Aguril catchall

[stopfen]

Who: Mikasa and open with some closed prompts
When: Throughtout the month
Where: Mainly in Aefenglom
What: Full moon things and quests plus some investigating
Warnings: Some body horror for the full moon and some casual parital nudity, will add more if needed

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[usurpers]

[ the dragon's breathing, a massive, raggedy shake against bones, is inhaled and held as he rights himself, looks to nothing, but sees everything: misplaced.

he knew what he wanted in his heart but he'd question time and time again, was that truly a possibility or just some raging fever dream? how could anyone, especially mikasa, want to live with him again? why would anyone live with him at all? "because i like you" isn't something he could change, but it didn't mean he didn't still question it. ]

I don't know . . . Where to start. [ it was so much easier said than done. when eren had his charges of confident energy and resolute certainty, he'd say i'll live the life i was born to live, but what kind of life was that? another of violence? it was a choice that haunted him and compelled him to the point that he would always think he'd choose it over peace. that, or almost always, but was almost any better? it was a lie to comfort a shattered piece of glass heart that was barely keeping it together.

with a thickness forming at the back of his throat and songbirds beginning to sing to signal a coming sunrise, perhaps in the next hour, eren takes his first step and hushes past his teeth: ] I need to go.

[ and maybe just lay down and think while getting his neck healed. ]

[stopfen]

[Eren...The fae took a sharp breath. One loud enough that her ears twitched as it cut through the strange, uneasy silence that had settled between them. Mikasa wading a slow step forward, enough for her shoulders to poke above the water's surface.

Did she comfort? Like he'd said, he wasn't sure where to start. But neither was she. She wasn't sure how to live in a place that didn't have constant fighting. She'd wanted to be a farmer. To live a simple life. And now she had that opportunity, she couldn't settle. Constantly on edge that something would happen. It had always been a distant dream.

A dream was different to reality.

And in their reality that peaceful dream was just that. Wasn't it? Something impossible, something that could only be seen when they closed their eyes.

Her face was pale, more so than usual as she looked at him. With the same sad eyes she'd had when she'd found him in Libero. Mouth closing silently, taking a small step to duck the spines that ran along his body, just in case. Head dipping, hiding her face.

She couldn't stop him from going...She never had been able to.]