After Recovery Girl retired from U.A. High School, a young doctor has unwittingly taken her place. Her quirk? Bloody awful. ❛ 𝒮ee you on a dark night. ❜ [ rewrite of the original BNHA fic. written in a different perspective and with separate events. ] [ aizawa x oc. ]

We used to be friends, or at least... we used to know each other. There was a lot of people I used to know, a lot of people who used to know me. That was a long time ago, and I don't even know who I am anymore. I've been dead a long time. I'm not sure if I even know how to live anymore.... {Spoilers for the Manga and Anime, AizawaXOC} {Trigger Warning: This story deals heavily with mental health issues; depression, abuse, trauma, grief, self-harm/thoughts, and harmful behaviors. It also deals with brutality and violence, with gore and blood and other such things. Also death. Read responsibly}

Shota Aizawa is in love, and he has been for the past fifteen years. Being in love with your highschool teacher isn't ideal. Remaining in love with said teacher after they're killed? Even worse. Still, Shota can't seem to escape his feelings. It's not like anything is spurring them on. Mr. Hiroki Akisuka had been dead for a decade now, and still Aizawa's affections remained. His heart still fluttered at the mere memory of the dead man, and his cheeks would still flush. He thought he'd die alone with his irrational feelings. In fact, he'd actually been planning on it. He had no qualms with going down alone. At least, that's how he felt before his teacher rose from the dead, cheerful as ever, and just as attractive as Aizawa remembered him to be.

"You may gaze at her reflection In still waters of the lake But don't look at her directly Or death will be your fate" For the longest time, Aizawa and Yamada truly believed that the vibrant young thief from their high school days had been a shared fever dream. The girl with the dangerous gaze. The girl who they loved and hated. The girl that just up and vanished before their world became darker. 14 years later, in the dark of the night, they're reunited, and things start looking up...then straight back down, to depths that nobody ever wished to reach... *ADULT READER* ***WARNING*** This story will contain: •Strong language •Strong violence •Sexual references/scenes •Character Death •TBA Cover by me

From one day to another, Himari Ishihara, the former #4 hero Gravitas, loses the ground under her feet. Forcefully ripped from her previous life, she reluctantly starts to recover from the unthinkable horrors she had to live through, trying to find her way back to normality. A surprising visit from Principal Nezu and Recovery Girl leaves her struggling between the two obvious options she has - continue to drown in the depths of despair or accept the unexpected job offer she received and at least make an attempt to get back on track. Will her time at U.A. allow her to heal and eventually move on? What role will a certain tired hero play in her story? The story will loosely follow the original plotline (up to the end of season 4). At some point, I'll abandon the canon, and a few things might end up changed. SLOWBURN WARNING: This story takes the slow in slowburn serious. (Aizawa's first appearance in chap. 7 because some of you asked) WARNING: The story will include: - serious and mature themes - traumatic experiences - sexual content - murder - a shitton of swearing I'm leaving the warning here because I don't want to interrupt the flow, or spoiler with the warnings at the beginning of chapters. Reader discretion is advised. Also, English is not my first language. Expect some errors. Don't hesitate to point them out though, so I can correct them :) Notice: All characters and the original plot of My Hero Academia belong to Kohei Horikoshi, whereas my OC belongs to me. Started: March 29, 2020 Ended: ...

"Icarus flew too close to the sun, but at least he flew." -Jeremy Robert Johnson He was your Icarus, and you were his sun. That's how you saw it, anyway. Together, you formed the wings that would carry you to the top of the world...and then you'd both come crashing down... (descriptions are the death of me RIP) ⚠WARNINGS⚠ •Sexual Content •Coarse Language •Drug References •Adult themes •ANGST My Hero Academia/Hawks © Kohei Horikoshi Fan Fiction written by WombatSquid Cover created by the amazing Condensed_milku

Recovery Girl ducked into the room overlooking the operating theatre. It was empty as promised, so she quickly grabbed a can of sterilising solution and sprayed herself, body suit and all, down. Hopefully it wasn't the kind that irritated her scars. Maeve opened various compartments in the body suit, replacing the full puke pint with one she'd grabbed from her office. She pulled a hair net out and pulled it around her bun, which had been disintegrating in quality. Only then did the grey-haired girl realise her hands were shaking. Interesting. Maeve didn't have time to analyse whether it was due to stress or her body being pushed past its limits. It didn't matter. She strode out without hesitation, gave the group of nurses a wide smile, and entered the chaotic operating theatre. Maeve's gloves receded to expose her hands and her visor replicated over her field of vision, instantly giving her a deluge of flashing information. "It's just me and you, buddy," she whispered to the man struggling for life on the table.

There are plenty of quirks nobody has ever heard of. They pop up all the time. With each new generation comes a wave of possibilities for power, and for new breeds of hero to be born.The hero business is getting more powerful by the day, so you have to have one hell of a quirk to make it. Lillian Faust did not think she'd end up with a quirk, let alone one that had the potential to be a powerful tool if used correctly. Hailing from a family with a history of quirkless men and women, she's hesitant to tell anyone about her power, and what it can do. Shy, meek and all too humble, Lillian has to make a choice. Does she want to stay the seemingly quirkless daughter of a quirkless man and woman, or does she want to rise up and do what she always dreamed: become a hero. AMAZING COVER ARE BY @soggy_pizza

Tenya Iida has navigated through life without many friends. Preschool was full of kids discovering their quirks and deeming his creepy. Elementary was the start of the real bullying, where they begun to mock him for his mannerisms, target his quirk, his appearance, and so on and so forth. He didn't think middle school would be all that different. Private or not, it didn't particularly matter to him. He knew there were going to be unsavory types wherever he went. He didn't expect to make a friend. Not one like this.