#aot marley

[joogios]

I’m thinking about Marley dehumanising against Eldians from Paradis as “Island Devils” yet their famed Eldian War Chief Zeke is dragged through the city and cheered and has flowers thrown at him, I’m thinking about how Zeke despite being everything Marley wanted in a man and a Commander was still dehumanized as an Eldian, only he was elevated to an idealised, inhuman half machine half god instead of a base animal, as if no matter where he went he could not escape the fact that he is who he is.

[sneak-pieck]

⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆𝐶ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑚𝑎𝑠 𝑌𝑒𝑡 𝐴𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆

Word count: 1366 Note: Alternate Universe where Eren decided not to reveal himself and attack during the proclamation of war,leaving the Tybur siblings with a mix of feelings and a grim realization.

Pure white snow had begun to cover the Earth long before the month of December even thought to formally arrive, causing a certain blonde haired Lord to shiver in preparation for the cold that was to envelop him and his aging bones once he stepped foot into the white paradise outside his large house. Yet had it been up to Willahelm Tybur, he’d not leave the warmth and comfort of his home ever again. Not after the insane stunt he managed to pull at the festival in Liberio. How and why he was still alive…not even he knows. The plan was well ingrained into his brain, and he was aware of the most probable outcome. He had said his goodbyes, he had made sure his heart was in the right place, he was ready to perish that very night! Yet…that never got to happen. He delivered his speech oh so full of love for this nation that wasn’t even his, he had put his entire soul into it, ready to sacrifice all he was! All he had! And yet there he was.

The man’s beautiful blue eyes had been following the rapid fall of the heavy snowflakes, lost in the beauty of the gathering, untouched mass. It was so weird…it felt as if he was seeing snow for the first time in forever-and can you blame him? The head of the Tybur household hadn’t thought he’d see another Christmas. Lost in thought however, he forgot about someone else that struggled with this sort of feeling. And only when the silhouette of his beloved sister Lara entered his field of view did the man snap back to reality. She wore what looked like a thick long coat to keep her warm,paired with gloves and boots. Was she out on her own?Of course not.

Soon enough, small figures would rush over to the woman, figures that became simple blobs of color as the window the Lord stared out from began freezing slowly.

“Lara-” He’d catch himself nearly whimpering as he stood up from his chair,turning to head towards the door. It had been a few months since that night ,a few months since they’d spoken…a few months since Lara too had been told that something big was to happen…something greater than them, greater than they could ever imagine.

Months since the woman had prepared herself for a fight- or perhaps prepared is a word one would use loosely, for Lara had no training. She’d inherited the Warhammer titan without having any thought that a day may come where she might need to use its power. To be fair, most none of the previous inheritors had any special training…after all, they simply kept the titan safe and contained. That was all they did. So being told one day that the fate of your family and perhaps the entire world will be resting on your frail and fragile shoulders…who wouldn’t break?

“Is that dad?” The voice of a young girl that was tugging on Lara’s coat soon distracted the woman from her thoughts,and for a moment her eyes lit up at the sight.”Is he really going to join us out today?” the young girl would speak again,yet she’d receive no answer.

It was indeed their father,and the man seemed to be rushing towards his sweet children and his sister…so much so that his usually pale face now stung,bright red from the cold air that cut at him. It had been so long…so long since he allowed himself to leave his office, so long since he’d felt like he was not alone or crazy for feeling the way he did. She was right there! The woman that understood, the woman that always understood. Lara,his sweet Lara, who had been by him throughout his life, his struggles,his pains.

The moment Willy reached the black haired woman, he’d not hold back. Throwing his arms around her rather small frame in order to drag her into a warm and tight embrace,the man nearly sobbed as his face now pressed against her soft coat. The cold didn’t affect him anymore,not as long as he had her. She brought him a sort of comfort that not even his wife managed to. Lara caressed his very soul like only she knew how,just by being there. Just by..being.

All it took was one moment for the Tybur siblings to stumble back and collapse into the welcoming blanket of fresh snow with a small grunt- all this causing them to burst into laughter almost immediately. So loud and joyous, it was nearly contagious. And to Willy’s children it was, they’d make it very clear by quite literally allowing themselves to fall over in the snow by their father and aunt.

From then on followed a couple of hours of family fun, with Willahelm’s wife too joining them at some point. The Tyburs would become a normal family for a short while. Building snowmen, having snowball fights and pulling each other around on a sled. Yet as time passed, the weather grew harsher,colder…more and more unforgiving. Just like the world.

