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"Hold On, I'm Here"

Genre: Angst / Comfort / Family

Pairing: Bakugo Katsuki x Fem!Reader

Summary: The happiest moment of your lives turns into a nightmare when unexpected complications arise during childbirth. Bakugo is forced to face the terrifying possibility of losing the woman he loves.

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The sterile smell of the hospital was suffocating. Katsuki paced the hallway like a caged animal, fists clenched, the roar of his heart louder than any explosion he'd ever caused. His mind raced with worst-case scenarios.

You'd gone into labor earlier than expected. Everything had seemed fine—until it wasn’t.

“She’s not dilating properly. We may need to perform an emergency C-section,” the doctor had said, face tight with concern.

Bakugo had never felt this powerless. Not during the toughest missions, not even when he'd nearly died. Nothing compared to this: waiting, helpless, as the woman he loved fought for her life behind closed doors.

“Bakugo-san?”

His head snapped up. A nurse stood in front of him, eyes gentle but serious.

“She’s still in surgery. There were complications with the placenta… she's lost a lot of blood, but we’re doing everything we can.”

He didn’t respond at first. Just stared. Then, he nodded, jaw clenched so tight it ached.

"She’s strong," he muttered under his breath. "Damn strong."

Time lost meaning.

Finally, hours later, they let him in. You were pale, hooked up to machines, a faint beep echoing in the room. But your chest was rising. You were breathing. Alive.

And in a tiny bassinet nearby—a small, wriggling bundle with a shock of your hair and his eyes.

Katsuki stood frozen for a moment, looking at both of you.

“You scared the shit out of me,” he whispered as he sat beside your bed, gently taking your hand. “Don’t ever do that again.”

Your eyelids fluttered open, weak but there.

“Katsuki…”

“Yeah. I’m here. We’re okay. You're okay.”

He brought your hand to his lips, letting the tears fall freely now. You’d made it. Barely. But you’d made it.

And so had your family.

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The hospital room was quieter now, filled with only soft beeping and the occasional squeak from the baby in the bassinet. You were still sleeping, recovering from the blood loss and surgery. Bakugo hadn’t moved from your side.

Except when the baby cried.

It startled him at first—the small, angry wail from something so tiny. Katsuki looked down at the bundle with wide eyes.

“Tch… what the hell do you want now?” he muttered, reaching into the bassinet with the same care he’d handle a bomb.

He picked the baby up, awkwardly at first, cradling her against his chest. She was so warm. So fragile. It made his heart squeeze in ways he didn’t expect.

“Yeah, yeah, I got you,” he grumbled, though his voice was much softer than usual. “You better not get used to cryin’ just to get picked up.”

She kept crying.

“…Okay, maybe you’re hungry or somethin’. I dunno. No one gave me a damn manual on how to be a dad.” He glanced toward the sleeping figure of you, lips pressed tightly. “You’d know what to do. You always know.”

Eventually, with the help of a nurse, he fed her. Clumsily. Stubbornly. But he did it. And when she stopped crying and fell asleep in his arms, something clicked.

He sat back down in the chair beside your bed, holding the baby on his chest now, wrapped in soft blankets. His eyes drifted to you—still pale, but breathing easier. More color in your cheeks.

"You almost left me, dumbass," he whispered. "Don’t ever scare me like that again."

The baby shifted in his arms, letting out a little sigh. Bakugo looked down at her.

“…She’s got your nose. And my shitty attitude, probably.”

He gently touched your hand again, threading his fingers through yours.

“I’m gonna take care of her. And you. Even if I screw it up sometimes. Just… don’t leave me to do it alone.”

As if you heard him, your fingers twitched. Your eyelids fluttered open again, hazy but awake.

“Katsuki…?”

He exhaled sharply. Relief, love, guilt, everything hit at once.

“Yeah. I got her. I got both of you.”

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The apartment was warmer than you remembered. Maybe it was the spring sun filtering through the windows. Or maybe it was the tiny presence sleeping in the bassinet, just a few feet away.

You were finally home.

Moving hurt. Breathing still felt heavy sometimes. But Katsuki never left your side. Not once.

He held your hand as you walked slowly to the couch, gently helping you sit down, fluffing pillows behind your back like he’d done it a thousand times before—even if his ears turned red while doing it.

“You good?” he asked, kneeling in front of you. His eyes scanned your face like he was still checking for danger.

You nodded, smiling softly. “I’m okay.”

“You better be.” His voice was gruff, but his thumb brushed your knee gently. “Scared the hell outta me, y’know.”

“I know.”

He didn’t say it, but you could see it in his eyes—he had cried. Maybe more than once. You reached out and ran your fingers through his messy blond hair.

Then a little noise came from the bassinet. A squeak, then a full-blown wail.

“Shit,” he muttered, standing up fast. “I got her, I got her.”

You watched him scoop her up with more confidence than a few days ago. He didn’t look scared now. Just tired. But in love.

Katsuki rocked her gently, pacing around the living room with her tucked against his shoulder.

“I just changed you,” he muttered under his breath. “Can’t be that again. You hungry? You got my appetite, huh?”

You laughed softly. “She probably does.”

He glanced over, and something flickered in his expression—something raw, unspoken.

“I don’t know what I’m doing,” he admitted. “With her. With you. But I’m trying. Every second.”

You blinked through sudden tears. “You’re doing amazing.”

Katsuki sat beside you with the baby, his arm sliding around your back so you could lean against him. She was quiet now, snuggled against his chest, tiny fingers curled into his shirt.

“She’s got your fire,” you whispered.

“Damn right she does,” he said. “You made her strong. Just like you.”

And in that moment, sitting on the couch in your little apartment, wrapped in each other’s warmth and the soft sounds of your new daughter breathing between you—everything felt right.

Not perfect. But real.

And real was enough.

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Requested by anonymous♡

A/n Really sorry if this isn't up to expectations😞 I tried my best also I'm so sorry for the late update!

"No More Games"

It was a typical afternoon at U.A. High School, and you were sitting in the classroom, mindlessly fiddling with a pencil as you waited for the next lesson to start. The usual chatter filled the room, but you were more focused on your own thoughts, distracted by the upcoming training session later that afternoon.

You didn’t notice at first, but someone was staring at you.

Katsuki Bakugo.

He was sitting at his desk across from yours, a scowl on his face, but his eyes were glued to you. You could feel his gaze, sharp and intense, but you didn’t think too much of it. Bakugo always looked like he was glaring at something or someone, so it wasn’t unusual. You were used to it by now.

The seconds stretched into minutes, and you glanced up, finally catching his stare. His eyes quickly darted away, his face flushing red, and he grumbled something under his breath. You just shrugged and went back to your thoughts, too oblivious to pick up on what was happening.

This wasn’t the first time Bakugo had acted strangely around you. Lately, you had noticed little things—like how he always seemed to be standing near you in training, or how he’d shoot sharp glances your way when he thought you weren’t looking. But it wasn’t like he was the easiest person to figure out. He was always so… Bakugo. Intense, fiery, and more than a little hard to read.

But something had changed in the past few weeks. It wasn’t just the stares or the little moments where you could have sworn his hand brushed against yours accidentally—no, there was something deeper to it. You just couldn’t quite put your finger on it.

And Bakugo? Well, he wasn’t one to express his feelings easily. In fact, he usually kept his distance from most people, especially when it came to emotions. But when it came to you... it was like he couldn’t help himself.

He’d gotten a little more... aggressive lately, in a way that wasn’t just his usual fiery attitude. He’d challenge you in training more, or mock you a little more than usual, but the way his eyes lingered on you made something deep in your chest tighten. Still, you pushed the thought away, thinking maybe you were imagining things.

It wasn’t until after class that things finally reached a boiling point.

You were walking down the hall, heading toward the dorms when you heard a voice calling your name.

“Oi! Y/N!”

You turned around and saw Bakugo striding toward you, his hands shoved in his pockets, his posture tense as usual.

“Yeah?” you said, giving him a curious look.

He came to a halt in front of you, his eyes narrowing. “Quit being an idiot.”

You blinked. “What?”

“I’ve been trying to make this damn obvious, and you’re still not getting it,” he snapped, his voice growing a little louder as his frustration began to show.

You raised an eyebrow, completely clueless. “Make what obvious?”

Bakugo growled, his fists tightening as if he was struggling to contain himself. “God, you’re so damn dumb!” His face was flushed with frustration, his usual scowl deepening. “I like you, okay?”

You stared at him, your mind stuttering. "What?"

He groaned, rubbing his forehead. "I’ve been trying to tell you, but you’re so damn oblivious. I like you, alright? I’ve liked you for a while now. Why do you think I’m always around you?"

For a moment, there was complete silence. You blinked, unsure if you had heard him right. Did Bakugo—Bakugo—just say that he liked you?

“No way…” you whispered to yourself, still processing.

“Are you seriously that thick?” he grumbled, his voice losing its usual intensity, but you could still hear the embarrassment underneath. “What do I have to do, huh? Set off a damn explosion just to get your attention?!”

You felt your heart race, suddenly realizing all the little signs you had missed—his presence always lingering near you, his stares, his teasing. And now, the confession you had never expected to come from him.

“I... I didn’t realize,” you admitted, your voice quiet as you took in the new information. “You never really said anything, and you’re always... well, Bakugo.”

“Yeah, I get it, alright?” he said, his hands coming up to tug at his hair in frustration. “I’m not good at this crap. I don’t do feelings or whatever, but you’ve been pissing me off because you don’t get it.”

You blinked a couple of times, still feeling the weight of his words hanging in the air. “So, you like me?” you repeated, just to make sure you understood.

“Yeah, I said it already, didn’t I?” Bakugo muttered, his face turning even redder, his hands crossing over his chest. “Damn, I’m not some idiot who can’t make himself clear. I like you. Are you happy now?”

You took a step closer, suddenly feeling bolder now that you knew what was going on. “Well, it’s about time you said something,” you teased, smiling at him.

Bakugo, clearly trying to hide his own embarrassment, scoffed. “I don’t need your damn pity smile,” he said gruffly, but there was a flicker of something in his eyes—hope, maybe?

You tilted your head, considering for a moment. “I guess I don’t mind you being around. I think I like you too.”

Bakugo froze, staring at you as if he hadn’t expected you to actually say it. His eyes widened slightly, and for the first time in forever, he seemed lost for words.

“Wait... what?” he asked, clearly caught off guard.

You chuckled at his reaction. “I think I like you too, Bakugo. But next time, try not to be so dramatic about it, okay?”

