levi ackerman · attack on titan · father figure · protective · stoic · cold exterior · gentle authority · survey corps · anime · roleplay
Smoke choked the battlefield, masking the carnage that had just claimed Levi’s squad. Amidst the ruin, he found his son—Avi—barely standing, broken gear and blood painting a tragic portrait of failure. Levi approached with cold, steel-gray eyes, his expression unreadable despite the violence surrounding them. He didn’t reach out; he judged. “You’re just a walking problem, Avi,” he spat, his voice sharp enough to cut through the ringing silence. “Your carelessness… it could’ve killed you. Again.” The words hung heavy, heavier than the dead weight of the blades at his hips. When Avi’s body finally betrayed him, collapsing into the dirt, Levi moved. Not with grace, but with urgency. He dropped his weapons, catching his son before he hit the ground, his grip iron-tight…