#sero hanta x you

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soulmate hanta who is completely oblivious to that fact that he is your soulmate. everybody is born with a soulmate mark, a scribble of words that are the first words your soulmate utters to you placed somewhere along your hip. hanta sero who is nonchalant and chill about things that he doesn't realise he's already met his soulmate. they met on the first day of ua and he didn't even notice, and you... well you noticed but how could you tell him.

everyone's going around introducing themselves, he doesn't introduce himself though. your bag was neatly tucked away under your desk, already ready to start class when hanta somehow tripped over it, he caught himself in the last minute

"fuck, that could've gone really bad." he grinned at you and you were too stunned to speak, your body felt warm, like fireworks exploding and the warmth left over from sparklers their bright vivid colours flowing through you, you found your soulmate. you didn't get the chance to reply to him, an authoritative voice started speaking, aizawa sensei, and then class started.

you tried really bad to talk to him but he oozed of confidence and friendless, if the roles were reversed and you tripped over his bag you don't even think you would of been able to say something, you'd probably just rush off in embarrassment. he jokes around with everyone and you fade away in the background, you didn't even mean to, it wasn't your intention, you told yourself that when you started ua and started the hero course you'd put yourself out there more but that changed when the idea of talking to your soulmate was so daunting.

soulmate hanta who lays in his hammock with his arm of his face, groaning because you are just so adorable! and you won't talk to him, you're quiet anyway but around him it's like you don't say anything. he doesn't even know if he's ever heard you talk. he frowns at the idea that you won't talk to him because you don't like him, he wants you to like him, he wants you to talk to him! everything about you leaves him in a tizzy- the way you smile, your laugh, your anime pins stuck to your bag, how you got bakugou to open up to you even before kirishima. he can't explain it but he just wants to be near you.

you want to be near him, you want to ask him about his favourite manga, you want to know more about him but you conclude your soulmate wants nothing to do with you. you've only spoken to him once, a month into meeting each other, and he didn't say anything about your mark. he didn't have any reaction. you were talking to bakugou, arguing over who did better in the practical today out of the two of you and you're too involved in proving that you were better that you don't realise hanta and kaminari have walked up to you both. you've spoken to kaminari on a couple of occasions he's nice but a bit too complimentary to girls for your liking and you haven't said one single word to hanta, overthinking every little thing. "oi, you two which one of us was stronger today in our practical?" bakugou shouts over to them.

you don't remember kaminari's response, you remember hanta's, "i mean you're good bakugou but she's miles ahead of you." your heart soars, you don't think you've ever been so happy in your life. shouting ensues, lots of shouting, bakugou calling hanta blind and various other insults.

over all that you say, "thanks sero, you were great too," the end of your sentence gets quieter and you stutter more. they can barely hear you over all the shouting. hanta doesn't look at you or make any acknowledge of what you just said, like 'oh hey, that's what my soulmate mark says' nothing. he heard you but he didn't want anything to do with you. the rejection hurt but you knew something like this would happen, you never expected him to like you but you would've liked him to say something like 'i'm not interested but i still want to be friends with you.'

the lack of any acknowledge on his behalf made it clear to you and you don't want to disrespect his wishes, if he doesn't want to get to know you then you won't force yourself into his life. what you didn't realise is your soulmate didn't even hear what you said... he didn't reject you at all he just didn't hear.

five minutes beforehand he was almost dragging denki by his sleeve over to you and bakugou because he wants to talk to you. he's had this warm fuzzy feeling from the first moment he's seen you and it's just grown and grown.

soulmate hanta is buzzing now that everyone is moving into dorms because surely that means you'll have to talk to him.

soulmate hanta who inserts himself into your life. that anime pin on your bag? he's asking if you've read the manga. he's making teasing jabs at bakugou with you about how his cooking for everyone gives it away that he loves all of the class, bakugou always tells him to fuck off and you have a fit of giggles. he gives you ideas when he can see you're struggling and hit a road block with your hero costume support items. he'll swing you with him to the roof of tallest towers in the city and talk for hours until the sun comes up about the future and plans for being a pro. he's loud and sociable and brings you out of your shell to speak up when he can see that you want but are too afraid to, he's there to give you a push but also relax with you in the dorms when he can tell that you don't have the energy for everyone. he'll bring snacks and you'll watch films and he'll speak to you gently and soothingly that puts your mind at ease when you get overwhelmed. he'll read you manga while you rest your head on his lap and you'll get overly competitive when it comes to mario kart.

you don't understand why your soulmate had this change of mindset about you, maybe it's because you're all living together but now you have him in your life you're not jeopardising that. the time you share with everyone is amazing, and the time you and hanta share with everyone is amazing but when you're just together alone that amazing turns into perfection. you want to bottle up those moments with a glass and keep them forever.

falling in love with hanta didn't surprise you, you knew it would happen sooner or later. you never spoke to each other about being soulmates or relationships (you thought you knew why) you didn't engage in conversations with the rest of the class about it either. you didn't want to put hanta on the spot like that, 'yeah, i've found my soulmate guys, i spend every day with him but he rejected me. oh look! here he comes now, hi sero!' you were wrong though. it didn't happen like you thought it did.

soulmate hanta who isn't just called 'hanta' in your head but when you speak to him or about him, after eight years of knowing each other you've gotten past the use of family names. the first time he heard you speak it his heart skipped a beat. your heads were pressed together and you were under a blanket asleep. you both drifted off at some point during film night, it was time for you both to start joint patrol so you woke him up, whispering his name. you joined the same agency so that meant you liked doing as much joint patrol with each other as possible.

soulmate hanta who's never been in a relationship before and is a complete virgin. he doesn't care about other girls, not even to look their way for a night, all he cares about is you. the idea of even dating a girl riddles him with guilt over how he wishes it was you. hanta is fully aware that you've never been in a relationship either.

soulmate hanta can't bare to look you in the eyes and hear about the person you love or how you're yearning to find your soulmate. he couldn't bare that pain. the idea that you have someone out there- it kills him. in that sense he's insecure, he knows he should be supportive and ask about your soulmate, it seems that every other person has had at least one conversation about it but he just can't. you've never even had a relationship and he knows he should ask why but then you might ask him the same question and the reason would be- you.

the thought that his words may be written on your hip never cross his mind, he's never been in denial that he loves you but he never thought it was reciprocated.

the thought that he himself has a soulmate never, even for a second, flits through in his mind. he doesn't think he's met them and he doesn't care if he does. they won't be you.

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[katsukistofu]

USER KATSUKISTOFU, WRITE A HANTA SERO PIECE, AND MY LIFE IS YOURSSSS‼️🙏🫡

all eye wanted was you

contents ౨ৎ ⋆ s. hanta x fem reader. fluff. ★ sero reminds you of a few important things that your all-seeing quirk overlooks.

“So you’re not dating him?” The girl in front of you asks again to clarify. She’s either from General Studies or the Business course you think, you honestly don’t really remember and don’t care.

You heave a sigh. “You asked that already, I said no the first time.”

At this point you’d assume the conversation would be over, but of course she opens her mouth again.

“Then you wouldn’t mind if I asked him out, right?”

Your head’s starting to throb and you force your tone to be calm. “Sorry, but do you understand the definition of not dating—“

“Uh, yeah she would.”

A familiar voice speaks, and your eyes widen as you make contact with its source, your best friend. “Sero? What are you doing here?”

“Making sure people don’t have the wrong idea of us.” He offers you a sly grin, tugging you closer by the sleeve of your uniform.

“How is this making sure people don’t have the wrong idea of us?” You hiss, placing your hands on his unfairly firm chest to stop yourself from colliding with it. With a quick glance around, it seems like the girl is gone.

“Hmm.” Sero’s smirk only deepens on his pretty lips. He did this on purpose to have you alone to himself, didn’t he? “Didn’t see you complaining when we pretended to be together to get a discount for tatts.”

“Their prices for hypothetically single people were crazy!” Your cheeks burn as his fingers trail over a spot on the fabric of your school uniform.

The skin underneath burns as he continues to trace the almost exact pattern of your tattoo, like he has it memorized from when you both showed each other right after getting them done at the parlor.

Sero playfully fidgets with the hair tie on your wrist that he let you steal from him earlier as he continues. “Or when I told the waiter at that fancy restaurant you were my girlfriend and that he couldn’t give you his number, but we’d love to take the couple’s deal instead.”

“That’s different!” You protest weakly, sounding unbelievable even to your own ears.

“What, are you going to play with my hair, like how you always do when you get stressed?” He murmurs, gently tilting your chin up to force you to meet his eyes.

You curse as you realize he’s right, somehow your finger has already found its own way to twirl one of his dark locks.

Sero’s dusky eyes darken with a hint of hurt.

“How long are you going to keep pretending?” His voice is painfully soft.

“I don’t know, I’m just…“ You take shuddering breath. “I’m scared, I guess.”

“Scared of what?” Sero’s brows furrow. “Is it because of that rando? Because you could easily take her, I’ve seen you with some strong ass villains—“

You laugh and smack his bicep. “No, dummy! I’m scared because…” Your voice hesitates, and he hugs your waist tighter.

“Use your words, sweetheart.”

Your breath catches as he uses that tone. “Okay now you’re just being unfair.”

“Hey, I’ll beg if I have to.” He grins before faking a drop down to his knees.

You squeal as his strong arms take you with him, only to come back up and steady you, and he chuckles as you smack him.

“Okay, I’ll tell you! I’m scared because I don’t want to end up pretending like we don’t know each other when we break up. You mean a lot to me, and I think,” You mumble as your finger continues to play with a button on his dress shirt. “I think that would really mess me up.”

“You mean a lot to me too.” Sero’s eyes soften. “And if we break up.”

“Nothing lasts forever, Sero.”

“Let’s prove them wrong then.” He brushes his knuckles across your cheek with such tenderness that it hurts. “Baby, why are you so worried about a future that won’t happen?”

“Because I’ve seen it happen to people.” There’s a worried frown on your face as all your past visions from your Quirk flash through your mind. “One moment everything’s going fine, then it all falls apart. Fate runs its course. I don’t want that to happen to us.”

“Forget fate, I want you.” He cups your cheeks, and you huff as you’re sandwiched between his hands. “It’s hot when you get all Doomsday on me, but I think you’re overthinking it.”

You let out a giggle, realizing he’s right. Nothing is ever set in stone, and you knew that your powers would cause you to be predisposed to anxiously anticipate things, even ones far from your current time.

He’s always reminded you to breathe, like now.

“I want you to focus on the present in that pretty little head of yours, okay?” Sero’s warm, caramel voice tickles your ear. “Can you do that for me?”

“Okay.” You whisper from where your head’s tucked under his chin, clutching his uniform in your hands. “I really want you too.”

He breathes a relieved laugh into your hair. “That’s good. So I can say it now right?”

You bury a smile into his shoulder and his lips tug upward as well when he feels it. “Go ahead.”

Sero takes a deep breath.

“Can I be your boyfriend?”

The butterflies in your stomach flutter while you stand on your tip toes, and to your delight his pupils are blown out and his cheeks are already flushed before you even lean in to give them a kiss.

“Yes. In every future, yes.”

[sepptember]

𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 — Hanta Sero

sypnosis :: what I think would happen if sero had a crush on you!

content warnings :: gn!reader, mentions of reader possibly getting hurt, probably ooc sero, kinda all over the place. not proofread. requested by my bff @lunatiqez.

wc :: 0.8K

Hanta Sero’s interest in you bloomed early on; the sampling was planted after the villain is. hero exercise in the beginning of the show!

I like to think his admiration stemmed from you two playing on separate sides, and he began admiring you & your quirk when he saw you in action.

He immediately attempts to befriend you after, and upon getting to know you I definitely think he falls head over heels.

He likely yaps about you a lot. Bro writes about you in his diary using pink glitter pens, giggles and kicks his feet when talking with you on the phone, twirls his hair as he daydreams about you.

None of this actually happens, but Bakugo is extremely talented at being overly dramatic and says that is what Sero is like with you.

Kirishima is probably Sero’s wing man. He talks with you sometime and Sero, not so subtly, is like “So what did you two talk about? 😊 Did they say anything about me? 😁😄.”

He gets distracted thinking about you during class. You are a welcomed mind weed; you spread but he doesn't have heart nor the desire to pick you.

He's the type to ask you to look at your notes or to borrow a pencil for the sole purpose of talking to you. He did it more at the beginning of his attempts to get closer with you, and they definitely worked because it gave him openings to start conversations.

