𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙉𝙄𝙀 𝙎𝙋𝙍𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙀𝙍 𝙭 𝙁𝙀𝙈!𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿𝙀𝙍 | 𝘾𝙊𝙇𝙇𝙀𝙂𝙀 𝘼𝙐 ❀˖°.𖥔 ݁ ˖ 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬-𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭-𝐦𝐞-𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐲: 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞. people say that on the night of December 3rd, during the first snowfall of the year, three people died-but only one stopped breathing. Y/N can't remember faces anymore, only the hush of laughter in the dark and the scent of cologne on a winter jacket. She can't remember how Sasha looked at the end, or the boy who's always been there, just out of reach. Connie Springer doesn't know what to do with that. They were never close-just part of the same group bound by Sasha's laughter. Now, Sasha's gone, and every time he looks at Y/N, he sees what they lost. Two souls orbiting the same grief, tethered by the memory of a girl who's no longer there. cover art by @mcncook on tiktok 🫂🫂

Jean Kirstein, a soldier of the royal guard of the kingdom Eldia is granted a promotion. Although he'd normally be thrilled, his new job requires watching over and protecting the princess who has a terrible habit of doing exactly what she's not supposed to. reader discretion advised. all characters 18+, no titan powers, set in fantasy world. smut. content for 18+. talk about death and killing. violent/graphic scenes. cover art creds: gundo_49 on twitter!!

[Jean Kirstein x Reader ] 𝙠𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙞𝙣.𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚.𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩.𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 [2] 12/31/2022 @ 11:59 pm... 𝙆. 𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙮. 𝙞 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪. - 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭-𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐬 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧. You thought you could outrun it-grief that gnawed at your ribs, memories you never let yourself name, the pieces of yourself you left behind in Stohess. You told yourself a new city, a new program, a new you would be enough. You arrive at Trost State University with a scholarship and a dream. and for the first time in years, you almost believe the universe is offering you a reprieve-that you've finally outrun the past. Until the gallery. Until the painting. Reds layered so thick they bleed- Carmine, like the ache of things unsaid. Crimson, like promises carved into your skin. Burgundy, like secrets that rot when you hold them too long. Scarlet, like the warmth of a nickname you swore you'd buried. Reds like recognition. Reds like a voice you haven't heard in three years. And standing beneath them-eyes shadowed, mouth set- K. Only now, he has a name: Jean Kirstein. cover art by mcncook on tiktok 🫂

𝙀𝙍𝙀𝙉 𝙅𝘼𝙀𝙂𝙀𝙍 𝙎𝙏𝙍𝙀𝙀𝙏 𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝘼𝙐 𝑺𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒉 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒆--𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅, 𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒓, 𝒊𝒕 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒔 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈. .⋆𐙚 🍒, 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞-𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞... cover art is by mcncook on tiktok 🫂🫂

[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