Hairspray

Hairspray

pairings: hanta sero x reader

summary: set on the theatrical stage, you and sero become an item during your production of Hairspray.

warnings: theatre stuff,, like two curses, bakugou as stage manager, i think that’s it

notes: i’d had this idea for a bit, only because my high school did hairspray and i wanted to do something with sero,, however this is literal trash, i might rewrite.

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today was opening night for UA high’s production of hairspray.

principal nezu felt as through the students would appreciate an entertaining activity, especially after all the hardships their students had been through.

“alright extras, mic check, sound off,” bakugou’s voice rang out through the hall over the speakers, everyone tuning in for their turn, “mic 1.” he said with an edge in his voice.

you all tuned in for kaminari to do his check, laughing as he recited some lines as corny collins, the tv show host.

“you dumbasses need to be loud. if you’re not loud here and decide to get louder in the show, we’re gonna get fucking feedback, ya hear?” he explained, everyone nodding.

Once all that was done, you all did final checks of your costumes, made sure props were in their correct spots,made sure you had enough cord for your mics, etc.

“you excited?” uraraka asked you, her blonde wig styled in pigtails high on her head bounced. you were excited when you both found out you’d be playing best friends, her as Penny Pingleton and you as Tracy Turnblad

“im terrified!” you say freaking yourself out.

‘what if i forget a line?’ ‘what if i trip?’ ‘what if my mic goes out?’ ‘what if-‘

“hey little darlin, what's eatin ya?” a voiced pulled you out of your thoughts, snapping your head over to see sero, hair slicked and sweater vest on point.

you blushed at his words, even after going over lines together these past three months, you never got used to hearing those words come out of his mouth.

“oh! sero, hey. im fine, just a little nervous is all.” you say playing with the hem of the pleated skirt you wore. he stood next to you in the dressing room, wrapping a friendly arm around your shoulders and pulling you into a side hug.

“you got this! i cant say im not nervous.. especially when i get to perform next to you.” he says rubbing the back of his neck.

the two of you were close with one another, with lingering touches, fleeting eye contact and light blushes whenever the other was near was a sign for everyone except you two.

“hanta what do you-“ “alright everyone! five till curtains! let’s get into place!” shoji announced, moving his headset to the side after receiving the order from the sound booth.

before you could ask sero another question, he was whisked away by amber von tussle, graciously played my yaomomo.

you hurried onto stage, the large curtains being the only thing separating you from the audience. the feel of the wood beneath your feet, and the whispered silence backstage made your hearing almost sound muffled.

you could see people still shuffling to prepare for their cues, and as quick as them, you hopped into the “bed” closing your eyes and taking deep breaths.

the music began, and the curtains opened.

and soon came the end of act two.

with your mind buzzing from the now natural feeling of your lines and choreography, you also couldn’t help but become flustered every time sero channeled his inner link larkin.

“tracy,” he began, “if i don’t kiss you right now, i might bust a gut.” he finished, the urge to laugh still there since the first time you heard that line,

“well we wouldn’t want you to hurt yourself now would we?” you responded, feeling his arm slither around your waist.

you’d raised your hands to cup his face and prepare for the false kiss, but before you could reach his face, he planted his lips onto yours.

your eyes widened in response, as did half the cast. eyes fluttered shit after a few seconds and kissed him back, hands going to his neck.

your castmates couldn’t contain their cheers, and began to cheer and twitter amongst themselves.

pulling away, you both reveled in one another as the other characters delivered their final lines before the last song.

and once the curtains closed you threw yourself into sero’s arms, smashing your lips onto his again.

the kiss was emotional and sweet, the wig on your head nearly falling off and sero’s hair was disheveled.

pulling away, the two of you gazed at one another, “be my doll?” he asked, using the pet name he notice, made you flustered.

“of course!”

“alright, alright you two, bows!” bakugou shouted, signaling for tokoyami on curtains to open them.

you and sero stood side by side, fingers interlocked as the two of you smiled and bowed. applause from the audience faded into a full roar because all you and sero could think about was how great this relationship would be.

i’ll run away with you

pairings: hanta sero x reader

summary: sero can tell you need a break, so he decides to run away with you for a bit.

warnings: a bit of spice at the end! fluff

notes: tad bit inspired by Just Like Heaven by The Cure. if we could all pretend this makes sense that’d be great! comments, questions and ideas are greatly appreciated

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“Hanta?” you call, your boyfriend lifting his head off of the pillows, “Yeah babe? something wrong?”

