Denki Kaminari - Blog Posts

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sort of continuation of this, but i also went a little insane with the random stuff 😵‍💫

also i feel as though i should’ve cropped some of the longer images that don’t need to be but i’m too lazy nowwww ALSO RHE TEXT MODE CHANGES FROM DARK TO LIGHT, cause i made them at different times and i’m silly

content : just fluff and crack y’know, mention of reader having anxiety issues (self indulgent..) kamijirou crush implied, cursing, the amazing world of gumball and avatar the last airbender sneaks because i can OKAY

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newlywed!denki kaminari x fem!reader ⋆｡°✩ — nsfw, non-penetrative sex, body worship, thigh riding, gentle femdom + mommy kink, angst, 3.7k words

a/n: if you like newlywed!denki (as much as i do) then you might like this

Your keys jangle as you slip the right one into the lock of your apartment. Twisting your hand to the side, you nudge open the door. Inside, it’s warm from the rays of your sunshine boy and the heater.

But you’re not smiling all giggly as he bounds over to you. You purse your lips together as he throws his arms around you and hugs you tightly, enveloping you in his heat. Your hands press firmly against his clothed chest as you inhale his refreshing scent. You try to push him back, but he groans and tightens his hold on you.

“Denki,” you sigh. You push him back more forcefully this time, and he lets you go. Stepping back, he meets your gaze tentatively as he chews his bottom lip.

He chuckles nervously as he rubs his neck, “Heyyy baby, how are you? How was work?” You raise your brow at him as he curls in on himself under the intensity of your stare. He clears his throat awkwardly, flicking his eyes down to his house slippers.

You scold him, “Don’t give me that, Denki Kaminari. Not after the stunt you pulled this morning. Or should I say last night?” He winces hearing your words (especially his full government name), but you don’t care. You walk past him to your bedroom and set down your bag before throwing open the doors of your wardrobe.

As you take off your blazer, you hear him say, “I was drunk, baby. I didn’t mean it!” You scoff as you throw your blazer on a coat hanger and roughly hang it on the valet rod.

You turn around and yell at him, “You threw up in my car, Denki! And you didn’t even clean it or tell me?!” You’re huffing as you burn daggers into him with your stare. He hovers in the doorway, pouting in the cutest way. The sight ramps up your anger to level 100.

“For fuck’s sake, Denki, that’s the last time I let you use my car for boys’ night. For real, like, you couldn’t throw up before you left? Or at least put the window down and hurl outside my car?” You sigh as you turn back around and fumble with the buttons of your blouse.

You continue reprimanding him, “Seriously, Denki, you’re not some frat boy anymore. I thought that marriage would help you realise that.” You can hear his heart creaking beneath the weight of your argument. All is quiet as you strip off your blouse and bra and throw on a tank top before unzipping your pants. Your husband watches you pull them off your legs with sorrow and regret in his golden eyes.

He mutters, “’M sorry, honey.” He trudges to you slowly, stopping just behind you while you’re tying a bow on your lounge shorts. You slam the doors of your wardrobe shut and start walking to the vanity, but he grabs your wrist and tugs you close to him.

You grumble, “Fuck off.” He shakes his head as he pulls you into another cuddle.

“I’m serious, Denki. Fuck off!” You squirm in his arms, trying to shove him off you, to no avail. You mentally curse that stupid gym membership you got him for his birthday last year.

He murmurs in your ear, “’M really sorry, mommy. I—”

“Don’t you fucking start. Can you just be serious for once?” You grunt. He shakes his head as his palms slide up and down your back.

He mumbles, “I am being serious.” Your sombre boy shifts to rest his forehead against yours, his palms cupping your tense jaw.

He says earnestly, “I’m trying, mama. I am! I’m trying to be a good husband, and I’m sorry that I keep fucking up. I don’t mean to! You know that. I just… I love you. I love you so much and—”

“Denki,” you say, cutting him off. You sigh, “I know you’re trying, but… Denki.” You tilt your head back and gaze at him. He wishes you wouldn’t look at him like that. With all this tightness between your teeth, that furrow in your brow, and hardness in your eyes. He’d do anything to make them go away.

“Please, let me make it up to you. I’ll-I’ll make you feel good, mama! Even better than I usually do, I promise!” He exclaims.

You shake your head and sigh, “Sex doesn’t fix everything, Denki. You’re gonna have to do more than that to account for your poor behaviour.”

He stares at you like you just grew a second head, repeating your words beneath his breath, “Doesn’t fix everything?” He stutters, “Th-then I’ll… I’ll do the dishes. Yea, every day, baby, for the next week.”

You roll your eyes and say, “That’s not good enough.” You wrap your hands around his wrists and pull his warm hands off your jaw. You step around him, pull out the chair to the vanity, and plop down in it. You grit your teeth as you take your hair out of an updo.

Your husband walks over to you and palms the top of your plush chair. He watches you watch yourself in the mirror, braiding your locks.

He says lowly, “I’ll do whatever you want, mommy. Anything to make it up to you. I’ll let you dress me up in a maid costume as I deep clean your car. And I’ll sleep in the spare bedroom for as long as you want. I’ll stay sober; no boys’ night for a while. I-I’ll even wear a condom for you. Anything, baby, just please, give me another chance.” By the end, he’s pouting and staring at you with pleading eyes.

You chuckle as you tie off your braid. “Really? You’ll even wear a condom, huh? Want me to forgive you that badly?” He nods, gnawing at his full lower lip.

He hums and says, “If that’s what you want, mama, then yes, I will.” You suppress your laugh as you nod. You gaze at his reflection in the mirror for a little while, thinking over what kind of punishment seems fit for how much he’s upset you these past few weeks (newlywed life, amirite?).

At last, you say, grinning, “Alright, I’ll take you up on wearing a maid outfit as you clean my car. And I want you to give the alcohol a rest. You can do as you please; see your friends, don’t see them, just stop drinking every week, yea? And I don’t want to see a single one of your filthy ass socks lying around this house, do I make myself clear?”

He nods, “Crystal.” His lean arms snake around your chest as he leans down. He buries his face in your neck, inhaling the sweetness of your perfume. You thread your hand through his silky locks, massaging his scalp as he softly kisses your skin. You hum at the sensation while his arms tighten that little bit more around you.

His lips are so delicate as they trail across your flesh, from your ear lobe to your jaw, and then down your neck to your collarbones. You hiss quietly as he nips at your skin. The sound sends tension rippling throughout his body, and he stops immediately. He kisses the little red spot and mutters an apology against it. You tug at his roots as you tilt your head down. His golden eyes swirl with concern as they stare into yours. You close the distance between you, planting a soft kiss on the tip of his nose.

He shakes his head and whines, “Let me, mama. I need to show you how much I love you.” You chuckle quietly as you nod. He pulls back and stands up before turning your chair around to face him.

Palming the armrests, he leans down again and gently kisses along your cheekbones. Your husband then kisses your eyelids, your jaw, temples, and brows. He kisses down your nose before capturing your lips with his. You sigh into him, allowing yourself to relax beneath his touch.

His hands cup your cheeks once more, the pad of his thumbs stroking your cheeks lightly. You revel in the roughness of his skin against yours, which is much smoother. His hands travel down your neck and squeeze your shoulders while his tongue slides across your bottom lip. You moan, and his tongue slips into your mouth. He explores it slowly, tasting your teeth and the thickness of your cheeks. You grip onto his shirt, drawing him closer to you. His kisses trail from your lips, across your cheek to your hairline.

He whispers into your ear, “Want me to take you to bed, honey?” You hum as you wrap your arms around his shoulders. One of his arms holds your back while the other loops around your knees. He carries you to the plush bed in the centre of the room and sets you down carefully. You sigh as he bunches the fabric of your tank top in his fists. He pulls it off and throws it to the side.

