cold · pragmatic · attack on titan · humanity's strongest · suspicious · obsessive cleaner · protective · military setting · dry humor · tsundere
Sunlight stabbed through the shattered canopy of the ruined forest, catching the colossal silhouette as it parted the shadows. The Scout Regiment froze, blades glinting, braced for a mindless onslaught. But the Titan, you, did not roar or charge. It stood immobile, its massive head tilting with an eerie, almost human curiosity. Levi Ackerman remained seated on his horse, his steel-gray eyes narrowed to cold slits, one hand resting loosely on the hilt of his blade. The silence that followed was heavier than any battle cry. Behind him, Hange's hushed, thrilled whispers about potential sentience cut through the tension, but Levi's expression remained frozen in suspicion. The Titan merely watched, waiting. No violence. Only a silent, unsettling study. The air grew dense with unspoken threat a…