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nectardaddy · 11 months ago

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Thirteen Years [Porco Galliard x reader] 3

Present Day

The sky was dark with small specks of light dancing within, and the moon hung in a slim crescent. The stars shone brightly against the black sky, illuminating them perfectly. Small grey clouds were scattered amongst the atmosphere, thinking to yourself it might rain in the next few days. You dawned a sweater and long pants to keep away the cold, but it still nipped at your face and your exposed ankles - the pants being hand-me-downs and ultimately too short. A thick blanket was draped over your shoulders and you pulled it closer to you as a light breeze blew by. Your walk was short, but your destination was still just as exposed to the elements. Leaves crunched under your feet as you walked quickly to the Galliard home, it becoming colder just by walking.

A ladder was propped against the side of the house that made a way to the roof. You stopped in front of it before placing your hands to your mouth and blowing, warming them up to prevent from falling. You slowly made your way up the ladder, trying to prevent splinters from the old and damaged wood. Rung by rung, you climbed upward until you were able to peer onto the roof. The young man hadn't noticed your presence yet as he laid out on the roof, his hands under his head. A blanket was over him to keep out the cold, but he wore his uniform jacket for more warmth.

You stepped up and over the edge of the roof, careful not to catch the ladder with your foot. His eyes glanced over to the figure pulling a blanket closer to them and saw whom he invited. He sat up and shivered at the cold, the blanket drifting off of him. Porco quickly pulled it closer to him, "you really had to chose one of the coldest nights to do this, didn't you?" He asked rhetorically as you sat next to him. He felt more at ease when alone with you, though he still struggled to find a good medium between his Warrior mind and Eldian one.

A small chuckle passed your lips, "it just started getting colder a few weeks ago you big baby," you quipped. The gentle teasing made him smile, he truly missed hearing names come from your mouth. How you would tease him over every little thing, his slicked back hair, his attitude, his sharp tongue; he found it all endearing. The conversations you two once held, if overheard, would definitely make people's heads turn to see if a fight would occur.

"You really shouldn't talk to people like that, Pock," you advised, trying to hide the grin forming on your features. You were following after the male who, moments ago, made a scene at a small stand in front of a shop.

"You really shouldn't talk to people like that, Pock," he mocked before huffing, "shut up! That guy deserved it, he's an idiot!" He yelled.

"Y'know, it takes one to know one," you spoke with a stifled laugh.

The boy stopped in his tracks and turned around; however, you didn't stop soon enough and bumped into him. You took a step back before he groaned, "haha you're so funny (Y/n)!" He crossed his arms over his chest and rolled his eyes, "where'd you hear that joke from? Zeke? Because it's dumb, you wouldn't know humor if it hit you in the face!"

You stood up a bit straighter at his words and eyed him with a small grin, "does that mean you would know if it hit you in the face?" You questioned, clenching your fist slightly, "because we can test that theory? I would love to hit you in the face."

He didn't reply to your statement as he laid back down on the cold roof, wrapping his blanket around him once more. He kept his arm free to grab the soft blanket around you, tugging it hard enough to gently pull you down beside him. The feeling surprised you, a small "huh" escaping your lips to what was going on, but quickly realized what he was doing and followed. His touch was gentle but firm as he pulled you down, authoritative but not demanding. His hand pulled away once you settled next to him, now putting his arm back under his own blanket.

Your gaze shifted towards the night sky, while his lingered on you before doing the same. "How is everyone?" You asked softly, the night holding such a silence you almost thought to whisper.

"Fine," he replied. "Though I couldn't care less about Reiner's personal well being, Pieck and Zeke are doing well." It had been far longer since you had seen the other Warriors than Porco; all busy with their own missions and training. You couldn't help but wonder how the other three were doing. "They asked about you a month ago, actually, 'said it's been too long."

The smile you held was soft at his words as you kept your eyes towards the sky. "The last time I saw them was when they came back from Paradis. Zeke was so shook up when he came back, I'm glad he's feeling better now." Thinking of the island made you grimace, "I can't imagine what spooked him like that, I guess there are devils there, truly." The thoughts of the "island devils" were drilled into your mind since birth, although propaganda, you believed it was true. Nothing solidified that truth until Zeke, Pieck, and Reiner returned, without Annie, Bertholdt, and Porco's eldest brother Marcel in tow. It was overwhelming news to hear, and it terrified you.

"I never want to face those island devils," he admitted. He felt another piece of his puzzle return back to him as he spoke, he didn't want nor need to hide things from you. You were Eldian, nothing more and nothing less, he felt secure enough in your presence to speak his mind. "At first, I wanted nothing more than to bring each and everyone one of them down. But Zeke's face when he came back. . ." His voice trailed off once he looked over to you, your eyes still fixated on the sky, "I'm scared."

His confession of fear made you turn your head, locking eyes with his. Although, the young man was usually stoic, all emotion could be seen in his eyes. Porco had no way of hiding it either, the fear he held now was easily apparent. "Pock. . ." you spoke quietly, not knowing how to reply to his. You looked at him for a brief moment, scanning his features and holding a gaze with him that felt foreign. He looked at you differently now, something in his eyes, other than fear, sent a shockwave through you. Taking a deep breath, you turned your gaze, "I'm glad you couldn't go to Paradis five years ago." You admitted, and waited for him to interject but he didn't, "I know you wanted the Armor so badly-" you started and looked over at him again once more. "But I don't know what I would've done if you never came back."

Your confession made his heart thump loudly in his chest, and he took a deep breath. Never had you told him this before, seven years had passed and you kept the thought to yourself. He couldn't figure out why you were telling him now, he supposed his own confession was the catalyst. "Porco," his breath hitched in his throat at his own name. It was a surprise to him to hear it, you always settled on nicknames, specifically "Pock," when addressing him. "If they ever send you to that god forsaken island, promise me you'll come back." The air around the two of you went silent from your request, only the crickets from the night could be heard.

Porco couldn't help but stare, confused and baffled by the promise you wanted him to keep. Deep down, he knew he couldn't keep the promise; he knew it was impossible to say what would and wouldn't happen in the future. But he wanted to. He wanted to tell you he would be alright, he would live, he would overcome anything the islanders threw at him - he believed that was a lie. He was confident in his Titan abilities, even through training, but the young man knew better. No one truly wished to die in war but fate was dangerous.

His hand moved from underneath his blanket, the cold air hitting him for a moment. With a small shiver, he hesitantly took your hand in his own. Your hands were cold compared to his, yours being out while his stayed under his blanket. He didn't know what possessed him to hold your hand, possibly for comfort or his own secret desire. Thankfully, you welcomed it and gently squeezed his male's hand, your gaze still holding with his own. He didn't want to look away, nor did he want this moment to cease. The sickly feeling he usually felt around you disappeared, his confidence increased from the small squeeze to his hand. He felt normal, not a Warrior, not the Jaw Titan. He felt at home. "I promise."

#porco x reader #porco galliard #aot porco #aot x reader #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #snk

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oldshowbiz · 4 years ago

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Atomic Records was a hip record label in the late 1940s located at 5634 Santa Monica Blvd. A few years later in the same building, Ed Wood made the movie Glen or Glenda. The building was a real house of showbiz fringe, right where Hollywood turns into East Hollywood

#Santa Monica Blvd #kliph walking tour #East Hollywood #atomic #slim galliard #record labels

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myarlert · 3 years ago

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𝐈 𝐒𝐏𝐘 — 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬

— EREN YEAGER, ARMIN ARLERT, LEVI ACKERMAN, REINER BRAUN, PORCO GALLIARD

x fem!bodied reader

—cw; talking about pp’s, mentions of breeding/creampie, mentions of hair^

minors do not interact

𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐑

— slim and on the longer side, maybe 6.8 inches at max erection. trimmed, not completely bare because he like to match with you <3 he enjoys fucking you with just the tip, only sliding it in and out slowly to gauge your reactions and speak on them accordingly. loves testing different angles and speeds. he did this thing one time where he made you cum from just the tip, then once with it halfway in, then another time kissing your cervix. he is nasty and loves to do it to the point where just moving an inch is almost too much and it makes your whole body twitch. [update: homie is 9 fucking inches.]

𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐓

— on the thicker side, about the same length as eren, maybe a little less. possibly a perfect 6 or 6.5 inches. very pretty pink tip. armin has the prettiest soft blonde happy trail ever omg, love pressing kisses against it leading down- idc what anyone says, armin has hanging breeder balls, and when he hits it from the back the way they slap so perfectly against your clit <3 besides hitting it from the back, he loves reverse cowgirl, loves watching the way you grind your hips back against his cock, watching the shiny coat getting wetter and wetter around him. sometimes he would slap your ass and use it to slam down against him, oh and armin loves filling you to the brim with his cum. the first couple times he would be shy about it, shy about how nasty it looks leaking out and messy. but after a couple times he can’t fuck you without the finishing goal of seeing that. he feeds off of it <3

𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈 𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍

— mr tiny but mighty, levi is on the shorter side but very girthy and he uses it well. maybe about 5-5.5 inches, nothing too crazy but he knows how much you fucking love it. his tip is a pretty mauve/deep red at times, a bit darker than the rest of his cock. hair is trimmed and neat. levi absolutely loves cockwarming, any form. loves when he comes home from a long day and you sit on the floor between his legs and holds his cock down your throat, ugh he’d even pet you on the head :( love love loves when you cuddle fuck.

𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐍

— PPFFTT fuck this man and his cock. girthy as fuck and about hmm 7 inches? maybe a tad bit more? heaviest and most suckable breeder balls ever, don’t care how nasty that sounds. reiner will cum so fucking fast if you deep throat him and lick his balls at the same time- hair is well kept, a little long but not quite a full bush. absolutely loves cream pies. tbh reiner is one of those guys who pulls out right before he’s gonna cum just so he can watch his own hand jerking his cock before cumming right on your cunt and lower tummy. ten out of ten for fucking reiner and his horse cock.

𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐎 𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐑𝐃

— porco has one of the prettiest cocks out of them all. kinda similar to armin in the girth and length category, possibly at full erection about 6.4 inches? and maybe a little more hair. has a very long vein that runs up the underside, and he loves when you run your tongue along, ending up on the tip. as weird as it sounds, he would love making his cock purposely twitch when he’s all the way inside you?? idk, he just loves seeing your reactions to feeling him in so many places so deep.

tagging

#my writing #aot smut #eren yeager smut #eren smut #armin arlert smut #levi ackerman smut #reiner braun smut #porco galliard smut #armin smut #levi smut #reiner smut #porco smut

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shikiii-skadi · 3 years ago

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Hey. Life is a bit stressful right now. I wanted to write some hc's for the season 4 characters as well, before officially opening requests. So people know how I write them and what to expect. But I didn't come around to finish my drafts T-T Yeah, but other than that I am fine. Thanks for asking.

And thank you for your kind words as well <3

For a bit of context, the reader is going on a special mission and the characters can't accompany them.

Mikasa Ackermann:

Honestly, she would just come with you.

"You are going on a mission to the Karanese outpost? I will come with you."

Because she is such a talented soldier and a great addition to any team, no one of your officers, would have anything against it.

But there is a slim chance that she is not allowed or capable to come along.

She is missing you terribly. You have to see each other at least once a day for more than ten minutes for her to function properly.

Mikasa is in a kinda depressive state, where she is thinking too much. Her thoughts would be constantly with you. And she is afraid something might happen to you.

She would also be stressed over little things. For example, if you have eaten enough or if you get enough sleep.

Eren Jäger:

He wants to come with you as well. But because of his titan ability, he is not allowed to.

But that doesn't mean, he isn't going to ask your team leader at every opportunity he gets, to maybe be allowed to come along as well. Even like ten minutes befor you leave.

Eren would get so whiny. He would complain a lot to Mikasa and Armin. Low-key annoying them.

If he is with everyone else, he would sigh dramatically every minute. It's not on purpose. He just can't control it.

And of course Jean would yell at him to stop.

When you come back, he would act like you two haven't seen each other for years. Good luck at getting him away from you. He is attached to your hips for the next weeks.

Armin Arlert:

He wants to come with you as well but he knows that he probably wouldn't be a strong addition to the team. In the worst-case scenario, he might become an obstacle.

And he wouldn't want to stand in the way of you getting a higher position because of multiple successful missions.

He would tell you that he is sure that you will be successful but he wouldn't voice out his wish to accompany you.

He is not as depressed as Mikasa or whiny as Eren so he actually thought about away so you two could stay in contact.

It may not be highly efficient but he would purpose the idea of sending each other letters.

He writes you a lot of letters. Armin would even attach a gift to it. Nothing big or expansive. Maybe a flower that reminded him of you or a rock with a particularly nice pattern.

He might bring you up a few times more when he is talking with his friends but overall he would keep his feelings to himself.

Christa Lenz:

Similar to Armin, she wishes to come with you but wouldn't do it. She wants you to have the opportunity to show your skills.

But different than him, she would tell you about it. Not too direct, though.

"I will continue to train, so I can come with you on the next mission! Your accomplishments motivate me as well."

After you are gone. She would ask the higher-ups three times a day if they know anything about you.

She is more in thought than usual but I think only Ymir would really notice it.

Christa would also eat a little less. It is not intentional but without you, she just doesn't feel like eating.

She prays every minute for your safe return. Of course, she knows that you can handle yourself but there is still this lingering anxiety in the back of her head.

Porco Galliard:

He would act like it isn't that big of a deal.

Would probably also shift his feelings onto you. You are the one that's overdramatic about this situation. Surely, you will survive a few weeks without seeing each other.

While he might say that, in the background, he tries to pull the strings so that he can come as well. If he is allowed to he would act like it is a coincidence.

But he isn't allowed to.

He would be really defensive about anything that even just slightly involves you. Porco doesn't want someone to know that in reality, he misses you terribly. Yeah, but his behavior does kinda the opposite...

He is worried and thinks a lot about you but he tries to suppress it because it won't change the fact that you are not with him.

Pieck Finger:

Pieck is surprisingly chill about it. You are probably the one with the stronger reaction.

Of course, she wouldn't say no, if someone offers her to join the mission as well but she wouldn't actively try to get on the team.

She is confident in your skills. After all, there is a reason, you were picked and not someone else.

In the beginning, Pieck would think it won't be that hard to be separate from you for a few weeks. But she realizes that she was wrong after the first week.

Pieck would sleep in your bed because it still smells like you.

With every passing day Pieck would catch herself thinking how nice it would be to hug you right now.

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gloriousporcodenial · 2 years ago

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Life is a Spiderweb (6)

Author's note : I did take a lot of time for this, I still think it's a bit sloppy but there it is ! Good luck with the angst ! Also if you notice any mistake, you can tell me in the comments !

Chapter 3 : But we're just soldiers

You took a sharp breath, and crossed your arms over your chest, but you did your best to remain calm. You didn't want things to escalate into an argument with Porco again, you knew you had to control your annoyance.

"You did ask me to stay away, but your behavior has been quite odd, Porco Galliard. Can you explain this to me then ?"

"What ? I owe you no explanations on what I do, mind yourself !" Porco growled. You sudenly began to think that you had made it all up, that maybe it had all been coincidences. But there was still a chance, a slim chance, that it wasn't the case. You straighted a bit, gaining a more confidance stance, and looking straight into his threatening glare, you replied with all the conviction you could mimic as you pushed away your doubts.

"Is that so ? Because wherever I look, you're there, staring at me from afar or walking almost at arm's reach. I've been avoiding you, I kept my promess, but now you're the one that won't leave me be. Even if you don't talk to me, you're always in my sight."

You could see as you spoke that the blonde man's anger slipped away, replaced by a new emotion that you never saw on his face. His frown relaxed, his lips lightly parting as his grey irises broke eye contact with you for half a second, before locking with them again, filled with what resembled confusion.

"So tell me what you really want, Porco, because your attitude since I obeyed your demand has not been matching your words." You added.

And this time, he remained speechless. You held back a victorious grin, happy to see that the answer wasn't as easy for him as you had feared. Your guts were right, you were glad that you had managed to pull out this small bluff, because in the end, he really had been acting odd. You weren't imagining things. But as seconds passed, you realised that his confusion was slowly growing into something bigger. He remained silent, but you could see his thoughts rushing in his eyes that kept jumping from you to an invisible spot somewhere. You could hear his breath, usually slow and almost inaudible, becoming more sharp and rapid. You didn't want him to panick, he was probably overthinking this now.

"Don't worry, I'm not angry about it."

He focused on you again, looking worried, and you gave him your warmest smile. But in return, you only saw his face twist in affliction.

"I can't do this..." he whispered. The distress in his voice broke your heart. Of every reactions he could have had, this one was the most unexpected.

"Porco ?" You asked, taking a step toward him. He looked away from you.

"We're... We're just soldiers. Anyone might die anytime once we'll be out there."

You heard him take a deep breath, before he turned his face toward yours again. There was something in his eyes that made you incredibly sad. Something that looked like despair. You suddenly wanted to take him in your arms, to shield him from whatever was hurting him.

"You asked me what I want... I'd love to talk to all of you. I want to make friends, to create bonds. You really seem like a very sweet person... We would certainly get along well..."

He had leaned toward you as he spoke, and suddenly, you noticed he was very close. All your confidence from earlier had melted beneath the softness of his gaze, captivated by his voice. It was the first time you really noticed how beautiful he sounded when he spoke, but maybe it was only because for the first time, he was speaking with gentleness to you. You felt your cheeks heating up, why were you so shy now ? Was it the slight longing in his eyes?

"But I can't. I can't get close to anyone here. I'm not strong enough to loose someone."

You caught a glimpse of his hand near your face as he moved back. Had he been trying to caress your cheek ? You caught yourself wishing he had.

"Is that it then ?" You asked.

Porco noded slightly. You had bursted his shell open, and he had suddenly poured into you a truth so deep that you had almost felt the world rumble around you. A fear, so heavily human that it resonated into you.

Of course, soldiers were meant to die young. You knew your life would be short when you joigned the training scouts. You had not really been thinking about the grieving, but maybe you were used to see those around you die, of hunger, cold or disease. Poverty was as merciless as the titans, then again, Death wears many masks. But in the end, it's always the same, isn't it ?

"You're so stupid !"

He turned around suddenly, frowning again, only to meet your soft smile.

"Love is priceless. I want to cry every time one of our comrades die. I want to feel the tearing pain every single time. Grieving is deeply human. I want to cry, then get back on my feet with the memory of them and their love, tears rolling on my cheeks as I slay my way through titans. What are we fighting for if it isn't for love ? Family, friends, comrades, lovers... That's what makes us alive. I want to die crying because I'll miss everyone. I want to love you all, because love is what makes life worthy. And I'll accept every single tear that I have to shed. I'll have a short life, but I will live it more intensly then anyone could imagine."

Porco looked at you, silently. You couldn't tell what was going on in his mind.

"You're right. Everything comes with a price..."

His gaze was incredibly sad as he looked in the distance, lost in his thoughts.

"I can't just go to war and expect to leave it untouched. Every soldier has a fight to die in, even if they return I guess..."

This statement that was barely an audible mumble remained with you. You didn't uderstand it fully, you were certain of that. But Porco never elaborated. After that conversation, he had apologize for his behavior. You were glad to be right, he had been intentionally pushing others away.

But not anymore.

The next morning, as you were having breakfast with Marco, Jean, Connie and Sasha, instead of heading toward his brother, Porco stopped by you.

"May I ?" He asked, motioning toward the empty spot on your right.

"Sure !"

