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Ochako Uraraka | Red | #E07CA0

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[pursestrings]

[He'd be obligated to wear that?! Don't do this to his heart.]

ur gonna make me the flower guy
that's gonna be my reputation
me
flower guy

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[...Oh, he's getting one.]

is that a bad thing? because i think that it sounds great!!!
and you DO grow amazing sunflowers

[pursestrings]

[how dare you]

do u really look at me and think oh yeah, flowers makes sense for the whole package i'm seeing here
be honest

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[She'll make it float so that she can drop it on his head when he's not looking.]

yeah!
flowers are a really good fit for you!
but i think i need to see you wear a flower crown just to be sure

[pursestrings]

[Cheating...?!]

no way, i'm not flower guy!!!
how many hats r u gonna make me wear

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[Everyone loves surprises!!]

are you still mad about the helmet? your hair was fine!!!
i PROMISE this will be the last one!
and i'll even wear one with you so you're not alone

[pursestrings]

[DO THEY......]

no it looked like shit
ur just being nice
if i wear a flower hat i'm not doing it around anybody else
that's the deal

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[YES.]

i'm not! and it didn't!!!
but will you REALLY wear one if i make one for you?
do you promise???

[pursestrings]

[Sigh, just call him Okuyasu the flower guy, fuck!!]

it did
& i GUESS so since ur so into it
u can't tell anyone!!!

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[Does he really hate that, though...]

i won't!!!!!!
i'll even give you the best one (･ω<)☆
but you should come help me make them!

[pursestrings]

[He's gotta hang onto one last tough guy aspect... barely...]

damn what an honor
i can come hang but i dunno about making stuff

[thriftea]

[Sounds fake tbh.]

that's okay! you can talk to me while i make them!
hanging out with you is always fun (｡^‿^｡)

[pursestrings]

[What's fake is the dopey face he makes at his laptop, because he certainly does nothing of the sort. Always fun... ah...]

u found a face that looks like u
& are we gonna sit in a field again or what
now?

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[Should she tell him about the kaomoji she picked for him? ...NAH.]

only a little
and yeah! let's go now!!!!!
meet me in the garden again!

[pursestrings]

[One day....]

nah that's definitely u
& i'll be there

[In like ten minutes because he needs to find a tanktop that is both clean and not hideous orange, wait for him.]

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[I should probably go reply to the stargazing thread, but I'm tired and imagining Okuyasu in a flower crown is giving me life, so—

Ochako is, of course, already waiting in the garden when Okuyasu makes his fashionably late entrance, because flower crowns are very exciting and she can't wait to make one just for him. So there will be no chatting in the garden today! As soon as he comes into view, she gestures for him to hurry up and follow her as she speed-walks down the street.]

Come on! Todoroki showed me where the best flowers are!

[Pick up the pace!!]

[pursestrings]

[I understand... Okuyasu doesn't have the same unbridled enthusiasm for flower crowns - frankly this is embarrassing!! - but he's already agreed to this, so he's not going to make a fuss about it. He half-jogs the last bit of distance to catch up with her as they head for the flowers, wherever that is...]

Todoroki? [how are there people he still doesn't know in this, the smallest of towns] I thought mine was the best flower.

[Look.... yes, he has to be like this.]

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[The best flowers grow at the edge of the forest, naturally. And don't be silly, Okuyasu. He knows the truth! She knows that he knows the truth, and yet she still indulges him with a smile. It's a small price to pay for the chance to see him wear a flower crown...]

It is! [There! Don't make her wax poetic about it!!] But we needed other flowers for Iida, and Todoroki knew where to find purple ones. You really haven't met him yet? He's the guy with the red and white hair who's always with Deku.

[Go visit not!Koichi more often.]

[pursestrings]

[Yes, perfect, his flower is best flower, but remember: he is definitely not... flower guy. Whatever, he's satisfied and grins back at her, then shrugs. Some peppermint-head guy?? Hmm.]

I guess I keep going out whenever you come by to throw flowers on Iida. But this place is so small, I gotta run into him one of these days, right?

[with a peppermint head he must be hard to miss]

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[Things Ochako will forever associate with this boy: the color blue, fishbucks, pretty sunflowers. His rep is officially dead. But ah, yes—Okuyasu befriending her friends. That's a great thing to think about as she resumes her hunt for those purple flowers.]

I hope so! Just don't take him too seriously, okay? He's nice, but he can be...

[Cold? Blunt? Easily annoyed by LOUD PEOPLE? There's an awkward little pause as she imagines the many things that could go wrong with a random encounter.]

M-Maybe I should introduce you to him!

[pursestrings]

[Oh, does he need a chaperone... which one of them needs a chaperone, or is it both? He has to wonder.]

Yeah, okay. Come say hey the next time he comes with you.

[Hmm...]

Is he weird, or what?

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[Is Todoroki weird? Well, yes, but—]

No? He's a little hard to read, that's all. I still don't know what he's thinking most of the time.

[That's not exactly a sterling defense, but please forgive her, Todoroki!! It's just that purple and grey flowers are finally visible in the not-so-distant clearing, and while she normally would take the time to paint a better picture... well, there's a more pressing issue at hand. Goodbye, Okuyasu! She's just going to wave at him over her shoulder as she runs ahead yet again. This is becoming a trend.]

Pick a spot for us! I'll be there soon!

[pursestrings]

[So he's kinda weird, got it. Okuyasu will remember that and try... to be sensitive to his weirdness, for sure. Try. Because he's weird.

Anyway, bye Ochako?! He waves after her and wanders off to find a nice spot to flop down on the ground just like the last time, where he will wait patiently for the flowers of his demise to come back and join him. At least it's a nice day, although she runs the risk of finding him just dozed off in the grass if she takes more than, like, ten minutes to pick the best flowers. What a gamble!! Snoozing or just staring at the sky, very exciting.]

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[Of course it takes her longer than ten minutes to collect an armful of perfect flowers? Duh? That's why she isn't even the slightest bit surprised to find Okuyasu napping once she finally makes her way back to him. It's hard to relax in the sun and not fall asleep, she knows, and so she resists the urge to wake him via a shower of flowers and just... stands there instead, taking advantage of this opportunity to study his sleeping(!) face. Ah, but seeing him look so relaxed is...

...Hmm. Carefully sinking down beside him, she spreads the flowers out in front of her before she begins weaving her first crown. It doesn't take long to finish, thanks to all of her recent practice, but even then she doesn't bother to shake him awake; she simply reaches over and gently—gently!!—places the purple and yellow circlet on his chest. Sleep well, Okuyasu! She's perfectly content to sit here for a while, quietly humming to herself as she works on a crown of her very own.]

[pursestrings]

[He kind of expects her to dump a bunch of flowers on him to wake him up, in the brief seconds before he actually falls asleep - that's probably why he doesn't resist the siren call of a good nap in the sun in the first place. Dumping flowers on him is a very Ochako thing to do! It's a reasonable assumption.

The point is, she doesn't wake him up, so he snoozes on. It's a very peaceful scene, undisturbed even after Okuyasu blinks himself awake again to find Ochako sitting right there. Ah, he completely slept through flower time—but... hmm. He can't help just looking up at her quietly, not calling attention to himself; if he could remember this precise moment, how content she looks...

Anyway— soon enough he realizes there's a flower crown sitting on him, and jeez, how long was he actually asleep? Ahem.]

Uh, hey.