~| Jean Kirstein X Reader |~

~| Jean Kirstein x Reader |~

“We got mail.?” Y/N asked to herself as she passed around three more envelopes to Mikasa, Armin and Eren.

”Who’s sending us mail?” Eren asked as he opened it to reveal a few gold coins. “Woah! Money!”

”It’s from Mr Hannes! He said, ‘You kids are still young so here’s some money from my most recent salary. I don’t know when it will arrive to you but when it does spend it at the market.’” Armin read out on the letter he received.

“I’m surprised his drunk ass didn’t write the letter 4 separate times..” Y/N said.

The group smiled at the recognisable handwriting before Eren handed his money to Y/N.

”Here you go Little Sister! Spend as much of it as you want, as your big brother, I shall provide for you!” Eren said proudly.

”Technically it’s Mr Hannes who just provided for us.” Mikasa bluntly said as she handed her money to Y/N as well.

”You guys should be keeping all of this as a part of your savings! Like me and Armin-“ Y/N began scolding before Armin handed her a few of his coins too.

”As much as we appreciate the gift from Mr Hannes, we don’t have time or space to keep this. I’ll just buy a book with whatever I kept.” Armin said before leaving to attend to Jean’s needs.

Mikasa, Eren and Y/N stayed behind and talked amongst one another about their upcoming Training Corps mission.

”We might head to Trost.” Mikasa stated.

”I might buy some things from there!” Y/N exclaimed excitedly.

”I’ll do your work for you Y/N! You can sneak out before Shadis sees you alright?” Eren asked.

”Okay!” Y/N responded happily. Quickly after, Jean approached the table and had a hand against his hip.

”Armin told me you guys got money, hope you know how to shop at a market Eren. Trost is far much more ‘advanced’ than you.” Jean teased.

Eren scoffed at Jeans attempts to taunt him before smirking and crossing his arms over his chest.

”I’m actually not going to the market to spend. I gave my money to my sister since I’m just a great older brother.” Eren so called ’flexed’.

Turning his head to Y/N, Jean saw the excited look she had on her face before smirking.

”Say, Trost is a big place, how about you get a travel guide to help you shop Y/N?” Jean joked.

”I’m sure you’ll be able to help me Jean.” Y/N said causing Jean to be shocked as he started stuttering and blushing.

”W-well, I actually have a l-lot of work and I c-can’t sneak out..” Jean murmured as he rubbed his nape nervously.

”That’s okay! Eren can do your work.” Y/N replied as the colour from Erens face drained.

”But I said I’ll do yours!” Eren yelled unhappily.

”I’ll help you.” Mikasa whispered.

”It’s settled then! Jean and I can go to the market in secret whilst you two do our work. I owe you guys one.” Y/N explained as they all got up to go to sleep.

The next day was bright and sunny whilst the Training Corps Cadets walked through the streets of Trost.

”Trost is so much more cleaner than Shiganshina..” Eren mumbled. “But it’s not like it’s greater than Wall Maria.”

”It’s more.. civilised.” Armin responded as he watched Y/N and Jean sneak away. “Where are those two going?”

”Probably on a date.” Connie suggested as they all stopped after reaching their destination.

“Hey! No way would I let that Horse Face date my sister.” Eren exclaimed angrily as he faced Connie.

”I don’t blame Connie for saying that, those two stare at each other so googly eyed when the other one isn’t looking.” Sasha said as Eren gasped.

”You can beat him up after, Eren. Let’s get this shit done with first.” Connie mumbled as he lifted crates only for it to collapse on him straight after.

Meanwhile, Jean and Y/N squeezed through a tiny alleyway and into the Market Street.

”I’m kinda well known in these streets so don’t be surprised if I have to talk to a lot of people.” Jean said with a smirk on his face.

“Let’s go then, I wanna see what there is to buy.” Y/N replied as she pulled on his hand and dragged him into the busy crowd.

Jean blushed at the sudden contact. Her hands were just so soft and delicate like a doll. No wonder he fell in love at first sight, just like many other cadets.

