"Like a dog I bare my teeth at the hands that reach for me, not knowing if they came with comfort or pain." Peter Parker x Male Oc Started on- 15th October 2024 Finished on- 11th August 2025 Published on- 17th October 2024

Y/n Smith and Bucky Barnes. There's something electric in the air when they're near-undeniable, undefined. Not corrosive, not quite. If anything, it's sharp, a challenge neither of them is willing to name. But in the chaos of missions that blur the line between redemption and necessity, one thing is certain: whatever this is, it refuses to be ignored. Enemies to lovers Slow born Hate everyone but you all characters belong to marvel ---------------------------------------------------- "Why?" "Ask Val." "Is it classified?" "You'll see her at the meeting in a few minutes." "Do they fine you if you use more than fifteen words per sentence?" ... "I have no idea what you're talking about." "Oh, really? I could just call Sam and confirm, but I'm betting all this secrecy means you're working on something off the books." "Don't think there are any rules against it." "Then tell the group." "Who says they don't already know?" "Alright, let's test that theory." "Fine." "I was just about to go find John." I turn toward the door, and-bingo-he moves. Steps in front of me, stopping me in my tracks. "Explain." "You're even more annoying than I remember." "You're a delight too, Barnes." ____________________________ 🥇 #thunderbolts 19/4/2025 🥇 #yelenabelova 24/9/2025

You can't save everyone. (Y/N) learned that lesson long before he ever set foot in U.A. His mother's incurable illness, his father's endless overtime, the empty promises of heroes who couldn't fix what truly mattered to him. He was an only child, and an extremely late bloomer. When his quirk finally awakened, he wanted to make sure no one had to feel powerless like he once did. His quirk "Polarity", gave him the ability to generate and manipulate magnetic fields. A quirk than can be as destructive as it is creative. __________________________________________________________________________________ The main love interest is Mina Ashido. I don't own the characters or the story of My Hero Academia. All rights belong to the owners.

" 𝘿𝙄𝘿 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙅𝙐𝙎𝙏 𝙗𝙊𝙣𝙆 𝙈𝙀?!?! " " 𝙊𝙉𝙇𝙔 𝘽𝙀𝘾𝘼𝙐𝙎𝙀 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙒𝙀𝙍𝙀 𝘼𝙉𝙉𝙊𝙔𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙇𝙄𝙑𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙎𝙃𝙄𝙏 𝙊𝙐𝙏 𝙊𝙁 𝙈𝙀 𝘽𝙇𝙊𝙉𝘿𝙄𝙀 " " 𝘿𝙄𝙀! " " 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝘽𝙀𝙁𝙊𝙍𝙀 𝙄 𝘽𝙀𝘼𝙏 𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙍 𝘼𝙎𝙎 𝙐𝙋! " 𝖪𝗒𝗈𝖿𝗎 𝖭𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗆𝗎𝗋𝖺: "𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠, 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮" A girl thriving to be the No.1 due an incident in the past 𝖪𝖺𝗍𝗌𝗎𝗄𝗂 𝖡𝖺𝗄𝗎𝗀𝗈: "𝙏𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙨𝙬𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛" A boy wanting to be the No.1 to prove he's the best Chaos is one word to describe the vibe of the room when these two are put together. Her being a short-tempered goofball who's taught to never put up with people's bullshit. Him being a hot-and-tempered asshole who is the bullshit. Both drive themselves crazy to be the No.1 and let themselves get tangled between goals, hormones and feelings. The sexual tensions in those petty arguments and spars get too high to the point where they just can't resist each other. Well, the hatred comes with its 𝕓𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕗𝕚𝕥𝕤. This story contains:- Foul language Underage drinking and smoking Gore Mature themes Assault Juvenile Jail Enemies with benefits Friends with benefits Smut (😊)

