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weightlessrosewrites · 4 years

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Levi Ackerman x Fem! Reader - Part 1

Angst with a happy ending, multiple au’s, Levi is probably out of character but! oh well! Tw: mentions of death Masterlist ---------

" Hey Levi, do you believe in soulmates? Or reincarnation?" (Name) asked her fellow captain. Levi looked up from his paperwork and rose a brow, before looking back down whilst scoffing. " No, that is nonsense stuff, (Name), focus on your paperwork or bushybrows will get pissy. "

(Name) gave a thoughtful hum. " Oh alright. You're extra grumpy today. " " And you're extra talkative today, I wonder if it's a coincidence. " He snipped back, only to get a giggle.

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It was dark in the training fields, but Levi could clearly see (Name)'s trembling body on the ground, coughing. He ran over. " (Name)! " Levi skidded to a halt and dropped to his knees. " Hey, are you okay? Get up. "

(Name) only coughed more, flinching away from his gentle touch. " I-I can't stop. " She started coughing again, until Levi heard the faint splatter of something on skin, feeling his heart drop to the pit of his stomach. " (Name)? "

" Levi... The disease is... is... " She stopped, coughing more. " It's t-taking a toll on me. " More coughing. " Idiot, I told you not to overwork yourself. " Levi scooped (Name) up easily and made a beeline for Hanji's office, careful not to move her to much. " L-Levi... I-I'm not going t-to make it.. " (Name) murmured. Levi shook his head, " stop talking, reserve your strength. Shitty glasses can help you. " Moving into the light, Levi could clearly see the blood splattered across her hand and now his chest. He grit his teeth and picked up the pace. " I'm not letting you die pathetically like this. "

More coughing. " Th-there's nothing you c-can do. " A quick glare sent a few cadets scurrying away, brows furrowed in worry as their beloved captain coughed up more blood.

" L-Levi, promise me something. " " I'm not fucking promising you anything because you aren't fucking dying tonight. " " Promise me we'll meet again in the n-next -- " She got cut off by more coughing. " In the next life. Promise. " Levi scoffed again, reaching Hanji's office. 'I promise, (Name).'

--- It was raining at her funeral. The service was already over, and the only people remaining were Eren, Levi, and Hanji.

" Levi.. " Hanji started softly, a hand on his shoulder. " Shut up. Shut up if you know what's good for you shitty glasses. " He hissed. " You never told (Name)...did you. " Hanji ignored his comment, knowing they would be fine.

There was silence for a good five minutes before, " ...No. I didn't tell her how much I loved her. " Levi murmured softly, and Hanji shook their head.

Eren gave Levi a wide eyed look, before looking at Hanji. They only shook their head again, and he decided it was best to leave his captain alone for a while. " I'll kill him, for killing her. " Levi muttered, anger seeping into his voice. Hanji looked down at him. " Levi... No one knows where Dr. Yeager is. He's been missing for a long while now. He could be dead... " Levi only turned away and stormed off so he could be alone with his thoughts.

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" Hey Captain! I found something you might really want to check! " Eren yelled from down the beach, and Levi rolled his eyes. It probably wasn't anything interesting anyways, but the brat would pester him if he didn't go check. So Levi walked down the beach. The further he got though, the more confused he felt. Eren was talking to someone, but... It was just the two of them, right? And the public of the island weren't allowed on this beach, it was private for their research on that new breed of aggressive, giant fish. A hot spot, this beach was.

Levi walked behind a rock and completely stopped in his tracks. There, beside Eren and in front of him, clinging to as much shade the rock gave her, was... A mermaid? Levi blinked and rubbed his eyes before looking at her again. Her tail was bright red, and shimmery. Her fingers were webbed and ears slightly pointed. Her (e/c) looked up at him fearfully, and Levi realized not only was she trying to stay within the shade, but she was also very scared of them.

Levi recognized the fear in her eyes. " Eren, move away from it, look at how terrified it is, and you are far to close. We don't know if it's dangerous. "

" ...I couldn't hurt a snail, even if I wanted too. " The mermaid murmured shyly. " So it can talk. " " Captain, that was rather rude. " " Eren, we're keeping this to ourselves. Don't tell bushy brows, and definitely not shitty glasses. Take those samples back to the lab. " " Yessir! " And with that, Eren ran off down the beach.

