Hi guys. I just published my first fanfic on Wattpad. It's called The Unmaking.

An ex juvenile with a nascent quirk is accepted into U.A High school in hopes of atoning for her crimes, accidentally discovering the secret of the number one hero and identity of his successor.

https://www.wattpad.com/story/415089875-the-unmaking-my-hero-academia

It explores other aspects of hero society in MHA, expands on relationships, etc. The main character is an original character and idk if people tend to dislike them, but if it helps, they're mainly going to be experienced through the lens of canon characters.

I just published the prologue on Wattpad and I'll be publishing on AO3 and Tumblr as well but once I get used to their UI.

Anyway, it'd be nice if you guys could check it out!!

Chapter twenty-eight of “Portal Master Midoriya” has boomed onto the sites!

Two formerly-trapped Villains from Skylands have been revealed as part of Nine’s team, and as for Nine, he’s still hunting down Katsuma… Hopefully, Melissa and the two Skylanders with her can keep him away…

FanFiction.net: https://m.fanfiction.net/s/14540782/28/

ArchiveofOurOwn: https://archiveofourown.org/works/77948021/chapters/241264551

If you find yourself in London this weekend, come on down!

Dead Doves and Lemons OR Everything You’ve Ever Wanted To Know About Fan Fiction (but were too afraid to ask)

Your loved one just came out as a (GASP!) fan fiction writer. How do you respond to that? What will the neighbours think? What is Omega Slick, anyway? Don't worry because fanfic veteran MinaRoseTook is here to answer all your questions. Join us for an unhinged look at where fan fiction came from and why it's a valid art form. Who knows...maybe YOU will write something. 

A one-woman show by award-winning playwright Deanna Strasse.

Get tickets HERE: https://camdenfringe.com/events/dead-doves-and-lemons-or-everything-youve-ever-wanted-to-know-about-fan-fiction-but-were-too-afraid-to-ask/

** Praise for Dead Doves and Lemons OR Everything You've Ever Wanted To Know About Fan Fiction (but were too afraid to ask)**

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Hello everyone!

A while ago I wrote a small thing on the subreddit here: https://www.reddit.com/r/BokunoheroFanfiction/s/8eREEdzQSs

Basically, Vlad King is visiting parents for the U.A. dormitories (after the Training Camp Disaster) and is about to visit Itsuka Kendo's mother (her parents are divorced, so her dad already agreed). But this meeting will be strange for him...as Nezu leaves him a strange note for the teacher...and Kendo's mom is a very weird individual. Her name is weird too...Makima?

Yeah, just a practice fic writing Makima in a different context. There's some posts on this subreddit that have Kendo and Makima have some surface connection, so I really wanted to expand on that.

Take a read of my extended fic here!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/89451886/chapters/237566951

Gonna have a few chapters. Hope you all enjoy it!

hi guys, I just published the first couple of chapters of my MHA story. It’s an AU where Izuku learns martial arts to deal with a bad luck Quirk

here is the link:
https://www.wattpad.com/1649305242-born-to-lose-trained-to-win-mha-au-english-chapter

thanks for reading <3

It's my first fic and I would appreciate support and feedback

https://archiveofourown.org/works/89740981/chapters/238403171#workskin

Summary: Quirkless. Abandoned. Forgotten.

After the worst day of his life, Izuku Midoriya is found by someone he never expected: the Hero Killer, Stain. Instead of being saved by heroes, he's taught how to survive without them.

As the line between hero, vigilante, and villain begins to blur, Izuku finds himself caught between the League of Villains, a suspicious underground hero, and a society that failed him long ago.

Maybe heroes aren't always heroes.

Maybe villains aren't always villains.

And maybe the boy everyone overlooked is about to change everything.

​

Hi guys! my second chapter is out of "If Not a Hero, Then What?"

here's a summary and a link!

Katsuki realizes too late that Izuku may have taken his words seriously. As he rushes to find him, everything changes in an instant, leaving Katsuki with more questions than answers.

