Sometimes the people who smile the brightest are the most broken.... Endeavor looked around the conference room filled with his sidekicks. He took a quick mental headcount and frowned. The newest recruit, the UA student he'd offered a work study position to, was late. There was a faint pop above, causing everyone to look up as a petite girl with long snow-white hair and bright golden hued green eyes wearing a skin tight green accented silver bodysuit appeared out of thin air. She glanced downward and let out a squeak as she plummeted toward the ground. Sighing, Endeavor kicked a nearby plush rolling chair across the floor to break her fall. She toppled into the plush chair with a giggle that brought a smile to everyone's face. Her name was Ridley and she was a second year at UA. She had interned with his agency during her first year as a UA student. All of his sidekicks were surprised when he'd offered her to continue working with them. He was even considering offering her a full-time position as one of his sidekicks once she graduated from UA. No one expected him to like the bubbly energetic youth since he often came across as surly and far too serious whereas the youth seemed to be a little bit of an airhead. Ridley was almost never serious, there was always a bright happy smile on her face and everywhere she went she left laughter and smiles in her wake. She brightened everyone's days, spreading cheer and goodwill to all who crossed her path. Perhaps that was why Endeavor had decided to keep her, he wasn't immune to her charms though he rarely smiled she did cheer him up and give him hope. With her help, he might be able to learn to make amends with his family and maybe become a better hero. Tamaki Amajiki X OC

"Sho-chan! I found you!" A bright bubbly voice cried from somewhere above, nearly startling the young boy of five with the two-toned hair, the left side was a deep red color the right side a pale white with a faint silver hue. Young Shoto Todoroki was supposed to be meditating before training. He chanced a glance up in the rafters of the giant training hall his father had confined him to for the day while he was away on hero business. His mismatched gaze scanned the dark rafters above trying to locate the bubbly cat girl that often snuck into the Todoroki compound to play.

"𝕀 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕧𝕚𝕓𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕤𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕒𝕝 𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕘𝕠𝕟𝕟𝕒 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕪." □**●●◇♡◇●●**□ Shirokage is Japan's number one vigilante. Wearing a gas mask and a black hoodie, the only notable thing about her is her silvery white hair. Nobody knows who she is, what quirk she has, or even her intentions. Having suddenly appeared three years ago, she has managed to gain a fair number of enemies as well as acquaintances. With the number of villians and heroes after her, it's a wonder that she's managed to stay hidden while still fighting crime. However, with new villians and more up and coming heroes, Shirokage is beginning to come to a roadblock. It's only a matter of time before her civilian self is found out and for her to be executed. This is the story of the vigilante known as Shirokage both in and out of the mask. ******* THIS IS THE EDITED VERSION ******* Disclaimer: I do not own Boku no Hero

OC X Hitoshi Shinso [PREVIEW] ~Shinso's POV~ Age-14 Flashback: (Age 6) All the kids I used to hang out with shied away from me after my quirk appeared. Kids I once called friends treated me like a pariah. I sat on the beach watching all the other kids my age laugh and play in the shallows. Anytime I tried to join in, they'd all scream and run away, afraid I'd use my quirk on them. Biting my lip, trying to keep myself together, trying to convince myself I didn't need friends, I dug in the sand with my flimsy plastic shovel trying to build a sand castle. A bright blue sand castle mold appeared in front of my face. I glanced upward and spotted a little girl around my age with long mint green pigtails and bright eyes that seemed to shift from lapis lazuli to violet smiling at me. She extended the sand castle mold to me with a shy smile. "Aren't you afraid of me?" I asked her curiously as I reached for the sand castle mold.

I struggled to my feet and looked over to the bar. There was a ghostly pale man with pale greyish blue hair that was long enough to hang into his face and was in complete disarray. His lips were cracked and dry, his eyes were closed and he appeared to be in pain. There was a sickly pallor to his skin. My gaze fell to a deep wound in his side, it looked as if he'd been stabbed several hours ago and from his current half-conscious state and the sickly pallor to his skin it appeared to be fairly serious. Taking a deep breath, I activated my quirk and placed my hand to his forehead. My Quirk, Stasis, allowed me to stop time for those I touched keeping them suspended in time giving me time to operate and tend to their injuries. Who was this man?

Charlotte Spindel, known as Lottie by her friends...or...she would be...if she had any friends, had moved to Japan with her family halfway through the year in her first year of middle school. She had a hard time making friends as she struggled to learn the language. The other kids found her odd and more than a little bit creepy. Sometimes they saw her speaking seemingly to herself in her foreign language. One girl saw her pick up a spider and let it crawl around on her hand, since that day everyone wrote her off and wanted nothing to do with her. She went through her entire middle school life without a single friend. Warning: Spiders lol (guess I need to clarify better... if you can't handle reading about spiders or seeing images of spiders, maybe avoid this... there be a lot of spiders)

Dabi X OC

Puppet's quirk is limited due to laws and she just wants to be able to use it to her hearts content, so she is part of the League of Villains. She gets along with most of the villains and life is better for her than it could have been if she were still roaming the streets and allies alone. Then a certain new recruit with wings shows up... Can she trust him? Why does he keep following her? And what happens when an angry Eraser Head starts to hunt her down? Read to find out. ••• In this timeline the first meeting with Overhaul didn't go south but everything else in the Shie Hassikai arc still occurs and Kurogiri never went looking for Gigantomachia. This book has been rewritten. The rewrite is a separate publication on my profile and I encourage reading it [over this version]. ⚠️ I do not own My Hero Academia ⚠️ Hawks x OC OC is based off of a character from FNaF (but you don't need to know anything about FNaF to read this story. [Disclaimer: Strong language use, Violence, Blood, Graphic Imagery and Death/Murder] No spoilers for those who have watched through all the anime seasons.

Hawks X OC [Preview] "The sky is the limit." That's what her father used to say. It was one of his favorite quotes and one of the reasons he'd named her Sora, the other being her sky blue hair and eyes. He always pushed her to follow her dreams and even supported her dropping out of high school at seventeen to start her own business, Enchanting Treats. Sora and high school, well school in general, had never gotten along. People always teased her; she was always labeled as the weird girl who talked to herself. Of course, she didn't talk to herself, it was just part of her quirk, no one else could see the pesky pixie-like creatures that followed her around everywhere she went trying to wreak havoc and chaos. They were adorable little pranksters and constantly getting her into trouble as they'd make funny faces and gestures at teachers and classmates and she couldn't help but indulge them. Everyone thought her odd because she saw things, magical things, that no one else could.

"Earlier, on the roof...what you said...?" She frowned slightly, "I'm not suicidal, if that's what you're getting at, I just thought you'd have an amusing reaction and I was right." Her delicate shoulders pulled into a shrug, drawing my gaze to her upper arm. Poking out under the sleeve of her short sleeved uniform shirt was a dark bruise from where I'd grabbed her. Guilt wormed through me, "It sounded like you meant what you said." "Oh, I did. Everyone here is awful." She shrugged as she slung her tattered black messenger bag over her shoulder and headed for the door. Her bright blue green eyes flicked in my direction as she paused at the door, "At least there's a fun uptight hall monitor I can torment." I groaned at this, "I'd appreciate it if you'd just follow the rules and stay out of trouble." "Where's the fun in that?" She winked at me before sashaying out the door.