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Izuku shuffles up to her, hoping that he's not too late to give her something for her birthday. He's holding a folder wrapped in pink and silver, and inside of it was a fully sketched and colored picture he did of Uraraka in her hero costume with the word "URAVITY" bubbled out at the top. It's not much, but he hopes his friend will like it. He holds out the wrapped gift to her, "H-happy birthday Uraraka-san! I hope you don't mind this!"

   ❝ ... ? ❞

    It takes her one, two seconds to register that the pink gift in his hand is for her. And when she does, boy, does the brightest of smiles make its way into the curve of her lips, big brown eyes floating up from the parcel to him.     ❝ Haa... Y-You didn’t have to get me anything!! ❞ Really! She hadn’t expected anything from anyone -- so it was a surprise! Regardless, she slips a finger under the top of the folder, pulling out the sketch.

        ❝ Deku! Th--This is... thank you!! ❞

   A slow, but gradual warmth makes it way, painting the apples of her rosy cheeks. Because he made her look so cool. And the detail is so good!! She’s careful not to crush the gift in the process of hugging him, arms looped over his shoulders, pulling in the hero close. 

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back from mini hiatus!

i hope everyone had a good christmas!! i’m really bad at keeping up with threads so if there’s something i owe you or if you’d rather just receive a spanky new starter or meme from me, please give this post a like!

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    Ochaco is oblivious to the festive garnish above their heads for now, still sporting a rather doofy smile because gosh, it’s so nice to get to talk to Deku! Thankfully, his nervous demeanor proves to be an temporary distraction, because she hasn’t looked up just yet. Granted, it’s probably for the best that she doesn’t notice right away -- lest they both be reduced to blushing, panicked states of mind that render conversation completely moot.  ❝ Eh? Kaminari. . . ? ❞  

    She mulls, a finger lifting inquisitively to her chin. ❝ Ahh. . . last I checked he was-- ❞  Bright, brown eyes roam up in her line of thinking, finally spotting the decorative plant directly above them, a bright red bow tied around the middle of it. It takes her one, two, three. . . Oh!! Ochaco had always been just a bit more adept at hiding her feelings outright; but Deku made it increasingly difficult.  ❝ DEKU-- ❞  She’s panicked, because on one hand, she isn’t sure what to do, and on the other hand, it’s Christmas tradition, dammit. She acts without thought, swiftly leaning in to plant a ghost of a kiss on his cheek; while certain her cheeks were just as rosy.

    ❝ Dance -- would you want to, ahah, dance with me? ❞ Shrug it off, pretend nothing happened. Everything was fine, right? Outwardly, she’s chuckling -- embarrassed. Inwardly, she’s shouting into the void whathaveidone?

' MISTLE MISTLE ! ' ( HI HELLO I HOPE THIS IS OKAY TO SEND YOU )

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It was just his luck, and he honest-to-All Might didn’t know if it was good or bad luck that landed him right under mistletoe with Uraraka. Izuku could have a regular, totally normal conversation with her now without getting blushy and freaking out, but like this? He could already feel his face heating up. 

“Ahaha Uraraka-san, d-did you see Kaminari-kun walking that way by chance?” He couldn’t risk drawing her attention to the decoration above, least he renders himself unable to talk like a regular functioning human.  

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teenyweeny notice!! i’m going to be super inactive through christmas! i’ll try to get done what i can tomorrow night if i’m not pooped from work, but otherwise i won’t really be here until after christmas; i hope everyone has happy holidays!!

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“I’ve got you. You hear me? I’ve got you.”

  ❝ … !!! ❞

    It had all happened in what seemed to be a blur. And from the get-go, Ochaco wasn’t certain how she had ended up in her situation to begin with. The concrete of the city streets had cracked open like an egg; terrorized shouts from civilians pierced the air. It was a villian – no, a monster – jumping from from building to building. A metallic smell hung in the air, acid; seeming to disintegrate everything it had come into contact with. The closest thing she could recall was the bag of snacks in her hand, hitting the ground and spilling out of the bag in her hand.

    Next, the voice of a hero – Get out of the way, move!! And then the impact of an explosion. Her ears were ringing; the shrill sound creating the onset of a throbbing headache. There was heat, everywhere; it was the only thing she could feel surrounding her. Every part of her body felt as though it weighed ten tons, making it hard to move or comprehend what had just happened. Something tickled her temple, a stray drop of blood dancing down her profile.

