#snk gelgar

[lionnukara]

shinzou wo sasageyo😤

[pickalilywrites]

Erwin, Mike, Nanaba, Gelgar, Hange, Moblit and Levi Squad getting ready to go on a vacation road trip to a couple of cities. Rented out two vans to fit all of them + luggage (they all know getting one van would lead to an accident).

Getting ready to leave for the long trip though…hopefully someone packed lots of aspirin and ibuprofen for the trip. Modern AU.

thanks, this was fun!

one hell of a road trip

snk veterans. modern au. 1889 words.

Sitting in the driver’s seat of one of the vans, Levi glances at his watch for the fifteenth time. They were supposed to leave two hours ago, but everyone keeps trying to cram last minute items into their luggage cases or running back to grab something else. Levi has gotten out of the driver’s seat a half dozen times already to stretch his legs. Every time, he had told himself to just give his friends a few more minutes and that they’d be ready to leave soon, but he has half a mind to just drive off without them. 

In the back, he can hear his friends arguing. Levi had taken a few aspirin tablets earlier to fend off the inevitable headache that would come with traveling with so many people in a cramped van, but he’s debating taking another one. Enough time has passed that it probably won’t hurt to take another tablet or two.  

“Are you sure we have everything? Maybe we should pack extra clothes in case we run out,” Gunther says worriedly. Gunther is incredibly meticulous, sometimes too meticulous. He’s been fretting over what to take on the trip and had blown up the group chat with dozens of messages last night to ask if he should bring supplies they probably wouldn’t need: tents and sleeping bags even though there were plenty of motels and inns along the way, canned and dried foods in case despite the towns along their route that are sure to have convenience stores or gas stations with snacks at the very least, and survival gear in case their car broke down and they were forced to fend for themselves in the wild which was very unlikely to happen. Everyone had assured him that he was going overboard, but it seems Gunther still isn’t convinced.  

“I think we’ve packed enough clothes, especially you. Do you really need two luggage cases worth of clothes? That’s not including the other bags of stuff you packed,” Eld says. He’s been subtly throwing out unnecessary items while Gunther wasn’t looking, sneaking them over to Moblit who would run back and leave them in the house. “We’re going to weigh down the van with all this stuff you’re packing. We might not make it a mile. It’ll be a miracle if we don’t break down in the middle of the road from all this baggage!” 

“That’s why I packed the survival gear!” Gunther huffs. 

Behind Gunther’s shoulder and out of his sight, Moblit looks over at Eld and shakes his head to indicate that he’s managed to return all of Gunther’s survival gear and emergency rations to the house. It’s extra work, but Moblit was already hauling back extra gear that Hanji was trying to pack too. It was fine when Hanji asked to take their gaming laptop and some of their handheld consoles, but Moblit had to draw the line when Hanji tried to sneak in their entire PC gaming computer.  

Petra slips into the passenger seat of the van Levi is in. Even though they’ve been getting ready to leave for hours, she looks as cheerful as ever. The smile is just a mask, however, because she reaches into the cupholder where Levi has placed the bottle of aspirin and shakes out a tablet before swallowing it down with a gulp of water. Once she’s done, she looks over and flashes a smile at Levi. 

“How are you holding up?” she asks.  

Levi sighs through his nose. He glances at the rearview mirror where he can observe Eld and Gunther still arguing in the back. “Should we just leave now? We can leave them here. They can squeeze into the other van and go on their trip. Let’s just go by ourselves.”  

“A private trip does sound good, but Auruo was looking forward to this group trip so much. Let’s plan a trip for ourselves once we come back from this from.” Petra leans over and presses a light kiss against Levi’s forehead before hopping out of the van to help their friends finish packing. 

Mike is sitting on the sidewalk marking the pit stops they’ll be making on their road trip. The group had debated earlier on whether they should take a map or just rely on the GPS, but Gunther wouldn’t hear of going without a map in case the GPS stopped working inexplicably. Mike had decided to take it upon himself to mark it up with stops for them to reload and refresh as well as take note of any landmarks they’re interested in visiting. 

Nanaba peers over Mike’s shoulder and looks amusedly at the route they’re apparently planning on taking. The route to each city is less of a straight path and more roundabout than Nanaba had anticipated. A closer look makes Nanaba realize that some of these so-called landmarks are actually more out of the way than they should be. It’ll definitely delay their trip if they visit places that veer too far from their destination.  

“Are we really going here? Some of these landmarks sound weird,” Nanaba says. She leans down to take a closer look at the map, squinting as she reads the name of a place Mike has circled on the map. “Shiganshina Emu Farm? Why are we visiting an emu farm?” 

