students birthdays
synopsis. the birthdays, quirks, blood types, and heights of the other students. includes students from u.a. high school, shiketsu high school, and ketsubutsu academy high school.
editions. students birthdays – infographic
volumes. class 1–a • class 1–b • students
Tatami Nakagame
23 January
Telescopic - Ketsubutsu Third Year
Blood Type A
155 cm
Seji Shishikura
9 February
Meatball - Shiketsu Third Year
Blood Type A
172 cm
Tamaki Amajiki
4 March
Manifest - U.A. Third Year
Blood Type AB
177 cm
Shikkui Makabe
30 March
Stiffening - Ketsubutsu Third Year
Blood Type B
180 cm
Mei Hatsume
18 April
Zoom - U.A. First Year
Blood Type O
157 cm
Yō Shindō
13 May
Vibrate - Ketsubutsu Third Year
Blood Type AB
176 cm
Hitoshi Shinsō
1 July
Brainwashing - U.A. First Year
Blood Type AB
177 cm
Mirio Tōgata
15 July
Permeation - U.A. Third Year
Blood Type O
181 cm
Camie Utsushimi
15 August
Glamour - Shiketsu Second Year
Blood Type O
161 cm
Inasa Yoarashi
26 September
Whirlwind - Shiketsu First Year
Blood Type B
190 cm
Nejire Hadō
6 October
Wave Motion - U.A. Third Year
Blood Type B
164 cm
Nagamasa Mōra
13 November
Extend-o-Hair - Shiketsu Second Year
Blood Type O
180 cm
Itejirō Tōteki
20 December
Boomerang - Ketsubutsu Third Year
Blood Type B
171 cm
birthday facts
of the third years, shindō is the oldest and makabe is the youngest
of the second years, utsushimi is the oldest and shishikura is the youngest
of the first years, hatsume is the oldest and yoarashi is the youngest
hatsume is also the oldest first year in the whole series
shindō shares his birthday with neito monoma from class 1–b at u.a.
tōgata shares his birthday with izuku midoriya from class 1–a at u.a.
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Hello, I wanted to ask for an emergency request with Hitoshi or Denki from my hero academia. I struggle with epilepsy and I’ve recently had a grand mal seizure, and it’s caused some memory loss, and I still haven’t gotten out of the haze that lingers for days after. There’s a lot more to it than just that, but I’d like to request maybe one of them reassuring a friend or s/o that has had a grand mal or is just struggling with epilepsy and memory loss in general. Thank you 💜🧠
Shinso & Denki with s/o struggling with epilepsy
A/N: my heart goes out to you. I can't fully comprehend the challenges you're facing, but please know that your strength in sharing your struggles speaks volumes, and I'm here for you, ready to support you in any way you need. Take all the time you need to heal, and remember that brighter days await beyond the haze
EMERGENCY REQS MASTERLIST
Hitoshi Shinso
Hitoshi begins to notice subtle changes in your behavior and health, sensing that something is amiss. He observes the small seizures you experience and grows increasingly worried about your well-being.
Despite your attempts to brush it off, he persisted, gently but persistently urging you to see a doctor. He even considered using his Quirk to make you comply, but he respected you enough to hold back.
Eventually, you relented and went for a medical checkup. The diagnosis revealed epilepsy, and the revelation was overwhelming. Hitoshi, however, remained by your side, offering unwavering support.
He researched extensively about epilepsy to understand what you were going through. Hitoshi learned about triggers, medications, and ways to support someone with epilepsy.
In a quiet and understanding tone, Hitoshi reassures you that you're not alone in this struggle. He expresses his concern and emphasizes the importance of being kind to your own self.
One day, after you had a particularly challenging moment, Hitoshi found you sitting alone, lost in your thoughts. He approached you quietly, his voice soothing and comforting, "I may not completely understand what you're going through, but I want you to know that I'm here for you."
Late at night, you find yourself restless, haunted by the fear of the unknown.
Hitoshi, sensing your unease, enters the room, his presence a calming force. "Hey, mind if I join you?"
"Sure," you tell him, trying to smile.
Hitoshi sat down beside you. "I know this is tough, and I can't pretend to know exactly how you feel, but I want to be here for you. We'll figure this out together, okay?"
You, with teary-eyed, replied, "It's just... it's a lot to take in for one person, you know, Shin? I'm super overwhelmed and tired. I feel useless.."
"I get it. But you're not alone. And you're not useless. Don't you ever dare to say silly things like that. I've been doing some research, learning about epilepsy, and I want to understand how I can support you better." He wraps an arm around your shoulders, offering silent reassurance. "It's scary, I know. But we'll face this together. You're not alone."
Denki Kaminari
Denki had known about your epilepsy since your time at UA. He never once treated you differently or made light of the situation. Instead, he took the initiative to educate himself about epilepsy and how to provide assistance during seizures.