    She’s dazed, eyes-half lidded. The pounding of her head is distracting; and there’s the sharp pinpoint of pain that triggers her to groan. A voice manages to reach her, but its muffled. Ochaco stirs, reaching for him – grimacing in pain. Brown eyes come to rest on a familiar face, struggling to focus. ❝ … nngh, Todoroki… ? ❞

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Assorted Medical Pt.2

“Take a deep breath.”

“Keep breathing!”

“Don’t give up on me yet!”

“No, no, open your eyes!”

“Squeeze my hand if you can hear me.”

“It’s just me!”

“I’m not going to hurt you, it’s okay.”

“I know you’re scared, but nothing is going to hurt you now.”

“I’ve got you. You hear me? I’ve got you.”

“Your pulse is a little too quick.”

“Your pulse is weak. I need you to stay awake.”

“Just breathe nice and easy for me.”

“I’m gonna put my ear against your back, and I want you to take a deep breath, okay?”

“I’m just gonna put my ear to your chest and listen to your heart real quick.”

“Follow my finger with your eyes.”

“Hey, stay with me. Tell me something, okay? What’s your name? Favorite color?”

“I don’t feel so good.”

“Hey, I think something’s wrong with me.”

“I can’t breathe! ”

“Please, I’m scared…”

“I feel faint.”

“My chest feels kinda tight.”

“Please don’t leave me here like this.”

“I don’t want to die.”

“So do I check out?”

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Sparring/Training Sentence Starters

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“Come on, then! Hit me!”

“Your stance is all wrong.”

“Am I doing this right?”

“I feel like I’ve been chewed up, spat out, and run over repeatedly.”

“Get down and give me 20!”

“How many miles/kilometers are we running?!”

“Hey! Watch where you’re swinging that!” 

“Nice punch! Now do it again!” 

“You won’t hurt me, I promise.” 

“My grip feels off…” 

“Have you ever used a(n) __ before?” 

“I don’t want to hurt you…” 

“I think I’m going to feel that tomorrow.” 

“If you can lift me up, then you can lift these weights just fine.” 

“On a scale of one to ten, how much did that hurt?”

“Here, you put your feet like this…” 

“Relax. I’m trying to help.” 

“Can you teach me how to __?”

“God, we stink.” 

“Are you doing okay?” 

“Are you alright?” 

“If I do fifteen push-ups, can I be done for the day?” 

“Come on! Another round!” 

“You can win this time!”

“Work your angle a little more and you got it perfect!” 

“What are you doing up at this hour?” 

“Where did you get that bruise?” 

“Hey, no, stop. You’re going to break your fingers punching like that.”

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There are heroes among us. Not to make us feel smaller, but to remind us of what makes us great.

Lois Lane (Justice league)

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Slow dances were a pain in the ass, but it did leave time for conversation.

“My old hag forced me to learn so I could turn some fuckin’ eyes at her socials.” He admits, wanting to make it clear as ice that this expertise was not voluntary. Mission complete – he was most definitely turning eyes, especially considering how most of the people around them were caught in the usual motions –the mind-numbing side-to-side swaying of those who don’t know how to dance.

The thought of doing something so boring for three minutes grated on Katsuki, so it was only natural that he would pull fancier moves, leading Ochaco until they were traversing across the floor. That was the other thing that pissed him off about slow dances – the lead was forced to take a backseat while doing everything they could to show off their partner. The number of times his parents encouraged him to dance just to put the spotlight on another girl, on the dress she was wearing.

Though, he supposed that this was fitting situation for it. He’ll never admit it, but he could tell that Ochaco’s dress must have cost a pretty dime. What good was something this expensive if it spent the night in a dark corner?

“Don’t fuckin’ fall.”      It was the only warning she got before he dips her on full display for everyone to see.

      Well, one thing was certain -- he was definitely turning eyes. Super nosy, curious eyes from other students, because holy hell, Bakugou could dance really well? Let alone, with the one girl who had challenged him in combat back during the sports festival. Ochaco was feeling a bundle of different things -- nerves, mostly, but it would have been a lie to say she wasn���t impressed as well. It was nice (and almost scary) to see a side of him that wasn’t screaming in her face.

