#hanna x marco

[yuyuswrld]

O Captain, My Captain || 1

series intro here, or read chapter 2

characters: reiner x reader (this chapter), various aot boys x reader.

notes: this is an 18+ series, please don’t interact if you’re a minor! reader is referred to with she/they pronouns.

content warnings: explicit smut, fingering, reiner eating pussy like a god!!, alcohol consumption, degradation, mild slut shaming (?), mentions of marijuana at the end

“Has he always been a bitch?” You question Marco, inhaling bites of your ramen. He shrugs, “We’ve both been on the team since freshman year and I’ve never had a problem with him. Maybe you’re the problem?” He meets with dead silence as you stare up at him from your bowl.

“Funny, Bott. I’m just not looking forward to spending so much time with him, if he behaves like that, anyway.” Exasperation visible, you slump in your chair to think. “It’s not like he’s on the sidelines. He’s the damn captain, which means I have to talk to him a lot.”

Marco shrugs. “You’re being dramatic. He’s a pain sometimes, but he’s not that bad. Just try to be nice to him, please. Eren won’t get any nicer if you’re mean. Plus,” He stops to take a bite of his food, “we don’t have the time for fighting. We’re expected to go to nationals this year, and that’s not happening if you two scare each other off.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever you say, Bott. I’ll see you at practice later.” Uncrossing your arms and brushing off your legs as you get up from your seat. Okay, sure, Eren has yet to be anything except slightly dismissive and maybe just a little shit. He hasn’t actually done anything to you. You toss your bag over your shoulder before thanking Marco for the meal and dismissing yourself.

As the time for practice draws closer, you collect your thoughts as you stand outside the cold metal doors of the university’s second largest gym. Sure, you went to a school notorious for its D-1 volleyball, but the gym’s size was excessive. The high rise bleachers felt as if they would swallow you alive and the walls would collapse in. They had before. You remember the bile pool in your throat as the sports cameras flashes ate at your failure and spat you back out. Like a gazelle running from its predator, your body craves to run away from the glorified arena ahead of you.

“The fuck are you standing in the doorway for? Are you going in, or what?” Is it wrong to want to choose violence? Couldn’t he just say excuse me or ask if something’s wrong like a normal person?

Ugh, you should choose peace and not mess up a good opportunity. Just think about the money and all the nice things you can buy.

“I’m obviously just trying to get in your way.” You push the door open and walk into the gymnasium, not bothering with holding it open for Eren. In fact– hopefully it hits him! 

You hear the door fly open again behind you and a bag hits the ground with a loud thud. Eyes landing on the congregation of men in jerseys surrounding a smaller man, you beeline over to them. As you near, the smaller man, who you assume to be Coach Levi, locks his gaze with you. Is he… angry? Concerned? It’s impossible to determine what he’s thinking as he continues to stare.

“You’re not pregnant, are you?”

Your jaw drops. You’ve met more people in your life than you can count and never did a single person start a conversation in such a way.

“Not as far as I’m aware of…?”

“Okay, if you do what Hanna did, I will rip that baby out of your-”

A blond kid speaks up, “Um, Coach, you probably shouldn’t be threatening them on the first day. I just don’t think it’s a good idea to do that when we really need someone to organize our itinerary and keep practice stats. We’re nothing if we don’t have those numbers.”

“Fine, Arlelt. You and Braun stay here, explain how game statistics work and start having her do one-on-ones after. Performance evaluations for all of you.” You watch as Coach Levi’s eyes hover over Eren, who looks less than pleased. You’re not sure what’s going on there, but also can’t bring yourself to care. “Rest of you can go practice.”

As you glance over at the two boys who stayed, it throws you off that you’ve seen both of them before. The little blond one, you’re pretty sure his name is Armin. You’ve seen him walking around with Eren before, but he always looked so out of place in how gentle he is. You’re pretty sure you watched him bump into a trash can and apologize.

The other, however, you don’t think you’ve ever seen a man with such a commanding presence. He’s well-built. You’re pretty sure even a Greek god couldn’t hold up in comparison. You scoff internally, ‘it’s always the fucking volleyball players.’ But there’s something that lingers on your tongue, a conversation revolving around him. Then it hits you, Petra’s gossipped about him before!

“There are some really cute guys on our volleyball team. Did you know that?”

“Not this again, Petra. We’re supposed to be doing our biology homework.”

“Bitch, please. Let me speak. Anyway, there’s this guy on the team, his name is Reiner and oh my god- that is one fine ass man. He’s built like a tank engine. Not only that,” she says, a little giggle follows. “I’ve only heard this from two girls. He says he doesn’t like to hook up a lot, but his head game is insane. Like cum in a minute insane.” 

You stare, “I’m pretty sure that’s impossible, Petra.”

“I don’t know! Hook up with him yourself and you can give me all the juicy details afterwards.” You can only sigh in response, disturbed by your best friend’s inability to study.

But, here he was in the flesh, all 6’2 farmers tan of him. You couldn’t possibly do something so scandalous on your first day, could you? You shake the thought out of your mind as Armin talks.

“Volleyball stats are relatively easy to get the hang of. You just need to watch pretty closely. Even if you do miss something, we record them and you’ll go back through with Eren to make sure everything is recorded properly. Then, you’ll want to convert the numbers of each hit, serve, and pass into percentages compared to how many times it occurred per set.”

Reiner laughs, just a small one, but lord it’s like music to your ears. “Armin, you’re dumping too much info on them at once. It’d probably just be best to just show them the ropes visually and they can go from there. C’mon, let’s have coach set up the camera and record the three-on-three’s that they’re doing now.  We’ll watch the game, I’ll have you watch me record it, and then we’ll go back over it while watching the tape later.”

You nod, feeling just a hint of warmth across your face. Is this even possible, to have a school-girl crush in university? Those days were supposed to be behind you, but you can’t help but have the smallest bit of a smile as you follow him and Armin to speak with Coach Levi.

As you watch Reiner and Armin record the stats, your mind spins with utter confusion. You’re beyond lost, unsure how they’re even keeping up with the sheer amount of movement the players are doing. Dig? Write it down. Set? Write it down. You want to groan, or maybe even just go get dinner as you feel your stomach rumble.

As practice wraps up, your stomach rumbles in pain once again as it craves its next coddling. Reiner glances over from where you two stand, finishing up showing Coach Levi the statistics and getting a dismissive, “make sure it’s right,” instead of an appreciative response. He smiles at you, looking down.

“Gettin’ hungry?” He asks.

“Beyond hungry,” you say, shoulders dropping in defeat. “I’m being tortured. I haven’t eaten since noon. It’s 7 now! It’s criminal that you guys would starve me for so long.” You tease Reiner. He only responds by glancing at the gym door where most of the boys say their goodbyes before tapping out for the night.

“Y’know, I’ve heard I make a mean rice bowl.” 

It didn’t take much convincing for you to follow him back to his dorm room as practice winds down. Upon sitting across from each other at his make-shift dinner table, you learn Reiner is one of the middle blockers, coming at no surprise to you when taking in consideration to his stature. Although, you also learn he was from the countryside and this scholarship was his way out.

“Y’know, I always kinda dreamt of moving to the big city and being able to do what I love. But it’s crazy, man, I still can’t believe I’m here sometimes playing for the top university on the island.” 

Hearing the passion in his voice, you question if it’s right for you to intrude as a manager. Is it okay for you to be in charge of the livelihood of the men who’ve come so far and done so much for their passion? The men who could very well play on Paradis’ Olympic Team in the future? The concern is quickly shoved into your mental locker to be returned to as Reiner asks about watching a movie over some post-dinner snacks and beer. A much needed chance to relax after endless studying, you agree chipperly and move over to his plush couch.

As you two get halfway through Inglourious Basterds, you feel his arm wrap around you and his head turn in your direction. The alcohol running through your system has you heating up just from the skin contact. You blush as Petra’s words return to the forefront of your mind. You turn your head to face him, eyes interlocking with each other. His eyes signal a look of need, not want. You’re not sure if anyone’s ever looked at you like that before. Like a hunter who’ll starve without the meat of the deer he’s trailing.

“You’re so fucking hot” He mutters, you’re surprised a man of his stature can be so quiet. “I don’t think I’ll last with you as our manager.” Reiner closes the gap between the two of you. There’s a slight metallic tinge on his lips, but it’s addicting in the worst of ways and only deepens the experience. You two continue, allowing yourselves to sink into the couch, your body hitting the arm rest. His kiss moves from your lips to your neck, hands beginning to roam until they find purchase underneath your shirt. First, he plays with your bra before making his way under. Reiner moves his lips from your neck gently, almost like he’s scared of making a mistake. He helps you pull your shirt over your head and follows by removing your bra, his delicate touch unhooking the backing.

“You don’t have to be gentle,” you coo to him, lust-filled gazes connecting. “Please, I like it a bit rough, I swear.” He groans into the valley of your breasts.

“Don’t say that shit, I might break you.”

You can only laugh at his words, unfazed by the prospect, if not even more turned on by it. 

“Holy shit, please do,”

“In that case,” He says, voice lower as if weighing his options internally. “Don’t blame me if you limp to practice tomorrow.” Reiner helps you remove your pants before his fingers begin to dance over your body again. The touches are soft as they ghost the outline of your skin, your heart beating as you wait for him to soothe the ache between your legs. You attempt to rub them together for a semblance of friction but his arms find their way to keep them split. His gaze shifts up to you, eyes narrow as if disapproving of your behavior. Reiner’s face then begins to move lower, tongue licking a stripe up the inside of your thigh as his fingers begin to dance over your clit. He moves his face over to meet his fingers, tongue flattening against your clit, which draws a moan of approval from you. It seems evident that it spurs him on further as he begins to speed up his tongue, then switching to sucking your bud and having his fingers delve lower to your hole. Reiner holds eye contact with you as he begins to press one of his monstrous fingers inside of you. 

You can only make a noise of approval as he pushes it further in, approving of how well even one of them feels inside. It heightens your pleasure as he thrusts it forward, keeping his tongue dancing and sucking against your clit in a flurry of movements that have you questioning if Reiner is really a man and not a god in disguise. As he pushes a second large finger in, you cry out much louder than you should be in the dorms. You bite down on your lip to withhold any further noises, but Reiner puts a complete pause on what he’s doing.

“Keep moaning, baby. Let them hear how well you’re getting finger-fucked right now. This is what Armin wanted to be doing to you right now, did you know that?” He lets out a deep laugh, lips and face glistening in the dim lighting of his tv. “Bet you’d like that, though, huh?” His fingers move again and you gasp. “Yeah, you’d fucking love it if I bent you over and fingered you from behind to show off the entire team what a good little pocket pussy you are.”

That’s what tipped you over the edge. In fact, it’s probably disrespectful to feminism that you allow yourself to be finger-fucked while getting off to the disgusting words spewing out of the blond’s mouth. But social constructs be damned if this man didn’t stick his dick in you soon. You clench around his fingers as they continue to move, despite your cum gushing over his fingers.

“You’re fuckin’ nasty. But you’re still not ready for me.”

His face returns to its original spot, blowing hot air on it first as you wriggle at the stimulation. Reiner only adds another finger in response, allowing the three large digits to stretch you out before moving them once again. It feels as if you’re melting around his fingers as your back arches to the stretch. Despite slight discomfort, it’s overwhelmingly pleasurable to feel the expertise in his ways.

It’s not long after he adds another finger that you feel the coil in your stomach once again. As his tongue laps at your clit with a technique unknown to you, you’re about to unravel against his touch once again.

“‘M gonna cum,” you pant out desperately.

“Do it, cum on my fuckin’ tongue.” He replies approvingly, allowing you to take the time you need to ride out the rush to your body. For a second, you feel as if you’re floating in the way your back arches off the couch and your head spins in pure ecstasy. You glance over at Reiner, eyes fixated, as he removes his pants and reveals the thing you’ve been so curious to see. It matches his stature in almost every way, which makes you cringe at the thought of him fitting it in.

“You said you like it rough?” It’s a trap, that much you’re sure of. You glance back down to examine how large he is before you reconfirm, but before you know it, the condom has slipped on and he’s making his way back to you. He asserts his way on top, arms on either side of your head as he leans in to give you a quick kiss. It catches you a bit off guard, the earlier metallic taste has changed into the taste of your own cum and there’s a slight wince as you taste it. You can’t tell if this man is slightly depraved or hot as hell.

“I asked you a question. It’s not nice to ignore me.” 

A loud smack to your clit resounds as you let out a sharp, pleasure-filled gasp. 

“Yes, please,” you whine. It’s slightly pathetic, how you’re behaving for this man, but god be damned if anything were to impede your moment. 

He only grunts in response, lining himself up with your entrance. As he sinks in, you bite your lip to fight the stretch. You attempt to lie back and relax in his touch to allow him in, but he’s just so large. Reiner bottoms out, tip just ghosting against your cervix. He only grants you a few moments to adjust to his size before he’s pounding into you, your cries of pleasure nothing but music to his ears. The tip kissing your cervix is making your brain fuzz beyond anything you’ve felt before, and your walls hug him in intoxicating ways. Reiner grips both of your legs, bringing them onto his shoulders to push in further which earns you a grunt of approval from the larger man. 

He fucks you like he hates you. Every so often, his head falls back, and he lets out grunts of pleasure. His body moves like an artist painting their long-lost lover from only a distant memory, hips ferocious in their assault of your cunt. Reiner flips you over onto your hands and knees after an indiscernible amount of time, your sweat-covered body cringing at the chilly breeze it causes. His pace is still unrelenting from the back, cock feeling as if it’s touching every inch it can inside of you.

“Holy shit,” He cries out. “I’m gonna cum. I wish I could cum inside this pretty little pussy of yours.”

Without another word, except for your moan of approval, Reiner finishes and delicately slides out of you, removing the condom and disposing of it. He arrives back a couple minutes later, towel in one hand and a glass of water in the other.

“So, round two?”

“I’m pretty sure you started my period just now.”

[laurasanchez36]

MSA X Scooby-Doo and the Witch's Ghost Chapter 4: John Kingsmen had a question is "What is the Ghost of Oakhaven"/Mayor talks to John Kingsmen "the Ghost of Oakhavan was The Ghost of Sarah Ravencroft"

John Kingsmen: I have a question, what is the Ghost of Oakhaven?

Mayor Blaine: Well young man, The Two Ghosts of Oakhaven

John Kingsmen: Oh

Mayor Corey: Not only that. (whispering) But it's their own ancestors, the ghost of Sarah Ravencroft and Whisp Galloway

Ben Ravencraft: That's ridiculous. We thought we'd got past over these "witches" nonsence.

Flik Galloway: Yeah

Mayor Corey: What can I say, Ben, Flik, Ever since, we built our puritan villiage, her ghost has appeared many times.

Mayor Blaine: Indeed

Fred Jones: Don't tell me, you disturbed her spirit with the construction?

Daphne Blake: And now, she's haunting the town.

Lewis, Arthur, Vivi, Mystery, Laura/Me, Sarah, Cera, Mike, Ecole, Misty, Maisy, Starla, Marco, John and others: Yeah?

Ben Ravencraft: Did you say "puritan village?"

Flik Galloway: You mean "puritan village"?

Marco: Yep, that's the one

For @sfcabanasstarcgs and @mysteryideasgroup

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Scooby Doo SD belongs to WB (Warner Bros) and HB (Hanna Barbera) of Animated Movies and TV Series Shows

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Congratulations for the 800 followers, @kazenomegaminowanpisu ! Hope you'll like this fic!

Welcome to the Family!

Summary: Takuma, Kazuma, and Emma found a new friend at the park. How would Marco and Hanna would react to this furry friend?

"Should we really bring him home, guys? Papa might get mad at us," Kazuma, the second oldest, asked his other siblings.

Currently, the three children of Marco the Phoenix and his wife Hanna are playing in the playground by their street. While running around, Emma, the youngest, found a stray puppy in a box.

"Of course, we should! The poor puppy is all alone! He looks sad too!" Emma argued, hugging the canine close to her chest. Kazuma stared at the animal, uncertain.

"What if it has rabies?!" He argued back.

"No, he doesn't!" The little girl cries out.

"Well, but what if he actually does have it? You might get sick!"

"But I won't! Papa can treat me, anyway!"

"But-" "That's enough, Kazuma." Takuma, the oldest of the three, cuts in. "Stop arguing, you two. Mama would be disappointed if she saw you bantering, again."

"Hmph!" The arguing siblings turned away from each other. Takuma sighed, "And here I thought that Kazuma was supposed to be the serious one out of the three of us."

The said boy huffed in annoyance. "I'm just worried, okay? I don't want you guys getting sick because of rabies!" His eyes teared up but he refused to cry in front of them. Emma and Takuma grew sad from the sight of their usually serious brother and went to hug him.

"Aw, it's okay, Kazuma-nii! I'm sorry for yelling at you, too." Emma pouted, patting her older brother's head gently. Kazuma smiled at the gesture.

"Anyways, we have to go home now. Emma, put the puppy back in the box. We'll carry it on it in case he had rabies." Takuma instructed.

"Okay!" Emma nodded and ran back over to the box. She picked up the box and puts the puppy in there. After that, Kazuma volunteered to carry the box and proceeded to walk home with his two other siblings.

"I hope Papa and Mama agree to this!" Emma chirped happily.

........

"No," Marco said sternly. The kids whined in protest. "But Papa!"

"And I said no," The blond father sighed out, rubbing his forehead. "It might have an owner and rabies-yoi."

"I think we'll be alright, Papa!" Kazuma tried to convince his father but Marco shook his head.

"Then why can't we keep it?!?" Takuma cried out. Marco looked at his children pouting at him.

It made him want to give in but he knew he couldn't do so. If he did, then the puppy might have rabies and bite one of his kids, making them sick. He didn't want that at all. Marco sighed, conflicted with the situation.

"Please, Papa?" Emma pleaded with her infamous puppy dog eyes. "Pretty please?" Their father gulped nervously but shook his head, not wanting to give in.

"I'm sorry, Emma-yoi."

"PLEASE, PAPA?" Now, the twins joined in with their own puppy dog eyes, tripling the effect.

'Oh my god.' Marco groaned in his mind. 'These kids and their darn eyes.' He sighed, before finally nodding his head.

"Fine. We'll keep him. BUT! We have to talk about this to your Mama first, okay-yoi?" At this, the kids started cheering victoriously.

"Yay! Thank you, Papa!" They hugged Marco, making the latter smile.

"Anything for my kids-yoi."

........

Later that evening, as they were having dinner in the dining room, Marco decided to bring this topic up.

"So, we have something to tell you," Marco announced. Hanna perked up at this.

"What is it, dear?" The woman asked softly, now noticing the grins her kids had on their faces.

As for Marco, he sighed, a small smile on his lips. "The kids have found a puppy at the park. They wanted to adopt it-yoi." Hanna gasped, looking at them with sparkling eyes. "Really? Sure! I'd love to have a puppy around the house!"

The blond man sighed again, having known that his wife would agree so easily. "Alright, then. Since this puppy is ours now, we'll take good care of it. But we have to take him to the vet tomorrow, okay-yoi?"

Marco was met with multiple 'of course's as well as 'yes Papa's’ from his kids and wife.

He shook his head fondly at them.

........

"He sure is cute though," Hanna commented as soon as they entered the veterinarian.

"Mhm," Marco agreed, still smiling from how his children's eyes sparkled with his decision to raise the puppy.

"Hello, Ma'am and Sir. Is there anything I can do to help you today?" The vet asked politely, smiling at the lovely couple in front of her.

"Yes. Well, we've recently adopted a stray puppy which was left by its previous owners and wanted to take good care of it-yoi." Marco explained.

"Oh wow... That's awfully kind of you! Did you name him yet?" She asked excitedly. The couple looked at each other, smiling.

"About that..."

Earlier that day...

"Let's call him Doggy!" Emma suggested, petting the little puppy.

"Doggy? Seriously, Emma? Let's name him Sebastian!" Kazuma counteracted. Takuma shook his head at him.

"Alexander would be great!"

"No, Doggy!"

"Nu-uh, Sebastian!"

"Nope, Alexander!"

As the siblings started to argue back and forth, Hanna decided to interfere. "Takuma, Kazuma, Emma! Stop arguing!" She scolded.

"S-sorry, Mama!" Hanna smiled fondly at the three children. They were such a handful sometimes. Then, she asked, "Hey, what are you kids arguing about?"

"We can't decide what to name the puppy!" Takuma answered. "We have different names for him but we can't agree with each other's suggestions!" Kazuma and Emma nodded, "Mhm!/He's right!"

Hanna giggled at their cuteness before speaking. "Don't you guys like that one cartoon show? Stefan and Friends, was it?"

"That's it!" Emma gasped excitedly. "Let's name him Stefan!" Her older brothers agreed happily. "You're right! Stefan!"

Hanna smiled. "Stefan it is!"

Back to the Present:

"Stefan is his name, Ma'am," Hanna answered as she pets the puppy fondly. Stefan sniffed her hand curiously and nuzzles into her gentle touch.

"Such a cute little guy!" she cooed and petted him again.

Marco chuckled at the sight before turning to the vet. "We would like to have Stefan a check-up and vaccination, please-yoi." The lady nodded, writing down the information.

"Well then, let's get started!"

........

Soon enough, Stefan was given a check-up and was vaccinated. Afterwards, the couple went back home, happy with the outcome.

The three kids ran to their parents as soon as they got in the house. "Mama! Papa!"

"Welcome back! How was the vet appointment?" Kazuma greeted happily.

"It was awesome! Papa and I even bought Stefan his dog stuff!" Hanna said, holding up the said puppy in her arms, a colorful collar upon his neck. The children were aweing at the sight.

"Are those our favorite colors? Awesome!" Emma squealed happily as she took the puppy and hold it. Stefan licked her face in appreciation, making the girl laugh. "It tickles!"

The twins were watching in amusement and delight at Emma's reaction while Hanna and Marco chuckled at the sight.

"Thank you very much for letting us keep Stefan, Mama! Papa!" The kids hugged their parents, laughing merrily.

"You're welcome, my dears~!" Hanna grinned while Marco ruffled his kids' hair. "Anything for you, my little troublemakers-yoi."

"Welcome to the family, Stefan!" Takuma, Kazuma, Emma, and Hanna greeted the cheerful puppy.

"Woof! Woof!"

"Stefan says thank you!" Emma giggled, making everyone laugh in amusement.

[thiswasstarkslydia]

⇢ starkslydia’s favorite ships (3/7)

21. CHONI — cheryl blossom and toni topaz, riverdale (the cw, 2017) played by madelaine petsch and vanessa morgan

22. JONEVA — jonas noah vasquez and eva kviig mohn, skam (nrk, 2015) played by marlon langeland and lisa teige

23. HALLIE — harry bingham and allie pressman, the society (netflix, 2018) played by alex fitzalan and kathryn newton

24. CHERIK — charles “professor x” xavier and erik “magneto” lehnsherr, x men franchise (20th century fox) played by james mcavoy and michael fassbender

25. HALEB — hanna marin and caleb rivers, pretty little liars (freeform, 2010) played by ashley benson and tyler blackburn

26. ECLARIS — marcos “eclipse” díaz and lorna “polaris” dane, the gifted (fox, 2017) played by sean teale and emma dumont

27. CLAIMIE — jamie fraser and claire beauchamp, outlander (starz, 2014) played by sam heughan and caitriona balfe

28. INCANTAVA — edoardo incanti and eleonora sava, skam italia (timvision, 2018) played by giancarlo commare and benedetta gargari

29. FOURTRIS — tobias “four” eaton and beatrice “tris” prior, divergent franchise (summit) played by theo james and shailene woodley

30. JOPPER — jim hopper and joyce byers, stranger things (netflix, 2016) played by david harbour and winona ryder

[the-witch-of-one-piece]

hi.....I'm new here..and I just want you to know that I'm also a Marco fan...so I hope you make a sweet HeadCanon about Marco and his s/o having their honeymoon....It's up to you if your going to make it or not

A/N: Hello Hanna love ! Yaya welcome to the club!!!! Of course Honeymoon with this man will be to die for 😊😍 I will make this for you hun! I hope you enjoy!

Marco x Fem Reader: Honeymoon

-The former crew of whitebeard pirates chipped in and provided a honeymoon trip for the newlywed couple. Happy that one of them settled down after so many years. Both you and Marco were excited to take a trip to a secluded island they picked out. Marco looking into the place more and doing some research he had planned a few things of his own

-Entering the room that was booked for you both. Having your own private patio with a small hot spring area. "Remind me to hug each and everyone of them when we see them again" Your eyes gleaming at the beautiful décor around the room. Marco looked around and thinking to himself this is really nice.

-Marco and you exploring the island seeing at the different food vendors with some of the strangest foods you both questioned one another. "Is that edible?" you whispered to him looking at he questionable food.

-"It's supposed to be a delicacy. Lets try it okay?"he would encourage you to try it. And you weren't disappoint as you tasted all the different flavors blending together. "Not bad, a bit slimy" as it slid down his throat.

-The botanical garden Marco holding your hand guiding you through the different path ways. "Some of the rarest orchards are only able to bloom here . When you look at them for too long time slows down..." Marco said. Looking at him with a surprised look that he knew that before you could ask what kind of orchid was that.. You snuggling against his arm as you both continued looking around

-The night before you guys left he told you to wear something nice but comfortable nothing to flashy. Making yourself look presentable fixing your hair one last time. "You look so beautiful yoi" he would kiss the back of your hand guiding you outside. He told you to close you eyes and hold on tight to him. Feeling yourself flying the gush of wind as he lifted off the floor. Only a few mins of flying.Still with your eyes closed Marco putting you down. His hands hands over yours. "no peaking yoi." taking baby steps.

-As your eyes opened to see heavily decor boho patio. The candle lighting the wooden deck a canopy with sheer ivory lace hanging from it. The overs size plush comforter in the middle with pillows around the comforters. Decent size of throw blanket. The stars twinkling in the air. Turning around to see the breath taking view of the island. "Marco this is amazing they did this too?" unable to take your eyes off the sight infront of you.

-"it wasn't the crew that did this.... It was me." his chin resting on the top of your head his arms hugging you from behind "I wanted this to be a special moment for us." hugging a bit tighter.

[heyitsjay03]

Fighting For Tomorrow: Chapter Six

Disclaimer: Still haven’t bought AOT but I’m working on it! 

AN: this. is a doozy of a chapter- i know. lots. and lots. and lots of words. but DAMN if i didnt love every part of it. however! if you guys prefer smaller chapters please please please dont hesitate to say something. seriously. id love to write you guys more frequent, smaller chapters but if you guys like the longass, slightly infrequent chapters then they shall continue. just say the word bby. also i felt kinda poetic in some of these sections so if you see reader gettin fancy with her verbage, don’t trip. that was my bad. 

Reiner x Fem!Reader, eventual Captain Levi x Fem!Reader, Sasha x Sister!Reader

Word Count: 10k (i finished this at 2 am today before class and nearly passed out at the sight ‘10,008 words’ when i pulled up my word counter. CH-YOW this a big boy)

TW: gore/blood/violence/death, adult language/swearing, slight PTSD, mental anguish, self-harm, grief, nightmares, insomnia, hysterics, horse accident

You can read parts one, two, three, four, and five just by tapping the lovely numbers!

   The flames crackle and rage before us, engulfing our comrades’ bodies in scarlet and gold waves. 

   Engulfing Marco’s body. 

   Jean had found him. Just… laying there. Up against a building. No one had seen him die, no one knew how he died, just that he did. Marco- our comrade, our friend... my friend- just gone. Taken from us. There was no valiant deed. There was no heroism. There was no triumphant story. Nothing. He just… died. 

   And that’s the worst part. 

   He was taken from us and no one knows how. No one knows why. 

   Marco was one of the first comrades I got close to. We were competitive- always fighting to outdo each other. I’d train two hours, he’d train three. He’d pass the ODM test after four tries, I’d pass it in three. Back and forth, back and forth. 

   But if we faced something bigger than us- if there was an exercise we couldn’t quite pin down, if there was another Cadet giving us problems, if one of our squad members were injured- we’d always come together to beat it. It was always like that. 

   He was like my little brother. 

   I scoff at myself. They all are like my younger siblings. Eren, Armin, Mikasa, Jean, Connie, even Annie and Bertholdt. They’re all family and losing Marco… it was like losing a brother. 

   I did lose a brother. 

   My brother is among the flames- being turned to ash before my eyes. Marco is gone. Taken from me. Robbed from me. From everyone. His intellect, his kindness, his leadership. All of it gone. Taken from humanity. 

   We’re just kids. 

   Marco was just a kid. 

   All of us- bright-eyed kids wanting to do our best for humanity. To take back what was stolen from us. To serve humanity. We didn’t know how much hate, how much horror was waiting for us. To watch our comrades- our family and friends- be torn apart in front of us. To lose the ones closest to us in unspeakable carnage. 

   All we wanted was to do something for humanity. 

   All Marco wanted was to do something for humanity.

   He was just a kid.

   Tears are streaming down my face as we all watch the flames consume the bodies of fallen soldiers. I can hear the crackling of wood, feel the heat on my skin. But the crackling is distant and the heat is faint. My chest feels empty and cold. 

   I lost Marco. I lost Hannah. I lost Franz. 

   And I’ll never get them back.

   But I’ll be damned if I allow anyone else to be taken from me. 

   The Commander roars and rages before us, engulfing us in his words. They burn and singe like fire as they cross the Cadets’ ears. I can hear them whispering among themselves- asking if he’s serious or if he’s crazy or already resigning themselves to the Garrison. 

   It doesn’t matter what they say. 

   I’m joining the Scouts. Commander Erwin’s words are a comfort, a pleasant yet caveat warmth. Like a candle sitting beside a curtain. I know what I’m signing up for. I’ve always known. But it doesn’t mean I’ll be giving it all up now. 

   “I’ve made my decision.”

   My eyes turn away from the Commander, landing on Reiner’s form beside me. His gaze is still stuck on the Commander, back straight and shoulders squared. I turn my gaze back to the Commander- not wanting to be chewed out by a commanding officer for not paying attention. “...really?” I ask quietly, “Where are you-?”

   “The Scouts.”

   My eyes are back on him. “What?” I hiss, “Reiner, you can’t... throw away your shot at the Military Police- you worked so hard, why would you-?”

   “Eren was right,” he says quietly. I can feel his chest fill with breath before he chuckles. “They don’t need our skills so far away from the walls. They need us where we’re at use- where the people are.”

   “Rei, please, please,” I whisper, “Please don’t do this.”

   “Why not?” Reiner chuckles again, “You want me gone?”

   “It’s not like that,” I shoot back, “I just…”

   “You just what?”

   “...I don’t wanna lose anyone else.”

   “...you won’t.”

   “You can’t know that… I’m already worried about Eren and Armin and Mikasa- if I have to worry about anyone else-”

   “You don’t need to worry about me, darling… Because we’re going to get through this,” I can feel his finger graze the side of my hand before his hand takes mine. “Together.”

   A shaky exhale leaves my mouth as I close my eyes. “...together,” I whisper as shivers run down my spine.

   “That’s right, darling.”

   “...those who wish to join other divisions are dismissed.”

   Shuffles of feet scurry past me as I remain. I can feel their gazes, their judging glares and confused looks. They mumble to themselves. ‘Insane’, ‘crackpots’, ‘suicidal’, ‘deathwish’. Nervously, I swallow and grip Reiner’s hand tighter. 

   I can feel his smile. Proud and bright like the sun. Warming like the sun. Relaxation smoothes out over my skin as I soak it in. 

   I’ve done it. Finally. After years of fighting and hoping and wishing and dreaming about this very moment, I’m here. 

   The crowd clears out and a scattering of us remains. My eyes dart to each of the figures in the hopes of identifying my fellow crackpots.

   Reiner. Armin. Mikasa. Bertholdt. Ymir. Christa. Sas-

   My heart stops. 

   Sasha. Connie. Jean. 

   What the Hell are they doing here?! They were supposed to join the Military Police. They were going to, weren’t they?! Why are they still here?! Why aren’t they walking away? 

   At the very base of my stomach, something churns. Quickly and violently. 

   I think I’m gonna be sick. 

   I’m already going to be looking out for Armin, Eren, and Mikasa- I came to accept that long ago- but now Sasha? And Reiner? Connie and Jean, too?

   Most of everyone I’ve ever loved has just signed their hearts and bodies away to the Scouts- to nearly certain death. 

   There has to be a way to change their minds, right? There has to be. 

   ...but there isn’t, is there?

   They heard the statistics. They know how many have died in the Scouts. They know all the facts, all the dirtiest of details. 

   And they stayed.

   Gods, why did they stay?

   I’ll drag each of them out of here by their ears, kicking and screaming, if I have to. I already lost Marco and Hanna and Franz. I don’t think I could take losing them, too. 

   But if they truly want to- if they know the risk and want to dedicate their hearts just like I am… why would I stop them?

   I should be proud. 

   They’re- we all are- dedicating ourselves to the better future humanity deserves. To the eradication of Titans. To the freedom we all hunger for. 

   “Very well!” Commander Erwin’s voice booms out over us. “I welcome you- the newest recruits of the Scout Regiment!” His fist slams against his chest in a tight salute, “This is my real salute! Dedicate your hearts to the cause!”

   The group moves as one as we all strike our fists to our chests. 

   My eyes glide from the Commander to Sasha once more. 

   She’s shaking. I can hear her stifled sobs from here. 

   But she remains firm in her spot. 

   She’s made her decision. 

   And I can accept that. 

   I lay awake. Moonlight flickers through the window- inching towards the other side of the room. It’s late and I’m exhausted but even when I am, I can’t sleep. There’s too much screaming in my head. Too much gore. Too much carnage that I can only barely remember. The only things that do remember are my heart and lungs- hammering and pounding and stretching to the fullest in the wake of whatever nightmare slinked back into the recesses of my mind. 

   Reiner stirs in his sleep and wraps his arms around my waist. Tucking me into him, he sighs and buries his head into my neck. “...can’t sleep?” he mumbles. His voice is deep. Deeper than usual, with a gentle rumble to it. 

   “No,” I whisper back, shrinking into him.

   “Wanna talk about it?”

   I stay silent. No. No, I really, really, really, really don’t want to. Talking about whatever bothers me is like pulling teeth. It feels like a burden that I’m casting onto someone else. And with Reiner… he’s burdened enough already. He’s everyone’s big brother. Everyone’s confidant. He shoulders responsibilities and punishments for others- never once thinking about himself. 

   But he’s exhausted. All the time, exhausted. And he’s so good at hiding it. Even around me. But I can see it. The way his golden eyes go hazy at times, the way his shoulders sag and the way things slip his mind. The way he can become an entirely different person with terrifying speed. 

   It scares me how much I think he carries. Because when he breaks… it’ll be cataclysmic. 

   Reiner’s lips slide up my shoulder and neck, pressing gentle kisses against my skin. “...well?”

