Assigned to the volleyball team by the student council, (Y/N) expected chaos-not quiet conversations with Fukurodani's vice-captain, Akaashi. But a stray compliment, a glance too long, and the rhythm of the court slowly draw her in. She doesn't understand volleyball-but maybe she wants to understand the boy behind the calm. Anonymous notes turn into secret exchanges, and between the silence, something soft begins to grow. As pressure builds on and off the court, paper becomes the place they truly speak.

UNDER HEAVY CONSTRUCTION [BOOK 1] the daughter of a dying bloodline and humanity's strongest soldier find themselves entangled in a web of emotions they never expected to feel. but as the relentless fight towards freedom continues, they wonder if they'll make it out alive. blood, death, and turmoil lurk at every corner for people like them. will their growing love for each other be enough to survive? or will this end in a heartbreak worse than any nightmare. levi x reader (oc) **picks up during the female titan arc at the end of season 1 warning: there may be some graphic descriptions.

"I'm kissing you to make a point; fucking means nothing to us right?" They say rivalry breeds greatness-no one expected it to breed tension, too. She's the boxing club captain with a sharp tongue and sharper fists. He's the volleyball ace with a permanent smirk and a talent for getting under her skin. For years, they've been at each other's throats-competing in grades, club achievements, and even popularity. But when multi-school practice matches bring in familiar faces, exasperated best friends, and rivals who don't quite stay in their lanes, the line between rivalry and something more starts to blur. Enemies to almost-lovers. A long game of denial. And the chaos of high school sports, pride, and unspoken feelings. KurooxFemreader fanfiction Angst, Fluff, Smut Warning: 18+, suggestive themes. Do not read if you are uncomfortable with that. Disclaimer: This is just a fanfiction about Haikyuu, created by Haruichi Furudate, I do not own the franchise in any way, shape or form. Thank you for #1 Kurooxreader :') - 15.06.2025 #1 Haikyuufanfic - 1.08.2025!!

noun. pho·​to·​drama. motion picture. especially : one based upon a serious plot and characterized by sustained action and exciting incident. You're a first year student at Paradis University, New York City. Here, you immediately mix in with a select group of people that introduce you to the perfect uni experience... that is until a devilishly charming boy with a big attitude problem and an even bigger secret turns it all upside down. College life is chaotic, that's no surprise; parties, love, and a whole load of drama can be the perfect recipe for entertainment... or disaster. What could go wrong? ⋆｡°✩ ⋆ crime ⋆ modern au ⋆ university au ⋆ slowburn ⋆ eren jaeger ⋆ heavily inspired by the tv show baby ꨄ︎ RANKINGS ꨄ︎ #1 erenfanfic #1 erenjaeger #1 erenyeager #2 erenxreader #5 eren ⋆｡°✩ " For a few seconds they looked silently into each other's eyes, and the distant and impossible suddenly became near, possible, and inevitable " - Leo Tolstoy DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the Attack on Titan characters. I do not own the drawing on the cover, the credit goes to the artist who created it (@blustock_)

〚 嫌い 〛 ╰┈➤"ʟᴏɴɢɪɴɢ." | You're the "other woman" - not because you wanted to be, but because Naoya made it seem like you were his only one. He had a girlfriend. You didn't know at first. Then you did - but you stayed. Because when you're lonely, crumbs feel like a meal. But then he came along - Toji Fushiguro. "𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭." •𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘛𝘰𝘫𝘪 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 •𝘛𝘞: 𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴, 𝘝𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥, 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘺 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴. 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘦. 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺.

그럼에도 꾸던 꿈을 난 또 미루진 않을 거야 sakusa kiyoomi x reader さくさ - on hold! :3

𝗸𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗶𝗻 𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝘅 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗖𝗢𝗟𝗟𝗘𝗚𝗘 𝗔𝗨 "𝘤𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘤 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦...𝘪𝘮 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘪 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶" in which two 3rd year college students who are in the same friend circle go from having a charged yet tentative relationship to something bordering on emotional intimacy so quiet and slow it feels like breathing. Constant, unnoticed by others, but impossibly heavy between them. how? because of a walk home. warnings//mature language, drug & alcohol use, nsfw, family issues, abuse, violence, mental health, suicide, self harm, eating disorders, relationship problems, and more cross-posted on ao3 : ymirsonly

Levi leans his forearms onto the counter. "I think they're useless." "Boring and unoriginal. I was hoping for a bit more creativity." You look completely unfazed. For some reason, that bothers him. "So this is your calling," he says. "Your passion. And you're going to let me come in here and insult the hell out of flowers." Your eyes meet his. "I have the feeling I'll be getting your money either way," you say casually, turning the card machine towards him. "Will that be cash or card?" . Or, Levi Ackerman thinks flowers do nothing but cost a shit ton of money, carry around bugs, and then die, thereby defining them as pointless. But then he meets you, and while they're still all of those things, maybe they have a different definition. Modern AU. Inspired by purple hyacinths. Cover by @ AniMak926 on twitter!

❝ I wanna be your end game Big reputations, big reputations Ooo, you and me, We got big reputations ❞ Beneath the weight of the world, where the sky was nothing but a distant, mocking dream, two souls clashed in the filth of the Underground. One moved with the grace of a swan, untouched by the grime, elegance persisting even in ruin. The other cut through the shadows like a raven's wing - sharp, swift, and deadly. They were creatures of the dark, built by its cruelty, shaped by its laws. They were twin blades honed by the same merciless world; deadly, untamed. And as if the universe itself had conspired in secret, their paths tangled like threads in a frayed tapestry. Not with kindness. Not with mercy. But with something far crueler - something that made their meeting feel like an inevitability. Like gravity itself. Yet time was never theirs to hold. Moments slipped between their fingers like grains of dust, stolen before they could take root. The Underground did not grant second chances. It swallowed, it devoured, it tore apart. Separation was inevitable. But so was their return. Because no matter how far they were pulled apart, no matter how much filth and blood stained their hands, the universe had already decided... They would find each other again. ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ LEVI ACKERMAN x READER ⌜ ╰► © Isayama Hajime ╰► © Attack On Titan ╰► © Donbescared