#sero drabble

[loner4-life]

FINALLYYYY!!!! MY BOY FINALLY GETS THE SPOTLIGHT. I need a moment 😭😭. Call it glazing if you will, but Sero is such an awesome character and has always been my favorite, I'm so happy Horikoshi kept his word when he said, "I hope to give him a big moment someday"

(Also, it could just be blood, but does Sero canonically have a cool eye scar now?? Artists, you know what to do🫶)

[yourlovermori]

cockwarming sero during a movie except when you get needy he actually makes you sit through the whole movie until it’s over just because he’s actually really interested in it.

[tapekitten]

The way that I'd get on my knees so fast from a single narrow-eyed glance from Sero.

You already knew he had a long ass day of hero work. The second you meet his unamused-gaze you know you're in for it. You probably said something he didn't appreciate hearing; whether it be a sassy comment to something he said or maybe you made a self-depreciating joke after you saw your reflection in the microwave.

It happens often enough that he doesn't even need to say anything before you're on your knees with your tongue-lolled out.

Your boyfriend, Hanta Sero, follows the rule of, "if you don't have anything nice to say, then choke on my dick."

[miggiisdumb]

Something about Bakugou and Sero liking the same girl……… and they don’t fight about it because they’ve been friends for so long and it’d be silly to argue over such a thing now.

So instead, they talk about why they like you, share their thoughts of you with each other, share the things they’d do to you.

Many many late nights where they just sit and talk absolute filth. Bakugou would love to tug on your nipples and Sero dreams of rolling your clit on his tongue. Bakugou wants to cup your throat and feel it bulge while he fucks your face and Sero agrees with a groan. Sero says that your ass must look so perfect while riding dick reverse cowgirl, cheeks and hips covered in handprints, and Bakugou has to shift on the beanbag cuz he’s getting hard just thinking about it.

Do you have toys? A favorite dildo that you bully your cunt with most nights? Do you know how to make yourself squirt? And if not how embarrassed and cute would you be if you squirted for the first time while having sex? Would you be into being fucked by two guys at the same time- by them? How would you want it? Getting your ass and pussy stretched or one in your mouth and the other in your cunt?

“I’d go for her mouth,” Bakugou says, biting his lip and dazed stare at the wall, “she’s so fuckin’ pretty. Wanna cover her face with cum, paint it on her tongue-“

“Fuck, don’t say that, dude.” Sero groans again, this time adjusting the front of his pants, “I’m getting lightheaded over here.”

And the next day they talk to you as if they didn’t spend hours talking about the ways they would fuck you, cuz while perverts they’re not creeps. They know you deserve all the respect and love in the world and they’d never make you uncomfortable.

But they do shoot their shot. Sero mentions a houseparty that a friend of his is throwing, open to anyone, and if you’re too nervous to go by yourself, you can always tag along with him and Bakugou. Bakugou chimes in when you say yes, asks for your stupid address cuz he’s driving and wants to be on fucking time or whatever, to which you give him the info he needs.

And as you go to your next class after bidding them goodbye, you’re nearly tearing your lip open from how hard you’re biting down on it, trying not to smile. Fuck the party- you hope to god that both of them rail you on the car ride there.

[miggiisdumb]

Sero that goes to some lowkey bar/club for a change of scenery and falls for a singer that sounds like this

Just him, absolutely hypnotized by you and the way you move, and he almost thought it was all a part of his imagination when you look his way if you didn’t point into the ground, just singing and in your own vibe in the eyes of other people- but you and him know the moment is meant for just the two of you.

“Dance with me tonight. I will be you fire”

He goes back to his dorm late at night, and his roommates Bakugou, Kirishima and Kaminari can only assume their friend had a really good night by his wide lovestruck doopey smile, shiny marks of gloss on his cheeks, neck and lips, and a little paper with your number on it, heart scribbled at the end.

