#sero headcanons

kirishima

eijiro kirishima didn’t think there was anything confusing about his situation.

you were just… close.

like, normal close.

friendly close.

“bro,” kaminari said slowly, staring at him across the common room, “you cannot be serious right now.”

kirishima grinned. “about what?”

mina made a sharp noise of disbelief. “you literally carry their stuff for them every day.”

“yeah,” kirishima said, like that was obvious. “their hands were full.”

bakugo, from the couch, immediately snapped, “YOU’RE DOING IT AGAIN.”

“doing what?”

“ACTING LIKE A DAMN HUSBAND.”

kirishima blinked. “what does that even mean?”

silence.

then mina pointed at him like she was presenting evidence in court. “you also told them you’d break anyone’s jaw who made them uncomfortable.”

kirishima nodded. “yeah.”

“THAT’S NOT FRIEND BEHAVIOR.”

kirishima paused.

“…oh.”

-

it started the way everything did with kirishima: loudly, earnestly, and without much overthinking.

you were just someone he naturally gravitated toward.

you laughed at his jokes like you actually meant it. you didn’t flinch when he spoke too loudly. you matched his energy instead of shrinking away from it.

so he matched yours right back.

you were cold? he gave you his jacket.

you looked tired? he walked you to class.

you seemed stressed? he stuck by you until you smiled again.

simple.

straightforward.

manly, even.

at least, that’s what he told himself.

he didn’t notice the way you started leaning into him a little more each time.

didn’t notice the way your fingers would brush his longer than necessary when you handed him things.

didn’t notice the way you always looked for him first in a crowded room.

or maybe he did notice.

and just didn’t know what to do with it.

-

“you’re hopeless,” mina declared one afternoon.

kirishima laughed nervously. “what? why?”

“because you are absolutely being flirted with and you think it’s just ‘vibes,’” she said.

kaminari nodded aggressively. “bro you are in a rom-com and you think it’s a friendship montage.”

“that is not helpful,” kirishima said.

bakugo scoffed. “idiot’s gonna explode when he realizes.”

“hey!” kirishima protested. “i’m not- i mean- what if i’m wrong?”

mina leaned forward. “then why do you get all weird when they’re not around?”

kirishima froze.

“…i don’t.”

silence.

“you do,” kaminari said immediately.

kirishima opened his mouth.

closed it.

“…okay maybe a little.”

-

you found him after training, sitting on the steps outside the dorms, elbows resting on his knees as he tried to catch his breath.

he looked up when you approached and immediately lit up.

like he always did.

“hey!” he called, waving.

you smiled. “hey.”

you sat beside him without hesitation.

shoulder to shoulder.

easy.

comfortable.

kirishima liked that about you.

a lot.

you tilted your head. “you okay? you look like you got hit by a truck.”

he laughed. “yeah, i’m good! just tired.”

you hummed, then lightly bumped your shoulder against his. “you always say that.”

“because it’s always true!”

you laughed softly.

there it was again.

that feeling in his chest.

warm.

familiar.

confusing in a way he never named.

kirishima scratched the back of his neck. “hey, uh…”

“yeah?”

he hesitated.

then just blurted it out.

“are you flirting with me?”

you froze.

“…what?”

kirishima nodded like he was confirming a hypothesis. “kaminari says you might be.”

you stared at him. “kaminari said that.”

“yeah.”

“of course he did.”

kirishima frowned. “so… are you?”

you were quiet for a second.

then, softly: “yeah.”

kirishima blinked.

once.

twice.

“…oh.”

you raised an eyebrow. “that’s it? just ‘oh’?”

“i mean- i didn’t think- ” he rubbed his face, suddenly flustered. “i thought you were just really nice to everyone.”

“i’m not.”

“oh.”

silence again.

kirishima sat there for a moment, staring straight ahead like his brain had just taken a direct hit.

then slowly said, “so when you grab my arm in crowds…”

“flirting.”

“…and when you steal my food…”

“flirting.”

“…and when you lean on me during movie nights…”

you smiled. “definitely flirting.”

kirishima made a strangled sound. “i have been so normal about this.”

“you haven’t.”

“i THOUGHT i had been!”

you nudged him again, softer this time. “you’re kind of cute when you panic.”

he nearly fell off the step.

“i do not panic!”

you just looked at him.

he sighed.

“…okay i panic a little.”

you laughed, and the sound made him relax just slightly.

then his expression shifted.

still flustered.

but more focused now.