   But maybe he’ll open up to me if I take the step first. Maybe I’ll show him that there’s nothing to worry about- that I’m not going anywhere and that he can talk to me about anything. Everything. 

   “...I’ve… I’ve been having nightmares.” 

   His kisses stop where they are, lips still pressed to my skin for a moment before pulling away. His grip on me gets tighter as he pulls me closer. Reiner lets his head rest in the crook of my neck and sighs. “...what about?”

   I laugh quietly, letting my fingers trail against his forearm. “...I don’t remember most of them but… there is one that comes back… every now and then.”

   “I’m listening, darling.”

  Slowly, I take a breath. My eyes close as I remember the details of the dream. “...it always starts off the same… I’m in a throne room and there’s a person at my feet. Sometimes… it’s a woman and other times it’s a man and other times, I can’t tell which, but… there’s always someone at my feet,”

   “And they’re always crying,” I whisper, eyebrows drawing together and I grip his forearm. “Sobbing and pleading for mercy. A-...And I…” My voice quivers as tears start to flow from my eyes. “I… just… I don’t even know, I just… I see this… light- red light- come from their eyes and they just… they convulse and thrash around for a moment- screaming and crying and begging- before… before they…,”

   “...before they die at my feet,” I whisper brokenly, eyes open and staring out into the distance as the scene replays. “And when they finally die… I look up… and there’s… corpses. Thousands upon thousands of corpses, Rei… All piled up on top of each other and in writhing rigidity. As far as I could see- there were bodies- and… and somehow I know that… that I… I had… somehow I know that I was the one that killed them all.”

   “I’m your squad leader, Ness,” the man before us states before clapping a hand onto the horse towering beside him. “And this! Is my horse, Chalet…” 

   My eyes drift away from him, blankly settling on the various horses in their stalls behind me. I’ve tuned him out… I should probably listen to whatever he has to say. But… I’m so tired. Another night of staring at the ceiling while listening to Reiner snore and watching Bertholdt contort himself into a coil across the room. 

   I don’t know how many sleepless nights I have left. 

   My body lurches forward slightly as someone nudges me from behind. I turn to face whoever it was. Jean is towering over me with a smirk on his face as he pretends to be watching Squad Leader Ness. “...what the hell was that for?” I mutter, facing forward.

   “You were falling asleep again,” he chuckles quietly, “Another… late night?”

   I scoff and shake my head, “You’re a child.”

   “You didn’t say ‘no’.”

   “No, Jean,” I hiss, “I just… couldn’t sleep.”

   I can feel him deflate slightly behind me. “...oh…”

   “Yeah.”

   “...I get them, too.”

   “I really hope you don’t.”

   Connie, standing beside me, scoots closer. “What’re we talkin’ about?”

   Jean answers at the same time as I do. “Sex.”

   “Food.”

   Connie’s eyebrows furrow slightly as he risks a glance at me. “...huh?”

   I sigh and roll my eyes, “We were talking about-”

   “Did someone say ‘food’?” Sasha whispers excitedly behind me. 

   I sigh and roll my eyes again. “You three are-”

   “Hilarious.”

   “Your favorites.”

   “Really hungry.”

   Groaning softly, I shake my head at their responses. “Gods… I thought Armin, Eren, and Mikasa were a lot… then I had to get you knuckleheads thrown in, too.”

   “Now!” Ness states, looking significantly more disheveled than he did a few minutes ago. Adjusting the bandana around his head, he huffs and stands up straight. “Follow me and I’ll show you to your dorms- and then you’ll be introduced to your horses.”

   He walks off, leading us between the stables and the looming walls of the castle. My eyes trail up the crumbling stone- plants and vines and flowers managing their way through the cracks- and over the rolling hills dotted with trees. Sunlight floods the stone courtyard, basking us all in its warmth.

   It reminds me of home. 

   Not Shiganshina- but of the modest cottage in the forest. I smile to myself, watching Sasha bother Jean with Connie’s help just in front of me. I remember playing with her in the trees. We made and marked that forest. There isn’t a tree in that entire forest we haven’t carved up with arrows and knives or with the undersides of our shoes as we climbed their roots and limbs. Sasha would be afraid at first- of foxes or wolves or falling or tripping. But as soon as I took her hand and led her to the sunlight, to the tops of the trees, to the very breath of the sky… she’d always hunger for more. To go to the brightest spot in the forest, to climb the highest tree, to scale the steepest cliff. 

   My smile starts to fade slightly. 

   She’s even more afraid than she used to be… did I cause that? Does she even remember? She was young when I left… Does she remember when she scraped her knee and told her that she was now one with the forest- that its blood was in her and her blood in it? Does she remember that first tree we climbed together? Does she remember the nights we would run barefoot around the dew-covered clearings in the heart of the woods with no light to guide us except that of the moon? Does she remember what it was like to not be afraid?

   Will we ever get to go back…?

   The group stops. Ness smiles at us and points down the hallway to our left. “Down this hallway are the boys’ rooms,” he points to the hallway to our right. “And down this one is the girls’.” He chuckles and turns back to us. “There is… one other thing.”

   Uh oh. 

   “There’s only one bathroom.”

   I stifle a groan. It’s a goddamn castle. How in the walls is that even possible- one bathroom, my ass.

   “Well… only one that’s in good enough shape to be used, anyway. ‘sides the officers’ bathroom...” Ness admits, a sheepish smile growing on his lips as he rubs the back of his head. “You’re welcome to fix up the other ones, though! ...although, I think you’d need help…” Ness continues muttering more to himself than anyone else. 

   One bathroom. Unbelievable. I growl under my breath as Ness marches us back out into the courtyard. You’d think Captain Shortstack would be all over the renovations of this place- bathrooms included. 

   Whatever. It’s not like I shower when everyone else does, anyway. There’s always a possibility I could sneak into the officers’ bathroom like when we were in training… And there was that river...

   “I can see you already coming up with a plan,” Sasha appears next to me, lowering her voice. “What’re ya thinkin’?”

   I laugh softly, nudging her arm with my elbow. “Nothing regarding food.”

   Sasha pouts slightly, “Fine… then what’re ya thinkin’ about?”

   “Just plannin’ my way into the officers’ bathroom.”

   “Oooh,” Sasha laughs maliciously. “Do you think they’ll have hot water?”

   I sigh, closing my eyes and imagining the steam and feel of hot water cascading down my body. Hot water was a privilege in the Cadet Corps. ...one that was constantly being robbed from me. I’d mostly show up after everyone had already showered, praying that maybe I’d have even a moment to myself to unwind- and to not be stared at. And nearly every time, I bathed in freezing cold water. But there were a few times where I’d be wrapped in steam, delicate streams of hot water warming my frigid body. 

   ...now that I think about it, those ‘few times’ were whenever Reiner would wake me up early to get in the shower before everyone else.

   “Gods,” I mumble, looking at Reiner as he walks with Bertholdt and Annie. “I really hope so, ‘tato-muncher.”

   As if he felt my gaze on him, Reiner turns around and smiles. I return the smile with a scrunch of my nose. Reiner’s eyes glide behind me for a second, returning to me before darting back behind me. I turn around to follow his gaze. 

   Eren. 

   Eren runs straight for us, green cape flaring out behind him as he charges towards the group. Our eyes meet and his pace increases. My hand latches onto Sasha’s sleeve and tugs, “‘Tato! ‘Tato, look!” I laugh, slapping Connie’s shoulder. “Look who it is!”

   Connie and Sasha turn around and I can hear the others turn along with them. Armin and Mikasa greet him first, taking him into their arms and speaking quietly amongst themselves for a moment. When they break away, Eren’s smile widens as he looks over us. 

   “...you’re all here?” he asks quietly, smile slightly fading. “You all joined the Scouts?”

   “Well, yeah,” I laugh, “Why else would we be here- shits ‘nd giggles?”

   Eren rolls his eyes before scanning over us again. “Wait… if you’re all here… That means Jean, Marco, and Annie all joined the Military Police.”

   My heart plummets like a rock into my stomach. That’s right. He wasn’t there for the funeral. He doesn’t know. 

   The remaining section of our group walks up behind Eren- Jean leading them all. Eren turns around and groans. “Not you, too.”

   Jean doesn’t react. His face unreadable and voice flat, he rips the bandage off. “Marco’s dead.”

   “...what?” Eren mumbles, “What did you just… What’d you just say? Did you say Marco died?”

   Jean’s voice stays still as he continues.

   “Seems like not everyone can die a dramatic death.”

   “You don’t think it’s weird?” I laugh, picking up a section of hay and starting back towards the stable. “We know everyone, every thing’s position in the formation except Eren’s- arguably the most volatile and important piece of information to have. That isn’t the least bit confusing to you?”

   Reiner shrugs, taking the hay from my hands. “Dunno… I haven’t really thought about it.”

   I huff and shake my head, stepping in front of him and taking the hay back. “I can carry it,” I mutter, looking at the ridges growing in his face. “And by the look on your face, you have been thinking about it.” I turn around, lifting the hay over the stable door and onto the growing pile just beside my horse. 

   My horse nudges me with his nose, huffing. I smile and rub my hand up and down his nose, “...needy, aren’t we?” I whisper softly. 

   “Ya gonna give him a name?” Reiner asks, patting his hand against the horse’s neck. 

   Peeking down under the horse’s neck, I squint up at him. “You didn’t answer me.”

   Reiner rolls his eyes and walks away, sighing. “You didn’t ask anything.”

   “I asked if you were thinking about why we weren’t being filled in on Eren’s location in the formation.”

   “Technically, you didn’t ask,” he shoots back. 

   My eyes lock with his in an intense stare. “...we really gonna do this right now?” I ask quietly, still petting my horse.

   Reiner sighs and looks away, running a hand through his hair. I turn back to my horse, letting my forehead rest against his cheek. Reiner sighs again. The three of us stand in silence- only my horse breaking the silence with occasional huffs and flicks of his tail.

   “...I have been thinking about it,” Reiner finally mumbles. “But… not like you have.”

   Here we go again with him being all cryptic and skittish and avoidant. I am so sick of this game. 

   “Then how have you been thinking about it, Reiner?” I hiss, lifting my head off my horse and looking into his large grey eye. “All the time- just when I think you’re gonna open up to me about what’s going on in that…” I sigh frustratedly, “That… that… stupid, thick, adorable, blond head’a yours you just… you shut me back out again. And it’s so goddamn irritating, Rei,” I admit with a slight squeak in my voice. 

   Slowly, I turn to face him, gaze dropping down to the ground. “...I’ve been… I’ve been so open with you. More open than I have with anyone in my whole life- except, I dunno... Sasha- but I just… It’d be nice to have some’a that returned.”

   I can hear him get closer to me. Gently, his arms wrap around me and tuck me into his chest. I’m swallowed in his embrace as he runs his fingers up and down my back. “...okay,” he whispers, “okay, darling… I’ll… I’ll try and open up to you, okay? I’ll…” he trails off and sighs, tightening his hold on me as he places his chin on the top of my head. 

   “I know how hard it is, and… I… I’m not trying to force it out of you or anything… I just… I want to help you,” I whisper quietly. “And I promise you, Rei...I’m not going anywhere.”

   There’s a coldness in his laugh. It leaves his lips like ice and falls to the floor like daggers. “Thank you, darling. Just…,” Reiner takes my shoulders, pushing us apart. His gold eyes have slightly lost their luster as they peer deep into me. I squirm slightly in his stare, eyebrows furrowing. “You have to understand that there is a lot happening- something... bigger, darling.”

   I blink and tilt my head slightly to the side.  “Did you… did you get another assignment?” I ask quietly, “Something under the table?”

   Reiner is quiet for a moment, eyes flicking between mine. “...yes. Something under the table- from people higher than the Captain.”

   My eyes widen slightly. Is this what’s been weighing on him for so long? That’s why he’s been missing at times? What he’s been trying to tell me? Another assignment that he can’t talk about, even with me-

   Oh gods. 

   I feel like a total ass.

   “Who…?” I ask quietly, taking note of the way he straightens up to scan around us before shrinking back down. 

   Reiner scoots us back, tucking me up against the stable door. “I… I can’t tell you but… you understand that, right, darling?” He asks hopefully, a small lilt to his voice. Gently, his fingers trail my face and a small smile crosses my face. His lips mirror mine. 

   “I understand that, love,” I hum, leaning into his touch. “I do… I do have another question.”

   Reiner smiles wider, lovingly staring down at me. “What is it, darling?”

   Nervous claws at my stomach. 

   I shouldn’t ask this.

   Why? He’s finally being open with me- willing to at least tell me what’s wrong. Shouldn’t I-

   No. There’s something bigger here. Don’t. Ask. 

   “__________?” 

   I swallow my fear and meet his gaze. “...I heard you the night after the first clean-up operation,” I admit quietly, “with Annie and Bertholdt.”

   Reiner’s eyes darken, dropping down and avoiding my gaze. “...how much did you...?”

   “Not much,” I laugh nervously, “Just you guys arguing about telling me… and Annie saying to only tell me when you’re sure of how I’d feel.”

   With a sigh of relief, he closes his eyes and smiles. He quickly presses his lips to my forehead. “Okay, okay… Okay… Sorry, I just… I don’t need t’get... chewed out for that.”   I chuckle softly, “So… that big’a deal, huh?”

   Reiner laughs, “Yes. That big of’a deal.”

   “...so… it’s you, Annie, and Bertholdt,” I mumble, picking at the leather strap running down his chest. “Anyone else that I know?”

   “No, just us three.”

   “Am… am I in danger?” I ask jokingly, “All this secrecy- it makes me wonder.”

   Reiner doesn’t laugh with me. 

   “Rei?” I call, looking up at him. “...am I?”

   His eyes slide down to me, a small smile on his lips. “...stick with me, darling- I’ll keep ya safe.”

   “...what?”

   “There’s a lot at work here, __________,” Reiner sighs, his eyes going hazy for a second as he relives whatever is ‘at work’. Blinking, he focuses back on me. “But I can keep you safe. I’ve been keeping you safe.”

   What does this even mean? Are there people I can’t trust? If that’s true, then what? What am I supposed to do? Be some tiny little doll cowering in fear behind him? I hate being treated like some weak, fragile, defenseless thing. And what if he gets hurt protecting me? What then? What if something goes wrong and he ends up being blamed for something he didn’t do? 

   And what about Sasha? 

   “...what about my sister? What about her? Who’s gonna keep her safe?” I ask, clutching the fabric covering his chest, “If anything happens to Sasha, I…”

   “Nothing’s gonna happen to Sasha,” Reiner hums quietly, “We’re gonna keep her safe.”

   “And Eren? Mikasa? Armin? What about the boys? If any of them get hurt, Rei, I just… I don’t think I could…”

   “__________,” he says firmly, catching my attention. Slowly, my eyes slide up to meet his again. They’re gentle and glowing in the fading sunlight. His hand trails down my face again, leaving a buzzing wake behind it. 

   “You need to trust me.”

   I swallow and nod quickly. “Okay, yes, okay… Okay, you’re right. We… We are all gonna be okay.”

   Reiner chuckles and lets his chin rest on the top of my head as he tucks me into his chest again. 

   “That’s my girl.”

   “Oiii!” I yell, waving a hand over my head. “Ponytail!”

   Eld’s head starts swiveling around, looking for whoever called him. With a gentle kick of my horse, he trots closer. “Eld!” I call again, sliding off the side of my horse. My feet hit the dirt just in front of him as I straighten up, shaking a few stray hairs out of my eyes. “It’s good to see ya again.”

   Eld smiles and chuckles, gesturing down to the emerald green cape around my shoulders. “So you made it.”

  I look down and rub the fabric between my fingers. A smile crosses my face as I look back up to him. “Just like I dreamed I would.”

   “You’re in pretty high spirits,” Oluo scoffs as he walks by with a supply box. Setting it down into a wagon, he huffs and turns to face us. “Considering we’ll all be facing death in a few hours.”

   “Always the charmer, huh?” I mutter quietly, earning a small laugh from Eld. “And if you have t’know, I’m just happy we’re one step closer to going outside the walls…” I smile to myself, imagining the places Armin used to talk about. Fire water, ice hills, saltwater that goes on for so long even the merchants couldn’t drain all the salt from it. 

   I think that’ll be my favorite. ‘Sea’.

   Oluo scoffs again. “Bright-eyed, suicidal recruit… Just don’t get someone else killed, will ya?”

   “What the hell’s that supposed t’mean?” I snap back. 

   Oluo smiles crookedly, realisation splitting his face like a piece of china. “Struck a nerve, huh?,” he laughs, “Better get rid of those if you wanna make it.”

   “Bold talk for someone that’s too insecure to keep his own personality,” I mutter, rolling my eyes. I turn my attention back to Eld- who’s gone awfully quiet as the two of us went at it. A blush is back on his cheeks and I can see him fidgeting with his gaze in an effort to mind his own business. 

   “...uhm…” He mumbles as his eyes catch someone walking behind me. “This is Petra!” Eld blurts, tugging a woman by the arm. “The one that checked on you when you were, uh… asleep.”

   “In a coma, more like,” I laugh, dipping my head to the woman. She has ginger hair cut just above her shoulders and soft, kind eyes. There’s something about her that reminds me so much of a deer for some reason. 

   Petra’s eyes suddenly light up as she looks over me again. “I remember you- you’re __________! I didn’t know you had your heart set on the Scouts. Which is surprising… considering how much Eld talks about you.”

   Eld’s face goes even redder. He stands rigidly, eyes fixated on the horizon. 

   ...I think he just went into shock. 

   “Well, thank you,” I hum, giving Petra another smile. “For checking in on me.”

