#I was very much drawing from that 'in space the stars don't twinkle' idea

[amee-racle-ofmyown]

His Light

For the @mysme-rbb ​project

This was a collab with _digitxl_ on Instagram who drew an awesome piece to go with this story! It was great working with her and she's an amazing artist! Check out her piece here!

This was a challenge for me to write and really outside of my comfort zone but I'm glad I did it and I definitely had fun with it! I have a lot of love for Saeyoung, so I hope I managed to portray his character well while carrying through some themes from the Secret Endings. Enjoy! Do let me know your thoughts after reading, I'd love the feedback ^^

Rays of warm sunlight shone down, reflecting in the glassy metal of the car. The engine revved as the vehicle sped across the streets, echoes of cheerful conversation and laughter dancing on the gust of wind left in its wake. The windows were opened as they raced toward their destination, letting in a swift breeze that whipped the girl’s long hair.

Mirae closed her eyes and smiled into the sunshine, enjoying the moment; the steady rhythm of the car, the warmth on her face, the air racing past her ears and the voice of the man sitting beside her. His warm, ringing chuckles were bright and alive, and the sound wrapped her heart in a warm, loving embrace.

His laughter spoke of a pure, genuine happiness that he used to think he didn't deserve and would never feel. Hearing it every day made her soul sing.

Saeyoung glanced over to the side and back at the road. His smile widened into a fond expression as he noticed her quietly relishing the sun's gentle caressing.

*

‘You know, you’re so tiny, one of these days I’m going to lose you in a crowd. It’s simply inevitable,’ Saeyoung teased, looping an arm over Mirae’s shoulders.

The girl rolled her eyes, but was used to her boyfriend poking fun at her lack in height and took no offence at this comment.

‘Hey, it’s not my fault I’m short,’ she giggled.

Though she enjoyed the feeling, she slowly removed his arm and opted to link his hand with hers instead, so they were able to walk more comfortably past the bustling storefronts.

It was a lovely day. Saeran had headed out with Achlys to take a walk and make the most of the weather. The two remaining members of the Choi household planned to meet up with them later on to get ice cream and give them a lift home, and the pair decided that they may as well make a day of it. It was so nice outside, after all.

Needless to say, they would likely make several short detours before actually making it to shop for clothes, as they intended.

Mirae abruptly came to a stop and Saeyoung noticed a more focused and curious expression on her face, which soon evolved into an excited one.

Something of interest must have caught her eye, he thought to himself, following her gaze to a cosy-looking bookstore on the street corner. He was right, and she was now promptly tugging his sleeve towards the shop's front entrance.

'Look!' she happily declared once inside, picking up a volume from the shelf that she had somehow spied from the window. 'I've been wanting to read this for a while now.'

She handled the book with care, turning it over in her small hands and skimming the blurb before turning to the first page.

Saeyoung watched her eyes run along the paper, that intrigued, excited glimmer in her eyes.

At times, the realness of the most mundane moments hit him all at once, catching him off guard and fervently squeezing his insides.

This was one of those moments.

The noise of the other customers in the shop seemed to fade into the background as he followed Mirae to the counter. His senses seemed to hyper-focus on her presence; her soft voice as she thanked the cashier, her hands as she took the book, her smile, the starry look in her eyes.

How could an instance so ordinary be so mesmerising? How could it make him so inexplicably and immensely happy?

'Saeyoung?'

Oh, she'd noticed him uncharacteristically quiet. She tends to notice things like that.

Placing the shopping bag over her shoulder, she gently took his hand in one of her own.

This was real. She was right here, with him, and it wasn't a dream or illusion.

He often found himself unable to shake the fear that this happiness would all eventually disappear one day, beautiful but fleeting, like a brilliant flame being snuffed out as quickly as it ignited. Brief, like the bittersweet dance of cherry blossoms on the fickle wind, withering away mere days after the prime of their bloom.

Maybe it was because he still believed he didn't deserve that happiness, no matter how much Mirae assured him that he did. He was afraid, so afraid, that he would lose her. Or that he would lose Saeran once again, his other half, whom he fought so hard to save.

But… the normality of the precious moments they spent together, convinced him that maybe, just maybe, he really could live a normal life and just enjoy the time he had with them both.

The warmth and firmness of her grip, a promise that she would continue to be by his side, almost like a star — constant and unwavering, but never burning out. In the pressing darkness of space that had been his world and that he had been fighting with an artificial torchlight of his own invention, he had found her. Shining through the void but not twinkling. Always present and bright.

He knew she couldn't always be so bright, but as he drew closer he began reflecting her light, and soon he himself was glowing. Maybe he always had been, but she made him feel like he'd never been brighter.

Her light wasn't blinding like the light he'd been shown in his younger years, but warm and comfortable. He knew he would cherish it forever.

He just hadn’t expected to be able to keep it. And now he never wanted to let go.

Between them, they had enough light for the darkest of days, and plenty to share. When he laughed, it felt more sincere than it ever had. There were no more fake smiles, and the darkness receded a little each day. He finally had his brother with him again, not to mention his friends, and her. Things weren’t always perfect, but they were getting better. At last, he felt whole.

*

The main purpose of their shopping trip had devolved into the pair dissolving into quiet fits of giggles at every price tag involving the numbers 6 and 9 consecutively. Each lame or immature joke earned an eye roll from Saeran.

Besides Mirae’s book, the couple’s purchases of that day consisted of matching socks, matching piercings, a palette of makeup that Saeyoung had convinced her to try with him on a promise that he’d take care of applying it, a bag of glow-in-the-dark worms on strings (‘just because’), a cowboy hat each (plus a third which Saeyoung was determined to get his younger brother to wear with them) and probably more stationery than either of them needed because Mirae did not have the self-control to leave that shop without getting something and he found her animated reaction irresistibly adorable (and those cat and spaced themed notebooks and stickers were very cute).

They’d spent some time just walking around, looking at clothes, joking around. Every so often Saeyoung would pick out an item from a railing or shelf that he thought would suit his fiance. They’d taken to trying on different outfits and sporting them in front of the store’s mirrors.

'How can you pull everything off so well?'

'It's a gift, I know,' he playfully replied.

Saeyoung the optimist had hidden in the shadows of his soul for so long, but now he was dancing in the sunshine, the rain and the starlight with her.

#hh the title #I cringe #but I thought of it last minute #Idk what else to call this #also #if you read space boy #I was very much drawing from that 'in space the stars don't twinkle' idea #posting this so last minute aaa #mysme #mysmes #mystic messenger #amee writes #saeyoung choi #luciel choi #707 x mc #707 x oc #saeran x oc #mirae chon oc #cmc #my oc #mysmerbb

[kazoosandfannypacks]

1, 4, 8, 9 and 14 for asks!!

(Okay sorry this is very rambly)

1. what’s your aesthetic?

Oh, darling, YES! Daisies and stars and piracy is a way to put it? I've got this kind of soft pastel daisies and hedgehogs and ukuleles and campers and punchbugs and fireflies and twinkle lights and dandelions vibe but then I also recently have really liked the stars and space and galaxy and flannels and scrunchies and star wars and steampunk vibe and then I also recently have enjoyed the pirates and flowy coats and swords and boats and sails and rope and unnecessarily extra outfits and treasure and romance and old papers and maps and a thirst for adventure aesthetic? Ik that's a lot and those highly contrast. It's a vibe tho, ig. Here's some snippets of aesthetics of mine I guess?

Sources: Inspirobot·my edit·my design

bogkeep on tumblr·my edit and photos·my edit

my edit and mostly my photos·my edit·my edit

4. what’s the closest you’ve come to dying?

Um. Idk? When I was a kid I certainly thought I was gonna die that one time when I was swimming but I can't swim? And I think my sister pulled me out of the way of a car once? And then I suppose I'm pretty close to death when I zipline or do climbing wall at camp and am 40 feet in the air, but even then I have a harness.... WAIT I GOT IT!

