Izuku quit dreaming of becoming a pro hero after three times of being denied. He decided to screw it, and just be normal. He has part time jobs, he recently graduated, he has a car, a nice apartment. And the support from his mom. That is all he needs. What he doesn't need is his childhood bully showing up in his Pro Hero costume outside his door. Or outside the window to his jobs. Or anywhere near him to be honest. But Izuku can't catch a break as Bakugo keeps asking him to become a hero. "Come on. You can become a hero." Bakugo said moving to stand in front of Izuku. "No, bitch. Now move over so I can clean up this spot. Also, fuck you." Izuku retorted with a broom in his hand This is kind of like crack treated seriously. So don't take it too seriously at times.

Recovery Girl: He reminded me of a wounded bird when I first met him-too quiet, too kind, too convinced he was a burden. I never meant to get attached. But somewhere between medical forum messages and worried late-night check-ins, he became mine. My green bean. My kid. And when the world tried to break him again, I didn't just stitch him back together. I stood up. For him. With him. I may be old, but I swear on every bandaid I own-hurt that boy again, and I'll burn the system to the ground with a smile. A/N: I do not consent to translation. DO NOT Translate or use my story for Youtube. This is a My hero academia 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 academia , rights to the owner.

Harry Potter was supposed to be a savior, a symbol, a soldier. But what if he chose something else? Smarter than Hermione. Louder than prophecy. Fluent in five languages and fluent in none of your expectations, Harry stops playing the game when the Triwizard Tournament hijacks his life-and starts rewriting the rules instead. Nicknaming professors, betting with teachers, talking down dragons, befriending Slytherins, and building a secret network of chaos and theory, this is a Harry who chooses his own path: stranger, kinder, and utterly his. From dueling Bellatrix in games of magical tag to founding a student think tank with Luna, Theo, and Daphne, The Wild Card King is an alternate universe where Harry fights war with wit, wins with laughter, and rebuilds a world too broken to fix with anything but joy. This is not the Harry you knew. This is the one who laughed at death-and meant it.

𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘓𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘝𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘘𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘯 𝘗𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘚𝘵. 𝘔𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘰'𝘴, 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵? 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘗𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨? 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐉.𝐊 𝐑𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠.

At five, Belladonna Potter discovers a strange book hidden in a forgotten corner of the library-an ancient text on alchemy that speaks of transmutation, balance, and the Law of Equivalent Exchange. To the unloved girl in the cupboard, it offers something magic never has: logic, power, and a way to understand the world. By seven, she attempts the unthinkable-human transmutation-to bring back the mother she never knew. The ritual fails. Belladonna survives, but loses everything below the elbow of her right arm. In its place, she builds a mechanical prosthetic, forged from steel and sorrow, powered by the very science that maimed her. Years later, Belladonna enters Hogwarts not as the Girl-Who-Lived, but as an alchemist-scarred, brilliant, and burdened with forbidden knowledge. But some doors, once opened, never truly close. And the Truth she glimpsed during her transgression is still watching. In a world of wands and spells, Belladonna Potter follows a different path. One drawn in chalk and sealed with blood. One that always demands a price.

Haunted by betrayal and reeling from her godfather's sudden death, Iris Lily Potter discovers a deep betrayed and an inheritance that shatters her entire Life. Driven by anger and despair, she forges an unlikely pact with goblins and hurls herself fifty years into the past, into the 1940s- Right into tom riddles fifth year, the very year the Dark Lord begins gather his most loyal followers and forgive his plans for the future. Posing as his secret ally, Iris plots to undermine the future headmaster and tip the scales of war forever in darkness's favor. Yet as she slips through hidden corridors, plots alongside witches and wizards, and shares whispered confidences beneath moonlit towers, unexpected friendships ignite. Even more startling is the bond she forms with her godfather's own father-now a young man the same age as her-and the gentle warmth that blooms where vengeance once ruled. Caught between the allure of retribution and the promise of newfound loyalty and love, Iris must choose whether to remain the architect of doom or embrace a destiny she never saw coming. First time writing a ff and will try to update as much as I can, I have been planning this for a bit and hope people like.

War. They had dragged her into it, wrapped her in prophecy, and painted her as some messiah with a target on her back, all to clean up their mess. She was supposed to fight their battles, die their hero, and leave the world tidily saved. But Alexandrina Potter didn't give a damn about anyone's savior fantasies anymore. It should have ended. She did her duty, paid in scars and losses, and tried to make her peace. Yet here she was, tossed back nearly three decades by a smugly amused Lord Death, dumped into the year 1958 with a son she'd kept hidden from the world and a blood-adopted daughter who carried a legacy darker than any shadow she'd ever faced. Thomas Alexander Potter, three years old, bright-eyed, her heart's calm anchor. And Delphini Lilith Potter, fierce, sharp, and bound to her not by fate but by Alexandrina's own stubborn defiance of it. They were hers, and damn it, that meant something. Her goals were simple, if slightly ambitious: avoid meddling wizards, rewrite the future, and raise her children without the looming threat of war breathing down their necks. Shouldn't be too hard, right? She'd already defeated one megalomaniac. What was a little time travel, a few impossible odds, and the chance of crossing paths with Tom Riddle when he was still just a snake-eyed schoolboy with delusions of grandeur? Life had given her a second chance-no more, no less. And she was bloody well going to use it. Most Impressive Ranking #1 enemiestolovers out of 117K stories

After all this time she finally finds out what really is going on. After a really bad beating from her uncle, she gets a early inheritance and finds out she was betrayed by those who she trusted. What will happens when she comes to know the truth? What if friends are foe and foes are friend? fem!harry potter/tom riddle

If you are reading this, beware my words, for I am warning you. Things you might have found normal, might not seem as innocent as they seem anymore.... Everyone carries around a secret.. And you will now be faced with mine... For I am Celestia Grindelwald, the Empress of Magic............. And soon- Everything you once believed in this World to be true will be thrown upside-down. May all Magic Unite and bring down your Enemies, ~ Celestia (English is not my first language, so please excuse any grammatical mistakes) Editing will start once finished!

For many years the Wizarding world, live in peace and harmony after the demise of the Dark Lord. No one knew how he had died, or who had destroyed him. The Marauders, the Blacks, the Malfoys and Ministry of Magic recieve a letter from an anonymous source to come to the Great Hall at Hogwarts to watch the life of the missing Black Heiress. To find out that the Heiress is alive and is living the life with a notorious gangster family known as the Shelbys aka the Peaky Blinders. How will the Ministry of Magic, handle finally knowing the truth about the demise of the Dark Lord? How will the Wizarding World, look at the "Reincarnation of Merlin himself" after finding out his true intentions? How will the Black family cope, seeing their once bright and bubbly sister, turn into the strong, yet cold and calculated woman, the world, both Muggle and Wizarding, the she had been forced to become?