#quirkhearted

[blackberryjaami]

So tis official, my quirky chaotic ass is autistic. Well, not just the ass but the whole person….you catch my meaning🫠😅 I thought I was prepared but boy was I not prepared. Knowing a thing IS NOT the same as knowing a thing, ya know?

Before receiving the diagnosis, I had to become more comfortable with talking about with others and even believing it myself.

Weirdly enough I don’t feel out of place in the world today. I’m gonna enjoy the feeling while it lasts.

[redxriiot]

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Chisaki vc: …What on earth is in there?

         “O fuck–” Shit, shit, he’s been spotted, sCATTER- “Errm, nothin’! Nothin’, Boss! Imma just...run over to the lockerooms, MAN, am I beat from explorin’–”

[ericense]

“I did, didn’t I?”, She boasts, thrilled. To Eri, there was nothing egotistical about Tenko’s words. Rather she considered them truthful, because after all he was the best gamer in all of Japan, wasn’t he? She certainly thinks so. Nobody else she’s watched or played against comes close so for now, Tenko’s spot on her pedestal remains.

With the peak of her celebration over Eri takes her place back on the couch, bouncing somewhat with the enthusiasm she’d moved with. Both hands gripping onto her controller she hums, contemplating what sort of merch she’d like. It had taken a long time for her to feel comfortable with accepting things but nowadays Eri sees gift-giving for the kind gesture it was, and the opportunity for Yoshi’s too good to pass up.

“A… Plushie? My room’s covered in stuff already, a poster wouldn’t fit!”

[ @ericense — cont. from ✦ ]

His smile grew warm as he saw her celebrate, his own controller resting on his thigh as he sat beside her on the couch. “Yeah, you did! Proud of you, after all, you did just beat one of the best gamers in all of Japan.” A little conceited? Perhaps. But it was all to bolster her up.

He laughed a little at her question, nodding. “Yeah, it can be Yoshi. What kind of merch would you like? Plushie, poster?” Thank goodness being a hero payed well, so he could easily get her more than one piece of merch, should she want more than one thing. And he was totally happy to do so, anyway.

[pluviacuratio-a]

@quirkhearted || ♫

{ ♪ } -- She’d finally managed to break away from the crowd and wriggle her way into hiding. The sudden sound of the piano immediately caught her attention. Turning her head this way and that, she followed the sound until she found the rescue hero plucking away at the keys. Leaning against the wall, she smiled softly and let her eyes close as she listened. 

   The regen hero waited patiently until the song was over, only to raise her hands and let soft applause fill the silence. 

     “I never would’ve guessed you played. I’m pretty handy with a set of keys myself, y’know.”

    Bella lifted herself from the wall and approached, hands behind her back. Once she was within arm’s length of the piano, she looked down at it lovingly. 

     “When I was little, I dreamed of being a concert pianist.”

[fateopposed]

“You’re... the Rescue Hero Wither, aren’t you?”

Ochako’s eyes widen as she recognizes the man in front of her. She may not be as big of a Hero buff as Deku, but even she has heroes that she’s a fan of. Wither just happens to be one of them - both as a hero who specializes in rescue, and a hero with a Quirk that reminds her just a little of her own. Of course, his Quirk is also very different from hers in a lot of ways... sometimes, she’s wondered if it was hard for him growing up, dealing with a Quirk that could destroy things so easily, and she can’t help but admire the work he does.

“I’m looking forward to working with you!” she suddenly announces, with just a little too much energy in her voice. Even though she’s done it before, working with real Pros always makes her  nervous... though it comes with a desire to prove herself that she hopes will spur her on.

“I won’t let you down!”

@quirkhearted​ ( starter for Tenko! )

[xiindomitable]

quirkhearted·:

Fingers occupied themselves with the drawstrings of his hoodie as he waited, face slightly hidden by the hood itself. He knew Keigo wasn’t against team-ups, the man seemingly always willing to make time for Tenko as well. Yet, there was still these nerves. Tenko wasn’t exactly… desirable (or at least he thought so) when it came to other heroes requesting to collaborate. Well, other than Miruko, Touya, and members of Chisaki’s Agency.

