#quirks

[literaryvein-reblogs]

Writing Ideas: 200+ Character Quirks

Behavioral Quirks

always wants to sit facing the door

bites lip when thinking or trying to remember something

chain smokes

chews gum all the time

clears throat frequently

eating all of one type of food before moving on to the next item on the plate

flipping hair back over one’s shoulders

grasping a fork or spoon with one’s full fist to eat

jingles keys

laughs very loud

licks lips frequently

makes humming noises

makes very intense eye contact with people

moves around a lot when talking to a group

paces when thinking

points at people when talking to them

prefers to sit on the end of a row rather than between people

sniffs frequently

snorts when laughing

taps chin or nose when thinking

taps fingernails on surfaces

tends to giggle

uses air quotes when talking

very distinctive laugh noises

whistles the tune to songs

Communication Style Quirks

chats nervously when there is lull in conversation

chooses words very carefully; speaks in an exacting way

describes things very precisely

doesn’t speak up unless directly asked a question

embellishes or exaggerates stories or information

enunciates words very precisely

gestures a lot when talking

habitually avoids eye contact

hinting at one wants rather than stating it directly

insists on face-to-face conversations (rather than phone or text)

insists on having the last word

makes up a nickname for everyone

pauses a long time before speaking

restating what other people have already said

speaks in a way such that statements come across like questions

speaks with an accent

talking to oneself

talks very fast

talks with a sing-songy cadence

unreadable facial expressions

uses a particular dialect

very expressive facial expressions

very reserved in demeanor

winks at people when talking to them

Eating- and Drinking- Related Quirks

always orders the same food in a restaurant

barely chews food before swallowing

brings snacks everywhere

burps or belches loudly at the end of meals

constantly talks about dieting

counts the number of chews before swallowing

drinks coffee or tea very frequently

eats while driving the car

extremely delicate eater

grazes throughout the day

makes nasty remarks about other people’s food

makes sure everyone knows they’re vegan

messy eater

only eats organic food

picks food off other people’s plates

prefers junk food to home-cooked meals

pretends to be a dainty eater but pigs out in private

refuses to eat leftovers

snacks excessively

takes huge bites of food

takes other people’s food without asking

tries to win over everyone to their way of eating

tucks a napkin into one’s shirt when eating

wont’ eat in front of other people

won’t eat food that other people cook

Personality Quirks

adrenaline junkie

brags about one’s own accomplishments

high levels of enthusiasm

likes to be the center of attention

makes assumptions about others’ motives

makes snap judgements about other people

needs the approval of others

obsessive about personal hygiene

overly trusting of other people

plans things to the most minute detail

quick to recognize others accomplishments

seeks adventure or new experiences

seeks stability

suspicious or distrustful of others

takes credit for other’s work

tendency to one-up other people’s accomplishments

tendency to pull for the underdog

tendency to react emotionally

tendency to respond objectively

tendency to take things personally

tenderhearted nature

tends to be argumentative just for the sake of arguing

tends to see how things unfold without planning ahead

very outgoing in demeanor

won’t touch people, even to shake hand

Physical Traits and Quirks

a lot of freckles

a lot of tattoos or unusual tattoos

always too cold

always too warm

asymmetrical features

athletic build

different color eyes

distinctive moles

extremely tall or short

lanky build

messy, free-flowing hair

missing or extra appendages

perfectly coiffed hair

red nose

twitchy eye

unique birthmark

unusual color eyes

unusual facial features

unusual hair color

unusual hair style

very long fingernails

weight range

Posture Quirks

crossing legs at the ankle when seated

favors one side vs. the other when standing

frequently shifts from side to side

lays head down on desk or table

leaning back in ones chair

leans in toward people who are speaking

leans on things when standing up

leans to one side when standing

looks straight ahead

propping one’s feet up on furniture

rests head in hands when seated

shifting from one foot to another when standing

shifts or squirms when sitting

sitting with one’s legs crossed

stands or sits extremely still

stands up extremely straight

stands with hands behind back

stands with hands on hips

stands with hyperextended knees

tends to lean away from people

tends to slouch

tends to stretch a lot

tilts head down most of the time

Quirky Movements and Walking Habits

adjusting sleeves frequently

bouncing one’s leg when sitting

bouncy walk

cracking knuckles frequently

determined, purposeful walk

enters rooms hesitantly

extent to which a person’s arms swing when they walk

loose limbed way of walking

meandering walk

often breaks into a jog when walking

picking at nail polish

pulling down on one’s jacket or skirt

pulling sleeves down over one’s hands

scratches one’s head frequently

scratching one���s face

shakes foot when sitting with legs crossed

sidles up to people

takes large steps

takes tiny, mincing steps

tends to push past other people abruptly

tugging a sweater or jacket from left to right

twisting to crack one’s back or next

walks at a very rapid pace

walks with a limp

walks with an even stride

Signature Accessories

always carries an umbrella

always wears a scarf

carries a briefcase everywhere

carries a huge purse

constantly wears a hat

has earbuds in (or headphones on) all the time

is never seen without a certain piece of jewelry

keeps a pocket square in a suit jacket

keeps sunglasses on all the time

never seen without a backpack

totes a pet in one’s purse or other bag

uses a pocket watch

wears a flower in one’s hair

wears a headband

wears a large fitness tracking device

wears a lot of jewelry

wears a nametag

wears an overcoat or other distinctive outerwear

wears bangle bracelets that jingle

wears enormous earrings

wears huge glasses

wears socks with weird patterns or in strange colors

Signature Clothing Style

always looks perfectly pressed

always wears boots

always wears tennis shoes

appears to have been professionally styled

becomes disheveled with very little activity

doesn’t worry about whether clothing items coordinate with each other

dresses in a flashy style

dresses in exercise apparel even when not exercising

dresses in very revealing apparel

overdresses or underdresses for occasions

squeezes into clothing that is to small

wears cheap knock-offs of designer fashions

wears clothes made for much younger people

wears loose fitting clothes

wears only designer labels

wears shorts even when it’s freezing outside

wears socks with sandals

wears stiletto heels all the time

wears the latest styles

wears the same color clothing all the time

wears the same style of clothes all the time

wears very outdated styles

wears wrinkled clothes

Other Quirks to Consider for Characters

answers for other people instead of letting them speak

complains about everything

constantly complains about aches and pains

constantly correcting other people’s grammar

constantly misplaces certain items, like keys or glasses

expects unquestioning loyalty from people

frequently gets hiccups

gets heavily involved in campaigning for political candidates

has hypochondriac tendencies

holds other people to higher standards than themselves

is easily influenced or swayed

makes snap judgements about other people

makes unusual snoring noises

participates in marches and protests

quick to find fault in others

seeks out flattery

seems to turn all conversations political

takes in stray animals frequently

tends to look for the bright side in every situation

tends to make biased remarks about others

Source ⚜ More: References ⚜ Writing Resources PDFs 600+ Personality Traits ⚜ 170 Quirks ⚜ 100 Sensory Words

[quirkwizard]

How do you think a quirk based on manipulating the user's mass (i.e. increasing or decreasing it) would work? And what would be some potential applications of it?

