#kaminari fluff

[uravichii]

pov: you're drop-dead gorgeous (and they don't know how to deal with it)

character/s: bakugo katsuki, shinsou hitoshi, kaminari denki, todoroki shouto

genre: fluff, crack (?), them hyping u up like there's no tomorrow, uhh reader wears makeup 🤕

notes: this is for all u pretty mfs aka all of u whether u believe it or not YOU ARE PRETTY AMD HOT AND AMAZING 😡‼️ also disclaimer: the boys love u not just for your face. they think you're so cool for being beautiful inside n out and this is just them appreciating the out 🧎‍♀️

bakugo katsuki thinks you're so pretty that his only response to it is to be angry. he'd watch intently the way you'd smooth your clothes down and cutely fiddle with your hair in the mirror as if there's even anything to fix. he'll cup your pretty face in his hands and squeeze your cheeks together (cuteness aggression probably), "tell me why you're so fucking pretty all the time? what are you so pretty for, huh?!"

bakugo katsuki would always watch you do your makeup and hair and then slip into the prettiest clothes only you can pull off and he's just mesmerized by the whole thing.

"katsuki, please stop drooling and get dressed. we're gonna be late."

his only response is: "fuck off."

because he can never deny nor hide the fact that he constantly admires you every chance he gets. he storms his way to you and snatches a shimmery eyeshadow from your makeup bag. "tch, you don't even need any of this shit."

"you don't like it, katsuki?" you stare up at him doe-eyed, easily making his heart skip a beat.

"h-hah?! i didn't say that!" he shoves it to your hand, "now do this glittery shit next!"

and you just ditch whatever plans you'd made and spend the rest of the night trying on different makeup looks. he'll insist that you sit on his lap while you doll yourself up just because, and you gladly do so but then you both end up wearing a full face of glam makeup 🧍‍♀️ he doesn't know how he just let it happen but he's like, "whatever makes you fucking happy, y/n."

he then proceeds to tell you that, "every one of those ugly extras should grovel at your feet, worship the ground you walk on, and then beg for your forgiveness."

"forgive them for what?"

he stares blankly at you. "for breathing the same air as you."

bakugo katsuki's not active on social media at all but on his instagram, his first and only post is a photo dump of just youー the selfies you took on his phone, your date outfits, candid photos (by courtesy of bakugo katsuki) of you smiling at a stray cat, the power nap you took on his shoulder, and his favorite one by far: a photo of you wearing his black tank top that completely swallows you up, holding up two little peace signs on your cheeks.

and of course, he captions it, "u and ur ugly ass wish u were y/n."

shinsou hitoshi is convinced he's dating a model. he doesn't know how it happened, but he is a little proud of whatever the hell was in him that managed to rizz you up.

he thinks you look amazing in absolutely anything. so when you go clothes shopping together, he casually picks up all types of clothes from the racks until there's a whole pile of them in his arms.

when you shoot him a questioning look about it, he only says, "think you'll look amazing in these, babe."

he also picks up some accessories and just wears them on youー hats, sunglasses, hair pins, and you just let him because each time you let him accessorize you, he gives those little comments like, "amazing." "cute" "this one's tacky; i put it on you as a joke but you pull it off for some reason." "yes. slayed." he made you wear cat ears one time and he just melts right there, immediately taking a photo of you for his new lockscreen.

it bothers shinsou hitoshi a lot when people stare at you even when they can clearly see his hand on the small of your back. he'll slide closer to you and kiss the top of your head all the while he gives them a death stare he wishes he could do more.

he squeezes your waist a little to call your attention.

"hm? what's up, hitoshi?"

he looks at you blankly, taking in your features in awe as if for the first time again. then he stuffs your face into his chest, your legs staggering as you grab a hold of his forearms.

"hey, what are you doing?" you giggle in his chest. he's relieved you can't see his flushed cheeks. "hitoshiii"

"you're too good for this world, y/n. i need to start gatekeeping you."

what blows shinsou hitoshi's mind the most is how you're probably unaware of your effect on him, no matter how many times he's called you all synonyms of the word, 'beautiful'

he's sat on the couch, a tiny smile of adoration tugging on his lips when he sees you running up to him. your eyes brim with excitement as you call his name, truly the prettiest ones he's ever seen.

"something happened?ー" he pauses when you lean your face so close to his. he sinks back into the couch as the tips of ears start to turn red.

it takes a moment until he realizes that you're showing off the purple eyeshadow you had done on yourself, batting your eyelashes at him as you wait for his response bc right now he's just staring at you like 😦💘‼️‼️‼️

"it's the one you picked out from the mall yesterday. is it pretty?"

"y/n." his hands slowly find their way to your waist, "i don't believe you're real sometimes. you are possibly the most beautiful person i've ever seen."

"really?"

"god," he pulls you by the waist until you're sat on his lap, your legs straddling him. "you have no idea."

remember how bakugo said all those extras should be groveling at your feet and worshipping you? yeah, it's kaminari denki. he worships you.

he thinks you're beautiful and he's LOUD about it.

he's constantly bragging about you to his friends and showing off your photos (if you're comfy w/ that), "oh this? oh yeah, this is is y/n, the coolest, funniest, drop dead gorgeous, most ethereal person on earth and they're dating ME."

and bakugo would just grab his phone and knock it against his head with a thud 🤕, "WE FUCKING GET IT. NOW, SHUT UP, DUMBASS."

he'll rub his head while cackling, "whatever, i'm dating Y/N. who cares about anything if you're dating y/n?"

kaminari denki doesn't love you just for your beauty though. you're not just some eye candy to him. if someone ever called you one though, you bet he's zapping their ass and with the whole bakusquad by his side because somehow they feel obligated to protect you now too. 🧍‍♀️ (denki's effect)

and just as much as he compliments your beauty everyday, he never forgets to let you know how beautiful your heart is too. in fact, he calls you 'angel' because how could someone be this beautiful and be so kind and caring to him at the same time?

"sometimes.." he looks up pensively from his lap where you lay your head, "i feel like i've been blessed by the heavens when i got to date you.

"denkiー"

"don't even think i'm exaggerating, y/n!" he pokes your cheek when you turn your head to look at him, "you're amazing. i don't know what i did for you to give me a chance."

there are times though when a part of kaminari denki feels a little insecure because he thinks he looks quite stupid next to you, and it doesn't help either that the bakusquad never lets him hear the end of it 😔

"denki, you don't look stupid because you're next to me. you do that on your own."

"aww, thank yー hol' up." 🤨

he's pouting but you immediately wipe that off by apologizing and peppering his face with kisses, ending it with a loud smooch on his lips with a "mmmwah!"

kaminari denki now can't remember what you're even apologizing for in the first place.

you and todoroki shouto are so beautiful, the visuals are blinding 😩 you'd walk to your classroom together, him opening the door for you and you smiling at him, lovingly squeezing his arm as a silent 'thank you,' and people just stare with their mouths agape, not knowing who exactly to be jealous of.

shouto definitely stares the most though until it concerns midoriya, "t-todoroki-kun, you haven't moved in three minutes. are you okay?" because he might as well have drawn hearts on his eyes and stab an arrow to his heart with the way he looks at you.

todoroki shouto always kisses your eyes, nose, cheeks, hair, and your lips, of course, just to let you know how beautiful he thinks they are.

he thinks whatever you do or wear is so pretty, hence, the many, many photos of you on his phone. his lockscreen changes every 2 days because everyday he just gets a prettier shot of you, and he always shows them to you and to his friends and siblings ☹️ because everyone, including you, should appreciate what a beauty you are!

"this looks great! you'd make a great photographer, shouto" you lean in to kiss his cheek, immediately sending a flush across his face.

