Amir416

Thump. Thump. Thump. The rapid beating of your heart rings in your ears. Your breath is ragged. A disgusting sticky mixture of sweat and blood holds your hair against your face. Thump. Thump. Thump. You try focus all your attention on the accelerated beats. Try to distract yourself from the excruciating pain in your arm, or rather, where your arm should be. Blood actively pours from your right shoulder, where the arm has been ripped off by a titan. Your other arm is holding tightly onto the tree in which you’re hiding. You cling onto the trunk of that tree as if your life depends on it, as if your grip on the tree would be strong enough

Part 1 Armin squeezes my hand back. My grip on his hand is not deadly or too firm, but is still secure. I don’t want to let go. I can’t let go. I look up at him, taking his handsome features. I hope the babies look like him. But I suppose it’s a bit early to be thinking about that type of stuff, but then again, is it ever too early for anything in a pregnancy? Sure, it feels like I’m going to be pregnant for the rest of eternity right now, but in reality, it’s only nine short months. Armin notices my staring and looks down at me, a glimmer of something I can’t quite figure out in his eyes. It looks hopefu

“Mikasa…” You groan, calves burning, slowly dragging your legs to a stop. You heave over, hands on your knees as you struggle to inhale raspy breaths. Sweat drips down your face, stinging your eyes. “Mikasa, I can’t do this anymore.” “(Y/N).” She sighs, backtracking a few steps from in front of you to return to your side. “C’mon, let’s go. We still have five miles to run.” Your already failing breathing hitches. Five miles? Now way in hell could you do five more miles! You open your eyes to squint up at her. “Mikasa, please.” “Begging isn’t going t

I hum a happy little tune as I lazily stroll around the small flower shop. The bright colors and sweet aroma surrounding me just adds to the happiness building up in my chest. Finally, I have an idea of what I want. I select some white flowers to be in the center of my bouquet. I decide on some pink and blue as well, along with a sprig or two of tiny green flowers. I hold all of the flowers up, examining the final product. The bouquet isn’t very big or flashy, but I’m sure that Armin is going to love it either way. At least, I hope he does. I make my way to the counter, greeting the cashier with a smile. “I hope that you f

Listen My heart tingles. Frick Frick Frick I can't get it out of my mind. Can't get them out of my mind. I see a flower. All I notice is that it's their favorite color. (Y/N). I see a book in the window of a store. My mind automatically goes to a time when she was reading this book herself. She looks beautiful when she reads... is that creepy? I hope not. I see a flash of (h/c) in a crowd. For a moment, I get excited. I realize that it's not her, and I frown. I can't get them out of my mind. I tell myself that we're just friends. That I only see her as a friend. You're a liar. I tell myself that the only reason that everything make

Dang these stupid emotions! Of course it's just my luck that I develop a strong crush on (Y/N), and her being my best friend too! Normally, I'd just convince myself to talk to the lady of my interest, but not this time, not (Y/N). I know when to show some freaking respect, especially to my best friend. (Y/N) doesn't like me that way, never could.... never would. There's no point in me even trying. But that doesn't change the fact that I'm stuck here with all these stupid emotions. I push out a frustrated sigh, opening my Spotify app. It's stupid, I know, but I'm going to make a playlist, just for her. I click on the setting to create a new

“Hey sweetie!” your husbands voice sings through the phone speaker. “How’s your break going?” You laugh, still surprised by this sudden call. “It’s good. Though I hate to admit that it’s not much of a break when you call me in the middle of it.” “Heh, yeah, sorry about that…. Well anyways…” You don’t know what it is about his tone, but something sets off a mental alarm. “Reiner…” You mutter, scared to ask if anything is up. “Okay, so I actually didn’t call just to say hi. We actually have a bit of a problem. Don’t freak

Dear(Y/N) Do you remember the day we first met? I do. I swear, I thought you were an angel, although I suppose that wasn't far off from the truth. "Hey! Those belong to my parents!" The older boy throws my beloved books on the ground, mud splattering the precious covers. I scramble on the ground towards the books, hoping to preserve what I can. "Wait. What makes you think that I'm done with you?" Someone yanks on my collar, pulling me up to face them before I can reach the books. I look at dark eyes with a fearful stare. This is it. My impending doom, until... "Hey! Blockhead! Why doncha leave the poor kid alone!" I look around the boy to

Listen Now, I've heard there was a secret chord That David played, and it pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music, do you? It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth The minor fall, the major lift The baffled king composing hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah You twirl your hips slightly, admiring the way the dress flows around your legs. "You look stunning." A soft voice comments from behind you. You lift your gaze to the mirror in front of you to see your reflection joined by your brother. You grin at him. It wasn't often that you received a compliment from the stupid horseface, but then again, today was a s

"Okay, (L/N), I've got a challenge for you." Jean smirks. "What sort of challenge?" You question, intrigued. "The hardest sort. I want you to talk to me every day. Go on dates with me. Kiss me, hug me. Treat me like I'm the most important person in the world to you, and I'll do the same." "Uhm, this sounds stupid. You know, there are better way to ask a girl out Kirstchien." You look at him as if he's a complete idiot for making such a suggestion, which of course, he is. "I know that. I'm not asking you out, I'm making a challenge. If I can get you to fall in love with me within a month, I win. But, if at the end of the month, you haven't