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roseofdarknessblog · 1 year

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Make me a father (Porco Galliard x Reader)

Word count: 2 280

Disclaimer: english is not my first language, I apologize in advance for any mistakes

Warning: 18+, minors and ageless blogs do not interact!

Summary: You always knew Porco wanted a family of his own. But you never expected he would ask for a baby so openly and directly.

Make me a father

With your head slightly hanging off the bed′s edge, you tried your best to keep eye contact with Porco. You knew he liked it that way – seeing every single emotion reflecting in your eyes or written across your face.

Looking directly into your eyes made him feel in control of your body and the whole situation. It made him feel the power you let him have over you, when you lay there underneath him, without a piece of clothing and with your face flushed and sweaty.

But most of all, he liked hearing you during the whole act. Your sweet whimpers and moans made him want you even more.

He needed to hear you calling out his name, whispering sweet nothings, or just trying to catch your breath, while he worked his magic with your body. Exploring every inch of it, savoring the warmth of your skin, which kept sending tingles of pleasure down his spine.

The moments between the two of you were filled with tenderness and affection. With all the most beautiful and sincere emotions one can imagine. Porco always made sure that everything he did, felt good for you. He wanted you to feel comfortable and loved. Desired and praised for how good you were taking everything he put you through in those heated moments when his lips were tasting you all over your naked body, illuminated only by a faint light from the bedside table.

„You′re so damn beautiful,“ Porco said, breathing hard, as his sweat-covered forehead pressed against yours. You could feel every single one of his hot breaths all across your face, while you dig your nail into his back. „And all mine,“ he added, almost aggressively pressing his lips against your mouth for a quick kiss. „Say it. I want to hear you say those words!“

If he could, he would worship every inch of your body every second of the day. That's how much Porco Galliard loved you. All of you.

„Which words?“ you teased him, barely able to get those words out, as you were trying to catch your breath. But it was a desperate attempt.

With a grin on his lips, his right hand wrapped around your neck, stopping you from turning your head to the side. „You know all too well!“ he hissed, kissing your neck and leaving bite marks all over it, before doing the very same thing to your left shoulder.

This has always been his way of reminding you, that you were his and only his. You were his wife and there was nobody in this world, who would be allowed to do such things to you. Porco was the only one, who knew how, where, and when to touch or kiss you. Your body knew his more than perfectly and Porco was aware of it. And enjoyed it.

„Say it!“ Porco insisted, biting your shoulder so hard, you yelped in surprise, while slight pain ran through your whole being. But it only lasted a second, just until Porco began to thrust into you even harder and faster.

„I′m...“ you started, wrapping your legs around him tighter, to keep him as close as possible. „I′m all yours.“ Those words slipped out of your mouth and brushed right against Porco′s hot skin.

Those words were all he needed to hear. Even in the dimmed light, you could see the proud expression on his face, when he heard them. They gave him the power he so loved having over you. Not in a mean or aggressive way, just possessive enough, that you still found it attractive and desirable.

„I’m mad about you,“ he said, clinging to you for dear life.

You tried to say something back, anything, really. But only more whimpers came out of your mouth, while you gripped Porco′s wrist and tried to pull his hand away from your neck. He gave in, trying to maintain eye contact as your fingers slipped through his hair.

The beautiful silhouette of his body was hovering right above you, letting you marvel at the curves of his muscles and the contours of his handsome face.

You closed your eyes just a moment before Porco let out the most innocent and desire-filled whimper you′ve ever heard from him. Just as he came right inside of you, his head fell into the crook of your neck, his whole body shaking with the effort of catching his breath.

Your heart was pounding almost painfully hard against your ribcage, as you kissed the top of his head, both of you reveling in the warmth of one another. Today was long and not the best, but this... this moment, only in the presence of your husband made it so much better. It had only been two months since your wedding, but life felt like magic since that day. Even more than before, during those five years you and Porco dated.

„I want a baby,“ Porco suddenly said, his fingers gently caressing your side, his thumb lightly running over the small scar you′ve had since childhood. „I want you to make me a father.“

With furrowed brows, you lifted your head. But when Porco didn't move a muscle, you relaxed underneath him once again, letting all the feelings run through your body for a couple more minutes.

„Did you hear me?“ he asked when you didn′t respond.

„Yeah, I did,“ you answered, running your nails over his back more gently now. It was already all red and scratched up. But you knew he liked it, otherwise, you wouldn't do it. „What makes you think that it′s the right time? We′ve only just got married.“

„And? Some people have a baby even before marriage.“

„But we are not some people, Porco. We are... you and me.“

He chuckled and lifted his head, giving you a sweet kiss on your forehead. He slowly pulled out but stayed resting on top of you, his arms desperately wrapping around your body, to keep you close.

„I think we would make great parents.“

You shook your head, cradling his head against your chest, looking into the ceiling, and thinking about his words. You′ve thought about having kids before but never made a final decision if you wanted to have them.

„What do you think?“ You shrugged, while Porco planted a kiss on the center of your chest. He was waiting for an answer that never came.

Not that night.

Getting used to sleepless nights was the hardest part. At least for you. But in the end, it was all worth it. Mainly during moments like this. When you woke up, turned around in bed, and saw the sweetest scenery – your husband without a shirt and with your newborn son calmly laying on his chest.

„Was he crying again?“ you asked exhaustedly, rubbing the sleep away from your eyes. „I didn′t hear him. And you didn′t wake me up.“

„What for? I got up, made him a bottle, changed his diaper, and tried to rock him back to sleep. But as you can see, it didn't work.“

With a smile, you noticed how your son was looking right at you. His light-blue eyes half opened and half closed, as Porco gently rubbed his back, drawing tiny circles onto his soft skin. With his other hand, he was holding one of the books Bert gifted you during your baby shower.

„We both know you need some extra sleep, so I gladly took care of everything. Little dude looks satisfied,“ he joked, kissing his son′s head. He had hair like Porco, blond and thick. And thanks to him, always perfectly combed, even if he had to fix it multiple times a day. „He just doesn′t want to sleep.“

„Well, he likes hanging out with you.“

„At...“ he said, put down the book, and reached for his phone on the nightstand to check the time. It was still dark when you looked over to the window. „Three in the morning?“

You shrugged, leaning closer and kissing your son′s tiny little forehead. He slightly lifted his head from Porco′s chest, making you smile even wider. The decision to have a baby at this time of your life didn′t come easy to you. You needed to think about many things, mainly your work. But looking back at all of those decisions you had to make, you didn′t regret any of them.

This... this period of your life was the most beautiful yet. Even more, because you got to experience it with the love of your life. Seeing Porco become the father he so wanted to be, was magical. No, it was even more than magical. You were still in awe every single moment of every single day. It looked like he was born for this. He always knew what to do, how to calm your little one down, and how to handle even the hardest situations.

„What?“ Porco asked.

„Nothing, just... you two look so cute together,“ you said, reaching out your hand toward your son. His little hand almost immediately wrapped around your thumb, squeezing it surprisingly hard. „Oh, you′re getting strong, baby. Strong like your daddy.“

„Of course he is. He'll soon be more of a man than I've ever been,“ Porco joked. You could hear the proudness in his voice. He was like this from the very first moment after your baby was finally born. And even before that, during the longest nine months of your life. He loved to talk to your belly multiple times a day, insisting that the baby needs to get used to his voice. „And only thanks to you, babe.“

„No, thanks to us. We′re raising him together.“

„Don′t forget about Marcel and Pieck,“ he reminded you, making you smile. His brother and your best friend were a big part of your baby′s life since you told them about your pregnancy. They wanted to be involved in everything, always being there when you needed help with something. „Those two are obsessed with him.“

„Can you blame them? Just look at him.“

The little one was a perfect mixture of you both. He had your lips and chin, but definitely, Porco′s nose and his big eyes. He loved to say, that they are definitely going to turn hazel in a couple of months. And you hoped he would be right. Having a mini version of your beloved husband seemed too cute to pass up.

„He is everything I hoped for,“ Porco said, carefully leaning closer to you and pressing your lips together. He thanked you probably a million times, that you made him a father and gave him the most precious gift ever. While it was challenging for the both of you, to get used to this new life, he enjoyed every single second. It was apparent in his every action and every word. „And I really can′t wait until he′s a bit older and we can do a bunch of fun stuff together.“

You knew he would be an amazing father long before your son was born. After all, he took excellent care of you during your pregnancy. He kept up with all of your moods and emotions, tried some of your pregnancy cravings with you, and loved taking you baby shopping whenever you wished. With Marcel′s help they put together the nursery in barely three days, keeping in mind every single detail to make the room perfect.

„Not that I′m not enjoying every single moment right now.“

„You look really happy when you′re with him. Happier than I’ve ever seen you before.“ Porco smiled, while you sat up and cuddled up to him. You ran your fingers through your son’s hair just as he slowly closed his eyes.

„This is all I’ve ever wanted. My very own little family. With you, of course.“

„What if I said no back then?“

„You didn’t.“

„But what if I did?“ you nudged his side teasingly, pressing your lips to his cheek in a quick kiss, before giving the very same kiss to your baby as well. Porco’s mom told you, that Porco had almost identical chubby cheeks when he was a baby.

„You didn’t and you won’t do the next time either,“ Porco answered confidently.

„Yeah? What makes you so sure?“ you teased him, carefully picking up your son, and while cradling him against your chest, you sat astride on Porco’s abdomen. A surprised grin made its way onto his lips, while his arms gently grabbed your hips.

„What makes me so sure?“ he repeated your question, while you leaned forward and connected your lips. Before you pulled away once again, he pressed a tiny kiss into the baby’s hair. „You love seeing me do all the fatherly things. And you would very much miss the sight of me carrying a baby around when this little dude gets a bit older.“

You smiled, biting down on your lower lip. „Well... you do look irresistible and very attractive while taking care of him. And carrying him around the house without a shirt all the time.“

„You know what the doctor said. Skin-to-skin is very important for babies, especially in these first few weeks.“

With a playful nod and another kiss, you looked down at the sleeping baby in your arms. He really was the sweetest little gift this life could have given you. All the more, you could experience all these tender and adorable moments with Porco, who already proved himself to be the best father ever. And you could only dream what the future would bring to your family – more blessings and love-filled days spent together, enjoying even the tiniest little details of ordinary life.

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marswritesstuff · 7 months

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a blessing, a curse

tw: hurt no comfort, death, mentions of cannibalism (it’s aot yall), slight age gap (reader is 3 years younger)

a/n: mostly canon compliant but like i can’t be assed to make sure it’s 100%, jaw!porco x warrior candidate!reader, i have decided that people is marley are adults (aka can marry and move out) at 16 :P

summary: At 14, you meet the love of your life. At 15, you fall for him. At 16, it all comes crashing down.

You don’t talk about it.

Two weeks after you started dating, Porco brushed your hair out of your face when he thought you were asleep and whispered, “I’d die for you.”

And he would.

As the top candidate to inherit the jaw titan, it wasn’t surprising that Porco had introduced himself. You were around his age, 14 while he was 17. It wasn’t common for warrior candidates to be so old when they inherited, but not unheard of- Zeke’d been 16 when he’d inherited the beast, and he was one of their strongest still, and Colt was set to inherit the beast at 17. It would still be years until you took up the jaws, if everything went to plan- Porco should still have eleven years, if all went well, but Marley didn’t want to give up such a talented candidate as you just because you wouldn’t be quite as young as the rest of the candidates.

