"𝙒𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖 𝙥𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡?" ---- When Pro Hero Katsuki Bakugo ends his relationship to "protect" the woman he loves, he thinks distance will make things easier-for both of them. But distance only amplifies the silence... and the silence becomes deafening. (Y/N) refuses to crumble. She rebuilds her life with new friends, late-night shifts at a quiet bar, and the unexpected comfort of a charming magician who seems to know exactly when she needs to laugh. But healing isn't linear and heartbreak leaves shadows that don't fade easily. Half a world away, Bakugo unravels. He tells himself he made the right choice. He tells himself he doesn't care she's moving on. He tells himself he can breathe without her. He's wrong. When a single rumor shatters his fragile denial, Bakugo finds himself fighting a new kind of battle-one he can't win with explosions or brute force. It's messy. Human. Terrifying. And it forces him to confront the one truth he's been running from: you don't stop loving someone just because you think you should.

"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.

"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣?" "..𝐌𝐡𝐦.." "𝙏𝙘𝙝.. 𝙐𝙨𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙧." ---- In their third year at U.A., everything is supposed to be loud-explosions, training, expectations, futures rushing toward them at full speed. But for Bakugo Katsuki and you, love settles in quietly. Your quirk, Sonic Blast, burns through body heat as fuel-leaving you exhausted, buzzing, or cold when you push too far. Bakugo doesn't like being touched. He never has. But somehow, somewhere between late-night training sessions, accidental hand-holding, and slow, careful trust, he becomes your safest source of warmth. You don't kiss right away. You don't rush. You learn each other instead. What starts as a practical solution becomes a routine. What becomes a routine turns into something neither of you is willing to give up. And when graduation looms, when dorm doors close and futures split open wide, Bakugo makes a choice-quiet, impulsive, terrifying in its honesty. He doesn't know what comes next. But he knows he wants you there. 🥇 Bakugo 04/01/26 🥇 Bakugou 05/01/26 🥇 Bnha 07/01/26

"𝘽𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙬, 𝙆𝙖𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙠𝙞" "𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭" "𝙍𝙪𝙙𝙚" ---- When Katsuki Bakugo disappears under accusations that threaten to destroy his career, the last place he expects to wake up is in a stranger's barn-half a world away from hero society, buried under hay and silence. Y/N is just a farmer. She lives half an hour outside Tokyo, wakes up before dawn, and knows more about cows than pro heroes. She never planned on hiding Japan's No. 5 Hero-but when a wounded man shows up needing help, she doesn't turn him away. As the city hunts for Dynamight, Katsuki learns a different rhythm of life: early mornings, muddy boots, quiet kindness, and a woman who sees him not as a weapon-but as someone who deserves rest. While the truth inches closer to the surface, two lives collide in the middle of nowhere. 🥇 Bakugoukatsuki 07/01/26

"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.

FINISHED 16-year-old Y/N Aizawa was raised by a single dad and three older brothers. That had its perks ya know. She is able to outrun, outscore, and outwit every boy she knows, including her longtime neighbor and honorary fourth brother, Bakugou. But when it comes to being a girl, Y/N doesn't know the first thing about ANYTHING. So when she starts working at a boutique to pay off a speeding ticket l, she finds herself in a strange new world of makeup, lacy skirts, and BeDazzlers. Even stranger, she's spending time with a boy who has never seen her tear it up in a pickup game. To cope with the stress of faking her way through this new reality, Y/N seeks late-night refuge in her backyard, talking out her problems with Bakugou by the fence that separates them. But their "Fence Chats" can't solve Y/N's biggest problem: she's falling for Bakugou. Hard. She knows what it means to go for the win, but if spilling her secret means losing him for good, the stakes just got too high. 𒊹︎︎︎𒊹︎︎︎𒊹︎︎︎ This fanfic is an idea I got from a book I've read before that I LOVE! The story is in 1st person. The story has nothing to do with the anime/movies/mangas but it does include quirks (not too much) and the characters. Your brothers are the MHA boys just changing their last name to Aizawa. I know it's prolly weird but it'll make the story more fun maybe. Some... SOME characters might be OOC (out of character) I do NOT own any art or characters. All characters belong to Kohei Horikoshi. Credits to all the artists of the fanart, if you ever know their socials or anything lmk so I can give creds. Updates every Tuesday and Saturday :)

"𝘉𝘢𝘣𝘦, 𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘶𝘱?" ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── When Dynamight hires a quiet, dreamy sidekick with a strange sweat-based quirk, he never expects she'll become the one person who can calm him, match him, challenge him-and eventually marry him. Years later, their 15 year old son, Reihana is ready to prove himself at UA while battling the weight of his father's legacy and a dangerously powerful acid-sweat quirk of his own. With each challenge, he discovers who he is and who he wants to become. But villains don't wait. Life doesn't slow down. And the Bakugo family soon finds themselves facing high-stakes battles, high school drama and unexpected events. Explosive, emotional, and endlessly heartwarming, "Start Me Up" is a story about love that burns bright, family that fights for each other, and the beauty of growing together-even through all the chaos.

" 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙨𝙪𝙡𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙖 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 𝙖 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙤, 𝘾𝙖𝙩 𝙀𝙮𝙚𝙨? " " 𝕀.. 𝕌𝕙𝕙.. 𝕀 𝕘𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕤..? " " 𝘿𝙖𝙢𝙣 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 " •─────⋅☾ ☽⋅─────• He's explosive. She's quiet. Bakugo Katsuki isn't the type to fall in love-at least, that's what everyone thinks. (Y/n) doesn't believe she's worth anyone's attention, especially not his. But when his harsh voice softens around her, when his eyes linger a little too long, she starts to wonder if maybe she's not imagining it after all. It's a slow, burning kind of love-the kind that hurts before it heals. Inspired by Mitski's "First Love / Late Spring" - a story about quiet devotion, unspoken feelings, and learning to be loved by the person you least expected. 🥇 Bakugouxreader 06/11/25 🥇 myheroacademia 10/11/25 🥇 Bakugo 15/11/25

"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.

"𝐌'𝐆𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚- 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐩.. 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧' 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲." His rough, calloused hands slip deeper into the curve of your plush waist, harshly squeezing your soft, delicate flesh beneath his unrelenting grip. His smooth, controlled thrusts grow rougher, sloppier, and needier by the second. The sounds of your soft, dumbed moans only push him to test how much you can take. Your mind is hazed, filled only with the overwhelming shock of the pleasure that jolts through you as he moulds your aching, gummy insides to fit his pulsing, angry cock. his fingers dig deeper and deeper into your sides. He just has to go deeper, fuckin' devour every inch of you. 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚'𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙤𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪. a silly degrading ramble of your intense, 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 bully bakugou, and you, a sensitive, softhearted and chubby y/n. dead dove, do not eat. 🗝️