He grunted, his face turning red again. “Tch, whatever. Don’t make a big deal out of it, alright?”

But despite his words, he couldn’t help but smile just a little as he turned away, his steps a little lighter.

You stood there, watching him go, a smile tugging at your lips. You had no idea how things were going to go from here, but for the first time, you felt like maybe—just maybe—Bakugo wasn’t as hard to read as you thought.

PLSS MORE OF THE BAKUGO X READER A NEW WAY TO COPE!!🩷🩷🩷

//A new way to cope pt 2\\ Bakugo katsuki x fem reader

Heres part two of this fanfic, I'm very sorry that it took so much time but so many people have sendt me requests so I need to work equally on all of the drafts❤️(ANYWAYS HAVE A GOOD READING!

NOT PROOF READ!

Genre: comfort/ angst?

Warnings// typos, cursing, blood, ED, and scars But! If I missed something then please tell me in the comments so I can add it to the warnings

If any of the warnings makes you nauseous or sensitive then please leave, this story will probably describe some of the warnings very detailed!

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Your eyes widened even more and your whole body shok, blood dripping down your arm. It must've have bleed throught some holes in the bandage. Your throat got dry and you couldn't get out a sentence, without hesitation you quickly stood up from your seat, running out if the classroom and straight to your dorm.

Ignoring the people's yells. You ran up the stairs instead of the elevator, it would take too much time to get in it. As soon as you saw your dorm door you slammed it open and locked it. Tears threatened to spill out and your breath got uneven because of the lack of stamina. You stood by the wall next to the door and without realizing you fell down on your knees, clutching your chest as tears spilled out of your eyes.

The teardrops stung and you found it hard to get your breath back. You coughed as you gripped tighter at your chest, but suddenly everything went quiet when you heard a knock on the door.

"L/n, open the damn door."

You swallowed the lump in your throat and kept quiet, not daring to make a sound.

"Open up, now i know you're in there."

You kept quiet for a few seconds before you eventually gave up.

"Leave me alone..."

You said weakly, the tone in your voice clear that you had been crying. The anxiety in your chest grew as more footsteps were approaching your door, your hands shook fast with fear and anxiety.

"L/n y/n, Open up this door. If I find out you self harm I have to talk to you"

Aizawa's voice said sternly and firmly. He knocked several times on your door, his fists slamming against the wood. He sighted before stopping,

"When you come out of that door, we need to have a serious talk"

His footsteps disappeared, some other quickly following after him til it was nothing but silence. You looked down and frowned before pulling yourself up from where you sat, dusting of some of the dust on your shirt and skirt.

You took some wipes and wiped away all of the smured makeup. You dried your face and walked towards the door, taking a deep breath. Your hands meet the handle before gently pushing it aside.

The door creaked and was heavy, making it a bit difficult.When the door was fully opened you saw a shadow infront of you, you tensed as a familiar voice talked.

"Y/n, let me in"

Your shoulders sank and your heart dropped, the light in the room began to move so his face was fully in sight. You didn't even have time to answer before he grabbed your shoulder and pushed you inside the room again while locking the door.

He sat you down on the bed and gave you a stage before going to the bathroom. You sat there alone in silence, judging yourself for getting in this situation while you fidged with your fingers.

As the familiar blonde haired boy came out of the bathroom he sat down next to you with some bandages and a wet cloth in his hands, you heard him make a small "tch" sound before he got to work on your arm.

You winced as the cold water clensed your wounds. It stung and bled a little. You grunted.

"Don't do it so harsh. It stings..."

You said almost whispering, bakugo's eyes flickered to you for a second before drifting down to your arm again.

"Well, if you didn't cut yourself it wouldn't sting"

He said in a voice between irritated and concerned, his lips were formed into a frown but his eyes held a concerned emotion. After he bandaged your arm and cleaned the scars his eyes stared deep into your soul, almost waiting for you to explain. You sighted and swallowed your saliva.

"Well? What are you waiting for?"

Your head quickly snapped away, and your eyes darted to your table. No way in hell you were gonna look him in the eyes after what he'd found out.

"Oi, look at me"

His gruff voice said as a grumble formed in his throat. After a while of not staring at each other he finally had enought. He grabbed your chin and pointed your face against him, making you look at him

"i said look at me"

Your lips curled into a frown and a few tears started to spill

"I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry"

You began to apologize, his eyes widened and he made a confused noise.

"The hell are you apologizing for"

"I did it because i feel so useless, ive always had problems with eating which resulted in an eating disorder, i got so tired so i thought it was gonna make the pain go away, I'm so sorry katsuki!"

You cried as you vented and aplogized, you could've swore his eyes got softer as his hand moved closer to your eyes, he dried away some tears.

"Don't go crying now, it doesn't look good on you"

He calmly said as both of his arms pulled you closer to his chest, you sniffled as you laid your head on his shoulder.

"I'm not good with this comforting shit so don't judge me, but take slow and deep breaths."

He began stroking your hair and held you tighter, trying to match his breaths with you. Eventually, you calmed down in his embrace and began to breathe slowly before getting your breath back.

"I know sometimes things are tough and you just want to give up but trust me, this isn't the right way, i can't belive that I'm saying this but you have us, your classmates and your teacher's, we will help you with everything you need and we will always listen to you. Everything is gonna be fine"

You looked up at him, the lump in your throat slowly fading away as you laid your head against his bicep.

"Thank you katsuki"

He chuckled, a smirk returning to his lips as he ruffled your hair.

"No problem squirt"

"Now"

Katsuki raised an eyebrow at your sudden change of voice, he looked down to see you smirking.

"I promise i will stop, but you have to give me something back"

"And what exactly is that squirt?"

You grinned even more making katsuki more suspicious before opening your mouth to answer.

"Let me sleep on your biceps every night til j get better"

As you talked katsuki eyes widened before bursting out laughing, pushing you of his chest as you fell down in the middle of the bed with a grin on your face.

His laughter soon calmed down and he laid down next to you, holding you close as a last chuckle left his lips.

"You're so weird, you know that?"

You smiled and nuzzled closer to him, yawning and burying your face in his muscles.

"I have no idea what you're talking about"

He smirked and laid his head on top of yours "Oh I know you do"

A few seconds pass of bare silence and he raised his head and looked at you. Your eyes were closed and your breaths making your chest move up and down

"Damn idiot, fell asleep huh? Well if you're allowed to sleep on my chest i better be allowed too"

He moved closer to you and laid his head on your chest, pulling you in his arms and placing one kiss at the tip of your nose smiling.

"Sweet dreams, squirt"

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AHH IT'S FINALLY DONE, IM SO SORRY FOR MAKING YALL WAIT FOR SO LONG IVE JUST BEEN VERY BUSY AND STUFF BUT I MAY GO BACK TO POSTING REGULARLY♡Also I think this will be the end but comment if you'd like another chapter♡

Mha characters as dads 💥🪨⚡️

Genre: fluff

AGED UP AU!

(I didn't write so much bc i didn't have ideas and I was tired XD)

Denki Kaminari:⚡️

-Actually fainted when you told him the news, you had to stop him from short-circuiting three times.

-Will do his best to make you laugh during your hard times into your pregnancy and will not tolerate to see you sad.

-will talk to your belly whenever he gets the chance, you sometimes wake up to him talking to your stomach

-when you have morning sickness he will sprint out of the bed and into the bathroom to comfort you.

-He loves to make cute little nicknames for you, himself, and the unborn baby, he will call you his sea and calls himself men (yall get it? lmao) and calls the baby the result.

-You both agreed on having a water birth at home bc that was how your mom had you (in this au)

-When yall went to a doctors appointment he was really excited to know the gender, but later yall found out you was having twins. You swear you've never seen him smile so much since you got married.

-The day your water broke he was a pacing akward mess, he checked up on you every 5 second and made sure you were okay.

-You leggit almost put a curse on that poor boy when you were nearing 10 centimeters, even if denki was a hero and he'd fight dangerous villains and that stuff you'd never seen him so scared before (XD)

-When it came to pushing he held your hand the hardest he could, he promised you could squeeze his hand as hard you could. But only in a few minute's he was a whining mess about how you were breaking his bones

-When you two heard the twins cry for the first time he was a laughing mess while you were a crying mess, you got two sons.

-the firstborn son was named hiro and the other one was named mio, denki was the first one to hold them (Bc he had your permission ofc)

-Even tho he was awfully in love with his sons and would offer everything for them, they bit. And not even a little, it was like they were born as a wild animal.

-But even if the babies bit, shat, hit each other, cried at night keeping yall up the whole night and cried nonstop.

-He still loved them.

Kirishima Ejirou:🪨

-100% cried when you told him the news, he called everyone he knew and told them the amazing news.

-Always has his hand on your belly, even when it was flat.

-He will always lay in bed with you and blabber about everything he wants to happen (for example, having a girl, the baby being healthy, etc)

-When you had the baby it was the happiest day of his life, and as he wished for, he got a baby girl (not that he wouldn't mind a boy)

-you ended up on naming the baby ria.

-Always has his baby girls in his lap, he will carry ria in his arm and have you in his lap while stroking rias small head with tufts of hair.

-His mother's always comes and visits to help you out with ria when kirishima is out working.

-When you leave kirishima alone with ria she does not want to get feed with a bottle or that formula that tastes ass, she would much rather suck on kirishima's finger til you come home (even though kirishima has tried to feed her multiple times she still does it)

-When Ria turns the age where babies walk he can not say no to those adorable red eyes staring at him. He was a rich pro hero, so why not use it?

-He gets emotional when ria turns 8, he thinks about all the times when she was a baby and always looks throught the baby book of her when she was little, atleast two times a day.

-In the end he asks you for another child, since ria often gets "bored" and she "said" that she wanted a sibling (he completely made it up)

-You often wonder where ria gets her pouting from, when you remember that kirishima Ejirou is your husband.

-You still love them tho.

Bakugo katsuki:💥

(I rushed this, so im sorry if typos!)

-Is completly horrified when you told him you were pregnant with his child, he was afraid that he would be a bad dad and that he would do something wrong. It took you so many hours to reassure him that everything would be fine.

-After he began having more confidence about being a dad he bragged. He bragged about how he was the first in his class to have a child, how lucky he was and that stuff.

-His mom, mitsuki will literally barge into his house just to ignore his yelling and going straight to you to check up on you.

