Bakugo Katsuki, a Pro Hero in Japan, is used to the routine: wake up, kick villain ass, rinse and repeat. He's living his dream, soaking in all he's ever wanted and worked for. During the brief moment he let's his guard down, everything changes. Tossed into a world without quirks with nothing but the clothes on his back, he's forced to accept the help of someone who knows exactly who he is: a manga character who should definitely not exist. Bakugo x Reader Fic!

(Y/n) has been abused and broken in many ways. She was broken mentally, physically and emotionally. She was able to shift into a wolf because of her quirk, but only to a max of three months. A certain ash blonde was taking a walk to calm himself, when he saw a limping wolf shift into a girl. What happens next? (I don't own bnha, but I do own the cover picture)

----- Everyone else left, Turning their backs to me Never to return in my life, So why, Why do you choose to stay? ----- Some days I feel as if I'm falling, I would reach up my hand and wait until someone grabs it. But no one has, they wouldn't save the damaged girl because they would think I want this. They couldn't be anymore wrong, I just wanted someone to help me before I stop reaching out my hand, before you're so far from my grasp, before I clench onto the image of you walking away. Every time I inhale I exhale to get every little bit of air out of my body. And for a second, just for a second I feel light headed, I feel my heart begin to beat faster at the fact that there is no more air to filter my lungs. Only to be calmed down until I take another breath in. Sometimes I wonder, if I suddenly stop breathing, if I pull my hand back from where you once stood. What would happen? One day, I'd like to know the answer. ----- In their eyes, I am nothing but a monster. In my eyes, I am what ever they say I am. But she's not a monster, she's far from it. Even though related by blood we couldn't be more different. She's intelligent, beautiful, loved, everything I'm not. I lurk in her shadow as they praise her. It's sad right? Even my own mother despises me because I'm not her, I'm pathetic and useless, nothing but a pawn in this game called life. She even resorted to beating her own child in hopes that one day I'd be that perfect little girl like my sister. The image of her is fading away as I fall deeper and deeper, wondering if someone catch me after I hit rock bottom. Hoping someday I won't have to reach up my hand any longer. ----- ~I do not own any of the BNHA characters~ A/N: If you're just starting to read this story, please bare with it, I've only recently revamped it. I have to admit the beginning chapters aren't well executed because I wrote this story a long time ago, but I promise as the chapters progress it gets better.