   Petra shakes her head, “It wasn’t any issue at all.”

   I dip my head again and lightly punch Eld’s shoulder. “Hopefully you told her the story of how I kicked your and Oluo’s asses.”

   Petra tilts her head slightly to the side before a wicked smile crosses her lips. “...I don’t think I’ve heard that one, __________. Please, tell me.”

   “Well, I was walking down an alleyway when-”

  “That’s good!” Eld suddenly yelps, “Thank you so much, __________, for stopping by, but the Captain’s calling us!”

   Petra giggles as Eld walks behind her, pushing her by the shoulders. Captain Shortstack Jackass is watching them with his arms crossed over his chest, eyebrows furrowed. He very obviously didn’t call either of them. “You’ll have to tell me when we get back!” Petra calls. 

   “Of course!” I laugh, watching as Eld goes even redder. Petra waves over his shoulder and I do the same before mounting my horse. I give his neck a gentle pat and urge him forward- back towards the stable. 

  “You... need a name, Horse,” I mutter as we trot past the various wagons and other Scouts getting their horses and gear ready. “All horses have names… I guess.”

   Horse huffs at me. 

   “Well… you’re…” I look down at his coat as we start to pick up speed. It shimmers in the sunlight, revealing the faint speckles of black and grey under his cream-colored coat. “You’re cream and you’ve got freckles. And last I checked, you have grey-” Horse looks over slightly at me, light-brown eyes glistening. “Sorry… brown eyes. And black mane and tail.”

   My eyes flick up, locking onto the figure standing just a few feet in front of my horse. Gripping the reins, I tug back to stop Horse from trampling whoever is in front of me. Instead, I feel myself being shot forward and colliding with the ground. Pain shoots out from my arm, branching out in heated flashes. 

   I roll onto my back and stare up at the clouds as they lazily float by. “Gods…” I mutter to myself, “That sucked.”

   “Told you I’m better at handling horses than you.”

   I sit straight up. My head on a swivel, I look around for the voice. It sounded just like… It couldn’t have been- no. No, I’m just-

   My eyes land on him. Standing just a couple feet away, with a green Scouts cape on over his shoulders and ODM gear strapped on. He laughs, walking closer and shaking his head. “Jeez, __________, you’ll really get yourself killed if you keep trying to keep up with me.”

   “Freckles?” I whisper.

   Marco smiles and laughs again, “Really hit your head hard, didn’t you?”

   “Freckles?” I whisper again, reaching out to touch him.

   This isn’t real. It can’t be real. He’s dead. Bit in half. Died alone. Left in the sun to rot for days. He’s dead. 

   “Ah, jeez, you really did hit your head hard,” Marco mumbles, crouching down beside me. “We gotta get you to Sasha. She’s got some experience with injuries, doesn’t she…? And I won’t even tell Reiner! It’ll just be between us, okay?” He asks, worriedly scanning my face. 

   “Freckles, you… You… You aren’t here.”

   “What are ya talkin’ about? I’m right here, remember? We were practicing horseback riding and maneuvering. Don’t you remember the bet we had?”

   Wait a moment.

   This was real.

   This… this happened already, why am I…?

   “...it was my haul from the Commandant’s office,” I whisper, “The… the fountain pen. You’d… you’d take it if I couldn’t pull off a sharp turn and activate my ODM gear while jumping off my horse.”

   Tears start to cloud my vision as I stare up at him. “You aren’t really here,” I croak, “Are you?”

   Marco shakes his head.

   “...I miss you, Freckles,” I smile, tears slipping down my face as I look up at him. My hand brushes through his cheek- like he was a colored mist- but his smile remains. “Gods, I miss you.”

   “You’ll see us again.”

   I nod, feeling my tears start down the sides of my face. “...tell Franz and Hanna I said ‘hi’.���

  “I will.”

   “And you… you stay outta trouble, you hear me?” I laugh, tears choking me at the base of my chest. 

   “You’re the one that needs to stay outta trouble.”

   I nod and laugh again, shaking my head.

   “...take… take care’a the others for me, will you?” I nod silently. Marco looks up as Horse trots closer. “It’s time for me to go. Just… close your eyes, okay?”

   My eyes slide closed before voices start to swarm around me. Bleeding into one another, it makes it so damned hard to hear what anyone is actually saying. All I can do is feel. 

   And someone’s got me by the shoulders, shaking me pretty damned hard. 

   I open my eyes to see familiar faces. “...I’ve got to stop waking up to you guys looking down at me like I’ve died.”

   The four of them sigh. 

   “If you die because of a stupid horse incident, I’ll never forgive you,” Jean mutters, getting to his feet and walking away. I can hear him muttering about ‘how stupid’ of a funeral that would be. 

   “What?” I laugh, wincing at the pain shooting from above my left eye. My fingers graze the spot- only to pull away with a scarlet coloring. 

   Ah, shit. 

   “So,” Reiner grumbles, scooping me off the ground effortlessly. “You and your horse have a bit of an issue?”

   I scoff, curling into myself as my head starts to pound. 

   “No?” He asks as we walk towards the castle. “Then what the Hell kind of stunt were you tryin’a pull?”

   “I-,” I stop and groan, clutching my temples as they begin to sear. “I… I thought… I thought I saw someone.”

   Reiner looks down at me as he pushes the castle door open with his back. Eyebrows furrowed, eyes flicking over every inch of me. It’s the same damn look as every other time I’ve gotten hurt. Which… arguably… is a lot of times. 

   The ODM incident where I almost cracked my skull open on a tree branch. 

   The time I slipped and fell in the bathroom. 

   The sparring training where I cracked three of my ribs. And my arm. And dislocated my shoulder. All because I wouldn’t yield.

   The rooftop. 

   The grocery store. 

   Various little minor accidents scattered throughout.  

   And now this.

   We round the corner and he places me onto a bed. I watch as he runs a hand down my face and sticks his head out the hallway to look around before returning to my side. Reiner sighs. “What am I gonna do with you?”

   “Love me,” I hum, closing my eyes slightly as the pain throbs and squirms beneath my skin. “Unconditionally.”

   “Gods,” he mutters, scooting closer. “I probably will.”

  “Probably?” I ask quietly. “Not ‘most definitely’?”

   A deep sigh passes his lips. It rumbles in his chest like thunder. Calming, soothing, gentle thunder. Memories of the forest running to find shelter as another storm took us by surprise. Bare feet padding the grass. Clothes sticking to our skins. Hair plastered to our faces- much like our smiles. Wiping her face as she ducks behind my arm. Telling her that the forest was telling the sky a joke, that the thunder was the sky’s laughter. Watching her peek out to watch the forest and sky talk, laughing as she swears she heard the punchline. 

   Does she remember what it was like to not be afraid?

   “Hey,” Rei mutters, shaking my arm slightly. “Don’t go to sleep on me yet.”

   “...sorry,” I mumble, opening my eyes and letting them glide to his spot beside me. “Where is she-”

  The door slams open. Sasha- with eyes wide and clutching medical supplies to her chest- pants in the doorway. “Did I make it?” She asks wearily. 

   “Did…,” I trail off, sitting up to look at her. “Did you think I died?”

   Sasha shakes her head, kicking the door closed just as Connie and Jean try to walk in behind her. “No,” she mutters. Plopping down beside me, she looks over me. “Just thought maybe you’d passed out.”

   “Check my eyes,” I remind her. Sasha nods and leans in, forcing open my eyes with her fingers. 

   “...your eye-holes seem to be fine.”

   “...my pupils?”

   “Eye-holes. Same thing.”

   I know Sasha’s joking but by the look on Reiner’s face, he does not.

   “She’s only kidding, love,” I whisper as I take his hand. “She knows the basics.”

   “Yep,” Sasha agrees, digging through the pile of medical supplies she brought in. “And you don’t have a concussion- and that thing on your head doesn’t need stitches- it should heal in a week or so... so you’re good to go after I clean it… ha!” She snatches a bottle of saline and a bandage. “You’ll be all good in no time, __________. Trust me.”

   I’m the one that taught her. Why don’t I trust her?

   “You awake?”

   I focus back in on the now. The present. My surroundings. 

   Scattered trees and hills to the right. Denser trees on my left. Two horses trailing behind me. No flares from either direction. Reiner just in front of me. 

   “Always am.”

   “Good.” He starts to pull back on his horse, levelling off with me. “How’s your head?”

   Instinctively, I reach up and graze the bandage. “I don’t feel anything.”

   “Good.”

   “...are you okay?” I ask, looking over at him. His skin is pale and flushed pink with a slight tinge to his ears. “Here. Drink some.” Unbuckling my flask, I hand it to him. 

   ...and he downs the entire thing before handing it back to me. 

   “Rei, are you sick?”

   “No, I just-”

   “Well, love, you look like you’re either about to shit yourself or vomit,” I laugh worriedly, “Are you sure?”

   “__________, listen, I…,” he sighs and looks away. He’s even more red now. 

   I nudge him with my elbow. “I’m listening.” I smirk, stirrupping Horse again. My eyes turn to the horizon, scanning for any flares or anything that approaches us.

   Reiner returns my smile and sighs shakily. “I wanna-”

   Something appears in the distance. “What is that?” I mumble, staring at the thing. “Do you see it?” I point. “That.”

    Reiner looks at the thing, squinting. “I… I can’t tell.”

   “Should we fire a flare off?” I ask, reaching to my saddlebag. “Just in case?”

   “Just… hang on-”

   He stops just as the thing changes form, moving closer towards us and faster. 

   It takes shape as it grows. Fourteen meters, blonde hair. 

   Female body type.

   My hands move on their own- throwing the canister into the gun, lifting it straight up, and firing. Red smoke fires out from the gun into the clouds. “Rei, we have to move!” I yell, turning the horses in towards the center of the formation. 

   I look over my shoulder, watching the two horses trail after Reiner. He stays going forward, heading right for it with glazed eyes. “Reiner!”

   My eyes follow his gaze as I bring Horse to a stop. They land on the Female Titan, who snatches something from mid-air and dropkicks it. Blood trails after the broken body and I watch ODM wires disconnect from the Female Titan’s body- following the body. 

   It’s… is it like Eren? A person inside it?

   “Reiner!” I scream again. 

   It gets his attention. Snapping out of his daze, Reiner makes a sharp turn. 

   As he gets closer, I press my heels into Horse’s sides. “Ha!”

   Footsteps follow after us, thundering and quivering the very organs inside of me. My breath catches in my lungs as I feel it- her- getting closer. Gods. Gods, please. Not like this. Not like this. Not like this. Not like this.

   Something flashes at my side. With trembling force, a foot lands beside me- crushing one of the horses before it could even make a sound. 

   We’re going to die. Right now, we are going to die. 

   I wince, waiting for her to reach down and crush me in her hand. Reiner yells something but it’s lost in the frantic whinnies of our horses, the pounding of my heart, the panting of my lungs. When it reaches me, it’s blurred together like the colors in my eyes.

   ‘I’ve gotten hurt’ is what it sounds like. 

   Gods, please. Spare us.

   My fists clutch the reins as I look up. Blonde hair, blue eyes, fourteen meters. This is what will kill me. 

   The Female Titan’s other foot collides with the earth beside me. All at once, sounds and colors and shapes retract into their determined forms. Everything flushes back into focus as the Female Titan takes another step away from us. I watch as she continues sprinting towards the center- leaving us in her wake. Her head turns to look over her shoulder before she presses forward. 

   Right to Armin.

   “Rei!” I yell, sticking Horse again. “She’s gonna hit Armin! She’s headed right for him!” 

   “C’mon!” He yells back, appearing at my side.

   “This is the job we chose, right?” Jean snaps, “So lend me a hand!” 

   The rest of us are silent. Only hoofbeats and footsteps resound around us. Silently, Armin pulls his hood up over his head. “...pull your hoods up. Over your heads- far down enough so she can’t see your face.”

   “You’re thinking she won’t kill anyone that could be Eren,” Reiner mutters, tugging his hood up over his head. “...that’s a nice, but small, consolation… Let’s hope she has bad eyes, too.”

   Jean shakes his head, laughing. “I was always creeped out the way you used to hang around Eren so much,” he mutters as he pulls his hood up. “But I always knew you were capable.”

  “...‘creeped out’ is a little harsh but thanks,” Armin mumbles.

   Feeling the three pairs of eyes on me, I tug my hood up as well. “...I always knew I’d die next to you three bastards.”

  “Well. If we don’t,” Reiner chuckles, “We’ll throw a big party ‘nd get married.”

  “Oh yeah,” I scoff, pulling my swords out from their holsters. “We’ll have a big ol’ buffet ‘nd everything. I’ll even have a live band play for us.”

   “You two lovebirds over there still squawking?” Jean barks, leaning forward to glare at us. 

   “Will you shut up for a minute?” Reiner shoots back, “I’m… Kinda doin’ something.”

   “You can ‘kinda do something’ after this!” Jean yells, “We’re not dying today.”

   “Fine!” I snap, “I’m not spending my last moments fighting with you two morons! Let’s just do this. Delay her as long as we can- by any means necessary. Got it?!”

   The three grunt in agreement. “Jean, go to her left,” Reiner starts, “Armin, you go to her right. __________, you-”

   “I’m going with Armin!” I whip my reins and follow after Armin as he heads to the Female Titan’s right hand side. 

   We level off just behind her. “She’s much slower than when she attacked me!” Armin comments, “If we’re going to do this, it has to be now!”

   “Wait for Jean!” I yell, “He’s the best out of us with ODM gear. If he can get a good angle on her, it’ll be us being his support!” 

   A flash shoots out, launching into the Female Titan’s leg. Jean flies in behind it with his swords readied. The Titan crouches down and spins- flinging Jean. Armin and I get to our feet and stand on our horses’ backs. As my wires stick into the Female Titan’s leg, I give Horse a tap of my heel that sends him running away from the Titan. 

   Something swipes just under my legs. Everything around me slows as I watch the Titan’s hand bat Armin’s horse out from underneath him. His name leaves my lips the same way it did when Shiganshina fell. Breathless. Screeching. Desperate. “Armin!”

   “__________!” Reiner’s voice carries out over my own. 

   Before I can do anything, I feel something crack against my back. I’m pushed forward- colliding with the earth and rolling for a few feet. Landing on my back, I stare up in a daze at the clouds. 

   Aching pain crawls through my veins- igniting my muscles in throbbing, squeezing pain. My back arches as I take long, hard breaths to stop my heart from pounding in my ears. It does nothing but amplify the sound as I feel my lungs burn and the cages around them scream in agony. 

   Broken ribs. At least a few on each side. 

   Certain slices and patches of my skin burn from the contact with the ground. Minor scratches, bruises, friction burns.

   I’ll live. If she doesn’t finish me off. 

   Time begins to speed up again- her footsteps not taking so long to hit the ground as they get closer. Clouds seem to flurry past and my heartbeat begins to race once more. 

   The fight isn’t done yet. 

   I push myself to my feet, feeling every ache, every pain, every burn a million times over. 

   The fight isn’t done yet. 

   I’m not done yet. 

   The Female Titan tightens her fist, preparing to swing backwards at Jean. Breaking out into a sprint, I click my triggers and shoot my wires into the ground, allowing me to run faster. A blur of gold and green starts towards the Titan as I do- catching me attention so I stutter and stop. 

   Reiner. 

   Teeth gritted, eyes blazing, blades glinting.   He’s going for her nape.

   Armin’s yelling something. The Titan stays completely still as he continues screaming. 

   And then she snaps. 

   She catches Reiner’s body in her hand. 

   My heart stops. Blood stops. Lungs stop. 

   Everything. 

   Stops.

   “...no.” 

   Chills run down my spine- dull and weak. Nothing like adrenaline. 

   Fear.

   “No… no.”

   I shake my head, watching as Reiner’s body disappears in her grasp. 

   Someone grabs my waist, tugs me away. “No!” I scream, thrashing around as everything starts to move again. “No!” 

   “__________!” Jean yells, pulling me away. “We have to go!” 

   A blur of metal spins out from her grip, severing her fingers off from the base of her palm. Reiner pushes out and around her back. Grabbing Armin, he sprints away from her and towards us. 

   The four of us break out into a sprint as she stares down at her palm. She gets to her feet and runs away from us- her hand still steaming. 

   Something breaks inside of me. Tears start running down my face as Reiner sidles up next to me. Armin- bleeding from his forehead- is in his arms. Titan blood evaporates off of Reiner’s hair and shoulders as he looks down at me. “We’ll be okay! She won’t eat us unless she’s a cannibal! We-”

   I cut him off, punching his shoulder as hard as I can. “Don’t you ever pull that shit again, Reiner Braun!” I snap, furiously wiping the tears rolling down my face. “I swear on the walls, I… I will kill you myself if you do, do you hear me?! You scared the shit outta me! I… I thought I lost you.”

   Reiner laughs breathlessly. “I told you, darling. We haven’t gotten married, yet. I can’t die until that happens.”

   “We aren’t leaving anyone behind,” I snap, tightening Armin’s bandages. “None of that, you hear me?”

   “We might not have a choice,” Armin mutters, “If we all stay behind, we might all-”

   “I said no!” 

   The three of us go silent as Jean continues whistling for his horse. 

   But the question still hangs in the air. 

   Who’s going to stay behind?

   There’s only one horse- there’s four of us. If somehow one of us gets our horse back, we’ll be able to get out of here but until then… We’re stranded in Titan country without a means of escape. 

   “We have to talk about it,” Reiner says quietly. 

   “No,” I get to my feet and shake my head. “No. We don’t.”

