"His magic is toxic to him." ★ Witch Hat Atelier belongs to Kamome Shirahama ★ ★ Follows the manga ★ ★ Cover created by yon9hee ★

𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡...𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙧 𝙛𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩? 𝙞'𝙙 𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙞𝙚 ...𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙧𝙮 𝙞𝙣 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪. 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙧 𝙛𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙞'𝙙 𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙚 ...𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙞'𝙢 𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪. ➳ 𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙡𝙖𝙗 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮 (300) 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨. | 𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐧𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡 (𝐨𝐧𝐬) 𝐱 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞! 𝐨𝐜 |

❝ ⌗ ﹒ plus ultra, or die ! ໒꒱ ❞ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ⁀➴ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 japan's finest vigilante is arrested ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ and sent to yuuei, unintentionally causing ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎the collapse of hero society. ˳༄꠶ ᯓ★ all seasons, m!oc, vigilante mc, tension-heavy ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𐔌 . ⋮ 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ #1 in 𝙢𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙨 ✧˖° 𝟏𝟏.𝟏𝟎.𝟐𝟓 ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ #1 in 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙨𝙩 ✧˖° 𝟏.𝟏𝟓.𝟐𝟔 ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ #1 in 𝙝𝙖𝙬𝙠𝙨 ✧˖° 𝟏.𝟏𝟓.𝟐𝟔 ⋮ ⌗ ┆ 𝒔𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 » 𝟭𝟬.𝟭𝟯.𝟮𝟱 ⋮ ⌗ ┆ 𝒇𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 » 𝗫𝗫.𝗫𝗫.𝟮𝟬𝗫𝗫 ⋮ ⌗ ┆ 𝒔𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘴 » 𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 .ᐟ ✐ᝰ ᴀᴇsᴄʜʏʟɪᴀ ⸝⸝ 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟱.

⡞⠳⣄⣀⣠⠞⢷ ֹ۪ 𓏲ּ𝄢MY HERO ACADEMIA VARIOUS -๋࣭ ⭑ ꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀ 𓏲ּ𝄢"CURSED SPEECH" ๋࣭ ⭑ ꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀ 𓏲ּ𝄢 Words have power. ๋࣭ ⭑ ꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀꕀ For Y/N, they have far too much. Born with a quirk that turns every command into reality, one careless sentence can save a life...or destroy one. A voice capable of ending battles comes at a price, forcing him to hide behind scarves, coded words, and silence. When villains begin setting their sights on him, Y/N finds himself caught between heroes, classmates, and enemies who all want to use the power hidden behind his voice. Can someone whose greatest weapon is their own speech ever truly have a normal life? ➜ Inumaki-inspired Male Reader ➜ Ongoing ➜ My Hero Academia x Reader ➜ Slightly Overpowered Reader Date started :: {23/11/2024} Date ended :: {00/00/00} #2 TomuraShigiraki #2 momo #2 class1a

჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻ In the dim glow of a smoky underground pool hall, where the air reeks of cheap beer and stale cigarettes, a girl with messy hair and sharp, tired eyes slouches over the green felt. She's only 16, and she looks like she's already given up on the world. Empty cans litter the table. A half-smoked cigarette burns between her fingers. Headphones on, music drowning out the distant chaos of Musutafu's hero-filled streets. She's not here to win. She's just here to waste another night. Because when your quirk is all about gambling with your own life... what's one more bad bet? ჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻჻