#bnha x hispanic!reader

[fandomfloozy]

Oh, I'm pretty boy?

pairing: katsuki bakugo x sick!reader

c/w: fluff, early relationship, petnames (katsuki calls reader babe, reader evidently calls katsuki pretty lol), sprinkles of hispanic!reader/spanish-speaking!reader, gn!reader

wc: 1.3k

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You've been sick the last few days.

You're on the tail-end of recovery now, thank god, but for most of the week you've been bed-ridden, and snotty, and sweaty, and hot, and cold. It's been miserable, if you're being honest. With the light at the end of the tunnel in view, you're glad the worst of it is over.

There has been one upside to being sickly, though--one aspect that makes you wish you could be sick just one more day: Ever since you fell ill, since the moment he'd heard you were taking leave off work to rest at home for a bit, you've been under the thorough care of your very own, self-appointed nurse, Katsuki.

There's this saying: "You'll never truly know someone well enough until you've seen them struggle financially, grieve a lost loved one, or witness them while they're sick."

Your relationship is new. Not early days, but still far too soon for him to be seeing you sick, for your liking.

But when he showed up at your door a couple days ago--masked up, worry-eyed, and holding all the essentials for treating a typical head cold--how could you refuse him?

And to be fair, he's been a rock. He's changed your compresses (water bowl kept at optimal temperature), given you medicine in intervals (timed and administered to the MINUTE), and even cooked you palatable meals (anything you could keep down, but namely the caldo recipe he got from your mom when he asked her what you ate when you're sick). He did everything short of rubbing Vick's vapo rub on you (not for lack of trying), all while keeping a level head and brushing aside your concerns over feeling like you're burdening him.

"You're my partner," he'd say matter-of-factly. "This is my job, ain't it?"

A rhetorical question. He said it as if it was an irrefutable truth, as if he hadn't even considered an alternative, as if the very thought of leaving you to fend off this cold by yourself was an affront to your relationship, scowl on his face and all.

His bedside manner needed work, but when he said those words to you... let's just say the flush rising up your face probably had nothing to do with the cold.

So, yeah. While you're happy to be feeling better, you can't help being a little disappointed that the doting will soon come to an end.

Which is why you now sit with your head resting in your hands, elbows on the kitchen bar, making the most of admiring a now unmasked Katsuki as he cooks your dinner on what will be the last of your "sick days."

You're unashamed in your ogling. You feel bold. It might be the relaxed atmosphere. It might be the way Katsuki let you wear his hoodie tonight... It might just be the cold medicine. You feel dozy, comfy, and so dopily content as you watch your boyfriend chop vegetables.

He does it with ease--so practiced that it's like he's on autopilot. His defenses are down, completely in his element.

"'Ya sure you want all this cooked in with your rice?" Now that you're feeling better, he's less inclined to hold his tongue about his thoughts on your childhood dishes.

You yawn and nod. "Mhm, it's the way my mami always makes it."

"Just sayin', I could make ya rice without all this extra stuff."

"It's a good thing you're not making rice, Katsuki." You pout dramatically for emphasis. "You're making sopita."

"Sopita," he repeats, shaking his head with a sideways grin. "Alright, babe. I've got you covered. Sopita coming right up."

You switch to resting your cheek in one hand, continuing to observe your boyfriend as he works. He looks so serene this way. With his smug little half smile, even his expression screams "relaxed"--very unlike his usual frown and furrowed brow.

You're not used to seeing him like this. Sure, you've seen him in a good mood, upbeat, excited, even downright elated, like on the day you agreed to go out with him.

Katsuki has always been an... expressive person, even when it doesn't grant him the most flattering of expressions.

Right now, though, while he's contented and caring for you in the comfort of your own home, his features are on display in such a way that you wonder if the cough syrup really is getting to you.

He looks almost...

Pretty...

"You're starin'."

You know you are. "Sorry," you laugh. "I was just thinking how it's a shame you have such a cara de fuchi most of the time, Kats. You're so pretty."

His head snaps toward you. "Fucking WHAT." The furrow is back in his brow. If you were paying proper attention, you'd notice the flush rising up his neck and the back of his ears, but your eyelids are feeling a bit heavy at this point.

You wave your free hand dismissively. "You know, cara de fuchi," you explain. You're sure you've used this phrase in front of him before. "Like you're a sour puss, you pull faces--"

"I'm not fucking pretty," he interrupts.

You open your eyes slightly to squint at him. "Pfft," you laugh. "Has no one ever told you that?"

"Hell, no." He turns back to the task at hand. Grumbling under his breath.

With his signature grimace making its return, the allure is gone; but now that you've seen it, you can't unsee it. He's beautiful. His eyes are a nice shape, and the crimson color of his irises is striking against his light complexion. The way his hair falls just above is strong browbone makes you want to push it back and rub at the scrunch between his brows. And you know he has soft lips, but on top of that, they're such a nice shade of pink. His jawline. His cheekbones. His chin.

It's a fundamental truth. Katsuki Bakugo is pretty.

You fold your arms on the island and press your cheek into the crook of your elbow. "I'm sure people would tell you more often if all the pretty wasn't covered up by your perpetual stank face."

Cue said stank face. He bumbles over his words in frustration for a second. "You're sick and loopy, stop bein' weird."

You giggle. "And you have a nice face when you're not acting chronically disgusted by the world."

He looks at you properly and you smile to yourself in pure delight and fondness.

"You're pretty when you're happy, Katsuki."

He deliberates over it for a moment, stank face semi relaxing. He's about to say something else when you cut into the silence with another yawn.

His gaze softens into an amused smirk as he reaches for your cheek and pinches softly. "Alright, alright. Don't fall asleep on me just yet, you gotta eat properly before goin' to bed."

You swat his hand away and rise to attention while rubbing your eyes. "Okay, okay. I'm up."

He smiles and goes back to cooking your half-prepared meal. "Ponte las pilas, or whatever the hell your mom says when you start lazin' around."

You huff at that. "I regret teaching you Spanish, you always pick up the worst phrases."

Katsuki barks out a laugh and you can't help the snort that follows as you giggle right along with him.

You two settle into the monotony of the last evening of your first of many sick days together. You're sure your boyfriend has had more than enough of witnessing you sick to satisfy stipulations. Suffice to say that he felt he knew you and your "sleepy freak tendencies" a bit better now.

There's definitely an addendum you'd make to that old saying, though: You'll never know how pretty someone is until you've seen them care for you while you're sick.

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[orangeheliophile]

🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅🔅

✨️Headcanons✨️

☆ This boy will literally chase you down the dormitory halls and tackle you in order to smother you with his affection. ♡ Once he has you trapped in his strong arms, he will pick you up like a sack of potatoes and kidnap you into his dorm room for cuddles!

☆ He is extremely protective of you and acts like a gigantic baby when he's jealous. (Or whenever you don't give him affection and attention.)

☆ Nicknames for you are cute and romantic. You're the only one he doesn't call any rude names or insults. You're his precious little baby!

☆His love language is... All of them! Of course, he's going to suffocate with his love in every way possible! (His main ones are physical touch and acts of service, though.)

☆His hair may seem spiky, but it's incredibly fluffy and thick! Please play with his hair and give him head scratches. 🙏

☆ His demeanor, oh, so utterly changes when he's with you. Just look at him with those gorgeous eyes of yours, and he melts into a puddle of goo. He almost always gets cuteness aggression when he's with you.

☆He can surprisingly be a goofball, but only with you! He loves making you laugh and smile, and you do the same to him. It's like he's a completely different boyfriend! Sometimes, if he's in the mood to embarrass you, he'll tease you and do something funny. But again, only with you!

☆I headcanon him to be Puerto Rican-Japanese, and that he wears hearing aids! Based on a fanart I saw of him, I thought it was cool! He has that Hispanic temper?... Anyway, I just love him!

☆Of course, he's great at everything, and he's amazing in sports! I can see him having a passion for basketball and tennis. (Totally not because I'm also a die-hard tennis fan...)

☆He wants to date to marry. This man knows what he wants. And he wants -no, needs you. You're stuck with him forever, silly♡

☆He will cook for you, protect you, help you study, impress you, and will love you for infinity. And he definitely follows you around like a lost puppy. (He's extremely clingy and needs a ton of love... from you!)

☆He definitely has piercings and makes you wear his shirts/hoodies. You're his, and he's already yours. He thinks it's cute, and he enjoys showing you off to the other extras.

☆If you're like a ball of sunshine and super energetic, oh, he'll love you even more. You're the light of his light, the one who makes him feel all warm and fuzzy inside, his personal ray of sunshine.

