Lgbtcast Stories

Miwa Kokoro is a student at U.A. University, taking part in her second year in the Hero Course. Attempting to achieve her goal of becoming a respected Pro Hero, she unintentionally gathers friends, allies, and enemies, both inside and outside the school. Despite all the changes that have occurred over the years regarding the Pro Heroes, many people still believe that Heroes exist for all the wrong reasons. The students at these hero schools are not exceptions to the idea, both thinking it and being its subject. Miwa knows she falls into that categorization. This year appears to be more of a struggle to get through than she and her classmates anticipated. [Author's Notes: *This story takes place many years after the end of the canon story. It includes a fan-interpretation of post-canon. There are many creative liberties taken here. **This story was created after the publication of Chapter 314 of the manga ("The Lovely Lady Nagant). Some concepts may contain manga spoilers as of that chapter. The more time goes on, the more contradictions between this story and the canon story are likely to occur. ***In this story, the Hero Schools have been transformed from High Schools to College-like, post-education schools to keep the kids of Japan safer. U.A. is now U.A. University, providing four years of Hero Education and Training, as well as retaining their General Education and Support courses. More of the world will be revealed in the story. ****Many of the fan-interpretations and headcanons are my own. They are not likely to appeal to everyone. Please don't waste your time and my time commenting about them if you are unhappy with them, unless I'm at fault for missing something majorly problematic about it. Otherwise, if it bothers you that much, please just read another story.]

they say baia valontiu was a city of opportunity, once. before the fires came. the first fire was two hundred years ago. no-one remembers exactly how it started, whether it was an errant spark or an act of arson; what everyone agrees is that it was devastating. three out of four buildings reduced to ashen shells, far more grief than a city could handle. but they rebuilt, covering over their losses and starting anew ― and they almost made it. the second fire was fifty years ago. two years after the first greatship returned to baia valontiu's harbour. still, no-one knows quite how it began, only that the only surviving buildings were the stone ones. everything else, simply hollow ― but once again, they rebuilt. they raised their city higher, yet again burying the ghosts and grief. this time, though, they left people behind: the people beneath, the lost and forgotten. this time, something was missing from the city above; this time, the city had grown claws. the third fire hasn't come yet, but they say it will. smaller blazes break out across the city, each stopped, each one lending venom to people's whispers. maybe it's this poisoned speculation that turned the city sour, cut-throat, only offering its sweet opportunities to those willing to spill blood for them. those like beatrice vulpes, a child of the ashes, orphaned in a boat fire. her surname means fox, but they don't call her that; if they have to address her at all, they call her dog. clever, but dangerous too: she leads a gang of thieves and swindlers, running just outside the reach of both the law and the iron circle. it isn't enough. when a stranger offers her the reward of a lifetime, bea finds herself tasked with a suicidal mission: to venture into the bowels of the city, to venture beneath, to kill the most powerful man in the city. and maybe, just maybe, to find it in her shrivelled heart to save her city.

"Tell me does that please you? Can you say you're satisfied? Everything you dream about, don't you want to make it come true?" Not all high school romances are sweethearts, some taste like sadness. ¿What happens when all the parts of the story are damaged?