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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.

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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.

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જ⁀➴ chapter seven: how the tables have turned

alpha! bakugou, kirishima, denki, sero x omega!fem!reader⋆｡°✩ — hurt/comfort, fluff, denki plays you a song, cuddles n kisses with katsuki, smau + fic, 3.7k words

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a/n: '🌽⭐️s' gc from denki's pov + texts from eiji are from izuku's pov

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It feels like that moment all those weeks ago when you first arrived at your alpha’s residence. But since then, so much has changed.

As the car rolls to a stop, you stare out the window. You take in the sight of the jet-black gate, trees swaying overhead, and the sun’s blistering rays. You feel Midoriya shift next to you, his eyes watching and waiting for you to move. You spare him a glance and a small grin before hopping out of the car.

As soon as your feet hit the pavement, the gate is sliding across with a quiet hum. You lock eyes with red ones and see the radiance of his tanned skin in the afternoon light. You shut the car door behind you and begin walking towards him, Midoriya by your side.

The redhead meets you two. He breathes out, “Hey.” You give him a small smile.

“Hey, Eijiro,” you say quietly. Midoriya stands beside you, looking between the two of you awkwardly.

You turn and look up at him, saying, “I’ll be fine. Thanks for dropping me back. I’ll see you around?”

He nods sheepishly and Eijiro shakes his hand. The redhead thanks Midoriya for taking care of you. With one last smile at the both of you, broccoli boy leaves. You observe him drive away and let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding in.

Once he’s out of sight, you turn your attention to the alpha in front of you. He looks down at you and sighs.

He says, “I’m sorry, baby. I really am.” You shake your head and place your finger on your lips, gesturing for him to be quiet. Your manliest man opens his mouth to speak again but you reach up and cover it; his words come out muffled.

You say, “Let’s go inside.” You remove your hand from his full lips, your palm slightly damp from the heat of his breath.

He starts walking towards the gate and you follow him past it. He shuts it behind you two before trailing behind you to the house. You inhale the scent of your alphas, so strong and mixed. Something sweet, earthy, tangy, spell-binding.

You’ve missed this.

Eijiro opens the front door for you and you thank him as you head inside.

“So,” he starts as he slips on his house shoes. “Are you okay?” You hum in response.

He continues, “Do you wanna talk about it?” You step up onto the platform and start walking down the entrance hall, giving him no response. It’s not that you don’t want to talk about it. You just don’t want to talk about it yet. He follows close behind you.

You’re passing the living room when you hear rustling from inside. A twang of guitar strings. You stop immediately. You look at Eijiro wide-eyed before sliding the living room door open. You peep inside, golden eyes meeting yours.

“Denki?” You say, confused. He’s sitting on the floor, his back resting against the kotatsu and yellow guitar in his lap. Cords flow from his guitar somewhere off to the side. He laughs nervously and avoids your gaze. You tip-toe towards him, careful not to trip on any of the cords.

“What’re you doing?” You say as you sit in front of him.

He stutters, “U-um, well, I’m gonna p-play you a song. Y-yea.” You watch with wide eyes as he strums the guitar strings. You’re enraptured by the way his fingers move and the song's rhythm.

he only distraction is the heat of Eijiro’s body beside you once he sits down. You listen intently as Denki plays. It’s bright and slow yet powerful. You’re enchanted by his abilities.

When he finishes, you clap and exclaim, “That was so good! I didn’t know you could play like that.” He rubs his neck as he looks down.

“It was inspired by you,” he says quietly, flicking one of his guitar strings.

“What?” You breathe out in shock. You? You inspired his song? Your mind ceases to function as normal. ERROR ERROR ERROR. His words play on-loop in your mind. It was inspired by you.

Denki shrugs and gazes at you finally. He can see the confusion plastered on your face.

He nods and says, “You’re a great muse, you know?” You shake your head. You don’t know. You’re a great muse is added to the frenzy of your thoughts. You take a deep breath in and will yourself to calm down.

You ask quietly, “I’m a great muse?” The blond nods enthusiastically. He sets his guitar on the kotatsu behind him. When he turns back around, he gives you a cheeky grin.

The redhead from beside you pipes up, “You mean a lot to us, y/n. And we’re really sorry about keeping info from you. We hope that you’ll choose to stay with us and forgive us, someday.” You look down at your lap as you feel the lump swell in your throat and tears well in your eyes. You whine. The sound has the two alphas looking back and forth between you and each other, confused.

The emotions overflow and so do your tears.

Mindlessly, you grab onto Eijiro’s shirt and curl into his chest. The intimacy of your touch has his red eyes wide and jaw slack. He quickly recovers and wraps his arms around you, one motioning for Denki to get in on the action.

The blond approaches tentatively and places a hand on your shoulder. You turn your head and gaze up at him with teary eyes. His soft puppy eyes make you cry harder, and you shift out of Eijiro’s gentle hold to cling onto Denki.

You don’t mean to be so goddamn sensitive, but you can’t help it. They’re your alphas, and even though their actions have hurt you, you care about them so much. You love being with them even though they drive you insane sometimes. And you wouldn’t want it any other way.

Your sadness connects to something deep within Denki’s heart, and as the minutes pass by, he finds himself becoming as upset as you are. He holds onto you tight as the tears trickle down his face, creating a wet patch on your shoulder. You don’t notice until you hear him quietly sobbing just beneath your ear.

You nuzzle the side of his face with your nose and he tilts his head to gaze into your eyes. Glassy reflects glassy and you smile at him sadly before returning to your cuddle. Eijiro rubs your back. His touch is so warm and soothing, you relax beneath it even as your chest heaves.

You continue holding each other until you calm down. The sunbeams stream through the light curtains of the living room, casting a warm glow on your bodies. You pull back from Denki’s grasp, your hands on either side of his face as you look at him. You wipe away any stray tears from beneath his golden eyes and he does the same for you.

After a moment, you rest your forehead on his and close your eyes. You breathe slowly and gently while Denki shoots Eijiro a panicked look.

Fortunately, you miss Eijiro’s thumbs up and silent encouragement as Denki removes his hand from your cheek and starts motioning to the redhead to shut whatever the hell is happening down. Your pretty lips are far too close to his right now and he’s not ready for them to invade his personal space any further.

You whine softly and your brows furrow as Denki gestures particularly enthusiastically, the movement causing your bodies to rock ever-so-slightly. You whisper his name and suddenly, all of his attention is back on you. At this moment, he realises just how fucking tightly you’ve got him wrapped around your finger.

“What is it?” Denki means to say sweetly but it comes out as a nervous squeak. A grin spreads across your lips upon hearing him.

You sniffle before asking him teasingly, “What’s wrong? You seem on edge.” He short circuits not only within himself but the entire house. The living room light stops working, as does every other object powered by electricity in the house. You pull back from him and call his name, but he’s got the dumbest look on his face (you know the one I’m talking about).

Eijiro gently squeezes your shoulder and you turn to look at him. You gesture to the blissed-out expression Denki’s wearing and Eijiro shrugs.

“He does that sometimes,” the redhead smirks. He nods his head to the side, gesturing for you to come over to him. You obey, leaving Denki where he is and climbing onto Eijiro’s lap. You wrap your arms around his neck and bury your face into the crook of his neck. You breathe in his masculine scent. It puts you at ease and has you purring in his arms.

He chuckles before returning your purr with one of his own. He strokes your hair with care and rubs circles on your back. You could fall asleep from how relaxed you are right now.

“Baby,” he coos softly. You tilt your head back and stare back at him, a small smile on your lips.

About now, Denki has come to. He groans as the light flickers back on and rubs his face with his hand. When he looks up, he sees you and Eijiro locked in a slow kiss. The blond pouts and calls out, “Hey!”

Eijiro pulls back from your lips. His hand cups the back of your neck and holds you close to him as he looks back at an upset Denki.

“Hey,” the redhead smirks.

Denki whines, “You stole my kiss, bro!”

Eijiro chuckles low, “Not my fault you short-circuited, now is it?” The blond groans. He wraps his arms around you and pulls you out of Eijiro’s grasp. Denki sets a wide-eyed you down on his lap and sticks his tongue out at Eijiro.

“It’s my turn now!” The blond exclaims. You laugh at his enthusiasm and tilt your head back to look at him. You gently kiss his jaw with a grin. The softness of your lips has Denki bordering on malfunctioning again. You chuckle at how cute he is and brush the tip of his nose with your own. In a brave move, he closes the gap between you by pressing his full lips to yours.

You moan quietly into his mouth as your hand cups the back of his head, pulling him further down to you. The kiss is short and sweet as Denki is far too nervous for anything more (like about to shit himself kinda nerves rn). He pulls back and rests his forehead against yours momentarily, his eyes closed. Once he opens them, he stares into yours. You give him a quick peck before shifting in his lap and looking back at Eijiro.

The rest of your afternoon is spent talking with the boys. You’re strumming Denki’s guitar the way he’s shown you when Hanta comes home. Seeing you on the floor makes his heart pound. You’re finally home. He gives you a big cuddle, apologises some more to you, and admires your mark, which is healing well. Hanta joins you in sitting all together on the floor, poking fun and saying whatever comes to your mind.

As the evening wears on, you all migrate to the kitchen. Hanta and Eijiro are busy making dinner while you and Denki sit at the kitchen table. Seeing your wandering eyes, your golden boy informs you that Katsuki will be on patrol until 9pm. This information makes you pout. You yearn to see him after last night. Not having him here didn’t feel right, especially since you’ve made up with the other boys now.

