RinOkumura18

~Your P.O.V.~ I let out a sigh and finished my plate. Maybe, this will be my last dinner before i die... Tomorrow, we are going on expedition out of the wall. It will be the first expedition that i will go on, and i'm pretty nervous. "Hey, ______ is everything alright?" Armin waved his hand infront of me. I blinked a few times and got back into reality. I looked around me and the others were looking at me. I blushed and looked away from them "w-what the heck are you staring at me.."i growled and i heard a laugh come from the person next to me. "Hahaha! _________, you're so cute, i would love to date you, but i have my little Christa here" Ym

The first time he ever saw Him was when his mother took her last breath. A tall lone figure cloaked in black and delicate (s/c) fingers that held a large scythe, His face was hidden under the shadow of His hood as He bent down to the dead woman on the floor and closed her eyes with His long fingers. He should have been terrified of Him but he wasn't. He didn't seem to acknowledge his presence. He looked down at his mother's serene face, she looked almost happy, like she was having the most pleasant dream... The little Raven Haired boy choked back tears that threatened to spill out like a bursting dam. The reaper placed His cold beautiful ha

 The reader is about 30 in this fic because um it’s logical, I guess. Will not have same quirk as the other fanfictions do. Requsted by ~kierneyrain (https://www.deviantart.com/kierneyrain) (Full Name) was a Pro Hero that sometimes taught at Yuuei. He occasionally worked beside his old friend Aizawa Shouta; more of pestered. He was informed that maybe he shouldn’t look like the evil warlock he usually looked incase he scared the more weaker student he had, but he brushed him off. There was a reason why he was Veneficus; the warlock hero. His quirk was Dark Magic, and he used it beautifully. From using his Quirk for so long, his face earned ink tattoos of lines and