𝙝𝙚𝙮, 𝙝𝙚𝙮, 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙧-𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣, 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙢𝙚, 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 ♡ Congratulations. You've been hired as the new "technical assistant" for the Blue Lock project- which is corporate language for: you sit in a control room full of cameras and pray none of these striker freaks burns the place down. Good luck with that.

Eternity is boring. Eternity is lonely. Eternity is what Isagi always knew. He does his duty, watches over the universe, and makes sure everything is safe. Isagi is a god who doesn't yearn for anything. Until he does. And if he must become a human to have it, then he will. Or : a god!Isagi au in which he's fascinated by football and decide to go to blue lock on his own and discover what being humans means List of all the ship planned for this fic : Isagi x Bachira, Chigiri, Kunigami, Nagi, Shidou, Hiori, Sae, Kurona, Aiku, Kaiser, Loki, Lorenzo, Rin

(Stanley and Xeno x reader) "Wha-" stumbling forward you managed to catch yourself from falling down on the ground and cake yourself in dirt. You groaned, closing your eyes in displeasure and rubbing the back of your sore neck. "Well, well, well. Dramatic as usual, aren't we, lieutenant?" ". . .kid?" Finding yourself accompanying a bunch of kids all the way from Japan to America wasn't definitely on your bucket list. Neither was ending up re meeting two people you haven't seen in thousands of years. Mc's gender is neutral.

crossposted on Ao3. Senku Ishigami lands in a world ruled by Quirks instead of science. Naturally, he starts breaking everything. Systems, tech, expectations. Now forcibly hired at U.A., he's bringing logic to a superpowered society that's never seen anything like him.

I am booooored! Before you ask... yes I am a hero in training... yes I own multiple notebooks that could potentially end a heroes carrier.... and yes I am starting a whole new notebook with villainous ideas. Am I villain? Heck no! I am just bored and this is all hypothetically! 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.

So, I'm Izuku Midoriya. Quirkless, sleep deprived, and-oh yeah-the mastermind behind a website that tells pro heroes how to do their jobs better. Shocking, I know. But here's the kicker: they think I'm some mysterious adult genius. Spoiler alert-I'm 16, living off vending machine snacks, and dodging explosions from my childhood frenemy, Bakugo (we're fine; he only yells at me 90% of the time). My best friends? A caffeine-fueled inventor who thinks glitter is a legitimate weapon and a sleep-deprived insomniac who communicates almost exclusively in sarcasm. My life goal? To analyze and invent anything relating to quirks... Fun! Oh, and somehow, the UA teachers have unofficially adopted me. I guess being their weird problem child comes with free snacks, unsolicited advice, and the occasional "are you sleeping enough?" lectures. What's my secret to success? Sleep deprivation, stubbornness, and the sheer audacity to look All Might in the eye and say, "Maybe punch a little less next time." -- 100% Crackfic

Shigaraki leaned back in his chair, smirking faintly. "The brat's annoying... but he's the reason we're still breathing." Toga twirled a strand of hair. "He's my favorite person in the whole world - even if he doesn't like hearing it." Twice pointed both hands at me. "He fixed us! Who does that?!" Spinner adjusted his scarf. "He doesn't just talk about change. He actually makes it happen." Mr. Compress tapped his cane. "A most unexpected wildcard... and our greatest asset." Kurogiri polished a glass. "Without him, none of this would exist." 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.

One minute, MC's grinding curbs with his skateboard, clutching a frog mug with teeth. The next, he's portaled into UA's USJ, saving Aizawa with his bubble quirk and earning Shigaraki's chilling attention. Now he's stuck-shadowing a bandaged Aizawa, dodging the plot he swore to avoid, and living in a flat Nezu owns (cameras included). Worse, UA's heroes-in-training can't look away-Izuku's hero worship, Bakugo's flustered glares, Denki's flirts, and Nezu's savior complex turn MC into their obsession. With 37 mugs, a bass for late-night riffs, and a grunge vibe that screams "leave me alone," MC just wants out. But the plot-and the yandere hearts-won't let go. a malereaderxmyheroacademia fanfic

It was common knowledge that the quirked were superior to the quirkless in every possible way. It was common knowledge that the quirkless were a useless minority, unneeded in today's advanced, superpowered society. Just because it's 'common' knowledge doesn't mean it's correct. Izuku Midoriya was a part of that 'useless' minority. And he was not inferior in any way.

Meet Izuku Midoriya, UA's resident immortal. After an extended holiday traveling the world, Izuku-sensei decides to come back to UA and teach the next generation of heroes. His old students have no idea he's back, but isn't that part of the fun? Just what will his new and former students say when they see him? #1 in mha 10/28/22 Cover and My Hero Academia not mine