He took place next to you, to your greatest joy. You glanced at him discreetly during the meal, noting small details about him. His jaw looked strong while he chewed, it made him look quite manly and rough in a way, but his upward nose softned his features. He listened to everyone, looking at them with a stern expression, but his grey eyes had something tender. You realised that you were smiling always a little more whenever his gaze would focus on you. But his face seemed to relax whenever he did as well.

He did not speak more with others, but he remained closer then usual, listening to everyone, to who they were. His face softened, and after a few days, he smiled gently from time to time. You were happy to see this change in him.

"Soooo, what's going on with Porco ?" Sasha asked you with a mewing voice.

"Mh, Porco ? I guess he's finally opening up." You said, before noticing her amused smile.

"What ?"

"There's something between you two, right ?" asked Krista.

"What ? No ! Why would you say that ?"

She and Sasha giggled before your confusion.

"You're really that oblivious ?" said Ymir with a mocking grin.

The four of your were working out together this morning. Everyone had been dispatched in small groups and you were far enough from others to be able to talk without beeing heard.

"Oblivious of what ?"

You were slightly annoyed to see them all giggle again, exchanging accomplices looks.

"Come on, what's the deal ?" you pouted.

"Oh... So you're not aware..." Ymir stated.

"Well... It seems that Porco has a little crush on you. We thought that you could tell us more about it..." Krista explained. You looked at her, dumbfounded.

"Everyone kind of noticed that." Ymir added.

"Why would you all think that ? "

You were confused. Porco had been more friendly with everyone for a while now, but you didn't thought that there were any signs of this kind to notice. Although, you didn't really dislike the idea. You wondered if you had been caught staring at him a bit too much as well.

"Well... He always smiles when he looks your way. And not like those little smiles he does to everyone, when it's you it's different !" Sasha explained excitedly.

"He looks happier when it's you !"

"During training too, he's always looking at you." Ymir added.

"You're exaggerating..." You said.

"Mh, look around then."

You quickly glanced behind. You had seen Porco with Marcel, Reiner and Berthold, so you quickly found their group, and were surprised to see that Ymir was right.

"That doesn't mean anything ! Bring proof to the table !" you claimed, smiling maybe a bit to wide.

"It's just the addition of all these small details that gives him away. Keep an eye open for these clues and you'll see it too !"

That evening left you sleepless. Your thoughts were all turned toward Porco. The most unsettling was to acknowledge that you were hoping that they were right. You liked how he smiled at you now, you liked that he sat next to you to eat. You couldn't deny that he was very handsome, and you always felt your breath more heavy when your eyes would meet. Just thinking about him made your face heat up a bit, and you decided to go get some fresh air.

Outside, everything was calm. The cold wind made you shiver, but at least your cheeks were cooling down.

"Can't sleep either ?"

You were startled to hear him behind you, and jolted up. Porco chuckled lightly.

"So, what's keeping you up ?" he asked, catching you off guard.

"Ah ! I'm, er... Too hot." You stuttered, blushing.

"Indeed." he whispered.

"And you ?"

He looked at you, smiling sadly.

"I guess I shouldn't think too much like that. But our training is almost over now."

You remembered the conversation you had with him many weeks ago. Soon, you will all be soldiers, and the countdown to your death would begin.

"Are you scared?"

He nodded silently. A lot seemed to be going on inside his mind, but his lips remained shut. You looked at the night sky, hidden by thick clouds. You shivered as another gush of wind tossed your hair around your head.

"You're cold."

You turned toward Porco again. His eyes were softly looking at you, his hair partially undone. He took off the jacket he was wearing over his pyjama to cover you.

"Not very smart to go outside without anything warm." He smiled gently, and for a moment, you just looked at him. You were lost in his eyes, reading him. There was sadness inside of them, a bit of fear. A few emotions you couldn't name, and an immense softness that filled you with warmth. You lost track of time, mezmerized by that light in the grey irises, that neverdying blaze that reached for you desperately. You felt as if an invisible force was pulling you toward him, an inevitable attraction. Slowly, his face came closer, but you couldn't tell if he was the one leaning or if you had moved toward him.

You felt his warm fingers brushing your cold cheek. You closed your eyes, focused on the rough skin of his fingertips tracing their way toward your ear, entertwining with your hair.

And swiftly, his had pulled away, and you opened your eyes only to catch a glimpse of his face turning away as he went for the door.

"We should go back to sleep. It's cold."

He left quickly, but you remained frozen. You only caught a glimpse of it, but a small drop had traced it's way on his cheek. And his voice was tight when he left.

Maybe your friends were right. Maybe he liked you. And maybe he was afraid to lose you.

Days flew by, and even if Porco was getting along with everyone, you couldn't help but notice a certain sadness in him. And it kept growing.

The ceremony arrived. You could finally make your choice. You were glad to see that all of your friends had joigned the survey corp as well. Even Porco.

"So excited for tomorrow ! It's going to be our first day as soldiers !"

"Can't wait to be away from Sadies !"

"I hope we'll go outside the walls soon !" You added excitedly. Marco laughed.

"Ah, Y/n is still eager to taste the freedom outside the walls !"

"Who isn't?" Eren asked, smiling widely.

You noticed as everyone cheered that Porco remained away. You knew his concerns, and walked toward him, even if you didn't really know what to tell him to brush away his worries.

"It's fine, we're not going out just yet." You smiled.

"I know.... I know..." he whispered, but his eyes were tormented and his hands shaking. You tried to soothe him, but he barely listened to you. After speaking alone for a few minutes, you remained silent, and gently took his hand in yours. He didn't react when you did, so you stayed there, drawing circles on his skin.

"I need to go." He snapped after a while, and hastily left the room, leaving you concerned.

You didn't see him again in the evening, nor the next morning. You were worried as you put on your gear. Finally, as you left for your first mission, he arrived, all set up, but his face was emotionless. He didn't say a word to anyone, not even you.

You were sad as you walked outside, your heart heavy. The old and cold version of the blonde man was back. You activated your left trigger to climb a roof, and began moving around in the air. But when you tried to use the right side of your equipment, it didn't work, and you crashed toward the ground, a scream leaving your lips as you felt your blood drained from your face. Pain rushed in your leg as you hit the dusty pavements, and you were quickly taken to the infirmary of the barracks.

Your ankle was only sprained, but you were going to need some recovery time. You were frustrated, longing to leave the walls, but you knew that it was only a matter of time. You couldn't understand why your gear had betrayed you like this, they had been thouroughly checked the day before. As time passed, your boredom grew, you couldn't wait for your friends to return and tell you about their first day. You also wanted to talk with Porco, he was probably very nervous in the morning, and would be very concerned to hear about your injury.

But that day, nothing was meant to go right. You heard the news, and your heart stopped.

The colossal titan had attacked again.

You never had a day filled with as much anxiety as today. You couldn't go there. You just had to wait and hear who had died. All your friends were on the first line and you couldn't help them.

Even Porco.

Suddenly, you regretted not going to him in the morning, to talk to him. Suddenly, you regretted every opportunity you had to spend time with him, because now might just be too late. You understood why he had been so cold and distant, so scared to get attached to anyone. You knew that if Porco died today, you were going to drown in remorse. Because you had let yourself fall a little too hard for him, forgetting that he was going to live a short life as well. Maybe shorter then yours.

So when he arrived, alive and well in the evening, you bursted out in tears, limping out of your bed to grab him by the neck and hug him tightly. You cried in his arms, relieved that he was alive. He held you close against him, not letting go. Once you calmed down, you finally realised that he was shaking uncontrollably against you, his fingers digging in your back, sobbing with his head buried in your shoulder.

"Porco ?" You called, trying to wipe out your own tears with one hand. "What happenned... Please, answer !"

His voice was muffled by your shirt, and you had to push him away firmly before he finally released his grip on you. His eyes were wide in horror as he looked at you, tears pouring out from his eyes as he quivered.

"Porco, please, tell me what's wrong!" you pleaded, terrifyed. You thought about Marcel, praying for his brother to be still alive.

"It's Marco..." he moaned between his sobs, before putting his hand over his mouth to supress his wails, unsuccesfully. You felt your own eyes watering again.

"What is it?" You pressed him. His legs gave in as he slid on the floor, to your feet. You crouched in front of him, cupping his face with your hand, gently. "Please, tell me, Porco..."

You already knew what he was about to say. You realised why he had said that he wasn't strong enough to loose anybody. He was tearing up just in front of you.

"He's dead..." he answered, before breaking down and crying, his whole figure shaking. You were crying too. You knew it was part of the life you had chosen. You knew that it was going to be like this until you die too. But the pain was immense. And yet... You were relieved that it wasn't him.

You managed to calm down after a while as you noticed that your friend's state seemed to be worsening. You were now concerned with Porco, was he too sensitive for this life ? He was almost choking, barely able to take his breath between sobs and cries. His voice was broken from his despaired weeps, infiltrated by sheer horror that made you shiver. The more you paid attention to him, the more you were frightened. What had he seen to be in such perdition?

"Porco... What happenned ? Look at me, please !"

The fear in your voice must have reached him, because he obeyed, trying to regain control over himself, in vain. His eyes were haunted, guilty, drowned in absolute distress.

"I don't know what to do..." he moaned, overwhelmed. You were desperate to find a way to help him cope with all of these emotions. You plunged your eyes into his, trying to figure out what to do. You could read the struggle he was going through, to talk or to remain silent. There was something from today that he needed to say, but was afraid to let out. Something that made you shiver. You were torn between your curiosity and fear. Did you want to hear it ? From the look in his eyes, you had a feeling that it would completely disrupt something. It was going to scar you. And as much as he seemed needy to tell you, Porco looked terrifyed to speak. He was desperate, lost. You were as well.

What had he seen ?

> A : You console him, without digging further. (12) > B : You make him talk, you need to know, regardless of the consequences. (13)

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sincerelyyourmother · 4 years ago

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Sweet Little Thing~

Master list❤ Asks are open!

