#porco galliard fanfic

[naomikozura]

➣The Only Exception

Porco x Fem!Reader (College Au)

genre: enemies to lovers, sfw

warnings: strong language, under and of age drinking

w.c: 8.3k

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08. The Nights

You sat in your seat with your foot bouncing up and down. Ten minutes had already passed and he still wasn’t here, a part of you happy that he wasn’t but another part annoyed that he was late to your tutoring session. When the door to the study room finally opened, a lazily-dressed Porco walked in, you looked at him with a deadpan face. 

“What?”, he asked, looking up from his phone. 

“You’re ten minutes late.”, you said as you kicked his chair from under the table, pushing it so that it hit his leg slightly. He rolled his eyes before pulling the chair back and sitting next to you. He sat his bag down and took his notebook and calculator out. “It was only five minutes, and you gave me the wrong room number sweetheart.”, he said with a smug look on his face. 

“I did not!”, you countered, but when he pulled out your messages, you checked and realized you had, in fact, given him the wrong room number. You sunk back in your seat and pouted to yourself. He chuckled a little bit before he set his calculator in the right mode and handed it to you. 

“Ready to learn some calculus?”, he asked, enjoying seeing you in pain over learning math. 

“Absolutely not. I would rather drink bleach.”, he looked at you with a concerned look on his face. “You’re so dramatic.” 

“Whatever, are you going to tutor me or keep going on about my dramatics?”, he raised his hands in defeat, leaning forward and grabbing your textbook. “What chapter is your class in right now?”

“We’re on chapter 7 and 8.”, he nodded before flipping into the workbook section and you pulled up the study guide on your laptop to work everything out on paper then transfer it to the worksheet online. He showed you step by step on how to do a problem, your hands following the order of his as he explained the steps of the problem. By the end of the first section, you had slowly started picking up on how to solve the problems. He let you do a few on your own and only missed one of the six problems you had to do.

“Why is this actually starting to make sense?”, you asked, scratching your hair with the end of the pencil in your hand. He looked up at you, a piece of his hair falling over his forehead. He brushed a hand through his hair and leaned back in the chair. 

“That’s because it’s easy.”

“No it isn’t, I studied for this for weeks and failed my first exam, but now it makes sense.”

“It’s because you’ve never been tutored by me before.”, you looked at him and your expression fell again. “I take it back”, you said, rolling your eyes. You looked at him from the corner of your eye. Porco was actually not that bad of a guy when he wasn’t being rude or talking too much. He was pretty calm and laid back. He seemed to really like math and found ways to make it easy to understand. 

After about an hour or two, you both decided to call it a day, leaning back and stretching in your chair. You could hear and feel the satisfying pops that your body was releasing. “You’re not too bad Porco. Thank you for helping me out.”

“Yeah, it’s no problem.”, he answered back. “It isn’t too bad once you actually understand how to do it.”. 

“Did the Academy have you take a lot of classes and that’s why you’re good at math?”, you asked, trying to start a conversation with him since you knew absolutely nothing about him.

“I’m a double major. Physics and Business, so the Academy had to give us prep before we applied for universities.”, he replied calmly. You looked at him with an impressed look on your face. “Wow, have you always known you wanted to go to school for physics and business?”, he looked at you before giving you a blunt ‘no’.

“I was more so forced into it. I didn’t want to come to university but it would be the only way I would continue to play soccer.”

“So, soccer is like a passion you have? It isn’t just a hobby?”, you finally found something to further the conversation with, something to learn more about him.

“I guess you could say that. Regardless, it’s the only reason I’m in university, I could give a fuck about getting a degree.”. You sat there looking at him in silence. 

“What about you? What are you here for?”

“I’m double majoring too. I have graphic design and psychology for my majors and a concentration in mass media production and publication.” You didn’t miss how he raised an eyebrow at you, confused by the long title of your degree plan. 

“Well, hopefully whatever you have planned works out for you.”

“Yeah, for you too.”, you smiled at him and he looked down at the time on his phone. “I doubt it, but thanks.”

“Why would you go into a major you didn’t want?”

“Only way to make a particular someone leave me alone.”, he said blatantly. Your heart felt a bit heavy for him, knowing that if it was his family that put that pressure on him, then of course he’d be unhappy. Most people are when their parents pick out their whole life plans for them. 

“Parents?”

“Something like that. What about yours?”

“They were a bit more lenient.”

“Yeah, it must be nice”, he said softly. 

“They aren’t all that great, they also control certain aspects of my life.”

“Hm, is that why you’re so reserved?”, he asked but not in a rude way but a curious one. 

“Kind of. They work hard to provide for my future so I figured I could at least keep my promise to them while I’m in university.”, he hummed in response, leaning forward and grabbing his things to put in his backpack. 

“Well, I should get going, I don’t want to keep you out late.”

“It isn’t that late”, you said almost too quickly. He looked at you for a moment longer. His eyes never giving away his thoughts. 

“(Y/n), it’s almost 10 pm”, he said showing you the time. 

“Yeah, I usually head home way later than this.”

“Like, alone?”, he raised his brow, confused as to why you’d walk home alone in the dark. 

“Yeah. Why?”

“You know that isn’t safe, right?”

“I can give you a ride.”, you run your hands over your hair, pulling the baby hairs down. You shook your head and held your hands up. 

“I’ll be fine, don’t get all worried over little old me.”, you grabbed your bag and headed for the door, Porco still staring at you. 

“What?”

“You’re not walking home.”

“Why does it even matter to you?”, you pressed, unsure why it bothered him so much. 

“It doesn’t necessarily, but it’s dark outside, and you’re a girl. I don’t doubt your self defense capabilities but I don’t exactly trust the guys in this town”, he mentioned as he started walking with you down the stairs. 

By the time you reached outside the library, you both had continued arguing about walking home and how he didn’t need to drive you. You huffed and began walking away, you heard Porco sigh and you could already imagine his face as you felt his eye boring into the back of your head. 

You heard footsteps behind you and you turned your head slightly to see Porco next to you. He left his car in the parking lot, probably internally regretting the decision. You crossed your arms in defeat, silence falling over the two of you. You were a bit upset that he didn’t have a slimmer of faith in you but also felt safe knowing you wouldn’t have to be clutching your pepper spray.  

After five minutes, the silence overwhelmed you, you needed to say something or you were going to go crazy. 

“So, do you like being on the team?”, you asked, picking up pace catch up walking next to Porco. He looked at you before nodding silently. 

“Yeah, it’s nice. I thought it would be hard knowing everyone but it wasn’t so bad”

“Yeah, the guys are really cool, they helped me make friends with the girls since Connie and I had a class together freshman year. I met Sasha before him but didn’t know they were dating until after.”

And so it happened. The conversation continued for another 20 minutes as you walked back to your dorm. It felt nice seeing Porco a bit relaxed, he was more controlled and didn’t seem on edge as much anymore. 

He opened the door for you to go inside and you followed. The conversation went from the team, to your friends, to your likes and dislikes, and how yellow red bulls were the superior energy drink and Porco disagreed, saying that they were just loaded on sugar. 

Once you got to your door, the conversation didn’t stop, you didn’t want it to stop. You just kept talking until someone came out of their room and told you two to be quiet. When the guy went back into his dorm, you both looked at each other and you laughed as Porco smirked at you. 

“Well, I’ll see you for our next study time. Goodnight, (Y/n)”, and with that he turned to leave. You whispered a silent ‘good night’ before turning the door to you own dorm. You kept your thoughts to yourself about the night. 

He wasn’t so bad, at least not like he was in the beginning. You pushed the door to your dorm open and quietly walked into your room. You got undressed and got in the bed, setting your alarm early for the next morning. 

“You need to focus”, you heard Porco’s voice ring out again. 

“I am focused.” you glared at him as he rolled his eyes and picked up your worksheet. “Then why are all the questions blank and you’ve just been scribbling?”

“I’m bored. I’m tired of this shit.”, you sighed and rubbed your forehead. Porco looked at your dramatic expression before pushing the textbook back over to you. You could see his eyebrow twitching and his façade starting to break. 

“You need to study. Do you really want to fail your exam? Especially before spring break?”, he mentioned. 

Him mentioning spring break just reminded you how you wouldn’t be able to catch a break from seeing his stupid face. You had to spend the week in the same Airbnb as him and his stupid, spoiled personality. He had started to grow on you but he started to make smart comments so it took you two steps back. You tried to ignore the fact that he would be there, wondering if it would be unbearable or if you wouldn’t have to talk to him at all since the entire group would be there.

“Have you started packing?”, you heard him ask, still writing in his notebook and working out a problem. “No, we still have about two weeks before the trip.”

“I see, I just know that girls take forever to plan out their outfits then pack everything at the last minute.”, he said, punching the buttons on his calculator.

“No, I think I’ll be okay. I only own like two bathing suits and just plan on wearing comfy clothes all week.”, you responded as you handed him your worksheet to double check your answers. He looked at it before erasing one number and fixed your answer. 

“You forgot to carry the 2.”, he said, handing it back. “You’re catching on pretty quick, (L/n).”

“Well, I do have a good tutor, so I guess that helps.”, you said, smiling over at him. His eyes met yours and he smiled back at you. Wait. Did Porco really just smile back at you? Like a real smile? You mentally give yourself a high five at his slow comfortability towards you. 

“So, how do your parents feel about you going on spring break with a bunch of guys?”, he asked out of nowhere. You raised an eyebrow at him, he looked up at you before leaning back in his chair.

“What? Aren’t most girls’ parents super strict about that stuff?”

“I mean, I guess. They don’t exactly know that I’m going…”, you mentioned as your voice trailed off, especially at the thought of you lying to your parents about your plans over the week long break from school. You had told them you would be working with Mrs. Reiss. 

“So, you lied to them?”, he smirked at the thought of you having the guts to lie to your parents.

“No! I just.. I, um”

“You just what?”, he kept staring at you, leaning forward to look at your flustered face at being caught lying. “I just didn’t tell them what I was doing.”

“So, you lied?”, you put your hand up to push him away from you and he grabbed your wrist softly, his eyes still looking at you with curious taunting.

“I did not lie. I just didn’t let them know my plans. It isn’t lying if I never told them.”, you tried hard to defend yourself, especially since you knew everyone knew you as the one who could never lie to her parents about anything, no matter what. 

“It’s okay, we all do it from time to time, (Y/n).”

“I did not lie!”, you pushed your other hand towards him and he caught that one in his hands too, your eyes meeting each other closely. Your heart was beating at the position you were in. His hands on your wrists and your knee up to your chest, his body not too far from your own. 

Your eyes flickered down to Porco’s lips, unsure why you just had the sudden urge to look at them. You noticed his eyes stuck on you before you saw the emotion behind them change slightly. It was almost impossible to see if you hadn’t been paying attention. 

“Um.. Porco?”, you said and you felt him back off. 

“Just focus on your work so you can pass this exam.”, he said softly, letting go of your hands and going back to his work like nothing had happened. You looked at him with concerned eyes, not understanding his sudden mood change, but went back to your work anyway. 

You both stayed for another hour or so and finished your work. Missing only 8 questions on the homework instead of 12 like the last time. Porco could see you were improving. You packed your things and so did he, the two of you leaving campus and walking out of the library.

“Well, thanks for tonight. I’ll see you next time.”, you said as you started walking off. You had only walked a few feet before you felt Porco beside you again. “What are you doing?”, you asked.

“You think you’re going to walk home alone again? You really have a death wish or something don’t you?”, he retorted, looking down at his phone and texting someone. A part of you became overly curious as to who it was but knew it wasn’t any of your business. “No, I’m just used to walking home at night.”, he scoffed with a small laugh following afterwards. “You know, you can ask for rides right?”

“Pfft, from you? No, thanks. I don’t want to be in debt to you for life.”, you said mockingly.

Porco rolled his eyes as the both of you continued walking in silence. You were fine, but the silence seemed to overwhelm you again. You started humming, and Porco shot you a stare giving you the notion to stop, but you didn’t.

“(L/n)”

“Mhmm?”,

“Stop your annoying ass humming.”

You looked at him, his eye was twitching and you had to cover up a laugh to keep him from glaring at you. You decided to click your tongue instead, watching his face for any small muscle spasms indicating his annoyance. His eyes twitched again. Success. 

“Sooo, why Paradis?”, you asked him, trying to change the subject so he could regain his cool.

“What do you mean?” “I mean, weren’t you going to Wall Rose U at first? Why Paradis?”, you were being nosey, yes. But how else were you going to get on good terms with the one person who had been nothing but rude to you since you met. 

“Who told you I was at Wall Rose U first?”

“Reiner did.”, you saw him mumble something under his breath before he continued.

“Just didn’t feel like going anymore. I figured I could go here, they have a better soccer team and all of my old classmates are coming here, so why not?”, he answered, but you could tell there was something else behind his reasoning, but you didn’t press.

“What about you?”, he asked back, his eyes focused on the pavement ahead of him.

“I’ve always wanted to come here. They have an amazing graphic design program and my parents used to bring me here when my cousin went here, so I fell in love with the campus.”, you mentioned quickly, hoping he would leave it at that. 

“What do your parents do?”, he asked secondly. Fuck. 

“My mom’s a teacher, my dad works in real estate.”, you lied. You hated lying to him, especially since you were trying to be his friend, but this was how it went with all your friends. No one could know, and no one would. 

There were no more words exchanged after that. You walked the last five minutes in silence. Once you reached the dorms, you went your separate ways, giving each other a simple ‘goodnight’ and leaving it at that. 

The next time you and Porco got together to study, it was at his dorm. He said he didn’t feel like going to the library because it was raining that day so you agreed to meet him at his place. 

You knocked on his door, waiting for him to answer. You double checked your messages to make sure you had the right dorm number. 34C. You put that number to memory. A few minutes passed, and Porco had still not opened the door. You knocked again, a bit louder this time. You heard something fall inside, making a noise loud enough for you to hear from outside. The lock on the door unlocked and you saw a disheveled Porco, hair wet and messy, sweats and sweater put on quickly, the collar of his sweater not buttoned completely so you could see his collarbones and part of his chest. 

“Um.. I can come back later?”, you shifted uncomfortably, trying not to look at Porco’s current state. He looked at you, taking a moment to process your words. The silence flooded a second too long. “No, no. Just.. come in.”, he said, inviting you inside his dorm. It was cleaner than you expected. No dishes in the sink, the counters clean, the sofa had a folded blanket on it and the tv stand had organized movies and books. You wondered if his bedroom was the same or if it was horrible.

“Let me go fix my hair. You can just sit on the couch.”, and he disappeared, his room door clicking shut. A few seconds passed, maybe a minute, and he was back. His hair brushed back like he always had it, and his sweater and sweats were fixed, though he left the buttons undone. You had to avert your eyes once again. 

“Sorry, I thought I had more time to get cleaned up after practice.”, he said quickly. “Do you want anything to drink?”, he asked as he walked over to his little kitchen area, which was just a small stove and a microwave and fridge along one wall. “Um, do you have coffee and creamer?”, you asked and he nodded before pulling out the creamer and putting a pot to brew. 

“So, did you want to go over the next chapter in the book or?”, you started but stopped when you looked up to see him stretching, his abs showing slightly from underneath his sweater. Your cheeks got painted a slight pink color, you turned away again. 

