#sero x chubby reader

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it's the weekend and you're staying at hanta's, your best friend for years. you're currently watching a film together while he's laying down on you. you're playing with his hair and he's got his cheek smashed up against your tummy. sero is in heaven feeling your plump body underneath his tall, lankier and slimer body, he hums and holds onto your plush waist tighter. he lifts his head up to look at you and grins wide at you, you resist the urge to giggle at how his hair is all messed up from you playing with it.

he wants to ask you something, he feels like he has to but he's worried about the answer. kaminari told him that you went on a date with bakugou last night, you didn't even tell him about it and he doesn't know if he should bring it up but he needs to know about how it went. he knows he's not considered as funny or hot as his other friends and it makes him insecure, you're the best thing in his life and he doesn't want to lose you, especially to bakugou. "how did your date go last night?" he asks you, trying to seem like it isn't a big deal.

"date?" you look at him quizzically, "what date hanta?"

"kaminari said you went out with bakugou last night," he replied, confused.

"nope," you say and emphasise the p. "why would kaminari say that?"

sero is absolutely clueless on the matter, "no idea babe."

kaminari has been smiling brightly all day since he lied to sero in hopes that he'll say something to you about it. him and mina have been doing everything in their power for the last three weeks to get one of you to confess to the other, it's so painfully clear to them about how you feel about each other.

"why would i go on a date when i have you? and especially with bakugou of all people?" you tell him like it's the most obvious thing in the world.

pink dusts his cheeks as he hears you speak so sincerely. you've always been very touchy together and when he's drunk or stoned he'll flirt with you which causes your face to heat up and it makes you shy. most people would say you border on the line of friendship to something more but sometimes the lines blur more than normal, sometimes it's much more obvious about your true feelings towards each other.

sometimes, without noticing, you let it slip that you would never want to date anyone else. maybe one day one of you will let it slip that you're in love with the other.

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[xxmaddyxx]

Poking your stomach rolls mha edition!

haikyuu editions on my masterlist :) contents - literally just mha bbys poking your stomach bcs its adorable

baby boy bakugou first ofc

so you guys decided to have a movie night at his dorm bcs it had been a long week of school

you were in the kitchen making popcorn when you heard him come up behind you

he wrapped his arms around our waist and grumbled "how much longer"

"about 2 minutes"

he grumbled again and buried his face in the crook of your neck

"impatient much?" you smiled

"just leave it i wanna go watch the movie"

you softly scratched his head which was still on your shoulder

"babes im sure you can last 2 more minutes"

"i wanna cuddle though..." he whispers

"why are we whispering?" you looked at him

"i don't want them to hear" as your friends were in the common room

"ohh mkay then"

his hands found their way under your sweatshirt and he softly squished your plushiness

"whacha doin there"

"i really like this little squish, it's cute" he whispered again

"thanks :) oh the popcorn's done!"

"good" he then picked you up and wrapped your legs around his waist with the popcorn in your hand

and ofc mina saw you from the common room, took a picture of you guys and sent it to you later

alrighty bby sero's time to shine

he texted you asking you to come to his dorm

mind you it was like 2 am but whatever

but after some convincing you grabbed a pillow and made your way to his dorm

you opened the door and saw his figure on the bed, literally posing

"what could you possible need at 2 am babe" you rubbed your eyes and closed the door

he shot his tape at you and pulled you onto the bed causing you to yelp a lil bit

"what was that forrr" you whined

"you look so cute in your pj's i couldn't help myself" he wrapped his arms around you and squished your stomach

"will you stop it" you said, already half asleep

"what, your tummy's so cute" he pouted

"fine. just let me sleep please" you kissed his nose

he sighed dramatically, "i guessss, but i'm using your stomach as a pillow"

"mhm now shush"

oml i love him

last but defo not least, bby shoto

honestly your tummy is literally his favorite part about you

and your thighs ofc he just seems like a thigh guy ngl

ANYWAY

okok hear me out-

you guys went to the gym kinda early so there was literally no one there

you did not wanna get up but he promised you a breakfast date and ofc that worked

and you're doing like the tricep dip things and he's holding your waist like spotting you yk

and when your arms finally gave, he wrapped his entire arms around you and put you down

"see it wasn't that bad" he said as he pressed a kiss to your head

"i can't feel my arms" you let your arms go limb to show him

"baby, just think of the amazing food you'll get later" he said as he went to get more weights

you sat down on the bench and a lil roll was poppin yk

he turned around and looked lovingly at your figure

"babe i'm seeing a booty pump"

you looked at him like an idiot "we haven't done any butt exercises shoto"

"well it's lookin good then" he sat next to you and you rested your head on his shoulder

he wrapped his arm around your frame and grabbed your rolls like a stress ball

my heart

"can we gooo pleasseee"

"y/n we've been here for 10 minutes"

"and?"

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[hentyehottie]

Hii your blog is so cute and I love the way you write. Can I request a chubby reader x stoner roommate sero.( ima pothead myself 😅) And some smut please cause I’m so weak for this man.

Thank youuuu 🥹💕 & this def might get a part 2 cause I’m in love with stoner Sero 🥺🫶🏾

c/w: 18+ MDNI

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It was around 1am and the two of you sat in Sero’s smoke-filled, glossy black Subaru BRZ , parked in a desolated area of your building’s car lot. AC blasting while slow r&b played from his Bluetooth.

Your legs in his lap as you sat with your back facing the door. You re-lit the joint you were holding, hitting it while you watched him rolling another. His thin, nimble fingers were so precise with every roll and tuck, he could probably do this with his eyes closed at this point.

It only made sense to be doing this on a Friday night. There was no class the next day and Sero was off from work for the next two days.

Exhaling the smoke from your lungs, you held the joint to his lips, letting him hit while his hands were occupied.

He took a deep hit, holding it for a while before letting the white smoke escape his airways. Watching the seasoned pro got your pussy soaking wet every time.

He ran his tongue up the side of the joint before plopping it in the unused cup holder.

Sero grabbed the lit joint from between your fingers, hitting it and leaning over to blow the smoke into your mouth.

His cologne was damn near intoxicating, he smelled so damn good and you just wanted to climb into his shirt with him.

Of course he wouldn’t be him if he didn’t press a kiss to your lips, loving how flustered the gesture made you. He explored your mouth as you did his, tongues tasting each other’s as they fought for dominance.

He finally pulled back and both of you stared into each other’s pink-tinged eyes, breathless and aroused.

He rubbed his hands over your legs, trailing up your thick thighs and then back down, loving the way your soft skin felt.

Y’all planned to just smoke, but things never went as planned once he gave you that look.

Which is exactly why you were leaned over the middle console with your shorts and panties halfway down your thighs. Sero slouched back against the car door, pulling you into his lap once you got your bottom half naked for him.

He hooked an arm around your right leg while you held the left one back so you could be spread wide for him.

Your right arm draped over his chest to play with his ear, something you knew he loved, while he rubbed your pussy. You hazily watched as Sero scooped up a gush of slick, sliding his fingers in his mouth to lick them clean.

“You taste so good baby.” He wasn’t bullshitting when he said it either. Sweet, fragrant & a little tangy is how he’d describe it, and he was fuckin’ addicted.

He did the same, rubbing his fingers around in your wetness and licking them clean one more time before pulling them out of his mouth and slipping them inside of you.

“F-Fuck.” You let out a breathy moan as the lengthy digits stretched you out, reaching so much further than yours ever could. His pace was nice and slow, letting you get adjusted before he was full on fucking you with his fingers.

“Ha-Han.” Your moans came out in pants when his thumb began to strum at your clit, pussy still stuffed with his fingers. Sero was so fucking good with his fingers, working your body like a well learned instrument. He knew just where to poke and prod, toying with the rigid, squishy spot at the roof of your cunt.

“Feel good hun?” He asked, taking your closed eyes and slow nods as a yes. “Perfect. So perfect for me baby.”

He was so affectionate it made you want to melt. Placing kisses all over your neck and cheek, whispering sweet nothings in your ear eliciting the sexiest moans from your lips, smirking when he felt your pussy clench around his fingers. “Pussy squeezing my fingers so tight, love.”

His fingers gradually slowed, your orgasm slowing down with them, until they were just keeping warm in your cunt.

“Hantaaa.” You whined, making him pop your thigh.

“Relax,” He leaned up, ready to switch positions. “I wanna eat your pretty pussy.”

You nodded, gripping his wrist and sliding his fingers out of your cunt. “Wait..lemme taste.”

You sucked his wet fingers into your mouth, humming in delight as you wrapped your tongue around them, making sure to lick them clean.

It took every ounce of control he had not to bust in his pants as he watched you through hooded eyes, wishing your lips were wrapped around his thick dick instead.

“Mmmm. Okay, how you want me?” You asked licking your lips.

“C’mon, Lola Bunny.”

You giggled at the dumb nickname he gave you after that damn Twitter challenge, since it was both of your favorite position.

You straddled his face, letting out a startled gasp when he roughly pulled you down. He began lathering your cunt with licks, cleaning up the mess he made earlier.

He tapped your thigh twice, which meant he wanted you to rise up.

“Don’t be shy babe, you know what I like.” He spoke, placing a hard smack on your juicy ass.

You nodded your head as you lowered yourself onto his tongue letting out a sigh as the thick appendage filled your pussy. Sero gave a soft moan as your delicious juices coated his tongue.

He moved his hands from your thighs, giving you free reign to use him however you wanted. Sero loved that you were never overly gentle with him, sure he was a skinny guy but he knew what he could handle.

You slipped a hand under your hoddie, pinching and pulling at your nipples while the other one was threaded throughout his inky hair as you rubbed your pussy up and down his face.

His muffled ‘mhm’ gave you all the courage to go faster, loving the sensation of his tongue filling your cunt and his nose bumping your clit with every rock of your hips.

He reached down to pull his basketball shorts down, cock smacking his stomach with a small thud. Sero rubbed small circles over the head with his thumb, lazily stroking his fist up and down all eight and a half inches while you rode his face just how he liked.

“F-fuck I’m gonna-.” You cried out as your juices squirted all over him. He drew his tongue over your folds a couple more times before you lifted yourself off.

You breathed deeply, trying to catch your breath as you started down at him.

He smiled stupidly, a sight to behold—as his mouth, cheeks and nose were completely covered in your slick. He lifted the bottom of his shirt, wiping his face before sitting up and pulling the shirt completely off, tossing it to the floor.

Still on your knees, you leaned over and arched your back for him. Of course the car was the perfect place for him to give you those devilish back shots you loved so much.

Although he would’ve loved to fold you in half in his backseat, he appreciated the sight of you presenting him your gorgeous pussy and cute little asshole much more.

Wasting no time he pressed himself against you, sliding his cock deep inside your pussy. The both of you moaned, your toes curling as he began to fuck you.

“Damn baby.” He let out a hiss, watching you cover him in more of the creamy white with every thrust. “Creaming all over my dick.”

Hanta pressed his fingers deeper into your soft love-handles, holding you tighter. His slender hips slammed against you time and time again, burying his thick cock deep into your pussy every single time.

He fucked you nice and hard, so hard you were sure someone had to notice the way the car rocked as he pounded you.

“Baby I’m gon-gonna cuummm.” You moaned. Your body felt like it was on fire from the intense pleasure Sero brought you.

“Uhhuh, gonna cum for me pretty girl?” He praised, rubbing his big hands all over your body. Your chubby tummy, back, thighs, ass—nothing went untouched by him as he fucked you to your second climax.

“Yesssss fuck Hant..ahh.” You moaned his name as you came, warmth engulfing him as you creamed all over his cock. “Hanta I’m cumminggg.” You whined as he continued to fuck in and out of you.

“Yeah, that’s right.” He sighed, leaning his head back as he pulled his limp cock out of your pussy after cumming with you.

Your hole clenched from the after shocks, squeezing more and more of his cum out, gifting him the most alluring creampie he’d ever seen.

He used his already soiled shirt to clean you up, helping you back into your shorts one leg at a time, chuckling when you could barely stand without his help.

“How you feel?” He asked, rolling the windows down and letting all the smoke out.

“I’m hungry and sleepy.” You were still a little dazed and out of breath, wanting nothing more than to climb into his warm bed and cuddle.

“Well let’s get you some food love.” Hanta replied as you both exited the car.

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[bitchywitchyvibes666]

Hey, i was wondering if any of y'all could help me find a group of fanfics? It was like Bakugou, Kristima and Denki and sero i think? With a chubby reader that kept being stood up by their dates and things? Pretty sure the reader in the kiri one has a wind quirk? I've looked everywhere and can't find them so hoping y'all can help lol. Please and thank you darlings

#kirishima eijiro x reader #bakugo smut #denki kaminari x reader #bhna x reader #bakugo x chubby reader #bnha x chubby reader #kirishima imagine #kirishima eijirou smut #kaminari denki x reader smut #kirishima x chubby reader #sero x chubby reader

[simply-trash5]

Thinking about my chubby reader again tonight…

Their boy loves to dress them up in sweet little outfits that show their thighs. Ones that they can kiss and mark all over when they are feeling insecure. Love to squeeze those thighs and tell them how sexy they look wrapped around their waist.

Their boys love to pick them up as if they are nothing and pounce on them after a long day. Wanna hear their cute little squeals and see their soft cheeks light up in a blush.

Can’t wait to squeeze those cheeks in their large, calloused hands while they tell them how much they “missed their sweet baby…”

*sigh*

Boys in question: Izuku, Bakugo, Kirishima, Sero.

#i’m projecting #and barking #staring disrespectfully #aged up characters #bnha aged up #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugou katsuki #izuku midoriya x reader #izuku midoriya #kirishima eijiro x reader #kirishima eijirou #sero hanta #hanta sero x reader #bnha #send requests #anons welcome #my hero academia #bnha headcanons #bnha x chubby reader #bnha imagines #simplytrash writes

[jazzthatonewriterchick]

Several Shots Later (Pro!Sero x Black!Chubby!Fem!Reader) 

Pairing: Pro!Sero Hanta x Black!Chubby!Fem!Reader (Strangers to Lovers) 

Synopsis: In which you go on a vacation in an effort to relax and feel more confident, but find yourself falling for the sexy stranger who sends you a drink across the room and also happens to give you some firsthand dance lessons and a night you’ll never forget. 

Warnings: Smutty Smut; 18+ (MINORS GTFO); Aged Up!Sero (he’s in his late 20s); Chubby!Reader; Black-coded!Reader (but anyone can still read this); Marijuana/Alcohol Use; Sero Speaking Spanish; Petnames: (Baby, Mama, Mami); Skinny Dipping; Strangers to Lovers; Drunk Sex; Exhibitionism; Public Oral; Shotgunning; Dirty Talk; Daddy/Papi Kink; Rope Play; Spanking; Spitting; Facefucking; UNPROTECTED PIV Sex; Mild Choking; Mild Degradation; Cum on Body; Aftercare 

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic. However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!

Writer's Note: HAPPY B-DAY WEEK TO MY FAVORITE LATIN KING SERO!! I typed this from his bed btw. Posting it early cuz this weekend, I'm gonna be soooo busy. Anyway, I had this idea after listening to "She's Hot" (the song above) & thinking about dancing to it with Sero cuz y'all know damn well he can MOVE. Enjoy! -Jazz

P.S. If my Spanish is trash or inaccurate, please PLEASE let me know! I used Google Translate lol

Read on AO3 here!

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He’s been staring at you all night, ever since you sat at the bar twenty minutes ago. If he continues to do so, you’re sure to soak the stool you’re sitting on.

You’ve never been stared at in such a way before––so brazenly and intimately. Though the lust is hidden beneath the surface of his charcoal eyes, you can tell that this isn’t all that is there. You’re used to being lusted after, but this feels different. More…romantic.

And all just from one look! You know you’re probably looking too deep into it though. After all, you haven’t even spoken to the man. But fuck, do you want to, ever since you caught a glimpse of him when you stepped into the resort’s nightclub twenty minutes before with your two friends and vacay buddies. 

The man is the definition of ���fine”.

Though he was sitting down when you first saw him, you’d place him at a good height over yours. He is all lean muscle, but not overly so, all of which you can see straining against his black polo shirt that he leaves unbuttoned to expose the sliver of chest and a gold chain underneath. His arms, which you’d love to feel wrapped around you, are roped in tattoos, his fingers adorned in rings and his wrist encased in a Rolex watch. The man must got money.

He sits back in his seat now, his shot of rum in his lap and his thighs open wide as if not aware that every woman (or man) could be staring at his crotch in those tight-ass jeans. 

You’d never thought you’d ever see a man make a mullet look good either. He rocks it perfectly, several strands of black hair hanging in his alluring eyes that continue to stare you down, making you feel hot all over. His eyes sparkle just as his lip ring and silver hoops along his ears do, his long lashes making you think of a doll’s. He’s so, so beautiful. 

You don’t know what he does, but judging by the watch and the Nike Air Forces on his feet, you’d guess he could be a singer. Maybe a business owner or CEO of some company? Maybe even a model? Regardless, he could have any woman in here just with one look and a smile. Why is he so entranced with you? What is it with you that he wants? 

“Girl, you’ve been staring right back at him,” Mina chuckles from beside you. “If don’t hop on that man, I will ‘cause he’s fine.”

You side-eye her from your spot between her and Uraraka, watching her sip on her second cocktail of the night in her little pink mini-dress. “Why don’t you just go over and talk to him like a normal person?” she snickers. 

You turn away from her and the beautiful stranger, staring down at your half-drunk Mojito. “You know I don’t make the first move,” you sigh. “I don’t even know how. Plus, I didn’t come here for a man. I came here to relax and find some confidence in myself.” 

“That’s what a hot guy like him is for!” Mina argues, nodding at the stranger. Though you’re sure he has looked away from you by now, your body still burns as if he is still watching you, waiting for you. “No,” you protest. “That’s what the beach, the spa, and endless drinks are for. I’m not here for sex after the last time a hookup went wrong–which was only a month ago.” 

You huff, stirring your drink around before sipping on it to calm your nerves and push those memories away. You came here to get away from all of that, after all. A month ago was the last straw when it came to dating and hooking up, especially with men online. You had been on Match for months but always seemed to run into men who either had a fetish for plus-sized women, and only that, or ghosted you as soon as they saw you outside of your pretty profile picture. 

The last hookup you had seemed to break your spirit completely. You and the guy had been talking for a couple of weeks before he asked you out for dinner. Though you were excited, you felt that nabbing feeling in your gut that something would go wrong the moment he saw you in your dress, all of your rolls and jiggly parts on display.

But surprisingly, when you met with him at the restaurant, his smile didn’t even falter. He hugged you and kissed your cheek as if nothing was wrong. You even started to believe that this would be fine...until it wasn’t.

Until you invited him back to your apartment after one too many glasses of wine and got him out of his clothes. Until he stripped you, spread your legs wide eagle, and attempted to go down on you but didn’t. “I can’t do this,” he had sighed, already moving to grab his shit to hastily put back on. “Look, you’re pretty and all, and I thought I could handle you, but I can’t. You’re just too…big.” 

To say you were hurt was an understatement. You said nothing to him as he profusely apologized; said it wasn’t your fault but just his preference; that he knew you’d find someone that would be attracted to you. If only he knew that this hasn’t been the case in years. If only he knew that most men only saw you as an object of their fetish and kinks; not their affection. 

You weren’t asking for the fucking moon here. Just some love and affection. Just some intimacy. Just some good ol’ big dick. But you always seemed to lack in those departments because of your shape and size. There are times you wished you looked like your friends–so small and socially acceptable with their flat stomachs and breasts that didn’t sag. They could wear tight-skin dresses and crop tops without getting ridiculed or laughed at. You couldn’t. 

This is why you took the offer for this trip to the beach resort on the coast of [Insert Country Name Here]. It was a short five-day trip that Mina and Uraraka had been planning to get away from your home in the US for a while and escape the sweltering heat.

When they offered you a spot and a ticket, you took that shit. You knew that this was your chance to finally gain the confidence you were missing and get away from the problems and men your city brought for a while. So far, it’s been working. Ever since you flew in this morning, you’ve been wearing all the bikinis and sundresses you want without getting side-eyed or gawked at. It feels damn good! But getting eyed down by that stranger feels even better. 

“He was just a porn-addicted asshole,” Uraraka huffs, crossing her toned legs over each other in her pretty, flowery sundress. “He wasn’t worth your time. As much as I understand your reluctance, Y/N, you’re not behind a screen this time. You’re sitting here, looking sexy as fuck in your mini skirt, and he’s eyeing you down like he wants all of you.” 

“She is right, babes,” Mina agrees. “The way that guy is staring at you is making me kinda jealous.” She smiles at the way you bashfully advert your eyes to stare down at your outfit. They forced you to put on the shimmery mini skirt that hugs your ass and the low-cut top that exposes your cleavage for tonight’s activities. 

“What’s the point of being on vacation if you don’t indulge in hookups with hot people?” she giggles, sipping suggestively on her straw. You raise your brows at her, more than happy to correct her.  “Vacations may be about that for you two, but I’m more about sleeping till the afternoon, lounging by the beach, and drinking my bottomless mimosas.” 

Though the sexy stranger makes you think differently, you know that you’re never going to find the courage to get up and talk to him, no matter how much you drank or how sexy your friends said you looked. You wanted to get away from hookup culture and just find confidence on your own without looking for it in sex with a nice-looking guy. You just want to relax! But Mina and Uraraka aren't taking no for an answer.

Mina downs the rest of her drink before staring at you pointedly. “And that’s about to change tonight.” You gawk at her, laughing in disbelief at her stubbornness. “It’s only the first day!” you laugh. 

“Exactly!” she agrees. “And we’ve got about five days left here at this resort. You know time flies extra fast while on vacation, girl.” She winks at you, encouraging you to go through with catching a body for the night. But you hum disapprovingly to yourself, stirring your straw around in your glass. “I don’t know, girls,” you sigh. “It just doesn’t seem right to use a guy just to boost my confidence and have a good time.” 

Mina dramatically scoffs, rolling her golden eyes. “Please! You’ve got men in here who would gladly give their left lung to do all of that for you and more. Probably even that hottie with the mullet.” Though her words are encouraging, you still feel that roil of fear and uncertainty in your gut. What if he refuses you? What if he says yes but then changes his mind once he gets a look at you under your clothes? 

Uraraka’s soft hand on your knee pulls you out of your head. “How can you know if you don’t at least try, Y/N?” she soothingly asks. “You deserve to have a good time, including getting some great sex if that’s what you want. And from the way you’ve been staring back at that stranger, we can tell it’s exactly what you want. So go on and get him!” 

Mina places a hand on your shoulder, the smell of her fruity perfume overtaking your senses. “What happens on vacation stays on vacation,” she giggles. 

And you realize that they’re absolutely right. You can never know what will happen if you don’t at least try. Plus, even if it goes wrong, there are plenty of other men at this resort you can try to snag, even if for the night or the remainder of this trip. You came here to not only relax, but to find confidence and let loose. Maybe you can do all of that in one night with a hot stranger with no strings attached. 

“Maybe you’re right,” you say, suddenly feeling a boost of confidence in your body. “Lemme just finish this first.” You reach for your Mojito and down it, already feeling the effects of the alcohol in your body. You feel warm and tingly; sexy and powerful like you could take over the whole world. You’ve got this. You’re a sexy ass bitch. 

Uraraka cheers you on when you slide out of your stool, pulling down your skirt over your stomach and thick, jiggly thighs as you do. “Go get him, girly!” Mina shouts encouragingly. “Let us know if you need us to push him into the pool.” 

You giggle, feeling nervous yet excited. You can’t believe you’re really coming out of your comfort zone like this. But as you turn in the direction of the sexy stranger, you find his seat open and him gone. “Oh,” you breathe, disappointment blooming within you. “He’s gone.” Mina and Uraraka look around in disbelief. “Where’d he go?”

Uraraka huffs, her bob as she turns her head from side to side searching for the mystery man. “He was just right there!” Mina puts a comforting hand on your arm. “Well, don’t fret, babes. There are plenty of other fine-ass men in here who would gladly give you their undivided attention.” She begins to look around, squinting into the flashing lights on the dance floor despite your disinterest. “Let’s see…what about–“ 

“Excuse me,” someone says from behind you. You turn, finding the bartender holding another delicious-looking Mojito. “This is for you, miss. It was already paid for.” You and the girls stare at the drink in shock and suspicion. “Already paid for?” you parrot, baffled. “By who?” 

“Well, it was supposed to be by your secret admirer, but I think I fucked that up comin’ over here.” A light chuckle leaves the lips of a man you already know is fine judging by his voice–it’s raspy and laced with a slight accent you can’t quite decipher; very pleasant to the ear. A real panty dropper. 

When you and your friends turn, you swear to nearly drop dead right there in the club. There, standing behind you with a smile playing on his pierced, plump lips, is the hot stranger from across the room. And he’s even sexier up close! From this angle, you can see the ink on his chest peeking from out of his collar and how clean his nails are. Not to mention his scent––so sweet yet musky. It’s intoxicating. You and the girls stand there like idiots, silently drinking in the fine-ass stranger. “Oh, shit, he’s even finer up close,” Mina whispers to Uraraka, earning a shush in response. 

The man smiles, two dimples popping on his cheeks. You love dimples. “Hope I’m not interrupting anything,” he sheepishly says, and you catch a glint of something shiny in his mouth. A tongue piercing. ‘Oh, fuck me,’ you think. This man is trouble.

“I’m sorry if I am, but I couldn’t help myself. You just look too good tonight.” His charcoal eyes are planted firmly on you though you see them falter to trail down your form. You have to hold onto the stool behind you to avoid falling out. Your knees suddenly feel too weak to hold you up. “I thought the drink would’ve been a good icebreaker, but maybe that was kinda douchey,” he wonder aloud, rubbing the back of his neck. His bicep bulges as he does so, making you picture yourself running your fingers over it. 

“U-Uh…” You desperately try to find the words to speak, not wanting to come off as a weirdo. But your mind is completely blank, all except for some naughty images of this man’s hands on you and his cock buried deep inside of you as he bends you over the bar. “No,” you reply, finding the words to finally speak. “It was sweet of you. Thank you…for the compliment too, not just the drink.” You cringe at yourself, realizing you’re babbling.

The stranger laughs lightly, the sound like sex to you. “I’m Sero,” he says in his sexy, raspy voice. “Sero Hanta.” He sticks his hand out for yours and you take it. As soon as your hands make contact, you feel an electric current soar through you as if you’re being shocked from the inside. His hand is big and calloused as if he’s been using them for years. You’re not sure if he feels the same zing that courses through you, but his eyes do trail to your mouth. 

“I’m Y/N,” you timidly reply as your hands drop. “L/N. These are my friends; we’re on vacation.” You turn to your friends that you find leaving their posts, guilty smiles on their faces. “And we were just leaving,” Mina replies. “We’re just gonna go on the dance floor. Text us if you need anything!” 

“Very nice to meet you!” Uraraka shouts with a wave before she and Mina hurry to the dance floor. 

“Wait!” You hiss, but they’re already moving out of earshot. You watch them skid off to the dance floor with the sharpest glare you've ever given a person. If looks could kill, they would be dead. Now it’s just you and Sero the Sexy Stranger.

Though you’re not exactly alone, you may as well be the only two people standing in the room with how awkward and tense the air feels. Sero isn’t immune to it either. He stands rather rigidly, his arms behind his back and his eyes looking anywhere but at you in fear of making you feel uncomfortable. Knowing you can’t stand here all night, you clear your throat and pat the stool next to you. “Uh…did you wanna sit?” Sero shrugs, a sheepish smile on his face. “If you’re cool with it.” 

You nod and slide into your own seat while he hops up next to you. “So you said you ladies are here on vacation?” he asks, giving you a friendly, warm smile that eases your nerves. You nod, lacing your fingers together to give them something to do. “Yeah, for five more days. We just flew in this morning all the way from the US.” 

Sero’s charcoal eyes widen in shock. “The United States?” he gasps, making you giggle. “Shit, that’s a long way. Where are you from?”

You tell him, including the state. You may as well also tell him the capital and the population of your city with how much you’re babbling, but it’s hard to keep calm in the presence of such a sexy, sweet-smelling man. Sero is full of questions, his curiosity adorable. “What’s it like there? Is the food good? I heard they’ve got the best tour sights too!” 

You tell him everything, from the food to the museums to the entertainment there for tourists along with the weather, your neighborhood, and how you’ve been living there ever since you were young. “I met my friends back during college,” you explain as you sip on the Mojito that Sero bought you. “We decided to take this trip to get out of the city for a while.”  Sero nods, his attention firmly on you and only you. It makes you blush and you thank God that He made you a Black woman.

“Well, you ladies picked the best place for a vacay. I’ve been coming here for years ‘cause I’ve got family down here.” He waves a hand, flagging down the bartender. “Are you from here?” you curiously ask. 

He shakes his head, a smile playing on his lips. “Nah; I was born in Musutafu, a city in Japan. My mother is Latina but my father is Japanese.” Your interest in him piques here as you have a big soft spot for mixed men. “So are you bilingual?” you giggle. “That’s pretty cool. I’ve been trying to learn Japanese forever ever since I started watching anime.” 

Sero turns to face you, one muscled arm slung across the bar. “You’re an anime fan, huh?” he asks, interest and the flashing strobe lights in his black eyes which you now realize aren't charcoal at all––they’re a very dark brown, almost like dark chocolate. “What’s your favorite? And if you say Naruto, I’m leaving.” 

“What’s wrong with Naruto?” you laugh, gaping at him. 

“Everyone says Naruto!” he complains, rolling his eyes dramatically. “If not DBZ! Those are the two anime shows that reached the mainstream and everyone knows about.” You decide to leave your obsession with Naruto in middle school on the back burner for now.

“Well, I’ll give you my top five,” you giggle. You give him each one, most of them being very underrated and less popular than other anime. Sero looks impressed when you finish. “Daaamn, girl!” he praises. “You’ve got taste! I didn’t think anyone knew about your fifth pick. It’s more of an underrated one.” You nod, agreeing. “Yeah, but I’m into mystery. The twists and turns make each episode so fun to watch.” 

He nods in agreement, a strange smile on his face. Though it doesn’t make you feel uncomfortable, it also feels…weird. You’re not used to being smiled at in such a way, like what you’re saying is so interesting and intriguing. You turn away to sip your drink, hoping more alcohol will make you feel less weird and take you out of your head. 

The bartender suddenly returns to your side with a tray of multi-colored shot glasses and tiny bowls of salt, lemon, and lime on the side. “Here you are, Mr. Hanta,” he says. "On the house.” Sero gives him a look as he lowers the tray in front of him. “I keep tellin’ you to just call me Sero,” he sighs, pulling out a twenty to tip the bartender. “I ain’t my dad.” 

When the bartender scurries off with the bill, Sero fills you in on why he got the order of rounds: “They give me free shit every time I come in here but I still tip ‘em well. Probably because I know the owner. He’s a good friend of my dad’s.” He takes one of the shot glasses and downs the contents inside with ease, not even sucking on a lemon or lime slice as a chaser. You don’t realize that you’re staring at him until he raises a questionable brow at you. “Want one?” he asks. Flushing with embarrassment, you shake your head. “You sure? They’re rum shots. Some are just plain, some are apple, and some are coconut.” 

Your eyes flick from him to the shots, slowly becoming seduced by the different flavors and the idea of letting even looser. “Just one,” you say, giving in to defeat.

Sero passes you a shot before picking up another one of his own, giving you a white-toothed smile. “To an amazing vacation,” he says, raising his shot. You do the same and clink your glass with his before downing your rum at the same time he does. Though you taste the hint of apple, the rum is incredibly strong and nearly burns your tonsils. You gag as he goes down, making Sero laugh behind his hand. “Don’t laugh!” you pout. “This shit is stronger than the stuff you find in the US.” 

Sero snickers as you take a lemon slice and vigorously suck on it, chasing away the strong taste of the rum. “Yeah, I bet,” he chuckles, nodding at the shots. “This is straight rum, mama. Definitely not to be played with. Lemme order you some water.”

He leans over the bar, raising his muscular arm, and you don’t know if it’s you or the alcohol starting to speak, but his arm looks very appealing to you right now. You picture wrapped around your waist or your tummy, maybe on your side while his cock is plunging in and out of the wet, gummy walls of your pussy over and over again, his sweet, raspy voice whispering in your ear. 

You blink, alarmed. ‘Where the fuck did that come from?’ you think. The alcohol is definitely talking now. You have to try to act as normal as possible and not like you’re a horny mess when the bartender returns with a glass of cool water.

But you don't touch the water. Instead, you go for another shot, determination flooding within you that is only conjured by the alcohol. “You wanna try again?” Sero snickers. “Be my guest. It always goes down better the second time around. Don’t drink it too fast, now.” He keeps his intense eyes on you as you down your next shot. He’s right: it does go down a lot easier. While you feel the burn as he slides down your throat, it settles into your tummy nicely, making you feel warm and tingly. 

