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planeteroticaaa · 3 months

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— ALL MINE

(part of erotica’s & lovae’s valentines special💋)

ice hockeyplayer!jean who walked around the campus with the many gifts and trinkets various girls gave him, each one wishing him good luck for the big game today. he didn’t care about the chocolates, teddy bears, or the other stupid shit they gave him. hell, he didn’t even bother reading the love letters. none of it meant anything to him when he had to figure out an over the top way to make you his valentines because not only were you his soulmate and the one he’s supposed to grow old with, but he needed to win you back.

he walked past your lecture hall like he did everyday on his way to his own, thinking about how he used to be late to his own class trying to walk you to yours. it never mattered to him seeing as he always made up for it by participating in class and getting high grades on assignments. he didn’t know why he still poked his head inside the room to see if you were there. he tells himself and his friends that it’s to make sure you “got to class safely”, but in reality, he knows nothing’s gonna happen to you in the 5 to 6 minute walk from the dining hall to your lecture. truth be told, he really just wanted to see you. since the two of you broke up, you avoided him like the plague, but he knew you would have no choice but to see him when he’d visit the room you were in daily, using the fact that one of his teammates was in the same class as you.

though today was different because right when he was about to go into the room, he watched that very teammate ask you out with flowers and chocolates. he glared, scoffing watching you act all “excited” about candies you hated and flowers that weren’t even your favorite. it took everything in him to stop himself from going in there and breaking his jaw when you kissed his cheek and hugged him with your arms around his neck and his on your waist. how would you feel watching him kiss a girl after reading her love declaration?! it was even worse knowing he would have to play with him later today. the whole team knew he was still obsessed with you, especially this guy since he always teased jean about it so what fuck was he doing asking you out?

he thought about it the entire day. he knew that many guys were interested in you, but he didn’t think somebody would actually be bold enough to do something about their feelings. he had on his gear, ready for the final game of the season. his coach’s words of motivation went in one ear and out the other as he stared down his smug ass teammate. as everyone started to hype themselves up with different handshakes and chants, jean remained quiet, even bumping his shoulder going past him. his final straw was seeing you cheering at the game, just, not for him. you screamed that asshole’s name, your friends alongside you all happy about your possible new relationship and when he winked at you, jean tackled him onto the ice.

he knew he was in a world of trouble now once he got on top of him. he grabbed the collar of his shirt and began punching him, not stopping when the guy managed to get situated and got a few hits in, or when the security rushed over, or when he heard his coach yelling at him from the side. he had slight bruising on his cheek, his lip was bleeding, his knuckles were scratched up when he threw his gloves off, and he was being penalized and cussed out by his coach, but it was worth seeing you stare at him with your mouth gaped open. your more confused than pissed face said, “did you seriously just do that?” and the wink he gave you with the smirk on his lips while his coach spat in his face said, “yeah, and i’d do it a thousand times over.”

he wasn’t shocked when you went home right after the incident. he was hoping to talk to you once the game was over, but it worked out since it gave him time to buy the snacks and sweets you actually liked, flowers that were actually your favorite, and prepare his “i’m sorry, please take me back” speech. he originally wanted to do something crazy to show his never ending love, but it was clear after today he had no time to waste. with a done up basket, pretty flowers, and a speech he recited under his breath on the way to the door, he was ready though when he knocked on your front door and you opened it wearing his spare jersey he thought he lost with nothing visibly under it, arms crossed over your chest and leaning against the door frame with a disapproving look on your face, everything he planned to say left him at that very second. “well?” you asked with an eyebrow raised. “gimme another chance?” he asked, an unsure grin on his pretty, bandaged face. you looked him up and down and just sighed before grabbing him by his shirt collar and dragging him inside the room.