Well, I did something similar with "Great Weight" and "Lift Off", respectively. Still, I can do them both together.

I see it working as an Emitter type Quirk that allows the user to alter the mass of their body. This makes it able to increase and decrease it up to a factor of ten, becoming one-tenth their weight or ten times heavier. This acts as a sliding scale, and the user can choose where they fall on it at any point, such as going from one end to the other in an instant. The user is protected from the extreme changes in weight and the byproducts of it, like not being crushed under their own weight or from falling too hard weight becoming heavier. This does not alter the user's density, only the effects gravity has on them. This gives the user a good mix of options, their unique control over their body letting them float and fall as they wish. They can leap great distances, smash down on opponents, float out of the way of attacks, weight down people to keep them from moving, or just lie about how heavy they are. Though the user's mobility is greatly affected by their weight and makes it difficult to move, either being easily pushed around when they're lighter or having trouble moving due to the extra weight. The user will need to be aware of these changes and how they affect their body, which can go wrong if they aren't careful. A possible name for the Quirk could be "Massometer".

[autumnmobile12]

Headcanon that when Fuyumi manifested her Quirk, she accidentally froze the kitchen floor in knee-deep ice and Rei right along with it.

...

Rei: So Fuyumi manifested her Quirk and, long story short, I need you to come home and melt me out of the floor.

Endeavor: ...can you get Touya to do it?

Rei: He's two. And he's a little upset about the floor situation because, and I quote, 'his legs don't work' because, 'the floor broke.' It took him forty-five minutes to Bambi-scramble across the ice in order to bring me my phone so I could call you.

Endeavor: All right, I'll be home in twenty. Stay put.

Rei: Duh. .... I can hear you laughing, Enji, and for the record, this had better not be an office story tomorrow.

[punchablelunchable]

Harry takes the steps two at a time, but Draco takes them one at a time at lightning speed

Draco gets tattoos but Harry gets piercings (Luna does most of them)

Draco says babe and baby but Harry says love

Draco loves when Harry wears crop tops but Harry loves it when Draco wears Muggle suits

Draco has to be practically forced to share his trauma but Harry brings his up casually bc he thinks it's normal

Tall Draco and top Harry

Draco becomes the potions professor and Harry becomes the DADA professor

Draco can't stay asleep but Harry can't fall asleep

Draco's love language is acts of service (followed by words of affirmation) but Harry's is gift giving (followed by physical touch)

Draco runs but Harry weight lifts (both think the others build and ability is extremely hot)

[animestsstuff2]

DynamightX is typing…

Bakugou Katsuki! X FemReader

Prompt: in which you are unknowingly texting Bakugou Katsuki

There will be abbreviations used for the messaging parts just things like u instead of you to fit todays texting!

Content warning: bakugou insulting you, slight crushing on Kirishima! (Lowkey love Kiri)

♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎♡︎

You rolled over from your previous position snatching your phone from the charging cable and squinting at the bright light. You couldn’t sleep at all. A sigh left your lips as you opened the messaging app you had downloaded a while ago.

Denki likes to use it when you guys are playing online games. You scrolled past your usual group chat which had a few notifications, most likely Denki can’t sleep either and is begging someone to play with him. You had joined a few different chat rooms, one was related to your quirk and a few others just had relating interests to you.

You scrolled down finding an active one and just as you went to join your message request pinged. Your brows pinched together as you checked the message box. You didn’t recognise the name at all.

DynamightX has sent you a message request!

None of your friends from UA had this username and you couldn’t think of anyone else. You clicked onto it. It was late and you were bored, what harm could come of it?.

DynamightX: why ya even in that chat if you’re not gonna talk about your quirk.

Your brows furrowed as you read the message. Who was this guy? Your mind quickly went to the chat you were in for quirks. It had a few people in it with varying quirks. You swiped onto the chat and typed their name.

Nothing—they hadn’t talked about their quirk once. They only ever spoke to insult someone else’s quirk—jerk. You clicked the profile and scrolled seeing they weren’t in any other chats except that one and had nothing in their bio. You swiped back onto the message request and began typing. Your knees bent and legs swaying in the air as you pulled your pillow further under your chin.

XAmethysta_: you’ve never talked about ur quirk either so why are u bothering me for?

DynamightX: i at least talk in that chat room. Bet ur some quirkless loser nerding out over other peoples.

Your jaw literally dropped as you felt yourself grow angry. Who the hell was this person? You typed back furiously.

XAmethysta_: i am not quirkless and even if i was that doesn’t make me a loser. Ur a loser for msging me about this, got nothing better to do?

DynamightX: I obviously have something better to do. U clearly don’t tho stalking that dumb chat.

XAymethysta_: good go do it then and stop bothering me.

You swiped off the app and turned your phone off rolling back over and closing your eyes. You eventually drifted off to sleep after continuously tossing and turning in frustration over what that person said to you.

He must absolutely hate his quirk if he gets on like that

…

You sat in class Jirou to your left and Mina to your right as you talked about the shopping trip after school today. It was almost the end of school lunch was soon and then you’d be out in no time to hang out with your friends.

“So who is all coming again?” You asked and Mina immediately began listing names.

“Uraraka, Kaminari um—Shoto I think obviously Kirishima. I don’t know if Bakugou is coming” Your cheeks tinged and Mina rolled her eyes. You had a bit of a crush on the red head.

“Hey Kirishima! Are you and Bakugou coming after school today?” Your eyes darted over to the group of boys. Kirishima glanced at all three of you and you quickly averted your gaze from his sharp grin.

“Heck yeah! What time we meetin’? And just at the usual spot?” He asked.

“Hmm say an hour after school ends?” Mina told him. You looked back to see him nod with confirmation and swivel back round in his seat to face his friends.

Your eyes caught the all too familiar narrowed red eyes of his best friend and you just puffed your cheeks out, rolling your eyes at the rude blonde boy who just glowered more at you. The pencil he held smoking from his overheated palm.

“Gosh he really hates you Y/N” Jirou snickered and you just shrugged.

“Good. I’d never be friends with someone like him” You grimaced hearing the bell ring and heading out for lunch.

“Bakugous not that bad. He helped Kirishima study for the final exams” Mina pipped up.

“Yeah plus he sometimes shares the food he makes in the dorm with whoever’s there” Jirou added. You just shook your head.

“Don’t care—guy’s a big bully. Y’couldn’t even pay me to like him” You shot back.

You actually didn’t mind him when you first joined. You kinda assumed his personality was a result of having a great quirk, well off parents and being both academically talented and attractive but after getting to know him better—well slightly nothing was redeeming.

He also hated you from the first day. If he wasn’t ignoring your entire existence he was constantly berating you. He found you training one day and went on about how he’d be so much better at using your quirk than you and that you sucked at using it.

You stared down at the buffet of food before you in the line with your friends, swallowing dryly.

Plus thinking about him makes you lose your appetite he sucks that much!

…

You walked to the food court with your friends. Your hand full of bags from your favourite shops as you spotted the rest of your group. The only seat now left was between Kirishima and Bakugou. Your cheeks tinged a bit as you sat down, scooting your chair closer to Kirishima and away from the blonde who was on his phone having it faced away from you and typing furiously.

“Hey Y/N, get anything nice?” You turned your head and found Kirishima leaning quite close. Your cheeks warming as you embarrassingly cleared your throat.

“Y-Yeah! Um, just—y’know clothes and stuff nothing crazy” You literally wanted to crawl into a hole and die. That was so embarrassing.

“Yeah? I got this new jumper, what’dya think?” He pulled a red and black designed hoodie from a bag. A classic colour for him.

“Mm! It’s super nice, looks really comfy too!” He nodded in agreement. Your eyes darted behind you to Mina who was giving a pink thumbs up.

“Kirishima man, c’mon i’m starvin’ you said we’d get food when the girls got here” Kaminari moaned as he flopped back in his chair.

“Okay okay chill out dude. Its chivalrous to wait on the girls y’know” he got up from his seat and looked back down at you.

“You hungry Y/N? Want me to get you something?” He asked and you quickly shook your head, face burning.

“N-No thank you so much! B-but I can get myself—please it’s okay!” You rushed out, skin warm and mouth dry. He just gave you a grin and nodded heading off with Kaminari.

You turned to speak to Mina and cry about how embarrassing that was when your phone buzzed in your pocket. You pulled it out checking to see if it was your parents trying to reach you. Your brows furrowed at the notification from that app.

DynamightX has sent you a message!

You opened the app and clicked onto the chat between the two of you. Your brows pulled together.

DynamightX: finally spoke today in the group chat about ur quirk.

XAmethysta_: ok? What u coming here to insult me privately?

DynamightX: u should train with someone who can send high level blasts or hits at ur forcefields if u wanna make them more durable

Your lips parted in a slight shock, brows raising before pulling together again. Who the hell was this person? Why were they complimenting you. They always, always insult every other person who even speaks in that chat room. You didn’t really know how to respond fingers twitching but not typing.

DynamightX: or u can stay a weak ass nerd for all I care. Ur parents not teach u to thank someone when they’re helpin ya.

Your face warmed at their message. You chewed on your lip, glancing up and seeing your friends engrossed in conversation with one another as you quickly typed a response.

XAmethysta_: sorry thanks i’ll have to try that. Whats your quirk?

DynamightX is typing…

You sat staring a little longer when the text bubble disappeared, shrugging you stuck your phone back into your pocket and seen Kirishima and Kaminari had returned. He placed a tray of your favourite food in front of you and your eyes lit up as you looked at him.

“Aw my favourite!” You grinned as his own crinkled eyes met yours. “You didn’t have to Kirishima but thank you”

“Y-Yeah well I just seen it and y’know I know you’ve mentioned its your favourite so-“ he rubbed the back of his neck as his cheeks matched his hair. You just blushed and smiled back as you turned to dig in.

Bakugou glanced at the food you were eating and then back at you. You were completely unaware of the blondes eyes on you as you spoke to Uraraka who sat across from you. He looked back down at his phone which sat under the table in his lap as he stared at the message which he didn’t want to send.

He wanted to keep who he was a secret to whoever this person he was texting was. It was..nice not having any expectations.

…

02:00AM

There you were again tossing and turning unable to sleep as you groaned and tossed the blanket from your body. You would think with how impressive and highly modernised UA was that they could at least install better air conditioning.

You sat up shifting some pillows behind your back and grabbing your phone. It had been just over a week of messaging this boy something you had found out after talking about a new clothing line and being told to shut up because he was a boy and he didn’t care.

XAmethysta_: u awake?

Your fingers twiddled with one another as you stared at the message. He probably wasn’t he went to bed every single night between 10 and 11pm, sometimes earlier but never later than 11. You wished you had that sleep schedule. You always stayed up late.

You sighed and moved to set your phone back down when it buzzed and you flicked it back on seeing his username beside the notification. You couldn’t stop the grin sneaking its way onto your face as your toes curled into the sheets. You were just happy to have someone to talk to.

It would he weird to be crushing on someone you don’t even know even if you have been talking non-stop for over a week.

DynamightX: i was till u texted me. What’dya want loser

You chewed your lips and rolled your eyes.

XAmethysta_: shut up u grump. I can’t sleep.

DynamightX: so why is that my problem??

XAmethysta: because everyone else is asleep rn and ur not! C’mon theres a reason why ur awake, tell me.

You waited for a response and whilst you waited Bakugou sat against his head board staring at the same string of messages. His own skin warm and face relaxed for once. A whisper of a smile on his face as he typed then deleted and then retyped but then deleted again the same string of words just laid out differently. His cheeks puffed out as he finally decided to share some personal information and hit send.

DynamightX: this girl I go to school with was annoying me today

XAmethysta_: oh what did she do?

DynamightX: nothing specific she just is annoying. Her face or something idk

You snorted at his response. This poor girl she probably is very nice and just goes about her day and this guy just finds her annoying for some reason. Bakugou waited for your response after sharing that information. He didn’t share a lot about himself to you, maybe it was the stranger danger instilled within him from a child or because you shared enough for the both of you.

He knew a lot about you already after such a short time. He knew your favourite song, animal and colour. The way you like to organise your clothes and the food you like the most. He even knew about some of your friends but you didn’t mention names. He knew things about you except your actual name and what you looked like.