Sero downs his third shot of the night, as do you. Soon, the room is starting to get hotter and seems a little fuzzier than before. The music is sharper, Sero seems a lot sexier, and you’re having trouble focusing. You know that you are only another shot away from drunk, so you decide to take a couple of sips of your water. Unfortunately, your being tipsy means that you have zero filter. “Uh…so what do you do?” you randomly ask Sero. “Like, for work?” 

Sero stares at you, perplexed, his pink, pierced lips wrapped around a straw to his glass of water. You flush with embarrassment and go to apologize for being too personal, but his smile eases your nerves. “Relax,” he chuckles. “It ain’t like you asked me what my social security is.” You return the smile, becoming accustomed to his humor and laid-back attitude. “I’m a house renovator, so I fix up houses for people to rent, buy, or put on the market. I’ve got my own business back in Japan. I’m also a dance instructor on the side.” 

Your ears perk at his hustle. So he’s got money and he can dance? “So you’re extremely talented, basically.” It could be the trick of the lights, but you think you see Sero’s cheeks grow pink. “I try. What about you?” You tell him your job along with what you do all day while working at it five days a week. His handsome face scrunches in pain. “That’s a great job, but it sounds time-consuming. You ever get bored or have time for yourself?” 

You discard your water and sip on the rest of your Mojito, nearly forgetting it was there. “Time for myself is what the weekends are for,” you joke. “But in all seriousness, some of the time I get tired of it. That’s why my friends and I booked this trip as a way to relax and boost my confidence.” 

Your eyes widen when you realize what you just said. 'Fuck!’ you think, panicking. Goddamn, the alcohol! Why does it have to make your tongue so loose and you so dumb?

Sero’s eyes flash with interest. “Boost your confidence?” he asks, quirking a brow at you that makes him look increasingly hotter. “How so?” He leans in as if to kiss you, a secretive smile curling onto his lips. You avert your eyes, hoping he doesn’t see the fear in them. You hope he doesn’t push this. You couldn’t bear the thought of telling a stranger all about your problems with your body and dating. 

“I’m kidding,” he finally says, probably noticing your change in demeanor. “You don’t have to tell me, but you could’ve fooled me ‘cause the outfit is certainly doin’ its job.” His eyes trail across your form in your outfit, making your body feel like it just got stuck in an oven. “Does that confidence-boosting also include dancing like your friends are?” he asks, nodding at the dance floor. There, you see Mina and Uraraka on the floor, twirling their hips and sipping on their drinks, carefree and beautiful. 

You don’t think you could be that carefree with so many eyes on you. It’s different in the comfort of your own home, but here? It’s just too harrowing of an idea. “I-I don’t dance,” you timidly admit to Sero. “Not ‘cause I can’t, but I just…don’t.” 

Sero scowls confusedly at you, his brows furrowing. “Why?” he asks, sounding absolutely baffled. “When the music is this good, it’s just too good to not move! You know how to salsa? Or bachata?” You stare at him, gobsmacked. This man can really move like that? “You teach all of that?” you ask, suddenly even hotter knowing this. You can only imagine how his hips can move in bed. 

Sero smirks proudly. “Damn right,” he chuckles. “And I’m gonna teach you. You’ve got the best in the business, baby.” He takes his hand in yours and helps you down off of your stool. But before he can lead to you the dance floor, you pull him back. “Wait!” you protest. He peers over his shoulder at you and you feel your stomach flutter with butterflies. “I-I don’t know if I’ve got dancing shoes.” 

The sexy stranger turns around to face you, a knowing smile playing on his lips. “Really?” he asks. “That’s the best you’ve got?” You stare down at your shoes, even more apprehensive. It’s bad enough that you’re afraid of how you’ll look, but you’ve never had a man ask you to dance with him on the floor before. You’ve never had a man pursue you in such a way. You’re not sure how to handle it or what you’re even doing. 

You’re aware of Sero getting closer to you until all you see is his chest in your face. He leans down to whisper in your ear, his cologne fogging your senses and self-control. “If you’re worried about what you look like, don’t. You’ve got people in here who dance worse and if you step on my toes, I’ll just act like it didn’t happen.”

At this, you smile though hesitantly. “There’s that smile,” he coos, interlacing his fingers with yours. “C’mon, before the song ends.” 

The song playing now is one you recognize from TikTok from the Spanish guitars and Latin beat pumping through the speakers that you’d roll your hips into a mirror to. The strobe lights have now brightened to a seductive red that makes the dance floor look like it’s on fire. Sero leads you to a space on the dance floor between the grinding club-goers and stands in front of you, his height blocking the others dancing behind him. 

You rigidly stand with his hand in yours a good distance away from him. You can already feel yourself wanting to run. The confidence that the alcohol provided you is starting to fade. All you want to do now is go back to your hotel room and go to sleep. ‘No,’ you think stubbornly. ‘You’re not doing that. You came here to find confidence and this man is trying to help you with that.’ 

Sero smirks jokingly at you. Unaware to you, he thinks your shyness is the cutest thing in the world. He’d fuck you right here in front of the whole club if he could. “You’ve gotta stand a little closer than that,” he chuckles. With some hesitation, you move an inch closer to him, barely toe to toe with him.

“Closer,” he teasingly repeats. Maybe it's the guitars in the song or the intensity of his gaze on you, but you find yourself moving closer to him like a moth being beckoned by a flame. Suddenly, you’re close enough to kiss him, your nose nearly brushing his chest.

“Perfecto,” he whispers, and it has your heart racing like it’s trying to win a track race. “Now you put one hand on my shoulder.” Keeping one of your hands interlocked with his, you raise your free hand and place it on his broad shoulder. 

Then his hands are on your hips, secure and…nice. This feels nice. “Is it okay if I hold you like this?” he asks, his lips at your ear. You can barely speak––your throat is dry and your mind has gone completely blank. “Give me your words, mami,” he demands though not aggressively. The pet name, along with his accent curling around the almost-forbidden word, has you blushing profusely and thanking the Lord that He made you a Black woman. 

Sero tenses as soon as the word flies, pulling away to apologize face to face. “Sorry,” he says embarrassingly, a blush coating his cheeks. “No,” you protest, shaking your head. “I-I like it. And it’s fine…you holding me like this, that is.” A beaming smile crosses his lips; one that makes you smile too and seems to ease the awkwardness of the situation.

“Now just follow me,” he instructs you. “When my foot goes back, yours goes forward, like this.” He puts one foot back and you timidly bring yours forward. “Now vice versa,” he says before bringing his foot back to the front. You pick up on things quickly and press your foot back. “Good!” he praises you. “Now let’s try it with the music. It goes 1, 2, 3…1, 2, 3…just like the beat. Listen to the beat.” 

You do as he says and listen to the music, trying to match your foot movement with the rhythm. Sero is a natural at this, as he should be since it’s his side hustle. He moves like he is the damn music, his body turning into water. His moves are loose and languid but not out-of-beat or uncontrolled. His back is straight, his shoulders are squared, and his hips? They roll like fucking waves.

You find yourself wanting to touch them; roll your tongue against them and the washboard abs you know are just up under his shirt. He never lets you go as you attempt to copy his moves and his confidence. And yes, you step on his feet a few times, but he never loses that patient, kind smile. Soon, you start to feel more comfortable and your moves grow looser than before. 

Sero feels your body relax and his eyes gleam with excitement. “There we go!” he laughs. “And you said you were worried about havin’ the wrong shoes. You’re a natural at this.” He twirls you twice, making you giddy and dizzy with joy. You are hot and sweaty, and your makeup has probably seen better days, but you don’t care. You feel good, all because of the man you're dancing with tonight. 

Suddenly, a newfound confidence blooms inside of you that could either be from the alcohol or from the closeness of this fine-ass man. One that has your hand moving from his shoulder to his chest, just briefly caressing it. “I guess it helps to have a good teacher,” you say in a tone that you’ve never heard come out of your mouth before. It is low and sensual. 

Sero notices it immediately. His kind smile turns into one that is more secretive like he is hiding something you don’t know about. He twirls you once more, causing your braids to fly around you and a laugh to burst from your mouth. Then he’s yanking you to him, emitting a surprised gasp from your lips when you find yourself chest-to-chest with him. One of his big hands moves to caress your lower back while the other still holds yours. He stares deep into your eyes as he begins to move his hips against yours, rolling and grinding his body into your own.

Suddenly, like a cliche romance trope, everyone disappears and all that is left are you and him. You only see him. You only know him. From somewhere on the floor, Mina and Uraraka shriek, hyping you up. “Yaaaasss, Y/N!” Mina screeches, much louder than Uraraka and the music. “Get it, girl!” 

Before you even realize it, you’re grinding right back onto him, rolling your hips into his. He twirls you around once more, but doesn’t allow you to face him again. Instead, he presses his front against your back and grinds against you from there. His hands grip your hips, coaxing you to wind your ass back into him. You get lost in the music and in him, feeling safe in his arms despite only knowing him for an hour or so.

“You’ve got it,” he laughs into your ear, making your inner thighs tingle. “You were so scared to do this, and now look at you. I bet every man in here is jealous that I get to be the one to dance with such a pretty thing like you.” 

Those words are what do it for you, and before you even realize it, you're looping your arms around his neck to bring him closer and turning your face to kiss him. It is a quick kiss, but it’s enough to have your heart hammering even faster and your stomach twirling. When you pull away, Sero's eyes are wide, a shocked expression on his face.

You immediately jump away and cover your mouth, horrified. “I’m so sorry!” you immediately apologize. “I-I don’t know why I…” You trail off, suddenly feeling disgusting and awful. Your confidence is gone and the effects of the alcohol are waning. "I should go,” you whisper, on the verge of tears. 

But as you turn to storm off the dance floor, Sero stops you by grabbing your wrist. “No,” he says, a silent plea in his eyes. “Don’t go.” 

Before you can even process what’s happening, one of his arms is looping around your waist while his hand gently cups your cheek. His lips are then on yours, planting one of the softest, hottest kisses you’ve ever had on you. His lips are smooth and soft, his piercings tickling your bottom lip. Your lips dance against his until you give a soft moan of longing as your arms move to wrap around him, hugging him close. Your parted lips allow him to slip his tongue into your mouth, the taste of rum and mint there as his tongue gently swirls with yours. You hold each other, kissing among the sea of people. Once again, you feel as if there is no one but you, him, and the throbbing of the music above. 

Unfortunately, the moment is interrupted when the club-goers surrounding you begin to annoyingly scream and whoop over you and Sero. “Oh, shit, they 'bout to fuck on the floor!” someone obnoxiously screams over the music.

Sero pulls away from you, eyeing the faceless voice. “Let me join!” another shouts. 

“Fuck off!” Mina yells from somewhere behind you. “Leave them alone!” You’ve never been so thankful for your friends than at this moment.

Sero smirks down at you, arms still around your waist. “We’ve got ourselves an audience,” he whispers. “Not that I mind some eyes, but I’m more interested in getting you somewhere more…private.” 

His accent makes the word sound like sex to you. Even if that isn’t on the table, you’ll still go anywhere with him. “Where’d you have in mind?” you breathlessly ask.

He trails his fingers from your waist up your arms to lace through your fingers. “Well, if you want the bedroom now, I’m down for that,” he says, making your pussy quiver excitedly beneath your skirt, “but there’s also a cabana on the beach that’s screaming my name right now if you wanted a good view and some quiet.” 

‘Yes!’ your body screams. ‘Do it, bitch!’ But even you know that you can’t give it up to him that fast. All good things come to those who wait, after all. “I’d love that,” you shyly answer. “Can we finish the shots first though?”

You nod at the bar to which Sero chuckles, raising a brow at you. “If you’re dying to get beat by me at my own game, then sure.” 

********* 

The sea is by far the most especially thing you’ve ever seen. It looks even better while drunk. 

After downing two more shots and guzzling down water (and taking a trip to the bathroom beforehand), Sero swoops you away to the seashore right outside the resort where the ocean stretches out for your eyes to behold under the big, white moon that looks so much bigger in the sky tonight. It hovers over the water, making the waves crystalize like diamonds below, just as the stars in the ink-black sky do.

“Oh, wow,” you gasp, in awe at the beauty laid before you. “This is beautiful! Look at the moon and the stars!” 

You stand at the top of the sandy shore, pointing at the sky with your heels in your hands. The sea breeze wafts your hair and cools the sweat on your body from the club. You feel good away from the people and activity now, the serenity that the beach provides is too nice to put off. 

Sero is settled down beside you in one of the many cabanas lined up on the beach that are currently empty. He sits on the bed there with his shoes off and an almost-dazed look on his face as he stares at the ocean. “Look at the stars,” he softly sings. “Look how they shine for you…” His cheeks turn red as he stares up at you sheepishly. “Sorry, I’m a little drunk.” 

“Me too,” you giggle. “I need to sit down.” You put a hand to your head, feeling light and slightly dizzy from the alcohol. Sero pats the empty seat next to him, smiling up at you. “Feel free, mama. This cabana is open for two.” You flush with heat despite the coolness of the salty, sea breeze as you sit beside him, feeling flustered at being so close to him. Now you don’t have the shots or the music as buffers. There is nothing but the sea and the empty beach. 

However, the silence isn’t awkward––it’s rather peaceful and serene. You dig your toes into the sand while Sero hums to himself, digging into his pocket. He then pulls out a ziplock bag of a few pre-rolled blunts and a lighter. “Mind if I smoke?” he asks, pausing to look at you for an answer. You shake your head, giving him the green light to do his thing. You watch as he works, entranced by his veiny hands as he takes out a blunt and ignites the lighter to lit the tip of it. 

You wish his hands were working you instead. 

Still entranced by him, you watch as he wraps his lips around the blunt and takes a short tester puff before putting the lighter away. He takes a deep inhale before exhaling all of the smoke out of his mouth, a peaceful look on his face. “I love doing this on the beach,” he contently sighs. “Nothing like a view of the stars and saltwater breeze while you puff on a blunt.” He gazes at you out of the corner of his eye. “And sitting with a pretty woman.” 

“Whatever,” you tsk, gently smacking his thigh to hide the butterflies fluttering in your stomach. “You’re just sayin’ that to make me feel good.” He takes another hit of his blunt, though short. “Well, yeah,” he admits, "but also ‘cause it’s true. You are pretty. Did you see the way the security guard was checkin’ you out when we left?” 

You retrace your mental steps to try to remember, but come up short. “Uh…no,” you respond, not sure if you believe him. He laughs at this, smoke billowing from his mouth. “Exactly, ‘cause you were oblivious to it, but not me. You had eyes on you like bees on honey.” He then holds the blunt between his thumb and forefinger out to you. “Want a hit? You smoke?” You look down at the blunt, slightly intimidated. Then, for some reason, the thrill of trying something new floods you. “Not really,” you admit. "But there’s a first time for everything.” 

You take the blunt between your thumb and forefinger before trying to imitate Sero’s actions. You wrap your lips around the end of the blunt and inhale only to nearly hack up a lung when the smoke invades your lungs. Sero laughs at you while patting you on the back, helping you out. “Take it easy, mama,” he chuckles. “Second time’s the charm as I say. Do it slower.” 

You do as he says and inhale the smoke much slower than before. It goes down easier the second time and you’re even able to hold it in your lungs for longer before exhaling. “Theeeere we go,” Sero praises with a laugh. “I love a girl who doesn’t quit.” 

He lets you puff on the blunt for a few minutes longer, gazing out at the starry sky and sea. He then glances at you, an unreadable expression on his face. “Please tell me if this is too personal, but I’m curious about you coming here to boost your confidence. I’d think a woman as beautiful as you are would have plenty of confidence in herself.” 

You can already feel the weed beginning to work its magic. You feel relaxed and kind of sleepy, but not enough to pass out. All of the insecurities and uncertainty you felt before have washed away. You pass Sero the blunt and sit back on your hands, exposing your jiggly tummy a little more. “Well, the reason I’m here is after a hookup gone wrong where this dude told me I was too fat and left in the middle of sex with me. I was gutted by it, so when my girls told me about their trip, I took that chance and came here.” 

You inhale the sea breeze and exhale solemnly, catching Sero’s attention…not that you didn’t have it already. “Finding love when you look like me,” you confess, running a hand over your body. “Like the dating pool isn’t built for girls like me. I’ve tried dating so many times, online manly, but as soon as a guy gets a view of me from the waist down, they want nothing to do with me. If I’m not seen as some extra pushin’ for the cushion, I’m not seen at all.” 

