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@the-tape-boi
[Posted on 02/13/20]
Ya know what, I'm gonna do some TimeQuirkAfflicted!Sero x Reader drabble because I just really wanna. I love the pro concept art that comes out of the fandom for Sero and I just wanna write for it. Enjoy that in the future, I suppose.
[Posted on 02/12/20]
I really need a Sero thunderstorm comfort drabble right about now. It's storming really badly over here and I'm absolutely terrified. I need my tape husband to comfort me.
Snacks ~ Sero Drabble
[Posted on 02/11/20]
[Word Count]: 657
[Warnings]: None!
[Tags]: None!
[A/N]: I'm still sick unfortuantly hhh. I wrote this early today since class was canceled but only just had a chance to post it! I had a lot of fun with this one, and I hope you guys have as much fun reading it as I did writing it!
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It was just a normal Tuesday afternoon when Y/N decided to invade the 1-A dorms. She wasn't here without reason, though. Someone in General Studies had decided to eat all of the snacks and not tell anyone. Y/N had gotten hungry and decided to follow a rumor she had heard earlier. Supposedly, there was a student in 1-A who served as the "food dealer" and kept tons of snacks for the entire class. She only had a dorm number so she had absolutely no idea who this student was. She watches the hall and is absolutely stunned when she sees a somewhat familiar form leave the exact room she needed to go in.
"Sero?"
The room she needed to go in belonged to the man of her dreams! She thinks back to when he passed her in the hall and her heart flutters. Y/N shook her head to clear her mind. This was no time to be fawning! She had a mission and she needed to get it done. As soon as he was gone, she slinks to his door and opens it. She's greeted by an exoticlly aesthetic room. Her attention was drawn mainly to the hammock in the back of the room and the incense burner on his dresser. She takes a deep breath and finds her lungs filled with a sweet scent edged faintly by cologne. She exhales and looks around to find the target of this little escapade.
After several minutes, she finds a bag on top of a shelf in the room. It was rather high up but that wouldn't stop Y/N. She scrounges up two chairs and stacks them on top of one another. She reaches up for the bag when the door to the room swings open, startling Y/N. Sero had come back to grab something he forgot and found this scene. Y/N loses her balance and tips back as she begins to fall. Sero's hero instincts kick in and he dashes forward, catching Y/N before she hits the ground. Y/N stared in shock at the man who had saved her.
"You alright?"
She heard the music of his voice but her mind couldn't process the words he had said. She just watched his lips move as he spoke. She could feel the tense muscles in his arms from where he was holding her.
"Hey, can you hear me? Are you okay?"
This seems to snap her from her daze and she nods vigorously. Sero sighs in relief.
"Well that's good! I thought you might be in shock or something. What are you doing in here?"
Y/N choked. She wanted to tell him about how someone ate all the General Studies snacks and she was just trying to find something to eat but her throat was suddenly dry and itchy and her lips refused to part. Sero stood there for a moment before following the chairs up to his snack bag.
"You came for snacks?"
She nods slowly. He chuckles a bit before he sets her down, making sure her knees aren't just going to buckle as soon as she touches the floor. He shoots a strip of tape up to the bag, pulls it down, and catches it. He opens it and holds it out to her.
"Grab whatcha want! I always have more."
Y/N grabs three bags of chips, a candy bar, and a soda from the bag. Sero closes it and walks past her, slipping it into the cabinet beneath his desk.
"It's over here from now on, 'kay?"
She nods and Sero smiles warmly before leaving, not even telling her to leave his room. She blinks before following slowly after him. She peeks out his door to watch him walk down the hall.
"He's really something else. He takes my breath away but he keeps my heart beating. I just hope he feels the same way."
His Smile ~ Sero Drabble
[Posted on 02/07/20]
[Word Count]: 227
[Warnings]: It's just Y/N fangirling over Sero's cutie grin, nothing to worry about.
[Tags]: No one yet but if you'd like to be tagged for my Sero content then just ask and I'd be happy to add you!
