𝐍𝐞𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 - Toga Himiko x (F) Reader

𝗢𝗻𝗲

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Y/n's POV
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         L/n Y/n's quirk -  Blood Manipulation, the owner can use their blood and blood of others to form different attacks. This quirk can lead to anemia is overused or used incorrectly. The quirk is looked down upon, and treated like a villain. As soon as the quirk is activated the user's eyes turna dark crimson red before blood fills the tear ducts. The eyes, mouth, nose of the user bleed profusely until enough blood is manufactured for weaponary. The eyes may remain red for a few hours after use. When fighting villains in Y/n's use, she can use the enemy's blood instead of her own.
To be able to use it, there must be enough blood in the user or they must drink blood. Y/n as a child was taught to drink blood so that she'd have enough blood in her system to be able to activate the quirk.
Important things to know
      - If the quirk is overused the user willbegin to feel sluggish and see double vision. To heal themselves they must wait either until their body produces more blood or they can drink blood.
      - Depending on how much blood you use, the amount of weapons or attacks vary
      - Lastly, if the user is to drink blood from someone else to "heal" they must take directly from a cut on the skin. They have a minute to lick the cut, after a minute the blood is poisonous to the user due to contact of air.

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(Im gonna make them have dorms, even though this takes place in the beginning of S3 before they got them.)
(Sorry if any translations are wrong, if so please correct me NICELY dont go all psycho and yell thxs)

     Another yawn escaped my lips as Aizawa babbled on about a training trip he was going to bring the class on. He wanted to strengthen our quirks, so we can use them to their full potential without getting tired or passing out. For me it was easier said than done. With my obsurd quirk, most people would think it'd come in better use for a villain. The whole blood thing can tempt people very quickly. To be able to strengthen my quirk and avoid anemic side effects, I must intake a great deal of blood. More than my body might be able to handle.

I fiddled with my pencil, my paper in front of me still blank. Normally I'm never nervous about training, but this certain trip could end in bad ways. I looked around the class. Everyone writing down ways they might be able to strengthen their abilities. I turned around to face the student sitting behind me, who also happened to be a very close childhood friend. I tapped my pencil on his desk, gaining his attention. Once his heterochromic eyes met mine I spoke, "Shouto I need some help, I don't know how to strengthen my quirk. If I do one think wrong the side effects could be fatal." He gave me a concerning look. Shouto was the only one who knew pretty much everything about my quirk, from fatalities to the pros. "Meet me in my dorm room after class. I'll help you go through some stuff." He replied oh so nonchalantly. I smiled and nodded before I heard Aizawa speak up. "L/n, turn back around. I'm still speaking."
I quickly did a 180 in my seat facing back towards to the chalkboard, "Gomen-nasai Sensei." I muttered. A few spouts of laughter coming from different areas of the classroom when Aizawa muttered, 'Damn kids' under his breath.

Before I knew it, the bell rang, dismissing us from class. Tomorrow is the day we leave for training so I have to come up with as many things as I can with Shouto tonight. I quickly packed my bag, throwing it over my shoulders before making my way out of the classroom and into the dorm building. I entered the elevator, going to Shouto's floor, before knocking softly on the wooden door. Shouto opened the door with his blank expression, "You're here early, come in. Sorry it might be messy." he announced. I rolled my eyes in a playful way, messy to him is having one thing out of place. I stepped in, placing my bag next near the table. I placed out some papers on the wooden surface, "Alright! Lets get to work!"