#momo yaoyorozu x fem!reader

[reverie-starlight]

{nobody like you- momo yaoyorozu}

I've been in such a momo mood lately, I just really needed to write something for my wife. I'm so in love with her she deserves all the best things ever.

fem!reader, no physical descriptions. slight angst but mostly fluffy. lots of yearning. reader and momo get a bit tipsy. teensy tiny bit suggestive at the end if you squint.

this is a part 2 to this drabble I wrote a while ago! reader is pro hero!momo's PR manager/assistant/best friend.

momo doesn’t need reassurance very often.

she hasn’t since her U.A. days. for the most part, she’s managed to overcome her insecurities and losses and shine in the hero world as a very dependable and capable leader.

but still, there are times that she falters and familiar feelings of doubt creep in.

you walk through the elevator that opens into her penthouse apartment carrying a bottle of wine and some take-out. for the first time that evening, she smiles.

"hey," you murmur, settling next to her on the red chaise-lounge overlooking tokyo's night life. it's cramped, considering she's huddled under her fluffiest blanket and surrounded by pillows, but you make it work and she's so grateful to have you close. "how are you feeling, honey?"

the immediate comfort of having you near dissipates and she's reminded of why you're here in the first place.

she shrugs. she feels absolutely horrible about how things on her last patrol had transpired. it was petty theft, there's absolutely no reason she should've let him get away, but she got distracted for one second because a kid ran in front of her begging for her help with finding his mother.

and of course a lost child takes priority over a stolen bag of groceries in most people's eyes, but the cranky old man (who was objectively having a better time than momo), decided to go on and on to anyone who hadn't seen the sequence of events about her "carelessness" and "clear bias". even after momo offered to pay for his new groceries and then some.

he happily took her up on that, but still decided to rip her to shreds when a pretty penny was dropped in his wallet in exchange for an interview from an outlet that has been anything but kind to her.

she groans and brings her hands to her face thinking about the media coverage she's been getting all day.

you put a hand on her knee and stroke your thumb over it to soothe her. "it's okay, momo. everyone who really saw what went down has been defending you online."

she peeks through her fingers to look at you with a pitiful expression. "really?"

you nod enthusiastically. "mhm! and besides, everyone knows better than to believe anything those vile journalists say about you."

momo drops her hands and looks at you gratefully. it's true, there's been a lot of fans and heroes alike calling out the news outlet for it's recent criticisms of fan favourite heroes, some of her friends included. she thinks back to the messages she received earlier from midoriya and mina, and those she's yet to check from todoroki and ochako.

"and," you continue, pulling her out of her thoughts yet again "you have me covering for you. I'll take care of it, don't you worry."

that's right, she thinks fondly. I have you...

but does she? nothing else has happened between you since that day you stitched her up. no words have been exchanged about it, no more developments have come about.

she's going to reach her breaking point soon, she can feel it, but she's terrified of putting herself out there without anything to confirm it won't be for nothing. not one sign to confirm that you feel the same.

you're not making it any easier by looking as good as you do right now- you're not dressed in anything particularly fancy, your clothes are rumpled and your eyeliner is a bit smudged, but you look perfect.

and you have food. what more could she ask for at this point?

you seem to remember the bag of food when her eyes are drawn to it and you light up. "oh! it's your favourite, I figured you needed a pick me up. seriously, I've got everything covered, so let's just unwind tonight."

she looks between you and the bottle you placed on the floor and nods.

about an hour and a half later, you’re both tipsy and singing at the top of your lungs to whatever songs come up on your shared playlist.

while you take a breather, you watch as she lets loose. her hair is down, her shoulders aren’t so visibly tense anymore, there’s a pinkish hue painting her cheeks and she looks more carefree than you’ve seen her in a long time.

maybe that’s not a fair observation, considering she’s currently inebriated (and you are too), but the sight captivates you nonetheless.

she’s gorgeous. so gorgeous it physically pains you to keep staring at her, yet you can’t look away. (in the back of your mind, you recall a joke she once made about you being a masochist and you almost laugh at your own expense.)

the yearning you’ve tried so hard to push down hits you like a truck and it only intensifies when the song ends and a slow song takes its place.

panting from her performance, momo turns her head towards you, the wide smile on her face that morphs into something far more gentle than you can handle right now.

