゚ 〢 ✕ // 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 ⸻ // ⌜ accepting / @traeumeri ⌟ asked :
❛ all i’ve ever wanted to be was useful ❜
𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒕𝒐 𝒂 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒆 / atrous fate dripping cramoisie. that forgotten fury wraps over him like a smoldering blade, molded to the crook of his wits ; that awful bend where his heart should be. where it must be— but you can’t hear it. not anymore. not under the song of early morning’s vapour, bleeding orange in dawn’s light. casting nothing but shadow over you both.
no— there’s nothing for you to hear anymore . what once fed a steady melody now bleeds nothing but silence through the wind’s heavy howl. beneath it, the ocean only weeps by your tandem . he is the moon & he pulls the tide. your dam’s been constructed from branches piled through the years. contrived by the decade. words upon words of reassurance and hope : all he ever knew to provide . music woven by the sheer will of his fire. a constant call to action. he is an unstoppable force———— but you are no immovable object .
you : docile / fragile , seen malleable as you have always been. he’d pushed for your strength outside of your words and now all he sees is what becomes of you without them. without him . a single cast of his will and you’re shipwrecked, twisted to lost bits of driftwood spread across a vast, wide open sea. eyes lost , looking for what went wrong. why you couldn’t see the fissures in darkness before. you are destined to lose yourself no matter how long you search for every last piece of debris. as if wood could never look like more than paper. pages of painted stories beyond your own imagination . of monsters in the lagoons you’d never seen, spinning rites of passage beyond those of your kind.
you were the one who saw a lesson in every tale. you were the one who saw knowledge in those books. you were the one who read about the songs of the ocean. and now you are the one to face everything he’s tuned through this twisted cacophony.
❛ well , armin … ? ❜ he looks up from the shadow of his eyes, a flash of unplaceable tension in their grit. ❛ were you ? ❜
they warned you not to play with sirens .
maybe next time , 𝑦𝑜𝑢'𝑙𝑙 𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛 .
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—— SUNSET BREEZE AND ALL, Jean didn’t realize the beauty of the landscape could never be fulfilled. With the dangers that lie just beyond the cliffs sides of these mountains in the distance, and the woeful desolace concerning the lack of animals within the island. Meat is extremely rare find. Gathering hunters from the outer districts hasn’t given anyone the answer to their prayers. “In having all these titans runnin’ around, livestock is damaged til’ we get some foreign countries to trade for our alien soil or whatever they called it at HQ.”
@traeumeri / ♥ ’ D THIS FOR A STARTER !!
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