❝ but I don't need you to tell me, who I am. ❞ ❪ The Boys various! x Fem!oc ❫

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(Boku no hero Academia OC insert, Enjoy!) DISCONTINUED "Shut the fuck up little bitch, don't you talk to me." "Um, no, you may fucking not have my name." "Fuck you! Did I ask for your shitty opinion on vines? Uncultured swine." "There's a stick so far up your ass its protruding out your esophagus." "Fuck science. Hate that shit more then I hate you, which is a new record, really." Kazehira was born with a violent Areokinesis quirk, which surprised no one really. But then her body went and developed a healing quirk! Cause like, fuck being normal, am I right? - None of the pictures or music is mine unless stated otherwise Beware of the foul fucking language in this book Cover by @-GARNETBLVSH

"Being a Street Rat has it's ups and downs, but it has mostly downs when you get chased by a villain just because you 'accidentally' sold some information about him and he just happens to not like it." ~ Sai a something year old girl living in streets as she has her whole life, just wants to have a normal day stealing some wallets, pissing people off and have fun. But the world decides to be cruel and finally letting her get what she deserves, getting a big angry small time villain to chase and try to catch her and then the heroes comes in and 'saves' the day. All she wanted was a normal day. ~ Disclaimer - I do not own any of the characters, only my OCs and the plot. The rest goes to their rightful owner Kōhei Horikoshi. I do not own any pictures, gifs or videos unless I say otherwise. Warning - there will be a lot of swearing and some gore, cause OC and Bakugou.

He looked up at the stars, tears brimming his eyes threatening to fall any second now. A smile fell on his face shortly, finally...she became one of the stars. -------- "You are a hero." She said with a shaky breath, "It matters not which side you are on. If you wish to save somebody, anybody-even yourself. You are called a hero." In which (Name) has to protect the people as a hero. Her own flair for heroism. ------- magic and quirks au -------- ❄︎ hiatus ✍︎︎ 𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 THE LEAGUE OF VILLAINS IS NOT THE MAIN ANTAGONIST OF THIS STORY EVENTS IN THIS BOOK HAPPENS AFTER THE HERO KILLER ARC. WILL MOST LIKELY NOT FOLLOW THE PLOT BUT WILL FOLLOW THE TIMELINE ||flirty personality ||swearing ||dormitories are issued after the Hero Killer event for plot purposes. ||Not sure about lemons but there is fluff ||plots on the original BnHA will be changed for this book's plot purposes. I, in no means, own My Hero Acadamia/Boku No Hero Acadamia, you and only own this book and OCs. ||if you don't like the book, the exit's like a button away. ||this book very crappy and was made last minute, pardon the cliche shit.

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

◾ Cover Credit: Playboyforkatsuki ♡ ◾Art Credit: Lightning Strikes ◾ I do not own My Hero Academia ◾ or this fantasy AU ◾ Characters belong to Horikoshi You, a young hunter, leaves her home to go on a quest to save her village from the tradegy of war. But what happens when she's given false directions and runs into a hot headed Bakugou, who speaks a completely different language? ❤ General Romance 🖤 Mature (Violent Themes) 💛 Lemon 💖 FemReader

The darkness has taken over their teammates, their families and their home. Barry, Oliver, Sarah and Kara are the only ones left to save their worlds before evil consumes the world

In the kingdom of Vanderdash, there is no more feared warriors than that of the Scarlet Guard. Protectors of the royal family, skilled assassins trained since childhood, They follow the crown, they enforce the crown. To many, the group cloaked in red is a greater symbol of the royal family's power than the kings crown itself. Citizens respect and fear the scarlet guard, the power they hold. But within the guard there is only one who installed that very same feeling into the rest. Head of the prince's royal guard, ruthless and cunning, rarely seen by the citizens themselves. They call her Red. An expert in poisons and deception, the small girl has brought armies to their knees without once lifting a blade. A vermillion haired monster hidden behind the face of a doll. ~~ I smiled up at the men, "Would you like a cookie?" They peered into the basket I held out, spotting the heart shaped treats. "They're cinnamon with apple Jam. I do promise they are to die for." The taller mans eyes narrowed, "did you give the poor fool dead on the road a cookie?" My lips parted, "a dead man? Oh my..do you think it is safe?" "..depends on who you are miss, why did you say you were in the woods again?" I smiled gently, "I didn't." He rose a brow. "I'm delivering these," I shook the basket a bit, "to my dearest grandmama." He hesitated for only a slight second, "oh. well. be careful then. These woods can be dangerous." I nodded once still holding out the basket, "so would you?" "Would we what?" I giggle a bit, "like a cookie silly." "Ah.." he scratched the back of his head, "sorry, I'm not too fond of apples." Damn it. I sighed softly, "strawberry next time then." "Right..." As I turned to go I looked up at the two tall men, "you be careful now too gentleman. There are wolves in these woods." They nodded rigidly as I spun and began to skip off, giggling to myself. He asked the wrong question. I didn't give the dead fool a cookie. I gave him two.