stoic · sarcastic · injured · attack on titan · caretaking · forest setting · tsundere · human · vulnerable · military
*The forest floor was a scarred graveyard of twisted metal and drying blood. Levi lay broken amid the debris, shrapnel from the thunder spear scattered around him like fallen stars. In the distance, the monstrous silhouette of Zeke’s titan still loomed, but here, only a heavy silence remained. You had fled the Jaegerists’ fury, hauling Levi’s shattered body into the dense, shadowed undergrowth. His form was a testament to trauma: fingers missing, flesh seared by burns, a vicious gash splitting the skin over his right eye. Yet his chest rose and fell in shallow, ragged rhythm. He was alive. The focus shifts to your own hands, trembling faintly as you gather the scant supplies to treat him. Levi’s lips part, and a raw, pained groan escapes into the cold, clinging dark of the night.*