"well..." he looks to the ground, the feeling of your lips still lingering on his right cheek. "that's all you... you're beautiful. i don't know how it has anything to do with me, but thank you."

and then he leans closer, tilting his head to the side to silently ask for another kiss. you laugh softly at this, and when you cup his cheeks in your hands and start planting kisses all over his face the way he does to you, shouto confirms it in his mindー y/n is an angel.

todoroki shouto would get a little overboard with the photos though because he'll spam that button and keep every single one. when you ask why keep the blurry ones, he explains, "that's still a photo of you. why would i delete it?"

he also has a photo of his point of view from when he had his head on your lap. he said he wanted to capture "the happiest moment of his life." you convince yourself it's sweet but it's literally just a photo of your chin in a weird angle.

"shouto, that's just my chin."

he looks at you dead in the eye. "y/n, you have a lovely chin."

you call him a weirdo, which surprises him a little, but then you drape your arms around his neck and pepper kisses all over his face again because who else in the world would say that to you?

[haikyuubby]

hot spring with the mha boys

❀ - featuring: midoriya, bakugo, todoroki, kirishima, kaminari

female reader

reader and said characters are in a mixed hot spring!

MIDORIYA

• he’s so nervous

• keeps a respectful distance

• you might catch him staring ngl 💀

• once he realizes that you caught him he apologizes

• but after you assure him that it’s okay he calms down

• tries to make conversation but ends up getting nervous

• after a while, he gets comfortable and acts normal

• he’ll prolly say something like “You look really pretty, y/n.”

• when y’all get out he says “That was nice, y/n. Let’s do that again sometime.” with a smile.

BAKUGO

• also very nervous

• but tries to not show it

• when u catch him staring at you he denies it and splashes you 😭

• yk how whenever you’re in the pool with someone and they just DONT STOP SPLASHING YOU

• water gets all in ur eyes and mouth n shi

• and then you’re unable to catch your breath

• yea that typa shit happens with him

• even though splashing is frowned upon in hot springs 🤥

• but eventually he calms down a bit

• he tries to not look at you when you talk to him, because he doesn’t wanna get flustered

• eventually though he gets comfortable and starts teasing you

• especially after he caught u eye fucking him

• “Take a picture, it’ll last longer.” he says

• he’s such a shit lmao

• if y’all are comfortable enough w one another, he’s def initiate a make out sesh

• that’s only if you guys have the area or yourselves though

• overall, you’ll have a pretty fun experience

TODOROKI

• most tame out of everyone

• probably won’t get touchy-feely with you

• he’ll hold ur hand though

• doesn’t want to talk much

• he just wants to relax

• if you catch him staring at you, he’ll just simply say “Sorry. You look beautiful right now.” (😍)

• you two def make plans to do this again

KIRISHIMA

• he’s just really excited tbh

• also another one to just relax

• makes LOTS of conversation

• mainly to hide his nervousness but moving on

• compliments you

• idk he just seems like the type to just chill yk 😭

• overall, you had a pretty good experience

KAMINARI

• stares at your boobs 100%

• gives you lots of compliments

• has his hands all over you tbh

• you might have to tell him to chill out a bit bc yk… he needs to have some decorum 😭

• keeps conversation the whole time

• he makes the experience really fun tbh

• y’all would def go again sometime

[tired-teacher-blog]

Being kaminari Denki's girlfriend has always been a wild ride, filled with love, thrill and laughter.

Being his lover means receiving your daily good morning texts and heaps of pictures -throughout the day- of random things he encounters during his shifts, that he finds interesting and decides to share them with you.

It means spoiling you with foot rubs and relaxing massages after a long day's work, that always end in fullblown tickle wars and passionate make out sessions afterwards.

It means adventurous grocery shopping trips that wind up with you buying ridiculous items, which weren't even on your list to begin with, since your boyfriend is a little (big) brat who enjoys junk food and who's unashamed of whining and begging while kissing all over your face and neck -unmoved by the curious eyes of the people around- until you give in to him and allow him treats.

It means attempting to cook all your favorite meals which most of the time end in failure, but leaves you giddy with happiness.

It means trapping you under his weight to cover every inch of your delicious skin with little kisses and teasing nibbles until you're a laughing mess.

It means fun challenges in bed during mind-blowing steamy nights, testing each other's limits and attempting to hold out long enough to witness the other triple over the edge of bliss, thus announcing the night's victor.

Boredom, sadness, fear and stress are emotions you have long since forgotten, and it's all thanks to this goofy man who stubbornly clawed his way into your life while bringing love along with him.

Divider by @/saradika

[koishiro]

Dating Denki Kaminari <3

[slayfics]

You paint Denki’s nails.

800 words~

You carefully stroked the brush across your nails, ensuring to lay down an even level of paint.

“Man, that’s a strong smell,” Denki said, walking up to sit next to you on the couch.

“Oh sorry, I guess I could move to my dorm,” you said, placing the nail polish brush back in the bottle.

“No it’s fine- by all means continue cutie~” he said, in his usual flirty tone.

You rolled your eyes and continued to paint your nails.

“Hey, what’s that look for?” He asked defensively.

“Nothing little Pichu,” you said, continuing to paint and not looking up at him. You didn’t exactly mind Denki’s casual flirting, but it did irritate you that he flirted with anything that moved. You found it impossible to take any of his compliments seriously when he tossed them around so casually to anyone.

“Pichu? What happened to Pikachu, hm?” He asked, making himself comfortable on the couch.

“Pichu fits you better. He also hurts himself when he uses his electricity,” you said laughing.

“Ouch! Ok, you got me, but I’m working on it! I don’t fry my brain as much as I used to anymore!” Denki said, defending himself.

"I know I know, you've been working really hard," You agreed as you finished up with your nails. "Hey, let me do yours." You offered.

"What?! Paint my nails?" He asked, looking at you with a confused expression.

"Yeah come on, girls love a guy with painted nails. It'll help you," You said teasingly at him.

"Hmm, alright go ahead then. Besides, I'll take any excuse for a cutie to be close to me," He said laughing and sticking out his hands for you.

You playfully hit him on the shoulder for his remark.

"Hey!" He laughed, "You're being extra feisty today."

"You deserved it!" You said searching your bag to choose colors for him. "Hmmm- how about yellow and black? Maybe- your index and ring finger yellow then the rest black? That's pretty spicy I think."

"Sure I trust your judgment," he said, shrugging his shoulders.

You untwisted the cap of the nail polish and pulled his index finger closer to you. Denki watched as you carefully painted even strokes of color onto his nails. His heart beat just a little fast at how close you were to him.

"Wow, ok, I see your vision now. This is looking pretty cool. And~ since you're handing out tips~ what else do you think would help me with the ladies?" He asked, tilting his head as he watched you switch to the black nail polish.

"Be more picky," You said plainly as you continued to paint.

"Hm? What do you mean?" He asked.

"You flirt with everyone Kaminari, and everyone knows it- no girl wants that," You explained. "Girls like to feel special. They don't want to be with someone they think would just date anyone. They have to feel like you mean it when you say you like them or call them cute. So, stick to flirting with one girl. Maybe you'll have better luck that way."

"Ohh- Ok, I think I get what you're saying," Denki responded and looked solemn for a moment as he processed your words.

You two sat in silence for a few moments as you began painting his next hand.

"Hey- do... Do you want to go to the arcade tomorrow?" Denki asked, his voice sounding unusually unsure.

"Sure, you gonna kick Kirishima's ass at Mortal Kombat again?"

Denki laughed, "Always! But um- no... I meant... Do you want to go to the arcade... with just me?" He clarified.

You paused painting his nails and looked up at him, "What?" You exclaimed surprised by his question.

"Well- you just told me I should focus on one girl and... If I'm being honest- you're the one I think about all the time. I'm not just saying flirty stuff to be charming or something- I... I mean it with you," He explained, as he searched your dumbfounded expression desperate for an answer.

You felt like your whole body was paralyzed. Was Denki being serious? All those times he flirted with you- he wasn't just joking? Did he really mean everything he said?

Your cheeks warmed up the more you processed his words.

