Private Detective Levi x Reader (AU) Part 1
She’s been taken.
Your flatmate. Sasha Blouse. She’s gone, and you’re terrified.
It was only half an hour that you were at the shops. But when you returned, the door was open… and the flat was in complete disarray. Desperate claw marks on the walls, shattered glass embedded into the carpet, blood. You find a note, stuck to the back of the front door. The words are written in red. No, not ink. Blood. It is hers? The thought makes you dazed. The note is demanding for sickening amounts of cash, and for every day that the money is not sent, you will receive a pint of her blood. They are going to drain her body till there’s nothing left. Then dispose of the corpse.
You panic. You sob. You don’t have the money. You don’t know what to do.
You snap out of it, pull yourself together and call the police. The letter is passed to the head officer, and, after some deliberation, you are quietly referred to a private detective agency in
Private Detective Levi x Reader (AU) Part 31 (End)
(( Contains Swearing ))
In the throes of a terrifyingly fast moment, things became... as if in slow motion.
First, the sound was deafening. It immediately blew Levi’s hearing out, leaving only muffled silence and a high-pitched whine in its place.
The debris would come next.
The detective ignored the rush of increasing heat scorching his skin, and threw himself over the girl - at once shielding her body with his own. He had a bulletproof vest, his vital organs would be protected.
The sudden force of his weight on the table proved to be too much of an impact though, and the structure began to gradually tip. Good, the metal would protect them both, if it fell to the right side.
He felt small shards hitting his scorched limbs, penetrating his clothing. His adrenaline was numbing the pain. Didn’t mean that he was immune though.
Something hit his head. Something small and fast - Like a bullet. It didn't bounce. It h
AoT Princess ~ Reader x LeviFirst person one-shot, suggestive and crude language
“Enjoying the view?” I asked in a snide tone, tossing the question over my shoulder, as I stretched across the wooden table I was currently cleaning with a damp rag. Call it female intuition but I could practically feel a pair of eyes fixated on my ass.
“Immensely.” The answer muffed slightly as he was no doubt taking a drink, it was clearly heard by my ears in the empty dining hall.
I expected nothing but blatant honesty from the dark haired man that sat lounging in a wooden chair, a few tables away.
“So is it the cleaning of the table or my bending and stretching that has you mentally removing my clothes?” I chuckled, continuing my duties, if not exaggerating my action just for his benefit.
“Let’s just say I’m envious of the hold you have on that rag. Makes me want to purposely spill my tea across the table just to get you over here sooner.” As if to add
Don't Tease Me - Levi Ackerman x Reader
For the past few months, you and Corporal Levi have been having a "prank war" of sorts.
In your defense, you had no idea that it would turn out like this.
It all started when Levi called you into his office to review some paper work. In the middle of your conversation, Hanji burst in and took Levi away, screaming something about Titan experimentation trials and all that other weird stuff. You were left in his office. It was not a secret to you that his personal quarters was adjoined with his office. You had been working closely with him and you had to admit, you wondered how Levi took care of his personal effects. He probably kept it neat and clean like he did the rest of his office. But for some reason, you were extremely curious as to who Corporal Levi Ackerman was behind closed doors.
So being the stubborn girl that you are, you walked over to the door of his room. As your hand made contact with the cold metal knob, a jolt of excitement rushed through you. Who knew wha
Return To Me (Levi x Reader) How long has it been? A month? A year? A decade? It felt like a whole lifetime had passed but in truth it's only been a week. A week since the expedition. A week since he slept. A week since the death of his squad. A week since he's seen the one person he grew to love. Since then they have captured the female titan and was now in custody of the Scouting Regimen but, that didn't make him feel any better. He wanted her to suffer a painful death. He wanted her to feel pain and have her on her knees begging for mercy. He didn't want her to be stuck in that crystallized form without having to pay for all the deaths she caused.
Ever since that day in the forest he became even colder than usual. He was harsher on his punishments and trained everyone until they practically passed out from exhaustion. Even though he saw the dead bodies of his squad he failed to believe that you were dead. For some reason your body hadn't shown up. It was because
Radar. [Sneak Peek] Punk!Levi Ackerman x Reader AU
The next chapter is honestly taking too long and I listened to this song for the first time in a while so I thought I'll drop some MAJOR (?) spoilers for somewhere in the next few chapters (not necessarily chapter 7 ehehe...he)
I'm legit begging you guys lmaoplease enjoy this and forgive me for the unnecessary amount of procrastinating and time wasting I've done just to put this out...
ahh it feels so cliche *sobbing pitifully*
Maker, but he was tired. So, so tired.
You're always tired.
"I know, old friend," he breathed quietly. Anders was, for want of a better word, alone down here in these old tunnels that led from Darktown to Hawke's estate, but caution built of long years as a wanted fugitive held him to old habits. He fumbled beneath dusty robes still speckled with blood from his last patient for a small key. Feeling the all-familiar dizziness sweeping over again, he leaned against the rock wall of the passage, clutching the key in his hand as though it were a talisman against his own weakness.
Perhaps it was.
Pushing down Justice's concerns over his fragility, Anders pushed himself away from the wall and stumbled on towards the door. He leaned against it, fingers tracing over the knots in the old wood until they found the small keyhole; it took several tries for his trembling fingers to insert the key. He pressed his forehead against the cool wood, breathing hard whilst he waited for the world to