My Hero Academia Masterlist

my hero academia masterlist

this is my first attempt at a masterlist! i hope it works

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

𝕊𝕥𝕦𝕕𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕤:

𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚘:

✰٭⭑☆ te amo y mas

✰٭⭑☆ “dance with me baby”

✰٭⭑☆  carnival prize

✰٭⭑☆ period

✰٭⭑☆ la chancla

✰٭⭑☆  everybody talks 

✰٭⭑☆ tipsy mumbles

✰٭⭑☆ shower surprises

✰٭⭑☆ care package shenanigans

✰٭⭑☆ beach day

✰٭⭑☆ let her go

✰٭⭑☆ dia de los muertos

✰٭⭑☆ mistake

✰٭⭑☆ chapstick

✰٭⭑☆ can’t sleep love

✰٭⭑☆  higher love

✰٭⭑☆ it’s you   

✰٭⭑☆ “i want ice cream”   

✰٭⭑☆ hardcover

✰٭⭑☆ glasses

✰٭⭑☆  hairspray

✰٭⭑☆  cellophane shots

✰٭⭑☆ nightmare

✰٭⭑☆ sero blanket

✰٭⭑☆ electric love

✰٭⭑☆ a la neveria

✰٭⭑☆ i’ll run away with you

✰٭⭑☆ baby come on

✰٭⭑☆   your own after party

𝚋𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚐𝚘𝚞:

✦⍣٭☆ i’m here

𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚒:

𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝑜𝑜𝓃

𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊:

𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝑜𝑜𝓃

𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚓𝚒:

𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝑜𝑜𝓃

𝚘𝚓𝚒𝚛𝚘:

𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝑜𝑜𝓃

𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚘:

✰٭⭑☆ another lemillion

𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒:

𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝑜𝑜𝓃

𝚗𝚎𝚓𝚒𝚛𝚎:

𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝑜𝑜𝓃

𝕡𝕣𝕠 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕠𝕖𝕤:

𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚐𝚞𝚖:

*:･ﾟ✧ lunch

𝚑𝚊𝚠𝚔𝚜:

*:･ﾟ✧ hawks’ merch

𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝:

𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝑜𝑜𝓃

𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍:

𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝑜𝑜𝓃

𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛:

𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝑜𝑜𝓃

𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚘:

𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝑜𝑜𝓃

𝕧𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤:

𝚍𝚊𝚋𝚒:

✦⍣٭☆ dropped fry

✦⍣٭☆ grilled cheese

𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚒:

𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝑜𝑜𝓃

𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚊:

𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝑜𝑜𝓃

𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚞𝚕:

𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓈𝑜𝑜𝓃

nightmare

pairings: hanta sero x reader

summary: waking up from a nightmare, sero comforts you.

warnings/contains: mentions of non detailed nightmare, crying, LATINO sero and LATINA reader,, but of course it’s not a huge part of the plot, only the mentions of el cucuy, la llorona and conchitas.

notes: i’m still waiting for my sero blanket TvT

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‘run!’ ‘scream!’ ‘move!’ ‘do something! anything!’

your mind screamed at you to take action, but your body couldn’t move, you stood frozen in heat of what was happening right in front of you.

“wake up!” you tried to think, “wake up!” your voice sounded distorted this time, “wake up!” almost like it wasn’t yours?

“babe wake up!” now you know for sure that wasn’t your voice.

“(y/n) please!” and with that, your eyes flew open and you took a deep breath, immediately feeling the cold sweat you’d broken into.

snapping up so quickly you almost bumped heads with your boyfriend, you cliched your chest and panted. the fear still lingering in your body, heart racing.

“shhh, babe. i’m here, you’re safe.” he whispered to you, setting a comforting hand on your shoulder. it was then that you realized you were also crying. the tears rolling down your cheeks and mixing in with your sweat, creating even larger droplets that fell onto the sheets below.

you opened your mouth to speak but only a strangled sob came out.

sero pulled you into his chest without question, wrapping his arm around you and gently petting your head, whispering sweet words into the air in hopes of calming you down.

“god, hanta... it felt so real.” you cried into his chest, clenching his shirt so tightly that you were afraid he’d disappear too, near afraid that this was another nightmare.

“it wasn’t. it wasn’t real, you know what is?” he asked you, pulling away slightly to see your broken face, the face that equally broke his heart

“what?” you asked, looking up at him with those gorgeous brown eyes that he loved so much. “this,” he said taking your hand, unclenching your fist and placing it just above his heart, “this is real, i’m real.” he tells you, still holding your hand while you take deep breaths.

after minute or two, you’d finally calmed down enough to feel comfortable when sero let go of you. you watched him get out of bed, seemingly not at all bothered by the fact that it was currently 3:15 in the morning.

hearing the rustling and sticking sound of plastic wrap, you look over at him curiously as he brings back two things in his hands.

“here.” was all he said, handing you a familiar pan dulce.

“is this a conchita?” you ask him in disbelief, he nods with his mouth full, the crumbs of sugar falling onto the covers. “yep!” he declared proudly.

“where the hell did you find these? oh,” you moaned, “they taste like home.” you fish, taking a bite and savoring the sweetness of the sugar and the familiarity of the feeling you got when eating them.

“oh! i asked sato for help! he bought a book a while ago on mexican desserts and i recognized this one!” he said cheerfully, licking the sugar from his lips, however he poked his tongue at a stubborn crumb he couldn’t reach.

“you need help?” you offer, giggling at his face while he tried to lick the pesky crumb, “here.” scooting closer, you peck the corner of his lips, taking the sweet sugar crumb with you.

sero noticed you were still a bit standoffish from your nightmare, so he pulled you into his lap, your back against his chest. you could practically feel his love for you on your back, the beating of his heart becoming quick.

“thank you baby.” you say softly, looking up so you looked at your boyfriend upside down, “of course you dork.” he responds, eyes fluttering shut as he kisses your forehead, brows scrunching as he boops your nose.

the two of you laugh quietly and before long, you found yourself growing tired.

“sleep babe.” you heard sero coax, pulling you-his little spoon-closer to him. “you won’t have another nightmare, i promise, not while i’m here.” he said with a yawn.

“hanta?” you call, turning around in his arms so you two are now face to face, “yes cariño?” he responds, his words making you blush,

“was it the cucuy?” he joked, successfully making you laugh again, the sound bringing joy to his heart. “no it wasn’t, it might’ve been la llorona!” you tease back, throwing your hands out and close to him as if they were going to grab him.

the two of you laughed and cuddled even closer, encasing the two of you in warmth, love and comfort.

“babe?..” you whisper, eyes closed and hearing him hum in response, “i love you.”

“i love you too.”

『° 。✰˚⋆☾⋆。✰°』

glasses

pairings: hanta sero x reader

summary: after your contacts began to grow uncomfortable, sero discovers you wear glasses

warnings: uhhh, like one or two curses i think, kissing, i think that’s it, oh wait,, the name “four eyes” being used in a teasing manner,

notes: heyo! so,, i wear contacts and glasses, and just decided to write about when sero would find out his s/o wears them too,, N E WAY, ENJOY SERO BEING A DORK !

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aizawa had given you all loads of work due the next day, so you’d hauled yourself into your room and got straight to work.

after a while, your eyes had gotten tired and your contacts became uncomfortable, so you decided to take them out and replace them with your glasses.

sighing in relief at the feeling, you put your glasses on and went back to doing work.

not long after that, you heard a knock on your door,

“hey babe? can i come in?” your boyfriend asked, “yeah!” you called back, turning to the door as sero wandered in, looking at the pile of things he had in his arms.

“you will never believe what i found today! so we asked aizawa if we could go out for a bit, and we found this little hole in the wall place and guess what it sells? your favorite snacks! who’s the best boyfriend? me obv- woah babe!”

your brain was scrambling to process all of his words, giving you a break when he cut himself off, eyes wide and staring straight at you. you noticed the faint blush on his cheeks, laughing as he scrambled to hold everything.

“what’s wrong?” you ask, confused as to why his energy suddenly shifted, “your.. you have glasses?” he asked genuinely curious as to how he missed that his girlfriend of some months now wore glasses.

“yeah i have glasses?” you respond, unsure as to how to answer.

“are you just, blind the whole day? why don’t you wear them all the time? how bad is your vision? lemme see,” he rambles again, setting down all the snacks and surprisingly, his laptop on your bed before shuffling over to you.

before you could protest, he takes the glasses off of your face and puts them onto his own,

“i wear contacts during the day, hanta, and my vision is pretty bad.” you comment, wincing as his eyes widened as he looked at the world through your prescripted eyes.

he stumbled upon looking down, glancing around your room and attempting to read things, “how do i look?” he said pushing the glasses up his nose, must like you’d seen iida do for a while now.

“i don’t know babe, i can’t see.” you say, as a matter-of-factly, making him freeze and turn to you, “oh yeah huh?” he says pushing your glasses onto his head like they were sunglasses.

“how many fingers am i holding?” he asks holding three fingers, thinking he has you beat,

“three.” you state, amused with his antics, “wait what, you can see that?” he says looking at his own fingers and squinting at them at different distances.

“yes, you dork. just because i need glasses doesn’t mean i can’t see. i can still see you, you’re just really blurry.” you say making yourself more comfortable in your chair.

suddenly, he leaned in, bracing himself on the arms of your chair, caging you in and inching his face so close to yours, your noses were damn near brushing against one another.

“can you see me now?” he asks, a grin on his face which you could, in fact, see clearly.

