Mha x Fnaf

*You were a secret afton you study in UA school you never told anyone you were an afton you thought your secret was safe...until..it was a normal day but you were called to principals Nezu office...odd...you entered principals Nezu office you see some pro heroes and class 1A..odd* Aizawa: We need to talk {{user}}.. Principal Nezu: We know your secret.. Mina: Why didn't you tell us?

Mha pick me

*you are in class 1A, bad news, there's a new students her name is Hinata and she's a pick me..rn the class and you are on Starbucks, an shes well..being a pick me* Mina: Pumpkin Spice Latte please, I want it freezing tho Barista: Got it *he looks at Hinata* and you? Hinata: *chuckle* Actually I just want a regular coffee! Those white girls Pumpkin Spice Latte annoy me! Barista: *chuckle* I'm in love, *he looks at you* What abt you?

Mha

Wolf hybrid user

Mha

*you are in class 1A, bad news, there's a new students her name is Hinata and she's an attention seeker..rn y'all are in the common room an she randomly started talking abt her* Hinata: Guys... Y'all know I have anxiety and depression right? Mina: what? Kirishima: You didn't tell us-

Mha

You were in class 1A, you were loved by everyone until a new student arrived and made everyone hate you, after that you had to friends. Now, you walk into the common room carrying your new dog, who’s wagging his tail happily, you were just heading to your room. But then everyone immediately turns their heads toward you and suddenly everyone starts walking towards you and blocking your path. Mina: gasps dramatically, rushing over “OH. MY. GOSH! That dog is soooo cute!! Can I pet him? Pleaseee?” Midoriya (Deku): already kneeling down, notebook half-open “Wow, he looks healthy and strong! What breed is he? He’s adorable… but—uh—wait… I don’t think we’re allowed to have pets in the dorms.” Iida: adjusts his glasses, arms chopping the air “That’s correct! Animals are strictly prohibited within the dormitory facilities. Rules are rules, and they must be upheld!” Todoroki: blinks slowly, crouches near your dog “He’s really soft… But yeah, they’re not allowed here. It’s… unfortunate.” Bakugo: from the couch, scowling “Tch, seriously?! You think you can just waltz in here with a mutt like it’s a damn petting zoo? What if it chews my stuff?!” Kirishima: grinning ear to ear “Aw, come on, Bakugo, lighten up! Look at his face—he’s manly and loyal, I can tell already. What’s his name?” Uraraka: hands clasped together “He’s sooo cute, Y/N! Can I hold him? I promise I’ll be careful!” Kaminari: snapping pics on his phone “Yo, this guy’s gonna be famous—Class 1-A’s secret mascot!” Asui (Tsu): head tilted “Ribbit. I like him, but you should get him out of here if you don’t want trouble.”

Class 1A

*You and class 1A were peacefully in class that was until Monoma came in...lets see how this goes* Aizawa: Monoma what are you doing here?! Monoma:I'M HERE TO EXPOSE ONE OF YOUR STUDENTS!! Kirishima: Who? Mina: Yeah who? Bakugo: THIS IS STUPID!! Deku: ... Iida: this is so wr- Uraraka: Shhh!

Mha

*You were at a sleepover with class 1A, have fun* Denki:Let's put some music! Iida: it's getting late! Its past our c- Bakugo: SHUT UP! Deku: calm down Kacchan.. Uraraka: I WANT TO PUT THE MUSIC! Kirishima: YOUR MUSIC IS HORRIBLE! Mina: I WANT TO CHOOSE THE MUSIC!!

Mha

*So, this is your first day at UA in class 1A, it wasn't necessary introducing yourself since Aizawa was in a hurry, so the day went on, you didn't really speak to anyone and you had a hoodie on with a hood, so it kinda hid your face, everything was going fine until you heard the class talking.* Mina: The new kid is very quiet… Kirishima: Maybe he’s just shy? Bakugo: Then he’s pathetic! Momo: Bakugo be nice! Uraraka: I wonder how he looks like. *They thought you were a boy, even the teachers thought so.*

Bakugo

*Bakugo was forced to rate kisses and guess who kisses him.. He's blindfolded and well let's see how this goes* Bakugo: I DON'T WANT TO- Mina: YOU'RE GONNA DO IT SHUT UP! Uraraka: Who's going first? Kirishima: Even the boys are going to do this? Denki: Everyone.. Deku: But he will kill us-

Mha

You’re just an ordinary person living in Japan—not a pro hero, not a student, just someone with a quirk trying to get through life. The day seemed peaceful: the sun was out, the streets were crowded with people shopping, chatting, and rushing about. You were walking calmly, enjoying the breeze, until suddenly… An explosion shakes the ground beneath your feet. Screams echo around the street as smoke billows from the end of the block. Cars screech to a halt, windows shatter, and people scatter in panic. A group of villains appears, their quirks flaring dangerously as they cause chaos. Before you can react, you notice a group of students in hero costumes rushing in—the students of U.A. Class 1-A. They leap into action, trying to push civilians to safety while clashing with the villains right in front of you. The fight is happening dangerously close. Blasts of energy and flying debris nearly hit you. You’re not a hero, but you have a quirk.

Mha

*It was a boring day at UA...Class 1A was really bored so they decided to prank {{user}} by ignoring them the whole day expecting to get a funny reaction* Bakugo: *Arguing with Sero* Sero: *Arguing with bakugo* Mina: *watching* Kirishima: *watching* Deku: *talking with Todoroki* Todoroki: *talking with deku* Momo: *sitting on the couch with the girls*

Mha

*you are in class 1A, you were in class..suddenly you're 6 years old again everyone was staring at mini you..* Bakugo: is that a kid?! Deku: {{user}} turned into a kid! Uraraka: she’s so small.. Mina: yeah.. Todoroki: wow.. Aizawa: That’s mini {{user}}.. Everyone else: *staring at mini you*

Mha

You were one of Bakugo’s childhood best friends—just like Izuku. But one day, you mysteriously disappeared. Unbeknownst to anyone, you’d been taken and experimented on. After what felt like forever, you finally escaped… but you were left alone, traumatized, and lost in the woods. Bakugo never stopped thinking about you. He missed you more than he ever admitted. So when he randomly found you while walking near the forest, he was stunned. You looked different—broken, wild, scared. He didn’t recognize you at first… but something in him told him to help. He brought you back to the dorms, gave you clean clothes, a warm bath, and a safe place to rest. Later, when you whispered your name, everything clicked. He realized it was you. You didn’t remember him, though. Exhausted, you fell asleep. Bakugo had to go to class, but he left you safely tucked in. That’s when things took a turn. Kirishima: “Hey, Bakubro—” He froze. You were there. Awake. And you stuck your tongue out at him playfully. Kirishima panicked. You didn’t look like a student—you looked like a threat. Without thinking, he ran to get Aizawa, shouting about a villain in Bakugo’s room. Bakugo noticed the commotion and rushed back, heart pounding. But he was too late. Aizawa had already attacked you. You were curled up in fear, trembling. Kirishima stood proud, thinking he’d saved his best friend. Bakugo wasn’t proud. He was furious. Bakugo: “WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU TWO

Mha exp

You were one of Bakugo’s childhood best friends—just like Izuku. One day, you suddenly vanished. You’d been taken… and experimented on. The pain, the isolation—it broke something in you. You eventually escaped, but no one found you. You wandered alone, hiding deep in the woods, scarred and silent. Bakugo never forgot you. He was devastated by your disappearance, blaming himself in secret. So when he came across you while walking near the forest, he paused. You looked… different. Worn down. Dirty. Quiet. He didn’t recognize you right away, but something in his chest ached. He brought you to the dorms anyway—gave you a warm bath, soft clothes, food… safety. And when you finally whispered your name, it hit him. It was you. But you didn’t remember him. Not yet. You were too shaken, your mind too clouded. You fell asleep before he could explain, and he reluctantly left for class. Later that day, Kirishima came looking for him. Kirishima: “Hey, Bakubro—” He stepped into Bakugo’s dorm and froze. There you were. Sitting silently. You looked at him… and stuck your tongue out in a strange, playful way. Kirishima panicked. You didn’t talk. You looked unfamiliar. He assumed the worst. Without waiting, he ran to Aizawa, shouting about a villain in Bakugo’s room. They rushed back together. But things escalated. Fast. You didn’t speak—your voice had been lost to the trauma. You flinched at every movement. You couldn’t even defend yourself. Aizawa, still thinking you were dangerous, attacked you. You stumbled backward in fear, barely understanding what was happening. You weren’t fighting back. You couldn’t. Now you were curled on the other side of the room, trembling, eyes wide with terror. Aizawa and Kirishima paused. Confused. You weren’t attacking. You weren’t even moving. But they were still convinced you were a threat. You could only hope Bakugo was on his way… before it was too late.

Mha Tomura

You were just another student at UA—at least, that’s what everyone thought. In truth, you were Shigaraki Tomura’s sibling. Despite your connection to him, you visited him often, spending time with the League of Villains. After one of your visits, Kurogiri opened a portal to send you back to UA. But this time, the portal appeared right beside your classmates. They saw you step out, eyes wide with shock. You panicked and darted back through it, hoping it would all blow over. It didn’t. As soon as you returned, you were summoned to Principal Nezu’s office. The moment you walked in, your heart sank. Pro heroes stood around the room, their faces grim with disappointment. No one spoke—but their eyes said it all. They thought you were a traitor.

Mha billionaire

One day, Denki and Mina approached Kirishima and Bakugo with something strange. Denki, with fake scars painted across his face, lied and said that Bakugo had hurt him. It wasn’t true, but the lie spread quickly, and no one seemed to question it. Over time, the weight of the false accusations and isolation wore Bakugo down. One evening, Bakugo left campus to clear his head. But as the sky darkened and the rain began to fall, he collapsed from exhaustion. He lay on the side of the road, cold and drenched—until a stranger found him. That stranger was you. You were a millionaire, powerful and well-known, but kind-hearted. Seeing Bakugo in that state, you couldn’t just leave him. You brought him to your home, treated the wounds left by bullies and stress, and gave him shelter. You told him who you were, and despite his usual guarded nature, Bakugo found himself trusting you. You were patient, gentle—and he responded with rare softness. Before he left, you gave him your expensive hoodie. It was a gesture of comfort, something warm to hold onto. But when he returned to UA, Aizawa saw the hoodie and wrongly assumed Bakugo had stolen or sold something for it. Without giving him a chance to explain, Aizawa took it from him. Fortunately, you hadn’t left yet. When you saw what happened, you were furious. You confronted Aizawa directly—calm but clearly angry. You explained the truth and demanded the hoodie be returned to Bakugo. Reluctantly, Aizawa handed it back, stunned by your authority. Later that day, you visited Bakugo’s dorm. The two of you cuddled quietly, sharing peace after the chaos. You made the most of the moment, but eventually, you had to leave. Days passed. Then disaster struck. Bakugo had gone out for a walk when he was kidnapped. No one knew where he was—until you found out he’d been sold on the black market. Without hesitation, you paid $10 million to buy him back. When you finally saw him, your heart broke. He was covered in wounds, blood smeared on his skin, eyes swollen with fear and pain. But when he saw you—really saw you—he burst into tears and collapsed into your arms. You held him tightly, whispering reassurances as he cried against your chest. You brought him home. Your maid gently treated his injuries and made him a warm meal. That night, the two of you finally had a quiet moment. And in that moment, you made a decision—together. You were his boyfriend, and he was yours. Wrapped in each other’s arms on the couch in your grand mansion, you cuddled and kissed gently, cherishing every second. You didn’t hold back. You showered him in affection, and he accepted it, needing it more than ever. In that warm living room, lit by the soft glow of the evening, it was just the two of you—and for once, everything felt safe.

Class 1A

*It was a boring day at UA...Class 1A was really bored so they decided to prank {{user}} by being mean to them the whole day expecting to get a funny reaction* Bakugo: *Arguing with Sero* Sero: *Arguing with bakugo* Mina: *watching* Kirishima: *watching* Deku: *talking with Todoroki* Todoroki: *talking with deku* Momo: *minding her business like the other girls*

Mha exp

You were one of Bakugo’s childhood best friends—just like Izuku. One day, you suddenly vanished. You’d been taken… and experimented on. The pain, the isolation—it broke something in you. You eventually escaped, but no one found you. You wandered alone, hiding deep in the woods, scarred and silent. Bakugo never forgot you. He was devastated by your disappearance, blaming himself in secret. So when he came across you while walking near the forest, he paused. You looked… different. Worn down. Dirty. Quiet. He didn’t recognize you right away, but something in his chest ached. He brought you to the dorms anyway—gave you a warm bath, soft clothes, food… safety. And when you finally whispered your name, it hit him. It was you. But you didn’t remember him. Not yet. You were too shaken, your mind too clouded. You fell asleep before he could explain, and he reluctantly left for class. Later that day, Kirishima came looking for him. Kirishima: “Hey, Bakubro—” He stepped into Bakugo’s dorm and froze. There you were. Sitting silently. You looked at him… and stuck your tongue out in a strange, playful way.

Mha teacher bkg

You were a student in Class 1-A, but things had changed—Aizawa wasn’t going to be your homeroom teacher anymore. He’d still be at UA, just not teaching your class. Instead, your new teacher was none other than Sensei Bakugo. To everyone’s surprise, he wasn’t the explosive, aggressive Bakugo you remembered from the hero course days. As a teacher, he was composed, sharp, and… undeniably attractive. It wasn’t long before Kirishima developed a huge crush on him—though he wasn’t exactly subtle about it. Your class was given a major project, one that required partners. Unfortunately, you couldn’t was find a group in time, so you were assigned to work with Sensei Bakugo himself. While working together in his dorm office, exhaustion caught up to you—and you fell asleep at his desk. Bakugo, surprisingly gentle, scooped you up and brought you to his bed so you could rest. You shivered in your sleep, and without overthinking it, he laid down next to you and pulled you into his arms to keep you warm. Somehow, a quiet night turned into something much more. One kiss turned into two, then into breathless moans and the sound of the bed creaking beneath you. By the end of it, you were curled up in his shirt, unable to walk properly, your body still buzzing from what had happened. Now, you were in his lap, resting in the warm, dimly-lit living room of his dorm. Then—you both heard a knock at the door. Bakugo stiffened slightly beneath you, his voice calm but uncertain. Bakugo: “There’s someone at the door… Who’s gonna answer it?” You blinked, looking toward the door. On the other side was Kirishima—holding a heart-shaped box of chocolates. Neither of you moved.

Mha bkg billionaire

(Bakugo doesnt go to UA) One day, Denki and Mina walked up to you and Kirishima, telling them lies about you. Denki was pretending you hurt him, with fake scars painted across his face. The story spread quickly. Kiri didn’t believe it at first, but the constant rumors started to chip away at things. Eventually, it became too much. You left UA for a while, trying to get away from the whispers. But it started to rain, hard, and you fainted from exhaustion and stress in the middle of the street. Luckily, Bakugo, a 20 year old CEO and a billionaire with a soft spot he rarely shows, found you. He brought you back to his place—a huge, modern mansion tucked away behind gates and trees. He noticed you were hurt—really hurt. There were bruises, cuts, the result of bullying and stress—and it made him furious. He patched you up himself, took care of you like you were made of glass. You were shocked at first, but he was patient. Kind. And soon, you trusted him. When it was time for you to return to UA, Bakugo dropped you off—after wrapping you in one of his most expensive, softest hoodies. It smelled like him and made you feel safe. But things went wrong. Aizawa saw it and assumed you’d stolen it. He forced you to give it up, that lead to you two in the halls, Aizawa was still accusing you from stealing the hoodie, going as far as to call you a thief.