When dinner is ready, Denki jumps up and helps set up the table. You want to help as well, but he insists that you stay seated and allow your alphas to take care of you. You chuckle at his chivalry and abide by his wishes (for now, anyway).

You all take your usual spots and eat dinner together. The meal tastes good and you let the boys know that you like it. And you swear you do like it. But, part of you greatly misses Katsuki’s cooking. It’s been too long (it’s been four days) since you’ve tasted his fluffy rice, tender salmon, and perfectly chewy fish balls. You have to stop yourself from moaning mid-bite as you reminisce about your stubborn and protective chef-alpha.

Next time you see him, you just wanna grab his cheekies and pepper his face in aggressive kisses. Ahem. You mean that the next you see him, you want him to be on his knees begging for your forgiveness… and then youjustwannagrabhischeekiesandpepperhisfaceinaggressivekisses.

After dinner, you offer to help with the dishwashing but are again rejected. Accepting defeat, you follow Hanta and Eijiro out of the kitchen, leaving a stuttering blond with the mountain of plates and pots and pans from tonight’s cooking.

You thank them for taking such good care of you before you go your separate ways. As you shut your bedroom door behind you, you sigh. You flop down on your bed and whine and roll around in the comfy blankets. You grab your phone and open Tumblr. You scroll for a while but stop once you hear the front door click open.

The second it thuds shut, you’re up on your feet. You sprint from your room. The thumps of your footsteps have an already-tired Katsuki on alert. He whips around, expecting a fucking boar or something to be charging at him. But then he sees you.

You run down the couple of steps and jump into his arms. Your sudden appearance has him reacting on instinct. He bundles you up in his arms and holds you tight. You breathe in each other’s scents, and his warmth makes you sigh despite how clammy his skin is.

After a few moments, he sets you back down. You can’t resist the temptation in front of you. Grabbing his cheeks, you plant hard kisses all over his face, from his sweaty forehead to his soot-stained cheeks and, finally, his awaiting pink lips. You melt into his embrace as he pulls you flush against his solid body. Your kiss is passionate, with both parties excited that this moment has finally come and eager for so much more.

He groans as you tilt your head back and tug his roots. Your back arches as he kisses you harder, a moan sliding from your mouth into his. He nips harshly at your lower lip, causing you to cry out in pleasure. The sound sets him alight. He pulls away from you quickly and pushes you back as his hands spark.

With big eyes, you gaze up at him as you wipe your spit-stained lips with the back of your hand. Katsuki looks to the side, avoiding your gaze as he wipes his hands on his black track pants. He then walks past you and puts his house slippers on, muttering a low “Sorry.” You turn around and grab his wrist, confining him to the entryway (he lets you do so).

“What?” He mumbles as he faces you. You pout as you stare up at him with furrowed brows. You let go of his wrist to fold your arms beneath your chest. The position pushes your braless breasts up slightly which does not go unnoticed by the frowning alpha.

You say annoyed, “I couldn’t hear you.” You take a step closer to him and continue, “It sounded like you said ‘sorry’ but I don’t know.” He scoffs and rolls his eyes as he stuffs his hands in his pockets.

When he looks back at you, he says between tight teeth, “I’m sorry.” You cup your ear with one hand, leaning the side of your head toward him.

“What?” You ask loudly. He mumbles something beneath his breath. “I can’t hear you,” you say in that voice used by camp rangers or at sports carnivals when all the kids are supposed to chant louder in response.

He pinches the bridge of his nose as he sighs, “For fuck’s sake I’m sorry, alright? You happy now?” You shake your head as a pout returns to your lips.

“You don’t sound very sorry,” you say, frowning. He grunts and takes his hands out of his pockets. He grabs your upper arms and pulls you back into his chest. You whine at the force he uses as your head collides with his bazongas. He wraps his arms around you and sways you gently from side to side while his hand caresses your hair.

You try to push him away, but he continues to hold you. You whimper his name as you slap his chest. He doesn’t even flinch at the pressure. You continue to try and escape his awfully muscular arms but relinquish control after a few more unsuccessful attempts.

Katsuki mutters into your hair, “I’m sorry, y/n.” He hugs you even tighter for a moment before easing up a bit. “Fuck,” he grunts out. He pulls back and cups your cheeks, tilting your head back to look into your eyes. You whine at the sad look in his sharp, crimson eyes.

He continues, “M’just so fucking bad with my words, baby. You know, yea?” You nod as you bite the side of your lip. His eyes dart to the soft flesh, and he licks his own hungrily. He leans down and rests his forehead against yours, your noses brushing.

“Wish I could show ya,” he sighs and kisses you so delicately. You moan into his lips as he angles your head just the way he wants.

You two stand there for who knows how long, kissing and whispering to each other and kissing again. At some point, Katsuki picks you up and leads you to the bathroom. He sets you down just outside the door and tells you to get ready for bed.

You beam up at him, “Why?” He plants a kiss on your forehead and then one on your nose before saying, “’Cause you’ll be sleeping with me tonight.” You nod excitedly, no objections entering your mind whatsoever, and watch him walk down the hallway.

You do as he says, brushing your teeth and doing your skincare routine before scampering off to your bedroom and changing into your favourite t-shirt of his (skulls💪💪💪🧎🧎🤭).

You walk nervously to his room as the panic sets in. Okay, so you’re sleeping together tonight. But did he mean sleeping or sleeping wink wink? You pray that he meant the former as you slide his door open. You find the room to be empty.

Eternally grateful, you exhale the breath you’ve been holding in and wander around his room. Like earlier today, you feel a sense of deja vu as you look at his All Might posters and figurines.

But this time when the door slides open, you’re greeted with a half-naked Katsuki. The towel wrapped around his hips shifts lower as he walks over to a dresser in the corner. You gulp and stand there, staring at his ripped-back muscles and delicious shoulders and the little dimples above his ass like some kind of pervert... No comment.

He catches a glimpse of you in the mirror as he opens the first draw. A short chuckle tears from his throat as he makes out the drool beginning to drip from the corner of your mouth.

Pulling out a pair of trunks and throwing them over his broad shoulder, he barks out, “The fuck you lookin’ at you little perv?” You blink in shock. When did he notice you? You think. And how long has he watched you stare at him so lewdly?

He smirks as your jaw slackens and more spit drips from the corner of your mouth. You catch his red eyes, but their colour doesn’t compare to the heat bubbling in your cheeks. You look down, thoroughly ashamed of your ogling.

Upon closing your mouth, you feel the wetness pooling at the edge of your lips. You wipe up your drool, even more embarrassed than you originally were. You turn around in your shame, determined not to embarrass yourself any further.

Katsuki stares at you in the mirror as he drops his towel and changes into his trunks. By the time you turn back around, he’s flicking off the lights and climbing into bed. He grunts at you to “Get over ‘ere” and you comply, pulling back his covers and lying down promptly. He pulls the covers up to your chin and pulls you into his chest.

His hands grab at your shirt as he mumbles in your locks, “Been lookin’ for this.” You giggle and tilt your head up, placing a kiss on his sharp jaw. He groans at your affection and wraps his arms around you tighter.

You mumble into his neck, “Did you eat?”

You can hear his smirk as he says, “’Course I did since you were taking so fucking long in the bathroom.” You whine and wriggle, causing him to grunt.

He traps your legs in his as he chuckles, “Probably could’ve bought another house while you were in there.” You hum in response.

“So you own this house?” You ask him, curiosity evident in your tone. He hums and plants a soft kiss on the shell of your ear.

He says low, “What’d you expect? These extras are just freeloaders.” You laugh, your breath fanning across his skin. You two talk for a little longer until you feel your eyes become droopy.

You whisper, “Hey, Suki.” He hums, waiting for you to continue. “Will you purr for me?” He chuckles at your request, but the sound doesn’t have its usual harshness. It’s light and carefree. He squeezes you tight and draws the covers up slightly more before the soothing vibrations begin in his chest. You moan and purr, snuggling even closer to him.

Katsuki watches you fall asleep. All of these emotions are flooding through him. Sweat beads down his neck and pools on his palms; he wipes them on his your shirt. He feels so fucking warm right now, but he doesn’t dare pull away from you because he knows that it’s not just from your body.

Your alpha doesn’t dare to stop purring until you’ve been sleeping for a good while. And even then, he purrs as he falls asleep with his cheek squished against the top of your head.

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જ⁀➴ chapter four: stray kitty

alpha! bakugou, kirishima, denki, sero x omega!fem!reader⋆｡°✩ — talk of ruts and heats, they take care of you, smau + fic, 3k words

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a/n: texts to eiji from your pov + '🌽⭐️s' gc from denki's pov + this chapter is written from personal experience (unfortunately)

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Smiling, you put your phone in the pocket of Eijiro’s hoodie and finish lacing up your sneakers.

The boys all left this morning so it’s just been you since eleven. These neighbourhood walks of yours have become something of a habit. They aren’t very long, around 25 minutes. Just enough time to get some fresh air and breathe before you start to feel unsafe or miss the boys. You’ve grown much closer to them over the past month. Now, you are comfortable with their affection and protectiveness, which used to scare you.

You put on your cap before stepping out the front door and locking it. You walk down the driveway and slip out through the gate. Hitting the street, you stick to the footpath as Eijiro always advises.

