Shiganshina University promised freedom; a chance to start over. Falling into your roommate's inner circle was easy. Falling for Eren Jaeger? A mistake you never saw coming. He's reckless. Detached. A storm disguised as a boy. You know better than to get too close. Yet, you can't help but drown in him-in the anger, in the ache, in the things he'll never say. Somehow, loving him feels like losing yourself. But maybe that's exactly what you've been running from all along. ੈ✩‧₊˚🐋 college au, no titan powers, all characters 18+, smut, alcohol & drug use, talk of death, grief, talk about killing, suicide. reader discretion advised. i do not own any of the characters featured in this story. all characters belong to hajime isayama, the creator of attack on titan. this work is purely a fan creation and is not affiliated with or endorsed by the original creator.

[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

Jean Kirstein friends to lovers slow burn. In your senior year of high school, your best friend went missing without a trace and you were the last person to see her before she disappeared, making you the prime suspect. Two years later, you return to your hometown to start your sophomore year of college and run into a face you never thought you would see again, Eren Jaeger. Assimilating into his group of friends, you realize just how connected the world truly is. With the two-year anniversary off your friend's disappearance nearing close, you begin to question loyalties within Eren's friends. Near the anniversary of your friend's disappearance, another person goes missing and you, once again, were the last person to be seen with them. Were you just in the wrong place at the wrong time? Or are you not as innocent as you propose... A certain mullet-headed friend of yours is fully convinced of your innocence, enough to help you bring justice to your friends who have disappeared. DISCLAIMER: Y/N is an unreliable narrator and often lies to herself. The truth of a lot of things rests within other POVs that are not Y/N's. This does not mean Y/N is lying all the time, it just means that this fic will require a lot of thinking, which may not be everyone's cup of tea. This story will not be a romance-oriented fic, it is a mystery plot with a romance sub-plot. Not affiliated with Attack on Titan by Hajime Isayama.

𝑯𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆. 𝑼𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒐𝒐. ⋆⭒˚.⋆ She's finally escaped hell and landed in Shiganshina to start a brand new life. Ready to experience everything she's missed: teenage fun, freedom... and the kind of love she's only ever dreamed and read about. She finds a friend group and clicks in instantly. Well except for one person. Eren Jaeger. Quiet. Moody. Always watching but never speaking much. And yet, somehow, always there. She's living the life she's always wanted until life itself decides to teach her a lesson. eren x reader college au, slowburn, kinda enemies to lovers? #1 sasha (november 2025)

❛ 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