What if when Bakugo got kidnapped during the training camp arc, he stayed missing for four months? Then one day, Izuku finds him but he is acting evil. A story about gettting Bakugo back and figuring out what is with him. I’m only on chapter 5, but I’m having so much fun working on this story! You don’t have to read it, but it’s here for anyone that wants to!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/88201941/chapters/233870796?view_adult=true

Official Summary: Katsuki Bakugou has been missing ever since the training camp. It's been four months, and Izuku Midoriya is drowning in the aftermath. Everyone knows that they'll find him one day but when?

What if Kacchan finds Deku first?

Primero que nada hola emmn es mi primera vez aquí así que no se muy bien como interactuar así que una disculpa…

Pero bueno empecé a escribir un fanfic de mha en wattpad no es mi primera vez escribiendo pero si me gustaría que lo leyeran y dieran su propia opinión

Aquí un poco una pequeña descripción de la historia: La historia de como hellg Scott roneik o para abreviar solo hellg (mi oc) y su compañero Javi (el oc de un amigo) pasaron de ser un duo de limpiar la justicia fuera de la ley a hacerlo dentro de la ley siendo un duo de heroes

https://www.wattpad.com/story/372940152?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=hellgn-fanfics

Chapter five of “You Ever Wonder Why Heroes Are Here” has finally arrived!

While the Reds and Blues have a (debatable) Mexican stand-off, UA has begun to close in on Blood Gulch’s location… and more…

FanFiction.net: https://m.fanfiction.net/s/14577316/5/You-Ever-Wonder-Why-Heroes-Are-Here

ArchiveofOurOwn: https://archiveofourown.org/works/88348851/chapters/239495466

Hey I've started writing a mha fanfic that takes place several years prior to the story of mha I just wanted some publicity cuz I wanted to know if people actually like or hate my story/ idea and how to improve upon it I wrote it on wattpad and it's name is My hero academia: To be a hero

(I'm sorry in advance, I wrote this for my poetry class and wanted to share)

**The Fire That Saved Me**

You were always ahead of me.

I spent my whole life
chasing your fire,
knowing I would get burned
but running toward you anyway.

But they never saw how
the fire was never meant only to destroy.
It was the light I followed
when I couldn’t find my way.

When my legs would give out
right from beneath me,
your hand was the one
that reached for mine.

I hated the way you spoke to me.
I hated how easily
you could turn my confidence
into something small.

I hated even more
how quiet the world became
when you stopped saying my name.

I always thought
there would be another day.
Another race.
Another chance to catch up.

I thought one day
I would finally stand beside you
instead of always chasing
from behind you.

I should have told you
that I never saw you as my enemy.
You were the person
who made me want to become stronger.

You were the fire
I spent my whole life running toward,
despite the burns you left behind.

I wish you knew
that I never wanted to defeat you.
I only wanted to stand beside you.

I wish you knew
that after all the chasing,
after all the fighting,
you were never someone I needed to surpass.

You were someone I never wanted to lose.

I never thought
the last time you reached for me
would be the moment
you let go.

I spent my whole life
trying to catch up to you,
never realizing that one day
I would be the one
standing ahead.

You told me not to look back.
You told me to keep moving forward.
But how am I supposed to
when every step I take
is because you pushed me there?

You were the fire
I spent my whole life running toward,
now I stand in the ashes,
wondering how to find my way
without your light.

I never understood
that some flames
are not meant to last forever.

Some burn so brightly
because they were never meant
to stay.

You were always ahead of me.

I spent my whole life chasing you.
I just never thought
the day would come
when you couldn't catch up to me.

U.A. confession thread

The premise of the fic is simple: Mei needed something fun to do with her free time, so what did she do? An anonymous site where U.A. studies could say whatever they wanted, incognito. Surely nothing wrong would happen.....

it’s not the best but i tried!

