[Jean Kirstein x Reader] College AU ╔══ ❀•°❀°•❀ ══╗ For twelve long years, she has fought against Jean Kirstein, the brilliant, insufferable academic rival who seems to always be one step ahead. Their rivalry is a quiet storm, the kind that brews in classrooms and library corners, sharp words and silent glances exchanged across chalkboards. She has never needed anyone, least of all him, until now. Desperate to pass Calculus, a subject she has long avoided, she swallows her pride and turns to him for help. It's not easy, surrendering to a man who knows her every weakness, her every flaw, and yet, as they spend late nights in the glow of desk lamps, something shifts between them. In the space between lessons and equations, an unexpected friendship is born-fragile at first, like the delicate curve of an unsolved formula. But as the days pass, it grows, complicated and tender, until the lines between competition and affection blur. [Caution] Drugs, smoking, cursing, ect

There's something about the way he looks at you, like he's already memorized the parts you try to hide. Jean Kirstein is smoke and scars, laughter too loud, secrets he won't say out loud. And still, somehow, every sketch, every line, every night ends up being about you.

𝖩𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝖪𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗂𝗇．

In search of stillness, you leave Marley behind. Bruised feet, frayed dreams, and all. You land at Paradis University with a ballet scholarship and baggage you never unpacked. There, among paint-stained hands and late-night smoke breaks, you find yourself entangled in the lives of a tightly knit group of students, each carrying their own cracks. At the center of it all is Jean Kirstein: sharp-tongued, cigarette-breathed, and hiding more than he lets on. You're discipline. He's chaos. But the line between stage and studio starts to blur, and what begins as friction might just become a kind of art in itself.

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.

~~~ "So, what are you singing tonight? More 'I hate men' songs?" He says with a soft smirk. "Uhmn actually I had a change of heart." I say. "Yeah? Why's that? Did my kiss affect you so bad you wanna sing about it?" He says joking "Okay Mr. Cocky, no I'm not singing about your kiss. So shut up." I say with a scoff. ~~~ She's the lead singer in her band "Her". The band is known for songs of hating men. Her ex boyfriend had changed her whole outlook of men, but one night her band mates Sasha and Connie invited their whole friend group to the gig. That's where she meets Jean Kirstein, an overly confident man... the type she (normally) HATES. Jean Kirstein x reader ⚠️EXPLICIT CONTENT⚠️

|𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 - 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 - 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 - 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐝 𝐏𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞 - 𝟏𝟖+ 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭| As a young woman living in late-1800s New York, you find yourself under the guardianship and employment of your surrogate sister's widower. Together, you manage a humble estate that boasts a lovely reputation with newlyweds and travelers looking for a quiet stay along the waterfront. That is until a handsome, talented author and his moody companion decide to take up residence for the entire summer. OLD CHAPS ARE BEING RE-EDITED Cross posted on AO3 @ratboiradio Contains: Mature Language, Discussions of Character Death, Physical Assault, Blood, Mentions of Sexual Assault, Trauma/Impact of Trauma, Sexual Content Started: May 2, 2022

✿ꕥ°✎ Baseball player Jean x Journalist Reader (modern au) ✿ꕥ°✎ "𝙳𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎, 𝚈/𝙽. 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗." *literally inspired by a fanart by ksenka_ks on Twitter and a One Direction song* •A slight slow burn• {After spending 23 years rooted in the familiar confines of Trost, you find yourself uprooted, embarking on a journey to the bustling metropolis of Maria. Leaving behind the comfort of home, family, and friends, you set your sights on a thriving career in journalism, landing a coveted position at the prestigious sports paper, Shiganshina's Sports Stars. Amidst the hustle and bustle of your new life, fate intervenes when you encounter a familiar face at a baseball game you're covering for your latest article. As you unexpectedly cross paths with someone from your past-this time, not among the crowd, but on the field itself. In essence, this story chronicles the intertwined destinies of two kindred spirits, as they navigate the twists and turns of life, ultimately finding their way back to each other against all odds.} ••••••••••••• !!same warnings as in every fanfic, this contains mature themes, like smut, drug and alcohol use, talks about mental health, etc.!! [Rough word count: 77,050] ••••••••••••• 10th jeankirstein - 19/06/22 1st jeankirsteinxreader - 15/06/24 4th erwinsmith - 12/04/24 8th kirstein - 13/04/24 ••••••••••••• STARTED: 05/04/22 ENDED: 03/06/25

{ Jean Kirstein x fem! Y/N } || Modern AOT AU Your life is in shambles. Your relationship with your boyfriend Jared is hanging on by a thread ever since he moved to New Eldia to pursue a career in music. After one of the most grueling semesters you've endured throughout the entirety of your college career, you have one thing to look forward to- moving to Marley City. With a new degree in biology, a job working in a research lab one of the most prestigious universities in the country under your belt, and a chance to live a life you've only ever imagined in the city that never sleeps- you know you have to take charge of your life before you lose your last shred of humanity. You move into a run-down 2 bed/1bath apartment in the heart of the Marley district, expecting a girl your age to occupy the other bedroom based on what the leasing company told you. Instead, a tall 22 year old man appears in your apartment, and you don't need your degree to tell that you guys are polar opposites. You're a bright, diligent, 4.0+ GPA scholar with dreams of getting into an M.D/PhD program. An introverted homebody at heart with a close circle and a closed off heart. A self-proclaimed nerd with a knack for the finer things in life like cheap moscato, obscure coffee shops, and long days sunbathing with a book in hand and headphones on. He's an attractive narcissist who only cares about going out and fooling around with anyone and anything that distracts him from his dreary job at a small investment banking firm. Sassy and reckless with an overly nonchalant attitude that makes your blood boil. Two opposing forces, one unit in the big city. Only the universe knows what apartment 215 has in store for you. ⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ 18+, dark content mentioned so please heed any trigger warnings and read at your own risk! Crossposted to AO3 -- "apt. 215 { Jean Kirstein x Reader - Modern AU }" by itsthebeehere

|| ᴊᴇᴀɴ ᴋɪʀꜱᴛᴇɪɴ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ || ᴀᴏᴛ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ᴀᴜ - Autumn. The season of change. Her life had been like a puzzle where people always took a small piece from it. First her mother, then her father and even herself. His life on the other hand was a veil of perfection, behind which he was tired of hiding. But in front of Trost State College she made a promise to herself, 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙪𝙞𝙡𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣. While in front of her, he silently asked himself.. 𝙞𝙛 𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙝𝙪𝙜𝙚 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚, 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜. "sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ɪs ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴇᴀsʏ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴛ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ᴍᴇ, ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ʟᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ" [ fem!reader ] ------ This story will contain strong language and also cover some heavy/graphic topics that i'll put in my trigger warnings in the introduction. So proceed with caution <3 Also this is going to be a sloow burn, there will be lots of tension, yearning too (because i love men who yearn), so i hope we can enjoy this ride together <3