#kacchako+fic

[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

#lol yep todays lesson is don’t leave ya stuff in the laundry room lmao #why does she look good in everything though ?? hahaha #mha #my hero academia #bnha #boku no hero academia #uraraka ochako #ochako uraraka #kacchako #bakugo katsuki #izuocha #izuku midoriya #todochako #mha art #mha headcanon #mha fic #bnha fanart #kirichako #pjseveryday #illustration #art #sketchbook #digital illustration #fanart #anime art #uravity #eijirou kirishima

[greenhappyseed]

Anyone interested in some fic recs? Here’s a few ones I recently read and am enjoying — I prefer long, slow burn stories heavy on characterization/character study with adult protagonists, so that’s what’s on the list! As always, check the ratings and mind the tags; almost all are M for themes/language and a few have E chapters. This list is not exhaustive, and doesn’t include many older works, so if you have q’s or want more recs, ask away!

EraserMight

Blood Orange by @flyingjemsaucer is my happy place right now (the author has other lovely EraserMight fics too). It’s a wonderful AU with orange farmer/vendor Toshinori and teacher Aizawa. This one is interesting and different because Toshinori is un-injured and Aizawa has his post-PLF disabilities. As a bonus, this fic also has great DadMight and Dadzawa, with David Shield and married Mic/Midnight as the best friends of the lead pair.

Closed Fist and Bleeding Heart by MoonlightAndDust (who I believe also wrote this AU twitfic). Just all around good, canon universe, angsty EraserMight.

EraserMic

Nine Lives by machiroads (also check out the author’s Naruhata Noir, which ties in to Vigilantes lore). This one is set during Aizawa’s canon post-war hospital stay and features a super fun Mirko, snarky little shithead [affectionate] Shinso, and good OCs. Honestly, the EraserMic romance is just one part of the story, and that’s fine because it’s full of other things.

And When It All Goes to Hell by @purekesseltrash (also check out the author’s Rooftop Necromancy series for a band AU). Both of these fics are examples of an author’s other hobbies/interests making the fic truly special. This one is a hockey AU and it’s great! Filled with lots of cool details, it cuts between the teenage rooftop trio and the adult Hizashi and Shouta reuniting after 10+ years to figure their shit out. Knowing some hockey stuff helps, but isn’t required at all — the drama is still there! And if you want to read about 1A students in this hockey AU, then you’re in luck because the author has that too (though I have yet to read it myself only because I prefer adult protagonists).

ToshInko

Naive Melody by @aconstantstateofbladerunner. I also like many of the author’s other works including For Kurou and Dekugate, but I think this one deserves more attention for its terrifying premise and action sequences. It keeps the core “hero society” concept from MHA and then goes and does its own thing. Also, I love the Talking Heads references — you KNOW how I get with my 80s new wave music!

Bones of You by @thoughtfulraven. A really sweet story set in the canon universe, with BFFs Inko and Mitsuki and a closer look at Toshinori’s mental state.

Nighteye/All Might

Happiness by @puddinginthemix made me like Nighteye, and that’s a feat. Set in the canon universe with canon events…I’ll just say this one made me tear up a bit.

DadMight and gen All Might

Living Well by @krisingtons is super sweet. If you want some DadMight fluff, this is where you go. (I also happen to really like the Quirk Development Theories series, especially the OC that pairs off with Inko in one of the later stories because they all work together so well to support Izuku).

Learning to Trust by @siriusfan13, a longtime favorite. Not only is this a fantastic look at All Might in the year before he agreed to work at UA, but the author links some amazing DadMight/genMight fic recs at the end of (most) chapters.

Kacchako & also Hawks (WhaaAAaa????)

Toy Soldiers by AJLenoire is a bit of a wild card on this list, but it’s really well-written. The multiple subplots within the Kacchako plot and the Hawks/OC plot are all fun, and the Hawks/OC relationship is a blast.

#fic recs #mha fic rec #bnha fic recs #EraserMight #eraserMic #toshinko #dadmight #kacchako

[bakugosmosaicbrokenhearts]

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

#I’ve been in the fandom for around 6 years I’ve got some works I’d love to share #bakugou katsuki #bnha #mha #bakudeku #kiribaku #todobaku #kacchako #fic recs #fan fiction #fanfic recommendation #fic recommendation

[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 🫶

#tsuyu asui #asui tsuyu #ochako uraraka #uraraka ochako #katsuki bakugou #bakugou katsuki #bnha #mha #mha fic #mha fic art #fic art #my art #what a name means #<- title of series #kacchako #bakutsuyu #tsuchako #bakutsuchako #<- i will make that a tag so help me god. #lennon talks #bakugou x uraraka #tsuyu x bakugou #tsuyu x ochako

[haveyoureadthisfanfic]

Summary: Uraraka is on track to becoming an excellent hero. She does well in school, had an insightful internship with one of the most popular heroes of their generation, and she is supported by the many wonderful people around her. But one tiny mistake leads to a life changing decision that could ruin her chances of becoming the hero she has always wanted to be.

Author: @novacaine-sea

Note from submitter: Be aware that this fic deals with unplanned teen pregnancy.

