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Hi! Can you write for denki when the reader relapses please!!

Bf!Denki x Reader. Gender not mentioned

When Denki found out that you relapsed his heart physically started hurting.

At first he was confused and panicked..you were doing so well,what triggered you? What caused you to relapse? He kept asking himself that..he didn't know how to react to this.

He looks at you with visibly worried eyes,his hand reaching out to yours, holding it tightly.

"oh sweet thing..what happened? Why didn't you tell me you were about to relapse? You should have come to me instead,love"

His tone was soothing and gentle, compared to his usual loud self,the worry on his face never fading.

You look up at him, feeling a bit guitly. You knew you could count on him and tell him when you feel like relapsing but you couldn't bring yourself to do it,not this time at least.

His eyes look down, searching for yours but you didn't meet his gaze.

His hand remains on holding yours and his other one moves up to your shoulder. He caresses it gently.

"you have to tell me when things like this happen,baby. We're a couple,okay? I'm your boyfriend..I need to be the one supporting you in this"

You look up at him finally,your eyes meeting his. His glare was softer this time.

You start telling him about it.. telling him what caused you to relapse.

"it just got too much and I couldn't handle the stress too well..I didn't know what to do and I couldn't bring myself to bother you with this"

There was a slight frown on Denkis face. Bother him? What do you mean bother him? He loves when you do that actually! He'd never think of you as a burden! He thought you knew that..

"baby that's nonsense..I mean the part about you bothering me. You know I actually love it when you bother me..but this is not a burden...your struggles are not a burden to me and you should have let me know about what was going on. I didn't know you were struggling,I didn't notice anything."

His eyes were still focused on yours,guilt written all over his face. He genuinely did not notice you were struggling.

Denki ends up holding you sweetly in his arms and cuddling you on the couch. He kisses your lips softly while trying to get you to take a small nap,you need the rest.

He whispers sweet things to you, letting you know how much he loves you,how your problems are not a burden to him and you promised you were gonna tell him from now on when you felt like relapsing.

He makes sure you know he's proud of you, proud of how far you've come and of how you're trying to get better.

(Part of the Villain/AFO Izuku AU) I ate with the villain name, ngl.

DENKI HEADCANONS ^_^

Denki one hundred percent falls for those ads that act stupid so you get mad and download the game.

He refuses to drink water unless it has a flavored water packet in it.

He eats shredded cheese straight out of the bag. (Bakugo has yelled at him for its many times.

He always sleeps through his alarm clock no matter how loud it is.

For the life of him he can't read regular clocks so he only uses digital clocks.

He trips over air, fall up and down the stairs multiple times a day.

He has gotten his head stuck between two flag poles twice.

He often gets stuck in the baby swings at parks.

His hair glows in the dark which annoys the hell out of Bakugo.

He surprisingly has lightning fast reflexes. (Do to his quirk)

Has to use his fingers to count in math.

Denki once wiped all the data from his own phone by accidentally overcharging it. He cried for hours over losing his meme collection.

He’s constantly at war with Mina in a prank rivalry. He once shocked her door handle but she retaliated by dyeing his hair green for a week.

He once used his quirk to dry his hair after a shower and ended up looking like a lightning struck pomeranian.

He’s banned from the dorm kitchen because he once tried to microwave a raw egg “to see what happens.” What happened was an explosion.

Denki is always the first to suggest doing the latest TikTok challenge.

When he’s too tired to talk Denki communicates through memes and GIFs, which he somehow has perfectly categorized on his phone.

He was definitely one of those children who had to be put on a leash.

Denki will bust out into random dance moves during training sessions insisting it’s part of his “warm-up routine.”

Denki gets way too excited about thunderstorms. He’ll sit outside in the rain, saying he’s “recharging his batteries.”

Denki is terrified that one day he’ll hurt someone he cares about with his electricity. He constantly worries about losing control.

His quirk causes sharp pains in his nerves, muscles, hands, arms, and chest. He hides it because he doesn’t want others to worry about him.

When he uses his quirk too much and he turns into an idiot it's actually very painful seizures.

After missions Denki replays his mistakes over and over in his mind beating himself up for not being stronger or smarter.

He has an ongoing tally of how many times he’s short-circuited himself doing something dumb. The current count is over 300.

Denki doesn’t realize it, but half of the memes circulating around U.A. are pictures or quotes of him doing something ridiculous.

Denki has nightmares about fights where he couldn’t protect his friends or civilians. He wakes up in a cold sweat scared by the idea that he’s not good enough.

Denki hides his depressive episodes by isolating himself. He pretends he’s busy or tired but he’s actually just struggling to find the motivation to face the day.

