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lalaangeldust · 2 years

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I didn’t know if you write for Kirishima..? What about him and the reader are crushing on each other and they have to share a bed..please? ☺️

[ 𝐦𝐲𝐤𝐢𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 ] : IM SO SORRY FOR BEING SO LATE!!! D: my creative energy has been so drained but FINALLY after MONTHS, i got hit with motivtion and i actually had a lot of fun writing this so thank you!!! i hope you enjoy, lovely :) <3

𝐤𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚 𝐱 𝐠𝐧!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

[ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ] : fluff, fluff, and more fluff

It was a relaxing night in the UA dorm common room.

The sweet scent of Sato's baked treats trailed delightfully from the kitchen. Denki was sitting criss cross on the floor, snickering about some video he was showing Sero while Bakugo grumped about needing to go to sleep despite doing nothing about it. Ochako, Tsu and Momo were in a braid train, pleasntly talking amongst themselves and all the while, you were curled up comfortably on the couch, enjoying the ambiance and happy to spend time around your dear classmates.

With the busy and intense life the hero course entails, it’s been harder and harder to find a moment to relax and get even the slightest bit of peace. However, the class had collectively decided to have get-together in the common room once a week at the very least to relax together. These nights can range from a movie night, to a goofy slideshow presentation, to just to a night like this. Being together simply to enjoy the others' presence and you honestly wouldn't have it any other way.

Leaning against the arm of the couch, you prop your elbow up to rest your head in the palm of your hand, allowing your eyes to flutter shut and let yourself melt into the cushions, comforted by the noise and chatter of your classmates. Before you could really let yourself slip into sleep, you feel a hand tap your shoulder, to which you open a single eye to peek at who it could be. You see a familiar spiky silhouette and you immediately perk up, lifting your head to be greeted by a bright and toothy grin.

"Hey there, gettin' sleepy?" Kirishima asks brightly.

"Nah, 'm just resting my eyes," you mumble, rubbing the tiredness out of your eyes.

"Well, that's good cus I have two muffins here that I don't wanna go to waste," the red head beamed as he offered the baked good.

You happily accept the boy's gift, your fingertips brushing with the rough surface of his briefly while taking the muffin from Kirishima's hand. A small action that didn't go unnoticed by you. As you peel the wrapping off your muffin, Kiri walks over and plops down next to you a little closer than some might be comfortable with, thighs pressing together and his broad shoulders touching lightly with yours, but you didn’t mind at all. If you’re being completely honest, Kiri’s presence comforts you, makes you feel safe, and nothing makes you more relaxed than being close to him like this.

You hum happily to yourself before taking a hearty bite out of your muffin. The deliciously rich flavor of pumpkin and spice floods your mouth, the pecan and streusel topping melting beautifully in your mouth and you can't help but let out a little noise of delight as you go to take another bite of the treat. Kiri, breaking into his own muffin, glances over at you and chuckles.

"What?" you huff at him with your mouth full, lips adorned with crumbs and he laughs once again.

"Nothing, nothing. You just have a lil' something right here," Kiri grins, pointing at where the crumbs on your cheek were on his own face. You stare at him, furrowing your brow as you try your best to follow where he was pointing but end up missing horribly.

"There..? Did I get it?" you ask and Kirishima chuckles in response.

"No, you missed completely,” he says with his usual dorky grin, “Here- let me get it," he says before leaning in, raising his hand to your face. The heel of his palm rests on your jaw as he swipes his thumb from the corner of your mouth, across your cheek.

The way he was leaning into you caused butterflies to bubble in your stomach and you internally curse yourself for it. Even after he swiped away the stray crumbs, Kirishima’s thumb lingered and warmth radiated from where his touch was. Making eye contact, he suddenly realizes what he was doing and quickly pulls away, clearing his throat as a subtle red dusts the tips of his ears.

“I got it,” he mumbles.

“Thanks,” you reply weakly, peeling off the remaining paper on your muffin, trying your best to ignore the nerves raging in the pit of your stomach.

As you continue to munch on the last bit of your muffin, Mina bursts into the common room, fuming and you'd be lying if you said you didn't appreciate the abrupt entrance to break the awkward silence.

“YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVE WHAT JUST HAPPENED!!” Mina roars, catching the attention of everyone in the common room, which was likely her intention.

“Mina-san if you could please not shout in the dorms that would be appreciated!” Iida exclaims in his usual demanding tone to which Mina disregards as she goes on to share her story.

“So this dude I was talking to ended up being a total douchebag!!” she cries out, throwing her arms out in exasperation, pink curls bouncing behind her as she stomps her way in front of the couch you and Kiri were sitting on.

“Ugh, is it horse face from general studies??” Denki interjects. Mina whips around, yellow eyes gleaming as she shoots him an icy glare before she goes on to say:

“He does not have a horse for a face!... but yes- yes it is,” and you can't help but chuckle to yourself, swallowing the last bit of your muffin as you watch the drama unfold.

“Ugh, god I knew it,” Sero scoffs, “I told you he was sketch! But you never believe me,” he huffs and Denki nods in agreement.

This is nothing new. Mina finds a new boy-toy every week now it seems like and every week she storms her way to you and anyone else willing to listen to her rant about how the boy in question happened to break her heart this time.

"I-well ok I admit I totally ignored you but he seemed nice!” Mina exclaims.

As much as you'd like to continue to listen, your eyes start to grow heavy as your muffin to settles happily in your stomach. You still try your best to fend off your sleepiness in support of your friend’s weekly crisis.

“What happened to that girl in the support course? I thought you really liked her,” Kirishima interjects.

The sound of his voice immediately shakes away the drowsy feeling fogging your head as you suddenly gain interest in the conversation again.

