#springlestein

[horseface-kirstein]

I absolutely adore them, your honor.

The Chaotic Trio from Wall Rose

[carrotandlemon]

huge aot art dump enjoy (creds to fromriches-tosin for the jean bouncing on it in reiners lowest darkest days)

also u can send requests afjdkjfdk

i want aot mutuals on twitter pls @/carrot_andlemon

[puddingcorals]

I'm pretty sure that by the end of the series almost every character was at least a little bit in love with Jean 🥰

[pickalilywrites]

AU: Niccolo plays football for Marley High, Sasha (like all the 104th girls) is a Paradis High cheerleader, he literally cannot look away from her (and seeing her wolf down one of everything from the concession stand is ADORABLE!), and he decides to go for it after the game, only to have an unfortunate encounter with the overprotective Jean and Connie.

idk anything about football but it felt good writing this ^^ thank you for such a cute prompt!

double team block

nicosasha. high school au. 2529 words. read on ao3.

Niccolo has never been passionate about football despite being a part of the team for three years now. The rest of his teammates — the entire student body, actually — live and breathe football. His entire school seems to revolve around the sport with priority registration for classes going to football players over students with the highest GPA. Whenever the team wins a game, there are at least three house parties to celebrate. Homecoming is a weeklong event that weasels its way into their English, math, and even science lessons before ending in a dance at the end of the week that rivals prom in terms of party preparation. And then there’s the homecoming game, which has been even more anticipated than others not only because it’s the homecoming game but also because Marley is against Shiganshina High, a longtime rival of theirs. Despite all this, Niccolo still can’t immerse himself in the game like his teammates can. 

Niccolo doesn’t hate football. He doesn’t dislike it either. If anything, he’s indifferent to the sport but only because his interests lie elsewhere. More specifically, his interests lie in the culinary arts, but for some reason the requirements for getting into a culinary arts university are ridiculously high. It’s not enough to have good grades and cooking experience. He has to be well-rounded too, which Niccolo doesn’t understand at all. It’s not like a culinary school will ever have the need for a chef in training that has experience as a high school football player, but he’s powerless against the ridiculous expectations of admissions officers and he doesn’t want to ruin his chances by not having an extracurricular. 

It's not the worst choice Niccolo could have made. After all, a lot of his friends are in football and he’s not terrible at the sport. He’s also a running back, one of three, so even if he screws up there are other people who can cover for him. He’s decent enough as a running back that the team hasn’t considered him a weak link, at least not until tonight. Tonight, Niccolo is distracted.  

As they break for halftime, the team’s quarterback — a sophomore named Reiner Braun — catches up to Niccolo, throwing an arm around the running back’s shoulder. Reiner is still a little out of breath, but he gives Niccolo a half smile as he asks, “What’s wrong, Niccolo? You’re off your game tonight, and it’s an important one. Are you worried about how your snacks are doing in the stands?”  

“I don’t know why he’d be worried. Half the people here came for the concessions. Even Shiganshina’s heard about it,” Marcel says from behind them, jogging a bit to catch up with them. “Porco didn’t even stay to listen to Coach Magath talk. He just made a beeline for the concession stand to get Pieck some of those bacon cheese fries that everyone’s crazy about.”  

“Dude is fucking whipped,” Reiner snickers, but Niccolo is hardly listening to his teammates. 

Niccolo wriggles away from Reiner, mumbling an excuse about how he has to check on something. He also heads in the direction of the concession stand, but he’s not there for the food. He’s drawn to a brunette in a cheerleading uniform bearing the colors of Marley’s rival school who is also heading toward the concession stand even though she had already visited it twice before the game even began.  

Niccolo pushes past students and parents who have come to watch the game. He mumbles apologies as he weaves through the crowd, his eyes fixed on the cheerleader. He doesn’t dare blink for risk of losing her among the sea of people. When he finally catches up, he reaches out to touch her shoulder without even thinking about how strange it is for him to approach her despite not knowing her at all.  

