I Haaate When I End Up On Fanfiction Tiktok Like Get Me Away From Here. Y/n Shouldnt Have A Backstory

i haaate when I end up on fanfiction tiktok like get me away from here. “y/n shouldn’t have a backstory or a personality because then I can’t completely insert myself” OKAY! that’s fine actually because I’m writing a story for myself and it seems like you want a blank piece of paper. I will literally blow up this entire planet.

What would AoT guys do when they want sex but their SO is on their period. Will blood stop these men?

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i need you to know that the phrase “will blood stop these men?” has been haunting me every day since i’ve received this.

tw: blood, menstrual cycle, sex, etc

eren jaeger isn’t afraid of a little blood, or hell, even a lot of blood. if he’s in the mood and you’re on your period, he acts no differently then he would off your period. he doesn’t mind making a mess when it comes to you. he loves the look of your blood on his cock.

levi ackerman tried period sex with you only once before. he was horny enough to try it but decided ultimately in the end it wasn’t for him. he might be willing to give it another go in the shower.

reiner braun is awkward when it comes to asking you to have sex during your time of month. he hates to ask you, knowing how uncomfortable this week is for you. he’s overjoyed when you say you’re in the mood and dedicates the time trying to erase any discomfort your period may have caused you. the blood isn’t off putting to him in anyway.

jean kirstein loves to fuck you on your period. he loves making a mess with you and he fucking loves making a mess of you. jean loves how wet the blood is, how easily he can slip inside you. another thing that turns him on is knowing you’re healthy enough to have a period which means you’re healthy enough to carry his baby. the thought drives him mad. he loves seeing the blood on your thighs, on his dick, on his hands. he also thinks you’re hornier on your period. jean would fuck you every day of your period if you’d let him.

armin arlert isn’t turned off by all your blood but isn’t something he’s necessarily into either. he feels ashamed asking you to fuck him but he musters up the courage to do so. he likes to try his best to prevent a mess so he’ll lay a bunch of towels down, get clothes ready for a shower after, etc. he does cum quicker during your time of the month you’ve noticed. must be how slick it is. armin gives you the best aftercare, getting you anything and everything you need. it’s his way of thanking you.

erwin smith is a man through and through. he wants to fuck you all the time and a little blood isn’t enough to deter him. he wants to fuck the cramps out of you and the blood back into you. he’s got no issue starting a little foreplay, wondering how you’ll react.

connie springer won’t say anything if he’s in the mood and you’re on your period but the boner in his pants says it all. he’s relieved when you make the first move because he wants you so bad. connie won’t admit it to you but secretly, he digs the blood. he loves making a mess with you.

merry christmas, i hope you like it! my inbox is open send me more requests xoxo

Hiiii bfr i send my req, just wanna say i love your acc sm!! Could you pls write any tooth-rotting domestic fluff (can also drop a hint of suggestiveness hehe) abt jean pls? My idea would be abt his lover trying out her new lipstick where she cheekily smothers him with kisses just to see if it's transfer-proof heheh. Thank youu <33!!!

pairing: jean kirstein x fem!reader

word count: just under 1k

warnings: nothing, just fluffff :) ok maybe a little bit of suggestiveness at the end ;)

a/n: i love jean so much this is an epic request i hope you like it :)) sorry it took so long ily & i’m happy you like my account

you and jean had been going out for quite some time now. tonight would mark your three year anniversary. it was funny to think about; time flies when you’re in love. you could’ve sworn you just met jean yesterday. jean had that way about him, that effortless, sweep you off your feet type of deal. he had never once stopped making you feel loved or needed through out the entirety of your relationship.

there’s a dinner planned tonight. jean’d organized everything himself. he always took care of all the little things like picking the place and making reservations. he even took the liberty of buying you a new dress to wear, accompanied by a matching set of heels and a little tube of a burgundy-red lipstick. your heart swells when you come home and see it on your bed. jean leans against the door frame and clears his throat, making you jump a little.

“do you like them?” he asks. he doesn’t need you to answer. jean knows you so well he knows you love him. your answer just gives him that extra satisfaction.

“i love all of it. it’s amazing. thank you, jean.” you mean it sincerely. your fingers find their way to the lipstick. it was expensive.

“don’t thank me yet, baby. we’ve still got to get you dressed and to the restaurant.” jean walks over to where you stand by the bed. he gently takes the lipstick out of your hand and examines it. “hmm..”

“what?”

“i just think it’ll look good on you, that’s all.” he sets the tube back on the bed and kisses you on the top of your head. “now go get in the shower.”

the shower is nice and warm. you can’t help but feel a growing pit in the bottom of your stomach. you were nervous. the good type of nervous. it wasn’t often you had the time to get all dolled up. jean knew how much you loved getting all pretty but he loved it even more. he loved to spoil you. he loved the way you look in a dress. you couldn’t help but feel you need to uphold a certain standard. you wanted to feel beautiful, especially on a night like tonight.

after drying off and doing your hair, you slip into the dress you’d found laying on your bed earlier. it’s a little black dress with bits of lace here and here. it conforms to your body, hugging your hips. you had to admit, you looked damn good. “jean?” you called as you opened the bathroom door.

within seconds, your boyfriend is there. “yes, baby? what’sa matter?”