Denki began to panic at your silence, "Oh man, you can totally forget everything I just said if I made this weird. I don't want to ruin our friendship or anything!"

"No! It's not that- I... I uh... yeah- let's go to the arcade tomorrow. Just you and me," You said, your blush deepening as you went back to eyeing his fingers to avoid his gaze. It was suddenly hard to look him in the eyes now.

"Yeah? You want to?!" He exclaimed excitedly. "Ok! It's a date then."

Tags: @unofficialmuilover @maddietries @fiannee

[darkmajesty-xo]

the spark between us pt.1

18+ MDNI| himbo!kaminari , cherrychaser!shinsou, nerdy!reader

this was an absolute disaster.

out of all the students in your soc theory class, the professor had paired you with none other than denki fucking kaminari.

why is this such a big deal ?

for starters, he’s an idiot. there isn’t an intelligent thought going on in that pretty blonde head. the only reason he was even enrolled at Yuuei University was athletics. he was set to go pro but the league required at least three years of college before an athlete could be drafted. school was literally a placeholder for him until he was able to do what he really wanted.

secondly, it would be extremely difficult to be partnered with this beautiful idiot because you had the hugest crush on him.

what’s not to like about kaminari ? he’s handsome, funny and charismatic—undeniably one of the most popular guys in school. a super bubbly, “life of the party, attitude that was the complete opposite of your shy, reserved nature.

he was also taken, so that ruined your chances of anything happening if you were even his type to begin with. as far as you knew, he’d never spared you a second glance. so, why was he walking over to your lunch table with his boyfriend in tow.

you knew shinsou a little better than kaminari—he was the son of your favorite professor and you had a couple classes together. on a few occasions he’d lean over to ask for the date or a spare pencil. and it definitely made your heart race when he’d whisper “thanks, kitty” , referring to your favorite headband, and wink before turning around.

okay, so maybe you had a crush on both of them but that made things even more difficult!

“hey, yn!” kaminari shouted as he approached.

god, he was so loud. half the cafe turned to look in your direction. you sunk in your seat silently praying that the ground would swallow you hole.

“helloooo— earth to yn. anybody home?”

he was getting closer and there was absolutely no way out of this, so you gave a small wave as he slid into the booth across from you. shinsou opted to sit next to you, throwing his long arm behind your head.

“hey, kitty. funny meeting you here” he smirked lazily, reaching into your lunch tray to pop one of the fries in his mouth.

“h-hi shinsou. hi k-kaminari” you replied, looking down at your fingernails. eye contact wasn’t your strong suit and it was especially intimidating with the two of them.

kaminari didn’t seem to notice. “no need to be so formal—all my friends call me kami or denki!”

“we’re not friends…” you mutter, sparing a glance at the blonde while chewing at your fingertips. seeing his pout made you immediately regret your words.

“ouch, sparky. sucks to be you” shinsou teases, taking another fry to throw at his boyfriend.

“dick” kaminari scoffs, before glancing back at you. there was the briefest moment that his honey brown eyes met your own before snapping back down. interesting, he thought to himself. “well, we may not be friends yet but i promise to win you over if you give me a chance ! whaddya say partner?”

he extends his hand for you to shake. they’re pale and pretty. with long veins popping out of the flesh and black painted fingernails. your mind flashes to thoughts of them caressing your body—would they be soft and smooth or rough and calloused ?

you knawed at your lip in contemplation. it wouldn’t hurt to try and be friends— you did have to work together anyway. and it would be nice to have someone to talk to outside of schoolwork. if you could manage to string together more than two sentences.

you dare glance up at his honey brown orbs for the briefest of moments before settling on his pouty lips.

“ohkay, k-kami” his lips curl into a smile as you extend your hand to meet his. static electricity courses through your fingertips causing you to yelp and pull back.

“looks like you two have chemistry” shinsou purrs, lazily fingering the tip of your cat eared headband.

kaminari looks at his boyfriend incredulously.

“no bro, i told you we have sociology!”

you and shinsou groan in unison. “whaaaat?” kaminari whines making you giggle. shinsou squeezes your shoulder and smirks down at you and heat immediately floods your face.

this is going to be a long semester.

[bakubunny]

tw: tic disorders

gn!reader | best friend!denki is the first and only person who never makes you feel ‘other’ed when you have tics. all of your friends are loving and accepting, sure, but they’re… different. denki never looks uncomfortable, nor is there pity or embarrassment in his eyes. he might hold your hand in public or ask if you’re okay, but he’s unphased. he laughs along at the funny moments and never makes you feel self conscious.

it’s no wonder you fell for him and kissed his cheek out of the blue one day. he playfully kissed your cheek back, not understanding your intentions. so you did it again, but this time you held his face and left a chaste kiss on the lips. all of a sudden he was grinning stupidly and red faced like you, asking what that was for. “i like you. you make me feel loved and a little more normal.” denki rubbed the back of his neck. “well, yeah. that’s because you are.”

mini gremlins: @dcsiremc @bookcluberror @zazter-den @i-literally-cant-with-this @r4td0lll

[doumadono]

Hey! I have an emergency request? If it’s okay and you feel like it, can I request Katsuki, Midoriya, Denki and Eijiro just helping you through a tough time with your family? Like you’re getting into arguments with your parents and it’s been bringing down your mood and mental health for a while. I’ve been going through a hard time with my family lately and it really sucks because we were actually doing pretty okay before.

I hope you have a good day and are taking care of yourself!! *sends virtual hugs* ⭐⭐❤️❤️

A/N: I'm really sorry to hear that you're going through a tough time with your family. It's completely natural for families to have their ups and downs, and even when things seem okay, challenges can arise. Things will get better, and you have the resilience to navigate through this tough period ♥ EMERGENCY REQS MASTERLIST

Kaminari

On a particularly gloomy day, as you were sitting in the hallway of the dorm feeling down after argument with your parents, you were suddenly greeted by an unexpected sight - Kaminari dressed head to toe as Pikachu. The sight of him in the costume made you burst into laughter, and your mood instantly lifted.

With his costume complete, Denki couldn't resist showing off a little. He activated his quirk, and a few sparks of electricity danced around his fingers, resembling Pikachu's abilities.

Grinning from ear to ear, Kaminari decided to make you forget about your sadness. He started humming the familiar Pokémon theme and took your hand, pulling you up from the floor.

At first, you were hesitant, but Kaminari's infectious enthusiasm was hard to resist. He began to dance with you right there in the corridor, twirling you around to the Pokémon melody.

As the two of you danced, you couldn't help but feel your spirits lifting. Kaminari's sense of humor and carefree attitude were contagious, and for a moment, you were able to forget about your family troubles.

"Whatever's bothering you, let's dance it away!" Denki suggested with a cheerful grin.

However, you soon noticed that you were attracting an audience. Members of class 1-A, including Mina, Mineta, Uraraka, Iida, Momo, and Shoto, had gathered to watch the unexpected spectacle in the hallway.

Mina and Mineta were giggling, Uraraka was cheering you both on, Iida was trying to maintain order and safety in the corridor, Momo had a bemused smile, and Shoto was just utterly confused, holding a bowl with soba in his hands.

Despite the embarrassment of being the center of attention, you couldn't deny that Denki's antics had succeeded in brightening your day. You continued to dance, laughing along with your classmates, grateful for the unexpected moment of joy in the midst of your family troubles.

Kirishima

As you sat alone in the common room, your thoughts clouded with family issues, Kirishima approached with a warm smile, holding a plate of homemade cookies.

"Hey there, Y/N," he greeted you warmly, taking a seat beside you on the couch. "I baked these myself. They might not win any beauty contests, but they're seriously delicious!"

Kirishima offered you one of the misshapen cookies, and you couldn't help but smile at their imperfections. When you took a bite, the taste was incredible, just as he had promised.

He asked what was wrong, and you told him about your recent argument with your family.

While savoring the cookie, Kirishima leaned in closer and initiated a heartfelt conversation. "You know, it's completely okay to have misunderstandings with your family. I've had my fair share too."

