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MHA112- Glitters and Dreams

I turned toward the others. "Anyone need food before heading back?"

Mina raised a hand immediately. "Ooo, yes! We were in a convenience store and didn’t even grab anything!"

Sero rubbed his stomach. "I could eat."

Yaoyorozu caught Sero and Mina by the ears and dragged them back before they could wander off. “This is the crime scene, dumbasses, move.”

Mina flailed, trying to pry herself free. “Okay, okay! Ow! We’re moving!”

Sero just sighed, letting he...

HP428- Honeystrike

First to pitch their invention was Dennis, he near bolted forward. He placed the box down, tapped it once, and it opened with a neat hiss to reveal… a quill. Not just any quill, though.

Dennis cleared his throat. “It’s a Recall Quill,” he said, talking a bit louder than intended due to his nervousness. “For students mostly. It logs every spoken word in class and lets you sort it later by topic.”

The quill gave a little twitch, scribbled something on its own, then float...

MHA111- Gentle Bashing

Through the glass, Yaoyorozu handed off a flyer with a polite smile to a woman near the counter, her lips moved, as she casually talked to them. Ojiro tapped a guy on the shoulder, subtly guiding him toward the door. Within a minute, most of the customers had already left, only a couple still browsing.

Inside, Gentle Criminal picked up a bag of tea, inspecting it like he actually gave a shit. La Brava adjusted her camera, whispering something under her breath. “The curtains are almost...

MHA110- Criminals

Hey everyone! Just a quick heads up before we dive into the chapter. I noticed some folks have recently dropped their patronage, and I wanted to check in. If it is about the story, pacing, themes, or anything else, feel free to drop a comment or message. I am always open to feedback. Thanks to those still here... your support means a ton!

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The day before the Sports Festival, my phone rang. I picked up. "What’s up, dog?"

Silence. Then a deep sigh from the other end. "I al...

HP427- Yule

The next two chapters might feel a little repetitive, but I still wanted to include the Potter Yule. Last year, Harry missed it because of the Tournament, and in the years to come, it will take a backseat to more pressing matters. I didn’t want to skip over it entirely. That said, I did speed through a few parts, especially the dances.

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The next day, by evening, Harry and Petunia were already back in Britain. Snow still clung to the roof of Longbottom Manor, though the paths h...

MHA109- Dance!

Eri finally said, “Okay.”

Nejire clapped her hands. "Yay! Now we gotta plan what to do first!"

Eri blinked. "First?"

"Yep!" Nejire grinned. "First thing when we get there. Are we getting food? Playing a game? Looking around?"

Eri hesitated. "...Food?"

"Good choice," I said. "Festivals have the best food."

She nodded, looking back down at her book.

Nejire nudged me. "We should get her a festival outfit!"

I frowned. "Why?"

"Because it’...

Patreon Exclusive— Aizawa's Evaluation Logs Chapter 3- Democracy, Megaphones, and Unscheduled Bloodbaths

Aizawa’s Evaluation Report: Chapter 3 - Democracy, Megaphones, and Unscheduled Bloodbaths

File: Aizawa_S. | Homeroom 1-A | Evaluation Report #3

Date: April 9-10 | Events Covered: Class President Vote, Press Breach Incident

Introduction:

This week started with democracy and ended with trauma. That’s U.A. for you.

I’ve separated this log into three major clusters:

The brief illusion that they could function like normal students.

R...

MHA108- Good? News

The second week of October started with Aizawa walking into class and dropping a bomb on us.

“The School Festival is coming up,” he said. “You need to put on a show.”

A few people perked up. Kaminari immediately leaned forward. “Like… an actual show-show? What kind?”

Aizawa sighed. “Something that contributes to the festival.”

Mina grinned. “Ohhh, does that mean we get to pick?”

“That’s what the class rep is for.”

Iida straighten...

HP426- Double

Harry was in teasing mode, leaning back, he looked at the couple, “So,” he said, tone far too casual, “I heard the parents are meeting?”

Neville choked on his hot chocolate.

Fleur, more composed, though her ears pinked slightly, gave him a narrowed look. “That is your fault. You invited my family to your Yule, and then Neville’s grandmother insisted they stay with them.”

Harry smirked. “Didn’t realise I was playing matchmaker for the in-laws.”

Nevil...

MHA107- Traitor

Given?

Except for Izuku’s Inherited Quirk, which he took from All Might last year, I had never seen the system flagging anyone with these labels. Izuku’s Inherited was the first. Now Aoyama’s Given was the second.

I stared at the screen for a second longer, then closed it.

Aoyama wasn’t looking at me anymore. His eyes had drifted back to Izuku’s window. The usual fake confidence wasn’t there. No flashy smile, no dramatic posing. Just a kid standing in the dark, s...