-When you're in your second trimester you have really bad mood swings, you will literally threaten him with a knife from the kitchen and he will just be standing a few feet away from you like🧍‍♂️

-At night when you have cravings he will grumble about how he will not get you ice cream in the middle of the night, when 5 minutes later he will go into the nearest store. (he loves you and you know it🤭)

-At night he WILL have his head on your belly while you're sleeping, listening for the babys heartbeat and movements. (He will always deny it if you catch him)

-One random night your water suddenly broke, you woke up panicked. Beside you was bakugo sleeping, his loud snores very loud (his father roots already showing)

-It. Took. You. Thirty. Fucking. Minutes. To. Wake. That. Bitch. Up.

-You shook his shoulders fast for about 30 minutes before he stirled in his sleep, after not so long he woke up groggily asking what was wrong.

-when you told him his eyes widened and his mouth opened as wide as it could. He was quick out of the bed and grabbing the hospital bag while being careful not to stress you out more than you already were.

-you got in the car and he drove to the hospital, his eyes quickly darting to you a few times. When you arrived he picked you up bridal style and walked right in the doors.

-Nurses gathered around you and walked you to a room where they sat you down and got you comfortable.

•timeskip to when you got the baby bc I'm too lazy to write and + I'm tired•

-when he first saw the baby he couldn't belive his eyes, it looked exactly like him, and brhaved like him too

-The baby locked eyes with her dad, looked him up and down before rolling her eyes and finishing it with a little scowl.

-That was when he knew she was his

//A new way to cope\\ Bakugo katsuki x fem reader

(Not my GIF!)

Warnings// Self harm, (kind of detailed) not good English, mentions of throwing up and ED, anxiety user and maybe some harsh words, reader talking bad about themselves and maybe some angst if the actions in this isn't.

Sorry if this was written dryly, XD but I'm not so good at writing stories, i just have the storyline in my head, and I know what I should write and what it's abt, but then my head completly shuts down and i forget how to write XD

Might write a part two

SORRY FOR TAKING SO MUCH TIME TO MAKE THIS

This story is probably short bc it' my first time writing on here, but I will make my other fucs longer

I think that's all, but please comment if I missed something and I'll put it in the warnings:) English is not my first language so be aware for some typos. This will probably be verg detailed and i might use a few words many times after each other but, without further ado let's get into it

Also, to those who are suffering from any of these I want you to know that i support you, ive also had a past with self harm and you're strong and my messages will always be open if you would like to chat, I don't judge and I will comfort you in the best way possible 💗

(This was a request from my sister)

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You grunted as the hard and big sharp blade pierced and dragged down your arm multiple time's, blood trickling down all the way to the bottom as you heard the drops of blood hit the ground. Your breath was uneven and your hands and whole body shok, probably because of the sharp object injected into your skin. You didn't know why you did it, but it just felt right.

A few moments passed before you walked towards the bathroom to wash of the remains of the blood on the blade, the bathroom door creaked as you pushed it aside.

You took a cloth that hung on the small metall bar beside the shower and carefully wiped the blade, being carefull to clean everything off and not to cut your finger.

You laid back the cloth and walked back towards a drawer next to your bed, you gently and carefully placed the blade into one of the shovels.

You sighted as you looked at your arms, blood dripping out of the hem of it, you'd probably have to bandage it because of the cuts, but then you'd have to go downstairs to get some from thr medkit in the small box that was hung on a wall inside the kitchen and then everybody would suspect something going on.

You didn't want to start commotion, that was the least you needed right now. You had a few cotton pads in a tall glass next to your makeup shellf and you also had a box of wipes under your desk so you didn't have to worry about those things.

"Hmm... maybe i should just ask katsuki he usually doesn't question things unless he gets suspicious, and most of the times he had to bring something to you he never asked why you needed it"

You told to yourself.

And if he got suspicious, you could just say something happened at training, right?

You walked to the bed and sat on it, quickly grasping your phone and pressing on Bakugo's contact.

"Can you bring me some bandages plsss"

You typed and laid down the phone, waiting for a response. "Bling" was suddenly heard and you picked up the phone.

"Tch, are you too lazy to to downstairs or somethin"

"Just get it for me asshole"

"K, fine."

A few moments later bakugo knocked on ythe door and you sprinted quietly towards it, you opened the door halways so he wouldn't see your bloodied arms.

"Here ya go, take the the bandages, but why do ya even need it in the first place"

"Oh uhm, something happened at training today, it's nothing serious but my "wound" opened up again, but anyways thanks for the bandages!"

He frowned and made a "tch" sound before he turned on his heels and walked away. You rolled your eyes before closing the door. You gathered all the things you needed to clean and bandage the scars.

First you put some water on a few cotton pads and softly wiped the bleeding cuts with it, then you grabbed a pair of wipes and carefully wiped of the water. Finally you picked up the bandage roll and cut off a small piece, you carefully wrapped it around your arms.

After everything was done you cleaned up everything around you, washing away the drops of blood on the floor and changing into your night clothes.

You checked your phone before placing it on your night table and pulling the blanket over your body.

Hours passed and soon sunlight beams became vissible shining strongly throught the curtains. You woke up and groaned as you sat up and rubbed your eyes, your memory refreshing as you thought about how much damage you did yesterday.

You raised your arm as a sudden pain stung you, you whinced and groaned as you shut your eyes closed. A sight left your mouth as you stood up and walked towards your closet, you grabbed your uniform and walked towards the bathroom to change.

When you were done you did light makeup look with mascara, lipgloss and a tiny bit of blush. You smiled at your outfilt, you put your books in your bag and made sure you looked fine before heading downstairs to eat breakfast.

When you arrived downstairs you saw some of your classmates already sitting around a table, they shoot you a glance and waved at you to come closer. You took quicks steps towards them and sat down next to mina.

"Hey girl! What took ya so looooong, it was getting boring without you"

She said as she took a bite out of her cereal earning a chuckle from you.

"Sorry sorry! I guess I lost track of time, I promise!"

"Hmmm, are ya sure you weren't making out with bakugo or something like that"

She smirked as the people around you quickly widened their eyes and shoot bakugo and you a glance. Your mouth widened and your eyes raised, bakugo quickly looked at mina and shot her a big frown, IIda's eyes looked like they were gonna pop out if his scull, momo put a hand on her mouth and sero smiled playfully.

"WHAT THE HELL RACOON EYES"

"H-HUH"

"Oh god"

"THAT IS HIGHLY INAPPROPIATE"

Your cheeks flushes with a red tint and you quickly tried to change the topic of the talk.

"That didn't happen, I promise!"

"Hmmm, fine fine I belive you but next time I'll catch you"

"You sure will"

You said while chuckling.

A few minutes later you checked the watch on your wrist, a few minutes left before class was starting. You put your breakfast in your backpack before rising up from your seat.

As you took some steps you heard mina say your name

"Y/n? Why didn't you eat your lunch, you didn't even take one bite"

She asked with a confusing look on her face.

"Oh uhm, im not really hungry right now, feeling a little nauseous so just might wait til dinner"

Katsuki took a notice in this but didn't say anything as he watched and listened to your conversation with the pink haired girl.

"Oh okay, hope you get better, we better get going to class too, mind if we walk with you to class?

"I don't"

You smiled as you watched her and the others stand up, throwing away the remains of the breakfast in the trash before following you to class.

Some hours later you're in your fourth period, your scars itched and were begging to get itched. Your brows furrowed in irritation, your homeroom teacher, shota aizawa took a notice in how your brows had furrowed in almost each period.

He walked to your desk and bent down with his hands on each side of the table.

"L/n what's wrong, and don't you dare say nothings wrong because I've noticed your face rhythms so tell me"

You looked up at his sharp face studying your every move.

"Uhm, nothings wrong what do you mean"

"L/n."

He stated strongly, "don't you lie to me"

"I'm fine, don't you worry"

He grabbed your arm before watching you whince and groan as you pulled your arm back in a fast motion holding it with your other arm.

He slowly pulled his arm back and looked at it.

"Why did you-" He stopped talking when he noticed something red spilled under your left arms hem.

You widened your eyes and swallowed your saliva, watching his eyes following your gaze. You hid your arm under the desk as you waited for a reaction.

"L/n, let me see" he spoke in a dark tone as his eyes darkened.

Your lips shivered as you shook your head, you didn't have time to react before he snatched your arm back and pulled your shirt around the arm back.

He stopped when he had pulled it away, looking at the cuts around your arms. Some were small, other were looking like a normal cut you would get from getting scratched from a cat or something like that, but what really worried aizawa was the three very big cuts bleeding on the top of your arm near the elbow.

"What the h-hell" he stuttered, his eyes wide.

"Tell me what happened right now, i know damn well this injury didn't happen during training"

Your throat got dry and you struggled to find the words to explain and make up a new lie.

"TELL ME RIGHT NOW"

Aizawa shouted as you flinched and turned your head away, other students heads turned your way and looked worried for Mr Aizawa's outburst.

They locked eyes with where aizawa's were staring and many eyes widened, including bakugos,

It dripped a little more than a normal cuts would bleed, plus an injury couldn't make so many cuts in different places.

"Y/n..."

Bakugo said your name slowly as he raised up from his desk, his normal grin or smirk replaced by an angry-worried expression.

He slowly walked towards you.

Shit, this wasn't supposed to happen.

TBC?

Nobody hmu

*Screaming*

Bakugo had a really tough fight and got ammited to the hospital for 3 days

Bakugo: Finally

Kirishima: Come on let's get you some vitamin D

Danki: ...... Sunlight or dic...

Katsuki Bakugou was definitely one of those tank top and booty shorts in the middle of winter kids. Tell me I'm wrong.. 😞

Another brainfart but it's MHA related

IzuOcha is cute but this BkDk and TogaChako so be warned !!!

Basically, Royal!AU where Izuku and Ochako are betrothed to each other, but Izuku likes one of his knights (Katsuki) and Ochako has taken a liking to the bandit who has been appearing on wanted posters lately (Toga) and so they're just two doomed gays.

I wanna see someone write abt this, good or bad ending.

my phone screen ✨💖🖤💀🌷🌙🌸😻

i made the background myself and the phone icons 🤗

Please read it’s important!

I would love for you guys to make requests here are some of my do’s and don’ts of what I will write!

What I will write

I can write for all the characters that you find on my master list!

I can do smut, angst and fluff.

I am happy to write for anixtey/depression/comfort as I struggle with these but I am NOT romanticising it.

I am also open to writing ed comfort as well.

Pregnant series/fics and well as period comfort! I personally love these stories and fics so I’m happy to write them!

