[ annie has been asleep for years; she’s had many dreams as she’s had moments of pristine, black silence. those might’be been the best. momentary peace from the chaos. but none of them are quite as real as the dream she’s just woken from, or the dream she stands in now. ]
▶️ ｉ＇ｍ ａｆｒａｉｄ ｉ ｃａｎ＇ｔ ｅｘｐｌａｉｎ ｍｙｓｅｌｆ， ｓｉｒ (a: tea time) [ not much needs to make sense when you dream, so green grass and breezes behind walls aren’t as many questions as there should be. regardless of who she’s with, annie’s plate is stacked with so many different donuts it’s almost a shame to play jenga with it. they almost look too colorful for her passive expression when she dips her head to get a look of her drink, labeled limeade.
annie’s eyes never lie though, and neither does her stomach: it growls. it hungers. and she’s interested.
with one pull to get a bright pink donut with yellow sprinkles, the tower topples onto your side, and the invasion of colorful fried food begins right there on your plate. ]
They slipped.
[ she says, nonchalantly and not really worried about your side of the table. it’s like she almost did it on purpose (but really she just doesn’t care) ]
▶️ ｂｅｃａｕｓｅ ｉ ａｍ ｎｏｔ ｍｙｓｅｌｆ， ｙｏｕ ｓｅｅ？ (b: chess) [ annie glances across their massive game board for a moment before taking her position— you’d think she’d go for queen, but no. the stout blond makes a beeline straight for the knight position, standing in the middle of the correct square then staring over at you. if you don’t move yet, she’ll gesture: ]
We need one more player.
[ who it is, she doesn’t mind. just play the part, right? ]
▶️ ｔｈｅ ｂｅｓｔ ｐｅｏｐｌｅ ｕｓｕａｌｌｙ ａｒｅ ｍａｄ (c: memory theater) [ for this prompt, choose from the word prompts below and i’ll give you a starter for it! feel free to hit me up at liberos for questions or anything!
💥 father dearest (cw for child abuse, violence) 💥 annie-sensei 💥 marco (cw for violence, gore, cannibalism) 💥 titan forest (cw for violence, gore) 💥 city brawl (cw for violence, gore) 💥 the caged panther (no memory but there’s a giant caged cat in here) ]
annie leonhart • attack on titan
▶️ ｉ＇ｍ ａｆｒａｉｄ ｉ ｃａｎ＇ｔ ｅｘｐｌａｉｎ ｍｙｓｅｌｆ， ｓｉｒ (a: tea time)
[ not much needs to make sense when you dream, so green grass and breezes behind walls aren’t as many questions as there should be. regardless of who she’s with, annie’s plate is stacked with so many different donuts it’s almost a shame to play jenga with it. they almost look too colorful for her passive expression when she dips her head to get a look of her drink, labeled limeade.
annie’s eyes never lie though, and neither does her stomach: it growls. it hungers. and she’s interested.
with one pull to get a bright pink donut with yellow sprinkles, the tower topples onto your side, and the invasion of colorful fried food begins right there on your plate. ]
They slipped.
[ she says, nonchalantly and not really worried about your side of the table. it’s like she almost did it on purpose (but really she just doesn’t care) ]
▶️ ｂｅｃａｕｓｅ ｉ ａｍ ｎｏｔ ｍｙｓｅｌｆ， ｙｏｕ ｓｅｅ？ (b: chess)
[ annie glances across their massive game board for a moment before taking her position— you’d think she’d go for queen, but no. the stout blond makes a beeline straight for the knight position, standing in the middle of the correct square then staring over at you. if you don’t move yet, she’ll gesture: ]
We need one more player.
[ who it is, she doesn’t mind. just play the part, right? ]
▶️ ｔｈｅ ｂｅｓｔ ｐｅｏｐｌｅ ｕｓｕａｌｌｙ ａｒｅ ｍａｄ (c: memory theater)
[ for this prompt, choose from the word prompts below and i’ll give you a starter for it! feel free to hit me up at
💥 father dearest (cw for child abuse, violence)
💥 annie-sensei
💥 marco (cw for violence, gore, cannibalism)
💥 titan forest (cw for violence, gore)
💥 city brawl (cw for violence, gore)
💥 the caged panther (no memory but there’s a giant caged cat in here) ]