BlueeBlob

'Without Mom, what really am I?' Izuku always asked himself hypothetically...now, his mother was really gone.He still vividly remembers the blood seeping out of her, the small feeble smile she gave him before dying... the words of love she whispered as tears poured her eyes.. . .He should just die, I mean, what meaning is there in his life without his mother? He doesn't have a quirk, everybody hates him, his life is just a burden...Nobody truly needs, or cares for hi-. . ."𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗸𝗶𝗱!?". . .Now this zombie looking pro hero barges into his life, and just decides to take him to his house?What will happen to Izuku? Will he find the happiness he's looking for? Or will he end up on the same path again?Read his story to find out if he gets a happy ending, or not!. . .Note: I do not permit reposting or translating of this writing.…

BlueeBlob

Adopted into the Aizawa family - a family of cats and chaos and food from hell -, Izuku slowly settles in and gets to know himself in ways he couldn't before with the help of him new family.... . .Except...now...he's in U.A. high school, once again having to face his past he wanted to erase.Explosions and laughter echoed in his head.The sadness - the grief, the fear, the tears - that he hid and buried comes back to the surface, and just how long can Izuku go until he gives in?. . .Will someone notice? Will Izuku learn to forever bury the grief as he wants? Will his past catch up to him like he fears? Will he find an answer to his happiness?Read his story, or don't. He doesn't like expressing his feelings anyway.【𝐒𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐓𝐎 "[ 𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘐 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺? ] -𝘔𝘏𝘈" 𝐁𝐘 𝗕𝗹𝘂𝗲𝗲𝗬𝟬】…

BlueeBlob

Exactly what the title says🧍‍♀️[ ✫This is the most hideous thing I've made so um, 🧍‍♀️ ]…

BlueeBlob

❝𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘔𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘉𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭, 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘪𝘵?❞ . . . . 『 𝙆𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙤 𝙉𝙚𝙯𝙪𝙠𝙤 𝙭 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙊𝙉𝙀𝙎𝙃𝙊𝙏! 』ᴛɪᴍᴇ ꜱᴋɪᴘ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇꜰᴇᴀᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴꜱ/ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪɴᴀʟ ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴀʀᴄ. . .I do not own the cover picture.…

BlueeBlob

ON HITAUS⚠️!The last thing her ear heard was a loud but painfully silence beep, as her body died in the hospital bed.Why...does this happen?How-why was she still alive?Her eyes were still shut-afraid to open,she would think she was in the afterlife but...but the fresh breath going through her lung, her body on the ever so soft surface...if she was dead, why...did she feel so alive?...Her eyes flutter open as she hopes to see-perhaps clouds, or maybe burning lava-just to prove that she was in heaven, or hell. Only to see...an intricate light pink ceiling with gold border and light clouds. Though it appeared to be one of the most exquisite things she had ever seen-she was more so worried about something different...'...Where...am I...?'…