s: Sero’s jealousy flares once more after you reconnect with your high school crush during hero patrol, rekindling old memories and ugly insecurities he had buried deep inside. Just how far would he go to show you he's only trying to protect you?
w: smut, angry sex, jealousy, Sero gets slapped (in a non sexual way, but he deserves it)
n: how do we feel knowing there's only one more chapter left???!!!!! beta read by my queen @jemifis | read on ao3
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10 years ago
“Okay,” you say, leaving the minuscule bathroom in your dorm room and showing off your new dress to Sero, who was sitting on the edge of your bed. “What do you think?”
He looks up from his phone and pauses, taking in your blue dress and sandals, makeup and hair done. You look beautiful. His heart skips a beat and his face reddens when you spin around, smiling.
“It’s- fine .” He looks away, forcing himself to not look love-sick.
“Fine?” Your smile drops.
“It’s okay.” Sero shrugs. “I don’t understand why you have to go, though.”
You sigh. “Not this again.”
He stands up from your bed and crosses his arms.
“I’m serious. Monoma hates our class, why would he want to go out with you?”
“Wow, Sero. Thank you.” You turn around to enter the bathroom again, but Sero catches you before you do.
“No, I mean!” He holds your elbow, turning you to face him, “Why would you want to go out with him?”
“He makes me laugh,” you shrug.
“That’s not very hard to do, is it?”
“ Hanta! ”
“I’m just saying! You deserve better.”
You lean on the doorframe, head resting on the wooden structure, as you narrow your eyes at him.
“Are you jealous?” You smile, crossing your arms.
The question makes him jump, widening his eyes, “What?! Of course not!”
Sero turns his back on you, taking large steps to make some distance between the both of you. You just laugh, taking one last look in the mirror, ready to go out.
“Well, I’m going, whether you like it or not.” You declare, grabbing your purse from your desk.
“Fine. Have fun then.”
“I will!”
…
Now
“So, funny bumping into Monoma today, right?” Sero says, dropping himself on your bed.
It’s a Friday night and you were doing some chores peacefully in your bedroom, until he barged in through the window.
“You know you can use the door, like a normal person, right?” You say, dropping a bunch of clean laundry to fold and put it in your closet. Sero is still wearing his hero suit, helmet under his arm, sweat glistening on his temples. “And don’t lie on the bed with that gross suit!”
“You seemed to like the suit the other day…” He gives you a shit eating smile.
You just roll your eyes and turn your back to him, hiding the fact that you might look flustered. Walking to your closet, you pull out a spare pair of shorts and a shirt you’d always keep for when he’d show up unannounced like tonight.
“Here.” You throw the clothes at him, “Change your clothes. I just put on clean bed sheets.
Sero sighs, hopping from the bed and undressing. “You seemed so happy to run into him.”
“Who?”
“Phantom Thief,” he says, referring to Monoma’s hero name.
During a patrol round together, you and Sero ran into your old high school crush, Neito Monoma. He recognized you on the spot and you both engaged in a pleasant conversation that lasted longer than it should have, in Sero’s eyes. It’s not like he was jealous or something – he was –, but seeing you smiling and laughing with another guy made him annoyed. Sero tried to chime in a few times, but, apparently, you and Monoma had your own inside jokes and memories to reminisce about.
At the end of the conversation, Monoma even asked for your contact information so you could keep in touch, and you happily obliged. It did leave a bitter taste in Sero’s mouth to see you eagerly type your number in on his phone, but he kept quiet on the way back to the agency.
What broke the camel’s back was when Sero was on his break, after you went home, mindlessly scrolling through his phone when he saw a picture of you, him, and Monoma on a shitty gossip website. You looked so happy talking with Monoma in the picture, as Sero stood behind you, only half of his body in the frame.
It made his blood boil.
“Yeah, it was nice to see someone from school,” you answer, folding a T-shirt, “someone that isn't from our friend group, that is.”
“Especially him, right?” He kicked his shoes off, crossing his ankles.