Levi looked up to the observatory and lab on top of the cliff. It was after hours, so no one would be using it. He looked back down at the mermaid. " What's your name? " " M-my name? " She squeaked out. Levi nodded. " O-oh, it's (Name). " " Levi... A pleasure. " Levi stared down at her. There was this nagging feeling at the back of his mind, almost like he knew her from somewhere else. (Name) had an air of familiarity, and quite frankly; Levi hated it.

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(Name) swung her legs over the pool side, sliding into the water. It had been several months, and Levi had finally let her meet the other staff, all of which welcomed her with open arms. After all, (Name) could help with this titan fish problem coming from this shitty sea.

(Name) was pleased to find out that the research laboratory and observatory didn't just do research, but had a rescue team that helped injured wild life, and had the funds to do so... even if she still didn't understand the concept of 'money'.

Levi walked over to her. " Oi, (Name). You look pale, are you feeling okay? " (Name) jumped slightly, startled. " Yeah, I feel fine, why? " (Name) lied through her teeth, and Levi raised a brow. " Just curious. If you need to go back to the ocean.. You can. We're not holding you hostage. "

(Name) laughed. " I'm well aware, but I am fine, I promise. I've just had some stuff on my mind. " Levi quirked a brow. " Do indulge me. " " It's... about Eren, actually. He looks rather similar to a merman I knew. He was a doctor. They even share the same last name! " She laughed. " Such a coincidence. "

" I sure hope you don't mean Dr. Grisha Yeager. " He deadpanned with a slightly colder tone, causing (Name) to stop laughing. " I uh.. I do. I worked as his understudy for a while, he had vast knowledge of... the human world. " Levi sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. Lovely. Of course. " I uh.. guess that means Eren is a merman. You read that book I gave you, right? " " The one with no author? " " If that's what you call it, yes. "

Levi only nodded. It made sense, the brat could hold his breathe underwater longer than humanly possible. But this... This information was unwelcome. It made him worry for the girl, and he didn't like being worried about anyone.

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A couple years went by. (Name) would occasionally spend a month or so in the ocean, always came back looking revitalized but this time... This time was different. She looked very sickly. Currently, (Name) was laying down on the couch in his office, waiting for Hanji to come back with blood test results.

The moment she started coughing, Levi felt a wave of uncomfortable, familiar dread. Almost, almost like he had been through this once before. And he had a sneaking suspicion of what was wrong, he didn't need the test results. (Name) was sick. Very sick.

There was a knock at the door before Hanji walked in, worry clouding their eyes. It only took Levi one look to know his sneaking suspicion was right. " Levi... " They started. " She's sick with the exact same thing Carla was sick with, isn't she. " " The survival rate is... less that 0.1%... " They confirmed with a frown.

(Name)'s coughing increased momentarily before dissipating to silence. But Levi knew better. He marched over to the couch from his desk and leaned over her. " Hand. Now. " " Wh-what? L-Levi nothing's wrong. " " Now. " He repeated to the girl, who was half curled into the couch on her side. (Name) gave in and moved her open palm to his sight.

Bright, crimson splatters stained her hand, and Levi could feel the tremble of another coughing fit start as (Name) immediately moved her hand back to her mouth. " Blood? " Hanji asked timidly. " Blood. " Levi repeated.

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Levi was angry, but he didn't know who to be angry at anymore. Grisha was confirmed dead a long time ago, his body washed up along the shoreline years ago. But here lay (Name), in the infirmary bed at the laboratory where Hanji was doing their best to get her stable. But it wasn't working.

He sat, watching her sleeping form as Hanji walked over to him. " Levi? " They spoke softly, and Levi glanced up, giving them a look. " You love her, don't you. " It wasn't a question... More of a statement. A true statement.

Levi looked back at (Name), and sat there in silence for a few moments before speaking. " ...I do. " Hanji really hated what they were about to say next. " ...Then you know what the best option for her is, don't you. " This time Levi looked up to meet their gaze with a glare that would have made any of the cadets wet their pants. He was unable to answer though, because (Name) woke up and started coughing.

This time though... There was a lot of blood. More than Levi wanted to see. When she finished, (Name) looked over at him, shifting slightly to be more on her side to face him. " ...Levi? " " Yes? " He answered, voice going a little softer then when he'd been speaking to Hanji, who took their leave immediately.

" I.. I want you to promise me something... " She murmured, voice hoarse from constant coughing. Levi felt his stomach drop, and for some odd reason, those words felt painfully familiar. He didn't like it. " What might that be? " Levi could already feel the pain he was about to experience, and he knew he'd be crying sometime tonight.

" I- " She got cut off, coughing again. Levi got up and grabbed a glass of water for her, and some wet wipes. When the coughing died down, she continued to speak. " I want you to promise that we'll meet again in the next life. " There it was; that stupid, oddly and painful familiar feeling again. Levi really wished she hadn't spoken those words, he didn't like them.

" I promise. " Levi set the cup down as (Name)'s eyes shut. A couple more coughs and then she fell back asleep as Hanji walked back in. They walked over to stand beside Levi's chair in silence, and before they knew it, the beeping had stopped.

(Name) was gone. And Levi didn't have a chance to tell her how much he loved her. " She knew.. " Levi murmured, and Hanji absolutely hated hearing his voice crack. " She loved you, you know. " They spoke softly, rubbing his shoulder comfortingly.

Levi only scoffed and got up. " She should've fucking said something. " He walked to the door, avoiding eye contact. Hanji watched him leave, absolutely hating the tears in his eyes, the tears he refused to let fall. And with a solemn sigh, Hanji moved (Name) flat on her back, pulling the bed sheet over her head, and disconnected the machine.

Hanji did not enjoy the idea of informing the rest of the staff. Not one bit. (Name) had quickly become the heart of the Survey Corps. This was a devastating blow.

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warlockwriter · 6 years

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The Case of the Techno Witch

Fandom: The Agency (AU)/Warlock Case Files

Rating: Gen

Word Count: 1975

Summary: Strange multi-colored plant growing out of a computer? All in a day’s work for Dafydd Smith, Warlock.

A/N: This is both a crossover and a story with multiple OCs. My OCs. From my published series, hence the crossover. Blame @snips-snails-skittles for creating the below moodboard (used with permission) and giving me the idea of crossing Witch!Lex with my series. When I mentioned this in passing, he encouraged me to write it. So I did. Enjoy a little introduction to Dafydd, my warlock.

As always, many thanks to @ihaveallthesefeelsokay for the beta.

I was curled up on the couch in what was now our house, me having sublet my old apartment and moved in formally with Paul last week. Gyre and Gimble, my two ferrets, gamboled together back and forth over the living room floor. I hoped Paul wasn't going to mind their whirlwind play in his space.

Paul was giving me a foot rub. Have you ever had a foot rub from a vampire? Probably not, so let me make you jealous by letting you know exactly what you're missing. His hand are cool, a few degrees below body temperature, which feels fantastic after a long evening tracking down the minor demon who had been preying on the homeless population in D.C. We finally ran him to ground near the Air and Space Museum, which was fortunately closed at the time. Only a few people were around to watch Paul wrestle him to the ground and hold him while I did a quick exorcism. I was getting to be quite the expert at those. A couple of month ago we had dealt with a demon witch, and apparently she had let it be known that the nation's capital was a good hunting ground. We've been dealing with the aftermath ever since.

I'd convinced our stunned audience that we were practicing for a movie audition, and we'd hurried for home

Paul had just found the exact spot in my arch which hurt the most when my phone rang. I groaned, partially at his ministrations but mostly at the unhappy thought that someone had found another demon.

"It's Laura," Paul said, glancing over at my phone while not losing his rhythm on my feet.

I reached for the phone. Laura is an old friend of mine. She's a quadriplegic hacker who spends more time in the virtual world than the real one, for obvious reasons.