you stare at each other. the slow strumming of the guitar in the background seems to charge the atmosphere and you’re both left with funny feelings in your chests as the song goes on.

your queue really knows how to set the mood.

the amount of love you have for her holds you to the ground and settles uncomfortably within you, like it’s fighting to come out. demanding to be heard. you don’t break eye contact. you can’t.

her eyes, wide and shining, show hesitation and… longing?

could she feel the same about you? all these weeks of yearning… does she feel it too? is she… waiting for you to make a move?

she breaks eye contact first, shaking her head a bit in the very same way she does when she’s doubting herself, but you’re just brave (and drunk) enough to keep her in this moment with you. determined enough to not let her down by chickening out.

“I love you,” you blurt out, and your own voice sobers you up immediately.

her head snaps up, and she looks at you again, this time shocked.

your heart sinks to your stomach as you take in the weight of your words. did you misread her? did you just ruin everything? you wonder what you must look like from her point of view right now. scared? probably.

“I love you too,” she says. the way she speaks is soft, but full of emotion, full of comfort. there’s hesitation mixed in there, like she’s unclear on what you’re getting at, but afraid to clarify.

you begin chewing on your bottom lip nervously, doubt creeping into the pit of your stomach, latching onto your heart and squeezing it tight enough to restrict your circulation. your body grows cold as the nerves eat away at you from the inside.

this is your only chance to write it off as how you’ve always meant it- friendly, platonic, very much not romantic. you could play it off, blame it on the alcohol, change the song and go back to how it’s always been…

but you think of that day you patched her up once again, and deep down you know your heart can’t take much more of this.

“I know… but do you… do you understand how I meant it this time?”

her breath hitches. a wobbly smile finds its way to her lips. “I think so,” she whispers.

you step towards her, grab her hand and rub your thumb over the back of it. “I’m so in love with you, momo yaoyorozu.”

she steps forward too, wrapping her arms around your neck. the tension in your chest subsides and it’s almost like you can feel your blood flowing again.

“I’m so in love with you, too,” she replies, her eyes meeting yours, wobbly smile evening out and becoming much more confident.

your hands find her hips and excitement blooms in your stomach. “can I kiss you?”

she nods and immediately leans in to capture your lips with hers. you gasp and reciprocate the best you can while trying to keep your grin at bay.

eventually you’re both giggling and pulling away, standing in her penthouse living room with your foreheads pressed together, breaths mixing as you pant.

momo isn’t in need of reassurance very often, but a kiss really can do wonders for a weary mind.

she pulls away a bit and asks you a question you’ve only ever dreamt of her asking. “will you be my girlfriend?”

you’re pretty sure the way you kiss her as soon as the last syllable leaves her lips is enough of an answer, but you reply anyway with a mumbled out “yes, I would love nothing more, sweetheart.”

nothing has ever felt as right as this.

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BONUS

when momo wakes the next morning, she’s greeted with the feeling of you curled up against her. images of everything that transpired after you made it official flash through her mind and heat creeps into her cheeks.

if it weren’t for the dull ache and pretty marks in various places across her body (strategically placed to be covered by her hero costume, she notes) she might have believed that part was all a dream.

but you’re really in bed, and all hers.

for the first time since becoming a hero, momo doesn’t care one bit about what’s being said about her in magazines. she doesn’t care about what criminals she’ll have to face later on.

her whole world, the only person who’s opinion she’ll ever truly care about ever again, is right beside her, sleeping soundly.

her heart flutters as she traces your back and watches your nose scrunch slightly. you’re so gorgeous in the morning light. she’s always known this, of course, but she’s absolutely ecstatic that the guilt that normally comes with that thought is no more.

she thinks back to something you had said to her last night- something mumbled incoherently as you both drifted off to sleep- and a realization suddenly hits her and sets her ablaze all over again.

shaking you awake, she waits for you to open your eyes before rolling on top of you excitedly. she relishes in your sleepy giggle and the feel of your arms wrapping around her waist.

“good morning, pretty girl,” she coos, pressing kisses all over your cheeks.

you whine in response, screwing your eyes shut and she smiles. “remember what you told me last night about needing to get all that stored up affection for me out?”

you peek up at her with one eye, curious as to where she’s going with this. “mhm?”

