《TOXIC》katsuki bakugou × reader

INTRO

"i am going to fucking strech that little cunt of yours with my cock so much that it will hang till your knees and that bastard boyfriend of yours will be able to fuck you with condom on his head ." he hissed in his venomous voice .

INTRO

age  18+
quirk -cell regeneration (healing) but cant used it on yourself.
hobbies -cooking

backstory- Growing up, you were raised by your stepmother, a woman who seemed to harbor a deep hatred towards you. From a young age, her abuse became a cruel and familiar part of your life. It started with harsh words and escalated to physical violence.

At first, you would cry yourself to sleep, wondering what you had done to deserve such treatment. But as time went on, you began to accept it as your fate. You became accustomed to tiptoeing around her, trying not to set her off, walking on eggshells in your own home.

Her words were like poison, eroding your self-worth day by day. "You're worthless," she would sneer. "No one will ever love you." And you believed her, internalizing her cruelty until it became a part of you.

The bruises and scars she left were not just physical but emotional, too deep to heal. You learned to hide them, both the physical marks and the emotional wounds, from the world. Friends at school would ask, but you would simply shrug it off, saying you were clumsy or had fallen.

You grew up with a heavy burden of shame and guilt, feeling like you were somehow to blame for her anger. Maybe if you were quieter, smarter, prettier, she would love you. But deep down, you knew it wasn't true. Her hatred was irrational, born from something you could never understand.

Despite the darkness that filled your home, you held onto a tiny spark of hope. Maybe one day, you thought, things would be different. Maybe one day, someone would see you for who you truly were, beyond the bruises and scars. And so, with that flicker of hope, you endured, counting down the days until you could escape the suffocating grip of her abuse.

PRESENT

As you walked through the impressive college campus, your heart fluttered with a mix of excitement and nerves. Today was your first day, a fresh start with the hope of making new friends and navigating this new chapter of your life smoothly. However, nagging doubts crept in, as they often did, reminding you of your luck—or lack thereof.

You woke up early, took a refreshing shower, and carefully chose your outfit, settling on a black mini skirt paired with a slim-fit brown top and thigh-high black velvet boots. Your curly, long brown hair cascaded down your shoulders, framing your petite 5-foot frame. You may not work out, but genetics had blessed you with a great body.

"Wow, such an amazing campus," you murmured to yourself as you marveled at the towering buildings while making your way to class.

Suddenly, without warning, there was a collision. A jolt ran through you as if you had crashed into a solid wall. Stunned, you looked up to find yourself face-to-face with a tall, blonde-haired guy with piercing ruby eyes.

O-oh no! Why does gravity hate me so much?

"Watch it, clumsy ass"

Wow, he's a grumpy one note to self :avoid him

" I-I'm sorry, I didn't see you there..."

"Yeah, well, open your damn eyes next time."

is it just me or his hair are somewhat like pomeranian? maybe he missed his morning coffee.

"Um, excuse me, could you maybe... help me up?"

"Help you? What do I look like, your personal butler?"

why is he so arrogant ,what are his superpowers though?

" N-no, sir, sorry to bother you... "

" Damn right, you're sorry. Now scram."

Well, I guess manners aren't his superpower.

leaving her there fallen on ground Bakugou stomped  away .

And they say chivalry is dead. More like it never even existed in his universe.

"wow my day is going really smooth as i thought" you sighed.

As you sat in your first class, your mind couldn't help but replay the encounter with the blonde guy.

"I just hope I never see that guy again," you thought to yourself, a sense of dread settling in. "

He has a dick personality, and people like me who just can't stand up for themselves should stay away from likes of him.

You hated yourself in that moment. Since childhood, you had always harbored an inferiority complex, especially around confident and loud people. You were never able to fight for yourself, often choosing to cry alone when someone was mean to you. Your self-esteem had deteriorated as you grew up, shaped by how people treated you all your life.

Yet, despite these challenges, you came to this new city in hopes of a fresh start, a new life where maybe things could be different.

you found yourself scanning the room, trying to distract yourself from your thoughts. Then, your heart sank as you noticed a familiar figure. It was him, the blonde guy from earlier.

You facepalmed yourself mentally, wondering if this was some sort of cosmic joke. Of all the people in the class, it had to be him. The guy who made you feel small and insignificant just hours ago was now seated just a few rows away.

Taking a deep breath, you tried to steel yourself for the rest of the class. Maybe, just maybe, this encounter could be different. Perhaps you could find the courage to stand up for yourself this time.

this is a short chapter  just an intro but all other chapter  are long, please read atleast 4 chapter  before judging .

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