“…i think i like you,” he admitted, voice a little quieter.

you softened immediately. “yeah?”

he nodded firmly, like he needed to be honest about it now that he started.

“yeah. a lot, actually.”

you smiled. “good.”

kirishima blinked. “good?”

“yeah,” you said simply. “because i like you too.”

his brain short-circuited again.

“oh,” he said again, but this time it came out way softer.

then, after a pause:

“…does this mean i can do it back properly now?”

you tilted your head. “do what?”

he looked away, suddenly shy in a way that didn’t match his usual confidence.

“…flirt.”

you laughed. “you’ve been doing it the whole time.”

“THAT DOESN’T COUNT.”

you grinned. “it kind of does.”

kirishima groaned, but he was smiling.

then he looked at you again, a little more serious this time.

“can i kiss you?”

you didn’t hesitate.

“yeah.”

kirishima leaned in slowly at first, like he still didn’t fully trust that this was real-

then kissed you like he finally decided it absolutely was.

and when he pulled back, forehead resting briefly against yours, he laughed under his breath.

“okay,” he said. “that was definitely flirting.”

and for once, he got it exactly right.

kaminari

denki kaminari genuinely thought he was just being normal.

that was his defense, anyway.

“bro,” kirishima said slowly, staring at him like he’d just watched a disaster unfold in real time, “you cannot be serious.”

kaminari blinked. “about what?”

mina leaned over the couch armrest, eyes sparkling with pure chaos. “you told them you’d short-circuit anyone who made them uncomfortable.”

“yeah?” kaminari said. “i mean… i would.”

silence.

then bakugo, from across the room: “that’s the stupidest romantic shit i’ve ever heard.”

kaminari sat up. “WAIT, WHAT?”

mina was already dying laughing.

kirishima looked physically pained. “that is NOT a normal friend thing, dude.”

kaminari pointed between them. “no, no, no- i was just being protective!”

“that’s called flirting,” mina sang.

“THAT’S NOT FLIRTING!”

“it is if you’re hot,” she added.

kaminari froze.

“…oh.”

-

it started innocently enough, in his mind.

you were just… easy.

you laughed at his jokes even when they were bad. you sat next to him without hesitation. you leaned into him during movie nights like his shoulder was a designated resting place.

and kaminari, being kaminari, assumed that meant you just liked being around him.

platonically.

obviously.

so he matched your energy.

he shared snacks with you. he fixed your hair when it got messy. he draped his arm over your chair whenever you were sitting together.

normal stuff.

friendly stuff.

definitely not stuff that made bakugo look like he was about to commit a crime just by observing it.

but then-

you started doing things that made his brain lag.

you’d grab his sleeve to pull him along when you were excited.

you’d text him first thing in the morning.

you’d rest your head on his shoulder and say things like “you’re warm, i like sitting here.”

and kaminari, instead of questioning it, just… got used to it.

dangerously used to it.

-

“you’re cooked,” mina said brightly one afternoon.

kaminari nearly dropped his phone. “i’m what?”

“cooked,” she repeated. “done. emotionally compromised.”

“i am NOT emotionally compromised.”

kirishima nodded solemnly. “you are, bro.”

kaminari groaned and flopped backward onto the couch. “i don’t even know what counts as flirting anymore.”

“whatever you do with them,” mina said immediately.

“that is useless advice.”

“it’s accurate advice.”

bakugo scoffed from the kitchen. “you’re all idiots.”

“says the guy who screams at everyone he likes,” mina shot back.

“SHUT UP.”

kaminari sat up slowly. “wait…”

mina pointed at him. “don’t.”

“no, no- listen,” he said, eyes widening. “what if i’ve been flirting and didn’t know it?”

kirishima nodded slowly. “you have.”

“LIKE WHAT?”

mina started counting on her fingers. “you fix their charger when it’s broken, you walk them to class, you literally save them a seat every day-”

“that’s just being nice!”

“you also call them ‘your person,’” kirishima added.

kaminari froze again.

“…i do?”

“you did it yesterday.”

“oh my god.”

-

you found him on the roof later that day, sitting with his legs dangling over the edge, hair slightly windblown like he was in the middle of a dramatic internal crisis.

which, honestly, he was.

“hey,” you said, stepping out carefully. “you okay?”

kaminari turned so fast he almost fell off the ledge.

