#jeanwiththewind

[compulsivehuntress-blog]

unwavering-loyalty started following you

rectitudinem started following you

jeanwiththewind started following you

cadetblack started following you

"Hello there! What brings you here?" Sasha asked, a smile on her lips.

[humanitysprotector]

ill fight you

fight me son

[modernmikasa]

Going on hiatus until further notice

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Inbox me if I missed anyone. 

[himbo-prince]

eren and jean makin out when their mom yells for one of them to do the dishes. they rock paper scissors for it and jean loses so they just start fighting

*HEAVY BREATHING BECAUSE EREJEANCEST* 

[mksxx]

jeanwiththewind replied to your post:

rips off 8 shirts consecutively to the beat of stayin alive

now put them back on before my eyes start bleeding

[mksxx]

8. at least 8 shirts

... Done with you.

[redscarfheroine-blog-blog]

Jean & Mikasa || Survive

  Mikasa grit her teeth as she tightened her grip on the crowbar, swinging it around to connect with the rotting flesh of the living dead that ambled towards herself and Jean. Although not her first choice weapon, she had a good handle on it either way. The gun she usually carried in her hip holster, had been left in the car. Too much margin for error when used in such close proximity with comrades that didn't look much better than the actual targets. The shelving units used in most of these stores didn't help get a clear shot at anything, either way. Besides, the noise attracted unwanted attention. 

 Feeling the metal connect with the skull of her opponent, she gave the falling creature a good whack for extra measure. Warm blood sprayed onto her face, but it was such a normal occurrence, she only bothered to wipe it away from her mouth. It wouldn't do her any good to become infected by being careless. She didn't bother looking back at Jean, her partner on this supply raid. He was more than capable of taking care of himself. As another zombie limped towards her, Mikasa let out a string of curses under her breath that would make even a sailor proud. At the rate the zombies were coming into the shop- a complete ambush due to one of their negligence on watching the door (She'd talk to him about that later) -they'd be there for days fighting them off.

 "Jean, we have to get out of here!" She called out, grabbing the bag of pharmaceuticals they had gathered and slinging it over her shoulder. Making a break for the front door, she batted away several more creatures that sought to make a meal out of their living flesh. Mikasa had almost made it to the car, her hand on the handle of the passengers seat, when she felt the hand around her ankle. One of the creatures she had knocked down had crawled towards her, a determined little fucker. Bringing the crowbar down on it's wrist, she heard the satisfying crack of breaking bone as it's fingers became useless. Not taking any more chances, she brought the crowbar down on it's spine several times before letting herself into the car, trusting that Jean was close as she locked her door.

[credenemini-blog]

Two strangers stumble upon your hideout

coolbutnastykenji

jeanwiththewind

Levi peered through the narrow gap in the worn out wooden door. He squinted, his eyes darting as his pulse rabbited with anxiety. Holding his breath, he watched in silence.