Oh My God.

i'm done for

Sero Hanta comfort

This song as been on repeat and I think sero would love it

Two gentle knocks stir Sero out of his sleepy daze. His music is still on, the song displayed on his TV. He glances at his alarm clock beside him. 11:34pm. It’s late but not too late. It’s a Saturday night so it’s not a big deal if he sleeps in. Pulling himself up to answer the door the short walk over is done with his eyes closed but as Sero opens the door he gets a whiff of your perfume and suddenly they’re wide open. He’s met with your tired figure. Eyes dragging down, hair disheveled and you look smaller. You’re shoulders are too repaxed and you’re holding your stomach, hunching over. “Y/n? Um are you like ok?” He asked still trying to wake up. At his question your head tilts up and eyes meet his. Sero’s heart breaks a little, he can see the sadness, the stress all of it. “I’m just,” you begin. Your voice is small and sounds like it’s about to crack, “I’m so tired, Sero. I can’t sleep. All I want to do is sleep but I can’t.” You’re trembling now. He knows this isn’t just about not being able to sleep. It’s about all of it. Everything that has happened to you lately, the stress he has seen on your face multiple times in school. You hands go quickly to cover your eyes to stop the stream of tears from falling down you’re cheeks but one manages to slip through the barricade. Sero follows it as it rounds the fullest part of your cheek and quickly falls to your chin but he wipes it away with his hand before it does. That’s what he always does. He always catches you before you fall. Right when you’re over the edge he grabs you and pulls you back. He’s your best friend. He’s more than that but he knows now is not the time to question his position in your life.

“Oh hun, come here.” His voice is empathetic. His hand snakes behind to your neck and the other to your back as he pulls you to him, walking the two of you inside his room. Your arms instinctive wrap around his form, tightly. You’re sobs are prevalent but the sound of Sero’s music the TV is drowning them out. He begins swaying you two around and patting your head trying to calm you down a bit more. When that doesn’t seem to work he resorts to singing along to the music softly in your ear.

“Nothings gonna hurt you baby / Nothings gonna take you from my side”

His voice is gruff with sleep. His eyes close and his head falls to rest on the top of yours.

“When we have a drink or three / Always ends in a hazy shower scene/ Nothings gonna hurt you baby / As long as you’re with me you’ll be just fine”

He makes his way to his bed with you still in his arms. He lays down first, then pulls you softly to lay right on top of him. Your face is hidden in the curve of his neck, the tears have stopped but your hands still tightly fist his shirt. Keeping him close to you. Sero’s eyes flutter shut and his breathing gets heavier and soon sleep embraces the two of you with the sound of his TV still running.

“Nothings gonna hurt you baby”

★﹒₊‧ the golden retriever boyfriends that would do this trend like this

↻ yamaguchi, nishinoya, lev, oikawa, tendo, atsumu

cold coffee

pairing :

> matsukaws issei x gn!reader

cw :

> a little grain of angst if you squint, otherwise should be none

notes :

> COFFEE SHOP AU! cause I can, and I love it, and I love mattun writing this thing had me all hrmmnfjf 🥰😳 so-

mattsukawa noticed you immediately after he walked into brew for stars for the first time. you sat in the corner, fully endorsed into whatever you were doing on your laptop. you sipped out of a cup of coffee every once in a while, and he couldn't help but think you were pretty.

he came back the next day, a bit earlier, and sat in the corner opposite where you sat the day previous, waiting for you to arrive, so maybe he could eventually work up the courage to talk to you.

he watched as you walked in, bag slung over your shoulder, lightly rubbing your hands together. it was winter afterall, and he wondered if you came here everyday.

he came back, day after day, sneaking glances at you, and after a while he even memorized your order. he could state it word for word if he wanted, the words falling off his tongue as if it was his phone number, (though he thought he could probably remember your order better than he could remember his own phone number).

he snuck glances at you for weeks, sitting in the corner opposite of the little table you occupied, meant for two people, but the seat across from you always remained empty.

he noticed when you came in one day, a bit later than usual. you didn't look as you usually did. you looked tired, stressed, maybe even a little sad. you didn't order your usual order, instead just a water, and that's when he wondered if you were okay.

that's when matsukawa stood up, he approached the counter, and before he could process what he was doing, he was listing off your order and his (as he tended to not order his coffee until after you arrived, maybe because he hoped you would notice him walking past you), the words falling past his lips without a thought.

when he received two cups, he took his, asking if one of the workers would give you the other one, letting you know who it was from, and he slunk back over to his table, and he wondered if you ever noticed him too, sitting at a table for two, but the second chair always empty.

a worker walked by, stopping by you. he could hear her kind tone even if her back was turned to him.