Denki’s humor is a facade to mask how alone he feels. At night he lies awake wondering if anyone truly knows or cares about the real him.

Denki develops feelings for people but never acts on them. He convinced they could never like someone like him. He’s been rejected enough times that he’s stopped trying.

He second-guesses every action, fearing he’s annoying his friends or making things worse. This often leaves him feeling paralyzed in social situations.

BAKUSQAUD TRANS HEADCANONS :3

Bakugo: Bakugo came out as trans when he was young, most likely in middle school, because he’s confident and direct about who he is. Kirishima was the first person in Class 1-A he came out to. Kirishima immediately declared Bakugo manlier than anyone. Bakugo channels any dysphoric feelings into his training. Explosions? Perfect for letting out frustration. He has days when he struggles silently with dysphoria but doesn’t talk about it much. Instead he relies on subtle gestures of support from those close to him. Like a pat on the shoulder from Kirishima or a knowing nod from Aizawa.

Denki: Denki realized he was trans in his early teens, but it took him a while to come out because he didn’t know how people would react. He had moments of dysphoria related to feeling like he didn’t fit with the confident and laid-back persona he wanted to show. Kaminari came out in a joking way to his close friends, probably saying something like, Hey, just so you know, I’m Denki 2.0 new and improved! Kaminari uses humor and his love of music to cope with dysphoria. He’ll make light-hearted jokes about his struggles but secretly appreciates it when his friends check in on him. Shinsou Hitoshi became a trusted alley later. They bond over feelings of not fitting into societal expectations and help each other grow stronger.

Sero: Sero realized he was trans in late elementary or early middle school. It was a quiet understanding he just knew and decided to work towards living as himself without making a big fuss about it. Sero came out to his friends with a calm and collected attitude. He didn’t want it to be a big deal, so he probably said something casual like, Oh yeah, by the way, I’m trans. Cool, right? Sero has a very chill demeanor, but he sometimes uses humor or distractions to cope with dysphoria. He’s not the type to wallow he’ll go skateboarding or practice new tape tricks instead.

Kirishima: Kirishima realized he was trans in middle school when he became drawn to ideals of manliness and heroism. He struggled with insecurity and selfdoubt, feeling he couldn’t embody the kind of manliness he admired in heroes like Crimson Riot. Watching Crimson Riot’s interviews and learning that manliness is about spirit, not appearance helped solidify his identity. He told Bakugo first in Class 1-A, and Bakugo responded with something like, Why the hell would I care? You’re still you. Kirishima has days where he feels insecure, especially early in his journey. He tends to hide behind humor or train excessively to distract himself. Physical training plays a big role in combating dysphoria he associates strength and endurance with feeling more at home in his body.

Mina: Mina realized she was trans when she was very young. She always felt more comfortable expressing herself in a vibrant, energetic, and feminine way. She didn’t think much of it at first, it just felt natural to her to be herself and break the mold. Mina came out in the most Mina way possible: confidently and with a touch of flair. She likely said something like, Hey, guess what? I’m a girl and an awesome one at that! Kirishima and Sero probably responded with enthusiastic high-fives, and Kaminari said, We knew, you’re literally the coolest! Mina fights dysphoria with self-love and action. She hypes herself up in the mirror, saying things like, You’re a queen, and no one can tell you otherwise! Dance and physical activity are her outlets. Whether it’s practicing her moves or blasting music to let loose, staying active helps her feel strong and confident in her body. On rough days, she leans on her friends, who are always there to remind her of how amazing she is. Kirishima is her ultimate hype man. He’s always ready to remind her of her bravery and how much she inspires others.

DENKI KAMINARI IS NOT DUMB ‼️

i see so many fan-made comics/fanfiction depicting denki as stupid or not as good as his classmates. HE ISN'T?? HE MADE IT INTO UA FOR A REASON. yeah he might be ranked last for midterms but THIS IS UA. LITERALLY THE MOST PRETIGIOUS HEROICS SCHOOL. EVEN IF U RANK LAST UR STILL PROBABLY BETTER THAN THE REST OF THE COUNTRY.

even if his quirk makes him "dumb", thats just a side effect of his quirk. you wouldn't say deku was weak for breaking his bones when he used his quirk, or that ochaco is delicate for being sick when she flies. OF COURSE THEY HAVE THINGS TO WORK ON THEY ARE STUDENTS FFS

and even tho bakugou or jiro tease him for being dumb (i.e. "dunceface") they are NOT insulting his intelligence. he is just a teenage boy who makes dumb decisions. like being friends with mineta.