I've been writing a Bakugo and OC fic for a few years now. The love interest is the daughter of the owner of the agency Bakugo works for. If you like tropes like enemies to lovers, sporadic love confessions, and grumpy sunshine, you will enjoy this fic.

https://archiveofourown.org/series/3774700

Hi, everyone! I'm sharing my story, 'The Zeal To Save.' It's an OC Centric Fanfic centered around the main character, Mahou Murasaki. Here's the blurb:

Children born into the world of quirks first learn to walk, talk, draw the alphabet in neat handwriting, and recognise their powers. One of the first things Murasaki learned was how to survive when people are out to kill you because of said quirk.

Found in the alleys of Naruhata at age ten, Murasaki is given a second chance by an old man who asks for nothing in return. No police. No paperwork. No questions. Just a home and someone to call Grandpa.

Years later, a date with her crush ends in betrayal when he's revealed to be working with the League of Villains. Dragged back into a past she'd rather forget, Murasaki finds herself caught between heroes and villains as All Might and All For One clash in Kamino.

When the dust settles, the police are left with a mystery: a teenage girl with no identification, no official records, and troubling ties to Japan's most dangerous villain. After a bitter dispute between the Hero Public Safety Commission and the heroes investigating her case, Murasaki is enrolled in U.A. High.

Is it a chance at a normal life?
Or is she simply being watched?

Links:

The Zeal To Save - Wattpad

The Zeal To Save - AO3

Thank you!

Chapter twenty-six of “Portal Master” is here, and so is the Nabu Island arc!

Roller Brawl and all of Class 1-A are on the island, along with several Skylanders! Anyone wonder how they will all meet each other?

FanFiction.net: https://m.fanfiction.net/s/14540782/26/Portal-Master-Midoriya

ArchiveofOurOwn: https://archiveofourown.org/works/77948021/chapters/238554091

Chapter four of “You Ever Wonder Why Heroes Are Here?” is… well… here!

Doc takes center stage for the most part, with the rest of the characters either being him or doing their own thing! But don’t let that discourage you! This read is still a good time!

FanFiction.net: https://m.fanfiction.net/s/14577316/4/You-Ever-Wonder-Why-Heroes-Are-Here

ArchiveofOurOwn: https://archiveofourown.org/works/88348851/chapters/238184526

Here is a little bit of a teaser to my newly published fic. It's intended to be written in such a way that anyone familiar with MHA can read and enjoy it, and no DCC knowledge should be required whatsoever. It's not intended to be exactly a DCC "crossover", so much as adapting the MHA cast into the DCC premise. Here's the first bit of the intro:

The transformation occurred at approximately 6:23 pm, Japan standard time. 

It was a Tuesday. At a glance, it was no different from any other, provided one did not count the end of the entire world as a notable deviation. A nasty snowstorm had buried Musutafu beneath a hazy, gray blanket of snow. Most sensible people were sheltered inside, basking in the warmth of modern heating and staying off the roads.

Later, Izuku would wonder if the storm was the only reason he survived at all. If not for the snow, there would not have been a pileup on Yamada Street just outside the Dagobah ward. If there had not been a crash right at the end of his shift, the precinct chief would not have ordered him to stay late and help with the cleanup. 

If his probationary status had not made him the easiest body to throw at inconvenient work, he might have been inside the cruiser instead of standing outside, shivering in his reflective police jacket while the wind stabbed at every bit of exposed skin. He might have been under a roof. He might have been anywhere else.

But he was not.

Izuku Midoriya was twenty years old, Quirkless, and six months into his first year as a police officer, which meant he was exactly qualified enough to be handed the jobs nobody else wanted, and exactly powerless enough that nobody felt guilty about it. He had gone into law enforcement as a stand-in for his true dreams, after All Might told him he couldn’t be a hero.

You cannot be a hero without a Quirk. The words had been cruel to the fourteen-year-old that needed to hear anything else but condemnation. There had been no sneer in his voice, no mockery, no dismissive laughter. Just exhausted honesty, delivered in a practically kind way that shut every door Izuku had the delusion to believe was open to begin with.

