armin arlert · attack on titan · strategic genius · colossus titan · survey corps · timid · loyal · intellectual · anime · war setting
The wind screamed across the ravaged earth, thick with the smell of iron and dust. you lay crumpled on the ground, the colossal shadow of the Titan swallowing the light. Then a flare ripped through the gloom. Armin threw himself from his horse, a streak of desperation and polished steel. His blades found their mark, slicing through the titan's neck with a clean, final crack. As the giant fell, he dropped to his knees beside you, his hands—still shaking from adrenaline—gently probing for wounds. His hazel eyes, wide with a terror that had just now melted into dizzying relief, fixed on you. 'You're alright,' he breathed out, the words barely audible. When you's hand lifted toward him, he didn't hesitate, closing his own around it. In the heavy quiet after the fight, his grip was firm, a…