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“Head Trauma? Never Heard of Her”

Featuring: You (bleeding, unbothered), Aizawa (perpetually tired), Midnight (living for the drama), and Present Mic (too loud for this).

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Scene: Back Alley Behind a Fight – 6:45 PM

The battle is over. Villains: tied up. Civilians: safe. Heroes: dusting themselves off.

That’s when Aizawa freezes, squints into the distance, and mutters—

Aizawa: “Is that… blood?”

Midnight: “Where?”

Present Mic: “WHERE?!” echoing like a fire truck

They turn the corner and find you—a girl with a split-open forehead, a suspiciously calm smile, and a half-eaten granola bar.

Sitting on the curb. Bleeding. A lot. Like, A Lot a lot.

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You: casually “Hey guys. Don’t mind me. Just leaking a bit.”

Aizawa: blinking slowly “You're actively hemorrhaging.”

You: “Yeah, it’s kind of a vibe. Adds mystery.”

Midnight: already digging for her first-aid kit “Sweetie, how are you even conscious?!”

You: “Adrenaline and vibes.”

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Present Mic: “DID YOU GET ATTACKED?!”

You: cringing “Volume, my guy. I already hear ocean sounds and the voice of God.”

Aizawa: “You need a hospital.”

You: “Eh. Maybe. Or maybe this is my villain origin story.”

Midnight: “You’re too chill for a villain. You’d get distracted mid-monologue.”

You: “Correct. I’d stop to compliment someone’s shoes.”

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Aizawa: “What happened?”

You: “Long story short, I tripped chasing a cat. Into a dumpster. Then a pipe fell on my head. The cat is fine though.”

Present Mic: “SHE TRIED TO BEFRIEND A DUMPSTER CAT.”

You: offended “He was majestic.”

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Midnight: “You are bleeding like a faucet and still defending the cat?”

You: “His name is Garbage Prince and I’d die for him.”

Aizawa: already dialing an ambulance “You just might.”

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Scene: Waiting for the ambulance

You: “Do I get a cool scar? Like one that makes people think I’ve seen things?”

Present Mic: “Only if you survive!”

You: thumbs up, slightly swaying “Neat.”

Midnight: “I want whatever mental stability cocktail you’re on.”

You: “It’s called ‘delusion and snacks.’”

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Scene: Ambulance arrives

Paramedic: “What happened?!”

You: “Gravity and poor decision-making.”

Aizawa: “Put her on full watch. She named the blood trail on the way here.”

You: “His name is Kevin.”

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To Be Continued…?

“Explosive Encounters (of the Gassy Kind)”

Pairing: Bakugo x Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff / Humor / Domestic Shenanigans

Warnings: Baby farts, mild language, Bakugo being Bakugo

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You always knew Bakugo Katsuki had nerves of steel. After all, the man faced down villains without flinching, ran toward explosions like they were a minor inconvenience, and had the patience to deal with Deku daily. But today? Today was the true test of his endurance.

It started off sweet. Your three-week-old baby boy—chubby cheeks, tiny fists, and a surprisingly strong pair of lungs—was swaddled like a burrito and cradled in Bakugo’s arms. You were sipping lukewarm tea on the couch, watching your man try to lull your son into a nap with surprisingly gentle bouncing motions.

“See?” you smirked. “You’re a natural.”

“Tch. Of course I am. It’s not hard,” he grumbled, rocking side to side. “He even stopped cryin’. I’m a damn baby whisperer.”

And then it happened.

Pffffft.

It was soft, wet, and unmistakably dangerous. The air around Bakugo visibly shifted like a scene from a nuclear fallout.

His eye twitched.

“…Did that little monster just—?”

You clapped a hand over your mouth, stifling laughter. “Oh my god. I think that one came with a warning label.”

The baby squirmed in his arms, making a satisfied little grunt like he’d just claimed dominance over the household. Bakugo held him out at arm’s length like he was handling a ticking time bomb.

“You little gremlin,” he muttered. “You tryna gas me out of my own damn home?”

