Arriving at the University of Eldia in the great city of modern Trost, you meet an enthralling group of people. Each member leaves an impression on you, but not the way the infamous Eren Jaeger does. Being far from home makes you realize just how way in over your head you actually are. ❁CW: Reader discretion is advised, Topics such as drugs, sex, violence, domestic violence, and suicide will be covered throughout this story. (More warnings included within necessary chapters) ❁SLOWBURN ❁Cover art cr: @EnvieP1 on twitter

CURRENTLY UNDERGOING MAJOR EDITING REVISED CHAPTERS: 2 "human relationships." he explained, a small chuckle leaving his throat, "i don't care about people's hearts. i don't want to know how people work or how they think. they're all selfish anyways." you didn't interrupt him, despite how you wanted to disagree. people weren't selfish, at least not everyone. and like chishiya had told you before, wasn't being selfish sometimes a good thing? shouldn't you be allowed to want certain things for yourself? once more your thoughts paused and the feather light touch of a hand against yours could be felt, not quite finding purchase but enough for you to feel that he was there. or maybe it was meant to reassure himself. his throat moved, perhaps his attempt to clear the tightness and arrange the words evidently playing on the tip of his tongue. "but then i met you. and it was weird. i had never been so interested in a human being before. and through time i found that..." he paused, glancing up for a brief moment before holding your fingers more securely, "you're the only heart i want to learn more about."

She is kept alive only to serve as his chain. Hello, I'm the author. I genuinely feel that reading this is better if you don't know what you are signing up for. Slow burn, enemies-to-lovers, angst, Jujutsu Kaisen universe, forced proximity, one-bed trope, soulmates, fake relationship- all the good old clichés.

"I'm a bad person. Does that make a difference?" - Meeting someone who was severely injured in the pouring rain wasn't what Y/N expected when she left work early, but she tried to make the best of it. Thankfully, her quirk came in handy for times like these. But it didn't make a difference when choosing between a simple life working in a hospital as a healer or a risky, lust filled relationship with the same stranger she found in the alleyway that evening. - |Dabi x Cis Female Reader| |contains: smut, violence, and strong language| Highest rankings: #1 in Dabi /#1 in DabixReader / #1 in Shigaraki / #1 in League of Villains/ #2 in MHA / #1 in Todoroki art on cover by: @/kyomuninatta on twitter 🤍

➷｡˚ ೃ࿔₊• 𝘴. 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘺𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤 "𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧. 𝐈𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐝" what happens when you find yourself trapped in a cruel word? a world full of despair, where you aren't able to do anything to help yourself. not to mention, other people. in that world, full of despair, you found warmth. a warmth you never knew you needed from someone. that place wasn't made for love, but you tried to make it possible. you weren't just playing the game master's games. you were also playing chishiya's and they were even more deadly. ╚══ஓ๑ 1/12/21 ๑ஓ══╝ #1 cards - 12.01.22 #2 hearts - 03.02.22

'I wish God would prove me wrong-' That was a thought that wandered through Y/n's mind more times than she cared to admit. Every single time priests and nuns would come visit the patients in the hospital she wondered how the patients could believe in god when greeted with unfairness every day, every patient more heartbreaking than the last. She started to question her reality when the unexplainable happened, a priest that cured even the most unexplainable illnesses captured her attention. Suguru priest, you a doctor, not cannon! enjoy :)