“Why wouldn’t we visit an emu farm?” Hanji pipes up from behind them. Hanji plops themselves down beside Mike. They throw an arm around Mike as if protecting him from Nanaba’s judgmental gaze. “Emus are magnificent creatures. If we’re in the area, we should visit them!”  

“Okay,” Nanaba says, but she doesn’t sound entirely convinced. She frowns as she scans the rest of the map and notices that the other places Mike has marked are equally as peculiar. She grabs the map from Mike while he’s still marking it, leaving a red streak that runs across the map. Nanaba reads out the names. “World Erotica Museum? Corn Palace? World’s Largest Objects? What’s even that last one?”  

“It’s a town with some of the world’s largest objects — absolutely gigantic!” Hanji says enthusiastically and Mike nods beside her.  

Nanaba looks at Hanji and Mike suspiciously. After a pause, she points a finger at Mike. “How much did Hanji pay you?”  

“I didn’t pay him! He’s interested in going to these places too,” Hanji insists, and Mike nods in agreement. 

“I’ve always wanted to go to the World Erotica Museum,” Mike says without even cracking a smile.  

Nanaba observes Mike for a moment and then says to Hanji, “Give me the same amount of money as you gave him and I’ll help convince the others to visit all the landmarks you want no matter how ridiculous they are.”  

Hanji’s face brightens and they hold out a hand to Nanaba to shake. “Deal!”  

Moblit is at the second van trying to shut the trunk. Although he had tried to return the bags Hanji didn’t need, they had somehow found their way back in the trunk of the van. Hanji had even managed to stick them underneath everyone else’s luggage case, making it even more difficult for Moblit to just remove Hanji’s bags and put them back in the house. Exasperated, Moblit throws up his hands and goes up to the passenger seat where Erwin is to seek his friend’s help. It seems, however, that Erwin has already started relaxing. 

A notorious workaholic, it had taken ages for everyone to convince Erwin to clear his schedule for the road trip. Now that he has, it seems he’s on vacation mode. He’s dressed in a Hawaiian shirt (despite the fact that they’re going nowhere near the island), a wide brimmed straw hat, and sunglasses. In his hand is a half-finished mimosa. It’s his sixth one today, and they have two pitchers of sangria in one of the ice boxes they’ve packed that Erwin plans on starting on once he finishes his current drink.  

“What’s wrong, Moblit? You look like you could use a drink. Have a mimosa,” Erwin says. His speech is only the slightest bit slurred, and he speaks slower than usual. He has a serene smile on his face as he raises his glass as if to toast Moblit.  

“No thanks,” Moblit sighs. He should probably leave Erwin to relax anyway. It’s rare that Erwin takes a day off, let alone a week. Desperate, Moblit looks into the van to ask Gelgar for help unpacking some of Hanji’s extra bags, but he finds Gelgar passed out in the back.  

Before this trip had started, Gelgar had taken motion sickness medicine because of the awful motion sickness he gets on long car rides. It was the nondrowsy kind, but he’s been rendered unconscious anyway because of the strength the medicine.  

It looks as if Moblit isn’t going to get any help. He sighs and returns to the back of the van that’s absolutely stuffed with things. He frowns as he takes in the mess in front of him. Maybe if he just rearranges everything, he might be able to fit everything better and won’t have to make a return trip to put back Hanji’s things.  

Once packing is over, they finally start on their trip. Their first stop is a town in-between where they are now and the city of Liberio. It’ll be a few hours for their stop, and Levi is sure it’s going to be an annoying one. While he cares deeply for his friends, their constant bickering can get annoying at times and he expects there will be a lot of it with everyone cramped into the van. It’s surprising to him when they manage a half hour without any arguing.  

He looks at the rearview mirror and frowns. Something isn’t quite right.  

“Where’s Auruo?” he asks.  

Everyone freezes for a moment before exchanging panicked looks. In their haste and exhaustion, they had forgotten their friend. Auruo's absence also went unnoticed in part of the luggage that had filled not only the trunk but also a few seats in the van, making it difficult to see who was seated and who was missing completely. 

“He said he was going to the bathroom,” Gunther suddenly remembers. 

“Didn’t he already go before?” Eld asks.  

“He said he had to go again,” Gunther says. 

“No wonder it was so quiet,” Petra comments. 

“Why didn’t you notice he was gone! You managed to pack sleeping bags and extra blankets for everyone but couldn’t even keep track of all of us?” Eld snorts. 

“Make fun of me all you want, but you’ll be thanking me when we don’t freeze our asses off in the cold,” Gunther retorts. 

“We weren’t ever going to do that anyway because we were going to be booking into motels and inns the whole time!” Eld protests.  

