Attack on Titan cowboy/western AU. Life stayed stagnant out at Smith's ranch. Day in and day out, your life stayed scheduled without change. You and your colleagues worked as a well-oiled machine. When times get tough, and another hand is needed out on the ranch, new-hire Jean Kirstein makes his way into all your lives with brand new boots, a clean felt cowboy hat, and an inflated ego, throwing a wrench in things.

In a season where every glance is watched and every choice is judged, you enter society knowing only how much you does not feel ready. Viscount Jean Kirstein was never meant to be anything more than an obligation... But unfortunately the trost season has a way of shifting obligations what begins as strategy slowly becomes something far more dangerous to you both Reader discretion is advised. 18+

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.

After prison for manslaughter, Jean Kirstein disappears, leaving Canada, a shattered night, and whispers that follow him like warnings. Shingashina is quiet. A small house. A forgettable job. A second chance he doesn't think he deserves. He's not here for redemption. He's here to survive. Painting steadies his hands; college keeps him moving. Until history class threatens to unravel him, and you appear. A volunteer tutor, patient, gentle, and impossibly stubborn. You treat him like he's human, not a stranger haunted by shadows. He keeps his distance at first. Short answers. Guarded glances. Walls built from knowing exactly what happens when people get too close. But you don't push. And that's worse. Slowly, silence cracks. Words become warmth, warmth becomes something dangerous. You start to see him, the version the world left behind. And Jean knows how this ends. The truth about Marco Bodt isn't a story. It's a fracture that never healed. And some fractures leave marks no one else should find. The closer you get, the more he realizes he doesn't want you to leave. And maybe, that's the most dangerous thing of all. ˙⋆✮ This story contains mature and potentially distressing themes, including depictions of violence, references to past trauma, and explicit sexual content. It also addresses homophobia and its emotional impact. Reader discretion is advised. Please take care while reading. ˙⋆✮ Rankings 1 in #marcobodt 1 in #kirstein 2 in #excon