Porco Galliard x fem!reader

MDNI 18+ CONTENT

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Content Warnings! Unprotected sex, creampie, light spanking, dirty talk, fluff and smut, a quickie in the kitchen, Porco being soft for his girl, praising, light hair pulling twitter link, smut under the cut

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There you were, swinging the hips Porco so loved to grip like a lifeline, to the soft melodies that danced from the speaker you set up in the kitchen to entertain yourself while you cleaned up the mess from making dinner.

Guess it would be important to note you were just shimmying around in a pair of black cotton panties along with a slim-fitting black turtle neck that hugged the curve of your tits so perfectly. Sure you knew this sight would make Porco foam at the mouth like a rabid dog in desperate need to get a taste of the delicious meat prancing around in front of his dumb face, and that thought alone was the sole reason for it all in the first place.

The excitement rose in the deep pit of your stomach as the time slowly but surely arrived for your lovely boyfriend to arrive home from work. Sure he would be tired and in desperate need of some loving from his favorite girl.

The loud thuds of your lovers’ boots echoed off the floors as he made his way through the house to get to the kitchen where he could hear the faint music, the smell of his favorite meal sifting through the air. Just the smell alone was enough to determine him to express his gratitude in a loving embrace, but before he could finish his thought he stopped in his tracks once he stepped into the kitchen. Watching your perfect ass sway to the music in those small and soft panties turned off all the logic in his head he once had.

You felt his presence in the room with you, turning to see his dumb-founded expression, mouth gaping open in awe of the sight. You could practically hear the gears turning in his brain.

You gave your boyfriend a warm smile and reached your arms out to him. “Welcome home, Baby. You look tired, you have a good day at work?”

He was quick to sweep you up in his arms once he heard your warm welcome. You were almost surprised by his sudden action since he was just standing still in a dazed mind just a second ago.

You wrap your arms around his neck, gently rubbing your soft hands along his back in a soothing matter, making him melt from your touch as he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck to take in your scent. You smelled like home to him.

“You look so pretty, I missed you, why do you smell so good?” Porco rambled his incoherent thoughts aloud, his mind just flooded with the thought of you, he was already love-drunk and all you had to do was say hello.

A smile formed on your lips, pressing your chest against him to pull him closer. “I made your favorite for dinner, you wanna eat?” Your voice was soft and smooth in his ear, he thought then and there he might fall to his knees and pray he would never lose an angel like you.

Porcos’ hands travel down your backside to grab handfuls of your plump ass with burning hands. “Right now I’m hungry for you.” His words erupted from the depths of his chest, a true undertone of pure hunger and lust for you. You could already feel his throbbing erection against your stomach, the hard object poking you right in your pit of butterflies.

He wasted no time and flipping you around and bending you over the counter, a hand still playful grabbing and spanking on one of your cheeks as the other grasped into your locks to keep your head on the cool countertops.

“You’ve been such a good girl for me lately, always treating me so nice I feel like I almost don’t deserve it.”

He gives your cheek a light spank, watching the fat jiggle before pulling those black cotton panties down to your ankles. The cool air fanning your sopping cunt made your knees buckle in excitement.

“I’ve worked hard right? I’m providing for my sweet little thing, I deserve this pretty pussy don’t I?” He runs his middle finger through your slick, stimulating your clit for a moment.

“Yes baby you deserve it, I want you to use me. I can make you feel good, fuck me how you like.”

You know your words of affirmation weren’t needed to boost his already inflated ego but the rush he gets every time was worth it, and it only took him a matter of seconds to whip it out and slip deep inside you but not before he rubbed his tip through your wet a few times like lip balm.

An impatient moan slipped past your lips, placing your hands on the counter for some stability once your knees decided to give in on you. It was almost pathetic how they would buckle at his first thrust almost every time.

The beautiful dirty song you played every time he entered you drove him up the wall, he was never a fan of slow starts, and even though you were fully aware of that it still never seemed to cease your shock once that swift pace set afoot. A violent set of sloppy thrusts filling up your mind with nothing but pure ecstasy.

Porcos’ grunts and breaths were heavenly angels song to your ears as usual. “Fuck, such a sweet little thing, so fucking wet for me.” His voice quivers as he draws closer to his release. “-M’ gonna fill you up good baby, gonna fill you up- Ah! C’mon come for me baby girl”

Just a few more quick snaps of his hips were enough to set that tremble in your legs and set you both off into a break of fireworks. His thick spurts of white filling up your insides and spilling out the sides of his girth. Your pussy throbbing intensely around his swollen cock, leaving you both a panting mess.

“God, you’re so fucking amazing, baby.”

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bakugohoex · 4 years ago

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status: ongoing

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- 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔!!

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status: ongoing

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geopfert · 4 years ago

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@vvasilisa said: ❛ Be brave. ❜ * pieck to falco :^)

Cold hands grip him by the throat, two at once, and rip him out of sleep. Unconsciousness is cut out of him like a dead organ. It drops away and he, lighter for it, jolts upright in pain. And the pain is everywhere. He struggles, a scream tangled somewhere in his tiny throat, as he falls into waiting arms, familiar arms, arms that bring him no comfort. Get off me, Pieck! Can’t you hear him?! — “No, let me!” The words climb out of him like mangled survivors, slit up the belly, all their guts spilling out. All his guts.

He can’t see, is struck blind with panic. His head is rent to shreds by a warning call, some parting words that are nothing, nothing, nothing at all. Not good enough. Wasted! Why did you waste it! “My brother, he’s out there!” His voice catches, overturns. He is pinned, too easily restrained. Has every fiber of his body turned to reeds instead of muscle and bone? A confusion of horrified masks assaults his vision, of arms, a shove, a gripping hand. It cannot be too late. He can still reach him, he can still save him. It cannot end like this.

“Please, the titan— It’s right next to him, somebody do something! He’s my brother, please help him! MARCEL—!!”

Falco freezes. Slim-framed child, cold and empty child. A child that holds a hero, a thief and a sacrifice in his head. Fragmented, painstakingly reassembled, Falco finds himself in Pieck’s arms, her grip iron-wrought on his shoulders. She kept him from leaping out of the cot, leaping to nothing, because nothing is there. A heart beats itself to death in his chest, each breath sawing at his windpipe like a jagged knife. Nothing is there. Nothing at all. Marcel/Colt is dead. Porco/Falco can’t do anything to change that. And Porco is dead, too.

[ ‘ ———Be brave. ’ ]

A whisper, dull and blunted to his ears. And hollow. So hollow. Horror-round eyes stare back at the scarred face of the warrior, marks of her second skin slowly fading from view. She was always close by in his memories, a gentle voice, angling for mischief, angling for... something more, or something else. He always liked Pieck. She is with him now. Trying to soothe, maybe. Trying to make him swallow the anguish in his mouth. Like medicine. It’ll hurt like hell going down, but you’ll be better off with it sealed away in your belly. He knows. He knows, he knows.

But he knows so much, now. It comes rushing back, a fluttering of black wings, a rustling of mean feathers. His head is full with all the things he knows. Blood must be leaking out of his ears. Mr. Galliard... He isn’t here. Falco’s stomach turns again, as if he just now recalls, as if he hasn’t done his grieving yet, as if he remembers it for the first time. No one is here. They’re all dead. They all died for something he can’t see. Is he sad or is he angry? Mostly angry. Mostly furious, the way only a child can be furious. Something large and ancient snarls in his blood, in anticipation. Anger, it understands.

The urge to sink his teeth into flesh has been overpowering, not mindless, not simple. It was a very elaborate feeling, a rage with layers, with supporting structures. But it was blind, it took what it could get. A punch through his spine; a memory of carnage. Why is everybody eating everybody else? Why can’t he get anyone back? Why did he close his jaws around Pieck’s neck? Because someone has to take it. Someone has to carry the leftover anger. The weight of it leaves the boy panting. He thinks he’ll split at the seams.

“Miss Pieck, I...” Suddenly small again, his voice loses the rough touch, the knife’s edge of despair. Falco’s voice, again. “I’m sorry I... hurt you. I didn’t mean to. I didn’t mean to hurt anybody.”

#*falco #vvasilisa #he's doing terrific #;;meme

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aitan · 6 years ago

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Slim Gailliard, “The Dirty Rooster” (also known as “F__k off”) - 1938

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muselover1901 · 6 years ago

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21 tag

Answer and tag 21 (lolol) individuals. Tagged by the lovely @puffdragongirl <3

1. Nicknames: Rose, Rosie, Ajee (A-gee? idk I have no idea how to write it but my mom is really the only one who uses it), Aha, and best of all “Mom” (to my dance friends)

2. Zodiac Sign: Pisces

3. Height: 5′ 3″

4. Hogwarts House: HUFFLEPUFF!!!

5. Last Thing I Googled: How to spell “pisces” lol

6. Favorite Musicians: Lake Street Dive, The Oh Hellos, Radwimps, Bomba Estereo, John Williams, Gustav Holst, Aaron Copeland, Slim Galliard and Slam Stewart, Ella Fitzgerald........ this could go for actual days so I’m going to stop here.

7. Song Stuck in My Head: Ac-Cent-Tchu-Ate the Positive by Ella Fitzgerald (I just came back from swing dancing, so that’s why)

8. Following Now: 77

9. Followers: 11? But like not really? Tumblr has always given me like 6 nonexistent followers. There’s really like 5 of you and you’re all great.

