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I got isekai'd as a Yuki onna
"After my death, I got isekai'd in a world of devils, angels and monsters lol.. Oh, and apparently I have ice powers which are totally useless in combat since I died again. Luckily, I'm alive thanks to a redhead with big tits making me her slave." I do not own this cover so don't sue me. -
HEROISM
The line between hero and villain is blurred for an assassin, leaving neither side anything to be desired. With the passing of the beloved ex-assassin Korosensei, Nagisa decides he's going to uphold his sensei's legacy and become something to be proud of: A Hero. The building of UA is tall and looming, intimidating, and it makes Nagisa afraid and alone, but he knows this would have made Korosensei proud... And he steps forward into his future. -
I Need Memory
"MIRA! YAH! CHOI MIRA! IREONA! You can't do this to me... I'll... I'll not let anything happen to you... I know that you can hear me! So please... Please... Wake up! Mira-yah..." He screamed louder than the pouring rain as his outright rough voice cracked in despair. Even in that dizzy and almost unconscious state, I could sense him panicking in fret and fear. He was definitely crying and that thought alone broke my heart into a million pieces. He cried harder, calling out that name. My name, I supposed... My hands held the steering wheel tightly when the vehicle moved forward with a dangerous creaking sound louder than the blaring thunder. The jeep was hanging halfway through the cliff. I could hear him scream and cry his heart out. He was begging me to stay still. But I couldn't. A sudden fear engulfed my mind at that tragic moment and I felt myself break more. The fear of not being able to see him again. It was overtaking my sanity and all I could think of was, him. And regardless of the consequences, I wanted to see his face, for one last time. And I was well aware of what was next. I turned around to have one final glance at the beautiful boy who made my heartbeats race every single time. At that moment, I could feel my deepest emotions yearning to treasure his loving face as my last memory. Not knowing what I was about to do, he kept crying out my name while he struggled with all his might to hold the jeep back from moving anymore further. I was a heartbeat away from meeting his mesmerizing gaze for a last time. Right then, it happened. The jeep went off the cliff with a strike of lightning and a loud thunder following it. -
Speechless for his survival
Izuku can’t talk anymore after a traumatic time with the yakuza, but he’s save by some heroes, one being Aizawa. What will happen to our green little boy? I don’t want to put to much information here, but this fanfic will treat about scares, bruises and abuse (all in the past but I might do flashbacks, if so I will warn before, but it shouldn’t be too much too for the people that can’t support reading things like that.) Definitively Dadzawa so those supporting our fav sleepy teacher, you’re welcome. Izuku gets something that looks kind of like a quirk, probably from the abuse. Hope you will give it a try and please, leave comments of what you think of it.
