Here are just random amazing fan art I've found. I haven't wanted to write anything lately so here you go! Also major smut and 🍋

MHA characters X Reader, majority will be lemons, some will be fluff or just random Oneshots. You can Request a character, I need a little bit of a scenario though. Hope you enjoy!

☁︎︎ 𝗪𝗲𝗹𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗠𝘆 𝗛𝗲𝗿𝗼 𝗔𝗰𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗮 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝗶 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝘃𝗼𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘄 :) 𝗜 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘀𝗲 ☁︎︎ ☁️ 𝗙𝗹𝘂𝗳𝗳 ☁️ 💧𝗔𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁💧 🍋 𝗟𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻🍋 🔪𝗬𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗲🔪 💚 𝗟𝗶𝗺𝗲💚 ⚠︎︎ 𝗙𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁𝘀, 𝗶𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝗻 𝗫 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗜 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗱𝗼 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽𝘀 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗯𝗵 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗠𝗛𝗔 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽𝘀 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗹𝘀𝗼 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗶𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗫 𝗳𝗲𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗻𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗜 𝗱𝗼 𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗼 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝘁 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝗳𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗶𝘁 ⚠︎︎ 𝗜 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗠𝗛𝗔 𝗜𝗺 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗰𝘀

For some, taking a life is a horrifying thing but for others~ those who thrive on the kill. Well, taking another life is just second nature to them and sometimes it feels good to make a living on what you love to do. In the shadows, an Organization is build on this notion. An unknown force brings children born to kill together. Sending them contracts to those who have been wished death upon them. No one has ever seen this dark force until a young girl joins The Organization. . . That's where our story begins, with a tormaent soul named Mel'Adeana Lee Mendy.

A Paul McCartney x Reader story.

[No longer updating] Due to this story no longer being updated or edited, you're sure to run into mistakes I wrote in and forgot to check or fix for whatever reason. This book is old and my grammar wasn't as developed then as it is now. Please understand I see these mistakes and I'm not immune to understanding they're there. I'm not taking the time to update the book so they're stay there until further notice. Thank you.

Yay finally a HIMYM imagine/preference! I'll be doing preferences and imagines on the guys (Ted, Marshall, and of course Barney) the ladies are only for requests. This is written by yours truly *wink* It's Himym....there will be inappropriate things and a little swearing, you saw this coming into the story. Please review to tell me how I'm doing! *I don't own any characters (I wish I did) nor am I trying to copyright

The Shadow Realm is a cold and cruel place. And Shredder plans on using it against the turtles but he doesn't plan on using a children's card game to finish off the four mutants. Shredder plans on taring a void in space and time. Opening the Shadow Realm upon the world. Destroying everything! The four brothers go to Japan to stop their foe. In their travels they end up finding a great ally who has a great knowledge on this Shadow Realm and dark spirit who can aid Shredder to obtain its dark powers. Can the Turtles and The King Of Games! Stop Shredder and his new dark friend?

You always struggled controlling your powers. The X-Gene gave you the power of transformation, shapeshifting, into any animal of your choice. After gaining permission from Charles Xavier himself, you are trained in the ways of controlling your X-Gene. However, something is getting in the way... Your instincts aren't on track, you keep missing the target... That silver-haired speedster is stealing your heart... Well, they do call him a 'kleptomaniac' for a reason. NOTE: 18+ chapters are automatically locked by Wattpad, you will need to follow to access those particular chapters. Cursing & Swearing Warning ! Contains sexual content unsuitable for some readers .

June 3, 2000 A small man walks down a dim corridor at a brisk clip, his dress shoes echoing off the walls. He stops outside a heavy metal door. He knocks once using his knuckles. A small panel slides out from the door's frame. Without hesitation the man types in a code. The panel slides back. A moment of silence passes before a series of clicks can be heard inside the door itself. With a finally click the door hisses open like elevator doors. The small man enters a dark room filled with computers along all the walls. A similar door positioned on the other three walls, each admitting another person in an equally bland suit. They acknowledge each other as they walk towards the small table in the center of the room. The man lifts his chair as he pulls it back so that it does not screech on the metal floor. The woman to his right does not take such care. The high pitched screech reverberates to the very marrow of his bones. His manicured nails dig into the tender skin of his palm drawing blood as he fights the urge to scratch the womans eyes out. Finally she takes a seat oblivious to her near death experience. A white haired man sits across form the small man laying out a pile of manila folders. He gives each person a solid gaze before he opens the topmost folder. "Let us begin."