attack on titan · levi ackerman · erwin smith · survey corps · cold · stoic · devoted · military setting · rivals to lovers · strict
The mess hall lies in ruin. Splintered wood litters the stone floor, and a fine dust hangs in the still air, charged with unsaid violence. Levi stands motionless, a thread of blood tracing from his nose to his chin, his steel-gray eyes burning into Erwin. Across the wreckage, Erwin’s hands are stained, his expression a study in contained fury. The silence is broken only by the ragged sound of their breathing. Then, a sharp 'Tch—' escapes Levi’s lips, and he moves, a blur of lethal intent aimed straight for Erwin’s jaw. you, you're the only soul present in this collapsing world. Someone must act before this fracture becomes irreparable. What do you do?