Jean "it's good soup" Kirstein (
neighsaying) wrote2023-12-08 12:11 am
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This is Jean. Leave a message, and I'll reach back out when I'm available. [ Previously was thunderspear ]
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[ He's not going to debate the fuckability of the Armored Titan here because he's supposed to be terrified of him, but it was kind of fun, in a distant way, to use Reiner like a launching pad.
Since Eren doesn't cling, Jean doesn't wrap his arms around him. But he does lay on his side, one arm bent so he can prop his head on his hand and watch Eren, their legs touching. ]
If you were going based on attractiveness then Shadis would have been my first guess.
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[He nudges Jean with one of his knees, muttering:]
Shut up. I meant his titan...
[Which is also just objectively incorrect. Have you seen that armored cake? Be serious.]cw: casual canon-setting ableism
I mean, yeah, there's almost no skin on it. You wanna get with someone who doesn't have skin on most of their body? Kinda gross.
[ Jean nudges Eren's knee back, a little harder. ]
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What are you getting at? It's not funny. [And yet, he doesn't really sound angry. Jean's attempt at distracting him might be working. Just a little bit.]
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Come on, it's kinda funny.
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[He hooks his arm around Jean's head, attempting to shift enough that he can place the older boy in a headlock.]
You're just a jackass.
We could probably wrap it here with them fighting lmao
[ He hooks his arm around Jean's head but Jean's got the experience actually fighting people to put his hand where Eren's elbow is, keeping him from closing it around his head.
If Eren wants a wrestling match, he'll get one. ]
:E
WELL I CAN'T LET THIS STAND
#boys ]
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Shit, dude. What the hell was that?
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[ Grumbling, but he's clearly not actually that irritated, pushing at the arm still around his neck. ]
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[He makes an attempt at Jean's other shoulder.]
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[ No! He's not allowing this, ducking his shoulder down in an attempt to scramble away from Mr. Bitey over there. ]
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I'll bite you then too! I can take it all the way now, you know. [These words, of course, punctuated by small grunts of effort as they continue to "wrestle".]
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I'll set you on fire, you dumb mutt.
[ Jean growls it out as he tries to pull his feet out. He's gonna lose a sock at this rate. ]