#jxwz

[jinxcdd]

@jxwz x

Jinx barely acknowledged his warning beside a scrunch of her nose in irritation, her eyes focused on the jagged tear on her thigh. Blood oozed from the wound, but it wasn't the first time she had patched herself up. Her fingers worked quickly, almost methodically, as she reached for a needle and thread from her tool station, using the flame from the candle to sterilise the needle. "It aint gonna get infected" she grumbled, but there was a hesitation in her because despite the flicker of annoyance, he was right about her luck.

"I’ll be fine," she repeated, more to herself than to him, as she started stitching up the wound. Jaw clenched as she pulled the thread tight, her skin closing up. Jinx didn't like to be fussed, and Porco hovered over her like a mother hen, sometimes she just needed to remind him that she wasn't some fragile kid.

"You worry too much" she spoke, looking up at him, words falling out of clenched teeth, refusing to admit her defeat at this.

[kxrsch]

| Twist his arm, @jxwz says.

His amusement is much easier to be transparent with than the unexpected wash of relief. When had he started hoarding all that doubt-filled anticipation anyways? Maybe somewhere between realizing the warm bump of knees together could make his laugh stutter and realizing that there were ties that bound them harkening back a few several thousand years to an old blood feud. You know, the usual. Funny how the former seems more capable of spiking his heart rate than the latter these days though…

He slips the joint up behind his ear and wipes the clinging condensation off his palm onto his pant leg, an eye kept on Porco’s retreating back. At least he seems to have found the equilibrium with him again. It can’t all be the work of a promising cold beer, anyway. Not when Porco checks to make sure he is on his heels still as if the idea was his own and not Jeans. And there is that relief again. 

“Could be worse.” His first step out onto the balcony challenges those words when his face is slapped with cold wind. 

“Could always be better,” he grumbles, already disappearing inside the defiant yank of his hood over his ears. The small bench with its squashed pillows and weathered wood can hardly bear them both. He fits himself in his usual place, closest to the wall, sheltered by their modest apartment and Porco’s warm bulk.

“This.” The joint and lighter hefted in his hands. “Is better.”

[foreverascout]

FMK - Reiner, Annie, Eren

@jxwz || FMK

"Y'know," he started, "Puttin' personal opinions aside, I gotta marry Reiner." he decided, using his fingers to count through his reasons.

"Reiner's a solid guy. He's dependable, strong, and even though we've had our differences, he's got a good heart. I feel like marrying him would be the most sensible option. Plus, he's probably the most stable of the three."

Jean then moves on to who he would fuck, a slight smirk playing on his lips. "Fuck Annie, she's got that cold, mysterious vibe, but there's something intriguing about her. She's tough and doesn't take crap from anyone, which I respect. So, yeah, I'd go with Annie for… that."

"As for Eren, it's a tough choice, but if I had to choose, I'd have to kill him. Eren's a good guy at heart, but let's be real, he's got a lot going on. He's unpredictable and has made some pretty questionable decisions".

[moved--naitfall]

continued ask | Porco @jxwz & Levi

Immediately, Porco clips his mouth shut and drops into the nearest chair available. Even if he is already healing—steam spilling out from between his fingers, his bloody bicep clutched tight to his side—there's no way he's going to argue with the Captain. An order is still an order and Porco didn't get this far by disobeying them and defying his superiors. He's not an idiot.

"Sir." It is the only thing he says; his respect shown, authority acknowledged. An effort he hopes that will steer him out from the center of the Captain's ire. And at least the blood on the floor won't stay there for long. . .

They were humans. Alongside them, alongside the soldiers of the Survey Corps, fought those with the power of titans— to transform, to heal, to survive when all hope was lost. The thin line between humans and human-eating monsters shall never be crossed, the warriors' nature, their birth and rights as human beings, shall never be questioned, else their own humanity would be the one to doubt, and Levi had seen with his own eyes countless monsters wearing human skin. They weren’t tools to use until they’d break, to endure such pain and suffering. To be seen as someone inhuman, both a monster and a tool— ‘humanity’s strongest soldier’ wasn’t unfamiliar to that.

He shouldn’t have been worried, and yet he couldn’t divert his eyes when looking at a young soldier, HIS soldier, suffering in pain as if it were natural, whose injuries could have put his life in danger. In disgust he’d stare, for how absurd was the sight before him, yet incredible, to witness wounds close. It was disgust, at the proof of a world that wouldn’t make any sense, and their efforts to give up on reason for the sake of survival.

His intended grouchy mood was cut off by complete obedience. ❝ Make sure you don't die. ❞ He had enough suicidal brats to watch over.

[kxrsch]

Strip.

You First.

[soldiersscream]

@jxwz x

Erwin’s gaze bore into Porco, the weight of his authority pressing down like a storm ready to break. "Good," he replied, his voice steady, unyielding. "Because the rules are there for a reason. They’re not just guidelines to follow when it suits you. They’re what keeps this unit alive."

He paused, letting the silence stretch, his eyes sweeping over the room to ensure that the gravity of his words sank in, not just for Porco but for everyone present. The Scouts were more than just soldiers; they were the last line of defence against humanity's extinction, and discipline was what held them together in the face of that overwhelming reality.

Erwin turned slightly, casting a glance over his shoulder at the other soldier who had been involved in the altercation. The young man stood stiff, trying to mask his discomfort under the Commander’s scrutiny. He hadn’t been as vocal or aggressive as Porco, but his involvement hadn’t gone unnoticed.

"That goes for you as well," Erwin said, his voice cutting through the tension like a blade. "This isn’t about who was winning or losing. It’s about respect for your comrades and the understanding that we’re all in this together. When you let your temper or your ego take control, you’re putting the entire unit at risk."

[astutior]

@jxwz | continued from here.

"Of course not." It's frustrating how quickly Porco can turn genuine concern into some kind of implication. As if Armin would ever suggest he abandon his post. Besides, even if that somehow was the best course of action, he's sure Porco would never agree to it. He takes his role far too seriously. Not to mention he's one of the only people Armin knows who's stubbornness could rival Eren's, and that's really saying something.

He's right though. While a tradeoff would be ideal, several members of the squad are currently off on their own assignments, leaving very few options for substitute guards. Reiner is the first to come to mind, but Armin gets the feeling Porco wouldn't ask Reiner for help if his life depended on it. Forget about night watch. There's also Annie but she isn't really the type to help anyone out when it doesn't suit her. He can already hear her monotone refusal in his head, punctuated with an insult or two, perhaps.

That only leaves one option.

"Take me with you." It isn't a suggestion so much as a request. Armin hadn't been considered for guard duty on this particular evening due to the nature of the titans they'd be looking out for. Quick, agile things that have an unexpected tendency to travel in herds. Armin could easily raise the alarm should they make an appearance, but when it comes down to holding them back, his titan just isn't suited for the job. That's where Porco comes in. The Jaw is perhaps the most mobile of the titans. If the two of them work together, Armin could do the actual lookout work, giving Porco a chance to catch up on some much needed rest.

[mercurialstorm]

❛ you’re not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜

From this

Lyanna's eyebrows quirked, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. "Is that a compliment, Porco?" voice laced with a touch of amusement. "Suppose that's a start to breaking down that infamous reputation,"

She shifted slightly, tilting her head to the side, her gaze roaming over Porco's face as if searching for something. "And what have you heard?"