#2018week2

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..........................................................im done with college and there’s the second round of izuocha week. i’ve been blessed

I’ll try to get this week done for my favorite ship!! Dunno if I’ll be able but the power of fluff and love is gonna surely help!!

[izuochaweek]

Inner Peace (IzuOcha Week Day 7)

It was eerily quiet at the dorm of Class 1A. It was not because there were no people in it. Izuku Midorya watched his friend from across the room. She had been sitting on the couch holding her legs, gaze distant and dissociated. It pained him to see her this way. Someone like her was not supposed to look like that. He would do anything just for her to smile again.

The day before, Izuku was assigned to help Ryukyu and her interns on patrols. He was about to meet up with Tsuyu and Ochako in their patrol when they were suddenly attacked. A group of villains had ambushed them. They were doing well but apparently the ambush was just a ruse, when two men on motorcycles passed by shooting at them. Tsuyu managed to avoid the bullets but unfortunately, Ochako was hit by one of them.

They were given the day off. Principal Nedzu, All Might, Eraserhead, and Recovery Girl were being debriefed on what happened. Before they left, Izuku was tasked to look after her.

“Uraraka-san,” Izuku said as he sat down beside her.

“What is happening to me?” Ochako asked desperately. She looked so lost and conflicted.

“Whatever it is, I’m sure it’s only temporary,” Izuku answered. “Remember when Tamaki-senpai got hit with that bullet and lost his quirk? He got it back. Right?”

“You’re forgetting that Togata-senpai was also shot by those bullets and lost his quirk permanently!” Ochako countered.

“True,” Izuku said turning to face her. He had never felt so helpless. “Well all I’m saying is… Kami! What am I saying?”

“I know what you’re trying to do,” Ochako said as she took his hand. “And I appreciate it, really.”

“The moment they get back, we’ll go to Recovery Girl. She’ll be able to help you,” Izuku said. “In the meantime Ochako, you need rest.”

“No! I can’t! I have to keep training,” she argued. She stood her seat about to go to her room to change. “My parents are counting on me.”

“Don’t worry about that right now,” Izuku said. Pulling her back down to her seat. “Just rest.”

“Deku-kun,” Ochako said. Placing her head on his shoulder. “Will you stay with me for a little while?”

“Of course,” he replied, wrapping his arm around her. Resting his head on top of hers. “I’m not going anywhere.”

 A training exercise where she was paired with Bakugo ended in their lost. In his anger, he took to blaming her. Calling her quirkless and useless, inciting the anger of Izuku. The two had a big fight where they both ended up bandaged and house arrested again.

Izuku woke up in the infirmary. The white ceiling and the smell of peroxides was unmistakable. He sees Ochako hunched over her chair.

“Uraraka-san,” Izuku called.

“Deku-kun?” She said. Lifting her head, one could see the lines under her eyes.

‘She’s been crying,’ Izuku thought. He gave her a nervous smile. “How long was I out?”

“A few hours,” Ochako answered. “Deku-kun, thank you for what you did but don’t be so reckless next time. Bakugo was just blowing off steam. You didn’t need to confront him for me.”

“Of course I did,” Izuku argued. “He can say whatever he wants about me but I will not let him…”

“You shouldn’t Deku-kun!” Ochako interrupted. She was feeling angry, frustrated and guilty. “He was right. I was useless during that exercise. Now that I’m quirkless… You… You wouldn’t understand.”

“I understand how it is Uraraka-san,” Izuku said empathetically.

“How would ya know what t’is feels like!?” Ochako shouted at him. “You were blessed with such an amazing quirk!”

“I do because the amazing quirk that you’re talking about isn’t mine,” Izuku told her calmly. A memory of Shinso yelling something similar during the sports festival played in his mind.

“Huh?” Ochako said in confusion and frustration. “What the hell are ya talking about?”

“I’m saying that until the entrance exam, I was quirkless,” Izuku answered.

He told her everything. His past, One For All and his duty to stop All For One. Her face changed from one part of the story to the next. Hearing this, Ochako felt helpless. She was already a burden to him. She did not want to add to his already insurmountable responsibilities. Her line of thought spiraled down and she became more depressed.

“What if this is it for me, Deku-kun?” Ochako asked in despair. “What if the rest of my life is like this? What then?”

“Then we’ll deal with it,” Izuku answered. Hands placed her shoulders. “Just because you’re quirkless doesn’t mean you’re helpless.”

“But that’s exactly how I feel!” Ochako emphasized meekly.

“Ochako, you and I have been through everything together. You don’t think we can handle this?” Izuku reasoned. He then looked her straight in the eye and with uncharacteristic confidence he said. “Ochako, you have me, no matter what. Okay, whatever that means, whatever you want it to mean. For better or worse, in sickness or in health, I am with you. There will always be Izuku and Ochako! Always!”

‘He didn’t?’ Ochako screamed in her mind. All thoughts of the earlier predicament was halted as a new one took priority. ‘Did he just?’

Their face flushed. A warmth encompassed them as the smiled at each other. Going with the mood, Izuku leaned as Ochako closed her eyes.

“A phone call is here! A phone call is here!”