“Yeah, we can. I was thinking we can probably just do about half of it and focus on the rest next time.”, he said, while grabbing two mugs from the cupboard. He pulled the coffee out of the machine and poured yours into a mug then poured his as well. You looked at him and he slightly scooted the mug forward, signaling you to come up and add your sugar and creamer. 

“I didn’t think you liked coffee.”, you said softly, trying to start a conversation with him. “Yeah, I do, I just don’t add as much sugar like I used to. Coach doesn’t really let us.”, he mentioned, stirring his mug with the small amount of creamer he had added to his mug. 

“That sucks, I don’t know what I would do without caffeine, I need it to function at this point honestly.”, you joked, earning a small smirk from Porco. “Yeah, it does kind of suck.”

The two of you made your way over to the couch, both facing towards each other, but on opposite ends of the couch. You had taken off your shoes when you came inside, so you only had socks on and your olive green sweater and gray sweats. The two of you got comfortable and Porco was the one who started talking this time.

“Have you ever been to the MoMA in Sina?”, he asked while drinking from his mug. You looked at him, a bit shocked by his question. 

“Um, no. I haven’t. I’ve always wanted to go though. I hear they have amazing exhibits every month or so.”, Why would he bring up the museum so randomly?

“It’s nice. I went there one time with my family, and I remembered you saying that you were into graphic design and I figured you’d like it.”, he answered honestly while looking over at you. You had to snap out of your trance so that you didn’t look dumb while looking at him. You shut your mouth and fixed your posture. “Oh, well, I’ll have to check it out some time then.”

The night continued just like that, no actual work getting done, it was just talking. It wasn’t forced or awkward. It felt natural. Who knew Porco could be so good at holding a conversation? You wondered if he had always been this way, if he actually had a bad personality or if he was easily annoyed.

“You know, you’re actually not too bad.”, you said looking down at your mug, stirring the coffee in your hand. Porco looked at you, one arm on the head of the couch and his other hand resting on the knee that was propped up. 

“Are you trying to say that you think I was an ass?”, he said, raising an eyebrow at you. You stifled a small laugh before you set the mug down on the small coffee table and leaned forward, your knees touching. “Well, you weren’t exactly nice the first time we met.”, you mentioned, wondering if he even remembered the first time you had met. 

“Are you talking about the kickback or the party?”, he asked, surprising you that he also remembered the kickback at all. “I guess both?”

Porco brushed a hand through his styled hair, pushing it back and setting his own mug down on the table. He leaned back on his elbows on the armrest behind him. “I had a lot going on, especially with z…some family issues.”, he mentioned. 

“Is everything okay now?”

“It’s somewhat better. It’s been a lot to deal with.”

“Why don’t you talk to Marcel or Colt about it?”, you figured since he had his friends from the academy and his brother, he would have some sort of support system. A small part of you feeling upset for him. He shifted in his seat before leaning his head on the head of the couch. 

“Do you tell your friends everything that you have going on?”, he asked, his eyes clear as day as he stared at you. Your heart skipped a beat in your chest, you would be lying if you said ‘yes’ because you knew you had a secret no one could know. You slightly shook your head, resting your head on the head of the couch like him. The comfortability turned into a vulnerable atmosphere. 

“It’s hard keeping everything to yourself, you need to have someone you can really trust in, you know?”, you suggested, knowing that the only person you had close to you was Historia. She was the only one who really knew every part of your life, and vice versa. You wondered if Porco could find someone like that too.

“Do you have someone you really trust?” “Yeah”, you whisper. “Historia helps me a lot. She’s been there for me since I can remember.”

Porco’s eyes flickered as he looked at you, his knee touching yours entirely. The warmth was subtle but it felt nice. Being around Porco felt nice, your perception of him being proven entirely wrong. 

“The night of the party. The way I talked to you.”

“Porco, you already apologized for that.”, you reminded him, remembering the night he gave you back your phone.  He lifted his hand a little bit, not in a rude way, but to let you know that he wanted to tell you his peace. 

“It wasn’t fair. You were worried about Braun. It was wrong of me to invalidate your feelings that way and make you feel at fault. I’m sorry, (Y/n).”, the words sounded so foreign leaving his lips but sounded pleasing to hear. You realized that Porco was able to recognize his wrongs, his apologies meaning so much more since he didn’t give those apologies often. At least, from what Pieck has told you in the past. 

“I appreciate the apology, Porco.”, you accepted his words, knowing he meant every word. You looked at him with soft eyes, not breaking eye contact until the both of you heard a phone ring on the counter. The two of you stood at the same time, softly bumping into each other. You looked up at him, your bodies close to one another. You were stuck in his gaze that you hadn’t noticed that he had put a hand on your waist to keep you from falling when you bumped into him.

“Um.. the phone, Porco.”, you broke the tension, his eyes stuck on yours for a split second longer, his lips parted slightly. He let out a small breath before pulling away and walking towards the counter. He lifted your phone to signal it was yours going off. 

You walked over, grabbing it from him and realized that Reiner had texted you. You quickly texted him back and you felt the energy in the room suddenly shift. Porco had walked back to the couch and sat down while you stood by the counter. 

“So, are you and Marcel close?”, you turned to him and he leaned his head back, upside looking at you. “Somewhat close, I guess.”, he spoke out, you laughed at how his hair fell backwards. 

“Why are you laughing?”, he questioned, his hair still hanging down since he was leaning back. You walked towards him, putting your hands on your knees, bending down and meeting his eyes. “You look funny.”, you repeated, stifling yet another laugh. Your eyes were meeting him and he gave you a small wink. Your heart quite literally stopped in your chest. You really felt like you needed to go to the hospital and get your pulse checked. 

“You look funny too.”, he smirked back, and you gave him a soft smile. You noticed Porco’s eyes flickering to your lips. You broke eye contact and stood up, making your way over to the other side of the couch. The silence filled the room and you grabbed your mug off the table to take another sip of your coffee. 

“So, you and Braun?”, you looked at him, wondering where the sudden interest came from. “What about Reiner?”, you questioned.

“You’re close.”

“Yeah, we’re good friends. He’s nice.”, Why was this coming up?

He grunted as his response and you stared at him unknowing at what he was insinuating. “Why?”

“Nothing. Just, it’s Reiner.” 

“Is that a bad thing?”, you stared at him, his eyes suddenly gaining interest at the wall, uninterested. 

“No, it’s nothing.”, he said, “At least someone is calming that braindead lump down.”, he said under his breath. You rolled your eyes as Marcel’s words rang through your head. They were not friends, you figured it was normal for the two of them to bump heads. 

“Did the two of you not get along back at the academy?”, you raised your legs onto the couch, throwing them over his legs. You figured he'd either do one of two things. Throw them off or leave them be. He looked at you, then fixed himself on the couch, your legs shifting in his lap, giving you the answer of him leaving them as is.

“We did. He’s just annoying.”, he mumbled. Of course he would think that. Reiner had a different personality than he did. Reiner talked more, was more outgoing and extroverted. Porco was more quiet, reserved and didn’t seem like the type to be out and about all the time. Maybe they were friends, but just polar opposites. 

“I just wouldn’t necessarily call him a friend. We were never close nor hung out in that way. Only reason we got in the same group was because of Bertholdt and Marcel.”, you sat quietly and listened to him. You wanted to get to know him more and listening to any type of detail he had to give 

“Marcel had both of them in classes with him, and he introduced them to Colt, Pieck and me. The group kind of just started on its own that way.” 

“You don’t make friends easily do you?”, the words left your mouth before you could stop them, only then realizing how rude the remark sounded. Porco’s expression changed from relaxed to straight-faced. He sighed before brushing his hair back before responding. 

“I mean, I made friends with you and your group, didn’t I?”, he remarked. You looked at him a bit dumbfounded. Did he just call you his friend?

“I suppose you did.”, you smiled at him before checking your phone, the time already reading past 9. “I should get going. It’s getting late.”, you said as you leaned forward. Porco watched your movements, not taking his eyes off of you. You went to move your legs, but hadn’t noticed Porco’s hand resting on them. When did he put his hand there?

He didn’t move his hand until a moment later, letting you stand up and grab your bag. He got up and walked over to the door with you. You slid on your shoes and fixed your sweater before turning to look at Porco. Your back was facing the door that led back to the hallway. With Porco standing over you, you backed up towards the door, your breath steady. He looked at you, his stance confident but relaxed. You hadn’t felt the door touching your back until Porco raised a hand and placed it next to your head on the door. Your eyes met and never moved away from his golden ones. 

How did you and him get to this point? You hadn’t known him for more than a few weeks, he just started to consider you his friend. His head leaned down to yours, close enough to feel his breath on your cheek. You noticed his eyes flicker to your lips then back up. The sudden urge to kiss him flooded your body, your cheeks flushing pink, your heart beating quickly. 

“Um, Porco?”, you spoke, your voice shaky. His eyes met yours and you gave him a look of confusion, hoping it would cover your look of want. You felt his hand lift to your face, pinching something on your cheek.

“You had an eyelash.”, he said, showing it to you on his finger before backing away and grabbing the door handle, turning it and opening it for you. You thanked him and stepped to the side to leave. 

“Thanks Porco. I had a good time tonight.”, you smiled at him, and he smirked at you. “Yeah, me too.”, and with that you left, the door closing softly behind you. You stood in the hallway for a minute, trying to gather your thoughts. Your heart beating in your chest, recollecting your thoughts, recollecting your emotions. You took a deep breath before walking away. 

Porco was just a friend. He’s just your friend. 

Nothing more.

“Hey, do you mind giving me a ride to work again? It’s going to be raining tonight and I can’t see very well at night. I can have Connie pick me up after shift.”, you looked up at Sasha from your phone, turning to see her getting ready for her night shift at the bar she worked at. The weekends were always the best times for the bars off campus. Sasha always managed to make a lot of money and she only had to work two or three nights a week. 

“Yeah, what time do you have to be there?”, you asked her while you washed the dishes. “At 9pm, we still have an hour left so whenever you’re ready.”, she said as she went back to her room to finish doing her hair. You hummed in response and put the dishes away, you wondered if you should go in for a while and get a drink or two. Usually there would be some people you knew from class or friends you’ve made throughout the school year, but you figured that a night in wouldn’t be too bad. 

You finished the dishes and decided to change into a crop top and shorts, going for something more comfortable for the night. You called out to Sasha who confirmed she was ready, and you grabbed your bag and your keys before heading out. You climbed into your car, turning it on, the engine clicking before actually turning on. You realized the ‘check engine’ light was on. You ignored it and started driving out towards Sina. The part of Sina that Sasha worked at was closer to campus than where you worked, it was harder to drive to your work than it was for Sasha, which is why you opted for the bus to avoid the drives and traffic. 

“Do you want to go in for a drink?”, Sasha asked once you pulled up to the Garrison. You parked the car at the front, contemplating in your head before turning it off and going inside with her. “I’ll come in to say hi, but I have some more work I need to do before Monday.”, you answered as she pushed the door open. You were greeted by the bouncer, Nicolo, who you had known for a while since you had classes together freshman year and who secretly had a crush on Sasha for almost a year. Unfortunately for him, Connie and Sasha had been something he found out about the hard way. 

“Hey, (Y/n), welcome in, what can I get for you?”, one of the bartenders asked you. They all knew who you were since the majority of the staff went to either Wall Rose U or Paradis. Some of them are friends from your freshman year classes, others you’ve met at parties. 

“Nothing for me, I won’t be drinking tonight.”, you answered, leaning on the bar top and continuing the conversation. The bar was pretty full, average for a Friday night. You were sure more people would show up by 10 or 11. You leaned over the bar, talking to Sasha and her coworker as they worked, you noticed that a group of guys were staring at you. One of them was tall, had a dark brown undercut, he was kind of attractive to be honest. You noticed that he had made eye-contact with you and handed his drink to one of his friends. 

He walked over to you and leaned over the counter with you. “Hey, do you mind if I can buy you a drink?”, he asked, his smile soft as he looked at you. You smiled at him, before opening your mouth to speak. “Hi, um, I’m okay. I’m not drinking tonight.”

“Oh, that’s fine. Thought I would ask.”

“Well, thank you for the offer…”

“Samuel. My name’s Samuel.”, he said and smiled at you as he straightened himself up to shake your hand. You smiled at him and laughed a little. “Well, thank you Samuel. I’m (Y/n).”

The two of you talked for a little while, even found out that he attended Wall Rose. You liked that he was nice, reserved and really laid back. It was different from what you were used to coming from Wall Rose. You checked the time and noticed it was almost 11:30. You had been here longer than you expected, longer than you wanted to be. You needed to leave, so you tried to find a way to excuse yourself and Samuel gave you a goodbye. He calmly asked if you could exchange numbers, and you nodded. You gave him your phone as he typed in his name and number. 

You turned around, noticing someone behind you. You recognized a set of dirty blonde hair, it looked like a girl you saw at the party that the Wall Rose U guys crashed. You wondered if she was friends with them. You heard Samuel call your name, handing your phone back and giving you a small goodbye. You smiled at him and walked to the other side of the bar to give Sasha a notice, letting her know you were heading out and to let Connie know to pick her up. She nodded and gave you a goodbye hug over the counter. You started to head out towards the exit, having to be pushed by some people to get by. 

“Come on, this is the third time you’ve ditched me.”, you turned to see the same girl from a few seconds ago, unsure who she was talking to since there were people around her. You pushed by the people in front of her. 

“I’m just not in the mood, Hitch.”, you stopped in your tracks. Your heart thumping at the familiar voice ringing out from the crowd, surprised you recognized it because of the music. “C’mon, let loose, it’s an off week.”, you turned around to look at who she was talking to only to be met with another pair of eyes looking at you. It was Floch. Your heart quite literally stopped this time. You pushed your way out of the crowd and moved away from where you were, hoping you would be able to hide in the crowd. 

You saw the exit sign and moved towards it, excusing yourself even though you knew they wouldn’t be able to hear you. “(Y/n)?”, your stopped. Great, Floch managed to catch up to you. You turned around only to be met with golden eyes.

“Porco?”

You looked behind him, seeing Floch looking around. Your heart was racing, the absolute last person you wanted to see was the guy who harassed you at Connie’s party. Porco’s lips kept moving, the words not reaching your ears, your eyes still looking over his shoulder at Floch closing in on you, his eyes aimed in your direction. You grabbed Porco, your arms going over his neck and pressing your lips on his. You felt Porco’s body tense, his breath uneven, before he relaxed and placed his hands on your hips and brought you closer to him. His lips moved against yours slightly, you moved your lips against his, the softness of them lighting a fire inside of you. You opened your eyes slightly, noticing that Floch had started walking in the opposite direction. Your eyes looked back at Porco, whose own eyes remained closed.

You pulled away, his hands not leaving your body but his eyes opened, looking at you with subtle shock and his lips swollen. “Sorry, I didn’t.. I, um..”, you couldn’t find the words to say, still phased by your sudden actions. “What was that about?”, he asked, raising an eyebrow. 

“Um..Just someone I didn’t want to see.”, you answered truthfully, the awkwardness settling between the two of you. You looked up at him and you noticed how close your bodies still were, but neither of you moved from your spots. “Why are you here?”, Porco broke the silence, you looked up at him before telling him about dropping off Sasha and getting caught up talking to some friends. You didn’t tell him about Samuel for some reason, but figured it would be better that way. 

“What about you?”, you asked back. He looked over his shoulder, then back at you before grabbing your hand, dragging you towards the exit and away from the loud music and condensed bodies inside the bar. “Some people I know dragged me out. I’ve been trying to leave for almost an hour.”