Levi makes an abrupt U-turn that sends everyone yelling as they’re thrown to one side of the van. He ignores the strange looks that Mike and his friends give him as Mike’s van passes them. “Text the others and say we’ll catch up to them after we pick up Auruo.”  

He glances at the bottle of aspirin still sitting in the cupholder. He hopes he has enough to last the entire trip, but something tells Levi he’ll probably need to buy another bottle or two before the trip is over.  

[mc2995]

May not be exciting but happy to get a new character at least. Brave Order 2/9/24

[moblitberner-bunch]

Cheers to Moblit, our lovable alcoholic.

14巻表紙のあの場所

[snk-smartpass-traduction]

SHORT STORIES 2 - Histoires au cœur de la nuit (aux environs de minuit) - Chap. 10 : Mike Zacharias

Une histoire de ténacité

Partie sud de l’enceinte du mur Rose, dans un bâtiment administré par le Bataillon d’exploration...

« Comment vont les jeunes ?

- Ils se tiennent tranquilles pour le moment. Certains ont l’air de trouver la situation louche, mais cela n’est pas surprenant. »

Les recrues de la 104ème Brigade d’entraînement avaient été rassemblées au même endroit par le Bataillon d’exploration et on leur avait simplement donné l’ordre d’attendre, tandis que des officiers armés les surveillaient.

Mike, le chef du groupe, entendit le compte-rendu et hocha la tête.

« Parfait.

- … On commence vraiment à s’ennuyer par contre. »

Quand ils n’étaient pas de garde, les vétérans du Bataillon d’exploration qui se relayaient pour surveiller les recrues, se retrouvaient dans leurs quartiers et attendaient.

*

« Si seulement j’avais de l’alcool. » dit Gelgar en baillant.

Mais Lynne lui rappela que même s’il en avait, il n'aurait pas le droit de boire :

« Tu ne serais pas en mesure de porter secours aux recrues si tu es ivre le moment venu.

- Je plaisantais. Au fait… il est toujours prévu que Mike et Nanaba s’en aillent ? » demanda l’homme en regardant son supérieur et sa camarade.

Ces derniers avaient le regard fixé sur le plateau de jeu qu’on avait apporté pour aider les recrues à passer le temps.

« Mes pièces contrôlent presque toutes les cases. Tu devrais admettre ta défaite, Mike.

- … Pas encore. Tant que je continue à me battre… je n’ai pas perdu.

- Pfff… Je sais bien que les soldats du Bataillon d’exploration qui réussissent à survivre ne connaissent pas le mot abandonner… mais vous êtes un cas à part, Chef d’escouade. »

Mike renifla, peut-être suite à la remarque de son subordonné, avant d’ouvrir la bouche, qu’il tenait habituellement fermée.

« … C’est quelque chose que j’ai appris à l’extérieur des murs. »

*

« Mike, est-ce une défaite pour l’humanité si on rentre d’expédition dans cet état, complètement bredouilles ? »

On avait posé cette question à Mike alors qu’il n’était encore qu’un jeune soldat qui n’avait pas été élevé au rang de chef d’escouade. Les murs étaient toujours intacts et le travail du Bataillon d’exploration consistait à récolter des informations sur les titans à l’extérieur.

Selon Mike, tout avait changé au moment où Erwin, qui s'était trouvé par hasard à chevaucher à côté de lui, lui avait posé cette simple question.

« Une défaite… Je ne pense pas que ce soit le bon mot. »

Mike avait réfléchi en silence, tandis que son cheval le faisait ballotter de droite à gauche. Les soldats chevauchaient en direction du mur et n’avaient rien d’autre à rapporter de leur expédition qu’un chariot où s’entassaient les cadavres de leurs camarades. Mike reprit :

« On peut se retrouver au sol après un bref combat… mais tant que l’on est encore en vie, on peut toujours se battre. Même si l’on meurt, tant qu’il y a une personne pour reprendre le flambeau… notre combat peut continuer jusqu’à la victoire.

- Ainsi, pour toi, ce n’est pas une défaite…?

- … Tu crois que c’est un sophisme ?

- Non. Pour moi, c'est l'état d'esprit qui caractérise un très bon soldat. » répondit le jeune Erwin en riant. Du haut de son cheval, il tendit le bras pour donner une tape sur l’épaule de Mike, tandis qu’ils chevauchaient l’un à côté de l’autre.

*

« En d’autres termes, tant que le combat n’est pas terminé, on n’a pas perdu.

- Même si tu n’es pas très bavard… tu penses à des trucs hyper sérieux en fait ? »

Les soldats présents furent remplis d'admiration en entendant l’anecdote du chef d’escouade taciturne.