“Will you two join us inside soon? The carolers might pop up any minute,and Bruno and Alois wish to hand out the cupcakes we’ve baked together.”Willy’s eldest daughter Fine would speak up, having turned to walk backwards towards the house in order to see her sweet father.

“What’cha need me for, sweetheart?”The blonde man called out,a small laugh caught in his throat…good God, he loved his children so much.

“Well, we need you to try them! We don’t know if they’re good or not,it’s our first time baking!”

“Alright alright, we’ll be in soon, I promise!”

With that, the children along with their mother would vanish into the white winter tapestry,and Willy would sigh.

What followed was a moment of silence as he and Lara sat in the cold snow,feeling their clothes grow wetter and wetter by the minute.

“I- i honestly didn’t imagine i’d see another Christmas-” He finally broke the silence, and Lara almost immediately seemed to understand. “I was pretty sure i-”

“You’d die? As if I'd let such a thing happen.”The woman let out a gentle chuckle, silencing herself rather fast. Yet her brother didn’t seem to notice. And she couldn’t blame him.

“Well, we need not worry about such things anymore. All is good. We will celebrate many things from now on,for nothing will stand in our way. We are alive. We get to live,Lara.”

“You get to live.” Lara caught herself mumbling. She did not mean to speak out loud, for the last thing she wished to do was ruin her brother’s newfound enthusiasm for life, especially on Christmas. Yet it was too late.

As if something had lit up in Willy’s mind, the man would lower his gaze with a small hum…and then a huff. “ R- right. How long uhm-”

“ I don’t remember for sure. But at most…I have one, maybe two Christmases left.” Her voice soft,low,perhaps sad. Sad, yes…for she loved her brother,and she’d not want to go…not so soon. But she had no choice, not in this matter.

“I didn’t…realize- when did the time pass-”Willy muttered quietly under his breath, not really expecting an answer. For why would he? They’d both taken their time together for granted and there was no going back. “Then…let’s make the most of what we have left,hm?” By God did he wish to be able to sound cheerful, yet as he spoke,a hot tear rolled down his freezing cold cheek…yet he’d smile.

“I love you,Lara. Let us live out whatever we have left to live…happily.”

“I love you as well,Willy. Always will.”Lara nodded along ,and soon tears welled in her dark eyes as well.

Pushing up from the ground first was Willy,and he’d help her up,smiling as he began leading his dear sister towards their house. Determined to make the most of this holiday…determined to fill the walls of their home with memories enough for a lifetime.

[sonofthesaiyans]

The girl with no name.....

Okay, I got a question for you all, and I'm itching to see what people come up with. What's a name you think suits our long-lost Jaw Titan and Historia's beloved, Ymir?

Even knowing where she came from, Ymir's origins still remain an everlasting question mark. There's still so much we never learned about her, and unlike Historia, who reclaimed her name and renounced the legacy of her family, Ymir never had the same luxury. Even before she became a Titan, she had no identity that was rightfully hers....

Even as a child, her name was not her own. As an orphan with no memory of her true family, she was easily manipulated into playing the part of a false idol, her name belonging to Eldia's long forgotten founder.

For this she was stripped of her humanity, turned into a Titan, and left to mindlessly wander Paradis. Even when she finally broke free of this personal hell, she had nothing left to go by but her old title.

Ymir may have eventually conquered these demons and found the strength to be her own person, even helping Historia to do the same.....But it's hard not to wonder what Ymir's real beginnings were. Who her parents were. And what her name might've been. It's truly perplexing how Historia eventually found the will to return to her true name, but we never got any such revelation from Ymir, who has either truly forgotten everything of her life before she was an orphan or has chosen to leave that all in the past.

It truly would've been a powerful moment if she could've reclaimed her past self, all that was taken from her, simply by taking back the one thing that allowed her to live her life on her terms, something that until her chance encounter with the Warriors on Paradis was no longer possible.

That all being said, I want to know what names you all think would suit Ymir, if her true origins were ever finally revealed?

For starters, I will tell you my headcanon name for her, one I came up with with a friend's help a while back: Leah.

I think her name could be Leah. A little trivia, in Hebrew, Leah apparently means "Delicate" or "Weary". Given all that she's been through, I think it fits.

So now you know mine, what would be yours? First and last names are both fair game. What in your heart fits the one-time holder of the Jaw Titan? Have at it, guys. I truly want to know.

Because, as I so often say: Ymir Deserves Better.

[jeanbie]

i loved ur modern porco teen hcs !! can you please do a part 2?

MODERN! PORCO HEADCANONS #2 ★ masterlist.

