𝖈𝖔𝖔𝖗𝖉𝖎𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖊

𝐏𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝑾𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑬𝑹 𝐢𝐧 𝑷𝑨𝑹𝑨𝑫𝑰𝑺𝑬

[zahyou]

#ZAHYOU;  an indie and selective multi - muse of isayama hajime’s  ATTACK ON TITAN. mutually exclusive , cross over / au friendly , sporadic and low activity. portrayed by prinz ( he / him ) 21+ , established who knows 2022. 18+ only. n.sfw and mature themes may be present. minors and personals do not interact. connected to — @usurpcr , @erudianokabe​. this is an unfinished blog. technically open, but still an unfinished blog nonetheless since i was dragged here. i will be spotty in activity until it is.

you’re nobody’s SLAVE. and you’re no GOD, either. 

you’re just a person. 

[zahyou]

and for my next trick i’m going to actually use this blog

[mbyak]

[killbilled]

Remember all of this, Zeke. This is the outside world. If you don’t like it you have to change it. Zeke, you have to save everyone.

[zahyou]

zeke. im dads favorite just fyi

that is correct, eren. you are our father's favorite.

but sadly, for you, it was the wrong one.

[edenmemes]

song of achilles rp starters

by madeline miller. i altered some quotes so they fit better  ♡

❝  i saw then how i had changed.  ❞ ❝  name one hero who was happy — you can’t.  ❞ ❝  i feel like i could eat the world raw.  ❞ ❝  you are half my soul, as the poets say.  ❞ ❝  i have no need to forgive you. you cannot offend me.  ❞ ❝  i do not fear ridicule. i never have.  ❞ ❝  you have always trusted so easily; you have had so little in your life to fear or suspect.  ❞ ❝  do you hear me? please, say something.  ❞ ❝  your face is like quicksilver, always racing to something new. you unsettle me.  ❞ ❝  you do not give things up so easily now as you once did.  ❞ ❝  now i know how to make you follow me everywhere.  ❞ ❝  i would know your face in dark or disguise. i would know it even in madness.  ❞ ❝  there is no law that gods must be fair.  ❞ ❝  i have never seen anyone fight the way you do.  ❞ ❝  our dead come for their vengeance regardless of witnesses.  ❞ ❝  the sorrow was so large it threatened to tear through my skin.  ❞ ❝  when you die, all things soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with you.  ❞ ❝  you were always better with words than i.  ❞ ❝  i will never leave you. it will be this, always, for as long as you will let me.  ❞ ❝  you smile, and your face is like the sun.  ❞ ❝  i thought you were — something. you do not — you do not move like a human.  ❞ ❝  do you want to walk up to the woods?  ❞ ❝  you can’t be very wounded if you can stand for so long.  ❞ ❝  there are no bargains between lion and men. i will kill you and eat you raw.  ❞ ❝  we are like gods at the dawning of the world.  ❞ ❝  nothing could eclipse the stain of this dirty, mortal mediocrity.  ❞ ❝  i yearn for the darkness and silence of the underworld, where i can rest.  ❞ ❝  those seconds, half seconds, that the line of our gaze connected, were the only moment in my day that i felt anything at all.  ❞ ❝  you seem utterly unaware of your effect on the people around you.  ❞ ❝  it was almost like fear, in the way it filled me, rising in my chest. it was almost like tears, in how swiftly it came.  ❞ ❝  you are a weapon, a killer. do not forget it.  ❞ ❝  i have heard that men who live by a waterfall cease to hear it — in such a way did i learn to live beside the rushing torrent of my doom.  ❞ ❝  if you have to go, you know i will go with you.  ❞ ❝  there is no one like you.  ❞ ❝  we have given each other wounds, but they are not mortal.  ❞ ❝  and perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone.  ❞ ❝  who can be ashamed to lose to such beauty? it is enough to watch you win.  ❞ ❝  do not let what you have gained this day be so easily lost.  ❞ ❝  you have killed them and taken your vengeance. it is enough.  ❞ ❝  no man is worth more than another, wherever he is from.  ❞ ❝  strange that such a small kindness feels like grace.  ❞ ❝  you can use a spear as a walking stick, but that will not change its nature.  ❞ ❝  i cannot bear to see you grieving.  ❞ ❝  i remember little more than scattered images from my life then.  ❞ ❝  i would recognize you by touch alone, by smell; i would know you blind, by the way your breaths came and your feet struck the earth. i would know you in death, at the end of the world.  ❞ ❝  i see a dozen men here ready to leap on each other’s throats.  ❞ ❝  in my land a bow is marked as the weapon of cowards.  ❞ ❝  you may still make a good person.  ❞ ❝  you don’t bother to threaten me, yet. i should be worth threatening.  ❞ ❝  the memories well up like springwater, faster than i can hold them back.  ❞ ❝  i hoped that you would come.  ❞ ❝  the voices of the dead were said to have the power to make the living mad.  ❞ ❝  i have weathered the anger of gods before.  ❞ ❝  i thought of how many nights i had lain awake in this room, loving you in silence.  ❞ ❝  there is nothing in the world i want more than to know what you had not said.  ❞ ❝  you will never gain fame from your fighting. does this surprise you?  ❞ ❝  my mind is filled with cataclysm and apocalypse: i wish for earthquakes, eruptions, flood. only that seems large enough to hold all of my rage and grief.  ❞ ❝  i will not cry in front of you.  ❞ ❝  listen to me. you go too far in this. i will not be able to protect you.  ❞ ❝  there is no honor in betraying your friends.  ❞ ❝  i’m afraid I have been prompted by a rare stirring of guilt.  ❞ ❝  i promised myself that if i ever saw you again, i would keep my thoughts behind my eyes.  ❞ ❝  i did not want you to see my fear, though normally we kept nothing from each other.  ❞ ❝  gods and mortals never mix happily in our stories.  ❞ ❝  you will be dead soon enough.  ❞ ❝  you are destroying yourself. you will not be loved for this, you will be hated, and cursed.  ❞ ❝  you left yourself today. and now you are returned.  ❞ ❝  you are a better person than i.  ❞ ❝  whatever you do, i shall stand with you, as i always have.  ❞ ❝  you have looked at me a thousand thousand times, but there is something different in this gaze, an intensity i do not know.  ❞ ❝  my life is my reputation. it is all i have.  ❞ ❝  may i give you some advice? if you are truly his friend, you will help him leave this soft heart behind.  ❞ ❝  what are you thinking about?  ❞ ❝  even the boldest of people would whisper a prayer if they brushed against me.  ❞ ❝  the keen edge of my envy was like flint, a spark away from fire.  ❞ ❝  do you think we fight hopeless wars?  ❞ ❝  it is strange, that you would speak against betrayal.  ❞ ❝  if every soldier killed only those who’d personally offended him, we’d have no wars at all.  ❞ ❝  no one has ever tried to take something from me.  ❞ ❝  stay behind me.  ❞ ❝  will you help me put the rest of my armor on?  ❞ ❝  your face is blank and barren, like another language, impenetrable.  ❞ ❝  i am here because i believe that we will win. i am staying until the end.  ❞ ❝  your presence is like a stone in my shoe, impossible to ignore.  ❞ ❝  he is not worthy of you. he never has been.  ❞ ❝  will you tell me who hurt you?  ❞ ❝  it is like a nightmare; i expect, each moment, to wake to relief. but there is no waking.  ❞ ❝  i do not need to prove myself to you. to any of you.  ❞ ❝  you have always thought too much of yourself.  ❞ ❝  some men gain glory after they die, while others fade.  ❞ ❝  even here, behind the darkness of my eyelids, i cannot name the thing i hope for.  ❞ ❝  our joy is so bright we can see nothing else but the other.  ❞ ❝  you have a tender heart. an admirable quality, surely.  ❞ ❝  you are spring, golden and bright. envious death would drink your blood, and grow young again.  ❞ ❝  i will not be the raven on your shoulder all the time, predicting gloom.  ❞ ❝  you look different in sleep, beautiful but cold as moonlight.  ❞ ❝  when there is greed, there is hope.  ❞ ❝  i could have told you more, of the dreams that leave me bleary and bloodshot, the almost-screams that scrape my throat as i swallow them down.  ❞ ❝  you are angry, and not without reason.  ❞ ❝  you feel mislead; you were promised victory.  ❞ ❝  you know, it’s funny; i keep thinking i’ve seen you before.  ❞

[taggedmemes]

NON-SEXUAL FORMS OF INTIMACY! prompts taken from this tumblr post. as always, feel free to tweak these as needed, take care, and have fun!

[ HUG ] for our muses to hug

[ HAND ] for our muses to hold hands

[ WATCH ] for our muses to watch tv / movies together

[ DATE ] for our muses to go on a date (dealers choice!)

[ SHARE ] for our muses to share a drink / dessert

[ MEAL ] for our muses to share some other kind of food together

[ TALK ] for our muses to have a deep conversation

[ CALL ] for our muses to call / video chat

[ DETAIL ] for one muse to tell the other a personal detail about themselves

[ LAY ] for one muse to lay their head on the others shoulder

[ ARM ] for our muses to link arms while they walk

[ TOUCH ] for one muse to give the other a massage

[ TICKLE ] for one muse to tickle the other!