« Ouais… J’aurais dû m’en douter, venant de toi. Bon, je déplace mon cavalier ici. »

Alors qu’elle avait entendu la même histoire que les autres, Nanaba déplaça sans pitié une de ses pièces sur le plateau pour piéger celle de Mike. Ce dernier répliqua sans attendre.

« … Je vais sacrifier ce pion pour protéger mon roi.

- … Bien joué ! Tu as donc l’intention de t’accrocher jusqu’à ce qu’il ne te reste plus qu’une seule pièce ? »

Bien sûr, sembla vouloir signifier le hochement de tête de Mike.

« … Penses-tu qu'il est indigne de jouer comme ça ?

- Non… Je pense que c’est parfaitement digne d’un soldat du Bataillon d’exploration. »

L'attitude de leur supérieur, qui refusait d’abandonner, même dans une situation désespérée, non seulement inspira du courage aux autres soldats, mais leur donna aussi la force de se battre jusqu’au bout.

[fallenrazziel]

[french]

[sonofthesaiyans]

Oh I very much like this, Nanaba deserves so much more love and a bigger role. Some very cute ideas found here. The idea that she could be that adorkable when not in battle is a rather fun thought. 

Nanaba Deserves Better

What about Nanaba headcannons?

I love Nanaba and think she’s very underrated so thank you for requesting this.

Nanaba has the messiest bed hair when she gets up in the morning. Even after a five minutes nap she looks like she’s been dragged through a bush but she pulls it off very well.

Two habit of hers are pushing up her sleeves and licking her lips when they feel dry and they feel dry A LOT. She gives off hot guy vibes and I’m down bad for it.

She can run in huge heels. As a teenager her mum would want her to dress “ladylike” at dinners and she would hate it so she would have to sneak away with heels on thus getting practise.

If you want anything from her, just bribe her with chocolate or desserts. Nanaba has the biggest sweet tooth.

Do not compete with her, she is the most competitive from the Vets and won’t hesitate to hand your arse to you no matter who you are.

Nanaba has weird phobias like yogurt and buttons. It took her ages to get used to wearing a button down shirt but she’s still not over the yogurt thing. Hange likes to “help her get over her fears” by randomly appearing with a spoon of yogurt and chasing her. They call it ambush therapy.

She chooses her favourite people by giving them a pet name without them knowing of it. Her especially favourite people are called “dear”.

She blushes really easily and over anything. You give her some food, you smile at her and the woman is as red as Eren’s arse once Levi is finished kicking it.

Drunk Nanaba is really loud and loves to sing. She’s the giggly, happy drunk but clumsy as fuck and needs to be supervised ever since Miche found her head first in a bin.

The first time she cut her hair short, she cried because she knew her conservative family would hate it. Gelgar gave her a pep talk and now her hair is one of her favourite things about herself.

- Kiki.

[sonofthesaiyans]

Nanaba Deserve(s) Better

A rare positive article from CBR.com on one of the vets of the series. 

https://www.cbr.com/attack-on-titan-nanaba-fate-explained/

I don’t talk much about Nanaba at all but I do have a soft spot for her like so many of the others. Nanaba is seriously underrated and I am one of the handful who does not approve of the untimely end of Squad Miche. Any more than I did the SO Squad. 

Seriously, the reason I hate this series is because of its horrific waste of great characters. Isayama must think he’s trying to be like Akame Ga Kill, what’s this Code Geass crap? Because the latter would imply he actually gave a shit. 

Nanaba while minor is definitely another great strong female character who EASILY could’ve been a lot more. (I’m really not convinced Isayama isn’t secretly a misogynist on top of being a delusional nationalist) And we sure deserved a lot more from her. Especially since it is often said she was especially close to Hange. Was this EVER emphasized on the show in any fashion? To the best of my recollection, it’s strictly an informed relationship. An all too familiar pattern for this deceitful author. I’d like to see some firsthand proof myself. 

Personally would’ve liked to see a lot more of her in action. Get more insight into her because the nature of this series does NOT invalidate the need and desire for insight into these established characters. People demand Hange’s backstory that they never got. Nanaba deserves the same. 

Nanaba deserves better. 

All of them still do. And I will be goddamned if Isayama gets the final say on whether that ever happens in the future. He surrendered his right to his own cast long ago. Seems the only proper way to repay him for his sad excuse of an ending. 

This story ended with the Ocean. 

[suzumeaki]

Attack on Titan characters irl (fan cast)

Part 1: The Veterans

Erwin Smith

Levi Ackerman

Hange Zoe

Moblit Berner

Miche Zacharius

Gelgar

Nanaba

[rainumb947]

Since SNK manga has ended, I wish we got the prequel of the snk,but with the VETERANS this time. They had sacrifice a lot to eren & 104th but not all of these veterans being remembered & appreciated enough.