As you walk, you wonder what the boys want to talk to you about tonight. If it’s about babies, you might lose it. But you don’t think it is. You might be closer to them, but you aren’t that close just yet. Maybe they want to talk about new sleeping arrangements, you think. Or someone’s birthday is coming up.

You’re back home before you realise it. Shutting the gate behind you, you begin walking up to the house when you spot a small, white figure on the path. You take tentative steps toward it, unsure of how to proceed. Upon nearing it, you see that it’s a stray cat. Somehow, it got into your front yard. You crouch down a foot away from it.

The small cat watches you with big green eyes. It then returns to licking its paw, not paying you any attention.

“What’re you doing here, kitty?” You coo to it as you extend your hand toward it. It looks up at you, the space around its eyes twitching. The cat’s nose bobs up and down as it sniffs the back of your hand.

And then, you scream as you pull your hand back. Blood pools to the surface of your soft skin, torn by such a vicious predator. You choke out a sob as you look down at your hand. Your mind is blank. Only the pain of this sudden attack throbs throughout your body.

You watch in a daze as the cat perks up and suddenly darts past you. The space on the path where the cat was sitting is replaced in seconds by black house slippers.

You tilt your head back and watch as Katsuki crouches down to you. He grabs your wrist harshly and brings your wound close to his face. You yelp out and begin to sob as he examines the bite.

He lets go of your wrist and your hand falls in your lap. You sniffle as he helps you up and leads you to the house, his muscular arm wrapped tight around your shoulders. He squeezes the tip of your shoulder as you stumble into the house.

You’re not too sure what’s happening around you. All you know is the stinging pain shooting up your arm. It burns, blazing hot, filthy. You can’t focus on anything else.

And then a searing pain, wet and cool. You hiss out as you blink, tears falling down your cheeks. Katsuki’s holding your hand in his much larger veiny one. He’s holding a wet cotton ball with tweezers and dabs your wound.

You whine at the stings following his dabs. He looks up from your hand, red eyes staring into your teary ones. He puts down the tweezers and grabs a box of tissues on the kitchen table. He holds the box for you as you pluck out a couple and wipe your eyes.

He continues to clean your wound, grumbling every so often about how dumb you are to try and pat a stray cat. You’ve calmed down now as he bandages your hand. His skin feels rough to the touch, a shock to your fairly delicate hands.

You whine a little at the pull of the bandage. And then he’s grabbing all of the supplies and telling you to stay seated. You nod and your eyes follow his figure out of the kitchen. You gaze at your bandaged hand. It aches. Twinges of pain stutter down your forearm as you raise your hand to your face, admiring Katsuki’s handiwork.

He’s done a really good job, you think. Being a pro hero must mean you get used to this. He stalks back in and comes to stand beside you.

He looks down at you as he says, “We’re going to the local clinic.” You shake your head and start to protest, but he cuts you off. He leans down and wraps his arm around your torso, hands in your sweaty armpits, and pulls you up.

You whimper as he lifts you and sets you down on unsteady feet. You fall forward into his hard chest as he releases you from his hold. He catches you with an arm around your back and one on the back of your neck.

“Gonna need a shot after getting bit by that thing,” he grumbles. You shake your head against his chest and wrap your arms around him. You appreciate how Katsuki doesn’t push you away or yell at you. He just holds you and lets you hold him for the next few minutes.

Several stray tears prickle your eyes and soak into Katsuki’s skull t-shirt. You inhale his sweet-smoky scent and it puts you at ease. The tension in your muscles gradually fades as you stand there.

At last, Katsuki nudges you and tells you again that you have to go to the local clinic. You nod reluctantly and obey as he drives you to the clinic and puts your name down. He sits with you as you wait, furiously typing away on his phone.

Within a few minutes, your phone is blowing up with text messages from your alphas. You gently tap Katsuki on the arm and ask him if he told them. He mutters that he had to, and you hum in response. You pull out your phone and respond to their worried messages, letting them know that you are fine and that Katsuki has taken good care of your wound.

By the one-hour mark, he’s absolutely restless. You watch his foot tap the floor for a few minutes before you point it out. He grumbles something about the doctors taking too long as he stops tapping his foot. His concern makes you smile. His phone buzzes and he looks down at it.

“Shitty hair is on his way. Dunceface finishes in 20 so he’ll be over soon. And tapeface is on till 7 but he’s tryna get out of it,” Katsuki grunts. You nod and reassure him that they don’t all need to come to see you. He shrugs and mutters under his breath, “I’d be worried too if I wasn’t with you.” You nudge his shoulder playfully and grin.

He grumbles, “The fuck?” You shake your head, still smiling.

When Eijiro arrives, you’re resting your head on a flushed Katsuki’s shoulder. Your eyes are closed and your breathing has slowed down considerably. The redhead runs over to you two.

Seeing you resting so peacefully, he whispers, “Is she asleep?”

“No,” you groan as you crack a smile. You scrunch your eyes shut before fluttering them open, revealing your worried-looking alpha peering down at you. You sit up properly and tell him that you’re fine. He nods and asks if you need anything. You cast a glance Katsuki’s way and see that familiar frown on his face.

You look back at Eijiro and ask him if he could get you some water. He nods and asks the blond if he wants anything.

“I’ll get the water. You sit,” Katsuki grumbles as he stands up and points to the now-empty seat. Eijiro nods and takes a seat. He wraps a warm arm around you and pulls you in close.

You look down reflexively, noticing that he’s still in his hero pants. When you gaze up, you catch the back of your angry blond stalking out of the clinic.

As you wait for him to return, you show Eijiro your hand. He grasps your fingers like they’re made of glass and places delicate kisses on your bandage. The gesture brings heat to your cheeks; a recognisable redness.

It’s not long before Katsuki comes back with a few bottles of water and snacks in hand. He dumps the haul on the redhead’s lap before twisting the cap of a water bottle and giving it to you. You take it with your good hand and thank him. You bring it to your lips and saviour the refreshing liquid.

Katsuki sits down on your other side and hand-feeds you pocky sticks. You insist that you can do it yourself but he’s not hearing any of it, shoving the tip of another pocky between your open lips.

Shortly, Denki rushes through the front door of the clinic, stumbling and almost tripping over a young child. Katsuki groans and motions the klutzy alpha over to where you’re sitting. He comes over to you and pulls you into a big cuddle.

He rambles, “Are you okay? Oh my God, I was so worried about you! I wish I could have come earlier but there was this old lady and—”

“Denki,” you cut him off. He pulls back and looks down at you. His eyebrows are furrowed and a pout is on his full lips. You shake your head and tell him that you’re fine. He nods and sits on the floor, just in front of your legs. It makes you giggle, the way he’s perched in front of you like a guard dog. You breathe out, smiling, and accept another pocky from Katsuki.

You don’t have to wait much longer for your name to be called out. The boys follow you into the consultant room and stand awkwardly in the corner as you take a seat and explain to the doctor what happened. They prescribe you a course of antibiotics and tell you to wait for the nurse to get a tetanus shot.

You shuffle out of the room and walk down the hall, sitting opposite the nurse’s room. The boys start arguing over who gets to go in the room with you and hold your hand when the blue door in front of you opens and the nurse calls you in.

You stand up and start walking toward them, very much aware of your followers. Once you get to the door, you turn around and reassure the boys that you can get the injection on your own.

They seem sceptical so you give them your biggest pleading eyes and softest pout as you say, “Please.” Katsuki nods reluctantly and backs off, your other alphas following suit. You sit down on the chair and greet the nurse.

They confirm with you that you’re getting a tetanus shot before grabbing it from the fridge at the back of the room. They say to you, “Protective, huh?”

You sigh, “Yea, but they mean well.” The nurse nods and places a kidney dish with the injection on a nearby overbed table.

“They must love you very much,” they say as they prepare the needle. Their words make you gulp. Love? You didn’t think so. Not yet anyway. The nurse tells you there will be a sting and there is one, but you grit your teeth and tough it out.

Stepping out of the room, your alphas come bolting up to you. Hanta arrived at some point and now holds your unharmed hand. Denki grabs onto your elbow while Eijiro squeezes your shoulder and Katsuki pats your head. They ask you if you’re okay and you purr at their tender affection.

You can’t help it! It just slipped out, honestly. Your bandaged hand — that happens to be your dominant hand, most unfortunately — flies up to your mouth as your eyes go wide. You can hear the blood rushing in your veins, the lively race you’ve just kicked off to heat your cheeks.

You stutter, “S-sorry.” You cast your gaze downwards as you leave the clinic, too ashamed to lock eyes with any of your alphas. You miss the way they glance at each other, smirking proudly that you’re warming up to them. The drive home is uneventful and Katsuki the boys make you dinner that night, and every other meal for the next week.

Their care is the créme de la créme of any care provided by a partner. Anything you need — and I mean ANYTHING — it’s right there. Glass of water, a book to read, help to change your socks. Someone is always at home to keep you company and make sure that you’re alright.

They even offered to help you shower at one point, which you turned down (sadly). The boys treat you like a baby as you recover from your injury.

Today is the final day for your antibiotics (yay!). Right now, Katsuki has your elbow propped up on the kitchen table as he removes the bandage from your hand. You look down at the wound, seeing scabs dotting your skin.

You smile cheerily at him and ask him if you can stop bandaging it. He inspects your wound one last time before sighing and agreeing. You chortle and lean over the table, cuddling him. The sudden display of affection has Katsuki’s sharp eyes soft and round with surprise.

