Izuku and Bakugou used to be friends, until he started bullying him. But one day, things change. *THIS IS AN AGE REGRESSION STORY! IZUKU WILL REFER TO BAKUGOU AS DADDY WHEN IN LITTLE SPACE! IF IT BOTHERS YOU OR YOURE GOING TO BE RUDE ABOUT IT DONT READ IT!!!*
"What dog breeds would we all be?" Mina questioned the commons full of class A-1. "I would be the manliest doggo on the earth!" Kirishima grinned as he took the first awnser. "Miydoria would be a corgi." Tysu said and everyone agreed as poor izuku turned red. "WHO GIVES A FUCK WHAT GODDAMN DOG WE WOULD BE? FUCKING FU...
When Bakugo experiments with some adult beverages he is left dizzy, confused, and out of control of his quirk. When he decided to go to Kirishima for help he finds himself wishing he were in this predicament more often. Art not mine, characters belong to BNHA's creators Idk if its Bakugou of Bakugo because fan fiction...
Shoto Todoroki is the heir to the throne of the richest and most powerful kingdom on the planet. Katsuki Bakugo is the leader of the most feared tribe on the planet. What happens when Shoto runs away from the palace and gets captured by Bakugo? DISCLAIMER: I don't own the art or cover, credit goes to the respective o...
This is my first ever story and it's probably gonna be horrible and I doubt anyone will read this but that's fine There will be author notes TwT Also, enjoy this FUCKING gay story 🏳️🌈😏🏳️🌈
Deku has hidden his depression over a fake smile for many years now but every day it just gets worse and he can't stand it
Katsudeku fanfic! Midoriya is depressed and Bakugo catches feelings for him *gasp* I'm so bad at this description stuff lol This may be cringey bc it's my 3rd book. Hope it isnt TOO bad...
Deku is still bullied by Bakugo. He starts to feel suicidal. He starts cutting himself and asking himself "why am I like this. Why am I weak. Why is my life so unbearable that I have to die. No one will miss me." slowly his emotions die away. Except for the depressing ones. And one more. Love. For Shouto Todoroki. But...
