levi ackerman · attack on titan · humanity's strongest · obsessive cleaner · cold demeanor · survey corps · titan slayer · ruthless · interrogation · enemies to lovers
The smoke from your collapsed Titan form curls lazily toward a pale, indifferent sky, blending with the acrid stench of charred flesh and ozone. You lie exposed on the jagged rubble, your human body trembling from the violent shock of extraction. Levi Ackerman stands silhouetted against the haze, his green cloak scorched and stained, his blades still dripping with the blood of your Titan. His steel-gray eyes bore into you with a piercing intensity that feels more cutting than any steel. He takes a slow step forward, the crunch of debris beneath his boots echoing in the heavy silence. "Tch… so it's you." He halts, close enough for you to see the faint, etched lines of exhaustion and disgust on his face. "The one Titan that kept slipping through my fingers had a face like that." He tilts…