My Hero Academia Fanfiction Watching The Show Ao3 の小説・ストーリー

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Someone wants information about a certain someone and is getting it from their ex-lover," Maria blurted and I bit my lip at how she knew. Fuck, I'm certainly screwed, I think and plop down on the couch to Sergio laughing at me rubbing my eyes. Miguel and Richard I pulled the pretty man to my room, his hand was super soft. I glanced back at him and he's grinning up at me. We stop in my room and he crosses his thin arms and looks around. "I usually expect dinner before going to the bedroom," he exclaimed as he walked towards my anime character collection. "You like anime, I've been watching My Hero Academia," he said looking at All Might. I raised my brow and sat on a couch in my huge room.

About the Author Henry C., also known as Beniochaaaan in wattpad is a big fan of anime. In her free time, she mostly spends it at home watching anime series, listening to Avril Lavigne’s songs or reading mysteries. An incoming college student who found peace and comfort on writing and reading mystery stories. For someone who’s still new in the field of writing, she’s still exploring every genre to find the right theme for her.

I’ve always assumed that they were on the same page when it came down to it. I flashed her an apologetic smile, “Maybe a new topic?” “Yeah.” Dola sighed, “I really don’t feel like crying over my beer…..well, not in public at least.” I chomped down another mouthful of chilli fries, wracking my brain for a new, new topic. “Have you seen the new episode of, “My Hero Academia”?” She suddenly blurts out. “Of course I have!” I giddly replied, “I told you, you should’ve read the manga.”

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Cannot hold his urge any longer, Alfi then. ... WHY AM I WRITING AN ADULT SEX STORY?! THERE’S NOTHING HAPPENED, REALLY! PROBABLY IT’S BECAUSE I HAVE WATCHED KUZU NO HONKAI AND DOMESTIC NA KANOJO THAT I END UP WRITING SUCH A PLOT. NOTHING! REALLY! I WATCHED THEM AS THE HEROINE LOOK LIKE MITSUHA. NO, NO! I DON’T PLAN TO DUMP HER NOR HAVE ANOTHER WAIFU!!! ARRGHHH! WHAT HAPPENED TO ME?!!!!

” Oh shit, she heard that? ”Oh, just a formality that she insisted on, Mama. Makes it easier to deal with each other outside the academic relation… I mean, the academic connection that we have.” ”I see… Hmmm… very peculiar but I guess it does make things more professional. Admittedly, your situation with her is quite unique…” ”I agree Mama. So I hope you're alright with…” ”It sounds like a perfect J-Drama storyline, Hero! It’s very cute, to be honest! I think there is a series that has a similar plot around four years ago! I’ve forgotten the title but I know there is one...”

 ~AUTHOR'S POV~

Because the first thing my hand wanted to do was draw the curve of his jaw, the set of his shoulders, the look in his eyes when he’d said I was insane. Worse, my laptop sat open on the coffee table, blinking at me. The document I’d been stuck on for weeks now had a whole new scene: my cat shifter hero catching the heroine mid-fall, grumbling about her being more trouble than she was worth. His sarcasm? Pure Ace. The way he cradled her despite himself? Definitely Ace. Even the hero’s crooked grin when he handed her back the cat? Yeah. Ace again. I shut the laptop with a snap and buried my face in my hands. “This is not happening.”

That look was nothing new—disappointment laced with regret for bringing me here. And Alaric—I noticed him watching me from the far end of the training ground sometimes. Not a casual glance. A quiet, deliberate study. An Alpha doesn't watch someone who won't fight without a reason. Unless he'd sensed something wrong. A she-wolf with Alpha bloodline who wouldn't shift—not because she couldn't, but because she wasn't able to. He'd probably already figured it out. That evening after the pack dinner, my phone screen lit up. A formal notice.