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abandonhumanity) wrote2023-09-26 12:38 pm
abandonhumanity) wrote2023-09-26 12:38 pm
PSL / MEME CONTINUATION
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.
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You remember that dance, right?
Things like that. Drinks too.
[Usually not food - certainly not a wedding cake or anything like that. Rations were always scarce, even before the walls were compromised; after that, people were starving. Celebrations had to be what people made of them.]
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Drinks, huh…
[Aubrey’s not sure she wants to find out what kind of drunk she is today. Or ever, really.]
You know— how about a dance for three?
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It's similar to the one I showed you. As many people as you can fit, really.
2/2 curse me not having any blushing mikasa icons
[She stares at Aubrey.]
the girls (eren-inclusive) are blushiiinnng… icons be darned
Yeah. You.
[An olive branch for thoughts that Mikasa could not have possibly been privy t— Well, thoughts that didn’t feel strong enough to get shared. They were silly, either way.]
You ever danced before?
[She does notice Eren’s blush, too. Gives an air of mischief to her smile. He’s cute.]
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[Most wives would probably be mad at how they were holding each other, right...?]
I'm not very good at it.
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[How drastic a difference this is, when Mikasa took one look at Aubrey’s name on Eren’s neck and looked ready to slash her neck. They really are just kids, aren’t they…?]
Me too. [About dancing, that is.] I’m sure you’ll learn fast. [And, taking his hand:] Eren’s a good teacher.
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[As Eren says this, he steps back, finally letting go of each girl just long enough to raise his arm between them; the first step. As if on cue, familiar music begins floating up the hill to surround them.]
You remember how, don't you?
[To both of them.]
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[Mikasa lifts her hand as well, pressing her wrist against Eren's but leaving room on the other side for Aubrey too - not something you'd do in a typical, two-person dance.]
We were only kids. Trying to imitate your parents...
[A few yards away from them down the hill, two small, faceless facsimiles - Eren and Mikasa, as the memory recalls them - with their wrists touching, their bodies echoing each other in a low bow. Childlike giggles float up the hill, mixing in easily with the music.]
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[It’s a sweet, beautiful giggle. Aubrey’s smile widens as she offers a bow to the both of them, then locks her wrist with Eren’s.]
I’m not sure how you’ll manage the two of us… [A tease, just for Eren. If anyone’s “managing” anyone…] …but we’ll figure it out together. [All-inclusive.]
[And together they do; wrist to wrist, step to step, hand in hand. Come a switchoff, even Armin joins the spin; they’d be remiss to celebrate without the man who first suggested it, after all. All four smiling, laughing; even Mikasa giggles, and it’s even more lovely than the shadows’, sweeter for its rarity.
[It’s everything. It’s perfect. They dance over Eren Jaeger’s grave, music and hearts swelling in a way they never could when he was alive, swirling between each other like songbirds—and, finally, at peace.]