[A/N]: I'm very sick at the moment so I'm more or less just writing Sero fluff to help me feel better. Plus, this idea hit me during my Sero crackhead hours and I needed to write it.
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Y/N had transferred to the infamous UA High in Musutafu, Japan right smack in the middle of freshman year. Her last school hadn't exactly been accepting of a quirkless student so she had been hoping for a fresh start here. The school year was going well so far, shockingly enough. She had new friends and all was well and good in the world.
One day, around lunch hour, while walking down the hall with her friends, a group of boys passed by. She tries to pay attention to her friends' conversation but her attention is pulled from them to one singular boy in the passing group. He was wearing a warm, goofy smile that could make anyone smile right back. He almost seemed to beam this happy, good vibes aura. After the boys had disappeared down the hall, she looked to her friends.
"Who was he?"
"Which one? The angry hottie?"
"The sparky flirt?"
"The red haired muscle boy?"
"No… The other one. The one with that smile."
"The tape dork?"
"Yeah. Him."
The thought of his grin made her heart soar. That triangle grin was just so cute and so earnest!
"His name's Sero Hanta, I think. Why?"
"Oh, no reason in particular…"
'He's just the kinda guy I wanna see every time I wake up in the morning for the rest of my life…'
71 with Sero ? 👀
"I've got you" Sero Hanta
Warnings: THIS IS LONG AF YO
Tags: @animexreaders
A note from Quirkless: BABE HOLY SHIT. This turned into a mini ficlet!!! This. Is. Loooooong! But I hope you like it, my darling~
"Hey, boss? Yeah, it's me. I'm going to be late today. Apparently there's a villain rampaging close to the tracks." You let out an annoyed sigh as the warning chimed over the train's loudspeakers again, tapping your foot impatiently against the floor. You had already been running a little late, but this? This was just going to make your day hell.
Your boss let out a similar sigh on the other end of the line, and you could just picture him running a hand over his face in exasperation. After a moment's pause, he gave you a standard "be safe and get in as soon as you can" spiel. Like you had any control over when the train would start moving again.
Almost as soon as you had hung up and shoved the phone back in your bag, a loud 'bang' crashed against the side of the train, you being among the people to cry out in surprise. Your car shook, and you swore your heart stopped when you felt the wheels lift off the track.
The lights flickered above your head, and screams seemed to bounce off the air around you. From all around. Your car, the ones ahead, behind... and in the midst of it all, a loud creaking mixed with the horrified shrieks and created this cacophony of terror. Somehow, amidst the noise, you heard someone scream.
"Oh my God, the train!!"
You turned your gaze to the front of the car, just barely able to peer out the window from where you were clinging to the hand loops dangling from the ceiling. You could make out the care in front of you, tipping to the left. It was almost completely on its side, and the creaking you heard was your car resisting the urge to follow it.
Another loud bang shook beneath your feet, and you cried out, hands gripping the loops tightly as your car lifted slightly from the force. You could hardly hear the sound of fighting going on outside as everyone in your car screamed in terror, children wailing and screaming as they clung to their mothers.
Finally, your car gave up the fight, and through the shattered windows all around you, you watched as the view around you shifted slowly as your train car tilted. Soon your feet were unable to touch the ground, and you dangled from the loops hanging from the ceiling, desperately kicking your feet to find some sort of purchase. Your heart pounded in your ears, your vision blurred as fearful tears pricked at your eyes. Glass shattered somewhere, and screams only grew louder. You were going to die.
The right side of the train was completely lifted, and your feet dangled over the window below you, giving you a frightening sight of the ground below. You could feel your grip slipping, and panic seized every fiber of your being. You were going to die.
'Please, someone help...'
Suddenly, the train jolted to a halt, creaking and groaning with the sudden stop. The hand loops jerked in your grip, and your right hand came loose. You shrieked, sheer terror taking over you as you scrambled to grab for it again. Through the shattered glass above you, you could see the heroes, flashes of pink and green and red-
-And they just as quickly faded from your vision as your left hand gave you, and you crashed through the window beneath you.