XAmethysta_: lol her face or something? Shut up you probably hate her cuz shes better than u

DynamightX: shut up loser. I’m better than everyone at this school

XAmethysta_: yeah sureee if thats not why u dislike her then ask her to train with u and beat her

DynamightX: don’t tell me what to do. Why are u up anyways

XAmethysta_: AC in my schools dorms suck. Too warm rn

DynamightX: try sweatin all the time cuz of your quirk then complain to me about bein too warm

XAmethysta: omg! Is your quirk sweat?! Is that why you insult other people is being able to sweat loads your quirk!

DynamightX: shut up u ass it is not my quirk and that counts as ur guess for today.

XAmethysta: noo cmon that can’t count as my guess. Its not even the morning

DynamightX: it counts so quit yappin at me and accept it. I’m going to bed now to don’t msg me botherin me.

XAmethysta: okayyy ur so dramatic ! Sweet dreams sweaty boy!

DynamightX is typing…

You clicked your phone off and rolled over to bed closing your eyes and smiling slightly as you thought of the boy you were messaging. You eyes closing as you fell asleep.

Bakugou, however, was sat chewing his lip as he stared at his message to you.

:My quirk is Explosion. I could beat you any day loser.

He deleted it and threw his phone aside as he pulled the sheets over him, thinking about who he was texting and feeling his skin prickle. His mind going to the advice you gave him and the feeling turned sour as he thought about you. The girl he went to school with. He really disliked you. He didn’t know why nor did he care but he knew now what he was going to do

He was going to take your advice and confront you with a battle.

[nonoel-28]

I head-canon that Monoma has a part time job as a quirk specialist and/or counselor. Because of his quirk, he's able to quickly analyze what a quirk is and how to use it effectively and efficiently. So when a kid's first quirk comes in and they are unsure of what it is or someone in general has a hard time controlling their quirks, Monoma will help them by copying the quirk and help them figure out what it is, how to use/controll it, etc...

Monoma was inspired to start this side career when Aizawa asked him that one time to copy Eri's quirk so they could figure out more about it (it is one of my favorite parts in the series).

Side note: Monoma is as much of a quirk nerd as Midoriya is, notebooks and all (he's just a bit more subtle about it lol). During school, Midoriya and him would have long discussions about quirks and their applications, bouncing off ideas, comparing and exchanging notes, etc... And even after school, they try to meet up at least once a month to catch up and discuss quirks. If one of Monoma's patient's quirk is particularly perplexing, he will call Midoriya for a 2nd opinion, and vice versa with Midoriya's students.

[just-writing-ideas]

quirks and habits for characters

because humans are weird and sometimes they do weird things

-puts things in their mouth a lot

-sweats excessively

-shaky hands

-staring problem

-has curly hair, but makes it straight with product/straightener/brushing it

-actually raises one eyebrow when confused

-perpetual unimpressed look on their face

-doesn't celebrate their birthday

-never dresses nicely, always in t-shirts and sweats

-blushes a lot

-stutters when they lie

-grinds their teeth

-says "uh" "um" and "like" a lot

-lazy eye

-snaps their fingers a lot (like when they're ending/beginning a sentence, when they need something to do with their hands, ect.)

-cries easily

-stands with their legs crossed all the time

[winxanity-ii]

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BOOM!

The world swam back into focus, a sickening wave of nausea rolling through you.

Your throat rasped, a metallic tang heavy in your mouth. Blinking away blurry spots, the world swayed violently around you.

There was a dull throb behind your eyes, and a chilling, empty space where your memories should have been with each sluggish heartbeat.

Fear, raw and primal, gnawed at your insides. Where were you? Everything felt...wrong.

BOOM!

Another thunderclap, followed by a blinding flash of lightning, illuminated the room for a split second. Each crackle of electricity sent a jolt of pain through you, a strange disconnect between the storm outside and the ache in your body.

Disoriented, you tried to sit up, only to find your limbs heavy and unresponsive. Groaning, you forced your eyes back open, expecting the sterile white of a hospital room. But instead, you were met with a riot of bubblegum pink and frilly decorations.

Trying to focus, you pushed yourself off the plush bed, tiny legs unsteady and weak on the plush carpet. Drawn by an instinct you didn't understand, you stumbled towards a small, ornate vanity tucked away in a corner.

BOOM!

Another flash illuminated the room, and for a fleeting moment, you caught sight of yourself in the mirror. A face stared back, long, coily red-tinged auburn hair, framed a face unfamiliar and innocent.

However, it was your eyes that truly terrified you.

Golden irises stared back, hypnotic in the flickering light. But it was the crimson rings within them, swirling like miniature storms, that sent a cold dread spiraling down your spine.

These eyes, alien and unsettling, were the only familiar thing in this sea of confusion.

Where are you? Why did everything feel so wrong?

BOOM!

Tears welled up, blurring the vibrant clash of pink and lightning in the reflection. But even the tears felt alien—a betrayal of a body you didn't recognize.

You were adrift in a sea of your own flesh, a puppet with severed strings.

No memories, no identity, just a throbbing head, a strange pain in your body, and fear—a cold, suffocating fear that had no name.

Collapsing onto the plush carpet, you reached for the cool vanity for some semblance of comfort. But instead of finding solace, your hand brushed against a soft, frilly nightgown, another alien entity on your unfamiliar skin.

You were lost, a terrified child in a body that felt wrong, with eyes that held a secret you desperately wanted to remember.

A frantic voice cut through the cacophony of fear in your head. "Sweetheart, are you alright?"

An instinct you didn't understand made you shrink back.

The voice belonged to a woman who rushed to your side, her brow furrowed in worry. Her face, etched with lines of concern, was unfamiliar, yet there was a warmth in her eyes that practically swallowed you whole—you were a star in her desolate sky.

You wanted to ask who she was, who you were, but the moment you tried to form a question, a searing pain lanced through your head. It was easier, for now, to just let the confusion wash over you.

"Come to Mommy~" she reached out, her voice gentle but laced with urgency.

The woman—your apparent mother—sighed, her worry deepening. "Oh, sweetie, you must have been scared with that awful storm. Were you having another bad dream?"

Another dream? The term triggered a flicker of unease.  Dreams?  What dreams?

You clenched your fists, the throbbing in your head intensifying with every attempt to pull a memory from the void.

Nothing.

Frustration welled within you, a surge of anger replacing the fear. "I... I don't remember," you admitted, the words falling flat in the face of your growing anxiety.

Your mother, whoever she was, wrapped her arms around you, a gesture that felt foreign yet strangely comforting.  You didn't know how to react, your body stiff and unyielding in her embrace.

