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when they first meet you…
eren wants to fuck you immediately. an unexpected “damn” falls from his lips at the sight of you. his mouth is watering, his dick is hardening, and he wants to take you home right now. he looks you up and down, smirks a bit, and he’s making his way over to you. sorry, but he’s not backing down until he sees you bouncing on his dick or your pussy on his face.
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armin has to wipe his sweaty hands off on his pants. you’re just the most beautiful person he’s ever seen. he can’t help the way his eyes drift over your curves, trying to shake away the impure thoughts of how soft your skin would feel against his. he looks away from you, cheeks red, too shy to approach you. he’ll just think about you later on tonight when he’s stroking his cock, shooting his load while wishing it was your mouth wrapped around his dick instead.
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jean accidentally bumps into you, knocking his drink all over your shirt in the middle of his house party. he tries to apologize, but he gets a little distracted due to the way your thin shirt clings to your boobs. he hates to be a pervert, but that doesn’t stop him from taking you upstairs and telling you that you should take your shirt off and wear one of his. while he pretends to slowly search for shirt for you, he’s hoping to clean you up by licking his drink off of your pretty titties.
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connie’s grinding on a stranger in the middle of a random party, the room too dark to see who it is. all he knows is that when the song ends, he’s asking for your number, because your ass feels too good against his cock for him to just let you walk away. he’s gotta have the real thing, and his desperation grows as he runs his hands all over your body. he’s never wanted to fuck someone so badly.
⌗︙・aot boys as perverts - jean, armin, connie ⸜⸜・
requested by @unholybabyface
jean
he watches as you leave the room, closing the door behind you. you said you were going to shower, and as much as he would like to go with you, he wants to use the time for his advantage. his cock jumps when he hears the shower running, showing him that he can do whatever he wants. he lays down on your bed, sniffing your pillow. everything smells like you and he can't get enough. suddenly he finds himself rutting against the bed. his cock leaks more with every thrust and he can't help but to whine. he notices a pair of leggings on the other side of the bed - the leggins that cup your ass perfectly. he places them in between his legs, humping them like a dog in heat. he can feel himself cumming, the orgasm so big that it makes him shake. he's a bit embarrassed for cumming inside of his pants like a boy, but he knows it was worth it.
armin
connie
his eyes watch your every move as he crouches behind the dumpster. he notices that you're wearing your new skirt and how short it seems to be. he wanted to give your house a visit but when his phone beeped, that you were already going home, he decided to watch you instead. armin is glad that be brought with camera with him, the sun is kissing your skin perfectly and he gets the chance to take perfect photos. he already has some at home. he started with just printing the photos you had online but soon realized that it's more exciting to take them himself. and he gets to take pictures of your whole body too. he prints each picture few times because he loves cumming on them. but he knows that soon it's going to be your face where he's gonna cum.
"you look so good. look at you!" he says with a large smile, checking you from every angle. connie has always been your best friend and you are grateful for how affectionate he is. he always brings you snacks and he isn't afraid to go miles if it means you get what you want. but sometimes he gets annoyed by your short skirts. and the one you are wearing today makes him especially frustrated.
"i have to get some glasses. wait." you say as you turn around to look for the glasses. connie notices how you skirt rides up. he should feel embarrassed but he can't stop himself from grabbing his phone. he quickly opens his camera to take few pictures. he makes him airpods fall on purpose so he can get a better angle. he snaps few pictures from every angle and can't help but to melt at how your ass looks perfect in every single one. he can't wait until he can open his camera roll and fantasize about you while his hand is wrapped around his cock.
⌗︙・jean jerking off to you ⸜⸜・
this wasn't supposed to happen, he thinks. but he blames you for pulling off your sweater in front of him. the shirt you were wearing under your sweater accidently hiked up when you tried to take off the sweater and he got a full view of your tits. his hand wraps around his cock at the thought. he imagines you on your knees, his dick in between your beautiful tits. you are wearing a slutty smile and your tongue rolls out of your mouth with every thrust to lap at his precum. it feels so dirty to be thinking of stuff like this but he can't help when it's someone like you. someone who sees him as a best friend, letting him stay over and being so close to him. he doesn't want to spoil your friendship but he itches to have you in his bed right now. he digs his fingers into his tip a bit, wincing while picturing how it would feel if your teeth scraped him. he never thought he would be a masochist but he's so over heels, he would let you do anything to him. he cums with a loud moan, coating his whole hand in cum. he tries to find tissues but accidently brushes his seed covered hand on the sheets.
"shit." he curses under his breath. he can't believe how crazy you got him. he just hopes you'll wear the sweater tomorrow.
