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"i don't really want to meet a disappointing end, with someone burning my bones without even knowing who they belonged to." indie & sel. JEAN KIRSTEIN of ATTACK ON TITAN

[sookashira]

04/07 Happy Birthday my handsome Jeanbo!

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everyone’s  regretting  it. if  i’d  known  it  would’ve  been  this  hellish , i’d  have  never  chosen  to  become  a  soldier .  now  i’m  exhausted , it’s  all  i  can  think  about . i’m  not  risking  my  life  because  someone  convinced  me  too .  this  is  a  job  you  can’t  do  unless  you  decide  for  yourself. 

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/ FLOCH IF YOU DON’T-- (snk ch. 125 spoilers in tags)

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——    SUNSET  BREEZE AND  ALL,  Jean  didn’t  realize the  beauty  of  the  landscape could  never  be  fulfilled.  With  the  dangers that  lie  just  beyond  the  cliffs  sides  of  these  mountains  in  the  distance, and  the  woeful desolace  concerning  the  lack  of  animals  within the  island.  Meat  is  extremely rare  find.  Gathering hunters  from  the  outer  districts hasn’t  given  anyone the  answer  to  their  prayers. “In  having  all  these  titans runnin’  around,  livestock is  damaged  til’  we  get  some  foreign countries  to  trade  for  our  alien  soil  or  whatever they  called  it  at  HQ.”

@traeumeri​ / ♥ ’ D THIS FOR A STARTER !!

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‘ say my name like it’s the only one that’s ever been on your tongue. ’ // you know I must e u e; // Verona.

( “Growling Suggestion” edition ) | ACCEPTING !!

—— A GULP OF BREATH is swallowed down at the inclination of her words, cradled in the arms of a woman he’d met in less sufficient time to pull an honest response out of him. It’s teeming with glints, shards of if you dare’s and keep dreaming’s but Jean’s a lonely guy in this day and age. Where the only women around that he interacts with are the criminals or the victims that are severely in need of getting away from the CONCEPT of a man. A stitch in his back, from the moment of vulnerability and ugliness he’d already displayed at her feet in such a literal sense it makes him want to cry. Ah, but perhaps that was the purpose. To have someone like Jean curdle with a damned heel near his crotch eagerly begging, stammering after talking such a good game how much of a highly regarded itinerant he could be.

“Don’t—just…”

Her name ( can’t even say it ) is a curse on his tongue, etched with a certain lisp, mistaken for a man on the verge of tears. Pining in every sense, Jean can’t simply fall under her whim. It’s painful, yeah? Like a HEAVINESS in the backs of the eyes, and a cramp in the elbow from holding his phone two inches near his nose in desperation for at least one thing new about the person formed into pixels. Behind the OLED display that’ll never do them enough JUSTICE, nevertheless enhancing all the little nooks about them that make him tear his cords a sunder.

“Listen, I—I’m in love you see.” Fire is omnipresent, come to cauterize his conscience and devour his heart. “But I’m also a loser. You don’t seem like the type to understand but… If you will hear me out, okay?”

Jean’s hands reach forward, yearning. “I’m weak and you make me own up to it. Would it be too much to ask if you could do it again?”

[spctlessminds]

based on this suggestions blog.  warning:  these are pretty dark/angry  &  could be triggering to some people.  please be cautious before proceeding!!