“Did you drive here?”, you questioned, and he shook his head. You looked over at your car, and fished the keys out of your purse. “I drove here, I don’t mind giving you a ride home.”, you offered, a part of you hoping he would accept your offer. He looked at you, questioning whether he should say yes or not. Suddenly, you felt a bit of water falling on your forehead. You looked up and noticed it was about to start raining. 

“Offer is limited time, Pock.”, you smiled at him, and he smirked back at you. He nodded and walked behind you as you jumped in your car. You heard the same clicking noise before it turned on fully. You pulled out and started driving home, it only being about 20 minutes away. 

“You do know your check engine light is on right?’, Porco mentioned as he texted on his phone. “Yeah, I just haven’t had time to get it checked.”.

“Pull over, let me check it for you real fast.”

“You know how to check cars?”, you asked surprised. He nodded and motioned towards the small gas station off the side of the road. It was closed but you figured it was an easy spot to park and stay to wait out the rain if it got too bad. You parked and popped the hood, Porco had gotten out to check what was wrong, he was looking at something as the gears turned in his head. “Do you have tools in your trunk?”, you thought for a second then nodded, remembering that Eren had put a few things there once before in case you needed them for an emergency. 

Porco went to your trunk and grabbed a rectangular object that had two chords on it. He walked over to the hood and placed it on the battery. He powered the small machine on and then met your eyes, slapping his forehead. 

“(Y/n), when was the last time you checked your car battery?”, Porco asked you, almost as if he already knew the answer. “Um.. I don’t know… never I guess?”, you answered while rubbing the back of your neck, embarrassed.

“The charge is quite literally at zero.”, he said with a deadpan look on his face. “Go into the car and turn it on.”, you nodded and tried turning it on, hearing the battery click repeatedly. Porco went over to the driver side, reaching over you and turning the key. Your face got red at the sudden closeness of his body to yours. The clicking continued, Porco stepped out and rubbed a hand over his face. He felt the rain start to fall harder as he ran over to close the trunk , you got out and closed the hood, grabbing the battery tester and throwing it inside the trunk. Your hair and clothes got soaked and Porco grabbed your hand and pulled you into the car. He got in through the other side and slammed the door shut.

“You need to get your battery changed. How have you been driving without any charge to it?”, he asked you. You shrugged embarrassed, not wanting to mention how you had trouble turning your car on for a few weeks now, completely ignoring the light inside your car. 

“I just texted Marcel and Colt to see which one of them can come for us and hook up your car.”

“How long did they say?”, you asked quietly, the rain filling the silence in the car. “They said 30 to 45 minutes since they’re in Shiganshina.”, he said as he reclined the seat backwards and laid down. 

“Sorry about all this, I bet it would be better if you’d just stayed at the bar with your friends.”, you mentioned, leaning your head on the steering wheel. “Don’t worry, I’d rather be anywhere with you than at that bar getting pushed on by random people.”, he commented nonchalantly. Your heart skipped a beat by the mention of him wanting to spend time with you. 

“So, who was the girl at the bar?”, you playfully teased him. “You have a little girlfriend you’re keeping a secret from the guys?”, Porco moved his arm from over his eyes and glared at you. “She is not my girlfriend. She’s nothing to me.”, his tone was heavy, obviously not catching your comment as a joke, but his response didn’t sound like he was trying to convince himself at all. 

“Geez, okay, sorry. Didn’t mean to hit a nerve.”, you apologized, laying your own seat backwards. You placed your hands on your chest, noticing Porco moved his head to look out the window. “It hasn’t rained like this in a while.”, you mentioned. Porco hummed in response. 

“It’s soothing.”, the deep rumble of his voice filled the car and you looked at him, watching as he spoke and looked out the window. He turned to look at you, that silence filling the car again and the patter of the rain drowning it out. You noticed how his hair had gotten darker because of the rain, your own hair sticking to your face, still damp. You looked up at the roof, laughing before Porco sat up on his arm and cocked his eyebrow. 

“Sorry, I just think it’s funny how messy your hair looks.”, he smirked at you. “You have a thing for messy hair don’t you?”, he questioned. The smirk never leaves his lips. You turned to look at him and noticed that he had leaned closer towards you, the only thing separating the two of you was the small compartment in the middle. You looked at him, questioning his movements. He reached over and moved your hair back. “Your hair is messy too, you know,” he said in a low voice.

“Yeah.” you breathed, noticing how his eyes kept looking at you, your heart beating fast in your chest. “I know”. You’re realizing the intimate position you’re in with him, you notice his eyes flicker to your lips then up to your eyes, holding them hostage. Your pulse goes crazy, feeling his breath on your cheek, a magnetic pull bringing him closer to you. Your brain reminding you of how soft his lips were the first time. 

“Porco.”, you whispered. Your breathing was going crazy. You couldn’t handle the built up tension anymore. For the past few weeks, it had built up. It happened so quickly, but the unspoken attraction was there. For you, maybe not for him. 

You moved your weight to one arm, holding yourself, a slight move forward and his lips would be touching yours. You closed your eyes, moving forward, and you felt his lips meet yours. Right then, all the wind had been knocked out of you. Your heart beating a million beats per second, his soft yet chapped lips moving against yours, his hand reaching up to the back of your head to deepen the kiss. You hadn’t ever felt such a strong pull towards someone before, not even Reiner. Your thoughts focused on Porco, the way his hand held your head, the way he kissed you, the way he was breathing. He pulled you in closer as his lip swiped over your bottom lip, your body melting against his touch. This was different than the one at the bar, this one was deeper and it felt more intense. 

When he pulled away, you were left breathless, your eyes looking at his plump lips, his eyes looking at yours with intent. You could feel his chest beating quickly, wondering if he found excitement in the kiss you just shared. What did this mean to him? What did it mean to you?

“I..”, you were cut off by his lips meeting yours again, more emotion behind them this time. Your eyes still wide, but you closed them and kissed him back, pressing against him. Your heart definitely just exploded in your chest at his sudden moves towards you. He removed his lips from your own, placing a small kiss on your neck. “(Y/n)..”, he started before a pair of headlights lit up the inside of the car. You both pulled away, silence filling the car again. 

You jumped when you heard a tapping on your window, noticing Marcel and Colt standing outside with an umbrella. “Stay in the car.”, you heard Porco say before stepping out and helping them hook up the car, signaling you to pop the hood. The rest of the night passed in a blur. 

More words being left unspoken

A/N this is a longer chapter you guys so I hope it was worth the wait! I have been busy with school but I am officially done! So updates will be more consistent the next few weeks and I hope you all enjoyed this chapter.

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[luminiamore]

ghostface armin arlert x black witch reader

warnings: minnie is psycho & stalker ish, murder (not reader), possessive, mention of branding, minnie has a big d!ck!

a/n: i just wanna say that scenario is crazy, but it’s armin!!!

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New York City, renowned as the place where dreams come true, the city that never sleeps, but also, unfortunately, the city where danger lurks. Recent events have shaken the East Side with a series of gruesome murders, each marked by the presence of a Ghostface mask. Residents, be vigilant: lock your doors, stay armed, and avoid deserted alleyways. Let’s unite to ensure the safety of our beloved city.

Armin remained indifferent as he listened to the static emanating from the car radio, his expression unmoved. Tsk. As if that would save them. On that dark night, a vast moon cast its glow across the sky. A faint swoosh of cold water could be heard from the harbor directly beneath the Brooklyn Bridge. The cream-colored 1957 Chevrolet Bel-Air he had stolen roughly 20 minutes earlier emitted a creaking sound before finally coming to a stop.

He forcefully shut the fragile car door before moving deliberately to the other side. With swift motion, he dragged the unconscious, thin man, securely bound in the passenger seat, onto the freshly laid cement pavement. Two sharp punches to the face jolted the man awake.

“Damn it!” The man grimaced, holding his now bloody nose. “Listen, I’ve got about a grand in my wallet. Just take it! Please, I haven’t done anything!” Armin listened to the desperate pleas, his oceanic eyes rolling in irritation. He contemplated shutting the man up with another punch. With a sigh, he grabbed him by the collar and dragged him towards the edge of the dock.

“D’you want to know why you’re here?” Armin coolly asks, unfazed by the tears the man started dropping. His patience was wearing thin; just looking at his face made him itch to kill him.

“N-no! Please, I just started college! I have-” Armin lands another punch on his jaw, a resounding crack at his sheer force echoing across the empty dock. The man groans as his eyes twitch slowly, open and close. Armin crouches down, bringing himself to eye level with the man on the ground, his gaze fixed on the screwed-up, bloodied, frowned face.

“Does the name Y/n L/n ring a bell to you? You wouldn’t like the outcome if you lie, so try not to.” He asks yet another question with a flat face. The man looks up with a shaky breath; in fact, his entire body is shaking. He nods, trembling.

Armin gives a hum, “I thought it did. Do you remember the interaction with her just yesterday?” He calmly tuts, tilting the man’s semi-dislocated jaw as if examining him.

“L-Listen-” The man gets cut off again with a forceful grip on the same jaw. He cries out at the pain.

“Think about your next words, Porco.” His voice deepens by an octave, and Armin’s demeanor is noticeably less composed this time, his anger slipping beyond his control.

“I was high out of my mind, man! I don’t- I don’t remember anything!” The dirty blonde-haired man sobs. He was petrified for his life. Tonight, Armin wasn’t even adopting his other persona, Ghostface; he was acting solely as himself. He didn’t want the police to suspect —what could he even call her?

The woman he stalks every day? The woman he kills for?The woman who causes him to beat his dick red every night at just her aroma? The woman he craved incessantly, day in and day out? The woman he’s in love with? 

“No? That’s okay, I’d love to refresh your memory.” The moment Porco gazes up in desperation, his breath catches at the sight of a knife—the same knife he had seen on TV after the news reporter detailed yet another gruesome murder by the man in a ghost mask. Am I about to die? That same thought again and again was at the forefront of his mind; it was a broken record.

“You approached her pretty arrogantly, might I add. You tried to take her home, but naturally, she denied. You got upset,” Armin drags the knife slowly against the blue vein on his neck. Lightly grazing, barely applying any pressure to make a mark. He draws closer to the petrified man.

“You touched her.” He seethes. “But my girl is strong and pretty special, too. So, she handled you. I’m sure you remember that, there’s the bruise right here to prove it.” He applies pressure with the tip of the knife to a purple bruise on the left side of his throat. A slow trickle of blood falls down the inside of Porco’s shirt. 

“S-She already made me apologize, man. I don’t k-know how many times I can say sorry-” The sound of gurgling pierced the stillness. Armin, tired of listening, drove the infamous Bowie Knife into the man’s neck, then glanced to the side. 

The man feebly tried to grab Armin’s arm; he was nowhere near stronger, though, and once Armin twisted the knife, the struggle abruptly stopped. He pushed the knife deeper. Porco, too deeply penetrated, fell limp on the ground.

Armin paused, taking out his phone to check the time. ‘10:47’ Shit. It was almost time to check on his girl. He still had one more kill left before he saw her again tonight. He swiftly pulled out the knife from the dead man’s neck and kicked him right into the freezing water below. This was one kill he didn’t want Ghostface to be responsible for.

This next kill, though, he did. He strolled over to the classic car, retrieved the black hood and cloak with jagged edges, and draped it over himself. The ghost mask rested on the leather seats, its eyes fixed on him under the moonlight. With a slight smirk on his pink lips, he picked it up and disappeared into the night.

Quite to the contrary, New York wasn’t your birthplace. Your parents were esteemed practitioners of witchcraft in Cap Haitian, Haiti, renowned for their formidable abilities throughout the country. However, their prominence also drew numerous adversaries. When you were born, they resolved to shield you from the harsh realities of their world and allow you a childhood free from the burdens of survival. Thus, they made the decision to move to the mystical city of New Orleans.

There, they taught you their practices. Every day was dedicated to honing your powers, relentlessly training until you surpassed both of them following their passing. Despite possessing the ability to prolong their lives, your parents chose to embrace their human existence and concluded that their time on Earth had reached its fulfillment.

The pain was too bearing for you, and so you decided to move to The Big Apple. Impulsive decision on your part, really; you just wanted to get away. But your life in New York proved to be incredibly peaceful, your only concerns being your powers and the three cats you lived with. 

It started off being peaceful, but your beauty unfortunately came with repercussions, too. With senses finely attuned, you remained acutely aware of your surroundings, quickly detecting a figure shadowing your every move. At first, you believed he was stalking you with intentions of abduction, and though you suspected he was a killer, three months passed without him making any advances towards you.

It was a game. You noticed him watching you closely, and you couldn’t shake the feeling that he was aware of your awareness as well. Armin knew you wouldn’t address him first, and he was fine with just stalking you. But Armin was just a man. A man who got captivated by your beauty every time he saw you. A man who noticed that killing everyone who approached you would be a never-ending task. A man who made the consecutive decision to claim you instead.

Claims come in different forms, Armin knew that. He could brand you, permanently etching his name into your body so you knew you were his. He could mark you, letting the world know he was the only one who had the pleasure of painting your skin like a canvas. His favorite idea so far was to dump his seed past your pretty brown pussy lips daily. 

Would you let him? Who were you kidding? You were aware of someone monitoring your movements nearly around the clock, yet you still chose to wet your sheets almost every week with the help of your Rose toy. He’ll make sure to punish you for that. The only time he ever wanted you to come was with him. You even leave your windows open as if inviting him to perform such a task. He knows you’re not stupid; your actions had a purpose.

You sat on your silk cream sheets, arranging your supplies and ingredients for another round of setting up a protection spell. The lavender and rose sage aroma filled the air, leaving a potent scent of smoke in the background. You were genuinely fatigued from constantly performing various iterations of the same spell each day. Why weren’t they working?

Black salt, Rosemary, Cinnamon, Bay Leaves, Mint, and Sage ashes. With the black salt, you draw a circle around you and light tall black candles in the dim light of your room. You start chanting. 

Elements of the moon,

Elements of the night,

Come this way

And grant me with your might.

Powers of night and day,

I summon thee,

I call upon thee,

To protect me.

So shall it be.

The flames coming from the candle become stronger, whooshing rapidly. An unseen gust extinguishes the flames and sends the sand you placed around you swirling into the air. Huh? That wasn’t supposed to happen. That shouldn’t have happened. Why the fuck did that happen?

As rustling outside your window catches your attention, you glance sharply but see nothing. Returning your focus to your sacred space, you raise your hand, ready to relight the candles, only to be halted by a gentle yet commanding voice.

“You look pretty tonight, Y/n,” Armin catches your attention as he stands from behind your closet door. You had yet to spot him. You understood the importance of maintaining composure and clarity in moments like these. The awareness of being followed had long been present, ever since it began. The protective spells were intended to deter him, yet frustration mounted as they proved ineffective against his persistence.

Armin wasn’t really thinking of any of that; rather, he fixated on how the red robe you wore accentuated the curves of your ample chest. The way you knelt emphasized the softness of your thighs, he wanted to drown in between them. 

“Come out. You’ve stalked me enough,” Your honeyed voice calls out. You survey the room, your gaze shifting from the cabinet housing your altar to your queen-sized bed and then to the wooden door of your walk-in closet. Your gaze settled on there a few seconds longer before shifting away.

You hear a small chuckle, and your frown only deepens, “The fuck is funny?” You’re about to get up from your position on your carpeted floor, only to be stopped by a large hand on your shoulder. When did he even move? Armin sits on the edge of your bed, eyes taking in every inch of you. When he firmly presses down to keep you still, your breath hitches.

You sense his presence drawing closer, the fabric of your silk robe brushing against him. Though you didn’t know what he looked like, his energy alone had you on the verge of surrender, prepared to relinquish control of your mind to him. You always knew you weren’t normal. After all, you are a witch. Getting sticky from a man that smelled like Baccarat Rouge 540 and commanded attention from just aura alone, though? That was beyond you.

“Relax, love.” He whispered gently in your ear, as if not to scare you. You were anything but. Your nerves were racking up in a different way, and small tears of sweat were forming on the inside of your pressed thighs. You had no panties on, and when Armin leaned down into the crook of your neck to smell you, his eyes caught sight of this.

“E-excuse me? Nigga if you don’t-” You continued to resist and shuffle out of his grip, and Armin understood the reason behind it. Your pride stood as a barrier to your surrender, but he remained undeterred. He’ll break you soon enough. 

He silenced you abruptly with a firm grip on your delicate throat. He couldn’t afford to lose his cool with you—not unless he was fucking up your insides. You weren’t in control here. And the problem was, you still thought you were.

“That’s wasn’t nice. Be nice, Y/n.” He squeezed tightly, restricting your airway a bit. You knew you weren’t normal when you felt a long trickle of your slick slip down the side of your soft brown flesh at the action.

“I want you, y’know? I think-” He pauses and sucks in a breath when he brushes his nose right against your sweet spot. You shudder. “I think I like you?” He seems confused himself, Armin really never felt this way before. He couldn’t even describe precisely what he was feeling with accuracy. Infatuation? Obsession? Devotion? He doesn’t know, but what he does know is that he would gladly offer you the world on the finest silver platter if you so desired.

“I’d like to show you. I want to give you everything I’ve been feeling for the past three months. Let me, baby.” He tilts your head in his direction, your lips a hair away from each other. When you steal a glance at his face, your slick only gets heavier. Fuck, he was pretty. His porcelain face is adorned with small dried splatters of blood, his oceanic eyes framed by long, hooded lashes, and his medium-length blond hair gently brushing against your cheeks.

This wasn’t a good idea, you knew that. Armin couldn’t share the moral compass you thinly held onto because he was just so consumed. He was entirely taken by you, believing that you might have staked a claim on him before he had the chance to do the same to you.

Any doubts and moral compass you held vanish through your half-opened window as he tenderly presses his pink lips against your full ones. Initially gentle, as if testing your response, he gradually presses harder when you offer no resistance, deepening it with intimacy.

You gasp when he squeezes your throat once more, allowing him to slip his skillful tongue into yours. The force of his kiss caused you to moan out in slight desperation. He smiles at this without pulling away from your addictive lips. He presses into you even more.

The way you gave in so easily felt completely out of your will, this wasn’t like you. You usually had more self-control, but before you even caught a glance at this man, he had you captivated. There was something about him, the mystery he held, the danger that clinched onto him just by breathing. It made you curious, eager to know more about the man who didn’t bother to hide his intense desire for you. And you alone.

Armin had a reputation for his patience, remaining consistently composed and collected. But, you and your perfect face had a way of unsettling him, causing him to act out of character with every move you made. He was keenly aware of this, finding himself compelled to do things for you that he had never considered doing for anyone else. Tonight, he learned that patience might not be his strong suit anymore.

Your skin felt like it was being electrified as his right hand traced a slow path down your body. Starting from your neck, trailing down to the center of your chest, and finally arriving at the fat of your pussy. You almost instantly grind against his middle finger, wanting him to do more. 

He noticed of course, he noticed everything about you. “I want you to beg, baby. Can you do that for me?” His whisper makes you shake in anticipation. You were wet, dripping all over the fabric of your carpet.

“P-Please-” You abruptly cut your whimpers off, realizing something that had completely slipped your mind: you didn’t even know his name. You snapped back into reality in a split second, struck by this realization.

Once more, he noticed. “It’s Armin. Moan it real pretty for me, kay?” The way he knew what you were thinking made you less hesitant to give him what he wanted you. What made your control slip was when he slid his finger down to the top of your sopping clit and rubbed lightly, enough pressure to make you squirm. He liked teasing you.

“S-Stop teasing- Ah!” He shuts you up when he presses two fingers harder, his rubbing making tight circles. Your breathing starts getting heavier at the bliss he’s making you feel.

The blonde asshole only smugly tutted at you, “What was that? I didn’t hear you beg, Y/n. Come on, you’re a smart girl.” 

He was teasing as if his heart wasn’t beating outside of his chest, just being this close to you. He was internally scrambling at how your slick was so much it fell off his fingers. He wanted to taste you. He wanted you to beg so he could taste you. 

You would’ve kept quiet, not feeding into his antics. But, he made you feel so.. good. The way his fingers rubbed up and down your slit, not quite going inside your tight walls. His rapid kisses all over your face and down your neck. The way you could feel his print, pressing heavily on your silk fabric. You couldn’t take it anymore.

“Please just- Shit. T-Touch me, Min.” He groans and exhales sharply at the name your blank mind mustered. Min. You called him Min.

Without warning, Armin hoists you up from the floor and gently places you onto your ice-cold sheets. Lying on your back, your red robe barely clung to your brown skin. You were completely exposed to him, your freshly painted white toenails grazing his shoulders, your soft thighs spread so that sticky pussy was on full display for him.

You must’ve been an angel or a goddess that he’d gladly worship. He could make a religion out of loving you, you were just that enchanting. He leans into your inner thigh and presses a kiss. It burns your skin. He presses another kiss, this time on your twinkling pearl. You jolt.

Maybe teasing wasn’t the best option for him. His erection was painfully hard in his black sweats, his impatient longing hidden from you as he bucks on the edge of your bed. You were too busy choking out pitiful cries when his lips latched onto your sweet nectar. “Oh, fuck!”

You started to feel hazy, your heart pounding and your brown eyes dazed at all the attention he was giving your pussy. Your hip began to spasm and twitch when he sucked harder, teasing your creamy opening with his long finger. 

“Say my name, mama. You remember it, right?” His husky plea fills the air. This time, you didn’t hesitate to let anyone within a 5-mile radius know who was eating you as if he starved himself all day just for this.

“A-Armin- Oh shit, Min! Please, more!” You sob, begging him to drench himself in you. He obliged, more than happily. He was at your disposal for the night and many more to come.

His ring and index finger find themselves nestled deep in your core. He stimulates your sensitive parts fast, quickening his pace inside of you. He relishes in the loud cry you make, latching on your pretty clit again. He knew how messy you could get, I mean look at how you were leaking. You had to be tired of changing your, no doubt, expensive sheets when you ruin them like this.

You felt a burning pressure in your gut, were you coming already? Armin answers your thoughts for you. His movements speed up, and the sounds of light smacking from how deep he was penetrating your g-spot echoed in your room. Your back tries to arch off the bed, the pleasure becoming too much for you. Armin makes you take it, pressing his large hand over the pudge your stomach made. You squeal.

“Fuckk,” Your moans get dragged out when a clear sprinkle of your cum escapes you. You were in a frenzy, the loud, lewd squishing sound of your pussy filling your ears. It was like a dam bursting, and what kept your eyes permanently in the back of your head was when he didn’t stop sucking. How could he? It was like you tasted better when you came, and Armin wasn’t a fool. He was determined to not let a single drop go to waste.

He removes himself from your lips with a resounding pop. “I’m going to fuck you now. So, don’t run.” Your eyes widen at his statement, your jaw almost dropping at his sheer size when you realize his sweats are carelessly scattered on the floor. There’s no way that’ll fit inside of you.

Armin knew what you were thinking, he surveyed the way your eyes wandered around nervously. He grasps your chin and plants a gentle peck on your slightly pouting lips, intertwining his fingers with yours to calm your nerves. 

“Breathe, mama.” He softly grunts. His kisses start getting heavier, blocking you from letting out a loud scream when he pushes into your weeping walls, inch by inch. He was making sure you felt everything, every vein, as he penetrated you. He blesses your ears with a breathy moan, caught off guard by how fucking tight you are.

He had to remind himself to breathe. Your muffled moans against his lips consume him, making his entire body tremble on you. You were being pushed to your limit, and Armin only paused for a second to let you adjust before his animalistic tendencies got the best of him. He wanted to fuck you up, bad.  

His hips begin to snap against your twitching legs at a desperate pace. The position he had you in was honestly mind fucking. Your thighs were firmly pressed to your chest, his hands caressing the balls of your unusually soft feet. Was everything about you so smooth? So beautiful and perfect. He answered his own question when your frantic mewls got louder. Yes.

Your pussy was dripping all over his chest, all over the fat cock rapidly pushing in and out against your cervix. Your pretty tits bounced under him, matching the forceful thrusts he fed you. They looked too... bare for his taste. He wanted you to be covered in his love marks, he wanted to make it impossible for you to remove them. He leans down, somehow pressing your shaky thighs closer to your upper body.

His wet tongue laps around your dark areolas, biting and pulling at them with his teeth until you push your hands into his hair and pull hard. Armin becomes drowsy, losing himself in the comfort your body gave him. He sucks and bites on the fat of your pretty tits, leaving behind deep purple bruises.

Was this heaven? You thought you saw the pearly gates as he continued hitting your G-spot with extreme accuracy. Every deep thrust he made you take caused you to let out helpless, euphoric shrieks. You press your hands against his rock-hard chest, running away from the pleasurable torture you are receiving. 

Well, you were trying to. You’ve convinced yourself you couldn’t take it, but Armin knows you can. So, why are you playing with him?

Armin grappled your wrists, pinning them above your head, and sucked his teeth, “You don’t listen?” He heatedly addresses you, trying so hard not to fill your perfect cunt with his seed. 

“Why you running, mama?” He questions you softly as if he wasn’t splitting you in half with his girth. He listens to your jumbled screams with a sly smile, pressing a delicate kiss right next to your diamond nose ring.

“I- I can’t, Ouuu shit Min! Can’t take it- Oh god!” Your sweet voice wails out. He makes a tsk sound, and to prove that you can take it, Armin reaches a hand down your stomach. Not once stopping his merciless rhythm, he rubs your engorged clit, desperate to see you cum again. You keen, and in an instant, your sweet juices spray all over him, your creamy essence coating his cock. 

“See, there you go. Fuck, you wanna take my cum, pretty? Want me to fill you up?” He deeply murmurs in your neck, sucking lazily. Your body falls limp against him. He was so close, so close to showing you just how much you have an effect on him. You nod frantically, mind not even on planet Earth as he overstimulates your now bruised pussy.

“Please, Min! I-I want it!” 

How can he deny when you beg him like that? When you gaze up at him with tears in your eyes, as if he’s your sole lifeline. You look at him as if he’s your deity, as though you can’t exist without him. You’re almost sure that after tonight, you can’t. His thrusts start getting sloppy, his hips stuttering as they leave a resounding slap against yours. Armin tenses and whimpers pathetically in your ear, unable to take the ecstasy your wet cunt made him feel. 

He gives you everything, all his cum, all his passion, and pumps in and out of your warm hole slowly. He shudders, his eyes clouded with pure infatuation as he leans down to force you into a nasty kiss. The kiss was incredibly messy; Armin seemed to be devouring you, with saliva escaping both your mouths as he began sucking on your tongue. When he notices you sucking in heavy breaths, he pulls away from you.

Armin pulled out of you, watching as his cum overflowed out of your sobbing slit. What a sight. He flips you over, on your stomach this time. You let out a long whine when he presses your back into a deep arch. What is he doing? His following words cause your breath to catch in your throat.

“You didn’t think we were done, right? Ass up, mama.”

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[jeankirsteinsgrlfrnd]

NSFW AoT boys x reader and how they would respond to trying “No Nut November”

no nut november

ft: eren, connie, levi, jean, erwin, porco, zeke, armin

cw: smut ? but it’s pretty tame- not really descriptive

18+ MDNI NSFW

eren thinks no nut november is stupid and a made up thing meant to make virgins feel better about themselves. he doesn’t care about participating it in it. especially when he has you. eren doesn’t make it past the first day of november without tearing your clothes off and finishing inside of you.

connie’s pretty into no not november- mainly because of destroy dick december. despite being a yearly player, he never makes it through the month successfully. what fails him this year is you in a pair of black leggings- he can’t help it. he begs you to let him fuck you and you give in, november claiming yet another loser.

when you brought the idea up to levi, he scoffed. he thinks it’s the most ridiculous thing in the world and he won’t be partaking. he’s going to fuck you whenever and wherever if you’ll let him. he cuts the conversation short by pulling you onto his lap, mumbling something like “i’d fail over and over when it comes to you” into your ear.

jean insists that no nut november is easy, that you just have to have control. and he claims he does. he does pretty good for the first week, you’ll give him that. determined to make him fail, you start sleeping in just a small shirt and underwear. jean cant stand your teasing anymore and decides to fuck you raw after a particularly tough day, november claiming another victim.

erwin takes it a little too seriously. he’s never heard of it until you brought it up to him the other day. interested, he decides to partake in it. and he fucking exceeds, much to your dismay. but as soon as december strikes, he doesn’t waste a minute more. he rams into you for hours with an ungodly amount of stamina for someone who was just practicing abstinence.

zeke thinks it’s a fun idea, as long as you join him in it. thinking it’ll be easy, you agree. turns out you both spend the entirety of november teasing the fuck out of each other, each being too stubborn to lose. zeke makes it a week before he’s quite literally on his knees begging you to get him off.

armin would like to try it. he doesn’t make you participate. he just does it to see how strong-willed he is. but that doesn’t stop him from getting you off. not being able to cum means not being able to fuck you, and he can’t stand it. so he eats you and fingers you daily, making sure you’re getting off. he can’t keep his hands to himself.

porco’s too confident in his ability to make it through the month. it’s all fun and games until he wakes up in the middle of the night with a throbbing boner. not thinking, he gently wakes you up and you two wind up having sex. it’s not until you’re cuddling after does he realize that he’s just lost.

reiner says fuck that. he won’t be participating. he hates the idea so much. you’re his girlfriend and if he wants to fuck you, he will. just for the hell of it, he pushes you up against a wall everyday, slamming you full of his cum. if this is no nut november, you’d hate to see destroy dick december. or love it.

bertholdt wants to partake in it for the ‘nostalgia’ of it all. but ultimately, he caves in because the desire for you is too great. you make him fail by wearing a low cut shirt and nonchalantly bending over to grab something, revealing too much cleavage. you wind up on your knees with his fingers in your hair.

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[rubywithecat]

When you forgot to reply them (AoT boys)

Eren- would instantly phone you and ask why you left him on read. He would be so mad.

Armin- would double text you an hour later checking if you are okay or busy.

Levi- he would be the one who forgets to reply. Jk jk! If you forgets to reply him he would just assume you are not free and won’t bother until you call him back.

Jean- would spam texts until you reply T-T

Reiner- would be overthinking that you don’t love him anymore and being silent the whole day unless you ask him why and explain.

Porco- would convince himself he doesn’t care but he would be always checking out every noti wondering you texted him back. But when you replied only like 3 hours later, he will do revenge back like not reading it but actually really want to talk with you.

Zeke- would go ask your bestfriend what you are doing and start to stalk your social media if you are out with other boys or if you are actually busy.