⌗︙・aot boys | clothing they find attractive ⸜⸜・
eren - short skirt
eren adores short skirts because it gives him an easy access when he wants to fuck you. he also thinks you love fucking adore. he can't help to squeeze the fat of your ass that the clothing shows. it's so tiny that your whole ass is out but it's even better. he can easily bed you over and do anything he wants with you. but don't get mad when he stains your favorite skirt with cum.
armin - crotcheted top
armin loves when he can wear crotcheted clothes but he also loves when you wear crotcheted things. it's just the way the stitches are too far from each other and he can see your whole boobs. sometimes you move a bit too much and your nipple suddenly shows through the stitches. he's a pervert in that way, you're always so happy that you made the top look perfect and he might not ruin it by poking his fingers to enlarge the stitches.
reiner - oversized t-shirt
there's nothing more sexy in reiner's eyes than you wearing his oversized t-shirt. you just look so tiny in his large clothes and he loves it. he would give you his whole wardrobe is he could. don't try to tease him by wearing no panties underneath because this boy is gonna lose his mind. similar to eren, it gives him easy access his favorite place in between your thighs.
jean - dresses with flower design
this might be a bit too specific and jean can't explain why he loves it so much but whenever you wear cute tiny dress with flowers, he goes wild. he thinks flowers look so pretty on his favorite flower baby. he thinks of you as a fragile flower and he thinks these dresses make you look so innocent. he wants nothing more to fuck your face and ruin your makeup while you wear a pretty flower dress.
connie - anything fashion nova
im sorry but i see him as a guy who buys his girl fashion nova outfits every other week. are they too revealing? yes. does he love it? yes. something you have to beg him to let you wear something neutral rather than those neon clothes. he thinks it makes you look the most sexiest you can be (expect when you're naked).
aot masterlist 🥥☆彡
♡ eren
eren giving reader a cream pie
aot men during sex pt 1
makeup sex w eren
breeding w aot men
aot men as pervs
aot men beige flags
♡ armin
aot men during sex pt 1
breeding w aot men
aot men beige flags
♡ reiner
aot men during sex pt 2
playboy!reiner
breeding w aot me
reiner & size kink
aot men as pervs
aot men beige flags
♡ jean
aot men during sex pt 1
jean w breeding and size kink
bsf!jean
aot men as pervs
aot men beige flags
♡ bertholdt
aot men during sex pt 2
♡ levi
aot men during sex pt 2
levi having a crush on a fem reader
breeding w aot men
aot men beige flags
♡ connie
aot men beige flags
♡ annie
annie using her strap on reader
aot women during sex pt 1
dom!annie w mommy kink
lesbian relationship w aot girls nsfw & sfw
hange & annie as rough doms
aot women as pervs
aot women beige flags
♡ mikasa
aot women during sex pt 1
bsf mika catches u masturbating
lesbian relationship w aot girls nsfw & sfw
comfort sex w sub mikasa
aot women as pervs
aot women beige flags
♡ kenny
breeding w aot men
daddy’s bestfriend, kenny
♡ sasha
lesbian relationship w aot girls nsfw & sfw
aot women as pervs
aot women beige flags
♡ pieck
aot women as pervs
aot women beige flags
♡ ymir
aot women beige flags
☆ hange
hange meeting their s/o in college hcs
hange thirst
neet neighbor hange thirst
aot women during sex pt 1
comfort sex w hange
hange w sick reader hcs
sub neko hange
lipstick trend w hange
breeding w amab hange
hange hcs sfw & nsfw
jealous reader & hange nsfw
hange catches reader humping their pillow
hange w shy s/o sfw & nsfw
date night w hange sfw & nsfw
hange & annie as rough doms
aot women as pervs
aot women beige flags
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╰┈➤ attack on titan / shingeki no kyojin - jean kirstein
explicit content - [✿]
⋙ drabbles.
during aftercare
jean is a moaner [✿]
getting cheated on
getting off together [✿]
kissing him with trashy lipstick [✿]
⋙ headcanons.
angst headcanons
as a boob guy [✿]
as a dad
as a mean dom [✿]
as a pornstar [✿]
as a sub [✿]
as a toxic boyfriend [✿]
at a nude beach [✿]
best dick ever [✿]
catching you drooling
favourite positions [✿]
fluffy headcanons
general headcanons [✿]
general headcanons, nsfw [✿]
harry potter house
having anal for the first time [✿]
hidden talents
how he initiates sex [✿]
how he sleeps
icks
in a threesome with eren [✿]
kinks, two [✿]
karaoke
music he'd listen to, two
pets
pizza order
stoner headcanons
what he's like after drinking
what position does he eat it in [✿]
when you don't say "i love you"
with a daddy kink, two [✿]
last updated march 12, 2024.
