#jean aot

[cinnamon-girl-writes]

west coast . . . jean x reader

everyone talks about bassist jean, but what if he played the drums...?

cw: fluff, band au, jean being too damn hot

by @cinnamon-girl-writes !

beads of sweat trickled down jean's forehead. he took a moment to wipe his face clean, lifting the hem of his ripped tee to do so. when he did, he earned a roar of cheers and screams from the audience. though he wasn't the lead singer like eren or a famed guitarist like connie, jean probably had the largest fanbase out of the entire band. always a tease, he lifted his arm to rake his fingers through his hair, causing his muscles to flex and a trail of dark hair to peak out from underneath his shirt. this gig was almost over, and the band only had one song left to play. one more song before he got to see you, jean thought to himself. he loved touring with the band, but he wouldn't give up his time with you for anything.

getting a nod from eren, he started the beginning of the song. soon the bassist joined in, then the guitar solo, and finally the lead vocals. this song was one of jean's favorites to perform; the way each part of the song smoothed together so flawlessly never failed to send shivers up his spine. the gold hue of the stage lights burned at his vision as he kept going, trying to keep a constant rhythm in his head. 1, 2, 3, 4. The final verse came, and he exited the song out with a drum solo. the crowd tonight was wild, maybe the loudest they'd ever seen. after giving their final bows and throwing a few t-shirts in the audience, the band made their way off the stage.

jean was greeted by a few people as he skipped down the stairs: his producer hange, his label, and a few fans that had managed to get a VIP pass to meet the band. after a few hugs and selfies were exchanged, jean finally got to escape all the noise of the stadium and make his way back to his dressing room.

it was eerily silent when he entered. he flicked on the fluorescent overhead lighting and grabbed a clean rag from the counter, using it to wipe the sweat from his brow.

he sat down in the brown leather chair in the corner, opening up his phone to check his messages. after a few minutes of scrolling, he heard a knock at his door. he got up and swung it open to reveal you in the doorway, holding a bouquet of flowers.

"great concert, baby!" you cheered. you were wearing a baby pink sundress, one that he himself had oicked out for you one day at the mall. you held a bouquet of yellow tulips in your arms tied together with twine and blue ribbon.

jean felt his face heat up. when was the last time someone got him flowers? as far as he could remember, never. he had bought flowers for girls countless times, but he had never thought he'd recieve them himself.

you paused, feeling unsure at his reaction. "do you not like them?" you questioned anxiously.

he shook his head, pulling you towards him and taking the flowers form out of your hands. "no, baby, i absolutely love them. it's just . . . i've never had someone get me flowers before. i don't know how to react, really." he laughed quietly. "but it means a lot to me."

you smiled again, wider and calmer this time. "well, i'm glad you like them," you leaned in and planted a kiss on his cheek. "because you deserve all the flowers in the world."

feeling his face heat up again, jean pulled you in tightly, tucking your face in the crook of his neck. he smelled like cinnamon and hard work and familiarity. 

jean took a deep breath, shutting the door with one foot while he stroked his hand along your back. sure, his life was hectic and loud, but these quiet moments with you made all of the noise worth it.

:♪*:·’ﾟ♭.:*·♪’ﾟ。.*#:·’ﾟ.:*♪:·’.:♪*:·’ﾟ♭.:*·♪’ﾟ。.*#:·’ﾟ..:♪*:·’ﾟ♭.:*·♪’ﾟ。.*#:·’ﾟ.:*♪

a/n: thank you SO MUCH for reading 🤍🤍🤍 i'm thinking about making this a mini series-- who should i do next??

[abiiiiackerman]

Scouts VS Rod Reiss's Titan

Season 3 part 1, episode 9

Ruler of the walls (46)

[stxrrydreamss]

“Did you hit?” “She’s so bad.” “Was it good?”

“No. She fell asleep in my arms knowing she’s safe from guys like you.”

Armin, Jean, Levi, Kirishima, Izuku, Bakugo, Hawks, Aizawa, Senku, Gen, Tsukasa, Saeyoung, Saeran, Zen, Jumin, V, Yoosung

[atropellabuelas3mil]

Omg jean 🤯

[luc1-anna]

Relaxing on your husband's chest, trying to get the dirty thoughts of him out of your mind, but how could you when he looked so hot underneath you, chest rising with each breath, itching you ever so close to his nipple.

Impulsive thoughts getting the best of you as your tongue etched it's way out and gently moved along his nipple. Resulting in his eyes opening, with excuse that he was just resting them.

Glancing up at him as you smirked, knowing he wouldn't stop you as he was just as horny as you. Lips presenting a kiss onto his nipple as you readjusted your position. Hearing his little mumbles of inaudible speech, made you even hornier as your mouth engulfed his nipple, tongue swirling around. To make it even better, your other hand reached his other nipple, making sure to tease that one. Resulting in a moan and a leg being adjusted as he tried not to squirm away.

[hinasakuino]

Jean can fuck! I’m sorry this is for my extremely depraved girlies! And self indulgent because Jean brainrot occurs nonstop! NSFW below the cut.

Warnings: nsfw 18+, some dirty talk,mentions of nipple play, finger fucking, pussy eating, doggy, missionary.

I imagine he’s an attentive lover, he makes sure he’s kissed every inch of exposed skin before fully undressing you. He loves staring at you, even if you squirm under his gaze, jutting your hips in the air, clenching on nothing as you try to get him to touch you wordlessly. It strokes his ego big time when he’s got you speechless and whimpering for him. Which is why he always gives you what you want. He hates teasing you because he enjoys watching the way you give into pleasure. He’s very big into foreplay, loves kissing big time(!!!) Early into the relationship he’d feel just a little embarrassed everytime you guys made out, always shoving you away quickly to hide his raging hard on. You liked this, teasing him about it until he has you pinned and gasping, his hand wrapped around your throat as he kisses you, grinding into you so frantically you’re not sure which one of you might come first. He loves playing with your tits especially when you’re on top facing him. He loves getting you worked up like this, you’re so responsive to his touch, cradling his head and holding him closer as you grind down in his lap. Ohhhhh!! Mans also eats for his pleasure. He loves playing with your pussy with you in his lap but he goes crazy pleasing you the most with his mouth. You get so wet when he laps at your clit, his warm tongue curling around your bud sends tidal waves of pleasure through you, you’re quick to put your hands in his hair, pulling and tugging when he’s got you close. It works you up even more when you see him rutting into the mattress because he really gets off to you getting off.

Oh! And he talks you through it! So filthy with it too!

When he plays with your pussy with you spread in his lap, he likes to leave open mouth kisses down your neck, sucking softly at your sweet spots, chuckling when you press more on his fingers. “Look at you dirty girl,” He’d say smirking when you shake your head no but your pussy throbs, squeezing onto him.

“Cmon I can feel you getting ready to cum for me,” He ruts against you, cock painfully hard as you moan loudly, grasping his bicep, your hips wiggling wildly.

“I can’t baby,”You warn, taking a deep breath, he spreads your legs wider, fingers pumping in and out and with his other hand rubbing your clit in quick precise circles.

“One more big one baby, come on do this for daddy,” he bites into your shoulder. It's harsh but that quickly is replaced by his tongue, hot and warm as he licks where he just bit. And it rips an orgasm through you. Sendings your eyes rolling with his name coming out in quick pants as you make a mess on him.

“That’s it baby, give it to me, I wanna see how dirty I can get you,” He huffs, breath hot as he continues finger fucking you through your orgasm.

He absolutely loves when you come on his dick. He likes having you doggy, back arched, arms restricted and pussy on full display. He doesn’t like to tie you up but he does like using his strength on you, placing your arms behind your back as he fucks you, or have you fuck back onto him. He loves it when you’re so cock drunk you let him use you, rolling your hips back and forth onto himself, groaning at the way your walls mold to his length.

When he cums, it’s a lot. I want to believe he’s a moaner, but I also imagine him as the type of guy who relishes in the feeling of his orgasm so he’s always mumbling incoherently, sweet words pouring from his mouth saying how good you make him feel. If you’re fucking in missionary, he cums quicker because he absolutely can’t tear his eyes away from your needy ones. He watches where you’re both joined, your pussy sucking him back in your fingers rub quick needy circles on your clit and it pushes him over the edge, grunting out a small “oh fuck, I’m cumming”, before spilling inside you.. At the start of the relationship he always made sure to pull out and would jerk off into his hand until one day you positioned yourself in front of him, doe-eyed and wanting. Mouth open and inviting and he cums almost instantly all over your face (it’s so much and he immediately feels bad), the image is burned into his brain and he stores it away in the spank bank whenever you two are apart.

