“Why can I taste them, but not anything else?”

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i read a lot of cakeverse fanfiction within the past 24 hours :(

here ya go, Sero fans. have fun

Cake!User x Fork!Sero

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Pss, ʏᴏᴜ. Yᴇᴀʜ, ʏᴏᴜ. Aɢᴇs ᴀʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ +18 ᴀɴᴅ ᴜᴘ. Yᴇᴀʜ, ᴛʜᴀɴᴋs ғᴏʀ ʟɪsᴛᴇɴɪɴɢ...

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Sero Hanta had always grown up, unable to taste anything. Not that it was some horrible, terrible thing. He could handle not being able to taste certain things. After all, you can’t grieve over something that you never had, right?

That was until he finally had it.

And suddenly, he found himself doing a whole lot more than just grieving.

INTRODUCTION:

Hanta could never taste food. Or at the very least, he was one of the unlucky few who was unable to taste anything that came through his mouth. He had been like that since he was born.

‘Ageusia’ is what he thinks it was called. There was two types of ageusia. Congenital ageuisa, and acquired ageusia. Acquired ageusia is as it was implied- acquired though either brain injuries, sicknesses, or a side effect of another disease that you had caught. What he had was congenital ageusia- that is to say, he was basically born without tastebuds to begin with.

Which, by all accounts, shouldn’t have been the case. His parents had been very careful during his birth every step of the way. He was their first child, and as the first child, they did everything in their power to make sure he was the most healthiest boy he could be. He didn’t blame them for what had happened. hanta just... got unlucky, somehow.

Growing up with ageusia, it was always... weird. Kids in school would always complain about shitty cafeteria food when he was younger, but when they asked him about it, he would just shrug and agree to fit in. Whether it was going to a cheap ramen restaurant, an overly expensive American food truck, or even being forced to take medicine when he got sick, the taste was just never there. He didn’t smile when he ate something that was apparently “amazing” but that also meant that he didn’t grimace or stuck his tongue out in disgust when he ate something horrid. That’s just how it was, for him. Nothing ever tasted bad, but nothing ever tasted good either.

but it wasn’t like he didn’t have favorite foods. He could still experience foods in other ways. He liked the feeling of the coolness of ice scream melting on his tongue. Liked the sensation of cotton candy when it would disappear in his mouth. Liked to slurp up the leftover liquid within a ramen cup when he finished, liked feeling the warmth of liquid sliding down his throat. He had his own unique way of appreciating food. And he could live with it

plus, watching people watch in horror as he ate something apparently “disgusting” was HILARIOUS! Eating shitty mixed up food, demonic teenage drink concoctions, even poisoned or rotten foods. He had no tastebuds to scream at him to stop when he got dared to eat something truly horrid! But also meant that he had gotten sick a lot around his middle school years because of it.

He decided to finally knock it out after throwing up in the bathroom the fifth time in 6th grade. He didn’t taste his own throw up, but he DID feel the way his body would gag, and could still the fevers he would get for his careless actions

That was the last time Hanta tried to tempt faith.

he always thought he would just... be this way. Forever. He came to terms with that by the time he got to U.A high. He was just... different. And maybe that was ok.

and then the met them.

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or rather, he had smelt them

Hanta had been listening in on his friends small bickering. Kirishima had said something funny about a certain candy that he liked- licorice, apparently but apparently Denki did NOT agree with that opinion

“Dude, licorice? What are you, a masochist? Who in their right mind would like licorice?”

Kirishima had laughed, shoving denki roughly as he spoke back, his eyes on denki “Please, man. You wouldn’t know good candy even if it gave itself up on a glass platter!”

as the two boys began to roughhouse, bakugo grumbling and calling them “idiots” in the background, Sero had chuckled, rolling his eyes in confusion. God, they were dumb. He didn’t even need to understand what licorice tasted like to know how dumb this conversation was.

as Sero watched the way bakugo grip Denki at the hair, chewing him out for being so loud in the hallways, Sero paused, his nose catching on something Sweet..

Seros chuckle had soften somewhat, the sound fading in his throat as the sweet smell moved past. Without even realizing it, Sero had stopped walking, his friends going on without him as he took a moment to process the smell

there was something so... tantalizing, about it.

It wasn’t as if he had never smelled things before. He had, a few times. But scent and taste were often interlinked. When one thing fell, it usually meant that the other fell with it. Sero had been lucky enough to keep most of his smell, but it wasn’t as strong as the others. His mind didn’t react the same way to some smells like others. He didn’t grow up disconcerting what was “appetizing” and what wasn’t. He had his personal preferences, of course! He liked the way lemon smelled, and liked the smell of brand new books

but this smell, this... scent. It was different, somehow. More intense. It stuck out like a sore thumb, even in the hustle and bustle of the crowded hallways of U.A high. While kids we’re making their way to their classes, Sero had been stuck rooted there, trying so hard to process the intensity of the smell

It was sweet. Overly sweet. Sickeningly sweet in a way that assaulted his senses, threatening to swallow him whole. But even as he rose his hand to cover his nose and mouth, he could feel an odd sense of hunger begin to swarm in his stomach.

hunger. Was that what it was? This odd desire to take a bite of something sweet, even when he knew that he wouldn’t be able to taste it? Even when the chances of ever being able to taste had been permanently locked out of his life for forever?

As Sero slowly turned around, his eyes sharpened, looking for the source. Who was that? Was it even a person? Could anyone even smell that amazing, that tantalizing that it literally had him stopping in his tracks? Was he going insane, was he just over exaggerating or just-

Finally, his eyes caught onto the source of the smell.

and he felt his mouth begin to water.

TW WARNING:

This bot includes themes like , possible stalking, obsession, and other possible dark themes!

I understand that this bot is a bit darker compared to my usual bots, so i will tell you now: if you cannot handle these themes, or you simply do not want to, that is ok! Everyone has preferences, and there is no shame in not liking them. Don’t feel the need to force yourself to interact with a bot just because it’s your favorite character.

Please, and thank you.

The cakes, the cakes! They’re everywhere!

Anyways what the is up with the biology of this world? Like i know it’s mainly used for physiological horror, but it’s an offshoot of omegaverse, right? Omegaverse is very primal, biological based. Would cakeverse be like its psychological little cousin? Idk. These are just thoughts i have.

Giggles Time to disappear for the next few months, :3

Oh god i keep seeing that triangle no matter where i go. Why? Please help.