#jean krischtein fluff

[linalieana]

BAJI KEISUKE, itadori yuji, kisaki tetta, kaminari denki, prob jean kirschtein, connie springer, sasha braus, nishinoya yuu, tanaka, hinata shoyo + ur favs <3

ctto <3 n i can't believe the other one kinda blew up aaaa thank u so so so much, it motivates me to do more <3 luv u much 🫶🏻

[6sakusa]

𝐀 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆

𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐗 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

Content: FWB relationship, missionary, fingering, mating press, creampie, riding, jealous!eren, him just being soft tbh.

A/N: Not proof read and written on a whim sorry not sorry.

Summary: Eren Jaeger is genuinely incapable of doing friends with benefits, he always seems to have problems with the ‘no strings attached’ part of it all.

You knew some of Eren’s friends and he was pretty renowned around campus, so the day you met him you can believe that you were pleasantly surprised to say he lived up to the hype and more in terms of his gorgeous face. Surprisingly he took quite an interest in you, the pretty girl with Jean’s arm slinged around her shoulders? Oh he’s got to know more. When he got your number he was elated and as expected, it didn’t take more than a few text exchanges before getting you in his bed but something about this was different. Maybe he was just pussy-whipped but he genuinely, for the life of him, couldn’t stop fucking you.

“T-Too much.” You manage to get out through your moans, it’s practically incoherent but by the way you’re clawing at his back while he’s balls deep inside, hammering you in missionary while he presses light kisses to your collarbone even has him surprised. He pulls away from you, slightly, just slightly to your earlobe where he whispers, “You can take it for me, can’t you?”

And of course you do, but the strangest part is that even when Eren fills up the condom he can’t stop, pushing your legs against your chest and fucking you in all kinds of devious angles that have you falling apart in seconds. “Fuck I can’t stop, can’t believe I wasn’t in this pussy sooner.” He whines out against your ear, pushing the both of you into overstimulation countless times.

It’s safe to say you were spent after that but to his your surprise and his, the next day he’s calling you again, asking if you wanted to come over. There was one rule that Eren Jaeger lived by, never fuck the same girl twice. It was simply because he didn’t want to give them the wrong impression, he wasn’t looking for anything serious, anything along the lines of a relationship was an absolute no-go, so he thought it was best to avoid any remnants of that all together. But yet he’d somehow convinced himself there wasn’t any harm in going at it with you again, you were his best afterall.

By the third time he told himself it would be the last time, that was a lie. As hard as he tried to get you off of his mind it wasn’t possible, sex with any other girl felt mediocre after you which left him with only one choice: Running back to you.

“So what do you think about us making this a thing?” He stops halfway through unbuttoning your top, he’s got you trapped underneath him, pupils blown out from your makeout session from just seconds ago.

“A thing?” You raise your eyebrow, a light chuckle escapes your lips in amusement from such cryptic language and for some reason it pulls at Eren’s heartstrings. What was this overwhelming urge to hear you do it again suddenly?

“Yeah a thing.” He repeats, “Like we fuck, no strings attached.” He asks nervously, fumbling with the next button on your shirt a little nervously.

“Are you asking for friends with benefits?” Your expression contorts into one of disbelief, for a second he thinks he’s messed this up and he’s about to lose the best sex he’s had in his entire life until he hears another laugh escape from your lips. “Okay, no strings attached.”

And just like that his lips are back on yours again.

Turns out you really do become friends, you talk constantly on the phone which though, does usually lead to sexting over the following weeks you become closer and closer to one another. The next time Eren tries to get with a new girl his mind wanders back to you, your pretty face, your gorgeous body, your cute little laugh. And the moment he gets his cock out to fuck her it won’t get hard, like physically it can’t. That was definitely one of the most embarrassing experiences of his life, not only was his mind being stupid but now he couldn’t even control his dick when it wasn’t about to be inside of you. That day he left that girl very disappointed, a huge blow to his ego and perhaps reputation but for some reason he finds himself outside your door instead of his own dorm he was planning on going home to.

And surprise surprise, the moment he sees your face, peering up at him with your head cocked into the side in confusion as to why he’s showed up without a word at this time, oh he’s rock solid. Naturally, to make up for such an intrusion he fucks you crazy, enough that it takes twenty minutes for you to regain your ability to speak afterwards. He’s convinced he’s in a slump right now, soon enough he’ll get over this and be back to getting around with whatever women he wants and then he’ll be able to end your agreement once and for all. Yep, that was the plan.

“How are you gonna get home?” You raise an eyebrow, walking out of the bathroom with a toothbrush in your mouth. He can’t help but laugh at you, no one would’ve known how hard you were getting fucked just an hour prior. “You didn’t drive here right? So you left your car.”

“I can walk.” He pulls up his sweats back up, looking at you in a manner that he probably shouldn’t be.

“You can stay the night if you’d like.” You wave him off, wandering back into the bathroom to finish off. It takes him much longer than he should to respond but he does, eventually.

“Here?”

“What?” You laugh, cocking your head to the side. “You don’t like my place?”

“The beds a little small.” He jokes, peering down at the same thing you just fucked on. You roll your eyes, grabbing yourself some fresh pyjamas from your wardrobe. “Well I’m sorry that it wasn’t designed for a six foot four man.”

“Don’t do that, you’ll boost my ego.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.” Through all the jokes between the two of you his head is screaming at him that this isn’t a good idea, but when you show him your favourite blanket that he wouldn’t be allowed to use he’s convinced of two things. You’re way too cute to say no to, and the fact that you won’t share your things with him is a good sign. This isn’t intimate, it’s nothing but a good friend doing him a favour.

There just wasn’t one thing he’d anticipated, how much he would love cuddling you in your bed. This was detrimental for him because now he craved it after sex. The next time he was finished with you he opened his arms out once you’d cleaned yourself up, albeit awkwardly considering he’s never consciously done this before.

“What?” You look at him with confusion, your expression only deepens when he frowns, “You hungry or something? We can order food.”

“Yeah.. what are you up for?” He mutters out, closing his arms instantly. That was the last time he decided to not have the courage to ask you to cuddle because he felt strangely empty afterwards.

Obviously, you’re a bit surprised when the emerald eyed devil in all his six foot glory stutters when mumbling, “C-Can we cuddle?”

“Huh? You wanna cuddle?” You almost snort, Eren had obviously avoided anything on any lines of being intimate, the second the two of you had a conversation unrelated to sex and he realised that he would waste zero time throwing an inappropriate joke in. Just a reminder of what your relationship with eachother entailed, nothing more.

“Why are you saying it like that?” He pouts, rubbing his temple with two of his fingers lightly. You seemed surprised and he definitely felt embarrassed.

“I just didn’t expect it from you.” Your furrow your eyebrows, realising that oh, Eren Jaeger was actually being serious when he was asking you to cuddle right now. You seemed reluctant and that’s when he knew that you were in deep in this agreement as he was. Fuck, you might even be worse. You’ve never proposed to do anything intimate and now you even looked like you were about to flatly reject his proposition, how had he let it come to this. There was only one solution, pull out the big guns and guilt trip you out of his embarrassment, “I thought we were friends with benefits, don’t humans need physical touch to survive? That sounds like a benefit to me.” He folds over his arms, all whiny with pink littering his cheeks.

“Okay okay.” You scoff, rolling your eyes, knowing that he could go on until tomorrow if you didn’t stop him. You make your way over to him on the bed, allowing him to engulf you in his arms. He relishes in his victory with a smug expression on his face for a few minutes until you randomly say. “I can’t believe you like this.”

“What? You don’t?” There’s an overwhelming feeling of worry in his chest that he can’t quite discern, the feeling that you may not like him past being friends. But why did he care about that? He shouldn’t, he didn’t like you past being friends? Right? So why had he still not fucked another girl in months? Why was he finding it so hard to get it up without you? He pushes those thoughts to the back of his mind and does what he does best, makes it into a game. Now he was on a mission to get you to fall in love with cuddling, he had his arms around you every chance he could get. Especially after sex until it became a routine with the two of you and you couldn’t fall asleep in his arms otherwise. It was nothing more than mission accomplished he told himself.

At that point the dynamic of your friendship started to change, he couldn’t help the urge to want to see you more often which meant that he invited you out with his friends as much as he could. And he couldn’t regret something more because now Jean had you wrapped around his stupid finger, laughing at all his jokes while you brushed your hands on his chest. God, it made Eren sick.

What was worse it when Jean started sneaking into your sex life, that was his final straw.

Ren: Wanna come over? I’ve got your favourite cookies

You: Extremely tempting offer but im out right now, save them for me?

Ren: Where?

You: Jean’s place

Ren: You never told me you were going there lmao

You: ?

You: Was I supposed to? You don’t tell me when your with other girls

Except he was never with other girls these days. So the next time he saw you he asked straight up if you and Jean had sex. You gave him a strange glance but nodded reluctantly, not knowing if that was actually any of his business or not.

“Oh.” He responds, playing with his fingers, an excuse to do anything but focus his gaze on your pretty eyes.

“Is that.. a problem?” You raise an eyebrow.

“No.” He says so quickly that you’re almost shocked, like he’s so sure of his answer that he doesn’t even question it. “We’re not exclusive so do whatever you want.” He scoffs, it’s more of a reminder to him than it is to you but you can’t help but wince at his harsh tone. It’s just like Eren to cause an argument because he doesn’t have it in him to convey his real feelings. So the next thing you know he’s rambling about STDs, how you having multiple sexual partners isn’t safe for him and how the two of you should break off your agreement. None of it made any sense considering Jean was the only guy you’d fucked in months other than Eren and you knew nothing about what Eren got up to sexually either. Anyway, it was safe to say you stormed out of his place that day in tears and fuck did he feel so bad that he wanted to cry himself. Especially when he finds out that the first place you went after that was to Jean’s house. God he was so mad at himself.

After some time when he finally builds the courage, and albeit after a drink or two he turns up at your door step, it’s a heinous time to be banging down your door, he knows. Of course, your roommate isn’t happy about it either but when he’s telling you how sorry he is and how much he misses sex with you it only takes a few more sweet, yet filthy words to get you writhing under him once more in your bed.

“So sorry baby.” He reminds you as his hands pull your lace panties down a little, he really did miss this so much, missed you too, such a pretty sight. “Want me to show you how sorry I am?” He asks teasingly, running his fingertips up and down your sensitive thighs.

You nod slowly, your breath hitching as he sports you his signature grin. You haven’t seen that in a while and you know exactly what it means. He wastes no time sticking his finger inside of you, he’s memorised your body by now, the way you like to be touched, your little reactions to what he does, the exact angle that his finger needs to hit to get you to cum in under a minute. “Shit.” You fist his top, pulling him down into a messy kiss.

“You like that?” He asks against your lips, his fingers continue to work magic on you. “Did you miss me?” He asks, pulling away slightly while he begins to work into you much quicker than before, it’s enough to have you moaning under his touch. “Tell me how much you missed me.”

“Missed you so much.” You breathe out, he rewards you by pressing his thumb to your clit, rubbing it in circles while his fingers pump in and out of you. You’re falling a part so quickly and you’re easily reminded that no one can make you feel as good as Eren can.

“Yeah?” He breathes, “You gonna show me? Gonna show me how much you missed me?”

You nod and he makes a negative sound, completely unsatisfied with your answer. “Gotta say it gorgeous.” He whispers against your earlobe, “You know how I am, wanna hear you speak.”

“I’ll show you.” You manage to say between moans, your name is on the tip of his tongue and the familiar feeling is in your stomach once more but he doesn’t let you cum, slowing down once he recognises the way your cunt feels when you’re about to spill over the edge.

“Not yet.” He laughs, “Tell me, how are you going to show me?”

“Gonna let you fuck me, I’ll let you fuck me as hard as you want.” You whine, grabbing onto his toned arms in protest, hoping that it will be enough to get him to let you cum.

“You promise?”

“I promise ‘Ren.” You nod, he pulls his fingers out of you and stuffs them in your mouth before putting them in his own. It’s filthy really, no one would ever believe the two of you were anything more than fuck buddies but you loved it, you loved that out of all people Eren could be your dirty little secret.

The next second he has his hands pressing your knees against your chest, you practically yelp in surprise when he pushes his cock inside of you without warning. “Then take this fucking dick like a good girl, can you do that for me?” He doesn’t give you any time to adjust to his pace, he’s pounding into your mercilessly enough so that lewd sounds are filling the air that can’t even be disguised with either of your moans. “Don’t need to prep you properly right? Considering you’ve been fucking other guys.”

You tighten around him at his words, he’s being so mean and you hate when Eren’s mean to you, except in the bedroom, God is it a turn-on. “Oh you like that? Fucking slut.” It was becoming more and more obvious that Eren was in fact mad about you and Jean, this entire thing was a jealousy fuck put simply and my was he putting on his best performance.

The kiss he pulls you into the next second is such a contrast to his dominating demeanour, it’s so gentle and sweet, the type that you give to someone you love and for some reason you can’t help but reciprocate it. He leaves light kisses on your neck, knowing that you would never let him mark you, trust him, he’s tried. The second his lips pull away from your body he’s back to being mean again, picking up the pace even more than before. “Eren— fuck.” You can’t even get out your words.

“Feels good?” He asks, usually he doesn’t like it when you only give him a nod but he knows that right now he’s fucking you absolutely stupid and there’s nothing else you can do. “Who else can make you feel this good huh?” He slows down his strokes, wanting a genuine answer from you as he wraps his hand around your throat. “Tell me, who else?”

“No one.” You whine as tears prick your eyes, he has no mercy for you, not a care in the world as the headboard of your bed slams against your wall. You’d have to apologise to your roommate later. “That’s right, no one.” His thumb brushes your cheek lighty. “So whose pussy is this?”

“Yours!”

“Correct, mine.” He grins smugly, he knows it doesn’t really count considering he can get you to say anything as long as he’s balls deep inside but still, for some reason the sentiment means a lot to him. "You're being so good for me, you wanna cum?"

"Y-Yes please." His expression darkens for a second and he's worried that the time away between the two of you has meant that you'd forgotten the rules of the bedroom.

"Yes please, what?"

"Yes please daddy." You correct yourself instantly and he grins with satisfaction, being nice enough to press his thumb against your clit one more. Rubbing it in soft circles while he bucks into you faster until you're clamping down against him.

“Fuck missed this pussy so much, missed you so much." He says in pure ectcasy as he throws his head back. And for someone who was banging on about safe sex the last time you saw him it's surprising that he had zero reserves about fucking you raw and then cumming inside.

He releases spurts of cum into you and it's almost shocking how much he fills you up, when you were first fondling with his balls tonight you told him how heavy they felt while grinding on his thigh. You'd figured he hadn't fucked anyone in a while, now you could confirm that with the way white thickness was trailing out of you. For the first time, Eren does all the things he never used to before and you can't help but think it's so gentleman-like. The way he rushes to clean you up, not leaving you to do it yourself, the bath he runs for the two of you, the way he changes your bedsheets and for once how he isn't running off home the second he's nutted. Instead he has you in his arms and even more shockingly stays the night.

One thing he hadn't anticipated with all your time away was how much your relationship with Jean had progressed. It was only when he woke up the next morning, seeing you in your pretty little dress and face full of makeup that he wanted to ruin so badly that he realised. "Oh finally, you're awake." You spin your legs in his direction from the chair you sat on opposite your vanity table.

"Nice treat to wake up to." His eyes trail your body shamelessly, and his hoarse morning voice only has your blood rushing south. Eren looks gorgeous in the mornings too, he always does.

But there was something about his hair down against the pillow, the light pink littering his cheeks when he's realised that he's engaged in something intimate last night, his pretty eyelashes when he gazes at you. And don't get started on the way half of his abs are visible through the bedsheets considering he's so adamant on sleeping shirtless.

"You going somewhere?" He asks, propping himself up a little with his elbows. "I thought that maybe we could grab breakfast or something." He continues with a little frown on your face. Eren has never proposed grabbing breakfast before, like ever.

"Sorry." You say, grabbing your bag, double checking that you had everything you needed.

Your perfume fills his nose and he has to bite back a smile, he's so glad to be back. "I've got a date but feel free to help yourself to breakfast here."

"A date?" He practically erases the last part of ot your sentence from his mind, "With who?" He raises an eyebrow, fully sitting up now.

"Jean." You give him a look that reminds him to watch his words considering how he spoke to you the last time he came up.

"Oh.." It felt like that was the only thing Eren knew how to say when it came to you with another man, he was speechless. The time away made him realise he liked you, of course he fucking liked you. What he hadn't yet realised is that he loved you, all those months together meant that you were the girl that had captured his heart and now knowing after last night you'd be off with Jean?

Oh he felt sick. "So you guys are getting pretty serious then?"

"I mean I guess." You shrug, "But we're not exclusive yet."

"So what does that mean for us?" He asks, you've never seen such hurt in Eren's eyes the way you were seeing it right now. The words were almost taken from your mouth but you were doing what was best for you. When you'd first started your arrangement with Eren you were warned by your you were warned by your friends about him. You didn't listen, the sex was too great for you to bother. Over time you realised you'd started developing feels for him and if there was one thing about Eren Jaeger it was that he was allergic to the word intimacy. You'd never have what you truly wanted out of him. So when Jean came around with all the affection in the world your friends convinced you that was what you deserved so naturally, you made an effort.

"Us?" You raise an eyebrow, "Well I guess we'd have to stop what we're doing. obviously." You point between the two of you, hopeful that he wasn't about to suggest cheating if you and Jean did get together.

"Right." He responds plainly, it's extremely blunt, why wouldn't it be? He's got nothing else to say. "We can still be friends though."

Oh that one really hurt. "Yeah.. friends."

"Look I'm already really late, l've got to go but l'll see you later okay?" You don't give him anytime to respond before rushing out of the door, the air was so suffocating in there and you could feel the awkward unspoken tension that you didn't have it in you to face. It takes a lot considering his heart has just been broken but eventually Eren gathers the strength to stand up, waltzing into your kitchen for said breakfast to see you roommate Sasha giving him a scowl. He wasn’t sure if it was because she didn’t like him or if it was because the two of you were too loud last night. Either way he wasn’t interested in that, he was much more fixated on the freshly bloomed vase of flowers that were now on your kitchen island that he’d never seen before. He figured they were Sasha’s, he knew she had a boyfriend because you’d told him.

“Nice, did Niccolo get these for you?” He raises an eyebrow, hoping that it would be enough to dissipate the awkward silence between the two of you.

“Actually…” She turns around with a smug expression, “Jean got them for y/n.” She shrugs, going back to whatever cereal she was pouring. Fuck, he was beginning to doubt himself. Jean seemed like the perfect guy for you, he’s been taking you out on dates, getting you flowers and now he knew the two of you were sleeping together, it was only a matter of time.

The next time he texts you is a few days later, he makes the highest effort possible to not bring any form of sexual speak into the conversation. He was determined to show you how much he cared about solely you and your day. Imagine his surprise when you told him that you and Jean had a date planned tomorrow.

You: Honestly I think he’s finally going to ask me to be his girlfriend

Ren: About time

You: Tell me about it

Ren: If that was me I wouldn’t have ever waited that long

You: Stop being a flirt

Ren: Come on, you know me

You: Yeah I do

You: Kinda gonna miss you ig

Ren: Kinda?

You: Yeah just a little

Ren: I’ll miss you less

You: Just a couple days ago you were in bed whining about how you missed me so much though?

Ren: Low blow

You: Come on, you know me

Ren: Not funny when you do it

You: Shut up you love it

Ren: Yeah unfortunately I do

You: Hey wanna come over? One last time for old times sake

Ren: Fucking you before you become someones girlfriend? How romantic

You: Is that a yes?

Ren: You know it is

And now that he was back in your bedroom, legs spread out while you bounced on his cock because he was adamant on the fact that he did all the work 90% of the time during your FWB relationship, he realised how much he simply cannot let you go. He wasn’t sure if it was the fact your pussy had his head going foggy but once he felt you gripping around his cock, he could only tilt his head back while using his hands to lift your body weight up and down his shaft. The moment he was cumming he slipped into confessions that he probably shouldn’t have, “Fuck baby I don’t want you to leave me, I love you, I love you so fucking much you don’t even know.” He moans against your ear while filling you up.

You can hardly process his words until you’ve come down from your high and you’ve got your arms around his neck while he rubs your back soothingly. You’re so out of breath from riding but he presses a kiss to your temple and it’s enough to calm you down, “You did such a good job, you always do.”

Seconds later your eyes widen, remembering what he just said. You pull away from him, a shocked expression on his face as your eyes search his for any indication that he’s realised what he’s said. “You what?”

He pouts, “Don’t make me repeat it please, it took everything in me to admit it already.”

“Adm— You mean that? Like actually?”

“Of course I do.” He sighs, running one hand up and down your waist slowly while the other cups your face. “I know I’ve been a dick for a long time and I never really had the courage to say anything but I like you more than you know. Fuck that, I love you, everything about you. The way you laugh when I tell you the stupidest joke, your pretty face and these eyes when you’re about to scold me for something, every inch of your body that you’ve let me explore, all these little beauty marks that you have, especially this one here.” He places his hand on the small of your back.

“I have a beauty mark there?” You try to turn around but of course, you can’t see it.

