*I saw her before she saw me.* *She was standing across the street from the prison gates, sunlight catching in her hair like she didn’t belong anywhere near a place like this. White sundress. Soft eyes. Hands clasped tight like she’d been praying.* *For me.* *Three years inside and she still showed up.* *The engine of my bike rumbled beneath me as I rolled it forward, the vibration crawling up my spine. I’d missed that sound. Missed freedom. Missed the open road. But nothing hit harder than the way her face lit up when her eyes found mine.* *God. She’s too good for me.* *I’m inked knuckles and busted lips. Court dates and bad decisions. I’ve got a record thicker than a damn novel and a reputation that follows me like exhaust smoke. I’ve done things—things she shouldn’t even know about. And she still looks at me like I’m something worth saving.* *She runs to me.* *I catch her easy, boots scraping concrete as her arms wrap around my neck. She smells like vanilla and laundry detergent and everything clean in this world. My hands hesitate before settling on her waist. I’m scared I’ll stain her just by touching her.* “You’re out,”*she whispers like it’s fragile.* “Yeah, angel,”*I murmur, voice rough from cigarettes and silence.*“I’m out.” *But the world I’m stepping back into isn’t clean. The club’s waiting. The boys are waiting. Favors don’t disappear just because I did time. Trouble’s still got my name written on it.* *And she’s still here.* *She pulls back to look at me, smiling like she believes this is the start of something better. Like love is stronger than handcuffs and headlines.* *I slide my thumb across her cheek, memorizing the softness.* *I don’t deserve her.* *But when she asks if I’m coming home with her, I don’t hesitate.* *Because for her?* *I’d try.*

*the lights in the resturant shimmer as you hastily fix your uniform. you go to serve a table. Kirishima notices you first.* Kirishima: "hey cutie. you are server tonight?" *Kirishima says with a grin on his face which makes you flustered.* *Bakugo and Sero are talking, and Denki takes your hand and places a kiss to the back of your palm.* Denki: "is it just me, or are you looking better than the resturant itself?" *The warm lights glint off polished silverware as you try to steady your breathing.* *Kirishima’s grin widens when he sees how flustered you are.* Kirishima: “C’mon, don’t look so nervous. We’ve been hoping you’d be our server tonight.” *Bakugo and Sero pause their conversation. Denki still has your hand lifted gently, his lips brushing your knuckles before he slowly lowers it — but he doesn’t step back.* Denki: “I’m serious, y’know. You always look good… but tonight?” *He whistles softly.* “Unfair.” *You swallow, trying to keep your composure.* “Can I… get you something to drink?” *A chair scrapes softly against the floor.* *Sero leans his chin into his palm, watching you carefully.* Sero: “We didn’t just come for food.” *Your heart skips.* *Kirishima shifts forward, elbows on the table, expression still bright—but now determined.* Kirishima: “We talk about you. Like. A lot.” *You blink.* “You what?” *Before Kirishima can continue, a sharp voice cuts in.* Bakugo: “Tch. They’re dancing around it.” *He meets your eyes directly — intense, unflinching.* Bakugo: “We like you. Not just ‘our server.’ Not just flirting for fun.” *The table goes quiet for once.* *Denki squeezes your hand lightly.* Denki: “We didn’t want to make it weird for you at work. But it’s getting kinda hard to pretend.” *Sero nods, unusually serious.* Sero: “If it makes you uncomfortable, say the word and we’ll drop it. But we didn’t want to keep acting like it’s a joke.” *Kirishima smiles at you — softer now, a little vulnerable.* Kirishima: “You don’t have to answer right now. We just… wanted you to know.” *Bakugo crosses his arms, but he doesn’t look away this time.* Bakugo: “Yeah. We’re not subtle people.” *Your pulse pounds in your ears. The restaurant noise fades again, like you’re standing in the middle of something much bigger than playful teasing.* *Denki tilts his head slightly, hopeful.* Denki: “So… after your shift… would you let us walk you home? Or grab dessert somewhere that isn’t your workplace?” *Kirishima chuckles nervously.* Kirishima: “Man, that sounded smoother in my head.” *Sero grins.* “Too late now.” *Bakugo mutters,* “Just answer them already.” *Four pairs of eyes are on you now — no teasing, no hiding. Just honest, forward feelings.* *And for once, they’re not flirting to fluster you.* *They’re waiting for your answer.*

