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After his dream is finally crushed, Izuku isn’t quite sure there’s anything left for him to live for, but...he can’t exactly kill himself either, not without hurting the people he cares the most about. So, when he realizes that the quirkless can’t technically be vigilantes, it seems like the best of both worlds. He’ll be able to save people even without being a hero and, if he happens to die while he’s at it...well, like Kacchan said, maybe he’d be born with a quirk in the next life. This fic has a discord.

When Hermione Jean Granger was one year old her parents died in a car crash. She knew all about it because she asked a lot of questions and her aunt and uncle believed in answering them. Why is the sky blue, auntie? Why are b's and d's like in the mirror? Where do songs come from? Why did Jenny Hopkins call me a--? Her father had accelerated into a green light, like you were supposed to. (By the time she was eight, Hermione had the driver's rulebook memorized). A truck driver, going the opposite way, hadn't stopped at a red. Hermione had been strapped in a car seat in the back, her aunt and uncle told her. She hadn't been hurt at all except for the scar that stood out, jagged, on her forehead. As Hermione grew up into a gangly, bushy-haired, buck-toothed wonder, she thought she could remember it-- a glaring green light, a rush of cold air.

Ethan--a capable, young(ish) man--knew himself. He knew his quirks, his faults, his abilities. Knew his daughter too, her smile, the shape her face made when she was hungry, or angry, or sleepy. He no longer knew Mia. And for his safety, as well as his daughter's, leaving her was his only option. But there was no running away from his past, only embracing it or die trying. No matter what, he was always destined to end up in The Village of Shadows.

He has never seen Sasuke like that. He has never seen him laugh like that, and this carefree expression in his eyes, lacking any kind of hatred or pain, is so much more than he could’ve dreamt to see on this face, that Naruto feels that he might cry.``````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` ...or the standard "wake up in his 12-year-old body" time travel fix-it, only it's not really standard and looks like there is nothing left for Naruto to fix :D ``````````````````````````````````````````````````````````````` UPD. It has a sequel now!

Alya dumps her and Nino's siblings onto Marinette so they can go to a class event Marinette's been excluded from and is unaware of. When Chloe suggests her and their friends should meet at the Grand Paris Hotel instead, she agrees as she thinks it'll be more fun for the kids. When Marinette gets to the hotel, she runs into Marlena Cesaire, who is on a break from her job. It turns out she wasn't aware of this happening. Oh well. They were going to get caught one day.

In which Karl's time travelling may have messed up the time space continuity more than he intended to. Follow the children's adventure as some of the beloved characters from the tales of the SMP get transported into the Dream SMP. And maybe, we will be able to find a family along the way. This is essentially me wondering how it would be if Dream at least has someone by his side. Therapy at his finest. This is pure crack until it is not.

An older and sadder Dean shows up at Rhonda's door, needing something he thinks he can get from her.

Caitlin is visiting her aunt on Valentine's and Chris misses her so, so much.

In some sick, depraved way, Alexander isn't surprised at all. John was always determined to martyr himself. Because John would always look at him from his hospital bed, grimacing under maybe one black eye, or a new scar forming through his eyebrow, and he would say to Alexander, "Spartans weren't afraid to die. Why should I be?"