aot chibi theater

Aku seorang manusia, kan? Pernahkah kalian mendengar kata “Reinkarnasi” ...? Itu merupakan sebuah proses jiwa yang dilahirkan kembali dari masa lalu. Jutaan manusia tidak pernah tahu seperti apa kehidupannya di masa lalu, begitulah diriku yang ternyata pernah mencintai seorang pria yang paling terindah dalam hidupku. Kami bukan berasal dari dunia ini. Semua yang dia lakukan murni untuk menebus kesalahanku. Aku masih tidak percaya dengan orang yang berada di dekatku, namun aku tak tega untuk melepaskannya sehingga menyerukan doa dengan sujud pengampunan ini. -Berbisik ke bumi dan berharap terdengar oleh langit- Biarkan aku mengepakkan sayapku sekali lagi ...! Menemuinya di tempat termasyhur di dunia ini.

*Mature content warning* Attack on Titan/Shingeki no Kyojin fanfiction. A very talented new female soldier has joined the Survey Corps, but she still remains a mystery. She conceals her identity as best she can, however, her secrets will come out eventually. How will her fellow scouts react when they learn about her past? With a rough past to deal with, can she handle dealing with everything, especially when her superiors take an interest in her and feelings get involved? (Y/n/n) - your nickname (Y/n) - Your name (L/n) - Last name (H/c) - Hair colour (H/l) - Hair length (E/c) - Eye colour Author's note: There are some original characters for the sake of the story, but, as always, any AOT characters are owned by the amazing Hajime Isayama. Hope you enjoy the fan fiction! It does contain mature subject mater, so be aware of that. Another fair warning, there will be lemon chapters as the story progresses, but they will be labeled if you would like to skip them.

This story is not going to be exactly like the anime it will follow the anime but it will be different. Mina was reincarnated into AOT one of her favorite animes as a childhood friend to Eren, Mikasa, and Armin. But her family has a secret that she doesn't know is that she is born to a special family. There are nine great titans known to a select few but to the people that lurk in the shadows there are 10. Mina is the daughter of the 10th great titans that rivals the founding titan or maybe stronger. The day of when her world is changed how will she use this power of hers when it is awakened?.

an man who name Sasha,28 year old,who was an postman in his neighbourhood and his recent post goes to the usual,friendly house owner only to find someone else,and the it was a man who was kinda old,he then give the box to that man instead,since that men were probably the home owner relative,however,and that moment will change his life.....in a bad way

Honestly, it's just multiple short stories. Each Chapter is a new story, you can ask me to do a specific object in a specific emotion. I will give credit to those that give me a object or prop at the start. I also write in 1st person, so i'm giving the object feelings and stuff, so if your specifically want your idea to be in 3rd person you will have to ask. What i mean by choose a specific emotion, i will write a chapter that touches the emotion you request. I post whenever i get new ideas or requests, so im not sure exactly when. But y'all should read! Chapters may be small, but there will be times where i go more in depth with it, afterall, these are just short stories inspired by everything in the world.

A gentle Goddess of Evil who fulfills wishes... noble wishes and also hideous wishes, at a great price.... until she died

Menceritakan tentang seseorang yang bernama Aiden Royce yang jiwanya berpindah ke tubuh seorang penyair terkenal pada zaman dahulu yang bernama William Antoine. Namun sulit dideskripsikan, kota kelahirannya yang ia lihat pada zaman William hanya sebuah kota yang tak berwarna?

You came to watch your brother play a practise match between them; your brothers team and nekoma. You met with nekoma's team captain after the match, the tall, dark haired figure that caught your eye on the opposing team. That encounter alone will change everything, what happens next?

If the world serves as the stage, then my narrative assumes the role of the script, and God fulfills the role of the spectator.

The curtain opened. The lights came up. And the deadliest show they'd ever put on had begun. That night was supposed to be it—the moment this seven-person indie theater troupe finally made it. Then the lead stepped onstage, the lights died, and the curtain dropped on its own. When the lights came back, the applause turned into screams. Center stage, the lead was hanging there, stiff, blood pouring down her body. Panic hit fast. Someone said call the cops. Then reality hit harder: the show was illegal. No permit. Call the police, and they'd basically be handing themselves a murder charge on a silver platter. So they were stuck. Locked in the building, they decided to figure this out themselves before sunrise. But they got it wrong from the start. The killer wasn't outside somewhere. He was already in the room with them. One by one, people started disappearing. Dying, and not in ways that made any sense. By the end, only three were left—drowning in paranoia, pointing fingers at each other, each one betting their life that they'd guessed right.