They say if you hear a siren, you're already lost. Her voice slips through the fog, soft as a secret. "Come closer," she sings. He stops at the edge of the deck. "Are you trying to kill me?" A pause. Then a smile in the dark. "No," she says. "I'm trying to see if you'll jump." The sea waits. When a curious siren, bound to the sea, is unwillingly tangled with a class that draws trouble like a tide. "Your emergency contact is listed as 'The Ocean'?" "Yeah, she's very supportive. Never judges me. Unlike some people." .

- "We're sparring, Fujiwara," he declared, as if the decision had already been made and refusing wasn't an option. - "Got you.~" she sang sweetly, a teasing smirk on her lips, mischievous eyes looking down as she pinned him to the ground in mere seconds. They met on a beautiful spring day, in a scene straight out of a romantic novel. He was strong. So was she. Perfectionists? Both of them. She hid her pain behind a beautiful smile, he knew it. He hid his insecurities behind explosive outbursts, she sensed it. In every way, they belonged together. In every way, everyone could see it. ────────── ✦ ────────── 𝘍𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘖𝘧 𝘢𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯~ 𝘍𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘻𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘖𝘧 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯~ 𝘔𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶. ────────── ✦ ────────── Update schedule : Every Saturday. Disclaimers: All the MHA characters and the MHA world belong to Horikoshi the creator of the manga. I only own my dear OCs and this alternative storyline I've created. The pictures are generated with AIs, I'm sorry if I offend anyone with that.

UA's Support Department has seen all kinds of eccentric inventors, but none quite like the masked, welding-gear-wearing student who becomes Bakugo Katsuki's personal go-to technician. She works fast, doesn't ask questions, and never wastes his time-already making her rarer than most of Class 1-A combined. Bakugo doesn't know her name, doesn't know her face, and honestly doesn't care. They talk shop, exchange gear, and go their separate ways.

"We're expected to save them? What a drag." "T-Takahashi-san, we're heroes...!" Takahashi Reina didn't have ambitions or goals. She wanted to be like a cloud, just floating around but her mom had other plans for her. Because of her, she enrolled in the hero course. Can someone so lazy become a hero? **OC is inspired by Shikamaru Nara from Naruto, but will later on become more original** ‼️All pictures belong to me and my oc‼️ ‼️Mha does NOT belong to me‼️

They always said she was the best. The strongest. The fastest. But mostly the one who never flinched. The one who didn't hesitate to pull the trigger. The place she grew up in didn't just teach her how to fight. It taught her how to be empty. No pain. No fear. No mercy. They called that strength. But it wasn't strength. It was programming. Something she couldn't control. She remembers his voice. cold, calculating. "You don't need to be a person Anya. You need to be a weapon." But what if she didn't want that? . . . After escaping from the Red Room, Anya Kurozaki somehow found herself on the path to becoming a hero. But the one thing she never expected...was falling in love with a certain ash-blonde boy along the way. Well, you know what they say - life has a way of surprising you. -------- Bakugo x Black Widow inspired OC. *Slowburn* Highest ranks: #1 in bakugo #1 in myheroacademia #1 in aizawa #1 in anime #2 in bokunohero

𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔 𝐍𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐀 𝒙 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 : ▬▬▬▬▬ ❝ 𝙛𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙞𝙩 .ᐟ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇. . . [𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚] is born under the spotlight as Japan's most beloved idol - perfect, untouchable, and in desperate need to find a way to escape being controlled by the industry that owns his entire existence. ══════════════ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 ➤ This fanfiction contains bl romance, physical intimacy, mature themes, fluff, and angst. ══════════════ © Boku No Hero Academia ➤ Kōhei Horikoshi © Spoiled Rotten ➤ kagurasamaa ══════════════ ★┆ Highest rankings 01 # bnhaxreader - 01.11.26 01 # boyxboylove - 01.09.26 01 # uahighschool- 01.09.26 01 # rivallove - 01.09.26 02 # midoriya - 01.12.26 02 # bokunoheracademia - 01.09.26 03 # myheroacademiaxreader - 01.12.26

━ #𝟎𝟎𝟒.❝𝐒𝐎 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐒... 𝐈𝐅 𝐈 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃, 𝐈 𝐖𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐁𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐁𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄?❞ In which, one of Eri's caretakers is saved with her and is asked to join UA as a 're-teaching' of life. Her being an abnormally strong girl was of course a bonus, but for the most part, she's just along for the ride. In fact, when it came to heroes or villains alike, it always seemed like she was just coming along for the ride. Until she has a reason to be alive that is. "Well, what's something you're good at?" "I know about fifteen ways to kill someone with my bare hands... Is that a good-" "No... No, not at all... That is a terrible public introduction for someone just re-entering school." "Oh... Never mind then."

Kaz Asahi has one goal and one goal only and that is to find her brother, she will make sure nothing gets in her way. 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. ❝ 𝙄𝙛 𝙄 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙠𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙖 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙙. ❞ ∷ A BNHA/MHA fanfic Copyright © megumiiseyelashes 2023 Started: 20/06/23 Finished: 00/00/00 bakugou x oc enemies to lovers

"𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙖 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙤?" 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙥𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙙, 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙥 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 bright 𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨. 𝘼 𝙜𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣, "𝙤𝙛 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚, 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣'𝙩?" THE HUMAN EMBODIMENT OF SUNSHINE ---------------------------------------------------- Started - 13/1/2025 MY HERO ACADEMIA FANFIC Finished - ???

Destruction. Few villains in this world brought as much as the famous Rikko Kurayami. The earth shaking villain caused the collapse of hundreds of buildings in a string of attacks that shook Japan to its core. Most see the man as an example of pure evil fed by the power of quirks. But Rikko Kurayami is dead. Leaving the pain of his hundreds of crimes in his wake. But that wasn't his only legacy. His daughter Nova Kurayami was left behind in the destruction he caused. All eyes were on her, she struggles to fight against what they say is her fate. Hoping for an escape from the pressures on her shoulders. Is a child really bound by a legacy?