You doubled over in laughter as another pttbbt sounded off like a war horn from the baby’s backside.

“Again?!” Bakugo snapped, staggering back like he’d taken a direct hit. “What the hell are you feeding him?!”

“Tiny amounts of justice and breastmilk,” you managed through your giggles.

The baby cooed, clearly proud of himself.

“He’s mocking me,” Bakugo growled. “He knows what he’s doing.”

“I think he’s trying to bond with you.”

“He’s assaulting me.”

You got up and took your son from him, still laughing. Bakugo immediately started fanning the air around him like it was toxic gas. “I’ve smelled sewer leaks better than that.”

You raised an eyebrow. “And yet you fought sludge villains.”

“I’d take sludge over that any day.”

You nestled the baby against your shoulder, who let out a tiny burp followed by one last triumphant toot. Bakugo stared in pure disbelief.

“That’s it. I’m getting him little explosion onesies that say ‘My Quirk is Farting.’”

You grinned. “Matching ones for Daddy too?”

His glare could’ve leveled buildings. “You do not get to call me that after what just happened.”

But despite the threats and dramatic retching noises, he leaned in to press a kiss to your temple—and another to your gassy baby boy’s head, muttering, “You better grow outta this, punk.”

Spoiler alert: He didn’t. But Bakugo loved him anyway. Even if he had to wear nose plugs during tummy time.

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“Hero Duty Never Sleeps”

It was 3:17 a.m.

The apartment was dark, still, quiet… until it wasn’t.

A familiar wail echoed down the hallway, slicing through the silence like a siren call.

You groaned softly into your pillow, one eye cracking open. “Your turn.”

Keigo didn’t move.

You nudged him.

“…Birdbrain.”

“Okay, okay—!” he mumbled, flopping dramatically onto his back and groaning like he’d just been asked to fly to the moon. “Operation Diaper Storm is a go.”

You sat up with him, both of you bleary-eyed but weirdly in sync, shuffling down the hallway together like zombies on a mission. Soraya’s cries grew louder the closer you got.

“I got wipes and a fresh sleeper,” you said, grabbing things from the drawer with one hand while tying your hair back with the other.

Keigo scooped Soraya up from her crib, already whispering in his softest dad-voice. “Hey, hey… baby bird, relax. Backup’s here.”

Her face was red, tiny fists flailing. Definitely not in the mood for sweet talk.

They say real love is patient.

But real, real love is holding your baby’s ankles in one hand while wiping a disaster zone at 3 a.m. with the other, all while your partner tosses dirty clothes into the laundry bin and tries to get a onesie on without snapping off their own sanity.

“Why do baby legs have the strength of a pro wrestler during diaper changes?” Keigo hissed.

“Because she knows we’re vulnerable,” you muttered. “She smells fear.”

Soraya let out a high-pitched hiccup-cry and then—without warning—peed straight up into the air.

“WHOA—” Keigo dodged like he was in combat. “Direct hit! I repeat, I’ve been hit!”

You burst out laughing as he held his hands up in surrender, damp shirt clinging to his chest. “She’s got a hell of an aim.”

“She’s got your attitude,” he shot back, peeling his shirt off and grabbing a clean towel.

Still half-laughing, you finally got the fresh diaper on her, slipped her into a clean sleeper, and scooped her into your arms.

Almost instantly… she stopped crying.

Keigo stared at her, blinking. “…That was all just for fun, wasn’t it?”

Soraya blinked back, now completely serene. Possibly smug.

You leaned into him, baby tucked between you both now. “Mission complete?”

He sighed, already guiding you back to bed. “Until the next alarm goes off.”

“She’s totally gonna be a villain in the morning,” you said through a yawn.

“She’s gonna be a CEO in the morning,” he muttered. “This kid already runs the whole house.”

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Later…

Back in bed, Keigo pressed a soft kiss to Soraya’s hair, then to your cheek.

“You know,” he whispered, eyes heavy with sleep, “even like this… I’ve never felt more like a hero.”

You smiled against his chest. “You’re not alone, birdbrain.”

"First Flight"

The world found out in the quietest, most intimate way possible.

No live stream.

No statement.

Just a photo.

Posted to Hawks’ official social media, it was timestamped at 2:17 AM.

The image was simple — raw and honest. A newborn baby lay peacefully in a clear hospital bassinet, swaddled in a pale cream blanket, her tiny hand peeking out just enough to show the faintest hint of a feather-soft birthmark on her wrist.

The hospital tag on her ankle read:

Takami, Soraya

DOB: April 8th, 2:03 AM

Perched on the edge of the bassinet was one single crimson feather — unmistakably Hawks’.

No faces. No filters.

Just a baby, a feather, and the beginning of everything.

The caption read:

> “Welcome to the world, little bird.

Born strong, born free.

#SorayaTakami #OurGreatestFlight”

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Hours Earlier…

You were exhausted, glowing with post-birth adrenaline and relief, curled up in the hospital bed with Soraya asleep in your arms. Keigo stood nearby, looking down at you both like he couldn’t believe this was real.

“She’s perfect,” he whispered, brushing a kiss to your forehead.

You smiled sleepily. “You say that like it’s surprising.”

He chuckled. “I knew she'd be beautiful if she looked like you. But I didn’t expect her to already have my pout when she’s hungry.”

You laughed softly, then watched as he slowly walked over to the bassinet. Carefully, reverently, he placed one of his feathers beside her — not for show, not for symbolism.

But to protect.

He stepped back and lifted his phone, hesitating.

“You think… it’s time?” he asked, golden eyes uncertain. “Not for attention. Just… to share her.”

You nodded. “If you’re ready, I’m ready.”

He smiled, the kind of smile only you ever got to see — pure, unguarded, full of love. Then he snapped the photo and sat down beside you, your fingers threading together.

“I never thought I’d care this much about a post,” he whispered.

“Because it’s not a post,” you replied. “It’s a piece of her story.”

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Moments Later, Online…

Trending Tags:

#SorayaTakami

#BabyBird

#HawksFirstFlight

#HeroDad

Fans were stunned.

The feather. The name. The stillness of the moment. It wasn’t loud or flashy — it was Hawks, but stripped down to his core: a man who had spent his life flying solo, finally grounded by love.

Even fellow heroes responded:

Best Jeanist: “Fashionably wrapped and absolutely precious.”

Fat Gum: “Protect her at all costs. Congrats, featherhead.”

Mt. Lady: “I’m not crying. You’re crying.”

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Back in the Hospital Room…

Keigo turned off his phone and climbed into bed beside you, careful not to wake the baby in your arms.

“Think she knows she already changed the world?”

You looked down at Soraya’s tiny, sleeping face.

“She changed ours first.”

Keigo smiled, resting his forehead to yours. “She’s our best flight yet.”

Ima post random drafts

"Hold On, I'm Here"

Genre: Angst / Comfort / Family

Pairing: Bakugo Katsuki x Fem!Reader

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

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

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

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

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

“Bakugo-san?”

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

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

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

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

Time lost meaning.

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

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

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

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

Your eyelids fluttered open, weak but there.

“Katsuki…”

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

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

And so had your family.

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

Except when the baby cried.

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

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

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

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

She kept crying.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Katsuki…?”

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

“Yeah. I got her. I got both of you.”

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

You were finally home.

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

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

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

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

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

“I know.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

You laughed softly. “She probably does.”

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

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

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

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

“She’s got your fire,” you whispered.

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

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

Not perfect. But real.

And real was enough.

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Requested by anonymous♡

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

"No More Games"

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

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

Katsuki Bakugo.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Oi! Y/N!”

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

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

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

You blinked. “What?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

A/n this was requested by @princeasimdiya12 so many months ago🫡

I'm really sorry about this being so late! School got too much and this just laid in my drafts, but anyways i hope you'II like this fanfiction. I'm not used to get request but i tried my best:)

It's a while since I watched mha so please correct me if I'm wrong:)

Really sorry if this isn't what you imagined!

Not proofread

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"Heroes in the Making"

It was a bright afternoon in the small, quiet neighborhood where Izuku Midoriya and Eijiro Kirishima grew up. The two boys were sprawled out in Izuku’s backyard, surrounded by scraps of paper, action figures, and a well-worn notebook where Izuku had meticulously drawn all the heroes he admired. It was a weekly ritual — one that had been going on since they were little.

"Man, I can’t believe how cool All Might is!" Kirishima grinned, holding up an action figure of the symbol of peace. He loved the figure, with its rugged muscles and vibrant red cape, as if it held the power to take on the world.

Izuku nodded enthusiastically, his emerald eyes sparkling behind his glasses. “Yeah, he’s the best! He doesn’t just save people; he inspires them too. He’s always so positive, no matter how tough things get.” Izuku’s voice softened, reflecting a deep admiration for the number one hero. “I want to be like him, Kirishima. I want to be someone who can protect people, just like All Might.”

Kirishima looked over at his friend with a smile. “I know you will, man. You’ve always been strong, even if you don’t have a flashy quirk.” He elbowed Izuku lightly, a teasing grin on his face. “You’ve got that ‘inner strength’ thing, right?”

Izuku’s face flushed. He had always admired Kirishima’s unshakable confidence, something Izuku sometimes struggled to find within himself. “I… I hope so. But I’ll never be like him. I’m just… not good enough.”

“Dude, stop that!” Kirishima exclaimed, sitting up. “You’ve always been there for me. Remember when we were kids, and those bullies were picking on me for having such a ‘girly’ quirk? You stood up for me.”

Izuku’s face softened at the memory. It had been back in elementary school, when Kirishima’s quirk had manifested. It was a little embarrassing at first, because his body hardened like rock, but with a pinkish hue that made him look almost delicate. The bullies made fun of him, calling him weak or making fun of his "weak" and "simple" quirk

But Izuku had never thought of him as anything less than strong. When the bullies cornered Kirishima one day, it was Izuku who stood between him and their cruel words, despite his own nerves. He might not have had the physical strength to fight, but he had the courage to stand up for his friend. “Leave him alone,” he had shouted, voice shaking but determined.

Kirishima had grinned that day, as always. He never got upset about what people said, but he appreciated that Izuku was always there to protect him, to remind him that he was worth defending. From then on, the two had been inseparable.

“I’m glad you were there,” Kirishima said, his tone sincere, as he lightly punched Izuku’s shoulder. “I don’t know if I could’ve handled it without you. It’s like we’ve always had each other’s backs, you know?”

Izuku nodded, feeling a warmth spread through his chest. He couldn’t imagine a better friend. “I guess we’ve always been heroes for each other. But I want to be the kind of hero who can protect everyone, not just you.”

Kirishima smiled, leaning back against the grass, hands behind his head. “And you will be. You’ve got the heart for it, man. You just gotta believe in yourself more.”

They both fell into a comfortable silence for a while, watching the clouds drift lazily across the sky, dreaming of the future. The future where they would both attend U.A. High School, where heroes were made.

It wasn’t long before their dreams became reality.

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Years later, Izuku and Kirishima stood side by side at the gates of U.A., both of them feeling a little nervous but excited. They had made it.

“I can’t believe we’re here,” Kirishima said, his voice a little shaky despite his usual bravado. “We’re gonna be real heroes now.”

Izuku grinned, the nerves in his own voice giving way to determination. “Yeah. I mean, it’s going to be tough, but we’ll make it through. We’ve always had each other’s backs.”

Kirishima looked at him, his expression softening. “Always.”

The two of them walked together through the gates of U.A., knowing that their friendship and shared dream would carry them through whatever challenges lay ahead. And maybe one day, they’d both be heroes, just like the ones they had always admired. But for now, they were just two childhood friends, eager to take the first steps toward their futures — together.

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End

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

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

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

NOT PROOF READ!

Genre: comfort/ angst?

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

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

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

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

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

"L/n, open the damn door."

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

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

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

"Leave me alone..."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Y/n, let me in"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Well? What are you waiting for?"

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

"Oi, look at me"

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

"i said look at me"

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

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

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

"The hell are you apologizing for"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Thank you katsuki"

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

"No problem squirt"

"Now"

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

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

"And what exactly is that squirt?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Sweet dreams, squirt"

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

Yall I'm like rlly constipated rn XD😍

Hi hi hi!! I was just wondering if you could please write about Katsuki having a crush on the reader!! But the reader is extremely oblivious and is kinda scared to love and all that. So Katsuki is frustrated, of course, because he's not the best at feelings either, but he's willing to do his best because that's how much he loves reader lol

I hope this wasn't too much to ask! I hope you have a wonderful day/night!

OFCCC I CAN DO THAT

I'II start working on it tomorrow since it's the weekend, and it will probably be out on monday or tuesday, possibly Wednesday but i will try to post it very soon

Thank you for the request! and have a wonderful night/day!

Ok sk i have to announce something important, if you want me to do a request then please send it to my inbox and not in my comment section❤️

Mha characters as dads 💥🪨⚡️

Genre: fluff

AGED UP AU!

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

Denki Kaminari:⚡️

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

-He still loved them.

Kirishima Ejirou:🪨

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

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

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

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

-you ended up on naming the baby ria.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

-You still love them tho.

Bakugo katsuki:💥

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

-That was when he knew she was his

Izuku Midoriya, as a dad 🪴

Genre: fluff/comfort

Warnings// Mild description of birth, a miscarriage, but anything else is just fluff!

AGED UP AU!

TELL ME IF YALL WANT MORE LIKE THIS

Izuku Midoriya:

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-When you first told him the news it looked like he was gonna pass out, he was excited to be a father again, but also scared that yku were gonna loose this one too.

-When you're pregnant, he will do his best to protect you, like he will literally baby proof every little thing in your house just so you or the baby don't get hurt. (SO SWEET😭)

-He will always have a hand on the tummy to check if it's alive and well, when he sees you waddle in your house he immediately follows you and walks behind you just so you don't fall because he can't handle another miscarriage.

-When you have morning sickness he will do his absolute best to make you food that doesn't make you nauseous.

-His friends from UA will always come to check up on you or visit you, to make sure everything is okay. Even bakugo visits sometime, to see the little gremlin he was gonna he an uncle to.

-His mother LOVES you, and she's really excited to be a grandmother. She always helps you when izuku isn't home because of patroling or work, theres so many times where you've had a false contraction and she immediately falls into panic but at the end everything gets sorted out.

-She also often just visits without asking to check on how everything's going, izuku has given up on deciding when his mother can visit because he knows it's a conversation he cant win.

-At night you often have nightmares because of your last miscarriage, izuku wakes up to you whining in your sleep and tossing around. He puts his arms around you and strokes your belly slowly while telling you sweet words of comfort.

-When your labour started you didn't know how to react, firstly some liquid spilled out and you got confused, then after a few minute's a strong wave of pain washed over you, that was when it clicked.

-You quickly grabbed your phone and dialed Inko's number, telling her what had happened in those few minutes. I'm not kidding, in under 3 minutes she already was bursting throught your door with a panicked expression her face. She quickly called an ambulance and sat you down in the sofa to steady your breathing.

-Just like izuku, she mumbled very much. You had to stop yourself from yelling at her. When the ambulance arrived, she quickly helped you get up and walk towards the door before some paramedics took care of the situation. While you and inko were seated in the ambulance (you laying in the bed thingy) she kept reassuring you that everything would be okay and that the birth would go well.

-Inko already had called izuku about your condition but he wasn't answering, probably because he was very busy at the time. As you arrived to the hospital the contractions got so much worse, you swore you saw jesus bringing you to the other side for a second.

-As the nurses made you comfortable in your room you couldn't help but worry about izuku, did something happen that made him unable to answer your calls? Did he get seriously hurt? So many questions flowed your head which worried you.

-As time passed you got more and more dialted and the contractions became closer and closer. Inko warned the nurses and made them look after you and check up on you. Panic set your body as you were told how far you were dialated. 10 centimeters.

-more time passed and soon you were laying in the hospital bed, cussing and throwing a curse on the poor nurses and inko that surrounded you, but what could you say? Labour hurt.

-Your whines and sobs quickly quieted down as a loud cry filled the room, you looked down to see a crying baby that flared It's arms in the air. It's face was red and angry as air filled It's lungs, it was covered in many different liquids and had a good pair of lungs.

-The nurses washed and packed the baby in a soft blanket before handing it to you, soon after the birth, you found out it's gender. A beautiful baby boy.

-You leaned back with your baby in your arms, his cries quietly calming down as soft coos came out of his mouth. Even if it hurt it was worth it.

•Some time later•

- Inko sat in a chair close to the bed where you were laying on sleeping, her peaceful snores echoing thought the room.

-Suddenly, a loud phone call was heard coming from Inko's phone placed on the table next to where she was sitting. The contact calling her was named as "my sweet munchkin" which you chuckled at, it was of course your beloved husband.

-But unfortunately the loud ringing woke up your baby, his face scrunching up before beginning to wail loudly. Inko picked up the phone and answered with a little "Hello?"

-Izukus panicked voice could be heard in the background, talking about how he was on his way to the hospital and asking if you were fine. It made you snicker.

-When he arrived to your room he couldn't help but fall to his knees crying happy tears when he saw the baby, your sons eyes were green while he had your hair color. It was everything izuku wanted.

-He moved closer to where you sat, gently picking the baby out of your arms to hold his son himself. He sniffled as he buried his face into your shoulder.

This was his happiest day of his life

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Comment If you want me to do more characters!:)

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Things I allow ♧

-fluff

- smut

-angst

-LBTQ

-comfort

-Ed comfort

-Sh confort

-Reader x character x character (three person relationship or more)

-character x character (doesn't need reader to be in it)

-any fandom!

-any character!

-romance

Things I don't allow ♤

-a very dramatic storyline (I just don't like writing too much drama bc I would cringe so bad, sorry!)

Pedophilia or any character x younger

-a way too bloody story

-Family x family

I might come back and update this later when i know something else i would and wouldn't want to have in my fics

I also only take 4-6 request a day, when those requests are taken I will wait 1 or 2 weeks before the requests are open again

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

(Not my GIF!)

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

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

Might write a part two

SORRY FOR TAKING SO MUCH TIME TO MAKE THIS

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

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

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

(This was a request from my sister)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You told to yourself.

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

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

"Can you bring me some bandages plsss"

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

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

"Just get it for me asshole"

"K, fine."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"WHAT THE HELL RACOON EYES"

"H-HUH"

"Oh god"

"THAT IS HIGHLY INAPPROPIATE"

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

"That didn't happen, I promise!"

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

"You sure will"

You said while chuckling.

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

As you took some steps you heard mina say your name

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

She asked with a confusing look on her face.

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

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

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

"I don't"

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

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

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

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

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

"Uhm, nothings wrong what do you mean"

"L/n."

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

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

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

He slowly pulled his arm back and looked at it.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"TELL ME RIGHT NOW"

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

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

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

"Y/n..."

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

He slowly walked towards you.

Shit, this wasn't supposed to happen.

TBC?

Instruction🦢☁️

Hiii, My name' Ash and Iv'e recently began with Tumblr. Im a little rusty(lmao) and no one's probably gonna see this anyways but, i was wondering if i should make a character x reader? You can comment what character you would like and other important stuff (the reader's gender, what it will be about, etc) English is not my first language so expect some typo and weird choice of words.

Anyways! Please comment if i should, it would make me really happy :)