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call-memissbrightside · 2 years

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Savior

Part One | Taglist: @shortstoriesbyher , @distinguishedlight, @eijiandkatspebble, @atsushiki

TW: Mentions of suicide attempt, depression, guilt, NSFW themes, please don't read if these topics are triggering for you.

“Pro-hero Dynamight has donated over a quarter million dollars towards mental health services in the city, with other heroes like Deku and Shoto matching those donations in a new campaign to shed light on how important —”

The news station droned in the background of Bakugou's office, neither Bakugou or Midoriya paying it any mind.

“How are you today?” Izuku Midoriya was worried.

He made it a point to check in with his friend multiple times a day after Katsuki crashed at his place when (Y/N) was admitted to the hospital and the doctor's kicked him out. Midoriya had never seen Bakugou so disheveled before, he stayed up all night and just let Katsuki cry out his fears. It'd been four weeks since (Y/N)'s suicide attempt, and Katsuki returned to work but not without causing some concern for Izuku.

"Fine." One worded answers were all Izuku was going to receive, but he continued to push. "Have you heard any new updates about (Y/N)?"

Dating for five years and living with one another for two of those years meant nothing to the hospital, Bakugou wasn't (Y/N)'s legal spouse and wouldn't release any details on her recovery. Her family would check in every once in a while, telling him only what he needed to know: she was healing and now in a treatment facility. Yet, Katsuki knew what they were thinking. How could he let her do this? Why didn't he call them when things got bad? What did he say to (Y/N) that drove her to the edge?

Regret was a constant with the hero, and he felt it weigh him down when he had a moment to himself. Irritation could be read on his face but Katsuki knew that Izuku was just trying to check in. The fucking nerd wouldn't have hurt (Y/N), he thinks. After the incident, Izuku forced Katsuki go to therapy, and the shrink talked about how he also was a victim and that guilt would be something he'd experience as he got through this.

"No." Bakugou's eyes glimpsed at the framed photo he had of (Y/N) on his desk, heart cracking more.

Clearing his throat, Katsuki tried not to cry but the tears were hot and blinding. Moving quickly, Izuku hugged his friend as Katsuki clunged to him tightly. Midoriya rubbed his back, biting back his own emotions.

"I'm sorry," Katsuki whispers, his red eyes seeking forgiveness in your photographed smile.

"You need to break up with him."

Your parents didn't like Bakugou before, but after your accident, they really didn't like him.

"I don't want to think about that right now." You couldn't look at your bandaged wrists, so instead you looked out the window to the courtyard of the hospital. The hospital was nice, the nurses and doctors were patient and understanding. You felt like you were in a white bubble of calmness, but your body and mind felt such a heavy fatigue after waking up in the hospital. It was the antidepressants they put you on, the doctors explained that it'd replace the bad thoughts with better ones. Yet, all you felt was exhaustion.

"But honey, he did this." Your mother couldn't say the word suicide out loud, she couldn't accept that you hurt yourself. So, instead Bakugou was the scapegoat, the reason as to why you were in the hospital.

You shook your head. "No, mom I did this. I put myself here and I'm sorry."

Your father tried to reason with you. "You can come home with us."

Again, you declined. "No, I think I'll stay here for a bit."

"In the hospital?" Your parents were worried, everyone was worried. Leaving meant facing what you did and dealing with the consequences and that made you anxious.

"No, I want to look at the birds for a bit longer," You mumble, eyeing a pair of doves playing in a birdbath.

You crack a smile. "They're a good omen, did you know that?" You ask no one in particular.

After a month in the hospital, Bakugou picked you up to take you home. Your parents weren't happy about the decision, but an agreement that Bakugou and you would go to couples therapy eased their concern.

You noticed immediately that he was dressed up, in a button down and nice jeans with a bouquet of flowers in his shaky hands.

"Thank you." Taking the flowers, you think it's sweet that he got you your favorite ones.

"Let me get your bag." Katsuki opened the door for you, something he normally didn't do.

You gave him a teasing smile. "What's gotten into you?"

Bakugou didn't take the joke, instead he looked hurt almost. "I missed you, missed doing things for you."

You were taken back by his vulnerability, your mood dropping because not even ten minutes out and already you were fucking everything up. "Oh, I'm sorry."

Helping you in the car, Katsuki cupped your face in his palms, giving you a gentle kiss on your lips.

"I want to show you that I deserve you," He whispered.

You were at a loss for words. The car ride was quiet, both souls feeling an unspoken sense of awkwardness.

You did this, you slouch in your seat at the thought.

Too soon, Bakugou parks in front of the house that you called home with him.

"Katsuki." Your voice cracks, and you clear your throat. He waits for you to continue, eyes staring at the front door while you take in how rigid his posture is. The flowers you were still carrying makes your nose tickle at how sickly sweet they smell.

"You don't need to be here, I don't want you to feel like you have to stay," You whisper lowly but the way his grip on the steering wheel tightens gives you reason that he heard you.

"I'm giving you an out," You continue. "I'll understand if my issues are too much for you to handle and you want to cut ties."

The idea of losing him makes tears gather, but you push on because since waking up in the hospital you've felt that now, he was truly being suffocated by you.

You jump from shock and slight pain, Bakugou's hand leaving just as quickly as he flicked your forehead.

"What are you going on about woman? I love you, and we'll get through this together." He's smiling, and you didn't realize how much you missed that until then.

You mirror his expression, and the little voice in your head whispers one last dark thought- I hope this is enough.

Things went back to a mockery of 'normal' for the two of you.

You were off work for another week, and were healing up your wounds even though you still refused to look at the stitches, and instead chose to wear long sleeve shirts. Bakugou took a few days off after your release, wanting to help you settle back in and take care of you.

You weren't used to all the attention.

Before, Bakugou and you coexist alongside one another, each doing their own thing and having moments through dinner or a TV show to check in with one another. Now, Katsuki was hesitant to leave you alone for too long, and would ask you constantly how you felt. You let him take you to the grocery store even if you were tired, or chatted with his friends in a public outing he forced you to attend with him, ignoring all the questioning looks as to why you were so quiet now.

Because you felt that you owed him.

One of the hardest truths to swallow after doing what you did was that you scared him. You let yourself drown, and left Bakugou to pick up the pieces. You didn't really want to die, you realized. It wasn't his fault, even if his words struck a cord and made the bad thoughts worse. You were the one to hurt yourself, and that was hard for you to wrap your head around. Not only that, but you hurt your best friend and you felt guilty.

"I don't want him to feel that he has to handle me like I'm on the verge of hurting myself again," You recount in couples therapy.

The therapist jots down your concern, before turning to hear Katsuki's response. He sits besides you on the couch, his knee brushing against your leg before he pulled away, sitting up and clearing his throat.

"I-I wasn't meaning to do that," Bakugou stuttered. You squeezed his hand reassuringly, letting the your joined hands rest in his lap.

Bakugou tries again. "I just know that I fucked up before, about not hearing her opinions and I want to make sure she knows that I'm here for her."

The therapist looks up from her notes, eyebrow arched. "What makes you think (Y/N) doesn't know that?"

You catch him glancing at your sleeve, hiding your bandage. Anger or maybe shame makes you blush and you want to pull away from him if only you knew it wouldn't hurt his feelings.

"So you think being mister nice guy will make me never want to kill myself again?" The bite in your voice makes him clench his jaw.

"Well isn't that why you did it in the first place, because of what I told you?" Bakugou challenged back.

The therapist calms down the situation, pulling you and Bakugou back.

"Bakugou, we expressed our apologizes for what occurred the night of (Y/N)'s attempt a few weeks ago. Why do you think you can't let that conversation go?"

"Because I hurt her. I blew up and I made her cry." Emotions made him choke, but he continued on. "I let my frusterations and anger get the best of me, and I didn't try to fix it before it was too late." The therapist nodded, "What do you mean by fixing it?"

Bakugou shrugged. You couldn't look away from him, shocked by the rawness of his feelings displayed before you. Of all the years dating, Katsuki was never the type to just word vomit like this.

"I didn't say sorry." Bakugou's hand was getting sweaty, you could feel the sweat forming against the skin of your palm.

"I have trouble admitting that, even if I am. I should've apologized," He sniffles, his free hand wiping harshly at his eyes to prevent him from crying.

"But Katsuki," The therapist gave him a reasurring smile. "You did apologize, remember? (Y/N) and you discussed what happened and the both of you said your apologizes for doing what you did to one another."

He shook his head, bottom lip quivering. "No doc, you don't understand. I-I almost lost her."

You rub his arm for comfort, squeezing his hand as Bakugou openly cried.

"I felt so bad about what I said to you (Y/N), and I was too much of a coward to be there for you when you needed me." Katsuki couldn't look at you as he confessed his deepest fear.

"I found you, bleeding on that floor and all I could do was beg for you to forgive me because I thought you were going to die and you'd leave me thinking those horrible things I said to you!" His chest heaves as he sobs, head down in shame.

"I didn't mean any of that, I love you (Y/N)." You begin to cry, throat tightening.

"Katsuki, I know that." You carefully wipe away his tears from his face, the young man leaning into your touch.

"What I did was horrible, and I did internalized a lot of what you told me," You try to explain, Bakugou grimacing at your words.

You pushed on. "I'm so sorry I put you through that, you didn't deserve that. You were there for me, you tried to get me help but I didn't want it."

Your mind goes back to that dark place, remembering how you felt and you desperately try to explain what that was like.

"You were there for me the best you could have been, but I realize now that it wasn't healthy just to rely on you." You trace his knuckles, noticing the new scars and cuts on them.

"You're a hero," You whisper, sniffling. "You save people for a living, you save the day and keep everyone safe. I never asked you how you felt, what you were going through. I put so much on you, and that's not fair."

The therapist interjects. "This is good, how open you are now with one another. My question is, how can you both move past this?"

Bakugou lets go of your hand to wrap an arm around your shoulders, pulling you against his body. Kissing your temple, Bakugou closed his eyes and basked in your warmth. You're here, you're alive and well and with him, he reassured himself.

"We just keep swimming," You joke.

The tension in his body breaks, Katsuki's deep laugh making you believe that you were getting better.

The weeks blur, and the relationship between Katsuki and you was slowly healing. He's more quiet, more touchy. Yet, it was you that needed to be the one to push things to become more physical.

You were on top, Katsuki carefully peeling off your shirt over your head to relieve you of your clothing as he was already naked.

Your bandages crinkle, and you feel shy all of the sudden. It'd take months until your self-inflicted wounds were fully healed and no longer needed to be covered.

"Hey." Bakugou's voice snaps you out of your head, and you take in how breathless he looks.

"You're beautiful, you know that?" He pushes a strand of hair behind your face, fingers lingering to trace to your jaw so carefully it tickles.

"I know," You answer, your hands trailing down his wide chest. Years of scars have gathered on his skin, and a question pops in your head.

"How do you see your scars?"

Bakugou holds onto your hips, slightly grinding against you. Clenching his jaw, he stays focused on the conversation.

"They're proof that I won against my enemies," He said.

You trace a particularly large scar that trails from his right shoulder to the middle of his chest.

"The doctor said my wounds will leave scars, ya'know," You mumble, your stomach feeling sick at the idea.

Carefully gathering your wrists in his hands, Bakugou looks up at you as he gently kisses them.

"You don't need to be ashamed (Y/N)," He reassures you. "These scars can be a reminder that you survived, that you won against your own enemies."

Emotions run high, soft moans and sloppy kisses overwhelm you as Bakugou makes love to you. Usually, sex with the hero was rough and fast, but now his hands trace down your body and mumbles how beautiful you were as you made him unravel.

