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promise me | bakugou katsuki

( gif isn’t mine !! credits go to @birds-have-teeth )

pairing: bakugou x fem!reader

genre: angsty fluff

summary: you’re used to dealing with your problems all on your own, but sometimes the weight becomes too heavy. and just when you feel like you’re about to fall, bakugou is always there to steady you back on your feet.

warnings: suicidal thoughts, descriptions of a panic attack, dark thoughts in general

word count: 3.2k

a/n: at first i wasn’t gonna post this because it was more of a comfort fic for me since i’ve been struggling a lot recently and bakugou is my comfort character, but i thought this could make other people feel better too so yeah :)

small disclaimer: this is completely based on my OWN, PERSONAL experience !!!!! if you ever experience suicidal thoughts, please seek help; you’re not alone. and you’re loved. you’re worth it.

IT was too much. you couldn’t handle it. you thought you could and that’s why you decided to not tell anyone, especially not bakugou. he knew about your struggles and burdens; at some point in your relationship you decided you felt comfortable enough to share that part of yourself with him and even tho he couldn’t really understand all of your emotions, he was still very supportive. but of course that didn’t mean you told him everything. sure, you trusted him with your life and you knew he would never judge you, but that wasn’t enough to make the voices in your head go away.

for a while everything seemed to be fine, you had managed to keep yourself distracted enough to not have to be alone with your thoughts. whether it was hanging out with friends, going on dates with bakugou, or watching tv shows, you were always busy with something. but there’s only so much one can do to stop themselves from thinking, or in your case, overthinking.

the nights were the worst. normally you’d watch random videos until your eyes started hurting from the brightness of you phone and then go to bed, but there were times when even that wasn’t enough. when not even heavy metal songs could be as loud as your dark thoughts, and they only seemed to intensify the more you tried to push them away. you tossed and turned on bed in hopes of eventually tiring yourself out, yet you ended up sitting on the mattress with hot tears streaming down your cheeks as you tried your best to catch your breathing.

all the emotions you suppressed for months now suddenly came crashing down on you, forcing you to face your inner demons and making you realize just how not okay you were. you couldn’t quite pinpoint what was bothering you so much; it was everything, yet nothing at the same time. it was about you, but also everyone else in your life. it was about not knowing who you were, about losing yourself and not really knowing what you were doing with your life. it was about thinking you were a failure, yet better than most people. it was confusing. and it was eating you alive.

your hands tugged at your hair so tight a part of you was afraid you were gonna rip it off and your chin rested on your knees as you brought them up to your chest in a feeble attempt to hug yourself.

this always happens. stop making such a big deal about it. why are you even crying? you’re so ungrateful. such an attention seeker. completely pathetic. why is bakugou even dating you? he might as well leave you for someone better. prettier. smarter.

loud sobs left your mouth as your thoughts mentally destroyed you, your insecurities getting the best of you. but it was more than that. this wasn’t just about not feeling good enough or thinking you didn’t deserve your boyfriend. it was about thinking you would be better off. after all you were just a bother, right? you would be doing everyone a favor if you just fucking did it, but you couldn’t. you wouldn’t. because you were scared. because you were a coward.

at some point it became too much, you could barely even breathe and your chest was hurting, or maybe it was your heart, along with your head, which’s pounding had become almost unbearable. your eyes burned from all the crying and you could feel the puffiness beginning to form around them. with trembling hands and blurry vision, you took your phone in your hands and dialed the only person you knew was capable of helping you in a situation like this.

the blonde haired boy groaned when he heard his phone ringing from the nightstand next to his bed. he rubbed his eyes before mentally insulting whoever was calling him so fucking late at night, but just as he was about to start screaming onto the phone’s speaker, he saw your name flash across the screen and his whole expression changed in less that a second. because you were his exception to everything. 

“y/n? do you know what fucking time it is? this better be-” he didn’t get to finish his sentence when a sob coming from your end interrupted him. suddenly he was up and about, his eyes widening as he sat on his bed, all the sleepiness he felt moments ago disappearing at the heartbreaking sound. “are you- are you crying?”

