❝ 𝗺𝗺 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗶 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 ❞ ➝ 𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗌𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗌𝖺 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺 𝖿𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗋 𝖻𝗒 𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒/𝗇 𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗆 「 𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 」 ⊹ 𝗌𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗌𝖺 𝗑 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ⤾⋆˚ ༘ ⊹ 𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺𝗲𝘀 « ⊹ 𝟣𝟪 𝗉𝗅𝗎𝗌 ── 𝗇𝗌𝖿𝗐 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 ༉ ⊹ 𝗌𝗁𝖾/𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗌 𝗻 𝟥𝗋𝖽 𝗉𝗈𝗏 ⊹ 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗄𝗂𝗉 𝗻 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗋𝗌 ˖° ⊹ 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗍𝗌𝗎𝗆𝗎 𝗑 𝖿𝖾𝗆 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 ᵕ̈ ៚ 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘂𝘀 » 𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗵𝗮𝗶𝗸𝘆𝘂𝘂 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗵𝗶 𝗳𝘂𝗿𝘂𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲 © 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟣 𝖻𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗆𝗂

Choso romance/smut Choso Kamo. Lead singer and Guitarist You had never seen him so up close before. Purple eyeshadow was smudged around his eyelids and he had a black strip of paint or some sort of black pigment ran across his nose. Apparently this was his signature look, one he never performed without. Yuki told you that. His hair was long and fluffy, very shaggy too, but in a purposeful demeanour. He had lip piercings, snake bites to be exact, and there was also that grungy, alt fashion style you admired. The fitted black jacket with a slight shine and fur around the hood, zipped partway to show a tight graphic top underneath. Around his neck were layered silver chains and necklaces, giving a messy, stacked look. At his waist, a chunky studded belt with lots of metal details, adding a rough, heavy feel. And his black jeans, not too baggy but not too skinny holding black chains around the pockets. It was all dark and grungy. And even though you had caught him staring at you for the past half a minute, he didn't care to look away.

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲? Desperate to pass math and paying to survive in college, she juggles late-night study sessions with a new job at a quiet pizza shop. Her tutor? Mysterious, blunt, and way too good-looking. Her boss? Cold, unreadable, and never smiles. They couldn't be more different-until the lines start to blur. She doesn't know it yet, but the man tutoring her might already know everything about her... even where she works. FLUFF SMUT MATURE THEMES COLLEGE AU

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

"How are you supposed to keep your man with your hair in that mess, Tamia?" "And has your hair been looking like that all week?" She went on talking about my hair now, considering it was blown-out instead of well kept, hot combed and straightened the way that she liked. "No, mama." I dragged, annoyed completely now with all of my peace gone in this moment. "I just got out of the shower and I just finished washing and blow-drying my hair." "I'm going to hot comb it and then flat iron it when I'm finished doing my skincare." "Yasin's not going to be home until tomorrow probably anyway." I threw in there but of course she wouldn't chastise him about why and where.

"𝗛𝗲'𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗜𝘁 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝘀 𝘀𝗼 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱" Mariah's been longing for the feeling of being loved unconditionally for as long as she could remember, only to fill the empty spot in her heart by someone she nor anyone else would ever imagine herself with. Don't be a ghost reader loves, vote and comment ♡︎ DISCLAIMER! ____ This book is made for trauma bonding not for p*do's or romanticization. This Book belongs to me and should not be copied, recreated, or printed in any such way without notifying me first and giving me credit. If so I will have to take legal actions. Thank you. -𝑩𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒔𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆 Enjoy.

Deleted at 750k + You already know 3rd time reuploaded Old account has been deleted Really wanted to finish it for everyone that wanted the ending. Rule 1. First to finish loses- 1pt to winner. Rule 2. Make the other finish twice - added points on extra 2points. Rule 3. Risky places - added on extra 5points. Rule 4. If the other takes too long to make the other finish, automatic switch. Rule 5. If (y/n) wins, she gets Kenma's console. Rule 6. W̶h̶e̶n̶ if Kenma wins he gets whatever he wants from (y/n).(one thing) Rule 7. Obviously nothing harmful to the other. Rule 8.The one who instigates it, gets to take the lead. Rule 9. Other then those rules, you can go to any extent to win. Rule 10.When Kenma fucks (y/n) so hard she can barely see, she has to go on her knees and apologise to him

"𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐀 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐃 𝐌𝐄." (RE-UPLOAD) After enduring bullying throughout middle school, you managed to escape the torment of your bully, Ryomen Sukuna. However, what unfolds when you encounter the same person who made your life a living hell in the last year of your high school? ( Sukuna x Reader x Modern Era ) AU : College / Highschool 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘂𝘀 : finished

𝖼𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗆𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒. 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟧， 𝐊𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐘𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐎𝐑 𝖠𝗅𝗅 𝖱𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝖱𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖾𝖽．

"𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐲" "𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞?" "𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐲" Choso x f-reader It is considered stalking if it's just watching?