Y/n Is throwing hands, catching feelings, spilling tea and snatching weaves. Oh, yeah! And she's a hero, too.
this story was started in 2019, and is undergoing extreme revamping (as of April 2023). Please excuse errors and *GODAWFUL* relationship dy...
After the quirk exercises, it was lunch. Y/n was naturally swarmed with admirers and curious classmates. I won't get into that, because it's boring. Anyways, class 1-A was just sitting through a boring history lesson taught by the most boring teacher when suddenly...
"I AM COMING THROUGH THE DOOR LIKE A NORMAL PERSON!" All Might, the Symbol of Peace, and number one hero yelled. Some of 1-A's students jumped, or cried out in surprise. Y/n didn't, though. She just sleepily muttered a 'shut the fuck up' before drifting off into DreamLand... again.
"YOUNG KUMA-SAN! I'D ADVISE YOU TO AWAKEN AND PAY ATTENTION! IT'S HERO TIME!"
"O-Oh, shut it, you old geezer! I w-was listening either way." Y/n glared sleepily.
"Kuma-San! Don't disrespect the Symbol of Peace-!" Iida cut himself off as a murderous expression appeared on Y/n's face.
"It's just A-All M-Might." Y/n explained nonchalantly. She blushed at peoples stares.
"A-ANYWAY! IT'S TIME FOR HERO TRAINING!" All Might shouted, whipping out a card reading 'Battle'. "THIS IS WHAT YOU'VE BEEN WAITING FOR!" Steel cases emerged from a wall on shelves, each sporting a shiny black number. "GRAB YOUR ASSIGNED CASE, AND I'LL MEET YOU ALL OUTSIDE!" The number one hero raced out of the door as his students scrambled for the cases.
Y/n hung back, not wanting to be pushed around any more than necessary. She grabbed her case, number fourteen, and began her pursuit of her chaotic classmates.
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"Oh my goodness, Kuma-San! You look so cute! I just wanna squish your boob-"
"Mina!" The said girl was slapped on the arm softly.
"W-Well, th-thanks, I g-guess...." Y/n wrung her hands in front of her chest nervously. This costume wasn't the one she'd submitted a design for. She had come up with one similar to Kyoka Jiro's, and made the mistake of asking her auntie Nemuri Kayama for advice. The design her aunt came up with was rejected by Y/n herself, and both of her father figures. Still, she found herself dressed in this tight outfit.
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(I'm gonna sub the heels for some Pointe shoes, and take out the thigh-high stockings, kk? Ooh, also creds to original artist!)
"I think you look rockin', Kuma-Chan!" Uraraka called, dressed in her own hero outfit.
"As do I, N/n-san." Momo nodded in agreement.
"Th-Thanks! You guys look absolutely stunning! All of you!" Y/n cheered. "Though, this corset make me feel awfully exposed." She said, gesturing to her chest, which looked like it'd pop out after any sudden movement.
"Kuma-Chan, I didn't take you for one to submit a design like... that..." Hagakure admitted, shyly toying with her gloves.
"O-Oh! Um, this isn't the design I created..."
"Eh? Then who designed your hero costume?" The girls chimed in unison.
"Uh... It was actually Midnight."
"The R Rated hero?!"
"Yep! That's her! Good ol' Nemuri Kayama!" Y/n chuckled tensely. The girls squealed in awe, baffling Y/n with the amount of questions they were asking.
"Hey... Can you guyth hear what the girlth are talking about?" A short boy in a diaper-esque costume asked with his ear pressed against the changeroom wall.
"Mineta you pervert. Get the hell away from there!" Hanta Sero demanded, dragging the said boy away from the thin wall.
"A-Actually, I'm kinda interested..." Denki Kaminari piped up. "I'm sure it wouldn't be dirty or anything... Cus, they're girls, right?" Most of the boys nodded in somewhat agreement.
"Alright, Mineta. You should let us know what the girl's were excited about!" Kaminari urged.
"They were talking about how Kuma-Than's cothtume wath designed by the R Rated hero Midnight!" Mineta exclaimed in delight, sporting a bloody nose and perverted expression. Many of his male classmate's looked at eachother with either curiosity, doubt, or glee in their expression. "I jutht can't wait to thee how much thkin is showing!" The purple-haired pervert was rubbing his hands together excitedly.
"Die, you pathetic worm!" Bakugou kicked Mineta out of his way, and exited the changeroom. "Tch. Who even cares about breasts when they're training to be a damn hero?" He muttered, glaring at Mineta in disgust over his shoulder
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Now Bakugou knows why people care about breasts. He watched his female classmates strut across the field, barely trying to hide the fact he was checking them out.
"*wolf whistle* Those girls are lookin' real good, eh, Bakugou?" Kaminari elbowed bakugou jokingly, wearing his own single-stream nosebleed.
"Shut up, Dunce Face!" The mentioned snapped, threatening to blow Kaminari's face off, while showing a light blush off on his own. Bakugou just turned back to the girls, an unreadable expression on his face.
"So, are you and Midoriya a thing now?" Bakugou's attention peaked. It seemed 'Raccoon Eyes' was pestering someone. Katsuki saw her walking beside someone with silver and h/c hair. He watched as Mina pushed the girl light-heartedly, and she stumbled and fell, catching herself on a fluffy cloud.
"Oh shit!" Bakugou breathed, replaying the moment in his mind slowly. "That was Kuma, wasn't it?!" He glanced around, checking to see if anyone was watching him. No such luck. He focused his carmine eyes on the h/c-ette, praying that wasn't her real costume. "No way... That's way too revealing for her... tastes." He speculated, seeing as he had only seen Y/n wearing baggy sweatshirts and capri shorts, or dresses.
"WOW! THEY SAY CLOTHES MAKE THE PROS, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN! I CAN NOW CONFIRM THAT IT MUST BE TRUE!"
"Of course! Look at my cape! Isn't it tres fabuleux-?"
"EVERYBODY SETTLE DOWN! OUR ACTIVITY FOR TODAY IS... A TRIAL BATTLE! YOU WILL ALL BE GROUPED IN PAIRS...EXCEPT YOUNG KUMA! SHE WILL BATTLE ME ONE-ON-ONE!"
"Great!" Y/n squealed, clapping excitedly. She was bouncing in anticipation, making her costume's short skirt fluff up, and her breasts to bounce with her.
"EVERYONE! MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION UP HER, PLEASE!" All Might asked, pointing to a board that appeared out of nowhere. "HERE ARE THE PAIRS!" He pointed to the board.
Fist up was Izuku and Ochako vs. Bakugou and Iida.
