𝑺𝑪𝑹𝑼𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑰𝒁𝑬(𝑫).

☆ㅤ MOTHERㅤiㅤhaveㅤᴀʟᴡᴀʏsㅤwanted ㅤtoㅤbeㅤaㅤ𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐓

[warche1f]

ᶠⁱᵍ WAR CHIEF . ☆ ᴏʜ ɢᴏᴅ! ᴏʜ ɢᴏᴅ! sᴛᴏᴘ ᴛᴜʀɴɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ sᴀɪɴᴛ and please don't 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒆 𝖒𝖊 . 𝐏𝐑𝚰𝐕𝐀𝐓𝐄     ⅋     HIGHLY    SELECTIVE    zeke     jaeger    of SHINGEKI NO KYOJIN / ATTACK ON TITAN. ( ICONLESS. ) slow to sporatic activity.

*✸  ㅤㅤ AFFILIATES    ❛        ʷ ⁱ ᵗ ʰ     ˑ    pontevoix. , mindsafe. , atenden.     ㅤ  ❜

✸ ˢᵗᵘᵈʸ ᵒⁿ       messiah complex ,    gores of humanity ,    coming back wrong ,   tragedies of life ruining a performance , wanting to be acknowledged by your father , supressing trauma ,   ( ˢᵃᵛⁱᵒʳ ᵒʳ ᵉⁿˢˡᵃᵛᵉʳ ) ,   betrayal of yourself , self made god hood , child soldiers , eugenics as freedom , the love of independence ⅋. consumptions of loneliness .

carrd. ... sc. ... pins. ... prompt.

☆. BLOG ROLL . . . @/w4rche1f ( zeke : attack on titan ) , @/m-11o ( mello : death note ) , @/memnori ( funger multimuse )

☆. VERSES . . . modern.

[warche1f]

homophobic homosexual zeke jaeger strikes again

[warche1f]

abandonment issues that make him abandon people

[warche1f]

everytime zeke calls the warriors his warriors i both cringe and feel a little warm inside

[cybermanes]

Can I come over and be really disappointing

[warche1f]

do you guys wanna see my favorite zeke art ever ahhhhhhhhhh ©

[warche1f]

unc tell us your cock size

its small leave him alone

[warche1f]

i like jaeger more then yeager because it makes him sound gayer

[warche1f]

hey zeke why did floch tell me you were naked in front of him and he saw your dick you fucking pervert stay away from him or i will disembowel you

floch floch... floch. and he's supposed to know who that is? eren and his delusions. floch must be an imaginary friend. regardless. “ well. whoever floch is— why's he looking at my dick anyway? he could have turned around. you should have a chat with him ”

[warche1f]

no one knows my thing was almost writing eren kruger

[warche1f]

do you want him yes or no

[tirajpg]

[ackersoul]

“My dream, mister Xaver’s dream… and your dream. Please… you must… save the world.”

“You want me to euthanize… every eldian. There’s no way I could ever go along with a plan that messed up. Sorry brother.”

[oresti-s]

Poems From The Book Of Hours, Rainer Maria Rilke.

[smog-ktmcu5480-deactivated20260]

[riverlarking]

[warche1f]

THE CONCEPT WEREN'T IMPOSSIBLE. zeke held himself to a high standard. not allowing anyone to sway his opinion. unmoving like sentiment. how their father managed to create parallels was almost laughable. no two sins creates equal yet both lay just a bit to harshly on their shoulders. but the man wasn't here now— why would he be? new age technology helped given grisha the excuse he was searching for. would have made a difference to zeke before but @j8ger was old enough to campaign for himself. should there be some growing maw requiring the unfiltered attention of that father. no grisha's presence was only violence now. its harsh and barbed; the man has grown in his own right. dealt a deck of cards he kept hidden. flat against his palm they were the old weapon against whatever it was grisha wielded. not that grisha cared and then instead of continuing to be any figure another baby came home. envy doesn't allow him to remember outright if grisha found a way to raise eren. must have been the opposite. no matter. cup raises. a sip as he finally manages to take a breath, speaking and filling the room even after his mind wandered elsewhere. “ you're so famous now. i should get an autograph you know. after all, the life of a rockstar famously ends very well. doesn't it? ” hum prematurely leaves his throat. a joke but the difficulty comes with his expression that would continue to stay the same regardless of intent.

as expected brother doesn't say anything, zeke doesn't read expressions. no time with the next concept brewing. covering at the side of his neck. it would grow teeth, bare them at the man. eren never was declawed, makes zeke feel nostalgic briefly. fearing what silence would be the elder continues. “ i know that i am proud. and you've done it all on your own! how admirable. ” it isn't missed that eren hadn't touched his own cup. or moved really. no and if zeke didn't know any better he'd think he were speaking to a corpse. in some ways he was. the corpse bloated that remained of their dynamic. whatever was left was almost hostile. swinging legs over that fence multiple times. never knowing which side each of them would portray; a hope they'd line up.

boy had been more free then zeke had ever been. the ounce of freedom spoon fed to him did little to wean him off his mediocrity. should he had his own chance maybe every word wouldn't be so bitter. but he's his mother's son. branded with the yeager name. eyes reach him ( EREN INQUIRED : " you're a shit liar. " PROMPTED ☆. OPEN ) faux confusion head tilts sideways. eyes lower just a bit settling there as the words draw against his conscience. almost rewiring him. he must be patient with his words. “ liar? come on now eren. ” not inaccurate. even if they're merely in seperate chairs, he feels like they're miles away. shouting down the street in hopes it reaches him. “ can't i be proud of my little brother? or maybe you're not used to praise. that's a bit sad. ” an exhale. maybe grisha left scars he was unaware of. no time for comparison. zeke walks back his comment once the standoff makes him itch. “ i am proud. someone has to be. you're so tense all the time— you can lighten up. you act as if i'm waiting to pounce, i assure you that i come in peace. ”