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ᴀ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ

modern college au

Jean Kirstein x f!reader

warnings: literally just Jean being infatuated with you…that’s it. College party. Mentions of alcohol, making out, drunkenness, slight stalking.

You were someone who kept to yourself often, not in the sense that you were particularly shy, but it was more so you liked to keep your circle of friends small. It kept your friendships easy to manage, and easy to keep up with. But for your childhood best friend Sasha, that was not the case, what so ever.

Queenie had friends, acquaintances, and plugs, EVERYWHERE.

You and Sasha only got to see each other every once in a while when she was able to come home, due to the fact that she moved away and was enrolled at SSU (Shiganshina University). Meanwhile you, because of some money issues, along with a sprinkle of poorly made decisions in Highschool went straight into Community College after graduating.

The distance was never a problem though, you guys would call each other all the time. And she would keep you up to date on all the crazy things she would be doing, along with all the friends she had made.

Always talking about the same three dudes Connie, Marco, and Jean. Whom she quickly befriended in one of her communications classes.

When you had told her you were going to be able to transfer early, and be enrolled into SSU, she absolutely flipped. So thrilled that her best friend would be able to join and experience all the craziness with her. Talking up and down about how you're going to fit in great with her newfound friends.

You enjoyed hearing all the insane things that she did with them. And more than anything, loved how clearly happy they seemed to make her. As well as how well they treated Sasha (having been skeptical of three guys and their intentions with your best friend). Those feelings quickly being put to rest after Sasha's dozens of stories of them and their many escapades in which they've had to take care of Sasha after one too many drinks.

Learning all of their names and all of their quirks came easy with how much she was around them, and how much she talked of them with you.

Watching from a distance you were able to see some of those moments she would gush about, play out due to Sasha posting on her social medias. Whether it be pictures on Instagram, or videos she would share on her private story on Snapchat.

From those small snip bits that she would share though, someone always seemed to catch your eye. The tall, lean, hot headed one, with the ash brown mullet, always yelling at Sasha and Connie in her snaps.

Jean. Your best friend said his name was.

Sasha talked about the three guys all of the time, and from what she would tell you about Jean, he seemed like a cool guy.

An art major, on the Uni Lacrosse team, who was hot-headed, hilarious, and spontaneous. Stoic exterior but has a heart of gold on the inside…well at least from what you heard from Sasha. Though you didn't know him personally, you had a slight interest to him already.

But what you didn’t know was that slight interest went both ways.

Sasha talked about you ALL. THE. TIME. Not that the boys minded, it was cool to them that she had a loyal best friend, who has stuck around through all of her phases, through all of the years, like you. And as her best friends it clearly meant a lot to Sasha for them to know about you.

And when she did talk of you, she spoke of you, holding you in such high regards. Talking about how hilarious you were, or about how you were one of the most down to earth and genuine people she knew. Hearing how great of a person you were through Sasha, along with the memories she shared, made Jean’s interest in you pique.

Jean felt like he knew you personally with how much he had heard about you. When he and Sasha became friends, he had only ever seen a few old picture of you two, which was from when you guys graduated highschool and some from Sasha’s 18th birthday on her instagram. But other than that not much else, and even if he did want to just check your profile, for science of course, you were private.

And he felt it would be odd and cause a stir of him to ask Sasha to look at her profile, especially since Connie and Marco didn't have such an interest in you to go out of their ways to do the same. Jean felt it would arise questions, which he would much rather dodge rather than succumbing to his own curiosity.

Until Sasha had come back after break from home, and showed him, Connie, and Marco a video of you cussing out, and roasting the shit out of a man. Who was unsolicitedly hitting on another one of your good friends, and making her uncomfortable. Taken when you guys were out, celebrating your birthday at a bar in your guys' hometown.

And for some reason that video had him hooked. From your witty and cunning remarks to the pervert hitting on your friend. To how beautiful you looked in the short, black, satin dress that adorned your body perfectly. Along with how attractive it was that you were so protective of your friends.

And from the pictures Sasha posted from that night of you guys afterwards??? Good lord, Jean went on a little bit of an adventure looking through your instagram account and your pictures after seeing you changed your account to a public one afterwards.

To have a more clear face to put to the person he had heard of so often made him all the more curious to meet you in person. Especially after Sash had finally told him and the other guys that you would be transferring soon.

When you had managed to move into your own small studio apartment just a walk away from the university, Sasha was there already to help you unpack and decorate.

"Give me one reason right now, as to why I SHOULDN’T gauge your eyes out." Sasha holds up an old picture in a plain white frame, from you both on your eighth grade promotion, holding up your diplomas, arms around each other's shoulders. Sasha unfortunately in the picture caught mid sneeze, with you smiling big and bright under her arm.

"It's the only picture I have from that day." You laugh, rolling your eyes at her. Wiping excess dust on the back of your jeans, from the boxes you carried, watching her fake gagging at the precious momento.

"So its your first night as an SSU student..." Sasha tiptoes timidly in her voice, eager to talk about anything else. Then hanging the framed picture on the naked wall. But from the tone in her voice you could tell she was going to try and convince you to do something you probably didn't want to.

"Sash-"

"NOW BEFORE YOU SHUT ME DOWN, THIS COMES WITH A SASHA MADE BREAKFAST AND DINNER INCLUDED." She is quick to cut you off before you can shut her down. You only nod at her with your arms crossed, waiting for her to continue. Slightly influenced at the offer already.

"Well...plead your case then."

"There is a party tonight that I was invited to, and..."

"And you want me to go?" You raise your eyebrow.

"IT WILL BE A DOPE PARTY I-"

"Let’s go then." You say nonchalantly, making Sasha go wide eyed and start screaming in excitement as she shook your shoulders.

From there Sasha had gone to her own apartment to get ready after helping you pick out an outfit, leaving you on your own to go through your own getting ready routine. Picking out jewelry and putting on makeup.

As you were finishing up you get a last minute text from her.

Sash👩‍❤️‍👩: IM SO SORRY BB, I HAVE TO HEAD TO THE PARTY NOW I HAVE TO CHECK ON CONNIE, MARCO SAID HE PREGAMED A LIL TOO HARD

Sash👩‍❤️‍👩: will you be okay showing up on your own? i have absolutely no problem coming back to pick you up!

After reassuring her multiple times over text, and even more over Facetime that you would be fine, you then leave your apartment on your own.

Following the gps’ directions, you eventually pull up to the packed house with blaring music coming from the inside, people scattered on the outside lawn and packed on the inside.

As you enter you smile at what was laid out before you. The craziness of college life in university was everything Sasha described it to be.

Drunken students letting loose and dancing everywhere. Cheering to more drinks as they hold up their red solo cups. People making out left and right, living every second up before the sun rises that would return them back to their stressful lives as broke college students who had unknown futures.