“k-katsuki,” he cringed, hating the way your voice sounded so broken and not like your usual self. and while he didn’t know what was going on exactly, he had a pretty good idea.

“i’m here,” he tried to assure you, but he hated how your sobs only got louder after that. “what happened? are you okay?”

“no. it’s bad,” you couldn’t bring yourself to lie to him, not when you needed him the most. “i’m s-sorry for calling you so late, i-”

“you don’t have to apologize. i wasn’t that tired anyways,” he bit his lower lip, debating on what he should do next. “do you want me to come over?”

“yes,” you didn’t even hesitate; it almost sounded like you were begging and bakugou could feel his breath hitching in his throat for a moment. “please, i need you.” that was all he needed to hear before he hung up, throwing the phone on his desk as he hurriedly put on whatever shirt he had laying around, not bothering to put shoes on. he didn’t have time to think about some stupid footwear. he stumbled while running towards your dorm room, not giving a fuck about how loud his steps were or if he could wake up his classmates.

much to his luck, your room wasn’t that far away from his so he got there in less than two minutes. he could feel his heart hammering against his chest as his hand gripped the door’s knob, but he didn’t waste any time before turning it around and letting himself inside. the sight before his eyes made something inside bakugou break. you were sitting down on the floor with your knees up to your chest, hands clutching your head tightly as choked sobs kept leaving your mouth. and he hated it. he hated it because he knew exactly how you felt; the same way he felt every night when he was alone in the confines of his room and his thoughts were the only thing keeping him company.

you hadn’t noticed him, too focused on trying not to pass out, so he made his way over to you slowly in order to not startle you. he kneeled down in front of you, quickly recalling the website he had read a few days ago that talked about what to do when a person was having a panic attack. his hand gently touched your shoulder, careful not to scare you, and while you still flinched at the sudden touch, your expression somewhat softened after seeing it was none other than your boyfriend.

“hey beautiful,” he smiled softly at you, or at least tried his best since all he wanted to do was scream and fight someone. because you didn’t deserve this. someone as kind as you didn’t deserve to go through all this shit. “can you hear me?” you nodded, tears still running down your cheeks and your whole body trembling. “good, now let’s take a few deep breaths,” he inhaled deeply before exhaling, wanting you to repeat his actions and you tried. your hands stopped gripping your scalp, instead opting for bakugou’s arms, which were at each side of you as they held onto your shoulders. “you’re doing great, just focus on me okay? only me.” you nodded once again, still trying to ease your breathing pattern as you stared into his beautiful vermilion eyes, the ones that always managed to intimidate you (in a good way of course).

after a few more minutes of breathing exercises, you managed to stop the pants that came out of your mouth, but tears still ran down your cheeks as the thoughts never ceased, perhaps getting louder and louder with every passing second. you wanted nothing more than to close your eyes and curl yourself into a ball, but you knew that wasn’t gonna solve anything. so you kept holding on to your boyfriend’s arms, as if he was the only thing holding you down to earth.

this better fucking work, bakugou thought to himself before he spoke up again, “y/n, can you tell me five things you can see?”

“you,” talking was still hard, yet you forced yourself to look around the room and answer his question correctly. “my p-phone, the desk, d-dirty laundry, and,” all this thinking made the pounding in your head worse, but at least you weren’t focusing on the voices. “my stuffed t-teddy bear.”

“hm, four things you can touch?” one of his hands tenderly gripped your shoulder, his eyes never leaving yours.

“y-you, your shirt, the c-carpet, and m-my pj’s.” the dizziness in your head started to come to a halt and you sniffled, thankful that bakugou was able to make things better. like always.

“that’s it, you’re doing so well. now three things you can hear?” his head turned around to leave an innocent kiss on the skin of your forearm, his gaze still focused on your face.

