What started off as a simple journey soon became a life threating choice. A young herbalist finds her curiosity getting the best of her as she discovers herself deep within the dragon's den. Face to face with the Dragon King, Bakugo Katsuki, she has to make a decision. Die by his hands or stay by his side. Accepting his offer you soon discover that this dragon is known to be a harsh, crude, and a self-centered individual; but perhaps this simple deal of yours will become much more than you both expect it to be. (A Fantasy Bakugo Katsuki x Reader AU)

" 𝘿𝙞𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙣 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣 !? " " ... 𝐎𝐨𝐩𝐬 " ✎﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏﹏ She glitches. He explodes. Somehow, they fit. (Y/N), a sweet but scatterbrained hero-in-training, spends most of her days trying not to forget her homework, her lunch money, or the fact that she tends to glitch herself into walls when she gets excited. Her quirk may let her blink across distances and stun opponents like a system error, but her heart? Totally unprotected. Then there's Katsuki Bakugo - explosive prodigy, walking inferno, and the last person anyone expects to be soft for someone. Except he is. Painfully so. And everyone knows it. Everyone... except her. From warming her hands in winter to dragging her to "totally-not-a-date" arcades, Bakugo finds himself doing everything he can to prove his worth to the one person too dense to see he's been in love with her for months. Through training mishaps, glitch accidents, late-night talks, jealousy wars, and soft private moments, (Y/N) slowly uncovers what everyone else already figured out: Bakugo doesn't just care. He's gone for her. And when sparks meet glitches, maybe-just maybe-the system finally crashes in the best way possible. A slow-burn romance full of fluff, tension, miscommunication, healing, and a boy with explosions for hands who learns how to hold someone gently. 🥈 bakugou 14/11/25 🥇 myheroacademia 21/11/25

"𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗹𝘂𝗻𝗴𝘀, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘃𝗲𝗶𝗻𝘀, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗹𝗶𝗽𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗿𝘆. 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲."- your worshipper Requests are open ✨ all the characters from 1-a are aged up to 19 ! I do not own any my hero academia character !! The orginal artist of them is horikoshi

She felt him sigh, the warm air fanning across her skin and making her shiver. Her cheeks flushed immediately. "I can hear your heart...it's beating really fast. I didn't hurt you did I?" He asked as he pulled away, reaching over to grab the bandage. This story contains: -female reader -fluff -a liiiiitle angst 🤏 -smut (?) kinda- not really at all

❝I'M ALWAYS TIRED, BUT NEVER OF YOU.❞ [various x reader] a lazy girl with a few missing brain cells is on the path to becoming a hero, but not without snatching some wigs and snatching some hearts. -former/current ranks- #1 IN #BNHA #1 IN #MYHEROACADEMIA #1 IN #BOKUNOHEROACADEMIA #1 IN BAKUGOXREADER #1 IN #BNHAVARIOUSXREADER #1 IN #BNHAXREADER ✰PLAGIARISM IS PUNISHABLE ✰COVER ART: @nemupan [tumblr] ✰LOWERCASE INTENDED

Tamaki had liked y/n since year 2. Nejire and Mirio have had enough and decided that they need to get them together! But how? I do not any any art, characters, and or my hero academia itself! IM NOT UPDATING THIS

This is a group of oneshots and scenarios for Boku no Hero Acadamia! In English terms it is My Hero Acadamia. (I put BNHA and MHA for people who might recommend one over the other!) Now, in this book you can request anything you would like! Requests {almost} are always open!!! There will be rules set in the book along with disclaimers. I hope you all enjoy! HIGHEST RANKS: {#1 in Fandom} {#1 in CanonXCanon} {#4 in Villain} {#2 in MHAOneshots} {#17 in Hero} {#46 in Manga} {#9 in MHA} {#14 in AnimeOneshots} {#8 in BNHAOneshots}

Hi, I'm Casinova,the author of this book. Requests are currently open! I'm sorry for the slowish updates! there's more coming soon!

[Various!BNHA x reader story] "sʜᴇ ɪsɴ'ᴛ ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ғᴇʟʟ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ɴᴏʀᴍᴀʟ ɢɪʀʟ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴊᴜsᴛ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ sɪʟɪᴇɴᴄᴇ." ||| silience- n. the kind of unnoticed excellence that carries on around you every day, unremarkably-the hidden talents of friends and coworkers, the fleeting solos of subway buskers, the slapdash eloquence of anonymous users, the unseen portfolios of aspiring artists-which would be renowned as masterpieces if only they'd been appraised by the cartel of popular taste, who assume that brilliance is a rare and precious quality, accidentally overlooking buried jewels that may not be flawless but are still somehow perfect.