He’s big on aftercare, will clean you up, and ask if you need anything before cuddling the absolute shit out of you. He’s not clingy but he loves the skin to skin contact, and the way you fit perfectly into him. He’s not a talker afterwards but neither are you, so you both either fall asleep after five minutes or he watches with you as you scroll through videos on your phone.

[jeankirsteinsgrlfrnd]

boyfriend jean kirstein headcanons

- a ginormous pain in the ass. everywhere you go, he’s there. he makes it hard to get things done.

- will ALWAYS hold the door for you and will get offended if you try to open the door for him

- was really excited to have you meet his mama. even more thrilled when she LOVED you

- he’ll complain about how long you take to get ready but secretly love watching you do it and tells you how pretty you are after

- insists on cooking for you (he’s a good cook!!) but loves when you cook for him just the same

- when it snows, he’ll pelt you with snow balls and then kiss your rosy cheeks to cheer you up

- HOWEVER, if you win (at anything for this matter), he’ll say “calm down babe it’s just a game”

- loves that he’s so much taller and bigger than you, he loves when you look up at him, it makes him feel like your protector

- need your tank filled up? he’s whipping his wallet out. nails? he’s got you. hair? don’t even think about paying. he loves to spend all his money on you because you’re ‘his girlfriend and he would fall apart if you spent a single dime when he can very easily pay for it’

- always lets you sleep in because you look ‘damn cute’

- always blabbering in his sleep about utter nonsense

- most importantly, you’re his entire world. nothing else matters, hell, nothing else even exists.

my fellow jean girlies find my new story right here. A slow burn fanfic!!

[crazychaoticizzy]

Oh nothing…… just thinking about the way Jean’s eyes look so pretty when the sun hits them just right when you wake up in the morning, reminding you of whiskey and honey. They’re just so pretty and tempting, especially in the early morning when he’s not quite awake, leaving lazy kisses on your collarbone while his lashes brush against your jaw.

Just thinking about the way Jean’s pretty hazel eyes widen slightly when he finds you flipping through his sketchbook—specifically the one he uses to draw you in. He panics just a bit before he notices the faint smile on your face as you admire each and every drawing, oblivious to his presence. When you glance up and meet his gaze, his eyes soften and he goes to stand next to you.

Thinking about the way he looks at you when he’s turned on. Lidded eyes clouded with lust, his hand on your waist to draw you closer no matter where you are. Or the way he looks up at you when he’s eating you out, his hand resting on your thigh to keep your legs spread as he continuously dips his tongue in and out of your wet hole.

Oh, and the way his eyes unfocus when you give him head or ride his dick. He can’t help but softly whimper when you take him fully, your hands trailing across his thighs or carding through his soft hair. You notice he goes slightly cross-eyed at times, his pretty hazel irises becoming thinner as his pupils dilate.

Just thinking….

AOT Masterlist

[meltingforthatackerman]

I can't help but laugh hard at this scene, because while Levi kicks Eren (we already know his kicks are reserved for him only), he grabs Jean's shoulder so he doesn't escape, and Jean's face goes like that because HE KNOWS HE'S NEXT. The amount of detail this anime has never ceases to amaze me.

[chrollohearttags]

J. Kirschtein: the pretty boy from the sticks. (He gives me Louisiana/Texas vibes) The lover boy, the fashion aficionado, cologne snob, model and musician.

[yuckarmin]

HOW HE SOUNDS | jean kirstein nsfw audio ˖ ࣪ . 𖧧 ࿐

˚ . ₊˚⊹ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!! jean x fem!reader, nsfw headcanons, swearing, nsfw audio [ please use headphones cuties! ] — mdni, requested <3

JEAN despite his obvious ego, i think he would be so weak when it comes to you. he would be pussywhipped for sure. he definitely begs just to eat you.

he dances on the line of being just simply grunting or so needy. sometimes it’s “fuck…all this just for me?” and “mhfm! aha—fuck.”

he’s definitely a talker. loves being very very vocal with you. he’s so attentive & attractive with it too. always asking what you want, how it feels. “right here? how’s it feel? here?”

and as a bonus… when he cums he whimpers. WHIMPERS. just straight up moaning and bucking his hips into you to chase his high 🫶🏾

source.