“your voice, t-the rain, and the air conditioner.” the feeling of bakugou’s lips made you come back to your senses slowly but surely. now your hands were the only thing trembling, not your whole body.

“you’re almost there baby, two things you can smell?”

“my diffuser and your perfume,” a small smile made its way to your lips as you breathed in his scent, letting out a pleasant sigh as the smell filled your nostrils. “caramel.”

bakugou scoffed, a soft blush splashed across his cheeks as he looked away from you for a moment.

“one thing you can taste?”

you took in a deep breath, not really knowing what to answer until you licked your lips and tasted the familiar sweetness of your chapstick, “cherry.” your grip on bakugou’s arm loosened, but still lingered there. he let out a breath he didn’t know he’d been holding in, feeling a big weight off his shoulders knowing you could breathe properly again, but he was still bothered by the situation.

“dumbass, don’t ever scare me like that again.” his words were rather rough yet you knew he meant no harm, you knew he was genuinely scared for your well being and that was just his way of voicing out his concern.

“i’m sorry.”

“what did i tell you about apologizing all the damn time?” he groaned, letting his arms fall to his sides as your hands came up to wipe your remaining tears away. you sent him an apologetic smile before sighing, squeezing your eyes shut as you tried to wrap your head around everything that happened.

meanwhile, bakugou stared intently at you, wondering whether or nor he should ask what caused the sudden outburst. he didn’t want to make you feel worse, but if he knew you like he thought he did (which he does), you’d probably end up bottling everything inside until you had another breakdown. and he’ll be damned if he ever let’s that happen again.

silently, he crawled towards you. and once he was close enough, he positioned himself behind you so you could sit on his lap and you happily complied. you cuddled your face against his warm chest, enjoying the comfort it provided, and bakugou placed his chin on top of your head, keeping you close to him. you stayed like that for a few minutes, just basking in each other’s presence, but in reality bakugou was just giving you some more time to calm down before pestering you with questions that could possibly overwhelm you.

“you want to talk about it?” he was still keeping his tone low and gentle; anyone who heard him would’ve been extremely confused by his sudden change in demeanor. because he could be a lot of things, but gentle was not one of them. then again, you were his exception. you were different.

“i...don’t know,” your hands played with the hem of his black tank top, eyebrows furrowed together as you tried to find the right words to describe your internal turmoil. “it’s just...everything piling up and never knowing what to do,” bakugou leaned down to place a kiss on your temple, quietly letting you know that he wasn’t going anywhere, and somehow, that made you want to cry all over again. “you know when you get really tired of yourself and your life?” he hesitantly nodded, not knowing where you were going with this. “well i feel like that everyday. a-and sometimes i think it would all be better if i disappeared.”

it took him approximately 5 seconds to get what you exactly meant by disappearing, but when he did boy was he mad. his eyebrows furrowed and his grip on you tightened, an annoyed, yet concerned expression evident on his face. how could you say that? you were his everything, the only one who could calm him down, the one who made him smile by just breathing; his light. he wouldn’t know what to do without you, hell he didn’t even want to imagine it.

“you’re such an idiot,” a smile tugged your lips at his harsh choice of words, the complete opposite of the hold he had on you. “you listen to me because you know how much i hate repeating myself,” one of his hands grabbed your chin softly, yet firmly as he tilted your head to make you look at him directly. “feeling like this is not your fault. i know that it’s easier to blame yourself for everything that goes wrong in your life, trust me, i know. but there are things in life that we just can’t control and most definitely aren’t responsible for.”

you scoffed, “well you’re one to talk.”

“tch, such a smartass, aren’t you?” bakugou rolled his eyes at your remark. “that’s exactly why i’m telling you all this, dumbass. because i don’t want you to go through what i did, especially when you have me by your side to help you.” your eyes widened at his sweet confession, gaze softening at the boy in front of you. he avoided it, looking to the side with rosy cheeks.