#official fic poll #haveyoureadthisfic #pollblr #fanfiction #fanfic #fandom culture #internet culture #tumblr polls #fandom poll #side effects #my hero academia #mha #bnha #boku no hero academia #kacchako #tw teen pregnancy #dddne

[madmadmilk]

lol to the people who keeps leaving hate comments on my dumb anime ships,,. thanks for reading 10K of gibberish, i guess?? i hope u continued to be haunted by them 👍

for reference i started writing for my hero academia, for ochako uraraka x bakugo katuski [kacchako] (i am already writhing in embarrassment, ok)... and it's just for fun.... i'm not like expecting anything but omg very chapter is just SPAMMED....

is this normal in anime fandoms?? is this normal anywhere????

like can someone just confirm with me that this is crazy:

like oops sorry to put these people on blast but like... is this normal.... ??? i'm scared to block them cos if what they just post more??? i'm so lost bruh

i've hesitated making other anime-fandom-centric friends cos of this lol, so yeah anyone well versed and like... reasonable, can you just like tell me what to do LOL

anyway for now i've gotten this on all my (TWO) fics:

#lol i've never really posted on AO3 but like this is sincerely the firs time i've gotten mean comments lmao #their analysis is irrelevant but the fact that they're spamming my account is what hurts my feeling slmao #WHY DO YOU HAVE SO MUCH TIME ON YOUR HANDS TO HATE A NON CANON JUST FOR FUNSIES FIC #i'm kind of scared to block or delete the comments in case they come back to spam more like.. they're THAT crazy #am i even writing something controversial? no #continually just shocked at the fact that people are just commenting huh #mha #personal #madmadmilk #kacchako #ao3 #ochako x bakugou #bnha #discourse #long post

[another-miracle]

6. Block

in all my loneliest paths, you were the perfect obstacle

Her swing was thwarted by his arms positioned in front of his face to receive it, a manic grin slicing across his lips, he shouted, “That all you got, Round Face!?”

7. Comfort

in the mundane, in the madness

He tossed his hoodie over her head, shielding her tears, before placing his hand over her head - a warm, gentle thing.

8. Canopy

take cover under the stars, they fall to the beat of your heart

“I think I would’ve liked to be an astronaut,” she said, fingers rifling through the night air before finding their way between his own.

9. Creek

where the river flows, nobody knows

He was spread thin, she knew, how he overturned every little corner, how he uncovered every shelter, in search for the boy he once called weak, quirkless, useless; there was no grasping him as he slipped through her fingers once more.

10. Dinner

i will set a table for every memory you burn

It was in the dead of night he found her crouched in front of the TV, switching through channels, a half-eaten ramen cup forgotten on the coffee table; pan in hand, briefly, he contemplated a switch in careers.

#kacchako #bnha #bakugou katsuki #yixin’s fic #50 one-word prompts #ochako uraraka

[ochako-deserves-better]

It would be weird- Kacchako (romantic) [Past IzuOcha]

Inspired by this post

Ochako found the better part of her class sitting in a circle on the floor in the common room. Maybe it was nostalgia that compelled them to relive their first bonding night in the dorms, maybe it was sadness at the countdown on their days together. Unlike their first year, however, a slightly-less-grumpy-but-still-grumpy Bakugo joined the festivities (at least mostly) by his own choice. He settled himself diagonal from her, with Kirishima and Mina separating the two.

They joked about the "Dekusquad" and the "Bakusquad," and how the groups blended seamlessly about a third of the way through their second year together. Couples emerged and ended with no animosity. The deep-rooted platonic bond between every member of the group seemed to be indestructible.

...It wasn't like Ochako hadn't thought about it. She's had crushes on a few of her classmates, but was too afraid to risk the fallout should their relationship go sour... even though, as she had mentioned, there hasn't been a nasty break up... ever.

Her current crush has tortured her for nearly a year, her mind consistently plagued with scarlet eyes and the crackle of firecrackers. His passion and drive has always drawn Ochako in, but as their friendship grew, she had seen an endearing side to the boy that had completely captured her heart.

But this was it. In less than a month they'd all be going to their new agencies, potentially never working together again. In less than a month, that secretly sweet smile would no longer live across the hall.

"Girl, are you good?" Mina shook Ochako's shoulder, chasing away the thought.

"Wha-? Oh, yeah, sorry! Just, lost in thought I guess," she trailed off with a laugh.

"So? Truth or dare?" Mina asked, a devious grin on her face.

Ochako swore under her breath. Izuku or Jirou would've given her something low-risk, but Mina was evil in these games. What she chose didn't matter--she was going to reveal something. "Ugh, Mina why me?" she whined. "Fine. Uh, truth? I guess? Please be nice to me."

Mina laughed, "No way. Hmmm," she tapped her index finger to her chin as she thought, glancing at Bakugo before turning back to her.

Shit. Why did she tell Mina she had a thing for Bakugo??

"Why haven't you dated anyone since your two dates with Midoriya? And I know for a fact it's not that you still like him," she teased. Ochako and Midoriya decided together that they loved each other in a strictly platonic way after a catastrophic attempt at kissing each other.

"Mina, please," Ochako cried, her face blooming in red as her friends laughed. She knew that all eyes were on her, but Bakugo's gaze burned into the side of her face, forcing her to look at the floor to avoid making eye contact.

"Wait! Mina, do you know who she likes?!" Hagakure called out, gloved hands flying up to cover her mouth [assumedly].

Ochako whined, admitting to the whole group that yes, she had feelings for someone, and yes, Mina knew their identity.

"I am sworn to secrecy," Mina shook her head, "So, O.cha.ko.chan?" she sang sweetly. "Why are you still single?"

Ochako buried her head in her hands, "I dunno," she admitted after collecting herself, "We've gotten really close as friends and... it'd be weird."

"How do you know?" a new voice spoke up, making Ochako's heart stutter. She snapped her head up, staring at Bakugo with wild eyes. "You're running out of time, Cheeks. You really okay with never knowing if they feel the same way?"

Oh God. Oh no. He knew. He definitely knew. "I don't. uh. I don't think it's mutual so."

"But you don't know?" Bakugo countered. Ochako swore everyone else disappeared, suddenly it was just Bakugo and Ochako, face to face.

"I guess not?" Ochako stammered out, "um. I-- I need to get a drink or uh. I'll be right back, someone else take my turn for me." She rose from her spot, half skipping out of the room to try to play off her panic.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Mina scoot around Kirishima.

In the kitchen, Ochako grabbed two ice packs and all but slammed them against her face. The cold sensation made her gasp, but she needed something, anything to think about except what just happened. She needed to calm down, and quickly.

She startled when the kitchen door slammed open. She felt two hands clap on her shoulder and spin her around. "What did Mina mean by--" Bakugo started to snap, before his eyes focused on the icepacks "What the fuck are you doing."

Ochako stared at him, mouth agape. "What did she tell you?" she forced herself to speak.

"Just that I needed to go after you. I fucked up, didn't I? I shouldn't have put you on the spot like that."

"It's not that." She set the icepacks down. Now or never. "It wasn't what was said. It was the fact that it was you that said it." She squared her shoulders, embarrassment evolving into frustration. "Bakugo, if you knew I liked you, why would you embarrass me like that?!"

"I-!" Bakugo faltered. He dropped his hands from her shoulders, dumbly pointing at himself with his left hand. "Me?"

Ochako blinked owlishly at the boy. "Are you saying... you didn't know?"

Bakugo screwed up his face, "No?! Because if I knew, we wouldn't be having this conversation, dumbass! I-" He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he took a deep breath. Ochako was too distracted by her own heart pounding in her ears to notice the crimson blush radiating from his ears.

"You were going to let us graduate without telling me?" he said after a while, his voice wavering as he tried to rein in his emotions.

"I mean, yeah. I don't want to lose you, and.."

"You thought you'd lose me what, if we broke up?"

"yeah? Or if you were weirded out that I liked you, or--"

"Stop. Stop. I," his hands found her shoulders again. "I was going to tell you on Graduation Day. That way if you rejected me I wouldn't have to think about you being across the fuckin' hall." She felt his hands tug on her shoulders, coaxing her toward him. Ochako beamed, throwing herself against him and wrapping her arms around him.

They held each other for a beat, before the rest of the situation reentered their minds. "We should go back, I don't want to miss our last real hangout as a group," Ochako lamented as she stepped out of his grasp. Bakugo nodded, gesturing for her to lead the way.

As they entered back into the room, the game was still in full swing. Kirishima was upside-down, doing handstand pushups in the center of the circle. Laughing at their friend's antics, the two settled back into the circle opting this time to sit side by side.

Kirishima flipped back to his feet, giving a dramatic bow to the cheers from the circle. "Bakubro! Did you see that?" Kirishima beamed at his best friend. "Bet you can't beat my record!" he teased, leaning down to be closer to eye level without sitting.

Bakugo scoffed, leaning back on his arms, "Shut the fuck up, you know I can kick your ass at anything." Ochako rolled her eyes, laughing lightly at his showboating. He glanced at her, the right side of his mouth curling up at her reaction.

"Okay, Fine. Bakugo. Truth or dare?" Kirishima asked, a challenge in his grin.

"Bring it on. Dare. And make it a good one, none of that baby shit."

"I dare you to climb up th--" Kirishima started, before Mina leaped to her feet and slapped her hand over his mouth.

"No! Physical challenges aren't a dare to Bakugo!" Mina interrupted. "We need to hit him where it hurt. Emotions."

The entire group crowed with laughter. Izuku laughed so hard his eyes began to water. "Shut up," Bakugo groaned. He shot an icy glare toward Izuku, "especially you, shithead." He shifted his gaze back to Mina. "Go ahead."

Mina's eyes met Ochako's quickly before returning to the blonde. "I dare you to confess to your crush." She smirks.

Bakugo deadpanned. "Nah. Can't do that. Gimme another one."

Mina put her hands on her hips, a smug look on her face. "What's the matter? Scared?"

