Just Realised I Put On My Lipstick The Same Way My Friend Does, And It Makes Me Think. My Favourite Ice

Just realised I put on my lipstick the same way my friend does, and it makes me think. My favourite ice cream is my childhood friend’s go-to, even if we don’t speak much anymore. My favourite flower is the one my college friend sends me pictures of because they’re her favourite. What am I but a collection of fragments of all the people I care about? Isn’t that precious enough? Isn’t it?

based off an old unfinished fanfic I was writing where Jeff and Toby break into a house and share an orange

“You could also compensate by improving other skills.”

“Still wish I could use my quirk for speed. I’m jealous of guys like you and Sero.”

I have a friend and she’s the most wonderful being in the world. Her laughter reminds me of childhood and her smiles are the brightest things I’ve ever laid eyes on. I love her very much. I don’t think there are enough words in the entire existence of humanity to properly describe the amount of love and care I have for her.

the U.A. teachers in the anime/manga

the teachers in the school briefs novels