#hanta reader insert

[ur-average-anime-kid]

Bakusquad Boys Crushing HCs! (Bakugo, Kirishima, Denki, Sero!)

Katsuki Bakugo

*He is the definition of he's being mean to you cause he likes you (which is not ok but yk what Im on abt) He LOVES to tease you its his favorite pastime

*He will follow you around he is always the leader and he finds no one else besides All Might and you that is someone he like so he loves to follow you but when you call him out on it he gets super mad

*He is not a blusher you will not be able to read his expression so when he confesses its a total shock

*He likes to spar with you, thats how he gets his feelings out so if you spar with him he is even more head over heals, I feel like if he is upset about something he won't say it until he's fighting then he will just scream it at you and expect you to keep fighting as if he said nothing

*He keeps tabs on you always he asks your friends where you are or he just follows you himself he has a very good memory so remembers most of the things you tell him

*He will share headphones with you but you better not tell a soul..

Erijiro Kirishima

*Being the manly man he is he is very gentleman like and super duper sweet to you (He opens doors, gives you his jacket, etc..)

*He is VERY protective he is worse with possessiveness than Bakugo is in my opinion because Bakugo thinks he's the best so no one can take your attention but Kirishima is very possessive and protective of you

*He is clingy similar to Bakugo he follows you begging for your attention he is the kind of guy who will like "Hey! watch my trick!" and do like a flip or kick into the pool then run to go see what you have to say (You better tell him he's amazing..)

*He is insecure as we know he's trying to gain more confidence in himself so he can get very needy so he always wants to be hanging out with you and he is kinda a compliment fisher but only form you <3

*He lets you dye his roots red or style is hair before school or anytime you want

*He is brain rot. you can't tell me other wise he will ask you if he's rizzing you up

Denki Kaminari

*He is a big flirt but the second you even wink in his direction or flirt back its all over he is blushing and stuttering

*He's like Kirishima he will do tricks or show you things so he can get your approval on his cool moves

*Hes the type of guy to try and lean against the door frame to look like sexy and mysterious then he misses and falls over. He's very clumsy around you and he will fall or trip over nothing when you enter the room

*He is constantly teased by Bakugo and Kirishima about his crush on you so its pretty obvious that he has a crush on you so its not as surprising when he confesses unlike Bakugo

*He is also a perv as we know so be prepared for his weird comments weather in ear shot or to Mineta but they are only towards you not the other girls so Mineta begins to question his feelings for you! Hes like the normal perv (if that a thing ;-; ) like he keeps his thoughts to his friends and he won't act on it

Hanta Sero

*I just know he's the quiet kid (Idk I just know yk) he is very shy around you until he gets comfortable with you

*He likes to make you little things out of tape as a little gift and he leaves them for you without telling you its him but you know its him but you won't tell him you know

*He is also a follower and he wants to go where you go he also invites you to hang out with him and his friends because it makes him feel less shy around you

*He is that one guy who leaves you notes along with his little tape animals thinking you don't know its him but it is obvious when he uses the nickname only he calls you as the opener

*He really likes compliments SO much he is a little insecure compared to his friends who he thinks are amazing at what they do so give him compliments

*You would probably be the one to confess first I feel like he would be teased for not asking you but when you do it for him its exactly what he wanted!

[dadzawa-vibes]

Aizawa: What do you do when someone offers you drugs?

Sero: Take them!

Kaminari: Punch them in the neck!

Mina: Say thank you!

Y/N: Offer them more drugs to assert dominance!

Aizawa: …

Aizawa: No.

[carefreecoffee]

Flufftober Day 20: Sleepy situation w/ Sero Hanta

Word count: 743, Gender-neutral reader

The common room was lively with students as 1-A settled in for their annual movie night. Mina and Denki had hosted it in hopes of getting quality time with your peers and honestly it was working! 

Many were chatting amongst themselves as they settled into the couches and floors, pillows and blankets strewn about rapidly. “Alright party people! Let's settle down and start this thing!” Mina announces as everyone implies, returning into their respective spots. You sat on the arm of one of the couches, blanket strewn across your body as you leaned atop a pillow.

“Hey, is this seat taken?” You gaze over to see Sero grinning at you with his signature straight-laced smile. Your face begins to feel warmer as you snap out of it daftly. “No! No noones sitting here haha.” He thanks you before resuming his position near you, you were practically leg to leg.

Sero Hanta– your longtime crush who you can't help but stumble around. It sucked wanting to talk to him but getting overwhelmed by such strong urges to become closer to him, maybe this would be a good inning…

As the movie started, the lights were turned out, keeping you in the dark with the only light being the program in front of you. You decided to zone in and block out the boy beside you, wanting to enjoy the moment, however after a while it seemed that the two of you began to settle into one another.

It started with Sero spreading his legs a bit more and draping the blanket around his shoulders, creating a cocoon like stature. You thought it was cute how he could be so easily handsome, even in low-filter light. It seemed he had noticed your momentary staring because soon you’re eye to eye. “Everything okay?” He whispered as to not disturb the others around you. 

You nod frantically, averting your eyes in time to not notice his knowing grin. Sero looks beside him to find Denki and Kirishima knocked out next to each other unceremoniously. Without a second wasted, Sero leans over, poking your shoulder before pointing at the unconscious boys.

You stifle a laugh, covering your mouth as you stare at the scene before you, nudging Sero as a way of telling him to knock it off however he didn't take you seriously, with the amount you were cracking up. It was like music to his sears even if it were in breathy heaves.

Afterwards you noticed that he had gotten significantly closer. Maybe it was an accident? I mean you two were close friendship wise and it's not like it made you inherently uncomfortable but dammit if you did not admit that you were feeling warmer by the moment. 

As the movie dragged on, the feeling of sleep illuminated throughout your body causing your eyelids to become heavy, chest rising a bit slower now. You lean back, turning your head into a comfortable position before letting rest take over. The warmth of your blanket, the plushness of the couch and the white noise the movie had provided. It was all too much.

Little did you know in your sleeping escapade led to your head bobbing down onto the nearest surface– Sero. He worked up, looking down to see your head resting along his bicep. He could feel his face flush, knowing all he could do (rather all he wanted to do) was to stare at  your face in its peaceful entirety. With another look around the room, he pulled your blanket farther up you in order to keep you happily secured, nuzzling further into his own in despair of knowing it would be wrong to wake you up.

Your warmth slowly casted on him, feeling him with a sense of ease. Maybe sleep was a good idea, just a nap perhaps.

Oh boy was he wrong. One blink and he was out like a light. The movie ended shortly thereafter with everyone proceeding to leave the area until Denki and Kirishima woke up, looking beside them to see your bodies intertwined slightly with Sero. They knew about your little crushes on each other and decided to let you two wake up on your own accord. Maybe just maybe you’d finally tell each other how you feel without all of the pussyfooting. But not without snapping a picture and sending it to the group chat, hiding thereafter for when either of you seek them out for revenge.

[bratzbrat]

Time skip BNHA characters x reader

One shots

Synopsis: A random series of events that take place.

Pairings: Hanta Sero x gn! reader | Tenya Iida x fem! reader | Yuga Aoyama x gn! reader | Rikido Sato x gn! reader | Mezo Shoji x gn! reader

wc: 3k+ in total.

