After an unlucky encounter with a well-known villian organization, Kirishima is branded with a burn scar in the shape of their symbol-- desperate to rid himself of the mark, he takes on the help of a tattoo artist from the Underground. THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT AND IS ONLY MEANT FOR READERS 18+

Bakugou needs some new gear. Lucky for him, a new engineer has made her way to UA-- but God, does she push his buttons. This is a SLOW BURN Bakugou x Female Reader fanfic. There is SMUT, so if that isn't your thing, don't read. Characters are 18+ and in their final year at UA. Art for this series is on my Instagram and Tumblr (@pollypenname). WARNINGS: -Sexually explicit content -Swearing -Violence

You took a slow drag, exhaling through your nose. "You're not behind, Bakugo. You just feel like you are because you compare yourself to people who are on a different path than you." He scowled. "That some self-help bullshit?" You smirked, flicking ash into the tray. "Yeah, I read it on a Hallmark card." ｡𖦹°‧ You never expected to fall for the one person who seemed to despise you the most-Katsuki Bakugo. And to be fair, the feeling was mutual. Your rivalry was fierce, your clashes explosive, and yet, somewhere between the sharp insults and heated battles, something shifted. Hatred blurred into something unspoken, something undeniable. But when love is born from the embers of a feud, will it burn you both- or forge something stronger?

A tale of forbidden love - full of yearning, fluff, angst, and a lot of smut with feelings. So detailed you'll feel like you're in the room with them - even if you shouldn't be 😏 Seventeen-year-old Lex Malfoy, older sister to Draco, is heading into her final year at Hogwarts. With whispers of the Dark Lord's return growing louder, she finds herself increasingly concerned about her brother's involvement in dangerous matters. But despite the weight of these worries, her attention is often elsewhere-on Fred Weasley. For years, their playful banter and shared classes have been a steady constant,casual even,but something feels different this year. Fred seems to stir something in her, a longing for a kind of freedom she's only ever glimpsed when he's around. As Lex begins to confront her own wants and desires, she struggles to maintain the carefully crafted mask she's worn her entire life, torn between duty to her family and the hope of a life that feels entirely her own. Disclaimer: Although the main characters are seventeen for part of this story (since they still need to be at school for the plot to unfold), the narrative is set during the Half-Blood Prince era and beyond. I picture fred as his older, adult self in this fic. The fanfiction follows the events of the sixth movie onwards, while incorporating hints from the fourth and fifth movie. In this version, Lex, Fred, George, and Cedric are in their final year at Hogwarts. Draco and the Golden trio are a year below. Deaths may be taken out. (Cedric and serius are alive) Characters mentioned from books and movies belong to Jk Rowling and Warner brothers.

𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨𝐮 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 the two of you hated each other, simple as that. but the line between hate and love easily blurs. "𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐮𝐬, 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧, 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧." 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 #1 in #bakugoukatsuki [24/05/24] #1 in #katsukibakugou [12/09/24] #1 in #katsukibakugo [11/04/25]

Levi has always been someone you couldn't stand. But when things take unexpected turns, shit gets complicated. --- "Listen," He moved closer and put his other hand on your waist. "I hate you. I think you're despicable. And annoying." Was he having mood-swings? "The feelings are mutual." He took his lips an inch above yours, swallowing thickly in his throat. "But when I look at these lips all I want to do is grab your face and... kiss the shit out of you," he whispered and his chest heaved up. "Are these feelings mutual too?" 'Do it,' a part of you said. 'What? No! This is Levi, goddamnit!' the other part argued. "Answer me." His lips grazed above yours for just a second. And in that second itself, your lips parted to invite him. Looks like your body wouldn't listen to the rational part of your brain. --- All Rights Reserved. I do not own any of the characters in the story. They all belong to Hajime Isayama, and this is plain fanfiction based on the characters. I do not own the covers or pictures used in the story. They were found in Pinterest. However, I do own the story written in this fiction. And I also own your mom.

Although you'd hoped for it, you'd never expected to see your one night stand again. At least, until fate gives you a giant 'fuck you' and and he's your new boss. ~ Levi X Reader. Loosely inspired by my obsession with The Office. NSFW. Cover art is from sadlovernovels. Hope you enjoy reading as much as I do writing! #1 in hangezoe (December, 2022; April, 2025) #1 in erwinsmith (August, 2022) #1 in levixreader (April, 2022) #1 in aot (March, 2022) #1 in leviackerman (August, 2021; May, 2023) #1 in aotfanfic (March, 2024; December, 2024) #1 in snkfanfiction (June, 2024) #1 in shingekinokyojin (September, 2024)

"What did you say?" Bakugou's voice is threateningly low, it's starting to seem like they might fight. And by the looks of it, Shinso won't be winning. "I said that maybe you're so fucking obsessed with y/n, and that's why you're here. Maybe that's why you asked me to stop seeing her, or maybe you're just an idiot." You decide to step in, you don't want to see either of them angry. "Hey, Shinso you're better than that. We don't need to insult each other." He looks at you dumbfounded. "You're actually taking his side?" He gestures towards a smug-looking Bakugou. "No that's not it, I'm-" "Of course, she is, no matter who you are she will always come back to me. " You look at Bakugou as his arm slithers around your waist. What the fuck was he doing? Shinso glares at you, more at the hand resting there possessively. If looks could kill you would be six feet under right now. Bakugou continues: "You wanna know why she was late?" No, he wouldn't. "Bakugou, don't." He ignores your pleading to stop and you feel your face redden. You're ashamed. "She was screaming my name, she came all over me. She only came to you for sloppy seconds."