   “__________-”

  I hold up a hand to stop him, “Don’t.” Turning to Jean, I gesture to his bag. “You have an emergency flare, yeah?”

   Jean nods and gets it out, loading it into his gun. Shooting it into the sky, purple smoke trails up from our location. 

   It’s a long shot, but they might get the message. 

   “We can wait three more minutes,” Reiner says firmly. “During then, we’ll decide who’s gonna-”

  “I’ll stay.” My head snaps to Armin. “Just get a message to the command section- to Commander Erwin, if you can.”

   “I’m staying, too, then.”

   “__________, no-” Reiner starts. 

   “I don’t want to hear it, Rei,” I mumble, “Please. I don’t… I don’t want to hear it but look. We’re both injured. Armin’s got a possible concussion and he’s bleeding. I’ve broken half a dozen ribs and I’ve got more bruises than I know what to do with. If anyone’s staying it’s-”

   “Neither of you,” Jean laughs, “Someone’s coming this way with three horses.” The three of us look over to him as he shades his face from the sun. “I think it’s… It looks like… Christa!”

   “Guys!” Christa’s dainty voice rings out as she approaches, “Are you okay?!”

   I huff a laugh, “Define ‘okay’, blondie!” 

   “If __________’s still cracking jokes, she’s still alive, right?” Christa laughs, coming to a stop just in front of us. The three horses surrounding her skid to a stop. 

   Horse trots up to me, nudging me with his nose. “Hey there, Horse,” I mutter, pressing my head against his. “Ya miss me?”

   “What happened to you guys?” Christa asks as she looks over me. “You look awful.”

  “Aw, gee, thanks, blondie,” I giggle, “I feel awful.”

   Christa’s soft face tightens slightly in concern. “...you’re sure you’ll be okay riding alone? Your horse… I dunno his name… but he seems to run alongside me pretty well- even without a harness.”

   “Yeah, that’s him, alright,” I mumble, rubbing Horse’s nose. “But I think I’ll be alright.”

   “...I’m with Christa,” Jean says warily, “You broke six ribs.”

   “What?!” Christa screeches. “Six?! No, ma’am! You’re riding with me or with Jean! Six ribs- what were you thinking?!”

   I shrug. “I’ve done worse.”

   “Worse?!” 

   Oops. Shouldn’t have said that.

   Christa sighs, pinching her eyes closed. “Fine. The past is the past. I can’t change it. But you- right now- are going to ride with Jean or me. Pick one.”

   “Yes, Your Majesty,” I mumble with a smirk. “I’ll ride with you. Give the boys a little show, how ‘bout that?”

   Christa turns a light shade of pink as Reiner helps me sit on top of Christa’s horse. “You behave,” Reiner mutters with a stern look. 

   But I can see it. 

   A little mischievous smirk plays his lips as he pulls away. 

   “Yes sir,” I coo, “I’ll be on my best behaviour.”

   The four of us start off towards the center. “What’s your horse’s name?” Christa asks. “He really seems to like you. Before, I couldn’t get him to hold still- then, when I said your name, he calmed down and followed us perfectly fine.”

   “...I just call him Horse.”

   “...oh…”

   I sigh and turn around to watch as Horse gallops. Cream-colored coat hiding thick muscles that twitch and writhe. Dots- freckles- that spatter his coat. His black mane whips about in the wind. 

   “Freckles,” I say quietly. 

   “What?”

   “Freckles. That’s his name.”

   I groan, letting my head fall back as my legs swing off the tree branch. “Rei, we’ve been sitting here for hours and you haven’t said a word to me,” my lip juts out in a pout, “Please talk to me.”

   Reiner grumbles under his breath. His arms cross over his chest as he sits on the farest end of the tree branch away from me. 

   “Baby,” I whine, “you aren’t still mad at me for-”

   “Yes, I’m still mad at you for being a tease. And we’ve been out here an hour. Hour and a half, tops.”

   “Tch,” I groan again, “Baby, it was just a joke. I didn’t mean to drop my ring.” I hold my hand out in the sun to look at my moonstone ring as it glistens. “It wasn’t on purpose.”

   “...you dropped it three times before we got up here.”

  “I would never do anything to tease you.” Reiner raises an eyebrow and I roll my eyes. “On a mission.”

   Rei’s shoulders lose some of their tension. “...you really didn’t mean to?”

   “Of course not, baby,” I coo softly. “Not on a mission.”

   Reiner sighs and rolls his eyes before getting to his feet. Wordlessly, he plops down beside me and lays his hand over mine on the branch. “You only call me ‘baby’ when you’re guilty,” he murmurs into the shell of my ear. “...so I forgive you.”

   “Oh good, you caught on,” I tease, nudging him with my elbow.

   “Easy, there, girl,” he huffs, “you’re still on thin ice.”

  “You can’t stay mad at me,” I turn to face him and flash him a face-splitting smile. “I’m your darling.”

   “...you’re right,” Rei laughs softly. “I could never.”

   The two of us fall into a comfortable- buzzing with adrenaline but still comfortable- silence. I lean forward to look at the Titans gathered at the base of our tree, clawing and gripping the bark in an attempt to get to us. Hungrily, they salivate and stare up at us with glazed eyes.

   The Female Titan. Why is she doing what she was? If she’s human, wouldn’t she want the walls to remain? They keep us safe for the time being. The outside world isn’t ready for us to break down our walls. And if she does want the walls gone, why? 

   And who is she?

   “...are you listening?”

   “Hm?” I ask, leaning back. “No, I’m sorry, I was just…,” my eyes flick down to the Titans, “...lost in thought.”

   “I was just asking how your sides are.”

   My fingers rub against my sides. They aren’t sore, they don’t hurt. I’ve always healed fast but knowing how long it’s supposed to take to heal sometimes, it’s… a little disconcerting. “I don’t feel anything.”

   “...you’re better already?”

   I shrug, “It could just be adrenaline. Or maybe they weren’t as badly broken as we thought they were. Bruising and breaks are really similar…”

   Reiner hums in acknowledgment. “As long as you feel okay. When we get back, I’m still getting you checked out.”

   “Yes sir.”

   I lean over the side of the branch to see the Titans again. “It’s strange that we weren’t directed around the forest.” I comment quietly, leaning over more before my ODM wire locks into place.

   “...Iyeah,” Reiner mutters, “Why wouldn’t we just go around?”

   “I dunno,” I strain, slightly jiggling the wire a bit. “But do you think it was on purpose?”

   “It’s Commander Erwin,” Rei chuckles, “Of course it was.”

   “That’s true… I just… It’s so hard for us to see threats coming in,” I grip the wire and tug harder. “So why send them in?”

   “Assuming he knows of the right flank casualties, we should’ve retreated a long time ago,” he mutters, “But we’re here and the center flank is somewhere in the trees.”

   “Which is also weird, right?” I ask, yanking on the wire even harder. “I mean, if we are gonna go in, why not-”

   The wire snaps out of the branch. The force of me pulling sends me over the edge of the branch. I watch as the wire extends rapidly- reeling me down towards the Titans’ grasps. Reiner runs to the end, reaching out to grab my hand. 

   But it’s too late. 

   A hand wraps around my body and pulls, unlatching my ODM wire from the tree. It starts to tighten as it turns me around to face it. My eyes lock onto it and I scream, thrashing around wildly. My arms are pinned in its hold- trapped against the steel of my ODM blade holsters and the clammy flesh wrapped around me. 

   Another Titan stares at me hungrily. As I look at it, red light starts to pour from its eyes like fog. Without warning, it lunges. I wince and duck away- waiting to be engulfed in moist darkness. 

   It doesn’t come. It’s replaced with an unearthly howl of pain and the sound of tearing flesh. 

   The grip around me falls away and as I’m spun in a free-fall, I catch glimpses of the scene above me. Red fog pours from the Titans’ eyes as they all latch onto the Titan that grabbed me. Bite by bite, they tear into the searing flesh of the Titan and devour the steaming chunks of bleeding meat. 

   They’re… eating it. 

   The red fog. 

   It was real. 

   My body stops, swinging up before I hit the forest floor. As we land on another branch, Reiner hugs me to his body tightly. “You scared the shit out of me,” he says raggedly. I feel tears drip onto my shoulder. But I don’t look at him- even as he pulls away, gripping my shoulders. 

   My eyes are focused on the fog swirling through the bodies of the Titans.

   What the Hell is it? 

   Why does it keep following me?

   Why does it keep saving me?

   “...__________!”

   I’m pulled back into my body- away from the grasping hands of the Titans that force muscles and tendons and organs down their throats. Blankly, I stare at Reiner. “What happened?” he asks quietly, looking over his shoulder at the Titans. “Are you-”

   A scream rips out of my throat as I look down at my hands. My fingers start to rake through my skin, clawing for the source of the red fog. 

   Get it out. 

   Get it out. 

   Get it out. 

   Get it out. 

   Get it out. 

   Get it out. 

   Get it out. 

   Get it out. 

   Get it out. 

   Get it out. 

   Get. It. Out. 

   Reiner’s hands fumble with mine as they try to stop me from continuing the hurried slicing of my skin. “Darling, darling,” he says calmly as he grabs my wrists, “Darling, hey, look at me. Look at me.”

   Wildly, my eyes fly around my surroundings. 

   Get it out. Red fog. Red fog. I have to get it out. I have to find it.

   Red fog. I have to get it out. 

   Red fog. 

   “__________!” Reiner snaps, shaking me by my wrists, “Look at me!”

   My gaze settles on him but I can feel myself twitching and writhing in place. 

   Red fog. 

   Get it out. I have to get it out. 

   “...you’re okay,” he mumurs, “You’re okay now, okay, darling? You’re safe.”

   Tears burst from my eyes, leaking down my face as I roll my hands around from my wrists. Trembling violently, my body falls to the floor. Reiner catches me before I fall, scooping me up under my arms and holding me to him. 

   “There’s something... inside of me,” I strain, keeping down the screams wanting to claw their way out. My nails rake his back- threatening to rip through the fabric. “There is... something inside of me, Rei. I don’t know what it is. And I’m so scared, Rei. I just… I don’t… I don’t understand it. I… I don’t know... what it is. There’s… There’s something inside of me, Reiner, please! Please, Rei! Take it out! Get it out of me!”

WHEW 

a doozy like i said. if you made it this far, i am so proud of you. my short attention span could literally never. as always thank you so much for reading and i hope to hear your thoughts and comments! 

[annoyingvoidzombie]

5 episodes to go and im still waiting for the BIG REVEALS I was guaranteed, c'mon Marlene don't let us down any longer..

[butterfrogmantis]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nR7VWSgQqL0 
Some Marco x Tuffy related to my AU cause I haven’t done them for a while XD It’s a dynamic I really love tho :) And also @call-me-coffee was talking about them the other day too ^^ 
1. Yeah, everyone knew Dreamy had a huuuge crush on Marco for a while - including Marco himself. But it faded eventually as nothing more than a smurfling hood crush. Dreamy eventually fell in love with Tracker and that’s where his story ends. He’s still attracted to Marco perhaps, somewhere deep down. But he’s no longer crushing on him and his infatuations have settled elsewhere ;3 So he’s all yours Tuffy XD 
2 & 3. Just some mini shenanigans - Tuffy’s clingier than he likes to let on ;) 
Marco, Tuffy and Dreamy Smurf © The Smurfs / Peyo / Hanna Barbera Cartoons

[eddycurrents]

For the week of 10 June 2019

Quick Bits:

Age of Conan: Bêlit #4 sets up a rivalry with a high priest from Stygia in this penultimate issue. Tini Howard, Kate Niemczyk, Scott Hanna, Jason Keith, and Travis Lanham guide us through more of Bêlit’s family history and hints of madness.

| Published by Marvel

Age of X-Man: Marvelous X-Men #5 is the first of these minis to reach their end, but it’s far from a conclusion. While the team and Psylocke find out the nature of reality as everything starts unravelling, much still remains hanging, and the conclusion is set for Age of X-Man: Omega. Great art from Marco Failla and Matt Milla.

| Published by Marvel

Amber Blake #4 concludes what has been an entertaining thriller from Jade Lagardère, Butch Guice, Mike Perkins, Dan Brown, and Robbie Robbins. Some nice twists and surprises as this story ends.

| Published by IDW

Archie #705 is part one of “Archie & Sabrina”. I quite like the change to the trade dress to reflect that, giving the appearance of a limited series for the arc, while maintaining the ongoing numbering. Nice Spencer, Sandy Jarrell, Matt Herms, and Jack Morelli do a great job moving through Cheryl’s “Bachelor” plans to hints of things to come, along with impending conflict between Betty and Veronica.

| Published by Archie Comics

Batman & The Outsiders #2 spotlights the battle between Ishmael and the team as he goes for Sofia. Great art from Dexter Soy and Veronica Gandini. The little bits of occult belief and practice Bryan Hill gives to Ishmael are interesting.

| Published by DC Comics

Bronze Age Boogie #3 is another fun issue, pitting Li against Lynda for the Martians’ amusement. The pieces are all coming together nicely. Also, the “Major Ursa” back-up is just about the best thing ever.

| Published by Ahoy

By Night #12 is a bit of a weird one for the conclusion to this series, focusing almost solely on our side of the rift and what happens down the line for everyone. Still, this has been an entertaining series from John Allison, Christine Larsen, Sarah Stern, and Jim Campbell. 

| Published by Boom Entertainment / BOOM! Box

Calamity Kate #4 brings this series from Magdalene Visaggio, Corin Howell, Valentina Pinto, and Zakk Saam to a close. It’s still a bit of a head-scratcher, wondering how much is real and how much is a manifestation of Kate’s issues with her break-up, but it’s entertaining.

| Published by Dark Horse

Detective Comics #1005 concludes the Arkham Knight’s “Medieval” arc from Peter J. Tomasi, Brad Walker, Andrew Hennessy, Nathan Fairbairn, and Rob Leigh. It’s really weird seeing Anton Arcane as anyone’s lackey, but that aside this is still a decent conclusion. The art from Walker, Hennessy, and Fairbairn is incredible.

| Published by DC Comics

The Empty Man #8 is the end of the series. For now at least. It’s a satisfying conclusion for this horror story from Cullen Bunn, Jesús Hervás, Niko Guardia, and Ed Dukeshire, even as it leaves hooks for the possibility of more. Very interesting bits of body horror and ideas about infection.

| Published by BOOM! Studios

The Flash #72 continues “Year One” from Joshua Williamson, Howard Porter, Hi-Fi, and Steve Wands. Once again, the artwork from Porter and Hi-Fi is phenomenal. The layouts, the action, the sheer visual storytelling is incredible.

| Published by DC Comics

Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man #7 is the first part of “Feast or Famine” from Tom Taylor, Ken Lashley, Nolan Woodard, and Travis Lanham. It’s May’s grand reopening of the FEAST shelter and it appears as though people are angry that it’s happening.

| Published by Marvel

Gogor #2 is possibly even better than the first issue, giving more focus to the tale even as Ken Garing does more world-building. This is a very interesting fantasy story, with fascinating characters and regions, and beautiful artwork.

| Published by Image

Hawkman #13 gives us a single-issue story from Robert Venditti, Will Conrad, Jeremiah Skipper, and Richard Starkings & Comicraft on the endless cycle of war. It’s a good bit of decompression following “Cataclysm” and Bryan Hitch’s run, using Carter’s endless resurrection to show the toll of battle on one planet.

| Published by DC Comics

Immortal Hulk #19 is another incredible issue in this amazing run, with Al Ewing, Joe Bennett, Ruy José, Belardino Brabo, Paul Mounts, Rachelle Rosenberg, and Cory Petit delivering hard on the new Abomination and Harpy. The body horror aspect of this story is ratcheted up even higher.

| Published by Marvel

Infinite Dark #7 looks like it’s building for a catastrophe for the end of this arc at a magnitude even greater than losing the outer ring in the first arc, as the remaining portion of the station gets plunged into the dark here. The level of tension that Ryan Cady, Andrea Mutti, K. Michael Russell, and Troy Peteri are creating here is about to explode.

| Published by Image / Top Cow

Joe Golem: Occult Detective - Conjurors #2 sees Joe brought back to life by Simon Church, against the objections of Simon’s ghost friends, and sets up the road to what looks like might be a new status quo, bringing forth an old direction. Great art from Peter Bergting and Michelle Madsen. I really quite like the murky appearance of the underwater scenes.

| Published by Dark Horse

Justice League Odyssey #10 gets a new logo while the team continues their search for relics for Darkseid. Also, more intrigue as they still don’t exactly know whether they can trust one another. Dan Abnett, Daniel Sampere, Juan Albarran, FCO Plascencia, and AndWorld Design are telling an interesting story here.

| Published by DC Comics

The Life & Death of Toyo Harada #4 enacts Angela’s plan on the rest of the team with explosive results. It’s interesting to see everything burnt to ash along the way. The flashbacks into Harada’s life this issue are illustrated by Diego Yapur and they’re worth it on their own, but you also get the present day material beautifully rendered by CAFU.

| Published by Valiant

Outer Darkness #7 begins the second arc from John Layman, Afu Chan, and Pat Brosseau. We get a little bit of Rigg’s past, more of the crew’s aggressive behaviour towards one another, and a rescue mission as an 18th century mansion tries to swallow another ship. This is the good, weird stuff.

| Published by Image / Skybound

The Punisher #12 begins Frank’s trek back to New York in the first part of “War on the Streets” from Matthew Rosenberg, Szymon Kudranski, Antonio Fabela, and Cory Petit. Great art from Kudranski and Fabela as Frank fights off a squad of Hydra goons on a remote island.