REMEMBER: he got 272 internship offers!! THE PROS RECOGNIZE TALENT✨️

thank you for coming to my ted talk.

⚡️Big Brother Denki HCs!⚡️

‘you/your’ used as a placeholder, you can pair this with any other character

I’ve been trying to do an agere bkg oneshot but I can’t find the motivation to finish it so here’s smth to feed yall while I do that

🔋 ~ At first, he had virtually no idea what agere was. The second he figured out one of his friends was a little though, he insisted on playing a role in your regression. “I swear, I’ve watched kids before! Trust me!!”

🔋 ~ Milkshakes at a random burger joint with him at midnight would go so hard. He’d ask what money you plan on paying with and would immediately regret it when he sees the betrayal on your face.

🔋 ~ Don’t even get me started on nicknames. Little dude, bug, rockstar, rascal, silly goose, and kid/kiddo are his usual go-tos. Refers to you as his partner in crime.

🔋 ~ Physical touch is his main love language. You’ll always catch him slinging an arm around your shoulders, holding your hand when you cross the street, or ruffling your hair.

🔋 ~ Pushes you around in the shopping cart at the grocery store. I’ve got nothing else to say about that.

🔋 ~ Sits at the edge of your bed after a nightmare and rubs your back while telling you about his most recent fixation until you fall back asleep. (I feel like he’d really love Fairy Tail!)

🔋 ~ He doesn’t really know how to comfort people, so instead he resorts to telling jokes or playing games. Even the most mundane of tasks, like folding the laundry, is turned into a challenge to see who can fold and put away the most clothes in five minutes.

🔋 ~ Absolutely adores helping out with anything and everything possible, even if it’s unnecessary. Ties your shoes for you, helps you brush your teeth, buys any of your food cravings…Don’t tell him not to, he takes offense to that.

🔋 ~ Treats your stuffed animals/toys like real people. He talks to them directly and pretends they’re replying. “Damn Teddy, new shades? Where’d you get those? Ohh, Hot Topic. Coulda guessed.”

🔋 ~ Poor guy does not know how to prep a snack. He tries to make you pb&j sandwiches in the shape of dinosaurs like he saw on Pinterest one time but they turn out looking like really scary blobs. He didn’t realize there was a mold to cut them.

I’ve never been happier in my life (*´꒳`*)

newlywed!denki can’t say no to you when you tell him that you want to elope. he’s all giggly excited that his girl loves him enough to want to marry him. he teases you and peppers your face in sweet kisses.

newlywed!denki who helps you organise the paperwork, pick the location, dress, guests or no guests, etc. he would never leave you on your own to figure it out. you would be sitting at your home desk, pointing to the screen and discussing things with denki beside you. he’s making jokes and grabbing you two snacks and refreshments every hour, rubbing your shoulders when he sees that you’re tired and reminding you to take a break.

newlywed!denki whose venue ideas include the aquarium, caves, and the arcade while you were thinking a valley, tropical island, or mountains. you two end up deciding on a farmhouse on the outskirts of the city. quiet and fairly private; a short drive from the roaring city.

newlywed!denki whose guests are the bakusquad.

newlywed!denki who you wake up to on the morning of your elopement. white sheets and sunlight streaming through the windows. he groans and pulls you close to him, warm arms around your figure. you giggle at him, reminding him of your schedule for today. breakfast at your favourite café and a couples spa treatment before getting ready for your sunset elopement ceremony. afterwards, you would all get some dinner and head to the arcade.

newlywed!denki who you laugh at when he looks up at you, mid-bite into a cannoli, with cream on the tip of his nose. who falls asleep during his shoulder massage, snoring softly and looking so adorable on the bed next to you. you just watch him, taking in the sight of the man who you would be marrying shortly.

newlywed!denki who’s about to start crying as you walk down the aisle — kirishima whispers to him to hold it together. your sweet pookie bear who can’t take his golden eyes off of you in your lacy red dress. who stutters his vows and fumbles your wedding ring. who’s shaking as he pulls back your veil and draws you in for a kiss. he stumbles as he walks back down the aisle with you.

newlywed!denki who is balling by the time you two make it back to your room to get changed for dinner. you hold him in your arms, rubbing his back as he cries into your shoulder. once he calms down, he helps you out of your dress. he doesn’t miss the opportunity to pull you into him, practically naked, for another kiss; this one stained with his tears and love for you.

newlywed!denki who’s openly teased by his friends at dinner for short circuiting during the reception. but he doesn’t mind their teasing. he is your husband now after all.

