In a pro-heroes world, where rules and order mean everything, UA's newest student fights his own battle against the grain-egged on by none other than the legendary battle crazed hero Mirko, of course! Y/N L/N was born with the Quirk: Enchant-an ability that lets him power up objects, or his own body, if he understands how they're made and work. But while he has the brains to wield it like the perfect weapon, his mistrust of heroes, flashy ego, and love of beating down the arrogant make him both a rising star and a walking hazard to those around him. Aimless and alone, Y/N is taken under the wing by Mirko, who intends to help him carve his name into the world. But when a dark secrets behind his Quirk's origin begin to threaten everything he's built, he'll have to decide whether he is a hero because of what he can do...or what he is willing to sacrifice in the long run. Updates Planned to be Weekly Pairing Undecided

[Male Reader x Marvel] Being a hero is a hard task, and not because of tough enemies, or the threat of death, but because it was about making a choice, a choice to take responsibility into one's own hands, and strike out for what they believed was right. In a world filled with far-out aliens and hellish demons, killer androids and super-powered maniacs, being a hero was even harder. From a young age, [Y/N] always had a keen understanding about what he believed was right and wrong, that people who hurt others for money and fame or out of sadistic enjoyment deserved punishment, that justice was necessary, and without it everything would fall apart. The death of his mother by the hands of some rogue gunman only solidified his resentment towards those he considered to be the scum of society. He had always wanted to be a hero, like Captain America or the Human Torch, from the comics he had always read, front to back. Men who held the power to change the world for the better, and weren't afraid to do what was right, despite what obstacles laid ahead of him. However, unlike his heroes, he held no superpower to help him on his path, no super-strength or speed, hardened skin or flaming skull, setting the rookie vigilante up for a bitter struggle. And yet, on a day that would have appeared just like any other, upon the seemingly unimportant bite from a strange, discoloured spider. On a less-than-interesting field trip, he would be granted the powers needed to fight for his convictions. the ability to now truly make those who hurt others pay for their actions. He made a promise as a child that he would make the world a better place, a world where people like his mother wouldn't have had to die, and he intended to follow through on that promise to the very end...

"You are the next in line to entertain me, fortunate mortal. Do try your best, and give me your greatest dance. A dance worth watching." All it takes is the blink of an eye for Y/N L/N to disappear from the modern world we all know and (don't) love. He finds himself in a fantasy world of everyone's dreams, and instantly gets to work on making a suitable life for himself. However, everything goes wrong when, at the end of the day, he's strangely sent back in time, and given worrying instructions. "The arrival of danger within an alleyway causes a call. The loot house receives he who is called once negotiations become violent. Two out of three lives- do try to prevent that number from reaching zero, otherwise I fear you might find yourself regretting it deeply." Now thrown into a confusing and dangerous situation, Y/N must use his cunningness to somehow prevent a certain person from dying too many times, lest he suffers the dire consequences... I don't own Re:Zero or any of the characters, credit goes to the original creators. Special thank you to GhostIXVI for making the book cover for me (and sorta promoting me to a certain voice actor for Re:Zero, this guy is a mad man), you're the goat. And a special thank you to you for at least reading this description. Enjoy the show. Best Rankings #1/1.3K in #emilia #1/311 in #priscilla #7/2.66K in #ram

Y/N was once just a regular boy growing up on Earth - a planet constantly torn apart by superheroes, aliens, and villains. But unlike most kids, Y/N didn't look up to heroes. He feared them. As a child, he watched helplessly as "heroes" leveled half his neighborhood battling a villain. His parents were among the many who died that day - innocent lives reduced to collateral damage. The heroes got applause. The villain got blamed. No justice. No accountability. Just a scared, grieving boy left to make sense of a broken world. But fate wasn't done with him yet. Not long after, he was adopted by a kind-hearted woman - someone who didn't have powers, but who showed him more strength and compassion than any cape ever had. She raised him with love, patience, and empathy. She helped keep the rage from consuming him completely. Still, Y/N couldn't forget what happened. That fear. That helplessness. It never left him. At 13, he began to train - quietly and obsessively. Martial arts, self-defense, and street fighting became his escape, his coping mechanism. He trained not to become a monster, but so he'd never feel powerless again. Under the guidance of Bang, a legendary martial artist, Y/N honed his skills to deadly perfection. Bang tried to steer him toward becoming a true hero, but something inside Y/N stayed fractured. Now older, stronger, and sharper than most who wear the title "hero," Y/N walks a dangerous path - not out of hatred, but because he believes someone has to hold the powerful accountable. He hunts corrupt heroes, dismantles villain syndicates, and brings fear to those who misuse their gifts. Some see him as a monster. Others as a savior. But Y/N? He doesn't care what they call him. He doesn't want to destroy the idea of heroes. He just wants to fix it - even if that means becoming the villain in someone else's story.