"someone ordered this for you, he said not to worry about paying him back," she spoke, her head gesturing towards him, and mattsun pretended to be paying attention to his phone, as if he wasn't listening for your words.

you don't answer as the woman walks away, looking at the cup with wonder, and then he could practically feel your eyes on him. he had to bite back a flustered smile, sipping his coffee nonchalantly.

his eyes darted up when he heard you gathering your things, and for a second he was frightened you were leaving, that you thought he was a creep or just wanted to get into your pants.

these thoughts were interrupted when you laid your bag on the ground by the empty seat across from him, you sat your coffee on the table and settled into the seat. and for thr first time over the course of weeks, he made direct eye contact with you, and his first thought was wow... their eyes are beautiful.

he smiled softly, fighting down a blush as usual smiled back.

"thank you. for the coffee..." he shivered, he'd been thinking about the first words you'd say to him. was it wrong to think of someone he didn't even know the name of so much?

he took another sip of his coffee. "you came in and didn't order. you looked kinda sad, so I thought I'd finally try and talk to you."

"I noticed you," your words were light. "you always look at me."

he blinked at you, unable to push down thr blush creeping up his neck. "a-ah- sorry- I didn't uh- I didn't mean to seem creepy. I just..." he chuckled softly. "it's hard to not look at someone so pretty."

he noticed how you avoided his eyes, fingers fiddling with one of your jacket strings, breathing a little laugh. "I um... I thought you were really pretty too. I never had the courage to- to talk to you I suppose."

matsukawa snorted, swirling his cup gently. "same goes for me," he muttered.

"l/n," you say. "my name is l/n y/n."

he swears his eyes probably light up, and he probably brightens. "matsukawa issei, you can call me mattsun if you'd like. or issei. either works." he smirks softly as you laugh, nodding gently to his words.

"so why did you look so down in the dumps anyway?"

your smile falls a bit and you sink in your seat a bit. "kind of just broke off ties with a long-time friend of mine. I just miss them.."

the man let's out a hushed "ah," before he stands up, coffee in hand, and holding his hand out to you.

"well, if you're not too busy, maybe we could go do something. and hopefully get your mind off of it?"

your smile returns, and you stand up, slinging your bag over your shoulder again, cup in hand as your fingers intertwine with his, thr coffee is long cold by nowadays, but it's okay, because the warmth of hid hand makes up for it, offering you a taste of the comfort that matsukawa could bring you.

you hoped this is the beginning of something, maybe something that will last, and maybe future you would thank present you for walking into that coffee shop.

thinking abt band member sero falling for the daughter of their recently signed major music executive.

everyone seems to be in agreement on stoner sero, but what about skater boy sero?

like i don’t think y’all even need to hear me out on that one. he’s one of those guys who uses his board as a primary means of transportation across the college campus just like he used to in high school. he still goes to skate parks in his free time, and he’s the first person to introduce himself to someone new. everyone knows and loves him.

what do we think? @neon-gothicc @dcsiremc

HAHAH SADLY THERE IS NO “D”, IT’S JUST PAIGE !! AND IT’S PRONOUNCED LIKE “PAGE” 😚AWE YOU ARE TOO SWEET I JUST 💞💞💞💞💞

AHAHA I KNEW ITTT ' and awwww thanks yous 😚😚 hope u have a good rest of ur day paige 💗💗

seros mom is the type to research and modify her favorite recipes for your eating preferences because her love language is cooking food and she always wants you to feel welcome and comfortable in her home. gluten free, vegetarian, vegan, dairy free, wtv it is, she's got you covered.

y’all really weren’t listening when taylor said so i wander through these nights, i prefer hiding in plain sight, my fourth drink in my hand these desperate prayers of a cursed man, spilling out to you for free, but darling, darling, please, you wouldn't take my word for it if you knew who was talking, if you knew where i was walking, to a house, not a home, all alone 'cause nobody's there, where i pace in my pen and my friends found friends who care, no one sees when you lose when you're playing solitaire.

hq! & mha! characters & kissing tropes i love !!

enemies to lovers kissing in the rain passionately because you're just so tired of the "hating game" ⤸ tsukishima, kageyama, oikawa, semi, suna, atsumu, bakugou, monoma, shinso

the longggg slow burn pinning after one another and when they finally, FINALLY get to kiss you, they stay there with their eyes closed for a bit longer wanting to live in that exact moment forever... ⤸ hinata, suga, noya, tanaka, oikawa, kenma, lev, osumu, yamaguchi, kageyama, izuku, denki, kirishima,

slow and soft kissing with their hand tangling in your hair... ⤸ daichi, kurro, bokuto, akaashi, tsukishima, iwazumi, mattsunwaka, yaku, yamaguchi, sero, bakugou, kirishima, iida,

staring at your lips and visibly breathing slightly heavy, hand twitching as he wants to badly to touch you, hold you, kiss you, and then YOU gently capture his lips and he's melting into you... ⤸ bokuto, yamaguchi, suna, kageyama, lev, kenma, izuku, denki, todoroki, sero

thank u for reading ♥︎ also idk if i tagged alll of them but wtv