Credit for the base goes to whoever made it. I just got lazy and decided to draw from base.
(M/N), and class 1-A were on a plane, flying to Washington, D.C.
The reason why?
*Flashback*
(M/N) arrived in the classroom, greeting the class members with his usual dead face. He took his seat, and rolled his head to face the window. Everyone stared at him, now confused. He usually talked with them about his problems, but the just watched as he muttered incoherent words, and banged his head against the table several times.
Midoriya gulped, and walked over to (M/N)'s desk. (M/N) sat straight up, just as Midoriya put his hand on the desk. (M/N) was still in his dead faze, so he didn't even realize when he smashed his head hard against the table, or, what he thought was the table, and broke Midoriya's hand. The class cringed, and Midoriya let out a shriek of pain.
(M/N) snapped out of his trance, and saw Uraraka and Iida, along with a few others, asking Midoriya if he was okay. Bakugou, Vienna, Mei, and Rocky walked over to (M/N)'s desk. Bakugou slammed his hand onto the desk, surprising the tired male a bit. He looked up, and saw a scowl on Bakugou's face. There was a hint of worry, since he wasn't growling lowly.
"The fuck was that flame brain?!" Bakugou shouted. (M/N) sighed, and slouched in his seat. "Hana was crying so much last ni-"
"Sit down in your seats. I have something something important to say." Aizawa instructed. Not a moment later everyone was in their seats, and paying attention to him. He nodded, and continued. "Our class was invited to attend the festival of the country fighters."
Midoriya gasped, his eyes lighting up. Everyone else was confused. Sero raised his hand, and spoke. "Sensei, not to interrupt anything, but what is that?"
Midoriya squirmed in his seat. (M/N) noticed this, and chuckled a bit. Aizawa shook his head slightly. "Of course... You wouldn't understand it because it's in America. It's a festival, much like our sports festival, but one pro hero from every country has to fight with each other."
Mina interrupted. "So is that why All Might is usually gone every year for a week?"
Aizawa nodded. "But since All Might is unable to... use his quirk, we have to enroll in Endeavor this year."
Todoroki growled at the mention of his father's name. (M/N) sighed through his nose. Aizawa continued. "Also, this year, they would like to invite one class from their prestigious schools to watch. And-"
"Woo! We get to go!" Denki yelled in excitement. Aizawa glared. "Let me finish."
"Sorry..."
Aizawa sighed. He continued, once again, "And... there has to be one cheerleader from the class. So, you guys pick while I'm napping."
He got into his sleepy thing, and zipped it up. Before he went to sleep though, Mineta interrupted. "It can be anyone, right?"
"Yup."
Mineta cheered, everyone else glaring at him in the process. Mineta pointed to Momo, and yelled, "I would choose you, since you have nice boobs!" He pointed to the other girls, describing why he liked them to be cheerleaders. Eventually, he was wrapped up in tape, silencing his toxic waste of a mouth. (M/N) nodded to Sero in approval. Sero smiled, giving a thumbs up.
Mina raised her hand. "I would love to be cheerleader! It would be so cool!" Uraraka scratched her cheek. "I wouldn't, last time was enough for me."
Everyone conversed with each other, describing their thoughts and feeling about the cheerleader situation. Denki, noticing (M/N)'s silence, pointed to him, and yelled. "Hey, how about him!?!"
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The legend goes on... (ghost rider! reader x bnha)
Actionthis is another x reader story. But this one is a Seme reader. Also, this is yaoi. So, please enjoy.