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kozumaguchi · 1 year

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BNHA at a Waterpark

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Featuring - Midoriya, Bakugo, Todoroki, Iida, Kirishima, Denki, Sero, Dabi, Shigiraki, Toga, Uraraka, Tsu, Jiro, Momo, Mina, Aizawa, Hawks, Tamaki, Mirio, & Neijire.

Warnings - Possibly Suggestive but not really.

Midoriya sunburns slightly, but isn't fazed by it. He convinces himself to go down a huge waterslide, nearly losing his trunks and dignity once he reaches the bottom.

Bakugo doesn't sunburn, but does walk around in crocs Kiri bought him and some fancy ass sunglasses. Cursing off anyone who splashes him.

Todoroki is a plus one to whoever wants to go down a tubing waterslide, he also pays for alot of the drinks. Some kid said the sunburn on his eye looked sore....

Iida is practically a lifegaurd, making sure everyone is all right and not in any trouble, he also packed tons of sunscreen, towels, water bottles, and a whistle.

Kirishima wears hot pink trunks with 'manly' written across the back. He is a hype man for anyone who goes down a scary ride, and threatens Mineta throughout the trip.

Denki buys two slushies for himself to see how blue his tongue can get, and nearly gets convinced to wear a speedo by Sero, but doesn't do it because of Bakugo threatening him.

Sero dances casually to whatever song is playing over the radio, before going to bumper boats and destroying Mina and random children with his impeccable aim.

Shigiraki didn't go, he refuses to.

Dabi is paid to go in Shigiraki's place, simply holding onto whatever drinks and food Toga bought while she goes on every ride possible with Twice.

Toga cuts in line, doesn't follow the posture rules while on the slide, and hammers water balloons at innocent bystanders. She truly is in her prime when at a Waterpark.

Uraraka goes on a few rides but prefers sitting at the picnic tables eating or going down a lazy river. She does take quite a few photos to show her parents.

Asui flips over the floaties her classmates are on, and swims around pools with only her eyes visible. She somewhat scares a few children, but she doesn't notice.

Jiro doesn't like Waterparks, pools, or summer for the matter. She sunburns like crazy, hates crowds, and can't swim well. So she just clings to Momo for the whole day.

Momo helps Jiro with her swimming and sunburns, whilst getting numbers from different dudes. She rejects them all, before eating four cotton candy cones in peace.

Mina loves going on the craziest rides, bribing her friends (Denki/Sero) to join her. She recommends the rides to everyone while her friends are shaking on the benches from fear.

Aizawa looks over Eri while she splashes around in the pool. He laughs quietly when she constantly asked the 1A students to watch her while she does a cool water trick.

Hawks was a volunteer lifegaurd because Mirko said she would to it too... But she backed out on purpose. So he sits around eating some popcorn while he rips up all the different phone numbers he got.

Tamaki burns very easily, so he's wearing a full body suit and has his face smeared in sunscreen, he will go in a some gentle rides, but is intimidated by anything to high.

Mirio wears a speedo proudly, visiting Eri once and while to give her some food and drinks. He has no fear while going on rides, and was the one who smeared Tamaki's face with sunscreen.

Neijire seems like she'd be sweet and peaceful at a Waterpark... But that's all wrong. She has a plan to destroy everyone with water balloons and water guns. Even the pro heroes aren't safe.

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slut4daviii · 1 year

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character(s): d.kaminari

pt: 02/02

cw: fingering, cum/anal eating, edging, praise kink(?), daddy kink, brat taming, caught, post-shower sex, mind-fucking, slight degradation, belly bulge, size kink, thigh-fucking (kinda)

your step-brother thought he had a few more minutes before you got out of the shower. he learns the hard way what happens when you’re caught masturbating.

a/n: i hate this shit sooo fucking much. | i gave up halfway through (thats what took it so long to come out. | minors and fem-aligned DO NOT INTERACT

title: whatcha up to, sparky?

wc: idefk (prolly 2000-2500)

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he only had another minute or two.

steam rose from the crevices of your locked bathroom; music blaring from the other side.

