#kacchako fic

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WipWednesday actually on a Wednesday!

A snippet from Undercover Lovers, a new Enemies to Lovers Kacchako fic that I'll be posting from next month!

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“Fool Me Once” - Part 4

Pairing: Kacchako, Bakugou Katsuki/Uraraka Ochako

CW: Cheating, Underage Drinking

<- Previous Part | From the Beginning

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To throw an all out rager on campus was an absolute no go.

To throw a ranger at one of the many nearby houses a certain rich kid third year’s parents owned however…

It was perhaps one of the few times being a landlord was a good thing.

Momo had decorated the hell out of it. 

Cotton spiderwebs, paper bats, dry ice fog, and low, Halloween colored lighting. By the time Katsuki had made his way over to the house the party was well underway.

Mineta already had his head in a trash can. Hitoshi and Neito were playing tug-o-tongue with Denki. 

The smell of booze threatened to strip his nostrils of every hair inside them. A bunch of gasps and wolf whistles greeted him as he entered, his costume drawing nearly every eye.

Most of these were underclassmen though, his real target was downstairs. 

Shoji had been updating him all night. Apparently with out Deku’s attention, Melissa had take up flip cup, beer pong, whatever game would keep her distracted and drunk. Ei even made sure to take over the beer pong table from her to have a “couples match” against Deku and Ochako. 

Now she’d been leaning up against the wall for a while, bobbing her head to the music, pretending to listen to Mei ramble on as she obviously watched Deku from a far.

“Bakubro!” Hanta howled, starting off an avalanche of cheers, hoots, hollers, drawing every eye towards him. 

Katsuki caught Melissa’s eye briefly, adjusted his glasses with a smirk, then continued on to meet Hanta by the keg and grab a beer.

“Looking hot dude!” he said.

“Nice Vincent costume,” Shoto added. “I don’t remember him wearing a bedsheet in the game though.”

“Vincent?” 

“From Silent Hill 3.” Shoto pointed to his glasses. “He wears glasses like that.”

Katsuki sneered. “I ain’t no Vincent, Icyhot, I’m—”

“Milo Thatch,” Melissa slurred flirty, running a hand across the blue swirls of body paint highlighting the bulge of his biceps. 

Katsuki’s sneer turned into a smirk. “In the flesh.” He let his eyes roam across the old school librarian costume she was sporting, feigning interest when really he seeing all of the booze and sweat stains on her blouse.

“Evie from The Mummy!” she shouted over the music. 

“We’re Bert and Ernie,” Shoto added unnecessarily. He must have had a few shots himself too. “He’s Ernie, I’m Bert.”

Melissa smiled at him and used her other hand to rub his bicep. “This sweater is sooo soft.”

“It’s very warm,” he replied. 

“Speaking of warm,” Hanta lifted her hand off of Shoto and placed a cup of beer in it. “Why don’t you two go warm up the dance floor a bit? There’s some good looking couples out there, but no one nearly as hot as you two.”

“Oooo yes!” Melissa cooed and tugged Katsuki’s arm. 

“You sure?” Katsuki teased. “I don’t know if you��ll be able to handle my moves.”

Melissa rolled her eyes. “Oh please. Like I don’t have moves of my own.”

He shrugged his shoulders and sighed. “Alright. You asked for it.” 

He threaded his arm out of her grip and made his way to the dance floor.

Whether she followed him or not was unimportant. This was all about the tease. The bait.

Later she was sure to bite.

Kyoka had set up her DJ booth, a brilliant set up that could knock a house down at 11 

Katsuki locked eyes with her and gave her a subtle nod to switch the music to one of the songs he’d texted her about.

With insane skill she mixed the current bright bouncy pop song into a dirty, grinding dance song that switched the entire vibe of the dance floor. 

Katsuki knew how to move, that was no secret. With how he fought with his quirk he had to be as agile and precise as possible.

As a kid, hip hop lessons were a way for him to let out his access energy. As an adult they kept him sharp, giving him an edge against villains. 

And now, well…

They had a drunken blonde in a librarian costume practically drooling as she watched him gyrate.

After a bit of peacocking, Katsuki wound up pulling her into the dance with him, hooking an arm around the small of her waist and holding her close. 