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meteorologist!jean who viciously bounces his legs and bites the end of his pens as he reads over his late night research and awaits any prognosis for today’s weather forecast.
he would be working in the usual allocated computer space that they had for staff to use, but there was something about the all glass conference room that looked over the main reporting studio that meteorologist!jean preferred.
and it’s not something he’s super proud of, but meteorologist!jean sometimes uses the alone space and time to get his cock out and languidly stroke it — for good measure! not because he was horny, but because there was just this humane twistedness to him that loved the glass view the conference space had over the reporting room — the possibility that someone could be watching, thrilling.
but then as meteorologist!jean turns his wheelie chair around towards the glass that looked over the reporter room itself, he catches you, the head reporter, potting around the space; as you aimlessly twirl and amuse yourself by checking your ass out in the camera’s monitor screen or how you rise on your tiptoes and perk it backwards to see if looks good in the pencil skirt you wore — or even how you cupped your breasts from over your shirt and pumped them upwards to make them look bigger for the monitor.
meteorologist!jean doesn't know if you were aware of his presence. not like you were doing anything bad — but you too were an early riser and usually came in at times you didn’t need to.
however, by just being able to watch you from the shadows of the top overlooking conference room bade him the space to be perverted, to stroke his cock now in thought of you.
but then meteorologist!jean has another thought — a thought that should be fleeting and of no expansion upon.
either way, he’s acting on it before he knows he should and within two minutes, the man is bursting into the reporter’s room at expense of your surprise.
“oh! jean! good morning!”
it takes meteorologist!jean five minutes and an insane amount of morning rizz, but it doesn't take him much to eventually have your back plastered against the reporter’s table and your black heels dangling besides his ears.
that pretty face of yours turns to posses a jelly like smile and rolled back eyes, those lips having spit drooling from the slack corners of your mouth. how you lavish within the slick thrusts that meteorologist!jean is pumping in and out your cunt, the sick squelch and hammering of the table — no mistake to what was going on.
and the thing is, meteorologist!jean knows that there well could be a few staff upstairs within the operating room. the sound and tech usually came in a lot earlier than the presenters themselves, but again, the human sickness of his voyeur tendencies didn’t care that someone may well be watching over them from the top — maybe, possibly, jerking off to the two of you having sex and meteorologist!jean finds out that he loves it.
meteorologist!jean finishes off inside of you, allowing his cum to sit beautifully within your warm insides, but his cock hiccups whilst its still spurting its seed, because he fantasises about how you'll go on air in an hour or two with his sick cum stirring within your stomach.
“morning, people!” yawns the pd as he walks into the room, shy three minutes that the both of you took to clean yourselves up.
the pd places his bag down, but then as he stands up, his face screws uncannily.
“god, i must still be asleep. smells like sex in’ere again.” he mutters.
meteorologist!jean's face tans over red as he tries to feign innocence. you on the other hand seem unbothered, so much so, that meteorologist!jean questions whether this has been your first time in this position.
being friends with the AoT men was… confusing.
(i.e., how i think they’d interact if they had a crush on you and didn’t know how to deal with it)
pairing: Eren, Jean, Reiner, Levi, Porco; all x reader
Eren
Eren would always pick on you, telling you to shut up with a big smile on his face and constantly looking for excuses to touch you, pushing and shoving you to the side whenever you were next to each other.
He would throw pencils and sticks and other small objects at you, anything to get your attention. He’d smirk at your responses, loving the way your eyebrows furrowed together and the way your lips pressed into a pout.
As long as your eyes were on him, he was happy.
Reiner
Reiner’s confident, maybe bordering a little on arrogant, that you’re into him—hell, he thinks everybody’s into him.
He’d stand very close to you, slowly inching closer until your arms were touching, until he could smell your delightful perfume. You’d smile as he’d tell you you smell nice, blush as he’d yawn and slyly (obviously) lay his arm around you as you walked side by side. He’d smirk proudly and preen at the men who looked at him in jealousy.
Jean
Jean would be more traditional in his approach, complimenting your appearance and dress whenever possible. His compliments were always so thoughtful and considerate, the words warming your insides on the cool days.
But he was shy, always speaking so quietly you barely heard him or never actually asking for a night of your time. Instead he’d stare at you heavenly as you passed by, telling himself he’d do it tomorrow.
Levi
Levi is difficult to read, and interacting with him was usually a one-sided dominant conversation, with him silent and watchful, always intense. Sometimes you watched his jaw click, wondering if maybe you were irritating him.
But he locked his jaw and shook his leg vigorously because you were so. fine. and it was taking every ounce of self-control he had to resist pushing you to the ground and bending you over. All his energy had to go into his bouncing leg (which he wished you were on) or gnawing at his lip (which he wished was yours).
Porco
Porco was a different kind of confident. Confident in groups, shy around you. You had caught him staring at you a couple times, to which he’d always frantically looked away or acted like he didn’t know what you were talking about, like he’d zoned out randomly and never zoned back in.
But occassionally when you ran up behind him, shouting his name and preparing to jump onto his shoulders from behind, he turned around and spread out his arms, catching you. He thanked whatever confident spirit possessed him to do it when your faces were mere centimeters apart, a deep red blush shared between you.
AoT men in your class hit on you
description: you’re in classes with the men from attack on titan; they try to flirt with you.
pairing: reiner x reader, armin x reader, connie x reader, jean x reader, eren x reader, levi x reader, erwin x reader, zeke x reader, galliard x reader
*unspecified gendered reader*
Reiner
Reiner flashed you his prettiest smile, the one he’d practiced in the mirror on occasion, the one he knew looked nice. The smile was contagious, sparking a small smile to grow on your face as you peered at him out of the corner of your eyes.