☆He loves every part of you. Even if you don't love it yourself, he'll make you learn to love it just like he does. In his cherry red eyes, you're a goddess amongst everyone else. There's only you, and you always♡

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[mintsbubbletea]

𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐨 - 𝐄𝐮𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬

Word Count: 2,500

Contains: She/her pronouns, digesting weed, sex, fingering, cursing, crying, p-in-v, unprotected sex, dunno if I miss anything

Proof read and Edited

A/N: also these are some of the experience I have when I was high so please enjoy lmao

Denki glanced at you with a curious expression as you both stood at the entrance of his dorm. "Y/n, are you really sure about giving this a shot?" he asked, a teasing smile playing on his lips. Your nervousness was evident as you anxiously bit your lip. "I've never seen you do something like this before, so I just want to make sure," he teased with a smirk

You fidgeted with the hem of your shirt and replied softly, "Yes, I'm sure." The uncertainty in your voice was palpable.

"Alright then," Denki said, using his head to gesture towards the inside of his dorm. He closed the door behind you as you stepped in. You found yourself sitting on his bed while he rummaged through his drawer. He turned back to face you and said, "Instead of smoking, I'll give you edibles. Since you've never tried it before, I don't want you to cough or anything. Also if we smoke Mr. Aizawa will find out cause of the smell” He chuckled and pulled out a pink candy bag.

You eyed the bag with curiosity and asked, "Are edibles better than smoking?" Denki made his way towards you and replied, "It really depends on the person. Sero prefers smoking, but I enjoy both methods.”

You nodded, attentively listening to Denki's explanation. He took out a gummy and handed it to you, saying, "Try this one. It's the mildest I have, only 10mg." The gummy was pink and shaped like a peach. You held it in your hand, examining it closely. Denki sat down next to you and popped one in his mouth.

After a moment of hesitation, you followed suit and put the gummy in your mouth. You chewed it and swallowed, cringing slightly at the aftertaste. "Yeah, the weed flavor kind of overpowers everything, sorry about that," Denki chuckled.

Curiosity got the better of Denki as he asked, "Does Sero know that you came to me?" You hesitated for a moment before replying, "Yeah, he does." It was a lie, though. Sero had promised to try it with you, but he always seemed to brush off the idea whenever you brought it up. You just wanted to give it a try, so you turned to Denki instead.

You and Denki were chatting in his room for an hour before Mina and Eijiro unexpectedly walked in to find you both laughing. "What's so funny?" Mina inquired, closing the door and removing her shoes. "Y/n wanted to try weed," Denki shared, stifling his laughter.

"Is this her first time?" Eijiro questioned, settling on the floor in front of you. Denki confirmed, and you blushed slightly from the earlier laughter. "I don't feel anything," you shrugged. Denki chuckled, shaking his head. "No, it's already hitting her. I'm not feeling it yet," he remarked as you gazed at the floor. Mina couldn't help but giggle at how you transitioned from talking to staring off. "Oh, I can see that."

"We brought snacks, perfect timing, right?" Eijiro mentioned, taking out some chips from his bag and tossing them around. You turned to Denki, who had white cheddar popcorn. "I want some," you reached out. He grinned, opening the bag and offering you some popcorn. "Do you want some?" he asked, and you nodded. He chuckled, handing you the bag, and you started munching, giggling softly.

One moment you were laughing and giggling, and the next, you were in tears. "Why would you say that?" you questioned Denki, while Mina hugged you as you cried. "I didn't say anything wrong," Denki defended himself, unsure of why you were crying. "I just mentioned that Gojo isn't that hot," he explained, causing you to cry even harder into Mina's embrace. Mina scolded Denki to be quiet before comforting you. "Don't cry, Y/n, Gojo is very attractive," she reassured, trying to cheer you up.

You lifted your head and glanced at Mina. "Right?" you sniffled, wiping away your tears with your hoodie sleeve. "Just look at him," you said, pulling out your phone and showing everyone your Gojo wallpaper. "But don't tell Sero he's my lockscreen," you added, putting a finger to your lips. "I change it when I'm with him." You let out a soft giggle. "Oh, don't worry, babes. He won't find out."

"Ugh, Mina, you're the best. I don't deserve you as a friend," you said, grabbing her face and giving her a gentle peck on the lips, causing her to blush. "Thank you?" she replied nervously.

"Oh, Sero's on his way with Bakubro," Eijiro announced as his phone beeped. You snapped your head towards him and shook it. "No, Sero can't find out I'm high," you said. "Huh? But you said he knew you came to me," Denki chimed in. You shook your head. "I'm terrible! I lied," you pouted. "He kept dismissing me whenever I mentioned it. He said I couldn't handle it, and I wanted to prove him wrong," you explained.

"He's going to kill us, Y/n! Mostly me," Denki groaned softly as you teared up, the effects of the weed making you even more emotional. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," you sniffled as tears streamed down your face. "No, no, don't cry, Y/n. He's almost here," Denki tried to comfort you, attempting to wipe away your tears, but they kept flowing as you cried harder. "Damn it."

"You're only making it worse, Denki," Eijiro scolded as he watched Denki's futile attempts to stop your tears. But everything fell silent when the door opened and Sero and Bakugo walked in. You turned your head away, making sure Sero couldn't see your face. "Why the hell is everyone so quiet?" Bakugo demanded as he took a seat nearby. Sero looked around, noticing your turned-away face and the nervous expression on Denki's face.

You let out a soft sniffle, and immediately Sero rushed over to you. "Hey, what's wrong, mi cielo?" he asked gently, cupping your face and noticing your puffy eyes. You tried to stay quiet, trembling lips and all. He looked into your eyes and saw how red they were, not just from crying. "Is she fucking high?" he asked, his jaw clenching. Everyone fell silent.

Bakugo scoffed. "Probably Denki gave her something. Mostly you and him smoke out of all of us," he said with a smirk, clearly hoping to provoke Sero into yelling at Denki. "Shut up, man!" Denki snapped at Bakugo, before feeling someone's intense gaze on him. "Denki," Sero warned. Denki was about to speak, but you cut him off. "I asked him to. I wanted to try it out," you sniffled again, and Sero sighed as he looked at you. "I'm sorry, Hanta," you said softly. "Don't apologize, Y/n," he reassured you, releasing your face.

"Let's just go, okay?" Sero gently took your hand and helped you up, leading you towards the door. "It's not her fault, man," Denki spoke up. "We'll talk tomorrow," Sero said, guiding you out. "Bye bye," you pouted, waving to your friends.

Sero led you to his room and closed the door behind you. You looked at him, wondering if he was mad. "Are you mad?" you asked hesitantly. He shook his head and looked at you. "No, mi cielo, I'm not," he said softly, taking off his shoes and lying down on his bed. "Come here," he patted the space next to him. Rubbing your eyes, you climbed onto the bed and snuggled up to his side. "Are you sure? You're acting different," you sniffled, resting your head on his chest while he ran his fingers through your hair. "I'm just upset in general, not at you, okay?" he reassured you, but his voice hinted at something more than just general upset.

You glanced up at him, questioning, "Was it because I went to Denki and not you?" observing his reaction. "Yeah," he murmured, causing your flushed face to pale. "Hanta-" Sitting up, tears welling in your eyes, you found yourself overwhelmed with emotion once more. "I'm so sorry," you apologized, tears streaming down your face. Sero couldn't help but chuckle at your tears. "Oh Y/n, please don't cry," he comforted, drawing you close and planting gentle kisses on your tear-stained face. "The only reason I brushed off your high talk was because I knew you'd react like this. You're such a lightweight, mi cielo. Just like the last time you got drunk, two cups and you were tipsy," he chuckled, as you listened, wiping your tears.

"Just come to me next time, and definitely don't go to Denki, okay?" he chuckled. "Okay," you sniffled, tears dampening his shirt. "I'm sorry," you mumbled once more. "Ya no mas," he said, cupping your face and silencing you with a kiss. After a few more minutes of cuddling, you found yourself pressing soft kisses to his neck, moving up for better access. Sero let out a soft hum, closing his eyes as his hand trailed down to the small of your back.

Feeling you slowly climb on top of him, your hips straddling his, your lips still on his neck, he placed his hands on your hips before asking, "What are you up to?"

"Making it up to you," you murmured, tracing your lips along his jaw. "Plus, I'm kinda horny," you giggled, barely touching his lips with a playful peck.

He looked up at you, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Really, huh?"he asked, a playful smirk curling his lips. "I can help with that," he chuckled, capturing your lips in a kiss. His hand reached up, gently cupping your face, pulling you closer, if that was even possible.

He flipped you over with ease, your body landing softly on his bed. He settled between your legs, your hands tangling in his hair, pulling gently as his free hand effortlessly slid your shorts down, leaving your lower half exposed. His hand found its way to your aching pussy his fingers pressing softly against your clit before pulling away from the kiss.

