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Oh no. He knows! He knows you exist! Evacuate the city, now!
Fuck-
hi love! idk how long ago you posted that you wanted sero requests but here i am.
tattoo artist!sero and it’s like your first time getting tattooed and he talks you through everything that’s going to happen and everything that he’s doing and just making sure that you feel safe. i acc love it so much honestly it could be his partner or a complete stranger but honestly OBSESSED with this idea rn it’s doing my head in i just NEED it on paper
thank u sum for the request & i love tattoo artist!sero !!
You've been thinking about this for quite some time. Ever since you saw your eldest cousin with their first tattoo when you were much younger, you’ve been dreaming about getting your own.
On an impromptu girls' trip into the bright city of Tokyo, your closest friends, Momo and Ochako, convince you this is the time! “but I need to do so much more research about what place I want to go to! what sized needle I should get, and… SO MUCH MORE!” you say in the dimly lit bar, tipsy enough to even be thinking about this idea but not so much that you’re stumbling. “Oh, com’on Y/n !! my girlfriend knows this guy who owns a tattoo place, I think it’s near here, and he’s like, so legit ! she only goes to him and his people.” Momo chimes in. This made you even more unsure. You love Momo’s girlfriend! She is cool and funny but the crowd she runs with is… a wilder than you’re used to. “Is this the same guy that almost got us arrested at that house party?” you say back, reminding her of that night year or two ago. “oh my lord no !!! That’s Denki. this guy is Sero, he is super chill, an amazing artist, and can do anything. even those super small, dainty ones you like.” After about 3 more drinks, the three of you guys are outside by the bar, and Momo is calling this Sero guy, asking if his place is still open. and it is.
After about a 10 minute walk, you arrive at the place. “Tokyo’s Ink” looks cool enough. Rustic and dark enough to draw in the right crowd but oddly clean and tidy enough so no one thinks it’s some sketchy dump. you stumble in with the help of Momo and are greeted with a tall male at the front desk. “uh.. Momo, are you sure she’s ok to like do this?” aww sweet. you think. he clearly cares about his clients which makes you more open to trusting him like this. “yeah yeahh she’s fine. not as bad as ochako though.” momo replies, laughing before she notices- oh shit. where’s ochako? after mumbling you can’t understand between the two tall dark haired people, she dashed out, assuming to look for her. “so, y/n right? i think we met a couple times when you went out with momo and jirou.” oh yeah. You remember seeing him in the crowds with Jirou’s ragtag friends group. “oh yeahhh. you used to have a lip piercing, where’d that go?” you ask, peering up at his face. “oh i uh, got into a fight and it got ripped out.” he says so nonchalantly, leaving you stunned, wide eyed. “holy shit!” “yeah, so you’re thinking of getting a tattoo?” he says and sits back on the desk in the entry way. You can see him a little more clearly now and he’s gorgeous. His hair looks clean and soft, a little outgrown mullet but it looks good. His hands show the ends of some complex artwork going up his arms. even though his lip ring is gone, he still has a lot of other jewelry hanging from him. Earrings and bulky silver rings and a thin chain around his neck. “um yeah i’m definitely getting ones,” you say a little louder than you intended. “but i need to know you are like, legit.” you say and he laughs. It’s a nice, deep laugh that makes your heart do flips. He says he can take you to the chair where he’ll go over the procedure and you can ask any questions you want. “so hopefully you’ll come back when you’re in a better, state and we willl start by sketching out some designs of the tattoo you want. we’ll work on that untr it’s perfect for your pretty self,” your ears perk up and blush at his comment. He notices and smiles back at you, “then i’ll print it out as an outline and trace it with a marker on the spot you want, once that placent is where you want it to be then we will start inking.” he says.
Sero starts talking again. About needle sizes, ink color, if you wanted shading and color or just an outline, blah blah blah. As much as you wanted to, you couldn’t focus on his words when he looked like that. he sat directly in front of you, legs slightly spread, you could see the tension his muscular thighs were putting those tight black jeans through. Sero, with his pericings almost glistening in the overhead light, a light that contorted the muscles of his arms, was slouching and leaning forward ever so slightly so that you could see down his thin and baggy white t-shirt to his chest. He stopped talking but you couldn’t tear your eyes away from his torso. god he looks so good.
