From the moment he laid eyes on you, he was obsessed. Perhaps obsessed is a fickle word, something that hardly scratched the surface of the depth of his infatuation. It was merely an unfaithful description, blaspheming the reality of his diety. There is no word that truly fits the indescribable turmoil that would enter into his soul upon the sight of you, and it was certainly no word he had ever begun to understand before. No, he was not obsessed with you, but worse: he loved you.

What if Deku want to be a doctor instead of Hero? What if Deku and Bakugou stayed as friend and never misunderstood each other? Quirkless Deku.

//AlastorxReader, just and indulgence fic to repent my past cringe.// Your hands entangled in with one other, living in the moment. The lie of a sweet kiss to seal death, it soothed an escape from the true reality. You tailored his suit, knew him by name and face. He knew you as the one who got away and came back to take his heart. ... You made an oath years ago to be a friend to him, just stupid drunk words who didn't know the cruel world that wrote it in stone. Even in death, it never dues you part. ... You make a silly Oath with Alastor. Many years later it comes to bite you as you grew close, but forget this part of yourself as you survival hell and the past.

In which Izuku believes he is quirkless, until a Tarot card appeared. It all started with that first Tarot card. With the visage of my mother on it, I had to grab it. #3 in persona5

You had recently accepted a new job after being a scientist for a little over year. You were brought to a new facility, where they call themselves the SCP Foundation and though this is a huge opportunity that opens many doors the job has it's drawbacks and dangers. After you get assigned to research and interview a SCP they call SCP-049 everything changes. Then your new life truly starts. DISCLAIMER!- I do NOT own SCP 049, or anything to do with SCP. Also!! This story has violence and very mild language so viewer digression is advised!!! So 13+ for this story please!!! I originally posted this story on Quotev so if any of you are interested you can also find it there.

《COMPLETED》 Two long months after ACL surgery, your pattern of life has almost gone back to normal: you can finally walk without those dreaded crutches (the clunky brace still remained strapped on, however, to your displeasure). Everything seems to be going in an uphill pattern for you, that is until you and your entire English class are suddenly abducted by armed soldiers and a strange man in a white lab coat. Physically impaired, you were singled out amongst your classmates... the perfect guinea pig. With no capability to fight back, they threw you to the mercy of the Plague Doctor, intrigued to see how he'll react amidst the presence of an injured individual such as yourself.

I didn't write this but I have been given permission to post this all credit goes to Valentinesdaygreen and a link below to the original story origin http://valentinesdaygreen.deviantart.com/

She always wanted to write letters to strangers. She wanted them to be old fashioned, like those messages in bottles or the ones written with inked quills. The anonymity of it all seemed so delightful, the girl would tell them her stories and they would do the same in return. They'd never meet and hear each other's voices but they'd learn many new things together. It was supposed an innocent idea, leaving a letter on a tree for a stranger to see - so why was he so keen on following her?