“What are you talking about?”
“You know, you used to go out with him a lot “
You snort, “Please, it was one date. He was late and it was super awkward. Remember how I kept avoiding him and then you and Bakugou had to scare him away?” You laugh, fond of the memories.
“I remember you being giddy about going out with him.”
You pause. “Are you jealous?”
Sero hesitates for a moment, chewing on his bottom lip. “No.”
“Oh my god, you are!” You bark out a laugh, throwing your head back, “that's new.”
He scoffs, crossing his arms and rolling his eyes. His annoyance grows by the second and he can’t even look at you right now. You walk to him, and go around your bed, patting his head in a condescending way.
“Aw, don't worry about it, you know you're the only one who can make me come.”
“Me and Kaminari apparently,” he mumbles, referring to last week when you and him had some fun with Kaminari at his apartment.
“Oh, here we go again,” you sigh, rolling your eyes, “if I knew it was going to be a problem, I wouldn't have gone along with it.”
“You even squirted all over him!” He hops off the bed to face you better.
“Hanta…” you sigh again, “where is this coming from? I thought you were okay with it–”
“I was, until you started moaning to him, like a whore –”
As soon as the word left his mouth, your hand made contact with his face in a hard slap. You were always quicker than him, your reflexes sharper than his. He stares at you dumbfounded, mouth agape. You stare back, pupils dilated and a deep frown between your eyebrows.
“What the fuck–”
You don’t get to finish as Sero’s mouth is suddenly on yours, his hands cupping your face as he forces his tongue inside your mouth. You used all your strength to push him away and stare back at him for a moment, before kissing him back, giving in to him. The kiss isn’t like the sweet or heated ones you’ve exchanged before. It’s a fight for domination, to see who’s angrier at the other.
It’s a clash of teeth, biting of lips, as Sero reaches for the hem of your shirt and hastily pulls it over your head. You reach for the back of his suit, trembling hands looking for the invisible zipper that would give you access to him; you pull it down his shoulders as you both fall back into the mattress, him on top of you.
Sero kneels on the bed, quickly pulling your shorts down and undressing his suit right after. His toned body comes to view and you salivate at the sight, wanting to lick down his torso and give him the best blowjob of your life. You’re still angry at him, so you hold yourself back, even when he’s on top of you again, mouth on your neck, hand in your hair. He sinks his teeth on the soft flesh right under your ear, making you let out a cry. He’s never been this rough with you, it’s definitely a new sight. You’re not sure if you dislike it completely.
Before you realize, Sero flips you over, having you on your stomach, and pulls your hips up. You’re on your fours now, completely bare to him, but you face the full body mirror you have in front of your bed. Your hair is all messy from Sero’s tugs and your lips are swollen and full from his rough kisses. Your eyes meet his in the reflection, full of lust, as he sinks inside you, not giving time for you to catch your breath. He thrusts inside almost immediately, only pausing to press his chest to your back, and tangle his fingers on your hair. His lips touch your right ear as he makes eye contact with you through the mirror.
“You like it when I’m rough with you?” He says, still thrusting hard inside of you. You don’t respond, still trying to catch your breath from being impaled by his dick just moments ago. Sero pulls your hair even harder when you’re about to close your eyes, so you look back at him, “You like to be treated like a slut, don’t you?”
“Shut–”
“I saw your face when I called you a whore. It makes you horny.”
You hate it. You hate it that he’s right. You hate to admit, even to yourself, that when he called you a whore, you acted out on instinct, slapping him, but the word sent a wave of arousal to the middle of your legs. What made you even more turned on was the look in his eyes when you slapped him. His pupils dilated right after the initial shock.
“Shut up.” You push him away from you, making him lie back on the bed.
You lock eyes, tension crackling like static in the air; pushing him back almost roughly, you straddle his face, grabbing a fist full of his hair. Sero immediately grabs your hips and sinks his mouth on you, despite every cell of his body telling him not to give you the satisfaction. You throw your head back as he latches onto you, sucking and licking and rubbing just the way you like it. When you orgasm, your grip on his hair tightens and you ride his face with no shame.