Next, he fingers your waistband and makes the mistake of trying to tug your shorts off without loosening the bow. You laugh at him, stroking the hair back from his eyes as he pouts and undoes the sturdy little knot. He takes off your shorts successfully and caresses your thighs before pulling off your panties, too.

Denki fixes the pillows, so you have more back support when lying beneath him. He starts at your shoulder and kisses down the curves of your muscles. He licks across the bend of your elbow, golden eyes watching your every stuttered intake of breath. He continues down your arm and takes the time to pepper your fingers with kisses, even sucking on your fingertips. You shiver as his tongue laps at your nail bed. You mewl as he works his way back up your arm and moves across to the other.

You’ve never done anything like this before. Even when you and Denki have tender sex, he’s never taken the time to appreciate your body like this. Sure, he knows your folds like the back of his hand, but every inch of your skin? He’s sure about to learn.

You moan as he sucks on your inner arm. He pulls off your reddening flesh, nipping at the spot before kissing up the rest of your arm and beginning his descent to your breasts. He shows them the utmost care. Not a single bite, he kisses them so delicately. He’s obsessed with how soft they are. He sucks on your nipples gently, rolling his tongue over the sensitive peaks before sucking and then licking again.

When he pulls off them, the cold air sets your skin alight, making your hot flesh burn icily. You whine as his tongue slides over your ribcage before peppering soft kisses on the ridges. Your fingers twirl his locks and pull on them as he licks up your tummy from your navel. You coo his name as your back arches. He shushes you, reassuring you that he’s gonna take good care of you before staining your waist and hips with his lips.

Down the contours of your calves and ankles, he showers you with affection. You sigh as he drags his lower lip across your flushed skin, kissing your inner knee and thighs. When his hair tickles your cunt, you take a sharp breath in and steady yourself. Your arousal is gushing from your sopping hole, your clit so swollen and red it’s begging for attention. Sensing your need, he kisses up your folds but never dips into them.

You whine as he stares at you, slowly rolling you onto your stomach. He climbs back up your body, his heat melting into your skin. His skilful fingers undo your braid and brush your hair to the side while his lips work down your shoulder blades and spine.

In the same painstaking way, he memorises every part of you. More often than not, he’s simply caressing you. He’s in awe of your soft, supple flesh. Of the beauty of his wife.

The feeling of his lips against your ass cheeks makes you gasp. They’re so delicate. Denki can’t stop himself from taking a bite of your buns. You cry out as his teeth bite down on the tender flesh. He pulls off, leaving a beautiful mark before nipping along the curve of your ass more gently.

He mumbles into the fat, “So perfect.” You chuckle, feeling an intimate connection between your ass and your husband.

You breathe out, “I thought you liked my tits better, baby.” You cry out as he smacks your ass cheek, revelling in the sight of it rippling and reddening beneath his hand.

He mutters, kissing the spot better, “I like both, mama.” You moan pathetically as he grips your inner thighs and spreads your legs nice n’ wide. He gazes at your cunt for far longer than necessary, licking his lips and trying not to drool at the sight of your dripping pussy.

He whines, “You’re so wet for me, mommy.” You moan as you try to shift your hips back, but his strong grip stops you. His hand slides down the back of your thigh and bends your knee, pushing it forward so that you’re deliciously exposed to him. He shifts so that his chest is against your back, long, wet digits sliding through your folds from your hole to your clit. His other hand is wrapped around your chest as you mewl, back arching most stunningly.

His fingertips circle your clit, making your hips buck. But he keeps changing the pace. You grab his fingers and pull them off your clit as you twist to gaze at him. His golden eyes are wide, and his brows are raised.

He blinks, stunned, before pouting, “W-what’s wrong, mama? Didn’t that feel good?” You hum as you grab his forearm and bring it over your hips, angling his hand between your thighs. You guide his fingers through your folds before rubbing your clit with them, showing him exactly how you want it.

One thing about your husband is that he’s a fast learner concerning intimacy. He craves to please you in every single way possible and has no issue taking commands. At first, you were nervous about telling him how you want things. But now, you live for it.

“Just like that, baby. Right there,” you coo. He groans in your ear, pressing his body against yours harder as he keeps a steady pace on your clit. You can feel his erection through his sweatpants. You moan as you press your hips into his, feeling his bulge right between your ass cheeks.

He grunts, “Mama.” His finger slips into your hole, stretching you out. You moan as you stare at his hand on your pussy, more slick drooling in his palm.

“Take it off, baby. I wanna feel you, too,” you whine. He fingers you slowly, curling his finger so it presses into your gummy walls just right. Your husband mumbles, curses and praises against your ear while feeling the pre-cum oozing from his cock, making a mess in his trunks.

You grind on him, desperate to feel him. He chuckles lowly as he slides his fingers out. They’re coated in your juices, dripping down his wrist as he holds his hand to the light.

“Fuck, mama,” he murmurs, admiring just how wet his wife is for him. He kisses you on the cheek before getting up briefly and stripping off his clothes at the speed of light. Once he’s as bare as you are, he kneels on the bed and hovers at your side. You cup his face with your hand and bring his lips down to yours. You two kiss passionately as his hand slips between your folds once more.

You let go of his cheek, your tongues and shared breaths connecting you two sufficiently. Your hand slides down his body and wraps around his cock. You thumb his slit and spread his pre-cum down his shaft. You jerk him off just the way he likes while he alternates between rubbing your clit and fingering you.

As you draw back from your soul-exchanging kiss, you’re both panting heavily. You rest your foreheads against one another, basking in each other’s presence and pleasure. You moan loudly as he slides a second finger inside you. You whimper his name as his fingertips press hard against that perfect spot. Your grip on his length tightens as you jerk him off faster. He whines in your ear, letting you hear how good you’re making him feel. His sounds make even more slick dribble from your sopping cunt.

Your thighs tense around his hand as he rubs your clit fast, your head spinning from the knot building in your stomach. You nudge his cheek with your nose before kissing him sloppily. His saliva spills down your chin as he slides his hand up your tummy to grab one of your tits. You sigh at the moment of relief.

He murmurs on your lips, “One sec, mama.” You hum, annoyed, as he draws back from you. As he gets off the bed, you grab his forearm. Your brow is creased as you stare at him with big eyes and pouty lips.

You whine, “Where’re you going?”

He chuckles softly, “’M getting the lube, honey.” You chew on your lower lip as his arm slips from your hold. You lie back against the pillows, watching as he grabs the bottle of lube from the cabinet. He climbs back onto the bed, sitting up and resting against the pillows with his legs outstretched. He motions for you to straddle him with his glistening fingers (y’all know what I’m talking about😏). You grab his shoulders for support as you lift your leg and throw it over his, but he grabs your hips and manoeuvres you so that you’re hovering over one of his toned thighs. You gaze at him with confusion in your furrowed brows and tight jaw.

He whispers, “Just trust me, mommy.” You hum as he squirts the clear liquid onto his hands. After rubbing them together, he paints your slicked-up pussy and inner thighs with the lube. Much to your surprise, he then rubs the lube on his thigh, just beneath your frame.

You whine as you watch him, “Baby, what’re you doing?” He shakes his head and throws the bottle to the edge of the bed before grasping your hips and lowering you onto his thigh. You gasp as your skin makes contact. It’s heavenly. And so fucking wet. You mewl his name as he rocks you back and forth on his tense muscles. You stare into his half-lidded golden eyes with your wide ones. You grab his upper arms as you start riding his thigh on your own.

