𝐓𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥. || 𝐀𝐨𝐓

❝𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬.❞

The air tasted of iron and dust, the same mix that followed him since that day. [Name] tightened his grip on his blade, knuckles paling beneath the leather gloves. He could still see the flames licking up the walls of his childhood, could still hear the distant screams of a boy's laughter turning to terror. Funny, how the past stained him darker than any bloodshed. The smell of charred wood clung to his memories as if it were soaked into his skin, a bitter reminder of innocence turned to ash. Even now, among the towering walls and cold eyes of his comrades, he was an outsider. A boy haunted by shadows that no one else could see.

[AoT various x Male! Reader]