He’d keep the smile as he’d scratch at the back of his neck, asking, “Want to study together for the next quiz?” Reiner would flex his bicep a little more, raise his eyebrow and smirk seductively, run his hand through his shirt blond hair. “I’ll test you. Tonight”
Armin
You were surprised when Armin asked for your help with studying. He’d been scoring the highest in the class until recently, which you had assumed to have been a fluke.
Armin would curl his toes into the ground and bite the inside of his lip as the heat rushed to his face, as he lied about his level of understanding and hoped you’d believe it. Hoped you’d spend extra time with him, one-on-one.
“If you have the time,” he’d added cautiously, your silence unsettling him. “There’s no pressure, but Id repay you however you… please…” He swallowed hardly, you watched his adam’s apple bob. “However… unconventional.”
Connie
Connie would scratch the back of his neck in embarrassment, faux-confidence reeking off his skin as he flexed his muscles and tried to appear solid. The light sheen of sweat and pink blush across his cheeks exposed the truth, but you were willing to look past it because it was so warm out.
“Hey, y/n…” His usually loud voice was quieter today, a usually unbound announcement finally directed towards someone—you, “how are you feeling for this next quiz? I-I can help you if you need it.”
You couldn’t stifle the laugh in time before it was bubbling off your lips, making Connie’s face darker but also causing him to chuckle a little too. “H-hey, why is that so funny?”
Jean
Jean always tried too hard to impress you. Fumbling the ball because he checked to see if you watched him catch it; missed the goalpost because he focused on you being on the sideline and not the direction of the ball; wiped out during the mile run because he spent more time waving at you than watching the trail.
You tended to any wounds after, unsure if the blush that intimately graced his face was from the embarrassment of failing or the fact that your hands were on his body or both. Maybe it was on purpose, always needing your help.
Both yours and his gazes were fixed onto his ankle, where your hands were slowly and wrapping a bandage around the bruised skin. "Thank you... for always helping," Jean uttered coyly, looking up to make eye contact, his skin warm. "Maybe I can return the favor somehow." He looked away, the pink turning a deep red, but his fingertips were brushing your upper-arm. "Help you..."
Eren
Eren had sat next to you today, waving slightly. You greeted him and Mikasa as she sat on his other side. "Hey," he greeted softly, "did... did you get a haircut?"
"Yeah," you nodded, running your hand through the strands quickly. He blushed and looked away, facing the table.
"He thinks you look nice," Mikasa said plainly, smiling at you from behind him, which prompted him to look at her in a flash of horror and embarrassment and whisper-shouted, "Mikasa! Stop!"
You laughed, the magnetic sound pulling Eren's attention back towards you. "I think you look nice too, Eren," you complimented, biting your lip shyly.
He froze for a moment, struggling to remember how to breathe. "I, uh, um," he started, swallowing in between, "You look... nicer."
"He'd think you'd look nicer on a date together," Mikasa chirped from behind him, settling into the chair. He shouted at her again, the blush deepening.
Levi
Since you normally spent time in a group, having it be just you and Levi felt a little awkward. Most of the time he didn't speak anyway and you silently traced his features, appreciated each angle. You fiddled with a ring as you debated topics to bring up, wondered if he wanted to even speak to you at all. That was the thing with him. You had no idea where you stood.
You had opened your mouth to speak when he interrupted, "Did you get a haircut?" Same tone as always, but he was looking at you now with that iron gaze, the one that sucked the air out between them like a vacuum.
You hummed and nodded. "It looks nice." He reached his hand out and briefly touched the loose strand in front of your ear. "Suits you."
Erwin
Erwin had called out your name in the hallway to grasp your attention, his tight t-shirt immediately catching your eyes as he rushed over to you. It didn't help that he was so tall, and your eyes met at his nipples, and his shirt was so tight.
He repeated your name which caused your attention to move from his chest to his lips. He'd said something. You weren't paying attention. Shit.
"Sorry, what?" you asked sheepishly, blushing from embarrassment. Because it was him, the guy who always gave off the perfect persona, the guy who didn't need to ask because he was always listening.
Erwin laughed and repeated his offer to carry your textbooks to class, taking them from your hands before you could respond and walking alongside you.
Then you watched him unintentionally ignore a friend, someone who tried to say hi to him but he was oblivious to it. You couldn't explain it, but the fact that he didn't hear it made your palms sweat. You thought he was always aware, always listening.
But maybe that was just because he was always listening to you.
Zeke
You had fallen into step with Zeke after Jean and Eren ran off together, racing and arguing over some obsolete, absurd test of masculinity.
"Are you going to join them?" you asked him jokingly, pointing towards the immature boys trying to trip the other one as they both ran.
Zeke sighed, "I'd hoped you knew me better than that." He slumped his shoulders dramatically, and clutched his hand over his heart. "Oh, how your words wound me."
You rolled your eyes. "You're so dramatic, just like your brother." Zeke scoffed as you shrugged. "But that just means it runs in the family. Besides, you're way more mature than your brother. Like, he's not even on the board. So--"
"You are quite mature... and remarkable," he interrupted. You blushed, automatically retorting with a sarcastic commend, "Okay, well I didn't say you were remarkable."
