*not my art the google gods gifted it to me, if it's your art and if you want me to take it down i will* Izuku Midoriya, the quirkless nobody who vanished years ago. He was hardly missed, if you were to ask his old neighbors or classmates who he was they would probably would ask why you cared about that 'useless deku'. Or perhaps they wouldn't even remember the little boy with whose smile always lit up a room. Well it used to that is. No one remembered him, so no one cared when he slipped away into the night after years of being mistreated by society. Itsuki, the night vigilante, the unofficial symbol of peace for both villains and heroes alike. He seemed to be everywhere always protecting and saving the people who failed to save him. Itsuki a shadow no one saw, a savior to the society who broke him. Why is it that the best of us are treated the worse? Why are some saved, but others forgotten? How could someone 'useless' become one of the best?

DISCONTINUED Hikari means light... something I never had PLEASE READ ALL THIS DESCRIPTION :) the first few chapters are so incredibly bad because i wrote them a long time ago but my story is actually alright to read😭 I started this fic when i was 12. i couldnt care less about critique comments bro it was like 5 or 6 years ago when i abandoned this work. - This story starts when izuku is 14. No one knows him Or anything about him But what happens when he's the most wanted vigilante in musutafu? Eraserhead has been tasked with capturing him, purely because he's wanted as a personal companion by a...... rat bear mouse thing? Only to attend the most prestigious hero school around. No one understands why, when clearly, this darned vigilante isn't a child. Or atleast, that's what they think. What happens when his former bestfriend and bully is in the same class? Will romantic and/or platonic sparks fly with him and/or someone else? will izuku rip UA to pieces? or will he rip himself apart piece by piece? disclaimer there WILL be triggering things spoken about in this story so please read at your own risk there will be tws at the start of each chapter :) please don't post hate!! Do not argue aggressively in my comments. Respectful debate apon opinions and beliefs is fine but zero hate is tolerated!

I can't help myself this is another Dadzawa Erasure Head never got to meet his kid. Inko was killed when his kid was only twelve as he disappears and a year after a new vigilante arises. Many say his quirk is telekinesis, others say it's erasure his name is Deku

As long as Amorn was around nothing was going to happen to his neighbourhood. Vigilante Izuku au. none of the art is mine btw. And I'm sorry that I have terrible descriptions it's my first book and don't get your hopes up for this fanfic. ⚠️ Warning ⚠️ Swearing Blood Suicide mentions Rape mentions Some graphic details Platonic ships and a side ship. Don't read if you do not like these subjects or they make you uncomfortable (I did not check spelling, grammar, or punctuation and I do accept constructive criticism and normal criticism) Will most likely post monthly.

The world as everyone knew it was over. Millions have died. cities in ruin It was the Apocalypse, the end of the world, Armageddon, whatever you wanted to call it, it had happened but, there was still hope and there was only one way to stop the world from getting destroyed. I was not going to let this chance go to waste, I was going to stop the apocalypse.

"Sorry Eraserhead, gotta bounce," Izuku apologized. He gripped the edge of the windowsill as he began to lower himself out. They were at least on the tenth story- not ideal- but with enough determination, he was sure he'd be able to climb down or break into someone's place and use the stairs. "Oh absolutely not," Eraserhead huffed. A second later the capture weapon had snapped around his waist and he was being pulled right back through his escape route. "We do not climb out windows," he reprimanded. "I've seen you climb out windows," Izuku shot back, struggling against the scarf. The thing was maddeningly indestructible. "You do not climb out windows," he corrected, emphasizing the word 'you' like Izuku was some petulant five-year-old. "Especially after I find out you in some ally on the brink of unconsciousness." Annoyed, he shot the hero his best scathing look. "We've gotta move past this. It happened one time." --- Aizawa finds Izuku hurt in an ally one night and decides it's time he became a father. Cover: @MythicalSkylarWitch TAGS CONTAIN SPOILERS

Everyone said he was untamable and not human like! His mother couldn't handle the pressure of a son that had such a unique quirk and gave him up. No one managed to cope with the wild little cinnamon roll and so he ended up in a mental hospital locked away or so they thought. Little did they all know that Izuku was sneaking out nearly every night and doing the job of a dark hero. One that worked in the shadow of the night and never been seen before. However, one day Aizawa and Nezu payed a visit to the exact same mental hospital because they got some lead about a group of villains that were after UA. What will happen if Izuku breaks out once again and throws the whole hospital into chaos while two pro-heroes were in there? Well let's find out! 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.

At a young age, Izuku Midoriya gave up his dream to become a hero. He didn't have a quirk. He was not special. He longed to be remembered. He wanted to be known. He wanted people to see him, and what he did, and smile. It was only at age 15 did he realize that seeing them suffer may be even more enjoyable, and that the quirk he had never known was a beautifully horrible one indeed. It was time to create art, and time to change the world forever. (A.K.A The words of a mother break a child, and from the pieces, something else is made. Tags will be updated as the story progresses.) (dont sue me raintemple)

What makes a hero, a hero? The courage? A symbol of justice? A symbol of peace? A boy filled with rejection and fear couldn't find the answer. What made a hero, a hero? Why did he try so hard to become one? While sat on a bridge, Midoriya is approached by a man in a black hoodie with steely blue hair. And offers a new direction. One that could save or ruin his life. Behind a mask, information at his side, he could finally get back at the world that torn him apart ~~~~~ Story of villian deku Cover was made by JaydaCleveland (Thank you my dude!) The final few chapters are edited by lomewmew42 (chapter 45 onward) Warning: contains strong language and dark content This is the first story I've written so if it sucks feel free to call it out

His vigilante name is Glitch, he fights villains and hacks into villains electronics to get information at night. During the day he's a civilian named izuku midoriya a friendless, parentless, and Depressed kid. His life is always hectic, if he gets even the least bit comfortable life just through him into a new hard ship. What if one day life gets him to fuck with time? (Plankton if your trying to read this fuck off)