Two more weeks left before Levi Ackerman graduates from high school and leaves the small town of Shiganshina. He can't wait for the moment that he can finally put that dreadful town behind him. But when a Grisha Jaeger becomes the new family doctor, bringing along his ill son that breathes new life into the town he desperately wants to escape, will Levi find a reason to stay? [Copyrighted. No part of this story may be reproduced in any way without written permission.]

Levi Ackerman has spent a lifetime pulling himself up by his bootstraps and providing for his family. Now he is 38 years old and the company he started with his college roommate has made the Fortune-500 list three years running. He spends his days at the office, shunning the Miami heat and his nights with an endless stream of gold-diggers who have no more relationship potential than a mail-order-bride...until That One Summer. Eren Yeager is fresh out of Miami Lakes high school and eager for the one in a million job he scored as the interim secretary for the CEO of the company his mother works for. So what if his new boss is rude and eccentric? With the money he makes from this job he can put away enough for his next surfing competition and build up his all-too-meager 'move out' fund. He had no idea what he was getting himself into the first day he stepped foot in his new office...and it all started That One Summer. •°☆°• I do not own Attack on Titan or any of the [unoriginal] characters referenced in this work, nor do I own or take credit for the artwork that has been posted herein.

Eren Yeager has everything he always wanted: good grades, great friends, and a bright future. Already the captain of the basketball team as a junior, it was not uncommon for college scouts from all over the country to crowd the stands to see him in action. Everybody knows his name...and that's exactly how he likes it. But is everything enough if you don't have anyone to share it with? •°☆°• Levi Ackerman and his band of art freaks exist on the fringes of Paradis High School. With hopes, dreams, and a mission to change the world from the shadows, he has plenty of secrets. Only a select few know his true identity...and that's exactly how he likes it. •°☆°• When circumstance crosses their paths, an unlikely affinity threatens to expose that which lives in the night and casts into shadow that which was bright.

✘ Updates every second Friday! ✘ // Where dating apps and the process of falling in love meets (sugar) daddy kinks, BDSM and just a lot of aggressive, dirty sex // Way too many sex-less months have gone by in Levi's life, and this makes him even crankier than usual... or at least that's Hange's theory. So she decides to be helpful and creates a dating app profile in his name. "I'm very gay, very short and very angry. But don't let that scare you off, because I have a big and splendid cock and rumor has it that I'm at least decent in bed, which honestly is more than you can expect from most people nowadays~ Btw I'm also too old and cranky to try dating apps myself so I might be unaware for now of that my fabulous friend manages this thing for me!" Eren's face shifted into one of amused interest as he read the short and very odd bio. ... Intrigued, he swiped right. ✘ Also available at Archive of our own ✘

chris seems like a normal bisexual sixteen year-old boy. but he's not. on tumblr he goes by the name 'becca'. becca is a straight sixteen year-old girl that loves poetry. then chris meets a cute straight boy called pj. as becca. and things get difficult when a 'certain someone' moves to the same school as chris. [ lowercase intended ] ( trigger warning - verbal and physical abuse, strong language, depressed and suicidal thoughts ) started; 251115 finished; ------

Have you ever fallen in love with someone's words? With the way they write, the way they make the letters latch onto each other and leap to string into words, to summon sentances. To make writing dance and sing like that is a truly unrecognized, unaccountable gift. Levi Rivaille is an online author who, despite his internet-fame, finds himself to be, for lack of a better word, lonely. Eren Jaeger, a bright young artist who is looking for the spark of inspiration. Despite the metaphorical and literal distance between the two, they may just be what the other needs. Disclaimer: I only own the plot of this story, and none of the characters, much as I would like to. They belong to Hajime Isayama.

(Warning! This contains yaoi or boy x boy. Gay stuff, Homosexual smutt and fluff. If you don't like it please don't read) Eren Jager, a YouTuber, receives millions of requests for him to do a video with another popular YouTuber. Is this a start of an amazing friendship or is it something more? This story shows the ups and downs of Eren's relationship with Levi, from beginning to end. Their love was strong and never faded ((Cover made my @vkookcells thank you!!! ♡♡♡♡))

Blue is the prettiest color, isn't it? (an: this book is utter shit but for some reason people like it so it would be wrong to delete it )

Eren Jaeger; 18 years old and his life is in shambles. With a scholarship to a university in Manhattan, he packs his bags and travels from his once family home in the Bronx, to a cheap apartment near Broadway. Little does Eren know, he'll meet a man name Levi, who happens to be his neighbor. Erens life heads a little more south when he realizes his feelings for Levi, and where they take him. Horrible description for a meh fanfiction. Enjoy! I thought no one would read this.

Eren Jaeger is a fourth year high school student (18), and Levi Rivaille is a twenty one year old bartender. Both of them are "straight" (as a fucking circle) although they don't quite know that... So, What will happen when they cross paths at a bar and wake up in the same bed? Find out in Ereri- A Loving Mistake. -------------- MAY BE TRIGGERING TO CERTAIN PEOPLE *If you are sensitive to any of the following, please take caution in reading this story* Mentions of cutting, self harm, suicide, anorexia, depression, attemped assault, etc. [cover art is not mine. Credit goes to the artist.]