[ SMILE ] for our muses to share a knowing look

[ PLAY ] for one muse to play with / brush / braid the other’s hair

[ TRACE ] for one muse to trace patterns on the others skin

[ NOTE ] for one muse to leave a handwritten note for the other

[ HEART ] for one muse to rest their head on the others chest and listen to their heartbeat

[ MUSIC ] for our muses to sing / play instruments together

[ DANCE ] for our muses to dance together 

[ FEED ] for one muse to feed the other

[ DRAW ] for one muse to draw / write on the other

[ COOK ] for our muses to cook a meal together

[ READ ] for our muses to read next to one another

[ TREAT ] for our muses to do a face mask / paint their nails / etc together

[ SICK ] for one muse to take care of the other while they’re sick

[ SCRATCH ] for one muse to give the other head scratches

[ SLEEP ] for our muses to just sleep next to each other

[ KISS ] for one muse to put butterfly kisses all over the others face

[ ZEN ] for our muses to meditate together

[ STORY ] for one muse to tell the other a story, true or otherwise

[ BATH ] for our muses to bathe together

[ RELAX ] for our muses to have a relaxed, vulnerable moment together ( dealers choice!)

[ CRY ] for one muse to cry in the others presence

[ TRIP ] for our muses to take a trip together

[ MINE ] for one muse to wear something belonging to the other

[ HELP ] for one muse to accompany the other to an important appointment

[ ART ] for our muses to make art together

[ FUTURE ] for our muses to discuss the future and what they want from life

[ GAME ] for our muses to play a game together

[ TALK ] for one muse to bring up an important conversation they’ve been meaning to have 

[ YOU ] for one muse to compliment the other 

[ JOKE ] for our muses to share an inside joke

[ EAT ] for our muses to go out to eat together

[ ACCEPT ] for one muse to reassure the other that something they worry about is fine, and they love and accept them completely.

[lesnacc]

Vaov! Daha iyisini görmedim! (cr;@ZİRwoissa)

[rpinkling]

Gentle reminder that it is a busy time of year in real life for many of us right now, as the winter holidays are approaching. So if your dash and activity are quiet, if you're not getting many replies to roleplays? Then please don't blame yourself. There are finals for colege students, assignments due before break for high schoolers, crunch for many industries, deadlines before the holidays, and so on right now. Please be patient about roleplay replies and cut your roleplay partners some slack! We all could use a bit of rest sometimes.

[zahyou]

@erudianokabe​​ [cont]

and that carla did. truthfully, serving the customers today exhausted her. she had been on the move since the early morning — carrying tray after tray, as expected during their busiest hours. even if it was for only a moment, catching a familiar face had broken the humdrum of the evening. although she was beginning to take notice of a certain man’s routine.

❝ keith-san, when are you plannin’ to come in with some friends once in a while? ❞ she badgered. carla may not have arrived immediately at his table, but, sure enough, he was still here while everything was slowing down. ❝ my hands are full tonight, so don’t go around botherin’ any of the poor drunkards here, okay? they might be too intoxicated and say yes this time. ❞ she’d already caught the few moments he got away with it.

persuading young men of what was beyond the walls, without ever reminding them of the carnage she’d seen return; the husbands and wives who would order only alcohol clutching a ripped survey corps’ emblem close.

carla sighed, filling keith’s tankard before setting it back down. her huffs softened, shades of hazel dipping into the other, a hand against her hip.

how keith could never simply rest and enjoy himself, she would never understand. 

[zahyou]

Quite literally have four followers, but. Gimme a bit to be here. Still figuring out how to tumblr again and i’ve been truthfully lazy learning thus far. I will exist, but at the same time I will not for the first half of this month if I am found. > v>’

[gizaoyas]

“Without all of your strength, we wouldn’t have been able to stop the rumbling” - Shingeki no Kyojin chapter 137

[digivice]

i still respect you a lot, nile.

[zahyou]

[...] “Would you really entrust the Armour to someone who snaps at every little provocation?” The warrior candidate began his statement with a question. One that didn’t really need an immediate answer. “It’s not just morale that Reiner has going for him, sir. If anything, no one can beat him when it comes to fortitude and tenacity. His loyalty to Marley is something that cannot be questioned either. Pushing forward despite the odds, he only ever has the mission in his head. It doesn’t even matter how much you dissuade that guy. If it’s for the sake of Marley, then he’ll withstand whatever obstacle there is just to complete the task at hand.”

“I’m sure that even you’ve noticed it too, right, Chief Maggath?” For this the boy had to pause, a look of seriousness affixed upon his features. Porco’s attitude was hardly a secret to anyone. He was someone who thought highly of himself, was arrogant, and could get violent at a moment’s provocation. Just that squabble the other day was hardly becoming of a warrior candidate. “Someone incapable of keeping themselves in check would only be a liability to the army and to the mission. Even if you’re the best warrior on the battlefield, arrogance and carelessness will often result in failure. And if we’re really going to attack Paradis in order to exterminate all of that island’s devils, one less risk can surely make a difference.” He thought back on the incident the other day. “It’d be problematic if a difference in ideals would compromise the mission and sow seeds of distrust. We can’t give the Armour to someone who can be mistaken for as a stray restorationist just because he can’t put a lid on his mouth. I know that it’s not my place to speak for any officer of Marley, sir. However, having someone who’s a little slower on the upkeep but has the zeal to carry out the mission regardless of the cost is more advantageous compared to someone who simply follow orders just for the sake of it. That’s my opinion, sir.”

