“I Am Not All Might” Izuku Snarled Out.

this fanfic is not written by me! It is written by the wonderful wrathkitty! In my unprofessional opinion, it's better than BlueSky.

zuku stood in front of Gran Torino's dilapidated old “base” with his things pack and really to go. He was almost sad to leave. Gran Torino was a good teacher, maybe better than All Might was.

“Hey, old man, thanks for everything,” Izuku said sincerely. Gran Torino just looked confused.

“I had nothing to do with what happened to you, you know. I didn’t do that much” Gran Torino grumbled.

“I know, but if you hadn't said all that you did, and the sparring... I don’t think I would have lasted very long. It was because of you, that I was able to face the hero killer.” Izuku said truthfully. He couldn’t let himself lie to this man. he trusted the old coot, maybe a little too much, because Gran smacked his leg with his walking stick.

“Ow!”

Chapter six! Ta-da!

Adrien could help but smiled at when he saw marinette wearing the earrings he got her. The were simple and beautiful, designed to look like little ladybugs were crawling on her ears. He thought that she would like them. She walked passed the table he and nino sat at in the library, alya following close behind, texting on her phone.

Marinette caught his gaze like no other girl he had met before.

‘If only she wasn’t mad at me for the stupid gum, I bet we’d be the best of friends. Maybe even more…’

“What are you smiling at?” Asked nino, breaking him out of his thoughts.

“Wha- nothing…” he flinched, his chin slipping off his hand.

“I wasn’t looking at anything.”

Nino gave him a look.

Bakugo stood in the field staring at his opponent. Uraraka. She looked at him with a hard face, one that he had only seen when she was looking at Izuku.

“Alright Uraraka, I am not going to hold back,” Bakugo said, stretching his arms to release any tension that might have crept upon him.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Uraraka said determinedly, “Backing down is not an option here!”

At the sound of “START!” Uraraka charged at him, hands wide as she readied to use her quirk on him. Bakugo stood still, waiting for her to come closer. He drew his hand back and a medium-sized explosion boomed, filling the air around them with smoke.

It had all started when Bakugo had gotten his quirk. Showing it off with a grin. Everyone praising him. It made sense that Izuku would be jealous. He was showing no signs of getting a quirk and soon it would be too late for one to manifest. He wanted to be praised too. He wanted to be a hero, just as much as Bakugo did. It wasn’t fair.

At first, Izuku had cried, wondering why he wouldn’t manifest his quirk. But his tears quickly turned to burning anger and simmering jealously. The world ignored the quirkless but Izuku didn’t want to be ignored.

Chapter two of my first fanfiction.

Chapter seven whoop whoop!

Sabine was in the bakery with her husband. The sweet scent of sugar and chocolate wafted in the air as she mixed a bowl of cookie dough together. It was her kwami’s favorite kind of cookie, chocolate chip. Sabine had to make more of those now that she was coccinelle. Tikki loved them and would wait under the table so that Sabine would be able to sneak her bits and pieces every so often with a warm smile. Tom was busy working on a birthday cake that someone had specially ordered for tomorrow. He was using a raspberry buttercream frosting that smelled delectable, expertly spreading the frosting on with a spatula. Of course Sabine had to sneak a little taste of it from the bowl for Tikki. The kwami felt lucky that her miraculous holder worked in a bakery.

Ever since the camping incident, Bakugo had been feeling confused, bewildered, a little angry, confuzzled, tricked, fooled, bamboozled, and unhinged. Things just weren’t making sense to him. It was like he had woken up that morning to find that his dad had an anger problem and his mother had become the sweetest creature on earth. Or gravity had shifted so that he could walk on the ceiling.

Why had Izuku saved him? It didn’t make sense. Midoriya didn’t even like him, didn’t even acknowledge his presence when they were standing in the same room. Sure, Midoriya had saved him before, but that was different. This time he was inviting himself to a world of pain. Bakugo had been scared, but if he could do it all over again, he would have had Midoriya stay. The kid had broken arms for goodness' sake.

Chapter four y’all!!!! 

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“I have to get out of here. Adrien may be grounded, but chat noir is not”.

“I like the way you’re thinking” said plagg with a wicked smile.

“Plagg claws out!” Said Adrien, punching the air with his right fist. The black cat kwami was sucked into his ring and Adrien transformed into chat noir. Chat noir leapt out the window, tail whipping around in excitement.