You’d been going through a lot recently, not that anyone else hasn’t, only that you were never good at dealing with it. Sero, being the amazing boyfriend he is, decided to sneak you out for a while, hoping to give your heart and mind a rest from the stress.

stresses of living up to expectations, classes, home life, even your own mind and thoughts.

Convincing you to sneak out, he threw you into his mothers car and made a stop at the nearest convenience store before ultimately driving to the main destination.

After that snack pit-stop, Sero had connected your favorite playlist and rolled down the windows to allow the cool air in. You always loved feeling the wind in your face, warm or cool, dry or wet, and you didn’t care about how it messed up your hair afterwards. Sero loved to watch you attempt and fix your hair afterwards.

the large lights that lit up sections of the empty highway gave sero opportunities to sneak glances at you while you sang along to the music. he loved how you knew the lyrics to (what he felt like was) every song.

you stuck your hand out the window, feeling the way the wind pushed against your open palm, savoring the way the cold air calms your nerves.

you felt a hand rest upon your thigh, comfortingly squeezing it as you turned to look at your lover, smiling at one another as he continued driving.

You watched the road turn into familiar looking homes, and before you knew it, you could feel the sharp cold breeze of the ocean. The comforting smell of the sand and salt provided a soothing aromatic soothed your overwhelmed senses, successfully calming you.

“You’re taking me to the beach?” you turned to ask him, only nodding in response and placing his warm hand on the thigh, giving it an affectionate squeeze.

Pulling up to park in the empty lot, you’d been confused as to why he parked in reverse, the front of the car facing away from the ocean. Before you could question him, he held up a finger for you to hold that thought, watching with an amused look of confusion as he got out of the car and made his way to the trunk.

“Don’t look!” he called out as you laughed and looked ahead, resisting the urge to take a glance in the rear view mirror. After about 3 minutes, he called you back. exiting the car, you shivered into the large hoodie you wore, talking to where your boyfriend was.

What a pleasant surprise it was to see the trunk of the car opened to reveal a very comfortable looking lounge space. layers of blankets looked enticing to lay on, while mountains of soft looking pillows littered the space. Small fairy lights hung from the upper edge of the trunk, allowing for a comforting glow. the snacks you’d bought were piled up in the center beside his laptop.

You had begun to tear up, turning and burying your face in your boyfriend’s chest while the sound of the waves crashing against the shore drowned out your hounding worries.

which is where you were now, lying in the trunk next to your boyfriend who had begun to drift off. “Hanta?” you call, your boyfriend lifting his head off of the pillows, “Yeah babe? something wrong?” he asks you, running his hand through his hair. “Thank you.” you whisper, curling into his side, “Aw, don’t mention it babe. You deserve these breaks.” he said wrapping his arm around you.

You let out a shout of surprise when he rolled you on top of him, legs on either side of him while you braced yourself against his chest. “I love you baby.” you whisper, leaning down to ghost your lips over his, “i love you too.” he responds, one hand resting behind his head while the other finds solace on your hip.

You shivered when you felt the brisk air nip at your exposed skin, the ocean waves serving as a relaxing white noise. Sero leaned in to meet you in the kiss and rolled you over onto your back, caging you in with his body while fingers intertwined with yours beside your head.

He pulled away for a moment to admire how your eyes stayed closed in bliss, small breaths leaving your now swollen lips as he watched the way your chest rose and fell with every breath. “God, you’re beautiful..” he whispers, diving in to kiss you again, one hand freeing themselves from yours and reading down to tangle into your hair, holding the nape of your neck.

You threw your arms around his neck and pulled him closer, moaning gently into the kiss. you felt his free hand sneak it’s way under your shirt and gently slide over the skin of your hip. your back arched and he took the opportunity to slip his hand on your lower back, gliding up to your bra clasp.

You weren’t cold after that, and your stressors and worries were no longer occupying your mind, solely the love for yourself and your boyfriend at that moment. the fogged windows slightly obstructed the view from the outside, and in a way, it was as if the love you and sero created protected you from anything else outside of what was existing now.

you knew that you eventually had to return to everything, but knowing in your heart that you had someone who would stick by your side and help you throughout it all made it easier.

a la nevería

pairings: hanta sero x reader

summary: you find yourself homesick and missing your grandmother, sero, being the great boyfriend he is, decided to help feel a little more at home.

warnings: fluff, latino sero and latinx reader

notes: i am SO sorry but this is one that i wrote specifically for me,, during quarantine i found myself missing my grandma terribly, especially since she’s raised me alongside my mom, but i hope you all enjoy it.

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You had walked into your boyfriend’s room, wrapped in a sabana that your grandmother had sent you from home.

