**18+! Please read the tags!** Touya is homeless. Has been for a while, actually. His main priorities are surviving, even if that means taking on jobs he doesn't particularly enjoy. Especially if it means keeping his skin attached to his body and some modicum of food in his stomach. But that changes when, on a bad pain day, he's approached for some low-level debt job, and he's sent to a home with an unconscious woman and a hungry child. - A reimagined version of my story: A Lost Creation, because I really said: Damn, what if I did this again, but worse and sadder? (I feel like Touya's backstory should have been expanded on more, and that he deserved a young daughter for a little longer.)

***Sequel to my book False Reality*** -Hitoshi is 22 in this fic! Set after the war/Shigaraki's success.- •Explicit content• You've got everything you wanted. The boy you fell in love with seven years ago. The music career you desperately wanted. Your own home. So why aren't you happy?

{DABI X FEM READER} * !!Manga/Anime Spoilers throughout this entire fic (with the exception of some changes towards the end)!! !!Mature aspects are also throughout this fic such as violence, mental disorders, sexual acts, smoking, drinking, death, etc!! * * "I just want to watch the world burn.. And I know you're the one to help me with that.." Losing your parents at a young age, being picked up by a strange looking villain mastermind meanwhile you're having to call a skinny/strange boy a new brother might not be what you were hoping to lead your life with, but you're here now. Some might consider leading a villain lifestyle a waste, especially in the shitty society you're stuck in, but you're slowly finding out it's not hard to find the peace in life, while also running a band of misfit villains. You're constantly reminded to focus on the task at hand and stay loyal to your "younger brother", and that's what you've done for years... But what happens when someone like him comes into your brain and takes up probably too much space? Focus y/n, it's time to make a decision Started 5/23/2023 Finished 12/05/2024 Awards: #1 in #dabifanfic tag! [12/16/24]

**18+** You have no memories. None at all, aside from harsh lights, sterile white walls, and that's it. So when you awaken in a unfamiliar apartment with a striking stranger who introduces himself as Tomura Shigaraki, and offers no other information asides from that and the fact you're roommates that work together, you have no choice but to trust him until you get your memories back. If they come back.

-18+ FIC- Y/N is a quirkless artist, working in the backstreets in a tattoo studio owned by herself. It's a pretty uneventful life of drawing, cleaning, sorting out admin and going home to eat and sleep. Until a chance encounter with the feathered hero himself: Hawks. Her stance towards the heros and government isn't the kindest, especially working in an industry that is still strongly looked down upon, so his presence isn't welcome. Drawn to the quirkless woman, Hawks makes excuses to come and visit her whenever he can, but when she starts warming up to him and her past starts arising, can Hawks handle it? *** *Please note this fic has preset hair and eye colours- This is to run with the story line.* #1 in Hawks.

"We are NOT getting attached, Touya." Are Tomuras famous last words when Nova is pulled from a stasis chamber in a long abandoned hospital. But Touya knows the feeling of being alone, scared and unable to speak as a youth. And Tomura secretly knows the feeling of being lost as a child, too. They already have a happy, fulfilled life. But will a half-completed nomu child fit into it?

-18+ FIC- Y/N Hitoshi is a bit of a hermit. Her life revolves around her work at a library, music, and enjoying her own space. A uncontrollable mind reading Quirk would do that to anyone. One night, she's surprised by an invader. An injured man, covered in rough, scarred and blistered skin who demands she look after him. Little does she know she's sparked a light inside him, a feeling he wants more and more of, slowly becoming an obsession. A need. *** *Please note this story has preset hair and eye colours. Reader is a sibling to a OC from my story Fallen. This also helps me make the story flow better.*

You hadn't had the best childhood, growing up with parents that weren't really around while they worked hard to try and provide and keep a roof over your head. And one day, they're snatched from you. Someone with a giant quirk destroying your apartment building. You're shoved into care, life getting harder and harder by the moment. An unfortunate encounter with a bank robber lands you in the home of Hawks, an up and coming hero who has as little time for you as your parents did. And what's worse is: He doesn't want you. Your life becomes a mess of attempts of trying to get someone, anyone, to care for you. To want you. But little do you know, it just needs time. *** Also summarised as: Me working through my own personal trauma through fictional characters. This fic will be dark, so make sure you're prepared.

A spin-off series from my book A Lost Creation. In this book, we follow Star (Y/N) as she grows up being loved and cared for by the League of Villains, specifically Shigaraki and Dabi, starting from age thirteen all the way to eighteen. These will mostly be one shot chapters to cover things that won't be mentioned in the sequel to A Lost Creation- Our Loved Creation.

**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.