Y'all maybe didn't agree 'cause their personalities were bland & didn't contribute much too the plot.NO, most of them barely has screentimes & died too quickly. The manga/anime focus more on 104th kids & for now, the marleyans(I actually didn't give a fuck about most of them). Even the spin-off serious like junior high & snk school castle didn't give enough content to the veterans

The veterans got much screentimes if it involve 104th(eren with Og levi squad,Historia & the others with Mike squad. Hange squad(aside Moblit) didn't have much screentimes) We didn't get to know them enough & we didn't know how is their relationship with other veterans.

AOT veterans content/information we got in canon,mostly are Levi,Hange,Erwin,Mike(but not much).The fandom didn't help either.

I might be biased 'cause I usually focus more on the minor characters,but I NEED MORE OF THEM.

Edit: If Isayama has enough time & much ideas to make SNK spin-off series(junior high,snk school castle etc),then why the fuck not to our beloved long-forgotten survey corps veterans?

[commander-hanji-zoe]

Hii, queen! ♥ First of all, I wanted to say that I love your writing! It's so fantastic and makes me feel like characters you're writing about are real people! Many time I could say 'damn, I totally see them be like that!'. Could I request Nanaba and Gelgar having sex with their virgin female s/o (individually)? I'd love to read this! Have a great day! ♥

Hey! Thank you so much for your lovely kind words ♥ I'm so glad you enjoy my writing and that the way I write brings the characters to life. I'm sorry this took so long to write but I hope you like it, it's really a collection of thoughts and how I think they'd both deal with this.

Nanaba is incredibly sweet by nature, she’s nurturing and patient which are all the qualities anyone could hope for when it comes to their first time. Oh, and she’s very, very experienced.

Nanaba would never force the issue or discuss it unless her partner was ready to. If they weren’t ready Nanaba would nod and squeeze their hand and remind them there was no rush.

She’d be keen to take things slow regardless of whether their partner was a virgin or not. In fact, this is a subject that probably wouldn’t come up for the first couple of weeks or even months. To Nanaba that ‘status’ doesn’t really mean anything.

She’d prefer to have several dates before they hold hands, let alone kiss. Nanaba is definitely a friends to lovers kinda girl or when she meets someone she likes it takes her a long time to trust them or to fall in love.

When she falls, she falls hard. But the patience and ensuring they take their time with the relationship is in some ways a defense mechanism to ensure she’s never hurt again.

They’d be weeks of kisses before anything moved to the bedroom, kisses on the cheeks then on the lips…then neck and other areas. She’d encourage a lot of rolling around together without reaching ‘second base’– that isn’t to say Nanaba wouldn’t go further if her partner was ready but she feels it’s important not to rush things before they are ready or before they really know and trust one

another.

Once they were at this stage, I think Nana would be more of a ‘let’s have a conversation about it and plan’ person rather than spontaneous. This is simply because she wants to ensure it’s as good as it can be for her partner and that they are fully prepared for what’s going to happen, they can lay down ground rules, set a safe word and discuss feelings around it. It also gives her a chance to tell her partner what she does and doesn’t like as well and what things are to her a massive no go.

On the night in question, because it’s Nanaba and she’s a romantic old soul so of course it’s going to be nighttime. She’ll ensure the bed sheets are clean, even though they might be making them messy. She’ll dress up nice without looking intimidating and prepare a candle lit (light) dinner with a bottle of sweet wine, nothing too strong or that’s likely to get them drunk. She just wants to ensure they are warm and comfortable.

They’ll be a few candles in her bedroom but the windows will also be open, fresh flowers on the side even though she knows her partner will probably bring her some.

She again will check the safe word before anything happens and then she’ll just let it happen. This is the end of things being controlled, there’s lube on the side by the bed and protection. She considers putting a few simple sex toys out but is worried this will scare them off as probably a bit too intense for a first time!

She takes things slow and makes sure there’s lots of kissing and what is essentially dry humping first.

Takes off clothes from both herself and her partner slowly, enjoys the show and the reveal/magic of it all. Nanaba would ensure to shower her partner in compliments about their body, their mind, their face etc. If any nerves were showing Nanaba would be quick to reassure and cover them with kisses and love.

The foreplay would be slow but exciting, gentle caresses and soft kisses before moving into a more passionate arena.

One thing for certain is that Nanaba would want to make their partner reach orgasm before they have sex. She hopes it will help them to relax and if they have a pleasurable experience before going to the next stage, she feels it will build trust.