You’re aware that you’re oversharing, but the alcohol, weed, and Sero’s warm personality have all made it where you’re like an open book now. “Not that I mind being perceived sexually,” you reiterate, “but I feel like that’s all guys see when they look at me. I’m a fetish; not a woman who is worthy of affection as well as desire. I deserve better, y’know? I’ve got a good job, a car, an apartment, a pretty face…like everything I have should be worthy to get me a good partner, right? But it’s not. All because of…of…this.” 

You grip the jiggly fat of your stomach, huffing frustratedly to yourself. “I don’t hate being in my body, but society does.” Instantly, like a slap in the face, you realize you’ve fucked up. “Sorry!” you immediately gasp. “Fuck, I’m so sorry. I said way too much.” 

Sero is staring at you like he just realized you’re a person and you feel even worse. “Look, I don’t mean to pile this all on you, but you’re so easy to talk to and this weed is gettin’ to me and–“ You abruptly stop when Sero suddenly stands. He takes another puff on his blunt before dropping it into the sand and stubbing it out with his foot. 

He then proceeds to kick off his shoes and socks, strip himself of his shirt to reveal his beautiful body, and reach for his belt to loosen his pants. When his pants fall, you can’t help but admire how good he looks in his briefs. You stare at him, confused, hot, and bothered by the gorgeous view. “What are you doing?” you softly ask. 

“Let’s take a dip,” he says huskily. You stare at him, dumbfounded. Is he serious, drunk, or just high as a kite? “But…I don’t have a bathing suit.” Sero raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. “Who said anything about that?” Now you know that this man is gone. There’s no way he is seriously considering skinny-dipping…and there’s no way that you’re actually thinking about it! He must see you fighting with yourself because he runs a comforting, soft hand down your arm, his touch making you shiver. “I’d like to see you,” he murmurs, “if that’s okay.” 

You search his face to see if he’s joking or daring you only to laugh at you when you do so, but you find no indication that he’s playing with you. There is a molten tenderness in his gaze that has you shivering in pleasure and anticipation, wondering what else he has in store for you.

So you strip. You start with your top and then your skirt, biting your lip at his sharp intake of breath at the sight of your underwear. Then you’re stripping off your bra, letting your full breasts fall from the cups and against your stomach. Sero’s eyes widen at the sight of you as if you are a piece of art he is admiring in a museum. “Hermosa (beautiful),” he whispers, completely in awe at your body.

You’ve taken enough Spanish in school to know what this word means and it lights your body on fire. He then offers his hand which you take, giggling when he pulls you along to the ocean. “Come on,” he laughs. “Vamos, before the water gets too cold!” 

You want to ask him what the fuck he means because the water is like you stepped into the damn Arctic Ocean when your semi-naked body finally makes contact with it. You gasp as the water shocks your body out of its tired state from the alcohol and weed. Sero keeps his hand in yours despite the crashing waves that roll against your bodies the further you wad into the ocean. Finally, you two settle and just let the water caress you. You sigh in contentment as you tip your head up towards the sky, admiring the stars twinkling above. 

“Nice, right?” Sero chuckles. You lazily nod, wanting to stay here forever––among the water, stars, and him. You don’t realize how close he’s gotten to you until you’re suddenly staring at his upper torso and the water beads that drip down his abs. “Can I hold you?” he gently asks. You peer up at him through your lashes, afraid to speak in fear of ruining the moment. 

You nod and he slowly wraps his arms around you, engulfing you in them. You let yourself be pulled into him, sighing when your head meets the crook of his shoulder. You embrace him back, crushing your breasts against his hard chest. There, you two stay, bobbing in the water, linked with one another. “This feels so nice,” you drunkenly confess. “Like a fairytale.” 

“I’d hope so,” he murmurs to you. “You deserve it, mami.” And you start to believe it. After a few silent seconds, he pulls away from you, his eyes as dark as the night sky. “Can I kiss you?” he asks, his gaze hopeful. “I know I didn’t ask in the club and I feel bad about that, so I wanted to ask you now and–“ 

You don’t hear the rest of what he has to say because you’re too busy planting your lips on his. This kiss is hungrier now. Your lips move against each other’s like you both are starving for one another. You can tell Sero wants the same thing you want when his hands move below your waist to squeeze your ass, the feeling making you moan into his mouth. He replies with his own moan and pulls away, his eyes glazed over with lust.

He wordlessly kneels before you in the water and takes both of your breasts into his hands, kneading them gently. “Shit,” he softly hisses to himself, amazed at the sight of your hanging fruit and brown, hardened nipples. 

You softly whimper at his calloused hands caressing your sensitive breasts causing him to move on to other matters. He leans in and latches his lips onto one of your nipples where he begins to suckle on it. You throw your head back to stare at the endless sky, your mouth open in an O as pleasured moans fall from your lips. You can’t yourself, especially when Sero begins to suckle and flick his tongue along the sensitive bud of your nipple, his hand kneading your other breast in the process. 

Then he switches, giving your other breast the same treatment. Your hands find his hair, your fingers aimlessly wandering through the black locks of his hair. You’re ruining his mullet, but he doesn’t seem to care. He is more concerned with nibbling along your nipple, making you sharply inhale before your voice chokes on a broken moan.

You can’t take this. All of this is going straight to your pussy which is now throbbing and begging for attention between your thick inner thighs. “Please, Sero!” you whine, gripping his hair. “I need you to touch me.” Understanding immediately, Sero stares up at you, looking uncertain. He then stands, his body dripping in water, making your pussy throb even more at the sight of his glistening muscles. “You sure you want this?” he asks, his voice low and hushed. 

You practically throw yourself at him, giving him a deep, passionate kiss that nearly takes his breath away. “Yes,” you plead. “Yes, Sero, please. I don’t care, just please touch me.”

You grapple for his shoulders, gripping them in desperation. You don't care how much you come off as desperate or slutty to be sleeping with a man you just met. You need this right now. And Sero is willing to give it all to you. “Okay, baby, okay,” he shushes you, pressing a chaste kiss to your waiting lips. “Let’s get us out of the water first.” He takes your hand and helps you navigate the waves as you make your way out of the water. Once you’re out and standing naked on the shore, you realize the gravity of what you just asked and initiated. Especially when Sero leads you to the cabana. Your eyes flit up to the resort yards away, realizing anyone could come out and see you two naked. “Will anyone see us?” you timidly ask.

“They may, they may not,” Sero replies, a devious smirk on his face. “If they do, they’re in for a treat watchin’ a gorgeous woman gettin’ her pussy eaten.” He then sits you down on the bed and kneels down in front of you. He gently pries your thighs open, revealing your sobbing, wet pussy. You watch his face change from playful to downright feral as he stares at your cunt. You flush at his expression, still feeling weird about this despite how hot and bothered you are. “But what if–“ 

He shushes you, leaning forward to press wet kisses along your inner thighs. “No more talkin’, mami,” he growls against your inner thighs. “I want my name on your lips if not those pretty moans I heard in the water earlier.” He continues to pepper your thighs in kisses while his hands pin your legs apart, his hold on you firm. He doesn’t want you hiding from him despite your cellulite and stretch marks, and rolls and imperfections. And it feels good. 

You don’t stop him when he dives right into your pussy, first peppering your lips and clit in open-mouthed kisses as if he’s making out with them. You can’t believe the way this man works his mouth! Especially when he starts to flick his tongue along your clit. His tongue swirls around it and flicks it gently depending on how you respond. And shit, are you responding well! Your body can't help but react pleasantly to the sensations––your toes curl; your back arches; your eyes flutter closed; your mouth falls open into an O as moans and gasps fall from your lips. 

Sero is not only good with his tongue, but also with his hands. He reaches up and plays with your titties, tweaking and pinching your nipples according to your verbal cues. “H-Harder, please!” you beg to which he pinches the hard, brown peaks a little harder, the bursts of pain making you gush all over his lips. “Fuck, Sero,” you moan. “That feels so good!” 

Sero moans approvingly into your cunt, the vibrations making your clit quiver pleasurably. “Keep feelin’ good for me then, mami,” he says in between wet flicks of his tongue on your rosebud. “Lean back and wrap your thighs around my head. I can handle it.”

He pauses to stare up into your shocked eyes, a grin on his face and a pussy-drunk look in his eyes. You’ve never had anyone ask that of you before. Plus, your thighs really are on the thicker side. What if you suffocate him? Before you can even agree or refuse, he is already pushing you back onto the bed, emitting a squeal from you. 

He stands on his knees for a moment, taking you in. His lust-blown eyes trail up and down your naked form, drinking in every part of you that you either like or dislike. Then he inhales deeply as if struggling to process the beauty in front of him. “Tu cuerpo es un país de las maravillas, mami (your body is a wonderland, mami),” he huskily says. You have no idea what to say to that. All you can do is shyly smile up at him as he smiles down at you, both of you enchanted with each other. 

Then he’s ducking back down and throwing your thighs across his shoulders with ease, wrapping your legs around his head. This gives him better access to your pussy so he can easily tongue-fuck you. As soon as you feel the wet muscle entering your wet folds and his nose brush against your clit, you are in heaven. Your eyes roll into the back of your head and your hands find his hair, gripping the black locks as your hips begin to grind shamelessly into his face.

“Mmm-hmm,” he hums approvingly, keeping up the pace. He doesn’t pause or slow down. He continues to work your pussy just how you want, making you see stars behind your eyelids and cry to the moon above. 

It doesn’t take long for that feeling of release to dawn on you. You can’t help it. His tongue just feels too good! Plus, the atmosphere and the whole idea of getting caught in such a risqué position turns you on more than you’d like to admit. Sero must realize you’re close because his jaw starts to move faster, accompanying his tonguefucking with porn-worthy moans of his own that nearly throw you over the edge. “Fuck, Sero!” you whine. “You gotta stop or I’m gonna cum!” 

“Mmm-hmm!” he eagerly hums into your pussy. He pulls his tongue out of your hole and proceeds to suck on your clit while his finger begins to stroke the outside of your slit, barely touching your insides. But it is enough to push you further and further down that road to orgasming all over him. His darkened eyes flick up to yours, staring you down between your thighs. “Ven por mí,” he demands. “Cum for me, baby. Don’t fuckin’ hold back a damn thing.” He grins up at you, his piercings glistening in the moonlight. “I can take it; I’m a big boy.” 

He attaches your mouth to your pussy again and runs it until you can't help but fall over that edge. “Ven por mí,” he moans into your cunt, becoming gradually louder as your moans reach higher pitches. “Ven por mí, ven por mí, ven por mí!” 

And you finally do. That tight knot in your core finally snaps and a wave of euphoria washes over you as you cum all over Sero's face and eager lips with a loud moan that would shatter glass. You see the entire galaxy and beyond as your pussy gushes, your body shivering and shuddering. Your back arches and your hips wind into Sero’s face, trying to keep as much of the feeling going as possible.

When it finally fades, you’re left feeling tired, spent, and oh-so-good. Sero eagerly cleans you up, taking extra care to not overstimulate you as he runs his tongue over your sensitive, twitching pussy. Then he lifts his head up away from your thighs, giving you a peak of his chin and mouth shining in your juices. With the moon in his glazed eyes, he hums to himself. “You taste better than the rum,” he sighs. 

Something in that sentence and the way he looks at you brings something out of you––a passionate, raging fire that can only be tamed by him. Slowly, you bring yourself to sit up in front of him and grab his face to smash your lips against his. He moans into the kiss, surprised at the suddenness of it, but soon melts into it the more your lips move against his. Finally, you pull away and stare into his eyes. “I take it you liked it?” he breathlessly asks. 

“I loved it,” you purr, running your hands up and down his tatted chest. “Now I want to thank you in my way…if that’s okay with you.”

Your eyes trail down to the bulge in his briefs that has only gotten bigger. You also notice the visible wet spot soaking the fabric, meaning the guy was secreting precum when he was eating you out. The idea of this makes the fire inside of you grow. You may as well have told him you want to give him a million dollars with how fast he scrambles up on the bed, ready for whatever you want to do with him. You giggle, pressing a chaste kiss to his lips before laying him down on his back. 

Keeping your eyes locked with his, you slither between his thick, muscular thighs and finally, finally, getting at those briefs. You gently pull them down, being careful to not scratch him with your nails, and gasping softly when his cock springs free from its trap. It pops up like a Jack-in-the-Box, hard, thick, and veiny. There is nothing but smooth skin down there, Sero’s pubic hair completely shaven. He notices you looking and blushes. “I sweat a lot down there in the summertime,” he sheepishly explains. “So I shaved…it isn't weird, is it?” 

You don’t even answer him. You just wordlessly take his dick in your hand, your pussy throbbing at how heavy it feels in your palm. You feel him tense at the feeling of your soft hand on him which coaxes you to begin stroking him, just seeing how he feels. He is soft and smooth, his skin stretching back and forth along his dick as you stroke him.

You pay attention to his body language, peering up at him every so often to see how he’s responding to your touch. He lays with his hands fisting the cushions underneath him, his bottom lip caught between his teeth, and his eyes closed. Deciding you’ve got him right where you want him, you spit into the palm of your hand and continue to stroke him, lubing him up.

Once his dick is shining in your spit, you attach your lips to the top half of him while your hand busies itself with the bottom half. “Fuck,” Sero sighs when your lips wrap around his shaft. “Tan apretada (so tight)…” 

You hollow your cheeks and open your throat to take him easier, realizing how big he is the moment he enters your mouth. He practically stretches your throat! How would it feel to get him inside of you? The thought makes you curious to take him deeper. After a few slow test runs where you slide your mouth up and down along his head, you begin taking him deeper. Sero’s hand moves to your head while his other arm moves behind his head, his hooded eyes gazing down at you.

“Easy, mama,” he coos. “Take your time. Don’t take any more than you think you can.” You do as he says, only taking as much as your throat will allow. You gag around his cock as you begin to bob your head up and down along it, emitting orgasmic groans and swears in Spanish from his sinful lips. “Mierda! (Shit!)” he hisses, his hand tightening on your hair. “Lo estás haciendo tan bien…you’re doin’ so good for me, baby.” 

He continues to whisper praise as you gag and bob around him, using as much of your skill as you can. This includes using your free hand to stroke his balls, tugging on them when he begs you to. You ignore the ache of your knees in the sand and the tears pricking at your eyes, no doubt fucking up your eye makeup. The control he allows you makes you want to give him the best neck of his life, hopefully causing him to nut deep down your throat. You’ll gladly take all of it. 

Soon he begins to thrust into your mouth, his hips bumping against your chin as his cock fucks your throat. “Still doin’ okay?” he asks, to which you nod, emitting a moan from him when the roof of your mouth slides along his dick. “God, you look so good with my cock in your mouth,” he whines. Wouldn’t it be somethin’ if someone came out here and saw me fuckin’ that pretty throat of yours?” 

You tilt your head up to look up at him better, loving the view of his body as he bumps your hips against your face again and again. Spit drips from your lips the sloppier your head gets, only making him fuck your face harder. “You like that idea, don’t you?” he chuckles breathlessly. “Naughty girl. What if that someone is one of your girlfriends? What if it’s a resort worker? You wanna be seen on your knees with dick deep down your throat?” 

‘Yes,’ you think, your pussy crying beneath you. ‘Yes, yes, yes!’ You want that more than anything. You don't care how slutty that makes you. You want to be his slut tonight. You want to be his everything and more, if just for one night. Before you can eagerly finish him off, he slides his wet cock out of your mouth, sighing as he does so. You look up at him, confused. Doesn’t he want to cum down your throat? 

“You can say no if you want to,” he says, his chest heaving, “but I’m gonna be real with you: I wanna fuck you. I don’t care if it’s out here or back at one of our rooms, but if I’m gonna cum, I wanna feel that pussy wrapped around me first.” His words cause your pussy to gush desperately around nothing. You’ve never wanted someone inside you more. “I want that too,” you breathlessly answer, hurriedly getting to your feet. Sero does the same, taking your hands in his. “We can go back to my room, if you want. If the girls are there, we can go to yours.” 

Sero is more than happy to agree with that judging by how his cock twitches between his thighs. 

After gathering your clothes and other items, you both hastily dress in the resort robes to avoid getting kicked out of the lobby for entering nude before hurrying to the resort and through the lobby for the elevators. You use your key card to get upstairs, giggling at Sero’s wandering hands along your hips and his lips on your neck. When you finally make it to your floor, the man carries you–carries you–to your room. When you’re finally at your door, you press a finger to your lips, signaling for his silence. You’re not sure if the girls are back yet. 

