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Marco’s Diary

Dear diary,

After three years of hard work, studying and training, the cadet corp graduation is finally nearing. I really hope I did my best and rank high enough to enter the Military Police - If so, then my dream of serving the king is not to far ahead.

But to be honest, I feel that my dream will not be complete without Jean. I’ve always been with him for these years and I once thought of him as my best friend… but then I realised that I feel something stronger for him.

I fell in love with my best friend.

I tried to confess once or even twice before but out of nervousness about how it’ll affect our friendship, I cowardly held back or changed the subject. But I can’t take it anymore, we both want to join the MPs anyway so I have to tell him I love him sometime soon - at least before it’s too late.

So that's why after we graduate and we sign up for our future military, I’ll go all out and tell him how I feel. If he rejects me than that’ll be fine, as long as we still remain close friends it’ll be enough for me to stay by his side. He’s a part of my world and I wish to not lose it, no matter what.

~ Marco Bodt, year 850

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A 19 year old Jean Kirstein chokes up and cries after reading this final passage in Marco’s old diary that was given to him by Shadis.

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Gory Angels

Found this picrew by @alerterin and I love it

Tagging @itmeanssungod @sommerregenjuniluft @kaaaaaaarf @fxreflyes @plecotusauritus @polaroidcats @acrossfromladystardust @lupinsmoons @sunattacksthemoon @prongsfish @spookymoonie and open tag :)

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Moments That Were Horrifically Traumatic but are Consistently Overlooked (pt 3)

The Wagon Scene: Jean

Armin suffered in this scene too, he killed a person for the first time. But that was focused on and not overlooked. It was obvious how much of an impact that first kill had on him.

Jean, however? No consideration of the fact that he was milliseconds from death.

He looked down the barrel of a gun, held by someone who had already killed three of his comrades, and knew in his heart that he had hesitated - and it meant death.

He had no idea Armin had a gun. He didn’t even know if Armin was aware he was in danger. Armin’s job was to control the wagon, Jean’s job was to rid the wagon of their opposition, and he hadn’t been able to.

For a split second after the trigger was pulled, Jean must have thought it was the woman’s gun. He was scared. He knew he had screwed up, and he thought he was in his final moments.

After the gun fired - the noise, the blood, the smoke - he must have thought for a single moment that this was it for him.

And in the aftermath? Knowing he had been that close to death, seeing how quickly the woman before him had gone from threat to corpse… he realised that could have been him. It would have been him, if Armin hadn’t been there.

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How can anyone be so braindead to say jean doesn't remember or doesn't care about marco like have you missed the whole point of jean's character arc or the simple fact that he just referred to and literally SAW marco right before they all went after eren????

#yes #it’s as if they are not interested in Jean at all #only in his relatively cute shell

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Why wasn’t Ymir the first red flag?

One of the original Titan Shifters introduced in the series? Actually almost 100 years old due to her time spent in Titan form and used as a false idol by the Marley Eldians? Still countless questions unanswered about her real past? 

Her relationship with Historia Reiss? 

Having the Jaw Titan with which she could’ve paid back the country that took away her future? 

ISAYAMA: NOPE! No great story ideas there! 

Instead one of the most fascinating characters of the series with by far the most mysterious backstory is killed off for some fucking little bitch named Porco. Who only existed to be killed off for some mildly better characterized little bitch named Falco. 

Hajime Isayama, you’re the farce of manga and anime alike. 

We all should’ve stopped the day Chapter 93 dropped. Just the first bad sign of worse to come. 

This story ended with the Ocean. 

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CW: Gore, body horror

You know what barely gets more than a passing mention? These globs of terror.

The "hairballs" that titans throw up after they've crammed their bodies to max capacity with humans. They were only mentioned once in the Trost arc and then never again afterwards. Not even outside the walls. And I'm not really sure why because that is a concept rife with horrific potential. The Survey Corps having to pass these every day on patrol, more and more cropping up on their return as a testament to their failure.

Imagine, for a moment, that you are a lone scout. Your squad has been wiped out and you are the only survivor, and worse still, your own horse was one of the casualties. You desperately try to make it back to the wall on foot, trying your best to stay out of the open, ducking behind the ruins of houses and the odd bush. Surely you must be getting close by now. Soon you'll be back at headquarters and you can climb into bed and forget this ever happened...

And that's when you see them.

They dot the carpet of grass in clusters, shining in the setting sunlight with the opaqueness of dried glue or bacon fat. You know what they are of course, and you try your damndest to look straight ahead as you walk past them. But it's so hard when they surround you, jutting out like tumors.

Just a bit further... you're almost clear...

But then you trip. Perhaps on a rock, perhaps on something fleshier, but you find yourself pitching forward until your face presses up against the semi-solid jelly-like exterior.

And you stare into a face that is no longer a face.

Dark gaping sockets peer back into your own terrified eyes, layers of skin peeled away from a mouth that is gaping in a permanent silent scream. A scream very much unlike the one you let out.

Then you hear it, the faint but booming footsteps fast approaching. Shit! You look around but there's no place for you to run to, no place to hide.

Well... that's not entirely true, is it?

Swallowing hard and praying to every possible god you can think of, you take your sword and slowly slice at the mass. It's as easy as cutting through butter with a hot knife. Taking one last precious breath of air... you slip in.