‘  all i want in my life is for my friends to be able to touch me suddenly  &  me to not flinch away without meaning to.  when will this stop affecting me?  ’ ‘  all i want is to be soft  &  gentle,  but i’m made out of steel  &  anger.  maybe in another life,  i guess.  ’ ‘  beauty is in the eye of the beholder,  so choose to see beauty in everything.  ’ ‘  burning it all to the ground  &  force them to start again.  they made you lose everything.  now return the favor.  ’ ‘  do i ever even cross your mind or do i do all the thinking of us on my own?  ’ ‘  do you trust me enough?  do you trust me at all?  ’ ‘  don’t you dare abandon me.  ’ ‘  even after all you have done,  i will always want you fighting on my side.  ’ ‘  every time i see you smile i fall in love with your brightness all over again.  ’ ‘  everyone i have ever loved is long gone.  i sing to the sky alone.  ’ ‘  everyone i touch gets hurt,  but i can’t stop.  i touch  &  i touch  &  i touch  &  people get hurt.  why can’t i ever stop?  ’ ‘  everyone says i used to be a hero,  but i can still taste the blood in my mouth  &  still feel bruises blooming because of my fists  &  my eyes are still stretched wide  &  terrified.  ’ ‘  everything i love has been taken from me.  what do i have left to fight for?  ’ ‘  fall in love with someone that makes you feel strong.  ’ ‘  friends are more important than any material object will ever be.  ’ ‘  i am aching to hold you  &  keep you safe,  to be pressed against you so that nothing can harm you.  ’ ‘  i am divine  &  you will bow before me.  ’ ‘  i am fucking divine.  ’ ‘  i am in control  &  i listen to no one.  ’ ‘  i am not a good person.  don’t pretend i am.  ’ ‘  i am not accustomed to love.  this is a learning experience.  ’ ‘  i am not worth saving  &  i am not worth redemption.  let me stay in the dark.  ’ ‘  i am so tired all the time,  all i want to do is rest.  ’ ‘  i am too tired to deal with any of this.  ’ ‘  i bow to no man.  ’ ‘  i broke into sharp pieces when i broke  &  i expect someone else to hurt their hands on my edges just to put me back together.  i’m sorry.  ’ ‘  i can give you your wings back  &  i can show you to fly once more,  if you only believe in me.  ’ ‘  i cannot be saved.  ’ ‘  i can’t ask for help because if i ask for help it hurts people.  i can bear this weight on my own.  i have to.  ’ ‘  i could taste the lies in your mouth every time i kissed you,  but i loved you too much to notice.  ’ ‘  i crave affection in the simplest way.  ’ ‘  i deserve to hurt.  i deserve to bleed.  ’ ‘  i didn’t ask for any of this so don’t you dare blame this on me.  ’ ‘  i don’t care if you say my name like it’s poison or like it’s a prayer,  as long as it leaves your lips.  ’ ‘  i don’t fight for you anymore.  ’ ‘  i don’t want to let go of you.  not now,  not ever.  ’ ‘  i don’t want to talk about it.  i don’t want to remember.  i don’t want to heal.  all i want is for it to go away.  ’ ‘  i don’t want you to touch me.  please don’t touch me,  just go away.  ’ ‘  i feel anger deeper than my bones.  i feel anger in my very soul.  ’ ‘  i feel nothing at all,  except for when i feel everything all at once.  ’ ‘  i have fallen  &  though i may miss the sky,  i belong here now.  ’ ‘  i have fallen from a height your mind cannot even imagine.  ’ ‘  i have no home anymore.  ’ ‘  i remember collapsing in the flames with a sword in my hand  &  then i remember nothing.  ’ ‘  i see beauty in everything,  but especially in you.  ’ ‘  i should never have fallen in love with you.  ’ ‘  i thought for a long time that i was so terrible no one would look at me.  now i know it’s because i shine so bright they are forced to look away.  ’ ‘  i was so caught up in the feeling that i forgot how to breathe.  ’ ‘  i will never amount to anything.  i am a failure in the worst type of way.  ’ ‘  i will tell myself that the burn of my loneliness in my chest completes me  &  maybe someday it will be true.  ’ ‘  if that’s what a hero is i’m glad i’m not one anymore.  ’ ‘  if you ask me to,  i will set the whole world on fire,  my dear.  it’s all for you.  ’ ‘  is it my fault?  it’s my fault.  it’s always my fault.  ’ ‘  it’s not murder if they deserved it,  right?  ’ ‘  i’m drowning in emotions that don’t belong to me,  choking on anger  &  suffocating on sadness.  ’ ‘  i’m in love with everything that hurts me.  ’ ‘  i’m okay.  i’m alright.  this is all in my mind.  ’ ‘  i’m ready to give up everything i’ve ever had if it means someone will love me.  ’ ‘  i’m so cold  &  i can’t stop shaking.  i am not who you think i am.  ’ ‘  i’m so tired all the time  &  i just want to be awake again.  ’ ‘  i’m tired of fighting against the pain of being forgotten.  i just want someone to remember me.  ’ ‘  i’m tired of fighting everything in my life.  just make it stop.  ’ ‘  i’m too tired to care.  blow up,  get angry at me.  i’m sure someday i’ll realize i deserved it.  ’ ‘  jealousy burns within me.  ’ ‘  just let me go in peace for once in my damn life.  ’ ‘  loneliness is a disease  &  it leaves me empty  &  hollow,  like sound goes through my body  &  bounces back.  ’ ‘  made of starlight  &  sunshine,  i shine brighter than they all know.  ’ ‘  my anger is righteous  &  my actions are pure.  ’ ‘  my chest aches  &  my lungs burn.  this sickness comes from the inside.  ’ ‘  my chest hurts  &  all i need is some comfort  &  understanding.  ’ ‘  my chest hurts  &  i ache to go back to the sky.  ’ ‘  my shoulders are aching where wings used to be  &  all i want is for them to stop hurting.  ’ ‘  pull me apart  &  piece me together in your own way.  make me perfect.  ’ ‘  righteous fury throws through my veins  &  if you touch the people i love i will destroy you.  ’ ‘  rise up.  you can’t keep being small when you were made for so much more.  ’ ‘  say my name like it’s the only one that’s ever been on your tongue.  ’ ‘  so much blood has been spilled in my name.  time to make you believe it was in yours.  ’ ‘  so you’ll worry about me when i fall silent,  but not when i scream  &  plead for help?  fuck off.  ’ ‘  sometimes people have to get hurt for me to get what i want.  ’ ‘  stay away from my fucking friends.  stay the fuck away or so help me i will destroy you.  ’ ‘  stop treating me like i’m an idiot.  you aren’t better than me in any way  &  you better remember that.  ’ ‘  the bitter taste of regret is ever present on my tongue.  ’ ‘  the world is spinning far too fast for me to stay on it.  ’ ‘  to love them is my divine right.  ’ ‘  voices whisper from the shadows  &  they fill my mind with thoughts of you.  ’ ‘  what did i to wrong to be so unloved?  ’ ‘  what is the point of power if i’m not supposed to use it?  ’ ‘  who the fuck do you think you are?  ’ ‘  why can’t i ever fucking stop crying?  ’ ‘  with a new year comes new tests  &  triumphs.  let’s try to make the most out of it.  ’ ‘  would it really kill you to be honest for once?  ’ ‘  yes,  i remember my wings breaking  &  being destroyed.  i was powerless to stop it.  ’ ‘  you are not required to love your parents,  or to even like them.  ’ ‘  you can’t hate me more than i hate myself,  but you are more than welcome to try.  ’ ‘  you may say you love me,  but you love only a part of me.  i am too complex for you to ever love my entire being.  ’ ‘  you never fucking cared about me.  don’t fucking lie about it.  not to me.  ’ ‘  you remind me of mint.  fresh,  sharp,  kind of cold,  but in a nice way.  i always knew there was a reason mint was my favorite.  ’ ‘  you shine light in even the darkest parts of me.  you are my sun.  ’ ‘  you should fear me,  but you don’t.  i will be eternally puzzled,  yet grateful.  ’ ‘  you touch me  &  my skin burns  &  it burns for you,  always you.  ’