At first, he pats your back hesitantly. But after a few seconds, his calloused palms relax into the fabric of his skull t-shirt you’re wearing. You release him and quickly peck him on the cheek before running out of the kitchen and grabbing your phone. You snap a pic of your mostly-healed hand and send it to the group chat.

That night after dinner, Eijiro asks you if you can have that talk you were meant to have earlier that week. You nod and he asks you to remain seated at the table with your other alphas.

Soon, Eijiro comes back holding a Deku calendar. You point to the hero of choice, and he groans about it being the only one left on the shelf. You giggle and shrug.

“So,” you start. “What’s this all about? You didn’t call a family meeting to show me a calendar, did you?” Eijiro laughs nervously, eyeing the other alphas.

Katsuki mutters, “Yea, he did.”

“Oh,” you say. You look up at Eijiro expectantly. He hesitates for a moment before flicking it open to March.

He explains, “We wrote in here our rut cycles so we can keep track of it.” He points to the writing in the little boxes. “This is Hanta’s pre-rut week,” he continues. His finger trails across the glossy page. “And then this is his rut week.” Eijiro then flips the page to April.

“So in April,” he starts. His gaze flickers to your face, trying to gauge your initial reaction and failing miserably. “U-um yea, in April, Denki and I both rut.” He flips the page before continuing, “And then in May, Bakubro ruts.”

Eijiro then flicks the pages back to March. He says, “And you can add your heat cycle in here too.” You hum in response.

Rut cycles and heat cycles, you think. Not what you wanted to be thinking about right now. But with Hanta’s coming up in a few weeks, you must know. It’s not an easy topic to talk about, but you’re getting so much closer to them now. They’ve been nothing but good to you. And you don’t have to return that favour in that way until you’re ready, right?

You exhale as you say, “Thanks for telling me, guys. Yea, if you have a pen, I’ll add mine in.” You chuckle dryly as Denki fumbles with a pen from his pocket. You thank him as you take it from him and slide the calendar from Eijiro toward you. You flip through the months, flicking the pen between your fingers.

When was the last time you were in heat? You ask yourself. You flip to the end of the calendar and take note of the date you came to Japan. You were kidnapped merely days later and you went into heat during that time. It was the worst heat you’ve ever experienced.

You push those thoughts away, eager to avoid talking about that time in your life for now. You hum as you do the math.

Finally, you say, “My last heat was when I was still… with the dealer and um, the girls. It could be anywhere from early April to May.” You drag the pen across the scribbled squares, taking note of how the final days of Denki’s rut crossover with the beginning of Eijiro’s. You glance up to find their eyes on you. You can see that they want to know more from the curiosity burning in their eyes.

You draw a bracket from early April to May, not missing how Katsuki’s rut is supposed to start bang on the 1st of May. You say quietly as you label your heat, “I’ll tell you more about it later.”

Denki chimes in, “Promise?” You laugh nervously and promise him. You then place the pen down on the table and close the calendar.

You clear your throat before saying, “And just to clarify, you don’t… expect anything from me, do you? Not until I’m ready to…” You give Eijiro wide eyes and he chuckles. They all do.

Hanta places his hand on your arm and gives it a gentle squeeze. He says, “Of course not. Don’t worry about us. We’ll wait until you’re ready.” You give him a smile at him, grateful for his reassuring words. They all nod at you and Eijiro hangs the calendar on a wall in the kitchen.

Later that night, as you lie in bed, you think over the dates the boys had marked. You think over how it could all play out. Even though they don’t expect anything from you, would you want to do something for them? What will they be like when rutting? Could they control themselves during that time? Such questions lingered in your mind, lulling you into a dreamless sleep.

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their omega

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alpha! bakugou, kirishima, denki, sero x omega!fem!reader⋆｡°✩ — angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, 4M1F, smau + fic

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if they were househusbands

denki, izuku, tamaki x fem!reader⋆｡°✩ — fluff, tama's is a bit suggestive, kinda hcs, 870 words

kaminari denki

100% a househusband

not exactly unemployed ⟶ he’s tryna be a pro gamer and with you being the breadwinner, he picks up the slack around the house

kinda ends up being a part-time gamer (cause i’m not so sure about those skills making him a pro) just because of how hard it is to balance gaming and keeping your home in order

does he do the chores well, though? i would imagine that he tries to bake muffins or banana bread for you but it ends up getting burnt; he tries to fix one of the lights but then short circuits the entire house; he makes the leaking tap ten times worse so you have to call bakugou over to fix it

apologises profusely after setting the kitchen curtains on fire and buys you new ones that you absolutely love

he would look so cute in his lil apron that you got him for his bday!!!!!!!

you’re sitting on the couch, watching with a smirk as denki pulls a frilly, pink and white waist apron out of the gift bag you got him. his golden eyes are wide as he stares at the garment. he’s holding it up in the air, gaze flicking between you and the apron.

he stutters, “what-what the fuck?” you burst out into laughter as he just stares at you, thumbing the frills. you bend over as you laugh, your hand on his knee, unable to contain yourself.

denki places the apron down on his lap and says, “what am i to you? a maid?” you nod, your hand in front of your mouth as you continue to laugh at him.

once you calm down and wipe the tears from your eyes, you say, “don’t you like it?” you try to pout but your giggles make it nearly impossible.

denki sighs, “only a maid for my beautiful, sexy wife.” you notice his adorable pout, his blond brows furrowed. you lean over and wrap your arms around his shoulders, planting a big smooch on his cheek.

“all mine,” you taunt in his reddening ear. he gently pushes you off, causing you to laugh as you lean back. “try it on!” you squeal in excitement. at that, denki’s face reddens. he looks at you, mortified by the thought of how he’s about to humiliate himself for his wife. he gulps and grumbles about how stupid this is, how mean you are. but it doesn’t stop him from slipping the apron around his slutty waist and tying it in a bow at the back.

you stare at him, checking him out shamelessly as he does a little twirl for you. “happy now?” he pouts. you nod enthusiastically.

“very happy.”

midoriya izuku

househusband because he got injured during hero work

you tell him to take it slow and rest but he’s up early every day, making you lunch for work and putting on a load of laundry

he’s the successful househusband ⟶ great at all of the chores; never leaves a mess, not a speck of dust to be seen, nothing out of place

during the winter, he’ll throw your work clothes in the dryer so that when you get dressed, they’re still toasty; he’ll place a beanie on your head and even put your mittens on for you

when you come home from work, dinner’s on the table and izuku is greeting you with a sweet kiss; he takes your bag from you and asks you about your day while leading you to the bedroom to get changed

if you’re tense, then he’ll give you a massage and shower with you

“come and sit, honey,” izuku coos to you. he pats the spot next to him on the couch. you shake your head and try to tell him you’re fine, but he insists. sighing, you plop down on the couch next to him. he tells you to turn and face away from him and so you do. then, you feel his warm, large hands on your shoulders and upper back, kneading the tender muscles. you let out a sigh of relief and ease into his touch, letting him take away the stress of your day.

he ends up convincing you to take off your top so he can have better access to your upper back and, therefore, give you a better massage. and your pure-intentioned boy is true to his word, his fingers and palms pressing into your soft flesh and soothing you. after he’s worked your shoulders, he adjusts your body so that you’re sitting facing forward. he gets down on the floor and props your foot up on his knee. he repeats the process, helping you relax with those perfect hands and their relieving rhythm across your skin.

he kisses your ankles, shins, and calves, working his way up to your knees. you giggle as your hand threads through his curly green locks. you let him wrap his arms around you and carry you off to the bathroom, setting you down on the cold tiles and helping you undress. you two get into the shower and he lathers your body in body wash, sprinkling little kisses here and there before rinsing it off.

you sigh into the crook of his neck, “thanks for taking such good care of me.”

he hums in response and says, “always, honey.”

amajiki tamaki

idk about this twink

he’s giving shy cutie who does all of the laundry and makes the most delicious meals for you

he’s also great at gardening ⟶ you have the most beautiful garden in the neighbourhood because of this man and his quirk; he spends his days wrangling those weeds and planting pretty flowers and vegetables and fruits

of course, he uses your homegrown produce in your meals, making it taste amazing and extra special because of all the hard work he put into cultivating them

he would also make you the cutest bentos!!!!! like with the tako sausages and star-shaped fruit and veg ⟶ makes literal edible art just for his beautiful wife

i think he would always be trying new recipes and dishes and sharing them with you ⟶ like every friday, he’ll cook something new and won’t try it until you get home and try it with him

“tama, i’m home!” you call as you enter your home. you slip off your shoes, the scent of something savoury and delicious filling your nose. you walk into the kitchen and find your husband stirring a pot on the stove. you skip over to him and plant a kiss on his cheek, making him flinch in surprise. he lets go of the wooden spoon and looks at you with wide eyes, red dusting his cheeks.

“i didn’t hear you,” he says quietly, averting his gaze from yours.

you giggle and say, “did you miss me?” he nods furiously and returns to stirring the pot. you ask him what he’s cooking, and he tells you he’s making a soup from a magazine he read. you nod and leave him be.

for dinner, he serves you the most yummy soup you’ve had yet. with wide eyes, you tell him just how good it tastes, and he murmurs that he’s glad you like it. you two talk about your days, tama listening quietly to you rant about work drama. afterwards, you help him clean up.

you stand next to him, drying the dishes that he washes. after setting a plate down, you lean over and whisper in his ear, “maybe i’ll have to show you how much i like your cooking, tama.” you pull back, giggling and feeling cocky once you see that familiar blush rise to his cheeks and ears.

he glances at you every so often, watching his perfect angel dry the dishes and put them away. he quickly looks away once you bend over or reach up, your ass far too round or your tank top riding up and exposing a strip of your soft skin. you can’t wipe that shit-eating grin off of your face. you’re well aware of how he’s watching you, and you like how nervous you make him.

it takes some convincing but eventually, you let him know just how much he and his cooking, his taking care of your home, means to you.