“I, um…” Mina’s energy bogs down for a moment as she recalls, “I did but.. Turned out she was straight and she only wanted to ‘experiment’” she says uncharacteristically dreary as she swings her leg, foot dragging on the floor.

“But that’s besides the point!” she bounces back, “You're distracting me from my story!!”

As she goes on dramatically about her texts with this “horse face”, your attention fades in and out, making it harder and harder to keep your consciousness. Eventually, your weighted eyelids win this loosing battle and you slowly close your eyes, leaning into Kirishima as the sound of Mina’s voice fades farther and farther away from you.

Kiri immediately notices and tenses up, not daring to move a muscle as he does his best to look down at you to see what you were doing. Seeing your sleeping face leaning onto his shoulder in the corner of his eye sent his heart soaring. You were leaning on him and sleeping on him. He clenches his sweats in his fist and he starts to panic on what in the hell he's supposed to do in this situation. Lean back? Pat your head? Lay you on his lap?? His mind was spinning. Although you two are arguably one of the closest pair in the class, the way you make Kiri's heart stutter and his throat go dry when you so much as looked at him is undenyable. He's smitten by you and everyone knows it. Everyone but you, rather cliche, huh?

He looks at Denki; a silent cry for help. Denki notices, eyes bouncing between your sleeping frame and Kirishima's panicked face. It takes him a moment to relaize when was going on but when he did, he gave Kiri a mischievous look, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively at him. Kiri groans in annoyance, looking now to Sero for any kind of help but all Sero does is signal a thumbs up while mouthing “Good for you,” enthusiastically before going back to razzing Mina.

“Just pick ‘em up and take them to their dorm, dumbass. Not that fuckin’ hard” Bakugo grunts.

Right. Of course! That’s the manly thing to do. Kiri thinks.

Gingerly, Kirishima tucks his hand under your neck, sitting up as he uses his other to pick up the rest of your body. Effortlessly, he stands up with you in his arms, taking a moment to readjust and to his dismay, Mina notices, crying out when she sees him. Kiri whips his head around and if looks could kill, Mina would be sizzling on the floor. She immediately smacks her hands to her mouth, noticing your sleeping face.

“Sorryyy,” she whispers loudly through her fingers and Kiri nods his head in acknowledgement trying his best not to disturb you while he goes to walk out of the common room.

As Kirishima walks to the dorm elevator, careful to keep as steady as possible, he looks down at your sleeping face once again. This time with a much clearer view.

Kirishima is pretty sure this is the first time he’s ever seen you so peaceful. The way the captivating features of your face relax as he carries you in his arms flickers a warm pride in his chest, the thought of you trusting him enough to fall asleep on him only coaxing it to burn brighter. This is just about anything he could ever ask for.

Now at your dorm, Kirishima does his best to open the door, careful not to bump you into any corners as he enters your room. Gently, Kiri lowers himself to place you on your bed with a soft grunt. Afterwards, he grabs your covers without a second thought to tuck you in, adjusting your blankets and pillows to what he thinks would make you most comfortable. When he finishes, he just stands there, unsure of what to do.

What am I doing, Kirishima thinks. He runs his hand through the hairs on the back of his neck, sighing before hesitantly looking down on your sleeping frame. It isn't very manly to stare at you like this, especially when you’re so vulnerable but… how could he not? He takes a deep breath as he turns to leave your dorm but halts when he feels something loosely grip his wrist.

“Kiri..?” You yawn softly, rubbing your eye with your other hand.

“Yeah? What's wrong? Are you ok?” Kirishima questions.

“Mhm..” you mumble, voice thick from sleep, “I was just wondering if you, uh…” you pause, wondering if Kiri might react negatively to your question.

“Yeah..?” he asks earnestly.

“Could you sleep with me?” you mumble, hand slipping into his, squeezing it lightly.

Kirishima’s eyes go blank. Though the lighting in your room was dim, you could see the blood rushing up Kirishima’s face, making him nearly as red as his hair.

“I- I uh, I don't- you don't mean- uh,” the boy stammers, flustered and confused, completely taken aback by what he assumes you are suggesting.

You look at him confused, though you have to admit seeing him so flustered is kinda cute... until you realize. Oh god. You quickly slip your hand away from his, slapping it to your face. Your chest aches in embarrassment as you mentally punch yourself for being so dumb.

“Ah, no! That's not what I meant! I’m sorry I just- I meant like, sleeping in the bed with m- you know what, just forget I said anything,” you sputter out frantically before flipping on your side in shame, facing away from Kirishima.

You shut your eyes tightly wanting to shrivel into your own skin. However, you feel a body crawl over you. Settling in front of you, the weight of Kirishima’s body on the bed makes you lean closer together and you hesitantly open your eyes. Looking up bashfully, you're met with deep, crimson eyes, the reflection of the moon illuminating them beautifully.

“Like this?” he questions softly and you nod your head, heat prickling up your skin.

Kiri couldn't beleive what was happening, he felt like he was floating on a cloud as the comfort of your bed and the fragrence of your room filled his senses. He couldn't help but lean in to take in the sweet scent of your shampoo as he tried his best to settle in next to you.

You could feel his breathing, the steady rise and fall of his chest pressing on your back as he gingerly spooned you. You could tell by how stiff he was that he was nervous, unsure how to touch you and what was okay. You grab his hand and place it on your sternum and left your hand on top of his as a way to invite him in to relax. His breath hitched and you can hear the thrumming of his heart behind your head.

"Are you comfortable..?" Kiri breathed, the softness in his voice sending chills down your neck.

"Mhm," You nod in affirmation, leaning deeper into him, trying to savor this moment the best you could.

He hugged you closer, your entire presence relaxing him completely as he melted into the moment and thanking whatever god was looking down on him for this moment. His heart evened out, matching the tempo of your own. The both of you quickly falling deeply into sleep, the last thought you remember having was your hope that this all wasn't a dream.