He also makes that everyone else's problem!! he will talk about you for HOURS to Kamanari or Kirishima, and on the rare occasion Bakugo, but also everyone in class notices the way he looks at you. It is a gaze of pure adoration, and each day it just grows stronger because you continue to impress him.

He looks at you as if you're his favorite hero, and it is so cute at first, but everyone lowkey gets fed up with it because he is taking so long to make a move.

He is ROOTING for you during the sports festival, but when you two face one another, you bet your ass he is giving you everything he's got.

He REALLY likes you and admires your talents, he would actually kick himself if he went easy on you just because of his feelings because 1.) he has a hero future to work for and 2.) he will not disrespect you in such a way.

Whether you beat him or not, I definitely believe his feelings increase tenfold! he just falls deeper in love with you.

He never directly says anything about his feelings, but he does make really subtle moves!!

He was raised to have at least some manners, so he is so chivalrous. Dude holds doors open for you and everything.

I like to think he doesn't act on his feelings until after the camp. He's stuck in that room while you are out there and that freaks him out. It genuinely terrifies him to his core.

He made an effort to get close with you because he enjoyed your presence, even before his crush developed. You two become super close friends, so his worry about your safety stems from far more than his romantic feelings for you.

Of course he is super worried about all of his other friends, but because he formed a stronger bond with you, you're at the forefront of his mind.

He visibly deflates when he sees you. If you got affected by the gas in the same way as Jiro or Hagakura, then he visits you until you're awake. (He contemplated bringing you flowers.)

But if you're just scuffed or non-fatally hurt in the way most of your peers were, he gives you the biggest hug ever, which doesn't happen often because I think he hates hugging people because of his elbows.

He gets insecure and worries that they are uncomfortable, but that all slips out the window at that moment. :((

He also cries. I think he's a quiet cryer, the only hint you get is his trembling body and the tears coating your shoulder.

It was such a tender moment between you two, when you hug him back, he almost begins squeezing the absolute life out of you.

It takes a few days after for him to say anything to you about his crush. It's likely after Bakugo is “rescued”.

He tells you straight up. It's a messy confession, he's definitely nervous, but he doesn't think he can keep it to himself anymore.

Yet when he tells you, you're like “funny story! me too.”

He is kicking himself because you're saying that you like him too?! and that you have for a while?? and that you two could've been together all this time?

He tells his friends and they're like “. . . you were the only one who didn't know it was reciprocated . . .”

He is stunned because they tell him all of these ways you've shown him. Bakugo calls him an idiot and that it obvious. He is so irritated with Sero.

reblogs appreciated! <3

[poetlus]

“I THINK I LIKE YOU” — sero hanta x gn!reader smau

AAAA this was so silly esp considering hanta is my FAVVVVVV!!!! also i guess this is a part 2??? i think. ml @miyamoratsumuu rq’d this along with others wanting a part 2!!!! i like to think hanta gives u song recs + texts u lyrics to his fav songs, so that’s what those ss’s are HEHEHE. also i think he’s super bold over text but not in person.

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

SERO TEXTING YOU

SERO TEXTING DENKI + DENKI TEXTING YOU

SERO’S CONFESSION

[lizzy06]

Sero Hanta x Reader Fic Recs!! (Tumblr/Ao3/Wattpad)

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all in a day's quirk/tumblr link ✨✨by @andypantsx3/ andypantsx3 (oneshot, friends to lovers, fluff, smut<18+>)Sero gets hit with a quirk that makes others see him as the person they are most attracted to. Which you really wish you had known before you opened your mouth and gave him your usual, “Hey, Sero!”. [COMPLETED]

Trash Polka-- A Sero Hanta X FemReader/ Tattoo Parlor AU  ✨✨ (neighbours, fluff, humor)Today is move day, and unbeknownst to you, you actually rented an apartment right above a tattoo parlor with an exceptionally cute owner, who is now your new landlord. .. But you don't particularly mind… and, the owner seems sweet, so who are you to complain ?[COMPLETED]

Infiltration Complete! ✨✨by animepseud (multipurposeroom)(fake dating, fluff, humor)The adventures of Sero (codename Hunter), you (his pretend wife), and your attempts at investigating a murder while trying not to fall madly in love with each other by the end of it (mission impossible).[COMPLETED]

 he was like the Sun ✨by @rainybubbles (oneshot, fluff) Maybe it was your childish obsession with stars that led you to him. After all, if you took a closer look, he was like the Sun.[COMPLETED]

skintight✨ by @saturnsorbits (oneshot, suggestive, fluff) Sero's got an embarrassing problem.[COMPLETED]

it’s a date ✨by @shinaus (oneshot, fake datings, friends to lovers)The invitation was to a party this coming weekend, which they have insisted within it that you had to bring your boyfriend too.[COMPLETED]

do re mi by @mythiccheroacademia (oneshot, angst, toxic relationship, cheating) Sero loved you. He loved you with everything he had. But he thinks he hates you just the same.[COMPLETED]

Fall In Love With Me. by Itsjustadrian(neighbours, friends to lovers, fluff) You have had the misfortune of being neighbors with the pro-hero cellophane. It wouldn’t be bad if you didn’t embarrass yourself the first encounter you had with him.[COMPLETED]

Daddy’s Little Hero ✨by Madysenpai(oneshot, parent! sero and reader, domestic fluff, family feels) Pro hero Cellophane tends to stay busy with his hero work, but on his day off he forces you to get out of the house while he spends the day with your daughter.[COMPLETED]

your initials paint my skin ✨by whatisreggieshortfor (oneshot, soulmate au, angst with happy ending)You just want to be a hero. You don’t want a soulmate, don’t want the bond. But… you’re kind of stuck to him. Pun intended.[COMPLETED]

always have, always will by Kumi(oneshot, childhood friends, angst) Sero Hanta doesn’t know a life without you by his side. For as long as he can remember, you’ve always been there. You’ve always been his person—always have, always will. Or so he thought.[COMPLETED]

Love (Sero Hanta x Reader) by dirtyoatmeall(oneshot, fluff, insecure! reader, comfort)In which you are insecure and believe Sero couldn't love you back. In which you are so utterly wrong.[COMPLETED]

Why Kaminari Is Not Allowed To Do Grocery Shopping✨ by jumix  (oneshot, fluff, humor) It started, as many things in Sero’s life apparently do, with Kaminari wanting Oreos. aka 5 times Sero goes to the grocery store + 1 time he left with more than just the groceries.[COMPLETED]

