Primrose [BnHA Various x Reader]

Part Twenty-Eight | Old Wounds

Heyooo!

Gotta apologize for uploading this so late but work has been just doing the most and been running me ragged. Usually I try to aim to upload once a month but it's been rough this go around. Same with For The King, not sure if it'll be posted today as well so I do apologize for that but thanks so much for being so patient with me 🙏🏽.

This'll be a little heavier and covers the second day off the UA students have after the Sports Festival. Mainly OC dealings again but I do hope you enjoy ^^

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2nd Person POV

Nemuri's Home
8:45 AM

"Okay, that was good!" Ryūhei cheers as you breathe heavily and release your energy spears. You were both in Nemuri's backyard with targets and barriers set up for some training. You'd asked Ryūhei for some pointers and, luckily, most of his morning was free.

Sighing, you fiddle with the sleeves of your compression shirt.

"I dunno what it is, but I can't actually grab my own spears...Even when I summon real weapons, I can't seem to hold them either..." you frown, eyeing the marks your attacks left in the standing targets nearby.

"Hmm...Okay, how about instead of summoning spears, let's try for one physical weapon..." Ryūhei suggests as he cups his chin in thought and you give him a hesitant look.

"That's the problem. I don't know how I even summon them..." your shoulders droop as you turn your gaze to your palms. "Every time I've managed to do it, it was like a sort of do or die kind of situation and the last time I did, it was during the Festival finals." you sigh.

"I caught that before I landed. You did well." Ryūhei praises with a wide smile and you shrink a bit from his praise, still unaccustomed to it. "So do you remember how you did it then?" he asks gently and you release another sigh as you plop onto the ground.

"Not really..." you reply, frustrated as the brunette takes a seat before you. "I remember most of the fight but the end is just all fuzzy now..." you groan as you now press your palms against your head. "I even watched replays from the Festival and I didn't even look...uh, all there?" you offer, your tone now uncertain as, honestly, you didn't even know how to describe what had happened.

Ryūhei hums, folding his arms now with a thoughtful frown on his face.

"That could be due to Syphon's influence on your quirk maybe..." he mutters. "With my Armory, it will take energy to use of course, since I manifest weapons from thought, but Syphon takes energy from others and the surroundings...There must be something that changed when the two merged to become Vampirism...To use Armory successfully, you have to know exactly what item you want and pool your energy to match. When I first got my quirk, knowing the energy output was trial and error...so maybe that's what's affecting yours..." he explains. "You may have a maximum output to meet in order to summon your weapons..."

You give the brunette a thoughtful look as you lean your shoulder against a barrier. "A maximum output..."

"Okay, so, the final wasn't the only match you'd managed to manifest your weapons, if I recall...Do you remember anything leading up to the summoning you did in the match with the two other students?"

"Oh, uh..." you wince as you let your gaze shift elsewhere. "Well, yeah...I mean, I know my quirk responds to my emotions and I sort of pooled the energy I took and channeled my anger into it? About...you guys..." you mumble and Ryūhei grows silent for a moment. You didn't want to imagine what kind of expression he had as a tense silence lingers.