catsukiiee

[catsukiiee]

these drafts have been sitting in a pile of dust for three months now 💀

[catsukiiee]

GUESS WHO'S NO LONGER SICK

[catsukiiee]

It's been a year daddy I really miss you 🥺

pack it up 💀

[catsukiiee]

I'm currently sick right now (vomiting a lot and dizzy) 😭 once I get better I'll finish up the fics!

[catsukiiee]

Did you know you have 30 minutes?

HOLD ONNNNNNNN! DAYUM

I gotta stick to the plot as best as possible, make texts, and make the tweets 😭 give your girl a SECOND /withlove

[catsukiiee]

Please tell me we’re getting a new part of the messy situationship soon 😫

I'm currently writing another part right now 😋 this time y'all are getting Mr Katsuki Bakugo, I'm world building/character building for the Situationship World (I don't know what to call it 😭). Here's some silly little tweets while y'all wait

Yes they're related to what's being written 😁 Katsuki being a instigator and praying on Sero's downfall makes me giggle

QUICK CHARACTER DUMP:

READER.

Reader(You)is brown skinned (brown skin girlies need some love in this fandom).

Reader(You) is a Model (not a famous one just models on the side).

Reader(You) lives in a apartment & owns a car (leaving the images up to your imaginations)

HANTA SERO.

Sero is a Photographer

Sero is Japanese & Hispanic in this series

Sero's height is 6'1 instead of of his canon height

Sero is tatted and has piercings

Sero owns a expensive car and lives in a high-class apartment (he has his priorities straight besides being a dumb bitch around you) His apartment aesthetic livingroom bedroom kitchen bathroom

KATSUKI BAKUGO.

Katsuki is a well known tattoo artist

Katsuki is 6'3 instead of his canon height

Katsuki is heavily tatted in this series

Katsuki owns a motorcycle and a car (mostly rides the motorcycle) and lives in a high-class apartment

His house aesthetic

living room

kitchen

bedroom

bathroom

don't ask me why everyone lives in apartments 🧍🏽‍♀️

I'm feeling generous so here's a snippet (that'll probably get drafted)

"Goddammit, get in the fucking car." Katsuki walked after you, easily closing the gap between you two in four long strides. Tonight was cold, a horrible night to be defiant, but goddamn did this man piss you off.

He just had to bring up Sero while throwing his little jealous tantrum.

"No." You huffed, arms crossed tightly, continuing your walk down the sidewalk, shrugging his hand off your arm when he reached out to grab you. "It's cold, and you're wearing a thin fucking jacket. Get in the fucking car, or I'm forcing you in."

That stopped you in your tracks, whipping around to face him now, each exhale sending a puff of smoke from your mouth. Katsuki was breathing so hard that puffs of smoke were coming from his flaring nostrils, clearly trying to keep his temper in check.

Fuck him.

"You wouldn't."

Oh yes, he would, and he did. As soon as you said those words, his hands were on you, lifting you up onto his shoulder like you weighed nothing to him. No matter how much you squirmed and punched at his back, he didn't put you down. "Squirm all you want." He tsk'd, landing a smack on your ass. "Your little ass isn't going anywhere but in my car."

The people around you stared at you two, some looking on with big smiles, probably thinking you two were an arguing couple, while a few looked on like you two were creating a disturbance.

nottttt exactly smut so sorry for using the tags 😭 but there will be!

[catsukiiee]

" "BWC" means "Big White Cock" btw!! 😁 " GIRL. PUTTING A SMILE AT THE END OF THAT SENTENCE IS DIABOLICAL.

Don't try to silence me 🌚

[catsukiiee]

bwc = katsuki bakugo

I'm giggling so hard writing everything out right now 🤭 take this little snippet of what's about to happen in part 2 of Situationship Series

"BWC" means "Big White Cock" btw!! 😁

[catsukiiee]

Girl. If you don't give us the Situationship series I might just crash out on you.

GIVE ME THAT MESSY SHIT

Y'all are giving me too much room to show just how down bad I can be over these men 😭...