[miggiisdumb]

BEST FRIEND SERO WHO IS SUPPOSED TO BE SHOWING YOU HOW TO COOK PAPUSA'S BUT INSTEAD HAS YOU ON THE COUNTER MAKING YOU SQUIRT ON HIS FACE.

“Turn the stove off, baby.” Sero is still smug enough to say, like he doesn’t have you bent forward on the counter, face between your things and nose nudging your puckered hole, tongue going back to fuck it’s way back into your drooling cunt.

He’s pussy drunk, eats you out like his life depends on it. Had the thought of doing this ever since you called about his pupusa recipe and later showed up for him to “teach” you. Now he can’t care less about food, not with you gripping the counter and trembling like a leaf, whining and grinding back on his face, crossed eyes going lidded because your best friend had magic on his tongue. It’s the only thing that explains how good he thrusts it in you and smacks his lips hungrily.

He puts a hand on your back, lays you flat on the counter and makes you squeal when he fingers your cunny along with his tongue. There’s a loud squelching sound in the kitchen paired with your wanton moans, a clear string of your juices gushing down your legs and into Sero’s mouth, and he too moans at the taste of you, only backs up to drop his jaw wider open with his tongue out to let you squirt all over him, grabs your twitchy hips from bucking away from him.

To Sero, nothing beats the taste of his best friend’s pussy💛

[miggiisdumb]

Mood?

Campus pothead Sero and his bimbo cheerleader friend.

cw: +18 quirkless college au, fuckboy Sero thirsting for his childhood friend

You’re neighbors since you were in diapers, so you grew up right beside Sero, who has always been so witty and smart sounding since you were kids- you just gravitated towards him, simple and plain mind amazed by all he said.

You two grow up into complete different people by the time you got into college. Heck, y’all belonged in polar opposite worlds.

You grew up into a preppy cheerleader that sees the world through rose colored sunglasses. Shopping sprees with the girls, pep rallies, pop music, crying over a broken nail- you don’t have much going on in your head other than living a fun filled life, your bottomless kindness and gullible nature making you the sweetest thing to come across.

Sero, on the other hand, grew up a little more reckless, carefree. The first pump of weed one day in a random house party set him on a road of buying/selling weed, that super social dealer who’s phone never stops buzzing from his high demand. He’s been fooling around a lot more too, sharpen his smooth talking skills that can now flirt his way into anyone’s pants. The jocks can brag about their conquests but Sero definitely has the highest body count in all of the college campus.

People always gap and rattle their brains at how the two of you were friends- but you and Sero made it work.

He was still your smart and funny Han who gives you head pats and who you can always count on for help in things you don’t know shit about.

And you were still his adorably dumb childhood friend he can’t leave alone because he genuinely cherished your friendship. You’ve always been there for him the same way he has been for you.

However, every year, it gets a little harder to ignore how you cling to his arm, tits squishing on him. It’s gets trickier to not let both mind and eyes wander whenever you saunter around in your skimpy little cheerleading uniform. And god forbid you bent forward on a table or down to pick up something without Sero being a second away from fucking you dumber than you already are.

You’ve always sort of been off limits, mainly because he knows you for so long and literally has Sunday dinners at your house with your family. He’d never stake such a life long friendship for a few hook ups, tempted as he was. It was a little more risky to get involved with you, and though he has nothing to hide, he rather not have you around the sketchier side of his life.

But then you come up to him with genuine concern and tell him that Monoma from the soccer team asked you out on a date, and you’re scared that you’ll mess up a kiss because you never kissed anyone and holy fucking hell, Sero wants to make you his bimbo wife that he can rail forever.

“What do I do, Han?” You pick at your acrylic nails, squirming from one foot to another. “Is there a way I can, like, get better at it right away? Practice or something?”

He leans on the doorframe of his dorm with a hum, shamelessly eyes most of your uncovered skin that is just the faintest bit shiny from sweat, probably because you just finished another routine with the girls. You came at a bad time- his room still a bit foggy from the blunt he just finished and as the weed kicks in, so does the horniness because he always gets horny when he’s high.

