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"(s.) I have tried "  Independent Jean Kirschtein RP blog Tracked Tag: Probavi

[junleoh]

豈可C

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astutior

Jeans smile fades as he realizes what he’s just said. That sounded so much better in my head, he thinks, fisting his hands at his sides. “I-I mean... I-I was just uh, trying to make the uh... words. Conversation. I mean conversation.” Good going Jean, good going. 

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Like this for a short starter! 

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Workin’ on my drafts and my theme and all that jazz today. If you want to plot come and bother me! 

[beansproutbear]

Closet cosplay challenge day 1: Jean Kirschstein from Attack on Titan.

The dark circles under my eyes will alert you to the fact that I woke up 15 min before taking these. I think I did okay though? Maybe. 

Little Crab Cosplay

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I’d like to follow some more active blogs, so I’ll come check yours out if you do. 

[drinkyourfuckingmilk]

so Hange does impressions sometimes to break cheer up Levi

I drew this one for mindxcrash, please enjoy my appalling sense of humour. 

click for better quality <3

[astutior-a-deactivated20181220]

   “The professor, I suppose.” Unfortunately, Armin doesn’t pick up on Jean’s otherwise obvious sarcasm. “But something tells me that wouldn’t sit well with the school, so I recommend you try studying.”

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“Not somethin’ I wanna think about,” He says flatly. “I’ve been studying. Fer hours. Can’t we do somethin’ else?”

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   “Mhm. It’s simple once you isolate the X. Just make sure you solve the equation in the right order.” He points to the problem in question. “This part here comes first because it’s in parentheses.”

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“This shit is so pointless,” he grumbles, glancing up at the blonde. “Who do I gotta blow ta pass the class, man?” 

[angelic-verlxsser]

Marco sighed, shaking his head as he smiled. “Alright, alright. I give up, I’ll let you spoil me.” He held up his hands in surrender, shrugging slightly before he let them fall at his sides. “I know you aren’t, because it’d be a little far fetched if you did assume that he would.” 

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He grunts holding open the door to the cafeteria. “Jus’ go take a seat, birthday boy.” It wouldn’t be hard to get the cook to give him a little something extra. Especially not for Marco. It takes him a few minutes before he returns to his friend, two heaping bowls of beef stew in his hands. “Compliments o’ the chef.” 

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“Fourteen. The answer is fourteen.”

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“Are you sure? That doesn’t look right to me...” To be fair, it all looked like another language to Jean. 

[dreamxxdream]

Working on a reincarnation AU I clearly couldn’t pass up the chance of taking the babies to the ocean *A* Timewise this would be before Eren found Levi, hence only the 104th squad.

Oh and this is only the first part, the original plan was to post many more at once but it’s taking much longer than anticipated so please have these for now ;A;

[angelic-verlxsser]

“You know I’m still going to thank you anyway, right?” He said, a little chuckle ending his sentence. “Wait, Jean, you don’t have to do that…” He rubbed the back of his neck. “I’ll be fine with the usual.” God, even if they were best friends, he didn’t want Jean to go through the trouble of persuading the cook. 

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“Give it up, man. I’m doin’ what I’m doin’ regardless of what you say.” It’s the very least he could do. Marco's always been there for him, surely one day of the blonde spoiling his friend just a little couldn’t hurt. “An’ I ain’t sayin’ he’ll go for it. ‘M jus’ sayin’ I’m gonna try.” 

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wнere тнey walĸ

Chest heaving, heart thumping loudly in his ears, brow sweating- he runs. He runs and runs until his legs feel as though they're burning from the inside out, until his stomach clenches and twists making him nauseous, until his eyes sting.

His head swims with words he should have said, thoughts he should have spoken. Feet smack against hard pavement. He's not wearing the right shoes to be running like this. His left heel is starting to ache. Streetlights glisten in the darkness, the only things illuminating his path. Like beacons they shine, lighting his way to the ocean.

It's the only place he feels safe. At home. Feet dug into the warm sand, the sound of waves crashing upon the shore.... The mere thought is almost enough to calm him.

"Ah, fuck." Jean whispers, coming to a halt. It's high tide, and what's left of the beach is barely dry. "Whatever, I don't care."  He runs a little more, finding a set of stone steps in the darkness. His shoes clatter and clop against them, making his way to the shore.

He doesn't get far before he allows himself to fall flat against the sand, his back soaking into the moisture. "I hate everything." He mumbles, eyes boring into the night sky.

The peace of the this place is interrupted all too soon as Jean hears someone splashing in the shallows not far from where he’s sat. “This is a private beach,” he yells. “Get lost, whoever you are!”

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[angelic-verlxsser]

“Oh? Well, I’ll take your word for it.” He watched Jean before nodded. “Well then I appreciate that a lot, Jean, I really do.”

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“Don’t thank me, it’s what friends do.” Leaves and rubble crunch and snap beneath his feet as he heads to the mess hall, Marco at his heels. He doesn’t want to make a big deal out of this. They’re friends. Best friends. It’s only right. “I’m sure I can get the cook to grab ya a little somethin’ extra.” 

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