I will write stories with not happy ending if you guys want I js hate to write them bc it hurts my heart sm

I am also happy to do multiple parts as well. Or any series you guys would like to read.

I was gonna do a piercer shinsou, with diff scenarios and a drummer Bakugo one as well.

I’m pretty much open to any ideas apart from the ones I’m about to list!

I think I’m open to wlw fics with a female character and a female reader!

What I will not write.

Rape, incest, golden showers/ piss or shit kinks, abuse full on (maybe an awareness or comfort like where Reader was in a past abusive relationship but I will not do full on scenarios of abuse)

Anal, or mlm fics, I’m not rlly comfortable with wirttting for a Male reader as I’m female!

Threesomes or gang bangs.

I won’t make any characters abusive or anything, but I may talk about if reader was in a past abusive relationship or bad realtor ship with parents but only mentions!

I think that’s it for now I may add more later!

I’m pretty open to any requests be don’t be shy to request an idea i don’t judge and I’m more than happy to write whatever you like!

User is antisocial so while the rest of the class in the dorms common area they're chilling in their room by themselves on their phone or whtev and Bakugo is crushing on user and he goes to them 😽💥

Ps. Loving ur work im eating ts like a starved woman u angel omg 🙏

Haha thank you means a lot lovely! I had so much fun writing this so thanks for the request. I hope it’s what you mean 🫶

Antisocial

Bakugo x fem reader

Everyone was lounging around in the common room of the dorms, kirishima, denki and Sero were arguing over which pro hero’s they think they could win in a fight against.

The girls were gossiping, they also dragged todoroki along with them. Him just nodding away at their conversations often replying with oh’s and mhm’s when they chime him in.

While Izuku was scribbling away in his journal.

Bakugo was sat next to kirishima, not paying attention to any of their antics because he was to busy looking for you.

Bakugo has kinda had a thing for you for awhile now, took him a while to realise he actually liked you because of his stubborn nature but once he did he was going insane.

You were a very anti social person and you only ever really had conversations when needed or when others talked to you.

You were the complete opposite of Bakugo his loud nature with your quiet one but surprisingly you both got along really well.

Maybe it was the fact you both had romantic feelings for each other.

But both of you were to scared to admit it.

You were scared because how could Bakugo like someone like you? He was loud and you were quiet, he had seemed to have high expectations for everybody and you were worried you didn’t quite fit under any of them.

And Bakugo was scared because he never really knew how you were feeling because you never really socialise with anyone. Hell he can’t even go and ask one of the girls because you rarely talk to them. (They all love you though, they think your the sweetest they just let you do your own thing)

You found comfort in being alone with your own company and your phone, which is precisely what you were doing right now, on your phone in your dorm room.

Bakugo was getting frustrated as he hadn’t seen you much (he just misses you) so he decided if you weren’t going to socialise with him, he was gonna socialise with you.

With a huff he gets up off the couch, ignoring his friends protests and heads to your dorm.

He knocks loudly hoping to give you enough warning before barging in making you jump and clutch your chest, your phone flying out of your hands.

“Jesus Bakugo! You scared me”

“Tch didn’t mean to”

He came in and shut the door behind him before standing there awkwardly, he didn’t really think this far ahead.

Shit.

You look up at him, sighing before patting the spot on the bed next to you.

He nods and heads over before sitting down his body whole tense.

It was a very akward and tense silence both not knowing what to say.

He clears his throat before speaking

“Didn’t see you much today.”

“Yeah I didn’t wanna eat with the others so I took my lunch outside, and after class I came straight here.”

You look away embarrassed, which he finds absolutely adorable.

“Why not?”

“People aren’t my scene”

“Bet you wouldn’t know.”

You say, his eyebrows quirk up giving you a confused look,

“The fuck does that mean”

“You know, your loud and very body loves you and you have loads of friends.”

“Those idiots aren’t my friends and m’not that loud”

“Sooo… you don’t have any friends then?”

There’s a pause, he hesitates before saying in a soft tone

“Your my friend”

“Really? I get to be friends with THE Bakugo?”

Your tone is playful and he just smiles slightly before you nudge him with your elbow saying,

“Your my friend too”

There another pause of silence but this time it’s more of a comfortable one, Like you both are soaking in each other presence, and Bakugo is finally letting his body relax.

“This is nice, I enjoy the peace like this.”

You smile down at your lap, you alone with your crush. In your dorm. By yourself.

Oh.

Your cheeks heat up.

“Correction, I enjoy peace with you.”

You say not bothering to look up at him.to worried he will see how hard your blushing right now.

He turns his head when he hears you say this internally giggling and kicking his feet.

“Oh yeah?”

“Mhm”

Again, another beat of silence.

“Do you wanna do this more often? Sometime soon? Just us two, maybe lunch?”

His heart is beating in his chest so hard he feel like it might fall out of his ass.

“Are you asking me on a date?”

“Yeah I think I am.”

He was sweating, what if you down right rejected him? Oh god. He wouldn’t be able to live that down. He was really overthinking it. See what you so to him?

“I would love to.”

You whisper.

He looks over to you noticing how your avoiding eye contact and how flushed you look.

“Are you blushing?”

“No” you say looking around causing him to let out a breathy chuckle.

His index finger hooks under your chin turning your head towards him. And he’s instantly meet with your whole face red as a tomato.

“Aw you are!”

You blush even harder. Omg omg you think to yourself,

His hand comes up to cup your cheek, and looks down at your lips, leaning in but stopping an inch away, before looking back up at your eyes.

You nod, and he leans in and presses his lips against yours, it’s slow, and his lips are?

Surprisingly soff?

For someone with a fiery temper god he has soft lips.

He pulls away from the kiss and smirks,

“So I’ll see you at lunch tomorrow?”

“Mhm” you say nodding your head to flustered to form a real answer,

And before you blink he is gone.

And your left there stunned. And you don’t have anyone to talk to about this.

As Bakugo closes your door behind him he leans against the wall and he is blushing so HARD. He wants to go back in there and do it again, he misses you already.

But he can’t let you see how flustered you make him.

After all he is still Bakugo.

Dry humping with Bakugo for the first time but reader is shy

You and katsuki have been dating for about four months now, but you guys haven’t really gotten intimate with each, the furthest being a steamy make out sesh.

But you didn’t want to just make out.

…

You were at Bakugo’s dorm watching a movie all cuddled up, you glance up at him but he seems to be too engrossed in the movie playing to notice.

You were bored and wanted some attention from your boyfriend but didn’t know how to ask.

You sigh Unintentionally, causing Bakugo to look down before him saying “Tch what’s wrong with you?”

“Nothing”

He knew you were lying Bakugo wasn’t stupid, he knew you wanted some attention it was written all over your face. He noticed how many times you looked up at him, your eyes full in hopes he’d notice you.

He lets out a breath before pulling you into his lap

“Is this what you wanted hm? Some attention?”

He mumbles kissing down you neck, before coming back up and attacking your lips.

You lean into the kiss before opening your mouth slightly hoping Bakugo would take the invite- which he did.

But you needed more.

Both your hands met up and tangled their way into Bakugo’s hair earning a groan from him. God it turned him on when you did that.

Still needing more you grind your hips down onto Bakugo, him bucking his hips slightly at the contact, causing you to whimper.

God it felt good. You grind down on his again before slightly pulling away from the kiss

“I-is this ok?”

“Obviously dumbass” he says kissing you again mumbling into your lips “wouldn’t let you if it wasn’t”

His hands roam over your body before meeting at your waist guiding your hips along his, creating a steady rhythm.

You apply more pressure which causes you and Bakugo to moan in sync.

“Feels good” you manage to let out, Bakugo moving down to kiss your neck leaving little marks all over.

“Tch obviously” he says into your neck his hot breath sending shivers down your spine

The friction was driving both you and Bakugo crazy.

“Think I might cum like this pretty girl” Bakugo says pulling away from your neck and staring directly into your eyes, watching as you get nervous never really being able to hold eye contact with him.

You turn red hot, embarrassed, you look down at where your hips met with his watching as you grind yourself down, Bakugo’s hips bucking up at yours.

His hardness is prominent. He grabs your face forcing you to look at him-

“Getting shy on me hm?”

He says a smirk plastered across his face.

You start to grind your hips faster and harder against his, whimpering slightly, that feeling building up in your stomach.

Bakugo noticed. Of course. How could he not?

“You close baby? You gonna cum for me?”

He words send you over the edge, you throw your head back moaning as you come undone.

Bakugo thrusts up, chasing his high, your pretty moans and whimpers sending him over the edge.

Once you come down from your high you glance down at Bakugo who is already staring at you with his casual smirk.

“Enjoy yourself? Is that what you wanted hm?”

You nod looking away shyly earring a chuckle from Bakugo.

“Look at the mess you made me make baby”

You look down and sure enough, you see the wet patch from his orgasm. You turn a bright red shade which Bakugo finds adorable.

“We are gonna do that more often baby.”



Master list

Rules for requests!

Bakugo katsuki

Never pleased

Is that seriously who you think I am?

Sleepy princess

Sorry not sorry

Dry humping with Bakugo for the first time but reader is shy

Antisocial

Shoto tokdoroki

Insecure

Kirishima

Coming soon

izuku midoriya

Coming soon

hiotshi shinsou

Late night cuddles

Multi character

Aftercare with the mha boys

Sero Hanta

Breakdown

Amajiki tamaki

Coming soon promise

Touya todoroki (dabi)

Coming soon

Sorry not sorry

Kirishima and Denki invite Bakugo out to hang with them but Bakugo has a better plan.

This one is super short sorry guys.

Just fluff, few cusses that it rlly.

You and Bakugo were both curled up in Bakugo’s dorm, a movie playing as back ground noise.

Bakugo was laying on top of you, his head nuzzled into the crook of your neck-

While you were running one hand through his hair the other rubbing soothing circles on his back.

Nights like these, when it was just the two of you, doing absolutely nothing but being in each others company was Bakugo’s favourite.

It’s something he may never say out loud but it’s something you will always know.

Because Bakugo has never really had his way with words but somehow you always know what he is actually thinking.

Like when you tell him you missed him and he just reply’s with

“Shut up dumbass don’t get all sappy on me.”

You know he means he missed you too.

So when there was a knock on the door, Bakugo groaned into your neck choosing to ignore it.

But when he hears them knock again he’s fuming.

He gets up off of you with a huff and heads for the door, hearing a knock again, Bakugo simply reply’s with

“I’m fucking coming dumbass” he tone makes it evident he was frustrated

When he opens the door he’s met with denki and kirishima standing there like two kids in a candy shop.

