Bakugou Angst - Tumblr Posts - Page 2
It’s said that love conquers all. Brings strong men down to their knees, tears down cities in hours, sets fire to everything someone believes in.
And Bakugou is no exception.
It’s how he ends up with his face smashed into the concrete, blood trickling from the gashes on his face, one eye swollen shut from taking hit after hit.
His hands are tied behind his back, concrete surrounding his palms, thick enough that he’d most likely blow his fingers off if he tried to use his quirk. There’s nothing to stop his fall when his balance gives out and he tips forward, choked gasps and silent pleas falling from his cracked lips.
And there you are, only a few feet away, face turned away so you don’t have to watch the carnage.
You know it’s your fault. You know you got too close, let him get too close. It was never the plan to fall in love with the hero you were sent to take down.
But here you were.
He shouldn’t have followed you. You’d warned him against it when you’d ended things, warned him he didn’t know you. But Bakugou wasn’t known for following orders.
He was known for following his heart and in that moment, it had called out for you even as you’d turned away from him.
And while that stubbornness had led him right to you like he wanted, he had no way of knowing that you’d be the death of him.
i’m here
pairings: katsuki bakugou x reader
summary: you have a horrible nightmare and you just can’t help but go and check on him.
warnings: cursing! fluff, crying, semi angst? i think, SHORT
notes: i had written this as comfort after THAT recent chapter in the manga lmao,, i think this one was actually my first bakugou fic.
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“katsuki!” you sit up in your bed with a start, tears running down your face as you desperately tried to catch your breath. you looked out the glass sliding doors as the glow of the moon provided your only source of light.
your breath began to pick up, making you clutch your chest. you threw off your covers and ran out of your room and down the hall, gasping and covering your mouth to try and not wake the others.
you unlocked his door with a choked out spell and entered his room, making your way over to his bed quickly. he looked so peaceful, so still. was he breathing? oh god what if-
you crawled onto him as you frantically checked for a pulse, waking him up, hands ready and lit with explosions at being woken up by someone on top of him. you didn’t flinch at the bits of his explosion that managed to hit you, only staring down at him, eyes wide and wet.
“what the? what the fuck are you doing?” he asks looking up at you, immediately deactivating his quirk and gently holding your arms. “god, you’re alive.” you sigh, feeling his racing heartbeat under your hand on his chest.
“are you gonna tell me what you’re doing crying and feeling me up at... 3 in the morning?” he asks, arching a brow at you. you look at him through your bangs and his breath hitches at your sorrowful look.
“i... im sorry, it’s stupid, i should go.” you say throwing your leg back over him and about to slide off his bed, only for him to grab your arm. “if it made you cry and come to my room like a fucking child then it had to be something.” he says both insulting you and concerned for you.
“i just... i had a dream, and in that dream you-” you began only to be cut off by a sob, your hand coming up to cover your mouth as a fresh batch of tears began to roll down your face.
“stop crying. i’m right here you shitty girl.” he says grabbing your wrist and splaying your hand over his heart. you could feel his hard muscles through his undershirt, but the more important thing was,
“my heart. see? it’s beating. i’m alive, dumbass.” he says sitting up and pulling you into a hug, that in which you clutched onto his shirt tightly, making it very uncomfortable for bakugou, but at that moment he knew you needed it.
“i was so scared. it felt so real.” you sobbed into his neck, the boy feeling your tears roll down your face and onto his skin. he comfortably held the back of your head while the other wrapped around torso, pulling your body against his.
“i’m here. even when i’m not.” he says gently into your ear as you hold onto him tighter and cry. “i love you katsuki.” you say making him hold you tighter.
“i love you too.”
unbaked cookies
pairings: platonic!katsuki bakugou x reader
summary: bakugou was having a shitty day and you just so happened to be the unfortunate victim of his rage.
warnings: CURSING, angst?? OOC, bakugou being bakugou, mean words, being yelled at, crying,
notes: when i write this one, it lowkey hurt my feelings lol ALSO, do you guys mind that i write more sero fics than other characters? i promise more characters will come,, i just gotta go through shit and edit them, write some even. ANYWAY,, enjoy!
