Y/N L/N was everything Reiner Braun wasn't. She was unbending when it came to rules. A perfectionist who was never satisfied with outcomes. She was just an intern at The Garrison Firm. A firm that manages the public image of athletes, they're the team behind social media and events. Helping athletes with their media training and reputations. Reiner and Y/N were both chaotic in their own way. Both reckless, one with hands, the other with words. Being only an intern, Y/N L/N accomplished many things. She took on more work than necessary but the outcome was just as great. Athletes whispered her name like she was the tooth fairy of sports. Only seven months into the industry and everyone wanted to work with her. Reiner Braun had a mixed reputation. Some would tell you he was an honest man with a mouthy personality. Others would tell you he was just straight up rude. None of this affected Reiner personally, he never cared for what the media had to say about him, that's what he had public relations for. But would it be enough for him when he's fired countless of people from different teams? Word of mouth spread like a wildfire, firms held back on working with him. How will Reiner face the wrath of his only, and last option, Y/N L/N from the Garrison Firm? Will his fierce personality crash with her own? Or will they meet in the middle of their stubbornness to uplift his image?

She sang to survive, never expecting her voice would change someone else's life. Performing at a local town bar was all Y/n knew, her only source of income and escape. But when a mysterious stranger appeared in the crowd hiding behind a hoodie, a black beanie, and a mask covering the bottom half of his face, he looked more like a thief than a man trying to enjoy his night at the bar. The only thing that seemed familiar were the eyes she had only seen through a screen. The forgotten rockstar, Connie Springer. And what better way to earn money than working for the fallen star desperate to reclaim the career his addictions had destroyed? What could possibly go wrong when you're writing songs for the known walking disaster.

"my pretty boy." she whispers, a small smile appearing on her coldbitten skin, her breath ghosting against her palms. he 𝘄𝗮𝘀 her pretty boy, until she could no longer call him that. modern au, set in 2024.

As Jean's younger sister, you've grown up around his friends, taking a bit of a liking towards one in particular, but you wouldn't dare. You've always been told that you were too young for him, that he was "too much" for you, but that won't stop anything.

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.

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

[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