“Yeah you do.” He laughs, “And it’s perfect, just like you.” For a moment he pauses with a sigh, “I know Jean is going to ask you to be his girlfriend tomorrow but—“ He gulps, “But I don’t want you to be his girlfriend! You said you were mine and I don’t want things between us to end, I don’t want you to leave me!” He begins whining.

You fall into his chest and for a moment he thinks he’s said the wrong thing before you start— laughing? “What?” He raises an eyebrow.

“I would’ve never expected you to say something so.. pathetic.” You shake your head with a laugh, “That’s so like you.” You whisper.

“I’m pouring out my heart here.” He deadpans.

“Sorry.” You shake your head, “Please continue, I love hearing it.” You say, placing a light kiss on his lips.

“If you feel anything for me..” He begins again nervously, “Anything at all then don’t be with Jean, I’ll treat you so much better and we can do all the things you want like go on dates and I’ll get you flowers—“

“What are you suggesting?” You finally ask.

“I have a proposition.” He smiles, pressing his forehead against yours.

“Another one?” You laugh.

“Yeah, how about we make this a thing?” He points between the two of you before resting his hands on your waist once again.

“A thing?”

"Yeah, me and you, boyfriend and girlfriend, a thing."

Thank you for reading, if you enjoyed likes and reblogs are appreciated & requests for Eren Jaeger are open for more <3

[kentosbabes]

Bf Jean because I love him sm

Bf Jean who follows you around like a lost puppy. He's practically attached to you by the hip. No matter where you are he's holding your hand or wrapping you in his arms. He likes keeping his hand around your waist as you walk side by side so everyone knows your his.

Bf Jean who blushes so hard when you kiss his cheek in public. He's always practically attached to you so when you reciprocate and get all clingy in public after a tough day he is going crazy inside.

Bf Jean who just wants to please you. He wants you to rely on him and be your happiness making sure he's always making you smile. He would make sure to surprise you with gifts every week so you feel special.

Bf Jean who cant believe he pulled you and brags about you to his friends constantly, and when they tease him about how you made the first move he only rolls his eyes and talks about how sexy your confidence is and how he loves how you walk with pride, him following close behind hand in hand.

Bf Jean who is obsessed with your thighs and I mean obsessed. He loves when your watching a film with your legs spread ontop of his and he can feel up your thighs. but more importantly, he loves being in between them as you squirm and whimper as he devours your cunt. Teasing you by kissing your thighs, 'come on pretty girl look at me' keeping eye contact with you as he's going down so he can watch your eyes roll back in pleasure, just gets him going crazy.

Bf Jean who loves overstimulating you to the max, its boosts his ego knowing he can make you cum over and over without even using his dick and then when he does your cunt is all wet and warm all prepared for him.

Bf Jean who enjoys the night time routine you've become accustomed to. making sure there is water at your bedside in case you need it then getting into bed scrolling on his phone waiting for when you're done with your skincare. when you finish up you join him cuddling into his chest while he’s on his phone watching youtube until you fall asleep. and when you do he turns off the lights, carefully making sure not to wake you, then whispers an 'I love you' before going into a deep slumber himself.

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[sevroilya]

He is so babygirl 🥰 (kinda disappointed that I couldn’t make him look more like the other drawing I did) but it’s alright

[hel1nn]

Attack on titan masterlist ೀ

꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦

Eren jeager ⌗﹒🦇﹒౨ৎ˚₊‧

Pending ୨୧

Levi Ackerman 𑁤

Levi collage au 𓉸ྀི fluff to angst to fluff and smut,mdni.

Armin arlert .𖥔 ݁ ˖

Pending ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ

Jean kristein >ᴗ<

Pending ⌗

Reiner braun ｡𖦹°‧

Pending ˎˊ˗

Back to main masterlist :3

[starcrossedreaders]

When you lose someone who has wiggled themselves into your heart, that vacant hole can be one of the most painful things to mend back together. You will throw any remedy at it in hopes of finding a way to fill it. No matter how much you throw, and throw, and throw it will only take, and take, and take, making any attempt seem futile. Eventually, you'll run out of things to give and hit the end of your rope. Jean was nearing the end, giving in feeble last-ditch efforts. Throwing parties, drinking to blackouts, and indulging in drugs that numb the pain, but nothing was able to truly dull the constant ache in his chest. Nothing until you came along.

𝑀𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇𝐿𝒾𝓈𝓉:

The Art of Bullshit

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

I am going to be committing to a Jean x Reader fic idea that has been living in my head. The story will contain, themes that may be sensitive. Topics include Implications of self-harm etc, mentions of Marco's death, smut, angst, drug use, and alcohol use. If you want to be put on the taglist just let me know! I'm very excited to write this series so please stay tuned.

banners are from @benkeibear on Tumblr

[gotmesimpin4levi]

🚫‼️DISCLAIMER❗️🛑

This fanfic plot is not mine, it is the plot of the summer I turned pretty TV SHOW not book. All I did was replace each character from tsitp with an aot character. Above is a list of all the characters that will be featured in this story and who wil play them. There isn’t much smut at all just some kissing and ano more than two 🔞 scenes

A/N

I’ll try to post frequently and I’ll post multiple chapters at a time. I did add a bit of originality to it so it’s not just a straight copy and paste with different names. Lemme know is you wanna see more anime crossovers and please enjoy!

PART 1:CHAPTER 1

The air is hot, the water is warm, the sun was blazing in the beautiful blue sky. It was summer which meant that it was almost time to go to Carla’s beach house in Cousins. The place I grew up at with her two sons Eren and Jean, and of course my brother Connie. The place where I lost my first tooth. Learned how to ride my first bike. Had my first love. Cousins, was my home.

“Hitch! I can’t wear that! It’s so… slutty” I said with a disgusted but playful look. She held up a pink tube dress with long sleeves, the shoulders exposed and a pair of pink platform pumps.

“That’s the point y/n!” Hitch. Hitch and y/n, best friends till the end. Sometimes I wonder how we even became friends, it’s been so long I don’t even remember. We’re complete polar opposites. She loves to go out and party, I like to stay inside and watch musicals.

“And besides Eren’ll love it” she said teasingly

“No!” I protested “ We’re not even into each other like that” I lied. Eren and I were like a commensalism. I needed him to breathe, to live. But he never really paid attention to me like I did him. Whatever I did didn’t affect him so he didnt really care.

“LIAR LIAR pants on fire!” Hitch yelled out “ you like him and you know you do”

“Maybe” I murmured “ but he doesn’t like me back so I don’t need the outfit”

“Y/n, look you can’t stay the young gullible little sister forever. Whether you like it or not your changing. Actually you’ve already changed a lot! There’s no way Eren can resist a hot steamy make out session with you. No way! And you’ve gotta get out more!”

I knew I looked different but not enough for Eren to notice me. Right?

“Maybe but I don’t wanna get my hopes up”

“Girl if he doesn’t notice you then he’s cra cra. Here, take these just in case” she handed me along with her slutty outfit a neon green bikini ithong, a pink crochet cami with light colored cutoff shorts and a pair of white Tommy Hilfiger flip flops.

“Thanks Hitch, I don’t know what I’d do without you. I’m really gonna miss you”

“ hey don’t worry, I’ll see you in a week for your birthday” Bursting in to my room Connie said

“Come on y/n, moms pissed we haven’t left yet” I just blew him off. We walked downstairs and said our goodbyes. Connie drove, I rode shotgun and my mom, Hange, sat in the back seat. This was it, this was the beginning of our perfect, annual, summer getaway!

A/N

I’m soo sorry for the long chapter and all the boring exposition😭

My goal was to make it so that someone who has never seen tsitp could still read this fanfic and enjoy it so my apologies the next chapter is also long but a lot more entertaining!

CHAPTER 2

As soon as we arrive in Cousins every summer, we always stop at this gas station a few miles from Carla’s to get gas and snacks.

“Come on y/n let’s get snacks while Connie fills the tank. Connie just meet us inside when your done”

“Got it!” Me and my brother said unanimously

I walked in and went straight to the slushie machine. Half cherry, half coke. Perfection! I got a couple airheads, a bag of cheetos and made my way toward cashier. He was tall, very pale, and had red hair. He wasn't a very attractive guy but he wasn’t particularly ugly either. The closer I got to the register the more our eyes met and the more his attractiveness started to increase.

“ Hey, im Floch, and you are?” he said with a smirky tone of voice

“Hey im y/n” I responded. I reached out to slide him my snacks and slushie and when he reached out to grab them from me, our hands touched. I blushed, he chuckled a bit.

“ I don’t think I’ve ever seen you here in cousins, I’d definitely remember if I saw a pretty girl like you, this your first summer?” He said as he rung up my items

“Oh umm no I’ve been coming here since before I can remember I just don’t really get out much” I could feel my cheeks get hot as my mind was still lingering in the compliment he gave me.

“ Well if you wanna get out more, all us summer Cousins kids are going out to the beach for a bonfire, if you wanna come?” The way he said it. The way his voice lingered when he said “if”. This is what Hitch meant. I had to take advantage of this opportunity!

“ yeah sure I’d love to-“

“Love to what?” My mom said curiously. I could hear Connie “oooooohhhh-ing” from the back of the store

“Nothing! See ya later” I had a goofy cheesy grin on my face. I couldn’t believe it, a boy wanted to invite me somewhere! I had to be there. Mom and Connie followed me back to the car.

“🎶We wanted to believe there was no

No Hell on Earth worse than what we know🎤” I sang out.

“Y/n. No” Connie said hiding a smile

“But every day just seems to worsen We weren't prepared at all🎤”

“🎤Now we must rise to this occasion Devoid of all consideration” I heard my mom hun in the back. After a few more verses we were all screaming at the top of our lungs,

“SASAGEYO SASAGEYO SHINZOU WO SASAGEYO!!🎤🎶” the song ended just as we pulled up to Carla’s beach house. When I got out the car I met with Jeans eyes. It felt like I was looking at a completely different person. Like he hadn’t been my best friend since before I can remember.

“ Y/N!!” He said as he took me in for a big bear hung

“ jEaN!” I said as he lifted me off the ground still bear hugging me

“Damn,Look at how big you’ve gotten! You're not out little y/n anymore” I blushed a bit when he said it.

“Yeah I guess I am changing” I walked over to Eren to hug him but decided against it at the last minute. He, like Jean, looked different too. His hair was a lot longer, he was taller, and you could definitely tell he was more toned than before. But the main thing I noticed was his aura. Something felt off with him. Like he was masking an important feature that made him, him.

“Hey, Eren” i said

“I see you stopped wearing your glasses.” That’s it?! That’s all he said to me?

“Yeah I guess I grew out of them!”