newlywed!denki who can’t focus on anything but you. who is so intoxicated by your laughter and smile and the way your jaw sets when you’re determined to win against the motorcycle super boss. who can’t even win a game of air hockey because his attention is consumed by you. after 20 minutes of watching denki repeatedly fail at anything other than watching you, bakugou tells you two to get lost already. you giggle in response, resigning to stay for a little longer. which becomes only 10 minutes because denki stubs his toe on one of the games for the third time tonight.

newlywed!denki who showers with you once you get back to the farmhouse. you two take your time undressing each other and getting under the water. you share the most tender of kisses before sudsing each other up and washing it off. that night, you two cuddle and whisper sweet nothings to one another until falling asleep.

hi! I hope you’re well :) I’m sure if you write for denki but I had a cute request. where readers bathroom looks like the body wash aisle at Walmart and bf!denki always uses the readers expensive products whenever he comes over.

I am very well and thank you for asking♡

"Suds and sweethearts"

Denki had always been a bit of a goofball, but when it came to your bathroom, he turned into something of a "luxury product enthusiast." Your bathroom was a haven of pampering— shelves lined with an array of body washes, lotions, scrubs, and oils, each more fragrant and expensive than the last. It looked like the body wash aisle at Walmart had exploded into a carefully curated collection of indulgence.

And Denki? He couldn’t resist.

You'd be in the other room, hearing the familiar sound of the shower turning on, and you knew it was coming. The scent of lavender, or maybe eucalyptus, would soon fill the air—Denki’s signature "I’m testing out the good stuff" scent.

It started the first time he came over, and you found him standing there, surrounded by a forest of bath products, utterly mesmerized. “Babe,” he’d said, his voice full of wonder, “are these yours? Like, all of these?” His wide eyes moved from bottle to bottle, amazed by the sheer luxury of it all.

You laughed, shrugging. “Yeah, I like to spoil myself sometimes. I’m big on self-care.”

“Well,” he grinned mischievously, “you’ve got really good taste. Is it okay if I… try some?” He had that look in his eyes—the one that could talk you into anything.

The next thing you knew, he was in the shower, and you caught a glimpse of him holding your expensive lavender body wash bottle in his hands like it was a rare artifact. He'd be standing there for way longer than necessary, practically bathing in the stuff.

It became a regular occurrence—whenever Denki came over, your products vanished. He never really asked before grabbing something, and you couldn’t help but find it endearing. At first, you were a little protective of your stash, but when you saw how genuinely delighted he was, you couldn’t bring yourself to care. He’d emerge from the bathroom smelling like a spa, all soft and content, and you’d just smile, knowing that it was the price you paid for dating someone who had zero sense of boundaries when it came to your expensive skincare.

You couldn’t even stay mad about it, especially when he’d pull you into a hug, his hair still damp and smelling like coconut milk body wash, and whisper, “Thanks for letting me use your stuff, babe. It’s honestly so much better than what I’ve been using.”

You raised an eyebrow, folding your arms. “You know you’re not supposed to be using all of it, right?”

Denki just grinned, wrapping his arms around you. “I mean, it’s not like I use all of it. Just a little bit… Every time I visit. You don’t mind, do you?”

Your playful sigh was all the answer he needed before you kissed his cheek, secretly enjoying the fact that your bathroom had somehow turned into his personal spa.

hii, I have a request if it’s not too much work. denki x online gf reader. all of his friends think he’s lying about her but for their spring break the reader flies from America to Japan to visit denki for the first time (reader is in a hero course in America aswell) :p

Denki x Online GF!Reader - The Surprise Spring Break Visit

It was a sunny morning in Japan, and the UA campus was buzzing with excitement for the upcoming spring break. Denki Kaminari, the class clown and the most energetic member of Class 1-A, was practically vibrating with excitement. He couldn’t stop talking about his girlfriend — someone who everyone assumed was just an imaginary online relationship.

“You guys, seriously, she’s real! She’s flying in from America! You’ll meet her when she gets here!” Denki insisted for what felt like the hundredth time, his voice bright with enthusiasm as he bounced in his seat.

The others exchanged skeptical glances. They loved Denki, but this was a bit much. Everyone knew he was a bit of a flirt, so they assumed the ‘online girlfriend’ was just another one of his harmless jokes. But Denki had insisted so many times, they couldn’t help but doubt him.

“Yeah, sure, Denki. When we meet her, will she be just as ‘real’ as your other ‘girlfriends’?” Kirishima teased, nudging him with a grin.

“Dude, I’m telling you, this is the real deal!” Denki said, a determined look on his face. “She’s coming all the way from America to meet me! You’ll see.”

The week passed by quickly, and the day of the big arrival came. Denki had been bouncing around all morning, practically shaking with anticipation. He’d made all the arrangements — from the airport pick-up to the meeting spot — and couldn’t wait for his friends to finally believe him.

Finally, the moment came. Denki stood at the airport gate, nervously glancing at the clock, his phone clutched tightly in his hand. A few minutes later, a familiar face appeared, and Denki’s heart leapt in his chest.

There she was. Y/N. His online girlfriend, looking even more stunning in person. Her warm smile was brighter than any of his expectations, and Denki rushed over to meet her, completely ignoring the stunned looks from his classmates who had tagged along.

“Y/N!” Denki grinned, running up to her. Without thinking, he pulled her into a tight hug, lifting her off the ground in excitement. “I can’t believe you’re finally here!”

Y/N laughed, adjusting her bag before wrapping her arms around him. “I missed you too, Denki. It’s so crazy being here… but I’m happy to finally meet you in person.”

The others, standing a bit further away, were frozen in shock. They couldn’t believe it. Denki's online girlfriend was real. They had assumed it was some elaborate joke or a figment of his imagination, but here she was, standing right in front of them, looking exactly like the photos Denki had shown them. She was even more beautiful in person.

“Okay, okay, we need to admit it. He wasn’t lying.” Kirishima said, rubbing the back of his neck, still in disbelief.

Denki's grin widened. “Told you! See, I told you she was real!”

Y/N gave a shy smile and waved at the group, her cheeks turning a light pink. “Hi, I’m Y/N. I know this must be a surprise for everyone, but I’m really happy to be here.”

As everyone started to warm up to the idea of Denki’s ‘real’ relationship, they began to ask Y/N questions. “So, you’re in the hero course back in America?” Momo asked, genuinely curious.

“Yeah, just like Denki. We met through some shared interests, and we’ve been talking ever since. He’s kind of a big deal to me.” Y/N chuckled softly, glancing up at Denki with affection.

The group couldn’t help but smile, seeing how genuine their connection was. Even though they had doubted Denki’s relationship at first, seeing how happy he was now, they couldn’t help but be supportive.

“Alright, alright. We’ll admit it. You got us, man.” Bakugo grumbled, though there was a slight hint of a smile on his face. “Just don’t get too mushy in front of us, okay?”

Denki laughed and gave him a thumbs-up. “No promises! She’s my girlfriend, I’m gonna be all over her!”

Y/N playfully punched Denki’s shoulder. “Careful, or you’ll make me regret coming to Japan!”

The rest of the day was filled with laughter, exploring, and bonding. Even though Denki’s friends had been skeptical, they could see how much the two cared for each other. The chemistry between Denki and Y/N was undeniable.

And as the day went on, everyone started to think: maybe Denki wasn’t just the class clown after all. Maybe he was more serious about this relationship than they had given him credit for.

My favorite selection! I drew all these pictures in three hours in total. I think it was some kind of productivity explosion.

𝐦𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭: @princesayumi4k ఌ Note for Mimi: Thank you for taking the idea that Dabi would burn his handprint(s) into you. I love when people do this, and no worries, you don't have to give credits! ♡︎

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𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐈: ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀  ⠀⠀ I think his preference(s) would depend on his mood, but as I said in my headcanons for Shigaraki post, he'd love his lovers tits or waist, since waist is not an option, I'd say tits, he'd love to fondle them, hold them, kiss them, lick them, maybe suck on them or make you give him a titjob. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀  𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄...I feel like he and you'd be laying in bed together, skin to skin, he'd act all innocent, but of course, it's Tomura. He'd sit there and then start gently rubbing around your nipple, almost in a comforting way, and he'd get on top of you, you thought he'd ask for a titjob, but he just peppered kisses on your chest and he'd even flick his tongue out when he got closer to your nipple. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 

𝐃𝐀𝐁𝐈:⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ He'd love your ass, without even thinking— the answer is ass. He'd smack it, eat it, fuck it, and his favorite...he'd burn his handprints into it, and above, on your lower back.⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀  (𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐀 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋...) He loves when you're on your period (sometimes), because he can fuck you in two other holes— he likes fucking your ass more though, it's really tight— so he says.

𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐖𝐀:⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀  ⠀⠀ I know some people may disagree, but this man loves thighs, he'd have a long day at work and want to be choked by them, lay in them like a pillow, maybe even give them hickies— if he's not that exhausted. Either way, it will end up in him plowing you, so it wouldn't matter.

𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎: ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ You mean to tell me some of you look at this man and say he's not an ass guy? He is the ass guy. He'd be leaning towards Dabi a bit, loving to fuck your ass and eat it, but he'd probably enjoy smacking it more than those two— or anything else.⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄: You and Bakugo would be in training, and of course, just one word I'll say; flexibility. He'd see you turn around for a millisecond and stop talking to whoever (if he was even talking to someone) and just stare at your ass, after training he'd pin you down, your backside facing him, he'd smack your ass so hard that it burned like hell, growling about how hot you looked all training. But you knew damn well you looked like a sweaty mess.⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ 

𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐊𝐒: If you were to ask him this question (or anyone else), he probably would take hours to choose. But his final decision would probably be your tits, loving to see them jiggle when you were battling, when you were bouncing on his cock, and he loved squishing his face in them when you two were alone, he'd act like a baby who craved its mothers milk.

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍: He's likely the kinkiest character in MHA, so just a warning, this will be a...strange one.⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ He'd say ass, he'd love it like Dabi, but his favorite thing would be basically shoving his tongue in your ass— there, I said it. He'd love eating your ass, no matter how disgusting that sounds, he'd genuinely eat it. And then he'd shove his girthy dick inside after, using his spit as lube for his dick.

𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐊𝐈: Tits, 100% tits, titties, boobs, boobies, manhandles, breasts— whatever you call them— he loves them. If you can think of anything that has to do with tits and sex, you and him have done it. With his quirk, it gets interesting, he'd shock your nipples and sometimes it gets dangerous, but it's kind of exciting, in a way.

december, again | d. kaminari

you wrote "december, again" about heartbreak. you didn't expect to meet someone who'd sing every word back like he'd lived it too.

the green room was quiet—dim and humming with low light, the scent of hot tea and stage dust clinging to the corners. you sat cross-legged on the worn velvet couch, cradling a chipped mug between your palms, listening to the soft static of the soundcheck being patched through the in-ear monitors coiled beside you.

your guitar sat in its stand nearby, already tuned, the strap worn from years of shows and nerves. you had done this so many times before—but tonight felt different.

tokyo was the biggest venue on the tour so far. a full room. a sold-out show. an unfamiliar city and a familiar ache in your chest. you'd played coffee shops, tiny festival tents, even the occasional college auditorium—but this was your first international stage, and the butterflies were relentless.

you glanced at your phone, already on do not disturb, but still lit up with a few unread messages. one was from your tour manager. one from your sister. and one, tucked between them, was a twitter notification.

@lightningmcme

im the guy in the front row screaming every word. respectfully

you smiled without meaning to. your thumb hovered over the screen for a second longer than necessary, rereading the tweet. it was stupidly charming—just like all his other tweets.

you remembered him. the blonde with the ridiculous username. he'd been tweeting about your music for years. always saying something half-sincere and half-stupid, like your lyrics had personally destroyed him in the grocery store or that he'd cry if you ever released a deluxe version.

and he always meant it. every word.

you weren't supposed to follow fans back—not often, anyway. but his account had popped up more times than you could count. sweet. supportive. never creepy. just... soft.

so when you followed him and sent a quick thank you, you hadn't expected the all-caps panic or the flustered spiral of gratitude. you definitely hadn't expected to still be messaging him days later. he was funny. kind. endearingly honest. it was easy.

and now he was here. somewhere in that crowd. front row, he'd said. you hadn't looked yet. didn't dare. not until the lights hit you.

you pressed your hand to your chest, just for a second, trying to calm the stupid flutter that rose there.

"two minutes," someone called from the hallway.

you stood slowly, adjusting your mic pack, and reached for your guitar. as you walked toward the wings, the sounds of the crowd drifted in—laughter, chatter, low excitement building into something tangible. the air buzzed.

the lights backstage flickered as the crew called final cues. you did one last breath check, settled your fingers on the strings, and exhaled.

showtime.

the stage lights washed over you in a warm gold as you stepped out, your guitar slung across your shoulder. a hush fell over the audience, the kind that always made your heart beat a little harder.

"hi," you said into the mic, breath catching on the tail end of a smile. "i'm... really honored to be here tonight. i've been writing songs in my bedroom since i was sixteen, and somehow you all made it feel like something real."

soft cheers rippled through the audience. somewhere near the front, someone whooped.

you scanned the barricade briefly, and there he was—blond hair tousled, jacket sleeves rolled up to his elbows, absolutely beaming. he looked like he hadn't blinked since you walked onstage. mouth already forming the lyrics before you even began.

denki.

you felt a grin pull at your lips.