“s-shit baby…you’re squeezing me so tight,” he groaned, his head thrown back on your pillow, big, veiny hands on your hips as you bounced yourself on his cock with your hands back behind you on his strong thighs. you almost forgot how big and girthy his dick was, the stretch burning you when you first sat down on it after months of nothing and guys that were no match to him. “look so beautiful riding me like that,” he said mostly to himself, staring up at you with lust blown pupils, taking in the blissful expressions you made and the softness of your breast as he massaged them under the jersey.

fuck, it felt amazing, the veins running along his length grazing your walls, the curve ensuring the fat tip hit you right where you needed it, the thickness of it giving you that same delicious burn from before that had your legs about to give out, the ring of white cream you made at the base of his cock dripping down his balls, ass sticking to his pelvis from your mixed, gluey essences. you were getting tired and he could tell you were with how you occasionally didn’t bounce, but instead rocked your hips with your nails digging into his skin and biting down on your bottom lip.

he watched you, wondering when you’d quit being stubborn and admit you need help as he moved his hands all over your body, pinching your nipples, gripping your waist, harshly slapping your ass. he hadn’t had you like this in months, dick inside your tight walls making a mess all over him and whatever surface was beneath you. how long had it been since you fucked somebody? he hadn’t done anything to any woman since you’d broken up, even going as far to tell them that he was still with you. well, it didn’t matter, he could tell from the whimpers and whines that left your lips as your desperately rode him to continue that sensation of his cock bruising your cervix that if anybody fucked you, it wasn’t like this.

it was when your pace significantly slowed down that he sighed and pulled you down to him. your arms immediately wrapped around his neck like you were waiting for him to do this as he propped his feet into the bed sheets. with his hands on your ass, spreading it apart, he started to thrust up into your pussy. you screamed, eyes rolling back as his fat cock dragged in and out of you, balls slapping against you from the fast, rough change in pace. you could tell much he missed you from the way he hugged you close to him while making you cream in his cock. “yes! j-jean—yes, just like that, don’t stop!” you cried out, drool dripping down your chin as he fucked you further through your orgasm, overstimulating your pussy when he reached a hand down to rub harsh circles on your puffy, throbbing clit.

“missed you so much, baby,” jean grunted, the speed of his thrust into your pussy not letting up. “i—i missed you too! missed you so much,” you cried, moving your head from its spot in the crook of your neck to look him in his light brown eyes. your lips soon met his, tongue hastily pushing inside his mouth and swirling along his after such a long time without one another. everything was messy, saliva coating both of your chins, the liquids from your previous orgasms painting the bedsheets and allowing him to better fuck up into you with ease, the thin layer of sweat that covered your bodies sticking the two of you together.

“please, please, please fill me up,” you babbled incoherently, begging when you felt his cock start twitching inside your tight, gummy walls. his thrust became rougher, the broken, but rough and intense rhythm of his mushroom tip hitting everywhere you needed it too taking you to the brink of another orgasm. “imma fill your pretty pussy with my cum…she’s missed me so much, hasn’t she?” “yes! s-so much!” you gasped, eyes in the back of your head and body jerking as you started creaming all over him again. “i’m cumming! ‘m cumming, ‘m cumming, fuckkk!” you practically sobbed, pussy gushing. your walls spasmed around his cock, making him pump your insides with his hot, thick, ropes of cum.

you felt it leak out of your abused hole as he continued to fuck and overstimulating the two of you through your orgasms to the point you were crying and he was biting down on your shoulder with his eyes rolled back. you continued to fill the room with the most filthy noises, the sweet squelching sound from you pussy echoing and the slapping of your skin on his being all that you could hear once he had you seeing stars because he didn’t stop, even when he was about to cry from the overwhelming feeling himself. he was just too scared to lose you again.

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sanb3rry · 1 year

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i like you a little ...

in which jean might have a tiny crush on you.

"for the last time, no, i don't like her."

jean knows lying won't do him any good, especially lying to his best friends.

jean likes you, he's liked you for a while actually.

he likes your smile, your humor, the way you carry yourself, he likes that you always know how he's feeling even when he doesn't say it and how you always brighten up his day. whenever you walk into the room, all the gloomy feelings he has evaporates.

he likes how you make him feel wanted. he likes every moment he spends with you, he likes the days when you two would go to the library to study, the days the two of you would go to cafes and just talk for hours, the days you two would go to a playground and just mess around, or the days you two would spend in his room just listening to vinyls.

he would climb the tallest mountains and swim the deepest of seas if it meant you'd be happy. his heart almost always beats out of his chest whenever he sees you.