𝒇𝒊𝒏 . ✩

#lovely.anon.<3 #bnha #bnha fluff #bnha x reader #mha #mha fluff #mha x reader #kirishima x reader #kirishima fluff #bnha eijiro kirishima #bnha kirishima #kirishima x y/n

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lalaangeldust · 3 years

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hi! i was wondering if it's okay to tag you in a sfw/minor safe blog list? when all the discourse about minors on 18+ accs started, i made a side acc @bakushima-simp for reblogs. i really enjoy your writings, so lmk if i can pls :)

i'm also sending this to other ppl on here, so dw if you see this same ask on someone else's acc, i literally copy pasted lol

yes yes ofc thank you for asking love :)

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lalaangeldust · 3 years

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happy birthday beautiful boy <3

#some of my favorite manga panels of him #mha sero #hanta sero #sero hanta #bnha

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lalaangeldust · 3 years

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hiiiii i’m a new follower (and a fellow writer!) and i just gotta say, i love the theme! i’m looking forward to reading your stuff

:O omg hello!!

thank you thank you love that makes me super happy to hear heheh :]

i hope you enjoy!! :) <33

#lovely.anon.<3

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lalaangeldust · 3 years

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hey hey beauty !!

can i be added to the orange and spice taglist if it’s open?

if not then just ignore this :)

thxxx in advance and i LOVE all ur sero writings !

b-beauty?? 0///0

heheh yes yes ofc love and thank you!! :] <33

#making me feel some typa way #.𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬.𝐚𝐧𝐝.𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐞.🍊🍃#.visitor. <3

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lalaangeldust · 3 years

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aaa hello!!! as a fellow sero simp, i have to say your writing and works give me ✨LIFE✨ the amount of serotonin 😩🙏🏽 asksjfk ok i’ll leave now-

aKDJSJF NO BUT SERIOUSLY- I’ve been putting this ask off for a while now bc i didn’t want to make anyone uncomfortable but,,, as a black reader, i kinda get a bit sad when i see stuff or descriptions of the reader “blush” or turn red or pink or whatever. maybe for future writings, maybe like- take that consideration???? im not really sure how to word it bc im obviously not demanding and I don’t wanna make anyone uncomfortable or obligated to do anything-

more like,,,, a suggestion?? but yeah, you can totally delete this, just rather get this out of the way so i can stop overthinking it sjdjsk,, but anyways, love your blog n your work! love ya bestie! <3

hello love!!

i'm so glad you brought this up dear nonnie because i've been thinking ab this for a couple of days now.

please don't ever feel hesitant to come to me about this kind of stuff either, ( as well as any other readers who want to bring something up to me ) these kind of conversations i feel are important to have. i can't really say that for other people though because not everyone can take this kind of criticism lightly which is unfortunate but 🤷🏼‍♀️ what can you do about it...

as an "x reader" writer it is my job to make my works as inclusive to every kind of reader and i'm very sorry for not doing that for you in my previous writings.

i'm not saying this to suck up and i am very genuine about this but i was thinking of rewriting my two most popular stories, mi mariposita and closed space because one, i need to correct the spanish cus it's shit and kinda insensitive and also because i've seen other poc readers and writers saying how they feel left out when a fic mentions "y/n" face going red or anything like that.

you have given me motivation to actually do thar now, haha, motivation is very hard to come by lately

again, thank you for bringing this up love and also for feeling comfortable enough to do so because i understand how nerve wracking it can be sometimes <3

i want my blog to be a safe space for everyone

one might say my goal is to provide serotonin *wink wonk*

haha, anyways i am so happy you enjoy my blog regardless. i hope you have a lovely day / evening and i promise that i'll do better <333

#i hope i addressed this correctly #.visitor. <3 #mykie.babbles #bnha #bnha x reader #sero hanta #sero x reader

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lalaangeldust · 3 years

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reblog cus this is one of my fave fics i've written :]

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚 𝐱 𝐠𝐧!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 [ 𝟑𝐤+ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 ]

[ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ] : gross sticky icky fluff // friends to lovers troupe <3 // hanta is a huge dork, we all been knew this // hanta is also sickeningly sweet and affectionate // GOD, I JUST LOVE HIM SO MUCH

[ 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 ] : on a clear night, you go out to stargaze on the dorm roof; nothing out of the norm for you but in the middle of admiring the stars, sero comes out to join with something big he needs to get off his chest.

[ 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 ] : you - blue // sero - orange

[ 𝗺𝘆𝗸𝗶𝗲'𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲 ] : i'm totally not projecting my fantasies onto sero and i'm totally not a sucker for friends to lovers fics :| /s

Sitting on the cool concrete of the dorm roof, the night illuminated by nothing but the streetlights below you and the stars above as you lay in silence with your legs propped against the roof's ledge. You've always thought the best part of UA was how it was out of the way so the stars are clearer than they were back in the city. Although graduation is soon and end of year exams are menacingly looming over you, you couldn't resist the urge to come out and soak up the full moon's gorgeous light. Nights like these, alone on a clear night, soft music playing through your headphones, scanning the vast sky, connecting the dots as your eyes wander to make constellations of your own are arguably one of your most favorite things in life.

The only thing that could possibly make this better is... him.

Eyes trailing to the brightest star you can find and admiring how it sticks out from everything else in your vision, your mind uncontrollably wanders to Sero. How that star kinda reminds you of him...

Ugh! what a ridiculous thing to think! Damn him for always finding a way to worm into your thoughts. Your hands fly to your forehead with a smack, outwardly groaning as you drag your fingers down your face in an attempt to shake off your thoughts. You've been friends with him for nearly three years! You would think you'd be over your petty crush on him by now. You two are practically siblings with how you two are almost always attached at the hip, always causing trouble together, always there when the other needed it, always making you feel safe... It would be weird to have feelings for him... right..?

