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Sasha hands a napkin with her umber on it o mikasa before she leaves. Jean smiles. “Just cause your capable doesn’t mean it isn’t nice to have someone accompany you” He hums. “I know you would be fine alone but this makes it so we get to spend a little more time together.”

Mess of a Man // Closed w/ @sukafunosokubaku

@sukafunosokubaku​ Summary: Jean is a college dropout, living the Rockstar lifestyle, minus the band. Spending all his money on booze and drugs, his life is spiraling out of control. Mikasa is hard-working, she didn’t go to college because she couldn’t afford it but she makes the most of what she has, working a nine to five, six days a week job at the local coffee shop, Toffee Beans. Mikasa’s friends convince her to go for a night out in one of the clubs downtown, hoping she might find a potential love interest. Bumping into Mikasa, Jean is infatuated from the first sight. After spending the night together, Mikasa knows this wouldn’t be an ideal relationship but wants to remain friends, from that moment on Jean tries to turn his life around and prove that he’s the person Mikasa has wanted all along.

Jean groans and slams the blaring alarm next to his bed. 2 pm already. His hangover rang in his head. Eyes aching as he opened them to the stream of light coming through the window of his studio apartment. Amber eyes skim the scene. Small and cramped, take out boxes thrown atop a small table, clothes kicked around the floor, the few dishes sitting in the sink ready to be washed. The duo-toned boy runs a hand through his hair as he sits up. Another miserable day to forget. 

A moment later he pushes himself from the warmth of his bed. The cold air tickling his pale skin. Maybe wearing only boxers to bed wasn’t the smartest for winter. He strolls over to the bathroom, grabbing the Advil and getting a glass of water from the kitchen sink. The man then takes the medicine before setting the container back. As he closes the cabinet his own amber hues meet him. He stares at the dark bags under his eyes, his messy hair, untamed and wild, and his pale skin. 

He rubs his eyes and sighs. “I look like shit” He grumbles in a deep tone. After a moment he brushes his teeth and starts his shower. Once he’s stepped out of the shower and dry he shaves and peers around the room for some sort of outfit. Grabbing articles of clothing from the floor, he takes a whiff of each, discarding ones that cause a grimace. Soon enough he’s wearing black ripped jeans, a band tee, and some nice leather jacket. 

Maybe he should take his laundry and visit his mom’s for that and a nice homecooked meal. But he wasn’t sure. He hasn’t been there in a while. The shame of his lifestyle made it so he couldn’t face his mother. She tried her best despite his dad being gone, Even worked to send him to college but he screwed it all up. After his grades dropped due to the wreaking ball they called depression he couldn’t fix it. Her hard work was for naught. He should have accomplished more at this point in life but he’s living in a shitty studio apartment he can barely afford and wasting his life. The sight of him just might kill her… The tall man starts picking up his clothes and tossing them into a hamper before doing the small number of dishes. He then throws away the various take out containers that were thrown about while he was wasted and takes the trash out. Next thing he knows his phone pings. He takes it out of his pocket and skims over the messages from the group chat. Sasha was asking about the club tonight. Marco and Connie answered quickly saying they were in. Jean sighs as he checks his bank statement. 

‘I don’t know I’m living on 40 right now’ He replies before heading back inside. ‘Jean I’ll cover your drinks man, I got a promotion today. Plus I’ll make you some food for the rest of the week so you don’t starve!~’ Sasha replies. Promotion huh? ‘Fine I’ll be there’ He replies

‘I’ll pick you up at 6!’ Maro messages before Jean put his phone away At least he was getting real food and some fun…

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Jean finishes the last of the drink he had. He then gives mikasa a small smile. “Would you like me to walk you home?” He asks polietly

Mess of a Man // Closed w/ @sukafunosokubaku

@sukafunosokubaku​ Summary: Jean is a college dropout, living the Rockstar lifestyle, minus the band. Spending all his money on booze and drugs, his life is spiraling out of control. Mikasa is hard-working, she didn’t go to college because she couldn’t afford it but she makes the most of what she has, working a nine to five, six days a week job at the local coffee shop, Toffee Beans. Mikasa’s friends convince her to go for a night out in one of the clubs downtown, hoping she might find a potential love interest. Bumping into Mikasa, Jean is infatuated from the first sight. After spending the night together, Mikasa knows this wouldn’t be an ideal relationship but wants to remain friends, from that moment on Jean tries to turn his life around and prove that he’s the person Mikasa has wanted all along.

Jean groans and slams the blaring alarm next to his bed. 2 pm already. His hangover rang in his head. Eyes aching as he opened them to the stream of light coming through the window of his studio apartment. Amber eyes skim the scene. Small and cramped, take out boxes thrown atop a small table, clothes kicked around the floor, the few dishes sitting in the sink ready to be washed. The duo-toned boy runs a hand through his hair as he sits up. Another miserable day to forget. 

A moment later he pushes himself from the warmth of his bed. The cold air tickling his pale skin. Maybe wearing only boxers to bed wasn’t the smartest for winter. He strolls over to the bathroom, grabbing the Advil and getting a glass of water from the kitchen sink. The man then takes the medicine before setting the container back. As he closes the cabinet his own amber hues meet him. He stares at the dark bags under his eyes, his messy hair, untamed and wild, and his pale skin. 

He rubs his eyes and sighs. “I look like shit” He grumbles in a deep tone. After a moment he brushes his teeth and starts his shower. Once he’s stepped out of the shower and dry he shaves and peers around the room for some sort of outfit. Grabbing articles of clothing from the floor, he takes a whiff of each, discarding ones that cause a grimace. Soon enough he’s wearing black ripped jeans, a band tee, and some nice leather jacket. 

