#Ochaco x reader

[kentocidal]

MAKING A HOME .txt

USERS: ochaco uraraka x afab!fem!reader

WARNING! THIS FILE IS CORRUPTED WITH THE FOLLOWING MALWARE: infidelity, mommy kink, light vouyerism, oral (f!receiving), fingering, fantasies, dom!ochaco

NOTES: repost from my old blog. lightly proofread. everyone say welcome back woodrow. ~3.1k words.

ochaco was… well, she was overwhelmed, to state it simply.

she had always dreamt of a perfect life without having to care about money, and she got it. she had always dreamt of being an amazing and helpful hero, and she got that, too. and finally, she had always dreamt of being a wife and a mother. she had managed to achieve that as well, having a powerful husband and two little children running around at her ankles whenever she returned home, always happy to see mommy.

but, as life always goes, she was still unsatisfied.

marrying a high-school sweetheart was the wish of every woman, of course. she had thought herself lucky to have found someone so young. izuku had been the man of her dreams for quite some time, but they sealed the deal in third year after two long school years filled with pining.

and he had fulfilled her in the only ways he knew how: he was sweet, funny, bashful… but he was quick to rise in the ranks. he married her and it was all for the public. and then he got busier and busier, less caring to her and more work-oriented. she was lucky if he saw him twice a day. she was often left alone with the heavy burden of being a hero and a mother of two young children that took after their rowdy father.

she was overwhelmed. and she was exhausted. which is why she put out an ad under a pseudonym, looking for a full-time babysitter to help her with her woes.

that’s how she ended up with you at her doorstep, nervously clutching your purse that held your printed resume and a reference from your old job.

you loved kids. you loved being around them, caring for them, and just helping other parents take a break. you had left your previous job at a daycare to pursue the nanny life, wanting to help shape kids who needed some extra time.

but all of that went out the window when pro-hero uravity was the one opening the door, looking tired and a little messy and oh so beautiful.

she was your favorite pro. you had admired her from afar, watching her slowly rise in the ranks and admiring her honesty for why she was a hero in the first place. you valued her strengths and honestly didn’t understand why she wasn’t as popular as her husband. now she was standing in front of you, pink cheeks swelled and soft from her older age of thirty five, robe tied loosely around her and hugging her round figure. she was built on dense muscle but she was soft in the middle from having two kids and it looked spectacular on her.

the two of you sized one another up. you swallowed a little, and opened your mouth to say something, but a sudden crash resounded from the living room, making both of you jolt.

“haru! tadashi! what are you two doing in there?!” ochaco nervously shouted back, stepping into the house and leaving enough entryway for you to go in. your feet moved before your brain could compute, and you hurried into the living room, shucking your purse and shoes in the foyer before heading in.

“hi guys,” you smiled at the two kids (which, notably, looked almost exactly like izuku did). one of them, whose freckles stuck out on his cheeks and neck, immediately hopped to his feet. “mommy! mommy! a stranger’s in here!”

“it’s fine, i’m a friend!” you quickly shook your head and surveyed the damage. the boys had been building an unstable lego tower, which had crashed completely onto the glass coffee table. the other boy hopped to his feet too, following his older brother. “stranger! get out!”

“it’s fine, guys, really.” you laughed and dropped to your knees, looking over the base of the structure. “what were you guys building?”

the eldest, still skeptical of your arrival, squinted at you. “we were rebuilding the tokyo tower, but haru pushed it over.”

“did not!” the youngest, now identified as haru, pouted and stamped his foot into the carpet.

“did too!”

“did n-”

“you guys need a stronger base.” you hastily interrupted their bickering by sweeping the fallen pieces onto the floor, making them forget their plight and turn to you as you started to explain. “the tower is big at the bottom and gets smaller towards the top. if you want to make a smaller one, you have to make it nice and big at the bottom. look.”

the two boys sat and watched you build a square base for their tower with rapt attention, nodding along. the eldest, most likely tadashi, punched his hand into his fist. “that makes more sense! it won’t fall so easy if it's big on the bottom!”

“uh, yeah!” haru nodded, not understanding quite as much but clearly wanting to seem cool. you smiled anyway and passed them the blocks that you had in your hands.

“here, keep going. you’ll have your own tokyo tower soon.”

they both start to continue to build up and up, and you get to your feet and dust your knees off, finally turning to where your gracious, gorgeous host was watching, slack-jawed.

your face heated a bit in your own embarrassment; you really had just intruded on her home and stepped into a situation she could have handled. you walked up to her, wringing your hands together. “mrs. midoriya-”

“they’ve never calmed down so quickly.” she steepled her hands under her nose, watching her boys - her rowdy, loud, over-excitable boys - play calmly as if nothing had happened.

you glanced between the children and ochaco before just smiling sheepishly. “i, uh… i’ve always been really good with kids. i love them.”

ochaco was quiet for a moment, glancing you up and down, making your face feel ever-hotter under her clearly appreciative gaze.

she dropped her hands from her face and shoved one out towards you, her pinky curled into her palm to prevent you from floating when you took it to shake.

“you’re hired.”

you lived in the house for a short month, and in that time you had come to know the inner workings of the midoriya’s.

their home was only happy to the press. you had maybe met pro-hero deku exactly once, when he stopped home for dinner. he had looked at you with his brows furrowed, asking ochaco who you were and why you were occupying the guest room. ochaco was happy to explain that she needed the help with the kids between her work, because she worked too, which he seemed to always forget.

he had had the gall to nod, smile at you in greeting, and then ask ochaco when dinner was going to be served because he had a meeting to get to across japan.

you had decided, then, that the big pro-hero deku wasn’t as jovial as the tabloids had made him out to be.

you were the one to help dress the kids for school. you brushed out their unruly hair and made sure they ate all of their breakfast. you walked them to school, and then you went back to your new home to watch ochaco bustle around in a frenzy before going to her agency to start patrol.

she always gave you a tight hug in the morning before she left. always. with each hug you felt yourself falling more and more in love with her.

you knew she was out of your league, of course. she was a pro-hero, a married one at that. you couldn’t be crushing on the woman you so graciously took you in when you were looking for a job. but you couldn’t help it. you had slowly became her rock, the one to rely on instead of her always-away husband who barely made time for her or his children.

it was one event that shifted the dynamic between you two and left you with far more questions than you had answers to.

she had known you were home. she had to have. you had dropped a pot in the kitchen while cleaning up. and yet here you were, standing in the darkened hallway while the white light of the bathroom poured out through the crack in the ajar door.

it was late. the boys were asleep. you two were the only ones awake. she had gone in to shower. she should know better than to leave the door open, and yet…

she shed her towel. there she was, standing there in the bathroom, hair wet and dripping all down her tanned skin and perky breasts and soft tummy and thick, thick thighs, and…

you lost your breath. her nipples were hard from the cold and you could see the way the water droplets glistened on them. she was so full, so full of life and beauty and honestly in your opinion she looked like such a goddess.

you hadn’t realized you were panting the slightest bit and staring at her until you glanced up towards her pretty, round face and caught you. her honey brown eyes locked onto yours, and all you could do was quickly turn and walk away, hurrying down the hall into your room.

you closed and locked the door, fully intending to simply forget the interaction, but it was seared into the backs of your eyelids.

you had seen her carnally. and now you wanted to know her that way, too.

after that it became a spiral. you tried to focus on work but she was only wearing robes around the house after patrols, using excuse after excuse as to why she didn’t want to wear proper clothes. but when she did, they were tight, short numbers that made you drool without realizing it. she was coming onto you and you weren’t sure whether to consider yourself the luckiest girl alive or the worst person on the planet.

because yeah, ochaco was in a rough place with deku. she could just want to use you… or maybe not.

you honestly didn’t know and couldn’t tell.

the air between the both of you after that altercation was thick and laced with hunger and tension, making you shake in your shoes. you didn’t want to get the wrong impression.

but ochaco was tired of you dancing around her like she was a fragile option. she was tired of it, three months in, and she simply couldn’t do it anymore.

you had dropped the boys off at school and came home with the intent to clean. to your surprise, ochaco was in the kitchen, looking out through the window over the sink and sipping a cup of tea in that beautiful pink robe she loved to wear around you.

you swallowed a little and set your purse on the island. “mrs. midoriya? whatre you doing home?”

“i took the day off.” she set the now empty mug into the sink and turned her head a little to look at you over her shoulder.

“o-oh,” you stuttered, trying to look everywhere but at her.

that was the final mistake you would make.

ochaco turned and quickly approached you, hands coming down hard on either side of you on the island, caging you in. you yelped in surprise and let your eyes go wide as you stared at her.

“m-mrs.-“

“do you think i’m pretty?”

you stared at her. what?

she didn’t like your silence and it showed in her gaze. “i asked you a question. i pay you to be honest to me. tell me. do you think i’m pretty, y/n? attractive?”

you bit down on your lip before taking in a deep breath. “y-yes. i t-think you’re… i think you’re so beautiful.” and that was the truth, because you had spent many a night locked in your room with your fingers plunged deep in your cunt, trying to bring yourself to release while thinking about her, her, her.

her pink cheeks warmed up the slightest bit more. “you do? you think that?”

