Threesomes and stealing money online

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Warning: minor sexual themes.

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It had been a week since the USJ attack and the UA sports festival was right around the corner. Y/n and the rest of the 1-A students where waiting in the classroom before class.
"YALL!"
"GODDAMN IT Y/N ITS 7 IN THE MORNING"
"SHUT UP BAKUBITCH YOU WAKE UP AT LIKE 5!"
"YOU DAMN HAG"
"WE TALKED ABOUT YOUR MOMMY ISSUES"
"Tch"
"Anyway what do y'all think about the sports festival?" Y/n asked their classmates.
"I think it's an important event, we will be able to see how our quirks will work in a more authentic environment." Iida responded chopping his arms.
"I'm just excited to show all the chicks my super epic moves!" Declared Kaminari.
"I think it's the schools way of diverting attention from the lack of security protecting both the students and teachers, who happen to be the nations top heros, yet they allowed villains to not only enter UA campus and steal info retaining all mights schedule and any other important documents that where within reach. But also re-enter campus and attack the hero programs top students." Ochako chimed in.
"... I mean you aren't wrong... but it's no surprise that this school focuses more on media appearance then it's students and staffs well being, I mean what else can you expect from an institution that trains child soldiers? ANYWAY! I WANT ALL OF YOU TO KNOW THAT I WILL BEAT YOUR ASSES!" y/n paused, "After the sports festival all of you will be left emotionally and/or physically scarred." Y/n warned their classmates with an eerily sweet smile. Soon the bell rang and class began.
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"Hey! Y/n!" Kirishima called out.
"Ye? Wassup?" Y/n asked putting their stuff away.
"Since the sports festival is coming up Bakubro and I are gonna train together, wanna join?" He asked.
"Yeah sure! But I want you to know that if this turns into a threesome ima be topping both of you." Y/n agreed.
"O-oh, well okay." Kirishima stuttered as his face turned as red as his hair.
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"C'mon dude it's not that bad." Kirishima said trying to comfort Bakugou.
"INAUDIBLE SCREECHING" Bakugou responded.
"Damn is he really that sensitive about how his sweat smells?"
"Yeah, I brought it up once before and he kicked me off his bed." Kirishima sighed.
"You were on his bed? Doing what exactly?" Y/n smirked raising their eyebrows.
"N- No it's not like that." Kirishima began.
"Uh huh sure bro. Anyway I gotta go, I promised Ochako I'd show her how to steal massive amounts of money from corrupt corporations. See ya!" Y/n walked away back to the dorms while Kirishima tried to calm the angry caramel scented Bakugou down.
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"Whoa you got that down really quick! It took me two months before I could take that much!" Y/n exclaimed as they watched Ochako steal unholy amounts of money from various corporations.
"Heheh thanks y/n this was supper fun and helpful!" Ochako grinned transferring the money to her bank account.
"This was great, next week I'll show you how to scam old white men on the internet!" Y/n told her walking to her door.
"Sound fun! See ya tomorrow y/n"
"Goodnight Ochako." Y/n left and started walking back to their dorm. 'I wonder what the sports festival will be like... why do we even have a sports festival? We're practically showing the entire world what our quirks are, I guess it doesn't matter if they know my quirk. In the end if you're not good enough you'll die. Doesn't matter if your enemy knows everything about you or if they know nothing about you, whoever's strongest will win and whoever's weakest will die. That's the way the world goes round.' Entering their dorm y/n got ready and went to bed the sports festival slowly approaching.
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Not me having a gender identity crisis and not writing at all. Anyway I have ideas many bad funny ideas but in order for me to write those I need more stuff to happen in this story ugh it's so frustrating! Anyway I would like to announce that while I haven't figured out my gender identity I have figured out how discord works.

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