Happy Halloween 2025!!!!! I am not gonna tell ya what this story is about.... where would be the fun of the surprise?! Go figure it out yourself XD A/N: I do NOT permit any kind uf usage of my story for podcasts, youtube or any other kind...as well as Translations. This is a my hero accademia fanstory hope you enjoy! Please also feel free to correct my bad writing. Rights on the pictures go to the artist. I do not own my hero accademia , rights to the owner.

What would you think if I told you that the cinnamon roll of UA, the fluffball of joy was wearing a mask and deceiving everyone? It is true! I am lying! Izuku may not look like it but he was doing his best to act cheeful just to hide how broken down he is deep down inside. He didn't wanted all this but it just happened. It was not his fault. Honestly, he couldn't do aynthing about it, he was just born with this insanly burdensome quirk which was getting him into trouble... but for how long.... QUICK! Anyone! Before it's too late! Look who's up there... oh no... it may be too late to do anything... let's hope it is not.... let's hope someone can save this kid. A/N: Thanks for the 10k! Thanks for all the support. This is my little gift in return. This is a mha fanstory hope you enjoy! Please also feel free to correct my bad writing. Rights on the pictures go to the artist. I do not own mha, rights to the owner.

!!!My AU!!! Izuku Midoryia grew up in abusive household, Inko Midoriya being an alcoholic. It never helped that Izuku was quirkless.... However, one day Izuku Midoriya meets a pro hero who will change his life....

Class 1A and 1B are thrown into a wild war game in the woods, facing off against their teachers, Aizawa and Vlad King, who are playing the villains. It's supposed to be intense training, but for Izuku Midoriya, it feels a little too predictable. Bored and craving some real excitement, he decides to shake things up in his own way. Let's spice things up a bit with a hidden villain, shall we? Let the games begin! A/N: This is a mha fanstory hope you enjoy! Please also feel free to correct my bad writing. Rights on the pictures go to the artist. I do not own mha, rights to the owner.

Izuku Midoriya a no name villain, decided to take it up to another level. The heroes never treated him well nor did anyone in his life besides his mother. However, that doesn't matter anymore as Izuku came up with a nice plan. He was the game maker in this and he was the one coming up with something quite unique. Follow the Izuku as he is watching over the heroes in training and how they try to escape his personal game. He creates a unique and one of a kind escape room in which every wrong step will cost the heroes in training their lives. A/N: This is a mha fanstory and I have no idea where this is gonna go ... hope you enjoy! Please also feel free to correct my bad writing. Rights on the pictures go to the artist. I do not own mha, rights to the owner.

( Finished but under editing) I read some stories like this, but i really wanted to write it so here you go: Izuku Midoriya, student at the UA and since a breakout of a virus called Corona he and his callsmates are in homeschooling. What when his class notice his changings? What is changing? What is happening in the cinnamon rolls home? All characters belong to the rigthfull owner of MHA. As well as the pictures. They aren't mine. Credits to their owner.

What describes a hero? What describes a villain? Do they deserve to be saved? Do they save people? A heroic quirk, A villainous quirk Brave, Wicked Kind, Bad "What describes one?" Where the upcoming heroes, and the infamous Class 3-E met. ( Bad grammar ) | MHA X Assassinationclassroom | \ Pictures and Characters all belong to the rightful owners(s) / Started: August 29 2021 Finished: October 10 2021

A shadow is a hero that works in the shadows of a limelight hero, doing everything they can to ensure that their hero wouldn't die. However what happens when a hero dies and the shadow is left alone? That is something Izuku is facing right now. He was a shadow hero ever after he was abandoned by his mother and then sold of to the American headquarters. They not only trained him and gave him a quirk but also made him be a shadow. An existence that is never written down as alive. He was basically a ghost who never lived before and no one would ever remember a shadow's death.... however due to some reasons he gets back to Japan and what's more he becomes the number 2 shadow. Now what will happen to this boy who gave up living for himself a long time ago? A/N: This is a mha fanstory hope you enjoy! Please also feel free to correct my bad writing. Rights on the pictures go to the artist. I do not own mha, rights to the owner.

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.

Since he was little, he has always seen weird things. He always thought he had gone completely crazy. No wonder. He thought it was a hallucination something he came up with. Because no one else could see the things. He also doesn't have friends so he suspected that they were probably only imaginary friends. But unlike his human friends that left him when became four, the imaginary friends remained. There were no nice people he played with or anything. They were terrifying figures from roosing look. Either dripping blood from their body's or something else. He has never heard a word from them, he only got glances. I did one way or another they were taking care of him like a family. I did everything to protect him. There always was at least one ghost with him. It was really something to get used to it. But he just threw up, ignoring it he was already up. He didn't want to be also someone that went mad