IfYouSayYouLoveMe

In the thinning, charcoal-smoke grey of dawn, things begin to awaken. Birds, and bugs, and stray animals, and the world is opening like a blossom in the spring. All was silent, save for the whispered breaths of sleeping beings and the hum and rustle of nocturnal insects and things such as possums and raccoons, save for the way the wind brushes over water, over grass, over the dog asleep sprawled across the lawn, over the sleek ebony cat sliding across the earth in the barest shadows of the oncoming day, until a sudden call, from the tender beak of a mother bird to her fledglings, sparks a revolution against the dark, and all at once there is

Fireworks and Mistletoe (First)(last) rushed around her small cottage by the ocean, hanging up paper snowflakes and holly clusters. It was Christmas Eve and she was having her best friend and boyfriend, Eren Jaeger, and their friends Mikasa Ackerman, Armin Arlert, Reiner Braun, Bertholdt Hoover, Sasha Blaus, Connie Springer, Marco Bott, and a reluctant Jean Kirschstein, over for a Christmas party. She pinned a sprig of mistletoe in each room in varying spots, grinning as she imagined a cliche yet sweet kiss with Eren…. She squealed slightly as she finished working, just as her doorbell rang. She danced to the door, hitting the play bu

SAY WHAT?! Chapter 1: Poking The Hungover Bear Is a Bad Idea Poke. "Mmph!" I growled, rolling over and burying my face in the pillow to avoid the onslaught of daylight smashing against my tired (and slightly hungover) eyes. Poke poke. "Grrrr!" Poke poke poke poke p- "WHAT!" Bolting upright, I screamed at the top of my lungs, soon after clutching my head at the volume of my voice. "Oh, you're alive! YAY! LEN-KUN, MIKU'S UP~!" Footsteps echoed in my ears as I clutched my head and let a few tears slide past my clenched eyelids. "Rin, she looks hungover, stop shouting." "Huh?" I raised my eyes to find a very curious Rin not an inch awa