Midoroyaizuku Stories

If Midoriya Izuku had a sister, if she were also quirkless... What would life be like on her side of the story? Midoriya (Y/N) is the twin of Deku, Midoriya Izuku, and she is also quirkless like him. But she is not a hero fanatic, she is not an All Might fan nor had she received One for All. (Y/N) and Izuku are twins, they are always together -inseparable you could say. But when Izuku received One for All and attend a hero school, what would happen to her? Author's Message: I do not own Boku no hero academia, nor the characters! For the love interest if your guys want to know or not-(idk if you are reading this)-but they will start with the ones that most people ship Midoriya with. Enjoy the story! Peace! X3

It's something he's always taken into consideration when it comes to Midoriya. Whenever something matters a lot to him, and he's talking about it, his voice grows quiet. Silent, almost. It just shows how badly he cares about it, taking extreme care into not turning a secret into something everyone knows of. And maybe that's one of the many reasons Todoroki even asked him to help him with this lie. Besides Kirishima requesting it not even a minute before he showed up, of course. "You won't." Todoroki says half heartedly. He isn't sure, obviously. This whole thing could go either incredibly well or horribly wrong, but he trusts Midoriya. "Will you help me?" Midoriya simply sighs. "I hope this turns out well.." In a moment of anger, Todoroki Shouto ends up making a deal with his father. He would have to bring home a boyfriend to spend summer break with, or else he'd be forced to engage in quirk marriage. It is not a surprise to anyone in 2-A (or rather the few that know of the incident) that Midoriya Izuku is the one Todoroki seeks out for help.

There was something chilling and mysterious about thunderstorms. But at the same time, it was ever so calming. The only time there was ever truly was silence ironically enough. Even with the loud claps of thunders and lighting strikes in the distance, it was just soft radio static to you. "Y/n! Get back inside or you'll get sick, you damn brat!" The slow turn of your head was bone chilling but the empty look in your eyes was worse. "Shh... If you're too loud they might come back." "Who!?" Gears turned in your head as you stared at one of your many captors "The voices.. you.. you don't hear them?" WARNINGS: THIS STORY WILL DEAL WITH HARMFUL EXPERIENCES, ADULT THEMES, AND VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED! There is also mention of gang violence and drug dealings. This story isn t as detailed as I would hope but I felt the need for the warning anyway. (I apologize in advance. I'm 💫traumatized💫 and use writing as an outlet) I, Anonymous_Lover_3, do not give permission for my stories to be put on third party websites. You can read for free on Wattpad and Archive of our own.

I wouldn't call it romance-more like a mess wrapped in bad timing. It all started when I cracked his head open, and somehow that spiraled into my parents hating his family- and his parents returning the favor. I left Japan, thought I was free of it, but life dragged me back as a teenager... and now we're classmates. The worst part? He grew up fine as hell.

it was a rainy night, a week after the so-called "orientation" of 1-A. it was sunday, a night before school, as Kaminari walked home with groceries in hand, he comes across a homeless person who surprisingly grabbed his hand. " do you know.. the way?... " " uhm.. " more info in the description chapter of the fanfic MWUAHAHA