Maybe he should take his laundry and visit his mom’s for that and a nice homecooked meal. But he wasn’t sure. He hasn’t been there in a while. The shame of his lifestyle made it so he couldn’t face his mother. She tried her best despite his dad being gone, Even worked to send him to college but he screwed it all up. After his grades dropped due to the wreaking ball they called depression he couldn’t fix it. Her hard work was for naught. He should have accomplished more at this point in life but he’s living in a shitty studio apartment he can barely afford and wasting his life. The sight of him just might kill her… The tall man starts picking up his clothes and tossing them into a hamper before doing the small number of dishes. He then throws away the various take out containers that were thrown about while he was wasted and takes the trash out. Next thing he knows his phone pings. He takes it out of his pocket and skims over the messages from the group chat. Sasha was asking about the club tonight. Marco and Connie answered quickly saying they were in. Jean sighs as he checks his bank statement. 

‘I don’t know I’m living on 40 right now’ He replies before heading back inside. ‘Jean I’ll cover your drinks man, I got a promotion today. Plus I’ll make you some food for the rest of the week so you don’t starve!~’ Sasha replies. Promotion huh? ‘Fine I’ll be there’ He replies

‘I’ll pick you up at 6!’ Maro messages before Jean put his phone away At least he was getting real food and some fun…

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RP Blog List

Hey! Just so everyone knows Sasha isn’t my only muse but she’s the only one that shows when I follow or like something of anyone’s! For those of you who I like starter calls for but don’t want to RP with sasha heres the list of my other blogs! Attack on Titan Sasha @titansealgair Jean @chevalmalcompris Connie @fagioloprezioso Naruto Kushina Uzumaki @akaihinoatama Sakura Haruno @groundbreakingcherry Hinata Hyuuga @lavandereyes Kiba Inuzuka @fangednin Rin Nohara @smoldeadkonoichi Sabaku No Temari @fanmebitch

My Hero Academia Momo Yaoyorozu @studiousclassrep Nana Shimura @strongwilledindependantwoman Mina Ashido @racooneyedtemptress Uraraka Ochako @zerogravitymochi

Seven Deadly Sins Merlin @sekushinagattonnomajutsu-shi Diane @happijaianto

Fairytail Aries @timidfluffygirl Virgo @legs-of-steel-maid

Other Yoko Littner (Gurren Lagann) @redheadedsnipergirl Lilo & Nani (Lilo & Stitch) @e-mau-kaikamahine-mau-loa Pidge (Voltron) @fille-ringard Neko (K Project) @bouncycatgirl Shiemi (Blue Exorcist) @supurautogaru All blogs are Multiship, MultiGen, Multiverse as well as cross over and oc friendly! I want them to be active but it’s been hard to get active rp partners so any interaction really helps! Thank you <3

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“The ram boi of course has to be leader of his outcast squad. Just like our punk horse here has to be our leader, I don't make the rule” Shasha hums. Jean leans back and takes a drink. 

Mess of a Man // Closed w/ @sukafunosokubaku

@sukafunosokubaku​ Summary: Jean is a college dropout, living the Rockstar lifestyle, minus the band. Spending all his money on booze and drugs, his life is spiraling out of control. Mikasa is hard-working, she didn’t go to college because she couldn’t afford it but she makes the most of what she has, working a nine to five, six days a week job at the local coffee shop, Toffee Beans. Mikasa’s friends convince her to go for a night out in one of the clubs downtown, hoping she might find a potential love interest. Bumping into Mikasa, Jean is infatuated from the first sight. After spending the night together, Mikasa knows this wouldn’t be an ideal relationship but wants to remain friends, from that moment on Jean tries to turn his life around and prove that he’s the person Mikasa has wanted all along.

Jean groans and slams the blaring alarm next to his bed. 2 pm already. His hangover rang in his head. Eyes aching as he opened them to the stream of light coming through the window of his studio apartment. Amber eyes skim the scene. Small and cramped, take out boxes thrown atop a small table, clothes kicked around the floor, the few dishes sitting in the sink ready to be washed. The duo-toned boy runs a hand through his hair as he sits up. Another miserable day to forget. 

A moment later he pushes himself from the warmth of his bed. The cold air tickling his pale skin. Maybe wearing only boxers to bed wasn’t the smartest for winter. He strolls over to the bathroom, grabbing the Advil and getting a glass of water from the kitchen sink. The man then takes the medicine before setting the container back. As he closes the cabinet his own amber hues meet him. He stares at the dark bags under his eyes, his messy hair, untamed and wild, and his pale skin. 

He rubs his eyes and sighs. “I look like shit” He grumbles in a deep tone. After a moment he brushes his teeth and starts his shower. Once he’s stepped out of the shower and dry he shaves and peers around the room for some sort of outfit. Grabbing articles of clothing from the floor, he takes a whiff of each, discarding ones that cause a grimace. Soon enough he’s wearing black ripped jeans, a band tee, and some nice leather jacket. 

Maybe he should take his laundry and visit his mom’s for that and a nice homecooked meal. But he wasn’t sure. He hasn’t been there in a while. The shame of his lifestyle made it so he couldn’t face his mother. She tried her best despite his dad being gone, Even worked to send him to college but he screwed it all up. After his grades dropped due to the wreaking ball they called depression he couldn’t fix it. Her hard work was for naught. He should have accomplished more at this point in life but he’s living in a shitty studio apartment he can barely afford and wasting his life. The sight of him just might kill her… The tall man starts picking up his clothes and tossing them into a hamper before doing the small number of dishes. He then throws away the various take out containers that were thrown about while he was wasted and takes the trash out. Next thing he knows his phone pings. He takes it out of his pocket and skims over the messages from the group chat. Sasha was asking about the club tonight. Marco and Connie answered quickly saying they were in. Jean sighs as he checks his bank statement. 

