In a world full of unique, powerful quirks, you were born with one that wasn't all the interesting. Sure, weird and wacky quirks appeared all the time and eventually, with a lot of hard work, can be harnessed into something greater. Great enough to carry the title of hero! But with a quirk like yours, everyone thought it was best you got in the family business instead. Your fate was sealed the second they saw you painting without a brush. You were told you were supposed to move to the States. Go to school and eventually start working at that fancy studio your uncle owned with a close friend of his. Your future was set and written as far as you knew. So why did you want to become a hero? What changed your mind? What made you stay? To try and become something you clearly weren't. Well, scary old drawings aren't that threatning until they start to move. And when they started to talk. Boy, were they convincing. I do not own My Hero Academia, Bendy and the Ink Machine, or any of the photos and videos used here. This is a fanfic.

(Y/n)'s "quirk" is a unique one. Instead of it developing naturally like everyone else's, it was bestowed upon him. Not only did it give him power unlike anything else, it gave him a chance to better his world and fight for a better tomorrow! Number 1 in #powerrangers 8/10/25! Number 1 in #powerrangers 9/05/25! Number 1 in #powerrangers 9/16/25-10/12/25!

DPXDC FanFic The Bat Family couldn't stop a group of cultists from completing their ritual to summon the King of the Infinite Realms. However, to their surprise, only a tiny will-o'-the-wisp appears instead. Or Danny is terribly hurt after getting captured by GIW. He escapes only to be summoned by cultists in Gotham. After going so long without proper rest, he is stuck in a tiny ghost form. He now finds himself in the care of a group of vigilantes. Crossposted on AO3 under the same name and author!

Reincarnated as... a crow in The Vampire Diaries. Why can't I be Caroline or Bonnie?! Damn you, spirit guide! Why am I a crow?! But not just any crow... Damon Salvatore's crow! Determined to see her long-time crush, Stefan Salvatore, she flutters, spies, and perches her way into his life. "I'll call you Rory. My Rory," Stefan says with a fond smile, aware that the bird understands every word. ⋆.˚𓅨࿐ Everything's fine... until Damon shows up. "What are you doing with my crow, Stefan?" "Rory is my crow!" "Rory?! That's my crow! And you...come here now!" Rory just wants to fly away as the brothers bicker over her... unaware that things are about to get even weirder. ⋆.˚𓅨࿐ "...Wait... I have hands?" ⋆.˚𓅨࿐ Based on the TV series *The Vampire Diaries* by L.J. Smith and its adaptation by Kevin Williamson & Julie Plec. All characters and world elements belong to their respective creators. This is fanfiction is for entertainment purposes only.

When a loner got reincarnated as Ink! Sans. What could possibly happen? Warning ⚠️ #Error is neutral/ not a part with Nightmare Gang #No romance #Short chapters #I'm a newbie...

Prompt made by decaffeinated_fox on TikTok and are also the SilentKingAu creator! What if Heaven had tricked the sage? They set him free, yes...but not whole. They sent him back as a ghost, cursed to watch and waver, never truly there. How could someone so powerful be reduced to muffled whispers and translucent hands carassing growing children as they slept? Perhaps the Sage could one day answer that.

We need to begin at the beginning, go on and till you come to an end then stop . . . ... Have I gone mad? Everyone is mad in this crazy world we live in! Things aren't always what they seem... . . . Who in the world Am I? THIS IS A BNHA STORY! DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN BNHA. ONLY MY OC

"We had to drug him..." His fuzzy mind couldn't keep up with what those strange people were saying. "We had to use tons of drugs to sedate him!" said one of the strangers, he wanted to open his eyes but they were so heavy, he couldn't even move or talk. 'What are they doing to me?' Killua thought in desperation. "This kid isn't normal, I don't even am sure if he's from here..." continued another stranger. Killua slowly began to open his eyes. Where was he? Who were those people... with capes and strange costumes? "WHAT YOU ARE DOING TO THIS KID IS ILLEGAL! If the police knew, they would probably take your hero license..." Another man tried to explain the group of heroes gathered around the hospital bed. "We only want to know if he is dangerous to society. This kid is a complete mystery" One from the group of heroes explained. Welcome to the nasty part of the hero society. -THE COVER ISN'T MINE- (Credits to the author) All the rights to Yoshihiro Togashi (My first fiction) (Bad grammar...)

My first story Izuku Midoriya could have been born quirkless, but not here. Here he was born with a basic quirk, to be able to Rip and Tear anything he liked. He wanted to be a hero so he will Rip and Tear to achive his dream.