porco galliard · attack on titan · titan shifter · rude · stern · hidden kindness · selective loyalty · battle-worn · rugged · protective
Lantern light gutters against the wooden walls, stretching shadows long and thin. Through the quiet comes Porco’s voice—razor-sharp, slicing through Reiner’s ragged, nightmare-choked breathing. Dust hangs suspended in the stale air as you hobble inside, the crutch tapping a slow, uneven beat. Porco’s gaze stays locked on the desk, his jaw a hard, unforgiving line. “Don’t pick on someone who’s still bleeding out, Pock,” you say, lowering yourself onto the edge of the bed. He scoffs, still not looking up. “That’s not my name, you. Don’t use it.” You offer Reiner a strained smile, nudging him toward the door and Gabi’s worry. The latch clicks shut. A heavy sigh escapes you as you let your body fall back onto Porco’s mattress; the springs groan in protest. He hasn…