[umeoniii]

aot men as pervs

eren, jean, reiner

!: masturbation,

eren: he’s the type of pervy to literally stalk you and record your every move. he’ll write down stuff such as the lotion you use and will purchase it just so he can ‘smell you’. he probably does yucky things with the lotion while smelling it. also does stuff like slapping your ass while you’re caught off guard, will say it’s an accident even though it clearly wasn’t.

~

vanilla mocha martini eren thought to himself, quickly pulling out a pen and writing down the name of the lotion you pulled out of your bag. eren had been heavily infatuated with you for quiet a while. it was so much so to the point he had a whole secret journal dedicated to you and everything about you. it was honestly weird, anyone would file a restraining order against him if they knew just how far he went. he loved you even if he didn’t know you and just admired you from afar.

you turned around looking at the noise coming from behind you. a pen fell on the floor, eren’s pen. you watched as eren picked up the pen off the floor, his green eyes met yours, you dismissed him with a soft smile turning around.

you always found him peculiar, not necessarily in a rude way, but he was more reserved and kept to himself only speaking when spoken to. occasionally you’d see him walking and talking to his close friends but that was it. it always felt like he was watching you though. everytime you turned around his eyes were always in your direction before he’d avert them quickly.

she smiled at me.

when class was over he walked closely behind you, obviously invading your personal space. but it was worth being in your presence. when he walked passed you felt something like a hand rub against your butt, but when you turned around you saw no one too close to you. and when you turned back forward you saw eren walking slowly in front of you, phone in hand.

couldn’t have possibly been him, he’s not weird like that. you thought to yourself catching up with your friends.

he in fact was weird like that. because as soon as he got back to his dorm he grabbed his keys and drove to the closet mall, dashing straight to bath and body works to purchase the exact lotion he saw you use. even willing to stand in the long line, just to have the scent of you closer.

as soon as he got back to his dorm he immediately locked the door, his roomate should’ve been at a lecture during that time so he had nothing to worry about.

he sat on his bed and read through the contents of the lotion. opening the cap he squeezed a little bit onto his hand, rubbing it in and inhaling the intoxicating smell. it was too much for him.

he looked around before slowly undoing his belt and pulling out his dick. he rubbed his tip collecting the precum and rubbing it on his shaft.

he knew it was a bad idea to do what he was about to do. surely this lotion wasn’t good to be used as lube, especially considering it was scented and it could probably cause issues. but he just couldn’t find it in himself to care. he squeezed a generous amount of the lotion onto his hand and rubbed it onto his pulsing cock.

he thought about you while pumping, all his brain was focused on was the sweet smell, he wanted it to be your hand instead of his. your saliva instead of the lotion. he wished he could get even closer to you than he does in class.

his heavy pants and the wet sounds of him stroking himself were the only noises in the still, quiet room. he squeezed himself tighter, picking up his pace as he moaned your name.

“ y-y/n…. y/n what do i… have to do… to get closer to you” he groaned breathily

his long hair stuck to his forehead and neck, imagining what he would do to you if you were his. bending you over his desk, stuffing you with his twitching, sticky cock. there was so much he wanted to do to you, he was gonna do it. he would find a way to lure you in.

he felt himself getting closer to his high, tears brimmed his waterline from the pleasure he felt. hands starting to become shakier, as well as his rythym.

whines left his parted lips as strings of his white semen dispersed onto the wiry brown hairs on his lower abdomen. his abs were drenched in sweat, rising up and down as he sat trembling.

vanilla mocha martini still lingered in the air.

。

jean: it’s very hard to find him perverted bcs i feel he’s more respectful. BUT i didn’t say he wasn’t. he comments on your body often, even during the worst of times.

“your ass looks nice in those jeans, wear em’ more often.”

you and him would both laugh off the comment. and he created a mental image (maybe even a physical image) of your ass and painted it and hung it on his walls. it’s curves, dips, every detail of it. everytime he looks at it he… thinks and gets hornier, then relives himself. he probably pulled it off the wall once just to cum all over it. it probably would’ve been artsier if he left the cum on it, but that would lowkey be too much for any guests. an ass on the wall is already a lot.

