☆Ask the Gravity Queen!!☆

Coloring of Urakaka Ochako {Uravity} for @ask-le-gravity-queen And a gif because why not (´∧ω∧`)

I headcanon that Uraraka might have to wear gloves to stop herself from floating herself away in her sleep

Here’s another little oneshot from me for this adorable ship! Hope you like it!!!

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Izuku feels every muscle of his body aching. His legs burn with pain and ragged breaths escape his mouth as he heads towards the class 1-A dorms. The night air soothes him and he closes his eyes to feel it for a moment.

He thinks maybe he should have let the night training session go easier since the class today had been overly exerting. Teachers have been getting strict with their training as well as their academics lately and everyone was being pushed to the edge.

They were all working hard and it definitely had not escaped Izuku’s notice. He’s been keeping an eye on almost everyone in the class, analysing their improvements and shortcomings.

Though, lately, he’s been concerned for Ochako a lot. It made him tense to think that she has been putting a lot of burden on herself. Training for honing her combat skills and quirk is fine but neglecting her body needs was not good. She was definitely not weak. But still, pushing your body to its absolute limit without nourishing it with proper care is hazardous. And he has learned it from first hand experience.

He had been worried about Tsuyu and Kirishima too but they were both holding well. After the incident with Overhaul and Eri’s retrieval, he knew that they needed space and a little encouragement by their friends which was whole heartedly provided. And the thing was that both Kirishima and Tsuyu didn’t try to hide their feelings at all. It was a good thing.

Although, in Ochako’s case, it differed. The problem was… She always smiles. And her smiles are so bright and blinding that they always cover up her feelings of pain and frustration. After her battle with Bakugou, he had directly witnessed it. It troubled him. He had All Might to express his hurt and frustration.

‘But what about her? Does she has anyone to open upto?’ His mind would question.

When he enters the dorm, he lets out a loose sigh to quell his thoughts. But his eyes suddenly to go the pair of feet propped upon the edge of the sofa. He peeks over it to see the occupant and immediately covers his mouth to stop a loud gasp from coming out.

Ochako sleeps there without a care in the world. One of her arm was above her head and the other one rested on her stomach. Her face was relaxed which emphasised her childlike innocence. A little bit of drool leaks out of her mouth as she mumbles something in her breath.

Aaah! She looks too cute!

His eyes dart to the math textbook and notebook opened in front of her and he realises that she must have been completing her homework. Although the last sum was unfinished. But since the homework had to be submitted tomorrow Izuku had to wake her up with some definite reluctance on his part.

“Uraraka-san?”

“Hm…”

“Uraraka-san. Wake up?” He grabbed her shoulder and shook it softly, unconsciously noting the difference in the size.

She let out a whine and Izuku found himself flushing red.

But she did open her eyes. As soon as her vision came to focus and realising that he was hovering a over her she immediately shot up, banging her head against his in the process.

“Ouch!” They both rubbed their temples and before Ochako could apologise, Izuku let out a laugh which after a few moments, she sheepishly returned.

“What were you doing out here so late at night?” He asked, curious because this homework can be done at room as well.

She shyly smiled and said, “I was waiting for you.”

Izuku found himself getting flustered at her words, his heart beat booming loudly in his ears.

Maybe she anchored the implications of her words and flailed her hands all around in an attempt to correct herself but Izuku found himself telling her.

“Don’t apologise please. Uraraka-san, you’re words made me happy.”

She stopped her excessive movements and stared up at him in wonder. Snapping out of it, she picked up her notebook and pointed at the unfinished problem.

“Um, I was waiting for you because I need help with this.”

“Ah. I can see that.” Izuku said softly, a fond smile creeping upon his lips because it felt good to know that she came to him for help.

They sat there together for ten minutes of brain storming before the the homework is done for good and they travel the stairs talking about stuff related to tomorrow. At the point of separation Ochako turns to him and says, “Thank you so much for today! I really needed help with that.”

“Of course, there was no problem. If you need help again, I’ll be there.”

She nods cutely with her cheeks a little more pink than usual and walks to her room.

He stares at her retreating figure and whispers whimsicaly.

“Anyways, I’ll always be there for you.”

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The prompts are “Arranged Marriage” + “Accidental Eavesdropping”. This is a prequel to “What the Heart Wants”. People have been asking that I write more of that GOT-inspired Izuocha ship, so I thought that this was the perfect way to appease both. Hopefully, the person enjoyed the prompt since I used it to my advantage. I might turn this into a series of one-shots if people keep giving me prompts for this, not sure.

It had been a week since Ochako’s betrothal to Izuku had been announced and she was anxious. The royal court had been buzzing ever since word had spread like fire through it that the Toshinori heir had found his match. In truth, most of the negotiation had been done by Lord Yagi himself and her parents, as almost every betrothal was made. The ones intended usually had very little to do with the act itself.

Ochako still found it hard to believe. When she’d come to this court with Tsuyu to be one of Princess Fuyumi’s many attendants, she had known that she would need to secure a husband here. The royal court offered connections that her homeland could not. Her parents had done their best in trying to find her a suitable match, but it had been difficult. Her mother had done her best to shield their only daughter from the truth, but she had still managed to find out that more often than not, they had been turned down. She had been turned down.

And then, during a visit that had sent her parents into a panic, Lord Yagi had come to them asking on his heir’s behalf if Ochako’s hand was spoken for and if they could come to proper terms. It had been a dream that she still wasn’t sure happened.

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