In an attempt to escape the lifeless bounds of your past, your acceptance to Trost state university fills your aching heart with a sense of hope. Forming bonds and relationships both beneficial and others: not so much lead to the scars from behind to momentarily fade. The trauma infects you, and burying yourself in work seems to be the most effective way to cope. Well, until a specific horse-faced peer intertwines his way through your twisted mind. Was he trying to ruin you? Or maybe he was trying to repair you.

Your name was everywhere. Streaming charts, music blogs, even whispers of record deals. You were the college singer everyone was talking about, balancing the whirlwind of rising fame with the demands of student life. Jean Kirstein, however, remained neutral. He was a regular college student, battling deadlines and dorm life, and the celebrity buzz felt distant and irrelevant. He knew who you were, of course, impossible not to. But you were just another star in the making, consumed by the spotlight. Then, fate intervened in the form of a dreaded group project in music theory, forcing you and Jean to work together. He quickly discovered the person behind the viral sensation was far more complex than he'd ever imagined. 18+ at times there will be warnings. *ongiong

Two souls caught in their own solitary orbits until they inevitably clash... - Following the rigid path of your own obligations, you find yourself at the University of Sina. Junior year is supposed to be a good one for you. No drama, no stress, and definitely no guys. In an instant, Jean Kirstein threatens all of that. He is everything you try not to be. Cynical, arrogant, and kind of an asshole. But sometimes the things you've been avoiding end up being the things you've been needing. Caught in the delicate gap between shadows and incandescence, nothing is certain. And nothing will ever be the same again. This is the story of two hearts trying to beat in synchronicity. Of two people desperately trying to exist in the space between each other amid the chaos within themselves.

Wild west au set in the late 1800's , cowboy jean x city girl fem!reader Being sent to the west was supposed to be a reality check, a time for you to learn responsibilities and grow out of your pampered, aristocratic behaviour engraved into your mind by the luxury lifestyle you were fed throughout your life. A time for you to learn the needs to be a good wife, to be able to provide for your families business and continue to grace pride upon your name. But when a trouble-prone cowboy makes his way into your life, a sudden need to break free from the generational curse of arranged marriage and business opportunities presents itself in the most untimely ways. All because of him; this cowboy with honey glazed eyes and messy ash hair. Maybe this wasn't the exile you were promised. Is this, freedom? ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ Because everyone needs a good cowboy Jean fic in their life Irregular updates... i'm sorry guys im a busy woman. (sometimes) I'll try not to leave you hanging to much though, pinky promise. Cross-posted on AO3: Kirsteinsonly Writing updates on tumblr/instagram @kirsteinsonly. Visuals: https://pin.it/1bSPKtkng Please enjoy... :) Cover art; @@AFpocketbee !

They were Marley's best athletes and each other's worst distractions. Jean Kirstein, golden boy captain of the Titans hockey team, has everything riding on Nationals. Y/N L/N, Marley's top figure skater, is chasing her Nationals title with cold precision. The two have nothing in common except ice and ambition. And maybe the fact that they can't stop bickering every time their paths cross. But as winter deepens and the pressure builds, their rivalry starts to fracture into something deeper, softer. Y/N falls first. Jean falls harder. ⛧°. ⋆༺🏒✧ ❅ ✧⛸️༻⋆. °⛧ A rivals-to-lovers-to-strangers-to-lovers romance about competition, heartbreak, and what it really means to get back up again. ❕I have never read Icebreaker. Any similarities are purely coincidence ❕

"𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚." he declares with a defiant huff. You look at him, admitting, "𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺? 𝘪'𝘮 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦." Jean raises an eyebrow. "𝘼 𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙘, 𝙝𝙪𝙝?" "𝘈𝘣𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺," you reply. He glances down at you, "𝙔𝙚𝙖𝙝, 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙬𝙚'𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜" ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ׂ╰┈➤ While working at Sawn and Beans cafe, yn meets the famous Sasha Braus. As Sasha introduces yn to her friends, she finds herself drawn to a mullet-headed boy named Jean who swore to himself to not let anyone in and that love brings nothing but betrayal. He has made it his mission to push everyone away, but yn, a hopeless romantic with a heart full of kindness, which happens to be everything Jean hates... just can't seem to stay away from her. What unfolds when Sasha's and yns worlds collide? - Set in modern world slow burn!!!! like crazy slow burn.... Everyone is 18+ college au ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*･ fanart creds: kama_moto - 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ⋆˚✿˖° #1 ᴊᴇᴀɴxʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ 12/18/24 #2 ᴇʀᴇɴᴊᴇᴀɢᴇʀ 6/23/25 All characters besides the ones i've created all belong to the manga artist of attack on titan, Hajime Isayama.

・❥・You are the childhood best friend of Jean Kirstein, who you reconnect with after years of not seeing each other once you coincidentally attend the same college, Stohess University. After talking and revisiting one another, Jean asks for a bit of a big favor... ・❥・SMUT, Mentions of violence, Swearing, Other things that may be triggering ・❥・Music for/in chapters will be recommended!!🎧ྀི♪⋆.✮𝄞✧₊⁺ ₊˚⊹⋆ʚ♡ɞ₊˚⊹⋆ Enjoy!

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.