One time at school a group of us all decided to go get coffee at, like, 7:45am. My friend and I couldn't drive, so we got a ride from my friend, we'll call him Jerry. Now, Jerry is notorious for waking up five minutes before our eight am class and getting there right on time for it and being tired all the time, but we didn't think much of it. He got there right at 7:45 when we all met up to head out, we got in the car with Jerry, and drove down to the coffee shop. It wasn't very far, but I think both me and my friend knew that Jerry was so tired he was practically already asleep. I wouldn't say that it felt very near-death at the time, but we were the last ones to the coffee shop and the barista could tell Jerry was tired just by looking at him and made his coffee first, despite that he ordered third to last, because he looked like he needed it and that was when my friend and I looked at each other like "dude, we almost died."

8. describe your taste in music?

If it slaps, it slaps! I listen to musicals a lot, and disney movie and show soundtracks *cough cough, tangled*, and christmas music, and christian music (usually small bands that I've seen in person in some way) and also a few songs I'll hear at work or from friends and be like "oh that's a vibe, I like that." Idk if I have a distinct style though, but I definitley like listening to poppy music that feels fun and bouncy, and/or songs that have really deep lyrics or tell a story that I connect with. I find myself listening to a lot of those videos you can find on yt of ben fankhauser or jeremy jordan singing, and I think my favorite song ever is "who I'd be" from shrek the musical. Ik that's a lot I just can't define my tastes idk.

9. who do you love the most in this world?

My little brother! He means the world to me and whenever I'm away from home, he's the one I miss the most <3

14. describe your tattoos/ones you want to have?

Okay so I don't have any tattoos, but I know what I would get! I like the idea of a feather on my ankle- I draw feathers on myself a lot, because sometimes I'll accidentally just draw a line on myself and then make it look intentional by turning it into a feather. I also draw a flower very frequently that would be cool there! I'm most likely to get an arrow on my wrist, because I like the idea that some things have the most value when you let go, but at the same time wrists hurt for tattoos. I also like stars and think they'd be a cool tattoo, but idk where. The final tatoo idea I have for myself is the quote "if it can be broken, it means it still works" from once upon a time because I love it. I write that one on my arm a lot, because it means so much to me, and it always makes me smile when I see it written there!

Thanks for the asks, teacup!

#kazzy answers asks #kazzy rambles #kazzy's kazootuals #star sparkled teacup #introducing me

[dammitadolfnomorecake]

SCSI (shifty eyes and whispers... don't blame me)

