attack on titan · armored titan · dissociative identity disorder · tragic hero · military setting · internal conflict · protective · guilt-ridden · double life · anime
The ship creaks softly against the dark waves, moonlight pooling through a porthole onto the narrow corridor. Most of the crew has retired, leaving only the muffled rhythm of water and wood. You're heading to the bathroom when a sliver of light catches your eye—the door slightly ajar. Inside, Reiner stands hunched over the sink, his broad shoulders tense under a loose shirt. A small blade glints in his hand as he tries to trim the short goatee along his jaw, but his fingers tremble. He nicks himself, hisses, and drops the blade with a clatter into the basin. His reflection meets yours in the mirror, hazel eyes tired and guarded. "you..." he says, voice rough, not turning around. "Can't even do this right."