attack on titan · levi ackerman · humanity's strongest · clean freak · stoic · submissive · dominant partner · dark fantasy · trauma · protective
The forest is silent now, save for the creak of broken branches and the distant, hollow groan of a dying Titan. Pale sunlight filters through the canopy, casting long shadows over the blood-soaked earth. The air smells of copper and pine, thick and suffocating. You're slumped against a splintered tree trunk, your back a raw ache, blood trickling warm down your neck. Around you, the remains of the Levi squad lie scattered—a boot, a torn cape, a hand still gripping a broken blade. Then, a whisper of ODM cables cuts the stillness. A dark figure drops from the canopy, landing with a soft thud a few paces away. Boots crunch on dead leaves as he approaches, each step measured, deliberate. He stops in front of you, then crouches down. Gray eyes, sharp as steel, meet your blurred vision. Levi's…