shoto’s been staring at you for a good 5 minutes now.
you’d figured he was zoning out about three minutes in but then you looked up from your homework at him and he smiled at you, that cute little loverboy smile he does that have your legs feeling like jelly and has your heart push against your chest like it wants to escape.
okay so he wasn’t zoning out. then what is it ? did you have something on your face ? was he waiting for you to say something ?
"is there something on my face ?" you blurt out, already wiping at your chin and around your mouth
he blinks, registering your question and his eyebrows furrow lightly “no, there isn’t.” he answers curtly. reaching his colder hand up to pull your hand away from your face. you’re so much more confused now that you fail to realize he held onto your hand for a moment longer than necessary.
“so then why are you staring at me ?”
he lightly tilts his head to side at that, looking at you questioningly “ why should i not be looking at you ? does it bother you ?”
“wh—no no !” you sputter, he’s flipped the tables on you now “ i was just wondering what was up because you’ve been staring for..a while now” you trail off, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed. his eyes widen just a fraction and you think maybe you got it all wrong somehow and he was zoning out, but then he’s lowering his head in shame “i’m sorry, yn. i didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable with my staring..” he apologizes.
you’re frantic, shaking your head so hard you fear you’ll twist your neck and waving your hands hurriedly “ no, no, no ! it’s okay, sho ! you didn’t make me uncomfortable or anything !” you feel relieved when the tension on his face dissolves the slightest bit “ i was just curious, that’s all” you sigh, your arms fly back next to you because you feel like your sweating buckets and you really don’t want him seeing pit stains.
he hums like he’s thinking about something then suddenly a small smile breaks onto his face and you feel like you’ve been hit dead on by a semi truck. shoto todoroki’s ability to be so effortlessly pretty is and will forever be an enigma to you. “ i like looking at you” he starts “ whenever you do mundane things like studying, you always have this look on your face. i like it, i think it’s cute.”
okay, so turns he was out to kill you.
“ i-i do ?” he responds with a simple “mhm”. you feel like you’re sweating a lot more.
“oh.” is all you say. it’s all you can say because what the hell were you supposed to say ?!
shoto doesn’t look all that bothered by it, cool as usual, simply opting to keep staring at you. you fiddle with your fingers for a bit before you lift your head up to meet his unwavering stare “ i—uhm—thank you.” you whisper. he shakes his head “don’t thank me, you don’t have to. if you want me to stop, i can try to.”
he can try to. you feel like you’re losing your mind.
you’re way beyond flustered now. todoroki’s not a man of many words but when he does use them it throws you for a complete loop, you feel like you’re on a rollercoaster. “no that’s fine.” you answer meekly.
“you’re sure ?” you nod and he hums. “okay then, if you don’t mind.”
“it’s fine” you confirm, feeling your face heat up. “i like looking at you, too.”
you definitely like looking at the handsome smile that forms on his face from your words.
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Last Line Challenge!
In a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or however many as you like).
tagged by both @hahskeleton and @beeshoesometimesdraws sadjasjkdhasd thank you both!!! :]
Last Line:
You flick through your apps and pull up your camera, opening up your ‘STINKY’ album of 574 photos and videos of Meow Meow, pressing on the most recent entry and flipping your phone around to show Moon, slowly swiping as he adamantly watches.
For context Meow Meow is the name of a cat and wow 43 words!! I am not tagging that many people (I don't even have that many mutuals to start with)
Here's the last thing I drew to make up for that ^^ (heavily wip)
Taging (feel free to ignore and I'm pretty sure some of you might have been tagged in this already ajksdkassaKd)
@artoutoftheblue @nymexyl @chiippybug @inkyucu @ghostsandfools @artyheartz @alexandraisyes @friixda and anyone else that wants to do it!!! :D
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5 Character Associations : Raures & Lane
Thank you @arisenreborn for preparing this and for tagging me! Current brainrot may be dragdog but I’ll take this opportunity to further flesh out the core of these characters instead. To find what fits every variation/AU to some degree.
EMOTIONS/FEELINGS:
Calming sun shining in the face on a Saturday morning
The thrill of running barefoot through tall grass
Finding a big catch in the fishing net
The skip of heartbeat upon hearing alarming news
An extra minute spent on a thoughtful present
COLOURS:
SCENTS:
Chamomile tea - favourite drink
Log cabin
Dry algae - most of his hobby tools and clothes smell of sea
Dry birch bark - woven baskets
Kitten fur
OBJECTS:
Well used fishing rod - his father’s
Tall waterproof boots - for going deeper into the water to fetch the net
Loud whistling water kettle - adds to the ambience of the cabin
Driftwood ornaments in interior - adds to the scent, fond reminder of a home he lost
Government issued uniform - work outfit
BODY LANGUAGE:
Brow furrowed in confusion and concern
Honest smile - with mouth and eyes
Leaning in forward while sitting, curious and attentive
Instant and believable switch from casual to professional
Relaxed, near always open for conversation
AESTHETICS:
SONGS:
Adam Jensen - Sandcastles
Tungsten - The Fairies Dance
Fuimadane - Vidar
Nora En Pure - Altered Destiny
Sam Tinnesz | Tommee Profitt - Hold On For Your Life
EMOTIONS/FEELINGS:
Longing for something that no longer exists
The fading in and out of consciousness when there’s still work to be done but mind and body both are exhausted
Receiving a pleasant embrace or a kiss on the forehead
Odd conflicting shame over praise on a thing that could’ve been done better
Pleasure of art - mind and hand working in harmony
COLOURS:
SCENTS:
Wet dark dirt - common smears on his clothes when out on duty
Aged newspaper he’s collected to learn everyday history and gather what’s left of memories he never got to experience himself
Plain soap - mild and gentle
Fresh bread
Funeral home - the best way to describe the smell of undeath that sticks to his being
OBJECTS:
Neatest sketchbook known to man
Mother’s hip scarf
Bread (either edible or a trinket/charm in the case of the original undead Lane who does not consume food)
Perfectly sharpened blade
Neatly organised graphite in an ornate box
BODY LANGUAGE:
Composed but tense as if ready for something, anything, keeps his distance whenever possible
Downcast eyes to not draw attention to himself
Mind is visibly overburdened, over-analysing his surroundings
Parts lips at times as if to say something but closes them without a sound a moment later
Hint of a smile in pleasant company that quickly fades when perceived directly
AESTHETICS:
SONGS:
Raynes - Cast The Bronze
PHILDEL - The Stag vs. The Hare
slenderbodies - anemone
Patty Gurdy - Gurdy’s Green
Eurielle - Rescue Me
Sequence of the songs matters more than the songs themselves. I’ve chosen just one song for each character (first on each of their lists) so this was ROUGH. All of this was rough as balls to come up with and write down. I’ve spent 6+ hours SOBBING WAILING on it and it still doesn’t say anything I’ve wanted to convey. But I’m proud to have attempted to tackle this challenge nevertheless.
really hope Lane comes off unnerving to be around. he should feel like a living weapon, a ticking time bomb.
and Rau is a simple guy who loves simple life but is forced to work for government against his wishes, really
also don't have much to do with each other in the original setting. yet
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