[littleskrib]

watch out |190919

[tatakaeeren]

SnkPositivityWeek: 

Day 1: Character Positivity Day  ➟  Jean Kirstein 

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see see see, i am active 

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——  The boy Jean had met years ago was older now. Obviously, but the point of observation was his blatant, clear, unchanging maturity. Mainly lack thereof. On the field, Uzumaki could be charming at times; brightening his squad’s dreary mood, raising moral before missions where they’d all split apart and he was finally allowed ( by Jean, reluctant ) to go on his own. But so, so, very difficult to work with inland.

“Uzumaki! The hell kinda scrap job is this?” He points to a slab of harden substance that he prays isn’t mold. 

@capteinoblivious​ / ♥’d this for a STARTER !!

[vaememes]

Send ’ 🎉 ’ to kiss my muse at midnight on New Years Eve.

Alternatively, send ’ 🎉 + diss ’ to turn away from my muse trying to kiss yours at midnight on New Years Eve.

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Verona because I have no fkn control o TL || Jean didn't fucking DESERVE this - not an ounce , not a snippet of her good goddamn graces - but there she was , seating herself between him and his desk. The skirt of fitted dress riding up just s o as she raises her leg and places her heel on the wood of the seat between his legs. She leans forward , whispering in his ear , "You'll have to be clear , Casanova , I can't read MINDS , you know ~ /Tell me what you WANT./"

——  “Easy there, baby. Only got one of those…”

Ever protective of his manhood in a deal like this. Where he’d have to strip it away and display it to the mistress lying in wait to use this piece of vulnerability as bait— thinks she’ll catch him. ( Blondie’s a show stopper. He repeats over and over til his brain starts spinning. ) It renders long and slow that in this heady space of the night—he might have to consult this God everyone keeps talking about. Fast. Jean doesn’t know what Verona’s after. Doubts she could get it from him, but he’s currently at odds with her presence and the very real threat that late night calls at his agency are indeed a thing. She’s glaring, teasing him, hooking him on a line so he wouldn’t concentrate on anything other thoughts but ones involving his “privileged.”

Jean’s got the view. Nearly creams his pants because oh man, oh man, this chick is pushing all the right buttons. Has her heels in a spot where his hips can move and get that extra mpf he’s been waitin’ on for minutes now.

“Y-you know what I want.” Flushed at the bone, he bites his lips hard. Crunching it between his teeth, taking advantage of the dim light to be as desperate as his residue of dignity will allow. He’s ready for the cramping pain to roll up through his body and jolt moans from his mouth. Jean wants it. Can’t get it anywhere else as authentic. For free. Knows the drill, and keeps his arm behind him to incite mercy for being a good boy. Her Mister Man—sir despite being a grown man.

“Come on… c’mon…” He slurs. Auburn irises meet killer silver in attempt to silently beg. Verona knows what he wants, her movements are too calculated to go on whims. And yet he speak his truth. Shameful piece of shit. “… Kick me.”

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i feel so weirdly shitty for sending This kink out but uhhh breeding? KDKEJDJSNSBNABS

Send in Kinks and My muse will rate them. | ACCEPTING.

Definitely not | No | Not Really | Its Okay | Kinda | Yes | Fuck yes | There goes my pants |

Bonus: Giving | Receiving | Both

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kink : a woman who can kick your ass 🤔 asking for a neighbor

Send in Kinks and My muse will rate them. | ACCEPTING.

Definitely not | No | Not Really | Its Okay | Kinda | Yes | Fuck yes | There goes my pants |

Bonus: Giving | Receiving | Both

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Send in Kinks and My muse will rate them.

Definitely not | No | Not Really | Its Okay | Kinda | Yes | Fuck yes |There goes my pants |

Bonus: Giving | Receiving | Both

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oi, Jeanbo ......................

“WOLVES SONOFA —oh it’s just you—wait, HUH?”

One hand, no. Both. Two fingers flicks upwards. Translation: Fuck you, Jaeger, like it’s always been. That scene in the mess hall with his mom happened one, maybe two years ago and he’ll never live it down. Can’t believe he’s still curdling at it. Him, the almost sixteen year old boy still tripping over his rival—fucking nemesis actually, he gripes—talk about being the bigger man. Jean’s teeth on a continuous grit and grind through the daily struggles of putting up with Eren’s lame jokes. Not funny, no way. You’re not the captain, loser.

"Ain’t got time for your shit, Eren.” The other boy’s name prickled his tongue. Salty, bitter… tart, perhaps. “Can’t ya’ see a STUD like me s’got other shit to do?” He was assigned to the outpost that evening due to an earlier scuffle involving Connie and the missing potato rations. Wasn’t so bad ( Captain Levi looked just as crinkly and stone faced as usual so the debacle didn’t get on his nervous too much; certainly better than the eight laps Connie was forced to do after chowtime. Ouch ). But staying late nights wide awake near the forest isn’t as pleasant as Sasha makes it out to be. In fact he’d ought to be shittin’ his pants given the howls he heard about eight minutes prior.

“It’s fucking five-something hours past dusk. You lookin’ for a fight, I’m ready ‘round the clock during the day.” Because when it’s all said and done, fighting Eren, letting the bastard get under his skin is just a way to pass the time. “Go be creepy somewhere else.”