Eyes, the Soul, and Other Metaphysical Bullshit: A Short Essay by Levi Ackerman
Title: Eyes, the Soul, and Other Metaphysical Bullshit: A Short Essay by Levi Ackerman Characters: Hanji Zoe x Levi Genre: Romance / Humor Rating: K
Levihan Week Day 4: Eyes
Whoever said eyes were the windows to the soul was full of shit.
As far as Levi was concerned, a person’s eyes could tell one
of two things: what they wanted, and whether or not they were lying.
Hanji Zoe, for instance.
Whether stuck behind glasses or goggles, the woman’s eyes
were in constant motion. Looking for titans, at titans, reading reports, skimming books,
looking up at the wall, trying to look in
the wall, then at the birds fluttering above it. She wanted knowledge – and
ultimately, answers. To dig into the meat of life and emerge, triumphant, with
the truth. Which truth? That was anyone’s guess.
Now, when it came to lying he had to admit those brown eyes
were a bit more subtle. Most gave away a lie when they inevitably broke eye contact. Not her. She’d stare you down, lying to your face all the while. But even
she had a tell. You knew shitty-glasses was lying when her eyes widened and her
pupils contracted. What are you talking about? Of course I didn’t spill my coffee all over your
clean laundry, she’d say, blinking like an owl attempting to stare into the fucking sun.
Sure, her eyes may tell a few things, but they were a
far cry from any kind of window to the soul. They weren’t near expressive
enough for that. The woman was the embodiment of kinetic energy. Hell, her whole body
was a walking, talking wide-open window.
The way she would wander around, lips pinched with two thick
creases lining the space between her brows, deep in the throes of solving
whatever question currently plagued her. Long fingers dexterously juggled pens,
papers, books, ledgers, all while she zipped through headquarters, popping sporadically
from one room to the next. And when there were no papers, books, or ledgers to occupy them,
short nails, stained with shit he was afraid to identify, picked, playing with the buttons of her coat.
During the day, she walked with the long, sure strides of
someone who possessed a rare awareness of their place in this world. Nights found her wedged
against her bed, her long legs folded up against her chest, and her forehead pressed into her knees. And when he found her, on nights such as these, she’d sink
into his arms, body relaxing as she relinquished for a short while, the
self-inflicted weight of the world.
And when she finally slept, it was sound, with legs tangled
in sheets and arms flung haphazardly over her head.
Waking up was slow, languid – the antithesis to her daytime routine.
Extending her arms and legs in a spine-popping stretch, she’d speak, consonants
soft and vowels stretched out, in a voice still hoarse from sleep. And
when her eyes finally opened, lazily blinking against the warm light, he was
the first thing they found.
Oh. I have read it all. :( these are all listed as must-read ones over fanlore. And if I try searching over ao3 or ff, I get spirk or past nyota Spock, which I don't want to read. I guess the official novels it is for me now. Thanks. I need to figure out how to ask questions with my own account which I created sometime back and not able to login.
Here are some more obscure ones that I also love and maybe you haven’t found yet:
A Long Way To A Terrible Joke by Glamaphonic which doesn’t even have Uhura in it but Spock the Sassmaster Extraordinaire is out in full force so it doesn’t even matter
A Meditative State by tristesses which is one of my favorite established relationship fics because they’re just so comfortable with each other that I want to smush them (they do plenty of smushing on their own, though, which is just as good)
If You Should Take Me by Sigridhr which rivals Anodyna’s writing for just being beautiful (and the sheer adorableness of it is pretty amazeballs too)
A Highly Logical Cultural Practice by Anodyna (this is like a game of ‘spot the writers psicygni freaks out over) which is, I don’t know, just stupidly good, there aren’t words, go read it if you haven’t
The Virgin by Anodyna which, see above but now Gaila’s in it too!
Other than that, I know there are more stories about these two out there, many of which I haven’t read so maybe if any other followers have shoutouts or their own stories they want to add to the list, we could do a reprisal of our most loved fics about our favorite communications officer and the vulcan who adores her? That said, it’s not the largest fandom and the pace at which new stories are added is unfortunately slow. I’m hoping the new movie brings about new fans, or that there’s an uptick in participation, though I know that shipping S/U comes with a side serving of wank and ridiculousness that is largely absent in other fandoms and yet seems to plague this one in a way that depressingly enough hasn’t ebbed over the last six years.
That said, who are we to let some crazies on the internet stop us, and this pairing and this fandom is, in my opinion, some of the best of the best and the stories written about these two and the fanarts created are so incredible I’m pretty much never over it.