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.

Poly bakusqaud x female reader pt2

Kirishima wrapped his arms around me as we walked “don’t worry pebble. Everything will be fine.” he said rubbing his cheek against mine, I smiled.Even if he tried to cheer me up i was still a little shaken up by everything that had happened. Soon we got back to our dorm and saw Mina on the couch, Deni and sero on the floor playing Mario cart and Bakugou was in the kitchen. I ran to Mina and hugged her

(hope y'all like my drawing I tried)

“Kiri why is my cutie crying?!” she asked / yelled Denki and Sero turned around to see y/n laying on mina “Bakugou get in here!” Sero yelled pausing the game“what do you want duck tape?! Why the hell is our nerd crying?! WHO HAS TO DIE?!” Bakugou yelled “Shut up and let her talk and you’ll find out!” Denki growled which shocked everyone. Once the boys sat down everyone looked at me “ok mi amor.. Tell us what happened” Sero said. I got off mina and began to tell them what happened. “And when I got up to move. H-he p-pinned m-me to t-the t-table a-and s-said i w-w-would t-take h-him a-as h-he t-touched m-me. S-So I h-hit h-him w-with m-my f-fire a-and r-ran o-off.” i was crying and shaking at that point Mina grabbed me and hugged me tightly. Everyone was highly pissed. “Nerd come here” Bakugou said, Mina let go of me and I walked over to him, He grabbed me by the shoulders and pulled me into a tight hug. “He won't get away with touching our nerd. That’s a promise.” he said with a murdiest growl. He was shaking “Babe..” I started as I rubbed his back. His breath hitched but he slowly calmed down as he placed his head on my shoulder. Soon enough we were trapped in a group hug by our group. I smiled as i was trapped in the large hug I felt safe and protected. Mina and I went to her room as the boys followed Bakugo to find Mr. Aizawa. Mina threw one of the boys shirts at me and some of her shorts. Once I got changed mina dragged me down onto her bed and she cuddled me. I smiled as her heart beat lead me to sleep I knew I was safe with her around. I'm pretty sure the Mr. Aizawa let the boys deal with the third year we'll see tomorrow. Soon Y/n and Mina where passed out hold each other.

Poly bakusqaud x female reader

Prologue

Your the bakusqauds baby.

even if your older than them your still their baby

no questions asked

Your always smudged in-between all of them

Your in the support class so you make their gear and costumes.

you meet them from Bakugou

you where the only one who work on his gear. You put Bakugou in his place which made him want to be friends with you

then you started hanging out with the bakusqaud.

soon they all feel in love with you and asked you to join their relationship you said yes.

(I'll do a story for this)

Ever wonder what would happen if someone hurt the bakusqauds baby? time to find out.

⚠️ Cursing, hurassment, poly relationship! , girl x girl, boy x boy, boy x girl⚠️

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)

hi hiii can u do dating denki plsss<<33

answer: 100%!! mind you some of these headcanons are ooc (ᵕ—ᴗ—) so sorry for the late response

𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐊𝐈 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒:

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: 𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐤𝐢 𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐤𝐢, 𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐦𝐡𝐚 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐤𝐢 𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐱 𝐮𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭! 𝐠𝐧! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

MEETING DENKI KAMINARI:

denki first meets you during a training session at ua, where he accidentally overloads his quirk and creates a small electrical storm, leading to a hilarious and chaotic scene. you’re the only one who laughs, sparking an instant connection.

he’s initially flustered by your confidence and sense of humor, feeling like he needs to impress you with his lightning speed in training, even if it results in some clumsy mistakes.

denki often asks for your help with his studies, particularly in subjects he struggles with, like math, using his charm to distract you while secretly hoping to win your attention.

when you sit next to him in class, he gets a little nervous and fidgets with his hair, secretly enjoying the proximity and wishing he could casually spark a conversation.

he’s always down for group outings, and he often tries to sit next to you or offer to carry the snacks, hoping to steal a moment of your attention.

he once tries to show off by zapping a soda can to open it for you, but it backfires, creating a fizzy mess that only makes you laugh more, endearing him to you even further.

CRUSHING ON YOU:

denki’s crush manifests in the form of a silly, boyish grin whenever you walk into the room; he can’t help but light up, much like his quirk when he’s excited.

he’s overly protective of you, especially during training sessions, often shielding you from rogue attacks with an electric shield, trying to play it cool but secretly worried about your safety.

he tends to send you random memes or funny videos to make you laugh, often accompanied by cringe-worthy puns about electricity that only he finds funny.

when you’re together in a group setting, he’ll boast about your abilities, trying to impress you and subtly show that he admires your skills, often getting a little competitive.

if you catch him staring at you, he’ll quickly look away, blushing and hoping you didn’t notice, internally screaming about how cute he thinks you are.

denki might even try to spark up conversations about your favorite subjects, awkwardly fumbling over his words, but genuinely wanting to know what you’re passionate about.

DATING DENKI KAMINARI:

denki surprises you with spontaneous dates, like taking you to the nearest arcade to challenge you in games, where he either wins or loses dramatically, making you both laugh.

he’s the kind of boyfriend who sends you good morning texts with cute electric puns and a lightning bolt emoji, setting the tone for your day with positivity.

he loves giving you electric hugs, literally buzzing with excitement whenever he sees you, but he’s careful not to overload you with his quirk, so it’s more like a gentle charge.

denki encourages you to embrace your quirks and talents, often cheering the loudest during your battles and reminding you that you’re amazing just the way you are.

he’s always there to lend an ear, especially when you’re feeling down, lighting up your mood with his goofy antics and unwavering support.

dates often end with him trying to impress you with some flashy electrical displays, even if it means making a little mess; he finds joy in seeing you smile at his attempts.

denki would make it a point to remember special dates, celebrating your anniversaries with a small surprise—like a handmade gift powered by his quirk, showing just how much he cares.

© 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐙𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓 —

⁺‧₊˚ ཐི 𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑲𝑻𝑶𝑩𝑬𝑹 ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺

—༉‧₊˚. “ STAY ON THE LINE ”

featuring. Denki Kaminari — BNHA | kink. phone sex

synopsis. It was your first year of college and your first year away from your boyfriend Kaminari. You had gone abroad to study while he stayed in Japan, which meant the two of you were long distance for the time being. This only worsened his neediness, resulting in him leaving multiple dirty text and voice messages a day.

authors note. This one’s a bit short! i tried to write i bit differently than i usually do but eh..all i rlly did was change [Y/N] anyways ENJOY <3

Bzzztt! Denki's phone vibrates. He grins, picking it up eagerly. "Ooo, another message from my favorite person!" He chuckled, tapping on the screen to read the latest text from you. His smile grew wider with each word.

"Man, I miss you so much babe..."

Denki sighs, leaning back against the wall of his dorm room. His fingers quickly type out a reply, thumbs moving rapidly across the screen. "I miss you too! It's so boring here without you. When are you coming back? I can't stand being apart from you any longer!" He hits send, bouncing his leg impatiently.

Just then, another notification pops up - a voice message this time. Denki's eyes light up as he taps on it, pressing the phone to his ear. Your voice fills his senses, making his pulse quicken. "Ohh, you sound so sexy..." He murmurs, biting his lip. Once the message ends, he quickly records his own reply. "You have no idea how much I want to hear that voice moaning my name..." Denki laughed while having a mischievous glint in his eye as he sends it off.

He sets his phone down, but it doesn't take long before it buzzes again. Denki snatches it up, eagerly checking for your response. "Hehe, can't get enough of me, can you?"

"Mmm, you know just what to say to get me all worked up..." He murmurs, feeling a familiar heat pooling in his core.

Denki quickly types out a reply, his thumbs moving rapidly. "Fuck, babe. If I was there right now, I'd pin you against the wall and kiss you senseless." He pauses, biting his lip as he contemplates his next words. "Then I'd slowly trail my hands down your body, touching every inch of you..." Another message is sent, Denki's breathing growing heavier.

Denki groaned, his free hand gripping the edge of his bed. "God,…I need you here with me, right now." He leans back, shifting slightly as a familiar tightness builds in his pants. "I want to feel your hands on me, your lips against mine..." Denki's voice drops to a husky whisper. "I wanna make you moan my name..." he continued on and on in the voice message until…

BRRRIIING! Denki's phone starts ringing, your name lighting up the screen. He eagerly swipes to answer, a wide grin on his face. "Hey there, sexy~" he purrs, voice low and smooth.

"I got your messages..." Your voice is soft and a bit shy, but Denki can hear the underlying desire behind it. "They, um, really got me worked up...

Denki chuckles, leaning back on his bed. "Good. That was the plan, babe." "So tell me, what are you wearing right now?"

You hesitate for a moment before responding. "Just a tank top and panties..."

"Mmm, perfect." Denki murmurs. "I wish I could see you right now. I bet you look so damn hot." His free hand trails down his chest, fingers dipping below the waistband of his sweats.

Your breath hitches slightly. "I miss you so much, Denki..."