As she turns around, Niccolo is thinking about the hundreds of ways he’s already messed up. What is he supposed to say to her? That he was entranced by her the moment she zipped to the concession stand right after her school’s football team arrived on the Marley high campus? That he couldn’t take his eyes after her as she waited for the concession stand to finish setting up so she could order one of everything on the menu? That he watched her eat every bite of food — food that he specifically curated for the concession stand — and then saw her go back for seconds? He’s itching to tell her he was the one who had came up with the menu and he was dying to know what she thought of it, but she’ll probably look at him like he’s crazy.  

“Hello?”  

Niccolo realizes the cheerleader is looking at him now. She’s ordered more food from the concession stand: another order of bacon cheese fries, nachos loaded with jalapenos and crushed hot Cheetos, and a hot dog topped with chili. She doesn’t look alarmed to have been approached by someone from the rival football team. Instead, she looks curious, her head tilted slightly as she waits for Niccolo to speak.  

“Sorry, do I know you?” the girl asks. 

“N-no! But I’ve been watching you,” Niccolo begins before stopping himself as he realizes how awful that sounds. Hurriedly, he gestures towards the food in the girl’s hands and starts again, “I mean, I’ve seen you go back and forth from the concession stand all night-”  

The girl’s expression immediately lights up at the mention of the concession stand. “Have you been? You must have been super busy with the game. I don’t know if you can eat during halftime, but you should really get the chili dogs. They’re super amazing!” 

Niccolo feels his face begin to flush. “I actually was going to ask you about the food. I helped with the menu. I was wondering what people thought of the menu, but I’ve never seen anyone enjoy the food as much as you.” 

“Are you kidding?” the cheerleader’s eyebrows are raised in surprise. She looks around and then back at Niccolo, the same incredulous expression on her face. “Everyone’s been talking about it. People have been talking about how Marley has the best food at their home games. I’ve been waiting for this game forever!”  

Niccolo smiles. The girl’s enthusiasm for food is infectious and her praise is making the tips of his ears turn red. “I added a few things from last year’s menu, so it’s good you came to the game this year. I’m glad you like the food.” 

“Oh my gosh, I love it! I could eat this all day,” the girl sighs. She scoots up closer, leaning in so she can hear Niccolo better. “What did you say your name was?”  

“N-Niccolo,” he stammers. He hadn’t anticipated being so close to her. He almost stumbles backward in surprise, but his feet are rooted where he stands. 

“I’m Sasha. I’d shake your hand, but my hands are kind of full right now,” the girl grins, shrugging as she shows him the food she’s holding. She balances all the food in her hands with the grace and eloquence that only a high school cheerleader can have. 

“You like everything? Do you have a favorite? I’ve eaten everything on the menu probably a hundred times, so it’s hard for me to judge now,” Niccolo says. 

Sasha is already nodding, eager to share her thoughts. “Picking a favorite out of these is way too hard! Everything tastes so good. I can't even walk away  without ordering everything.”  

Niccolo finds that he loves the way Sasha talks about food. She goes into detail about everything she’s eating: the taste, the texture, how the flavors blend together. She doesn’t spare any details. Niccolo doesn’t think he’s ever been more enraptured by anything in his life. He’s so engrossed in everything Sasha is saying that he doesn’t notice when two football players are approaching him from behind until they throw their arms around him. 

“Hey,” one of the football players says. He wears a formidable grin as he looks over at Niccolo. He isn’t one of Niccolo’s teammates but a player from Shiganshina High, Niccolo realizes; it’s one of the linebackers. He’s not as large as the other players on the Marley team. He’s rather tall and lanky for a football player, with a long face and dark brown hair that’s lighter on top from playing in the sun. “Who have we got here? Are you fraternizing with the enemy, Sasha?”  

“You can’t be making friends with the Marley players, Sasha. They’re our rivals after all,” the player on Niccolo’s other side chastises, but his large gray eyes are fixed on Niccolo as he speaks. Like his friend, he’s also tall, his frame not at all what one would think of as a football player but still athletic and sturdy. His hair is shaved close to his head. “Are you trying to steal secrets?” 