You collapsed next to Katsuki after coming, breathing heavily as he pulled you to lay on his chest. Kissing the skin there, you nuzzled into his warmth. He continued leaving soft pecks on your forehead, sighing loudly. You were cocooned in a state of happiness so sweet you could cry, body tired from an intense orgasm and not because of depression for once. You wanted to stay in bed, naked with Katsuki forever. To bask in the small victories of choosing to live, of surviving.

"Let's get married."

You sit up, looking at his face to see if he was joking. Katsuki looked carefree, the skin of his cheeks and chest red. Your stomach dropped when you realized he was completely serious.

"Katsuki-," He cuts you off.

"Let's get married (Y/N)," Katsuki says is so sweetly, a soft smile on his swollen lips.

"We're still going through therapy, and we've never talked about marriage before," You try to reason.

Katsuki shook off your excuses, giddy all of the sudden.

"Who fucking cares, I want you to be my wife. Isn't that what you want?" He arches an eyebrow, daring you to say otherwise.

The wave of anxiety makes your heart flutter, and the tips of your fingers feel numb.

"Things are just getting back to normal, why do you want to push it?" You ask, the idea of making a huge life changing decision absolutely terrifying.

"This," He points to your wrists, "just proves that we can handle anything together. Why not just make it official?"

Bakugou was too blinded by his excitement that he didn't notice how your expression morphed into one of anguish.

"I didn't try to fucking die to get a proposal out of you." You said through gritted teeth.

Just like that, the bubble popped and reality set in.

Part three

#bakugou x reader #mha bakugou #bakugou katsuki #bakugou katuski x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #katsuki bakugo x y/n #katsuki x reader #bnha bakugo katsuki #bakugou x you #bakugou angst

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mypimpademia · 2 years

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So I'm new here on Tumblr so I'm not sure how it works (I'm used to Wattpad lol), but, if you feel like it, you could make a headcanon with mha guys and a female reader, where Bakugou, Todoroki, Deku and Kirishima help y / n after a coma (if you know, after a coma, you find yourself in a vegetative state and a long physical and mental therapy is required)

I repeat, only if you want, I don't want to force you (my scenarios are quite strange and sad I know)

Anyway, waiting for your reply, love you so much <333

— Recovery

Bakugo x gn!fem!reader, Todoroki x gn!fem!reader, Midoriya x gn!fem!reader, Kirishima x gn!fem!reader

TW: Some Swearing (mostly on bakugos)

Note: I love you too!💖 enjoy boo <333 I'm not an expert on comas or anything like that so a lot of this is probably wrong

— BAKUGO.

⇶ He's the first person to show up when you finally wake up

⇶ And the expression he makes, it's almost like he can't believe what he's seeing

⇶ Because he can't.

⇶ Drops to his knees by your bedside and holds your hand, crying his eyes out while telling you how glad he is that you're awake between hiccups

⇶ Throughout your recovery, he's always there to help and gives you aggressive but genuine encouragement

"C'mon, eat your damn food. I know you're still getting used to it, but you're not gonna get better by not eating. So fucking eat, shit head!"

⇶ Very aggressive, but you know he means well

⇶ Always give you kisses and tells you 'nice job' as positive reinforcement, even it was as simple as feeding yourself

⇶ Katsuki always acts like it's a hassle, but he does literally everything you need

⇶ You want him to help you with trying to walk again? He's there

⇶ You said the pillow supporting your back feels out of place? He'll fix it right now

⇶ Unless you want a new one, he can get that done too

⇶ Katsuki is there every step of the way, and though others come by to visit you every now and then, he comes to see you as much as possible

⇶ Though he comes off as aggressive and rough around the edges, out of everyone, he cares the most

"You're doing fuckin' awesome baby, I'm so proud of you. I love you so much."

— TODOROKI.

⇶ Shoto is just walking into the room whenever you're waking up

⇶ He watches from the doorway, frozen, as you stir in your hospital bed

⇶ When you open up your eyes and look at him, his eyes are wide and overflowing with tears of joy

⇶ He quietly told you he'd be right back between stutters and ran to go get the nurse

⇶ Shoto was used to hospitals by now, considering the situation with his mom

⇶ He's seen it all, so he's got a good idea on how physical therapy works

⇶ He normally visits you on the same days he goes to see his mom

⇶ Whenever he comes, he always sneaks in some small amount of food or candy for you

⇶ Shoto's encouragement is always small

⇶ Usually in the form if small smiles, pecks on the forehead or cheek, or a gentle hand on your head

⇶ And when they're verbal they're short, quiet, and sweet

"You're doing incredible, love. I'm so proud of all the progress you've made."

⇶ Shoto helps you as much as possible

⇶ He comes to your physical therapy as moral support, and let's you talk to him about your mental therapy too (if you want)

⇶ Just makes a good partner to spend time with while healing

⇶ He'll talk to you, help you walk outside a bit, and asks your nurses what more he can do for you

⇶ Attentive to your needs. Ask, and you shall receive

⇶ You want him to sneak you in a specific food? He's got it stuffed in his school bag.

⇶ You want a new blanket? He'll ask you for a specific one.

⇶ Shoto is as supportive as can be, his presence was calming and he knew what he was doing

⇶ He was ready to help you in any way he could, just say the word

"Oh, I got you that blanket you were talking about last time. I'm really proud of how far you've come, love, and I wanted to get you something to show that."

— MIDORIYA.

⇶ Honestly, Izuku hadn't even seen you wake up before he went and got the nurses

⇶ Everytime you made even the slightest movement, or breathed differently when he came to visit, he'd immediately run crying to a nurse telling them you're waking up

⇶ He did it so often that all the nurses and doctors just rolled their eyes when he came to them, but they had to go check anyways because of protocol

⇶ Except this time, he was right

⇶ And by the time he got back to the room with the nurse you were already looking around a bit and the first thing you truly caught sight of was Izuku crying his eyes out

⇶ He was so worried, and until you're fully recovered and discharged from the hospital he probably won't stop worrying for even a second

⇶ Always asking you questions, wondering if you're comfortable or need anything

"Your blankets are comfortable, right? You aren’t cold? Do you need another–"

"Izuku." You cut him off.

He turned his head, silently questioning you.

"I already have three blankets."

⇶ Now, Izuku himself has actually had a bit of physical therapy

⇶ It was just for his arms, after damaging them so badly and so many times in a row, they made him do a little physical therapy for good measure

⇶ He wouldn't know how to help you a whole lot in your case, but he could help with the basics and then some if he has instructions from the nurses

⇶ Always gives you words of encouragement, no matter if you had a good or bad day, he tells you that you did good and gives you kisses

⇶ Izuku is probably the most attentive person you could ask for

⇶ Gets you food, blankets, helps you with extra physical therapy, talks to you about what ever

⇶ He usually catches you up on what's been happening at school, and always goes on about something cool that one of the pros did

⇶ Izuku is always ready to help someone out, and that especially goes for you. Just say the word and he'll do it no questions asked

— KIRISHIMA.

⇶ This sweet thing is dead asleep at your bed side when you wake up

⇶ Whenever he came to visit you before you woke up, he'd kind of just chill there, silently hoping you'll magically wake up

⇶ Would end up doing some homework, studying, or taking a nap

⇶ And sometimes, he'd even pull out a book he'd been reading and read to you, even if you weren't aware

⇶ You sit in your hospital bed, trying to recollect yourself as Eijiro was still in a chair beside your bed, head in the palm of his hand while a book rested on his lap

⇶ About 5 minutes passed before he began to stir awake himself

⇶ He was groggy for a few seconds, wiping drool off his face and rubbing his eyes

⇶ And when he finally collected himself, he took a glance at you only to find you staring back at him

⇶ His mouth gaped and his eyes nearly popped out of his skull before he took another few blinks to make sure he wasn't dreaming

⇶ Eijiro soon found himself crying into your lap and grasping both of your hands between his rough palms, telling you how happy he is that you're awake and how he was so worried

"Oh my god, Y/n!" Eijiro sobbed. "I- I can't believe it, you're really awake. I was so worried for so long, I was starting to think you'd n– never wake up." He gasped.

"I'm so happy you're here."

⇶ You simply smiled down at him, tearing up, not yet having the energy to speak, but he knew you were just as happy to be back

⇶ Eventually, he did realize that he should probably go and alert a nurse that you're awake

⇶ Once your physical and mental therapy started a few days later, Eijiro didn't stop coming to visit

⇶ Always comes in with a sharp toothed grin, kissing your cheek before sitting down and talking to you

⇶ He talks to you about what's been happening at school, asks how therapy has been going, and even now he reads to you every so often

⇶ And some days, you nap together

⇶ Sometimes he brings you food, usually little treats and candies that he knew you liked

⇶ He'll bring in a 4 pack of cupcakes for the two of you whenever you reach a therapy milestone

⇶ And of course, Eijiro has to pair it with a speech about how proud he is of you, and how much he loves you, and how he's so happy you're up and feeling better

"... And I just want you to know, that I'm so proud of you. And that I'm so so so happy that you're here right now, and that I love you more than words can explain."

⇶ He definitely cries everytime, but it's okay because expressing your feelings is manly

⇶ Overall, Eijiro is the best person to have by your side at anytime

⇶ To laugh, cry, imagine things together, or even take a nap with, he's there every step of the way, and honestly keeps you going

—

Taglist; @silkylious @blackweebtrash @love-hashira-raine @denkisdashi @bigheartlittlelies @haksluvr @luvirenee

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dark-elf-writes · 11 months

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Wait, Bakugou meer E class during the surgery at the sport festival? What happened?? I am curious!

Bakugou, try to see Izuku only to meet by the deaths glared of class E

I can see Terasaka ready to push the light out of Bakugou only to be held back by his friends.

Karma get closer to Bakugou and whispered something to Bakugou.

What he say ?

" Izuku is our brother now. We will do anything to protect him. We know who you are, Bakugou, and what you and your old school did to Izuku. Some of us are technological geniuses, and they were able to find the old videos of you using your quirk on Izuku. We can also enter UA systems and show them to all the public here and the ones watching from home. Tell me, will you still be able to achieve your dream to become hero ? I don't think so, you would become famous for sure as what this society became that let people become bully and hurts who don't reach their standards. So, turn around now of we will release those videos "

Bakugou is, predictably, not content with losing and is fully wanting to take it out on Deku now they can’t get away from him or hide behind their stupid extras like they have been since they won their fight.

What he didn’t expect was for Deku to be asleep after surgery and a room full of extras glaring at him like they had already sized him up and found him lacking.

His palms popped and crackled.

How dare they look down on him.

“The fuck are you doing here?” One of them growled. Massive. Angry. Torn sleeves and tangled hair as he glared down at him.

Another one, smaller with gleaming silver hair tied back with an ugly bandana and weirdly vacant eyes rested his hand on the first’s shoulder. A reminder.

“Ritsu can’t cut the cameras. Their firewall is too good.” A reminder and a threat of what would happen if the mysterious “Ritsu” could cut the cameras.

A redhead smirked at him, cold eyes looking back at him as he sauntered up with hands in his pockets. “That’s alright, Itona,” He purred cruelty in every word. “We don’t need to stoop to his level to get even.”

All of the others tensed at the reminder, turning almost unconsciously to Deku sleeping on the hospital bed.

To their arms wrapped in fresh bandages.

So they knew then.

When he turned back the redhead’s smile had disappeared leaving only cold violence in its wake. “We have the videos, you know.”

The room was suddenly very quiet.

“We pulled them after Izuku told us about why they got kicked out of their last school. They made us promise not to show them to anyone at the time, but did agree that we were allowed to if you decided to fall into old habits.”

Perched on the side of Deku’s bed, close enough to reach out and touch him for all Katsuki hadn’t noticed him before, a boy with blue pigtails laughed.

“What were you here to do again, Kacchan?” He asked innocently, head tipped to the side with a sweet smile.

Katsuki didn’t have an answer.

