[f/n] [l/n] and Eren Jaeger was once the sweetest couple. But after an incident that [f/n] saw, they broke up. [f/n] went to study abroad. After years pass, [f/n] came back. But what if fate steps in and encounters the two former lovers again? Now that Eren is in a new relationship. [[modern au!]] {{reader insert}}

❝𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑳𝑰𝑲𝑬 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑾𝑨𝒀 𝑰 𝑷𝑶𝑼𝑵𝑫 𝒀𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑷𝑼𝑺𝑺𝒀 𝑺𝑶 𝑭𝑼𝑪𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑫?❞ ✧༝┉┉┉┉┉˚*❋ ❋ ❋*˚┉┉┉┉┉༝✧ 𝗬𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝘃𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗔𝗻𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗠𝗲𝗻 𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘁𝘀 ✧༝┉┉┉┉┉˚*❋ ❋ ❋*˚┉┉┉┉┉༝✧ ☁️ . . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓/𝒔 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 ࿐ྂ ⇢ 𝑺𝒎𝒖𝒕 ⇢ 𝑭𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇 ⇢ 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒔 & 𝑭𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒔 *ALL OF THESE CHARACTERS ARE WRITTEN IN THIER TIMESKIP ERA!*

!!𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓¡¡ ┌ ───˳೫˚∗─┐ 𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚎 and uses it 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎 └───˳೫˚∗─ ┘

7 Minutes but with yelena! (Smut) Inspired by the writer of 7 minutes

Okay I'm bad at these... anyways You're the main character You have a really complex quirk and a tragic backstory. After getting in on recommendations you attend school for the first time in your life. All goes well until you meet a kid named bakugou. It starts off where you hate him but soon grow close with him Yet another incident is brought onto the table and you have to face this unpredictable challenge alone. Idk just read it lmaooooo

y/n helps her best friend, todoroki, get with his crush, momo. only to result in something bigger than expected. Her love life starts getting a little interesting but will her twisted past let it be?

"are you...swag? *bites lip*" - suna "dude...i'm swag asf (ɔˆ■_■)⊂(▀¯▀⊂)" - y/n "fr?!"- suna "fr." - y/n | ★─☆｡oﾟ｡★| a story about y/n who meets several different people online and talks to the only and only suna rintarou. y/n goes to Fukurōdani Academy, and during the weekends or whenever after school she finds herself thinking about suna and when she wants to see him. |*:;,．★ ～☆・:.,;*| daily chapters. | (๑ˇεˇ๑)•*¨*•.¸¸♪ | thank you, and enjoy reading

𝙮𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙖 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩 | Working in a tavern, you've met a lot of interesting people, and you heard a lot of interesting stories. One thing leads to another, and you're caught up in the mess of limbs and classified information.