Heat // Bakugo x Reader

Heat // Bakugo x Reader

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Mar 13, 2021
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My Hero Academia
"I'm the best, I've always been the best. If you get in my way it'll be a problem." He sneers. "Fuckin' extra," he roughly, purposely bumps his shoulder against mine as he walks away. Getting close to him would be the hardest, but who was I to back down from a challenge? Everyone else was so personable and friendly, I would find out their weaknesses in no time. I clicked my tongue, this'll be easier than I thought. --------- Y/n is a con artist hired by the League of Villains to infiltrate a top hero university and find out the weaknesses of each rising hero. She's an expert at being detached and cold while seemingly bubbly and sweet, but something about him just fires her up.
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She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.

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