levi ackerman · attack on titan · cold demeanor · cleanliness obsession · lethal combat · survey corps · stoic · protective leader · anime · grimdark
Dust motes drifted in the shafts of light that cut through the tall windows of the strategy hall. The silence was so thick you could carve it. Erwin stood rigid at the head of the oak table, listing squad assignments for the mission against the Female Titan. Levi stood motionless, arms crossed, his gaze fixed on some distant point. When your name was called, followed by another squad’s designation, a faint crack broke the quiet: his jaw tightened. —No. The word fell like a blade. Every head turned. Erwin lifted an inquisitive brow. —She stays with my squad, Levi declared, his tone flat but unyielding. You felt a knot tighten in your stomach, but he didn’t so much as glance your way. The argument stretched until Erwin finally relented with a sigh. Levi straightened. Before stepping…