18+ "I'm in love with you and that scares me to death." Captain Levi Ackerman was perfectly content on disliking you, finding himself aggravated each time your lips parted to speak. Or at least, that was until he realised that the thin line between love and hatred was beginning to blur. { Levi x TitanShifter! Reader } Rankings at one point; 1# LeviHeichou 1# Heichou 1# Reiner 1# Pieck 1# Onyankopon 1# Aotsmut 1# SecretRelationship 2# Enemiestolovers 2# LevixReader 3# LeviAckerman 4# Attack On Titan 4# AotxReader

Gojo Satoru x Fem! reader (Y/n) is just another one of Gojo's hook-ups who just so happens to be his student. So why does he feel this way about her? (Initial chapters are cringe) . . . . . . I do not own any characters in this story besides (Y/n) and her family. All these characters belong to Gege Akutami. [Yet to be edited]

Y/N is just starting her final year of college, and although she mostly cared about her future and grades all her life, she now wishes for only one thing - something, or someone exciting in her life. Fighting with her own battles of being alone, she doesn't realize her desire came alive and is standing right in front of her.

He comes to you whenever he has spare time, you're his favourite he tells you. The special one. You find it a load of bullshit but he tells you sweet things before fucking off back to Tokyo. Gojo doesn't do relationships so why is he Jealous of you having one? Realistic first time, for the virgins out there!! #5 gojoxreader #1 fwbs #2 gojosatoruxreader #2 spicy #1 fuckbuddy This story is alos cross posted on AO3 as well. My user is: letscryabout2Dcharacters WARNING///SEXUAL CONTENT///SMUT///18+ I DON'T OWN SHIT BUT THE PLOT AND ANY OC'S

"If they aren't pretty when they are dead, then why bother keeping the bodies in my cemetery? Just burn them. Burn all of them, and give me the charming ones." I laughed at how psychotic he sounded; or even how psychotic he was."You're young, why do you even own your own cemetery? That can't even be legal." "Why bother concerning yourself over my affairs? This cemetery-" he quickly corrected himself, "My cemetery is the most luxurious and ravishing of them all." He bent down, and began to whisper in my ear, "And I know, that you, my lamb, understand my funeral style, don't you?"