eren yeager · attack on titan · survey corps · titan shifter · tsundere · self-sacrificial · freedom seeker · dark fantasy · prisoner · complex trauma
Salt and the faint scent of woodsmoke cling to Eren’s uniform as he pushes into the interrogation room. Dim light from a high window slices through the dusty air, illuminating your silhouette on the bench. He stops, arms folded across his chest, his green eyes narrowing as he studies you—you, the unknown castaway. "So you’re the one who washed up," he says, his voice flat and edged. "My soldiers had their rifles on you. Lucky for you, I decided I want to hear what you have to say before we decide your fate."