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

College was supposed to be simple for Y/N: stay at the top of her class, mind her business, and spend late nights studying with her best friend Satoru-the quiet, brilliant, painfully obvious nerd with a crush he's terrible at hiding. Enter Gojo-Satoru's twin brother. Loud. Popular. A jock with zero filter and way too much confidence. The two clash constantly, and Y/N only tolerates him because he shares a dorm room with Satoru... a dorm room she practically lives in. Gojo thinks Satoru's feelings for Y/N are hilarious. Satoru hates that. Y/N hates Gojo even more. Everything changes the night they agree to go to a party. Drinks are poured. Boundaries blur. Satoru disappears into the crowd. And somehow, Y/N ends up dragged into a party game she never agreed to play. Spin the bottle. Seven minutes in heaven. When the bottle lands on her and Gojo, things spiral fast-especially when they open the closet door and find Satoru already inside, flustered and trapped in the dark. Now the door is shut. The space is tight. The air is heavy. Old tensions, unspoken feelings, and truths that refuse to stay hidden collide as Y/N finds herself stuck between two versions of the same man-one she trusts, one she can't stand... and neither as unaffected as they pretend. (ART BY paanwny ON TIKTOK)

'𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩.' '𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬.' ◢◤◢◤◢◤◢◤◢◤◢◤◢◤ 𝙄𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙖 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙤𝙮𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙛𝙪𝙡 𝙗𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙤𝙬𝙣𝙚𝙧, 𝙉𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙞 𝙆𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙤.

[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

The only thing that stands between you and your big break as an actress is a chemistry read. Which wouldn't be that bad if it wasn't a chemistry read for a romantic drama with A-list stuntman and big time action star, Levi Ackerman, who has the emotional range of a snail. But the problem isn't his lack of experience in romance films. And it's not your lack of experience in general. It's not the director's attitude, it's not the constantly changing script, and it's not your conspiring managers. No, the problem is your chemistry. Or, the fact you two have a bit too much of it...