I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other.
[What's wrong with her? What's wrong with him? It's a useless question. Would either of them know what "right" looked like if it punched them in the face, cradled them, caressed a cheek, tasted a lip? All they've ever been is wrong. All they've ever known is wrong. And there will only be more wrong. They were doomed from the start. Eren's only bringing about that doom faster. But Annie will survive it. He's made sure of that too.
[He made sure because he never forgot the way his young heart beat differently when Annie entered a room. He remembers lying in her embrace, hands on soft skin, halted breaths and slow-closing eyes, noses brushing, promises made silently that forever, forever, she would be his, because she would be forever, forever, she would be Annie. And it's still true. She tastes the same, smells the same. They fit together the same way they always have, or...is it worse now? Flesh and bone could well meld together until one monstrous titan remained.
[Commemorate them in immortal stone, then; erect a memorial to love and hate. He wouldn't mind it. He'll kiss her until she tears them apart at the shared, pulsing muscle.]
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[He made sure because he never forgot the way his young heart beat differently when Annie entered a room. He remembers lying in her embrace, hands on soft skin, halted breaths and slow-closing eyes, noses brushing, promises made silently that forever, forever, she would be his, because she would be forever, forever, she would be Annie. And it's still true. She tastes the same, smells the same. They fit together the same way they always have, or...is it worse now? Flesh and bone could well meld together until one monstrous titan remained.
[Commemorate them in immortal stone, then; erect a memorial to love and hate. He wouldn't mind it. He'll kiss her until she tears them apart at the shared, pulsing muscle.]