Katsuki Bakugou believes he's a pretty smart, fairly sufficient, strong guy. He prepares for everything. Nothing is half-assed. Katsuki has a grand plan for himself. While his parents are rather famous fashion designers and want him to someday take over the company, that's not what he wants. His dream... Surgeon. A neural surgeon, to be exact. He's prepared, he's studied, he's done everything right. However... How do you prepare for the dead returning to life, chomping at the bit to sink their rotting teeth in your flesh? How do you prepare for people you know dying and resurrecting, turning into a blood-thirsty monster? Katsuki was not in the least prepared for the end of the world. He also wasn't prepared to have his ass saved by his high school crush. Zombie Apocalypse!Au no one asked for Bakudeku Characters don't belong to me! 🚫WARNING🚫 Rated Mature for excessive profanity, usage of slurs, mentions of sexual assault, graphic violence, and sexual activities. If any of these trigger or offend you or make you uncomfortable in anyway, I would suggest not reading this fanfic

Is it alright to be selfish? It was supposed to be a mission like every other one, nothing they didn't do before. But one miscalculation led to one deal with an enemy. Katsuki Bakugou never thought one night could change his whole life. How a hero could show him the world from another angle. They weren't supposed to be together. The world they lived in didn't approve of such a thing. It was against the rules, but what if he didn't want to leave the hero's side? Top Izuku x bottom Katsuki Extract 1 ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ The more buttons were undone, the more Izuku could see. The dress shirt fell from the other's shoulders, uncovering the milky skin, so pale it shined in the light. His mouth went dry as he watched the piece of fabric slip fully, leaving him unable to move. The blond's hand went up to his shoulder, smoothing the skin. Extract 2 ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ "But what if I want to make this a game," Izuku whispered, his body thrusting against him. "Games are fun." Izuku's head moved up, his mouth brushing against Katsuki's skin, eager to bite. "And we want to have fun, right?" He yelped as Izuku pulled his full weight on him. artist - @nomad_jamong from Twitter Updates every Sunday!

Katsuki Bakugo's life would be a hell of a lot easier if his stupid heart would stop skipping every time Todoroki Shoto walked into a room. They're rivals - or at least, they're supposed to be. But lately, Bakugo can't look at Todoroki without feeling something warm and annoying settle in his chest. So, he does what any rational person would do - he avoids him. Totally logical. Definitely not suspicious. The only problem? Todoroki notices. And when Aizawa pairs them up for a week-long project, Bakugo's carefully built walls start to crack. Between late-night study sessions, accidental cuddles, and Todoroki's quiet way of showing he cares, Bakugo finds himself falling - hard. Enemies. Teammates. Maybe something more. After all, even explosions can melt a little under fire and ice. I DO NOT own any of the pictures used in this story credit goes too all the artists as well as i DO NOT own any of the CHARACTERS in this either its just a simple fanfic about a ship that doesn't get enough recognition.😝 also i used chatgpts help too set this up LMAO sorry! i normally just type without proper reading layots so i used it too help me make it in a wattpad like layout😔 but hey who dosent use it for school work...

For years, Katsuki forced himself not to smile, or laugh. All just cause of a small, simple reason. He didn't like the small dents that formed by the sides in his mouth. It's not that he had anything against people who had dimples, he just felt like it didn't suit him. They looked like weird little holes drilled into the two sides of his lips, that just didn't suit his serious looking face. Everything about his face had screamed "Don't fuck with me." He didn't want some weird looking holes destroy that, these dimple things were meant for cute people. For girls. (He'd mostly see girls have dimples) Not people like him. That's what he thought until a certain greenette helped prove it wrong. He was just that one person who slipped away. #2 in bkdk - 05/27/2023 & 10/02/2023 #3 in katsuizu - 05/27/2023 #3 in katsudeku - 01/16/2023 NOT MY CHARACTERS OR PICTURE (in the cover)

When Kaminari starts having weird dreams and more trouble with his quirk then usual, he starts to get worried. But when a certain fiery blonde notices something wrong, they both start to investigate these visions Kaminari is having and maybe realize some feelings they didn't know they had. I don't own My Hero Academia or any of the characters in this story. This was moved from my main account roccky0l to here. ignore the cover, I messed up and don't feel like fixing it

When Kaminari announced that Midoriya had earned the title of best friend, Bakugo didn't take it well. That was the main reason Midoriya and Kirishima decided to keep their a relationship a secret for so long. It wasn't because they were embarrassed or ashamed, it was because the comfort of the door was all they had to hold onto. However, when the door comes crashing open, it lets in a world of choices and heartbreak. "Is it serious or a fling?" Bakugo asked as he took a step back. For the first time since the redhead walked through his best friends door, he lied. He didn't know why he did. Maybe it was because he thought it would be easier for him to hear, or maybe it was because he knew what was going to happen next. "It's just a fling." He responded as a single tear rolled down his cheek. "Then end it." Warning- smut applied, but no actual smut.

DISCLAIMER IS INCOMPLETE AND WILL NEVER BE FINISHED What happens when you have a soulmate? well, you love them with everything you've got, of course. But it can be a lot more complicated then that. Soulmarks usually cause a variety of things. Elation. Fear. Excitement. Wariness. Peace. Confusion. Somewhere in this tangle of a mess, Kirishima, Kaminari and Bakugo are somehow connected to each other. They don't know it yet, but they are. For such a simple act, a brush of skin against skin, it should be easy to work things out right? But things are more complicated then they seem. And all because of the handprints at their throats. ||-|| in case you can't tell, this IS a polyamorous relationship, but it's also a slow burn. I've just had some people ask because it does take a while and the way I write is not very *straight to the point* you know? If you're just after the shippy things and the making out then um... you can check out my New Years special and then leave lol, you won't like anything else here.