"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.

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

"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.