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Okay but we all know squad leader isabel would pin flock in a spar. man needs to be humbled.

Man would be on the ground so fucking quick; isabel would destroy him. He refuses to spar with her again. The only time he allows it is whenever he thinks he's gotten better, enough that he can finally show her- and he's on the damn ground again. Anytime they spar, floch diverts his gaze AWAY from her no don't you dare- he doesn't want to not with you- jean help ... why are you just walking away- Eren? Mikasa? .... Armin ....? basta-

#༊*·˚ FLOCH. FORSTER ◞ ― headcanon *ೃ༄ #(this is now my favourite hc thank you) #(MAN NEEDS A LOT OF THINGS KSDFH) #(FUCK HIM UP) #(everyone is like c: good. as you deserve)

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⋆ ┊ . 𝐼𝒻 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝐿𝑜𝓈𝑒, 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝒟𝒾𝑒 ◞ 𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖊 . accepting. ˚ @naitfall ⤸ ❛  please don't leave me alone. i cannot do this without you.  ❜ ( post thunder-spear explosion, he asks help to kill the beast. @ farlan ��� )

In every way he's against it. From the beginning, ever since the battle in shiganshina, Farlan has witnessed the obsession inflicted to that final promise / kill the beast titan. Kill Zeke. It should be a simple case, they'd managed to kill their enemies before; he has no qualms in that. He hated people like Zeke the most. Over confident, arrogant killers, toying with their soldier's and murdering them in cold blood without batting an eye; it was all too similar, all too real to the life he'd been stuck in ever since he was a child. There's no sympathy towards that man ... for what he did, and what he'd done since.

Zeke's fate was never the problem. It was Levi. There wasn't much that could blindsight him / all but Erwin Smith. He hadn't been the same since his death. No, maybe even before that, since he met with Kenny a final time ... he was battling something inside him, confliction and a loss in himself. Farlan had watched him ever since that day. Whatever it was, it was devouring him.

Levi rarely made mistakes, or rather, he wasn't the type to let his emotions get in the way to leave him vulnerable to a counter attack / yet Zeke had managed this twice. The state Farlan had found him in ... at least he was still alive. Too stubborn to quit, when any normal man would know his limits. But he exceeded that limit time and time again, to the point it seemed natural for him to do so. He'd give more then his own life to fulfil this promise.

❝ Levi ... ❞ Instead of explaining that to Levi again, to proclaim how unreasonable it was right now / that even Farlan was at his own limit with the crisis ahead, how he knows only death awaited them in this suicide mission ... and that regardless [to hell with it] he was seeing it through to the end, there's something that stops him. Forces lips to tighten instead. His gaze, which is otherwise unsteady, is fixated to Levi. If Levi was insane for this, then he was no better.

i cannot do this without you. 

Farlan is loyal to the end. His past self, the one before Levi, would never hope to understand. To never dream he'd find hope in someone else. To also give his body and soul to what he wanted in life. What was worth protecting to the very end. He could laugh at himself for being so sentimental, shake his head at the path he'd chosen -- of course he's here. There's no where else he'd want to be. There's a plea in those determined eyes of his, weakened by injury, exhausted from countless battles, and Levi is finally saying the words he'd wished he'd said a long time ago. Finally putting trust in him.

❝ You're impossible, you know that? ❞ And still, he can't stop the grin from forming. Both tired and withered, lost but not defeated. The irony it was, that this reminded him of old times. Farlan's laughter is quiet, weakened, it's a crazy request. ❝ Let's do it. Just don't go dying on me. ❞ I'm by your side, Levi.

#༊*·˚ FARLAN. CHURCH ◞ ― interaction *ೃ༄ #༊*·˚ FARLAN. CHURCH ◞ ― answered *ೃ༄ #༊*·˚ FARLAN. CHURCH ◞ ― verse; 02. corps veteran *ೃ༄ #naitfall #(vc you son of a bitch I'm in)

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For some reason I'm feeling floch energy today so like for a starter from him (this is a threat)

#༊*·˚ ooc. ◞ ― mun speaks *ೃ༄ #(im here hello! time to write things)

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He's staring . . . ( for absolutely no reason, I wanted to send him to you )

