00 | We All Got An Origin

00 | we all got an origin

SUMMARY →  ( l/n ) ( y/n ) is a bright student, now standing in-front of her dream school. ready to start her journey to become a pro-hero; being put in life threatening in situation and making compainions along the way. the last person she thought she would have running in her head on loop, is the explosive blond with a raging inferiority complex that somehow can’t keep his voice down… odd.

PAIRING → bakugou katsuki x fem!reader

WORD COUNT → 0.6 k

AN  → this is a republish of this series on my new account ( as my old blog is dead ) <3

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THE FIRST INSIDENT WAS in Qing-qing City. An extraordinary child was born, whom radiated light. 

After that reports of people with super powers popped up across the globe. No one has a clue what was causing these quirks. 

But before long the supernatural became the totally normal. Dreams a reality. The world became a super human society. With about 80% of the population possessing some uncanny ability. 

It was an age of heroes.

With the rise of super powers also came an influxes in criminal activities. While governments were stuck figuring out how to reform laws with quirks in mind. 

Courageous people started performing heroic acts to keep our cities save. Protecting us against villains whom abused their powers for evil, with overwhelming public support, heroes found their place as official peace keepers, overseen by the government.

Those whom performed the best got payed the most, and got all the fame and glory. Their careers depended on their ability to stay in the spotlight.

With more generations coming along. Measurements were taken to keep the villains at bay and make sure heroes will persevere. 

The government crafted schools whom were made to craft and nurture what we as a supernatural society might need.

Categorising it’s youngsters into four: 

Department of Heroes, where students learn everything they need to know to become excellent heroes in service of the community and work towards the qualifications necessary to be allowed to use their quirks in public spaces. 

General Education, students whom didn’t make the cut for the hero department are included in this department. It boasts a top-notch education with an eclectic lineup of teachers. The department of general education supports students aiming for college and other pursuits. 

Support, students in this department focus on developing support equipment that help heroes out on the battlefield.

And Management, this department focuses on all aspects of heroic business, from founding and managing hero agencies to executive producing heroes.

Of course their is not just one school whom does this. There are many. But only one can be on top: UA High School, U.A. is the number one ranked high school for heroics and is considered the top Hero Academy in Japan.

And I’m going there.

A/N: aahahhh the first chapter!!! this is the intro, not many words…. BUT IT HAD TO BE DONE. So, here it is!!!!! <33 the next part has the beginning from the entrance exam arc!

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“ NINTENDO MESSAGES ” | kozume kenma

SUMMARY → in which a cute boy starts taking the same train every morning as you, you can’t help but keep staring until he speaks up

PAIRING → kozume kenma x gn!reader

GENRE → romance, fluff, drabble,

WARNING → fluff but awkward social interactions, it’s not great but i think it’s cute

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FEELING A SET OF eyes on you, you glance up from your Nintendo. Connecting your eyes with cat like golden eyes, blinking at the sudden unexpected action. You just stare back, what feels like hours, but couldn’t have been more then a couple seconds, he glances away as soon as he realises you’re looking back at him.

Shifting his glaze back to his game council, a Nintendo just like the one in your hands. Taking one more glance, you turn back to your own game. Choosing Amy as your character for the new triathlon your setting up.

Taking the same seat the next day, you see the boy sitting across from you again, taking a moment to debate you sigh. Going to your messages, you open it up for connection, just waiting, and waiting, to see if he had the same idea.

K3NMA: Hi

Smiling at the messages, you glance up, having your eyes connect, you look down and twiddle your thumbs to think of a good reply. Finally ending with the most obvious reply;

[Y/U/N]: Hi.

[Y/U/N]: You go to Nekoma, right?

K3NMA: Yes.

K3NMA: You too right?

Nodding to your self, you don’t notice a set of eyes on you. It’s hard to think of anything to say that won’t sound stupid or boring.

[Y/U/N]: Did the uniform tip you off?

K3NMA: And that you always walk infront of me.

[Y/U/N]: Stalker.

K3NMA: Says you

Chuckling softly at his sudden witty reply, you see the notification of your game asking if you’re still playing.

[Y/U/N]: Want to play a game together?

Not waiting for his reply, you invite him to play a triathlon against you. Seeing that he accepted, a small smile tug up your lips. Ending the game, before you have to stand up.

Having the train stop infront of you just like every day before that, you step in. Almost instantly spotting the boy, taking a deep breath you take the next bold step. Taking a seat next to the boy, “Hi.” you say softly, zipping your bag open.

Having the boy look up, a surprised look on his face, “Hi.” he replies. Holding my Nintendo up, I send him a small smile turning to the game. Having him glance back at his game as well, not being able to hold the smile back.

Making the boy with the big black hair, look between the two in confusion, “Wait, what’s happening here?”

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I LIKE YOUR STYLE | JIROU KYOKA

SUMMARY → in which ( y/n ) asks her classmate with a very cool style out to the dance.

PAIRING → jirou kyouka x fem!reader

GENRE → yuri, romance, fluff, drabble

WARNINGS → gay panic, ig? & like one curse word

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AN → reposting from my old blog ( with the same name ) as it would not let me post anything anymore... anyway! still hope you like it <3

THE PREPARATION FOR THE school dance where in full swing. Something that will always be the on the agenda is; your date.

Swallowing thickly the spikey haired tseuro glares, not letting you back out this time, “You are going to go there and ask her. If you don’t I will blast your ass.”

“Ahw, you care about me!” you smile at the boy. Glaring at you, he holds his hand up that already started popping small blasts.

Slowly stepping back as you raise your hands at the spikey haired boy, you turn away as his glare intensifies.

Moving closer and closer to the girl, your stomach turns at all the possible horrible outcomes. As she was looking at her laptop, most likely figuring out the playlist as Jirou was set on musical duties by Yayorozu.

“I like your style!” you blurt out, eyes widening as the girl looks up. A soft smile tucks up her lip, “I like yours too.“ she replies.

Thinking about what that could mean for only a moment, you fiddle with your fingers, “So, uhm- I don’t have a date to the dance, and if you don’t either. Maybe, maybe we can go together.” you tell her, it didn’t really aound like an ask but maybe she picks it up.

“Like a date?” shs asks, slowly clapping her laptop close to give you, her full attention. Nodding at her question, you want to just take the L and leave. But the glare of your friend and the way his hands spark, jolt you back to turn back.

Taking a deep breath, you nod, “Yes, as a date.” you tell her. As her face crunches up in thought in a bit of an awkward manner. The confidence drains from your face, now thinking you imagined all the signs, “N-nevermind.“ you deny, wanting to leave.

“Wait, you like me?” she asks so suprised that you are unsure if you should answer. Nodding at the question, her brows raise, “Oh.” is all she says.

Shaking your head, you raise your hands, “If you- if you don’t. You’re not. That’s okay. I- I’m so sorry I asked.” you ramble out. Not being able to move bu the sheer embarrassment, you just look at your shoes.

“Pick me up at seven?”

Blinking quick, your head shoots up, “What, now?” you ask flabbergasted. Seen a small smile on her face, she tilts her head, “I would love to. Pick me up at seven.” she repeats.

Nodding fast, you can’t helo but smile brightly, “Okay.” you say, as you keep nodding. Making a chuckle escape the girl, “See you then.”

“See you then.”

TAKING A DEEP BREATH, you raise your head to knock on her door. Hearing a sniffle, you look back at your friends standing at the end off the hall.

Furrowing your brows as you see Kaminari lean against, Kirishima whom is leaning against Bakugou, while they whip their eyes, “They grow up so fast.” Denki cries out.

“So, manly, getting the girl.” Kirishima sniffles. Rolling your eyes, you can’t help but smile as you wave them away, “Stop staring. Your making it weird.”

“I can almost hear her voice, again.” Kaminari calls, as Bakugou screams at him to ‘shut the fuck up or he will ruin the moment’.

Choosing to just ignore their idiocy, you knock on the door. It opens fast, revealing a beautifully dressed Jirou, opening your mouth, then closing it, opening it again you just stare at the girl.

Your heart raises out of your chest as you take her in. The dress, the shoes, the girl. The girl! Your breath is just taken away.

Realising you have been staring. You swallow thickly, holding the flowers in her face, “Flowers.” you blurt out, completely putting your foot in your mouth.

“And a corsage.” you say a little softer. Smiling softly at the girl, as she takes the gifts she pulls you with her into the room.

“You- you look really nice.” you stutter, not quite sure what to do with yourself. As she sets the flowers in an empty vase, she turns back to you untying the tie Bakugou let you borrow.

Making your brows raise at her, “It’s not like that.” she denies, a flush blooming on her face, “I got you something.” she offers. Taking a lap of fabric from her nightstand, you keep still, as she raps it around your shirt. You look down at the crossover bow tie with a gemstone instead of a button.

“I thought it really suited you. And it does.” she mumbles. A content smile playing on her lips, as she traces the tie. Not wanting to break the moment you mumble soft: “Thank you, it’s amazing, Jirou.”admiring the girl infront of you.

Holding your hand out, you can’t get the smile off your face, “My lady.” you say.

As she takes your hand, she wraps her arm around yours, “My lady.” she repeats, pressing a soft kiss to your cheeks.

To stund to say anything, you just smile bigly at the girl, “Let’s go, dork.” she mumbles. Pulling you with her to the dance.

“This is gonna be the best night ever.”

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05 | in a blink

SUMMARY → ( l/n ) ( y/n ) is a bright student, now standing in-front of her dream school. ready to start her journey to become a pro-hero; being put in life threatening in situation and making companions along the way. the last person she thought she would have running in her head on loop, is the explosive blond with a raging inferiority complex that somehow can’t keep his voice down… odd.

PAIRING → bakugou katsuki x fem!reader

WORD COUNT → 1.4 k

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STANDING IN A GROUP on part of the schools training grounds, you turn your attention to the boy who seems to desperately trying to figure you out, “Hi, I’m ( l/n ).” you say, taking the first step.

As he obviously is not going to as he just keeps glancing at you. Like you are supposed to act like you don’t feel a set of eyes boring into the side of your face. Having his eyes connect with your, you can’t help but smile at how the bright red eyes pull you in. Such a pretty eyes. Wait, what?

“Tch.”

Blinking at the reaction, you nod, competently being snapped out of the trance. Now seeing how pissed off he looks, even though it does not seem to be at you, he still is, “Okay…” you trail off, turning back to the communal conversation.

“But orientation, we are going to miss it.” a girl calls out, “If you really want to make the big leagues you can’t waste time at pointless ceremonies.” Aizawa-sensei says bursting her bubble, “Here at UA we are not tethered to traditions.”

Which reminds you of how ( b/n ) told you how unlike many other schools U.A.’s curriculum various from homeroom- teacher to teacher. This must be Aizawa-sensei version.

“That means I get to run my class however I see fit.”

“You have been taking standardised tests most of your lives.” he starts, holding up the phone up with the various activities, “But you have never been able to use your quirks in physical exams before.” you could already guess where this was going.

Clicking the screen to black, he pockets his phone, “The county is still trying to pretend like we are all created equal by not letting those with the most power excel. It is not rational,” he denies, “One day the ministry of education will learn.”

Sighing his eyes fall on to someone in the group, it is kinda hard to tell with how his hair covers most of his eyes, “Bakugou you managed to get the most points at the entrance exam. What was your father’s distance throw with a softball when you were in junior high?”

“Sixty-seven meters,” he says fast, “I think.” he adds. Looking around himself, trying to make it sound like not a big deal, which smells like BS.

“Right, try doing it with your quirk.”

Moving into the painted circle on the floor, Aizawa hands him a ball, “Anything goes, as long as you stay in the circle.” he tells Bakugou as he motions all of us to take a step back, “Go, on. You are wasting our time.” as he just stands there.

A soft snore leaves you as you quickly slap your hand over your face to cover the sound, “Alright man you asked for it.” he says bitterly, stretching out weirdly as he gets ready to throw.

Getting ready, he let’s out a hard battle cry of ‘die’ followed by a massive explosion. Successfully making your eyes widen at the flashy quirk.

“All of you need to know your maximum capabilities. It is the most rational way of figuring out your potential as a pro-hero.” Aizawa-sensei says, holding up his phone to show how far he has thrown. Seven-hundred and five meters.

“Wow, 705 meters are you kidding me?” Kaminari voices, “I want to go, that looks like fun!” a familiar pink lady, “This is what I’m talking about, using our quirks as much as we want.” a boy you aren’t familiar with, yet, calls out happily.

The hum of your teacher at the words of your peers makes it almost clear that he is amused by our nativity, “So, this looks fun, huh?” confirming your first thought, his tone makes it seem like it will not be fun, not in the slightest, not at all.

“You have three years to become a hero. You think it is all gonna be games and playtime?” he asks, not really but hypothetically, “Idiots, today you will compete in eight physical tests to gage your potential.”

“Whoever comes in last has none.” Harsh.

“And will be expelled immediately.” Even harsher.

“Like I said; I get to decide how this class runs, if you got a problem you can head home right now.” he says, waiting for anyone to leave or say something else, “You can’t send one of us home. I mean, we just got here. Even if it wasn’t the first day that isn’t fair.” the brunette girl calls out.

She does have a point, but life isn’t really fair either.

“And you think natural disasters are?” your new teacher questions. Making a small spark come to you. Knowing you and your teacher will get along just fine.

“Or power-hungry villains? Or catastrophic accidents that wipe out whole cities?” he fires at her. Shaking his head at the young girl, “No, the world is full of unfairness. It is a heroes job to combat that. If you want to be a pro you have to push yourselves to the brink. For the next three years, U.A. will throw one terrible hardship after another at you.” Aizawa-sensei tells her and with extension all of us.

“So, go beyond plus ultra. Show me it is not an accident you are here.” he says, offering some optimism in our pessimistic society, “Now then, we are just wasting time by talking. Let the games begin.”

50 METER DASH

“( l/n ).” your teacher calls out. Letting it be known that he knows your name, most likely all of our names, “How long did the 50-meter dash take you in junior high?”

Thinking back to your last fifty-meter dash you tilt your head, “Three to four seconds give or take.” you say, getting some raised brows at the assumption you can run ten meters in less than a second.

“Stand ready,” he says, offering an arm up. Taking a couple steps closer, you glance at him for a sign to start, “when you’re ready. The sensor will take your time.”

Nodding, you shake your legs out. Taking a deep breath, your eyes start to glow for anyone in your sense of time. Looking around, you see them in slow-mo. Focusing back on the task you run down the lane, stepping over the stripe.

Letting the world run your course of speed again, yet. Turning back to your peers, the board blinks your results, “One-tenth of a second.” he announces.

Making brows raise for very different reasons now. Getting various of; “What?” , “Impossible.” , “That was so cool!” , “So fast!”

Chopping taking your attention, “How did you do that?” Iida question, pushing his glasses back. Rubbing my neck I smiled awkwardly at the surprised faces, as I make my way back to the group, “It’s my quirk, it allows me to run at supersonic speed, while staying maintaining my movements and brain processing. And obviously, it stays in an account that I won’t kill myself with the pressure.”

“Was that even a language?” Kaminari asks me confused, “I am really fast.”

Making multiple peers nod in understanding at the simplistic explanation. As Iida stops his abuse on the air, “I still have a lot to learn.” you deny, not quite as fast as you know you might be able to. Being able to go to march one while you know you can at least get to march two.

“You are just at the start of your journey, I am very confident U.A. will harness your abilities.”

“Oh, uh, thank you.” you say, rubbing your hands together, “Are you two done, or should we praise ( l/n ) some more?” Aizawa-sensei cuts through. Making you slap your cheeks at the call out.

But, obviously, it did not end there. This was just the first part, of an eight-part competition.

A/N: ieppppp I DONT HAVE ANYTHING TOO ADD;; what are ur thoughts???

in the next chapter you can expect;

- the eight-part competition

- & the introduction of new characters <3

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