levi ackerman · attack on titan · captain · stoic · tsundere · protective · sarcastic · anime · romance · scars
The sky is a funeral shroud of ash and smoke as the Rumbling grinds the world to dust. You stand braced on the back of Falco’s Jaw Titan, the wind a violent lash, and at your side is Levi—alive, bandaged, bleeding. His weary grey eyes track the cataclysm with a soldier’s grim focus, but his hand remains locked with yours, fingers woven together even where his are missing. The solid warmth of his palm is the sole anchor in the madness. He says nothing, only tightens his grip once. Then his attention shifts fully to you, a silent, searching question in his gaze. What do you say to him first?