You couldnt tell what was louder, the wind whistling through your ears as you plummeted, or your screams. You were falling fast, too fast. You were going to die before lunch on a damned Monday.
"Someone help me!!" You desperately cried, the sight of the train above you blurred by your tears. You couldn't bring yourself to look down, you were too scared. No matter where you looked, the sight was terrifying.
"Gotcha!" A new voice rang out, temporarily breaking you out of your terrified stupor as something solid grabbed hold of your shirt. You suddenly felt yourself jerked to a stop, grunting as your head snapped back from the force of it. Your neck popped, and left your ears ringing, but only relief flooded through you as you were pulled to a strong broad chest. You didnt know who saved you, but you couldnt bring yourself to care. You grabbed at them, wrapping your arms and legs around your savior and clinging tightly.
"Are you alright? Are you injured?" Your savior put their head next to your ear, and his voice just seemed to naturally put you at ease. Somehow. Even through the wind and blood rushing in your ears, his deep voice rang clear. You opened your eyes, peering over his shoulder to the ground rushing beneath you. You couldnt help but shriek, hiding your face in his shoulder and clinging tighter, hardly catching the soft grunt your tightened grip pulled from him.
"Don't drop me! Please, please don't drop me!!"
"I won't, I promise." He kept an arm wrapped around you, holding you to his chest as he moved you both through the air. "I've got you."
You were able to put your feet on the ground after what felt like an agonizing eternity, but was realistically only a few seconds. The pro hero who had saved you kept his arm around you as he lowered you to the ground, and you found yourself grabbing his bicep as your knees almost immediately buckled underneath you.
"Woah- easy now..." You turned your gaze up, only to find yourself face to face with a mask. Black glass with orange bordering.
"C-... Cellophane?" Cellophane himself saved you? You didnt even think he worked in this area, what-?
Even behind the mask you could see a wide grin, but he didnt directly respond to you, as he turned to call out to someone else.
"Hey, 'Riot! I need your help over here!" With that, he turned back to you. "You need to go with Red Riot, alright Miss? He's going to get you out of the danger zone. Stay close to him."
You felt his arm slide away from you, and you staggered a little to try and grab at him, panic welling up slightly as the man who saved you made room for another hero to come get you.
"W-wait-"
"It'll be alright, stay with Red Riot. He'll get you to safety."
You looked up at Red Riot, who had an arm around you already, but you hardly heard his gentle urging for you to move, turning back to Cellophane. But he was gone, already in the air and going back to help subdue the villain and save the others on the train.
"I-I didn't get to thank him, o-or..."
"Don't worry about Cellophane, Miss. He's a pro! Let's focus on getting you out of here, and to safety." You finally let Red Riot start guiding you along, feeling a slight pang in your chest the further you walked away from the Tape Hero. Maybe... you would see him again?
[BONUS]
It had been about two weeks since your brush with death, and every day since, the man who had saved you had been on your mind. You had saved and taken screenshots of every article telling of the event, and had watched every news story relating to it as well. One channel had even interviewed Cellophane himself, and they had even used pictures they captured of him saving you!
You so desperately wanted to thank him for saving you. It was the least you could do, after all. You could have suffered a fate far worse than the few cuts and bruises you received from the window you had fallen through, if it hadn't been for him.
But all you could do was day dream as you swept the store, sighing wistfully and remembering the feel of his strong, warm arms around you. Could you even offer to take a pro hero out for coffee? How many offers like that has he gotten in his career? What would make you any different?
The bell for the door chimed, and you straightened, putting on your mask of Good Customer Service and calling our cheerfully.
"Welcome! How may I-"
The words dried up in your mouth, which hung open slightly as you processed the sight in front of you. Even without his hero costume, you spent enough time memorizing his face from news stories and articles alike.
Dark hair, undercut and styled upright, hovered over a familiar face. Angled jaw, a wide grin, and bright eyes that stared back at you-
"Oh- I didnt expect I'd see you here! How have you been, Miss?"