The two internally cursed whoever was on the other end of that phone call for interrupting their moment. Izuku begrudgingly took his phone from his pocket. Having half the mind to drop the call.

“Hello?” Izuku said.

“Midorya! Is Uraraka with you?” Recovery girl asked.

“Uh, yes,” Izuku answered.

“Great! I will get there in an hour or so,” Recovery Girl ordered. “I might have something that could help her.”

“Really!?” Izuku said. A relieved smile appeared on his face as tears fell from his eyes. “Thank you Recovery Girl. You don’t know how much this means to her.”

“So what did Recovery Girl want Deku-kun?” Ochako asked. To which he responded with a smile.

Izuku told her that Recovery Girl was coming. When she arrived, she administered some sort of vaccine to the semi-quirkless girl. Ochako had to undergo something akin to physical therapy for her quirk but in the end she was able to use her quirk again.

 A week later, the duo can be found sitting at Dagobah Beach. Watching the sunset. They enjoyed the sound of waves crashing on the shore, calmness that being with the other brings them, and the peace of mind that no matter the obstacle, they will overcome it. Afterall, they had each other.

“Are you sure you’re feeling ok?” Izuku asked her worriedly.

“I’m fine, Deku-kun,” she answered. A little annoyed because this was probably the thousandth time he asked that question in the last hour. “You can stop worrying about me now.”

“I never stop worrying about you,” Izuku said in a ‘matter of fact’ manner. “That’s just the way it is.”

Ochako laughed which confused the green-haired boy. “What are you my parents?”

“Hey!” Izuku protested.

“It’s alright.” Ochako said. “It goes for me too.”

“Hmm?” Izuku hummed.

“I worry about you too,” Ochako said before lecturing her best friend.

She listed out the events to which caused him injuries. When she finished scolding him, it amused her how the boy could manage to look guilty and adorable at the same time. Izuku looked like child who was just caught with their hand in the cookie jar. Feeling a bit guilty for sending him into that state, she decided to change subjects.

“Deku-kun, can I ask you something?” Ochako asked.

“Sure,” Izuku answered.

“Um… Back when Recovery Girl called you. When you helped me with my meltdown,” Ochako said. “Uh…”

“Yeah?” Izuku replied curiously.

“Were you about to…” Ochako asked.

“Oh, uh… So you remember that,” Izuku answered. His cheeks turning red and a sheepish expression on his face. “I was kind of hoping you didn’t.”

“Why didn’t you?” Ochako said matching the shade that he adorned.

“Oh… Uh… Erm,” Izuku stumbled.

“Why didn’t you?” Ochako repeated sadly.

“Huh?” Izuku sounded. “It’s because you were so vulnerable. Doing that during your time of weakness felt like taking advantage of you.”

“I see,” Ochako said with relief. There was only one thing left to ask. “Deku-kun, do you like me?”

“Yes,” Izuku answered almost automatically.

Releasing a breath that she did not know she held. Hearing him say those words, cleared the fog that was clouding her mind. Quieted the noise in her head. Her stormy emotions calmed. Her confusion disappeared and everything became clear. For once since a long time, she felt at whole. She felt at peace.

‘It was all so simple,’ Ochako thought. ‘How could I have been so stupid?’

“Uraraka-san?” Izuku called. He turned her way but was tackled to the ground. Something soft and warm were on top of his lips. Tears landed on his skin.

“Thank you, Deku-kun, for everything!” She said before resting her head on his chest and let all her worries of the world melt away.

[ivana-uxui]

Patterns From Nature: Experiment

I tried to re-grid Instagram, Facebook and Twitter, using one of the most famous sequences that have been solved to come out of nature: The Fibonacci Sequence (the two previous numbers’ sum equal the next one). Flower petals come in 3,5,8,13... and so on, the Sunflower’s spirals can be defined using the Fibonacci sequence, and much more. 

I decided that I wanted to see if I could somehow move elements around to reflect the Fibonacci sequence. I did find that there were some patterns already between the three social media platforms (the round avatar, left location, fixed navigation bar, tab bar, edit buttons on the top right and so on). I found it quite hard to change/move around and I felt pretty restricted because I’m so used to those patterns.

Using grids (not the Fibonacci sequence), makes sense because it saves a lot of space. There is so much white space left around, to the point where it almost makes you feel uncomfortable, because you’re expecting something to be filling in that space – you might wait for something that will never show up. It’s also pretty impractical, as the difference in size for the thumbnail pictures also indicate hierarchy, and the smaller images would be challenging to tap on due to the small size.

However, for image (only) sharing platforms like Instagram, it could be a very cool idea to be able to control the sizes of the images, to better suit the person’s preferences.

[rafa-la]

& then.... #2018week2 #artsdistrict #dtla #hauserandwirth #neon http://ift.tt/2Fsc9aT

[izuochaweek]

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Eri was sitting on Izuku’s bed reading going through his analysis notebooks while the boy did his homework at the desk. This was one of her pastimes when she was with her ‘papa’. She may not understand the notes in them but it did not matter. She just wanted to spend time with her savior turned father. The boy in question had been given full guardianship of the little girl a few months after her rescue. The reason being the fact that Eri had grown attached to him and was still very wary of other people she did not know.

