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#me fuckgn too riko #starshineknight #riko.txt

Painting had always been a tactic of escapism for Riko. Maybe not purposefully, but whenever she longed to see places that she was basically guaranteed to never travel to again, or at all, herself, what with her family’s status and her current income... She tried to recreate it. Or at least, what she could gather from what she knew.

Today was the ocean again. Something about the arches of waves she’d never touched and the bending curves of the shoreline was cathartic to swipe across her canvas.

Riko, pausing, brought the end of her brush to her chin and tapped with a quiet sigh. Perhaps some blues she could only dream of.

Her mild frustration was interrupted. At the sound of a voice, her head whipped over her shoulder in surprise and found... a complete stranger. Weren’t her mother’s regulars the only people that really stopped to watch her? One thing’s for sure, though-- this awestruck stranger’s eyes was proving her wrong about those previous thought about the color blue.

Partly because of her own awkwardness and partly catching herself staring, she abruptly turned back to her canvas and focused intently on fiddling with her palette. Maybe if she wasted enough time this person would get bored and would forget about her clumsy interaction-- not that you could really... call it that.

starshineknight:

“Really?! You’re a lifesaver, Todoroki-kun!” Fists bare eagerly and she practically hops in place, enthusiasm just as poorly hidden as ever. Even if Shouto’s personality did tend to be on the more reserved side, the fact that he was agreeing to any of this at all spoke of enough cooperation to put her far more at ease, admittedly.

Once her things are settled at the table, Ochako makes herself welcome in the seat across from the boy.

“G-Geez …. almost done, huh? I guess I kinda expected that, but I’m still having trouble on my topic. The ‘getting started’ part is always the worst.” She admits with a sheepish laugh. “What are you writing about though? If you don’t mind me asking, anyways.”

Rubbing his wrist lightly with his thumb, Shouto can’t help but feel a little awkward with the waves of positivity Ochako’s emitting. Not to say that it’s bad, but he still isn’t used to it being directed at himself, not fully. He nods again as she settles into her seat.

“It’s how our generation is showing to be influenced previous generation of heroes. It’s not a super complex subject, since I just... looked around at our class.” He gives a vague hand gesture.

“I used to not pay attention to that stuff, but...” he trails off. “You can look at it, if you want to.”

#shouto.txt #starshineknight #ur absolutely right #also @shouto woooow

starshineknight:

Great. At the very least he seemed willing to hear her out instead of, well…. dismissive or annoyed. She can’t imagine someone like Shouto wouldn’t be pretty busy on a daily basis, between class and his family and all the personal effort he obviously puts into training and studies. You didn’t get to be one of the top students in a U.A. class for nothing, after all.

“Do you think you can help me get my outline for the paper done?” A hand rubs at the back of her neck as she laughs sheepishly. “The topic is kind’ve, uh…. vague and confusing, honestly. I guess I overestimated my ability to write about what it’s asking for.”

And god knows hunting down a teacher this late in the day was a chore and a half.

“It’s fine if you’re doing something though! You just seem like you’re probably good person to ask about that kinda thing, hahah.”

Oh, the paper. He glances down towards the end of his own incomplete outline, where he’d been spacing out, and gives a slight nod.

“...That’d be okay.” Shouto gestures to the empty seats with his head. He isn’t sure how helpful he could be about this, feeling surprised when it’s mentioned that she considers him to be a good option for this task. Was he?

It’d probably help him with his focus in the meantime to help someone else work on it. After some contemplative silence, he speaks again, “I’m towards the end of mine, so... we can talk about it. Yeah.”

He tries to look as welcoming as possible, but his body language barely changes.

#shouto.txt #starshineknight

starshineknight

@starlitsnow

If you asked Ochako, there were plenty of perks to attending a boarding school. Meals were pretty accounted for, utilities and housing were out of the way…. and most importantly she was surrounded by classmates she could depend on when she inevitably needs help with coursework. The library is full of people just like her, studying the same subjects, after all.

And surely at least one of them would be someone in her class who at least half understood the paper they had been assigned earlier.

A quick scan of her surroundings comes up with a few options, some more reliable than others, but her reaction to a familiar shock of red and white hair is pretty immediate. It’d be hard to deny that she just found her best bet.

“Todoroki-kun!” She runs up and greets the boy with an eagerness that only seems to die at the realization it probably wasn’t appropriate in a library. “Are you busy?”

#shouto.txt #starshineknight #shouto: a dork

Shouto had intended on going to the library to work on the assignment to escape whatever brain fogginess had been plaguing him in his dorm-- perhaps he just needed a change of scenery to keep his focus in check. For the most part, it worked, but he still occasionally has to rein himself back from his traveling thoughts.

At hearing his name, he blinks up from his vacant stare at his notes and settles on his new company. “Oh... Uraraka.” He doesn’t really think about her question before speaking again. “Mm, not particularly.”

