WARNING:: This story contains EXTREMELY triggering topics such as Domestic/Child/Substance abuse, Death, harsh language, GORE and dissociation triggers. This story mentions mental illnesses and disorders such as Depression, PTSD, ADHD, and Tourette's Syndrome. !!TICS MAY BE TRIGGERING!! ::DISCLAIMER:: Project Rewrite was in no way written to take credit, make profit or gain traction for the original story written by Kastoway. @/grisgrisdoll on instagram. The characters belong to them, the story belongs to them, but I took the original and rewrote it to involve my character development, and overall plot points. This doesn't mean go inform them that a rewrite exists, i prefer to just keep the drama in 2020. I do not want profit or fame from this, but i did write it word for word, that is the ONLY thing I'll take credit for. This is MY PERSONAL take on the characters, especially Lyra and the father. This story is FULL of headcanons that i finally wanted to share. I've been wanting to rewrite it for such a long time. Think of this as just an elongated version of the original. Again, i wrote this for people who truly love the characters, and wanted more to the story that was never continued. I take no credit for the characters, they do not belong to me, they belong to Kastoway and so does the overall original story. I'll link it here when i find it again→

You were Vincent's younger sibling, though you jad kept your distance from your brother you had decided to move into his house for a bit because of some issues at your apartment back in Alabama, when Vincent and his group of friends started this weird exercise channel you didn't think much of it, hell you joined with them a couple times. But soon..things started to get creepy and unnatural. You tried to get out of Jersey to get out of everything but something pulled you back into the hellhole that your brother and his friends got themselves involved in..the most creepy part was When you got this weird little note on your bedside desk "Rabbit or Habit?" "Ok..what the actual fuck!?"

𝘐𝘯 2013, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘛𝘰𝘣𝘺. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘶𝘯. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯. 𝘈 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪... 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙖 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚... I'm not gonna so a TW because you should know what you're getting into if you're reading the damn thing. Anyways, I've been thinking of writing this for months now and I'm finally going to do it. There may or may not be a little 🍋 in this... I'll try to update it at least once a week, but during the summer I'll get to write at least once every couple days. Enjoy <3 ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა ૮₍'｡ᵔ ꈊ ᵔ｡₎ა ૮₍｡ •᎔• ｡₎ა ૮꒰˵• ﻌ •˵꒱ა ૮₍⑅˶•▿•˶⑅₎ა ૮๑ˊᯅˋ๑ა ૮₍ '𖦹 ˕ ×' ₎ა ૮₍ - ⤙ - ₎ა ૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა

[Completed] Y/N is a 17-year-old girl who has been isolated in a Mental Institution for 3 years now, every passing hour becoming a blur. Days are long, but nights are even longer. She's trapped in her small room, in her head. There is no escape. The closest she can ever get to the outside world is by looking out the small window by her bed, the glass is too thick to break. An old notebook is her only belonging, in which she writes her thoughts in very often. It was the same routine every single day, nothing different happened. Until she saw him. A man, maybe a bit older than her, watching her through her small window. Her little dark world is opened to so many possibilities she is nearly overwhelmed. As time goes on, however, things kinda get out of hand. ➸Disclaimers inside ( i ) ➸Cover Art: Ashiva-K-I on Deviantart

Going to a university far from home where no one knows you and instantly making friends with the elite seemed like a good idea at the time. After finding yourself in drama and bad situations and of course, catching the eye of the infamous playboy eren jaeger, things begin to take a turn for the worst. ❧ set in college, all characters 18+, no titan powers, set in normal world. smut. content for 18+. talk about drugs and sex. talk of SA/ SA action. drug use warning. talk of stress eating disorder. talk of suicide and suicidal action. talk about death and killing. DV/violence scenes. reader discretion is advised. enjoy. cover art credit to: lunarells !! please do not ask to translate/repost my work!!