This aspect of college is what you weren't able to experience fresh out of highschool due to going to a CC. Seeing Sasha get to experience it all and have fun doing it made you so happy for her. But you couldn’t help but feel as if you were missing out on a crucial part of what life is supposed to be as a young adult. And to just stand in the middle of it made it all so real and raw, this was definitely an experience that has been missing all along.

You were so caught up in everything happening around you, that you couldn't feel someone’s eyes burning into your presence from afar.

As soon as you entered the front door, you caught Jean's eye immediately.

The chaos of the party and the people around him subsided. The alcohol clouding his judgement having him buzzed had disappeared, and the sight of you sobered him up immediately. You were really here in the flesh. And looked as beautiful as ever, starry eyed wonder and excitement filling your aura and the space you took up as you were people watching. It only made him hope to be able to catch your attention.

When you had began to weave your way through people, Jean's feet that had him stuck just watching you, immediately uprooted from his place to follow you.

As you were making your way through the house, which was seemingly so much bigger than it looked on the outside, trying to the best of your ability to look for Sasha, you see that you had only reached another dead end.

When you turn around to retrace your steps, your face is immediately met with a warm and hard surface. Your senses begin to be flooded with scents of vanilla, spicy sandalwood, and a note of beer. With hot hands meeting you at your elbows, to steady you from tripping.

"Oh shit, I'm so sorry." You say quickly, without taking into account the stranger who you had just ran into. Just as your about to continue your search for Sasha, you feel that the stranger doesn't let you go right away.

Craning your head upwards, you’re met with the eyes of you had just ran into. Taking in light brown orbs with gold inflects of a tall stranger that you immediately recognize to unmistakably be, Jean.

"No that was my bad, are you okay?" He begins searching your eyes genuinely. When his hands drop from your elbows, you relish in whatever warmth was left.

"Oh no I'm alright, are you good?" You ask in return, looking right into his bright eyes, taking note of his beautifully long dark brown lashes. Not at all noticing the tint of pink painting his nose, or how red his ears were turning.

For a moment he doesn't even answer, he just shamelessly looks at you. The buzz giving him more confidence than he would like to admit. Taking in your features, noting in his head how the videos Sasha had shown of you doesn't do nearly as much justice to how breathtaking you are in person. Every picture he had seen of you didn’t capture the amount of beauty you held right in front of him, in this moment.

His eyes travel down your body, looking at how your outfit and your style complimented your figure perfectly. Or how your hair falls and frames your face perfectly, tempting him for a second to reach out and tuck the stray piece behind your ear.

And for a split second you do the same as well, taking note of his perfectly messy mullet, to the silver chain that adorned his neck, and the variety of silver rings, and earrings on his hands and ears. Bringing his outfit of a tight white shirt, and clean cut, black collared Carthartt jacket together. Although the jacket is slightly bigger, you can tell right away how well built he was. From his broad shoulders, or his chest puffing out from his white shirt.

Damn those videos and pictures of him really don't do him justice to him in person.

As you both stand in the middle of the uncrowded hallway, you completely forget where you are and what you were here for. With the lights going into a blur, the loud music fading out, and the only thing you can focus on was him. Almost as if your attention to him was keeping a grip on you to the floor beneath you instead of gravity. And for a split second looking into his fiery eyes, you swear he felt the same?

"I-I'm-" You stutter, trying to rid yourself of the warmth, and the butterflies flooding your stomach. But before you could even collect your words—

"You're Y/N." He finishes your shy introduction for you, revealing his perfectly aligned teeth in a smirk. Noticing your cheeks begin to blush hues of red. In return making him nervous, he then reaches his hand clumsily out to you to shake.

“I’m—” Taking his much larger hand into yours, with his slender fingers wrapping around your hand. Feeling a variety of rings graze the inside of your palm.

“Jean…” You finish his introduction, as he did you. Which now it was his turn to be shy..so you knew about him too? Just as he was about to speak again, you’re both knocked out of your daze. Literally.

“AGHHH YOU’RE HEREEE!!” Sasha tugs you into a tight embrace, as if she didn’t just see you over two hours ago. The force of her hug making you and Jean let go of each other’s hands. With two tall figures at her side watching her excitement with fond smiles on their faces. One of them then stepping forward after Sash had finally let you go.

“It’s nice to finally meet you, I’m Marco.” The tall freckled cutie in the cream t-shirt and brown flannel speaks up. Then stepping forward bashfully, reaching out to shake your hand gently.

As you finish shaking his hand, you avert your attention to the slightly shorter male. Orange fisherman beaning on his head, with a slightly outgrown fade peaking from underneath, wearing an army green crew neck, and silver chain and studs. Whom you immediately recognize to be Sasha’s accomplice.

“You didn’t tell me she was THIS fine in person Sash.” Connie shamelessly checks you out, which earns him a flick to his forehead from Sasha. And a smack upside the back of his head from Jean. Making Marco laugh behind you. While you giggle as well watching the group dynamic.

“WELL seems like you and Jean met already.” Your best friend grins, glad to see that both and Jean seemed to have gotten off on the right foot already. Making you and the semi-stranger look back at each other. Zoning in on him again, as he does you. Exchanging small smiles and nods.

“Well I hope he didn’t annoy you, or leave a bad impression.” Sasha cuts the tension once more unknowingly. Making Jean feel slightly more embarrassed with her choice of words.

“Yeah he can be a bit of an ass sometimes Y/N, so you just gotta be prepared for that.” Connie adds on, just to get a rise out of Jean. Then receiving a glare from him, and a snort out of Marco.

“I swear you two—” Jean despite his flustered state, was still ready to chew out his two knuckle head friends by instinct, before getting cut off.

“I mean he did kind of save me from tripping and eating shit at my first college party so, I’d say he’s alright.” You speak out with a small nod, making Jean’s eyes soften and his voice go quiet, as his full attention reverts to you. His once furrowed brows now relaxed with an airy chuckle coming out. He scratches the back of his neck before hitting you back with a response.

“Well you are pretty “alright” yourself.” Jean retorts, quoting you with his finger quotation marks. Careless and relaxed expression on his face as he only focuses on you. Not breaking eye contact even for a second or letting his smile fall from his face.

His three best friends are quick to take note at how Jean’s demeanor changed at your voice and within your little exchange.

Sasha though being a woman for one, and both of your best friends for two, was able to read you both immediately. Your small shy nods, the way your voice hitched up a small pitch signaling that you were nervous. Jean, trying his best to not look like he had a stick up his ass, the way he scratched his neck.

Of course it could just be coincidence, but Sasha and her bestie intuition never fails.

“Let’s go back I heard they’re about to do beer pong.” Sasha exclaims as she loops her arm with your own, walking before the boys down the hall. Trying to snatch you away in hopes of a bit of debriefing.

Jean is about to catch up, before Marco and Connie pull him back, both giving him knowing looks. He only answers with furrowed brows, waiting for his friends to answer as to why they’re holding him up.