The mood throughout the camp was somber. Their numbers only a fraction of what they'd when they rode out from Trost. Everyone had lost someone on, and Eren didn't know what to say or do to help. Especially after being singled out and yelled at by a soldier he didn't even know. It was shit. He knew they had a right to be angry, but he was hurting too. Levi hadn't even spoken since he'd returned from helping kill the remaining wolves. The fact they were even now able to make camp within the walls of Shinganshima was all thanks to the soldiers they'd lost. Hanji and Armin had gone ahead with collapsing part of the wall, the entrance not completely blocked, instead it bottlenecked, only serving to slow the werewolves down. Curled up in front of the fire, Eren kept his face against his knees, trying to drown out the dribbles of conversation around him. He'd failed. He'd failed so fucking hard that more people had died. When the fire started to die, Levi turned in for the night. His boyfriend casting an aura of wanting to be alone, so Eren left him to it. They both could probably do with some space. Gradually, he grew restless from anger, rising to his feet and drawing the attention of Moblit. The only one who actually seemed to be awake "Eren?" "I just need to clear my head. I won't go far" Moblit nodded, the man returning to staring down at the blackening embers. Waiting until he was away from the camp, he shifted. Closing his eyes as his claws dug into the sand over the cobblestone road. No matter how much he'd loved and longed for Shinganshima, it was always going to be a giant graveyard. Some day people would rebuild, but things would never be the same. Opening is eyes, he turned, initially ambling down the street, before working his way into running. Even if he couldn't remember, his feet still knew the way home, his paws thumping against the stone as he raced towards it, like he'd done when was he a human kid. Finding his house just as flattened as he remembered it, he wanted to throw his head back and howl. The only thing stopping him was the possibility of drawing more wolves. Forcing himself to face the reality in front of his eyes, he padded over to the destroyed building, before shifting back and taking a piece of roof tile into his hand. This wasn't fair. He'd come home. He'd come home and there was nothing. No ghosts. It might have been a selfish wish to see his mother again. Or even his father. But for a place dripping with death, there wasn't even a ghost around to tell the story. Instead, the night had become eerily silent. The stars mocking them with twinkle. He was once again trapped in a cage, and couldn't even see a way out of it anymore. This was the life he'd thought he'd wanted, or, at least in part it was. He'd thought he'd always be a normal human, with a pathetic crush on his hero. Now he was the most hated person in the world, pregnant to what would be the second most hated person in the world. It wasn't fair. If there were people in this world that could carve out some small piece of happiness, why wasn't he allowed? He didn't ask to be different. He didn't ask for the ability to shift or for the ability to fall pregnant. All he'd wanted was for break down the walls and find a way to liberate humanity from their role as fodder. Hanging his head, tears streamed down his face. Tomorrow they'd ask him to shift to clear the rubble... tomorrow he could lose his baby... another senseless death. * Unable to sleep, Levi wasn't surprised when Eren left. He also wasn't surprised when his boyfriend returned in tears. Sliding up behind him, Eren cold hand grabbed his as he shook "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry" "No... you're not to blame" "I went home... I'm going to have shift tomorrow" Rolling over, Levi shook his head. He didn't care if there wasn't another way. They'd made one. He'd lost his team to this shitty hellhole. He couldn't lose his family.... "You can't. You were in so much pain earlier" "There's no other way..." Eren's voice broke, pulling his hand over to rest on his stomach "I don't know how to protect it... I don't want to lose it, but... there's no other way" "There's always another way. We'll make another way. I can't... Eren, I can't lose you or the baby. And not here" "There's no other way. The house, its gone. The roof's over the rubble... even if we wanted to find out more about my family, we need to clear it to get in" "Then we'll use the horses" "Levi, there's no space. I don't know what to do" "Take me there?" "To my home?" "Now. While everyone is sleeping.... I want to see it. I want to see where you came from. I want to see if we can find another way" "It's cold. You'll need your cloak" "You won't keep me warm?" Eren sighed, his boyfriend sitting up, taking his hand off his belly and looking him in the eye "You're acting strange" He probably was. But this was Eren's fault. He'd changed him. The brat has wormed his way into his mind, twisting through his walls and cocooning around his warped emotions "I don't want to lose you, or our baby" "I know that. But we're still expected to do our jobs. Erwin isn't going to try and find another way, not when he has a convenient tool like me" "You're not a tool. With your strength and mine, we'll find another way" "Ok..." Eren kept a tight hold on his hand and they stared down at the remains of his childhood home "That's it?" "Yeah. It's... bad, isn't it?" "It's not great" "I don't think we can do this without me shifting" "Just let me take a look. What did Erwin even want from in here?" "My dad's notes... did you know they looked into my family? They couldn't even find anything on him... it was like... like he just showed up one day..." "You didn't know your grandparents?" "Mum's parents died when I was super young... dad never talked about his..." Somewhere in the back of his mind, Levi had held this mental image of Eren growing up, being spoilt rotten by them. The kid loved his family... so he just kind of figured that they'd all be a tight unit. Everybody in everybody else's business... "Where were your dad's notes?" "He kept an office in the basement. We weren't allowed down there. Erwin's got it in his head there's something down there, but now we know the gate was blown up intentionally... maybe there is something down there" His omega sniffled, trying to pull his hand from his. Tugging Eren into a hug, Levi rubbed his boyfriends back with his free hand "Eren. You're not your father. Whatever he did, it has nothing to do with you. Ok. No matter what we find, I'll stand by you" "But all this could be our fault... if dad... if dad was treating supernaturals or maybe even one... it could be why the Government blew up the gate" "In that case, don't you think your dad was doing the right thing? And that those pieces of shit that decided to elect themselves to Government, are the ones in the wrong?" "But if dad did something wrong..." "Eren, don't go there. Just focus on you and the baby for now. Ok?" "I'll try... I can still shift to a wolf... maybe we can dig our way in?" "After today, I think you need to give shifting a rest. Let me take a look at this pile... at the house" "Smooth save" "I thought so. Why don't you sit down?" "Because I don't want to" "Brat, go talk to the baby, or something. I need to think" "Are you saying I'm distracting?" "I'm saying you're very distracting. Right now, I want to feed and I want to fuck you" Eren laughed, his cold nose pressing into Levi's neck "If you find a way in, I'll let you do anything you want to me" "Go. Sit. Right now" "Yes,sir" Purring the words, Eren let go. Jogging over to to ruins of the house across the road, his omega settled himself on the edge of the ledge. The cheeky shit throwing him a thumbs up. After his day, the last thing he wanted to do was go shuffling through a pile of refuse... even if it was Eren's house. This was for their baby. It was so Eren's child... Not even born and causing trouble. After an hour or so of moving debris, Levi couldn't go any future. Even if Eren was to help, the roof beams were too heavy for the pair of them. Annoyed and covered in dust, he hated giving up. Giving up meant Eren would have to shift. There wasn't even a way to tunnel into the basement, the foundations seemed to be made of solid stone, so solid that he had no idea how the man had even created a basement in the first place. Feeling like he'd failed again, he brushed himself off as he walked to Eren, his footsteps heavy, as if his boots were filled with led. Sliding off the wall, Eren came to him, meeting him halfway with a small yawn "I can tell by the look" "I'm sorry" "No... you tried. And you cleared a lot... so maybe... maybe things will look better in the morning?" "Shitty brat. You don't need to try and make me feel better" "Today's just been... today's been a rough day" "It's been completely shit" "Yeah. What do you say I show you where the well is?" "That might just be the best idea you've had all day" "Really? Because I think you need to feed" "That was my idea" "Mine now" Why was he in love with this cheeky little shit?! * "Eren! Wake up!" After cleaning off at the well, Eren had led him up to his favourite spot, near the tree he used to nap by. Laying in each other's arms, the sex had been soft and sweet, Levi eventually falling asleep with his head against Eren's stomach. He really was hopelessly in love with the small swell, and it truly felt like the one thing going right for the pair of them. Unlike the fact they'd overslept "Eren, come on..." "Fuck off, I'm sleepy" "Eren, the suns up. We're late" "If we're already late, what does is matter if we just fall back to sleep" His boyfriends sleepy mumble was completely precious, and if he could, he'd let Eren spend the whole day napping in the sun "I love you, you little shit. But we're late and Erwin's not going to be happy" "Ah fuck... I forgot about Sir Fluffybrows" "Fluffybrows?" "You call him "Shitty Eyebrows"... Blonde Arsehole with Ridiculous Eyebrows is just too long" "You could shorten it to BARE" "I don't want to think of Erwin being bare... in any way, shape, or form. Ew... why would you do that to me? I'm awake now, you jerk" Stealing a kiss from Eren's pouty lips, he then kissed his way down to Eren's stomach, mouthing at the swell "Levi... don't start something we can't finish" "I just wanted to say hello to our baby" "Then save your kisses for me. I don't want to be jealous" "You have nothing to be jealous about, but just let me give you something so you don't forget you're mine" Moving across to Eren's exposed hip, Levi licked the taunt skin, cleaning the spot before sucking a dark and possessive hickey on the soft caramel skin "Levi!" "Come on, you shit" "Kiss me again?" "Will you get up?" "Parts of me already have" Punching Eren in the arm, his boyfriend finally started moving, trying to scowl at him while smiling with his eyes. With Eren's guidance, they made it back to the house in a manner of minutes. Hanji howling with laughter as they both arrived "Gentlemen. How nice of you to join us" "We were up late cleaning up the rubble" "So that's what they call it now" Poking her tongue out, Hanji dodged the elbow Eren threw her way "Oh, relax. You're not even that late" Erwin cleared his throat, shooting Hanji a disapproving voice "As I was saying, we need to figure out how to proceed. Mikasa has already pointed out where the basement entrance is in" Hanji did a little dance?, or maybe she was having a fit?, before pointing down at the roof remnants "Yep! It's right there, under those massive beams..." "Eren's not shifting. Find another way" "It's the easiest way" "And what if we're attacked while moving the rubble" "That's why we have people waiting at both gates. Seriously. We can't get a horse down here, let alone two or three. All he needs to do is shift" "He's not shifting!" Looking to Eren, Erwin frowned "Is there some reason why Eren shouldn't shift?" "Because he should have a choice in what he does! It's his fucking body" "That's funny. It's thanks to us that he's not dead as it is. Eren, is there any reason why you shouldn't shift?" Eren opened and closed his mouth, before looking to his feet "No? Good. You will shift and you will move this roof" "He's not fucking shifting! Hanji, find another fucking way!" "Erwin... maybe, maybe we should..." "If they'd managed to keep it in their pants for longer than 5 seconds, and actually been here when they were supposed to, they might have had a say in it. Instead, it's already halfway through the morning, and now Eren won't shift, because he refused to listen to his superior officers. Eren. Let me make this simple. Either you shift and move those beams, or, I take you into custody and I turn you over to the Military Police on a charge of treason" "You can't do that!" "Watch me" Levi stepped forward, but Eren darted in front of him. His boyfriend looked miserable, as if the worst had already happened. Leaving in, Eren kissed just in front of his ear "I'm so sorry" "Eren..." "I... I really wanted to have this baby with you" "We can try something else" "They'll send me away. I don't want to be sent away... they'll torture me. They'll take the baby" "Eren, don't do this" "Levi, get away from him right now" "He's not fucking shifting!" "You're going to be selfish enough to sentence him to death?! I never thought you'd be this stupid" "Please Levi... maybe...." "Don't say it'll be alright. You were in so much pain yesterday" "If I get it done quick..." "Eren, you have until the count of 5. 1... 2..." Shoving him back as hard as he could, Eren turned, shifting with the most heartbreaking howl he'd ever heard from the boy. Lashing out, the beams cracked as they shifted slightly, roofing falling off the side of the block. Howling, Eren was about to strike them again, when his body shifted back. The teen screaming as he fell to the ground, his arms around his stomach as he screamed again "Eren!" Jumping up, Levi rushed to his brat, lifting him into his arms, growling as Hanji tried to approach "Eren... please" "Levi, what's going on?" "He needs help!" Using his knee to balance Eren as he tried to find a hold that didn't hurt him omega, he let out a choke half sob as the knee of his pants grew wet "Levi..." "Come on, brat... come on..." "Levi, I need to examine him" "Haven't you all done enough! You forced him into this!" Whimpering, Eren's lips moved, voicing a silent apology that was meant for no one other than their baby "I've got you. I'm taking you back to our tent. You're going to be ok" Laying Eren down, his omega his sleeve, sobbing as he tried to bury his face against Levi's chest "Shhh... shhh... you've got to calm down for me. Ok. You're putting more stress on the baby..." "Alpha... it hurts" "I know. I know it does" The tent flap rustled as Hanji climbed in, Levi pulling Eren tighter again him as he bared his teeth "Get out!" "Levi, Eren needs medical help. He's bleeding" "Get out and leave us alone!" Whimpering at his cold tone, Levi rocked Eren, stroking his hair as he hushed him again "Eren, it's Hanji. I need to examine you, ok?" Whimpering again, his brat nodded slightly "Ok. I'm going to work at getting your boots and pants off. You don't have to look. Levi, keep trying to calm him down" If Eren hadn't consented, Levi would have broken Hanji's fingers for touching his hurting boyfriend. Laying on his side, Eren still had his face hidden against Levi, while the smell of his brat's blood had his stomach rolling. He'd never forgive Erwin for this. The man should have known Eren was pained from shifting. He'd fucking seen it the day before. But no. All he cared about was getting into the fucking basement. He hoped whatever down there was gone. He hoped the man's efforts resulted in nothing. Just so he could feel some measure of pain, like the pain both he and Eren were going through. Gasping as Hanji probed, Levi growled "Is he... is he what I think he is?" "If you think he's fucking pregnant, then you're fucking right" "Ok... Eren, I know it hurts, but I can't tell if you're losing it or not. For now, I want you to lay on your back and stay very still. All we can do is wait for now" "Are you fucking serious?!" "If I'd known he was pregnant, maybe I could have fucking stopped this. Instead, you both kept it to yourselves" "Of course we did! Erwin is looking for anything, anything at all that he can use to kick Eren out the Survey Corps and to seperate us!" "Levi" "Don't Levi me. He's my fucking world Hanji. And he was so fucking scared over being pregnant, but he's even more scared of being taken and cut to pieces. Of having our baby cut to pieces" "Look. If Erwin asks..." "You say nothing. He probably doesn't even care. He didn't bother coming to check. No. All he cares about is what he might find in that basement" "I don't care. I'm done with both of you right now. Eren needs to rest and stay still. Anything he needs, you do it for him. If the bleeding increases, let me know. I'm sick of being stuck in the middle of this! You two used to be fucking friends, now you're acting like little kids. Get your act together" Hanji stormed from the tent, while Levi rolled Eren onto his back. His boyfriend didn't want to let him go. Reaching behind, he pulled his blankets over, using them to give Eren some privacy, before settling to sit beside him, stroking Eren's hair again "You're ok... you're ok, I'm here" "I'm sorry" "No... shhh, it's not your fault" "The baby..." "Shhh. Hey, if it's anything like you, it's stubborn and it's a fighter. Don't give up on it brat" "Can you lay down with me? I'm cold" "Sure. I'm not going anywhere" "I'm sorry" "Don't make me repeat myself" Eren gave him a smile that also may have been a grimace, but he chose to take it as a smile. His brat was strong... and hopefully their baby would be too.

[itsthenarrator-blog1]

Haunting Harmonies

a poem for my Queen, Taylor Swift (@taylorswift )

~ The universe is a vast world, filled with nothing but wild dreams

But in that wide, infinite empty void of branchless woods

Lives a woman who once lived as a starry-eyed dreamer

But now turned into something even more better

She was a kaleidoscope of shades, a compilation of fragments

An iridescent star that was once only twinkling small

Turning even brighter and brighter

Until it dominated all the others in just one spark

Her heart was filled with unspoken melodies

Silently reverberating through space, stating grace

Reaching the beings who were from below

With her brightness as a gateway to her soul

She was an artist, that carved words into symphonies

Drawing abstract ideas into haunting harmonies

That bounces inside your mind, replaying over and over again

Because the lines that she draw was that addicting

But as time pass, her brightness casted shadows into her own world

Gunshots fly across the sky, trying to reach the beautiful bright star

Because it seems that people have nothing else to do

Trying to poison her sweet mixture into something she's not

She was broken, and to mend herself, she sought out for love

Trying to find the person that'd side with her whatever may happen

She sought high and low, in the skies, and in the ground below

But instead of helping her, they shattered her even more and that was the moment she knew

She was shadowed by the thoughts of others

And when the reality of herself tries to break free,

Someone just comes back and stops it with black lies

Lies that never helped anyone, not even themselves

So she fell, but her heart still hums the same old song

Her echoes vibrating across the distance of time, reaching whoever might be listening

ome people despised her, throwing rocks into her way, just wishing she'd disappear

Some people loved her, trying to brush off the rocks, adoring her in every way

Some people broke her; and some people mend her back again

And she was torn between sides that should have never existed in the first place

She was broken, but as time passes, her shards fixed themselves

And she slowly became a wholesome mirror as she once was

She reflected the bullets that was sent to her way

And her heartbeat remained steady, beating louder to be heard by those from far away

Her melodies cried the story of the past and of the future

And all dark shocks people send to her was broken by one big surprise

She was once a beautiful rose but now she's a strong tree

She was once drowning, but now she's breathing finally

She was caged, her darkened reputation was demolished

Because now she's set free, thanks to her haunting harmonies ~

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@taylorswift I am completely assured that you probably wouldn't notice my post. But this is my tribute for Reputation. First of all, thank you for being such an inspiration to us, Swifties. In my everyday life, you've been an inspiration to my studies and my dreams. You are a special role model of mine and your songs was the starting point of my poems. I've made poems about you and your songs ever since I became a Swiftie and I compiled them into one poem, to become my tribute to your wonderful Reputation album. I never treated you as a superstar, because I treated you as a sister, a teacher, and a best friend that had helped each and every Swiftie alive. Keep going Queen TayTay, me and every Swiftie in the world is here for you, watching you, and caring for you. I wanted to send this to you because I'd like to let you know that even if you don't have time to appreciate each and every fan you have, we still appreciate you...

Stay beautiful, Taylor 😊😘

Love, Gwyneth (an inspired Swiftie who adores you very much)