With the amount of Quirk-related incidents and outbursts he’d had over the years, it was a miracle his license hadn’t been revoked. As well as the rough patch Keigo and himself went through with Tenko’s trust in him being downright corroded. But they’d worked through that (somehow, with how stubborn Tenko was when it came to grudges) and now the winged hero was honestly one of the few people Tenko’d call a friend.

Body tensed upon Keigo’s first response, eyes flitting upwards. Oh, of course he’d be surprised! Him just springing that on the other out of nowhere like that! He never should’ve even entertained the thought ever since it’d entered his head. Who’d wanna team up with a hero with a Quirk like his- Oh.

Grip tightened on the drawstrings as he quickly replied with a step backward, “If- if you don’t want-” He was down… he was down. He wanted to team up, be that search-and-rescue team together. With him. Red eyes lit up, a smile gradually forming. He then brought the hood down, briefly running his fingers through his hair to fluff it out.

He then took a deep breath before finally saying, “…Alright. Cool.”

          Keigo’s feathers ruffled a little as he nodded. “We, uh-” His voice caught a little, then out tumbled a laugh from his lips. Seriously, this...ahh, this was great! An official team up with Tenko, BEING an official team with Tenko. HIM!

          God, if Hawks mere months ago had been told this would come to pass, oh, what a LOOP he would have been thrown for.

          “We should probably give the big guy a head’s up about this, huh? Get that paperwork out of the way, get it all sorted?” Which would be entirely Toyomitsu’s jurisdiction because, honestly, Keigo still had ZERO idea how to manage the paperwork for any of the official hero business nor the real will too ( thank fuck Little Red was easy enough to bribe any other day ). “Maybe...chill a bit and plan out stuff or game while we wait for him too?” Assuming Tenko didn’t have all that sorted already. But then again, he’d seemed just as floored to get a positive reaction to his offer as Keigo had getting it, so-

           “I, uh-” Keigo’s feather’s floofed a bit as he flusteredly gestured. “Sorry, m’probably getting ahead of myself here. I just...thank you for choosing me for this.” 

[belovedblossoms-m]

@quirkhearted liked for a starter w/ ​ Ochako Uraraka !

          “Hey! That was like, super impressive, Shinsou! I didn’t know you could do that too--can you teach me that again?” Even though she does not have such a similar quirk to his own, it was still good to learn and understand another’s own kind. Especially when they will be getting to work together in some cases or emergencies. “You think I could maybe do something like that too with my own quirk? Although it could be even stronger together!”

[black-watchs-cowboy]

@quirkhearted​ started following you

‘‘Well well well. What do we have here~”

[victoryclaimed]

quirkhearted liked ✧ for a starter   !

                               “can i. . . can i hold onto you?" voice is quiet, gaze flickering around. "there's. . . so many people. . ."

[alcoholtm--a]

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          “it’s been so warm out, i think it’s nice to finally be able to cool off at the pool,” the class had been working hard the past few hours in the blistering heat, so being able to enjoy the coolness of the water, it was more than nice, it was refreshing.

[blackberryjaami]

Damn it’s been a minute since I could gather my thoughts enough to write a coherent sentence. Now all I can think to say is what fresh hell awaits me now.

[redxriiot]

@quirkhearted​ replied to your post:

Shinsou (a known edgelord & emo) vc: Lmao-

        “Oi, oi, pipe down there, Mr. Got-an-Edgy-Cool-Hero-Name...!” He’s gonna playfully lob a cushion over at the lad, for good measure.

[xiindomitable]

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A garden? That had him perking up a tad, head tilting a bit before following after her. To think he’d made several trips down to this school before… well, he left… and had never stumbled across this garden. From what he could see, it was well-maintained and quite a calming place, away from the main area around the building. His kind of place, really. Gaze surveyed the flowers and plants as he came to a stop. It got him thinking; maybe he should invest in some fake plants for his apartment- Oh. Oh.

