#idk how to tag this but..... bug reader? the reader is a humanoid bug so idk:/

[t0asty1-writes]

Cariño — Sero Hanta x reader

notes: ah yes, this is the chapter where i infodump about my oc's quirk to you (the reader has a bug quirk, just want to point it out in case you havent read the previous chapter). technically my oc is infodumping to izuku but its the same thing actually. also i forcefemmed izuku lol shes a girl now, i hit her with the Trans Blast. this chapter is pretty long but doesnt focus much on the story of sero and the reader, so next chapter will probably be a shorter one that focuses on a really important scene between them.

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chapter list -> chapter 1 -> chapter 2 -> chapter 3 -> chapter 4 -> (still in progress!)

You were walking down the hallway, holding your books close to your chest. With your eyes trained on the ground moving beneath you, you thought about your new friends: Mina, Kirishima, Bakugou, Jirou, Denki, and technically an old friend—Sero.

You barely knew them for a day, but they already meant so much to you. Insects don’t get enough love, but the way they treated you made it seem like they were making up for all the prejudice against you. 

In ways, they’re like bugs themselves; Mina looks very bug-like, Kirishima can harden his body to be like an exoskeleton, and Jirou can use her earphone jacks like antennae.

Denki can use his electricity to communicate—you found this out by the electricity in the air around you pulsing rhythmically in a frequency that was much too high for any human to hear, but of course you heard it. The message was in binary code, but when you tried to decode it, it ended up being only gibberish.

Bakugou and Sero don’t have that many similarities to bugs, unfortunately. I mean, I guess that Sero’s tape could be used like a spider’s web because it’s sticky, but other than that you simply can’t find any connections.

Lost in your thoughts, you didn’t realize you were on a collision path with another girl from your class until you were both knocked to the ground, notebooks and textbooks scattered everywhere.

“Oh my God, I’m s-s-s-so s-sorry! Oh, gosh, this is the second time today this has happened, are you alright?! I really wasn’t looking where I was going-“

“ACK!! Sorry, sorry, sorry! I wasn’t paying attention! Please let me help you clean up! Which of these textbooks are mine-“

You stopped talking over eachother and both looked up with wide eyes. 

The girl you crashed into had messy, untamable short green hair, big green eyes and long eyelashes. Freckles dotted her round cheeks. She stood up and spoke with intensity, almost yelling;

“IT’S YOU!!”

You jumped a bit and lifted a hand, pointing at your own face.

“M-me? What? What about me?”

The girl started fumbling over the books on the ground, hunting for something specific. She was a mess, in more ways than one. Her tie was tied wrong, she had buttoned her uniform jacket unevenly, and there was already a rip on the knee of her leggings she wore under her skirt. She was all over the place mentally, as well. 

Finally, she held a tattered old notebook in the air in triumph. She sat down on the ground in front of you and opened it up as she spoke.

“I’ve been wanting to ask you about your quirk since I first saw you! Let me find a new page- So, it’s very similar to Asui’s quirk, right? She can do anything a frog can do, and you can do anything a bug can do, correct? Your hair is interesting, it’s iridescent, could it be made out of the same material as a spider’s web, maybe? I wonder if you can make the same material as a spider…”

She began muttering, her eyes wandering along with her mind.

“Wait wait wait wait, what? Can you slow down, please? And can we clean up and then talk about this in class… Maybe?” Your voice sounded timid as you started reaching for strewn books again.

“Oh, right, right, sorry! My bad!

Now, here you are, sitting in your homeroom classroom waiting for class to start. The girl introduced herself as Izuku Midoriya, “But you can call me by my first name, Izuku.” She had said with a wide grin.

Her seat was directly in front of you, and she was sitting on her chair backwards with her notebook against the back of the chair, writing things down at lightning speed as you talked.

“First of all, I want to talk about your exoskeleton. How strong is it?”

You leaned forward over your desk a little bit. 

“It’s stronger than human bones, it has to be if there’s not things like fat and muscle to soften blows. I don’t know any exact measurements, but my exoskeleton can take some pretty hard hits, and it’s immune to fire as well. I think it needs to be stronger though, so I’ve been eating a lot of foods with chitin and calcium to strengthen it.”

Izuku nodded along, muttering her own additions here and there.

“Interesting, interesting. Ok, next up, your, um,”

She gestured at the sides of her mouth, indicating where your pincers are.

“My pincers,” you supplied.

“Yes! your pincers,” she drew a quick sketch of you.

“Do they interfere with eating? Do they help with eating? Can you use them to hold things? Oh, your hero costume, I noticed that you had these- these green and pink things attached to them to make them longer, it looked metallic-“ Damn, for someone so shy, she talks a lot.

“Ok, well, umm,” you rock back and forth in your chair a bit while thinking of how to answer her questions the most accurately. 

“They can interfere with eating some things, like foods that are too wide to fit in my mouth, like, a big sandwich, i don’t know, and they can’t really help me eat because they can’t reach my mouth. And I can hold some things with them, as long as they fit between my pincers. As for my hero costume, I designed those pincer extensions so I can utilize them as a weapon. I imagine it would hurt a lot to be bitten by them, and you’re right, they are made of metal.”

Izuku’s eyes were laser focused on her notebook.

“Excellent! Ok, so how do your antennae work?”

“W-well, uh, it’s kinda hard to explain because we don’t experience senses the same, but it’s kind of like… like… hmm… no, wait, I know! They work like a cat’s whiskers, I can pick up on vibrations with them!”

“So, it’s sort of like seeing and feeling at the same time?”

“Well, it’s all the senses at the same time, except for taste.”

“I see! Wait, if seeing is included in your antennae’s function, then why do you have big bug eyes? Also why do you need glasses?”

“Ah…” You laughed awkwardly. “I don’t really know why I have both eyes and antennae, but for my glasses- Well, they’re actually designed to obstruct my vision. If you’ll look at the rims of the lenses-“

you removed your glasses and held them out for Izuku to see. 

“There’s this shading there, right? Because I can sense so much it overwhelms me a lot, and it starts to hurt my brain, which causes me to shut down. I’m not sure if it’s because I’m a bug or if it’s because I have autism.”

“This is amazing, let’s keep going- Wait, you’re autistic? ME TOO!”

She squealed and brought her hands to cup her face in delight.

“I’ve never had another autistic friend besides Kacchan! Wait, this means we’re friends, right?” She gazed at you with hopeful eyes.

“Yes!! I’ve also never had another autistic friend! Well, I kind of haven’t had any friends… for a while… So yay, friends!”

Throughout your interactions, you’ve kept thinking about how similar you two are.

“Yippie! Ok, moving on- I need to get as much information as possible. Ok, alright, what is your hair made of? It’s all shiny and iridescent.”

You brought a hand to your hair before speaking, twirling strands between your fingers. “It’s made of the same material as my wings. It’s really useful because I can use a bunch of products on it and see how it affects my hair, and if it has a positive affect I’ll use it on my wings.”

“This is fascinating. May I see your wings?”

Her eyes shone at you from underneath her bangs as she asked that question. 

“Ah- W-well, you see, uh…” You grew flustered, looking down and covering your face with a hand.

“That would be… Kind of really intimate… For me…”

Your wings are hidden beneath a shell on your back that bulges out, called an elytra. the elytra is significantly stronger than the rest of your exoskeleton, but in order to fly you have to open up your elytra. This is not exactly ideal because while the rest of your body has plates of exoskeleton to keep you safe, your back is barren and soft in order to keep your wings undamaged. Exposing your weak back to fly is one thing, but exposing it just for someone to look at is entirely another.

Izuku’s face turned a bit red. “Oh! Sorry, sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable! Let’s move on, then. Umm, so, fuel. Bugs have to eat sugar—like nectar and stuff—to keep them functioning, right? Thats just what I heard, but is it true for you?”

Grateful for the change of topic, you moved your hand from covering your face to resting your chin on it. 

“Yep, it’s true for me. Sato’s quirk makes it so he can use sugar to enhance his physical abilities, right? Well, I have to eat a minimum of 40 grams a day just to make sure my body doesn’t shut down, and more than that if I wanna perform well. It’s kind of annoying, really.”

“I see. I’ll keep that in mind. So, what about your arms? Do they ever get in the way of eachother? Are they well-coordinated when you fight?”

“Hmm… Sometimes they get in the way of eachother, but I would say they’re well-coordinated. I’ve never had only 2 arms though, so I don’t think I would know the difference.” You let out a slightly awkward laugh at the end of your sentence.

Izuku was busy writing down all her notes on you in her notebook. Taking a closer look at her, you’ve just noticed the yellow handkerchief tied around Izuku’s head and sticking out of her hair.

“Wow, I like your bow.”

“T-thank you! I like your headband!”

You were wearing a plain headband the same color as Izuku’s handkerchief. You touch it thoughtfully at the compliment.

From there, the conversation drifted away from your quirk and towards fashion. You were both chattering excitedly about how you designed your hero costumes, and then started talking about what you like to wear when you’re not wearing the school uniform, until you were interrupted by other students entering the classroom.

Izuku sits forward in her seat again as more students begin trickling in. You were looking out the window when you felt a tap on your shoulder.

You look over and Sero is sitting in the seat next to you, grinning at you.

“Hey y/n! You kind of disappeared on us, were you in here with Midoriya?”

“Oh, yeah, I was, sorry for disappearing on you, my social battery kind of just ran out-“

You start twirling your hair around your finger again. It’s something of a nervous habit, a self-soothing technique.

“No, no, it’s totally fine, I was just wondering where you went is all.”

Your teacher, Shouta Aizawa, walked into the classroom and all the students fell silent. One time, you overheard that he hadn’t been late to class once.

I’m too tired to write it out, but this is where Aizawa announces the U.A. sports festival. Everyone is hyped, except for those who are scared shitless. You happen to fall into the second category.

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