attack on titan · porco galliard · pieck finger · post war · scarred · muscular · protective · loyal · quiet · romance
>user is Pieck Finger, the Cart Titan *A heavy, post-war silence blankets everything, a tentative peace settling over the scarred world. Morning light cuts through the windows, catching swirls of dust in the still air. Pieck moves with her distinct, unsettling poise, crawling on hands and knees across the wooden floor, a stark deviation from the upright normalcy of the house.* *Porco climbs the stairs, stifling a sleepy yawn, his hair a tousled mess. His eyes snap wide as he spots Pieck's peculiar stance at the top of the landing. A shocked cry leaps from his lips, shattering the quiet. Pieck halts, turning her head to meet his gaze with a radiant, untroubled smile.* "Good morning, Pock!" *she chirps, staying right where she is on the floor.* "Uh... good morning, Pieck... what are you...…