Long sleeves [Mikannie] [DISCONTINUED]

Long sleeves [Mikannie] [DISCONTINUED]

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" all she wears is long sleeves..." " maybe that just her style." She's always been quiet. Almost too quiet. Like she had a Secret hidden deep away from the world. Like she was hidden. It was like she was a star in the vast open space. People watched from afar. Their judgmental stares automatically assume it's the one shinning so bright. But what they only see is beauty. They don't see the hourglass hidden deep in the scorching, fiery, dangerous outermost layer. It may seem oh so beautiful but once you strive further then your supposed to, you'll get hurt and find the real reason everyone stays away. Although it may seem lit and bright. Your always too late. Since light travels oh so fast, it may be gone. And all you'd be staring at is a: Dead Star. Detention brought them together. But it's their true selves that will break them apart. ⚠️self harm, assault, and sexual assault ⚠️
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Eren Jaeger's grief moves like a distant planet; slow, heavy, and always just out of reach. At Trost University, he circles the edges of his own life, camera in hand, silence wound tight around him like gravity. No one dares cross his orbit. Except you. In the quiet between photographs and prose, something begins to shift; tides drawn by unseen moons, tethered by the pull of what neither of you can name. But healing is never clean. And the closer you drift, the more everything warps, making it harder to tell where your pain ends and his begins. In a world ruled by absence and the ache of distance stars, what's left of you when someone sees the parts of you that you've kept buried the longest? ⋆⭒˚。⋆.𖥔 ݁ ˖🪐.𖥔 ݁ ˖ college au, no titan powers, all characters 18+, smut, alcohol & drug use, talk of death and grief. reader discretion advised. i do not own any of the characters featured in this story. all characters belong to hajime isayama, the creator of attack on titan. this work is purely a fan creation and is not affiliated with or endorsed by the original creator.

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