Marcobotd Stories

My name is Marco. I play the piano. I'm 16 years old. And I'm depressed. This is my story... Well, not really my story, but our story, Jean has a big role in it too. Hell, he's basically the main character. This is the story of how I fell for a bipolar, depressed, dorky 15 year old boy. This is the story of how I found hope in a crooked, broken smile. And even though this story is sad and emotional and a bit depressing, I want to share it with you. So please listen. Thanks {modern au where Jean and Marco are part of a depressed teens support group. SNK/AOT is not mine, and I do not own the characters. I do own the cover picture. Hope you enjoy the story!}

Jean needs to use the bathroom, and Marco follows him to help him. (Artwork is by me @svaria_ on insta)

This is just another attack on titan fanfiction! Full of well... titans cx enjoy

Jean, an art student enrolled in his local art college, has been having dreams of people from what seems a different universe. Most recently, a freckled young man with a smile like no other, has been haunting his dreams. He thinks nothing of his strange dreams until one day he meets a certain model in his art class.