“well I just realized that I don’t need to hold back anymore, either.”

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I’m soooooo happy to have this done and very proud of how it turned out!! idk why but I genuinely think some if my best writing happens when I’m writing for miss momo.

the song I had in mind for the confession scene was sailor song, mostly bc it makes me yearn beyond belief and that’s the vibe of this fic lmao. I wanted to name this fic “dripping in my favour” bc I thought that whole section of the song is very fitting, but I really didn’t want people taking it out of context 🥹.

I am so down to turn this into a mini series, with PR manager!reader btw :3

@emmyrosee here it is!! <3

[bbkoolkatz]

bnha characters when you leave them alone with your baby and it starts crying.

incl: K. Bakugo, I. Midoriya, S. Todoroki, E. Kirishima, T, Amajiki, H. Sero, O. Uraraka, M. Yaoyorozu, M. Ashido

I fking hate writer's block mannn... the Mina request💫 and part 3 to prof! Izuku will be out soon! so hv this thing in the meantime 🙏

mlist!

[ms-fade]

She’s Mine!

★ Yan! Mina Ashido, Ochaco Uraraka, Momo Yaoyorozu, Kyoka Jiro x Fem!Reader

☪︎ Summary: Dorm life has been amazing with your collage class mates. Summer roles around and you girls take a trip away, to a summer vacation home in the mountains. But your obsessed friends seem to get more touchy and jealous of each other, and you have no idea why.

☪︎ Smut: Minors DNI, 18+, aged up Characters, slow updates, more warnings will be displayed on each post, sharing and poly.

Chapter 1 - Not released

Chapter 2 - Not released

Chapter 3 - Not released

Chapter 4 - Not released

*More chapters to come*

To be added to the Taglist jusycomment or message you’ll be tagged ♡

@solarrexplosion @candyland-xblade @ukiyoeangel @miyomoko-sora

[sofiascripts]

striking a chord!

quirkless band au w/ lemonade mouth elements! (ongoing)

bakugou x reader!

in their final year of high school, six unlikely friends—jirou, Kaminari, bakugou, momo, shinsou, and the y/n—find themselves in detention for various reasons. there, they discover an unexpected musical chemistry and decide to form a band, each driven by different motivations but united by one goal: to outshine the popular neito monoma.

as they navigate internal conflicts and the pressures of competition, their commitment to the band is put to the test. the relationship between y/n and bakugou deepens, marked by tension and miscommunications that both strengthen their bond and create new challenges.

their journey leads to a high-stakes contest hosted by the renowned producer present mic, pushing their musical talents and personal dynamics to the limit. as they uncover hidden truths and grapple with their evolving feelings, the group must confront their true priorities. will they achieve success and harmony, or will their ambitions and relationships unravel in the final showdown?

(0) meet the band

(1) detentions secret soundtrack

(3) coming tonight! xoxo OK TONIGHT FR (8/22)

let me cook...

ill try and pump out a chapter every other day since its the summer!

warnings: swearing, characters may be ooc (especially at the start </3), reader uses she/her pronouns

msg to be added to the tagslist!

a/n: very very new to the uploading on tumblr scene, ive always just been a reader so im sorry if this is disorganized! pretty sure i was supposed to upload this before i started posting chapters... im still trying to figure out the ropes here </3

[captainshindo]

I like how in almost every bnha fanfic, Sero Hanta is the stoner of the group😭

It make sense but at the same time he’s too bbg for that🎀

[koishiro]

Dating Momo Yaoyorozu <3

[kur0m1sblog]

Class 1-A’s favorite things to do when they’re s/o has a big butt!

Summary: Class 1-A Girls Favorite Things To Do When They’re S/O Has A Big Ass

Characters: Class 1-A Girls

Warnings: Cussing, Groping, Mentions of Panties, sfw

Genre: Fluff

Reader: Fem! Reader

PART ONE HERE!

REQUEST ARE OPEN!

★・・・・・★・・・・・★・・・・・★

Ochako Uraraka

She doesn’t notice it until you guys are changing with the other girls in the locker room

She thinks it’s one of your cuter features

One of her favorite things to do with your butt is to leave her hand on it

You don’t know why, and she doesn’t either

Tsuyu Asui

She adores it honestly

She loves seeing it in anything

Skirts, jeans, shorts, leggings, low rise jeans, panties, nothing, anything.

Sometimes in private when your walking around in bottoms that are tiny on you, she yanks the belt-loop just to give you a quick kiss

Momo Yaoyorozu

Didn’t notice it till Mineta pointed it out

She clearly saw that you were uncomfortable, so she went out to buy you multiple pairs of black and white tights for you

Plain colors, that weren’t see-through

She will admit when you guys weren’t dating, she sometimes would be flustered by your body in the uniforms

When you guys started dating and being more comfortable with each other, she’s take you to the mall and buy new panties and bras for you

She finds you cute in just your panties and a small t-shirt

Mina Ashido

She loveeeees it!

She thinks it’s the best thing on the entire universe

She loves how plush and soft it is

She loves when you or her go to each others dorm and lay down together

She usually likes when you lay on her chest cause she likes playing with the lining of your panties

Kyouka Jirou

Doesn’t pay much attention to it till one day she was changing by the hole, and Mineta saw you only in a bra and panties and was being loud about it and poked him in the eye

She laughs everytime you fall on your butt

She thinks it’s cute when you get hurt, she doesn’t know why, and you don’t

She loves taking care of you

She likes poking your butt too, she likes when it jiggles and laughs at it

Tooru Hagakure

Not one of her favorite features of you, but still gives it the same attention as the rest of you

She likes seeing you in tiny mini-skirts

She loves shopping with you for panties and bras

She thinks the color lavender fits you

★・・・・・★・・・・・★・・・・・★

Notes: Thank you so much for the support! The First Part was super good, and thank you for everything! Hope you enjoy, and have a great morning/afternoon/night!

[haruniki]

Hiii, so glad you're back! Could you possibly write something soft for Momo Yaoyurozu with a girlfriend who's in support course (maybe possibly wanting to help her change her hero costume design??? They did her dirty 😭)

a/n: no bc everytime i see Momo in her current hero costume i start tweaking out bc I get that her quirk requires some skin showing but like...😕 pls enjoy this little blurb, left hero costume vague also leave suggestions for pet names bc i have no idea what she would call her s/o CW: OOc (maybe??)

It was completed. A full redesign for your beautifully heroic girlfriend. It was much less revealing than her current one while still remaining practically and useful for her quirk. It also kept a lot of the same color scheme that Momo had already chosen for her costume. It was honestly a surprise to you that the school even approved such a costume, but it was fine now, because you were going to proudly present your new design plan for your girlfriend and get any critique she had for it! "(Y/n), you wanted to see me? I'm running a bit later, Mr. Aizawa made us stay behind and train more due to a outburst Bakugou made." Hearing her voice was always nice, but now wasn't the time to admire her voice! You quickly walk over with sheet of paper with a new and more improved costume design holding it up once you got close enough. Momo's face was surprised at first to see it, but her face soon showed one of awe and delight. It seems the costume you came up with was much more to her liking. Momo was quick to hug you and place a small, rather quick kiss to your lips before pulling away. she held the paper looking at her eyes running across the sheet. A pleasant smile was on her pretty face. "Oh wow. I wasn't expecting this, it looks much more comfortable than my current one. Are those pockets? You really thought of everything and made it much more efficient as well." Momo placed a kiss on your cheek. You excitedly beginning tell her all you wanted to add and even try to make work so that your hero of a girlfriend can perform much more efficiently against villains. She was a tiny bit dazed at all the information, but she was still glad that you were so caring towards her.

[thehighlordishere]

Momo and Jiro xbutch!fem!reader

Little head headcanons

@lady-silkwing

Enjoy

Momo

While momo is elegant, you are her guard dog privileges

Need to go get some tea? It’s too late? Oh no worries I got my girl with me

She wants to call you handsome sometimes but doesn’t know if you would like it

Would literally buy you the top brands for your more masculine style

Doesn’t work out as much as you but likes to work on her quirk by you while you lift or workout

(She’s got to admire those muscles)

If you have short hair she would buy you styling products for your hair (the best)

If you have longer hair she gets you whatever you need

You go to shower and it’s just there

Actually kinda really likes your dorm, and always politely asks to wear your hoodies

Jiro

Simp

Sorry anyways,

Absolutely is so attracted to you and your style, wants to wear your clothes and jewelry

Loves your dorm too, probably snuggles in your bed with you

If you have muscles with her, she high key digs it and will discreetly touch them

Plays it off

Let’s you strum her guitar

If you can play an instrument, let alone a string one-shes proposing

If you have short hair she would style it for you in the mornings (she might even let you style her’s)

If you dye your hair she also loves that and always loves to give feedback

Whenever someone makes a comment on your masculinity she’s ready to throw down but you beat her to it lol (she takes you out to ice cream after)

[kinda-cute-kinda-insane]

Sorry guys, I was in the mood to be heartbroken by pretty girls

Female!reader, momo is sorta mean ig in a way

You remembered how she told you that she'd preferred if you'd stop being so cold and quiet all the time.

But when it came to him, she never seem to mind.

You tried changing, to be what she liked more, but she hates it if he changed.

She loved her hero work so much, she declined the idea of building a family with you.

But if it's him, she don't mind being a mother and a wife.

She complained you never gave her enough attention, you're too focused on your goal you never have time for her.

But if it's him that's heroic and admirable, that she don't mind waiting for him.

So, why is it 'good' on him but 'bad' on you?

It's not because he's stronger, richer, and more popular

It's because he'a a boy, and you're a girl.

She likes a boy, and you're not a boy

[yanderelionwrites]

Lovely (Yandere!Momo Yaoyorozu x Reader)

Momo wants nothing more than to dress you up ❤️

Content Warning: yandere, implied kidnapping, manipulation, being forced to wear outfits/dresses, suggestive themes

Word Count: 792

“Come on out, (Name)! I want to see you!”

Momo’s voice was muffled behind the bathroom door, but her cheery and eager tone came through clearly. You despised it, just as much as you despised the bright red frilly dress that currently clung to your form. It mocked you from the reflection of the massive sink mirror, as well as from the full-length one attached to the door. You were being forced to indulge in one of Yaoyorozu’s “fashion shows”, as she had just bought you hundreds of new clothes and she insisted that she see you in every single one. Who knows what outfit number you were wearing at this point. All you wanted right now was to curl up in something that you actually found comfortable and take a long nap. Momo won’t let you go until she’s satisfied, however.

“Are you alright in there, dear? Do you need any help?” She was knocking on the door now, impatient as ever. Your hands gripped the fabric of the dress’s skirt, jaw clenching your teeth together.

“No!” You said a little too forcibly. Clearing your throat, you continued, “I’m- I’m good! I’m ready now.”

“Well, don’t be shy then! This is one of my favorite dresses I’ve picked out for you!” Momo’s hand jiggled the doorknob and you thanked the Lord that you had locked it earlier.

Sighing, you complied with her wishes and hesitantly opened the bathroom door, revealing yourself to Yaoyorozu’s gleaming eyes. She cooed at you, and you cringed at her obsessive stare.

“Well, don’t you look just lovely,” She said, twirling her finger in the air to get you to spin. You did so half-heartedly. “I knew it would look perfect on you.”

“Momo, are we almost done? It’s been nearly two hours…” You asked as she returned to the piles and piles of clothes that lay on top of the massive bed she had bestowed upon you. She was already searching for another outfit to dress you up in.

“Don’t you want to try the rest of these on? I went through all the trouble of picking each one out for you,” She responded, trying to decide what top would go well with the pink pleated skirt that was in her hands.

“I didn’t ask you to buy me more clothes, nor did I need any. I already have a ton from your previous shopping sprees,” You mutter, but it was loud enough for Momo to hear. She whipped around to glare at you, folding her arms as she drew closer.

“You should be grateful you even have any clothes to wear. I can take them all away if that’s what you want. Would you rather walk around bare? Because I can make that happen in an instant, dear,” Her tone was surprisingly calm despite the words coming out of her mouth, but it intimidated you all the same. This was how it was with Yaoyorozu. One minute she can be all cheery and kind, the next, she’s domineering and stern. Sometimes it’s hard to tell when something will set her off.

You quickly shook your head as you stared into her piercing gray eyes. “No- No! I am grateful, really! I…I just, I’m just a little tired…that’s all,”

Momo was quiet for a bit as she studied you, and you breathed a sigh of relief when her frown turned into a soft smile, seeming to accept your answer.