“[n—name]! ng—ngmh! nhg!….fu—fugk! right there!” the words left his mouth in an unceremonious fashion, sounding more like a broken record; he said it again, and again, repeating himself almost indulgently. a hand ghosted his twitching erection, blazing forth a sleuth of high-pitched moans.

your hands reached for the knobs, twisting it off in one swift movement.

“just a little longer baby.”

I—I can’t…! pl—please [name]! I need to— nghm! cum!” the machinery within his body continued to spear his insides, impaling the deepest depths of his mind. with a steady flow of electrons— curtesy of his quirk, the speed of his ‘toy’ increased drastically, now entailing itself into his stomach.

“mmhg! [na—name]! I—I’m gon—gonna cum!”

he listened intently, already having memorized the audio’s contents. your voice spoke to him, shooting daggers into his body.

“does my good boy wanna cum?”

Denki nodded— phonetically speaking through gritted teeth. “tes! [name] le—lemme cuhm!”

“no.”

his body retreated away from the sound, his head snapping backwards at the edging.

sweat trickled from his forehead, exhaustion clawing at his hips. he pressed your shirt— sweat-ridden and freshly used— further against his nose, inhaling deep breaths of your musky scent, the smell sending him overflowing with lust.

he squirmed against your sheets, moving his hands to slam your pillow over his face. “nmfgh…! [n—name]! mfg—ghm!” he pulled the pillow away— vision still slightly obscured by your shirt.

“aww, I’m hurt… comparing me to something as small as that.”

Denki shot up, his quirk mushing more elegant arcs of electrical surges into the machine— it picking up enough speed to make him lurch to his side. “uhng! wa—wait! wait [n—na]! wait, it—it’s not what—what it looks like!”

your body coupled into his vision, the tranquil curves of your muscles blurring behind the liquid wall of lust coaxing Denki’s body. beads of water rolled over your smoothing skin— the moisture from your shower still sticking to the surface of your body.

“oh? is it not? then what’s goin’ on, …zappy?” the nickname fell from your lips like a satin blanket, dully dressed in the glorious afterglow of pleasure.

the toy inside of Denki was still moving, strongly striking his nerves in mind-blurring fashion. “nnguh! it—it’s because of—of your v—oice! the video you made!”

you smirked, a dark chuckle leaving you. “so you watch my videos? that makes you a perv, y’know.”

Denki fumbled, his facade falter alongside the coiling strings of semen erupting from his slit. “unug—ha!” his moan was spun on the web of a gasp, snatching his body’s actions away from him. “I— uhg! …n—no! that’s n—not what I—nghm! meant!” he gulped back his shame, sitting up against your wall. “I— was j—just…” his eyes traveled everywhere, looking for a plausible explanation as to what he was very obviously doing.

you pushed off the frame of your door, dragging your tongue along the ridge of your teeth. “so what did you mean…Denk?’”

the way the nickname burrowed yourself into his skin make him quiver with anticipation. though he didn’t know what to expect. “anything you wanna say?” the question was laced with greed— almost as if you were teetering on the idea of turning him into a, your slut.

your knee connected with the edge of your bed, your weight dipping the mattress intolerably. the water from your hair dripped down your body, running circles on your torso before making way to your v-line. “I—nghm! I was, just… just trying to…” his eyes lowered. “uh! uhm, well… I guess you— we…!”

“eyes up here, Denk’.”

you brought your hand to his chin— almost in a cliché sense, your eyes locking in a one-sided battle. “so, Denk… what were you doing?”

you were hovering over him, your height difference clouding, if not completely obscuring his perspective. your bulge pressed into the cusp of his thighs.

a shallow gasp escaped you, your head dropping to look at him. his legs were shaking slightly, the skin of his body smooth and perfectly poised. “god, your so beautiful.”

Denki flushed; his eyes darting around articulately. his body was cleansed of its own blood, now replaced and replenished by the torrents of your own; he was bound to you. bound in your spell.

