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ahhhckkk it's my birthday Woop Woop !!!!

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Jean and Mikasa after a fight:

"How are you feeling right now?"

"Murderous."

"Okay." —he gives her a hug and she crumbles.

#ohmygod its been so long #hiiii my jeankasa babies #watch out for my latest fic! #jeankasa #jean kirstein #mikasa ackerman #attack on titan #jeankasafics

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Also, if you have any fic ideas for jeankasa, wanna rant, or just share your thoughts about the ship or manga/anime in general, my inbox is open!! Asks can be submitted anonymously or not, it's all good here 🥰

#jeankasa #jean kirstein #mikasa ackerman #attack on titan #jeankasafics #manga #anime

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I was suspended on Twitter days ago for spam??¿ and didn't notice until now lmao. I don't even know how that came to be because I'm rarely there but oh well. Since I can no longer promote there, please read my latest jk fic!! It's my most poetic fic to date lol and personally I feel like this is my best writing but that's just me. This literally didn't leave my conscience alone for months on end until I got tired from the mental torment and just hit publish. Not beta'ed. All mistakes are mine. Characters aren't, unfortunately:(. Fic title is borrowed from the title of one of my favorite local books and thought to myself how perfect it sounded for my jeankasa babies. Against the big scary titans, they're both wounded little gods. 🥺

#jeankasa #jean kirstein #mikasa ackerman #attack on titan #jeankasafics #manga #anime

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woke up to several notes today, way to make me realize this account exists lol. going off twitter really made me kind of lost again haha. do you guys have any jeankasa artists you recommend for me to follow, if I'm not already!

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Imagine school castes jeankasa being friends this way:

Mikasa worms her way out of the crowd, tries to find Eren and Armin but sees them having fun instead. Discouraged, she goes up alone, eager to skulk and find a semblance of peace in the form of a secluded room located in the upper limits of the building. Surely, she isn't gonna find a couple making out and doing god knows what. (She's hopeful, anyway.)

Heaving a sigh of relief once she's gotten away from the stench of high school breath, sweat and the awful overuse of cologne, she finds herself in one of the rooms just like she wanted. With no friends to accompany her, she finds herself listening to music and closing her eyes. She dozes off for some time (Finally, peace.)

But it doesn't last that long. Startled by the sound of the door banging loudly against the frame, she watches as Jean Kirstein—resident bad boy and most annoying person in the planet—blindly goes into the room without noticing her sitting on the floor, and kicks one of the chairs instead.

She watches it skid across the floor.

"Should I go into another room to gain my semblance of peace back?" She asks, and watches as he lets out a yelp at the sound of her voice. (Which she documents later in her diary for absolutely joyous reasons.)

"Mikasa? Wh-what? Why are you here?" He asks, clearly out of breath, probably physically bruised from his outburst, absolutely bruised emotionally from whatever it is that happened. It's the first time she sees him out of character. (It's intriguing.)

"Could ask you the same thing. Poor chair." She tells him, and she sees the first semblance of spatial awareness go back to his being.

"Oh." He says, then pauses for a while. "I'm sorry. I'll go."

She watches him fidget with his god-awful pretentious jacket, and fail to walk with a manly gait towards the door before she takes pity.

"Or you can stay."

He stops. Turns. Stares. (She stares back.)

He walks. Goes. Stands. (In front of her.)

He looks down at her. She raises her brows.

"Surely, you don't mind sitting on the floor, bad boy? (Awful, I know.) I don't think the chairs would like you going near them right now."

When she said it, she expected a look of indignity, but he actually laughs, and she wonders why it sounds different from all the time that she's heard him laugh before. (She filters this away later in her diary to test out her theory of his character.)

"You have a point." He says, and he moves to sit down next to her, and she watches him sigh.

"I can't believe you aren't cursing me off."

"I still can."

"Please don't."

"Only if you tell me what made you hurt a chair like that."

"You don't want to know."

"I'm asking?"

"Not now."

"Okay."

A pregnant silence.

"Why are you here?" "Why are you here?"

"Oh." "Huh."

"You first." He tells her.

"I just wanted to get away from everyone."

"Oh, cool. Yeah. Of course, you would."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing."

"Hmm."

"Anyway."

"Deflection. Interesting."

"Anywayyy...

What are you listening to?"

"Oh." She answers, and looks down at her playlist full of artists long dead and alive artists long forgotten. She hides away her phone.

"Nothing."

"I wanna hear."

"No you don't."

"Come on."

"No."

"Ahh."

He fidgets in his seat beside her.

"What are you doing."

"I'm not sure why I'm here."

"Do you want to go back downstairs?" She asks.

"No." He answers.

"Then you can stay where you are and just sit silently with me. Or go. Whatever you want." She tells him, and goes back to listening to music. She closes her eyes and leans her head against the wall behind her.

He watches her and she feels his stare.

"I think I'll stay." He whispers, but she does not hear.

She does not hear, but she sees him the next day. And the day after that. And the day after that.

It becomes their place somehow, this secluded little room that is of no apparent significance to their education, but grows comfortable in the company of one another. Most days, they don't talk. And when they do, it's almost always about inconsequential things or mindless bickering. They still don't know why exactly they go in there, knowing they wouldn't find the quiet they seem to have wanted at first. But after a while, he tells her willingly about the story that preceded his abuse of the chair, and she allows him one earphone to listen to her playlist, and somehow, it's okay.

#jeankasafics #jean kirstein #jeankasa #mikasa ackerman

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hey loves, tryna get into the mood for writing! got a short break from school for holy week because I live in a religious country y'all (not work tho 😭 is this really how it goes???!?) so I need some food for thought, questions to ponder, anything you'd like to ask or request!! please please please send them over my way 🥺 my inbox would gladly be open the following days huhu I need inspiration and motivationnnnnn

#jeankasa

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Jean and his wonderful Mikasa-filled dreams 🥺

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HELP THEY'RE SO CUTE.

#jean kirstein #mikasa ackerman #jeankasa #attack on titan

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hii, been a while since I last posted lol. Behind on aot now, real life gotta advance somehow 😭. Anyway, I took a break from my acads and work and saw a movie, and one of the lines of the side character who ended up with the lead character said this to the other lead character: "Our love may be quiet and boring (to you) but it is sure."

Anyway, that's it lmaooo. Of course it reminded me of jeankasa, what's new? 😭

How are you guys??

#please drink water #have you eaten yet

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What gets me weak every time about this image is how despite the fact that Jean sees Mikasa probably every single day since they were training, his reaction with regards to her does not decline, and only gets stronger as the story progresses. Sure, he wasn't the babbling teenager who fell in love at first glance anymore, but would he follow her to wherever she goes and confront a titan without second thoughts just so he could save her and be there for her? You bet he would. Would he bet his entire food on her without wasting a single breath even when people around him are unsure of the outcome? You bet he would. Would he be there to be honest with her and give her the harsh truths because he knows that's what she needs and that she can take them? You bet he would. Would he stand next to her and always keep her in his line of sight all the time even though he knows she can take good care of herself? You bet he'll do it anyway. Would he play the hard parts and look her in the eye with complete trust in her judgement, even though he's doubting himself inside? For her, he would. Get yourself someone who looks at you, cares for you, respects you, adores you, and loves you the way Jean looks, cares, respects, adores, and loves Mikasa.

#who likes jk #jeankasa #jean kirstein #mikasa ackerman #attack on titan #i love them so much

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they're both mappa's favorites.

#jeankasa #jean kirstein #mikasa ackerman #attack on titan

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To the MAPPA employee who blurred the heck out of this image to fit into the background as an effective tease to the crumbs-deprived jks all over the world, can you please end our suffering and release the HD version please ?

😭😭😭

#jeankasa #jean kirstein #mikasa ackerman #attack on titan

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Jeankasa Week 2022 Day 02: Painter and Muse

POV: You’re Connie or Sasha. Also… Mikasa is my muse too.

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JEAN and MIKASA in SnK S4P2 Ep. 6

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Jeankasa Week 2022 Day 04: Changes

I can’t believe my first OCs are Jeankasa bebes.

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Day 2: Painter and Muse 💘