"Nah. It's not that. It's just--" Reaching out, Bakugo hooked Ochako's farther shoulder with his hand, yanking her toward him. She not-so-gracefully thunked into him, her heart threatening to leap out of her chest. Ochako craned her neck to look at him, wide-eyed. Swiftly, Bakugo leaned down and pressed a quick kiss to Ochako's temple. Looking back to Mina with a toothy grin on his face, Bakugo smugly finished the thought, "I already did."

How many different ways can I write about Uraraka and Bakugo confessing to each other? When I made this side blog, I figured I'd be writing for other ships too, but once I started writing Kacchako, they have completely taken over my brain. I love them so much 😭 Feel free to request other ships if you want. Or if you have other Kacchako requests, I'd be happy to give it a shot! (I also might be working on a bigger fic, Actress/Bodyguard Quirkless AU 👀 But that one will probably be the first fic on my new, second AO3 account lol)

#bnha #bnha drabble #bnha writing #kacchako #mha #mha drabble #mha writing #dynamight x uravity #bakugo x uraraka #oops another kacchako confession fic #their dynamic is just so good #hope you aren't sick of these yet because I have SO many more ideas lmfao

[a-sentimental-man]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Uraraka Ochako Characters: Uraraka Ochako, Bakugou Katsuki Additional Tags: Fluff and Humor, this is so fluffy, Sickfic, Domestic Fluff, Quirk Side Effects (My Hero Academia), Sappy Bakugou Katsuki, Forehead Kisses, this is so fucking soft, POV Uraraka Ochako, Vomiting, copious amounts of yearning, Bakugou Katsuki is Whipped, Uraraka Ochako is a Dork, together they make miracles Summary:

"You okay, Cheeks?" he asked, his tone brusque, but eyes filled with a concern she knew was only reserved for the people closest to him. She'd always thought there was more to Katsuki, ever since the Sports Festival in their first year at UA, but the feelings she'd recently felt stir up in her was new—they'd been building and building ever since they'd partnered together more often than not, and Ochako didn't know what to do with them.

"I'm fine," she replied, her voice dry. Immediately, her words were belied by the way she leaned over him to puke her guts out, and. Well. Guess she was a liar too. Katsuki made a grunt—a concerned grunt, she realised belatedly—and barked something into his mic, sharp and urgent.

Ochako gets hit with a quirk from a villain. Katsuki takes care of her.

#kacchako #bakuraka #bakugo katsuki x uraraka ochako #I wrote more kacchako!! #my fics

[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

#reposting as it's own post cos i feel likeeee ya'll didn't see this #ochako logic lol 'if i steal your clothes... you still have to wash it' and he's like 'WHY' and does it anyway cos he he's a perfectionist #katsuki 'throws folded laundry at your face' bakugo #ochako uraraka #katsuki bakugo #kacchako #bnha #mha #my hero academia #mha art #mha fic #ochako x bakugou #mha headcanon #bnha art #mha fanart #mha ochako #bakugou katsuki #pjseveryday #illustration #art #digital illustration #fanart #anime art #izuku midoriya #tsuyu asui #uravity #dynamight #deku

[prolestariwrites]

Fic Round-Up

Now that AO3 is back up, I thought it would be a good idea to give some recommendations for my followers. I have a lot of fics published, so if you're not sure where to start, here are some suggestions:

Currently Publishing: 365 (Love Between Fairy and Devil/Modern AU) Unforgiven (Resident Evil)

If you're still here from Nanatsu no Taizai: In the mood for a longfic? The Divine Gambit Looking for smut with feels? The Dark Heart series Sick of Melizabeth? The Lion of Britannia

If you're here for Resident Evil: Looking for something sexy? Triple Play Only got a few minutes? Briefing

If you're here for Devil May Cry: Need some feels? Unspoken Legacy Want something lighthearted? Time To Go

If you're here for Kacchako: Want a multi-chapter fic? The Switch Short and sweet? One Hundred Kisses

Random suggestions: Funny and sexy: The Rule LeeEul angst: I'll Walk Endlessly Around You More smut please: Seven Days Seven Sins

#fanfiction #nnt #resident evil #devil may cry #dmc #kacchako #bnha #tkem #lbfad #love between fairy and devil #fic rec

[inosukebakugo]

Guess who wrote a The Proposal AU for dynavity because it was definitely me and it is definitely going to be a beast

It’s already 4 chapters and they haven’t even left for the trip. If you like rom coms, this is gonna be for you bbs

#bnha #mine #my writing #mha #bakugo katsuki #uraraka ochacho #dynavity #kacchaco #kacchako #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #fic #fic announcement

[panpanicatmha]

THE MAIN EVENT IS HERE LADIES AND GENTS. ITS GIRLS NIGHT FEATURING BAKUGO THE GREMLIN SON

#(wo)Manizer #bkdk #bkdk fluff #panpanicatmha fic* #dkbk fluff #dkbk #kacchako friendship #bakumomo friendship #bakugo x class 1a girls #<- PLATONIC #camiemina #panpanicatmha*

[treloninjaki]

A comic based on @lupizora ‘s captivating fanfic, “Tune the Volume” beta’d by the lovely Kim (@/sunflair on twt)

For this year’s kacchako Big Bang event 💥🍵

Thank you mods for organizing, the creators for participating and the amazing fans for their love and support 🫂💗💗💗

#kacchako #uraraka ochako #bakugou katsuki #bakuraka #mha #bnha #kacchakobb2022 #my art #nindraws #this fic is wonderful and y’all should give it a shot #it was a pleasure working with you all.. ;w; #had lots of fun working on this #keep on experimenting with styles and coloring ways :pepehands:

[junesaber]

“Tats and Bruises” Rated M 

NSFW Fic #kacchako 

Summary- Ochako has a consultation with none other than Bakugo Katsuki. One of The Top 10 Tattoo artist in Japan. He’s known for his surly attitude and overall brash demeanor and is damn near impossible to book a session. Ochako thinks she can handle him. She wasn’t quite prepared for what he’ll offer. 

