This one's more of a half baked idea that would prob make the fun start of a fic someday 😅
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"Comin in your days off now?"
Katsuki raised an eyebrow. "You of all people should know it's not my day off."
Ochako frowned. "It's Thursday, so it's your day off."
Katsuki blinked for a few seconds before leaning back in his chair and narrowing his eyes. "It's Friday."
"What?" Ochako pursed her lips.
"Fuckin' perfect. Thought last night was the only repercussion of the weird quirk you got hit with yesterday."
Ochako's eyes widened. "I got hit by a quirk? Yesterday?"
Katsuki nodded. "Yesterday. Thursday."
"All I remember is goin' to bed last night, Wednesday, and settin' a reminder for the okonomiyaki lunch special today, Thursday."
"Yup. You had it. Said you wanted more shrimp in it next time."
Ochako sighed and her shoulders fell. "I should go get this quirk checked out."
Katsuki hummed and stood up, accompanying her without drawing attention to it. "So, you don't remember anythin' about yesterday?"
Ochako frowned and shook her head. "Remember goin' to bed on Wednesday and wakin up today thinkin it was Thursday."
Katsuki hummed and stuck his hands in his pocket.
Ochako tilted her head to look up at him. "Why? What'd I do yesterday?" She bit her lip. "Tell me I didn't do anything embarrassing like try to play Chubby Bunny with mochi in the office."
Katsuki glanced down at her from the corner of his eyes but remained silent.
"Oh no." Ochako gasped. "Did I like show up to work in my underwear or somethin'?"
Katsuki looked at her with a sly smile but still didn't say anything.
"Ok, you're freaking me out. Please tell me I didn't propose to Gang Orca or somethin'. It was just one dream, and I swore off fish sticks for a month after." She groaned
Katsuki choked on air and paused to stare at her in awe before chuckling softly. "Nah, nothin' like that."
"What then?" Ochako pouted.
Katsuki smirked before continuing the walk to their agency's medics. "You came over to my place and confessed your undying love to me while wearin' black market Dynamight lingerie."
Damn. Ochako knew she should've bought the official merch.
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She didn't mean to see them on purpose, but when they fell out of the dryer during a frantic laundry switch, she wasn't about to just leave them on the ground.
Uraraka did what any kind person would do. She picked them up, folded them, and placed them on the laundry room table.
Well, that's what she would've done if she hadn't inadvertently whimpered at the touch of its fabric.
Her eyes snapped down to the article of clothing in her hand as she carefully started to inspect it. She rubbed the cloth between her fingers and gulped.
It felt unimaginably soft.
She tugged at it gently, holding it between 4 fingers.
Soft and strong.
She held it up to the light and noticed the little beams floating through the almost microscopic holes.
Soft, strong, and breathable.
"Ok, weird is an understatement. When you said he was acting weird, I thought you meant like he was giving out compliments. Not that he suddenly thought he had a wife," the redhead sighed.
Midoriya chuckled nervously, "The quirk that hit him was just identified as something that replaces the current you with a future you," he gulped and turned to look at the door to the hospital room, "He's been screaming for a wife since he woke up."
Just all-round Ochabowl😈
NSFW. ⚠️
Public-ish masturbation, unintended uses of objects found in a classroom, fantasies, mild exhibitionism maybe, Ochako is a beautiful, filthy little shit.
We'll see how this goes.
Ochako had a secret.
Behind those large doe eyes, soft pink cheeks, and a beaming smile, only she knew just how ravenous she truly was.
She volunteered for weekly classroom cleanups when she realized it meant private access to the space.
Well not quite /private/.
The first time it happened, she'd taken over for Deku's clean up night because he had a meeting with All Might. It started out innocent enough.
She wiped down the chalkboards, using her quirk to reach the very top. Then she wiped down the windows, pressing herself to the glass.
"You guys are missin' a good workout!" Kiri huffed as he plopped down beside Sero and Kami.
"Bro, I don't come to the beach to work out." Sero said, offhandedly, not even looking toward the red head.
Kiri frowned and followed the other boys' eyeline.
Relaxing a few feet away was Uraraka, lazily licking a popsicle. She was propped up on an elbow, with most of her face covered by a large hat she'd borrowed from Mina.
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What was visible, however, was her tongue darting out to catch the melting drops before they rolled down her sternum, only to be caught by the hardest working bikini string on the beach.