(Y/n) is a teacher at UA, one of the most renowned high schools for those with quirks. She had been teaching there for a little over two years now, and she taught Basic Close Combat. Her quirk, sensory deprivation, was very helpful in this class. She thought she knew the staff of the school rather well, but there was a teacher or two that she hadn't met yet. She had almost an entire wing of the school to herself, apart from all the other teachers and classes, making an excellent platform for combat. But, when the students are allowed to move into the dorms built for them, the teachers are required to move into a dorm, too. The student dorms were on one side of the campus, the teachers dorms on the other. While she was sitting on the roof one night, as the other teachers were having a celebration of recovering the schools name, she was joined by a certain black haired teacher. "Hello, I don't think we've met. I'm (Y/n), the Close Combat teacher." She said, introducing herself. "Aizawa." Was all she got in response. ((Hi. Just so we are clear, I own nothing of My Hero Academia, the cover art is not my own, and I most certainly do not own you. I have not read the manga, so this is 'based' off the anime. Thanks for reading, and enjoy!))

(Y/N) was a mysterious girl who had no family and was adopted by a young woman who raised her to become the greatest hero to ever live. She went through years of hard training and mastered... most of her quirk. Years passed and it was (Y/N's) time to return to Japan. Little did she know what was in store for her when she came back... ✅CONTAINS THE FOLLOWING✅ Tons of Steven Universe References, Related things, and songs! 💎 Lots of my crap art 🙃 Sum Fluff☁️ ❌🍋Lemon Free🍋❌

Arisa opened the door with her gun at the ready, blood was soaking the back of her shirt but she refused to rely on us. The hostages were inside, she breathed a sigh of relief before motioning for us to join her. "Untie them all, I'll clear the stairwell." She ordered calmly before turning toward the door. My hand moved on its own catching her small wrist. "Why don't you let us take care of that, you're injured." Her glare was frightening, "I know my limits, I'm nowhere near them. Please release me or I shall consider this an act of aggression toward an officer of the law and will be forced to subdue you." "Yikes." Hizashi chuckled and wandered off to untie the hostages. "Consider it whatever you want, it's reckless for you to try and clear the entire building in your current condition." I shot back at her. "You have to the count of three to let go." She hissed. "I don't understand, is it pride, are you trying to prove something here?" "One." I stared down at her in disbelief. Why was she being so stubborn? "Two." "Arrest me, then, I'm not letting you go alo-." I didn't get to finish my sentence and she didn't say 'three' before her elbow slammed into my gut with enough force my vision darkened as all the air rushed from my lungs. Her knee connected with my face the moment I stumbled forward and before I could register everything that had just happened in that split second, I was lying face down on the ground with my hands twisted painfully behind my back. The cool metal of handcuffs rubbing against my wrists brought me to my senses. She handcuffed me!

{Charlotte Katakuri x Reader } You were forced in a marriage that you didn't want to. The worst thing is that you'll be getting married to Charlotte Katakuri, one of the Three Sweet Commanders. Your father wanted to be allies with Big Mama.

(Y/N) is a girl with a quirk, that likes to surprise. With her parents on another continent it's sometimes difficult for her to become a hero without constant parental support. On her way to reach her goal she somehow often gets in trouble with her best friend Katsuki Bakugo by her side..., but what if one wants to be more than friends... Warning: It's pretty OOC and kinda cliché. This was my first book and tbh it just flat out sucks... But I guess it only shows I'm progressing, so that's something I guess. Still, why are so many people reading this?? Have standards, people. (Y/N) = your name (L/N) = last name (E/C) = eye colour (H/C) = hair colour (F/C) = favorite colour I don't own any pictures I use, unless I say so. This story includes bad language, because...Bakugo... This is a Boku no Hero academia fanfiction.

a lonely girl walks around the street after being kicked out of her parents house for not being able to control her quirk. She was walking around when she got jumped and almost raped when a very muscular man came to her rescue. It was All Might.

As a child, [Y/N] [L/N] always had a passion for composing and writing music and promised someone that she would become the best composer this generation has ever seen. But that dream started to die out after a terrible accident that occurred. Her best friend kept telling her to continue her dream to be a composer to no avail. "So what if you're scared of what happened in the past!? You should still keep chasing your dream just like you told me! Show me that your really the person that inspired me to continue my own music!" . . . . "I'm sorry for letting you down and not being the person you thought I was." <WARNING> - spoiler - death/gore - violence/fighting - bullying/harassment - triggering content - sexual themes [Y/N] = [Your Name] [L/N] = [Last Name] [h/l] = [hair length] [h/c] = [hair colour] [e/c] = [eye colour] [s/c] = [skin colour] [f/c] = [favourite colour] Started: March 2019 Ended: n/a

Don't stand in my way Don't even try bother me Don't you even dare to touch me Don't even try to call my name This 4 don't...they're never try to cross this 4...but this man... "I'm not bothering you (Y/n), we will meet again..by means again..I meant it to get what I want" "You mean by helping your ass when you have some legal business" "No but much better", His lips grazed near my ear. And slowly planted kiss to the side of my neck.