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Jearmin Week - Day 3 - Sickness

Jean: Hands under the blankets Armin: No. Jean: Yes! Armin: Don’t you think you’re overdoing it? Jean: No. Drink this. Armin: You just said hands– Jean: I know, I know! Hell … now drink this and then I’m– Armin: You don’t need to read my book to me, I can hold it - yes with my hands outside the blankets, thank you, Jean - but I’m fine.

I just wonder if that gaze of Armin is going to become some fucked up meme in my own pictures ;;

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quick erejean sketch to keep me motivated~!

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"I make enough to get by." He said with a small shrug.  "Most of the coin I make gets sent back home to my mother.  She has my younger siblings to care for since my bastard of a father left us all for dead."  There was a brief flicker of anger in his voice.  It wasn't fair that he would just leave like that.  His poor mother left with ten year old Jean and his four much younger siblings.  And it was right near winter too... If he ever found the man he swore to it personally he would gut the other where he stood.  "Plus she's starting to get on in age.  Her health was never the best to begin with." He explained but then changed the subject.  He really didn't like talking about personal things like that.

"Only once a day.  And heavily diguised." He said.  Jean didn't really want to cage Eren up like a bird, but there was little choice for the moment.  The other was injured, wanted and unwelcomed in this city.  And he was afraid of losing the other should he get caught or worse.  No doubt what had happened yesturday was luck that he had stumbled upon the scene in the square, The Captain doubt that both he and Eren would be so fortunate a second time.

Jean had forgotten what a dangerous beast he had on his hands as Eren slowly pressed him back, much like a lion cornering his prey.  A groan was held down in his throat as those deft fingers teased him through the thin fabirc of his pants.  It was far too earlier to fall for this witchcraft.  And he knew exactly what the other had meant by 'meal' even before the elaboration of how well his mouth would still work.  There hadn't been a night that went by when the Captain didn't dream of having the other suck him off, forcing himself deep enough down the other's throat until his eyes were watering and the urge to properly breath became to great.

Even though that hand barely pushed him, he fell back onto the worn wooden chair that was in the corner of the small kitchen.  Swallowing, he looked up at those lustful emerald eyes, depserately trying to think of any excuse to say no or decline.  But as he opened his mouth all that came out was a shaky "Yes."  His body was betraying him, cock twitching at the vivid imagery his head created and at the prospect of being sucked off by the other.

Not like he was going to be on time for work anyways.

HBofND AU { 3dmgequine & Cadet-Eren }

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Jean only found himself nodding numbing to Eren's words, shifting to make himself more comfortable on his lumpy futon, pulling a blanket partially over himself.  His mind was trying to grasp a word to mark just how he felt but it was no different than trying to hold sand in one's hand.  He didn't quite feel sick like a cold, nor the sort of tired one gets from exhaustion.  

It was like his senses were warped, his vision seeming to blur somewhat while his skin became far more sensitive.  Running his fingers along the worn fabric of the futon's mattress, he would have sworn he could feel every fiber of the fabric.  The smooth glass of water that Eren had brought over seemed far slicker that it should have been as he brought a second hand over to help him hold onto it.  And the smell of whatever Eren was cooking was intoxicating.  Almost like getting drunk off of an expensive wine.

"I'm...not sure 'better' is the word for it" he answered honestly, eyes squinting as the light was shone into them, nearly blinding him.  It was too bright.  Everything around him seemed overwhelming, threatening to consume him at almost any moment.  It was when Eren's hand ran through his hair, it sent a pleasant warmth through him and he pressed almost eagerly into it.  Those fingers felt so good against his scalp as they brushed their way back.

When the other broke the contact though and left, there was a frown that made it's way on his face.  He felt terribly cold now that the other had left and it was confusing him.  Normally he wouldn't even tolerate anyone within his personal space, his apartment vicinity or even touching him.  And yet here Eren was doing all three, breaking every rule Jean had set.  And he couldn't figure out why he wanted to feel those fingers running along himself.

Nodding he leaned forward, taking the food off of the spoon that was offered to him.  Instantly his taste buds were alive and for a moment it was overwhelming to Jean.  He was willing to bet he could name every vegetable, spice, herb and even the broth Eren had used to make the dish.  The flavors were almost tangible to the touch in swirls of color.  It was too surreal.  Maybe he was dreaming.

"It's delicious" he responded, reaching for the spoon himself.  "I can feed myself you know."  Probably.  Maybe.  He wasn’t quite sure if he would have the motor skills needed to hold the spoon and bowl.  He could hardly hold a glass.

'Every trigger warning known to man under the read mores you have been warned' the RP [3dmgEquine & Cadet Eren]

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"Hey now, those guards caught you once you know" Jean reminded him, his voice a bit harder for just a moment.  "And you saw the result of what happened.  I was able to save your life once but next time." He trailed off not wanting to say it.  The Captain knew with little doubt if Eren was caught a second time he would have no choice but to kill the other with his own hands.  As grim as it was though, Jean wouldn't be a coward and would at the very least give the other a respectable death.  He wouldn't let some other pig have the honor...if it came down to that.

"If by working very hard you mean causing trouble once again by steal coin I gather?"  He shifted the coversation away from such dreadful thoughts.  While the words were meant to be stern, there was a certain playfulness to his tone.  "I'm not against you using my gold you know.  It decreases the likelihood of you losing fingers or a hand by crossing the wrong mechant."  

Jean nearly laughed at the request as he leaned down, claiming the Turkish boy's lips in a slow, soft kiss.  He wanted to tell Eren that yes, he was an idiot.  Risking his life, his job, everything for him with the stunt that was pulled last night.  His grip tightened slightly on the other as he pressed closer, teeth grazing that bottom lip for a moment before he pulled away in an attempt to control himself.

"Don't want the food to burn" he muttered lamely.  This was dangerous.  Eren was dangerous.  He wanted, craved, needed everything the other had and it irritated himself that now was a bad time for it.  For weeks Jean had wanted nothing more than to have the gypsy, or perhaps the other way around?  Either way, such actions weren't going to be happening for a while.  Not while that lithe, tanned body needed to recover...

"I take it that it will be asking too much to have you lie low inside while I do damage control out there?  You really should take a day to just rest and let those stitches take hold."  Not only would it give him some small peice of mind, but he didn't want Eren to overexert himself and strain those wounds.  Surely having a soft bed and somewhere safe to sleep would be enticing enough to keep him inside if only until Jean returned home?

HBofND AU { 3dmgequine & Cadet-Eren }

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Despite feeling tired, Jean couldn't shake the growing nausea and unease rising up in his stomach as they made there way through the building.  His mind was screaming at him to recoil from Eren's touch, harmless as it might have been but his body had zero intentions fo responded.  Even as they arrived at his door finally, the whole situation was well beyond his comfort level and Jean should have been a shaking, terrified mess at the whole situation.  

But he wasn't.

There was a part of his mind rationalizing that Eren was only concerned and trying to help him, much like Marco does.  His prickly exterior was effectively subdued and Jean couldn't help but to feel to exposed and vulnerable.  Especially with someone he had only know for a few hours that he was forced to trust.  He jsut kept telling himself that Marco had reccomended Eren for the day and he trusted his friends judgment above all else.  The freckled boy would never put him into a dangerous position.

"H-hey!" He made a startled sound at being picked up so suddenly, his arms immediately going around the others neck for some sense of grounding.  Being carried into his apartment wasn't exactly what he had in mind, warning flags being raised in his head but once he was laid on the familiar comfort of his futon, those brief concerns faded away.  He was home.  He was safe.  He could spend the remander of the ngiht and tomorrow recovering from whatever was plaguing him.

"I just need some rest." Jean responded needing a bit of effort before he managed to kick off his shoes and shrug himself out of his jacket as Eren did something in the kitchen. His fingers fumbled with the zippers tag for a few moments before grapsing it properly and sliding it down.  Honestly it was hard enough to focus on making himself more comfortable and on what the other was saying at the same time that he missed what was being said.  Something about food?  And maybe Marco?  It was hard to tell.

Although at the feeling of that cool towel being pressed to his forehead Jean easily leaned into it, closing his eyes with a small sigh.  It felt wonderful against his heated skin.  "You're talking too fast." he muttered, letting his eyes close.  "I missed most of what you said.  It's hard to focus."  His mind normally was a whirlwind of hundreds of thoughts, what ifs, anxieties and his haunted past.  Right now though, it was having trouble balancing two, even three things at once.

"Food would be nice.  There's some soup in the cabinet to the left of the sink."  Jean wasn't quite certain how much of it he would eat, but even having some of the broth to help settle his stomach might be an improvement to quell the butterflies currently having a field day.

'Every trigger warning known to man under the read mores you have been warned' the RP [3dmgEquine & Cadet Eren]

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“…I think.”

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Jeaneren week 2015 | Day one: Road Trip

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a friendly smile and comfortable silence. [x]  

Commission for the ever patient  quartetship. Thanks so much <3

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Erejean week day 1 - Roadtrip

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Jean stumbled back, his once well trained gear balance thrown of by the amount of alcohol he had consumed.  He hit the ground rather hard with a cry, the liquor he drank doing little to numb the pain that blossomed from his tail bone to radiate up his spine.

He frowned as the clearly agitated Commander brushed past him, hearing those words.  “I would go back if I could walk that far you grumpy scruffy ass old goat!” He yelled after the other, now sulking as he drew his knees up and buried his face.  Needless to say Jean was a bit of an emotional drunk.

Your body is 65% water and I'm thirsty.

“……..Kirschstein, no.”

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Erejean Week Day 7: Ocean

At the age of 13, Jean Kirschtein meets a beautiful young merman named Eren by the ocean shore. 

This ended up looking more kine an au theme, oh well;;

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EreJean Week Day 7: Ocean

I just want these boyos to have their damn beach episode and, you know, not die.

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it’s nice like this (but so fcking cold)

(erejean week, day 3: winter; big warm blankets are the b est tho)

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EreJean Week Day 8: Birthday

And finally, thus ends the wonderful EreJean week ;w; I’ll need to peruse the tag since I have free time finally and check out everything.

I love how Jean and Eren’s birthdays are basically a week apart.

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i wanted to draw 666thfish erejean gemsonas but i kinda got carried away,,, Also i’m sorry i just wanted to draw Jean with tighter…clothes.. (self-indulgent i know) it was very fun to do :^)

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erejean week!!! im so late ahhhhh but i hope you all like it, i had so much fun doing all those prompts

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