“That’s just Niccolo,” Sasha says. She doesn’t seem to notice the suspicious way her friends are regarding Niccolo. “He helped with making the menu for the concession stand. You know how everyone was saying that Marley has hands down the best food at their football games? It’s even better than what everyone said. You guys should try it.” 

Niccolo gulps nervously as the two football players stare him down. They regard him coldly even when Sasha holds out her food, offering it to them. Without breaking their gaze, they both take some of the food Sasha offers — the brunet takes the chili dog while the one with the shaved head takes the fries loaded with cheese and bacon. Even when they take their arms off Niccolo’s shoulders, they continue to stare him down as they take their first bite of his food. 

The football player with the shaved head barely swallows before moaning, “Oh my god. Oh my god, what the fuck? That was fucking delicious.”  

His companion nods vigorously. He hardly finishes swallowing before going in for another bite of his chili dog. With food tucked into the pocket of his cheek, the football player says, “Sasha, the game is about to start again. We’re going to have to go with our new friend Niccolo.” 

“Jean!” Sasha calls as Jean and Connie leave with Niccolo in turn. “Jean, you and Connie owe me more food later! You have to get me more stuff from the concession stand once the game is over!” 

Jean, the player with the two-toned hair, just signs “OK” without looking back. He throws his arm around Niccolo again, his other hand still holding the chili dog. “Niccolo, Niccolo, Niccolo.”  

“Niccolo, Niccolo, Niccolo,” the one named Connie echoes. His voice is far less threatening than Jean but still threatening, nonetheless. Like Jean, he’s also thrown his arm around Niccolo’s shoulders once more. 

Niccolo tries not to tremble under their gazes. He wonders if he’s made a mistake approaching Sasha. He hadn’t even considered if she had a boyfriend. Of course, it would make sense someone like her would have a boyfriend. Niccolo’s only talked to her for a few minutes, and he can tell she’s an adorable, amazing ball of sunshine. He can’t tell if Jean or Connie is the boyfriend. It could be either one of them. God, it could be both of them. Someone like Sasha would be able to snag two boyfriends at once. Niccolo shouldn’t have been so naïve. He’s so busy mourning the loss of his barely existent relationship with Sasha before he realizes Jean is talking to him. 

“It’s very clear that you’re enamored with our Sasha, and who wouldn’t be?” Jean is saying. He realizes that Niccolo is only just checking into their conversation, and he takes his arm off Niccolo’s shoulders to snap his fingers in the distracted line runner’s face. “Hey, this is about our friend, so it’s kind of important. Pay attention.” 

“H-huh?” Niccolo had hardly heard anything Jean had just said, but he does notice that Jean referred to Sasha as ‘friend’ and not ‘girlfriend’. Perhaps a bit too eagerly, Niccolo asks, “‘Friend’? Not ‘girlfriend’? You guys aren’t dating? Neither of you are dating her?”  

“Are you kidding? She’s our best friend,” Connie snorts, “but it’s clear that you’re interested in her, so we wanted to talk to you first.”  

“Talk to me?” Niccolo repeats. Is it to warn him? To chase him away from the beautiful, food-loving cheerleader who might very well be the love of his life? To challenge him to a duel after this game is over to protect Sasha from someone they clearly perceive as the enemy? Niccolo is debating on how long he’d last in a fight with two football players that are around his build but then Jean speaks. 

“It’s clear that you’re interested in her, but we’d like you to consider us,” Jean says, and Niccolo nearly stumbles over his feet. 

“Consider … you guys?” Niccolo isn’t quite sure he’s heard right. “As like …”  

“You can date one of us. Or both of us. Or us and Sasha,” Connie says, which doesn’t make Niccolo less confused. If anything, Niccolo gets more confused the more Connie and Jean speak. 

“Look, we hardly know you, but Sasha is right. Your food is amazing. This is the best chili dog I’ve ever eaten in my life, and I usually don’t even touch the stuff,” Jean says as Connie nods in agreement. “We know Sasha is cuter than the both of us, but we also have unique characteristics that we can offer should you choose one of us to date instead.”  

