"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐝𝐚𝐲" "𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩.. 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙤" ════ ⋆★⋆ ════ At twenty-seven, (Y/N) is done. Done with doubles. Done with understaffed night shifts. Done with scrubbing questionable substances off hospital walls. Her quirk-Chiropractor, the ability to relieve pain and tension with a touch-might make her a miracle worker, but it can't save her from burnout. She's exhausted, sarcastic, and one cracked vertebra away from quitting healthcare entirely. Then life throws her the world's most explosive curveball: She moves into the house right next door to Bakugo Katsuki-now the No. 5 Pro Hero, fully grown, annoyingly gorgeous, and carrying a secret guilt he's tried to bury for years. They haven't seen each other since their early twenties. Since that night. Their reckless, drunken, unforgettable one-night stand. To her? It was hot, wild, and not worth a shred of regret. To him? It was a mistake-not because of her, but because he thinks he didn't treat her right. Didn't ask her out. Didn't make it special. Didn't deserve it. And now that she's back in his life, his guilt turns into something unexpected: Homemade bentos. Left on her doorstep. Every morning. Like an apology he can't stop giving. But as her terrible shifts pile up, her quirk starts easing his old injuries, and their tense doorstep conversations turn into something dangerously warm, one thing becomes clear: This isn't about regret anymore. It's about healing-his body, her burnout, their past. And maybe, if the universe doesn't interfere first... something worth fighting for.

"𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨." "𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 !?" "𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐭 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲." ---- When (y/n)'s best friend Jiro asks her to fill in as lead guitarist for a one-night charity concert, she expects awkward rehearsals, maybe some stage fright, and definitely a headache or two. She does not expect to be stuck teaching Katsuki Bakugo-explosive, loud, annoyingly talented Bakugo-how to sing and drum at the same time. He's passionate, intense, frustratingly competitive... and absolutely clueless about keeping tempo while opening his mouth. Somehow, that becomes her problem. Between late-night practices, chaotic band drama, and the confusing warmth that keeps growing whenever Bakugo looks at her, (y/n) finds herself swept into a rhythm she didn't know she was missing. It was supposed to be one concert. One night. One favor. But sparks fly when opposites collide, and soon (y/n) learns that some accidents... create a chain reaction you can't stop.

Olivia is content with her life. She has a job that pays her bills, even though she absolutely hates it. She gives free dance classes twice a week, even though she dreams of doing more than that with her talent. Everything is... acceptable. But when she meets a boy in the park where she teaches people to dance, her life slowly starts to unravel. Olivia starts to realize life has to be more than just acceptable, but that's easier said than done when the boy you're falling for is an internationally beloved musician and the people you come to love like a family are being watched by millions of eyes from all over the world and managed by one of the harshest managements in the country. When Olivia loses her job, she's sure life as she knew it is over. But that's the beauty of being on the ground. The only way to go is up. OCxBangChan Slowburn Stray Kids FanFiction

In which a young, single mother is appointed as Ateez's new stylist, make up artist, and assistant manager, and has to move into their dorms. How can ONE woman raise one real child and eight chaotic ones? Will love spark inside the Ateez dorms when a beautiful young woman starts living with them? Will this single mother open her heart to a new man in her life? Or will she learn from her past mistakes and be strictly professional? Find out what will emerge from the chaos that is Ateez's dorms in "Noona" Warning: Use of honorifics (hyung, unnie, oppa, noona, sunbae, hoobae). That is however, the extent of it. Maybe a "yah" here and there but that's about it.

La guerre est terminée. Harry a défait Voldemort et la vie reprend. Peu à peu, lentement. Les jeunes non diplômés retournent à Poudlard, et pour une fois, ils peuvent vivre sans la crainte d'être tués...

Depuis petite, elle rêvait d'entrer dans le bataillon d'exploration. Elle voulait fuir ces murs, ces murs étouffants. Ce désir n'avait fait que s'accroître au fil des années. Elle ne voulait plus survivre, elle voulait vivre. Mais aurait-elle fait ce choix si elle avait su ? Si elle avait su à quel point la réalité de son utopie était dure et sanglante. Probablement. Après tout, rien ne pouvait être pire que ce qu'elle avait vécu. Et le plus important pour elle était de fuir ses démons, ses cauchemars et son passé. Le sang, la mort et la misère n'était que coutume pour elle. Derrière son masque impassible se cachait une femme meurtrie par son douloureux vécu. Mais que se passera-t-il lorsque qu'elle fera la rencontre du caporal chef Livaï ? Celui-ci, habitué à cette neutralité permanente avec laquelle il vivait, arrivera-t-il à comprendre la jeune femme ? Arrivera-t-il à percer cette bulle qu'elle a créé afin de se protéger ? Réunir les deux soldats les plus forts de l'humanité n'était probablement pas une bonne idée. - "-Qu'est-ce que tu fous là, gamine ?, demanda-t-il sèchement." - "-T'es sacrément chiant, Ackerman, lachai-je." - -1 #snk le 16/03/21 -1 #fanfiction et #fanfic le 22/03/21 -1 #levi depuis avril 2021 ▫️Les personnages issus de l'œuvre "L'attaque des titans" appartiennent à l'auteur. Le personnage féminin est ma création et m'appartient. Cette œuvre est la mienne. Tout droits réservés. Médias: crédits aux artistes pour la plupart de ce que j'utilise. ▫️ ⚠️Spoil saison 1, 2, 3, un petit peu saison 4 (pas de spoil des scans) et oav ⚠️