CW- Spanking, Slight Degradation, Dom/Sub undertones, bruising, biting, mentions of shibari, exhibitionism 

I have it posted on AO3 and Twitter under JuneSaber ❤️

“What do you want?” Bakugo barked, not bothering to lift his head from his sketch pad. 

There was a slight pause before a voice he didn’t recognize spoke up. 

“Um…a tattoo?”

He threw down his pen and looked up to see a pretty brunette standing nervously at the doorway. 

Bakugo Katsuki had made a name for himself over the last decade. It took months to get a consultation with him, and if you came across as an idiot, you either paid more or never got a chance to book a session with him. This girl was off to a shitty start. 

She was probably his three o’clock consultation. He glanced down at his calendar at the highlighted name. Ochako Uraraka. 

Bakugo scoffed. “Obviously.”

He motioned for her to enter. She walked in timidly, closing the door behind her. Bakugo gave her a once-over. Dressed in a loose-fitting gray Tee and a pair of leggings that hugged her curves. She looked like a dull, goody two shoes through and through.  

Bakugo didn’t feel like working on a stupid cutesy tat. After she’s done stammering about what she wanted, he’ll send her over to Tsu. 

“Walk me through it. Why did you choose me? 

She absentmindedly picked at the bottom of her shirt. “I heard you were one of the best.”

He smirked.” I am the best.”

He pointed to the chair by his desk. 

“Sit,” he commanded; the faster this was over, the better. 

“Yes, sir,” Ochako mumbled under her breath. 

She took her seat and looked at the man whose reputation brought her to this parlor. His ashen blond hair was styled in an undercut, the very tips of it dyed black. A line of piercings went across his right ear—sharp angular face and red eyes that were currently boring into her. 

“Where do you want it?” Bakugo grunted. 

“My…my thigh?“ she replied, her tone unsure. 

He huffed in annoyance. “Fuck off if you’re going to waste my time.” 

“Are you always such a dick?”

“Are you always this insufferable?”

Ochako bit down on her tongue. It probably wasn’t the best idea to piss off your tattoo artist. 

“Are you going to be a big girl, and tell me what you want?” he asked, turning his chair towards her. 

“I want it on my thigh,” she replied, her voice more assertive this time. 

“Yeah, no shit,” Bakugo replied with a roll of his eyes. “What do you want on your thigh? An infinity symbol?” He said with a shit-eating grin. 

Bakugo leaned forward a bit. “A lover's initials that you’ll end up coming back for a coverup.”

Her face turned maroon. Oh, this man was a particular brand of an asshole. 

“I want a girl bound and gagged surrounded by flowers.” Ochako blurted out. 

He sat back in his chair, raised an eyebrow in surprise, and grinned. 

“Kinky.” He pushed off the desk. “I wouldn’t have pegged you for the type.”

Bakugo reached into his desk drawer and pulled out a notebook shaped like a grenade. He opened it and grabbed a new pen. Ochako breathed out a sigh of relief. 

“You got my attention. Now I need details.” Bakugo glanced down at her bag on the floor. 

“You got any reference pics?”

She shook her head. “I saw your portfolio. I’ll take whatever vision you have.” 

Bakugo jotted down a few things in his notebook before turning back to her. 

“How big do you want it? 

“Pretty big,” Ochako said as she pointed to the area; she wanted to be inked.  “I have a lot of canvas to work with.”

He eyed her legs with an approving stare. 

“What are things you like?” Bakugo asked as he jotted down the dimensions. 

“Um…I really like space. Pink. Mochi. Books.” Ochako's voice dropped down to a whisper, “rope.” 

Bakugo couldn’t hold back his smirk. He misjudged this girl. 

“Anything you want me to avoid?”

“No roses. Not heavily colored.” 

“What position do you want her in?“

“Can I give you two, and you pick whatever you like best?” She asked, suddenly shy. 

“Two?” He questioned. 

“I wouldn’t want to hinder your vision, but they’re my favorite positions.” she replied apologetically, “either a hogtie or the crab.”

Bakugo eyed her and shrugged. “Whatever,” he replied with no malice in his tone. 

He scribbled something in his notepad before slamming it shut. 

“See you in two weeks.” He stated before waving her out of his office. 

Ochako stepped out of the tattoo parlor, her appointment secured.

“What an asshole,” she thought to herself. 

If he weren’t such a dick, he would be pretty damn attractive. 