When Porco first introduced himself as the jaw, you already knew who he was. Your class of warrior candidates had only been a few years after his, and you’d seen him hanging around the base, waiting five years for news of his brother who would never come back. An older soldier had taken pity on you and explained he was the younger brother of the current jaw (although neither of you knew that Marcel was no longer the jaw at the time), and he stuck around as a candidate.

Neither of you said that he was kept around because Marley needed someone they had leverage over to inherit the founding.

You’d never spoken to Porco, though, when he introduced himself. It had been two years since the warriors sent to the island returned, and he’d adjusted well to the news that his brother was dead and he was the new jaw over the last few years. You’d just been named his official successor.

“Hey, kid. I’m Porco, and I guess we should get to know each other- seeing as you’re set to eat me someday, you know.”

You laughed and introduced yourself too. Consuming Porco and inheriting the jaws was still a blessing then, a privilege to serve Marley and prove that you were a good Eldian.

Not anymore.

Not many months later Porco finally asked you out. Pieck had been teasing him about his obvious crush whenever you weren’t around for months, and he’d gotten tired of it, deciding to just let you reject him and get it over with.

He didn’t expect you to grin at him and loop an arm around his shoulders.

“Took you long enough, Pock! How about coffee?”

At 15, you fell in love. At 15, Porco promised you he would die for you. And at 15, you knew that being the one to fulfill that promise was no blessing at all.

You would always talk like you had forever. Endless conversations of “someday”- someday you’d move in together, get married. Someday he’d retire- you almost laughed out loud the first time he said that- and you’d follow, and you’d run off to the countryside and Marley wouldn’t follow you.

Porco knew he couldn’t fulfill every promise he made to you, but on your sixteenth birthday, he gave you a key with a tiny bow wrapped around it, and asked you to move in with him. Within a week, you were moved into his apartment, spending every night in the same bed and every morning making breakfast together. Most of the time Porco was deployed you would be too, but during the occasional solo mission or titan-only operation, you would spend nights cuddled up with his pillow, reminding yourself that your boyfriend is smart and strong and would never let himself die without you.

When Liberio was attacked, Zeke turned traitor, and all the rest of the warrior candidates were killed or missing, you were reminded just how dangerous your job was. You’d signed up for this- you could die at any time, and you’d agreed to that, so why was it hitting you so hard now?

Maybe it was watching the love of your life be forced to crush a human between his jaws, watching a devil squeeze down on his head until his powerful mouth snapped shut and sealed the war hammer’s fate. Maybe it was the lifeless bodies of Udo and Zofia and countless other soldiers snuffed out. Maybe it was the way Porco trembled in your arms, telling you about listening to fighting from the bottom of a pit, helpless to do more than hear his comrades die.

You spent hours that night just holding your boyfriend, rubbing his back gently and mumbling, “shhh, it’s alright, Pock, you’re here now. You’re here, with me, everything’s okay.”

Minutes from the break of dawn, Porco confessed to you that feeling the floor let out under him had made him think of his brother. He’d sat at the bottom of the pit, remembering his brother’s memories of a moment of weightlessness being lifted to the mouth of a titan, seconds before his death.

When Porco finally fell into a fitful sleep, you called in to inform your superiors that you and Porco wouldn’t be attending training that day. They didn’t ask for elaboration.

Not long after, when the warriors were deployed to retake the founder once again, Porco sat next to you on the aircraft, letting you huddle into his side and whispering sweet nothings against your forehead.

“Listen, honey,” he tilted your head up to look in his eyes. “This is gonna be a tough mission. So, I wanted to make this special, but more than anything I wanna do it.”

He pulled a small box out of his pocket and opened it, letting your hand wrap around his around the box. Inside was a simple ring, a golden band with one small diamond inlaid into it.

Tears were streaming from your eyes, soaking into Porco’s shirt where your chin rested against it. “Pock, you dick,” you whined, pressing your forehead to his cheek. “Don’t act like you’re leaving me. You’re gonna be okay.”

Even as you murmured gentle affirmations to the both of you, you tugged the ring out of the box and let Porco gently guide it onto your ring finger.

Two long weeks you spent staking out with the rest of the soldiers while Porco and Pieck infiltrated the military. Your days were spent preparing weapons and plans, and your nights were spent huddled together with Reiner and Colt, all trying to catch sleep while you could instead of worrying over your people in the walls.

The attack was a blur, but it went something like this: you, Colt, and Reiner shared a final hug before you boarded the aircrafts, you dropped out and deployed your parachute, you watched Reiner transform and attack the holder of the founder, your eyes caught Porco, in titan form, go barreling into the battle. After that, when you landed and started shooting, minutes and hours started to blend together. The amount of smoke and dust in the air meant you couldn’t get your eyes on Porco, which was probably for the best- you both needed to focus.

What you do remember clearly was the lightning. Hundreds of flashes across the city, some frighteningly close to you, and then hundreds of titans rising up. Marleyan soldiers dying all around you, as you sprinted across the rooftops, focusing completely on not being caught in a titan’s grip.

You registered the walls falling and releasing the titans like a faint ringing in your head- clearly something wrong, but not even close to your main concern.

Dead and dying soldiers littered the rooftops, and at one horrifying point, a mutilated and bloodied soldier’s hand caught your ankle, tripping you on the shingles.

“Help-” the soldier managed to choke out before your free foot kicked him away. No remorse filled your mind as you scrambled up and kept running.

The ring felt like a thousand pounds. Porco was okay. He had to be. You wouldn’t consider another option.

After what felt like an eternity of running and dodging titans, an Eldian soldier flew by, and you seized the chance.

“Help! Help me!” You yelled out, waving your arms. Devil or not, nothing mattered right now except survival. You would live to see Porco another day, if it was the last thing you did.

The soldier dropped onto the rooftop several paces away from you.

“Marleyan,” he spat, clearly not pleased that you’d survived the titan attack.

“Please, I mean you no harm! I am a subject of Ymir within the Marleyan military- all I want is to survive and find my fiancée!”

The soldier’s face softened, and he held out an arm slowly. “I can take you to the large building up there. Other survivors have gathered there, and most of the titans have been killed. I can’t guarantee your safety upon arrival.”

“I’ll take it,” you replied easily, moving closer to the solider slowly until he turned and let you clamber onto his back. With his mobility gear he started taking the both of you towards the building, and your eyes were drawn down the trail of wreckage of a titan fight. Your eyes snagged on a quickly evaporating jaw titan skeleton, and you forced yourself to look forward. He’d survived. He had to. Porco was smart and strong. He had to survive.

The soldier brought you to the building before flying off again, and you started searching through the hallways. If you could find Porco, or even Pieck, everything would be okay-

You pushed open a door and the group of people inside startled and looked at you.

“… Gabi?”

The young girl gasped and ran at you, jumping and nearly tackling you with an embrace. You held her up as she choked out tearless sobs.

No more than a minute later, she pulled herself back from you and started bumbling.

“He- he’s gone, they took him, they took Falco- I don’t- I don’t know what to do!”

“Gabi.” You set your hands on her shoulders and waited for her to look you in the eyes. “What happened?”

Gabi took a few steadying breaths and whimpered, “I’m sorry. I- Falco accidentally drank Zeke’s spinal fluid, and when the titans turned, he- he became one! And Colt was holding on to him and he’s gone- and he went after Reiner, he tried to take the armor, but…” She trailed off and her eyes dropped to the floor. “Porco had taken a hit, and his real body was badly hurt, and he… he made Falco eat him instead.” Gabi’s breath hitched, but you barely heard it.

There was a ringing in your ears that you could only hear a little past. Porco was gone. He hadn’t lost, but he’d ensured the jaws lived on- by sacrificing himself.

If nothing else, it was definitely a Porco way to go out- stubborn until the end.

You shook your head, blinking the fuzziness out of your eyes and forcing yourself to refocus.

“Go, Gabi. Get Falco back. If anyone but me has to inherit the jaws, he was the best candidate. He’s strong and smart, and he deserves to live, and I know you know that too. So go bring him back for us, okay?”

“He said he was in love with me,” Gabi mumbled as the other people in the room spurred back into motion, clearly preparing to set out in pursuit of Falco and whoever had taken him.

You chuckled wetly, holding back tears of your own. “Well, I suppose he had to say it eventually. For what it’s worth, the rest of us knew.”

Gabi flushed and shoved you lightly. “Of course you did.”

Within minutes, Gabi and one of the Eldian soldiers set off on horseback. The rest of the Eldian soldiers gave you a wide berth, sensing you were upset.

You found yourself a small empty corner with a window. Gazing at the thousands of titans passing outside, you let your mind wander back to the new information you had.

Porco was dead. It felt fake, like the kind of thing you’d have nightmares about. In fact, you’d had almost this exact nightmare several times over the past two weeks. Porco was dead and gone. He’d promised you that he’d die for you, and you’d always thought the worst thing in the world was that you’d have to eat him, watch him die at your own hands. Now you knew it could be much worse. Porco had died away from you. You hadn’t so much as touched him in two weeks, and now, with his body somewhere in Falco’s digestion, you’d never get to again.

There wouldn’t even be a body to bury. The ring on your finger was the only thing left of your fiancée. He could’ve been so much more- he could’ve been your husband, your soulmate, your forever, and instead he was gone.

The tears you’d been holding back finally spilled over your cheeks as you hugged your knees.

At fourteen, you’d met your soulmate. At fifteen, you fell in love with him. And at sixteen, you lost him forever.

Thousands of killing machines passed by the window, making straight for your home in Marley. But it didn’t matter. Everything that had truly mattered to you was now gone forever.

#aot x reader #snk x reader #aot #snk #porco galliard #porco x reader #porco galliard x reader #porco galliard x you #aot angst #porco angst #porco galliard angst #tw death #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin

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nixie-writes-aot · 1 year

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goddd porco is. So. Hot. Can i request porco and a fem reader with bratting?

Porco + Brat Taming

Warnings: nsfw, bratting/brat taming, degradation, impact play, hair pulling, begging, daddy kink

Pairing: Porco Galliard x female reader

Author's Note: Lots of Porco love today hdndkdn. Galliard in general, I have a req for Marcel too also yes this is depraved hdbdjs

"Thats right." Porco grunted, slamming his cock into you, his hand pulling your head back by your hair.

You were moaning, feeling each harsh snap of his hips that drove his cock into that one spot. Your sweet spot. His voice deep with a rough edge to it as he growled in your ear. You gripped the edge of the desk you were bent over.

"Fucking brat." He hissed, "So goddamned tight around my cock like a whore."

"Y-your whore!" You squeaked, gasping.

Porco chuckled, "Yeah? You're my whore now? That right?" You nodded fervently in response, a whine slipping past your lips.

Porco slapped your ass with his ither hand, feeling your cunt tighten around his cock as he did, a louder moan ripping itself from your mouth. He had decided that he'd fuck obedience into you. After the little stunt with his football team. After you nearly ratted him out to the captain of the team. Accidently, you had sworn.

"You little fucking rat." Porco huffed, "Trying to make this easier on yourself, yeah?"

"Fuck!" You gasped, feeling him slap your ass again but harder.

"Give me a fucking answer, bitch." Porco demanded.

Yiu nodded, "Y-yes! Fuck! Daddy, please! I'm sorry! I'll behave next time, I'll be good!" You begged, voice shrill.

"Fuck, you bet your ass you will. Pretty little slut, sobbing on Daddy's cock, hm?" He mocked.

"Yes! Fuck! Wanna cum, Daddy!" You were practically sobbing, really.

"Then do it. Fucking cum on my cock." Porco grunted, his cock not letting up on that sweet spot of yours. Porco never did.

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killerbananas · 9 days

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Craving

Porco always returns the favor.

🔞 mdni | masterlist | 392 wc | afab!reader x Porco

Warnings: smut; dubcon creampie leglock, oral, seconds, dubcon breeding, pearl necklace mentioned

AN: Repost from my old account.

“Fuck, honey, how’d you get so wet for me. Been thinking about my cock?”

“I’ve been thinking about you a lot, Por. I missed you.”

It doesn’t take much to get Porco in the mood. Just knowing you’re naked under the covers riles him up when he gets ready for bed. Sometimes, it’s impossible to even make it through a shower, but you find the idea of having to clean up together after is nearly as appetizing to you. Lately, however, you’ve been craving something in particular of your boyfriend.

“Thinking about what?”

A burgeoning smirk graces your features and a small puff of air leaves your lips when he slips between your legs, equally as naked, cock hard like a statue, and just rests the head at your clit. His hands grasp beneath your legs and he lifts them while rubbing salacious motions against the sleek, plush petals of your cunt just by gyrating his hips at various angles.

“Fuck me and I’ll show you.”

How could he resist? What could go wrong? It’s not until he’s about ready to bust, throbbing harshly as your cunt milks him, that he realizes what you’d meant.

“Mmm-baby, wanna come on your tits, lemme- Hey, what are you-”

Your legs lock behind the ample curve of his backside, and he’s twitching in sensitivity, torn on what to do precisely. He really had had his eye on pearling your breasts. Yet, he doesn’t regret bursting inside of you in the least, once he sees the way you’re biting your lip, cunt still fluttering and wringing every damn drop from him.

“You know you only have to ask, pretty girl. W-mm-what are you looking for, just a creampie or for me to fucking i-impregnate you, hm?”

“What if I like both?”

He doesn’t verbalize how much it pleases him to be wanted this way. So, he waits until you uncoil and slips down to gorge himself, licking your pussy clean of every escaping drop as an excuse to slide right back in for round two. He is simultaneously soothed and insatiable in your desire for him. He leaves you no choice but to take it from him when he finally comes again, splayed out on your tummy, since he pulls your wrists behind your back and fucks you into the bed with no chance to escape.

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pocksprincess · 4 months

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Death Stranding AU

Porco Galliard x f!reader

CW: smut and dark themes; suicidal thoughts, monsters, horror, violence, blood, death, post-apocalyptic setting (each chapter will have its own individual trigger warnings).

This series is a reposting from the old blog.

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Bridges- a company that was formed to reconnect the fractured society of the USA after the cataclysmic event known as the Death Stranding.

BTs- souls trapped in the land of the living that form entities known as Beached Things, or BTs, they are hostile towards living beings.

Cryptobiotes- small life forms that float around unique natural formations, they can survive any environment, no matter how harsh. They replenish a small amount of blood and increase resistance to TimeFall when eaten by humans.

Death Stranding- an event that caused the world between the afterlife and ours (purgatory) to collide with the living world, entangling life and death.

DOOMS- a condition that grants people a greater connection to the "other side", the land of the dead. People afflicted with DOOMS are called "sufferers" of the condition. Depending on the individuals level of DOOMS, sometimes they can sense BTs or even see them.

MULEs- a faction of cargo thieves suffering from "Porter syndrome", an obsession with their previous profession. They will chase others and incapacitate them in order to steal their cargo. Many have been driven mad by the environment and circumstances, but they do not kill, and are deathly afraid of BTs.

Necrosis- a stage of death that happens after cardiac arrest (the heart has stopped beating), after which the corpse will become a Beached Thing.

Porter- freelance delivery personnel who transport cargo across the continent of UCA (United Cities of America, renamed after the events of the Death Stranding).

Repatriate- an individual with the ability to return to life after death. When people die they end up in a place called the Seam, and Repatriates can guide their soul through the Seam back to their bodies.

The Beach- a limbo, or purgatory, between the world of the living and the afterlife. Everyone has their own unique Beach that is personal to them once they die.

The Seam- the place that connects the living world to the Beach, this is where souls end up, and where Repatriates can guide their souls back to their bodies.

TimeFall- otherworldly rain that accelerates time of everything it first touches and then turns into normal water again. The appearance of TimeFall, accompanied by an inverted rainbow, signal the presence of BTs.

Voidout- an explosion that is caused when the anti-matter of a BT consumes living matter (when a human body is consumed by a BT).

Series Masterlist -

Part One: Easy Way Out

Part Two: We Carry On (Because We Have To)

Part Three: Anything You Need

Part Four: Final Waltz

Epilogue: Without You

This series is ongoing.

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scumbagjaeger · 1 year

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COLLEGE! PORCO HEADCANONS

starring: Porco Galliard

rating: sfw, 18+

notes: just some random ideas and headcanons I have for Porco, maybe something I'll work on more in the future! I'm a sucker for the enemies to lovers trope and I think there's a lot of potential with this one! Please enjoy, drop an ask for more!

I also wanted to dedicate this to @hangeslefteye for always being there and for getting me on the Porco bandwagon (: a true inspiration fighting for the cause (the cause being more Porco content hahah)

So before I get into these head canons (which predominately take place in a gym setting), here's some context

I'm a big fan of the Warriors being a soccer team? Maybe that's their college team! Meanwhile (y/n) is on a volleyball team, maybe just the intramural level team though because she's busy being a main character hahah :) my friends on the college team had no social lives but we're going to give (y/n) okay

But yeah definitely in one of those situations where the intramural volleyball games run late, which pisses off the Warriors who have practice immediately after? Cue Porco and (y/n) bickering a lot!

Okay so yeah they don't like each other

But just imagine that you're at the gym and you notice Porco there? With his beefy arms on full display

And you're kind of like "what?" y'know, giving him a look from across the room

You're just doing your thing, finishing up your reps on the machine and you look up again and Porco is walking towards you?

You roll your eyes at him when he's in close proximity and take your headphone out. "Can I help you?"

"It seems like you can help out the creep who's drooling over you across the floor," he scowls

You didn't even notice, but you glance behind Porco and see some random guy staring at you while he lifts weights

Porco just kind of just watches over you for the rest of your time at the gym? And it's nice? You don't want to strangle him for once?

He keeps an eye on the stranger, glaring at him whenever he gets up from his machines

But he also spots you while you're doing your chest press? And helps you set up for hip thrusts?

"You're doing your pull ups wrong, dummy. You should be angling your hips forward, not arching back," "Shut up, Porco, what do you know." "More than you, I'm minoring in kinesiology. Now here lemme--" and he waits for your nod before gently moving your hips forward.

It turns out he's finished his workout like thirty minutes ago but he's just hanging out with you now, pushing you to do one more rep and bickering to you about being able to do a heavier weight "What, you going easy today or something, (l/n)? You can add an extra 5 pounds, easy. I'll spot ya."

At one point he shows you how much he can bench because, yeah, he hates you, but he's a guy who will take any excuse to show off his muscles lmao we know this man is disciplined as hell in the gym

But when you lean over the bench to spot him, you notice the twinge of pink on his ears?

Unrelated but his hair from chapter 119? That's what his hair looks like while he's working out oh lord

Let's say you already did your cardio earlier? Too bad Porco is guiding you to the treadmills

Okay but let's say you suck at running and Porco gives you so much shit for it? You just hate treadmill-running though, and you don't really need to run much for volleyball anyway, just a couple laps to warm up

You're sweating and miserable and Porco offers to buy you a post-workout smoothie as a reward for running ten minutes lmao

"If you don't like treadmill-running, I take this one route through the town that ends near Liberio Park? My brother and I used to run that when he went here" (Marcel is a doctor and alive in this AU)

And you kind of look at him like * "I don't really like to run alone either?"

"What? Why not?"

"It's not really safe?"

And he gets kind of quiet and mutters to you, "Well, I usually go in the mornings, if you wanted to come with?"

And you just look at him, incredulous. And he looks away and sips his smoothie "--only if you want to, I guess."

And so you agree to meet him outside of campus the next day and you start your run together! He definitely has way more endurance than you as a soccer player though oops

It's so obvious that he could be going way faster but he jogs to keep up with you, and stops to walk with you when you need a break

You catch him smiling at you when you stop to admire some of the flowers that are blooming outside of the park. "What?"

"Your face is all red and sweaty," this man has W rizz

Turns out there's also a wellness-type cafe near the park so you both get post-workout smoothies again and walk back towards campus

Thanks for reading! I'd love to hear your thoughts on this or if you'd like more! My dream would be to start a college series with the main boys, maybe even developing fics for each of them!! If this is something you're interested in, please let me know! Leave an ask for any ideas or requests for Porco or the others!

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honeyyjems · 2 years

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SLIP ‘N SLIDE

content warning (s): porn with a bit of plot, cunning reader, a little reiner camo, threesome (f,m,m), brief oral (m receiving), soft dom!jean, hard dom!porco, slight size kink, public sex (pool bathroom), unprotected sex, exhibitionism, rough sex, hate sex?, degradation, praise kink, hair pulling, dirty talk, choking, asphyxiation, spitting, slapping, spanking, biting, fingering, finger sucking, overstimulation, pet name (sweet girl, pretty girl, baby), use of honorifics (sir), a bit of breeding and corruption

summary: you heard the hot lifeguards of the season knew how to give a good fuck, but you would rather see for yourself. Instead of chasing after the hot lifeguards of the season, how long would it take for them to slip and give in to the trap you set?

pairing: lifeguard! jean & porco x fem!reader

word count: 3.2k

a/n: this oneshot is for @taixju summer collab (x) , and i encourage you to read what everyone has made bc its vv good! also the summer is almost over for me, so why not go out with a bang. i decided to write content warnings before actually writing the smut… i was sweating!!! this is the most dirtiest thing ive ever written by far and i am proud but nervous.

banner credit: made it myself ;)

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The warm feeling of the hot sun hitting your skin and the smell of sunscreen was always nostalgic, especially during the summertime; hearing the splashes of people jumping into the water as you tanned was calming. What wasn't very calming was the feeling of two pairs of eyes burning into your skin, Jean Kirstein and Porco Galliard, the hottest lifeguards of this summer season.

Each summer season, there are new lifeguards, so they aren't always the same as the last, and they happen to be from the town over, so they were just here for the summer. This summer was going to be different from your last, you're not going to be the goody two shoes you've always been. If you want something or someone, there's nothing better than being a little devious.

Jean and Porco's wandering eyes have been on you since coming to the pool every day since opening, so their looks have not gone unnoticed. They were the hottest fuckers of the season, their toned abs and arms glistening in the sun from the sunscreen, but the cocky and flirtatious behavior attracted the woman and girls like magnetics.

You heard rumors that Jean and Porco knew how to give a good fuck, but you would rather see for yourself. They will only be here for one summer, nor will you see them again, so you can have fun with them while it lasts. Instead of chasing after the hot lifeguards of the season, how long would it take for them to slip and give in to the trap you set?

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It was just a regular pool week, but not for you. Your bathing suits would get skimpy with each passing day of the week, no matter who it was, all eyes were on you. The boys didn't utter a word to you, but their actions spoke louder, the long stares at your tits and ass each time you walked by.