“katsuki…” you lowered your voice, lifting your hand to place it on bakugou’s cheek and your heart jumped when he looked at you. his eyes reflected nothing but pure love and adoration, and you were sure yours were the exact same. without saying another word, you kissed him softly, fingers caressing his soft skin. the kiss was short and innocent, but it made bakugou smile ever so slightly.

“let me finish,” he said once you pulled away and the determination in his voice made you nod, knowing he needed to say whatever was on his mind. “i know there’s nothing i can do to make your pain disappear or for you to change your mindset because that’s not how it works. but i am and will always be here for you. i don’t give a shit if you think you’re gonna bother me or if it’s late or if you think it’s something stupid, you just tell me. and if the thoughts continue then maybe we can even get a professional to help you, but please don’t give up on me.” the crack in his voice at the end of his sentence made your heart stutter.

both of your hands cradled bakugou’s face, your eyes desperately looking for his once again. when he finally looked at you, you saw the tears threatening to fall from his eyes and how hard he was trying to hold himself back from breaking down. he needed to be strong. he couldn’t be weak in front of you. you were the one who needed to be comforted, not him. so with those thoughts in mind, bakugou sniffled and roughly wiped the unshed tears away. but you didn’t move from your place.

“so promise me,” he pulled you impossibly close, your faces barely inches apart. “promise me you won’t give up, that you’ll fight and be stronger than your demons because you fucking are. you’re so much stronger than you think, shit you’re probably stronger than me!” your eyes widened, surprised he even said something like that, but knowing he 100% meant it. because bakugou didn’t lie. “promise me.”

you nodded multiple times, taking out your pinky to show him you were serious about this. and while bakugou thought you couldn’t be any more childish, he still grinned and interlaced his own pinky with yours, “i promise.”

“good, now let’s sleep because i’m tired as fuck.” you rolled your eyes at the sudden change in attitude.

“knew it was too good to be true.” he raised an eyebrow at your comment, standing up to lay down on your bed, the soft sheets welcoming him with your scent. 

“the fuck is that supposed to mean?” 

“nothing, let’s just sleep.” you sent him a smile before laying down next to him, his arms quickly wrapping themselves around your waist to pull you even closer.

you turned around in his hold to properly look at him. his head rested comfortably against the pillow, his hair messy and sticking up in all different directions, while his eyes lazily looked over at you. he looked angelic, ethereal even. without thinking it twice, you ran one of your hands through his hair, giggling when he let out a happy hum and gripped your hips, as if telling you to keep going. he looked so pretty, lips slightly pouty as he forced himself to stay awake for a little longer. at least until you fell asleep. 

“wanna know something really cheesy?” he sounded tired and you felt bad for keeping him awake so late when he probably had a long day. nevertheless, you hummed and continued to comb your fingers through his hair. “you’re fucking amazing. absolutely mesmerizing,” bakugou opened his eyes to look at you better, a small smile tugging his lips upwards as he saw your flushed expression, trying to look away from him, but he didn’t let you. “i love you, y/n.”

he’s said it before, and you should be used to it by now, but it never fails to make you heat up and feel all fuzzy inside. bakugou looks so serious, because he wants you to know he truly means it, yet so soft at the same time and you know this isn’t easy for him. he doesn’t like showing his vulnerable side to people, thinking it makes him weak, so to have him open up to you and declare his love for you so openly makes you feel special. because you’re the only one who knows this side of him. 

“i love you more, katsuki.” another genuine smile grazes bakugou’s lips after hearing you call him by his first name, your voice sweet like honey.

he presses a kiss on your forehead as he lets you snuggle up against him, “go to sleep, i’ll be here when you wake up.” 

that night, you slept peacefully, knowing you’re safe in bakugou’s arms. you don’t know what tomorrow or any other day holds for you, but if you have him by your side, you know you can overcome anything. 