"We barely started, and you're soaking wet," he chuckled, his fingers circling your clit, earning a soft whine from you. "I'm telling you, its the weed," you giggled, your legs opening wider, craving to be filled. "Guess we should take some more often, huh?" he smiled down at you, reconnecting his lips with yours.

He continued to lavish attention on your aching pussy, his fingers deftly exploring your pleasure points with expertise, sliding two of his long fingers into your soaking cunt. He began to pump them in and out at a steady rhythm, creating lewd sounds of wetness that filled the room. In response, you gripped his forearm tightly, your back arching off the bed as you moaned and cursed, trying to reach for his lips even as your overwhelmed senses forced you to break the kiss. Your head fell into the pillow beneath you, and seeing this as a sign of your impending climax, he curled his fingers upwards, easily finding and stimulating the spot that could swiftly bring you to ecstasy. "Hanta" You squeaked out softly from the new sensation, a low chuckle left his lips feeling your reaction.

"That's a new sound, mi cielo",he murmurs, leaning in to press a kiss to your jawline and sprinkling soft kisses along your ear. The rhythm of his fingers continues, finding your sweet spot over and over, causing you to moan once again as your hips rock, seeking more with each passing moment. You are so close to reaching your climax with his fingers.

"Do you want more?" he asks, already familiar with the intricacies of your body and your needs.

He withdraws from your ear and gazes down at you. You eagerly. "Yes" Your brows are furrowed, your lips slightly parted, allowing soft whimpers to escape. His eyes take in the sight, and he swears that your expression only amplifies his affection for you. He is the one who reduces you to a moaning, whimpering mess, and he is the one who brings tears to your eyes from the sheer pleasure. He smiles before pressing a tender kiss to your lips.

"Okay,"he replies, his voice husky with desire.

He withdraws his fingers from your cunt, and they glisten with your juices. A small whine escapes your lips at the loss of contact. He undoes his pants, pulling them down enough for his hardened cock to spring free. With a firm grip on his shaft, he positions himself and pushes inside your wet pussy, feeling the tip slide in through the slickness before pressing deeper and deeper. You tighten around him, eliciting a soft grunt from him as he fully seats himself inside you.

The intimacy of the moment was palpable, a quiet gasp escaping your lips as you felt him enter you. A wave of warmth flooded your body, a sensation that was both exhilarating and comforting. You reached up, pulling him closer for another kiss, your lips meeting in a passionate embrace. " love you," you whispered against his lips, your voice a soft murmur against his skin. He responded with an equally tender kiss, deepening the connection between you. 

His movements were slow and deliberate at first, savoring the shared pleasure. His hand rested gently on your waist, his elbow propped against the headboard, creating a barrier of intimacy around you. "I love you most," he murmured, his voice husky with desire. 

As his movements quickened, your breathing grew ragged, your body responding to his rhythm. A deep, primal moan escaped your lips, echoing the passion that filled the room. You dug your fingers into his hair, the intensity of the moment pushing you towards a peak. 

The air grew thick with anticipation, the sound of skin meeting skin creating a symphony of pleasure. His hand moved to your leg, gently opening it, allowing him deeper access. His rhythm intensified a primal rhythm that echoed through your core, leaving both of you breathless. 

"Hanta" you moaned out, Your body arching off the bed, muscles clenching as you reached your climax. The feeling was overwhelming, a wave of pleasure that washed over you, leaving you trembling in his arms. You moaned into his mouth, the sound raspy and desperate, mirroring the intensity of your emotions. 

Sero, mirroring your intensity, reached his peak moments later, a guttural moan leaving his lips. "Fuck, Y/n," he cried out, pulling out as he released his cum on your stomach.

The room fell silent, the air filled with the lingering scent of sex. Both of you were spent, panting softly, your foreheads pressed together as you caught your breath. He stole a kiss, a tender gesture that conveyed the depth of his affection. 

Reaching over to his nightstand, he grabbed a tissue, gently wiping the cum from your stomach. "You doing okay, mi cielo?" he asked, his voice soft and concerned. 

You snuggled closer, resting your head on his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. "More than okay," you whispered.

tags: @slayfics Lmk if you wanna be added 🐸

[queenbees21]

|[ Rainy day •••]|

The sound of rain can be heard dropping down the ground. The busy stress of Japan slowed down on rainy days. Car unintentionally, splashes the pedestrians that walk down the sides of the road.

Curses of people and honks of horns. You stood by a random complex building trying to leave to go to your apartment and just take a nice long relaxing bath. Although; you were stuck by the entrance of the building.

It was pouring out today, you cursed yourself for not checking the weather app. Including not thinking to bring an umbrella with you. You usually did every day; except today…

You let out an long-exhausted sigh. You stood by and watched as people walk by the pouring rain, umbrellas in hand.

Some run towards their cars. Many ran by a nearby stores for sanctuary form the pouring rain, and some others, they didn't care. They just walked along the sidewalk tapping making small splashes on the concrete, walking home with their hoodies up...

You sigh, as you watched some random couple pass by you. Their umbrellas covering them, their bodies close to one other... with loving smiles on their faces.

You always wonder how being loved…, wanted... , held, by someone close felt like. You never got to have someone like that in your life.

All you had was your grandparents and honestly, you were content with that. Since your parents were no longer in the picture of your life...

You knew running to your apartment complex would be a bad idea. It’s a little further away from where you’re standing at the moment...

You'd just have to wait for the rain to stop.

Usually, it takes....60 minutes...

You huff and stepped back, softly bumping into the building walls. You exhale, and watch the fog of your breath fade into the cool air.

You looked down at your heeled feet, tapping and scrapping the concrete in circler motion.

You did this for about 13 minutes. As you were too focused on your feet, you hadn't noticed a figure had stood by you; waiting for you to take notice of them.

And so, they stood close to your ear; their warm breath tickled your hair.

"Whatćha doing Chickáde?"

Startled, you jumped back and gasped at the sudden warm breath near your ear. You covered it from the source of the voice, and went into defense mode.

but soon relaxed as you realize who it was. You let your guard down and put your hand on your raising heart, and let out a sigh of relief.

"Hawks, you startled me." He lightly laughs and apologizes. "Sorry, I just noticed you standing here as I flow by. So I just decided to stand next to you. To see if you'd noticed," He cheekily smiles down at you.

"It's alright, and as for your question, I'm waiting around for the rain to stop." you looked up at the pouring rain and cringed,

"But...it won't be stopping anytime soon, since it just started..." You looked down once again, watching the splashes of rain hitting the concrete, it bounced a few times; only to hit the floor again.

As you watched, you felt a small cold tap on your head. You looked towards Hawks, wondering if he had done the tapping.

He was too focused on looking up, watching the rain fall. He had felt your staring and looked down at you.

You both stared at each other for a while, you scan over his features; admiring how handsome Hawks is.

His beautiful golden-brown orbs stared down at you, as some of his blond locks of gold; fall down his angelic features. He tilts his head in wonder, as to why you’ve been staring.

You said nothing. You both stayed this way and unbeknownst to both the citizen and pro-hero. They were leaning towards one another.

If only you could capture this picture-perfect moment in a photo, you'd treasure it. It's been a while since you and Hawks had some time alone together.

Ever since a few months ago when the Nomus attacked the city, that’s when he stop visiting. The Hero Public Safety Commission has been working Keigo to exhaustion... so you never got to see him in those hard times. To comfort him, be there for him and mend his wounds.

You didn't want to think about that right now, you were just so glad he was here with you. Standing there, giving you genuine smiles and just feeling safe and secure with you.

As you were both very close to one another, you abruptly jumped back. Straddled at the sudden feeling of something cool dropped or... more like tapping on the crown of your head once again.

Hawks had quickly jumped back worriedly, thinking he had done something wrong; maybe even lost his chances with you...

His wings lowered themselves down in disappointment, but went up in defense when he noticed you confusedly tapped your head.

"What's wrong?" He asks checking for any sort of injuries or something out of place. you looked up at what it was and it was the canopy of the cafe.

It had small old holes, letting the water drip down, there were a few of them near you. You walked backward wanting to avoid the little waters dripping down your head.

You had hit something hard on your back and looked up to see Hawks, "Oh! I'm sorry Hawks, I should have watched where I was going..." you apologized and embarrassedly looked down. "It's fine!" He reassures quickly replacing his serious face with a cheery smile.

You took a step back, giving him space and, ignoring the fact that small drops of waters; dripping down your head. And were rolling uncomfortably down your face and hair.

Hawks noticed this,

You stood by him feeling as if you had the worst luck today, and sigh in disappointment. As you felt the water drop on your hair, you also noticed a shadow above your head as well as a reflection of the color red illuminating and glowed. Warmth, radiating near you as well, and the dropping droplets of water; stopped.

You looked up and saw Hawks looking the other way, you smiled as you saw a glimpse of his ear heating up; the shade of red was noticeable. Too shy to look towards you.

No matter how much of a charmer Hawks was, you somehow always brought out the shyness in him. It made his cheeks flush.

He shields your head with his wing, protecting you from the rain. It warmed your heart at his genuine kindness and gentle attitude toward you. As well as; giving you your space, making sure not to get uncomfortably close to you. For the sake of your comfort.

Although; you didn't mind if he did, even though he was a flirt, he was still a gentleman. You slowly went close to him gently bumping his shoulders, you felt how his body stiffened and his wings fluttered.

If only you knew how much his heart was racing; his stomach felt like there were a million butterflies, just fluttering around. Just for you. For your touch... and only you. He craved for you more than anything. He wished he can voice out, how much these little moments meant to him.

You slowly sneaked your hand towards his gloved one and intertwined your fingers. Hawks softy embraced your warm hand, and gently intertwine your hands. He softy brushes his thumb on your hand, trying his best to calm his racing heart. You both smiled at the action and stayed that way for a while.

"(Yn),"

Hawks spoke. You turned to him giving your full attention. "Let's walk to your apartment,"

"Hawks, it's pouring..." You lightly chuckled, "We also don't have an umbrella," you pointed out.

"Who said anything about needing an umbrella?" You surprisedly looked up at him, Hawks gave you a cheeky smile and and tugged you forward. He then, shields you with his beautiful vermilion wing above your head.

You looked at him gratefully and took his hand. He lightly guides you out the safety of the canopy, with his wing covering your head.

"(Yn)," Hawks soft voice call for your attention.

"Yes?"

"Can I... hold you?" He asks you, hesitantly; looking the other way hiding his flushed face. You smiled sweetly at him, "Sure,"

With your consent, he puts his hand on your hips and pulled you close to him. You shyly look away, but you held onto his arm.

You felt your heart thumping in your chest, your cheeks heated up. You bit your bottom lip softy, trying to clam down. He smirks as he noticed you bit your bottom lip, but decided not to tease you about it… yet.

You felt safe, happy and felt a sworm of butterflies in you tummy. He was warm and gentle as he held you close. His hand on your hips, as his wing was above you; as you both walked down the pouring rain together, Hand in hand; with warmth and safety.

In a way, you were happy that it was a rainy day. Or else you wouldn’t get the chance to be close to him, as you were now. He thought the same thing. He would gladly be your shield against the pouring rain.

Thanks for reading! Hoped you enjoyed, stay safe and have a good day and night! - 👑🐝2️⃣1️⃣ 🩵

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[eatingstringcheese]

dropped books - hanta sero

in which you need to choose your worlds wisely cause hanta is a horny mf

warnings: uh a little spicy, alludes to smut at the end which was written and then my computer crashed so no smut today

You carried a stack of books in your arms, moving the large stack from your study in the back of your house to the living room for a change of scenery. It was a slow day working from home, so you allowed yourself to move rooms. As you walked, one of the books fell from the top of the stack and you groaned. Catching the eye of your boyfriend, Hanta. He raised an eyebrow in your direction, turning back to his game and controller when you waved him away. You shifted the books to one arm to lean down and grab the fallen book, another from the top fell, then another.

"Oh, fuck me." you muttered under your breath, going to grab the book before pausing as another one fell.

Your pro-hero boyfriend who was sitting on the couch smirked, pushed his mic back to mute himself. "What was that, mi amor?"

You glared at Hanta for a second then continued in your attempt to pick up the books, "That wasn't an invitation, I'm busy right now."

Removing his headset from his ears to sit on his neck, Hanta's smirk widened. "Are you sure? I kinda want to take you up on that offer." He winked.

You grew flustered, setting your books down and grabbing the others from the floor. "Stop it, Hanta. I told you, I'm busy. I’ve got work to do."

Hanta let out a low chuckle, unmuting himself for a moment to announce to his friends he was taking a quick break.

Hanta took the books up from your arms and discarded them to the coffee table, cupping his hand around your chin with a provocative snicker. His inky irises gazing into your own. "Well then babe, that work might just have to wait."

You turned your eyes from your boyfriend's gaze, embarrassed as a blush crept across your cheeks. “Hanta come on, this is important work.” You argued, despite really wanting him to throw you on your bed and fuck you until your forgot your own name.

Hanta hummed a low tone as he pulled you closer. The space between your bodies closing as all surroundings became irrelevant. The lights above you, the blaring noises of whatever game Hanta had abandoned, the discarded books on the coffee table, nothing could've pulled you and Hanta out of your romantic trance.

Sero brought a hand to your cheek, slowly caressing it before pulling you in for a kiss, your lips molded together, the desire for each other was strong and showed through the passion of the kiss.

Hanta smirked, pulling away from you and looping his arms around your upper thighs and carrying you to the bedroom.

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[drowsyhope]

RAMO BUCHON , MY HERO ACADEMIA

💐 summary , getting flowers from a certain someone

💐 warnings , love, everyone else being obvious, asking out

💐 a/n , THIS IS SO CUTE AJDJWIAW

‘who do you always ask for snacks?’

izuku fumbled with his writing, his nervousness getting to him. a pile of crumbled up sticky notes that had the same exact sentence, except more scribbled due to how nervous he was. his teeth gritted, his leg bounced, his hands sweated.

there was no doubting how much of a wreck he was in right now. why must love be so confusing?

a knock was heard on his door, pulling him out of his trance. shaking, he gets up and march towards the door, ready to see who it was.

“hey, i gotten a call from the lady. it’s finished.” izuku gulped.

uraraka stood out there, her phone in hand, clearly showing the text messages between her and the florist.

“we need to pick it up in around 2 hours, did you get the sticky notes done?” he shook his head. uraraka sighs. she slightly pushes him off to the side, allowing herself in his room. she was instantly hit with the pile of sticky notes and perfume smell.

she glanced at izuku, “did you really buy her favorite perfume to spray it all over the notes?” he playfully smiles, blushing in embarrassment.

uraraka playfully rolls her eyes, going to grab the pile of sticky notes, dropping them off in the trashcan. she knew how nervous izuku was, everyone knew.

everyone knew the obvious crush izuku had on [y/n], it was a miracle that [y/n] herself didn’t noticed. he was lovesick. even his own best friend was grossed out by how lovesick he was. it was hilarious.

there lovestory was one of basically fairytales, but reverse, [y/n] being the knight in shining armor and izuku being the helpless princess.

that was exactly how they met, [y/n] saving izuku from the robot from when they took the entrance exam, after izuku had saved uraraka.

the two quickly bonded, each other sharing a love for heroes. it was no surprise that izuku grew to have a crush on her.

they grew even closer when she helped him and the others save bakugou, the both of them working together to help save him. bakugou even approved of [y/n] after, calling her the ‘defrosted icy hot’, due to her quirk being water based.

uraraka was the one who told izuku to get her flowers, and to get her more than the ones you buy at the store. so, uraraka got in touch with a florist, and managed to order a ramo buchon, a ribbon that goes across it saying ‘will you be my girlfriend?’

“do you think she’ll like it? o-or should we have gotten a different type? or—“ izuku shut himself up after seeing the look uraraka was giving him.

“she’ll love it, i’m 100 percent sure of it.” izuku smiles.

[y/n] used her quirk to reroute the small pond outside their school, seeing how some of the ducks were clearly mad how the pond was.

“[y/n]! [y/n]!” she heard someone call her name. getting up, she looked around, only to see an incoming kirishima, waving his arms everywhere.

giving him a funny look, [y/n] stood there, her arms crossed as she sees her cousin run at her at full speed. and when he was close enough, she moves out of the way, making him fall into the pond, luckily not into any animals.

“seriously [y/n]?” kirishima rolled his eyes, mumbling as he crossed his arms. [y/n] lifted him up from the water, using her quirk. “what’s up? what’s got you running at me full speed?” she asks, putting him down.

kirishima digs through his pocket for a few moments, before pulling out a sticky note, drenched in water. “here, for you.” [y/n] gives him a weird look, before grabbing the sticky note, reading it.

‘who always gives you snack? go to that person.’

“hm. seems like a quest,” she grabs her cousin’s wrist, “come on.”

she quickly sees mina, who smiles as she sees the pair. “[y/n]! the person i need.” she smirks, getting out another sticky note, giving it to [y/n] while giggling like a school girl.

‘who did you work with for last project?’

“have fun!” mina waved them goodbye, giggling and smiling as she watched them go, excited to see her reaction later.

the pair went to different people, each one giving a sticky note that led to other people.

“jeez! how much people do we need to end this quest?” [y/n] asked, kirishima holding all of the sticky notes in his pocket. this last sticky note was different, this time it told her to go to the dorm rooms, as something was waiting for her there.

he was finally going to ask her out. after many people telling him to go for it, he got advice from one of his closest female friends, who basically planned all of this out for him.

he held the ramo in his arms, it being bigger than he managed. he was arranged for his guy friends to each hold a rose, then giving it to [y/n] as she walked in. the girls each had a gift from izuku to give to [y/n].

everything was coming together, all they needed was [y/n] to walk through that door.

