He Is Like My Little Brother - Blog Posts

I just finished rereading aot again for the fourth time probably. I love chapter 114. I also am a bit pissed that i have to rewrite my thoughts AGAIN. Because Tumblr decided my connection was ass. (IT WAS NOT). Anyway i love zeke as a kid so much. This chapter means so much to me because we get to see zeke without all the lying. Without the beard or the glasses that makes it hard to read his fucking expressions and thoughts. Finally a peek into his fucking brain .

He was an honest kid. He was a kid. He cried, and laughed, and smiled just like one. This chapter felt so humanizing for me. I love when his smile reached his eyes. He was so expressive growing up. And he probably still is if those fucking glasses and beard doesnt cover most of his face. Like cmon id like to see your eyes please?? The window to your soul? I love you for being so mysterious ig.

His eyes is so expressive. The way he doesnt even look them in the eye... He doesnt want to be a warrior. I think this shows how evil and hate isnt born, its taught. He wasn't born a liar.

The way he just spills everything so fast here. Mr ksaver was the only one who made him understood..

He never grew up. He mentally never left here. Child soldier and trauma be making it hard for him to be present. To be able to enjoy life.. (his life wasn't that great though even if you were present. Actually maybe being present would've just been worse.) i love how aot has a lesson on keeping kids away from adults problems.