"I miss you too, [Y/N]." He sighs. "This long distance shit sucks. I need you here with me, naked and squirming under my touch." Denki's voice drops to a husky whisper. "I want to feel your body against mine, be inside you.”

You let out a soft whimper. "Denki...”

"Shh, it's okay babe." He soothes. "I'll take care of you. Just close your eyes and imagine it's my hands on you, my lips kissing down your neck..." Denki's own breath grows ragged as he palms himself through his sweats.

"Mmm, that's right babygirl, let me hear it..." Denki's voice drips with desire as he listens to your needy whimpers over the phone. His grip tightens as he strokes himself, picturing your flushed face and parted lips.

"I want you so bad, Denki..." Your voice is breathy and desperate. "I ache for your touch, your kisses... I need you inside me."

Denki groans, hips bucking up into his hand. "Fuck, [Y/N]... You have no idea how badly I wanna be there right now." He bites his lip, trying to hold back his own moans. "I'd pin you down and ravish you until you're a trembling, begging mess."

Your breath hitches, a soft mewl escaping your lips. "Denki, please... I'm so close..."

"That's it, baby, let go for me." Denki growled. "Come undone while you think of me filling you up."

Your cries of ecstasy echo through the phone, sending a shiver down Denki's spine. He follows soon after, vision going white as he spills into his hand with a strangled groan of your name.

For a moment, the only sound is your heavy breathing and the rapid beating of both your hearts. Denki slowly comes down from his high, a lazy grin spreading across his face.

"Damn, [Y/N]... That was incredible." He chuckles, voice still rough with arousal. "I can't wait until I can have you like that for real."

"I miss you so much, it's torture being apart like this."

Denki's expression softens, all traces of teasing vanishing. "I know, babe. I miss you too." He sighs heavily, running a hand through his messy hair. "But just hang in there a little longer, okay? Soon enough, I'll be right there with you."

He pauses, a mischievous glint returning to his eye. "And then I can have my way with you all over again." Denki adds with a wink, even though you can't see it.

Your exasperated groan makes him laugh. "You're impossible, Kaminari."

"But you love it." He retorts playfully. Denki glances at the clock, brow furrowing slightly.

"Hey, I hate to cut this short, but I gotta get going. Got an early class in the morning."

"Oh, okay." You reply, a hint of disappointment in your voice. "I'll talk to you later then?"

"Definitely." Denki assures. "I'll be thinking of you~" He coos, blowing a dramatic kiss through the phone.

"Bye, Denki." You laugh, the sound like music to his ears.

"Bye, bye pretty." Denki says softly, a warm smile on his face as he ends the call. He stares down at his phone for a moment,

"Can't wait to see you again, [Y/N]."

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bloom omg hiii! first time in the ask box.. kinda nervous. put can i please request head-cannons as the reader being the mha boys workout/gym crush 🤗

( and can u plssss include bakugo ! only if u want though no pressure :p)

⋆˚࿔ crushed reps

— includes: kirishima, kaminari, sero & shinsou (in that order)

contains: gn!reader, unestablished relationship to established relationship

authors note: sorry for the long wait anon ! n thank u for the request mwah. btw hitoshi is actually delusional abt every interaction you have. he goes home and breaks it down w the guys while gaming.

also no bakugo cus guys i cant but there are so many other amazing bloggers who can and will do it amazingly so pls request and follow them !!!

⋆˚࿔ e.kirishima

eijiro wouldn’t notice you right away, being so immersed in his own workouts, but over the span of a couple of weeks he can’t help but take note of you. 

when you're nearby he lifts just a little heavier than usual at the chance to impress you. if you so much as glance over at him and flash him a smile, he considers it a win.

and if you compliment him it makes his day! he tries to play it off but he can’t stop himself from grinning like an idiot. “ah, it’s nothing really! um, i saw you and— you were doing great too!” 

eijiro would finally ask you out by putting flowers in your locker and then popping up behind you like, “hey, you're a really stable lifter— wanna go on a date with me?” 

once you are officially dating you are also officially gym partners for life. 

eijiro falls into the habit of buying the same gym brand equipment as you because he’s now shopping for two and it’s easier. 

you two start your mornings by making protein packed smoothies alongside a nutrient rich breakfast. eijiro encourages early runs before work together and you always accept— he wraps a scarf around your neck, insisting that your workout outfit isn’t warm enough.

eijiro is discussing both your workout plans on your way to the gym and runs at any opportunity to spot you.

at the end of the day, you like to take photos to document your progress and eijiro flexing in the back of them has become your new normal.

eijiro makes a joint diet schedule that’s hung up on your fridge and plans ice cream dates on your shared cheat days.

⋆˚࿔ d.kaminari

when denki first saw you at the gym— which was pretty soon after you began going because he’s always distracted at the gym — he lost track of his speed and flew off his treadmill. to no one's surprise, he spent the next couple of weeks watching you, not in a creepy way, but in an admirable one. 

you were consistent, confident, and exactly his type and he could tell all this without even having to talk to you.

your high gym attendance improves denki’s. now he spends hour-long sessions at the gym in hopes to run into or even just see you.

denki would come up with the stupidest way to talk to you for the first time. like he notices you’ve been focused on your biceps recently and challenges you to an arm wrestle. 

he goes home and practices complimenting you in the mirror, “woahhh nice form— no, that sounds weird. perfect form beautiful! …no not that. you are so sex— fuck.” (and maybe gets a little side tracked)

once he finally makes his move and you accept, he’s genuinely just sooo ecstatic to show you off at the gym. he loooves spotting for you, even if you don’t need it. 

denki loses his mind when you arrive with a new workout set that fits your figure just right, literally ogling at you shamelessly. he’ll say you need to fix your strap, no, he’ll do it for you just so he can get his hands on you.  

getting smoothies after working out is a new favorite part of both your routines. 

⋆˚࿔ h.sero

hanta sees you killing it on the stairmaster and immediately knows he needs you to be a part of his life.

he finds you at the front desk after one of his late night workout sessions, and sparks up a conversation with you. he’ll be sure to include how he notices you really like to do cardio and expresses his fascination for it.

from then on you two have a very flirty dynamic. there’s never a day where he doesn’t compliment you. 

he always brings an extra jacket just in case you want to do your exercises outside. 

hanta remembers your favorite energy drink, and somehow ‘accidentally buys two’ so he ends up giving you one. this happens more times than it should. 

hanta hears music blasting from your headphones one day and suggests making a shared playlist. he’d tease you for your music taste but listens to your favorite albums when he does solo runs or is studying.  

the first time you properly flirt back with him, he genuinely starts lagging. “yeah? really— i mean that great, you’re great.”

if someone’s creeping on you at the gym? he’s there in seconds. arm draped around your shoulders, casual but firm. “hey babe, you ready to go?” (he’d do this before you’re even official)

you could be doing two different exercises at the gym, but he makes sure that you’re always in his line of sight.

though hanta is an amazing boyfriend, he isn’t always the best gym buddy. all it takes is waking up next to you, breathing slow and peacefully as you’re tucked under his arm, for him to cancel his 8am workout session. and he’ll beg you to not leave his side when it’s time for you to get up. 

⋆˚࿔ h.shinsou

hitoshi first noticed you because you actually wiped down the equipment after using it. that’s it. his knew his standards were already high and maybe you’d prove he wasn’t out of his mind. 

hitoshi unapologetically looked you up on social media when he got home that day and physically flung his phone across the room when he accidentally liked your latest post. 

he definitely didn’t avoid going to the gym for a couple days after that…

eventually, you two end up at the water fountain at the same time and hitoshi forces his resting bitch face to curl up into a small smile. it pays off when you tell him he’s cute and pointed out his one sided dimple.

hitoshi would only ask you out after you've complimented him a dozen times, he’s dropped a million hints, and he’s 100% sure you’re interested in him.

even after becoming official, hitoshi gets totally flustered if you compliment his progress and will try to cover it with sarcasm. “whatever it’s nothing.” (he’s blushing)

you’re the only person he ever gives unsolicited advice to gently. “if you adjust your grip just a little, it’ll hit your lats better.” it’s his version of flirting.

hitoshi stopped taking pre-workout and started stretching with you in the morning instead (and it has worked wonders for him.)

you’re genuinely his biggest motivation. he thinks you’re cool and wants to keep you around so as long as you’re the one kissing his biceps by the day and he will keep on fighting.

if you’re both facing the mirror, and he catches your gaze he tries soooooo hard to act nonchalant but you can see him smiling to himself and quietly hyping himself up. 

⋆˚࿔ static hearts

you always find a way to make your boyfriend, denki, melt underneath your touch.

contains: nsfw content!! minors dni! gn!reader but feminine compliments used, established relationship, handjob, edging

authors note: welll…. happy ovulation week to me!

word count: 940

“come on denks,” you cooed, bringing a hand up to message slow, deliberate circles along his jaw.  

denki let out a hot strangled breath against your neck, reeling in the europhia he was receiving. his head tilted upwards, wisps of his— now ruffled —hair tickling your chin. “but i—“ his voice comes out in a rasp, his breath already stolen from when you started edging him twenty minutes ago.  