“is this my shirt?” his eyes finally focused, the grey material momentarily filling his vision before you took it from him. “is this where my clothes have been going? on your pervy little curves? helping you masturbate?”

“n—no! I haven’t been d—doing anything, man! I’ve ju—just been low on—NGHM!” Denki’s hands came up to your shoulders: gripping and scratching along the skin. “[n—name]! I—I just said that— ngh! I didn’t st—steal your cloths!”

your fingers intersected themselves in the innermost nerves of Denki’s body. he reflected the feeling of arousal in his eyes— the sensation causing the irises of his eyes to gloss over with tears.

“this isn’t about my clothes, Denk’” you groaned, feeling Denki’s legs press on the head of your cock. “its about you. and what you’re doing in my room. with my shirt over your face, and a fuck machine in your ass.”

you displaced your fingers, rubbing them along his prostate. “so, what exactly are you doing?”

Denki threw his head back— a sound erupting from his mouth in a dysphoric rage of moans. “mmgh! I— I w—was low on—ahgn!” a sharp thrust of your fingers stopped his sentence, his cock twitching with precum.

“stop lying Denk’ you know mom hates that shit.”

your cock throbbed painfully, the towel around your waist falling to your thighs— your cock rubbing against your step-brother’s abdomen. “c’mon Denk’” you almost whined, desperation washing over you in arcs of painful crescent moons. “I’m so… fuckin’ horny.”

your fingers glistened within him— a grandeur sound resonating within him. he audibly gasped at it, trying to move away from you but your sudden grip on his thigh altered his movements, making him slide under you instead.

he gulped, finding himself floundering around at the feeling of your cock against his stomach. it aligned with the skin just above his belly button. his movements were spastic, a jumble of jerks and twist sending molten plasma down your shaft.

“Denk…” your words were cold— rigid with seething but controlled gasp. “if you keep movin’ like that, I’ll cum.”

Denki blushed, a liquid crimson band covering his entirety. his movements momentarily halted, the surges of lust nestling into his stomach, coiling into a warm feeling that tightened with each move of your fingers

however, they left his body in a sickly masochistic way. you brought your fingers to your mouth and slid your tongue along the skin, maintaining a dysphasic tone of eye contact. the look in your eyes heating Denki’s body to an all time high.

your fingers, now covered in a flowing sea of spit and lube reached for Denki’s lips— breaking the surface of his mouth. his heartbeat was in his throat, yet, he still took your fingers into the depths of his mouth.

you played with his tongue, using your index and middle to balance the pink muscle in a titillating, slightly uncomfortable fashion.

you moved once more, shoving yourself into his throat. he choked and gagged, spitting around your knuckles but made no attempt to stop your brutality.

after a few seconds, you took your fingers away from him, letting him breathe.

“what were you doing in my room, Denk?” you asked once more.

“hnah! mng—h! I—I wasn’t doin’ anything, ma—man!”

you chuckled, moving your hand to your cock— stroking from base to tip. with your other hand, you wrapped his torso in your forearm, lifting him to your v-line. “tsk, tsk. mom would be disappointed.” your tip grazed his hole, “first, you have the shameless idea to masturbate in my room, then you lie about it.”

you pushed inward— also grabbing your shirt and shoving it into Denki’s mouth. he moaned around the fabric, his eyes crossing when you had yourself fully excavated within him. “I guess you’ve always needed a little more time to learn things…”

your hips fell away from him, dragging your tip down the ridge of his spine. the afterimage of your shaft was still intact; exhibiting through his pelvic muscles. it was filthy. utterly disgraceful to witness. “but… it’s a good thing you’ve got me.”

not a second later, his catalyst was filled once more, your cock reaching intolerably deep into his physique. his arms slid down your chest— leaving scarlet marks on your abdominal walls.

a hiss left your lips, the sound similar to a snake. you grabbed his wrist with one of your hands, using the other to snatch your shirt from his mouth. “haah! [n—name]! de—deep! c—cock too deep’n me…!”