Sero squeezes the flesh of your hips as you get off him, moving to sit on his cock. He glides in easily with you so wet and open for him and the position allows you to feel every inch of him. You try to control the twitches of your body, so overstimulated that you can barely move, but you do your best.
“Why were you jealous today?” You breathe out as you bounce on his cock, using his chest for support. Sweat drips down your nose onto his forehead as you stare intensely into his eyes. When he doesn’t respond, you slap your hips on his, making him let out a moan. “Why, Hanta?”
“Shit, fuck!” He curses, eyes closed and fingers digging into your skin. You know he’s close, but you wish he was closer because your legs are burning and you feel them giving in. “Fuck, angel, it’s because I love you!”
You stop, eyes wide and heart beating fast. Sero opens his eyes, widening them.
“You love me?” You ask, gasping for air.
“I have to go.”
“What?!” You’re confused now, as he’s still inside you.
Sero pushes you away from him, quickly pulling his suit up as he tries to step into his shoes. You stare at him, dumbfounded and speechless as he makes his way to the bedroom window. Before you realize, he’s gone without a word.
And you’re sitting on the bed, still naked and sweaty, words sinking in.
Your best friend loves you back.
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he's the gorgeous love child of Pete Davidson and Roderick Hefley.
also he's a benie/bucket hat enthusiast. he has like about 14 hats- 9 solid color ones and 5 logo type ones. he also wears a fanny pack but he wears it across his chest loosely.
finger boards... that's it. his little brothers once brought one home from on of their friends and he stole it and started getting really good at it. if you don't know what a finger board is then here
he's a really good skater and can do all sorts of bmx bike tricks
during the winter, the high school his mom taught at (see this hc) drained the pool there, so him and his friends would skate in the pool in middle school and he still does when he goes home for winter break. (idk if this is actually a skater thing, but my dad said he used to do it so)
he taught denki and mina how to skate. denki is shit but mina learns fast, she prefers roller blades tho.
he likes vegetables rather than fruits. also while at the skate park or during class denki and bakugou have those hot chips and sero pulls out his bag of celerey and carrots (cute boy)
was vegetarian until he got to ua and realized he kinda needed meat as a proteins source for hero training #sad also the meat/ protein substitutes were just wayyyy too expensive
he thinks he's a dog person but when his sister asks him to catsit for her while she's out of the country, he falls to the cat loving dark side.
despite his mom being an english teacher (again see this hc for background) he hates reading.
his whole family thinks he's had adhd or some variation bc his inability to focus was a big problem in his younger years, but now he's learned to... cope? manage? idk.
plant dad.
niall horan could tell me to bark and i would.
thinking abt unofficialbf!katsuki
unofficialbf!katsuki who's abrasive and rude and loud until you're near him. he almost instantly sizzles down
unofficialbf!katsuki who proudly declared you as "his" when you were 4 after you accepted his bouquet of dandelions and its kind of just stuck since then
unofficialbf!katsuki who, after that, began proudly holding your hand and marching around with you. at some point, it just became a habit for him to reach for your hand, continuing even as you got older
unofficialbf!katsuki who still apologizes to you the same way as when you two were kids. he holds your hand and looks away as he mutters "'m sorry.." with rosy cheeks. when he really messes up, he'll bury his nose into your neck and hold you close and whisper a genuine apology into your ear. he'll struggle for the right words and get super flustered, but you know hes trying!!
unofficialbf!katsuki who, for as long as izuku could remember, has been a package deal with you
unofficialbf!katsuki who is practically inseparable from you. like youre not hugging in class or anything but theres just this unnecessary proximity with you guys? you're always just unexplainably close for no reason
unofficialbf!katsuki who carries your bag everywhere. he complains that you "can't even carry your own damn bags!!" but would never let you carry them
unofficialbf!katsuki! who beats his friends up for being stupid when they don’t understand something he’s teaching them, but is so gentle when teaching you. he gets real close and talks in this low rumbly voice that’s just SO HOT
unofficialbf!katsuki whos an asshole to everyone but you
unofficialbf!katsuki who, despite being unnaturally nice to you and finds it hard to be/stay mad at you, gets really genuinely angry when you get reckless when fighting. the only times hes ever really yelled at you for real were when you put yourself in danger
unofficialbf!katsuki who doesnt care if mineta and kaminari ogle the other girls but would blow them up if they so much as laid an eye on you
unofficialbf!katsuki who tries to hide the way his eyes soften whenever you talk
unofficialbf!katsuki who, due to your childhood marriage/relationship/idk-its-complicated, is really comfortable with touching you. he would never let any of those other extras touch him, but he never hesitates to grasp your hand when you're scared, grab your waist to pull you in when he just wants you closer, or even pull you into his lap (in private) to cuddle. he has no problem manhandling you and throwing you over his shoulder or even carrying you bride-style when he's reaaally feeling confident. when you sit next to each other, his hands easily find your thigh almost subconsciously to rub his thumb over it soothingly
unofficialbf!katsuki who you've been having tickle fights with since you were little! he would never DARE hit you like he would those other losers, so he tickles you when he thinks you're being annoying. he knows all of your ticklish spots and still uses it against you when he thinks you're being bratty (or when he just wants to hear you laugh, but he'd die before he admits it)
unofficialbf!katsuki who LOVES cuddling with you! (would never admit it) you get all loud and fussy sometimes (no one is allowed to sass him other than you) so he just pulls you close to his chest and drags his fingertips up and down your back in the way he knows you like. he loves how it gets you all quiet and sleepy and clingy in a matter of minutes. he wonders if you notice the way that after just a couple minutes, your speech starts to slur and you bury your face into his chest or neck. (he does. he notices.)
unofficialbf!katsuki who you've been cuddling since you were kids so it just sort of continued as you two got older? you've known him for forever, so it never felt weird or anything. its just oddly natural? mitsuki has photos of you two cuddling from ages like 4-now.
speaking of mitsuki!! she absolutely ADORES you and unofficialbf!katsuki HATES it! he always mutters about how she likes you more than him whenever you come over, which is like everyday, which she always affirms happily. calls you "my sweet y/n-chan," "sweetheart," "dear," "lovely," and of course "my future daughter-in-law." (katsuki always tells her to "SHUT UP, OLD HAG" with bright red cheeks)
unofficialbf!katsuki whose grumpy moods and grumbles are easily halted by you running your hands through his blond spikes, which always turns him into putty in your hands
unofficialbf!katsuki who always has you in his dorm. he has this thing about nobody, not sero or denki or even kirishima being allowed in his bed when they hangout, but he lets you with no problem. in fact, he's the one who drags you into his bed with him.
unofficialbf!katsuki whose classmates have literally placed bets on when his balls will drop and he'll make you his official girlfriend (he cursed them out and blew stuff up when he found out)
can you tell im a sucker for the just friends/unofficial bf trope...
Shinsou Hitoshi is the definition of enemies to lovers. Someone write that. (They said as a writer)
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The basic: I’m rhea ! I’m 19, she/her pronouns & ima Scorpio and ENTJ
things i like; Kendrick, bad bunny, Kali uchis, Frank Ocean, Lana del Rey, PinkPantheress 🎧,rainy and cold days, cozy warm lighting, the color pink, anime (i mean..duh), new york city, drawing, hiking, barcelona, Asian food.
