Trafalgar D. Water Law ~ Ep 1010 - Wano Kuni Arc (Part 2)

Listen I think Kaeya playing with a cat is everything I need and everything I want

Bonus failed attempt

Shit I’ve made on PicsArt

Do any of you guys like One Piece? Because I’ve been itching to write about Zoro, man is finer than fine

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MISCHARACTERIZATIONS OF TODOROKI SHOUTO

inspired by @haik-choo

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POLITE: Todoroki is not polite. Not even a little bit. It’s canon that his personality is not far off from Bakugou (who is outwardly abrasive and rude). Keep that in mind. Todoroki is not nice, especially to people he doesn’t like - he won’t outwardly say it unless someone asks him, though. A good way to think of it is, Todoroki is just as mean as Bakugou except he’s passive about it.

FORMAL: It’s canon in the manga that Todoroki doesn’t speak formally, out of pure disrespect for his father. The way he talks is very casual, and you won’t ever see him use typical Japanese formalities. Don’t be afraid to write him spitting out cusses either, as it’s also canon that he cusses like a sailor.

SHY: I understand how Todoroki may come off as shy, and I understand how this idea of him has spread throughout the fandom - but, alas, I am here to crush this character trait under my boot. He’s not shy - he’s introverted. He doesn’t go out of his way to talk to people, not because he’s scared of talking to people, but because he genuinely doesn’t feel the need to. He’s not afraid of coming off as awkward while speaking - in fact, in most scenes where he has dialogue comes off as really awkward, but he never cares. Todoroki isn’t afraid/nervous to talk, he literally just doesn’t want to.

RULE FOLLOWER: This isn’t a trait I see pinned to his character a lot, but I feel like it ties into the whole entire polite/formal notion that Todoroki has stuck to his back - and I want to address it. This boy goes out of his way to break rules - he doesn’t give a rat’s ass about authoritative figures. This has been shown multiple times throughout both the manga and anime (him not listening to his dad’s wishes regarding his quirk and him proposing the idea to rescue Bakugou). He also doesn’t care much for punishments. In conclusion, this boy is not the voice of reason in any situation ever - stop writing him out to be responsible!

EMOTIONLESS: Todoroki was abused his whole childhood. He’s not stoic in the sense that he doesn’t like the people that surround him - he’s stoic in the sense that he doesn’t know social queues, or how “normal” teenagers interact. He’s casual when he’s talking, but that doesn’t mean he knows what teenage slang is. He’s not a rule follower, but that doesn’t mean he understands the concept of “normal” teenage rebellion (drinking, smoking, partying, etc.). It’s really important to comprehend this part of his character because this part of him shines through the most. He’s not cold-hearted, he just doesn’t know how to interact with people correctly because all he’s known his whole life is a horrendous cycle of abuse. He doesn’t know how to empathize with others, and he also doesn’t know how to express himself properly. 

HUMOR: This isn’t a mischaracterization of him, but I do want to bring special attention to his sense of humor - as he is easily one of the funniest characters in the show. Todoroki and Bakugou share the same sense of humor, in certain aspects. Their sense of humor is dry, and they really like sarcasm. Todoroki also loves poking fun at Bakugou, by going out of his way to say/do certain things to provoke the hothead. A few good examples of this are: when the class is discussing their hero studies, and Todoroki keeps repeating that both Bakugou and him are falling behind in class eventually leading to Bakugou screaming in frustration. A second example is when Todoroki introduces Bakugou as his friend in the manga, completely disregarding the blond’s loud protesting. In general, Todoroki thinks picking on people is fun.

Overall, I think Todoroki’s character is approached incorrectly throughout the majority of fanfics written. He is a very hard character to capture, to understand - but once you delve into the type of person he is, and pay attention to the small details of his personality he is very fun to write. 

I hope this helped anyone who has trouble capturing the essence of Todoroki Shouto - I know I would’ve loved to have something like this when I was learning about his character.

