Floatless. You know you’ve been indoors for too long when you go outside for the first time in like two days and react like a vampire probably would when the sunlight hits you.
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Floatless. You know you’ve been indoors for too long when you go outside for the first time in like two days and react like a vampire probably would when the sunlight hits you.
@inanthesis / ☾
“ Todoroki-kun! Todoroki-kun! Look at this! ” There’s no holding down the jubilance in her voice, warmth intones as she holds the interactive cat toy in her hands. It’s something that her co-worker at the cat cafe she works at introduced her to, something she knew she had to get for Todoroki and Yuki. The toy dangles the butterfly at the end of the spring moving it back and forth with her enthusiastic movements. Hands draw up to hold the toy up towards her taller companion.
“ One of my co-workers showed it to me and I thought Yuki would appreciate it! ”
@bombhero / ☾
The serious atmosphere is immediately broken upon the sound of a stomach rumbling that is anything but subtle. ( Ochako’s not subtle, she wears her heart on her sleeve and her face is an open book, no lock and key in sight. ) Her training stance falters, arm that had been poised back instead drawing to the back of her head, the other free hand finding home to her stomach as if that will appease it. Sheepishness radiates from her form, rosy cheeks blooming a little more in color.
“ Sorry, sorry! I might have skipped breakfast and. . . .well, ahah. ” Her abashed voice trails into sheepish giggles as she anticipates his tempered scoff. She’s supposed to be training with him but -- what’s the saying, the stomach wants what it wants.
@shockpop / ☾
An upbeat singsong whistle comes from pink lips as an arm cradles a plastic bowl while the other hand vigorously stirs the mix. There’s white powder on her nose, some dusted even across her cheeks, and the front of her apron but she doesn’t pay any heed to it instead focusing determinedly at the task on hand. Pretty cupcakes, pretty cupcakes. . . It’s like a mantra in her head. The notes she took from her mom are displayed on the kitchen counter in messy, cursive scribbles to guide her along the way. Her attention is diverted only by seeing Kaminari’s presence now in the living room of their dormitories.
“ Oh -- hey, Kaminari-kun! ” she chirps, her voice just as sweet as the cupcake mix she is cooking with. “ Do you wanna help?? ”
" Oi, pink cheeks. " He grasps her chin, squeezing her flushed cheeks between his thumb and forefingers for emphasis. " -- I'm hungry. Let's go get spicy curry. "
There’s a wrinkle of her button nose through the pressure of his grip against her chin and rather round rosy cheeks. There’s no request in Katsuki’s voice, it’s all demands, all bark; Everything he orders. Ochako’s used to it, really she is, but she’s a firecracker in her own way and acts in kind. Her voice sounds muffled and hilariously odd through his grasp.
“ Only if we get mochi after. ”
She doesn’t really like spicy curry, and he doesn’t like mochi much, but it’s a compromise.
floatless. Consider this a tentative starter call?? Something small while I kinda try to get back in character???
floatless. SO - is anyone still alive on here omg. I’ve been gone a long while otl
heartfulmind
From the moment the girl pinpoints his feelings and makes a suggestion out of it for him to set into motion, not a second passes for him to turn into a shrinking violet and his face a blooming rose; he feels his toes curl in his shoes, the grip of his fingers grazing against his palms, and the heat residing in his cheeks. His posture hints that he wants to crumble by the way he delicately sways –he swears that any gust of wind could push him away– but fuel is not added to the flame.
“Uraraka … for just how long have you been knowing this? You can’t just say these things out loud …”
Came Shinsou’s gentle voice. It is times like these when he appreciates cleaning the kitchen of the humble coffee shop, for it is when his back is only visible to Uraraka and her to him as she busies herself with the dishes. This way, she does not see the effects her words have on him or catch his expression that is filled with deep thought. I really like you, that phrase lost its meaning for all that he does with it is repeat it in his mind like if that’ll make his mouth make it come alive. Those set of words would only be a thought.