Finally, Friday came. Walking through the pool doors in your black Brazilian bikini set, Jean and Porco's eyes were glued to your breasts, bouncing with each step you took. Jean stood while Porco remained in his seat, gawking at you.

As you passed Jean your pool pass, he paused before taking it, “Don't you think your bathing suit is a little…” Before he can continue, you interrupt him, “A little what?”, tilting your head in mockery.

Jean reached for your card as he spoke, “You’re practically not wearing anything.” In response, you let out a taunting laugh, “Now wouldn’t you love that?” Before he could reply, you walked into the women’s bathroom, hearing Porco's faint burst of laughter through the door.

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The hot sun was beginning to overwhelm your tanning session, so you decided to take a quick dip in the water. The lingering burn you felt as you jumped into the water, even through Jeans sunglasses, was intoxicating, The feeling of empowerment and lustful eyes on your body. As you swam up, you could see a ripple of a figure standing over you. Looking up to the figure, there stood Jean, his tall, strong presence staring down at you, almost belittling you in his shadow.

Jean motioned you to come towards him, and you did as he commanded. He watched your every move as you swam, grabbing unto the wall. You looked up at Jean through your eyelashes as you spoke, “You called for me?”

Jean swallowed, his adam’s apple bobbing in his throat. Agitation could easily be seen. Everything was falling into place.

“It isn't very appropriate to be wearing a bathing suit like that at a family pool,” he said lowly while motioning down towards you.

Acting oblivious, “I'm sorry? I couldn't hear you,” you said innocently. Jean huffed as he kneeled to your level, his crotch in your full view. He tried to repeat himself but was distracted by your tanned tits in front of him.

“As you were saying?” you whispered, noticing the slight bulge in his swim trunks.

Jean clenched his jaw, “Your bathing suit,” he paused before continuing, “It's inappropriate.”

Still maintaining eye contact with Jean, “Isn't that the whole point?” you taunted. His hazel eyes had lust behind them, you left his gaze to trail your eyes down his body, ending at the bulge in his trunks.

“It seems to me you enjoy it,” you seductively added as you lifted your hand to brush against his crotch lightly, “but will you do something about it?” you whispered. There was a tense silence as if the world froze around you. Bringing your hand back, you turned away from him, swimming away. In his entire life, he’d never felt desire like this. Or the desperation to touch, to hold, to own.

One down, one more to go.

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Time passed from your interaction with Jean, the side looks he gave you assured the message you gave him; however, Porco saw the whole interaction from his post. You climbed out of the pool to dry off, grabbed your sunglasses, and sat on your pool seat. Knowing Porco's eyes were on you, you made eye contact with him through his shades. Giving a sweet smile his way only resulted in him quickly looking the other way.

If that couldn't reel him in, something else could. Porco’s rotation change was coming to an end as Jean came in replacement. You watched the two boys interact with each other, Porco leaned over to Jean’s ear, speaking something. Porco glanced at you, making Jean slap the back of Porco’s head as he walked away.

Porco began walking to the lounge area, but you stopped him in his tracks, “Excuse me!” you shouted. He turned to you and hummed in response.

“Would you mind putting this on my back for me?” you questioned as you motioned the tanning oil bottle in your hand. Porco was dumbfounded, but quickly gathered himself, “I suppose I can,” he replied dryly.

As Porco walked towards you, you gave him your back, passing the bottle overhead. The spray hitting your skin made you flinch in response, “Sorry,” you giggled.

You felt Porco’s hot palms against your skin, his large calloused hands spreading the oil. Soon after, Porco began to massage the knots in your shoulders and neck, and a sweet moan slipped; blood rushed to his cock immediately.

He leaned into your ear, “Move your straps for me, doll,” he whispered. You obeyed his words and gently lowered them.

Turning into your shoulder, Porco's lips almost touched your plumped ones. His hot breaths against yours were so invigorating that you wanted more. “At least I know you're obedient,” he breathed.

The urge for this man to fuck your brains out in front of everyone was intense, you never wanted something more. You got closer, licking his top lip before replying, “Yes, sir,” you panted.

Porco already had a painful hard-on in his trunks, but he lowly growled as he moved away and carried on spreading the oil. His wandering hands slid over your chest, lowering each time, leaving goosebumps on your skin. Your center throbbed for him, slick soaking your bottoms. He squeezed your shoulder as he replaced the straps on them, “There you go, doll,” he grinned, “all done.”

You turned your body towards him, dazed and drunk from his touch. His figure swallowing you whole. Light chocolate brown eyes met yours, “Don't cause too much trouble now,” he taunted. Looking at him, you nodded your head in response. A devious smile spread across his face, “Good girl.” he said.

He left thinking he’s won, but oh, was he so wrong.

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People trickled out over time since the pool was near to closing, leaving you to be the only person left. Gathering your things to head out, a vibration rang through your bag, a phone call. A devious smile came across your face when you reached in and looked at the caller ID. Answering the call and selecting the speaker option for all to hear, Jean and Porco.

“Hey, you still up for tonight?” Reiner said in a flirtatious tone. “The real question is, are you?” you joked.

Reiner’s laugh blasted through the speakers, “Oh, I sure am,” he argued, “I’ve been thinking about your pussy all day.” Turning over your shoulder to see if Jean or Porco were listening in the conversion, they were already staring.

Replying to Reiner, you maintained eye contact with both men. “Have you now?” you teased softly, “I could say the same about you.”

“I'll pick you up in an hour,” he stated. Humming in agreement, you hung up the phone. Breaking away from their intense stare, it felt like glass was cutting through your skin. Standing from your seat with everything in hand, walking into the bathroom, you finally noticed you’ve been holding your breath. This adrenaline was going straight to your pussy, but you weren't thinking of your fuck link Reiner.

Trying to catch your breath while settling your things on the sink counter, a hot and flustered reflection stared back at you. The frustration of wanting to get pounded into was infuriating, the whole week had gone by without having a mindblowing orgasm; your fingers weren't doing the job. The trap you’ve set this whole week.

Nobody, empty was the restroom, and the smell of chlorine filled your nose, so rinsing off would be best, you thought. The sound of the door opening brought you back to reality, but you knew who would be there. As Jean’s reflection soon joined behind you, your eyes remained on yours.

Jean’s eyes leered into your reflection, no words were needed. His stature swallowed you whole, the sound of his breathing matched yours. The pressure was overwhelming as you slowly met his gaze.

“You're so desperate,” Jean voiced as he stepped closer, feeling his bulge against your ass “And it fucking shows.” His words went straight down to your center, soaking it even more, but you didn't wanna give in just yet. No reactions to his words, he continued, “I hate you,” he spat, “all I've been thinking is your lips wrap around my cock” Jean said while looking unto your pink, plump lips.

“It's disgusting, and I can't stop,” Jean grunted irritably. You turned while looking into his dark hazel ones and pressing your body more into his, “Then don’t,” you whispered. Before you could speak, Jean grabbed your neck and shoved you hard into the sink counter.

“Shut the fuck up,” he snapped. A smile crept onto your lips, feeling his large hands around your neck, your pussy twitched for him. “You like that, don't you?” Jean taunted. He brought his face closer to yours as he spoke, “You're a dirty slut, and I'm going to give it to you like one,” Jean growled.

Pushing you down to your knees harshly, his now huge bulge in his pants stared back at you. “Fix the problem you made,” he said with malice. Your mouth drooled for him while untying his swim trunks, and his hard cock slipped out, dripping with precum. He was huge, making you question if you could fit all of him in your mouth.

The look on your face amused Jean, “Open your fucking mouth.” he commanded. You compiled, you've been waiting for this moment for so long, He shoved his cock into your mouth with great force you choked on it. Your hands grabbed his hips for support as Jean violently used your mouth as a cocksleeve to abuse. You moaned against him, causing him to groan from the vibration against him, “F-fuck” he moaned.

The erotic sounds filled the room, it was euphoric. Without noticing, Porco was standing beside both you and Jean, staring at the scene before. “What a filthy whore” he chuckled, “She fucking loves it.” Before Jean could come, he pushed you off, leaving you gasping for air.

“God, I didn't know you were so worked up.” Porco teased, “Shut the fuck up,” Jean roughly replied. You sat on the wet floor, catching your breath, and interrupted them, “That's it?’ you croaked, throat still raw from Jean.

Porco smugly looked down at you, “Oh baby, we're just getting started,” he said. He grabbed a fist full of your hair and made you look at him, “You don’t get to say a word,” He spat, “Unless I tell you.” The rough handling made you moan and nod in agreement, “No, use your words whore” he demanded.

“Yes, sir” you moaned. A devilish smile laid on Porco’s lips, “Good girl.” Porco leaned down causing you to yelp from his rough hands ripping your top off, exposing your tits and nipples to get perky from the cold air. “You don't need that anymore.” he teased.

Jean watched as Porco grabbed your mouth and squeezed your cheeks together, “Open that pretty mouth of yours.” he praised, opening your mouth, Porco spit. “Now swallow it.” he asked sternly. You swallowed and stuck your tongue out to show proof of it, causing both men to smile at how filthy you are.

Porco grabbed you, leaning you over the sink counter and moving your legs to the sides. He spanked you, a moan slipped your lips. Porco grunted, “Filthy attention whore,” he continued, “This is what you wanted.”

A giggle escaped your lips, “It worked.” You said dazely looking into his eyes' reflections. Porco's actions spoke louder, he spanked you harder, before ripping your bathing suit bottoms off. Your exposed cunt was soaked and dripping aching for them.

“God, you're a bitch in heat, y/n” he said with a smirk on his lips

Porco didn’t want to give you what you wanted. He grabbed your hair, turning you around towards him and pushing you to your knees. Still holding your hair, he commanded you, “Undo it.” Doing as he commanded, his cock tip was pink and dripped with precum for you. Porco looked down to his cock and spat on it before gripping your hair hard, shoving himself into your mouth. His cock hit the back of throat with each thrust. You slide your fingers down to your cunt, touching your clit to stimulate yourself even more.

Jean was stroking himself watching you gag on Porco’s cock and touching yourself, but he wanted more. Jean walked over you, both men towering over you. “You're our cumslut from now on.” Porco grunted as he thrusted. Jean grabbed your hand that was on your cunt, bringing your fingers into his mouth. Jean moaned against your fingers, the sweet taste of you on his tongue.

“Mhm, Poc, you were fucking right,” Jean slurred, “She’s a sweet one.” Porco didn't reply back but rather held in his final thrust, causing you to gag and roll your eyes back from the overwhelming pleasure.

“Shit.” Porco growled as he took himself out of your warm mouth, you sat there dazed by the lack of air. Wasting no time, Porco lifted you and shoved you into Jean causing you to grab unto him for balance.

Porco leaned you over, your cunt towards him, he slipped his long, large fingers into your aching pussy causing you to orgasm against him. “Wow, that was easy.” Porco panted, “Fucking slut.” He pumped his fingers in and out of you, the sounds your pussy was making sucking him in was straight out of a porn scene. Jean felt your hot pants against him made his cock throb. He grabbed your neck, squeezing it, cutting of your air. You looked at Jean through your lashes, eyes rolling back. Porco picked up the pace of his fingers and Jean chocking you, overwhelmed you; all your focus went to Porco’s fingers, the lack of oxygen made you cream on them.

Jean lossen his grip on your neck leaving you to gasp and cry from the orgasm, spasming against both the men like a pathetic whore. Porco brought his fingers to your mouth, “Taste yourself baby.” he cooed, “Such a sweet girl.” Sucking on his fingers, Porco felt your warm tongue swirl around them making him moan.

