TᕼE ᗰOᑎᔕTEᖇ IᑎᔕIᗪE [1]

enter todoroki's power and the flaming cockshit

the two boys walked up to the battle field, glaring at each other intensely. i swear to god, all this intensity is seriously not necessary. they're just being dramatic assholes.

tell that to them

"shut up, leech."

"at this year's sports festival, both have shown top class performances! midoriya! versus— todoroki! it's like two great rivals fighting against each other! now— start!" present mic shouted out his commentary, and with my stupid enhanced hearing, i winced at how loud he was being.

can i bite his lips off so that he'll shut the fuck up

"i know that wasn't actually a question, but no, you fucking dumbass."

todoroki immediately started off the fight by shooting a trail of ice up at midoriya, who held up his hand, and released a major amount of power that broke the ice before it could actually reach him.

what in the absolute fuck

the wind from the blast was cold, spreading up all the way into the stands, causing people to shout in surprise.

todoroki put a small wall of ice behind him so that he wouldn't fly away from the blast.

"wow! midoriya stopped todoroki's attack!" present mic exclaimed, and i noticed that the green haired boy was clutching his arm.

'that dumbass injured himself again. what the fuck is up with his quirk?'

the same thing happened again, and i could feel the death glares they were giving each other from all the way up here. seriously, what is up with all the animosity? they don't even properly know each other, stop being so fucking hostile for christ's sake.

and again, the half-and-half boy sent another wave of ice, followed by it being blasted away by the broccoli boy.

i jumped slightly at kirishima suddenly coming back and abruptly saying, "it started?!"

"kirishima, good job making it to the second round."

a grin appeared on his face as he turned to the boys sitting in the row behind me.

"yeah, i'll be up against you next, bakugou. let's have a good fight!"

"i'll kill you."

kirishima laughed it off. "i'd like to see you try! but man, you and todoroki can both shoot off powerful attacks that cover a lot of ground. like 'bam!"

"and you can do it with no time lag," sero added, frowning slightly.

"i'm not just shooting them off. don't underestimate 'em. if you overuse your muscles, the muscle fibers tear, and if you keep running, you'll run out of breath," the explosive blond said smartly, and i stared in shock at how non-explosive he had just been.

when the hell is this jerk face not explosive

"jerk face? that's the best you could come up with? normally it's 'asshole' or 'pussy' or even 'dumbass'," i mumble sarcastically, turning away from the boys behind me.

shut the fuck up

"quirks are physical abilities, too. they must also have some kind of limit."

"if you think about it like that, i guess that makes sense..." kirishima trailed off, seeming to actually be thinking about it.

"then, against the instant-killer todoroki, midoriya wants..."

we continue to watch the fight, as todoroki sends yet another ice blast at his opponent. midoriya sent the icy wind flying again, looking as if he were in a lot of pain (which he probably is considering he's breaking his fucking fingers one by one).