"this first song..." you said, adjusting the strap on your shoulder. "it's called 'december, again'. it's about holding onto something long after it's let go of you.

the opening chord rang clear. you let yourself fall into it.

i bought your favorite drink out of habit left it in the fridge 'til it went bad wore your sweater out in public just to see if anyone would ask

you sang like you were remembering every ache in real time. the lights were low and soft, like candlelight, and you could hear the audience singing with you.

your name still fits wrong in my mouth but it's the only thing i don't spit out

the lights dimmed slightly, drawing the audience closer. you caught sight of denki mouthing the words, his hands clasped against the barricade like he didn't trust himself not to float away.

it's december, again and i swore i'd be fine but the lights look like your headlights and the cold feels like that night when you left without saying goodbye and i still stand by the door like i'm waiting for you to come back in it's december, again and i'm missing you like it just happened

the audience went silent as you strummed your guitar. it was a silence that proved they were listening. really listening.

friends ask how i'm doing i lie like it's my second language there's still boxes in my closet of the pieces i can't manage

a girl in the third row wiped her eyes. you caught her movement out of the corner of your eye and softened your voice.

i sleep better with the TV on but you still show up when the volume's gone

it's december again and i swore i'd be fine but the lights look like your headlights and the cold feels like that night when you left without saying goodbye and i still stand by the door like i'm waiting for you to come back in it's december, again and i'm missing you like it just happened do you think of me at all? when it starts to snow when someone plays our song too slow i burned all the letters but not the words i still remember what i never heard

you opened your eyes again and let them rest on him. denki. he hadn't moved. his expression was soft, reverent, like he'd never seen anything more important than you at that moment.

it's december, again and the silence is loud you're still gone but i'm not proud of the way i keep breaking like it's some kind of vow and i still stand by the door like i don't know how this ends it's december, again and i'm missing you like it just happened

the last chord faded into a hush.

a beat of silence.

then the applause began—gentle, reverent. a swell of warmth.

you scanned the crowd.

denki was still at the barricade.

still glowing.

not in a flashy, spotlight kind of way—but in the way someone looks when they've found something they didn't know they needed.

you played the rest of your set like you were singing just for him.

⋆˙⟡

when you stepped offstage, your hands were still buzzing. you passed your guitar to one of the techs, accepted a bottle of water with shaking fingers, and headed straight for the security staff near the wing.

"hey," you said. "can i ask a favor?"

one of them looked up. "depends. how weird is it?" you smiled. "sweet blond boy. front row. looks like he sings along to everything even when he's about to cry. think you can bring him back here?"

the guy laughed. "yeah, i know exactly who you mean."

⋆˙⟡

denki didn't know how to move.

people were leaving. voices echoing. but he just stood there, staring at the empty stage like it still had something to give him.

he was pretty sure he hadn't blinked since you looked at him. actually looked at him. he had replayed it ten times in his head already. the exact second your gaze found his and you smiled.

his knees were weak.

and then a security guard was walking toward him.

"hey," the guy said. "you're the blond one, right? artist wants to see you backstage."

denki had exactly three brain cells functioning, and all of them screamed.

he followed the guard without speaking. his legs felt fake. his mouth was dry. this had to be a dream. it had to be.

backstage smelled like lights and sweat and something warm—something safe.

he tried not to trip over a cable as the door opened.

⋆˙⟡

you were curled up in a hoodie over your stage outfit, sat in a chair, when the door opened.

there he was.

golden and breathless and so clearly overwhelmed you almost stood up just to steady him.

"hi," you said, heart hammering. "denki, right?"

he nodded fast. too fast. "hi—yeah. yes. oh my god."

you laughed. "it's okay. you made it."

he blinked. "did i black out?"

"maybe a little."

you motioned for him to sit. he did. slowly. like it might be a trap.

"i just wanted to thank you," you said. "like i said, i've seen your tweets. your support. it's... it's meant more than you know."

denki looked like he might combust.

"i'm the one who's grateful," he said. "you wrote the soundtrack to my favorite breakdowns."

you grinned. "best compliment i've ever received."

there was a pause. something soft.

he glanced around, cheeks flushed. "this is... insane. you're, like, the reason i made it through last winter. that song? 'december, again'? i think i listened to it every day for two months. not even because i was heartbroken, i just—i don't know. it made me feel like i wasn't broken for feeling too much."

you blinked. slowly. carefully.

then denki tilted his head and said, "can i ask you something kind of personal?"

"sure," you said. "shoot."

"what got you into music?"

you smiled, soft and a little faraway. "i guess... i always felt a little too much. too loud in my head. writing was the only way i could let it out without exploding. and then one day, i put it to chords, and it stuck. it felt right. like i was finally telling the truth."

denki was quiet for a moment, like he didn't want to break the silence. then he said, "well, i'm really glad you did."

you looked at him, his wide eyes and messy hair and nervous energy. and then, without really thinking about it, you asked, "are you doing anything right now?"

he blinked. "me?"

you laughed. "yeah, you."

denki shook his head. "no, i... i mean, i was probably just gonna cry in a ramen shop alone about this whole night, so—"

"perfect," you cut in. "come cry in a ramen shop with me instead."

he stared. "wait. you're serious?"