“…you think she’s cute huh.” Connie teases, poking his tongue on the inside of his cheek, with his arms crossed to his chest. Marco knowing his best friend well enough, doesn’t even need to say anything to know that Connie wasn’t far off the mark.

“W-What? The hell are you two talking about? We barely just met her.” Jean very quickly responds. Defensive in his tone, a little TOO defensive if you ask. Marco only lets out a small chuckle through his nose because his best friend’s response only proved the theory correct.

“She’s just a friend of a friend. You both are on one. seriously.” Jean pushes past his best friends, quick to brush them off and leave this interrogation behind. All to prevent getting pressed any further with any other RIDICULOUS accusations.

Marco and Connie stand in the hall watching their friend stock off and rush downstairs. Looking back at each other, they both laugh as they haven’t seen Jean act this way in a while.

But really Jean was also trying to do anything to avoid his red ears being seen. As well as get his loudly thumping heart out of earshot from anyone. Swearing that the pounding in his ears from his heart would be able to be heard outwardly by anyone with ears.

You were just a friend of a friend. He had barely just met you in person for the first time. And yet here he was running off at the first signs of being caught in the act of crushing like a school kid.

#aot modern au #attack on titan headcanons #savkirschtein #aot college au #jean x reader #jean imagines #jean kirschtein x reader #jean kirstein x reader #connie springer #sasha braus #marco bodt #aot fluff #aot imagines #aot x reader

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so cleaaan

credit: _skj003

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savkirschtein · 3 months

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Just to be abundantly clear,

This Account Stands With Palestine.

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savkirschtein · 5 months

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If Gojo, Shoko and Geto had adopted Tsumiki and Megumi

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savkirschtein · 9 months

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SAVVVV HEY BABH HOW ARE U ??

AGHHHH BEANIEEEE SISSS IVE BEEN DOING ALRIGHT. Busy with work and school😪. HOW HAVE YOU BEEN MY LOVE???

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savkirschtein · 1 year

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SNK character college au fashion headcanons pt.2

AOT character modern style headcanons

Based solely off of my opinions of characterizations of each character

Characters mentioned: Eren Jaeger, Mikasa Ackerman, Armin Arlert, Jean Kirschstein, Connie Springer, Sasha Braus, Marco Bodt

Warnings: none

Eren Jaeger:

110% got to where he is now style wise because of Mikasa

Some gorpcore going on

Now a lot more comfortable trying different types of pieces and layering

Doesn’t do much with anything outside of dark neutrals

When all else fails he goes to his baggy leather jacket

When he feels a little spicy he will add a tie to his white button up and layer it with a leather jacket

Usually will go to a baggy pair of cargos and oversized tee for class

Mikasa Ackerman:

Mikasa definitely dapples into grunge fashion with a little touch of acubi

She is an entire thrift flip and sewing GOD, she knows how to tailor and make certain thrift finds to her taste. And even makes her own clothing

LOVES layering and always always knows how to make it look so cohesive

Looks like a fashion design student but isn't...if anything she makes the fashion design majors on campus QUAKE

Distressed tights and leather platform enthusiast

Armin Arlert:

Our soft boy always

won't catch him outside of anything that isn't knit or cotton

always will prioritize being comfortable and breathable for school

but never makes it look bummy

Loves a good loafer every now and then. Stays stacked with sweater vests, cardigans, and button ups

Definitely didn't take notes from other dudes he would see in cafes while he would study

Jean Kirschstein:

Sticks to basics, that aren't basic looking but more so timeless and effortless

Anything neutral he is all for

Loves a good button up tank combo

Can catch him with an army green shoulder bag at almost all times on campus, in his head it's a 2 in 1. Solid for carrying his sketchbook and supplies but also just a good add onto all his fits

Has a plethora of leather jackets

Connie Springer:

The Conman is the street style expert

Definitely has moved past his hype beast street style phase

Takes pride in knowing that he is, if not always one of the best dressed dudes in his classes

Inspirations from Tyler The Creator and Steve Lacy

Loves experimenting with layers and accessories, but has learned that less is more

confidently believes he singlehandedly brought back jorts on campus

wears a crossbody at all times

Sasha Braus:

Moved out of her grunge fairy core, mini shirt & baggy jean phase

Loves pulling inspo from 90s and 2000s downtown girl fashion

Layering and knit wear are her faves

You know she will always prioritize comfort but not at the expense of looking cute

Forces Connie to take daily fit pics of her in the library

Has a claw clip in at all times

Loves stripes and other cute patterns

Marco Bodt:

Clean boy aesthetic personified

Loves adding a good jacket over anything

Cute boy in the library core lmao

Cuffing his jeans is his trademark

sticks to classic vintage chuck 70s converse, reeboks, or old school vans

That cute boy who instead of wearing a backpack to class, wears a tote bag or shoulder bag instead

#aot modern au #attack on titan headcanons #eren jaeger #mikasa ackerman #armin arlert #jean kirschtein #connie springer #sasha braus #marco bodt #aot college au #Spotify

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savkirschtein · 2 years

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Resources:

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savkirschtein · 2 years

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the fic series "unexpected" by @battoddster is plagiarized from ao3 user @pontmercy44's fic written in 2017. the fic is completely copied and pasted as some names weren't even replaced. just thought you should know.

Oh my I had no idea, I had searched for myself on ao3 and it’s true! Thank you for telling me, I feel bad for supporting the story. But they deactivated their acc completely. Thank you for informing me!

The original story:

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THIS IS SO CUTE THANKS FOR THE TAG BBY MUAH😚 @starryenigma

from top left to right: (Jean x Sav ) (Nanami x Sav)

And bottom left to bottom right: (Mikasa x Sav) (Osamu x Sav)

no pressure tags!: @cho-fics @shingia @heich0e @levi-supreme

couple goals tag game!

Making myself a little selfship aesthetics game because I needed it hehehe.

Gimme your top 4 (or 6 if you need more room) selfships and your couple’s aesthetic bc y’all know you’d behave differently in different relationships N I WANNA SEE IT

Mine are, left to right: fairiwa (iwaizumi x fairy), meiary (meian x fairy), drakry (draken x fairy) and fairygami (kunigami x fairy)

Tagging //if you want to ofc, I know maybe some of you don’t selfship// @seijorhi @bakatenshii @itsleese @delirieum @titan-fodder @terushimooo @8kh @mulberrysilk

#🌿tag games

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savkirschtein · 2 years

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The AOT friend groups after a break up headcanons

Modern college SNK friend group au headcanons/semi imagine

characters: (Eren Jaeger, Mikasa Ackerman, Armin Arlert) (Jean Kirschtein, Connie Springer, Sasha Braus, Marco Bodt)

Multiple characters x gn! reader or fem!reader, w/ ex male s/o

Warnings: FLUFF! mentions of ED! cheating, depression, alcohol, threatening of violence, vandalism, doxxing and cussing

Eren, Mikasa, Armin:

• You had just gotten out of a 2 year relationship, after catching your boyfriend cheating on you. Needless to say shit was rough.