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bakugou was annoyed as fuck.
first, midoriya crossed his path-
second, sero got some tape stuck in his hair.
third, aizawa had mic given the class an insane amount of homework.
and finally, you’d begged him to help you make cookies. now that last one may not seem all that bad, but for a boy who has a short fuse and would much rather be training than standing in a kitchen wearing an apron, this was hell.
adding onto that, he was spending time with you. it wasn’t that he didn’t like you or anything, in fact, he loved you, today however, with everything that had been setting him off, he was practically a ticking time bomb, and that fuse was about to finish.
“hey katsu, can you pass me the chocolate chips?” you ask him as he scoffs, the sound immediately making you grimace,
“cant you see i’m busy putting these fucking shits on the pan? get them yourself.” he says as you chuckle a bit, reaching over to grab them. unfortunately, you had to reach a little farther than you originally thought, and in doing so, you slightly lost your footing causing the already open box to fall over and scatter chocolate chips everywhere.
you laughed at the mess, popping a chip into your mouth, unbeknownst to you, bakugou was fuming.
you had picked one up and turned to him, noticing his head down, “here katsuki, catch.” you say lightly reeling back your wrist.
before you could throw it, his hand shot out and gripped your wrist. the sudden action making you gasp and drop the candy, your eyes meeting bakugou’s carmine ones, and they were absolutely livid.
“katsu-“
“shut the hell up! quit calling me that!” he cut you off, the volume of his yelling immediately sending a chill through your body.
usually when he yelled like this, you were rarely on the receiving end, only the times when you’d hurt yourself or done something reckless. but this. this was pure anger.
“Are you fucking stupid?! You’re actually such a worthless girl you know that!? You can’t even manage to do one simple little thing right without fucking it up!” he screamed at you, tossing your arm to the side and not noticing how your eyes and nose turned red, eyes welling up with fat tears and nose scrunching up.
“Give it here you damn extra! I might as well done this shit myself if I wanted it right!” he snatched the container from the kitchen island and scooped the chips back into the box, body still not fully facing you while a scowl took residence on his face.
you tried your hardest not to cry, you really did, especially since you never liked crying in front of people, including your friends. your tears betrayed you as they began to roll down your cheeks, leaving mocking wet trails as they reached your jaw and ultimately fell onto the floor.
your sniffles were small even though you felt like crying out at his hurtful words. Bakugou knew you were sensitive and he knew of your insecurities, so why would he say that?...
it wasn’t until a small sob escaped your lips that bakugou finally turned around to look at you, and when he did, he swore his heart broke a little.
the sight of you crying and holding your wrist close to your chest was now permanently engraved into his mind, and it was his own damn fault. at first he wasn’t sure what happened, about to even go and comfort you, until he realized he was the cause of your tears.
his breath hitched, reaching a hand out for you, you didn’t wait around to listen to what he had to say so you turned around and high tailed it back to your room, leaving bakugou alone in the kitchen.
after a moment of silence, bakugou shouted in anger and slammed his fist on the counter, the sounds attracting someone.
“what did you do?” kirishima asks, poking his head in, arms crossed and hip jut out condescendingly.
the ash blonde raked a hand through his hair, sighing heavily, “i-i fucked up,” he began, kirishima nodding as if it’s a normal occurrence, “i fucked up bad. i said some nasty shit to her.” he said looking over at his friend for help, “well what did you say?” he asks as he winces, retelling him what he had said.
“you said what!?” kiri shouts at him, throwing a spatula that happened to be near him.
“look, shit has been going wrong all day, and she knocked them over and i just fucking snapped!” he explains as he cowers behind the island.
“you say that kinda stuff to midoriya, not to her, you know how she is!” he scolds, moving to get a good look at bakugou. “you should apologize.” he says, bakugou’s head reappearing from behind the island, almost comically.
“i think the fuck not! there’s no way i’m going to apologize, it was just a slip of the tongue.” he tries to reason, only for kirishima to shake her head in disapproval.