”This dress looks quite nice…” Y/N mumbled as she felt the fabric and laid it nicely against herself. “What do you think, Jean?”

”What.. oh y-yeah! It’d look fantastic on you.” Jean stuttered as he watched you pay for it. Handing over the money, the ladies at the stand kept eyeing Jean.

”Say… aren’t you Jean Kirstein?” One of the older ladies asked.

”Yeah I am.” Jean laughed off. “I’m currently out shopping with Y/N as her tour guide.”

”My my! How much you’ve grown since we last saw you.” Another lady praised. “And what a beautiful lady you have with you!”

“Thank you.” Y/N giggled quietly at their compliments. “We better get going to the next stands.”

”R-right.” Jean stuttered as he followed straight after you, his hand on your back.

”I think he’s found himself true love..” the First Lady daydreamed as she slumped in her chair, smiling at the two.

”Do tell his mother that he’s arrived, with a girl too!” A woman informed her child who was working but quickly left.

Walking through the crowd, Y/N walked off towards a bakery and informed Jean that she’d wait in line whilst he looked for something with the money she gave him.

Wandering past the stalls, he stared upon a box of accessories which would suit Y/N but quickly put it down after he heard a few yells behind him.

”Jean?!” A voices yelled out from a group of boys as they approached him.

”Jacques.” Jean said as he faced him. “Good to see you.”

”I thought you joined the military, what happened? You failed?” Jacques teased. Along with the others, his collar had been pushed upwards making him look stupid, along with his hair being spiked up. His hands were deep into his pockets and shoes were covered in mud.

”Actually I’m here with someone as a part of training. We… were given permission to leave for a while..” Jean lied.

“So you decide to buy women’s accessories?” Arthur, another boy, asked as the trio laughed.

”Haha, very funny. I was buying it for her so if you excuse me-“ Jean begin to say as he moved to walk away.

”Her?” Lucas asked. “Show us this lady your hanging out with.”

“I’d rather not..” Jean mumbled angrily.

”What? Is Mamas little boy too afraid to show us his little girlfriend?” Jacques teased before Jean showed them towards the bakery.

”Where did she..” Jean mumbled as he looked into the large window.

”Jean!” Y/N’s voice called out from the distance, quickly approaching them. “I got us pastries since we’ve been walking for so long, I thought you’d be hungry.”

Jean gratefully took the food before looking at the trio beside him, moving closer to Y/N. Their mouths hung open as blush covered their cheeks.

”Who are these people?” Y/N asked as she looked up at him.

”These are some of my neighbours. Let’s get going now shall we?” Jean asked as he walked beside Y/N, smirking at the trio that gaped at them.

”How did he get a girlfriend in less than two years..?” Jacques asked as he dug his hands into his pockets.

”I bet he hasn’t told his dad or mom  yet, they’d  be furious.” Arthur chuckled as they headed towards Jean’s house.

Walking uphill, Y/N and Jean talked about their past lives as children whilst being interrupted by other people who quickly ran off like the others.

”I’d like to see your house, Jean.” Y/N said, as Jean stumbled on his own feet.

”I don’t know, maybe my mom won’t be home or she won’t have been expecting us so-“ Jean mumbled embarrassingly.

”you said it was along these roads, right? Let’s go!” Y/N exclaimed as he grabbed his hand and began running off despite not knowing the location. Listening to Jean, they turned multiple corners before reaching a party filled house.

”Woah. My mom never has big parties at our house, so why is it filled with people?” Jean asked to himself as he pushed open the unlocked door.

Inside were tons of neighbours who sipped on beverages or ate well cooked food. Making their way through the crowd, Jean was suddenly pulled into a hug as multiple of his dads friends greeted him.

”Long time no see Jean! You were so small since we last saw you and now you’re a grown man with a chick!” One of the guys mentioned.

”W-who?! Y/N? We’re not dating..” Jean whispered embarrassed by the comment as blush spread across his face.

”Huh? So what’s this party for? All of the street markets were yapping on about you two lovebirds.” Another guy mentioned.

”I-I was only showing her around!” Jean stuttered. “Where is she by the way.?”