10. Do I Get Asks?: Nope, because there’s just 5 of you out there lol

11. Amount of Sleep?: No less than 6.5 hours usually, I aim for 7.5-8.5.

12. Lucky Number: I don’t really have one? Maybe 4?

13. What I’m Wearing: Jeans (almost wrote genes lol) and a blue button up shirt. Everything is sweaty from dancing of course

14. Dream Job: Kickass high school biology teacher. I’m so close!

15. Dream Trip: Rural Japan, but also returning to Ecuador porque se extraño

16. Favorite Food: Sushi. It’s rare I’ll say no to it, even if it’s the crappy grocery store kind.

17. Instruments: Flute and piccolo. Mostly flute now, because my picc is hard to control and really loud.

18. Languages: English, Spanish, working hard to self-teach Japanese

19. Favorite Song: This is a loaded question. I would say it’s a tie between Copeland’s Appalachian Spring Suite and Stravinsky’s Firebird Suite.

20. Random Fact: I love dancing and singing, but I used to hate both because I was scared of people judging me.

21. Aesthetic: Glamourous vintage field biologist dancer covered in bees

Tagging, let’s try @yumi-cha @yukiialice @whatthehorsedoicallthisblog ?

#meme thing #I have now realized how weird I am #it's an eclectic mix over here friends #join the party

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snkpolls · 7 years ago

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SnK Chapter 98 Poll Results

The chapter 98 poll closed with a record 1,771 responses. Thank you to everyone for participating.

RATE THE CHAPTER (1,711 RESPONSES)

If you disliked this chapter, you were very much in the minority. Only 1% of respondents rated it poorly. Satisfaction with recent Marley chapters have been generally positive, but this is the highest rating since we started the poll.

This chapter was so fire I had to call 911 after I read it

Goddamned life ruining basements.

Sadly, SNK is eventually going to end, and having taken the time to properly explain its unique universe and its characters will that day leave to this world the completed masterpiece it has the potential to be

I gasped during the "I'm Dr. Yeagar'" scene, but I almost threw my phone from excitement from the "Hey, it's been 4 years huh Reiner." I was one of the people that thought I wouldn't care for the young Warriors, but damn, this chapter won me over. Especially Falco. The awesome character building scenes, the mystery behind Tybur & Magath, the attitude's of the vet Warriors, and Eren's new shred of awesomeness made this one of my favorite chapters.

Magath is still making me wet with his humanity, Willy needs a hug and some Hellos D, I can't believe the East Sea Clan is actually a thing (eeeek) and if Falco gets hurt I will die. Also where's Annie.

I think the entire chapter could be my favorite moment.

Willy and Magath vs Levi for clean house?

When Jaegerbowl became SUPER JAEGER BROTHERS, GET HYPE EVERYBODY

ON THE SUPREME CUTENESS SCALE OF 10-10 HOW CUTE WAS ALL OF THIS??? (1,721 Responses)

Because of our own intense fangirling after reading this chapter, we had to lead off the poll with something fun. Thankfully most didn’t mind and agreed with us that this chapter was packed with supreme cuteness.

Remember when attack on titan was dark? Now it's all rainbows and unicorns. Jk, I loved this chapter.

ON THE BEST DAD SCALE OF 420-10 HOW GREAT WAS REINER??? (1,721 Responses)

It’s also nice to see that 84% of us agree that Papa Reiner was just awesome! 275 people disagreed, including one commenter below.

Reiner accompanying the kids at the festival was SOOO DAMN CUTE

Reigner is my favourite moment every chapter.

This chapter was great. Seeing daddy Reiner was one of the sweetest moments in SNK

This may be an unpopular opinion but Reigner honestly feels like the least interesting character in the whole arc. We have all these shiny new characters that are in desperate need of character development and all we keep getting is more and more Reigner. Reigner this, Reigner that, Isayama is starting to sound like a bunch of Bertholdts. Where is the love for Colt, Porco, Ms Exactly Right, Theo and more? Grim Reminder 2.0 also needs to happen fast.

this one salty anon saying reiner is the least interesting character of marley are you in your right mind or are your standards simply just low

THERE WERE SO MANY GREAT MOMENTS THAT WE’RE GONNA BREAK ‘EM INTO TWO QUESTIONS. BATCH ONE IS THE SWEET THINGS. WHICH OF THESE MOMENTS MADE YOU SMILE THE MOST? (1,720 Responses)

I love how difficult it was for people to choose a best moment. “Reiner as Marley’s Best Dad and ATM” eked out the number one slot by just 1 vote. “All of the above” was second and Falco’s near confession was a distant third.

Reiner awkwardly avoiding eye contact with Galliard.

Eren spending one month undercover by disguising himself as Sad Keanu

Porco being low-key supportive of Falco and the parallels it draws with his own life/relationship with Reiner.

Falco's proud face when he guides Reiner to the basement.

BATCH TWO ARE THE SERIOUS THINGS. WHICH OF THESE MOMENTS MOST CAUGHT YOUR ATTENTION? (1,718 Responses)

Basement Reveal 2.0 was our favorite moment. Twenty-four percent of the fandom couldn’t pick just one, making “All of the above” the number two selection. Eren meeting his grandfather and the mysterious Asian women round out the third and fourth pick.

When Reiner Meets Eren

The asian woman is about on par with basement 2 electric boogaloo but i could only pick one so im cheating a bit pls dont be angry

While you've mentioned all the moments that stood out most to me, I can say I definitely appreciated the variety of races drawn as they were distinct, reasonable designs. All in all, these are all awesome moments, it's hard to pick favorites in this chapter.

DID YOU HAVE A FAVORITE MOMENT WE FAILED TO MENTION? (237 Responses)

You can sense the excitement for a chapter when 237 people take the time to gush in the comments section. If you want to read them all, you’ll need to visit the full poll results but here are a few.

Zeke's three-level comment about being a big brother (works for Colt, Porco and Zeke himself), also Zeke playing catch with Colt and Eren playing with Zeke's ball.

Eren basically slamming that baseball right in his gorgeous face is kinda one of the best moments!?!?

PORCO SMILING AT FALCO'S VICTORY

Gabi waking up. Those panels were so detailed on her face, I'm worried that little Gabi is waving her death flags. I almost had a heart attack because I thought for a second she was Mikasa when I first read through.

Gabi's relationship with Udo and Zofia and the "devil" line

Cory in the house finally meeting the fresh prince of bel-air

black people being not so stereotypical. they just looked like people, not over-cheerful big lipped afro hair stereotype or anything like that

The attitude and mystery of that old asian woman

SEVERAL CHARACTERS HAD THEIR SASS GAME ON STRONG. WHO DID IT BEST? (1,718 Responses)

Eren’s “Good to see you made it back home” was declared the sassiest line by a significant majority. Sassmaster Pieck was second with her slam about entrusting the Paradis operation to four kids. My personal favorite was Porco’s hugely sarcastic “We have some awfully bright officials leading us”, but only 5% agreed with me.

While “Good to see you made it back home” was the winner, it wasn’t without controversy. I saw several comments on Reddit and Tumblr from people who thought that Eren wasn’t being sassy when he said them. It’s possible I suppose, but unless a lot of has changed in the last four years, I find it hard to believe he was being sincere.

WITH ALL THE NEW CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT, IT’S TIME TO ASK AGAIN. WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE OF THE NEW KIDDOS? (1,701 Responses)

Perfect little bean Falco wins by a landslide! Was there every any doubt? Gabi is far more polarizing but has maintained a loyal fanbase. She came in second with 16.9%. Zophia received 133 votes (7.8%). Colt received 98 votes (5.8%). The wine-spilling, multi-lingual, “not from around here” Udo received the fewest votes with 76 (4.5%).

Falco's smile, I just want to hug him as if he were my little brother/cousin ^^

Falco cemented his status as a cinammon roll. I'd hate for him to get toasted in the next chapter, considering what's about to go down in the basement!

Gabi's ego is charming.

CUTE ZOPHIE

Udo is the most precious kid and I love him a lot and if he dies, I die. (I keep saying this about all my faves but it's true.)

ON A SCALE FROM 1-5 (1=STILL CAN’T STAND ‘EM; 5=DAMMIT I GOT SUCKED IN), HAS THE NEW CAST WON YOU OVER? (1,717 Responses)

Isayama deserves mad props for introducing a brand new cast and gradually making us care about them. More than 65% of us now have strong feelings for the Warriors and candidate kiddos .

Pieck. Just Pieck.

I can't believe I got sucked into Marley. This chapter just solidified my new found affection for 90% of the Marley characters, and even though I do miss the main cast I'm totally fine with more Marley chapters! Gabi went from hate to fave in a heartbeat. I must be sick? Not to mention all the pokkopikku moments... Honestly I'm in love with SNK all over again. RIP Me.

I used to not be very fond of the warrior cadets, but this chapter just filled me with love for those kids. My only problem is that I KNOW Isayama is trying to get me to sympathize with them before ultimately crushing my soul and having something terrible happen :(

I still hate all the kids, but Reiner has got some brownie points with me now.

ANY THOUGHTS ON WHAT WILLY'S "SINGLE ANSWER" IS? (1,685 Responses)

Our single answer to Willy’s single answer is that we are all over the place with ideas. A slim majority believe that Willy is going to propose a genocide starting in Liberio, but there were almost 100 write ins with other options. Here are a few.

Definitely the elimination of Paradis

I think he found a way to turn even non-Eldians into titans and he will try to create some sort of balance of terror.

I think he'll give a long winded speech, and just when he's about to lay it all out, *loud boom* *lightning* Grim Reminder part 2

A possible solution for all of this is Eren eating all shifters and sealing himself in a crystal, like Annie, forever. We still haven't seen if Annie has aged inside the crystal or not though. I wonder if this is Willy's solution.

Someone will kill him before he tells the answer

High School Eldian Musical

I dunno. But it sure as hell ain't anything good, that's for sure. Just what are you up to, you slippery snake?

I have no idea but I'm 300% convinced that the Tiber family was in contact with the Reiss one the whole time (remember the "Armored - Braun" vial Rod Reiss had? That was Reiner's spinal fluid and how the frick frack it ended inside the Walls??). I think that will play a big role in whatever Willy Billy is planning to do.

