yee haw and stuff

anonymous asked:

What abouy Baku, todo, and Izu with a S/o who is from America and they just ask them everything "Does everyone really say yee-haw in Texas?" "Do the dogs there eat hamburgers too?" "How do you guys do in school "

((ok fun fact I live in texas and so i love when people send in stuff like this bc it gives me a chance to shit talk my homeland lol

also bakugou totally watched this video before asking about this))

“So what’s the fucking deal with the American Midwest?” The two of you were walking back from training when Bakugou asked, entirely out of the blue. Why did he care? What was he talking about? Was this because you were talking about home earlier?
“Can you be specific? There’s a lot of Midwest to reference.”
“Don’t dumbass me! I mean, like, why do they,” he made some confused gesture with his hands, “talk like that?”
You couldn’t help it. You’d never heard him so confused before. You tried to stifle your laughter, you really did, but to no avail. “Hey, stop laughing! It’s a good question!!”
“No, no, sorry man, but like… I really don’t know either. Good old Cornville is hardly the same as the real world and I’m thoroughly convinced it’s all a mass fever dream.”
He was looking at you warily out of the corner of his eye, probably a little embarrassed over making you laugh so hard at a simple question. “So you don’t know?”
“Sorry to disappoint, Baku, but nope. Like I said, it’s a different world. A different language within the same language. Wheat Town is a fucking anomaly, my dear.” Bakugou just rolled his eyes. You could tell he was a little disappointed that he didn’t get an answer, and very embarrassed about asking in the first place. “Why’re you curious, anyway?”
He was staring straight ahead. He was embarrassed! How cute. “You always talk about America, so I guess I was just interested, is all.”
“Aw, it’s sweet of you to take an interest! If that’s the case, I’ll try and answer your questions as best I can.”
“There won’t be any more questions! Fuck off!”


“But yeah, Texas is pretty gross. I mean, unless you like crazy hot weather and really terrible alcohol.” Todoroki gave you a look. “Not like I’ve had alcohol, obviously!”
You had been going through some old pictures when you found some from when you were little and still living in America, and Todoroki had been asking little questions about what it was like. You guys were currently on the southern part of the country, chatting about stereotypes of each region.
“Okay, but does everyone say ‘howdy’ and ‘yee-haw’ and stuff?” You couldn’t hold in a laugh at his accent. Honestly, you’d probably pay him to say more words in English.
“It’s mostly ironic at this point, but yes, most people do. If anyone under the age of 40 is talking like that, you know it’s a joke.”
“Did people ever do that seriously?”
“Stereotypes have to come from somewhere, Todoroki. That was waaaaay back in the day though, so it’s really only super old people from rural areas that actually speak that way, you feel?” He just nodded, satisfied with your answer. “Any more questions?”
“How are you people not dead yet with that pizza?”


“The way school works is so weird here.”
Midoriya looked up from his journal to look you in the eye. “What do you mean? How else would it work?”
“Like, the teachers rotate here.”
“What’s it like in America?”
“The students move. Everyone’s got a different schedule and they just go to the right room at the right time.”
The look on his face could only be described as a mix between confusion and mild fear. “Wait, but then where do you keep your stuff?”
“You take it with you, Midoriya. You don’t carry around that much, and there are lockers you can use if you need.”
“How do you not get lost?”
“Oh, you do.”
“Wait, you said everyone has a different schedule?” You nodded your head. “Then how do you get to know your classmates? That’s a lot of different people!”
“Dude, you don’t become familiar with all of them, that’s ridiculous.”
Midoriya looked back down at his notebook. “America is a large, confusing place.”
You just snickered at him. “Yeah, what else is new?”
“…I’m glad you came here, instead.”