“hello? where is everyone —“

[y/n] was surprised to been given a flower, then another, then another, each one pushing her forward. she was flustered, having more and more flowers placed in her hands. then, she was suddenly stopped, and then the lights turned on.

there stood izuku, a ramo his arms, a ribbon across the flowers saying ‘will you be my girlfriend?’

“[y/n], will you be my girlfriend?”

“yes!”

[sugarplumz100]

The amount of Character x Latina reader fics is criminally low! Where is our representation! Like obviously there is Latino authors writing but I want it to be more leaning into yk reader being darker and having a different culture or even using Spanish slang. I know and understand that not all Latinos are tan or speak Spanish but a majority do and I think that should be represented even it is a different culture because not all Latinos come from the same culture. I’m Mexican but if I come across a Cuban reader x character imma read that shit bc that’s like the only Latino representation I can find :/

Where’s our love c’mon y’all it’s September 🇲🇽🇺🇸lessss gooooo c’mon

[i-love-crona]

Need fics🙏🙏🙏🙏

does anyone have latin/hispanic reader fics that aren't the "spicy latina" stereotype? It can be of any fandom just pls give me some i beg🙏🙏🙏🙏

[queenbumbles21]

ʙɴʜᴀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʜɪꜱᴘᴀɴɪᴄ ꜱ/ᴏ

★ BNHA x Hispanic reader

★ Characters: Izuku Mydoria / Katsuki Bakugo / Hitoshi Shinso / Tamaki Amakiji

★ Warning: Grammer errors / Not proofread

★ Pro-Hero AU

★ Headcanon

★ A/N The Italic font means (S/o) is speaking Spanish

________________________________________________________________

ɪᴢᴜᴋᴜ ᴍʏᴅᴏʀɪᴀ

❀ He loves your culture ^^

❀ It's full of colors Beaty it’s just, wow!

❀ He like the way you say his name (♡o♡)🖤

❀ He thinks your little lisp is cute ૮₍ ' ꒳ '₎ა

❀ So please don't feel insecure about it 🙏

❀ He LOVES the food

❀ I can see him enjoying Empanadas 🤤

❀ I think empanadas would be his new favorite dish

❀ Hed asks you to kindly teach him how to make it *^^*

❀ You started teaching him how to speak Spanish

❀ and well there was no need for any next year's lesson

❀ He got the hang of it within ONE week

❀ It seems as though he was better at it than you T^T

❀ Whatevs, you're proud of him ^^

❀ and in exchange for teaching him Spanish

❀ He'd teach you ꕥJapaneseꕥ

❀ You were decent,

❀ Some words came naturally to you, Japanese had a few similar words to Spanish

❀ He likes seeing you in a red dress

❀ it makes your brown eyes pop and your hair matching with it ^^

❀ In the mornings, you BLAST music in his home 😁

❀ and start doing chores cause why not

❀ He gets startled

❀ He's not used to hearing music first thing in the morning it's usually just peaceful 😅

❀ He better get used to it though

❀ cause that's goanna happens every once in a while

❀ but he doesn't seem to mind, likes the songs

❀ "I'm sorry Mi Amor, did I startle you awake?"

❀ "It's okay honey, I don't mind." He smiles, and you lean in to give him a kiss on the cheek leaving a red lipstick stain 😌😘

❀ "Uhm honey Hehe you must have forgotten but you have lipstick, 😅" he says while he had a flushed face and rubbing the back of his neck as he sat up 

❀ "I know Zuzu 😘"

❀ 😳

Thanks for reading! Hope you enjoyed ^^ Word count - 326

[soupbowl18]

-ˏˋ⋆ ᴡ ᴇ ʟ ᴄ ᴏ ᴍ ᴇ ⋆ˊˎ-

ੈ✩‧₊˚‎‧₊˚✧[Soupie, She/They, 20’s]✧˚₊‧ੈ✩‧₊˚

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About ᯓ★

My tumblr name is Soupie, I’m in my 20’s, I go by she/they.

I am Hispanic and I am entering more inCatholicism so please respect that.

Small writer, only write for BNHA or MHA (only fandom I’m willing to write because I feel like it. Promise I’ve seen other anime’s ＿|￣|○ )

Writing is therapeutic to me. Because I don’t wanna deal with life(￣(工)￣)

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- For Requests I Can Do:

✭ Song based fic

✭ Sanrios

✭ Fics

✭ Head-canons

FUN MUSIC ᯓ★

✭ Tyler, The Creator

✭ Artemas

✭ Frank Ocean

✭ Rihanna

✭ Baby Keem

✭ Malcolm Todd

✭ Anarbor

✭ $uicideboy$

✭ Pierce The Veil

✭ Bring Me The Horizon

✭ A$AP Rocky

✭ The Neighborhood

✭ Mac Miller

✭ Brent Faiyaz

✭ Lana Del Rey

✭ Arctic Monkeys

✭ Fall Out Boy

✭ Kendrick Lamar

✭ Charli XCX

✭BROCKHAMPTON

✭ Asal

✭ 5 Seconds Of Summer

[boysweets]

﹪ ALL NIGHT LONG : shigaraki tomura ★

$ dom!shigaraki tomura x sub!male reader

🔒 WARNINGS: smut, male on male action, degradation, mentions of humiliation, slight roughness, orgasm denial, brat-ish reader.. idk I’m bad at warnings. fetishizers do not interact.

BROKEN SOBS escaped from between a pair of wet lips, tears of pleasure trailing down a warm face. Meanwhile, a tall menacing figure stood over the boy, breaking him into small pieces.

The figure was none other than Shigaraki Tomura. And the broken boy beneath him was (Last Name) (Name). It was no brainer that Shigaraki was obviously the one responsible for making a mess out of (Name).

A sinister chuckle bounced off the bedroom walls, causing shivers to erupt down (Name)'s spine.

Shigaraki's heated gaze suddenly intensifies as he watched the boy squirm around in bed, helpless to the hands roaming over his body. The albino's right hand was holding (Name)'s chest down while the other hand was working on (Name)'s dick.

Thanks to the villain, (Name) had just previously experienced three amazing orgasms. However, by the third time he came, his body reached it's full limit of sensitivity. To think that he couldn't handle anymore touches from eight fingers was embarrassing and degrading to the (color)-haired boy.

Shigaraki wasn't even capable of touching the boy with his hands without physically destroying him, yet here (Name) was, sobbing over a fucking hand job.

And (Name) could practically feel the pride radiating from miles away in Shigaraki. The stupid smirk on his face wanted to make the younger boy punch him in the teeth. But (Name) knew better. Challenging Shigaraki now out of all times would only lead to further humiliation and embarrassment.

"You know, (Name)? Considering this is our first time doing anything like this... you cum way too fucking easily. I haven't even pulled out my dick yet and you're already crying from just my fingers? How much of a slut are you?" Shigaraki mocked your vulnerable form, delighted as your whimpers increased in volume.

His hand suddenly picks up the speed, pumping your dick at a such a euphoric pace. Your hands suddenly grips the sheets tighter, his rough fingers doing wonders to your cock. You felt your thighs tremble from the pleasure, the sensation in your stomach building up by the second.

You choked on air as the urgent need to cum suddenly swarms in your mind, your senses all being blocked out as you can only focus on shigaraki's hand.

out of nowhere, a sharp slap to your thigh suddenly pulls you out of your haze, causing a strangled noise to erupt from your throat. A whine leaves you as you realized shigaraki had took his hand away from your aching cock, which was just seconds away from cumming.

Despite your fucked out expression, you mustered the strength to shoot a glare at Shigaraki for stopping so suddenly.

He simply returned one back.

"Now's not the time to act like a fucking brat. What did I tell you earlier about trying to cum without permission?" Shigaraki glares down at you, his voice sounding more assertive than ever.

You fought the urge to cuss him out for ruining your orgasm. You were so close. At this point, it hurts to feel pleasure. It would hurt even more to cum. But the pain was so delicious, you craved more of it. You had no choice but to follow shigaraki's lead to satisfy your addiction.

You glare faded as your eyes looked away from him. You couldn't believe what you were about to do.

"Not... not to cum..." you forced the words out of your mouth, praying that it came out in a sensible manner. You hated repeating yourself, and Shigaraki hated making you repeat your words even more. But you were so exhausted, you couldn't even speak properly unless you actually tried.

you continued when no response came from Shigaraki. "-'M sorry, won't happen again, just please... please let me cum." You asked, your voice cracking slightly as you looked in his red eyes with a begging look.

Luckily, god seem to be on your side today as a satisfied grin dances on the villain's lips.

"That's more like it. I like it when my boyfriend's more vulnerable like this. I wonder if your body can handle my dick next? You came a lot already, so it would hurt to cum more, right?" Shigaraki questions in a teasing tone, his fingers tracing your hips and waist as his hold on your cock returns. "You probably don't even wanna cum anymore, huh?"

You frantically shook your head 'no!', another broken sob leaving you. "No! 'M wanna cum! I wanna cum!" You pleaded in a desperate voice.

At that moment, Shigaraki couldn't believe the power he held over you. Just a while ago, he could've sworn he saw the embarrassment in your eyes when you first came wrapped around his fingers. Now, you were begging to feel his touches again.

His fast strokes return once again, making you choke out from surprise. A loud moan left your mouth, feeling shameless. You didn't care anymore. You just wanted to cum again.

"Cum, then." Shigaraki gives out the approval, allowing you to thrust your hips into his hand. You chased your orgasm, more tears escaping your eyes as you can feel yourself getting closer.

Then, it happens. You saw nothing but white for a minute, your body becoming extremely tensed with your back arched as you came hard. It hurts so much, yet it felt amazing.

When you came down from your high, your body finally relaxes. You had to take deep breaths to calm yourself. You were tired. You rolled over to your side, not even caring about the cum that painted the sheets and your stomach. You would worry about it in the morning. For now, you would focus on catching up on your rest instead.

The villain suddenly spoke up.

"You don't think we're done, do you? We still have a whole night ahead of us."

© harmfoul — do not steal my work. all rights reserved.

[orangeheliophile]

Dating Puerto Rican Bakugou

Contains: Puerto Rican Bakugou x Latina/poc! reader. Bakugou also wears hearing aids in this one. Second!year Katsuki, mentions of after war, Hispanic! Sero mentioned.

●I like to think you both were best friends since you were kids, always sticking together and not just because your mothers were so friends, but because Katsuki had a humongous crush on you and you thought he was the coolest person in the world. Since growing up in Japan, there weren't a lot of people who spoke your language, so another reason you both stayed together.

●His skin would look tanner, maybe have a few beauty marks and more visible scars. Other than that, he's still the same. The same, explosion pomeranian boy with rabies.

●He is a surprisingly great dancer, being an expert in salsa, merengue, bachata, cha-cha, and tango. He's got the hips for it.

●When he grows the courage to ask you out, he would confess to you in Spanish, whispering promises to you that you have his entire heart and soul. (He's secretly a hopeless romantic, but the Hispanic version.) Bro has rizz when he wants it.

●When he asked you out, he said, "Can I be your boyfriend?" Instead of, "Will you be my girlfriend?" Because he only cares about being yours. He belongs to you, and you only. You're not an object, but if you're comfortable, he'll definitely brag to others how you're his.

●His cooking is absolutely divine. If you want something to eat, sit down and look pretty. If he weren't going to be a hero, he would definitely be a chef. He would make you sopita when you're sick, dulce de leche when he wanted you to cuddle him, and he would make all of your favorite foods for you. Just for you, and nobody else.

●He would call you nicknames such as: corazón, amor, bebé, mí cielito, princesa, mamí... and your heart would skip a beat every time. You will definitely return the favor, though, watching his face turn redder than Kirishima's hair.

●He cusses in Spanish a lot, inheriting his mother's anger as well as the attitude. Whenever he watches fútbol, he gets even more passionate while watching the sport.

●Speaking of his mother, she loves you more than she loves her son. She always demands asks Katsuki to tell you that you're always welcome to visit and that he brings all the snacks she makes for you. She also wants you to marry her son so she doesn't have to deal with his bratty ass. But mainly because you would be her daughter-in-law!

●He always takes you out on dates, sticking your hips together using Sero's duct tape. He's really clingy, always rambling how you're going to get cold, or that you shouldn't be away from him where he can't see you.

●If he doesn't know where you are, he's running around looking for you like a headless chicken. He's secretly a lovesick puppy, constantly craving your attention, and if he doesn't get it, people find it best to back away from him so he doesn't explode.

●He usually hates hearing extras talk. It annoys the hell out of him, making him want to throw out his hearing aids so he can finally get some peace and quiet. You, however, please don't shut up. Your voice is absolutely music to his hears. He loves hearing you ramble about anything. His heart melts at the sight of you mixing up your words while having the happiest smile on your face.

●He knows how to knit and crochet. So whenever it gets cold, he always makes you sweaters, scarves, and blankets to keep you warm. He always makes sure to add things you like, just to make you happy and want to kiss him some more.

●He needs at least five good mornings/good night kisses, six hundred hugs, a ton of cuddles, seven billion 'te amó con todo mí corazóns,' and a bunch of more besitos just to survive and a few hours. Yes, mostly just four hours. Give him what he wants. Will you get tired of him? Yes. Will he care? No.

●He will never admit it, but he secretly enjoys some telenovelas. His mother always watched them when he was younger, and most of the time, it seemed pretty stupid to him. But he enjoys some of the drama.

●Whenever you want to cuddle and watch a movie, he makes hot chocolate, already having baked cookies as he tucks you into a blanket burrito while sitting you on his lap. He's already kissing your cheek, playing with your hair as you sip on your warm drink and munch on the homemade cookies. He always treats you like his princess.

●He wants to take you on vacation to Puerto Rico, show you the streets of San Juan, go hiking with you at El Yunique National forests, and of course introduce you to the rest of his family.

●Of course, he plays the drums, but he likes playing the Spanish guitar as well. He would definitely play romantic songs for you when you're both alone.

●If you have curly hair, oh, he would definitely help you with your routine. He will always search for the best products and be extremely careful not to mess up your curls when he plays with your hair. He loves curly hair. It's so unique and badass in his opinion.

●He's always kind of had a thing for women with dark skin. He finds it pretty when their skin practically glows in the sunlight.

●We all know he gets temper tantrums, but he would act like a whiny/angry toddler when you don't give him affection. And since he cusses a lot and is already dramatic, he would be even more dramatic when he complains in Spanish and acts like he's dying of heartbreak.

●Not only is he an expert at fighting, but he also knows the way of the chancla. The most dangerous weapon of them all. He protects, he attacks, and he most definitely doesn't hold back. Especially when it comes to you, just say the word, and he'll obliterate the person to smithereens.

●Even if he's going to become the future top hero, he knows he would be the perfect malewife. This man can cook, clean, is multi-talented, and would be great with your kids. He would make sure you're always pampered and spoiled with his love.

●He may not seem like it, but he's also a good singer. So if you're in the mood to listen to romantic mushy Spanish songs, he's already swaying your body with his as he sings softly into your ear while dancing in the kitchen with you.

●He definitely has a Puerto Rican banner in his dorm room, right next to an All Might poster and a picture of you. He's not ashamed of his heritage, and he won't ever deny his love for you and admiration for All Might.

●Whenever he's feeling down, he likes to drink Coquito and cuddle you for the rest of the day, watching a romance movie as you play with his hair and give him healing smooches.

●When you both were younger and one of you got a small scratch or bruise, you would definitely do the "sana sana colita de rana" and then kiss the others' boo boos better. Over time, when nobody's watching, you both still do it. It's the best remedy for healing! Besides besitos y abrazitos.

●If you're feeling insecure because your body isn't "stereotypical" to your culture or that you can't speak your language very well, he will do everything in his power to change your mind. He'll scoop you in his arms, sit you on his lap, and do his best to say comforting words to you because his princesa deserves none of this! Eventually, he helps you love yourself more, and step by step, you're both growing closer to one another by how supportive you both are.

●Sero is also Hispanic, being half Mexican made the both of you have someone to talk to. Katsuki and Sero would definitely gossip to each other about the other students. Katsuki's arm would be around your shoulders as the two give judgy looks to people doing stupid things. (You're just doodling on your coloring book while they gossip.)

●Since Mina and Izuku have curly hair, they would absolutely help you whenever you were having trouble with yours. Even if Katsuki threw a temper tantrum every time he didn't get to do it for you. But he will never admit he appreciates them being there for you.

●If you didn't think he was clingy before the war, he's suffocating you even more. Although his right arm is damaged and his heart needs to heal, this boy is constantly stuck to your hip thanks to Sero's duct tape, and you feel the same way, too. You will occasionally give him healing besitos all over his injuries and will reassure him that everything will be okay.

●Just like how you steal his hoodies and shirts, he does the same. Since you like to wear oversized clothes sometimes, he won't hesitate to steal them and wear them proudly. Boasting to others how he's yours.

●You both wear matching layered necklaces resembling each other's quirks. He wears a small explosion charm with another pendant resembling your quirk; yours is the same way.