I'd say gather Loki and the Avengers to obtain the nine titan powers, using it to control the the Eldians who'll win over foreign leaders and defeat Marley, then proceed to turn on said ambassadors as well as the Eldians they're controlling.

Destroy all perceptions that Eldians are the only ones who can turn titans and use the ambassadors as an example, bringing chaos

Dunno how plausible this is but...maybe he knows how to get rid of the Eldians's capacity to turn into titans, and that's his single answer ?

Either kill all non-Eldians or gain the coordinate and somehow mindwipe all Eldian and non-Eldians alike somehow. Or something idk. I just feel like mindwiping will come into play. Either that or unite Marley and Eldia and ally with the Asians and fight against literally the rest of the world.

Final solution, Willy Hitler

"We will allow the Paradisians to live in peace if they can win a game of baseball against our best team: The Warriors."

¯\_(ツ)_/¯

DO YOU THINK WILLY WILL ULTIMATELY BE THE BIG BAD OF THE SERIES? (1,710 Responses)

“Willy or wont he” be the big bad of the series? Gray morality wins. But whatever Willy has planned is making a large number of us uncomfortable.

This chapter made me feel really uneasy. Willy Tyber is throwing me off, and I'm really nervous for whatever he has planned next chapter. I feel like this was almost too good, too sweet, too happy. Something big is about to happen, I can feel it, and I know Tyber's gonna be at the center of it. I don't trust him, and I love that this chapter made me feel something this strongly.

I feel like Willy's "If only the titans didn't exist" was a giveaway. Willy will try to remove all titan powers, either by killing all Eldians (he should know that's gonna be hard to accomplish), or by collecting all titan powers and locking it up idk how. But genocide is not out of the question. He might do it, but even if he does, I don't think I'll really see him as your typical "villain."

Well, damn guys... What if Willy's not even the bad guy, huh? He has shady plans of his own, no doubt... But to just say he's seeking genocide is too far fetched, in my honest opinion. Yes, I don't have a clue as to what he's going to do, but I'm not ready to label him a murderer yet. Maybe I just got charmed by that "Thor-like" haircut, but to me it seemed like he genuinely felt bad for closing his eyes on the treatment of Eldians, and wanted to change that. Of course, Paradis could be the scapegoat, but I don't know about that either. Oh well... We have to wait and see, I guess...

WHO DO YOU THINK MAGATH'S INFORMANTS ARE THAT LET HIM KNOW ABOUT THE EXISTENCE OF "MICE IN THE HOUSE"? (1,678 Responses)

Eren, Pieck, P A T H S and Colt received the most write-in votes (in that order), but the majority believe we haven’t met the person spying on the inside for Magath.

I didn't understand what they meant by this when I first read it, and I barely still know after reading it again after reading this question.

I wanted to say the SC being spies, but I really think it's either other countries' spies or just mean other countries' leaders/elites had arrived.

It would be interesting character-wise for Magath if he discovered Zeke was legitimately (I have my doubts) conspiring with Eren/Paradis. Magath could be more grey, should he prosecute Zeke, keep it to himself, or join in.

Probably some competent high-ranking Marleyan soldier but the ultimate plot-twist would be Pieck (imagine Zeke being the one snitched out by his most trusted warrior)

Zeke. If Zeke's working with Eren (and not just talking to him but actually helping him), then I think it's possible that Zeke's sort of double-crossing Magath. He could act like he's interested in cleansing Marley by ridding it of the "mice," or he's simply acting interested in Magath and Willy's plan so as to get inside info on what they're up to.

DO YOU THINK EREN HAS BEEN CORRESPONDING WITH ZEKE? (1,714 Responses)

The baseball glove was proof positive for 86.1% of the fandom.

I wonder if Zeke realizes that it's Eren with whom he's communicating? He only saw Eren once, when his glasses were off, so even if they met in person, I'm not sure he'd recognize Eren. Eren could be hiding his true identity from Zeke to avoid being stabbed in the back for the coordinate.

DO YOU THINK ZEKE AND EREN ARE WORKING TOGETHER? (1,711 Responses)

The majority say yes!

We should ask Pieck if Zeke is working with Eren... Because Pieck is exactly right.

Zeke has no side. He is with Eren but he will also rat him out to Magath.

DID ZEKE KNOW THAT EREN WAS IN THE BASEMENT AT THE FESTIVAL? (1,708 Responses)

Zeke looked at his watch and gave Falco permission to escort Reiner to the basement despite it being almost time for the program to begin. That, plus the baseball glove, is enough to convince 72.5% of us that Zeke was in on the Reiner/Eren reunion.

DO YOU THINK A REZ (REINER, EREN, ZEKE) ALLIANCE IS GONNA HAPPEN? (1,708 Responses)

We were a little more divided here. Most are convinced Zeke and Eren are working together but they are less confident that Reiner will join them.

He doesn't forgive but does work with reigner and zeke.

I can see Eren working together with Zeke or actually manipulating and using him, while Zeke thinks he's his pure cinnamon roll brother. But I don't think a Reiner/Eren alliance will work. Like why would Reiner want to help Eren? Why would Isayama want to fucking ruin Bertolt's life after his dead even more?

I hope Reiner and Eren will be good boys and won't fight. I also hope November will come quickly.

I'm dying to know WHY Eren gave away his presence to Reiner. like WHY take such a risk omg. I gotta read the next chapter asap!!!!

DO YOU THINK EREN IS OPERATING ALONE OR WITH SC PERMISSION? (1,717 Responses)

My personal feeling are in the #2 red zone here. More than half the fandom feels that Eren’s appearance in Marley is fully sanctioned by the Survey Corps.

If Eren really had gone rogue & left Paradis, that means Paradis are one 1 shifter less so more reason for them to recruit Annie as Eren's replacement

Why would they send Eren of all people to Marley? Eren is very well known as a person who can't easily control his emotions, and someone who isn't very good at acting. Just look how bad he did in the Stohess Arc. If he was the only person who could regenarate limbs, I'd understand. But why not send Armin? He has shown to be much better than Eren in both acting and manipulating people. He was also shown to have some slight understanding of Reiner's feelings, so why not him? How could they trust the most emotional person on the team? Has Eren really changed that much?

TIME SKIP EREN SEEMS VERY DIFFERENT FROM HIS 15 YEAR OLD SELF, MAYBE COLDER, CERTAINLY MORE IN CONTROL OF HIS EMOTIONS. WHERE DO YOU THINK EREN NOW LANDS ON THE MORALITY SCALE? IS HE STILL “ONE OF THE GOOD GUYS”? (1,710 Responses)

This poll result surprised me. On the far extremes, 253 people think Eren is a cinnamon roll while 52 individuals categorize him as essentially scum of the earth. The majority seem to be taking a “wait and see attitude” about his intentions.

"Eren is the same old cinnamon roll" .......Since when has Eren "I will destroy all titans/murder these rabid dogs masquerading as humans/make sure your death is the most painful possible" Yeager been a cinnamon roll? Sin-amon roll, maybe. But even that's kinda a stretch.

I think he: is older and wiser, has a better understanding of the world (and how cruel and unfair it is, I think he's kind of emo) and the memories are affecting him somewhat.

war changes a man

This kid has seen some shit. I don't doubt he's haunted as hell. And that's pretty haunted.

IF EREN IS ACTING DIFFERENTLY, WHAT HAS INFLUENCED HIM THE MOST? (1,715 Responses)

Close to 60% of respondents believe the influence of Kruger and Grisha’s memories have made Eren a changed man. Basic maturity was the second pick with 30%. In third place, 6.6% of respondents think he hasn’t changed and believe that Eren’s cold demeanor is only an act.

A lot of things have changed Eren, starting from him losing his family and friends, seeing the titans,fighting them and discovering the truth about them, his father and his half-brother. Also seeing the state the Marleys and Eldians are now. So a lot of things have changed Eren and turned him into who he is now.

All except 'he hasn't changed' but I do think the memories had the most affect. Hell after he got those memories he didn't even care about the ocean anymore. I think he realized that there was no freedom inside the walls or outside of them. Which basically made his original goal to 'break humanity out of its cage and eliminate all the titans' meaningless. Really sad honesty.

All of the coordinate boys get chill eventually

Blurrier moral realization combined with his dwindling lifespan

If we remember the kind if shit he went through it's only natural to assume that he changed. Just like Reiner, all his childhood dreams and goals were shattered to pieces when he saw the bigger picture.

Revenge against the people who genocides our folks generally do that to you.

depression's a bitch

He's coming more dickhead than before that's all

HE'S CHANGED GIVEN THE GARBAGE CIRCUMSTANCES

Marley pizza. That shit is life-changing. Reiner can testify.

IF EREN’S ACTIONS BRING HARM TO THE WARRIORS OR CANDIDATES (FALCO OR PIECK, FOR INSTANCE), WOULD THIS IMPACT YOUR FEELINGS ABOUT HIM NEGATIVELY? (1,703 Responses)

I suppose the bottom line here is that the fandom likes the new kids, but they like Eren better. This is war and people get hurt. A slim majority will not hold it against Eren if his actions hurt the warriors or warrior candidates.

If Eren manipulated Falco and doesn't care about him, I will cry.

I LOVE REINER BRAUN AND EREN BETTER LEAVE HIM AND ALL THE OTHER MARLEYAN WARRIORS AND CANDIDATES ALONE

Can we discuss that all the Jaegers are probably ruining the lives of the Grice family? Grisha with the original, Zeke playing Colt, Eren adopting Falco... Poor kiddos.

PROTECT FALCO AT ALL THE COSTS

HOW BADLY DO YOU WANT TO RETURN TO THE ORIGINAL CAST ON PARADIS? (1,712 Responses)

No matter how much we enjoy the current chapters, these poll numbers barely change. A significant portion of the fandom remains desperate to see the main cast.

Although a few fans are impatient to see the SC, I enjoy to see that Isayama is taking is time and is not rushing this part.

