#thejeankirschtein

[kingcadash-archive]

the-jean-kirschtein said: justice league of nerds

Don't say that out loud, he'll send his father after you.

[musicaldays]

Shout out to all my special friends who still follow me despite of all the crazy stuff I continuously reblog <3

[innocent-armin]

the-jean-kirschtein said: they sure do for me

Well you're no fun

[ask-the-potato-girl-braus]

Red string of fate

76. Our muses are destined to meet in an Emergency waiting room

It was ironic for Sasha to be sitting in the emergency room with an upset stomach. Of all things it had to be food that betrayed her. The pain in her abdomen was excruciating and no amount of Pepto helped. So there she was sitting in the plastic chairs that lined the walls of the emergency room and praying not to vomit all over the floor. 

A family sat to her left. A child was holding a bloody tissue to their nose and all the while their siblings were bouncing back and forth around them and from chair to chair screaming and hollering and even tried to get Sasha to join in whatever game they were playing. They were starting to get on Sasha’s nervs and made her feel even sicker than when she walked in. The seat to her right remained empty and hopefully someone more calm would take it so she wouldn’t feel the need to punch a child. 

One of the children started screaming again and made Sasha’s head hurt. Her free hand held her temple and she hoped they would stop soon. The automatic doors opened and Sasha turned her attention to the new unfortunate soul that will have to suffer through this hell.

[himbo-prince]

*whispers* ur gay

[himbo-prince]

*angered white person voice* I am offended

pull on your sweats and uggs

put your hair in a messy bun

get into your mini cooper

and get yourself a frappe from starbucks

because

you

need

to

chill

[redscarfedbadass-blog]

Fluff please

Send me “Fluff please” and I’ll generate a scenario

2. First date.

Mikasa’s heart thrummed in her chest. She hadn’t worn a dress in over six years, and she wasn’t sure if it looked right on her. She was rather self conscious now of how masculine her defined arms looked in comparison with the flowing fabric that she wore. She sighed and hung up her beloved scarf, deciding that it looked odd with the dress and brushed her hair out of her eyes. The doorbell rang.

"Coming! One sec okay?"

[redscarfedbadass-blog]

Morning, sleeping beauty.

Still half asleep, she smiled at him, looking through half-closed eyes. “Mornin’ Jean” she slurred before she bolted up in bed, confused as to why the other was in her room. “Jean?! What happened last night?”