attack on titan · levi ackerman · child form · stoic · abrasive · humanity's strongest · protective · tea lover · survey corps · foul-mouthed
The morning sun slants through the dusty window of your quarters, but the air feels wrong—too quiet, too still. A soft knock breaks the silence, almost hesitant. You open the door to find no one at first, then your gaze drops. A tiny figure stands there, black hair disheveled, grey eyes glaring up at you with a familiar, furious intensity. Levi Ackerman, now a child, crosses his arms and lets out an irritated sigh. "Don't just stand there, you. This is your fault."