⤷ cafe kacchan week

SUMMARY → normally he is a simp in private but for a change explosion boy is a softy for his girlfriend in public

PAIRING → bakugou katsuki x fem!reader

GENRE → fluff, drabble

MASTERLIST → if you want to read other works of mine

A/N → a firm believer of bakugou being mean to everyone but being an absolute soft for his s/o, he mostly does not display it in public but he is the biggest fucking simp for his partner

GROUP TEAM-UPS IN CLASS are generally pretty chill. Obviously everyone is giving it their hundred procent but the change of pace that we aren’t in actual danger gives it a relaxing vibe.

Apparently your boyfriend never got that memo; “Dunce face, is it that fucking hard to not be in the way?” Katsuki screams at Kaminari swinging through the air as he catches the blond mid-air and out of the way of Todoroki his ice.

No matter what he always makes sure no one is in danger, faux or not. He will complain, give them mean nicknames, and scream at them but he will always do it; which is pretty admirable.

“Kiri, now!” you call out. Having set up the plan; Sero put his tape up in combination with Mina-chan it was an acid trap in the making. The only problem was Uraraka and Todoroki on the other side. They could ruin the plan in a matter of seconds, but if we keep it up it will pull us to victory.

“Next time will be better.” Mina-chan offers. Rubbing your back as we are now on the bench. The entire plan having fallen apart as the acid slowly ate away at the tape making it snap under the pressure.

“It was my fault, I did not produce it right.” she tells you. As someone — you did not even have to look up to guess who it was — clicks their tongue, “You should learn how to use your quirk. All of you are useless, extras.” Bakugou says.

“( l/n ) her plan didn’t work either!” Kaminari calls out, trying to deflect. Which you understood but it still sucked, “I know.” you mumble, a frown still present on your face.

Looking down, there is a beat of silence before your boyfriend screams again; “I don’t have time for this bullshit!”

Turning to you, he leans down before holding your cheeks in his hands. Cradling it so gently, placing his lips to your forehead, “Except for you, baby. You did great, you are perfect, keep being your cute self.” he whispers placing a kiss on your nose before pecking your lips gently.

Smiling up at him, you give him a peck. Letting his hands fall to your shoulder he turns to the rest of the people the soft expression turning into one of annoyance, “What?” he asks loudly, raising his hand threateningly as they all just stared at him.

“Nothing!” they deny fastly, each of them looking at a diffrent direction not wanting to anger the pomeranian.

BONUS

Sitting at the couches with Mina and Kyoka, you flip through your Hero History book, “Who would have know Bakugou is such a softy.” Mina says for the millionth time since the three of you got seated, gushing at how soft your boyfriend was with you.

Especially when you compare it to the way he acts towards everyone else, “It kind of makes sense, he is mean to everyone but her. Classic tsundere behaviour.” Jirou adds.

“He does reads shoujo on the regular.” you shrug, taking a sip of your drink. Not noticing the stunned look on their face at the new information. Before you know it, they get up padding to the kitchen to find the romance reader, “You read shoujo?” Mina asks loudly for everyone to hear.

He walks right passed them, going straight to his girlfriend, “I told you to not tell anyone...” he says leaning on the opposite couch.

The glare on his face making you know it is time for you to run, “Tsuki, we can figure this out... like adults.” you say, holding your hands up as you get up from the floor.

“I think you should run.” moving his fingers as a grin comes to his face, “Would you judge me if I ran?” you ask, “Definitely.”

Humming you make a break for it anyway, everything better than being tickled until submission by your explosive boyfriend. He knows no mercy;

“Beg for mercy!”

Not being able to stop the laughter to burst passed your lips, you shake your head. Trying to make him stop without admitting defeat, “Never.” you giggle.

MASTERLIST | TAGLIST → @tsukkisbae @lovinnoya @tanakasimpcorner @lonelyweeb77 @suga-tofu @tanakasprayer @honeykami @intense-socks @bakugoubiddies @big-chungas @littlemaladaptivedaydreamer @melodyofroses @softiehawks @hotgreenteea @bakujirou4562 @big-chungas @3-am-depression @yul2020 @asahisimpnation @f0leysgurl ( does it work @yammmers ??? )

⤷ cafe kacchan week

SUMMARY → sometimes — your friend — bakugou can be a total softy

PAIRING → bakugou katsuki x gn!reader

GENRE → fluff, drabble

MASTERLIST → if you want to read other works of mine

“HERE.” BAKUGOU SAYS HOLDING up a plastic bag infront of you. Making your brows furrow, what are you suppose to do with it; “Are you going to take it or what?”

