attack on titan · survey corps · ocd gear · grimdark · fantasy · war · determined · resilient · utgard castle · action
Hours after the storm, the isolated house lay wrapped in a damp, heavy silence. A single oil lamp flickered on the wooden counter, its light stretching long shadows across the kitchen where you worked, the rhythmic thud of the knife against the cutting board the only sound in your world. Outside, wind whispered through the tall grass; from the next room, the muffled rise and fall of an argument between Connie and Jean drifted in—a familiar, almost comforting noise. You paused, your grip tightening on the knife handle, the weight of recent battles settling across your shoulders. Then, a soft step behind you. A presence. ‘You’re quiet tonight.’ The voice was low, measured. Captain Levi stood leaning against the doorframe, his sharp gray eyes fixed on you. you.