Meanwhile in the kitchen, Y/N was standing with Jean’s mom and a lot of other women as they praised her.

”I’m so glad my Jean-boy found someone he likes!” Jean’s mom cooed as the others watched the tall male enter.

”Mom!” Jean exclaimed, surprised.

”Jean-boy! I was just meeting Y/N. Such a lovely darling she is.” She said.

”We better get going now.!” Jean replied as he grabbed onto Y/N hand whilst taking her bags.

”But we just got here.” Y/N whispered to him.

”We can sneak to my garden.” Jean whispered back as he lead them out quickly, after saying goodbye to his mother.

Climbing over the fence, Y/N and Jean sat side by side on the flat surface as they stared into the late evening sky.

”I’m glad we spent the day together.” Y/N mumbled as she turned to him.

”Yeah. Did anyone uh, say anything to you?” Jean asked as he rubbed his nape.

”Not really… Jean-boy.” Y/N teased as Jean choked on his own spit. Reaching into her bag, Y/N pulled out a small box. “I wanted to give you something.”

Handing over the box, Jean opened it to reveal a necklace along with a ring to go with it.

”Y-Y/N you didn’t have to!” Jean murmured as he looked at her.

”But I wanted to.” Y/N replied as he grabbed the accessories. Carefully she placed the ring on the necklace as a charm before tying it around Jean’s neck. “It looks nice, I got one too.”

Turning to face Y/N, he saw the same necklace and ring around her neck as she fiddled with it gently. Facing towards the sunset, Y/N rested her head on Jeans shoulder as she too stared off into the distance.

Bonus Scene:

”Eren you can’t keep waiting for them to return.” Mikasa said as she put down a crate. “It’s only been an hour.”

”Fine I’ll do some work” Eren grumbled.

later that day

“Eren were eating lunch now.” Mikasa stated.

”I’m waiting for them to come back, they’ve been gone for a while that I’m getting concerned.” Eren said.

even later

“Eren, we have to file what we’ve sorted on the papers.” Mikasa said.

”When that Horse-Face gets back, he and I are gonna have a big fight. He probably lost Y/N.” Eren yelled.

“Maybe if you stopped worrying about those two and realised your fly was down, we wouldn’t be having this conversation.” Armin interrupted as the group started laughing at a struggling Eren.

Can I request yandere bertholdt x kidnapped reader if your comfortable with it?

Fake Comrade

Yandere! Bertolt Hoover x Female Reader

Y/N awoke to darkness, a thick blindfold tightly wrapped around her eyes. Her wrists ached from the restraints biting into her skin, and the cold, hard surface beneath her sent shivers down her spine. She struggled to remember how she ended up here, panic slowly rising in her chest.

Footsteps echoed in the distance, slow and deliberate. She froze, heart pounding, as they drew nearer. The blindfold was yanked off, and she blinked rapidly, trying to adjust to the dim light. A tall, shadowy figure loomed above her, and as her vision cleared, she recognized him.

"Bertolt?" she whispered, disbelief coloring her tone. His usually gentle face was etched with an unsettling intensity, a fervent glow in his eyes that she'd never seen before.

"I'm sorry, Y/N," he murmured, crouching down to her level. "I didn't want to do this, but you left me no choice."

She stared at him, trying to reconcile this version of Bertolt with the quiet, kind boy she had known. "Why? Why are you doing this?"

He sighed, running a hand through his dark hair. "You don't understand how much I care about you. Every time I saw you with someone else, every time you smiled at them instead of me, it tore me apart. I couldn't stand it anymore."

Tears welled up in her eyes as she struggled against the ropes. "Bertolt, this isn't right. You can't just... take me like this."

His expression softened, and for a moment, she caught a glimpse of the Bertolt she once knew. He reached out, gently brushing a tear from her cheek. "I know it's hard to understand now, but I'm doing this for us. For our future."

"You can't force someone to love you," she whispered, voice trembling. "This isn't love, Bertolt. This is obsession."

He flinched at her words, but the determined look in his eyes didn't waver. "Maybe it is. But I don't care. As long as you're with me, I can protect you. I can make you see how much you mean to me."