But before you could rationalize your emotions any further, a hand reaches for your headphones, lifting one side off your ear as you hear a soft voice murmur behind you, “The moon’s beautiful tonight, isn't it?”

You practically jump out of your skin, immediately shooting up to take a defensive position. Although you can’t make out the silhouette you’re now facing, the all too familiar laughter that comes from them is more than enough to give away who this false intruder could be and you sigh in relief.

“Sero! You scared me half to death!!” you exclaim, relaxing your shoulders at seeing his familiar frame emerge through the dim light.

Tall and lean with a smile that could nearly rival the sun, the boy chuckles at you. His long pitch black hair he's been growing out for the past year cascading down the sides of his face, just barely brushing past his shoulders framing his face in a way that makes his dashing features stand out even more. Sero approaches you wearing a loose muscle tank top with his hands tucked in ill fitting sweats and a pair of black stud earrings he stole from you in his ears.

“I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Sero chuckled, "I didn't mean to scare you so bad, doll". You send him a deep glare through the darkness and he throws his hands up out of his pockets to either side of his head in defense.

"...Maybe you shouldn't sit out here with music blasting in your ears,” Sero snarks back, “I could’ve been a villain,” he continues mockingly, “Not to mention that horrible stance you took. I don't think you’d fair very well against a villain while sitting down,” he teases with a wide grin smeared on his face. You scoff and roll your eyes in response.

“Are you only here to tell me how much of a hazard I am? Or do you want anything else, tape face?” you grumble.

“Oh, you wound me!” Sero exclaims dramatically, “I was simply wondering what my lil’ muffin was up to,” he muses, the dimples on his cheeks becoming visible as his grin only stretches wider as he speaks.

“Oh god, muffin!?!? ew!” you groan, “What the hell, I thought we agreed on no more stupid pet names,” you say with a giggle while scrunching up your nose.

“I didn't think it was stupid,” Sero huffs as he plops himself down next to you and wrinkles his nose back at you, “Muffin is a valid nickname. You just have no taste,” he concludes with a short nod, still smiling like an idiot.

You just roll your eyes and stick your tongue out at him before tilting your head up to go back to looking at the stars. Sero chuckles softly, staring at you for a moment while admiring you as you look at the sky with a softened smile on his face.

“Why you up so late?” he inquired.

“I could ask you the same thing, Sero,” you reply while throwing your head back down to look at him.

“Mmm, well, I was sleeping but… I suddenly woke up and couldn't go back to sleep,” he grunts as he adjusts himself into a more comfortable sitting position next to you.

You hum in acknowledgment before you look back up to the stars in the sky and Sero is left to admire you once again. How your eyes glimmer with the stars as the full moon softly illuminates your frame is a breathtaking view he would never tire of. The look on your face when you gaze at the sky, the look of pure adoration and awe is a look he hopes, prays, dreams you’ll give him one day.

“What’re you thinking, hun?” he softly asks, hoping you’d give him just the slightest glimpse of what goes on in your head. You pause for a moment, taking in his question and wondering how to answer it.

“Just thinking. Thinking thoughts. Nothing notable or important, I can assure you. Just enjoying the clear night,” you say, swerving his question to avoid the real answer. him.

“Ah, that was a rather vague answer,” he jests, mildly disappointed that you didn't let him in and you only hum in response.

“What about you?” you ask, “What made you wanna come up here?”

“Oh, well..” he begins but is held back by a lump that suddenly lodges in his throat, not really wanting to fully admit why he came up here with you.

In reality he hadn't slept at all. He’s embarrassed to admit it but he couldn't stop thinking of you all night, all day in fact. You just about consume his every thought and tonight, no matter what he did, he just couldn’t shake the thought of being with you.

After being so close with you for years now, people often assume the two of you are dating but the idea is almost always dismissed by a shy laugh and an averted gaze... Sero would be lying if he ever said he didn't relish the idea of being in a romantic relationship with you but... You never seemed all that interested in the idea and Sero was too scared to push the idea you may like him even half as much as he likes you. Never going farther than light hearted flirting and banter, some may call him a coward maybe but to him? Being your friend was enough. Well, that was until Mina and Kiri gave him a harsh wake up call earlier that morning.

They were scolding him on how painfully obvious it is how both you and Sero are nearly head over heels for one another, how they've spent the past year pining for one another, yet the both of you have stayed so blind to the fact you have feelings for each other. Absolutely dumbfounded by this, he asks what he should do about it, about you, to which they immediately and overwhelmingly demand him to confess his feelings for you. That is the real reason he came to find you.

“When I was trying to go back to sleep, I thought about something someone said… about taking chances,” he spoke in a soft and thoughtful tone, “Taking that blind leap of faith into the unknown things we’re afraid of because... what’s the worst that can happen…?” he pauses, rubbing the back of his neck, suddenly realizing how silly he probably sounds as he looks at you, “I dunno- sounds kinda dumb now that I say it out loud,” he says dismissively.

“No, no. I don't think it sounds dumb at all. I think it’s very insightful” you say, ushering him to continue by resting your head on your palm as you look at him intently to show your interest.

“Well, uh,” butterflies swarm to his chest as he tries to find the words to speak, finding it much harder to talk when he knows he has your full attention.

“Well, it led me to think about you 'cus I know that's something you talk about a lot as well… and I figured since it's a full moon tonight, you'd be up here,” he concludes. His gaze nervously shifting to his feet, averting his eyes from you to try and calm the fluttering nerves in his chest.