• But now your friends were worried sick. Your distance was understandable, but that didn’t make them worry any less.

• Eren and Armin were kept up to date about you through Mikasa. As not only was she your best friend, but also your roommate.

• Mikasa had been the one to wake you up every morning for your classes, making sure you at least ate a granola bar on your way out to class.

• Because although she knew you’d much rather lay in bed all day, Mika knew deep down that you would regret slipping up in class more later on.

• And of course the boys were supportive. They both would send texts in the morning or throughout the day.

Armeen👼🏼: If you need a coffee, I got your regular latte with oat milk for after your morning lecture💙

Ereh👹: I got you a bowl from chipotle, imma head up to yours and Mika’s apartment to drop it off before my class starts

• But Eren, Mikasa, and Armin allowed you, your space for the most part. Making sure not to bring the topic up at all until you were ready. And not forcing you to go out if you didn’t want to.

• But once it hit the end of the 2nd week of your break up, they knew that by then was a good time to step in.

• Mikasa had a late lecture on Friday night, meaning she probably wouldn’t be back till 7. So that left you in your apartment all alone until she would eventually come home.

• Lights off in the entire apartment. Laying in your room which has now developed quite the mess. Clothes both clean and dirty that you’ve refused to fold and put away, or put in your hamper. Empty, and half filled water bottles you would forget to put in the trash. Assignments and textbooks astray that you couldn’t bring yourself to organize let alone do.

• As of late you had been doubting your self worth, these part 2 weeks have just been beating you down. And truthfully it feels like nothing could possibly make you feel better. You’ve lost motivation to do even the most basic things like shower.

• And on top of all of that. You felt bad because for the past 2 weeks you’ve been shutting out the 3 people who you care for the most. They were only trying to be supportive, and yet here you were loathing around, when they were only trying their best.

• Everything you used to find easy and fun, became so difficult to even attempt and dull.

• You get taken out of your daze by a knock on the front door. Which left you puzzled because nobody should even be home, and the only people that would be, were busy.

• You open the door and take in the sight of your 3 childhood best friends with bags in hand. Smiling at you in your crumpled form, wearing 3 day old sweat pants, and oversized t-shirt.

• From what you can see in the bags in their hands, poking out were your favorite snacks, drinks, and even face masks.

• Immediately you just break down crying.

• Knowing that the 3 of them were busy with class, homework, or work, and yet here they were right in front of you. Purposely putting their own obligations aside just for you.

• Eren bursts through the door and drops the bags on the side to embrace you in the biggest hug, with Mikasa and Armin coming in on the sides to hold you as well.

• Eren wipes your tears with his thumbs, as Mikasa brushes your stray hairs aside and tucking them behind your ear, with Armin rubs your back to soothe you as well.

• Once you guys got settled, the 3 of your friends just let you vent. Getting all of your tears, and frustrations out. Occasionally making their own comments and remarks.

“I swear to god, I’ll put him on his ass Y/N just say the word.” Eren being the protective friend he is just clenched his fists together hearing every word that came from your mouth, all with a scowl on his face. With Mika and Armin thinking of their own plots.

“Or pop his tires, or maybe we should key his car. Or I’ll do it by myself. You said that ugly ass car meant a lot to him right?” Mikasa brings up as she looks at you, saying it in a tone that let you know she was actually considering it.

"Or I can beat his ass too." She adds, confident in her ability to put the man that broke your heart in his place.

“What if we doxxed him.” Armin said so nonchalantly, as he took a drink from the wine Mikasa bought, that you all didn’t even really grasp what he said until it really settled. Making you all laugh till your ribs began to hurt. But Armin was honestly being partially serious.

• After getting what you needed to out by venting. You 4 ended up playing all of your favorite board games, and video games from when you were younger.

• Making cookies together with the pre-made dough, snacking on all of your favorite snacks and drinks.

• Doing skin care, and putting face masks on together. To which Eren and Armin ended up asking if you guys could do face masks more often afterwards, because of how relaxing and nice their skin felt afterwards.

• And binge watching your guys’ favorite shows and anime together, until eventually you all knocked out.

• You end up waking up at 2 am to something falling on the ground, only to find your friends scrambling to pack stuff in a picnic basket, gathering blankets, pillows, and even the lawn chairs from the closet by the entrance door.

“Dammit Eren.” Mikasa palms her forehead as she stood in the kitchen packing the picnic basket. With Armin folding the blankets and packing the pillows shaking his head on the other end of the couch.

Eren picks up the lawn chair he dropped and turns to you with a shy and apologetic smile.

“My bad Y/N. We weren’t going to wake you till we were done.” He rubs his neck after throwing the chair bag’s strap over his shoulder.

“Just hurry up and take the stuff to the car you two.” Mika makes her way to you still dazed and half asleep on the couch. She plops down on the open part of the couch near your stomach and fixes a stray hair out of your face. As Eren walks towards the door, Armin follows shortly behind, lightly slapping the back of his head on their way out.

“What’s going on?” You ask with a raspy voice, still a bit fuzzy in the head, probably from the amount of wine you had drunk.

“We thought you could use a bit of fresh air, I already packed your hoodie in Eren’s car. Come on.” She gently ushers you off the couch holding both of your hands and pulling you out of the apartment. Making sure to lock the door behind you both.

Eren and Armin were already in the complex parking lot waiting for you both in the car after packing everything. Mikasa taking the passenger seat, as you take the seat behind Eren’s driver, with Armin across from you.

Armin is quick to put the unused part of the blanket he had over his legs on you, making sure it’s covering your arms, and sharing the warmth. Making you smile at him.

As Eren continues to drive on the empty roads, do you realize exactly where you’re all heading.

The beach.

You arrive and it was completely dark, with the occasional light post, and the smallest help of lighting from the moon.

Mikasa hands you your oversized hoodie to put on before you step out. Knowing it’s about to be freezing. While Eren and Armin get out of the car to grab everything. When you and Mika step out the car to help gather whatever the boys couldn’t carry, you head out to the sand to pick a spot on the empty beach.

After setting up the blanket and pillows on top of the sand, along with the chairs, picnic basket, lantern light, and mini speaker. You all settle down, sat close to each other with a huge blanket wrapped around all of you, binding the four of you together.

Almost reminiscent of how it was like when you were kids, merely teenagers at the beach huddled close for warmth sharing a blanket together at midnight. Eren on the left holding one end of the blanket, Mikasa on your right, and Armin on the other end holding the other end.

And for a while it’s just silent with nothing but the crashing of the waves, and Eren’s playlist of songs that reminded him of you, Mikasa and Armin being the only things heard.

From there you felt at ease, of course the heartbreak you had just endured was painful. But in that moment, you felt nothing but warmth, nothing but pure love for the three people at your sides. And nothing but the love they had for you as well.

