31,198 words: A routine exorcism trip goes horribly wrong when the cram students get into a car accident and become stranded in the middle of nowhere.

1,950 words: It's a normal, boring day after school, and Rin is a bit antsy. Will Yukio's bag of snacks prove to be a worthy distraction?

a small collection of letters between vanitas and noe.

"I needed to protect you," he muttered, rocking slowly back and forth. 'A finger trailed down his cheek, nails scratching lightly across his skin.' "Don't let them touch you, Jason." He shivered, shying away from the whispers of skin still ruining him. "Don't let them-" Breathing hurt. His cuffed fingers clenched around the pipe, coldness seeping into his skin. His head was ringing. Something touched his leg again. He jerked so hard his whole body slammed into the wall. 'Don't touch me.' Or: An infiltration mission goes south and Dick is confronted with memories long-buried; of fleeting touches and warm skin, cold rain and broken friendships.

Snape finds an abused Harry outside his home one night and everything changes.

Midoriya is at UA, the school of his dreams. He wants to forget about Korosensei's death and wants to stay in the moment, with his friends. What happens when Class 1a meets with used-to-be Class 3e for a field trip to their mountain? What happens when secrets are revealed? AKA Midoriya was in Assassination Classroom and Class 1a isn't ready for any of this training. Why the hell would you jump in trees like Tarzan?! Neither Mha or Assassination Classroom characters are my own. Any artwork shown is not mine. Cross-posted on AO3

Just because a certain green bean was bored, he decided to create a civil war game, class 1A and 1B won't forget this easy. Now planning everything, this innocent cinnamon roll hacked Nezu to send out the information to every teacher. Of course Nezu wouldn't do anything since he himself enjoyed the chaos. Now with Bakugo and Monoma on the villain team, what will the heroes do? Better question, what will Midoriya do with all the loopholes he left in the game? Will he stay a hero or will he switch sides? A/N: This is a collaboration work with @Official-MFING-FBI. This is a mha fanstory hope you enjoy! Please also feel free to correct my bad writing. Rights on the pictures go to the artist. I do not own mha, rights to the owner.

People are screaming, Bakugo's throwing another tantrum, and here I am-sitting in the middle of all this like it's just a regular day at school. Honestly, if they're expecting me to go full hero mode right now, they've got another thing coming. I mean, who do they think they're dealing with? This isn't the same Izuku they used to know. Nah. That kid is gone. I'm the one who knows how to have a little fun, stir the pot, and watch the world burn. Sarcasm? My best friend. And oh, don't think I don't notice everyone's side-eyeing me like I'm some kind of villain now. I'm not a villain. Not yet. But if Bakugo keeps pushing me, if the rest of them keep pretending they don't know what I've been through, they're going to see just how sharp my claws really are. RAWRRRRR! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA A/N: This is a mha fanstory hope you enjoy! Please also feel free to correct my bad writing. Rights on the pictures go to the artist. I do not own mha, rights to the owner.

Izuku spilling some tea about his class while he gets healed. In return, Recovery Girl begins spelling some tea about the UA staff. Do I really need to say more? A/N: This is a mha fanstory and I have no idea where this is gonna go ... hope you enjoy! Please also feel free to correct my bad writing. Rights on the pictures go to the artist. I do not own mha, rights to the owner.

Izuku POV (as me): People call it chaos. I call it efficiency. Everything is falling apart beautifully, just the way I planned. The teachers are panicking, the systems are fried, and my dear classmates? Scrambling like ants under a magnifying glass. Shoto's doing well-cold, calculated, terrifying. Just like I needed him to be. I didn't lift a finger, and yet, the board is mine. They asked for villains. I gave them gods. Todoroki POV (as me): My hands are still warm from the last blast. I'm breathing hard, thinking harder. I shouldn't have enjoyed it. But I did. I was precise. Ruthless. I became what he expected me to be, what I never thought I could. Midoriya's eyes said everything when I passed him-good job, you're not soft anymore. I should punch him. I probably will. But a part of me wonders... How soon can we do this again? A/N: This is a my hero accademia fanstory hope you enjoy! Please also feel free to correct my bad writing. Rights on the pictures go to the artist. I do not own my hero accademia , rights to the owner.