He said something. Your name maybe? Then he was standing. It only took half a step until he was towering over you. His hand reached up to caress your jawline and lift your chin up to him. You could smell him now. Not the sandalwood that aired in the shop but him. He didn’t smell like a cologne, more like fresh sheets, warm vanilla with a hint of that manly musk. “you got it, princess?” he said. you could feel his warm and calloused hand against your hot, soft skin. god he definitely works out. you don’t get calloused hands from tattooing. you thought. “um yes. i-i- i’m sorry what do i got?” you replied. Suddenly the buzz you felt in the bar was back but this wasn’t from alcohol, you were high off something else. He laughed softly before saying “i asked if you understood everything i just told you. we you want i can schedule you for an appointment tonight.” his hand dropped from you face and planted on the table behind you. He was leaning down, closer to you. You could practically feel his breath, his lips on you. Sero’s eyes darted down to your lips, then slowly back up to you. His eyes were determined. Searching for any discomfort in yours as he slowly, and i mean slowly, attempted to close the distance between you two until,
ba dingg !
the bell above the door jingled, causing the both of you to retreat quickly. “Found her !!” Momo exclaimed as she was dragging a very sad Ochako, face covered in ice cream, by her side. “O-Oh great !” you said standing up. Sero stood and backed up, giving you room to walk to your friends. He went behind the front counter and grabbed his scheduling book out from under it. Opening it he look at back at you, “so are you free next friday?” he asked clicking his pen, looking at you. “um, oh yes. yes i am after 4pm!” you replied. he scribbled something down and looked back up at you. “great then. i’ll see you at 5:00pm next friday.” he said with his million dollar smile. Momo then proceeded to tell you how late it was and how your group should probably turn in for the night. “I’ll walk you guys out!” Sero jumped into the conversation following Momo and Ochako already half way out the door. Then he put his hand on your lower back, guiding you out of his shop. You turn your head to thank him for letting you come in way past business hours. “don’t worry about it princess, it was my pleasure.” he whispered back to you. his lips softly kissing your neck for the first and last time that night before leading you out.
god you can’t wait until friday. now you just have less than two weeks to figure out what kind of tattoo you want.
you asked for scenarios with sero so i shall provide one (hopefully)
first date with sero where nothing goes right bc he’s very nervous and very clumsy
YES !!
he doesn’t understand how this happened. he even went to kirishima and bakugou asking how to plan this date out so that NOTHING would go wrong. yet here he stood. drenched with you under a bus stop, with ice cream smeared all over his pant leg.
it all started around 12:30. after 4 months of pinning after you, he managed to ask you out. well you kinda asked him out. it was late one night and you guys were texting. talking about school and stuff.
sero :p : yeah i can actually est Honkey’s ‘Tonk’ burger in 3 minutes and 23 seconds
y/n : NO U CANT ! stop lying
sero :p : I SO CAN !!
y/n : we’ll you’ll just have to show me, so i can see it for real :)
sero :p : i definitely should. how abt tmrw ?
y/n : sounds great ! 12:30?
and so that next day he waited by the school gate for you. you was mentally kicking himself for not offering to pick you up at your dorm but too late now. “sero? hey!” he heard from behind him, turing around he was met with you. how beautiful you looked in casual clothes: vintage levi jeans with a simple tight black long sleeve. your jewelry glistened in the afternoon sun and he had to come back from his haze to greet you. the beginning was going great! he ended up not ordering the hunkey’s tonk burger because, as mina said, making a lady watch you scarf down a pound burger was not a turn on. so he took you to a small thai place he knew of. the two of you talked, ate and at the end of the meal you offered to buy him ice cream.
walking down the street to the ice cream parlor sero couldn’t help but thank whatever forces are in control for a great date. the sky was getting a little cloudy but nothing serious. when the two of you went outside to enjoy your treats, a MASSIVE gust of wind ran right past the two of you. by some force it managed to roll onto seros lap, creating a big sticky splatter on his pant leg. you laugh it off and pull some napkins from your purse to blot it so at least it wasn’t wet.