Carefully, you unlock your door with the card and open the door to find your hotel room still quiet, dark, and neatly cleaned, meaning only the floor maid was in here. You’re going to feel so bad for ruining her nice work later, but you can’t bring yourself to feel bad now.

When the door finally shuts, Sero is on you instantly, his hands ripping off your robe and his lips hastily moving against yours. You’re no better. You can't stop yourself from tossing his clothes off too, revealing his naked body and hard cock in the silver moonlight that pours through the window overlooking the resort’s pool and beach in the distance. “I need to fuck you,” he huffs against your lips, his hands squeezing your ass. “Is it okay if I do that? It’s okay to say no if you don’t–“ 

You silence him with a kiss, gently sucking on his tongue and exposing yourself for your oral fixation. “Shut up and fuck me, Sero,” you purr to him. “I want you to take me to my bed and fill my pussy up the way I know you can.” You then pluck the robe tie from the floor, dangling it in his face. “And I want you to use this on me…please?” Despite feeling emboldened to talk to him in such a demanding manner, that shyness still peeks through. 

Sero looks stunned at your naughty request before a smile creeps onto his lips. “I should’ve realized how freaky you were,” he murmurs before pressing a wet, passionate kiss on your lips that makes you think of his mouth in other places. “Let’s waste no more time then.” He takes your hand and leads you to your bed which is right across from Mina and Uraraka’s. You were so happy that your room came with separate beds since you like to sleep with your panties off. 

As soon as you plop down on the bed, Sero is hovering over you, his knees on either side of your body. He holds the rope in his hands, staring down at you questionably. With a nod and a reassuring smile, you raise your wrists towards him. Take me.

He doesn’t need any other confirmation that this is what you want. He takes your wrists and wraps them in the tie before attaching them to your headboard so your wrists dangle. “Good?” he asks. You move your wrists around, testing out the new binds. Not too tight but not too loose either.

You nod and he pecks you on the lips before prying your thighs apart. You raise your hips up to meet him, gasping when his cock begins to slide against your slit. His eyes, hooded and hazy with lust, tick up to meet yours. “You still want this?” he huskily asks. You nod, whimpering with need and already yanking helplessly on your binds. 

“No,” he firmly replies. “Don’t just nod. I need your words, mami. Tell me you want me.” He slides his cock up, nudging the head against your clit. “Tell me you want all of this dick inside of this pretty lil’ pussy.” You moan in pure desperation, going crazy with need. “Yes, I want you!” you cry out, tears pricking your eyes. “Please, Sero! Please just fuck me, Papi!” 

The word slips out before you realize it, but Sero catches it immediately. You see his eyes widen an inch and then, in a flash, his entire personality shifts. As soon as he finally slides his cock head inside of you, you know that this is a different person in your bed. He is no longer the sweet, upbeat, concerned man you met earlier at the nightclub, but someone more dominant. Someone who has no problem breaking you completely and then putting you back together again. It’s the sexiest thing you’ve ever experienced.

“Say that again,” he growls, beginning to roll his hips, sliding his cock head in and out of you at a slow, teasing pace. “Call me that again.” 

Weak moans leave your quivering lips as you struggle to stay still, afraid he’ll stop if you move. “Papi,” you whine, “please, please fuck me. I can't take much more of this. Please, please just–“ 

Your pleas are silenced when Sero slides in a little deeper, filling you up. A mutual gasp leaves your lips as your pussy walls tighten around him, keeping him nice and snug inside of you. He keeps up the slow thrusts, letting you get used to his girth. “That feel good, mami?” he huffs. “You like this?” 

As if he can’t see your eyes rolling into the back of your head and hear the moans coming out of you. “Yes, papi!” you sob. “Yes, I love it! Please go deeper!” Sero does just that, his hands gripping your hips as he begins to bump his hips against you a little faster now, never going any harder than you want him to. It is just the right speed and pressure to slide against your G-spot, causing you to cry to the ceiling. 

“Yeah,” Sero laughs, staring down at you. “You like this. You love gettin’ filled by a stranger’s dick, don’t you?” His hand finds your throat, applying a bit of pressure and emitting a gasp from you. “This was all you needed to give you that confidence boost, right? Just to get slutted out the way you need to be.” 

“Sero,” you groan, your pussy squeezing and clenching around his cock from his words. He leans down close to you, his lips nearly grazing yours as he continues to fuck you into the mattress. “But only I could’ve done this job right,” he whispers. “Only I can fuck you good like this. Right, princessa?”

His hips move faster, harder, his pelvis bumping against your throbbing clit that is close to exploding from the amount of stimulation and care it’s receiving. “Sero!” you loudly sob, gripping the tie around your wrists for dear life. Without a warning, Sero suddenly tosses your legs up to your ears so he can sink in deeper, causing you to nearly scream out as you see heaven’s light before your eyes.

“Tell me,” he grunts, his eyes posted firmly on yours. “Tell me only I can fuck you right like this. Tell me how good it feels!” Whines begin to leave his lips the more rapidly he fucks you, causing your titties to jiggle and the bed to rock. 

“So good!” you babble as your pussy squelches and clenches around him. “You’re making me feel so good, papi! I’m gonna cum soon!” You can feel your orgasm beginning to rise the more he grinds his cock into you, filling you to the brim with him. 

“Me too,” he groans. “Dios mío (my God), you just feel to fuckin’ good. And you look so pretty stretched around my dick.” He takes his hand off of your neck and strokes your cheek, his thumb swiping against your bottom lip.

“Eres tan bonita (you’re so pretty),” he murmurs, staring down at you in utter adoration. “Eres mia…you’re mine now, honey. I don’t give a fuck if it’s just for the rest of your vacation. I’ll make you mine again and again, every fuckin’ day and night, so you won’t even look at another man back at home.” 

He begins to fuck you right into the headboard where luckily you have a pillow to cushion the blows. The feeling of him hitting that spot again and again without fail is so intense that you can’t help the noises that escape you––screams, cries, and sobs of pure, molten pleasure that you know you’ll never get again. He knows it too and that’s why he begins to slow down, working his hips the way he did on that dance floor. It’s too much on your body, too much on your pussy, and you can feel yourself beginning to reach your limit. 

Sero leans down to your ear, nibbling on the flesh of your earlobe. “I want you to cum with me,” he whispers into your ear. “Cum around this dick. Cum for me, mami.” He repeats the same line in Spanish, his husky voice filling your ear as his cock kisses your G-spot and his fingers move down to rub your clit, bringing you closer and closer to the brink of no return. 

It doesn't take long for you to finally burst around his cock the way you want to. You cum with a long, loud moan that tears out of you as your orgasm washes over you. The moment your pussy clenches around Sero’s cock is the moment he cums too. He grips your hips and swears in Spanish before he pulls out.

It doesn't take long for him. He rapidly pumps his cock in front of your face before his nut spurts all over your body. You gasp as his moans bounce off of the walls, his cum feeling warm on your skin. When you look down, you find it the creamy substance coating your breasts, thighs, and jiggly tummy. There’s even some on your ass due to how high he has your legs up. You are completely covered in him and his scent. And you love it. 

Finally, after he feebly gropes one of your breasts and presses a kiss to your foot, Sero unties your wrists and pulls his flaccid cock out of your tender, sensitive pussy, emitting a soft, weak moan from you. Then he’s rolling off of you and plopping down beside you on your bed, exhaustion overtaking him. 

The two of you lay there in silence for a moment, basking in the afterglow and processing what just happened. You just had sex with a total stranger. You let him tie you up and fuck you. You let him see your naked body. What shocks you is though you feel stunned at the whole thing, there is no ounce of shame or embarrassment anywhere inside of you. If anything, you feel satisfied with what just transpired.

You turn to Sero, realizing he’s looking at you already, his eyes shimmering in the slant of moonlight pouring through the window. “I meant what I said, you know,��� he says, sounding out of breath. You blink at him, confused. “I want to be here with you, every day and night.” A blush coats his cheeks. “I’d like to spend your vacation with you…if you wouldn’t mind.” 

You blink at him again, stunned to silence. You have to be dreaming. You just have to be. There is no way this fine-ass man that you just met and gave up your pussy to is really talking about willingly spending the rest of vacation with you. He could have anyone he wants with that face, voice, and body, but yet here he is, laying in your bed, completely pussy-whipped for you and enthralled by your body.

Suddenly, for the first time tonight, you think to yourself, ‘Maybe I am that pretty. Maybe I am that sexy bitch he sees. Maybe I am beautiful.” 

“Is that okay?” Sero timidly asks, becoming nervous. Instead of verbally answering, you lean forward and press a long, passionate kiss to his lips that draws a purr of approval out of him. You pull away, staring up into his eyes. “Sero, you’re acting like you didn’t just give me the best two orgasms of my life,” you giggle. “Why wouldn’t I want that?” 

The biggest, brightest grin stretches across Sero’s lips at your answer and he leans in to bring you into another open-mouthed kiss that has you craving more. “You know what this calls for, right?” he murmurs, a smirk playing on his lips. Heat pools inside of your core as your mind goes to other places. ‘Please say more sex.’

“A smoke,” he answers, giving you a wink. Though that isn’t the answer you were hoping for, you also know that you have plenty of time to persuade him for another round tonight. He gets out of bed to get his jeans and retrieves his baggie of blunts from out of his back pocket.

Then he swiftly gets back into bed with you and prepares a blunt for you to share. He does the test smoke first and you watch, aroused and entranced, as the smoke billows from between his pink lips. He then passes it to you and laces an arm around your shoulder, watching you lazily as you puff on the blunt. The silence that surrounds you is serene and comfortable as you pass the blunt back and forth between one another. 

When you pass the blunt back to Sero after your turn, you flush with embarrassment as naughty thoughts run through your head. “You think we can try something?” you timidly ask. Sero raises a brow. “I’ve…never shotgun with anyone before,” you softly confess, catching your bottom lip between your teeth. 

Sero lets out a laugh that you weren’t expecting. “And you wanna do it with me?” he asks, his smile teasing and playful, making you flush even more. “I think I’m honored and turned on.” He presses a chaste kiss to your lips before passing you the blunt. “Here, you inhale first.”

You do as he says and inhale the smoke, letting it fill your lungs. He slowly leans in with his lips parted as if to kiss you, silently coaxing you to blow the smoke into his mouth in one slow, steady rhythm. You feel even more relaxed now–not just because the weed is working on you, but because you realize that Sero is a man who doesn’t judge.

He accepts every single part of you, inside and out. The thought of leaving him when vacation is over almost pains you, but you’re not going to think about that right now. Tonight and the next fun-filled days here are all that matters. 

“Feel good?” he chuckles, admiring your hooded eyes. You slowly nod, a smile creeping onto your lips. “Now it’s your turn.” He takes the blunt and puffs on it pinched between his thumb and forefinger. “Come here,” he murmurs, and you’re helpless to resist him. You lean in, but he takes you by surprise when he firmly places his hands on your hips and flips you onto him so you’re now straddling him. 

You slowly part your quivering lips for him and nearly moan when he blows the smoke into your mouth in an indirect kiss. It is just as addictive and as sexy as a direct one, but nothing beats Sero’s lips on yours. You lean in and devour his mouth, swirling your tongue around with his. He tastes like weed, mint, and rum. You find yourself nearly shoving your tongue down his throat which he groans at, his hands grabbing your ass and giving you a smack that has your pussy crying. 

When you pull away, a sheen line of saliva connects to your bottom lips. “Round two then?” he asks, staring up at you with hooded eyes.

Before you can say yes or even plant your pussy on his cock that you feel hardening beneath you, you hear the hotel door unlock. Your heart leaps as you immediately jump off of Sero and hide under the covers while he sits up, hiding you from the strangers behind the door. 

In walks Mina and Uraraka, drunk and hyped up on attraction judging by the two hot strangers trailing in behind them. One is tall, buff, and redheaded with a toothy grin and his hand in Mina’s while the other is shorter but just as fit and sexy with platinum-blonde hair and crimson eyes that you know have panties dropping. His hand is on Uraraka’s lower back, his fingers toying with the little strings keeping her dress together. 

“So this is our room,” Mina giggles, inviting the men inside. “We have three different beds, so we can–“ She stops when her eyes land on you and Sero, naked under the sheets and staring at the four like deers in headlights. Uraraka gasps, covering her mouth and going as red as a tomato. 

“Looks like your room is preoccupied right now,” the redhead chuckles, grinning at Sero. “See you finally got her, man!” The blonde rolls his eyes, his hand still on Uraraka’s backside. “It’s about fuckin’ time,” he grumbles. “He’s been eyein’ this woman down the entire night like an idiot.” 

Sero looks at Mina and Uraraka who look like they want to shoot themselves. “I see you met my friends, girls,” he chuckles. “You’ve got good taste.”

The redhead winks at him and wraps an arm around Mina's waist. “Y’know, why don’t we go back to our room? We’ve got a hot tub, a minibar, and a great view of the beach. We could give these two some much-needed privacy, too.” 

Mina quickly nods and practically pushes the three out of the room, winking at you on the way out. The door shuts behind them, leaving you two alone once more.

Sero turns to face you and slithers his hand up your thigh. “So,” he purrs, “we still on for round 2?” He could’ve asked for five rounds and you would’ve given it to them. 

The rest of the night is spent in bed, with kisses, touches, snuggling, and endless pleasure that make you want to miss your flight at the end of the week. 

THE END. 

#smutty smut #bnha smut #black fanfic writer #my works #my fic shit #black writers #black coded reader #chubby reader #sero x black!reader #sero x chubby!reader #sero hanta #latino sero hanta #daddy sero #latin sero hanta

[writer-loogi2]

♡︎[𝚁𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎] 𝙲𝚑𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚢!𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛.. ( 𝙵 )♡︎

A/N: Heeyyy y'all, remember me? Of course you don't- anyway, so a while back I posted this little short drabble fic thing with Sero.. but I kinda didn't like it so I rewrote it again, and updated it a little, so here it is! Enjoy-

♡︎𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐!! Major NSFW, mentions of breeding kink, creampie.

( ♡︎𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚝!♡︎ )

♡︎Alright so, hear me out on this, picture a Latin!Chubby!Chaser Hanta Sero who just so happens to secretly have a breeding kink.

♡︎Hanta has always had a preference for big women, and he's been pretty clear about it too. He's definitely not afraid to tell people what he wants, even if it means people don't agree with him, he doesn't care.

♡︎And that's why Hanta seems to be quite fond of you, especially because well.. You're just his type! Cute, curvy, sweet, plump, voluptuous.. and yeah, you get the idea..-

♡︎He liked you for quite a while.. and he was definitely determined to make you his..

🌹🔥🌹🔥🌹🔥🌹🔥🌹🔥🌹

"(Y/N)? Amor, are you in there?" Hanta softly knocks at your door. "I don't mean to pressure you sweetheart, but, we are going to be late for movie night at Mina's.."

You sigh and push yourself out of bed. You put on an oversized shirt and some shorts before opening the door for him. He sat against the doorframe and gives you a knowing look. It was clear that something was upsetting you. It wasn't very difficult for him to figure out.

"Mi amor, ¿Qué pasó? You look upset.." He places his hands onto your hips and pulls you close.

"Nothing, it's stupid.." You mumble into his chest. "C'mon my love, tell me." He pushes back so he can look you in the eyes.

He waits patiently for you to explain yourself, trying his best not to show any concern. It wasn't too long until you finally open up. "It's just..." You start quietly, still avoiding his gaze.

"I don't like the way I look.." Your shoulders slump and you pull away from him. "I hate how I feel.." He pulls you back into his arms. He kisses your head gently, rubbing circles into your back. He wants more than anything to make you feel better.

"You know that's not true.." He starts off. "You look beautiful to me... you always have." Your head shoots up to glance at him.

"You mean it?" A small smile appears on your face, and you lean up on your tiptoes to kiss him lightly.

He grins down at you before kissing you again. "I mean every word I said, mi amor.." He says as his arms wrap around your waist. Pulling you even closer, he deepens the kiss.

"God.. I love you.." he says in between kisses. His lips move to your jawline then down to your neck. Your breath hitches slightly as he nips at your collar bone.

".. Love you too Hanta.." You whisper.

As if it wasn't enough, he pulls you into a heated kiss again. His tongue explores every corner of your mouth.

"Eres hermosa.."

He whispers against your lips as his hand slides under your shirt. "Look how pretty you are.. so perfect.."

His fingers glide across your skin and you gasp when they reach your breasts. He continues to press his lips against yours as he squeezes them in his hand. You can't believe how good it feels.

"Oh god.. please let me see you.. please let me touch you.. let me feel you." He says huskily.