“I liked you better with them”

“Well,” I started, “ I like me better without them,” I said in a snarky tone. Eren was acting differently. Something was definitely up. I looked over at Jean and he had a look in his eye. The kind of look he gave before he did something he knew was bad.

“ guys,” he began, “ you know what time it is?”

“ no. No, no, no, no,no!!” I protested playfully

“Y/N SWIM! Y/N SWIM!!” They all chanted. They picked me up, Connie at my feet and Eren and Jean on each arm. They carried me to the pool out back.

“1!” They all said with a swing. “2! 3!” Before I knew it I was catapulted into the pool. I could hear them all up there laughing and I couldn’t help but laugh too.

“ Come on Jean, help me out of the pool” I said as I reached my arm out. When he grabbed my hand I saw a perfect moment for revenge. I had pulled Jean in the pool along with me. Connie and Eren just laughed and in that moment I saw a glimpse of the old Eren.

CHAPTER 3 Hange pov

“We are all set for your party tonight” the book store attendant said to me

“Great!” I replied.

“How was your?” He asked

“Oh my publishers didn’t send me on tour for this one, it’s been a pretty quiet release!”

“Are you on social media?” The girl asked. “You should really be on social media!”

“Ah, well, no, I’m not.”

“Are you working on something new?” He asked

“Always!” I replied Carla walked over and asked,

“How many copies did you make for tomorrow's night?”

“I think 20”

“Oh, that’s not nearly enough!” Carla protested “I’ve invited half the town!” She exclaimed. I looked at her in shock.

“What?” I said “ you said this was just going to be a small thing?!”

“Look, Petra,” she said to the store clerk “ I am so sorry but you might have to run to the Barnes and Noble in Portsmouth and get some more.”

“Business has been slow we haven’t had many copies of anything coming in” Petra said. Carla picked up a book off the counter and said

“ You must have 100 copies of this book?!”

I read the front of it

“ Levi Ackerman is the off brand Jonathan Franzen. Levi Ackerman is such a phony name. it’s like “hi I’m masculine but I’m intellectual” I mocked “ I bet Hemingway is his hero“

“Mm-hmm” Carla agreed

“ I bet he has horn rimmed glasses!” I teased some more.

“Yeah,see? I I held up his picture in the back of the book. “Yeah,” I heard a voice from across the room. “Contacts irritate my eyes.”

“Goodbye Levi!” The store clerk said as the man walked out the door.

“Yeah that was him,” Petra said “ he’s renting the Burke house this summer“

“Oh, that’s a nice place!” Carla said

I put the book back down on the counter ashamed of the situation.

“Sorry” I winced

CHAPTER 4

On the first night we always have Carla’s special, Stuffed bell peppers for dinner

“Eren, I heard you quit football,” my mom said

“Yeah. what’s it to you?” He replied

“ So, Connie, I heard you got a job for this summer?” Carla asked

“ oh yeah I’m gonna be working at the rec center-“

“Wait seriously!?” Jean cut off “me too!”

“Jean it’s not nice to cut people off”

“Sorry mom” Jean said he turned back to Connie “I’ll be a lifeguard at the pool”

“Saweet!!” Connie said. He always says dumb stuff like that.

“Y/n, as you know you're becoming a woman,” Carla began “ and here in Cousins we have our annual Debutante Ball and I think you should do it!” My mother practically choked at the news.

“ Ball?” She spat out “ that’s not really y/n’s style, right?” For the longest time I’d always seen Carla as a second mom. I always tried to please her and do everything like her. I even wished sometimes she was my mother. This would be my chance, my chance to do something for Carla to make her proud.

“ Sure,” I heard myself blurt out “I’ll do it. It seems harmless”

“Y/n, I don’t think you know what your getting yourself into” my mother lectured “ a ball is a lot of work and dedication and if I’m being honest you’ve never been one to really care about such things” I could feel the tension in the room rise.

“ Well Mother, it’s my decision and I’m doing it.” Eren rose from the table,

“May I be excused please?” He asked Carla

“Aren’t you going to finish dinner?” She rebuttal

“No, mom” he said sternly “now may I go?”

“Sure,” she replied. The table went silent.

After Dinner I went outside to find Eren. He was sitting along with his feet in the pool smoking a bud. I sat down next to him. He couldn’t have been more bothered to acknowledge me.

“ Smoking is bad for your health, you know?” I told him

“ Well it’s good for my stress,“ he replied. I looked into his eyes trying to find a glimpse of the old Eren, of who he was. Nothing.

“ hey you preached it first” he looked at me with a playful grin.

“ I guess I did, didn't I?” The tip of his bud met the concrete and he threw it across the pool.

“Are you seriously considering this ball thing?” He asked me

“”I mean yeah, I’ve gotten nothing better to do”

“Don’t let my mom make you her little doll because she never had a daughter”

“I don’t mind, sometimes I really wish I were her daughter!”

“Your better off with Hange, trust me”

Before I could get anything else out of him Connie and Jean came running at the house

“Come on Eren!” Jean had called “we ready to hit to the bonfire”

“ Can I come?” I asked joyfully

“ hell no!” Connie told me “ you're not old enough yet” I was furious at those words. I was old enough to go. And you know what? I didn’t need them, I'd go on my own. As soon as the boys left the house I ran upstairs to change into Hitch’s slutty outfit. To be honest I didn’t look that bad. I could get used to this me. The new me. I slipped on my shoes and tiptoed towards the door. Before I left I saw Hange and Carla sitting on the couch together watching a musical. My favorite one actually. West Side Story. I couldn’t help but wonder if maybe one day me and Hitch would be like that. Growing old together watching movies on a couch. I slowly opened the door and left. I’d walked in the dark for about 6 minutes until I heard the laughs of teenagers. I saw the glow of the bonfire and knew this was it.

CHAPTER 5

I walked down towards the bonfire and was immediately met with the smell of beer. I saw other kids drinking and making out. I walked out a bit more and I saw Floch, the guy from the gas station who invited me. He was making out with some blonde chick when he saw me. He quickly pulled away and ran over to me.

“Hey, it’s not what it looks like I was just-“ I cut him off.

“Just making out with some girl knowing good and well you invited another one here. Cuz that’s what it looks like to me!” He looked unbothered.

“That’s not it. See she was just holding your place till you got here!”

“And you know what? She can have that place cuz I don’t fuck with man whores.” Angrily I stormed off. How could I have been so foolish to really believe a guy liked me.I looked around a bit and I saw Eren. “ finally a familiar face“ I thought to myself. Until I saw him lean in and kiss another girl. I’m that moment my heart sank. I’d known Eren was probably interested in other girls but, to see it with my own two eyes boiled up a whole new anger in my heart. I could feel myself tear up. And Jean must’ve seen it too, because immediately after he came to me and pulled me away from the scene.

“Hey,” he shouted cheerfully “y/n is here!” I saw Connie’s head whip around.

“Y/n what the hell are you doing here? I told you not to come!” He had his arm around some girl I'd never seen before. She had her dark brown hair in a high ponytail, a Nirvana crop top on and a bikini thong.

“Because I can do whatever I want. I’m not a damn baby Connie!” He looked furious now

“Why am I even arguing with you? I'm taking you home now!”

“Con,” Jean interrupted, “just give her this one night.” Connie looked at him unamused “please 🥺” he said giving him a little pouty lip.

“Fine!” Connie said “but if you dare to even look at a drink you're out”

CHAPTER 6 Carla pov

“ When the boys threw Y/n in the pool today, I swear I almost saw a smile on Eren’s face. He was in a better mood today than I’ve seen him since him and Historia broke up” I said to Hange

“ I didn’t realize they were that serious?” She replied

“ Neither did I“ we both chuckled. “ he’s just always in such a bad mood. So unlike himself.”

“ since when did he quit football?“ she asked me.

“ A couple weeks ago. He only ever played football to please Grisha. I told you they weren’t getting along. I'm just gonna… let him have his space, you know? let him do his thing.” Hange looked at me with a concerned look.

“ don’t you think maybe it’s time you talked to him?” I looked at her blankly

“ There's nothing to talk about. Can we just have a really great summer like we said we would?” I leaned my arm out to touch her shoulder. We both laughed. “ How's your writing coming?” I asked her

“I just wanna hang out with you,” she replied “I could give a shit about that book right now”

“Liar! You give all your shits about your book. You give too many shits”

“It’s a mid list book” she said “ it’s been out for a month and it’s barely selling.

“ Well it is going to sell a ton of copies tomorrow and I can’t wait to read it!”

“ you never read my books“ she protested

“ Yes I do“ I lied. We both burst into laughter

“ read Levi Ackerman‘s book instead he’s got 150,000 followers on Instagram!” I chuckled a bit

“ you know it wouldn’t hurt you to put yourself out there more. Get on Tinder while your at it” I teased

“Oh my God, please stop!”

“Okay, okay. Maybe not tinder but what is the e app for the 40 and up crowd?”

“Oh I’m begging you stop!“ she cried out

“It’s Ourtime?!” I teased more

“No it’s not!” She said while laughing up a fit.

I scooted in closer and we laughed even harder. I looked at her with soft eyes.

“What?” She asked

“I really think you should let y/n have her deb season.”

“Please” she began “Debutante Balls are just so problematic!”

“I really want to see our girl in a white dress” I told her. Hange looked at me with sadness in her eyes.

“Fine. You win!”

“I always do” I told her

“ is still think it’s a bad idea” she exclaimed

“She might surprise you” I said as I rested my head on her shoulder “people can change you know?”

“Not us though.” She said

“Right,” I agreed, “ you and I are immovable objects.” We sat there together looking out on the lake.

CHAPTER 7

Yess! I had managed to stay. I turned around to talk to Jean but he was already gone with his friends playing an idiotic drinking game. I walked around a bit more until I saw some commotion over where Eren was. I quickly ran over to the scene to find a drunk Eren screaming at another guy.

“Give me the fucking beer back, Reiner!” He yelled

“Dude get your own!” He clapped back

“IT WAS MINE FIRST!” Eren lunged at the other guy knocking the beer out his hand. The two started throwing punches.

“Ereh, please stop, I'll get you another beer!” The girl he was making out with said

“Mikasa, stay out of this!” Eren yelled in a headlock. The boys started throwing punches at each other. I had to stop the fight. I ran over to Eren and pulled his arm back.

“The hell?!” Eren said. He had flung his fist back and striked me across the face. I held my cheek in awe. Jean came and held me from behind. Eren looked up and realized what he had done.

“I-I-I’m sorry, I didn’t” a drunken Eren said to me. My eyes started to tear up. I felt stupid for trying to come to this party. I ran over to the empty part of the beach and sat there and cried.

~

A little while later. I heard feet in the sand walking towards me. I looked up to find a tall white boy with short blonde hair and soft eyes sit down next to me.

