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Please Read Rehabilitation and New Game Plus Side Stories, as they contain important information for this story. https://archiveofourown.org/works/38286136/chapters/95664625 https://archiveofourown.org/works/39049719/chapters/97681236 X "I know about One For All!" Toshinori practically vomited blood on the ground in shock, and Izuku waited until he was finished heaving before continuing. "I know how All For One gave you your injury, how you can only use your Quirk for about three hours a day because of it, that the form you take as All Might is just that, another form. I know about Nana Shimura and Gran Torino, and I also know that All For One is still alive!" Izuku stopped to catch his breath, before he noticed the man staring at him, the look in his eyes showing contemplation on whether or not he should attack the teen before him or hear him out. "Explain." X An incident involving Eri's Quirk and a Trigger bullet ends up catapulting Izuku back to the day of the Sludge Villain Incident. X https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Fanfic/NewGamePlus2022

Tony eyed Peter for a moment. He looked nervous, tense. Scared. His knee was bouncing rapidly and Tony caught sight of the kid’s fingers plucking at the edge of his hoodie beneath his folded arms. The mannerisms were familiar, so strangely familiar, though Tony couldn’t quite place why. He pondered it for a half a breath before stepping forward.“So.” Tony stopped in front of Peter. “You're the Spider...ling. Crime-fighting Spider. You're Spider-Boy?”“I’m S…” Peter looked away, exasperated. “Spider-Man.”Confirmation. It wasn’t until Tony was back in his car with Happy that he even paused to ponder the familiarity of the kid in the apartment, the lingering thoughts in the back of his mind, the tiny voice wondering why it felt like he had met Peter before. There was something oddly recognizable about him. Speaking with Peter - watching him, listening to him - was gnawing at the back of his mind. It was like there was something he was forgetting, something that was so memorable and yet just out of reach. xXx "Boss, I have the results from Mr. Parker's blood work. I've found a match in the system.""A match to what, FRIDAY?"A name lit up the screen. Tony blanched. God, he needed a drink.

You could hear the killer, their footsteps clicking near the cupboard you were hidden in. It was so dark, and you could see a faint glow coming off of them. You were about to die. What a shame Karl had your hat. (If any these people want my fic taken down or them taken out I will do it no questions asked.)

Lance is the number one butler at a maid cafe, and his number one customer? Just his old High School rival Keith.

“No it’s- My apologies. He’s just-” Mariah cut herself off, her gaze and hatred for him stinging as their eyes met. The brown pools held enough hostility behind them that he could feel a headache starting. Tommy settled back in the shitty leather chair that was probably older than he was, picking at the frayed outer layer as he half-assed listened to her. He knew what she was going to say about him. It’s what everyone said. Because it was true. “He’s a problem child.” --- Rewrite? Yes

“You got a random bloke to join us for sex?” Louis says eventually, just to clarify.“Not some random guy, Harry, from the Tesco down the street” Eleanor says, like it makes perfect sense.