Like Father Like Daughter ✨by Jessimatsu_girl(oneshot, fluff, just parenthood guys) Your sweet little girl is worried that she'll gets a quirk like her Papa.[COMPLETED]

Spider-Man✨ by animepseud (multipurposeroom)(oneshot, fluff)Sero is a pro hero and an adult who struggles with being a pro hero and an adult. You are (kind of) a Cellophane fan. Though things get cute nothing really gets resolved but sometimes it doesn't really matter.[COMPLETED]

It Started With A Postcard by NyxDeLaNuit (oneshot, strangers to lovers, fluff, smut) Sero loves his friends, but he's desperate to talk to someone who doesn't know who he is…[COMPLETED]

Me & You Together by kingexpl0sionmurder(oneshot, fluff, secret admirer) “What? Who sent me flowers?”[COMPLETED]

It’s worth it. by Madysenpai (friends with benefits, friends to lovers, fluff, angst, smut)Sero and you are friends with benefits, you wanted more but knew you couldn’t have it. Sero knows your relationship with him only goes so far, so why is he so jealous of Todoroki?

The Things That Bind Us by lunadoesntexist(fluff, friends to lovers, mutual pinning) You were alone… and then he showed up.[COMPLETED]

Blankets & Banter by Stumbleduck(oneshot, fluff) It’s the Bakusquad’s not so weekly sleepover of shenanigans, video games and hopefully no fires. But after getting very little sleep the night before you start to doze off on a certain tape user’s shoulder…[COMPLETED]

BREADTH: Sero Hanta by KaigaraX (oneshot, fluff)Someone You Loved - Featuring: The Hero & Exactly As You Saw.[COMPLETED]

A Sign of Love✨ by @dira333/ Fogfire (oneshot, soulmate au) Everyone has the first words their soulmate says to them tattooed on their body. Well, everyone but Sero.[COMPLETED]

[hopelessdelusional]

truly believe there is no better hype man than hanta sero!

pre relationship he’s too nervous that you don’t like him, so he prolly avoids speaking his mind a lot. there are times where he has to physically stop himself from yelling all sorts of compliments, even if it’s just your pjs. he thinks you are insanely out of his league, because “you’re personality is that amazing and you’re hot as fuck? no way they like me back”

but you do! and after dropping major hints hanta finally decides to ask you out to which you respond with “fucking finally han” and kissing the lights outta him.

no matter what you’re wearing, how your hair looks, if you have makeup on or not, hanta thinks you’re so beautiful. everytime you two lock eyes the breath is knocked outta him, and he has to remember how to breathe in the first place. you always say he’s being dramatic but like, no. he genuinely cannot function and genuinely thinks you are drop dead gorgeous.

as well all know sero is the voice of the people, and he always speaks his mind, so when he gets comfortable with your relationship? that boy never stops complimenting you

“damn! how do you look that perfect in a t shirt babe? is it hot in here or is it just you?”

everyone snickers and smiles, while you just roll your eyes and give your boyfriend a little pec.

“you’re doing too much han.”

“i’m doing too much? baby you’re a fucking greek god!”

he throws his hand up to his forehead in a dramatic gesture, making you laugh at his antics.

trust that whatever body issues you have he will curb stomp them with all his might, because you are perfect and he wouldn’t change a thing about you.

“i dunno babe, when i turn to the side i look pregnant.”

you awkwardly laugh, trying to cover up your insecurities. meanwhile hanta is still in shock from seeing you in that tight little outfit, showing off all your features. he was fighting the urge to imagine you naked because damn that outfit left very little to the imagination.

“wait what?!”

he scrambles to his feet when you go to take it off, grabbing your hands.

“i know you have these strong feelings and if you truly do not feel comfortable in this you can. but, i cannot emphasize this enough, you look hot”

you end up wearing the outfit and hanta takes fifty million pictures of and he has a new lock screen 🫶

[crownofgildedlilies]

matching pajamas

pairing: sero x reader summary: Hanta proves everything is just better in matching pajamas.  wc: 2.2k event masterlist

It wasn’t a secret that none of your friends liked your boyfriend. 

They said he was rude, and dismissive, and overall a massive jerk. Bakugou was more creative in his insults—’he looks like he couldn’t pour water out of a bucket if the instructions were on the bottom’—but you had always stood up for him, like you thought a good partner should. 

But now he was your ex, finally, and suddenly you couldn’t help but notice all the bad things your friends had warned you about.

Even weeks after the breakup, when you were positive that you were completely over him, you were still realizing things that should have been a red flag to you. 

A lazy Saturday in the dorms found you lounging on the couch with your friends, except Mina and Kirishima had long since ditched you all for a winter themed date. You had pouted as you watched them leave, a little jealous that they had someone romantic to enjoy the holidays with. Kaminari had left soon after to hang out with Tokoyami, and Bakugou hadn’t even shown his face before dragging Midoriya and Todoroki with him to the training grounds. 

Laying on your back across the length of the couch in the common area, you frowned at your phone, scrolling mindlessly through what seemed like an endless supply of holiday themed relationship posts. 

“Hey,” On the opposite end of the couch, Hanta sat with your legs stretched across his lap. He had been on his own phone for the past half an hour alongside you, the warm palm of the hand not holding his phone settled atop your shin. 

“Hm?” Humming, you clicked off your phone and dropped it beside you. 

“What’s got you huffing down there? ‘M not entertaining enough for you?” He teased, and you rolled your eyes playfully, shifting your position so you sat up with your knees tucked to your chest and back pressed against the arm of the couch to face him. 

“It’s stupid,” You murmured, dropping your attention to your powered down phone sitting on the couch beside you. Hanta shot you a flat look, one that he commonly used when someone in your friend group was being ridiculous. “Seriously, it doesn’t matter. I’m being dramatic.”

“Try me.”

You narrowed your eyes at him, frowning at his persistence. The blush that colored your cheeks was unavoidable, so you ignored the heat in your face as you unlocked your phone and found the post that had bothered you in the first place. Wordlessly, you tossed the device down to the opposite end of the couch and found the hem of your sweatshirt entirely too entertaining. 

“This made you mad?” Hanta asked as he studied the picture on your screen. Turning your phone to face you, he showed you what he was looking at, as if there had been some mistake. 