Taking it from his hand, you raise a brow at him as he just nudges his head to the bag making you even more confused.

“If you don’t want it, then I will just take it back!” he snaps, making you roll your eyes, you open the bag, spotting many of your favourite snacks.

Specifically the ones you talked about at lunch today — having wanted these for film night, but not being able to get them having promised to sit down with Midoriya-kun to look over the notes he has for your quirk — and now it was right here infront of you anyway.

“That’s so sweet!” you gasp, looking up at the blond. Not being able to quite place how it made you feel that he did all this for you.

Making his face twist into a snarl, “No one calls me—!” he starts to before he stops turning his face away, “I am a little sweet, I guess.” he mumbles instead.

Jump on him, you wrap your arms around his shoulders, “Yes, you are.” pulling away, you hold your hip out for him. Waiting for it to be bumped by him, “Come on, bestie.” you tease, nudging against his hip.

Groaning he does it, making you smile even brighter, “Tell anyone and I will deny it.” hushing him, you start walking to the common room, bag of snacks in hand.

“Don’t worry, it will be our special besties secret.” you wink.

MASTERLIST | TAGLIST → @tsukkisbae @lovinnoya @tanakasimpcorner @lonelyweeb77 @suga-tofu @yammmers @tanakasprayer @honeykami @intense-socks @bakugoubiddies @littlemaladaptivedaydreamer @melodyofroses @softiehawks @hotgreenteea @bakujirou4562 @big-chungas @3-am-depression @yul2020 @asahisimpnation @f0leysgurl

I really want a full blown sex sequel to this story, imagine him taking her in every position in every kind of foreplay... (︺︹︺)

Sweet Nectar

On the night of his coming-of-age ceremony, Bakugou stumbled upon a familiar cottage that he visited quite often when he was still a pup. Being back again after a few years, he expected to see the same old lady once again. However, something unexpected greeted him instead. Oh, happy birthday, indeed.

PAIRING | Werewolf!Bakugou Katsuki x Human!Reader WORD COUNT | 2.6k GENRE | Smut TAGS/WARNINGS | MINORS DNI, 18+ Content, 20+/Aged-Up Characters, Fantasy!AU, Mutual Masturbation, Unintentional Voyeurism  

A/N: (although his birthday is a minor theme here) Aaaa happy birthday to this boom boom man 🥺this is my first fantasy(?) au fic and i enjoyed writing this since this made me realize how much i love writing 💖anyway, I hope you enjoy this fic!

『BNHA Masterlist』

Inspired by Little Red Riding Hood and Nectar - WayV. This is also a part of the Bakugou Birthday Bash Collab! Make sure to check out the works of other awesome people 💖

𝐀𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞  𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮

There was something oddly peculiar tonight.

Extreme tenebrosity enveloped the whole land, enshrouding it with darkness. Not even the twinkling stars help to illuminate the dark fields. However, one figure rose prominently at this hour, the obscurity of the night accentuating it despite its light being weak.

Perched high above the leaden skies was a king on his throne—the moon, looming over the vast land. It glowed a peculiar color, radiating an enigmatic gleam. It was as if there was something terribly amiss.

The towns were already devoid of a single living being as soon as the sun had set. Villagers immediately secured their homes, locking their doors tightly so no one would be able to get in nor get out. Fear deeply coursed through their veins, their bodies trembling as they waited for the sun to rise once again. Even those who didn’t believe in a supreme being began to pray with sincere hearts, hoping that nothing will come to harm’s way during the night.

This night, may God graciously protect us.

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