●Since you're both too young to marry legally, he bought you both promise rings. Having a combination of your quirks engraved on the ring. Don't worry, you both already married when you were five. (He proposed to you with his grandmother's wedding ring. Mama Mitsuki was not happy. But she was happy when she saw you in an adorable frilly dress!)

I wanna write more of these scenarios, but I want to finish a request in my drafts and I've been working on it a lot, and I want it to be good and I want people to like it and, and-😭😔

Anyway, I had fun making this one! :)

[earth2rin]

ESTO MOMENTO

bakugo katsuki x hispanic!femreader.

this is VERY self indulgent sorry :,)

yes this is another cowboy bakugo, deal with it.

fluff, chaos, a lil ooc baku if you squint

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bakugo meeting your huge family at a carne asada your dad decided to throw one random saturday night. but then again the random carne asadas are always the best.

you have 5 siblings, 2 sisters and 3 brothers. it goes older sister, older brother, you, little brother, little sister and baby brother. you guys are pretty close in age, 22, 19, 18, 11, 7 and the latest bundle of joy is 10 months. your baby brother was definitely a surprise, your mother saying “es la bendición de dios” but you and your older siblings knew better and just rolled your eyes.

your parents had met bakugo about 6 months into your relationship and they were quite fond of him to say the least. you were visiting your parents when your dad told you about the carne asada and said “le dijiste a katsuki que viniera?” and when you said no he made you call him to tell him.

katsuki was freaking out. he didn’t know what to wear, what to bring or how to act. after all he was FINALLY meeting your entire family after 2 years. you told him to calm down, that your parents already loved him and how you were sure the rest of your family would love him also.

with that being said, here he was, watching you give your younger siblings a hug after they ran out as soon as they saw katsukis truck pull up. he gets out and sees you comforting your little sister, jackie, with tears streaming down her face.

“i thought we were never going to see you again.” she sobs into your neck and you just chuckle. you grab her cheeks and make her face you and smile, “i would never leave you mi reyna, sabes que te quiero muchísimos verdad?” and she just nods.

your little brother, augustine, runs and gives katsuki a hug. katsuki chuckles and ruffles his hair. “hey there little man, finally got the braces huh?” auggie smiles, showing the metal in his mouth, and nods his head violently which makes katsuki laugh.

as you’re walking up to the door, your older sister, paula, walks out with your baby brother in her arms. you squeal and quickly take him from her arms.

“hi papi! sissy missed you so much hermosuro!” you say in your baby voice, kissing him all over the face. your baby brother, josiah (aka j or baby j), was dressed like a little vaquero; a dress up shirt, fancy jeans, boots, a belt and a hat. he just giggles as you smother him with kisses.

“look who finally decided to show up” pau says with her hands on her hips. you roll your eyes and adjust j on to your other hip. “dad said the party started at 6, it’s only 7:30 im sure we didn’t miss much.” pau says whatever and leads you both to the back.

katsuki is following you like a lost puppy until he feels someone take off his hat and he quickly turns around and sees your older brother oscar.

“donde vas?” he says as he puts his hat on and katsuki smiles, giving him a hug. “it’s been so long since i’ve seen you man.” he laughs.

oscar nods and chuckles, “ever since you and my sister moved in together it feels like i see you less and less” katsuki agrees and they both just conversate about random things. that is until you’re practically dragging him to the backyard because your parents were asking for him.

he greets your dad with a firm handshake and your mom with a hug, and they ask how it is living with their princess. as you’re turned away from him he makes hand motions to say that you’re crazy and they both laugh.

“bueno pues it was nice seeing you mijo” your mom says and he says bye to them.

and now it was time for him to meet your whole family. he greets your tíos, tías and primos and it seems that they like him for the most part. they asked how he had met you, how long you two have been dating, if he wanted kids with you, what he did for a living and other very personal questions. they were all pleased to here that he was a rancher for a living.

after he’s done greeting them you insist that he comes and dances with you which he could already tell you had a few drinks but he agrees none the less. he was so glad you had taught him how to dance norteñas as dime lo que piensas plays loudly through the speakers. you sing along loudly with a beer in your hand and he just smiles and laughs at how you slur your words.

[queenbees21]

BNHA Their nickname for you | Them

Characters : Katsuki Bakugo | Izuku Mydoria| ★Shoto Todoroki★ | Tamaki Amajiki | Keigo Takami [Hawks] | Dabi [Toya Todoroki] | Hitoshi Shinso

Warning | Grammar error | Not proofread

Type | Bullet Point • Fluff

A/n: I really need to finish this character list 😭 I’ll try my best write them quickly, also I’m still working on some requested works so I’m sorry if I’m slow right now (​꒦ິꈍ​​꒦ິ)

M.List

| ꜱʜᴏᴛᴏ ᴛᴏᴅᴏʀᴏᴋɪ | | Y/N |

✯ Love �� ✯ Icyspicy

✯ Princess ✯ Hot stuff

✯ Darling ✯ Candy cane

✯ Peach ✯ Shou ✿

• Shoto never thought about giving you any nicknames. Both of his parents weren’t the most, affectionate couple; so it never crossed his mind. Until he noticed how other couples gave each-other cute nicknames, and so he seek advice from an export at romance.

“Hmmm, well you could call her maybe love? Love is a good start, for relationships starters. ^^” Ochaco advice, and that’s exactly what he did. As he did; it made you shy around him.

• Where there’s a prince, there’s always a princess. Yes, you’ll always be Shotos princess. He calls you Princess when he's in a good mood. And he thinks it suits you very much. Because of how charming you tend to be, you do it without realizing it. <3

• “Hello darling, how are you?” yes, this is a classic nickname he calls you when you're alone. It may be cheesy but, he loves be it. And as for you, you love it as well. You feels so special in a way, when he calls you darling. It gives you butterflies in your stomach.

• Peaches are your favorite fruit, although; you rarely ate them. Shoto figured it was because you didn’t have time to pick some. For you both were way too busy with hero studies to do so. Therefore, he somehow convinced Mr. Aizawa to take him to a peach farm… Perks of being the number one hero’s son.

When you had first heard him say that, you were confused. So when you asked him how he got the nickname, you were surprised and very amused at the same time.

“Aww! You remember! I like peaches! That’s so sweet Shou!”

He only nodded, and there was a stumble small smile when you called me Shou.

| Y/N |

• How do I even begin with this… nickname. Icyspicy? Really? What kind of nickname is this T^T? I can’t even believe how nonchalant Shoto was about it.

He was a bit confused, though; there was surprisingly faint pink hue upon his cheeks when you called out his “nickname”.

“Where did you even come up with that?” He questioned.

“Honestly, I don’t even know. I figured since you have an ice and a fire quirk. I’d give you a nickname that is combined with it.” You smile. He pat your head in amusement.

• “Hey there hot stuff~” You purr in Shotos ear, as you gently ran your fingers through his hair. Okay, now this took him by surprise. He was barely getting used to icyspicy, but now you are coming up with nicknames left and right.

“Where do you get theses nicknames…”

“From my heart hot stuff ❤︎“

• At this point Shoto doesn’t even know nor question, where you get your.. unique… nicknames for him… “Marry Christmas candy cane! I love you!” You say, as you handed him a present and gave him a peck on the cheek. “Merry Christmas to you too love.” He kissed your nose and walked away.

“Hey! Candy cane! You can’t just do that and walk away!” You exclaimed, flustered by his action.

• Shou is his permanent nickname. Out of all the nickname you called him. You’ve been thinking about it for a while, but never came up with anything. You wanted to give him a permanent nickname. One that you could proudly call him out to without embarrassing him. “Hmm…” you thought as you wrote down some nicknames.

You played around with it, until you “accidentally” spelled him name wrong. “Hmm… oh! Opps—wait…” you looked at the writing. Shou… “sounds like shoe hehe.” You giggled as you doddle around.

The next day, you had accidentally called him Shou. He was confused. “Oops! Sorry, I wasn’t trying to call you that—“

“I like it. Sounds cute.” He smiles slightly. You blush a little. “Oh.. alright than,” you giggled.

“Anyways! Shou~ let’s go on a date! I wanna have you all to myself today!” You cheekily winked. He agreed and left to go change. “Oh! Shou!” You called out to him. He turns around curiously. “I love you!” You smile, before running off.

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[eatingstringcheese]

hanta shitposts - hanta sero

in which hanta is really silly

warnings: swearing, weed use

"Make me."

"That's tough talk for a fella within pegging distance-" a hysterical Y/n spoke from the other end of Hanta's phone.

"Y/n you're not even on the same floor as me-"

A few footsteps came from Y/n's end. "Open the door Hanta."

Oh shit-

~~~

"Y/n please!" Hanta whined. "Come on, say it!"

Y/n sighed. "Fine. Yes Hanta, you are my little pog champ."

~~~

Y/n pouted, kicking their legs as they swung from the chair. Their feet were a few inches off the ground.

