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A Behind-The-Scenes look of what goes on between Mikasa and Eren that the manga and anime leaves out. At least according to a fellow Eren/Mikasa shipper.
This fanfic will blow your minds...and I mean it's a a tragic love story between Eren and Annie, after the incident of Wall Sina where they fought each other, and what happened next.
Warning...
Get some tissues at the ready because tears will be present.
It follows canon events with a bit of tweaking here and there. Still in its early stages though
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"Intense, long, certain, speedy, fruitful, pure—
Such marks in pleasures and in pains endure.
Such pleasures seek if private be thy end:
If it be public, wide let them extend
Such pains avoid, whichever be thy view:
Hey. I wrote a story a day ago, and I was hoping I could get some feedback on it. Spoilers for certain events in chapter 72.
Spoiler for Space:
Camaraderie
Sasha Blouse’s bonds had been tied with care.
Sasha squirmed, trying to reach for a knot, but it was hopeless. Her arms had been folded behind her and tied to together from wrist to elbow across her lower back. Her upper body was secured to one of the room’s wooden pillars. Sasha mmphed against her gag, trying to get someone’s attention, but if anyone heard Sasha they didn’t bother looking her way. The party was going on without her.
‘I’ll be good!’ Sasha wanted to say. ‘I promise I’ll be good!’ Not too far from her, Sasha’s comrades chattered and laughed as they enjoyed the meat the supply officer had decided to give the 104th as a treat.
Frustrated, Sasha chewed the gag that had been wadded into her mouth and tied in place after people got tired of hearing her complain about being tied up and not getting any food.
True, Sasha could admit that her squad-mates had a right to be exasperated with her after the way she’d gone after the meat earlier, but this was going too far. She couldn’t talk, or eat, or sit with her friends. She was missing out on the meat the quartermaster was giving everyone.
The second course was announced. Sasha again tried to get someone’s attention. She’d already missed a lot of the meal. Hadn’t she been punished enough? No one made a move to help her. This wasn’t fair. Sasha wanted to be with everyone else, joking and laughing away, not sitting alone tied up with an empty stomach while everyone else enjoyed more meat than the squad had gotten in months.
Jean and Eren started fighting. The rest of the group ignored them and continued to boisterously eat dinner. Sasha looked away and sank back into her own thoughts. She’d never harbored illusions about being quite the same as her friends. She’d grown up starving in the hunting village of Drauper. No one else in the division could relate to that. (None of the deceased division members had been able to either; Sasha shut her eyes for a moment as the faces of dead friends passed through her mind.) They tolerated her (or had when they were alive.) Connie even liked her. They’d faced the titans and the military police together. They’d endured the same fear and loss. They’d worked together and accomplished victories that still felt almost miraculous. But obviously Sasha had been kidding herself when she thought they considered her anything more than a nuisance.
Levi eventually came in and broke up Eren and Jean’s fight before making everyone clean up and go to bed. Sasha had to bang her feet against the ground and shout into her gag to remind the group that she needed to be untied. Connie stepped forward to help her. The rest of the group cleaned up their dishes. Connie went to the back of the pillar to untie the ropes. Sasha mmphed to get Connie to start with her gag but Connie ignored her.
“Jeez, you’re a bother,” Connie sighed. Sasha very deliberately looked at the ground while Connie untied the ropes, since Sasha couldn’t turn around far enough to properly glare at her friend. The ropes finally came off. Sasha massaged her wrists and undid the gag, then spat the cloth wadded inside her mouth onto the ground. Connie offered Sasha a hand, but Sasha pointedly ignored it and climbed to her feet herself. Sasha looked at the table. There wasn’t any meat left. The soldiers had almost completely cleared the table of food, but Sasha managed to get herself a loaf of bread, a handful of grapes and some carrots from the dishes that were swiftly being taken away. A soldier tried to force Sasha out of the mess hall. “I didn’t get any dinner,” Sasha said roughly. Something about her tone of voice must have given the soldier a warning, because he didn’t press the issue or ask questions.
“Would you like some company?” Connie asked as Sasha settled down to eat. Sasha nodded her assent, though she wasn’t sure she actually wanted to see Connie’s face right then.
“Everyone sure sounded happy at dinner,” Sasha said as she morosely picked at her meal.
“You look kind of mad,” Connie said. Sasha turned her head away from his eyes.
“It’s not like tying you up was our first resort,” Connie protested. Sasha took a bite from a carrot. “I mean, you were totally out of control. We didn’t have a choice!”
“Was dinner fun?” Sasha asked. This time it was Connie’s turn to avoid Sasha’s gaze.
“The meat really looked tasty,” Sasha continued. “Everyone sounded like they were having a lot of fun together, too.”
Connie flushed.
“And so, since I didn’t get to participate, I want to know: was dinner fun?”
“Hey!” Connie shot to his feet. “If you hadn’t started clobbering people because you wanted an entire roast all to yourself we wouldn’t have had to tie you up!”
Sasha followed Connie’s lead bolted upright, slamming both hands against the table. Sasha’s chair clattered to the ground. “It’s not being tied up that I’m so upset about! If that was all you had done, I wouldn’t have a grudge.” That wasn’t quite true, but Sasha was capable of admitting that she’d put her squad-mates in a tough spot. “It’s what you did to me after tying me up. You didn’t have to gag me, and then leave alone in a corner without dinner while all of you guys ate and had fun. At least one of you could have remembered to make sure I got food!” Sasha tried to focus on being angry, because she was pretty sure that if she let her guard down she’d start to cry. “The two of us are supposed to be friends, but even you forgot about me!”
Connie started for a second, hurt. “We would have let you eat with us if you hadn’t gone berserk!” Connie said furiously. “Why do you have to act so childish sometimes!?”
Giving Connie one last glare, Sasha grabbed her food and ran outside.
The air was just cool enough to be pleasant. Sasha sat down by the door and set her plate on her lap. Sasha waited to see if Connie had followed her. When the boy didn’t come, Sasha continued her meal, feeling relieved. Sasha thought of the other soldiers having fun and eating meat, and how lonely she’d felt ever since being tied to that pillar. Sasha ate carrots and bread and grapes, and tasted saliva-
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Ein: “There’s nothing. Dreams are illusions. All they do is interfere with reality.”
Superman: “You know what, Ein? Dreams save us. Dreams lift us up and transform us into something better. And on my soul, I swear — until my dream of a world where dignity, honor and justice becomes the reality we all share — I'll never stop fighting. Ever.”
“Phantom: Requiem for the Phantom” and “Superman vs. the Elite”
(Mostly accurate dialogue, but with a little editing to make it mesh better.)