‘I don’t know I’m living on 40 right now’ He replies before heading back inside. ‘Jean I’ll cover your drinks man, I got a promotion today. Plus I’ll make you some food for the rest of the week so you don’t starve!~’ Sasha replies. Promotion huh? ‘Fine I’ll be there’ He replies

‘I’ll pick you up at 6!’ Maro messages before Jean put his phone away At least he was getting real food and some fun…

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#108

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STARTER CALL

Indie Jean. Multi Ship, Multi Gen, Semi-selective, Canon divergent, crossover friendly Jean Kirstein.

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Jean shrugs and eren laughs. “Well its just how the group likes to pair up” Eren says with a shrug. “I’m surprised the chipmunk made me the leader”

Mess of a Man // Closed w/ @sukafunosokubaku

@sukafunosokubaku​ Summary: Jean is a college dropout, living the Rockstar lifestyle, minus the band. Spending all his money on booze and drugs, his life is spiraling out of control. Mikasa is hard-working, she didn’t go to college because she couldn’t afford it but she makes the most of what she has, working a nine to five, six days a week job at the local coffee shop, Toffee Beans. Mikasa’s friends convince her to go for a night out in one of the clubs downtown, hoping she might find a potential love interest. Bumping into Mikasa, Jean is infatuated from the first sight. After spending the night together, Mikasa knows this wouldn’t be an ideal relationship but wants to remain friends, from that moment on Jean tries to turn his life around and prove that he’s the person Mikasa has wanted all along.

Jean groans and slams the blaring alarm next to his bed. 2 pm already. His hangover rang in his head. Eyes aching as he opened them to the stream of light coming through the window of his studio apartment. Amber eyes skim the scene. Small and cramped, take out boxes thrown atop a small table, clothes kicked around the floor, the few dishes sitting in the sink ready to be washed. The duo-toned boy runs a hand through his hair as he sits up. Another miserable day to forget. 

A moment later he pushes himself from the warmth of his bed. The cold air tickling his pale skin. Maybe wearing only boxers to bed wasn’t the smartest for winter. He strolls over to the bathroom, grabbing the Advil and getting a glass of water from the kitchen sink. The man then takes the medicine before setting the container back. As he closes the cabinet his own amber hues meet him. He stares at the dark bags under his eyes, his messy hair, untamed and wild, and his pale skin. 

He rubs his eyes and sighs. “I look like shit” He grumbles in a deep tone. After a moment he brushes his teeth and starts his shower. Once he’s stepped out of the shower and dry he shaves and peers around the room for some sort of outfit. Grabbing articles of clothing from the floor, he takes a whiff of each, discarding ones that cause a grimace. Soon enough he’s wearing black ripped jeans, a band tee, and some nice leather jacket. 

Maybe he should take his laundry and visit his mom’s for that and a nice homecooked meal. But he wasn’t sure. He hasn’t been there in a while. The shame of his lifestyle made it so he couldn’t face his mother. She tried her best despite his dad being gone, Even worked to send him to college but he screwed it all up. After his grades dropped due to the wreaking ball they called depression he couldn’t fix it. Her hard work was for naught. He should have accomplished more at this point in life but he’s living in a shitty studio apartment he can barely afford and wasting his life. The sight of him just might kill her… The tall man starts picking up his clothes and tossing them into a hamper before doing the small number of dishes. He then throws away the various take out containers that were thrown about while he was wasted and takes the trash out. Next thing he knows his phone pings. He takes it out of his pocket and skims over the messages from the group chat. Sasha was asking about the club tonight. Marco and Connie answered quickly saying they were in. Jean sighs as he checks his bank statement. 

‘I don’t know I’m living on 40 right now’ He replies before heading back inside. ‘Jean I’ll cover your drinks man, I got a promotion today. Plus I’ll make you some food for the rest of the week so you don’t starve!~’ Sasha replies. Promotion huh? ‘Fine I’ll be there’ He replies

‘I’ll pick you up at 6!’ Maro messages before Jean put his phone away At least he was getting real food and some fun…

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OCTOBER: HALLOWEEN ANIME GRAPHICS MONTH

👻 29/31 - Shingeki no Kyojin 🎃

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“You think this is the solution to that?” Jean asks, tilting his head

{{Jean Kirstien}} @chevalmalcompris​

“Don’t you ussually exercise alone jeager?” The duotoned boy asks, peering over at him as he jogs at a steady pace

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Eren nods. “Unless Mikasa joins me yes. I use the time to think, but to be partners we have to get in sync somehow.”

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Sasha smiles and skips over hugging her. “Sorry you’ve been so caught up with our horsefaced looser we didn't want to interrupt. “I’m sasha the one and only girl in this little group. “ She hums before finger gunning Connie “That’s my best friend, connie he's a prankster and has all the best jokes.” She then geastures to Marco “That’s macro the groups responsible guardian angel who always gets dragged into shit by the deliquents around him.” She giggles. “We also have another friend you might meet if ya stick around named Nikolo. Hes the groups momma hen. Theres some others who arent part of the jean squad and are more eren squad, and we know one more group of people I call annie’s simps. they come here and there.” She explains “Looks like the crackhead chipmunk beat me and the pipsqueak to introductions.” Jean laughs softly as eren nods

Mess of a Man // Closed w/ @sukafunosokubaku

@sukafunosokubaku​ Summary: Jean is a college dropout, living the Rockstar lifestyle, minus the band. Spending all his money on booze and drugs, his life is spiraling out of control. Mikasa is hard-working, she didn’t go to college because she couldn’t afford it but she makes the most of what she has, working a nine to five, six days a week job at the local coffee shop, Toffee Beans. Mikasa’s friends convince her to go for a night out in one of the clubs downtown, hoping she might find a potential love interest. Bumping into Mikasa, Jean is infatuated from the first sight. After spending the night together, Mikasa knows this wouldn’t be an ideal relationship but wants to remain friends, from that moment on Jean tries to turn his life around and prove that he’s the person Mikasa has wanted all along.

