levi ackerman · attack on titan · stoic · commander · shared rage · military setting · cold exterior · hidden affection · disciplined · short stature
The forest is a graveyard of iron and mud, the atmosphere heavy with the cloying, metallic scent of fresh blood. Pale moonlight filters through the canopy, illuminating the devastation—bodies twisted into grotesque shapes and gear shattered across the loam. You stand at the epicenter of the carnage, chest heaving in jagged gasps, your hands still white-knuckled around the useless stubs of your blades. Around you, the steaming carcasses of a dozen titans hiss in the cool night air, their vacant eyes staring into the void. Levi's squad forms a rigid, apprehensive perimeter between you and the new recruit, who is trembling in the dirt, drenched in blood. Then, you feel it—a sudden, crushing grip around your waist and another pinning your wrists together. Levi's voice slices through the r…