Just how do you expect Farlan to concentrate on anything else-

#༊*·˚ FARLAN. CHURCH ◞ ― answered *ೃ༄ #༊*·˚ ooc. ◞ ― mun speaks *ೃ༄ #naitfall #(immediately farlan muse jumped in-) #( ... vc ... clean thoughts- )

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I don't know why I always feel I need to rush so I am not going to stress too much. Scared of getting soft blocked maybe?? I think I will focus then now on close mutuals and friends, and still be open to new interaction! but I need to vibe away from rpc mentality again oop because it consumes me badly, and that's on me oof. I also need to stop stressing if characters sound accurate and make them my own ocs now, they think this way is it canon? nope let's go-

#༊*·˚ ooc. ◞ ― mun speaks *ೃ༄ #tbd / #(sorry for the ramble) #(I am going to smooth sail it again because that's when I was having fun) #(and I have so many fun interactions sitting there <3 for me to have) #(going to set this blog as more private)

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sideblog to @knightinsourarmor | a kuchel ackerman rp blog from shingeki no kyojin. original portrayal, featuring modern / reincarnation verses, au verses & more | penned by reina, she/her, 21+

❝ there is a terrible emptiness in me, an indifference that hurts. ❞

EREBUS [/ˈɛrəbəs/] (ancient greek: ἔρεβος) [ noun ]: the personification of darkness, the darkness of the underworld, the underworld itself, or the region through which souls pass to reach hades

#༊*·˚ OOC. ◞ ― promo *ೃ༄ #( THIS IS MY WIFE )

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levi, you grown any yet? oh, it don't look like you changed at all!

#༊*·˚ KENNY. ACKERMAN ◞ ― visuals *ೃ༄

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open the boop (it's not a threat)

little did they know (me) it was indeed a threat

#༊*·˚ ooc. ◞ ― mun speaks *ೃ༄ #( THE BOOPS ) #( it took me forever to understand what the boops were until I accepted the boops )

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❝ Yes, exactly -- this is what I've been saying. It's just not possible. So who is the one trimming Levi's hair? I have a few thoughts of my own- ❞ The scouts aren't listening, he's just interjected on a topic of similar nature. Bottle in hand, he clears his throat. He's had ample time to think about it, there wasn't anything else to do. Levi was the one staring him down all day. Try as he might, it was hard to get his face out of his head, which was extremely unfortunate.

#༊*·˚ OOC. ◞ ― shitposting *ೃ༄ #( absolutely no one at that campsite humours him- ) #༊*·˚ ZEKE. YEAGER ◞ ― interaction *ೃ༄

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every day I think about zeke doing a podcast style show during his time in that forest with the scouts. this is my crack!headcanon. he's incredibly bored and needs something to do to pass the time. he tries to get levi to come sit with him, he is holding up an empty wine bottle as a microphone. the more it pisses levi off, the more fun he has.

#༊*·˚ ZEKE. YEAGER ◞ ― musing *ೃ༄ #༊*·˚ OOC. ◞ ― shitposting *ೃ༄ #( it's called 'zeke speaks' forest edition ) #( he's hoping it catches on )

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⋆ ┊ . 𝐼𝒻 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝐿𝑜𝓈𝑒, 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝒟𝒾𝑒 ◞ ˚ @naitfall ⤸ Could a part of him be searching for answers — the reason their paths had once crossed, for the change the man had brought into his life? Could a part of him feel indebted to him — truth was, Levi wouldn't be strolling the empty prison hallways, if it wasn't for Kenny. A murderer who'd take the lives of others with such ease, yet he had saved Levi's life many years ago. The same duality of nature they shared, a mix of black and white, of characteristics that weren't meant to co-exist within the same person, but clash. The same nature, impossible for nearly everyone to understand. Or was his visit, the desperation of an abandoned child, searching for its lost guardian? Back pressed against the wall, right across his cell he'd stand, watching him behind bars. ❝ Now that Historia has become Queen, I don't see you getting out of here any time soon. ❞ He could get him out with just a word. But Levi was never the type to abuse power. If Kenny wanted to escape after all, he already would have. ❝ At least you won't get executed. Unless you'd rather bite the dust instead of spending your last days in this shithole. ❞ He could simply be looking for an honest conversation, from the man who had taught him honesty, even if made of secrets and lies.

