It's a book full of Boku No Hero Academia memes and hopefully this puts a smile to your faces.

Class 1-A goes camping! No villains here! Only TodoDeku fluff and supportive classmates! ❤

"People like him don't change. He is the god of mischief, after all." Bruce Banner has a niece; Eryn Banner. She works by his side at S.H.I.E.L.D. When Loki mysteriously returns, she finds herself intrigued to him. He's not all mischievous and full of lies as much as he's said to be. Beneath his tough facade, is a broken man with a story to tell. Too bad, no one else but Eryn sees that. So what happens when Eryn helps Loki escape from S.H.I.E.L.D? Loki isn't called the god of mischief for nothing. *UNDER EDITING*

Harry and Draco are both starting as Hogwarts professors at the same time. Their students quickly start to get a slightly different impression about their relationship than Harry and Draco have.

Sometimes a witch or wizards magical signature is so completely incompatible with another that they repel one another like magnets. On the other hand, if two magical signatures mesh well together, well there are no stronger relationships in all the world. In a sample of a thousand people, the average witch or wizard will be slightly repelled by four or five people and strongly repelled by only one, at the most. The opposite is true for attraction. But Harry Potter can't kiss anyone at all.

Author: Cassis Luna In which, Draco drinks a potion that allows him to see through lies. Harry, evidently blamed, must help him through the effects of the potion. For the first time, they see one another in a different light. DISCLAIMER: I do not own the plot nor the characters. This fan fiction is created by Cassis Luna, on fanfiction.net, just here to spread a beautiful story to others. All credits to J.K Rowling.

She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.

The eighth years decide to play Truth or Dare at a party for Interhouse Unity, after a very revealing game everyone is shocked as to what Harry Potter admitted. Unfortunately, Harry was black out drunk that night and doesn't remember anything from the party, and his friends are hesitant to tell him anything. It's a good thing Draco Malfoy isn't his friend... (Also on Archive of Our Own on my account FurbyJones) [Edit: I wrote this when I was 14, so... fair warning lol.]

[mini-sequel to UNSEEN] One girl came and changed James’ life, broke the walls and everything he had built around to protect himself from both people and ghosts. But now she’s gone and he has to keep on living. Step by step, from the most painful one until it becomes natural, he has to figure out his life now she’s absent. Live fully, she told him. And that’s how James will live, until they meet again. Until the absence is filled with her laughter and her love again. ⋙·⋘ Illustration by Agnes Cecile Edit by Bel Watson

Life is hell. Life is painful. People are mean and hurtful. They spot the weak ones and torment them until there’s nothing left. Until the soul has been crushed and all life has left the body. Until there’s only a corpse. They drive one until the edge and don’t stop until one has jumped. I jumped. . [PREQUEL TO UNSEEN - Read only of you have read that book before] . Illustration by Agnes Cecile. All credits to her.