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sero hanta and denki kaminari headcannons cause i love them sm and I've had these in my notes for a long time :!

once again these are my headcannons :0

they're 2nd years in this !

sero hanta

- keeps your picture in his wallet or the back of his phone

- throws those slow/ fake punches at you like those typical teenage boys but he barely even comes close to hitting you.

- him and denki on the verge of pissing themselves when they take turns making fun of a sub teacher.

- goes on ig live and answer the most out of the world questions known to man with a straight face ( he looks like he's been holding in the biggest cough/laugh for 30 years)

- makes comments on random people during break in the cafeteria til the whole table is shitting themselves before he keeps gg on about someone's backpack being the shape on a cinder block.

- sarcasm, sarcasm, sarcasm. but rlly funny if you get his humour.

- is puerto rican mixed guatemalan ( puerto rican on his mom's side)

- regular show references

- brainrots with denki

- sometimes his laugh matches up to denki's laugh and they sound the same, which makes the other class 2a students slow turn their heads to the two

- has a type for people who match with his humour and understand his references and jokes

- best and most diverse music taste : the marías, MF DOOM, the alchemist, korn, ACDC, earl sweatshirt, odd future, tyler the creator, bryson tiller, jodeci, KYLE, wheatus, PTV, kali uchis, peso pluma, bad bunny...and the list goes on

- loves and appreciates people who smell nice and actually put on deodorant n stuff

- a romantic

- can recite the whole bread bank skit

- baggy affliction tees, plain white baggy tees, baggy washed jeans, converse/vans, accessories on accessories, beanies etc.

denki kaminari

- brainrot humour.

- tiktok fyp is filled with really weird tiktok lives and captures a screenshot of each one.

- "erhm....what the sigma?"

- is NOT stupid, at all. people go to him if they need help with topics that include science.

- loves pop rocks

- 100% watched the old gacha edits

- watches coryxkenshin videos with sero

- weird uncoordinated socks on but he rocks them

- great fashion taste: also affliction tees, baggy jeans, studded belts, bracelets his current and old friends have given him, hoodies with cool graphics etc.

- music taste: all time low, paramore, wheatus, tyler the creator, unironically listens to FNAF songs, Bell Biv DeVoe, daniel caeser, Brent faiyaz, PTV, fall out boy, we the kings, etc.

- doesn't clean out his camera roll

- the "holding on to my friends bag so I don't get lost in the crowd" type friend

- texts rlly fast because he thinks faster than he can move so alot of typos.

- loves taking uquiz quizzes

- a tomato hater

- LOVESSSSS MINT CHOCOLATE

- disturbingly side eyes a person that didn't even get into ua calls him stupid because of what they've heard from other people.

- banned from 4 toysrus locations.

Things Bakugou Would Say While Fucking You

Warnings: Cursing, sexual situations degrading kink? and praise kink

“Because I’m gonna start pounding and fucking you until your brain blows out.”

“Come on you can take it!”

“You love being treated like this huh? My little whore.”

“No mercy as hard and as rough as I can!”

“You belong to me and I love you and I -ungh want you.”

“That’s it! That’s it! That’s it!”

“Fuck yeah! that’s my good girl!”

“I’m going to come inside of you yeah?”

“If that wasn’t enough for you than I’ll fill you up even more!”

“Yeah? You like it when I go rough from the start!”

“I give it my all! It doesn’t matter if it’s in the battlefield or if it’s in the bedroom I’ll give it my all hundred ten fucking percent!”

“Fuck- bite your lip and bear with it!”

“Just be a good little obedient bitch for me okay?”

“That’s it uh huh take it like you fucking want it!”

“To fast for you huh? Well to bad cause it’s gonna be a long night for you sweetheart.”

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your father already has his heir and a spare, and therefore, has no real use for you. at least, until an advisor reminded him of the mournful tunes the bards have been singing since you came of age — a tragic face, they claimed. men have waged wars for less sweet a temptation.

soon after the announcement of your eligibility is made, the dining hall bloats with suitors and their emissaries, boasting and bargaining over their chances with wine-sour breath night after night, waiting for your father to make his decision. 

behind closed doors, members of his cabinet pitch the merits of this prince or that noble scion. there is talk of naval dominance and deep treasuries. but from where you listen — with your ear pressed to the door of a forgotten servant’s corridor at the back of the council chamber — nobody mentions that one of them is old enough to be your grandfather, or that one young king has already been widowed twice, under suspicious circumstances.

the contest was your idea, presented during a quiet meal with your father, in such a manner that made him believe it was his plan all along. of course these men should prove themselves. how else can he know which kingdom reared the strongest warrior? which ally would prove the wisest or most cunning? 

as your father expected, there are many challengers. and as time goes on, it becomes less about the honor of your hand than the glory of victory. consequently, the tasks become more and more improbable: piercing steel armor with delicate arrows made of blown glass, navigating rapids with neither sails nor oars, hunting down the fabled great horned beast of the northern mountains. 

as you hoped, months pass without a champion.

but the men chasing honor and acclaim bring riches and secrets, feeding your father’s treasury and arming his spies. you can almost taste the freedom of again being unuseful to him, sweet as the honeyed pear speared on your fork.

the fork falls from your hand when the massive doors to the great hall swing open and an imposing shadow comes into view. backlit by the setting sun, it is impossible to discern its features — beyond its size and the massive horns, curved and sharp as twin sickles. 

the stranger’s approach is slow and measured, and as he gets closer, the shadow becomes more corporeal. turns into a man. although, the ochre glow behind him makes him appear almost as a god. nobody in the hall dares to breathe.

only when he stops at the dias can you make out garnet eyes of a barbarian, peering at you through holes gouged in the pelt cloaking his entire form. he’s wearing the face of a beast you had never truly believed existed like a hood.

wordlessly, he closes a fist around the skin draped over his shoulder, whisking it off and tossing it unceremoniously at your feet. the horns hitting the stone floors crack like thunder, echoing off the cavernous ceiling.

he wears necklaces strung with teeth, but no armor. his bare chest should make him seem vulnerable. instead, it puts every scar and whirl of ink denoting his battlefield victories and royal blood on display.

you have no idea how word of the contests made it all the way into the formidable northern mountains, or why it would entice a chieftain’s son to try at winning your hand.

all you know is that he just did.

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