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new hire — bakugou katsuki
summary. when midoriya suggests bakugou make his way up the rankings, he takes you under his wing: someone with no hero experience other than their license exam and a dream.
a/n: i need to be held back and strapped down in a padded cell after this like i am going insane!!!!! happy birthday touya babyyyyyy <3 <3 <3
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pre - spider-man drabble about izuku getting bitten in front of you, but no one thought anything of it
CW// nothing really, fluff, mentions of being bitten and spiders ofc, broad science depictions (i ain’t doing allat), reader is mentioned to study maths, gender neutral reader. 750 words
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izuku midoriya has never done anything reckless in his life, in fact, he is the safest person anyone could know.
don’t get me wrong, he will throw down his life to protect people (even though he can’t even pack a punch), but when it comes to day to day lifestyle? he does not play a single thing risky.
which is why when he suggested to sneak into the science lab to carry out some research, your eyes nearly bulged out of your head.
“shush, we are going to get caught!” izuku panicked as he started jotting down observations in his book, some fluid you could not bother to pay attention to when he listed the chemicals he was sloshing together now oozing out of a skinny tube.
“i literally did not even say anything.” you deadpanned, sitting next to him as he kept looking over his shoulder as if he was committing a felony.
“look!” he sudden blurted out, a bright smile warming his face with eyes that were slightly crazed with knowledge, darting around his experimental contraption.
in all honesty, you didn’t even know what you were looking at. you studied maths and while science was slightly up your ally, you did better in a calculation than a scientific observation.
so, you pretended to understand, nodding sweetly and humming, causing izuku to blush furiously as he looked at your gentle smile.
always so understanding, you were.
izuku had always thought you were nothing short of breathtaking, of course, he never said this outloud, with the fear of ruining the friendship, and hell, you both have been friends for a while, even back when katsuki was a big bad bully (not much has changed in your opinion).
regardless, he’s chosen to keep his feelings to himself, a lovely mystery that tormented his heart and his freckled cheeks for every time he looked into the abyss your eyes held, or you helped him with a ridiculous math problem or even when you both walked to the dorms together.
“ah!” you suddenly screamed, frantically moving away from your desk as far back as possible.
“what?! is there a teacher?!” izuku panicking alongside with you, despite his heart of gold, he was a chronic panicker.
“no, even worse, a spider! oh my goodness, it looks.. green?! hell no!” you shouted, ignoring izuku’s desperate pleas to keep quiet and calm.
“it’s fine, i’ll take it out!” izuku reassured, looking around to locate the spider.
‘there!’ he thought to himself as he found it on the corner edge of the desk, placing his hand out while using the other to softly scoop it up.
he smiled to himself as he brought it closer to him, seeing the way your face relaxed and you started walking up to him slowly, gratitude shown explicitly in your expression.
he loved it.
he felt like your protector, provider, like your man.
it was stupid and extremely outdated but he couldn’t help but fall into those uber-clique roles when he fantasises about being with you.
i mean, was it so wrong to want to be your man?
your hero?
just then, he felt a sharp pang from his hand, provoking a sharp shout to escape his lips.
then, a rush started to flow from his palms to all over his body, it felt like his insides were on fire but also slightly cool. it was as if he was injected with lukewarm water that was flushing his veins.
then, it just stopped.
“are you ok?!” you ran to him worriedly, swatting the spider away from him and stomping its poor body as it landed on the ground as you looked into his eyes with care.
is it weird that he loved it?
“i mean, i guess, yeah. it really hurts tho.” izuku dramatically pouted, yet poor little you was too worried to understand that he was simply exaggerating just to experience being doted on by you.
“come on izuku, ill pack up for you and clean you up. you’re so silly, always wanting to help that you forget to take care of yourself.” you cooed.
izuku’s face flushed a bright red as you spoke, feeling your hand caress where the bite was, your soft fingers added warmth to his hot bite.
“y-yea, that would be nice.” izuku shyly smiled.
i guess getting bitten by a spider was worth it, izuku thought to himself as you looped arms with him.
his mind forgot about how the spider was weirdly green, how the bite had abnormal aftereffects and even how his bite marks had traces of green.
he didn’t know it yet, but soon, his only secret won’t just be his overflowing feelings for you.
momokami :))