Decided to finally watch One Piece, so here’s a collection of some of my Ace Drawings I accumulated so far.

please wilbur you said you were gonna stop writing for the dream smp. spare us this agony

More 1870s Cowboy!Ghost, I saw someone cosplaying his gunslinger skin and lost my mind just a little

Life is quiet here. The sky is wide and blue, the grass is just on the yellow side of green, and the women are as pretty as they are quick with a gun. Well, just the one. Ghost swings off his horse to lead her the rest of the way to the barn. 

“Hey, pretty boy!” You call from the back door, “Come have a drink when you finish up.” He’s still not used to the way your smile makes his heart jump. The genuine fondness behind it. Pretty boy. He wouldn’t let anyone else get away with calling him that, just you. You get away with a lot of things.

Most recently it’s been this. A spare drink to drown out the still uncaught bounty. Never mind that he’s hardly trying anymore. There’s hardly time for it with all the work you have him doing. Work he hardly minds when it’s you asking for it. He likes the animals, likes the warm soil of the garden, likes looking over his shoulder to see you going about your own work. Shaking out sheets as you take them off the line or twisting ripe squash from the vine, the way you brush your hand up the back of your neck to wipe away the sheen of sweat, you’re gorgeous. Ghost’s never seen anyone like you. 

He takes his time unburdening his horse, putting away tack, checking her stall has food and water. Steeling his nerves. It’s becoming harder and harder to ignore your sweet talk. Eventually he’ll find himself stuck in your honey. Then he can’t say what will happen. Maybe you’ll keep him.

Ghost touches the worn cotton of his mask; thinks of the scars under it, the scars under his skin. Maybe not. 

You’re waiting by the back door when he finally makes his way back to the house. You offer a short glass of clear liquor. “You’ll get him tomorrow,” You tell him. Ghost can’t tell if you’re joking or serious. Your usual good humor makes it hard to gauge. 

He pushes his mask up to his nose and takes the offered glass, clinking it against yours. You both tip your head backs, let the alcohol slide down your throats. Ghost sniffs, clears his throat against the residual burn. He checks his glass to be sure he got it all, and looks up to catch you staring at him.

“I got something on my face?” He jokes, voice flat as he wipes the wet edge of alcohol off his lip with his thumb. 

“No it’s just,” you tilt your head with a smile, “Every time I see you like this I can’t help wanting to kiss you.” Ghost stills, you’re forward but not this forward. “That’s probably silly of me,” your smile falls a little, and he can’t have that. He can’t have you losing hope, losing interest. You’re not supposed to be interested in the first place, but- but he wants you to keep it. Wants you to keep sweet talking him. You can’t give up and let him win. Not when he wants so badly to lose to you.

Ghost grabs you by the collar of your shirt and pulls you to him, leaning down to bring your mouths crashing together. He catches a bit of your smile before you can pucker, a little bit of teeth before he kisses you properly. It's not a perfect first kiss, but it is perfect. You're perfect, so warm and sweet and soft. God you're so soft, how can anyone be this soft? Your lips cushion his and your warmth surrounds him in a way that can't just be physical. You part your lips, draw him in for another kiss and another, a slow slick glide of indulgence. His hand cradles your cheek, and it isn't the last drops of tequila he's savoring when you draw back. Stars, your smile could stop his heart. It nearly does.

Ghost tugs his mask back down over his lips to stop himself from kissing you again. Is he supposed to feel so, so giddy just from kissing someone? He can't push down the smile that bubbles up. Another good reason for the mask. 

"I should-" you take a step back, make a noncommittal gesture with your hands. Ghost nods.

"Right, and I should-" he waves towards the barn, both of you smiling like fools for each other.

"Ok," even your voice is soft, so soft. He should kiss you again, he can still feel your lips against his.

"Supper," Ghost tells you, confirms with you. You nod, grip your skirt with giddy fingers.

"Six o'clock," God he wouldn't miss it for the world.

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