⏤ some more pock headcanons for you ^^ think i'm running out of teenage headcanons, maybe next time i'll graduate him to uni level :P enjoy anyway! thank u for sending me this!! part one here!

porco really likes junji ito artwork and for christmas, annie didn’t know what to get him so she got him an art collection book of his stuff which kinda set him off

he really likes sci-fi books

constantly changes his music taste but he never downloads any music nor does he have any playlists - he just listens to whatever the day gives him through pre-made playlists and radios

he started liking his lifeguard job significantly more when he got promoted from baby pool duty to adult free swim (hot chicks)

but i think porco actually really likes kids, he likes how honest they are and how much fun they have with anything they have

he’s quite easily led by what he hears and reads online so eventually he made the commitment to just erase majority of his social medias - all he uses now are instagram, snapchat, bereal and he cut down on his reddit usage (congrats pock)

he hates reading the news

he’s still kinda pursuing design engineering (uni is just around the corner) but he’s still got that interest in aviation - he thinks he might look into aviation engineering or aerospace engineering or something like that

he can still handle his drinking quite well - zeke is older and says that’ll come in handy when pock goes to uni

he always picks the skin around his fingers when he feels anxious, which seems to be a lot these days

and he gets nervous rashes over his chest sometimes

he likes rock climbing and bouldering in his spare time, and took it up with reiner when he confessed he didn’t really wanna do it alone

he’s more of a dog person than a cat person and is that guy who always wants to sit with the dog at the party or wants to stroke the dog that’s walking across the road

thinks that burger king is better than kfc and will die on that hill (and he’s dying there alone)

always wishes he had a younger brother like zeke and eren

he loves eren a lot and likes to indulge in eren’s interests sometimes to try and imagine what it could have been like if his mom had pushed out a third one after porco

really wants tattoos but he gets bored of things too quickly and he thinks he’ll end up hating all of them

only types with two fingers on a keyboard (he’s so me)

likes jazzy, soul ballads 

one time, he thought he had a crush on pieck, and they danced together at prom and they discovered that porco is a pretty good dancer

wants his hair to look like john wick some day

he’s afraid of mice and rodents

wants to travel outside of his hometown for uni but is always afraid that one day he might not be close with his friends back home anymore and that makes him really sad

[livvyisb0red]

been thinking about levi ackerman x reader stuff.

specifically captain x cadet…

[cwpidfangs]

[shmlnbstrcnd]

Paradis version | Marley version

[lesuerts]

Maybe unpopular opinion: I didn't want to have another spin-off of levi despite loving him very much.

This is what I wanted to have:

• hange's, miche/mike's and nanaba's past

• how petra and co were chosen to be levi's squad

• training of the warrior cadets (reiner and co gen) and more of them (especially galliard brothers)

• the 5 year gap where reiner and co were in paradis but what happened in marley (more of gabi, zofia, udo and falco; pieck and porco; colt and zeke (as mentor); or more of the situation of the eldia in marley)

• veteran trio (hange, erwin, miche/mike) or also with moblit and nile in the training corps and their first expedition outside (except nile ofc)

Just little short stories, a few chapters about that

[cluelessjellyfish]

Marley!erwin vs Paradis!erwin

[terracyte]

welcome back!

[joogios]

Not malicious but I find it so juicy that the Marley Trio (Reiner Bert Annie) had to suffer through the starvation and violence and overcrowding that they themselves created within Paradis bc of losing Wall Maria to the Titans right alongside their victims likeeeeeee they end off no better than their victims! They’re the daggers yet they’re also the ones who end up wounded!

[sonofthesaiyans]

I was just wondering, in regards to my earlier repost......would it have made a lot more sense to position the Tyburs as Eren's main opponent in saving Paradis and thus making them a more proactive presence, regardless of whether the Rumbling remains canon?

The Tyburs are as I said before, an utterly underwhelming factor of the story given how quickly they are killed after the truly baffling revelation that they are Eldian themselves governing Marley. And General Theo Magath hardly justifies his involvement as he too is killed off criminally early in his campaign to stop Eren and perhaps even is too quick to see the error of his ways in the pacing of the final arc. Sure him seeing how badly Marley screwed itself is a slightly better executed "arc" compared to Gabi's bullshit story where she still faced nothing for her crimes, but his impact is still middling by the time he dies with Keith at his side.

Perhaps if Willy had been leading the charge and Lara was actually built up as a warrior in her own right and not some random homemaker lady with no plot or personality to go by....or if someone else had been given the bloody Warhammer and actually executed its awesome power.....I mean it's an Eldian clan willing to wipe out their own kind up against the Eldians determined to reclaim their place in the world, I feel like the points expressed through characters like Magath or even Garbage Braun could have been better conveyed through the Tyburs going up directly against Eren rather than further distracting us with one plot that proved inconsequential and several character arcs that further distracted from the main flow of the story.