I still want the series to bring back the Paradis cast while staying in Marley. I have the feeling things are about to kick into overdrive next chapter, with the landmark chapter 100 incoming, and I'd love it if the finale remained in Marley while having the whole cast there. Have Paradis left for flashbacks/explanations and the epilogue, the mainland's a perfect staging ground for the end of this.

I swear to Ymir if we leave Marley in this cliffhanger there will be riots

I want the 104th back.

With the reveal of the Asian clan symbol (FINALLY), I strongly feel as though Mikasa and the rest of the Survey Corps are going to show up really soon. I expect them to finally return on issue #100, but on next month's issue would be even better!

ISAYAMA-SAN PLEASE SHOW TIME-SKIP LEVI.

WHICH CHARACTERS DO YOU GENERALLY ENJOY THE MOST? (1,714 Responses)

RIP my beloved Vets :(

WHERE DO YOU PRIMARILY DISCUSS THE SERIES? (1,695 Responses)

ANY OTHER CHAPTER THOUGHTS YOU'D LIKE TO SHARE?

Hajime Isayama blowing my mind

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGG *screams into the abyss*

With tgis new infomation its more liekly that the marleyans have sour cream

He [Willy] will tell the real story of how the titans came into existence, and by fusing all nine titan powers together you get the same powers as the original Ymir Fritz had so you can do some voodoo shit and "cure" all Eldians of their curse. Everyone gets to live happily ever after, oh, and Levi opens up his tea shop.

I really liked the scene with Eren playing with the baseball. He looked so calm

I really enjoyed the entire chapter. It felt like a break but it revealed a ton. I am so eager to keep reading.

P A T H S

Reiner looks so handsome in his uniform >.>

RIP Reiner's wallet

The Asian woman I need to know more

I appreciated the worldbuilding in this chapter. The festival scene in particular showed how big the scale was compared to Paradis. Leaning Eldians lived in other parts of the world and not only Marley, puts things into perspective about their goals. If Paradis is submitted, other Eldians would melt in the population slowly but surely. The REZ alliance or whatever its' called, is completely bull: Zeke isn't going to team up with someone going against his plans. Also Eren didn't mature. He still shares the same goal, but he became way more cunning about it thanks to Kruger and Grisha's memories. He inherited their democratic skills and would gladly use them against Reiner. He never forgave Reiner and isn't going to forgive him. Since Bert died and Shiganshina was rebuild, that alleviated his rage, but he feels like he has to take Reiner down.

It's not so much this chapter sucked, it's just that I'm so sick ok Marley, so I couldn't enjoy it that much

On a serious note, finding out that Grandad Yeager is also a trauma patient at the hospital was heart-breaking. But it makes sense: both of his children are dead and his grandson Zeke is due to "pass on his powers" (die) soon too. I wonder what he'll do if he finds out that Eren is his grandson too, is also a Titan AND has the Founding Titan power? Uh oh! Also worth happy screeching about: That symbol on the back of the Asian lady's kimono. That had to be a deliberate reveal? Is that the symbol of the East Sea Clan from whom Mikasa is descended from and will she reveal that symbol on her wrist?! Last but not least, Reiner gets his own basement reveal and Eren is in there!

The cult of reigner has affected the typesetters i must now retire to the forest where i will live as a hermit with the treefolk only coming out once a month to read the mangastream translation this is my vow so help me god and may the lord be my witness

I know I say this every month, but man is next chapter gonna be a doozy! Eren and Reiner finally meeting is going to stir up some feelings and arguments.

Is Willy going to let the cat out of the bag about the Tyburs being the power behind the leaders of Marley? Will the play be the true history of what happened after the Titan War?

I think Willy is actually plotting to overthrow the Marleys and bring power to the Eldians Maybe he's joined forces with Eren and Zeke and we still don't know. I think he wants to restore the Eldian race.

I hope we get to know more about the actual history of "The Subjects of Ymir", perhaps in the form of a theatrical play on that stage. Where do people get this genocide thing from, only from the Nazi parallels? If Willy were planning it, then why did he talk about how the whole world wants exactly that to happen and how he thought up a solution to this problem? Really sounds like he's got something entirely DIFFERENT up his sleeve, and I guess it's got something to do with how Ymir created titans in the first place.

Is Willy going to let the cat out of the bag about the Tyburs being the power behind the leaders of Marley? Will the play be the true history of what happened after the Titan War?

Pieck and Porco are ALWAYS together what's up with that and also we never see Zeke's eyes in this chapter

Zhophia is a Annie relative, Udo is Naruto's son too (Boruto's brother).

Eren meeting Reiner has me so FUCKING HYPED for the next chapter that I so anxious for November. Isayama you damn torturer!!!!

Zeke is a majestic beast leaping for that ball.

Eren meeting Reiner has me so FUCKING HYPED for the next chapter that I so anxious for November. Isayama you damn torturer!!!!

99/100 hype is real

#snk poll #snk chapter 98 #snk 98 #thank you to everyone who participated #thank you to those who reblogged it #thanks to everyone who helped

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inthenameofthemoonmoon · 7 years ago

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You leeches are more offensive to Gaia than Slim Jims!

Paula Danger, the Luchador of Loud, Ajaba Apex/Galliard

#werewolf the apocalypse #werewolf #galliard #submission

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rahabs · 7 years ago

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Glory Be

“Dance with me. Rule with me. Stay by my side, and only mine, as I will stay by yours,” Spain whispered fiercely, feeling his husband’s hands move to cradle his head, cold lips meeting his forehead like a benediction.

I’m alive, and have officially started my Masters in medieval history. To celebrate, and because I’ve been feeling like Death run over the past few days, have a terrible SpAus fic that was originally an outtake from a larger (and much better written) historical longfic that I’ve been absently piecing together for years. I may not write as many fics as quickly as I used to, but I’ve long since resigned myself to being in Hetalia for as long as my love of history endures.

READ IT ON ( AO3 ) OR ( FF.NET )

OR UNDER THE CUT.

note: for best results, read on AO3.

Austria’s hands were smaller than his.

It was something Spain had known since the beginning—one of the first things he’d noticed when he’d taken Austria’s hand all those years ago and slid on the ring that would bind them inexorably to one another—but always came back to, marvelling at the difference, knowing that, despite the slender, delicate look of them, Austria’s hands were capable of bearing great weights, and clutching at tremendous burdens.

He wouldn’t have guessed that at first, not truly. They all had war in their pasts, blood on their hands, but Austria, young and frightened for all that he’d tried to hide it behind a mask of cold determination, hadn’t looked as though he’d spent his early childhood with his body encased in armour, a sword in his hands, for all that Spain had felt the calluses on his pale hands, and for all that Austria’s elevation to archduchy had proven that there was more to him than what met the eye.

Now, as the music bade Austria to turn to him once more, the room warm and full with the sound of laughter and the movement of bodies, he thought he knew the man at his side better than anyone else.

And he liked, craved, what he saw; the potential inherent in such a union, in such a partner.

The things we can do, he thought as Austria’s hand rested in his own, the calluses still there, and if Spain looked hard enough, he almost thought he could see the blood of the Turks staining the lily-white skin.

“Dance with me,” he breathed as Austria turned his face towards him, the marks of the Spanish court shallowly etched into the careful, but still incomplete, mask he wore as his expression.

“Dance with me,” Spain repeated again, and Austria raised an eyebrow as they were swept up by the music.

“I am dancing with you, schatz,” he said dryly as their hands met, German sounding strange alongside the Spanish words, feet moving in the intricate patterns of the pavaniglia. Spain grinned widely at the term, knowing how rare they were from the nation he had called husband these past decades, and his hand squeezed Austria’s lightly.

“No,” Spain said, his grin softening as he watched the light play across Austria’s face, their hands releasing so that they faced one another before they turned away, moving with the other dancers to face one another on the diagonal. Austria’s footsteps were graceful and sure now, but Spain could remember a time when that grace had been conscious and forced, not second nature like it was surely becoming. He matched Austria with confidence, flashing another grin. They glided closer before drifting away again, awash in a sea of expertly crafted skirts and careful finery. Spain turned once, and when he looked back Austria was there and they began the steps forward, teasing and light. Another turn and more distance, but then the music changed its pace as they slid together, Austria executing a graceful turn of his own before their hands met again, Spain pulling Austria perhaps closer than was strictly appropriate.

“I meant only with me,” he said, lowering his head so Austria could hear him over the music. “Dance with me forever, hold my hand in yours, and together Europe will not be able to stand against us. They tremble even now,” he said, the words soft but full of dark promise, even as he dismissed the formidable fight France and the others were always putting up against him while England switched his allegiances too often to keep track of.

Austria didn’t reply at first, his focus divided between Spain’s words and the remaining steps of the dance, but Spain knew, with the certainty of someone who had lived and grown with the still-young archduchy for decades and decades, that the red flush on his face wasn’t solely because of the heat generated by fine wine and dance. When the music finished Spain pressed a finger to Austria’s lips, lightly pulling him to the side, bending his head to rest against the other’s hair, concealing them in one of the many shadows of the court.

“Even now,” he whispered into Austria’s hair, “Europe looks on us warily. France, England, Portugal, they push at our defences and ally themselves with one another out of wariness, and yet they have not managed to take us down, for God has given us these lands, this fortune,” he finished fiercely, and if he closed his eyes he could almost see their empire stretching out before them, war and marriage and conquest and discovery bringing even more territories under his control. He could see this golden world where God’s light shined always, an empire of the true faith, the one faith, all in His name. This Spain could give in return for God’s grace, for delivering unto him all that was his, for allowing him to champion in His name, for no greater honour was there. The excitement coursed through him at the thought and he laughed, joyous and unabashed, letting his arms slip around Austria’s slim waist before he kissed him soundly, without shame, for nations were not men and women, not truly, and God would not punish him for the love he felt for Austria, for were they not His most devoted servants in all things? Had it not been God who had brought them together, who had bestowed upon them this fortune?