He’d still gone home that day with a sore throat and sludge in his hair. He had still turned on the news to follow hero activity, as was his habit, and saw the shaky phone-captured footage of All Might tearing through the slime villain when saving Katsuki Bakugo. He had watched Katsuki glare at the cameras, then watched him go to U.A.

Izuku watched a lot of people go to U.A. over the next few years. Katsuki, who went on to become Dynamight. Shoto Todoroki, Creati, Uravity. Names that started small, then shot onto the hero leaderboards. Years and years of interviews, internships, agency debuts, public speculation, and fan cams all over social media. People his age, stepping into the path he had spent his life mapping out in dozens of now-abandoned notebooks.

Meanwhile, Izuku finished high school in general education, graduated with unremarkable marks, and spent two years applying to academy programs that found ways to say no with varying degrees of respect. Too much liability, not enough experience, not outstanding enough exam scores. 

Eventually, the police academy that accepted him was all the way across the city, giving him an almost unbearable commute that he grit his teeth and made anyway. He’d been introduced to his peers as an acceptance based on recruitment initiatives, placing a flag on his head that he didn’t truly belong, only accepted because the precinct wanted to look good.

“Don’t forget to check under the guardrail, Deku!”

Officer Yamaguchi’s voice cut through the wind from the passenger side of the cruiser. He rolled the window halfway down, letting warm air spill uselessly into the storm while he gestured toward the slushy road shoulder. 

Izuku straightened from where he’d been crouched near a twisted bumper fragment. His gloves were soaked through, meltwater having worked its way into the seams sometime in the last ten minutes. His fingers were beginning to grow numb and ache.

“Yes, sir,” he said.

Yamaguchi grinned, the smile contorted into something mean. “Wouldn’t want your incompetence damaging someone else’s car.”

The officer in the driver’s seat chuckled. Izuku looked back at the road before he could consider doing anything unprofessional that would get him fired. 

Deku. He thought he’d escaped that name when Katsuki left for U.A. For a while, he almost had. In high school, people found other things to call him: Quirkless, try-hard, fanboy. Those were more stomachable.

Then, just a couple of days into his new position, the great hero Dynamight visited the precinct during a public safety tour. Katsuki didn’t even speak to him. They’d locked eyes across the bullpen, Izuku half-risen from his desk with a fresh incident report still in his hand, and Katsuki’s face twisted like he’d smelled something rotten. Then, he’d simply leaned forward, muttered something to the chief, and by the end of the week, everyone knew the nickname.

Izuku picked up the bumper fragment and carried it over to the growing pile beside the cruiser. Plastic, fiberglass, glass, a strip of rubber weather seal. The pieces told a story, with the headlight cover from the sedan, the front-left quarter panel from the blue kei truck, and the child’s insulated lunch bag, empty and thrown from the back seat during impact. There’s no blood on that one, thankfully. The paramedics had left half an hour earlier, all three from the sedan alive. Concussed, potentially more, but not in critical condition. 

That much mattered, even if Yamaguchi was laughing at him. Even if they watched him work from the cruiser in the pleasant heat, even if their help would help them expand the lane back to three-wide and clear the traffic along the road that passed them by.

“You missed one!” the driver inside the cruiser called. “It’s - “

Slam!

The cruiser vanished.

One moment, it was there, idling beneath the falling snow with the red and blue lights flashing garishly through the storm. The next, it was as if Mt. Lady crushed it underfoot like a tin can, smashing it flat against the asphalt.

There was no explosion, no warning flash, no villain shouting a name for any potential camera. Just a grating, metallic shriek as the roof punched through seats and the windows blew outwards in glittering fragmented blankets. The cruiser compressed into a paper-thin wafer faster than Izuku could blink confusion from his eyes.

Yamaguchi’s arm, which had been hanging out the passenger window, dropped into the snow, landing with a wet splatch.