He shared some of his own experiences dealing with family conflicts, making you feel understood and less isolated in your struggles.

"Sometimes," he continued, "it's those misunderstandings that help us grow and learn how to communicate better."

Kirishima's words were like a comforting embrace, easing the weight of your worries. He encouraged you to keep moving forward and reminded you that you had friends who cared about you.

As your conversation continued, Kirishima noticed the longing look in your eyes when you glanced at his hair. Without hesitation, he leaned a bit closer. "You like my hair, right? It's really soft. Go ahead, you can pet it if you want. Maybe I'm not an adorable pet, but I can certainly offer some comfort right now."

You gently ran your fingers through his hair, savoring its incredible softness. It was a small but heartfelt gesture, a reminder that even amidst challenges, there were moments of warmth and friendship to cherish.

With Kirishima by your side, cookies in hand, and the soft touch of his hair, you felt a sense of comfort and camaraderie that helped you temporarily set aside your troubles and focus on the positivity of the moment.

Midoriya

It was a usual day at U.A. Academy, but as Izuku Midoriya glanced across the classroom, he couldn't help but notice the sadness in your expression during classes.

Throughout the lessons, he kept stealing concerned glances your way, growing more and more worried about your well-being.

After the final bell rang, signaling the end of the school day, Izuku decided to approach you. He knew he couldn't ignore the sadness he had seen in your eyes.

Back at the dormitory, he found you on the balcony, quietly gazing at the horizon. The sun was setting, casting a warm glow over everything.

Izuku stepped out onto the balcony and offered you a gentle smile. "Hey, I noticed you seemed a bit down during classes today. Is everything okay?"

You looked at him, your emotions close to the surface, and nodded. "I'm just… going through a tough time with my family."

Without a word, Izuku opened his arms, offering you a warm and reassuring hug. You accepted it gratefully, feeling the comfort of his presence.

"I understand how challenging family issues can be," he said softly. "But remember, it's okay to lean on your friends for support. We're here for you."

As you held onto that hug, you couldn't help but feel a sense of solace and understanding in Izuku's embrace. He reassured you that even in your darkest moments, there was a network of friends ready to stand by your side.

The two of you continued to watch the sunset together, the warmth of friendship and the beauty of the evening sky offering a glimmer of hope in your heart.

Bakugo

It was a particularly challenging day, and you found yourself standing in the corridor, lost in your thoughts, when suddenly Bakugo appeared out of nowhere. Without a word, he firmly grabbed your wrist and pulled you into his room.

You were taken aback by his sudden action, but Bakugo's stern expression left no room for questions. He shut the door behind you and turned to face you, his crimson eyes focused.

"What's wrong?" he demanded, his voice carrying a rare, genuine concern that you hadn't heard from him before.

Feeling the weight of your emotions, you began to explain the issues with your family that had been plaguing your mind. Bakugo listened intently, his usual brash demeanor replaced by a surprising attentiveness.

After hearing you out, he crossed his arms and let out a deep sigh. "Look, sitting around moping won't solve anything, dumbass. If you're feeling down, there's no better way to vent frustration than through a workout. Trust me on this, I'm a pro."

Bakugo's idea of helping you forget about your sadness was to channel it into something productive. Without waiting for your response, he started setting up some exercise equipment in his room.

"Come on," he urged, motioning for you to join him. "We're going to sweat out all that negativity. It's either that or wallowing in self-pity, and I won't stand for the latter, nerd."

Despite his brusque approach, you couldn't help but appreciate his determination to support you. You nodded, and together, you and Bakugo embarked on an intense workout session, pushing yourselves to your limits.

As you both exercised, the physical exertion began to clear your mind, and the endorphins started to kick in. Bakugo's unwavering determination and competitive spirit were contagious, and for a while, you found solace in the intensity of the workout.

By the time you finished, you felt physically exhausted but mentally refreshed. You realized that Bakugo's unorthodox method had indeed helped you forget about your sadness, even if just for a moment. It was a testament to his unique way of caring, and you couldn't help but be grateful for his support during your tough times.

[tteokdoroki]

✩࿐TRACK 06: BESIDE YOU. denki kaminari (2K)

about. upon finally escaping your toxic ex, your friends do a little scheming which leads to a hook up with an old high school friend looking for something more.

warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact! suggestive, sfw, slight angst, fluff, happy ending, weed mention, mutual pining, make outs, old friends to lovers, love confessions, fem!reader, pro hero!kaminari.

things to note. eee here it is!! the final fic, thank you for joining me on this journey. i’m quite proud of myself for completing a project like this!! enjoy my loves! special thanks to @maliciouslove for beta reading mwah - masterlist / series masterlist / series playlist ✩

you don’t go to parties. 

something about them makes it hard for you to find the appeal in bass boosted music and sweaty bodies complied into one uncomfortably tight space. the drinks are never to your liking, cheap and sour at house parties but overly priced and bitter at the clubs your friends drag you to on the weekends. 

you don’t go to parties because of the people too. 

sure it’s fun, when you’re dancing up on your friends, sharing a giggle and snapping selfies that’ll serve as reminders of your youth when your knees grow a little too fragile for the excessive ass shaking and grinding on your girls. but then as soon as you start to feel yourself loosening up, a drunk stranger who meets the bare minimum will start hitting on one of your friends and the other will be dragged away to dance amongst a circle of them with the promise of texting you when they’re safe (and done fucking randos) for the night.

one by one, they typically leave you to fend for yourself until you end up at the shitty bar getting pity drinks from the bar tender. often while another drunk stranger (who’s so pissed that they can’t tell their nose from their toes) tries to flirt with you until you feel physically sick. 

you don’t go to parties, because you’ve never needed them. your friends tell you that they’re a great place to meet people and mingle, perhaps even date — but you’ve had no need to ‘organically’ meet people up until recently, being tied down to your ex and all. the way you’d met had been super cute too, he’d worked at a coffee shop you frequented on the way to your 9-5 job and one day grew the confidence to leave his number on your cup. you had spent hours deliberating on what to text him, settling for a simple ‘hey :) <3’ and the rest had been blissful history. 

of course he started treating you like shit and dumped you for the next best thing. 

so lately (with the hope that you would start getting over him)  your friends have been hauling your sorry ass to whatever motive they could find — even if the event had been hosted by some rando on the street.

that’s how you ended up with an exclusive invite to a house party full of pro heroes. your friends had gone snooping into people you knew from high school and encountered mina ashidou, who you worked closely with as a student on the support course. she was more than happy to help you soothe your scars and find some new meat at one of her monthly rager house parties. and of course your friends snapped up the chance to try their luck with your old (now) pro hero friends.

to say you were nervous to see everyone again was an understatement, and for most of the night you kept to being a fly on the wall — watching the alcohol induced antics ensue. you don’t even want to be here, surrounded by people from your past who are clearly doing much better in life than you are right now. 

this is so stupid.

why did you even think that coming here would do you any good? listening to your out-going, party-goer friends was probably the worst decision you’ve ever made. who were you kidding? coming to this place to make your ex jealous? like that would work in a million years. you really should just leave before anyone notices, tell them you felt sick and that you couldn’t do this. mina would surely understand—

“there you are, cutie. i almost didn’t recognise you!”  looking up at the sound of a velvety, yet, chipper voice — you rack your brain to match its tone with the pair of sunrise-gold eyes peering down at you. “still stuck in your head i see. you remember me?” 

“k-kaminari!” you squeak out the syllables of the electric blonde’s name — shocked and surprised that pro hero chargebolt would even recognise you after all the time that’s passed since high school. from what you can remember about back then, denki kaminari was a friend of mina’s and so a friend of yours by extension. he was a good guy, struggled with his quirk but genuinely tried his best. “hi! how are you?” 

as if the blonde hadn’t heard your question, he swoops down to meet your height and presses an arm against the wall just above your head — asking you to repeat the question with a gentle smile. 

