A young mercenary name Katsuki Bakugou is hired by the King Endeavour to capture the red dragon Kirishima for his impenetrable hide. But what happens when the two trek on a long adventure watching one anothers backs and learn of the kings true intentions?

Hanahaki Disease: The Hanahaki Disease is an illness born from unrequited love, where the patient's throat will fill up with flowers, they will then proceed to throw, and cough up the petals, (sometimes even the whole flowers). One of the only ways for the disease to 'disappear' is if the said person returns the feeling (it can't be resolved with friendship, it has to be genuine feelings of love). The infection can also be removed through surgery, though the feelings disappear along with the petals. If they choose neither options, or the feeling is not returned in time, then the patient's lungs will fill up with too flowers, and will eventually suffocate. There is no specific flower for the disease, but it'll either be the crush's favourite type of flower, or their favourite colour. We can only hope for the patients, and pray that the crush's favourite flower isn't a type of rose. I'm stuck with this shit disease. Bakugou Katsuki, the one and only, is being killed by fucking flowers. And it's all that Shitty-Hair's fault. I'm getting sick of fucking roses. ⚠️DISCLAIMERS⚠️ - None of the art is mine. - Contains swearing thanks to our beloved Bakugou. -Is very gay. IF U DONT LIKE THIS SHIT AND CAME HERE TO ATTACK THEN GO AWAY, although I would always appreciate constructive criticism. CONSTRUCTIVE. If you are looking for some more juicy KiriBaku fanfics, then I would highly recommend: -2am knows all secrets -Roses are red They are literally the best okay enjoy 😉

Bakugo fights along side Kirishima until he's hit with a life-threatening injury. What If he had a second chance to save Kirishima?

Red /red/ adjective 1. A color at the end of the spectrum next to orange and opposite violet, as of blood, fire, or rubies. Red. An odd color. It has so many meanings and so many emotions behind it. Love Anger, Embarrassment; whatever you can think of and even what you can't. It's refreshing to know that it's always there, making us feel the emotions it is conveying. Yet, there is you. When I look at your face, I can't tell what you're feeling. You're red. Your eyes, your hair, hell, even your clothes, but still I can't figure out what you are. No matter though, I'll figure out what you mean and I'll never let that definition go. Never.

there is a villan invading town...bakugou and kiri are unable to make a decision about what to do so bakugou charges towards the villan. but what happens when kiri tries to stop him and bakugou lets his anger take over? this is an idea I had and I couldn't let it go to waste. I only write as an occasional hobby so it might not be super good but I hope you enjoy it! -🧡fluffy ending❤-

Everyone has a soulmate. The only way to figure out who your soulmate is involves a certain type of currency that can only be earned by actively doing good deeds. The amount of points a person has can be seen above their head always. It only disappears once the soulmates have confronted the other. 17 year old Eijirou decided to finally spend his points after years of never truly trying to seek out his soulmate, but it comes with a great mental tole that he's not sure he can handle. Bakugou hadn't ever spent his points, and quite frankly, he didn't have very many in the first place considering that fact. He didn't care for the soulmate crap, and just wished that he could do what he wanted without that damn word weighing him down. > No quirks > A lot of swearing > Soulmate AU > Boarding school AU --I own non of the characters--

Kirishima POV: I always feel like I am drowning. In everything. Holding my breath when things get rough, living in isolation, the muffled voice of those on the surface. But there's a different side to this. It's peaceful in the bottom of the ocean. No one can hurt me down here. It hurts, holding my breath and being so alone.... but if I dare to peak over the surface then people will see me, I'll be vulnerable, no one will like what they find. So I'll stay. And I'll drown myself here, forever. Trigger warning ⚠️ Depression Anxiety Attempted suicide Swearing Abuse Bullying Self harm This story is very triggering. Please do not read if uncomfortable Again this is my first fanfic but I'm gunna try my best! Characters belong to Horikoshi kohei.

Hanahaki Disease is a disease in which the victim coughs up flower petals when they suffer from one-sided love. It ends when the beloved returns their feelings, or when the victim dies. It can be cured through surgical removal, but when the infection is removed, the victim's romantic feelings for their love also disappear ° Kirishima Eijirou

Bakugou is new to this school, U.A., it's the school he has wanted to go to since he was a kid, yet has been avoiding it because he knows everybody that knows him well enough would know he's there. Since joining, he's run into some pretty weird people and has re-dug up some better left forgotten memories. He's struggling to bear it all on his own, but he's too afraid to get close to people again. Kirishima has been attending U.A. for three years, it's helped him gain respect among the hero community. Despite this and the friendships he's forged since joining, he longs for something more. They're in their third year at UA and Shinsou is in 1B. Mineta is gone because fuck off Grape Boi.

... It wasn't that he was annoyed. Okay, maybe he was a little annoyed, but that was because a certain explosive punk decided to test the flammability of his sheets at 2 in the morning. Every single morning. (In which Bakugou's quirk wakes Kirishima up, and Kirishima gets way too invested in his bro's well-being.) **NOW REVISED AS OF 1/2/2023**