"I'd like to be," he said plainly, stopping to look at you, "to be remarkable to you. To mean something to you."
Galliard
Normally Galliard only approached you on days where Reiner was all over you, picking on Reiner in front of you every chance he got, puffing his chest out slightly whenever you laughed.
Today, though, you were sat at your desk alone when he walked over and sat in front of you. “Hey, Porco,” you greeted, smiling, originally intending to quickly glance up but your irises caught on his and now they felt tethered.
“Good morning, y/n,” he replied smoothly, his tone different when Reiner wasn’t around, when it was just you two. It was silent for a moment, the only sign of time passing being the other students moving around you. “Heard Reiner asked you out. Wanted to hear what charity you were a part of that made you say yes.”
You laughed, covering your mouth in embarrassment when other students looked at you. He smirked, a light pink embracing his cheeks. "We should go out sometime," he added, winking, "Whatever time Reiner's thing is."
yk what??? jean would NOT be one of those smooth guys that has a lot of pickup lines memorized. he would, however, stutter through a compliment and end up with a lame, "your face is shiny" when what he really meant to say is that your smile makes him want to smile too. like hes such a LOSER but it's ok because u love him
Hi! <33 could i request The 104th Squad reaction to asking you what your ideal type is and Reader! Awnsering the exact opposite of them (if i am making sense)
eren jaeger scoffs when you answer his question with ‘blonde hair, brown eyes and muscular.’ he thinks you must be fucking with him but still, he keeps a little extra of an eye on you when reiner’s around.
armin arlert just sort of…frowns. his smile turns upside down but you can tell he is fighting it and trying to be so so subtle. he shuts down a little bit and changes the topic.
mikasa ackerman scrunches up her nose at your description but then shrugs her shoulders. she says “i guess you like what you like.”
jean kirstein’s left eye twitches so subtlety you almost didn’t notice it. there’s a little bit of sweat on his forehead but it’s not that hot out. he’ll rub the back of his neck and be like “oh, that’s cool.”
connie springer tries to persuade you to describe him. “are you sure you like long hair and not a cute little buzz cut?” he then proceeds to list all the cons of having long hair but ultimately he’s a good sport about not being your type.
sasha braus kinda laughs and just brushes it off. she wiggles her eyebrows and cracks jokes like “are you sure you don’t like me?”
reiner braun is all pouty while trying to keep a cool demeanor when you basically admit you’re not interested in him. he has a new found disliking for eren. “he’s not even that good looking.”
bertholdt hoover mumbles a quiet “oh.” he doesn’t really know what to say after that and decides not to say anything at all despite the awkwardness in the air.
annie leonhardt doesn’t really have much to say when you describe the opposite of her. she says “interesting” in a semi-bored tone while drumming her fingers on the table. you think there’s a hint of red in her cheeks.
marco bodt keeps up his angel demeanor and won’t show you how hurt he is. instead, he asks who you actually have a crush on and all sorts of relating questions. it’s his way of deflecting.
historia reiss insists that it’s okay and you should like who you like with no regrets. she doesn’t mind that you don’t describe her because she’s not looking for a partner. she’s here to do her job.
ymir’s smirk falls. she’s all “really? that’s what you’re into?” and she starts to judge you harshly before she shuts her mouth. she realizes you’ve essentially just described historia.
my jean fic
my ko-fi
Can we have the opposite of the ask you just answered? The 104th asking what your type is and you describe them perfectly?
eren jaeger is all blinks. it seems only his eyes know how to do the talking. you have to ease him gently back to the real world and his only reaction is his cheeks turning bright red.
armin arlert holds back a sort of giggle. he’s honored, he’s embarrassed, he’s ashamed. most importantly, he can’t believe it’s him that you find desirable, especially since always coming second place to his best friend. he’s beyond thrilled.
jean kirstein and his smug ass ego is too cocky. he smirks with a glimmer in his eyes. “i knew it,” is what he thinks but he won’t say it, but he doesn’t have to. the gaze in his eyes is tender enough.
connie springer didn’t think he’d get this far when you describe him. he starts to talk to but quickly shuts his mouth, unsure of the right answer. he decides to bite the bullet and ask you out.
reiner braun opens his mouth and nothing falls out. he keeps trying to find the perfect words, you see it in his eyes. eventually his mouth decides “i knew it,” as the right answer and you can’t help but laugh.
bertholdt hoover turns as red as a cherry. he rubs the back of his neck and looks away. he tries to be brave, to say the right thing to you but all he says is “oh,” leading you to confess the entirety of your feelings.
levi ackerman tilts his head and stares at you. he can’t believe the way you’d just described him but fuck, he wants too. so bad. he presses you ever so subtly until you find yourself confessing your undying love for him.
erwin smith is frowning but also smiling. he’s glad to know his feelings aren’t unreciprocated but he knows exactly how complex this relationship is going to be. he’s the first one to offer to give this a shot.