He guided her hips with his own, keeping them flush together and in time with the music. He let his nose brush against hers every now and again but wouldn’t let himself linger.

Instead he would subtly shift his gaze away, keeping an eye out for tuft of green hair. 

Which he found pretty quickly, tucked under some sort of brown leather fedora, glancing their way every now and again as he pretended to pay attention to the pretty pink power ranger chatting excitedly beside him.

Katsuki spun Melissa around making sure her ass was against him. 

He draped his arms around her hips and dipped his head down to have his chin rest against the curve of her neck. Holding her like he possessed her.

Izuku’s glance became a full on stare at that. Ochako’s gaze was pulled along with it, finding Katsuki just as the song ended. 

Katsuki pretended not to see her grab Izuku’s arm and start to drag him over.

“Oh my god! Look at you!” Ochako squealed in greeting.

Katsuki untangled himself from Melissa as they approached. “Sup, Cheeks. See you can’t shake the spandex, huh?” 

“Really?” She smirked and looked down at his chest. “See you found Atlantis but lost your shirt along the way.”

Katsuki smiled genuinely at that before turning smug as he looked Deku’s way. “Guess you found a power ranger in the Temple of Doom there, huh, Izuku?” 

Izuku laughed tightly as he smiled. “Guess so. I didn’t know you and Melissa were so close, Kacchan.”

“Yeah. I’ve been helping Specs out with her apprenticeship project,” he said, nudging Melissa slightly. “She really likes what I can do with my hands.” 

“The sweat,” Melissa blurted out suddenly. “I’m trying to see how my universal quirk enhancer would work with physically manifested emitter quirks.”

“Sure,” Ochako teased. “Just don’t play with his hands too much. You’ll wind up with a heart condition.”

She winked at Katsuki. 

“Speaking of sweat,” Ochako continued. “You two vs. us two. Ultimate beer pong championship. With you two in the mix one of us are sure to beat Kiri and Mina.”

“In a bit, Cheeks,” he said. “I gotta go piss first.” He patted Melissa on the head and looked at Izuku. 

“Keep an eye on her for me, will ya?”

Izuku nodded curtly with a tight smile. “You got it.”

Katsuki headed upstairs, catching Eijirou calling, “Midoriya! Uraraka! Rematch?”

Just as planned.

Katsuki didn’t head to the bathroom. Instead he made his way to the roof, took out his phone, and started scrolling through his phone. Enjoying the peace, quiet, and night sky as he killed time waiting to hear—

“He have you seen Bakugou?” Melissa asked Hanta on the patio below him, prompting him to rise and make his way back into the house. 

Katsuki made his way back down to the first floor, conveniently waiting to round the right corner.

“There you are!” Melissa said, hurrying over towards him. “I’ve been looking all over for you.”

“Is something wrong?” he asked, playing dumb.

Melissa grabbed his hand. 

“I really want to dance with you some more,” she said. Her eyes kept glancing towards his lips, lingering over his body. “Please?”

Katsuki smiled. Knowing for certain what would happen next. “Lead the way.”

She all but tore his arm out of his socket as she led him downstairs. 

She wasted no time pulling him onto the dance floor and grinding against him, touching every inch of bare skin on him, leading his hands to grab her waist, her ass.

Keeping her face barely an inch away from his.

“You look sooo good tonight,” Melissa panted lightly. 

“You look pretty good too,” he said. “I like that shade of lipstick.”

“Do you?” she cooed.

“Mhmm.” He brushed his nose against hers. “Does it taste good?”

Melissa threaded her fingers in his hair. “Let’s find out.”

She kissed him. Hard, clumsy, needy. 

It was more teeth than lips. More cheap beer than cherry.

Honestly it was one of the worst kisses he ever had, but he stuck with it. Deepening it, making her fumbled mess loom good as applause erupted around them. The music even switched to something celebratory and gloating. 

They parted to find the entire basement crowd watching them, applauding…

…save for one person, in an Indiana Jones costume, watching on from just a few feet in front of them. Katsuki kept Melissa’s attention away from Deku, pulling her to dance and jump along with the crowd until he felt a tap on his shoulder.