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐 𝐨𝐟 𝟒. (𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧)

𝐂𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐡���𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏

Featuring:

Izuku Midoriya

Katsuki Bakugo

Shoto Todoroki

Eijiro Kirishima

Denki Kaminari

❧𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐎~

𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞~

Your phone buzzed lightly, taking away your attention from your work, you glanced down at the screen. A message from "Hanta♡".

Hanta♡: "Need to see you. Now. My office?"

You glanced around the office space, noting how everyone was still immersed in their own work. No one seemed to be paying attention to you. Your heart raced slightly as you considered the message. A smile tugged at your lips as you replied.

You: "Can't. I'm working."

After you sent the message you rested your phone face down. Only to hear it repeatedly vibrating like if you were getting a phone call. You picked it up and saw that it was messages coming in, one after the other that read;

Hanta♡: "Leave it?"

"I'm your boss!"

"I miss you!"

"Please!"

"You're torturing me!"

":("

You sighed, saved your work, stood up, grabbed some random paperwork and casually walked toward the hallway leading to his office. You tried to keep your movements nonchalant, not wanting to raise suspicion. After all, if anyone caught on, the rumors would spread like wildfire, and the last thing you wanted was to make things awkward for the both of you.

Once you reached his door, you hesitated for a second before quietly knocking. The door opened almost immediately, and Hanta stood there with his usual playful grin, though there was an unmistakable spark of excitement in his dark eyes.

"Hey," he said softly, stepping aside to let you in.

You slipped into the office, and the moment the door clicked shut behind you, Hanta pulled you into his arms and pressed his lips against yours. "Missed you," he murmured, his voice low and warm.

You laughed quietly, wrapping your arms around his waist. "It's only been a few hours."

"That's way too long," he teased, tilting your chin up to press another kiss to your lips. "I needed to see you."

You melted into his embrace for a moment, savoring the feel of him holding you close. "You're so clingy, I swear to God," you whispered, giggling, then pulling back just enough to look up at him. "What if someone notices we're both missing?"

He shrugged, clearly unbothered. "I'm a pro hero. I'm supposed to be mysterious."

You snorted at that, playfully swatting his chest. "I'm serious! What if-"

Hanta silenced you with another kiss, this one a little deeper, a little more desperate. His lips moved against yours with a hunger that made your heart race off, and suddenly, all thoughts of being caught slipped from your mind. When he finally pulled back, his forehead rested against yours, both of you breathing a little harder.

"Let me worry about that," he said, voice soft and reassuring. "I just wanted to steal a moment with you. Think I can get away with that?"

You smiled softly, brushing your fingers through his dark hair. "I think you can. But just for a moment."

He grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Good. 'Cause I've been thinking about you all day."

His words made your heart flutter, and you couldn't help the blush that burned your ears. "I've been thinking about you too," you admitted quietly.

His smile softened, and for a brief second, the playful energy between you both shifted into something, more intimate. He cupped your cheek, his thumb moving gently over your skin. "I know if anyone found out about us, it'll be a pain, but I'm not letting that stop me from seeing you."

You nodded, leaning into his touch. "I don't care either, as long as I'm with you." It was quiet, just the two of you, stealing this secret moment together.

Eventually, reality set back in. You sighed, stepping back slightly. "We should probably get back before anyone notices we're both gone."

Hanta chuckled, his hand still lingering on the small of your back. "Yeah, you're probably right. Can't have people catching on to us just yet."

You gave him one last quick kiss, before leaving. "See you after work?"

His grin returned, that familiar spark of mischief lighting up his eyes. "Definitely. My place?"

"Perfect."

❧𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐘𝐀 𝐈𝐈𝐃𝐀~

𝐌𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬~

You sat in the passenger seat of Tenya’s car, your fingers nervously twisting together as you glanced out the window. The low hum of the engine filled the air, but it did little to calm the anxious energy bubbling inside you. Tenya’s hand rested on the gearshift, and every so often, his fingers brushed yours in a small, comforting gesture.

"You’re quiet," Tenya said softly, glancing over at you with concern. "Are you feeling alright?"

You turned to meet his gaze, trying to smile but knowing it probably looked a little strained. "I’m just nervous," you admitted, sighing. "I know we’ve talked about this and planned everything out, but… what if your parents don’t like me?"

Tenya’s eyes softened, and he reached over to take your hand in his, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "There’s no reason for them not to like you," he said, steady and confident. “They’ll see how wonderful you are, just like I do.”

His words brought a small smile to your lips, and you squeezed his hand in return. "I guess I’m just overthinking it."

"That’s normal," he said with a reassuring nod. "I was nervous before I met your parents too, remember?"

You laughed softly, recalling how Tenya had been so polite and formal during that meeting, trying his best to make a good impression. Your parents had found it endearing, and by the end of the evening, they were singing his praises.

Now, it was your turn to meet the Iida family—something that felt like a huge step, considering the weight Tenya placed on family and tradition. You knew how important this was to him, and you desperately wanted it to go well.

As Tenya pulled into the long driveway of his family’s estate, your heart skipped a beat. The large, elegant house loomed ahead, its grand architecture reflecting the prestige of the Iida family. You took a deep breath, trying to steady your nerves.

Tenya parked the car and turned to you with a calm, reassuring smile. "Ready?"

"As I’ll ever be," you replied, your strained smile confirming your sarcasm as you gave his hand one last squeeze before stepping out of the car.

Tenya walked around to meet you, his posture straight and confident as always. He placed a comforting hand on your back and guided you to the front door. Before you could knock, the door swung open, revealing Tenya’s older brother, Tensei, with a warm, welcoming smile.

"Tenya! And this must be the famous girlfriend we’ve been hearing about," Tensei said, his eyes lighting up with friendly curiosity as he stepped aside to let you both in.

You smiled, feeling a little less tense under his warm gaze. "It’s nice to finally meet you, Tensei. Tenya’s told me a lot about you."

"All good things, I hope," Tensei teased, shooting his younger brother a cheeky grin. "Come on in, everyone’s excited to meet you."

You stepped inside the large, elegant foyer, your eyes scanning the polished floors and pristine décor. Everything felt formal and refined, just like Tenya. But there was a warmth to the house as well.

As you followed Tensei into the living room, you were met with the sight of Tenya’s parents seated on the plush couches, their expressions calm yet kind. Tenya’s mother rose to greet you, her graceful demeanor immediately putting you at ease.

"You must be the wonderful girl we’ve heard so much about," she said with a gentle smile, taking your hand in hers. "It’s a pleasure to finally meet you."

"The pleasure is mine," you said, returning the smile and feeling some of the tension in your chest ease. Tenya’s father gave you a nod of acknowledgment, his gaze sharp yet respectful.

"Welcome to our home," he said, his deep voice steady. "We’ve been looking forward to meeting you."

Tenya stood beside you, his posture as impeccable as ever, but you could feel the subtle tension in his body. He wanted everything to go smoothly just as much as you did.

"Thank you for having me," you said politely, doing your best to stay composed. "I’ve heard so many wonderful things about your family."

Tenya’s mother smiled, gesturing for you to sit. "We’re glad to have you here. And please, make yourself comfortable. This is your home now as well, whenever you visit."