“I’m glad you did,” you hum, a low warmth growing in your chest from knowing he thought about you, “I enjoy your company,” you add thoughtfully. Though you probably just meant it in a friendly way, it didn’t change how much it meant to Sero to know you like having him around.

“I’m happy to hear that,” Sero chuckles nervously, a light blush dusting his cheeks as he slightly scooches closer to you. You take notice and you subtly tilt to the side, leaning in his direction not yet touching shoulders but leaving an opening to do so if he wanted.

“I uh- I also wanted to tell you something- In regards to what I was thinking about…” Sero mumbles nervously, hoping you didn’t catch what he said so he would have an excuse to not go through with his confession. Pretend like nothing happened and move on to just enjoy the simple friendship you two share.

“Oh?” You inquire, “What do you want to tell me? I’m all ears,” Sero fiddles with his thumbs, taking a moment to gather his thoughts before he speaks as you patiently wait for him.

"I- uh, I love you," he blurts, head swimming as he looks at you, eager and insatiably nervous to hear how you may respond, horrified you may not reciprocate his feelings and ultimately ruining what relationship you two did have.

"I love you too, Sero," you giggle.

Sero's heart drops, confidence dwindling as he assumes you thought he said "I love you" in the way you two always have. Just as friends. But he didn't. He meant it. He meant it in so many more ways he couldn't even begin to describe. He didn't expect you to reciprocate his feelings in the first place but that doesn't make him hurt any less.

"No, you don't understand," Sero sighs as he runs his hands through his long, thick hair, "I'm in love with you," You turn you head to him, Did he-? eyes widening at what Sero said, unsure if what you heard was a wishful hallucination or not. When you said "I love you" back, you genuinely meant it in the same way he does now. God, you've been in love with him for what seems like the first moment you two met but you would've never guessed Sero felt the same for you.

You sit in silence for a beat trying processes what Sero had just said to you. Your friend, your closest friend, is in love with you..? Something you've dreamt of becoming a reality. You start to get dizzy from the overwhelming euphoria and anxiety the realization simultaneously brings. You look at Sero, placing your hand on his to ground yourself as you look up at him, a warm smile spreading on your face.

"I love you too, Hanta," you say earnestly. Sero's heart leaps in his chest at your words. Not only did the person of his dreams reciprocate his feelings but they also addressed him by his first name?! He might as well be dreaming. Hearing his name fall off your lips like warm honey for the first time sends him flying through cloud nine.

"Y-you mean it??" Sero stutters, still unable to believe it. You give him a heartfelt smile as you squeeze his hand before standing up. You wordlessly walk around Sero and crouch behind him.

Utterly confused and growing increasingly flustered at your sudden close proximity, Sero opens his mouth to ask what you could possibly be doing but you shush him before he can say a word. Leaning against him, you ask permission to grab his hand and Hanta lets you guide his finger to the brightest star in the sky, hyperaware of every subtle shift, adjustment and breath you take behind him, clinging onto every passing moment.

"You see that star? The really really bright one right there and how it's brighter than the others?" you ask.

"Yeah... why.?" he questions, eager to hear what you have to say.

"Forgive me if this is too cheesy but it sorta reminds me of you," you say softly.

"Wh- I don't think a follow," Hanta replies and you give a short, breathy chuckle in response.

"Out of all the stars in the sky, you stick out to me to most. You're the brightest star," you murmur close to him, guiding his hand back down and you make your way to sit next to him. Hanta takes a moment to process what you said. Him? A star? He doesn't understand how you view him in such a way when there isn't much special about him in the first place... but he tries not to pay any mind to those thoughts as his eyes are glued to you sitting back down beside him.

"Pff, that was super cheesy," he snorts.

"Shut up, I'm trying my best," you grumble, "And... that's what I was really thinking about before you came," Hanta looks at you in awe, nothing but love and kindness filling his eyes as he gingerly grabs your hand, lifting it up level to his face.

"It's aright, doll, I was only teasing.. I think it's cute and~," he hums before placing a soft kiss on your knuckle, "I'm ok with cheesy," he concludes with a wink. Heat blooms on your cheeks at his action and you throw your head to the side, covering your mouth and cheek with your other hand in embarrassment. Hanta chuckles, just about ready to burst at how adorable you are and gets a sudden burst of confidence coursing through him from seeing your flustered form.

"Aw, don't get shy on me now, love," he coos, tugging your arm to usher you to look back at him. You look at him with a flustered scowl and Hanta isn't sure if you did it to intimidate him or what but all it did was make his heart scream for you more. His hand slides to your forearm and his other hand goes to grab your other arm, pulling it away from your face.

"Here, come here, baby," he murmurs, pulling your arms to guide you to his lap. You give little resistance as you follow Hanta's hands, shifting around to make yourself comfortable against him as you settle between his thighs. As soon as you got comfortable, Hanta's arms find their home around your waist, hugging you close and breathing you in. You sigh contently as your back rests against his strong chest, never feeling safer than you do right now in his arms.

"It's ok if I call you baby now, right..?" Hanta asks, not wanting to be too much at one time.

"Well, it would be if we were dating," you tease with a raised brow.

"Wha-?" Hanta looks at you confused for a moment before he realizes, "Oh! How could I forget," he chuckles softly, cupping your face in his large palm, guiding your face too look at him, his dark eyes practically engulfing you in his loving gaze.

"Would you care to be my partner..?" he purrs, voice dipping to a soft and low tone that sends goosebumps down your spine.

"W-well, when you put it like that how can I say no?" you mumble, not being able to help the heat rising up your neck, painting your cheeks pink once again from how small you feel under Hanta's enchanting gaze.

"So... is that a yes..?" Hanta inquires, hand still placed tenderly on our cheek. You nod your head against his palm, fingers caressing up and down his forearm as he holds you.

