P.S. I don't know why I forgot it... but add most slash pairings to that list >.>
That about sums it up! :3
Also these be my BFFs~
Klutz: Erwin Smith x ReaderKlutz: Erwin Smith x Reader by ~drunkkyo
A subtle snap of a twig halted your writing, and you jerked upright in your seat. You were awake, yes, but the hard work had caused you to lean your head against your arm and only secretly shut your overworked vision.
It was dark, and much too scary outside. Rain slammed against the window of your office. The branches swayed, dance back and forth, smacking gently against the glass.
You lifted a slow hand to rub at your eyes, a low yawn stumbling from your lips. Erwin sure knew how to keep you up all night; Stacks of thick paper work. Even as the blond chief sat across the room, working at his own desk, he seemed to not notice your silent whines of exhaustion.
"I'm so sleepy." You groaned quietly, squirming about your chair and leaning your head on the desk. You had hoped the man didn't notice.
"So am I." His voice was quiet, but you could easily pick up the slight fatigue that birthed within his tone as well.
This was how you and him have always been, sitting in the office doing and re
RQ: Comforting!Erwin x Reader: Not ForgottenThe halls were empty that night, the cafeteria was silent despite the soldiers that resided in it. The week long expedition that the survey corps had departed on a week earlier was at its end, but with its costs.RQ: Comforting!Erwin x Reader: Not Forgotten by ~Zephyros22
Many a family grieved tonight after those who had fallen in battle. Unclaimed bodies sat in the wagons out in the back of the headquarters. They would be disposed of soon, forgotten like trampled flowers.
And a lone figure sat in the pavilion, clutching a emblem in her hands, tears soaking her cheeks.
You whispered a name, your voice choked with emotion. You could hardly contain the loud sobs that wracked your body, despair and grief blossoming in your chest. You had never lost a friend before. You had always been under the impression that your friends were survivors, that they would live forever. They were too strong to be devoured by those monsters.
You were wrong.
Now, you sat, curled into yourself, hugging your knees close to your chest. Your cheeks were slick