Lagerstroemia, a flower representing fluent or persuasive speaking is exactly how you would describe him. His quirk was just that after all... very persuasive. However... when a misunderstanding occurs, it may be you who suffers in the end... and are unaware of it as well. Knowing now that this will be your final chance to stop the horrible future that has been happening for multiple timelines, you decide the best way, or rather the best person to have on your side and help you is Shinsou Hitoshi. You can only hope that he believes your story and is willing to give you a hand. Or else... the both of you might not be able to live to see another day anytime soon.

You were an aspiring ballerina, always held back by the echoes left in your home. Working hard to find a place on the stage with a single spotlight. He wanted nothing more than to express himself, but at the risk of losing all he worked for. His own dreams facing a roadblock he never expected or wanted. So as you come to find out the secret he's been keeping one fall day after school, the fear of getting kicked out of UA now present on both your minds... Bakugou and you must learn to rely on one another... or have both of your dreams crushed before they even began. (A quirkless dance/music AU with Bakugou Katsuki and reader -- Bakugou Art by Kinnme -- All Chapter Titles are from The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows -- Updates Every Thursday & Sunday)

It started with a quest that should have been simple but turned into the dawn of realization for Bakugou Katsuki. The proud and powerful dragonbourne had never once looked towards the half-elf newcomer as more than a thorn in his side since their first meeting. But that all changes with a simple sting of a magic bee. But, with secrets bubbling below the surfaces of both of your outwards personalities, it's only a matter of time until one is out in the open. As to what happens after that... only the stars know. (A Bakugou x Reader Fantasy AU) (Not beta-read, cause we take risks in this house)

[Y/N] has been friends with Hitoshi since childhood. They've always gotten along, to the point of almost being inseparable. However, every since attending UA, they're relationship has withered. Maybe its because [Y/N] developed feeling for their best friend. Along with dealing with a story only told through dreams. Wait, not dreams. Try nightmares. But can Hitoshi fix this? *Hitoshi is in 1A in this, and i'm terrible at descriptions* < apart of a trilogy of mha fanfics, this being first to the story > < started January 29, 2019 > < ended June 16th, 2019 > <bonus chapters, completed august 20th, 2021> < All characters are property of Kohei Horikoshi, all that I own is my writing >

"Please just talk to me" the broken boy pleaded. No one at U.A had ever heard you utter a single word so how what would come when the both of you were paired together during a joint class? A shinsou x f!reader ( This is a clean story so you don't have to worry, will include the occasional curse :) ) Half edited so please excuse any mistakes!

As June settles back into Pelican Town for a fresh start, she expects a calm and peaceful life devoid of any haunting memories from the city. Little does she expect the secrets lurking within the Valley, along with the mysterious dark haired boy who keeps himself isolated from everything; that is, until her. ★ This story is a first person female narrative! The amazing artwork of Sebastian in the cover is NOT created by me (credit to @blacktreecle on Twitter!!!) Other artwork linked in the chapters belong to their rightful owners.

― "I love you more than life itself," ― Althea Potter had always been a light. Where James burned wild and reckless, she glowed warm and steady, drawing people in with her laughter, her kindness, and her stubborn belief that everyone carried a spark worth loving. She was the sister who brightened shadows, the girl who never let anyone feel unseen. Regulus Black, on the other hand, was born of shadows. Cold where she was warm, distant where she was tender, sharp where she was soft-he was a boy sculpted by duty, drowning beneath the weight of a name that demanded silence, obedience, sacrifice. They were opposites, orbiting each other in disdain. She saw him as cruel and unfeeling, and he saw her as naïve and foolish. Yet the world has a way of binding the unwilling, and war makes strange companions of enemies. Slowly, through whispered arguments and stolen glances, Althea discovered the boy beneath the mask, and Regulus found himself yearning for the light he had spent his life rejecting. But love in times of war is fragile. It does not always save. Sometimes it destroys, quietly, beautifully, tragically. And when the end came-as it always would-they both learned that hatred can turn to love, and love can burn into something fiercer still. Something unshakable. Something eternal. Something that could only be called devotion. ☽｡⋆

(BOOK 1) Althea Layla Nott stands apart from her family with her gentle heart, unwavering belief in equality, and fierce loyalty to her friends. Regulus Arcturus Black, burdened with the weight of being the Black heir, once shared an unbreakable bond with Althea. Now, they've become strangers, separated by walls Regulus has built around himself. Althea longs to restore their friendship, but the looming war forces them onto opposing sides, compelling them to make choices that will alter their lives forever. In a world where loyalty is tested and alliances shift, Althea and Regulus must navigate their way through treacherous waters, their decisions echoing the promise of either reconciliation or further division. "I look at his dark gaze, aching to lean closer and let our souls touch but it isn't that easy. This one kiss would change everything. We were friends once, then we were nothing, and, now here we stand, on the verge of risking it all. He gives me no time to register his action as he leans closer. I close my eyes and wait to feel his lips against mine but it never happens, instead, he bends his head slightly and plants his lips on my collarbone. I gasp and throw my head back as his lips linger there, the featherlike kiss causes a warm and tingly feeling in my stomach. My mind goes blank, all those thoughts screaming at me to run a moment ago vanished and all I could think about was his soft lips. His other hands join in on my waist and tug me closer, our chest touching as another gasp leaves my mouth. He pulls back and almost immediately I ache for the way his warm lips felt against my skin. Without missing another beat he kisses me again, a little higher this time, and continues planting kisses along my neck, then on my jaw, and planting a last kiss on my lips, barely touching them."

"He was the light she was raised to destroy. She was the shadow he couldn't stop chasing." Velora Amaris Malfoy was born into power, privilege, and silence. The younger sister of Lucius Malfoy, she's expected to be perfect-poised, cruel, untouchable. At Hogwarts, she becomes a Slytherin prodigy: brilliant, feared, and untouchably cold. To everyone else, she's just another blood-purist elite destined to rise through the ranks of the Dark Lord's army. But James Potter sees something else-a spark beneath the ice. What begins as rivalry spirals into obsession: shared detentions, explosive arguments, fleeting glances that linger too long. As war brews and alliances fracture, Velora is pulled deeper into a life she never chose. Branded with the Dark Mark before her seventh year, she becomes a weapon. A spy. A killer. No one can know what she and James have. Not their friends. Not their enemies. Especially not Voldemort. But secrets don't stay buried forever. And when Velora begins to hesitate-when she starts to remember what it means to feel-she becomes a liability. Now both sides want her dead. This is not a love story. It's a story of fire and ruin, of blood and betrayal-of two enemies who should have destroyed each other, and the ashes they leave behind.

For Elowen Montgomery, Hogwarts was never just a school-it was a stage she was born into, with expectations stitched into every seam of her robes. As the daughter of two powerful and famously proper wizarding parents, her surname arrives in the Great Hall before she does, whispered behind hands and echoed in narrowed glances. But Elowen is not her parents. Not quite. As she begins her first year, Elowen must learn to navigate the ever-shifting tide of house politics, secret friendships, and the quiet war between who she is expected to be and who she might become. When a quiet boy with sharp eyes and a hidden temper crosses her path-and a stranger's tears unravel a tangle of deeper truths-Elowen realizes Hogwarts isn't just about spells and potions. It's about survival. Legacy is heavy. But Elowen might just be stronger than it.