His eyes are full of lust as his hands begin to roam. You nod and lift up your shirt, letting him touch you. He runs his hands over your stomach and breasts and begins to squeeze them playfully.

You bite your lip as he begins to tease you with his fingertips, massaging you slowly. The sensation was overwhelming and you didn't think you could take any more. Before you realize, you had pulled off his shirt and were running your hands over his abs. You trail your hands lower. His erection was throbbing beneath his boxers.

He grabs your chin gently and guides your attention back up to his eyes.

Your breathing quickened, he was giving you so much pleasure that it felt like your body was on fire. He moves closer and presses himself against you.

".. Fuck.. (Y/N), I need you.. I need you so badly.. you have no idea what you do to me.." he trails his hands down your sides until he reaches your hips. He lifts you up and lays you back on your bed. Slowly, he climbs on top of you. He stares down at you through hooded eyes as he removes his boxer briefs.

His fingers reach for the waistband of your shorts and slowly pull it down your thighs. ".. Look at you.. so wet for me already.." he chuckles and leans in for a kiss. "I want you so bad, baby.. I want all of you..." he whispers as his lips graze yours. You can't help but moan into his mouth as his kisses get more heated. You wrap your legs around him and grab onto his back, pulling him closer to you.

He pulls down your panties before rubbing your clit softly. He continues this until he sure you're ready for him. He slips one finger inside you and moves slightly, then slowly pushes another in. He pumps his fingers gently, causing you to whimper from his touch.

".. Hanta… please ... I want you.. I need to feel you inside me…" you pant. He smirks against your lips and quickly pecks them before leaning away. Your head falls back on the pillow and your breathing becomes heavy.

He presses his tip firmly against your core, as you wrap your legs around him. He pushes himself inside you and lets out a loud groan of pleasure. He's holding you close against him as he thrusts himself into you.

".. please, please, please.. lemme put a baby 'n you.." He begs, his voice rasps and it causes shivers to run down your spine. You whimper and arch your back.

He smirks and pushes even harder into you, causing you to gasp loudly. He smirks as you cry in pleasure. He pulls out slowly and slams back into you, his cock kissing your cervix.

You hold tight to his shoulders as he thrusts himself deeper, harder. Tears slip past your closed eyelids as you grind yourself against him. "Yes! Yes! please Hanta!" You moan loudly, throwing your head back. His pace picks up as he thrusts faster, his moans coming out harsher. He slams himself into you once more, causing another scream from your throat. His name falls from your lips, each time he hits you harder. He doesn't stop till he reaches his climax, his cum spilling deep within you.

After several minutes of bliss, you can hear his heart pounding in his chest. His breathing slows down and he collapses beside you. You turn around and wrap your arms around him, pulling him into a tight embrace. You nuzzled your face into his neck.

"That was.. incredible, mi amor.." he panted, trying to regain his breath.

With Hanta holding you close. He smiles when he sees your flushed face. "Now come on, my love.. the others will be wondering where we are if we keep them waiting too long.."

You laugh softly as you get up. "Okay Hanta.." you smile.

***

That evening, you both arrive late to movie night..

A/N: Alright that's all for now! I didn't change too much about the post, all I did was add a few more sentences and edit a couple words but aside from that the "plot" is pretty much the same. But at least now I'm fully satisfied with the ending.

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♡︎𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝♡︎

#by neko loogi #do not repost #chubby reader #drabble #bnha thirsts #imagines #sero hanta x chubby reader #sero hanta x reader #hanta sero x reader #hanta sero #sero hanta smut #sero x reader #mha smut #mha imagines #mha x chubby reader #mha x reader #breeding k1nk #preggo kink #creamp!e #chubby chaser

[lovinkiri]

Hi, I really like your work! Also your page is so prettyyyyyyy💛

Can I request some headcanons (sfw or not, I'll leave it up to you!) for Tokoyami, Sero and Monoma (separately) with a chubby rader.

It's okay if you don't want to write this, also, if you don't want to write for all of these characters.

Have a nice day!

Hands All Over You

Author's Thoughts: You have no idea how happy this made me. I've been gone for a bit but I'm pretty sure it's cause I don't feel as inspired. This made my day though, I literally gasped 💕 AND OMG YOU ARE MY FIRST MONOMA IM TOO EXCITED—

Warning: NSFW-ish (what we called a lime back in the day), Groping, Cussing, Etc.

Fumikage Tokoyami

All this man wants to do is hold you and snuggle, I swear!

He'll intertwine his fingers and rest his palms over your tummy, pull you on top of him with his hands on your hips.

He slides his hands over your skin, appreciating and making himself aware of every curve and dip.

Dark Shadow can often be found winding himself around your waist, nuzzling your plush figure.

When you guys make out, his hands are roaming.

While he's occupied with you, Dark Shadow's talking all sweet in your ear because I swear he has a dirty mouth, and I'll die on that hill

"C'mon, take it off for us. You will, won't you?"

And when they switch, Tokoyami loves to praise his darling

"So beautiful. I can't believe I have you all to myself. "

"Ahem!"

"... Sort of."

Hanta Sero

Like Tokoyami, he loves touching you, but this man cuddles and gropes you anywhere. And I do mean anywhere.

Grocery store, work, your parents' house, anywhere.

Whenever you guys hang out with your friends, his head is on his shoulder and he's hugging you from behind.

He prefers to have you on his lap too, and brushes away any concerns you may have of being "too heavy".

Just assures you that you aren't, and that feeling your weight on his lap is sexy ;)

They poke fun at his clinginess, but he just sticks his tongue out a grins.

"You're just mad I get to hold this cariño all the. Mantente enojado."

He loves seeing you dress up. One of the few men who love going shopping. Not only does he like clothes in general, but he wants to see you try on everything.

Buys whatever you like, doesn't matter.

"No te preocupes por eso. You're already doing enough, looking all pretty for me."

Don't be surprised when he wants to join you in the dressing room. I promise you won't regret letting him in though.

"Shhh. We don't want that nice lady outside to hear us, do we?"

Cariño = Sweetheart

Mantente enojado = Stay mad/angry

No te preocupes por eso = Don't worry about that.

Neito Monoma

Neito can be pretty self-involved... Except for when it comes to you.

Because Neito thinks you're stunning, curves and all.

When he has a bad day, he's burying his face in your soft skin and holding you close again.

"Mm... You feel so soft against me, My Love..."

He loves your pretty thighs, loves laying his head on them, rubbing them as you lay in bed together.

Loves to see you in skirts and shorts. I'm telling you, the man is secretly pervert.

As soon as you walk in, he's looking you up and down with that sexy smirk.

Pulls you between his thighs and admires you.

"Such pretty hips..."

When you get intimate, he kisses all over your pretty body, praising you the whole time.

"Perfect. All of you, every inch of you, is perfect. Don't you ever forget."

#bnha #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #x reader #hanta sero x reader #fumikage tokoyami x reader #neito monoma #fluff #smut #x chubby reader

[pervysenpaix]

Crazy in Love - H. Sero

i- i literally have no words. I apologize in advance. I honestly don't feel like i'm to blame here--blame @chaichaiiskai for this sinful piece

18+ | MDNI tw! aged up, hybrid au, monsterfucking, mates, tentacles. use of 'spunk', use of 'cirri' to describe suction cups, cervix fucking, i dunno just some shit i need to discuss in therapy.

Moving to a cottage in the enchanted forest was uncommon for humans—most of them stayed within the confines of the villages lest they be forced to interact with “monsters”.

Hybrids occupied the fertile valleys on the outskirts of towns, living in seclusion from the rest of humanity. Ostracized from society due to their lineage. You never shared these sentiments. Even as a young girl you’d venture off into the forest to play with hybrid children from sunup to sundown. Everyone was always so friendly and welcoming as you bounced around from cottage to cottage hanging out with your good friends. The hybrids treated you like family; made you feel like you belonged—unlike the villagers that often shunned you for being too dark or too plush. There was one boy in particular—an octomer that lived adjacent to a river that poured into a deep bayou that you played in all the time. He was your best friend. There wasn’t a day that the two of you weren’t together. Joined at the hip, and on one particular day by the lips… He placed a bracelet on your wrist, claiming that it would always keep you connected.

Your caretaker was furious when they caught you kissing the hybrid boy near the tree line and vowed to never let you step foot in the forest for as long as they lived. Bags were packed the next day and you were shipped off to some place far, far away. Not able to return until ten years later when you’d inherited some property upon the news of their demise.

Now 25 and free from the restraints of your guardian—you sold off the land in the human village and moved to purchase the cottage with a gorgeous view of the river and the bayou that held so many fond memories. The townspeople welcomed you with open arms. Pulling you into the tight knit community as if no time had passed. It was so nice to see some of your old friends and it was a welcomed surprise to see that there were a few more humans that had integrated into hybrid society. Good to know that there are likeminded people out there. But even with all the revelry and fanfare—you still didn’t see the person that you’d missed the most.

You learned later that he’d actually become a prized warrior in the hybrid army. Fending off vicious attacks from humans that would hope to exterminate his kind. He was a hero amongst his people, but your heart longed for his presence. Luckily, on a cool summer night your prayers were answered.

It was fairly dark out. The only illumination coming from the moon and stars reflecting off the still water. Your feet dangled off the pier, toes barely grazing the surface while playing with the iridescent charm on your bracelet. You’d never been the strongest swimmer, but you often found comfort in bodies of water. This was one of those nights that required solace because you’d awoken from a wonderful dream only to be met with an empty bed, a dull ache in your belly and stickiness between your thighs. You were so tired of being alone.

Was it crazy to be pining after someone that you hadn’t seen in over 10 years? Maybe, but that didn’t stop the butterflies in your belly whenever you thought of him. What would he be like? Would you still have things in common? Would he even remember you?

How could I ever forget?

A masculine voice—deep and scratchy paired with a familiar playfulness crept into your mind. It’s like you could feel the words, rather than hear them. Your eyes widened, scanning the indigo waters until you noticed movement at the mouth of the bayou. A dark void dove into the river and disappeared. You didn’t even breathe. Heart hammering in anticipation of a potential reunion with the love of your life or a psychotic break.

Heh—maybe you’re just crazy in love.

The voice joked, louder and clearer than before. Warmth traveled from the tips of your toes to your cheeks. A tingling sensation nestled in your belly, making you clench your thighs. A low growl of approval echoed against the trees, followed by faint purring. A sudden clamminess engulfs your ankles pulling your legs deeper into the water and slightly apart. The tingling bloomed into an icy chill, swirling violently just as tufts of raven hair broke the surface. The figure rose from the water—glacial breeze rising with him as he towered over your trembling form. Obsidian visionaries bore into you, tapping into the deepest recesses of your soul. It felt like you were being swallowed whole. Devoured by the man that haunted your dreams.

“h-Hanta?” You struggle to speak. The coolness nearly suffocating—threatening to let you slip into the water if not for the cephalopodan appendages gripping your ankles.

He slots himself between your parted legs and smiles.

“Mate”. The word seemingly laced with honey and silk, falls from his lips so sensually that chilling arousal implodes in your core—the evidence of your climax spilling down your thighs.

Sero didn’t even pretend to be surprised. Whispering soothing praises in your ear while he held you against his chest, carding his fingers through your hair and massaging your legs with his tentacles. Of course, his voice alone was enough to make you cum—that’s to be expected from fated pairs. Especially those that have been separated from eachother as long as the two of you have.

It was so hard for Sero. The mating band he’d gifted you was crafted with one of his scales—allowing him to see all the nights you cried yourself to sleep, all the nights you woke up in a cold sweat, all the nights that you stared at the little river near your new house wishing that he’d rescue and bring you back home. You seemed broken. Virtually locked away in a tower to protect you from “monsters” but who was really the monster in this situation? The hybrid boy who loved you—or the people that despised him because he was different?

Sero tried to soothe you. Would send you images of your childhood home. Show you his smiling reflection as he stared in the water. Singing to you in his heavily accented voice because he’d never been accustomed to speaking in the common tongue and sending whispered proclamations of love that haunted your dreams. Your bracelet amplified your connection—allowing him to speak directly to you soul, but humans don’t know much about hybrid lore and soul ties. You never even knew that you were his mate, just assumed that the pain in your chest and the emptiness in your belly was from missing him, and you would do anything to dull that pain.

There is nothing more unsettling than seeing your mate with another. Sero had to watch you entertain countless suitors—bringing them into your bed in hopes to fill the void that he left. It was nauseating to see these imposters stealing his personal treasure. Much worse was the look of discontent in your eyes because you realized that no one could ever amount to the way Sero made you feel when he came to you in your dreams. He wasn’t upset with you—it would be hypocritical because he took lovers as well, but he knew that no one would ever make him feel as complete as you could. He was just waiting for the day that you’d return to him. For the day that he’d consummate your union and formally claim you as his mate.

That day came sooner than he expected when he saw that you’d returned to his village. With the current war he hasn’t been able to watch you as frequently—just a few seconds every week or so. When he saw the familiar surroundings of his childhood home in your background, he wanted to return home immediately, but he couldn’t just abandon his men. He knew you’d understand—be good and wait for him. He expected it. That’s why he sent you the wet dream that left an agonizing ache between your legs that made you venture out into the devil’s water. The perfect prey.

Sero prides himself on being a patient man, but the way your soft body feels against his chest makes him want to slam you against the dock and pound into you. But you deserve more than that. You deserve an explanation. So, he holds you to his chest, lips pressed against your forehead with his tentacles kneading your thighs, as he explains the significance of your connection. His voice is strong and clear—it grounds you from the whiplash brought on by your orgasm and intensified by this new information. Deep purrs rumble from his chest, providing a chilling sense of calm all over your body. Strong hands card through your hair—tangling at the nape to pull you back until your eyes meet. Your breath catches and your lips part in anticipation. Sero growls in approval, slitted eyes dilating lustfully, waiting for permission to proceed.

A small nod followed by a needy whimper is all he needs before crashing his lips onto yours and pulling you into the river. Sero knows that you can’t swim—can literally feel the anxiety wash over you when the crisp water covers your abdomen but what truly astounds him is the fact that you never pull away. Even with the underlying sense of fear you cling to him, deepening the kiss as if he’s your only hope for survival. Trusting him to take care of you in whatever way he sees fit.

Sero lowers his head to your shoulder, nipping at the soft flesh on the base of your neck while a tentacle winds up your body and wraps around your throat before swiping at the seams of your lips.

“Open” he commands, and you comply, eagerly accommodating the elongated organ that’s slithering towards the back of your throat. It feels so good moving inside you. Your eyes flutter shut as you begin to suck, swallowing greedily as creamy liquid secretes from the suction cups.

Sero groans, hips stuttering against your core. His mating slit opens, revealing his fat slimy dick—midnight black and curved perfectly to lock you in place while he breeds you. He ruts against your thigh, desperate for friction but unwilling to breach your core without properly stretching you out. Even though you were extremely aroused, and his tentacle juice relaxed you further—he didn’t want to risk hurting you.

 “Mate” he drawls, lips ghosting over the bruised flesh of your neck, “Gonna prep you now. Get you ready for my cock, hmm?” You try to answer, sputtering and gagging around the tentacle lodge in your mouth. Sero groans, slowly withdrawing the sensitive muscle from your raw throat to get your response.

Your eyes are wide and brimming with tears as you nod your head in agreeance.

“Please, Han~ Need you-”,

Before you can finish your panties are ripped off and you can feel his ribbed tentacle prodding at your entrance. Breath hitching as the first cluster of cirri push through your cunt—protrusions getting caught on your walls in a tantalizing fashion. It isn’t long before you’re clawing at his back and begging for more. He obliges, adding three more and fucking into your drooling cunt so violently that literal waves crash against your bodies.

Sero is practically feral at this point. The feeling of your cunny clamping down on him while you orgasmed nearly sending him over the edge, but he’d never forgive himself if he wasted even an ounce of his glitz in this river. No—Sero needed to be in you now. Mate. Breed. Fuck. Running on repeat in his head.

“Take a deep breath for me, my love” He whispers, lips grazing your own just as the tapered head of his slimy cock slithers inside your pussy alongside his tentacles. It felt like the wind had been knocked from you. Never imagining that this level of pleasure was obtainable. You were near tears when he bottomed out, a fat cirri sprouting from his tip and latching onto the walls of your cervix. He crushed his body into yours—enveloping you in his woodsy scent, while he fucked you slow and deep.

Sero ravished your body. Marking your skin with welts from his tentacles, bruises from his hands, bitemarks from his teeth. He had claimed you. Covered in his scent and his marks. There was nothing that could ever come between you. He’d burn the world if that meant he could keep you by his side. He told you as much, but you were too fucked out to hear his confessions.

A glacial sphere of arousal nestled in your belly. You were close—he could feel it in the way you clenched around him.

“Cum for me, mate. Give it to me. Give me everything”.

You weren’t sure if it was his voice or the way his engorged cock was winding in your core while his tentacles pulsed against your walls, but you came with a screech—panting and scratching so deep that crimson lines of blood trickled down his back.

Sero toppled over with you, pumping fat eggs into your cervix, and spraying them with spunk until your tummy bulged cutely. He purred contently, running his hands over the protrusion, and praising you for taking him so well.

“I love you, (Y/N)” he whispered, but was met with soft snores. He chuckled, phasing into his human form to carry you into the cottage. He spent the night in awe gazing at your sleeping figure and thanking the gods that the two of you were finally together.

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[mochi-mony]

sero hanta ft. chubby y/n ~

these were old sketches from 2021 damn old

#fanart #sero fanart #latino sero #sero hanta #sero #latin sero #sero x reader #sero x reader fluff #bnha sero #serohanta #sero headcanons #hanta sero #hanta sero headcanons #hanta sero imagine #bakusquad #sero x chubby y/n #sero x y/n

[inactive02939]

Hi!! I'm here for a BNHA matchup if you're still taking it! Thank you! ☀️

I have a short, bulky, brown hair and brown eyes, and 164 cm height. I'm latina, but my skin is white. I have a lot of moles on my face, but the biggest is the one right up my lip.

I am an adventurous person and I love to talk! I'm very charismatic and funny (i guess so-), very passionate and emotional. I become happy and cheerful easily! But I'm also very sensitive, I feel angry very often too. I’m geeky and playful, but very jealous, selfish and stubborn sometimes, just like a kid. I seem very boyish, a little clumsy, I bump into walls and trip very often. I accidentaly hurt myself a lot. My ideas seem a little chaotic, and I NEED to write them immeadiatly to remember it. I'm very impatient. I bite my nails since I was a kid. I consider myself to be very optimistic, resolute and determined. When something went wrong for me, I gotta search for a solution! But, when I don’t want to change or do a thing, I normally will not do it for other people. I'm bad at hearing advices, I just do the same thing I wanted to in the start.

My main hobbie is drawing. I draw on the walls of my room, in my hands/arms and at class all the time. All my notebooks are full of drawings. It’s rare to find notes from school subjects on them actually. I also love to travel! I also love movies and music so it's not hard to see me speaking random dialogue from movies or singing sometimes.

My favorite color is red, everyone that knows me knows that (kokkino means red in greek btw!!).

Well, my style is very simple. Comfortable and fresh clothes that match minimally? It's kinda boyish too. I like to wear red and white! About shoes, where I live is very hot, so I'm almost always on my red flip flops. But! When I need to be more formal, I wear green boots.

I'm a pansexual cis girl! I go by she/her, and you can call me Julia! I don't have a preferred gender!

you've been matched with sero hanta!!

he's into funny people. that's what caught his attention at first.

he thinks your impatience is adorable, and even during training a few times he folded a piece of tape for you to write down an idea on.

sometimes he writes 寛げる on his hand when he's nervous in class (that is relax in japanese)

he lives for adventure

WILL SPEND HOURS TELLING YOU HOW CUTE YOUR MOLES ARE.

if you accuse him of cheating he'd just hand you his phone and go "have fun finding evidence that's totally there' with his voice dripping with sarcasm

"cellophane! hurry your ass up!" mina yelled into her microphone, her fake lashes angrily fluttering.

"i'm coming, i'm coming," he groaned back into the mic. you giggled from the stupidity of the argument. you see him to some moves resembling spiderman, and you stare at him in awe.

"let's go save some dying old people!" you pump your fists with some uncalled for enthusiasm that made kaminari snort into his sleeves while he wiped his bloody nose. all you had to do was save some fake civilians and you'd be done, and you'd probably pass the test.

you hear a few more laughs from your friends before you all start walking onward towards the site. you barely noticed sero's hand creeping towards yours.

it felt like forever before the exam was over. as you accompanied your friends back to the girls locker room before sero stopped you.

"hmm?" you gave him one of your signature what's-up faces and he backed up a bit.

"there's a trampoline park open, if you wanted to.. um.. push some little kids off of the trampolines or something with me-"

#mha x reader #bnha x reader #bnha x poc!reader #bnha x chubby reader #bnha x plus size reader #bnha x fem!reader #bnha matchups #mha matchup #mha x trans reader #mha x plus sized reader #mha x y/n #my hero academia #heroaca #boku no hero #boku no hero academia #class 1a #boku no academia #mha #bnha #sero hanta #hanta sero #sero x reader #hanta sero x reader #sero hanta x reader

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best friend sero who hasn't been able to take his eyes off you since he first met you

best friend sero who thinks you're the most beautiful women he's ever seen

best friend sero who wants to kiss your soft neck and gently hold your chubby cheeks

best friend sero who is there for you in every and any situation

best friend sero who punched mineta when he called you fat

best friend sero who watches you get cosy with kaminari and gets jealous

best friend sero who can't handle it when you tell him that you're going on a date with kaminari

best friend sero who grabs your face and kisses you like he's worried that if he stops you'll disappear

best friend sero who can't help himself but press his body closer to yours and gets hard

best friend sero who groans into your mouth as he feels your hand reach under your shirt, running your fingers across his chest

best friend sero who quickly takes your clothes off, feasting his eyes on your cute tummy and your plush thighs

best friend sero who finally has you

best friend sero who is completely in love with you

#hanta sero #hanta sero x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha #mha #sero x reader #sero x reader smut #i dont really know if i like this but i wanna be hanta's best friend <3 #hanta sero x reader smut #bnha x chubby reader smut #bnha x reader smut #mha x reader smut #mha x chubby reader #bnha smut #mha smut #sero x chubby reader #hanta sero x chubby reader #♡ mine / writing #♡ hanta #I WOULD JUST LIKE TO ADD A DISLAIMER THAT FAT IS NOT A BAD WORD ITS A DESCRIPTIVE WORD BUT MINETA USED IT IN A DEROGATORY WAY

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Poly!Kiribaku x Chubby Reader

A/N: Remember you are beautiful just the way you are and don't let anyone tell you otherwise. If you are being abused in any way, please talk to an adult you trust or someone who could help.

Warnings: mention of suicide, cutting, bullying, verbal abuse, foul language.

Masterlist is -> here

It was a normal, sunny day, at least for you. You woke up to your alarm blasting by your ear. "Shut that damn alarm off!" You heard your mom yell at you from her room. She always made you get up early because your mom says 'even though your still ugly, doesn't mean you can't make yourself more presentable'. You sighed turning it off and sliding your feet off the edge of your bed. This happens a lot of the time but every time it hits you harder than the last. Your mother was always like this towards you.

But nobody knew about this not even your boyfriends. Except Shinsou who was like a brother figure to you since your first year of U.A. You started dating the famous hot-head, Katsuki Bakugou and the supportive, Ejiro Kirishima six months ago. You got up off your bed and got ready to go to U.A. "Get ready and get out of my house! Grab whatever you can find to eat! You're good at that!" Your mom yelled from downstairs, then you heard the front door shut meaning your mom left for work.

You looked at yourself in your mirror. You started crying while looking at the figure that looked back at you. You were always chubby since you were younger, always being bullied because you were never as skinny as you wanted to be. You were curvy with chubby cheeks and (e/c) eyes. You were very insecure about your thick thighs and your plush stomach. You always wondered why Katsuki and Eijiro would date you or even love you. You glided your finger tips over the fresh cuts on your arms.

Flashes of past memories crossed your mind then you saw them, the hot-headed blonde of class 1-A, Katsuki Bakugo, and the kind red-head, Ejiro Kirishima. After dating them for a couple of months, these thoughts and your cutting slowly eased. But the bullying did not stop. You would think people going to U. A to become heroes would understand that bullying can lead people to doing something like self-harm or worse.

You wiped the tears that poured from your eyes off of your face using your arm. You looked down at your scared wrists and arms, and saw the newest cuts you made last night. This made you cry even more. You collected yourself and started to put on your school uniform. You never liked the skirt because of how short it is showing your thighs. You ran down the stairs towards the kitchen. You looked around the room and thought against the urge to eat and ignored the growl coming from your stomach.

You started walking out the door but not before locking the door behind you. You were walking down the street when you heard someone yell your name. "Y/n!" You turned around looking back only to see the group of girls that bullied and still bully you from middle school. "Hey Sara." You said, trying not to make eye contact. "Ha! Can't even look at us without crying!" The girl next to the blonde said. The two girls next to Sara laughed at your teary eyes. You took off into a sprint towards U.A.

Once you got to the large gates, you tried to make it look like you weren't just crying. Making your way into the school towards your class, Class 1-A, you saw Bakugo and Kirishima with their friends that others call 'The Bakusquad'. Bakugo looked like he was going to blow up Denki while Sero, Kirishima and Mina were laughing at the angry expression plastered on his face. "Hey, Y/n!" Mina yelled spotting you walking towards them. "Hey guys."

You said, now standing between Bakugo and Kirishima. Bakugo wrapped his arm around your waist while Kirishima hooked your pinky finger with his. "Awe! You three are so cute together!" Mina said, practically gushing. Kirishima chuckled while Bakugo grunted but still kept his arm around your waist. "Let's get to class before we're late." Bakugo grumbled while walking towards class while holding hands with you and Kirishima on both sides of him.

Later at lunch:

You were sitting with your friends and your boyfriends during lunch like usual. You didn't feel like eating even though you knew you were incredibly hungry. "Oi, are you going to eat anything?" Bakugo said, looking at you and your untouched food. "Yeah, I noticed you haven't been eating that much lately. Are you okay, baby?" Kirishima, who was sitting on the other side of you, put his hand on your shoulder. "I'm just not hungry." As you said that, you spotted Sara and her group laughing across the cafeteria looking in your direction.

"I-I will see you guys later! Sorry...!" You stood up and rushed out of the cafeteria. The group of 1-A students all looked at each other confused and then they heard laughter from not so far away. "Oh no..." Mina starting to catch on to what was happening. "Oi! What the hell are you laughing at!?" Bakugo yelled which gained the girls' attention.

Sara looked him up and down while admiring his looks. They could tell she thought he was hot. "Why hello there, hot stuff." She said, twirling her hair with her finger. "It's not very nice to hit on someone who's in a relationship." Kirishima spoke up. Bakugo looked at her in disgust along with the rest of the bakusquad. "Get lost." Bakugo said. "Yeah, he is in a relationship!" Denki added.

"Oh, do you mean that pig that was sitting there?" Sara pointed between Bakugo and Kirishima where you were sitting before. Kirishima squinted his eyes into a glare. "If you mean our beautiful lover, then yeah, she's our girlfriend." Sara looked at them and scoffed swaying her hips while walking with the other girls following behind. "Lets go find her" Bakugo said turning to his boyfriend and then walking out with Kirishima beside him.

* * *

You ran passed other students in the hallway, not caring who saw you. You just wanted to get away from Sara and her 'friends'. You ran outside of the school. You leaned back on a wall sliding down it, tears flowing down from your eyes. You brought your knees up to your chest and put your head down, continuing to cry. Nobody was outside since students were still either in class or at lunch. 'They probably think I'm ugly too. Maybe even my friend's do too.' You thought, looking up from your knees.

Then you heard someone calling your name. They sounded worried, frantic. "Y/n! You out here?!" It was Kirishima. You looked in the direction of his voice, seeing him and Bakugo at the front doors of U.A. "If your out here, get back inside! They are just some extras who think they're all that!" Bakugo yelled. Him and Kirishima started looking around for their lovely partner. You wiped your eyes, slowly standing up. They haven't noticed you yet so you decided to wait a few more moments to watch them.

"Shit! I'm going to explode them to a million pieces." Bakugo said clenching his fists. Kirishima looked at Bakugo. "I'm mad at them too but we really need to find Y/n instead of threatening them." Kirishima put a gentle hand on Bakugo's shoulder, giving it a comforting squeeze. Bakugo slowly unclenched his fists. "Fine. C'mon, shitty hair." He said turning around to face the school.

"You don't need to. I'm right here." With a deep sigh, you got out of her hiding spot. "Y/n!" Kirishima engulfed you in a strong hug. You hugged the red-head back and buried your head in his chest. "You idiot. Don't scare us like that again." Bakugo said, hugging you from behind.

You all stayed in a group hug for a while, enjoying each others embrace. After what felt like forever, you pulled away from the two boys. Tears pricked the brim of your eyes as you looked between them. "Do you..think I'm ugly?" Your voice sounded so broken which made Kirishima's and Bakugo's faces fall. "What? Of course we don't think that." Kirishima said before caressing your cheek. "Your're beautiful just the way you are. Inside and out."

This made you start crying again but not from sadness this time. "I love you guys so much." You wrapped her arms around both Bakugo's and Kirishima's necks. Kirishima and Bakugou hugged her back, both their arms around her. "We love you too." They said at the same time. "Now let's get back to our friends." Kirishima grasped your left hand while Bakugo grabbed your right one. "I bet those idiots are worried."

You three entered the cafeteria walking to the table you were seated at before. "Y/n!" Mina stood up fast right after noticing you first. Denki and Sero turned around hearing Mina yell your name. "Oh thank goodness. You're alright!"

You shrugged and nodded your head. It still hurt from how hard you cried. "Sorta." Sero and Denki walked up to you with relieved smiles. "Happy to have you back, dude." Sero said as he playfully punched your shoulder lightly. "Mhm" Denki nodded, agreeing with Sero. "C'mon girl! I'm going to get you fixed up! Your mascara is smudged. I'm surprised your makeup is not runny." Mina started dragging you to the closest bathroom.

The four boys watched as Mina and you was out of their view. "You three are a great couple. So who is going to propose?" Denki asked Bakugo and Kirishima. Bakugo quirked an eyebrow and Kirishima blinked at him in surprise. Bakugo's facial expression changed to a more cocky one. "Me of course. I'm the only one who is brave enough to do it." Kirishima grabbed Bakugo's chin and turned his head to face him. "You sure about that, babe?" Kirishima said, winking. Bakugo scoffed and pushed Kirishima's hand away with a tint of pink on his cheeks.

You and Mina returned from the bathroom. Your eyes softened and your brows furrowed in concern. "You okay, Katsuki? You look a little red." While reaching up to touch his forehead, Bakugo swatted your hand away. "Tsk! I'm fine." He said as he avoided eye contact with you. The last lunch bell rang signaling that lunch was over. Bakugou put his hands in his pants pockets, walking away.

Sero, Kirishima and Denki all laughed confusing you and Mina. Mina's eyes shifted from each of them and she crossed her arms. "What happened while we were gone?" The boys looked at each other knowingly. "Nothing! Come on, baby. I'll explain later." Kirishima said putting his arm around your shoulders starting to walk away from his friends. You looked at Mina, and Mina just shrugged her shoulders still confused.

#anime #my hero academia #bnha #denki kaminari #fanfiction #relationship #mha #polyamarous #poly #poly relationship #x reader #mha katsuki #katsuki bakugo #eijiro kirishima #mha kirishima #mha kiribaku #female y/n #feminine reader #fem y/n #chubby reader #boyfriend scenarios #romance #hanta sero #mean girls #mina ashido #u.a. high school #heroes #tw

[bakubunny]

bnha masterlist: headcanons

mdni: minors & no age in bio will get you blocked.

all of my works are listed by character or pairing. all pairings are character x reader unless otherwise noted.

i write ageplay. if that bothers you, be sure to check the tags listed by each link.

daddy as title -> no ageplay or implied ageplay

bakugo katsuki

kirishima eijiro

aizawa shota

general & multi character hcs

midoriya izuku

daddy!izu & santa!kats (age play, smut)

daddy!izu can be so mean (age play, piss play, diaper wearing, humiliation)

bf!izu lets his mentor teach by observing ft. @zazter-den

possessive, jealous izuku (implied bkdk x reader)

bunny owner izuku tries (and fails) to find you a companion (hybrids, fluff)

bunny owner izuku is so sweet (hybrids, fluff)

loving on your tired hero (oral m receiving)

helping izuku unwind (facesitting)

izuku is a thigh man

perv!izuku has a massive sex toy collection

big bro!katsuki/big bro!izuku (facials, selfies, incest)

dad bf!izuku hc

don't be fooled by izuku (orgasm denial, rough sex, ruined orgasms, praise kink)

grinding on beefy izuku's lap

todoroki shoto

shoto x loud!reader

alpha!shoto and (hybrid) omega relief rooms

sweet shoto & your locket necklace

dom!shoto loves orgasm control

alt!shoto hcs + mood board

daddy!shoto hcs ft. @sunflower-emoji & @dcsiremc

accidentally calling shoto daddy (smut, hurt/comfort)

sleepy mornings with shoto

touch starved!shoto

kaminari denki

denki x chubby!reader

when denki calls you “pretty girl” ft. @jazzafayesworld

daddy!denki headcanons (request)

denki needs your pussy (dubcon, somno)

denki likes tits

iida tenya

daddy dom!iida (request)

sero hanta

sero dances with you in the kitchen (trick or treat)

hanta's cheeky grin

hanta cleans up

shinso hitoshi

big bro toshi and his friends (fauxcest, age play)

soft dom!shinso is my favorite shinso

shinso does inspections

tokoyami fumikage

daddy!fumi hcs

fumi has a dungeon

fumi loves impact play

toshinori yagi

sugar daddy!yagi (escort!reader)

yamada hizashi

hizashi x f!reader hcs

he can't call anyone little listener because of you (with bonus erasermic hc)

togata mirio

best friend!mirio takes you home

dad bf!mirio has no clue what he does to you (tw dc)

shigaraki tomura

sub/switch shigaraki thoughts (daddy/mommy kink)

#bnha masterlist

[jazzthatonewriterchick]

MY MASTERLIST

Writer's Note: Hey, y'all! I finally remembered to do a masterlist for my fic shit so everyone can find my work more easily. Enjoy & thank you so much for the love! -Jazz 💕

Oneshots

A New Kind of Distraction (KiriMina x Bi!Fem!Reader) (18+) - After your boyfriend of a year breaks up with you on what would have been your two-year anniversary, your very good, very attractive friend Mina (whom you’ve secretly been crushing on since high school) and her even more attractive boyfriend Kirishima decide that the only way to get you over your shit ex is through a threesome with her and him when you get an invite to Dynamight’s birthday party. 

Smile for the Camera (Geto Suguru x Black!Plus-sized!Fem!Reader) - In which you decide to volunteer to model for your friend’s lingerie line photoshoot when the original model gets sick and meet the very sexy photographer who isn’t letting you leave until you realize how gorgeous you are. 

All Up in Your Mind (Hitoshi x Black!Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which you decide to use Hitoshi’s quirk to your advantage when things get tough in your life and you just need a bit of release. Lucky for you, Hitoshi is an understanding and generous guy, but what happens when he starts to get sick of trying to understand why you put up that wall between them even though you’re visiting him every weekend? 

Trigger Me (Aizawa-centric/No Reader) [Request Fill] (18+) - In which Aizawa decides to take matters into his own hands to try and ease his stress a little more, but what starts as something fun and interesting when he stumbles across a hypnosis video catered to stronger orgasms turns into a BIG problem when he finds himself unable to break away from the hold his new addiction has on him. 

When I Get Home (Hawks x Black!Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which Keigo realizes how truly lucky he is to have you by his side despite his refusal to open up to you and show you how deep his scars run, so he decides when he finally gets home from his stupid fucking mission, he’ll show you his scars, his heart, and everything more. 

A Birthday Threesome for 'Suki (Bakugou x Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which you and your best friend decide to help your man see the joy in birthdays by giving him a threesome. Also, Bakugou likes butt plugs. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY HUBBY 🎈

Like A Big Girl (Quirkless!Dabi x Black!Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which you get the surprise of your life when your apartment neighbor and crush (who happens to be extremely anti-social) shows up at your housewarming party to celebrate your moving into your first-ever apartment after a breakup. 

Peace and Quiet (poly!Geto x Gojo x Black!Fem!Reader) - In which you realize peace and quiet aren’t ideal with your two noisy ass (yet extremely attractive) coworkers renting out the same Airbnb as you while visiting the hot springs on a business trip. But lucky for you, they know another way to help you relax.

Drunk N Nasty (poly!Pro!Bakusquad x Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which you and Mina get tired of your boring ass boyfriends not making time for their girlfriends, so you two decide to hit the club for a night out with every intention of getting under your boyfriends’ skin. Fortunately for you, it works and your men decide to teach you and Mina a lesson about being some disobedient brats. 

Ao3 link here!

Several Shots Later (Pro!Sero x Black!Chubby!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which you go on a vacation in an effort to relax and feel more confident, but find yourself falling for the sexy stranger who sends you a drink across the room and also happens to give you some firsthand dance lessons and a night you’ll never forget. 

In the Fruit Orchard (Bull!KiriBaku x Heifer!Reader) [REQUEST FILL] - In which you, a heifer girl, get a night with the hottest bull boys on Aizawa's farm after a trip through the fruit orchard.

Dance For Me (Fatgum x Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which you give Fatgum the experience of a lifetime when his friends drag him to a strip club for his birthday.

First Day Jitters (Pornstar!Bakugou x Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which you spend your first day on the job as a pornstar with your favorite adult film persona in front of the cameras and are shown what it’s really like fucking with a pro. 

Breakin' A Sweat (Kiri x Tetsu x Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which your weekly session with your very hot personal trainers ends in a different kind of workout when they reciprocate your burning attraction to them.

Ao3 link here!

Yours To Keep (Daddy Dom!Law x sub!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which your boyfriend the best gift you can give him: yourself, totally and completely. 

Lost in the Woods (Werewolf!BakuKiri x Black!Plus-Sized!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which you get lost on your way home one night while coming back from a party and end up straight in the jaws of two strange yet sexy men who you get the feeling aren't quite human.

The Swordsman’s Secret (msub!Zoro x Black!Femdom!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which your favorite swordsman has an interesting secret and kink that you are more than happy to explore with him in the bedroom. Or in which Zoro gets pegged for the first time. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ZORO! 💚

Going Half (on a Baby) (Toxic!Toji x Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which Toji, your fuck buddy for five years and the man you're secretly in love with, "persuades" you to let him fuck without a condom after he exposes himself for his breeding kink.

Prove Your Worth to Me (Brat-tamer!CEO!Nanami x Bratty!Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which you apply for a sectorial job, but the interview process is a lot more intense than you bargained for. 

Daddy's Home (Dom!Gojo x Sub!Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - It’s been 3 years. You believe your fiancé is dead. You’ve been attempting to move forward in your life without him there beside you. You try to grieve properly in order to move on….until he comes home. And he’s more than ready to make up lost time.

The Greatest Gift of All (JJK Men x Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which your friends take it upon themselves to help you release your inner slut by taking you to a glory hole for the first time to get you some dick for Christmas. Many of them.

WRAPPED UP TIGHT (Dom!Levi x Sub!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which you surprise Levi with a special present under the tree for his birthday and Christmas: you, naked, wrapped up in Christmas lights.

I Love a Challenge (Brat-tamer!Toji x Bratty!Self-Insert!Reader 18+ One Shot)[REQUEST FILL] - In which you feel like you are boss enough to make Toji break when you meet him one night at a club and he gives you a lesson on what happens when you go toe to toe with him in the bedroom. Your fierceness and brattiness may be sexy, but Toji knows a thing or two about making anyone submit…and he loves a challenge. That challenge being you, little V! 

SELF LOVE 101 (Gojo x Black!Self-Insert!Reader 18+ One Shot) [REQUEST FILL] - When you get invited to your coworker's Valentine's Day party, you have no intention of going. Especially since this particular coworker isn't exactly your cup of tea: Gojo Satoru is just too proud, too cocky, and too damn full of himself for a girl like you. But when you're persuaded to go and find yourself alone with him, Gojo will stop at nothing until you see that loving yourself is nothing to hate on. After all, a beautiful woman like you deserves to be loved on...especially on camera.

Comfortable With You (Inexperienced!Painter!Choso x Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - Choso has never been anyone like you before: so confident and sure of yourself yet so sweet and compassionate. He can’t stop thinking about you. So to make this Valentine’s Day one you’ll never forget, he’ll show you just how comfortable he is with you and how desperately he wants to make you feel the same…even though you’re his first everything. [Based on the song “Comfortable” by H.E.R.]

Sweet Like Sugar (Tattoo Artist!Geto x Black!Bimbo!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which Geto gets paid a pleasant surprise at his tattoo shop when his favorite, cute little bimbo client comes to visit one night on his birthday to cover her ex's tattoo.

Served On A Platter (Sanji Vinsmoke x Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - In which you give a very special surprise breakfast to your favorite love chef for his birthday...and you make pancakes too.

In A Rut (Monster!Hawks x Black!Fem!Reader 18+ One Shot) - You haven't seen your boss around the office in a while ever since he started feeling "under the weather", but when you decide to visit him one day to cheer him up with some soup, you realize that this isn't a normal spring cold. Your boss is in heat and you, his good little assistant, are the only one who can help him cure it.

Playin’ Games (Choso x Self-Insert!Reader 18+ One Shot) [COMMISSION FILL] - In which your brother's best friend calls from his business trip to play a game of truth or dare over a Skype call, but it quickly turns into something else once your brother heads to bed and naughty pics and strip teasing get involved.

Short Stories/Fics

I'll Show You "Uptight" (Bakugou x Black!Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which a very pissed and very emotionally frustrated Bakugou decides he’s not going to let you get away with your lip that easily and pays you a visit one girls’ night to prove to you that he is, indeed, able to be “looser” after you make a drunk comment about his introverted and uptight personality to your mutual friends and Kirishima “accidentally” spills the beans.

Ao3 link here!

With Good Weather Brings Good Breedings (BakuKiri x Black!Bunny Girl!Reader) (18+) - In which your spring cycle comes a little earlier than usual and you’re too afraid of your boyfriends–whom you’ve been dating for five months–thinking you’re weird instead of telling them about your cycle during mating season. However, during a picnic thrown especially for you, your two favorite pros are more aware than you realize and are more than happy to help you with your little problem.

Ao3 link here!

A First Time for Everything (BakuKiriMina x Fem!Reader) (18+) - You and your girlfriend Mina have been dating for three amazing years. You couldn’t ask for a better partner–someone who is supportive, loving, and willing to explore new things with you…including in the bedroom. So, after a UA High 5-year reunion when you run into THE Katsuki Bakugou and Eijrou Kirishima, two of the top pros in the game and your old crushes, you don’t expect those past butterflies to come rushing back. And when you find out Mina, Kiri, and Bakugou feel the same, you decide to embark on the journey of experiencing your first-ever foursome and possible polyamorous romance.

Ao3 link here!

Longer-Lengthed Stories/Fics

Here, Kitty, Kitty (Aizawa x Black!Catgirl!Reader) (18+) - In which you find yourself in the weirdest predicament after you’re scooped up and taken to a cat cafe after you decide to take the streets to fight some crime, and you’re adopted by your very anti-social and hot coworker Aizawa aka Eraserhead. [COMPLETED]

Ao3 link here!

Lovers & Friends (Hawks x Black!Fem!Reader) (18+) - In which you and Keigo have begun to realize the strange new feelings you both have for each other after one drunken night at a close friend’s wedding that ends with you in his bed, but because of your longtime friendship and committed relationships with other people, you’re more than happy to forget that night even happened and keep your mutual feelings in the dark…for now, at least. [COMPLETED]

Ao3 link here!

Hit 'Em Up! (Cowboy!SatoSugu x Black!Cowgirl!Reader) (18+) - You get to meet Geto & Gojo the Gunslingers, the notorious outlaws that have every town and law enforcement in a twist, when your bum-ass BF offers you as payment to avoid going to prison. Little do they know that this is only a part of your plan to get what you desire. But when you realize that the infamous gun-slinging, smooth-talking cowboys could be everything you want and more when they offer you a deal to team up with them, will you successfully be able to go through with it? [ON-GOING]

Headcanons N Drabbles

When You Wear Glasses (BNHA) (18+) (for Black!Fem!Readers)

Sundress Season (BNHA) (18+) (for Black!Fem!Readers)

You're the Cutest Bimbo He's Ever Seen (MHA) (18+) (for Fem!Readers)

You’re Not Wearing Any Panties (One Piece) (18+) (for Black!Fem!Readers)

He Gets H*rny From Your Halloween Costume (One Piece) (18+) (for Fem!Readers)

He Gets H*rny From Your Halloween Costume (JJK) (18+) (for Black!Fem!Readers)

You Speak His Native Language to Him (18+) (One Piece) (for Fem!Readers)

They're Your Blind V-Day Date (18+) (Crossover Anime) (For Black!Fem!Readers)

Where He Takes You For Your V-Day Date (18+) (JJK) (For Black!Fem!Readers)

#bnha smut #smutty smut #black fanfic writer #my fic shit #my works #black coded reader #black writers #masterlist

[writer-loogi2]

♡︎[𝚁𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎] 𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚡 𝙲𝚑𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚢!𝚂/𝙾 ( 𝙶𝙽 )♡︎

A/N: Here we go! I'm finally doing a remake of my first ever post on this blog! I know, I already mentioned it here, but a little refresher won't hurt, right? Anyway, I hope you enjoy this new and improved headcanon post! ( It's much more detailed and has more content! )

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♡︎𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝: Sero Hanta with a chubby reader! ( gender neutral )

♡︎𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐!! Fluff, lovesick!Sero, body positivity! :)

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( ♡︎𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚝!♡︎ )

• Alright, so y'all can't argue with me but Hanta Sero is easily the biggest chubby chaser to ever exists in the MHA universe. ( As if the other characters aren't chubby chasers too, but this man is on top of the list )

• Like I tell you this man is a SIMP for anyone who's chubby-

• But to be honest, he only has eyes for you, the new transfer student, who just so happens to be a chubby cutie that caught his attention..

• He loves absolutely everything about you!

• The way your chubby cheeks looks so kissable.. It makes him just wanna kiss you all the damn time ( maybe even bite.. )

• The way your tummy looks so squishy, so soft and warm, he just can't help but want to wrap his arms around your waist and squeeze you and pull you closer to his body. He wants to feel your warm body against his own..

• The way your thighs look when you sit down.. If it were him, he'd lay his head on your lap any day ( or use your thighs as earmuffs if you know what I mean.. )

• Oh and don't get me started on how badly Sero wants to cook meals for you-

• This man radiates feeder vibes I swear-

• I know he's not the best at cooking, but I like to think that he'll ask Bakugou for help, or just order your favorite food and well.. Feed it to you.

• He's definitely the best hype man you could ever get as well!

• You don't even have to ask him, he'll just complement you all the time. He doesn't care what others think, his main priority is to make you feel like the most amazing person in the world! ( which to him you already are 👉🏼👈🏼 )

• He also tries his best not to be very forward with you but he just can't help it! It's not his fault that you're so tempting!

• Of course, he won't do anything that'll make you uncomfortable, he's not that kind of person.

• Just a couple quick touches here and there. Mostly he'll just place his arm around your shoulder, or playfully pull you in close with his tape.

• And let's not forget that this man, is flirtatious by default. There's no way you can escape Sero's flirting, it just comes out naturally to him.

• You thought Sero complementing you was bad? Well his flirting is way worse-

• There isn't a day where this man won't flirt with you- of course, sometimes he just does it to fluster you, but even then there are times when he's just feeling a bit silly and will casually throw up a cheesy pick-up line. ( Blame Denki for that one- )

• But that's besides the point. In other words, Sero's OBSESSED with you.

• Oh and if you think this ends here, you're wrong-

• Because aside from Sero being a romantic bastard, he's also quite the show off sometimes. However he only likes to show off to you, so that you'll pay attention to him and no one else.. ( yeah he's a little possessive like that. )

• He'll often comment on how strong he is, and how he totally lifts weights. And despite his lanky appearance, he actually is pretty strong.

• And just to prove a point, he WILL carry you. He won't hesitate to lift you up and put you on his shoulders. So don't bother telling him 'you're too heavy' because he will disagree fully, and will prove to you that he can take it.

• I truly believe that Sero just loves the contrast he has with you. That's why I can imagine him longing for your touch.

• ( y'all may not agree with me on this but Sero's love languages are words of affirmation and physical touch. )

• Sure, as I mentioned before, he'll merely do a couple quick touches with you, but he always wishes that someday you'll finally love him and offer him the warm comfort of your embrace. He's THAT hopelessly in love with you.

• The day you admit your love to Sero is the day he'll cherish for years to come. And he promises that he'll treat you the way you deserve to be treated.

A/N: Alright so, I wasn't sure how to finish this post, I had a lot of trouble thinking of how to end it but I somehow managed to get something at least!

Anyway I hope you guys like this one more, as the original post wasn't as loved as others.

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