“Alright, we can stop for now. Just one more outfit, and then we’ll be done,” She said.

You nodded, content enough with the compromise. It was the best you were gonna get.

Momo picked up a small, pink paper bag that had been hiding behind the mounds of clothes. You didn’t recognize the name on the side of it, but it looked and sounded like another fancy and expensive brand Yaoyorozu would buy from. You expected her to pull out a nice blouse or maybe another skirt, but what she did pull out immediately made your face pale.

The black-haired woman beamed as she proudly showed you a lacy set of red lingerie, complete with a garter belt and stockings. She practically shoved the ensemble into your hands and pushed you back towards the bathroom.

“This is the last one, I promise!” Momo exclaimed, her excitement greatly contrasting your utter disgust and horror. She wasn’t serious, was she? Like hell you would wear this for her!

You stumbled into the much-too-big bathroom, though right now it felt like a suffocating box. Turning around, you watched as Momo slowly closed the door, the last thing you see being the sickening grin plastered on her face.

“Don’t keep me waiting, dear~ It will only draw this out even longer.”

[reverie-starlight]

small little drabble thing with momo bc she is my beloved <3

fem!reader. pure domestic fluff inspired by me bc I am soooo sleepy rn. 

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when you woke up that morning, before the alarm had a chance to go off and the birds had barely started singing, you turned over and attempted to wrap an arm around your girlfriend.

key word attempted because where your arm should have rested nicely on either smooth skin or the soft fabric of her (your) sleep shirt, it fell flat against cool sheets. you frowned and felt around, still in a bit of a sleepy haze and not understanding that she was out of bed already. 

quiet footsteps padded back into the bedroom and you whined slightly, reaching out for momo as she slipped back under the covers with you, savoring the last few moments she’d have with you this morning before she went to patrol. part of the reason she had started getting up earlier than usual was so that she could do this, after all.

she slowly ran her knuckles up and down your cheek, smiling softly as you nuzzled into it a bit and sighed. “good morning, my love, did you sleep well?”

it was clear to her that you were very much still in and out of sleep, if the way you clung to her waist and pressed your face against her stomach, giving her a halfhearted nod was anything to go by. she laughed a little. “that’s good... I’ll try to be home earlier today so we can go to the new museum exhibit your friend is opening sooner.”

you gave the same, sleepy, halfhearted nod as before, nuzzling your face deeper into her stomach. her lips formed a rare, wide grin and if you had been more with the program, she was sure you would have doted on her for it. 

she checked the time and her grin morphed into a small frown. she glanced between you and her phone and sighed. she really didn’t want to leave- it was hot outside, even though it was so early in the morning, and after yesterday’s shift she’d really rather not deal with any villains. or all the paperwork still sitting at her desk that she’s been pushing off. normally she would never slack off on that but the week so far had been rough, leaving her no time or energy to properly spend on important documents. she’d rather have a pile she could approach with a clear head and more time than a few half-assed reports, after all.

and after a long hard week, getting out of her hero costume and back in bed with you sounded much better than anything else she could ever think of.

still, this life is exactly what you signed up for, she reasoned, so with a sigh, she gently tried to untangle herself from you, heart breaking a little when you pouted in your sleep, letting out small noises of protest. 

she caressed your cheek and leaned down to murmur an apology in your ear. pressing three kisses to your face- on your forehead, nose, then lips- before telling you she loved you and standing up to leave.

but what she wasn’t expecting was for you to weakly grab at her wrist and look up at her with, sad, tired eyes. “please stay?”

your voice was small and littered with sleep, but momo heard it. maybe it was because she was always to tuned in to you and your every word. 

she thought about it.

normally she would never play hooky just because she wasn’t up to the task ahead of her- it went against everything she believed, but she also knew that she needed a break. and she needed you, her sleepy girlfriend who had the day off anyway...

and she knew that even if none of those things were true, your request would have been more than enough incentive to get her to do exactly what she was doing in that moment- changing back out of her hero costume and slipping her (still your) shirt over her head. 

you were a little more awake when she crawled back into bed with you (she assumed you had been piqued with curiosity when she started changing) and she laughed a little when you cheered and pulled her into your arms.