❝ Then, ain't here to kill me yourself, huh? You just like comin' down here or what? The way I'm seein' it, we both might as well be stuck in this cell. ❞ All his men were dead. The very dream he'd killed for time and time again, well, that too was just as dead. What was it all for in the end? Kenny knew the answer clearly. Power. Absolute godly power. Hell. He'd do it all again too, so long as it got him that much closer to his dream. That's all there was in this world. The things men would kill for, would devote their lives too; so damn rotten, and so damn human, to crave and get drunk on that sensation.

He scoffs, but the man's bravado is weakened, the reality of his situation a cruel reminder; the prison cell he's kept in, locked away in the darkness, with just himself. Trapped. ❝ You really like to keep runnin' that mouth of yours, don't you boy? Don't be stupid. Rotting away like this, hell, I might as well be dead already. It ain't living. To simply be breathing ain't to be alive. ❞

Torture. What a shitty way to go; what a damn fitting fate for a pile of trash like him. Weren't that the truth ... ay, Uri? No point in escaping, such little fight left in him. Damn, he'd gotten old, or what? Nah. It was simple, the dream he'd been chasing, well, it was all a lie. Led like a damn mutt. He could never stand where Uri stood. It really felt like it for a time, that he was close to seeing the world through eyes that weren't his own, to see something amazing - something beautiful. What Uri saw. A hopeless dream.

❝ Won't you put in a good word with our lil' queen? I'll even apologise for shovin' a knife down her daddy's throat. ❞ Dramatic teasing, words all for show. Truth was, he's tired. Even if he got out of here, escaped, there was nothing left for him to give this world. It would have been better to die back there, even if the thought of facing death was terrifying.

❝ Places like this ain't our style. So what is it Levi, wan'ta reminisce about ol' times, or you wanna keep talking shit. Heh, ain't like I mind all that much either way. ❞

#༊*·˚ KENNY. ACKERMAN ◞ ― interaction *ೃ༄ #༊*·˚ KENNY. ACKERMAN ◞ ― answered *ೃ༄ #naitfall #( me wondering how kenny would be like if he survived- OH OKAY IT'S LIKE THIS ) #( god he's a sad man ) #( talking to levi while he's in a cell is the thing keeping him sane ) #( going feral ove r this setting Y ESSS )

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⋆ ┊ . 𝐼𝒻 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝐿𝑜𝓈𝑒, 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝒟𝒾𝑒 ◞ ˚ @knightinsourarmor ⤸ ❝ Doctor, don't you think my son is a bit too short for his age? ❞

❝ Well, I wouldn't say he's too short. Some children can turn out to be late bloomers. ❞ Grisha's tone is light, delicate to the subject in a rather awkward manner. Here again. How many times now had he journeyed down? When he heard about the pregnancy, it plagued his mind ; if he wasn't checking in, it would distract him, pull him away from his tasks ... and still, even after the birth, he returns again and again. There's only so much he can do. He knows not to get attached to anything, nothing in this world, not after everything ... of the things he'd been entrusted, he could only march towards that single goal. An prolonged death sentence, it often felt like.

Lips form into a line as he studies her expression. She was a woman who kept her heart locked away, apathy concealed her emotions ... he often looked into her eyes and found nothing staring back. So, there's something bitter-sweet about the concern in furrowed brows, a light gleam in her eyes whenever she spoke about the boy. Pain and love, concern, the frightening future that awaited them. Grisha dare not argue against her decision, never once had he convinced her towards the surface; so he'd take these moments instead, providing what little he could, trying to save the lives around him. Instead of being their downfall.

❝ Still, nutrition is important for health and growth. I don't think there's much to worry about just yet, but if he starts to show any signs of malnourishment, let me know. Outside of my professional opinion ... a personal interjection- ... for the sake of both your lives, please. It's not too late to start over. I'd be able to help you on the surface. Just, give it some thought. ❞

#༊*·˚ GRISHA. YEAGER ◞ ― interaction *ೃ༄ #༊*·˚ GRISHA. YEAGER ◞ ― answered *ೃ༄ #knightinsourarmor #( the relationship they had gives so much more depth to Grisha with Mikasa's family and taking her in ) #( when(IF) kuchel dies and then not being able to find Levi. then mikasa's parents dying and SHE goes missing ) #( and so finding her again safe the adoption is immediate. it's the Ackerman's they get him- ) #( anyway I just. adore this scenario so MUCH )

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It's a RARE moment ; for any of them, any one of those who stood on the front lines of a bloody hellscape. A short time of repose that felt endless in the gaze of the open sky. Armin knows if he kept that gaze for too long, he was sure to get sucked into the warm hues that painted the land in a way he'd long taken for granted. If they stayed like this forever, he wonders if he'd mind all that much. But neither the world nor his own curious mind would let him. There was more then just the vast sky just waiting for them. Across that red soaked path would be a world they'd ever only read about ... in those very books that set the path he ventured down today. That they both did. That very hopeful, wonderous dream, despite it being tainted in realism of war and monsters, forging a new road in turn ... Armin found it would always lead right back there, to when it had first started. And that eased the creepy grip of the unknown that lied ahead.

❝ It's funny. The sky right now seems bigger then when we were kids, even from just here. ❞ Captivated, the very blue in his eyes shine just as bright through his thoughtful, tranquil gaze. ❝ Days like this are hard to come by now. ❞

Even the cool breeze was gentle, the field of grass dancing carelessly to it's quite hum. It was nice. Armin spent most his time thinking, planning, going over everything he could, at any opportunity he had. There was still so much they didn't know, things they couldn't hope to understand yet ; and still, he had to think ahead. All of it. Everything. The titans, the walls, the military itself, mitigation of loss, the cost of sacrifices they'd have to make, of eren ... of titan shifters. To make himself useful. To help in what little way he could. To not be a burden on his friends. To his comrades. To humanity itself.

❝ Huh? ❞ Eren's question catches him off guard. Surprised, he shifts his position to face him. The anxiety that filled his heart was but a whisper these days. Should he be here? Was he really so worthless? Would his friends be better off without him? So they didn't have to worry about him anymore. So he'd stop holding them back. He so easily takes words to heart, so quick to condemn himself. To paint a picture of himself through his friends eyes, with nothing but distain to greet him.

It's not like that. Armin's expression remains calm and oddly content, peaceful as his gaze drifts back to the sky. ❝ Well ... I'd be lying if I said I enjoyed it, but I doubt that's the case for any of us. To be honest, it was never a decision, so the thought of regretting it has never even been an option for me. At the very least, it's not something I think about. ❞ He couldn't stand by. Not after the wall fell. Not after the government sent innocents to their death. Sent his only living family to his death. Knowledge brought change. The outside world had always been his goal. It was two birds with one stone.

❝ Of course I'm still scared. Most the time I can't stop myself from shaking. The idea that tomorrow might be are last plays over in my mind constantly. But I think, if I didn't join the survey corp, if I stayed inside the walls covering my ears ... then I'd be no different then being dead. There's a whole world outside, waiting. I want to see the ocean we read about. I want to know how far it stretches. And there's still so much more to discover about this world. ❞

@worldhell liked for a starter | Eren Yeager & Armin Arlert

It was a warm day. The sun had risen only a few hours ago. Before them, lay infinite lands of grass — a delusion, the walls too far away, beyond tall hills where their eyes wouldn’t reach. The cold breeze is welcoming, refreshing, as the two of them had sat on the ground, enjoying their day of rest, where neither they’d have to fight nor train. It was only for a day, but Eren wouldn’t have to be anybody’s hope or prove himself to anyone. Wasn't he the one who longed for this for years? Stand at the front lines, to kill the monsters who took away their freedom. ❝ I like this. ❞ In moments like this, with his closest friend by his side, Eren‘s insatiable desire to keep advancing forward would be satisfied, even if temporarily, for Armin carried a different kind of freedom within. 

In his eyes, Armin’s thoughts ran free, to sights he didn’t need to see, senses he didn’t need to experience. He was jealous of the other, for finding comfort in the moment, for being able to dream what was too far away, when Eren couldn’t see where his hands wouldn’t reach — that was why he’d desperately keep running, to get where he wanted to be. A soul of extremes, he wouldn’t find peace once an idea was in his head, whether it was revenge, or hope. He couldn’t stop until he made it come true, dedicating his entire being. A prisoner of his own nature. It was Armin who had given him a reason to fight when he showed him that book many years ago, and it was Armin right at this moment, who would be his chance to breathe, to rest for a short moment.

❝ We've been fighting for so long. It's nice to finally catch a break. ❞ He couldn't help but wonder, what was that Armin sought ? Were his desires as strong as his?

The question to follow seems to come out of nowhere, a question troubling him for a while now. ❝ Say, Armin . . . Have you regretted joining the Survey Corps? ❞ Armin had said one needed to give up a part of themselves in order to survive. He couldn’t be entirely wrong, Eren having given up his humanity when he ended up at a Titan’s stomach, but that wasn’t the case for him — insightful, observant, but always a cruel judge of himself. Believing because he couldn’t keep up with the rest of them, he had changed. Eren knew better. Eren could see Armin’s heart remained the same. When he'd visit Annie, when he'd look after him and Mikasa, never voicing his worries, constantly doubting himself, even though he was suffering the most.

Quite the misfortune, how selfless he’d be, to have found someone as greedy as himself. He didn’t mind it though, Eren being the one who was lucky.

#༊*·˚ ARMIN. ARLERT ◞ ― interaction *ೃ༄ #knightinsourarmor #( I LOVE your eren already o h my god !! ) #( thank you so much for this !! )

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*      ―    ﴾  𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠  𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜  ﴿   :    𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒  𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐘  𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

personally ,   i’m  tired  of  the  secondhand  embarrassment.   so  here’s  a  random  assortment  of  nsfw  actions  and  dialogue  prompts  that  don’t  feel  too  over  the  top.   (  don’t  forget  to  add  [ reverse ]  if  you’d  like  to  see  the  receiver  perform  the  action.  )

actions.

[ PULL ]:  sender  pulls  receivers  hair.

[ HICKEY ]:  sender  gives  receiver  a  hickey.

[ TRAIL ]:  sender  leaves  a  trail  of  kisses  down  receivers  stomach.

[ HIPS ]:  sender  pulls  receiver  in  closer  by  the  hips.

[ KNEES ]:  sender  lowers  themselves  to  their  knees.

[ STRIPTEASE ]:  sender  teasingly  strips  their  clothes.

[ STRIP ]:  sender  undresses  receiver.

[ GRIND ]:  sender  grinds  on  receivers  thigh.

[ ORAL ]:  sender  goes  down  on  receiver.

[ PASSENGER ]:  sender  touches  receiver  while  sender  is  driving.

[ DRIVER ]:  sender  goes  down  on  /  touches  receiver  while  receiver  is  driving.

[ OVERSTIMULATED ]:  sender  repeatedly  making  receiver  orgasm.

[ PUBLIC ]:  sender  and  receiver  have  sex  somewhere  public.

[ CAR ]:  sender  and  receiver  have  sex  in  a  car.

[ CONTROL ]:  sender  is  riding  receiver  and  receiver  takes  control  by  guiding  their  hips.

[ SHY ]:  sender  covers  their  face  and  receiver  moves  their  hands  away.

[ EYES ]:  sender  makes  receiver  look  them  in  the  eyes.

[ BEG ]:  sender  begs  receiver  to  touch  /  fuck  them.

[ MORNING ]:  sender  wakes  receiver  up  with  sex.

[ STRADDLE ]:  sender  sits  in  receivers  lap  to  tease  them.

[ CAMERA ]:  sender  records  receiver.

[ RECORD ]:  sender  is  recorded  by  receiver.

[ MOUTH ]:  sender  puts  their  fingers  into  receivers  mouth.

[ LOVE ]:  sender  tells  receiver  they  love  them  during.

[ PUSH ]:  sender  pushes  receiver  onto  bed.

dialogue.

“ you  look  so  pretty  like  this.  “

“ i  want  to  spend  all  night  learning  every  sound  you  make. “

“ let  me  take  care  of  you. “

“ i’m  not  wearing  any  underwear  right  now. “

“ you’re  really  good  at  that. “

“ god,  you’re  so  wet  /  hard  …. “

“ i  think  about  you  when  i  touch  myself. “

“ tell  me  what  you  want. “

“ please  touch  /  fuck  me. “

“ i  love  teasing  you. “

“ touch  yourself  for  me. “

“ i  get  so  wet  /  hard  around  you. “

“ get  on  your  knees. “

“ you’re  such  a  tease. “

“ tell  me  you’re  mine. “

“ i’m  yours. “

“ i  want  you  to  cum  for  me. “

“ i  want  you  to  cum  in  me. “

“ i’ll  be  good,  i  promise. “

“ you’re  doing  so  good  for  me. “

“ you  feel  so  good. “

“ you  sound  so  pretty  when  you  moan. “

“ i  could  be  your  toy. “

“ fuck  me  like  you  love  me. “

“ i’m  gonna  cum- “

“ i  just  want  to  feel  something. “

“ i  wanna  be  on  top  this  time. “

#༊*·˚ ooc. ◞ ― meme ˢᵖᵉᶜᶦᶠʸ ᵐᵘˢᵉ/ˢ *ೃ༄ #nsfw cw #(sunday sunday sunday- )

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nile ... <3

#༊*·˚ OOC. ◞ ― mun speaks *ೃ༄ #( that is all. I don't talk about him as much but I still love him )

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⋆ ┊ . 𝐼𝒻 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝐿𝑜𝓈𝑒, 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝒟𝒾𝑒 ◞ 𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖊 . accepting. ˚ @thecommanderzoe ⤸ ❝ i'm trapped between two impossible choices, and neither one feels right.  ❜ @ Armin

𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄𝐒, It felt like that was always the case. Armin can sympathise with that, understand the hardship even just a little. ❝ I suppose ... they never do. Not really. ❞ He'd once said that in order to face the world they lived in, that it was a necessity to throw away your humanity to face their enemies. It wasn't a choice they could afford to have, they didn't have the luxury of mercy. He never believed in solving things with violence, he always believed there was another way -- another way to win that didn't involve fighting. And still, when it came time for that final call, the only course of action was to carve a path of blood.

He knows if Erwin survived, maybe that burden wouldn't fall entirely on Hange, but feeling any bit of pity towards himself had been swept with the trying times. That was also ... something he couldn't afford, not with the life he still had. Instead, why not shoulder that burden with her, as much as he possible can.

❝ I don't know if any choice is right or wrong. Maybe it's neither. ❞ There's no comfort in his words because it's a cold truth they have to face, but even so, his tone is soft as he takes a seat by her side. ❝ We just have to shoulder the consequence of that choice, and keep moving forward. It's not easy ... maybe, there were other choices available to us all along. But, we can't wait around to find out. I'm sure though, that if we can keep holding out long enough, we'll gain more knowledge, understand our situation more, and then maybe, one day, we won't be trapped by two damning choices. ❞

Armin grimaces, knuckles digging into the fabric of his pants, and he can't help but divert his gaze. ❝ Sorry, I know that's not very comforting. ❞ He doesn't deserve to feel any sense of remorse or regret, but, he knows, deep in his heart, that Erwin would have inspired more hope if he was the one still here.

#thecommanderzoe #༊*·˚ ARMIN. ARLERT ◞ ― interaction *ೃ༄ #༊*·˚ ARMIN. ARLERT ◞ ― answered *ೃ༄ #( I LOVE THEIR INTERACTIONS SO MUCH )

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𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏 𝐀𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃, 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐇𝐄? At the sight of (@soldiersscream), all opportunity falls out the window. Appearing at the very room he'd planned on sneaking into, how convenient. Information was the key to survival, a fact that never left Farlan, not even after officially joining the scouts. If he felt that more information was being kept, he'd find a way to stay ahead of the game; besides, there was still so much he didn't know about the survey corps, or it's commander. Levi might have put his trust in the man, but Farlan's guard was not so easily overcome.

He failed at hiding his immediate displeasure, caught of guard by Erwin Smith yet again. ❝ Commander. ❞ Respectfully, of course. A true salute and everything. Walking down the hallways wasn't a crime, now was it? He could have just kept on walking by, right? But they both knew it wasn't that simple. ❝ Taking a night-time stroll? ❞

#༊*·˚ FARLAN. CHURCH ◞ ― interaction *ೃ༄ #༊*·˚ FARLAN. CHURCH ◞ ― verse; 02. corps veteran *ೃ༄ #( there are no illegal activities happening here sir )