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ɪɴ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ | 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐗 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 by bombshelldynamight
bombshelldynamight
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Jean Kirstein x Reader At the most elite university, where education matters just as much as money, everything is supposed to be under control. But between balancing your life in a band with Eren and navigating a world of power, influence, and expectation, things start to blur. Especially when Jean Kirstein-calculated, observant, and impossible to ignore-starts taking an interest in you. Somewhere between late nights, risky bets, and unresolved tension, you find yourself caught between what's familiar... and what you never saw coming. 𓂃𓈒⟡ Jean Kirstein X Fem!Reader 𓂃𓈒⟡ Love Triangle (Jean,Eren) 𓂃𓈒⟡ Second POV (you, your) 𓂃𓈒⟡ No titan powers 𓂃𓈒⟡ Set in college 𓂃𓈒⟡ Set in normal world 𓂃𓈒⟡ All characters 18+ 𓂃𓈒⟡ I do NOT own any of the characters in this fanfic. 𓂃𓈒⟡ CONTENT WARNING! This fanfic is intended for MARURE AUDIENCES seeing as it will contain talks of alcohol consumption, smoking (weed, cigarets), smut, talk of depression, suicide, self harm, and explicit language. 𓂃𓈒⟡ cover art credits to @numbskull_04 on IG!!
𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐘 by letsalcook
letsalcook
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𓊈 𝙵𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛 𝙹𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝙺𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚒𝚗 𝚇 𝙵𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚂𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛⋆. ୨୧˚⋆ 𓊉 ☆⋆。𖦹°‧★ 𖤐⭒๋࣭ ⭑→In which you leave Marley in the middle of sophomore year, running from a past you refuse to name and a mother you're desperate to forget. Paradis University is meant to be a clean slate, a place where you can pretend and no one knows your scars. That plan falls apart the moment you meet Jean Kirstein. The cocky, infuriating captain of the football team and your friend's worst influence. He manages to get under your skin like no one else, and you swear you'll never fall for someone like him. You hate him. He hates you. Or at least that's what you tell yourself, But between heated arguments there's the unexpected moments of softness, the feelings you can't outrun, until stolen glances turn into late nights, and slowly love finds you where you least expect it. ☆⋆。𖦹°‧★ ⚠︎ Cautions→ Violence, blood, traumas, explicit sexual content, smoking, suicidal thoughts, self harm, mention of abuse and SA, minor characters death etc.
between my lungs and ribs by emotionallywrecked
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The thing about grief is that it's different for everyone who experiences it. Some people have random bursts of anger, some feel unbearable sadness, and some feel empty. Jean never thought he'd have to figure out how grief showed in him, but even the unexpected can happen. Jean navigates his grief a bit differently than others. Through his eulogy, Jean relives his college life, remembering from the moment he met her, arguing with an RA, to the moment he heard her voice for the last time, and all the small moments in between. At the time, he never knew how much those memories would mean to him or how much he would cling to them, but as his grief settled, they were the only thing that grounded him.
the last race  by 1stunna
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Jean Kirstein x Reader ⊱ ۫ ׅ ✧ ⋆✴︎˚。⋆ You're a talented journalist. He's a cocky F1 driver. Your task is to write a detailed article about him that will not only show the in's and out's of a driver's competition season but to also make a name for yourself. His task is to win. What will happen when his stubbornness to open up and your devotion for a good story clash. Guards are let down and your hearts begin to grow soft spots for one another. Warnings- This story is recommended for those who are 18+, as it deals with themes of death, alcohol, drugs, suicide, and sex. Please keep this in mind before reading if any of these topics are triggering for you.