“You’ve been such a good sweet girl for us both, so we’ll give you what you want.” Porco taunted, you stared into Jean blankly still coming off your orgasm. “Tell us what you want pretty girl” Jean added.

“F-fuck me” you drawled. No hesitiation, Porco gripped your hips guiding you towards to sink. “Jean boy, give a go before I fuck her brains out” he said darkly. Jean pounced on you, his cock gilding into your cunt with ease. Jean was so big he stretched your pussy with each thrust; it hurt but you didnt care. His hips slapped against your ass with every thrust he made, the sound filled the room. Jean picked up the pace, and grabbed your throat while he pulled your body against his. He squeezed your neck, no air, just Jean’s cock hitting the right spot each time.

“Fucking s-shit.” Jean groaned, “You like that? I just felt you squeeze my cock.” Jean’s thurst got harder, your eyes rolling back and drool dripping from your lips. Thrusting into the final time, Jean held it inside you as he came all inside you, groaning and moaning into your ear. As he came, so did you, gasping for literal air and legs shaking violently.

Jean didnt give you time to recover and slipped out of you, passing you to Porco like a ragdoll. Porco slid into you and pounded into you like a menace, his cock hitting the fucking spot. “O-oh m-my FUCK!” You screamed. Porco was letting out all of his frustration from this week on you, he didnt care, he just wanted to fuck your brains out until it was all mush.

Porco pulls you against him, making you look at yourself through the mirror as you get fucked. He grabs your cheeks and slaps you, the sting made your pussy twitch around him. “Y-yes r-RIGHT THERE!” You yelled.

“Filthy cunt.” he growled, “I'm gonna come in you.” Your screams and Porcos thrusts filled the room, you wanted everyone to know you were getting fucked good. Porco slapped you even harder and bit unto your ear, his cock twitched inside you hearing your screams. He came and held you tight, both coming together. “Oh my fuck-” Porco moaned as he unloaded into you. Your legs finally gave out, collapsing to the floor. He wasnt done unloading his seed into you, he picked you again, his cook pumping into your overstimulating pussy.

You were blabbing and drooling like a bitch. Porco finally let you go, causing you to collapse to the floor. You quivered and spasmed, drunk off their cock. He leaned down, sticking his three fingers into you, “I don't want our loads to go to waste.” Porco said lowly. Causing you to yelp from the overstimulation.

Porco looked over at Jean, “I think she still has a couple more rounds in her, right?” Porco questioned.

Jean smiled, “Yeah,” he paused, “I still have more to unload in her.”

Both men brought you up on your wobbly legs, Porco smashed his lips onto yours, his tongue exploring yours. Jean pulled you away, a silver of drool followed your mouth to his. The kiss was the exact same way as Porcos. They wanted to fuck you. Hard, insistent, determined. Branding their taste on your lips, marking you as their own.

“What a pretty girl,” Jean stated. Porco chuckled in agreement and added, “and obedient.”

You were there for their disposal to use and abuse, as many times they wanted to unload their seed into you. Lets just say, you were hooked on their cocks for the rest of the summer, or perhaps even forever.

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mommypieck · 1 year

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༺ ♱ ༻ 3/10 - aot threesome

✿ porco x reader x pieck (i had virgin porco in mind while writing it)

"look at her." pieck aws as her hands explore your body. one of her hands pinches your nipple while the other turns your face so that she could kiss you. she looks you straight in the eyes, "do you want pokko to make you feel good?" she asks, turning her attention to porco. he looks embarrassed, looking down at his feet and avoiding all eye contact with you.

"i heard him talk with the boys and he said that he would like to fuck you." pieck says, smirking when porco furrows his eyebrows at her. you moan at her words, leaning for another kiss from her. she swirls her tongue around yours, tasting your mouth.

"because if he doesn't say yes anytime soon, im gonna take you myself."

her fingers slither down to your clit and she strokes it in slow strokes. she tsks when she notices how wet you are mostly because of porco watching you. he pushes one digit inside, thrusting it in and out. even with only one finger you feel euphoric because she knows all of your sweet spots.

pieck smiles when porco joins you on the bed. he quickly undresses his shirt and he behinds to undo hi pants but pieck stops him.

"let y/n do that." she says, nodding at you to help him out. you sit in between his legs, making porco gulp. you teasingly pull his pants down, leaving him only in his boxers. you blush when you see a wet spot forming on his boxers.

"are you gonna fuck her now, pokko?" she asks as she comes behind you to kiss her neck. porco feels high and he can only nod.

"yes, im gonna fuck her now." he whispers as he gets on top of you. you smile up at him, making him blush. he kisses you on the lips before grabbing one of you boobs, massaging them. you arch you back at him, silently begging him to touch your cunt. his fingers finally reach your clit and he messily rubs your clit around it, making you whine.

"please fuck me already." you whimper, reaching down to rub his hard on. he moans but gets in between your legs. he slowly pushes himself inside of you, groaning at the tightness around his cock.

"why are you this tight?" he blurs out, high on your pussy. you and pieck giggle at his comment. pieck gets next to him, helping his fuck you in the right pace.

"does he fuck you good?" she asks you and you nod. porco's cock is fat and it stretches you in the right ways. you yelp when his thrusts become rougher, fucking you till your legs shake.

"for your first time you're doing good." pieck giggles, teasing porco.

"shut up. not my first time. " he growls, fucking you even harder. you can feel your high nearing, walls clapping down on porco's cock and making his whine. you and pieck smile at the sound he made.

"im gonna cum." he whispers into your ear, his thrusts becoming sloppy.

"fill her up." pieck encourages him. you can feel his hot cum filling you up. he lets out a deep whines as he empties himself inside of you and you can even feel him shake against you.

"good boy, pock. now let's see how long you can last as y/n sucks you off while i eat her out."

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vainilla-milk · 1 year

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Flufftober Day 13 - Photo album

pairing: Porco Galliard x Fem! Reader

tags: porco and reader have a child, modern au

wordcount: 585

Porco always thought pink looked good on you, whether you wore it in a skirt, sneakers or on your gel nails. He also always thought your smile was adorable, every time you smiled you made him smile. Porco thought that he really liked to watch you constantly.

It was for that reason that when you started dating, photos became a fixture in your lives.

Now in the morning before breakfast, he had sat down on the living room couch to look at one of the several photo albums he has on the shelf.

In the older albums housed not only photographs, there were plenty of memes (your favorites and his), screenshots of memorable chats, downloaded Instagram stories. Every visual element Porco deemed worthy of prevailing over time.

He had some crafts and letters of yours saved in the album too, you used to make them a lot and gift them to him when you were in college. You loved doing it, but when you graduated and started working you had to stop doing it as much as you used to.

Porco always thought it was a wise decision to keep those crafts, especially your cheesy letters, he loved to reread them from time to time.

Each album was a real trip back in time, a bible attesting to your relationship.

When he finishes that fat book of photos from your college days, he gets up from the couch to put it back and take out the last album he had that was still being filled.

The one of the family he formed with you.

To be honest, Porco would never openly admit to getting emotional looking at those pictures.

He could spend all day looking at your wedding photos, admiring your happiness and how beautiful you looked in that wedding dress. He would also gawk at the pictures of when you became a mom and he became a dad, never ceasing to be amazed at how tiny his baby was when he was born.

His concentration is interrupted when he hears tiny footsteps coming toward him, right on cue.

"Daddy?" he calls. "I'm hungry"

In the doorway leading to the living room, stands your little five-year-old son sleepily with his hands resting on his belly. Porco smiles at the sight of him and closes the album to go to the child.

"Breakfast is almost ready, will you help me take him to mommy?" he asks him gently as he carries him, receiving an enthusiastic response from your son.

A few minutes later you see Porco and your baby entering the room with a large tray full of food, two cups of coffee and a smaller cup with chocolate milk. You smile at them, still sleepy refusing to leave your body.

"Good morning" your husband greets you with a kiss on your lips.

Your son settles in next to you, eager for breakfast. Once you give him the cup you start with your breakfast, always watching that your little one doesn't drip with milk.

Porco watches you both, mentally capturing every moment. It's not long before he has his cell phone in hand.

"Honey, smile" he says to you.

When you realize it you alert your son and both raise their cups waiting for the photo to be captured. Porco smiles indicating to you that he has already taken the picture, so everyone continues eating breakfast.

At the end of the day, Porco will have several new photos to print and add to his latest album.

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hangeslefteye · 1 year

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Getting held by the Jaw(Cat) titan-Porco

We ride onto Porco but not before testing his patience to it's limits xD

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''Porco!''you screamed to get the attention of huge cat alike titan.His skeleton face instantly snapped towards your direction.''I think I sprained my ankle, I can't walk at all''

Even though war was over,there was no way for you to walk all the way back to the trenches.

He carefully crawled to your direction and stopped in front of you.One of his giant hands made a move to pick you up but he stopped immediately.His gaze fell on his sharp claws,he acknowledged that he would hurt you even worse if he tried to take you into his hands so instead he grabbed the back of your uniform to pick you up.

''Ow ow ow no!Stop, you are so rude Porco!''you squeeked and tried to fight with it as he lifted you off the floor.The giant made a grunting sound and dropped you back onto your feet.

''Are you trying to kill me Pock?!''you asked while you held the collar of your uniform to breathe better.As you tried to catch your breath,you saw the titan dangerously creeping over you and you realised what you accidentally called him.But it was too late for you to apologize because he grasped your ponytail with his sharp claws and pulled you up with it.

''Pock!''You yelled and tried to hold onto your hair.''I mean Porco! Porco please let go of my hair!!''you squeked with the burn of your scalps.

''You will rip off my scalps idiot!''

With your last protest he dropped you onto your foot again.When you massaged the back of your head,one of his clawed fingers came into your vision to touch your helmet.''Don't you dare!You'd give me a brain damage like that!''you furiosly barked and slapped his finger.He pulled it back like a scolded kid and grunted.

You could see his eagerness to help you, regarless of how much you annoyed him.You never understood his unconditional patience towards you.

''You know what?I'll just climb over myself.''You walked closer to the titan and pulled his soft mane to bring his face closer.You stepped a little onto his chin,a little to his nose and finally you pulled yourself higher on his head.All while he gave you displeased grunts.

''Aaah alright I'm on.Giddy up Pock!''you screamed cheerfully and held onto his hair like a saddle.He froze on the spot for a second before leaping forward and running like a maniac cat on drugs.

''Porco no!Slow down,Porco pleasee!!''

You couldn't hold yourself back from screaming his name through the entire ride as sharp wind slapped your face and your stomach threated you to give up.

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I could survive in aot world for like...5 minutes xD Then I either annoy a titan shifter or an Ackerman then...Then I get destroyed xDDD

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lostinwildflowers · 1 year

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Quickstep

Porco Galliard x Reader

Summary: Before the life of marriage, you and Porco were friends who had full-time classes to juggle between the two of you. And- a ballroom dance class.

Word Count: 2.1K

Warnings: pining, idiot friends to lovers, Porco being a flirty lil shit, otherwise just more fluff :3

A/N: Hello my dears! This is yet another fic in the world of hubbyish Porco! This is based on the dance class I took this past spring, I hope y'all enjoy some flirty and blushy Pock :3 -Birch<3

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

The wind was brisk as you walked to your second class of the day. The white glow of snow on the ground twinkled, making you squint your (colored) eyes against its brightness. A shiver passes over you, a reminder of how brutal the spring semester could be.