"I-I-... you remember me?" You stammered as Cellophane himself walked closer to you. Instead of his form fitting hero suit, though, he was actually dressed in a loose casual shirt, the sleeves rolled up past his elbows. A light jacket, simple jeans... he must have the day off...
"Of course! How could I forget you?" Was that a compliment? Or a jab at how tightly you had clung to him? Either way, your cheeks started to turn pink.
"I-I-... THANK YOU!" You blurt out, bowing your head to hide the fact that the outburst now had your entire face going red. He stopped in his tracks, clearly surprised by the raised volume. "Without you, I-... I would have-"
"-Hey, there's no need to thank me." He took on a more gentle tone, and you peeked up at him through your bangs. His expression was soft, his smile more... genuine. "Its part of my job. And besides, it would have been a shame to let you fall."
Was... he hitting on you? He was, he so was.
"... Can I buy you a coffee?" You asked as you finally stood up, cheeks still radiating heat. Now it was his turn to blush, though. "If you're free?"
He brought a hand up, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck.
"You beat me to it..." You could hear him mutter, and a grin slowly broke over your own face. He was hitting on you!! Well, there was no way you could turn him down now. Not that you would have to begin with.
"Uh, yeah. Y-yes. I would like that, actually. What time are you free?"
"I'm out at Five." You responded cheerfully, propping your broom up against the wall as you ran back to the counter to grab a sheet of paper and a pen.
"Ah, well... Five may be a little late for coffee... what about dinner? My treat."
You looked up from your scribbling.
"Now how am I supposed to thank you if you're paying?"
He grinned, both hands tucked in his pockets as he walked up to the counter.
"We could call it a date?" Even beyond his cheek grin, you could see the blush tinting his cheeks and the tips of his ears. You chuckled.
"I've got you." You tore off the small notebook paper and handed it across the counter. "Here's my number. I'll see you for dinner."
"Without a doubt."
[Reblogged on 02/07/20]
Quirkless, hun, first of all. You're writing is gorgeous. As a fanfic writer myself, your work is just really pretty to look at. This fic was probably one of the first I ever found of 1-A's memelord and I just had those uwu chills when I read it (plus it's kinda the reason I decided to make a Sero Tumblr heh). It's really cute but it's not smutty. It's tasteful and I love that. Quirkless, please never stop writing. You are a blessing to the writing half of the BNHA fandom.
So, Sero’s tape is made in his body. He synthesizes it, creates it from chemicals/cells he already has.... so is Sero’s tape... flesh tape? Is it made of him? Is he just throwing thin sticky flesh at everybody????
[Reblogged on 02/06/20]
I- I just headcannon that he just casually eats tape.
due to personal reason this user stans hanta sero and you can't stop them | requested by @your-parental-figure
[Reblogged on 02/06/20]
I have never related to a userbox more in my entire life.
Reblog if you’re a firm believer in ‘Sero is no where near as bad as Mineta so you can all shut the fuck up’
[Reblogged on 02/06/20]
The fact that the thought of SERO "BB TAPE BOI" HANTA being as bad as "PERV CENTRAL" MINETA MINORU came to some fans' minds goes to show that some people in the fandom have legitamely lost their marbles. This boy obviously respects women. A hormonal teenage boy is allowed an off color remark every now and then (of which he's made ONE). We'll throw this flextape bb under the bus but we're not doing the same to Denki who CONDONES Mineta's actions? I can't even 😤
Unpopularish opinion but Hanta Sero? Cute.
[Reblogged on 02/06/20]
P r e a c h, p l e a s e. He's adorable. Just look at that face. His triangle grin, his dorky memelord atmosphere, his baggy shirts. Sero is baby and you CAN NOT change my mind.
I made a cute Sero header and wanted to share it with you guys!!
If you'd like to use it pls reblog this post to credit me🤗💕
[Reblogged on 02/06/20]
This header is too good to not use. Thanks so much for putting this out there!