"jean, it sounds like you're trying to convince yourself more than me" sasha replied, "i mean if you like her just go for it, y'know she probably likes you back" sasha added to herself.

"you think she might like me back? really?" jean said, connie and sasha share a look. "so you do like her?" sasha asked. jean widened his eyes, "loser, you can admit it, no ones gonna come out and get you." connie teased.

a day has passed since the conversation he had with his two friends, did he finally admit he liked you? no, of course not.

"thanks for walking me home, i appreciate it a lot." you said to break the silence. "i appreciate that you're letting me walk you home, i'd rather be here than anywhere else." he retaliated, and to make you even more flustered than you already were, he gave you his signature charming smile.

you nodded, "y'know, i've been hearing a lot of rumors in school." he looks at you confused, and also partly wishing his friend group didn't rat him out on his small crush on you. "rumors? what do you mean?"

you looked at him, "jean, do you want to go out to the carnival with me this weekend?" he blinked, why were you changing the topic so quickly? was it something he said? his thoughts were going a million miles a minute. "yea sure, i can pick you up. who's coming?" well, at least he sounded a bit suave.

"no, i mean, i want to go with you, just you, like just you and me." you were stumbling over your words, you were obviously very nervous. jean finds it very cute, but he couldn't admire you when he is equally as nervous and he's very certain his brain is malfunctioning.

"just you and me?" he asked to make sure he was hearing things right.

you nodded "just you and me, like a date, i mean that's how dates work right? i think, no i'm pretty sure they work like that, sorry, i'm rambling way too much"

jean is going to explode, his heart is actually gonna beat out of his chest, at least he'll die knowing you like him back.

"no no, i'm sorry i was just confused, i didn't think you liked me back" jean laughed awkwardly. "so the rumors i heard were true? i'm so relieved, i thought i was taking my chances here." you sighed.

"of course they're true! you are all i can think about if i'm gonna be honest." he confessed.

to say you were flustered was an understatement, "jean, i feel exactly the same about you, it's like you complete me, i wouldn't be me without you."

when those words came out of your mouth jean knew his tiny crush on you maybe isn't as tiny as he thought it was.

jean kissed you, he couldn't help himself. how could he? you're all he could dream of, and you just said you liked him back. but now he could add 'an amazing kisser' to the list of things he likes about you.

"i would love to take you on a date." he said after he pulled away.

"i hope you know i'll be holding you to that" you smiled.

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jearmincentral · 6 months

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With the ending in my mind, I have a HC that Armin and Jean actually didn’t officially get together until 5 years after… only because I see can that they would have emotional issues and issues regarding trust and I can see them being something emotionally not in the right place. Like at first, they tried to start something, but it was rooted in fear of losing the other. They loved each other but not in a way where they could’ve made space for the other due to the trauma they endured during their soldier days however they acknowledged this and though the breakup was really rough, it had to be done and they understood… However, when they got back together again after 5 years they were in a better headspace to really plan a future TOGETHER.

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favficbirthdays · 22 days

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Happy Birthday

Jean Kirstein (7th April)

Attack On Titan

#attack on titan #aot #aot jean #jean aot #aot jean kirstein #aot jean kirschtein #shingeki no kyojin #snk #snk jean #jean snk #snk jean kirstein #jean kirstein snk #snk jean kirschtein #jean kirstein #jean kirschtein #fictional birthday #april #april 7th

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otakugoddes · 1 year

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☆The Little Things☆

☆Jean Kirstein☆

~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~

A/N: This is Timeskip Jean btw

Jean leaned over the sink while he's shaving, the blade nicking him because he couldn't hold it properly, he wanted to get all the little beard that gathered up on his chin. You knock on the door and smile when he says come in, and boy does the sight of your man shirtless and hunched over trying to shave do things to you. Jean really aged well these past years, looking more rougishly handsome than before, and when those eyes flickered to you in the mirror--a small smile crossed his lips before he ran the blade up his neck.