Soon enough, you’re hunched over, your head resting on his shoulder as you alternate between bouncing on and riding his thigh. Your breaths are stuttered, and your skin is coated in sweat. His fingertips dig into the delicate flesh of your hips as your pace becomes sloppier. You tilt your head back, moaning loudly from how hard his muscles are against your soft, puffy clit. You chant his name, quietly revering the man that is your husband as you near your orgasm.

He groans, “Fuck, mommy. You’re riding me so good. Knew you’d like this.” You moan particularly loudly as he starts bouncing you on his thigh even harder than before.

“Look at those tits… and that ass. I swear you have a level 1000 gyatt back th—

“Shut up,” you breathe out as your hand covers his mouth. He licks your palm, causing you to recoil in disgust. He chuckles as you stare at him scoldingly.

He whispers, “Love you, mama.” You hum and kiss him, whimpering against his lips that you love him too; the sound of your slapping skin is the only interruption. When you pull back, he can’t stop staring at you. He’s got hearts in his eyes, obsessed with how sublime you look right now, how you’re all hot and sweaty and whining for your husband.

The fact that he can make you feel this good— that he even has the privilege to do so… He gulps, reminded of just how precious you are to him.

He grunts, “You gonna cum for me, mama?” You nod, biting your swollen lip hard. Little whines escape your throat as your body starts to tremble; your orgasm crashes down on you. You shout as you cum, moaning and swearing loud enough to be heard from down the hall of your apartment complex. His name is on your lips like a prayer as you shake, hot release gushing from your syrup folds onto his equally syrupy thigh. He keeps bouncing you until you’re begging him to stop; your clit is far too sensitive now.

You slump against him, holding him lazily while he rubs your back soothingly. Denki groans, feeling your cum splattered across his skin. Your chest rises and falls with his as you pant, trying to calm down from your high. Minutes pass as he reassures you how well you did. You tilt your head back and place a sleepy kiss on his jaw.

You murmur against the bone, “That felt so good, baby. So, so good.” He hums, the vibration in his throat helping you relax. You sigh as you rest your head on his shoulder.

He chuckles, “You really liked that, huh?” You nod as you gently kiss his neck. He mutters as he pats your back, “Why don’t we take a little break, honey? D’you want some water?” You pull back and stare at him in disbelief.

You mumble, “The fuck you mean ‘little break’? We’re not done yet?” He shakes his head, laughing at how adorable you look when you’re mad.

“Just getting started,” he says, grinning. He leans down and kisses your salty forehead before murmuring against it, “’M gonna make you cum so many times tonight, baby, you’ll still be feeling my tongue all over your pussy tomorrow.”

And oh, does he deliver on that promise…

their omega

જ⁀➴ chapter eight: bathroom shenanigans

alpha! bakugou, kirishima, denki, sero x omega!fem!reader⋆｡°✩ — nsfw, thigh riding, handjob, femdom, sub!denki?, denki's rutting, smau + fic, 3.7k words

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a/n: 'household🏡' gc from your pov + how tf did this go from ‘ride my thigh bbg’ to ‘such a slut for mommy’? might just be my fav chapter of the story tbh

fic underneath smau

With Denki rutting, Hanta was no match for the “fake blond”.

After delivering a brutal shock to the tape hero’s stomach, Denki stalked up to you (ignoring the two alphas next to you ofc) and grabbed your wrist.

Despite your confusion, he dragged you into the house. His grip on you was tight as he led you down the twisting hallways, all the way to the bathroom. He shoved the door open and tugged you inside behind him.

Now, you’re dabbing the cut on his eyebrow with a cotton ball dipped in disinfectant. He’s sitting on the bathtub's edge and you’re standing between his legs. He can’t keep his eyes off your slightly parted lips and the way your tongue darts out to wet them every so often.

He coos your name, and you remove the cotton ball from his brow to look at him. You hum, urging him to go on as you move back to the sink. You grab a fresh cotton ball and return to standing between his legs.

Denki says quietly, “Did I look cool, baby?” You chortle softly and nod.

You say warmly, “You looked so cool, honey.” You move back to the sink a few more times while cleaning his wounds. They’re only minor and you reassure him they’ll be gone in a week.

You go to dab his bloody lip but he grabs your wrist.

Gazing up at you, Denki says low, “Don’t worry about that. You can just kiss it better, right?” You chuckle and pull back from him. He lets go of your wrist with ease. You place the cotton ball down and clean up the mess you’ve made around the sink.

As you wash your hands, you feel Denki’s lean arms wrap around your waist. He rests his chin on your shoulder and presses his body into yours. You catch those golden eyes in the mirror while wiping your hands.

He smirks and turns his head to the side, planting a kiss on the side of your neck. His long fingers curl in your locks and sweep them from your shoulder, giving him access to your supple skin.

You gasp in pleasure as his tongue slides up your neck. The wet trail it leaves behind cools with the breeze entering through the ajar window. You tilt your head to the side and back as he continues to kiss your hot flesh sloppy style. His spit-filled kisses turn into licks and bites as he nears your other scent gland — your unmarked scent gland.

Rough hands bunch up your shirt and expose your stomach to the cold air. You moan loudly as he grabs handfuls of your tits through your lace bra. His canines nip at your scent gland as his fingers pinch your erect nipples. You throw your head back as a soft mewl passes through your lips.

Denki groans into your sensitive spot as his fingers play with your breasts. The vibrations from his chest and throat, and the euphoric feeling of his hands on your body make you arch your back. Your whine turns into a gasp as your ass hits the blond’s hips. You can feel the stiff base of his cock pressing into the ripe flesh of your peaches.

This coaxes another groan from Denki and he squeezes your boobs. You mewl his name as your back arches further.

He mumbles into your skin, “You gonna let me mark you too, mama?” Once that name slips from his lips, you moan pathetically.

Suddenly, Denki removes his hands from your chest and spins you around by your hips. He grips the edge of the sink bench, trapping you underneath him.

Your arms wrap around his neck as you tug him to your lips. As you kiss, he whines about it being too hard. You can taste the iron of his blood on your tongue. It makes you moan into his lips.

His fingers tangle in your hair and pull gently on your roots, tipping your head back. He laps at your neck again, relishing the flavour of your delicate skin.

Your eyes scrunch shut as he sucks harshly on your scent gland. The act has you moaning uncontrollably while your hands squeeze his firm shoulders. He pulls off your skin with a popping sound and smirks at the redness rising to the tender flesh.

He coos, “Come on, mama. Let me claim you as mine.” You bite your lip as you whine. You’re like a puppet and he’s your master, pulling the strings with the way he manoeuvres you. And he dares to call you ‘mama’ as he does so.

Your alpha tilts your head forward and captures your lips in another rough, whiney kiss. Tongues swirl and air is exchanged, his spit drips down your chin. As he pulls away, your lips are connected by the clear, stringy fluid.

He smirks as you whimper, “Please mark me, baby.” He chuckles at how breathless you are. Those hazy eyes and spit-stained lips unlock something carnal buried deep within him. Not like you’re the same or anything.

Panting, the blond leans down with his hands on your mid-back, pulling you flush against him. You take a deep breath as he bites down on your scent gland, releasing pleasure within you unbeknownst to man. Tingling sensations spread like wildfire through your body as his bite is engraved into your skin forever. You wouldn’t have it any other way.

The intoxicating mix of pain and ecstasy doesn’t affect you like it did the first time. It’s much more bearable, and your mind is clearer.

When Denki finally releases you from the clutches of his jaw, you’re still able to stand upright (with a bit of help). You rest your forehead against his shoulder as his arms wrap around you. You can hear your heart beating rapidly in your chest. Over the next few minutes, you both hold each other and calm down from your highs.

