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Published:
2020-05-16
Completed:
2021-12-25
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1,648
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7/7
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Sugarplum's Three Word Prompt Drabbles

Summary:

Three words. One Prompt.

A collection.

Notes:

This week, IttyBittyTeapot and I decided to spice up our respective writing routine and take turns in giving each other prompt words for drabbles.

Writing exercises as they are, I like sharing stuff I find ready to see the big wide world. And so here we are. :)

Since it's a collection of favourites, I won't share each and every snippet I write for this exercise, and some excerpts and ideas might end up being parts of bigger stories. But witnessing ideas settle, grow, and perhaps even spread their wings as they evolve is a huge part of the fun in writing, and just as much of a beautiful adventure to me as experiencing a story in all its finished polish.

Chapter 1: Contemplative, Sun, Wood

Chapter Text

Loud as Eren can be, there are moments the world around him falls entirely still. 

It’s like everything stops. The wind. The birds. The rustle of the woods around them. All sounds but the stuttering kick of Levi’s heart. And Levi stops too. 

He doesn’t have to look up to see Eren’s expression in these moments. A slender, grotesque giant. Grin like a skeleton, eyes the entire opposite. 

Life is in them. 

Life made of green green green and sun-sparked fires, shadowed by thought as his contemplative frown directs towards the sky. As though Eren has endless dreams which’s paths are only up there. As though his treelet-surpassing shoulders don’t bring him close enough. 

His hands are relaxed at his side as he turns. His hair wafts in the only hint of a breeze Levi can make out. 

The Titan grunts. A deep rumble rippling through the air and touching Levi’s stomach as he falls deeper into all-revolving marvel. 

You coming? 

Time slips back. The sounds return. The scents of moss-dewed resin and a dying year. 

Levi kicks off the tree and leaps. Leaps towards what never will be his.