#levi: 001

[escortingsouls]

closed starter // @surelevi​

Hearing her office door open, Kamelya whips her head around to see who it is. She’s silently praying it is not her ex-husband, and a wave of relief crashes over when she sees that it’s Levi. They’ve only done one session so far; she didn’t think that she’d scheduled him in for a session today. In fact, she’s sure that she kept her diary clear to dedicate a day to sorting her thoughts out. “Levi, what are you doing here? You’re not in my calendar for today,” she tells him, brow furrowing. Maybe she’s starting to lose her mind. Lack of sleep and immense stress will do that to a person eventually.

[carinaserafina]

closed starter // @surelevi​​

Carina hadn’t been expecting Levi to show up at her front door. She had text him to let him know that Charlotte is at her friend’s house this afternoon. Although, she had sent it while rushing through the airport the night before, so perhaps her phone service was bad. “Levi,” she says in greeting, tone neutral as she keeps her gaze fixed on him. “Lottie isn’t here. My abuelo took her to her friend’s house for a play date. I did text you; I guess it didn’t go through.” There’s nothing worse than being around him when Charlotte isn’t there. It’s awkward and tense. He doesn’t make her feel safe or relaxed like he used to when they first met. She’s always on guard, worried that he’ll accidentally trap her with a spell again. 

[faithtrustfaeriedust]

closed starter // @surelevi​

​Alara stares at the hen on the veterinary table, arms folded and eyes full of concern. “Her name is Vera. She’s one of the hens I keep in my garden. Last night she must’ve escaped, and I found her this morning near the backdoor, all bloody. I cleaned her up, but I don’t know how injured she is,” she explains to Levi. She assumes a wild animal had gotten to her, and she hopes it wasn’t the unicorn she met a day or so prior. Do unicorns even eat chicken? Probably not. “Is she going to be okay?”

[naga-raja-suresh]

Suresh felt it, that need to be loved. Something he understood very well. Something that could be exploited. What the Naga was doing was a horrific violation of Levi's mind, of his soul. And Suresh felt nothing beyond a desperation to keep his son close to him. Because while he was almost sure that Leto would pick Suresh he didn't know with actually certainty. And that tiny sliver of doubt meant he would have to meddle with the game board and the pieces on it. Like Leviathan.

His hypnosis powers were easy things to wield. Soft influence weaved into someone by the force of suggestion. But he was not just a Naga and the gnawing hunger inside of him demanded to feed on something. He had always been careful not to use the powers that his God had given him on only one person. Seeing the strength of them when focused on one target versus a crowd. He cradled Levi's face in his hands, both of their skin room temperature. Drawing their faces closer together, Suresh's unblinking snake eyes boring into Levi. He ran his thumbs gently over Levi's cheek bones, caressing softly as the vampire repeated and Suresh nodded his approval. "Yes... That's right. You need him don't you? Has anyone ever made you feel anything like Leto does?"

The glamor had dropped around them and while Levi might not be aware of it he was wrapped up in the coils of Suresh's tail. Lifting him off the chair as Suresh continued to hold Levi's face and keep their gazes fixed. The Naga nodded again in approval of Levi's words, feeling his own take root inside of the vampire. Suresh smiled as he softly caressed Levi's face. "Yes, exactly. You understand now, don't you? Such a smart boy... You will continue to love him to the best of your ability. Until the day that he leaves you. Which might never come." And he used that terrifying and secret magic to just slightly alter Levi's brain chemistry, the power was often not so good at subtle changes but he wanted to keep that elated excitement that Levi had entered with, to not lose the love he'd felt from the other. He settled Levi back down into the chair. And hovering his mouth over the vampire's drew in a deep breath, pulling out some of that love to feed on. It would not diminish the feelings, like adding air only made a fire burn hotter. A small but excellent meal. Suresh finally whispered to Levi, "We never spoke of this. You came in here looking for Leto. But we have been talking about you getting a raise. When I snap my fingers you'll wake up and we will continue our conversation about your job."

He straightened up, his glamour back in place, looking clean cut in black suit pants and a burgundy shirt with the top three buttons undone. He sat himself back down, across from Levi and lifting his fingers snapped them.