She’ll take her time working out what her partner likes, where their sweet spots her and what feels best. Once Nanaba has it sassed she will happily go to town, both her fingers and tongue are dexterous and practically designed to give pleasure. If her partner wants to pleasure her in return Nanaba is welcome to the idea, not so much for her own pleasure but more to reassure her partner that what she is doing is good and that she too can be pleasured.

Gelgar would be a little bit embarrassed to discuss it, he just finds the discussion awkward and isn’t sure what to say. It doesn’t both him at all if his partner is a virgin, he doesn’t see it as a bad or good thing it just is.

He is very caring, perhaps almost too much in so much as he’ll find himself worrying about it and thinking about every possible outcome.

His concerns do mean that he is well prepared and really looks after his partner.

A bit like Nanaba he wouldn’t want to rush into it, rather he prefers to get to know his partner and kiss on a third date but certainly not the first.

The difference is that Gelgar wouldn’t take his time so much for the first time they sleep together. He’d really want to get it out of the way, while still being caring and ensuring it’s a pleasant experience for his partner and that they’re okay.

He’d ensure there would be some foreplay and certainly that his partner was ready before anything happened, but he’d want to get to the ‘point’ as it were quickly. The sex therefore wouldn’t be the best and would be over quite quickly, he would ensure his partner enjoyed it of course, but Gelgar almost sees that first time as a task that needs to be ticked off. They’d be plenty of hugs afterwards, Gelgar would hold his partner close and give them soft reassuring kisses, promising it’ll be better next time.

A part of this is how nervous he is and while his partner will be nervous, he is also nervous about getting everything right and making her feel comfortable. His fear is that his partner will see that he is nervous, and this may make them doubt themselves or the situation and worry they aren’t ready or that Gelgar doesn’t like them etc. For this reason, Gelgar, no matter how nervous he feels, will do his best to cover it up and appear both confident and kind.

Strangely this is perhaps one of the only times when Gelgar hasn’t felt like he’s needed ‘Dutch courage to do something’.

If his s/o lets him know they are a virgin before they have sex for the first time, he will undoubtedly be anxious but he would want to ensure the experience was a pleasant one and not with breath that stinks of whisky or slurred words or a poor performance in the bedroom.

No, the thought of his partner and wanting them to have an enjoyable experience with no fears is what helps Gelgar hold off the booze. Alcohol was an easy answer, it was a road that was so simple to walk along and yet difficult to come back and find your way home. Gelgar knew this and he felt sometimes he had gotten too close to the edge, the place beyond where there was no return to be had. But in his partner Gelgar had found refuge and safety and as a result he wanted to provide his partner with the same love, care and safety in return. So that meant the bottle was firmly down.

When Gelgar felt it was likely that their relationship would be moving to the next level shortly he would ensure his room was always clean and sheets changed more regularly. He would keep on top of his washing, have a nice scented candle on standby and always carry protection and a spare stick of deodorant on him just in case.

In Gelgar’s mind he wanted his partner’s first time to be special like stories would have teenage girls and boys believe. He wanted to shower them with love and praise and above all make them feel like a Queen. Gelgar was worried he would be inadequate, but I think knowing his partner had never slept with anyone else would go some way to reassuring him.

[pickalilywrites]

Lonely single guys (Gunther, Oluo, Keiji, Abel and Mitabi) having a pity Valentines party by stuffing their faces, drinking and karaoke. Gelgar used to be one of them, till he got a last minute date with Lynne.

ty i hope you like it :)

lonely hearts club

veterans. modern au. 1176 words.

“To the Lonely Hearts Club,” Gunther says for the tenth time that night. He raises his glass of beer and his friends clink theirs against his before they all take a large swig, easily swallowing down half their mugs. It seems the more they drink, the easier the alcohol goes down.  

“Lonely Hearts Club!” Keiji says belated and letting out a huge belch that makes his companions cackle. Keiji scowls at them and then downs the rest of his beer. He slumps against his seat and pushes his empty mug forward. “Hey, order another round, will you?”  

“Which one’s this one?” Oluo asks, squinting at the empty mug as if a number will appear to answer his question. His mouth is pulled into a deep frown as he tries to concentrate. Oluo holds up a hand and begins to count. “One ... two ... three ... five ... four ... three ...”  

“You needa count down from ten. Countdown,” Abel hiccups. He’s slumped on the couch of the karaoke room, one finger pointed up at nothing in particular. “Ten, nine, eight...”  

Oluo and Abel begin to count down together, their voices overlapping. When Oluo raises his voice to be heard over Abel, Abel begins to speak louder as well. Soon, they stop counting down and begin an impromptu contest of speaking over each other, shouting the number “three” at the top of their lungs until their faces are bright red.  