Erwin- would send you long letter from email to make you notice his texts.

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[vainilla-milk]

some funny and strange things that happen when they have sex with you feat. zeke, reiner, porco

tags: afab!reader, fem!reader, modern au

tw: suggestive content and weird sex... i guess🤔

Zeke Jeager

Sometimes you two have to stop because the wonder boy gets lumbago, you get a laugh and tease him that he's getting old.

You make him some tea and a hot water bottle that you place on his lower back.

Zeke complains that it still hurts, but he also loves it when you take care of him.

Reiner Braun

Let's just say that sometimes this big boy has no control over himself to cum, one time you were sucking him off and you pulled his cock out of your mouth to take a breath, but Reiner couldn't hold it in any longer and cum on your face.

You got drops of cum in one eye and you started to feel hell itself in your eyeball.

Reiner was so scared because you were suffering uncontrollably from the burning in your eye. He ended up taking you to the hospital where they relieved the pain and warned you both about the acidity of semen.

Regardless, the doctor congratulated Reiner because the PH of his semen indicated that he was a healthy guy. He was happy about that, while you were just exhausted with the pain in your eye.

Porco Galliard

Once he was done with you, he withdrew his cock from your body and realized that the condom had stayed inside you…. A little deep.

You were tired, a little sore and worried. Porco spent a few minutes trying to pull the condom out with his fat fingers.

Still, you both remember it with grace.

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[karizard-ao3]

Clueless Teens all grown up headcanons

I guess technically as the author I could declare this all fic canon but I think it's more fun to leave it open-ended so people can imagine their own things. Still, this is what I was picturing for them in the future. (Actually, for some of the couples, the kids I imagined for them got recycled over to my single parents au. Not Eremika's kids, but the other ones for the most part.)

Historia and Ymir have one daughter who they spoil the fuck out of. They also plan elaborate vow renewals approximately whenever they feel like it. When I was considering writing a one shot of them all grown up it was going to be everyone gathered at one of Yumihisu's destination vow renewal ceremonies.

Reibert. Oh gosh. They were going to "no homo" their way right to the altar and be very happy together.

Connie. He does not end up with Mina. I was of two minds with him: Either he is trying to find a milf to settle down with, or he is married to Sasha's cousin and they are struggling with fertility so he's the cool uncle with all the dogs and the secret pain of wishing they could have a child. I don't know why this is the case. It's just what I feel. Connie would be pretty much the ideal stepdad, imo.

Nicosasha. Again, I was of two minds! It's not realistic to have this many high school couples end up together in long term relationships/ marriages, but I also don't want to make anyone break up. Still, I can see Sasha and Nico having some kind of separation for a few years. Maybe getting married and then divorced and then marrying each other again ten years later or some shit. Why? I don't know. They are clearly very much in love, but that doesn't always last. Still, out of everyone I can see Sashe remarrying her first husband, with maybe a second husband in between. Greedy.

Aruani. These two go on their little date after Armin graduates and then proceed to not get together for another four years. Like, they still talk all the time and probably hook up when they see each other but they're like, "Meh, let's not do long distance. Let's keep it casual and if we still want to be together after college, we'll move in together immediately." It works for them and they eventually have a little boy, but Eremika are absolutely scandalized because they could never be so hands off.

Eremika. As you know, they have four kids super close in age. Mikasa makes a living streaming (she's the breadwinner. She's got that Azumabito business sense and Ackerman gaming skill) and Eren does civil rights law. So they have a pretty comfortable life and they spend a lot of time with their families. Eren walks around shirtless a lot, which is very popular on Mikasa's streams and he likes to come up and read the chats while she plays. If anyone tries to hit on her or says something sexual, he immediately loses his shit and starts threatening to find them and kick their asses. Mikasa is very pleased when she finally makes enough money to be able offer to fund Armin's dreams of opening a comics and games shop.

Pokkopiku. I think they also are the type to be parents to an only child. I'm thinking a girl. Pieck is very busy with her journalism career and Porco is living the stay at home dad dream. Maybe he becomes an influencer. He definitely keeps taking photos at every opportunity and he's got a bit of an online following. I think he might manage to book some gallery shows. When their daughter gets older he might get back into doing photojournalism again, and eventually they become a journalistic team once more, kind of like when they were in high school except this time with globe-hopping. I could see Pieck deciding to homeschool their kid so the whole family could go on assignments with her. In single parents au, I gave Porco twins, though (he's only in a couple scenes and we never meet his family, but he mentions them), and so I also kind of like the idea of Clueless Teens Pokkopiku having boy/girl twins. The point is, Pieck is willing to delay her career advancement long enough for one pregnancy and no more than that, so if they're going to have more than one kid, it has to be a multiple birth.

Am I forgetting anyone? I feel like I'm leaving someone out. I don't know! It's getting late and I have a few more things I want to work on before I go to be, so let me know who- Jeanmarco.

8. I don't really know if I think Jean and Marco end up together. I don't think they ever admit they have any kind of romantic feelings for each other because Jean is not totally comfortable with admitting to being bi at this juncture in time. I think they stay friends but Marco eventually moves on with a nice guy and Jean meets a nice woman who didn't know what a skeeze he was in high school and settles down with her and then eventually comes out when he's older and it's less taboo. He also does not revert back to being a creep.

Okay, now I think that's everyone. But let me know if I left anyone important to you out!

(Read Clueless Teens here)

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[ddeokbxkki]

tears that came late.

series: aftermath ; genre: grief ; porco x pieck

When Pieck first heard the news, she was too tired and too numb to have any reaction. The only response she gave Gabi was simply an “oh” before she turned and walked away. She could sense Gabi and Falco staring at her back but she didn’t care.

Somehow, she already knew. It was the first thing she noticed when Reiner and the others met up with them.

Porco wasn’t with them.

But at that time, the situation was too tense, too urgent, for her to confirm her suspicions. It wasn’t the right time to ask; she had a mission on hand. From the port to fighting Eren and the millions of titans he conjured, there wasn’t any chance for her to think. Even when she saw Porco’s Jaw Titan saving her, none of it had sunk in.

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[http-tokki]

I will - porco galliard x reader

｡ₓcharacters: Porco Galliard x reader ｡ₓcontent: semi smut! sort spoilers for season 4! ｡ₓsummary: Slow dancing with Porco before he leaves for his last mission ｡ₓword count: 284 ｡ₓa/n: NOT PROOFREAD! 

Slow dancing with Porco before he goes on that fatal warrior mission. Strong hands on your waist, fingers digging into your plush flesh so hard you can feel the bruises begin to bloom. He isn't ready to let you go, leave you and travel hundreds of miles away to an uncertain return, not when you had just confessed your love to each other. Cramped and tangled in each other in his childhood bed, whispering I love yous into each other's mouths. Lips branding your skin as his, the marks he had created down your chest, over your soft stomach, drinking you down until all he could taste was you. He would take that taste with him across the sea, take the smell of you, take all your love with him.

As you look up at your love, your eyes burn, tears clouding your vision before spilling onto your cheeks. Calloused fingers reach up and wipe your tears, brushing over your cheek and throat before slotting themselves in the hair at the nape of your neck.

"Please don't cry, angel. I can't handle it if you cry" Porco's voice shook with his own tears. "Please, don't. I won't be able to leave if you're crying."

You're sniffling, desperately trying to stop the tears, but when you can't, you just wrap your arms around the warrior, burying your head in his chest. Porco wraps his arms around you, holding you in a tight embrace as he starts to cry. Chest shuddering as he breaths out.

"Porco, please come back," You whisper, fingers curling in the rough fabric of his shirt. "I need you to come back."

He sniffs, kissing your hair and whispering. "I will. I promise."

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[melishade]

Number 1?

This ask game

Hm. Dark Timeline. Where Optimus, Gabi, and Porco are all prisoners together. For more context: Part 5: Prisoners of Shockwave

"Don't give me that crap!" Porco shouted at Optimus from his cage, "No one is nice to Eldians just to be nice to Eldians! We're devils! Scum who tried to take over the world!"

"Porco-!"

"Don't give me shit, Gabi!" Porco cut her off, "You of all people shouldn't be sucked into these titan's lies! You were always so devoted to Marley! One titan shows you kindness and you're suddenly on his side!"

"It's not just because of his words!" Gabi yelled at Porco.

"Oh, right." Porco rolled his eyes, "The device that lets you see into people memories! How can you even buy that?! And Matthew, the one person who was actually nice to use, was actually the fucker that took my brother! He was no doubt being kind to us to get intel on Marley! He used us! Like everyone else! And once Marley's done with us, they'll just kill everyone! Especially because of that monster Shockwave! We are never going to be at peace again, so why the hell are you even bothering with us in the first place?!"

Porco's words got stuck in his throat when Optimus just stared at him with...guilt. Stop. Stop...Looking at them like that!

“Because," Optimus' voice was sore as he began speaking, "Freedom is the right for all sentient beings. You deserve freedom, just for the fact that you were born into this world. But...you had that freedom taken away because of what your ancestors have done and you do not deserve that. You deserve to be free.”

“What if…what if Shockwave destroys everything?” Gabi asked, "What if we lose everyone? What then?"

“Then I will keep fighting,” Optimus declared.

“And even if we survive but the world-,”

“I will still fight until there is peace on this world,” Optimus told Porco, “You deserve to be free. More than anything.”

Porco...didn't know what to say. What could he say? He knew that this should be a joke, but Optimus, chained to a cold slab and bleeding, still preached the same thing. He couldn't understand. How could he do that?

"You... you really mean it, don't you?" Gabi asked him.

"Of course I do," Optimus answered her.

Gabi rested her head against the glass. "...Thank you."

Porco pulled his knees to his chest. "You...can't really do all the things you want, when you're stuck just like the both of us."

Optimus turned his attention to the ceiling. "I will try to find a way to free us, and get the two of you to safety."

Porco didn't reply to that, but noticed the way that Gabi almost looked hopeful. Porco couldn't help but sigh to himself. "Just..."

Porco remembered crying out to his comrades as they fled to who knows where with the Flying Titan. "Please...please don't abandon us."

Don't abandon me.

(*Currently fighting off spam bots and working on "Heal".* Look, I've been busy and just didn't get the chance to answer. But again if you want to ask more, link to dialogue prompt is above.)

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[getosscorpio]

Since AOT will be back in a few days, should I write some fanfics?!

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[crisalidaseason]

Porco's masterlist

{Headcannons}

Porco Galliard appreciation post

{Short stories}

A sad story featuring Colt and Porco

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[naomikozura]

➣The Only Exception

Porco x Fem!Reader (College Au)

genre: enemies to lovers, sfw

warnings: strong language, harassment, physical violence, illegal street racing, (let me know if I missed any!)

w.c: 9.5k

previous / next

09. The Races

“Okay, you are hands down the worst person I have ever had to teach this shit to.”

You groaned a final time, letting your pencil fall out of your hand and onto the table. You and Porco had spent the past two weeks meeting to study for your calculus class. You really needed to pass this class to finish the year out and dropping the class was not an option. You need to take this next exam before spring break so that you can relax and take a break from school.

“Okay, it isn’t my fault they added a hundred steps just for one number!”, you said dramatically as Porco rolled his eyes. He grabbed his water bottle off the table and drank from it, his eyes still looking at you. 

“You’ll fail your exam if you have a shitty mindset.”, he said while smirking at you. You glared at him, your mental words better left unspoken. Though you hated to admit it, Porco had been really helpful the past few weeks, you’d grown used to his personality and his overbearing remarks. 

The two of you had small development through each passing day, his attitude softening and his conversations seemed more meaningful. You noticed how he was left handed, he tapped his pencil when he got impatient, and how he would drink from his water bottle to keep from saying a smart ass remark. Often you wondered if he ever noticed your small mannerisms too. You wondered what they would be if he did notice.

Since the two of you spent almost everyday together, you both started having small talk, getting to know each other a bit more but never going deep enough to know any real, deep details about one another. Something you’d prefer over getting into a deep conversation. It was still nice being able to see Porco less rude and more patient. He had grown on you, and you liked to believe that you had grown on him too. He offered to pick you up and drop you off every study session, especially after the night at the library when he walked home with you the first time.

It became a sort of routine to walk home together and talk. It was difficult to leave all the big chunks of your life out of conversation, but you found a way to talk about your hobbies and interests without mentioning your parents or your life back at home. For two weeks, these walks home and conversations continued. Porco had softened his hardened exterior around you. Something you were positive you would never get to witness.

There were still words left unsaid, the events from the past weekend not having been brought up since it happened. You wondered if it would ever get brought up, if he even wanted to. Regardless, you had spent the past few days meeting up to study together, speaking about every and anything besides the weekend. 

Today was another day of studying, the two of you had met up at a nearby coffee shop to study, the buzz of the students walking in and out made for good background noise. It was nice to have something in the background instead of studying in the private rooms in the library where there was nothing but dead silence. 

“I’m going to the restroom.”, Porco said as he stood and walked to the back of the coffee shop. You watched as he went, and stretched to let out all the built up tension. You really needed a break and Porco was intense when it came to studying. You looked over at the door as the small bell above it rang out. Your eyes met three built figures. Your body went still.

It’s those guys from the party.

You recognized Floch next to them immediately. The two bigger guys next to him were the two that were fighting with Reiner and Bertholdt. Your eyes watched them, shrinking yourself down to make yourself as unnoticeable as possible. They ordered their drinks and stepped off to the side and waited. You turned back to your paper, it was suddenly more interesting than the three guys who attacked your friends. You kept your head down, hoping they would ignore you. 

You had been so focused on the three of them, you hadn’t noticed that Porco had walked back to the table. He looked at you confused, raising an eyebrow before speaking. 

“(Y/n), what’s up with you?”, you met his golden eyes, before looking behind him. He moved his head slightly before turning around, you grabbed his wrist and his eyes met yours. You pleaded for him not to look, but he already recognized the three guys standing at the front. His eyes darkened, remembering the night that they crashed the party. 

“Can we just ignore them?”, Porco looked at you, debating internally, before nodding. 

“There’s a back door, if you want, we can leave”, he offered and you nodded. He started to pack his things and you grabbed your books off the table. You started following behind Porco, giving one small glimpse behind you to Floch and his friends. You wished you hadn’t looked back, because right at that moment, Floch’s eyes had met yours. Your heart dropped in your chest. You walked faster to keep up with Porco but almost like he had run to you, you felt a hand grab your shoulder. 

“Hey, you’re the girl from the party. I noticed you at Garrison the other night.”, his annoying voice met your ears and you wanted to punch him. “It’s rude to ignore people. I think you owe me an apology, sweetheart.”. By now, his two friends were just waiting and watching, standing back at the door. You looked at him, feeling the tension suddenly grow ten times thicker. 

“She doesn’t owe you shit, Forster.”, you heard Porco speak up, standing next to you with Floch’s hand in his own, removing it from your shoulder. 

“Porco. You have some nerve getting involved in business that doesn’t include you.”, Floch countered Porco in a split second, at this point, Floch’s friends were right behind him. The tension was heavy, scared that a fight might break out. 

“Leave, Floch.”, Porco warned. “Thought you’d learned your lesson from the last time.”

Floch’s eyes darkened, his hands turning to fists at his side. There was something between the two of them that made them have this unnerving tension towards one another. Floch broke eye contact with Porco, looking down at you before smirking. 