"It's alright, ____~" she soothed, her voice tinged with sadness. "Now come on, let's get you cleaned up and ready for breakfast."

The name "____" hung in the air, a word that felt foreign on your tongue—a borrowed coat ill-fitting your shoulders.

As your short and chubby mother, led you away from the unsettling reflection in the mirror, you stole a glance at her. Her burnt orange hair, once vibrant and full of life, was now streaked with silver, a testament to the years that had passed.

The curls, once perpetually escaping from any attempt at control, were now pulled back in a loose, lopsided bun, seemed to vibrate with nervous energy.

Her honey-tan skin was dusted with a constellation of dark freckles across the bridge of her nose—boring the etchings of time in the form of wrinkles crinkling around her warm, honey-colored eyes. 

Even now, a flicker of worry, a worry that seemed to have become a permanent resident, danced within their depths.

Her name, you vaguely recalled from the panicked jumble in your head, was Mei.

The house itself mirrored Mei—functional, lacking any personal touches.  It spoke of a life lived by routine, devoid of the chaos you once thrived in. The lack of toys or childish decorations was another jarring note.

Here, in this world of beige walls and muted tones, quirks weren't a topic of conversation, a stark difference from the hero-worshipped society you once manipulated.

Here, it seemed, you were utterly ordinary.

Breakfast was a quiet affair.  Your 'father'—Wino, a stoic man with a perpetual peppered five o'clock shadow—presented a stark contrast.

Tall and lanky, he grunted a greeting before disappearing behind a newspaper. His electric green eyes, usually crinkled at the corners from a lifetime of suppressed smiles, were hidden behind thick wire-rimmed glasses.

His hair, once a vibrant auburn, had surrendered to the relentless march of time, turning a stark white that seemed to hold the secrets of countless unspoken words; both he and your mother appeared older than their mid-forties.

As Mei fussed over you, you picked at your food—the unfamiliar taste of fluffy pancakes, a bland echo of the delicacies you once indulged in.

Mei, oblivious to the storm brewing within you, hummed along to a children's show playing on the TV. It depicted brightly colored superheroes battling a giant, fire-breathing lizard.

You watched the scene detachedly; it was both whimsical and confusing.

"Welcome back, young heroes-in-training! Today, we're going to learn all about quirks—those amazing abilities that make our world so unique!"

A flurry of images flashed across the screen: a boy with stretchy limbs, a girl who could manipulate fire, a man who could zoom through the air.  Your brow furrowed in concentration.  This was unlike anything you'd ever known.

"Quirks can be anything from super strength to creating illusions!" the cheerful announcer continued, "It's what makes our society so exciting!"

The show droned on, explaining quirk training, hero schools, and the intricate classifications of these bizarre abilities.  You listened intently, a spark of curiosity igniting within you.

What the hell are these "quirks" they kept droning on about?

Suddenly, a booming voice jolted you from your thoughts.

"Mei, change the channel. Not much point in letting her watch that mess. She won't be developing any quirks soon," Wino sighed behind his newspaper, lowering it down with a grimace. "No use in getting her hopes up."

Your mother bit her lip, a flicker of sadness crossing her features. "But she's only five," she began, her voice tinged with defiance, "we don't know if she's actually quirkless, there's always a chance..." Her words trailed off as Wino stood up and left the room without a glance, leaving behind a lingering scent of pipe tobacco in his wake.

You watched him go, your eyes narrowing a bit. Quirkless? The word itself felt foreign, a label you didn't understand but instinctively disliked.

As if on cue, the monotonous ringing of the house phone cut through the tense silence.  Mei gave you a strained smile before hurrying to answer it.  Left alone, you wandered back to the television, the cartoon announcer's overly enthusiastic voice now droning on about the "Quirkless Woes."

"And remember kids," the announcer chirped in a condescending tone, "if you're unfortunate enough to be born without a Quirk, just remember, there are plenty of perfectly ordinary jobs you can take up! Like... janitorial services! Or... grocery bagging!" His patronizing tone made you huff in annoyance; a strange feeling, a mix of anger and confusion, began to nestle in your chest.

Being Quirkless sounded... boring.

Limited.

Unfair.

Suddenly, the cheerful theme song was drowned out by a breaking news alert flashing across the screen.

A stern-faced woman with a microphone reported on a villain attack downtown. Live footage showed a hulking man with glowing red eyes causing havoc, his bare fists shattering concrete pillars with ease.

"This is villain Catastrophe causing a rampage in the Musutafu financial district," the newscaster explained. "Heroes are on the scene, but the situation seems critical. We'll continue to bring you updates..."

Your gaze flicked between the cartoon heroes and the real-life devastation; a strange mix of curiosity and... envy? flickered within you.

These people, these heroes, could manipulate reality—defy the laws of physics with the flick of a wrist.

You, on the other hand, were utterly and seemingly ordinary.

The frustration bubbled up again, a familiar feeling you couldn't quite place. Was it the powerlessness? The lack of control? Or perhaps a deeper longing for something more, something you couldn't even articulate?

As the news droned on, Mei switched the TV off, a bright etching itself onto her face. "Come on, sweetie, let's finish your breakfast~" she said gently, "Today's an exciting day, we're learning the alphabet!"

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Later that night, as the rain tapped a gentle rhythm against your window, you lay tucked under the covers, Mei having just left after her nightly goodnight kiss.

Staring out at the slick streets, you tried, in vain, to push past the blank canvas of your memories.

A dull ache throbbed behind your eyes, intensifying with each frustrated attempt.  Your body trembled, a cold sweat slicking your skin.

Suddenly, a sharp pain lanced through your head, and a gasp escaped your lips.

Involuntarily, your eyes flared open, an unsettling yellow glow emanating from them for a fleeting moment.  A metallic tang filled your mouth, and you reached up to your nose, feeling a warm trickle of blood.

Through the ringing in your ears, a voice, faint and distorted, seemed to whisper a name. "...Ma...ki...ma..." it repeated, the syllables blurring together before fading entirely. Each whisper senting a jolt through you, a flicker of a vision erupting behind your closed eyelids.

"...Ma...ki...ma..." The first whisper brought a flash of a pale, porcelain face, a chilling smile stretched impossibly wide across blood-red lips.

Then, darkness.

"...Ma...ki...ma..." The voice pleaded, a touch more insistent this time; and with it, it ignited a vision of slender, crimson-stained fingers wrapped around a length of barbed wire, a look of perverse pleasure contorting the unfamiliar face.

Darkness again.