| Published by Marvel

The Ride: Burning Desire #1 returns for The Ride’s 15th anniversary, with a lead story from Doug Wagner, Daniel Hillyard, Laura Martin, and Ed Dukeshire, and a back-up illustrated by Adam Hughes. Nice set-up picking up on where Vega is now fifteen years later. And more depraved cops.

| Published by Image

Silver Surfer: Black #1 is another leg in Donny Cates’ redefinition of the Marvel Cosmic, joined here by Tradd Moore, Dave Stewart, and Clayton Cowles. This reminds me a bit of the George Perez/Tom Grindberg run from ages ago, with some incredible artwork from Moore and Stewart.

| Published by Marvel

Sonata #1 is a fairly imaginative sci-fi/fantasy debut from David Hine, Brian Haberlin, Geirrod van Dyke, and Francis Takenaga. It introduces us to to races of colonizers in the Ran and the Tayans, bringing conflict with them as they try to carve out new lives on Perdita. Beautiful artwork from Haberlin and van Dyke.

| Published by Image / Shadowline

Star Wars: Vader - Dark Visions #5 closes out this series of takes on different perspectives on Darth Vader with a barkeep suffering hallucinations as he tries to flee from Vader’s wrath, from Dennis Hallum, Geraldo Borges, Marcio Menyz, and Joe Caramagna.

| Published by Marvel

Supergirl #31 is pretty much concurrent with Superman #12, though you should probably read Superman first if you’re reading both of them. There’s no need to read both, though, as it stands well enough on its own. This one presents the reunion of the House of El from Kara’s perspective and then continues on the battle against Gandelo.

| Published by DC Comics

Superman #12 reunites the entire House of El amidst the battle with Rogol Zaar and the fleets trying to kill Jor-El. There’s foreshadowing of more “everything you know is wrong!” about Krypton’s destruction and Superman’s origin, which may or may not rub you the wrong way, but I find it entertaining. Especially with the beautiful artwork from Ivan Reis, Joe Prado, Oclair Albert, and Alex Sinclair.

| Published by DC Comics

Transformers #7 is part one of “The Cracks Beneath Your Feet”, with Brian Ruckley, Angel Hernandez, Andrew Griffith, Anna Malkova, Joana Lafuente, Josh Burcham, and Tom B. Long picking up again in the present, following up on the second recent murder on Cybertron. It’s fairly morose, as you’d expect, as Bumblebee laments the loss of the new spark, Rubble.

| Published by IDW

Trust Fall #1 is a great debut from the Dead Letters team of Christopher Sebela and Chris Visions, with Hassan Otsmane-Elhaou providing his usual outstanding lettering to round out the team. It’s another crime drama, with the interesting twist of a family member with teleportation powers. Visions’ art is amazing and the hook of the family being set-up to fall right as they’re ready to move on to bigger and better waters is enticing.

| Published by AfterShock

V-Wars: God of Death feels more like a tease than a discrete story. The good news is that you don’t need to have read any of the previous V-Wars stories, as this fills you in on what you need to know, the bad news is that there’s no indication as to anything else coming next. Still, great art from Alex Milne and Brittany Peer.

| Published by IDW

Other Highlights: Accell #21, Age of X-Man: Apocalypse & The X-Tracts #4, Amazing Spider-Man #23, Asgardians of the Galaxy #10, Catwoman #12, Champions #6, Elvira: Mistress of the Dark #6, Event Leviathan #1, Five Years #2, GI Joe: A Real American Hero #263, GLOW #2, The Grave, Grumble #7, Gunning for Hits #6, House of Whispers #10, Invaders #6, Ironheart #7, James Bond: Origin #10, Jim Henson’s The Storyteller: Sirens #3, Jughead’s Time Police #1, Major X #5, Marvel Action: Spider-Man #5, Morning in America #4, Oblivion Song #16, Orphan Age #3, Penny Nichols, Princeless - Book 8: Princesses #4, Prodigy #6, Red Sonja: Birth of the She-Devil #1, Rick & Morty Presents Mr. Meeseeks #1, She Could Fly: The Lost Pilot #3, Spider-Man: Life Story #4, Star Trek: The Q Conflict #5, Superior Spider-Man #7, Symbiote Spider-Man #3, The Umbrella Academy: Hotel Oblivion #7, The Unbeatable Squirrel Girl #45, Unnatural #10, Venom #15, War of the Realms: Giant-Man #3, Wonder Twins #5, Wonder Woman #72, Xena: Warrior Princess #3, X-Force #9

Recommended Collections: Avengers: No Road Home, Dark Souls: Age of Fire, Hawkman - Volume 1: Awakening, Hulkverines, Ice Cream Man - Volume 3: Hopscotch Melange, Lollipop Kids - Volume 1, Road of the Dead: Highway to Hell, Moonshadow, Star Trek vs. Transformers, Swamp Monsters, United States vs. Murder Inc. - Volume 1

d. emerson eddy likes pie.

[rabbittstewcomics]

Episode 360

Comic Reviews:

DC

Dark Crisis: Worlds Without a Justice League – Superman 1 by Tom King, Chris Burnham, Brandon Thomas, Chuck Brown, Fico Ossio, Sebastian Cheng, Adriano Lucas

Batman Urban Legends 17 by Ryan Cady, Joey Esposito, Alex Paknadel, Dan Watters, Riley Rossmo, Amancay Nahuelpan, Serg Acuna, Gleb Melnikov, Scott Hanna, Trish Mulvihill, Jordie Bellaire, Luis Guerrero, Alex Guimaraes

Superman: Son of Kal-El 13 by Tom Taylor, Nicole Maines, Clayton Henry, Marcelo Maiolo

Zatanna and the Ripper web comic by Sarah Dealy, Rachel Koo, Syro, Ayumumum

Marvel

A.X.E.: Eve of Judgment by Kieron Gillen, Pasqual Ferry, Dean White

Daredevil 1 by Chip Zdarsky, Marco Checchetto, Rafael de Latorre, Matt Wilson

Star Wars: Mandalorian 1 by Rodney Barnes, Georges Jeanty, Karl Story, Rachelle Rosenberg

X-Men: Hellfire Gala 2022 by Gerry Duggan, Matteo Lolli, Kris Anka, Carlos Villa, Russell Dauterman, Rain Beredo, Frank Martin, Matt Milla, Matt Wilson

Avengers Unlimited Infinity Comic

Image

7174 Presents Haunted Universe 1 by T.P. Louise, Ashley Wood

Above Snakes 1 by Sean Lewis, Hayden Sherman

Impact Winter by Travis Beacham, Stephen Green, Matt Hollingsworth

ComiXology

Beatrix Rose: Vigilante by Stephanie Phillips, Valeria Favoccia, Ellie Wright

Boom

Flavor Girls 1 by Loic Locatelli-Kournwsky, Eros de Santiago

Dynamite

Army of Darkness vs. Re-Animator: Necronomicon Rising 1 by Erik Burnham, Eman Casallos

Legendary

Three Little Wishes GN by Paul Cornell, Steve Yeowell, Pippa Bowland, Simon Bowland

Vault

Barbaric: The Harvest Blades by Michael Moreci, Robert Wilson IV

Ray’s OGN Corner: The Magic Fish by Trung Le Nguyen

Additional Reviews: Ms. Marvel finale, Kung-Fu Panda: The Dragon Knight, Batman: The Adventures Continue s2

News: Irredeemable returns… via Kickstarter?, Alden Ehrenreich cast in Ironheart (Hood?), FF casting rumors, the demise of Oni Press, Harley s3 release date

Twitter Challenge from Gary Hogan (FF casting)

Trailers: Lord of the Rings: The Rings of Power, Munsters, Surfside Girls, Harley s3

Comics Countdown:

Dark Crisis: Worlds Without a Justice League – Superman by Tom King, Chris Burnham, Brandon Thomas, Chuck Brown, Fico Ossio, Sebastian Cheng, Adriano Lucas

Eight Billion Genies 3 by Charles Soule, Ryan Browne

Rogues 3 by Joshua Williamson, Leomacs, Jason Wordie

Tales From Harrow County: Lost Ones 3 by Cullen Bunn, Emily Schnall, Tyler Crook

Daredevil 1 by Chip Zdarsky, Marco Checchetto, Rafael de Latorre, Matt Wilson

Three Little Wishes GN by Paul Cornell, Steve Yeowell, Pippa Bowland, Simon Bowland

Superman: Son of Kal-El 13 by Tom Taylor, Nicole Maines, Clayton Henry, Marcelo Maiolo

Undiscovered Country 19 by Scott Snyder, Charles Soule, Giuseppe Camuncoli, Leonardo Marcello Grassi, Matt Wilson

Punisher 4 by Jason Aaron, Paul Azaceta, Jesus Saiz, Dave Stewart

Ordinary Gods 7 by Kyle Higgins, Joe Clark, Felipe Watanabe, Frank William, Clayton Cowles

Check out this episode!

[yuyuswrld]

O Captain, My Captain

Series Intro

characters: various aot boys x reader

genre: SMAU with writing, romance, smut, angst

for my marco fans, there’s a little sneak peak at him at the end :)

notes: this series will be 18+ even though this introduction does not have any smut in it. please do not interact with me if you are under 18. all characters in this series are over the age 18.

You learned that Eren Yeager was a stone wall incredibly quickly. It was a shock to you, considering how popular he was despite being unable to converse with someone he didn’t know well. You’d have steered away from him forever if it had been up to you. However, knowing your luck, you had to see him every day after all your classes were over.

It was a slip of judgment to allow yourself to be recruited as the next manager of the volleyball team. Sure, you had watched a couple of games here and there for school spirit, not to mention copious amounts of alcohol at the after-parties. But when one of your professors approached you on your way out of class, describing a great way to amp up your resume and get all-expenses-paid vacations, becoming a sports team manager was the last thing you expected.

“It’s kind of funny, actually,” Connie starts to explain after you walk into the gym, noting the tasks you'll be in charge of before you commit to the offer. “Our old manager, Hanna, got pregnant with one of my homies. Now she’s off giving birth and whatnot, so we’ve been down a manager.”

“So what does a manager typically do?” You question, shifting the conversation slightly to get to the point. The more you look at the different stereotypical characters running across the courts and the loud smacks that echoed throughout the gym, the more your desire to take the opportunity dwindles. Sure, cute boys and another achievement on your resume are great or whatever, but you really try to avoid getting committed to sports – especially after crashing and burning last time. You shudder as a chill runs down your spine at the thought before Connie starts talking again.

“Oh, um. I won't lie, I honestly have no idea what she did, either.” You stare at Connie in silence, cocking an eyebrow in disbelief.

“Uh, is there someone who does?” You ask. It's getting difficult to ignore your doubts about your decision to come here.

“Yeah, I think so. Let me go grab ‘im.” Connie jogs further down the court, interrupting someone as they finish their current spike. But as your eyes focus in on who was walking closer, you knew you we’re going to have the displeasure of meeting Eren Yeager.

Connie runs over to drag his brown-haired teammate over, who takes his sweet time walking over after sparing you only a glance. He is good looking, sure – but you aren't fooled by appearances, and you've heard far too much about him to even remotely consider him attractive from listening to Petra gossiping about him. She had a big mouth and somehow knew everything about everyone, the good and the bad, but it came in handy when it came to staying in the loop at school. Eren had a nasty habit of cursing out any girl who made an advance on him, citing his career and how a ‘bitch’ would only get in the way of it.

You think back to the memory of Petra sipping her drink, watching Eren walk out of school and head towards his Hellcat in the parking lot. You two had been sitting at the school’s cafe as you enjoyed your “study” date, which had inevitably just turned into a gossip session.

“You see that guy? That’s Eren Yeager. He’s on our volleyball team and he’s a fucking psycho.” She'd rolled her eyes as she recounted the gossip she had gotten from her friend. “Apparently Mina – y’know the one from our bio class? They hooked up at a party and afterwards he accused her of trying to sabotage his volleyball career. He even called her a psycho. That’s not even the only time he’s done it apparently. I know he’s cute, but stay away unless you want to end up on a true crime podcast.”

You brace yourself for the upcoming conversation as he nears.

“You’re going to be the new manager?” Eren says in a monotone voice, as if being forced by his mother to make small talk with a distant aunt. The displeasure of being interrupted is written all over his face.

“No – well –” You start before Eren cuts you off without hesitation.

“Usually Hanna prepares the towels, fills the bottles with water, and mops the gym after practice. Coach Levi's pretty anal about the gym being clean, so pay attention to that. You’ll want to learn about formations and strategies, too; Hanna fucking sucked when it came to game sense. You’ll work with the sports director Erwin to set up practice matches and travel plans. There’s probably more, but that’s your job, not mine.” He jogs back over to do spiking drills without another word. Your jaw slackens, scoffing at the attitude. What a little shit. Connie shrugs at you in an I’m pretty sure that’s right way. You smile at him, politely dismissing yourself before trudging your way back to your professor’s office.

“Absolutely not,” you say, dramatically sighing to emphasize the sheer disappointment you feel from the experience. “I only talked to Connie and Eren, which was already too much. You’d have better luck with a dog trainer or circus clown to manage them.” Your shoulders drop, but you prepare to defend yourself as to why.

“Please,” Professor Hange begs, their eyes beading with desperation. “I was the one who introduced the previous manager to the guy that got her pregnant. On accident, of course, but they’re totally on my tail about getting a new manager to fill the spot!” They spin around haphazardly before collapsing on their standing desk in an unconvincing sadness. “I’ll even see if they’ll pay you as if you were working a normal student job.”

You internally cringe, but are now forced to consider the prospects. Chewing on your lip, you respond. You know if you look back on this moment at any point, you’d want to go back in time and slap yourself.

“If you can make it a paid position, I’ll do it.”

Unsurprisingly, Professor Hange got their way in the end.

next: part 1, reiner x reader

[laurasanchez36]

MSA X Scooby-Doo and the Witch's Ghost Chapter 8: Customers are in horror and shock at Shaggy and Scooby eating foods, The rest of the Mystery Teams ate Restaurants/Meets Daisy’s Descendant of Sasha, Other Descendant of Marlin/Tourists are not good for many hours of 2 Ghosts, they have given up and out of locations

**A woman gasps and the customers in horror, as the people in the restaurant are looking at Scooby and Shaggy eating like a bunch of pigs, John, Jaxson with other mystery teams eating some food, John and Kirby are eating Roast turkey, as Jack returns, bringing them more food**

Jack: **laughs nervously** I never seen anything like this. Are you at least tasting my food?

They nod and swallow the food in their stuffed mouths

Shaggy: It's the best food we ever had.

Scooby-Doo: Delicious.

John: Looks good, Right kirby?

Kirby: **cute noises** (Yep) **eats one piece of roast turkey**

Jaxson, Josh and other mystery teams: Indeed

**Scooby and Jaxson drinks the tomato soups and then the man runs out of the restaurant in disgust as the gang arrives**

Daphne: So, how's the food?

Starla: Yeah?

Shaggy: Pretty darn good.

Velma Dinkley: Is there anything left in the kitchen?

Laura: or not?

Sarah: Indeed

Jack: I'll be right back, guys. I'm gonna make a run at the market.

**Jack then leaves**

Fred: It's getting dark, guys. Let's go see if that "ghost" is gonna make an appearance

Maisy: Yeah, it getting dark outside

Shaggy: Like we loved to. But we haven't had our dessert yet

Scooby-Doo: Yeah, yeah

John: Me too

Kirby: **cute noises** (Me three)

Josh, Jaxson and Other Mystery Team Members: Us Four

Daphne Blake: Okay, but after you're finished. Meet us at the puritan village

Laura: Yeah

Sarah: I agree

Lewis, Vivi, Mystery, Arthur, Daniela and others: Yep

Velma: Ben's already gone ahead.

Matilda: and Flik too

Shaggy: Great! Like if the ghost gets there. Just start screaming without us

John: So kirby, what you would like dessert?

Kirby: **cute noise** (Apple Pie)

John: **kind laugh** okay, kirby

**Scooby and Jaxson tries to eat the chicken leg from Shaggy and he dodges Scooby and Jaxson's bite on the chicken**

Shaggy: Hey!

Josh: Don't do that

**At night, we see many people in the puritan village**

Tourist 1: Come on, we've been waiting here an hour. The ghost is a no show.

Tourist 2: Maybe she'll show up in the concert tomorrow.

**Then they all leave except for the gang, mystery teams and girls' clue club team**

Ben: Too bad. I was going to have a little chat with my ghostly ancestor. I wanted to ask here where she'd hid her journal

Flik: Yeah

Daphne: Boy, Ben seems to be pretty obsessed with that book.

Starla: Oh my goodness, I guess you both are right about that

Fred: I'll say

Laura, Sarah, Lewis, Arthur, Daniela, Vivi, Mystery, Cera, Maisy, Ecole, Mike and others: Yep

Ben: We should all leave too

Flik: Yeah

Daphne Blake: We should give it a chance, Ben, Flik

Starla: I agree

Marco: Yep

Fred Jones: Yeah, it's probably a hokey bedsheet with a wire or something. This could be funny

Lewis: Or not

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off the rack #1235

Monday, November 5, 2018

 I schlepped my giant laptop to Comet Comics new location last week to write these reviews. Otherwise there would have only been two titles that had any rack copies for me to borrow. My thanks to Becky and Ryan for giving me permission to read their subscription service comics.

 Penny and I had a daylight savings time oopsie moment Sunday morning when we went to the Carleton Tavern for breakfast. Sam is always there early and we usually are among his first customers at 9 AM when he officially opens. We hadn't changed the time in the car and thought that it was really deserted when we got there. It's usually hopping at 10 AM but our server pointed out our boo-boo and boy did I feel like a goof. I would like to see the twice a year time adjustments go the way of the Dodo bird.