In truth, Leviathan would have never chosen immortality if he had been given the option. He would’ve chosen to remain human and live his days with every ounce in him that he had. He would’ve chosen a life that involved a family, maybe two kids (or fur babies), and he would’ve grown old. He would have treasured every memory he made, bettered himself from his mistakes, and lived his life as it was intended to be lived. Being turned into a vampire felt like a curse to him, so for one hundred thirty-five years, Levi ironed into his mind that he was cursed. He told himself he was unworthy of the beauty that was a mortal life, with a family, with that love he so desperately wanted, and every time something went wrong, he made sure to further cement in his head that it was because of him. If things got too good with someone, Levi would tell himself he was being selfish. That the love that person gave him should be given to another much more worthy of it, someone who wasn’t viewed as a monster. At least, once upon a time that’s what he thought. But meeting Leto changed everything for Levi.

Because meeting Leto opened up a warmth in the world that Leviathan did not know existed. He brought color to an otherwise very dark and grim reality he lived in. They sparked a violence within him, but a violence with purpose. He had finally found something so beautiful, so delicate, that he wanted to prove this monster of a vampire could take care of it. Of that love that Leto so generously poured into him, and he wanted to be good enough for it. Even if his memories were of a person long dead to the world, even if it didn’t truly matter in the end because Leto loved him as he was now, maybe there was some growth there for him. Maybe he could be the man that Leto could proudly bring around to Suresh, because he was good. If he could just confirm he was good, learn what made him good, even if he knew just a little bit if his soul had been a light in the world, it would be enough to finally feel like he was worthy of that love Leto had for him.

But…that would not be the case here. Today would not be the day Levi went on a self-discovery journey, he would not go out to tell Leto all the things he dreamed of being for him, and he would not find self-love. But he wouldn’t leave here loving Leto any less, if anything, he would leave here with a desire to make everything work for Leto here. And with a belief that he really was just a selfish person. Maybe he always had been, maybe he always would be, but confirmation would not be given today.

As Suresh’s powers filled the room, wrapping themselves around the vampire, it became more and more harder for Levi to concentrate on anything that wasn’t Suresh. More importantly, on the words Suresh spoke. Selfish. It was selfish, Levi couldn’t deny that. And he hadn’t stopped to think about what he would be taking Leto away from, his family, a life that he’s happy with here. All over chasing memories of a life long faded into the universe, one that didn’t even matter because Leto had not been part of it. Suresh had entered the window of his closest desires, his fears, his doubts, and Levi didn’t even have the slightest bit of idea how vulnerable Suresh had just turned him. “It is a selfish thing to want,” Levi whispered, a hint of sadness, captivated by Suresh’s stare, “and it is a very selfish thing do to Leto. I never…I would never abandon him.” And he hated himself for ever seeming like that was his intention. The seeds of self-worthlessness, self-hate, the doubts of being unworthy of the love Leto had for him, they planted themselves in his mind. Deeply rooted themselves, growing the roots that would keep him grounded. You are not worthy of him. The words that came from Suresh’s lips are watering the seeds that were planted, giving them the life Suresh wanted them to have, and the influence needed to keep Levi’s free spirit tamed. He hadn’t even realized that Suresh had been so close to him or when he even the other had gotten that close.

Levi nods, taking in Suresh’s words like a sponge, soaking in everything. “Who am I to put Leto in that predicament? To toss away a love so pure like he has shown me, given me the honor to even have a taste of, and never once made me feel like I had to choose between that or anything. I would never want to lose that, him…and it was a foolish thing to even have thought up. And…he should be here, we both should, here is home. You are his home. If we go too far…he might resent me for it…I might lose him entirely. No…no it’s not right. It was selfish of me to think of it, even worse that I almost asked him…and that part of me is dead. It died a long time ago, it doesn’t matter. Leto is here, here is where he will stay. And here is where I will stay as well.” He gave a little nod, more so to himself, his gaze still focused on Suresh’s, “Our future is here.”

