COVER ART CREDS; redwarrior3 on tumblr :) In modern Paradis, you've joined the survey corps three months ago, and thought you've met everyone, until you stumble across ex titan shifter Eren Jaeger, who you've never seen before now. When you come to figure out that the girl he's in love with just so happens to be dating the boy you've been in love with for months, you both agree on an elaborate scheme to get revenge by pretending to date each other to make them jealous. As you spend more time with him, things slowly start unraveling for the worst. But is it really revenge you're both after? Or...is there something more? NOTE #1; i do not own any characters in Attack on Titan, the only thing i own is this plot. All rights to the characters & settings in this story go to Hajime Isayama. NOTE #2: this isn't really an enemies to lovers ff, but Eren is kind of an asshole throughout the story. but i promise he gets better. also, I've made the chapters quite long instead of splitting them up into shorter chapters, so sorry about the long reads lol. also also, the reader is presented as female, just for a head's up:) CONTENT WARNING: this fanfic contains smut, alcohol & drug (weed) consumption, obviously coarse language, talks of self harm, suicide, anxiety and depression, more graphic kinks (such as knife play, bondage, blood play), and overall is meant for a mature audience. I'll stop rambling now, enjoy! Also, please don't be afraid to give any sort of criticism in the comments, I'd love to hear what you think of it so far or what you would like to see :) cool rankings I've gotten; (feb 9th 2022 ) #2 in erenxreader #42 in erenjaeger #77 in eren #4 in erenfanfic #15 in erenfanfic #90 in erenjaeger #1 in erenjaegerfanfic (feb 12th 2022) #1 in erenfanfic #1 in erenjaegerfanfic #90 in shingekinokyojin #21 in sashabraus #34 in snkxreader #27 in jeankirstein (feb 13th 2022) #3 in attackontitan #1 in erenfanfic

One single night can change your life forever. For the young woman who decided to walk into an alleyway in search of a child's cry for help, it left her stranded in a unexpected predicament. She had a chance meeting with a certain sadistic, monochrome clown and now she had NO WAY of getting rid him. However, on one quiet evening, she thought, as she watched the clown peacefully sleep next to her; "...Maybe I don't want him to leave...", she whispered lovingly as her slender fingers played with the clown's long, black hair... ________________________________________________ {I DO NOT OWN LAUGHING JACK, CREDIT GOES TO SNUFFBOMB}

(Y/N) is just an innocent girl who wanted to live a normal, carefree life. That's all she cares about, well, that and her candies. With low blood sugar, she needs to keep her energy up with something sugary, so what better way than to befriend a psychotic clown with a sweet tooth. Wait... What? Suddenly, (Y/N) finds herself thrown into a world of nightmares and murdered children. She tries to get help, but no one believes her. She's stuck being alone with the psychotic clown that puts the 'laughter' in 'slaughter'. But really, what could go wrong? DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN LAUGHING JACK. HE BELONGS TO SNUFFBOMB. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE OTHER CREEPYPASTAS. THEY ALL BELONG TO WHOEVER THE HELL MADE THEM. I ONLY OWN THE STORY'S PLOT, GEORGE, OFFICER DELLA, OFFICER KINGSLEY, THE CHILDREN, THE PARENTS, BASICALLY ANY SIDE CHARACTER THAT ISN'T A MASS MURDERER. Rated M for Mature: -contains high violenve -contains high gore -contains foul language

"Y/N. Just say one word. Hoodie or me?" "I-I don't-..." I paused. The words wouldn't come out right. My eyes darted from Hoodie to Masky ¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿?¿? Y/N was a young girl who lived a normal life. She had everything she needed and was prepared to graduate from university and find a job, then finally start her life. But.. That would never happen She was home alone one night. Two men broke in and took her far away from her home. They took her into a world of darkness and evil. Creepypåsta's realm. A place where no human could enter without being with another creepy pasta. She was trapped there until she accepted her role as a new creepypasta member and the new proxy of Slenderman. But there are some strange things Y/N has been seeing. There are predators after her. Monsters. Things taken over with insanity and darkness. They want to devour her heart. Masky and Hoodie had been assigned to protect her at all costs. And guess what happens between the three of them? A huge love triangle that seems to be impossible to fix. "T H E Y A R E A L W A Y S W I T H U S" Mature content in this story. Part of the Dead Creepypasta series. Each book can be read alone All photos belong to someone else nothing belongs to me except for the writing Enjoy the story FIRST BOOK :)) Cough cough this will be written as a female reader

You couldn't stop it. The evil that was taking over, you couldn't control it. You needed to kill. It was telling you to. You've done it before, so why do you stop the blade above this hooded man's chest? You stared into his glowing red eyes, for once since becoming a proxy, hesitating. "I'm not the one who wants to hurt you." Creepypasta. Hoodie x Reader. Mentions Eyeless Jack, Masky, Ticci Toby, Slenderman, and more.

Secrets. Some are best hidden from the world and from other people. Although, the more secrets that build up, the angrier a person may get.

"Yes," he said in his usual deadpan voice, "now make yourself useful and follow me." (Levi chooses to hide behind his image of authority, and the gleam of the blades speak louder than he.) ~ "I. . .I don't know myself, (F/N). . .there's just something about you." (The moonlight coaxes the sentiment that's been dwelling inside of Levi, growing only, and the tips of his fingers and the beats of his heart all curl, praying this is something Levi doesn't come to regret.) ~ Levi laughs. "Right." (Expressing his sentiment has come as easy as breathing, as batting his eyelashes; he's glad he feels the warmth of something that isn't the impermanence of a Titan's shed blood, he's glad he's able to grasp something that isn't the suffocation of his turmoil. ) Love is strange, love is new, but Levi supposes many things are made in that fashion.