So, these are the type of people Sasha is friends with, Niccolo muses as Connie and Jean prattle off their good qualities. He’s still trying to wrap his head around what’s happening — if Connie and Jean want him to seriously consider dating them or if they’re just exaggerating how much they like his food. It seems that becoming involved with Sasha is going to be more complicated than Niccolo initially thought.  

Jean and Connie are still talking away as they enter the field. Neither of them notices that Niccolo has stopped listening. As the teams and their players begin to get ready for the second half of the game, Niccolo turns his head to look at where the cheerleaders for Shiganshina High are gathered on the side across from the Marley High football team. He can spot Sasha with her back turned as she talks to the other cheerleaders. He gazes at her wistfully, wishing he had had more time to speak with her, and she turns as if she can hear his thoughts. When their eyes meet, Sasha smiles, her hand raised in a wave while her cheeks are adorably stuffed with nachos. Just across the football field with the other Shiganshina players, Jean and Connie are looking at Niccolo to, pointing at themselves as if to remind him of their earlier discussion. 

It might be a lot of trouble to date Sasha, Niccolo thinks as he grins stupidly and waves back at the most remarkable cheerleader he’s ever met in his life, but it would be totally worth it.

[shermalysed]

Look how sasha smiling.

I'm not crying, I'M NOT CRYING!!!

Also love the detail when Sasha dissapear from them and connie start to crying😭

[six-paths-of-jeanmarco]

Thank you Taniyama for conveing Jean's feelings for his three most beloved friends from the start till the very end of the series. We couldn't have asked for a better VA for Jean.

[snkgay]

Jean, Sasha, and Connie make a pact to get piercings on each of their 18th birthdays.

Jean is the first among the trio to get his piercing. He is torn between a nose stud or belly button. He opts for belly button cos he says it's the easiest to hide. He wishes to remain easily employable.

Connie is the following month. He's torn between tongue, industrial or snake bites. On the day of his appointment, he chickens out on industrial after spending a solid 48 hours researching and the lengthy healing time put him off. He spontaneously decides to pierce both nipples. Sasha says he cheated, it was meant to be ONE piercing, to which Connie said "I'm not gonna walk around with one blinker running Sash.

Sasha is last! The boys try to talk her into tongue cos it would be cute on her, but she chewed them out. "Are you crazy? I am not going to mess up any of my taste buds over this!" She instead goes for a septum. She enjoys flipping it up and hiding it, and after it heals, she switches to a cute star shaped nose ring.

[daleelahwrites]

Sasha, Jean, Connie supremacy

THEY'RE MY GOLDEN TRIO!! 🩷🩷🩷

Miss them so much! :')

[nerdynuala]

Who would the veterans and eren mikasa and armin godly parents from pjo be?

Answering these two asks after 81 years of them fermenting in my ask box because- well I don't even have an excuse. Sorry anons, hope you're still out there in the shadows of my blog and you get to see this

Have a messy art of Levihan and EMA as campers. They're all babies, because demigods are babies

My take on this, under the cut because I wrote more than intended

- Hange, Child of Hephaestus: because, yeah, it's Hange. They are curious, they like building stuff. Plus I can totally see Hange with fire powers.

- Levi, Child of Hades: because Levi is definitely a child of one of the Big Three, he's special, he's powerful. And he reminds me of Nico, all brooding but so soft on the inside and full of trauma. Give these boys a hug. Oh and the fact that Levi's from the underground just really fits.

- Eren, Child of Poseidon: I know, I know, Eren being Eren would probably be a Child of Ares with war and stuff but- I just- listen to me. Poseidon is the god of earthquakes as well. Rumbling, oh yeah. And I know the ocean was more of Armin's dream and all the symbolism, but Eren wanting to go and see the ocean... I don't know, in my mind his Godly parent is Poseidon.

- Armin, Child of Athena: not much to say, Goddess of wisdom and war strategy. Armin's smart, strategic, always got a plan. Alternatively, I've thought of him being a child of Aphrodite, and I don't dislike the idea.

- Mikasa, Child of Athena: I'm kinda lost with her but I like to think she's the other side of the coin. Like, the part of Children of Athena that's pure talent for arms and battles. Because Mikasa is pure talent for battle, but I feel she lacks the aggressiveness of Ares children.

- Erwin, Child of Zeus: yes I know he can be another child of Athena but his confidence, his presence, his leading abilities. Just big Zeus vibes I get from him.

- Mike, Child of.... Well I like him being a child of Apollo like anon suggested, and it fits my headcanon of Mike. But, I feel canon Mike would probably be a Child of Ares.

- Moblit, Child of Apollo: I really like the idea of him being able to heal. Also, he's a talented artist and a ray of sunshine.

- Nanaba, Child of Demeter: I really love what anon suggested. Totally with them on this one.

Addittionally, have Springlestein

- Jean, Child of Hermes: I don't really have an explanation. I just feel he would be a son of Hermes. Maybe it's just that Jean feels so incredibly human to me, and children of Hermes do too.

- Sasha and Connie, children of Dyonisus: they're siblings your Honor. Nothing else to add.

[cosmosorbitt]

platonic/sibling relationship jean x y/n fic? canonverse ^_^

or wholesome platonic springlestein (jean, sasha, connie?)

absolutely adore this omg. ty for suggesting!

The Quiet Horizon

jean x gn reader

wc: 668

tags: fluff, platonic, sibling dynamic

please leave more suggestions! i had a blast writing this :3

cross posted on ao3!

The cool October air seeps through your skin, sending a small shiver down your spine. The trees have already turned several vibrant hues of orange, red, and yellow. A leaf falls softly to the ground beside you, snapping you out of your thoughts as it gently graces the ground. 

The memories of the most recent mission flood your brain. Several deaths and many casualties, but successful nonetheless. You sigh, leaning your back against the tree that you had been sitting against. You look up at the setting sun along the horizon, admiring the colors painting the sky nearby. 

A leaf crunches under someone’s boot, and you turn your head to the sound, revealing the ash-haired man standing next to you. The familiar face smiles down at you.

“Mind if I take a seat, m’lady?” Jean says teasingly. He’s always been quite the jokester, no matter the time or place.

“Not at all, kind sir,” you snort in response. The air sways the trees nearby, almost as if they were waving a small hello to you. Jean sits down quickly as he wears that stupid smug smirk that he’s adorned for several years. 

“How you doin’?” he asks quietly. There was something a bit different about his tone now, something softer and more caring.

“Just thinking. Y’know, about the mission and whatnot,” you say quietly. Something about the mission was… weird. Something nagged at you, clawing at your chest and heart, but you can’t quite put your finger on it.

Jean stays quiet for a moment, his previous smug smirk now replaced with a blank expression, nearly unreadable. A flicker of concern shows in his eyes, but you hardly catch it.

“You aren’t the best liar,” he states matter of factly. “Come on, talk to me. I’m not just a pretty face,” he smiles at you teasingly. 

You chuckle softly. Jean wasn’t just a pretty face. He had been nothing but a phenomenal friend, consistently putting in effort and checking on you.

“Something about that mission. Something is wrong with it,” you admit quietly. As the memories fade into your mind again, you feel a slight pit in your stomach, unsure of how to put off the unease.

“What about it?” Jean asks curiously.

You pause for a few moments, unsure of how to put your thoughts into words. To be honest, you weren’t really sure. Something was different about it, something big. Some big part of the puzzle was missing, and your mind was screaming at you to find it.

“I don’t know,” you admit quietly, sucking in a sharp breath. The cool air infiltrates your lungs, providing a solid relief for a moment.

Jean stays quiet, looking along the horizon at the almost set sun. He’s slowly piecing his thoughts together, just like a puzzle.

“You don’t know?” He asks quietly.

“I don’t.”

Jean pauses for another moment, his expression still blank and unreadable. He speaks up after a minute, the words quiet and almost mumbling.

“That’s okay.”

You chuckle softly. While Jean was almost entirely a man of jokes, there was something different about this conversation, a more caring side to him.

“It’s okay not to know,” He adds softly.

You turn to look at him, your eyes gazing over  the features of his face, more specifically, the stubble forming on his face.