#the elf talks #mha #bnha #assclass #assassination hero au #casual blackmail is e class’ middle name

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pinkykats-place · 1 year

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Pro Hero Midoriya x non-PH Bakugo

AO3 Fanfic Recommendations

BakuDeku au

Disclaimers!

None of the stories linked below are mine.

Some contain mature content. Read tags.

Art work not mine.

Note: If you read any of these stories and like them please let the author know with a kudos and/or comment!

Miss Prissy Pants by LoreGold

Summary: Number One Hero Deku needs a pet/home sitter for his cat Cupcake while he's away on a mission.

Enter secret fanboy and pet sitter Katsuki.

Complete | 6 Chapters | SFW

Hero convention by Sariel19

Summary: Dekus lips were pulled into an attractive smirk, that had no right looking this hot.

“Alright, do you have something I should sign?”, asked the hero with his low but sweet voice.

— — —

OR Thirsty fanboy Katsuki has a meet and greet with his favorite Hero Deku.

Complete | 9 Chapters | NSFW

Of Scrubs and Strange Encounters by baku_bean

Summary: “My name is Katsuki and I’m a nurse here at Slate General Hospital. You doin’ okay?”

It takes a moment, but Izuku opens his eyes and makes a strong effort to focus on Katsuki’s face.

“Ka...Kats...Kacchan,” he slurs. The attempt at wakefulness is momentarily too much, so he closes his eyes and sinks back into the pillow. Katsuki’s mouth drops open, thoroughly affronted.

“Oi, I’m - who do you think you are?!”

— — —

Or that AU where Katsuki's a take-no-shit nurse and Izuku's a clumsier-than-he-should-be Pro Hero who continually lands himself in the care of his soon-to-be favorite nurse.

One Shot | SFW

entangled hands and skin by gochumilk

Summary: Hearing the familiar sound of their apartment door opening and Deku’s soft voice calling out “I’m home” immediately drags out a sigh of relief from Katsuki.

“Welcome home, nerd,” Katsuki says, deliberately clearing his throat when he realizes his voice comes out too softly.

(or quirkless katsuki pampers his pro hero boyfriend deku)

One Shot | SFW

A Painting is Worth a Thousand Words by Superior_CEO_of_Bunzuku

Summary: Bakugou Katsuki, full-time artist and borderline recluse, spends his free time painting his favorite Hero, Pro Hero Deku, as he takes his breaks on the rooftops across from his apartment building. Imagine his surprise when Deku catches him in the act on his balcony and decides to pay him a little visit.

Complete | 5 Chapters | NSFW

Online: Grind Zero by chocolatechiplague

Summary: "Listen, you want your eyeliner sharp enough to fucking kill a man and there's no fucking point going out if your highlight ain't poppin’," Grind Zero commented as he brushed powder across his cheekbones, adding a soft shimmer to his face. He looked into the mirror and pushed his lips into a pout, just to see how it would look before dragging his brush through the powder again, a little more to the top of his cheekbones for the dramatics. He reached for his eyeliner pencil and pointed it to the camera. He pushed his lips into a pout just for the effect before lining the dramatic wings he wanted to create on his eyes over top the smoky eyeshadow he had finished a few minutes prior."If you're not thinking about murder as you strut in the club, just go the fuck home, Becky. You're embarrassing yourself."

Katsuki bakugou is Japan's most loved camboy, taking a focus on makeup and testing its durability with help from his boyfriend prohero Deku, not that Grind Zero's fans would know that little detail.

One Shot | NSFW

Let me see your dick, Izuku by JoonEleven

Summary: "Huh?" Izuku blinked. His throat felt dry as he stared up at his new friend. The blonde had a blush across his face as he placed his glass of water on the table in front of him.

"I want to know how big your dick actually is. Let me see it."

One Shot | Quirkless Bakugo

Rated - Mature

Knot Typical by SweetFictionalDreams

Summary: Katsuki wasn’t your typical Omega, despite how many ‘pick me Omegas’ said that shit on the daily. Katsuki literally was not like your typical Omega. Not only did he tower over almost everyone he met, he was aggressive like a pissed cat and had the canines akeen to a wolf. His scent wasn’t like melting sugary candy or a summer breeze.

One Shot | NSFW | OmegaVerse

Tissue Damage by @amarisllis

Summary: “Oi. Just cuz you’re a pro-hero doesn’t mean you get to keep me waiting, shithead.”

Izuku stutters, eyes widening as he hesitantly hands the man his clipboard. “I, uh… huh?”

Well done. But in his defense, he wasn’t expecting this guy to be so gruff. The man smirks at him, cocking his head in a clear gesture to follow him. “C’mon. This way. You booked a massage session, right? Ya’ got me for the next hour.”

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Or: the one where Izuku learns a thing or two about letting your guard down

{One Shot}

Rated - Teen & Up

Finding You by Mikacrispy

Summary: During a rescue operation in a school, alpha pro hero Midoriya Izuku meets a spitfire teacher. He can't get the omega woman out of his head, so he decides to take a chance and ask her out on a date - and Katsuki decides to humor the big, dorky pro hero.

One Shot | SFW

OmegaVerse | Female Bakugo

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class1akids · 1 year

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Tbh to this day it still stings katsuki had to wake up like that and Kirishima was never there. Kaminari was hospitalized himself, so that's ok, but katsuki nearly died, woke up alone (unlike deku), then in burst ppl who start berating him for being fucking annoying and invalidating his concerns. I'm glad Shoto got the support. But we havent seen katsuki getting any, not there and not afterwards. It'll be like that after he revives again. Idk why it's unreasonable to want his best friend w him

"Kirishima was never there" - I think this is the part where you are jumping to conclusions. This is the 3rd day after the battle. Kirishima probably sat with Bakugou for hours - but there are other people he wants to see obviously who are awake and he can talk to, including Kaminari and Shouto who are also his friends. I'm pretty sure once he heard Bakugou was awake, he hurried over there.

Berating Kirishima for not clutching his pearls for 3 days straight at Bakugou's bedside is unreasonable. The doctors likely told the class that Bakugou was over the worst and would wake up, but needs rest.

I'm sure Iida made sure that there were people always close-by so they could react if he woke up. Also, one of the people who was there is Sero, who is also part of the Bakugou closer friend-group, though at this point, they are all friends.

And I definitely feel like Katsuki got support too - his entire demeanor speaks to it in the later chapters. The class rallied around him to go after Deku, the way Iida and Uraraka flank him when confronting Deku, the kind of empathic silent witnessing of his apology and the way they interact with him afterwards. Their body language / demeanor shows the closeness - at least to me.

The only one I was really sad not getting any reaction from is All Might - but I hope the reason is because we are still getting a scene with him and Bakugou. And another one that would have been nice is a scene with his parents - but then, the comfort scenes were off-screened for Shouto as well. We know his family arrived, but we never see him get a hug or anything.

I think the reason Horikoshi chose Kirishima not to be there so the focus would be on Bakugou's first reaction of naked concern as he asks about everyone instead of the friendship / shipping angle and that it's witnessed by someone who previously held a bad opinion of him (Mineta) to further showcase the change.

#c1a asks #kirigate

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ofdetonation · 1 year

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@resolutepath inquired : "How long have you been hiding it?" [ from eiji !! ] ╱ noticing / being noticed.

shit, caught out. his innate talent of stoicism failed the young bakugou for a split second, long enough for the façade to drop, long enough for eijirou to notice ; his resolve wavered. history rose up in his burning attempts to push forward. the past clung to him like tar and shoved its bitterness down his throat ⸺ and that was enough for katsuki to have an opening in their spar, even if he still won.

eijirou didn't need to ask about what threw him off. he told. unearthing recent events methodically, removing his feelings from the equation ╱ how he'd been plagued by the wars, heart beating with the support of someone else, eliminating personalism for factual retellings. they'd lived through the same thing. ( though he avoids his fear when izuku was taken before they faced shigaraki, watching even the pros struggle against the villain's strength, being taunted over and over and over again to dig at old and healing wounds. the horror of being left behind. the very real understanding that it was now or never, throwing his life aside to give izuku more time ⸺ )

but how long did he hide it ? how long did he think he could keep hiding it ?

katsuki sits on the ground with a bottle of water, hand towel wiping at sweat on his forehead, inwardly reminding himself to be careful with it later. his gaze focuses on the little details on the gym floor.

❝ dunno. ❞ since the first war ? since the hospital ? since having to bring izuku back, or the ten days leading up to the next war ? ╱ the mosaic of shards pieced together that made katsuki bakugou was deceptively hidden at the right angles, but that did not change that he was a mosaic to begin with. ❝ why's it matter ? in the end, i got through it. it just ... ❞

he didn't make it out unscathed. he could detach himself from the situation all he liked, but he couldn't keep hiding how it changed him.

❝ ... i'm handlin' it. ❞ ( helpless, terrified ; katsuki remembers waking to the smell of smoke and the feeling of panic, watching heroes run back and forth on the top of u.a., fear written into their bones ╱ he remembers asking where shigaraki was, where deku was. he remembers trying to drag himself to their fight, halted by blood loss and dizziness and nausea, breathing a struggle with every move. ) ❝ don't you go worrying about it, eiji. i'll be fine. ❞

#resolutepath #long post /#/ why do i write ESSAYS ...#💥 ⬦ ゜◝ LOVE’S ALWAYS SINK OR SWIM‚ SO I WON’T SAY IT’S OVER JUST AS IT BEGINS. ╱ bond: resolutepath (kirishima).#/ k.atsuki wants so much to hide the impact by detaching himself from it #💥 | I AM NOBODY UNLESS I REMIND YOU I EXIST. ╱ ic.#💥 | TONGUE OPERATES FASTER THAN BRAIN. ╱ inq.#💥 | YOU DON’T MAKE HISTORY BY BEING LIKED. ╱ q’d.#💥 | I AM WASHING THE WARS FROM ME. ╱ v. iv.

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emmaelix · 2 years

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Blood Splatters; Bakugo Katsuki X Fem! Reader

I DO NOT OWN MHA THE ANIME OR THE MANGA. NONE OF THESE CHARACTERS ARE MINE EXCEPT FOR Y/N. MEMES ARE NOT MINE.

Full Title: Blood Splatters: Bakugo Katsuki X Fem! Reader

This will hopefully be a series. I have changed it slightly, but yes, this is inspired by the leak.

Y/n: Your Name. Y/L/N: Your Last Name Y/H/C: Your Hair Color. Y/E/C: Your Eye Color. Y/S/C: Your Skin Color

Ships in This Series: Katsuki Bakugo X Reader/ You, Kirishima X Mina, Mineta X Trash

Your Quirk: You're basically Mic but with quieter powers. Your quirk is called Megaphone, it allows you to yell at amplified levels. The only problem? You can lose your voice very quickly.

“Katsuki!” Y/n’s screams quickly grew in volume thanks to her quirk. But how could she not scream in terror? Her boyfriend lay on the ground, blood covering his mouth. And he wasn’t breathing.

“Katsu! Wake up, answer me!” Y/n yelled again, bending down to where her boyfriend was. His eyes opened a fraction of the way.

“Y/n/n, I love you.”

Y/n was shocked. He had never said that before. To anyone, really. Her breath hitched as she stroked his face, wiping the blood away with her pastel yellow sleeve, staining it red.

Lights started flashing all around her. “Miss Megaphone! Can you comment on what happened to Dynamight?”

“Is your boyfriend dead, Miss Megaphone?”

Dead. Was he dead? Y/n didn’t know, she couldn’t say, and she was getting freaking tired of reporters. They had no sense of privacy, did they?

“Buzz off, I don’t want to talk right now.”

The reporters continued hounding Y/n. She looked around for anyone she knew before realizing she was alone. She channeled some of her boyfriend.

“I said I didn’t want to fucking talk!”

