"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.

❝Y/N Parker? I like the sound of that.❞ // ❝Yeah, me too.❞ | Peter Parker x Reader | SECOND PLACE WINNER OF THE TURQUOISE AWARDS! THIS BOOK IS COPYRIGHTED!! I do not consent to this story being republished on ANY site other than Wattpad, or by any user other than me.

TDK Joker x Fem!Reader You have endured the brutal reality of life in Gotham, carrying a past shaped by abuse, loss, and survival. But despite everything done, you refuse to let the darkness define you. Even if that is all anyone else chooses to see. This fic is intended for readers 18+ only and may contain mature themes, explicit content, violence, dark romance, trauma, manipulation, and adult situations. Please read at your own discretion. I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS OR IDEAS FROM SORCE OF INSPIRATION

"𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦, 𝘵𝘰𝘰 --- 𝘐𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘦𝘴?" k. bakugou ; fluff ➤ fem!reader 𝗧𝗘𝗕𝗗𝗢𝗨© started - 6/1/21 finished - 1/30/23 #1 katsuki [5/24/23] #1 myheroacademiaxreader [5/23/23]

(Finished) (ʏ/ɴ), ᴀ ʀɪᴄʜ ᴛᴀʟᴇɴᴛᴇᴅ ɢɪʀʟ, ᴇɴᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴜ.ᴀ ʜɪɢʜ sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ʀᴇᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴅᴀᴛɪᴏɴs ᴛᴏ ᴀɪᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʀᴏᴠᴇ ʜᴇʀsᴇʟғ. ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪғ, sʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴛ ᴀ ʜᴏᴛ-ʜᴇᴀᴅᴇᴅ ᴘᴏᴍᴇʀᴀɴɪᴀɴ ᴘᴏʀᴄᴜᴘɪɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ's ᴀɪᴍɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ɢᴏᴀʟ ᴀs ʜᴇʀ? ɪs ʜᴇ ᴀ ᴡᴀʟʟ ᴛᴏᴡᴀʀᴅs ʜᴇʀ ᴠɪᴄᴛᴏʀʏ? ᴏʀ...sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴇʟsᴇ? ❦▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬❦ ||ᴅɪsᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ|| ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏᴡɴ ᴀɴʏ ʙɴʜᴀ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs. They're all owned by the rightful owner. Some parts of this story is also from the anime itself. It MAY contain SOME spoilers. Characters owner © Horikoshi Kōhei I do not own any of the arts in this story. Started: February 2021 Ended: May 2021 ✢▬▬▬▬✢ тнιs вσσк ιs ғυℓℓү נυsт α ωσяк σғ ғιcтιση. ᴬˡˢᵒ, ʸᵒᵘ ᵐⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵉⁿᶜᵒᵘⁿᵗᵉʳ ᵐⁱˢᵗᵃᵏᵉˢ, ᵈᵘʰ! ᴵ ᵃⁱⁿ'ᵗ ᵖᵉʳᶠᵉᶜᵗ ʷʳⁱᵗᵉʳ ᵒᵏᵉʰ?! ❦▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ © Sonnni

ONGOING U.A. High stands as the crucible for Japan's next generation of heroes-among them three inseparable childhood friends. Since their earliest days of backyard sparring and shared laughter, Katsuki's fiery ambition, your unwavering loyalty, and Izuku's boundless compassion have woven them into a single, unbreakable unit. After the first war, full of pain and sorrow the three of them are trying to navigate becoming full fledged heroes. ↳ 𝕊𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕨𝕚𝕟 𝕎𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕒𝕧𝕖↴ Now, in their third year, the looming threats of villains and the pressure of graduation force buried feelings into the spotlight. Between adrenaline-soaked training drills and stolen moments in silent code, love simmers just beneath the surface-ready to erupt when neither of them sees it coming. ·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ DATE STARTED: August 20th, 2025 Katsuki Bakugou x Reader ╰┈➤ PSA!! All characters in this story are 18+ This is just for fun!

You are the Librarian-the Keeper of the Cleaners' HQ archives, responsible for preserving records of missions, weapons, etc. You live a quiet, controlled life, surrounded by paper and silence... until Enjin keeps walking in. Smirking. Teasing. Borrowing files he doesn't need. You've been here before-tangled with him in the sheets, burned by him. Every time you let him in, he disappears back into chaos. "Still pretending you don't miss me, Ms. Librarian?" He leans on your desk like he owns it, smirking like he remembers everything he shouldn't. You tell yourself you're over it. Over him. But fire has a memory. Once it's lit, it remembers how to burn. You are no damsel. You've fought beside the Cleaners before...and if the mission demands it, you'll fight again. Only this time, not just in the battlefield .💋 #1 Gachiakuta 10/17/25

Katsuki Bakugo~ Slow burn~Angst~Coworkers~Friends/Rivals to Lovers My first Fan fic! Will try to update as much as I can, so far I'm going steady! Trying to be accurate, so it's a very slow burn, but the tension makes it worth the read, the inner turmoil and conflicted feelings create a good sense of true depiction from two complex and determined characters! By any means I do not own the character of Katsuki Bakugo! Reminder: This is a mixed fic of BakugoXReader Some inserted attributes such as made up quirk etc

"I don't know how to be like this. But I'm tryin'. For you." Y/N grew up learning how to disappear. She stayed quiet when it hurt. Took up less space. Learned how to smile when she wanted to scream. She knows how to read people - their moods, their shifts, their silence - but she's still learning how to listen to herself. Now she's twenty-one. A pro hero with steady hands and a soft voice. She tells herself she's fine. She always does. Twenty-two, Pro Hero. He's the same rough edged, explosive, quiet and aggressive guy. But around her, it's different. She's quiet, steady - and something in him wants to protect that. So he keeps his distance. Not because he doesn't care, but because he does. More than he ever had. He's scared she'll get hurt. Scared he will, too. But no matter how far he pulls back... she lingers. In his head. In his chest. In all the places he thought were locked..

𝘽𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙄 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙜𝙤 𝙄 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙧...𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