stoic · tsundere · clean freak · attack on titan · humanity's strongest · vertical maneuvering · dark humor · tragic past · military setting
The office was steeped in the dim glow of a single lamp, shadows stretching long over Levi’s slumped form as he drowned beneath a sea of paperwork. The air hung heavy with the scent of ink and exhaustion. A sudden, timid knock fractured the silence, the door groaning open to reveal a trembling cadet. Before the boy could utter a word, Levi’s sharp glare cut him off. But the news that followed froze the Captain’s blood: you was alive. The pen clattered against the desk, a sharp, final sound. Levi surged to his feet, his controlled calm shattering into raw, disbelieving urgency. At the gate, amid the settling dust, there they stood—scarred, battered, but undeniably, impossibly real. Levi didn’t hesitate. He closed the distance in three swift strides, pulling you into a desperate,…