Sorry Your Kid Wouldnt Stop Naming Pokemon In Order So We Had To Flatten Em Into A Sheet Of Lasagna

A/n: switched pronouns from 'i' to 'you' to make stuff easier

Also, I've sort of switched Kirishima's and Uraraka's seats with whoever was sitting next to Bakugo and Midoriya

Extra: (F/f) = favourite filling

Chapter 3

After eating your (F/f) sandwich that your mum had packed to help clear the nerves of your first day, it was finally time for the few hours you actually were looking forward to. Hero Training.

You were practically balanced on the edge of your seat and tapping your fingers against each other as the class was waiting for the designated teacher to arrive.

You looked over at the red-head, as you learned was Kirishima and previously helped you with an impending meltdown during what you dubbed 'The Uraraka Crisis', that was trying to get your attention. When he finally did, he gave you a questioning thumbs up (you interpreted that as a 'you exited') and you nodded. You liked Kirishima already and felt like you could be friends.

You also noticed Bakugo looking at you so you happily waved as he looked away with a surprisingly gentle smile

Meanwhile, on the other side of the classroom:

"Woah, Bakubro, what's got you so calm?" The charming shark-man, questioned the usually loud blond beside him. Bakugo blushes and looks away, muttering something along the lines of 'it's nice to have an old friend back'.

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After Aizawa explained that you would be doing 1 on 1 battle training, the class grabbed their hero outfits and headed to the changing rooms.

Once you got to the girl's changing room, you made sure to stay as far away from Uraraka as possible, you didn't want to be in a similar situation to earlier. You started bouncing on the balls of your feet with excitement as you unpacked your hero costume from it's case. You unfolded your wings to be able to change out of your clothes, and as you reached for the zips underneath the slits to get your jacket off, you heard a bunch of 'awe's and 'oohh's from behind you. You looked over your shoulder to see the others staring at your wings like they wanted to touch them.

You cautiously continued to get changed into your costume, which consisted of a leotard of sorts with mesh draped over some cutouts in the back, with the fear of getting your wings touched.

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A/N: At this point I'm ignoring a very specific part of the cannon

Also!

An updated ref sheet bc I'm too lazy to put it where it belongs:

Back to the story

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Just as you finished zipping up the back of your costume and started smoothing it out, one of the other girls that you could only describe as a pink puffball walked over to speak to you.

"Hi, I'm Mina, and I just love your wings."

You were a bit shocked that she introduced herself with a statement that bold, but you ran with it.

"Thanks? I'm (Y/n)." You were both in your hero costumes and you assumed she wanted to carry on a conversation, so you waited by the door for her.

As Mina caught up with you, she asked you what you're quirk was.

"I don't really know how to explain it, it's more of a ' you'll have to see it in action ' sort of thing." You quietly explain. She made a sound of understanding and explained to you in detail how her's works as you reached the class's rendezvous.

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After everyone else arrived, the class was sorted into random pairs with one student battling a teacher.

You were with Midoriya, and one of the last battles to take place.

You went and sat down in the corner whilst you waited for your battle.

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It's been a while, hasn't it.

I'm sorry for taking so long to update the story, I've somehow been extremely busy with holidays/residential, let alone receiving exam results last Thursday and starting college in the next few weeks.

Long story short, I failed English with a 3.

Also, feel free to leave questions somewhere so you can get to know me a bit better. My asks will be open for it.

Hi, I'm Mike, and I'm here to tell you that,

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MDNI

I do:

x neurodivergent readers (Autism, ADHD, DID, etc.)

x original characters (i ask that you send the name and personality of the character in your request)

Fluff

Smut (I haven't made any yet, but I'm willing to try)

I don't:

Angst

Pregnancy

Smut related - piss kink, spitting

Feel free to put requests in my ask box

Not doing today's fic, why, no spoons.

Thank you very much.

Chapter 7

CW: suggestive??

About a month passed by, and you avoided 3 specific people like the plague.

Whilst doing so, you trained with your peers, improving the control you have over your quirk in the process, and creating new moves to utilise during combat.

The sports festival was just over a week away, and your nerves were steadily rising. You were getting overwhelmed more often than not and you dreaded what you would be like on the day, in front of all of your possible employers.

When you walked into class one morning, there's a ruckus going on by the window, and as you were closing the door, Kaminari came over to me,

"C'mon, (L/n), you've got to help us, Bakugo is gonna end up killing him this time."

With that, your concern grew, Mina said his anger issues had gotten better over the years.

Before you knew it, you had pushed your way to the centre of the crowd and a voice you barely ever heard before came out of your mouth.

"KATSUKI BAKUGO, WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?"

The blonde nearly jumped out of his skin, and with that, you scrunched up the shoulders, pulled him up, and slammed him against the wall.

Slowly his face was overcome by an intense blush (caught by the class members watching) and you repeated your question.

"What. The Fuck. Do you think you're doing?" Doing so quietly as you inch your face close to his.

To him you were now too close for comfort, and let's just say, blood was rushing south, but enough was left to leave his cheeks as red as his eyes.

Then suddenly, everything was quiet, despite the tittering of the classmates around you. I promised myself that I'd stop doing this, you thought having these outbursts when it's unwarranted.

All of a sudden you dropped Bakugo and ran to sit by your desk, partially under it, and not even bothering to acknowledge the boy he was trying to fight.

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"See, this is what I'm on about, Kaachan. Why do you even bother with them." The blonde glared down at his newest enemy and bent down to his height.

"Because I'm not like you or the bitch you simp for."

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Meanwhile, you were still stuck inside your head.

Why the fuck did I do that. They're going to be so mad when they find out. Oh god. WHY.

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So I was thinking of doing another fan fic along the side of this one with an oc of mine.

Idk what do you guys think?

It won't end up being character X oc, but I'm thinking of doing a Ghostverse and Warrior Nun crossover.

(Like the lore that goes with the band, and the show)

I just need to do this deal with my artist/writers block that comes during and after my seasonal depression.

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BNHA Masterlist

Katsuki Bakugo

Endless Forms Most Beautiful

In which a childhood friend of Katsuki Bakugo and Izuku Midoriya returns to Japan after many years of living overseas, and there are many new things to learn about them.

DISCONTINUED

Chapters: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9

Keigo Takami

Alien Blues

In which, after a full and stressful day at work all the reader would like to do is stay at home and make a nest with their beloved

i cannot believe the doctor just spent 45 minutes mistaking fucking sutekh for his own granddaughter. funniest shit i've ever seen. i need susan to show up and find out about this because she'd make sure he never lives it down.

Nah cos I just bought myself tonight's meal, and I already regret it.

remembering all the times i spent money

What about the massive shoulders and slutty waist, you can't go about ignoring that.

i think i’m funny 🙏🏻

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