They were your childhood best friends, they were your family. They knew you best, and you couldn’t help but be grateful, and wonder how did you ever get so lucky. So lucky, to be able to watch the sky slowly be painted with the beautiful, warm hues of oranges, pinks, and yellows of the sunrise.

In the midst of a heart ache that you swore would never go away, you were able to feel the tightness around you heart ease even if it was for just a moment. But that was all owed to the people at your sides that you were lucky enough to call your best friends.

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Jean, Connie, Sasha, & Marco:

• After finding out that your boyfriend of 3 years had not only been cheating on your for 2 months, but had been cheating on you with multiple people. Let’s just say you were not in the best shape.

• You were hurt. Has heartache ever hurt this bad before? Why did it look like the world was losing its color?

• And on top of that, you were embarrassed. This person you were so dedicated to, talked so highly of, and loved deeply, had just turn his back on you. And betrayed all of that. He made you look stupid and naive.

• Your friends on the other hand felt bad, but more than anything they were PISSED. After you had told them everything in the middle of a breakdown, they just couldn’t let it slide so easily.

• Especially since they were the ones that had to deal with the aftermath of your broken heart, not that they minded at all. But having to see how badly of a toll it took on you, it only made them more angry.

• With Sasha being your roommate and best friend, she had to watch you first hand, sleep the days away, struggle to get out of bed, skip meals, and slowly look like you were withering away.

• Of course she did her best for you, packing you sandwiches in your bag before you would head off to class in the morning from your guy’s shared apartment. Waking you up so you can at least have a chance to make it to class.

• And she would text Jean, Connie, and Marco how you were doing. Keeping them up to date

Y/N protection squad🤝

Sash👩‍❤️‍👩: I at least got her to eat a piece of toast before she left for class.

Jeanie🧑🏼‍🌾: that’s good, I’ll probably get lunch with her later and see what happens. That asshole really fucked everything up for her.

Cornelius💂🏻‍♀️: my question is…WHY👏🏼 HAVEN'T👏🏼 WE 👏🏼JUMPED 👏🏼THAT👏🏼 MF 👏🏼YET👏🏼🤨😫😫

DeMarcus👰🏻: to be honest…yeah, why haven’t we done that yet :/

Sash👩‍❤️‍👩: MARCO???? HELPPP😭

Cornelius💂🏻‍♀️: MARCO STOP I KNOW YOU LYING.

Cornelius💂🏻‍♀️: YOU AINT ABOUT IT MARCO

Jeanie🧑🏼‍🌾: I say we do something

Sash👩‍❤️‍👩: 👀

Cornelius💂🏻‍♀️: 👀

DeMarcus👰🏻: When. And where.

• It was Friday of the 2nd week of your break up. Usually you and your friends would have gone out like usual to either the diner down the street from campus, maybe a drive in movie, the roller rink, or even froyo.

• But because of your distance and lack of socializing within the past 2 weeks, your friends thought it was best to just not press you about going out.

• So instead of doing anything without you they all just said they’d do whatever individually. The same way they had to last week when you refused to leave your room in yours and Sasha’s apartment.

• Connie saying he’d probably hit the gym with his teammates, Jean opting for working on his art project early, and Sasha and Marco saying they’d just pick up shifts at their part time jobs.

• You on the other hand just lied curled up on the couch of your now empty apartment. Refusing to stay even a second longer in the depression mess that has become your room. Literally exhausted, even after sleeping till noon, and taking a long nap even after that.

• No matter the amount of sleep you were exhausted, mentally, physically and emotionally. The lack of energy had you failing to even attempt to eat the fruit Marco had bought, cut, and packed away in a Tupperware for you in the fridge. Drinking water felt like a chore too.

• Before you knew it you fell back into a deep slumber. Only to be awoken, by the looks of the time on your phone, an hour later. To a FaceTime notification…

Cornelius💂🏻‍♀️

would like to FaceTime…

You press the red button to decline. Putting the phone down underneath the pillow to go back to sleep, only for ANOTHER call notification to come in.

DeMarcus👰🏻

would like to FaceTime…

You yank your phone out from underneath the pillow and press the green button this time to answer with a harshness in your voice both from just being waken up, and also from irritation.

“WHAT.” You say as the light from your side of the phone lights Marco’s freckled face, who seemingly is in the dark of his van, with maybe street light posts lit from behind him.

“Well. First of all. Hi Y/N! I’m doing great, thank you for asking. I hope you ate the fruit I cut and packed away for you this morning…now. You were saying?” Marco says in a kind, but also slightly passive aggressive way as his way to say ‘I don’t appreciate your tone’ to which you sigh and collect yourself.

“Sorry Marco, I’m just tired. What’s up?” You say with a better tone now after being put in check by your friend.

“Well I was going to ask—HEY” Marco gets cut off by his phone forcefully being turned to another familiar face.

“OH SO YOU ANSWER HIM, BUT NOT ME?” Connie yells after turning the lights on the car roof in Marco’s van on, coming up from the backseat. Only for you to hear familiar laughs and chuckles, both that you knew belonged to Jean and Sasha.

“You interrupted my nap. So yes. I declined your call. Disrespectfully.” You say unamused, as you were still tired. Only to make Jean laugh even louder from the passenger seat beside Marco, and Sasha in the backseat behind him. To which Connie gets offended and playfully sticks his tongue out, before flipping you off and settling back into his seat.

Sasha gets up this time, to lean over the glove department towards Marco’s phone to get your attention.

“Come outside babe. We’re going somewhere.” She grins knowingly with excitement. As the boys all watch you on the screen shuffle to sit up from the couch. Going over to the window of your guy’s living room window which saw out to the complex lot. To see Marco’s infamous van parked on the curb.

“But—” Before you can even answer Sasha is quick to cut you off.

“Nope. We aren’t giving you an option this time. I’m telling you girl. You have to come outside now.” Sasha points to you through Marco’s camera.

“It’s either you come outside or me and Connie are going in.” Jean says as he turns Marco’s phone towards himself, giving you a stern look. Making you groan, knowing damn well that he was serious.

“…whatever.” You roll your eyes in defeat, making all four of your friends cheer in unison at their small victory to get you out the apartment.

“And bring a jacket or something it’s going to be cold.” He finishes before Connie snatched the phone out of Marco’s hands.

“YOU GOT 5 MINUTES BOO. NO MORE. NO LESS.” Is all he yells before ending the call out of nowhere. Groaning once more you take yourself to your room to grab the oversized flannel you took from Jean. Sliding it on, before grabbing and lacing up your converse, and heading out the door.

• As you head down the elevator to the lobby do you begin to feel anxious. You had only ever left the apartment for school. Since your part time job was on campus you didn’t have to go anywhere else.

• This whole breakup had you stripping yourself of all things that were fun. All things normal. Not because you wanted to of course. But because it also stripped you of your motivation, stripped you of ability to feel excitement.

• So whatever your friends had planned you hoped deep down could help. Because truthfully, you also felt bad for them. They’ve been so supportive and loving through all of this. And your lack to give it back, let alone do anything at all made you feel like you were holding them back, and becoming a burden.