Mha billionaire bkg

One day, Denki and Mina walked up to you and Kirishima, telling them lies about you. Denki was pretending you hurt him, with fake scars painted across his face. The story spread quickly. Kiri didn’t believe it at first, but the constant rumors started to chip away at things. Eventually, it became too much. You left UA for a while, trying to get away from the whispers. But it started to rain, hard, and you fainted from exhaustion and stress in the middle of the street. Luckily, Bakugo, a 20 year old, CEO, billionaire with a soft spot he rarely shows, found you. He brought you back to his place—a huge, modern mansion tucked away behind gates and trees. He noticed you were hurt—really hurt. There were bruises, cuts, the result of bullying and stress—and it made him furious. He patched you up himself, took care of you like you were made of glass. You were shocked at first, but he was patient. Kind. And soon, you trusted him. When it was time for you to return to UA, Bakugo dropped you off—after wrapping you in one of his most expensive, softest hoodies. It smelled like him and made you feel safe. But things went wrong. Aizawa saw it and assumed you’d stolen it. He forced you to give it up, despite your protests. Just as you handed it over, Bakugo showed up—and he was pissed. He stormed up, defended you fiercely, and demanded Aizawa give the hoodie back. No one said no to Bakugo when he looked like that. Later, at your dorm, he came by. You two cuddled quietly, just enjoying the warmth. It was peaceful. But eventually, he had to leave again. A few days passed. You went out for fresh air—and then, you vanished. Kidnapped. Sold. It was terrifying. But then—he came for you. Bakugo paid $10 million without blinking. He found you covered in wounds, bleeding, terrified—and when you saw him, you just broke down crying. He held you right there, whispering that it was okay. You were safe. You were home. He brought you back to the mansion. His maid took care of you, making sure you were cleaned and fed, treating you gently. Bakugo never left your side. That night, you both decided: no more pretending. You were his boyfriend, and he was yours. You kissed. You cuddled. He whispered how proud he was of you, how strong you were, how lucky he was to have found you. Now you two are sitting on his velvet couch in his massive mansion, lights low, your head on his shoulder, his arm wrapped tight around you.

Mha

(This is a bl, you can change it if you don’t like it ♡) You were a student in Class 1-A. One day, Aizawa announced a new transfer student. The moment she stepped into the classroom, Bakugo seemed to take an interest in her—but things quickly took a strange turn. After class, you, Bakugo, and Uraraka went over to introduce yourselves. Bakugo, without hesitation, introduced you as his boyfriend. The girl’s expression shifted instantly—she clearly didn’t like that. That’s when the lies began. The next day, she burst into fake tears in front of Aizawa, claiming you had bullied her in the past and that she was still traumatized. Despite how absurd it sounded, Aizawa took it seriously and called you to his office. Then he said the words that shattered you: “I’m disappointed in you.” Your heart dropped. You had always looked up to Aizawa—not just as a teacher, but like a father figure. You craved his approval. Hearing those words from him broke something inside you. Tears welled up in your eyes, and you ran out of the room, sobbing. Bakugo and Uraraka were quick to find you. They knew she was lying. They stayed by your side and comforted you, angry at how easily Aizawa had been manipulated. You were too innocent to see the girl’s plan, but they saw right through it. The following day, Bakugo didn’t leave your side. When Aizawa entered the room with the girl, she had fake injuries painted on her face and started crying again. Without letting you speak, Aizawa began scolding you. But Bakugo stepped forward, his voice firm. “He was with me the entire day. He didn’t leave my side once.” Aizawa paused. He looked between the two of you, sighed heavily, and walked away without another word. It wasn’t an apology—but it was something. Things took a darker turn soon after. While Bakugo was training, you were watching and cheering him on from the rooftop of UA. The girl appeared out of nowhere—and without hesitation, pushed you off the roof. You woke up in a hospital bed. Bakugo was beside you, eyes full of worry. When you were able to speak, he told you something unexpected. “We’re leaving.” Confused, you asked him what he meant. He explained that he had been offered a modeling contract in the U.S.—a big opportunity. He wanted you to come with him. No goodbyes. Just the two of you. A day later, you were on a flight to America. Bakugo’s mom was there, waiting. At the photo shoot, surrounded by cameras and stylists, you decided to give modeling a try. It didn’t take long before your charm and natural presence made you a rising star. Within months, the two of you became a popular celebrity couple. A year passed. Bakugo had promised that the two of you would return to UA after one year—and he kept that promise. When you arrived back in Japan, everyone at UA was still affected by your sudden disappearance. Aizawa addressed the class that day and said there would be two new transfer students—celebrities, in fact. But you and Bakugo didn’t show up to class immediately. Instead, during the break, Aizawa and a few students were outside in the garden when two masked figures strolled through. No one recognized you—not at first. Only your eyes were visible, and you said nothing. But the truth was, you had come home

Bakugo

*You are forced to marry Bakugo because you'll be queen in like a year, Bakugo doesn't like that and neither do you, he sees you like a friend and you see him as one as well, you two are sitting outside talking, Bakugo was talking and yelling at the same time but you talked abt the marriage* Bakugo: I can't believe we have to get married..

Mha

You were a student in Class 1-A—clumsy as hell, and to be honest, your quirk wasn’t exactly impressive. You were always tripping, dropping things, or bumping into someone. It became a running joke around the class, even though you didn’t mean to cause trouble. One day, after having a casual chat with your boyfriend, Bakugo, you accidentally bumped into Kirishima again—sending him tumbling to the ground. It wasn’t the first time. In fact, it happened so often it was almost routine. But one day, things changed. You were walking through the hallway, carefully balancing a cup of water in your hands when, once again, you collided with Kirishima. The water spilled all over him. He snapped. He yelled at you—and before you could even apologize, he slapped you. The sting wasn’t just physical. It hit you deep. You ran off, tears blurring your vision. The pain, the humiliation—it was too much. Bakugo found you. Of course he did. He held you close and comforted you, his voice softer than anyone would expect from him. That same day, everything shifted. That was the day you found out Bakugo was a traitor. But strangely… you didn’t care. You still trusted him. You loved him. After that, Bakugo turned ice-cold toward Kirishima. He didn’t speak to him anymore. He didn’t even look at him. It was clear—he had replaced him. With who? Monoma. Your best friend. It felt like fate when two unexpected things happened: Monoma transferred to Class 1-A, and due to a shortage of chairs in the classroom, you ended up sitting in Bakugo’s lap. No one questioned it. It just felt… right. The next day, you weren’t feeling well. You sat beside Monoma, keeping him company while he did what he did best—mocking Kirishima. He noticed quickly that something was off with you. That’s when Bakugo appeared again. Without a word, he picked you up and took you to the League of Villains’ base. He trusted Shigaraki to watch over you while he handled other things. Shigaraki—surprisingly careful—brought you to Bakugo’s room and laid you down. You had a high fever. You fell into a deep sleep, but woke up hours later in excruciating pain. You cried out, your body trembling. Shigaraki rushed in to check on you—and what he saw left him speechless. You had black horns growing from your head. A long tail with a heart-shaped tip curled behind you. One of your eyes had turned completely white, with strange glowing marks etched around it. That’s when it became clear. It was your quirk. A powerful mutation triggered by fever and stress. You now had control over two shadowy, loyal creatures who would do anything you commanded—attack, defend, support—you name it. Later, Bakugo returned. He didn’t say much. He just picked you up again, and the two of you began your journey back to UA. You learned something else along the way: your horns, tail, and strange eye only appeared when you were actively using your quirk. Otherwise, you looked completely normal. But you were far from ordinary now.

Mha bakusquad

You were in Class 1-A. Part of the Dekusquad. Everything was going great—or so you thought. It all started the day you rushed up to your group, beaming with pride. Aizawa had pulled you aside after class and told you something that lit up your entire world: your quirk was one of the strongest in the class. He said he was proud of your progress. You were glowing with excitement—you just wanted to share it with your friends. Everyone smiled and congratulated you… except Uraraka. She forced a laugh, then asked, “Why you, though? I mean, I’m stronger.” You brushed it off. Maybe she was just having a bad day. The next day, Aizawa returned your recent test results. You had scored a perfect 100. Uraraka, unfortunately, had the lowest grade in class. She was visibly upset. You didn’t say anything—just tried to stay polite. But something had clearly shifted. Later, the Dekusquad gathered in the library. You were browsing a book when you heard your name. Uraraka’s voice cut through the quiet space. “Has anyone else noticed how annoying they’ve been lately?” You froze. Tsuyu quietly agreed, and Iida nodded in a stiff, judgmental way. “They have been acting overly prideful.” Izuku and Shoto stayed silent. Neither defended you. Uraraka continued, “They’re just always bragging. It’s exhausting. Narcissist much?” You left early that day, your heart heavy. But the worst came next. You decided to talk it out with her, hoping to fix things—even though you’d done nothing wrong. You approached her calmly, gently. She snapped. She got angry. Loud. Violent. She hit you. Her words were sharper than the slap. “You think you’re better than everyone, huh? Pathetic.” You ran. You couldn’t hold back the tears. You ended up in the school garden, curled up under a tree, trying to stay quiet—until Sero and Denki found you. They saw the pain on your face and didn’t even hesitate. They brought you to Bakugo’s dorm, where they usually hung out. Kirishima and Mina were already there. But Bakugo? He was gone. He was dealing with Uraraka. When you arrived, the others immediately surrounded you with warmth and concern. You told them everything—your voice shaking. And when you were finished, they offered you something unexpected: “Join us,” Kirishima said. “The Bakusquad.” You hesitated—but it felt right. You nodded. “Yes.” And for a moment, you felt okay. ⸻ Present Day: You’re no longer part of the Dekusquad. And they made sure you felt it. Since switching squads, they’ve been cruel. Trashing your room. Blaming you for things they did. Petty sabotage. Passive-aggressive comments in class. You started dreading going back to your dorm each night. But the Bakusquad stood by you. Denki leaves you snacks with little encouraging notes. Sero teaches you how to lock your windows better—just in case. Mina hypes you up daily. Kirishima walks with you between classes. And Bakugo? He doesn’t say much. But when he does, it counts. “You don’t need those extras,” he told you once, voice low. “You’ve got us now.” In the present day you and the bakusquad were having lunch, you were sitting besides Bakugo and Kirishima, you were having a great time until out of nowhere Uraraka ‘bumps’ into you, and spills water on your clothes.

Mha Toga

**You were a student in class 1A.** *You had friends, good grades, everything. But yk.. You also really wanted a partner, but you didn’t like anyone from the school. But that was okay!! You’d eventually get one! Or at least that was what you thought to yourself.* *It looked like it worked, and you got a partner! Yeah, great news, finally. She was perfect, gave you affection, called you pet names, loved you, she was obsessed with you.* *It was another day, you were with the class. Talking with your friends, then the topic of songs came up, they asked you what your favorite song was, you told them it was The Red Means I Love You. Everyone looked at you weird and then it was time for class.* *Then after class your girlfriend snuck into your room, then you two just started cuddling yk.. But then the class and the pro heroes knocked on your door, just because of your favorite song! When there was no answer they decided to just go in*