You see, you were walking to your ballroom dance class, your second class of the day, and one that you have with your best friend, Porco Galliard. You usually meet him at the gym after your first class, biology with Dr. Dan, but the lovely winter weather made you cringe.

The dance class was Porco’s first class of the day, so he would drive from your shared apartment to campus before meeting you there.

The spring semester was just barely getting started, as it was only the second week of classes. You made it through the drones of syllabus week, and now things were starting to settle in… except for this class.

The whole notion of ballroom dance was… well, terrifying. Partnering up with random people and then letting them guide you around the dance floor? Absolutely not. The only reason both you and Porco decided to take the class was that it was the only available gym credit, plus you would have each other.

Throughout the first week, everyone in the class was too terrified to even look at another student, let alone think of dancing alone or dancing with a partner in close proximity.

There was one major issue with you, and it wasn’t even the aspect of dancing with a stranger. It was the fact that your best friend was your long-time crush and was hot.

That first week of class, you could see the other girls eyeing up the eye candy that is your best friend. Porco, of course, was oblivious and only wanted to talk to you about his rugby practices. Yet you wouldn’t be surprised when all of the girls suddenly wanted to dance with him as their partner.

Generally, you just ignored them the first week, as it was all singles work anyway. You just tried to focus on learning the steps and staying on time. You weren’t the most graceful person, but you were a fast learner which made things easier.

At that, you finally made it into the gym, where you started to unzip your coat and dry off your sneakers so that they didn’t squeak for the whole hour. Porco walked in just a minute after you, shooting you his signature wink, to which you just roll your eyes.

He sets his bag down next to yours before following you over to the lines for warm-ups. Porco smiles at you and mumbles, “Do you think we’ll be doing partners today?” A wave of nervousness hits you as you think about partners… dancing with Porco.

Instead, you just shrug and say, “Maybe, but it is only week two of-” “Alright everyone let’s start some stretches,” the deep voice comes of your instructor, Erwin Smith.

The tall blonde was one of the best dancers in the world, an Olympic gold medalist. So, your class does as he says and starts to stretch while listening to him talk you through the steps of the Quickstep again.

“Alright everyone, let’s put leads on the blue and green lines, and follows on the red and orange lines,” Erwin stated, gesturing to each respective group. The thing about the ballroom dance class that was hard that there were always more follows than leads.

Thus, even when Porco positioned himself in front of you, he got shifted down to another girl who needed a lead. He frowns and mouths a silent “sorry” to you, and you can feel disappointment bloom in your belly.

That feeling is quickly replaced by nerves again when another lead takes his place, a tall brunette who had a crooked smile and unkempt hair.

Oh great, you think to yourself, shuffling on your feet. This guy looks like a nerd, or he’s going to eat me alive. Fuck, I wish I was with Porco.

“Okay, now let’s practice getting into our standard frame,” Erwin continued, “Leads, offer the invitation to your follow with you left hand extended, not a creepy Darth Vader chokehold, but not a limp noodle. Very good.”

You crack a smile at the joke, and turn to look back at your very stiff lead. You begrudgingly take his hand, and follow the instructions of Erwin to finish setting up your frame for the Quickstep.

You couldn’t bring yourself to look your lead in the eyes, so you try to look over his shoulder, but end up looking off to the left, just where Porco and his follow happened to be.

Porco was giving the short redhead he was with a warm and comforting smile, one that said, I got you, I know this is kind of weird.

An unknown fire started burning in your belly, and you quickly recognized it to be jealousy. You couldn’t help it, the way he was looking at her was the way you wanted him to look at you.

A heavy sigh leaves your lips as you see Porco make his terrified partner shakily laugh through her nerves, and you flick your eyes back over the shoulder of your own partner.

You knew Porco was a gentleman, his momma raised him to be one. Yet it still stung to see the way his right hand rested firmly on her rib cage, and his eyes staying soft and inviting to her.

A few moments after adjusting each set of lead’s and follows frame, it was time to practice the steps. Everyone had been practicing the steps individually for the last week, but now it was time to put leads and follows together at Erwin’s count.

“Everyone ready? Alright, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, and slow, slow, quick-quick, slow, slow, quick-quick…” Erwin started counting.

You did your best to feel where you feet were and to trust your judgement. Instead of looking where your feet were, you tried to focus on staring at a point over your partner’s shoulder, counting the steps in your head.

But what you didn’t know is that Porco was watching you instead of his partner. He could see the effort and try in your eyes, the focus you had in your count, and the way your lips were parted ever so slightly, mirroring the counts Erwin was saying out loud.

And man did he think you looked beautiful.

One half second later, he stepped on his partner’s foot unknowingly. “I’m so sorry!” he rushes out, looking down to move his feet out of the way of her own.

Then suddenly, as if a train wreck happened, all of the other groups started to experience the same thing. Leads and follows were stepping on each other, getting behind the beat, and turning the wrong way.

“Alright, alright, alright,” Erwin said above the chatter of your class. “Let’s reset with new partners, leads thank your follow and shift one to your left.”

Your lead quietly thanks you and moves down the line, and you turn to see who you would be matched up with. That’s when you catch sight of Porco.

Porco could feel his cheeks burning as he apologized to the follow he had just stepped on, but she just brushed it off and lined up again. He shyly scratched his head before moving to his left, where you seem to pop up right in front of him, a wide grin on your face.

"Ready to dance?" you quip, but Porco just laughs and snaps back, "Aren't I the one who's supposed to ask you that?"

A laugh falls from your lips at that, your giggles music to Porco’s ears. He swears he almost chokes at the sight of you in front of him, laughing at him.

A moment later, Erwin’s voice chimes in again, saying to reset into your standard frame with the new partner. Porco smirks at you in his typical fashion, offering you his left hand, the invitation to dance, which you softly accept.

As you close your hand around his own, the proximity between you two to closes. Suddenly your breath is catching in your throat and your (colored) eyes are locked on his own green ones.

But somehow, it’s not as scary as it had been just a few minutes ago. It’s comforting, but it’s… intense in a way you’ve never experienced. Porco’s eyes had never looked so vividly green as they did at that moment, and you swear you were about to get lost in the forest that they were.

You then raise your left hand to rest on the junction of his shoulder and the top of his bicep, where your fingers naturally curl into the tight muscles. Then, just a second later, as if it were perfectly rehearsed, Porco brings his right hand to rest on your mid back and just barely the side of your waist.

At his touch on your side, you can’t help but shiver. You try to blink a few times to calm the quickening pace in your chest, praying that he can’t tell you’re flustered. He’s your best friends, get it together, you tell yourself.

Porco looks down at you, his brows softening at the slightly terrified look on your face and he quietly whispers, "Are you alright? It's just me."

You shake your head once to try to clear your thoughts and then you nod once, regaining eye contact before you whisper back, "I'm okay, this partner thing is all just a bit new."

Porco didn’t really buy it, but he could tell that from the look in your eyes, you were okay. Yet he knew something was bugging you and was festering in your mind.

"You know, I always imagined I'd be dancing with a pretty girl at my wedding, but I didn't think I'd be practicing with her in a college class," he murmurs cheekily, a sly smirk stretching out across his lips.

An intense heat immediately starts to burn on your cheeks, and you feel butterflies erupt in your stomach out of nowhere. You part your lips to reply to him, your (colored) eyes flicking back and forth between his green ones to find the lie in his words.

You had just about found your voice to respond to him when you hear Erwin’s voice next to you, “Wow your frame looks great. The natural chemistry between two lovers cannot be beaten!" At that, he then shifted down to the next partner set, leaving you and Porco a bit speechless.

If you were ready to sink into a hole at Porco's cheeky comment, that was the dirt to fill in your grave. When you return your gaze to Porco's, he has his own flush covering his cheeks and a look of uncertainty in his gaze.

There is no time to discuss it because the return of the counts comes back in out of nowhere, "1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, and slow, slow, quick-quick, slow, slow, quick-quick..." and then the voice drones out in the back of your head as your body starts to move on its own.

Porco's natural ability to lead lets you relax in his embrace, his footwork naturally stepping into you and away like the push and pull of a wave.

You don't look at your feet once as you hold his emerald gaze, and he does the same as he leads you down the line of dance. Everyone around you slowly begins to lose their cadence to the counts, but the two of you continue, feet perfectly in time to the rhythm of the Quickstep.

That is when you hear Erwin call for a spin, and you and Porco release each other in time before you feel his hand push you into the spin. He catches you with what seems like a practiced ease, right back into the frame before returning to the repetitive steps.

“And halt,” Erwin says.

The two of you stop, slightly puffing and still holding onto one another. It takes a moment for you to pull away, but Porco's touch lingers as you slowly lower your feet flat to the ground and take a step back.

You aren't really sure what overcame you during that dance, but all you know is that Porco has never looked at you like that before, and the feelings you've suppressed over the years were resurfacing.

Then seemingly with perfect timing, the bell rings in the gym, signaling that class was over. You start towards your things, your mind racing with thoughts of your blonde best friend.

But a warm hand grasping your own makes you turn around, spinning right back into Porco's broad chest.

“We've got some things to talk about, Y/n.”

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roseofdarknessblog · 1 year

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Suffering the Consequences (Porco Galliard x Reader)

Word count: 4 070

Disclaimer: english is not my first language, I apologize in advance for any mistakes

Summary: Porco never forgave Reiner for inheriting the Armored Titan. Not because that way it had to be him, who stayed behind in Marley. And even though he got to inherit a Titan eventually, he never wanted it to be under such dark and painful circumstances.

Suffering the Consequences

You knew this was going to be pretty difficult.

Coming here, knocking on the door, and actually going upstairs to his room. All of that, while avoiding the grief, which was present everywhere. Truly everywhere. In his mother′s eyes, his father′s every movement, and even in the walls of the house, you knew so well. You′ve been there many times before, but now everything seemed completely different.

Mostly the photographs you saw hung on the wall, while you were walking up the stairs. You knew every single one of them – both of the boys on them. You knew their bright smiles, their cheerful eyes, and unique personalities.

It was still hard to believe, that you′ll never see them together again. One of them was gone for good and never coming back. He never even said a proper goodbye, because five years ago he believed, that he′ll come back home. When he hugged you for the last time, he promised you′ll see him again.

And you believed him, why wouldn't you?

Your hand was shaking slightly, while you took one last deep breath and knocked on the familiar door. The whole house was deathly quiet, almost as if nobody was home. You waited for a moment, gave him some time... but after he didn't answer, you slowly grabbed the doorknob and pushed the door open.

„Porco?“ you addressed him quietly, looking around in the dark room. The blinds were drawn, but you could clearly see the familiar silhouette amongst the messy bed sheets. „May I come in?“ When he didn't answer once more, you gave a quiet sigh, walked in, and carefully closed the door.

You wanted to let some natural light in to see better, but before reaching for the blinds, you changed your mind. It was better to wait and give him space. Let him talk, when he′s ready. So you walked over to the bed and sit down on the ground right next to it. It didn′t take Porco long, until he let his arm hang over the edge of the bed, searching for yours. With a tiny smile, you interlocked your fingers, pulling his hand to your lips.

„How did it go? How are you feeling?“ you asked worriedly, brushing your thumb over his knuckles ever so slightly. They were busted up in a couple of places and covered in dried blood. That scared you, because if everything went as it was supposed to... they should have healed by now.

„My head is pounding, I've never had such a bad headache,“ he mumbled finally, pulling his hand from your grip. „My whole body hurts so bad,“ he added in a weak voice, slowly turning his head towards you. „Am I supposed to feel like this?“

„I don't know, never been in your place.“

„I′m glad.“ With that, he reached for the covers and pulled them over his head.

You tried to tell yourself, that you are prepared for everything. Every possible situation this day could bring. But suddenly it didn′t seem so easy. Seeing your boyfriend like this made you worried, scared, and confused most of all.

„Do you want to talk?“ you asked after a short while, looking around his room. Every corner was familiar, you′ve been here many times over the past few years. Not once did you feel this helpless and out of place. „Can I lay down next to you?“ you tried when Porco didn't answer. Without a proper answer, he just lifted the covers, inviting you beside him.

Slipping off your shoes, you made yourself comfortable next to him, planting a gentle kiss into his hair, running your fingers through it. It wasn't nicely done like usual, every little strand had a mind of its own.

„It was horrible,“ he whispered almost inaudibly, pressing his body against yours, his arm wrapping around you tightly. „I know it′s not her fault... not entirely, but... I don't know what to feel. What to think. I didn′t expect to be this confused and torn over this whole thing.“ His face nuzzled into the crook of your neck, leaving a delicate kiss on your collarbone. „It all hurts so bad, Y/N.“

Today was a very special day.

For him and for Marley.

He was set to inherit the Jaw Titan, which once belonged to his late older brother Marcel. About five years ago, he and three other young Warriors with titan powers were sent to Paradis Island. They had a big and important mission, which they failed. After such a long time, only one of them came back – Reiner Braun, the inheritor of the Armored Titan. The Titan Porco so desperately wanted years ago.

„I never wanted it to happen this way.“

„Nobody wanted it this way,“ you assured him in a calm voice, rubbing his back comfortingly. „And everybody is hurting and grieving, you are not alone. You have your parents and me, we are here for you. Every step of the day.“

„You can′t feel all the anger that′s still inside me. And it′s not going away, it′s not fading. Only growing bigger and stronger every day. Even more, since he came back,“ he spat out, hugging you tighter. „I can't bear to look at him.“

„You don′t have to, it′s fine.“

A couple of days back, you went over to the Brauns and talked to Reiner. He didn′t say much about their mission, but that was understandable. All you wanted to know, was what happened to the other Warriors. If there was at least a slight chance of them still being alive. Sadly, Annie was the only one, who was still potentially okay. But he didn′t know for sure. Or maybe didn′t want to tell you.

You felt sorry for him – it truly seemed, that he came back a different person. He could barely look at you while talking. Maybe because he already knew, that you and Porco were together. You and Reiner were pretty good friends all those years ago, but now you barely recognized him. And it had very little to do with the way he grew up into a tall and handsome young Warrior. His honey-gold eyes were still kind like before, but emptier and sadder.

„It was hard to look at her... Ymir,“ he said after a while.

„What an unfortunate name,“ you replied while trying not to think about that poor girl. From what you′ve heard, she handed over the stolen Jaw Titan willingly and without trying to object. Maybe that′s why you felt sorry for her. She never wanted to hurt anyone or kill Marcel. It was all an accident. „Do you think you′ll see her memories? Or Marcel′s?“ you asked a little hesitantly, the tips of your fingers gently gliding over the back of his neck. You knew he loved it, your touch always helped him relax.

„I don′t want to think about that right now.“

„Yeah, okay.“

You kissed the top of his head, letting him cling to you as much as he needed and wanted. It was important, that he felt safe and loved during these days and weeks. You knew how much he grieved the death of his brother. Marcel was your friend too, you cared about him and were super proud when he inherited the Jaw.

The realization, that he wasn′t coming back...

Your heart hurt for the whole Galliard family. The boy′s parents were always so nice to you, letting you come over and stay whenever you wanted. They were truly enlighted when you and Porco fell in love after many years of friendship and became a couple. His mom even hinted a couple of times, that she′s looking forward to the day you′ll become a part of the family. She seemed truly devastated when Porco frowned upon her words and said, that nothing like that will happen soon. Not to hurt anyone′s feelings, he loved both of you very dearly. But there was plenty of time for marriage and similar plans many years down the lane.

Well...

„From now on we only have thirteen years,“ you said, feeling the sadness from your words fill the whole room. How was it possible, that this thought didn't cross your mind up until now? Or maybe... maybe it was better that it didn′t. „Do you think it′s enough time to fulfill all of our dreams?“

Porco mumbled something, but when you wanted him to repeat himself a bit louder, he didn′t bother. If he didn′t occasionally kiss your neck or stroke your back, you would have assumed that he fell asleep. But like this, the two of you lay in complete quietness, while the sun outside slowly set. However, there was no nice sunset to look at. Dark clouds came over Liberio from the west, bringing a nasty storm along as well.

You knew, that when Porco took a few deep breaths and held them in for a couple of seconds, he was trying not to cry. Same with the moment, when he cuddled closer to you or tightened his grip around your body. As if he was scared to let out as many tears as he needed. You didn′t say anything, trying not to make the whole situation even worse for him. It was more than enough when you heard his parents argue downstairs. Despite trying to ignore the shouting, you made out just enough words to understand what the argument was about. One was blaming the other for what happened. Over the fact, that they let their children become Warrior candidates and be swept into the dangers of serving Marley.

Porco didn't dare to move a muscle, while his parents were arguing. Quiet the opposite, he pulled the covers over the both of you in an attempt to hide from the whole world. After a while, when everything got quiet, he fell asleep. His breathing slowed and evened out, while you were playing with his hair and crying silent tears. It was impossible not to think about Marcel when you were here. Even more, when his younger brother, who you loved deeply, was sleeping in your arms.

You knew you should have gone home, but leaving Porco seemed too cruel. You wanted to be there, if he woke up during the night and wanted to talk or just simply cuddle and grieve in silence. His mom came upstairs and brought you something for dinner, but none of you touched the plates. While he slept, you got hold of some of his books and looked through them, read a page or two, and then grabbed another one.

Eventually, you ended up curled in a warm blanket, sitting on the comfortably wide window sill with your knees pulled up to your chest. Watching the raindrops race down the glass was pretty comforting, the loud sounds of the raging storm somehow made you feel at ease.

„You mentioned the thirteen years we still have together,“ Porco suddenly said, looking at you from his bed. „Are you willing to spend them with me? Knowing, that it′s all we have and nothing more?“

„What do you mean?“ you asked, leaning the back of your head against the cold window, while you hugged your knees a bit tighter.

„Thirteen years is a long time... from one perspective. You could get married, have kids, and stuff like that.“

You nodded, giving him a little smile. Getting married and having kids... did you ever want to do those things? Not until you met Porco. Not until you started to imagine your future together. That future, which was now seemingly in ruins.

„Get married to someone, who is not going to leave you in a couple of years,“ he explained a little better, his eyes looking you over very carefully. „It′s not like I want to break up or anything. Hell no, I love you like crazy, but...“

„Then I don′t see the point of talking about it. I shouldn′t have brought it up earlier, I′m sorry. We should live in the present and don′t worry about the future.“ It was easier said than done. But for the sake of you both, you had to at least try. „Do you feel better?“

Porco shrugged, outstretching his hand toward you, calling you back to bed next to him. You gave the gloomy rainy street one more look, before sliding under the warm covers once more, giving Porco one long kiss.

„Do you need permission to turn into your Titan form?“ you asked, brushing some strands of hair from his forehead. He hated when his hair was all tosled around, but you on the other hand loved it. That truly effortless look suited him pretty well.

„Of course. Marley likes to have everything under control.“

„That′s a shame, I would like to see you with all that new power.“ It was still a serious and sensitive topic to talk about, but it was necessary. This was the new reality you had to learn how to navigate now. There was no going around it, just straight through. „Make good use of it. For yourself, Ymir, Marcel, and all those before you.“

„You know... I still sometimes think about all the possibilities if it was me, who got the Armored all those years ago. Marcel would still be here.“

„He is so proud of you, I am sure about it,“ you whispered, while Porco wrapped his arms around your waist, turned onto his back, and pulled you on top of him. With a quiet laugh, you found his lips for a moment, resting your head on his shoulder and making yourself comfortable for the night. „And he′ll always be with you in some way.“

„Watching over every dumb thing I do, right?“

„Yeah, that′s exactly what I meant,“ you smiled, feeling a tiny bit of relief, when you heard him chuckle. It was all going to be okay. You were sure of it. Porco just needed time and support. He needed you – your love and patience. And you were determined to give him all of that and much more. „I love you so much,“ you whispered against the warm skin on his neck, running your fingers along the contours of his jaw. „Titan powers or not, you′ll always be my number one.“

„Pfff, don't start sounding like a lovesick fool. That was never your style,“ he teased you, kissing you on the forehead. „Magath said my Titan looks pretty similar to Marcel′s. Maybe because we′re brothers, I don′t know. And maybe I don't even wanna know.“

„Sometimes it′s better not knowing.“

„From what I know, the previous Jaw looked a lot different from Marcel′s. It was a bit bigger and had sharper and longer claws. And it didn′t look like... a lion, maybe. I don't know why, but Marcel′s always looked like a lion to me in some ways. Even with all of that darker brown hair or mane or whatever it was.“

„So does your Titan have your hair color?“

He nodded. „That′s the biggest difference. Also, my teeth and jaw look a little different.“

You′ve never seen either of the Titans, so it was all up to your imagination. Bertholdt once made a sketch for you, when you were little and just before they left for Paradis. He drew every Titan for you, while Pieck was the one, who drew the Colossal Titan. At least that way you felt a little closer to your friends, who lived a completely different life. You still had those sketches at home, taped to the wall above your desk.

The news of Bert and Annie not returning from Paradis broke you more than you could have ever imagined. You knew, that it was a possibility, but all those years still hoped and prayed that they′ll come back. That you′ll see your friends once again. When Zeke and Pieck were sent after them, you knew something was very wrong. And Porco did too. Remembering the morning, when they finally, after five long years returned and only brought Reiner back with them...

It was like your heart broke into millions of tiny pieces. It was at that moment, you knew your childhood ended for good. When you lost the people, you grew up with and who you watched walk down a very dangerous path.

You knew this would eventually come, but nothing and nobody could prepare you. Better said, there was simply no way to prepare for your friends dying and leaving you here all alone.

„I need to be at the military HQ pretty early in the morning,“ Porco said after a long moment of silence. „Don't know what for, but I′m nervous, to be honest. It′s still pretty new to me. All this responsibility.“

„You′ll do great, I′m sure. It may take you a couple of days, but you′ll get the hang of it. If you look at it, being in the military is just an ordinary job, somebody has to do it.“

The only thing you wished, was that it could be somebody else. Anybody else but Porco. A stranger, who meant nothing to you. A simple nobody, whose death wouldn't affect you in any way.

„Do you have work tomorrow?“

„No, not tomorrow,“ you said, nuzzling your face into the crook of his neck. „We could maybe go for a walk. Or do something else. Something nice, we deserve to have some fun.“

„Are you sure?“ he asked a little hesitant, running one of his hands through your hair. He loved it, aimlessly playing with your hair while talking or before falling asleep. „Do we get to enjoy life and be happy, if most of our friends are dead?“

„We do,“ you said without hesitation, lifting your head from his chest. „Because we are still alive. And we have to act like it. We only have one life, and we should live the best we can. Until we have time.“

You waited for a response, but Porco stayed quiet. You were sure he didn′t agree with your words. And deep down, you didn′t agree with them yourself. But was there something else you could do? Mourning your friends was one thing, but not continuing to live your life was something completely different. Mostly, because you didn't have all the time in the world.