This one's for all the readers out there who would love Bucky's handprint on your ass. He's waiting for you... Book one in the Healer series. . . Hydra kidnapped Althea when she was six, wanting her healing power, which left her to grow up in a dark, bone-chilling organization. She is a living weapon, an object, trained in the Red Room but owned by Hydra. When she gets assigned to be the partner of the ghost, he expects her to listen to every command without hesitation. No way in hell. Except, her body doesn't get the memo of hating him. Winter is finding his new partner a pain in the ass, never met someone who has the ability to piss him off and turn him on at the same time. But he's starting to care a little too much when it comes to Thea. She makes him crazy, like wanting to kill a base full of men for touching what is his. He'd let the sky burn to keep her warm now. She's his. No going back. The two fight to escape the hell they're in, only they keep finding themselves behind locked doors. When they finally get out, it's unfamiliar ground to them, and readjusting to the world is not as easy as expected. But living a life of freedom always comes at a price. They come inches away from having a somewhat normal life, well, normal for two ex-assassins who are on the run. And the freedom at hand is slipping from their grip. ______________ - Complete in draft

As an up and coming video producer struggling with her mental health after a three year relationship ending in betrayal and tears, you've retreated into solace. Confidence and happiness shattered, you hide behind your work and the stony professional persona you've worked hard to build. One day, your agent comes to you with an exciting job opportunity- to work with Mark Fischbach as he plans his biggest charity stream yet: A weekend with Markiplier. As you take on the role of head producer, you, Mark and his YouTuber friends grow very close and you suddenly find yourself in the public eye. You've been granted a way of seeing beyond the limelight of YouTube celebrities as drama unfolds and you try to find your footing with your new found infamy, all while being haunted by your past relationship. ★ Possible recurring TWs: *Mentions of cheating *arguing / fighting *smut *strong language *mental health struggles

Owning a quaint little bakery in the middle of LA was actually quite nice. You loved doing what you do and love it even more when people eat your sweets that you make in the kitchen. The way their face light up, how they smile and eat more of the sweet delicious mess that you baked. It was nice. Well, as nice as a man going into your bakery and yelling at you to get a coffee faster, yeah, that was nice. But it was sweet for a certain Youtuber standing up for you against the man.

"We're expected to save them? What a drag." "T-Takahashi-san, we're heroes...!" Takahashi Reina didn't have ambitions or goals. She wanted to be like a cloud, just floating around but her mom had other plans for her. Because of her, she enrolled in the hero course. Can someone so lazy become a hero? **OC is inspired by Shikamaru Nara from Naruto, but will later on become more original** ‼️All pictures belong to me and my oc‼️ ‼️Mha does NOT belong to me‼️

Sora Kaori is not your typical U.A. student. With beauty that turns heads and quirks no one fully understands, she arrives late to the hero course with a sealed file, a sharp tongue, and eyes that always seem to be somewhere else. Aizawa doesn't trust her. The other students don't know what to make of her. And yet, somehow, she becomes the storm they can't look away from. Bakugo notices first-too sharp, too proud to admit he's curious, but too drawn in to look away. Todoroki's eyes follows with quiet attention, but he isn't the only one watching. Sora catches the eye of many... and keeps her cards close. What no one knows is that Sora is hiding more than just her past. She has a complicated relationship with Pro Hero Hawks-one built on secrets, survival, and something that shouldn't feel like comfort. And the closer she gets to her classmates, the more dangerous those secrets become. Because some truths aren't meant for the daylight. And some girls weren't made to be heroes.

Keiko Shirakami was never meant to be seen. Born into a legendary pro-hero family known for defying death, she was quietly sidelined when her quirk never manifested. Raised in a bloodline where affection was treated as weakness and approval was always conditional, she learned early how to stay useful without drawing attention. Instead of standing on the battlefield, she worked behind the scenes-repairing hero gear, fixing what others broke, and keeping her head down so the Shirakami name would remain untarnished. Bakugo Katsuki never noticed her. Not the late nights. Not the careful hands that stitched his destroyed costume back together, again and again. Not until the night he should have died. What follows isn't just the cost of that moment, but the quiet unraveling of everything she was taught to endure alone. In a life shaped by restraint and silence, Bakugo shows her something unfamiliar-attention without expectation, loyalty without conditions, and a kind of love she was never raised to recognize. This is a story about legacy, sacrifice, and the quiet girl who stood between a hero and death-and learned what it meant to be chosen. ⸻ Warnings / Tags: ⚠️ Sexual content ⚠️ Violence ⚠️ Injury ⚠️ Dark themes ⚠️ Emotional trauma ⚠️ Canon-typical intensity