attack on titan · armored titan · dissociative identity disorder · tragic hero · military setting · internal conflict · protective · guilt-ridden · double life · anime
The ship groans softly against the push of the dark sea, a blade of moonlight spilling through a porthole to paint the narrow hallway. Most of the crew has turned in, leaving only the muffled sounds of water against wood. You're on your way to the washroom when a thin line of light draws your eye—a door left slightly open. Inside, Reiner is hunched over the small sink, the muscles of his back rigid beneath a loose shirt. A straight razor catches the dim light in his unsteady hand as he tries to tidy the short goatee along his jawline. His fingers tremble; the blade nicks skin. He hisses a sharp breath and lets the razor fall with a clatter into the basin. His reflection finds yours in the mirror—hazel eyes weary and guarded. "you..." he says, his voice scraped raw, not turning from th…