𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 /𝐬ʌɪ𝐭/ 𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧 𝟏. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠. Best rankings: #1 MHA #1 shotaaizawa #1 momoyayorozu #1 allforone #1 myheroacademiaxreader #1 bakugoxreader #1 shototodoroki #1 myheroacademia #2 Aizawa

Childhood best friends turned into something more, at least with the label. Katsuki Bakugo, a fast-rising hero and fast-learning guy who is ever so slow in getting attached to and loving someone. Even three long years into a relationship, and your friends even forget you're even dating. Nothing happening, spare a few kisses.. like 3 kisses, during high school. Graduated and living together, and you guys have done absolutely nothing to further the relationship. Are you sure you're not just friends? !Warnings! Smut, the entire idea revolves around it

"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.

"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.

"𝙌𝙐𝙄𝙏 𝙇𝙊𝙊𝙆𝙄𝙉' 𝙊𝙑𝙀𝙍 𝙈𝙔 𝙎𝙃𝙊𝙐𝙇𝘿𝙀𝙍!" ---- At U.A. High, secrets don't last long. So when Katsuki Bakugo's phone lights up with a message from a contact named "Homebody <3," the class explodes with questions. Who is she? How long has this been going on? And how did Bakugo-loud, volatile, impossible Bakugo-manage to hide a girlfriend from everyone? As rumors spiral and an unofficial investigation takes over the dorms, the truth remains quietly out of reach. Because Bakugo and (Y/N) aren't hiding anything. They're just... private. They've been together since middle school, loving each other through quiet gestures instead of grand displays-shared snacks, exchanged notes, a hand resting over clenched fists. While the class searches for drama, they miss the steady, unshakable bond right in front of them.

(Omegaverse - Stucky + OC) The Avengers' mage, Prism, spent years posing as a beta and using her magic to nullify her pheromones. She feels a duty to help as many people for as long as she can and knows the Avengers having an Omega on their team would be a huge scandal and she'd probably be forced to quit. The consequences of her years of doing whatever she needed to in order to keep her secret are adding up, and it's getting time to pay the piper and come clean-with everyone. [Cuddling is the secret to fast healing, retractable fangs, alpha's can COMMAND but Omegas have a BEG power thats mostly just extra sympathy points and a self defense, and no knotting, just 💦] Prism is her Avenger name. Using her real name, Bonnie, is a privilege and its only used when she let's her guard down. (Art not by me. Commissioned artists info available upon request)

Living at Cannibal Town is... well, it's definitely interesting? You get food, sure, but it's not really a safe place. So when Rio finds a flyer caked with shiny letters and rainbows talking about some "Happy Hotel", he can't help but say his goodbyes to his overlord friend and leave for a safer place to live in. - Huskerdust x OC (mlmlm) - Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Angst - No smut, but sexual content may be mentioned - Set during Hazbin Hotel, season 1 - Transmasc afab gay OC (Rio) - Comments and feedback very welcome!

Namura Yuji was a normal 15 year old with a pretty crappy quirk. He's quite the trouble maker; a delinquent at school with questionable marks and friends. He starts running drugs for extra cash and runs into trouble when a group of scientists try to steal his delivery of Trigger (a drug that enhances the users quirk temporarily) off him. They release some sort of monster on him and to get away he injects himself with the drug, enhancing his own quirk. Except it isn't temporary, it sticks around. So now he's got a way better, not crappy quirk. Becoming a teenage vigilante is the logical next step, of course. Meeting Eraserhead was purely an accident and anything past that was just bad luck. (obviously I don't own bnha. I feel like all my stories center around U.A and school life so I wanted to shake things up with a character that doesn't enter U.A at all. I also wanted to work with a quirk that looks pretty unassuming at first.)

Born of darkness. Forged in fire. Bound by fate. Diana Vanserra is an outcast; half human, half-elf, and the last of the Nyxarian line, a bloodline feared for its shadow-wielding power. Once a princess of a hidden mountain realm, her world was shattered when Azog the Defiler slaughtered her kin under Sauron's command and enslaved her for years. Now free, she's become a deadly force of vengeance, carving her way through Middle-earth in pursuit of justice. When Gandalf witnesses her fury firsthand, he offers her a new path: join a dwarven prince named Thorin Oakenshield and a Hobbit burglar on a quest to reclaim Erebor from the dragon Smaug. Reluctantly, Diana agrees, but from the moment she meets Thorin, the two are fire and flint. Prideful, headstrong, and unyielding, they clash at every turn. Yet as the journey grows darker and the stakes rise, so too does the bond between them, built not on trust; but on shared scars, buried pain, and a slow-burning desire that neither dares to admit. In a world at war, love is the most dangerous shadow of all. - All Rights Reserved © Cover made by yours truly x I do not own any of Tolkien's marvellous creations, characters or the original plot of The Hobbit. I only own Diana Vanserra and her story. - • long chapters • - RANKINGS!! #1 KILI (May 2025) #1 THRANDUIL (Sept 2025) #1 FILI (Oct 2025) #1 THEHOBBIT (Oct + Nov 2025) #1 THORINOAKENSHIELD (Nov 2025) #1 BILBOBAGGINS (Nov 2025 + Feb 2026) #1 THORINANDTHECOMPANY (Nov 2025)

⚠️Under 18, DNI⚠️ After the flaming dumpster fire that was SHIELD's collapse and the whole "surprise, Hydra was here the whole damn time!" debacle, one former agent slipped through the cracks like a pissed-off ghost in a leather jacket. She vanished from the grid, reputation scorched, trust obliterated, and purpose? Shattered. Enter Tony Stark. Because of course it was Tony. He found her somewhere between a breakdown and a bar fight, took one look at the smudged eyeliner, the sarcasm-drenched trauma, and the "bite me" attitude-and said, "Yeah, I can work with that." He brought her in, tucked her away in the shadows of the compound, and trained her like a secret weapon no one saw coming. Four years of quiet sharpening. Four years of sweat, rage, Red Bull, and a whole lot of therapy avoidance. And when he finally deemed her ready? He unleashed her like a feral raccoon with a vengeance complex. Gone was the clean-cut SHIELD poster girl. In her place: chaos incarnate. Combat boots, chipped black nail polish, hair that looked like it had been in a fistfight with a Lisa Frank folder, and a mouth that could out-swear a sailor with road rage. The Avengers? They didn't know what to do with her. And yet. Two of the most emotionally constipated, chaos-flavored men on the roster found themselves utterly, stupidly hooked. Bucky Barnes tried to pretend he wasn't watching her-like she didn't short-circuit something in his brain every time she threw a knife with that smug little grin. But he noticed everything. Then there was Loki. The God of Trouble himself. She was unpredictable. Unrefined. Unapologetically alive. So now? It's a quiet war between two broody bastards who've never properly communicated a feeling in their lives, and the chaos gremlin woman who thinks emotional vulnerability is worse than waterboarding. There's blood. Banter. Probably some light property damage. Spoiler: it's not going well. But it's going loud.