"Mhm, I would love nothing more," you reply in a soft and tender tone. Hanta melts at your words, feeling on top the world and like he can do anything. An uncontrollable smile erupts on his face, charming dimples ornamenting his cheeks as he hugs you tight to his body not wanting to ever let go.

You shuffle in his arms to turn yourself around in his lap. Now facing him, you tuck your face into the crook of Hanta's neck, wrapping your arms and legs snuggly around his torso. Hanta holds you equally as close, affectionately running his fingers up and down your back in complete bliss with you snuggling up to him.

"Can I kiss you..?" Hanta asks, voice just barely above a whisper. You lift your head up to look him in his deep eyes and you cup his face in your hand. Hanta leans into your touch, grabbing your hand on his face and guides it down just enough to plant a chaste kiss to the edge of your palm. You sigh and softly smile, nodding at the boy's question.

"Please kiss me," you murmur, leaning closer into his body. Hanta places his hand on the back of your neck, pulling you and a colliding your lips together. Though it was clumsy at first, you quickly adapt and your lips lock together like puzzle pieces. Tenderly, Hanta pulls away from you and rests his forehead against yours. The kiss you shared was short and sweet but still left the both of you breathless and yearning for more.

"May I kiss you again?" Hanta questions playfully and you giggle in response while nodding your head against him. He leans in, smiling against you as you mash lips with together, the both of you sighing into the other's mouth. This kiss a lot more confident than the last as Hanta takes the lead to explore every bit of you he can, taking note of every noise, movement and reaction you give. This time you pull away, surfacing for air from Hanta's intense hold on you.

"I can kiss you again, right?" Hanta asks again.

"How many more kisses do you want??" you giggle.

"That is a dangerous question to ask, my love," Hanta purrs into you, his breath ghosting your neck as he nuzzles his face underneath your jaw and lays a soft peck where his face lies, "I'd take all of them," he says, scanning your face for any discomfort but once he sees you're ok with him continuing, he lays another peck on your neck.

You laugh at the ticklish feeling, lacing your fingers through his dark hair as he continues showering you with short kisses.

"Let me know if I'm being too much, yeah?" kiss on your neck, "I don't wanna be too much," another kiss on the neck, "or overwhelm you," kiss on your jaw, "'cus that would be sad," kiss on the corner of your mouth.

"Hanta!" you squeal through giggles.

"I'm sorry, hun" kiss on your cheekbone, "I just can't resist," kiss on your cheek, "you have no idea," kiss on the chin, "just how long," kiss on the nose, "I've wanted," kiss on the eyelid "to do this," kiss on the brow, "And now," kiss on the temple, "I can't," kiss on the forehead, "Stop,"

Erupting with giggles, you desperately try to squirm away as Hanta continues to relentlessly shower you with kisses.

"No, no, no! Hanta!" you cry through your laughter, "No more!"

Giving you one last peck on the lips before pulling away, Hanta finally gives into your pleas and stops his assault of kisses. He presses his forehead against yours as you calm down from your laughing fit, pulling some giggles from Hanta as well because of your contagious laugh.

"I love you," you sigh once you've finally calmed down. Hanta hums in response, placing his hand on the back of your head, letting his fingers lace through your hair.

"I love you too," he says, heart feeling full and beaming with joy.

Forever and always~

𝒇𝒊𝒏 . ✩

[ lil easter egg of sorts for those of you who don't know~ in Japanese when you ask someone "The moon is beautiful, isn't it?" or

『月が綺麗ですね』 // "tsuki ga kirei desu, ne?"

it's actually a very poetic way to confess your love to the person you're asking ]

[ I think it's literally so fucking cute 'cus i myself am deeply in love w/ the moon :) ]

[ if this were a thing in English and someone confessed to me this way, i would immediately demand for their hand in marriage >:| ]

[ god, japanese culture is so cool, i love it sm ]

ALSO- CAN WE NORMALISE ASKING SOMEONE OUT BY ASKING THEM TO BE YOUR PARTNER INSTEAD OF BF / GF????

"would you care to be my partner?" UHBIJNIJAHHHH LITERALLY SO ROMANTIC AND GENUINE HOLY SHIT- i'm making myself simp

RAAAHHHHHHH

#sero #sero hanta #sero fluff

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okay you have no clue i existed before hand but honey you need to teach me how to use artbreeder 😔 yours look amazing and it’s hard :(

hello love! i'm so sorry it took so long for me to reply!!

hmmmm i'm not sure how to help you... but feel free to ask any other questions and i'd be more than happy to help!

when you first upload photos to artbreeder they always look pretty funky so i either breed it with something in the gallery i like or i play around with the art, chaos and the makeup genes

another thing is the option to add genes right below your photo -

there's a ton of stuff to experiment there!!

i hope this was some help and please feel free to ask any other questions!!

#.visitor. <3 #i'm so sorry this was so late D:

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hi hello i just came across your ‘mha irl’ and saw that you couldn’t put freckles on izuku so i kinda tried to add them myself (i hope you don’t mind)

(i also added a bit of blush and made his lips a bit more pink)

:O omg how'd you do that??

i love it!! and i don't mind at all :)) <3

#why is izuku so handsome #GAH #.visitor. <3

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lalaangeldust · 3 years

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god i adore sero

CHAPTER SEVEN: underneath this moonlight

chap. 6 || chap. 8

pairing: sero hanta x fem! reader

warning: language!, drinking/alcohol

word count: 2300

a/n: taglist and fic continue underneath!

You’re not the one who usually goes to bars as the after-work wind down. On the occasion (that is if he will be there), you might go and grab and few drinks and vent about the hard day of work. Otherwise, you prefer to have your drinks in-house in the case that you may end up doing something quite embarrassing.

