Mongols are enemies that no honourable sword can strike down. Jin painfully realises this in the battle for Tsushima. But he is not destined to die that day, for a slave of the Kahn becomes his saviour. Now he is deeply in your debt. But how can a samurai repay this debt if it requires him to abandon the path of honour?

Helping people was Kamille Ali's goal in life, embedded within her from birth and all the way through to the end of the world. The rise of the dead and the loss of her parents weren't things she was prepared for. With only her brother at her side, her priorities were forced to change as survival became the only thing that was important. She wanted to make a new life for them both. But when surviving becomes difficult, it's hard to remember the reason for trying at all. Luckily for her, meeting a profound woman by the name of Alicia Clark is enough to remind her of what's really important. [s1-s3] Gifs aren't mine, I just found them off Google.

(Y/N) was to be married to Kakashi Hatake. A ninja from the Leaf Village her family was allied to. But she didn't know him, couldn't even tell you what he looked like. He would take care of her, at least that's what everyone said. But she didn't want someone to take care of her, she wanted someone to actually care about her. As her escape attempt was foiled and she resigned herself to her fate, an ever present question of possibilities whispered doubt into her ears. Could she love a man she never met? And maybe, more importantly, if she can, could he love her? I don't own Naruto Reader is an adult Cover art not created by me Age created:16 28,970 words give or take 🤔

If the Uchiha are a clan of hatred, then she is the greatest example of that. With a power akin to that of her ancestor, a man said to have been of equal strength to that of the first hokage, Konohagakure has no choice but to choose her as an ally. But, dammit, why does it always have to be a man that gets in her way? PLEASE DONT READ THIS- It was one of my first stories and is very disorganized. With that being said, if you do decide to read, I wont hesitate to block any negative comments. Kakashi x FemaleOriginalCharacter There IS an age gap, so click off if you're uncomfortable with that, tho im happy you considered reading this! #1 in Naruto #3 in Sasuke #3 in OC #3 In Fanfiction #1 in konoha #18 in teenager #238 in family #1 in Uchiha #290 in anime #19 in Kakashi #1 in father #9 in protagonist #6 in Konohagakure #1 in hiddenleafvillage #3 in Sharingan #175 in Kakashixoc #267 Uchihaclan #774 Madara Uchiha #5 In Itachi #8 In Heir #69 in Kakashilovestory I do not own Naruto or the plot. Only Keiko and her plot. All rights go to Masashi Kishimoto.

❝𝐀 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐫.❞ 【𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢 𝐙𝐨𝐞 𝐱 𝐅! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫】✒ You belong to me. I savour your taste till the end, knowing how good you'll taste in my mouth. I want you to feel every touch as I run my fingers down from your breasts to your stomach. your taste still lingers on my tongue, as I beg for more. Your all mine. -𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝! A mixture of smut and twisting cliffhangers//including angst. In a world where you and Hanji are merely sex partners. But will things evolve over time? Will you unveil her hidden secrets of the past?Perhaps feelings may warp into something unknown to the both of you. This fanfic plot consists of misjudgement and lies. 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫: 𝐌𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞///𝐃𝐨𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫/𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬/𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐞/𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠/𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐦 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞!! :) 𝟏# 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐱𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 (17.02.2021) 𝟏# 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐱𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 (21.02.2021) 𝟏# 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 (27.02.2021) 𝟏# 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 (02.03.21) 𝟏# 𝐀𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐮𝐫𝐢 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 (22.03.21)

A deal between Lady Y/N L/N and Section leader Hange Zoë had originated when Y/N found herself being forced to marry an older lord, one whom she had no interest in. Hange zoe needed a way to secure donations to continue their titan research. A solution for the both of them: Forge documents and pretend to be married, supplying Hange the funding money they need from Y/N's wealth, and letting Y/N receive the freedom she has always wanted. An equal exchange. What could possibly go wrong?

↳𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 ࿔*:･ 𝐿𝑒𝑣𝑖 𝐴𝑐𝑘𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑥 𝐹𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 ☕︎︎ ~ "𝑖 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑒𝑡 𝑖𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛." ❦ 𝗜 𝗱𝗼 𝗶𝗻 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗱𝗲 𝘁𝘄𝗼 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝗻, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗜 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜 𝗰𝗮𝗻'𝘁 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝗺.

"If I didn't know the dangers of the life I had chosen then I wouldn't have chosen it...the moment I agreed to this life was the moment the world was telling me to die. So if someone told me to die, would I? Well, I guess I would." First installment of "A Tenth Shifter; The Crystal Titan" Series. (VariousXReader) *I do not own any images or characters in this story (except for the cover art). Everything goes to their respective owners*

' Until we meet again, Y/N. ' ⋄ ⊱ ❈ ⊰ ⋄ Having spent your life as a florist, violence and war had never introduced itself to you. That is, until you met them. You came as a distraction, and you liked it that way. Single nights spent in simplicity and pleasure. Splitting your ways in the morning to lead completely different lives. That is, until they confessed. Having spent your life as a florist, you had never imagined your life to become so complex. You had never imagined you'd become so important. You had never imagined you'd hurt so deeply. That is, until you met them. ⋄ ⊱ ❈ ⊰ ⋄ A Hange Zoe x fem Reader short story Inspired by the song 'Circle' - Mitski

Ein Mädchen, dass sich an nichts erinnert als an einen Namen, womöglich ihrer und ein Verlangen, nämlich nach Blut. Sie kommt in eine ganz spezielle Organisation und diese merken recht bald, dass stille Wasser oft tief sind...wobei sie kein bisschen still ist. ------------------------- Textauszug: Stimmen. Überall Stimmen. Sie lachten, sie weinten, sie schrien. Sie gingen vorbei, gingen an mir vorbei. Gingen Links und rechts an mir vorbei, ohne mich zu beachten. Sie sprachen. Sie sprachen über mich. Ein Wirrwarr. Ich verstand kein Wort! Wo bin ich? Wer bin ich? Wer sind die? Schrei, viele Schreie. Schmerz, Angst, Wut, Trauer, Hass. Ich spüre es. Es packt mich wie eine Welle, schleuderte mich fort, immer weiter fort, gegen eine Wand aus Dunkelheit. Dann...Stille. Nur ein leises Plätschern durchdrang sie wie ein scharfes Messer. Teilte sie einfach in zwei Hälften. Platsch, platsch, platsch...