Everyone believes he is quirkless, but the truth is he has a quirk a very unique one. His parents hate him. His mother can't stand his quirk and thus declares him quirkless. His father hates him because he is a quirkless bastard and not even his real son. He is bullied his whole life. On his second worst day in his live his dream was shattered by his idol. What will he do? Will he become the hero he wanted to be or will he fall and crumble to dust? What will he do once he finds out who his real father is? Will his real father recognize him? And what will poor Izuku think about his new family? Will they be able to save him from himself? Let's find out! A/N: the first three chapters are his history/quirk description. The main story will begin with the fourth chapter! A/N: This is a mha fanstory and I have no idea where this is gonna go ... hope you enjoy! Please also feel free to correct my bad writing. Rights on the pictures go to the artist. I do not own mha, rights to the owner. Highest Ranking: 04.03.21 1 in Dadzawa 04.03.21 1 in Dadmic 07.03.21 1 in Vigilanteizuku 07.03.21 1 in Dadzu 07.03.21 1 in Hawksdeku 07.03.21 3 in Quirkdeku 09.03.21 1 in Shindeku 12.03.21 1 in MHA 23.03.21 4 in BNHA 26.03.21 1 in opdeku 26.03.21 1 in quirkdeku 12.05.21 1 in IzukuMidoriya

"Listen to me alright? It's cold and bitter out there. In the real world, you're not gonna be as sheltered as you have been. I tried my best to toughen you up a bit, give you a reality check. I know I get on your case a lot but if I actually cross a line, if I actually hurt you, tell me and I'll stop." ~~~ A series of unconnected one-shots following the misadventures of TommyInnit and company! Ranging from playful fun to world-ending bullshit, there is only one constant in the chaos. Techno will not be unblocking him on Twitter anytime soon.

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this is a game to you is it... do you see me as a character from a dating simulator usually i would take offence from this but most characters from those type of games are hot - edited : rewriting kill me now i don't even know what i am doing with this story art cover : cortaunatijera ( tumblr )

- "𝙏𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙙𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙛𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜...?" ⌜ • ° + ° • ⌝⌜ • ° + ° • ⌝⌜ • ° + ° • ⌝⌜ • ° + ° • ⌝ || 𝙰 𝙼𝙲𝚈𝚃 𝚊𝚞 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊 𝚋𝚢 @𝚆𝚘𝚕𝚏𝚢𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚗 𝚃𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 - 𝚆𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚢 @𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁𝙴𝚈𝙴_ 𝚘𝚗 𝚃𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 || ⌜ • ° + ° • ⌝⌜ • ° + ° • ⌝⌜ • ° + ° • ⌝⌜ • ° + ° • ⌝ "𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲...?", 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍, "𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐈 𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐬...", 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍.

You hated your life. At the age of twelve, you had no friends, your father never loved or cared for you, and you were treated like dirt everywhere you went. You wanted that pain to end, to have a better life, with friends and a real family who cared about you. One night, a man with a pink moustache and a slurred voice gave you the chance to live that life. (This story will revolve mostly around Wilford and Dark, but I will try to do stuff with the other egos. This will NOT have the reader falling in love with the egos, but there will very likely be shipping between the egos themselves ) THIS STORY IS CURRENTLY ON HIATUS WHILE I WORK ON A MORE AMBITIOUS STORY

* due to my fixation ending and my unyeilding growth , i do not write in this book anymore . i do not write for real people anymore . "𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞" ❦ just saying this sweetie deserves the world #2 in youtube imagines

How would you feel if you suddenly realized that your entire life... Entire existence, was a lie. Being dictated upon by how you were first portrayed, or perceived, making you feel insignificant? Seán's egos thougth they were real with memories, free-wills, mannerisms, ect. Until they found out that they're made from his mind. Trigger warning in later chapters: Some revolving around depression, PTSD, flashbacks, panic attacks, and self-harm. Written: Dec. 2019- TBA 2020 Words per Chapter: 3,000- 6,000 Writing Style: Third Person Omniscient

As a little kid, you came into the world knowing the horrors of bullying and parental abuse. You had no friends except for one. The tall tree that stood proud over the park was known by many to go hand in hand with extremely bad luck but you didn't care. The tree was there for you more than anyone else had ever been. The only side effect that you have ever noticed from the time you spent with the tree was the odd dreams you had when you slept under its shade and the even more odd people you met along the way. Now with invisible friends nobody else can see, and a dark palace serving as your second home, how much weirder can it get?

there will be billdip moments and this is my first story so i will be bad and I young so my spelling will not be good just a heads up