Heat and chemicals, music pulsing like a second heartbeat. Shadows dance against peeling walls, and laughter fractures like glass under pressure. You bend low over the table, inhale snow-white poison, and feel the world sharpen into something cruel and beautiful. Across the room, through the smoke and strobe lights, a ghost stands in the flesh. Golden boy. Top of the class. Armin fucking Arlert. Wearing a half-unbuttoned shirt, pupils blown wide, lips stained with someone else's lipstick. He's not supposed to be here. But there he is- smirking like sin, eyes locking on yours. He shouldn't be here, not in this den of ruin and ruiners. Not with his halo cracked and eyes like slow-burning matches. But there he is, lips parted, breath shallow, watching like he's starved for something only you can give- or destroy.

*ೃ༄ EREN JAEGER X READER When you're paired with Eren Jaeger for a semester-long psych project on vulnerability, you expect awkward silences, not slow-burning tension and quiet moments that say more than words ever could. He's distant but not cruel, closed off but never cold. As the project forces you closer, you begin to see the cracks in his armour... and feel the ones forming in your own. This isn't just a study in intimacy. It's what happens when two people, frayed at the edges, start to unravel beside each other. 03.05.2025 -

"𝙍𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙪𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙢𝙚? 𝙉𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚." A pause. "𝙇𝙚𝙩'𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙚." ────୨ৎ──── ────୨ৎ──── ׂ╰┈➤ In which a quiet, overlooked genius carries the weight of years spent in the shadows- until one summer changes everything. He was the easy target, the nerd she bullied to prove she was number one. He never fought back. He never looked up. She was fire and sharp edges, fearless and untouchable- until the boy with glasses vanished, only to return with a dangerous new light in his eyes. Now the battlefield is no longer just textbooks and exams, it's pride, power, and something neither of them expected to feel. And when they collide, nothing will ever be the same. ────୨ৎ──── ────୨ৎ──── Nerd Armin x femReader AoT college au Started: 17.05.2025 Ended: 09.11.2025 🥉 in #arminarlert (23.06.2025) 🥈 in #arminarlert (24.06.2025) 🥇 in #arminarlert (03.07.2025)

⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ˚ʚ 𑣲 ɞ˚ eren jaeger x f!reader ︶︶ ⠀ ⊹ 🍓 when a secret love affair happens between you and a boy who just seems to be way too attracted to you.

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. Because some lives don't drift apart. They collide. cover art by xhealer_ on ig / tiktok!!

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

❛ 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐬-𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞.❜ ❛ 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞.❜ cover art credit: enviep1 on twt college au 18 + i do not own any of these characters tw: drugs, mature language, sh, suicide, violence, smut and more