The reporters gasped. Y/n hardly ever cussed. Cameras flashed as Y/n began to pull her phone out. It rang twice before it picked up.

“Y/n/n? I saw the news, where are you?” Ejirou Kirishima said as he answered the phone.

“I’ll text you the address, you’ll need to pick up me and Katsuki.”

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Y/n breathed heavily as she watched the reporters trying to get into the gates of Midoriya General Hero Hospital, named after Deku himself. And built the year he graduated. Through the fourth story window she could see reporters yelling and trying to push past the guards, Lemillion and Suneater. They were off, and wanted to serve as much as possible.

Y/n turned back to where her boyfriend lay on the bed. Kirishima sat fast asleep in a chair on another side of the room, Mina Ashido sitting in his lap, holding his head to her chest.

“Y/n/n?” Mina asked when she noticed Y/n looking at her. She slowly climbed out of Kirishima’s lap, and walked over to her.

“Hey, Mina. I’m good,” Y/n said, anticipating Mina’s words.

“No, you’re not. Your boyfriend is lying in that hospital bed. If the roles were switched you know he’d probably have locked himself in a closet and cried himself to sleep. But you aren’t him, so sit the hell up and tell me what’s wrong.”

Y/n smiled at her friend before moving to the couch on the side of the room and sitting down. Y/n patted the seat next to her.

Mina sat next to her and hugged her. Her pink hair bounced as she moved back, smiling again. “Listen, he’ll be okay. There’s no way in hell he’d die in a hospital named after Midoriya.”

Y/n laughed. “You’re probably right. But, listen, Mina, he said something when I first found him that’s been on my mind ever since.”

“He told you he loved you.”

It wasn’t a question. Mina was stating it as clear as if she’d been there.

“I- yeah. He did, and I’m not sure if it was spur of the moment or if he actually meant it and-” Mina put a hand on my mouth.

“He meant it. He went out with me and Eji last month and told us everything. It was so weird.”

Mina and Y/n were interrupted by a nurse coming in to check on Bakugo. She wore a white uniform with a green MGHH sewn onto the breast pocket. “I’m sorry, I can come back at a different time, if you want-”

“No, no. It’s okay, this is your job,” Y/n said as she smiled at the nurse.

“I’m Takami Kelsa, by the way, I’ll be taking care of Dynamight.”

“Thank you, Takami.”

“Please, call me Kelsa, I want this to be as easy and informal as possible,” Kelsa said, smiling as she hooked up a new IV drip. She left as quickly as she’d come, leaving the door slightly ajar to the hospital hallway.

Green tiles lined the hallway, with white walls and a cleaner that smelled like oranges and lemons. Y/n walked out of the room with Mina behind her. “Come on, Mina, let’s go get some food.”

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Beep. Beep. Beep.

‘Good. Megaphone and Pinky are out of the picture. Red Riot is asleep. Kill Dynamight now, finish the job.’

Himiko Toga nodded as she heard the message from her superior and morphed back into Takami Kelsa.

Alright, chapter one is done. I’m really excited for this series, so please let me know what you think! I’m also open to requests from MHA, so if you have an idea, let me know!

#bakugo x reader #angst i think #my hero acedamia #mha

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ray8467 · 8 months

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Part 2: The promise

Katsuki's POV

I was pushing Izuku when I noticed that he started to doze off. He could hurt himself if he doses off! I tried to yell his name to get his attention when I noticed that Izu let go of the chains. I got scared and stopped pushing so he wouldn't fall. But that was when I realized how high he was going. I was about to get Auntie when I saw Izu starting to fall. He was falling off the swing! I called his name over and over. He finally snapped back into reality. He looked down to see that he was falling. He screamed right before he hit the ground. Then he just stopped... he wanted to move. I ran over to him crying saying his name trying to get him to wake up. Mom and Auntie heard my crying and came over. They saw what happened and were trying to help. I was holding Izu when I heard him say the nickname he uses for me.

That nickname is the name Izu calls me. Since he is special to me I only let him call me that. You may be asking "Why is he special to you?" Well, we have been friends since the diaper days. Over time, I gradually started to develop feelings for him. Like romantically. And I hated seeing Izuku hurt. I started getting overprotective of him. If someone even said one bad thing about him, I would end up punching them. So because I was overprotective of Izu, I started to get in trouble a lot. Not just at school, but with my parents too.

Hearing him say that made me cry even more. But then he wasn't talking anymore. I got scared and asked Mom if he was okay. She couldn't tell so she called 911 so they could check. I just sat there holding Izu tightly. I wish I could help you, Izu. But all I can do is sit here crying while holding you. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have pushed you that high. If I didn't push you so high, you wouldn't have fallen. I can't lose you Izuku. Auntie can't either. You mean the world to me. And you are all that Auntie has. Because Uncle took Tenko and left. We need you Izu. I need you! Please don't leave me. Don't leave me... I can't live without you.

Inko's POV

I was talking to Masaru and Mitsuki when we all heard Izuku scream and Katsuki scream his name. We all ran over to see Izuku who looked knocked out laying in Katsuki's arms. He was crying trying to get him to wake up. Mitsuki and I were trying to help Katsuki wake him up but he just wouldn't. I had Mitsuki call the police so they could check on him. I can't lose him. He is the last person I have. Please don't leave me Izuku. Just stay with us, please. Please, Izuku, all of us need you. You can't leave us. Only if I could have been there. I could have caught him. I could have caught him before he hit the ground. I'm sorry Izuku. I'll protect you next time.

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When they got to the hospital

Izuku's POV

I woke up with my head pounding. Everything was blurry but I saw one blurry figure-looking thing. The colors reminded me of Kacchan. I also heard beeps. I couldn't tell where it was coming from. But then I saw a figure (I'm guessing it was a doctor because of the colors and the way the figure was moving) walking towards me. "Hey, Buddy, it looks like you're awake."

I just groaned and sat up. As I sat up, I saw the first figure come running towards me. "Deku!" Kacchan yelled, "You scared me! You scared all of us! Even though it was my fault, never scare me like that again." I felt bad about scaring Kacchan. Maybe I could make it up to him! Maybe, just maybe, I can convince mum to get us both a new All Might figurine! "Izuku!! Are you okay? Can you hear me?"

"S-sorry, Kacchan. I didn't m-mean to s-scare you. I-I'm alright now, see! Let's go a-and play Hero's!" I got a little too excited and jumped up. It hurt my head a little but I just wanted to play with Kacchan.

"I'm sorry Izuku but you have to rest a little bit longer. Your injuries aren't fully healed." Mum walked into the room with Auntie. My eyes started to water because I didnt want to rest, I wanted to play with Kacchan. I asked Mum if I could ask her something in private. While it was just me and Mum I asked if she could buy me and Kacchan a new all might figurin. I told her this was a present for him because I scared I'm. She told me that she will tomorrow if I get some rest. I put on my happy grin and ran into the bed I closed my eyes and fell asleep. I can't wait to see the look on Kacchan's face when I give him the All Might figurine.

Katsuki's POV

I was waiting on Zuzu's hospital bed while I heard him groan. The doctor told him rise-and-shine but he only groaned again to this. I was excited to see that he was finally awake so I ran over to him "Deku!" I yelled out of joy, "You scared me! You scared all of us! Even though it was my fault, never scare me like that again." after I said that he had a sorrowful look on his face. I didn't mean to make him feel bad! I just was telling him how I felt. But now he felt bad. Well, I'll ask him if he wants to play Hero with me. "I'm sorry Zuzu, I didn't mean for you to feel bad about scaring me. Do you want to play Hero's with me?"

Zuzu didn't answer me so I kept yelling things to get his attention. He looked up at me, "S-sorry, Kacchan. I didn't m-mean to s-scare you. I-I'm alright now, see! Let's go a-and play Hero's!" Zuzu jumped up into an All might pose. I could tell it hurt a little bit because of the way he flinched.

Auntie walked into the room with Mom, "I'm sorry Izuku but you have to rest a little bit longer. Your injuries aren't fully healed." that made me and Zuzu frown. But then I realized if I want my Zuzu to feel better then I need to let him rest. He asked Auntie if he could talk to her privately.

After Zuzu was done talking to Auntie, He walked into the bed with one of his "I am super happy" grins. Once I knew for sure that he had fallen asleep, I cuddled up against him and fell into a deep sleep.

I love my Zuzu, and I always will. Even if you don't return the same feelings. I will protect you no matter what it takes. I will risk anything to know that you will always be okay. I promise Izuku.

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kirishimas-manly-eyeliner · 3 years

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MHA BOYS REACTION TO YOU GETTING SEVERELY INJURED DURING BATTLE

pairings: katsuki bakugou, izuku midoriya, denki kaminari, eijiro kirishima, hitoshi shinsoux gn!reader

warnings: hurt/comfort, brief descriptions of injury, injury mention, cursing bakugou ofc + i think i had way too much fun writing recovery girl’s commentary BAHAH

NOTE: !!! If you read this work before July 29th, 2022, I’d like to thorougly apologize for writing that Bakugou slaps the reader after waking up. That was not cool of me to have written at all, and thank you all for the feedback to edit it!! Thank you so much for all the feedback. If I ever mess up like this again in my other works, don’t be afraid to go into my inbox. Feedback is so great and I appreciate anything y’all have to say. Stay hydrated, take care and have an awesome day.

KATSUKI BAKUGOU

“if you die, i swear i’ll kill you! fuck,” your limp body rests against his chest as his eyes dart along the abandoned city after the villain attack. “how stupid can you get.. saving a fuckin’ child, i don’t-” his hair is in knots as he releases a shaky breath. “the others better show up soon.”

he’d called for help around half an hour ago, and the others had insisted it was all traffic, but watching you fall away, your breathing slowly getting quieter and face growing paler by the moment drove him insane. you were hurt, and he couldn’t do anything about it. “wake up!”

thankfully, he heard someone’s footsteps going against the pavement before rushing you over, trying not to hurt himself either. he leaned against the hospital wall for balance before peering in through the window.

your unconsious body lay on the hospital bed as he shifted his weight from foot to foot. he couldn’t help but think that it was his fault. because he was weak, because he wasn’t enough, because he just couldn’t manage to get anything right and you were gravely injured. he could have done something.

when he hears that you’ve woken up, his body moves before his brain can comprehend what he’s doing as he slams you into a hug.

“what were you thinking?!” god, he hadn’t meant to spring out to you like this. but he really had no filter after all. “you’re insane, you know that?”

you open your mouth to speak, realizing that katsuki bakugou was never the type to hug first. but before you can do anything, he pushes you back onto the bed. “you need rest, idiot.”

“you missed me, didn’t you?” you smile slightly, hands intertwining with his.

“shut up. i was just looking out for you like i do with anyone else, you aren’t anything special.”

you were everything to him, and there was no way he was going to let you get hurt again.

IZUKU MIDORIYA

when he catches your limp body in the corner of his eye, the amount of brute strength in his bones just,, triples. anger pulses through his veins and his fist makes its way into the villain’s jaw, writhing as he staggers back from the impact.

“y/n, y..you better make it out of here alive..”

all of the thoughts in his head stop. except one, that is, saving and protecting you. his vision narrows. his breath shallows and his hands are shaking with pure rage. he’s darting left and right and holding your body like it’s nothing, making sure that not a single scratch gets on you.

once the battle is over and everyone is shaking and sore, deku sprints over to the hospital, ignoring his own injuries. his vision is painted over in red as he rushes you to recovery girl. bakugou is peering around as usual, and not seeing his enraged state, asks, “dumb deku, what are y-”

deku literally pushes past kacchan and keeps walking, his eyes set on you and nothing else to make sure that you make it back alive.

he busts open the door, panting and holding you as he sets you onto the bed. “please do what you can,” he swallows, catching his breath. “protect them.”

once it’s reported that you’ve made it out safely, as much as he thinks he’s confident enough to meet you face-to-face, a part of him is worried. “y/n!” he manages, studying your face. “are you okay?”

you smile softly, “i’m alright.. are you?”

“i-” he nearly sobs with relief when his eyes meet yours. “yeah, i’m... i’m better than ever.”

his arms slowly wrap around yours as he places a small kiss on your cheek. “i’m glad you’re still here.”

EIJIRO KIRISHIMA

the battle was supposed to go smoothly-- but unfortunately, nothing went as planned. kirishima was exhausted, his quirk splitting open his skin and the world spinning around him. his body sagged with every breath and he was just about ready to give up.

until he hears you cry out in pain, and everything falls apart.

“no- nononono, y/n!” he limps over to you, trying to muster the pain to his best ability before caressing your cheek and leaning your body against the wall. he curses under his breath when he sees your wound, which was opening up and spreading around your hero costume. kirishima gets up--

--and that man finishes the battle for you.

everything that came after was a blur-- lots of him screaming, “THAT WAS SO UNMANLY” and cursing, and he could have been mistaken for bakugou. by the end, his body was covered in more scratches than skin, but he rushes you to recovery girl anyway.

once his less-major injuries are cleaned up, kirishima feels that he has no other choice but to pace in front of the room until he knows for sure that you’re okay. “hold on for me, y/n. you’ll get through this-- you always do.”

recovery girl sets down her tools and plants a kiss on your forehead. “they should be ready to go soon, no long-lasting injuries. you kids need to learn how to be more careful.”

“right!” kirishima solutes. “s-sorry recovery girl!” he looks back at you, eyebrows furrowing. “are they going to be okay?”

“bah, of course!” she deadpans. “you’re one brave young man, you know that?”

he nods slightly in reply before caressing your cheek and taking a deep breath. “thank you, recovery girl. i just- i’m worried that-”

“you kids these days are so worried all the time. learn how to breathe, hm? y/n, thanks to you, is going to be okay. don’t worry yourself, i can see it in your eyes how much you care. go get a glass of water and come back later, i promise you, they’ll be alright.”

kirishima gives a quick nod before heading back, praying that you’re as okay as she promised.

DENKI KAMINARI

he might not be the strongest with combat, but the moment you’re hurt, his eyes become wild. you don’t know angry until you’ve seen the rabid look in his eyes as he forgets his own injuries-- and electricity literally starts running through his veins.

kaminari goes all out, his eyes darting in every direction and body sore from fighting, but seeing you, someone who fought so hard to the point of severe injury.. he couldn’t bare to see you in pain. “i’ll get you out of here, i promise.”

is he nervous? of course he is. he's terrified. kaminari knows well that if his brain fries too early, he’s just as screwed as you are. but he doesn’t care. he needs to see your smile and hear your laugh and run his hands through your hair. he doesn’t care because it’s you, because everything he does for you is always worth it.

denki runs out after to treat you immediately, he picks you up like it's nothing even though everything around him his spinning and his vision is red and he's two seconds away from passing out. but his one and only goal is to see if you're okay.

eventually, you two both wake up on opposite sides of the bed in recover girls’ room.

“ah, my two troublemakers,” recovery girl tuts silently while checking your temperature and placing a kiss on your forehead. “you should be thankful, y/n,” she motions towards the blond. “he’s the reason you made it out there safely. he took everything for you, you know that?” she smiles softly. “be sure to thank him after.”

HITOSHI SHINSOU

his entire body freezes when he hears you fall.

a loud ring blares in his ears as his eyes widen in shock, falling forward and checking your pulse, hand holding yours carefully while he rocks you back and forth. he doesn’t know what to do, he doesn’t know what to do, he doesn’t know he doesn’t know he doesn’t-

what would you do?

shinsou swallows his fear before letting go over your hand. he was going to finish this battle and finish it for good. attack wasn’t his strong suit, but if he could just manage to get through, just this once, that would be enough. his eyes glanced back at you before shaking his head. he had to get this done.

for the next few minutes, everything was a blur. his legs felt sore, his arms seemed to be bent in an odd angle, he could hear people screaming at him “stop” and “it’s over” but when was it over? his body continued to lunge forward, slashing back and forth to his best ability before the world spun around him.

“another one, hmm?” recovery sighs, long and dragged out. “y/n, you really need to learn to be more carefu-”

shinsou literally bolts awake after passing out and says “it was my fault. i-i’m sorry, i got in the way..” he scratched the back of his head before parroting her sigh.

recovery girl places a hand down onto the bedside before shaking her head and muttering, “kids these days..” then, she says a little louder, “shinsou, you did good, understood? you saved them. if it weren’t for you, they’d probably be suffering in an even graver condition.”

something in the student’s chest loosens and his hand lies on top of yours. “thank you, recovery girl.”

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danihow · 3 years

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Headcanon, reacting to their quirk badly injuring Y/N

Headcannons

Boku no Hero Academia

Content: Bakugou Katsuki (0.44k words), Shoto Todoroki ( 0.72k words), Dabi (0.43k words).

Total words: 1.6k words.

Warnings: Descriptions of burns, blood, scars, injuries, hospitals; angst, fluff if you squint your eyes and tilt your head and maybe unfocus your sight a bit, and... idk what more?

Bakugou Katsuki:

Katsuki would deadass freeze when Aizawa told him at the hospital how bad your injuries were.

Poor boy would rethink even becoming a hero, how could he save the world when he couldn’t help but to injure his friend?

It took a lot, and I mean a LOT of Kirishima’s convincing on him to get in your hospital room and see you.

His heart sunk in his chest at the sight of you, all bandaged up and unconscious. How could he even look you at the face?

His eyes stung with tears, he felt so bad that he left you like this when you both were in the same side.

The mere sound of the heartbeat machine was more than stressing for him, making his head hurt.

He sat in the chair next to the bed, eyes fixed on the white tile floor.

In an unusually soft voice he was able to speak, muttering a simple sentence as tears stung in his eyes.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N.”

And with that, he left the room; he even left the hospital, not caring about Kirishima asking him to stay with them there: Katsuki just couldn’t handle it anymore.

It took three days for you to wake up and almost four weeks for you to leave the hospital. Still, you did not receive a single visit from the boy in all that time.

It wasn’t because he was escaping the truth, no, he was so tangled in his guilt he couldn’t even allow himself to think about you or your smile again, not when he put you in that hospital bed.

When you returned to the dorms he spent two days locked up in his room, only going for food in the middle of the night and when classes came, he called in sick for the first time in like, forever.

And no matter how hard you try to get back into talking to him, into being his friend, Bakugou is just way too scared of hurting you again.

“I just don’t deserve to be their friend again.” He would say to Kirishima every time he told him you weren’t mad at him.

“Even if they say they don’t, they should be.”

His heart was still hurting in his own guilt, his brain tricking him to that image of you in the floor, your head and abdomen bleeding unceasingly as his explosions had threw you against a brick wall, leaving a dent in it.

Explosions meant for the villain both of you were going for in your residence, not for you, who in the worst time went in you capture the man.

Todoroki Shoto:

He got so scared, he was frozen to the spot at the sight of your burns. Did he really did that? To you?

He would panic, maybe even had a panic attack at the thoughts of you dying because of him.

How was he supposed to keep on with life with this guilt over his back?

Shoto had the full purpose of holding you in his arms until help came but suddenly, he couldn’t move from where he stood, the thought of harming you again running through his head over and over again.

As you were being carefully carried on to the ambulance by the red cross his eyes were fixated on his hands, his lungs barely breathing.

Was it a dream? A really bad nightmare?

But Midoriya made him realize it wasn’t, his hand palming his shoulder with worry, staring at the slight, almost undetectable burns on the young Todoroki’s wrist.

“We need to go to the hospital too, Todoroki-kun, come on, Y/N will be alright.”

But even if his friend told him it was not his fault he couldn’t take the thought of you out of his head.

He didn’t even knew how he hit you, you were by his side when he started aiming his fire.

When did you move to try and stop the villain with your quirk? How could he not noticed you?

Once in the hospital, All Might was the one who told Deku and Shoto your state, he told them about your third degree burns on your torso and second degree burns on your leg and neck.

Surprisingly, Shoto was not the calm one in this situation. No.

Izuku was sat in the waiting room as calm as he could be, his green gaze following Shoto, who couldn’t help but walk around like it was a runway, four steps to the right, four to the left, muttering under his breath what went wrong and what he would do if there was a bad repercussion from this.

“They are going to be okay”

Yeah, he hoped they will, because he doesn’t know what he would do if they weren’t.

And let me tell you this man waited hours in that chair once All Might got him to sit, and i repeat, HOURS, until you were able of receiving visits.

Once they got news from the doctor that you’d be alright, poor Todoroki excused himself to go to the bathroom just so he could get himself in a stall and silently cry with relief that he didn’t kill you.

And, even if you don’t want to, Todoroki may be like Bakugou.

He got in your room after All Might and Midoriya got out, firmly thinking that he was who deserved the least to be by your side.

He just sat there, looking at you fully covered in bandages and asleep, a bunch machines connected to your unconscious body.

“I am, so, deeply sorry Y/N. I hope you can forgive me.”

He stayed a couple of minutes, praying to any god that would hear him that you recovered all way through, and that you could still be you.

And I strongly believe he would do like he did with his mother, he would not visit, just sent you little gifts with Midoriya or Ochako.

Once you got back to the dorms, he would not allow himself to talk to you but he would not avoid you too much, he would talk to you if you talked to him first; he left small notes, chocolates and sometimes flowers in your dorm door, but definitely he was not seeking your forgiveness.

It wasn’t until you explained to him that you weren’t mad at all at him because he didn’t have the fault of what happened and that he was not like his father that he spotted the prominent burn scar in your neck and... his heart snapped.

I firmly believe that he wouldn’t help but cry a bit as he looked at that scar he left on you; and when you tried to go in and hug him poor baby would hesitate a bit too much.

Shoto just thought that... how could you, one of the kindest persons he knew, want to be friends again with him after he left half of your body scarred?

Dabi:

This motherfucker would not care, let’s face it.

Unless...

He had grown fond of you.

(He wouldn’t tho, but let’s pretend he would)

So, you were not sent to a hospital, obviously since you were part of the League of Villains.

Still, Shigaraki was still hesitating about sending you over, you were not as public as all of them were and you were in great pain since Dabi did not incinerate you until death like he used to with any other of his victims.

You had third degree burns all over your torso, and a fourth degree burn in your ribs.

Twice had you in his arms as they all circled you, Dabi standing there with his hands in his pockets. His unexpressive gaze stood over your stomach, were the burn was at it worse.

He expected it to hurt the first layer of muscle that covered your organs, maybe and some internal burns in your ribs and stomach.

Some part in his heart still torn over every person he murdered, and it was squeezing in his chest at the sight of you whimpering nonsense in the floor.

But he was used to it.

It was not the first time he hurt someone he cared about, nor it would be the last one.

And besides, there is absolutely nothing he could do about your hurting.

But don’t get me wrong, he may, probably, think about ways to stop your suffering so his heart would stop being so annoying, it was stressing him out how vulnerable he could be.

Anyways...

You ended up in the hospital, no one recognized you for a member of LOV, and all you could say was that you were attacked by a fire quirk.

Later on, when you returned to the LOV, a really nasty scar was covering half of your body, your skin darker and crusty on that specific spot where the 4th degree burn was.

And, let me explain something to you...

If Dabi didn’t used to start conversations with you often, now he was totally unapproachable, avoiding you as much as he can.

He just didn’t wanted that feeling of his heart squirming in his chest never again, he couldn’t bear to feel something like that, and he was not going to allow that.