“Hey dude. Sorry to interrupt,” Eijirou said. “But I need your help with Tetsu, man. He ain’t doing well.”

“Fucking hell, Shitty Hair.” He turned to Melissa. “Sorry. I gotta take care of this.”

“It’s fine,” she slurred a bit, lost in the kiss still.

Perfect.

Katsuki followed Eijirou back upstairs and into “the recovery room”— the master bedroom of the house that had been deemed a safe zone for those who partied too much because of its huge bed and easy bathroom access.

Tetsu was waiting, completely sober. 

“How’d it go?” he asked.

“It went off without a hitch,” Katsuki replied. “Now we just wait.”

“That kiss was pretty fucking epic though. With the music and the cheering?!” Ei recalled excitedly.

“Yeah and she chewed my lips like they were a fucking roast beef the entire time.” 

“Not so cool.” Tetsu said. “Wanna play Kings while we wait? I brought a deck of cards and the Mineta finally stopped puking.”

“Yeah sure. Why the fuck not? It ain’t like—”

Their phones all pinged.

S: Midoriya left.

They all shared a wide-eyed stare of disbelief. 

Before they could say another word their phones pinged again.

S: Melissa’s leaving now too. Mei’s helping her get her stuff.

Footsteps thundered down the hall and past their room.

“I can’t believe I did that to him!” Melissa sobbed. “I just— I couldn’t—” 

“Shhhh. It’s okay. You’ll get him, you just have to put a coat on okay? I can’t let you freeze out there—”

“He’s so mad at me and I— He was the one with—”

Melissa's blubbering faded as they walked away, leaving the room all too silent.

“Holy shit,” Tetsu said. “You did it.” 

Ei’s phone began to ring. “Shit it’s Mina. I gotta fucking go. Tetsu?”

He stood. “Right, acting shitfaced.” He grabbed a half finished bottle of liquor some poor soul left behind and gargled it around his mouth, “Let’s go, bro.”

Tetsu slung his arm over Ei’s shoulders and hung his head as Ei answered his phone with a stained grunt and left the room. 

Katsuki sat in the quiet. In disbelief.

He could hear the chaos unfold just outside the door. Chaos he caused. Because his plan worked.

The fucker and fuckette were dealing with the consequences of their actions and he…

…heard sniffling outside of the window. 

He got up off the bed and looked outside of it, but found no one.

He opened it, screen and all, and leaned his head out to make sure he wasn’t hearing things.

He wasn’t, but the crying was up, not just out. A queasy knot twisted in his stomach. 

He snuck through the halls as quickly as possible and made his way up to the second story towards the little patch of roof he often snuck out onto when the parties got too much.

The sniffling grew louder as he walked closer, turning into a soft cry. 

He opened the window quietly, curious dread getting the better of him and leaned out to find the last thing he wanted to find.

A crying pink power ranger.

“Cheeks?” he asked softly, knowing better to announce himself than surprise her.

Big brown eyes turned towards him, teary. 

“Bakugou,” Ochako whined quietly, voice breaking as a fresh stream of tears rolled down her cheeks. “I’m so sorry.”

“You’re sorry?” Katsuki climbed through the window and sat down beside her. “Why are you sorry?”

“Because you finally got to kiss her and now she— she— she—” 

Katsuki pulled her into a hug, catching her before she could collapse into herself.

“I know, Cheeks. I know.” He held her tight, his own heart feeling like it was breaking in the process. His own anger building.

“Y-you said it too. You said you thought she wanted someone else but Deku? Why didn’t he just tell me he didn’t l-l-like me? I would have understood!”she sobbed. “I’m not as pretty as her or as smart as her or as talented—”

“Uraraka stop it ain’t about that.”

“ I thought she— Why would she have kissed you if he was there?” 

Katsuki’s stomach sank. “What?”

“Was she just using you this entire time to make him jealous? Was this all just some game to them?” She looked up at him, eyes swollen and searching for answers he had but couldn’t give. “Make it make sense. It doesn’t make sense.” 

She fell into an incoherent mess in his lap, each heaving sob and broken-hearted utterance twisting a dagger of guilt into his gut.

He had to tell her.

How could he tell her?

Tell her that he had known Deku would leave her for Melissa and didn’t warn her? 

Tell her he cared more about getting even, about winning, because for some reason he thought it better to be her white knight than warn her.

To try and prevent the class from taking side when he could already tell from the broken murmurs below them that people already were? 

He had to tell her.

He had to confess.

Ochako reached for his hand and held it, her soft finger pads clinging on him desperately for comfort.

Just not tonight. 

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Next Part ->

[novarising]

Title: Going Pro Together. NSFW Kacchako One-shot.

Summary: Ochako and Katsuki are amateur motocross riders trying to go pro, and they are also best friends with benefits. One night, Ochako’s competitive nature goads Katsuki into a race to see who the better rider is and ends with some unconventional fun on the bike.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45130822

[pjs-everyday]

closeups of our cheeky thief: lost and found, finders keepers— if ya leave it behind, it’s hers! (she’ll give it back to ya… eventually 😉) 🩷

cheeky thief comic: part 1 // closeups // bakugo's shirt // part 2

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!!Fics For Gaza!!

Hi all! My dear friend rin ( @socalledsomethingorother ) sent me a link about a blog on here that is using fic writing as a way to raise money for families in need in Gaza.

I will be accepting customized My Hero Academia fic prompt requests in exchange for proof of at least a $1 donation to one of the families displayed on https://gazafunds.com/.

My rate will be $1 for 125 words. The more you donate, the more words the prompt will get (ex. if you send proof of a $5 donation, I will write a 625-word drabble/oneshot for your specified prompt).

In terms of guidelines of what I will be accepting in requests, I will need the following:

relationships/characters you want to be included

the specified prompt/topic you want written (prompt must be less than 200 words)

specific details/headcanons you would like included

In terms of what I do not accept/will not write:

NSFW prompts (beyond suggestive jokes/implied sexual themes).

Adult/minor and/or incest ships.

Any character bashing prompts that aren't the following characters: Tomura Shigaraki, All For One, Hisashi Midoriya, Endeavor, Monoma Neito.

Romantic Izuku x Ochako (platonic is completely fine).

Canon x OC, OC x OC, x reader, x Y/N, or self-inserts

Of course, I will also NOT be accepting any prompts that are insensitive towards the atrocious war crimes happening in the genocide in Palestine.

Beyond that, I am more than happy to discuss specifics. Please feel free to send proof of donations to my ask box and/or DMs!

Again, this is in partnership with @ficsforgaza , whose blog I definitely suggest you check out! I strongly urge for all my fellow writer mutuals (and reader mutuals) to join this cause.

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» TEXT ME! (16/11) — futura doação (!) » categoria — boku no hero academia » personagens: bakugou & uraraka » recursos: psds por @.miniepsds & @.colour-source

meimei's note — eu não estou tão satisfeito com essa capa, acho que como editei muitas divertidas na doação passada, toda a minha alegria foi sugada e drenada :') mas ficou muito fofo vai :3 ficou muito lindinha e as cores que foram salvas pelo psds que usei <3 talvez eu só não goste dessa capa por estar muito simples, mas não se pode acertar todas e ta tudo uma ameba kkkkkk

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the kacchako bigbang entries im SO IN LOVE

(edit: you can check out the entries in their twitter account https://x.com/kacchakobigbang?s=21 ! )

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You just finished reading a fic(maybe a chapter, maybe the whole thing), and you want to leave the author a comment.

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Here are some common things I often hear that stop people from commenting. (Feel free to copy and paste, mutate, or defile my ideas).

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(Australian edit) "NnAaaAauUuuuUuWwrrRrReeEiiiggGghh"

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Note: It's hard to give feedback without knowing the person. It might be good to point out what you did like about their writing, so they do more of it. Or be curious about the direction or choices the author is making

"I really enjoyed the part where (describe), you did a great job showing the emotion, I felt as if I was there with them. Great work."

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What other ideas, reasons, or situations have you unable to leave a comment? Let me know, I'll update it.

Edit 1 -

Floating comment box for noting your reactions as you read.