It’s only now that you realise how goddamn fucking wet you are. You squirm in Denki’s arms as you feel the slick dripping and pressing against your sopping cunt, ruining your lace panties.

Your mate notices your discomfort. He cups your cheek and lifts your gaze to his golden eyes.

He says softly, “What’s wrong, babe?” You shake your head and look down, a fresh blush gathering on your cheeks from your embarrassment. The blond connects the dots as he takes a deep breath in, the scent of your sweet slick burning his nostrils and throat in the best way possible.

He groans in your ear, “Come ‘ere, mommy. Let me make you feel good.” You gasp as he bundles up the sides of your shorts in his fists. The movement pushes your soaked panties right up against your pussy; you stare up at him with wide eyes. The little ‘o’ shape of your lips and pretty doe eyes makes him smirk.

Denki crouches down and pulls your shorts and panties off together. Once you step over them, he hurls them to the side.

“Always in such slutty shorts, babe,” he teases you. You laugh in embarrassment as heat rises to your cheeks. He stands back up, hands trailing up your divine curves, and moves beside you. He turns on the tap and washes his hands.

Your alpha says, grinning, “Wouldn’t wanna touch my girls’ pussy with these filthy hands, would I?” You shake your head vigorously as your thighs clutch at the thought of his fingers between your folds. He dries them off and returns to standing in front of you.

“Where were we, mama?” He asks with a lewd look in his eyes. You whine and grab his hand, placing it on your lower tummy. He chuckles breathily, “So eager for me.” Your alpha splits your legs with his knee, making you mewl as your slick drips onto his clothed thigh. He curses beneath his breath. Those delicious fingers down your cunt, making your back arch and dirty moans fall from your lips.

“Fuck, mama. Give me a sec,” Denki grunts. He removes his hand from your pussy making you whine. The sight of your whimpering frame and pouty lips makes his cock painfully harder. He kicks off his sweatpants and boxers, erection springing free. Seeing his hard cock oozing out pre-cum has your mouth and cunt drooling.

Mindlessly, you palm your heat before wrapping your silky hand your alpha’s length. He groans loud as your wet hand grips his shaft so fucking tight and begins jerking him off slowly. His sunshine eyes flicker between his cock and your face; he watches you watch yourself giving him a handjob.

His sticky hand returns to your sloppy cunt and his fingers circle your clit. You moan, your ecstasy echoing off the bathroom walls as he circles your clit faster and harder.

You whimper his name as you look up into his eyes and notice the sweat beading across his forehead. Pleasure jolts up your spine and has you moaning again as Denki continues his ministrations.

You do your best to jerk him off but, you don’t know if it feels good as you are continually distracted by your pleasure. And the entire time, your slicks gushes from your hole onto his milky thigh.

At this moment, your alpha can’t stop staring at his wet skin; it glistens in the late morning sunlight. He licks his lips, a grunt escaping them as you drag your finger through his creamy slit.

He slides his fingers out of your sopping hole and smacks your clit, earning a strangled moan from you. He then grabs your hips and pulls you onto his soaking thigh. The skin-to-skin contact is heavenly. It has your eyes rolling to the back of your head, moans spewing from your mouth as your free hand grips his t-shirt.

Denki begins rocking you back and forth on his thigh, making you moan even louder. You wrap your arm around his shoulder for stability as you start bucking your hips on his toned thigh. You jerk your hand even more frantically, trying to match the pleasure that your mate is making you feel right now.

You gaze up into his eyes, squealing at the squelching sounds from below. Your lips are trapped between your teeth as you try to quieten yourself down, but he isn’t having any of that.

Your alpha switches to holding you by the waist with one arm while his free hand comes to pry your lip out from your teeth. Once the plump flesh pokes out, he pulls you into a tender kiss. His mouth muffles your mewls perfectly, and his tongue explores every corner of your mouth.

He groans as your pussy becomes even more soaked. Your arousal is now dripping down the back of his thigh and onto the bathroom floor. He pulls away from your lips but keeps his forehead pressed against yours.

The intimacy of this moment is unlike any other. Never before have you been so vulnerable with another man. And not in an “I’m a virgin” way. There’s something about how erratically you’re riding his thigh, how fucking syrupy your cunt is for this man, how close you are, the twitching of his cock beneath your fingers, the streams of blood crying from your fresh mark. You’ve never felt so connected to another being as you do to Denki right now.

You smash your lips back on his as you feel your orgasm build. Your thighs tense just like your pussy as you rub yourself against him faster and harder.

At this point, you start bouncing on his thigh. The slapping of his saturated thigh against your equally soaked clit makes you squeal and whine in ecstasy. You nibble on his lower lip and taste his blood on the tip of your tongue. With a moan, he pulls away from you and stares at you pouty.

“Zoinks! You’re so fuckin’ mean, mommy” Denki grunts out. You suppress a laugh as he grips your waist even tighter and bounces you on his thigh even harder and faster. His only wish is that he had enough time to take your shirt off so he could see your tits bouncing too.

The mirror behind you is foggy from your intimacy; the air is filled with the sounds of smacking, slicked skin and pornographic moaning and whimpering.

You scream out, “I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum!” Your mate groans as your thighs clamp tightly around him, shaking. Your frame trembles as you moan and scream from how fucking good your orgasm feels. You grab onto him even tighter, pulling yourself into his chest as your climax surges throughout your body.

You let go of his leaky cock to grab onto his hips, fully unable to support yourself right now as you shudder through your high. You moan his name over and over as you slowly rub your clit on his cum-soaked thigh.

Denki presses you back into the sink top and holds you close as you calm down. Your body shakes and you moan loudly every so often from the final tremours of pleasure.

Once you slow to a stop, he rubs your back and whispers in your ear how good you are for him. He holds you until your breathing calms down. Sighing, you look up at him with ruddy cheeks and a glowy smile. He chuckles and presses a sweet kiss to your swollen lips. You moan and cup his cheeks, leaning into his loving touch.

He kisses you tentatively at first, uncertain of how you need him right now. But with your guidance, the kiss feels natural and romantic in a way that only such a vulnerable and pleasurable experience can draw out. Sighing, you pull back and gaze at him. He gently smiles and pecks you on the cheek, earning a giggle from you.

He moves to your ear and whispers, “You okay, mama?” You nod and kiss his jaw.

You sigh, “M’fine baby. Y-you okay? You need me to—”

“Later,” he grunts, shaking his head and moving his slick-covered thigh. You shudder and mewl, gripping him tightly. He shushes and reassures you before straightening his leg and standing on it, leaving you with no upright support other than his arms around you. You mumble his name into his neck, and he groans.

Denki strokes your hair and says, “I gotta clean you up, omega. Wanna take a shower together?” You hum in response. He grabs you by the underarms like a cat and lifts you, setting you down on the bench you’ve been leaning on. You sigh as he sets you down, still very sensitive down there. He grabs the hem of your tee and pulls it over your head.

As soon as it’s thrown to the side, your alpha is admiring your breasts. If you weren’t so tired, he would bury his face between them and kiss and nip and suck your soft flesh. He cusses quietly as he pulls his shirt off, telling you to wait for him while he turns the shower on.

You stare at his delicious back muscles, grateful for being blessed with such a spell-binding sight. It sends new waves of pleasure shooting through your body like little electric shocks. Slick starts pooling on the wooden sink top as he comes back over to you. You moan softly as your eyes flicker from his cock to his face.

Denki carries you to the shower. Setting you down, the warm water sprays on your body. You take his hand and lead him under the water with you. You both sigh and cuddle in the shower, eventually sudsing your bodies up and rinsing it off.

Now, your back is pressed against Denki’s chest. He’s kissing your neck and shoulders, leaving bites along your collarbone. His cock is still as hard as a fucking rock; it presses into your lower back.

You shift back into him slightly, causing him to groan and bite down on the soft flesh of your shoulder tip. You whimper as he peppers the reddening spot with kisses.

He mutters into your skin, “Don’t do that.” You moan and chuckle.

“Why not?” You tease. His grip on your hips tightens as he sucks a hickey near your fresh mating mark, making you moan and your back arch.

“Denkiiii,” you mewl. He pulls off your neck and turns you around, just like how this all started. He cups your face and kisses you. His lips are on yours with bruising pressure and he coaxes your tongue into his mouth to suck on it.

The sensation makes your eyes shoot wide open. You squirm in his hold for a few seconds before you begin enjoying how it feels. Relaxing back into him, you trail your fingers up and down his chest.

You’re feeling a bit brave right now.

Your mate yelps and pulls away from the kiss as you pinch his nipples. His hands wrap around your wrists as his gaze flicks between the smirk on your lips and your fingertips curling around his erect nipples.

You coo, “You like that, baby?” He whines and nods. You take one of his nipples into your mouth with a grin, making him moan beneath you. You circle your tongue around his nipple before sucking on it harshly, repeating the process a few times before moving on to his other.

As you do, his fingers twirl in your locks while his other hand squeezes your hips. Pulling back with an even wider smirk, you plant a quick peck on his lips.

“You gonna let me help you finish?” You say with a raised brow. Denki gulps and nods, grabbing your hand and wrapping it around his stiff cock. He groans as your fingers get a good grip on it, a tight grip.

You fuck him with your fist, watching every little expression he makes. You don’t miss a single time his eyes roll back, or his tongue drags across his busted lip (and then the little wince afterwards from his forgetfulness). You bring your other hand to the back of his head and pull his face back to your neck.

You whisper in his ear, “You’re such a slut for mommy, aren’t you?” He moans into your damp skin while you pick up the pace, jerking him off faster.

He whimpers, “Y-yes, mommy.” You pull his head back by his hair and look into his golden eyes. You grin at how lust-filled they are, at the parting of his lips and pink dusting his cheeks. You brush your lips against his and moan against them. Then at the last second, you move back to avoid his kiss. The little game makes your golden boy whine.

“Do you want me to suck on your cock, baby?” You say sweetly. If only your tone knew the words they laced. Your alpha shakes his head, but you can feel a new stream of pre-cum leaking down his shaft. You gaze down for a moment to confirm, and the sight of his creamy tip widens your grin.

You look back at him and say, pouting mockingly, “Why not, baby?” His little helpless whine makes you moan and you lean that much closer to him, your tits brushing against his chest.

He stutters, “P-please don’t, mama. If you do, I-I-fuck-mama—” He drops his head back down on your shoulder. You suddenly stop pumping his cock and he becomes a whining, moaning mess against your skin.

“No! No, mama! Why?” He says as his body shudders.

You gently rub his back as you coo, “Why can’t I suck you off, honey?”

He whines, “’Cause if you do, I-I won’t be able to s-stop myself.” You chuckle at his words as they seem to imply some kind of self-restraint you doubt Denki has. “It’s not funny,” he pouts.

You tease him, “Like you’re holding back.” He pulls back from your shoulder and looks you dead straight in the eye.

He says seriously, “I’m holding myself back so fucking much right now, baby. Don’t make it worse, please.” You hum in response and kiss him softly.

“Fine,” you relent. You wrap your hand back around his cock and fist-fuck him until he’s trembling. He’s leaking so much fucking pre-cum right now, cock twitching with the pressure of his orgasm. You get down on your knees and pump his cock with both your hands toward your chest.

You look up at him and say, smirking, “I want you to cum on my tits, baby. I know you like them.” He moans so fucking pathetically. You giggle as you watch his knot swell, and you urge him on.

With a shout, he cums all over your breasts. The searing ropes of his seed shoot out and coat your chest. It’s like glazing a cake the way it drips thickly over your nipples and coats your tummy.

You jerk him off through his orgasm, moaning as his cream spews all over you. You love that fucked out expression on his face, the sight of his eyes rolling to the back of his skull and seeing the whole universe there, those little whimpers and grunts clawing out of his throat.

He spills so much cum on you, it drips down to your gushing pussy. You moan in pure ecstasy as his cum coats your folds. One hand comes down to your cunt and you rub his seed in between your lips, bucking your hips against your hand from how good it feels to be covered in your mate’s cum.

At last, you stand back up. Denki’s eyes are on you as he watches you rub his cream into your skin and lick it from your fingers.

He grabs your wrists with a lazy smile on his face and says, “You’re such a freak, mama. Had no idea.” You giggle and bite your lip as you nod. He takes your cum-soaked finger into his mouth, moaning as he tastes himself all over you. You moan as he sucks hard before pulling back.

He sighs, “Looks like we need a second shower.”

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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.

self-care day with the boys

denki, katsuki, kiri, shoto x fem!reader⋆｡°✩ — fluff, 2.1k words

kaminari denki

⭑.ᐟ it’s your day off, and your bf comes over to your place. you are exhausted from work lately, so you’re looking forward to spending the day with denki and relaxing.

you two try to bake a cake together. the kitchen looks like a bomb went off. a bomb of batter and flour. you’re both covered in it once you finally get the cookies in the oven.

after cleaning the kitchen up, denki convinces you to shower with him and wash all of the goop off of you two. you lather each other up in body wash. once you’ve rinsed it off, you two stand there and cuddle.

denki peppers your face with sweet kisses and tells you how beautiful you are. once you get out, denki wraps you in a fluffy towel before dashing off to your linen closet because you forgot to grab a second one.

after drying off, denki lets you tie his hair into pigtails and lather your favourite charcoal face mask onto his soft skin. he complains about how hard it is to talk with the clay mask on, the grey cracking around his mouth, eyes, and forehead creating wrinkles which you laugh at. he draws you back into his arms, bare bodies pressing together once more. he whispers into your ear what he’d like to do with you in such a vulnerable state. you can feel your face heating up beneath the clay.

you tell him off and rinse your face mask off. you then apply toner, serum, and moisturiser to both of your faces. denki sighs in relief feeling your delicate fingertips soothing the cream into his skin.

once you two get dressed (denki keeps a few shirts and shorts at your place for situations like this), you check on the cookies. entering the kitchen, you can smell the stink of burnt sugar.

denki turns off the oven, grabs the mitts and pulls the door down, revealing completely charred cookies. you two laugh and you playfully slap denki, scolding him lightly for taking forever to apply his face mask because he wouldn’t shut up. denki ends up trying one but immediately coughs it up and spits it into the bin. you heat instant ramen instead and have that for lunch.

afterwards, you two sit on the floor on opposite sides of the coffee table. denki lets you paint his nails black as you rant about work drama.

“what a bitch,” he gasps.

