This fanfic is about Aizawa being a temporary foster to three-year-old Izuku and Katsuki and trying to navigate the process to suit their needs. The boys slowly start to trust Aizawa as a caregiver and get used to their environment as foster kids. Due to the kid's situation, there are challenges like fear of abuse and eating disorders. Or Aizawa is forced to cancel his plane ticket and instead foster two three-year-old boys. Both neurodivergent and troublesome. This fanfiction is also available to read on AO3 and I recommend moving to that site if you want to avoid Wattpad's ads. The link in my profile bio will transport you to my AO3 account and you can find the story from there. It's also more edited and revised there. Audiobook in progress! A reader has picked up this fic and started reading it out loud on their YouTube channel! Their username is "The angel demon" and the playlist link for the chapters is: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLmvSFsSOwkwQAzULw4EB6twPsaijlrh2b Please show them love and support! They had made my work accessible for free!

After being saved from the league of villains you where met with the man who let you in his home with open arms Meeting his goofy class you've grown to see them as older siblings, after what you've witnessed it seems that you left that life behind But it will soon come to haunt you back And in the most destructive way ------------------------------ NOTE I do not own any character nor the show!!!

When he expelled his entire First Year Heroics class, that was supposed to be the end of it. Aizawa was going to go home, get some coffee and forget the day ever happened. He wasn't supposed to be the accidental target of a rogue Quirk and end up with four legs and fur. On top of that, he was hopelessly lost somewhere in Musutafu. At least, he was until he was picked up by some timid green-haired child who seemed to be far too alone for Shouta's liking. Something about the kid had an old protective instinct rearing up in him. And he didn't like the way All Might was talking, either. Fine. UA could wait a bit. He had a Problem Child to look after first. In which Aizawa is turned into a cat, and adopted by a very lonely third year middle school student named Midoriya Izuku.

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.

When Inko leaves to join Hisashi in America, she leaves behind her son Izuku-entrusting temporary custody to the prestigious hero school U.A. Aizawa grows concerned at Izuku's overly self-reliant tendencies and vows to become the father Izuku never had. A bittersweet tale where Izuku learns to be a kid again and finds a family along the way. -Dadzawa Cover by @MythicalSkylarWitch

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.

Tomura Shigaraki is perfectly content with his life as a villain. Then mysterious Dabi shows up at the League and turns everything he thought he knew upside down. But what if Shigaraki can't handle the heat of being loved? Caution: contains swearing, angst, fluff, and kissing. I don't own any of these characters and I didn't make any of the images. I hope you enjoy my first story! Constructive criticism is always welcome, but please don't hate, and drop a vote if you like it!

༄ ᴀɪᴢᴀᴡᴀ x ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ Started: December 26, 2022 Finished: UPDATING BUT STILL POSTING!!!

I stared at my reflection, satisfied with the progress that I had been making lately. Long runs and secret training had helped me stay in shape, and I had gotten used to the hunger pains. I was starting to feel better about myself, and that was good, right? I left the bathroom and walked into the kitchen, where Todoroki was eating dinner. We made small talk for a few minutes, not really about anything specific, but I noticed him start to become less engaged in the conversation as time passed. I sat down with my bottle of water and unscrewed the lid--with a bit of struggle. "Are you gonna eat anything?" He asked, gesturing to the pasta on the stove. I shrugged. "I will in a little while. I'm not hungry right now." He sighed, not sounding surprised by my answer. I expected him to object to this, as usual. However, he simply got up and walked away. He didn't even look at me as he sat down on the couch, turning on the tv. "What's wrong?" I asked, feeling the obvious tension in the room. He didn't say anything at all. Concerned and confused, I walked over to where I could see his face more clearly. Though it was somewhat dark, I could see the tears built up in his eyes as he bit his lip. "Hey, talk to me. Please, what's wrong?" I asked, sitting down next to him. As soon as I sat down, he stood up, tossing the remote onto the couch. He lingered there for a moment, clenching his fists. "You know exactly what's wrong." He spat, almost angrily. "I really don't, just... please talk to me about it." He stayed silent again, and started to leave again. "Hey, that's not fair." I said, standing up and rushing over to him. I grabbed his arm, but he instantly yanked it away from me. "Not fair?!" He asked, bitterly. "You think this isn't fair to you? What about me?! Am I just supposed to sit here and just..." "Just what?" "Nothing. Just..." He grinded his teeth and went back to the bedroom. "When you decide to stop killing yourself, let me know. We'll talk then."