Izuku found All Might, his favourite hero, the greatest man to ever live alone in an abandoned building. Izuku left that building at five years old with a heavy burden. All Might did not.

"My plan was to get more crazy with my plans for Mei until eventually, it went up to murder, in which case you would be like 'Oh no! Me being his temporary guardian is a much better alternative to him ending up in jail for manslaughter!'. And if that didn't work out I would start crying, maybe steal a couple tragic backstory plot lines from Marvel, and guilt trip you into thinking 'Oh no again! Me being his guardian is better than him hiring a man named Ben to pretend to be his uncle and die on the street from a bullet wound!'. And if that didn't work... I memorized the lyrics and choreography to 'Hard Knock Life' from the 1976 musical Annie. I think you can guess what my goal for that was," "...Ignoring the fact that you learned a whole dance routine just to assist your scheme-" ~~~~~~ Or: Aizawa never seems to get a break from the pressure that comes with working with Nezu, now more than ever as the new vice principal of UA. But if anyone thinks that's going to stop him from making crazy changes to the school along side his son- sorry, secretary Midoriya as he cackles at the hero commission burning down in flames, they're dead wrong. Disclaimer: THIS IS THE SEQUEL TO MY OTHER STORY: Throw a chair through a window and call it a day. Not my characters, this is all Horikoshi. Originally Posted on ao3 under the same username. once again, THIS ANIME ISNT MINE. NOT MINE. NOT MINE. DONT YOU DARE SUE ME (This fic is gonna be on hiatus for a little while longer while I work on this other fic, but as soon as i'm done with that i'll get back to working on chapter 4!)

Shota didn't have the best relationship with his parents. And by that he means they didn't have one at all. If he had to choose one way to describe it, he'd say their family dynamic was like an unspoken contract between business partners. They lived their separate lives and only contacted each other when it came to technical matters. It was simple, it was logical, and he was fine with it. And when he moved out at 18 with nothing but three words as a final goodbye, he was still fine with it. It's only after thirteen years had passed, when his parents show up at UA's gates claiming to have no motives other than finally getting to know their only child, does he realize he was not, in fact, fine with it. (cross posted on ao3, alternate title is 'trying and failing to write aizawa centric angst'. I don't own Bnha, nor do I own the artwork on the cover, both belong to Horikoshi. This is just a fanfic dedicated to it.)

"Vla- no, not him." Shota scowled, he would rather give up all his naps than live to see the day where Sekijiro Kan of all people became his superior. "Snipe?!" "Not emotionally available at the moment as he is currently battling his romantic feelings for Kayama-san." Shota shot back down. "For the love of god-!" "As you can see, me appointing you as principal is the only logical decision available," ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Or: Nezu goes on a week long business trip and makes Aizawa the temporary principal while he's gone, giving him all the powers the principal of UA would normally have. Aizawa, prepared to use this power to it's full capacity, silently vows to make as many changes to UA as he can in a single week. He appoints Midoriya as his secretary for the time being and together they wreak havoc among the school, showing no mercy to any obstacle in their path (And maybe becoming father and son along the way). The rest of the staff and students are left to sit back and watch as everything they know goes up in flames. DISCLAIMER: I do not own Boku No Hero Academia or any of the characters. Originally posted on Ao3 under the same username. The fanart is mine anyway so we gucci. If you know me and you saw me post this, no you did not. Turn back around and forget this existed. Once again, THIS ANIME ISNT MINE. NOT MINE. NOT MINE. NOT MINE.

Izuku quit dreaming of becoming a pro hero after three times of being denied. He decided to screw it, and just be normal. He has part time jobs, he recently graduated, he has a car, a nice apartment. And the support from his mom. That is all he needs. What he doesn't need is his childhood bully showing up in his Pro Hero costume outside his door. Or outside the window to his jobs. Or anywhere near him to be honest. But Izuku can't catch a break as Bakugo keeps asking him to become a hero. "Come on. You can become a hero." Bakugo said moving to stand in front of Izuku. "No, bitch. Now move over so I can clean up this spot. Also, fuck you." Izuku retorted with a broom in his hand This is kind of like crack treated seriously. So don't take it too seriously at times.

The sequel to Izuku is a Therapist For Villains. This time in the reform program. Izuku has to deal with the eleven members of the yakuza that his friends (both hero and villain) had to fight at one point in their lives. Izuku becomes a therapist for each and every yakuza member of the Shie Hassaki. And they don't know exactly how to feel about the weird, overly nice therapist. And just like last time, they are treated to a sort of rehab facility in the middle of nowhere to try and reform them. If they fail the reform, they go back to jail. And from the looks of it, they won't be as easy dealt with then the League of Villains.

Nezu's opponent makes his final move, and the screen flashes a colorful message. YOU L O S E. Starry Eyed OH MY GOD I BEAT U AGAIN? in which an orphaned Izuku Midoriya plays chess with Yuuei's principal, kicks ass as a vigilante, and makes Eraserhead's life a living hell.

Izuku: ohmygod Dig: he's doing it again Izuku: ERASERHEAD??? Aizawa: Nedzu, who's this? Rat God: a human child that was spontaneously and suspiciously added to this chat. We're having a conversation with him ~Alternatively~ Izuku is "accidentally" added to a chat full of U.A. staff and is subsequently adopted. Immediately. What could go wrong? *UPDATES WHEN I FEEL LIKE IT CUZ I GOT D E PRESSION

Izuku doesn't cry. He is a weapon, and weapons don't weep. He won't cry until the battle, when he's falling through the air, when it settles in just how real it is that he's going to die, because yeah, the doctor warned him this would happen, but there's always been a part of Izuku that thought he'd live forever. Just like his father told him. Or, how a few heroes help Midoriya Izuku become something more than a lost vigilante. 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙮 𝙟𝙤𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙜𝙚𝙚𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙪𝙢𝙗𝙡𝙧