The brainwasher does not expect an answer from his workmate, much less, want to hear an exact date for he believes that she knows since the dawn of time, and it’d embarrass him listening to her possibly say that. Shinsou is aware of his sensitive heart and how carried away it can get; he would not be surprised if she has caught on to the dreamy sighs he emits when the barista walks right past by him like if he didn’t exist. And to Shinsou that was okay. At least they would never know of his infatuation. However, he can’t help but also feel touched by the girl; she has known and has not said a single letter of his feelings. For that, he trusts her with his confession.
“… Besides, I’m not sure how much of a place I have in their heart.”
INTUITIVE SHE IS, seeing things some might miss. Her frankness knows no boundaries, however, her words often slipping past her lips without extra thought. It’s not that she wants to make fun of Shinsou, not at all. If anything it’s her way of trying to help him. Maybe, she’s projecting a tad bit too. She knows all about how hard feelings can be, is struggling with her own amid it all.
“ Hmm. . . for awhile, I guess, ” she answers, finally. It’s not hard when you watch people enough. You start to see things you didn’t before. Shinsou’s not as obvious, but Ochako’s observant, at least when her feelings aren’t involved. Otherwise she can be rather dense.
His confession sounds so real, so much that Ochako feels like there is a tightening in her own chest. It hits a little too close to home. She, too, has often felt insecurity among her own, uh, crush. Like a girl picking flower petals off one by one and questioning: does he love me, does he love me not? But this isn’t about her, and she’s long decided to bury her own feelings for Deku. This is about Shinsou.
Hands pause in between wiping off a final dish as she turns around to face him. His back is to her so she can’t read his face. Has his posture always been slouched like that?
“ I won’t tell anyone, I promise, ” she says, voice kind. Secrets are sacred to her. “ And. . . I guess you’ll never know unless you ask. ” A beat passes before she adds, “ You’re a pretty cool guy, Shinsou-kun. Don’t sell yourself short. ” She thinks he has a chance.
* inanthesis !
❝ Hm, well maybe YOU SHOULD BE. ❞ A simple enough threat but one he felt held credibility. Half of himself was ice and he was VERY, VERY PRACTICED with his right side and using it in every way. So, knowing quirks were allowed in this battle meant that the second he saw Uraraka’s next attack it took little more than a flick of a wrist for Shouto to construct a shielding barrier of ice from the snow starting to rise up off the ground.
From there he had the perfect cover to start molding his projectiles, listening carefully for any movement outside of his makeshift base as he set out to create a pile of snowballs to be used as soon as he was ready.
❝ I hope you realize too that TECHNICALLY I can just melt any snowball you throw before it even hits me, assuming I see it coming. ❞
What a strategic defense! As expected from Todoroki. It’s true his quirk is flexible and adaptable, but Ochako’s too headstrong to falter. Assuming he sees it coming he says. If he’s distracted enough then he can’t counter. His reflexes can’t be as fast as Bakugou’s. Chocolate brown eyes flicker to the barrier of ice in front of him, blocking him from her. It looks sturdy - - heavy, but she’s lifted heavier she’s sure.
Her response is cheeky and frank. So Ochako. “ Yup, you can! But I hope you know I like to win, Todoroki-kun! ” --No matter the odds. With that she presses her finger pads together, lets the snowballs fall down on them, and dashes forwards, hand reaching out to touch his ice shield.
Can I please have more character development for my best girl
* briilliance !
@floatsaver continued
The soft tug of the blanket caused the girl to shift, slowly rolling to her side as Tsuyu’s eyes opened with a shifty sleepy gaze.
Despite her easily falling asleep nature she was also guilty of being an extremely light sleeper. Pushing herself to a straight sit-up position the froggy heroine looked up, her sleepy gaze now face to face with Ochako’s warm gentle essence.
Instantly her face flushed, any remains of drowsiness snapped out of her system as Tsuyu pulled the blankets closer to her, pulling some of it over her face to try and cover up the clearly present blush.
Kero.
“C-can I help you Ochako-chan?”
Round cheeks flush, a more prominent rosy color spreading across her ever red cheeks, making them a tad bit darker. Tsuyu awaking hadn’t been expected, and perhaps she would have liked to watch her friend sleep a little longer. ( Tsuyu-chan looks so cute when she sleeps. . .) But the moment is now broken, and Ochako is left feeling embarrassed at being caught like a child with her hand in the cookie jar.
