You know what they say about heaven - lotta milk and honey, and the bees don't sting there. The 90th fanfiction by cornwallace.

Down on his luck, the homeless and disabled veteran Wolf O'Donnell perchances upon a very gracious vulpine from his past. Offering him not only a comforting shoulder to lean on, but a chance to turn his life around, how will this lupine ever repay the kindness of Fox? Woox/MM, if that's not your cup of tea I recommend finding some of that Fystal trash you straights like so much.

Faced with an opportunity to address that which he'd thought was long-forgotten, Armin was still able to acknowledge the existence of his own human frailties. (Takes place sometime after the recapture of Shiganshina. Canon divergent PWP with hints of plot.)

yeah, this will be a work in progress, enjoy

"Shh. I've got you, sweetheart."

Eren struggles to cope with the sheer magnitude of access the First King's legacy has thrust upon him. Historia offers him guidance, then something else entirely, leaving Eren free to decide if it's really worth holding on to false hope, anyway. [ch. 89-90, canon compliant to a point, eren/historia & eren/annie]

On Paradis, the war against the Titans is coming to a close. The survivors are left to face the future in spite of its ambiguity; and perhaps even more frightening, a chance to obtain the freedom for which they've bled. Of course, some in the Regiment will fare better than others, but what else can be expected from an army of children? [Ch. 90, canon-divergent, under revision]

I hate you, he said.

Ye can't stop what's comin', laddie.

the irony of it all is admirable. —Eren/Mikasa

[Falox] A postwar short of how one's life can begin and end in one moment.