“I love you so much,” you mumbled, tracing shapes on her back and playing with her hair as she quickly sent a message to her secretary. 

your girlfriend, who was apparently very easily swayed by you, put her phone on the nightstand and rested her head on your chest. she sighed deeply. “I love you too, y/n, so much.”

needless to say, you both fell back into a deep, much needed sleep, tangled in each other’s arms.

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yayyyy first momo piece!!! i love her to bits and I felt like writing so ofc instead of working on my 58394693 requests and WIPS, I started something new. but hey i finished it so!!! 

[im-socurious]

How Does It Feel To Be Adored?

Momo Yaoyorozu X Fem!Reader

I didn’t bother to make this XBlack!Reader because…it didn’t really sit right with me this time for some reason, you can imagine a XBlack!Reader tho. In this story the whole class of 1a is obsessed with you, and so is your only friend, Yaomomo. You find out the hard way.

inspired by: Panty-Stealer Momo

You. A sweet girl who didn’t really talk, a depressed young woman, as one would say. You weren’t depressed, you just didn’t like the world, but you liked yourself.

UA just made your life a little harder. Specially, class 1a.

Their touch made you shiver. The way Ochaco’s fingers would fondle with your hair without consent, the way Izuku’s hands would always somehow be wrapped around your waist without consent, the way Shoto’s hand would lightly touch your neck without consent, the way Mina would stand behind you and squeeze your breast without consent, going on about how they’re so soft and round, and how she could go to sleep on top of them while the whole classed watched, almost drooling.

Mina always excused your uncomfortableness, saying that it was okay because ya’ll both were girls or saying that girlfriends do this all the time! You didn’t know if she meant it romantically or platonically. This made everyone else start doing it too. You really didn’t appreciate that.

Momo was the only one who defended you in times of need. She was the only who had hands that felt soft and inviting. She had hands that felt innocent and protective. She was everything. She was perfect.

Or so you thought.

You had forgot your pencil when the two of you were studying together, she had offered to go up to your room and get one for you.

“Yea my door isn’t locked. I should have a pencil on my desk, but let me know if one isn’t there.” You said. Momo was the biggest simp, she almost melted at the sound of your voice!

“Mhm! I’ll be right back!” She said, giddy for some reason.

When she saw your dorm, she absorbed the scenery in front of her deeply. He took a deep breath and the smell of you filled her nostrils. The word ‘Heaven’ ran through her mind.

Her eyes soon wandered to the bin filled with your dirty clothes. Your pretty panties were on top of all the clothes, right in her view. She quickly walked up the pile of clothes, staring at the panties in awe. They were black, had lace, and had a pretty little bow at the top. She quickly snatched the panties from the bin and sniffed them. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Her tongue darted out to lick the fabric, the taste made her own panties wet. Slick almost slid down her leg from how wet she was.

She suddenly remembered what she was in your room for. ‘Oh yes! I’m here to get a pencil!’ She thought. She quickly shoved the panties into her pocket and picked up the pencil off your desk and paced back down to where you and her were studying.

“Sorry! I had to search a little to find the pencil. It wasn’t exactly on your desk.” She nervously laughed.

“Oh! Sorry. I can lose things sometimes…but let’s get back to studying, shall we?” You ranted.

“We shall.” She responded.

Later~

You guys were sitting on your bed, chatting. You looked at the time and your eyes slightly widened. It was a little late and you needed a shower.

“Uhh hey, I don’t know about you but i’m about to hop in the shower, so yeah. I think i’m about to go to bed too…I hope you get the message.” You said.

“Yea, totally…well, good night.” She sighed. “Good night!” You shouted from the bathroom. Even though Momo was excused, she still stood there for a moment, she pulled the panties out and stared at them. She needed release.

And that’s how she ended up here. Her fingers deep in her cunt and face stuffed in your panties. Oh, how she wishes that her face was stuffed in your cunt, she can tell from your panties that you taste so good. Her fingers move faster at the thought.

“hah-h-hmphh Y/n o-oh Y/n!” She came hard. Her moan high pitched. The pleasure left her out of breath as she fell face first into the mattress, your panties still stuffed in her face. “Oh, Y/n” She moaned out, her mind still in a daze.

In the morning~

There you were, in Yaomomo’s room when your eyes wandered to the familiar looking piece of fabric. You squinted your eyes, and a look of horror appeared on your face. They were your panties. Your breath quickened and quivered.