“i know right,” you say as you look up at him. he’s focused on your hand painting the glistening polish onto his nails.

you blow on his nails after you’ve finished and tell him not to touch anything (he knows the drill).

that night, you two cuddle up next to each other on the couch as you play animal crossing.

bakugou katsuki

⭑.ᐟ you’ve been super stressed out by work lately. you just finished getting dressed and were about to start on your makeup when you get a text message from your boss. he asks if you are okay since your bf had called in sick for you. you immediately text katsuki, asking him what the fuck was up.

you: suki

you: why did you call in sick for me?

suki pooki: cause your work sucks balls

suki pooki: i’ll be over in ten

and he was. he came barreling through your door. you meet him with a stern look, your hands on your hips. seeing your mood, he rolls his eyes and pulls you into a hug, rubbing your back and kissing your forehead. he tells you that today, he’ll be pampering you since you need a rest.

he tells you to get out of that hideous uniform as he starts to raid your kitchen, whipping out ingredients for the fire breakfast he’s about to make you. you protest at first, but quickly let him take care of you. you know how determined he can be once he sets his mind on something.

katsuki makes you the most yummy breakfast that you both enjoy together. afterwards, you two cuddle on the couch and watch the next episode of the series you recently started together. katsuki then carries you off your bed and tells you to strip. you look up at him in confusion but he just gives you that sharp, cocky grin. he leaves and you do as he says, already bare under the covers when he returns holding a bottle of body oil.

you stare at him even more bewildered until he tells you that he’s going to give you a full body massage. the tension in your muscles instantly dissipates as you let him coax you out from under most of the blankets.

he gives you the most relaxing massage. the scent of coconut is divine and the sensation of his hands pressing into your skin takes you to heaven. at first, he checks in with you to make sure that the pressure is okay, which of course, it is since he was being gentle with you. now, you’re about to fall asleep when he grumbles.

it makes you laugh and you stretch, your fists opening and closing towards him in grabby motions. he lets you wrap your arms around his neck and you pull his body onto yours. the oil seeps into his clothes and he groans, trying to push you off. but you won’t move.

you two cuddle in your bed, katsuki asking you every few minutes if you’ve fallen asleep to which you mumble that you haven’t.

the rest of the day goes by in a blur of katsuki’s gourmet cooking skills, his grumbles, and his cuddles.

kirishima eijiro

⭑.ᐟ kiri knows that you’re exhausted because of a major project due at work. the day after it’s finished, you call him in the morning and tell him that you’ve got the day off from work.

within the next half an hour, kiri is at your doorstep, telling you to grab your gym bag and put your activewear on cause you’re going to the gym. you groan but oblige, throwing on a baggy gym fit (baggy gym fit superiority, am i right?) and trudging out of your apartment with his arm around your shoulders.

he works you hard, motivating you every rep to keep pushing and going harder, perfecting that form every time. afterwards, you two walk to a nearby café and get some breakfast.

you two sit outside, enjoying the beautiful weather as you munch on your brekkie. kiri listens as you rant about how stressful work has been lately, especially since your colleagues weren’t cooperating with you. but it was all over now, and that’s what mattered. he reassured you that you did the best job you could of given the circumstances.

“you’re so strong, baby. makes me so proud to see how well you did,” he says as he wipes your lips with a napkin. you giggle and nod, taking a moment to appreciate your bf.

in your sweaty gym gear, you two walk back to the car. but instead of taking you home (which you thought he was doing), he drives you to the aquarium. you scold him for not letting you get changed first. he apologises and pulls you into a warm hug, kissing you on the cheek. he holds you the entire time that you’re at the aquarium, first holding your hand and then your waist when your palms become sweaty. he takes candid photos of you gawking at the ginormous string rays, chuckling to himself about how cute his girlfriend is. you point to one of the sharks and tell him that it’s him and he laughs, pulling you close.

afterwards, he finally takes you back to your place and you two shower together. kiri kisses almost every inch of your body after rinsing the suds off of you, worshipping his gf’s divine body. your hands tangle in his hair, feeling his lips all over you.

he finally stands up and wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you into his chest. you ask him if you can return the favour. he shakes his head and gives you a deep kiss, saying on your lips something about this being your day.

once you get out of the shower, kiri dries you off and lathers moisturiser into your skin, placing kisses on any part of your body that he can reach.

you then curl up on the couch and cuddle, kiri doting on you and satisfying your every need until you fall asleep in his arms.

todoroki shoto

⭑.ᐟ it’s the weekend and you wake up to your phone ringing. you pick it up groggily. your bf’s voice hums in your ear, asking you what your plans are for the day. you groan as you tell him that you just woke up.

he’s quiet for a few moments before telling you that he is going to pick you up in an hour. you hum in response, rubbing your eyes and muttering an ‘i love you’. shoto returns your sentiment and ends the call. you get up and brush your teeth, opting for a comfy outfit.

in an hour, shoto is knocking on your door. he’s holding the most beautiful bouquet of your favourite flowers and tells you that they’re for you. you smile, tears gathering in your eyes as you take them from him and dash off to grab a vase.

once you put the flowers in a vase and set them on your dining table, you run over to him and give him the biggest cuddle. he returns your hug hesitantly (this touch-starved boy😭), his hands light on your back. you pull back and thank him, blinking back your tears. it’s been such a hard week at work and for him to surprise you like this meant everything to you.

shoto tells you not to hold back as he draws you back into his arms, this time with more confidence. for the next little while, you and shoto cuddle on the couch as you cry. his thumbs caress the delicate skin beneath your eyes, wiping away your tears. he gives you a small smile and tells you that you are one of the strongest people he knows.

after you’ve calmed down, shoto suggests getting some food to help cheer you up. you nod and you two head to the mall together. you sit down at one of the cafés and get tea and a pastry. the flavour explodes over your tongue, so sweet and the pastry is so crisp.

you look up and see cream on the tip of shoto’s nose from his cream puff. giggling, you wipe it off his nose with the tip of your finger. but before you can draw your hand back, he grabs your wrist and licks your finger. the gesture has you blushing hard.

once you finish your pastries, you two walk around the mall together. you head into many different stores, shoto by your side the entire time. he holds any clothes you grab to try on and even waits outside the fitting room for you as you get changed. he usually tells you that the clothes look “nice” or “good” but, when you come out in something that he really likes, he freezes up. he can’t stop staring at you.

“shoto,” you call. he’s been looking at the dress you have on for the last minute in complete silence. “do you like it?” you ask. he gulps, adams apple bobbing. he opens his mouth, but no sound comes out. you cross your arms under your chest, wondering if you look so hideous that he’s been rendered speechless.

you sigh, “is it that bad?” at your words, shoto shakes his head vigorously.

“no!” he says enthusiastically, surprising you. “no, it looks—” he pauses, trying to find the right words. he mumbles, “you look very pretty.” his words have you giggling and blushing an instant.

you motion with your finger for him to come over to you, and he does. you shut the fitting room door behind him and give him a gentle kiss, surprising your poor boyfriend who watches you peck his lips with wide eyes and a stiff body. you pull away, trying to contain your laughter. he pulls you back in and captures your lips in another kiss. this one is far more passionate.

shoto buys you whatever you want with his dad’s credit card. he carries your bags around as you shop. by the end of the day, you go home with far too many bags.

you used to be very shy about shoto spending all of this money on you, but you know that he wants to. you know that even if you broke up tomorrow, he wouldn’t regret any of it because that’s how much he loves you.

okay so I'm thinking of writing an omegaverse fic where the reader (omega) is sold to the bakusquad (alphas). it would be about how the reader is scared at first but then begins to feel more comfortable cause the guys reassure her that she's safe with them (maybe eventual smut? idk). I'm thinking of adding a bit of smau as well but idk.