“You need to shave,” you joke teasingly.

“Way to ruin the sappy moment! Jeez, I was really trying to help!” Jean exclaims, feigning offense and raising his hands in defense.

You can’t help but laugh, gently elbowing him.

“You did help, don’t worry.” It wasn’t a lie. Something about his presence made you feel protected, like an older brother.

Jean smiles at you softly, “Glad to help, told you I’m not just a pretty face.”

You snort again, smiling as you look at the rising moon. The nagging feeling in your chest has subsided. Even if for just a bit, the pit has turned full, leaving you content as you watch the horizon.

[artontitan]

DIRECTORY ★

BY CHARACTER

eren | mikasa | armin | gabi | reiner | levi | hange | erwin | jean | sasha | connie | annie | pieck | falco | floch | zeke | marco | porco

BY GENRE

solo art | ship art | meme art | nsfw art | group art | oc art

BY SHIP or GROUP

yumihisu | eruri | erejean | springlestein | ema | reijean | eremika | levihan | aruani | jeanmarco | reikasa | jeanpiku | mikannie | gallirei

OTHER

commissioned works

[shermalysed]

I'm so proud of you, guys

[pickalilywrites]

What is your full list of AOT ships that you're okay writing about? Just want to make sure and not make you uncomfortable.

hi, thanks for asking! that's v kind of you :)

in absolutely no order:

rivetra, levihan, levinifa, levirico, petruo, zeketra, erepeto (aged up), erutra, eruhan, mobuhan, eld x fiancee, eremika, ereani, eremin, erejean, erehisu, yumihisu, mikahisu, mikani, mikasasha, springles, springlestein, jeancon, jeansasha, arusasha, reibert, nicosasha, falbi, udofia, levi x yelena, zeke x frieda, jeanpiku, pikupoko, arumika, ricoian, mitabi x anka, marumina, jeanmaro, aruani, beruani, hilow, maruani, marcel x annie

one sided:

erefloch (on floch's side), mikalouise (on louise's side)

ships i don't write for (just rly no interesting in writing for that ship either b/c negative experience/no interest/dont rly feel like i have much to contribute to that particular ship):

ereri, erepiku, erezeke, zevi, eruri, rivamika

in general: all platonic ships ok. NSFW ok. no noncon/rape and underage.

if you don't see your ship mentioned, please feel free to ask if i'm comfortable writing them :) snk has a myriad of ships and it's definitely possible i've missed some beloved ones.

[dba-92]

Right in the feels

[theshipsong]

aot gif to-do for my own reference :)

[86] shadgath meeting

[82] hitch/hitchannie scenes

[52] springlestein crying over reiner

hitch bday post

[16] erejeankasa 57th expedition prologue

[86] shadgath single dads angst – queued

ymir x2 + reiss girls clara bow – screencapped

yumihisu + kenuri (more ymir + kenny) parallels

[17-18] reijean/aruani 57th expedition

[23] marlowe+annie, baby hitch

[24] jeanbo w/ eruri, judging the MPs

[25] early jean-levi interaction when jean's whacking annie's crystal lmao, a moment stolen from a scout in the manga??

[41] jean + hitch + marlowe

[daleelahwrites]

So... *ahem* I don't know what I did but it seems like I've deleted an ask?? I'm so sorry, anon :'/

lucky I had printed it, so let's go answer it ❤️

Thank you so much for the ask! I loved it because I've already read plenty of really good jeansasha fics! ☺️

As Springlestein being my favorite trio you can see how much I love the interaction between Jean and Sasha, so them as a romantic pair it's just 😌👌 *chef kiss*

I read really good fics by @tolkienlockian!! I recommend you to look for her stories if you want to fall in love with these two again and again! 🩷

Now @hearmyvoiceoftreason is author of the insanely good Speak Now, istg it have the most well written Modern!AU I already read, the romance, the comedy, the drama, everything is so good!! Open your mind and your heart, I'm sure you will love it!

Thanks again, and sorry for accidentally delet your original ask...☹️ Hope you have a good day~