 West Coast Avengers #3/LGY #105 - Kelly Thompson (writer) Stefano Caselli (art) Triona Farrell (colours) VC's Joe Caramagna (letters). Spider-Gwen is my favourite team member right now. The fight with B.R.O.D.O.K. escalates with more giant mutated women stomping around L.A. The good news is Tigra is now on the side of the good guys. The bad news is Kate got zapped by B.R.O.D.O.K. I love all the dialogue and team members interacting.

 Iron Man #5/LGY #605 - Dan Slott (writer) Max Dunbar & Gang Hyuk Lim (art) Dono Sanchez Almara (colours) VC's Joe Caramagna (letters). Self Made Man part 5. Remember Arno Stark? I didn't. He's Tony's brother. This issue features his return and he's a piece of work. This genius makes Spock look like he's emotionally unstable. Arno teams up with someone who has already caused Tony problems so the future should be quite interesting.

 Extermination #4 - Ed Brisson (writer) Pepe Larraz (pencils) Dexter Vines (inks) Erick Arciniega (colours) VC's Joe Sabino (letters). This is where we find out why Ahab is trying to kill the young X-Men from the past and how young Cable is trying to save everybody. I knew newbie Nathan was a good guy. It's too bad the good guys run out of time when Ahab's harpoon finds its target. You may notice a subtle change in the art as Pepe's pencils are inked by someone else.

 Hex Wives #1 - Ben Blacker (writer) Mirka Andolfo (art) Marissa Louise (colours) Josh Reed (letters). This new Vertigo series is about  a coven of immortal witches and the men who are trying to exterminate them. We begin in 1692 with the introduction of the main witches and end the issue in the present (?) where they have been reincarnated, but are unaware of who they really are and their powers haven't manifested yet. The reason I've put a question mark on the present is because it looks more like the 1960s with the way the women are dressed. That bit of confusion was enough to turn me off so I won't be reading any more.

 Marvel Two-In-One #11/LGY #111 - Chip Zdarsky (writer) Ramon K. Perez (art) Frederico Blee (colours) VC's Joe Caramagna (letters). The reunion of Ben and Reed starts to fill in the blanks for us fans as to what the rest of Fantastic Four Family was up to after they left Ben and Johnny to go exploring. I don't think any other writer has impressed me as much as Chip has with how Reed is being portrayed. Just reading Reed's dialogue makes me smarter. We also meet a new version of Doctor Doom and I like him.

 Old Man Hawkeye #10 - Ethan Sacks (writer) Marco Checchetto (art) Andres Mossa (colours) VC's Joe Caramagna (letters). An Eye for an Eye part 10.  The Hawkeyes cross the border into Canada in Clint's search for more Thunderbolts targets. This time it's the treacherous Moonstone. Meanwhile good old Bullseye is still hot on Clint's trail. The super big bad guy has finally gotten what he wants and that could mean trouble for our hero. I love this alternate future.

 Old Man Logan #50 - Ed Brisson (writer) Ibraim Roberson & Neil Edwards (art) Carlos Lopez (colours) VC's Cory Petit (letters). King of Nothing conclusion. So what did I miss since I stopped reading this book? A lot. I think the run ends here with Logan fighting Maestro, the evil Hulk from an alternate universe. Maestro has taken over the small town on Fort Wells in Canada and Logan aims to free the townsfolk from tyranny. I thought the bad guy was defeated way too easily and the last panel hinting that Old Man Logan dies was wimpy. Fans need not despair though. Dead Man Logan hits the racks in November.

 Deathstroke/Yogi Bear #1 - Frank Tieri (writer) Mark Texeira (art) Jeromy Cox (colours) Wes Abbott (letters). This $4.99 US one shot featuring DC and Hanna-Barbera characters is chock full of crazy cartoon silliness. Yogi hires Deathstroke to find a missing Boo Boo. As an incentive to buy the others in this series of crossovers there's part one of a Secret Squirrel story that continues in "Green Lantern/Huckleberry Hound #1".

 Heroes in Crisis #2 - Tom King (writer) Clay Mann (art pages 1-15, 19-22) Travis Moore (art pages 16-18) Tomeu Morey & Arif Prianto (colours) Clayton Cowles (letters). Harley is great in this story. I love how Tom King is writing her. I was happy to see Booster Gold bite the dust last issue but alas, Skeets shows up to revive him. Wondering who is killing the B-list heroes is keeping me interested.

 Jessica Jones: Blindspot Graphic Novel - Kelly Thompson (writer) Mattia De Iulis (art & colours chapters #1-5) Marcio Takara (art chapter 6) Rachelle Rosenberg (colours chapter 6) VC's Cory Petit (letters). No Netflix? No need for FOMO. I binged this 5-part mystery plus bonus birthday party story in one sitting and that's rare for me. As much as I like Michael Gaydos's work on Alias, I much prefer Mattia De Iulis's art in this twisty cold case. I really liked seeing Matt Murdock, Elsa Bloodstone and Spider-Man showing up in this story. Brian Michael Bendis made me a big Jessica Jones fan and I wasn't sure if Kelly Thompson could match Brian's take on Jess but I was very impressed with this story. Even if you've never read Alias or know nothing about Jessica Jones you should buy this book. It's that good.

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Die Wunschliste

Vor 2 1/2 Jahren hab ich ein neues Projekt begonnen - das Wunschprojekt. Dafür habe ich Wünsche gesammelt und sie nach und nach geschrieben. Jetzt, wo der 100. Wunsch einging, beschloss ich, die Liste endlich mal zu schließen. (Manche Zahlen kommen doppelt vor, weil ich am Anfang anders gerechnet habe, deshalb sind es eiiigentlich 102 Wünsche...)

Hier kommt die fertige Liste. 1002 Wünsche. Und ich hab noch was dabei - nämlich wieder eine Umfrage :D Ich wüsste nämlich gerne, was von den nicht geschriebenen Wünschen überhaupt noch relevant ist. Jeder Wunsch, der mindestens eine Stimme bekommt, bleibt auf der Liste, alle anderen werden gestrichen - und machen vllt Platz für neue Wünsche? Denn eigentlich ist hiermit die Wunschliste geschlossen.

Hier entlang zur Umfrage.

(Anmerkung zur Liste: Fett = bereits geschrieben, kursiv = es gibt einen Plot)

01.  Mia-san-bayern-muenchen: Joshua Kimmich x Sebastian Rode

01. Palomita: Marcel Schmelzer x Neven  Subotic

02. Melanie: Johannes Geis x Leon  Goretzka x Max Meyer

03. Lana:  Johannes Geis x Leon Goretzka x Max Meyer

04. bika74: Paul Verhaegh x Jannik  Vestergaard

05.  luisaakainsane: Martin Kelly x Danny Wilson

06. ladytonic: Roman Bürki & Julian  Weigl

07. toni_paco: Benedikt Höwedes x Mats  Hummels

08. haesje: Roman Bürki x Erik Durm

09. Mia-san-bayern-muenchen:  Pierre-Emile Hojbjerg x Patrick Weihrauch

10. Miri: Daniel Baier x Marwin Hitz

11. litsch & Nathia: Matthias  Ostrzolek x Paul Verhaegh

12. temsah: Hakan Calhanoglu x Christoph  Kramer

13. Nathia: Mats Hummels x Erik Durm

14. Ellen FCB: Kevin Großkreutz x Manuel  Neuer

15. dfbfangirli18: Julian Draxler x  Benedikt Höwedes

16.  rawrr-i-am-a-dragon: Max Meyer/Ralf Fährmann

17. Lisa: Konstantin Rausch x Lars  Stindl

18. glavobolja: Miro Klose x Gigi Buffon

19. sehrgutpeter: Nils Petersen/Vincenzo  Grifo

20. chipsyio: Nuri Sahin x Henrich  Mchitarjan

20. chipsyio:  Pierre-Emile Aubameyang x Marco Reus

21. neven4me:  Lewis Holtby x Ivo Ilicevic

22. Vicky: Ronny Philp x Markus  Weinzierl

23. ein-schuss-ein-tor: Yann Sommer x  Marwin Hitz

24. niemals-allein: Samuel Radlinger x  Christopher Avevor

25. Peti: Daniel  Baier x Christian Gentner

26. becci-chan: Manuel Neuer x Benedikt  Höwedes

27. andrisheep: Piotr Trochowski x  Patrick Funk

28. eowyn_faith: Kevin Großkreutz x  Bastian Schweinsteiger

29. grizilicious: Antoine Griezmann x Karim  Benzema

30. permens: Ich hätte gerne Clemens  Fritz x Per Mertesacker

31. marcinho11: Marco Reus x Erik Durm x  Olli Kirch

32. elekgirl: Erik Durm x Jonas Hoffmann

33. mrscrab:  Mitch Langerak x Mario Götze

34. rapskolben: Leonardo Bittencourt x  Moritz Leitner

35. anon: Mats  Hummels x Neven Subotic

36. schwarzgelbetraeume & rawrr-i-am-a-dragon:  Bernd Leno x Marc-André ter Stegen

37. cherrysky09: Aron Johansson x Jannik  vestergaard

37. cherrysky09: Janek sternberg x  Michael zetterer

38. hoemmels_fan: Sebastian Kehl x Clemens  Fritz

39. savassavalas: André Hahn x Patrick  Herrmann

40. kaktuspo: René Adler x Clemens Fritz

41. estefania1893: Konstantin Rausch x  Felix Burmeister

42. Hanna: Diego Benaglio x Marcel  Schäfer

43.  bastian-casillas-fussballgott: Iker Casillas x Sergio Ramos

44. n o x: Olivier Giroud x Antoine  Griezmann

45. dragon12:  Fortsetzung Iker Casillas x Sergio Ramos

46. neven4me:  Neven Subotic x Marcel Schmelzer

47. Madrilena: etwas mit Adnan Januzaj

50. toni_paco:  Piotr Trochowski x Clemens Fritz

51. sehrgutpeter: Julian Brandt x Levin  Öztunali

52. sehrgutpeter: Stefan Bell x Loris  Karius

53. sehrgutpeter: Bernd Leno x Sebastian  Boenisch

54. sehrgutpeter: Sebastian Boenisch x  Gonzalo Coastro

55. sehrgutpeter: Hakan Calhanoglu x  Lars Bender

56. sehrgutpeter: Daniel Ginzcek x Kevin  Schindler

57. sehrgutpeter: Felix Kroos x Fin  Bartels

58. sehrgutpeter: was mit Kevin Kampl

59. sehrgutpeter: Tobias Sippel x Yann  Sommer

60. sehrgutpeter: Über Dominik Kohr

61. luisaakainsane: Felix Kroos x Kevin  Pannewitz

62.  rawrr-i-am-a-dragon: Gerard Pique x Cesc Fabregas

63. chipsyio: Piszczykowski

64. Madrilena: Thorgan Hazard x Erik  Durm

65. anon: Marwin Hitz x Gigi Buffon

66. anon: Marwin  Hitz x Iker Casillas

67. anon: Daniel Baier x Marwin Hitz

68. worldofstone: was zu Felix  Burmeister

69. temsah: Sokratis x Huntelaar

70. lana: Felix Platte x Daniel Heuer  Fernandes

71. chipsyio: Fuckbuddies - Nuri Sahin x  Erik Durm und andere

72. nandosbutt: Bastiando mit Kindern

73. anon: Gigi  Buffon x Iker Casillas

74. anon: Gigi  Buffon x Andrea Pirlo

75. buerkihoe: Fortsetzung Roman Bürki x  Adnan Januzaj

76. buerkihoe: Roman Bürki x Emre Mor

77. neven4me:  Lewis Holtby x Matthias Ostrzolek

78. chipsyio:  Ilkay Gündogan x Shinji Kagawa

79. anon:  Cristiano Ronaldo x Fabio Coentrao

79. sehrgutpeter: Was mit Konstantinos  Stafylidis

80. NoFangirl: Zlatko Junuzovic x Robert  Bauer

81. Sammy123: Stürki mit Kindern

82. Meerschweinchen: SCHWEIZER  TORHÜTERORGIE

83. dragon: Felixfin aus Felix' Sicht

84. petersensmondfahrt: Maximilian  Philipp x Nils Petersen

85. petersensmondfahrt: Philipp Max x  Maximilian Philipp

86. chocabel:  Leon Goretzka x Max Meyer x Johannes Geis

87. sinahjcx: Stürki - Hasenjahre - ein  Kapitel aus Romans Sicht

88. meggiesobsessions: Manuel Neuer x  Thomas Müller

89. anon: Mats  Hummels x Neven Subotic

90. anon: Leon  Goretzka x Christoph Kramer

91. anon: Oscar Wendt x Havard Nordtveit  

92. CookieKat98: Fortsetzung Dr Jekyll  Mr Hyde - Manuel Neuer x Thomas Müller

93. meggiesobsessions: Marc Bartra x  Erik Durm

94.  apricotstone: Max Meyer x Leon Goretzka Johannes Geis

95. Ratisbono: Joshua Kimmich x Sven  Ulreich

96. princess28: Fortsetzung Frankenderby  - Niklas Stark x Niclas Füllkrug

97. nuebelinho:  Alex Nübel x Daniel Caligiuri

98. anon: Alfred  Finnbogason x Rurik Gislason

99. helllichtenacht: Fortsetzung  Griezoud

100. lili: Marco Richter x Daniel Baier

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RenaRoo’s GIANT Comic Sale!

I am preparing for a giant move and as a result I need to majorly cut down on my physical comic books!!!

Followers and friends will have access to a Giveaway of single issues in a week, but right now I need to sell a LOT of trade volumes I am offering to sell at SUPER REDUCED prices! 

If you are interested, please look below! And contact me for information on how to pay/get shipped to!

If you are interested in haggling/buying multiple comic collections and want to make a bundle deal, I’ll be more than happy to work with you! For me the main objective right now is to ship as many things out as I can before I move November 15th!!!

Payments will be processed through PayPal and Ko-Fi!

NEW DEALS!!!

Paperback Comics - $10 + shipping BUY ONE GET ONE FREE

Batman and the Outsiders Vol. 1: The Chysalis by Chuck Dixon, Julian Lopez, Carlos Rodriguez, and Bit

Batman and the Outsiders Vol. 2: The Snare by Chuck Dixon, Carlos Rodriguez, Julian Lopez, and Ryan Benjamin

Batman and Robin: Dark Knight vs. White Knight by Paul Cornell, Scott McDaniel, Peter J. Tomasi, Patrick Gleason, Judd Winick, and Greg Tocchini

Batman New Gotham Vol. 1: Evolution by Greg Rucka, Shawn Martinbrough, John Watkiss, William Rosado, Phil Hester, and Steve Mitchell

Batman: Birth of the Demon by Mike W. Barr, Dennis O’Neil, Jerry Bingham, Tom Grindberg, and Norm Breyfogle

Batman: Streets of Gotham Vol. 2: Leviathan by Paul Dini, Dustin Nguyen, Derek Fridolfs, Mike Benson, and Chris Yost

Batman: Streets of Gotham Vol. 3: The House of Hush by Paul Dini, Dustin Nguyen and Derek Fridolfs

Batman: The Resurrection of Ra’s al Ghul by Grant Morrison and Paul Dini

Bedlam Vol. 1 by Nick Spencer, Riley Rossmo, and Frazer Irving

Ghost/Batgirl by Mike Kennedy and Ryan Benjamin

Lazarus Volume One by Greg Rucka, Michael Lark, and Arcas

Nightwing Vol. 5: The Hunt for Oracle by Chuck Dixon, Greg Land, Patrick Zicher, and Butch Guice

Nightwing Vol. 6: Big Guns by Chuck Dixon, Greg Land, and Mike Collins

Nightwing Vol. 7: On the Razor’s Edge by Chuck Dixon, Greg Land, and Drew Geraci

Secret Six Vol. 3: Danse Macabre by Gail Simone, John Ostrander, and J. Calafiore

Secret Six Vol. 5: The Darkest House by Gail Simone and J. Calafiore

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Vol. 1: Change is Constant by Tom Waltz, Dan Duncan, and Kevin Eastman

Transformers Regeneration One Vol. 1 by Simon Furman and Andrew Wildman

Transformers Regeneration One Vol. 2 by Simon Furman and Andrew Wildman

Villains United by Gail Simone, Dale Eaglesham and Val Semeiks

Large Books - $15 + shipping BUY ONE GET ONE FREE

Batman: Cataclysm

Batman: Dark Victory by Jeph Loeb and Tim Sale

Batman: The Black Mirror by Scott Snyder, Jock, and Francesco Francavilla

Batman: The Long Halloween by Jeph Loeb and Tim Sale

Spider-Man: Birth of Venom by Jim Shooter, Tom DeFalco, John Byrne, Louise Simonson, and David Michelinie

Transformers: Phase One Omnibus Volume 1 by Simon Furman and E.J. Su

The Usagi Yojimbo Saga Book 2: Grasscutter by Stan Sakai

Collection Deals

52 Bundle - $15 + shipping + TWO FREE CHOICE

52 Volume One by Geoff Johns, Grant Morrison, Greg Rucka, Mark Waid, and Keith Giffen 52 Volume Two by Geoff Johns, Grant Morrison, Greg Rucka, Mark Waid, and Keith Giffen 52 Volume Three by Geoff Johns, Grant Morrison, Greg Rucka, Mark Waid, and Keith Giffen 52 Volume Four by Geoff Johns, Grant Morrison, Greg Rucka, Mark Waid, and Keith Giffen