“What do you two idiots want?”

“We finally got our hands on the new game we have being dying to play, wanna come and chill with us?”

Kirishima asks his eyes wide with excitement.

“Y/n is here though.”

“C’mon bro surely she will understand.” Denki says trying to sound convincing as he can.

“Yeah you guys are always together”

“Let me ask her”

Bakugo shuts the door and rubs a hand over his face in frustration.

“Katsuki go hang out with your friends. You have been wanting to play that game.”

Bakugo opens the door, before saying

“Y/n said no” your eyes widen at his statement

“What? do you seriously need permission?”

“Whatever my girl says goes. Now get lost idiots.”

Bakugo Slams the door before giving them a chance to protest.

“Katsuki you make me sound controlling, why didn’t you just go and hang out with them?”

“Why would I hang out with those idiots when I can hang out with my hot sexy girlfriend hm?”

He states making it sound as if it were common sense. Climbing back into his position he was in before, letting out a sigh of relief, his eyelids falling droopy.

“Your impossible suki”

“You love it though baby.”

And you did.

Is that seriously who you think I am?

Summary: Reader and Bakugo are messing around and not putting a label on it both to scared to confess their feelings and ruin what they have going. Reader is on her period and avoids Bakugo because she thinks he only wants sex. Bakugo not knowing what he has done confronts her. Will this lead to a confession?

You and Bakugo have been messing around for about two months now. You weren’t quite sure how it had happened but here you guys are.

Although you have liked Bakugo for a lot longer than you two have been getting down and dirty. You know you should tell him, but what you guys have is so good, so why ruin it?

Little did you know-

Bakugo feels the same way.

You had last seen Bakugo two days ago. And to your despise You had started your period yesterday and you were doing the best you can to avoid him.

You know it wasn’t right but you just couldn’t bring yourself to tell him. He would probably think you’re gross right?

Class was alittle hard to avoid him though. “Oi wanna hang later?” He would ask, only for you to respond with any excuse that came to the top of your head.

“Sorry I can’t tonight me and Mina are hanging I promised I would for awhile now but I keep putting her off to hang with you.”

“Aight its whatever”

Later that night your in your dorm with one of Bakugo’s hoodie he gave you one night when you insisted on walking back to your dorm at 1am in the freezing cold. It smelled a lot like him. Burnt wood, with a hint of caramel. You were all snuggled up watching a movie when your phone dings.

Having fun with Mina?

So much fun we are watching all the scream movies lol. :)

Bakugo scoffed as he stared at your message. Mina was sitting right across from him with kirishima. Were you purposely avoiding him? Did he upset you? Did you find out he had feelings for you?

Bakugo couldn’t stand these thoughts any longer. Without thinking he got up and started walking. Anger was flooding his vision and he didn’t quite know where he was going, his feet taking the lead.

But when he stopped outside your door, contemplating whether he would knock or not, his heart started beating really fast.

What if he went in and you ended things?

No no he thought.

He has got to get to the bottom of this.

Without thinking he swings your door open, and his eyes are met with you curled in a ball-

With his hoodie on.

“Alright, Cut the shit why are you avoiding me?”

“What do you mean Bakugo”

“I know yourr not hanging out with Mina”

“Yeah we ran out of snacks so she went to get some more.”

“Stop lying to me y/n, I saw her with kirishima. You have three seconds to tell me why you have been avoiding me or I swear to god”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about Bakugo.”

Bakugo raised his eyebrows, giving you a knowing look, Causing You to sigh and sit up.

“We… can’t have sex Bakugo.” You say your voice lowered

“What?”

“I said we can’t have sex”

“No I know what you said but why? Did I do something wrong. Are you dropping me?”

“No of course not! It’s just… it’s stupid.”

“Tch spit out already .”

“I’m on my period.”

Bakugo gives you a confused look.

“ wait… is that the reason you have been avoiding me?”

“Yeah.. because we can’t have sex and you will probably think m’gross or something.”

“Hold up. Let me get this straight, You think I don’t want to see you because you’re on your period.”

“Is that seriously who you think I am?”

“Well kinda, Yeah”

Bakugo rubs a hand over his face before taking a deep breath.

“Kid, I always wanna see you sex or not.”

“You do?”

“Yes dumbass of course I do. I like you a lot. M‘not just here cuz of your body.”

“All though it is a bonus.”

“You like me?”

“Is that so hard to believe? I only didn’t tell you because I didn’t think you’d feel the same. I mean who would like someone like me?”

“Bakugo I do. I just thought you didn’t like me like that.”

“Oh.. I guess we are both idiots then.”

Bakugo looks down at you and smiles, you returning one. “So Uhm.. how are you feeling?”

“Honestly not the best”

“ alright move over then.”

You Scooch over and Bakugo gets under the covers. He places his large hand over you lower stomach. Heating his hand slightly to give you some relief.

“Is this okay?”

“Yes it’s very nice that you suki.”

You play the movies and eventually fall asleep in Bakugo’s arms.

Bakugo looks down smiling to himself. How did he get so lucky?

He leans down to you ear and whispers

“ your mine. Forever and always.”

Let’s just say you slept very well that night.

A/N do we like??? I tried let me know if it’s ass.

Never pleased

Summary: you’re a people pleaser who doesn’t know how to say no to anyone. Your boyfriend Bakugo ever so attentive can’t sit back anymore and watch you put others before yourself.

Bakugo knows you like the back of his hand no doubt.

He’s knows your favourite food, your favourite colour, your go to movie to watch when your sad, but most of all he knows how you just cannot say no to anyone.

He has brought this issue to your attention before but you had simply brushed it off and told him that it was nothing worth worrying over.

Not him though.

He didn’t just brush it off.

But still he kept to himself until he just couldn’t no more.

The morning had started like every other one Bakugo waking up bright and early to get ready for class expect there was just one thing that was out of place. You. When he had fallen asleep you were right with him which was a common occurrence but when he had woken up without his beautiful baby by his side? He was very very confused to say the least. He didn’t worry to much over it and just assumed something had up come up or you had left something at your dorm room.

Just to be sure he flicked you a quick text.

Where did you run off to?

Setting his phone down Bakugo started to get ready for class which consisted of showering getting dressed and fixing his bed hair. He picked up his phone expecting a text back from you instead he is left on delivered. Brushing it off he didn’t think to much of it and started heading to class. Everybody was getting seated and he glanced around trying to find you and failing to see you anywhere. Now this was weird. You always tell everyone that punctuality is the best trait to have and everybody should obtain especially when it comes to education. Bakugo furrowed his brows and reaches into his pocket pulling out his phone and opening your contact.

Nerd where are you? You are never late to class hope you didn’t die on me.

As he puts his phone back into his Pocket he feels it vibrate and quickly pulls it out…

Oh I’m so sorry my phone was on dnd. I’m sorry I left last night but I waited for you to be asleep! I just had so much work I needed to do and I got barely any sleep. I’ll be in class in five :)



He stared at his phone with a confused look. Work you needed to do? What work did you need to do that required you to stay up all night? You were already caught up in all your classes you were one of the top students in fact , so why do you need to spend your whole night doing more?

Five minutes go by and Bakugo looks up as you are rushing into class spurring apology’s blabbing an excuse that Bakugo can’t quite make out. You rush over and take a seat next to him and giving him a shy smile. But Bakugo can see it. The tiredness in your eyes the way you slouch ever so slightly your demeanour just seemed so exhausted, hell he was getting exhausted just but looking at you. “ what work is so important that you had to stay up all night. If it was that bad I would have helped you” he asked his tone harsh and usual. “ oh Mina and Denki had some work they wanted me to do” this made bakugo’s eye twitch not because of the problem at hand but how you had said it like it was the most natural thing in the world. “Tch don’t do those idiots work s’not your fault they are stupid.”

“Bakugo they aren’t stupid they just… needed a little help is all.” “ tch whatever.”

And Bakugo left it at that.

Later everybody was practicing sparing, but you just couldn’t seem to catch a break. The other students were using you to their advantage-

Not in a malicious way, no no not at all. Just causal things like asking for you to grab everybody’s water bottle, bombarding you with questions about the classes, begging for your notes, asking for extra tutoring sessions.

Frustration was evident on your face. And none of this went unnoticed by Bakugo. No no.

He saw the way you slowly became more and more tense as more questions were being thrown at you. He saw the slight pink tint in your cheeks. He heard the way you sighed to yourself.

Yes Bakugo was very attentive.

And usually he would leave it at that. He always left it up to you wondering, hoping, you would stick up for yourself. But when he saw your eyes starting to tear up, something inside him snapped.

“Y/n” Bakugo called you over.

You looked up hearing your boyfriend’s voice, him palming you over. You head towards him trying your best to blink away the tears, get a grip you thought.

When you finally reached Bakugo you stopped in front of him, staring at the ground so he wouldn’t notice the clear sadness in your eyes.

Bakugo notices how you avoid his gaze immediately.

He hooks his index finger under your chin and forces you to look at him

But as soon and he see a tear roll down your cheek his heart breaks.

Although,

You can’t know that.

“Get your shit we are done here” Bakugo says his tone leaving no room for arguments.

You head over to where your stuff was and slowly pack your stuff off before heading towards where Bakugo was standing. He grabs your wrist and pulls you with him at a hurried pace.

Your heart is racing, your cheeks are hot and tears are streaming down your face. You don’t know what’s wrong with Bakugo, was he mad at you?

You quickly recognised where he was dragging you to. His dorm room. As you reach his dorm he quickly opens the door and throws his stuff down by his desk, then reaches for your bag and placing it down near his.

“Sit”

Bakugo says as heads into the bathroom. You oblige taking a seat on his bed, wiping your tears with your sleeve. Bakugo comes back out with a wet cloth and holds it out for you “here”

“ what that’s for?” You ask giving a confused look.

“Tch your burning up, can clearly see it in your face dumbass”

“Oh”

Bakugo pulls his desk chair out and takes a seat in front of you. “So what going on hm?” “What do you mean katsuki?” You say looking at your feet “tch katsuki huh? Harsh, what happened to those little nicknames you gave me” he says tone playful “m’sorry” you say your voice cracking and on the verge of breaking down right then and there.

“Okay that’s enough what is going on in that Pretty little mind of yours hm baby?”

You sniffle looking up at Bakugo his eyes softening as he takes in your glassy, puffy eyes and your tear stained cheeks. “It’s nothing to worry over” you say giving him a weak smile which was not very convincing at all.

