The Switch (KatsuDeku and Villian Deku x Villian Bakugo)

Introduction(ReWrite!!)

Hello! My name is Bee and this is the rewrite of my very first BNHA fanfic. I started this back in December of 2018. This story is the kind of fanfic I hate the most. Inconstant and has no plot. I guess it’s like that because I wanted to fit in so many headcanons all at once but I realize that I can’t do that. So this first part is just me apologizing to those who've read my story and went “The hell is this?!”. Enjoy this intro babes! Also now that I have been around better BNHA fans I now know how to write Katsuki and Izuku without making myself and others cringe. Izuku isn’t a crybaby and Katsuki isn’t a loudmouth who threatens to kill people all the time(he is but you get the idea).  I also want this to be a self(me) insert fic because I have a great idea. And yes, black mina and Blasian Deku. And the plot has changed 100% and so will the story title.

**2nd years**
Katsuki: he/him bi
Izuku: he/ they gay
Hanta: they/ them pan
Mina: she/her bi
Denki: he/ they pan
Eijiro: he/him straight
Ochako: she/her straight
Tenya: he/they straight
Yuuga: he/she/they gay
Asui: she/they aroace
Momo: she/her lesbian
Kyoka: they/them lesbian
Minoru: he/they bi
Shoto: he/they straight
Bee(me): she/they bi, poly

Katsuki sat at his desk staring out the window. He decided he didn’t want to socialize with his small group of friends today, and surprisingly they understood. But that didn’t stop them from sitting next to him while eating their daily snacks. 

“All I’m saying is that this new student could be our type of friend. You can’t get mad at me for that,” Sero said while eating a baby carrot. Kaminari and Ashido stared at them while trying not to laugh. “Okay, but what if they’re a snitch? We don’t like snitches,” Kirishima said. He took a bite of his apple.

“Hey dumbass, you’re not supposed to be eating apples. You have braces,” Katsuki said. He snatched the apple from the redhead and threw it across the classroom. Kirishima whined sadly as he watched his apple get thrown. 

“OW! Who the hell threw that?” an unfamiliar voice yelled. It was a girl standing in the middle of the doorway. She was about 5”3’ in height. Her hair was long black and curly. And god she had a body on her. Her waist was slim and it looks natural on her. Her skin was nice, even chocolate brown. Katsuki turned towards the voice along with the rest of the class of 3-A.

“Holy shit she’s hot,” Jiro said under their breath. Too awestruck by the unfamiliar student the class nodded their heads. Kaminari who felt bold went up to the female who was a couple of inches shorter than him. “I’m Denki Kaminari, and your name must be gorgeous,” he flirted.

The girl froze then raised a brow, “You threw this at me?” she asked. Kaminari stared for a minute then shook his head, “Nah that was Bakugo. He’s been moody since last night. Dunno why,” he shrugged.

“Did you ask him? Maybe he wants to talk about it but not in a setting like this. I dunno, I said that because that’s usually how I am,” she said. She started to play with the ends of her hair, a habit Kaminari noticed as her being nervous. He took both her hands gently and smiled. “Hey, what’s your name, and why are you here? Maybe we can help you with something,” he said softly.

“O-oh um, Bee Thomas, but you can call me Bee. I understand that you guys call people by their last names out of respect for each other but in America, the only time you do that is if you're a soldier. And I’m not,” she said. “I go by she, they pronouns, and I’m supposed to meet Shota Aizawa here in class 3-A. I was supposed to be here last year but I had some mental health complications,” she explained.