#she embarrassed

[animatronic-assistant]

Who are you, how are yo on my fyp, and why are you actually amazing:>

Hello, I am called Elara. It is nice to meet you... thank you for the compliment

She shyly bumps her fingers together.

[hitei-sei]

Oops @ her pupils

[multiiplied]

Smash or Pass the Hedgehog boys ~For Amy

Smash or Pass / Accepting !

              ❝ That's— !! That isn't FAIR. . . ❞ Sure enough, her face goes bright red, her hands raised to cover her face. It's damn near all she can do to muster out a little. . 'Smash.'

[asktheroundmedigos]

Does your diet effect your shape? Do you have to watch what you eat?

Yes well. I should be. and I try. but. Sweets are tasty. and so I am fat and can't fit In my shorts very well.

[maskedmuses-archived]

When he’d gotten there, and why he was staring at her, it wasn’t quite clear but.. For a moment it seemed Bakugou was actually just trying to get Ochako’s attention from whatever book she was reading, and then- He gave up on the subtle approach, instead simply flopping over her lap on the couch, forcing himself into her direct focus. “I’m bored.” (jabbers-wild-world)

@jabbers-wild-world

It wasn’t entirely often that Ochaco became engrossed in abook to the point of not even noticing Bakugou’s presence in the room. However,this time, she had staved off hunger by consuming the words and each page wasturned with excitement. His timing when he plopped on her legs was appropriate,as she had just finished the culmination of a chapter.

Closing the book, Ochaco smiled down at him, her hand comingto brush through his unruly hair. “Are you?” She giggled a little, leaning downand kissing his forehead. “Did you want to spar?” Although she wasn’t sure shehad the energy for it without a proper meal.

Which—just at that moment, her stomach whined loudly,causing her cheeks to darken in their pink hue. “Ah, um…” She didn’t have a wayto cover up the sound that had emanated from her middle, right by his ear. “Or,you know, we could go out for a walk or something!” She could hope he didn’thear it.

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@voiicxless

She didn’t think he’d let her in, and besides, she liked picking locks (And him constantly changing his locks gave her even more of a challenge, and that just encouraged her more). And it meant she could laze on a sofa that didn’t have animal fur all over it, and hadn’t been chewed by a large wolf recently. 

Though the annoyed look on his face makes her a little tense, her grip on her own drink tightening and the slightest flicker of red appearing in those purple eyes - if she didn’t trust him before he stabbed her, she certainly doesn’t now... 

And then he rejected the peace offering that she had got for him, with flat words, and her shoulders slumped with a heavy sigh.

“Of course you can’t.”

She should have remembered that from when he had done his little water-fountain show at the pond. Clarisse sighed, pushing the drink towards him a little bit more. “There’s a gingerbread man on top, if you want it...”

Now to hide the flush that was colouring her face behind her cup.