Jean groans and slams the blaring alarm next to his bed. 2 pm already. His hangover rang in his head. Eyes aching as he opened them to the stream of light coming through the window of his studio apartment. Amber eyes skim the scene. Small and cramped, take out boxes thrown atop a small table, clothes kicked around the floor, the few dishes sitting in the sink ready to be washed. The duo-toned boy runs a hand through his hair as he sits up. Another miserable day to forget. 

A moment later he pushes himself from the warmth of his bed. The cold air tickling his pale skin. Maybe wearing only boxers to bed wasn’t the smartest for winter. He strolls over to the bathroom, grabbing the Advil and getting a glass of water from the kitchen sink. The man then takes the medicine before setting the container back. As he closes the cabinet his own amber hues meet him. He stares at the dark bags under his eyes, his messy hair, untamed and wild, and his pale skin. 

He rubs his eyes and sighs. “I look like shit” He grumbles in a deep tone. After a moment he brushes his teeth and starts his shower. Once he’s stepped out of the shower and dry he shaves and peers around the room for some sort of outfit. Grabbing articles of clothing from the floor, he takes a whiff of each, discarding ones that cause a grimace. Soon enough he’s wearing black ripped jeans, a band tee, and some nice leather jacket. 

Maybe he should take his laundry and visit his mom’s for that and a nice homecooked meal. But he wasn’t sure. He hasn’t been there in a while. The shame of his lifestyle made it so he couldn’t face his mother. She tried her best despite his dad being gone, Even worked to send him to college but he screwed it all up. After his grades dropped due to the wreaking ball they called depression he couldn’t fix it. Her hard work was for naught. He should have accomplished more at this point in life but he’s living in a shitty studio apartment he can barely afford and wasting his life. The sight of him just might kill her… The tall man starts picking up his clothes and tossing them into a hamper before doing the small number of dishes. He then throws away the various take out containers that were thrown about while he was wasted and takes the trash out. Next thing he knows his phone pings. He takes it out of his pocket and skims over the messages from the group chat. Sasha was asking about the club tonight. Marco and Connie answered quickly saying they were in. Jean sighs as he checks his bank statement. 

‘I don’t know I’m living on 40 right now’ He replies before heading back inside. ‘Jean I’ll cover your drinks man, I got a promotion today. Plus I’ll make you some food for the rest of the week so you don’t starve!~’ Sasha replies. Promotion huh? ‘Fine I’ll be there’ He replies

‘I’ll pick you up at 6!’ Maro messages before Jean put his phone away At least he was getting real food and some fun…

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Eren shhrugs. “Been having fun between colledge classes with these reject” He hums as jean gets himself a drink

Mess of a Man // Closed w/ @sukafunosokubaku

@sukafunosokubaku​ Summary: Jean is a college dropout, living the Rockstar lifestyle, minus the band. Spending all his money on booze and drugs, his life is spiraling out of control. Mikasa is hard-working, she didn’t go to college because she couldn’t afford it but she makes the most of what she has, working a nine to five, six days a week job at the local coffee shop, Toffee Beans. Mikasa’s friends convince her to go for a night out in one of the clubs downtown, hoping she might find a potential love interest. Bumping into Mikasa, Jean is infatuated from the first sight. After spending the night together, Mikasa knows this wouldn’t be an ideal relationship but wants to remain friends, from that moment on Jean tries to turn his life around and prove that he’s the person Mikasa has wanted all along.

Jean groans and slams the blaring alarm next to his bed. 2 pm already. His hangover rang in his head. Eyes aching as he opened them to the stream of light coming through the window of his studio apartment. Amber eyes skim the scene. Small and cramped, take out boxes thrown atop a small table, clothes kicked around the floor, the few dishes sitting in the sink ready to be washed. The duo-toned boy runs a hand through his hair as he sits up. Another miserable day to forget. 

A moment later he pushes himself from the warmth of his bed. The cold air tickling his pale skin. Maybe wearing only boxers to bed wasn’t the smartest for winter. He strolls over to the bathroom, grabbing the Advil and getting a glass of water from the kitchen sink. The man then takes the medicine before setting the container back. As he closes the cabinet his own amber hues meet him. He stares at the dark bags under his eyes, his messy hair, untamed and wild, and his pale skin. 

He rubs his eyes and sighs. “I look like shit” He grumbles in a deep tone. After a moment he brushes his teeth and starts his shower. Once he’s stepped out of the shower and dry he shaves and peers around the room for some sort of outfit. Grabbing articles of clothing from the floor, he takes a whiff of each, discarding ones that cause a grimace. Soon enough he’s wearing black ripped jeans, a band tee, and some nice leather jacket. 