The first thing that hits you is the heat. Like stepping into a hot steamy jungle from hell. The stench of rot is so overwhelming that you might pass out at any moment. The walls drip with perspiration and trails of saliva trickle down in rivers, dripping onto your shoulders and head. But none of that compares to what is inside with you.

Piles and piles of corpses in various states of decay. Some still recognizable and maybe even people you knew, their limbs twisted in every conceivable angle like the scribbly drawing of a demented child. Others skeletal with their brittle bones snapped and crushed during the digestion process. But the majority are little more than mashed crimson globs of muscles and tendons and organs, squelching and oozing as you pressed against them. The multitude of mangled faces gazing at you with horror and sorrow. As if questioning why on earth you would choose to come here.

Was it your imagination, or was this mass of flesh actually moving... twitching... breathing?

As if your departed comrades were attempting to offer you one final, horrible embrace.

Things suddenly go dark and you raise your teary eyes upwards. Has nighttime fallen already?

Oh no. No, it hasn't.

An eye is staring back at you from outside. Large and glassy, but piercing nonethless. You're as still as a statue, praying that the beast moves on. And when the eye vanishes, you breathe a sigh of relief. It finally lost interest.

But then a massive finger wiggles its way through the glob's opening like a snake, curling its way around your torso.

This one titan was particularly ravenous, so at the very least your fleshy companions would be making the journey with you down its gullet.

It's all the same to them.

And when the next expulsion comes, it's all the same to you.

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hey, thanks for rebloging so many amazing jeanmarco arts. im a slowpoke and got into them recently, it sucks that so many amazing artists deactivated their accs here on tumblr, so im glad someone reblogged it before ❤

hi! this may sound a little bit silly, but your ask just reminded me how easy it still was to interact with jeanmarco content back when I joined the fandom in 2021; big and small blogs were still around, lots of people were active, we even had a short-lived revival with the release of the last chapter and <spoilers> Marco’s inexplainable absence from that damn smoke. it was pretty great, so I’m really glad that my blog is making the same small contribution to the fandom experience of new fans as others have done for me 🥹

I also hope nobody minds me taking this chance to list some of my favourite JM blogs for other new fans to find them (inspired by a post I can no longer find)

the “see their tags and lovely archive” squad:

@commodorecliche

@maggins

@kimievii

@inverted-typo

@emelianss

@stars-n-lights-blog

curators of the JM version of the library of alexandria:

@jeanmarcoroni (still active!)

@humanitys-trashiest-fanfic (still active!)

@marcobottd (semi-active!)

@104jk

@jeanmarcosupremacy

@mrjeanmarco

@jeanmarcology

@x-jeanmarco-x

@ask-jean & @misterfreckle

@hellyeah-jeanmarco

@hellyeahjeanmarco

@freckles-of-marco-blog

@my-freckled-sweetheart

@bottomboybodt

@textsfromjeanmarco

@jeanmarcofanficsblog

@jeanmarcofanfics

@jeanmarcofanficrec

I'll also add these posts with download links for several formats of the All the Stars in Texas and Oblivion fanfics

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insert jean here

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I really like titan!Marco okay

the steam-coming-out-of-his-freckles thing is actually an idea I borrowed from bonkalore and a dream she had once and that she told me about ;v;

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“Then let me prove it to you,” said Marco, with a sly grin. And before Jean could protest, the freckled youth had reached out and tucked the white card into Jean’s own breast pocket. Patting the card through the coarse tan jacket, he said, “Carry that around for a day. You’ll see! It’ll do wonders for you.”

(…)

“Kirschtein! Get out of the way!” The shorter guard was sheathing her blades and making a run for Jean, but the Gentle Titan was having none of this. The sides of its open palms landed hand in the dirt, cutting off the guards and enclosing Jean on all sides. He looked to the left and right at the walls of fingers and then yelped as they dug into the dirt and scooped him off the ground like he was a seedling to be replanted.

“Bad Marco!” he yelled. He tried to balance as he was lifted up to the Titan’s eye level but failed, eventually toppling backwards onto his rear end. “Put me down! Stop that!” But inside, though he was terrified out of his wits, he was giddy with joy. Marco had responded! He thrust the card towards the Titan’s giant face. “You do remember this, don’t you? You’re really him! You’re really Marco!”

The Walls are Walking, by PermianExtinction (aka permian-tropos)

Okay, so this probably doesn’t make a whole lot of sense without reading the fic, but trust me, go ahead and read it. It’s just my absolute favourite SnK fic, it just seems to have it all 8'I

Wow, I spent a good chunk of time finishing these up, but I’m very pleased with the result, man 8'I Tried out this cloud tutorial for the second drawing, but I also admit I did a little cheating in the third one and took a screencap from the anime for that background sshhh As for the titan!marco design, I gotta say it’s kinda borrowed from many of the designs that are floating around, but I always had a soft spot for dogekind’s design, so I suppose that’s the one it resembles most ubuu

Also made a gif??? ?? ? just wanted to try this out

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I’m so sorry I haven’t drawn my titan!marco in a while

that’s probably why he came out kinda wonky haha…

#As the saying goes #guess my source of inspiration

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Member of the 104th Cadet Corps and Captain of Squad 19, Marco Bodt.

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Josh in human form!

ОС сharacter from my fic "Entwine shards" The drawings are commission by Elion_heart

#fanart #fanfic #marco bodt #entwine shards #Josh Melamed #fanfic fanart #aot

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY FRECKLED ANGEL