Two weeks on the dot, Ochako received two text messages. 

“Pinky here from  Explosion Tattoo and Piercing! Your appointment is going to be around 4-6 hours. Bring snacks, air pods, and your phone charger. Oh, and water, but we have some in-house if you forget. Whatever makes you happy and keeps you entertained (boss man ain’t the type for chit chat as an FYI.),” the first message read. 

The second message was much shorter. 

“Wear pants that are easy to take off. No underwear. Don’t be late.” 

Thankfully no one was around to see her cheeks flush red. 

No underwear?  

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Bakugo pulled out his tablet and brought up two files. 

“Here are the stencils I drew up.” 

“Oh wow,” Ochako gushed.  

One was a girl with a crown of planets on her head staring out into a watercolor cosmos. She was crab tied, her head leaning toward her right shoulder, staring at the scene above her. The ropes were the palest shade of pink. An open book by her feet opened to a page of lavender fields. 

The other was laid out daintily on a bed of soft grass, rosemary and lavender. Her face was serene, the indentations of the supple ropes apparent against her curves as the girl pressed her face against the petals. Her skin kissed by the sun. 

“I don’t know how to pick. They’re both so amazing.” Ochako exclaimed, switching back and forth between the two images. 

“Don’t I know it,” Bakugo said smugly. 

Ochako was giddy. “Can I have both?” 

“You’re booked for one.” 

“I mean, I have two thighs.” She pointed to the girl hogtied on the field. “Can I save this one for another day?”

“Let’s finish this one first before you start getting ideas.” 

Bakugo stood from his desk and went to a narrow closet by his table. He reached into a bin and pulled out a dark green towel with orange stitching along with a plastic spray bottle. 

“Oi,” he called out and tossed it to Ochako. 

He sprayed down the chair before grabbing a handful of paper towels to dry it. 

“I’ll leave the room to print out your stencil,” he pointed to the table. “You get settled and throw that towel over yourself.” He ordered as he walked out the door. 

“Don’t waste time,” she heard him mumble through the wood. 

Ochako quickly took off her pants and grabbed her bag. She placed it on the table that was by the chair. 

Sitting in this room in her hoodie and a thin cotton towel covering her bottom half, Ochako felt so exposed. 

“I’m ready!” Ochako called out with a shaky voice. 

Bakugo walked back into the room with a tray in hand. He closed the door behind him and locked the door. With his free hand, he brought a small sliding table by the sink to her chair and kicked over a small bar stool. 

Bakugo sprayed down the chair and table, wiping them up quickly. He quickly gathered his supplies. Setting them on the table on top of what looked like wax paper. 

She watched as he set up, entranced. He moved quickly and methodically. Items seemed as if they appeared from thin air—a disposable razor, nozzle bottles wrapped in plastic, spray bottles, shaving cream, and little cups that he filled with colors. 

Bakugo put on a pair of gloves and grabbed the razor along with the shaving cream. He pushed the towel off her thigh and quickly shaved the area. He grabbed a bottle from his tray and rinsed. He scrubbed something on her skin before he rinsed the site again. 

Bakugo stood, stencil in hand, as he eyed her thigh, placing it on the freshly cleaned area. 

“Don’t touch it,” he growled as he picked up the paper towels and razor, tossing them into the bin. 

He slowly peeled the stencil off. “What do you think,” he asked her. 

“It’s perfect,” Ochako replied, in awe of this masterpiece that adorned her skin. 

Bakugo nodded to himself, satisfied with his setup. He placed on a fresh pair of gloves,grabbed the needle, and turned his attention back to her. 

“Spread your legs a bit.” 

She shifted them open slowly. 

Bakugo placed his dominant arm between them, and Ochako bit her lip to keep a groan from escaping her lips. 

She could faintly hear the music blasting through his one-air pod as he leaned over her thigh. 

He looked up at her stone-faced. “Don’t move, and don’t be a baby about it.” He chastised before he leaned forward, turned on his needle, and began to get to work. 

The first line was exhilarating. The sting of the needles against Ochako’s thigh gave her a head rush. 

She could feel the heat pool between her legs. 

“Oh no!” She thought to herself. Why must her body betray her? 

She needed a distraction, so she looked down at the man currently between her thighs. 

Watching him bent over her leg just inches away from her core. Fuck why did he have to be so damn handsome? 

This wasn’t helping. Ochako felt her face flush with heat. She could already feel the wetness pooling on her lips. 

Maybe once he’s done, she could use the towel to wipe it up, and he’d be none the wiser. 

“If you keep squirming, I’ll never finish. Going to have to charge you for the extra time.” he reprimanded. 

“Sorry, pain sometimes, kinda… Um, does things to me.”

He quirked an eyebrow before bending over and returning to his work. 

Ochako focused on her breathing, trying to remain calm. But the sting of the needle felt too good. Her skin erupted in goosebumps, and it took all her might not to shiver when he reached a particularly sensitive spot. 

The minutes dragged on slowly. Ochako attempted to read the book on her phone, but she kept rereading the first paragraph over and over. 

She tried in vain to stay still, but she could feel her wetness begin to drip onto the seat. 

