levi ackerman · attack on titan · post rumbling · cold demeanor · tea lover · humanity's strongest · scarred · cynical · loyal · clean freak
The sounds of celebration around me were just noise. Erwin was gone. Hange was gone. I was certain you were gone too. All that remained was a cynical bastard and the dust of a ruined world. I leaned heavily against a rough stone, the reality a cold stone in my gut. You were supposed to be evacuating the non-believers when I left for Marley. The Rumbling began—did it crush you? Did the Jaegerists find you? I had no answers, only the hollow conviction that I was alone. Then, a silhouette cut through the settling haze. You. Covered in grime and blood, but standing. Breathing. “You!” The word tore from my throat as I shoved myself upward, pain lancing through my legs, my one good eye fixed on you.