As soon as you’re met with the stingingly cold air, you’re quick to make a small jog to the van. With your four best friends waiting impatiently inside.

You take a look through the front windshield to see them all cheerily smiling with the yellow light from the roof of the car lighting their faces. Shaking your head and rolling your eyes, you force yourself to the door on Marco’s side sliding it open, with Connie popping out to let you in.

“BOUT DAMN TIME.” He playfully rolls his eyes, earning him a flick to the forehead from you as you hop in to the seat next to Sasha, Connie sliding in next to you afterwards.

You look to the Jean and Marco in the front seats, raising your eyebrows, waiting for some sort of explanation of what is going on. To which Marco holds up two rolls of toilet paper, and Jean in the passenger seat holding up two cartons of eggs.

Your eyes widen, then Sasha taps your shoulder to look at the back seat of the van. You lift yourself up to turn over and look to see more packs of toilet paper and cartons of eggs in the backseat as well. She smiles at you proudly, you turn to see Connie smirking with his eyebrow raised. You snap your attention forward to the two in the front, knowing exactly where this was going.

“Let’s do this.”

As if your ex cheating on you wasn't embarrassing enough. Mf was also in a frat. As to why you let that red flag slide so easily, don't know. But this little mission your friends had planned was perfect.

He and his frat would be competing at a Brotherhood tournament or some shit. Meaning their house was vacant.

And that these mfs really lied about doing everything they said they would to do this.

As soon as you pull up to the curb, of the familiar three story, brick house. Jean hops out quickly to pop the trunk of the van. With Sasha and Connie on both sides of you, turning to lean over their seats, reaching behind to grab toilet paper and cartons of eggs from the back.

Marco braces himself as he gets out of the driver's seat to help Jean out. You sit between your two friends, now kind of unsure of all of this, but as Jean slides the door on Sasha's side open from outside, he looks at you with a reassuring look knowing exactly what you're thinking.

"Don't feel bad for that asshole, or his punk ass frat Y/N. They don't deserve it" He says with rolls of toilet paper in his hands. And Sasha turns to face you with a kind smile on her face.

"Jean's right hon, he doesn't deserve a single ounce of your sympathy. Not after what he did." She takes your hand in her warm one. With Connie nodding on your left, agreeing with the other two.

"He's a thot in a frat full of thots Y/N, if anything we are doing community service." Connie adds, making you laugh.

"And besides, this will give those man whores an excuse to actually clean their stank ass house." He lightly pats your shoulder before sliding out on his side, with egg cartons in his hands. Walking to meet Marco on the other side of the van, behind Jean.

"But of course, if you don't want to Y/N, we don't have to. We can always do something else. Don't feel pressured to do this. And if you don't want us to, we can totally pack up and go eat, or hang at the pier or something." Marco comes into view, standing beside Jean with understanding eyes. As the rest of your friends look to you waiting on an answer. To which you answer by taking a roll of toilet paper from Sasha's arms with a smile.

"If Marco is willing to do this, then it would be criminal to opt out." You hop out after Sasha, all five of you looking at each other and laugh before going to work on the house.

The entire process of the egging and TP'ing the house Marco made sure to stay on the side walk, close to the trunk to supply the four of you with eggs and toilet paper. But also to keep an eye out for anyone who may be coming, in case he may have to book it to the driver's seat.

Connie and Sasha both take their rolls and run around the porch of the house wrapping them around the pillars. Giggling as they run down the steps to finish part of the job by throwing them on the tall trees of the lawn. Leaving streamers of toilet paper dangling from the branches. While you and Jean just went ape shit with the eggs, chucking them at the windows, on the cement, and the roof.

"You would think that as rich as frats are, they'd get a ring camera or something." Jean chuckles at how you guys really were about to potentially get away with this.

"Oh they will, after this." You laugh as you chuck another egg at one of the windows. Marco then runs up to you two, holding silly string cans up, more than happy to give them to you both after handing some to Sash and Connie.

Then all five of you just run around the lawn and porch with silly string of all different colors, spraying them all over the place. Anywhere it could stick to, the weird strings of purple, green, orange, pink, and blue were there. You all get so caught up in the fun of it, that you forget that this was all being done out of spite of your ex.

As you all continue the job, Connie jogs back to the van trunk to grab more cans of silly string, before he sees headlights approaching from down the street. His eyes widen knowing exactly who was coming.

"YOU GUYS WE GOTTA GO. LIKE. NOW." He yells from the trunk of the van. Making you and Marco look like dears in headlights as you stand on the porch. And Jean and Sasha freeze in the middle of lawn.

Connie sprints to the driver's seat of the van, knowing there was no time to get into the usual positions. Starting it up as you all drop everything and make a break for the open back seat of the van.

"HURRY THE FUCK UP." Connie yells leaning over the wheel to look out the open passenger seat door at you guys.

Marco is quick to drop the cans and grab your hand to drag you along. With Jean and Sasha literally diving into the back seat already.

"COME ON!" Sasha yells as she looks past Jean at you and Marco.

Both of you look to see the bright headlights approaching closer, before splitting up. Marco hopping into the passenger, and you literally jumping into the laps of Sasha and Jean in the back seat.

Connie quickly speeds off, before Jean can even close the back door, or even let you get yourself to sit between the both of them. While Connie makes sharp turns into different neighborhoods as a way to lose anyone who could be on your guys' tail. Sasha and Jean swiftly help you off their laps to sit in between them both. Then with all of you looking over your shoulders making sure you weren't being followed.

And once Connie was sure the coast was clear, he stopped in a quiet empty parking lot of a park. As soon as he parked, both him and Marco turn around to look at Sasha, you, and Jean in the backseat. And you all immediately break down dying in a burst of laughter at each other.

"I can't believe we just did that." Marco giggles.

"That shit was too good." Connie cackles as he wipes tears from his eyes, from laughing so hard. With you, Sasha, and Jean all leaning on each other for support, trying to regain composure with your stomachs all hurting from the laughter, and cheeks hurting from smiling so much.

"I want a milkshake." Sasha sighs once everything died down, and you all had caught your breaths.

And immediately as soon as those words leave her mouth you all give each other knowing looks and smirks, with Marco and Connie without hesitation hopping out to switch seats.

From there you guys make your way to the local diner you all go to often together, and treat yourselves to the usual milkshakes, refillable baskets of fries, and burgers after a successful mission. Laughing at parts being brought up from your chaotic night, reminiscing on old memories from middle school and high school, and simply enjoying the presence of each other.

And as you sat in the booth between Marco and Sasha, with Jean and Connie across from you, you begin to feel at peace. The most at peace and comfort you had felt since the ending of your shitty relationship. Your heart for the first time in two weeks swelled with warmth, and not pain.

Your friends all glancing at you occasionally amidst the conversations, just glad to see color returning back to your face, and the brightness of your smile coming back.