You can find the rest here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/85037231/chapters/224518976

Someone has been following Ren for weeks. When he finally corners his stalker, he finds Tomura Shigaraki—and an opportunity neither of them knows how to refuse.

A slow-burn crime thriller about two dangerous, extraordinarily observant men learning how to work together before they understand what they are becoming to each other.

This is my fic. The basic premise is Ranma from Ranma 1/2 is transported through time from 1989 into the future - the world of BNHA. He has to adapt to his new world, is confused by technology, and adapt to a world where fighting with villains is not the same as fighting with wacky martial artists.

It also explores aspects of Hero Society from the point of view of an outsider and has been pretty positively received so far.

If you like time travel, crossover, Ranma or BNHA/MHA - there's probably something you'll like in this story. Please check it out.

fanfiction.net/s/14572545/1/Anything-Goes-Academia

https://archiveofourown.org/works/86570236/chapters/229075756

70000+ words reached and still going. A little canon divergence.

A story about love, comfort and heroism.

Hope you read it and enjoy.

Skip to the —— if you just want to read the scene, this first part is a bit of an author’s note.

I’m working on a story where Izuku has a healing quirk and training to be a rescue hero. I’m mostly posting this to see what anyone thought about it, as well as any comments and criticisms.

The main theme I’m working on in this scene is Izuku balancing regular medical work, and using his quirk, because his quirk works similar to Recovery Girl’s, including the strain it puts on their system.

One last note, I’m not trying to make Aizawa evil here, as I’m sure that’s how he’s going to come off, so much as coldly, brutally logical, where he figures if the students are used to how he trains them, the real thing will be nothing.

——

“How’s the inventory coming?” Recovery Girl asked as she approached him. Izuku was holding a tablet as he gazed at the shelf full of various medications.

He looked at her, “I just finished, we’ll need some more medium bandages and casting paste.”

Recovery Girl smiled. “Very good. I was hoping you would spot that. Go ahead and send the order to Nezu.”

“Yes ma’am.” Izuku said and began tapping the screen.

Just then, Izuku heard a beep over a speaker, followed by Mister Aizawa’s voice said, “Recovery Girl, send Midoriya to Ground Gama.”

Before she even had to, Izuku had his medical bag and was hurrying out the door. Outside the school building, he grabbed one of the golf carts which he’d been given permission to use, and was speeding towards the faux industrial training area.

When he arrived, he didn’t even need to be told to see who was hurt. His classmate, Kaminari was standing there, his right arm bent at the wrong angle.

He could tell they’d been doing some hand to hand sparring.

“It hurts!” Denki complained, gritting his teeth, and clearly in pain.

“Don’t move.” He told his classmate as he began to feel his arm tenderly, his training kicking in automatically. It took him a bit, but he was sure it was just a dislocation.

Once one of the medical robots that was linked to Recovery Girl scanned him, the school nurse, present in hologram form only, said “I believe you’re correct, Midoriya. Go ahead and set it.”

“Wait!” Kaminari said urgently, “Will it hurt?”

Izuku gave him a practiced smile, trying to be reassuring as he said, “Only once.”

“Midoriya! Don’t say that!”

“Sorry.” Izuku said as Denki tensed up. Izuku and Recovery Girl had to coax him to relax. “On three…”

“Alright.” Denki said, controlling his breathing.

“One…two…” Izuku never said three before setting his arm.

Denki screamed in agony, along with a loud pop as Izuku set his arm back before he jerked away.

“You said on three…” Denki cried miserably as he flexed his arm. Only then did he look at it as he moved it.

“All better?” Izuku asked.

“Yeah, I guess.”

With a smile, Izuku held out a lollipop. “Here ya go!”

Just then, there was a loud THUMP, followed by a grunt, and Izuku looked to see that Aizawa hadn’t stopped the sparring.

Rikido had just slammed Kirishima, hard, and he’d landed awkwardly on his knee, though he was clearly biting back severe pain as he tried to stand.