And to those of you still foaming at the mouth at Willy's iconic death in "Declaration of War", save your spazzing out for someone who gives a damn, that episode is as shit as the rest of this three year long final season. It's a stupid death when you consider how it voided such a puzzling revelation on Marley's side of the story.

Obviously I haven't worked out all the finer details so I'm sure there's some holes in my logic.....but I feel like several major points could have been salvaged with a different approach here. Something I think worth discussing.

Shout-out to @glassesntea for their original post on the topic of the Tyburs. I think if you're going to introduce this kind of information into the story, you should follow through on it. Make it come full circle. Isayama really dropped the ball on this, harder than when Gabbitch Braun was dropped on her head at birth.

[caffeinateddino]

on our way to Marley

Gn! Hange x Gn! reader

Hange picked up half of the sandwich they were holding, tossing it into the air with a quick flick of their wrist. A nearby seagull swooped down, catching the morsel mid-flight and swallowing it whole. Hange grinned, a glimmer of childlike delight dancing in their eyes. "Did you see that??" They turned to you, completely oblivious to the longing in your gaze.

"Yeah, it was cool," you replied, forcing a smile. You handed them your untouched, fresher sandwich. "But this one is not for the seagulls," you added with a teasing lilt. Hange gave a playful pout in response.

"Alright, alright! I'll eat it." They reached for the sandwich, sheepishly fluttering their lashes in mock guilt. "Though I probably shouldn’t. The waves are making me dizzy. I feel like throwing up" they confessed, a hint of vulnerability in their voice.

You hummed thoughtfully, glancing toward the open sea. "Yeah, Onyankopon did warn us about 'motion sickness' earlier." Your eyes flicked back to Hange, who was leaning forward, elbows resting on the ship’s railing, their focus lost in the endless expanse of waves. God, they looked breathtaking in that grey suit, the sunlight bouncing off the fabric. "You look good," you muttered, your voice barely above a whisper. "grey suits you."

You rarely let compliments escape your bitter lips, but something about this moment made it impossible to hold back. How could you not acknowledge the beauty before you? You would risk everything for just one kiss. Their cheeks flushed, a rare sight, and for a moment, Hange’s usual boisterousness was replaced with a shy smile. "Eh? Are you flirting with me?" they asked, the uncharacteristic shyness tinging their voice.

You scoffed, reaching out and breaking off a piece of the sandwich they were still holding. Tossing it to another nearby seagull, you watched the bird glide away before responding. "You wish," you teased, though your voice betrayed a softness as the scent of saltwater lingered in the air, painting the moment in something more tender.

Hange’s eyes sparkled with that familiar, mischievous glint—one you hadn’t seen in a long time. Not like this, at least. Genuinely.

"Do I?" They turned back to the waves, but their question lingered, pulling at the edges of something deeper between you both.

You swallowed. The words tumbled out before you could stop them. "I wish you did," you admitted quietly, your voice nearly lost in the wind.

Hange froze for a moment, their head tilting slightly as if they hadn’t quite heard you. "Mhm?" they hummed, turning back to face you.

You smirked, leaning into the railing, the distant port of Marley coming into view. "I lied earlier," you said.

Hange raised an inquisitive brow, their interest piqued. "About what?"

You turned your gaze toward the horizon, feeling the tension melt away with the rhythm of the ocean. "I don’t think grey is your color."

They blinked, momentarily confused, before you continued, the words falling easily now.

"You look good in everything."

The grin that spread across Hange’s face was beautiful, lighting up their whole expression in a way that made your chest tighten. That carefree, unburdened version ofthem—the one that made your heart ache with nostalgia—was back. Even if just for a fleeting moment.

"Oh, now you’re definitely flirting," they accused, leaning in closer with a mock-serious tone, eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Aren’t you?"

You chuckled softly, the sound mingling with the crashing of the waves, your heart pounding in your chest as you turned to meet their gaze.

"I am."

Hange’s grin widened, their eyes glinting with a mischievous curiosity. The soft rhythm of the ocean waves hitting the ship filled the quiet space between you, the sea breeze ruffling their short hair. They leaned in slightly, the air around you charged with the weight of unspoken words.

"Are you really flirting with me?" they asked, though their voice was missing its usual playfulness, tinged with something deeper now. Their face was closer, warm breath ghosting over your skin.

