"The Mona Lisa has been stolen twice. The one we have in the Louvre could very well be a fake, but millions of people visit Paris every year to see it, no?" In which art is discussed, forged, stolen, exploited, and loved. It's all the same, if you think about it. [ART THEFT AU]

Just through the rainbow from the world we know, lies Fairytopia. In this magically perfect utopia where fairies live a merry and tranquil life in their fragrant homes made out of peonies and bellflowers, it is quite the misfortune to be born without wings. In any universe, it's usually quite a misfortune to be born as Midoriya Izuku. [FAIRYTOPIA AU]

Eijirou looks at the talisman. And then does a double take. "This just says 'fuck off' in kanji," Eijirou says to Midoriya. "It's very effective," Midoriya says to Eijirou. "What the hell is going on," Jirou says to the room. (In which the dorms are haunted and Midoriya is an exorcist. In, you know, a manner of speaking.)

Midoriya Izuku always got cards up one sleeve and his heart on the other. [A collection of stories about a certain vigilante from perspectives of various characters. Stories are not in chronological order, but they happen in the same timeline/universe — all for you to piece together. Vigilante!Deku AU]

Midoriya Izuku woke up in a morgue. Who knew Kacchan's advise could be so useful? (Or: Midoriya Izuku is going to be a hero. He is going to die trying.) [IZUKU HAS A QUIRK AU/CANON DIVERGENCE/IZUKU CAN'T DIE]

"You think they have cameras? Like you know, Saw type of shit? Are they watching us?" the criminal squints at the ceiling corners, his handcuffs rattling as he shifts in his seat. "Oh my god, what if they're live-streaming this to some sick fucks on the dark web or something?" [Detective Shinsou Hitoshi is trapped in a room with a criminal. One of them has to die.]

"Who are you? What are you?" Izuku says again, even though he knows. He knows. And then the boy says, "I'm you, stupid. The real question is—what are you?" Midoriya Izuku is many things. He is a Human, a Shinigami, a Hollow. He is a monster, a demon, a god. In other words: just a boy. [BLEACH AU/NO QUIRK AU]

Bakugou Katsuki holds the long-reigning spot of being the number one student in Aldera High School. Following after him is the meek and timid Midoriya Izuku forever stuck in the number two spot. This soon changes, however, when Deku seems to be mysteriously preoccupied with something else other than his studies. Naturally, this pisses the fuck out of Katsuki.[BLEACH AU/NO QUIRK AU]

Shinsou Hitoshi, a twenty-one year old Underground Pro-Hero novice is looking for his big break. There is a new strain of Quirk-destroying drugs spreading in the underbelly of Musutafu that might not be so new after all—along with a friendly stranger willing to lend a helping hand. Hitoshi has never been good at making friends. AU CANON DIVERGENCE

"What'll we do if there are like," Ochako says. "Like, bears?" "I'm gonna blow up the shit out of it," Katsuki says. "You think your Quirk is any use against bears when it's literally useless against me?" "Fuck you Deku." Several underpaid sidekicks slash aspiring Heroes go camping on a day off. Everything goes kinda well.

"Todoroki-kun," Midoriya says. "Are you vaping?" "No," Todoroki says as a plume of smoke comes out of his mouth.

What is Todoroki Shouto? He is the crown prince, the heir of his father's Nation. He is an anomaly, the weapon of his father's ambition. What he is not, however, is the avatar. Todoroki Shouto is not someone—something— that is supposed to exist. [The story of how Todoroki Shouto encounters the Avatar, and love.] (TODODEKU AVATAR AU)

Midoriya Izuku never went to UA and Bakugou Katsuki is now the designated Problem Kid of the class. If Aizawa Shouta plays his cards right, the upcoming U.S.J. training should prove to be a good development for the kid. If all goes according to plan, the activity should push Bakugou to finally see his classmates as his equals. If all goes according to plan.

Ah, this inverted world again, he thinks. This off-kilter, off-center, slanted world. Ichigo watches as the clouds fall from the sky with the plaintive whistle of the wind. The end of the horizon is tainted dull. "A storm is brewing," Zangetsu says. [Ichigo's headspace attempts to talk him down. One shot. CW: suicide]

Body is a body is a body, and hers is perfect. Constructed, furnished, man-made. Her skin is warm human and untouchable machine. She counts the ribs underneath her breasts with the gallows of her knives. And she is beautiful, for they tell her so.

The times people meet Dick Grayson. Not Robin, not Nightwing — just Dick. (Or: Dick Grayson is a hero, has always been and will always be, no matter what name he takes.)

"You know what," Jason says. "This is going to be a fucking disaster. Bruce can suck my dick." "Okay," Dick pauses. He has been driving for an hour, now. "Um, that's weird, dude." [In which the Bat Boys are having a weekend off at the Kent household in a babysitting gig.]

"What do you mean you have no quirk?" "Well," Red Robin says, a little confused by the question. "I mean that I have no quirk. None of us do." "Damn straight," Red Hood says. "You superpowered bitches ain't got nothing on me." [BNHA AU. Series of stories of the Bats screwing around in the hero world.]

"Well, well, well," Midnighter says. Him. "We meet again." "Unfortunately," Agent 37 says, cheerily, and throws him a roundhouse kick. "Must be fate," another kick, then a jab. Midnighter's left. He sees it all. "Gosh," Agent 37 wields his batons. "I sure hope not."

This isn't the most gruesome scene that Dick has ever seen. Not the worst thing he's ever seen. Not really. "Stay back," Robin says. "Can't contaminate the scene."

"Pray as much as you want, you poor, poor fucking thing," Nightwing says, fingers trembling and how easy, how easy it'd be — he knows how easily people die. A pull of a trigger. A snap of a rope. "Your soul is beyond saving." [Three hours until sunrise and Nightwing walks himself through a panic attack. Makes a call.]

They got, yet again, another kid in the Manor. A Talon, this time. A literal trained-assassin who isn't even wholly human, and who, just six months ago, had tried to kill Bruce himself. Jason had said, "you better not be making a mistake, Batman." Six months later, Dick — Dick, seriously, of all names — is still here. And worse, he has grown on them — like a fucking mold.

He is you, and you, he. He has your eyes (yours, jaded emerald, and his, wine red) and your hands (the same bloody ones) and your skin (and your heart).

Hijikata finds his roommate quite insufferable. [College AU/Roommate AU]

Because he will do whatever, he will give whatever it takes – a heart or two, gallons of gold and/or blood and/or bloodied gold, a fallen empire, a princess' broken heart, a whole goddamn country, a head or two – to see him, once, just once...