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One day Byakuya notices something is up With Makoto and decides to investigate... Cover art not by me (NON DESPAIR AU) All the Danganronpa 1 characters along with 2 and v3 go to the same school ⚠️TRIGGER WARNING⚠️ Attempted Suicide Suicide mention Depressing talk Depression Self harm Abuse Some Tokomaru btw

"Katsuki, lower your voice right now or I will walk out that door. You do not ever yell at me like that." You stood your ground against his burning glare, holding direct eye contact with him. He growled and turned around popping off small explosions as he yelled and gestured wildly. "I'm not fucking slipping! And I can yell in my god damn apartment if I fucking want to!" He had backed off and was no longer in your face, but he was still shouting at you. You crossed your arms across your chest and stared him down. "I never said you were slipping, Katsuki. I just said you hadn't been sleeping and it might be a good idea to talk to Dr. Saito more frequently for a while. I'm giving you one last chance to check your tone." He started walking over to you, his hands glowing slightly and you knew there was no way you were going to make it to the front door. ---- This is a Pro Hero Bakugo x Fem Reader fic. It's heavy and sad but there's soft fluffy moments too. Themes will include descriptions about depression and anxiety, of attempted suicide, therapy, implications of past abuse, the difficulty of personal growth, dealing with mental illness both as the person living with the illness as well as the people around them, drinking, and other adult content. If you are not comfortable reading content of this type, or are not over the age of 18, then please do not even open the first chapter. This isn't the fic for you.

"You know, you weren't supposed to see them." He dropped my arm. "Is that supposed to make me feel better?" He grabbed my other arm, exposing those cuts as well. Bloody bandages fell to the ground and his expression changed. "Is this supposed to make me feel better?!" He held both my arms in front of me. I could feel his hands shaking. I could hear his voice breaking. He was yelling, but I knew it was a facade. He wasn't angry. He was worried. He was sad. He just doesn't know how to express anything else. "It's fine. Don't worry. I'm okay." He dropped my arms and stepped back a bit, looking down for a few seconds. He yelled in frustration, pushing me to the ground suddenly. I avoided eye contact. "In what world?! What part of your fucked up mind is telling you that this is okay?! Because let me fucking tell you right now, if you ever fucking do this to yourself again I swear...." He punched the wall and yelled in frustration, taking a deep breath to calm himself. He paused for a few seconds before speaking again. "Get up." He held out his hand and I took it, standing up shakily. He grabbed my arms again, staring at them sadly. "Again? Why would you hide them again? Why this again?" He pled desperately. "You two." A different voice from across the hallway said, making us both jump a bit. Aizawa walked over to us, looking down at my cuts with slightly widened eyes, then back up at me with a concerned expression. "I need to talk to both of you."

Bakugo had been struggling with his anger and Midoriya had been struggling greatly with his depression for as long as they could remember. They came up with a brilliant plan of a no strings attached relationship, but was it really as brilliant as they thought? What happens when two people break the most important rule of a no strings attached relationship and fall in love anyway? How will their lives change when the inevitable happens? What change will that bring as they continue at United Artistry? How will their music and art change to show their newly found feelings towards one another? Well, the answer is right here in this very book! Follow the iconic duo through their final year at UA as feelings began to submerge! **This is an art school/no quirk AU** ⚠️⚠️⚠️This story does include mature themes like depression, anxiety, and semi-smut. Please read at your own discretion⚠️⚠️⚠️ While we are on the topic of depression, I want to say a few things. Depression is real and it is killer. If you are ever having depressing or suicidal thoughts, please reach out for help. Somebody cares about you and is willing to help, even if it doesn't feel like it! Suicide Hotline Number: 800-273-8255 You ARE valuable. You ARE worth it. You ARE Important. You ARE loved!

Highest rank= #2 in nanbaka (5/30/2019) #1 in Uno (10/11/2019) What if Samon guessed Uno's motive for breaking out right? I guess this is how it would turn out in this fanfic "I see! He only gambled cause he needed money! Money to pay the hospital bill for his wheelchair bound girlfriend after her accident! He had to get her that cash through whatever means nessecary! Even if it means breaking out of prison!" Samon guessed with his big imagination "You have quite the imagination don't you?" Hajime looked at him in awe "What?! Am I wrong again?!" Samon asked "...No... you're actually spot on this time" Hajime said in amazement But what's this!? instead of being happy, Uno gives her the cold shoulder