“I thought we drank more than three,” Keiji mumbles, swaying until he falls over on his side. He flops against the arm of the couch like a dead fish, a loud groan escaping his lips. His outburst only causes Abel and Oluo to shriek, “Three!’ even louder. 

Mitabi is swaying in front of the karaoke screen, tears streaming down his face as he sings James Blunt’s “You’re Beautiful”. He had started the night as a decent singer, but his sense of pitch has deteriorated with each drink he downs. Now, he sounds like a dying racoon as he sings about a passing love on a subway for the tenth time this night.  

“Can we sing ‘Bohemian Rhapsody’ yet?” Keiji asks, eyes closed but his head turned towards Mitabi. 

Mitabi holds a finger up to his lips and shakes his head. His lips are pressed against the microphone as he mumbles in reply, “No. Love songs only.” 

“It’s a love song,” Keiji protests, his voice muffled against the fabric of the couch. “I love the song. It’s a song that I love, so it’s a love song.”  

“Loveless flawless,” Auruo says, nodding in agreement even as he grows increasingly incoherent as the night passes. He throws an arm around Keiji’s neck and shouts, “Bohemian Rhapsody!” 

“Bohemian Rhapsody!” Abel echos. He jumps up and throws his hands up in the air but loses his balance and falls to the floor like a domino. His cheek pressed against the cold hardwood, Abel cries out weakly, “Bohemian Rhapsody...” 

Gunther is currently counting all the members of their group on his fingers. He keeps miscounting and has to recount four or five times before he realizes something is wrong. “Someone’s not here. Who’s not here?” Gunther asks, yelling so that he can be heard above Mitabi’s off-key singing.  

“Did you remember to count yourself?” Abel mumbles into the floor.  

“Ye-es?” Gunther says. He recounts everyone just in case he had gotten the number wrong but he comes up with the same number as he had before. “Who are we missing?” 

“Abel,” Oluo says. He yelps when Abel chucks his shoe at him. 

“I’m right here, idiot,” Abel grumbles before collapsing back on the floor.  

Gunther’s counting everyone up again to find the missing member while the rest of his friends bicker. It’s difficult for him to concentrate with the alcohol flowing in his veins and Mitabi’s awful singing in the background, but he finally realizes who has been missing this entire night.  

“Where’s Gelgar?” Gunther asks. Had they left Gelgar behind at the bar? He can’t believe they had forgotten him in the first place. Gelgar is such an essential member of their squad. Who else will harmonize poorly with Mitabi as he sings “You’re Beautiful” until the end of the night? Who else is going to throw up into the gutter as soon as they stumble out of the karaoke place at 2 AM? Who else is going to cry the entire time as the cab driver rolls their eyes?  

“Gelgar’s with Lynne. They’re going on a date tonight,” Abel replies. He rolls over on the floor but the 360 degree roll only results in him returning to his original position with his cheek pressed against the hardwood. “I wish I had a date.”  

“Do you wanna be a lonely heart and curse Valentine’s Day and all those stupid couples like us or do you wanna fall in love and be a traitor like Gelgar?” Auruo scowls. 

“Traitor,” Abel replies without missing a beat. His eyes begin to well up with tears and his bottom lip begins to wobble. “I want to be loved.”  

“Me, too,” Mitabi says into the microphone, his voice echoing across the room as James Blunt continues to croon sadly.  

The five of them listen to “You’re Beautiful” in silence.  

“Do you think he misses us?” Gunther asks.  

❥๑━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━๑❥ 

Lynne hadn’t expected to enjoy her date with Gelgar all this much, although she hadn’t expected his friends to drop in midway. They had stumbled into the restaurant Lynne and Gelgar were in, insisting to the waiter that they were friends and absolutely needed to be seated with Gelgar and Lynne, and squeezed into the booth beside the couple. They smelled of alcohol and fried chicken, but otherwise were very sweet albeit still drunk from whatever shenanigans they had gotten into earlier that night. Gelgar has had his head in his hands, absolutely mortified, ever since his friends had appeared unexpectedly.  

“Do you normally bring your friends on dates, Gelgar?” Lynne asks as she takes a sip of water. 

“Please kill me” is all Gelgar groans in response.  

Lynne is squeezed between Mitabi and Abel who are drunkenly telling her what a good guy Gelgar is and how she should treat him well.  

“Because of you, he doesn’t have to be part of the Lonely Hearts Club. He’s not part of the sad, lonely single guys’ club anymore,” Auruo hiccups as tears stream down his face. He wipes them away with the sleeve of his shirt. “Lynne, you should keep him that way.”  