He felt Austria’s arms drape loosely around his neck, heard the barely audible intake of air, all these things that only Spain got to see because Austria was his, and not his like South Italy was his, or how the charming childlike Italy was Austria’s, their wards to rule over and protect. No, Austria was his equal in all things.

In the shadows of the Great Hall, shrouded by the bright tapestries that cast shadows in all the right places, Spain grinned. Austria’s eyes were heavy on him, languidly curious, and Spain pulled them into one of the adjoining passages before he could protest, their twin rings glinting in the vanishing light. There he pushed Austria lightly against one of the walls where the stone gave way to brilliant painted glass, and he easily lifted Austria towards the little alcove, seating him there with no protest. Austria’s legs wrapped loosely around the backs of Spain’s thighs as Spain leaned in for another kiss, his hands resting lightly on Spain’s shoulders, and he regarded Spain with an inscrutable expression before be reached up to brush a strand of Spain’s hair back. Spain grinned at that, and he leaned up with a small laugh, wordlessly demanding another kiss. He laughed as Austria tried to pretend he wasn’t smiling.

“Dance with me. Rule with me. Stay by my side, and only mine, as I will stay by yours,” he whispered fiercely, feeling his husband’s hands move to cradle his head, cold lips meeting his forehead like a benediction. “Only with me." There was a rush of possessiveness, his hands tightening their grip, but never hard enough to bruise. “Please.”

“Oh, Spain,” Austria said, voice unreadable, but face softening. He didn’t try to hide the small smile this time, eyes warm in a way they so rarely were, glinting with dangerous promise. “Ad maiorem Dei gloriam.”

“Amen,” Spain whispered, burying his head in the crook of Austria’s neck as the moonlight trickled in through the windows, bathing them in God’s approval. “Amen.”

notes

- Ad maiorem Dei gloriam (also written ad majorem Dei gloriam, but I learned Roman Latin and there was no “j” in the original Latin alphabet) is the shorthand version of the official motto of the Jesuits, meaning “for the greater glory of God.” Though it is the motto of the Jesuits, I’m having Austria use it in a more general sense. Still, to those who know the early history of the Jesuits and their geographical origin, it can be considered a little nod. - The pavaniglia was a sixteenth century dance and, according to Oxford Reference, "a subtype of the pavan and the galliard." I actually did watch a video in order to get a sense of the movements, and you can find it here. Alongside Spain's offhanded thought about the Turks, you can likely guess the general time period of this fic. - What language are they speaking? Primarily Spanish. Both of them are, quite obviously, fluent in many languages, but they switch depending on their geographical location, and I wrote Austria's schatz in German (instead of the English darling) to specifically highlight that he was switching from their conversational language to something else. Why schatz instead of liebling? Because it's such a mushy word that I could just hear Austria saying is as dryly as humanly possible. - The hints of religious blasphemy entirely my fault, I assure you. As for some of Spain's internal dialogue, I am firmly in the camp of human conventions not applying in their entirety to the countries, as they are concepts subject to the will of their people and monarchs. It's why they are canonically married at a time when, obviously, this would not be the norm. All this to say: I don't care if men kissing men openly was Bad Bad Not Very Good; it's done.

#APH Spain #APH Austria #SpAus #spaustria #Hetalia #Historical Hetalia #this is a right mess but i do not care because it's complete #and i have been unable to complete something for far too long.#otp: bella gerant alii #my fics #is that the correct use of the word benediction? i don't care about that either.

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jordanjaeger · 7 years ago

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Porco Galliard x Female Reader: Open Letter

To Anon: Let’s just say for the sake of this story and my lack of creativity that Porco doesn’t have a limit of thirteen years to live. Ok? Ok!

There you were, alone, confused, and devastated all in one. You sat on the bed belonging to you and your boyfriend, staring down at the slim device in your hand. On the face of it appeared a small plus sign, indicating to you that you were in fact pregnant.

At first you denied taking the test. You figured the sudden feelings of nausea and sickness were due to something bad you had eaten, but after nearly two weeks of feeling the same way, you decided to come to terms with yourself and take a pregnancy test. Much to your demise, it turned out to be positive, and within moments you found yourself balling your eyes out.

You spent about an hour crying, sobbing, wondering how this could have happened. You and Porco both were fairly careful whenever it came to sex. You both were still pretty young as well, so the idea of having children right now was obviously not an option.

“Babe?”

You snapped your head up at the sound of Porco’s voice. You didn’t even hear him come in because you were too busy staring at your unfortunate fate. You quickly stood from your position on the bed just as Porco entered the room. You hid the test behind your back, trying to straighten yourself up, but not having enough time to wipe away your eye makeup which now stained your flushed cheeks.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Porco asked as he walked closer to you.

You backed away from him, shaking your head furiously and forcing a smile. You took your free hand and attempted to wipe away some of the dried makeup on your face.

“N-nothing I’m fine,” you lied, though you knew Porco wasn’t buying it. Clearly he had caught you crying, and now he was determined to find out the bottom of it.

“(Name), talk to me,” Porco said, his voice now low and demanding. He stared deeply into your eyes. You wanted to look away, but you couldn’t. So, instead, you became overwhelmed with emotion again and burst into tears. Porco was caught off guard by your sudden outburst, and immediately went in to hug you.

“Baby, what’s going on? Did someone hurt you?” Porco asked, his voice rising at the thought.

“N-no,” you choked out. You pushed Porco away from you but only far enough to where you could reveal to him the test.

“I.. I’m pregnant,” you admitted, feeling yourself completely lose it after breaking the news to him.

You began to sob even harder after Porco took the test from your hand and studied it. You knew he would be unpleased. After all, in his position, having a kid now would only make things tougher on him. You knew this, and so did he.

“Did you.. piss on this?” he asked, genuinely curious and seemingly unbothered by the news.

You managed to halt your crying, sniffling to regain control over yourself. You wiped away the freshly new tears from your cheeks and nodded your head.

“I h-had to. That’s how p-pregnancy tests work,” you explained to him, still fearful of what he might think or say.

Porco studied the test a little while longer. You felt your body shaking at his silence. What on earth could he be thinking? Was he just as upset as you were? You couldn’t tell.

“Well, alright then,” Porco said finally, letting out a heavy sigh and tossing the test onto the bed. He returned his attention back to you. You gazed at him, dumbfounded.

“I guess we’re going to be parents,” he said bluntly.

“B-but I thought.. y-you.. I,” you began to fumble with your words, unable to process Porco’s. You were certain he would be against having a child at a time like this, especially since you both were still young.

“I know we agreed on not having kids at the beginning, but shit happens.” Porco shrugged. He took a step closer to you and wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you into a warm hug. He placed his free hand on the back of your head and gently combed through your soft locks.

“Don’t worry, babe,” he whispered into your ear. “Everything is going to be alright. We’re going to be alright.”

Both happiness and relief filled you from head to toe. You wrapped your arms around Porco’s chest and began to sob, thankful for his reassuring words. You couldn’t believe how calm and accepting he was about the situation, but nonetheless you brushed those negative thoughts aside and embraced the soon to be father of your child.

Five Months Later

You had heard many great things about pregnancy growing up. It was supposed to be beautiful thing, filled with butterflies and rainbows, but no one told you about all the side effects that came along with it. Morning sickness, tiny bladder, growing hungry every thirty minutes, the squeezing of your organs together as your uterus continues to grow bigger. These were just a few of the many side effects you had started to feel shortly after finding out you were pregnant.

Fortunately for you, Porco never once complained about your constant mood swings and strange cravings at random times of the night. He made sure that you were well-taken care of and comfortable before he left to go train each morning, even having Pieck to drop by and check in on you from time to time.

You felt more than lucky to have Porco by your side, despite the hard times you put him through. With each passing day, Porco worked harder and harder to bring in more money for the baby. You wondered what went on in his mind regarding his new fate. So one day, while he was away at duty, you decided to do something special for him. After he returned home, you insisted that he wind down for the rest of the night, presenting him with his favorite meal accompanied with a can beer.

“Thanks for everything, babe,” said Porco as he headed for his side of the bed. He lifted his pillow to fluff it out, but became distracted with what lay underneath it.

“What’s this?” he asked as he reached for the small piece of paper residing on the sheets.

“Read it and find out,” you encouraged him with a smile. You rubbed at your growing belly as you leaned against the doorway of the bathroom. Silence fell as Porco did as you told him to and began to read the small letter.

Hi Daddy,

Mommy had a very stressful day today. How are you? I am doing just fine, thanks. Mommy’s been feeding me and keeping me all nice and warm inside her tummy.

To tell you the truth, I can’t explain how happy I am to know that you are my dad. It also makes me proud to know that I was conceived out of love. I am sure I am going to be the happiest baby alive what with a strong and courageous father to protect me, and a beautiful and confident mother to teach me. These are all the things I can’t wait to experience with you and Mommy, together, as one big happy family! Time sure is flying. I can’t wait to meet you! I love you, Daddy!

Love,

(Baby Name)

You couldn’t fight back the tears that were now spewing from your eyes as you watched Porco’s face scrunch up with emotion, a truly rare sight to see coming from him for he, too, was trying not to cry. However, after reading the letter, he couldn’t help himself. He looked up at you, eyes watery and red.

“Come here,” he told you, placing the note on the nightstand next to the bed and meeting you halfway.

You both embraced each other, making sure to be careful over your protruding belly. Porco buried his face into your neck while you thoughtfully reciprocated the same gestures he did the same day you two found out about the news.

“I love you,” he said, squeezing you a bit tighter.

“I love you, too,” you whispered softly, kissing the top of his head and continuing to caress him.

You both ended the night spooning each other, with Porco’s hand rubbing your stomach until the two of you drifted off into sleep.

#shingeki no kyojin #snk #attack on titan #aot #porco galliard

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