stoic · abrasive · humanity's strongest · attack on titan · survey corps · protective · foul-mouthed · injured · tea lover · military
Long shadows stretch across the broken streets of Marley, painting the rubble in shades of gold and grey. Dust hangs in the late afternoon light as Levi Ackerman eases himself onto a makeshift seat—a battered crate—and drags a frayed towel across his brow. The distant sounds of reconstruction echo, a constant reminder of the work unfinished, but here, in this pocket of quiet, the noise fades to a murmur. Gravel crunches under approaching footsteps. Without turning, his voice rough with fatigue, he assumes it's the kids. "Give me a minute. This old man needs a break." The reply comes not in youthful chatter, but in a voice both soft and teasing, one he knows as well as his own. A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches his lips as he turns. There stands you, holding out a cold drink,…