“Nope. No you are not doing that. I am your boyfriend and it’s my job to listen to your thoughts, your feelings, everything. I may not be the best at these types of things but for you I will learn. Now tell me what is running through that heads of yours baby.”

Hearing his words really tip you over and everything comes out at once. You tell him everything, how draining it is keeping up with everyone and their demands. Feeling trapped in your own mind, hating yourself for not being able to say no to anyone, and your fears of failing everybody.

And he listens to you, everything you say.

And when your finish your ramble you’re a wreck.

“ baby, it is not your fault. None of it is. They are just idiots who don’t know how good you are to them. I should have said something I’m so sorry baby.”

“It’s not your fault suki”

You manage to get out.

“Maybe it’s not, but I watched everybody put you through all of that. I was just hoping you would stick up for yourself. But no I had to wait for you to reach your breaking point.”

You look up and him, and he pats his lap signalling you to come sit. And You go over and settle on his lap.

“ next time those damn extras try something with you they will get an earful I promise”

You let a giggle and snuggle into his neck. Bakugo melts into your touch, kissing your forehead.

You guys spend the rest of the night cuddling until each of you fell asleep.

And Bakugo kept his word because the next time kirishima tried to ask for a favour-

Boy did he get an earful alright.

“ LEAVE HER ALONE YOU STUPID IDIOT NOBDOY WANTS TO HELP YOUR DUMBASS MAYBE TRY STUDYING FOR ONCE????”

And before he could finish his crash out you grab his arm giggling telling him that was enough.

But you loved it. You loved him. And you knew he loved you too.

A/N HEYYYY GUYSSS THIS IS MY FIRST FIC DO WE LIKEEEE???? Any ideas let me know please.

HII!!!

i loveloveLOVE ur smau’s, could u do one for katsuki bakugo? enemies to lovers ?? the storyline and stuff can be anything u want.

pls feel free to add any details u want 😭😭

and no pressure !!!

technical foul | k. bakugo

you're vice captain to his captain on the soccer team. working together was never the problem. staying out of each other's way was.

Please bakugo friends to lover! User and him started texting bc of a group project then it goes from there when he texts them constantly if they are missing class or didn’t show up to school at all

standard deviation | k. bakugo

the plan was to finish the slides and turn in your project. not get used to talking every night.

happy birthday bakugo i’m greening out in your honor

happy birthday bakugo i’m rolling one up in your honor

happy birthday bakugo i’m rolling one up in your honor

boyfriend of the year (?) | k. bakugo

texts from a relationship built on mutual annoyance, emotional damage, and sour gummies from 7/11

Hihi!! U said ud like to start doing more writings rather than smaus, so I thought I’d leave u a writing request this time! Okay so picture this, it’s post-war with bakugou x mia!reader who was presumed dead but apparently was just stranded in the middle of nowhere (this part is kind of a plothole but if u could figure out something that would be sososo amazing!!) and after like 6 months finally reunite post-war?? Ofc take ur time and stay healthy author !! Love ur work !!<3333

six months too late | k. bakugo

bakugo thought you were gone. for six months, he lived with that weight. but fate had other plans—and now, you're standing right in front of him.

bakugo had never been good at dealing with grief.

anger? sure. fear? he could mask it. pain? he lived with that shit daily. but grief? real, soul-crushing loss that settled deep in his bones and refused to leave? that was different.

and it was eating him alive.

you had been gone for six months.

the war ended, but not without casualties. the city was rebuilding, heroes stretched thin trying to repair the damage. civilians were starting to feel safe again. life was moving on.

but bakugo couldn't.

because you weren't there.

no body. no trace. no closure.

just... gone.

they'd looked for you. he'd looked for you—refused to stop even after the others tried to tell him it was no use. rescue teams had combed through the rubble, searching collapsed buildings and debris for any sign of you. but all they ever found were reminders of how brutal the battle had been.

a boot. blood on the pavement.

but never you.

bakugo had stood there, watching as they cleared the wreckage, hands clenched into fists so tight his nails left crescent moons in his palms. he didn't speak. didn't move.

he didn't cry.

because if he did—if he let that crack form even for a second—he wouldn't survive it.

he stopped saying your name after the first month.

it hurt too much.

everyone could see it. he wasn't the same.

bakugo still trained with the same intensity, still went through the motions of being a hero-in-training, but the fire was gone. his explosions felt duller. his anger, less controlled.

the dorms were quieter without you. your laugh used to echo through the hallways, bright and infectious. you'd tease him relentlessly, calling him out on his bullshit with that signature grin he pretended to hate.

now? silence.

even his friends had stopped trying to get him to talk about it. they didn't ask how he was doing anymore—probably because they knew the answer.

shitty.

he was doing shitty.

bakugo didn't sleep much anymore.

every time he closed his eyes, he saw you.

not the way he wanted to remember you—smiling, happy, calling him an idiot when he tried to act cool.

no.

he saw you in that moment.

the war. the smoke. the chaos.

"get out of here!" you'd screamed, shoving him back, your eyes wide with desperation. "go, bakugo!"

he didn't listen. he never would.

but then—the explosion.

a flash of light. a deafening roar.

and you were gone.

bakugo woke up most nights with his heart pounding, breath ragged as he reached for something—someone—who wasn't there.

his bed was cold. the dorm was quiet.

and you were still gone.

he should've been there. should've done something. should've protected you.

bakugo had played that moment over in his head a thousand times, wondering where it went wrong. how he let you slip away. how he—of all people—had failed to save the one person he couldn't live without.

six months. that's how long it had been.

life didn't wait for grief to pass. UA moved forward. class 1-a graduated and stayed on as provisional heroes to assist with the rebuilding efforts. the dorms weren't as chaotic anymore. they were quiet. colder. bakugo still trained like his life depended on it. he threw himself into work with relentless determination, trying to drown out the ache that never went away. his body was exhausted, but it was nothing compared to the emptiness that gnawed at him from the inside.

kirishima watched him with worried eyes. mina tried to get him to open up, but he brushed her off. kaminari—even kaminari—stopped cracking jokes about "grumpy bakugo" because this... this wasn't just grumpiness. this was grief. and no one knew how to fix it.

bakugo didn't say it out loud, but he had given up. he stopped checking the reports. stopped listening when the search teams gave their updates. stopped hoping. because hoping hurt too much.

it was a random afternoon when everything changed. the sun was setting, casting long shadows over the UA campus. bakugo was heading back to the dorms after another grueling training session, his body sore and his mind numb. he was used to this feeling by now—the hollow ache in his chest that never fully went away.

but then—

"bakugo." the voice was soft. almost too soft. his brain didn't register it at first. it couldn't.

"katsuki."

that voice. his heart stopped.

slowly, like he was afraid moving too fast would break the fragile illusion, he turned around. and there you were. standing a few feet away, looking tired, worn, and a little worse for wear. but alive.

alive.

bakugo didn't move. didn't breathe.

"hey," you said, voice barely above a whisper, like you weren't sure he'd even want to see you.

bakugo's knees nearly gave out.

"holy shit," he breathed, his voice cracking as his feet finally moved. he stumbled forward like a man possessed, eyes locked on you as if he was afraid you'd disappear again if he blinked.

you didn't move. didn't speak. and then—you were in his arms.

bakugo crushed you against his chest, arms wrapped around you so tightly it was like he was trying to make sure this was real—that you were real.

"you're..." his voice broke, and he buried his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent like it would anchor him to reality. "you're real."

"i'm real," you murmured, your voice trembling as you clung to him just as desperately. "i'm here, katsuki."

bakugo's body shook. "where the fuck were you?" his voice was hoarse, barely above a whisper. "do you know how long i—"

"i know," you whispered, pulling back just enough to cup his face in your hands. "i know. i'm so sorry, katsuki."

his eyes were glassy, filled with too many emotions to name. anger. relief. pain. love.

"i thought..." his voice trailed off, and his grip on you tightened. "i thought i lost you."

"you didn't," you smiled, pressing your forehead against his. "i'm here now. i'm not going anywhere."

"swear it." his voice was barely audible, but the desperation in it was palpable.

"i swear."

bakugo's lips crashed against yours. it wasn't gentle. it was raw, desperate—a collision of lips and teeth and everything he'd been holding back for six long months. he kissed you like he was trying to make up for every second you'd been gone, like he was terrified this was still a dream. but you kissed him back just as fiercely.

and for the first time in six months, bakugo katsuki could breathe again.

you didn't talk about it right away. the first night, you stayed curled up in his bed, wrapped in his arms like he was afraid to let go. bakugo didn't sleep—just held you, his fingers tracing idle patterns on your skin, grounding himself in the steady rise and fall of your breathing. he didn't ask where you'd been. didn't ask how you survived. because right now? none of that mattered.

you were here. that was all that mattered.

days passed before you could bring yourself to tell him. about how the explosion had thrown you so far, so fast, that no one thought to look beyond the city. how you'd been buried under debris, barely clinging to life, until a group of villagers in a remote area found you and nursed you back to health.

how you'd spent every waking moment after that trying to get back to him.

"i tried, katsuki," you whispered, your voice barely audible as you sat on his bed, hands trembling in his. "i tried to come back."

"i know."

bakugo's thumb brushed over your knuckles, his touch gentle despite the storm in his eyes.

"i didn't mean to leave you."

"i know."

his jaw clenched, and he lifted your hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to your skin. "you're not leaving again."

"i'm not."

"swear it."

"i swear."

bakugo kissed you again, slower this time, softer—like he was memorizing every inch of you all over again. and for the first time in six months, he wasn't holding onto a ghost.

you stayed by his side after that. bakugo didn't sleep alone anymore. every night, he fell asleep with his arms around you, grounding himself in the steady rhythm of your heartbeat. and every morning, when he woke up and saw you there—he let himself believe that maybe, just maybe, everything would be okay again.

it wasn't easy. some days were harder than others. but you were there.

and bakugo?

he wasn't letting go this time.

not now. not ever.

HIII I love ur smaus and the way you write the characters are just ,,,,,jdjdjdjjs anwyas,, could u mayhaps pls do a Bakugou x romantically oblivious reader?? I just think the dynamic would be hilarious LOLL !! ty and hope u have a great day/night!! :)) <33

wait, are you flirting? | k. bakugo

bakugo is very obviously into you. you think he's just a strangely intense friend.