Pangs of guilt struck his chest, a shocked expression forming. “Really…?” Mere moments later, a frown replaced it, gaze averting from her. Hands clutched into tight fists, just barely feeling nails through gloves. “I mean… I like it. Looks nice.” He probably would’ve enjoyed it back then, found it just as relaxing as it was for her. A relief from the awkwardness of his presentation, that must’ve been her plan, seeing how anxious he was. Even though they’d only just met, she was already showing how immensely caring she could be. Something he’d grow to admire, and something he didn’t think he deserved after what he’d done.

But, yes, he had to go before she could show him. If he recalled right, Taishiro needed his assistance, or… was it Chisaki? Whatever, the exact details didn’t matter now.

Okay, there was nothing stopping the involuntary smile at her little attempt at a gaming joke. If there was one way to get him to relax, it was anything involving video games. And he honestly needed that more than ever now, because he truly was entering the final boss fight. Better pick the right dialogue options.

“Okay, uh… first… just wanna say I’m sorry. Now, I- I know that doesn’t fix everything, but just to get that out there.”

         Maybe taking a seat would have been the far better option.

         Truth be told, while his apology had been something she knew was coming, she still felt the heavy weight of it bearing down on her. Made her falter, because of how sincere he sounded. And she knew he was, he was never one to lie, or–well, she was sure he wasn’t. Could she believe that now-

          “I appreciate it,” she finally said, dashing her own thoughts before they could run further. Her voice remained carefully measured, even if the slight quaver in hit would no doubt give her away. No doubt, because Tenko was always so sensitive to others. His anxious nature mirrored her own, a tendency to scrutinize others to properly attempt to navigate an interaction. In her case, to diffuse the worst into something far more manageable ( thank whatever god was out there her father had taken to reining himself back for her sake nowadays too ), to extract herself and/or others from some interaction that could turn for the worse. Not that she could–nor would dare–do the latter now, but-

          “A-and you’re right. It doesn’t...fix things.” Apologies certainly weren’t enough to fix what happened with her family. But her father was trying to to more than offer pretty words to appease them and the hurt he’d caused. And knowing that, doubtless that Tenko, a better man than he, would be willing to do the same and more. “But it’s a start. A new one. Or, I-I hope it can be." 

          Was she conceding too easily? God, she didn’t know-

          “I just...” Fuyumi took a slow breath, shaking her hands a slight to brush off the frost on them. “I want, no, need, to know where we can stand from here.” How much of her family’s situation did he know, exactly? How much could she share? No, that always felt too raw for her to bring up, and using it now to strengthen her plea...no, she couldn’t do that to him. Even if...certain ways he acted had her wondering if maybe he might know the feeling from a more personal experience. But- “I want to be friends again. I do, Tenko, I really do. But I...” Her breath caught, a moment, two, then...ah, beating around the bush did no good here–

           “Tenko, last we spoke, you left me on a less than pleasant note, and– well, I’m being generous with that phrasing. And that...I’ve–I’ve been wracking my brain trying to figure out what it is I’ve done wrong to have caused that. What I did or didn’t do, if maybe I might have hurt you and justified the way you acted. But I’ve–I...I can’t come up with anything. So for a start, I just want to know. Why?”

[xiindomitable]

@quirkhearted​ replied to your post:

Tenko vc: HEY, I could easily pull off the bad boy vibe, I mean, first impressions considered- Oh. 😳

           “So you can pull off the bad boy shtick AND are a shy guy? Well, aren’t you shaping up to be a real man after my own heart?” Alright, was she trying to tease and fluster him up a bit? Perhaps- “Heh, more than you already are, anyway-”

[oceanxveiined]

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Tenko vc: *You're* the bane of *my* existence-

         “Aww, the feeling’s mutual? Glad to see you falling for the Taunt left a real lasting impression.”

[pluviacuratio-a]

@quirkhearted || ♥

{ ♪ } -- Seraphim was not an aggressive sort of hero. Despite her temper and her tendencies to jump without thinking, she was actually a very patient woman. This didn’t tend to affect her overly bubbly personality, though.

     “Tenko!”

   The latest object of her affections was a fellow hero, Tenko Shimura. She was determined to make friends with the rescue hero, no matter how much effort it took.

     “Did you want to grab some lunch, maybe? I know a really nice little cafe down the street!”