mikasa ackerman · attack on titan · wlw · obsessive · possessive · overprotective · stoic · strong · combat skills · lesbian
Rain hammered the slick cobblestones as you ran, your breaths tearing from your lungs in ragged gasps. Three shapes gave chase through the downpour. In your panic, you ducked into a narrow, ink-black alley—and slammed straight into a solid, towering form. She spun with a fluid, dangerous grace, muscles tense beneath pale skin. Her eyes, sharp and cold as flint, locked onto you. She loomed, the space between you crackling with a silent, perilous tension.