Her words were kind, and they helped you relax a little more as you took a seat beside Tenya. He subtly reached over, his hand resting on your knee in a comforting gesture beneath the table, hidden from view.

The conversation started slowly, with Tenya’s parents asking about your job and interests. You answered politely, doing your best to be engaging without feeling overwhelmed. Tenya chimed in occasionally, helping guide the conversation whenever he sensed you needed a moment to catch your breath.

After a while, the formal air began to fade, and the conversation flowed more naturally. Tensei, ever the extrovert, filled the room with his easy laughter, and Tenya’s mother shared stories of Tenya’s childhood that had you both blushing and laughing. Even Tenya’s father seemed to relax, his stern demeanor softening as he listened to the lighthearted banter.

At one point, Tensei leaned over with a grin. "So, how’s Tenya been as a boyfriend? He’s always been the serious type, but I bet he’s soft around you, huh?"

You chuckled, glancing at Tenya, whose face had turned a light shade of pink. "He’s a good balance of serious and sweet. He’s thoughtful, and I appreciate that."

Tenya’s mother smiled knowingly. "That sounds like our Tenya. He’s always been very focused, but we’re glad to see he’s found someone who brings out the softer side in him."

The rest of the evening passed in a blur of pleasant conversation and shared stories. By the time dessert was served, you felt like you were finally getting the hang of things, the nerves that had plagued you earlier melting away.

As you and Tenya prepared to leave, his parents stood to bid you farewell. His mother gave you a warm hug, and his father offered a firm handshake.

"We’re glad to have met you," his father said, his tone sincere. "You’re welcome here anytime."

As you walked back to the car, Tenya’s hand found yours, giving it a gentle squeeze. "You were amazing," he said quietly, his voice filled with pride.

You smiled up at him, feeling a wave of relief and happiness wash over you. "You think they liked me?"

"They more than liked you," Tenya said, his usual serious tone laced with warmth and reassurance, "And I’m incredibly lucky to have you."

❧𝐘𝐔𝐆𝐀 𝐀𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐀~

𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬~

"I can’t believe we’re actually here," Yuga beamed, his voice practically dripping with excitement. "Shopping in Paris! And with you! It’s a dream come true!"

The streets of Paris stretched out before you, alive with the elegance and charm of the city’s timeless architecture. The early afternoon sun bathed everything in a warm, golden light, reflecting off the sparkling windows of high-end boutiques. You smiled, glancing over at Yuga, who was taking it all in with an expression that was a mix of awe and absolute delight.

You chuckled, slipping your arm through his. "I knew you’d love it. You’ve been talking about it for ages, so I thought, why not make it happen?"

He was practically glowing with joy at this point as he leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to your cheek. "Mon chéri, you spoil me! This is going to be magnifique!"

Together, you strolled down the avenue, the sounds of Parisian life humming in the background. The air was filled with the scent of fresh pastries from nearby cafés, mingling with the perfume of blooming flowers in the window boxes of chic storefronts. Yuga was now vibrating with excitement, pointing out various boutiques, designer stores, and small artisanal shops that lined the street.

"I think we should start with Chanel, don’t you think?" He suggested, his eyes lighting up as he spotted the familiar logo just a little ways down the street. "After all, we are in Paris. What better way to begin?"

You smiled, amused by his enthusiasm. "Lead the way, fashion king."

He dragged you inside, his eyes wide with delight as he took in the sleek displays of high fashion all around him. He immediately started browsing, his fingers trailing over luxurious fabrics, his eyes scanning the shelves for anything that caught his attention. You could see how happy this made him, and it warmed your heart to see him in his element.

After a few moments of looking, Yuga picked up a stunning velvet blazer, turning to you with a mischievous grin. "What do you think? Très chic, non?"

You nodded, unable to hold back your smile. "You’d look amazing in that."

His eyes twinkled as he held it up to his chest, admiring himself in the mirror. "You have excellent taste, darling," he said, winking at you playfully.

You spent the next couple of hours drifting from store to store, with Yuga trying on an assortment of outfits and asking for your opinion on each one. He twirled in front of mirrors, posing dramatically as he tried on jackets, scarves, and sunglasses. Every once in a while, he’d pick out something for you, insisting you try it on.

"Oh, this dress would look divine on you!" Yuga said, holding up a flowing, pastel-colored number from a nearby rack. "Please, you must try it on. For me?"

You laughed, taking the dress from him and disappearing into the dressing room. When you stepped out, his eyes lit up, hands clapping together in excitement. "Ah! Stunning! You’re turning heads already, darling. Absolutely radiant!"

You rolled your eyes playfully but couldn’t help the blush that crept up your cheeks under his adoring gaze. "Alright, alright. I’ll admit it looks pretty good."

Yuga leaned in, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "You look more than 'pretty good'. You look like the star of the runway."

As the day wore on, you both found yourselves seated at a small café, resting your feet and enjoying a moment of quiet in the busy city. Yuga sipped on a glass of sparkling water, his eyes still shining with excitement as he glanced over the bags filled with clothes and accessories you’d accumulated.

"This has been the perfect day," he sighed contentedly. "Shopping with you in Paris… What more could I ask for?"

You smiled, taking a sip of your own drink. "I’m glad you’ve enjoyed it. I wanted to do something special for you."

He leaned forward, his expression softening. "Everything you do is special, my love. But this? This is beyond wonderful."

You laughed softly, reaching across the table to take his hand. "I had a feeling you’d love it."

Yuga’s smile grew, and he leaned over the table, kissing the back of your hand like the gentleman he was. "I love it because I’m with you," he said, voice warm and sincere. "Every moment with you is like living in a dream. And I wouldn’t want to share it with anyone else."

Your heart swelled at his words, and you squeezed his hand in return. "The feeling’s mutual, Yuga."

"Paris may never be the same after this," he said with a grin, adjusting his sunglasses.

You laughed, "Yeah," slipping your arm through his, "I think we've left our mark."

❧𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐎~

𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠~

"I still don’t know how you make it look so easy," you admired, mixing your own batter on your side of the counter and watching as Rikido stirred his batter with practiced ease.

The kitchen smelled of vanilla and sugar, with hints of chocolate wafting in the air as you stood beside Rikido, watching him mix batter in a large bowl. His strong arms made the task look effortless, and you couldn’t help but admire how focused he looked, despite the relaxed atmosphere. The counters were covered in flour, ingredients scattered all around, a sign of the "baking storm" you both had unleashed.

Sato glanced over at you with a grin as you struggled to mix the batter, your arm already getting tired. "You know," he began, leaning against the counter with an amused look on his face, "if you keep mixing it like that, you’re gonna end up with pancake batter, not cake batter."

You huffed, refusing to meet his gaze. "What's the difference!? Besides, I know what I’m doing, thank you very much."

Sato chuckled, moving behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist. He rested his chin on your shoulder, peering down at your slow stirring. "Are you sure? Because the way you’re handling that whisk, it’s like you’re trying to start a fire."

You snorted, trying not to laugh as you nudged him with your elbow. "I’m a pro at this. Watch and learn, Mr. Hero."

