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MHA: [HEROINES CROSSOVER] ME? IM FROM CLASS D!

Alternative Universe. A lot of nonsense ideas, questionable logic, and a plot that might or might not exist. Honestly, I’m not even sure this thing deserves to be called a plot. If you already hated the first two chapters, don’t continue reading. Save yourself the time. Also, don’t leave your personal “this should be like this” or “that should be like that” opinions. This story was never written to satisfy every reader. In fact, I wouldn’t even strongly recommend this fan fiction. It exists mostly as something I wrote for myself, a way to pass time and explore a few ridiculous “what if” ideas. As usual, the OC dies, gains some power, and gets reincarnated into a crossover world where many things don’t make sense. My Hero Academia will be the main world, but since this is an AU, expect plenty of deviations and unexpected elements. To be completely honest, this fan fiction is basically just a creative experiment. It’s not meant to be taken too seriously. It simply exists to answer a random “what if” scenario that crossed my mind. This is written in a light novel style, and the pacing is slow. ( ̄ー ̄) . . . One Piece was created by Eiichiro Oda, who began the series in 1997 and turned it into the best-selling manga in history. Naruto was authored by Masashi Kishimoto, who launched the ninja epic in 1999, exploring themes of loneliness and perseverance. Bleach was created by Tite Kubo, who introduced his stylish supernatural story about Shinigami in 2001. Finally, My Hero Academia (MHA) was created by Kohei Horikoshi in 2014, blending traditional shonen elements with strong inspiration from Western superhero comics. . . . Maki is the OC. Originally just a random guy. . . . The cover image isn’t mine. I found it on Google. . . . If you’re 18 or below, go somewhere else. This isn’t for you. Also, I’m typing this on my phone’s keyboard, so expect plenty of typos and mistakes. If you’re still planning to read this, you might need to turn off your brain for a bit. (Not literally.) . . . Most importantly, I’m not interested in reading comments about how the story “should” be written. “This should happen.” “That should change.” “I hate this.” “I hate that.” First of all, this is my fan fiction. So instead of lecturing someone else about how they should write, why not create your own story? I’m writing my own nonsense for my own reasons, not to meet someone else’s personal standards. . . . Peace out. “Why publish it? Simple. I wrote it, so I published it. Not for approval, not for views , and certainly not to babysit everyone’s fragile opinions. I’ve warned you from the start—this isn’t for everyone. If the first chapter made you roll your eyes, feel free to leave quietly. Don’t stick around to sprinkle your bitterness and unsolicited critiques across my work. This story exists on my terms, not yours, and that’s the entire point.” .. .. .. .. .. .. For the people who still don’t get it, let me make this painfully simple. I’m not here to entertain your personal opinions, essays, or whatever intellectual gymnastics you’re trying to perform in the comment section. If you’re here to rant, argue, or prove how loudly you can misunderstand something, congratulations. You’ll be banned. Feel free to keep shouting into the void somewhere else. You’re absolutely free to display just how impressively low your reading comprehension can go. Freedom of expression is a wonderful thing, especially when it reveals exactly how little someone understood in the first place. “I publish so I can experience my own story, hear it in audio, and prove it exists outside my head. That’s it. End of discussion.” [ well I used Libby, sonia and Ryan voices for the audio at 1.00 speed ] [ Sorry, the story doesn’t revolve around a random reader who thinks their opinion is law. ] Readers accept that not every story is for them. Fake critics believe every story exists for their approval.
AmN_Not · 676.1k Views

Second Bench, First Feelings

Is it a love story? It's a war. A war bbetween ranks and feelings. Between ego and attraction. Maybe distractions? Between "I don't care" and "why the hell do I care so much?" This is about the chaos friends create after vanishing for 2 years and unfinished romance that is reborn. What happened 2 years ago and what's going to happen next is to be found. Kiara Oberoi, a tranferee. She used to fearless, a fighter, teacher's favourite and everyone's idol. The girl who would shut the class up with one look. Then lockdown happened. And suddenly, she forgot how to be that girl. With new school. New faces and bigger competition. Will she regain herself or change for better? Anyhow she gives life to her section which gradually becomes the most chaotic and troublemaker section of this school. Because intelligence and madness can co-exist. Friendships form. Friendships break. Crushes start as jokes and end as disasters. Egos clash like plates in a messy kitchen. One minute they're fighting over ranks. Next minute they're fighting over who likes whom. And Kiara? She's stuck in the middle. Trying to win academically. Trying to protect her heart. Because in this class, nobody lives peacefully. Nobody competes gently. And nobody forgets easily. It's teenage life. Messy, Loud, Romantic, Petty And Deep So Deep. So annoying! Kiara wants the top rank, she wants control. She wants to prove she still is *that* girl. Unfortunately, the universe sends her competition with a face. A handsome one? Vihaan Ahuja. The quiet, dangerous kind. Good at academics. Good at sports. Good at music. Good at comebacks. Exactly what Kiara used to be and what she wants to be again. He avoids girls like they're exams he didn't study for. He doesn't chase attention. It follows him anyways. And somehow, every academic battle between them feels personal. So annoying! Then there's Arjun Mehra. The opposite. Relaxed and Charming without trying. Doesn't care about ranks - but cares about winning on the field. Where Vihaan is silent tension, Vihaan is easy warmth. Where Vihaan competes with his mind, Arjun slowly enters her heart without asking permission. One challenges her. The other understands her. One makes her angry. The other makes her comfortable. One looks at her like she's a rival. The other looks at her like she's something more. So Deep. Kiara has to choose- Win the rank? Win the argument? Or lose her heart? This isn't a love triangle. This is a love-polygon. When sparks start flying between people who refused to admit what they feel... Things don't just get dramatic. They explode
Chaos_is_my_life · 776 Views