“shush...” you hushed gently, continuing at your current pace. each stroke is slow and intentional, perfectly in tune with how your boyfriend’s body reacts to your touch best. “just a little while longer. you hold out for me, right baby?” you ever-so-slightly tighten your grip on him, just enough to capture his attention.

a moan bullies its way out of denki’s chest and you feel him throb in your hand. he keenly nods his head, “mmh.. ye—yeah..” he choked out through clenched teeth. his hand hovers above your arm, reaching to grasp onto you but not yet doing so. “fuck—“ 

suddenly, you realize you can’t see his face clearly in your current position, and that’s definitely a problem. with a swift motion, the hand you have resting on his jaw carefully guides his head upward towards you. 

now, it’s perfect. his jaw is slack in your palm, mouth barley agape to allow short breaths to escape it. his eyelashes flutter as he blinks a couple of times. denki knows better than to ignore you, so he wastes no time meeting your gaze. 

your focus splits between maintaining a steady cadence and caressing his face, hoping that the balance will help him last just a little longer. you could never get tired of the faces, the sounds, your boyfriend makes when he’s like this; completely and utterly devoted to you. and you'll do whatever's necessary to draw out the moment. 

your boyfriend's eyes are glossed over in a state of vulnerability, dilated pupils immediately getting fixated on observing your face. it doesn’t help that he’s very clearly enjoying it. his cheeks completely flushed as a small, almost cocky, smile quirked up from the corner of his mouth. 

“pretty.” he prattles softly, hand finally landing on your arm and holding you like he never wants to let go. “you’re so pretty,” he gawked, biting his lip as he attempted, and failed, to hold back a moan. “ah—‘m the luckiest guy in the world. shit— fuck babe.” his eyes screwed shut momentarily, his head laying heavy on your shoulder. his words stir something dangerous inside of you. 

encouraged, you quicken your pace. the room echoed with evidence of denki’s arousal, squelching sounds bouncing off the walls. his vibration rang into your ears, spending a flush to your cheeks. his cock pulses in your hold, telling you he’ll be reaching his breaking point soon. 

a new sensation seems flicks to life in your boyfriend, (mostly likely sprouting from the view of your blushing face) prompting him to thrust his hips up into your warm palm. “‘m sorry— ‘s too good. your hand—” he babbles. his unoccupied hand reaches out to touch himself— to grant himself more pleasure, but he stops himself before it does. instead, he watches your persistent rhythm, mesmerized. “babe your hand is amazing, god…how much longer—” he’s breathless but of course he can't ever seem to stop talking when it comes to you. “i’ll be good. i’ll be so good, i promise just let me—“ his docile eyes feel intoxicating as he pleads. 

desperate now, you press your fingertips to his jaw and lean in, leading him into an openmouthed kiss.

denki physically shakes when your lips make contact. the kiss is terribly messy, denki’s drool mixing with your spit, your tongues gliding together. but it proves to be worth it when you hear the muffled groan your boyfriend struggles to hide as he kisses you back. you diminish the speed of the kiss, carefully calculating the extent of your boyfriend's pleasure— not wanting him to cum until he was at the absolute peak of his ecstasy. 

you move your hand to direct your strokes higher, grazing over his leaking, pink tip. 

slowly, you slip your tongue out of his mouth and tenderly place a cluster of kisses over his swollen lips. his voice wavers underneath you, “baby. baby, please. god please, i— i can’t.”

“i know baby,” you kiss his cheek, fingers still absentmindedly fondling his face. “come on. be good for me, like you said you’d be.”

denki looks at you again for reassurance and when you nod, he lets go. the muscles in his thighs visibly tighten as his body rumbles. the room seems to hum with an electric charge as his body quivered, his head lolls back on your shoulder as a quiet chain of fuck’s leave his lips, painting your hand white with his seed.

denki’s breathing staggers as you continue to pump him until he’s fully empty, his chest rising and falling hastily.

“fuckkk…” his voice is hoarse, and his eyes are wide as he studies the scene cum stained infront of him. and with no shame at all, he turns over and kisses your neck. “i fucking love you.” he grunts, still attempting to catch his breath. 

you can feel his grin on your neck. you smile too, “i love you too.”

you slowly detach your hand from the stickiness, cringing at the sultry fluid. denki looks up from the crook of your neck and flashes you a dorky grin, “lick it up for me?” he asks, his eyes somehow still lingering with lust. 

you let out a breathy laugh, “… i'll go get the towel.”

heyy i love your smaus 🩷🩷 and i wanted to request one where the reader texts the guys that they have an emergency but they only want them to like kill a spider and maybe like the aftermath of that 😭 (i ask you include hitoshi but other then that’s its up to you) 🫶🏻🫶🏻

⋆˚࿔ sticky situation

— includes: midoriya, kirishima, kaminari, sero & shinsou (in that order)

contains: gn!reader but denki says “mama”, can be platonic or romantic!

authors note: thankkk u for the request anon! denki, eiji, and hanta are scared of spiders canon!!!

⋆˚࿔ fratastrophe (⭑)

being in a situationship with frat boy denki kaminari

contains: 18+ content!! minors dni!! f!reader, situationship/fuck buddies, sending pics, lots of pet names and compliments, parties, weed and drinking mentioned.

authors note: i knew nothing abt frats three days ago before i started this so!! it’s probably not very accurate but still this is for fun so :3 enjoy!

due to @cherries4katsuki’s request :P

⋆˚࿔ shared spaces

kaminari moves into the spare bedroom in your apartment

contains: roommate!kaminari and gn!reader but feminine terms used. weezer mentioned

authors note: honestly this can be taken as romantic or platonic! i just had this idea and wanted to make a little smau out of it

how would denki react to his s/o finding his voice attractive? (he has such a nice voice) 🩵 thank you so much

Honestly I think he'd be sort of like shocked and happy at the same time.

Okay but imagine you and the bakusquad are hanging out, right? Denki is about to say something, and Sero kinda talks over him, and Denki kinda just kept quiet.

Until you were like: Sero Stfu Denki was talking

Which got everyone quiet.

Then later he knocks on your dorm room and is like, "You know, you really didn't have to do that, Sparks."

And you reply with, "I know, but I like hearing your voice. Its pretty." You say with the most innocent and beautiful smile on your face.

Denki swears he almost dropped on one knee right then and there. He literally jumps onto you, attacking you with kisses and affection.

Denki loves you so much he can write a whole ass novel on you.

You complimenting his voice a lot definitely boosts his confidence, ego, etc.

Anyway I hope that was good enough Anon if you hate it you can be honest 🙏

“Y/nnnnn” Denki whined flopping backward over the back of the common room couch. 

“What’s up, love?” You asked stroking his hair as you continue reading on a certain orange and white website. “Ya know how we haven’t told the class about us dating yet?” he asked as you looked away from your phone and rose a brow at him “Yeah? Why?” you questioned already having a feeling as to where this was going

“Welllllll, they found out” he chuckled peaking over your shoulder at whatever you were reading.

“Oh? How’d that happen?” you laughed pushing him away from your screen (for his own safety of course) 

“I let Mina use Spotify on my phone and-” he started explaining before you got the hint 

“She saw your lock screen” you smirked putting your phone down as he nodded “and my wallpaper” you just shrugged knowing they were going to find out eventually “ It was gonna happen eventually, wanna watch a movie?” despite his pouting, he nodded climbing further onto the couch his head in your lap as you ran your fingers through his hair.

Little did the two of you know almost everyone in your guys’ class had witnessed everything and they were preparing to tease the heck out of both of you.

“Psst heyyy, wake upppp, heyyy” a familiar voice whispered, shaking you awake as you slowly opened your eyes, dazed with sleep and confusion from the sudden interruption of your slumber. Only to see your boyfriend, Denki Kaminari, his golden eyes oddly bright in the dark room, the only other light being your alarm clock sitting on your bedside table. The bright LED letters read 1:30 am in bold green letters.

“Denki? What’re you doing here? Do you know what time it is?” you whispered suddenly more alert thinking something was wrong “Wellll I may or may not have chugged all the battery acid I made with Sero earlier today” he said sheepishly smiling as he rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

“Really? Are you insane? There was like a gallon of it” You asked incredulously remembering that you advised him that even making the sugar filled drink, though it was interesting to watch, was probably a bad idea. But he saw it on tiktok and ended up convincing Sero that it would be a good idea somehow.

“Yeahh, it wasn’t as good as I thought it would be….but it was fun trying it” he cheered very obviously hyped on sugar. “Well, is there something you need, I love you but I also love sleep which I can’t really get if I’m awake having a conversation” You raised an eyebrow at him though he probably couldn’t see the motion.

“I can’t exactly sleep right now so I was hoping we could hang out” he said tracing small patterns on your clothed leg.

“Really? It’s nearly two am. What are we supposed to do anyway? Everybody's asleep” you asked tired but curious “well we still have the candy from the easter egg hunt this afternoon, I was thinking we could sneak out and explore or something” he suggested as you shook your head 

“You don’t need anymore sugar right now sweetheart. You’re literally vibrating right now” you pointed out putting a hand on his shoulder in an attempt to stop him vibrating but it just continued on though it didn’t seem to bother him much so you left it alone for the moment.

“Yeah I guess I am but it’s fineee” he shrugged “so can we go?” you wanted to protest but you knew that if you didn’t go at least to watch over him, he would probably get into some sort of trouble.

“Yeah let me get my hoodie” you sighed flinging your legs over the side of your bed as he cheered “yayyy” 

And so that’s what you did, narrowly escaping Aizawa as he finished patrolling the corridors for the time being and making out into the student parking lot. The air was brisk and cold making you glad that you brought your hoodie but also worried about your fabulous boyfriend, who despite it being his idea to go out was very unprepared for the temperature.