“I’m so sorry,” Gelgar mumbles into his hands. He’s too embarrassed to even make eye contact with Lynne.  

Is it the ideal Valentine’s Date? Perhaps not, but Gunther did say he was going to pay the bill so Lynne doesn’t mind it as much as she would have otherwise. 

She lifts her glass of wine and the rest of the group save for Gelgar lift their glasses as well.  

“To the Lonely Hearts Club?” Lynne asks with a smile.  

“Lonely Hearts Club!” the men chorus and take a drink.  

[kellymagovern]

Attack on Titan 2x04 “Soldier”

[mechashadow01]

i love everyone here

if only there was more about Lynne out there

[mikasasicons]

Aot 2 Final Battle icons, part 3

credits: https://www.gamecity.ne.jp/shingeki2/finalbattle/

[snk-smartpass-traduction]

SHORT STORIES - A l’abri de la pluie - Chap. 03 : Mike Zacharias et Gelgar

La pluie fine se transforma en un brouillard blanc qui emplit la forêt.

« Les chevaux et l’équipement de manœuvre tridimensionnelle sont inutiles par ce temps. Pas vrai, Capitaine ? »

Même si les deux hommes étaient à l’extérieur des murs qui protégeaient l’humanité de son prédateur naturel - les titans -, ils se sentaient relativement en sécurité dans la Forêt des arbres géants. Les soldats du Bataillon avaient été contraints de s’arrêter en hauteur, sur des branches - hors de portée des titans.  Les arbres étaient à présent enveloppés par le brouillard.

« C’est pour cette raison que le Major nous a ordonné de faire une petite pause. » dit Mike.

Il renifla l’air autour de lui, puis interpella l’autre soldat :

« Gelgar !

- Oui ?

- Il y en a une dans la poche intérieure droite de ta veste, une autre dans la poche arrière gauche de ton pantalon. »

Gelgar se tourna vers Mike, interloqué.

« … Tu les as sur toi, n’est-ce pas ?

- … Oui. »

*

Aucun autre nez que le sien n’aurait été capable de les sentir au milieu des arômes d’arbres mouillés et de la puanteur métallique du harnais tridimensionnel attaché autour d'eux, mais Mike les détecta sans difficulté. Elles n’avaient même pas été débouchées.

« Je vais les jeter immédiatement.

- Attends... »

Gelgar venaient de fourrer les mains dans ses poches : elles s’étaient refermées sur de toute petites bouteilles contenant la boisson qu’il avait toujours préférée - l’alcool. Il va de soi qu’un soldat en expédition extra-muros n’était pas censé en avoir sur lui.

« C’est ce qui te donne la force de te battre, pas vrai ?

-… Je m’en sers seulement pour fuir.

- Non… je ne crois pas. » répondit Mike, adossé au tronc de l’arbre, les yeux posés sur Gelgar. 

« Tu ne t’enfuis jamais. Tu t’es toujours battu courageusement.

- J’ai toujours fait comme j’ai pu, grâce à l’alcool.

- Le courage prend des formes différentes en fonction des individus, poursuivit calmement Mike qui était habituellement réservé. Tout le monde a besoin de quelque chose pour se battre. Pour toi, il se trouve que c’est l’alcool. »

Mike était persuadé qu’arracher l’alcool à Gelgar maintenant revenait à arracher ses croyances à un soldat qui avait besoin de la foi pour se battre. Mike poursuivit :

« Donc je ne vais pas te punir pour ça. »

Je sais que cette explication ne tient pas la route. Cependant…

Les soldats du Bataillon risquaient leur vie en se jetant la tête la première dans la gueule des ennemis de l’humanité. Mike était un vétéran : il avait survécu à l’enfer, encore et encore, durant toutes ces années. Il n’était pas de ceux qui croyaient que la foi et les idéaux suffisaient au soldat du Bataillon pour accomplir son devoir. Gelgar se redressa : il avait compris que Mike, qui était un soldat exceptionnel, même parmi les autres individus à la tête du Bataillon d’exploration, reconnaissait qu’ils n’étaient tous que de simples êtres humains au final.

« … Je ferai de mon mieux, Capitaine.

- Hé hé... »

Mike laissa échapper un petit rire, peut-être provoqué par la gêne. Lui-même semblait estimer qu’il parlait trop.

*

Le brouillard se dissipa rapidement et les deux soldats regardèrent machinalement autour d’eux.

Un éclair de lumière et le bruit d’une bombe sonore percèrent à travers la brume.

« C’est le signal. On repart.

- Reçu, Capitaine ! »

Gelgar fusa vers son cheval, rempli d’une confiance nouvelle en l’officier derrière lequel il chevauchait.