And although the emotions of sadness, resentment, and heartache were still far from over. These feelings you were experiencing in the moment, feelings of love, importance, home. Were the starts of your heart coming back together happily.

All because of the hilarious, caring, crazy, and loving four people at your sides. The four people you were lucky enough to call your best friends.

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𝐌𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐒𝐍𝐊 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

Modern college friend group au headcanons

Characters: (Eren Jaeger, Mikasa Ackerman, Armin Arlert), (Jean Kirschtein, Connie Springer, Sasha Braus, Marco Bodt)

multiple aot characters x fem!reader

Eren, Mikasa, Armin:

only way you could’ve gotten into this friend group was if you grew up with them

Having just moved into the same neighborhood in 5th grade, Armin had brought you along after being introduced by his parents. Thinking it would be great idea that Mikasa could be friends with another girl

Armin was a shy but well versed child, always willing to lend a hand. And if he didn’t have an answer to a question you had. HE WAS GOING TO FIND IT

Mikasa was the reserved and quiet one. Very observant, and you realized that in the way she would step in to fix a strand of hair from your face, or when she was quick to stop Eren to tie his shoes

Eren, hot headed and full of energy. Basically called the shots for all of you, none of you minded though. But nonetheless you could tell he loved all of you

Especially in the way that he wouldn’t stand for people making fun of Armin, or when he would always try and carry both yours and Mika’s school bags on the walk home

Mika having been the only girl in the group, was used to taking care of the other two. Bringing extra snacks with her, knowing Eren always forgets his, or packing napkins, because she knows Armin has allergies and his nose gets runny

So when you came along, and extended those efforts towards her. She would be very awkward and very reluctant in accepting your gestures. As she had been so used to being the care taker

But it warmed her heart feeling taken care of, and she easily warmed up to you

You guys always walked to school and home together

5th grade all the way through 8th grade the 4 of you made it a tradition to have sleepovers in Armin’s treehouse every Friday after school, playing videos games, and board games

Which had to be opted out for movie marathon nights with a sheet and projector in Eren’s backyard, once you guys got into high school

Though the 4 of you literally looked like an odd mix, considering Mikasa was that quiet grunge type on the lacrosse team, Eren being that low-key try hard on the basketball team, Armin on the academic decathlon team who was also the president of a book club on campus, and you doing your own thing with sports or arts

people honestly just never understood how the 4 of you despite being so seemingly different in aesthetics and interests, were so close

but because you were all so close since you were young, it never bothered any of you

all of you always made time to support each other, whether that be going to Mika’s games, or supporting Eren’s team fundraiser at a carwash, or watching Armin compete in the academic decathlon, or them showing up with signs to your own competitions

Mika and Eren had their licenses by junior year, but Mikasa was the only one who had a car of her own at the time

So her and Eren would switch off driving. Whether that be to pick up you and Armin for school, or literally anything else.

Senior year was definitely a bit of a rough patch for the 4 of you

with college and the future in mind, splitting different ways was a definite possibility, which did not sit right with anyone

considering Eren had an athletic scholarship to SSU (Shiganshina University)

Armin had been accepted into just about all the universities, and Ivy Leagues he had applied to

Mikasa with her own full ride scholarships to different schools

And you with your own academic and athletic scholarships of your own

Splitting up seemed inevitable, which was like a looming cloud over all of your heads

But that all subsided after you all agreed to apply to a college out of your lists together had been accepted, which was SSU

So without question you all decided to make that next move, together.

Eren’s mom even had the bright idea of throwing a grad party for all of you, to which the rest of the mothers and guardians all excitedly agreed on. As a way to send you all off, but instead you guys just wanted one last late night movie marathon

Eren’s major: Business

Mikasa’s major: Pre-med

Armin’s major: History

When it came down to housing or dorms, you, Mikasa, and Armin lucked out. Eren…not so much

You and Mika being roommates thankfully, and Armin even getting his own dorm by himself. But Eren sadly was the only one separated

When you all first arrived to campus you all split off to your dorms and began unpacking, the boys finished up first. And then took it upon themselves to grab food and take it yours and Mika’s shared dorm and help you both out with the rest

Eren being the only one rooming with a stranger, would take it upon himself to crash on Armin’s floor. Or sneaking into yours and Mikasa’s dorm for food.

Armin unknowingly began to take mental note of things anyone would forget. Whether that be Mikasa and her portable charger, you and your hydroflask, Eren and his…well everything

As well as your schedules. Hell, he even had sticky notes of everyones schedules. And made sure to send morning texts before any of you woke up reminding you to not forget anything. Even on days he wouldn’t have class he never forgot to send out his daily reminders

Mikasa being the mother hen she was would make sure she had yours and her own lunch packs ready to go on each others desks, or texting you whenever she was out getting food

And when you would respond and say you were all good, she never listened and always came back with something for you

Being the best friend she was, if you texted her in the middle of class that you were hungry whenever she didn’t have class. She would be waiting outside the hall, food in hand for you both to eat

Eren has always been protective of his best friends, and though he had mellowed out as you all got older, that sense of responsibility to protect the 3 of you only grew. Especially now that the 4 of you were on your own

And he always walked you back to the dorms if you had a night class. ALWAYS, especially after that one time you texted to the group chat

the 3 musketeers…and Eren

Y/N: 😟

Armeen👼🏼: is everything alright?

Mika👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩: are you on your way back to the dorm?

Ereh👹: what’s up?

Y/N: idk I just feel like somebody is following me, might just be tripping out y’all don’t worry🥱

Mika👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩: I’ll walk you back, just give me like 2 minutes

Armeen👼🏼: I wish I could but my lecture doesn’t end for another 10😔

Y/N: no no it’s okay guys really I’ll just sprint 🦾

Y/N: and Mika you’re crazy if you think I’m letting you bust a marathon just to get to me tf🤨

Mika👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩: 🙄

Literally not even a minute later you heard loud footsteps treading in a sprint towards you, looking up it was none only than breathless Eren

Who had ran all the way from his dorm across campus just to make sure everything was alright

Walking you to your dorm and would wait until you got inside to take his leave back to his own, even if he got into trouble with the RA on multiple occasions, he never cared as long as he knew that you had gotten into your dorm safely

The 4 of you would go to Armin’s every Friday night to eat together, and binge new shows.

Because even if things were a little busy with school, or part time jobs, the would always remain the constant. Friday nights were for you guys, ever since you were kids, and that was never going to change

Parties in college weren’t really your guys’ thing

You all just preferred chilling with each other, studying together, cooking, and baking with eachother on your guys’ free time

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Jean, Connie, Sasha & Marco:

You and Sasha had been best friends since middle school

Sasha was just a bubbly girl with one hell of a sense of humor, who always was the plug for snacks

She even had a small business going in school, where she sold a variety of chips, drinks, and candy.