“Papa,” the little girl called. Izuku winced. Still not used to being called that. Holding out a page from notebook titled ‘Hero Analysis for the Future No.13’. “Why do you have a picture of Ochako-chan beside her analysis? Why does this book look different?”

“Ah, it’s a long story Eri,” Izuku answered her with a sheepish smile while rubbing the back of his head. “I don’t want to bore you.”

“I’ll listen,” Eri said excitedly. “I like stories. Especially the bed time stories that grandpa Toshi tells me.”

“Ok then, I’ll tell you,” Izuku complied.

“Yay!” Eri cheered.

Izuku recounted past up to the point when All Might told him he could become a hero to the girl. True to her word. Eri listened to his tale. Her expression changed from one to the other as Izuku told her his life.

“I see,” Eri said with an unreadable expression. She pointed to the picture inside the book. “But that doesn’t explain the picture.”

“Ah,” Izuku said flustered and blushing. He tried to think of a way to explain it to the child but could not. So, he decided to do it plainly. “You see. Besides you, grandma Inko and grandpa Toshi, she’s the most important person in my life.”

‘Does that mean she’s…’

The next morning, it was another normal weekend for class 1A. Sato had begun making everyone some breakfast when Eri came down with Izuku after taking a shower from his morning exercises. 

“Morning Midorya! Morning Eri-chan! I’m baking some pastries,” Sato informed them. “We should have them when everyone’s here. Anyways, what would you two like for breakfast?”

“Pancakes with strawberries please!” Eri requested enthusiastically.

“Anything will be fine Sato-san,” Izuku said.

“Eggs and sausages for you then,” Sato said.

“Mhm, something smells good,” Mina said coming in with the girls of 1A.

“Morning girls! What would you like?” Sato asked getting a few request. The class loved his cooking so they tend to go overboard with the request. Something the Sugarman was more than happy to cater to. He served the food a few minutes later. The rest of the class came and they ate together as though they were one big family. The scene to which Eraserhead, Midnight and All Might walked into to.

“Uncle Zawa! Aunty Nemuri! Grandpa Toshi!” Eri greeted as she jumped from her chair and ran towards the heroes with a hug.

The group just stared at the scene. Finding it adorable. Forgetting the fact that she just called the eighteen plus hero aunty and the former number one hero grandpa.

“Hello Eri-chan,” Midnight greeted. “How are you today?”

“I’m great!” The child replied with a huge smile. “Papa’s teaching me how to draw.”

“Oh?” Midnight said. “Midoriya knows how to draw?”

“Yes! He’s really good at it,” Eri replied before running towards the table grabbing his notebook and running back to show the pros. “See, doesn’t it look exactly like Uncle Zawa?”

The heroes sweatdropped at the child’s enthusiasm. They just smiled and nodded at her. Though something besides the drawing caught their eyes.

“Deku-kun aren’t you going to visit your mother today?” Ochako asked brightly.

“Yeah I was actually bringing Eri-chan with me so she can see what the outside is like,” Izuku answered.

Hearing this Eri went to their side. Looking at the two with puppy dog eyes causing a few aws.

“Eri-chan?” Izuku said curiously.

“Can mama come with us?” Eri answered cheerfully.

“Mama!?” The group exclaimed confused. Izuku’s face turned bright red and started covering it. Having an idea of who she was talking about. The class and the teachers stared between the one horned girl and to her teenage papa.

“Eri-chan,” Mina called. A foreboding smile on her face. “Who’s your mama?”

“Mama Ochako,” Answered the little girl causing the brunette to turn the same shade as her best friend. Chaos erupted from the table.

“Midoriya!” Kaminari and Mineta shouted together.

“What’s the meaning of this!?” Kaminari asked enviously. “You’re supposed to be one of us!”

“OMG!” Toru said.

“Why is it always the quiet ones!?” Mineta said in outcry. Tears of blood falling from his eyes.

“So you finally told him, Ochako-chan,” Tsuyu said bluntly.

“Hmph, finally,” Jiro said with a sigh.

“Midoriya! Uraraka! I know that this relationship is important to you. Though I approve of this, you should not let this get affect your school work,” Iida stated while doing his robotic movements. “I will not allow any tomfoolery.”

“WHAT!?” The two screamed at the class rep. Waving their hands in front of them. “IT’S NOT LIKE THAT!”

“Revelry in the dark,” Tokoyami said.

“Congratulations,” Shoto said as he put a hand on the flustered boy’s shoulder. He turned to Momo. “Is this when we’re supposed to give them the gifts?”

‘Gifts!?’ Izuku and Ochako shouted in their heads.

“No, I do not think so,” Momo replied casually. “If I remember correctly it’s when they have the ceremony.”

‘Ceremony!?’ Izuku and Ochako screamed in their minds. Images forming courtesy of their imaginations.

“Ah, I see,” Shoto said.

“Silence!” Aizawa said pointedly. His eyes glowed red and his hair was floated. “Eri, any reason why you think Uraraka is your mama?”

