Happy Birthday darlin!! I am so glad that you’re my friend. You’re so incredibly sweet and supportive. You’ve always been my home away from home and as long as I got you - I can do anything.
Thank you for everything you do. I know I can always count on you. I love you to pieces and I can’t wait to see you today.
Awww, thank you for such a wonderful night!!!! Spending time with my friends is all I want in the world. I seriously couldn't ask for more!! I loved everything and I love you!!!! You're the best!! Thank you thank you thank you!!!
(Honestly, I love love love responding to prompts like that? I'm much better at it than keeping up with a thread I think. So I might do more of those??? But replies are coming... I promise... *moves like a snail*)
My character takes a fatal blow intended for your character. How does your character react?
Jean had pushed him out of the way midair.
He crashed into Marco’s side and sent him hurdling in the other direction. Marco slammed into the thick trunk of a tree so hard that the force knocked the air right out of him. He choked, trying to catch his breath. It took him a few moments to reorient himself but he was just thankful that he didn’t crack his head on the wood.
They had been stranded far from the rest of the group. A lone titan, one that ran at a remarkable speed, quickly advanced on them. Jean noticed it before Marco had, effectively moving him out of the way. Marco didn’t even realize what had happened in time.
But it was too late. The titan had knocked Jean down with its open palm. Marco shrieked, head still swimming, and propelled himself forward with a rush of adrenaline before the titan could pick up Jean’s body. He swung right behind the titan and came down hard with his blades, cutting deep into the base of its neck with a savage yell. A gush of steam escaped and the titan stumbled for a moment before falling to the forest floor.
Marco’s eyes quickly scanned the area and saw where Jean was crumpled on the ground.
"Jean!" Marco screamed so high his voice cracked.
As Marco descended he felt like he couldn’t reach the mangled body of his friend fast enough. “Jean, no! No, no, no,” he chanted, falling to his knees and scooping Jean up in his arms.
Jean was a mess. Blood poured from an open wound in his head and his chest looked crushed. A rib could have stabbed his lungs during the attack. He could have snapped his spine from the fall. Marco panicked.
He angled his head down, ear touching Jean’s lips, to listen for any sign of breathing. A tiny cough made blood bubble and drip down the side of his mouth. Tears were streaming down Marco’s face. “Shit,” he cursed. He checked for a pulse, the panic making him hysterical. At first Marco couldn’t even feel it, but after a couple of seconds it moved under his fingers. But it was so weak. Jean was barely hanging on.
"Jean! Jean can you hear me?" Marco shook him gently. "Jean, please. Please look at me. Jean! Jean! P-please,” he whimpered. He felt like his world was falling apart. ”Oh, fuck,” he cried. “Fuck. Jean, why did you do that?!”
His heart pounded when Jean slowly cracked his eyes open. Hope rose up in his stomach and stuck in his chest like a balloon. It stabbed at his heart viciously.
"Jean!" he blurted out. Jean’s eyes were incredibly glassy. He couldn’t even fully look at Marco. He did, but it was as if he were looking through him. The blood in his mouth made it difficult for him to speak. "M-marco," he mumbled and choked out a cough. His body didn’t move an inch. Not a finger. Not a foot. Not even a turn of the head.
Marco pressed his shaking hand to Jean’s bloody temple. “Yes, I’m here,” he said quickly.
Soon the anger had rose up inside him. Anger for what had happened. “Fuck, Jean! That was so stupid! Why? Why would you do that? You should have just let me… You should have…” he sobbed. “Don’t worry. We can fix this,” he continued. He leaned down to kiss Jean’s brow. “We’ll get you treated. Just don’t… don’t give up.” Marco stroked Jean’s cheek with his thumb and made the blood smear. He wailed and bit his trembling lips. He could taste the blood there. It covered his hands, his clothes, and his gear.
He held his breath suddenly, waiting for Jean to respond, to say anything else. To at least breathe again. But he never did. Marco could see the life shudder and leave his body. His eyes were still open.
Marco just cried harder. Nothing compared to the pain of losing his best friend. It shredded his heart. It ripped up his insides and escaped in the cruelest way. He screamed. He screamed until his throat was raw. He held the corpse of his best friend and screamed his lungs out.
Rule 2: Answer the questions the tagger has set for you in their posts, then make 11 new ones.
Rule 3: Tag 11 people and link them in your post.
Rule 4: Let them know you've tagged them.
