#dear commander dawk

[dearcommanderdawk]

Dear Commander, do you have any pets?

“I call him Sir Erwin Too-Handsome-Too-Sexy-For-Nile-Dawk Smith.

Well, no. His name is Levi. I’m not kidding on that one.”

"Honest." 

[dearcommanderdawk]

Dear Nile Dawk, Cdr? Tell us more about your father, what was he like, and what did he do for a living, and what was it like being raised by him?

“He is a man of principles, with family as his most valued priority. He is somewhat passive to emotions, a little cold and stern too. If you meet him for the first time, you would think he is an unapproachable man.

And if you see us standing side-by-side, you wouldn’t have guessed that we are related. He has blue irises, a slightly brighter blue than Erwin’s…brown wavy hair, a fair complexion complete with freckles on his cheeks and neck. I have my mother’s looks the most.

My father works as a mining merchant. He owned a few quarries in the western part within Wall Rose, and usually does business with the nobles and the military; supplying metals for decorative purposes, and sometimes for the production of the 3DMG. Half of my connections to these rich people were made by him. Err, of course…not my entry to the Military Police…that one, I chose and earned it on my own.

Some would say I am lucky to be raised by a man like my father. I grew up without having to go through the trouble of getting food on the table, and every day I got to learn from books, and every night I got the comfort of a bed. I didn’t have to worry much about torn clothes, or lost items, or sicknesses. My father provided them without much hesitation.

The only thing I wished from him was his comfort.” 

“I don’t resent him for not showing that he cared for me, though. I knew he is a loving husband and a caring a father; always concerned about others around him. Perhaps he just didn’t know how to express it…perhaps he just didn’t want to show that he cared, so that me and my siblings would grow up to be strong and safe on our own, and stand up again whenever someone pushes us down.”

"I remembered how worried he looked when I joined the military. Yet, he didn’t say a word about it to me. I had a feeling he was disappointed, that I chose a dangerous path instead of helping him flourish the family’s business.

But I tried my best to be a good and strong soldier. I wanted him to be proud of me…I wished he is.”

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[ …sorry if i made the father…rather different than nile himself ;w; before this i used to have this unpopular headcanon that nile is irish or half-irish so yeah i thought it’ll be nice to use it here 

and ugh stupid headcanon backstory totally irrelevant with the real nile dawk i’m so sorry ]

[dearcommanderdawk]

[ oooohhh hello new followers! ;u; welcome to my humble commander dawk blog!

thank you and wow i'm 4 followers short to a hundred (yeah this is not a popular ask blog and i'm not always around too) i think once i reach that number i'll draw a shirtless / naked nile dawk for everyone to see idk take your pick ]

[dearcommanderdawk]

"Oh dear, that must be quite distressing," a young sympathetic Garrison nurse passes him a small box of sweets; the poor man really seemed like he needed it more than she did. "Have you talked to your parents about finding you a wife? Or are they very picky? I know my father is terribly picky in his search for my future husband..." (snk ask/rp blog is asknursezahara)

[ mun will take this as an rp if that’s okay ;w; ]

It took a while for Nile to note who was talking to him. He actually never expected anyone that day, let alone a nurse from the Garrison. As much as he wanted to ask why she was in front of his office, in the Military Central, he felt like minding his own business was the best thing to do.

And comprehending her words…did she eavesdrop on him reading his letters aloud…especially the ones sent anonymously? He knew he should have kicked out of the habit, and knowing that someone could hear him …well, it sure was embarrassing.

Nevertheless, courtesy is courtesy.

“…thank you, miss,” he said, as he took the box that was offered to him and gave her a small smile. A little talk with the missus wouldn’t harm. After all, he was on his cigarette break.

“…my parents are picky, yes. I’m their only son left, so they tend to be a little too strict on me. But I understand.” He took a long puff of his cigarette and smiled at the nurse again. “I think your father is just the same. He probably loves you a lot…doesn’t want you to get the wrong husband and live in the wrong life…”

[dearcommanderdawk]

Dear Commander Dawk - what do you think you'd look like as a 'titan?'

“I haven’t seen a Titan in years until recently, when the Titan boy and the Titan girl made a mess in Stohess, and nearly caused my own head under the blade. So, assuming by logic that a human could take a form of a Titan that looked totally different from your usual, every day ones…I might look like this…?”

"Still ugly."

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[ this is mun’s personally-made titan nile sorry he isn’t that grand ;;w;; ] 

[dearcommanderdawk]

Dear Commander, do you ever have to deal with the overly amorous advances of bored noble women?

“Yes, I have. There are noble women who…seemed to want more than just a casual chat over a glass of vine with me. Guess it’s not easy to run away from them when you’re probably the only man who went to balls and parties without a partner…”

"I try not to fall for them though…there would be too many problems if I did. Not only are they nobles – a high status I’m not compatible with, definitely – most of them are engaged, even married to other men. There are widows and divorcees as well, but, due to the age gap and the possibility that they clung to me only to be reminded of their husbands…I don’t think there’s any potential between us. Some of them bribed me to their err…beds, which would be very bad for my position as the Chief of the Military Police if I should so wish to accept it for my personal gain…

Also, I don’t think my parents would like it. They’ll think I’m being disrespectful to women in general by playing with them this way.

…I don’t understand. I’m not attractive…at least not like Erwin or Mike. I’m plain at most, not that sociable, awkward as well…I’m not a lady’s man, that’s for sure. I don’t deserve this much attention, personally speaking.”

[dearcommanderdawk]

Do you know who Simon Blackquill is? What about drawing hin with Nile? Pleaaaaaase~~~~

"…wait…this doesn’t seemed correct…

…I am sorry…I’m afraid I don’t know who…Simon Blackquill is. And pardon my drawing…I’m not a master in fine arts.”

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[ i’m not familiar with simon blackquill but i think i had seen him before…

but nile sure didn’t ]  

[dearcommanderdawk]

Aw Dawk, you shouldn't have! Do you cook?!... I hate cooking! Marry me D':! Btw, I'm a 25 years old miss (: (Mun, thank you for remembering my birthday! You made my day :3)

“I live alone in a house equipped with a large kitchen. It’ll be a shame not to put those gas stoves in good use. Though, I have to admit, my cooking isn’t that good. My mother’s cooking is way better…my skills in it are only basics that she taught me. And I thought all women love to cook, married or not…? Or does this only apply to women living within Wall Siena, considering food supplies and choices of raw ingredients are more extensive here?

…oh. I…well…I never had a…a woman courting me like this before and…umm…such a strange way of seeking courtship from a man…

B-but, don’t you think I deserve to know who you are first? You always send letters in my inbox yet I don’t know who you are, how you looked like or where you live. Even if I agree to err…marry you, you still have to go through my parents for their approval and blessings…which, I must say, is a really hard process.”

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edit: [ no problem! mun is happy to know that anon is happy and hoped that anon had a wonderful birthday uvu ]