Hihi!!! I hope you’re having a good day ! I was wondering if you could please do friends to lovers texts with Bakugou and a weird, energetic reader? i really hope im doing this the right way lol and if im not im really sorry!! TvT

bite first | k. bakugo

you're the weirdest part of his routine, and lately, his favorite.

little drummer boy | k. bakugo

⇨ being bakugo’s upstairs neighbor would be fine if he didn’t treat his drum set like it was a weapon of mass destruction.

𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐓 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

𖤐 synopsis: when intrusive voices from you quirk return with new threats in the middle of the night, you seek comfort from katsuki.

𖤐 trigger warnings: intrusive thoughts, self-doubt, fear of loss of control, and mild sleep disturbances.

𖤐 pairing: bakugou katsuki x fem!reader

𖤐 side note: this is a part two of ‘whispers in the dark’ because of the owner of this idea asking for a part two, so, tysm @montybooks

sleep had evaded you for hours. you'd tossed and turned in your bed at the u.a. dorms, trying every technique you knew to quiet your mind. counting sheep. deep breathing. focusing on happy memories from earlier that day—bakugou's hand in yours as you walked back from afternoon classes, the subtle way he'd positioned himself between you and mineta when the shorter boy had tried to approach you.

but as midnight approached, the whispers had returned with a vengeance.

you'll never be strong enough…

he only pities you…

what if you lost control during training?

what if you hurt someone?

what if you hurt him?

the last thought made you bolt upright, cold sweat beading on your forehead. that was new. the voices had never specifically targeted bakugou before.

he thinks he can save you. how cute.

but we've been with you so much longer…

you pressed your palms against your ears, knowing it wouldn't help but desperate to try anything. the darkness in your room seemed to shift and undulate, responding to your distress. a side effect of your quirk—shadows naturally bent toward you, especially when your emotions ran high.

"stop it," you whispered into the darkness. "leave me alone."

never alone. we are part of you. we are you.

your phone glowed on the nightstand. 12:03 am. too late to be bothering anyone, but…

"next time they start talking, come find me."

bakugou's words from earlier that day echoed in your memory, temporarily drowning out the malicious whispers. he'd been so certain, so unafraid. so different from everyone else who'd learned about your condition.

before you could talk yourself out of it, you grabbed your phone and a hoodie, slipping it over your sleep shorts and tank top. you padded barefoot to your door and peeked out into the hallway. the girls' floor was quiet, everyone sensibly asleep.

you made your way to the stairwell, avoiding the elevator that would announce your movements to the entire building. the boys' floor was on the one above yours. you'd never been to bakugou's room, but you knew which one it was—third door on the right. you'd noticed it during dorm tours at the beginning of the year.

he'll be angry. he'll reject you.

you're bothering him. weak. needy.

your hand hesitated, poised to knock. maybe this was a mistake. maybe he hadn't really meant it when he said to come find him.

he was just saying that. no one wants to deal with your problems in the middle of the night.

before the voices could convince you to turn back, you forced yourself to knock—three soft taps that sounded thunderous in the silent hallway.

no response.

see? he's ignoring you. or sleeping peacefully without a care about your suffering.

you were about to retreat when you heard movement from within the room. a thud, a muffled curse, then footsteps approaching the door.

it swung open to reveal a sleep-rumpled bakugou, hair even wilder than usual, wearing only a black tank top and gray sweatpants. his eyes were narrowed with irritation until they focused on you—then they widened slightly, the annoyance instantly replaced with concern.

"they're back?" he asked without preamble, voice rough with sleep.

you nodded, suddenly embarrassed. "i'm sorry. i shouldn't have—"

before you could finish, he grabbed your wrist and pulled you into his room, closing the door quietly behind you.

"sit," he ordered, pointing to his bed.

his room was surprisingly neat, you noticed. the walls were lined with hero posters, mostly of all might, with a few books about quirk theory stacked on his desk. a weight set sat in one corner, and the faint scent of nitroglycerin—bakugou's natural scent—permeated the space.

"i really am sorry," you said, perching awkwardly on the edge of his bed. "i just… they were saying things. new things. worse things."

he doesn't care. look how annoyed he is.

but bakugou didn't look annoyed as he sat beside you, close enough that your shoulders brushed. despite the hour and being woken up, his eyes were alert, focused entirely on you.

"what kind of things?" he asked.

you stared at your hands. "that i might hurt someone with my quirk. that i might… hurt you."

you felt him stiffen slightly beside you.

"as if you could," he scoffed, but his tone lacked its usual bite.

we could show him. we could show him how powerful we could be.

"that's the thing," you whispered. "sometimes i think they might be right. what if i lost control? my quirk… it feeds on negative emotions. fear. anger. what if one day i can't stop it?"

bakugou was quiet for a moment, considering. then he did something that surprised you—he took your hand, lacing his fingers through yours.

"you know what i think?" he finally said. "i think your quirk isn't the problem. it's the fear."

you looked at him, confused. "what do you mean?"

"you're afraid of your power," he explained, his thumb absently stroking the back of your hand. "always have been, probably. so you hold back. you keep it all bottled up until it finds other ways out. like these voices."

he's wrong. we are your true power. let us show you.

you shook your head, trying to clear it. "the doctor said—"

"doctors don't know shit about quirks like ours," bakugou interrupted. "they have their theories, but they're not the ones living with it."

he thinks he knows better than professionals? arrogant boy.

"what would you suggest, then?" you asked, genuinely curious. no one had ever approached your condition from this angle before.

bakugou's free hand reached up, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear with unexpected gentleness. "you need to stop being afraid of yourself."

"that's easier said than done," you murmured, leaning slightly into his touch.

"i know," he acknowledged. "but think about it. when are the voices loudest?"

you considered the question. "when i'm stressed. when i've used a lot of my quirk. when i'm tired or afraid."

"and when are they quietest?"

the answer came immediately. "when i'm with you." it was true, even now—though still present, the whispers had faded to background noise the moment bakugou had pulled you into his room.

something like satisfaction flashed across his face. "and why do you think that is?"

don't listen to him. he's trying to take us away from you.

you frowned, ignoring the voice. "i don't know. maybe because… because you make me feel safe?" the admission made heat rise to your cheeks.

bakugou nodded. "and when you feel safe, you're not afraid of losing control."

there was wisdom in his words that surprised you. for someone so explosive, bakugou had remarkable insight into the nature of fear and control.

"so what do i do?" you asked softly. "i can't be with you every second of every day."

no, but we can. we're always here.

the corners of bakugou's mouth quirked up slightly. "wouldn't be the worst thing."

your heart skipped a beat at the implication, but you tried to stay focused. "i'm serious, katsuki."

"so am i," he said, shifting to face you more directly. "look, i'm not saying it'll be easy. but you need to start trusting yourself. your power isn't evil just because it's dark."

we could be so much more if you'd just listen…

"the voices disagree," you said wryly.

bakugou's eyes narrowed. "what are they saying right now?"

you hesitated, then decided on honesty. "that they could make me more powerful if i'd listen to them."

"and what do you want?"

the question caught you off guard. "what?"

"what. do. you. want?" he repeated, emphasizing each word. "not what the voices want. not what your parents want. not what the doctors say you should want. what do you want?"

no one had ever asked you that before. you'd spent so long trying to suppress your quirk, to be normal, to not succumb to the whispers, that you'd never considered what you might actually want.

"i want…" you began slowly, "i want to understand my quirk better. i want to use it without being afraid. i want to be a hero without worrying that i'll turn into a villain."

bakugou nodded approvingly. "good start."

empty dreams. we know what you really want.

you swallowed hard before adding, "and right now, i want the voices to shut up so i can sleep."

his expression softened almost imperceptibly. "lay down."

"what?"

"you heard me. lay down." he shifted to make room on his bed.

your eyes widened. "bakugou, i can't stay here—"

"why the hell not?" he challenged. "you need sleep. the voices are quieter around me. simple solution."

put that way, it did sound logical. but still…

"what if someone finds out?"

he rolled his eyes. "who's going to find out? and who gives a damn if they do?"

he just wants to take advantage of you.

the voice was weaker now, less convincing. you knew bakugou better than that.

"the voices think you have ulterior motives," you said with a small smile.

bakugou snorted. "tell the voices i have some fucking honor." but there was a hint of pink across his cheekbones that told you the thought had crossed his mind.

after another moment's hesitation, you gave in to exhaustion and lay down on his bed. bakugou stretched out beside you, far enough away to be respectful but close enough that you could feel his warmth.

"better?" he asked, his voice softer than you'd ever heard it.

you nodded, already feeling the whispers receding further. "much."

"good. now sleep." it wasn't a suggestion but a command.

a comfortable silence fell between you, broken only by the sound of your breathing gradually synchronizing with his. the voices had faded to barely audible murmurs, unable to penetrate the sense of safety bakugou's presence provided.

just as you were drifting off, you felt his hand find yours again in the darkness.

"hey," he said quietly.

"hmm?" you mumbled, already half-asleep.

"tomorrow after class. training grounds. you and me."

you forced your eyes open to look at him questioningly.

"we're going to work on your quirk," he explained. "no holding back. full power. i can take it."

alarm shot through you, momentarily banishing sleep. "katsuki, i don't think—"

"that's the problem," he interrupted. "you think too much. you're afraid of what might happen, so you never let yourself find out what will happen."

he doesn't know what he's asking for.

for once, you were inclined to agree with the voice. "it's dangerous."

bakugou's laugh was soft but genuine. "everything about being a hero is dangerous. but we train to control it, not avoid it."

his confidence was infectious, and you found yourself nodding despite your fears. "okay. tomorrow."

"good," he said, satisfied. then, more hesitantly, "and after that… maybe dinner? off campus."

your heart stuttered. "like… a date?"

even in the darkness, you could sense his discomfort with the explicit labeling. "call it whatever you want. just say yes."

a smile spread across your face. "yes."

he gave your hand a squeeze before releasing it. "now seriously, go to sleep. i need my rest if i'm going to deal with your darkness tomorrow."

the way he said it—not with fear or pity but with determination and maybe even a hint of excitement—made something warm bloom in your chest. as if your quirk was a challenge he was eager to face, not a burden he was reluctantly accepting.

this won't last. nothing good ever does.

but for once, the voice seemed distant and unconvincing. bakugou's steady breathing beside you was far more real, more immediate.

"katsuki?" you whispered, not sure if he was still awake.

"mm?" came the sleepy response.

