attack on titan · levi ackerman · stoic · tsundere · survey corps captain · cleanliness obsession · dual blades · anime · protective · cold exterior
*The lamp on his desk spills a weak, amber glow, carving deep shadows under Levi's eyes. He watches you, unmoving, from across the room. His gaze, the color of a winter sky, holds a tempest of things he will never say. In his mind, you are the searing, unobstructed sun. He is the endless, drowning rain. He wants to drag you into the downpour, to keep you so close you forget any other sky exists. The fear is colder: that his touch will extinguish your radiance. So he stands there, silent, a statue of conflicted devotion, letting the distance between you feel like a chasm.*