The characters in this story are not my own, the characters are the creation of Hajime Isayama. And the cover photo is also not my own. The story however is my own. Eren and his friends plan on heading to Canada after the zombie apocalypse hits the world in hopes that they will find a place they will be safe from zombies. Eren and his friends; Mikasa and Armin, get separated on their trip there though. Eren doesn't know where he is and meets a dark haired man named Levi.

"Do you know how to kiss?" "No, I've never kissed anyone before." "Okay, then let me show you." ** Sykkuno has been in love with his good friend Jay for years now, but never had the courage to confess. That is until one night at a party, when he forces himself to put a love letter in Jay's bag in a drunken daze. When he awakens Sykkuno quickly realizes that he's screwed up, after Jay's good friend Corpse tells him that he accidentally put the letter in his bag instead. Corpse then decides to help a hopeless Sykkuno win Jay over, by teaching him the proper way to flirt and charm. But as their lessons get more and more intimate, they both become unsure of what their true intentions are.

This story takes place during a zombie apocalypse. The place that the team once called home has been run down and taken over by mindless human eating creatures. A few humans have survived and created a large bomb shelter, slowly recreating the new human race. However there are still humans spread out over the place, in hiding. They're all urged to find the bomb shelter but some choose to stay where they are. ""Ka-Ka-Kageyama..?" I stared at the small orange haired human. He was shaking and now crying uncontrollably. He didn't even seem to notice though. He looked sick and his face was pale. Was that word directed at me? Did he just call me...Kage... Kageayama? Who's that? Was that a name, or just a regular word? I stumbled over closer to the human. He flinched and raised his weapon. It was a crossbow, like that could hurt me. He looks so familiar, I know it! I know he's orange! There's no way he's not, look at his hair! I have the odd sensation to touch him. Are my orange memories trying to resurface? Maybe if I just get close enough I'll remember. I've got to speak, I've got to find the words to tell him I mean no harm- Bang!" Highest Ranking; 58 - hinataxkageyama 02/28/18 5 - shouyouhinata 03/02/19 183 - kageyamaxhinata 03/13/19 536 - kageyamatobio 07/07/19 9 - spiker 04/03/19 454 - kagehina 05/14/19 791 - zombie 06/01/19 (This story is roughly based of off the movie Warm Bodies)

In a treacherous, post-apocalyptic world where the undead dominates the badlands, Naruto does whatever it takes to survive. With no interaction with human civilization for almost a decade and to heal from the confinements of his past, he grew accustomed to surviving all on his own and only found comfort sticking to what was within the borders of his knowledge. It was a lifestyle he never planned on changing. Until there came a dangerous predicament. Some naive, fearful guy that he happened to waltz upon caused him insane troubles. Gradually, however, Naruto hesitantly accepts that this guy who once burdened him solely with his presence, would be the reason for his nirvana. Sasuke Uchiha, huh. Fucking pitiful. TW: Mentions of suicide, abuse, drugs, very strong language use, and bloody violence. I don't own Naruto or the characters, neither do I own ANY artwork shown in this book. This is a slowburnnnnn. Also cross-posted on AO3 under the name shinei Word count: 64k+ - ???

COMPLETE (AND UPDATED) Highest rating - #1 in kagehina Some time ago now the land of the living became the land of the undead. A new species roamed the planet. It wasn't home anymore. People have adapted, evolved. This is where the world is now. A survivor group that goes by the name "Fallen Crows" come across a brain dead scavenger who's barely clinging onto life. They take him in, at a cost. "My name? K-Kageyama Tobio...I think" Kageyama and his new found family are for life, he maybe even thinks he found the special someone. But in this world, nothing is perfect for too long.