"...Ma...ki...ma..." The vision that followed this plea was a kaleidoscope of horrors—a city in flames, screams swallowed by the roar of an unseen beast, and that same face, eyes blazing with a cold, predatory hunger.

A wave of nausea washed over you, and you squeezed your eyes shut tighter, willing the visions away.

The whispers began to quicken, a desperate urgency seeping into their tone. "Ma...ki...ma...Ma...ki...ma!" Each utterance felt like a physical blow, a sledgehammer pounding against the fortress of your mind.

With each beat, the visions intensified, a torrent of violence and depravity flooding your senses.

A cackle, laced with madness, echoed in the darkness. You saw twisted shadows writhe on the ground, heard the sickening crunch of bones, felt the heat of searing flames licking at your skin.

And then, her face, crystal clear this time, filled your vision.

The pale girl, the crimson smile—Makima.

Her eyes, once a mesmerizing crimson, were now a bottomless void, devoid of any humanity.

"Makima!" The final whisper arrived in a shout of despair, resonating with horrifying clarity, shattering the last vestiges of your resistance.

Your pupils dilated, a single word echoing in the vast emptiness—Makima.

It was a name, a fragment of who you were, but it offered no explanation for your current existence.

Slowly, the tremor subsided, the yellow glow in your eyes receding, leaving behind a chilling emptiness.  Fear melted into a strange sense of clarity.

You were Makima, but you were also ____.

Calming your ragged breaths, you tested the name on your tongue in a low, raspy whisper. "Makima..."

It held power—a chilling familiarity—but it felt distant, alien.

____, the name your mother called you, felt more comfortable, more like your own.

Yes, you decided; you were ____.

You didn't know who Makima was, but you would find out. And in the meantime, you would carve your own path in this world, as ____.

A determined glint flickered in your eyes, a spark of defiance against the unknown future.

A/N: EECKKK!! I'm so hyped for this, lol. Just get ready for all the fan-service cuz y'all know i love being delusional, lololo

Anyways, here's a sneek peak, I have like 10+ completed and should start updating regularly in about a week (i plan on having 20+ completed so I won't keeping you guys waiting too long in between updates) See y'all next update ❤️

[aizawasapple]

stupid quirk ideas pt. 1

i just thought of the dumbest quirk for an oc and thought i’d share with y’all.

y’know when people put socks on their hands and pretend to talk with it?

imagine if someone, somewhere in the world was born with their left hand having a mind of their own and actually being able to talk on its own without it’s human acting for it.

everyone would just think they were a lunatic. no one would believe them.

(I drew it in case I worded it terribly, which I probably did)

[thekingofwinterblog]

So just a funny little detail i noticed.

Overhaul is still alive, and behind bars. And he still has his quirk.

Meaning that if there is always the possibility that Monoma could copy his quirk and fix up every single injury the Heroes sustained during the war, short of bringing one for all back.

Just a thought I had.

[literaryvein-reblogs]

Writing Ideas: 170 Character Quirks

Quirk—a peculiar trait; idiosyncrasy; memorable little things about a character’s personality that make them charming, endearing, weird, or unique; can be cute habits; is anything worth describing about a character.

PERSONALITY QUIRKS

Very introverted, quiet and reserved, keeps to themselves

Highly extroverted, loves socializing and meeting new people

Mega control freak who has to have everything their way

Neat freak (often coincides with control freak)

Total slob who never knows where anything is

Super stubborn and will never admit when they’re wrong

Brutally honest and can’t lie to save their life

Extremely judgmental of other people

Short-tempered, especially when irritated

Always patient, even when frustrated

Hilarious or odd sense of humor

Very hard to make them laugh

Loves to eat and is obsessed with food

Loves to drink and is constantly partying

Constantly complains about everything

Extremely loyal and will do anything for their friends/family

Adventurous and willing to try anything

Cautious and careful no matter what

Energetic, hardly ever needs to rest

Sleeps all the time and still gets tired during the day

Horrible sense of direction and constantly gets lost

Overachiever who loves school/structure

Really modest and won’t ever brag about themselves

Extremely emotional and will cry at the drop of a hat

Stoic and detached, rarely shows emotion

Wildcard whose behavior is unpredictable, even to their friends

Notoriously two-faced and will betray anyone

Charismatic and can convince anyone to do their bidding

Very proper and always polite to others

Dates tons of people and has a new boyfriend or girlfriend every week

Obsessive personality — whether it’s a TV show, brand, musical artist, or even another person, they’ll get attached and think/talk about it constantly

PHYSICAL QUIRKS

Unique eye or hair color

Has two different eye colors

Extremely short or tall

Some discerning physical mark — birthmark, freckles, mole, or scar

Wears unusual glasses

Has braces and headgear

Large feet — may mean they’re clumsy

Bites their nails/lips or chews on their hair

Constantly fidgeting and can’t sit still

Acne, eczema, or other skin problems

Many tattoos or piercings

Often sick or has allergies (constantly sniffling/blowing their nose)

Talks very loudly or quietly

Says everything like it’s a question

Terrible breath — may be a coffee drinker

Gets sweaty easily (especially when nervous)

Unusually hairy arms or legs

Very long painted nails

Always wears a faceful of makeup

Has a stutter or other speech impediment

Incessantly clicks a pen

Often tucks their hair behind their ears

Constantly chews gum

Has a toothpick dangling from their mouth

Always picking their teeth

Smokes and has a raspy voice

Breathes heavily or snores

Is extremely muscular

Walks very slowly or quickly

Left-handed or ambidextrous

Constantly scratching themselves

Has some noticeable physical tic, like a twitch

Always wears a distinct item of clothing or accessory — a favorite pair of socks, a lucky jersey, or even a particular shade of lipstick

STRENGTHS/TALENTS

Fantastic cook or baker

Skilled musician (piano, guitar, violin, etc.)

Artistic talent (drawing, painting, sculpting, etc.)

Model athlete (football, hockey, swimming, etc.)