“Maybe if you hadn’t pussied out, Zeke would have made you his bitch.”, Floch taunted Porco, some details being left unsaid every time he spoke. Porco kept his eyes trained on Floch, also keeping you behind him in case anything happened. 

“Make a reappearance, we miss your sorry ass at the tracks. Especially sinc-”

“I suggest you watch your words before I give you another black eye, Floch.”, Porco warned, the mention of whatever it was that happened at the.. tracks ticking him off. Floch weighed his options out before stepping back.

“Later sweetheart, maybe next time we’ll get alone time.”, Floch said, winking at you before he left with his friends. You watched as they left, your heart beating in your chest. You felt like time had frozen, not entirely sure what just happened. 

“Are you okay?”, that smooth, deep voice ringing in your ears. You looked over at Porco, nodding slightly. You didn’t know what to say or do, you just stood in place. 

“Come on, I’ll drive you to your place.”, he offered and you accepted his offer. You followed him to his car, opening the door and you felt the weight being taken off your shoulder. Porco was grabbing your bag from you and put it in the backseat with his own. 

You looked at him confused, since when did he do these types of gestures without being asked?

You climbed in the passenger seat, closing the door as he climbed in the car and turned it on. You sat in silence as the radio filled the car with music on a random station. 

“You’re quiet.”

“What?”, you asked. 

“Since what happened back at the coffee shop, you haven't said a word.”, he pointed out. 

Oh.

“Um, I just.. That’s the guy that, um..”

“I know what he did.”, Porco answered. “I would have punched him again if you weren’t there for that exact reason.”

Your heart did a little jump. What is this?

“Guys like him deserve to have the shit beat out of him. He’s a dick and looks for trouble for no reason.”, there was an undertone of hate in his voice. He had resentment towards Floch but you were unsure of the reason. A part of you wanted to know what happened between the two of them and how they ended up this way. You also wondered if the rest of the group had the same problems with him.

“Porco.”

You heard him hum in response, eyes still stuck on the road. You looked at him then to your hands in your lap. You breathed and spoke again. “What did Floch mean by they ‘missed you at the tracks’? And who is Zeke?”. You noticed his eyes flicker to you then back to the road. Silence filling the car again. He was contemplating telling you what they meant, unsure if he could really trust you. 

“Zeke is a guy I knew back at the academy. He was a part of the soccer and baseball team, so we played together a lot. He trained Marcel, Colt, Reiner, Bertholdt, and me when we all played sports together. When he graduated, he went to Wall Rose, and when he heard my entire class was going to Paradis, he was pissed. He’s been trying to get back at us for a while now, but we don’t let him and his little pets get to us. Especially not someone like Floch.”, he answered briefly. 

“But why would he be upset that you guys signed at Paradis? If he was your friend, wouldn’t he be happy regardless?”, your naivety was showing, it got you nervous thinking that Porco might get annoyed with you. 

“Not necessarily. See, there’s been this type of.. tension for a while. Zeke didn’t like that we went to Paradis because of Eren.”

Eren? What does he have to do with anything?

“I thought you didn’t know Eren until you met him on the team?”

“I’ve known about Eren for almost 13 years, way before you even knew him.”, he answered matter of factly.

You kept looking at him confused, nothing clicking in your head. 

“Eren played soccer at Shiganshina District High School, we played soccer against him all the time. Him and Zeke have had a sort of rivalry for a long time.” 

“I still don’t understand what any of that has to do with you guys coming to Paradis, wouldn’t they be able to figure out their business on their own?”

“(Y/n), Zeke and Eren are half-brothers.”, Porco finally clarified. “Zeke and Eren have tension because his dad left Zeke and his mother and started a family like nothing ever happened. He had Eren, Zeke found out about him during the first playoff game between the academy and SDHS. They’re only 2 years apart. Zeke was a Junior when Eren was starting off.”

Everything slowly started to click into place. The rivalry between Eren and Zeke trickled down to the other seven of them. It was a pride and control thing. Zeke felt like he got betrayed by people he was supposed to trust, but a sibling rivalry can’t be the reason the seven of them give up on their academics and athletic accomplishments. 

“Regardless, they always try to stir up trouble. That’s why they crashed the party that night, they must’ve found out that Eren and the rest of us were there and just wanted to prove a point.”, Porco shifted his car into park, and opened his door, getting out of the car and closing the door. You dropped your phone and leaned over to pick it up, noticing that Porco had opened the door for you and had already grabbed your backpack for you. He hadn’t opened the door for you before, maybe he was just getting impatient. You had been studying for a while and he had practice tonight. You hurried out of the car and stepped to the side to let him close the door. You both walked into the building, and headed for the elevator, not exchanging any words.

You noticed him texting on his phone, your bag still on his shoulder. “You know, I can carry my bag right?”, you said softly and teasingly. He looked over at you, before sliding the bag off his shoulder and handing it to you. “If you say so, princess.”, he remarked while smirking. Your heart did a little flip in your chest, why did that sound unnaturally nice?

“Whatever asshat.”, you said before catching the words. Porco raised an eyebrow at you, and chuckled. “Asshat? That’s the best comeback you have?”

“No, I have better, I just don’t want to waste all my good ones on you.”, you dramatically folded your arms, and Porco let out another airy laugh. “You’re unbelievable.”, he said as the elevator doors opened. You moved forward at the same time he did, and your shoulders bumped each other, and you accidentally stepped on his foot. “Sorry!”, you laughed as you tripped. You felt Porco’s hand grab at your waist, helping steady you. “Careful, clutz”, he remarked.

“Yeah, yeah. Thanks for not letting me fall.”, you said, getting out of his grip. You tried to play it off but your heart was beating insanely fast in your chest. You actually liked having his hands on you, but you needed to get a grip. You couldn’t be thinking of your friends that way. 

Friends. 

You both had gotten to the point where you could consider each other that. He's even called you his friend on multiple occasions. Very special occasions. The kiss wasn’t something friends did, especially not the way he kissed you. 

“We have a game next weekend, it’s a home game. You should go.”, Wait. Did you just hear him right? Was he inviting you to one of his games? You looked at him with curious eyes. “I, uh, sure. Yeah, I’ll see if I can go.” you answered, still confused by his sudden gesture. 

“Great, I’ll see you Thursday. Bye (Y/n).”, he said and walked away towards the opposite end of the hall. You lingered a bit longer, staring at his tall figure. Why did that feel so awkward but so.. tension filled at the same time?

You shook the thoughts from your head and walked to your door, taking your keys out and pushing the door open. You noticed Sasha, Mikasa, Historia, and Annie sitting in the living room watching some random show on the tv. 

“Hey, (Y/n)! How was studying with Porco?”, you heard Sasha speak first. Historia lit up with excitement. “You and him have been studying together a lot recently.” you cocked an eyebrow at her before dumping your bag in your room and yelling out at them as you changed. You hadn’t mentioned the night after the bar to any of them, especially since you didn’t want to make a big deal about it in case Porco didn’t mean it as anything else but just a kiss.

“Yeah, it was good. We finally are down to the last two chapters before my exam.”, you put on a pair of biker shorts and an oversized tee shirt and tie your hair into a bun. “You know something weird? He invited me to his game next weekend. It was so random.”, You walked out to the living room, stopping as all four of them stared at you. They didn’t say anything and kept staring. 

“Is there something on my face?”, you went to look at yourself in the mirror on the wall. “(Y/n), did you say Porco, himself, invited you to one of his games?”, Historia asked. 

“Uh, yeah. Why?”, you asked. 

Annie and Historia looked at each other like they knew something the three of you didn’t. Annie looked at you before responding. “Porco never invites anyone to his games. He’s never even invited us from the Academy.”

“What? But you guys are always there at every game.”, you responded back.

“That’s because we go to support him, not because he invites us.”, Historia added. “He says he doesn’t like having people he knows at his games because it’ll distract him or something dumb like that. But we go anyway and don’t say anything so he focuses on the game. We only congratulate him afterwards.”

“Oh. I don’t think it means anything. I mean, he’s finally seeing me as one of his friends.”, you said with a bit of confidence and happiness to your tone, trying to mask the events that conspired between the two of you. Unknown to you, Annie bit something back, and Historia gave her a look before changing the conversation.

“So, have you guys started planning what we’re gonna do for spring break?”

“I think we should go camping, but Connie and the guys say that going to the beach would be better since it's getting warm again.”, Sasha dramatically groaned which caused you and Historia to laugh. 

“I think the beach would be nice, I haven’t been in almost ten years.”, you said as you sat in the beanbag next to Mikasa. 

“The beach sounds good to me”, Annie said, Mikasa nodding with her. 

“So, who wants to go swimsuit shopping then?”, Historia asked. The five of you all agreed a day to go out and go shopping, and just have a girls day.

“Annie, you should invite Pieck.”, you said. “I haven’t seen her around lately.”

“She’s on a trip with the physics department. They’re at a museum for aerospace engineering or something like that.”, Historia said jokingly. You nodded before grabbing the tv remote and turning the volume up, spending the rest of the day relaxing and hanging out with your best friends. 

“You can move those files over there and just do the documents that are left in the email I sent you.”, Mrs. Reiss was giving you instructions for the newest editorial, trying to finalize everything with Mr. Gulliver. 

You had been stressing over the article and homework that you didn’t have any time to really do anything besides study and editing the new documents. Mrs. Reiss always planned things in advance to ensure everything would be done properly and efficiently. The company worked on new issues 4-6 months in advance, so all the new issues had to be finished within the next 2-3 months and getting interviews and information on Mr. Gulliver’s company consumed all of your time recently. 

You grabbed the stack of papers and went to your small office nook, trying to catch up with everything. Though she was good at hiding it, you could tell when Mrs. Reiss was stressed. It was a skill you had picked up real fast, one tell was when she would constantly hold her coffee mug in her hand and tap her finger on it. Another was when she would wear her glasses instead of contacts because she wanted to double check everyone’s work. Small details you picked up on very quickly. 

You had spent the next five hours organizing everything and putting things where they needed, scanning documents into the computer for editing and looking through emails. It was a work heavy day today, it would be like this at least once a week. 

When the day had finally come to an end, you logged out of your computer, putting all your work away in the cabinet and heading to Mrs. Reiss office to let her know you were done for the day. You knocked on her door and she welcomed you in. 

“Hey, I was just letting you know I was done for the day.”, you said as you walked over to her desk. 

“(Y/n), thanks for letting me know and thank you so much for logging in extra hours to help around. I know it can’t be easy with school and having a social life.” 

One thing about Mrs. Reiss, was that she was understanding of your personal life and everyone else that worked with her. She knew that there were things more important than a job, people had lives outside of work. That’s why you loved working with her. 

“Of course, I need to save money for a trip pretty soon so it’s really no problem.”, you replied, smiling at her. 

“Well, if you’re done with everything, you’re good to go”, she smiled back at you and she turned slightly to grab something out of her desk, just then, you noticed a list on her notepad. 

A familiar name sticking out to you. 

It was your parents’ company. Along with a list of other medical companies. 

What is this for?

You wondered slightly, before saying a last goodbye and leaving. You quickly fished your phone out and wrote down all the names you saw, trying to see why Mrs. Reiss had your parents’ company down on a list with other medical groups. 

You were about to put your phone away when you noticed you had received a text from the person who brought you comfort. 

R: Hey, want to go out tonight? There’s a place the group goes to, thought you’d find it interesting. 

A place? Where? 

Y/n: Hey, uh, what type of place?

Almost too quickly he responded. 

R: It’s a bit ways out of town, I can drive us. If you want to leave at any time, I’ll drive you back home. 

You contemplated for a second. You didn’t have class or work tomorrow, so it wouldn’t be so bad to stay up late tonight. Your mind weighing out if you should, you felt bad having kissed one of his friends then going out with him just a few days later. It wasn’t like the two of you were together, so would it even really matter?

Y/n: Yeah, I have to go home and change, I just got out of work. Is that okay? 

R: totally okay. I’ll pick you up around 9?

Y/n: Yeah, that sounds good. 

You put your phone away and walked out to the bus stop. You wondered where exactly they would be going, was it for a party? Probably. If the group liked it as much as Reiner it would probably be a party. Maybe in Stohess. 

After the commute home, you quickly changed, you had an hour or two before Reiner would come by. You fixed your hair into a bun. It was freshly washed so it was shiny and looked as healthy as could be for hair that had years of heat damage and hair dye in it. Only recently you dyed it back to your natural color. It was nice to be back at your roots. 

You decided to make yourself a quick, easy meal. Ramen. You desperately needed to go grocery shopping and learn how to cook because not doing either would quite literally be the death of you. You grabbed the small bowl and placed it in the microwave, setting it to three minutes before going back to your room to grab your wallet and keys. 

You heard the front door open, peeking your head out you saw Sasha walk in with two bags in her hands. “Sasha? Where were you?”, you asked as you walked over and grabbed your food out of the microwave.

“I went bathing suit shopping with Connie and he bought me five different suits because he couldn't decide on one then told me ‘You can just wear one each day we’re there’ as if we’re gonna be there for a whole week.”, Sasha said, mimicking Connie’s voice almost perfectly. 

You laughed at her little show before answering her. “Sasha, but we are going for a whole week. So I guess it makes sense but I think maybe two swimsuits would have been fine since we’re sightseeing and going out to eat on one of the days and going hiking the other. We’re only going swimming for two I'm pretty sure.”, you knew Mikasa had the itinerary because she liked being organized and Historia helped plan everything with Pieck since they had every time slot of the day filled out for each day you would be there. Down to shower times and meal times. 

“I’m going out with Reiner tonight, so don’t forget to lock the door if you’re going back over to Connie’s”, you said and taking a bite of your food. Sasha had gone to her room to put her things away before coming back out in a pair of sweats and a sports bra. “Reiner? This late?”, she asked.

“Yeah, he said that the group from the Academy were going out somewhere and he wanted me to go along with him.”

“Wow, you really have these boys wrapped around your finger, (Y/n)”, Sasha said walking and dumping herself on the couch. 

“Um, boys?”, you raised an eyebrow at her. She lifted her head and put a pillow behind her before grabbing the tv remote and turning on the tv. “Yeah, Reiner and Porco.”

No way Porco would see me that way…

“Okay, no. Porco just helps me study. Reiner… I don’t have an excuse for that but he’s nice and I really enjoy being around him.”, you mentioned, trying to take attention away from Porco, scared she might pick up on something. 

“You guys need to do something about it because the tension when you’re together is unbelievable.” you rolled your eyes at her before feeling your phone vibrate in your pocket. You fished it out and saw that Reiner was on his way to your place. He didn’t live too far, so you finished your food and dumped the container in the trash. You waved goodbye to Sasha and ran out the door to meet Reiner out front. 

You waited for another few minutes before he walked into the building to see you sitting in one of the chairs. He smiled at you and you smiled back at him. 

“Hey, beautiful.”, he said, giving you a hug. 

“You don’t look too bad yourself”, and you were telling the truth. He had joggers on with a plain tee and a bomber jacket overtop. The shirt was well fitted so his muscular physique was showing through his clothes. “You ready?”, his voice was steady and deep, making your heart jump slightly in your chest. You nodded and followed him to his car. 

He had turned down the radio and you spent the entire drive talking to one another. You had gotten too comfortable being around him that you didn’t even filter the way you talked anymore, you didn’t care if sometimes the things you said would make your parents want to kill you. You had too much fun with him this way.