Sure you could go for a casual drink, nursing may be a single beer or cocktail, sometimes a glass of wine if you’re eating a steak or pasta. But if you could, you would avoid something heavy. You couldn’t give your work wives any more fuel for their growing collection of mortifying photos and videos.

“(Y/n) dear, could I get you something to drink?”

You were brought back from your musings and looked up to see Nemuri Kayama, the bartender, and owner of Midnights. “I’ll just have a coke, thanks.”

“You’re not drinking tonight, my dear?” she asked, surprise written all over her face. You merely shrugged and smiled. “Designated driver?”

“I’m just not in the mood to drink tonight. And besides, I want to be sober to make a decent impression on the newbie,” you snorted. She laughed at that and handed you your drink.

“Okay, okay. Have fun tonight~” she said, walking away to tend to other customers.

As you turned back to face the room, you watched your co-workers go on about. Everyone was mingling, talking about their days and about themselves. You could hear Mina’s boisterous laughter for the bar music, Iida’s stern voice about how to properly care for a snake plant…

“Whatcha doing, wallflower?” Sero asked, coming up beside you. He leaned onto the bar top, giving you a smile.

“People watching,” you replied, smiling back. He looked down at your hand, noting that you won’t be drinking tonight. “Aren’t you interested in getting to know the new guy?”

“No, not really. I’ll get to know him eventually,” he dismissed. Sero’s eyes avoided your stare, sipping his drink quickly.

“Are you...okay?” you questioned, trying to a glimpse of his reaction. “You’re not usually this tense.” You gestured to his overall stance.

He chuckled and gave your shoulder a bump, something he does when he didn’t want to give you a clear answer. You felt like if you pried further, he might just clam up and get angry. Sero rarely gets angry and never have you been on the receiving end of his fury.

He’s talked about times where someone or something pissed him off before but those were all stories he’s shared. You have yet to see it for your own eyes. The closest you’ve gotten to witness it was when he socked an old IT guy for looking up your skirt you wore one day. He just stormed over and put a nasty one right in the guy’s jaw.

It was a PR nightmare for corporate, trying to get the IT guy to keep it under wraps and accept money instead. Yet you could clearly remember the words Sero spoke to you after he got chewed out by Iida.

“I would do anything to keep you ladies safe,” he chuckled. Your worried gaze showed him that you had yet to be convinced of his words. He gently held your hand, giving you a genuine smile.

“If he had gotten the chance to do something worse, I wouldn’t forgive myself.”

“I’m gonna go talk to Kirishima for a bit. You gonna be okay?” he asked. He waited for you to look back and give him a confirmation.

You just gave him a beam and nodded. “I’ll be fine,” you answered. He raised an eyebrow to which you shoved him away. “Go! You don’t need to watch over me all the time1”

“Alright, alright. If you need me, just holler,” he rolled his eyes, flashing a toothy grin. As he walked towards where Kirishima and Bakugo were sitting, you were left to your own devices once again.

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“Besides, Midnight, we have a couple of other bars in our area but of course, the best places for partying and drinking is in Tokyo,” Denki rattled off.

Shinsou walked beside him, nodding here and there, and made idle comments or questions as they walked to Midnight’s. When Denki asked Shinsou if he would like a small tour before they headed to meet everyone, he was pleasantly surprised.

Shinsou knew that he wasn’t the...approachable type. He knew that he often came off as intimidating and cold at times, especially if someone were to just meet him. So for Denki, who left an interesting first impression, who seemed like the type who would simper away from people like him…

“Any questions? I know I kinda went off a tangent a bit,” Denki nervously laughed. Shinsou gave him a small smirk.

“No, I actually think you’ve answered them all already,” he answered. Denki smiled back.

“I just wanted to make you feel welcomed. We’re a tight-knit group and it’s not easy for some of us to bring in new people into our social circles,” Denki explained.

“Yeah, I get that vibe. I hope I’m not stepping on anyone’s toes,” Shinsou commented. Denki laughed loudly, catching the eyes of passerby’s.

“The only toes you would maybe step on are Bakugo’s. He holds the highest and consistent sales record in the office. He’s not your department head for nothing,” he snorted. They come to the front of the bar, the neon blue sign flashing Midnight’s into the night sky. “Well, here we are!”

As Denki made a move to grab the door handle, Shinsou quickly reached for his jacket sleeve. He paused and turned back to the purple-haired man, a gaze so open and naive. “Thanks. You didn’t have to take me on a tour,” Shinsou said, rubbing the back of his awkwardly.

“It’s no problem! Maybe I just wanted my hands on you first,” Denki teased, giving him a sly wink. Shinsou grinned and shook his head.

“If you keep that up, I’m going to start taking your offers seriously,” Shinsou warned, winking back. Denki just meekly nodded. Despite the night being dark, Shinsou could see the pink flush across his cheeks, glowing as if he was a stoplight.

Interesting.

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“What’s your poison tonight?” Kirishima egged Denki, taking him aside once he arrived.

“I’m actually designated driver tonight so none for me,” Denki turned down, sighing. Thank goodness he was staying sober. Otherwise, he might’ve done much worse to Shinsou than just flirtation.

“Booo. Is everyone staying sober tonight? I thought you had my back bro,” Kirishima wailed, throwing himself onto Denki.

“I wish I could bro! You know I always have your back,” Denki comforted. He turned to the bartender and asked for a virgin mojito. “I’ll just drink in spirit.”

When the bartender gave him his drink, he turned back to Kirishima who was on what he believed was his third beer. “Cheers, bro.”

“Cheers!” The two took their respective sips from their cups before falling into a leisurely conversation.

Across the room, Midoriya was sitting with Iida and Ochako. “I think the best plan is to see how Shinou handles the personal call before we give him his assignments,” Iida noted, nodding pensively at his messy scrawlings on a spare napkin.