Coming right up bookie 😋

[catsukiiee]

I like that your version of Hispanic Sero isn't a druggie 😭 Can you write more of him? Both of them being equally toxic if you can

YES MA'AM! 😋

# NO CHILL. | SITUATIONSHIP SERIES.

౨ৎ sero hanta x fem!reader

start reading the messages from left to right!

"K" is the start of the first messages

writing the texts had me giggling so much, the way i gagged myself writing sero's response

wordcount ; 1k

paragraphs ; 54

sentences ; 94

songs used.

main song ; no chill by partynextdoor.

beginning of car ride scene ; jaded by drake

car scenes ; ballin' by partynextdoor

in this au there is no quirks.

sero is nineteen instead of his canon age of 24.

he's 6'1 instead of his canon height.

sero is hispanic & japanese

he's not obsessed with drugs or goes around selling drugs because i'm tired of that borderline racist stereotype! he's a hard working mf with a good apartment and a car 🗣️ but yes he does smoke weed here and there like any other person that smokes weed here and there 🤷‍♂️

content ; smut with plot, fingerfucking, car sex, messy situationship (both of you are TOXIC AF.)

reader and sero aren't in a official relationship, this is more of a messy situationship between them and possibly bakugo if i decide to make this into a series because making the texts is so fun y'all 💀

"This fucking asshole." You sat at the bar, glaring at your phone before shutting it off and slamming it down on the counter screen first.

Why was he being so wishy-washy? Everything was cool, then he goes off to hang with some girl you’d never even seen before. Just thinking about that picture Mina sent made your blood boil.

"What’s up with your face?" Bakugo grunted, leaning on the bar with his elbows, looking as grumpy as ever. "Nothing." You sighed, rubbing the bridge of your nose. Yep, a headache was definitely coming in.

"Wanna talk about it?"

Wait, is he serious?

You opened your eyes slowly and looked at Bakugo, your surprise clear as he rolled his eyes, his frown deepening. "Something’s bothering you, so spill it,"

Wow, he’s actually serious.

You couldn’t help but smile a little, leaning in closer as you watched him check you out, staying exactly where he stood, leaving just a bit of space between you two. "Is Katsuki Bakugo actually offering an ear?"

He scoffed and turned away, leaning back against the bar with his drink, obviously trying to act like he doesn't care. "Forget it."

Cute.

"Bakugo." You grabbed his arm and slid off your seat to stand in front of him. The height difference had you craning your neck to meet his gaze. "What." He huffed, his eyes lingering on your chest for a second before he looked away.

You were about to tease him, your hand sliding up his arm to squeeze his bicep, but then you noticed the annoyed look in his red eyes, directed at someone behind you.

"This bastard, why does he always have to show up?" Bakugo grumbled, lifting his drink to his lips, still glaring at whoever was behind you over the rim of his glass.

You didn’t even need to turn around to know who he was talking about.

"He can’t be serious right now." You sighed, letting go of Bakugo’s arm as you turned to face Sero, who was striding toward you with the same annoyed expression as Bakugo, dark eyes glued on the ash-blonde, like you weren't standing there at all. You could feel the tension between the two of them even before he reached you two.

"You." Sero ignored Bakugo completely and grabbed your arm. "We’re leaving, thanks for keeping her company." He shot Bakugo a fake smile and pulled you closer. All you heard was a scoff and the sound of a glass being slammed down on the bar, followed by a sudden heat on your back as Bakugo grabbed your other arm. "Stop acting like you're in charge of her, it's fucking annoying."

Ah shit.

Neither of them said another word; they just glared at each other over your head, their grips on your arms tightening a bit. You could feel the stares from some other clubgoers who were sober enough to realize something was going on.

"Okay, that’s enough, I’m done. Take me home." You yanked your arms free from both of them and stormed past, bumping your shoulder into Sero’s arm.

The chilly air outside hit your warm skin just as Sero called your name again, the muffled club music blaring for a second before the doors closed behind him, the gravel crunching under your heels and his shoes as he rushed after you.

The silence between you and Sero didn’t last long. He was right on your ass in no time. “Are you serious? Going out with Bakugo and his crew? To a club?”

His crew? Since when did he have problems with Mina, Kaminari, and Kirishima?

“Don’t even start, Sero. I really don’t want to hear it.” You shot back, spinning around so fast you almost bumped into him. “You do this all the time! We hang out, hook up, and then you run off to mess around with some other girl.”

You were practically nose to nose, both of you in each other’s space. “I didn’t hook up with her, so why are you acting like I did? I bet you were planning to fuck Bakugo just because of those dumb fucking assumptions that you love to leap to all the time.”

Oh, this bitch.

“I can’t deal with this right now. Just drive me home.” You turned away and headed for his car. “Whatever,” he muttered, falling silent.

The walk to the car was quiet, Sero opened the door for you, setting your purse and jacket at your feet then closed your door before getting in the driver’s seat. Even when he was mad, he was still a gentleman to you.

Still doesn't excuse his bullshit..

Neither of you said a word as the car started up and he pulled out of the parking spot, “Jaded” by Drake filling the silence, the city lights blurring by. But of course, Sero had to break the quiet. “Were you going to fuck Bakugo?”

"Oh my fucking God. Not now Sero."

“That pretty much answers it then, sorry to cockblock.” He scoffed, the car starting to pick up in speed.

You shot him a look like he was crazy—because he fucking was. “Can you just drive me home without pissing me off? Holy shit.”

Your outburst had him gripping the steering wheel tight, his jaw clenching and unclenching. “Okay.” He finally said, the car going silent once again, then right his hand slid off the wheel to rest on your thigh, something he always did when he drove you two around. You were far too pissed off for his shit though. Just as you were about to push his hand away, his fingers slipped right between your thighs, making your dress ride up in the process.

“Sero. I'm seriously not in the mood for this, sex won't fix that I'm pissed with you.” You warned, grabbing his wrist before he could go any further. “Okay.” He replied, his face and voice completely calm.

Silence from both of you.

You couldn’t think straight with his fingers rubbing slow circles so close to where you really wanted him. The smirk on his face told you he knew exactly what he was doing.

This smug rat.

“¿Por qué dijiste mi nombre, cariño?” His fingers moved your panties aside as soon as you spread your legs, and the soft gasps escaping you only made his grin wider. “Habla, princesa.”

translation ;

"¿Por qué dijiste mi nombre, cariño?" = "Why did you say my name, baby?"

"Habla princesa." = "Speak princess."

You turned your head away, biting your knuckles to keep quiet, focusing on the flashing city lights. Sero was quiet again, sliding two fingers deep inside you, making your back arch off the seat, the seatbelt holding you back just a bit.

“Sero…” You gasped, covering your mouth with your hand while your other hand grabbed at his wrists as he started pumping his fingers in and out at a slow pace, going knuckles deep each time his digits sunk back in, the wet squelches each time had you blushing and Sero chuckling softly.

The slow pace he had going didn’t last for long, impatient as ever to hear you get louder. Before you knew it, his fingers were hitting you hard, each thrust making your thighs shake. Your grip on his wrist was abandoned in a instant, moving to grab onto the back of your thighs to keep your left leg apart. “Fuck. Fuck. Oh Fuck,” you moaned out, breathless, the last “Fuck” turning into a high-pitched whimper.

Sero's driving was getting a little messy, sometimes speeding up out of nowhere, making you both jerk when he quickly slowed down. With one hand fingerfucking the soul from your body, he was a bit distracted, and the growing tightness in his jeans wasn’t helping either. “Fuck this, I’m pulling over.” He found a dark spot under the freeway bridge in no time, driving recklessly the whole way.

Once the car was parked and the lights were low, he had you both in the backseat. His hands were all over you, roughly grabbing at the small of your back, your hips and waist, and your ass, and your hands were tangled in his hair. He kissed you like he didn't have you hours ago. Your breathy moans being met with his and a wide grin.

Sero was the type who didn’t hold back on the moans, matching your sounds with his own. Hearing him moan with no shame drove you wild, and he knew it.

“Hold on, cariño, let me help you.” He chuckled against your lips as your hands fumbled with his belt and zipper. The kiss temporarily forgotten as you both leaned back, working together to unbutton his pants and push them down to his ankles, boxers included.

translation ; "cariño" = "babe" "baby" or "sweetheart"

“Estas tan mojado, quien te mojó así, ¿eh?” He groaned into your neck, biting down on your collarbone hard enough to leave a mark while his hands grabbed at your ass. When you didn’t answer, he smacked your ass hard, making you jolt forward and tug at his hair with a whine. “You did,” you moaned, leaning down to kiss him again, both of you groaning into each other’s mouths as he lowered you onto his dick with ease. "Uh huh, I did that."

translation ; "Estas tan mojado, quien te mojó así, ¿eh?" = (roughly) "You're so wet, who got you this wet, huh?"

Holding onto the backseat, you started off slow, moving in little circles on his dick, your faces just inches apart, your breaths mingling. He had one hand on your ass, guiding you, while the other cupped the back of your neck, keeping your eyes locked.

But just like him, your patience was short, switching between grinding and bouncing on his dick, your moans rising, making him grip your neck tighter. "Ahí está, mi pequeño bebé, si tan solo supieras cómo comportarte," he groaned, lifting his hips to meet your bounces. "Nuh uh, baby. Keep those eyes on me."

translation ; "Ahí está, mi pequeño bebé, si tan solo supieras cómo comportarte." = "There she is, my little baby, if only you knew how to fucking behave."

Your moans almost sounded like a growl, fully bouncing on him now, his grip on your neck loosening until he moved both hands to your ass, helping you along as the car started to rock with your movements. "I hate you," you moaned out, the moan ending in a sharp gasp, sliding one hand off the seat to grab his throat. Sero grinned at that, giving your both your ass cheeks a couple of harsh smacks before he started pounding up into you, his hands grabbing at your hips to keep you pressed down on him, making you both moan loudly into each other's mouth. "Oh yeah?" he chuckled, breathless. "Show me how much you hate me then."

None of y'all understand how unhinged I am about Hispanic men 🌚 half the time they ain't shit but goddamn do I love those mfs. As much as I love them and messy shit, may this type of love NEVER find me ever again 😭🙏 y'all stay safe though!

If I were to make this a Sero series it would be called "The Situationship Series" and yes I would make it a messy love triangle between you, Sero, and Bakugo 😋 There is no happy ending! You just get two hot dudes fighting over, your feelings played with, and your back blown out by both of them on multiple occasions!

And if anyone is looking for updates on the Iida fic, y'all are gonna have to wait a bit longer 😭...

[catsukiiee]

I don't know why, but writing a fic about a character I’m not really into is so painfully difficult. I’m just sitting here staring at my screen like a crazy person. I’ve rewritten chapter two of Doves five times now, I don't like none of the versions either.

Maybe it's the difficulty with writing slowburn? Or am I experiencing burnout? 😭 This isn't me saying I'm scrapping Doves, I do like the idea and the trope a lot.

Iida is super cute and I love him but he's not a character I looked at a lot 😀 trying to stick to how he'd react/respond to situations/a lover all while doing a little bit of fan service has my brain fried.

here's a list of ideas i had for chapter two.

sharing same bed

cooking together & washing dishes together

eye contact tension

angst and arguments

Please help me out guys 🙏🏽 My asks are open

[catsukiiee]

I've recently been doing a lot of Drawpile sessions with pals, they're so much fun. Here are some of the doodles I've done that I might eventually do stuff with

[catsukiiee]

It's Halloween season! That means torturing my favorite MHA writers on tumblr!! Write a reader x bakugo but in Yagami Yato style

NAH THIS IS INSANEEEEE 💀 READING "YAGAMI YATO" MADE MY BODY DO A SCREENSHOT 😭 I WILL NAWT TORTURE MYSELF LIKE THAT

what am i gonna write? "i love you teddybear" I REFUSE 🗣️ GET OUTTA HERE ANON /withlove

[catsukiiee]

My friend got me addicted to the idea of japanese hispanic mix Sero.

[catsukiiee]

just realized that the autotime went back to 11 AM while I was making the messages.

# LINK UP.

౨ৎ prohero!hanta sero x fem!reader

౨ৎ pov: sero cannot stop thinking about you after a recent argument between you two, getting to the point where he’s out of his bed and driving to your house, knowing damn well he has patrols later.

wordcount ; 766

paragraphs ; 16

sentences ; 34

songs used ; link up by avenoir

tropes ; friends with benefits, messy love.

content ; makeup sex.

note ;

hanta sero is nineteen here instead of his canon age of 24.

japanese and hispanic mix sero <3

The last conversation you had with Sero ended in tears, your throat raw from the screams you unleashed at him for being a jerk and toying with your emotions. You still felt a twinge of embarrassment over that outburst, but deep down, you believed your anger was warranted.