"Oh, I’m watching," he teased, his voice warm against your ear. "It’s just... I didn’t know it was possible to burn batter before it even goes into the oven."

You rolled your eyes, still refusing to admit defeat. "This is called a unique technique. It’s going to make the cake taste... extra special."

"Yeah, extra special like a doorstop," he shot back, his grin growing wider. "Babe, I love you, but your cake’s gonna need a quirk to come out edible at this point."

You turned around, swatting him playfully with the whisk. "You’re so mean! My baking skills are amazing."

Sato laughed, holding his hands up in surrender. "Okay, okay. Whatever you say, Cake Disaster Extraordinaire."

"I prefer the title ‘Master Chef,’ actually," you said, your tone serious despite the smile tugging at your lips.

"More like Master Mess Maker," he retorted, still chuckling.

You smacked him on the arm, finally breaking into laughter. "Alright alright, maybe I’m not the best, but at least I’m cute." you winked.

Sato leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek. "You are," he agreed with a smirk. "But we’re still not letting you near the oven unsupervised."

❧𝐌𝐄𝐙𝐎 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐉𝐈~

𝐁𝐢𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐜𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬~

You stirred in the early morning light, your senses gradually pulling you from sleep. The first thing you became aware of was the gentle warmth enveloping you, Shoji’s arms wrapped around you in a protective embrace. His presence was a comfort you never grew tired of. His breathing was slow and even, his chest rising and falling steadily behind you.

Without even needing to turn, you knew he was awake. The subtle tension in his muscles and the slight tightening of his hold on you, told you he was aware of your stirring. Shoji was always so in tune with you, and you found it sweet how he seemed to anticipate your needs even in these quiet moments.

You sighed softly, nuzzling into the crook of his arm, enjoying the feeling of safety and contentment that his closeness brought. It was rare to have mornings like this, where there was no rush to get out of bed or face the demands of the day. Shoji’s schedule as a pro hero could be unpredictable, and these small moments of intimacy were cherished all the more because of it.

Shoji shifted slightly, his voice a quiet rumble in your ear as he spoke. "You’re awake."

"Mhm," you hummed, your eyes still closed as you relaxed into his embrace. "Just a little before your alarm."

His arms tightened around you, pulling you just a bit closer. "Ten more minutes," he murmured, his voice soft and drowsy. "Stay like this with me."

You smiled at the warmth in his tone, feeling the gentle brush of one of his hands on your arm. "I’m not going anywhere."

The room was still bathed in early morning shadows, the world outside your window just beginning to wake. But inside, in the quiet comfort of your bed, everything felt perfect. Shoji’s arms, the quiet rise and fall of his chest, the warmth of his skin against yours—it was all you needed in that moment.

He shifted slightly, one of his hands moving to gently caress your side, his touch light and soothing. You sighed contentedly, enjoying the soft intimacy of the moment. It wasn’t often that you got to see this side of Shoji, and it made your heart swell with love for him.

"You’re always so warm," you whispered, a soft smile tugging at your lips. "I could stay like this forever."

Shoji chuckled softly, his breath tickling the back of your neck. "I don’t mind if you do."

For a while, neither of you said anything, simply enjoying the closeness. His hands traced lazy patterns on your skin, his touch gentle but full of affection. You could feel the strength in his arms, the protective way he held you as if he never wanted to let you go.

"I love mornings like this," you murmured, your voice barely above a whisper. "Just us."

Shoji leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head. "Me too," he replied, his voice equally quiet. "I wish we could have more of them."

You turned slightly in his arms, shifting so that you were facing him. His eyes, half-lidded with sleep, met yours, and you couldn’t help but smile at the soft expression on his face. Shoji was always so strong, so composed, but in these moments, you could see the tenderness that lay beneath the surface.

He reached out, brushing a strand of hair from your face, his touch feather-light. "You’re beautiful," he said softly, voice filled with affection.

Your heart fluttered at the sincerity in his words, and you leaned in to press a gentle kiss to his lips. It was slow and sweet, a quiet exchange of love in the stillness of the morning. When you pulled back, you rested your forehead against his, your eyes closing as you simply enjoyed being close to him.

Shoji’s arms wrapped around you again, pulling you into his chest again as you both settled into a comfortable silence. The minutes stretched out, and you knew that soon the alarm would go off, pulling you both out of this peaceful moment. But for now, you savored every second, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath your cheek and the warmth of his body against yours.

"I love you," you whispered, your voice barely audible but full of meaning.

Shoji’s arms tightened around you once more, his lips brushing against your forehead in a soft, reassuring kiss. "I love you too."

And as the alarm finally began to ring, signaling the start of a new day, you couldn’t help but feel grateful for these quiet moments of intimacy—moments that made all the difference in a world that often seemed too fast-paced and demanding.

[mitsuas-coffee-shop]

𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎: 04/16/2024 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚎: Hotcakes with strawberry jam 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜: 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚃𝙾𝚃𝙰𝙻 (𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝): $726

You don't really know what got into you this morning as soon as your eyes laid on the clock signaling two hours before getting to your work place. You really don't know why you got up with a sudden need to cook... But what exactly did you want to cook?

You looked through your mini recipe book you always kept safe on your phone's notes.

Something salty? An omelette? Fruit? A smoothie? Strawberry smoothie?! You were close, your mouth drooling at the thought of every dish you got remember, but still couldn't find the perfect one.

"Hotcakes! Got it!" You whisper-shouted glad to finally know what you've been secretly craving for, careful to do not wake up your partner, who had told you last night has had a rough week. So now that's finally his day off, you could make a little treat for the both of you.

You put on your apron and started taking the ingredients as fast and as silently you could, getting everything done an hour later.

Now the last detail was the missing topping, the strawberry mermalade.

Maybe you got too engrossed making the hotcakes you didn't notice the last ingredient to satisfy your appetite was missing on your refrigerator.

"Crap..." You searched everywhere, forgetting about having to keep the volume as low as possible, waking your spouse on the process.

Just as he arouse from his sleep, the smell of something delicious creeped up on his nosetrills, fading any annoyance he might have had from someone interrumpting his resting time.

As he was about to get up and greet you, he heard the front door close in a hurry, well—more like shut.

He got to the dining room and saw the table was impeccable; two plates, cutlery, glasses filled with milk and on the center, a couple of hotcakes piles all fluffy and smooth looking.

A smile came to form on his face, thinking how marvelous and skilled you might have seemed like when cooking this, for the both of you, which was something that made his heart warm up even more.

He decided to look further around since he knew you couldn't have gone to work just yet, something might have been missing for everything to be perfect, which was something he's come to know and love about you. Wanting to get everything as best as you could was always inspiring for him.

There was a small container, matching with the tableware set up, it was the only thing left on the bar which divided the kitchen from the dining room, empty.

He thought you were missing the maple syrup.

After some thinking on how you could react to him knowing about your surprise and getting bummed about it, he chose to try and sleep a bit more while waiting for you and act as if he knew nothing once you woke him by yourself.

Minutes passed and like the giddy little child he felt like when waiting for a present he knew was coming, he finally heard the door opening and a relieved sigh scaping you.

He had to put on the best act now! He could not fail!

"Hey honey-Wake up, breakfast's ready" he heard now closer to him, a hand shaking slightly his shoulder.