The buzzing sound of the needle suddenly stopped. Ochako knew he must have noticed the mess she was making. 

“I’m sorry. This is so embarrassing,” Ochako said, covering her face with her hands. 

He sighed loudly and sucked his teeth. 

“Guess I have no choice” Bakugo put down the gun on the tray and removed his gloves, tossing them into the can. 

“You need a break.”

“No! I mean, yes. I’m sorry. I’ll clean it up.”

Bakugo shook his head as he stood from his chair. 

“We’re never gonna finish if you keep acting like a bitch in heat.”

He went to the door and checked on the lock. 

Bakugo turned back to her, and Ochako swore she saw the vermillion eyes darken. 

He walked over to his sink and washed his hands. He rolled his shoulders and placed a hand on his chin, cracking his neck before turning the opposite way and repeating the motion. 

“Don’t worry. I’ll help you relax.”

Bakugo pulled away the towel that was covering her shame. He smirked. 

“Fucking knew it.” 

She covered her pussy with her hands, trying in vain to hide the wet spot on the cushion below her. 

He leaned forward. His face inches away from her own. 

“How about I take care of that for you?”

Ochako looked up at him, mouth open in shock. 

“Look, I’m not gonna get any work done if you keep squirming like some horny rabbit.”

He grabbed her wrists in one hand and pulled them up. If she weren’t in this particular situation, Ochako would admire how his hand enveloped her wrists. 

He brought his other hand down between her legs. Using his middle finger to lightly graze her entrance gathering the slick and slowly pulling it up till he landed on her clit.  

She desperately tried to bite back her moans. 

“Is that a yes?” he asked slyly. 

“You don’t have to. I’m sorry. I’m-“ she stammered out. 

“Hey,” his voice impossibly gentle. “You’re not the first one who’s needed a hand on my chair.” 

Bakugo leaned closer. His lips ghosted by her ear. 

“Let me help.” 

This Adonis of a man managed to break down the last of her resolve with just three words. 

“Please,” Ochako whined. 

“Good girl.” 

He placed one arm on the base of the chair by her head. Bakugo reached in between her legs again. Pressing his thumb against her clit. 

Ochako was in heaven. Bakugo somehow knew exactly what she needed. The perfect amount of pressure, the precise movement of his fingers. Her hands clamped down on the cushions of the chair. He leaned forward, running his teeth over the hollow of her neck before he bit down, dragging a loud satisfied moan out of her. 

“Hey, Pinky! Does Kat have an appointment now?” A male voice said suddenly from the hallway. 

The stranger's question pulled her back into reality. How could she be so stupid? She forgot they were in his studio. Anyone could hear her moaning like a wanton whore.

“Wait, they can hear,” she whispered, reaching between her legs to stop his hand from moving. 

“Fuck those extras.” he snarled. “Focus on me,” Bakugo demanded. 

He attacked her clit with fervor. She was so close, having been edged by the needle these past two hours. 

How could she not? His fingers were seconds away from bringing her over the edge. She gave in to his ministrations. Extras be damned. 

“God, you’re so wet,” he said huskily. 

He pressed a few small circles against her sensitive nub before dipping down and pushing his finger into her wet heat. 

“Wish I could stuff this cute little hole,” Bakugo whispered as he pumped into her. Crooking his finger against her sensitive walls, searching for her sweet spot. 

She was desperate for release, and the idea of getting fucked on this chair made her crave it.  “Please?” Ochako whined. 

His hand faltered for a second before he resumed his pumping. 

“You sure?” He asked.

She nodded, biting her lip. Bakugo pulled his fingers out of her center, and she moaned at the emptiness. 

��Stand up, and lean over the table. I ain’t fucking up my work 'cause you’re desperate for my cock.”

“Why that way?” She managed to ask as she slipped off the table.  

“With thighs this thick, can you blame me for wanting to grab them and mark them up? Can’t have that.” 

He ran one finger on the crest of her hip. “So these will do.” 

She wanted it so bad. But Bakugo was right. He can’t fuck up his canvas. Ochako leaned over the table, standing on her tiptoes to give him a better view. 

“You said you like pain?”

He slapped her ass. 

“Yes or no?”

She nodded, the pain making her thighs tremble. 

“Oi, be direct, or you’re not getting my dick.”

“Yes, please. Hit me. Hit me harder,” Ochako begged, relishing the sting. 

“Such a little pain slut.” Bakugo said with a devilish sneer. He brought down his hand to her left cheek, the force almost knocking her forward. 

He rushed to his desk and yanked open a drawer, pulling out a condom. Bakugo ripped open a corner with his teeth and pulled on the rubber over his throbbing member. 

Bakugo stepped in between her spread legs. Ochako immediately bowed her back, desperate for him to stuff her full. 

"Such a needy slut," she heard him mutter under his breath. 

God, she needs him to keep talking. Degrade her, use her. Anything, if it meant she could finally cum. 

He rubbed his hand over her right cheek before delivering a harsh slap. 

Ochako shrieked. 

"Again!" She demanded, arching her back as far as it could go. 

Bakugo palmed her cheek before delivering another hard slap. 

Ochako gripped the chair, eyes glassy, relishing in the pleasure. 