Reiner had stopped talking once you were five minutes away. He told you to let him do the talking and not worry about anything. He pulled into an empty deserted area, there were no buildings anywhere or even proper places to park. He pulled over where there were some trees, and parked his charger under it. He stepped out and walked to your side and opened the door. You stepped out with him and he told you to stay close. He walked over to where other groups of people were and he huddled with them. You didn’t recognize any of them, but you noticed that all of the cars in the lot were off to the sides, not parked carelessly in the middle like you would see at tailgates for the football games and at parties. 

“This is (Y/n).”, Reiner introduced you to the guys and the girls that were huddled around. “Woah, Braun. How did you get someone so pretty to date you when you look like that?”, one of the girls remarked, laughing and teasing him. She walked over to you and smiled. She had dirty blonde, shoulder length hair and golden eyes. It was the girl from the bar.

“Hey, nice to meet you, I’m Hitch.”, you smiled at her and introduced yourself to the rest of them. A part of you was a bit bothered because you knew that she had been with Porco that night. 

“Have you guys seen Zeke or Floch?”, one of them asked. Your attention suddenly shifted from observing the place you were at and focusing on the topic at hand. You wanted to see who exactly Zeke was and why everything seemed to revolve around him. 

“Look, the rest of the group just got here.”, you turned and noticed two other cars parked next to Reiner’s, and out came Colt, Bertholdt, Pieck, Annie, Marcel, Ymir, and Historia. You walked over to say hello and you noticed a horrified look on Hisotria’s face. She excused herself and grabbed you, pulling you off to the side. 

“(Y/n)! What are you doing here?!”, she asked, scolding you like she was your mother. “Reiner invited me. What’s wrong?”, Historia sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.

“You do realize that what they do here is illegal right?”

“Then why are you here?”, you countered, calling her out on her hypocritical comment. She looked at you before settling down. “I came because of Ymir and the rest of the group. This is only the second or third time I’ve been here.”

“What even is this place, Historia?”

“They race for money illegally here.”, you looked at her confused. You weren't expecting this to be what it was used for. You assumed it was a meet up spot for throwing a party or something. 

“The group has been coming here since they were in highschool. It’s pretty intense.”, she seemed to calm down a bit before starting to walk towards the group, you followed right behind her. 

“Hey, (Y/n), Historia, come on, the first race is about to start.”, Pieck called out and you followed her over to where the rest of the spectators were. Everyone stood off to the side as the two cars racing one another waited at the front. You stood next to Pieck and Historia while the guys were further ahead with other people you hadn’t met before. 

The flagman stood up front and asked both drivers if they were ready and each one revved their engines in response. He counted down and waved the flag down, and both cars took off, the dirt blowing behind them. They took off so fast you were sure you would have missed it if you weren’t paying attention. 

The roads were long and well built, four turns on the runway and both cars were barely on the second turn, everyone standing at the front screaming and cheering for their respective vehicles they bet on. You heard the engines get louder as they approached the last turn and drove down the final stretch of the road. Your heart was beating especially fast, just thinking about how crazy it would feel to be racing for money. 

The cars finally crossed the finish line, neck in neck, and everyone was whispering within each of their groups trying to figure out the winner. The flagman came forward and pointed towards the red car on his left. A whole group of people started cheering and walked over to the flagman to collect their shares of the race.

You thought it was exhilarating, you hadn’t ever seen anything like this before. You felt yourself get cold, looking around to see if you could find Reiner. You spotted him talking to Bertholdt and two other guys, one of them had grayish hair in an undercut style and the other had long blonde hair tied back into a half bun. 

“Hey, Reiner.”, you said softly and tugged on his sleeve. “(Y/n), hey, this is Eld and Olou. They go to Trost.”, the blonde guy, Eld, said hi to you first and Olou followed right after. You politely smiled at them before turning back to Reiner. 

“I’m getting kind of cold, is it okay if I can grab my jacket out of your car?”, Reiner looked at you and just shrugged off his bomber jacket. “Don’t worry sweetheart, you can have mine.”, and he placed it over your shoulders, the warmth setting in almost immediately. You quietly thanked him before you started heading back to Historia and Pieck. 

“Hey, we’re going to the restrooms, wanna come with?”, Historia asked you and you nodded. You followed behind her and Pieck and noticed that there were more people here than there was earlier. 

“There’s more people now.”, you said.

“Yeah, it’s finally peak hour, almost everyone is here already.”, she said softly. You guessed she must know how many people normally come to these types of things if she had been here several times before. You all walked inside the restroom, waiting for the stalls to open, you had gone in first and finished quickly and washed your hands. You let them know you were going to wait outside since the restroom was crowded. They nodded as they waited for the stalls to open. 

You stepped outside and the breeze hit your face softly, the cool wind of the night finally settling in. You dug your nose into Reiner’s jacket, the smell of his cologne still present on it. It smelt nice, it was comforting to know Reiner was taking care of you like he promised. 

You found yourself lost in thought until you heard a noise that snapped you back to the present. You walked around the restroom to see a random guy looking at the ground with his phone light. Did he lose something?

“Hey, are you okay?”, you asked. He looked up at you, his blue eyes subtle but striking as they looked at you. He had blonde hair and a nicely kept beard. “Oh, yeah. I just dropped my glasses and I can’t see them.”, he said calmly. He seemed harmless, besides you had Pieck and Historia with you, you doubt he would really try anything.

“Here, let me help. I know not having your glasses can be a bit of a hassle.”, you turned on your phone light, seeing the small zenni aviator glasses on the ground. You picked them up and cleaned them with your blouse. “Are these them?”, he looked at your hands, taking a step forward and nodding. 

“Thank you. I can’t really drive unless I have them. You saved me from having to buy a whole new pair.”, he replied, giving you a small smile. You smiled back at him, “It was nothing. I don’t mind helping people out.”

“Well, thank you, have a good night, stay safe.”, he said as he walked away. You kept staring at him, wondering if you had ever seen him before or if he went to a different university. 

You made your way back to the front of the restrooms and saw that Pieck and Historia had just walked out. “Ready to go back?”, Pieck asked and you both nodded. 

You went back up the small hill where the races were being held and met up with the group. You took your spot next to Reiner, who almost instinctively put an arm around you. It felt nice, especially since his arms were muscular and toned. They felt nice around you. Historia stood next to Ymir and Pieck next to Marcel. 

“You think he’ll show?”, you heard Colt ask, Marcel and Pieck looked at him and both shrugged. “He hasn’t been here in a while, I doubt it,'' Pieck said. Reiner laughed and Bertholdt just stared at him. 

“He won’t come, besides everyone else knows better than to try and start shit again, especially after last time.”, Bertholdt looked at Reiner as he spoke, but didn’t say anything. Annie stayed quiet and looked over at the next two cars lined up to race. More people started to gather around, and the group shifted themselves off to the side. 

“So, why do you guys like coming here?”, you asked, the question on your mind since you had arrived. “It’s the easiest and fastest way to make money,'' Colt said. 

“How much can you make from one race?”, you questioned. 

“Anywhere from $200 to $1000. Depending on who’s racing”, Marcel answered. “But our bets never lose, so we can leave each night we come with around $2k.”

“$2000?! Who do you guys even bet on?”, you asked, your shock evident on your face.

“Why the fuck would you bring her here?”, your head spun around to see the owner of the voice, the rest of the group looking behind Reiner, who still had his arms around your shoulders, at the blonde haired hothead. 

“Porco, you came!”, Peick said, Marcel and Colt shooting a look at him as Porco inspected the sight in front of him, i.e you and Reiner. To be more specific, you have Reiner’s jacket on and his arm around you.

“Porco. I thought you weren’t coming tonight.”, Reiner answered, completely dodging the question he was just asked. There was something about the way he was staring at Reiner that gave a little bit of his emotion away. 

“I asked you a question, Braun.”, his voice was firm, his tone serious. 

“Thought she might enjoy it, I brought her as my plus one.”, he answered. Porco looked over at you before breaking contact and walking over to Marcel.

“Is he here?”, he asked his older brother. Marcel nodded and turned his head towards a group that was on the other side of where your group was standing.  Porco nodded before he turned abc towards you. 

“We need to talk.”, he said, not leaving any room for questions. 

“She’s with me, Galliard.”, Reiner said, his voice unmoving. Porco glared at him, the height obviously different since Reiner was 6’1 and Porco was only 5’8. For some reason, there was more assertiveness from Porco. Reiner looked him in the eyes before slowly removing his arm and stepping to the side, obviously losing whatever dominance match they just had. Porco grabbed your hand and tugged you behind him, you followed willingly. 

You followed behind him until you reached his car, he turned quickly before he placed you in front of the back of his car. You steadied and looked him in the eyes, you felt his hands go to your hips and motioned for you to jump up on the back, so you did. His hands never left your hips, but you didn’t complain, they felt nice on your body. There was a bit of tension in the air, unspoken words floating between the two of you. 

“Why are you here?”, he asked sincerely, his voice calm but with a hint of annoyance underneath. 

“Reiner invited me, to be honest, I didn’t know we were coming somewhere like this.”, you said softly, not lying to him because for some reason, you felt like you just couldn’t lie to Porco. All except for your family, he couldn’t know about that.

He sighed, and leaned forward, his arms on either side of you and looking into your eyes. He was in between your legs, and you stared back at him, your eyes flickering between his own. Your lips close to one another. The atmosphere is similar to the night in the car. How you wanted him to lean in again. 

Neither of you moved until Porco broke eye contact first, your body full of disappointment. 

“Stay close to the group and don’t wander off. I’ll give you a ride back home.”, he said frankly. “I don’t care if Reiner throws a bitch fit, he can get over it.”. Why was he being like this?

He helped you off the car and walked back with you to the group. You walked over to Pieck and Historia as Porco went back to Colt and Marcel. 

“I’m going to find him. I need him to get the fucking hint.”, Porco said aggressively, but calmly at the same time. You didn’t know how he could do that so well but it was freaky. He started walking off, Marcel and Colt following behind him. You watched as they walked off, confused on who they were trying to find. 

“Who are they looking for?”, you asked, Historia and Annie looked at you before you heard a voice behind you answer. 

“They’re looking for Zeke and the Wall Rose U guys.”, Bertholdt said. They were here? You thought silently. You turned back and could still make out Porco, Marcel, and Colt’s figures. You contemplated for a moment before you turned around and started speed walking towards them. You heard Reiner and Historia calling your name but you kept walking, really sprinting, towards Porco and the guys. 

You caught up to them and grabbed Porco’s hand. He turned around, a look of shock written on his face but he recovered before the other guys could see his face. “What are you doing?”

“Why are you looking for the Wall Rose U guys? What are you going to do?’, Porco looked at Colt and Marcel, a look that made them walk away and give you a bit of privacy. “I’m going to talk to Zeke. I need to settle this.”, he said.

“Settle what Porco? Some stupid dominance thing between him and his brother? It has nothing to do with you!”, you whispered but yelled at the same time, just not loud enough for anyone but him to hear it. 

“It has everything to do with me. You don’t understand.”, Why wasn’t he explaining himself? Why was he keeping you in the dark?

“How does Eren and Zeke’s little fight have to do with you?”, you pressed.

“(Y/n), leave it.”

“No. Just tell me.”

“(Y/n), stop.”

“Just tell me!”, you whispered loudly again, growing annoyed with his resistance. You saw something in his eyes change, he sighed before he finally answered.

“It has to do with me because of you.”

Wait. What?

“W-what?”. You asked.

“Zeke sent Floch and his friends to the party to crash it. Because of me, you got caught in the middle of our mess. Floch should have never gotten anywhere near you.”, his eyes held truth in them, a part of you not understanding why he was taking this personally.

“Galliard. You’re here.”, a familiar voice came from behind him. He turned around, the blonde guy from the restroom standing behind the two of you. He looked at you, his eyes lighting up with recognition. “Oh, you know the Galliards?”, he asked. You looked at him and nodded slightly. 

“Leave her out of it, Zeke.”, That was Zeke? The guy you helped find his glasses was the guy Porco had bad blood with? He was so nice to you earlier. 

“Ah, found a new toy, huh?”, Zeke taunted, his eyes looking at you then back at Porco. He smirked, his eyes trailing up and down your body.

“Watch your fucking mouth.”, Porco’s eyes darkened at Zeke’s verbiage towards you, grabbing your hand and pulling you behind his body, blocking you from Zeke’s view. 

“Relax. I’m not here to start trouble. I heard you were looking for me.”

“Yeah, I am.”, Zeke held eye contact with Porco, never breaking his rough exterior. 

“You’ve been sending your little minions to cause trouble with me and mine. I suggest you tell them to back the fuck off.”, Did you just hear that right?

Me and mine.

“It’s not my problem you can’t handle yourself, Galliard.” 

“I’m here to show you that I can.”

The tension got thicker with each second, by this point, there were people circling around the three of you. Everyone watching and whispering between each other. Porco looked at Zeke before opening his mouth to speak again.

“You and me. Winner takes all. One round.”, Porco challenged. Zeke looked at him with an amused look on his face before smirking.

“You have a deal, Galliard. Let’s hope you’re better with money than your sorry excuse for a-”, you didn’t even realize Porco had lunged at Zeke until Zeke was on the floor and his glasses were knocked off his face. You stared at him wide eyed before Zeke spit out a bit of blood. 

“I said, watch your fucking mouth, Yeager.”, Zeke picked his glasses off the floor and stood up. His hand lunged forward, grabbing Porco by the collar. Both their eyes meet with the intent to kill. 

“Alright guys. Calm the fuck down. Are we racing tonight or not?”, you looked over at an older man, he had short brown hair and barely any facial hair and a tan complexion. 

“Magath.”, Zeke said. 

“You boys better quit your fighting before we have to shut down for the night.”, his voice was deep and assertive. Both of them backed away from each other, but still glaring at one another. Magath stepped in the middle of the crowd, making sure everything was good.

“So, what are we betting boys?”

Zeke looked at Porco before putting down his base bet. “Let’s make this race worth it. It is winner take all. I say let’s start with $3,000.”

Your heart just dropped in your chest. $3.000?! Were they insane?!

Without skipping a beat, Porco pulled out two stacks of cash, each band reading $1,500 on it, and placed it in Magath’s hands and Zeke did the same. Zeke laughed at Porco, “Some balls you’ve got kid. Didn’t think you had it in you.”, and with that Zeke walked over to his car to get ready for the race. 

Magath counted the money and nodded, everyone else running to him to place their bets before the race started. Porco had started to walk away before his eyes met yours. His hardened exterior grew soft almost immediately.

“Porco, how do you even just have $3.000 cash with you? Are you okay?”

“Don’t worry about it. Zeke will get what’s coming to him. He’s a spoiled little rich kid and I plan on making him quite literally pay for the shit he’s caused us.”

You looked at him, your heart beating fast in your chest. “Porco, just stop for a second. Why are you doing this?”

“I already told you why.”

“I don’t need you to protect me, especially not if it means losing $3,000!”, you pleaded with him, hoping he could call it off and keep his money.

“Who said anything about losing?”

“I’m not messing around Porco!” 

“(Y/n), it’s fine.”

“No, it’s not. If you lose, I’ll spend every day blaming myself for making you lose that money.”

“(Y/n), it’s fine. It’ll be worth it.”, you look at him with a look of disbelief. How could he be okay with just betting $3.000? How would he be able to make that back? Your mind kept swirling with a hundred different thoughts until you got snapped back to reality when you felt Porco’s hands gentle on your face, making you look at him.