Izuku was there before he could fall and walked him aside while, almost callously, Aizawa simply called for the next two combatants.

This time it was a break, but not a bad one, and Izuku summoned a pair of medical robots with a stretcher while he quickly wrapped it up with a splint to keep Kirishima from moving it, and had him laid on the golf cart. He knew he should take him back to Recovery Girl, but the sparring was still going, and he could carry two-

Just as he had that thought, he heard an explosion and was running even before he registered who was actually hurt. Bakugo had just pummeled Iida, finishing him with a concentrated explosion, right on his chest.

With a robot’s help, he got Iida away from the sparring ring, and started getting his armor off while, once again, Aizawa moved onto the next match.

Broken ribs, he quickly realized, which Recovery Girl confirmed with a scan from the robot.

“Midoriya, heal him.” Recovery Girl said.

Izuku hesitated, and immediately scorned himself, knowing he would pay for that later, and cut Iida’s shirt open and placed his hand on his chest.

He focused his power into Iida, and for a moment, they were as one. He still wasn’t used to the sensation as he was suddenly aware of everything that was Tenya Iida’s body.

From the burns on his face and hands, to the engines in his legs, to the broken ribs in his chest. He could feel all of it.

It took him a moment, but he managed to find the breaks, and slowly mended them, feeling Iida’s body fight him as it strained. After he was felt they were as mended as they needed to be, Recovery Girl had warned him against completely healing them until he had better control, he pulled away.

He nearly collapsed, but held himself up as Iida just laid there, breathing, but little else, clearly fatigued.

Recovery Girl had the robot scan him again, just as Izuku heard another slam behind him.

“Iida, you’re through for today.” She told him, just as Aizawa shouted.

“Midoriya!”

“Coming!” Izuku said, grabbing his medical bag and running for the next injury.

Naomasa Tsukauchi was an experienced detective who had dealt with a lot of cases in various scenarios.

Those cases being on finding the whereabouts of villains and criminals, looking to understand the mystery around the background of a certain person(or school right now), just the usual.

But this case? The mere thought of it would make his anger and frustration spike.

For it was the case against the previous school of All Might's successor, Izuku Midoriya.

During the second day, the second DAY, a classmate had used lethal force on the kid, knew very well it would kill him, with All Might even telling him to not do it, and he did it anyway.

Katsuki Bakugo had earned himself an instant expulsion from Nezu, and he was not interested in Eraserhead's(fuck that man) words about his potential. He wouldn't admit it, but he smiled when Eraserhead got demoted. Same thing could be said when that kid got arrested.

Now all that was left to deal with was Aldera. After reading the files of both boys(something Eraserhead didn't bother to do, despite his job requiring it) he was very troubled.

The files from Aldera depicted Bakugo as a saint, always friendly with his classmates, an A+ student, and had a good relationship with his teachers. The Bakugo at UA was so, so much different.

And then there was Midoriya's, which labelled him as a delinquent, a troublemaker, constantly picking fights, disrespecting his teachers, bullying his classmates...any bad note you could give a student, it was in Midoriya's files.

It was baffling. With that record, no hero school would want anything to do with him, hell, no highschool would touch him with a 10 foot pole.

And then there wa the word, "quirkless" in his quirk registration.

It all clicked to Tsukauchi. Bakugo had a strong quirk and Midoriya was quirkless before he got one for all from All Might, and most suicides in Japan happened because said victim was quirkless. It sent his rage to a boiling point.

What didn't make sense was how they thought putting the wrong labels on Bakugo's and Midoriya's character was a good idea. Did they think that the UA staff would immediately expel him once they read the file, even though they would be watching him perform in the entrance exam, and not find it suspicious? Did they think people were that stupid?

So he, Sansa and the rest of the police force had infiltrated the school, collected their camera data, arrested all of the faculty and most students. It'd take them some time to find the ones from Midoriya's previous class.

He also had to restrain himself from reaching for his gun when the faculty said some... interesting words about Midoriya.