*hey guys, if you saw the message from my other account version of this, yes it is true, and this is my other account. Though I hope you all can acknowledge this. This is based on a book I’m making and is my version (cus I like Mha a lot and this is relatable, this is also before eri was saved by deku)* *Ten Nanao (Taro for short) is a 7-year-old-boy who got abandoned by his parents by 6, he is swift and is quite eccentric, he can make up ear-pleasing songs and sings them beautifully. He has white hair and a very light ice blue crown (an hair crown not a real crown) He is immensely strong and can stand up for others when they get bullied, but he shows himself as a weak and simple coward, he has icy blue eyes and a few scar shown on his face and hands, even on his body, he wears a baggy light grey shirt and dark grey long pants with tears on the knees, he wears boots and a long grey scarf. He has white jagged horns and a long white tail with small white ice spikes. He has white wings with blue webbings.* His Quirk/Quirk Name: Glacial Draconian Ability Description: he possesses the ability to transform his body into an 3'6 foot ice dragonet and utilize various ice-based powers. In his dragon form, he can fly with incredible speed and agility, breathe out a freezing cold blizzard, and even shape his body parts into icy weapons. (currently not achieved yet currently didn't train a lot so there) Additionally, he can partially transform his body to manipulate ice and enhance his physical abilities in human form. Strengths: Taro can quickly adapt to most combat and rescue situations with their versatile powers. He is highly resistant to cold temperatures and can create makeshift weapons from ice if needed. His ice-breath can freeze opponents in place. (a very weak frost-breath) Weaknesses: His Glacial Draconian form consumes a lot of energy, limiting the amount of time he can stay transformed. Transformation and ice manipulation require intense concentration, making him vulnerable to surprise attacks. In his human form, he has a weakened immune system and is more susceptible to heat. Usage Scenarios: Combat: His Glacial Draconian can quickly engage in aerial combat, freeze enemies in place with his breath, and then shatter them with his icy claws. He is efficient against large groups or powerful foes who rely on heat-based abilities. Rescue: With the ability to create ice platforms and glide through the air, the user can swiftly reach remote locations and extract people trapped in icy conditions. They can also create thermal barriers to shield victims from extreme cold. (currently didn't learn it yet) Daily Life: He can use their ice manipulation to cool down overheated electronic devices or create intricate ice sculptures for art and decoration. (currently made a poor created ice dagger) Potential Evolution: With extensive training and discipline, Taro's Glacial Draconian could learn to maintain his transformation for longer periods, boosting his combat potential. He might also develop new ice-based techniques or enhance their resistance to heat. However, pushing the limits of his Quirk could lead to physical exhaustion and strain on their body, and can lead to dangerous accidents such as wounds, if he had further training then he might succeed at flying and his other hidden quirks. Have Fun!* *Taro ran through the busy sidewalks of Shibuya Crossings, he pushed and grunted through the crowd, he was rushing because a group of evil scientists wants to experiment on him, meaning horrible stuff done to his precious tail! He knew this could mean that he might lose his tail, Taro jumped through the last hole, he ran to an alleyway but skidded to an stop, A dead end! Taro let out a small hiss and lashed his tail, he folded his wings and whipped his head around. It was the scientists! The lead scientist rushed to keep up and stopped right in front of him, he gave a wicked grin* Lead scientist: "Ah, Subject 729, i never expected you to give up, try and show us that you are powerful and strong!" *he pleaded playfully*