Maybe he should take his laundry and visit his mom’s for that and a nice homecooked meal. But he wasn’t sure. He hasn’t been there in a while. The shame of his lifestyle made it so he couldn’t face his mother. She tried her best despite his dad being gone, Even worked to send him to college but he screwed it all up. After his grades dropped due to the wreaking ball they called depression he couldn’t fix it. Her hard work was for naught. He should have accomplished more at this point in life but he’s living in a shitty studio apartment he can barely afford and wasting his life. The sight of him just might kill her… The tall man starts picking up his clothes and tossing them into a hamper before doing the small number of dishes. He then throws away the various take out containers that were thrown about while he was wasted and takes the trash out. Next thing he knows his phone pings. He takes it out of his pocket and skims over the messages from the group chat. Sasha was asking about the club tonight. Marco and Connie answered quickly saying they were in. Jean sighs as he checks his bank statement. 

‘I don’t know I’m living on 40 right now’ He replies before heading back inside. ‘Jean I’ll cover your drinks man, I got a promotion today. Plus I’ll make you some food for the rest of the week so you don’t starve!~’ Sasha replies. Promotion huh? ‘Fine I’ll be there’ He replies

‘I’ll pick you up at 6!’ Maro messages before Jean put his phone away At least he was getting real food and some fun…

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Eren laughs and ruffles her hair. “You don’t know a lot about me. What are you doing here little crow?” He asks playfully. Jean smiles as the group moves back towards their spot at the table.

Mess of a Man // Closed w/ @sukafunosokubaku

@sukafunosokubaku​ Summary: Jean is a college dropout, living the Rockstar lifestyle, minus the band. Spending all his money on booze and drugs, his life is spiraling out of control. Mikasa is hard-working, she didn’t go to college because she couldn’t afford it but she makes the most of what she has, working a nine to five, six days a week job at the local coffee shop, Toffee Beans. Mikasa’s friends convince her to go for a night out in one of the clubs downtown, hoping she might find a potential love interest. Bumping into Mikasa, Jean is infatuated from the first sight. After spending the night together, Mikasa knows this wouldn’t be an ideal relationship but wants to remain friends, from that moment on Jean tries to turn his life around and prove that he’s the person Mikasa has wanted all along.

Jean groans and slams the blaring alarm next to his bed. 2 pm already. His hangover rang in his head. Eyes aching as he opened them to the stream of light coming through the window of his studio apartment. Amber eyes skim the scene. Small and cramped, take out boxes thrown atop a small table, clothes kicked around the floor, the few dishes sitting in the sink ready to be washed. The duo-toned boy runs a hand through his hair as he sits up. Another miserable day to forget. 

A moment later he pushes himself from the warmth of his bed. The cold air tickling his pale skin. Maybe wearing only boxers to bed wasn’t the smartest for winter. He strolls over to the bathroom, grabbing the Advil and getting a glass of water from the kitchen sink. The man then takes the medicine before setting the container back. As he closes the cabinet his own amber hues meet him. He stares at the dark bags under his eyes, his messy hair, untamed and wild, and his pale skin. 

He rubs his eyes and sighs. “I look like shit” He grumbles in a deep tone. After a moment he brushes his teeth and starts his shower. Once he’s stepped out of the shower and dry he shaves and peers around the room for some sort of outfit. Grabbing articles of clothing from the floor, he takes a whiff of each, discarding ones that cause a grimace. Soon enough he’s wearing black ripped jeans, a band tee, and some nice leather jacket. 

Maybe he should take his laundry and visit his mom’s for that and a nice homecooked meal. But he wasn’t sure. He hasn’t been there in a while. The shame of his lifestyle made it so he couldn’t face his mother. She tried her best despite his dad being gone, Even worked to send him to college but he screwed it all up. After his grades dropped due to the wreaking ball they called depression he couldn’t fix it. Her hard work was for naught. He should have accomplished more at this point in life but he’s living in a shitty studio apartment he can barely afford and wasting his life. The sight of him just might kill her… The tall man starts picking up his clothes and tossing them into a hamper before doing the small number of dishes. He then throws away the various take out containers that were thrown about while he was wasted and takes the trash out. Next thing he knows his phone pings. He takes it out of his pocket and skims over the messages from the group chat. Sasha was asking about the club tonight. Marco and Connie answered quickly saying they were in. Jean sighs as he checks his bank statement. 

‘I don’t know I’m living on 40 right now’ He replies before heading back inside. ‘Jean I’ll cover your drinks man, I got a promotion today. Plus I’ll make you some food for the rest of the week so you don’t starve!~’ Sasha replies. Promotion huh? ‘Fine I’ll be there’ He replies

‘I’ll pick you up at 6!’ Maro messages before Jean put his phone away At least he was getting real food and some fun…

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Jean gets lost in it, supporting her moves at the start before taking a step back and just letting her go at it. He smirks as he watches her. Jean peers at his friends seeing eren had recently arrived. He gives them a quick wave. Thats when Bille eilish comes on. Jean smirks at mikasa. “Step back cutie cause your aboy to see my friends and I at work” He purrs. Next thing people know sasha, macro, connie and eren joined jean in the circle. Its obvious as soon as the song started they all got hyped af. The five of them start whipping out a dance that they have obviously done before ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zZp8USkoNYA )

Mess of a Man // Closed w/ @sukafunosokubaku

@sukafunosokubaku​ Summary: Jean is a college dropout, living the Rockstar lifestyle, minus the band. Spending all his money on booze and drugs, his life is spiraling out of control. Mikasa is hard-working, she didn’t go to college because she couldn’t afford it but she makes the most of what she has, working a nine to five, six days a week job at the local coffee shop, Toffee Beans. Mikasa’s friends convince her to go for a night out in one of the clubs downtown, hoping she might find a potential love interest. Bumping into Mikasa, Jean is infatuated from the first sight. After spending the night together, Mikasa knows this wouldn’t be an ideal relationship but wants to remain friends, from that moment on Jean tries to turn his life around and prove that he’s the person Mikasa has wanted all along.