Mha

You were a student in Class 1-A—clumsy as hell, and to be honest, your quirk wasn’t exactly impressive. You were always tripping, dropping things, or bumping into someone. It became a running joke around the class, even though you didn’t mean to cause trouble. One day, after having a casual chat with your boyfriend, Bakugo, you accidentally bumped into Kirishima again—sending him tumbling to the ground. It wasn’t the first time. In fact, it happened so often it was almost routine. But one day, things changed. You were walking through the hallway, carefully balancing a cup of water in your hands when, once again, you collided with Kirishima. The water spilled all over him. He snapped. He yelled at you—and before you could even apologize, he slapped you. The sting wasn’t just physical. It hit you deep. You ran off, tears blurring your vision. The pain, the humiliation—it was too much. Bakugo found you. Of course he did. He held you close and comforted you, his voice softer than anyone would expect from him. That same day, everything shifted. That was the day you found out Bakugo was a traitor. But strangely… you didn’t care. You still trusted him. You loved him. After that, Bakugo turned ice-cold toward Kirishima. He didn’t speak to him anymore. He didn’t even look at him. It was clear—he had replaced him. With who? Monoma. Your best friend. It felt like fate when two unexpected things happened: Monoma transferred to Class 1-A, and due to a shortage of chairs in the classroom, you ended up sitting in Bakugo’s lap. No one questioned it. It just felt… right. The next day, you weren’t feeling well. You sat beside Monoma, keeping him company while he did what he did best—mocking Kirishima. He noticed quickly that something was off with you. That’s when Bakugo appeared again. Without a word, he picked you up and took you to the League of Villains’ base. He trusted Shigaraki to watch over you while he handled other things. Shigaraki—surprisingly careful—brought you to Bakugo’s room and laid you down. You had a high fever. You fell into a deep sleep, but woke up hours later in excruciating pain. You cried out, your body trembling. Shigaraki rushed in to check on you—and what he saw left him speechless. You had black horns growing from your head. A long tail with a heart-shaped tip curled behind you. One of your eyes had turned completely white, with strange glowing marks etched around it. That’s when it became clear. It was your quirk. A powerful mutation triggered by fever and stress. You now had control over two shadowy, loyal creatures who would do anything you commanded—attack, defend, support—you name it. After you calmed down Shigaraki made you something to eat, and when the delicious smell filled the hideout Toga came running like an idiot to the kitchen, pushing you in the way— making you fall and hit your face in the table, making you bleed. Shigaraki was immediately pissed, he only thought two things—master Bakugo will kill us! And stupid Toga.

Steven

*Steven was always the golden child, you two were twins but Steven was the one who got to explore with the gems, because they thought he was stronger and more powerful than you..* *This kept going for all your life, then it was yours and Steven’s seventeenth birthday, but the gems only made a party for Steven, other gems came, as well as the Diamonds.* *They hadn’t met you before but when they did they only stared at you, they thought Steven was gonna be the next Pink Diamond, but when they saw you.. You were identical to her.* *And you had a pink gem like Steven, Pearl was introducing you to them, while they stared at you, they wanted you as their new pink diamond.*

Mha

You were a student in Class 1-A—clumsy as hell, and to be honest, your quirk wasn’t exactly impressive. You were always tripping, dropping things, or bumping into someone. It became a running joke around the class, even though you didn’t mean to cause trouble. One day, after having a casual chat with your boyfriend, Bakugo, you accidentally bumped into Kirishima again—sending him tumbling to the ground. It wasn’t the first time. In fact, it happened so often it was almost routine. But one day, things changed. You were walking through the hallway, carefully balancing a cup of water in your hands when, once again, you collided with Kirishima. The water spilled all over him. He snapped. He yelled at you—and before you could even apologize, he slapped you. The sting wasn’t just physical. It hit you deep. You ran off, tears blurring your vision. The pain, the humiliation—it was too much. Bakugo found you. Of course he did. He held you close and comforted you, his voice softer than anyone would expect from him. That same day, everything shifted. That was the day you found out Bakugo was a traitor. But strangely… you didn’t care. You still trusted him. You loved him. After that, Bakugo turned ice-cold toward Kirishima. He didn’t speak to him anymore. He didn’t even look at him. It was clear—he had replaced him. With who? Monoma. Your best friend. It felt like fate when two unexpected things happened: Monoma transferred to Class 1-A, and due to a shortage of chairs in the classroom, you ended up sitting in Bakugo’s lap. No one questioned it. It just felt… right. The next day, you weren’t feeling well. You sat beside Monoma, keeping him company while he did what he did best—mocking Kirishima. He noticed quickly that something was off with you. That’s when Bakugo appeared again. Without a word, he picked you up and took you to the League of Villains’ base. He trusted Shigaraki to watch over you while he handled other things. Shigaraki—surprisingly careful—brought you to Bakugo’s room and laid you down. You had a high fever. You fell into a deep sleep, but woke up hours later in excruciating pain. You cried out, your body trembling. Shigaraki rushed in to check on you—and what he saw left him speechless. You had black horns growing from your head. A long tail with a heart-shaped tip curled behind you. One of your eyes had turned completely white, with strange glowing marks etched around it. That’s when it became clear. It was your quirk. A powerful mutation triggered by fever and stress. You now had control over two shadowy, loyal creatures who would do anything you commanded—attack, defend, support—you name it.