“Hey” he said to me

“What do you want?” I replied back

“I just wanted to see if you were okay, that was a pretty nasty fall,”

“Yeah it was.”

“Is your far okay?” He asked

“Yeah it’s feeling a bit better”

“Well umm.. I have a cold beer if you want it?”

“I don’t drink.” I told him

“No,no,no me either,” he exclaimed “not to drink for your cheek.” I could feel my face get hot.

“Thanks” I held the beer up to my cheek “I’m sorry I didn’t even get your name.”

“Armin. Armin Arlert. And you?”

“Y/n L/n”

“That’s a very beautiful name”

“Thanks” we talked for what felt like hours. He seemed so familiar yet he was so far from it.

“Oh no” we heard someone from up the beach yell. “THE POPO ARE HERE!” I saw Jean run down the beach toward me. He grabbed my arm

“Come on y/n we gotta go!” Armin got up with us. Jean carried a wasted Eren on his shoulders to the car. He put Eren in the back seat and got in the driver's seat.

“Come on y/n get in the car” Jean yelled

“Actually I wanted to ride with Armin-“

“No actually you're gonna get your little ass in the car!” Jean had never used that tone of voice with me before. It was scary but effective.

“ When can I see you again?” I asked Armin.

“Well you could see me Saturday and the drive in movie and 8?”

“It’s a date” I said blushing “till next time

“Till next time!” He leaned in toward me and planted a kiss on my lips.

“Ewwww, Nasty” I heard Eren say from the back seat.

“Holy shit!” Jean said “I forgot about Connie! Don’t fucking move! I’ll brb” he raced out the car and down the beach to find Connie. I could help but smile at the thought of Armin. He made me feel so happy and warm inside. I felt Eren reach and his hand from the back seat and touch my hair.

“Your hair is like a little kid's hair,” he said, “always so messy. Y/n..” he started to say then there was a knock on the window. We both looked up to see an office.

“Have you kids been drinking?”

CHAPTER 8

The office trailed the four of us home. When she rang the doorbell my mother, Hange, answered it.

“Thank you so much for bringing them home, officer.” She shut the door “What were you kids thinking, getting drunk like that and having an officer bring you home?

“Mom,” Connie started, “ it wasn't even a big deal the cops just wanted to break up the bonfire!”

“ Wasn't a big deal? Con, you were escorted home by the police! THAT'S a pretty big deal to me!” You could hear Connie sniff the air a bit

“Were you guys smoking weed?” He asked

“What? Keep your voice down! Carla’s sleeping on the couch!”

“I wasn’t yelling you were mom.” Connie protested

“Just so you know Hange,” Jean began “ I wasn't drinking at all tonight. I was the DD I swear!”

Eren! You're the oldest. I expect so much more. What the hells got into you?” She looked at me “and when did you start leaving the house without telling anyone? And what the hell are you wearing?” I looked up at her

“It’s Hitch’s dress, and why am I the only one not allowed to go out-“

“It’s not that you can’t go out, it's just you need to tell someone before you leave.” She cut off “and how the hell did you even get there?”

“I walked,” I said under my breath. “You walked.” She mumbled as she put her hands to her head. “ you know better than to walk that far down the beach at night!” She's really pissed me off. I’d been her sweet innocent child for long enough. I deserved to have fun and to have my own life. She let Eren, Connie, and Jean live there life however but when I came to be I could do shit.

“Would you stop treating me like a child!” I lashed out at her. She looked me deep in the eyes, “if you wanna be treated like and adult… act like one!” She finished off her sentence in a stern voice. The kind that sent goosebumps down your arm.

“Then maybe y’all should too.” U was surprised to hear Eren say.

“Excuse me?” Mom asked as she looked at Carla’s boys “I just want you all to know that this night could’ve ended a lot differently if your family wasn’t your family.”

“We’re really sorry Hange.” Jean said

“Just go to bed guys.” I was the first one to leave. I went to the kitchen to grab a cold bag a veggies for my face. I went upstairs and changed into my night clothes. I laid back in my bed to sleep when I heard a knock through the wall. It was Jean. He’s still remembered our secret code from the summers before. I laughed softly before putting the bag back on my face and going to sleep.

CHAPTER 9 Eren pov

I got up from the bench to go to my room when I felt Hange grab my wrist.

“I don’t understand what’s going on with you?

“Nothing,” I told her “I’m fine”

“Eren!” I heard her say as I went into the living room. I saw my mother laying there on the couch. I took the throw blanket and placed it over her. I loved her but the sight of her made me so angry sometimes. I just wished she wouldn’t try so hard. So hard to pretend like everyone and everything was gonna be okay.

A/N

thank you so much for reading this part! It’s my first real fanfic that I've done. I’ve been so excited to write this and it’s so great that people actually like it. Again please let me know what else you guys wanna see and part two will be out next Tuesday. I’ll try to keep this consistent. Thank you all for the support and I’ll see you in the next part!

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Marco Bott/Jean Kirstein Characters: Marco Bott, Jean Kirstein, sasha blouse (mention), Jean Kirstein's Mother (mention), Marco Bott's Mother (mention), brief mention of Eren - Character Additional Tags: AU, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Modern Era, Roommates, Alternate Universe - Roommates/Housemates, Friends to Lovers, Forehead Kisses, First Kiss (that they share), Boys In Love, Boys Kissing, Worry, Anxiety, Anxiety Attacks, Pining, Pining Jean Kirstein, they're oblivious asf, soft, Soft Jean Kirstein, Soft Marco Bott, Long-Haired Jean Kirstein, Childhood Friends, Aged-Up Character(s), They're in their thirties again, Jean Kirstein had anxiety, POV Third Person, but from Jean's perspective, Anxiety Disorder, One Shot, Wordcount: 1.000-5.000, a bit of angst, lots of comfort, Non-Sexual Intimacy, No Smut, No Sex, Just Two Grown Men In Love, Feelings Realization, Getting Together, Nervousness, Nervous Jean Kirstein, Marco Bott is a Sweetheart, I tried my best, Love Confessions, mentions of guilt, mentions of sickness, Mental Health Issues, Happy Ending, Italian-Speaking Marco Bott, only for one word but ye, French-Speaking Jean Kirstein, also seen for one word but ye, It gives you a better idea of them

  Summary:

Jean and Marco are roommates, been for years. Marco visits his mom but doesn't answer Jean's texts and poor man gets overwhelmed with his anxiety, he can't think properly and struggles a lot.

I have no idea how to summarize this, I am so sorry :(

Rated T for the anxiety attack.

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WRITTEN FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY. I OWN NONE OF THE CHARACTERS OR THE BRANDS MENTIONED IN THIS!!

[ai-fic]

I asked an AI to write a jeanmarco fanfic about them having their first kiss and all their friends being so happy about it. Here it is:

As they rode on the train to Marley, Jean couldn't keep his eyes off of Marco. He couldn't believe that his friend, who he thought had died, was sitting right next to him. It was almost too good to be true.

"Jean, are you okay?" Marco asked, noticing his friend's gaze.

Jean quickly looked away, feeling his cheeks heat up. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just thinking."

"About what?" Marco pressed, a small smile on his lips.

Jean hesitated for a moment before blurting out, "About how glad I am that you're alive. I never thought I'd see you again."

Marco's smile widened, and he reached out to place a hand on Jean's knee. "I'm glad to be here too. I missed you, Jean."

Jean's heart skipped a beat at the words. He had missed Marco too, more than he had realized until now. Suddenly, he felt an overwhelming urge to kiss him.

Before he could think twice, Jean leaned in and pressed his lips to Marco's. At first, Marco was surprised, but then he melted into the kiss, wrapping his arms around Jean's neck.

They pulled away after a few seconds, both of them breathless. "Wow," Marco breathed, his eyes locked onto Jean's.

Jean couldn't help but grin. "Yeah, wow."

They spent the rest of the train ride holding hands and stealing kisses whenever they thought no one was looking. They had a lot to catch up on, but for now, they were content to simply be in each other's company

***

Armin sat on the train next to Mikasa, gazing out the window and lost in thought. He had been preoccupied with the upcoming mission, but his attention was suddenly drawn to the seats across from him. Jean and Marco sat there, chatting and laughing, completely unaware of their audience.

As Armin watched, Jean leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to Marco's lips before pulling back with a grin. Marco blushed and looked away, but there was a smile on his face that betrayed his happiness.

Armin couldn't believe what he had just witnessed. He had always suspected that there was something between Jean and Marco, but seeing it with his own eyes was something else entirely. He felt a little guilty for watching them without their knowledge, but he couldn't look away.

As the train rumbled on towards Marley, Armin's mind was filled with thoughts of the two boys. He wondered how long they had been in love, and how they had managed to keep it a secret for so long. He knew that they would have to be careful, given the harsh realities of their world.

But despite the dangers, Armin couldn't help but feel a sense of joy for Jean and Marco. They had found love in a world that seemed determined to crush it, and that was something to be celebrated

***

Armin was lost in thought, still processing what he had seen between Jean and Marco. He was so absorbed that he didn't notice Connie sneaking up on them until the boy started whispering in his ear.

"Guys, guys! You won't believe what I just saw!" Connie's eyes were wide with excitement, and he was practically bouncing on the balls of his feet.

"What is it, Connie?" Mikasa asked, giving him a curious look.

"I just saw Jean and Marco kiss!" Connie whispered, his voice barely above a breath.

Armin's heart leaped into his throat. He glanced at Mikasa, who looked as surprised as he felt. They both knew that Jean and Marco were close friends, but they had never suspected anything romantic between them.

"Are you sure, Connie?" Armin asked, trying to keep his voice steady.

"Yes, I swear! I saw them kiss!" Connie insisted, nodding vigorously.

Mikasa remained quiet, but Armin could see the wheels turning in her head. She was probably thinking about Eren's reaction if he found out about this. Armin, on the other hand, was torn between feeling happy for Jean and Marco and worrying about how their relationship would affect their mission.

"Let's not jump to conclusions," Armin said, trying to keep his tone level. "We don't know the context of the kiss. Maybe it was just a friendly peck."

Connie looked unconvinced, but he nodded anyway. "Yeah, maybe you're right," he said, still looking excited.

Armin knew that Connie wouldn't keep his mouth shut for long, but he couldn't bring himself to care. Jean and Marco deserved to be happy, and if that meant dealing with a little bit of gossip, then so be it.

***

As the train to Marley rolled on, the news of Jean and Marco's kiss spread like wildfire among the Survey Corps. Everyone was talking about it, and while some were surprised, most of their friends were overjoyed for them.

Sasha was practically bouncing in her seat as she turned to Connie, who was sitting across from her. "Can you believe it? Jean and Marco are together!" she exclaimed, grinning widely.

