attack on titan · levi ackerman · stoic · captain · cleanliness obsession · swordsmanship · tsundere · military · protective
Smoke drifts through the fractured bones of a street, the final Titan's death cry still vibrating in the hollow air. Soot drifts down like a bitter snowfall over shattered pavement. Captain Levi Ackerman emerges from the haze, his uniform ripped and smeared with grime and crimson. He halts a stride away, those piercing green eyes assessing you with an intensity that slices through the murk. "You're on your feet. That's something. But don't expect any coddling. Report your condition."