Disclaimer: I do not own Attack on Titan or Jujutsu Kaisen. One minute, Kira was a dedicated cosplayer, channeling the swagger of 𝐆𝐨𝐣𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐨 on a rooftop. The next-lightning flash, reality bend-she's 𝐊𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐫, the female embodiment of the strongest sorcerer, blindfold and all, dropped straight into the nightmare that is 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧. Armed with the 𝐒𝐢𝐱 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬, 𝐋𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬, and a phone that trades ambient despair for modern comforts (hello, endless sweets!), Kira is dangerously out of place in a world where humanity hangs by a thread. Her effortless power and irreverent charm collide with soldiers who bleed for every breath behind the Walls. As she punches Titans into vapor, heals the broken, and faces Paradis' despair head‑on, Kira must choose: become humanity's impossibly powerful, candy‑loving guardian-or find a way back to the rooftop she came from. (Spoiler alert: she's probably just in it for more lollipops.) Follow Kira Stellar as she brings blinding power, chaotic humor, and a whole lot of 'Red' to a world that desperately needs a hero... even if that hero is a bit of a diva. Get ready for an AoT adventure unlike any other."

"Look, I really didn't mind the fact that I died and reincarnated into Ansatsu Kyoushitsu. I didn't really mind that you gave me a hole in the heart. That was a real dick move, but I didn't complain. So god, Void, whatever, I'm sorry I punched a student. Please recall my demotion into Class E. Please, the moon literally just exploded and I don't wanna be there!" Kuma-sensei did not belong here. He knew better than anyone else that he was just an outsider. ー ※ COMPLETED FIC. ※ AC belongs to Matsui Yuusei.

"How do you say idiot in Italian?" "Bell'uomo." [ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛] "You're a bell'uomo." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just needed someone to talk to, and Leonardo Rossi happened to be there. He was her escape and she was his. Her obsession with sunglasses and constant talking went well with his quite behavior and glares he sent to everyone else. They weren't a likely match but somehow they understood each other more than anyone else could. He was rude and blunt to everyone; everyone but her. She was extroverted and bold to all; especially him. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. Isabelle Ariti just wanted waffles and to meet someone new. She didn't expect to spark the mafias dons right hand mans interest. Leonardo Rossi just wanted to be alone and have coffee. He wasn't expecting the talkative girl that didn't know what a filter was to rope him in with her unexpected comments. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. "Do you love me?" "Endlessly." .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. The chapters get better as the story goes on/theres character development Words: 137,631k .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

"I hate you." "Are you sure? I don't think I got a fair chance." "I am." "Are you very sure?" "Has anyone ever told you that you're full of yourself?" "No." "Well, they should." ·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙ Her definition of perfect was quiet and dull. He was anything but. Theo Parker was full of life; smiles always lighting his face and a camera on him, ready to snap a photo at any given moment along with almost living at the basketball court. Smiling at anyone who looked his way. She wanted to hate him, but she couldn't find it in her to do so. He defined perfection as impossible. Until he met her. He was aware of the glares and harsh words she sent his way, but under what seemed like not so subtle hatred she was smart and caring. Camilla Moretti didn't need anyone's approval or cared about their opinions. She didn't need anyone, and he admired that. Sometimes staying is easier than leaving; but maybe leaving would've been more simple. ·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙ I just wish someone would stay