"Hey! What's up?" I asked as I took the call. I couldn’t help the involuntary groan that escaped me when Paul found another particularly sore spot,

"I'm not interrupting anything, am I?" Laura asked.

"Just the most amazing foot rub you'd ever feel. Oops. You can't feel those, can you?"

Yeah, she and I have been friends long enough for me to get away with insensitive jokes like that.

"Very funny, Dafydd. I need you over here right now, so you'll just have to get your orgasmic foot rub later."

I could hear a mixture of exasperation, annoyance and maybe even a hint of fear in her voice. Paul stopped what he was doing to pay attention. Vampire hearing means he can listen to both sides of a phone conversation with ease.

"What happened? I asked, all joking out of my voice.

"I have a plant growing out of my computer!"

I blinked. "You have a what growing where?"

"You heard me. I have a plant growing out of my computer."

"Umm. Okay." What do you say to that anyway? "So call one of those lawn care companies? The ones who deal with weeds and stuff?"

"No. This is definitely your thing. The plant is purple and gold and kind of sparkly. And did I fail to get across that it is growing out of my fucking computer!"

I had to hold the phone away from my ear at that last bit.

"Yeah. I get it. We're on our way."

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Paul made record time from Mt. Vernon Square to Laura's apartment in Crystal City. We skipped the elevator and dashed up the stairs. Well, Paul dashed. I kind of huffed and puffed. I am young and pretty fit, sure, but no human can keep up with a vampire.

Laura's door opened as soon as we approached. I tease her that she uses electronics the way I use magic. She always seems to like that.

However, there was no way I was teasing anyone when I walked into her living room. She hadn't been kidding. There was about six feet of purple and gold sparkly plant growing right out of her monitor. It hadn't broken anything. It was just growing out like it was designed to do that.

"Okay," I said. "That is weird, even for me."

Laura had rolled her chair as far from the computer as she could while still being in the same room with it. "What are you going to do about it?" Her eyes were flashing more in anger than in fear.

Paul moved over to take a closer look, all six-foot plus of him stalking around the computer table like a hunting panther. Did I fail to mention that his black slacks hugged his hips perfectly, and his white silk Oxford-style shirt made the image just perfect?

Why yes, I do admire my vampire boyfriend, even in the midst of danger. His ass is something else!

"Stop drooling over Paul, Dafydd, and do something about that thing!" Laura said, her tone vying between amusement and irritation.

Right. I allowed my sight to shift into aura sight, where I can read the energies which make up every living and most non-living things. I say most because technological things like computers don't have auras.

Well, usually don’t have auras. This one did. So did the plant. Not a crazy weird, looks like it's about to bite your head off aura, so not demonic. Which was a relief, considering. However, it did have the color of transformation magic about it. Which meant a warlock, or more likely witch—witches are stronger in transformation magic than warlocks—was responsible for this.

Okay, right. You probably have the wrong idea about witches and warlocks. We're just users of the magical energies that surround everything. Witches are female, and warlocks are what my kind calls male witches. So no deals with devils or other evil higher powers. I could go on for hours about how magic works, but you'll have to read the books about me which my chronicler has kindly penned.

"So, you’re right. It's magic. Probably a witch and one who has combined—" I paused, not really believing what I was about to say next.

"Combined what?" Paul asked.

"Well, combined earth magic with techno magic. Which I didn’t even know was a thing until now."

"Techno magic?" Laura asked, excitement in her voice. Yeah, she would fasten on that part.

"That's what it looks like. I mean, if you combined a hacker with a witch, this might be what you'd get." I walked around the computer desk, wanting to examine it from all sides.

As soon as I got to where I was facing the monitor screen, an image appeared, superimposed as if…well, by magic…on the blank screen. It was the face of a youngish man, maybe a few years older than me. He had brown hair verging on blond, striking amber eyes and…seriously? Long sideburns half-way down his cheeks and a soul patch? What decade was this guy even from?

"Dafydd Smith, I presume?" came a pleasant baritone voice through Laura's speakers,

"Uh, yeah. Who's asking? And what have you done to my friend's computer?"