“I’m sure that even you’ve noticed it too, right, Chief Maggath?”

“I have.” 

What his soldier was saying was something he was aware of. Articulate, even more than those dozen officers who were prepared to send off a group of prepubescents to slaughter millions. Porco Galliard could be a handful, just like Marcel said. But a rebellious spirit doesn’t ever last in the military. Theo bruised just as much as he broke during his service, and he’s learned so long as you listen in the end, a proper beating could bide a few subtle  objections. That was the current appraisal over the other Galliard. If they completed their mission, the rest of his colleagues wouldn’t care how they did it. Coming back with their weapons intact was where it counted. 

“I don’t disagree. The Armored won’t even make a dent in those walls if it’s too preoccupied trying to feed its own ego.” Theo studied the boy’s observations himself, closely. He seated down against his chair, letting a few moments of pause happen before he continued. Smoke from his ashtray still fresh wafted around at one of the corners of his desk. “But frankly, having it fall on its ass before it reaches there in the first place won’t have much of a benefit either. Are you positive about your assessments towards Warrior Candidates Porco Galliard and Reiner Braun?” Again, Theo looked deep inside those eyes. No hesitation. No remorse. Whatever suspicion he could’ve felt, all washed away from a single eye to eye; remembering who exactly he was talking to and what the Paradis Island Operation meant to the boy’s pride. 

It wouldn’t be much later until Marcel swallowed down the Jaw himself. No matter the way you looked at it, Marcel had to think strategically, even with his blood considered. Those disputes the devils had in their little playground could mean something in the end. Whether that was influenced by personal feelings or otherwise, Theo knew Marcel was clever enough to not enter his office completely for the sake of family. And if he was? Well, it was a damn shame the kid was born Eldian and couldn’t pursue an acting career someplace else in the world instead. 

The tip of Theo’s cigarette tapped onto the edges of his bowl. Two coarse fingers twiddled it in between them, finally reaching his lips; exhaling all his thoughts in a long-winded, heavy, breath. If he had kids, he wondered how it’d feel to hear them speak about themselves like this. “A stray restorationist, huh. If anyone had caught that from your mouth, you would’ve been meetin’ your brother in Paradis whether you liked it or not. Wouldn’t be as the Armored, though.” He brought his attention back towards the ashtray. A few more taps. It was a threat as much as it was a statement. 

But for Theo Maggath, when Marcel chose to leave his post. All it was, was a cynical reminder.

[dustysalmon]

"I've done nothing I can be proud of..."

[ecstaticasusual]

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

[zahyou]

@erudianokabe​​ //

every step out there sends those children into collapse. the beat of their hearts, theo can hear it. vibrations of a breaking point that he tips over the edge each and every day.

❝ so what you’re telling me is, an eldian soldier knows better than a dozen of marleyan officers. is that it? ❞ he remarks. there is contempt, but he mostly wants marcel to listen to himself carefully. as a man who’s supervised them for years —  recognizes every strength and weakness they own. ❝ braun’s got the morale, but that won’t be enough to wield one of the nine. and that brother of yours hasn’t had much we’ve needed to complain about. ❞ the fact was, porco galliard and reiner braun were close to an even match by the brass’ perspective. as much as the latter lacked the skill set, it didn’t matter in the long run if he was willing to stone-guard their motherland’s defense as intended.

but theo sees it in that young boy’s eyes. he’s saluting like a soldier, but no twelve-year-old child can ever hide their real intentions; especially when it involves family. that pulse thumping inside marcel, inside his cadet’s chest. it’s withering, on the verge of crumbling right then and there in front of their captain. the kid acts like he’s got a say in the matter, even when his superiors already have an idea of whom they’re going to select.

it’s not like theo doesn’t also want to see the next warriors come home after all this in one piece. but he’s the one sending them off to paradis in the first place. they could die the same by his orders, being the littlest they offer for all the unspeakable evils their predecessors unleashed.

that’s his job.

that’s their repentance.

❝ but it sounds like this has been on your mind for a while now. ❞ theo sighs. for what relief this gives the other, they can sleep happy this at least goes to the board. ❝ make it quick, marcel. if you truly have valuable information that concerns the last of our remaining warrior candidates, then i want to hear every detail you thought was critical enough to stop and warn me for. ❞