Connie grinned back. "I always knew those two were meant to be. They've been in love with each other for ages."

Mikasa and Armin were sitting next to each other, both of them trying not to smile at the excitement of their friends. "It's about time they got together," Mikasa said, her voice low.

Armin nodded in agreement. "Yeah, they're perfect for each other. I'm happy for them."

Levi, who was sitting nearby, rolled his eyes at the commotion. "Leave them alone. They're entitled to their privacy."

Hange, on the other hand, was practically jumping up and down with excitement. "This is amazing! I can't wait to hear all the details!" she exclaimed, much to Levi's annoyance.

As the train continued on, the gossip continued to spread, with everyone in the Survey Corps feeling overjoyed for Jean and Marco. It was a rare moment of happiness in a world filled with so much darkness and uncertainty, and they all relished in it.

***

As the group walked towards their quarters, Jean could feel the weight of everyone's stares on him and Marco. He could feel the heat rise in his cheeks, knowing that their little secret was no longer a secret.

Marco could sense the discomfort and anxiety radiating off of Jean. He reached over and took his hand, intertwining their fingers together, giving him a reassuring squeeze.

Jean's heart skipped a beat at the contact, feeling a mix of embarrassment and affection. He couldn't help but feel grateful to have Marco by his side, even if their secret was out.

As they entered their quarters, Connie turned to them with a grin on his face.

"So, when were you guys planning on telling us?" he asked, teasingly.

Jean and Marco exchanged a knowing look, and then burst out laughing.

"I don't know, we were trying to keep it low-key," Jean admitted, still laughing.

Mikasa spoke up, a small smile on her face. "It's okay, we're happy for you guys."

The group exchanged hugs and congratulations, and Jean couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with happiness. He never thought he would have this kind of love and support in his life, but he was grateful for every single one of them.

And as he held Marco's hand, he knew that he had found his home.

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I can't believe this was made by an AI, What do you think? send me a mesage if you have any ideas for something like this. It has to be from a fandom i know so i make sure the characters are in character.

Attack on Titan

Chainsaw Man

Ouran High School Host Club

Banana Fish

Avatar (not the blue aliens)

Theres probably more but i can't remember right now, so just send anything you want

[Sorry about my english, its not my first lenguage]

[dr4kenlvr]

little things the aot men do

eren: will offer you a portion of his food if he sees you’re still hungry. caresses your cheek, pulling you into a warm hug when he can sense you’re down. always keeping an eye on you during expeditions, has gotten scolded at levi a couple (numerous) times to stay focused.

armin: reads you stories until you fall asleep soundly against him; will not, can not move in fear that you’ll wake from such a peaceful slumber. whenever he spots a pretty flower he’ll immediately give it to you and at times, tuck it behind your ear. listens to all your rants and stories with interest, never making you feel left out. will tend to your injuries anytime.

jean: always has you on him; whether that’s an arm around your shoulder or waist, hands intertwined or pinkies locked. always. if you had a particularly stressful day of training, he would force you to accept his massages. being careful not to hurt you further. expect flirty winks and suggestive smirks across the room too.

reiner: he is your shoulder to cry on, and you are his. holds your hand so tenderly and whispers how much he is grateful for someone like you. has a handful of hair ties for you in his pocket in case you were running late or forgot. insists he pays for your and his lunch. plays with your fingers when he’s nervous.

bertholdt: lets you have most, if not, all of the blanket when you sleep together. instinctively grabs your hand to guide you through large crowds. often caught dazing off during lunch or breaks, he blames it on sleep deprivation but everyone knows he’s thinking about you. 

levi: does your unfinished paper work for you. drapes a blanket over your body when you’ve fallen asleep either too quickly or on the couch. always makes an extra cup of tea for you, will even teach you how to hold it like him. will lightly chuckle when you fail. completely trusts you on missions, he knows you’re capable and strong. 

erwin: runs you warm baths to help you relax after a day’s hard work. will sometimes join you if you beg haha. he likes to lay on your lap, having you run your fingers through his hair. lets you borrow his button ups cause he thinks you look super adorable. when the sun rises, he’ll lay in bed an extra 5 minutes if you wanted him to, how could he resist?

[aetheternity]

Idk if this makes sense but Levi is an excited puppy on the inside and Jean is an excited puppy on the outside.

Like let's say they're waiting for their S/O to come home after work (they obviously get home before them.)

Levi

•Comes home and immediately begins to clean up in preparation for your arrival.

•Makes some tea and then sits on the couch and waits for a while.

•I'd say he waits until there's 5 minutes before you're actually supposed to be in the house and then he's up walking around near the front door.

•Might rearrange some furniture or something but he's always near the doorway when you finally come home.

•Once you're inside he greets you with a little hello.

•Like on the inside he's all like, "You're home! You're home! Yay! My favorite person is here!" And on the outside he's just neutral.

•Takes your bag or belongings from your arms and places his chin on your chest in expectation for a kiss. (If you're taller than him.) If you're shorter he presses his forehead against yours and takes a little peck or a short chaste kiss.

•Now if you're late it's a different story.

•If you're coming home late he makes a sort of face at the message but he understands.

•Might make a little food for you and him while he waits. Reads a little, watches some tv. Does some dusting.

•He'll ask what time you think you're gonna be home and if you don't answer right away he stares at the messages till you do.

•If you give him a specific time he'll probably make sure he's doing something a couple minutes before you come home and then he's in his usual spot waiting (nonexistent tail wagging the second you walk inside.)

•"Hi, how was your day." On the outside. "I missed you, hello beautiful person that I love so much!" On the inside.

Jean

•He comes home and probably takes a shower so he'll smell nice for you.

•I feel like he'd sit on his phone by the door like if you guys have a bay window he's perched there until he hears your keys in the door and then he's shuffling forward arms outstretched the second you walk in.

•Kisses and hugs galore. And soft I missed you's falling off his lips.

•Presses closer and tighter if he's had a bad day.

•Asks you about your day as he takes anything in your hand and your coat. Then immediately tugs you by your hands back into him.

•Now if you're gonna be late.

•Poor thing he probably sighs and snuggles a little closer to the window.

•If you tell him when you'll be home he'll probably just start walking in and out of rooms. House tour style without the cameras.

•Like man doesn't know what to with himself.

•Might curl up on the couch for a little bit and then he's starting up again through the house.

•When you finally come home he's right in your arms with the cutest smile.

• "You took too long." And sweet little kisses as he pulls you into his arms. "So glad you're home, baby." He mummers into your ear.

(Ok so.. I wrote a part 2 to Answer your damn phone. I’m probably gonna post it on my second Ao3 account I’ll let y’all know. Also I was thinking about whether or not i want my blog to include headcanons for Aot and it’s a strong maybe I’m gonna change my bio.) 

[leviitome]

Attack on Titan characters trying a food that you horribly cooked

characters included: Eren, Armin, Mikasa, Sasha, Connie, and a little bit of Jean

UNEDITED | GENDER NEUTRAL

not all characters are included because I can't imagine their reactions. I will do many more headcanons with the unincluded characters in the future so don't worry!

Eren Yeager -

Eren would nonchalantly say, "the food takes like shit" because he's unfiltered. Would kind of feel bad upon seeing you down. Tries making it up to you by the both of you cooking dinner together.

Armin Arlert -

Armin would say it tastes good in a cheerful manner, but once you turn around he grimaces silently. He would spit out the food and pretended like he swallowed it. But once he sees your satisfied expression the food's aftertaste won't matter anymore.

Mikasa Ackerman -

Mikasa would chew quietly, but little did you know that the half-chewed food is actually in the corner of her mouth and she's just simply chewing air.

Sasha Braus -

Sasha would be very excited to eat it, (whether it looks appetizing or not) but once it comes in contact with her mouth she spits it out rather quickly. Rushing out of the room and making up a silly excuse to avoid getting your feelings hurt.

Connie Springer -

Connie heard the news from Sasha and he would think, "maybe it isn't going to be that bad?" but little did he know that Sasha was right all along. He would puke in front of you and would act all sick in order to hide the fact that you're a horrible cook.

All in all, the two decide to give it to Jean instead, and much to their surprise, he liked it.

[saeransangel]

You Bring Me The Rain

Anonymous asked:

HI!! Could you please write a post war levi x reader in which levi is feeling really down and he feels useless but the reader helps him bathe himself by washing his back and hair while he sits in the bathtub and he's just so in love with them and he gets really emotional? TYSM!! Levi Ackerman x Reader

A/N: Listened to Live or Die by Noah Cyrus while writing this <3 i think it fits the vibe perfectly. I hope this is what you were looking for, lmk and I can change it!

Summary: After the war, Levi and Y/N try to enjoy a peaceful life together. They deserve it. Y/N takes care of Levi because he deserves it.

CW: Angst + comfort, nudity (not sexual)

WC: 1.8k (not proofread)

The day was peaceful but melancholy. It was only a few weeks after the war and everyone was still recovering mentally and physically. While it was extremely difficult for you, and traumatizing; there were still others worse off than you. Levi Ackerman was one of those people.

His injuries were critical and he was near death. Thankfully Hange found him and kept him alive. But even to this day he was still healing. Levi knew his physical injuries would heal, but his mental scars would last a lifetime.

Over the years that it took you to form this relationship with Levi, you managed to get him to open up to you. You thought after the war you would have to start over in trying to get him to be vulnerable again, but you were wrong. He leaned on you more than ever now. In a way, him being so open and vulnerable made you fall more and more in love with him each day. Though he was opening up about all the darkness he kept buried away, it made you feel needed and loved.

Today was one of the many days that he just needed you. He didn't want to do anything. He just wanted to lay with you in silence and feel safe and comfortable.

So that's how you spent your day. You held his hand, rubbed his arms and his back. You read to him, you talked to him about anything you could think of, not caring if he only wanted to listen and not respond, and then there were moments were you just layed with him in a comfortable silence, holding him tightly.

When you finally noticed the sky turning a deep bluish purple you decided it was time to get reader for bed.

"Let's get ready for bed, yeah?" You smiled. He nodded, placing his book down on the table next to the bed.

You walked over to the bedside and helped Levi into his wheelchair. After he was comfortable, you wheeled him into the bathroom and ran the bath. As you waited for the water to warm up, you began undressing him. You started with his shirt, taking your time to be as gentle as possible undoing the buttons. Once the water was at a warm enough temperature, you helped Levi to his feet. He weakly clung to you as you carefully moved his legs to step out of his pants. When you looked up at him you gave him a bright smile. You knew in moments like this he felt extremely weak. He was once humanity's strongest soldier, the most respected captain and a force to be reckoned with. But now he's out of commision for good. He struggles to find his purpose in the new world. To you, he is still humanity's strongest soldier. Especially after everything he's endured. You try to remind him of that every day.