“what was that, sweetheart? 

you think you might fucking pass out from how close denki is. his citrusy cologne overwhelms your senses and from this close, you can tell how much he’s grown. through the smokiness of the party — the joints and the cigarettes, you can see that he’s much leaner and taller than when you were in school, with the right amount of muscle as well. his golden skin glows under mina’s party lights, his eyes are sleek and sensual but inviting too, and he’s so handsome you can feel yourself beginning to swim.

swallowing thickly, you stutter out. “i said…how are you?” 

“oh!” denki chuckles, the sound shooting straight through you warmly. “i’m doing good, better now that i’ve found you here cutie! mina told me you were coming.” cocking his head, he gives you the once over and that same smile from before returns to his pretty face. “you look good, i’ll admit, my jaw practically hit the floor when i first saw you from across the room.” 

what the fuck is going on here? 

while you’re flustered and certainly enjoying the attention from an old schoolmate — you can’t seem to piece together the puzzle, asking yourself exactly why he would be flirting with you. you haven’t seen denki since graduation aside from his TV appearances and marketing campaigns (which, by the way, his PR team are doing amazing at), so you’re confused as to what he wanted with you.

wishing the wall or the floor would swallow you whole — you press your hands gently into denki’s broad shoulders to push him away from you, surprised when he doesn’t budge. “uh…kaminari…”

“hmm?” 

grimacing, you avoid looking him in the eye, knowing you’ll melt into a puddle if you do. “why are you suddenly flirting with me?”

for a moment, the blonde looks taken aback but he quickly blinks the expression away and smirks down at you again. “‘cause i’m into you, duh!” you flinch when his soft hands (slightly rough due to his quirk) tilt your chin upwards and you lose yourself in his amber irises. “come on, lemme take you somewhere? i wanna be able to talk to you properly.” you frown in suspicion which only makes denki laugh cheekily. “promise i’m not a serial killer. i’m a hero now, remember?” 

relenting, you let the electric hero lead you away from the bustling crowd infiltrating the living room, hallways and kitchen — swallowing your heartbeat when he drags you up the stairs to one of ashido’s unoccupied bedrooms. kaminari has you seated on sheets with a thread count so high you fear they might cost half of your rent for the month. he clambers onto the bed beside you, so close that your shoulders bump and you can feel the warmth of his skin bleeding into yours. 

“so now that it’s just you and i… no other guys,” he purrs into the shell of your ear, coaxing you backwards into the sheets. there’s no interruptions, just you and him. “we can finally catch up a little, huh, cutie?” 

“uhuh…” you nod dumbly as you feel denki’s hand traverse up your thighs, stopping just under the hem of your shirt while he crawls on top of you. it’s nice, having someone touch you like this after so long, after your ex — but there’s a nagging feeling in the back of your mind telling you that this isn’t genuine or real. “w-wait!” you squeak when kaminari’s lips drop to your jawline, working their way up to your own.

denki, from what you’ve gathered, is a renowned fuck boy. now that he’s a little hotter (not that he wasn’t before) and more charming, he and his little friend sero hanta had been playing lucky dip with their dicks across the population right up until recently — when sero found himself in a long distance relationship. you had just gotten out of a long-term one yourself and you weren’t even sure if you could handle just having a bit of fun right now. 

the blonde peels away from you, faster than the speed of light, sitting back on his haunches. “hey, are you okay?” 

“yeah i’m just—“ you’re sure that you look a mess, clothes askew and chest heaving — but you have to make sure that this won’t be a mistake. “how do i know that you even like me, kaminari? we haven’t spoken in years, i just got out of a relationship and you’ve got this reputation now—“ 

it’s like kaminari can sense that you’re nervous and hesitant but just as easily as he can do that, he can also tell how badly you want this. “i’ve always liked you,” he says easily, unafraid, much unlike you. “but you never took me seriously back then. ‘nd i’m different now, i’m not nearly as slutty as you think.”

even in the darkness you can see a genuine glow to the electric hero’s golden eyes — you feel yourself trusting in him despite the charming front he puts up. “you made it a thing, yanno?” he continues, voice dipping into lower octaves that have your skin erupting in goosebumps. “in high school, you used to make a point of telling me that i’m not your type.” denki is all over you again, but he doesn’t push the boundaries of what you consent to. his hands only move further up when you let him, his nose pressed against your neck when you say yes. his lips on your skin when you plead. “how about now, cutie? judging by your reactions, i think i know what’s on your mind."

doubts and worries swirl around in your mind like a grade four hurricane. he’s making you dizzy, his scent, his smile, his words are driving you insane but you can’t help but worry. having sex with denki wouldn’t be the same has making love with someone you were once committed to but he still wants you, despite everything you’ve gone through. 

tilting your head up to face him, the electric blonde pulls you from your thoughts. “don’t worry, cutie. we won’t do anything you don’t want to.” he simpers, his canines just grazing your bottom lip. “but if you want me like i want you. then i’m here. anything to sate ya, beautiful.” 

“okay,” you swallow thickly, your shaky fingers coming up to rest on kaminari’s shoulders. “i want you.” 

“yeah?” he interrogates you lightly, searching through the sexual tension in the air for your absolute consent. bowing your body into denki’s, you breathe a quiet but firm  ‘yes’  which gives him to go ahead to push your legs apart with his knee. you’re so ready for him already and the fun has barely begun, your breathing hot and heavy as you cover your face at the indecent moans you let out. “don’t be shy, you decide how far we go tonight — i just wanna make you mine.” 

and with that, you decide to trust denki with the shattered pieces of your heart — accepting the sloppy kiss you find yourself locked in when he swoops down to give you one. soon after that, a haze falls over your mind and the night quickly falls away. 

when you wake up the next morning, patches of your body are sore and bruised just under the skin — littered with an array of deep blues, purples and burgundies from where kaminari had insisted on marking you all night. theres a tenderness  between your legs that makes a pulse of heat dance across your face as light bulb memories from your late night activities flash in your mind. 

you’re still at mina’s place, judging by the fact that your bed is not your bed and your clothes are crumpled on the floor where you usually would have tossed them on the back of your desk chair. rubbing at your eyes, you note that your makeup is definitely ruined, remembering that denki liked to see you cry — the aforementioned blonde nowhere to be found either. 

panic seizes your chest, intertwined with your lungs and your heart like the prickly vines of a pesky weed. had he left without a word? surely he didn’t regret last night? surely you weren’t that bad of a fuck? tears begin to flood your eyes, you’d trusted denki with a part of you that only your ex had seen and now he was gone like the wind too. 

you’re too caught up in your pity fest to notice the bedroom door creak open, however, only looking up when it slams shut and a sheepish denki is standing before it. “i-i brought you breakfast,” he stumbles over his words in an attempt to rush over to you with arms full of what smells like hashbrowns and breakfast muffins. “i-i got hungry and figured you would be too. i really did a number on you last night— oh please don’t cry, cutie!”

“i’m not crying!” you damn near screech, trying to hide your face from him. in a way, it’s sort of adorable how denki looks with his hair all messed up and marks of yours littered down his neck and what you can see if his shoulders. his golden eyes, so warm and charming, erratically search your face for any sign of pain as you dab away your own tears. 

“i texted too! i had to bug mina for your number before i left. which meant waking her up and she almost killed me — i’m sorry, maybe I should have woken you up too—“ in three short strides, denki crosses to the room and takes a seat on the edge of the bed, pulling you into his arms after abandoning the food. it’s nice, being held like you matter to someone. it was never like that with your ex. 

but in your heart of hearts, you started to believe the words he told you at your break up. that you wouldn’t be able to move on, that your dependency on him would be the only thing to hold you back…and he was right. pitifully so. because while you’d shared an amazing night with kaminari, an old school friend, you were spending the morning-after crying your eyes out in front of him because you were afraid he’d leave. he owed you nothing!

