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// AEONIAN: Oikawa Toru x Reader //Life does not end when high school does. You knew that.But that does not make it easier - the testing, the schedules, the burnout. That's not to mention the responsibilities of extra activities, the constant socialization, the chores at home. All of that, and it still has not mentioned what you chose to do for your own club.Because yes, you chose this. Sometimes it's hard to remember that.Right now, as other students worry about their test in the morning, how they can make it look like they didn't cheat on their homework, and how to coast by in their worst subject, this was your world: the squeak of sneakers, the blowing of whistles, the chants of the crowd and the shouts of the players, the slamming of the volleyball against the wooden floor.Right now, this was your world.In the morning you'd have to worry about your test, your homework, and the class you dreaded.But for right now, this was your world. Making it through this tournament, then to nationals... that mattered.Life does not end when high school does. But then, why does it seem so important to get to Nationals before the end of high school? You knew why. He was the reason. He wanted it more than anything - and so to that end, you would do all you could to get the team there.// DETAILS: //Welcome to Aeonian! This story takes place in the world of Haikyu. This is an xReader story. I utilize she/her pronouns, and on occasion refer to having hair - but that is the extent of physical descriptions. Don't expect a perfect representation of Japan, or school life there - I don't live there. But I'll do my best to make it realistic! I will not use honorifics, other than for Oikawa's nicknames that use -chan. This story does feature mature content but ONLY when the characters are of age, and features SPOILERS. Please, enjoy!…

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// BLUE AND WHITE: Levi x OC Fanfiction //A wing of stark white sits just before a wing of proud blue. It is the emblem of the Survey Corps. Many soldiers don the green cloak and devote their hearts to humanity. Certain few among them become emblematic themselves, representing the very idea of freedom, of strength, of courage, of wit, and of heart. This is the story of two such soldiers, those that grew up without seeing the sun yet became representative of the wings that brought humanity freedom. It is, of course, the story of Eren Yeager, Mikasa Ackerman, and Armin Arlert, yet not from their perspective; it is told through the voice of one of their commanding officers.Amaya Ikeda.She was brought up to be strong and independent. Raised in the Underground City, she had to be. She did not need anyone's help, nor did she need it. Her only goal was to raise enough money for her and her adopted brother to reach the surface. But fate, it seemed, had something else in store for her.Amaya finds herself in a new and growing family, but it could only last so long. Among deciphering feelings she wasn't sure how she developed and addressing them, her life and that of her new family are completely shaken up.Will it all matter in the end? They're in danger - being thrown into the Survey Corps is no small thing, and she doesn't want to lose her family again. Life had never been simple for her, but now...// DETAILS: //Welcome to B&W! This is a story that takes place in the world of AoT. This is essentially several books rolled into one.This is not a Levi x Reader, but you can insert yourself in place of Amaya. Other than the use of she/her pronouns and having hair, that is the extent of how she is described/referred. This story features mature content: language, gore, and sexual themes. There are SPOILERS! It goes through the end of the anime and into manga-only territory.…

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// NEW HOME. Link x Reader Fanfiction. //\\ Currently undergoing revisions. \\Home is very rarely a house, or a house alone; it is those who inhabit it, those who occupy your time and space in your heart... Those you love, and those who love you.Home, for you, has not felt like home for a long time. In a house left to you by family, in which the family is very rarely present, in a village you'd never left...It was as stifling as it was monotonous, and that was to say it's incredible, mind-numbingly, terribly monotonous.Nothing happens in Hateno, the village of the normal, and it was a peaceful sort of calm, one in which you were a lone dreamer of something more, something exciting, something adventurous. It's obvious to everyone in Hateno that you're growing restless, but to take only what you could carry on your back and an adventurous spirit and leave the only life you'd ever known... No one thought you could, nor that you would.But that's exactly what you did.However, that's not to say you didn't have help. Actually, those old stories about the heroes of legend, and specifically the one you felt was unfinished, of the calamity a century ago... perhaps you could go help write them an ending.And really, who better to journey with than the hero of legend himself? // DETAILS: //First Person. Mild language, spoilers for the Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild. Several liberties taken with Hyrule's landscape - don't expect a 1:1, exact representation of the map. Story is currently being revised, which is why it looks strange. If you read it before, I encourage you to take another look, and please, above all else, enjoy.…

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// LONG TIME, NO SEE: Levi x Reader, Modern!AU //We met in the orphanage. You looked so unapproachable, so rude. But, as all stories go, it wasn't as it seemed. We became quick friends. Best friends, even, though you wouldn't ever admit it. But we both knew it. And even though you always looked angry and you hardly ever smiled... Everything was great.We were fine. We were alive, we were wanted, and we were happy.But you were adopted, and I was left on my own. You left me all by myself. You promised me something the day you left. You promised me that we'd find each other again. This time though, it'd be on the outside of the fence we weren't ever allowed out of.I miss you already. It's been a while since I've heard your voice. Do you still remember mine? Do you remember my name? Someone mentioned your name. Maybe it was only someone who shares your name, but maybe, just maybe, it's you. But... do you even still consider us friends? Am I still someone to you?Levi... we finally found each other again. It sure has been a long time, hasn't it?// DETAILS: //Welcome to LTNS! This modern AU sets the scene in an orphanage. Originally written in 2015 when I was in middle school, it was reworked to better represent who I am as a writer. If you've read it before, I'd love for you to read the updated version, but the original sits at the latter half of this book - it is completely untouched, and it is the exact same as it was when I originally wrote it for those who would like to read that version.This story is tagged as mature for its language and for mentions of blood, scars, nonconsensual touching, etc., so beware if any of these are triggering to you. There is also sexual content in the story. This story's MC (Y/n) will be female with she/her pronouns.…