#it's vulnerable hrs rn... shh...

            ✧  CURSED SUGGESTIONS . ( accepting ! ) ┇ @knifeheld

AND SO THE STORY GOES: MONSTER MEETS BLADE, again and again and again. this time should be no different, annie thinks, but it also feels like uncharted territory filled with delicate vulnerability, as though they are standing on opposite ends of a tightrope looming over a hungry, open flame. she wonders why mikasa had come to her with this, a loaded string of six words said aloud in this ungodly hour of the night. there has to be at least one other soul awake and in close proximity for mikasa to approach, someone who’s more privy to her HURT and who could treat it with the sort of kindness that annie wasn’t entirely sure she could dole out. 

“ maybe you’re just saying what they don’t want to hear, ” she tells mikasa plainly, after drawing in a breath. it’s a rich statement, coming from the person who had made a habit out of raging against what mikasa has to say, routinely tearing into her for the beast of a burden on her shoulders. here in the dim, low-lit area of the mess hall, what is achieved is not quite a truce, but rather a CEASEFIRE. still, it surprises her what she says next, a peeled-back layer of mercy nearly whispered with how small her voice gets: “ that doesn’t mean you’re wrong, though— it just makes you honest. ”