“You okay?” He asked as he sat up in his bed.

“Hmm.” You hummed as you walked over to his hammock and getting into it, adjusting yourself

“Okay?” The boy said, mostly confused. Even more so when you lifted the thin sheet, gesturing for him to join you.

He did as, non verbally requested, and wrapped his arm around you.

You curled into his side and sighed.

“My grandma and I used to lay like this in the backyard.” You said, eyes closed and a small smile gracing your lips as you used his chest as a pillow.

“I remember she’d tell me it was time to go inside or to bring her a bottle of water from the house, but I’d whine and say it was too far. It couldn’t have been more than a few feet, but then, it felt like miles...” you recounted.

“Yeah?” He acknowledged as you gave a small nod,

“Yeah. It felt nice. The sun would be poking from behind the guayaba tree, there’d be a gentle breeze that would make the air smell like the dirt and her plants, but it was a comforting smell.” You spoke with a yawn at the end as you both began to slip into blissful unconsciousness.

“She would stick her leg out and rock us while humming lullabies.” You finished fondly as he did just that.

He dropped his leg out of the hammock and gently swayed it, rocking you both further into sleep.

Then, he began humming a fond tune, the lyrics playing in your head in your grandmother's comforting voice,

“Esta niña linda, que nació de día, quieren que la lleven, a la nevería.”

And with a smile on your face, you had fallen asleep in the comfort of Sero’s care, and him not too far behind.

dropped fry

pairings: platonic!dabi x reader

summary: it’s the time of the month and with all other options considered, a certain fire user is your only savior.

warnings: period, curses, pet names

notes: i wrote this with like,, a teenage reader in mind?

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“Hey Dabi, Can you go to the store for me?” You asked groggily as you curled up into his side on the couch making him lowly chuckle in his chest.

“What do you need, kid?” He said as you handed him a list, his eyes slightly widening at what was on it,

“Hey hold on, why can’t Toga or Magne get you this stuff?” He asked as you looked up at him with a pout making him swallow,

“You know I normally would, but they’re out with Twice on a mission! Spinner and Compress are out and I wouldn’t dare ask Shiggy or Kuro! Please Dabi?” You begged as he sighed and threw his head back.

“Alright. Anything for you doll. But you owe me one!” He said getting up and throwing a hoodie over himself,

“Thank you Dabi!” You shouted and wrapped your arms around his torso.

“You’re the best.” You finished as he smirked,

“I know Kid.”

about an hour later, you heard the door to the hideout open and shut, and not long after that, a bag came flying at you on the couch.

with a startled shout, you caught the bag and dove into it, gasping at all the things in there.

“dabi! you didn’t have to get me chocolate!” you say gratefully, even though you were a bit surprised.

“they were there at checkout so i grabbed those too.” he shrugged, not noticing your awestruck expression, “you paid?” you ask, making him tense and wave his hand in dismissal. “it’s not that big of a deal.”

“oh,” he began, your head turning to him, “i also got you some food.” he said handing you the brown paper bag, warm with food and heavy in your hand. “wow, thanks!” you say opening it and pulling out a burger and fries.

feeling something heavy being placed on your head, you go rigid as your hand slowly moves up to grab it. the condensation of the foam cup feeling cool in your hands.

while you began to munch on the food, dabi sat on the couch beside you, crossing one leg over the other and leaning back into the cushions. “i also didn’t know what size you needed so i got you like three.” he says nonchalantly while you go back to peek into the bag to see that he in fact did buy you three different pad sizes.

“dork.” you laugh at him, about to put a fry in your mouth. that was ruined when gravity decided to betray you, your fry falling onto the floor.

you sat there still for a moment, hair covering your face. dabi laughed at the predicament you found yourself in, pointing at your misery.

“i dropped my fry...” you said, voice backed by a sob, he took one good look at your crying face and burst out laughing again,

“oh fuck kid, that’s fucking hilarious. when you said your hormones went wild i didn’t think this is what you meant.” he said though fits of laughter while you continued to cry.

once he finally caught his breath, he wiped the blood off his face from a staple he must’ve aggravated with the intense laughter.

“alright, come on kid, just eat another fry.” he said, attempting to console you, picking up another one and holding it to your lips, poking at them repeatedly until you broke with a giggle.

“that’s my girl.”

can’t sleep love

parings: hanta sero x reader

summary: you can’t sleep, and a particular saying points to your boyfriend being at fault.

warnings: absolute CRACK FIC, CURSING (i’m sorry i swear like a sailor)

notes: i remember waking up at like,, 3 am, writing this, and then falling back asleep. i wasn’t gonna post this but this is what it’ll be until i write y’all a decent fic.