“Well, papa had a picture of her in his notebook,” she explained. Opening a similar notebook to the one she showed the pros, she went to the page depicting Uravity. It had a sketch of her, stats, quirk, upper and lower limit of her quirk, strengths,weaknesses,  and a full psychological breakdown. The next page however, was very different. It showed a picture of Ochako when Izuku first met her. This alone caused questions but did not end there. It showed her birthday, goals, desires, likes, dislikes, cute little ticks and what he likes about her.

“Um Deku-kun,” Ochako said surprised. “How did you get a picture of me during the entrance exam?”

In response to Uraraka’s question, Izuku took out his phone. He opened a video and passed it to Ochako. Her eyes widened in surprise. This footage was of their first meeting. A few curious people gathered around the brunette to watch the scene unfold.

“I paused the video and took a snip of the scene,” Izuku explained as his thoughts went into a downward spiral. “I’m sorry. It’s just… It was special to me. Oh what am I saying! I’m so sorry Uraraka-san! I didn’t have any bad intentions! Please don’t hate me!”

“This kid,” Aizawa said with that same creepy smile he had during the quirk assessment test. He knew where he got the video and the picture. It came from the security footage of the day of his test. He had asked for it under the pretense of reference for future improvement which the principal was more than happy to oblige. He had questioned the principal about it before. ‘It will help Mr. Midorya in more ways than one. Ahahahaha’ remembering his words. He sighed. Apparently, like Mic, the principal was on this ship. ‘Seriously, you’re teachers, not matchmakers. How irrational.’

  Ochako locked the phone which showed her picture as the screen saver. Though, it should have been creepy. She was extremely happy that Izuku kept her close to his heart. ‘Deku-kun, you can be really sweet at times.’ She thought. Smiling at him before returning his phone.

“Did I do something wrong?” Eri asked.

“No Eri-chan,” Ochako answered while patting the girl’s head. Taking it as her chance. “It’s ok. Mama was just shocked that papa had a picture of me.”

“Please don’t be mad at papa,” Eri pleaded. “He said that besides me, grandma Inko and grandpa Toshi, you’re the most important person in his life. If you get mad, it will make papa really sad.”

‘Please kill me now!’ Izuku thought. Hiding his face in his arms. Praying that the ground would  swallow him whole. Missing the smile that the brunette had sent his way.

“It’s alright,” Ochako reassured. In her mind, she was jumping for joy.

“Promise?” Eri asked.

“Pinky promise,” she replied as she took the little girl’s pinky with her own.

“Yay!” Eri cheered. Oblivious to the bombshells and revelations that she had caused, she continued to her previous question. “Papa, can mama come with us?”

“Uh, sure,” Izuku answered in an awkward tone.

“Sure my ass!” Denki said in pure envy. “You curly haired, smooth talking SOB!”

“We misjudged you!” Mineta wailed pulling his hand about to punch their shy friend. “You! You! Player!”

“Shut up!” Katsuki shouted, stopping the students. He stood from his seat and stomped his way to Izuku. “If Deku and Round Face wants to get into a relationship that’s their business!”

‘Thanks Kacchan,’ Izuku thanked him mentally.

“And you!” Katsuki growled at his childhood friend. “Just because you got yourself a girlfriend doesn’t mean you’ve won one over me! I can have any woman I want! Round face over there must be blind to like a weak ass like you! I’m gonna beat you as a hero and as a …”

The sound of cracking glass could be heard in everyone’s minds. The males in the room went pale. Bakugo was silenced and crumbled to the ground. His eyes had rolled back and his mouth had foamed a little. Standing above him was the one horned little angel that they have come to love but instead of the usual cheerful (if she was around someone she knows) or wary expression, it was angry. 

“That’s for all the things you’ve done to papa in the past! You big bully!” Eri spat before turning back to her self-proclaimed parents with a smile. “Mama! Papa said it’s fine, will you come with us to grandma’s?”

“Okay,” was all Ochako could say. Overwhelmed by the series of events that happened in the span of a few minutes. Her face still red and daydreams of her and Izuku playing through her mind.

“Young Midorya,” All Might called, finally coming back from the shock.

“Yes All Might?” Izuku responded. Finally able to calm down.

“Come with me,” All Might said. “We need to have the talk.”

[izuochaweek]

Day 6: Longing

It was winter break and the students had been allowed to go home. The students that decided to go; however, required that a parent or guardian be with them when they do. The students of Class 1A had all decided to go home for the holidays.

 “It was nice of ya to come and pick me up,” Ochako said to her parents. “The bullet train must’ve been expensive. I wouldn’t have mind ter stay here for the holidays.”

“And miss spending time with ‘r little girl?” Mr. Uraraka countered. “Never!”

She picked up a box of some of the things she wanted to bring home. It was much bigger than she anticipated and made it difficult to see ahead. The box was then lifted from her hands.

“Here let me help you with that Uraraka-san,” Izuku’s voice came from the other side of the big box. “This is going back to your home right?”

“What a right gentleman, you are,” Mrs. Uraraka praised.

“It’s… It’s… No… No… Problem… At… All!” Izuku stuttered.

“You’re Izuku Midorya right?” Mrs. Uraraka asked.

“Yes, ma’am,” Izuku said a little too quickly.