His supportive nature shone through as he patiently learned the do's and don'ts, making sure he could be there for you whenever needed.
Denki, ever the optimist, always found a way to make you smile, even during challenging times.
Denki expresses his admiration for your strength, emphasizing that your epilepsy doesn't define you.
Unfortunately, there were instances where he had to put his knowledge into action, witnessing seizures and acting promptly to ensure your safety. Each time, he handled the situation with calm and grace.
After a particularly severe seizure, Denki stayed by your side. He understood the frustration and fear that came with memory loss and the aftermath of a grand mal seizure. His comforting presence was a constant, assuring you that you were not alone.
With a gentle smile, Denki would say, "Hey, we've been through this before, and we'll get through it again. You're stronger than you think, and I'm right here with you, Y/N."
In the aftermath of a particularly strong seizure, you find yourself disoriented and fatigued.
Denki sits beside you, offering a bottle of water and a warm smile. "Tough one, huh?"
You whispered weakly, "Yeah..."
Denki smiled, squeezing your hand, "You know, you never cease to amaze me with your strength. This is just a bump in the road, and we'll navigate it together, yeah?"
"It's just frustrating, losing pieces of my memory like this... I'm afraid I'll forget about you one day..."
Denki lets out a sigh. "I get it. But remember, I'm here to help you fill in the gaps. And hey, you will never forget. It doesn't work that way, eh? We've got a ton of good memories ahead of us to create. This is just a detour, not the end of the journey." He leans in, pressing a soft kiss on your forehead, a gesture filled with warmth and unwavering support.
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Accidents Happen
tw: self harm and mentions of attempted suicide
Hitoshi heard whimpering coming from one of the spare bedroom at the end of the hall. He was on his way to the kitchen for a glass of water, because the air had grown fairly hot in the night.
He remembered when he felt like that. When the day felt so bad, and the nightmares felt so real that it made him sick. He quietly pushed open the door, careful not to make it creak, careful not to wake the two other adults just down the hall.
He smelled a smell that smelled all to family and brought back to not so distant painful memories. He felt bad for her. He had been in the girls' position not so long ago, and he remembered how each painful moment felt.
He kneeled on the side of her bed and debated waking her up. This was probably the most peaceful sleep she had in a long time, despite the fact that she was having a violent nightmare.
“Y/N.” he gently shook her awake, causing her to sit straight up in the bed, neck hairs standing up. “Hey, it’s okay, you’re okay.”
“Hitoshi?” she quietly questioned, wiping the sweat off her brow. She caught the look on his face and assumed the worst. She tried to get out of bed, but her legs felt stuck to the uncomfortable plastic-like sheets. “Did something happen? Do I have to go back?”
“No..no nothing like that-”
“Is it Eri, is she okay?” she pleaded.
“She’s fine.” he urged. “It’s okay, everything is okay, I swear.” he whispered.
He watched her face settle into a mix of stress and content, and watched her muscles grow loose. Her eyes fell on the spiderman comforter, and she wiggled her nose trying to ignore the presentiant smell. Then she looked at him, waiting for him to speak, he didn’t know what to say, so thought about what Aizawa said to him, not so many months ago.
“ I have to tell you something, and I don’t want you to be embarrased, or worried, or feel bad about it, okay?” he watched her nod sligtly. “ I think you may have had an accident.”
“ Accident?” her eyebrows moved together and her mouth formed into a line confused, before her eyes widened in realization and she grabbed the egde of the comfoter and through it off the bed, landing on the floor right next to Shinso, who payed it no mind. “ Oh god.” Her hand flew to her mouth, as she tried to come up with a reasonable excuse, only for her mind to draw a blank. “ Oh my god. I’m so sorry-”
“There’s no reason to be sorry. It was a accident.”
“ I wet the bed.” she muttered to herself. Like she was still trying to get herself to believe it.
She had been through so much, and yet she was still behaving like a child, not only that but she had managed to embarrass herself into a person that she desperately wanted to be her friend.
“ I wet the bed.” she repeated.
“ It’s okay, it was an accident.” Hitoshi muttered, he saw her trying hard to cry.
“I’m sorry-”
“Please don’t apologize.” he said, he really wanted to stroke her hair and rub her back, but was afraid to touch her without asking. “ It was accident. Accidents happen some time, things like this happen some time.”
“ I wet the bed.” she said again, her eyes widened as tears fell freely down her face, “ I’ll clean it up, I swear. I will-”
“ It’s okay, it’s okay, don’t worry. That doesn’t matter.” He spoke, his voice was calm. He knew the melting pot of emotions that she had to be feeling. It was clear that she was upset, but even then she was worried about fixing the mess that she made.
“ I’ll clean it up I promise, and I can sleep on the couch-”
“ Don’t worry about that right now. How about you go to the bathroom and clean up a little, and I’ll take care of this-”
“ You don’t have to-”
“ I insisit.”