Your pulse quickened, but you didn’t look away. The moment seemed to stretch endlessly, the unspoken tension wrapping around both of you. Marley’s port loomed in the distance, but it felt irrelevant—far removed compared to the electricity humming between you two.

"Yes," you breathed, the words slipping out before you could stop them. "I am."

Hange's hands clasped the railing, and their eyes softened. For once, there was no witty answer or playful reply. Instead, the moment hung heavy in the air.

Before you could second-guess yourself, you leaned in, closing the distance between you. You captured their lips slowly. The kiss was soft at first, exploratory, as though testing the waters. But then something shifted. Hange responded, pressing closer with a certainty that made your heart race.

The world around you fell away. The wind, the tang of salt in the air, the distant cries of the seagulls—all of it faded into the background. There was only the feel of their lips on yours, the slow, steady rhythm of their breath mingling with your own. It felt like time had slowed, the pull between you undeniable and all-consuming.

When you finally pulled back, your heart was racing, and Hange's breath came in shallow bursts. Then, in typical fashion, Hange broke the silence with a grin that made your chest ache.

"Okay," they whispered, their voice barely above the sound of the waves. "Now you're definitely flirting!"

You smiled, your cheeks flushing warmly. "Yeah," you admitted. "Guess I am."

[annievrse]

dancing in the rain?

eren x reader —ᡣ𐭩 blurb c/w: canon divergence

"you said it wasn't gonna rain!"

eren throws you a side glance, rolling his eyes in the process. "and you chose to listen."

after sticking your tongue out at him, you both turn your attention to the problem at hand. standing under the short storefront awning, you and eren hold numerous packages of bread in your arms, watching the rain pelt the cobblestones before you.

"well," he says, peering down the street. "let's go."

you furrow your eyebrows as you watch him dart through the rain and under the awning of the store across the street. having been in marley for 2 years, you've gotten used to the modern life it provided. yet you couldn't help but imagine if this were on paradis, you wouldn't feel the overpowering sense of dread in your chest.

"are you crazy?" you laugh, teeth beginning to chatter.

eren waves you over. "some say so!"

you meet his stare across the way, giggling to yourself at his brown hair stuck to his forehead.

"quit laughing at me," eren scolds before smiling widely. "you'll look worse than me in a second."

"impossible!" looking up at the dark clouds above, you raise your shoulders to your ears when you step out into the downpour, footsteps quick as you run towards him.

you knock into eren when you make it under the covering, making him look down at you. have his eyes always been this green?

"ready?" he challenges, one foot already in the rain. then, he takes off, and you're not far behind.

your laughter and squeals echo down the empty road, and eren can't help but look back at you in admiration. you smile at a family ducking for cover across from you, their bewildered expressions urging you to run faster to catch up with eren.

turning the corner into the street of eateries, eren notices the familiar tune of a song his mother used to hum when he was a child, flowing out of a nearby restaurant. eren glances over his shoulder at you trailing behind him, and then at the empty seating area outside the restaurant.

you barely notice him slowing down in front of you, staring at the ground to ensure you don't slip.

now, the suggestion may get him a punch in the arm, but it’s worth a shot. so, eren calls your name before you run into him, and you quickly slow, forehead creased as to why he's standing in the pouring rain and not running.

"let’s dance," and you look at him like he’s insane, moving to punch him in the arm. but, all he does is laugh, taking the packages out of your arms, and dropping the recently purchased loaves on one of the tables under the large awning. he moves toward you, grabbing your hands and pulling you back into the rain.

"eren!" you scold, jaw slack at the discarded bread. "the others will be at your throat for hindering dinner."

"i know!" he laughs, moving his hands to your waist, urging you to wrap your arms around his neck. you shake your head, your suppressed smile finally breaking across your face.

"come on! dance with me."

and so, in the middle of the sidewalk, at 5:59pm on a sunday night, in the rain, the two of you slow dance for no reason other than to soothe the burning love you have for each other.

it is one of the last times you see him.

[livvyisb0red]

Okay so prior to season four of aot I always had a name for the girl I would ship with Levi and ironically, her name was Marley.

But after season four came out I thought about a really cool fic idea.

Marley came over to Paradis way before any other Marlian did. She stayed there for a long time, joining the scouts, climbing up to Lieutenant position, and eventually falling in love with Levi.

She was sent away for a few years and was to return to Marley when she had enough information about the “devils”. She never knew Reiner, Bertholdt, or Annie were Marlians since she never met them back at home. She, like Bertholdt, realizes that she enjoys being around the scouts and “devils”.

But all came crumbling down when they discovered that there were people trying to kill them from a country called “Marley”.

[cwpidfangs]