My questions:
How did you get into SNK? (Taking this question because I'm curious!)
Favorite anime (other than SNK)?
How long have you been RPing?
Any other hobbies?
Are you interested in astrology, personality types, and/or blood types? (Tell me about yours!)
Top 5 fandoms?
What's some of the first fanfiction you ever read?
Favorite OTPs?
What's your favorite thing to write (fluff, action, nsfw, etc.)?
Favorite book(s)?
What's a song that makes you really happy?
THE TAGGED:
huh-its-jean
risathereaper
mikasa-aackerman
attack-on-lys
the-saluting-potato
evaholt
shitty-brat-eren
ask-berik
the-female-jaeger
humanitys-rogue-titan
female-titan-annie
Tagged by halflivedmarco: (Sorry if I didn't understand your question(s) fully. But thank you!!)
So, how did you get into SNK?
I saw a post (one of those picture collage things, yeah???) on my personal tumblr right after the first episode came out and it caught my attention!!! It looked dark and interesting so I decided to watch it and feLL IN LOVE! I thought it was perfect. I started watching it from there. Now I've been working my way through the manga. Thanks, tumblr.
Who is your favorite singer?
I don't have an absolute favorite!! But I do have a last.fm if you're curious.
If you RP, do you keep up on replies?
I definitely try, but I am extremely slow. (I'm sorry!!!)
Do you have any pets?
Yes! We have three cats and a dog.
Do you think ‘Body Electricity’ is real?
Like the concept? Ermmm yeSs? I don't know.
Which of the four Electra Heart archetypes are you? (Housewife, Beauty Queen, Home wrecker, Idle Teen)
Huh, I've never really thought about it!! If you asked me 5+ years ago, I would have definitely said Idle Teen. I guess a mild Beauty Queen? I'm not necessarily looking for anyone/lots of attention... I'm just trying to be the best version of myself I can possibly be. Looking out for me.
Is youth meant to be beautiful?
In terms of looks and according to society, yes. Youth is supposed to be your "prime". Unfortunately it's not always the case. Youth can be very ugly! When you're young you're still struggling to figure out who you are, what you like, what you want to do with your life, etc. And it's something that carries on PAST what people assume are your "prime years". People are changing and learning and growing and they can be very unhappy with themselves. Everyone has a unique experience, but usually it takes awhile for people to come to accept themselves, if they ever do. Basically, it can be, but it isn't always.
Do you pretend you are not hurt, and go about the world like you are having fun?
Sometimes, yeah? I feel things pretty strongly. Everyone is different! But personally, I pull away from people when I'm hurt. Being alone is the best kind of healing for me. Unless I feel safe, I don't like showing that side of myself to anyone. So maybe I will fake my way through pain. Whatever I need to do to feel balanced.
Have you ever romanticized Vampires?
Never much? But I've always found them sensual in a way that I know is twisted.
Have you ever lost a person to an anime?
Like they only focused on the anime? I'm not really sure what this means. I'm gonna go with no???
Marco gave a wicked grin as he towered over Risa. Her hands were bound above her head with soft fabric and fastened to the bed. These were the rules they had previously agreed on. “Oh, I have been waiting for this,” he groaned.
He straddled her hips and leaned down, eyes drinking her in. His lips hovered above hers. When she tried to stretch up for a kiss, he just pulled back with a smile. And when he was met with an icy glare he just laughed and captured her lips. He felt her buck against him when his tongue touched hers, unable to use her hands to touch him in any other way. He suckled her bottom lip and bit it gently before pulling away. His hands were free to roam every inch of her body. Yes, this is exactly what he wanted.
Marco leaned in and nuzzled his nose into Jean’s neck. It was one of his favorite spots to target because he knew how sensitive it was. He loved the way Jean would squirm underneath him when he straddled his hips. He kissed the area slowly and delicately and heard Jean giggle at the sensation. The soft vibrations rumbled through his chest. Marco’s lips curved into a smile. He continued to kiss and lick at the flesh while his hands roamed freely in Jean’s hair. Marco hummed, moving to the other side of his neck. He grazed his teeth over the skin and exhaled hotly over it. He pulled the flesh up, sucking gently. He moaned into it, the obscene noises causing him to grind down. He didn’t miss the whimper that slipped past Jean’s lips. He leaned back to admire his work. “Mmm,” Marco sighed. “I love your neck.”