“HI.”

you blinked. “that sounded… stressed.”

“nope! totally normal! extremely chill! emotionally stable kaminari denki right here!”

you slowly sat beside him. “that was a lot of words.”

“i contain multitudes,” he said immediately.

you laughed softly.

that laugh did not help his situation.

at all.

kaminari stared at you for a second too long.

then blurted, “have you been flirting with me?”

you choked. “what?”

“like,” he gestured vaguely, “the whole time?”

“kaminari-”

“because mina said- okay wait, no, let me finish,” he rushed. “you always sit close to me, and you let me borrow your stuff, and you text me random things like ‘i saw a dog that looked like you’-”

“that was an insult.”

“it felt romantic!”

you covered your face. “oh my god.”

“so you were flirting,” he said, voice rising slightly, “or i am insane, and honestly both are possible-”

“i was flirting,” you said, dropping your hands.

silence.

kaminari blinked.

once.

twice.

“…oh.”

you stared at him. “that’s it? just ‘oh’?”

“i need a second,” he said quickly. “my brain is rebooting.”

you nudged his shoulder. “you good?”

“no,” he said honestly. “i think i’ve been flirting back accidentally for like a month.”

“you have.”

“i have???”

you nodded. “kaminari, you literally call me your favorite person every day.”

“that’s just truth!”

“you hold my hand in crowds.”

“you get lost easily!”

“you said you’d electrocute anyone who looks at me wrong.”

he went silent again.

“…that one might’ve been flirting.”

“yeah.”

kaminari slowly dropped his head into his hands.

“i’ve been so obvious.”

“painfully,” you agreed.

“i’m never surviving this.”

you laughed under your breath and bumped his shoulder again. “for what it’s worth, i like it.”

his head snapped up immediately.

“you do?”

your expression softened. “yeah. i like you.”

kaminari stared at you like he’d just been handed a live wire and told it was safe.

then his face turned bright red.

like, alarmingly red.

“oh my god,” he whispered. “i like you too.”

“that was fast.”

“i’m efficient in emotional emergencies,” he said weakly.

you grinned. “are you going to overthink this now?”

“yes.”

“good.”

he groaned. “i’m literally going to die.”

you leaned closer. “you’re not dying.”

“emotionally i am.”

“kaminari.”

“what?”

you tilted your head. “are you going to kiss me or are you just going to keep panicking?”

he froze.

“oh,” he said again.

then, much quieter this time:

“can i?”

you nodded once.

“yeah.”

there was a beat.

then kaminari carefully reached out, like he was worried he might short-circuit the moment itself, and cupped your cheek.

his hand was warm.

a little shaky.

but real.

“okay,” he muttered. “cool. cool cool cool.”

“kaminari.”

“right, sorry.”

then he kissed you.

and for once?

he didn’t accidentally shock anything at all.

sero

hanta sero first noticed something was wrong when kaminari almost fell out of his chair laughing.

“dude,” kaminari wheezed, pointing at him like he was a breaking news story, “you cannot be serious right now.”

sero blinked, arms still casually stretched behind his head. “about what?”

“you literally told them you’d wrap them up so they wouldn’t get lost.”

“yeah,” sero said slowly, like this was obvious. “they get distracted easily.”

“THAT’S FLIRTING.”

the common room went silent for half a second.

then mina screamed into a pillow.

sero frowned. “no it isn’t.”

kirishima was already crying laughing. “bro that is the most boyfriend thing i’ve ever heard in my life.”

sero stared at all of them.

“…oh.”

-

it had started off simple for him.

you were just easy to be around.

you’d sit too close during movie nights, steal his snacks without asking, and lean your head on his shoulder like it was the most natural thing in the world.

sero figured that was just your personality.

you were friendly.

warm.

a little clingy, maybe, but in a cute way.

then he started noticing things.

you didn’t do that with everyone.

you didn’t save them seats.

you didn’t fix other people’s collars when they were crooked.

you didn’t laugh that hard at other people’s dumb jokes.

and you definitely didn’t look at anyone else the way you looked at him when you thought he wasn’t paying attention.

that part stuck with him.

because it made his stomach feel weird in a way he didn’t have a name for yet.

-

“you’re overthinking it,” mina said, swinging her legs off the couch. “just flirt back.”

sero groaned. “i don’t even know what counts as flirting anymore.”

“easy,” kaminari cut in. “if you do something nice but it’s like… extra. that’s flirting.”

