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Fratricide. Two Meteors ratefight above a bay in Hong Kong during the Japanese blockade. In the background, over the beach, a flight of Schwalbes chases another Meteor. Oil on canvas, 1944.

Original landscape, original planes

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Once I’m gone

Rating: M(ature) Warnings: major character death Category: F/M (main couple), Multi (side characters) Fandom: Attack on Titan / Shingeki no Kyojin Relationship: Mikasa Ackermann / Eren Jaeger | various side couples Characters: Eren Jaeger, Mikasa Ackermann, Armin Arlelt, Zeke Jaeger, Hange Zoe, Floch Forster, Ymir, Reiner Braun, Pieck Finger, Historia Reiss, several others will make a cameo Additional Tags: Modern AU | established relationship | toxic behaviour | Eren suffers from Huntington’s disease and tries to settle his matters before he dies | suicial blockhead Eren | aged up characters (by ten years) | suicide tw | depression tw | mental diseases tw | deathly diseases tw | this is clearly not write what you know, but I’m giving my very best to representate the topics as good as I can | this all basically came to me as a fever dream | you remember Thirteen from House, M.D.? I still have a huge crush on her so this version of Eren is greatly inspired by her <3 Language: English (not native, I’m trying my best you guys) Stats: ongoing - Chapter 1/15 - Part 1/4 - 435 of 3652 words Summary: Eren Jaeger knew for years that he inherited Huntington's disease from his late mother. When he first notices symptoms on him, his long protected plan, to end his life before reaching the critical state of his illness,  awakes. But there is still Mikasa, his girlfriend and the only person in the world he cares about more than about himself, and he can't leave her alone and grieving. It's time to find a substitute for when Eren is gone. With the help of a new friend Eren tries to scare away Mikasa while driving her into the arms of someone new.

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It is folly says sanity It is what it is says love

It is disaster says strategy It is nothing but pain says fear It is in vain says intelligence It is what it is says love

It is ridiculous says pride It is reckless says prudence It is impossible says experience It is what it is says love

Erich Fried (crappy translation by me, if there’s an official one, please let me know)

Charlatans and Pills - Part 1/4

It was the simple twitching of his left hand that threw Eren’s whole world off the tracks. He’s been shaving, pulling his cheek downwards with his left hand, when the latter, in the second that the razorblade touched his cheek, refused to work and twitched involuntarily. Now a red runlet formed on his cheek but the young man didn’t even notice it. The glance of his intense, green eyes was glued to his left palm, big and wiry with groomed nails and a wide, silver ring on his middle finger. Now it moved completely normal, did everything its owner wanted it to, opened and closed itself, ring- and little finger could be splayed out from the others, he gave himself the finger. And yet, he hadn’t made it up. The bleeding cut on his cheek was proof enough. It had started, the beginning of the end.

He felt nauseous and deeply leaned over the sink, a puddle of soapy water with some shaved off hairs of his beard mixed with several drops of blood. Taking deep breaths he tried to calm himself down. Maybe he had made it up? He was way too young. On the other hand he wouldn’t be the first one to have their first symptoms in their twenties. How long had his mother struggled with them before even seeing a doctor? He had breathed away the sickness a bit and looked at his reflection.

A handsome young man looked back at him. Medium-length dark brown Hair, thick, expressive eyebrows, that were pulled into a frown and those stunning green eyes that he had inherited from his father. His left cheek twitched. Only because of the cut, that was still bleeding and that just now started to hurt. Right? Who was he trying to fool? He knew the truth. It had started, soon it would be over, his wonderful, ordinary life would be over. His big hands crashed into his face, grimacing over the bloodcurdling cry that left his throat.

Blindfolded Eren stumbled against the shower stall and slid to the ground pressed against it while thick tears mixed with the blood on his cheek made his hands sticky. How must she have felt back in the day?

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__________________________________________________ Autor’s Note: Hi! *waves shyly* How ya doin’? I’m super nervous to post this. Please don’t hate me for the small crumb I just threw at you xD this is just the first scene and the next ones will be slightly longer. I love Eremika but I also love hurting myself and so this tragic love story was born. It’s basically aot’s plot in a modern setting and without titans but with nearly the same outcome. So if you’re only here for Eremika fluff, I recommend not reading past chapter six or seven. Hope there’ll still be people interested in my writing. I plan on also posting on ao3 and will let you know once it’s there. Please let me know, if you wanna be added to a tag list. Thanks for reading!