“Oh!” Mr. Uraraka said. “So you’re the infamous Deku! It’s nice to finally meetcha! Though you’re not really what I expected.”

“Infamous!?” Izuku screeched. “Wait! What do you mean by ‘not really what you expected’?”

“Well yeah,” Mr. Uraraka answered bluntly. “Ocha over here has told us all about ya. Whenever she calls back home, there’s always a part where she goes ‘Deku-kun this, Deku-kun that, and Deku-kun is so amazing!’ The way she talks about you. She made it sound like you’re some god. So I expected someone a bit more… Uh I don’t know… All Might-y.”

“Dad!” Ochako screamed in embarrassment. The pitch of her voice was so high that it caused Jiro who was across the room to jump. She grabbed Izuku and power walked away from her parents.

“Oh come on Ocha,” Mr. Uraraka said. “I was just starting up a chat with the kid.”

“Oh my,” Mrs. Uraraka said.

 “Sorry about that,” Ochako apologized. “My dad doesn’t know when to stop talking at times.”

“It’s alright. It’s alright,” Izuku said. “My mom’s the same way.”

“It’s kind of nice that we can go home over the holidays,” Ochako said.

“Yeah,” Izuku said but something did not feel right.

Silence encompassed the two as they walked. Though they were happy that they were allowed to go home for the holidays, a burning sensation was telling them otherwise. They were craving for something but could not pinpoint what. They stole glances at each other. Quickly looking away once they made eye contact.

‘What is this feeling?’ Izuku questioned himself.

‘Ugh!’ Ochako groaned inwardly. She had become familiar with this. ‘Why is this coming up now? Deku-kun is a good friend. My best friend! I can’t let us get distracted from becoming heroes.  I have to keep these feelings down!’

‘Why is it that not seeing her during the break is making me feel like I’m losing her?’ Izuku asked internally. A blush adorning his face. “Um, Uraraka-san.”

She turned to him to be met by his gaze that sent a chill down her spine. The eyes that were usually filled with determination, were now filled with an incomprehensible hunger. A gaze so possessive that it felt like she had been marked to keep others away. It was unnerving but at the same time enticing. She wanted to know what he was thinking behind that look.

“Yes Deku-kun?” Ochako answered.

“Uh, nevermind,” Izuku said. Lowering his eyes to avoid her inquisitive gaze.

'I wonder what he was about to say. Maybe I should ask. Wait, that might not be a good idea,’ Ochako thought. Going back and forth between what if’s before a traitorous thought echoed in her mind. “Maybe I should ask him out.”

“What!?” Ochako shouted causing Izuku to jump. Seeing this, she gave him a sheepish smile. “Ah sorry.”

“Are you alright Uraraka-san?” Izuku asked worriedly.

“I’m fine!” Ochako said hastily.

They had put the box into the taxi that Ochako and her family will be riding back to Mie. To avoid any awkwardness the two tried to stir their thoughts to light conversation topics.

“I think that’s everything,” Ochako said regretfully. “Thanks for the help, Deku-kun.”

“Anytime,” Izuku said.

“Izuku,’ the voice of Inko Midorya came from outside. “Our cab is here.”

“Well,” Izuku said. A tinge of sadness on his expression. “I have to go. We should hangout sometime during the holidays.”

“I’d like that,” Ochako said.

“Bye!” He said. Giving her a wistful look and waving to her before entering the taxi.

Ochako waved back. She watched the car disappear from sight then slumped down. Continuously sighing and using the door frame to support her weight. Her smile turned to a frown and an ache in her chest caused her hand to go on top of it. Yearning for the moments that she had with her best friend.

“You’re sweet on him ain’t ya?” Mrs. Uraraka stated, walking behind her daughter. Her dad right beside her.

Her face turned blood red as she jumped to her feet. Shooting her mom a quick glare and pouting. “How much did you see?”

“From ‘bout the time you two got back inside,” she answered. “To the part where you suddenly dropped to your knees and looked as if you’ve just become a widow.”

Ochako went pale. Her mom had been watching all that unfold and she was there, leaning against a door frame like her lover just left. She groaned.

“He’s a good guy. You chose well Ochako,” Mr. Uraraka complimented.

“So?” Mrs. Uraraka asked.

“So what?” Ochako answered her question with a question.

“When are you bringing him over for dinner?” Mrs. Uraraka asked.

“Huh?” Ochako said, not really understanding.

“Well you did make a promise to go out during the break. Didn’t ya?” Mrs. Uraraka said.

“Ya,” Ochako answered. Wondering where her mom was going with this.

“Yeah, I agree with yer mother Ochako,” Mr. Uraraka said. He grabbed his phone and sent a message. “Why don’t we have dinner with Izuku and his mother?”

“Huh?” Ochako said. Now totally confused. “What for?”

“Inko said she’s fine with it,” Mr. Uraraka informed his daughter and wife.

‘When did they become so close to Deku’s mom that they were on firstname basis!?’ Ochako screamed in her head. ‘Wait! When did they exchange numbers!?’

“That’s great hon,” Mrs. Uraraka said. “Why don’t ya ask her if they can come a week from now? Send her our address as well. Oh and tell her to bring clothes so they can stay the night, so we can show them around.”

“On it,” Mr. Uraraka replied.

“Can one of ya please explain!?” Ochako finally snapped.

“Don'tcha wanna see Izuku?” Mrs. Uraraka asked. Bringing her daughter to a complete halt. She watched as Ochako struggled to give her an answer.

“Of course I do!” Ochako replied. The butterflies in her stomach is not really helping her situation. “But yer not making any sense.”

“She said she’s fine with it,” Mr. Uraraka said after reading the response. Ochako face turned crimson. Torn between freaking out and jumping from joy because she’ll get to see Izuku a lot earlier than expected.

“Did you hear that Ochako?” Mrs. Uraraka asked. “Izuku and his mom are visiting us in a week.”

“…”

“Ocha?” Mr. Uraraka called.

“Will one of you please tell me why are you doing all this?” Ochako said. Her face hidden beneath her hair but her blush had become so intense that her entire face was red.

“Why, to get to know our future son-in-law,” Mrs. Uraraka said with a straight face.

“Mom!”

[izuochaweek]

Everyone knows the Mighties - the number one award ceremony for heroes, celebrating all their achievements over the past year. For Ochaco, it’s also an experience that she’ll treasure with Deku, to celebrate their relationship. Written for IzuOcha Week 2018, Bonus Day, on the theme of ‘Warm Snuggles’.

[izuochaweek]

Day 3: Dungeons and Dragons (Well supposed to be)

Class 1A and 1B decided to play Dungeons and Dragons for game night. (For simplicity’s sake I will be using their stats that were provided in the official character book.) Nedzu was chosen to be the dungeon master to avoid biases. For some odd reason, the principal said that he will have a location for them and that to prepare. The first few days were spent thinking up their characters, creating costumes and reading that tome they call a rule book. On the last day, Nedzu brought the two classes to a facility in the middle of a forest.

“Ok students this will be the field to which we will be using as a game stage. I wanted it to be as realistic as possible. Class 1A and 1B will be going in from separate entrances to the ancient ruins.” Nedzu explained. He took out a small box. “Your goal will be this. A time limit of six hours has been set. You’ll be graded for this game so do your best. Please remember to be careful because there are traps and equally dangerous creatures that lurk in this facility.”

“Yes sir!” The students replied unanimously.

The principals face then turned scary. Stepping off the stool that he used for the announcement, he walked away from the students. When he was a few meters away from them, he turned back towards them. A creepy smile on his face. “Oh and try not to die.”

Everyone gulped from his last words. The two teams made their way to their respective entry points. Once the signal was given the teams moved according to their strategies. Class B moved in four teams of five while Class A moved in five teams of four to scour the place. One such team consisted of Izuku, Ochako, Tenya and Tsuyu.

“What do you think is inside the box?” Ochako asked Izuku.

“I’m not really sure. It’s Principal Nedzu we’re talking about. So it’s kinda hard to know what’s on his mind,” Izuku answered. The sound of explosions and deranged cackling was heard in the distance. “Welp, Kacchan seems to be having fun,”

“He sounds more like a goblin than the ones we encountered earlier,” Tsuyu said bluntly.

“Bakugo-san needs to be careful with his explosions or he will cause a forest fire,” Tenya said. “Hopefully, he does not injure any of the other students.

“Ahahahaha!” An eerie voice came from above causing the four to look up. Pixie Bob was standing on top of a boulder dressed as a siren. Her hair was undone and covering her face like that girl in the horror movies. “It is I the lonely maiden! Ladies you may pass.”

“What?” The group of students said.

“So what would happen to the boys?” Tsuyu asked.

“Why, they become mine my dear,” Pixie Bob answered with a smile that sent chills down both boys’ spine. “I’ll even direct you to where the treasure is. So how about it?”

“Isn’t there another way?” Izuku asked the woman.

“No,” Pixie Bob said as she animated the land. Licking her lips in the way that Midnight does when she goes into her sadist mode. “Oh and you better hurry. I’m getting impatient. I might just take the boys and run.”

“Hmm, it seems like a fair deal. It would hasten the girls to our objective.” Tenya said. “What say you Midorya-kun?”

“Ochako-chan?” Tsuyu whispered as she observed her silent friend.

“Yeah, let’s do it,” Izuku answered. “Pixie Bob!”

“Oh so you’ve come to a decision then?” Pixie Bob asked. “Out with it then!”

Izuku opened his mouth about to voice their decision but was cut off when his friend hissed. Apparently Ochako came to a different decision. She sent a challenging glared at the pro hero. “No!”

The other three members of the party turned to the brunette. A look of surprise on the face. Quirking an eyebrow, Pixie Bob asked. “No?”

“No!” Ochako answered defiantly. She grabbed Izuku’s hand and began running the other way. Forgetting about the rest of their party. Inside the control room, the principal watched the scene unfold with an approving smile on his face.

“Good job young Uraraka,” Nedzu said before pressing a button. “Now let me help you out.”

“Uraraka-san!” Izuku called. “We left Asui, I mean Tsuyu-chan and Iida-san back there.”

“It’s fine,” Ochako said. “They’re both fast. They’ll catch up.”

