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|Sero Hanta|

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Headcanons for Sero Hanta

Hairstyle and Clothing style

😁 Mullet man 😩

🍊 baggy clothes and they're sometimes indie aesthetic

Scent/what he smells like

🍊 Citrus

😁 Ylang-ylang

🍊 Scandalwood

Aura / how being around him feels

🍊 Calming

😁 Whenever you really wanna calm down during an random adrenline rush then Sero is the best to go too.

🍊 Safe, it feels as if nothing would attack or hurt you when you're hanging out together

😁 even if you don't him well, you'll feel like you've known him for forever

Small hcs / It's the little things that matter most in life.

🍊 His favorite song is "My type" by Saint Motel or Meteor Shower by Cavetown (depends on his mood)

😁 Sero loves plants and his personal favorite is a bonsai tree.

🍊 Sero studies with Iida and Froppy often!

😁 When he's bored; Sero likes to craft things with/using his tape. Little ninja stars, claws, oragami, etc.

🍊 He doesn't tease others for being shorter than him, a respectable lad. He doesn't wanna make someone insecure about their height and he thinks it's kinda rude to poke fun at someone for being short.

😁 His favorite cartoon growing up was Scooby-Doo

Romantic hcs?

🍊 He doesn't care for the gender really, but he can sometimes have a preference. I hc him to be omnisexual.

I'm not projecting, I just get those vibes from him.

😁 His favorite way to cuddle is with his s/o ontop of his chest, while laying in the hammock, swinging gently.

🍊 He loves dancing with you, swaying slowly, sexy, or dancing goofy it doesn't matter to him.

😁 staying up really late on study nights often end up in cuddling under the blankets.

🍊 Sero is incredibly creative and imaginative so that means,,,, Art! Sero loves art 😌 he has a sketchbook filled with doodles and he loves to draw you ;] (mostly silly doodles and highlighter hyper pop art)

joseph quinn being scared he wouldn't play eddie right and then proceeding to slay the role, become the white boy of the year (TM), travelling the world, doing more press for stranger things than the whole main cast combined, making nerds and metalheads everywhere PROUD, getting a JACK BLACK shout-out, being constantly hyped by fucking METALLICA and then JAMMING WITH THEM AND HAVING THEM SIGN A GUITAR while remaining a super chill dude

I am going to CRY

Yours Only, Katsuki

Prohero!Bakugou x Fem!Reader

Summary: Opening up isn’t easy, but Bakugou finds that maybe the best expression of his affection isn’t all that complicated.

Though not necessary for understanding, related prequel fic for Valentine’s Day can be found here

Likes, shares, and reblogs appreciated, but no reposts please!

Warnings: swearing, reader referred to as “princess”, a bit suggestive at some parts, making/eating food, wine mentioned, lots of fluff

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Kirishima: *recording a vlog on his phone well walking to class* always be positive!

Kirishima: *trips down 2 flights of stairs*

Kirishima: wow! I got down those stairs really fast!

why is shooting ur shot (friendship edition) so much harder than shooting ur shot (romantic edition). babygirl i wanna befriend u so bad

It’s either bf Bakugou that loves you to the moon and back and is constantly by your side or bf Bakugou that still loves you a lot but is ready to throw hands the second you try him- and we love both equally in this household

lord 🧎‍♀️

@softiefeli , let me feed you. Say "Ahh"

. ₊˚ ୭ he likes to smooth his thumb over your lips and softly trace its features as if to prepare you for another one of his kisses that always seem to render you breathless thereafter. he'll snake a hand around the nape of your neck and pulls you closer until his lips ghost over yours. the second you start leaning closer in anticipation, he pulls away at once and shifts to plant a featherlight kiss on the tip of your nose instead.

stunned, you open your eyes only to see the devilish grin plastered on his face, seemingly proud of his cheeky act under the guise of a cute, harmless gesture. you only snap out of your daze when he playfully pinches your nose and starts teasing you with a smirk too smug for someone who had to hold himself back from crashing his lips onto yours himself when he had the chance to.