“Hey pikachu, are you sure we should do this? It’s pretty cold out here” you asked knowing he would get cold later on. “Yep, I just got my car’s heater fixed so we should be fine” he brushed it off nonchalantly and started walking towards his old Mazda CX-5 at the beginning of the lot dragging you with him.

“Okayy, are you sure you should be driving like this though?” with how much he was shaking maybe letting him drive wasn’t the best idea….

“Well you don’t have a license so I’m driving!” he cheered, unlocking the car and throwing himself into the drivers side “come on!” His eagerness was cute. You couldn’t lie to yourself, but you were still hesitant getting into the passenger's side. 

“Where are we going first?” you asked as he started the car “first we’re gonna get snacks” he smiled looking back as he backed out of the lot, his rearview mirror very obviously hasn’t been touched or adjusted properly since it was bought.

It was nice, just driving along the empty streets with him, as he told any and every story he could possibly remember and though you’ve heard many of them a lot you listened happily, content to be able to spend time with him like this.

“So any specific destination or are we just gonna drive around?” You questioned curiously as he shrugged, the shaking mostly lost to the vibrations of the vehicle “ I have a few ideas, but you’re just gonna have to wait” 

Now that made you slightly nervous but also slightly excited grasping his hand over the center console as conversation flowed easily between the two of you and it wasn’t long before you pulled up to a 24/7 convenience store.

“I’ll go inside, is there anything specific you want?” He asked, turning off the engine to avoid wasting gas since it wasn't exactly cheap with how the economy was right now. “Uhhh can you get me f/f and f/d please” you asked was he nodded smiling “okay, I’ll be right back”

Silence settled as you watched him walk inside the light shining bright enough through the windows of the store that they lit up the car just enough to where you just barely see the interior of the car.

The clock on your phone reading 2am on the bright screen as you decided to scroll through your socials looking at things your friends had posted throughout the week and it wasn’t long before the door was opening and Denki was climbing back into the car with a plastic bag grasped in his hand. “I got the snacks now let’s go before the sun comes up”

With the time you’ve been awake since he pulled you out of bed, the idea of going back to sleep was quickly escaping you as you let out a yawn, a guilty look crossed the man's face as he pulled out of the parking lot that he quickly covered up as he got onto the main road.

“I’m super sorry I dragged you outta bed” he muttered as you looked at him “It’s fine, so far this has been really fun” you smiled as he smiled right back at you “really? Well it’s about to get even better” 

As his mood was back he started speeding up well past the speed limit and racing through the desolate streets, the cold air flowing through the windows but at this point it wasn’t the main focus though the speed of the vehicle was exhilarating watching him drive at this speed one hand on the wheel and the other resting on your leg, your own hand in his grasp was very much messing with your mind as you glowed a bright red. Heat radiating from your body slightly and you prayed that he hadn’t noticed.

But it was clear to him, as a smirk appeared on his face and the car sped up somehow faster than what was probably legal but none of that mattered in this moment as the farther you got the less building you seem to pass. 

Trees and greenery overtook the land as the only buildings were a few shrines here and there but even those seemed abandoned as they were overgrown and at the mercy of the forest itself. “Where are we goingggg” you whined having been in the car since you were woken almost two hours earlier.

“Relaxxx, we’re almost there” he laughed as he slowed the car to a complete stop in the middle of a small clearing, “we’re gonna have to walk from here” he stepped out of the car walking towards the trunk as you stepped out following him. “Whatcha got there?” you asked, grasping the plastic bag containing the snacks bought earlier.

Though he also grabbed a canvas backpack you weren’t aware he even owned as most of his possessions were pretty much brightly colored with some sort of graphic or something he saw on social media that he just had to have but this bag was nothing like that, it was a boring brown bag. 

“Just a few things I brought along: he explained slinging the bag over his shoulder  not really indulging more, by this time it was around 3 it had taken a half an hour to arrive at this clearing “We aren’t walking too far right?” you asked not really prepared for a long journey on foot as you were only wearing a hoodie over your pajamas and some old skater shoes.

“It shouldn’t be far, at least that’s what google maps told me” he shrugged “okay, turn on your phone's flashlight cause the sun isn’t supposed to set for at least another two hours” which was true it was really hard to see, the brightest things around being your partners golden eyes as the sugar still circulated through his system and the phone screen he reading off of. “Are we really relying on google maps for this?” you questioned, raising an eyebrow at him though you doubted he could see it. “Yep, that's right, now let’s get going” he smiled, the flashlight on his phone nearly blinding you with the sudden light. His screen was slightly broken but he managed to follow the directions pretty well somehow.

It wasn’t long before the two of you came across a much larger clearing where the ruins of some sort of building was covered in tattered tape which clearly stated not to enter but it looked to be at least ten years old. “What are we doing here?” 

“We’re gonna go hang out on the roof” he smiled, dragging you towards the building which looked as if it would fall any minute. “Are you sure that’s a good idea?” you asked nervously as you really didn’t plan on dying this way or this soon “we’ll be finee, I’ve been here like, a billion times!” 

“But what if something falls on us? or some sort of wild animal comes out and attacks us? what if we get arrested?Isn;t this trespassing? Shit mister Aizawa is gonna be pissed at us he’ll probably strangle us with his sca-” you went on rambling as he covered you mouth with his hand gently silencing you 

“You’re doing that thing again” he stated confusing you 

“What thing?” you questioned unaware that you were doing anything out of the normal

“That thing you do where you’re thinking about everything that could go wrong and stressing yourself out” 

“Well alot can go wrong, we didn’t tell anybody where we were going and it’s dark and-” again he silence you “you’re doing it again, just relax,  I texted Bakugou before I came to get you and I left a note in Kirishima’s room so if we go missing bakugou will know, and kirishima will make him look for us. Try not to think so much okay? Just enjoy living in the moment” 

You relaxed nodding softly, knowing your boyfriend was right, you knew you had a habit of overthinking constantly and you do try to be positive but that’s really hard when everything that could possibly go wrong floods into your head putting you in panic mode. 

Denki knew, as sometimes like everybody he had moments where he did the same, he also knew the mental toll it could take on a person. So his solution was to live in the moment, not thinking good or bad in his head.

“Let’s go” he smiled, leading you through the building taking time to show you smaller details such as some graffiti he and Mina had done on the broken walls, and small messages written on the wall in different colored sharpies.

The building was three stories that had somehow not completely collapsed though they lacked most of the original walls, or walls at all. Lastly he led you to the final set of stairs, chipped, weathered, and leaning more to the left then they probably should but Denki assured you were sturdy being able to support not only himself but the entirety of the bakusquad on some occasions. 

And he was correct the two of you, though very slowly on your part due to nerves and fear of it suddenly collapsing but nonetheless it held strong and you both managed to get onto the roof safetly. 

“Woah, it’s so pretty up here” you gazed in awe as the stars above you were faded compared to when you guys arrived there. The sky now a fading from the night blue to an early morning pink, and fairy lights were scarcely drapped around a mini structure similar to a fort one would build in their living room, the tarp acing as the roof of this smaller structure was held up by two obviously broken and weathered broom sticks.

“What s this?” you asked curiously since denki had never mentioned such a thing here, “me, Sero, and Mina put this together last time we came here, it’s not the most studry but it’s held up this long” he grinned proud of what he and his friends had put together.

“That’s awesome Denki but shouldn’t we get back to the dorm soon? THe sun will be up soon and we don’t want Aizawa to strangle us” you shivered at the thought of whatever punishment your teacher would come up with should he find out about your guy’s early morning adventures. 

“It’ll be fine, we can leave after the sun is up” he assured patting your head before ushering you into the fort, “we can eat up here” the tarp did provide a nice shield from the winds that where all the more potent now that you where higher up so you agreed sitting in the small space as your lovely boyfriend followed you holding the bags that you two had carried with you.

It was nice, just sitting there with him, it wasn’t often you guys did stuff like this. Even though the reasoning behind this adventure was not ideal as funny as it is you really enjoyed spending this time with him. With hero training, and hanging out with friends it wasn’t easy to make time and as much as you both enjoyed hanging out alone in either of your rooms it got old after awhile.

So there the two of you sat, lack of sleep finally hitting the both of you as the blonde next to you began to doze off on your shoulder, and you soon joining him the snacks as long forgotten as the time. While the sun rose peacefully unlike either of you who where completely passed out inside a fort.

-Late; Upon Return To The Dorm-

“And where where you?” you teacher stood across from you both, your boyfriend leaning o your back still dozing off luckily making it through the drive with many pit stops for coffee “uhhh getting milk..?”

You both spent the rest of the evening being hung from the ceiling by your teachers scarf.

-End-

𝐈 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊 𝐓𝐎𝐎 𝐌𝐔𝐂𝐇: 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

summary: it's terrible when you're in love with your best friend. it's terrible that he's in love with someone else.

pairing: kaminari denki x reader, (hanta sero x reader)

— incomplete // 2/? chapters posted (5.6k words currently)

— fluff, angst, smut (mdni / 18+)

please read every chapters content warnings before proceeding! let me know how you're finding the series! check out some polls! >> chapter one / chapter two

some things you can expect from i talk to much: lots of feelings, your main friends are kirishima + kaminari and sero, slow burn, angst, fluff, hinted at chubby!reader, everyone is a pro hero, pet names, your friends are hot and you know it.

part one- angst, petnames

part two- gardening bashing, pet names, fluff, it's a mystery trying to figure out what's going on inside your best friend's heads, i use the words sofa and couch interchangeably