He had to pretend he had not been awake before you arrived from your emergency drive for ingredients, but the way he got up quickly from the bed didn't convince you much. Still, you didn't give it more importance and led him to your suprise.

"Wow! Are these for us?!" He exclaimed maybe a little to excited and made such excessive moves with his hands you couldn't believe him anymore.

"You got up earlier right?" You asked, seemingly not sad but a little disappointed with yourself for not getting everything right on the first try.

"U-Uhm-n-no?" He tried once more, but his nervousness by your piercing gaze now fixated on discovering his lies made him obvious.

"O-Ok ok! maybe... But I swear I had a similar reaction to this one! I-I loved it sweetheart!" Now he got closer to embrace you.

All his and your concern dissolved as fast as the delectable and comforting hotcakes in your mouths, along the strawberry mermalade you explained you had to grab to make it worth it, you spent a lovely morning with your other half.

𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑;

BNHA ๋ ࣭ ⭑ Izuku Midoriya, Kirishima Eijiro, Denki Kaminari, Sero Hanta, Togata Mirio, Takami Keigo HQ! ๋ ࣭ ⭑ Hinata Shouyo, Tadashi Yamaguchi, Ryonusuke Tanaka, Yu Nishinoya, Daichi Sawamura, Koshi Sugawara, Asahi Asumane, Ittetsu Takeda Gakuen Babysitters ๋ ࣭ ⭑Ryuuchi Kashima Obey me! ๋ ࣭ ⭑Mammon, Leviathan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Diavolo, Simeon, Solomon

˚ ༘ ೀ ⋆ ｡˚ ˚ ༘ ೀ ⋆ ｡˚ +1 hotcakes with strawberry jam

All writings rights reserved © 2024 Mitsua's Coffee Shop. (Credit to the respective owners of the pictures and tagged anime characters.)

[mysteriesmuse]

Being Hanta Sero’s fiancé includes adding more Spanish lessons to your wedding prep, so that you can better converse with Sero’s gigantic family. It’s a merry-go-round of people dropping by the apartment to give you well-wishes. Complete with extremely excited conversations that you can barely keep up with as a miniature parade of family members pool into your place bearing housewarming gifts and tub-a-ware full of delicious mouthwatering food. It’s late nights at the coffee table bumping hands to reach the delicious arepas in the tub-a-ware and licking your fingers as you two play your own game of Guess Who? desperately trying to remember who everyone is in time for the wedding. It’s Hanta’s thin-lipped grin behind the can of orange fanta as he encourages you through all the laughing and snacking you’re doing. It’s him stopping by to share quick lunches on the balcony, sitting like Spider-Man in the comics, to chrip about the wedding plan and how the budget looks between bites. And it’s the stupidly cheesy and romantic stops on his patrol route. The ones where he pops out of nowhere. His crazy helmet air sprawled through the air as he scares the living daylights out of you as you scream and jump. Him chirping out a, “hey babe!” Before cupping your face in his hand and stealing a passionate kiss before zipping off. Hanta always making sure to guide you away from any danger that he may be swinging towards.

It’s chattering away about finding ways to not skimp on the house with the picket fences, it’s the dog that the two of you want to adopt as soon as you purchase and move into the perfect house. When you move out of the apartment that doesn’t allow pets. It’s so that the two of you don’t have to cut any friends and family of your wedding list to save on catering. It’s finding the perfect band because together you’ve agreed live-music is a must. It’s the continued expenses on your dance classes that the two of you met at. Now working together and playing around in the studio afterwards with new steps and new twists and leaps. The two of you working to choreograph your first dance together. It’s the way Hanta promises to show up every week. One of the only ones of his friends that’s committed to having a good work/life balance. It’s him rolling in just before class starts, walking over to where you’re stretching and giving a playful bump with his skinny jean clad hip to greet you. It’s him with a hint of bubble gum on his breath as he pecks the corner of your lips and asks what y’all are doing today. It’s him sneaking kisses onto your knuckles as y’all hold hands and do the steps and him sneaking then onto your neck and shoulder as you spin underneath his arm, his incredibly tanned and strong forearms that you love holding you close in a barrage of kisses whenever y’all reset the floor. The fluidity with which he moves his feet across the floor and the way he moves his hips to the music makes you want to drag him home by the tape nape. Fingers interlaced and lips smushed together. It’s your late night routine. The radio quietly playing, both of you humming or singing along as you take turns massaging hair oils onto each other scalps. The two of you languidly brushing your fingers along the silky strands, taking care of your luscious hair. The two of you hoping to have crazy beautiful locks to style at the wedding. And it’s the two of y’all whispering and giggling about your wedding plans. It’s the two of y’all being two friends in love and planning for a beautiful future together.

[toaspireintodarkness]

"More than I could ask for."

Hanta Sero x Chubby! Genderfluid! Reader 

Quirk:_______

Warnings: None, just fluffiness

I wrote this a while back on quotev and my brain has been in a block so have some Sero!! Such a good boi-- also-- this was written before I fully understood Shinso's quirk--

"...Aizawa said I could transfer next year if--" Shinso stopped in mid-sentence as (Y/n)'s gaze diverted elsewhere upon a medium explosion followed by playful shrieks at a few tables down. Shinso sighed and turned, raising an eyebrow at the sight. Sero had done a spiderman and was still hanging from the ceiling as he laughed while Kaminari was short circuited. Bakugo was waving a fist up at Sero, shouting something incoherent-- and probably stupid in Shinso's mind. He didn't understand why (Y/n) liked those idiots. There were only one or two Shinso didn't mind, but this group was a disaster. He cleared his throat, catching (Y/n)'s attention. Their cheeks flushed in colors. 

"I-I was listening! I swear!" He snorted, making a gesture in the air. 

"Then tell me the last thing I was talking about." Their eyebrows crunched as they thought about it. "Five. Four--" (Y/n) started to wave their arms at him. 

"Hey, you didn't say I was timed!" 

"Three," 

"Transferring to the hero course," (Y/n) said finally, holding up their index finger. Shinso sat back in his seat, shaking his head. He believed that it was pure luck they had gotten it right, that or they got better at multitasking. 

"Why do you torture yourself by just staring? Go ask him out," Shinso bluntly. They both knew who he was talking about. He had discovered (Y/n)'s crush on one of the boys in 1-A a few weeks after they started to be friends with 1-A, and it was specifically one of those he wasn't sure if he approved of. Hanta Sero: Tape quirk. (Y/n)'s eyes widened and they shook their head. 

"No, no! He won't like me like that," (Y/n) whispered. "I--" Shinso narrowed his eyes. 

"Don't you dare." Shinso sighed at the dejected look and made a hand gesture. "He'd be a jerk to look at that, and as far as fluctuating in preference, it's easy to keep track of. You make it easy to know what you want to be called. Like today, you'd be a him. Yesterday you were too. Monday you were a her." (Y/n) sighed and poked at their food. 

"Yeah but you've known me longer. You're used to it, you don't mind it, and you respect it." 

"How long you know someone doesn't have anything to do with respecting someone," Shinso retorted. "And for the record, you don't know what he likes. If it bothers you, just say you want to hangout after-school." It almost seemed like (Y/n) contemplated the latter idea but their cheeks gained the warmth back. 