“do you like it?” you whispered, smoothing your dress out with your palms. jean’s eyes slowly trailed all the way down from your head. his eyes made their way back up to yours.

“you look gorgeous.” his eyes said everything. “you’re forgetting something, though.” jean furrowed an eyebrow and brushed a hand against the side of your warm face. he turned away without another word and headed to grab the tube of lipstick you left on the bed.

“oh, duh.” you laughed at yourself. you reached a hand out to take the makeup from him. he pulled his hand back. “i kind of need that if i want to wear it.” you cocked your head and crossed your arms.

jean just chuckled and shook his head. “don’t be a smart ass, (y/n.) get your cute self a little closer.” he snaked a hand around your waist and pulled you towards him. “open your mouth.” it came out in a whisper.

“jean, what?”

“do you trust me?” he asked with a glimmer in his eye. you nodded your head reluctantly. you did trust him but hell, did he make you nervous. you parted your lips, shallow breaths coming out of them. he grabbed your chin and lifted it up. he’s staring into your eyes and you can’t help but take in just exactly how handsome he is. your cheeks flushed as if you haven’t been living with him for almost two years. he flicked open the lipstick and raised it gently to your open lips. jean squinted his eyes in concentration. the lipstick glided against your lips smoothly. jean’s hazel eyes met yours once more. you rubbed your lips together slightly as he capped the lipstick.

“well?” you wondered outloud.

“it suits you perfectly. suppose i really know my lady, huh?”

“i think it’d suit you too, handsome.” you purred as a devilish smile crept across your face.

“i love you but you’re crazy if you think i’m wearing lipstick.” before jean could say another word, you stood on your tippy toes and grabbed the sides of his face. you smooshed your lips right against his cheekbone and held them there for a second. you pulled away to see a perfect stamp of your lips, the burgundy popping against his skin.

a smile formed slowly on jean’s face. the smile turned into a grin with shades of red rushing into his cheeks. he rubbed the back of neck awkwardly.

“damn. i’m thinking we’re going to be a little late, baby.”

you drop your hands and cross them behind your back. jean had made you feel beautiful. he would have made you feel that way even if he hadn’t said anything. you could see it in his eyes and you could feel it in his touch, just how much he adored you.

find my jean fic right here <3

boyfriend jean kirstein headcanons

- a ginormous pain in the ass. everywhere you go, he’s there. he makes it hard to get things done.

- will ALWAYS hold the door for you and will get offended if you try to open the door for him

- was really excited to have you meet his mama. even more thrilled when she LOVED you

- he’ll complain about how long you take to get ready but secretly love watching you do it and tells you how pretty you are after

- insists on cooking for you (he’s a good cook!!) but loves when you cook for him just the same

- when it snows, he’ll pelt you with snow balls and then kiss your rosy cheeks to cheer you up

- HOWEVER, if you win (at anything for this matter), he’ll say “calm down babe it’s just a game”

- loves that he’s so much taller and bigger than you, he loves when you look up at him, it makes him feel like your protector

- need your tank filled up? he’s whipping his wallet out. nails? he’s got you. hair? don’t even think about paying. he loves to spend all his money on you because you’re ‘his girlfriend and he would fall apart if you spent a single dime when he can very easily pay for it’

- always lets you sleep in because you look ‘damn cute’

- always blabbering in his sleep about utter nonsense

- most importantly, you’re his entire world. nothing else matters, hell, nothing else even exists.

my fellow jean girlies find my new story right here. A slow burn fanfic!!

okay so idk if you do nsfw 😭😭 but jean with a breeding kink!?!

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jean kirstein and that damn breeding kink of his.

jean kirstein who adores the thought of you carrying his baby, just the idea makes his jeans a lot tighter.

jean kirstein who’ll fuck you, cum in you, and finger you, pushing anything that might’ve leaked out back in.

jean kirstein who will go round after round, position after position, just to fill you with his seed.

jean kirstein who will put you in doggy and treat you like an animal in heat, begging to be bred.

jean kirstein who’ll pull your panties up right after he’s finished with you so you’ll sit with his cum in you for as long as you can.

jean kirstein who’ll put you on top, grab your hips and hold you down onto his cock as he finishes in you.

jean kirstein who loves that he’s the only man who gets to fill you up religiously.

jean kirstein and his desire to see you, legs spread on his bed with white dripping from between them.

i hope you liked it! this is my first time putting something like this on here! if you’re interested, click here for my jean x reader fic which will contain smut in the later chapters!

free use is so fun like...you're telling me i get to be a stress toy? a fuckdoll??? you'll come home and bend me over and pound the daylights out of me just because you can????? no warning or nothing???????? beautiful