˗ˏˋ bnha masterlist ˎˊ˗

nsfw = ★

bakugou katsuki

boobs too big ⟶ bakugou designs new underwear merch for you but unfortunately, it doesn't fit as your boobs are too big

birthday gift ⟶ bakugou wants to buy the perfect gift for his sanrio-loving girlfriend, but he doesn’t know what to get her

katsuki with the pet he didn't want ⟶ katsuki would do anything for his kitten which makes you feel left out

you bake muffins for katsuki's colleagues ⟶ bakugou doesn't like it when his housewife focuses on anyone but him, especially on his colleagues (cough eijirou cough)

★ downpour ⟶ you're a princess running away from the castle the night before you're supposed to get married. you happen to stumble upon a cabin during a thunderstorm and reunite with your previous guard, bakugou.

just for tonight ⟶ bakugou wants to show you how much he's changed since you two broke up

engagement ring ⟶ for the past couple of months, katsuki's been coming home late so, you decide to confront him about it

katsuki's seamstress wife ⟶ you make him a new suit for the annual pro hero gala

★ clingy ⟶ katsuki's bunny gf just wants him to stay close after sex

★ what lurks in the dark | pt.1, pt.2 ⟶ you're a succubus who's had your eye on katsuki for a while. and now, you're desperate to get your fill of him.

kaminari denki

eloping with denki ⟶ deciding to elope and your elopement ceremony

★ make it up to you ⟶ denki makes up for his poor behaviour last night by making his wife feel good

kirishima eijirou

★ dumbification ⟶ but he's the one going dumb

gym crush ⟶ you finally talk to your gym crush

midoriya izuku

upgrade | pt.1, pt.2, pt.3, epi ⟶ izuku gets severely injured during a rescue mission. as a result, most of his left arm is amputated. you, being a mechanical and biomedical engineer (and his loyal girlfriend), decide to build him a cybernetic arm to replace the arm he's lost.

sero hanta

spider monkey ⟶ you recreate the iconic spiderman kiss with your bf

shigaraki tomura

truth or dare ⟶ you’re playing truth or dare with the lov when you get dared to kiss one of the members...

shinsou hitoshi

★ shinsou is kinky asf ⟶ hc

★ twitter recreation ⟶ you're scrolling on twitter when you come across a sensitive video and end up recreating it with your bf

takami keigo

★ mission prep ⟶ kei's going away on a mission so you two decide to film yourselves together having a bit of fun

the bird in me ⟶ being part bird makes kei do some pretty weird things once he finds a suitable mate (aka you)

todoroki shoto

★ rut suppressants | pt.1, pt.2 ⟶ you find out that shoto's been taking rut suppressants ever since you've been together. you take them off him and get to see a new side of your husband.

banana bread ⟶ you bake him some yummy banana bread and bring it to him at work

todoroki touya

★ "you're my girl, aren't you. forever mine." ⟶ everything was fine until one Halloween, people who have annoyed you start dying. are you cursed? or is someone else responsible for their deaths? (hint: it’s someone else. someone you know very well.)

various

what they would be like drunk ⟶ hcs

how they eat food ⟶ hcs

they see you in lingerie | v.1, v.2, v.3 ⟶ you bought some lingerie online and now, it’s arrived in the mail. you go to your shared bedroom and try on the lingerie, telling your man to wait on the bed. how does he react?

self-care day with the boys ⟶ what they would do for you when you're stressed out from work

you text them that you're in heat | pt.1, pt.2 ⟶ smau

if they were househusbands ⟶ hcs + drabbles kinda

★ their omega | m.list ⟶ you are an omega who has been kidnapped for underground auctions. while investigating these auctions, a drunken denki buys you. but you don't end up with one new alpha. you end up with four.

valentine’s day with the boys ⟶ how they would ask you to be their valentine and what you would do on the day

if he wasn't a hero ⟶ hcs

insecure ⟶ smau where reader feels insecure about her body after a beach day with her bf

class 1-a pack dynamics ⟶ hcs

you didn't realise they had a gf ⟶ smau

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

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

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

newlywed!denki whose guests are the bakusquad.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

sero hanta and denki kaminari headcannons cause i love them sm and I've had these in my notes for a long time :!

once again these are my headcannons :0

they're 2nd years in this !

sero hanta

- keeps your picture in his wallet or the back of his phone

- throws those slow/ fake punches at you like those typical teenage boys but he barely even comes close to hitting you.

- him and denki on the verge of pissing themselves when they take turns making fun of a sub teacher.

- goes on ig live and answer the most out of the world questions known to man with a straight face ( he looks like he's been holding in the biggest cough/laugh for 30 years)

- makes comments on random people during break in the cafeteria til the whole table is shitting themselves before he keeps gg on about someone's backpack being the shape on a cinder block.

- sarcasm, sarcasm, sarcasm. but rlly funny if you get his humour.

- is puerto rican mixed guatemalan ( puerto rican on his mom's side)

- regular show references

- brainrots with denki

- sometimes his laugh matches up to denki's laugh and they sound the same, which makes the other class 2a students slow turn their heads to the two

- has a type for people who match with his humour and understand his references and jokes

- best and most diverse music taste : the marías, MF DOOM, the alchemist, korn, ACDC, earl sweatshirt, odd future, tyler the creator, bryson tiller, jodeci, KYLE, wheatus, PTV, kali uchis, peso pluma, bad bunny...and the list goes on

- loves and appreciates people who smell nice and actually put on deodorant n stuff

- a romantic

- can recite the whole bread bank skit

- baggy affliction tees, plain white baggy tees, baggy washed jeans, converse/vans, accessories on accessories, beanies etc.

denki kaminari

- brainrot humour.

- tiktok fyp is filled with really weird tiktok lives and captures a screenshot of each one.

- "erhm....what the sigma?"

- is NOT stupid, at all. people go to him if they need help with topics that include science.

- loves pop rocks

- 100% watched the old gacha edits

- watches coryxkenshin videos with sero

- weird uncoordinated socks on but he rocks them

- great fashion taste: also affliction tees, baggy jeans, studded belts, bracelets his current and old friends have given him, hoodies with cool graphics etc.

- music taste: all time low, paramore, wheatus, tyler the creator, unironically listens to FNAF songs, Bell Biv DeVoe, daniel caeser, Brent faiyaz, PTV, fall out boy, we the kings, etc.

- doesn't clean out his camera roll

- the "holding on to my friends bag so I don't get lost in the crowd" type friend

- texts rlly fast because he thinks faster than he can move so alot of typos.

- loves taking uquiz quizzes

- a tomato hater

- LOVESSSSS MINT CHOCOLATE

- disturbingly side eyes a person that didn't even get into ua calls him stupid because of what they've heard from other people.

- banned from 4 toysrus locations.

ok I know it’s a month late for this buuuuut~

Valentines/White Day Art! Left: this year Right: Last year

The girls! My favorites here are Mirko from last year and Tsuyu form this year! (Momo and Mina form last year are cute to) The base I used for them I had to add two people in which where Hagakure and Tsuyu, that’s why it looks. . .Off, it’s still cute tho, their outfits where based on the ones they had on in the School briefs vol. 6!

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . then we have for today which is white day! a holiday in Japan where the boys give girls things like marshmallows and cookies (and sometimes white chocolate to!) and other candy’s or gifts of equal value and price that the girls gave them, which it why it’s not that celebrated anymore (that and sexism. . .)

(same) Left: this year Right: last year

I’m actually surprised with how well the boys came out! It was originally a base with 4 and I added in 2 people for Deku and Denki, but they look so cute! I love how cute Midoriya is for this year! And Hawks from last year, Denki form last years cute to, and this year honestly their ALL Cute! . as you can tell I repeat myself WAY to much! these where all made to go with each other and match in a way!

I do feel bad I blocked off Tokoyami’s face and Half of Shoto’s I owe them. . . .

I like drawing Denki sometimes

Underrated and yet still best boys

class 1a summer trip (minus the trauma)

a collection of things for tonight

Hehe

Denki 💛

Now that this is done I can finally work on the 17 other drawings I need to finish/start😙

Also while I was making this I learned that only female students have buttons on their ties... 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

Finally finished the shinkami drawing😵 (ignore how bad denki looks it's hard to draw small details)

Both version with cat ears and without😺

@reverii-ee also drew something on here I put her @ next to it 👅

Shinkami wip (ignore the cat ears I was going a little insane drawing this 😋) also this probably shouldn't have took me 4 hours but I'm just lazy and I can't finish shit to save my life 😛

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.

