Zeke x reader. But your mom abandons you and your family when you were a baby; your dad is negligent, so you spend a lot of time with your uncle, who happens to be with the Eldian Restorers. So, you grow up hating the Marleyan propaganda about your people. You often go with your uncle to his meetings, so you know that Zeke has royal blood. You train to be a warrior because that's what every good Eldian aspires to be, but you know that Zeke is the one who has to inherit a Titan. You like your uncle and place your trust in Grisha's plan. Then Zeke betrays them.You were going to visit your uncle when you see him being dragged into the truck. He looks at you in terror and screams not to come closer, that you didn't know anything. Fear fills you, and you deny it when the police ask you about him. You see Zeke, pale, being comforted by his grandparents. Your father won't have the same treatment with you. You don't want to go back home, but you can't cry in front of all these people.
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Y/N sat cross-legged on the floor, in the quiet glow of the evening. Her young eyes widened with wonder as she gazed up at her grandmother. The elder, her face was a map of life’s secrets and tales. The grandmother sat in her rocking chair, knitting slowly glancing down at her grandchild.
“My dear child,” she began, her voice was a whisper yet in the old house, it sounded so much louder, “there exists a tear in the paths of our universe, a rift unseen but deeply felt. A time will come when it calls out to a guardian, someone to mend the seams of destiny.”
Y/N listened, her heart beating curiously in awe. She had no idea what her grandmother was talking about, but she hung onto every single word.
“You, my dear child, are the chosen one. The universe does not make errors in their selection. She sees the strength in your heart, the courage in your soul, and the unwavering light in your spirit. You, my dear, are a warrior of the mind.”
“But, gram-gram,” Y/N interjected, her voice a mix of confusion, “how will I know? Can I really be like a superhero?”
Her grandmother rocked back and forth in her chair, with the kindest smiles that held the secrets of the universe, her wisdom born from the years of reading the stars themselves.
“When the time comes, you will know. The universe will guide you. Remember, what flows in your veins is of those who dreamed, and wanted to make a difference in the world even if it meant being outcasted by the rest of the world. You carry the legacy of soldiers within you, of healers and scholars. You are stronger then you could think.”
The words of her grandmother lulled her to sleep with a heart full of curious questions. The starts glistened in the sky knowing, that it was only short while before the young girl would make a difference and heal the paths of destiny.
My review of the michelangelo piece "the creation of adam" by the look of the Attack on titan piece, with the yeager brothers having their long-awaited encounter from last season being represented through the pursuit of their touch in art.