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WASSUP CHAT ITS TIME FOR MY YEAR FIC IDEA ADOPTION

basically this is when i go through my list of fic ideas and any that have been on the list for a while (read: years) that i no longer have any interest in, and i share them on the interwebz in hopes of maybe inspiring someone else to write! so lets start:

established bkdkbk, newly dating. kacchan finds "goodbye" letters for all his classmates and some of their teachers. he assumes they're suicide letters, confronts deku. misunderstandings, yada yada, they're "goodbye" letters in case he's killed while doing hero work.

bakugo submits an assignment, accidentally turns in a self insert bkdkbk smut fic.

Katsuki loses all his memories and falls in love with Izuku at first sight, except izuku has internalized homophobia. bkdkbk the idea for the title of this one was "The Eighth Cardinal Sin", so feel free to take that too lol

bkdkbk getting hit by a de-aged quirk, and shoji being in charge of babysitting them. basically just an outsider POV of bkdk's relationship as kids and also them seeing his scars and calling him a hero and stuff lol

platonic astrobomb (AKA katsuki + ochako) 5 + 1 crack fluff fic that is 5 times the press thought they were dating and 1 time they found out the truth (this could be implied bkdkbk or whatever other ship you want idc)

siren izuku and human HoH katsuki middle school bkdkbk au where izuku is known as being mute because he never talks, but the truth is he's terrified of his voice accidentally harming someone (cuz of the whole brainwashing thing) and kacchan helping him through that. and they kiss (in my head they were Newly established but this could totally be pre-slash. again idc lol not my fic idea anymore so not my problem LMFAO)

bkdkbk phoenix katsuki au where he is Crushing very hard on izuku except his Bird Instincts keep acting up so anytime he's around izuku he starts doing weird dances and giving him rocks and violently shaking his feathers. izuku is an oblivious fuck (ofc)

annnddddd thats all for this year!! there were a couple ideas on my list that were pretty close to getting adopted out, but im gonna hold onto them for a little bit longer. if anyone writes a fic/drabble/anything inspired by any of these SHOW IT TO ME PLEASEEEE I WANNA SEE THEMMMMMMMM

[olives-and-lilies]

Y’all getting fed today~!

The Hanahaki “Love is in Bloom” Big Bang dropped and I got paired with the amazing Spooks for her Kacchako piece “Lilac”

As always, open for the best quality.

[bakugosmosaicbrokenhearts]

Bakugou nation should I do an incredibly long fic recommendations post for each of bkg’s most popular ships ?

[ladyelainehilfur]

high-key I believe kacchako is canon because Ochako has never expressed interest in another boy who wasn't Deku....except for Bakugou. She literally called Bakugou boyfriend material in one of the light novels. You know how crazy that is? If she's not attracted to him, I'll eat my hat.

[novarising]

Title: Pick a Color. NSFW Kacchako One-shot.

Summary: Katsuki owns the popular nail salon Dynamight Nails. Ochako is his client. She develops a crush on the grumpy nail salon owner and makes her move.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44794627

[pjs-everyday]

yep, lol who doesn't have a soft spot for ochako?? haha 💕

cheeky thief comic: part 1 // closeups // bakugo's shirt // part 2

[lennons-lemonade]

Here are my personal references for the three main characters (that are of course, not mine) of my Tsuyu-Centric fic series on AO3

It’s based primarily on the fact that Tsuyu Asui’s name is often replaced with her hero name, Froppy, in fandom spaces. I figure that is that were to happen in universe it would mess with her sense of self and thus the fic idea was born. Tsuyu Asui forgets her name.

Of course, my queer ass couldn’t help but include some of my fav ships as a polycule. It takes place when they’re all roughly 23 and Tsu has been on a mandated leave! I’m planning on writing more for it, but waiting for inspiration to strike.

Each character has scars from their hero work and are sooo cute and in love 🫶

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» PROJETOS PRA QUE TE QUERO — futura doação (!)

⟅05.10.2024 — eu estou tão feliz com essa capa, ninguém nessa vida sabe o quanto que lutei pra aprender a editar divertida nesse ano e ver que todos esses treinos teve resultado me deixa TÃO FELIZ :3 e para a felicidade de muita gente, sim, ela vai ser doada junto com as outras capas! Eu tenho uma ideia bem vaga dessa capa mas acho que deu pra mandar a mensagem, eu acho.

Fanart por: @beybuniki <3