you wrapped his wrist in your shirt, taking the edges of the bindings and crossing them into his drooling lips— the knot forming a gag. “my what?” you mocked, laughter soon filling your white-walls. “too deep? you were just using a fuck machine, jerking your dick to the smell of my clothes! now it’s too deep?”

you began thrusting shallowly, moving his thighs to your chest and pulling his legs to fall down your back. a swift motion of your hips shook Denki’s body, pushing him into his second orgasm.

he tightened around you, a convulsive throbbing in his cock and rapidly clenching hole gave way to the white twine and muffled moans of your step-brother. he thrashed his hands around— vigorously trying to grip onto anything.

you grinned at this, continuously thrusting into him. Denki felt his consciousness leaving him, his eyes falling lidded and heavy.

you, stuttering over the feeling of your own body, groaned profusely— your hips stinging with exhaustion. “you— mgh! you can’t handle my dick? if you wanna tap out, just tell me what you were doing in here.”

Denki mumbled, not knowing how to form correct words. “I—nguhm! ne— never anyth’ng! do th’ng!” he consulted his eyes, the orange pupils glass-like and heart-shaped. “nghu! FUGKH! m—man! ca—can’t think!”

a skeletal architecture altered into his body, forming a permanent semicircular shape— an arch lifted his body off the bed, rubbing your slit into his prostate.

both of your came— your cock trembling with painful arcs of melancholy emission staining the onslaught of Denki’s organs. his body spasmed with crude pleasure— his eyes rolling into emptiness.

his body went limp in your arms: mouth slack, eyes closed, and breathing shallow.

he’d passed out.

your body heaved, heavily burned from your orgasm. your cock was still deep within him, your semen creating a barrier between the two of you— however his warmth was still surrounding you in surreal relief. it begged you to keep going, begged for you to unload your balls and every drop of cum you had into him.

a gulp traveled intermittently across your tongue, cascading into your throat. you casually slipped your finger onto his waist— gripping the skin in a gentle embrace.

you pushed your pelvis further into him, your tip ramming against the bottom of his enclosure. your head tilted back, eyes closed with plenty more pleasure.

you pulled from him, slamming back against his skin in a single breathless moment. his body rippled through with waves of light. sweat enchanted his body like a giant cloud, puddling on his stomach— entrancing the skin alongside the pool of his cum.

you again thrusted into him— this time harsher. you were transported to another world, blissfully unaware of Denki’s stirring body. he was waking back up, his cock sleek with pre-cum.

his vision was still obscured, the feeling of fabric still plastered over his tongue. he whined, more pre-cum falling from his slit. “mghph— phuhk muh! [nuhmhe]! chaut c—can’t cuhm! n’more!”

you couldn’t hear him. you were completely lost in your own thoughts: the same words repeated throughout the entire time, “fuck him! fuck him until he can’t walk! fuck him! fuck him! fuck him fuck him fuckhimfuckhimFUCKHIMFUCKHIM!”

your thoughts mushed together, a singular statement that dug deeper and deeper into your mind. it burned into your brain, forcing your hips to move internally deeper, milking a third orgasm from Denki. he couldn’t speak, couldn’t move, he was racked with tears— crying out in ecstay

you were panting heavily, biting down on your lip to keep your sounds of elation. your orgasm was slowly steeping upon you, the feeling setting off a buzzing sensation all over your body.

“fuuhk… Denki, I’m gonna— Imma cum.”

Denki’s legs shook with excitement, another orgasm rumbling through his body. he screamed around your shirt, pressing his hips against yours. spit dripped from his chin, running down his abdomen and onto his maroon shaded tip.

overwhelming coils of heat knotted within you, pushing your hips into an uneven pace

you weren’t aiming at anything, just hitting Denki’s body over and over again. you were chasing after an orgasm that was mere inches away.

sloppy thrust turned to harsh, animalistic tactics— erratically fucking Denki into the soft cloth rubbing against your balls. you were going crazy, the heat from your abdomen shooting into your tip, choking you in a panicked rage.

you leaned down to Denki, ripping your shirt from his lips, quickly replacing the cloth with the chapped skin of your lips. you messily kissed along his face, moving sloppily to his neck. “who’s your daddy?”

