It's stupid to fall in love with your kidnapper. But what's more stupid is to fall for the same guy, again. -♡- Due to a series of events, you often found yourself stuck with Levi Ackerman, the man who had once kidnapped you; up to a point where you were even compelled to share an apartment with him. Well, it is not easy to live with a sexy man without crushing on him. If his casual swears and stares didn't arouse you enough, one day being pinned to the wall by him sure did. However, the mere sexual attraction between you and your kidnapper was the start of a tragic life. After all, you were the only soul on this planet who knew Levi's 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵. ❌ WARNING- This book contains sexual content/smut/lemon and strong language. (18+) ❌ ✓ Completed

You were small, petite, even breakable as some might say but that didn't stop you. You were going to show them what they had coming without even so much as a word. Though you didn't want anyone to know your true potential. You were silent. You had no reason to speak. The only time you spoke was when someone had spoken to you but would that change? Was there anything in this world that could honestly make you want to say anything for yourself? #4 in Levi x reader - 12/01/18 #2 shingekinokyojin - 1/14/19 #1 shingekinokyojin - 1/15/19

Based on the Show Hazbin Hotel i will be making OneShots about our Radio Demon Alastor and you. Any Requests you would like me to i will be happy to write it tagging your name as the one who gave the idea *smiles* I don't own these characters or you just the content in these short stories Stay Tuned~ **TEMPORARILY COMPLETE**

This is my one-shots collection that I will be writing about our favorite Radio Demon. ❌WARNING❌ I will mostly write: ❎Smut. ❌Gore. ❎Angst. ❌And Only xreader, not OC, not characterxcharacter. Also, if someone knows the artist who made the drawing that I used, please let me know so I can give them the credit.

"My darling Y/n, the one I love, your smile, your laugh, and all the above." Unsheathing his knife after dropping the body onto the floor, watching the man's head hit the floor with a classic thud. "The day we met was the day I knew, that I wanted to be with you." Gripping the handle before bringing the blade down, its sharp edge cutting through the suit and piercing the skin. "Anything you wish, anything you want, just say the words and for you, I'll give the world." // Flashbacks every three chapters!!! // Sequel is out now!!! // ~ Nitro ~

You are a warrior angel tasked with maintaining balance within all three realms. You protected the sanctuaries of Heaven from sinners that may have attempted to claw their way up. You slayed demons that tormented life in the mortal realm. You exterminated demons within Hell when their population was overflown. Well, more like ex-Exterminator now due to your ambitions. Your life as a virtuous warrior ended once you confronted God with your ideas and projects. You wanted to find a less wasteful use of sinners' souls by implementing a rehabilitation program. The problem was only YOU wanted to volunteer yourself to reside in Hell for your plan to work. God, angered by your "foolishness", cast you out of Heaven for your persistence. Once you woke up in Hell, you were surprised to discover that you had similar ambitions as the princess of Hell. You decided to work together with her in the hopes of proving to both of your fathers that Rehabilitation was possible. You predicted it would it be a rough journey, however your encounters with the famed Radio Demon made things both more complicated and palatable for you. DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters within this story nor the Hazbin Hotel universe. All credit goes to Vivenne Medrano (more famously known as Vivziepop). The OCs that I occasionally create for this story are mine, though they are still inspired and based on the universe VIVZIEPOP developed. COVER CREDIT: ||Art work by: zwei (aka 24hrscoma) | Original Source: https://www.deviantart.com/24hrs-coma/art/Hazbin-Hotel-Alastor-825699291 | Twitter: https://twitter.com/24hrscoma ||

Every few months, people get visions of their soulmate's eyes. Most people meet their soulmate while they are alive. Yours, however, does not exist on earth. He's from the past, and only after death can you meet your one and only. • ¥ • I don't own the cover art.

"You will aid the hero during his journey in defeating Calamity Ganon." That was the order that was given to you by goddess Hylia. Although the goddess had first planned to have the hero do his journey alone, she took sympathy for him and decided to create him a partner, one that would aid him during the dangerous travels to the Divine Beasts and finally, Calamity Ganon. That was your purpose. 100 years passed since the defeat of the Champions, although one remained. The one you were to help once he awoke from his slumber. Link. // This is a story entirely based on the game BOTW. Although a few changes will be made the overall story line will be game-based. That doesn't mean there won't be cliffhangers and all that juicy stuff. Yes, romance will play a part, but I just overall hope you guys enjoy the story! Be sure to leave feedback so I know how I am doing. Enjoy! // Started: April 1, 2020 Finished: June 15, 2024 Ranks: #1 in botw #1 in zelda #1 in zeldafanficton #1 in breathofthewild #1 in thelegendofzelda

cover art is MINE You married a man who was kinder in the mornings and crueler everywhere else. ♫⋆｡ ♪ ₊˚♬ ﾟ. She married a voice she heard through the walls, Silver ring, purple jewel, loved him through it all. He smiled on the radio, killed between the breaks, Said forever real easy, like most men do when it's fake. She died sick and dreaming, he lived loud and alone, Now Heaven has an organ, Hell has him on the throne. Static and fog and a melody bleeding through the air, Two lovers out of season, still pretending love is fair. ♫⋆｡ ♪ ₊˚♬ ﾟ. alastor x wife reader =))))) ‎

yandere alastor x reader !! =) (♡'▽'♡)🔪🩸 radio, piano... predator, prayer... just alastor and you. ♫⋆｡ ♪ ₊˚♬ ﾟ. 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘰 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝓐 ‎