Sky Writes

Word Count: 7,110

I Don’t Like Her!

Whispers arose as you walked down the hallway to your new classroom. You weren’t too bothered by them, however. It only made sense.

It wasn’t every day that U.A. High received a late transfer into the Hero Course. It was surprising for the other students--in all of the courses. Not just the Hero Course. You were the talk of the town(so to speak), your name passing everyone’s lips. No one was sure of your situation in full, but there were rumors. Some said you had been too ill when the term started, and had to begin late. Others said that you’d been overseas and were abroad, like you were a part of some rich family or something. There were even more outlandish rumors, things like your family had forced Principal Nezu and the School Board to accept you in late. None of these were true however. The truth was, your quirk had rendered you pretty much immobile at the start of the term.

Yes, there had been an accident. An accident that was ~~partially~~ your fault, but mostly the fault of the villain who had attacked you. Then again, they said you attacked them first. No one knew this story of course. At least, no student. The teachers were aware of the entire situation--and were expecting you in. And so here you were, transferring into class 1-A in the middle of the school year, capturing everyone’s attention.

You didn’t care. You were fine with that.

After all, you knew your experience with the villain would gain you points in your class. Like you, these students had been through just as many feats as one could imagine. Sure you were put through only one experience, but they would be able to relate to you, and understand you. Because of that, you hoped, at the least, that they would get along with you.

No, it wasn’t every day that a teenager took down one of the most dangerous villains in all of villainy, but that wasn’t a big deal to you.

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Last Kiss

A/N: ANGST. It’s been so long since I’ve written angst, like, no joke. I do feel like I’ve got this tho! So, mind the warnings, my lovely readers!

Warnings: Angst, Character Death, Raging Bakugo, Cussing, Evil Dudes(characters you’ll probably hate)

Paring(s): Bakugo x Reader

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Word Count: 8,347

Last Kiss

Sirens blared loudly in the square, echoing off the buildings that remained standing. People were crying and hugging, thanking god for their lives and having been saved by one of the best pros in the business. Red and blue lights flashed off of the buildings the ambulances parked as paramedics rushed to look over every civilian that had been in the bank. Reporters were set up, talking quickly into their microphones and relaying the events that were unfolding to the other civilians who sat comfortably in their homes, their eyes glued to their expensive TV screens.

On the steps of a nearby building sat a group of Pro Heroes, all of them silent as they gazed at the one who had “saved the day”. Katsuki Bakugo, aka, Ground Zero, sat with his eyes glued to the ground. Parts of his mask were missing from his face, having been destroyed from the blows the villain had tossed at him in his big fight. Normally, at a time like this, Bakugo would be boasting about his victory. But that wasn’t the case. The sound of a gurney being wheeled out of the rubble from the building everything had taken place in echoed. To others it would’ve just been another noise, but to Bakugo, the eerie squeak of the wheels and the footsteps of the coroners taking the gurney over to their van echoed around him, drowning out all other sounds that echoed around him.

His eyes reluctantly lifted, scarlet orbs locking onto the zipped up body bag that lay across the gurney. His blood ran cold. He knew who was in that body bag. He knew exactly who was in that bag. That was the only person he had lost on this mission. The only person he had failed to save.

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Red Dhalias (Pt. 6)

Red Dhalias

A/N: Part 6! I know I haven’t updated in a while, and i’m sorry for that. But, here’s the last part to Red Dhalias! I’ll be finishing up Indigo Petals soon as well.

(Added note, I don’t own the picture and if I get any asks about it, they’ll be deleted. Thanks :) )

Pairing: Bakugo x (fem)Reader

A/U Notes: Your quirk is called “Force”. It’s a wind/air-type quirk. Basically you can use pressurized wind to destroy things or move things.Because of your air/wind quirk, your eyes are a strange white shade(you can see out of them, it’s not like you’re blind).You choose your own hair color/skin color

Warnings: Angst, Cussing, Potentially Triggering Scenes, Contains Graphic Scenes, Mentions of Hanahaki

Summary: Katsuki Bakugo has always been rough. Since you were little, you’d always protected Deku from him. Eventually, you had to move away because of your parent’s business–but now you’re back, and you’re enrolled into the same class at U.A.. All you can think is that Bakugo hasn’t changed, but what happens when you start to cough up Dahlia flowers–flowers that nearly seem to match his eyes? Are you suffering from unrequited love, or are you going insane?

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Word Count: 2,384

My eyes slowly peeled open. A soft beeping was heard throughout the room, barely alerting me that I was in the hospital. I slowly glanced over to the side, spotting Midoriya sitting in a chair by the window. He was staring out the window, a grim expression coating his features. The weather outside was dark and stormy, adding to the gloomy atmosphere that lingered in the room. Something wasn't right. Everything felt off. I would’ve ignored it if my curiosity hadn’t gotten the better of me. I gently sat up and Midoriya looked at me. A gentle smile spread over his face, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes. He looked tired. Exhausted, almost.

"Mido...what's going on?"I murmured.

"You're in the hospital. You collapsed at the training camp, just after they took Kacchan,"Midoriya explained. He adjusted himself, scooting back in the seat. I blinked. "It's been a few days." My eyes went wide. A few days? The pain in my chest quickly drew my attention once again. I moved, touching it slightly. "The doctors took scans...N/N, it's not looking good." My face fell. I knew it couldn’t have been good, but for him to bring it up instead of lying to me...telling me the truth meant that it was really serious.

"What?"

"You don't have much time left, N/N. They want to operate on you." I looked down. Operate...so I forget... "They won't do it without your consent, or your parents consent. No one can reach them."

"Right..."I murmured, knowing that was probably the case. Midoriya sighed. I looked over at him. He ran a hand down his face.

"Let me guess, you're going to refuse?"He asked. I stiffened. I looked away. He sighed once again, frowning. Silence hung in the room before he spoke again. "The flowers...they aren't growing as fast now."

"Why?"

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Red Dhalias (pt. 5)

Red Dhalias

A/N: Part 5! Second ending here. From friends who reviewed this story, I’ve been told this second ending is THE saddest out of the three? I’m not sure, lol. ANYWAY! Here you go :)

(Added note, I don’t own the picture and if I get any asks about it, they’ll be deleted. Thanks :) )

Pairing: Bakugo x (fem)Reader

A/U Notes: Your quirk is called “Force”. It’s a wind/air-type quirk. Basically you can use pressurized wind to destroy things or move things.Because of your air/wind quirk, your eyes are a strange white shade(you can see out of them, it’s not like you’re blind).You choose your own hair color/skin color

Warnings: Angst, Cussing, Potentially Triggering Scenes, Contains Graphic Scenes, Mentions of Hanahaki

Summary: Katsuki Bakugo has always been rough. Since you were little, you’d always protected Deku from him. Eventually, you had to move away because of your parent’s business–but now you’re back, and you’re enrolled into the same class at U.A.. All you can think is that Bakugo hasn’t changed, but what happens when you start to cough up Dahlia flowers–flowers that nearly seem to match his eyes? Are you suffering from unrequited love, or are you going insane?

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Word Count: 2,438

I peeled my eyes open, blinking above me. A strange beeping could be heard in the room. I wasn’t sure of the source, unable to locate where it was coming from. I looked to the side, my head and chest aching. My throat tickled. My eyes spotted a familiar figure on a wheely stool and I sat up quickly. Pain lanced through my chest and I sucked in a sharp breath. Recovery Girl turned to look at me.

"Lay back down, you're not going anywhere until we can transport you to the hospital,"Recovery Girl ordered. I went rigid. Hospital...no...they’re going to-- The thought that they were about to force me into the surgery to forget Bakugo ran through my mind. After a moment, the pain in my chest quickly made me comply with her words. I dropped back on the cot, cringing and touching it. She turned and wheeled over to me. "You sure put yourself through the ringer with this. Do you even know how lucky you are? I managed to recover your body only a little, but I can't cure this." When the pain passed, I coughed, finding only a few petals spewing out. She lengthened the time I could live? I wondered.

Recovery Girl sighed at me. A knock on the door sounded and my eyes slid to watch the door slide open. In walked a few bots, bringing an unconscious Bakugo and an unconscious Midoriya into the room. My eyes went wide. Recovery Girl sighed. "So they're unconscious too?" All Might entered the room. He paused, spotting me. Recovery Girl glanced at me. "You can detransform in front of her, I'm sure she doesn't feel like telling anyone." Detransform? I wondered. I got my answer as I watched All Might start to steam.

In a poof of smoke, I blinked as it cleared, to spot him standing there. Only...he was looking practically deflated. No muscle. His hair was limp. His costume was obviously too big for him now, and hung off of him. I gaped. Is that...All Might?

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Red Dhalias (pt. 4)

Red Dhalias

A/N: PART FOUR! Meant to put this up earlier! So here’s where it gets a bit confusing: For this fic, there are three (yes, THREE) endings! This, part 4, is the first ending of those three. The story was done this way because I couldn’t make my mind up when writing this and how I wanted it to end--so I decided to give you readers three different ones. You can pick your favorite ending among the three(and yeah, you’ll have to wait for the other two after this one like normal chapters LOL). So, ready for angst? Bubble wrap on? Okay!

A/N 2: Each little ending includes a small epilogue at the end!

(Added note, I don’t own the picture and if I get any asks about it, they’ll be deleted. Thanks :) )

Pairing: Bakugo x (fem)Reader

A/U Notes: Your quirk is called “Force”. It’s a wind/air-type quirk. Basically you can use pressurized wind to destroy things or move things.Because of your air/wind quirk, your eyes are a strange white shade(you can see out of them, it’s not like you’re blind).You choose your own hair color/skin color

Warnings: Angst, Cussing, Potentially Triggering Scenes, Contains Graphic Scenes, Mentions of Hanahaki

Summary: Katsuki Bakugo has always been rough. Since you were little, you’d always protected Deku from him. Eventually, you had to move away because of your parent’s business–but now you’re back, and you’re enrolled into the same class at U.A.. All you can think is that Bakugo hasn’t changed, but what happens when you start to cough up Dahlia flowers–flowers that nearly seem to match his eyes? Are you suffering from unrequited love, or are you going insane?

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Word Count: 2,550

Picking a hero name wasn't something that came naturally to me. I wasn't that creative when it came to this kind of thing, and I didn't want to pick something that sounded stupid. So when Midnight started having the class get up and announce what their names were, vetoing them in front of everyone, I got extra nervous. Now I had to make sure it didn't sound stupid and it was good enough to pass in her eyes. I sighed, looking down at what I had written on my marker board.

"Now all we have left is Young Bakugo, Young Iida, Young L/N, and Young Midoriya,"Midnight spoke. I sighed. Midnight's eyes swept over to me and my blood nearly ran cold. Great, of course she picks me first. "Ladies first!" I reluctantly stood up and walked over to the podium. I looked down at my marker board as I stopped behind the podium, staring at it hard. Was I sure about this? I frowned. The itching in the back of my throat nagged at me. It almost mocked me, as if to say that it wouldn’t matter in the end. That I would die anyway. After the silence rang out, I swallowed the itchy feeling. I slowly looked up and turned the markerboard so everyone could see.

"Y/H/N,"I murmured. The class was silent before Midnight burst with joy.

"I love it! It's perfect!"She exclaimed. I felt an almost immediate rush of relief, followed with the tickle in the back of my throat once more. I went rigid, giving her a fake smile as I moved and went back to my desk. Some of the other students all told me that they liked my name, Kirishima giving me a big sharky grin. Bakugo's eyes followed me to my desk, though I never made eye contact with him. I would always be able to feel his gaze...and I knew that to be true. It had been this way since I’d joined this class at U.A.. I sighed and sat down, brushing my skirt under me. I rested my arms on my desk. At least they liked it and no one laughed at me, I thought. When I looked up, I noticed Bakugo looking at me from his spot. Iida got up and presented his name, though it was just his first name.

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Red Dhalias (pt. 3)

Red Dhalias

A/N: PART THREE! Did I keep you waiting? Lol, we’re getting a bit more angsty here. Hope you’re ready!

(Added note, I don’t own the picture and if I get any asks about it, they’ll be deleted. Thanks :) )

Pairing: Bakugo x (fem)Reader

A/U Notes: Your quirk is called “Force”. It’s a wind/air-type quirk. Basically you can use pressurized wind to destroy things or move things.Because of your air/wind quirk, your eyes are a strange white shade(you can see out of them, it’s not like you’re blind).You choose your own hair color/skin color

Warnings: Angst, Cussing, Potentially Triggering Scenes, Contains Graphic Scenes, Mentions of Hanahaki

Summary: Katsuki Bakugo has always been rough. Since you were little, you’d always protected Deku from him. Eventually, you had to move away because of your parent’s business–but now you’re back, and you’re enrolled into the same class at U.A.. All you can think is that Bakugo hasn’t changed, but what happens when you start to cough up Dahlia flowers–flowers that nearly seem to match his eyes? Are you suffering from unrequited love, or are you going insane?

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Word Count: 2,294

I doubled over, coughing hard. I was in the restroom, just before the Sports Festival was about to start. This happened at least once everyday. When I finished, I breathed hard, moving and resting on the stall door. I stared at the toilet. There were a few red petals there, and only one perfectly formed Dahlia flower on the top. Some green leaves were scattered around. I swallowed. I was only hacking up one red flower a day, so if I could just get through this festival, I figured I'd be fine.

I'd force fed myself last night, and this morning. I had to eat something...anything, just to keep my strength up. It was painful. Agonizing. Hell, it was even agonizing to drink water at this point. Right now, only Midoriya knew about this disease...and I had to keep it that way. If others figured out I wasn’t doing well, there would be chaos. And if eating was the way to keep myself at least a little stronger during this, then.... I flushed the toilet and left the stall, walking to wash my hands. As I did, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I stiffened. I was paler than usual, though it wasn't too noticeable to people if they didn't look at me everyday. I frowned. I moved and slapped my cheeks a little to add color, hoping that no one--especially Midoriya--would call me out for how pale I was today.

I knew if I was looking like I wasn't feeling up to it, Mr. Aizawa, All Might, and any of the other teachers would make me sit it out. Though...Mr. Aizawa would at least prefer that I "get a grip" on myself. I swallowed. Damn... I turned and walked out of the bathroom, hurrying as I spotted my fellow classmates starting down the hall to head to the arena. As I joined beside Midoriya, he glanced at me and seemed to stiffen. I gave him a reassuring smile. I'm fine. I promise. So don't give me that look, I silently thought at him. He frowned and turned forward with a twitch of his lips, his brow furrowing. I took that to understand that he meant this was just my warning--that I told him I'd fix the problem, and needed to keep my word.

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Flames Of The Past

A/N: Ahhhh angst. It’s something I love writing--and something the discord peeps scream at me for posting LMAO. SO! Here we go. Not sure if this turned out as angsty as I wanted. (Enjoy this plate of hot garbage I call writing cuz oml)

Warnings: Cussing, Angst(mentions of fire and character death), Fluff

Paring(s): Bakugo x Reader

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Word Counter: 2,609

Flames Of The Past

It happened during training. The two of you were just sparring, and suddenly, one of Bakugo’s explosions reminded you of that night. The night your parents died. The night you were trapped in your burning home. It was a year or two ago, but you still had memories of it.

One second you were dodging Bakugo’s explosions, and the next one of them came too close to your face. It was the glow of the explosion that reminded you of the flames--the flames that had been dangerously close to licking at your skin and singing your body. Bakugo jumped away from you fast, skidding on the ground away from you.

“Shit! Y/N, I--” He paused, seeing your eyes wide and face full of fear. You were stood still, shaking. He stiffened. “Y/N...” You didn’t respond to him, standing still. He moved, walking over to you. “Y/N? Oi! Dumbass!” He reached out to put his hand on your shoulder.

“NO!”You screeched, your hands turning, palms out. You hit him with an air blast in the stomach, throwing him away from you. He flew far enough to crash against the building. You put your hands up to your head, screaming and crying out, dropping to your knees. Your breathing hitched, your entire body shaking as you panicked. Fire. That’s all you could see as you stared forward. Flames racing towards you, burning the ground. You stopped breathing completely as they danced up your skin.

People were around you.

Calling your name.

Trying to bring you to back to reality.

People called Bakugo’s name, rushing to see if he was okay.

It was all happening so fast, the sounds and the flames and--

Finally, darkness came, welcoming you with open arms and embracing you. Cooling your skin that the fire had warmed, and soothing you panicking heart.

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Red Dhalias (pt.2)

Red Dhalias

A/N: WELL! Here’s part two. It’s a slow moving story, I know, but hey. It’ll pick up. Hopefully, lol. ANYWAY! Some interesting things going on in this part! Enjoy :)

(Added note, I don’t own the picture and if I get any asks about it, they’ll be deleted. Thanks :) )

Pairing: Bakugo x (fem)Reader

A/U Notes: Your quirk is called "Force". It's a wind/air-type quirk. Basically you can use pressurized wind to destroy things or move things.Because of your air/wind quirk, your eyes are a strange white shade(you can see out of them, it's not like you're blind).You choose your own hair color/skin color

Warnings: Angst, Cussing, Potentially Triggering Scenes, Contains Graphic Scenes, Mentions of Hanahaki

Summary: Katsuki Bakugo has always been rough. Since you were little, you'd always protected Deku from him. Eventually, you had to move away because of your parent's business--but now you're back, and you're enrolled into the same class at U.A.. All you can think is that Bakugo hasn't changed, but what happens when you start to cough up Dahlia flowers--flowers that nearly seem to match his eyes? Are you suffering from unrequited love, or are you going insane?

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Word Count: 2,413

I stared at the computer screen, my eyes wide in horror. This was it. This was exactly it...the disease that I had been looking for. Only, there was something wrong.

This disease wasn't real. It wasn't supposed to exist...it wasn't supposed to be real.

I wasn't supposed to be able to get this.

I touched my throat absentmindedly, feeling the small tickle that hadn't gone away. The idea that this tickle was actually Hanahaki disease was burning a hole in my brain, nagging at me. I swallowed, looking down. My breath caught in my throat. On the website it had said that death was imminent unless I either confessed my feelings and got him to say he liked me too, or got the surgery that would take it out...along with my memories of Bakugo. I lowered my hand. What do I do? I wondered. I frowned. I tried to picture myself confessing to him. That was quickly followed by an image of Bakugo blasting me away, sending me soaring through the sky. Or at least rejecting me in such a way that would shatter my heart, if it didn’t kill me. I jolted. Yeah, that's not happening.

I tried to picture a world where I get the surgery...a world without Bakugo. Without the Bakugo who was kind to me when no one else was looking...without the Bakugo I had known since I was a child. A world without his warm, crimson gaze and his caramel scent. A world where I lacked the friendship that I knew we had--even if he denied it, or other people didn't think we did. A world without him...

Tears slipped down my cheeks. I moved, closing my laptop. I sniffled and rubbed at the tears. Dammit...dammit, what have I gotten myself into? I grit my teeth. That's not happening. No surgery...anything but that. I moved and flopped forward, dropping my head on the space of desk that my laptop didn't occupy. Dammit, what do I do? My phone dinged at me and I turned my head to the side, picking it up. I clicked it on, reading the message Midoriya had sent me. A training session? I frowned. Maybe...maybe I should ask him for help with this? I sighed and frowned. I quickly typed back a "sure". Midoriya probably wouldn't believe me...I'm on my own in this.

But I already knew that.

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An Explosive Birthday

A/N: LOL So I didn’t PLAN on keeping this for this long, but i did, and so I decided to save it for his birthday :). So, here you go! Also! If the gifts are stupid seeming I’m sorry, I tried lol. I included a few different gifts because, well, i feel like he’d really get emotional if he got more than one.

Warnings: Cussing, soft Bakugo

Paring(s): Bakugo x (Female)Reader

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Word Count: 1,562

An Explosive Birthday

You grinned as you spotted Bakugo sitting at his desk in the classroom, early like always. You entered, holding your bag tightly on your shoulder, excited about the gift you had in it for him.

“Kacchannnn!”You sang as you entered the room. He glanced at you. His face settled into a slightly softer expression.

“Tch, you’re here early, aren’t you?”He grumbled. You hummed at him.

“Maybe a little bit. I guess I do always come a little later, huh?”You laughed. He sighed at you, but didn’t say anything else. You made your way to your desk and sat your bag on the top of it. “Soooo?” You gave him a knowing smile. He stared at you silently.

“So what?”

“It’s your birthday! Aren’t you excited?”You asked. He tsked at you and looked away.

“Why the fuck would I be excited about that?”He growled. You laughed a little.

“Come on! Everyone gets excited about their birthday.” He snorted.

“It’s just a day when I was born, so what the fuck does it matter?” You gaped at him.

“How could you say that? The day that you were born definitely matters!”

“Tch, of course you would say that...aren’t you the same person who refused to let me celebrate yours?” You huffed at him.

“Mine’s not as important as yours.” You could see a vein nearly popping out in his forehead as he processed your words. He didn’t say anything and you sighed. “Well in any case, even if you don’t like your birthday, you have to meet me on the roof later!” He blinked, looking at you. His scarlet eyes narrowed.

“Why?” You grinned at him.

“For your birthday gift of course, silly,”You replied. He huffed.

“I didn’t ask you for anything.”

“Come on, I made it myself. You’ll like it!” He tsked at you.

“Fucking fine.” You grinned.

“Yay!”

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Red Dhalias (pt 1.)

Red Dhalias

A/N: Hey! So, I’ve had this story on my wattpad for a bit, and thought I might move it over. I plan on doing more stories like this in the future! Went a little different here, it’s still a reader insert but it’s actually in 1st person instead of normal 3rd person that I write. I wanted to try something. Anyway, here you go :)

(Added note, I don’t own the picture and if I get any asks about it, they’ll be deleted. Thanks :) )

Pairing: Bakugo x (fem)Reader

A/U Notes: Your quirk is called "Force". It's a wind/air-type quirk. Basically you can use pressurized wind to destroy things or move things.Because of your air/wind quirk, your eyes are a strange white shade(you can see out of them, it's not like you're blind).You choose your own hair color/skin color

Warnings: Angst, Cussing, Potentially Triggering Scenes, Contains Graphic Scenes, Mentions of Hanahaki

Summary: Katsuki Bakugo has always been rough. Since you were little, you'd always protected Deku from him. Eventually, you had to move away because of your parent's business--but now you're back, and you're enrolled into the same class at U.A.. All you can think is that Bakugo hasn't changed, but what happens when you start to cough up Dahlia flowers--flowers that nearly seem to match his eyes? Are you suffering from unrequited love, or are you going insane?

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Word Count: 1,914

It happened to you just after the U.S.J. incident.

Being stuck in an area with Bakugo and Kirishima, fighting off weak ass villains, wasn't how exactly I had thought the class lesson would turn out, but I pretty much couldn't avoid it, right? It wasn't my fault some villains decided to break into the U.S.J. for the crazy purpose of killing All Might--which had proven to be futile in the end. It was a lame attempt, though it resulted in the injuries of a few people.

And it had instilled fear in people’s hearts.

Bakugo had done everything in the attack to make sure that I was safe. Somehow, though I had thought maybe he was just protecting me from villains was just to piss me off, in the back of my mind I knew that wasn't it. Bakugo didn't hate me personally. He didn't have a grudge against me, or any of that bullshit. In reality, he didn't have time for that. I was something he didn't feel like wasting his effort on...or at least that's how I'd always thought he looked at it. After the U.S.J., I wasn't ever really sure though. At first, when he'd protected me inside the building, it was like he was insulting me. But then, after I let it sink in that he was purposely making sure I wasn't getting attacked--all the while defending his own self from their weak attempts at fighting him--I started to get a strange feeling inside of my chest.

It wasn't until after the whole thing, when Bakugo pretty much forced me to let him look me over for wounds or scratches, that the feeling started to grow.

I realized I was in love with Katsuki Bakugo.

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Soft Bakugo

A/N: Pre relationship soft Bakugo? Uh, yes! Here you go! (Kind of turned it into confession towards the end! I hope that’s okay :) )

A/N 2: Yeah so THIS didn’t turn out as well as I would’ve hoped but oh well, right? LOL I’m tired as hek rn

Warnings: Cussing, soft Bakugo

Paring(s): Bakugo x (Female)Reader

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Soft Bakugo

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How To Capture Your Villain Wife

A/N: A PART TWO YOU SAY? OF COURSE. Here you go! :)

A/N 2: There is a time-skip of five years here!

A/N 3: This was DEFINITELY not supposed to turn out this long holy hek. Oh well!

Quirk: Shadow Paths (travels to different places inside shadows, can conceal oneself in shadows)

Villain Name: Shadow Demon

Warnings: Cussing, Angst

Paring(s): Bakugo x (Female)Ex-Villain!Reader

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Word Count: 7,651

Part 1

How To Capture Your Villain Wife

Footsteps echoed down the alleyway, rainwater dripping from leaking gutters along the roofs. Your hand was tight around your purse, your hair flowing with you as you walked through the alleyway. It was mostly silent as you walked, until you could hear them. Footsteps following you. You stiffened, your hand tightening on your purse strap again. Someone’s following me. You clenched your jaw, frowning. The footsteps picked up their pace. You started walking a little faster. This kept up until you were finally running fast.

“Stop running bitch!”

Someone grabbed your wrist, pulling you back. You let out a scream of panic before they slapped you.

“SHUT UP!” You tried to wrestle away from them, your purse falling from your shoulder and bouncing on the ground. You struggled as they shoved you against the wall. You squeezed your eyes shut until they were yanked off of you. You paused, sliding down the wall and breathing hard. You looked up, spotting the club bouncer standing there, holding the guy in a headlock. He looked over at you.

“You alright?”He asked in his familiar, rough voice. You swallowed, nodding at him. He looked back over at the guy he had in his arms. He squeezed slightly as the guy scrambled. You swallowed again, letting out a short breath.

“Th-Thank you...”you murmured. He nodded at you.

“Of course. I heard your screams, had to come make sure you weren’t okay--and this creep was followin’ you.” You blinked at him. He tsked. “You don’t work in this business for years without learning a few things.” You moved, pushing yourself up. You shakingly picked your purse up. He sighed. “I’ll take care of him. You go on home.”

“Right...thank you again...”

“F’course.”

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Royal P.I.T.A. (Blasty Baby)

Royal P.I.T.A. (Royal Pain In The Ass) Blasty Baby

A/N: HEY! So, here’s the last LAST part I promised FOREVER AGO of Royal P.I.T.A. lol. I never got around to writing it because, welllll, my blog kinda blasted off like Team Rocket? I dunno, lost control for a bit. HERE WE ARE though. This is the EVER-SO requested BONUS part for Royal P.I.T.A.. This should be mostly comedy, mixed with a bit of fluff. I’m not tryna make you guys cry again(especially not when I’ve got future angst plans with other fics lol). I want everyone to be happy! Right, so here’s the part. :) Enjoy!

Pairing: Bakugo x (female)Reader

Warnings: Cussing, Comedy, Fluff, B A B I E S(mentions of pregnancy and pregnancy tests)

Summary: Y/N has finally married her one true love, Katsuki Bakugo! Everything is going swell! So, what if we throw a baby into the mix?

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Word Count: 2,381

So, You Married A Villain

A/N: THISREQUESTHASMELIKE-- oh man. okay, I’ve been super super excited to write this! So! Here’s what I came up with. Oh, and you know me. You give me the option for an ending? What option do I pick? ~~ANGST~~ OF COURSE. (I may or may not have set this up for a part two oop--) SO! I also wanted to go fun on this. I’ve listed the quirk, as well as the villain name! (I know the Villain Name is lame, but please assume that it’s just what the Media addresses the reader as!)

Quirk: Shadow Paths (travels to different places inside shadows, can conceal oneself in shadows)

Villain Name: Shadow Demon

Warnings: Cussing, Angst

Paring(s): Bakugo x (Female)Villain!Reader

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Word Count: 2,929

Part 2

So, You Married A Villain

Bakugo sat still, his leg nervously bouncing up and down beneath the table of the conference room. He was shocked. He was anxious. He was lost. He didn’t know what to do or think at this point. The pictures on the table were spread out before him, showing him the undeniable truth--the thing he would’ve never thought possible.

You were a villain.

He wasn’t sure how it was even possible in the slightest. You, his sweet and caring wife, were a villain. One of the most powerful villains out there. You were someone that the Pros had finally slid to the top of the High Alert list. A lump had formed in Bakugo’s throat as he stared at the pictures. The other people in the room were mostly silent, the only sound in the room the back and forth pacing of Kirishima, who was also shocked at the discovery. Sero finally spoke, taking a deep breath.

“We’ve concealed this from the press,”Sero murmured. Bakugo burned holes as he glared at the pictures. Sero frowned. “No one but us in this room and the photographer who took these know of this, Ground Zero.” Bakugo clenched his jaw. “We’re hoping we can settle this peacefully.”

“Peacefully?”Kaminari repeated. He let out an exasperated huff. “Do you have any idea of her reputation? She’s Shadow Demon! This is a major villain we’re talking about here--”

“It’s not her!”Bakugo growled. Everyone in the room looked at him. “She doesn’t have a quirk--”

“Do you know that for sure?”Kaminari asked, his eyes narrowing.

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Angel Kisses (Pt 1: Scars)

Angel Kisses Part 1: Scars

A/N: WELL When it came down to it, I realized all my ideas were for multi-part stories. SO! I thought, what the hey, why not? I know I have other series going on(CATastrophe, H2H.A.H., and Dragons’ Love), but you know, YOLO, right? Lol, so here we go. Part one here takes place a few months after the request I did! (We’ll just call that the “introduction”).

Warnings: Cussing, Mature themes presented, mentions of Fallen Angels(slightly religious themes presented), Slight Angst, Contains A Graphic Scene

Paring(s): Fallen Angel!Bakugo x (Female)Reader

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Word Count: 6,857

Introduction

Angel Kisses

The sound of the door slamming brought Bakugo glancing at you over the bar as you entered your apartment. He watched you angrily slip your shoes off and latch the door, grinding your teeth all the while. You huffed and moved, making your way to place your keys in their usual spot on the counter. Your eyes flicked to Bakugo as you spotted him at the stove, cooking dinner for the two of you like normal.

A few months had passed since you’d found the fallen angel Bakugo in an abandoned church at the edge of your town. Since then, he’d been living with you in your apartment, claiming that he had to stay there now that you knew about him. What you didn’t know was that it was more along the lines of an excuse--Bakugo had taken an interest in you. You were the first human he’d ever interacted with--and though he’d met others, you were the most intriguing one. He couldn’t help but be interested in you. So he would continue to make the excuses until he couldn’t anymore.

“Bad day at work?”He asked. He turned back to the stove, his eyes flicking over what he was cooking. His eyes slid to the cookbook next to him, going over the recipe he was trying out. You sighed and pulled a bar stool out, flopping down in it. He had grown used to you coming home from work, or leaving to go to work(though for some reason it bothered him that you were gone for hours at a time).

“You could say that,”You muttered. You sighed and flopped on the counter, wrapping your arms around your head. “My boss is being as hard as ever on me about stupid deadlines that my coworkers haven’t met.”

“Blaming you for their lack of finishing their jobs?”

“Something like that.” He tsked.

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Fallen Angel

A/N: This has to be one of the most interesting requests I’ve received. I don’t think I’ve ever written anything like this, an you know what? I’m super eager. NOW! I don’t think I’ll be doing NSFW for this one because, to me, it’s a bit weird for an NSFW thing to happen just after they meet, BUTBUTBUT, I did include a few interesting jokes made by Fallen Angel!Bakugo, that are along those lines. SO! Here’s what I have for you! (I also feel like this may have gone a little cliche, but hey. I tried, right?)

8. “Are you an angel?”

15. “I’m obviously Satan.”

Warnings: Cussing, Mature themes presented, mentions of Fallen Angels(slightly religious themes presented)

Paring(s): Fallen Angel!Bakugo x (Female)Reader

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Word Count: 6,489

Fallen Angel

You stared ahead of you at the church, frowning to yourself. Your eyes traced over the abandoned building, curious about what might lay inside. The only problem was getting over the strange sensation of fear, and the feeling of your hairs standing up on your body. You weren’t sure why you felt like this. The outside of the church didn’t even look remotely creepy.

Okay, sure, maybe the grass was dead--dry and crunchy looking. The trees were twisty and dark. Maybe the gate was hanging off the hinges a little--okay, so yeah, the building did look creepy. But no more than any place that had been abandoned.

The church building didn’t look creepy, though. It was still standing in what looked like one piece. The stained glass windows were shining beneath the light of the moon, and the bricks didn’t even seem to be chipping or anything like that. All in all it looked sturdy. Safe. Less creepy than the church yard.

You took a deep breath. Okay Y/N, you can do this. You told everyone you were going to investigate it, and you even told them you weren’t scared. You stared at the building, frowning to yourself. It’s just a building. There’s nothing there. You spotted a squirrel running across the yard in front of the steps leading up to the church. You paused. Well, I guess there’s one thing there...but come on. If a squirrel is there, then surely it’s fine? You moved starting forward. You pulled the sleeves of your jacket down slightly, balling them up in your hands. Nothing to worry about. You slid through the broken gates and started up the sidewalk to the gate.

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Explosive Drunk

A/N: Y e e t this has been in my inbox for a bit. I feel like I had all of y’all submit new requests just for me to look at my older ones and have my brain go “hey you should write this” lol. Alrighty, so, Drunk Bakugo? I can swing it. Kinda went from her out drinking him to taking care of him afterwards, if that’s okay.

Warnings: Cussing, Use of Alcohol, Mature Themes Suggested

NOTE: All characters are aged 18+

Paring(s): Drunk!Bakugo x (Female)Reader

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