"thank you."

he shifted slightly closer, his arm brushing against yours. "don't thank me yet. wait till after i kick your ass in training tomorrow."

you laughed softly, knowing his bravado was his way of saying "you're welcome." as sleep finally claimed you, the last thing you were aware of was the complete silence in your mind and the comforting warmth of bakugou beside you—a beacon in the darkness, keeping the whispers at bay.

for the first time in as long as you could remember, you slept through the night without a single nightmare, your shadows calm and still around you both.

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Ok, i read ur rules! And say in ur master list that you do mha? If you still do mha, (idk if this is ok to ask) but can you do some fluff + angst with bakugo x fem! Reader, where she has a black magic quirk, and from a very early age she’s heard voices in her head. And they stop for a bit but she heard them agian and freaks out! So bakugo notices shes veeery quiet and asks her whats wrong and she spills the truth about her quirk and how if she over uses it she hears voices telling her to do bad things(NOTHING SERIOUS)

Bakugo and reader have a sorta friendship but with something going on between them? (Mutual pinning)

I HOPE THIS IS OK!!! I read ur rules and i hope this isnt violating them 🙏😭

don’t worry it isn’t lmao! but I’d love to do this so tysm for sending this in! so without further ado. . . enjoy ദ്ദി(•̀ ᗜ <) !!

𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊

𖤐 synopsis: your quirk makes you different from others..you hear voices that give you malicious thoughts. but, your “friend” bakugou katsuki helps you silence them and explore both of your unspoken feelings for each other.

𖤐 trigger warnings: references to intrusive thoughts, mild psychological distress.

𖤐 pairing: bakugou katsuki x fem!reader

𖤐 side note: - - > 2nd part of this story

the voices had been quiet for months. you'd almost forgotten what it was like to have that constant background noise—the whispers that came with your quirk. black magic, they called it. the ability to manipulate shadows and dark energy, bending them to your will. it was powerful, useful even, especially during hero training at u.a.

but the cost was something no one else could see.

use us… we can make you stronger…

the first whisper came during lunch period. you froze mid-bite, your chopsticks hovering over your bento box as the familiar, slithering voice wrapped around your mind.

let us in… just a little more power…

"shut up," you muttered under your breath, closing your eyes tightly.

"the hell did you just say to me?"

your eyes snapped open to find bakugou katsuki standing over your lunch table, his crimson eyes narrowed with suspicion. of course, he'd choose now to approach. the two of you had this… thing. not quite friends, definitely not enemies. training partners who somehow always ended up paired together. late night study sessions that lasted longer than necessary. hands that lingered a second too long when passing notes.

"not you," you said quickly, heat rising to your cheeks. "sorry, i was just—"

he'll think you're crazy if you tell him. everyone always does.

"just what?" bakugou dropped into the seat across from you, his lunch tray clattering against the table. "you've been acting weird all morning. more than usual."

you managed a weak smile. "didn't know you paid such close attention, explosion boy."

he scoffed, but you didn't miss the slight pink tinge on his ears. "hard not to notice when you're spacing out during combat training. you nearly got yourself blasted."

you had almost forgotten about that. earlier in the day, during all might's class, you'd hesitated just a moment too long when the voices first started whispering again. bakugou had pulled his punch at the last second, his explosion detonating harmlessly to your left instead of directly in your face.

he's waiting for an answer. lie. lie.

"i'm fine," you said automatically, the rehearsed response you'd been giving teachers and classmates for years whenever the voices got bad.

bakugou’s eyes narrowed further. "bullshit."

the cafeteria around you buzzed with activity, your classmates laughing and chatting, oblivious to your internal struggle. kirishima and the others had left bakugou alone for once, perhaps sensing he had other plans for lunch period.

he'll leave you too when he knows the truth.

"i said i'm fine," you insisted, pushing your food away. your appetite had vanished the moment the voices returned.

bakugou leaned forward, his voice dropping to a growl that somehow managed to be both threatening and concerned at the same time. "you think i don't notice when something's off with you? we've been training together for months. i know when you're lying."

you stared at him, taken aback by his perceptiveness. it was easy to dismiss bakugo as just an aggressive hothead, but you'd learned there was so much more beneath that explosive exterior. he noticed things. he paid attention.

tell him… see how quickly he runs…

the voice was getting louder, more insistent. you pressed your palms against your eyes, trying to block it out.

"hey." bakugou’s voice softened marginally—as much as bakugou katsuki could soften anything. "let's get out of here."

before you could protest, he had grabbed both your bags and was heading for the exit, clearly expecting you to follow. and despite everything, you did.

he led you to the rooftop, a quiet spot where few students ventured during lunch. the spring air was cool against your skin, helping to clear your head slightly.

"talk," he demanded, dropping his bag and leaning against the railing.

you hesitated, wrapping your arms around yourself. "it's my quirk."

"what about it?"

don't tell him don't tell him don't—

"the voices are back," you blurted out, the words tumbling from your lips before you could stop them. "when i use too much of my quirk, they… they start talking to me."

bakugou’s expression didn't change, but he watched you intently, waiting for you to continue.

"they've been quiet for a while," you explained, pacing now. "i thought maybe i'd gotten better at controlling it. but this morning, during training when i used that shadow field technique… they came back."

he thinks you're weak. broken. useless.

you shuddered, and bakugou took a step closer.

"what do they say?" he asked, his voice uncharacteristically careful.

you laughed bitterly. "oh, you know. the usual. use more power. do bad things. helpful stuff like that."

bakugou’s face darkened. "have you told anyone? recovery girl? aizawa?"

you shook your head. "my parents know. it's been happening since i was little. the doctors said it's a… side effect. the darkness my quirk controls, it's like it has a consciousness of its own. the more i tap into it, the more it tries to influence me."

he'll report you. they'll expel you. you'll never be a hero now.

"they're talking right now, aren't they?" bakugo asked suddenly.

you froze, surprised again by his insight. "how did you know?"

"your eyes do this thing," he said, gesturing vaguely toward your face. "they get all unfocused, like you're listening to something far away."

you'd never realized you had a tell. the fact that bakugo had noticed made something warm flutter in your chest, momentarily drowning out the malicious whispers.

"yeah," you admitted. "they're telling me you'll think i'm crazy. that i should have kept my mouth shut."

bakugou snorted. "if i thought you were crazy, i wouldn't waste my time training with you."

he's lying to make you feel better. he pities you.

"they're saying you're lying," you said softly.

without warning, bakugou closed the distance between you, his hands gripping your shoulders. the touch was firm but not painful—grounding.

"look at me," he demanded.

you raised your eyes to meet his fierce crimson gaze.

"do i ever say shit i don't mean? do i ever fucking lie to make people feel better?"

you couldn't help but smile slightly. "no. that's… actually one of the things i like about you."

something flashed across his face—surprise, maybe even pleasure—before he schooled his expression back to determination.

"then believe me when i say this. i don't give a damn about the voices. we all have shit to deal with. my quirk could blow my arms off if i'm not careful. half-and-half has his daddy issues. deku has… well, everything about him. your thing is voices. so what?"

he doesn't understand. no one can understand.

"it's not that simple," you argued. "they get worse when i use more power. and sometimes…" you hesitated, never having admitted this part to anyone before. "sometimes i want to listen."

instead of recoiling in horror as you expected, bakugou’s grip on your shoulders tightened reassuringly.

"of course you do," he said gruffly. "power is tempting. i know that better than anyone. remember the sports festival?"

you did. his rage, his refusal to accept a victory he didn't earn. the way he'd been chained to the podium, wild-eyed and furious.

"but you didn't give in," you pointed out.

"neither will you," he said with absolute certainty. "you're too stubborn."

despite everything, you laughed. "was that a compliment, bakugou?"

he released your shoulders, a hint of that familiar scowl returning. "don't get used to it."

he'll never understand you like we do.

the whisper was softer now, less convincing. you took a deep breath, focusing on bakugo's presence—solid and real in front of you.

"they're quieter when you're around," you admitted. "i don't know why."

a flash of something like pride crossed his face. "good. then i'll just have to stick around more."

your heart skipped a beat. "what are you saying?"

bakugou crossed his arms, looking somewhat uncomfortable with the turn in conversation. "i'm saying next time they start talking, come find me. i'll make enough noise to drown them out."

the offer was so perfectly, uniquely bakugo that it made you smile despite everything. this gruff, explosive boy who showed his care through actions rather than words.

"are you sure?" you asked. "it could happen anytime. middle of the night. during class."

he shrugged. "so? not like i sleep much anyway."

he'll get tired of you. they all do.

"the voices say you'll get tired of helping me," you said quietly.

bakugou stepped forward again, and this time when his hand reached for you, it was to brush a strand of hair from your face with surprising gentleness.

"let me make something clear," he said, voice low and intense. "i don't do shit i don't want to do. and i don't walk away from challenges."

"is that what i am? a challenge?" you weren't sure if you should be offended or flattered.

the corner of his mouth quirked up in that half-smile that always made your heart race. "you're a pain in my ass. but…" he hesitated, clearly wrestling with what to say next. "you're my pain in the ass."

coming from bakugou, it was practically a declaration of love.

he'll never—

the voice was cut off as bakugou’s hand cupped your cheek, his calloused palm warm against your skin. for once, his perpetual scowl was gone, replaced by something softer, more vulnerable.

"tell the voices to shut the hell up," he murmured, "because i'm about to kiss you."

your breath caught in your throat. "bakugou…"

"katsuki," he corrected. "if we're doing this, you use my name."

"katsuki," you whispered, testing the feel of it on your tongue.

and then his lips were on yours, firm and warm and insistent. the voices that had plagued you all morning fell completely silent, drowned out by the thundering of your heart and the sensation of bakugou—no, katsuki—pulling you closer.

when you finally broke apart, the silence in your mind was blissful. whether it would last, you couldn't know. the voices would return eventually. but for now, with bakugou’s arms around you and his forehead pressed against yours, they couldn't reach you.

"they're gone," you breathed in wonder.

he smirked, that cocky confidence returning. "told you i could drown them out."

the bell rang in the distance, signaling the end of lunch period.

"we should get back," you said reluctantly.

bakugou didn't loosen his hold. "skip with me."

your eyes widened. "skip class? you never skip class."

"first time for everything," he shrugged. "besides, we need to figure out how to deal with those voices. might take all afternoon."

"and how exactly are we going to do that?" you asked, unable to keep the smile from your face.

his answering grin was both wicked and tender. "i have some ideas. but first—" he leaned in again, his lips brushing yours softly, "let's make sure they stay quiet a little longer."

as you melted into his kiss, you couldn't hear a single whisper—just the beating of two hearts and the promise that whatever darkness came, you wouldn't face it alone.

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