Denki moaned— the sound hoarse and cracking. “y—[name]! m’daddy! m’yer slut!”

the words only continued to edge you, your tip twitching inside him, “say it again— fuck… I’m so close to giving you my kids…!” your shaft throbbed at his mindlessness, the moans bouncing like embers from a raging river of fire. “please, say it again…! what’s my name, Denk?”

“daddy! da—duaddy! mngh!… ma’cuhm! cuhm n’daddy’s cock!” again Denki clench around you, his swollen hole screaming at you to keep going— keep abusing him until your name was spelled into his organs.

“fu—“ you couldn’t finish your sentence, a powerful surge of pleasure rushing through every blood cell in your body, energetically jerking your lower body around. like an angry explosion your cum clawed its way through you, pushing out any and everything you had within you, transferring it into Denki.

Denki’s cum was clear— thin and falling onto his pecs, dripping like water onto his face. he shivered at the feeling, not having the energy to move or even breathe correctly.

you sighed, head falling painfully to your pillow, the feeling of Denki’s hair right beside your face annoying the nerve endings of your skin.

you pushed his head away, closing your eyes and drifting into a deep sleep.

until…

“[NAME]! DENKI! WHAT IS GOING ON?! WHAT ARE THE TWO OF YOU DOING?!!”

you gulped.

shit.

#dom male reader #gay #seme male reader #top male reader #mha smut #mha x male reader #mha x dom male reader #gay smut #bnha denki #denki x male reader #denki x dom male #denki x top male reader

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love-fictional-ppl · 21 days

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Bsf!Denki Kaminari who is a total flirt. He hangs out with a hot girl 24/7, how can he not? After all, he does jerk off to a picture of you before bed, almost every night.

Bsf!Denki Kaminari who can be super attractive when he’s not trying so hard. The tension gets to be real thick sometimes when he’s just laid back still consuming your entire being.

Bsf!Denki Kaminari who loves when you show up at his apartment randomly. Since you know Denki doesn’t ever have food in his cupboards, you bring a shit load of snacks.

Bsf!Denki Kaminari who rolls up a joint for you both, it’s honest to god one of the hottest things you watch. The way he hunches over shirtless, he holds either end of the paper holding weed, how he licks the joint together and looks up at you through his eyebrows. You were blushing. This was a common occurrence.

Bsf!Denki Kaminari who loves gaming. He prefers God of War, GTA, CoD, etc. you both wind up playing Mario Cart or Roblox together usually tho and wind up laughing your asses off. Denki loves Roblox.

Bsf!Denki Kaminari who you definitely have a secret handshake with. It’s really complicated do to Denki’s persistence. You also have friendship bracelets.

༺♡︎༻

Not Proofread! Kinda tempted to make a fic about this.

#mha #denki x reader #mha denki #denki kaminari #bnha denki #denki x y/n #bsf!denki #denki kaminari x reader #denki smut #denki fluff #bnha smut

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moxiepoxart · 10 days

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The boys

#my art #bnha #mha #kirishima eijiro #bnha kirishima #bakugou katsuki #bnha denki #denki kaminari #bnha sero #sero hanta #bnha bakugou #krbk #kiribaku

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anime-as-textposts · 1 month

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tootiecakes234 · 4 months

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Random SFW and NSFW Headcanons for Kaminari

SFW

His love language is mainly split between quality time and physical touch. This man would love to actually live inside your skin.

He loves taking you on active dates. First date was probably something like paint ball or a rage room.

He’s very aware of your emotions. Immediately knows when something is off with you and if it’s something he can’t immediately fix, he will do his best to make things a little lighter with a laugh.

He’s hilarious. Makes you cry laughing at least once a day. He loves your laugh. Literally makes him feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

When you guys get married, you write your own vows and please believe he has at least one or two jokes in there.

He also makes sure you get every piece of merchandise that comes out with his name or face with. You have full Chargebolt tracksuits, and he LOVES when you actually wear them even if it’s just around the house.

Never lease the house without a smooch and a hug for good luck.

NSFW

Denki makes sure everyone everywhere knows how hot you are. Especially you. Not a day goes by when he’s not groping you in hugs and walking by smacking your ass and making wild ass comments about the things he wants to do to it.

He is DTF whenever and wherever you want him.

Low cut shirts and button ups that you never do all the way are his favorite cuz this man loves titties. He absolutely loves pinching and twirling them. Will suckle at them as long as you let him. He’s fallen asleep with his lips wrapped around a nipple.

He can’t pick a favorite position. He’s tried before and it makes his brain hurt.

Goes feral from your blow jobs. He turns into a whiner when you do. Begging you to keep going and to let him give you a facial. When you do let him paint your face, he is a good boy and will lick most of it clean after for you.

@xxvendettaxx

#imagine #mha fanfiction #drabble #smut #mha smut #denki kaminari #kaminari x reader #mha kaminari #bnha kaminari #denki smut #denki headcanons #mha denki #bnha denki #denki x reader #kaminari smut

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itswannysenpai · 8 months

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Band AU 🎸

I did one Instagram poll and the song suggested was Bad Romance by Halestorm 🤔

Part 2

#shinkami headcanons #shinkami #denki x shinsou #shinsou x kaminari #my hero academia shinsou #bnha denki #hitoshi shinsou

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angelshimaa · 3 months

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𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 ;; 𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒

⤷ feat. bakugou, kirishima and kaminari

✧ cw :: gn!reader, fluff, denki calls reader ‘angel’, kiri calls reader ‘baby’

✧ a/n :: idk what this is either, but i do know that a pt 2 with the dekusquad boys will be written :D

𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈 catches the way you look at him instead of the homework sprawled in front of you, his red eyes focusing on the way you tap the end of your pen against your soft lips. those lips of yours curve into a smile— you've got him staring. katsuki doesn’t like how he can't do anything about it— not with kirishima sitting right beside him for your weekly study session.

it feels like an eternity until kirishima finally leaves, your study session eventually drawing to a close (though you still ‘need help’). it's then that you can start teasing him. “you shouldn't stare at my lips so blatantly, katsu— you’ll give us away!”

“s'not my fault they look soft,” he grumbles as you make your way closer to him, books long forgotten. “and don’t act like you were focusing.”

you give him a chaste peck on the cheek. “i was not.” you look at him, smiling simply.

“...so are you going to kiss me properly or not?” katsuki looks at you as though your next move should be obvious. his breath catches a bit when you move in closer, but stop with a smirk just before you kiss him.

“do it yourself, katsuki.” his gaze drops to your lips again, and you don't need to tell him twice.

𝐄𝐈𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎𝐔 needs to work on his poker face— it's obvious in how he blinks at the flirty text you've sent him, eyes widening slightly before he runs his hand over his face in an attempt to hide his infatuated grin. you bite your lip when his eyes dart up to lock with yours across the room, fighting the urge to smile right back. playfully, you wiggle your eyebrows at him, resulting in a light chuckle emerging from him before his gaze drops to his phone to reply to your text.

“you’re being so unfair, baby :/ yk i can’t hide how you fluster me”

your fingers move against your screen. “aw, sorry eiji— want me to kiss it better?”

“thought you'd never ask ;) my room?”

eijirou watches you nod at him slightly and wastes no time in excusing himself— this isn't the first time you've had to dodge others to have a quick makeout session, so you know how long to wait for before you come up with your own excuse to follow him.

𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐊𝐈 can barely keep his hands off you, and it kills him to have to every time you're together in public. you're so aware of this, and you make sure to make him suffer just a little more by blowing him kisses whenever you're sure nobody's looking. as soon as you're back in your dorm, he’s quick to pull you into the kiss he's waited for the entire day, pressing you against the back of the door while his hands cling onto your waist. it's times like this when he wishes he could love you as loudly as he wants to, and kiss you whenever he could— you were just too pretty for your own good.

“i’m starting to think you like watching me struggle, angel,” he breathes, his grin creeping up on him at the sight of your playful smile.

“maybe just a little bit, baby— wanna watch a movie and cuddle?”

“took the words right out of my mouth.”

✧ — thank you for reading !! rbs and feedback are greatly appreciated <3

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uravitypng · 8 months

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denki has been in love with jirou since he's met her. at least that's what he thinks but he's harbouring a secret and he's refusing to acknowledge it, pretending that it doesn't exist.

that secret is you. you as a person aren't a secret, in fact you're a hero just like jirou and denki and went to school together. you're denki's friend, his best friend. you're close with jirou too and with the rest of your old classmates but with denki- nothing can replace him to you.

you remember the time you find out jirou and denki started dating, denki dropped everything and went out to find you because he had to let you know, you tell each other everything and it meant so much to him. well you thought you told each other everything...

denki and jirou's relationship was not going so well, communication issues and insecurities flooded the relationship. they have known each other for years now but jirou still worries that she isn't enough for him and denki doesn't communicate how he's feeling to her. he's worried that if he's serious about how he's feeling then she won't want to be with him anymore. he's able to do that with you though knowing he can be be honest and candid and doesn't have to make a joke every 5 seconds. jirou worries that denki will find someone 'prettier.' she worries he is in love with you, she expresses that sometimes, especially the days after nights out when she thinks you two spend to much time together, he always assures her that he only see's you platonically. you're his best friend, nothing more.

they're spending the night together as the both have the night off and decide to spend quality time together but denki wishes he was somewhere else. you told him you were planning on going to bed as soon as you're home from patrols but he received an instagram notification that you posted, a photo of you with mina and a very miserable looking bakugou. he doesn't know why you would lie to him but it bugs him. if jirou caught him looking at his phone on their date night she would be furious, especially if it was a photo of you but he couldn't help it. he sent a message to you asking you if your plans changed tonight. you reply almost instantly responding that mina dragged you out of bed and that it would be better if he was there. he wishes he was there too.

he drinks more and more that night and so does jirou, getting drunk of expensive bottles of red wine. at some point they make their way into their bedroom, fiddling with each others clothes to try and take them off as quick as possible. denki nearly tripped while rushing and taking off his jeans. they didn't really speak, they both just wanted, to feel skin contact.

it was clumsy and messy and they fall on the bed with a entanglement of limbs. denki places heated kisses down jirou's neck while she pulls his hair, grounding herself, in the process making him groan. they are both drunk, so incredibly drunk, so drunk that now denki's completely naked he's struggling to accurately thrust into her, and keeps missing. he's getting more frustrated as she's getting more whiny, finally he successfully pushes into her, hard and fast with no rhythm, just chasing that peak.

what denki's brain fails to realise at that moment is who is under him. he gets more rough and groans again, closing his eyes. that's when jirou hears it. her boyfriend. her boyfriend saying your name. she convinces herself that she must have misheard it, there's no way he'd think of someone else in bed, especially his best friend. denki's grabbing hold of the pillows as hard as he can, trying to stabilise himself and keep him upright. she's getting so close to coming.

"i love you. i love you. fuck, i love you so much." jirou takes a deep breath as she comes to the conclusion it was just her mind playing tricks on her. "holy fuck i love you-" she freezes. he said your name. this time there's no denying it, he's meant to be in love with her, they're meant to be in love with each other, they've met each other's parents, they live together! was this time all a lie? she eventually pushes denki off of her after she was able to move again and left the room.

when denki woke up in the morning jirou was packing her things and telling him that she's breaking up with him. she didn't tell him why and he couldn't remember. he kept asking why but she just left without answering him.

later on that day you messaged denki what happened with jirou because now she's acting like she hates you and you have no idea why. he doesn't know why either.

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