"Hanta is too tall, how the hell am I supposed to kiss him?"

"Punch him, then when he doubles over kiss him." A spiky ash-blonde mumbled from the corner of the dorm kitchen.

"Tackle him." The bubblegum girl spoke in between bites of mochi.

The electirc blonde smirked. "Ahahaha, dump him, for me." Denki bit his lip and stuck out his pointer finger and thumb under his chin.

Sero's eyes widened as he choked on his orange slice. "Please don't do any of those, mi amor. Just ask me to kiss you."

~~~

Mina stared at Sero and Y/n with suspicion. "Why are both of your tongues purple? Tsk tsk tsk, mighty sus you guys." She grinned a the couple, who just laughed.

"Well, Yaomomo made a slushie machine Y/n had a red one and I had a blue one."

Denki listened from the other side of the room. "Oh, you drank each other's slushies? HEY WAIT WHERE'S THIS SLUSHIE MACHINE-"

~~~

"So..." Midnight looked at the students she was watching with Aizawa. "Specifically, how do Sero and Y/n get out of these messes?" She gazed out at the two, both of them tangled up in Sero's tape, bot struggling to get out of their situation.

Aizawa sighed. "Usually by creating a bigger mess that cancels out the first one."

~~~

Sero jumped into the dorm room, landing next to his joyfriend on the couch.

"Y/n! Quick math what's 18 + 51?"

"420!" Y/n grinned at their boyfriend.

"That's not even close-" a confused Tokoyami muttered from across the room.

Y/n grinned back at Tokoyami. "But it was quick."

~~~

Y/n and Hanta laid in Hanta's room, sprawled out on the bed with glazed eyes.

"Onion rings are vegetable donuts."

"Lasagna is spaghetti cake."

"Your stomach thinks all potatoes are mashed."

"Lobsters are scorpions to mermaids."

"Holy fuck, Y/n."

~~~

Hanta smiled, waving his hand at a curious Mina. "Y/n and I don't have pet names."

"What do bees make?"

"Honey?"

"Yea Hanta?" Y/n stuck their head around the corner of the wall. "Do you need something babe?"

Mina chuckled and glared at Sero. "Don't lie to my face again."

~~~

"Hanta! I don't want to go!" Y/n whined. "It'll be stressful and stress isn't good for the baby!"

Hanta stopped dead in his tracks. "Wait what baby?" He asked with fervor, eyes wide as he looked at his joyfriend.

Y/n put their hands on their chest. "Me! I'm the baby!"

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[escape-the-real]

Wanted to let you know that just because you speak in a different language, doesn't mean that I don't know when you're cursing me out. (Sero x reader)

Drabble, Characters are 18+

Synopsis: Sero comes home after a long night of hero work, you help him address his injuries 

Word count: 1,216

Key: (Y/n) - Your name, (T:) - translation, (s/o) - significant other, (p/h) - preferred hand

Warnings: Injuries, blood, fluff, and swearing

Sero stumbled through the front door as quietly as possible, grimacing as he leaned against the nearest wall.

 ''Joder qué noche tan dura! '' (T: ''Damn, what a hard night!") he mutters out to himself while closing the front door softly.

 The kitchen stove light was still on, giving the atmosphere a warm buttery glow. He made his way into the kitchen, steadying himself with the help of the breakfast counter. Turning ever so slightly to make his way to the kitchen table, the pain from his right ankle licked up his leg like flames and caused him to hiss. Trying to put not too much weight on his ankle, he manages to drop into a kitchen chair and bow his head so that it's resting on the cool surface of the table. The only sound audible was the sounds of his deep breathing, which he was so focused on that he didn't hear the soft steps of his s/o.

'Lord, Sero! What the hell happened?'' You say, flicking on the kitchen light.

He lifts his head from the table and attempts one of those wide-signatures smiles to reassure you that he was fine, but he knew that you saw right through him. You drew closer, worry lines forming on your forehead as you took in his injuries.

''Nada mi amor...s'nothing, I'm fine.'' (T: ''Nothing my love'') He says while smiling, reaching his hand out for yours. You shake your head as you take his hand, allowing him to pull you close.

''Babe?'' You say, moving his matted hair off his dirt and blood-covered face.

''Sí?'' (T: ‘’Yes?’’)

''I love you, but let's face it.'' You withdrew your hand from his and held his face, forcing him to look at you before continuing. ''You are a terrible liar.''

He chuckles as he caves in, leaning toward your palms.

''Come on, let's get you cleaned up...Yeah?

He nods in agreement and lets you cautiously lead him to the bathroom in your shared bedroom. You had him take a shower to wash all that blood and grime off. While he was showering off, you grabbed him clean clothes and placed them on the bathroom counter before grabbing the first aid kit.

''Y/n?'' He calls from the bathroom

''Coming, I just had to grab the first aid kit that's in the hall closet.'' You call back.

He is drying off his hair when you walk back into the bathroom, sporting no shirt and grey sweat pants that hung dangerously low on his lean muscular body.

''Te gusta lo que ves bebe~?'' (T: ‘’You like what you see baby?’’) He asks, lowering the towel.

''I....I-I...Shut up and sit down, you're injured!'' You huff out, face burning.

He winks at you before taking a seat on the edge of the bathtub, slinging the towel on the tub beside him.

''You know you don't have to do this...I can do it and join you in a minute'' He sighs, staring at your turned back while you open up the first aid kit.

''It's alright babe, I want to help.'' You say, smiling faintly

You turn back around with a cotton swab dipped in alcohol and a couple of bandaids of different sizes in hand. Sero spreads his legs further so you can stand between them and so he can wrap his arms loosely around your waist.

''This might sting a little.'' You say, gently grabbing his jaw and dabbing the gash on his forehead. Sero cringed at the pain, hugging you a little tighter and exhaling through his nose.

''Do you want to tell me what happened out there tonight?'' You question him, tossing the used cotton swab in the garbage and starting to unpeel a bandaid.

''I was on patrol, as you know, spent the whole night tracking down algún villano idiota (T: ‘’Some idiot villain’’). I finally found it. But it had grabbed some civilians and was holding them hostage. I had to hold it off from escaping and from hurting the hostages while my partner on patrol caught up to help me deal with it.'' He says, drumming his thumbs lightly on your hips.

He was all bandaged up when he finished telling you of his night, from the gash on his forehead to the tiny cuts on his arms and legs.

''You are a great hero, Cellophane. Many innocent people got to go home and be with their loved ones because of you. I am proud of you, truly.'' You say sweetly.

''Yeah? Hmmm...I think this hero could use some compensation.''

You rest your arms on his shoulder, making you closer to him than before. Your p/h finds long black hair at the base of his neck, going to the roots you give a gentle tug. He closes his eyes as his head tilts back, neck exposed. You kiss up to his neck, feeling his pulse jump. Right as you got to his lips you stopped.

''I still need to check your ankle'' You whisper to him, letting his hair go and backing up. He looks at you, blinking owlishly and lips slightly parted.

''Diablo descarado." (T: ‘’Cheeky devil’’) He chuckles lowly, shaking his head.

You give him a smug smile before you guide him to sit down on the bed. ''I'm going to apply pressure around your ankle and feel if anything is out of its place.'' You tell him

''Pfffft, it won't hurt that bad. My ankle is fi-''

Sero never did finish his sentence due to you applying pressure to his ankle.

''Hijo de las mil putas! Qué demonios punk sin corazón! Advertir a un hombre, por favor.'' ( T: ''Son of a thousand whores! What the hell heartless, punk?! Warn a man, please.") He gets out through gritted teeth.

''Sorry! I saw the opportunity of you being distracted... talking about how fine you are, and I took it. I don't think it's broken because you can still feel the pain, and nothing is misshapen. Plus, the pain appears to be on the soft spot of your ankle, which indicates that it is just a terrible sprain. I'm going to get ice for you, don't try to go anywhere, or I'll break the other ankle!'' You say, cheerfully getting up.

You grabbed an ice pack from the freezer and a clean tea towel to wrap it in. Sero was in the same position you left him, sitting on the bed and now scrolling through his phone. You handed him the wrapped ice pack before crawling on the bed and leaning against the headboard, motioning for him to rest his head on our chest. He pocketed his phone, snuggled into you, and put the ice pack on his ankle. The sigh that came from the man was one of relief.

After a while of you playing with his hair and getting to listen to your heartbeat, Sero's eyes began to flutter closed.

''Babe?''

Sero hummed while peeking an eye open to look at you.

''Wanted to let you know that just because you speak in a different language, doesn't mean that I don't know when you're cursing me out. Just a reminder, ok?'' You giggle out.

''Muérdeme'' ( T: ''Bite me") He says before capturing your lips in a passionate kiss, which you instantly respond and melt into.

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