After he was fully undressed, you lowered him into the warm water. He sighed and relaxed into the warmth.

"That feel okay, my love?" You asked as you reached for a small cloth.

"'s perfect." He states simply. You smiled again.

"Okay, so what kind of soap do you want today?" You asked as cheerfully as you could, hoping to brighten the mood. "Sage or lavender?"

"What's the point of asking me? You know I don't care." He snaps.

"Levi..." You warn. You knew he was getting into one of his moods that comes out when you have to take care of him. It makes him feel like less of a man when you have to constantly aid him in everything he does and he hates it. He doesn't mean to take it out on you and you know that. So you're patient with him always.

"Sage is good." He says meekly.

"Thank you." You sigh, holding back a laugh. You scrub the cloth against the bar of sage scented soap and then wet it in the water. Placing a gentle hand on his back you begin to scrub him down, wiping away at all the dirt and grime on his rough skin. As you continue to wash him, your eyes are scanning the rest of his body, checking all his wounds. They all seem to be healing properly, the stitches are dissolving and leaving behind minimal scarring. Bruises still are scattered all over him though, ranging from greenish yellow to dark blue. Your clothed hand ran over each bruise with tender love.

The two of you found yourself in another comfortable silence as you bathed him. Until Levi became angered out of nowhere.

"What's the point of helping me when you know I'm not going to get better?" He hisses. "Don't you understand that this is going to be your life forever? Always taking care of me."

You could feel your heart break a little. You thought you had heard it all. All of his insecurities and intrusive thoughts. This one was new.

"Because I love you, Levi." You say after a moment. "I know you're frustrated right now but-"

"Of course I'm frustrated!" He shouts. "A crazy man almost blasted me to pieces and now I can't dress myself, or cook for myself, o-or do anything for myself." He takes a deep breath in before continuing. "And this whole time, my friends are off rebuilding the new world and I'm stuck here with you!"

You stared at him in disbelief. Stuck here with me? How could he say that after everything? It only took you a moment to realize that he hadn't meant it. His wide, dark eyes stared right back at you with regret. You saw right through his harsh words. It's not that he didn't want you by his side, it was that he didn't feel like he deserved to be taken care of because he had given up on himself.

"That came out wrong. Y/N, I'm so sorry." He says frantically, burying his face in his hand.

"It's all right, Levi. I can't imagine how difficult this is for you." You grabbed a small bucket next to the bath and filled it with the warm water from the tub. You tilted his head back gently and poured the water into his dark hair. You ran your fingers through it a few times and placed a quick kiss on his forehead. "You want to talk about it?" You asked.

"I am trying to figure out why this happened to me, but none of it makes any sense. I'm tired, Y/N, I'm so tired." As he finishes you noticed the change in his breathing and the change in his tone. Your hands reach to cup his face, bringing him to look at you once more.

"Levi, I know you feel alone right now. But I promise you that we will get through this together, okay?" You paused for a moment, making sure he was processing everything you said. "I'm not going anywhere. No matter how hard you push me away, I will always be right here. You did your best to protect humanity, so I'll do my best to take care of you. No matter what."

"You deserve it."

Those were the final words that broke him. He let out a strangled sob as you held his face. He shook his head back and forth trying to free himself from your grip, but he was unsuccessful. You leaned over the edge of the tub, disregarding the fact that you were going to be soaking wet, and wrapped your arms around his bare figure. He buried his face into your neck and continued to let out loud, uncontrollable sobs as you rubbed circles in his back.

"I don't feel like I deserve it." He heaves. "I feel weak and useless now. I just-I don't know who I am anymore."

Your eyes fill with tears as you pull him in for a deep kiss. Your heart was breaking for him and all you wanted to do was take his pain away. You kissed him as if you were begging him to release his pain into you. He pulled away with a shaky breath, a slight pink blush spread across his scarred cheeks.

"I want you to listen to me, okay?" You asked quietly. He kept a low gaze as he nodded his head. "You are the strongest man I know. I don't know anyone who would have been able to survive what you did. What you're going through right now does not make you weak; It makes you a survivor and I promise you that if you hold out a little longer, there will be more to life than just surviving."

His gaze softens and he reaches up to hold your face as well. He pulls your faces together so your foreheads touch. Both your eyes flutter shut. "Do you really believe that?" He asks with a shaky breath.

"Of course I do." You say softly. He hums in response and pulls away.

You take a deep breath to compose yourself. He takes time as well to slow his breathing and process everything that you both just said.

After a few minutes you quietly start to wash him again, scrubbing the soap into his skin and his soft hair, occasionally pouring warm water over his body. The two of you didn't speak, but it was comfortable. You both had said all you needed to say. He knew that if he needed to get anything else out, you would be right there with open arms.

When the water started getting cold, you helped him out of the tub and gently dried him down. You quickly grabbed some comfortable clothes from his wardrobe and dressed him. After placing a kiss on the top of his head, you wheeled him into the bedroom and helped him into bed. Once he was comfortable, you got changed into what you wanted to sleep in and crawled into your shared bed with Levi.

His arms snaked around your waist as he pulled you into his chest, resting a hand on top of your head. He loved holding you this way. It made him feel so secure feeling your weight pressing into him with his arms around you making sure you didn't go anywhere.

"How you feeling?" You asked him quietly.

"I'm okay right now." He sighs, deep in thought.

"Hey," You press a finger to his chin, causing him to look at you. "I love you."

He kisses your forehead and gives you a small smile. "I love you too. Thank you for tonight." He says.

You smile back and curl deeper into his chest, exhaustion washing over the two of you. Within minutes you and Levi are fast asleep wrapped in each others arms, ready to take on the next phase of your lives together.

[bestruction]

Things that aot boys do that warms your heart

- Eren Jaeger 

Modern au: The way he’s always touching you, not in a sexual way not only so when you come home from a long day at work be sure that this boy is waiting for you on the sofa to put his hands ALL around you. There’s something special about these quiet moments because he’s not the most silent person in the world, to know that is enough for him put you in his lap with his hand on your waist watching some random shit on Netflix brings some comfort, yk? As if being there with him is your home and not just the walls and bricks. Who can blame you? He’s a big teddy bear.

Aot au: The way he expresses himself. If I had to define him with one word it’d be intense definitively. Is he angry? You’ll know, is he embarrassed? You’ll know, is he sad? You’ll know. Even if he’s confused about what that hell he’s feeling you’ll know. He always wants to be the more honest with you as possible and of course, if he wants to tell you or show you how much and why he loves you...Girl/boy, you’ll know. I can imagine him waking his s/o at 3 am and leaving the dorms without anyone know just to see the stars or to walk around the city with some excuse like “I just wanted to see you, please. Let’s go” and at the end of the night whispering “I love you”, BUT that’s exactly the reason why 19y old Eren will break your heart in pieces (one of them). To see him getting colder and colder is like to watch the boy you love disappear slowly and all these memories only make you miss him more.

- Levi Ackerman 

Modern au: The way he’s always taking care of you. It’s not like he’s overprotective or something, he knows you’re independent and can handle with yourself. He does it almost like an instinct. If you are sick, he’ll show up at your house wearing a mask and holding a plastic bag full of remedy, teas, and some snacks, if you sleep without covering yourself he’s gonna cover you with a blanket in one second and if you are sad he can be only the shoulder that you need or advice you in the best way.

Aot au: Same thing, but it becomes overprotection since death is a factor way more present in aot au and he already lost too much. It takes a lot from this man to let you be inside of his heart because of his fear and traumas from the past and now that you’re in...He’s even more afraid to lose you. He always has one eye on you in every battle inside or outside the walls, you’re the first face he’ll be looking for and if you get hurt he may look calm and cool, but inside of him, there’s a storm.

- Armin Arlert 

Modern au: The way he tries to be brave in front of you. He’s a very shy boy, he doesn’t scream with others even if they deserve it, he doesn’t like to be the center of attention, and he for sure hates spiders and cockroaches, but this baby boy is ready to face all this shit for you! He wants to be someone you can depend on just like you’re to him. Which ends up with you both scared or without knowing how to deal with a big spider and having to call Eren or Mikasa, but he was there with you all the time!

Aot au: The way he’s curious about everything. To see him learning from the outside world with so much joy makes you forget about the war sometimes. It’s inspiring. His eyes shine when he talks about the things he saw in the sea and along the beach and when he started to learn about other cultures your heart melts inside your chest because of his compassion and kindness even with all the hate against Eldia. Also, he’s always studying you too, you actions, your mannerism, your details. He never gets tired of learning about you even after years together and it’s because of that attention and passion that you know he’s the right one.

- Jean Kirstein 

Modern au: The way he cooks. Jean learned how to cook with his mama, change my mind. There’s something about this tall-ass man when he enters into the kitchen humming some song that you never know and start to cutting vegetables for his and your omelet. His mom used to do it for him since he exists, always makes him feel safe because of her memory and that’s why he’s ready to cook one for you when you need to feel the same. He’ll ask you to wait for a little while he mixes everything, you watch him smile because of the food’s smell and his hair casually fall on his face. Little does he know that you already feel safe before he even gives your plate

Aot au: The way he acts cocky in front of everyone especially Eren, but just you show up and he’s a melted bubble of “baby this” “baby that”. No matter how much Connie and Sasha tease him for act like this around you. He’ll tell them to shut up of course, but he couldn’t care less. I see Jean as a very confident guy about these small things. In his mind, he only showing his love to his s / o why would he feel embarrassed for it? It’s very logical.

- Reiner Braun 

Modern au: The way he’s always trying to please you. Reiner is not the most expressive person at least not in words. He’s a serious man, but it doesn’t change how much he cares about you, how you’re always in his head. So now how he shows it to you? Buying you gifts. Sometimes an expensive one, sometimes a small one that he saw and wanted to bring to you, sometimes something that he thinks you might need. He’s the type of person who calls you when he’s at the store just to ask “Do you need pads?”. It’s really cute, but you have to tell him “stop spending your money, sir”  

Aot au: When Paradise attacked Marley, you were with Falco and Gabi at some random window watching Eren Jaeger eat the Warhammer titan. It was when you filled your lungs with air to scream his name that the tears came to your eyes. You knew Reiner wasn’t alright since he came back and to see him without any wish for battle and to live made your heart break into pieces. You knew that to fight it was the last thing he needed to do, but what could you do besides call for him? The kids did the same and your voice became a cry of “sorry”, but when he moved and put himself in a position to fight your broken heart lights up in hope for the man that you love. He was there. The way he was always there for you and the others warm your heart and soul.

[connormurphysimp]

Thinking of human marco manhalding a freaked out borrower jean on the first meeting.

[takafritzz]

♡#; warnings - none!!