“yes,” you managed, more confidently this time, and she must’ve liked that answer because she grinned at you before forcefully pressing those pillow-plush lips to yours.

your hands easily found her shoulders, squeezing them and whimpering. you pushed at her shoulders, suddenly remembering where you were, and she pulled away to shake her head. “deku isn’t coming home today. he doesn’t want me - you do.”

“mrs.-“

“you don’t have to call me that anymore, y/n.” she shook her head, lifting a hand to touch your cheek. “just call me ochaco. or mommy. mommy would be nice coming from you, pretty thing…”

who was this and where was ochaco?!

but, then again… you knew better than to disrespect or disobey a pro-hero. you knew a lot better. you didn’t answer her as you leaned to catch her lips again, and she sighed gently at your ambition.

your lips meshed with hers with sudden ease, the softness of her chapstick making it easier for you. her tongue pushed its way into your mouth, her hands sliding along the island to your sides, sneaking up under your shirt and making you jump.

“shhh, it’s alright. it’s just us…” she cooed against your lips, feeling for the hem to start taking you out of your shirt. you just let her, lifting your arms over your head and watching the way her pupils dilated in the lights of the kitchen when she saw the clean expanse of your skin, lacking the battle scars her own torso adorned. she bit on her lip and reached around you to unclasp your bra, and you let it fall to the floor, your nipples hardening under the sudden cold air of the kitchen.

she let out a breath. “i knew you were perfect, gosh…” her soft hand enveloped one of your tits, squeezing before moving to flick your nipple, making you jump and whimper through your teeth.

“come on y/n. you wanna see me again? i know you were staring when i left the door open. i wanted you to come in…”

your head was swimming. she really wanted you? your hands moved without your consent to the fuzzy piece of fabric holding her robe closed, and she allowed you to untie it and let the clothing drop to the floor. she had absolutely nothing on under it, and you practically moaned when you saw how perfect she was.

she smiled and blushed, as if she was the least bit bashful, before her hands were sliding down your navel to your jeans button, and you nodded just barely. she wasn’t looking, she didn’t care - she was going to do it anyway.

she shucked you of your clothes and finally looked at your face again, smiling at your embarrassed expression before leaning to peck your lips. her fingers slid down, down, down between your legs, dancing over your thighs before her finger dipped between your wet folds, making you absolutely keen.

she cooed at that. “oh, sweetheart, you’re soaked. don’t make a mess on the tile, baby, you’ll have to clean it up.”

you nodded, already desperate for her touch. her free hand held onto your hip as she started to rub her finger against your clit with the collected juices, making your legs tense and your head drop back. “ochaco, please…”

“please what?”

“you know…?”

“i don’t, baby. you have to use your words.”

“please, want your fingers in, please…” you looked at her desperately, and she giggled at your expression before her index finger dipped into your tight hole, making you moan and grip the island.

“you like that? that’s what you need, baby?”

“y-yes! ‘chaco, please, please touch…”

“i know. i’ll take care of you. mommy knows best.” she purred and pushed a second finger into your tight cunt, her lips connecting with your neck to suck a hickey low down on your collarbone. it made you whine out, white-knuckling the counter underneath you.

she knew just how to curl her fingers, just how to jerk her thumb against your clit to make you jolt, just how to mouth at your jaw to make you weaker in the knees.

you had never gotten so close to the edge before.

“please! gotta cum, ‘chaco, gotta cum!”

“babygirl wants to cum? you have to say please.”

“please! please, please, please, please lemme cum-!”

she hummed against your jugular as if in thought, feeling the way your cunt fluttered around her fingers, before she giggled. “fine, cum or don’t cum at all, baby.”

your eyes rolled back as your whole body tensed up tight, seeing the stars in the night sky as you gushed around her fingers.

she fucked you through your orgasm before gently hooking her hands around your knees to drop you down to the floor. her clean hand went to the back of your head, and she tugged you forward in your haze.

“be a good girl, baby. you know what to do.”

her wet hand went down between her own thighs, spreading her folds and letting you get a good look at the glistening sheen of her cunt in the sickly kitchen light. “you gonna be good?”

you didn’t even need to answer. you were already burying your face between those folds, licking eagerly at her fluttering hole before sliding your mouth up to her clit and sucking.

she moaned softly, always modest and gentle. her hips rolled rhythmically down against your tongue, and her eyes never left yours while you licked and lapped and sucked at her for dear life.

“that’s it baby. you gonna make mommy cum? you gonna make me feel so good, huh? yeah? what a good girl, shit…”

you had never heard her swear before. she was so beautiful, rocking her hips down against your face. you were barely able to breathe but you didn’t care, hands grabbing at her thighs to pull her closer to yourself and try to savor the moment for as long as possible.

her moans grew in pitch and fervor, the hand on the back of your head curling and gripping you tight.

“good girl, good girl, gonna cum in your mouth, oh fuck-!”

she whined so prettily for you when she gushed onto your tongue that you yourself moaned, rendering you speechless while you watched the flush overtake her chest snd shoulders.

you licked at her clit through her orgasm before she was pushing you back gently. she leaned down to kiss your lips softly.

“you have to get cleaned up for the next round in a little bit. but you should fix up some salad first for the both of us. alright?”

“yes mommy.”

[starlvcied]

THINGS THEY DO THAT YOU FIND CUTE (CLASS 1-A) - [PT. 1]

characters ; izuku midoriya, katsuki bakugou, shoto todoroki, eijiro kirishima, denki kaminari, tenya iida, hanta sero, mina ashido, tsuyu asui, ochaco uraraka, kyoka jirou, momo yaoyorozu

g/n reader, no warnings.

✮⋆˙ - izuku midoriya : izuku physically cannot stand still. he has to be moving somehow, but he isn't really aware of this. he tends to have a habit of playing with his hair, whether it's running his fingers through it or twirling his finger around a few strands, you find it being the cutest thing ever. you never point it out though, because you know he would burst into a flustered mess and stop whenever he catches himself doing it. you find it cute, but he would find it so embarassing.

✮⋆˙ - katsuki bakugou : we all know this man is great in the kitchen. so, whenever you catch him cooking a meal for you, (or himself, mostly himself...) all you could do is smile. on one occasion, you were out running errands. you had come across an apron with the lettering "kiss the cook" on it. you picked it up with a smirk, imagined how he'd look in it, but you had figured he would just scold you for it. so, you put it back.

✮⋆˙ - shoto todoroki : he's so chronically offline. whenever you ask to do something trendy with him, he tilts his head at the idea and raises a brow at you. whenever you use any form of slang, he's just as confused. you try to explain, he still doesn't get it. urban dictionary is his best friend. the reason you don't explain this kind of stuff to him is because of that silly, clueless face he makes when he has no idea what you're talking about. it's a foreign language to him, but he tries his hardest to understand you.

✮⋆˙ - eijiro kirishima : kiri loves to manhandle you. tossing you over his shoulder, tackling you, throwing you onto the couch, anything like that leaves you a giggling mess. he knows you love it, too. he enjoys it just as much as you do.

✮⋆˙ - denki kaminari : he is always smiling. that has to be one of your favorite things about him. he has the teethiest smile after he does literally anything, especially when he does things to impress you. he has the most contagious smile you've ever seen. you love to see him smile, and you would do anything to make sure he's always cheesing.

✮⋆˙ - tenya iida : he is so damn respectful. i know we all are aware of this fact already but i want to put emphasis on it. walking down the street, he'd always help an elderly person. walking in/out of a store, of course he'd hold the door for the person behind you. he never forgets his manners. this is your favorite part about him, all you can do is admire.

✮⋆˙ - hanta sero : sero is not afraid to make things for you. you having a bad day? oh, he actually made you guys matching bracelets. he has a bead and string collection because he knows you love jewelry. he's also great at origami, he's always available to give you something. he can definitely crochet. you still sleep with the fat elephant he made you. you think its adorable, and you keep everything he gives you.

✮⋆˙ mina ashido : you love it when she asks to dance with you. she holds her hand out to you with a grin before pulling you into a tight embrace. it doesn't matter what the fuck kind of music is playing, megan thee stallion or lana del rey, you two will be dancing. she asks you so unexpectedly, but you don't complain. there will never be a boring moment with mina.

✮⋆˙ : tsuyu asui : tsu isn't much of a talker, but that definitely changes once she's with you. you guys have occasional yap sessions, some of them pertaining to nothing specific at all, you two just talk just to talk. you wanna gossip? she's all ears. you have something on your mind you think is stupid? she needs to hear it. she always listens to you, even if what you say makes no sense. she's so interested in what you have to say, you never feel like you're talking to a brick wall when you're with her.

✮⋆˙ - ochaco uraraka : karaoke. car karaoke is your guy's personal favorite. only one of your hands on the wheel, all four windows down, music to the max. usually, you would find this embarrassing. but ochaco always seems so happy singing with you. katy perry, wave to earth, laufey, taylor swift, red velvet, any artist of your choice. she loves listening to music with you, often sharing earbuds. but she definitely prefers borderline screaming in the car with you. you secretly admire each other, taking short, (maybe not so short) glances at one another. the way she's enjoying herself makes your heart melt knowing how comfortable she is with you.

✮⋆˙ kyoka jirou : she obviously plays her instruments to you. you love when she shows you snippets on some things she's been working on. the way she's so passionate and absolutely amazing at the thing she enjoys leaves you in a trance. her voice is music to your ears, and a soft smile grazes her lips when she notices how hard you're staring at her. if she could play you songs forever, she definitely would.