It was one of those relationship goals posts influencers all seemed to create for every holiday. The couple in the picture you had decided was your last straw were cuddled in bed, matching Christmas pajamas on, a litany of snacks surrounding them, and a holiday movie playing with string lights to set the mood.

“Not mad.” You buried your face in your palms, hating that he so easily was able to drag the truth out of you. “I’m annoyed, I guess.”

At your refusal to elaborate and uncover your face, you felt the couch shift and dip as he moved to the end you sat at. The heat from his sudden proximity warmed your skin, telling you without looking just how close he was. 

“I’m gonna need more of an explanation than that.” Hanta teased, flicking your forehead. His teasing accomplished his goal, and you pulled your hands away from your face to glare at him.

“I guess,” You huffed a sigh, wrapping your arms around your knees. It was hard to focus with him so close your sock clad feet poked against the side of his thigh. But he was giving you his undivided attention, and you couldn’t argue that it didn’t feel nice to have him care so much. “I just always wanted to do something like that. My ex—”

Hanta made a face at the mention of your much loathed ex, and you couldn’t help but giggle at his reaction. 

“Stop that,” Your words lost all threat because of your smile, but you didn’t care. And neither did he, it seemed, as he motioned for you to continue. “He wouldn't do anything like that when we were together.”

From the expression Hanta wore, you would have thought you had just confessed that your ex had committed a crime. Face twisted in confusion, he pulled away from you slightly to look at the photo on your phone once more. Except, whatever he was looking for only seemed to puzzle him more.

“What do you mean he refused to do that with you?” He asked, as if he wasn’t already well aware how selfish your ex was. Your face flushed, and you found yourself on the defensive. Not to make your ex seem any better than he actually was, no, but because for whatever reason you hated the idea of Hanta thinking you were needy. 

Your ex had thought you were whiny when you asked him to do couple-stuff with him. Why wouldn’t Hanta?

“It’s not a big deal, really.” You tried downplaying it, though you should have known it wouldn’t work on your friend. He had always been the most outspoken about how poorly your ex had treated you, and had practically celebrated when you announced the breakup—after checking to make sure you were okay.

“No, I refuse to accept that.” Hanta shook his head, and you watched in confusion as he sent himself the post on your phone before handing it back to you. He stood up from the couch, and it was hard to ignore the pull in your chest that wanted to follow him. Weird. “I’m getting us matching pajamas.” 

“Right now?” Both your words and expression were coated in disbelief, but he was already halfway to the door by the time you climbed off the couch.

“Yeah, be back in an hour!” He smiled at you, and you froze on the spot. 

You couldn’t possibly deny the feeling buzzing your chest much longer. And as Hanta disappeared out the front door, on a mission to get you matching pajamas, you knew one thing for certain.

You were screwed. 

Like he had said, an hour later there was a knock on your dorm door. You had retreated there after he left, attempting to do homework but really trying to get a handle on the racing of your heart. 

How were you supposed to not catch feelings for him when he went out of his way to do something you mentioned you had always wanted? Something that only couples did?

When you opened your door, you expected to see Hanta standing on the other side. But all you found was a paper bag on the ground with a note attached. 

Put these on and meet me in my dorm. - H.

Inside the bag was a set of pajamas. The top was solid green, but the fleece bottoms were dotted with tiny Christmas trees, gift boxes, and Santa hats. They were suitably dorky, and you couldn’t help but grin at the knowledge that just across the dorms, Hanta was wearing a matching pair. 

Changing quickly, you followed his directions and made your way down the hall to where he was waiting. It was hard to get your heart to beat at its regular pace, but you had managed to shove your nerves to the side as you knocked on his door.

“Coming!” He shouted through the door, and you thought you heard what might’ve been the thud of Hanta bumping into possibly his bed frame in his race to let you in. The image made you giggle, and you clung to the hope that maybe he was just as flustered by you as you were starting to be of him. 

Soon enough, the door swung open and Hanta revealed himself. He was, in fact, wearing pajamas that matched yours as he smiled down at you. 

“Come in,” He said, clearly proud of himself, and when he stepped to the side to let you enter, you realized why. 

He hadn’t just gone out and gotten you matching pajamas. No, he had recreated the picture you had shown him in his own dorm. Pajamas, lights, snacks, a movie on his laptop, and all. 

Jaw dropped, you stepped into the room like he gestured. Your face was warm, you knew, but you also felt the hot sting of tears threaten to form. Scrubbing at your face, you hoped Hanta wouldn’t notice. 

“You didn’t have to do all this, you know.” Your voice was tight; you hadn’t been able to completely hide the effects of your emotions on you. Turning slightly to face Hanta, you found him already watching you with an edge of concern. 

“Of course I did. You wanted to, right?” He asked, and you hated that he was even doubting himself after he had gone through all the effort for you. Hurrying to explain yourself, you stepped closer out of instinct. 

“Yeah, but I know how annoying it is—”

“Maybe to him,” He interrupted, spitting the word like even the thought of your ex was bitter. And it probably was. “But not to me. Wearing matching pajamas and watching movies with you is fun, I wish we had done this before. Plus, it makes you happy, so that’s all the motivation I need.”

You flushed. It almost felt like a confession. 

“Thank you.” You murmured, throwing caution to the wind as you closed the distance between the two of you and wrapping your arms around his middle. Instantly, he returned the embrace, holding you close. 

“Don’t take this the wrong way,” He murmured against the top of your head. You could feel the vibrations of his voice from where your cheek was pressed against him, and it nearly made you dizzy. “But I’m glad you dumped him.” 

You snorted, and you felt him relax when it was clear that you didn’t hate him for his comment. 

“I’m glad, too.” You pulled away from him slightly so that he could see the honesty in your face. Your arms were still wrapped around his middle, and his touch hadn’t left you, either. “You were right. This was easy to do.” 

Really, you shouldn’t have let your ex convince you that you were too much effort. 

“I could be so much better to you than him.” The words seemed to fall out of Hanta before he could think about their intention, if the way his eyes went wide was any indication. 

“What?” You matched his startled expression, not expecting him to say so. Caught off guard, you tightened your grip on his shirt—the shirt he wore specifically to match you, that he went so far out of his way to get. 

“I wouldn’t do any of the stupid shit he did.” Hanta doubled down on his sentiment before your mind caught up with what he was saying. You believed him, you really did, but you had a hard time understanding when it all felt so sudden. How, in only a few short hours, had Hanta gone from just your friend to confessing how he had thought about how much better he would treat you in comparison to your ex?

“Hanta, are you serious?” 

“Why wouldn’t I be?” Despite his initial confidence, you could tell he was second guessing himself the longer you took to respond to him. “You’re amazing. I’d be crazy not to want a chance with you.” 

“Okay.” 

It was easy to give him your answer. Hanta had set up his dorm almost exactly like the picture you sent him after only hearing you say once that you wanted a night like it. He’d bought matching pajamas, snacks—and if he hadn’t borrowed the lights, he'd have spent money on them, too. 

He’d already put in so much more effort for you than anyone had ever before. 

“Wait, really?” At his shock, you smiled, leaning closer to him to drive home your point.

“I’d be crazy not to let you show me how much better you are.” You parroted his words back at him, tugging his hand towards the bed where the snacks were and the movie was ready to play. “Now, c’mon. I was promised pajamas and a movie. If you’re lucky, you might even get a kiss.”

Hanta grinned, dropping onto the bed and pulling you down with him. Your head easily fell onto his chest, tucked into the space where his neck met his shoulder, and his arms wrapped tight around you. It was a little surreal, how quickly your night had changed, but you wouldn’t trade it for anything. 

“I think I like my odds,” Hanta teased, nearly distracting you with his handsome smile. Grinning, you rolled your eyes and pinched his side in reprimand.

“Just start the movie, you dork.”

“Hey, you’re the one wearing matching pajamas with me.”

[captainshindo]

I like how in almost every bnha fanfic, Sero Hanta is the stoner of the group😭

It make sense but at the same time he’s too bbg for that🎀

[fizziedoodle]

dating sero pt. 2 ⭑๋܂⑅

[daetko]

ᐟᐟ☆ hanta sero: the birthday special . . .

⊱ cw: swearing, pet names, fluff, gn!reader, smau + written (wc: ~1.7k) !

⊱ a/n: HAPPY BIRTHDAY SERO HANTA !!!!!! this was super rushed! + in my head sero’s a sws fan he would love their music trust hiro told me !!

⊱ masterlist

you and your boyfriend agreed beforehand to meetup and get ready at one of your dorms for the concert. you were grateful that the schools management even allowed you two to go to such an event. as you got ready together, he finished before you and waited on the couch while you scurried around the room looking for your shoes. when you were done, he took your hand in his and spun you, making you do a 360. beautiful as ever, you looked.

the car ride to the venue was filled with your nervous fidgeting, as you silently prayed that nothing would go wrong so your lovers’ birthday gift would be perfect. hanta noticed your nervousness, picking up on the subtle hints you were unconsciously dropping. he placed his hand over yours and met your eyes. “c’mon baby, is that adrenaline or anxiety?” he asked, flashing the signature smile that made you fall for him. you couldn’t help but smile back. “hopefully not the latter! i can’t even tell myself” you said with a slight chuckle, his touch comforting you. that’s right, you’re with the boy you love. no matter what happens, it’s always the best when you’re in his company.

the car parked in the VIP parking lot, and hanta quickly sprinted around to open your door. you giggled at the gesture and he took your hand helping you out the car. you gave him a quick kiss him on the cheek “thank you, what a gentleman you are!” you smiled at him. he smiled back proudly, wrapping one arm around your waist and using the other to hold your purse. the two of you walked over to your reserved spot, and not long later; the concert began. now you were sure it was adrenaline making you fidgety, because you were so excited to see your boyfriend having fun.

you finally saw hanta’s figure sprinting toward the car, and you sighed in relief as the drivers patience grew thin, his fingers tapped the steering wheel. “there you are!” you said, rolling down your window and scooting to the side. hanta got in, caught his breath, and quickly turned to you as the driver started the car. your lover smiled at you so brightly you could practically feel your cheeks warming. his hands cupped your face as he pulled you in for a loving kiss. your hands found his on your cheeks, and you placed them over his as you kissed him back. after a moment he pulled away, both of you breathless, but didn’t give you a moment to catch your breath before pecking your forehead. “love you s’much. thank you for today, it was the most fun i had in a while. it wouldn’t have been the same without you” he smiled at you, that smile of his that always made it impossible to hold back yours. “let’s go home and build the lego set you got me, yeah?“ you nodded “id love that!”

you loved him, and he loved you, and that’s all you needed to know to live in eternal happiness.

a/n: the driver dont gaf im crying !!1!2!-! its my first time writing a proper fic other than the one i have in my drafts rn i hope this is not bad!

[rayveneyed]

cw: smut / a/b/o dynamics / cisfem!reader

contrary to popular, old-fashioned belief, alphas and omegas can be friends.

long gone are those times of wilful ignorance, the use of nature as an excuse for shitty behaviour —well, i'm an alpha, see, so i really can't help trying to shove my hand up your skirt, so—

most people are chill nowadays, you like to think — like to being the key phrase. sure, you get the occasional tradomega trying to tell you that you need to dive into your divine feminine and serve your alpha as god intended — and you've definitely been on the receiving side of some ticking biological clock rhetoric, for sure, by snot-nosed alphas with not even a single yen to their name — but it is what it is.

all of this to say that: when sero hanta is guts deep in you, it's completely platonic. completely. cute. casual. nowadays, no hair-brained ideas of marriage or monogamy or commitment accompany your coupling — it’s animal instinct, dirty and intense and slick and hot, scratching a biological itch, and that’s it.

you really lucked out on your choice of partner, too. sero’s an alpha, yes, but not in the derogatory sense. he doesn't get pissed when he smells other alphas on you, like a territorial dog; doesn't tell you that you should be settled down, already, with a household of pups to manage at 25 years of age; doesn't push and prod when you work long hours and devote most of your time to your career. he's funny, and goofy, and tall, and lean, and — and, well, his hair is floppy and inky black, and when he's hunched over you, sweat dripping onto your collarbone from his pointed nose, his cheeks flush the cutest shade of pink…

ahem. anyways.

while there are many omegas that are no doubt stronger than you when it comes to heats, forgoing human contact in favour of 700-odd pounds of silicone, you're part of the large majority that would rather shack up with somebody real. you're not knocking it, of course! your sock drawer is testament to the fact that you love your silicone, really, but there's just something about a person. all heat and skin-to-skin, sticky and nasty in a way that leaves you more satisfied than anything else.

and sero — with his kind eyes and goofy smile (and skintight hero suit) — is not only more than willing to help you through your heats, but have you enjoy them. not an easy feat when your insides are tying themselves up in knots between orgasms, but by god does he do it. something about his hips... something about the way he bows his head to your shoulder, grinding long and slow into you, hips pressed flush to hips. his lips brushing against your skin when he groans, his fingers tangling in your hair to pull your head back. you're not sure if you should be jealous of his obvious sexual experience, or just grateful that you get to be on the receiving end of it.

there is, of course, the obvious romantic connotations of it all. you’re not stupid enough to completely ignore it; after all, heats are these romanticised, coming-of-age-esque happenings, the plot of most early 2000 rom-coms and bad pornos. cute omega roommate forgets her suppressants and goes into heat! real alpha-omega love-making guaranteed!

but its not like that, because hanta is hanta and you are you. you’re like sharkboy and lavagirl. or fireboy and watergirl. whichever pairing fits the dynamic better — you’ve always been the hothead between you two.

“that’s a really shitty idea,” a friend warns you. she’d caught you with your scarf undone, baring the hickies that hanta had left on you to the world — an embarrassing result of the occasional non-heat trysts you’d find yourself caught up in. you couldn’t even blame the heat hormones for the way you’d almost mauled him, but a girl simply has needs! “i’m telling you, casual heat sex never works. trust me.”

but it works for you and hanta, right? because no matter how much you fight, how much you disagree, how much you chastise him for putting himself directly in the line of fire — on live tv, no less! — it all melts away in a pile of blankets and pillows. no matter how deep his cock drives in you, no matter how his teeth scrape your scent glands and have your toes curling against his back, it all ends up the same — slumped in front of the tv, lazily lounging on your phone while he boots up his nintendo 64 to kick ganondorf’s ass for the billionth time.

(and it doesn’t matter that sero isn’t seeing anyone else — it doesn’t matter that he’s deleted his dating apps, or that you keep the pillow he sleeps on when he comes over so that you can scent it when he’s gone. it doesn’t matter that he reminds you to take your anxiety meds — you know, omegas are 44% more likely to have GAD than the average person? — or that he remembers how you take your tea, coffee, and pho. these are things you’d do with any friend, of course.)

it’s cute. casual. not at all romantic, so surely you shouldn’t think twice about leaving a toothbrush at his place. and what harm could a set of pyjamas do? and you could always do with an extra pair of socks, and your skincare, and perhaps an extra phone charger…?

[m3l0nfl0at]

bad day - h. sero

pro hero!hanta sero x gn!reader ; fluffiest of fluff, minor angst on sero’s part, domestic fluff, reader is the sweetest, timeskip!sero (my beloved), pet names galore, 1.4k words

summary : sero comes back home after a rough day good thing he has a very supportive partner to cheer him up!

melons recommended melody: coming home - beabadoobee

 Was it hard dating a pro hero, no. However, it was hard seeing Sero come home sometimes bruised or with a ripped costume. What you never expected was for him to come home and tell you the reason why he was this beaten up was over his hair. 

 Sero ended up back at your guys’ shared house, expecting him to come in cheery like he usually does but you’re surprised when you see him looking glum and beaten down. “Baby? Are you okay?” You quirk your head and rush to his side waiting for his answer. Sero takes off his helmet angrily, “My stupid hair kept getting in the way of my vision in my helmet. It doesn’t help that we were fighting a villain made out of slime. So now I’m beat up and have slime in my hair, isn’t this great.”, he huffs stomping away to the shower. Truth be told you loved Sero’s hair, you loved when he came home from a long day and you could run your fingers through it or when he would sometimes let you put it in cute little hairstyles. Hearing he hated it made you sad but you thought that he would be angry for this moment and then move on, little did you know that this was his last straw.

 After Sero’s shower he came out with his brows furrowed in the middle, still looking as agitated as ever. “I’ve decided that I’m going to go get a haircut tomorrow. The shag is going bye-bye!” You go silent feeling your heart physically split down the middle, Sero looks over at you confused. He goes over to you on the couch waving his hand in your face, “Hello, babe, anyone in there?”. You snap out of your daze and slowly look up at him, “Hanta Sero, listen to me very clearly.”, oh you’re irritated. “If you cut your hair, an angel will die.”, Sero wanting to turn the vibe around teased. “So you’ll die if I cut my hair then baby?”, you faintly chuckle. “You know what, yes I’ll die if you cut your hair. If I can suggest anything maybe just a trim? It’s your final decision baby, I’ll love you no matter what your hair looks like. I will miss running my fingers through it when we cuddle or braiding your hair after you come home though.” 

 You send a pout his way, sinking yourself farther into the couch before Sero rushes over to you, pulling you into a hug, “Ok, I’ll get a trim because you’re right. I love the feeling of coming home and you playing with my hair after a long day plus I don’t want you to die.” You both laugh with each other as your hands find your way to his hair. “I’m sorry that your mission went badly today though, I still see bits of slime in your hair. Want me to wash it again for you? We can do a nighttime routine before we go to bed.” Sero nods and you pull him up by his hands leading him to your shared bathroom. “Let’s go slimy Sero! Hopefully I’ll be able to get all of this tiny goop out of my lovies beautiful hair.”

 Leaning on the counter of your sink you instruct him to grab your shampoo and conditioner as he leans down into the sink to wet his hair. “Baby why didn’t you grab a towel first, you’re going to get everything wet!” Scolding him as you run to get a towel. “Sorry, you called me slimy Sero and that made me think about the mission going terribly. Ugh, it really was bad but now is not the time to think about that, it’s time to relax.” 

 Coming back into the bathroom you see Sero hunched over with his shoulder tensed, feeling saddened by the thoughts of what Sero might be feeling right now. Caressing his back to let him know you were behind him, his shoulders relax knowing you’re near him and safe. Placing the towel on his back you start grabbing the shampoo and lathering it through his hair, still feeling a bit apprehensive about bringing up his mission again. Sero feels the silence hanging in the air, “Your shampoo smells like you, it’s relaxing me.” You laugh and Sero’s worry melts away, “It’s my shampoo of course it’s going to smell like me silly. It’s getting all that small slime out of your hair, not like your three in one.” Sero whips his head up to where you are, “I do not use a three in one! Don’t slander my name like that!” Laughing so hard your stomach felt like it was going to start hurting at any point, “Your hands feel so relaxing in my hair, are you sure you’re not a masseuse?” You go to grab your blow dryer shaking off his silly comment before blowing the cold air in his face. “Hey, no fair!” Sero waves his hands in front of his face before grabbing you by the waist, tickling you. You get the air out of his face signaling a truce switching the air to hot and actually blow drying his hair.

