basically this is my first time writing here so please be as cruel as you want.you like good grammar?well you are in for hell cause im no good with that shit like typo fixes.i mean im lazy so deal with me a little if are so kind and bored.thank you for yo patience!
Hero is just fine.this whole hero gig is alright I mean I did give this dirt ball world peace and deleted all the bad guys and freed all humans from slavery around the world and other shit you human shit heads ignore.someones gotta clean up the mess because if I or you're lazy fat ass won't then who?while I save this shit world form crazy sycophants there are still assholes on earth sadly.not even god could do anything about assholes and greedy politicians.acually this hole thing is about me and a world where peace rains.but at the same time in this peaceful paradise can it also be evil?there is no rest for the wicked but at least im never bored.as a world class hero I have vowed to delete all threats off of the face of the planet but that is just what humanity wants to image me thinking.in reality I just can't let it end because I cannot miss the next episode of my favorite animes and next volumes of mangas.pluse I love this earth and the people who are kind to me I guess.welcome to a heros mind and her heroic, very RANDOM tales.trust me when I say these are mostly random heroic stuff I've done before the world fell into a peaceful void.
So, I'm Izuku Midoriya. Quirkless, sleep deprived, and-oh yeah-the mastermind behind a website that tells pro heroes how to do their jobs better. Shocking, I know. But here's the kicker: they think I'm some mysterious adult genius. Spoiler alert-I'm 16, living off vending machine snacks, and dodging explosions from my childhood frenemy, Bakugo (we're fine; he only yells at me 90% of the time).
My best friends? A caffeine-fueled inventor who thinks glitter is a legitimate weapon and a sleep-deprived insomniac who communicates almost exclusively in sarcasm. My life goal? To analyze and invent anything relating to quirks... Fun!
Oh, and somehow, the UA teachers have unofficially adopted me. I guess being their weird problem child comes with free snacks, unsolicited advice, and the occasional "are you sleeping enough?" lectures.
What's my secret to success? Sleep deprivation, stubbornness, and the sheer audacity to look All Might in the eye and say, "Maybe punch a little less next time."
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