People say the truth makes it easier, people say the truth is positive. Guess what these people are lying. The truth is a dagger that is drilled into your heart. Three people with a good soul with good will have believed good and have gotten a dagger into their heart. Aizawa, Midnight and Present Mic have gone to the bad side. Many students showed their sadness after these three teachers left. Some had trouble eating. Some slept less or had aggression problems. Izuku, however, had completely different problems. The only teachers who treated him like a human even though he was quirkless were villains. And All Might wanted to train him. Aizawa was the on holding All Might always back from injuring him. But now All Might was pushing him over his limit more and more. In his grief, he decided not to go to Recovery Girl anymore. Burris everything inside of him and not to show his weakness with injuries. He began to give himself completely to his role. He was „fine" That is how he finds himself on a rooftop

Ever hear of people who get lost in someone's eyes? Well, guess what - I won't even be able to find the person to get lost in their eyes, 'cause I lost myself somewhere in the middle of nowhere before that could even happen. It all started when my Aizawa-Sensei told me to go run a lap with the rest of the class. Simple enough, right? Well, leave it to me to turn that into a total disaster. I was just trying to keep up, you know, but somehow I ended up taking a wrong turn and got completely separated from the group. Next thing I know, I'm wandering aimlessly around the school, with no idea where I'm supposed to be. I'm just going in circles, trying to retrace my steps, but it's like my internal GPS just stopped working. It's so frustrating! I swear, I could be standing right in front of the person I'm looking for, and I still wouldn't be able to find them. I managed to make my way up to the rooftop, which was supposed to be off-limits, but at that point, I was just desperate to find my way back. And let me tell you, trying to explain to the Aizawa-Senei how I ended up locked on the rooftop while the rest of the class was down below, running their laps like normal people? That was a whole other level of awkward. What am I supposed to anwser I don't know it myself. The door leading to the rooftop was supposed to be closed... It's like I lost all sense of direction and self-awareness in that moment. I just wish I could be one of those people who can get lost in someone else's eyes, you know? But first, I've gotta figure out how to stop getting lost in my own life. Maybe I need to invest in a really good compass or something. At this rate, I'm gonna end up wandering the streets forever, too busy trying to find myself to ever find anyone else.

Is he naiv, on drugs or just happy. What a good question. Is it possible to be so happy with a so tragic past. Nobody knows his past except of him. He seems to feel no pain. He is just a random quirkless freak that has a bright smile. Found was he on the dirtiest beach with ten year old. No memory, no quirk, no name that meant no chance of finding out his past. Not like Izuku would care. He left his past behind and try's to do anything to run away from it. Can he escape the grip of the hero commission that left scares in his past and childhood

I gave everything really gave everything. But what did come out? Accusations! Supposedly I'm the traitor. Always smile always friendly, get as many contacts as possible be like a sponge that sucks up any sadness. But in the end it didn't help. Everyone believed it and not me. Throughout my childhood, books were my friends. Since I could hold a pen, I've been painting. Since I was able to form my first words, I have been writing. That was what my passion was. But now I'm being accused because of it. Society took away everything and left me with pen and paper and now it took that also away. I was accused of being a traitor because if my beloved analyses about heroes. And I had so many people who could stand by me, who had evidence that. But in the end they turned their backs on me just to have fun watching me suffer. What if I turn the tables? You want a villain you get one. Not that it was somehow my will but I accept what I get. A trait I had to learn because I was quirkless I can't afford to say anything against it. The time we parted dear fiends is because I was a villain in your eyes now we meat when I am a villain in my eyes.

Kyle's killed many, too many. He's killed for The Black Order. but he's not loyal to them, he's simply biding him time. He's waiting for the right time to strike back, and get revenge on his father for killing his mother. Gwen moves from town to town running from The Black Order, the organisation that ruined her life, and also gave her tremendous speed. But she can't run forever.... When tragedy strikes, Kyle and Gwen-two vastly different individuals-must choose: will they run or hide? Will they remain in the shadows, or rise up and take a stand?

Hetty wants nothing to do with heroes. Three years after her mother mysteriously vanished, she's been stuck with her abusive father, who takes his anger out on her. She despises everything about heroes-their fame, their perfection, the way the world worships them. She's content being the class mean girl, pushing everyone away. But when a new superhero transfers to her school, everything changes. Hetty discovers she has powers of her own-and that her mother wasn't just any hero, but one of the greatest to ever live. Her entire bloodline is legendary. Now, she's invited to join an elite academy for heroes, a place where everyone expects her to follow in her mother's footsteps. But Hetty isn't her mother. As a high-stakes competition looms, she must decide: will she embrace the hero's path others have set for her, or forge her own destiny-even if it means becoming something the world fears? Some heroes are born. Others are made. Hetty? She was never meant to be either. Warning* includes abuse, self harm, suicide attempt, and bad language

What happens when a story has no outline, no rules-and no single author? It starts with 1000 words. Maybe it starts with a seventeen-year-old girl. A normal life. But where it ends? That's up to you. This is a collaborative storytelling project like no other. Each chapter is written by a different author, each building on the last and taking the story in bold, unpredictable directions. One moment it's a small-town drama, the next it's a sci-fi adventure or a magical mystery. No two voices are the same-and that's exactly the point. For writers, it's a chance to showcase your creativity, be part of something fun and unique, and get your work in front of new readers. Every chosen chapter is published with full credit, a shoutout, and a link to your Wattpad profile so readers can discover more of your writing. The story is already unfolding. Want to be part of it? The next 1000 words could be yours.

Creepypasta Zodiacs and their birthdays. Also their birthdays and zodiacs may not be entirely accurate because I found them on google. I don't own the creepypastas!

You are 21 years old, lives alone in a apartment. One day, you went to fetch your little sister because you promised her a fair treat at McDonald's. Though, you've arrived a bit late and thought your sister must've gone off somewhere else. You decided to call her phone. But as soon as the phone picked up, an unfamiliar man picked up instead of your sister. Oops, it seems you got the wrong number.

A dark comedy romance where your worst nightmare becomes your... problematically attractive roommate. (Book Cover : credits to cinnithee)