A Pillow for the Commander [Drunk!Erwin x Reader] by cherrypikkins, literature
Literature
A Pillow for the Commander [Drunk!Erwin x Reader]
---A Pillow for the Commander: [Drunk!Erwin x Reader]---
Author's Notes: In which the Reader, a junior officer in the Recon Corps, discovers that her superior is a little… cuddly when inebriated. Warnings for fluff, suggestive themes, alcohol and drunken snuggles. Hope you enjoy =3
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The candle burned low upon the sleek mahogany desk, just barely illuminating the sheets of parchment that decorated your workspace. You rubbed your bleary eyes with the back of an ink-smudged hand. No wonder they strained! The hours had flown by before you even knew it. Now the day was nearly over, and the sun was setting beyond the horizon. Just wher
'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] Part 41 FINALE by cherrypikkins, literature
Literature
'Just Be' [Jean x Tsundere!Reader] Part 41 FINALE
---'Just Be': Part 41 (FINALE)---
On the day before leaving for Karanes, you and Jean made the decision to visit your hometown one last time. One month after suffering an invasion, the most of Trost had finally been rebuilt, though the scars of war continued to decorate the cityscape. Gigantic, foot-shaped craters lay embedded in the street tiles where the Titans had once marched. Naturally, the townsfolk gave them a wide berth. Some bloodstains remained on the walls, though they were faded against time and rain. Other buildings were still in the process of being rebuilt. Others were considered beyond hope, and were simply torn down. Those w
Let's play! |2| (Jean x Reader) by jungtaekwoon, literature
Literature
Let's play! |2| (Jean x Reader)
"OW!" Jean screeched. You laughed combing his hair with your brush.
"Stop being so violent, you're taking out the hair that I barely even have." he complained. You shifted your legs so they'll be on each side of Jean's hips, finally getting comfortable. Jean got tense due to sudden contact.
"Relax will you? I'm almost done." you said in a stern voice, concentrating on his hair.
"Why are you doing this any ways?" he crossed his arms, glaring at the wall.
"Because, I'm bored." you replied. 'And I want to spend time with you.' you thought. You've had a crush on Jean for a while. The only person you've told was Christa, you both treated each othe