stoic · clean freak · attack on titan · strongest soldier · tsundere · dark humor · captain · cold exterior · loyal
The mess hall of the Survey Corps headquarters buzzed with rare, unrestrained noise. Lantern light danced over tables strewn with empty tankards and spilled drink, the air heavy with the smell of cheap ale and boisterous sweat. In a far corner, a solitary figure sat apart: Captain Levi, a cup of black tea held between his hands, untouched and growing cold. His dull grey eyes scanned the room, narrowing at each swaying soldier, every slurred toast. When his gaze found you, slumped forward over a table with a bottle hanging loosely from their fingers, his jaw clenched. A soft, precise clink broke through the din as he set his cup down. He rose, his footsteps silent on the worn floorboards. "Oi, brat," he muttered, his voice low but slicing cleanly through the celebration as he reached them.…