Jean Kirstein friends to lovers slow burn. In your senior year of high school, your best friend went missing without a trace and you were the last person to see her before she disappeared, making you the prime suspect. Two years later, you return to your hometown to start your sophomore year of college and run into a face you never thought you would see again, Eren Jaeger. Assimilating into his group of friends, you realize just how connected the world truly is. With the two-year anniversary off your friend's disappearance nearing close, you begin to question loyalties within Eren's friends. Near the anniversary of your friend's disappearance, another person goes missing and you, once again, were the last person to be seen with them. Were you just in the wrong place at the wrong time? Or are you not as innocent as you propose... A certain mullet-headed friend of yours is fully convinced of your innocence, enough to help you bring justice to your friends who have disappeared. DISCLAIMER: Y/N is an unreliable narrator and often lies to herself. The truth of a lot of things rests within other POVs that are not Y/N's. This does not mean Y/N is lying all the time, it just means that this fic will require a lot of thinking, which may not be everyone's cup of tea. This story will not be a romance-oriented fic, it is a mystery plot with a romance sub-plot. Not affiliated with Attack on Titan by Hajime Isayama.

ᴇʀᴇɴ ᴊᴀᴇɢᴇʀ x ꜰᴇᴍ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ! | ꜱᴛʀᴇᴇᴛ ʀᴀᴄɪɴɢ ᴀᴜ .⋆𐙚 🍒 Maybe you were meant to collide. Maybe the universe planned this long before either of you had a say. Always on a collision course, travelling at light speed towards one another. cover art by xhealer_ on ig/tiktok

"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.

One night tore everything apart. And the cycle still spins. ** college setting, alternative universe, no titan powers. +18 content. talk about alcohol, sex, drugs, sa, death etc., reader discretion is advised.** **cover art credit: therapistlevi** :) some rankings :) #1 kirstein #2 shingeki #2 snkfanfiction #4 jeankirstein #5 snk #8 attackontitanfanfiction #9 aotau #12 erenjaeger #14 jeanxreader #23 jean #57 aotxreader #137 attackontitan -cross posted on ao3

Between life and death, there is hope. But every ending has the same outcome: the Rumbling razes the earth, taking the person you love with it. After you die, you reawake in the day you met your best friend, Eren Jaeger. In every life you relive, you change one part of the story that sets it in a different direction, hoping to find the one choice that will save him once and for all. But you only have thirteen chances, and time is running out. WARNING: canon spoilers, nsfw (smut), graphic descriptions of gore and violence, adult language, and mature content. © 2022 emefaerie

He's childish. He's obnoxious and too self absorbed to care. He think's too little. He's your best friends friend. And yet he's the last person you could ever imagine remotely even being friends with but somehow you end up looped up with him...and he has no intention of letting go. She too serious. She knows how much better than me she is and she flaunts it. She think's too much. She's my best friends friend. And yet somehow I get her wrapped up with me and I can't let go. ac: artofneight I do not own the characters or attack on titan. Mature themes involved!

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

Everything changes when two telepathically-connected girls make a momentous arrival at The Glade. Strange memories are reignited, violence emerges, and historic victories are made on the challenging path of an intelligent girl and a determined boy leading the group to freedom. 𝐚 𝐭𝐦𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐲 © luridlotus, 2023

"She trusted me completely, confided in me completely, her heart was the colour of an orange; that tenderness did not overflow, nor did it cringe away, like a deer. I forgot everything I was doing; that time was the only time I savoured." -Song Of The Sheep, Chuuya Nakahara. ~~~ He couldn't live without her, his love for her shook him to the very core. If that was So, why did he leave? (Guys I promise the writing get better)