There was a loud slamming knock on the door — Eren’s impatient fists — and I let go of Marco immediately, taking a step back, changing. Thrusting my shoulders back, forcing myself to tense and then relax again, shoving my hands in my pockets. I wasn’t the guy who liked it when his boyfriend kissed his nose, I was the dude whose last relationship had been with a blonde cheerleader in high school.
Marco watched me for a long moment before he opened the door.
[SKETCHES I INTEND TO COLOR lol probably do that instead of my homework later who am I kiddin]
Jean checkin out dat ass in chapter two like daaaayummmm B)
fairy-sona of my (other) brother’s fiancee~
her pants aren’t really meant to be see through I just got lazy and didn’t erase the underlying sketch;;
Jean what are you doing you’re supposed to be shorter than your boyfriend
also where’s your nose i’m scared
ffffffffffff smut tho
censored the d tho bc I don’t like the way I draw them yet