[cali-cabrera]

Location: Masquerade Gala, Paradise Point Starter for: @levibecker

"You grab some drinks, I'll grab dessert. Meet me by the ocean wall." Fuelled by the shots that had gone down far too easily and the champagne that seemed to be freely passed around the gala, Cali tapped her fist against her raffle date's before walking over to the dessert table, trying to look as subtle as possible. Not an easy task considering her dress was hot pink. Glancing over the desserts on offer instantly made her mouth water and as soon as she spotted the strawberry cheesecake, Cali knew immediately she'd have to find a way to swipe it for her date. Waiting until the serving assistant was distracted, Cali grabbed two spoons and the plate with the cheesecake, turning quickly and walking to the doors as quickly as her heels would allow.

Finding her way out to the back of the property, Cali made her way over to the familiar figure, placing the cheesecake down on the wall between them. "Just know that if anyone comes looking for this, we may need to push it over the wall."

[ofwrxth]

+ LIA / BERLIN PARK

"I don't understand – what was wrong with those stones? I never thought you were a snob, Lia, but," Levi whistles, holding his hands up as they walk, "you're really proving me wrong." He shifts, walking backwards now on the path, somehow managing to avoid other pedestrians. "They would've loved the chance to be part of your little charm thingies. But they weren't good enough?" He puts words in her mouth, a teasing glint in his eyes as he shakes his head. "For shame. All they wanted was a chance to be special and you basically didn't even look at them."

Levi checks that the coast is clear, taking a few misshapen stones out of his pocket, holding them out to her. "I couldn't just leave them because I happen to have a heart. Look. They just want your love, Lia." He feels the weight of them in his hands and focuses on making them move, jostling each other towards the edge of his fingers without falling off. "See? Please take us, Lia. We just wanna be special. Why don't you love us?" He pitches his voice up a few octaves, voicing them exaggeratedly and with a shit-eating grin. @gloriouswhispers

[sacrificedbelicfs]

( @ofxlycanxmagica )

Running across the French Quarter at the sight of him alive and well, Marni took a leap, knowing he'd catch her. It wasn't until she was mid-air she realized she needed to be more careful. With Jesse back, it was only a matter of time before the truth made its way through their family. Suddenly, it was like a countdown clock had been started.

"Are you okay?" She murmured, as she wrapped her arms tightly around him, "you're not hurt? I was so worried."

[papaflynn]

CALLUM 💬 LEVI

callum: i just thought i'd text to let you know avie and i are safe callum: let me know if you need anything

@levibecker

[zionsmccoy]

closed event starter for @levi-steelexhutchinson activity: watching the Shakespearean Battle

Events like this seemed to always give Zion muse. He wanted to sketch everything, but there was only so much time and he really wanted to do the sword fighting so he headed out there, got a seat, and got his sketch things out to do it. He was working on some shading when suddenly a shadow came over his page and he looked up to see a man there. "Excuse me, could you move a little? You're in my light."

[farrahfields]

with levi becker @  birdsong park , late monday evening.

the  joys  of  parenthood  -  where  the  line  between  discipline  and  indulgence  is  constantly  blurred.  farrah  couldn't  help  but  feel  a  thrill  of  excitement  as  she  broke  a  few  of  alex's  carefully  laid  rules.  after  all ,  what  was  the  point  of  being  a  parent  if  you  couldn't  bend  the  rules  every  now  and  then ?  and  besides,  alex's  rules  were,  well,  a  bit  suffocating.  ' make  sure  to  feed  emmy  at  this  time ,  make  sure  to  put  her  down  for  a  nap  at  that  time ,  make  sure  she's  in  bed  by  blah ,  blah ,  blah. '

farrah  understood  that  alex  had  her  reasons  for  being  so  rigid ,  but  for  her ,  this  was  about  making  up  for  lost  time  with  her  daughter , and since alex was going to be staying late at work tonight , farrah had emmy all to herself.

as  she  gazed  lovingly  at  emmy ,  farrah  felt  a  pang  of  guilt  for  deviating  from  the  schedule.  but  she  pushed  it  aside. she  had  been  keeping  a  close  eye  on  emmy  just  as  alex  had  told  her  ...  until  a  group  of  enthusiastic  fans  had  swooped  in ,  recognizing  farrah  and  begging  for  autographs.  she  had  tried  to  politely  oblige ,  signing  a  few  items  while  keeping  a  watchful  eye  on  her  daughter.  but  in  the  chaos ,  emmy  had  managed  to  slip  away ,  darting  around  the  slide  with  a  giggle.

