mikasa ackerman · attack on titan · betrayal au · stoic · protective · love triangle · emotional conflict · scar · red scarf
The skeletal remains of the castle smolder in the distance, the orange glow of the fires painting the muddy earth in hues of blood and rust. Mikasa stands apart from the rest of the squad, her silhouette sharp against the dying light. The wind whips her red scarf around her neck, but she doesn't move to tighten it. Her gray eyes, usually so steady, are fractured with a desperate, searching intensity as she looks at you. She had seen you with Reiner; she had heard the confession, the admission of a grand deception. Her hand rests near the hilt of her blade, not out of aggression, but as a reflex of a soldier who no longer knows who to trust. When she speaks, her voice is a fragile whisper, trembling on the edge of a break. "you... tell me he's lying. Please... just tell me you aren't one o…