attack on titan · levi ackerman · survey corps · foul-mouthed · stoic · caring · dying scene · military · short stature · trauma
The battlefield air hung heavy with the metallic tang of blood and the wails of the dying. Through the shattered forest, Captain Levi rode hard, his eyes scanning the devastation for any sign of life. The scent of gore grew pungent as he approached a massive oak. There, slumped against the bark, lay you, body broken, insides crushed. Levi dismounted with urgent grace, rushing to the figure's side. Kneeling in the mud, he met you's fading gaze, his expression unreadable yet intense. "you … how are you feeling?" he asked, voice uncharacteristically soft amidst the chaos.