"You cut yourself again!" You commented when he looked back down, not even realizing there was a little cut on his neck.

Jean sighed, "I'm not good at this!" He threw the blade into the sink, turning to face you and tilt his head up.

"Lemme help you, Jean!" You pull him away from the sink and sit on the edge of the basin, bringing him to stand between your legs.

Jean chuckled, your one hand firmly held his jaw--tilting it up slightly, while the other shaved the stubble and sideburns.

"What are you doing? Why aren't you shaving all off?" He noticed in the mirror that you didn't get the little goatee on his chin and gave you a 'stern look' when you smiled up at him. "It does not work!"

After cleaning his face off and having Jean face himself in the mirror you wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed a few kisses to his neck, "Trust me...the little goatee is working. It's working on me! You look hot You mumbled the last part.

Jean nodded, "Fine...if you think it's good, I'll keep it!" Though, you may have regretted telling him he looks good with us a little bit because he finds an excuse to use it against you.

Not that you mind.

~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~☆~

#zoë's rants #anime #aot x reader #jean kirstein x reader #aot drabbles #aot oneshots #aot scenarios #jean Kirsten oneshot #jean kirstein scenarios #jean kirstein #jean kirstein drabble #snk x reader #attack on titan #aot jean kirstein

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justlikeawartimenovelty · 3 months

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do not buy weed from this man

#attack on titan #insomnia art #jean kirstein #aot jean kirstein #snk #shingeki no kyojin

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katoruwu · 2 months

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I can't accept the fact that there are people who say Jean is a boring ore a bad character like bitch try to understand his character first

#jean kirschtien #attack on titan #shingeki no kyoujin #jean is my baby #aot jean kirstein

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i-literally-cant-with-this · 7 months

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Erwin, Reiner, Jean

Fuck-Pack Starter Kit // 3rd date edition (AOT) 👉👌

#erwin smith #erwin attack on titan #commander erwin #aot erwin #erwin smut #reiner aot #aot reiner #reiner braun #reiner smut #reiner braun smut #jean kirstein aot #aot jean kirstein #jean smut #jean kirstein attack on titan

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sanb3rry · 1 year

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Hi! I loved your Jean fic so much! 🥰🥰🥰

If you're still open to taking requests, could you possibly do one with an "enemies to lovers" and "hurt-comfort" tropes wherein reader and Jean are always arguing with each other (similar to the canon dynamic between Jean and Eren in the series), but Jean makes a remark that takes things too far and hurts the reader big-time so reader avoids him and Jean gradually realizes that he actually misses the reader.

lover boy !

in which jean's words finally get him in trouble.

cw : angst kinda??, asshole! jean, fem! reader, he gets better tho dw, angst to fluff.

"wow, fuck you jean" you bumped into him as you both played mario kart in connie's apartment. "not my fault you suck ass" he retorted.

your relationship with jean was complicated, to say the least. yea, you argued with each other but if anyone messes with you he'd beat their ass and the same goes for you with him.

you've been crushing on him for a while now but will you admit it? no. will you accept your friends' claims about him liking you back? no, obviously not.

this crush didn't come out of nowhere either, yes jean is very attractive but there are times when he's the nicest person to you. especially when you aren't feeling the best, he catches on to your emotions pretty quickly considering how close you two are.

like mentioned before it's complicated.

connie and sasha were giggling to themselves as they opened the pizza box you ordered. "honestly, why are you so annoying" you asked, "you only think i'm annoying cause i'm beating you in mario kart." he replied.

"that's not true, i think you're annoying all the time."

"uh huh, sure you do."

"ok, that's enough you two." sasha intervened. "anyways how'd that date go with that guy?" she changed the topic.