♡#; a/n - this is too self indulgent but this scenario has been living in my head all day :3 hope you enjoy!! mwah mwah. [reqs always open].

♡#; genre - fluff!! in which jean has a cousin's wedding to go to, so he asks for your help to teach him slow dancing with a partner T-T

♡#; wordcount - 2,298

can i have this dance?

"i cannot believe my mom's making me do this," jean grumbled with a sigh, letting his forehead drop into the safe tent created by his folded arms on the lunch table that you, him, sasha and connie were sat at.

all three of you felt sorry for him; he was being dragged along to the wedding of some distant cousin he had never even met on the weekend when you were supposed to go out bowling for your birthday.

unbeknownst to your friends, though, you were especially upset at jean's necessary absence considering your harboured feelings towards him. not that you were going to let him feel bad about that, of course. he was already in a bad mood.

"when is it again?" asked connie. this was a question you knew the answer all too well to. jean peeked up from the table, rolling his eyes in thought as he tried to remember the exact date.

"it'll be, uh, this weekend, actually," he clicked his tongue. his eyes flicked over to yours and a soft, apologetic smirk adorned his features, "i'm so sorry i can't make it to your birthday bowling day."

you offered a bright grin in return, waving your hand dismissively. "it'll be fine! it sucks that they didn't let us cancel the reservation, but one of us'll play in your name, so don't worry. we'll do you proud." you joked, trying to cheer him up.

"i'll do it! i'm great at bowling," sasha excitedly took on the responsibility of playing for jean, "and besides, a wedding can't be that bad, right? there's free food, after all!" she stared longingly at your untouched butter croissant. noticing this, you slid your tray across the table to her seat. she snatched the pastry up without hesitation, but you were glad to see her so delighted.

"sure, sash, but there's also having to wear a suit, forced small talk with great aunts who claim they knew me since i was a baby, awkward photoshoots and worst of all: dancing," jean listed each event on his fingers.

"what, now you can't dance?" connie raised an eyebrow up, "you were fine at that party last week."

"first off, i was drunk. second of all, i mean slow dancing, you idiot. i can't do it right for the life of me, and it's always with some girl i either don't know or hate. i swear my family has something against me!"

"aw, too bad that you can't take a plus one," you sympathised with him.

"yeah, i know," he shrugged, "well, i'll see you guys in class. i've gotta go deal with my existential crisis while pissing in the little boys room." he pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows as he slung his bag over his shoulder and sauntered away. you and sasha both waved silently at him.

"lemme join! love me a good whizz," connie rushed after jean, saluting the both of you as he trailed behind him.

"bye, guys," sasha giggled.

"see ya," you called after them.

"poor jean," sasha commented. you nodded in agreement.

"i know. he really doesn't wanna go to this thing, huh?"

"yeah. i would have a meltdown and refuse to move if my parents were forcing me to go somewhere i badly didn't wanna go."

"always coming through with the genius solutions, sash."

"i know. thanks. oh, yeah, it'll be your birthday, too! aren't you sad that he won't make it?"

"nah, it's cool. i get it," you shrugged nonchalantly, trying to change the subject as quickly as possible, "it's not like he's doing it on purpose or something."

"would you be sad if he was?"

"doing it on purpose? of course, he's one of my best friends!"

"uh huh," sasha's eyelids drooped halfway, a playful smile teasing you, "totally best friends."

"what do you mean? you're not tryna convince yourself i have a crush on him again, are you? come on, sasha, i've told you a million times: i don't like him like that, so would you stop before you embarrass me in front of someone?" you plead with her. nerves fluttered around your stomach following your blatant lie.

"someone like... jean?" she winked, batting her eyelashes at you. you got up from the lunch table.

"nope. not dealing with this," you turned on your heel and broke into a swift walk, hoping to get away fast enough so you could lose sasha before she caught up to you and interrogated you on the matter any further.

"hey, wait up! i need to go to the toilet! why are you walking so freaking fast?! jeez, chill out!" with each desperate cry, her voice became more distant to you. thank god.

you knew full well that if there would be anyone who could squeeze a secret out of you, it would be sasha. she just had a way with these things. so you had to make sure it was near impossible for her to find you, or you would cave.

after a solid ten minutes of wandering around your school building, you gave a wary glance to your left and then your right. you let out a relieved sigh: sasha was nowhere to be seen.

you slid against the wall you were leaning on until you eventually landed on a step of the staircase. you rested your head against the wall, fishing for your phone from your pocket. once you managed to get it out, you found that there were 15 notifications, all from jean. your eyes widened in surprise. they were all new messages.

help, this idiot won't leave me alone under a blurred picture of him being chased by connie, who wore a wolfish grin.

where you guys at?? followed by a picture of your empty lunch table.

bouta kill myself came after a video of connie banging against a toilet stall that jean was hiding in, as he sang to him.

bored. was the last text message, and preceded a picture of jean biting his lip.

you scoffed in amusement while typing out an answer to indicate your whereabouts. you may as well keep him company so long as connie wasn't disturbing him. after a short wait, footsteps became gradually louder behind you. you twisted around to be met with jean's looming figure. he silently took a place on the step above you.

"hey," you greeted him. he smiled softly.

"hey. what are you doing here? you okay?" his eyebrows were knitted together in a concerned expression. you nodded.

"yeah. fine. just had to get away from sasha."

"no way! you saw my texts, right? i had to get away from connie! look at us!" his contagious boyish laughter rang throughout the stairwell. it was your favourite sound. you couldn't stop yourself from laughing along with him.

"i know! look at us."

"ah, you're the only one who gets me, y/n."

"hm... wish i could say the same for you."

"uh, you absolutely can, cause i get you so well it's scary."

"do you?"

"that's right, which is how i know you desperately wish you could be my plus one at the wedding," he virtually read your mind. you rolled your eyes.

"pfft, in your dreams, jeanbo," you teasingly called him by the nickname you had heard his mother use on him. he took your face in one of his large hands, squishing your cheeks to prevent you from saying anything else.

"shh, shh, shh. don't they say if you dream hard enough, it'll eventually come true?"

you were glad his hand was enveloping your cheeks so he couldn't see the rosy blush creeping onto them. you swatted him away, slapping gently at his face with both of your hands.

"awh, you're so cute when you try to fight back. come on, get up," he trapped both of your wrists in his free hand and used this grip to lift you up with him, releasing his hold on you once the two of you were up.

"where are we going?" you dusted your pants off, looking up at him with a raised eyebrow.

"nowhere. just here," he skipped a few steps to jump down to the floor, looking at you expectantly for you to join him. reluctantly, you followed, wondering where he was going with this.

"just what are you planning, huh?"

"so many questions! god, you nag a lot. the guy who marries you is gonna be in for a ride."

"shut up. why are we just standing here?"

"you know how i said i hate dancing? but that i'm gonna have to do it anyway? and that i might kill myself from embarrassment?"

"uh huh, something like that."

"yeah, well, the wedding's this weekend, as you already know, and i gotta be ready. and you've been to weddings before, right?"

"a couple."

"well, your mom's always bragging about how graceful and elegant a dancer you are. you seem to know your stuff, y/n."

"i just copy people around me. look, there's nothing much to it, jean, it's really not that -"

"then help me out! if it's so easy, why don't you help me learn how?"

"what?" you were in slight shock at his sudden request, and only a few days before the wedding, too. the tips of his ears went a subtle red, and you caught his eyes nervously glancing towards the floor.

"help me out...?" he repeated himself. you broke out in a series of hushed snickers, covering your mouth with your palm.

"sure!"

"why're you laughing? am i that much of a joke to you?" he seemed to take this to heart.

"not at all! it's just... awh, you're so cute when you ask for stuff, jeanbo!" you broke out in a fit of giggles again. a pout formed on his lips and he crossed his arms in defiance towards the repeated nickname.

"well, now i don't want your help anymore," he turned his back to you. you tried to subdue your laughter, walking up behind him and tapping him on the shoulder.

"no, come on, i'm sorry," you gave a good-natured smile, "of course i'll help you."

without a word, he faced you again. the pout was gone now, replaced by a cocky smirk.

"you could never say no to me," before you could protest, he took your hand and placed it on his shoulder, clasping the second in his. he swallowed before cautiously placing his own free hand on your waist, as though asking for your permission. you quietly nodded, feeling heat rise in your cheeks. at least you weren't alone, you realised, as you took notice of a slight pink tint falling across jean's sharp features.

you cleared your throat, "on one condition. i'll help you, on one condition." jean groaned, rolling his head back.

"go on."

"i get to call you by that stupid nickname you hate so much."

"what, jeanbo?"

"mhmm."

he sighed before complying, "be my freaking guest, i guess."

"alright!" you drummed excitedly on his shoulder.

the two of you fell silent, each waiting for the other to do something. you took the first step forward, prompting him to shift backwards. you cocked your head to the left as a subtle signal, which he promptly picked up on. before you knew it, the two of you were gliding across the small area of the stairwell, being careful not to step on each other and keeping a measured but regular pace. he surprised you by suddenly twirling you around, earning a short yelp from you. he chuckled in response to your shock, and you heard this victorious sound vibrate from his chest as you fell against his torso.

it felt good. this felt right; you being here with jean, being held so close to him in his arms. your eyes were closed as you tried to hold onto this moment for as long as you could. it probably wouldn't be happening anytime soon again.

"y/n?" jean's voice felt close to you, and it snapped you out of your little daydream. your eyes were met with his honey brown ones. his face was way too close. "oh thank god. i thought you fell asleep for a second there."

"sorry, just spaced out for a minute. uh, sorry," you averted your gaze from him. he didn't move.

"it's cool. we seem pretty good at this, huh?"

"yeah, i guess. for a first timer, you're not too shabby, jeanbo. do you wanna continue, or?"

before you could say anything else, jean closed the gap between the two of you. his lips gingerly crashed against yours as your eyes widened tenfold. what was he doing? his eyes were tightly shut, his eyebrows drawn together in a look of focus. despite your confusion, and fear, and doubts, you didn't pull away. eventually, he moved away from you.

"jean?" was all you managed to ask, but you felt it was enough of a question in itself.

"i'm sorry. i just, uh, i like it when you call me jeanbo. and i like you, in general."

"i - really?" you gulped, "in what way?" your stupid question was followed by a nervous scoff.

"in the 'will you let me take you out so i can dance whenever i want, wherever i want, so long as it's with you' typa way. like, 'i could dance with you forever and i wouldn't get tired' typa way." by now, the two of you were untangled, and jean was holding both your hands in his.

"i - i like you in that way, too," you were in an immeasurable amount of disbelief, "in the 'i would never get sick of teaching you how to dance' typa way."

"then, y/n, i have one question for you. can i have this dance?"

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