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    The first part in this series is actually the first chapter of all the works in the series.
    The same idea sparked, and it is so open to all the possibilities, and I want to explore them all.
    Let me know if you have a fandom you would like to see, and I might agree.

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    This series will be a bunch of either plot bunnies, or complete stories, all about a female Harry Potter and time travel. Most of them won't be connected, unless otherwise marked

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    A series all about how social media in the age of the Republic convinced beings that Jedi were actually not celibate space monks, and were in fact chaotic arseholes to each other.
    Female Obi-Wan Kenobi.

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    These are a series of stories that I will eventually get around to finishing, but if someone would like to adopt them, just send me a message.
    The muse has left me after starting them, but I continue to work on them.
    They will all be finished, it will just take a while.

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    Midoriya Izuku has always known that he wants to be a healer - like his mother, Midoriya Inko, who is renowned as the best surgeon in all of Japan - rather than a hero. With his unique quirk, a sentient snake named Salazar, who has the ability to detect wounds and communicate with Izuku, they can heal any type of injury.

    Despite meeting and healing numerous heroes who tell him how valuable his quirk would be in the world of heroism, Izuku remains determined to follow his own path as a healer. He uses his quirk to help others whenever he can, often healing the injuries of heroes who have been wounded in battle.

    With Salazar by his side, Izuku is determined to become the greatest healer in the world.

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    26 Sep 2026

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    Salazar’s massive head turned slowly, scanning the chaos of teams and scrambling students like he was browsing a menu. Then his gaze landed on them.

    Right on Hitoshi.

    And Hitoshi was ninety percent sure the giant snake… grinned.

    “Guys…” Sero started, sounding like his soul had already left his body and was politely waiting outside. “What do we do?”

    “Huh…” Kirishima turned his head, searching the field like there might be an emergency exit labeled NOT TODAY, SATAN.

    Denki opened his mouth, clearly attempting to summon one single heroic thought.

    “How about we—”

    Salazar’s eyes snapped fully onto them.

    Denki’s confidence evaporated on contact.

    “Run and scream?” he finished, voice cracking.

    Honestly?

    Hitoshi couldn’t even argue.

    “RUN!” Hitoshi’s voice rang out sharp and perfectly steady, thank you very much.

    Anyone claiming otherwise was either lying, hallucinating, or actively committing defamation. Any video evidence was clearly edited by the same people who thought putting a basilisk in a school sports festival was a normal, reasonable decision.

    His teammates didn’t question it for even half a second.

    They just moved.

    A full-body, no-dignity sprint.

    A “manly strategic retreat,” as Kirishima yelled over his shoulder, because apparently even fleeing from prehistoric nightmare reptiles had to be branded correctly.

    Oh. Right. Kouda can talk to animals.

    Cool. Terrifying, but cool.

    Kouda pointed shakily to the right, where a Class 1-B team was sprinting after Todoroki’s team like they owed them money.

    Salazar followed Kouda’s gesture, eyes tracking.

    Then he snorted.

    A sound full of judgment, disdain, and the unspoken sentence: pathetic prey.

    And just like that, he completely ignored Kouda and his team.

    He turned, and went for the 1-B group instead.

    He just stared at Kouda, who was still shaking, looking like he’d just redirected a hurricane with polite conversation.

    “…Remind me never to get on your bad side,” Hitoshi muttered.

    Because apparently the true top predator of UA wasn’t the basilisk.

    It was the guy who could give it directions.

    Hhhhhh

    In the middle of Mathematic class, a buzz went on in Izuku’s phone, and he subtly excused himself from the class. Ectoplasm quickly excused him and Izuku left hurriedly. At the curious stares the class were giving him, the teacher shrugged.

    “This will probably happen a lot.” He explained. “Last year, a support kid managed to blow their arm off.”

    “Their arm!?” Hagakure screamed.

    “Worst part is that it was during Literature class.” Ectoplasm continued, looking thoughtful. “I still don’t know how the kid managed to turn Macbeth into an explosive.”

    The class sweatdropped as the teacher went back to his explanation. About twenty minutes later, Izuku walked back in, a completely done expression on his face.

    “I take things didn’t went well?” Ectoplasm asked.

    “The idiot tried to test a circular saw on his finger, Uncle Ecto. HIS FINGER!” Izuku snapped. “It was a clean cut, so I just had to reattach the finger. I left the scar though. So the dumbass has something to remind him not to be an idiot next time.”

    “I see…” Ectoplasm shook his head. “Well, go back to your seat. I’m sure Shinsou can share his notes with you, but you didn’t lose much.

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    Yuga: I’d like to report a student who needs to be committed to a hospital for his own good.