“we should’ve never done this,” you hiccup pathetically despite how denki rocks your bodies back and forth to calm you down. “h-he was right… i’m so stupid!”

blonde eyebrows meet at the centre of denki’s forehead as he frowns deeply. not at you, never at you. he had heard the rumours about your ex and the downfall of your seemingly happy relationship, hell, it had even shocked him to see your relationship status on social media change from committed to single. that didn’t mean everything was as it seemed, nor that you deserved to have your heart ripped in two.

“fuck that,” the electric hero whispers a little too quietly at first, just barely heard over your sniffles and sobs while he sways you both. “fuck that guy. that’s a fucking lie and you know it!.” 

“k-kaminari!” you squeak in surprise, looking up at him with wide doe eyes.

shaking his head, he meets your gaze with frenzied sunshine eyes of his own. “this wasn’t a mistake to me, i really fucking wanted you, i always have,” he begins, using a knuckle to brush a stray tear from your cheek. “your ex was an asshole, but his love could have never felt right if he treated you so badly. made you feel like this.” next, denki presses his forehead to yours, hoping that his reassurances are enough. “maybe I’ve gone about this the wrong way, sleeping with you first and buying you dinner…breakfast… second. but i’ve always liked you, and i want to be the one beside you from now on…if you say it’s alright?” 

you’re not pleased to admit that kaminari makes you cry all over again — happy to admit that it’s for a different reason. because even after all this time apart, the blonde still wants you and only you. you’d be a fool not to switch sides and be with him. someone who likes you for you, they way you could like him.

so you giggle, allow kaminari to wipe your nose and call you pretty while you breathe out a quiet. “yeah, it’s alright…”

꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2023. do not copy, repost, translate & recommend elsewhere.

[roaron]

FIRST OF ALL, I REALLY LOVE YOUR CONTENT!!! SECOND, I'M IN NEED OF SOME SOFT HCS WITH DENKI, COULD YOU WRITE THEM???

- YES I CAN. I’m so sorry if this is a little late, I’ve had about 14 million different requests to work on and im only now being able to post some of them. im just busy af BUT I really love denki and felt obliged to make this. HOPE YOU ENJOY ML ! (＾ｰ^)

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soft denki hcs

- I truly think that denki just listens to this song while he does anything. is he sleeps it’s in the background, if he does homework it’s on his speaker, if he’s walking to UA it’s in his headphones. also, he associates the song with you, which is cute and shit.

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(just some SFW soft hcs of when denki would be like in a relationship)

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- denki is a big movie night lover as cliche and boring as it is. but if it’s a scary movie, instead of you being huddled at his side for protection, he’s huddled against you. his head is on the side of your chest with his arms wrapped around you waist and with your arm wrapped around his shoulder. it is what it is. god forbid a jumpscare comes on because he will most definitely accidentally electrocute you then apologise with tears afterwards.

- denki gets sick really easily, so whenever he has his weekly cold you have to baby him. and even when he’s completely recovered, he still pretends to be ill so that you’ll continue taking care of him. he really appreciates how you continue to stay beside him even if there’s a chance you could get sick too, it’s one of the many things he adores about you.

- he charges absolutely everything for you, your phone, your hairdryer, your laptop, everything. he’ll even push past his limits just to make you happy. you often come back to your dorm to see about 50 of your cables in his mouth, electrical currents sparking from his head and a dopey smile on his face.

- when denki’s tired, he crawls onto you and puts his head under your shirt, where he ends up falling asleep. he also drools a lot, so instead of the drool landing on the cover of your shirt, it lands on your bare skin. which to you is absolutely vile but you’ll never tell him because seeing his face so peaceful while you stare down the hem of your shirt makes it all worth it.

- whenever denki sneezes and he needs to wipe his nose he just uses your shirt. he doesn’t care at all if you find it horrid. he doesn’t even use his own shirt, it’s always yours. if you make a comment about it, he’ll just tell you it’s his way of saying he loves you.

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[fabraies]

HOW YOU GET THE GIRL K. DENKI x F! READER

summary having a non-committal boyfriend can be tough. What no one told you, was that having one that was more than committed could be a struggle, too.

warnings none. she's just a baby drabble to keep people happy (including me). Tooth rotting fluff ☝️maybe the ts title for kanye fans idk who knows

notes guess who came back from the dead!! It's been a little while, but here I am again (for how long is a mystery im not willing to uncover just yet). As an apology let me offer you this little drabble of mine that's been sitting in my drafts for quite a while..

You want to laugh. The situation is horribly, ridiculously comic. It was supposed to be your break from college, being back in your hometown and all, but your boyfriend does not seem to have the same definition than you when it comes to the word, 'break.

"What are you doing here !?" You shout at Kaminari, all the way from your bedroom, on the second floor of your two story house. "It's raining cats and dogs out there, are you insane ?" You release a little giggle you were unable to keep in, despite the urgency showing in your tone.

"For you!" The boy replies, moving the wet front pieces of his hair away from his forehead.

"Don't be stupid! You'll get hypothermia!"

"I can't go back home! It's past 11, the next bus is in thirty minutes!”

He did this on purpose, you think. He had to. No one willingly knows the entire night bus schedule, yet still decides to go stand in front of a pretty girl's house hoping she'll open her window to see which freak had the stupid idea to stand in the rain waiting for her. No one, except Kaminari.

"Come on, pity me and invite me inside, I know you want to!" He grins, hand above his squinting eyes, trying to minimalize the amount of droplets blurring his eyesight.

What an idiot, you think. He's right, though. You do want to invite him inside.

"See the ladder on your left ?" The blonde follows your instructions, looking around, until his eyes fall on a little red one, obviously made for kids, shining under the moonlight due to the cheap plastic material. He looks up at you in confusion, before you burst out laughing. "No, not this one, Einstein! The silver one, right behind the hedge!"

It takes him a hot minute and a few laps around the front yard to figure out where the ladder you're talking about is, but he gets there eventually.

"You need to be careful with that next part, okay?" You lean forward, hands gripping at your window sill in worry.

"If you scratch the facade, my dad will kill you and me both!" Kaminari nods fervently at your demand.

"Okay, alright. So just get this right under- Wait I got it. I got it!" Kaminari's tongue makes its way through his teeth as a sign of utmost concentration, and it takes everything in you to not start laughing, again.

You're about to stabilise the ladder under your window sill when the sound of footsteps can be heard all the way from downstairs, and your father's huffs gradually get louder as he goes up the stairs.

You whisper-shout Kaminari's name to get him to stand aside and hide while he still can, but the rain harshly hitting the facade muffles your voice, and prevent you from warning your not-so knight in his not-so shining armour.

Screw it, you think, as you make a run for your bed and swiftly slide under the covers, he'll figure it out!

As it turns out, Kaminari did not figure it out. Not only did your father catch you a leg away from being completely engulfed by the covers looking as guilty as ever, but he also had the great idea to look out by the window, only to find your stupidly loving boyfriend wave back at him, as if a late night rendez vous involving an impressively big ladder and a yellow haired idiot was more than normal on a random Tuesday night.

"What are you doing down there, son?"

"Um, I just.. I was looking at your geraniums, sir! Nice lot of flowers you have right there!"

At this, your father only sighs. Yours follows up only five seconds later, letting Kaminari know just how much he'd screwed this impromptu visit at his girlfriend's. Much to his surprise (and yours) your father's answer much differs to his reaction:

"Next time, just use the front door."

[gardenofnoah]

"do you believe in past lives?"

you turn your head to meet half-hooded eyes, and the corners of them turn up a bit when you do. you blink slowly, like a satisfied cat—it's hard not to feel content in denki's orbit like this. he's a talker when he's sleepy, so you indulge him.

"i think i like the idea of them," you say, pursing your lips to think about it, "s'nice to think that our time is never really over."

he hums at that, thoughtful. you watch him mull it over in his mind.

"do you?" you ask, reaching out to brush his hair back from his face. he closes his eyes at the feeling.