" ʏᴏᴜ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ'ᴠᴇ ʀᴀɴ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ʜᴀᴅ ʟᴇɢꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀʀʀʏ ʏᴏᴜ. " ━━━━━━━━━━━ Recruited by the Hero Public Safety Commission at ten, Y/N was stripped of childhood and forged into a weapon far beyond her years. Years lost to training, secrets, and missions no one knew about... until now. Her return to Class 1-A is a shockwave through old friendships and new alliances alike. Faces she once trusted now remind her of everything she's risking; the fragile hope of normalcy versus the crushing weight of the world resting on her shoulders. With the Commission's claws tightening and villains getting bolder, Y/N must choose who to protect and who to leave behind, knowing every decision could cost more than just herself. 𝐓𝐖: 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐄, 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄, 𝐀𝐁𝐔𝐒𝐄 ━━━━━━━━━━━ 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 #1 - hawks (7/10/25) #1 - kaminari (7/19/25) #1 - kirishima (12/11/25) #1 - bakugokatsuki (12/13/25) #1 - bhna (10/18/25) #2 - ochaco (8/2/25) #3 - bakugo (9/4/25)

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

"Your love's a fucking drag, but I need it so bad." Shigaraki X Any! Reader Rejected by society, Y/N wanders the streets, looking to escape. They are on the verge of giving up when a group of villains pick them up and recruit them. When they catch the eye of the leader of the group, how far will he go in order to protect them? !! TW: Some abuse themes present. Please do not read if you are not comfortable. !! Started: 31/5/2020 Finished: 27/9/2020 #2 - shigarakitomura - 23/7/2020 #3 - tomurashigaraki - 25/7/2020 #1 - shigaraki - 19/10/2020

Y/n was given the curse of the grim reaper. Cool, right? She could recover from any injury in seconds, levitate any object or life-form, summon a bad-ass scythe our of thin air, and travel to hell. She knew Satan himself! (he is a real pain in the ass) But she lost somebody...or some people, very dear to her when she was little. And y/n will stop at nothing to get them back. Even if it means becoming a villain. So that's what she did. Soon enough Y/n was a nasty villain, given the name... 'Reaper' But she is just misunderstood. In her eyes, she has done nothing out of the ordinary for family. She tells herself, 'it's for family.' every time she second guesses her decisions. And she still thinks it is right. Nothing will change her mind. BeWare: 🌟crackhead shit🌟 ✨swearing^^✨ 💫memes💫 ⭐️references⭐️ Disclaimer - I do not own bnha/mha I only own this story. Also the artwork for the cover is not mine. Updates on Wendsday and Saturday!!! Story started - March 13th 2020 Story ended - July 13th 2020

----- Everyone else left, Turning their backs to me Never to return in my life, So why, Why do you choose to stay? ----- Some days I feel as if I'm falling, I would reach up my hand and wait until someone grabs it. But no one has, they wouldn't save the damaged girl because they would think I want this. They couldn't be anymore wrong, I just wanted someone to help me before I stop reaching out my hand, before you're so far from my grasp, before I clench onto the image of you walking away. Every time I inhale I exhale to get every little bit of air out of my body. And for a second, just for a second I feel light headed, I feel my heart begin to beat faster at the fact that there is no more air to filter my lungs. Only to be calmed down until I take another breath in. Sometimes I wonder, if I suddenly stop breathing, if I pull my hand back from where you once stood. What would happen? One day, I'd like to know the answer. ----- In their eyes, I am nothing but a monster. In my eyes, I am what ever they say I am. But she's not a monster, she's far from it. Even though related by blood we couldn't be more different. She's intelligent, beautiful, loved, everything I'm not. I lurk in her shadow as they praise her. It's sad right? Even my own mother despises me because I'm not her, I'm pathetic and useless, nothing but a pawn in this game called life. She even resorted to beating her own child in hopes that one day I'd be that perfect little girl like my sister. The image of her is fading away as I fall deeper and deeper, wondering if someone catch me after I hit rock bottom. Hoping someday I won't have to reach up my hand any longer. ----- ~I do not own any of the BNHA characters~ A/N: If you're just starting to read this story, please bare with it, I've only recently revamped it. I have to admit the beginning chapters aren't well executed because I wrote this story a long time ago, but I promise as the chapters progress it gets better.