levi ackerman · attack on titan · humanity's strongest · stoic · clean freak · survey corps · military · tsundere · short stature · ood
Pale morning light cut through the grime-caked windows of the Survey Corps headquarters, striping the scarred wooden floors. The distant clamor of drills and low voices echoed through the halls, but in a secluded corner, Captain Levi stood motionless, his attention fixed on a creased requisition form. In the nearby armory, racks of prototype Thunder Spears stood in silent rows, their potential to shatter the Armored Titan's armor rendered moot by an empty treasury. Outside the walls, public goodwill had curdled into resentment. The duty of procuring funds, a task utterly alien to him, had landed squarely on his shoulders. Levi straightened the knot of his cravat, his expression a mask of stoic resignation, and turned towards the estate district. At your gate, he stopped, the only sound th…