MHA106- Given

By the time I got back to the dorms, it was late enough that nobody should’ve been awake.

Keyword, should have.

I stepped through the front door and immediately froze. Eighteen teenagers stared at me like I had just walked into my own damn intervention.

Kaminari was crouched behind the couch like a raccoon in the fridge. Sero had his phone camera trained on the hallway like he was filming a wildlife documentary. Mina was halfway down the stairs with a fucking bowl of popco...

Patreon Exclusive- Eri #1- Candy Moments

The sun made a warm square on the lounge floor.

Eri sat inside it.

The tile was smooth beneath her legs, her knees tucked in, socks too long for her feet. Outside the window, a branch tapped the glass. She didn’t flinch this time. Just blinked at the sudden voice that would fright her a few days ago.

She reached into her pouch.

The fabric was soft but strong. Nejire had helped her pick it. Pink, with little clouds stitched on the edge. Inside were seven candies, each...

HP425- Power Beyond

“Both, I suspect,” Nicolas said with a heavy breath. “He’s too soft. And I fear he didn’t go to stop Voldemort—he went to stop others from killing him.”

The cup in Harry’s hand snapped in two, hot tea spilling across his palm and coat. He dropped the pieces onto the table with a sharp clink.

“To stop others?” he asked, voice low but sharp.

Perenelle was already up, wand flicking quickly to dry the spill and clear the shards from the table. Her other hand ...

MHA105- Misery-chan Loves Company

Mirko cackled. "Nah, nah, you gotta OWN IT. Next press conference? Show up in the dress."

I swung at her. She dodged, still laughing.

"You think this is funny, huh?"

She grinned. "Bro, this is the funniest fucking thing I’ve ever seen."

I exhaled, staring at the city again. "...I need to wipe my existence from the planet."

Mirko stretched, cracking her neck. "Too late, maid boy. You’re a legend now."

I walked into class the next morning expecting respec...

MHA104- The End for Ryuu

There will be a second chapter. Memes are at the end.

I sat on the roof of the agency, smoking. The city stretched below, lights flickering, some still, some moving. The stars were there if you knew where to look, but the glow from the buildings drowned out most of them. Fuck light pollution. Can’t even see the stars anymore, just the reflection of society jerking itself off.

The door creaked open behind me. Mirko dropped down next to me, legs hanging over the e...

HP424- To Save

The water was hot, steam curling off the surface, held steady by charmwork. Harry slid in, leaning back until only his head stayed above water. His muscles eased, heat seeping in. No aches, no cold, no shouting. Just silence and warmth.

Nigel’s voice cut in. “What’s the plan? No big evil hanging around school this year.”

Harry didn’t open his eyes. “You didn’t have to jinx it.”

“I’m simply observing. First time since you set foot in Hogwarts, you’re not...

MHA103- Verdict

Mom, Eri, Izuku, Nejire, Ryukyu, Mirko, Uraraka, Tsuyu, and a handful of sidekicks I didn't bother remembering all sat together to eat. Plates filled with tempura, rice, miso soup, and whatever else Mom decided to throw on the table. Eri sat between Nejire and Mom, tiny hands gripping her chopsticks.

Nejire kept pointing at different dishes, telling her to try this, that, everything. "Ooo, this one's good! And this one! Oh, you have to eat this one with soy sauce!"

Eri just stared...

MHA102- Candy

The moment we stepped outside, Nejire practically tackled me. “That was so cool!”

I grunted. “Get off.”

She ignored me, still grinning. “Seriously! That whole ‘I’m a damn good hero’ line? That was sick.”

Mirio chuckled. “Not exactly humble.”

I shrugged. “I didn’t lie.”

Nejire floated back slightly, still beaming. “So, what now?”

“Like I said.” I shoved my hands into my pockets. “I’m gonna sleep.”

Mirko clapped...

HP423- Safe House

They stood like that for a moment, the wind tugging at their clothes, the cold starting to slip into their sleeves. Luna was still tucked lightly against his side, arms around his waist like it was the most natural thing in the world.

She tilted her head up a bit. “You don’t think the frost gnats will retaliate, do you?”

Harry snorted. “Only if they’ve got suicidal tendencies.”

“Some do,” Luna said, tone casual. “The really dramatic ones fling themselves in...

MHA101- Press

"Put the device. You can take him, kill him. The fuck ever you want."

Toga replied immediately. A string of hearts, a dripping emoji, and something that was probably meant to be a kiss. I ignored it. Deleting the message.

Tsuragamae, Nighteye, and Ryukyu were already walking toward me.

I pocketed my phone. “What now?”

Tsuragamae looked at me like he was debating whether to put me in cuffs anyway. “Press conference.”

I scoffed. “Great.”

“We kep...

