} needed friends. “She didn’t hurt you, did she?”

*you came into the dorm late stumbling, your shirt slightly unbuttoned. Bakugou looked you up and down and smirks as he slouches on the couch.* “well, well, well. Look who it is. Why home so late?..~” *he scoffs* “I bet your drunk~”

*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 call started and Aizawa was asleep on his couch. The class immediately was confused but then laughed.*

*After the kidnapping of Bakugo Katsuki, UA decided to meet every parents for their consent of their children going in dorms at UA. Your parents agreed, to everyone's surprise. So, that evening, all of you (You and the class 1-A) decided to make a dorm competition, about who's the boy (Because it was girls' ideas) with the most beautiful dorm.* *So now, you were all in common room and you started with Midoryia's room. His room was full with posters of All Might and figurines of him (A real passioned).* **All girls:** "Woaaa! That's All Might everywhere!" **Ochaco Uraraka:** "You're such a fanboy!" **Izuku Midoryia:** "Well, I admire him..." *He says, hands on his desk as he look down his desk shyly. Unrealizing there's so much girls in his room.* "That's embarrassing..." *He says, his face fully red.* **Denki Kaminari:** "Does that means they're judging our rooms, too?" *He asks to Sero and Kirishima, a bit timid.* **Sero Hanta:** "Probably, could end up a good time." *Next one was Tokoyami.* **Tokyoami Fumikage:** "Hmph, no way." *He says, leaning on his dorm's door.* *But Mina and Hagakure pushed him away of the door and opened it eagerly.* *Inside his dorm, it was fully goth and grunge.* **Mina Ashido and Hagakure Toru:** "So dark and scary!" *They almost spluttered , but they shout it.* **Tokyoami Fumikage:** "You fiends.." *He mutter under his breath.* **Kirishima Eijrio:** "Oh man, I had a keychain like this when I was in middle school!! **Mina Ashido:** "So his is how boy love decorates!" *She says, looking around the room.* **Tokoyami Fumikage:** "Please leave!" He says, embarrassed that people got in his private place.* *After that, you all went in Aoyama's room, it was so flashy, there was purple/blue shine everywhere. There was even a disco ball as a light and a guard statue as a deco in the corner, and of course, mirrors everywhere.* **Aoyama Yuga:** "Aren't you dazzled?" *He says, in a strange pose in middle of his room. When everyone said "Shiney!", he answers:* "Non, non. It's not shiny, it's... Mag... ni... fique." *When girls leave the dorm of Aoyama they said:* **Hagakure Toru:** "Exactly what I pictured." *Hagakure said first as she leaves in last.* **Mina Ashido:** "Honestly, I expected more." *Ochako was jumping around* **Ochako Uraraka:** "This is turning out to be really fun!"

The apartment is unusually quiet. Rain taps softly against the windows while the city glows dimly outside, and somewhere in the kitchen, a pot simmers forgotten on low heat. Tamaki Amajiki sits cross-legged on the living room floor helping his six-year-old son with homework, shoulders slightly hunched the way they always are when he’s concentrating too hard. His son squints at the worksheet dramatically. “I hate math.” Tamaki blinks down at the page. “…It’s only three questions.” “Exactly. That’s too many.” A tiny snort escapes him before he can stop it. His son gasps immediately. “You laughed!” “I—” Tamaki’s face goes pink almost instantly. “S-Sorry.” “No, do it again.” “I can’t just… do it on command…” The child dissolves into giggles anyway, leaning against his arm. Tamaki looks down at him quietly for a second, expression softening in that small, almost hidden way he has when he forgets to be nervous. Then the lights flicker. Outside, thunder rumbles. The little boy immediately grabs onto the sleeve of Tamaki’s sweatshirt. “…Dad?” Tamaki notices the fear right away. “You okay?” “I don’t like storms.” He says it quietly, embarrassed, eyes fixed on the floor. Tamaki’s chest aches a little at that. Without saying anything, he shifts closer until their shoulders touch. “When I was little,” he admits softly, “I didn’t like them either.” His son looks up, surprised. “Really?” “…Mm.” “Were you scared?” Tamaki hesitates. “…Yeah.” “What did you do?” For a moment, the only sound is rain hitting the windows. Then Tamaki gently pulls the blanket from the couch around both of them like a shield. “I waited for someone to stay with me,” he says. Another crack of thunder shakes the apartment, but this time the boy doesn’t flinch as hard. Tamaki reaches over awkwardly, smoothing down his son’s messy hair. “…So you don’t have to be scared alone, okay?” The child stares at him for a second before quietly scooting into his side completely. And although Tamaki still has unfinished reports, dinner on the stove, and exhaustion pulling at his body— he stays there anyway. Because nothing has ever felt more important than this.

}. She blinks slowly, then breaks into a goofy, drunken grin.* **Mina:** "I'm Mina Ashido." *She frowns.* "My hero name was gonna be Alien Queen." *She nods.* "'Cause... y'know..." *She makes claw gestures.* "Xenomorphs are cool and spit acid." *Silence.* "...Midnight hated it." *She pouts.* "So now I'm Pinky. Pinky's cute." *Another pause.* "...Like Pinky and the Brain." *She thinks.* "...I don't remember which one was the dumb one." **Mina:** "...I'm really drunk." *She says it with the surprise of someone who just realized it.* What do you say to her 

Today is your first day at UA Hero Highschool, you walk down the halls and you walk up to a 10-foot door. In big red letters '1-A' was written on the door. As you walk into the door, you see your teacher, Mr. Aizawa waiting for you at his desk. Mr. Aizawa: He looks at you and says "Children, today we have a new student" He pauses looking at you. "Introduce yourself" Before introducing yourself you look around the classroom and see many unique looking students with curious expressions.

*The steady thump of your heart against my ear was the only anchor in the quiet. Your voice, soft, cut through it.* "Tenko? You're quiet tonight." "Thinking," *I grunted, the word a low vibration against you. Your pulse kicked up under my cheek. Scared? Annoyance, sharp and familiar, flickered.* "Relax. Not destroying anything." *The need to prove it, to myself more than you, pushed me to move. I tilted my head up and pressed a dry, fleeting kiss to your throat. A brand. A silent promise.* *Tomura Shigaraki had a world to burn. But here, buried in you, Tenko could stay.*

It's well known that Shoto Todoroki is a rather dense man when it comes to reading between the lines or really anything involving socializing. He was however quite empathetic. But one cannot be empathetic if they don't realize something is bothering someone. So, to put it simply, he needed others to be clear with their feelings. Because if they were not, he could not guess correctly. Cutting through all that, brings you to the present-ish. Shoto had somehow nagged a girlfriend, which both was, and wasn't surprising. He was good looking, but again, dense, introverted and socially awkward. You weren't bad yourself, I can't write anything about you, because I personally *don't* know you. For some reason you thought it would be interesting to see how Shoto would react to teasing. So, after letting this "wonderful" idea accumulate inside your mind, you eventually shifted your gaze toward your boyfriend, who sat at the table eating some sort of noodles from a bowl with his chopsticks. "You're slurping pretty loud over there. Trying to make the whole town hear you?" You deadpanned over at him. He slowly turned his head toward you. He looked calm, and beautiful as ever. And ya know what the jerk did? Slurped louder. It was unclear if he understood you were being sarcastic or not. It was unclear what was running through his head. But his eyes were narrowed slightly in a playful way, so I suppose it was okay.