✮⋆˙ momo yaoyorozu : like sero, her love language is gift giving. since she's rich, she used to often travel before attending U.A. she has countless souvenirs from a variety of other countries, some you didn't even know existed. she also loves taking you on shopping sprees, she doesn't mind at all. momo does so much for you, and all you can do to return the favor is show her an endless amount of affection. you feel guilty she does all this stuff for you, but she assures you that it's okay and she loves doing this for you and seeing you happy. your heart drops to your knees. (in a good way, of course. <3)

[hiimikos]

asking them for the homework 📝

ft. izuku, katsuki, shoto, iida, kirishima, denki, ochaco, mina, momo, jirou

contains: pre-relationship, fem reader, crack

[iloveroblox48]

you changed ❣︎

❣︎ ➝ Masterlist here!

❣︎ ➝ Tags: they text you after you get taken by the lov, angsttt!!,fem reader this includes katsuki bakugou,ejirou kirishima,shoto todoroki,izuku midoriya,denki kaminari,hanta sero,ochaco uraraka,mina ashido,and kyoka jiro!

❣︎ ➝ A/n: HEY YALL! so this is my first smau i thought they were super cool and i wanted to try them out myself if we want a part two of this let me know! anyways i might make more smaus because they are so fun! i hope these arent ooc and if they are i hope its not to bad by the way the last fluffy post was a decoy you guys are back to suffering (ゝ∀･) ignore grammer/spelling mistakes requests open as always enjoy ⁽˙³˙⁾

[https-milo]

i read all your mha instas stuff and i need one with uraraka rn. 🙏

hihi! tysm for your request! (SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG!)

DATING OCHACO URARAKA

details!

instagram posts w/ comments while dating Ochaco Uraraka

a/n OBVIOUSLY these are just pictures off of Pinterest, reader can be however you imagine!

main m. list / instagram m. list

y/n.washere · 17w

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liked by deku_, pinkiealien, dynamight

y/n.washere treated the love of my life to the aquarium :)

tagged: ocha.floats

ocha.floats thank you so much, pretty <3

y/n.washere ocha.floats of course, beautiful <333

pinkiealien ok so me and who :(

ocha.floats · 15w

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liked by y/n.washere, deku_, pinkiealien, chargebolt

ocha.floats had to pay her back for our last date somehow :)

tagged: y/n.washere

y/n.washere you never have to pay me back, ever. but the flowers were beautiful, my love ❤️

ocha.floats y/n.washere i'm glad you liked them ❤️

deku_ I'm glad she liked them! picking them out was difficult @_@

ocha.floats deku_ shhh she doesnt know I got help from you!!

y/n.washere ocha.floats I still appreciate the effort <3

y/n.washere · 11w

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liked by chargebolt, deku_, s.todoroki

y/n.washere surprised my girl with homemade heart pizza! :D

tagged: ocha.floats

ocha.floats making the pizza was sooo much fun, thank you so much 🩷

y/n.washere ocha.floats anytime, beautiful!! I'm glad you had fun

pinkiealien whats in the box 👀

y/n.washere pinkiealien a promise ringgg :DD

chargebolt YOURE DRINKING WINE AND DIDN'T INVITE ME???

y/n.washere chargebolt first of all, its a date -_- second of all, it was cranberry juice

ocha.floats · 8w

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liked by deku_, chargebolt, s.todoroki, pinkiealien

ocha.floats she took me to see a rom-com!! It was so cute :)

tagged: y/n.washere

y/n.washere DUDE THE PLOT TWIST??? THAT WAS SOOO CUTE :((

ocha.floats y/n.washere IKR!

pinkiealien every time I see one of your guys' posts, I get so happy but then I remember true love doesn't exist outside of you two 😔😔

ocha.floats pinkiealien you'll find someone someday Mina!!

pinkiealien ocha.floats thank you ocha-chan <3

y/n.washere · 3w

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liked by deku_, pinkiealien, chargebolt

y/n.washere my beautiful girl and a bunny :) happy one year, beautiful! being with you has made me so happy and such a better person. You're the best thing in my life and I'm so glad we got together

tagged: ocha.floats

ocha.floats pretty, i cant even like BEGIN. you've done so much for me and I'm forever grateful. You mean the world to me <3

y/n.washere ocha.floats ochaaa :((( I love you so much, beautiful ❤️

yaomomo you two are so cute ❤️

kyo. jiro my fave couple ❤️

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Thank you so much for reading <3

[cyberrgrrl]

PRETTY GIRL.

pairing: Prohero!Uraraka x Prohero!Reader

// after watching a movie with your roommate, you couldn’t help but want a taste of her

contains: explicit content, kissing, fingering (ocha receiving)

note: the panel of pro hero uraraka in the final chapter changed my life, she’s truly the prettiest girl in the world,,I should mention while reader isn’t given a specific gender, this was written with a female reader in mind,,take caution in reading part 2

part 2

You and Ochaco had been friends for what felt like an eternity, from graduating at UA, to working together as pros at neighboring agencies, to now sharing an apartment together. You both were home, lounging around, watching a movie in Ochaco’s bedroom on your day off. She got back from work a few hours ago, greeting you with a bag of snacks from a local konbini and a CD of your favorite romcom. The soft glow of the moonlight filtered through the curtains, illuminating your intertwined forms on the plush, single bed. The movie ended, the only sound in the room was the soft hum of the TV, the after credits rolling on screen as you both scrolled lazily through your phones.

Ochaco was lying on her back, her chest rising and falling with shallow breaths, the sweet scent of vanilla from her shampoo lingered in the air. Bored of scrolling, you tossed your phone somewhere on the bed, fiddling with the remote from the TV. You glanced over at her, admiring her under the glow of the TV, the way her brown eyes crinkled in amusement at her phone screen, the way her pink lips fell in a natural pout, and the messy strands of hair framing her face. Unable to resist any longer, you leaned over her, eyes swirled with desire.

You placed a soft, gentle kiss on her cheek. She froze in surprise, her lips parting in question. You looked at her, you gaze shifting down to her pink tinted lips, stained from the makeup she wore for her morning interview at a news station. Her eyes mirrored your, eyeing the soft skin of your lips that curled in a smile. You leaned in again, this time placing a kiss to her lips.

Her lips parted slightly in surprise before melting into the embrace. Your tongues shyly grazed each other, exploring the warm caverns of each other’s mouths as the tension grew thicker between you.

Your hands began to wander, tracing the soft curves of her body. They slid down her torso, under her pajama shirt to her navel, and down to the waistband of her shorts. Ochaco’s breath hitched as she felt the warmth of your fingertips graze her skin, sending a shiver down her spine. Your fingertips teased the skin beneath the waistband, before slipping your hand beneath the fabric, the softness of your touch making her skin quiver in anticipation.

With deft fingers, you loosened the knot on her shorts, sliding them down just enough to reveal the damp fabric of her panties. A gasp escaped her lips as your hand brushed over the sensitive skin of her inner thighs, sending waves of heat through her body. You paused, looking into her eyes, silently asking permission to continue. She nodded, her eyes glazed with excitement.

Your hand moved between her legs, your fingertips tracing the delicate lace of her panties. She parted her legs wider, desperate to feel you against her.

Your hand trembled slightly as you reached down, your thumb hooked onto the side of her panties, pulling them aside gently, revealing her slick, pink folds. The sight of her arousal was intoxicating, and you couldn’t help but let out a soft moan of your own. She leaned into you, placing feather-light kisses along your neck and collarbone as you moved your hand closer to her center.

Your middle finger slid along the slick seam of her cunt, her wetness coating your fingers. The first touch of your finger against her clit sent a jolt through her body, making her arch into the touch. Your lips moved to her ear, whispering sweet nothings as you began to explore soft, velvety skin. Ochaco’s breath grew ragged, her hips moving instinctively to meet the gentle pressure.

You nudged your finger inside her, feeling the tight warmth of her opening. Her nails dug into her bed sheets, rocking her hips in response, urging you deeper.

You slowly slid your index and middle fingers into her, the sound of her slick entrance almost inaudible over her heavy breathing. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she felt herself being filled, the sensation of the slight stretch sent waves of pleasure crashing through her. Your movements grew more deliberate, fingers curling and pressing against the soft walls of her g-spot with a tender but firm rhythm that had her legs shaking.

She looked up at you, taking a moment to drink in your appearance. Your chest rose and fell with every ragged breath, eyes dark with arousal. Her cheeks flushed further, feeling warmth in her belly as her eyes landed on your lips, swollen from her earlier kisses.

She pulled you down for a sloppy kiss, muffling her moans against your lips. The kisses grew more passionate, tongues entwining. A line of spit connected your lips before breaking as she threw her head back in pleasure, your fingers making her tremble. Her hands found your hair, her fingers tangling in the soft strands as she pulled you closer, needing more of your touch.

You chuckled at the sight of her, her pinkies straining in the air, using all the will in her bones to keep from accidentally floating you with her quirk. In response, you circled your thumb around her clit, applying just the right amount of pressure to keep her on the edge of ecstasy.

Her breaths grew shallower, the only sounds in the room being the soft whispers of her moans and the wet sounds of her slick. The tension grew, coiling tightly in her belly, threatening to spill over at any moment. Ochaco’s kisses grew more insistent, her tongue delving deeper into your mouth as your fingers worked their magic.

Her back arched off the bed, toes curling as she reached the peak of her climax. A cry of pleasure muffled by your mouth, your kisses deepening as her body convulsed around your hand. You didn’t stop, helping her ride out the waves of her orgasm, your own body responding to the sight of her pleasure.

Her body relaxed, slumped against the mattress as she caught her breath. Once her breathing returned to normal, you pulled back, a smug smile playing on your lips. You shared a look, knowing what went down would forever change your relationship, that what you shared would only strengthen the bond you had built over the years.

Your eyes searched each other’s, asking for more without saying a word. And as your hand slipped out from her panties, she pulled you close, her arms wrapping around your waist in a tight hug. Her eyelashes tickled the side of your neck as her body cuddled into your side.

You held her, a hand on her hip, pulling her closer and pressing a kiss on top of her head. You both rested against each other, humming as she ran her fingers through your hair, the pads of her fingertips soft against your scalp as you doze off in her bed.

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[koishiro]

Ochaco or tsuyu plz! As moodboards maybe? god I love ochaco. Anyway just a tiny request! Your moodboards r great btw!

Dating Ochaco Uraraka <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : sorry for the long wait! i hope this is okay!! 🫶

[urarakasgff]

girls like girls | uraraka x f! reader

Hey everyone! This is a Urarka x fem reader. There is no use of names besides hers, and no descriptions besides that this is a girlxgirl fic. This is my first ever fanfic and it's not proofread, so please keep that in mind!

Intro:

It was a winter night, Uraraka and you had been spending the whole night gossiping, watching movies, eating snacks, and just enjoying one another’s company. You both had been friends since the very first day of going to UA, and you guys were inseparable. It was to the point if either one of you were missing during class, Mr. Aizawa or All Might would ask where the other one was. You guys were that close.

Fortunately, you guys also both live in a dorm together, sharing the communal duties, like cleaning and cooking (even though she was definitely the better cook). You guys were beyond comfortable with one another, there were no secrets, nothing. 

The only small issue was, you had a giant crush on your best friend. You liked her. But why ruin everything? It's not like you know if she even actually likes girls, she’s never really “came out” or even mentioned girls before… but it's not like she’s mentioned any boys either. 

[⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡]

We were giggling at the movie we were watching (it was definitely Mean Girls for like the 100th time) and I laid my head on her chest, keeping my hand over her stomach as she played with my hair. It wasn’t something that was unusual for us, physical touch was a massive thing in our friendship, but I couldn’t help but fall for her more and more each time.

“Why is Regina such a massive dick- her and Janis just need to get together already!” I said bursting out laughing. “Like cmon-”

Uraraka’s laugh also filled the room, that sweet adorable giggle. I could never get enough of it. “You think they like each other?” She said, a little surprised, a small smile on her lips.

“Oh they definitely do,” I said looking back up at her smiling. Her face was so close to me, I could see that cute little light in her eyes, she literally looks like she’s made of glitter and sunshine. A small hint of pink scattered across my face from the close proximity of us two.

She let out a small giggle at my response. “You're probably not wrong, but they're sooo mean to each other though!” She said letting out a small laugh, with a hint of a whine at the movie’s odd dynamic.

I gave her a small shrug, still smiling and looking into her eyes. Honestly, I could care less about the movie right now, my entire focus was on her. The hint of pink on my face now became more noticeable as time passed and I kept just admiring her face.

Uraraka let out another small giggle, raising her eyebrows a slight bit. “Whaaaat?” She said, dragging out the word, a small hint of confusion in her words.

“Nothing- you’re just really pretty Chaco,” I said, my face turning even hotter now. I couldn’t help it, I always wanted to just be affectionate with her, show her how pretty she was, anything.

The smile on her face grew, and her usual blush appeared back onto her cheeks. She loved the nickname you had for her. “Thanks, so are you, you know-” She said giggling once again.

Would it really be the worst thing if I just confessed now? Just maybe, she feels the same way, or I'm just delusional. Probably the latter. Everyday was getting harder to be this close with her, spending so much time with her, having these sweet intimate moments with her. 

All I did was push myself into the nape of her neck, almost as if I was trying to hide from my own feelings with her comfort. I tightened my grip on her stomach, now fiddling with the hem of her shirt, a thing I always did when I was anxious.

“You okay?” She said softly, moving her arm to my back and rubbing small circles. Her touch, her presence, her warmth, it was so much. As I continued to bury myself into her neck further, I could smell her perfume, vanilla.

I heard her call out my name now, still trying to get my attention and have me talk to her. She was always so caring.

“I’m okay Chaco, don't worry,” I said gently back to her, but that hint of nervousness still flickered in my voice as I spoke. I knew she’d continue to encourage me to speak up, she always wanted to make sure I was okay.

“Are you sure? I’m here for you, you know that,” She said gently, once again. She continued to still rub small circles on my back, maintaining that warmth and comfort I desperately need right now. 

A let out a small sigh, reluctant, but I spilled my guts anyways.

I finally positioned myself to look at her, the blush on my face still evident, but you could just see how apprehensive I was to tell her. She won’t hate me, right? This won't change anything, it won’t. 

I continued to mess with the hem of her shirt, spinning the fabric in between my fingers, trying to get my heart to stop from beating out of my chest. “Chaco, this might be a bit odd but..” I hesitated before I kept going, breaking the eye contact I was trying hard to hold onto.

I felt her free hand cup my face, gently bringing my gaze back onto her. The worry in her eyes was soft, and it just made my heart beat even more.

“I like you,” I said to her gently, my voice trembling a bit.

And there it was, a small smile appeared on her face. “I like you too.”

“R-really?” I said in a bit of awe, a smile of my own now on my face. I was blushing like an idiot. My own best friend likes me back, this can’t be real.

“Yeah dummy,” She said giggling a bit, her thumb caressing my cheek. I could see that gentle look in her eyes, her gaze was full of affection and care.

I giggled back as well, my eyes becoming glossy from my excitement, my emotions were high, and I was just in awe. This beautiful girl, my best friend, my Chaco, liked me back? I just felt like I was on cloud nine, like I was floating. Actually, it felt even better than floating, and I could say from experience of Uraraka using her powers on me, this was a thousand times better.

“I didn’t even know you liked girls” I said a bit sheepishly, still in shock. I moved my arm from her stomach, now placing my own hand over hers that was on my cheek.

She gave me a small shrug back, that smile still on her face. “I never really talked about it to people before. I didn’t feel like I had to, I like who I like, even if that’s girls, I don’t see why that matters,” She said softly.

She wasn’t wrong. Girls like girls, it wasn’t any different from boys liking girls and vice versa. Totally would have been nice to know prior to having to spill my guts to her and taking a shot in the dark. 

I smiled at her, “Guess you’re not wrong.” 

I glanced down at her lips and back at her eyes. This moment felt intimate, different than anything we had before. A blush was still scattered on my face, especially from how close we were, and the things we just said.

I noticed she glanced down at my lips too. Her own blush became more prevalent as we just spent time in this position. 

I felt her pull my face closer to hers, and then she pressed her lips against mine. It was gentle, sweet- nothing like I had ever experienced before. I couldn’t help but melt into the kiss. Her lips felt warm, familiar, and there it was, the hint of vanilla on her lips too. The kiss lingered for a moment, before we pulled back. 

We both giggled a bit, as the blush remained on our dumb and lovestruck faces.

[alottieluv]

mdni. uraraka x fem!reader. afab!reader, tribbing, double-ended dildo, unedited, wlw <3

little did you think that you’d ever find yourself with ochaco in a love hotel, bare breasts pressed against hers as your tongues dance with one another.

her hand pulls you closer to press your body to hers, the little clothing worn that night discarded on the floor in a trail from the door to the bed. one hand is tangled in her hair, the other groping her ass which has her moaning into your mouth.

you pull away, long enough to get a look at the smudged lip gloss, the one you had watched her put on earlier that evening. her chest heaves as she catches her breath, her eyes trailing down your naked form before meeting yours.

“please say i can rub my pussy on yours. i wanna feel you so bad.” the innocent look she pairs with her dirty words makes your heart throb, makes you nod and let her lay you down on your back.

ochaco presses your knees to your chest, but not before leaving a trail of kisses down your neck, lingering on your breasts to suck your nipples and mark love bites.

climbing on top of you, she catches your lips in hers, letting out a small moan when her hot clit presses against yours. the sound of your pussies rubbing together is lewd, wet with slick that makes you beg her to go faster.

you watch her tits bounce heavily before taking one in your mouth, tongue swirling around her taut nipple as your fingers work the other before switching. your bodies rub against each other hot and sweaty, moans filling the air along with the sounds of your wet cunts.

“wan-wanna cum. wanna cum with you ‘chaco.” you whine, feeling yourself teeter towards the edge until you’re pushed over as ochaco’s hips stutter, clits stimulated and clenching around nothing as you cum.

ochaco’s movements slow before she climbs off of you to get something out of the bedside drawer. “ochaco?” you turn and watch as she pulls out something long and pink before turning to you.

“you know, i’ve been wanting to do this with you for a long time. since, we always share everything.” she lays herself back across from you, displaying everything for you to watch. the double-ended dildo is long on both sides, the head sliding easily between ochaco’s folds to gather up slick before pressing against her entrance.

she looks up at you. “i don’t wanna do it alone.” entranced, you sit up to hold the dildo, your hand over hers as you push and watch her eyes close and face twist with pleasure as the tip rubs inside of her. with almost glossy eyes, she looks up at you, silently begging to watch you.

you smile, pressing a kiss to her lips before positioning the other head to press against your hole before pushing in. you only stop when you feel her pussy on yours, clits rubbing and sliding against each other as the dildo moves back and forth.

you grab ochaco’s hands, grinding against each other before you’re climbing on top of her, breasts bouncing as you fuck her with the dildo. you don’t stop, even as she cums and is fucked through her high, crying from overstimulation until you’re groaning, beads of cum dripping down to mix with hers as you clench around the dildo.

when you look down to where your bodies connect, you can see milky strings of cum connecting your cunts and the dildo, slowly dripping onto the bed to form a stain.

and it’ll only grow bigger.

[sugolara]

♫ My butterfly stomach

Ft. Shota, Katsuki, Hitoshi, Izuku, Shoto, Eri & gn! reader

Synopsis: Born by dysfunctional parents, Shota Aizawa takes it upon himself to adopt a litter of kids to give them the best chance life could offer them.

Or... [A family with different parents try to beat any obstacle that come their way, though they couldn't have done this without the help of their adopted father; Shota.]

Cw: language, drinking, smoking, substance abuse, death mention, a bit of angst, quirkless! au, humor, slight sexual themes nothing to graphic, gender neutral reader!, updates once a month or so

Honorable Supporting Cast: Denki Kaminari [The best friend], Kyoka Jiro [The friend], Eijiro Kirishima [The love interest], Ochaco Uraraka [The friend], Tenya Iida [The love interest], Mina Ashido [The friend], Momo Yaoyorozu [The love Interest], Hanta Sero [The love interst] & other extras that aren't important

Music of the chapter: Totally Wired — The fall

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"Oh, fuck me, we got cooking!" F/n grunted as they stepped inside the classroom. After parting ways with Hitoshi, the rest had entered the classroom together as they had the same teacher; Hizashi. Luckily for F/n, Denki, and Hanta, Hizashi was a laid back teacher and mostly used up the entire class time in just letting everyone hangout, not to mention the blonde was a family friend to the Aizawa's. Entering the classroom, almost everyone was there.

From behind, Katsuki entered and stood by F/n as he had just escaped a horde of fangirls circling Shoto, leaving him behind to deal with the mess, "Your psychotic boyfriend said to answer his texts or he's going to slash dads tires, again."

"Seriously?" Annoyingly, F/n reached into their pockets to retrieve their phone and lo and behold, a hundreds texts from Neito were popping up as every second passed, "Jeez, talk about being famous."

Next to them, Kyoka joined, removing her scarf, "Totally forgot you were dating that guy. How long has it been?"

"Way to fucking long." F/n drew out, swiping the notifications away with a bored look, but also joining in was Eijiro who gave F/n a dead look. "It's been two weeks. Two weeks since he's slashed Mr. Aizawa's tires three times and not only that, but sending me death threats. What kind of guys do you date, F/n!? That's the fourth one!"

"Wait, I thought you said someone else sent you death threats?" Hanta asked, as he recalled the day the red-head had jumped into his yard in the middle of night screaming about someone chasing  him.

Denki laughed as he also remembered that day after staying at his home when his parents took off, "Was it the one that tried doing the spell on you?"

"Spell?" Katsuki looked at his best friend, "Didn't you say someone chased you down the whole way home?"

Kyoka gave a look at F/n, "Seriously, F/n?"

Sputtering, they placed their phone away, forgetting to text back Neito, "I thought he said it was someone else."

"Does that matter?" The red-head huffed, "That brings me back to my point. What kind of people do you date?"

"They're not all bad." F/n said, though not even they believed it.

Sighing, Kyoka glanced at the door as more people flowed in, "No, you just got a knack on dating people with issues and believe that you'll be the one to change them. Then when they fall in love with you and basically devote their life to you, you dump them or ignore them."

"...Wow." Hanta eyed F/n, "I'm pretty sure that's some kind of...fetish."

"It is." Katsuki rolled his eyes, "And it's fucking weird. Then you act like you have no idea what you did when they start pulling shit like slashing tires and sending death threats."

"I'm not into that, okay?" F/n rolled their eyes, crossing her arms when she saw Shoto, Izuku, Ochaco, and Mina enter. Just behind them, F/n could see Hizashi, Momo and lastly, Tenya who let their eyes stare on him, waiting for him to notice, "It's not my fault some people are crazy and decide to come to me."

Eijiro shook his head, "I'll be sending my condolences to the next person you date."

"Imagine it's you." Denki joked, laughing with Kyoka as Hizashi stood in the front of the class and clapped his hands, gathering everyone's attention as the final bell rang. "Alright class, settle down and form a line. Let's start the first day of school fresh and begin with baking a cake!"

Everyone in class groaned which made Hizashi whine, "Aw! C'mon guys, be excited! We get to bake cake! Who doesn't like cake!?"

After partnering up with people, F/n was left without a partner which was a bother. The last thing F/n wanted to do was do all the work so groaning, they took their problems to Hizashi, "Why do I get to be by myself!? Everyone else gets to be partnered up and have fun, but you're telling me I have to work by myself!? I mean look at Denki and Shoto! They get to have fun and, oh, let's not forget the last time when Denki almost burned the school! It's not fair that just because Minoru decided to be a fucking pervert I get to be singled out!"

They released a breath and patted Hizashi's shoulder, "Excuse my language, uncle."

Staring at F/n, he sighed and pointed to the back table, "Fine, go be partners with Tenya until Momo."

"Alright, four eyes!" F/n silently cheered, fixing their uniform as they made their way to the station, "Whaddup, Sexy. Where Momo at, honey?"

Sighing disappointingly, Tenya handed F/n an apron, "F/n, how many times have I told you that name is not polite."

"Honey?" F/n asked, to which he shook his head. "The other one."

"It's polite if it's true." They said, trying the aprons strings around their waist, "So, where's Momo? Don't tell me she's finally a rebel, because if so I owe Katsuki ¥3044. Damn."

"No." He stirred the batter, "She's talking with Principle Nezu about the incident with Minoru. Tsu along with other girls were called out as well. So far, it's not looking good."

"Oh." F/n hummed, sitting on a stool and looking down at the baking book, "I thought that was settled last year."

"No," He simply said, focusing back on his work while keeping an eye on them 'cause, y'know, "they wanted all the girls and since some weren't they're on the day it was supposed to be held they had to postpone it."

"How do you know so much?" A brow quirked as they watched him stir.

"Because I'm the class president—and the only sane one in here." He then nudged his head to the back table, "Go ask Shoto or Denki for half a cup of sugar."

When F/n stood up, Tenya gave them a stern look, "Half a cup."

"Jeez, acting like I can't listen." F/n mumbled, stalking off towards their brother's station. Arriving, a snicker left their lips, pointing at the cake, "Man, what the hell are you trying to do? Create a radioactive?"

"We're not done." Shoto gave them a brief glare, "And don't go acting like yours is any better when I know it looks exactly like ours."

"FYI, it is." They pointed to their table where Tenya cracked two eggs. A smirk had been plastered on their lips, "I got the best of the best."

"No fair." Denki whined, setting the flour down, "You got Stick-up-his-ass and Momo. Knowing them, they'll let you do nothing so they can pass."

F/n snickered as Shoto looked at them, "Did you need something? And it better not be here to mess with us. I'm trying to make dad proud."

"Psh." F/n waved at him, "Please, the only ones who need to make him proud are me and Katsuki. You're like an, ehh, on his list."

"Where do you land?" Denki asked, picking the shells of an egg that landed on the batter.

"Below Katsuki." They proudly admitted, however, hearing Tenya calling for them, F/n got back on task, "Anyways, I need a cup of sugar."

"You know, I was thinking of putting in strawberries. I saw Mina still had some." Ochaco hummed, looking at everyone's cake before looking back at Izuku with a smile "Oh, did I tell you? Katsuki offered to tutor me, which I found weird, but then I realized he keeps looking at this girl that hangs out in the library for lunch. So, pretty soon he might have a girlfriend!"

"Kacchan?" Izuku looked at her, unbelieving that he'd go out of his way for a library girl, "Yeah, right. She's probably just a quick bang if he's willing to put in the effort. She'll just be another name on his list."

An expressionless look was on her face, "Why do guys do that? It's degrading."

"Not all do that..." He mumbled, looking at the cake, "I don't do that."

"That's because I'm the first you've ever been with." She returned to her cake, ignoring the look Izuku gave her, "Go grab the strawberries from Mina."

A quiet sigh left him as he grudgingly made his way to the pink-hair, passing Katsuki who shook his head at Eijiro. An ashamed look was on his face, eyes glaring between the red-head and the cake, "Look at this shit. How the fuck do you manage to screw a cake when the instructions are right in front of you. What are you—Icyhot and Sparky?!"

Eijiro nervously chuckled, the batter on the spatula dripped onto the floor, "Uh...you can't blame me when the font is small and there's no pictures—and to be fair, I did warn you. Why do you think my dad does the cooking?"

"The fuck does your dad have to do with this!?" The blonde exasperatedly looked at him.

"I don't know!" His voice quivered, "Man, I'm having a hard time and you're not making it any better!"

"Oh my fucking god."

When the timer on Hizashi's desk went off, the cakes in the oven were now ready to be decorated. The teacher passed by each station, giving occasional thumbs up at those that looked good, but when he got to Denki's and Shoto's, his face well, "Well, what's going on here?"

Denki frowned down at the monstrosity, "I don't know. We followed the instructions. It kind of looks...sad."

Hizashi hummed, crossing his left arm over his chest while the other arm was placed on his chin. He glanced at the book, deciding it was best to not mention they were following a completely different recipe, "It's a little more than sad, Denki."

"Wait, maybe we're just looking at it wrong." Shoto said. He and Denki then tilted their heads to get a better look, ignoring the face Hizashi gave them.

Finally, lunch arrived and with the hall crowded the group took their time in getting to the cafeteria. With the overworked workers, there would be plenty of food.

"Momo never came back." Tenya worryingly said, his hands clutching the straps of his bag, "It had to be serious if they're having her miss a few classes."

"I'm sure she's fine." F/n fished out their phone, disregarding Neito's thousand messages, "They took Tsu and she came back looking happy...but it's kind of hard to tell with her...face."

"That is true." He mumbled and while he tried to believe Momo was indeed fine, he couldn't. It's not that he had a crush on her, she was his friend—everyone's friend, "We'll probably see her next class."

F/n nodded as Hanta came right next to them, "You guys talking about Momo? Tsu told Mina that she went home early."

"Why?" Tenya asked.

"Dunno." He shrugged, "We're thinking of going to her place after school to check on her. You guys coming?"

They both immediately agreed, worried about how bad the issue was. Arriving at the cafeteria, Hanta went off to save them a table while the others retrieved their lunch.

"Where's Katsuki?" F/n asked, looking at Kyoka.

She shrugged, looking at the Menu above them, "Ask Izuku. I saw him with Katsuki and Ochaco when we got out of class."

"Ochaco's helping him hook up with this library student." Denki scratched his cheek, eyes on the menu, "You guys got money? My folks left nothing again."

"I got you." I love you, Kyoka.

Moving forward and after grabbing their lunch, F/n was suddenly stopped and their heart almost leaped out of their chest when Neito jump scared them. They placed a hand on their chest, "You need to wear a fucking bell, dude. Could've gotten a heartache."

"I'm breaking up with you." He crossed his arms.

"W-What?" There were people around them, but neither of them cared, even when they shockingly looked their way. "Why?"

"Because you're an asshole." He looked up and down at them, "And that says something when it comes from me."

"Well, you can't call me an asshole when I didn't even do anything." F/n said, thinking back to when they behaved like one, "What did I do?"

"Exactly! What did you do?!" He threw his arms in the air before counting his fingers with a glare, "You don't answer my calls, you can't even both bother to text me and apparently you can't even hang out with me?! I'm you're fucking boyfriend, F/n! This whole time the relationship has been one-sided!"

"You only counted three..." F/n mumbled, though it went deaf to his ears.

"And don't even think I don't know how you look at Mei." He threantingly said, "You're a dog. Don't come back to me when no one will love you."

Before F/n could utter a word, his glare was changed into a smile and he shoved past them, "Anyways, good luck in life you're going to need it."

Unsure of how to react, they continued to watch their now ex-boyfriend with an unreadable expression. They should have felt hurt by the insults, but to be fair, Neito was right. With the blonde leaving the cafeteria—and the hot ginger following behind—F/n returned to the group who had seen everything, "So...Neito broke up with me."

"Oh, shit." Mina worriedly eyed them, "Are you okay?"

F/n shrugged, sitting next to Hanta who masked their joy with a frown. "It was for the best, F/n. He was crazy."

"Yeah–" Hitoshi swallowed his food, unbothered by the breakup as it wouldn't and would never be the first, "I'm surprised he even did it. You're both a match made in heaven and you both did everyone a favor in dating each other."

"Dude, is that really what you say after a breakup?" Eijiro looked at him.

"That's not polite." Tenya gave F/n his juice in hopes it'd make them feel better, "Even if you're right."

"Ehh, you two will get back together." Denki chimed in, biting into his chicken as Kyoka kicked his shin.

After a while of staring off into space, trying to feel heartbroken, F/n gave up. A grin was placed on their lips, "Did you guys hear Mirio, from last year, is hosting a party this weekend?"

[thelaughtercafe]

Impactful Intervention

Tea Type: Half and Half (Fluff with Hurt/Comfort)

Potential Triggers: Eating disorder talk(anorexic leaning), and self-deprecation though it’s not super explicit in either case!

Pairing: Bakugou, Kirishima, Izuku, Ochaco, Mina, Denki and Shinsou/Reader (Can be read platonic or romantic)

Length: 2.1k+

Summary:  You get reminded you’re not nearly as alone in your struggles as you like to think.

A/N: Sheridan here! This is super self-indulgent so I banged this out when struggling with the exact issue in the fic when I didn’t want to eat 😅 This is a continuous series with this as the first fic! Not much twording this is just pure hurt/comfort and fluff really, with some minor twords! I’m tagging it as a tlc: fic rather than a tword fic, but it will be tword series in 2 chapters, so I hope you all look forward to it!

“Why don’t you eat more often?”

The question was blunt and close enough to your ear that it tickled, making you flinch away from Todoroki with a squeak. 

His question registered and you swallowed nervously under his perceptive gaze, shoving a fry in your mouth before faking as bright a smile as you could.

“I eat plenty! I just had a big breakfast.”

The familiar lie fell all too easily from your tongue. 

Todoroki sat across from you with a reluctant hum of acknowledgment along with Kirishima and then Bakugou, as Deku and Ocacho sat on either side of you.

The quiet now that had overtaken the table was uncomfortable and you were feeling jittery under several gazes.

“S-So anyway-

Deku spoke up before you could change the subject. 

“You’ve said that to me before too; Todoroki is kinda right. Every time I offer you a snack you always say no.”

He was pouting and your smile widened nervously as you waved him off.

“You’re worrying too much! Really, I promise I’m eating enough. I wouldn’t be able to train as hard as I do otherwise right?”

Deku’s eyes were still worried but he nodded in agreement after a moment’s thought. 

“Yeah, I suppose you’re right.”

Most eyes looking at you turned away after that and you breathed a sigh of relief, your smile losing some of its anxiety. 

You didn’t expect to look up and meet Bakugo’s stalwart gaze. You nearly flinched in surprise but caught yourself; instead looking away quickly and rushing to shove a chicken nugget down your throat. 

Given his eyes still hadn’t left you, you couldn’t very well throw out your tray. So, you crafted a hasty excuse, checking your phone and making a show as your eyes widened before you hopped up, grabbed your bag, and dashed off with a rushed. 

“Sorry guys I totally forgot I have to return this book to the library today or it’ll be late!!”

Once out of the cafeteria you found you could breathe again; heart pounding a mile a minute. That was too close. Your friends didn’t need to share your burdens. They were your stupid hangups and deficiencies. No need to pile more on than they already definitely had. 

You made your way back to your dorm and tried to relax as your stomach growled. 

Later that day; burgundy eyes scanned the library’s sign-in book and narrowed as his fist met the wooden stand harshly. 

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The next day you headed to class and it went as usual. You felt you could finally relax; joking easily with Deku, Denki and Mina like any other day. It seemed that yesterday’s heavy conversation had all but been forgotten. 

Until the end of the school day. 

You trailed after Bakugou as he dragged you by the wrist after him protesting weakly. 

“B-Bakugou! I can walk you know! Just tell me where we’re going first!!”

The fiery blond was uncharacteristically silent and a chill went down your spine. What was causing him to act like this? Was everything okay?

You quickened your pace as best you could. 

Bakugou shoved you in front of him into his dorm room and you typically would have demanded to know what was going on…but the worried eyes and the way all mumbled conversation stopped when you entered made it all too clear. 

It had been too easy yesterday after all. 

You turned without a second thought but Bakugou was already ahead of you, leaning too casually against the exit with his back and foot against the door and staring you down impassively. 

You gritted your teeth but tried to keep your anxiety at bay. 

“What the Hell is this?”

“Don’t get so cagey; we just want to talk."

You reluctantly turned your gaze from the door to Todoroki, ever the mediator. 

Your smile was obviously forced, unlike yesterday. 

"Little hard not to be when I get dragged halfway across the school and have the exit blocked like I’m a wild animal.”

Your voice was not shaking. 

“We tried to talk to you yesterday but you just…brushed it off. We wanted to do it in a more intimate setting where you’d hopefully feel safer with fewer of us.”

Deku clarified, fidgeting nervously with his fingers as his gaze flicked between your eyes and his hands. 

“We just wanna help.”

Your answer was instant. 

“I don’t need help. Can someone please tell me what we’re doing here?”

A snort from behind you made you glance back and you tensed at the intensity in Bakugou’s expression, defensive, more so than you already were. 

Kirishima must’ve sensed it too since he moved to stand and held his hands up placatingly.

“Hey man don’t-

But it was too late. 

Bakugou was already closing in on you and your breath caught as he easily cornered you against the edge of his bed, tall frame towering over you. 

When your eyes instinctively moved to look away from his he hissed and grabbed your chin, his touch gentle but firm. 

"No. Look at me. I have one very simple question for you, nerd. And if you lie to me? Consider our friendship over. You got that?”

Your vision was blurring but you nodded shakily. Despite his tough exterior, you’d grown close to him. Were friends with both him and Deku respectively. So for him to threaten something so serious when you both know he’d follow through…needless to say you were petrified. 

“Why did you lie about having a book to return yesterday? And I’ll save you one potential lie. I checked the sign in sheet after school yesterday. Think carefully before you answer.”

He grunted before releasing you, turning on his heel and returning to his place at the door where he continued staring you down. 

You felt helpless. What else could you say? You’d been caught red handed. 

“You…you really lied? But you hate lying!”

You smiled bitterly at Deku’s words, but nodded in agreement. 

“You’re not wrong there. But I…”

You took a deep breath and moved to get comfortable on Bakugou’s bed, knowing you’d need to sit down for this. You were half facing Bakugou and Kirishima who was now at his side by the door and the others who, now that you somewhat had the guts to look, consisted of Deku, Todoroki, Kaminari, Uraraka and Ashido. You flinched a little as you noticed Shinsou in the corner, so quiet you would’ve missed him if he hadn’t been watching you so intensely. 

That settled it for you, there really was no choice here. 

You closed your eyes as you felt overwhelmed and jumped at the feeling of an arm wrapping around your shoulders, reluctantly opening your eyes and looking to see Ashido smiling cheerfully at you. Kaminari wasn’t far behind as he hopped up onto your other side and joined your makeshift hug. 

You hadn’t even realized how much you’d been shaking until then and luckily their touch was grounding, helping you to breathe better and focus. 

“Shit…okay. Um…”

Your eyes went to the floor and you hated that they were already stinging.

“I just…I d-don’t really like eating in front of people? That’s how it started I guess. I-

A deep exhale escaped your lips and your eyes jerked between your friends in worry.

"Oh God what if I trigger you guys? This is why I didn’t want to tell anyone I don’t want to burden-”

“Hey.”

Shinsou’s voice was gentle but clear and at it you instantly quieted, meeting his gaze in surprise.

“We’re all here because we want to be and we care about you. Every single one of us has noticed the signs. If we weren’t prepared for it; we wouldn’t be converging like this.”

As usual, his words were nothing but unblemished truth and you let out a shaky half laugh. Even when you were on the verge of a breakdown he could stop you from spiraling. At least some things hadn’t changed. Still, you nodded and got ready to continue. 

“Okay.”

Deep breath.

“I’ve kinda slowly just…not wanted to eat really?”

Your voice was little more than a squeak before you rushed to continue.

“I mean!! I do eat sometimes! I snack now and again but I mainly have 1 meal a day and it’s highly unlikely I even finish that.”

You rolled your eyes skyward and looked at Bakugou’s ceiling finding it much easier to talk when you weren’t looking at anyone. 

“I lied because…It’s not any of your problems. You’re dealing with so much already; who am I to pile on or complain ya know? Besides, it doesn’t matter anyway. It’s really not that bad.”

Your dismissive words finally triggered a roar that had Kaminari and Ashido both rushing back towards the main circle as Bakugou lunged.

“Not that bad!?!”

“Eep!”

You squeaked as he easily pinned you down while straddling your waist holding your wrists with one hand while gesturing wildly with the other as he ranted. 

“Now you listen to me and you listen good! First of all; you can and damn well better come to us! We’re all here for you and you can bet your ass I’m sure we’re all going to help you overcome this. Something you left out but I’m sure you think; you’re not fat.”

Oh, look! Just like that, you’re crying. 

Deku had puffed his cheeks up and he hopped up and bounced over to nod energetically at you.  

“Kacchan is right! You’re really nimble! One of the fastest in class in fact!”

“And also one of the weakest.”

You thought your mumble would go unnoticed but Shinsou startled you by running his fingers through your hair and shaking his head, fondness in his gaze. 

“Dummy. You’re one of the strongest people I know. You have an emotion-based Quirk and still manage to keep up with your hero friends. You’re a badass.”

Well, now you were blushing and crying. Gosh, you felt like a hot mess.

“I second that! And you’re always looking out for us when we have any issues! You bake the class sweets all the time, always listen attentively whenever any one of us has a bad day. Heck, you even tried to help Mineta learn how to talk to girls.”

Kirishima chuckled. 

Uraraka giggled at that, making your blush darken. 

“Which is extra cute considering how blushy and stammery you’d get around all the boys but especially Bakugou at first, remember?”

Ashido joined in with a laugh of her own. 

“Ohmygosh that’s right!! Even with us girls, she was shy and hard to get to open up. She was still the class sweetheart even then though~”

You groaned, hiding your face in your arm. 

“Don’t remind me. I couldn’t help it!! It was my first time being around attractive guys; I had no clue how to react!”

“Aw, you think I’m attractive?”

Bakugou smirked down at you and even as you were sure you were a tomato by now you stuck your tongue out at him playfully. 

“Don’t let it go to your head hotshot~”

He snickered as Kaminari strode over to poke your cheek, grinning as you tried to bite his finger.

“Hey! Brat!”

He chuckled before rubbing the back of his neck nervously. 

“Anyway; you probably don’t know but you’re not alone with what you’re goin through. I dunno about the rest but I’ve struggled with eating stuff too. If you need me to remind you or someone just to talk to those who’ve been through it?  My dorm room is always open.

Todoroki raised a hand at that, shy but supportive. 

"Mine too.”

You found yourself misty-eyed but nodded sheepishly.

“I… I’m willing to try, then. If you guys don’t mind helping and it’s not a pain-wah!”

You jerked as Bakugou squeezed your side to cut you off with a grumble despite the quickly growing smirk on his face.

“Stop. Putting. Yourself.  Down. In fact…”

An idea lit his eyes that already made you squirm as he turned to face the others. 

“I say we tickle her anytime she says anything self-deprecating or when she apologizes for no reason. Sound fun?”

Your eyes widened. Bastard!! That was supposed to be a secret! He promised! 

Seeing the look on your face he snickered. 

“Consider this my payback for lying. Lucky you you’ll get to have 7 more lers to go to now~”

With that he pulled back, grin all the more wicked as he looked back at your apprehensive friends. Sensing what he was about to do, you whined. 

“Baku don’t you fucking dare-”

But he was already speaking over you. 

“Don’t look so nervous; she’d sooner die than admit it but she actually loves it.”

Well if you weren’t a tomato before…

As your friends all closed in with giddy grins quickly mirrored by you you couldn’t help but think how lucky you were to have such amazing friends. 

…You were still gonna kill Bakugou for this later though.

[summ3rg4l]

Hellloooo Soo it's my first time requesting something and I would if you could and have time a headcanon or whatever suits you the best Abt bakugo and the reader as todoroki younger sister or denki's of how he acts with her and stuff if you would like (English isn't my first language so I'm not that good 🥲hope you understood what I meant )AND HAVE A GREAT DAYYYY 🫶🏻💗

TYSM FOR MY FIRST REQUEST!!!! I think I got what you asked! Also i didnt know if you wanted romance ot just friendship so i just guessed

When you first stepped foot onto the U.A. campus to see your older brother preform for the sports festival you wouldn't have though that you would meet someone so...loud. That's the only real way you could describe him; Katsuki Bakugo. Perhaps you were just too used to Shoto.

The first words he ever spoke to you weren't any less rude than his announcement to the other first years competing in the festival and his classmates. "You must be scar face's sister." You were so shocked that he would talk to someone like that; especially someone he just met, and what's with that nickname for Shoto? You did not like him.

.

.

You soon started your first year at U.A. after getting in by recommendation like Shoto did you ended up meeting the blonde again.

You would always wonder why Shoto liked Bakugo since he would talk about his scar and just be mean!

Eventually you decided to give him a chance. Maybe there was something Shoto saw something that you didn't.

You would constantly be nice to him but to no avail would he reciprocate this kindness to you.

One day you snapped and yelled at him with all your built up irritation. After spilling your anger you saw him smile. A genuine one with no ill intent behind it. The look made you blush.

The afternoon after the whole ordeal you tried even harder to become closer to Bakugo since you now knew that he did have feelings other than anger.

During the relationship

At first he would be kind of shy in the beginning of the relationship (Even if he wouldn't admit it)

When gets a little more comfortable he'll do small gestures of affection like texting you goodnight and reluctantly saying 'I love you'

He'll never tell Shoto that he's with you. It's not like he's intimidating or anything he'd just prefer not to let him know. Shoto will eventually find out though and you see the most emotion you ever have when he does.

Katsuki might ask you about your dad but he tries his best to still seem tough while worrying about you.

After a few months of dating he'll finally ask you to kiss him, though he swears that is was him allowing you to "Since you probably want to, I'll let you kiss me, Icyhot 2.0."

When the class finds out everyone is shocked that someone actually wants to date Bakugo. Izuku starts muttering on about how your quirks might work together in the future.

Since the class found out he just goes fuck it and does a whole load of PDA. A half hot half cold boy may pay him a visit when he sees Katsuki kissing you.

If there's one thing that Katsuki dreaded more than ever it was meeting your father as your boyfriend. He put it off as long as he could.

Meeting your mom wasn't anywhere near as scary.

[mikulovingtrash]

could you do Kaidou Shun, Kuboyasu Aren, Ochaco Uraraka, and Tenya Iida with a band kid reader who really really REALLY likes music and their main love languages being quality time, physical touch, and acts of service? 99% of the time when they’re doing their own thing you can expect a pair of headphones on them and blocking out everything else going on, and sometimes does the song and dance with it as well if they know it, even they don’t know it very well. Ty!!

Yayy 1st ask! Tysm <3 i rly luv music too, everything i do needs music

Kaidou Shun- No matter which instrument you play, he thinks you're so awesome and skilled. He definitely wants you to teach him so you guys can play togther <3 speaking of being together, the two of you are always together (like 2 peas in a pod lmao) You'll be blasting music in your headphones while he studies and you two look so cute! (His mom loves it) He was really flustered about physical touch in the beginning but now he can hold your hand without fainting! (Hes so cute omg) After a performance, he'll bring you pain meds, water, and maybe a towel if ur extra sweaty (i luv him sm) He doesn't laugh at your dancing because he sucks too P.S- He thinks you look super cute in your headphones ♡

Aren Kobayasu- i feel like he already knows how to play an instrument. Either a wind/horn instrument like a trombone, the drums, or a fucking electric guitar. I KNOW y'all play together. That's one of the main things you guys do together. You two definitely make playlists for each other as well. He buys you new headphones when he notices yours being affected by how long you've had them (such a sweetie) He does get a little embarrassed by PDA sometimes, but mostly, he's all over you (and you're not complaining) He laughs at your dancing but then he'll dance worse than you lol P.S- He thinks you look goofy in your headphones but in an endearing way ♡

Ochaco Uraraka- she used to think she couldn't play any instruments because her quirk got in the way :( but you got her those weird gloves that only have some fingers and now she can!! :D She supports you so much, she's your #1 fan! You'll practice and she'll just sit there and listen before showering you in kisses and praise <3  I feel like she wears headphones a lot too, but not as much as you do. (No one wears them as much as you do) She definitely loves hugging you, but won't hug you after a performance because you're sweaty lol. While you're performing, shes screaming and holding up a sign that she made for you 😭 shes so cutee! She can dance well because of the performance with the class she did, so you look extra goofy next to her ♡

Tenya Iida- If you play, perform, and listen to a kind of alt style of music, I feel like he'd call it satanic lmaoo HE WOULD CALL YOU A HOOLIGAN HAHSH But if you enjoy classical music or mainstream music, he is on one knee immediately. Someone he can show off to his parents! He doesn't wear headphones because he's proud of his classical and mainstream music, so he doesn't hide it. Still gets flustered over holding your hand in public lol (super soft kisses AHH) He will definitely do anything for you, you have this man wrapped around your damn finger 💀 he loves study dates with omg, I just know it! CANNOT DANCE FOR THE LIFE OF HIM, HE HAS NOT IMPROVED

I wear over the ear headphones, what ab u guys?

[kinda-cute-kinda-insane]

Ochaco with a rich!reader who loves to spoil her

I was originally a yandere blog why am I writing fluff bruh (I swear I’ll come back to my roots y’all)

Fem!reader, Ochaco is not used to being spoiled with expensive things and get nervous whenever you do, reader have a crush on Ochaco and confessed, reader is older (by one year)

You were a second year in UA business department class. And just like any other business course students sports festival is a great opportunity for you to set your eyes on potential future heroes.

Just like everyone else you’ve heard about the recent attacks on USJ, so you payed more attention to the 1A students.

You can see a lot of promising students in that class, reckless but sure you can shape them to be better.

But on particular student caught your eyes the most, Ochaco Uraraka.

Amazing quirk, passionate too, and her unexpected tactics against her blonde classmates truly amaze you. Not to mention super cute.

What the hell, maybe you’re thinking too much of this, but maybe your friends prediction for ‘the oh so serious y/n’ to fall with a cute girl is true.

Well whatever stereotypes can go to hell.

Ever since then you began trying to get close to her, approaching her during lunch, having small talks and exchanging numbers. You even got close enough to call each other by your first name(A lot of your classmates complained saying how it took them a year to be able to call you by your first name)

But there’s one thing you love to do the most; giving her gifts. You suppose it’s because of how when you were younger your parents always gave you gifts as a sign to show love(and to make up how busy they were with their business)

So you done the same, giving her small gifts. Watches, perfumes, bags and literally anything that reminds you of her.

But Uraraka feels so overwhelmed. Listen, she love love the gifts so much, it means a lot to her! But it’s just too expensive not to mention the amount you give her too.

She’s not used to having all of this gifted to her, considering her family economic condition growing up.

And she feels bad, she felt as if she was just using you for money. She was not, but she can’t help but feel like it, every time she mentioned her likings to something you always come and give it to her like nothing!

She really like you, you’re just so kind, so cool, and so beautiful to her. And it bothers her that it seems she is being a burden to you.

So she decided to confront you about it.

“Hello Ochaco, mind walking to the gates with me?” You smiled at her. “Oh hey Y/n-senpai! Of course wait a second,” she said, hurriedly closing her bags.

You stood straight in front of the large doors, some of the girls inside began whispering to Ochaco with a big smile, leaving the said girl blushing.

“Bye guys,” she bid all of her classmates goodbye, while you just gave them a small nod. The walks are quiet, which was weird. Sure you were always the quiet type, but usually Ochaco would already talk about her day, how hard her class was or how exciting her hero trainings were.

“Hey Ochaco, is there something wrong?” You asked her, worried as ever. “O-oh there’s just something on my mind I guess,” she nervously replied.

“Is that so? Mind sharing with me?” You gently smiled at her, trying to encourage her to share whatever has been bothering her. “Uhm it’s about your gifts senpai,” she whispered.

“What’s wrong do you not like it?” You furrowed your brows, maybe the things you bought for her was not to her taste?

“No! No! It’s not like that I swear!” She said panicked, afraid that you got the wrong idea. “Then what is it?” You asked her again.

“It’s just… I’m not used to get these expensive things and I feel like I’m just using you as if our whole friendship is just all about material,” she sughed. “Oh Ochaco, I’m sorry I made you feel like that,” you gently took her hands and hold them.

“That’s just how I’ve been taught to show my affection, I have a hard time trying to communicate with my feelings,” you smiled at her. “I really like you Ochaco, and if it made you uncomfortable that I shower you with gifts then I’ll try to learn to communicate my feelings for you” your other hand gently touched her cheeks.

“So I’ll start with this, I have a crush on you Ochaco.” She immediately blushed at your words. You let go of her face “I’ll give you sometime to think about your feelings too okay? Whatever your answer is please, never grew distant from me.”

She shyly nods at you, you both continue to walk to the station still holding hands. You who refused to let go of the moment, and her enjoying the warmth whilst thinking about your confession.

Unknowingly the girls were looking above from the window, fangirling of your interaction with their classmates. Hopefully Ochaco is ready for the question thrown at her tomorrow.

[granddaughter-of-shaokahn]

My heart is floating for you

Resumen: Eres el novio de Ochako

Tipo:Romantic,headcanon

Fandom:Bnha/Mha

Advertencia:Ninguna

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Ochako siempre se siente como una carga para sus padres debido a la beca que recibe para asistir a la prestigiosa U.A. .A pesar de esto, se esfuerza al máximo en sus estudios y entrenamiento para poder convertirse en una heroína exitosa y así poder ayudar a su familia económicamente.

Entrenan juntos pero lo la ayudas mas con su problema de nauseas

Y/n:Vamos cariño tu puedes!*gritando desde abajo* Uraraka:*Intentando no vomitar*g-gracias dear

Cuando empezamos a salir, Ochako se pone muy nerviosa y tímida con las muestras de afecto, pero con el tiempo se vuelve más cómoda y hasta se vuelve un poco juguetona, como hacerte flotar un poco después de tomarte de la mano.

La apoyas en todo ella quiera hacer

Y te acuerdas cuando peleo contra Bakugo? o señor, estabas enojado con ese hombre pero bueno al final siempre te mantuviste cerca de Uraraka solo para curarla

Como no tiene mucho dinero para gastar, Ochako prefiere tener citas sencillas en casa, como ver películas o jugar videojuegos juntos. Pero también le encanta hacer picnics al aire libre.

Para compensar el no poder comprarte regalos caros, Ochako intenta hacerte lindas manualidades como una cartita de amor

Normalmente le das regalos materiales y algunas veces regalos caros pero ella siempre te dirá "no es necesario y/n", si a ella no le gusta que gastes en ella pero lo sigue apreciando mucho

Y/n:*Le da un regalo un poco caro a Uraraka, como una pulsera*cariño te compre esto, espero te guste Uraraka: Oh dios,Y/N no era necesario y no tengo nada que darte Y/n: No es necesario, con verte sonreír es mas que suficiente para mi Ochako Uraraka: Y/n...muchas gracias, lo aprecio

Le gusta darte la mano cuando salen pero el problema es que a veces activa su poder sin querer y puedes quedarte flotando

besos tiernos

Cuando te presenta a su familia, eres recibido con los brazos abiertos y tratado como un miembro más de la familia. Ochako está muy feliz de poder compartirte con sus seres queridos. bn

[sepptember]

ochako uraraka x male!reader based on cupid chokehold/breakfast in america send tweet