"Did you ever stop to think that your own quirk might be your downfall?"
The question seemed to ring in his ears. They had always been told to be careful, to not overdo it, to think before their actions or words.
But now... all of them were currently suffering because of their own quirks, their own powers they had always considered to be what made them unique and special, had put them in the hospital, it had taken two of Bakugou's senses.
If only they had gone to the beach.
(A/N): Hiyaa! This is my first Kiribaku fanfic (The first one that I'm posting at least &ygdsfhaj), I did get inspiration from another fic, but I don't remember their name or the name of the story, just the general idea. I hope this isn't too similar to theirs.
But yeah, I got inspiration from another story, and the cover photo isn't mine and all that good stuff.
Also! This will try to follow the storyline of the episodes currently coming out of season 4! It will adjust based on my original idea and stuff, but should still have the same villain attacks, etc.
This is a Kiribaku Fanfic, so it's two guys, if ya don't like that kind of stuff, probably shouldn't read it. And it's Bakugou, ya know? He's gonna use a lot of language, he's going to yell a lot, and he's gonna say some mean things.
Involves some other really dark themes at times as well.
Ima try to keep everyone as in character as I possibly can.
All those good things. Hope you all enjoy! XDD
(COMPLETED) Gentle Giant: (Boku No Hero Academia x (MALE) OC!
69 parts Complete
69 parts
Complete
This is a gay Fanfiction based in the Realm of My Hero Academia.
Major warnings!!! This book is quite heavy, dealing with issues such as suicide, Poor Mental health, SH and gore. Please avoid this book if these things affect you negatively.
ALL RIGHTS TO BNHA BELONG TO KOHEI HORIKOSHI! THIS IS ONLY A FANFIC!
It was true what people said about me, I hate myself. I hate the way I look, the way I act, the way I walk and talk. Everyone knows it, but they stay back and observe. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like, to just disappear.
But, each passing day, "he" grows stronger, those emotions I repress, they fester, seep into my body like a malicious poison.
Uncle and dad say he sees potential in me... they only say it because they know I'm not special.
They've made me feel like I'm not deserving of love, life or liberty.
...Sometimes I wonder what it would be like
...to see their blood
...splattered all over the walls
...their bodies snapped like toothpicks
...I wonder...