“ O-oh, no, ” she splutters, cheeks rosy through a sheepish grin that spreads across her lips. She fidgets a bit with raised fingertips, brown gaze averting briefly before darting back to meet her friend’s dark gaze. “ You were sleeping so soundly that I didn’t want to leave you alone here. ”
tch.........love you
Stargazed eyes glint with a warm glow, determination and pride amidst as a tanned hand comes up to rub sweat off her forehead. Another training match is set and done. Arms soon come up in the air to stretch ( reach for the stars, young stargazer ) as she bounces a bit off the balls of her heels – up and down. Already her mind is clouding over now with what must be done in her evening shift at the cafe she works at. Lost in her thoughts she doesn’t realize Bakugou is speaking until it’s far too late and she’s missed all that he’s said ( oops! ).
“ Huh?? Did you say something Bakugou-kun? ”
There's a small frog buried under blankets that fell asleep after everyone opened their presents. - Tsuyu
Gathering the last bits of things to clean up she finally decides it’s time to probably head to bed now that everyone is doing the same. She pauses at the couch in the living room dorms only because she spots Tsuyu’s buried form underneath a huge fluffy blue blanket. Her heart skips a beat or two as she goes over to her form, squatting down by the couch to peek at her companion’s form. Tsuyu looks so peaceful as she sleeps. Soft. A little fragile, even.
Hands come up to cup rosy cheeks as her gaze lingers on Tsuyu’s sleeping form. After a beat or two she finally reaches up to adjust the blanket, makes sure Tsuyu is sufficiently covered. “ Tsuyu-chan… . ” she murmurs softly, her hand coming to brush dark bangs out of her companion’s face.
What to call her? Girlfriend? They’ve said they wanted to be more than friends so… naturally that makes them dating, right? She’s still so new to this.
* inanthesis !
@floatsaver asked: Molds a nicely made snowball to throw at Todoroki’s head. Will it K.O. him? Stay tuned!
While nearly entirely unfazed by the cold air around him, Shouto WAS taken off-guard at being pelted with a ball of snow, icy flakes being shaken out of his hair as he turned quickly to find his attacker. It was then he spotted her, well within range for him to retaliate SO HE DID.
❝ I hope you realize what you’re doing starting a war IN MY ELEMENT. ❞ It was simple work picking some snow up off the ground, resisting the urge to activate the heat of his quirk to keep from melting the snow as he gathered it to form a ball of his own. It was cold on his exposed fingers but it’s NOTHING compared to the near-frostbite he’s experienced from over-using his quirk so within a minute he had his projectile ready and lobbed it at Uraraka.
As the snowball manages to hit its target her reaction is just as priceless as his. “ Ha! ” Rosiness spreads across her cheeks and nose as a burst of uncontrollable giggles tumble from her lips.
Her giggles finally dissipate, leaving her still rosy cheeked. Said cheeks spread with the mirth of her grin, looking a little too proud. ( She’s a devious little thing. Truly. ) “ I’m not scared of a little war with you, Todoroki-kun, ” she chirps, cheekily. By then he’s already gathering up a ball of his own, more round, more molded than hers. ( He makes it look so flawless. ) She dashes to the right, the snowball still managing to smack her square in her shoulder before she throws herself into a pile of snow to avoid further hit.
Soft pillows of snow are cold underneath her body, makes her teeth chatter a bit before an idea strikes. Gloves are taken off as she presses pink padded fingertips together, quirk activating. She grins as she presses her hands to the ground, and the snow beneath them starts to crumble and break away into pieces that go afloat into the atmosphere. A snow meteor shower????
@oneheir ♡ ‘d
A slender digit presses into a tanned rosy cheek, delight beaming across her round facial features. Molars chew through the sticky treat before swallowing. Happiness tones radiate in her high pitched voices. “ Thank you for the mochi, Izuku-kun! They’re really tasty. ” And because she’s Uraraka Ochako she picks out another treat from the bag to hold out to him - - but, wait, she’s holding it up to his mouth, not his hand. “ Here, try one! Say aah! ”
THEY RECEIVED EACH OTHER’S CHRISTMAS GIFTS AND THEY’RE BOTH BLUSHING LIKE IDIOTS IM SCREECHING