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I've never done a story on here before, please be gentle about it. I also will not promise consistent updates, but I promise that if I do ever disappear for over two months I'll make a note to y'all and let you know when I'll be back. Fair warning your writer has chronic health issues, works a job, and is a full-time student so no rushing pls and ty.
ALSO I WANNA SAY THIS!! JJ and Pope are not CURRENTLY TOGETHER IN THIS FIC. They dated in the past and its referenced often but they are not currently together. I wanted them to date because they very clearly have a deep romantic relationship in the show, but I also really wanted JJ to be with the OC that I created, so I decided to have them date in the past and keep that closeness.
Lastly, I know the grammar here sucks, trust the story is written a lot better I'm just too lazy to type properly right now.
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Lunamaris by pinkMilady19
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)
09 Mar 2026
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The masked man turned to him, stepping forward with leisurely cruelty.
"Ohh, what do we have here?" His voice was like gravel scraping glass. "The great healer’s runt. You've got your Inko’s eyes, boy. No wonder she disappeared from Caelumbra—hiding something precious." He grinned, revealing jagged yellow teeth. "Quite noble, wasn't she?"
"W-who are you?" Izuku's voice cracked. "How do you know my mom?"
The masked man stepped closer.
Izuku's legs trembled. His chest heaved. Every instinct screamed at him to run.
The man raised his other hand, claws gleaming, poised to strike—
BOOM!
A fiery explosion slammed into the masked man, sending him flying backward and releasing Izuku, who collapsed to the ground, coughing violently.
"Hey, dipshit," a harsh, gravelly voice barked from the shadows. "You picked the wrong night to piss me off."
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OR: Izuku was living his life on earth but one fated night after his 18th birthday, a masked man appeared and killed his grandfather and two magical students came calling themselves as half-bloods went to save him.
It's a story of how Izuku discovered his magical destiny in UA Arcanum.
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15 Apr 2026
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The front door swung open and Eddie stepped out in all of his annoyed glory. “Buck, what’s taking so- oh,” he said, his face scrunched up like he’d just smelled something bad.
“Oh,” Tommy echoed, the smile on his face freezing into a pained grimace as the dots in his mind started to connect.
“What are you doing here?” Eddie demanded, arms crossed over his chest.
“He came to check on me. See how I was doing after the whole ‘Bobby is back from the dead’ thing,” Buck was quick to explain, since Tommy’s brain was still too busy rebooting. “Isn’t that nice?”
If anything, that set Eddie off even more. “What, and he couldn’t do that over the phone?”
Or, the one in which Tommy finds out Eddie's back from Texas
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04 Apr 2026
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“Why didn’t they kill me?” Eddie presses. Buck looks down at his lap to avoid Eddie’s piercing gaze, but there’s no use. Giving Eddie what he wants is engraved into Buck’s very DNA. “What did you do?”
“I offered to stay,” Buck blurts out.
Eddie freezes.
“You - what?”
“I-I offered to stay and pretend to be her son if she let you go.”
Or, in a New Mexico hospital, Eddie finds out that Buck sacrificed himself for him.
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15 Mar 2026
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the sloan method by Kissthexgirls
Fandoms: Grey's Anatomy, Slexie - Fandom, Lexie Grey - Fandom, Mark Sloan - Fandom
19 Dec 2025
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Lexie pushes his hand off her forehead and scoffs. “I'm fine. I had a... I don't know... a craving, I guess? A calling from an eldritch being? I’m not sure, but I needed an apple..”
“Eldritch being?” Mark raises his eyebrows. “You’re saying you were cursed?”
“Seems like the only reasonable explanation at this point. That or I’m dying of some sort of weird, never-before-diagnosed apple cancer or something.”
“Apple cancer?”
“My mom died of the hiccups, I get to have a little bit of health anxiety,” Lexie huffs.
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Lexie hates apples. Hates them. Thinks they shouldn't even be a fruit. But one day, she has a craving for apples and gives in. What the cause of her craving? What's with the sudden need for apples?
Post plane crash fic where Lexie and Mark both live. Their injuries were MUCH more minor than in the canon. Set around s9-s10.
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23 Feb 2026
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“I don't know why I'm here either.” She admits, her voice hoarse and stuck deep in her throat. Nothing like the confidence he knew. Lexie ignored the racing thoughts that rammed against her skull. “I just... I couldn't be alone.” She looks around. "How can you be alone?”
Mark huffs a humorless chuckle through his nose. “A bottle of scotch and all the lights on.” He follows her eyes, looking around at the brightly lit rooms of his apartment. It all felt so dark around Lexie that she'd hardly noticed. “Haven't done this since I was a kid.”
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Set directly after 6x24
Lexie arrives at Mark's apartment vaguely drunk after the events of the shooting at Seattle Grace Mercy West. Looking for... comfort? All she knew is she couldn't be alone. Maybe a conversation could fix it for them? Maybe they could repair some part of this very broken day.
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23 Feb 2026