pieck/annie, things that weigh on your mind. T rating.
they’re laying side by side, faces turned towards each other, with half-worn bedsheets bunched up around their bodies, the night an overhanging veil of gloom. they’ve been here before, many times, always the ritual of annie slipping into pieck’s bed at night when she can’t sleep. she says as much every time she walks in when the moon has dwindled to a fleeing silver, gives the same explanation: it’s too hard to sleep in my room. the real reason, which pieck begins discerning soon after the first ten times it happens, is: i’m frightened, and i can’t stand to be alone with my thoughts. she sees it in the trembling palms of her ambivalent hands, the way her fingers dig into the side of her long sleeves, the penitential gloom annie always falls into. each time, pieck simply nods and lays there in the dark, peering at her through diaphanous eyelashes, and lets her warmth and breathing lull her into a better escape. she never probes, simply gives her a safe space away from prying questions.
tonight annie looks different. she usually feels a hundred times older, her world-weariness cavitating itself into her shoulders. but now she peers at pieck with so much blue in her eyes, such a far cry from her usual dreamless stare, that she looks for a moment like the world’s most young and vulnerable girl. as pieck brushes a stray strand of hair behind annie’s ears, she feels a question working its way into the shape of annie’s voice.
do you think people like us can ever be forgiven? annie asks, her voice coming out choked and ensnared in the stale midnight air.
pieck’s face is calm, but she feels a vise settling itself into her throat as she replies. she’s thought too often about the same thing. she lets a hard truth fall from her lips. it’s alright if we can’t, annie. nobody leaves this world with their hands clean.
and annie, understanding that this is the only lifeline available to monsters like her— a necessary one if she wants to avoid tormenting herself to madness— curls her fingers around pieck’s soft hands.
The ending illustration for Shingeki no Kyojin Season 4 Episode 16 (Also episode 75 total and the end of the first cour), featuring Pieck and Gabi drawn by animation director Kishi Kaori!
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Attack on Titan art for the finale. Attack on Titan has officially ended after 11 years and 7 months. Thank you Mr. Hajime Isayama!
I’ve only started AOT last year but I really felt so connected to them. The story, the characters, everything about AOT just feels like home to me despite its heavy themes and brutal nature, I felt like I’ve found my home or somewhere I belong to.
I’m definitely broken about AOT ending but Isayama will finally be free for after so many years, I have nothing but thanks, gratitude and respect for him. I will forever be grateful to him for sharing us his wonderful story. It has been a wild and incredible journey. It has been so fun being in this fandom, I’ve been dedicating all my time and fan arts for this manga and for Isayama, and it’s the best thing I ever did. I met people and made friends through this story.
I truly love Attack on Titan and it is hard to say goodbye. I’m beyond blessed that I was able to be immersed in this masterpiece. Thank you to everyone involved in this masterpiece, especially to Mr. Hajime Isayama. Thank you for almost 12 years of greatness. Attack on Titan is a treasure, a modern masterpiece and a classic that will always be remembered for many years and will remain as one of the best stories to exist.
ps. I will not leave the fandom and will continue making aot fanarts.
(AOT Spoilers) I like to believe in the afterlife, the characters get to live in the alt. paths. This is Hange’s based off of a ton of meme’s. Fit’s them just right I think.
I can’t believe I did Pikuhan before Yumihisu but that’s because they make me cry less. I have a love/hate relationship with this series but I can at least enjoy the love stories.
I have this PokoPiku backstory idea that is basically a massive headcanon dump. I have some 3,000 words written but something is not working so it probably won’t see the light of day. Here are some scenes the corresponding excerpts owo/
[1]
Porco undid the hair clip and put his hair back up neatly. It was time for a visit to the barber. His undercut was completely gone.
Calm days like this, when his only concern was his signature hairstyle, were a sorrowful bliss. He knew his time was numbered. He counted it with every laughter he got from Pieck. In this sieged world with no future, eight years sounded close enough to forever. They would die in one of those expeditions if they were lucky. Otherwise, someone else could have her after he expired. Worst case scenario, he could fix her up with Reiner. That tacky hunk was a try-hard but he was a capable try-hard.
Like hell he was. If Reiner was capable, Marcel would not have died.
Who was Marcel?
Who was Pieck?
Porco froze in confusion.
[2]
“Where are we?” Porco asked.
“Must be one of the Warrior confinement traps,” Marcel sighed, “let’s see when Commander Magath will let us out.”
Porco had heard of those traps for immuring misbehaving Warriors. You could not beat someone into subservience when they turned into a man-eating monster with the smallest open wound. On the other hand, they lasted longer than a normal person without food and water. The constant state of hunger and complete isolation in such cramped space could drive one crazy faster than any beating. It was one of the most haunting memories of the past Carts Pieck had shared with him.
[3]
“Porco, are you with me? Do you hear me?”
Porco just stared in silence, still stunned from the scene in his mind.
He didn’t. She asked him to follow her voice but he didn’t even hear her.
Porco forced himself to focus, then blink slowly. Pieck sighed in relief and returned a weak smile. If that simple blink was enough of a sign that he was conscious, Porco could not imagine how he looked a moment ago.
“See? He’s fine. Please relax, War Chief.” Pieck turned around to the direction of the troop on standby.
“Good,” Zeke said, releasing his grip on the blade. A string of steam escaped his palm as it healed. “Let go, Galliard.”
That was when Porco realized he was looking at Pieck on her Titan’s nape because the Cart’s entire head was in his mouth. Her armour was completely distorted, baring her nape. His teeth impaled the iron mask and sank into her skull. It was Pieck’s blood he was tasting.
[4]
He still had a bunk bed. Only the lower bunk had beddings.
Pieck shot him a knowing smile, and sat on the bed.
Porco walked over and rested his head on the bed frame. They would get rid of it soon. No one was going to sleep in the top bunk anymore. When they bought this new bed two years after Marcel’s departure because Porco had outgrown the old one, he was the one who demanded a bunk bed. He joked that Marcel would get mad if they didn’t even save him a place to sleep after such a prolonged mission.
He could feel Pieck’s gaze but Porco avoided her eyes. They did not need to talk about this now. He was not ready to talk about this now.
“Sit down, Pock,” Pieck said. Porco groaned at the nickname, which prompted a chuckle from her. He was grateful that it kind of eased the tension. Proco thought for a moment, then decided to pull the chair over and sat across from Pieck.
Aside from Jean, Connie and Gabi turning into a pure titan, what really hit me was Pieck’s father turning into a titan.
Looking back a few chapters before, Pieck wanted to give her dad (THE ONLY FAMILY SHE HAD) an access to a better health care but most of all a bright future, so she became a warrior.
They were able to reunite again, even if it’s just for a short time and you can see how both were worried and relieved to see each other again.
But what really saddened me, was how Pieck saw everyone else but most of all her father, who turned into a titan right before her eyes. The only family she had whom she worked hard for and is the sole reason for her warrior candidacy, in order to give him a bright and long future, was gone in an instant.
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