Great at voices/ventriloquy

Can do sleight-of-hand — may be a pickpocket

Speaks multiple languages, even obscure ones

Knows everything about history

Mathematical or scientific genius

Brilliant coder and can hack into any database

Skilled mechanical inventor

Can build or put together anything

Super-quick logical reasoning

Exceptional memory/genius IQ (several of the above might fall under this)

Special connection with animals

Super empathetic and understanding of other people

Extremely fast runner

Contortionist (can twist their body into any shape)

Psychic talent (can predict the future)

Amazing mechanic

Super strength, flying, invisibility or other superpowers

Unusually high tolerance for pain

Survival skills like hunting and fishing

Quick reflexes, acts fast in a crisis

Brave and fearless, not scared of anything

Able to talk their way out of any trouble/invent stories on the fly

WEAKNESSES/NEGATIVE TRAITS

Awful driver

Always running late

Illegible handwriting

Terrible at public speaking

Socially awkward — hard for them to make friends

Has tons of credit card debt from online shopping

Self-destructive and always wants what’s worst for them

Gets blackout drunk every time they go out

Extremely conceited or arrogant

Compulsive liar

Manipulative of friends

Gets jealous over nothing

Often mean for no reason

Unbelievably self-centered

Extremely passive-aggressive

Is a hero who doesn’t like using their superpowers

Arachnophobia (irrational fear of spiders)

Coulrophobia (irrational fear of clowns)

Agoraphobia (irrational fear of leaving the house)

Pantophobia (fear of everything)

COMMONLY USED QUIRKS

Pale skin

Crooked smile

“Intense” stare

Relentless clumsiness

Artificial hair colors that are supposedly natural

Characters thinking they’re unattractive when everyone else thinks they’re beautiful

OTHER QUIRKS

Dresses all in one color

Bedroom is decorated exactly like a Pinterest picture

Won’t drink still water, only sparkling

Refuses to use headphones and blasts their music in public

Always dresses too nicely for the occasion

Walks around barefoot, even in stores and other public places

Hates being inside, sleeps and goes to the bathroom outdoors

Can’t help but look in every mirror they pass

Wears a small plastic backpack everywhere

Preps their meals three weeks in advance

Drinks shots of espresso all day long

Sings opera in the shower

Always sneezes around pets

Has a collection of something mundane

Makes their own (terrible) abstract art and hangs it on their walls

Gets super excited about Christmas and then really depressed in January

Refuses to wear glasses even though they need them

Carries around a secret teddy bear

Has been wearing the same friendship bracelet for three years

Fastidiously lint-rolls all their clothing

Will leave a shop or restaurant if someone walks in with a baby

Extremely superstitious (knocks on wood, avoids the number 13, etc.)

Drops everything other people ask them to hold

Likes to go out dancing by themselves

Prefers to have the lights off or dimmed at all times

Only reads books written before 1900

Only watches movies that get really bad reviews

Always wears multiple sweaters on top of each other

Won’t eat anything that doesn’t have bread (at least on the side)

Thinks they’re a time-traveler from the medieval era

Gives friends and family excellent homemade presents

Leaves the office last every day so they can push all the chairs in

Hates jagged numbers (always fills their gas tank to the dollar, sends emails on the hour, etc.)

Has an imaginary friend they still talk to, even in adulthood

Owns a lizard that they try and use as a guard dog

Listens exclusively to Britney Spears

Leaves little notes in library books for future readers

Uses tissues to hold onto poles on public transportation

Wears their hair in Princess Leia buns

Never goes a day without talking to their mom

Hums “In the Hall of the Mountain King” when they get stressed

Clucks their tongue while walking, so they sound like a horse

Quotes Pulp Fiction all the time

Loves hanging out in completely empty places

Convinced they’re going to die in a freak accident

Grows all their own food in their vegetable garden

Never pays for train or bus tickets

Can recite Shakespearean sonnets

Recycles and eats vegetarian, but only out of guilt

Has a “vision board” posted on their ceiling

Loves the beach but hates swimming

Flicks people in the forehead when they get annoyed

Laughs at everything, even bad jokes

Curates a great Instagram feed of street art

Sources: 1 2

[quirkwizard]

The Metapocalypse

So when the series ended, I saw that a handful of fans were confused or disappointed about a certain plot point being resolved. That being the Quirk Doomsday Theory. I saw many fans follow that this idea would be important to the manga somehow. Now, I could easily dismiss this as fans latching onto something when the author never intended it to be that important. However, I still wanted to discuss it. Because I do think that there is something to this concept, but not in the way that everyone seems to think it is.

The Quirk Singularity, or the Quirk Doomsday Theory, is the idea that Quirks become stronger with each generation as they begin to intermingle with one another. And, when these Quirks grow too strong, more complicated, and dangerous to handle. The Quirks as a whole would grow to the point where people and society at large would not be able to handle them. Now, there isn't any denying that something like this is happening. There are a lot of examples of Quirks getting strong as time passes. There are the kids that Bakugou and Shoto work with, there's evidence from Destro's book about kids beating their parents during mock battles, and the absurd heights of the kids of Class 1-A. So it's clear that the manga is pushing the idea that Quirks are getting stronger.

However, the "doomsday" part of the theory is a lot more questionable. Of the Quirks we've seen, there haven't been any major examples of Quirks being too dangerous from the previous generations. Just look at all the pro heroes and the students. They all have their own downsides, but none of them are so strong as to be an active, uncontrollable threat to themselves and anyone around them like the theory is suggesting. What examples we do have are questionable. Tomura and Aoyama were originally the prime examples of this. However, it was eventually revealed that Tomura and Aoyama were given their Quirks. It's an unnatural process, one that their bodies were designed for. They hardly seem like the most fitting examples now.

I would argue the best examples are Dabi and Eri. Yes, their Quirks are dangerous, both to themselves and other people. Yet again, though, Dabi is a result of a very specific combination of powers. Two powers that are active counters to one another and have a very high chance of going wrong. If anything, he could just as easily be used as an example of Quirks potentially getting weaker when they intermingle. Eri is a deviation as well. Her power is so far out of the scope of the setting that I'm not even sure if it counts. Even then, they aren't a threat to the world at large. With the right help, whether it be through training their powers or giving them the right equipment, they could easily live among everyone else. Shoot, you could snap off Eri's horn, and her power becomes harmless.

The only person who really pushes for this idea is Dr. Garaki himself. And yes, Garaki is the number one authority on Quirks in the series. If anyone can have any say on what is happening with Quirks, it's him. However, he's also the guy who made the theory. Of course he's going to see everything as confirmation for his idea, like what's happening with Tomura or the drug made from Eri. All while cackling like a madman about it. He isn't exactly an unbiased source. Especially since a lot of what supported his theory he had some hand in, such as Tomura's bizarre body modifications. There's a reason why people keep calling him crazy, like Present Mic. Because when you really look at the theory and compare it with what we've seen, it doesn't line up.