“We could put Sero with him. Sero is pretty good at analyzing these types of situations,” Midoriya perked, taking the pen from Iida.

“Ugh!” Ocahko moaned, allowing herself to fall onto the table, surprising the two men. “As much as I love miserable company, I don’t know how you two can still talk about work,” she grumbled.

“It’s important, Ochako. If one thing goes even a hair wrong--”

“Shhhh, I don’t wanna hear it,” she interrupted. “Waiter! Waiter, yes over here. We’ll have a round of shots for the table.”

The two men nervously exchanged glances. “Ochako, we’re not drinking tonight,” Midoriya reminded, unsure if he would make her feel upset for turning down the shots.

She turned to them and burst out in laughter. “Please! Those shots are all for me!” she wheezed.

“On second thought, I’ll have one,” Iida quickly jumped, taking a shot glass when the waiter dropped off the platter. “Midoriya?” he coughed, eyes threatening him silently.

He could only give a half-smile before accepting a shot glass. One couldn’t hurt, Midoriya thought.

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“Ochako, I’m going to kill you.” Before your eyes were Ochako with what remains of your boss and Midoriya, all three slumped on the table with limes and shot glasses littered around.

“Nooo, you love me~ You can’t kill me,” she slurred, cheeks pressed against the cool faux marble. You could only sigh.

You begin to try and get their belongings together so you could get them home. The only designated drivers for tonight were Denki, you, and Jirou. So that didn’t leave many options on who would take who home.

Jirou had already left for the night earlier, under the assumption that Midoriya and Iida would not drink (surprise surprise) so that you would only drive Ochako home. Denki already promised to take care of Kirishima and Shinsou while Sero already signed up for a cab home.

Shinsou didn’t seem to have that much to drink so he decided to walk home, despite Denki’s insistent offers for a ride home. He just bid him goodnight and then walked out of the bar, not before slipping a slip of paper that you managed to catch a glance of.

“Come one you oaf!” you huffed, hauling Ochako up while simultaneously holding Midoriya on your free arm.

“I’m delicate, don’t treat me so roughly,” Midoriya murmured in his drunken haze, head rolling about like a bowling ball.

“Me too, me too!” Ochako agreed in a childlike manner. You groaned and threw them both halfheartedly on an open booth.

“How the hell am I supposed to get the three of you to my car?” you asked, more so to yourself.

“I could take one of them in the cab with me,” Sero offered. You jumped, surprised by his sudden appearance. “Did I scare you?” he chuckled.

“No. You’re just so quiet,” you huffed. He shrugged but let you off on that half-assed response. “I mean, I don’t want you to go out of your way. Especially when you didn’t sign up for anyone.”

He shook his head and merely smiled. “I only had a beer but I didn’t want to risk it. Aren’t I responsible?” he asked, leaning closer.

“Yes, yes you are. What a good boy,” you sighed, patting his head as if he was a dog. He closed his eye at the contact, leaning into it even more. “But seriously, I just need to lug these deadweights to my car.”

“I can watch over them while you pull your car up the front,” Sero offered.

“Could you? Oh thank god, you are my life savior,” you thanked, dashing out of the bar to get your car.

As Sero sat with the three drunkards, he called his cab. “You’re too sweet to her,” Midoriya mumbled from where he slumped. Sero turned to him and snorted.

“Yeah, but I can’t help it. It’s hard to say no to her,” he replied. Midoriya blearily looked in his direction, most likely assuming he was facing Sero.

“At some point, you’re going to have to do something,” Midoriya said. Sero straightened up at the statement.

“And what do you mean by that?” he asked, eyes narrowed.

Midoriya exhaled as if the task of merely responding was already tough enough. “I mean...you can’t do this game forever. Like...cat and mouse ya know? It’s either you say what you have to say or...you wallow in pitiful silence forever,” he responded, taking small hiccups in between.

Sero stood up, towering over him. “I can make my own choices thank you very much,” he noted. “Besides, you’re drunk. What do you know?”

Midoriya only gave him drunken giggles. “As her work husband, I’m supposed to know everything that pertains to my wife~” he grinned, flopping over.

“Hey! Everything okay?” Sero heard you asking. He turned and saw you jogging towards him. Under the bar light, he swore you were an angel bounding towards him. He coughed and turned away.

“(Y/n)~, take me hooome~” Ochako chirped, yawning loudly.

“To a place, I belooong~” Iida sang from his spot, muffled by the table.

“I didn’t know he knew that song,” Sero commented, earning a slap from you. “Ouch. You wound your supposed savior.”

“Shut up, help me get these two in the car,” you gestured to Midoriya and Ochako. Sero did as you instructed and lugged them into your car. As you were dragging Iida, you saw Sero’s cab pull up.

“That’s the last of ‘em,” Sero nodded. “Are you sure you’re going to be okay? I can take one of the guys home.”

You shook your head, sighing at the sight of three drunks. “I’ll be okay. I hope Iida doesn’t mind sleeping at Midoriya’s because I’m too lazy to drive across town for that.”

You felt a breeze, shivering to yourself. Just then, you felt a welcoming warmth envelop you and realized that Sero had draped his suit jacket over you. “Thanks,” you whispered.

“No problem. Just give it back to me on Monday,” he smiled. He looked pensive for a moment, maybe it was the weather or the late-night hour you presumed. But before he could say something, the cab driver gave a honk. “I’ll get going.”

“See you,” you waved, going back into the car. As you watched the yellow car slip out of the parking lot, you hugged the jacket just a tiny bit closer.

Deku Squad goes hard at parties 😼

- Kat (ฅ’ω’ฅ)♥

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#I'm sobbing at the #he swore you looked like an angel bounding towards him #AHHHHHH #SAD IM SO SAD

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