zeke jaeger laughs and asks if you could be any more obvious. he rubs his chin and asks if you are one hundred percent sure. when you say yes, he decides to say ‘fuck it’ and make you his lady immediately.
porco galliard raises an eyebrow despite having known deep down this whole time. he quizzes you, wanting to hear you stutter at your most vulnerable. eventually, he laughs and tells you he’s just fucking with you, and that he’d be proud to be your man.
jean kirstein fanfic
my ko-fi
✧.* ex boyfriend jean kirstein headcanons ✧.*
your ex boyfriend jean kirstein is an asshole. even worse, he’s an asshole that won’t leave you alone.
he mysteriously turns up to any party or event you’re attending. he makes sure that you see him. he dresses in his best clothes and always has a girl by his side, hoping you see and hoping it eats you alive.
he’s posting online and god, you wish it would stop. he’s posting what he’s doing and who he’s with, announcing it the world, only hoping that it lands on your feed.
he lays awake at night, bothered by your silence. where are you? are you with someone right now? are you thinking about him?
you’re pretty certain jeans the one who’s been sending flowers to your work but there’s no proof with no card. they’re expensive too.
your ex boyfriend jean drives by your house on the weekends just to make sure you don’t have company over.
he asks your mutual friends how you are, dying for a piece of information about you.
after his attempts from afar don’t work, the attempts grow personal and sincere. he’s dropped the cool guy persona and is now sending you sickening, sappy, depressing text messages.
jean cant bare to live without you and he prays that it’s just a phase. he believes you will find your way back to him.
you’re flattered by his messages but more importantly, they tug at your heart strings and you find yourself rereading them before you close your eyes for the night as if they were some sick lullaby created just for you.
you hear his voice in your sleep and when you wake. you’re going crazy.
jeans gone crazier, checking his phone every five minutes, hoping to see your name light up his phone.
he promises to break up you and any man you might date. they don’t deserve you. hell, he barely deserves you.
your ex boyfriend jean kirstein is an asshole and you hope he never leaves you alone.
read my jean fanfic here and you might be lucky enough to experience your ex boyfriend jean
for @otomempress <3
I THOUGHT OF ANOTHER ONE👀👀👀
What do you think jean’s reaction would be if he likes you but yall aren’t together, and he catches you staring at one of the other guys after a workout, or something like that (I just know he’d be so dramatic lmao) feel free to pick one person, give a general reaction or a list, whichever you want, no pressure 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰
asjkjskj OKAY so i just started writing and this is what i blurted out akjsdfnsd he is actually so dramatic i love it when he’s a little pathetic like let me love you u silly man. this became 500 words HAHA
Jean knows.
He’s an idiot but he knows he shouldn’t be jealous. In fact, he has no right to feel anything at all. He shouldn’t even be looking to be honest. And yet, he can’t help it. Not when his world slows to a stop, walls caving in, vision tunnelling to zero in on you every time you’re in the same room together.
His grip tightens on the dumbbells he’s holding, knuckles white, teeth clenched. The sound of his blood pumping roars in his ears, silencing the music blaring in his earphones.
Why the fuck are you staring at him?
There you are, sitting on a bench across the gym in your cute little workout outfit and instead of looking at Jean, your eyes are locked on his friend in front of you. Reiner’s deep in a squat, with at least three plates on each side like the miserable show off he is. You must be between sets, with your water bottle in hand, but your gaze is fixed on his form as he grunts out another rep.
Honestly, Jean can’t even blame you when Reiner’s out there throwing around weights like it’s nothing. If he was attracted to men, he would probably be checking him out, too.
Jean huffs in annoyance. He looks down at his arms and flexes his triceps. Sure, he may not be as beefy as Reiner, but he’s no slouch himself. Why is it that you never seem to notice?
Sometimes he’ll feel a glimmer of hope when you smile at him the way you do with that little twinkle in your eyes as if laughing at an inside joke only the two of you share; only to be shattered in a second when you turn that same look on someone else. There’s only so much more of this he can take before he feels like he’ll be about ready to burst.
Jean knows he should just look away and focus on himself. But how can he when you’re right there, looking as perfect as ever despite being sweaty and messy from working out. Hell, it only makes him want you even more. He wishes it could be him making you sweat. You would never need to go to the gym with the way he knows he could work you out. If only he could just muster up the courage to tell you how he feels. All he wants is to just make you his. He swears he would do anything to give you everything.
He’s burning holes into Reiner’s body with his eyes and the other man must be able to feel it because he halts, looking up into the mirror to make eye contact with Jean. Reiner double takes and racks his weights. Clearly confused, he slides his headphones off his ears and turns to face Jean with his eyebrows raised. The movement catches your attention and you stir from where you’re sitting on the bench across from him.
Your eyes follow Reiner’s gaze to land on where Jean is standing, seething, still gripping the dumbbells like his life depends on it. And then, Jean’s heart stutters and the air leaves his lungs in a whoosh … because there it is. Your smile. You've got that smile lighting up your face and now all the tension is escaping his body, leaving him weak in the knees. What he wouldn’t give to have you look at him and only him that way.
When you lift your hand up in a small wave, it's the nail in the coffin. That's it. He’s going to have to make you his now.
teehee!
jean’s out here simmering thinking you’re staring at other guys … which true bc they’re also pretty hot … but in this instance you were actually zoning out and reiner just happened to be in front of you.
i chose reiner #1 he’s gym dad #2 i can’t keep making every situation jean x reader x eren.
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Jean would spoil you a lot like hes the boyfriend/husband ever like how couldn’t he, he loves you too much. Hes aware that you're not very fond of lipstick other than wearing it for specific occasions as you dont believe it looks very flattering on you; but let me tell you this mf has definitely giggled and blushed at the thought of you in a sheer darkish red lip. He would've bought a whole set of lipsticks at Marley while working as a spy, and kept them with him this whole time and promised himself to give it to you if you guys survived. (think those really pretty golden case lipsticks from the 50s shehhrbddh)
His selection process would be merely based off the analogy of: If you kissed him on the cheek, and the lipstick will visibly transfer and really noticeable, it’s perfect. He loves making it known that he is yours and let everyone know that you’ve been kissing him prior (and to also rub in the fact to reiner that hes in a relationship and hes not). He decides to give them to you on the day you were all getting your photos taken for the history books as ambassadors. Initially, you try to turn them down, not because you hate them but because they seem so elegant and seem fit for a person who is much more put together; given the golden casing of the cosmetics and high quality.
Jean insists and sits you down at a nearby stool/arm chair, kneels in front of you and grabs a shade out of the collection he has been longing to see you in. The box of lipsticks have been with him for so long, giving him time to decide which one he thinks you would look best in. He would do the thing where he holds your chin gently and applies said lipstick onto your lips. When the application is complete, he gives you a small smile as you laugh together. When you guys walk in where everyone else is as they have been all waiting for the both of you, attention is instantly drawn to the dark red on Jean’s cheek and dark red stain on his white collar (how did that get there !!)
This observation is self explanatory as the same hue of red was painted on your lips. Connie being the hype man that he is instantly runs up to Jean, slapping him on the back in a joking sense "Jean-Boy's all grown up aren’tcha!”, showing that regardless of the atrocities you all have seen, Connie is still able to keep up at that funny supportive composure alongside Jean.
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AOT BOYS WHEN THEY’RE DRUNK pt.2
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JEAN: the horny drunk
jean is the kind of drunk that’s just such a fucking hornball. he loves all over you, sloppily kissing your neck as he gropes at your thighs. you swat at his hands profusely, but it’s futile … every time he just picks a different spot on your body to touch. this time it’s your waist, jean maneuvers you into his lap as he buries his face into your neck, inhaling the sweet perfume you always wore. it’s only now that you begin to feel the little bump in his pants from his bulge. “jean, w-we’re in public,” you say, trying to reason with him as he just give you a lazy smile before kissing your lips. “but i wanna fuck you.” he says back, a little too loudly for your taste. your eyes widen and jean stupidly keeps talking. “i wanna feel that pussy on my cock. m’so fucking hard right now.” he babbles, making your face warm with embarrassment form his dirty words. you quickly get your boyfriend up and into the bathroom to sober up .. only for him to bend you over the toilet and fuck you like the slut you are. “yeah? s’ good for you?” he asks, hips snapping up to yours delivering quick and harsh thrusts to your pussy. your eyes struggle to stay open as your grip the toilet seat, biting your tongue as your abdomen burns with your orgasm. “s-so good! s’ so good jean!” you cry out, immediately silenced by his hands no less than a minute later. your moans are muffled, shushed as you whimper out .. cumming all over you boyfriend cock with a loud wail as his harsh thrusts don’t stop.
LEVI: the drunk with no filter
levi is the kind of drunk who absolutely says any and everything that comes to his mind when he’s drunk. you guys are out, having a drink with hange, sasha, pieck and a couple others. you’ve been having a good time, talking about your plans for the fall time. you and levi planned on going on a lot of fun dates, carnivals. festivals, corn mazes, haunted houses all that jazz. and you’re so excited and cute, talking animatedly to hange as you tell her how excited you are to do so many new things you’ve never done in your relationship before. unknowingly to you, levi’s had wayyy more wine than normal and he’s feeling looser than ever. you think nothing of it when he drapes a hand around your shoulder, pulling you in close for a kiss. but as he moves his lips against your, you taste the wine on his lips. you’re distracted when levi squeezes at your hips, hands going to your boyfriend’s chest as he tries to deepen the kiss. “jesus you two, get room.” hange teases, making you flush with embarrassment as you pull away from your boyfriend. “can we leave now y/n? wanna take care of you right now.” he weakly speaks, surprising the dark haired girl at his needy tone. you nod, just trying to get him to get up and go to the bathroom with you. “p-put your leg up.. just like that—fuck,” he moans, fucking his cock in and out of you as you hold onto the handle bars in the cramped bathroom stall.