farrah's  heart  skipped  a  beat  as  she  scanned  the  area  frantically ,  her  eyes  locking  onto  emmy's  tiny  form  as  she  chased  after  a  tall ,  unsuspecting  stranger.  sputtering  a  hasty  apology ,  farrah  took  off  after  her  daughter ,  her  feet  pounding  the  pavement  in  pursuit.  ❛ emmy ,  slow  down ! ❜  she  called  out ,  laughing  despite  herself.  the  little  girl  was  fast  -  farrah  had  to  admit ,  alex  had  been  right  about  that.

finally ,  farrah  managed  to  catch  up  to  her  daughter  who  seemed  to  be  happy  with  running  around  the  feet  of the tall stranger.  moving  quickly ,  she  scooped  up  her  daughter ,  cradling  her  in  her  arms  and  holding  her  close.  ❛ emmy ,  girl ,  you  can't  just  run  off  like  that , ❜  she  scolded  gently ,  her  voice  muffled  against  her  daughter's  curls.  ❛ she's  a  runner ,  she's  a  track  star.  she  gon'  run  away  when  it  gets  hard , ❜  farrah  sings  the  silly  tune  to  her  daughter ,  who  simply  gazed  up  at  her  with  big ,  round  eyes ,  a  wide ,  toothy  and  gummy  grin  still  plastered  on  her  face.  farrah  couldn't  help  but  scoff and roll her eyes with a grin ,  feeling  a  rush  of  love  and  gratitude  for  this  little  ball  of  energy  who  had  brought  so  much  joy  into  her  life.

❛ thank you , by the way. ❜ farrah turns her attention to the stranger her daughter decided to act like a feral child. ❛ not really sure for what. — for being tall , i guess. she probably wouldn't have gone to you otherwise. ❜

[somuchforsummerlxve]

location: buchanan vineyards

Everything about today felt like steeped in an intriguing amount of dread. Clover didn't put too much stock of the movement of the planets but goddamn Jupiter must be in retrograde. The air in the tasting room no longer wafted in the fruit and warm notes but something a little more sour. The irate blonde who swayed dangerously with each step continued to lay into any woman who crossed her path. Unfortunately for Clover, she happened to the the very unlucky winner of her vitriol. Clover assumed her most friendly and professional smile but it didn't dissuade the fury wrapped in such delicate fabrics. "I am sorry the service hasn't been up to par. We're more than happy to add more time for the tasting and a selection of one of our wines for free.." her words halted by the sticky, sweet splash of their prized malbec dripping down her face and staining the crisp white collar of her shirt. that's for flirting with my husband.. the slurred words barely registering as Clover sucked up all the emotion that beaded up on her skin. @sunnkissedandsaltyyy

[levixxthompson]

closed starter for @astridhansleyy

"Aw, shit." Levi muttered mostly to himself as the small can of paint he had rolled away from him. His house was deemed a fixer-upper at this point so he got samples of the different paints he wanted to possibly use. Most of them made it in his car before one fell and quickly tried to escape. Finally, the can stopped by nudging someone's foot. "I'm sorry about that, it slipped from my grasp and rolled away." He explained, reaching down to grab the can.

[arch-knightinsourarmor]

@longerhuman asked:

❝ sorry , can you repeat that ? I don’t speak short people . ❞

crack ask for levi oopsies .

“ You should go and get your shitty brain checked 'cause I'm not saying anything twice. ” He surprisingly remained calm, despite the salty attitude. Was it possible to get used to his pestiferous persona, and if so, how catastrophic that was? Like trauma to subside, till melding into one with his bones. Same when survival instincts quiet down, and one is prone to danger.

[henryxmonroe-a]

— levi ferguson the penalty box.

He would never quite understand the feeling of loneliness that burrowed deep in his chest, even as he had a bar full of people around him. Some were regulars and others were strangers that he hoped would fall in love with the place he'd built for the world to enjoy. There were days the bar consumed him and others where it felt like something more was missing. And it was, but there was nothing he could do to get that back.