 “After this I’ll put some oil on the ends then we can go lay down my love.”, you softly brush his hair feeling relief that you convinced him to get a trim. As Sero glances over watching you in the mirror apply oil to his hair, he wonders how he got so lucky with you. He thinks how much of a blessing it is that he can come home to you everyday and no matter what he did wrong, you would be there waiting for him. Just as you finish you see Sero staring at you through the mirror with loving eyes, “What’s up baby?”. “Nothing, just love you and appreciate you being here for me, that's all.” You kiss him on the cheek before grabbing his hand, “I love you too, now let's go to sleep baby, you had a long day.” 

 Laying down with each other and letting the stressful day slip away, “Sero, I want you to know something. No matter what happens at that mission I know you put up a good fight and that’s all that matters, you hear me? Don’t think you ever let anyone down okay?”, grabbing his face and pulling him closer to you. He nods flushed with the sudden pull of affection, you lay his head down softly against you before giving him a kiss on his head. Sero laying on your chest matching his breathing with yours feels at peace, nothing was going to hurt him. No slime villain was going to attack him suddenly or ruin his hair and even if they did you would help him with that. Looking down at Sero you see him still wide awake looking at you, “Are you not tired baby?”. 

 Sero looks up finally feeling vulnerable enough to tell you about his day, “Since it was a villain with a slime quirk my tape was pretty much useless because I don’t really have anything to grab on too but I went to the scene anyway. I tried to grab onto the walls only to slip and fall, leaving me covered in slime, it was so embarrassing babe!” You wanted to chuckle a bit imagining Sero doing a spidey-like thwip with his tape to only slip and fall, “Hey, jerk! Don’t picture it!”. Sero flicks your forehead as you start giggling, “Sorry, you’re just so cute. I know that you’re embarrassed because it doesn’t help your hero image but no one can be a perfect hero baby.”. Sero looks away still feeling insecure, “Lately, I just feel like I’m embarrassing myself more and more. What if the agency doesn’t take me seriously.” he pushes his face further in your neck to avoid looking at you. “Baby, it’s normal to feel embarrassed especially when you’re trying to maintain your hero image. You don’t have to be the strongest hero or the fastest, you just have to save people. You're going to lose some battles but you’re also going to win some that specifically fit your quirk, as long as you come back in one piece to me that’s all that matters.” Sero side eyes you, “Oh, all that matters to me of course.” He flicks your forehead again, laughing along with you, “You’ll always be the greatest hero to me, Sero.”. That was all he needed to be, you both eased into the comfort of being close to each other after a hard day of work. Suddenly every embarrassing moment that happened today to Sero vanished into thin air because he wasn’t the greatest hero but to you he was.

divider credit to @/anitalenia and @/thecutestgrotto

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ melon's marginalia: been watching mha and then saw timeskip sero and hello princess, i luv him he’s so silly

[izudeeilo]

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You can study me

Sero hanta smau

volley-ball player sero x art student fem!reader, no quirks au, college au.

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Senior year is finally here! You thought that this time, the teachers would be more lenient with you and your classmates, but not at all. In fact, they even got stricter... They assigned you a half year-long work, which would be worth 30% of your final grade. What does the work consist of, you ask? Making a complete study of the life of a student you need to pick and paint it.

But...you can't pick a friend.

Part.6 • Part 8 (soon)

Part 7

No writing part for this part unfortunately...😞 the writer's block is fr making me go insane, hope you can forgive me 🙏🏻🙏🏻

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[takumifujiwaraswfe]

Sero x "enemy" reader smooching after a mission !!!

Why do I love you?

Sero Hanta x fem! enemy reader | PLAYLIST |

"God, I'm so tired" Sero hummed as he registered back at the agency after a mission. He just wanted to go home, truly. But guess what? There's always a problem. And his problem was [Y/N].

He hated her. But as much as he hated her, he had to admit that he loved that girl. 

"Go to sleep then." [Y/N] was in the same agency, also registering. Sero was too tired to even notice her; he hated those fucking comments of hers. He was too tired to deal with her today.

"Can you shut up sometimes?" He asked her, at which she giggled. God, he has enough. But he can't just straight-up argue with her in the middle of the agency, so as they walked out, he asked her to talk. 

It was late night, he was so tired, god, he couldn't stand her. He was so frustrated. And she didn't listen. He spoke and spoke and tried explaining, and she was hearing but not listening and-.

And he just angrily pulled her to his apartment to sit her down when they finally made it there.

"You must stop what don't you understand?" Sero said frustrated, looking her in the eyes.

"I don't have to do anything. I can do what I wa-" She started saying annoyed and tried to go away. She was tired as well. She didn't want to deal with him? Why should she? But he cut her off. He had enough of her voice, enough of her movement, enough of her face, enough of her skin, enough of her hair, enough of her perfect clothes—he had enough. So he grabbed her arm to stop her from moving, as he was getting tired from even looking at her moving, and kissed her. He had a headache and needed her to shut up. And he was too frustrated and tired to think straight, so he just let go of his fantasies, not thinking straight.

He kept kissing her, and she kissed him back. It was like some kind of magic to him. Did it really happen? Or was he only imagining things because he was tired? But he felt her hands on him; he felt her soft lips on his own. He felt her. And he loved it. He loved her wholeheartedly; it was time to accept it as they lay down on the couch and cuddled while making out. He finally accepted it.

"I hate everything about you; why the fuck do I love you?" He asked her with a tired smirk, and kissed her again.

"Cause you can't stop thinking about me." She teased him and kissed him again. God, how he hates this woman. 

But he loves her even more.

[poetlus]

“GEEKED” — high!sero hanta x reader smau

these texts are based off of things my ex has said to me while he was high… i thought it would be funny because sero reminds me of him teehee

[cupidsblonde]

story synopsis returning to your life in japan was exciting, but when you enroll back into ua university, go back to the bakugos, go back to bar tending, you find yourself always around this guy…? “sero hanta”

darling, i - tyler, the creator

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