“Look, it’ll be okay. Wait for me with the rest of the group, I’ll find you after, okay?”, his eyes held promise, like he would make everything okay again. He stared at you for a moment too long, a moment that held something in it that you couldn’t quite place. He leaned forward, placing his lips on your forehead. Your heart jumped in your chest, more words being left unspoken between the two of you. You looked up at him and nodded, he let his hands fall and walked you to the group. 

“Bets are down, we start the race soon.”, he told the group, all of them nodding as they watched Magath walk around asking who would be betting. Each one of them pulled out an envelope and handed it to him. Unknown to you, a pair of eyes were watching how close you and Porco were, and the jealousy hidden behind them was almost impossible to miss. 

“Let’s go to the front then.”, you heard Marcel speak up, then went to whisper something to Porco who whispered something back. Marcel looked over at you before nodding to his younger brother. You followed the group as they made their way to the viewing area for the race. 

You felt a sudden tug on your wrist, turning and meeting those warm yellow hues that looked at you with such an unknown emotion. You stare at him for a second longer before whispering a small “Be safe” to him, his eyes letting you know he would be. 

Porco had gone off to his car, you noticed as he pulled it to the starting line. Another car joined him, which you could only assume was Zeke’s, and waited next to him. Magath went to the middle, waiting for the majority of the crowd to circle around. 

“YEAGER?”, at the call of his name, Zeke revved his engine to signal his readiness.

“GALLIARD?”, Porco revved his engine in turn, signaling his readiness.

“THREE”, 

The engines revved, the smoke starting to form. 

“TWO”

Your heart started pounding in your chest.

“ONE!”

Both cars had hit full speed, Zeke’s lagging just a millisecond behind Porco’s. Both cars took off onto the road ahead, everyone cheering and watching from the view point. Your heart was beating in your chest as you watched them head towards the first turn. 

Zeke seemed to catch up to Porco quickly, regardless of Porco’s head start. Zeke pulled forward to cut off Porco, but he pulled forward quickly enough that Zeke had to break a little to prevent from crashing into Porco’s charger. You could hear your heart in your ears, beating insanely fast and hard in your chest. 

You could hear the crowd around you cheering, some of the girls next to you jumping and yelling. The adrenaline and excitement filled your body, you couldn’t seem to calm down from the rush of being a part of something like this. You could see the two cars side-by-side, both of them trying to make it to the next turn before the other. 

“Go Porco!”, you heard Pieck yell out, Historia yelling with her and Marcel and Colt cheering with them. You could hear both of the engines sounding off in the distance, the distance making it difficult to differentiate the two cars from each other at this point. 

There was only one last turn before the finish, you could see the clouds of smoke being made due to the high speeds of the cars. You could see Porco’s black charger pulling ahead of Zeke’s gray mustang, the two of them tightly next to each other as the road slowly narrowed, Porco slowly getting ahead.

“He needs to get in front before the road closes off.”, you heard Colt next to you. 

“The road closes off?”, you turned to look at him and he nodded. “It gets too narrow for two cars to fit, so whoever gets ahead first gets a small lead, only by a few seconds before it opens up again.”, he explained, not taking his eyes off the cars in front of him. 

There was only a few split seconds before the road narrowed, you noticed that the gray mustang went full force and cut off Porco’s charger. Your heart dropped in your chest, not taking your eyes off the scene in front of you as Porco followed closely behind Zeke. You were sure that Colt could hear your heart pounding in your chest as everyone kept cheering and screaming. Five seconds passed and they were exiting the road to the final turn. Zeke was still in the lead and you could sense the growing tension in the air as the seconds passed. The guys watched intently, cheering while the girls, besides Annie, cheered with them. 

“C’mon Porco, c’mon.”, Marcel said to himself but you were able to catch it just then. There were only a few meters left till the end of the road. The crowd had turned into a screaming match between those who bet on Zeke and those who bet on Porco. 

Both cars came in neck in neck, but full force, the dust cloud forming around them and making it unclear who passed the finish line first. The crowd had gone completely quiet, the dust settled after five long seconds. Magath walked forward, calling out the winner. The crowd cheering, others booing, and others bragging. 

Every bone in your body had gone completely still, you felt as though you couldn’t breathe. You started forcing yourself to move forward, ignoring the sound of the group behind you and ran towards Porco’s car. 

You saw him getting out of his car and you threw yourself at him, hugging him and your face hidden in his chest. He froze for a moment before placing his hands around you, moving them to your shoulders to pull you away so he could look at your face.

“Are you okay?”, he asked calmly. You shook your head before playfully punching him. 

“How could you scare me like that?!”, you said to him and he just smiled at you. “I won didn’t I?” he said, smirking at you and you rolled your eyes. He placed an arm around your shoulders, bringing your body close to his, you felt a soft kiss on your head before he pulled away. The rest of the group had caught up and started to congratulate Porco. When the door to Zeke’s car opened, everyone turned to look at him, his demeanor had shifted from cool and collected to furious and embarrassed. 

Zeke lost $6,000 in one race. Anyone would be mad after losing $6,000.

You looked over at him and his group, recognizing Floch and the guys from the party, Wim and Surma.  Zeke said something to them and they all turned around to look at your group. You looked over at them, noticing how they were looking at Porco then back at you, unsure as to why then you realized Porco still had his arm around you. 

“That was amazing, Porco!”, you heard Historia say, excited by the rush of adrenaline she just got. 

“Yeah, I for sure thought you were a goner on that close off.”, Colt and Marcel jokes. You noticed Reiner was the only one who didn't congratulate Porco, his eyes full with an unknown emotion. You noticed that Magath had started walking over to the group, walking up to Porco with an envelope full of the prize money. 

“Good job, wouldn’t expect anything less from our best driver.”, he said before shaking his hand. “Thanks, man.”, Porco said as he placed the cash in the pocket inside his jacket. The entire group stays a while longer talking and people come and go, giving their congratulations to Porco. 

After fifteen minutes, everyone started walking back to where the group's cars were parked, Porco walking closely next to you. You walked over and leaned on Colt’s car while the rest of them were gathered around Reiner and Marcel’s. 

“You know, for my first time, this was pretty fun.”, you told Porco, hoping to break the silence that had fallen over the two of you. 

“Yeah, it was pretty great being able to make Zeke lose $6,000.”, he said smoothly, as he leaned on the car behind him, which was his own, making the both of you face each other. 

“Why did you even bet so much money on one race? What if you had lost?”, you asked him and he leaned forward, taking your hand in his. “I wanted Zeke to understand to leave me and my friends alone, that we aren’t his little pawns anymore. He got you involved in our mess, $6,000 needed to get that message across.”

“Yeah, I get it.”, you said softly, looking down at your hands, his thumb brushing the top of your hand softly. The comfortable silence fell over the two of you again, and Porco pushed himself off his car, his stature taller than yours, over you. His eyes flicker between your own, even you could feel the pull between the two of you. Just then, the moment was ruined. 

“Hey, we’re heading out soon.”, you heard Marcel call out. The two of you turned to look at him and nodded. “Well, are you going to ride with me?”, he didn’t even have to ask. You nodded and practically threw yourself into his car. He opened the door for you to get in before closing the door and walking to his side. He stayed standing for a moment, unknown to you, staring off with someone else from afar, before getting into the car and turning it on. 

The ride home was quiet, be you leaned the seat back a little, Porco taking your hand in his and driving in comfortable silence the entire way home.

A/N: Thank you guys for being so patient for this! I had graduation recently and work has been scheduling me like crazy, but I hope the longer chapters help make up for it! 

Hope you guys liked this chapter and the next one will be posted next week!

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[killerbananas]

Clinging

You give in to Pieck’s request and learn something new about her.

🔞 mdni | main mlist | 368 wc | gn!reader x Pieck x Porco x multi alluded

Warnings: smut; exhibitionism, voyeurism, fingering, Dom/sub tones, degradation/humiliation, comeplay, alluded come eating

The ebony waves cascading down an expanse of ivory canvas have always been a shining attraction of Pieck’s visage. Everyone who knew her in genuine fondness, found a warmth nestled within her person that seemed to soak into their skin when they hugged her, as if sharing a bit of inner light from her fingertips to where her chin rested, tucked away at delicate pulsepoint. One would notice, if they looked carefully and pulled away slowly enough, that again, from fingertip to electrically begging strands of her locks, Pieck was always holding on to those she found dear until the very last moment possible. You saw this charming fact as a rare and curious trait that deserved any reward Pieck could ask of you.

Which was how you ended up with your fingers buried in her slick curls, legs demanding hers part for your guests’ viewing pleasure while she squirmed on your lap.

“So warm and wanting here. Shouldn’t your friends get to see how excited you are for their rapt attention? As usual, my pretty, needy thing, you are clinging on so perfectly.”

True to word, a tendril of her arousal ribboned with heavy tension from your pointer to her lustswollen labia.

“Who wants to see how far we can make it stretch, hm?”

A heavy rouge colored Pieck’s chest and cheeks, but she smiled with a brilliance that encouraged Porco’s mouth to run as freely as he chose.

“Don’t let her fool you into thinking this is her first time. We used to play this game and I can show you exactly how far we can take her.”

Surprise lifted your brow in appreciative, coordinated mischief. “Is that so, pretty pet? Should Porco lend a hand down here for old time’s sake? Maybe I can learn more about what my sweet cunt truly enjoys.”

Pieck had the audacity to giggle at your thinly veiled ire, your timbre roughened with the frail patience slowly dwindling and heat flaring in your gut as Porco stepped up to Pieck’s nod. A smirk resided gleefully in the corner of your mouth when Porco’s smug countenance vanished at the shake of your head to his offered hand.

“Stick out your tongue.”

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[jeankirsteinsgrlfrnd]

How would the aot boys react to reader friend zoning them lol

friend-zoned

eren would act super cool and nonchalant about it but in reality, he’s going absolutely feral inside. he doesn’t understand why you’d reject him because he can get any girl he wishes. what’s so different about you? he becomes super clingy after this, trying to win you over.

armin would beat himself up internally. he’d feel really stupid, wondering why he couldn’t see the signs that you’re just friends. he sulks for a day or two but he gets past it because he isn’t willing to let your friendship go to waste.

jean doesn’t believe you when you tell him he’s nothing more than a friend. he insists that there’s been a romance blossoming and he doesn’t understand why you’re saying this when you clearly have feelings for him.

connie’s pretty disappointed but he doesn’t have a hard time letting it go. infact, he makes jokes about it all the time. he also pretends like he’s mortally wounded by it just to make you feel bad and whenever you apologize for it, he just laughs at you.

reiner takes it a little…personally. he has trouble with rejection already and you didn’t help by friend zoning him. he’s offended and stops talking to you for a while. he’s pretty stubborn but he comes around eventually and apologizes for making you feel like you owe him something.

bertholdt is sad but he understands that you can’t just magically change how you feel. additionally, his feelings never go away but he really does try to suppress them. he wishes you’d change your mind and he’s willing to wait if you ever do.

zeke is just fine with being friends. that’s what he says, anyway. he still makes moves on you, insisting that you guys can just ‘kiss as friends.’ it’s flattering but he comes on a little strong. eventually, you have to be firm with him and tell him to knock it off.

porco takes it to heart but he’s more angry than anything. he says you’ve been leading him on, teasing him, etc. you apologize if you made it seem that way but he doesn’t want to hear it. he just goes out and finds another girl in hopes of pissing you off enough to get him out of the friend zone.

erwin doesn’t understand the concept of a friend zone. he knows that it’s allegedly a bad spot to be put in but he thinks that if you’re truly a good friend to someone, the zone is a fine place to be. so, when you tell him you’re not into him like that, he understands and is just happy being your friend.

levi isn’t particularly satisfied with your answer but he doesn’t push it. he respects you and your feelings enough to not be a dick about it. however, he can be a little toxic. he’ll be your friend but he will scare your dates away. he doesn’t mean to but he can’t help it. he’ll crawl out of that friend zone one way or another.

here’s the link to my jean fic that has a lot of connie and ymir time in it. oh it’s also a slow burn

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[rubywithecat]

Heyy ! So that's a weird request, but yk the new uniform in the scouts? Like the black tight one. Can you do AoT characters reacting to y/n wearing it?

This is an intresting one Lol! Anyway I'm really sorry for writing late as I was struggling with my time management. I hope you will enjoy this <3 Luv ya!

Armin would be blushing so much and can't stop starring at you. He is so glad that he get to see your body shape clearly in that tight uniform and it turns him on.

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Levi might not prefer that uniform but he can't deny that you looks so sexy in that and he just imagine how you would look like beneath the uniform u know what i mean? ;)

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Reiner would be as suprised that he even forgot what he was supposed to do when he saw you suddenly. He would be just standing still in his titan form until Gabi called him loud. He thinks that you looks so stunning in that tight suit but he knows that you can't be his anymore which is really sad.

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Porco would be falling for you at first sight. But he would be wondering why island monsters he used to call would make him really blushing. He could be staring at you and your body in the tight outfit.

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Erwin (he is dead before that but let's imagine if he is alive) face would turn so red that he is blushing. He really want to touch you and make you his instantly but there is a fatal mission awaiting so he had to wait!!

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Jean would compliment you in neutral way but he messed up so much as he talked to you and felt embarassed abou it. You just laughed and said thanks. He never thought he would see you in really tight outfit so he is secretly thanking to the one who made the uniform Lol

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Zeke starred at you and then deep in his thought he is having a really dirty one. When Levi kicked him he just got back to his sense and then smiled at you and flirted with you really bad like he wants to be the one who takes off the tight uniform from you. You got so creeped and about to punched him but slipped and fell right onto him and it accidentally happened like he was holding your ass when he tried to catch you. You guys were in really awkward situation Lmao!!

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(I'm so sorry again for being disappeared for several days! I hope you all will enjoy this and thank you so much! Likes and shares would be really appreciated, loves!) <33

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[vainilla-milk]

Hey guys, I want to participate in the flufftober 2022 with EsDeFanfics prompts. As always, the content will focus mostly on warriors and I will vary very little on other characters.

I'm going to write a lot about Porco and Reiner because they are my favorite characters, Annie doesn't interest me much so I replaced her with Floch.

Lastly, this list will be composed of one-shots, drabbles, moodboards and headcanons.

Important: This is a BIG challenge for me, I hope to complete at least half of the list D:

Blind date - Zeke Jeager

Masked ball - Reiner Braun

Fake baby - Colt Grice

Shared crafts - Porco Galliard

Domestic life - Reiner Braun

They meet at wedding - Pieck Finger

Combined clothing - Various

Caresess in the hair - Porco Galliard

Interlock fingers - Floch Forster

Reunion - Reiner Braun

About us - Porco Galliard

Injury and care - Reiner Braun

Photo album - Porco Galliard

Ruined confession - Floch Forster

First fight - Reiner Braun

Golden retriever - Zeke Jeager

Kiss on hand - Various

Childhood dreams - Porco Galliard

Polyamory - Various

Apologies - Porco Galliard

Send flowers - Floch Forster

Graduation - Various

Gift exchange - Reiner Braun

Naps - Porco Galliard

Horror movies - Various

Cultivate a garden - Various

I've never talking about this - Reiner Braun

After a toxic relationship - Colt Grice

Defect that I love the most - Floch Forster

Social media - Various

I'll take an extra, in case you forget - Various

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