“U-uh, Yaomomo, i’m feeling kind of tired i’m gonna go take a nap, i-i’m feeling kind of tired. Before she could respond, you dashed out the room.

“How does it feel to be adored, Y/n?” She said with heart-shaped eyes and a wicked smile.

[maycat-19-142]

Dancing headcannon

A/n: I wrote this right after I woke up

⚠️: dancing and gender neutral reader, fluff

She showed you how to dance in the common room. Not how mina showed you Because this was not hip hop it was ball room. It was time you spent with her that you enjoyed

"And step to the right and that is it" she said

"Thanks you momo" you said as she showed you the final move

Have a good day and night 🌙

Pixie out 🧚‍♀️

[captainshindo]

Seeing anime watcher crash out watching bk kinda funny 😭😭😭

[dolin29]

Momo x FEM! reader Beach day

A/N here's somethings you need to understand before you read

H/C =hair color

H/L=Hair Langth

E/C=Eye Color

S/C=skin color

The sun Blairs down on the blue ocean.

"eek! Baby we're finally here!" Momo said as she looks upon the horizon. Momo was wearing a pink sundress with red polka dots

"hehe I knew you'd like it." You said placing your hand on her shoulder.

"let's set up here" momo suggested.

You placed your towels down on the sand.

Momo takes off her sundress.

"so..um, wh-what do you think?"

Momo wore a red bikini with yellow beads on the bottom.

Your nose starts to bleed.

"OH UMM ahem you look great, Momo. As usual." You said averting your gaze.

"DAMN YOU, MINA!!" you thought to yourself.

In a cut scene a chibi version of mina explains the different types of bikinis to you. Chibi you sighs and the cut scene ends.

"c'mon, Y/N! Let's go swimming." Momo said pulling your arm.

"ok,ok. Just let me get this stinking dress off" you said struggling to get the dress off.

Momo unties your dress to reveal a dark blue bikini with yellow stripes going diagonal over the cups of the top.

"umm,ta-da?" You said waving your hands.

A short while later You and momo walk into the ocean for a little swim.

Momo dunks her head under to soak her hair. She pops back to rake her now damp black hair.

Sense the sun's been burning your S/C skin,you could do that too.

You took a deep breath and dunked underwater. You begin to brush your H/L H/C hair with your fingers.

You burst out of the water with your H/L in your face.

Momo laughed and raked your hair from your eyes.

"let's get back to shore and reapply sunscreen." She suggested.

You two swim to shore and momo lies down on the towel.

You pull out a tube of sunscreen and squirt some in your hands and you rub your hand all over her back.

"brr! Oh my goodness, that's cold!" Momo said shivering.

"oops. Sorry,momo." You said kissing the back of her head.

"oh no, baby girl. It's okay." Momo said.

You rub the sunscreen in Momo's sides making her giggle.

"oh,ho,ho. Ticklish, are we?" You asked still rubbing it.

"N-No!" Momo said blushing.

You flip her over on her back and blow a super long and super wet raspberry.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOHOHOHOP!!!" momo said thrashing around.

"hehe,sorry, my dear. Couldn't help myself." You said

"i-it's ok, baby. My belly is so squishy, so I can't blame you wanting to blow raspberries on me." Momo said.

You rub sunscreen on Momo's front. Often tickling her.

"hahahahahaha stahahahahap!" Momo said bucking.

"hahaha. Okay,okay. I'll show mercy." You said resting your hand on her cheek.

You gently kiss her lips.

"Want me to do you, sweetie?" She asked taking the sunscreen.

"sure thing." You said laying down.

She rubs the sunscreen on your back often tickling you.

"hehehe. Tickle tickle tickle ~" she said before flipping you over.

"ooh, I see your tummy!"

Momo blows a raspberry on your tummy shaking her head.

"mohohohomohohoho!" You said bucking.

You and momo relax on your towels. you read a book called "white fang" while momo soaks some UV rays.

After you finish chapter 2 you went to wake up momo, only to find her red as a lobster.

Momo noticed this and curls into a ball.

"ow,ow,ow!" She said

"it's ok,momo. We'll go home" you said packing up.

Part 2 on the wayyyy!!!