"I think, therefore I am." -René Descartes. The prevailing trial of Life has long since been defining an outright meaning for it. There are as many Truths as there are perspectives to create and incessantly question them. Existence by definition is objective observance. That a being or object, material or force is observable, classifiable, and is capable of definition. But beyond the understanding that what is true is real, has anyone concretely defined what is living - thoroughly. And by extension, what is the value of life beyond what we biasedly provide it? Unfortunately, there is no clear answer. It's entirely dependent on yourself, thereby skewing the results towards what's considered acceptable. By you, for you. It's entirely possible one person's irreverence is outright treasured by another party. But to claw ourselves further to a general consensus, an answer that can only be developed, not refuted. Could we accomplish this by playing third party to a life ignorant to its own identity, and by result is forced to manifest its own. Mankind's common enemy are the spirits which ruptured into their world through a spacial cry. And in contrast, are Spirits the aliens of an unknown world, doomed to be relentlessly attacked by its inhabitants. Through this divide - are alternatives acceptable. "Y/n. That shall be your name."

["What do you search for in life, issei? What gets you out of bed every morning? Well, I've found my answer, and I've decided to dedicate my whole life to it!" ] ______________________ Will and desire are what run this world. As without it, not a damn thing would get done. For those who desire nothing and rise out of their beds without purpose, they're truly dead. As they, without a reason to live, are only left to exist. It is ambition that shapes our destiny, and by it, our future is molded. For by will, you gain power. And by the power you gain the means to make your dreams a reality. That is the rule of thumb which the supernatural world runs by. Might makes right. For by the power of sacred gears, the user's will is manifested into world-shattering strength. So what does a man do when he wishes to change the world? He wills it. He sets off on a path that shall divide and alienate his character from the rest. He must be a cut above the rest, with a character that is eventually seen as the right way to live. For by having a will and drive greater than the rest, his heart shall impose the world to fit his image. That is how all leaders are born. It is how all gods are born. And, in this world which is at the center of the chaos made by those clamoring to stand at the top, he is the answer to all of our problems. ["You're calling yourself the solution to tyranny?"] ["No, I am not, but I can't stop what they believe and call me, only live up to it."] _______________ Let the story begin!

Male Reader x Female OC ***WARNING*** This contains spoilers from the Solo Leveling manhwa!!! MOVED FROM MY OTHER ACCOUNT

"Being a mutant is hard, especially being a mutant hero, which is why I don't want to be one. I'm just a loser who wants to live a quiet life and stay single-simple and sweet. It was working out for me until recently... I don't own any of the characters except the main protagonist. All characters belong to Marvel."

A Cruel Man, Greedy, Unforgiving, Promiscuous, not much Good could be said About Y/N. So when he died he was destined to go to hell, Right? Well, Yeah. That was Until God came up with a much more fitting, and rehabilitating Punishment.

"A world of gods and monsters was never meant for men. But if strength alone isn't enough... then I'll build my own way to stand among them." In a world where power is everything, Y/N L/N was never meant to stand alongside legends. No super strength, no alien blood-just a mind sharp enough to tear reality apart if he wanted to. But when his best friend, Mark Grayson, steps into the world of heroes, Y/N refuses to be left behind. With stolen blueprints, cutting-edge tech, and a little reckless ingenuity, he builds something the world has never seen-a combat suit strong enough to go toe-to-toe with gods. Armed with his own brand of firepower and Rachel Roth, a girl with abilities even she barely understands, Y/N steps into the fight as Ironclad, proving that heroes aren't just born. Some must be Forged In Iron