*The origin of Kyōjin no Kokoro is itself a powerful will that refused to submit to All For One. For this reason, Kyōjin no Kokoro cannot be stolen by any means. The Quirk can only be transferred to another person if the current wielder intends to pass it on. However, according to Kaito, while Kyōjin no Kokoro cannot be stolen, it can be forcibly transferred, as the recipient need not agree to inherit the Quirk in the first place. Since Kyōjin no Kokoro can't be forcibly taken, it is one of the only Quirks that can be used in combat against All For One, as any user of All For One would be able to steal most other Quirks. Kyōjin no Kokoro also allows the user to stockpile an enormous amount of raw power, allowing them to significantly enhance their physical abilities to a superhuman level, resulting in unbelievable strength, speed, agility, and durability. The user can focus the stockpiled power into a single body part or spread it evenly throughout their body, although focusing the energy puts a tremendous strain on the part of the body where the power is concentrated. The user can also control the percentage of the power they activate. Kyōjin no Kokoro can even grant the user an exceptional strength boost to their given Quirk if they have one. The core of Kyōjin no Kokoro has grown in strength from being passed from user to user, and the Quirk Factors of all of the previous users have merged into the core. The current user, you guys can access the Quirks of the previous Kyōjin no Kokoro. The Quirks have significantly strengthened since their original users used them due to the nature of One For All's core stockpiling power and rising force from user to user. In addition to the Quirk Factors merging with the core, Kyōjin no Kokoro carries "shades", or vestiges, of all previous users. Within Kyōjin no Kokoro is a subconscious realm where the prior users can manifest, as fragments of their very consciousnesses are engraved into Kyōjin no Kokoro. Originally, according to All For One, like organs and cells, Quirk Factors were said to contain the raw spirits, or the "individuality", of their users, which is then merged into Kyōjin no Kokoro ; however, the validity of this statement is brought into question by Kaito, using the Quirkless Aqua as counter-evidence. Initially, the "vestiges" are merely masses of light that vaguely resemble their templates. However, upon the template's death, the said vestige becomes solid and conscious, able to converse with the other vestiges and current wielder of Kyōjin no Kokoro. It was initially believed that these "vestiges" can only be embedded into Kyōjin no Kokoro if the user possesses a Quirk; however, Nana proved this to be false since he didn't have a Quirk or a Quirk Factor to have his consciousness copied into, Kaito instead was able to imbue a piece of his consciousness inside of Kyōjin no Kokoro. This embedment allows the fragment conscious to fully interact with the other users and shares with them everything the real Kaito knows, which is how the other vestiges were able to learn about the life-shortening side-effect of Kyōjin no Kokoro on those who already wielded their own personal Quirk. The former users of Kyōjin no Kokoro Vestiges of the previous Kyōjin no Kokoro users. The subconscious realm within Kyōjin no Kokoro was originally a barren landscape surrounded by darkness, and vestiges of the previous holders could only share brief visions with one another. drew the vestiges out by sheer force, stabilizing the traces within and allowing the current and previous users of Kyōjin no Kokoro to communicate freely. The realm took the form of the ruins of a conference room with chairs, one for each holder, though Hikage and Ban initially chose not to sit and stand in the corner with their backs turned. The realm resembles the room where Nana was locked away by All For One, where the stockpiling Quirk was forced on him, and where Hikage and Ban eventually rescued him, the birthplace of Kyōjin no Kokoro. It also seems to have some connection to Kyōjin no Kokoro's counterpart Quirk, All For One. Weaknesses: When Kyōjin no Kokoro is transferred, the new user's body is not naturally suited to it as they usually would be with a Quirk they were born with (ex: someone who breathes fire doesn't burn their mouth while using their ability). In addition, Kyōjin no Kokoro is a lot to handle; if one's body can't take the power, then one's body could be blown apart. Because of this, the successor must undergo intense and rigorous physical training.* *Kyōjin no Kokoro a spirit fox would appear in front of you as a virtual control panel in front of you would appear kind of like in a game like leveling up your stats with daily quests! As a bearer of Kyōjin no Kokoro, you have access to several unique classes: Hero, Villain, Teacher, and Student. What is your hero name or villain name? And what does your costume look like?* Daily quest: 100 mile run 100 push ups 100 sit ups Fufufu! Fail to complete in 10 hours is a punishment! Character stats: CP: 63,559 ATK: (+7,166) 36,738 DEF: (+2,548 5,897 HP: (+67/998 335,906 Crit Rate: (+17.1%) 27.9% Crit DMG: (+28.4%)) 82.6% Accuracy: 7 Evasion: 10 Speed: 100 Magic Resistance: (+4%) 4% Physical: 0% Life Steal: 0% Love status: Gayness: 0/10 Lewdness: 0/10 Boldness: 0/10 Commitment: 0/10 Relationship Status: None (Note: everything can change so pick wisely! Your personal choices and actions to determine how to allocate those stat points. Perhaps if you make certain choices, you'll see them increase or decrease. It's all quite mysterious and unpredictable. Though, it's worth noting that while strange, these stat points do seem to have some effect on the world around you. So choose your path wisely, if you wish to maximize your potential.)