So, what is the point of all this? Why introduce this theory outside of some neat worldbuilding? I think it has more to do with the themes of the story than being any kind of plot point. The only two people who believe in the idea are All For One and Garaki. Two old, long-lived men who want nothing more than for things to regress and stagnate. That's the whole point of them as villains. The Quirk Doomsday Theory is supposed to show the villain's stance against progress. That it's something to be feared. However, the series runs counter to this. That people shouldn't be afraid of things progressing. That older generations should be working to cultivate and help the next generation grow. It's why when it's first introduced, it's when Bakugou and the gang are doing that exact thing with all the troubled kids.

[autumnmobile12]

Headcanon/Theory: What if the Himura family wasn't just basing their Quirk marriages around the ice? I mean, from Geten's words, it's clear their dynastic ambition was centered around their ice powers, but what if they were including other abilities to bolster that?

Example: What if Rei's mother didn't have an ice-based Quirk, but she did have some variation of a cell regeneration one? Basically one that gave her a highly efficient means of recovery from injury. The Himura clan brought her into the family in hopes her Quirk combined with her husband's ice-Quirk (presumably) would minimize the prevalent effects of frostbite that was afflicting the family.

We don't know exactly how good an immunity Rei has to her own ice and even Shouto reaches a threshold point before he starts to take on damage, but if we take recessive genetics into account, cell regeneration or a similar healing factor would neatly explain Touya's uncanny ability, for better or worse, to survive just about anything the world throws at him.

Kiddo had no business surviving this and I'm actively disturbed that he did given the lack of quality of life he's later dealt.

With this theory/headcanon, he was not only screwed by the combined DNA of his parents but also by that of his grandmother.

This is the face of a man who was nerfed before he was even conceived.

[moon-delia]

★ ៸៸៸ JEALOUSY ╱ post ❜ ✸ ៸ !?!

Along with many other emotions, jealousy is very complex emotion and requires you to break it down into tiny pieces in order for you to identify and write them.

It is very effective in writing as it helps a character realize what they really want and how badly they want it. It doesn't have to be central to the plot; it can be understated and supported by anger or fear.

It comes across in simple examples like a villain who is jealous of the hero, when two characters want one thing / have the same goal or when one character is more successful than the other.

★ ! THE TYPES ❪ 🎧 ❫ ៸ !?!

# ៸ sexual jealousy ― when a character's spouse or significant other displays or expresses sexual interest in someone else.

# ៸ romantic jealousy ― when your character fears the loss of a romantic partner or fears rejection from a potential or current romantic partner.

# ៸ possessive jealousy ― when he/she feels threatened by someone who could interrupt a friendship or relationship that they value.

# ៸ separation jealousy ― when your character has fear of separation or loss of a lover, partner, friend or parent due to their relationship with another person.

# ៸ work jealousy ― when your character feels cheated out of a promotion at work, or feels jealousy towards a specific person at work.

# ៸ friend / sibling jealousy ― When he/she feels inadequate when comparing themselves to their friends/family/siblings (they always try to one-up their friend/sibling).

# ៸ abnormal jealousy ― extreme psychological jealousy that results in or a combination of morbid, psychotic, psychological, delusional, anxious, controlling, immature and insecure behavior.

★ ! WHAT FUELS IT ❪ 🎧 ❫ ៸ !?!

There are many reason for someone to be jealous of another person. It could be rejection, confusion, frustration, powerlessness, insecurity, suspicion, loneliness or distrust. Choose the reason that fits the type of jealousy.

★ ! HOW IT EFFECTS ❪ 🎧 ❫ ៸ !?!

Do they have an increased heart rate or body temperature? Do they become angry and clench their fist, have verbal outbursts, stare downs and tensed muscles? Do they become quiet and have a dry mouth?

★ ! THEIR REACTION ❪ 🎧 ❫ ៸ !?!

★ make up stories/gossip about that person so that others will have negative feelings towards the same person.

★ feel overwhelmed and underachieve in every sphere of their life.

★ avoid the person all together.

★ take up a bad habit or addiction in an attempt to deal with their feelings.

★ become obsessed about something (like over exercising and dieting to beat their rival in a tournament or something more sinister like plotting another character’s demise).

★ manipulate others into feeling sorry for them.

★ over criticize themselves and everything they do.

★ harm themselves, their environment or others.

★ show a blatant disregard for the needs and desires of others to fulfill their own.

★ bully or intimidate the people around them to gain a false sense of power.

★ abuse others physically or psychologically.

★ flaunt their wealth (or fame, intelligence, status, beauty, etc.) to mask their own insecurities.

[animestsstuff2]

omg would you write all might headcanons?

Prohero All Might boyfriend headcanons.

I hope you like this!:)

All might x fem reader!

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Exchange StudentToshinori, who arrived in America and was immediately greeted by you the class rep. Toshinori who was loud, eccentric and always smiling immediately taking your hand to shake. The action making you scowl slightly as you mumbled a halfhearted welcome, yawning afterwards.

Exchange StudentToshinori, who followed you around everywhere, always appearing, always shouting something and always finding you. You secretly pretending to be bothered but enjoyed the one on one attention

Classmate Toshinori, who noticed you were always alone, class rep and everyone said hi to you but always ate alone, studied alone. Toshinori who joined you every chance he got. You were the first to great him! And in return he believed you needed company.

Classmate Toshinori, who was impressed by your quirk and your ability to use it so well, begging you almost every day to train with him. You would always say no and tease him before finally relenting.

Toshinori, who was saved by your quirk in the midst of battle, caught of guard by the building falling down atop him till you formed one of your spheres round him, keeping him safe.

Toshinori, who brought you out everytime he went somewhere different in the city whether it was out for food, a walk or to shop. Toshinori who paid for everything you wanted to get, whether it was food or just glancing at a dress in the window, leaving your face red but very appreciative.

CrushToshinori, who made you nervous when he came round, never having spent so much time with someone or had much interests from boys. Toshinori who loved hearing about your day at lunch after school.

CrushToshinori, who had to go back to Japan but promised to call you everyday and told you to come over when you both graduated in the summer. Toshinori who told you you could stay in his house.

BoyfriendToshinori, who smiled as he greeted you at the airport entrance. Toshinori who was swamped by paparazzi calling him All Might but all he focused on was you as he grabbed your waist and lifted you up, that big grin on his face as you hugged him back.

BoyfriendToshinori, who trusted you enough to tell you about his quirk’s history knowing one day you would see him in his old state and understood if you no longer wanted to date him. Toshinori who peppered you with kisses and a big hug when you told him you didn’t care what he would look like. He’d always be your hero.

BoyfriendToshinori, who when interviewed whether professionally or on the street always wound up talking about you and how amazing you were, leaving you blushing as you watched it later on Tv.