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Palingenesis- A concept of recreation or rebirth. Being in a similar situation to Pro Hero Hawks, Y/n L/n is contracted through the JHC to eliminate anyone who interferes with the JHC's plans. Getting ready for her next target, Y/n is stopped by All Might, who simply wants to save his previous predecessor's grandson. Knowing of her quirk and how it works, he hoped she would assist him in preventing the boy's downfall. MHA belongs to Kohei Horikoshi, I only own the parts of the story that I have written myself. This story is rated Mature for a reason. There will be triggering and upsetting scenes, if you are sensitive to certain subjects, please do not continue to read my story. Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoy!

Izuku quit dreaming of becoming a pro hero after three times of being denied. He decided to screw it, and just be normal. He has part time jobs, he recently graduated, he has a car, a nice apartment. And the support from his mom. That is all he needs. What he doesn't need is his childhood bully showing up in his Pro Hero costume outside his door. Or outside the window to his jobs. Or anywhere near him to be honest. But Izuku can't catch a break as Bakugo keeps asking him to become a hero. "Come on. You can become a hero." Bakugo said moving to stand in front of Izuku. "No, bitch. Now move over so I can clean up this spot. Also, fuck you." Izuku retorted with a broom in his hand This is kind of like crack treated seriously. So don't take it too seriously at times.

**This is an EraserDust story! (Aizawa x Shigaraki)** "My name isn't Eraserhead, by the way. It's Shouta Aizawa. You should know that, shouldn't you? With that crush of yours and all." "Well, I mean-" I can barely form a sentence, so instead I frown, scratching at my neck. "We're not really on a first name basis, Eraserhead." "Shouta," Eraser corrects, now glaring at me. "I hate my hero name. And after learning you're a big wuss, you don't need to keep up the big scary 'leader of the league' facade." "I could kill you! Reduce you to ashes!" "You play Animal Crossing in your freetime," Shouta chuckles. He spins back around, tucking his hands in his pockets. "I need to go see Recovery Girl. I'll keep this under wraps if you can behave, alright?" "Behave? Who do you think you are-" I begin, scratching furiously at my dry skin. "Be a good boy and stop scratching, would you?" Shouta says lazily, his voice raspy. "I'll see you around." ⚠️MENTIONS OF SUICIDE, NSFW⚠️

"WATCH OUT!" His head whipped around to the voice but didn't see a face, his back hit the pavement and he closed his eyes when he collided with the ground. "I am terribly sorry, are you hurt, sir?" a woman's voice asked. Aizawa opened his eyes and saw a tall, thin woman standing over him. His eyes went huge staring up at her, who was she? and why did she have the audacity to mow him down? "Sir?" She asked again, holding out her hand. The sun was too bright upon her features to make out too much but he took the offered hand and then came face to face with the lady who he had run into. Her eyes were the first thing she noticed, a red orange color. Her hair was a peachy blode and her tan skin seemed to glow in he sunlight and he could hear the ruffling of feathers behind her...was she...was she a...bird? "I really am sorry about this." Aizawa took a moment to respond, still flabberghasted from the fact that a bird like woman had knocked him down. He looked down at his feet and then back up at her, the embarassment sinking in. "It's fine. No harm done." He swallowed his humiliation. How did he not see her coming? "My name is Enara Takami. You are?" She asked. "Uh...Shota Aizawa." He cleared his throat. "Its nice to meet you, Enara."

Endeavor had been examining you for months, testing to see if you'd run from him, from his touch. Only a few times had you shied away from him, perhaps just surprised that he was touching you at all, or maybe even scared. He was twice your size, he expected you to be a little afraid. But now he had a sense that you wanted him, wanted his touch, and he wanted to give it to you. For months he had been lusting over you, desperate to deepen his touch on your skin, to learn what you felt like underneath your hero costume. And now he had you alone, after hours.

She was looking up from the bottom of the tub, the water stinging her eyes, her fathers monstrous face looking down at her with his hands around her neck. Her hands clawing at her fathers arms to no avail. "You are nothing to me! You will never be a hero as good as All Might! Don't speak to me unless you have something worth saying!" He seethed. Pria let out a little shriek and jolted from the fright of the memory.

I grew up wanting to be a hero... A hero that could save everyone. A hero, smiling to reassure others, like All-Might! The greatest hero! This world took that away. This world is pain. This world is scary. This world is sorrow. This world is wrong... Is a villain allowed to protect what he loves? Because I'm tired of losing everything... Phoenix quirk, anti-hero/villain Izuku.

"ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀʀꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀꜱᴛᴀɴᴅꜱ. ᴛʜᴇ ɪᴄᴇ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʀɢɪᴠᴇ." Most would say that your quirk manifested in a rather unusual way. In an environment filled with stress, it manifested on its own before lives were lost. Water manipulation. A boy, no older than four, vanished beneath the surface of the sea without anyone seeing - all until the sea parted and he coughed up water in the dry sand. Named a hero, written about in hundreds of papers, you became the nation's treasure overnight - for saving Endeavor's youngest son.

NO PICTURES ARE MINE!!!!! Midoriya was walking to the convenience store to get some food, when a villan started attacking! Midoriya quickly got into action, while trying to get civilians away, he was slapped on the back by the villan. Midoriya felt weird and fell to the ground. Eraserhead then came to the scene to battle the villlan. After he defeated the villan, he saw a child on the ground. He quickly ran over to the child and picked him up, that's when he realized, this child is Midoriya!

Aizawa Shota encounters an old enemy, the one girl who got the better of him back in high school. A simple little girl with a strange quirk that seemed weak, she nonetheless was the only one who ever humiliated him during school. What will he do now that the only woman who ever made him do something he didn't want to do is back at UA? Excerpt: "The way her quirk works is that whatever she writes comes true." All Might was explaining to the class. "That's not exactly right." Aizawa kept his eyes closed. "No?" All Might sounded surprised. "Not exactly." Scribe spoke up, and he noted that her voice was stronger than he'd anticipated. For some reason that did please him. Maybe he really didn't want her to be scared of him. "I have to believe in what I write. I have to will it to come true after I write it." "And you willed Mr. Aizawa to come make you tea?" Bakugo sounded amused. "What did you do the first time?" Silence fell in the room. Aizawa broke it. "She made me kiss her."