he pulls you into the ally behind a the ice cream place and you crouch down to try and get most of the ice cream off. he embarrassingly tells you it is no big deal and he can get it himself but you won’t listen. you get up, sadly telling him that you did the best you could but he’d probably have to wash them. you can tell by his face sero is clearly in a bad mood now, so you led him back in the direction of the dorms. he hates himself now. he ruined a perfectly good day. well he didn’t directly ruin it but that doesn’t help his mood. he walks beside you, slowly. he can’t even look at you he’s too embarrassed. he doesn’t make small talk, and neither do you. not because you don’t want to talk to him but you just don’t want to make him uncomfortable.
he notices you open your mouth a little then close it, biting the inside of your cheek. he makes a mental note to ask you about it later when he’s more chipper. then you inhale, loud enough for him to hear and turn slightly facing him as you walk. he’s bracing for you to reject in one of the many ways he has become familiar too then-
a loud bang, and then crack, and then silence before the hard water falls from the sky. sero looks up. not believing that this too is happening right now. he looks down at you and expects dispoinemt, anger, saddness, any of those but he’s met with your pretty soft smile before meeting his eyes and grabbing his hand-
and you’re running. with him. hand in hand to the bus stop a hundred feet ahead. he can hear your laugh through the rain and wind gushing past his ears and ue can’t help but smile with you. the two of you stay thete, laughing and he apologizes.
“for what?”
“ruining your day. i know it wasn’t your plan to clean ice cream off me and get drenched in your pretty outfit.”
“you clearly don’t know anything about my plans, sero.” you say with a wink. after a moment of laughter you look back up at him. “you think my outfit is pretty?” you ask him in that sly tone. you see his muscular shoulders relax, as if he’s just let go of a breath when he says “i think everything about you is pretty.” with this eyes.
the two of you wait for an hour under the bus stop. chatting away about everything and nothing. when the storm is reduced to light sprinkles he takes your hand to walk you back to your dorm. kissing your cheek goodbye. when he walks back to the common room where his friends reside. they stare at him soaked head to toe with a noticeable darker stain on his pants, mina can’t help but cringe. “how did uh- the date go?” she ask nervously. expecting a defeated sigh come from him like all the other times but instead, he smiles “good. real good.” he replies as he grabs a soda and walks back to his room.
I HAD A DREAM ABT BUYING A HOUSE W BKG !
i feel like he is more of a penthouse guy, preferring to be able to wake up and see the whole city from his kitchen but you guys have been dating for close to a 18 months now and he can’t stop thinking about wanting a life with you. not that he doesn’t already have one. he just longs for a more domestic life.
one where he walk into the doors after work to find you just getting home from picking up your kids from daycare. the mini versions of you and him burst through the door to tackle their daddy in a big hug. asking about his day and how they got to see him on TV during lunch today. you would tell them to go get changed into more comfortable cloths and do some chores before dinner and they’re off. despite coming from katsuki - the worst behaving kid in the planet according to his mother - you’re angels are just that, angels. once the kids are off to their rooms he comes up to you and wraps his big strong arms around you, pulling you in for a long needed kiss and hug. “who’s cooking dinner tonight?” he ask, following you into the kitchen. “i was thinking i would. you did it the last two nights, babe. what are you in the mood for?”.
katsuki doesnt follow the realator around the home like you do. he walks quietly around and imagines what having a family in this house would look like. he would walk in and see you in your office, shelves already installed for both of your awards you’ve gotten. or he’d walk further in and see you on the couch with a glass of wine or in the kitchen arguing with your childern on why we couldn’t have pancakes for dinner. or just maybe he’d go down the first hall and see you cradling your newborn back to sleep.
he goes to the master bedroom where he sees his imaginary version of you already in bed, scolding him for not answering his phone if he’s going to be out late on patrol. or perhaps youre in the bath. the big porcelain bathtub that could definitely hold the two of you and all your body and hair care crap.
he passes you and the realitor talking about the walls or the sunroom or whatever. he wanders to the living room. with big sliding glass doors touching from the floor to the ceiling. he goes outside and knows exactly what you’re going to say when you come out here. “kat, babe where’d you go- OH MY GOODNESS this is the perfect little area for my garden!” you say coming out behind him. yep. he knows you all too well. and he knows this is the perfect place to start a new part of his life with you.