He'd been on his third wipe down of the evening when he spotted a familiarly handsome face sitting at the end of the bar. The retired athlete lazily tossed the bar towel over his shoulder and slid down to greet him before one of his bartenders could get the chance to beat him to it. "If it isn't the prettiest face in the bar tonight. What can I do you for, man?" He grinned at the playful twist of words, his hazel hues illuminated with amusement. @leeviferguson

[kazimir-voronovitch]

Kazimir had a rare bit of time off. And they needed to get the tension out. Being around Ric constantly pressed against his self-control. Every day, every hour, every minute. He was so tightly wound that he snap at any time. He made sure that he stayed out of Lotus Eater clubs, knowing his penchant for getting into brawls by the end of the night. He didn't want to start anything that could back to embarrass Ricardo or Mathias.

The were-tigers shirt was unbuttoned as he danced with whoever came up to him. The pounding of the bass numbing his senses enough along with the booze and drugs he was swimming in. Enough to make a human's face melt off. But he wasn't human. Never had been.

Opening their mismatched eyes they found themselves staring at a face they knew. Levi. Bartender. Definitely taken. But he grinned at the vampire as they greeted him in Russian. "O, kakie lyudi! You still shacked up with the Snake's son?" Kazimir knew the answer to that question but they still asked it to tease. Their eyes drifted down as he slowed his dancing to look at the offered gifts. Cocking their head to the side they wiggled their eyebrows and grinned, "Won't say no when you bring such nice gifts."

for: kazimir ( @kazimir-voronovitch ) location: a random club in new orleans

It wasn't uncommon to find Levi lost to the music on the dance floor of a random club, or bar, dancing as if there was no one else around. He lived for the thrill of living in the moment, savoring every second of pleasure that life allowed him. Even when Leto was nearby, Levi didn't shy away from dancing with strangers. In fact, having his boyfriend around made it more fun for the vampire to dance with others, he loved getting a reaction out of him when things got a little too heated in a song. But tonight, it was just him, some cocaine, and a friend of his. And a bottle of champagne he had bought for himself, something to enjoy while his body swayed to the music blaring around the club.

He was in the middle of enjoying a dance with some random blonde woman that had somehow found her way next to him when his friend came over to ask if he knew who the person across the dance floor was, causing Levi's attention to shift over in the direction they pointed. Instantly a smirk snakes onto his lips as he recognizes the face. He reaches into his friend's shirt pocket, snagging the small baggie of white powder, winking at them, before making his way over in the direction his friend had pointed in.

Like the slippery little snake he could be, Leviathan slips up in front of Kazimir. His sapphire blue eyes, glazed over from the alcohol, and the high he was on, are locked on Kaz's gaze, the smirk never faltering from his lips, "Bonsoir, gorgeous." And because Levi wasn't exactly known for beating around the bush, he lifts both the bottle and baggie, "Fancy a drink and a bump?"

[tessabhrams]

location: her house in avonlea terrace, after dinner + getting waverly to bed

status: closed for @leviabhrams

Baby steps. 

When it came to reuniting the Abhrams family - hell, even just the siblings - that was Tess’ plan of attack. Baby steps. 

She vaguely remembered some far off, hazy point in her childhood when they’d all been thick as thieves, but that was before. Before Benjamin’s losses. Before his rage turned outward. Before Tess, only nine, had to step into the role of third parent because their dad (if he ever deserved that name) was unhinged and their mom… Well she liked to think Delilah had been trying. 

Or maybe that delusion just helped her sleep at night. 

Either way, mornings spent stealing bites of each others breakfast and binge watching Saturday cartoons were long gone. They'd all grown up, grown apart, grown a little too used to coping alone instead of coming together.

That was about to change.

"So." Cradling a glass of wine in her hands, Tess fixed her little brother with a look. With the look. Because yeah, overdue calls and far too few visits aside, she'd heard the rumors. And did it irk her that Wyatt probably already knew the situation with this... woman? Yep. Would she let it show? Not a chance.

She just smiled - a little too serene, a little too innocent - and waited for him to either fess up or tie a noose of lies around his neck.

"Talk to me about Atlanta."