Some People Complain That Even Though Jean Is Supposed To Be The Master Of The ODM Gear, We Never Get

Some people complain that even though Jean is supposed to be the master of the ODM gear, we never get to see that. I mean, of course he gets overshadowed by two Ackermans, but let’s not forget he is one of the very few characters who manage to outmaneuver the Female Titan (in an open terrain, nonetheless) back when his fighting experience is still pretty much close to zero. Levi’s Squad gets obliterated in a forest.

Let’s not forget his gear gets broken during the final battle, and he can only use one wire to move around. His skills, as far as regular humans are concerned, are insane. Spoilers below:

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jean has had fantasies of getting you pregnant for a while. he has always wanted to settle and have a family with you. in his greatest of dreams he’d see children that had his eyes and your smile running around your house screaming and laughing. all because he came into you.

“so you’ll let me right?” he says using his thumb to bring up your chin to where you and him made eye contact.

“sure” you look up at him with a cheeky smile, agreeing to let him knock you up. this agreement is what led to him fucking you almost every time you guys were free. everytime you were ovulating he took his chance with you.

he thrusted into you “fuck you’re so good.” he groaned into your hair, “takin’ me even though you know im so fuckin’ big even for you.” he groans.

he was telling the truth, even though you guys have been with eachother for quite a while you just couldn’t get used to the feeling of him inside you. his cock would bulge through your tummy as he whispered soft praises.

“shh, i know you can take it all baby, just like you always do.”

even though it was hard to get used to you still took him like a champ.

“i cant wait, i cant wait for you to be the mother of my children. for them to be running around the house calling you and i daddy and mommy.” he chuckled to himself.

“you’d like that too?” he whispered stroking your cheek, thrusting inside of you faster gripping the dear life of your oak wood headboard.

your mind went blank as he pounded into your g-spot you told him what he wanted, needed, to hear.

“yes, i’d love that.” you sputtered, scratching at his back as he shoved his whole into you. he kissed down you neck and collar bone, “fuck, im close. you’re for real about letting me give you a family though? yeah?” he gritted his teeth.

“yes, yes i’d love it jean.” you whimpered stroking his hair. that was good enough to get him there. you felt as he released inside of you, feeling warmer than before. he pulled out of you. stuffing every last bit of his cum inside of you with his swollen tip. he lied down next to you out of breath, managing to grab your cheeks and kiss them.

“hopefully this’ll be it mama.”

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Jean Kirschtein: Character Development throughout Shingeki no Kyojin — Happy birthday, Jean! (07.04) (part 1) (part 2 here)

Late Night Stories Vol. 01 Jean Kirstein : A Story of Disappointment

Late at night, a languid atmosphere lingered in the air in the boys barracks. In front of each of the recruits surrounding a table was a thick textbook on tactics, along with a variety of notes.

“Ugh… I’m so sleepy…” Connie said as he rubbed his eyes.

“This test is ridiculously difficult… Even I’m not close to finishing the materials,” Reiner shrugged.

“That’s why we’re all here pulling an all-nighter. You’d better not sleep,” Eren said, fighting back a yawn as he nudged Connie, who had his head in his hands. As Armin watched, he suddenly clapped.

“I know! Why don’t we all go around telling interesting stories so that we don’t fall asleep?”

“You want to tell interesting stories?” Jean echoed. Armin smiled back at him.

“That’s right… For example, Jean, why don’t you tell us about a time you were disappointed?”

“Hunh? Why me?!”

“I see… I might not fall asleep if we did that.”

“Good idea. I want to hear that, too.”

Though Jean was against the idea, he had no choice after all the others agreed. His shoulders fell.

“You, too, Marco?! Ugh… Fine.”

••••••

It happened when Jean went shopping with Marco. As part of their training duties, recruits had to calculate the food that would be needed during a fixed duration march, then go buy it.

“So you went in your military uniforms?”

“Yeah. But Jean said prices would be high in towns, so we went to a nearby farming village.”

While one could describe it as simply going shopping, this was actually an important part of their training that required a firm grasp on the many factors that went into a march.

“…And so, the shopping went fine. But…”

Jean sighed and looked up at the ceiling.

••••••

To the society inside the Walls, being a soldier meant having a stable job that allowed one to live off the people’s taxes.

…And so, to put it plainly, recruits were popular. The farmers and other young citizens of the village, both men and women, saw them as possible marriage partners who had promising futures.

Just as Jean and Marco finished shopping and had loaded their wagon, it happened.

“Um… These are for you.”

A number of girls from the village handed them snacks. The two gave their thanks and took them without a second thought before opening the packages, but…

“…Huh? What’s this letter?”

“Hm?! There’s no letter in mine!”

The bread that Marco had been given came with something extra, and it was clear to both of them what it was…

••••••

“Bfft… Haahaha! So no love letter for you, Jean?”

The entire table burst into laughter, beginning with Reiner. Jean did everything he could to protest as they roared.

“Don’t laugh! It was our first time meeting them, you know! What’s the big difference between me and Marco, anyway?!”

“I have a feeling I know what it is. You look like a bad guy, Jean, and Marco seems like someone you’d have a more stable life with.”

“Hey, what’d you just say about my face?!”

As Armin tried to stifle his laughter and explain the workings of a woman’s heart, Marco hopped in from the side to try to smooth things over, since he was the only other recruit involved in the story.

“It’s okay. I turned them down by saying that I didn’t know if I’d be able to become a full-fledged soldier or not.”

“Again, why would you turn them down there?! It only makes it sting more!”

The recruits laughed to one another, to the exclusion of a desperate Jean.

“Ah, all that laughing woke me up… That was a good idea.”

“I bet we could use it during camping training, too.”

“I’ll pick who tells the story next time!”

“I like that idea,” Armin smiled as he looked around. Now that his fellow recruits were awake, they began to switch gears and dig into their homework.

The night was far from over.

SOURCE: Attack on Titan: Short Stories 2

Jean & Bertholdt - AU Smartpass Rain Story

[translation: @yusenki | editing: @leviskinnyjeans]

[source: x]

Raindrops fall from the sky and spin short tales. Today as well, there is a new tale made by the rain, about a small bond formed somewhere below the sky.

——

Large drops of rain flow down the mountain surface, forming a stream that runs down the gap between rocks.

“Damn it…this heavy rain must be because of your splendid sleeping pose this morning, Bertholdt.”

Below the rock that overhangs the middle of the cliff, at the high ground sheltered from the rain, two cadets hide themselves.

“Sorry…Jean.”

“Don’t take it seriously!”

“However…the range of vision is too bad.”

“I think it was the right decision to pause the marching drills in this kind of weather.”

At the back of the rocks, where the rain doesn’t reach, Bertholdt concentrates on resting his body while hugging his knees to chest.

“You have a point.”

Jean walks closer to his (Bertholdt’s) side and sits down. He teases Bertholdt.

“At first, I thought I teamed up with someone who was reserved and boring, but actually you’re an excellent individual. I’ll trust you.”

Even though it’s Jean’s style of praising someone, Bertholdt still can’t help but crack a troubled smile.

——

It seems like the rain is not getting weaker.

“Ah…hey Bertholdt, I heard that you want to join the MP? When living in the inner city, there will be no need to shiver in the rain in the middle of a mountain like this.”

Berthold quietly mutters in response to Jean, who couldn’t stand the silence and tried to crack a joke.

“Is it alright for me…to go to the inner city…”

“Huh?! You should be capable with your grade! Your grade is much higher than mine and yet you don’t have the confidence?!”

Shaking his head, Bertholdt hugs his knees closer to his chest.

“I actually don’t have my own will. The reason I aim for the MP is because…I’m swept away with the flow.”

“That’s how it should be.”

“There are also kind people like Marco as well though…” Jean sighs.

“It’s human nature to want to live in a good and safe place like the MP do. What is bad about that? On top of that, you have the talent, so puff out your chest!”

He’s trying to encourage me…as a comrade, acknowledging me…

——

After a brief moment, Bertholdt looks up and stands. He approaches the small waterfall that flows down from the upper rocks and sets his gaze down.

Am I…someone worth being trusted?

His mixed feelings are reflected in the puddle of water around his feet and they mix with the bubbles of mud and tree leaves. They swirl and flow down to a lower place.

He forces his words out with great effort.

“Sorry…Thanks, Jean.”

That gratitude is from his heart, and there is also an apology at the same time. However, Jean is not aware of the real intention behind the words.

“Huh? I didn’t say that you need to thank me. Aside from that, how is the weather?”

“Seems like we can go. The rain has started to ease off.”

“Let’s advance to the forest. The ground conditions on the cliff area have become delicate and it will make the anchor unstable.”

Bertholdt smiles at Jean’s composed analysis.

“As expected of Jean who has established a reputation in handling 3DMG.”

Nodding at each other, they pull out their 3DMG handles at the same time.

After a moment, the two boys shed their rain gear. They fly off toward the misty forest in the middle of never-ceasing rain.