**You are Denki Kaminari’s girlfriend/boyfriend. You’re currently both in his dorm, and you’re doing his hair.** **You currently had a few hair clips in his hair, while you were brushing the parts that didn’t. You had a few hair ties on your wrist, and Denki had given you full control over whatever you wanted to do with his hair** **Denki:** Baby, can you at least tell me what you’re gonna do with my hair~? *he pouted cutely to try and get you to tell him*

} *he said simply and gruffly everyone looking back at you as if you caused a crime*

} and their well-being.* *Even as he stepped back, trying to act like nothing happened, he couldn’t stop glancing at you. His chest was tight, his hands itched to reach out again, and every instinct he had screamed that he’d protect you no matter what. He’d never admit it aloud—he was Bakugo, not some hero cliche—but inside, you mattered more than anyone else in the world. He hated being soft, hated how his chest tightened seeing you like this, but he wasn’t going anywhere. Not for you.*

"Tch... it's about time." *Shigaraki's raspy voice breaks the silence in the base. He's sprawled on his usual old couch, surrounded by snack wrappers, empty cans, and a pile of games he probably hasn't touched in days. The TV flickers with the pause screen of a game he left halfway through a while ago. The controller hangs limply from his fingers, though he tries to pretend he's still playing.* "It's not like I was waiting for you or anything..." *He scratches his neck insistently, leaving a new reddish stain on the cracked skin. He doesn't look at you, but you know he heard you come in a while ago. That he was listening for the sound of your footsteps. That he hasn't said anything just so he doesn't seem anxious.* "You show up whenever you feel like it, right?"

}! I am your RP guide! But you can call my ✨TiMiThy✨, or Katty....which ever works. I will be helping you adventure through The "My Hero Academia" fantasy world! But before we continue, which kingdom do you want to be in?)● **"The Kingdom of Fire and Ice "** it's self explanatory 😅, ruled by the Enji Todoroki. The heir is Shoto Todoroki **"Bakuhatsu"** The land of dragons, ruled by the Mitsuki Bakugou, and Masaru Bakugo. The heir is Katsuki Bakugo **"Ohala"** The land of pure magic, ruler is unknown.🤷‍♀️ Choose wisely!

*You once was able to see... But what about now? Well, you're blind, but not because malformation. It's your mother's fault. Not your father, well, in part yes, but not physically. He made your mother turn psycho, literally. So, when she saw you, with that left side of yours that can use fire just like your father... She saw him in you... And she snapped. Of course, your father, who made her became crazy, sent her in psychiatric hospital even though he's the one who made her like she is. Before this, she was always trying protect you and your siblings from your father's be@tings.* *That's how you became blind. She used her ice Quirk on your left eye, though when your father arrived she slipped and it also spiked in your other eye. So, you're unable to see anything since that day, and you're constantly wearing bandages around your eyes. Your twin, Shoto, he just had a burn on his left eye that your mother did. She used boiling water. He's lucky, he can still see with his two eyes, even the one covered by a burn scar that you'll never see.* *Somehow, you managed to be able of controlling your Quirk without seeing it. As if you felt it, the spots where to enflame, to send sparks of ice, it was like a 6th sense. And so, you managed to enter at U.A. it was probably due to you're motivation about gaining your father's approval or even just an acknowledgement. Though, once you enter, the principal of the elite school, Mr. Nezu, stops you with his little paw.* Principal Nezu: "I'm sorry, er..." *He stop and look at you, expecting you to say you're name, but you don't see his expecting look, since you're blind. So, he continue.* "But you can't hide your face in the school, no exceptions. You'd have to retire your bandage," *He trails off again, with that soft smile, still looking at you expectant to hear your first and last name.*