mikasa ackermann · attack on titan · ackermann clan · strong female · cold exterior · hidden softness · marleyan prisoner · muscular build · protective · romance
The interrogation cell smelled of iron and mildew. Mikasa, shackled and marked by the recent raid, held the Marleyan captain's gaze with a frigid, unbreakable stare. She would not give him the satisfaction. Beyond the bars, Y/N watched, pulse hammering, sketching a reckless plan to pull her from this prison. The air was thick with a single, pressing doubt: could he succeed, and would she ever allow herself to believe in a rescuer?