"Shigaraki and Dabi you'll be sharing dorm 213." Sensei Aizawa announced, anger filled me. I have to stay in the same dorm as that asshole?! Warnings- -Self harm -Shigaraki is suicidal -Depression -Abuse -Panic attack's

Y/n L/n, a common thief at thirteen, ran into one of the biggest villain's in history, All for One. She had heard of him before from other villains but she never thought she'd come face to face with him. Though, she made quick friends with him and became his personal house pet. He usually preferred cats or a ferrets which was fine with Y/n, but when All for One sends her away, she is sent to care for a boy name Tomura as a guide.

After an accident as a child leaves you traumatized you shut everyone out and build walls and barriers that wont allow anyone to get close to you, but what happens when anger gets the best of you? Sorry for any future cringe! I think I'm a little late to the party but here ya go! If you thought this was gonna be a short, sweet and simple fic your wrong bc I friggen love me some drama. The sequel has alot more fluff I promise <3 Mature rating because Bakugou Highest rank - #1 in katsukibakugou (2/20/19) #1 in imsorry (2/24/19) #1 in katsuki (2/27/19) #2 in dramatic (3/1/19) #1 in emotion (3/3/19)

"You really think they'd let someone like you two in, when they could have me?" Katsuki clenched his fists. I saw the slightest shift in his distribution of weight on his feet. He was going to lunge at me. "Ah! Wait!" Midoriya panicked on the floor behind me and began to scoot away. "You've got it all wrong! Really! We're not trying to compete against you! You've gotta believe me!" Katsuki made his move. My body moved fluidly, intercepting his swing, grabbing him by his forearm, directing his palm where his explosive power came from away from us and stepped into him. Before he realized what had happened, I hurled him over my shoulder, keeping a firm grip on his forearm and brought my foot down to step on his other arm keeping both of his palms directed away from Midoriya and I. "What good did having a flashy quirk do you in that situation?" I asked him calmly as the rest of the class stared in shock and awe with their mouths agape.

You're a girl who wants to be the best hero they can be, even if you have to risk your life for another. You stumble across a boy who changed your point of view when you were small, his name was Neito Monoma. This has some mature language, but it's not too bad. I don't own any of the characters. Also this is my first story so don't judge lmao.

People say heros come down from the sky.....Maybe lovers do too Finished💛

todoroki x reader x bakugou ✰ Aizawa's lover passed away after giving birth to Y/n. Aizawa raised you with the help of all might and President Mic. You brought light to your father. Now it was your turn to attend UA and become a hero just like your mother. Bonded by a dream, fateful events happen to form a love triangle between Todoroki, Bakugou and You, none of which willing to give up. ┆↰ ꒰ 🦴 Trigger warnings will be presented. "♡ᵎ꒱↷ ⋯ ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥hearteviscerate⋆* 🕊 ⁺⑅

Out of the corner of my eye I spotted a familiar, unforgettable face. It was a young man a year or two older than myself with unruly dark hair, piercing teal eyes and pale skin with patches of almost necrotic looking dark discolored skin that appeared like patchwork and was held together by what looked like medical staples and stitches in some areas there were two patches beneath his eyes and the entire lower half of his face starting at the crease in his lips, everything from his bottom lip stretching to his ears and down to his shoulders was the strange mottled patchwork flesh that looked dead and rotting. His piercing teal gaze fell on me, I wasn't sure if he recognized me or not it had been a few years since we'd last run into each other. We completed a job together for some criminals, he was often changing his name so I had no idea what name he was going by these days. His face was an expressionless mask as he met my gaze. "Plague Rat?" He resorted to the nickname he'd given me during our job, it was a nickname that had anyone else said it, I'd have killed them, but there was just something about the way he said it that made me feel almost happy. "You're the only one I let get away with calling me that." I smirked, "What name are you going by these days?" "Dabi." "I've come into some money, want to grab a bite to eat?" I asked as I stuffed my hands into the pockets of my jacket as a chill breeze swept through the dark alleyway we were occupying. There were butterflies in my stomach as I suddenly felt self-conscious and anxious beneath his piercing teal gaze. Dabi X OC . ...We're are all a villain in someone else's story....