|| Discontinued || (Y/n) (L/n), Ultimate Actress. Monokuma instantly seemed to take a liking to the girl. The other students were rather suspicious of Monokuma's strange behavior. Why did he even like her in the first place? ---- Started: 08/18/20 Ended: 08/11/24 WARNING: This story will contain content such as murder, violence, abuse, and manipulation as well as spoilers for Danganronpa: Trigger Happy Havoc. Continue with caution if any of this may bother you. Disclaimer: Some of the chapters are written in present tense while others are written in past tense. This may be edited in the future. I do not own the rights to Danganronpa or any pictures that I use in this story unless said otherwise. I do not own the images used for the cover of this story. Please do not re-upload any of my work or use it in anyway without my permission. This story is written by @strawberryxmilk14 on ��������. If you are reading this story on any other platform other than �������� you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in it's original, safe, form, please go to https://my.w.tt/COTlUUl9qcb. Thank you. ---- ♕ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ʀᴀɴᴋɪɴɢꜱ ♕ #1 ɪɴ ᴋɪʟʟɪɴɢɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ 1.28k ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ #2 ɪɴ ᴅᴀɴɢᴀɴʀᴏɴᴘᴀ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ 45.6ᴋ ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ #1 ɪɴ ᴍᴏɴᴏᴋᴜᴍᴀ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ 3k ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ #1 ɪɴ ᴅᴇꜱᴘᴀɪʀ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ 8.27ᴋ ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ #11 ɪɴ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ 1.44ᴍ #1 ɪɴ ꜰᴇᴍʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ 4.7ᴋ ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ #1 ɪɴ ᴊᴜɴᴋᴏᴇɴᴏꜱʜɪᴍᴀ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ 1.36ᴋ ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ #8 ɪɴ xʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ 185ᴋ ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ

[Depressed Izuku x Bakugo Fanfiction] Like an artist, he creates art in the cursed canvas that is his pale skin. The whispers of a taunting voice that controls each stroke of the brush that is his blade. A pitiful work of art that is hidden from the world's eye. All until intense ruby irises discover the broken masterpiece that was concealed behind closed curtains. ○°▪︎.○°▪︎.○°▪︎.○°▪︎.○°▪︎.○°▪︎.○°▪︎.○°▪︎.○°▪︎. "I have been such a prideful asshole towards you that I kept hurting you even though I knew there was something wrong with you," Katsuki frowned, continuing to clean his cuts. Izuku's heart fluttered inside his chest, listening intently to what he had to say. "Fucking hell, I knew there was something wrong, yet instead of helping you I only made it worse." ○°▪︎.○°▪︎.○°▪︎.○°▪︎.○°▪︎.○°▪︎.○°▪︎.○°▪︎. 🚨⚠️T•R•I•G•G•E•R W•A•R•N•I•N•G⚠️🚨 This story contains the following: Lots of swearing Self-Harm Depression Suicide/Suicide Attempt Physical Abuse Homophobia Angst Graphic details Blood Needles 🚫 Read at your own risk 🚫 NATIONAL SUICIDE PREVENTION HOTLINE: 888-628-9454 Please, if you yourself are going through a depressive episode, or know about someone going through severe depression, don't hesitate to get some help! You matter, and you deserve to be helped. ***I do not own the characters or images used for this story, all credits go to their respective owners*** Catch Me If I Fall by Katy Santiago Copyright © 2022 All Rights Reserved - Any similarities with other stories are purely coincidental.

Katsuki Bakugou thinks that he's not enough. Why even try when that damn nerd Deku's taking his place? Why should he even try anymore when everything's so bleak because he ended All Might? It all changes when a girl saves him after he jumped. But there's something....odd...about her. Maybe it's the way that she makes sure he comes first before everything else. Or maybe it's that she always seems to come at the right time....and that he's slowly falling more in love with her each day he spends with her. "I WANTED TO DIE!" "If you want to die wait until you're old and have lived your life! This isn't the way to go! Don't close the book before the story ends just because of one bad chapter!" *This is a short story* _NOTES_ ⚠️THIS IS A STORY FOR MATURE AUDIENCES! 18+ ⚠️ ♡Reader is female ♡swear words, suicidal thoughts and actions, violence/fight scenes ♡depressed Bakugou Fully published: 2/4/2021 {I DO NOT OWN MY HERO ACADEMIA OR ANY OF THE ART UNLESS I NOTE IT TO BE MINE! I ONLY OWN PLOT}