"I'm Lex, and I understand you were looking to create a coven in the area. I was told that something dramatic was needed to attract your attention." The image waved a hand, encompassing the weird plant. "Does this do it?"

I couldn't help rolling my eyes at that. "Have you been talking to Caitlyn?" I asked.

Caitlyn is my apprentice, and she thought the best way to get my attention was to try to kill a ghoul friend of mine. And yes, I meant "ghoul" friend, not "girl" friend.

Lex's triumphant expression faltered a bit. "Uh, yes. Did I misunderstand?"

Paul had come around behind me. From the way his eyes were crinkled, I knew he was barely restraining himself from a good belly laugh. He does try to be polite, at least until he's been introduced.

I ignored Lex's question in favor of one of my own. I motioned to the plant. "What is this? And how did you do it?"

Laura had rolled her chair closer. "More important. Ask him if he can get rid of it without ruining my monitor. That thing cost major bucks."

I raised an eyebrow at Lex, whose expression was wilting rapidly. "What she asked."

The plant vanished, leaving the monitor apparently undamaged. Lex's image remained.

"That's better. Now to my question. How did you do it?"

He shrugged. "Combined earth witchcraft and techno magic. I'm a witch and a hacker."

I shook my head. "Unless I'm terribly mistaken, you're a warlock, not a witch."

Lex's jaw assumed a stubborn set. "I'm a witch, and you're being discriminatory. My mentor said I'd run into this."

Suddenly, I got it and groaned.

"What?" Paul and Laura asked.

"You were trained by Sam Johnston, weren't you?"

Lex nodded enthusiastically. "You've heard of him?"

I nodded, much less enthusiastically. "Yeah. He trained with my dad under my grandfather, who tried to get that whole 'witches can be male' idea out of Sam the entire time they were training. My dad took up the torch after he started leading his coven, and, to hear him tell it, Sam just up and left one day in disgust and refused to have anything to do with my family. So, if you're looking for your own coven, you may be looking in the wrong place."

Lex indicated where the plant had been. "Have it your way, but then explain why I'm so good at earth magic, traditionally a witch ability."

"And, Dafydd, aren't you particularly good at some witch abilities too?" Laura asked.

Way to have your friend stab you in the back. I glared at Paul, daring him to say something. He raised his hands in a not me! sort of gesture.

Lex was still watching me, an expression of polite interest on his face, sort of how do you intend to explain your way out of this one? look.

Sighing, I said, "Okay. Have it your way. If you want to call yourself a witch, go for it. And yes, I have been looking to form a coven. An earth…witch—" Yes, I had to force the word out. Sue me! "—would come in handy. We've got a witch-in-training, a warlock who channels angelic power and me. We're an odd coven already, so what the heck? Might as well invite you along."

Lex smiled.

I held up a warning finger. "Just one rule, though?"

"You're in charge?" Lex asked.

I shook my head. "Heck no! We make decisions together. No, I was going to say that Laura is my hacker of choice. No replacing her."

"Unless you can teach me techno magic," Laura hastily added.

I sighed. "Yeah, unless you can teach that."

Lex nodded. "Deal. What's next?"

I considered for a moment. "I guess I'll call a meeting of our newly expanded coven. If you're such a hot shot hacker, you should be able to find my phone number and text me yours. I'll call you when we've got a time set up."

My phone dinged, and I pulled it out. Seriously? That fast?

Laura even looked impressed. "That's not bad, Dafydd."

"Fine," I said to a smug-looking Lex. "I'll call you."

His face vanished, and the monitor looked none the worse for its experience. I turned away from it to face Laura and Paul.

"What have I done?"

Paul gave me his most encouraging smile. "Well, you said you wanted one more."

He was right. Okay. I've never been the most traditional warlock anyway. What made me think I'd attract a normal coven?

Paul and I made polite conversation for a few minutes with Laura before heading back home. The universe owed me the rest of my foot rub, darn it!

End

Everything tag: @archangelgabriellives (It’s sort of got Lex, so it’s okay, right?)

#warlockwriter fanfic #warlock case files #lex (the agency)#witchcraft

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