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Magma- Bakugo x Reader

Bakugo x Support Course Shoto's Twin Sister Reader (Pt.2)

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Bakugo x Support Course Shoto's Twin Sister Reader

Summary: After taking on the responsibility of fixing Bakugo gauntlets, Y/n Todoroki now has to deal with Bakugo nosy ass questions and remarks.

For Background Info: This is before any major events like the usj or sports festival. I don't think anybody know about Shoto's fire quirk til then. Correct me if I'm wrong but idk

Also for story purposes Y/n has black hair and as well as the infamous blue todoroki eyes.

"So your quirk is Nitroglycerin? Are you constantly sweating, or can you control the output? " Y/n questions Bakugo as they are seated away from their classmates at lunch. Bakugo agitated from so many questions. Why couldn't you just fix his shit.

"Tch. Yes, and I can control it, you idiot. But sometimes, the stupid weather makes it harder to produce sweat." He says, grumbling eating his food.

Y/n nods as she writes down a few words in her notebook.

"Do you know what kind of metal was used to make your gauntlets?" Y/n asks.

"HAH? HOW THE HELL WOULD I KNOW!? You're the damn epxert you tell me!" Bakugo yells but is lost through the volume of the cafeteria. Gauntlets are now thrown out to you on the table.

"Jeez, relax. You'd think you would be more cooperative if you wanted them done quickly." Y/n sighs as she examines the shatter gauntlets.

"I'm tired of your damn questions. Maybe you should've gotten your brother's quirk and become a hero. That way, you'd talk less and actually do more!" Bakugo yell. His words were almost comical to you. Assuming you didn't have an impressive quick cause you're a support student.

Y/n not looking away from gauntlets. "You're totally right, but then I'd still have to deal with you constant yelling. At least I don't have to deal with you longer than I have to." She says as she grabs her notebook again.

" WHY YOU LITTLE-"

"It's the metal." Y/n cuts him off nonchalantly. As if she's dealt with his yelps for a millennia. Surprisingly, stopping Bakugo. After all, he's a man of knowledge. The more he knows about his gauntlets, the less he has to deal with coming to you to fix them.

"Continue Nerd." He says with gritted teeth

"The metal they used, although used for most fire type and explosive quirks, isn't compatible with your quirk chemicals. That's why they broke the second you used too much of your sweat." She says taking a bite of her food out of accomplishment.

"So what then huh?! How are you going to fix it."

"Well, obviously need new material which is good considering this metal is known to be heavier than most. Not that you'd noticed cause you're a 'so strong' hero student." Y/n says sarcastically. Bakugo glares at her, but before he can chew her out she speaks again.

"I can look into a different material to make entirely new gauntlets, but that's going to take a while to make. The best I can do for you right now is fix these for training, but you can't blast another nuclear bomb at someone again." She finishes as she fiddles with her pencil

"That shit sound it's going to take ages!?" He says angrily out of the thought of not receiving new gear for the next few months at least.

"Well, luckily, a lava quirk and ice quirk do pretty well with speeding the progress of mending metal then, huh?" Y/n says with a smirk.

"Relax. If I'm getting a grade for this, then I'll make sure you're first priority." Y/n says with a wave of a hand before taking another spoonful of food.

"You have a fucking lava quirk?" Bakugo asks. Although he isn't much as a nerd as his childhood rival he can't help but be curious.

"Yup. It was my grandmother's quirk before the quirk de-evolved into flames." Y/n says

"What a waste. You can easily be better than your brother's ice quirk." Bakugo states almost if he's complimenting you. That sure is a first, but again, Bakugo can't ignore potential people who can be better heroes than him.

"I'm flattered but I don't really care for heroics. I help the world by helping you all. It's more humble that most of the show boat heroes today." She grumbles out.

"So you think you're dad is some show boat?" Bakugo pushes almost trying to gain information (more like drama) on the number 2 hero. Y/n, catching his trick, glares at him.

Bakugo catches a glimpse of red streaks of lava, appearing in your hair. He smirks as he realizes he has striked a nerve.

"I never said that." She says annoyedly. As if she was going to open up about her family dynamic to him.

"Easy there, magma, or your hair is gonna blow a gasket." He says with his signature smirk. His red eyes meeting Y/n piercing blue glare.

His word hit Y/n as fast as her hair turns back. "Shut up," Y/n mutters. She then touches her hair out of habit

This surprisingly lets out a chuckle from the blonde. "Tch. At least I'm not the one who is a walking volcano. Do you always have to cool that shit down?" He asks, earning an eye roll from Y/n.

"Not that's it's any of your business, but yes." She mumbles.

"Hah. I bet you struggle using product on that rat's nest you call hair." Bakugo jokingly lies.

He thinks your hair is fine. Flawless even. Not one out of place hair. But he won't admit that to you. If anything, he's curious to see how long it would take him to see you're hair completely turned into lava. Red suited you.

However, you didn't take that remark lightly and threw a piece of his broken gauntlets at him. Causing him to snap back to reality and hold his head in pain (and also anger obvi)

"As if I'd listen to you, pomeranian!"

(Next Part 3) ->

What can I say, I love a good harmless enemies to lovers trope. 🤷‍♀️

Father’s Daughter- Iida x Reader

Summary: Y/n Aizawa follows Iida to his internship in Hosu. During his fight with Stain, Iida learns the truth about where Y/n learned to fight.

(Might make into part 2)

“Don’t do it.”

Iida sighs closing the locker to his hero suit, case in hand. Ready for student hero internships.

“Y/n. Must I remind you that internships are mandatory. Regardless of how you feel about me going, you’ll have to bear it.” He says in a sickly sweet tone.

His smile never reaching his eyes.

Yours and Iida relationship started rocky. First interactions started with an argument on the best route for the villains vs hero assignment in the beginning of the year.

Although everyone appreciated the villain gimmick Iida played and staying safe, you wished for a more direct method.

After all, you know better than anyone that villains never sit still.

Nonetheless, respect for each other was still there. You even helped each during the attack on the USJ. Casually bickering throughout lunch, sometimes playful, other time not.

“You should know better to think I’m an idiot Iida.” You say with a frown and glare upon your face.

Iida finds your stoic personality frightening at times, and how it’s complete 360 from your quirk perceives you.

Long shimmering wings made of crystal give you a soft appearance, beautiful even, making people underestimate you at the sports festival. But Iida already knew better since his first team up with you.

You’re a killer- in a sense of hero work that is.

Your moves are effortless, as if you’ve been fighting amongst pros for years, having a stealth to your moves. Not to mention crystals are quite sharp when you’re wielding them.

He always thought his classmates and him looked like novices beside you.

Iida is just glad you weren’t a villain with those sense of skills. However he does wonder how you managed to know so much at a young age.

He also didn’t like lying to you, but he had to shake you off his trail somehow.

“I have zero clue what your insinuating, Y/n. Now it best you hurry. You know better than anyone that Mr. Aizawa doesn’t like to wait. It’s gracious enough he’s sending us off at the train station.” Iida says while closing the locker.

You sigh, knowing it was no use trying to get an answer outta him.

“I suppose you’re right.” You say while grabbing your gear from the locker beside him.

As much as Iida wanted to leave and avoid further discussion, there was still one thing he wanted answered.

“So who are you interning with? You were being very secretive about it for the past week.” He asks trailing beside you as you both walk towards the others waiting for the train station.

“I wouldn’t call being indecisive ‘secretive’, Iida. I’ve only made my decision two days ago. I’m glad Manual still wanted to take me on given the wait.” You say casually.

Iida stiffens. Looks like he won’t be unattended in Hosu.

“You’re interning with Manual too? Wouldn’t you want a more fulfilling internship. I’m sure your father can find you something.” He says chuckling nervously.

“Not much I need to learn that can’t be put on hold. Besides I can’t have my dad worrying about me too much, figured this would put him at ease.” You say staring up at him.

He knows the game you’re playing. But to be fair he started it first.

“But please enlighten me, Iida. If there anything I need to worry about in Hosu, I’m sure I can tell my dad about how dangerous it might be. And he’ll pull us both out of there.” You say with a penetrating stare.

Make no mistake.. Y/n Aizawa was no fool. Last thing he want is for his teacher to find out his intentions in Hosu.

Iida will just have to adjust to the circumstances.

You and your father share a striking resemblance, long black hair, but your eyes replaced his with red hue. You never mentioned your mother and yet you carry her quirk. But he always thought Aizawa was way too young for a teenage daughter.

“There nothing to be enlightened about, Y/n.” He says with a frown avoiding your gaze. His grip on his suitcase tightening

You let out a hum “Good.”

You both knew better than to know that was a lie.

“Villains appeared? Don’t worry I can head there right now.” Manual says into his coms and the fiery blaze rages over the city. You and Iida along side him waiting for his commands.

Manual turns his head to the both of you, but his body doesn’t turn away from the disaster in front of him. “You two, stay with me. We’re running.” He says before sprinting to the scene.

You both trail behind.

You thought Iida knew better than to lose sight of the mission. Thinking the weight of the catastrophe in front of him will help distract him from the familiar blood lust in his eyes.

But as soon as you lost sight of him as Manual commanded you to keep going, ensuring Iida can keep his own, you knew what Iida was set on doing. But the nomus attacking the city made it hard to focus on him.

“He’ll be fine, he probably aiding others. He can hold his own! He’ll be back” Manual says without a pause at fixing the scene in front of him. Afterall, one hero in training doesn’t trump (trigger word, sorry) a whole city of innocents.

“I wouldn’t be to sure about that.” You mutter under your breath, but you keep your pace. You wanted to be rational, but the heroes can hold there own right?

You pause your steps, remembering the last few minutes of when Iida could’ve disappeared. Before turning in the opposite direction to look for him.

It took you awhile to find him, searching wasn’t your strong suit. By the time you did, you witnessed Midoriya fighting the infamous hero killer. Iida paralyzed on the ground.

And by look of Stain licking his blade, Midoriya will meet the same fate as him.

You hold back, strategizing before making your move. You know his quirk all too well to know this won’t be easy. After all, you wield the same one.

But nonetheless you create a crystal blade form your body. Ready to meet your biological dad for the first time.

“You’re worthy enough to stay alive.” Stain says standing over Midoriya’s and Todoroki’s paralyzed body before turning around towards Iida’s.

“However I can’t say the same for them.”

Just before he was about to strike his sword into Iida you throw out shards of crystals his way.

Stains fast, reflexes unnatural as he manages to avoid some shards, getting nicked by a few. It’s no use though, you need to taste his blood for your other quirk to work.

Looks like you aren’t alone in this fight anymore.

“Now who keeps getting in my way-” Stain says before pausing as eyes land on you.

“Y/n” Iida musters on the ground. He didn’t want you here. You didn’t deserve to get hurt after all your warnings. Not one you deserved it.

“Y/n.” Stain mutters eyes widening at your name. Blades stay drawn for the both of you.

“I told you not to do irrational things, Iida.” You say landing on the ground beneath you, eyes kept on Stain.

“You look just like your mother. It’s good to see you in better hands my daughter. I’m glad you kept the name I gave you.” Stain says, his grip loosen on his blades.

The group tenses up at the news. The gears click in Iida’s head, realizing your resemblance.

Of course the girl he likes is not only the adoptive daughter of his teacher, but the daughter of the villain that hurt his brother. Funny how life works.

“I’m not your daughter. I didn’t know who you were till a few years ago. You have no right to say my name as if it means something to you.” You scoff throwing shards at him as he unguarded. He dodges.

“It does. After your mother died giving birth, I- I left you in the best hand I could find given the circumstances.” He says with a now firmer grip on his sword.

Seems like blood doesn’t stop him from his mission.

“You left me with other villains. Your words mean nothing to me.” You grit your teeth charging at him. He charges too, blades drawn. A sword fight ensues.

“I’m proud. You’re quick, your shots filled with intent. The people I left you with taught you well, and yet you’re here.” Stain says striking you on the shoulder. You take his blade and crystallize it before he can use it.

You stumble back at the hit, holding the wound tight.

“Smart move, but you’re no match for your creator. No one is.” Your vision turns red at those words.

“You don’t get to take credit for my success, not when I had to kill my own way to freedom.” You say standing up, not holding back.

The back and forth fighting lasts awhile after that. That until he strikes your side with his longer sword, and swiping another cut with his blade.

He licks his blade and you hit the ground.

“Lucks run out, kid” he says standing over you. You let out chuckle before looking up at him. You noticed the twitching in your classmates hands and feet. Midoriya stands ups.

“Not quite.”

Before you know it your three classmates are up, fighting the rest of the battle. Midoriya and Iida finally land a blow, and Stain eyes drop. He’s passed out and immobilized.

“Y/n! Are you okay?!” The group runs towards you.

“I’m fine. We need to tie him up” You cough and stand up while holding your side firmly.

“How are you already moving?!” Midoriya says while the other two stare. You eyes move towards Iida.

“I use my quirk on myself from time to time, it helps reduce the time effect.” You wince as Iida lends you his side to lean on.

The group tenses at the intense form of quirk training you mentioned. They all realized how much Y/n exceeds them and why. She grew up with villains.

There’s silence. You grit your teeth and grabs Iida’s arm roughly. Uncaring of his injuries, you know he’ll manage.

“I told-” you say, ready to chew Iida out.

“I know. I’m sorry. I was driven by anger to think clearly.” Iida says cutting you off, Midoriya tenses, taking it as a sign to find some rope to tie stain up, dragging Todoroki with him.

“And yet you came anyways. Knowing who I wanted gone.” He said. You bite the inside of your cheek as you feel his breath hit your cheek as he looks down at you. A bit flushed from proximity.

“Well of course I did. Couldn’t let you get yourself killed now could I class prez.” You say glaring up at him.

“Still. I made you confront someone you probably never wished on seeing, all because I was foolish.” He holds you closer, not even caring about the pain on his arm. His gaze make yours soften.

Something unspoken lingers between the two of you. Although you both won’t admit it, you guys care deeply for one another. Deeper than friends that is.

“You’re allowed to get angry Iida, we’re people after all. But don’t act on it. Not alone, that is.” You say with a sigh as you shuffle towards the other.

“I won’t, I promise. I’m deeply sorry” He says firmly.

“I already forgave you before this shit started. I’m not the one you should apologize to. You can save that for those two.” You say shrugging your head at your classmates tying up the man you resented all your life.

Iida chest warms at your words, how you forgiven him unconditionally. Even if others forgave him, it hit deeper coming from you.

“But don’t expect me to apologize when my dad gives you hell after this.” You say shrugging as Iida stiffens at your words.

You were never one for sugar coating. Neither was Mr.Aizawa. Iida mentally prepares for the battle a head.

“Right”

Really wanted to make this longer, but I got finals coming up. Just wanted to see if anyone like this idea before I write more. So if anyone wants a part 2 lmk!💜

Really?- Bakugo x Reader

Bakugo x Support Course Shoto's Twin Sister Reader (Part 5)

<- (Previous Part 4)

Summary: Y/n and Bakugo being supportive love sick idiots. (I'm too lazy to write a summary rn)

"What is this shit? Why is the fabric weird?"

"Those are your gloves. They'll help you adjust to the seasonal changes. Warmer in the winter and even more sweat in these warmer temperatures.

It's made with metal thread produced by yours truly. That way, they dont wear out easily." you say while tidying up some screws.

Bakugo's questioning has been going on for the last few minutes. If you didn't know better, you'd think he's trying to take your place in the support course. You swear he's taking up all the oxygen in the unventilated shed; nothing but an open window.

"You spent time sewing this shit together after creating the thread?"

"I am the best, aren't I?" You say, looking up from the gauntlets to meet his eyes with a smirk. He quickly turns his head in another direction, avoiding being caught flustered.

"Tch, as if. I just didn't think you losers had to put together so much shit just for one hero's gear." He grumbles, taking on a new appreciation to support course people and workers.

"Well, now you know not to be cheap when it comes to your agency's gear in the future, right Number One?" You say before grabbing the gloves and one of his arms.

You slip his hands into the fingerless gloves; shockingly compliant. Meanwhile, Bakugo is wondering how the hell your hands are so soft given your job. One of the pros of having a lava quirk.

"Tch damn right, nerd. Now the hell are we doing now?" He says, eyeing Y/n's calm and zone in look on her face.

"Do you ever stop asking questions? We're assembling your shit together already. If anything too tight or loose, tell me, and I'll adjust it. " You say as he examines the gauntlets on his arms, opening and closing his fists.

"One of the rings for my ultimate blast is a bit snug. It's making harder to pull on to activate it." He says while Y/n grabs the defective gauntlet pulling out the ring.

Y/n also grabs his hand again while heating up the ring with her quirk and goes to the finger in question; which so happens to be his ring finger.

"Oi, what the hell do yo -" Bakugo says in fear for his finger to be charred off or 3rd degree burns at least. He pauses as he realizes the ring is also being cooled down with your ice quirk.

"What too soon for you to say yes?" you say through a chuckle, jokingly makes it seem she's proposing to him.

That's when Bakugo quirk goes off, earning a little harmless explosion to Y/n's face. Even Bakugo was not sure he meant to do that, but he quickly composed himself.

"You're an idiot." He says, rolling his eyes and his face away from you. You let out a giggle.

"What? If this this career doesn't work out for me I had to make sure I'm rich somehow." She says sarcastically.

"Your father is literally loaded, dumbass." He says to you; now chuckling at your stupid joke. Totally forgetting that you almost burned his finger off. (He's being overdramatic)

You were an idiot he thought. But something warm erupted in his chest, thinking about your unwavering confidence in him to be number one in the future.

You always refer to his goal as something you believe he can actually achieve. You don't criticize his personality or tell him it's impossible with an ego like his. You actually think he's going to be someone big someday.

And if he were honest with himself, he wouldn't mind if you're there when he does make his dream a reality.

"Hm, I guess you're right." You say laughing, and you help him reattach parts of the gauntlets.

"Besides, you're not half bad at this shit. I don't think you'll fail even if you tried." He grumbles softly, almost embarrassed he's complimenting you.

"Guess I proved myself to you, huh then number one?" You look up to make eye contact with him.

He stares back intensely. Like a trance, he can't shake off.

"I guess you did, idiot." He says softly. He admit he had his reservations about you, but you ended up proving him wrong in the such short duration of time you've known each other.

The room falls silent for a while. Nobody mentioned the moment that just happened between them. Too stubborn to say the obvious.

"So why the support course? And how come not your brother too?" Bakugo says, clearing his throat into a new conversation. Y/n, let's out a pondering hum.

"Hm, well, I did get my quirk a little later than him. I was always around my dad, but he only focused on training Shoto for the time being."

"I'd usually stay around the agency when I was younger while my mother took care of my siblings at home. That's how I ended being looked after by the agency's support crew." You say with a shrug.

The information made Bakugo uneasy. How come your mother didn't take care of you? But your speaking cut off his thoughts.

"From then, I already learned the basics. And so, even when my quirk came and my dad pushed me towards becoming a hero, I knew that I wanted to make support gear. And I wanted to be the best at it." You say with a smile as you adjust the newly fitted ring back into the now newly completed gauntlets.

"Well, if my gauntlets serve any proof, I'd say your smartass is already halfway there." Bakugo says wholeheartedly to you. Hoping his words gave you an ounce of confidence you've given him.

"Really?"

"Really"

"Guess I should charge you extra then, huh? I mean, I'm going to be in pretty high demand then."

"You know what. I take it back."

As if he wouldn't pay top dollar for you if that were the case.

(Part 6) ->

I literally cringed writing this. Idk why I can't write lovey stuff 😭

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Since I Survived..

Pro Hero Bakugo ♡ Pro Hero Reader

Summary: Both of you are pro heroes in your prime. But after a gut-wrenching dream, Bakugo considers other plans for his life with you.

This is an alternate happy ending of 'Beside You' cause I don't want my readers to be depressed. 😭

I recommend reading that first but it can be a stand alone.

Part 1 (Sorta) 》 'Beside You'

TW: Implied deaths, Children (idk if that considered a tw but oh well)

Bakugo's vision starts to dim as he holds you under all the rubble of the collapsed building.

Even though he couldn't save the both of you, he wants to make sure the last thing he sees is his wife angelic face.

It's a shitty way to die. The both of you impaled by a metal bar with no way of escaping and an even smaller chance of survival. Yet, but at least he had you with him.

"I couldn't imagine breathing without you, Kats.." you say in cutting breaths as you use all of your remaining strength to hold him close. Smiling weakly, knowing at least you'd go together.

"Good thing we don't have to, princess." Bakugo heaves out, saying your nickname for the last time as he presses his lips onto yours. Taking each other's last breath...

"PA!"

Bakugo wakes up in a jolt as he gets smacked in the face. Sitting up with a teary-eyed face.

He looks and finds the culprit of his stolen slumber, or savior from that horrible nightmare.

"Papa didn't want to wake up, and Mama said to smack you if you didn't." the blonde and crimson eyed little girl says as she scrambles onto the bed and into his lap.

Katsumi looks at her father's face. For a 6 year old, she is very emotionally perceptive. "Is Papa alright?" She says, reaching to touch his face.

Although the grogginess still lingers, he gives her a big and long embrace.

"I'm fine, princess. Your Pops just had a nightmare, is all." He says while giving her a rare genuine smile. Thank fuck it was a dream.

He held her for what seemed like ages, and yet she didn't mind; after all, she was still your daughter too. Her kindness is genetic.

However, it was not long after that the emotional silence was ruined.

"KATSUKI IF YOU DON'T GET YOUR ASS UP," your voice projects from the kitchen as the smell of breakfast lingers. The two blondes share a laugh before getting off the bed.

Bakugo picks Katsumi up in his arms. "Cmon, our queen is waiting." He says while heading towards the kitchen; using his upgraded nickname for you after you had Katsumi.

He never thought he'd end up here, with kids and a loving wife who hasn't gotten tired of him yet.

Even if the dream was different by the two of you not having Katsumi, his heart still warmed that at least you were the thing that didn't change in his life.

Bakugo is so deep into thought about the dream that he didn't notice he arrived at the kitchen. Guess the dream really opened his eyes about the hero work the two of you been doing.

"Kats?" You say concerned at his blank gaze and hold on Kastumi. His attention now back to reality after your voice.

"You alright, honey?" You say while grabbing Katsumi from his arm and placing her in the chair seated next to her infant brother's high chair. Babbling away like infants do.

Before you can even turn back around to him, he attacks you with a hug. You look at your daughter questionably, but she only shrugs and continues to feed her brother.

"You alright there, you big oaf? ...Kats?" You say before turning around and seeing his teary-eyed face.

"Shut up." He says quickly so he can avoid your questioning. You only sigh in defeat and wrap your arms around him, too.

"Do I at least get to know what this is about?" You say as your husband's grasp tightens.

"We should quit."

"What?" You say confused. Things are going well for the two of your careers, even being in the top 3 from time to time. Hell, he just made number 1 last year.

"We should retire our old asses and enjoy our fucking lives til we're grey and wrinkly." He says in a mumble swaying you back and forth.

"Fuck is a bad word papa."

"Katsumi," You scold the child before sighing. "I mean, I'm not opposed to it, but where's this coming from." You question the vulnerable blonder.

"Mm just had a shi- poopy butt dream," he says, trying to make his sentence child friendly, earning a giggle from his daughter and a chuckled from you. Still, you investigate further.

"About?"

"We didn't make it back from a mission. We held each other til the end, but I don't want that for us," He says quietly to avoid the childs prying ear while his grip tightens on you.

You stiffen. Dying during a mission and leaving the kids behind? That thought left a nasty taste in your tongue and an even bigger ache in your heart.

This time you hold him tighter.

"Guess I'll have to tell the commission that I won't be back from maternity leave then." You say, peppering him with kisses. He let's out a sigh of relief. Being glad that you're both on the same page.

"I think I should just leave the agency to Red then. The interns are going to give me so much crap about being old." He chuckles while kissing you back. Yet his hold on you stays.

A comfortable silence lingers for a little.

"Thank you for keeping up with my crap." He says quietly. His vulnerable insecurity of not being good enough for you showing.

"Til I'm grey and wrinkly, Kats." causing him to chuckle. You always knew how to reassure him.

"Til we're gray and wrinkly."

And with no tragic ends in sight.

Doing this instead of the 8 assignments due tomorrow night. 😭

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Beside You...

Pro Hero Bakugo ♡ Pro Hero Reader

Friends to Lovers

Summary: Bakugo always held victory close to his heart, but he held you closer.

From being kids in the playground, to freshly new homeowners talking about marriage, and til you both took your last breaths with a smile... you were the thing he held closest.

(This is Bruno Mars and Lady Gaga's fault for cooking up Die With A Smile. Had me in my feels.🫠)

TW: ANGST !! and some suggestive writing but no smut. Read at own risk.

Age 6

Bakugo knew from a young age who he's supposed to be. Even as kids change their future occupation to astronauts to doctors, he never had doubt. He was meant to be a hero. He was meant to protect you.

"Hey! Stop pulling my hair it's not funny!"

The young blonde hears your cries from a mile away as two of the older kids from the playground tug your hair and take your toy away.

"Or what? you're just a pathetic weakling who can't even fight back." The two kids laugh as they continue to torment you.

Suddenly, a big explosion was directed at the two bullies sending them flying. Bakugo had never had such perfect precision with his quirk before. It was his first perfect and biggest shots he's had since his quirk manifestation.

"Die you extras! If you even think about bullying her again, I'll blow you to bits!" He barked like a high squeaking chihuahua standing in front of your body that was thrown down from the blast. Safe to say you never saw those bullies again.

"Get up. Your dress is going to get dirty." Bakugo huffs, sounding angry but still holding his hand out with a blush.

Your eyes widen as you take his hand to get up, and you give him a big hug, causing him to be taken aback.

"You're my hero!"

Bakugo never went to the park without you after that. Not if both of your parents wanted to deal with constant crying/yelling from the two of you...

Age 14

After the U.A. exams, you and Bakugo sit in his room as you hold your head in your hands in defeat.

"Stop sulking. You don't even know if you got rejected yet." He says in his usual huff but still holds your hair back.

You mailed your results to his house so you could open it together.

"Easy for you to say. You had the highest points. I swear it took me forever to get one robot when I was too busy saving others from getting mauled by theirs." Y/n sighs as she reflects on the exams.

"I don't know Kats, I think I did better in the Shiketsu exam than I did U.A. I'll probably only be getting the acceptance there." You groan as you wipe some tears from your face.

"Shut up. You don't know shit yet." He said earning a scoff.

"I know I did dog shit at the exam, and that's enough. Sorry to say, but I don't think we'll be in the same class, or even the same school."

"I'll go to Shiketsu then."

You let out an audible laugh before looking at his face, dropping you smile instantly.

"Holy shit. You're serious?" You say before shaking your head. "No, you can't. Your dream is UA. Don't be switching shit up just because of me." You say before turning your body towards him.

"I don't care where I get my license at. I'm still going to be number one. No matter what. Beside can't be training if your ass is getting into trouble the whole other side of town",He said, rolling his eyes as he looked away from your widened gaze.

"Katsuki-," you say before getting cut off.

"Don't make a big deal out of it, princess." He quips, signaling to you that's the end of the discussion. He's going where you go.

Silence falls between the two of you until the sound of a car is heard right after. You both rush to get the letters and begin to open them. Revealing two holograms of All Might congratulating them on their acceptances to Class 1-A.

You grab him and jump up and down from excitement.

"See you idiot. You were overreacting." He says with his usual smirk. You roll your eyes. Maybe you were being a bit dramatic.

"Yeah, but still.." You say before kissing his cheek, causing him to freeze up. You smile at him.

"Thank you for wanting to cheer me up and wanting to stay by me."

His stares at your beautiful smile before looking away.

"Tch. Always, you big baby." He says before pulling you into his arms as you laugh.

Your romantic relationship didn't wait long after that moment.

Age 22

"Last fucking box." Bakugo grunts putting down the box down in the empty living room filled with the rest of the labeled boxes. While your slumped body lays on the couch, you just assembled.

Something about wanting to make the house feel more homey for the time being or procrastination for unpacking Bakugo calls it. Still, he takes the opportunity to lay next to you.

"Why didn't we just keep our apartment." You groan as you look at him. He glares at you.

"You were the one that suggested buying the house in full, princess." He said. They both earned quite a bit the last year and had money to spare.

"Besides, that place was getting too cramped for all our shit. You know this already." He says before grabbing your face as you pout.

"Ugh, but now we have to unpack all of this." You say as he smushes your cheeks. You wrap your arm around him.

You both lean in for a kiss, embracing the comfort of the couch. You both pull away and sit up, looking at all the boxes.

"Cmon, get your ass up and help me unpack." He says, trying to reach for a box before you blurt out.

"Let's get married today."

Just as he thinks you can never surprise him, you say shit like that.

He was planning on marrying you, like hell he would buy a house just for a girlfriend. You were his first and only, no doubt. But he didn't expect how this would play out.

"What?" He says in a shell-shocked tone.

"The court house doesn't close til 9. We still have time to make it over there. So what do you say." Going up to him with a sheepish smile.

"Fuck no." He says to you while you pause, smile dimming while thinking you misinterpreted his goals with you.

"Oh. Okay. Yeah, it was stupid ide - "You say before getting interrupted.

"Fuck that's not what I meant, Babe." He says before grabbing your pulling away figure.

"I wanna marry your ass, but I'm not doing it at a courthouse just because you're trying to avoid moving into our damn house." He says before peppering you with kisses. His grip on you tightening.

"I just needed to make sure that meant moving into a home meant what I thought it meant." You mumble between kisses. Wrapping your arms around his neck.

"Of course it does, dumbass." He says, deepening the kiss as he walks and pulls you down to the couch. Falling into each other's embrace.

It's definitely a creative way of getting comfortable in the new home.

Age 45

"Fucking shit" Bakugo groans after the building collapsed on the two of you by the villian you both were trying to stop for months now.

"Katsuki." You weakly groan beneath him as the raging headache ensued from the collision of the building.

Bakugo look around them, sighing in relief as he realizes his wife is okay, and so is he. He tries to get but stops when he hears you yelp in pain.

"Stop, don't move, Katsuki!" You breathe tiredly. Only then does Bakugo look down and see the large metal bar piercing the two of you together. It's shocking the two of you are still alive.

Bakugo looks into your eyes as you whimper in pain. His adrenaline is beginning to stop as he winces in pain, too. But he puts on a brave face.

"Shh.. Fuck. It's okay, baby. We're going to get out of here okay, rescue shouldn't take long." He now says breathlessly holding you close.

You smile weakly at him, grabbing caressing his face.

"You're no liar, Katsuki. It's okay." You say while your voice cracks with emotion. He grits his teeth as tears spill out of his eyes.

"I'm sorry... I can't save us this time, baby " He says, choking on tears and blood. Your tears beging to spill, too.

"There was still so much I wanted to do with you." He sobs out as you listen, sobbing too.

"Fuck, we should've stopped ages ago, our stubborn asses. Should've retired early, go on a vacation, fuck maybe even had a child or two." He huffs out in a sad laughter as you both realize just how different your lives could've been if you had stopped being heroes year before.

Maybe your guy's death would have been more peaceful; one with old gray hair and wrinkles.

You give out a weak laugh. Your vision starts to get smaller, so you try to soak up every last detail of your husband's face.

"I don't regret this." You say choking on your blood. He stares lovingly into your eyes. His vision too slowly giving out.

"I loved that I got to spend every moment with you, Kats. I fucking love you're annoying ass so much. I couldn't imagine breathing without you next to me." You say with a weak smile, gasping for air with each pause.

Bakugo weakly smiles back at you as he brushes the debris off your face. Taking your beauty in for the final time.

"Good thing we don't have to" He says his final comeback as he pulls you in and puts his lips on yours.

Taking each other's final breath...

[If] our time on Earth was through, I'd wanna hold you just for a while, and die with a smile.

If the world was ending, I wanna be next to you~♡

Alternative Happy Ending

Shut up, I'm not crying you are 😭.

It's literally one of the most emotional pieces I've ever written in my life.

Blame Bruno Mars and Lady Gaga. 😭

My Y/n x Aizawa Crack Fic:

Single mom Y/n Shinso and Shoto Aizawa.

Y/n had Hitoshi as a teenager with a psychopath, and Hitoshi’s quirk manifested while trying to save her from literally being murdered by him. (Dark ik)

This caused Y/n not to trust men, and she never brings back dates to her house unless it's serious, which it never reaches that point.

She meets Aizawa after trying to pick up her son from late training (going home for the weekend maybe) and Eri is also there, and everybody gets introduced. But nothing really sparks there, just friendly talk.

However, on a date goes wrong, Y/n gets stood up at the bar; the same bar Aizawa just so happens to be at while babysitting Midnight and Mic, with the support of sober Toshinori.

They end up talking, and he ends up walking her back to her place (just walking mkay). And she is completely fine with it cause it's her son's teacher, yknow. But holy shit this is her son's teacher, and she kinda of likes him and he kinda likes her.

Hitoshi has always been fine with her going on dates; I mean, none of the men really lasted long enough for him to see. That was until he heard a man's voice in the kitchen after his mom late date. He freezes internally. A man in his home means shit is serious, but not to the point of them meeting cause he heard the man's car leave shortly after.

He tries to question you, reaching for any information you might give about the guy, and you're just tight-lipped, saying that if not, his business unless it becomes serious.

You're always cautious with what time to bring Aizawa home for a stay-in date, never doing it unless Hitoshi stays at the dorm.

He is going crazy trying to draw conclusions on who it may be. And it just so happens, the mystery man slips up and leaves a jacket. Wafting up the kitchen up of sandalwood and vanilla cologne.

Of course, the jacket is gone by the next day, but Hitoshi swears he's smelled that specific cologne before.

And so when he walks the halls of U.A and smells that same cologne. He quickly snaps his neck towards its direction.

"No fucking way." He says as he stares directly to Present Mic. Who just so happened to have stole Aizawa's cologne that day cause he forgot to spray some before work. LMAO.

It takes a lot for Hitoshi to be baffled, and this was his breaking point. He storms over to Present Mic and grabs his shoulders.

"Please for the love of all my sanity, tell me you're not the man my mom is dating." Hitsohi says as he explains his evidence to him.

Mic had suspected Aizawa to be seeing someone but not a student’s mother. So in Mic fashion, he just starts fucking screaming. Causing a few bloody ear drums in the halls.

Then his quirk is nullified by none other than the motherfucker (literally) himself.

"What's with the rucus?" Aizawa glares at the blonde.

"Shinso thinks I'm dating his mom because of the cologne I'm wearing, care to take a wiff." Mic says smirkingly as he just found out his friends biggest secret.

Aizawa doesn't even need to smell. He knew his damn bottle at his desk was missing. And although he's holding his composure on the outside, he's just thinking, 'Shit. Y/n is going to freak.'

Aizawa sighs, stalling trying to find the words because it's either he tells the kid or Mic spills the beans.

"What's going on here?" Y/n appears, with none other than the infamous jacket, intertnally panicking considering Aizawa said it be the perfect time to give it back to him; guess not.

Hitoshi lets go of Mic and nudges him towards his mom.

"Go on. Grab your jacket."

"What are you about, man. I don't wear anything but my signature leather."

“Why else would my mom be hear with a man’s jacket that smells exactly like you, huh?!”

“Hitoshi, honey relax, please.”

“You’re not even going to deny it!?”

At this point, Shinso is fully tweaking out. Any spec of his normal composure is just gone; which Y/n and Aizawa are secretly finding funny.

“It’s not his jacket honey” you nervously laugh out fiddling with the jacket, unable to find words to tell him that you’re dating his mentor.

Aizawa sees this and decides to take the reins of this disaster, after all, he did leave the jacket in the first place.

“It’s mine. And the only reason Mic smells like it is because he’s a thief.” He says, taking the jacket from his girlfriend’s hand while glaring at the blonde culprit.

“What.”

“I’m taking this as my cue to leave..peace! Nice meeting you Momma Shinso” Mic says awkwardly between the baffled silence between his friend and his student. He quickly leaves.

Y/n and Aizawa exchange glances before looking to the baffled boy. Shinso still in the process of how he should be feeling.

Relieved that he won’t have megaphone siblings, but also aghast at the fact that the person he viewed as a father figure is actually not far from being it.

“I think we broke him.”

“Shut up. You’re the one who left the damn jacket, this is all you. Hitoshi honey? Are you alright?”

Even after all the stuff with his bio dad, Shinso never thought that he would ever say the words that are about to come outta his mouth.

“I think I need a therapist.”

This has been in my drafts since forever. I used to have a few chapters of this concept on my Wattpad idk if I still do.

Obsessed-Bakugo x Reader

(End)

Bakugo x Support Course Shoto's Twin Sister Reader

(Part 7) (Previously: Part 6)

Summary: After Y/n and Bakugo’s fight, Bakugo begrudgingly seeks her out during lunch to fix his gauntlets. And also apologize for being an asshole

Warnings: Fluff (and probably grammatical errors)

"Have you talked to Y/n yet?"

"No. Fuck off icyhot."

"But your gauntlets have been broken since our last quirk assessment."

It's been almost two weeks since yours and Bakugo's quarrel at the dorms.

Since then, Bakugo refuses to get his gauntlets fixed by Hastume, resulting in not using gauntlets during training and worried classmates.

"Todoroki is right, Kacchan. Mr.Aizawa might get after-"

"I said FUCK OFF. It's not your shit that needs fixing so butt out." He shouts at them. Although Shotos unfazed, Midoriya jumps back.

"Maybe I can get her to fix them for you." Shoto offers, causing Bakugo to grit his teeth.

"I don't need your damn help, I can ask her myself. Stop acting like you're better than me! And for the last time FUCK OFF." Bakugo says as he stomps away.

While the rest of 1A head to the cafeteria, Bakugo walk to the doors of the support classroom, gauntlets in hands.

Despite his confidence to storm over, it dwindled as he got to the door. He curses under his breathe and he hesitates to walk in. Knowing he fucked up last time you both talked.

"Are you going to open the door or not?"

Bakugo turns around to see you standing behind him. Your eyes sunked, probably tired from the last quarters exams that the support course students dread and talk about.

But more noticeably, your hair is black. Which undoubtedly means you're not in the best of moods.

He just stares as you scoff and move in front of him, unlocking the door.

"Get in" you order, holding the door for him. Despite the cold welcome, Bakugo takes the invitation.

"What's wrong with your gauntlets now? Are they not up to your standards, King Explosion Murderer." You sarcastically say while sitting down with the food you got from the cafeteria.

Usually, you would sit with him at the cafeteria, but since the fight, you've contested to eating where you work.

And apparently, you weren't the only one that's noticed.

“The pull release keeps fucking up, blasts at random time.”

Bakugo lets out a small grumble, which is unusual considering he owns any room he walks in. And yet he sits there quietly anticipating your next moves.

“Shouldn’t be too hard of a fix, couldn’t do it yourself?” You say while turning your eyes from his gauntlets to look at him. Searching for an inch of his thoughts through his vermilion eyes.

“Tried. They kept fucking up. Guess they only want their favorite girl to patch them up.” He says looking back straight into your eyes. You scoff, looking away.

“Not funny” you says cheeks heating up from his obvious flirting.

“Wasn’t joking, princess” he says putting a hand on your turned away shoulder. You turn to look at him with a deep frown.

“I know your emotionally constipated but you can’t act like you didn’t do anything-”

“I know. And I’m sorry” Bakugo says, voice unwavered.

“For?” You says sternly, a simple sorry isn’t going to cut it.

“For being a fucking asshole boyfriend that can’t control his anger. Should’ve never taken it out on you for failing my exam.” He says wrapping his arms around in an embrace as you face away from him.

“I’m an asshole for telling you a lie to put you in a shitty mood with me. You so fucking talented in what you do, and your tech is gonna saves so many pros and citizens lives. You’re exactly where your ass needs to be, and that protecting no good assholes like me.”

“You’re so self deprecating when you apologize.” You says deadpannedly. In all honesty anger subdued a while ago, but that didn’t mean you’re willingly to let his actions go scot-free.

“I deserve it” he says muffled between your neck, his breath tickling you. The two of you weren’t a fan of PDA, always keeping your relationship a secret. Doing secret dates were so much easier in the privacy of dorm rooms.

First time when you guys kissed was the night you saved him from the LOV along with his other classmates.

Spilling a few sobs as you hit him softly on his chest for not being more careful; and well he had to shut you up and thank you somehow. Luckily no one saw when your relationship formed from more than just friends.

And the rest was history

“And you know I totally forgive your vile words too, so no need to apologize. I’m just that good of a boyfriend” he sarcastically says lifting his head and turning you to face him.

You scoff a laugh, your eyes seeming to brightening for first time in a few tiring days.

“How charming” you chuckle before looking straight into his eyes. The air seeming to leave the room. He looks at you softly, only you get the privilege of seeing that.

“I really am sorry, princess. I’m not saying I got my shit all figured out, but I’m trying to be better.” He says looking down caressing your soft hands he loves so much.

“It’s okay. But just talk to me next time, okay?” You says while quietly. Although you’ve forgiven him, scars of those feeling need time to heal.

Bakugo then grabs your chin, lifting your bashful gaze from the floor.

“I promise” he says before kissing you softly, his rough hands cupping your cheeks as he deepens the kiss, turning into a small make out. He pulls away, leaving you both breathlessly reaching for air.

Luckily no support students wanted to step foot into the workshop after exams, or else the both of you would’ve gotten caught.

“I missed this. I missed your lips. Miss your fucking hands. Voice. Fucking missed you.” He says kissing you again between his sentences.

“God it’s like you’re obsessed with me or something.” You say, teasing him with words you’ve used before.

This time he doesn’t deny it.

“So fucking obsessed.”

You roll your eyes before moving back towards his gauntlets. “You know I’m allowed to charge commission on fixing students support items now that I passed my exams. You’re no exception.”

“C’mon, Gears. You’re not gonna charge me right? Sure you ain’t got no boyfriend get out of jail free card?” He says shutting down beside you watching you take apart his gauntlets.

“I do, but you used that up just now.” You say in a matter of fact tone.

“Fair enough”

Very short, simple and sweet. I honestly didn’t know how to end this and was just gonna leave it be unfinished. But I felt a little guilty every time someone liked it after a few months and was waiting for a new part. So here ya go. 😭

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Prove It - Bakugo x Reader

Bakugo x Support Course Shoto's Twin Sister Reader (Pt.1)

Summary: Bakugo is a absolute perfectionist so he needs the best support items he can get. It just so happens that one of his bigger opponents in class has a even smarter support course sister

After Bakugo's failed assignation attempt on Midoriya, Bakugo found himself with now two useless gauntlets. Although the design was almost flawless and the gauntlets did what it intended, Bakugo felt they weren't perfect. So off to the support course he went.

"HAah?! What do you mean a 1st year extra has to do it!? The hell are you here for then!" The blonde yells in aggravation that support gear were not in fact handled by the teacher rather the newbies that need experience.

"I'm paid to teach students. Not to single handedly fix the hero course stuff every time they abuse thier gear", the support course teacher Power Loader says sternly. Bakugo tenses up in anger but remains silent, knowing the teacher wasn't entirely wrong.

"However if you're desperate for some talent I suppose I can point you towards some of my students that show more potential and you won't scare off too easily" the teacher says with a sigh.

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU SAY!?" Bakugo yells but is completely ignored as the teach walks to open the support classroom doors.

"Hastume! Are you-" the teacher unable to finish his sentence as a gear disk comes flying toward the door. Bakugo glares at the teacher and glaringly says no.

A quick "Sorry Sensei !" is heard from what Bakugo can only assume is Hastume as the teacher sighs.

"Seems like Hastume has her hands full how about hmm... Y/n!" The teacher calls out for the girl.

Bakugo scans the room to see any response to who Y/n might be. Instantly his eyes connect with a girl with black hair and piercing blue eyes.

(It'll make sense later trust.)

A soft but dull "Yes, Sensei?" comes out of the support course student's mouth as bakugo wonders why you look familiar.

"Looks like you've got your first customer. I trust you can consult him and give him the support gear he needs. This is you're next week assignment grade, so I trust you take this seriously. However, lunch is about to start, so start packing your things and dicuss it over the lunch period." The teacher says.

Y/n gives a firm nod with no further curiosity or protest. "Yes sir," she says. She then start grabbing her things and so do the rest of the students. Once she grabs her things she's able to look at the tall blonde beside her.

"Hello, I'm Y/n Todoroki, but Y/n is fine." Y/n says with a straight face as she pulls out her hand to shake while realization hits Bakugo but he regains composure.

"Tch, whatever just because you're some child nepo prodigy like you're brother, doesn't mean I'm impressed." He says as he grips his backpack straps avoiding the hand Y/n displayed.

Y/n drops her hand finding a new offense to his comment. "I'm not my brother, and by no means my father. A powerful quirk is one thing but I have been making gadgets since I was 6. Support course student's only have one entrance exam not by recommendation. I got here on my own talent. Not by my name."

"You don't want my help then fine, but you won't find someone to listen to your hot headed remarks and can actually do your support gear justice." Y/n says sternly as she begins walking away from the boy.

The boy grits his teeth before shouting.

"Dammit wait! You're teacher won't fix my shit and I don't know how soon I need my gear. If you're any good I need this done and perfected ASAP. If you're so talented then prove it." He grumbles in defeat but he's desperate to get them fix, having the company UA hire would take too long.

Y/n turns around and smirks at the boy victoriously. A completely one eighty personality comparison to your twin brother.

"Well then is a pleasure starting business with you..?" Y/n says as she sticks out her hand again to test the boy's resilience.

"Katsuki Bakugo. Don't wear it out extra." He says as he reluctantly shakes the girl's hand.

(Part 2)

First Fic. I've had this idea/story for the longest time. My writings kinda crap to what my brain be thinking tho so sorry bout that 😭.

me, reading my own incomplete writing : *gasp* and then what happened?