── go to sleep. female reader. angst.

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

── in unspoken words. female reader. fluff. angst.

It only took one night to change her life. A night that she doesn't remember. Jordan Taylor was trying to stay in the shadows of her prestigious private school as she finished her senior year, but when she fainted at work and woke up the next day surrounded by police officers, she knew things would never be the same. Already labeled an outcast, Jordan must team up with people she doesn't trust and do the unthinkable to clear her name.

After being "abandoned" by his parents for being quirkless. Izuku had to put up with Tomura Shigaraki for months before he was rescued by some Pro Heros. After that day he was adopted by two Pros Eraserhead, and Present Mic. But he wanted to do something more, so he trained... hard, so that he could do good. So that he could become a Vigilante, and someday become a Pro Hero. ⚠️I dont own anything in this fanfic. It all belongs to the creator of My Hero Academia.⚠️ - I only own the characters that are my OC's Best rankings #1 in Inko Midoriya #2 in Pro Hero #1 in Ochako Uraraka #1 in league of villains

Who would have thought that 10 years after saving the world, the universe would come back to bite class 3E? No one knew how or why it happened. All anyone knew was what the media told them, which wasn't much. The police wouldn't tell anyone anything either. The only information that was released we're the victims. That's when everything truly changes for the next generation of the Assassination Classroom. ===== Cover art not mine.

Nezumi Rai (last name, first name) a boy with no history is asked to join U.A, but with very strong conditions. will he end up right back at where he started or will the aspiring heroes help him find hope?

Going from a nobody who works for villains to a boy who's training with future heroes is not as easy as it looks. Trust me, ask Izuku