~

you sat next to your brother’s best friend jean while your brother got up. your brother had invited you along with him to have dinner. he didn’t mention jean being there but it didn’t matter that much to you. jean was cool, you liked him. though you’ve only been aquatinted to him very few times he was very funny and charming in the stories you heard about him.

your brother had left off to the restroom leaving you and jean alone at the table. jean liked you, a lot for a good amount of time. he stalked all your social media, your brother and your parents’ socials. he always made sure to listen whenever your brother mentioned you and how annoying you could be.

“i don’t know man, she doesn’t sound that bad” he would say, imagining the scene in his head.

of course he never told your older brother about it for so many reasons including the fact you’d probably end up finding out about it. he wanted to let you know his feelings on his own.

brown eyes scanned the entirety of your outfit. the tight fitting gray long sleeve , your jewelry, and especially those jeans. blue jeans that were so very tight, revealing your curves in all the right ways. he couldn’t help but to sneak a glimpse at your ass any time you stood up.

you got up to go wash your hands and felt a hand grip your waist. his thirsty eyes met yours complimenting your dress choice.

“you’re body looks amazing, especially your ass.” he winked slyly at you.

your body grew hot and you gave him a weak smile. you laughed with a small thank you ignoring the last part of what he said. though it did make you feel good inside. even lower if you were honest with yourself.

the whole rest of the dinner felt heated, sweaty well at least it was to you. jean nonchalantly sat there talking to you and your brother as if he didn’t say anything to you at all. when it was over he gave you a hug, his large hands grabby at your fleshy hips. he gave you a kiss on both cheeks before waving you and your brother off.

as soon as he got home he took out his easel, paint and canvas. he was very artistic, he attended a very prestigious art school in which him and your older brother attended together.

he rough sketched your body, reflecting your form onto the canvas with a pencil. then he painted over the sketch. blue, red, brown so many colors. and a few hours when he was finally finished he fixated his eyes on his creation in amusement.

he loved it. looking at it he couldn’t help but touch himself as he stared at the canvas in admiration. he looked down whiled his hands went down to his underwear band, pulling it down slightly just enough for his hard dick to be freed. he bit his lip softly stroking himself looking back up and eyeing the portrait.

he groaned raspy, his pink tip peeking out of his fist after every stroke.

there’s no way she didn’t know what she was doing. she wore them on purpose, just for me.

so many thoughts flooding his muddled brain his eyes squinted and eyebrows cinched as he rubbed himself. heavy breaths, whines and moans filled his quiet apartment, the portrait sitting in between his legs not yet mounted.

“y/n honey i need you so bad, please you really don’t know just how bad i need you. i get so rilled up thinking of you. at this point i’m a creep with the things i do.” whines slipped from his pretty, pink lips.

“god what would eric even think of me doing something like this? painting an explicit portrait of his baby sister then jacking off to it? he would hate me wouldn’t he.” he laughed out of breath

his continued to get off, the cold rings on his fingers gliding against the veins on his shaft.

grunts left through gritted teeth as jean felt himself getting closer. he looked at the warm colors painted on the canvas in between his thighs and couldn’t help but to smirk to himself.

what’d he give to actually come all over your real ass is the last stable thought he had before he painted on the portrait even more.

with his own semen.

。

reiner: now he’s #1 perv on this list. he stares you up and down all the time, sometimes he doesn’t even bother hiding it. manages to find ways to see you naked. like he’d walk in on you while you’re changing bcs “he forgot his charger” he touches himself to your insta photos, your panties that he stole, literally anything that involves you bcs he’s that desperate, it’s lowkey pathetic. but i love me a pathetic man. he doesn’t even hide the fact that he wants to touch you, he’d find any kind of excuse and would touch you. he’s just really thirsty.

~

reiner sat on his couch staring at the frilly lace panties in his hands that he stole from your home. earlier you had invited him over in hopes he’d help you understand your work better. if he was being true to himself he didn’t care anything about calculus. he only came over so he could flirt with you.

when he sat down next to you at your desk he sat close. your legs and his were touching and you could hear his shaky breathing. and his hands, if they weren’t on the paper or on his phone they were on your thighs. rubbing and gripping your skin, and when you looked up at him he’d act completely oblivious and get back to teaching you.

he knew what he was doing. he told himself by the end of the day he would have you on that bed begging for his mercy. and that he did.

the whole time he endlessly flirted with you. his large hands rubbing your upper thigh and pinching your cheeks. he saw how he charmed you and finally gave in.

“you know you’re such a pretty girl. you’re the type of woman i’d want to fuck senselessly then marry.” his hand rubbed yours

you couldn’t believe that he just said that. your eyes trailed down to your thighs, his hands moving towards the inside.

“can we please just study.” you said staring forward trying not to pay attention to him.

“yeah sure ignore what i said i guess…” he sighed “ if you can get these ten correct i’ll give you a surprise.” he winked

you thought he’d buy you dinner, get you a small little gift, chips, candy, something. instead you lay on your bed griping his back as he thrusted his girthy cock into you.

“maybe this’ll help motivate you ” he grunted

“y-you’re so weird” you whined, your heart-shaped anklet charm hitting his neck.

“don’t act like you don’t like it” he growled in your ear sarcastically

long nails gripped onto the satin sheets for leverage as reiner pounded into you mercilessly. you didn’t understand why and how you even let him do this to you.

reiner was the word ‘pervert’ personified. always looking up peoples skirts, making smart comments, getting touchy. you detected something was probably going to happen with him in your home, but he was somewhat smart and you really needed help.

and you couldn’t deny the fact that it actually felt good and that he was very appealing to look at. it was just one of the last things you expected to be doing that friday night.

“keep going just like that” you hiccuped

“thought… i was weird?” he chuckled breathlessly into your ear.

you couldn’t even find it in you to give him a snarky reply as you were too occupied with how he was inside of you.

the way his sensitive tip rubbed against the ridges inside of you was enough to literally drive you both insane. he became more touchy as he went on.

“f-fuck, you’re so fucking cute. i’ve always wanted to fuck… you.” he groaned in your ear.

“i can… tell” you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“no seriously, i ain’t even smart. i had no clue …what i was talking about the whole…time.”

it was a scheme to get into your panties.

and it worked.

you couldn’t attempt to be upset at him either, because with the way your pussy gripped onto him and your ever so audible moans and whines left that mouth of yours, he knew you were enjoying it.

your labored breaths and his became louder as the tension in your room grew.

“you gonna let me cum inside of your precious cunt?”

you shook your head.

“awww… c’mon it’s not… gonna be… that bad” he taunted in between heavy breaths

he didn’t care because he was gonna do just as he pleased.

“oh god reiner” your nails scratched at his sweaty back feeling yourself reach your orgasm.

you tightened around him while your pretty eyelashes fluttered as he still pounded into you, heavy balls slapping your pretty cunt.

greedy lips kissed your neck, chin and cheeks, the scratchy stubbly feeling blending in with the overstimulation.

“ m’ gonna cum all inside of you y/n” he nipped at your neck

you felt as he his cock frantically twitched inside of you, his grip on you becoming tighter.

he moaned almost inaudibly into your ear as he filled your womb with his silky cum.

♡

tags!: @hangesgirlypop @negrospirit @yiugen

a/n: just started the taglist! u can always b apart of it w the form on my pinned post if u want! (^з^)♡ also if there’s someone else u wanna see feel free to request!! (￣∀￣)

[reinerszn]

men who put you in your place as soon as you start acting bratty n all tough. they’ll fuck you right then and there, doesn’t matter who’s around. their dick is filling you right up, your cunt a mold for them. you’ll whimper and moan from how they impale you on them, digging your nails in their forearms. “what happened to that shit you was talkin’?” they’ll groan as soon as they bottom out, enveloped in your warm walls. their hand snakes up to your throat, the feeling rough and calloused. they’ll force you to arch beautifully, making you press your back flush against their chest. “you were actin’ like a big girl earlier, where she at?” their thrusts are powerful enough to knock out the air in your lungs yet so agonizingly slow it makes you wanna fuck yourself on them. that big n tough girl was now moaning like a bitch in heat as their eyes rolled back in pure bliss.

“yeah, ain’t so tough now huh?”

REINER. eren. levi. connie. JEAN. miche. toji. KAGEYAMA. iwaizumi. USHIJIMA. aone. & any of your favs !!

[erotica1star]

[levishart]

even my own father betrays me.

[toadallyspice]

Jean-bear pt. 2 for late Valentines Day