     Granted, by comparison, Ochaco’s dancing was much like her combat style. She knew what to do and followed as best she could -- though there was a ton of grace that she lacked in doing so. She was learning what to do and how to do it, but the execution and confidence on her end were never as top notch as they had the potential to be, and that was in and out of battle.

  ❝ . . . !! ❞

    All these distracting thoughts she found that she was mulling over in her head; until the sound of his voice broke through and pulled her back into the reality that was UA’s Winter Formal, and Bakugou, pulling her close. Don’t fuckin’ fall. Oh. Wait, what? Suddenly, she’s dipped down, and her hands are holding onto him just a little bit tighter. Her already rosy cheeks were tinged just a shade darker, and the feeling of falling is something that incites reactionary panic; a falter to her step as big, brown eyes look back up to him. It’s almost fight or flight, really. It felt like her heart was about to leap out of her chest, and she couldn’t figure out why.

    It’s clear she’s not as focused as she could’ve been, though that doesn’t stop her from laughing, nervously.   ❝ Thanks for the warning -- ah. . . Sorry, I’m not that great!  ❞  Fight or flight, and she’s about to pick flight, because she’s overthinking every little thing. 

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      ❝ . . . Ah, Denki? Are you sure this will work? ❞ Something -- she didn’t know what -- made her feel his his idea could go horribly wrong. But, gee! How could she say ‘no’ to that expectant face? Shrugging off the doubt in the pit of her stomach, Ochaco quickly clenched her fists together, assuming a stature of sudden determination!   ❝ Alright -- yeah! I’ll do it! Ready?! ❞

      When given the go-to, she’d quickly boop his forehead -- removing his field of gravity.

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The boy was practically hopping around, excitement clear on his face as he looked over at the other. “Alright! Please! Please do this one thing for me! I have never been able to slam dunk a basketball into the hoop.” It was then he held out his hands to the other. “I want to float.”

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“Really.” Shouto noticed her hiding her face and rubbing at her eyes, but there wasn’t much he could say when he didn’t know why she was crying. There were plenty of reasons to cry, given all that had happened and how many dangerous situations all of them had been involved in at this point. It was a pretty stressful environment, and he didn’t know what else might be piling on her shoulders, but he didn’t think anyone could blame her for shedding a few tears.

After a few moments, he held out his hand in case she wanted to take it. Silence fell between them but there was no tension to it, maybe she was just content to have him nearby but he wanted to give her any source of comfort she may need in a time like this.

    Haa... Todoroki, of all people. She was almost certain that he had better things to do than listen to her sniffle and cry. It caught her off guard even more that he held his hand out. It was a small, simple gesture -- but it was enough of a gesture that it brought about just the barest hint of a small smile; coyly tugging at the corners of her lips. She took it in her own, and found that it was surprisingly warm, which was comforting, in a way. But she didn’t hold it for long.

      Instead, she raised it to rub her cheek one more time. Her face was still a little flushed, though the tears were gone. Instead, she was showing off the onset of a genuine smile.

         ❝ Jeez, Todoroki-kun, ❞ Another sniffle, and she let out a light giggle.   ❝ You’re too nice t0 me -- heh -- I don’t feel like I deserve it!  ❞

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       Gosh. Tsu was too cute!  When the gesture was returned, Ochaco couldn’t keep from laughing -- the sweet sound escaping her as she scrunched her nose. Granted, she wasn’t going to her froggy friend float away. A few seconds later, she pressed her fingertips together and cancelled the quirk itself, barely letting Tsu get more than a foot off the ground before she’d feel the soft tug of gravity pulling her back down.  ❝  I couldn’t resist! ❞ She quipped.  ❝ Aha ~ I hadn’t actually meant to use my quirk, though. I hope that was okay. . . !!  ❞

BOOPS THE SNOOT.

Platonic Touch

 She blinks, confused. Once. Twice. 

 Thin lips spread wide into a smile before she noticed that her feet were no longer touching the floor; she was floating! Whether it was Ochaco’s intention or not didn’t appear to concern Tsuyu as she simply stretched an arm towards her friend and tapped her on the nose, mimicking her actions. A bubbly and light giggle escaped her lips as she returned the odd gesture.

 “What was that for, Ochaco-hon?”

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i’m too inebriated and kind of sad to reply coherently to anything tonight but i love you guys lots!! i’ll get to stuff tomorrow!

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