Title: Butterflies (Aruani for theowlinsomniac - Prompt 2 of 2)
She has always been beautiful.
Armin has no problem admitting this, but the guys have never asked him who he thinks is the prettiest girl in the 104th. They’ll argue over Mikasa or Christa or sometimes Mina or Sasha, but they don’t ask him. It’s a terrible pity, he thinks, that they don’t see things the way he does because what he sees is wonderfully complex but beautifully simple and deceptively delicate but impossibly strong all at the same time.
He sees Annie Leonhardt, and he sees the sun in her hair and the ocean he’s only read about in her eyes. She is hypnotizing in the way she moves and in the things that she doesn’t say and in the way she hides behind a curtain of bangs like she has as many secrets as there are stars in the sky.
She is a beautiful, brilliant enigma and the very idea of her makes Armin’s heart flutter more than he cares to admit.
It remained in my head so I decided to write it its just implied but my headcanon is Sayla and books is pain. And galacticloser and I made up the most impossible theory on who Sayla might be so implications. here have a stupid fanfic and let’s see how many actually understand whats going on.
Dedicated to you galacticloser. thank you for indulging this silly fans dreams and theories.
Cold, bleak, dark and perhaps unsettling were the words that could perfectly describe the Tartaros guild. It was after all a den of demons but could they really call it a guild when their interactions were minimal.