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BANG! "SHIT!" The gun kicked back in Bakugou's hand, smashing the angry blonde in the face as he cursed, a small trickle of blood dripping from his nose. "(Y/N), you suck at teaching!" "No, you just suck at using a gun," you muttered under your breath, rolling your eyes for what felt like the thousandth time that night. "Huh!? What the hell did you just say!?" Bakugou glared at you fiercely, tightening his grip on the offending weapon in his hand. "Nothing," you smiled sweetly, activating your quirk. Harsh features softening, Bakugou could only groan as you dampened his fiery anger to a dull smolder, forcing him to relax. "I hate you." I

Warning: Some strong language because it's Bakugou. Reader's Quirk: Shadow Being (the ability to manipulate darkness and see in the dark) Something felt...off. For the past week, you'd felt as if someone was watching you, observing and calculating your every move, but when you turned around no one was there. Even when you peered into the surrounding shadows there wasn't a trace that anyone had been there, yet the prickling on the back of your neck refused to subside, warning bells going off in your head. You weren't scared. Not at all. You were a pro hero and had fought all sorts of villains, but as the week continued and the feeling of b

You had been friends with Toshinori since childhood, the two of you practically inseparable. When he had learned that he was quirkless, or rather supposedly quirkless as his new-found quirk indicated, you had been the one to cheer him up. Now, as high school students at U.A., not much had changed, the two of you usually seen together rather than individually... So what the hell was this? You stabbed a piece of egg with more violence than necessary, shoving it in your mouth and chewing on it savagely. "(y-y/n), are you okay? You're kinda freaking me out," you're friend, Kayama Nemuri, asked you tentatively, holding her own lunch close to he

'Another week over,' you thought, satisfied. Stretching backwards, you felt your spine pop, the tension draining away. Aizawa-sensei hadn't assigned anything too difficult this week, but it was still a relief that it was over and you had the weekend to relax. First up though, you needed a shower because hero training was sweaty work. Reaching into the shower stall, you turned the water on, undressing as you waited for it to warm up. Slipping in, you sighed as the warm water washed the dirt and sweat away. "This feels so good!!!" Mina squealed from the stall next to yours. "Doesn't it?" You heard Momo reply. "Even though it's a communal ba

A/N: Was listening to the song "Helpless" from Hamilton and got to a part of the song that reminded me of the King of Explodo-Kills. I would recommend listening to it as you read! I do not own Hamilton, My Hero Academia, or any of its characters. Enjoy! You were cheerful to the extreme, the other 1-A girls observed, as you twirled around your kitchen, a dazzling smile refusing to leave your face as you hummed to yourself. It was your turn to host girls night, every week the girls of Class 1-A got together to go out, watch movies, or play games. Though you were a relatively positive and happy person, your friends had never seen you this upbea