"dead serious," you said. "you comin'?"

he nodded vigorously. "yes, of course."

you stood, grabbing your jacket. "cool. i know a good noodle spot. let's go, sweet blond boy from barricade."

and denki followed you out into the cold tokyo night, warm from something that had nothing to do with the stage lights.

and everything to do with you.

denki teehee

things i think denki would do whilst flirting:

- if you were sad about something or having a bad day he’d write you a rap about it

example of his rap:

“i’m a lyrical genius

bars go hard like an erect penis”

- would ironically call you mommy

- if you sent a photo of yourself he’d reply to it with “i just busted”

- will facetime you whilst on the toilet

- will say out of pocket/ freaky things then just shout “pause!” after as if it’s like a rewind button for real life

- is so down bad it’s actually kind of funny

- says like horribly disgusting things and it’s never really clear if he’s joking or not but it’s also endearing in a way

example:

y/n: hold on i’ll be back, i have to use the restroom.

denki: why go to the restroom when i could be your toilet

- calls you dear

- is absolutely evil if you’re easily flustered

- gets unreasonably upset when you don’t tell him something

(this is utterly and totally inspired and directly taken from the guy im currently talking to)

𝑴𝑯𝑨 𝑩𝒐𝒚𝒔' 𝑰𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒎 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒔. 𝑷𝒕.𝟏!

I haven't really made any posts but I tried to be fun with the bio and names.

The MHA Boys asking for homework answers! (Pt.2)

Asking the MHA boys for homework answers! (Pt.1)

Pt.2

Eijiro kirishima

Denki Kaminari

Izuku Midoriya

Katsuki Bakugo

Shoto Todoroki

Katsuki is over prepared, aggressively annoyed at suffering and takes excellent care of himself. this extends to the idiots in the common room.

My favorite duo tbh (jiro and bakugou are also pretty great tho)

Denki wanted eyeliner so bad, so he went to bug the best makeup artist he knew. :) unfortunately jiro was busy. Denki in his leather jackets wants to mimic bakugou and jiro like everyday. he wants to be cool biker edgy teen too please! thats why he likes kirishima, he can sense his past goth phases.

Tokoyami also wants eyeliner, unfortunately- his face is feathers :( poor goth boy.

My brain has so many ideas for the members of the A-1 Band. Back when i got into this fandom i didn't do fanart, so i just need to get some out of my system.

All my art can be seen as platonic or romantic! Its just for fun :p

Bnha g/t prompt where burrower Denki Kaminari uses his quirk and short circuits/goes brain dead, and unknowingly ends up wandering out into the open to where the giant is.

Started watching My Hero Academia again after watching partway through it in like 2020 and then forgetting about it, and I forgot how much this show (and man) has a chokehold on me.

Un-glitched version below :3

Aaand my collection is getting bigger

The links to the individual pieces:

Kirishima, Izuku, Katsuki, Denki and Shoto.

There are also links of the wips of those (except Shoto because I forgot to take pictures) if you're interested to see how I made them.

More redraws of MHA screencaps pt.3

More redraws of MHA screencaps pt.2

And I found way too many redraws of screencaps of MHA.

... in fact so many, I need to split them in multiple posts.

Finished it ❤️ I'm going to hang it on the wall somewhere. Turned out amazing.

And I cannot believe I managed to make the paper curl with only colored pencils. (And yes, I used a black marker for the jacket but the paper was curling before already)

Hiii, it's been a long time. A lot going on in real life currently.

I found myself something new to be obsessed with and I am also slowly changing to original art supplies. IDK why, but it's currently more fun to draw on paper than on my tablet.

I doubt that I'll ever start posting frequently.

A little WIP:

And here also the reference, if you want to see:

Update: after some procastination, I finally managed to do the lineart and yeah, the hand still looks to me a little whonky. But this is the biggest thing I've ever drawn except ugly drawings in school 😀

I'm still thinking about if I should color it or go for a more comic like style. But I love that piece already ❤️

Hiii, it's been a long time. A lot going on in real life currently.

I found myself something new to be obsessed with and I am also slowly changing to original art supplies. IDK why, but it's currently more fun to draw on paper than on my tablet.

I doubt that I'll ever start posting frequently.

A little WIP:

And here also the reference, if you want to see: