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Your heart is beating painfully hard in your chest. Your breath is short and shallow, your vision glazy and your limbs feel like jelly. But you keep on running, occasionally having to jump from roof to roof. You can hear the titan behind you, a 15 meters class, grotesquely out of proportions and grinning like a maniac. If only you can reach that tower over there, you can use your 3D maneuver gear to finish it off. Boom… Boom… You can feel the hair on your neck rising as a shudder travels down your spine. And suddenly, it’s way too quiet. You glance over your shoulder, just in time to see the titan rushing forward, mouth

The rhythmic sound of hooves against stone echoes through the streets of Trost. Young and old gather at the very edge of the district, eager to catch a glimpse of the river of green cloaks moving towards Wall Rose like a tide. The sun is shining on a bright blue sky, mirroring the mood of the masses below. They talk eagerly to each other, laughing, pointing and waving. The crowd is having an obvious effect on the soldiers. Many of them puff their chests up, smile and wave back. You catch Hans winking at a couple of swooning teenage girls and Marika elbowing him in the ribs. This situation would have looked quite different five years ago. Fro

Warning! Some slightly mature content ahead (didn't think it was bad enough to put a mature content tag on though. Please tell me if you disagree cx) After that encounter, you found yourself tagging along with Riko more and more often when she went to visit Kiyoshi. And after a while, she began asking you to take the trip alone, due to her being a bit short on time. You gladly accepted, usually bringing with you three cans of your favorite soda and a bag of brown sugar candy. When you asked Genji-san if he’d be okay eating that, he answered that if it killed him, he would die with a smile on his lips and a maiden at his side, which was

“The real lover is the man who can thrill you by kissing your forehead or smiling into your eyes or just staring into space.” ― Marilyn Monroe “What’s the matter, (First Name)? I haven’t seen you this down in a while,” your father asks over his steaming mug of coffee. “Nothing,” you reply, absently fiddling with your (h/c) hair. “Uh-huh. Tell that to the neglected piece of bacon you’ve been pushing around on your plate for the last quarter,” your dad has always been of the opinion that if someone doesn’t eat all their bacon, they have to be sick or depressed in s

You plop down in the seat opposite of Marika and Hans in the Mess Hall. “What’s up with that sulky expression? Makes me want to slap you,” the blonde notes, pointing his fork at your face. You frown. “I’m not sulking. I’m just… sort of grumpy…”   “Yeah, remind me what the difference is again?”   “The same as between honey colored and golden,”   “Darn, now you’re really looking to get slapped,” you can’t resist sticking out your tongue at him. “Bring it on, Goldilocks,” “You listen to me, missy, ‘cause I ain’t

Snippets. Brief images, sounds, smells and sensations. A soft voice. A warm hand gently stroking your head. The smell of spring and sunshine. A smile and a laugh full of joy. But most of all, a song, a lullaby, quiet and beautiful. Those are the only memories you have of your birthmother. Ghostly. Distant. Like an echo. So vague, that you sometimes wonder if they’re just dreams. Illusions, wishful thinking, consolation when you lay in your bed at the orphanage, cold, lonely and thinking the whole world was against you. The orphanage was poor, hence, they could not afford heating throughout the whole winter. Most of the children slept i

WARNING! Contains spoilers about Shingeki No Kyojin Ilse No Techou. If you haven't watched it already, you can watch it here Despite galloping at full speed, you still can’t catch up with your Squad Leader. Geez, what kind of weird stuff does she feed her horse with? Being, well, herself, there is actually a good chance that she might’ve spiked her horse’s hay with something weird.  You just never know with that woman. I swear, it’s not long before she’s going to start putting weird things in our food as well… Better not to think about that though… You lean forward in your saddle, lengthening Dance

WARNING: Some bad language ahead! “There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment.” - Sarah Dessen, The truth about forever You soar through the air, shooting out another wire and letting yourself be pulled forward by the hips. That feeling… Nothing beats it. The wind in your hair, the ground so far below you, the sky so close that you almost feel like you can touch it… You love using 3D maneuver gear. Love it. You feel so free, so… light… Like you can fly away like a bird at any moment. Soaring higher and higher, until

Authors Note: This part contains spoilers from Shingeki no kyojin Ilse no techou (Ilse's notebook) If you haven't seen it yet, you can see it here :) Two years later (year 850) The sound of the bells resonates through your body. You take a deep breath, clenching Dancers reins. “Gates open in 30 seconds! All hands, prepare to leave!” The Commander’s strong voice declares from the head of the formation. Your heart is beating with painful force in your chest. I never seem to get used to this, you think to yourself, nervously adjusting your position in the saddle. “Ahhh! This is tantalizing!” Hanji suddenly compla

It's the most wonderful time of the year There'll be much mistletoeing And hearts will be glowing When loved ones are near It's the most wonderful time It's the most wonderful time It's the most wonderful time It's the most wonderful time of the year You carefully remove the red and gold paper, savoring the anticipation, that lingering feeling of excitement. You already know what it is. It can’t be anything else. Riiiip! The anticipation becomes too much for you; the last piece of wrapping is torn off and thrown aside hastily. Your eyes widen. Your mouth curves into a huge smile. “Thank you so much!” You turn on yo