~Eren didn't expect much from the world anymore - just bitter coffee, quiet shifts, and silence. Then she walked in... Rain-soaked, wide-eyed, and full of warmth he didn't know he missed. Y/N's a mess of mismatched scarves and late mornings. She doesn't belong in his life of walls and warnings. But she keeps showing up - and somehow, every day, she makes it harder for him to send her away.~

❛ 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐬-𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞.❜ ❛ 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞.❜ cover art credit: enviep1 on twt college au 18 + i do not own any of these characters tw: drugs, mature language, sh, suicide, violence, smut and more

Jean Kirstein friends to lovers slow burn. In your senior year of high school, your best friend went missing without a trace and you were the last person to see her before she disappeared, making you the prime suspect. Two years later, you return to your hometown to start your sophomore year of college and run into a face you never thought you would see again, Eren Jaeger. Assimilating into his group of friends, you realize just how connected the world truly is. With the two-year anniversary of your friend's disappearance nearing close, you begin to question loyalties within Eren's friends. Near the anniversary of your friend's disappearance, another person goes missing and you, once again, were the last person to be seen with them. Were you just in the wrong place at the wrong time? Or are you not as innocent as you propose... A certain mullet-headed friend of yours is fully convinced of your innocence, enough to help you bring justice to your friends who have disappeared. DISCLAIMER: Y/N is an unreliable narrator and often lies to herself. The truth of a lot of things rests within other POVs that are not Y/N's. This does not mean Y/N is lying all the time, it just means that this fic will require a lot of thinking, which may not be everyone's cup of tea. This story will not be a romance-oriented fic, it is a mystery plot with a romance sub-plot. Not affiliated with Attack on Titan by Hajime Isayama.

You didn't mean to fall in love with him. He was just a roommate-sharp-tongued, distant, always half-turned away like a closed door. Levi Ackerman lived in the quiet between slammed cabinets and unspoken rules, in the spaces where words refused to exist. You learned his silence before you learned his name. You paint to survive. He watches without meaning to. Somewhere between late nights and shared air, he becomes your muse-his scars, his restraint, the way he carries grief like a second spine. You paint him in fragments because loving him whole feels too dangerous. Every brushstroke is a confession you never say aloud. Every glance is a war you pretend not to fight. Enemies learn each other's rhythms. Roommates learn each other's ghosts. Lovers learn how to stay. But Levi has always been a man shaped by loss, and loving him means learning how to be quiet with the ache. This is a story about longing that lingers, about love spoken in pauses and paint-stained hands, about two people who only know how to touch through absence. He never asks to be seen. You never ask to be loved. And yet- in the hush of shared rooms and unfinished canvases, you begin to understand: some love stories aren't written in words. They're painted.

A͏f͏t͏e͏r͏ b͏e͏f͏r͏i͏e͏n͏d͏i͏n͏g͏ a͏ g͏i͏r͏l͏ w͏h͏o͏ i͏n͏t͏r͏o͏d͏u͏c͏e͏s͏ h͏e͏r͏ t͏o͏ s͏e͏x͏, d͏r͏u͏g͏s͏ a͏n͏d͏ h͏e͏a͏r͏t͏b͏r͏e͏a͏k͏ t͏h͏e͏ g͏u͏y͏ w͏h͏o͏ l͏o͏v͏e͏s͏ h͏e͏r͏ d͏o͏e͏s͏ e͏v͏e͏r͏y͏t͏h͏i͏n͏g͏ t͏o͏ b͏r͏i͏n͏g͏ h͏e͏r͏ b͏a͏c͏k͏ t͏o͏ t͏h͏e͏ o͏n͏c͏e͏ p͏u͏r͏e͏ s͏o͏u͏l͏ s͏h͏e͏ w͏a͏s͏ April 2023 -

"𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭" "𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮" not the fanfic going around on tiktok (that one is on tumblr) this is my own suna rintarou x fem reader

𝑆𝑢𝑛𝑎 𝑥 𝐹𝑒𝑚! 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 | 𝑆ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑡 𝑆𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 ❝𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐓 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐅𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑❞ ( ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏᴡɴ ᴀɴʏ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ɪɴ ʜᴀɪᴋʏᴜᴜ )

𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕤 ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☾ ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☁︎ ˢᵒᶜⁱᵃˡ ᵐᵉᵈⁱᵃ ᵃᵘ when fujiwara aeri accidentally likes an old photo of suna rintarou and things start to get complicated

༄ؘ middle school exes to lovers college au + textfic !

[completed] in which suna falls in love with a girl in a bookstore. suna x fem!reader