HP422- You Always Do

Luna tugged Harry forward without waiting.

Inside, the house looked like someone had challenged gravity to a duel and lost. Shelves leaned in odd directions, stacks of books covered every surface, and some kind of windchime made of cutlery hung from the ceiling. The kettle whistled like it was trying to start a fire.

Xenophilius swept in ahead of them, robes covered in ink stains and something that looked like lemon pulp. “I’ve got that honeyroot blend you like, Luna. And som...

MHA100- Done Deal!

MAN! 100 chapters! Hope you like this one!

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Izuku came next. From above. “100%!”

He dropped like a missile, landing on Chisaki’s left side, cracking part of the fused flesh open. Steam burst from his boots. Lightning snapped through the air.

Mirio tackled him from the opposite direction, targeting joints.

Nejire hovered above, charged another shot.

“Ryuu, now!” she yelled.

[Endless Momentum: 90%]

I broke left.

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Epilogue- Marvel

The stars above had stopped moving.

A vast ring of light—once Heaven's boundary—hung broken in the void, its shards spiraling in slow-motion around the battlefield like frozen prayers. Below, what remained of Heaven's Gate floated in solemn ruin, twisted golden archways tangled with chains of celestial marrow.

And in the center of it all, suspended in gravity's absence, Nero walked forward alone.

His black coat drifted in the still air. Embers curled around Nero's wrists...

MHA99- Overhaul

“Midoriya!” Nighteye’s voice cracked through the hall, sharp as a gunshot.

Rock Lock barreled in from the left, slamming a wall panel open like it owed him money. “What the fuck—”

They made a mistake.

They stepped between me and my prey.

I was so lost.

His Quirk brought out the truth—and rage with it. The kind of rage that boiled under your skin for months, years, lives. Rage you learned to tuck into neat little jokes, sharp little quips. Rage you d...

MHA98- Unleashed Rage

I tilted my head. “Then don’t go.”

Nighteye’s eyes flicked toward me, sharp, but he didn’t take the bait.

Tsuragamae tapped his fingers against the table. “Verification will take time. We don’t have that.”

“Then we go with what we have,” Ryukyu said. “If we wait, they’ll move again.”

“Agreed,” Eraserhead said. “We lock in the location and plan accordingly.”

Nighteye looked at the map again. “Entry points?”

One of the of...

Patreon Exclusive— Welcome to U.A. Lil’ Sprouts Division- Part 3, Naptime Is a Lie

U.A. Kindergarten – Lil’ Sprouts Division

Time: Supposedly “quiet time.”

Aizawa stood in front of the dimmed room, holding a blanket in one hand and a broken soul in the other.

“This is naptime,” he said slowly, as if explaining thermonuclear physics to houseplants. “That means you lay down, close your eyes, and stop existing for twenty minutes.”

Twenty seconds passed.

Someone farted.

Another juice box burst.

Then Ryuu raised his hand...

HP421- Lovegoods

After a brief silence, Snape asked, not raising his head. “Did anyone come when he summoned?”

Harry glanced at him, slow. “Funny question.”

Snape’s eyes finally lifted, sharp, focused. “But still a question.”

Harry didn’t answer right away. He looked back at the desk, tapped a knuckle lightly against the wood. “How do you know he summoned anyone?”

Snape didn’t blink. Didn’t look away either.

No reply.

Harry gave the smallest tilt of ...

MHA97- Briefing

Time to get to work.

I called Tsuragamae. “I have the location. Gather your forces. Ryukyu, Mirko, and I will be part of the operation. They change places a lot, so the address might shift, but I guarantee they’re there.”

Silence on the other end. Then, "Where did you get this?"

"Does it matter?"

"It does when we're committing resources. If your source is unreliable—"

"It’s solid. You want names? Layout? Numbers? I have it all."

A heavy sigh. Of c...

HP420- Blunt Realities

Following weeks passed in relative calm. Hogwarts had slid back into its usual pattern—classes, training, dodging Peeves, bribing House Elves for snacks between meals. Nothing exploded. No surprise duels in the corridors.

Harry noticed the shift around the second Thursday. Breakfast came and went, and Dumbledore didn’t show. That wasn’t strange by itself—sometimes he skipped meals—but by the weekend, rumors started floating. A few said he was meeting with foreign Ministries. O...

MHA96- Tick-F*cking-Tock

After a while, she rested her chin on her hand. “So? Do you regret it?”

I didn’t look up. “Regret what?”

“Y’know.” She twirled her spoon. “The whole ‘ruining Four-eyes’ plan and putting yourself on the Commission’s hit list’ thing.”

I rolled my eyes. “So you know?”

Toga spun her spoon like she was twirling a blade, eyes gleaming like she’d just watched someone die creatively. “Everyone with a little bit of internet connection knows.�...