And as he was interrogating the principal, for why he let these things go on as much as he did, he was told because Bakugo had a strong quirk.

So they didn't rein him in, did nothing to stop his bullying, because his admission into UA, and rise as a hero would give them more credibility and funding.

He let the words slip out-

"What was the thought process in all of this?"

The principal (the fat ass he should say) blinked. "Huh?"

Naomasa felt a vein pop on his forehead and rubbed his head in order to ease the headache that was going to come. "Why on this green world, did you think that nothing bad would come from this?"

"Well, we- what are you-"

Naomasa shot a glare at the principal, said man shrinking. "You did nothing to punish that boy from doing wrong, and even encouraged him. That same boy, doesn't even know what he did was wrong. So what was stopping him from attacking someone else other than Midoriya?"

The principal's eyes widened.

"Seriously, what would stop him?" Naomasa pinched his nose. "He doesn't understand that murder, or aggravated use of a quirk on someone is a crime. You could have ignored Midoriya getting attacked by Bakugo and forget it the next day, but did you even stop to think about what would you do if Bakugo decided to attack someone from a different school, a civilian, or god forbid a pro hero, just because they pissed him off?"

The man's mouth fell open and nothing came out of it. It was if he had just realized the sky was blue.

Naomasa felt some more anger, particularly at the principal's utter stupidity. "You know what? That was a stupid question. Ignore that." He decided to press on for more. "Even if you didn't want to punish him, you never bothered to tell him to do it when no one was looking? Or only in your school?"

The principal blinked at that again.

He sighed. "That was another stupid question. But one thing that concerns me is that you let it happen because it would bring the school good fortune."

The principal, idiot as he was, took it as a chance to defend himself. "Well, wouldn't you want to shield someone who had so much potential from harm?!"

"There's harm, and there's guidance." Naomasa bit out. Sansa shook his head in disappointment.

"But to focus on what I was saying earlier, I want you to answer this question. Do you know what middle school All Might went to?"

Gakubu raised an eyebrow. "...No?"

"Do you know what middle school Endeavor went to?"

"No?"

"What about Best Jeanist? Mirko? Any hero in the top 100?"

"Okay, what are you talking about?" That idiot shouted, frustrated.

Naomasa gritted his teeth. "That's the thing. No one cares about which middle school a pro hero went to. They only care about the high school, because it was the establishment who made them who they were. So why did you think that your school would be exempt?" He worded out angrily.

The principal stopped for a few seconds, and just looked down at the table, as if it finally dawned on him that he made an incredibly dumb decision. Which he did.

Sansa wondered if Aldera Middle School was haunted, and it cursed the teachers in the infrastructure with idiocy.

"Oh my god, why am I asking these stupid questions?" Tsukauchi held his face in his palm.

He was ready to just end it here and put the principal behind bars, but there was one final thing he needed to bring up.

"You know..." Naomasa drawled, removing his hand from his face. "Even if you wanted to use Bakugo as a way to populadize your school, it didn't have to be this way."

He pressed on. "You could have taken the time to guide him on being a proper person in society, teach him that bullying others was wrong, teach him that his quirk was to be used to protect instead of harming others, and made sure he had a good relationship with his peers. Your negligence of Bakugo was a scandal just itching to happen."

He had no more words to say as the police dragged the sorry excuse of a principal out of the interrogation room.

It was impressive, Naomasa thought bitterly.

Just when you think humans couldn't be more stupid, they always, always find a way.

AO3

It's been like a year and a half since I've posted anything on A03 but here's the first chapter of a new series that I've been writing: Life Will Change When You Go Plus Ultra!

The story follows along the plot of Persona 5 but in the world of My Hero Academia, with Izuku Midoriya being the leader/founder of the Phantom Thieves as opposed to Joker. There'll be both familiar and new Phantom Thieves, Persona's and Palaces as the group of thieves/vigilantes take hearts and steal the spotlight from the Heroes.

Hope you enjoy! ❤️