Jean groans and slams the blaring alarm next to his bed. 2 pm already. His hangover rang in his head. Eyes aching as he opened them to the stream of light coming through the window of his studio apartment. Amber eyes skim the scene. Small and cramped, take out boxes thrown atop a small table, clothes kicked around the floor, the few dishes sitting in the sink ready to be washed. The duo-toned boy runs a hand through his hair as he sits up. Another miserable day to forget. 

A moment later he pushes himself from the warmth of his bed. The cold air tickling his pale skin. Maybe wearing only boxers to bed wasn’t the smartest for winter. He strolls over to the bathroom, grabbing the Advil and getting a glass of water from the kitchen sink. The man then takes the medicine before setting the container back. As he closes the cabinet his own amber hues meet him. He stares at the dark bags under his eyes, his messy hair, untamed and wild, and his pale skin. 

He rubs his eyes and sighs. “I look like shit” He grumbles in a deep tone. After a moment he brushes his teeth and starts his shower. Once he’s stepped out of the shower and dry he shaves and peers around the room for some sort of outfit. Grabbing articles of clothing from the floor, he takes a whiff of each, discarding ones that cause a grimace. Soon enough he’s wearing black ripped jeans, a band tee, and some nice leather jacket. 

Maybe he should take his laundry and visit his mom’s for that and a nice homecooked meal. But he wasn’t sure. He hasn’t been there in a while. The shame of his lifestyle made it so he couldn’t face his mother. She tried her best despite his dad being gone, Even worked to send him to college but he screwed it all up. After his grades dropped due to the wreaking ball they called depression he couldn’t fix it. Her hard work was for naught. He should have accomplished more at this point in life but he’s living in a shitty studio apartment he can barely afford and wasting his life. The sight of him just might kill her… The tall man starts picking up his clothes and tossing them into a hamper before doing the small number of dishes. He then throws away the various take out containers that were thrown about while he was wasted and takes the trash out. Next thing he knows his phone pings. He takes it out of his pocket and skims over the messages from the group chat. Sasha was asking about the club tonight. Marco and Connie answered quickly saying they were in. Jean sighs as he checks his bank statement. 

‘I don’t know I’m living on 40 right now’ He replies before heading back inside. ‘Jean I’ll cover your drinks man, I got a promotion today. Plus I’ll make you some food for the rest of the week so you don’t starve!~’ Sasha replies. Promotion huh? ‘Fine I’ll be there’ He replies

‘I’ll pick you up at 6!’ Maro messages before Jean put his phone away At least he was getting real food and some fun…

[chevalmalcompris]

"yes you most certainly are" he hums under his breath as he finishes his drink and follows the woman onto the dance floor

Mess of a Man // Closed w/ @sukafunosokubaku

@sukafunosokubaku​ Summary: Jean is a college dropout, living the Rockstar lifestyle, minus the band. Spending all his money on booze and drugs, his life is spiraling out of control. Mikasa is hard-working, she didn’t go to college because she couldn’t afford it but she makes the most of what she has, working a nine to five, six days a week job at the local coffee shop, Toffee Beans. Mikasa’s friends convince her to go for a night out in one of the clubs downtown, hoping she might find a potential love interest. Bumping into Mikasa, Jean is infatuated from the first sight. After spending the night together, Mikasa knows this wouldn’t be an ideal relationship but wants to remain friends, from that moment on Jean tries to turn his life around and prove that he’s the person Mikasa has wanted all along.

Jean groans and slams the blaring alarm next to his bed. 2 pm already. His hangover rang in his head. Eyes aching as he opened them to the stream of light coming through the window of his studio apartment. Amber eyes skim the scene. Small and cramped, take out boxes thrown atop a small table, clothes kicked around the floor, the few dishes sitting in the sink ready to be washed. The duo-toned boy runs a hand through his hair as he sits up. Another miserable day to forget. 

A moment later he pushes himself from the warmth of his bed. The cold air tickling his pale skin. Maybe wearing only boxers to bed wasn’t the smartest for winter. He strolls over to the bathroom, grabbing the Advil and getting a glass of water from the kitchen sink. The man then takes the medicine before setting the container back. As he closes the cabinet his own amber hues meet him. He stares at the dark bags under his eyes, his messy hair, untamed and wild, and his pale skin. 

He rubs his eyes and sighs. “I look like shit” He grumbles in a deep tone. After a moment he brushes his teeth and starts his shower. Once he’s stepped out of the shower and dry he shaves and peers around the room for some sort of outfit. Grabbing articles of clothing from the floor, he takes a whiff of each, discarding ones that cause a grimace. Soon enough he’s wearing black ripped jeans, a band tee, and some nice leather jacket. 

Maybe he should take his laundry and visit his mom’s for that and a nice homecooked meal. But he wasn’t sure. He hasn’t been there in a while. The shame of his lifestyle made it so he couldn’t face his mother. She tried her best despite his dad being gone, Even worked to send him to college but he screwed it all up. After his grades dropped due to the wreaking ball they called depression he couldn’t fix it. Her hard work was for naught. He should have accomplished more at this point in life but he’s living in a shitty studio apartment he can barely afford and wasting his life. The sight of him just might kill her… The tall man starts picking up his clothes and tossing them into a hamper before doing the small number of dishes. He then throws away the various take out containers that were thrown about while he was wasted and takes the trash out. Next thing he knows his phone pings. He takes it out of his pocket and skims over the messages from the group chat. Sasha was asking about the club tonight. Marco and Connie answered quickly saying they were in. Jean sighs as he checks his bank statement. 

