"Suck my dick, Bedhead." U.A. High, Japan's most prestigious school for the next generation's top aspiring heroes. It's a place to forge new friendships, refine your quirk, and-most importantly-learn the ins and outs of what it's truly like to become a Pro Hero in today's society. ...So it really shouldn't have come as a surprise to (Y/N) when questions arose the moment she, the daughter of a notorious villain, was enrolled. **WARNINGS** -Strong languageᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ -Cavity-inducing fluff (≧∀≦) -Violence (　ﾟдﾟ) -Le sad boi hoursヽ(￣д￣;)ノ=3=3=3 -Long chapters ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ -( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) <- Need I say more? This fanfiction will be following its own plot, however, certain elements of the original anime/manga may be included to a point. Having said this, beware of any potential anime or manga spoilers. I do not own any of the images included. All BNHA characters are property of Kōhei Horikoshi.

"They won't let me stay Freya, not after everything I've done... they don't trust me, and I don't blame them. They just see me as... the bad guy," he confessed before he stood up, beginning to walk away. He didn't want Freya to see the tears slipping from his eyes. "John?" she called out timidly across the almost empty room. He stopped in his tracks, taking a deep breath and turning reluctantly, revealing his disappointment. "Yeah?" he asked. "I don't think you're the bad guy."

"we are bound to each other's hearts, cold, torn and pulled apart, this love is like wildfire." sequel to To Build a Home, a John Murphy fanfiction.

An Avatar: The Last Airbender Fanfiction (Zuko X OC) "And lastly, we are free, but we are not our own persons." At this, the student frowned and looked up at her teacher. "How can that be free?" The beautiful woman smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes like it usually did. It was a sad smile. "You will learn it all eventually, little one. For now, we must practice your footwork." Mentored from youth by the most notorious entertainer in all of Fire Nation, Chiyo is destined to follow her path to greatness. However during the time of war and chaos, she must decide: Should she do what is right? Should she do as her mentor had always done? Or should she follow her heart? I do not own any of the characters except for the OCs I've introduced. I do not own the pictures used in the cover and those to be used in reference to future chapters. Any historical details I impart on this story is not entirely accurate and is based only on my limited knowledge of the subject. Anyways, please enjoy!

Lucia joins the First Order and discovers the thrill and danger of playing with fire in a space opera about love, trauma, redemption, and family starting before The Force Awakens a long time ago in a Galaxy far, far away. . . .

𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝑫𝑶𝑬𝑺𝑵'𝑻 𝑫𝑰𝑺𝑪𝑹𝑰𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑨𝑻𝑬 𝑩𝑬𝑻𝑾𝑬𝑬𝑵 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑰𝑵𝑵𝑬𝑹𝑺 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑨𝑰𝑵𝑻𝑺 Azula and Zuko have always been competitive with each other. When it comes to Uzume, it's no different. AVATAR: THE LAST AIRBENDER SEASON 2 Zuko x F!OC Azula x F!OC

In which the girl with the iron fist punches the golden boy in the face during a not-so-friendly match of Quidditch A Harry Potter Fanfiction Order of the Phoenix Part of the Light Series © Ericka | 2017

❝I want you for worse or for better. I would wait forever and ever...❞ Elizabeth Reething is a Ravenclaw: polite, intelligent, curious, and best friends with Draco Malfoy. She just so happens to be the target of Harry Potter's unconditional affection, an affection that pushes even her best attempts at being polite and friendly. Book cover template by @humaneity, based off of Shawn Mendes' "Handwritten" album cover.

"Promise me, Cindria! Please!" Tom pleaded, now gripping my arms in a vice-like a grip. "I won't, I won't promise something when I know I'm going to break that promise, Tom," I said shaking my head. I refused to comply with Tom's demands because I knew one way or another, I'd be forced to get involved in what's happening. Whatever was happening. "Fine! You leave me no choice! Nagini!" I heard Tom say, and when he uttered that familiar name, I began to tremble. "Tom...Tom! what are you doing?" I said weakly, raising my hands to his muscled biceps. "Protecting you," he replied, just as Nagini, Tom's huge snake, slithered into the room. I could feel myself becoming faint and I pressed myself into Tom for protection from the venomous creature. He wouldn't. Would he? He would. "Tom...You promised...You promised that it wouldn't come near me!" I began to panic, now trying to get away from Tom, who held me around the waist, tightly against him. "I know what I promised, Cindria, I promise Nagini won't hurt you. She'll just be outside your door, guarding you, making sure nothing happens to you in case you have any ideas," he told me, putting his hand on my cheek. "Please don't do this, you don't have to do this," I whispered, tears making their way to my eyes.