Mha characters as dads 💥🪨⚡️

Genre: fluff

AGED UP AU!

(I didn't write so much bc i didn't have ideas and I was tired XD)

Denki Kaminari:⚡️

-Actually fainted when you told him the news, you had to stop him from short-circuiting three times.

-Will do his best to make you laugh during your hard times into your pregnancy and will not tolerate to see you sad.

-will talk to your belly whenever he gets the chance, you sometimes wake up to him talking to your stomach

-when you have morning sickness he will sprint out of the bed and into the bathroom to comfort you.

-He loves to make cute little nicknames for you, himself, and the unborn baby, he will call you his sea and calls himself men (yall get it? lmao) and calls the baby the result.

-You both agreed on having a water birth at home bc that was how your mom had you (in this au)

-When yall went to a doctors appointment he was really excited to know the gender, but later yall found out you was having twins. You swear you've never seen him smile so much since you got married.

-The day your water broke he was a pacing akward mess, he checked up on you every 5 second and made sure you were okay.

-You leggit almost put a curse on that poor boy when you were nearing 10 centimeters, even if denki was a hero and he'd fight dangerous villains and that stuff you'd never seen him so scared before (XD)

-When it came to pushing he held your hand the hardest he could, he promised you could squeeze his hand as hard you could. But only in a few minute's he was a whining mess about how you were breaking his bones

-When you two heard the twins cry for the first time he was a laughing mess while you were a crying mess, you got two sons.

-the firstborn son was named hiro and the other one was named mio, denki was the first one to hold them (Bc he had your permission ofc)

-Even tho he was awfully in love with his sons and would offer everything for them, they bit. And not even a little, it was like they were born as a wild animal.

-But even if the babies bit, shat, hit each other, cried at night keeping yall up the whole night and cried nonstop.

-He still loved them.

Kirishima Ejirou:🪨

-100% cried when you told him the news, he called everyone he knew and told them the amazing news.

-Always has his hand on your belly, even when it was flat.

-He will always lay in bed with you and blabber about everything he wants to happen (for example, having a girl, the baby being healthy, etc)

-When you had the baby it was the happiest day of his life, and as he wished for, he got a baby girl (not that he wouldn't mind a boy)

-you ended up on naming the baby ria.

-Always has his baby girls in his lap, he will carry ria in his arm and have you in his lap while stroking rias small head with tufts of hair.

-His mother's always comes and visits to help you out with ria when kirishima is out working.

-When you leave kirishima alone with ria she does not want to get feed with a bottle or that formula that tastes ass, she would much rather suck on kirishima's finger til you come home (even though kirishima has tried to feed her multiple times she still does it)

-When Ria turns the age where babies walk he can not say no to those adorable red eyes staring at him. He was a rich pro hero, so why not use it?

-He gets emotional when ria turns 8, he thinks about all the times when she was a baby and always looks throught the baby book of her when she was little, atleast two times a day.

-In the end he asks you for another child, since ria often gets "bored" and she "said" that she wanted a sibling (he completely made it up)

-You often wonder where ria gets her pouting from, when you remember that kirishima Ejirou is your husband.

-You still love them tho.

Bakugo katsuki:💥

(I rushed this, so im sorry if typos!)

-Is completly horrified when you told him you were pregnant with his child, he was afraid that he would be a bad dad and that he would do something wrong. It took you so many hours to reassure him that everything would be fine.

-After he began having more confidence about being a dad he bragged. He bragged about how he was the first in his class to have a child, how lucky he was and that stuff.

-His mom, mitsuki will literally barge into his house just to ignore his yelling and going straight to you to check up on you.

-When you're in your second trimester you have really bad mood swings, you will literally threaten him with a knife from the kitchen and he will just be standing a few feet away from you like🧍‍♂️

-At night when you have cravings he will grumble about how he will not get you ice cream in the middle of the night, when 5 minutes later he will go into the nearest store. (he loves you and you know it🤭)

-At night he WILL have his head on your belly while you're sleeping, listening for the babys heartbeat and movements. (He will always deny it if you catch him)

-One random night your water suddenly broke, you woke up panicked. Beside you was bakugo sleeping, his loud snores very loud (his father roots already showing)

-It. Took. You. Thirty. Fucking. Minutes. To. Wake. That. Bitch. Up.

-You shook his shoulders fast for about 30 minutes before he stirled in his sleep, after not so long he woke up groggily asking what was wrong.

-when you told him his eyes widened and his mouth opened as wide as it could. He was quick out of the bed and grabbing the hospital bag while being careful not to stress you out more than you already were.

-you got in the car and he drove to the hospital, his eyes quickly darting to you a few times. When you arrived he picked you up bridal style and walked right in the doors.

-Nurses gathered around you and walked you to a room where they sat you down and got you comfortable.

•timeskip to when you got the baby bc I'm too lazy to write and + I'm tired•

-when he first saw the baby he couldn't belive his eyes, it looked exactly like him, and brhaved like him too

-The baby locked eyes with her dad, looked him up and down before rolling her eyes and finishing it with a little scowl.

-That was when he knew she was his

|| My live reaction to the epilogue leaks yesterday was somenthing like: ||

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(Around 10/11 at night and shock as fuck)

What. The. Fuck. Am. I. Looking. At.

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WHAT DO YOU MEAN IZUOCHA CANON???WHEN???? WHERE IS THE DEVELOPMENT OF THAT?! THAT HAND-HOLDING FEELS SUPER WEAK, IT SEEMS LIKE A BROTHERLY ONE!! WHERE'S IZUKU'S SCAR???? Oh, the grow up monoma, denki and (Hero suit) sero design are pretty :D, WHY DOES JIROU HAVE TWO EARS?! WHY IS TOGA GETTING OCHAKO INTO A RELATIONSHIP WITH IZUKU?!? HER CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT IS BEING DESTROIT AND YOURS TOO TOGA!!!! WHERE THE FUCK IS IZUKU'S DAD NOW?!?!?! EH??? WHAT??? KATSUKI MARRY WITH A WOMAN??? THAT ASSHOLE IS GAY AS FUCK WDYM?!?!? My dear bkdk, oooh my sad soulmates (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠)!! WHY SHOTO'S HERO NAME IS AIR-CONDITIONING!?!?

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(Today with the translation)

NOOOOO, WDYM KATSUKI WAS REJECTED?!?!!?? AND HOW THE FUCK PEOPLE ARE MAKING SAD ANGST'S AU'S SO FAST????

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(seeing the theories that the leaks are fake)

Yeah... were in denial.

Heres the updated designs of the MHA warrior cats au as full warriors, I also changed some names which are now:

Aoyama: Bright shine/paw

Mina: PinkHeart/paw

Tsuyu: FrogPool/Paw

Iida: Swift runner/Paw

Uraraka: SoftFang/Paw

Ojiro: BushTail/paw

Kaminari: Lightning Breeze/Paw

Kirishima: RockStrike/Paw

Koda: Quite Feather/Paw

Sato: SweetClaw/paw

Shoji: OddFoot/Paw

Jirou: EchoSong/Paw

Sero: WebCatcher/Paw

Tokoyami: CrowShadow/Paw

Todoroki: FrostFlame/Paw

Hagekure: ClearFur/Paw

Bakugou: SparkScar/Paw

Deku: BunnyWing/Paw

Mineta: VioletFace/Paw

Momo: MintBranch/Paw/Star

✨HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHOTO✨

I don’t know I’m doing

Day two of 30 day pride challenge

:something that makes me happy

Honestly these bois

I got an iPad and procreat recently so here’s some drawings I’ve Alredy done

For as long as Denki can ramble, Mashirao can listen and swoon.