But you don’t know that. And if you did, you’d just go and ask naive questions that will get you folded on his bed. So since his mind is already light and cottony, Sero throws all his inhibitions aroudn you out the window as he smiles, leaning his head on the doorframe.

“You can practice on me.” He muses.

He relishes in the way you gasp, hand over your mouth, wide eyes on him like he said a naughty word in elementary school.

“But… we’re friends. We can’t do that!”

Fuck, you’re so cute. He wants to make you squeal.

Somehow, Sero manages to not speak his nasty thoughts out as he chuckled at your words like they were ticklish, ruffling his hair. “We can because we’re friends, and we’ve done tons of stuff together before. Who’s a better practice buddy than the person you’ve known your entire life?”

“Well, you’re right about that…” You slowly nod. Truthfully, the two of you have done and talked about so many things that there’s no point in feeling awkward about anything at this point. What’s a kiss gonna change?

Your childhood friend nods along and smugly jabs a finger to himself. “Plus, you’ll be learning from the best on campus.” He winks. “Gonna be a star pupil, princess.”

You roll your eyes as you make your way into his room once he stepped back for you to do so. The faint scent of burnt weed tickles your nose, mixed in with the colognes Sero always uses, a grand mixture of something herbal, minty and musky. A shiver crawls down your spine at the realization of what’s about to happen and a part of you can’t lie that you’ve always wanted to kiss Sero, even if was just once. You play it off though, or at least, you hope the clench of your thighs isn’t obvious when you face your friend.

(It is.)

You make a face. “You’ve gone around kissing tons of people, Han. Don’t know how I feel about all your germs.”

“Ah, you wound me, (Y/N).” He fake sniffs, takes his place in front of you with a closing step, and the feigned hurt is instantly replaced with a cheeky grin, the kind that’s a little less friendly and sweet, but darker, alluring. “Now you really have to kiss me to make me feel better.”

“Dummy…” it’s no more than a playful whisper, voice trailing off because Sero curled a thumb under your chin, tilting your head up to him. He should be ashamed of how hard he feels himself getting over the conflicted look on your face, the nervousness and excitement clashing too much for your simple mind.

“Relax, princess.” He murmurs, already leaning down to your level, free hand snaking around your waist, your own hesitantly winding around his shoulders. “Just focus on me, yeah?”

Sero let’s his desire run wild just this once, excuses it as you showing up on time to save him a booty call. It’s not like he’ll do this again to his childhood friend.

It’s just one little kiss anyway.

One little kiss- intense from the get go, Sero’s lips tasting minty on yours as you follow his lead, mouths opening and closing together, soft kissing sounds only muffled out by your racing heartbeat. Maybe it’s the weed, maybe it’s years worth of repressed longing, but it gets heated all too quickly and Sero has you whining when he slips his tongue into your mouth, coaxes your own to sway and tangle with his.

He has you smothered on his chest, caressing your sides, your hips, down to pet the short skirt that barely hides your ass and your hands are lost in his hair, gripping like you needed to hold something as you whimper to the suck on your tongue, Sero’s soft hum of adoration on it.

Thin and silky webs of drool bridge your lips when he lets you up to breathe, smacking on your chin when Sero backed his head far enough to break them off. His eyes are all over you flustered face, ragged breaths mixed with your shallow ones and you’re slowly backed up, until the back of your thighs hit the edge of his bed.

“Wanna practice some other things for your date, princess?” Sero baits, knows the answer yet still smiles wider when you nod, dazed and with hearts for eyes.

You ultimately never give Monoma a follow up regarding the date and your team captain would kill you if she ever found out that you now rush out of practice just to get a mouth full of smoke and ankles pushed to your ears in Sero’s room.

[creaticare]

Snipit from Mutation Quirk Erasure Fic

He then looked next to him at Sero, who looked straight back at him with a small broken smile. He didn’t even have to look down to know that Sero’s elbows would look just like any regular person’s. All of them had been stripped of their identity, all of them had been stripped of the thing that made them unique.

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