A story about two rejects who never passed the hero exam, living their best on a mound of crushed dreams and cheap instant noodles. BakuTodo Bakugo x Todoroki [Completed]

〈 𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗗 〉 ❝𝙬𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧... forced to marry a stranger, katsuki bakugo and shoto todoroki navigate their new life as fiancés, tackling misunderstandings as they present themselves. oh boy, what fun. ... 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙚𝙩, 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 ❞

"I hate you for what you did, but I hate myself more for still loving you." [Completed on 08/15/21.] 。。。| Note: - This fic is not intended to promote/encourage any of its darker/sensitive themes/topics. Disclaimers: - All credit for the BNHA characters used goes to Horikoshi Kohei.

COMPLETED BAKUTODO OMEGA-VERSE One day at the doctors office young Shoto and his mother Rei find out about his second gender.With him being an Omega his father made him hide it from the world and lied saying he was an Alpha. Then one day Todoroki ran out of heat suppressants during his heat.He panicked and left the dorms to go to the store to buy more.What happeneds then? Read to find out. Side ships: Kirideku Shinkami ShigDabi Aizamic Slight urabaku Slight tododeku Slight KiriBaku Keep in mind this story contains: Swearing🤬 BxB😊 Suicidal thoughts and attempts.🥲 Self harm😓 Homophobic shit😣 Abuse🤧 Rape😖 M-preg😙 Author's Attempted Smut😏 Second hand embarrassment😬 Author's bad spelling and grammar😗 Etc.😉 Started:July 3rd 2021 Finished:July 28th 2021

***READ 'NUMB' FIRST (ON MY PROFILE)*** Damn it Todoroki What the fuck did you do? Why the fuck did you do this to me? Why the fuck didn't you come back? You knew I never meant to hurt you I know You know that And yet You haven't come back It's been nearly a week I can't I can't handle this My intentions at the start were to help you And then part ways with you To focus on my career But I got attached And now I never want you to leave "I knew this would happen." I muttered angrily, grunting in pain as I kept punching. "I knew as soon as you got better." My eyes teared up a bit, but I convinced myself it was anger. "You wouldn't need me anymore." I said through grinding teeth. "And now you don't need me anymore." I hit it again, and a sharp, burning pain shot up my arm. I stumbled back and yelled in pain. I sat on the ground and stared at the floor, crying and grinding my teeth. You always hated when I'd push myself too much And even after everything No matter how hard I try I'm still a failure I always fail in the end I always fall short It's never enough Nothing I ever do Is enough to come out on top It used to be easy I was just naturally good Comfortable at the top And now I'm struggling just to stay in the running I stood up and walked to the locker room, slamming the door open and closed. I stood in front of the mirror with my hands on both sides of the sink, staring at my reflection. I was a mess. My eyes were red from my tears and my expression was exhausted and distressed. My face was tear-stained and I was light headed. Just completely out of it. I had bags under my eyes from stress filled days and sleepless nights, an obvious lack of rest. No wonder Aizawa confronted me I look like hell I feel like hell Fuck This is hell

"You know, you weren't supposed to see them." He dropped my arm. "Is that supposed to make me feel better?" He grabbed my other arm, exposing those cuts as well. Bloody bandages fell to the ground and his expression changed. "Is this supposed to make me feel better?!" He held both my arms in front of me. I could feel his hands shaking. I could hear his voice breaking. He was yelling, but I knew it was a facade. He wasn't angry. He was worried. He was sad. He just doesn't know how to express anything else. "It's fine. Don't worry. I'm okay." He dropped my arms and stepped back a bit, looking down for a few seconds. He yelled in frustration, pushing me to the ground suddenly. I avoided eye contact. "In what world?! What part of your fucked up mind is telling you that this is okay?! Because let me fucking tell you right now, if you ever fucking do this to yourself again I swear...." He punched the wall and yelled in frustration, taking a deep breath to calm himself. He paused for a few seconds before speaking again. "Get up." He held out his hand and I took it, standing up shakily. He grabbed my arms again, staring at them sadly. "Again? Why would you hide them again? Why this again?" He pled desperately. "You two." A different voice from across the hallway said, making us both jump a bit. Aizawa walked over to us, looking down at my cuts with slightly widened eyes, then back up at me with a concerned expression. "I need to talk to both of you."

