A crossover between Tokyo Revengers [東京リベンジャズ] and My Hero Academia [僕のヒーローアカデミア]
Yaoyorozu Momo x Reader (Fanfic)
⚠️ ALL BNHA CHARACTERS DOESN'T BELONG TO ME BUT THE CREATOR, =>[KOHEI HORIKOSHI]
⚠️ ALL TOKYO REVENGERS CHARACTERS DOESN'T BELONG TO M...
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Y/n tap his foot against the ground impatiently, observing every option the machine has. His finger went to push a button with 350¥ written on it. When the melon soda has dropped, he took it out and put it in his pocket, buying some other for his friends.
Before Midnight could announce the next tournament, he went off to the nearest beverage vending machine. Running on full speed earlier really did made him choke on air.
"Y/n! There you are- c'mon, man. We gotta pick teams!" Jiro yelled at him while Y/n stare at him with an extremely confused expression.
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"Bitch- that's why you gotta listen when someone starts talking damnit!" Jiro huffed, dragging Y/n by his collar back to the arena. "Yo- wait! Stawp, you're gonna make me drop my drinks.." he whined, watching the canned beverages roll further away as she drag him.
Y/n stood in the middle of chaos with weirded out expression, not knowing what to do as others starts to form teams. He saw Shinso and walked towards him. "Team?" He pointed at himself and Shinso continuously until the other agreed.
Y/n smiled, even if only people could see nothing but his eyes. "Great! Let's go hunt a Tetsu!" He beamed as he link his arm with Shinso who sweatdropped at the act.
There's about a few seconds left. Y/n had kidnapped Tetsutetsu from his class. It has been decided that he'll be the head while the others are the 'servants'.
The boy made himself comfortable on the shoulders of Shinso and Tetsutetsu, being a group of 3. With his placement as the fifth person to arrive in the stadium earlier, they all have some pretty good points. Y/n tighten the headband on his head, letting his hair cover the numbers.
"You ready, kids?!" Midnight grinned. She whipped her whip and tell out a start as the screen shows a 4 minutes timer.
Y/n smirked smugly under his mask, lifting a finger up as his eyes kept set on targets around him as his left hand raises creating a wind boundaries that protects his teams from the incoming attackers.