Hakurage no ame Hara (ハクラゲの雨原-Hakurage's Fields of Rain)

On rainy mornings in Tokyo, fourteen-year-old Shinji Minakawa escapes his brutal home life to find solace in an abandoned winter garden. There, he encounters Hakurage Shizu, a mysterious fifteen-year-old gardener living alone among impossible blooms and fading memories. Shinji's world is one of violence and poverty—a father whose fists speak louder than words, a mother drowning in three jobs, and nights spent at a convenience store just to survive. Art is his only refuge, though his parents call it worthless dreaming. Hakurage's world ended six years ago when his parents died in a storm he believes he caused. Now he tends their botanical research facility alone, fighting to preserve their legacy before creditors seize everything in six months. The garden is all he has left—and it's dying. They strike a deal: Shinji will create paintings for Hakurage to sell, funding the garden's restoration. But the subjects Hakurage requests are strangely specific—a red swing set, a paper boat in hydrangeas, a broken fountain. Each painting awakens something in Shinji, fragments of a past he can't quite remember. As the rainy season deepens, so does their bond. Two kids carrying unbearable weights find in each other what they've been missing: someone who understands that survival is its own kind of courage. But the paintings are more than commissions—they're keys to a forgotten childhood friendship, to a tragedy that destroyed both their families simultaneously, to a connection that was severed but never truly broken. With time running out and their demons closing in, Shinji and Hakurage must face the truth buried beneath six years of grief and trauma. In a garden where winter flowers bloom against all logic, they'll discover that some bonds grow back stronger than before—like petals pushing through frost, beautiful and impossible and utterly real. A 14-episode emotional odyssey exploring trauma, memory, found family, and the redemptive power of art and connection. 雨の東京の朝、14歳の皆川シンジは、荒んだ家庭生活から逃れ、打ち捨てられた冬の庭園に安らぎを見出す。そこで彼は、不可能に咲き誇る花々と薄れゆく記憶の中に一人で暮らす、謎めいた15歳の庭師、志津葉蔵に出会う。 シンジの世界は暴力と貧困に満ちている――言葉よりも拳で語る父親、三つの仕事に溺れる母親、そして生き延びるためだけにコンビニで夜を過ごす日々。アートは彼の唯一の避難所だが、両親はそれを「無価値な夢想」と呼ぶ。 葉蔵の世界は、彼自身が引き起こしたと信じる嵐の中で両親が亡くなった6年前に終わった。今、彼は一人で彼らの植物研究施設を手入れし、債権者が6ヶ月後にすべてを差し押さえる前に、彼らの遺産を守るために闘っている。庭園は彼に残されたすべて――そして、それは死に瀕している。 二人は取引を結ぶ。シンジが葉蔵に売るための絵を描き、庭園の修復資金とするのだ。しかし、葉蔵が要求する主題は奇妙に具体的だ――赤いブランコ、紫陽花の中の紙の船、壊れた噴水。それぞれの絵はシンジの中で何かを呼び覚ます。それは彼が完全には思い出せない過去の断片だった。 雨季が深まるにつれて、彼らの絆も深まっていく。耐え難い重荷を背負った二人の少年は、お互いの中に、自分たちが失っていたものを見つける。それは、「生き残ること」がそれ自体、一種の勇気であることを理解してくれる誰かだ。だが、その絵は単なる依頼以上のものだった――それは、忘れ去られた幼い頃の友情、同時に両家族を破壊した悲劇、そして断ち切られたが決して壊れてはいなかった繋がりへの鍵なのだ。 時間がなくなり、彼らの抱える悪魔が迫る中、シンジと葉蔵は、6年間の悲しみとトラウマの下に埋もれた真実と向き合わなければならない。すべての論理に反して冬の花が咲くこの庭園で、彼らはある種の絆が、以前よりも強く成長することを発見するだろう――まるで霜を突き破って咲く花びらのように、美しく、不可能で、そして全くの現実として。 トラウマ、記憶、見つけた家族、そしてアートと繋がりの持つ救済力を探求する、全14話の感動的な物語。
Shyzuli_2 · 15.7k Views

What Do You Mean I Have To Comprehend Dao As A Mortal God?

