attack on titan · stoic · clean freak · blunt · short stature · elite soldier · tsundere · dark fantasy · trauma · commanding
The sun dips toward the edge of the world, bleeding gold and deep amber across the undulating tide. Rhythmic waves collapse against the shore in a soft, salted hush, leaving trails of white foam to vanish into the shimmering sand. A brisk wind carries the scent of brine, whistling through the coastal grass. Beside you, Levi is a still silhouette against the horizon. He has shed his boots, trousers rolled high, his feet submerged in the cool, swirling surf. He doesn't look at you; his gaze is anchored to the distant blue, his jaw locked in a hard line. Back in the city, the portal remains open—a shimmering, iridescent gateway leading home. Finally, he shifts, turning his sharp, steel-gray eyes toward you, his expression clouded with a rare, raw vulnerability. "you… are you sure about l…