The ground in their immediate path opened. Unable to stop, they both fell in the trap. Izuku took Uraraka and held her close. Adjusting their position so that he would be the one to take the brunt of their fall.

Finally reaching the bottom, they found that the hole they fell in was actually part of a tunnel. The moon was their only source of light. Unaware of the position they had landed on.

“Are you ok Uraraka-san?” Izuku asked worriedly from the bottom. Arms still wrapped around her.

“Yeah, I think so,” she replied as she lifted herself up. Getting a good look at her companion. Izuku was bleeding from the head. “Deku-kun! Your head!”

“It’s just a scratch,” Izuku said sheepishly.

“No it’s not!” She argued. Grabbing some supplies from her pack, she bandaged the boy’s head and pouted. “When will you learn to not to be so reckless?”

“It’s alright Uraraka-san,” Izuku replied calmly. “As long as I managed to protect you. It’s worth it.”

Ochako blushed at his words. He really meant them. Again, she was waging war against her emotions. Trying to rationalize and find reasons as to why they cannot be together.

“I’m going to see if I can climb back to where we were,” Izuku said, trying to get up. Only to realize their current position. His face turning crimson and began to sweat profusely. “Um, Uraraka-san.”

“Deku-kun?” She responded. Curious as to the boy’s sudden change in demeanour.

“…”

“Deku-kun?” Ochako repeated. Finally noticing how close they were, her face took on a similar shade and jumped back. Blurting out possible excuses as to why she did not get off him sooner while covering her face to hide her embarrassment.

Izuku stood up. Activating his power at five percent, he jumped to one of the walls. It would have been fine if it were not so slippery and the fact that the hole closed. Trapping them inside. Parts of the tunnel suddenly lit up as if guiding them.

“I guess we go that way,” Izuku said, following the lit path.

“Ok,” she replied without hesitation and followed him. ‘Deku-kun, I believe in you. Just based on your track record, I know I can trust you.’

“Hey can I ask you a question?” Izuku asked nervously.

“Sure,” Ochako replied.

“Why did you do what you did earlier?” Izuku asked.

Realizing what he meant, Ochako’s face lit up. She masked herself with silence. Not getting a response, Izuku turned to his friend.

“Uraraka-san?” Izuku called to her.

“I’m not letting some hag-a-saurus take you away from me,” she whispered inaudibly.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you,” Izuku lied but was not sure if he heard her right. “Would you mind repeating that?”

“I don’t know. My body moved before I had a chance to think,” Ochako said. She lifted her head but still avoided making eye contact. Pouting. “Why? Did you want to stay there with her?”

“Um, no, that’s not really why I asked. I was just curious,” Izuku stammered. He started walking again. “Anyways we should get going.”

He was stopped by a hand taking his own. He turned to Ochako to see her in the same state as earlier. A brow lifting. Asked an unvoiced question.

“Sorry, just let me hold your hand for now. This place makes me feel uneasy,” Ochako explained meekly.

“Alright,” Izuku said with a warm smile.

A few hours had past and the game had ended. The students had gathered defeated. None of them had found the objective. They exchanged stories and shared a few drinks, non-alcoholic of course. 

“Is everyone here?” The principal asked jumping off the bus.

“No sir, we were separated from Midorya-kun and Uraraka-san earlier and still have yet to return,” Iida answered.

“I see,” Nedzu replied.

“Sir, shouldn’t we go look for them?” Kirishima asked. “I mean, I don’t doubt that Midorya and Uraraka can handle themselves but it’s not manly to leave someone behind!”

“It won’t be necessary,” Nedzu answered.

There were some rustling in the bushes, gaining everyone’s attention. Izuku and Ochako came out. Hands still intertwined and blushing. Seeing that everyone was already there, the two gave sheepish smiles.

“Sorry for being late everyone,” Izuku apologized.  “We got trapped in the ruins.”

“DAMN NERD!” Katsuki raged. “STOP CAUSING TROUBLE FOR EVERYONE!”

“Ehem,” the principal coughed. “Now that everyone’s here. It is time to end this game, officially. Since no one had managed to find the treasure for this adventure.”

“Ah,” Izuku interrupted. Pulling out a small box from his pocket.

“You found it!?” Most of the students blurted.

“There was a room in the tunnel we got trapped in,” Ochako answered.

“Well then, since you found the treasure,” Nedzu said. He took out his phone and pressed a couple of buttons. The box opened revealing a piece of paper. “Congratulations! You just won a year’s worth of free lunches by Lunch-Rush.”

Ochako’s eyes sparkled when she heard that. A bit of drool hanged from her mouth. Internally rejoicing from all the money she’ll save with it.

“Deku-kun! Isn’t this great!?” She said rhetorically as she flailed her free hands around. Unable to contain her glee. Completely oblivious of how close she was to him.

“Um… Yeah,” Izuku said. Looking anywhere but her in an effort to hide his embarrassment.

“Anyways,” Nedzu said. Motioning everyone to get on their busses. “We should head back to UA.”

“I’m sorry Iida-kun, Tsuyu-chan,” Ochako said from her seat beside Izuku.

“It’s ok,” Tsuyu said. “I’m just glad you’re ok.”