    Hound Dog: If this is about Midoriya again, his mental health is not a problem. The ghosts are the problem. Hauntings are outside my area of expertise.

    $$$

    Static whispers come from the shadows. The chorus rises into a booming voice that might or might not be coming from Izuku’s mouth. “You dare to control us? We are that which cannot be taken by force!”

    The shadow on the ground multiples until it shows eight people, one of whom looks oddly like All Might (always a fanboy, Hitoshi thinks hysterically). The eighth shadow keeps blinking in and out of existence.

    A blast of wind knocks Hitoshi onto his back. The eight shadows pounce on Dictator. He howls as they hold him down with their wispy hands. A terrified stream of babble and orders comes from his lips.

    Izuku bellows, “You call yourself the greatest villain? You’re not even in our top twenty.” None to gently, Dictator’s coat is used to tie his arms and legs. The voice becomes oddly feminine as it hisses, “You’re lucky we don’t want Nineth to deal with the ramifications of killing you.”

    Any possible reply from Dictator is cut off by his head being slammed into the pavement. The thread attached to Hitoshi falls off. He can move again—except he’s still paralyzed by terror. Whatever the hell is possessing Izuku, Hitoshi feels glad it’s on their side.

    The shadows withdraw, sucked back into Izuku. Sunlight returns to the street.

    Izuku runs over and extends his hand. “Hitoshi, are you okay?”

    “I am now. Thanks to you.” Hitoshi grabs Izuku’s hand.

    “About what you saw—”

    “Me? I saw nothing.” Hitoshi winks. “Must have been because of the mindcontrol.”

    Hitoshi knows the truth now. Izuku has always been quirkless—he’s just haunted by seven and a half extremely powerful but insane ghosts. But Hitoshi will never speak a word, not even to Izuku himself. He’ll take the secret to his grave.

    People like them need to stick together.

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    The rest of U.A., looking at Izuku: “He’s so spooky and eldritch and powerful.”

    Izuku, being haunted by seven and half annoying ghosts: “I have finally discovered exactly what extremes I would need to be pressed to in order to betray All Might. Go haunt him for a bit instead, or I swear I’ll find All for One and pay him to take you off my hands. Yes especially you Yoichi.”

    ÷÷÷

    As soon as Snipe opened the door to the guidance counselor’s office, Hound Dog asked, “Is this about Izuku Midoriya?”

    “Yes,” Snipe admitted.

    Hound Dog shook his mane. “All of the other teachers have been here already. I’m sorry, I can’t help you. That kid doesn’t need a guidance counselor—he needs an exorcist.”

    As the principal of U.A., Nezu constantly maintained an appearance of being in perfect control. Most of the time, it was even true.

    Nezu walked into the teacher’s lounge and found Present Mic and seven ghosts dancing in sync to the theme song of “Put Your Hands Up Radio.” The principal took a deep breath. Then he turned around and walked out of the room. Back in his office, he put in the paperwork to give Aizawa a massive raise.

    Present Mic’s radio show featured a resurgence of old-fashioned music. And some…strange…callers.

    Xxx

    Later that day, Vlad asked Aizawa, “How is the edgelord kid doing?”

    Aizawa said, “Tokoyami has been making excellent progress controlling Dark Shadow even when—”

    Vlad said, “No, I mean Midoriya.”

    Aizawa snorted. “He’s not an edgelord; he’s the one actually being haunted by ghosts.”

    Vlad flinched. Neito must be wearing off on him, for him to react so strongly to the word. “How are you doing?” he asked with sincere concern.

    “Eh.” Aizawa shrugged. “Apparently they like me. Or my ass, at least.”

    Vlad stared, trying to figure out if this was a joke. Later, he placed a longshot bet on Aizawa lasting the whole year.

    Ppp

    “Overhaul can’t hurt you any longer. He’s…probably not dead. He seemed tough, right?” Izuku’s brows drew together. “Oh dear, Mr. Aizawa is going to be furious if I’ve killed Overhaul. Heroes aren’t supposed to do that.”

    “You’re my favorite hero,” Eri told him, and extended her arms to let him pick her up. As she touched him, she healed the bullet injury. She wasn’t afraid to use her power on him, because she knew his quirk would stop her from hurting him. She could feel it swirling beneath his skin, a deep bottomless well of power.

    Eri slept peacefully that night. She knew she was not a monster because she’d met a real monster (and he was cool so apparently monsters weren’t so bad.)

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    William understands his wife's concern regarding Elizabeth's first cycle arriving so early, especially given how precocious their daughter already is. Ever the loving and upstanding father, William is determined Elizabeth receives the respect she deserves—even if the amount is close to nothing, in his humble opinion.

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    06 Sep 2026

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    Boypussy Taehyung. Inspired by Nectar. I'm sorry, Joji.

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