A/N: Hey, Y'all! It's the weekend and a beautiful Saturday, so of course I retreated to my room with a blanket and some sunflower seeds to post some fanfiction. So yeah, here we are. The first two are obviously for comedy, Jotu is a made up persona and Denki's mood swings are the best. I wrote these as I watched the episode, so though Aizawa SOMEHOW SURVIVES GETTING BODIED BY A GIANT BIRD MONSTER INTO CONCRETE AT SIXTY MILES AN HOUR, I assumed he was dead, and I'm not changing it because the only reason he's alive is how 2 kool for skool of a character he is. I suppose Aizawa is kind of Batman. Then the fourth is a pretty leasurly Bakugo snip that I'm pretty proud of. Hope you enjoy my drabbles, and I wish you well, my friend.

Spoilers for S1 of My Hero Academia. Remember to smile, because it's a great day to be alive :)

Episode: S1 Ep 11 - Game Over

Rating: K+

Warnings: Students are pretty shook

Summary: Grunt is the villain equivalent of working at a fast-food joint, Denki is one of the most fun characters to watch, wait he just got smashed into the ground how in the name of chocolate is Aizawa still alive, and Bakugo is a flaming hot kitten of doom with power hunger issues.


As Jotu floated, glumly glued to other villains who were pushing and pulling at each other, vainly attempting to get free, he had to question what horrible life decisions he had made to get him here.

All he had wanted was to act cooler than he was, make an extra buck, maybe get some revenge on the hero academy for not accepting him, but now everything had gotten out of hand. Now, Jotu was just another low-level grunt, working for a murderous, yet, oddly polite shadow, defeated by some weakling trainees. He sighed. This was totally not worth minimum wage.


WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE! Denki thought to himself, terrified and shaken. IT'S HOPELESS! I'M USELESS! THERE'S NOTHING I CAN DO! "I'm counting on you!" He wailed to his classmates, who of course took that to mean, "Great idea, Denki, let's use you as a human stun gun a.k.a. make you walk the metaphoric plank!" He braced for pain, spears, death, but-

Nothing. He frowned. "Oh, it's working." Wait a sec… I didn't die? Denki wondered inwardly. I DIDN'T DIE! "I'm strong!" Denki flashed a smiling thumbs up. "You can count on me!" And suddenly, everything was awesome again.


They'd come to make sure their teacher was okay, to observe, and possible help a little, but what greeted them was far worse than they could've ever imagined. They wanted to be heroes, and they wanted to help people, but- this was something else.

Mr. Aizawa… Izuku processed, Mr Aizawa is… oh my Lord... He'd never seen that level of brutality, that level of violence in his life. But now, Izuku just couldn't look away. He's gone, now. And he'll never come back. This isn't a game, an exercise, a practice mission… he's gone, and we're all dead without him.


"DIE! DIE! DIE!" Bakugo screamed, smashing into foes like clay pots, demolishing grunt after grunt. Eijiro wanted to rescue their friends, but Bakugo was sure they could handle these idiots. Anyway, they needed to destroy their escape root- if they could lock them down, they could finish them here.

"Were you always so calm and rational?" Eijiro questioned, impressed. Bakugo's blood boiled. "I'm always calm and rational, you spiky-haired punk!" Well, he supposed it could use some work. He was often irrational, but passion was also his greatest weapon. Politeness for power, and he would take that trade any day.