“that makes no sense.”

“example,” kirishima said, way too confidently. “if they’re cold, you give them your hoodie.”

sero went quiet.

“…i already did that.”

the room exploded again.

“YOU DID WHAT.”

sero blinked. “they looked cold.”

mina slowly sat up straighter. “oh my god.”

kaminari pointed at him again. “you’re not helping your case, bro.”

sero rubbed the back of his neck. “i didn’t think it meant anything.”

“IT MEANS EVERYTHING.”

sero stared at the ceiling like it might give him answers.

it did not.

-

you found him later on the roof, arms lazily taped to the railing so he could lean back without falling.

typical sero.

you walked up quietly. “you’re hiding up here?”

“not hiding,” he said. “strategic thinking.”

“same thing.”

you bumped his shoulder gently and stood beside him.

the sunset was turning everything gold.

for a few seconds, neither of you spoke.

it was comfortable.

normal.

safe.

sero liked that a lot more than he wanted to admit.

then he cleared his throat.

“hey,” he said.

“yeah?”

he glanced at you, then away again. “i think i might’ve been flirting with you.”

you choked on absolutely nothing.

“…come again?”

sero frowned slightly. “apparently.”

you stared at him. “what does that mean, apparently?”

“mina gave me a list.”

“oh no.”

“she said wrapping my tape around your wrist so you don’t get lost in crowds counts.”

you covered your face instantly. “it does not help that you said that so calmly.”

“it’s just tape.”

“it is never just tape with you.”

sero tilted his head. “so… that was flirting?”

you were quiet for a second too long.

“…yes.”

“oh.”

another pause.

“…wait,” he said.

you already knew where this was going.

his eyes narrowed slightly in concentration.

“you were flirting with me?”

you made a sound of defeat. “are you kidding me right now?”

“i thought you were just really comfortable around me.”

“i WAS flirting with you.”

sero stared at you.

then slowly said, “so when you stole my hoodies…”

“flirting.”

“and when you leaned on me in class…”

“flirting.”

“and when you told me i’m your favorite person to sit next to…”

you sighed. “flirting, sero.”

he nodded slowly like he was processing a complicated physics equation.

“…that explains a lot.”

“does it?”

“yeah,” he said. “kaminari owes me five hundred yen.”

you snorted despite yourself. “that’s what you got from this?”

sero shrugged, then looked at you again, softer this time.

“so,” he said, “you like me?”

your expression shifted immediately.

“yeah,” you admitted. “i do.”

sero went quiet.

for once, he didn’t joke.

didn’t laugh.

just looked at you like he was actually thinking about it.

then he smiled.

easy.

warm.

a little lopsided.

“cool,” he said. “because i like you too.”

your heart tripped over itself.

“…that’s it?”

“what do you want me to do, explode?”

“maybe a little.”

“nah,” he said, pushing off the railing and standing closer to you. “i’ve got a better idea.”

he tilted his head slightly. “can i do it correctly this time?”

you narrowed your eyes. “do what correctly?”

sero reached up casually and lightly wrapped a strip of tape around your wrist.

gentle.

careful.

not binding.

just there.

your breath caught.

“what is that supposed to mean?” you asked quietly.

sero leaned in just a little.

“kaminari said this is flirting.”

you laughed under your breath. “he’s going to be unbearable about this.”

“yeah,” sero agreed. “but he was right.”

a pause.

then, softer:

“can i kiss you?”

you looked at him for a second.

then tugged him closer by the front of his shirt.

“yeah,” you said. “you can.”

sero’s smile widened slightly before he leaned in-

a bit of college!au sero to cleanse the soul

"‘m fine, sero.."

"lil’ girl. come here."

"i can walk—"

the tall, black haired boy scoops you up by the back of your knees, hoisting you up like you weighed nothing. like it was nothing.

you were off 2… maybe 3 drinks. somewhere in, you lost cost. and somewhere in, the memory of you and sero practically grinding on each other at that party while pyramids by frank ocean played was sure to haunt you in the morning.

somewhere in, you seemed not to care that much right now.

"hardheaded.." sero sighed as you laughed in his arms, your legs dangling as he walked.

"’m an independent womann, sero.."

"mhm. i know."

"…why you so tall?"

"…to carry pretty, drunk girls like you around."

"..mm. th’t makes sense.."

funny, you were too drunk to catch the spoken coma in that sentence.

he carried you all the way back to your dorm, like any friend would. he even grabbed a hoodie from your closet for you to change into, and helped you take off your makeup… like any.. friend? would.

..except sero doesn’t do this. if you were anyone else, he would’ve dropped you off at the door and either stumbled back to his own, or fucked around and went back to the party after taking his drunk friend home. even mina doesn’t get treatment like this.

…but you’re you.

"y’ going back to your dorm, sero…?"

he sees the look in your eyes and he pauses. god, please help him.

"you kicking me out?"

"’m asking."

sero doesn’t do this. if you were anybody else, he would’ve gladly kicked himself out to go smoke himself to sleep. or maybe even hit up denki and the boys to see if they were still up late. but for you?

he sat in your bed, waiting until you talked yourself to sleep.

"did y’ have fun..? i had fun tonight.. th’nks for forcing me outside.." you slurred, the combination of you being drunk and high getting to you. he looked over at you, hiding his smile,

"..yeah, i had fun. glad you did too."

what he forgets about pretty, drunk girls you ask? they like to ask questions.

"when we was dancing.."

"…yeah?" he turns to you, not liking where this inquiry seems to be going. he shouldn’t have got you high.

"if i was a random girl, would y’ have kissed me or somethin’..?"

and if it was anybody else, his answer would be maybe. he’s had his fair share of drunk kisses and hookups, but none of them meant much. and you know that. even when you’re intoxicated, you can read him like a book.

…which is probably why he didn’t kiss you. you mean a lot to him. more than he’s ready to tell you.

"if i was a random guy, would you have?"

"ew sero, i don’t kiss random dudes ‘n’ shit…"

he nods in response. he knows that.

"and you’re not a stranger.."

"..yeah, i’m not."

"y’r danger though." you murmur, turning to him. he really wishes you would stop looking at him.

"you think i’m trouble?"

"yeah, y’ play too much."

and maybe he does. he knows he does, actually. but… he wants to tell you what you mean to him. he wants to court you. he wants to take you seriously. and he doesn’t remember the last time he felt that way about anyone.

but that can be a problem for the morning.

for now, note to self: stay away from cutwaters around your best friend that you have a crush on.

asking for myself 🧍🏾‍♀️

I CAN TELL YOU RIGHT NOW THERE ARE NO D PRINTS INVOLVED HERE!!!!

denki’s an a.

he talks too much, i’m sorry, i’m so sorry, but there’s just no way he’s packing. like that’s just standard imo.

but, he knows what he’s good at and what he’s good for, because mister guitarist over here lawdddddddddd when he’s in the mood for it he could play you like a fucking fiddle with them fingers.

like he could actually spend hours just playing with your pussy. your thighs are shaking because he’s soooo good at making you nice and sloppy and wet. you’re actually soaked, dripping all the way down his wrist, purely for love of the game.

he’s good with his mouth though, and something about how the soldier makes the sword, and big dicks are overrated anyway, right?

sero’s a b.

my man, god, he’s a grower. and it’s crazy right.

like he sees you tryna catch his print and he just kinda laughs to himself.

because his dick is so unassuming, you think it’ll fit in your mouth just fine, and the next thing you know ts is INSIDE YOUR THROAT!!! ALLL THE WAY DOWN .

and you’re gagging and drooling on it, he’s just looking down at you, biting his lip trying not laugh. like a fucking asshole.

۶ৎ ft. k. bakugou, h. sero, d. kaminari navigation mha masterlist

۶ৎ the MHA boys as malcolm todd's walk to class lyrics !!

⤷ KATSUKI BAKUGO ⭑.ᐟ

And when you don't call me back I guess I just get a little bit sad

you have a bigger effect on katsuki than he'd like to admit. throughout the years, he made himself accustomed to being alone. albeit he never felt lonely, he preferred being alone.

it gave him the opportunity to organize his thoughts and understand his mind. he had a goal to reach, after all.

never did he expect to be so welcoming to noise. your noise filled his days like wildfire. he attempted to put it out of course, numerous times. unfortunately for him, he was never successful.

by noise, it's your persistence to accompany him on gym days, your excitement to help him cook for the class, and your want to just be with him. he doesn't understand. he couldn't.

he just had to experience it for himself.

the day he didn't find you beside him right as he entered the classroom was the day he felt deafening silence. it wasn't the silence he enjoyed, either. and it was pissing him off.

where were you? why aren't you here bothering him like you're supposed to?

later that day, he found you sprawled across your bed, completely unconscious. turns out you had a fever and had to skip the day.

for the rest of the night, katsuki insisted on staying with you to take care of your "disgusting sick ass". you had to make up for the time he wasn't able to spend with you today, after all.