Shouto isn’t all that sure what she could want from him-- in a way, he isn’t sure how to address her. Then again, that’s been more of an everybody issue as of late. What with conversing more and all... He blinks again and quietly hopes his face doesn’t convey his vague uncertainty. “... Need something?”

#ooc #oops

Letting out a small ‘pfft’ at her dramatics, Rii grabbed her wife’s small hands and pulled her up to a standing position as she rose herself. “Maybe seeing his old foe ‘ll thrust some spirit back inta him, yeah? Just don’t tussle too much.”

“I make no promises. Such a villain deserves no mercy.” Though her tone remained serious, she had a very genuinely happy smile. She started to pull Rii along towards the floating island. Though she jokes around, she did very much like playing with Rii’s animals.

It had even been a few weeks since she’d gotten a chance to play with Frank. Once they arrived by the island, she wrapped her arms around Rii’s waist from behind, and began flapping her wings to get some lift. Once in the air, she flew her up to the island, and dropped her off at the edge, then dive bombing the poor cow. Naturally, she made sure to get rid of her heavier dragon parts to not hurt the animal.

Rii landed onto the earth with a light grunt, and looked up in time to witness the dragon fall with some kind of strange grace onto Frank's back. The cow in question stopped munching only to moo vaguely in response, and the sage grinned. "Heya, sweetie," she spoke gently to her long time friend while walking over and met the cow palm-to-snout. "Still feelin' under the weather? Poor thing. Wanna duke it out with your nemesis 'nd see if it helps you out?"

Frank's ear only twitched. Rii gave another pat.

The psychic stared in dismay at the cafeteria, seeing that her usual seat by the window was removed. A quick burst of effort told her that Aoi had removed it in an effort to get her and Asuna to socialize more with the other residents of this place. Cursing the Kappa, she made her way over to a relatively lonely table, with Cocoa being the only other one there. She’d rather be alone, but that wasn’t an option.

Sitting across from her, she began picking at her food, her mind clouded with negative thoughts. She hated being around other people, because almost everyone grew to hate her due to her mind reading powers. She’d occasionally glance up at Cocoa warily, making sure she wasn’t staring with hatred or fear.

Honestly surprised to see no such thing, even after a few minutes, Pyrrha loosened up. She still refused to talk, at least for now, but she no longer looked like she was about to scream.

#cocoa.txt #ic #illusionary flames

Cocoa ate contentedly at the pile of bread rolls at on her plate, though she was still anxious and hyper-fixated on the cafeteria. Large spaces without something to concentrate on made her nervous, so she was glad that she could at least have her favorite food to think about. Eating alone was nerve-wracking.

Upon the arrival of her guest, she blinked in surprise and halted her chewing. The dragon waited for the other to speak to her and then go through the awkward process of conveying her affliction, but… It never came? As the other became less tense, she rubbed at her arm and waved shyly. ’… Her name was… Pyrrha? I think… She seems nice, and she’s pretty ‘nd doesn’t make me say anything…’

Clenching her fist and closing her eyes dramatically, Mikayla’s tone turned dead serious. “Frank… It’s been many moons since our last duel, my age old nemesis.”

She turned around, and looked back at Rii dramatically. “I was lucky to make it out alive, last time. I better go with you, or I may never see you again.”

Her tail wrapped around Rii’s leg, and nuzzled into her neck. Saying something about needing to eat her, largely muffled due to her mouth being pressed up against her, she kissed the base of Rii’s neck a few times before letting her go.

“So!! What do you want to do today?”

Rii was a giggling mess throughout, and even as she was finally released hints remained playfully in her voice.

“Hmm, well,” Sitting up, she gently pulled the other up with her and brushed off her sleeves over-attentively, “I was on m’ way to check on everyone before we battled. Gotta gather eggs, and Frank was a little under the weather the other day.”

Rii laughed lightly again. “Wanna come with? I know you two have history.”

me: keeps trying to finish starters

also me: THIS DRAGON JUST KEEPS GETTING GAYER

#ooc #djfksndk

Flashing a quick grin, the small girl grabbed Rii’s arm, and yanked her down on top of her. She then wrapped her arms around the sage, and hugged her tight. “And dragons are opportunistic hunters, babe. You let your guard down~!”

The sage yelped in unprepared surprise when she was pulled down against her, and before she could even respond, she had found herself facing adorable defeat. Shaking off the initial shock, a gentle smile rose as she embraced her in return.

“Gack! I can’t belieeeve it,” Rii laughed warmly. “M’ I dying? M’ dead, right?”

Mimi screamed, and curled up. Of course, this had the horrible side effect of her tumbling to the ground with a solid thud. “Dragons don’t get belly pokes, Rii! … We get belly scratches. In our reptile form.”

“Ahh, I see,” her giggling continued as she crouched down closer to the defeated beast, reaching out and patting her head. What a dramatic girl. “It’s not good t’ leave your weak spot wide open like that, hon. Farmers are notoriously relentless.”

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#ooc

The young dragon draped herself over the back of the couch, sticking her tongue out slightly at Rii.