"Don't die out there" [attack on titan, levi ackerman x reader] In which a striving woman, who only seeks to survive in a doomed world, threatened by vile titans is recruited by the top tier soldiers of the Survey Corps to work alongside them in their pursuit to bring humanity freedom. Along the lines of surviving, fighting and killing, she finds herself quite enjoying the feel of adrenaline in her veins, wind brushing against her hair and the slight sting in her lungs. For even if the existence of human life was in constant crisis, discovering friendships, joy, secrets untold and maybe even love wasn't so bad after all... especially if you get to work with humanity's strongest soldier. Date of Release: 07.04.20 {currently ongoing} [All characters, events and businesses from Attack on Titan belongs to the lovely author Isayama Hajime.]

"We don't need things like memories" ~~~~~ Being one of Inarizaki's Volleyball managers is tough, the countless responsibilities and duties could easily become too much for anyone. If it wasn't for her attachment to the team, maybe she would have quit. Y/N is a second year at Inarizaki High School, constantly trying to balance out her school work, manager duties, and her own personal ambitions makes her constantly question how she finds time to deal with the team. Whether the twins are fighting again or causing their own kind of trouble, Y/N knows she can absolutely not rely on Suna or Ginjima to do anything. Maybe if Kita wasn't so helpful, or Akagi wasn't so kind, or even if Atsumu wasn't so clingy, she'd follow through with her threats to quit. But who's she kidding? She loves them too much. [Sakusa Kiyoomi x Reader] This fic will basically follow the friendship that Y/N has with the Inarizaki team, and eventually her relationship with Sakusa =w= (Mega Slow Burn please be warned) (Also contains heaps of manga spoilers)

stray kids scenarios • tumblr: @changbeanie

𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚, 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐𝒐. The seed of friendship planted over the course of five years was never given the chance to grow. All that remains are time-worn memories of your childhood that still smell of warm grass and the simple safety a shadow once provided you, but perhaps this time, it will finally bloom.