REINER: the drunk who forgets you’re his girlfriend
now you’d think that with your boyfriend’s height and weight he’d be able to handle his liquor, but no .. of course your amazing and caring boyfriend has the tolerance of a 10 year old kid. and that’s why you were in the situation you were in now. glossy lips turned up in a smile as you look up at your boyfriend through your lashes. he’s drunk, so, so drunk that he can barely even stand. this is why you should’ve kept him on tighter leash at this stupid party. somehow he’s managing, leaning against a pillar as he slurs flirty comments at you. you have to hold back a smile as he keep undying he’s s ever seen you before, and that you’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. at this point he’s babbling nonsense .. but it’s still cute knowing how he feels about you. “can i have y’number pretty thing? y’ so damn gorgeous. can i kiss you?” he asks, making you giggle when he stumbles slightly. his cheeks are red, cutely tinged with blush from all the alcohol he’d been drinking, his eyes are dark and low lidded, hazy from all the liquor he’d been drinking tonight. “you’re so drunk babe.” you giggle, holding onto his torso when he slightly stumbles again, almost falling over. he places his hands onto your waist to steady himself, looking down at you like you’re the prettiest girl he’s ever had the pleasure of laying his yes on. literal hearts in his eyes as he looks at you, with his lovesick self. “m’ your babe?” he slurs, confusion coming over his beautiful features. you nod, trying to hold in another laugh as reiner still looks confused at your words. “you’re my boyfriend silly,” you tell him, watching how his lips turn up in a happy smile. “m’ your boyfriend?” his voice is happy, rising slightly as you nod. reiner almost crushes you in a hug and he lays kisses all over your face, making you actually laugh out this time. “m’ so lucky then. you’re so pretty,” he speaks, burying his face into your neck. not knowing how your heart flutters at his sweet words.
⌗︙・friends with benefits with connie and jean ⸜⸜・
imagine you decide to become friends with benefits with both jean and connie. you knew they would be a little jealous of each other but you didn't know that they would see fucking you as a price to their dumb bets.
"i bet on y/n that i can jump across the pool." connie exclaims, punching jean is the side. of course jean doesn't believe him and they bet that if connie succeeds, he's gonna fuck your pussy tonight.
turns out that you spend your night with jean's cock buried inside of you while connie dries himself off. jeans cock is big and it feels good inside of you. he's not the roughest but he knows how to make you cum multiple times.
after few of their bets, you realize that jean can't let connie win for you own sake.
"you said you can take me." connie smirks, his cock ramming inside of your pussy. you have already cum 4 times and you're exhausted. but connie doesn't plan on stopping. for the first time in forever he got a better mark than jean and he's gonna savour his victory.
but with jean and connie, it's not only about fucking. they are your best friends, the kind of people you can always turn to. them stuffing you full is just a benefit of your friendship.
bf who asks “you want a treat??” while unbuttoning his pants
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
He’s a virgin you know, so be gentle with him. Besides the calloused seal of his own fist, nobody, absolutely no one has touched him on that part of his body before. Although he was inexperienced, he wasn’t entirely stupid, for he knew what occurred between lovers, what could be possible for him one day; that day now coming to fruition by your hand. Because he had succumbed to your wiles, nothing would ever satisfy his hunger ever again. The curl of your tongue around his leaking tip was just the first thing to break him, your teeth grazing the throbbing veins of his shaft ripping apart his self control piece by piece. The soft lining of your cheeks was one thing, but your cunt was entirely another.
Straddling his shaking form, the sinking of your most intimate part clamping down on his cock had his lungs fighting for air, goosebumps erupting up the length of his spine. Never would he have expected it to feel this good, and it was all because of you. You were so snug and tight around his length, his previously innocent body now corrupted by your perfect cunt. Your soaked walls squelched as his twitching tip nudged at your cervix, and you would never forget the sight caused by it. Hair disheveled, chest rising and falling with erratic breaths, lips swollen and coated with your saliva, cheeks flushed a pretty red. You couldn’t even begin to list the sinful sight he bore, his eyes squeezed shut from the sensitivity, eyebrows drawn up and hands shaking to find the right place on your body. He was so clueless, it was adorable.
The problem with him being a virgin was how long he had stored himself up. His balls were so swollen, the lewd sound of his skin slapping yours pulling a reaction out of his body he couldn’t control. Clutching onto you, years worth of his abstinence spilled into you, his heartbeat spiking and eyes rolling back. Don’t ever forget this moment because the vulnerability seeping from him would probably be the last bit you would ever see.
Losing his virginity to you may have been one of the best moments of his life, but be sure to expect an insatiable hunger now, one that you would be subject to for weeks to come.
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LEVI ACKERMAN, Jean Kirstein, (literally all the AoT characters), Yuta Okkotsu, Toge Inumaki, Choso Kamo, Vinsmoke Sanji, Portgas D. Ace, Monkey D. Luffy, Rin Itoshi, Hyoma Chigiri, Isagi Yoichi, Doppo Kunikida, Reigen Arataka