"shitty." you answered, her attempt to lift the mood had failed. "as expected." jean said.

"what's that supposed to mean?" you questioned, jean glanced at you and back at the tv. "i'm just saying that almost every date or relationship you've been in always ends up being "shitty" or whatever." he explained. "i'm starting to think maybe the problem isn't the guy.".

your eyes widened, "that's low, jean." connie said. "don't connie, i'm leaving." you said as you got your things. "c'mon, i didn't mean it like that" jean said, "yea, don't leave cause of him, please." sasha pleaded. "i'll text you when i get home." you said to sasha. and just like that you left.

"way to ruin the mood jean." connie remarked, "you better apologize."

it's been a week and you haven't talked to jean. and no, he hadn't even come to apologize to you.

honestly, he missed the banters or stupid fights you got with him a lot, and you missed him too but if what he said is what he really thinks then you're better off without him.

it got very awkward whenever you hung out with connie or sasha cause he's always there just looking at you, trying to say something but he just leaves, it's ridiculous.

so when he called you to "talk" right after your last class you agreed.

"uh, i'm sorry about last week. i wasn't thinking right." he said. "yea, you weren't" he chuckled at your comment. "i don't like seeing you get hurt by these people when there are plenty of guys who would treat you the right way, and we both know you aren't the problem, you're an amazing person, i just worded it the wrong way. i'm sorry, i missed you a lot this past week." he continued. his apology was genuine, you could tell.

"i accept your apology, but it still stings when the people you're closest to say stuff like that, y'know." you said, "i know, and i'm so sorry. i didn't mean what i said at all, i'll make it up to you, i swear." you nodded.

"jean, were you talking about yourself when you said 'plenty of guys who would treat you right'." you asked.

"... i mean, i know i'm not the nicest person but if you give me a chance, i swear i'll be the best. it's totally fine if you don't want to either, i don't want to pressure you, especially after what i said last week." he smiled.

"take me on a date and then i'll decide, lover boy."

"deal." he was gonna make it up to you no matter what.

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jearmincentral · 2 months

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Jean and Armin at the gym and Armin telling Jean that he’s 100% capable of a pull up to impress him… and he does about 5 before just hanging loosely on the bar while Jean just gives him a thumbs up for effort

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rumisgf · 2 months

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backshots with eren are absolutely lethal. like, just imagine.

your head is completely buried into the pillow. eren has your back arched real good for him, one hand on your back to keep it that way. you huff out a moan which each of his thrusts, your slick painting his cock and slowly dripping down your thighs as he’s working your third orgasm. you lean yourself forward in an attempt to give yourself mercy, only for him pull you back all the way on his dick. any time you raise a hand to push him back or brace yourself, he slams it back down and tightens his grip on you. it’s all so dirty.

“fuck ren- i can’t- fuckkk…”

“uh uh, stop running. take this dick.”

he takes a hand and slaps your ass, adding to his collection of red/dark purple marks he’s created. you can barely hold yourself up and as bad as you wanna tap out, he just feels so good.

“s-so good…’s too much.”

and he wouldn’t stop anyway, the lewd sounds of your cunt squelching with every thrust and the view of your ass moving back against him is sending him to heaven. not only that, he knows you love this almost as much as he does.

“throw that ass back. yeah, just like that. my good little girl.”

no matter how rough he was you did what you were told and you took him so well, you really are such a good girl for him. your ass was slamming against him as you took every inch of him, you slurring your words and moaning out for him like a prayer.

“s-so wet..y’ make me so wet..”

and oh, he knows. no matter how much you joke around or are too embarrassed to admit it, eren goes to sleep at night knowing no one could ever have you screaming like this, only he knows how to have you soaked in a matter of seconds.

#aot smut #aot x black reader #aot #aot x reader #eren yeager #eren yeager x reader #eren yeager x black reader #eren jeager x reader #eren jaeger #eren jeager #eren smut #mikasa ackerman #connie springer #jean kirstein #armin arlert

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