And, he was not going to allow his mind to torment him with mental pictures of that nasty scar on your ribs, looking almost as if he wanted you to like him, he would never want no one to be like him; you on the bottom of that list.

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skywalkerstyles · 3 years

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Poly Relationship with Bakugou, Todoroki and Deku

Imagine 19: she’s here

Summary: the birth of Yua and the chaos that ensued

A/N: I will do more one shots about the pregnancy but I’m on a roll at the moment. So I’m going with it😊

Warnings: birth, fluff, the boys being absolute chaotic disaster messes, Hawks saves the day, car accident, angst, hurt/comfort

It was a normal day. You had about a week left until you were due and through the protest of your fiancé’s, you had continued to be Hawks’s assistant.

You were driving him when it happened.

“Think that one went really well.” Hawks said cheerfully, rolling the window down and sticking his hand out.

“The interview was really good wasn’t it?” You agreed. The cameras loved Hawks. He was attractive, confident, badass. The public couldn’t get enough. You winced, shifting as your daughter dug her foot into your ribs. Pregnancy was beautiful they said. They never tell you about the aches and pains that come with it. Not to mention the new nickname ‘Penguin’ cuz you waddled so much. You were at a stop light, Hawks reached over, placing a comforting hand on your belly.

“She kickin’ again? I’m tellin’ you she’s gonna be so cool. The coolest niece ever.” The light turned green and you began to pull ahead.

You didn’t see the driver who wasn’t stopping.

But Hawks did.

Loud horns blared as a flash of red surrounded you, Hawks shielding you with his wings as the other car slammed directly into your side of the car.

“KEIGO!” You scream, as the car begins to roll. He’s got his arms around you, protectively over your tummy.

“Hold on!” He shouts back, grunting at the impact of the other car.

Izuku, Shoto and Katsuki were on the other side of town doing patrol. They were blissfully unaware of what had happened to their little loves. All of them itching to get home and love on their babies.

“Y/N? Little bird wake up.” You groan, head lolling to the side. You’re on the ground, Keigo leaning over you, his wings still out, protectively.

“I-huh!” You groan, a sharp pain erupting in your belly. Keigo looks down and his mouth drops. There’s blood and what looks like pee soaking your pants.

“Y/N-“

“The baby! Somethings wrong! Something’s-“ you’re cut off by a blood curdling scream that rips through your throat as another contraction hits. Your body stiffens and you groan, tears springing to your eyes.

Keigo adjusts himself, hoisting you up into his arms.

“Hold onto me.” He whispers urgently. “We have to get you to the hospital.”

“But Keigo-“

“Trust me. It’s faster this way.” He lifts you into the air. You look down at your watch, the screen is cracked but you still manage to press the button on the side. The button for your boys. The 911.

They each get the 911 at the same time, hearts plummeting to their stomachs.

“Guys!” Kirishima comes running around the corner, a look of horror on his face as he rushes towards your boys. “Guys! There was an accident on the other side of town.”

“What?” Shoto says, his chest squeezing tightly.

“There was a head on collision. A drunk driver. Hawks was in the car-“ that’s all they needed to hear. They knew you were with Hawks.

“SOMEONE SAID THEY SAW HAWKS FLYING TOWARDS THE HOSPITAL!” Kirishima shouted, chasing after them.

“I CANT DO THIS!” You sob, squeezing Keigo’s hand tightly as another contraction hit you. They took you immediately, wheeling you into a birthing room. Keigo stayed with you, never leaving your side.

“You’re doing fine Y/N. Just a little longer-“

“IM CUTTING ALL THEIR DICKS OFF!” You scream in anguish as the doctor tells you to push again.

“Shh. It’s okay Y/N. Just a little more.” You look at your friend through tears eyes. This was all wrong. Izuku, Katsuki, Shoto....they should be here. They were supposed to be here.

But as Keigo leans down and kisses your sweaty head and whispers how great you’re doing, nothing but gratitude fills your heart. Even though you work for him he cares for you. He is your friend. And he wants to help.

So you let him.

You grab onto him with both hands, gripping both of his in yours tightly. He notices your shift in demeanor and smiles proudly at you.

“You four are so lucky. This is a gift. C’mon Y/N. You’re strong enough. Stronger than even me. You can do this.”

“One more push.”

“Y/N L/N! WHAT ROOM IS SHE IN!” Katsuki slams his hand down on the receptionist’s desk. To say they were nervous wrecks was an understatement. They had run to the hospital, Kirishima trailing them, worried about his best friend.

“Oh um...are you family?” The girl asks, looking at Katsuki’s hero costume and batting her eyes at him. He only growls, ripping his glove off and lifting his hand to show the gold engagement band on his hand.

“Husband. Where the fuck is she?” The girl turns red, fumbling around for the paperwork.

“Um...two thirty two-“ the boys bolt, running up the stairs because the elevator would take to long.

“Those eyes man. Look at them. One blue, one green. And that hair. Not even sure how it’s possible but she looks like all three of them, except in the face. She’s got your face.” Keigo says in awe. Yua has her little fist wrapped around his pinky finger. He coos at her. “Hiya cutie. I’m your Uncle Keigo. Can’t wait to cause trouble with-“

“Y/N!” Shoto, Katsuki and Izuku tumble into the room, Kirishima following behind. He stands in the doorway, smiling with relief as the boys scramble to you.

Keigo chuckles, kissing your head before standing up. He looks at the boys, all out of breath, as they rush to Y/N’s side.

“She did good. She’s a strong one. And your daughter is gorgeous.” Izuku walks up to Keigo, hand outstretched. Keigo takes it.

“Thank you.” Izuku says through tears. “Thank you for being here.” Keigo smiles.

“No problem.” He leaves, Kirishima following, satisfied that you’re safe, but knowing the four of you would want some alone time.

“Baby bear?” Shoto touches the cut on your lip, fingers ghosting over the bruise on your eye. “You’re okay?” He ask softly. You lean into his touch.

“I’m fine. Without Keigo though, I don’t think I could have done it.”

“Tch.” Katsuki sits beside you, leaning his head against your shoulder. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry we weren’t here sooner.” You kiss his head, burying your nose in his hair, god he smelled good.

“Can we....can we see her?” Izuku asks nervously. You smile, pulling your daughter away from your chest. They collectively gasp.

A head full of blonde hair, and bright vibrant green and blue eyes stare back at them. You can’t take your eyes off of her as the sit with you, gazing down at your little girl.

“She....she’s....”

“She’s perfect.” Katsuki says. “Can I hold her?” You place her in his arms.

“Watch her head.” You remind him. He brings her close, burying his face in the side of her neck, her little hand pulling his hair.

“Ouch. Damn brat. This is definitely my kid.” You all laugh. Shoto wraps his arm around you, pulling you close to his side as Katsuki passes her to Izuku. He looks down at her in wonder.

“Welcome to the world Yua....I’m your daddy-well...one of them.” He kisses her, pressing her fist to his cheek.

“Do you want to hold her?” You ask Shoto. He swallows hard, but nods. Izuku passes her to him and he holds her awkwardly at first. “You won’t break her baby. She’s okay.”

Shoto smiles, kissing her perfect nose. Katsuki lays his head against your chest and Izuku lays at your feet while Shoto sits at your other side. All of you quiet, just enjoying the peace and this new found feeling of parenthood.

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nejiraez · 3 years

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one day, you all will know true peace when i stop making bakugou the default character to the maladaptive daydreamz i write. but until then...

get well soon! | bakugou katsuki

pairing: bakugou katsuki x reader // 2.9k words

genre: fluff — contains spoilers from mha chap 298; includes kissing, thats it!

summary: free bakugou until it’s backwards!!! but until then, he appreciates having your presence around as he takes the time to properly heal.

the way i haven’t written a full fic since oct </3... but i needed to post this b4 aquarius season ends tmrrw...

He’s never had to stay this long in a hospital before.

Sure, there were minor check-ins that he had to tend to at the clinics every so often from the injuries he’s received, but he never had to stay more than a few days at hand.

“Only a couple more days until you’re discharged…”

The sound of your voice prompts Bakugou to shift his gaze away from the TV screen stationed at the corner of his hospital room to focus his sights on you. Deep shades of scarlet watch as your hands absent-mindedly pick at the white petals from the bouquet that his mother had gifted him.

Carnations, a ‘get well soon’ present that would prompt him back to wellness. They were becoming quite the eyesore. The stems were beginning to droop and dull in colour with how poorly maintained they had been kept for the past week.

“That must be exciting for you, yeah?”

Bakugou shrugs, but he’s quick to regret his slight movement due to the small wince that follows shortly after. Despite being placed in the hospital for a little over a week now, a great mass of Bakugou’s body still aches. “It’s whatever,” he mutters, dismissing the subject matter altogether, “I’ll be back to doing the same crap over again anyway, so it’s nothing special.”

Closing your eyes, you sink yourself further down into your seat near his bedside and sigh. The windows a few steps away from Bakugou’s left allow for the sun’s late afternoon glow to beam into his room. You’ve sat here with him for the past two hours and a half from when you first came.

“You’re so pessimistic, you know that?” You announce, resting your arms against the bed’s side rails, which promote access to you, propping your cheek onto your hands with your face turned towards Bakugou. “Always thinking so negatively.”

Choosing not to respond to your comment, Bakugou soaks in the brief silence shared within the confines of his room.

For the past few days, other than his immediate family, who was relentless about visiting him as much as they could- save for the days where work would pull them away- your regular visits were something that became apart of Bakugou’s daily schedule.

Wake up. Eat whatever shitty food the kitchen staff has to offer for the day. Wait through numerous check-ups and appointments, while the nurses examine the vital state of his internal organs. And then, he has a bit of free time to himself before either you or any visitor arrives at Hosu General hospital.

“I’m just telling it as it is.”

Bakugou would be lying if he said that he didn’t look forward to your visits.

Like Pavlov’s law, he’s grown conditioned upon awaiting your arrival every day, always finding himself sitting a bit straighter in his bed whenever 15:00 rolled around on the clock.

Growing bored with not much to do, Bakugou allows his eyes to wander the room, skimming each object with little to no thought before his eyes would drop down on your form once again. With your eyes still closed, Bakugou takes this chance to absorb your presence before him fully. Watching the tiny twitches that would happen every now and then on your face out of curiosity.

The amount of fear and dread that washed over you the moment you caught news of how Bakugou jumped in front of his childhood friend, Midoriya, to spare his life, in turn, putting his own on the line had you aching to the bone.

You were scared and couldn’t bring yourself to the thought that you would lose him, and there wasn’t much that you could do about it since you and a few others were far from where the main fight had gone down.

Regardless of whether Bakugou had a chance of waking up or not, you were still adamant about swinging by his hospital room as often as you could until the second day where he miraculously woke up. And caused an uproar as he did. He had to be restrained as he tried to check up on the others’ wellbeing as he did so.

To be placed inside of a room alone, with no one around to tell him what the fuck exactly went on, Bakugou was on edge. Hands down, that day would take the cake as being the most overwhelming experience he has had at his time here. Where were was Deku, for starters? And where did you disappear off to?

He really didn’t deserve you.

Pulling himself out from his thoughts, Bakugou breaks the silence to pester you with something. “Pass me that, will you?” He asks, nodding his head over to the sole snack that sat on his bedside table. Something that one of the nurses left behind for him after his physical exam.

You blink, snapping yourself back to reality. You crane your next behind you, following his line of sight to the bright Tarami packaging. “Sure,” you grab and toss it for him to take.

Bakugou grunts out his gratitude. “Getting to eat normal food again will be the pinnacle of my life,” he states, rolling the Tarami around in his hands. “They feed us nothing but literal dog water and bland shit. “

“I’m sure the staff is trying their best. You aren’t the only mouth they feed in here after all,” you say, referencing the fact that your other peers, such as Todoroki and Midoriya to name a few, found themselves in the same situation as he did.

“I fuckin’ guess,” he mutters in response, his focus shifted onto trying to rip open his snack but to no avail.

“Want me to - ”

“Don’t need it,” he says, cutting your sentence short. His bandaged thumbs are still fumbling to get a good grip on the plastic seal that stood in the way between him and his fruit cup. “This stupid gauze is just - ” The cup tumbles out from his hold and rolls out onto his lap. “Dammit!”

You smile at the display in front of you. Bakugou glaring at the container as if it had crossed him wrong was quite the sight to see. The fact that he has shown no signs of making another attempt at opening the seal gave you an indication that it was your turn to step in.

What a dork.

“Jesus, Katsuki,” you say, shaking your head at his stubborn nature. You take the fruit cup off his lap and, without issue tear the seal off before passing it back to him. He was too headstrong for his own good sometimes. “Nobody’s gonna bite you if you ask for help once in a while.”

Bakugou scoffs - losing steam now, he tips the rim of the cup against his lips, knocking back as many diced peaches he could fit inside of his mouth.

A mix of wonder and admiration suddenly crosses you as you study how quick he is to swallow down his food. Not even bothering to make use of the silver spoon left astray on the stand.

Bakugou silently chews. His cheeks have bulked up in size for the time being until all traces of food have been gone. Cute. “You’re so - ” You start but cut yourself short, wanting to enjoy the serene atmosphere rather than spurring him to the edge towards nagging at you.

You reach your hand out towards Bakugou, thumb grazing the corner of his mouth to clean the small mess he has made, to which he gently swats your hand away. His mannerisms were still the same as ever, never changing.

“I’m so what?” He asks, flicking his attention onto you as he watches the way your eyes linger on his face.

“You’re so amazing, was what I was going to say.”

“Damn straight.”

You half-heartedly roll your eyes at his narcissistic response and reach for your phone, checking the time. “Wow, it’s now getting to 18:00?” You exclaim, swiftly entering the passcode to your iPhone and so that your fingers could scroll to the Tokyo Train Navigation app to check the times of when you should catch the next ride home.

Bakugou brows bump together in confusion at your surprise. “What about it? That means you’re ditching me already?”

“Only for today though, the next train is coming in 30 minutes, and I gotta catch it before it gets dark out.”

As much as Bakugou isn’t a big fan of having your time spent together but abruptly short, he understands where you’re coming from, mentally putting himself in your shoes.

At hours like these, when the begins to sun hide behind the city’s tall, towering buildings, it isn’t an ideal situation to have you walking out alone in the middle of dimly lit streets where villains may lurk at any corner. Especially after the shit show that went down this past week with the jailbreak.

He’d have no problem walking you home at times like this, but he can’t. Not when he’s on a “house arrest” list with the staff of the hospital.

“Fine,” he replies, dropping his head into his hands, which then finds purchase through his hair. Pissed with the cards he’s been dealt with. Feeling like he should clarify about your safety, Bakugou pipes up, “Make sure you ask the front desk to have one of their idiot guards walk you to the station. I hear that they do that.”

“Yeah, of course,” you say, collecting your belongings from the ground. “Not trying to be edited in with the clouds.” A remark that was supposed to prompt a lighthearted, humorous feel to the conversation, but Bakugou remains tight-lipped as ever. A fitting expression for your grouch of a boyfriend.

“I’m serious. Text me when you get home too.”

“And so am I! I love my life.”

And he loves you-- was something that Bakugou refrains himself from saying. It was something that he still had trouble saying verbally but had no difficulty expressing.

You walk towards the door, ready to bid your counterpart a farewell, but he beats you to the punch.

“The hell are you doing?” Bakugou’s voice halts you from making your grand exit.

He stares at you sharply from his bed. Glowering with jaw taut as he eyes your hand placed onto the sliding door. “Cut that shit out, come back.”

“For why?”

You hear Bakugou breathe out a hushed hiss, becoming peeved at how evasive you were when he knew for a fact that you were aware of what he wanted you to do for him. “Come and do the thing.”

At his sudden inquiry, you finally turn around to face him. “What thing?” You prod, wanting to hear him say what he wanted out loud. To be straightforward with you for once rather than dancing around the topic like he always does.

Sidestepping the multiple wires and the IV tube that he was hooked up to, at last, you close the distance between you both. Finding yourself back beside Bakugou’s bed, and now settle yourself down onto the small space that he has created for you on his mattress.

You feel giddy. A hazy warmth exudes from your chest that spreads down to your toes as you watch the slow change of pigmentation in Bakugou’s face. Blotches of a soft, rosy pink littered his exposed neck, indicating the effect that had over him.

Caving in, Bakugou swallows down his pride and utters, “Kiss me…” His tone is wavering in the slightest.

There it was.

Propping your hand near Bakugou’s face to steady yourself, you nod. You’re gentle in the process as you move much closer to Bakugou, attentive as not to brush up against any of his wounds. “Okay,” you murmur.

You think to yourself about how pretty looks from your point of view. Admiring how Bakugou's plush and soft skin was despite the light bruises and scratches he’s gained from the fight, he looked very well-maintained for a hospital patient.

The more time that you take, you become aware of the fact that Bakugou isn’t above taking a fistful of your shirt and tugging you down so that you could meet his lips. Hell, it wouldn’t surprise you if he were to do so right now.

But he doesn’t.

Instead, he waits. Patiently, for you to make your move and just fucking kiss him already. Though there’s only so much he can take before he breaks.

Feeling the bed dip beside him, Bakugou could damn near feel his heart hammering against his chest. “Hurry up and get on with it will you,” he chides, his striking features already beginning to twist into an unreadable expression.

You laugh, unable to bite back your giggles as the male fixed you with his signature scowl. “Look at you, being a bully to the person you want a kiss from...” You say, leaning in close, now only hovering a few mere centimetres from his lips, both of you desperate for what would come next.

“You’re so mean, I swear.”

And that’s when you decide to close the distance, pressing your lips together.

It was quite sweet, literally, for his lips tasted of citrus.

Bakugou does a poor job at suppressing down his groan the moment your fingers wind themselves into his hair. The pads of your fingertips adoringly dance across his scalp.

The kiss starts off relatively chaste, both of you relishing in each other’s warmth as you pepper several small kisses against him—your stomach ties into knots as you experience how gentle he was being with you.

Despite the dull aching pains that Bakugou could still perceive whenever he made broad movements with his arm, his hand steadily finds its way to reach up towards your neck, pressing you further against him to deepen the kiss, swiping his tongue upon your lower lip.

When your tongue comes into contact with his, it’s tentative and quick. And then it happens a few more times before fully feel comfortable enough to full-on kiss Bakugou.

Your thought process was growing muddled. Not a clear premise came to mind as his bandaged hand trails to the small of your back and back up again.

With every sound or hum of approval that you made way past your lips, it fed Bakugou’s desire to satisfy both you and his needs even. His thumb smooths over the curve of your jaw, easing your nerves each time you shyly pull away attributable to the great intimacy that swirled between you both.

He chases your lips, fervent on returning your energy that you were relaying to him, back tenfold. He loves you. So fucking much, and he only hopes that his appreciation and devotion may reach you.

You choke on a tiny gasp. “Katsuki - ” And that’s when he feels it, right in his chest. It’s as if he has been jump-started back to life, his heart quite literally skipping a beat at the sound of his name tumbling past your lips. It was adorable, and he wanted to hear you like that again. Say his name like that again, on loop without end.

Fuck.

With adrenaline coursing through your veins, your breathing was starting to grow laboured now, and you decide to break the kiss before things can escalate and before you miss your train.

Pulling away from Bakugou, the traces of confidence that you once had prior to the kiss have all but flung itself out the window, completely gone now. “I’ll, uhm -” You stammer over your words, brain trying to compose a proper sentence in spite of your current dazed state. “I’ll be back to see you again, with the others.”

With how flustered and scatterbrained you were acting, it stroked Bakugou’s ego beyond belief. A wicked smile threatens to split upon his face, but he bites it down along with his greed to ask for one more kiss before you go. “Tomorrow,” he affirms, flicking his eyes back towards the TV—an entirely new show publicized on its screen.

You hoist yourself up from the bed and stand to your feet, ignoring how your knees almost buckle. “Right,” you say. No fucking way were you this beat up over making out with your own boyfriend, for crying out loud- you thought as you wander towards the door, almost taking out one of the monitors in your trail.

Sliding the door open you step out, but you poke your head back in, stalling a bit so that you could look at the blonde for the last time that day. “But until then, get well soon, okay?”

Bakugou’s eyes stay glued to the screen, trying to distract himself from how damn sweaty his palms were, that or how he could feel the beat of his heart pick up in tempo. Its incessant pounding was all too much for him.

It’s so stupid how whipped he found himself to be nowadays. “I know,” he dismisses, a bit all too quickly. He wants your ass out before you have a chance to glance at the heart monitor he was wired up to.

Fortunately enough for him, you don’t. You wave and close the door behind you, your smile being the last thing he sees.

With the coast clear, Bakugou throws himself back onto his mountain of pillows. “Shit,” he curses, panting out a sigh of relief seconds after you were gone.

That was amazing, you were amazing, he thought, recounting the kiss. He swipes his palms against his sheets, being sure to get rid of any nitroglycerin that may linger to activate his quirk successfully.

Bakugou can’t stress how much he’s aching for nightfall to come, knowing that he would be one sleep from getting to see you again, and again, and again, until he would finally be let free.

But until then, as you had said, he had to heal.

And with the knowledge of you being around whenever he needed you the most, Bakugou was most definitely on the bright path to a speedy recovery.

#bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #bnha x reader #mha imagine #bnha imagine #bnha scenario #original #cress to charlize for snagging this screencap from a twt thread mwah

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this is hurt/comfort? angst? hurt/comfort leaning towards angst? idek

but hear me out

katsuki who wakes up with memory loss. he can't remember anything from second year in middle school.

and there is izuku, who's hugging him, when did he get so buff?

why is he hugging him?

nothing makes sense.

when the doctor tells them he's lost his memory, izuku desperately tries to point at their rings, matching bands of green and orange, and it isn't until the doctor asks him to leave so as to not agitate katsuki that he leave, crying. and it isn't tears like his seen, they're silent, they scream of heartbreak.

katsuki doesn't believe anything he says, he doesn't want this useless nerd beside him, and yet, yet, why does it hurt to watch him leave?

when he returns to his parents' home at night, the room looks sad. the bed hasn't been slept in for years, it's cold, it's empty.

he's cold. he's lonely.

he can't sleep.

crying, why he's feeling like he's lost someone, someone important, doesn't understand why his ring finger feels so empty, why he feels cold even after putting on his warmest blanket.

he doesn't sleep that night.

he cries all through that night.

isn't he supposed to feel happy knowing that he's the hero he's wanted to be? then why does he feel a part of his soul missing, like something he can't place.

he doesn't understand what he's missing, but he misses it so much.

he wants it back.

whatever it is he's missing, he wants it back.

A month passes by, then two, then three. Katsuki's settling down slowly. He's not returning to hero work, he doesn't know the moves. Doesn't get what everyone talks about. What war? Who's afo?

He doesn't understand.

He met several people, apparently they're all his friends. They visit him almost every day, they're trying to fill in all the missing pieces in his memory.

But izuku never visits. Katsuki hasn't seem him since the day he left the hospital, he hasn't heard from him.

It's not like he misses him or anything, but it still feels weird. He's always had izuku following him, even when he'd push him away.

But that very boy hadn't been seen by him in 3 months, and it feels weird.

Four months starting in, he receives a package at his front door.

Divorce papers.

Two rings,

And a letter.

"Kacchan,

You don't seem to remember anything that happened in the last 11 years.

