You're still my person, even if I'm not yours. ✮ EREN JAEGER ╱ Modern-Actor AU © INNERBLOOMS

(Eren x reader) (Jean x reader) After her tragic past, Y/N finds herself in Paradis, the city she once dreamed of escaping to with her two best friends-but dreams don't shine as bright after a big loss. As she tries to rebuild her life, new faces begin to pull her in: unexpected friendships, complicated feelings, and someone she can't quite figure out. But some wounds run deep... and not everything in Paradis is what it seems. 𖥸 Content Warning: This story contains mature themes including drug use, alcohol, sexual content, violence, and suicide. Reader discretion is advised. Additional warnings will be provided at the beginning of chapters. 𖥸 Slow Burnish? Idk, I guess we'll see... but don't expect smut on the first five chapters

She sang to survive, never expecting her voice would change someone else's life. Performing at a local town bar was all Y/n knew, her only source of income and escape. But when a mysterious stranger appeared in the crowd hiding behind a hoodie, a black beanie, and a mask covering the bottom half of his face, he looked more like a thief than a man trying to enjoy his night at the bar. The only thing that seemed familiar were the eyes she had only seen through a screen. The forgotten rockstar, Connie Springer. And what better way to earn money than working for the fallen star desperate to reclaim the career his addictions had destroyed? What could possibly go wrong when you're writing songs for the known walking disaster.

Y/n used to have a future. Once upon a time, there were dreams of stages, spotlights, and cheers - until a single injury shattered all of it. Now? She's barely hanging onto college, drowning in grades, and doing her best to push the world away before it leaves her first. Jean Kirstein wasn't supposed to stick around. Annoying, persistent, and impossible to shake, he shows up when Y/n least wants anyone to. But sometimes the wrong people slip through the cracks, and sometimes the heart can't tell the difference between a lifeline and a hook. This isn't just a love story. This is a story about a boy who let the light in a girl's dark world, flickering where she never thought it could glow again.

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞 ─┈ In desperate search of solace, wearing two losses on your hands like thick textured gloves, you arrive at Trost State University in an attempt to live out a dream you once shared with someone dear. There, eating off the bone of sheer chance, your present is greeted by your past, and you find your life intertwining with a group of close-knit friends. Lingering in their shadows, close behind, is an art student named Jean Kirstein, with a cold exterior, heavy-bagged eyes, and unpredictable behavior. It's not long before your heads clash, but what happens when your hearts begin to do the same? 𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧 aot college au. 18+. dark content. check all trigger warnings. intended only for mature audiences. read at your own risk. an absolute slow burn so if you're gonna complain, don't read!! i am not accepting translations!! cover art credit - bearbrickjia ☆﹕ good rankings﹒✷︵ #1 jeankirstein #1 shingeki #1 jeanxreader #1 attackontitanfanfiction #1 jean #1 college au #1 party ෆ

Attack on Titan boys x Reader A book of oneshots for your favorite Shingeki no Kyojin characters. Disclaimer: I do not own characters nor plots that are similar to the anime/manga

❀ 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑛𝑖𝑒 𝑠𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 "𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞"

Give him back. GIVE HIM BACK TO ME! [Attack on Titan x Jujutsu Kaisen Crossover] [Disclaimer: I only own Lucy Ackerman and her plot.]

Carmen joined the cadets expecting discipline, exhaustion, and maybe a black eye or two. She didn't expect to find a family in the 104th, or to fall, slowly and disastrously, for her childhood friend Jean Kirstein. Between botched drills, chaotic ODM exercises, and teasing banter, life in training feels almost... normal. Playful, even. But as the walls begin to fall and the Titans close in, the laughter fades. Bonds are tested, innocence shatters, and Carmen finds herself swept into a war she never meant to fight-where every choice comes with a cost, and not everyone makes it home. Attack on Titan Fanfic ~Cover is commissioned and not to be reused, traced or posted. Artwork done by Korin_archives on vgen~ - I do not own the characters - Only OC Carmen

NEW CHAPTERS COMING SOON! She should have died in Shiganshina. A Titan stopped in front of her, too still, too deliberate, its attention lingering like a held breath. It looked at her. Felt her. And then, inexplicably, it turned away. Years later, Y/N joins the 104th Cadet Corps, carrying that moment in her bones. She is observant to the point of discomfort. Too composed. Too aware. She knows when something is wrong long before alarms sound. She feels Titans before she sees them. Their intent coils under her skin. Hunger without a mouth. Rage without a face. It presses against her ribs like a warning she never learned how to name. Some cadets admire her precision. Others keep their distance. A few whisper that no one should know that much and stay human. Jean Kirstein notices her anyway. He tells himself it's irritation. Her silence. Her refusal to explain herself. The way she looks at danger like she's already measured it. But fascination has a way of disguising itself as frustration, and Jean is running out of excuses for why she keeps pulling his attention off course. The Echoes are no longer dormant. They spike in battle. They fracture in quiet rooms. They respond to voices that should not reach her and to choices she has not made yet. Someone is listening on the other end, closer than she ever expected. And watching from the periphery is Captain Levi Ackerman, whose gaze lingers a second too long, whose instincts sharpen whenever hers do. He does not ask questions without reason. He does not protect without calculation. But something about Y/N registers to him as familiar in a way he does not trust. As the 104th fractures under pressure and the truth behind the walls begins to surface, Y/N is forced to confront the thing she has spent years suppressing. She is not broken. She is not chosen by chance. And the Echoes were never meant to stay quiet.