The door creaked open, and Bertolt stood, casting one last, lingering glance at her. "Just give it time, Y/N. You'll see. You'll understand."

As he walked away, she felt a sinking dread settle in her stomach. She was trapped, alone with a boy whose love had twisted into something dangerous and suffocating. And as the door closed behind him, she was left with nothing but the chilling echo of his footsteps and the oppressive weight of his obsession.

Hours passed in the dim room, the silence broken only by Y/N's ragged breathing and the occasional creak of the building settling. She tugged at the ropes again, but they held firm, chafing her wrists and sending spikes of pain shooting up her arms. Desperation clawed at her insides as she tried to devise a plan. There had to be a way out.

The sound of a key turning in the lock jolted her from her thoughts. The door opened, and Bertolt stepped in, carrying a tray. He set it down on a small table and approached her, his expression softening when he saw the fear in her eyes.

"I brought you some food," he said quietly. "You must be hungry."

Y/N glared at him, defiance warring with her hunger. "I don't want anything from you," she spat.

Bertolt's shoulders sagged, but he didn't retaliate. Instead, he simply sat down beside her, his large frame making the room feel even smaller. "I know you're angry," he murmured. "I understand. But I'm doing this for us, Y/N. You have to believe that."

She turned her head away, tears of frustration blurring her vision. "You can't keep me here forever," she said, her voice breaking. "Someone will come looking for me."

He sighed, a pained look crossing his face. "I know. But by the time they find us, you'll understand. You'll see that we belong together."

Days turned into weeks, and despite her initial resistance, Y/N found herself growing weaker. Bertolt was always there, a constant presence, watching over her with a mix of tenderness and possessiveness that made her skin crawl. He took care of her needs, bringing her food and water, but he never loosened her restraints.

One evening, as the sun set and bathed the room in a soft, golden light, Bertolt sat down beside her again. He looked different this time, more vulnerable, as if the weight of his actions was finally starting to wear on him.

"Do you remember the first time we met?" he asked quietly.

Y/N didn't respond, but her silence encouraged him to continue.

"It was at the training camp. You were struggling with your gear, and I offered to help you. You smiled at me, and in that moment, I knew I wanted to protect you. To keep you safe from everything."

She closed her eyes, the memory bittersweet. "I remember," she whispered. "But this isn't protection, Bertolt. This is imprisonment."

He reached out, gently taking her hand in his. "I know it seems that way now. But one day, you'll see that everything I've done was for you. For us."

As the days continued to pass, Y/N's hope began to wane. The reality of her situation settled over her like a suffocating blanket, and she realized that escape might be impossible. Bertolt's love had twisted into something dark and unrecognizable, and she was trapped in his web, with no way out.

One night, as she lay awake in the darkness, she heard Bertolt's soft, steady breathing beside her. For the first time, she allowed herself to really look at him. The boy she had once considered a friend was now a stranger, his face marked by the weight of his obsession.

In that moment, she made a silent vow. If there was any chance of escape, she would take it. She would find a way to break free from Bertolt's twisted love, no matter the cost.

But for now, she had to bide her time, waiting for the right moment. Because no matter how deep Bertolt's obsession ran, Y/N knew that her will to survive was stronger. And she would not let him control her fate

Hello, the author. If you don't mind, I want to offer you some ideas for fanfiction. How about harem fanfiction, AOT guys in the role of either vampires, or mermaids, or demons and a mere mortal girl. I think you can handle the plot, the main thing is that the guys should be in the image of mythical creatures. Thanks in advance for the reply. Sorry, I don't speak English well

This would be an amazing story! The only thing that I would like for you to do is tell me what their mythical creatures would be.

I’m also doing a whole other story on Quotev and Wattpad but I’ll definitely try to!

I have one more request and then I’m going on hiatus for tumblr 🥲

DID YOU ACTUALLY END UP SMASHING MY BOT? 😂😂

I gave it a sad ending 😔. OMG LET ME SEND YOU THE MESSAGES 💕. The fact that I made an account just for your bots 😭❤️

hear me out..

They look the same.