You weren’t officially a couple; you just spent time together and occasionally fucked each other.

Unfortunately, those casual hangouts and fuck sessions led you to develop feelings, those feelings causing you to spiral and crash out whenever Sero posted pictures of himself with other girls at UA college parties.

In retaliation, you began doing the same—hitting up parties and posting yourself with other guys. Sero’s response was always predictable: he’d flood your phone with messages and calls, asking where you were, then he'd show up at your place to argue, then it would either end with you kicking him out your house or his head between your legs.

Now, you stood in your dark living room, your phone's brightness being the only source of light as you reread his messages, the word "mama's" making thighs clench. He knew how to break down your defenses in an instant.

He was barely a foot inside the front door when you wrapped your arms around his neck, leaning forward on the tips of your toes to reach his lips, roughly pulling him into a kiss. “Fuck, hello.” he chuckled into the kiss, pressing you against the now-closed door. One hand grabbed a handful of your ass, the other tangled in your hair, pressing his body into yours.

No words needed to be spoken; this was a toxic cycle that both of you were far too familiar with. “Hey, mamas.” He groaned, moving his hand from your hair to grab at your throat, pulling you from the kiss.

“Missed me?”  

“Fuck yes.”

He was on his knees as soon as he got the answer he was waiting for, slinging one leg over his shoulder. You had made sure to take off your underwear before he arrived. All he had to do was raise your shirt and jump straight in, his tongue lapping at your clit, his tongue piercing dragging on it every time. "Fuck, Sero." With a gasp, you removed your shirt completely to look at him better, running your fingers in his hair, combing back his dark curls.

He continued to eat your pussy until you came against his tongue, your nails dragging through his hair, almost pushing his face away completely when he kept going. Groaning loudly against you, he finally let you push him away; even in the dark, you could see how dilated his pupils were. “You’re such a whiner, I was just eating your pussy.” He teased as he stood up, grinning down at you widely. You wanted to smack that grin off his face so bad.

“Come here and get a taste.” He grabbed you by the nape of your neck, towering over you once more, slamming his lips against yours. The kiss was nothing more than a kiss of teeth and tongue, messy open-mouthed kisses as his hands roamed all over your body, breathy moans fueling throaty groans.

"Did you come here to kiss me or to fuck me, Hanta." There it was, the sass that always turned him on much to your annoyance.

Sero was quick to get your ass up those stairs and face-first into your pillows, pushing your face deeper into them when you started getting loud. He loved how your body reacted, how your back arched and your pussy clenched when his hands came down on your ass, hitting the same spot until it was all bruised. “Damn, you sound amazing, mamas.”

This was what he loved: no back talk, no attitude, no eye rolls when he said something that annoyed you—just your shaky moans and cries. “Yeah, baby?” He laughed when you complained that he was going too deep, grabbing your hand when you tried to push against his hips. “Nah, just take it.” He teased, moving your hand away.

"Look at you, mamas, creaming all over my dick." He slowed down, pulling out just enough to see the mess you two made, then pushed back in deep, making you squirm. "Ugh, don’t do that," you gasped, reaching back. "Don’t do what?" he teased, grabbing your hand and pinning it behind your back, going balls deep again and staying still, grinning as your legs quivered, your body tensing as you gasped and moaned out into your pillows. "Did you just cum from that? Am I fucking you that good ma?"

He's such a fucking asshole but goddamn is his dick good.

strong believer of japanese and hispanic sero 🫶 i was giggling a bit too hard writing this.

MESSAGES WERE DONE BY MEEEEE!! I do NAWT have an iPhone unfortunately so I used an app for these messages. 😞✊...

