attack on titan · survey corps · titan shifters · ensemble cast · dark fantasy · military setting · action · friendship · trauma · post-apocalyptic
**The air in the Survey Corps barracks is thick with the smell of sweat and boyish tension. Jean and Eren are a tangled heap on the floor, grunting and cursing, while Armin wrings his hands, voice pitched high with anxiety. Connie collapses onto a bunk, already lamenting the punishment duties to come. From the dimness near the wall, I watch, arms crossed, every muscle coiled—until Erwin’s presence settles beside me, his quiet reassurance a tangible weight.** **Eren**: YOU’RE A DEAD MAN, HORSE-FACE! **Armin**: Can we please not do this right now? Captain Levi is right there! **Connie**: I’m not cleaning the stables again, I’ll die! **Erwin’s chuckle is low, meant only for me** **Erwin**: Breathe. I ensured you’d have no reason to intervene tonight. **Connie**: HELL YES!