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

|𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 - 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 - 𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐓𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 - 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐝 𝐏𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞 - 𝟏𝟖+ 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭| As a young woman living in late-1800s New York, you find yourself under the guardianship and employment of your surrogate sister's widower. Together, you manage a humble estate that boasts a lovely reputation with newlyweds and travelers looking for a quiet stay along the waterfront. That is until a handsome, talented author and his moody companion decide to take up residence for the entire summer. OLD CHAPS ARE BEING RE-EDITED Cross posted on AO3 @ratboiradio Contains: Mature Language, Discussions of Character Death, Physical Assault, Blood, Mentions of Sexual Assault, Trauma/Impact of Trauma, Sexual Content Started: May 2, 2022

Wild west au set in the late 1800's , cowboy jean x city girl fem!reader Being sent to the west was supposed to be a reality check, a time for you to learn responsibilities and grow out of your pampered, aristocratic behaviour engraved into your mind by the luxury lifestyle you were fed throughout your life. A time for you to learn the needs to be a good wife, to be able to provide for your families business and continue to grace pride upon your name. But when a trouble-prone cowboy makes his way into your life, a sudden need to break free from the generational curse of arranged marriage and business opportunities presents itself in the most untimely ways. All because of him; this cowboy with honey glazed eyes and messy ash hair. Maybe this wasn't the exile you were promised. Is this, freedom? ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ Because everyone needs a good cowboy Jean fic in their life Irregular updates... i'm sorry guys im a busy woman. (sometimes) I'll try not to leave you hanging to much though, pinky promise. Cross-posted on AO3: Kirsteinsonly Writing updates on tumblr/instagram @kirsteinsonly. Visuals: https://pin.it/1bSPKtkng Please enjoy... :) Cover art; @@AFpocketbee !

{ Jean Kirstein x fem! Y/N } || Modern AOT AU Your life is in shambles. Your relationship with your boyfriend Jared is hanging on by a thread ever since he moved to New Eldia to pursue a career in music. After one of the most grueling semesters you've endured throughout the entirety of your college career, you have one thing to look forward to- moving to Marley City. With a new degree in biology, a job working in a research lab one of the most prestigious universities in the country under your belt, and a chance to live a life you've only ever imagined in the city that never sleeps- you know you have to take charge of your life before you lose your last shred of humanity. You move into a run-down 2 bed/1bath apartment in the heart of the Marley district, expecting a girl your age to occupy the other bedroom based on what the leasing company told you. Instead, a tall 22 year old man appears in your apartment, and you don't need your degree to tell that you guys are polar opposites. You're a bright, diligent, 4.0+ GPA scholar with dreams of getting into an M.D/PhD program. An introverted homebody at heart with a close circle and a closed off heart. A self-proclaimed nerd with a knack for the finer things in life like cheap moscato, obscure coffee shops, and long days sunbathing with a book in hand and headphones on. He's an attractive narcissist who only cares about going out and fooling around with anyone and anything that distracts him from his dreary job at a small investment banking firm. Sassy and reckless with an overly nonchalant attitude that makes your blood boil. Two opposing forces, one unit in the big city. Only the universe knows what apartment 215 has in store for you. ⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ 18+, dark content mentioned so please heed any trigger warnings and read at your own risk! Crossposted to AO3 -- "apt. 215 { Jean Kirstein x Reader - Modern AU }" by itsthebeehere

previously titled k&cherry [Jean Kirstein x Reader ] 𝙠𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙞𝙣.𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚.𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩.𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 [2] 12/31/2022 @ 11:59 pm... 𝙆. 𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙮. 𝙞 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪. - You arrive at Trost State University on an exchange scholarship with one rule: this is temporary. You've spent your entire life proving you're worth keeping-training your body, sharpening your ambition, becoming whatever the world asked of you in order to survive in Marley as an Eldian. Paradis is supposed to be temporary. A pause. A place to breathe while the storm you created blows over back in Marley. Instead, it gives you everything you tried to leave behind. Old friends you've missed. Old truths you want to ignore. And of course; an attractive stranger who quickly becomes the bane of your existence here in Paradis. Jean Kirstein-sharp-tongued, stubborn, and infuriatingly familiar. A hockey player who calls you out for wanting more. For wanting out. For refusing to accept the identity you were born into. You clash over pride, survival, and the choices that shaped you both. But beneath the tension is something harder to ignore-an unfinished connection, a promise that never really stayed broken. cover art by xhealer_ on ig / tiktok!! good rankings! #1 in AOT -- 03/03/26 #1 in JEAN -- 03/03/26

[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

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.

𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 - (𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐮) "𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙘𝙚𝙖𝙣, 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙤𝙣." ─── With your past following you like a dark cloud, a fresh start at a different university is exactly what you need. For the first time in your life, you've taken matters into your own hands and granted yourself some much-needed change. Not only does Marley State University offer a great program, but it also gives you people who feel like the functioning family you've always longed for. Of course, you can't get along with everyone-especially not those who don't even make an effort of getting to know you. But maybe there's more to that than just pure arrogance. And yet, old shadows seem to follow you everywhere. Your guilt-tainted heart, always torn and distant, will it finally be set free and find its home? © all rights met . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁. (og title: Of Ashes and Honey) This story includes dark and sensitive content, please check all the trigger warnings, which will also be stated at the beginning of the chapter if needed. 18+, minors, do not interact!! 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 #1 jeanxreader 09/01/25 #1 jeansnk 09/13/25 #1 shingeki 10/01/25 #1 jeankirstein 01/10/26 #1 jean 02/16/26 #1 aot 02/16/26 #1 attackontitan 02/19/26 #1 snkxreader 02/21/26 ₊˚⊹⋆ crossposting on ao3

❝ 𝘪𝘧 𝘪 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘪 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘺 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘺. 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦. ❞ ❝ 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘪?❞ ❝𝘯𝘰, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶. ❞ ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ When two opposite sides of a war slowly get involved with each other. Discovering new things together under a tight seal to keep their connection pure, and unharmed until they realize it was built off deception. jean kirstein / fem reader shingeki no kyojin , hajime isayama [originally written janurary of 2021] ఌ︎. cover art creds - @smackthedeviloutofit via instagram 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙨𝙤 𝙛𝙖𝙧 ᯓ★ #1 in Jean | 6.1.25 #1 in JeanxReader | 4.1.25 #1 in Eldia | 4.27.25 #1 in PorcoGalliard | 5.19.25 #1 in AngstWithNoHappyEnding | 3.18.25 #1 in AttackOnTitan | 6.9.25 #1 in Marley | 8.1.25 #1 in Kirstein | 9.30.25 #1 in JeanKirstein | 11.5.25 #4 in AOTxReader | 8.30.25

Dawn found itself peeking through the blinds as our connected hands spoke promises our lips wouldn't dare to make. For the second time in my life grief had snuck into my life, infecting my heart and mind. I allow an abundance of tears to stream down my face, which I regret once his hands are on my face wiping them off. He knows about the funeral. He knows there's a chance I won't return. He knows it's over. I don't need to speak a word.