„I tried to prepare myself for this outcome. And I thought, that... hell, I thought that I′m ready for anything. I thought I′m ready for the possibility, that Zeke and Pieck will return without either of them. And now I think it would be better that way. If they returned without Braun.“

You sighed quietly, still looking into his face. The way Porco was avoiding eye contact told you only one thing – he was close to tears once again. „Blaming Reiner is not going to do any good. It′s not going to change anything.“

„And what am I supposed to do? Hang out with him as if nothing happened? Smile at him and pretend everything is okay? He is the reason my brother died. It was him...“

You pressed your right index finger to his lips before he could continue, leaning in for a kiss just a moment after. „What are you supposed to do?“ you repeated his words, running your thumb over his lower lip. „Leave him alone, he suffered enough, Porco. You can be angry at him if you truly need to. That′s on you. But, please, stop searching for conflicts and opportunities to fight. It won't do any good to either one of you.“

„But...“

„I know you′re in pain right now. It's understandable. But losing yourself in it won't help you get over what happened. Marcel would never want you to suffer. After all... he wanted you to live,“ you took one deep breath and lowered your voice a little before you spoke again. „That′s why he did all of that.“

It was a risk you had to take.

You had to let him know, how all of this happened.

Porco didn′t know, what his brother did for him. And you didn′t know either... until very recently. Until you talked to Reiner, sat with him for long hours in silence, and waited for him to open up. He told you everything he could, but just after you promised, that you′ll talk to Porco on his behalf. The best thing would be to let them talk directly, but seeing how they both felt... you agreed.

And now it was probably the right time to talk. Tell him everything he needed to know.

„What do you... what do you mean? Do you know something I don't?“ he asked urgently, trying to sit up. With the weight of your body on top of his, you held him down. It was crucial, to keep him calm so he would listen to what you had to say. „Y/N...“

„Stay quiet and let me talk, okay?“After a second, he nodded and made himself comfortable again, holding you close. „Reiner told me everything he wants you to know. Everything... he doesn′t feel like telling you himself right now.“

„Coward,“ he mumbled under his breath. „Does he really think...“

„Porco!“ you admonished him, rolling your eyes. „I won′t tell you anything if you don′t shut your mouth.“

He muttered something once more, but eventually let it be. After a few deep breaths, which were supposed to calm you down. All you had to do, was tell him everything Reiner told you. Just repeat those words. Those words full of pain and sadness.

„It was you, who was supposed to get the Armored Titan,“ you started in a quiet and calm voice, reassuringly rubbing his chest for comfort. „And it was Marcel, who prevented that from happening.“

You waited for a bit, expecting any kind of reaction from Porco. But he stayed silent, waiting for you to continue. However, you could feel his body tense up, and with your head still on his chest, you could hear his heartbeat pick up.

„All he wanted, was to protect you and keep you safe. So he talked to Magath and the other people in charge, making Reiner seem a much better fit for the Armored Titan. I don′t know how he did it. Neither did Reiner.“

That was basically all you knew. Maybe Reiner had some other information but wasn′t prepared to tell you yet. And maybe that was all Marcel was willing to share with him, just shortly before his tragic passing.

„That′s all I know,“ you added quietly, kissing his cheek. The expression on his face was very hard to read. „Maybe he knows something more and will tell you later.“

Porco simply nodded, running his hand up and down your back. You anxiously waited for any kind of reaction. For any words or protests. But his willingness to argue was suddenly gone. He seemed more defeated than ever before. Even more, than the day he got the news about his brother′s passing.

And that was quite a big shock.

„You can always go and talk to him. I think he′ll be willing to tell you everything. More than I ever could.“

„Yeah,“ he breathed out after a long while.

The silence was almost too painful to bear. Everything would be better, even hearing him cry or scream. But if peace and quiet were what Porco needed, you had no right to object.

You let him be, hugging him tightly. Your mere presence had to be enough. Even during the next few hours, which he spent battling tears and almost unimaginable anger, disappointment, fear, and grief. All you could do was hold him and hope, that when the morning comes, he′ll get out of bed with a new purpose.

There was no going back and fixing what was already broken beyond repair. But the future held so many new opportunities.

Where Marcel′s life ended, Ymir′s only truly began. And when her life came to an end, the new Porco Galliard was born.

If only... if only the two of you knew, what the future held. However... looking back after some time, it was better not knowing anything and just blindly trusting fate, saving your hearts from many aches and hard moments filled with pain so intense, you thought there will be no tomorrow.

But there always was a tomorrow. Just until there wasn′t. Until your and the new Jaw Titan′s life came to an early end, very shortly after each other.

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A/N: This last month has been a blast, my loves. But it's that time. We've only got one day left after this Porco piece. We're gonna run into him at the bar and hope he takes a liking to us. 😉 The taglist is now closed, but if you want to keep up with the posts that are still to come or look back at ones you might have missed use the link below!

Character: Porco Galliard (x fem!Reader)

Warnings: smut, fingering, 18+ content, oral sex (receiving), dirty talk, offensive language (swearing), alcohol consumption, one-night stand, praise, hair pulling, pet names (good girl), slight degradation, minors dni

Word Count: 1.5k

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The bar was unusually full tonight. You hadn’t even realized why until you recognized the bands on the arms of the people that had come in shortly after you did. Marley warriors. You were hoping for a nice peaceful night, but by the shouting that was coming from not only the warriors, but the other soldiers around them… that wasn’t going to be happening. You noticed that some were much more intoxicated than others were, almost feeling bad for the ones that were taking it easy. You just couldn’t help but watch the chaos unfolding. That’s when you locked eyes with one of them, almost regretting it as he gave you a small little smirk.

You pulled your gaze from the table and spun your stool back around, leaning against the bar and ordering another drink. As the bartender finished making it and put it back down on the bar a voice spoke. “Put that one on my tab, it’s on me.”

You turned quickly to meet the eyes of the stranger that you had just locked with a minute before. Had he really gotten up from the table and left his friends? You shook your head and waved a hand toward him. “Oh no no, you don’t have to do that. Really.”

The man held a hand out toward you, waiting for you to take it. “It’s not a problem. I figured I should come over here and buy you a drink anyways. If for anything, for how loud my crew is being over there.” He glanced at all of them as you took his hand. “I’m Porco.”

You had heard that name before and the red band on his arm now told you exactly where. He was an honorary Marleyian. A warrior. Porco was the jaw titan. You smiled shyly and averted your eyes, his own smile was so intoxicating, you could stare at it all day. “It’s nice to meet you, Porco. I’m Y/n.”

He whistled playfully and chuckled. “That’s a beautiful name. Beautiful name for a beautiful girl.” Porco looked at his group of friends and gave one of them a small nod, looking back to you a second later. “Do you, uh… any chance that you want to get out of here?” His voice had gone from confident to nervous in a mere second. “Maybe you would wanna have a cup of coffee with me at my place? We can sober up a little together.”

You widened your eyes a little at his question, knowing that it had probably been hard for him to ask that, and nodded in agreement. He was intriguing. There was no denying it. You wanted to see what he was all about and what better way to do it than by leaving with him. He was a warrior, he wouldn’t do anything horrid to you, right? “I’d love to. Coffee sounds like it would hit the spot right now.”

The walk to his house was grueling. Not grueling from the distance, but the closer you got the more you realized that you had had other reasons for telling him yes. The warmth between your legs had told you that as the alcohol moved through you, giving you the ability to picture what he’d look like with no shirt. The look of determination on his face said that he had been waiting for the same thing. He was handling it about as well as you had been. It wasn’t often that you found yourself going home with a man you had just met, but you were beyond happy with this one.

As you approached a small house he motioned a hand toward it. “This is me.” He opened the gate that led up the pathway and let you walk down first, but once you were on the porch it was like his entire demeanor had changed. Porco placed a hand on your waist and waited to see what you would do before moving any further.

When you didn’t pull away you felt your back press against his front door. Porco was now desperate, matching your energy entirely as you wrapped your arms around his neck. You pulled him toward you and felt his lips press roughly to yours. The push of your body against the door turned to the push of his hips into your own. “P-Porco, open the door.” Your voice was lustful and full of desire as he pulled away from you, turning the handle of the door and pushing it up. He caught you as you fell through it, picking you up with ease, glad that you understood that when he had asked you over for coffee he hadn’t meant coffee at all.

Porco moved down the hallway with you as quickly as he could, straight for his bedroom. His large hands groped your ass, whines falling from you as he did so. The bedroom door was close, the way he slowed his steps told you that you were about there. You felt yourself get tossed onto the mattress, Porco’s large figure hovering over your own as he grabbed handfuls of your breasts.

Your skirt made it easy for it, balling it up in his fists as he slid back down your body. He nipped at your thighs playfully, gripping them tightly with his strong fingers. “Mmmm, so fucking pretty for me. Look at you. Just can’t get enough.” He pushed his hand between your legs and trailed his fingers over your clit, rubbing gently to make your back begin to arch for him. “Now that’s just as beautiful as I thought it would be. All I’ve heard from you are those pretty little whines. Why don’t you talk to me a little?”

Porco’s fingers plunged into your core, wasting absolutely no time to get what he wanted. He wanted to hear all of you, wanted everything that you could give him. He coaxed you along, his fingers knuckle deep in your needy hole. Your back arched completely off the bed and he pressed his hand onto your abdomen, holding you down to make sure that you didn’t get away from him.

He curled his fingers just right, hitting your g spot each time. Your hand flew into his hair, tugging at it roughly. A groan left him as he placed his face between your legs, his mouth quickly attaching to your clit. Porco’s tongue flicked over your nub quickly, your hips bucking against him as you tried to get his fingers deeper inside of you.

This was fun for him, watching you need him more and more. The way you started to beg and plead with him made him chuckle deviously. “Oh, what’s the matter, good girl. Need something else in this tight little cunt of yours? Need something just a little more than my fingers and my tongue?”

The way he praised you made your head spin. You did need more of him, you couldn’t believe that he was this open with you when he had just met you. This was something you had never experienced in a one-night stand before. Usually, it was a fuck and done type of situation. But he was actually looking out for you?

“F-Fuck, please. Need more.” The more that his fingers curled the more that you tried to arch your back and the harder he held you back down to the mattress. “S’too much. Shit. ‘M so close.”

Porco growled at the sound of your voice, watching your hips push more and more against his fingers as his tongue continued its onslaught against your sensitive bud. “Wanna taste you, good girl. Go ahead and do it for me. I wanna see what you look like when you fall apart.”

Your hand pulled even harder on his hair, more content groans leaving him as he lapped at your slit. Porco could tell you were about to let go when you screamed out his name, the taste of your slick coating his tongue. Your toes curled as you rode against him, wanting more, needing more. You were greedy, and he was too good.

You grabbed his shirt as he came up for air to pull him to you, his tongue running across his lips to clean up what was left there. He followed your hand, kissing a trail up your body. “I knew you needed more. Greedy girl aren’t you? Just ready for me to stuff you full of my cock, huh?”

You nodded quickly and watched that devilish grin appear for you. He nipped at your jawline and reached for the waistband of his pants, pushing them down his legs. “Well how good for me is that. Because I wanna feel that tight little pussy milking my cock, nice and wet just for me.”

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