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I want to rest. I want to breathe quietly again.
Tennessee Williams, A Streetcar Named Desire
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Thoughts on your father?
❝He meant well.❞
❝...Father’s day, huh. ❞
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WARMTH exudes from porcelain, gentle features softening upon catching glimpse of bronzed flesh. she’s been away for what felt like an ETERNITY, & seeing such a familiar face had undoubtedly been easy on tired, jaded emeralds.
❝ psssst, ❞
Eren stares at her for a brief moment, taking her features in & trying to remember who she is-- her face was definitely familiar, but it’s been such a long time--- Oh. It’s that girl. All he remembers at the moment is the yelling between them from their last interaction. He doesn’t want to deal with that right now, it’s obvious by the tired look in his eyes that they both seem to share, so he gives her a small nod & hopes that his human interaction skills aren’t that bad for this moment.
❝--Hah?❞
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“Is that why you’ve got scuff marks on your knees where it looks like you’ve been sliding on the ground playing soccer? You’re a shitty liar.”
Reiner leans back against the wall next to Eren, crossing his arms over his chest and resting his head against the painted brick. He’s thoughtful for a moment, then adds,
“If you think it sounds lame, you’re wrong. After all, what’s a good offense with no defense? Sure, you can hit shit all day long, but what happens if you’ve slipped up and now someone wants to hit y o u?”
He’s a shitty liar alright. He didn’t expect Reiner to believe him either, they’ve known eachother for long enough to read eachother. Or well, at least Reiner can do that, because Eren’s a damn open book. He grumbles out a “gimme a break” as he huffs slightly & goes back to his lunch, aka the granola bar. He’s trying really hard, alright. He had to find some way to get his mind off things, and that way is sweating and kicking people’s asses. Figuratively and literally.
❝I just wait for the opportunity to jump back on them and beat the shit out of them. Simple as that.❞
A quick reply without second thought to the other’s question as he’s staring ahead at the people walking back and forth through the room. He’s always been envious of Reiner. This guy can pretty much ace all kinds of sports, whereas the last time he’s fully gotten into a sport his opponent ended up without a tooth. And then there’s the fact he has to focus on his stupid studies. School is getting on his damn nerves.
❝You’re the one good with defense, y’know.❞
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Just tired… ❝Bullshit, Eren. You need a break. You’re not just tired.❞
The scientist seems frustrated, to say the least. ❝Levi’s worked up over your health, and I can’t let him see you like this, again.❞ They hesitated for a few moments, biting their lip. ❝Dammit, this is my fault. Come on, Eren, you’re gonna lay down in my office.❞
Is it really that obvious? Eren had noticed something was wrong, but he simply brushed it away. If it became something to worry about, his body would heal by itself--he relied on that fact, ignoring whatever small wounds he’d get. But his body is still human, and human bodies have their limit, don’t they.
He hates it when people worry about him & he doesn’t like sitting around and doing nothing (even if it’s for his own well being), but if Hanji themself is worried about his situation--it should mean it’s something serious, no?
Even so.
❝It’s not your fault. I’ll take a quick break, I don’t need to lay down. We have things to do, and I want to be there. I’m sorry if I’m making you and the Captain worry.❞
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“Yes. She told me to come and get you when it was done.” The quiet raven says, watching the boy closely. She doesn’t know why Carla asked her to do it all of a sudden, but she is not one to disobey.
❝Does that mean she won’t scold me?❞
The boy lets out a small yawn, finally sitting up after having a quick fight with the covers who ended up tangled around his feet. He had not managed to fall asleep until late, but he won’t mention that to Mikasa and his mother.
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Imagine your icon running into the ocean only to be promptly hit by a wave and knocked over.
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My veins are filled with stories of survival.
Michelle K., What Keeps Me Up At Night #147.
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Reiner’s watching him almost fondly, although he knows that the rage with which he throws his punches is one to be feared. He’s seen it before– the kind of anger that’s so deeply embedded in one’s soul that it takes over their entire being– and he knows how dangerous it can be. He calls Eren over with a shout and a tip of his head, and once he’s close enough, Reiner leans forward to ask,
“Have you ever thought about judo lessons?”
He quit. Karate, that is. He had no other choice, it distracted him too much. Mikasa and Armin had continuously insisted he had to focus on school, that he can’t afford to fail. He knew that, but he kept hesitating. Karate was his only escape; it was the only distraction that made him release everything he built up inside, that everything he refused to ever mention.
Leaning against a wall and mindlessly chewing on a granola bar, he looks up from his phone after hearing the other’s voice calling him. He raises a brow slightly, not expecting that kind of question.
❝...Hah? Judo?❞
Isn’t that thing all about defense? No way in hell Eren could get into that.
❝I told you I’m staying away from stuff that isn’t school for now, haven’t I.❞
He says as he’s been sneaking out for soccer matches for the past days.