Read the description Don't be a bitch

𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒓: Most TWs apply. There once was a prince, one blessed with a remarkable quirk, just like his father, the King, wished. Ever since the prince could walk, he did whatever his father ordered him to do; train, complete his needed studies, and never interact with anyone else in their kingdom except for their servants, for they were insignificant. But even though he had faithful servants at his every beck and call, he has never felt more lonely. He bore this anguish for what seemed like an eternity so that his frail body could house the power that he'd be bestowed upon; his quirk. However, once the overflow of power came, so did sorrow, fear, bewilderment, yet newfound purpose. The power was too great for the prince, unable to know how to control it even after years of preparing. After all, it was a combination of the King's and the Queen's quirks. And that's when his father, King of the Todoroki kingdom, showed his true colors of frustration. Soon enough, he used force and tried to strangle his son out of aggravation, done with his son's feebleness against his given quirk. But he was met with ballistic ice and fire, the prince petrified beyond words as his quirk attempted to protect himself against his will. The prince was then prisoned in his room, and the King announced to his kingdom and all the lands that lay near that his son, the prince of the Todoroki Kingdom, was a hideous monster who dared tried to kill the King of this prosperous land, and will remain in the palace until his powers were tamed. Those words made Katsuki Bakugou-leader of his barbarian clan, plot against the kingdom, seeking the monstrous prince's magic in its brutal glory. However, all the rumorous stories that surged over the years weren't what they claimed to be once he really saw the prince. In fact, the curious barbarian might have found a new purpose as to why he should take this prince away, never to be harmed again.

I stared at my reflection, satisfied with the progress that I had been making lately. Long runs and secret training had helped me stay in shape, and I had gotten used to the hunger pains. I was starting to feel better about myself, and that was good, right? I left the bathroom and walked into the kitchen, where Todoroki was eating dinner. We made small talk for a few minutes, not really about anything specific, but I noticed him start to become less engaged in the conversation as time passed. I sat down with my bottle of water and unscrewed the lid--with a bit of struggle. "Are you gonna eat anything?" He asked, gesturing to the pasta on the stove. I shrugged. "I will in a little while. I'm not hungry right now." He sighed, not sounding surprised by my answer. I expected him to object to this, as usual. However, he simply got up and walked away. He didn't even look at me as he sat down on the couch, turning on the tv. "What's wrong?" I asked, feeling the obvious tension in the room. He didn't say anything at all. Concerned and confused, I walked over to where I could see his face more clearly. Though it was somewhat dark, I could see the tears built up in his eyes as he bit his lip. "Hey, talk to me. Please, what's wrong?" I asked, sitting down next to him. As soon as I sat down, he stood up, tossing the remote onto the couch. He lingered there for a moment, clenching his fists. "You know exactly what's wrong." He spat, almost angrily. "I really don't, just... please talk to me about it." He stayed silent again, and started to leave again. "Hey, that's not fair." I said, standing up and rushing over to him. I grabbed his arm, but he instantly yanked it away from me. "Not fair?!" He asked, bitterly. "You think this isn't fair to you? What about me?! Am I just supposed to sit here and just..." "Just what?" "Nothing. Just..." He grinded his teeth and went back to the bedroom. "When you decide to stop killing yourself, let me know. We'll talk then."

𝗗𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗿: 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗰 𝗶𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗰𝘀 𝗜'𝘃𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱. 🔞⚠️ 𝙀𝙭𝙥𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙩 𝙎𝙚𝙭𝙪𝙖𝙡 𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩: It was that time of the year; a day filled with laughter, presents, and especially love. But to be honest, Shouto's Christmas so far has only been filled with loneliness, a lot of patience, and emptiness. Due to having the day off thanks to his agency, he's stuck spending the entire morning without his boyfriend Katsuki, who wasn't as fortunate as he and had to clock in any way. This wasn't the first time though, due to how busy their schedules are as Pro Heros. Such a busy life left their passionate flames to simmer down to a mere spark. Unable to hold back his impatience anymore, Shouto swore that he would make this Christmas one to remember in his own ways. Cooking, planning gifts, and even throwing himself at his boyfriend naked was how far he would go to get things the way they used to be. But welcoming your boyfriend home after a hard day of work with a hot meal, and a peppermint dessert right after that seemed just to do the trick.