⤷ HANTA SERO ⭑.ᐟ

Tell me where you're gonna be when I'm gone You've got more of my own heart than I got

hanta always seemed to find himself wherever you were. if you were baking cookies in the kitchen, he’d be sitting by the counter, pretending to help but mostly stealing dough. if you were buried in aizawa’s homework, he’d be sprawled on your bed, tuning his guitar, filling your quiet with soft chords.

somehow, you never ran out of things to do whenever he was aroound. hanta teaches you how to play your favorite song on the guitar, invites you to hangouts with his circle, and challenges you on sparring sessions.

then, the more-than-friends less-than-lovers act came along. your classmates used to think it was normal how one of you was always leaning against the other during movie nights. but the rise in tension between the two of you couldn't be ignored. it was funny how the both of you dragged each other in circles.

quiet messages shared through eye contact, hands brushing against one another on late night walks, and the constant routine of sharing earphones whenever you were out in public.

he has officially, purposefully intertwined you into his everyday life. what would he do without you?

realization hit him like a punch in the gut. you were supposed to be just friends this whole time. but after giving it some thought, maybe he doesn't mind giving you a little more of his heart. maybe, you already had it anyway.

⤷ DENKI KAMINARI ⭑.ᐟ

I've been so afraid since I lost my last girlfriend But my crush on you forms a lot more true

he laughed it off at first, taking it as his heart playing games with him again. but the weeks leading up to his outburst of feelings were hectic. everyday, he double– triple checked his heart wondering if this was real or just another spark that would burn out soon.

he's been building up self doubt ever since his last relationship fell apart. denki started mistaking thrill for love, and comfort for somekind of connection. friendships ruined because of the buzz of confusion and misguided feelings.

until you came along.

the young hero's spark was finally back. he was thrilled to experience the flutter of a butterfly in his stomach, the gentle excitement in his chest, and the idea of a new beginning all over again.

confessing his feelings was a whole rollercoaster experience for the both of you. denki's feelings pouring out at an uncontrollable pace, his words probably not making sense to anyone listening but the two of you.

that's when it clicked. all this wasn't just for some silly crush on his classmate. he was in love. more than his mind would ever dare admit.

a/n: more for the other boys def coming soon!! i was js so excited for these three:')

synopsis ↬ the mha boys reactions when learning you have a secret admirer

pairing ↬ gender neutral!reader x mha

characters ↬ izuku, bakugou, shouto, kirishima, shinsou, sero

+ MIDORIYA IZUKU will become a nervous little broccoli. He'll probably realize that you have a secret admirer way before you even notice; his detective skills are strong. He's not afraid to confront this person if they're making you uncomfortable because if it is a problem for you, it is also a problem for him as well. Terrified that you would actually leave him for this person and can't help but feel insecure. He'll compare all of his attributes with them and will probably easily feel inferior. Of course, you reassure him that you would never leave him and give him a huge confidence boost please reassure him. If you don't, imagine him being extremely anxious and shaky every time he sees that person around. Will politely tell that person to leave you alone if they are bothering you too much since he doesn't want to be rude.

H.Sero SMAU M.List

Warnings:- language, suggestive and mentions of drugs (weed🍃)

Requested?:- xnopex

Synopsis:- Just exchanges between plug dealer!Sero and client!Y/n blurring the lines between business and FwB

𝖢𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍 - ( 𝖬𝗒 𝖧𝖾𝗋𝗈 𝖠𝖼𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗆𝗂𝖺 )

˗ˏˋ Warnings / Tags ˎˊ˗ ╰┈➤ established relationship, definitely ooc, grammar/spelling mistakes, fem!reader, skin!neutral, cussing, not proof read !!

‧˚ʚ 𝖥𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀… ɞ˚‧ Katsuki Bakugo ⭑ Shoto todoroki ⭑ Hanta Sero ⭑ Izuku Midoriya ⭑ Denki Kaminari ⭑ Kirishima eijiro

˗ˏˋ Author's note ˎˊ˗ ╰┈➤ I think ima start adding Mirio/tamaki into these