ー BAKUGO KATSUKI, takami keigo, dabi, shinsou hitoshi, aizawa shouta, kaminari denki (except he can't stop giggling and tripping over his words while teasing you), monoma neito

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"I wanted to be loved so desperately that my fingers shook with it. I am not beautiful, but I could be." — Emily Palermo.

bakugou thinks, in all honesty, about you.

it's late at night and he still can't sleep. he's used to having schedules for everything, especially something as important as sleep, but he can't for the life of him fall asleep tonight.

he won't admit it, the pro-hero not changing this stubborn habit from his younger days, but work today was a little too gruesome, it hit a little too close to home. especially a certain young couple he was a touch too far to save. instead, he lays awake in your shared bed, his arms strongly caging you and longing for your warmth.

you're settled in his arms, protected and tightly snuggled against his chest. you're here, and he’s here, and anyone who ever dares to do anything to you has to go through him first.

he releases a long sigh, knowing it's not as easy as he thinks. as he runs a hand down his face, you sleepily pull him closer to your body. "'tsuki?"

"huh? go back to sleep," he grumbles, voice heavy with tiredness and fear, something he'll never admit. you look up at him, pretty mouth pouting and worry laced in your tone. "everything okay?"

he takes a look at you, and feels helpless. he hates that. he hates to admit even to himself that he'll do anything for you. vulnerability is something he never would've allowed himself to feel had you been anyone else. the thought of anything happening to you while he's not there makes his veins boil with anger, his chest screaming at him to keep you safe right next to him, to make sure you stay in his arms. he scowls at the thought, making you frown. "baby?"

"i'm alright, dumbass." he whispers this time, squeezing you as close to himself as he possibly can, his body aligning to yours perfectly. he kisses the crown of your head, lingering for a second and feeling your pliant form relax against him. "it's late, jus' go back to sleep."

he tried, at first, to get you away from his life and all the danger that surrounds him. but it's like the longer he strayed away from you, the more you pulled him into your world. not to change him, but to better him, push him to his limits and then some, until he comes out the best version of himself he could ever be. to love him, he realizes with an exasperated sigh.

"okay," you tell him, yawning against his chest. "but stay here 'til i wake up, please."

katsuki rolls his eyes. as if he could say no to you. "fine."

but he bites his lips once you're back asleep, because he understands– because he doesn't want you to leave him, either. "i'll stay right here with ya," he states, strong hands gently playing with your own.

katsuki realizes, time and time again, that he made the right choice.

it was unfair, at times. how hard he had to work for things that came effortlessly to other people, extras that didn't really deserve what they had.

it's a thought he has coming home from work one day, spent and ready to crash on the couch without caring about taking a shower first.

he loved his job, he loved being the best he could be and how validating the title felt– not the recognition, nor the fans or all the love from people all over Japan– but meeting the expectations of his younger self, of a four year old kid who wanted nothing more than to be the best hero he could possibly be. win to save, as his mentor has put into words perfectly. but it still felt unfair, at times.

still, katsuki thinks he may forgive the world, only because it has you.

your comforting words at his losses, even when he's not actively asking for them.

("i don't need this comforting crap," he grumbles, not screaming at you– never screaming at you, but still being stern. "no, you don't," you answer him, shaking your head with a gentle smile, "but isn't it nice to hear?")

your warm embrace that greets him as soon as he steps foot into your home, your compliments on his food and his career and his personal achievements, like the first time he voluntarily went to therapy. the passion you have for what you do, your drive and fire matching his in your hobbies, the things you love. and you love him, that's sole reason why katsuki thinks fuck it, he can be beautiful, too.

he doesn't have to work hard for your love– he doesn't have to change his short temper, he's still harsh as rough around the corners as the day you met him. still, you love him so easily, handle him with as much care as you thought he deserved.

the corner of his eyes crinkle with fondness as bakugou slowly sits up, just in time to hear you coming through the front door. "i'm home, 'tsuki!"

the world is unfair, but it also has you in it, so katsuki's ready to give it a try. "yeah," he leans down to gently kiss you, wrapping his heavy arms around you. "welcome home."