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“i cant fucking sleep!” you say throwing your pillow at the wall, panting in frustration. from beside you on the bed, mina sat up, eyes still closed and major bed head. “you know, they when you can’t sleep, it’s because someone’s thinking about you.” she said before plopping back down, easily knocking out.

you pondered for a moment. coming to a conclusion, you threw the covers off you, grabbing your pillow from the floor and out your room, making your way over to someone’s dorm.

arriving, you swing open the door and launch your pillow at their sleeping form, “motherfucker let me sleep!” you yelled at your boyfriend who sat up, sleepy and confused. “what the fuck?” he drowned out, squinting to see you in the dark. “just come here.” he says motioning for you to approach the bed. when you refused, he shot a piece of tape at you, retracting it and forcing you into bed.

“Sero-“ “sh sh sshhhhh, just sleep.” he said laying back down and throwing an arm around your torso. with a heavy sigh, you let your eyes flutter shut, his closeness and breathing lulling you to sleep.

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Electric Love

pairings: hanta sero x reader

summary: with the help of his best friend and a tiktok trend, sero finally makes his move.

warnings: mmmm,, kissing, fluff and sweet stuff

notes: i’ve been such a fan of this song since i heard it in ‘Nerve’ and this -kinda old now- trend was just too cute to pass up.

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You and the bakusquad had gotten bored, so, in order to cure that boredom, you all decided on a little drive. packing up into in Sero’s car, you turned on the music and jammed out, each person taking a turn on the aux.

after a while of driving, you all had gotten hungry, which is what led to where you all were now, currently parked in the McDonald’s parking lot as you all ate and talked.

everyone had their food in their laps, the back rows being the most hectic since there were more people. you watched in the rear view mirror as kaminari leaned over to dip his chicken nugget in bakugou’s sauce. the boy retaliated by shouting at him and hitting him upside the head, all the while mina and kirishima watched something on his phone.

“take that back! say you’re sorry!” bakugou shouted, grabbing kaminari by the neck of his shirt and shaking him, “i’m sorry!!” the blonde cried out, desperately trying to get out of his friend’s hold,

“and what are you sorry for!?” bakugou yelled at him, kaminari reeling as far back as he could, “for saying you’re aggressive!” he cried out, his words making you and sero laugh.

in the driver and passenger seat, you and sero were the most calm, simply eating and enjoying the music that still flowed through the speakers. over the voice, you wouldn’t hear what kaminari was currently up to on his phone, quickly showing everyone.

“Oh!” Kaminari shouted, the others groaning at his movements. you all watched as the eccentric blonde crawled over the armrest to set his phone on the dash.

“What are you doing?” Sero asked as Kaminari shushed him by running his hand over his friend's face.

“I’m helping you out man.” Kaminari turned and kissed Sero’s forehead, making you snort.

He pressed play and the familiar song played through the car, making Sero freeze while the others scrambled to get out.

He watched as you stared, confused, as the others got out of the car, then turning to Sero and smiling.

He watched you dance in your seat to the music, lip syncing the words while his nerves arose.

And every night my mind is running around her

Then it's getting louder and louder

Baby, you're like lightning in a bottle

I can't let you go now that I got it

Sero looked out the window of the car to his friends as they threw him thumbs up, while you unknowingly giggled.

All I need is to be struck

By your electric love

You then prepared to sing the climax, but just as you were about to, Sero put his hand on your cheek and pulled you into a kiss.

Baby, your electric love

Electric love

Your eyes widened in shock, but fluttered closed after a few seconds, and your body moved to hold his wrists and pull him in closer.

Your lips molded together perfectly as the two of you were made for each other, two puzzle pieces finally coming together to create the whole picture of what is now a blooming relationship with Sero.

Your friends cheered from outside while you blushed and hid your face in his chest, making him laugh and kiss the crown of your head.

“So I take it you like me too?” He asked uncertainly as you looked up at him with a teasing grin, “I don’t know, maybe we should try that kiss again.” You laughed as his face flushed, “you can have as many kisses as you want, but just please tell me you like me.” Sero said sounding slightly panicked, making you feel a tad bit bad for teasing him.

“Of course I like you, you big dork!” You said as he sighed, only to be cut by you pulling him by the collar of his shirt into another kiss.

After a few, Kaminari knocked on the window, making you two pull apart, “can we come back in now?” He asked as Kirishima slung an arm over his shoulder while Bakugou grumbled about how “it was about time you two stoped pining for each other.”