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I'm just a teenage dirtbag, baby by lilrei
Fandoms: Shingeki no Kyojin | Attack on Titan
20 Aug 2026
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It’d been about two weeks since Eren had found him out and he’d reluctantly stopped following him around at Marco’s request. It’s not like he completely lied to Eren, he did in fact use some of the pictures for his classes, it just wasn’t the whole entire truth. He did wish he was a photo major…
Whenever possible, Jean would still sneak phone pics if he happened upon Eren by almost kind of complete accident. But worst of all, Eren had called him a creep. Sure Jean had gotten off on more than one occasion to sweaty pictures of Eren shirtless during practice, but it wasn’t like he’d stolen any of his gym towels or anything. (Marco had caught him and smacked the shit out of him before he could shove the towel in his bag). He was just kinda maybe obsessed with Eren.
Or that one fic where Jean is Eren's stalker and very much wants to get in his pants.
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29 Aug 2026
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Jean Kirstein's plan was to survive. To keep his head down, join the Military Police, and never think about the monsters outside the Walls. But a pair of green eyes and a voice that never shuts up about freedom have ruined everything.
He hates Eren Yeager. He hates the way Eren charges into danger, the way he believes in a future Jean can't see, and the way he makes Jean feel like a coward for wanting to live. He hates him so much that he can't stop thinking about him.
In a world where a single moment of distraction can get you killed, loving your rival is a death sentence. But for Jean, it might be the only thing that's ever made him want to be a hero.
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Entire attack on titan, if Jean and Eren were the main lovers.
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29 Aug 2026
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[Time passes oddly. Between one second and the next, Sokka has the Fire Lord pinned to the wall with his hands around the bastard’s throat. Golden eyes (one gold eye, his mind whispers) widen in shock.
“Sokka?” he chokes out. And then he smiles.
What the fuck?
“Sokka, I—”
Sokka slams his head against the wall, once, twice, and the smile wipes off his face. Good.
“What,” Sokka bites out, “have you done to my sister?”]
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An injury leaves Sokka with amnesia. His last memory is of the failed invasion, of leaving his father behind in enemy territory on the Day of Black Sun. Of hopelessness. Rage.
But then he wakes up, and the war is over. Suddenly, he must come to terms with the fact that years have passed, and that he's somehow the Southern Water Tribe Ambassador to the Fire Nation. He is also supposedly friends with banished-Prince-turned-Fire-Lord Zuko, of all people. Close friends.
Yeah, nah.
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22 Aug 2026
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Hell could be peaceful for some but cruel for others. It would burn some, leaving their skin charred and melted. Majority, it would devour, tearing skin and drinking their blood like wine.
But for a select few, it would leave them expressionless and alone under a starry blue sky with sand beneath their feet.
Ymir had been involved with Hell in more ways than one, however, love covered the violence with a gentle embrace.
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04 Aug 2026
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Sakuya remembers what matters. Ryo remembers what doesn’t.
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28 Jul 2026
Bookmarker's Notes
genuinely heartbreaking and so so well written... shouldn't have ignored the tags kill me but its too good to let go