“alright so Mr. Dynamite, like i was telling your partner, this home offers 5,700 square feet-“ hell yeah- 300 sqf bigger than deku’s.
a/n: i kinda wrote this while thinking abt seroki. also it’s 2:20am rn so i might delete this when i wake up.
you lay awake under the cool sheets with him. you’ve both come down from the high and he is sleeping soundly curled next to you. his skin touching yours. but you find yourself not being able to drift off as smoothly as he did, mind too busy over analyzing every detail of the dinner you had with his father hours prior.
how his smirk grew when his dad called you such names and warned him how you would ‘bring him down in his career’. you couldn’t help but wonder if shouto was only interested in you so get could get back at his dad in a way. picking the most damaged, low life he could find to bring home. you knew his dad wouldn’t exactly approve of your ‘lifestyle’ to say, but you never thought your one and only would let all the insults wash over before defending you, if you could even call it that.
“they’ll only bring you down in life, think about your career, Sho!”
“so! want me to go marry one of the perfectly selected girls i know you have lined up for me?! how sick are you! i don’t care what you think of my partner because your two cents don’t matter to me!”
not even really defending you. just insulting him. throwing more salt in the wound his father has for being so absent in his life.
you didn’t think twice about the way he wiped the tears you wept in the taxi home away and carried you to the bedroom when you got home. in that moment you just needed to be loved by him. and he did that. but hours later, in the almost morning, you rethink everything. you wish you had the courage to start a fight about this whole ordeal. how you truly didn’t feel like he loved you, just loved the reaction he got from his dad. you’ve planned out exactly what you’d say too but you won’t because you’ve grown too attached to this life you created with him. even if this safe heaven for you is just a little bonus for pissing his dad off.
i love sero hanta. i just know that he would be the best boyfriend in the world.
i see him with someone who is more type A, he would balance someone like that out beautifully and i think he needs someone in his life who will ground him. give him some sort of plan even if it revolves around you. he’s so easy going and nonchalant about everything. nothing seems to bother him on the surface so he’s there for you the moment he notices any notion of unease.
sero hanta would dance in the kitchen with you all night to your favorite songs, bake cookies with you, bring you a drink the mornings he goes down to the café because he was thinking of you. he’d try his best to help you with any school work and then cuddle with you when you finally give in.
his love language is physical touch and words of affirmation. unless you tell him not to, he is all over you all the time. it’s not even 100% sexual. you’re sitting on the couches with your friends and he’ll just come around the corner and lay his head down in your lap, listening to you voice.
Thinking about Hanamaki Takahiro who met the love of his life in high school.
First year, you two were just friends. It started with small jokes and laughing about the teacher and the uptight teachers pet in your shared classes. Then he was getting his homework answers from you. You two began partnering up for every group project, he’d come up with a creative presentation and you’d do the informational part.
Summer between first and second year he gradually spent more time with you. It was you and him, then you, him and mattsukawa, then iwa and oikawa joined in some times. It was great that you fit in so well into his friend group but, Hanamaki couldn’t help but cringe at the way his friends or random guys would blatantly flirt with you. No matter how uninterested you showed you were. It was the weekend before their second year started and that’s when Hanamaki realizes how he feels towards you. It’s under the stars in his beat up 2002 light blue Honda Accord where he comes to terms with the fact that he likes you. A lot.
First half of Second year was spent fighting and growing apart. Hanamaki couldn’t deal with these emotions he felt and still hang around you. It hurt too much, it was too complicated. He started canceling plans, then making up excuses not to go, then ignoring you outright. Mattsukawa knew. He sorta figured it out and yelled at him every day for ignoring you. “You’re pushing her away!” Good. Maybe if you’re far enough he can live his life never having to face your rejection. But instead, no matter how far he pushed you away, you comeback with a greater force. Sometimes it’s not even you specifically pushing back, but the universe sending signs. When he’s not with you everything Hanamaki sees reminds him of you: he orders your coffee order when he’s alone so feels closer to you, on cooler or rainy weather he day dreams about the Saturday afternoons you guys spent dancing in the rain with his sisters.
It’s day 17 without having taked to you in person. He messages you all the time with memes and/or regular conversations but it isn’t the same as hearing your sweet voice. 9:22pm and it’s raining outside. He can’t help but wonder if you’re watching the water drip down as it hits your window right now. It’s 9:27pm when he gets an overwhelming urge to go to you. It’s late, his parents are on their anniversary trip so they won’t know if he goes out this late. And he does. He gets in his car and tells his oldest sister he’s getting sweets from the store but really, he’s driving to you. Hoping he hasn’t pushed you too far. His mind goes into autopilot as he parks, rushes up the pavement stairs, and knocks on your door. He hears you look through the peep hole before unlocking the door to question why he’s here at 9:36 at night. He doesn’t say a thing, he doesn’t hear a thing. His ears go deaf momentarily while you’re probably spewing out questions at him but he shuts you up with a kiss. His hands gently holding your cheeks as they burn red in his callused hands. The two of you break apart for air after what feels like an eternity, his forehead is resting against yours as he inhales deeply before saying, “I’m so sorry, gorgeous. I know I’ve been a dick friend to you. I just,” he pauses, “I-I-uh didn’t really k-know how to go about this. But uh, is this ok? Am I doing this right?” He asks pleading for you to say yes. “This is about the only thing you’ve done right all month” you reply smiling before going in to kiss him in return.
Thinking about the bakusquad who…
Thinking about sero hanta who brings you your coffee order whenever he’s on his way to see you.
Thinking about bakugou katsuki who makes his lunch for 2 so he can share with you.
Thinking about denki kaminari who will do anything to get you laughing at him.
Thinking about kirishima ejiro makes an effort to see you in the morning to tell you good morning.
Thinking about jiro kyoka who writes songs for you and preforms them during your study sessions, it doesn’t tell you they’re about you.
Thinking about mina ashido who loves to give you a self care makeover when you’re feeling tired or stressed.
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This is something I wrote like AGES AGO !!! And I’ve been VERY MIA LATLEY so here’s some cringe asss writing I wrote at like 6am
cw/ ok this IS a bit suggestive but a little kiss is all that happens ( OMG SPOILERS RHEA! ). sero does allude to something more but he isn't serious and never names it, just insinuates ig ?. sero being a nervous little teenager. this is actually something that i did like a week ago at a sleep over 😋. #bring back nervous men
ok. ok. okk. oookkk. he repeats over and over in his head. omfg stop sweating. your hands are so sweaty stop sweating sero! he yells at himself but because the body doesn't respond to agression, his pleads led to no avail. he sits up straighter thinking he's slouching too much. women don't like men with bad posture, makes them look shorter and sloppy! he can hear his mothers voice now nagging at him. he doesn't know why he's so nervous, you have been participating in these weekly movie nights with the some of class 1A and 1B for months now. so why is it now that he suddenly can't breathe with you next to him? you shift a little bit and suddenly it all comes clear to him. oh, she's next to me. she's leaning on me, not mina or urakara. is she mad at one of them? no no, you wouldn't bother coming down here if you were. maybe you were trying to make one of his friends jealous? did you like someone in this room? hell who cares, you're leaving on him. not bakugou, not todoroki, not denki, him.
he can feel your skin against his due to your shirt riding up. you're probably cold right? if you're so cuddled up next to him. he goes to reach for a blanket but stops. wait no, if you pull a blanket on the both of you, she'll probably think you're trying something. something you are definitely not trying. i mean.. you wouldn't mind trying... NO GOD SERO NO BAD! you aren't mineta. you're in a room full of people !! and plus that's a douche move. "are you good ?" you ask with a light laugh and he realizes he's just sitting straight up, with a arm mid way reaching out for the blanket. "uhhh" "oh! are you getting a blanket? thank god i'm like freezing in here." before he can really move you reach over and pull the white fluffy blanket over both of you. both of you. both. of. you. sero relaxes a little, leaning back into the couch with his hands in his lap like he's in church. another 15 minutes go by and he doesn't move. enjoying the smell of you and your soft hair splattered across his collar bone and the couch cushion. 15 more minutes of nothing. no movement. no sweating. just stillness until, you move your arm across his body to prop yourself up facing him. oh my god. what is happening. did i miss something? is she going to yelll at me ? can she read my thoughts? brain going a mile a minute he completely disregards you leaning in close to him, whispering in his ear "are you sure you're ok sero, you seem a little... tense." he turns his head to look at you and you pull away a little looking into his eyes. you look so pretty. how can someone look so pretty like this? he thinks. hair messy from endless tossing during the movies, no makeup, chapped lips and your face illuminated by the blue light from the tv. "um no no im fine. im sorry i just. school. stressful hahah.. you know?" god he sounds like a train wreck right now. 'hahah.. you know' wtf is wrong with you. he thinks as you giggle a little. he looks around briefly noticing everyone is alseep. how the hell did they fall alseep it's only, he looks at his apple watch, 1:47am, oh. "ha ha... yeah i know." god now you're mocking him. he would think he completely ruined the convo if it weren't for your slight smile tugging at your lips. you back away from his face and he doesn't know if he's glad or hating it. you're still turned towards him, just sitting back now on the edge of the couch. "aw boo, looks like they all passed out." you say looking down and around at your friends who are all snoring away. "are you tired yet?" you ask. and god he thinks his heart stops when you tilt your head to look back at him. "ummuh no not really. i could sleep but i could also stay up a little longer." yeah that totally makes sense. you sit there for maybe 10 more seconds but it feels like 10 more hours to sero, just looking at him, smiling. should he smile back? or keep his scared little boy expression? he needs to relax he shouldn't be this tense over a classmate. granted the classmate is the definition of drop dead gorgeous, and they're so smart and funny, more smart than funny but god does he really like that about you. "can i kiss u sero?" holy shit. that came out of NO WHERE. well not really but STILL ! you WANT to kiss him. YOU want to kiss HIM? you want to KISS HIM? his mind is racing, thinking of the perfect thing to say back. something cool and smooth and "yeah" oh. that wasn't cool or smooth but it got the job done. you look at his lips then back at him as you lean in with your stupidly adorable smirk. you stop momentarily, centimeters before touching his lips, the he leans in to close the gap. your chapt lips meet his softer ones and you put your hands around his neck, fingers gliding into his almost mullet as you break away. licking your lips and smiling like a total goof you whisper, "i need to get to bed. goodnight sero." you get up and kiss his cheek once more before vanishing in the dark hallway. and he's left there. motionless and euphoric. best first kiss ever.
thinking about sero going home for break and the girl he had a BIGGEST crush on in elementary & middle school is now working at his dads dinner.
<c/w: mmm one mention of reader being tall but doesn't compte their height to seros. also i think gn!reader ?? not 100% sure tho. alludes to him having a big family which you can read my hc in that here >
he's definitely the childhood friends to lovers trope... fight me on that. you were the only kid that didn't ask him intrusive questions about his "weird" quirk as a kid, and that made him feel really comfortable and safe around you. you guys were super close up until he left for UA. he promised he would meet up with you everywhere weekend and call you almost every day to stay in contact but, as training and villain attacks got more and more frequent for him, waiting by the phone until you pass out at 2am become more frequent for you. so you stopped waiting. it was hard but you soon surrounded yourself with new people, school work and your job busied you enough to keep sero out of your mind until thinking of him only made your heart squeeze a little. you started working at his dads dinner because even though you guys sorta fell out, that doesn't mean you have to with his family! plus they love you!! especially the twins. you work every saturday & sundays and occasionally go after school if you aren't too busy with school. since sero doesn't get to talk to his dad a lot about the dinner, imagine his surprise when one late night he brings in bakugou, mina, denki, kirishima and jirou and you're there taking and running out orders. literally STAR STRUCK BC damn, 16 year told you looks a lot different than 14 you. and he's definitely not complaining.
you grew into your taller stature and without thinking he just shouts "oh my god! y/n?" you turn around kinda confused bc who tf it shouting at you at 11:30 at night. but your confusion soon melts into excitement when you see your sero hanta. 5'9 now, built, and sporting some skinny black jeans with a heavky oversized beige t shirt. y'all hug, him holding on a little tighter than you were, and you talk while walking them to their table. take their orders, run them back to the chef and walk back over to continue. he invites you to sit down and looking at his friends for any hunt they don't want you there, you're met with wide and exited eyes, except bakugou, welcoming you. you answer their questions about sero before UA, answer his questions about your life now, you asking him about hero training, etc etc.
it's 12:30 when theyre all done with their food, and are walking back to the station to get to their hotel room. but sero doesn't want the night to end. he hadn't notice how much he's missed you over the years until now. he offers to walk you home, saying how it's dangerous, blah blah, it's late and dark out blah blah. he walks with you the half mile it is from your house to the dinner, and when he sees the familiar walk up to the front door, he wishes he could walk with you some more. he doesn't want to leave you. it's like all those years ago when you were his safe spot and he wouldn't dare venture outside of your comfort. he walks up the steps with you and hugs and kisses your forehead goodnight. he can feel your body tense and heat but at his action but he doesn't care, all he cares about right now is easing his way back into your life. where he belongs.
★﹒₊‧ochako urakara as ur gf
< i hc that this girl is a full on lesbian so, yeah. written w fem!reader in mind (me) >
you were 100% her gay awakening. she remembers it so vividly too. you guys weren't best friends but still pretty close, she was hanging out with you in your dorm, doing a low budget spa day and watching the buzzfeed unsolved complications. she put on her face mask without a mirror so there was a noticeable spot uncovered and you, being the helping friend you are, offered to do it. she was laying down on your bed with you beside her, one arm over her body to keep yourself up as you leaned in close to massage more of the grey mask into her skin. you looked into her eyes for a moment but to her it felt like hours. her heart started beating faster, her body for really hot and jittery yet she couldn't move. then you lifted yourself up and laid down beside her to start the video.
you had to confess first. she was sooo convinced you weren't into girls, or into her, no matter how many hints or flirty remarks you threw at her. she also valued your friendship too much to throw it all away. (girl was willing to take these feelings for you to her grave)
she definitely wouldn't want to keep you guys on the down low. not a secret exactly, but not out there either. she cares a little too much about what ppl will think or say, and you don't really like since she never denies anything when ppl insinuate.
she love love loves going to the cafe, staying at home for a movie, or going to the book store as dates. ochako definitely prefers to stay in then go out, she just likes the intimacy of you two alone than being surrounded by strangers.
SHE IS A JEALOUS GIRL
she doesn't pout alone or go sulk in a corner when she gets jealous, she goes all crazy gf on y'all.
"hiya babyy" goes in for a kiss, running her hands along your body to pull away and go "oh who is your little friend?" all with smile. she isn't slick either, EVERYBODY WHO KNOWS HER, knows when she is getting all jealous and possessive.
since she gets jealous easily, it's easy to fix, just either A) ignore the person as soon as she comes over, or B) give her reassurance
also, her love language is quality time and physical touch
★﹒₊‧driving headcanons
izuku is the worst driver. omfg. he either goes 15 over or under the speed limit, he makes signals that indicate ppl can cut him off or something, and then he gets MAD!! izuku has road rage horribly. he cannot drive. he's also scared of oncoming traffic so he's 9/10 driving in the shoulder 😭😭 never been pulled over bc he rarely drives.
mina beat izuku for the 2nd worst BY A HAIR. she's almost the same as izuku but her music is up all the way, she's jamming out, dancing and trying to eat her mcdonald's fries on the freeway. only difference is she stays in the lane fairy well. she's been pulled over quiet alot 😐
bakugou 2nd best driver. ik he's really abrasive usually but driving is like his therapy. he's calm, very attentive, and his music volume is always at like 15/50. he doesn't get road rage, he just curses under his breath, a lot. does speed like 5-10 over. (mans got places to be) BUT he as never gotten pulled over.
denki is the best driver on this list ! i said it. he got his license first, and he also has alot of practice driving w his permit and before. i headcanon that he is a child of a single mom, and she works 24/7 so he often drove himself to places. he never speeds, if he does it's like 2 over at max!! he's a great multitasker so he can talk, eat, and/or jam to music while driving perfectly. he's the designated driver among class 1A.
★﹒₊‧ ' i'm really craving gamer sero to hold me in his lap while he plays some stupid game. nothing violent or competitive, just some late night, calming game like animal crossing or Minecraft. just you and him in his dimly lit room. breathing in his worn off cologne, listening to his breathing, occasionally feeling his warm skin against your plush lips as you peck him on his upper jaw. you can hear his fingers clicking away on the controller. you're starting to get hungry but you really don't want to leave him so you're fighting your growing hunger on a late sunday night, whist sitting in your boyfriends lap.
hii! if youre still taking requests could i either get headcanons or drabble for sero x fem!reader who’s quirk is related to healing (and she has angel wings)?
tysm!!! if your requests are closed please ignore this :) <3
★﹒₊‧sero w an angel / healer s/o
< hiii thank i sm for requesting anon!! i did a short little hc and drabble bc i couldn't think of much but i hope you like this ! :)>
angelic.
only work to describe you. not only do you literally look like an angle !! but you using your quirk to help other people is so heroic to him.
he loves to hug you from behind but his arms go around your hips more than your waist
he really likes when y'all are cuddling and you wrap your wings around him too 🥺🥺 he melts. he feels so safe in those moments.
*ok so in this little hc you're not in the hero course but instead you kinda intern under recovery girl some days
he makes sure to get a little tossed around by bakugou on days he knows you work in the nurse office, just to see you.
he literally gets hurt just so you can fix him up. (it's never bad at all !! it's just a couple bits maybe. he mostly exaggerates)
< "come on man! just do it real quick." sero whisper shouted at bakugou. "i'm not going to punch you so you can go see your little girl friend. that's seriously disturbing." sero relaxes in his stance in front of the blonde. "yeah yeah whatever. i'll go ask midoryia, he'll give me a harder punch too" he said too nonchalantly. "THE HELL-"
and that's how sero hanta, a 16 year old man ended up walking proudly to recovery girls office with a nice fresh balck eye. "good afternoon sweetheart!" he says knocking on the frame of the door as he walks in. "hi han- OMFG what happened !!" you almost drop your chart and rush to his side. grabbing his arm and steadily trying to lay him down on the beds. "mmm just a little something something." he replied, smiling like an absolute dork. you sat him up and put on his self made playlist on your phone, at a low volume as you cleaned up any dirt and bacteria that was most likely around his bruise. as you were sobbing his cheek with a red slit across it, you asked him how the hell this happened? "oh yk. just a little uh, miscommunication ? between bakugou and i." you pulled back and gave him a look. "miscommunication, huh? mm" you went back to cleaning and you started bad mouthing this bakugou character, who you've never formally met. "i dont get why you hang around him. he seems like an absolute ass. all i ever hear is how abrasive he his, and-", "no no y/n sweetie," he interupts you. "he's not that bad at all. most of the time we do stuff to get this rise outta him." he closes his eyes, expecting you to go back to icing his wound. "huh... and was this just one of those pranks gone wrong?" you ask rolling your eyes but when you meet sero's apologetic expression, like a child being caught stealing candy, it tells you all you need. "YOU INSTOGATED THIS ! sero honey, you got hurt !! you can't be putting yourself in harms way just to get a couple laughs in" you place your hands over his eye and activate your quirk. after a good two minutes standing there, you let go and his eyes fluttered open. revealing it perfectly healed. "mmm i feel better already" he states with that lovesick smile. "thank you, sweetness." he pulls you in by your waist and pecks your cheek. "yeah yeah, what am i here for" you say rolling your eyes and wrapping your arms around his neck.