‘I don’t know I’m living on 40 right now’ He replies before heading back inside. ‘Jean I’ll cover your drinks man, I got a promotion today. Plus I’ll make you some food for the rest of the week so you don’t starve!~’ Sasha replies. Promotion huh? ‘Fine I’ll be there’ He replies

‘I’ll pick you up at 6!’ Maro messages before Jean put his phone away At least he was getting real food and some fun…

[chevalmalcompris]

"lead the way beautiful. " He hums as he gets up with a smirk.

Mess of a Man // Closed w/ @sukafunosokubaku

@sukafunosokubaku​ Summary: Jean is a college dropout, living the Rockstar lifestyle, minus the band. Spending all his money on booze and drugs, his life is spiraling out of control. Mikasa is hard-working, she didn’t go to college because she couldn’t afford it but she makes the most of what she has, working a nine to five, six days a week job at the local coffee shop, Toffee Beans. Mikasa’s friends convince her to go for a night out in one of the clubs downtown, hoping she might find a potential love interest. Bumping into Mikasa, Jean is infatuated from the first sight. After spending the night together, Mikasa knows this wouldn’t be an ideal relationship but wants to remain friends, from that moment on Jean tries to turn his life around and prove that he’s the person Mikasa has wanted all along.

Jean groans and slams the blaring alarm next to his bed. 2 pm already. His hangover rang in his head. Eyes aching as he opened them to the stream of light coming through the window of his studio apartment. Amber eyes skim the scene. Small and cramped, take out boxes thrown atop a small table, clothes kicked around the floor, the few dishes sitting in the sink ready to be washed. The duo-toned boy runs a hand through his hair as he sits up. Another miserable day to forget. 

A moment later he pushes himself from the warmth of his bed. The cold air tickling his pale skin. Maybe wearing only boxers to bed wasn’t the smartest for winter. He strolls over to the bathroom, grabbing the Advil and getting a glass of water from the kitchen sink. The man then takes the medicine before setting the container back. As he closes the cabinet his own amber hues meet him. He stares at the dark bags under his eyes, his messy hair, untamed and wild, and his pale skin. 

He rubs his eyes and sighs. “I look like shit” He grumbles in a deep tone. After a moment he brushes his teeth and starts his shower. Once he’s stepped out of the shower and dry he shaves and peers around the room for some sort of outfit. Grabbing articles of clothing from the floor, he takes a whiff of each, discarding ones that cause a grimace. Soon enough he’s wearing black ripped jeans, a band tee, and some nice leather jacket. 

Maybe he should take his laundry and visit his mom’s for that and a nice homecooked meal. But he wasn’t sure. He hasn’t been there in a while. The shame of his lifestyle made it so he couldn’t face his mother. She tried her best despite his dad being gone, Even worked to send him to college but he screwed it all up. After his grades dropped due to the wreaking ball they called depression he couldn’t fix it. Her hard work was for naught. He should have accomplished more at this point in life but he’s living in a shitty studio apartment he can barely afford and wasting his life. The sight of him just might kill her… The tall man starts picking up his clothes and tossing them into a hamper before doing the small number of dishes. He then throws away the various take out containers that were thrown about while he was wasted and takes the trash out. Next thing he knows his phone pings. He takes it out of his pocket and skims over the messages from the group chat. Sasha was asking about the club tonight. Marco and Connie answered quickly saying they were in. Jean sighs as he checks his bank statement. 

‘I don’t know I’m living on 40 right now’ He replies before heading back inside. ‘Jean I’ll cover your drinks man, I got a promotion today. Plus I’ll make you some food for the rest of the week so you don’t starve!~’ Sasha replies. Promotion huh? ‘Fine I’ll be there’ He replies

‘I’ll pick you up at 6!’ Maro messages before Jean put his phone away At least he was getting real food and some fun…

[chevalmalcompris]

"I think it ends tonight. But you could do much better than just me. I'll introduce you to my group sometime." He hums out drunkly, getting them another round of drinks

Mess of a Man // Closed w/ @sukafunosokubaku

@sukafunosokubaku​ Summary: Jean is a college dropout, living the Rockstar lifestyle, minus the band. Spending all his money on booze and drugs, his life is spiraling out of control. Mikasa is hard-working, she didn’t go to college because she couldn’t afford it but she makes the most of what she has, working a nine to five, six days a week job at the local coffee shop, Toffee Beans. Mikasa’s friends convince her to go for a night out in one of the clubs downtown, hoping she might find a potential love interest. Bumping into Mikasa, Jean is infatuated from the first sight. After spending the night together, Mikasa knows this wouldn’t be an ideal relationship but wants to remain friends, from that moment on Jean tries to turn his life around and prove that he’s the person Mikasa has wanted all along.

Jean groans and slams the blaring alarm next to his bed. 2 pm already. His hangover rang in his head. Eyes aching as he opened them to the stream of light coming through the window of his studio apartment. Amber eyes skim the scene. Small and cramped, take out boxes thrown atop a small table, clothes kicked around the floor, the few dishes sitting in the sink ready to be washed. The duo-toned boy runs a hand through his hair as he sits up. Another miserable day to forget. 

A moment later he pushes himself from the warmth of his bed. The cold air tickling his pale skin. Maybe wearing only boxers to bed wasn’t the smartest for winter. He strolls over to the bathroom, grabbing the Advil and getting a glass of water from the kitchen sink. The man then takes the medicine before setting the container back. As he closes the cabinet his own amber hues meet him. He stares at the dark bags under his eyes, his messy hair, untamed and wild, and his pale skin. 