“ You can’t tell him, you can’t-”
“ I won’t, I promise. Now go shower, I’ll be here when you get back.”
20 minutes later, she came back with a fresh pair of pajamas, and a hanful of dirty ones. Hitoshi had given her a pair, and they were much to big, the t shirt stopping mid thigh, and the boxer shorts hanging of her hips. The socks were mismatched in a unironic way. It would have been an unusally funny sight, if it weren’t for the fact that it was clear that she had been crying in the shower.
“ I didn’t know where to-”
“ It’s okay, I’ll take them on my way out.” he whispered. “ I gave you an extra blanket, in case you got cold.”He was always cold when he first moved in. The doctors guessed it was the years of malnutrition and about every diffancy known to man. “ Bed’s all yours.” he motioned to the bed.
“ You won’t tell him-”
“ No.” he spoke plainly. Like he was talking to a mirror. He would know exactly what she felt like, he was in her position not more than a year ago. “ Are you sure you don’t want to talk to him-”
“ Yes.” she said quickly. “ Please.”
“ Is there a reason?”
“ I don’t want him to get rid of me, if I’m too much trouble he’ll get rid of me.” she spoke, it was a manic mutter. His face softened, he knew that desperation, that need to be perfect that want to stay safe, she wanted to be safe. That need to not be too much, to not be sent away.
Hitoshi carefully walked towards her, and pointed, before asking if he could have a seat. Y/N hesitated before nodding softly and looking away. She was tired, that itself was clear, the prominent eyebags gave her away.
“ He won’t get rid of you, I promise.”
“ How do you know, when you’re so...” she searched her mind for the word. Settled on one, opened her mouth to speak, decided it was offensive and didn’t say anything else.
“ It’s okay, You can say it.”
“ Good. You’re so good.”
“When Aizawa had first taken me in I was.... I was alot like you.”
“ Broken?”
Hitoshi shook his head and extended his hand to the bedside tissue, so he could wipe the tears out of her face.
“ I was fine, but one night after Mr. Mic took me out to the store I saw my mothers husband. At the time I was fine. I was a bit scared, yeah, but I thought I was fine. But Aizawa ended up having to wake me up. Turns out I wet the bed. Right through the streets all over the matress.”
“ I hardly even know him and I really don’t want to disappoint him.”
“ I think he’ll be more happy that you reached out to him. He really just wants to help, y’know?”
“ I don’t want him to send me away.”
“ He won’t. I know he doesn’t seem like it, but he is very forgiving and kind. He just wants to help, y’know.” he spoke. Y/N seemed to burry herself in a bundle of inescapble slelf pity. “The first night I got her, I drunk all his alcohol threw up over his balcony before taking a knife from his kitchen and trying to kill myself.” he said like it was the most normal thing in the world.
Y/N wanted to laugh, he always seemed so put together and calm. There is no way a boy like him, used to be so broken. So unfixable.
“ Yeah right.”
“See.” he pulled up the hem of his sleves and saw a long scar running along his wrist. Y/N’ s mouth fell open and she chewed on her bottom lip.
“But you seem so... okay.”
“ It took some time to get there, but I’m getting to be okay.” he shrugged. “ You’ll get there to.” he added. “ You’re doing better than I was, you haven’t thrown up over the balcony yet so.”
“ When did it stop?” she asked, looking up at staring at the wall. “ The bed wetting?”
“ I don’t remeber the day-”
“Why did it stop.”
“ I don’t know, they just did. It still happens sometimes, maybe once a month or so.” he whispered. “ Talking to him helped. He’s really good about that stuff. I know he doesn’t seem like it but he’s comforting in a weird way. He always knew how to make me feel better.”
“ I can’t-”
“ He won’t get rid of you.”
“ Becase it’s embarrasing, I’m ebarrased. I feel so pathetic, like a baby.”
“ I get it. Boy do I get it, but not talking about it, it only hurts you.”
“ Eri has never wet the bed-”
“ It’s a trauma response, a normal truma response that alot of people have.An that doesn’t make you any more pathetic, or give you any reason to be embarrased.”
“ I would be really embarrased if I threw up over the balcony.” she shrugged and glanced up to look for his approval to he smiling and bitting back a laugh.
“ Really funny.” he laughed. “ You’re really funny.”
Y/N wore a ghost of her smile as Hitoshi waved her goodbye and started to leave. He picked up the pile of laundry and made it halfway before she called out to him.
“ I’ll think about it. Talking to him I mean.”
He nodded, that’s all he could ask of her was to think about getting help. Forcing her to talk would have been bad, so she planned on not going back to sleep, and thinking about it.
“ If you need anything, I’m just down the hall.”
And with that, he closed the door behind him, leaving Y/N with a half smile, and thoughts of getting help.
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