Bakugo leaned down 

"You take my hits so well; such a good girl," he whispered into her ear. 

He lined himself up against her hole. Bakugo dug his fingers into her hips and thrust forward. 

"Fuck” he groaned, "you're so fucking tight." 

He pulled back slowly, enjoying watching her squirm. He let the tip of his cock tease at her entrance. Ochako let out a small whimper. 

"Please," Ochako begged as she tried to push herself back onto his cock. 

Bakugo gripped her hips tighter, his fingers sure to leave bruises. 

"What? You don't want it nice and slow?" he taunted. 

She shook her head, tears threatening to spill over. 

"Since you've been a good client and haven't complained." he mused, massaging soothing circles on her reddened cheeks. "I guess I can give you what you want."

Bakugo slammed his hips forward, knocking the wind out of her. 

He began a hard, brutal pace. Ochako barely had a chance to breathe between thrusts. She couldn't form words, unable to manage a gasp from his relentless pounding. Bakugo reached his arm between her legs, his fingers finding her clit. He pushed against the sensitive bud, and Ochako saw white. Her orgasm rushed over her. 

Bakugo didn't stop his brutal pace. He pulled his hand back and grasped her hips, pulling her toward him as he continued to thrust into her as forcefully as he could. Her feet almost lifted off the floor as he continued on, chasing his own release. 

He abruptly stopped with a loud groan. Bakugo wrapped an arm around her waist and used the other to braced himself against the chair. The both of them panting heavily. They stayed like this for a few moments, catching their breaths as he softened within her. 

Bakugo stood and pulled out, quickly removing and tying the end of the condom. He tossed it into the bin. Ochako felt boneless, leaning her entire weight on the table, making no attempt to get upright. 

As she came down from her high, Bakugo reached into his pocket and pulled out a small white tube.

“Hnng?” She mumbled in question

“Some numbing cream; I did a number on you there.”

He gently applied the cream onto her reddened cheeks. She let out a soft moan. 

“Don’t get riled up now,” Bakugo said with a smirk. 

He capped the cream and threw it back in the drawer. He gently lifted Ochako by the shoulders and hugged her tightly. Peppering the side of her face with soft kisses. 

She sighed in contentment, melting into his embrace. They stayed like that for a few moments before he gently pulled away. He laid a towel on his desk chair and pulled her over to sit. He threw another clean towel over her and patted her head before reaching into the small mini fridge by his desk. 

He pulled out a water bottle, twisted the cap, and handed it to her. 

She graciously accepted. 

He reached into it again before pulling out a small, slender package of mochi. He shut the fridge door with his foot and tore open the box laying it in front of her on the desk. 

She watched through hazy eyes as Bakugo disinfected his station, occasionally sipping from the bottle in her hand. 

He walked back toward her. 

“Hey,” he said, his voice low and soothing. 

She could vaguely make out the questions he asked. Letting him help her stand and leading her back to the table. 

Bakugo resettled her into the chair and threw another towel over her. He cupped her cheek and gently ran his thumb over it. Murmuring till she resurfaced. 

“Hey,” Ochako said, blinking slowly. 

“Hey,” he replied, his vermillion eyes on her. “Ready to call it a session?”

She shook her head. “I don’t want to ruin your work,” she said as she looked down at the half-finished piece. 

He nodded. 

“Let’s get the outline done,” he said after eyeing the clock “we can always book another day if you can’t.  Just tell me if it’s too much.” 

He rewashed his hands and put on a new pair of gloves. He returned to work in silence, and Ochako leaned against the cushion, sighing in contentment. The sting of the needle was now soothing. Ochako reached into her purse on the side table and pulled out her headphones. She set up her favorite playlist and settled against the chair in a dreamless sleep.  

“Oi. Wake up” 

Her eyes opened wide, confused for a brief moment before remembering where she was. 

He clicked on a small ring light, and Bakugo leaned over, taking a few photos from different angles. 

“She’s so pretty, Ochako’s said in awe as she admired his art. “Thank you.”

“Here,” he handed her a pamphlet on tattoo care. 

“Talk to Pinky up front to set up your next appointment.” He said as he exited the room. “She’ll have your bill ready.” Bakugo called back behind him. 

Ochako slipped on her sweats, careful not to rub the material in her fresh tattoo. 

She walked slowly over to reception. 

The pink-haired girl gave her a once over as she smacked her gum. 

“Don’t worry; he doesn’t charge extra for rocking your world,” she said with a wink. 

Ochako turned to beat red, dropping her wallet onto the counter. 

“I…Um. Ok.” She stammered as she picked up her wallet and shakily passed her card to the girl. 

Ochako wanted nothing more than to get home and sleep. Now that the high had worn off, she was beyond embarrassed by what went down today. 

Bakugo was leaning against the wall outside the parlor, cigarette dangling loosely from his lips as he idly scrolled his phone. 

She hurried past him, keeping her eyes on the sidewalk, avoiding his gaze. 

“See you in a few weeks,” he said behind her. 

A shiver went up her spine. Maybe if she asked nicely, he’d be up for using the rope she had in her bag to keep her still.

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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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