Anonymous sent: Frick Frack in Mythology Class BEST TITLE.
but have you considered the other titles:
- Yesterday, We Did the Do
- Today, We Frickle Frackle
- Tomorrow, We Will Boom Boom Kadoo
Anonymous sent: Oh my gosh you should write how Eren's and Rivaille's relationship developed from teacher and student to lovers before the accident. I would love that.
i’m definitely considering it! but it might take some time, because i have another project i should be working on at the moment ww
would it be too cheesy to call it “Hello, I Love You” won’t you tell me your name
or maybe “Hello, How Are You?”
"Tomorrow, I’ll Love You"
"Frick Frack in Mythology Class"
Title: Yesterday, I Loved You
Summary: They have everything: an incredible relationship, an indisputable love, an infallible future. They have everything, but when Eren gets in a car accident, everything changes. All of a sudden, that relationship, that love, and that future no longer exist. (based on nicole-is-angry’s prompt)
A/N: i recommend reading the revised version of chapter seven before reading this, bc that’ll help you understand the epilogue way more.
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They say love is painful. They say love is filled with agony, jealousy, and illusions, and perhaps that’s true. There will always be a relationship that is perfect on the surface, but underneath lies dishonesty, anger, and betrayal. These relationships are often the most tragic, yet the most beautiful, because they show the strengths and weaknesses of humankind.
Anonymous sent: Junkyard Dogs is literally one of my favourite fics right now. I can't wait for the next update!
j esus chrsist anon this makes me so happy you don’t even know
WILL YOU STILL LOVE ME WHEN I'M NO LONGER YOUNG AND BEAUTIFUL?
- Dear Lord,
Forgive me for I have sinned. I killed two men and caused the deaths of a hundred others. I regretted, and I was blessed. You gave me a second chance. I couldn’t be happier.
When I held him, I felt safe — saved. He protected me and loved me despite me destroying everything he ever cared for. For that, I am truly thankful. He was never good at showing affection, but when we kissed, ours hearts beat as one, and when we made love, our bodies became one. He was a gift, a blessing.
But I have sinned, so I must be punished.
Dear Lord, why did you take the most important people away from me? How cruel of Your Divinity to make me suffer. You made me immortal. Perhaps it’s my titan’s curse, perhaps not, but I watched my friends grow older. When they became adults, I remained a 15 year old. When they moved on, I remained here.
They left me, but he stayed. He held my hand when he turned forty. He kissed my cheek when he turned fifty. We were in love. He didn’t care that I stayed young and he grew old; he loved me, and I loved him. You blessed us with the most beautiful emotion, and then You tore us apart. I held his hand when he turned sixty. I kissed his cheek when he turned seventy. I told him I loved him one last time when he turned eighty.
And here, I stand in front of his grave, writing to You.
Dear Lord, when I get to Heaven, please let me see my man. When I come, tell me that You’ll let me in. Father, tell me if You can. Forgive me for I have sinned. I killed two men and caused the deaths of a hundred others. I regretted, and I was blessed. You gave me a second chance, and I’m begging for a third.
I KNOW YOU WILL, I KNOW YOU WILL, I KNOW THAT YOU WILL.