"Nope." Shinso grunted and stared at his friend. He could understand their self-conscious and shy behavior, but you would never know until you took a chance. 

"(Y/n)." 

"What is--" Shinso activated his quirk. (Y/n)'s body relaxed as they blankly stared ahead. 

"Look a little nervous." Their face changed, and after a small adjustment, Shinso gestured to where Sero was sitting. "Go over and greet Sero, Kaminari, Kirishima, Ashido, and Bakugo." (Y/n) stood up and walked over to the table. 

"Hey guys." 

"Hey dude!" Kaminari waved to (Y/n). Ashido turned, her eyes lighting up.

"It's (L/n)! How are you? Why do you look so nervous?" Kirishima nodded. 

"It's almost like when we first met you, what's bugging you?" Bakugo scoffed and turned his head. 

"Rub the back of your neck and look at Sero. Then say; I just wanted to ask Sero if he was free at some point to go on a date." Bluntness was always Shinso's thing. He didn't believe in beating around the bush because some people were too clueless to figure out. 

Ashido gasped, a squeal escaping her as Kaminari had a grin come onto his face. He nudged Sero, who was staring at the 1-c student in shock. "Sero! No fair, you get asked out before I do!" Sero gave a laugh at his friend's statement before looking back at (Y/n). 

"Sure, though the weekend would be better. We wouldn't have to worry about rushing anywhere to make it on time," he said. "Do you have a time and place in mind?" 

"Say; Is six in the evening at Kekeso's okay?" Shinso had only been there once, but that place was meant for dates or group hangouts. It was rather awkward to go alone. 

Sero had a small pink hue fall over his cheeks as he nodded. "Yeah, that's fine! Saturday or Sunday?" 

"Saturday."

"Okay, cool. I'll see you then, (L/n)!" 

"Give a happy smile and say; see you guys later. Then, come back to me and sit across from me."  Specifics were one thing Shinso needed to do when he took control of someone. He's had a few incidents where he had forgotten and had to quickly fix the situation. It was then he was glad that people couldn't remember what happened when under his control. He released control of (Y/n), a small smirk crawling onto his face. 

 (Y/n) blinked. "I feel funny. Did you use your quirk?" He didn't say a word, instead taking a bite of his food. They narrowed their eyes before gasping and pointing an accusing finger at him. "You did! What'd you do?" He shrugged. 

"Nothing. I just got you a date with Sero." 

"Huh." It didn't register at first, but once it did, (Y/n)'s face blossomed, their eyes going wide. "You did what?!" Shinso wasn't fazed. 

"You're welcome. It's on Saturday at six p.m. at Kekeso's." With how casual Shinso was about it, (Y/n) wasn't sure if he was messing with them or if he was being serious. However, for as long as they knew Shinso, he hadn't been the one to pull something like this. (Y/n) gave an embarrassed smile. 

"Thanks Shinso." Shinso merely nodded as they continued on with lunch.

Since neither knew where each other lived, it was more of a 'I hope I'm not stood up' type of thing when (Y/n) went to Kekeso's. They almost felt faint. This had to be a dream. A date on saturday evening with their crush. It was too perfect. Sero Hanta was one of a kind. (Y/n) didn't want to believe the rumors about all of 1-A being stuck up snobs... because they weren't. Midoriya had even accepted Shinso as Kaminari and a few others had. It was just because of how Bakugo came off to everyone else that the rumor had been started.

Though, it didn't stop them from being nervous. (Y/n) had gotten to Kekeso's ten minutes early to make sure they were punctual, and it gave them time to think. Thinking was never the best thing to do for anyone. It caused assumptions, and assumptions always led to more trouble. What did Sero actually say when they asked him out? What did his face look like? Was he weirded out? Hesitant? Was he peer pressured to say yes? 

"Hey, (L/n)! I.. hope I didn't keep you waiting too long!" They took in a deep breath as they heard the boy's voice, turning their head to see him jogging in their direction. (Y/n) gave a small smile, giving a shrug. 

"I've only been here for like... two minutes, so it's okay." (Y/n) didn't understand why they had just lied, but maybe it was for the better. (Y/n) didn't want to make him feel bad. It wasn't exactly as if he was supposed to be here as early as they had been. Sero nodded, making a gesture to the door. 

"Wanna head in?" 

"Yeah!... I mean, yeah, what else did we come here for?" (Y/n) internally swore and scolded themself for sounding so eager. It didn't take long for them to be seated. A table against the wall in a booth was fine with them, and from what (Y/n) could see, Sero didn't mind either. "How is the hero course going?" 

"Eh, it's alright. Exhausting since we're having to push our quirks constantly, but it's fun." (Y/n) gave a nod before letting out a sigh. 

"You guys are amazing, I mean, everyone says a lot of bad things but, you have done more than any other student in... I think four years? A lot of people would just hesitate but you guys... you guys have guts." Sero's eyes widened as a small pink blush claimed his ears, rubbing the back of his neck. 

"Yeah... uh, thanks, it's... nothing, really. How about your classes?" 

The two carried casual conversation. It wasn't as though they actually knew each other well enough to be true friends. (Y/n) was just an acquaintance to Sero, and that was the harsh truth. Shinso was even closer to the boy than they were. This was their opportunity to make a good impression on Sero. (Y/n) didn't want to try too hard though, they didn't want to make anything weird or awkward, they were just glad that Sero wasn't afraid to be out with them. After all... what hero student would want someone slightly overweight like them? There wasn't anything truly special about them. 

While doubt was in their minds of how far (Y/n) would be able to extend their relationship with Sero, they were just happy that they were finally able to spend time with the boy. As they approached the train station, Sero came to a stop, rubbing his neck. "Hey... (L/n)?" Their heart stopped. Oh no. Here it-- "I just... want to know if you actually wanted to ask me out or if it was your friend. Your eyes.. they were white the day you asked me out." (Y/n)'s eyes widened, their hands raising in defense. 

"I... I did! I do-- I... just..." (Y/n) averted their gaze, their body slouching. "I've been afraid you'd say no... I'm... not a model or... have an exciting quirk or doing anything special like you are. I'm just..." 

"You." Sero put a hand on (Y/n)'s shoulder, causing them to look up. "(L/n), you don't have to be a model or a hero, you're special in your own way. I like that about you. You aren't afraid to be yourself." (Y/n) felt the corners of their mouth form a smile as Sero dropped his hand. "Well... except when it comes to things like this." Their cheeks pinkened as the train came to the station. "I guess this is where we split?" (Y/n) nodded, pushing their hands into their pockets. 

"Yeah." (Y/n) watched the boy turn away from them, and it didn't feel right. This wasn't how (Y/n) wanted the night to end. They needed to do something. (Y/n) felt bad that it had only been for Shinso that they were out tonight. It wasn't anything against him, (Y/n) was just a little self-conscious about such a confrontation. Though... after hearing what Sero had said, they wanted to do it themself this time. "Sero, wait!" (Y/n) rushed to grab Sero's arm, though upon the surprised look, they quickly let go. "I... thanks for going out with me, even though you knew Shinso may have brainwashed me. I really enjoyed it... and... I want to know if you wanted to go out on another date next weekend?" Sero had a small smile come over his face again, giving a small nod. 

"Yeah, that... would be nice, actually... more than I could ask for, (L/n)." He took a backwards step onto the train, giving a small wave. "See you on monday?" 

"See you monday!" (Y/n) didn't try to hide their excitement this time. Everything felt right now, perhaps even better. Sero was right... this was more than they could ever ask for. 

[agirlnamedelia]

A Carnival Date || A Confession on the Ferris Wheel ride

Ah yes--I'm into carnivals so I made this one. Hope y'all like this as much as I enjoyed making it.

[sukislady]

Can I request how the MHA boys would react if you like demanded there hoodie cause you were tired and wanted to cuddle but they were busy? Idk if that makes sense ❤️❤️❤️ I just think you capture their personalities really well

• ₊°✧︡ ˗ ˏ ˋ “your hoodie, plz” ♡ ˎˊ ˗

𐚁̸ featuring ．i. midoriya, k. bakugo, s. todoroki, d. kaminari, e. kirishima, h. sero

𐚁̸ scenario ．while waiting for your boyfriend to get done with whatever he’s doing, you start to feel sleepy. you tell them to come cuddle but they can’t and tell you no. a word you despise. so you do what you do best. demand compensation. their new hoodie.

𐚁̸ warnings ．fluff, f!reader, cursing, brattiness, the boys are so tired of their partner

[duxearlier]

SAY YOU LOVE ME

Mina Ashido x Reader

Synopsis: You and Mina have been dating for a while now, the two of you being the most popular couple in the school. You two loved each other a lot and it seemed like nothing could come between the two. Well that Is until Mina and Ochako start to hang out more. Brushing this off at first, it starts to get more and more noticeable, how your own girlfriend wants to spend time with someone other than you, always canceling plans or changing them to different dates. The final straw was at prom, where Mina was supposed to make it up to you, instead she was seen kissing Ochako.

warning: swearing, suggestive themes.

genre: angst, fluff, social media au, quirks.

taglist: open

CHAPTER SIX || MAKING..UP..?

<chapter five || materlist || chapter seven>

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<taglist> @legolashaught @p1gst3p @boom-panda-boy @ashersdeadinside @90s-belladonna @otomegame-oneshots @secretlychaoticruins @shojislady @xnorthstar3x @tati-the-fangirl

[livvyisb0red]

Best friend Sero. Best. Friend. Sero.

Like literally imagine you two being the platonic besties where you can just lay your head on each others shoulders whenever. Or the sleepovers you two would have, not caring about sharing the bed. The hugs, the pranks, the laughs. The ideal best friend right there.

[ur-average-anime-kid]

Being friends with the Bakusquad HCs!

*If you're a girl then Mina is most definitely your best friend and she will tell you everything she knows about everyone (Which is probably a lot)

*If your a boy then probably Kirishima would be your best friend due to his kind nature and he probably was the one who invited you to hang with them in the first place (If your nonbinary/gender fluid pick who you want! or who seems most like you!)

*Denki is definitely the groups punching bag he gets the front of all the teasing though he will try to flip it on to you especially if you have more of a shy nature.

*Sero is more of a quite character I think so your a bit shy its better to be around him because of the rest of the craziness that is the other 4

*Bakugo is the one that makes fun of everybody and I mean everybody, he may not come to most hangouts because he is either already asleep or he is somewhere training but when he does come it is very entertaining to tease the blonde or watch him make fun of everyone else

*Bakugo most likely gave you a nickname and its probably a bit offensive but thats how you know he doesn't mind your presence

*Denki is the group flirt he is always somewhere finding anything that walks to hit on including you and the others in a group he is that guy who acts gay with his friends

*Mina is the most outgoing of the group she is making the plans and getting everyone to hang out together she probably suggests the weird things y'all do together or she picks the games when the room goes quiet

*Kirishima is the mom of the group, though he denies it if you tell him that his response is along the lines of "No, im just the manliest" Though he does enjoy helping the rest of you guys and giving you guys help on homework and everything.

[mitsua]

𝑴𝒚 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓 & 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒓 | 𝐸𝑝. 2 𝑁𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐𝑒

Warnings: may contain bad grammar and spelling mistakes, distancing attitude, anxious thoughts and symptoms

Series: Boku No Hero Academia Pairing: Y/n ✕ Sero Hanta

Y/n's . . . GN! Words' count: 0.28k

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For the next days of that joke of Sero you made some space between the two of you until that strange feeling inside you would suffice.

But it never did. And Sero came aware of your distancing attitude being specificaly towards him and only him, which disconcerted and made him feel he did something wrong but couldn't put his finger of when or what was it, so went on ignoring that possible option.

Your friends took notice of this as well and tried asking about it. Mainly to be friendly, others concerned about the well-being of your relationship and finally others just to have the tea.

But you couldn't say a word. Not with how bad you were feeling.

Those bad thought were eating you slowly but surely, every day you'd go on your way to the classroom your stomach would start aching and sometimes your hands sweating.

It was of course not common, not before those impacting words. Why was it affecting you? They were a meaningless joke. He said that. Why wouldn't you believe him already?

You'd still exchange your good mornings and good nights by text, but as everything, it was not the same.

You'd been guilt tripping yourself into thinking it's been your fault this lack of chats and talks with your beloved one by not being able to control your feelings or maybe have a quick talk of that joke once more.

But it was confusing enough thinking about why was it enough to only hearing that to believe it? You didn't even knew who were they talking about that day. Why couldn't you react to ask further in that moment? Why?

Why does it hurt so much?

Next chapter

[carefreecoffee]

Flufftober Day 17: Brushing hair w/ Sero Hanta

Word count: 700, Gender-Neutral reader

Sero walks into your room, slightly disheveled as he places his gym bag at your door, closing it softly. The two of you had planned to relax in your dorm after he was done with his training regimen with the boys but it seems that it had gotten the best of him.

You sat up in your bed, discarding your phone to the nightstand. “Hey babe! How was trainin’?” He huffed out a whine, face planting into your bed dramatically. With a dry chuckle you rub his shoulder soothingly, “That bad huh?” 

He gives out a curt nod, face still buried within your blankets. As you take in his figure, you notice the sweatpants and hoodie combo he had changed into mere moments after getting out of the gym. Your lazy grin fades as you notice the state of his hair, tangled and slightly knotted in the back. You frown, lifting his chin up to meet your face, “Hanta, love, could I brush your hair?”

You  were trying not to offend him too much and thankfully he seems to actually enjoy the idea of it, sitting up as enthusiastically as he got comfortable on the edge of the bed. “Ugh, yes please baby. Nothing would make me happier!” You chuckle at his antics before getting up and going over to your dresser to grab your brush.

When you get back, he's leaning on his forearms trying to keep his eyelids afloat, the sight before you was practically ethereal, taking a mental screenshot for later. You kneel behind him, pushing him so that he’s sitting up again. You look at the drape of hair, taking a moment to figure out where to begin. 

Sero lets out a small chuckle at your hesitance, “It's that bad huh?” You shake your head, running your hand down the middle to part it evenly. “Nah, I just need to figure out where to start so i dont hurt you. If it does hurt, make sure to tell me, okay?” He nods softly, seemingly already melting into your soft touch.

