You're a prisoner for a reason you dont remember, but you're given the chance to go back to society, and you take it. You now work for a company that wants one thing from you, and thats your own flesh and blood working for them. Urbanshade: Hadal Divition owns all creatures mentioned in the book COVER ART IS NOT MINE! IT BELONGS TO @asteri1sk ON TIKTOK!

On Hiatus!! Bnha villains x Real world reader!! What happens when some members from The League Of Villains & Shie hassaikai show up in your house right before a fight breaks out. Will they get along? or Will they still fight? How is your life gonna change when imaginary criminals are staying under your roof? But most importantly... How will they react when they find out that they are just 2D characters? And will they ever go back home? Do their quirks even work? Read to find out~ Y/n L/n a 23 year old women with a normal life trying to get by surviving in this wretched world. Is coming home from a long day at work. She just wants to lay in her bed and relax like any other human being would, but clearly life has other plans for her. She opens her front door to see a completely trashed house. Glass on the floor, books and any decorations now scattered everywhere. As soon as she steps foot into her home she immediately regrets it. "𝐺𝑜𝑑. 𝑊ℎ𝑦 𝑑𝑖𝑑 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑢𝑝 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔." Who is in her house? Are they some petty criminals? Or ㄖㄒ卄乇尺 山ㄖ尺ㄥᗪㄥㄚ 乃乇|几ᘜ丂 Story contains: •Alcohol •Smoking •Drug's •Violence •Strong Language •Strong Topics Started: 08/28/21 Status: On Hiatus Completed: Disclaimer: I do not own bnha!! ➪ Kohei Horikoshii

**SEQUEL TO MY STORY: A LOST CREATION.** **18+ THEMES IN THIS BOOK** Now with the name Star Todoroki, and legally being an adult, you're accepted into an art school like you'd always wanted growing up under Dabi, Tomura and the League's care. However, being homeschooled, protected from the ugly sides of the world, and living with two of Japans most notorious villains as your parents isn't as great as it once seemed. Now you have to navigate life with what little you learned by being kept so safe by the two, learning what being an adult means awkwardly along the way, years later than your peers seemed to. Making friends, trying to keep friends and desperately trying to understand why the boy you like doesn't seem to like you back is hard. But you can do it.

Thirteen year old Etsu hasn't been given a very good run of life. Stealing chips and jello cups from a hospital just to get some food in her, she doesn't expect to stumble across the room of a five year old Shoto Todoroki. Left recovering alone from a burn scar over his eye and looking terribly sad in his too-big hospital bed, Etsu doesn't expect to spontaneously ask if he wants to come with her, either. Now both on the streets, Etsu's determined to give Shoto the life he deserves. Because if she's going to kidnap an entire child, she's going to commit to it and get him what he needs. No matter how hard it is or how many laws she has to break. After all, she already took him-- anything that comes after is just another cherry on top. Now, if she can just do all that without getting caught, that'd be great. And where do all these other children keep coming from? (Or: Etsu sees Shoto Todoroki in the hospital and thinks he looks very alone. After asking if he wants to come with her, she whisks him away to raise him. It goes a lot better than you'd think. Even if she does get a couple more kids than she bargained for in the end.)

❝When it was quiet, I didn't have to worry about a monster trying to make me its lunch. I did, however, have to worry about my wandering thoughts, and I'd have a different monster on my hands if I let them wander too far.❞ ↣ A virus has erupted, turning loved ones into mindless, ravenous, killers. Where the rest of the world sees madness, Kathryn Johnson sees opportunity. She runs from her immutable hell, disappearing into the trees of Northern Georgia. Little does Kathryn know, she hasn't escaped hell, rather swapped one for another. In a moment of unhampered curiosity, she stumbles upon a group that won't take no for an answer. Through these people, Kathryn finds herself examining the walls she's kept herself locked behind. After a lifetime of unknown, a question waits for her on the other side: Can the broken be fixed? ↣ { Featured in the @WalkingDeadRoadtoSurvival "Top Walking Dead Fanfiction" reading list } { ➊ The Walking Dead } { ➌ The Walking Dead Fanfiction } { ❺ Daryl Dixon }

𝐈𝐧 𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝗼𝐟 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩, 𝐚 𝐲𝗼𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝗼𝗺𝐚𝐧 𝗺𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝗼𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐜𝗼𝗺𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝗼𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐩𝗼𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐩𝗼𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐩𝐬𝐞-𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝗼𝐫𝐥𝐝. 𝙽𝚘. 𝟷 𝚒𝚗 #𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚢𝚕𝙳𝚒𝚡𝚘𝚗 - 𝟷/𝟸𝟷/𝟸𝟷 𝙽𝚘. 𝟷 𝚒𝚗 #𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚢𝚕 - 𝟸/𝟼/𝟸𝟷 𝙽𝚘. 𝟷 𝚒𝚗 #𝚃𝚠𝚍𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 - 𝟸/𝟿/𝟸𝟷 𝙽𝚘. 𝟷 𝚒𝚗 #𝚃𝚆𝙳 - 𝟻/𝟸𝟺/𝟸𝟷 (𝐹𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑢𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦. 𝑀𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑒𝑥𝑢𝑎𝑙 𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑢𝑙𝑡, 𝑑𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑔𝑜𝑟𝑒)

[BxB] Life was pretty average for Culver Fleet, an 18-year-old certified couch potato slash pothead. He has spent every waking breath dodging responsibilities, until one fateful day he is swooped by a magpie and is... changed. He thought he just caught the bird flu, but then he started growing wings, like a budget avian Spiderman. Birdman? No. Birdboy. Well, at least until he and his friends actually agree on a real hero name. --- Culver Fleet is your average 18-year-old boy, who goes to university when he feels like it, which is essentially never. His days are spent lounging on his couch with his laptop on his stomach, sharing a joint with friends or dodging life's responsibilities. He does nothing and is nothing, but he has no problem with that. In fact, he enjoys it. No expectations, no responsibilities, no worries. But that all ends when Culver gets swooped by a magpie on a seemingly mundane trip to pick up some weed. A scratch and a peck, and suddenly he's growing wings and other avian attributes. And what's a boy supposed to do when he's suddenly a budget avian Spiderman and there are plenty of bad people causing havoc in the world? Well, be a superhero, of course. This is the story of a lazy suburban Birdboy (name pending), his friends and their journey to save the world, one swoop at a time.