He rubs his eyes and sighs. “I look like shit” He grumbles in a deep tone. After a moment he brushes his teeth and starts his shower. Once he’s stepped out of the shower and dry he shaves and peers around the room for some sort of outfit. Grabbing articles of clothing from the floor, he takes a whiff of each, discarding ones that cause a grimace. Soon enough he’s wearing black ripped jeans, a band tee, and some nice leather jacket. 

Maybe he should take his laundry and visit his mom’s for that and a nice homecooked meal. But he wasn’t sure. He hasn’t been there in a while. The shame of his lifestyle made it so he couldn’t face his mother. She tried her best despite his dad being gone, Even worked to send him to college but he screwed it all up. After his grades dropped due to the wreaking ball they called depression he couldn’t fix it. Her hard work was for naught. He should have accomplished more at this point in life but he’s living in a shitty studio apartment he can barely afford and wasting his life. The sight of him just might kill her… The tall man starts picking up his clothes and tossing them into a hamper before doing the small number of dishes. He then throws away the various take out containers that were thrown about while he was wasted and takes the trash out. Next thing he knows his phone pings. He takes it out of his pocket and skims over the messages from the group chat. Sasha was asking about the club tonight. Marco and Connie answered quickly saying they were in. Jean sighs as he checks his bank statement. 

‘I don’t know I’m living on 40 right now’ He replies before heading back inside. ‘Jean I’ll cover your drinks man, I got a promotion today. Plus I’ll make you some food for the rest of the week so you don’t starve!~’ Sasha replies. Promotion huh? ‘Fine I’ll be there’ He replies

‘I’ll pick you up at 6!’ Maro messages before Jean put his phone away At least he was getting real food and some fun…

[chevalmalcompris]

Jean frowns for a sec seeing her sad. Must suck to have gotten stuck with him. He smiles at his friends. "Yeah their buddies of mine. They convinced me to come out have some fun cause like isn't the best. Sasha is her name. She's with a foreign guy named nikolo who doesn't come out with us often. Connie's pinning over her has been for years and marco and me kinda just hang with them cause they are fun and interesting. " He sighs. Got nothing but an empty apartment to go to after this though" he sighs. " So how much of a down grade is it getting stuck with me cutie" he hums while leaning back drunkly.

Mess of a Man // Closed w/ @sukafunosokubaku

@sukafunosokubaku​ Summary: Jean is a college dropout, living the Rockstar lifestyle, minus the band. Spending all his money on booze and drugs, his life is spiraling out of control. Mikasa is hard-working, she didn’t go to college because she couldn’t afford it but she makes the most of what she has, working a nine to five, six days a week job at the local coffee shop, Toffee Beans. Mikasa’s friends convince her to go for a night out in one of the clubs downtown, hoping she might find a potential love interest. Bumping into Mikasa, Jean is infatuated from the first sight. After spending the night together, Mikasa knows this wouldn’t be an ideal relationship but wants to remain friends, from that moment on Jean tries to turn his life around and prove that he’s the person Mikasa has wanted all along.

Jean groans and slams the blaring alarm next to his bed. 2 pm already. His hangover rang in his head. Eyes aching as he opened them to the stream of light coming through the window of his studio apartment. Amber eyes skim the scene. Small and cramped, take out boxes thrown atop a small table, clothes kicked around the floor, the few dishes sitting in the sink ready to be washed. The duo-toned boy runs a hand through his hair as he sits up. Another miserable day to forget. 

A moment later he pushes himself from the warmth of his bed. The cold air tickling his pale skin. Maybe wearing only boxers to bed wasn’t the smartest for winter. He strolls over to the bathroom, grabbing the Advil and getting a glass of water from the kitchen sink. The man then takes the medicine before setting the container back. As he closes the cabinet his own amber hues meet him. He stares at the dark bags under his eyes, his messy hair, untamed and wild, and his pale skin. 

He rubs his eyes and sighs. “I look like shit” He grumbles in a deep tone. After a moment he brushes his teeth and starts his shower. Once he’s stepped out of the shower and dry he shaves and peers around the room for some sort of outfit. Grabbing articles of clothing from the floor, he takes a whiff of each, discarding ones that cause a grimace. Soon enough he’s wearing black ripped jeans, a band tee, and some nice leather jacket. 

Maybe he should take his laundry and visit his mom’s for that and a nice homecooked meal. But he wasn’t sure. He hasn’t been there in a while. The shame of his lifestyle made it so he couldn’t face his mother. She tried her best despite his dad being gone, Even worked to send him to college but he screwed it all up. After his grades dropped due to the wreaking ball they called depression he couldn’t fix it. Her hard work was for naught. He should have accomplished more at this point in life but he’s living in a shitty studio apartment he can barely afford and wasting his life. The sight of him just might kill her… The tall man starts picking up his clothes and tossing them into a hamper before doing the small number of dishes. He then throws away the various take out containers that were thrown about while he was wasted and takes the trash out. Next thing he knows his phone pings. He takes it out of his pocket and skims over the messages from the group chat. Sasha was asking about the club tonight. Marco and Connie answered quickly saying they were in. Jean sighs as he checks his bank statement. 

‘I don’t know I’m living on 40 right now’ He replies before heading back inside. ‘Jean I’ll cover your drinks man, I got a promotion today. Plus I’ll make you some food for the rest of the week so you don’t starve!~’ Sasha replies. Promotion huh? ‘Fine I’ll be there’ He replies

‘I’ll pick you up at 6!’ Maro messages before Jean put his phone away At least he was getting real food and some fun…