Deadpool by Daniel Way Bundle - $50 + shipping +TWO FREE CHOICE

Deadpool: Suicide Kings by Mke Benson, Adam Glass, Carlo Barberi, and Shawn Crystal Deadpool Vol. 1: Secret Invasion by Daniel Way, Paco Medina, and Carlo Barberi Deadpool Vol. 2: Dark Reign by Daniel Way and Paco Medina Dark Reign: Deadpool/Thunderbolts by Andy Diggle, Daniel Way, Bong Dazo, and Paco Medina Deadpool Vol. 3: X Marks the Spot by Daniel Way, Shawn Crystal, Paco Medina Hardback Deadpool Vol. 4: Monkey Business by Daniel Way, Carlo Barberi, Dalibor Talajić Deadpool Vol. 5: What Happened in Vegas by Daniel Way and Carlo Barberi Deadpool Vol. 6: I Rule, You Suck by Daniel Way, Carlo Barberi, and Bongo Dazo Hardback Deadpool Vol. 7: Space Oddity by Daniel Way, Sheldon Vella, Carlo Barberi, and Bong Dazo Hardback Deadpool Vol. 8: Operation Annihilation by Daniel Way, Sheldon Vella, Bong Dazo Hardback Deadpool Vol. 9: Institutionalized by Daniel Way, Carlo Barberi Hardback Deadpool Vol. 10: Evil Deadpool by Daniel Way, Salva Espin, and John McCrea

Demon Knights Bundle - $15 + shipping + ONE FREE CHOICE

Demon Knights Vol. 1: Seven Against the Dark by Paul Cornell, Diogenes Neves, and Oclair Albert Demon Knights Vol. 2: The Avalon Trap by Paul Cornell, Diógenes Neves, and Bernard Chang Demon Knights Vol. 3: The Gathering Storm by Robert Venditti, Bernard Chang, and Paul Cornell

Full Metal Alchemist Bundle - $75 + shipping + TWO FREE CHOICE

Single Trade Volumes: Volume 1, Volume 2, Volume 3 3-in-1 Trade Volumes: Volumes 4-5-6, Volumes 7-8-9, Volumes 10-11-12, Volumes 13-14-15, Volumes 16-17-18, Volumes 19-20-21, Volumes 22-23-24, Volumes 25-26-27 Fullmetal Alchemist Profiles by Hiromu Arakawa (contains bonus manga material) The Art of Fullmetal Alcehmist Volume 2 by Hiromu Arakawa

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: The Ultimate Bundle - $30 + Shipping + TWO FREE CHOICE

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: The Ultimate Collection Vol. 1 by Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: The Ultimate Collection Vol. 2 by Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: The Ultimate Collection Vol. 5 by Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird Tales of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Vol. 2 by Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Classics Vol. 3

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Manga and Pocket Sized Volumes - $10 + shipping

DC Comics

The Untold Legend of the Batman by Len Wein, John Byrne, and Jim Aparo B&W SOLD

Dark Horse

Usagi Yojimbo Book 1: The Ronin by Stan Sakai SOLD

Usagi Yojimbo Book 2: Samurai by Stan Sakai SOLD

Paperbacked Deals - #15 + shipping

DC Comics

Batman: Contagion by Chuck Dixon, Alan Grant, Dennis O’Neil, Doug Moench, and Christopher Priest SOLD

Batman: Hush by Jeph Loeb, Jim Lee, and Scott Williams SOLD

Batman: Whatever Happened to the Caped Crusader? by Neil Gaiman and Andy Kubert SOLD

Batwoman: Elegy by Greg Rucka and J.H. Williams III SOLD

Birds of Prey: Blood and Circuits by Gail Simone, Nicola Scott, Paulo Siqueira, James Raiz SOLD

Birds of Prey: Sensei & Student by Gail Simone, Ed Benes, Michael Golden, Joe Bennett, Cliff Richards, Alex Lei, Ruy Jose, Mike Manley, and Scott Hanna SOLD

JLA: World Without Grown-Ups by Todd Dezago, Humberto Ramos, Mike McKone, and Todd Nauck SOLD

JLA/The Titans: The Technis Imperative by Devin Grayson, Phil Jimenez, Andy Lanning, and Dexter Vines SOLD

Power Girl Vol. 1: A New Beginning by Justin Gray, Jimmy Palmiotti, and Amanda Conner SOLD

Red Hood: The Lost Days by Judd Winick SOLD

Robin: A Hero Reborn by Alan Grant, Norm Breyfogle, Steve Mitchell, Chuck Dixon, Tom Lyle, and Bob Smith SOLD

Robin: Violent Tendencies by Chuck Dixon, Chris Barista, Cam Smith SOLD

Supergirl: Bizarrogirl by Sterling Gates, Jamal Igle, and Jon Sibal SOLD

Superman: Last Son of Krypton by Geoff Johns, Richard Donner, Adam Kubert, and Gary Frank SOLD

Superman: Secret Identity by Kurt Busiek and Stuart Immonen SOLD

Superman: Shadows Linger by Kurt Busiek, Peter Vale, Jesús Merino, and Renato Guedes SOLD

Superman: Up, Up and Away! by Kurt Busiek, Geoff Johns, Pete Woods, and Renato Guedes SOLD

Teen Titans Vol. 4: The Future is Now by Geoff Johns, Mike McKone, Ivan Reis, and Tom Grummett SOLD

Teen Titans: Year One by Amy Wolfram, Karl Kerschl, and Serge Lapointe SOLD

Vixen: Return of the Lion by G. Willow Wilson and Cafu SOLD

Young Justice: Sins of Youth by Peter David, Karl Kesel, Todd Nauck, et. al SOLD

IDW

Image

Marvel

The Amazing Spider-Man: Unintended Consequences by J. Michael Straczynski, John Romita Jr., and Scott Hanna SOLD

Spider-Men by Brian Michael Bendis and Sara Pichelli SOLD

White Tiger by Tamora Pierce and Timothy Liebe SOLD

Others

Pride and Prejudice and Zombies by Tony Lee, Cliff Richards, Jane Austen, and Seth Grahame-Smith SOLD

Hardbacked Deals - $20 + shipping

DC Comics

Teen Titans Earth One Volume One by Jeff Lemire, Terry Dodson, Rachel Dodson, Cam Smith, Brad Anderson SOLD

Marvel 

Hawkeye Vol. 1 by Matt Fraction, David Aja, Javier Pulido, Steve Lieber, Jesse Hamm, Francesco Francavilla, Matt Hollingsworth SOLD

Omnibus Deals - $25 + shipping

Dark Horse

DC Comics

Batgirl/Robin: Year One by Scott Beatty, Chuck Dixon, Marcos Martin, and Javier Pulido SOLD

DC Comics: The Sequential Art of Amanda Conner SOLD

DC Showcase Presents: Batman Volume 4 SOLD

Superman: Birthright by Mark Waid, Leinil Francis Yu, and Gerry Alanguilan SOLD

IDW

Collection Deals

The All New Atom Bundle - $25 + shipping SOLD

The All New Atom: My Life in Miniature by Gail Simone, John Byrne, Eddy Barrows, and Trevor Scott The All New Atom: Future/Past by Gail Simone, Mike Norton, and Eddy Barrows The All New Atom: The Hunt for Ray Palmer! by Gail Simone and Mike Norton The All New Atom: Small Wonder by Rick Remender, Gail Simone, Pat Olliffe, and Mike Norton

Catwoman by Ed Brubaker Bundle - $50 + shipping SOLD

Catwoman Vol. 1: Trail of the Catwoman by Darwyn Cooke and Ed Brubaker

Catwoman Vol. 2: No Easy Way Down by Ed Brubaker and Cameron Stewart

Catwoman Vol. 3: Under Pressure by Ed Brubaker, Paul Gulacy, and Jimmy Palmiotti

Saga Collection - $50 + shipping SOLD

Saga Volumes 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 by Brian K. Vaughan and Fiona Staples 

Spider-Girl Bundle - $50 + Shipping SOLD

Spider-Girl by Todd DeFalco, Pat Olliffe, and Al Williamson Spider-Girl Vol. 2: Like Father, Like Daughter by Tom DeFalco and Pat Olliffe Spider-Girl Vol. 5: Endgame by Tom DeFalco and Pat Olliffe Spider-Girl Vol. 6:Too Many Spiders! by Tom DeFalco, Pat Olliffe, and Ron Frenz Spider-Girl Vol. 9:Secret Lives by Tom DeFalco, Pat Olliffe, and Ron Frenz Spider-Girl Vol. 10:Season of the Serpent by Tom DeFalco, Pat Olliffe, and Ron Frenz Spider-Girl Vol. 11:Marked for Death by Tom DeFalco, Pat Olliffe, and Ron Frenz

The Amazing Spider-Girl Vol. 3: Mind Games by Tom DeFalco and Ron Frenz The Amazing Spider-Girl Vol. 4: Brand New May by Tom DeFalco and Ron Frenz The Amazing Spider-Girl Vol. 5: Maybreak by Tom DeFalco and Ron Frenz

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X Festival de Cine Al Este: Un vistazo a las secciones

Escribe: Luis Vélez.

Una década no es poca cosa, más aun tratándose de un proyecto cultural, ejemplo de resistencia y de la insistencia de sus artífices. Nos referimos al Festival de Cine Al Este, cuya décima edición ya arrancó y va hasta el 8 de junio en varias sedes de Lima. Al Este es una mirada a las cinematografías de los países de Europa Central y Oriental, lugares de gran tradición fílmica, frecuentemente fuera de los radares de las concepciones de ciertos mercados cinematográficos, películas que son a menudo retratos de naciones marcadas por historia y territorio, y manifiestos de la fuerza expresiva y poder de traslación del cine. Analicemos las principales secciones de esta décima versión del festival, que en esta ocasión llega con el lema "se vienen días de cine punk". Toda la información sobre sedes, funciones, actividades académicas y eventos del Festival Al Este se halla en su web oficial y su fanpage. El programa de mano completo puede descargarse de aquí. 

Competencia Oficial de Ficción

Por su mención especial en el último Festival de Rotterdam, que la describe como "un logro artístico excepcional", nos atraen el viaje personal de Llévame a algún lugar lindo, ópera prima de Ena Sendijarevic (Bosnia y Herzegovina), y el thriller en tiempos de conflicto de La carga, del documentalista serbio Ognjen Glavonic, ahora incursionando en ficción. Los relatos se suceden con 53 Guerras, de la polaca Ewa Bukowska, y El hombre que sorprendió a todos, de Aleksey Chupov y Natasha Merkulova, filme de temática trans ubicado en un entorno rural conservador de Rusia.

El hombre que sorprendió a todos, de Aleksey Chupov y Natasha Merkulova

Historia de amor (Sonja Prosenc) y Final de estación (Elmar Imanov) son dramas familiares que llegan desde Eslovenia y Azerbaiyán, y si hablamos de nombres ya consagrados, están las esperadas últimas películas del ucraniano Sergei Loznitsa y el húngaro László Nemes, Donbass y Atardecer, respectivamente.

Donbass, de Sergei Loznitsa.

Es destacable que en esta misma competencia también se incluyan filmes en los que formas y elementos de cine de género fantástico son utilizados en la creación de potentes alegorías: la licantropía en Hombre lobo (Adrian Panek, de Polonia), zombis en la surrealista Los niños de los muertos (Kelly Copper y Pavol Liska, de Austria), el “body horror” en Doméstico (Adam Sedlák, de República Checa) y la ciencia ficción de En mi habitación (Ulrich Köhler, de Alemania).

Los niños de los muertos, de Kelly Copper y Pavol Liska 

Competencia Documental

El cine documental es una magnífica herramienta para registrar y mostrar aspectos de la realidad de pueblos, gentes y geografías. A esta competencia llegan precedidas de muy buenos comentarios Tierra, del austriaco Nikolaus Geyrhalter, Transnistria, de la sueca Anna Eborn, y La vida mágica de V, del búlgaro Tonislav Hristov. Vistas en ese orden, pasamos de un problema mundial a uno regional y aterrizamos en una catarsis íntima, las tres cintas poseedoras de apreciable fotografía.

Transnistria, de Anna Eborn 

Cambian las sociedades, cambian los sueños de los y las jóvenes, documentales generacionales son King Skate, del checo Šimon Šafránek y Antes que el padre regrese, de Mari Gulbiani (Georgia). Veo gente roja, de la realizadora búlgara Bojina Panayotova, es más bien una observación al pasado no tan remoto de un pueblo, a partir del pasado de una familia.

King Skate, de Šimon Šafránek

El cine documental se abre a otras vías de representación. Ahí están la aclamada producción polaco-española Un día más con vida, de Raúl de la Fuente y Damian Nenowy; y Chris, el suizo (Suiza), de Anja Kofmel, que emplean la animación en el recuento de periodistas de guerra. Puentes del tiempo, de Kristine Briede y Audrius Stonys (Letonia, Lituania, Estonia), se presenta como un ensayo poético, y Dragones de Komodo, de Michal Borczuch (Polonia), como una puesta en escena propia de la docuficción.

Un día más con vida, de Raúl de la Fuente y Damian Nenowy

Retrospectivas

Grata costumbre de ediciones anteriores, el festival dedica un espacio importante al reconocimiento de una figura trascendental, a través de su obra. Sucedió el año anterior con Béla Tarr y en éste el foco se encuentra puesto en el director francés F.J. Ossang. Ossang estudió filosofía antes de convertirse en poeta, cantante de punk y cineasta de culto, tremendo combo. Su cine es contracultural y político e irrumpen en él tanto el film noir, la sci-fi soviética y el expresionismo alemán, como el punk y el rock industrial. Esta retrospectiva Ossang es completísima: 5 cortos y 5 largos que van desde El último enigma (1982) a 9 dedos (2017). La dedicada a Ossang no será la única retro; la otra, con tres filmes realizados entre 1966 y 1968 (El Desesperado, El rojo y el blanco y Silencio y Grito), nos aproxima al húngaro Miklós Jancsó (1921-2014), acaso el mayor influyente de Béla Tarr y sus “long takes”.

9 dedos, de F.J. Ossang

Al Este Especial

Esta sección paralela contiene dos de los títulos más atractivos del festival: Sinónimos, del joven cineasta y filósofo Nadav Lapid, producción franco-israelí sobre una particular historia de identidad, ganadora del máximo galardón, el Oso de Oro, en el más reciente Festival de Cine de Berlín. La otra imprescindible es Un elefante sentado quieto, película china de vidas que se intersectan en la ciudad. Amén de varios premios en festivales, a notar Berlín, San Sebastián y el BAFICI, buena parte de la crítica internacional la coloca como uno de los mejores filmes de 2018, y maestros del cine de la talla de Béla Tarr y Gus Van Sant la consideran extraordinaria. La nota trágica la pone la muerte de su director, Hu Bo. El también novelista de 29 años, se suicidó poco después de completar Un elefante sentado quieto, sin verla estrenada.

Un elefante sentado quieto, de Hu Bo

Completan esta sección El minero, de la directora eslovena Hanna Slak, película histórica de clase obrera; Arbusto ardiente, de la checa Agniezka Holland, serie épica y política en corte de largometraje; y los documentales musicales Mingus Erectus, de Amaury Voslion (Francia), acerca del gran Charles Mingus, y The Killing Joke: The Death and Resurrection, sobre la fundamental banda de post-punk industrial, liderada por Jaz Coleman, coincidiendo con la visita del músico y el carácter de esta edición de Al Este.

Sinónimos, de Nadav Lapid 

Al Este Mundo y Hecho en el Perú

En el ejercicio de dialéctica que propone el festival, tendiendo puentes entre las cinematografías de Europa Central y Oriental y las de los países en los que Al Este se organiza, esta sección está compuesta de cintas de Francia, Argentina, Colombia y Perú. No se traza una línea curatorial específica y es más una invitación al descubrimiento de cineastas independientes. Centrándonos en Perú, vemos con mucho interés el estreno en Lima de los nuevos largometrajes de Mario Castro Cobos (Gracias por la donación) y Farid Rodríguez Rivero (Expectante). Castro Cobos y Rodríguez Rivero, conocidos también por su labor de gestores culturales, son dos realizadores de militancia cinéfila y permanente curiosidad en el desarrollo de su estilo.

Gracias por la donación, de Mario Castro Cobos

Es posible seguir olfateando el estado del cine nacional independiente en la competencia Hecho en el Perú, en la que participan diez cortometrajes de saludable diversidad en la que conviven el documental, el drama, la animación experimental, lo perfomativo y hasta el tributo a géneros como el cine de samuráis y la sci-fi futurista.

Expectante, de Farid Rodríguez Rivero

ExperimentAlEste

Gran apartado dedicado, lo señala el nombre, al cine experimental, término amplio que en resumen representa un desafío para los sentidos del espectador partiendo de cómo los artistas se agencian de mecanismos heterodoxos y subvierten las formas clásicas del lenguaje audiovisual. Tenemos jóvenes creadores peruanos que transitan esos caminos y una competencia experimental de diez cortometrajes en el marco de Al Este brinda un espacio de exhibición a una selección de estos. Asimismo, se incluye una retrospectiva a Peter Kubelka (Viena, 1934), referente total del cine experimental. La retrospectiva Kubelka será a su vez proyectada en celuloide. Esta muestra ha sido curada por el propio Kubelka junto a Ángela López Ruiz, artista, curadora e investigadora uruguaya. En palabras de López Ruiz: "A través de este corpus-ritual, podemos abordar la apreciación de su conceptualización del "Cine métrico" y de sus diferentes etapas".

Peter Kubelka