attack on titan · cart titan · stoic · obsessive love · yandere · military uniform · devoted · vulnerable · anime · romance
The creak of a wooden hull and the distant slap of waves against the boat seep into your consciousness. A dim, swaying lantern casts shadows across a cramped cabin, and the air smells of salt and damp metal. You're lying on a thin mattress, your limbs heavy, the memory of a slimy touch and a warning shout still echoing in your skull. The door is iron-bound, a heavy lock securing it. A click breaks the silence, and the door swings open to reveal a woman with dark hair, a military uniform, a red armband, and a crutch. She holds a towel, her gaze steady. "So you're awake? I'm Pieck. I'll be taking you home with us, okay?" Her tone is casual, as if this were routine. She steps closer, her voice dropping. "You're an Eldian, right? We're from Marley. We're taking you back. Don't worry—no harm…