To which you both came across this one kid with a buzz cut , named Connie who always asked for free hot Cheetos. And he just turned out to be Sasha in a prepubescent boy’s form

Sasha was already pretty out there, but her and Connie together??? 😟

Connie was your typical lighthearted and energetic class clown that was pretty much the uninvited tag along with you and Sasha until you and her stopped nagging him to leave y’all alone

In 8th grade Connie had introduced to you and Sasha 2 boys who had transferred from Trost middle school

Jean and Marco. Both tall, lanky boys, quite different personalities. Jean, being the more blunt and hot headed 1 of the duo, and Marco the level headed and kind kid with freckles

The 5 of you came together and meshed into the perfect lil squad

Every Friday after school you guys would head to the gas station down the street for slurpees, and then the park, before heading to Jean’s where his mom would make you all her signature omelettes

Then she would leave you all to play Mario cart in the Kirschtein living room

Going into highschool you all did your own things

Jean and Connie joined the basketball team, Marco in lacrosse and apart of a book club, Sasha had taken interest in graphic design, and you, obviously left to your own devices in either arts or sports

Sasha still ran her lil food plug business of course

But things never shifted between the 5 of you

Marco and Jean being the first ones to get their licenses as soon as they turned 15 OBVIOUSLY was the game changer for all of you

Marco’s little mini van became the squad car, picking you all up for school, driving up to piers, going to beaches

Jean had been helping his dad fix up his old truck, which ended up being passed to him when he got his license

Then your Friday slurpee runs turned into Saturday nights at the local diner. (Since Fridays Connie and Jean, and Marco or you had games)

Where you’d all just share the refillable fries and milkshakes (considering y’all were broke high schoolers)

Which would lead y’all to the arcade that Connie’s uncle owned, so you would all get free coins

And if you guys had taken Jean’s truck that meant drive in movies, with you and Sasha being responsible for snacks and drinks, Marco bringing pillows and blankets, Jean with the ride of course, and Connie ya know…being there

When the end of senior year approached, it definitely came faster than intended. And none of you liked it

Because the highly avoided conversation of what would happen to you all would at some point need to be had

Junior year though you all applied to one university together. And if you all got accepted then you’d consider going

But no one wanted to hold anyone back from any sort of opportunities if it meant going to different schools, but at the same time no one wanted to split up either

So you all applied to a variety of schools on your own, but ultimately betted everything on SSU. Which you all got accepted into, thankfully

Sasha’s major: Communications

Connie’s major: Communications

Jean’s major: Art

Marco’s major: Education

Marco and Jean were able to get a dorm together, Connie rooming with a teammate from the school basketball team

You and Sasha got a apartment together in the complexes only a small walk from campus

on moving day the 5 of you loaded up in Marco’s minivan, and Jean’s truck

After unpacking everything, everyone went and basically made themselves at home in yours, and Sasha’s apartment. Having your guys’ first college meal of ramen and uncrustables on the floor

You and Jean made it your jobs to be the ones to get groceries, and delivering it to everyone’s dorms. Since the both of you didn’t have classes after 12, you would get cash apped money from the other 3 and go off campus together

Living with your bestie, and basically the boys too with how they literally stopped by everyday was nothing short of fun

Sasha literally everyday would find recipes on TikTok and force you to make them and test out the trends with her

One thing that was enforced and MANDATORY was Saturday morning study sessions in your apartment. Implemented by Marco of course, because he was NOT about to let any of you mfs stumble in a class if he could do anything about it.

Party invites usually get slid Connie’s way due to being on the basketball team, and this mf will DRAG ALL OF YOU to each and every one he gets invited to

Sasha being the best friend she is, always was there to get ready with you and help pick out outfits, makeup and hair. Waiting for Connie, Marco and Jean to get you both

Marco always stays close by to make sure if you or Sasha ever had to use the bathroom and leave your drink unattended, he’d take it and watch it for you

Placing his hand over your cup and patiently waiting for your return

Connie always making his rounds to ask if you were okay, and checking on the rest of the group too

With Jean watching over you and Sash wherever you two were in the room, he never took his eyes off the both of you. Making sure to ask you both where you were going if you ever had to leave his sight

But on the nights you guys would just chill together, it was all about binging on your guys’ fav anime at that time and eating snacks back at the apartment

And if you wanted to start a new one, Connie would put all of the suggestions into a wheel spinner app and from there you’d start a new series

Everyone worked part time jobs, with the exceptions of Jean and Connie. So the both of them would be responsible for getting lunches and bringing them for you, Marco, and Sasha

And on breaks you all went home together, stopping by the Kirschtein household first as usual for ‘welcome home omelettes’, as Mrs. Kirschtein would call them

But for the most part you guys would separate for the rest of break, as your families all wanted time with you all alone. Which was understandable but you all literally would start having withdrawals from eachother

Menaces and Marco

Cornelius💂🏻‍♀️: if my mom asks me to watch my siblings one more MF time ISTG🤺

Sash👩‍❤️‍👩: who you tellin, my parents got a whole orphanage up and runnin in this mf😟

DeMarcus👰🏻: isn’t the whole point of break…to be like…idk…with your family :|

Y/N: you trying to say you don’t miss us or sum Marco🤨

DeMarcus👰🏻: no no!! Ofc I miss you guys it’s just…you know what…nvm

Jeanie🧑🏼‍🌾: *coughs in only child*

Cornelius💂🏻‍♀️: Jean who???

Jeanie🧑🏼‍🌾: don’t you even

Cornelius💂🏻‍♀️: ASKED. LITERALLY. NOBODY ASKED🤢

Jeanie🧑🏼‍🌾: asshole

Y/N: you be asking for it…soooo

Sash👩‍❤️‍👩: I want fries from the diner🏃🏽‍♀️

Cornelius💂🏻‍♀️:👀

y/n:👀

DeMarcus👰🏻: already warming the van up

Sash👩‍❤️‍👩: PURRR💅🏼

Jeanie🧑🏼‍🌾: I’ll pick up Y/N, Marco you pick up Sash and Con. Since it takes the same amount of time to get Y/N

Jeanie🧑🏼‍🌾: WHOEVER IS LAST TO THE DINER PAYS

DeMarcus👰🏻: I don’t encourage driving and texting…but I’m already pulling out of my driveway :]

Needless to say, you and Jean made it to the Diner first, since mans was basically pushing 90 to get there

With the last 3 running in thinking they made it, and celebrating their so called victory. Giving high fives, and cheering, until they heard Jean’s whistle coming from the signature booth you 5 used to sit in, in Highschool. From the corner of the eatery

To which Connie starts blaming Marco for following all the speed limits lmaooo

You 5 spent the rest of the night eating the usual refillable fries, with milkshakes, and burgers

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𝐌𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐒𝐍𝐊 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

Modern college friend group au headcanons

Characters: (Eren Jaeger, Mikasa Ackerman, Armin Arlert), (Jean Kirschtein, Connie Springer, Sasha Braus, Marco Bodt)

multiple aot characters x fem!reader