“look, she deals with your shit all day, from when you’re in the infirmary because of training, to when it comes to making you you don’t forget to eat, even helping you out with your english homework!” Kirishima says as his friend visibly shrinks, “you know she’s too nice sometimes, even to those who do her dirty, and she hardly stays mad at anyone, but those things you said might’ve just tipped her over.”
bakugou stares at his friend, and with a groan and a kick to a nearby chair, he made his way to your room.
standing in front of your door, he was surprised to hear no music seeping through the gaps, that alone making him worry.
“open up brat.” he knocked, waiting for your answer, and he definitely didn’t have to wait long for a response.
“go away bakugou.” his eyes widened and he even stepped back as if you physically punched him.
you never called him by his last name, on occasion you’d call your other classmates by their last names, but being as close with bakugou as you were, he hadn’t heard you call him by his last name since the first month you’d met.
just that cold answer made him miss the way you called him by his name, he missed the familial feeling of it. he even missed that stupid nickname you’d given him.
“let me in.” he said, mentally kicking himself at how rough he sounded, “i said no bakugou, leave me alone.” he heard you respond, your words only making him freak out more.
he stubbornly sat in front of your door, refusing to leave until you spoke to him properly.
in attempting to fix things with you, he’d forgotten about the unbaked cookies in the kitchen.
Silent Scream
I had to repost this because of some issues that I caused, so if you wouldn't mind showing it the same amount of love 😅
includes: Bakugo, Aizawa, Class 1-A, All Might warnings: big boy sad times for everyone length: roughly 512 words- listen it’s currently 4am, don’t come from my throat other: Not the basic title, uhm, chile anyways so- That was the night when he finally understood why people fear silence. Bakugo was a shaking, trembling mess of tears and sweat as he sat curled up in the corner of his dorm room. He couldn’t hear the heavy sobs that racked his body as his fingers gripped his hair tightly, threatening to pull it out. Mr. Aizawa sat in the common room on the first floor, accompanied by All Might and the other students. The air felt heavy and tense like the slightest movement would cause the entire building to collapse. “Was he hit with a quirk, Sensei?” The question came from Kirishima, tone worried and innocent. Aizawa almost didn’t have the heart to tell them any part of the truth. Midoriya was silent, quieter than the rest of the students as he clung to his journal like a lifeline. He knew. He knew this would eventually happen. As All Might failed to stop himself from tearing up, Aizawa explained. “Bakugo wasn’t hit by a quirk from someone else. We think he’s gone deaf,” The teacher cut himself off to calm himself down before his eyes watered as well. “We think Bakugo’s explosions were damaging his eardrums every time he used them. Unlike Present Mic, Bakugo’s body doesn’t protect him from his quirk.” Aizawa took a shaky breath, speaking more to himself now as the class let that sink in, “No wonder he was always yelling.” Denki blinked, mouth going dry before he opened it to speak, and yet he never got the chance. A heart twisting scream tore down the stairs and through the hallways, stabbing through each soul the noise reached. Kirishima sobbed, screwing his eyes shut as the sound of pure agony continued to twist into the air, mixed with crying hiccups before it stopped. Sero averted his eyes from everyone while Mina placed her hand on Kiri’s back, her body quivering like a leaf in the wind. Midoriya’s hands nearly tore his notebook in half before Todoroki stopped him by setting a gentle hand on his. Their teacher flinched, and All Might harshly casting his gaze to the floor. “I’ll check on him,” The retired pro hero said softly, only looking at Aizawa when the man had placed a hand on his shoulder. “Don’t,” He breathed, knowing his student better than anyone. “He’ll think he failed you. Let me go, stay here and comfort the students,” Aizawa whispered to All Might. The former hero could tell that his friend was struggling to hold himself together as well. Bakugo knew he was screaming, he could feel the vibrations in his throat. So why couldn’t he hear anything?! He started panicking in the darkness of his dorm room. They’d kick him from the hero course for sure. Who needs a deaf hero? The sudden, gentle hand on his knees startled the poor boy so bad that he almost blew up his teacher on reflex. Aizawa was sitting on the floor with him, an easy look on his face. Bakugo wasn’t the best at reading lips, but he understood what Aizawa mouthed to him. It will be okay. Just breathe.