BNHA Oneshots

Bakugo's Route

"Okay, let's go, Bakugo." I chewed my lip, glancing hopefully at the blonde. He smirked cockily, glaring down at me suggestively. "Tch, you sure? You might regret it later, Y/n." Bakugo ran his tongue over his teeth while I turned away, blushing furiously. "Y-Y-Yeah, of course I'm sure!" Kirishima locked eyes with me, his smile soft and sad. "Ah... Kirishima,"

Before I could finish, Kirishima jumped up, a bright toothy grin replacing his old one. "Well, I better get going! Don't worry, Y/n. If you left this job to me, it just means that you trust me more, right?!" He held out his hand to help me up and I gladly took it with a small giggle. "Right!" Flashing a quick thumbs up, he ran off to where I had said the hole was.

A hand grabbed my wrist forcefully, pulling me toward the villain copies. "Here's the plan," Bakugo's gruff voice was surprisingly quiet. "Let's beat the living shit outta them." He was staring at me with complete seriousness; I couldn't help but nod in agreement. "I'm down for that."

"Ha, and this is why I like you." We jumped up over the crates and charged at the copies. Instantly, Bakugo let off a series of explosions, taking care of a few right off the bat. "Hey, save some for me, will ya?!" Bakugo snickered, his palms smoking. "Well then you better be fast because they won't be around for long!" I laughed at his snarky retort, my eyes trained on the two that were running up toward me.

I nimbly jumped of the rail of the ship, contorting the metal sole on my boots so that they became riddled with spikes. The iron smashed into a copy's face, causing it to disappear in a wispy cloud. The second one threw a punch toward me, but I grabbed onto his arm, flipping over in mid air. I shook my hands, sending the bracelets on my wrists down into my palms. At my command, the metal deformed from a cute bangle into a pair of thick brass knuckles.

"Eat this!" I shouted, using the momentum of my fall to add to the intensity of my punch. The metal smashed into his cheek and I used the opportunity to slide the weapon up into his eye. While the copy fell, I safely landed on the ground. Bakugo looked at me from across the deck, grinning proudly before turning his attention back to his opponents.

The copy that I had just punched groaned, pushing himself up from the wooden floor. He jerked his jaw back into place with a loathing in eyes; or, well, eye. The other was swollen shut, which left him completely open in his right side. I was about slid over to his blind spot, but with surprising speed, the copy closed the distance between us and went to catch me in the stomach.

Despite his swiftness, I was still faster. My entire skin tight body suit hardened at my will; the black fabric was a special blend that was woven with titanium so that I could turn it into armor if need be. I heard his fingers crack against the solid material, the breakage causing him to wince. I softened the fabric again and forced my knuckledusters to grow large spikes. While to copy was still hesitating, I caught his jaw hard with an uppercut. That's all it took for him to disappear like the one before.

As I expected, more copies came to fill the spots of their buddies; this time five came to attack me at once. Two jumped on me, latching onto my back and legs, but I had acupuncture needles hidden all over my body; with one simple flick of my wrist, they flew out, ripping through my suit and digging into the necks of the copies. They disappeared into smoke clouds once the points sliced through their skin, even though I had made sure to avoid any vital points. "Huh, so they should disappear once they've reached the limit of passing out. Well, that makes things easier."

The other three sprang at me without the slightest bit of hesitation. I reached down into my bra, throwing three metal posts into the air. They connected, turning into a long metal staff. With one swipe, I knocked the copies off of their feet. I used the pole to jump up, landing on one with my spiked boots. As for the other two, I sent out more needles, embedding them into their necks.