Mineta by XenoWrites
19 Sep 2021
"When will this end? When you've flipped the Meta Liberation Army on its head?" Chitose asked. "All of Japan? The world?"
"I'm not trying to do that," Mineta said, shaking his head. "I'm just trying to live my life. If one man can threaten a group just by existing, then it's a bad group. What I do with my life isn't any concern of theirs, so long as I don't harm them."
"A lot of groups would disagree with that," Chitose pointed out. "When their followers leave because of you, they think you're harmful. You're stealing their people."
"Individuals have free will," Mineta replied. "They're not slaves. They're not property. Those groups don't own their followers. That's how this whole mess got started."
28 Aug 2021
Welcome to Junko's Story! This series is going to be a bunch of works revolving around my OC, Junko Aikawa.
The stories will be in chronological order, for your convenience!
28 Aug 2021
“Ok, I should have Uraraka Ochako, Todoroki Shouto, Hagakure Tooru, Midoriya Izuku, and Yaoyorozu Momo. Are you all here?” Junko looked up from her binder with a sigh. She knew that the hero students weren’t expected to be… good at designing costumes, but this was honestly a bit ridiculous. Like, the invisible girl only had shoes and gloves.
How anyone approved that, she’ll never know.
Or, Junko reunites with an old friend.
(Takes place the afternoon of Chapter 15 of I Feel Like I Know You)
- Part 2 of Junko's Story
11 May 2021
MirukoWorker: so... DadMight, what course are u applying to?
DadMight715: ok in my defense i made this handle when i was like,, 8
MirukoWorker: still haven't changed it tho
- Part 1 of Junko's Story
01 Jan 2021
"Chaos isn't a pit. Chaos is a ladder," I remember once hearing. "Many who try to climb it fail and never get to try again — the fall breaks them. And some are given a chance to climb, but they refuse. They cling to the world, or the gods, or love ... illusions. Only the ladder is real; the climb is all there is."
I knew the power of a tiny change, after all. Invisible and inevitable, like a butterfly that beats its wings in one corner of the globe and with that single action changes the weather halfway across the world.
What if a child who wasn't meant born to be was?
What if a world was shattered as a result?
What if it changed everything?
"Remember kid, there’s heroes, and there's legends. Heroes get remembered, but...