"yeah," he rasps, turning into your touch, "i do."

it's quiet then, and you trace the outlines of his features softly. you think you could close your eyes and do it by memory, but then you'd miss this.

“i think i’ve always missed you. like, before i knew you.”

you blink at him, and wide eyes, far more awake than a moment ago, crinkle and blink back at you. he has that grin on his face—the one that would look shit-eating to anyone else, but there's a fondness underneath that's reserved just for you. it's disarming, and he knows it—the way he flusters you is on full display, now.

“now why would you say something like that?”

he sighs—a deep, satiated thing. he settles back down into the pillows and pulls you closer. “i don’t know. i just looked at you and thought i should.”

[loves1ckgirl]

Denki Kaminari with an online best friend

Denki x American! reader

Online friends + maybe romantic-ish

Note, I have no idea how to write in the grammar of someone learning English so I’m just avoiding contractions and using a bit of chat gtp to make the sentence to be a little more incorrect lol.

He initially met you while playing a FPS at 3am

The game between you and both was mostly silent aside from some English and Japanese cursing, Denki understood some what you said

You however; did not understand him, but assumed he was expressing the same frustration and wasn’t just getting upset at you

After your first game was played, he had sent you a few emojis and a little english

The game you had been playing along side some random from Japan had gone surprisingly well. It was such a bad game for the loser you wondered if it was because they were absolute garbage or all of a sudden you became a gaming god. As you leaned back in your chair and attempted to fix the knot that formed in your back from hunching, you looked back at your computer screen. There you see a friend and message request.

Kaminarieki

“You are good at playing. Can we play more?”

As you read the message, you decide to respond and pray he wasn’t some 30 year old incel. After all, you were bored, and a bit lonely.

After that first interaction, you would go on to play with him often

However, neither of you talked very often especially after you came to the conclusion you didn’t speak the same language

In the end, there were still some short convos

Kaminari liked these, as he thought you were cool

The fact that UA English classes were more rigorous helped him in talking to you (a hero needed to communicate with a large variety of people)

A couple of months in, he was struggling with his classes exponentially, and no amount of help by his friends would help him,

He then thought it was a good idea to message you and explain that he thought it would be nice to talk and learn through a fluent speaker instead

Kaminarieki

“Can we talk a lot I am learning English I think your cool.”

“I’m down. It’s late now though. I have school is tomorrow okay? Also, the your should be you’re”

Kaminari sends a cute little heart emoji,

“Yes. Thank you.”

For awhile, you’d avoid many abbreviations and some complex Slang

Eventually Kaminari had gotten more advanced and you spoke more casually

After exchanging Instagram and other accounts, instead of mostly talking as you guys played, it started during school and random times of day

The time difference didn’t mean much since the both of you had terrible sleep schedules

(Although, he was a bit more regular due to his hero school)

As you talked to him you obviously found more of his personality and it had become more endearing tbh

He’d most definitely google English pick up lines

Eventually as his friends noticed his behavior and how if he’d planned to play with you he’d decline

Also how he’d be texting more than before (mostly on his Sundays and Monday’s as you’d be awake the longest when he was.)

Lowkey hates the time difference tbh.

Anyway, as his friends noticed him typing away on those two days in particular they’d begun to ask questions about who he was texting

“My friend.” He’d say, looking up from the phone for a second before continuing the text. Mina had begun even more curious than previously.

“Whaaa? Friend? Who?” She asks, leaning over the couch and Kaminari’s shoulder. She sees joke flirty messages that he sends and receives.

He ended up telling them about you and explains that’s why his English grade was getting better

Anywayyy he’s overall super cute with you

Basically just being himself

If you ever wanted to learn Japanese he’d 100% do his best to help you enthusiastically

He tries his best to keep you updated since it’s its hard to talk to you regularly

[slayfics]

Denki comes to check on you.

~1,200 words

You sat in your living room scrolling through your phone after finally making it home from patrol.

Ding~

A notification came through- another text from Eijiro. That made five unanswered texts from the hero now.

You sighed, scrolling through the messages.

Hey! How are you doing? [01/07 3:38pm]

Hey! You alright?? [01/15 2:54pm]

Sorry for bugging you, but it's been a while, is everything ok?? [01/18 6:19pm]

Ok, I'm seriously worried about you now. Please respond! [01/22 8:23am]

That's it, I'm barging over there today if you don't let me know you're alive. [01/23 9:41pm]

He sure was persistent you thought. It wasn't that you didn't want to talk to your friend- but... you couldn't bring yourself to even begin to explain how you have been doing.

It had been about a year since you all graduated from U.A. and started working at Hero Agencies. It was great at first finally being a pro hero and seeing what agency all your classmates ended up at... but... a year into it- all the excitement of being a hero seemed to fade. Now it was just work- and fucking hard work at that.

How could you even say out loud that hero work isn't what you thought it was when you couldn't even admit it yourself? It was easier to just ignore.

Suddenly a loud hum echoed through your apartment disrupting your pity party and all the lights went off.

Fuck.

You forgot to pay the electric bill.

You turned the flashlight on your phone and booked it to your desk- trying to sort through the pile of mail that had accumulated over the past three weeks.

"Damn it", you mumbled to yourself unable to find where the electric bill was. Shifting more junk mail aside the light on your phone dimmed and blinked off.

"Are you kidding me?" You cried and tapped at your phone- but you were only greeted with an image of a red battery signaling your phone had died.

You grunted in frustration and yanked your keys off your desk to make your way to your car. As soon as you opened the door you were hit with the blast of the cold winter air. You cursed your way down to your car before finally settling in the driver's seat.

You started the engine, turned the heater on, and plugged in your phone.

Despair set in when you realized the power wouldn't be turned on tonight even if you did pay the bill right now- and you would have to sleep without the heater upstairs in the dead of winter.

The light from your phone illuminated your car once it had enough battery to power up again. You reached for your phone and at the same time, someone knocked on your window, startling you into a jump. Your phone fell out of your hands as you jumped and turned to your window.

"Heyyyy~" Denki called laughing slightly at your startled reaction.

You rolled the window down, "Kaminari you scared the shit out of me!" You complained, slapping his arm playfully.

"Sorry sorry," He laughed. "Where you headed?" He asked.

"Nowhere," you answered honestly but wish you had thought better to lie.

"Nowhere? Sooooo you're just hanging out in your car?" he asked, tilting his head confused.

"Ugh- just get in, it's freezing," You exclaimed and unlocked your door.

Denki went to the other side of the car and slid into the passenger seat.

"Man, it's cold out there!" He said shivering as he warmed his hands up by the heater.

"What are you doing here Kaminari?" You asked.

"I could ask you the same thing," He retorted and looked over at you resting in your PJS in the driver's seat.

You rolled your eyes and picked up your phone of the floor of the car. Intent on avoiding the question you unlocked your phone and began to scroll through your apps.

"Fine fine you win, I came over because Kirishima sent me," Denki answered.

"Seriously?!" You let out annoyed.

"Yup- he said you hadn't responded to him in weeks. He made a big deal about it when I told him I hadn't heard from you either. He had to stay later for patrol tonight so- he sent me to come to check on you, and I find you hanging out in your car in your PJS beacauseeee~?" Denki questioned, hoping to finally get an answer from you.

You let out a sigh and looked out the front window of the car, "Promise not to make fun of me," You spoke.

"Me? Of course not! I know how bad it feels to be made fun of- so come on you can tell me anything. Promise I'll never judge you or- make you feel bad about something, kay?" Denki reassured you.

"All right... I've been struggling to balance everything in my life recently and... I may have... maybe forgot to pay my electric bill," You squeaked out. "Then my phone died- and it's freezing upstairs so... I came here to charge my phone and warm up."

"Oh man," Denki said, sympathy filling his eyes. "Why didn't you let one of us know things were so rough recently?"

"Because- I don't know- I just... I don't want anyone to think I can't take care of myself- or I can't handle hero work. Because I can! I'm doing fine! So don't give me those stupid puppy dog eyes!" You said defensively.

"Wow wow there- I know you can do it all by yourself, but- everything in life is easier with friends, right? Look- I think Kirishima made the right move sending me over tonight. What do you say we go upstairs and find that electric bill to pay, and in the meantime~ I can get the electricity going for you- since it'll take the power company a bit before they turn it back on," Denki said, flashing you a wink.

Denki's help and kind words finally broke something inside you, you felt the lump in your throat form and the threat of tears sting your eyes. You blinked hard to try and banish it away. It felt so nice to have a friend around again- why were you stubborn for so long and isolating yourself? It felt like you had been suffocating these past three weeks and finally, you were able to take a deep breath in again.

"Hey... you alright?" Denki asked, noticing your saddened demeanor.

"Yeah," You sniffed, then wrapped your arm around his bringing his shoulder down to lay your head on. "I didn't think it was going to be this hard," You mumbled.

Denki hummed, "Yeah me either honestly... but that's why we look out for each other. So, none of this hiding away stuff anymore, okay?"

You nodded into his shoulder and squeezed his arm tighter.

"Come on- let's get this show on the road. I'll get your electricity running again, and we can have drinks and catch up. Then maybe tomorrow we can plan to get some food with Kirishima too, he's been worried sick about you. Sound good?" Denki asked.

"Yeah, that sounds good." You agreed, a smile spreading on your face for the first time in weeks.

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[sweetnsour1]

10:19

Fluff, x g/n reader (feat. Bakugou & Kaminari)

You blinked back at the sunlight cutting across the patio, slowly seeing more of a silhouette talking to Bakugou. You elbowed him in the side until he nodded as if you’d spoken.

“Oh. Just Kaminari.”

“Just? What kinda’ intro is that.” The blue shades slid back into his hair, showing off the creases around his eyes when his smile widened at you.

“Hel-“

“Sorry, but you are so pretty.” You paused at the interruption, tilting your head to take in his expression and features.

“Oh? Thanks. You’re pretty too.” You turned back to the man beside you. “Gonna grab a drink. See you guys inside?”

“Um…dude?”

“Hmm?”

“Did they just shoot me down or?”

“Don’t know. Don’t care.”

You heard the scraping of a chair as you wandered into the building. The air was much cooler than the summer you’d left on the other side of glass. Yet the bakery atmosphere was thick with cinnamon, meeting you with a different sort of warmth. You jumped as a hand wound around your waist. You relaxed into it as you saw the pink skin tone.

“Mina, I almost smacked the shit out of you.”

“Um, you should smack people who grab you.”

The guys caught up as you wriggled loose of your friend’s grip. She squealed just as you broke free.

“I love your earrings!” Your hand flew up to your ears, curious which ones you’d put on earlier. You found the cool surface of clay polymer and laughed.

“Thanks, they’re my new favorites.”

“Mmm, I like ‘em too. Didn’t even notice them at first. Only saw that beautiful face.” You turned your smile to Kaminari as he fell into the seat beside Mina.

“I’ll have to let the guy know he should work harder at the earrings if my face is stealing the attention.” Your eyes darted to the table, seeing she had already started breakfast without you. “I’m gonna grab a coffee. You good?” Mina took a large bite of the muffin she’d been working on and waved you off in the direction of the counter.

“The fuck keeps happening?”

“What? If you spilled on my fur again, I’m covering you in acid.”

“They-dude, I don’t even have anything. What would I spill? Wait… wasn’t I annoyed about something other than you?” You caught the sound of a soft slap. “Ow.”

You took your time looking through the display case and menu, letting their bickering float around you. Mina seemed to have countless faux brothers she bantered with like this.

“Oh, so am I broken or are theyyy?” The blonde’s voice morphed into a whine…very younger brother of him. “I mean, NO reaction? I’m not that fuckin’ low on the hero charts, what’s the deal?”

“Hmm. Maybe they don’t like blondes…or idiots.”

“Shut your-“

You turned just in time to see a pink finger flick a forehead. You sipped at your drink, hovering near the chair they’d left open for you once you reached the table.

“They don’t have a problem with blondes.” You smiled at the way Bakugou chimed in without looking up from his phone. He always seemed to be actively listening to his friends no matter what he was pretending to be more focused on.

“Sorry, kami…they just don’t like you then.”

Bakugou finally looked up at you when you still hadn’t settled into the seat beside him. You shook your drink at him, rattling the ice.

“This is really good. Sure you didn’t want one? It’s a new spiced one.”

“What about meee?” You laughed. The whine still hadn’t left Kaminari’s tone. He really was giving off younger sibling energy.

“Spiced? You seem like you prefer the sugary stuff.”

“You’re so sweet I could skip the sugar.” You hummed, processing the information.

“So you want me to get you a spiced one?”

His mouth fell open. “What? No, I-“ You sat down, watching his desperate gaze fly from a laughing Mina to a smirking Bakugou. “What…is…happening…to me?”

“They’re just not great with that.” You furrowed your brows as a pink hand gave unsolicited head pats, tugging your head away from her reach after she got a couple taps in.

“What does that EVEN mean?”

Someone grabbed your drink from your loosened grip as you swatted at the pink attack that was never ending.

“They didn’t even realize we were dating for a few weeks.” Bakugou took a long sip from your drink. “That is good.”

“Hey! I said I’d get you your own.” You yanked it back, frowning at the new level halfway down the ice. “What’re you guys talkin’ about anyway?”

“How pretty you are.” You rolled your eyes, shoving him out of his chair.

“Haha. Very funny. Go buy me another one of these, you monster.”

“Sure thing, beautiful.” You smacked his hand away as it pinched at your heated cheek. You saw Kaminari’s mouth was open.

“What…is…HAPPENING?” You laughed as Mina pet him like a dog.

“There there.”

Masterlist

Just some mindless bakusquad I guess?//might edit later

[bakubunny]

it was late on a saturday night, stars bright in the sky as you sat next to him in his apartment balcony.

“denks, do you ever want to pack a bag and leave?” you took another swig of beer.

denki laughed. “like skip town?”

“yeah.”

he was quiet for a moment. “yeah. i do…. every once in a while i wonder what it would be like. why?”

“i don’t know…. i’m happy here, i just…i think it would be nice to start over sometimes, no strings attached. build a new life,” you said.

while he knew that could have been a mere lofty dream, denki knew what others didn’t. somehow, in the last five years, he’d gained that privilege.

that was exactly how you’d landed in musutafu at kirishima’s agency, resume in hand with a smile. you fit right in to the team as their office assistant, and fairly seamlessly, too. denki struck up a conversation with you early on that wasn’t painfully awkward, and you’d been fast friends ever since.

“not gonna run away on me, are you?” denki futzed with the bottle cap in his hand.

you grinned. “eh… probably not.”

“what do you mean?” his stomach twisted.

“i mean i probably won’t leave,” you replied, laughter on your lips.

denki sat with you in silence as he wondered if you’d said that last time. if you’d had this same conversation with someone he’d never meet.

“promise?” he held out his hand, pinky waggling in the air as he smiled.

the distant look in your grin softened. “denki….”

“c’mon, you don’t even know what you’re promising to yet!” he replied.

you sighed. “what is it then?”

“take me with you,” he said softly. “if you wanna leave, take me with you.”

your chest tightened as you looked away. “denki, i…”

large, warm fingers reached for your face and pulled you in. denki’s lips met yours, soft and tender. he stroked your cheek.

“i care about you too much to let you go,” he said.

“really?” your eyes stung at his statement.

“yeah. don’t know what i’d do without you."

your hands shook. “you’d be just fine. don’t-”

denki cut you off with another kiss, more urgent this time. “i wouldn’t. i meant what i said.”

he held out his hand again, fingers brushing against yours. “promise?”

you wrapped your pinky around his. “promise.”

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