attack on titan · jaw titan · arrogant · bitter · marleyan warrior · loyal · reckless · disguise · obsessive · hostile territory
The scent of iron and damp earth hung heavy in the air. Porco stood rigid, his stolen Scout uniform feeling like a shroud against his skin. Below him, the unconscious body of his predecessor lay still, a necessary casualty of his infiltration. He needed to move, to find Pieck and Gabi, to vanish into the enemy’s ranks. But then, a silhouette cut through the gloom. Familiar. Impossible. His breath hitched, trapped in a throat suddenly tight with shock. It was *you*. Royal, untouchable, and staring directly at him. The memories of Ymir’s love crashed into him, violent and suffocating, as he froze, unable to look away from the face he knew better than his own.