“oh there’s my handsome boyfriend.” you say with an elated voice. the boy laughed along with you before pressing his lips onto yours.

the kiss was sweet and full of tenderness, lips dancing with yours in what you’d describe as swing dancing. young energetic lovers pouring their amor for one another in a dance only they knew.

pulling away, they both smiled at each other, but before sero could go in for another kiss, your glasses fell from the top of his head, back in place.

you giggled at the surprised look on his face, the sound making his heart flutter.

“you know, i love how they look on you, you know why?” he asks as you turn around to go over the last questions you did on your assignment, with a hum you respond his his question, waiting for him to continue,

“because they draw attention to your beautiful eyes, the same eyes that i tend to get lost in on the daily.” he says staring deeply into your eyes, not in a creepy way, but in a way that made you feel seen and loved.

“and also because you are blind as hell without them.” he says snickering at your betrayed face, sliding your glasses back onto your face, “now, bring your blind ass over here and let’s pig out!” he says throwing himself on your bed, the frame creaking in protest.

pushing your glasses up to your head, just as sero had done before, you looked around the room, “what are you looking for?” he asks, sitting up, also attempting to help look, even if he didn’t know what for. you even went as far as to remove your glasses, clean them, and squint through them.

“for whoever you think you’re talking to, because i know you did not just say that.” you say with a hand on your hip.

he chuckles and holds his arms out for you, making grabby motions like a child. with a sigh, you gave in and made yourself comfortable while he set up the movie.

“i love you babe.” you say as he wraps his arms around you, “i love you too... four eyes.”

your head quickly shot up, “what was that?” you ask with a pointed look, “i said, “i love you too, forever.”” he swiftly lies.

you’d heard him before, loud and clear, but you’d let it slide. after all, you did call him a cup holder since you accidentally found out his elbows doubled as cupholders when sideways.

“can you call me in the morning when you put your contacts on? i wanna see.” he says looking down at you, eyes practically beaming.

“sure hanta.” “aw sweet!”

『° 。✰˚⋆☾⋆。✰°』

i’m here

pairings: katsuki bakugou x reader

summary: you have a horrible nightmare and you just can’t help but go and check on him.

warnings: cursing! fluff, crying, semi angst? i think, SHORT

notes: i had written this as comfort after THAT recent chapter in the manga lmao,, i think this one was actually my first bakugou fic.

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“katsuki!” you sit up in your bed with a start, tears running down your face as you desperately tried to catch your breath. you looked out the glass sliding doors as the glow of the moon provided your only source of light.

your breath began to pick up, making you clutch your chest. you threw off your covers and ran out of your room and down the hall, gasping and covering your mouth to try and not wake the others.

you unlocked his door with a choked out spell and entered his room, making your way over to his bed quickly. he looked so peaceful, so still. was he breathing? oh god what if-

you crawled onto him as you frantically checked for a pulse, waking him up, hands ready and lit with explosions at being woken up by someone on top of him. you didn’t flinch at the bits of his explosion that managed to hit you, only staring down at him, eyes wide and wet.

“what the? what the fuck are you doing?” he asks looking up at you, immediately deactivating his quirk and gently holding your arms. “god, you’re alive.” you sigh, feeling his racing heartbeat under your hand on his chest.

“are you gonna tell me what you’re doing crying and feeling me up at... 3 in the morning?” he asks, arching a brow at you. you look at him through your bangs and his breath hitches at your sorrowful look.

“i... im sorry, it’s stupid, i should go.” you say throwing your leg back over him and about to slide off his bed, only for him to grab your arm. “if it made you cry and come to my room like a fucking child then it had to be something.” he says both insulting you and concerned for you.

“i just... i had a dream, and in that dream you-” you began only to be cut off by a sob, your hand coming up to cover your mouth as a fresh batch of tears began to roll down your face.

“stop crying. i’m right here you shitty girl.” he says grabbing your wrist and splaying your hand over his heart. you could feel his hard muscles through his undershirt, but the more important thing was,

“my heart. see? it’s beating. i’m alive, dumbass.” he says sitting up and pulling you into a hug, that in which you clutched onto his shirt tightly, making it very uncomfortable for bakugou, but at that moment he knew you needed it.

“i was so scared. it felt so real.” you sobbed into his neck, the boy feeling your tears roll down your face and onto his skin. he comfortably held the back of your head while the other wrapped around torso, pulling your body against his.

“i’m here. even when i’m not.” he says gently into your ear as you hold onto him tighter and cry. “i love you katsuki.” you say making him hold you tighter.

“i love you too.”

⚠️⚠️BNHA MANGA CHAPTER 293 SPOILER⚠️⚠️

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Shining through the city with a little funk and soul

So I'ma light it up like dynamite, whoa oh oh

is anyone else crying over bakugou’s hero name? no just me 😭

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.