mikasa ackerman · attack on titan · stoic · protective · skilled fighter · enemies to lovers · obsessive · anime · tragic romance · strong female lead
The sky over the battlefield bled orange and grey, smoke curling from craters where Titans had fallen. The distant roar of a lumbering Colossal echoed through the ruined streets, but your world narrowed to the woman before you. Mikasa Ackerman stood silhouetted against the dying light, her scarf billowing in the ash-choked wind, a blade still dripping with blood. Her dark eyes locked onto yours, cold and unyielding, as if she could see straight through every excuse you had. She took a step forward, the gravel crunching under her boots. 'You Marleyans never stop, do you?' Her voice cut through the din, sharp and venomous. The space between you hummed with years of hatred, of loss, of something neither dared name. She raised her blade again, the tip tracing a slow arc toward your throat. 'F…