[catsukiiee]

# LINK UP.

౨ৎ prohero!hanta sero x fem!reader

౨ৎ pov: sero cannot stop thinking about you after a recent argument between you two, getting to the point where he’s out of his bed and driving to your house, knowing damn well he has patrols later.

wordcount ; 766

paragraphs ; 16

sentences ; 34

songs used ; link up by avenoir

tropes ; friends with benefits, messy love.

content ; makeup sex.

note ;

hanta sero is nineteen here instead of his canon age of 24.

japanese and hispanic mix sero <3

The last conversation you had with Sero ended in tears, your throat raw from the screams you unleashed at him for being a jerk and toying with your emotions. You still felt a twinge of embarrassment over that outburst, but deep down, you believed your anger was warranted.

You weren’t officially a couple; you just spent time together and occasionally fucked each other.

Unfortunately, those casual hangouts and fuck sessions led you to develop feelings, those feelings causing you to spiral and crash out whenever Sero posted pictures of himself with other girls at UA college parties.

In retaliation, you began doing the same—hitting up parties and posting yourself with other guys. Sero’s response was always predictable: he’d flood your phone with messages and calls, asking where you were, then he'd show up at your place to argue, then it would either end with you kicking him out your house or his head between your legs.

Now, you stood in your dark living room, your phone's brightness being the only source of light as you reread his messages, the word "mama's" making thighs clench. He knew how to break down your defenses in an instant.

He was barely a foot inside the front door when you wrapped your arms around his neck, leaning forward on the tips of your toes to reach his lips, roughly pulling him into a kiss. “Fuck, hello.” he chuckled into the kiss, pressing you against the now-closed door. One hand grabbed a handful of your ass, the other tangled in your hair, pressing his body into yours.

No words needed to be spoken; this was a toxic cycle that both of you were far too familiar with. “Hey, mamas.” He groaned, moving his hand from your hair to grab at your throat, pulling you from the kiss.

“Missed me?”  

“Fuck yes.”

He was on his knees as soon as he got the answer he was waiting for, slinging one leg over his shoulder. You had made sure to take off your underwear before he arrived. All he had to do was raise your shirt and jump straight in, his tongue lapping at your clit, his tongue piercing dragging on it every time. "Fuck, Sero." With a gasp, you removed your shirt completely to look at him better, running your fingers in his hair, combing back his dark curls.

He continued to eat your pussy until you came against his tongue, your nails dragging through his hair, almost pushing his face away completely when he kept going. Groaning loudly against you, he finally let you push him away; even in the dark, you could see how dilated his pupils were. “You’re such a whiner, I was just eating your pussy.” He teased as he stood up, grinning down at you widely. You wanted to smack that grin off his face so bad.

“Come here and get a taste.” He grabbed you by the nape of your neck, towering over you once more, slamming his lips against yours. The kiss was nothing more than a kiss of teeth and tongue, messy open-mouthed kisses as his hands roamed all over your body, breathy moans fueling throaty groans.

"Did you come here to kiss me or to fuck me, Hanta." There it was, the sass that always turned him on much to your annoyance.

Sero was quick to get your ass up those stairs and face-first into your pillows, pushing your face deeper into them when you started getting loud. He loved how your body reacted, how your back arched and your pussy clenched when his hands came down on your ass, hitting the same spot until it was all bruised. “Damn, you sound amazing, mamas.”

This was what he loved: no back talk, no attitude, no eye rolls when he said something that annoyed you—just your shaky moans and cries. “Yeah, baby?” He laughed when you complained that he was going too deep, grabbing your hand when you tried to push against his hips. “Nah, just take it.” He teased, moving your hand away.

"Look at you, mamas, creaming all over my dick." He slowed down, pulling out just enough to see the mess you two made, then pushed back in deep, making you squirm. "Ugh, don’t do that," you gasped, reaching back. "Don’t do what?" he teased, grabbing your hand and pinning it behind your back, going balls deep again and staying still, grinning as your legs quivered, your body tensing as you gasped and moaned out into your pillows. "Did you just cum from that? Am I fucking you that good ma?"

He's such a fucking asshole but goddamn is his dick good.

strong believer of japanese and hispanic sero 🫶 i was giggling a bit too hard writing this.

MESSAGES WERE DONE BY MEEEEE!! I do NAWT have an iPhone unfortunately so I used an app for these messages. 😞✊...

[catsukiiee]

experiencing writers block rn

someone save me PLEASE