Six years ago, the very first portal appeared that carried mana into Earth, awakening powers within humans. Some used them for selfish reasons while others thought to use them for the betterment of society. Everything changed when monsters appeared through these portals and humanity had to fight back against them for our survival. Amongst them were individuals who had awakened godlike powers that came straight from mythology: A New Yorker who has multiple pairs of wings sprouting from his back while carrying a scroll and pen; A Ukrainian firefighter who controls fire with the embodiment of a primordial demon; and even a Japanese historian who wields lightning that materialises floating drums on his back. They were Mortal Gods, mortals that had the power of Gods and now stand above humanity to supposedly protect us from the monsters beyond the portal. I was just another normal awakened human who was about to meet my end when a jade book appeared in front of me. What do you mean I have to comprehend Dao?! *** Notes: Any R-rated scenes will be denoted by a '*' followed by an 'R' with the number of 'R's showing how much of it is R-rated. '*R' would be around 25%, '*RR' would be about 50% and '*RRR' would most likely be the entire chapter. MC is a male but there may be some intersex characters who may or may not be involved with the MC in the story so if that's also unacceptable to you then consider yourself warned. Also yes to harem. No to NTR. You can join our discord through this link: https://discord.gg/CRrb56c
Draekai · 154.4k Views

What Do You Mean There Are Other Transmigrators In My Harem Fantasy?

In the most cliched fashion, a giant truck-kun smashed into my World, killing everyone with it. And in the next most cliched event, I was given a second chance in life by the gods to live another life in a world of swords, magic and dragons! It’s literally a dream come true! Be a hero? Who has the time?! Conquer the world? Like hell I’ll do something so troublesome! Diving into dungeons, exploring ancient ruins and meeting all the weirdos of the world? Sign me right up!! I’m only interested in travelling the world to find the most interesting materials I can use to write the best story I can! I’ll show you my creativity and dazzle this new world with the stories I’ll write! I’ll fight with dragons, swim with krakens, wrestle giants, eat all the cakes and bed the beauties! Time to live this life however I want! Eh? A psycho is running around the world saying that they are the hero who will slay the demon lord? Why is there such a crazy person? There’s someone out there threatening the world with nukes? How did they even find out how to make those? Some crazy hobo is going into other people’s houses to smash pots to look for money? That guy really must be crazy. What Do You Mean There Are Other Transmigrators In My Harem Fantasy? ----- [Character Creation:] [Gender:] [Male] [Female] >[Futa] *** Notes: Any R-rated scenes will be denoted by a '*' followed by an 'R' with the number of 'R's showing how much of it is R-rated. '*R' would be around 25%, '*RR' would be about 50% and '*RRR' would most likely be the entire chapter. You can join our discord through this link: https://discord.gg/CRrb56c
Draekai · 6m Views

The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress

Hera Avery is working several part-time jobs to pay for her university tuition. She is managing her work and love life simultaneously. Her boyfriend, who is a rising celebrity, made her pay for their expensive apartment located in a well-known building. The building is also home to well-known heirs and heiresses. On her boyfriend's birthday and their third anniversary, she returned home to their apartment only to find him with another woman. But what did she get in return? A slap on the face, a breakup and she was evicted from the apartment she was paying with her own money. After being evicted and becoming homeless, she believed things couldn't get any worse. However, her cheating ex-boyfriend's wealthy new girlfriend went further by reaching out to every establishment and persuading them to blacklist her. This caused her to lose her means of living and they even spread rumors that she was obsessed with her former celebrity boyfriend and was attacked by his fans. Having no way out, she gritted her teeth. "Grandpa, I'm willing to inherit the consortium." Old Master Avery laughed heartily after hearing her conviction and sent a bank transfer to Hera. [ You received a $100,000,000,000 money transfer to your account ending in ####] [Note: My dear granddaughter, use this pocket money to treat yourself to anything you desire. Don't be frugal, and if you spend it all, don't hesitate to ask me for more.] Hera was astounded. When her identity was announced, her ex-boyfriend kneeled and cried to her, for her to take him back. The sarcastic Male lead 1: Do you think it's your turn? Look behind. When her ex-boyfriend looked back, he saw influential men lining up with bouquets of roses to woo Hera. The cold Male lead 2: It's your fault for being blind. Cry and beg but you'll have no chance as long as we are here. The brutal and impatient Male lead 3: Do you want me to break your legs?! The entertainment King Male lead 4: You're just a little star but you want to bypass me? The hot-headed Male lead 5: I'll make sure, you'll be shelve. The coquettish Male lead 6: Wifey, they are trying to steal you from me! Seeing the problematic Male leads, Hera felt an incoming headache not knowing what to do. "Let's just go with the flow then!"
GoddessKM · 2.2m Views