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

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

๋࣭⭑ "i fucking hate you" ๋࣭⭑ "i cant believe im agreeing with you" ╰┈➤ when two childhood acquaintance find something more than just hate for each other in their hearts. - katsuki bakugo x female reader - second year - third year of UA (age: 18, 19) - enemies to lovers - slow burn(im trying) - strong language - suggestive and mature actions - blood, gore - i dont own any gifs or pictures - i dont own any mha characters, i only own y/n l/n, and any other ocs will be mentioned - two parts of this storyline, both in the same book. part 1 completed, part 2 ongoing (24/04/2025) UPDATE: (STORY ON HOLD)

Gojo Satoru never fell in love. Yes, there were flings and countless hookups, yet there was never a sense of promise or faithfulness in the air. Every women he had met in the club either wound up getting fucked to sleep, with him disappearing the next morning, or receiving a number that they would text, to which there would never be a reply... until a few weeks after saying something like hey, my place tonight? x or the other. All of this would end at an art exhibition in Tokyo. "You ain't even ask for my name, Shades," the woman murmured, hands now behind her back. Oooookayy. Gojo nervously chuckled, feeling the red creep up on his cheeks. "I was just about to do that, Miss..." "Y/n. It's L/n Y/n." She fluffed her hair. "And I moved here a month ago." Her sudden coldness was a shock to Gojo. Yes, plenty of his past flings had played a game of hard to get, yet he'd never met a woman so... uninterested?