ocd || knj
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Ongoing, First published Jun 09, 2022
as a rule don't read this if mental health topics of any sort trigger you. i don't want to hurt anyone with my writing, i want to help. 

working through my own issues with a knj fanfiction because i don't have the mental energy to make my own characters for this idea

you can read this without understanding who these people are :) maybe? i think. 

i'm serious when i say i was writing this for myself: posting this i have 19 chapters (pov lengths really because i didn't write this initially in chapter format) written

try it out, if you wanna just like read

this is something i started writing for myself and was like hm maybe someone else would read it 

no pressure

i might write a more professional summary for this later but it's late and i'm tired :)

hope you like it :)
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Bakugo's 5 day deal cover
my ikey cover
𝔹𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕠 𝕐𝕠𝕦 cover
The 'Investment'  ( kaz brekker x Fem!reader )  cover
IT & ST Imagines & Preferences cover
empty ~ kurotsuki cover
Tragic Kiss [BAKUDEKU canonU] cover
Not in control cover
Daddy Issues( TaBarcode) cover
KarlxAnxiety cover

Bakugo's 5 day deal

13 parts Complete

I'm honestly ashamed of this book. I wrote it some time ago and it just has so many things wrong in it and is overall cringe. I am planning to write a different and better version of this in the near future. And hey, maybe you should follow me to see when it comes out ;) !!!STRONG SUICIDE TRIGGER WARNING!!! Midoriya was walking home at around 11pm, after picking up some groceries for his mom. He sighed, knowing he would have to wake up early for school tomorrow. He walked on the small bridge, looking at the bright, full moon. It was a beautiful night. He turned his head facing forward, his eyes locking on the body in front of him. "K-Kacchan?" The ash-blonde whipped his head to where the shorter boy stood, piercing red eyes meeting soft dark green ones. There he was. The loud, brash, cocky Katsuki Bakugo, sitting on the concrete wall of the bridge, with his shoes off and wallet out, ready to jump off and end his life at any moment. . . "You know what, lets make a deal."