It's been 4 months, kacchan, and everyday I hope you come home to me telling me you remember everything, telling me you still love me, and that everything is fine.

But it’s not.

It’s not how they show in my favourite film, and you don’t remember who we used to be.

Kacchan, we were bound together by law. Now I’m freeing you kacchan, you’re no longer bound to me. You’re free to go live your life all over again, find someone to love. I won’t hold you back.

Because it’s futile, you don’t remember who I am, don’t remember our marriage and our life together. Hell you don’t even remember that you loved me.

So this is goodbye, kacchan. I already signed the papers so it won’t be a hassle. All you gotta do is produce these papers to the court. Everyone knows about your case, the other processes aren’t required.

I kept some of your things with me kacchan, I hope you don’t mind.

Yours,

Izuku.”

There are tear stains blotting the ink in several places, and Izuku’s handwriting is shaky. He’d been crying while writing it.

He doesn’t really want this, does he?

And Katsuki doesn't remember anything, but he doesn't want this either. It's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong.

There's tears streaming down his face and he doesn't know why, but he doesn't want to let go.

He doesn't remember, but it hurts. Like someone was tearing his heart apart.

The rings were made of gunmetal grey, with two thin bands of orange and green snaking through it, intertwining in the middle.

The word "deku" engraved on the inside of one, and "kacchan" inside the other.

They felt cold.

Katsuki doesn't remember, but he does feel like his heart will burst, that's how much it hurts.

Katsuki forgot everything, but he still loves izuku.

That's why he ran. He doesn't know why he remembers the way, or how he does, but he's standing in front of Izuku's door, frantically ringing the doorbell like his life depends on it.

should i give this happy ending?

I WAS ACTUALLY WRITING A FIC LIKE THIS

HAVE BEEN BUT I GOT STUCK IT'S NOT THE EXACT SAME BUT

Katsuki gets hit by a memory quirk in an underground subway battle, for whatever reason the only thing wiped from his memory is everything related to Izuku. They're married and a hero duo so it's a little complicated, but the hero commission sends Deku back to work as a solo hero while Dynamight is marked as temporarily inactive.

Izuku waits it out for a few months, but the longer it goes on the more he realizes: oh he's not going to remember me, and Katsuki even goes on a date. (He hates every second of it. Katsuki's memories of Izuku are gone but the residual feeling of: THIS IS WRONG. Still remain. He swears off dating after that, but Deku doesn't know this. He only knows what Ochako tells him about how he went on a date).

So, Izuku is broken af about it and instead of resigning his hero contract with Japan, he up and moves to America to work under S&S as a sidekick. He stays there for two years until he finally mans up and sends Katsuki divorce papers in the mail. (This is after the like 4th Dynamight dating scandal in the news lol)

Now, Katsuki feels empty af because the feeling of: I'm Izuku's and Izuku is mine, is living rent free in this boy's head but his husband is theoretically living the life overseas. IZUKU IS MAKING MAD HEADLINES AS THE NUMBER 6 PRO IN AMERICA UNDER S&S. HE OUT HERE THRIVING. Except, not really, he's an unhealthy workaholic throwing himself into an early grave because of heartbreak.

Anyway, the divorce papers show up right as Deku's first ever lovelife scandal pops up in the US and Katsuki is like: FUCK THAT SHIT. He takes mad vacation hours and flies all the way to the US to plop himself down in front of Deku's workplace and when Izuku finally comes back from his shift and is gonna clock out Katsuki demands he come back home.

Except, the boy still doesn't remember him and Izuku is like: no, go home. Because he can't stand the idea of being the only one who remembers their entire life together, and it was just easier to throw himself into work than deal with the emotions surrounding the situation. That's why he moved in the first place.

Mine has a happy ending though because i cant do hurt/no comfort lmfao I'm weak and WILL cry

#bakudeku #katsuizu #bkdk #rat answers #eleiwitch #these are things i said id write but are sitting in my WIPs #this along with the antique shop owner bkg au lmfao #im a fucking crybaby thanks #cant do hurt no comfort

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BakuDeku Amnesia

AO3 Fic Recommendations

Disclaimers!

Stories linked below are not mine.

Only one has smut … still check tags.

Art not mine - CC_Sketches.

Note: If you read any of these stories and like them please let the author know with a kudos and/or comment!

Please Remember by WatashinonamaehaSarah

Summary: Izuku is hit with an amnesia quirk that causes him to forget everyone he knows and loves.

Complete | 4 Chapters

Rated - Teen & Up

caramel dynamite supernova by deadwriter16

Summary: “Deku,” Round Face’s eyes widen, “you don’t know who I am?”

Deku crosses his arms. “All I know is that you’re not Kacchan.”

“Kacchan…” Round Face mutters, “Bakugou? You want to see Bakugou?”

“I want to see Kacchan,” Deku corrects, “I don’t know who Bakugou is.”

— — —

Or, Izuku loses all his memories except for the one name that he could never forget: Kacchan.

{One Shot}

Rated - Teen & Up

Say My Name Right or Don't Say It At All by boysandstars

Summary: “Stop calling me that!” He shouted, using his food as a pointer toward the other.

He leaned back. “Huh? Stop calling you what?”

“That name!”

“Bakugou-san?”

“Yes! Stop it with that shit!” Bakugou retreated a little as he took a comically large bite of bread. “It sounds weird as fuck coming from you.”

— — —

OR Izuku is hit with a memory erasing quirk and Katsuki learns that he would rather die than be called Bakugou-san.

{One Shot}

Rated - Teen & Up

love at second first sight by deadwriter16

Summary: The hottest man alive frowns for a second, and then throws his head back and groans loudly. “Motherfucker," he facepalms, massaging his head with his knuckles afterward in obvious goddammit, Izuku's at it again exasperation, "Of course it’s me.”

“Huh?” Izuku asks, “oh, are you the one I forgot?”

“Evidently,” the guy responds.

— — —

or, Izuku gets hit by a quirk and forgets Kacchan. So Izuku does the only thing that makes sense to do without his memories of this super hot guy…immediately try to seduce him.

{One Shot}

Rated - Teen & Up

Remember My Name by katjean

Summary: The amnesia fic where Katsuki is hit with a quirk so he doesn’t remember who Izuku is. When he wakes up in the hospital and sees his ex, Camie, sitting in his room, she convinces him that they are engaged. Everyone seems to be on board with this but he can’t shake the feeling that something isn’t right.

Complete | 3 Chapters | Pro Hero au

Rated - Teen & Up

the few things midoriya izuku knows by ladyofsnails

Summary: Izuku is kidnapped on a mission that goes awry, and Katsuki is convinced it's his fault. He has to find him, but before he gets the chance, Izuku shows up in the middle of a park, half-dead and with no memory from before his past three months under the villain's thumb. And he's scared. Of everything. His mother, his friends, his teachers, everyone.

Everyone except Katsuki.

Complete | 8 Chapters | PTSD

Rated - Teen & Up

Deku, who am I? by Roya1Gir1

Summary: Izuku groaned as he opened his eyes to be burned by the bright lights above him. He frowned as he lifted his arms and rubbed the pain away from his eyes. His head hurt. But that was also an understatement. He slowly sat up and looked around the room as he ignored the pain throbbing in his head.

Where am I?

Who... am I?

One Shot | SFW

Chocolate cake and resin preserved flowers by Anoksun

Summary: “Deku. What’s the last thing you remember?”

“Um.” Izuku’s face slid into a look of barely concealed alarm. It took him a minute, but he replied, albeit hesitantly, “I think I’m probably wrong right now but… Graduation…?”

“You can’t be fucking serious.” Katsuki took a step back. Then another.

“I’m wrong, aren’t I?” Izuku continued, like he didn’t just confirm Katsuki’s worst fears. “Is this some time travel thing?”

He looked at Katsuki, but Katsuki was too busy gaping in clear horror at him to answer.

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Izuku loses his memories. Katsuki struggles not to lose Izuku too.

One Shot | Pro Hero au

Everything You Don't Know by Mikacrispy

Summary: Izuku wakes up in a hospital having the memories of the last 13 years of his life wiped from his brain. Mentally, he's a quirkless kid, back in middle school. But physically, he lives in a world where he's a pro hero who got wounded during a fight and Kacchan is his hero partner, his best friend, and his... roommate?

Complete | 14 Chapters | Pro Hero au

Rated - Explicit

Coming Home by Kotarokun

Summary: After a bad fall, Izuku wakes up in the hospital only to find out that he's no longer 14 years old. He's 24 and all his dreams have come true. He has friends, he might be in a relationship with his childhood crush, he has a quirk, AND he's a prohero. Now if only he could get over his fear of it all being just a dream...

— — —

Or Izuku is back to his awkward nervous mess of a fourteen year old self and is terrified of messing up his future selfs perfect life.

Incomplete | 8/? Chapters

SFW | Pro Hero AU

Before by ScientificallySinful (VampireGaaraCheesepuffs), VampireGaaraCheesepuffs

Summary: Izuku Midoriya wishes he never had to wake up. Because each time he does, he doesn’t know which Katsuki will be lying next to him.

After a villain attack, Katsuki begins to lose his memories at an alarming rate. Each day he wakes up thinking he’s a different age and at a different time point in his life. While Midoriya and Bakugo have a great relationship now, they haven’t always and Izuku comes face to face with that fact a little more every day.

Complete | 5 Chapters

Rated - Teen & Up

It’s not like I like you— it’s just. by Venom_up_ur_ass

Summary: “Stupid Deku”

“Excuse me?” Midoriya looked back boldly, so this was it huh? Getting your memory washed and acting all high and mighty?! Fuck this is pissing Bakugou off.

“Go fuck yourself”

“You have a problem with me or something?” Midoriya countered.

“Yeah, everything about you”

Midoriya frowned, why’d he even try talking?

— — —

Midoriya accidentally gets hit by a memory losing quirk and his memories will only come back between a week or 2, Bakugou doesn’t know what to feel.

{One Shot}

Rated - Mature

(Restricted) The wrongs that make the words come to life

by casian

Summary: After taking a hit in battle, Katsuki Bakugou wakes up missing more than just the three days he was unconscious. Every scrap of memory up to and including his own name are gone. Well, except for one name, one face: Izuku Midoriya.

— — —

Or, an amnesia fic with a twist.

Complete | 8 Chapters

Rated - n/a

there is love in my sorrow by lucif5er

Summary: Omega Izuku and Alpha Katsuki are mates and engaged but during a quirk accident Katsuki loses his memory and doesn't remember ever being with Izuku.

One Shot | OmegaVerse

Rated - General Audiences

Unlucky/Lucky In Love by SweetSide

Summary: Katsuki gets hit with an amnesia Quirk that makes him forget Deku, so he can't believe his luck when the sexy nerd shows up at his door ready for their date.

*****

"What's this about?" Katsuki does not sit, but he does relax his arms.

"Last night. We were on patrol together. We got separated. They're still running Quirk tests on the villain. Kacchan I...I think it messed with your memory."

"I remember going on patrol," Katsuki admits. "But I don't remember you."

Fuck.

One Shot | Mature Content

you'll always be my day one by dekuskatsudon

Summary: Izuku suffered from selective memory loss due to a quirk accident, causing him to lose his memories from when he was informed he didn’t have a quirk until the day before the UA entrance exam and the days after.

—

Or, Izuku forgets all about his quirkless days and Katsuki’s bullying in the past and Katsuki has to deal with the repercussions and unresolved feelings.

One Shot | SFW

The Amnesia Incident by HexyHearts

Summary: After a fight with a group of villains, Bakugo and Midoriya are both hit by a quirk that seems to cause amnesia. With barely any memories, their class and the UA staff are left to watch in slight horror and amusement as the two boys become the best of friends (and something possibly more) without any of their past holding them back.

Incomplete | 14/? Chapters

Last updated January 2023

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