“That was quite reckless, Uraraka-san,” Iida lectured. Adjusting his glasses on his face, he sighed. “Nevertheless, I am glad that neither of you were hurt.”

“Thank you,” Ochako said.

Sero popped from his seat behind them. Seeing their hands still connected, a sly smile appeared on his face.

“Are you sure you didn’t just go hiding behind a rock again?” Sero asked teasingly.

The sound of a pin could be heard from the silence that followed after. His question caused most of their classmates to turn their attention towards them. A tick mark appeared on the perverted duo’s heads.

“Hmm?” Izuku sounded questioningly. 

“You know,” Sero said slyly. “Just like in the provisional license exam but this time with the real Uraraka.”

“What!?” The two shouted. Their faces turned red and began a series of excuses. 

“IT'SNOTLIKETHATWEWERETRAPPEDANDWENEEDEDTOESCAPEAND!” 

“Midorya!”

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Week 2

Proposals This week, we started off with showing the class our proposals and our proposed area of interest. We went around and gave people critique, and other areas that they could research into, or think about. Below is my A3 proposal, with some notes from those in my class.

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New logo. #2018week2 #skyline #dtla #rainydayz http://ift.tt/2qNMQNe

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Follow directions. #2018week2 #littletokyo #dtla #dtlaartsdistrict #walking #detour #rainydayz http://ift.tt/2mdyxfe

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Week 2

There was an aspect from Stevens’ (1974) book, ‘Patterns In Nature,’ which I wanted to try out an expand on. Using the book’s dotted hexagon, I decided to derive my experiment from that. I tried to look into the basic patterns that the book talks about:

Spirals

Meandering

Branches

Explosions

Stevens demonstrates how the basic patterns formed have the same line length, and how the average of all spiral and meandering paths is 45.5 units (centre point to the first point, centre point to the second point and so on). Spiral patterns have only 3.37 units. These patterns tell us that explosions are short, while spiral and meandering paths “connects the points in an extremely circuitous manner” (Stevens, 1974).

Spirals curve around themselves, and are indirect. Meander patterns are similar to spirals, but not as uniform. Explosions are uniform, in the sense that it maintains constant angles, and is more dense closer to the source of the explosion. Branching patterns are less uniform and have more variations. Branching is advantageous due to the length and its directness, and its way of making the most of the space it occupies. (Stevens, 1974).

I did this experiment because I thought that if I did a lot, I would have some sort of break through. I was hoping an epiphany would come to me, and that I would be able to relate it to patterns on screen. I have also shifted elements in a pattern around, hoping that I would have some type of epiphany.

After doing this experiment, I really had trouble relating it back to screen interfaces. Doing this exercise was fun and worthwhile, but its relevancy to my Patterns topic, was not very prevalent to me. I feel like this type of exercise would be good to get a day of designing started. This would also be good as an experimental branding exercise.

References: Stevens, P. S. (1974). Patterns In Nature. Toronto: Little, Brown.

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Week 2:

Starting off with my plan, week 2 had me initially research patterns in nature. This includes the science of Biomimicry, The Fibonacci Sequence, and much more. I went to the library to do some research, and the books the information from above are from:

Biomimicry: Innovation Inspired By Nature by J. M. Benyus

Patterns in Nature by P. S. Stevens

Nature’s Numbers by I. Stewart

I initially had a Microsoft Word document for me to write down all the interesting findings, however this was what I have always done in the past, and I wanted to try something different. I always preferred handwriting things down, and I liked illustrating little things to help me remember things. I thought that this was a fun way for me to engage further into what I was researching.

A lot of the information I found seemed like obvious things, like water ripples, or water droplets. But finding out more about how similar patterns in nature are related to each other was very interesting. Different organisms and animals have their own ways of surviving, but yet they are related in certain ways. It’s also interesting to learn about how people find a break in a pattern special, or different. For example, the four leaf clover. They’re very rare, and it is said that you would have luck if you find one. It’s also interesting to learn how everything has its own system, and little sub systems. We’re all very small in the grand scheme of things. 

I also learned a lot about Math. Mathematicians find equations to help make sense of the world around them, much like how Science is used. Which makes sense, as Calculus is often used to find patterns in equations, and therefore, nature. Patterns in nature also gave a way for people to give meaning and reasons for everything, which people love to do, as it provides a sense of security and closure.

References: Benyus, J. M. (2002). Biomimicry : Innovation Inspired By Nature. New York: Perennial. Stevens, P. S. (1974). Patterns In Nature. Toronto: Little, Brown. Stewart, I. (1995). Nature's Numbers. New York: HarperCollins Publishers.

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Week 2

Timeline

To make sense of the next couple months, and my area of interest, I have tried to break down design patterns into different sub-topics to help me make use of my time. I had a talk with G, and he helped me flesh out the topics and think of it in broader terms. Below is my proposed timeline for the semester:

I basically plan to do experiments every two weeks, after delving into a topic. The last two weeks are for me to think about how I am going to compile everything in a presentable manner.

Remade proposal

Translating from the timeline and the sub-topics from design patterns, (hopefully having a deeper understanding of patterns) I have re-written my own proposal to help me re-ground myself whenever I get lost.