You begin getting to work, starting on the left side and run the brush from the bottom of the strands working your way up to the root. You felt bad that he had to endure such training but it made you proud of him for pushing himself past his limits. 

After the left portion of his head is finished, you turn on the TV, picking a show to use as entertainment for the rest of your endeavor. 

Small hums and groans elicit form Sero with each stroke of the bristles. You smiled softly, glad to know you could make him feel better than he had the past couple hours. As the show ran on, you felt him sway a bit under your touch, you figured he was pretty exhausted so you allowed him to scooch up onto the bed fully in between your legs with his back to you. You worked out the last of his knots, seemingly to be in the back of his head the most. You tried working through a particular knot as you heard a hiss.

“Shit, sorry babe” You tilted your face to meet him but he simply waved you off. “No no it's okay! I blame it on training with Bakugou. The damn guy doesnt know when to call it quits haha” You both basked in the humor of your friends' antics until you had finished, giving small adjustments to his bangs until you see the brush down upon your night stand. 

You leaned down, kissing the top of his head as a finishing touch. “All done, love” He sighed and turned around, embracing you within his long arms, “Thanks you baby. I don't know what i’d do without you” You could sense the sleepiness laced within his voice as he felt the rise and fall of your chest. 

Ultimately, you wrapped your hands around his broad shoulders, running your hands smoothly over the freshly pampered hair. The show began to fade into white noise, the only sounds reverberating through you being Sero’s daft snores;  his clutch never faltering on your body.

[a11eya]

a11eya’s masterlist

all of my fic are reader inserts! characters who’re love interests are aged up and at least in their mid-20s unless tagged otherwise. all my reader characters can be read as gender neutral unless tagged otherwise 🧡

general writing tag 🖤 ao3

bnha

BAKUGOU KATSUKI

MIDORIYA IZUKU

KIRISHIMA EIJIROU

SERO HANTA

miscellaneous

WRITING ASK GAMES

[xo-kyeong]

To be punished

Synopsis: Telling the Bakusquad not to touch themselves while you masturbate as punishment for making you feel jealous.

Warnings: MDNI!!! Smut, Voyeurism, Soft Dom! Reader, AFAB Reader So far that's all I can sorta remember? Let me know if I missed anything!

FUCCCKK i’m so invested in this idea 😭 Because literally IMAGINE!

"You five, stay fucking put!" You raise your voice at the five of them.

"I don't want to see any of you grinding or humping anything to get yourselves off" you smirked, looking down at them from your position on the bed.

Bakugou, Kirishima, Sero, Denki, and Mina all have their hands tied to their backs while sitting on the floor.

"Baby, don't do this to us, please!" Denki whines and wriggles to try and get out of the complex knot on his wrists.

You work your fingers in slow circles that make you hiss.

"Oh, fuck" you yell, throwing your head back as you continue to rub in slow circles.

"This is what you all get-ahhm" you say, biting your lip as you hit such a sensitive spot.

All five of them were focused on you: the four boys, who were evidently rocking a boner, and Mina, who was absolutely antsy.

"Ahhh, Aha" your voice cracks so sexily when you giggle, making all of them hiss at how tight and wet they feel.

You now remove your shorts to reveal that you aren't even wearing underwear. Dangling the piece of fabric in front of them

"Fuck" Bakugou grunts, also attempting to get loose.

He glares at your foxy eyes as if he were saying you're going to pay for this later.

You lean back on your bed, just enough so that they can still see your bottom half. You start working on your clitoral area, massaging it in slow circles and closing your eyes in pleasure.

"Oh my god—ah, fuck" you moan as you dramatically arch your back and grip the sheets you're laying on.

"Not so fun now, huh?" You laugh at their pathetic faces, nearly all of them sweaty and most especially needy.

"Please! Please y/n! We're sorry!" Kirishima begs you as he wriggles, inching forward to get a better look.

You sit up and tell him to back off and continue pleasuring yourself.

"Baby, come on. I can make you feel even better" Sero bargains, looking at you with those dark eyes you love. But you aren't falling for it; instead, you quicken your pace on yourself.

"Y/n! Babe, please! We didn't mean to make you jealous, we swear! Well, I didn't mean it—it was all the boys! Let me go, please!" Mina whines, and you stop your actions for a bit, licking your fingers while you get up to approach her.

"Mmm, my poor baby. Are you saying that the guys are the only ones involved?" You caress her chin with your soft hands.

The boys look at Mina with wide eyes. "HEY! YOU WERE IN IT TOO PINKY!" Denki shouts, and the other boys agree.

"Oh? What's this? They say that you were also involved" You sigh as you let her go and return to your bed.

"Ahh, what do I do with you guys? I honestly thought they were friendly gestures. But seeing the way Uraraka was getting a bit too close to you, Mina, Agh!  I was seething," You say, your voice raspy, low, and seductive. Like honey to their ears.

"And the way Bakugou and Kirishima seemed to be getting a bit too touchy with Midoriya, hmm?" You stare at the blonde and the redhead as if they were kicked puppies, their eyes averting your gaze.

Sero licks his lips at the sight of your glistening cunt, while Denki and Mina, on the other hand, have their mouths open, literally drooling at the sight of you.

"Of course, I couldn’t forget about you two sluts" you eye Sero and Denki.

"Denki Kaminari was getting comfortable with Jirou" you start playing with yourself again. This time inserting one finger inside. You gasp at the penetration.

"And Sero Hanta, being the pretty boy he is just had to be giving Todoroki a few friendly glances"

You quicken your pace again, this time adding another finger.

"Fuck! If you guys- hahh.. oh my god-" your eyes roll to the back of your head, sentences get cut-off by the moans that fail to stay hidden.

"Ahh, mhmm. Oh, if you all would’ve just—AH! Ohhh, stayed nice-" adding another finger, making you whine.

"M-maybe I could’ve Hahh, fuck- given you a chance to fuck me- oh shit- senseless" You continue pleasuring yourself, and you hear them moan, all in different pitches and tones. You hear a few grunts and pleads.

"Fuck—she’s close" Bakugou whispers to Sero, eyeing him.

You’re way too busy and caught up in pushing yourself over the edge. Each moan gets higher in pitch. They can see how tightly you’re gripping the sheets.

"Oh fuck! oh fuckfuckfuck!!" Your chest is heaving as you hear the lewdest squelch you’re producing.

"Pleasepleaseplease- hahh, Fuck!!!" You arch your back so beautifully that it has them looking at you in awe. The way your sweat shines through the reflected led lights in your room and your chest heaves as you plop down on your bed.

"Oh fuck.. hahh" you breathe for a while, closing your eyes to collect yourself.

But then you feel multiple weights shifting on your bed. You open your eyes to see that all five of them managed to get untied.

You were so busy with your orgasm that you hadn’t noticed Sero break free, so he proceeded to untie Bakugou and the others.

"Now, you’ve had your fun" Bakugou smirks at you, pinning you to your bed.

"It’s our turn, babydoll"

All eyes are on you, and you couldn’t have this any other way.

Authors Note: Would you guys maybe want a part 2 to this?? AAAA I'd love to hear your thoughts!!