— Study Buddies

Waking up next to you for the first time w/ Kaminari, Deku and Shinsou

Request: Hello! I saw that requests are open and wondered if you could do some small headcanons about Izuku, Shinshou and Denki waking up after sleeping with their S/O for the first time together, processing that they are not alone in bed, and just fluffy stuff! ♡ Soft boy hours - @bemorefiction​

So freaking cute omgggg. I’ve been reading a ton of harry potter related fics and have I ever said how sad I am for the Weasly twins? No ? Well I do NOT take canon into consideration in this occassion, they’re both enjoying their lives. Thank you for coming to my TED talk. Love ya. 💖💖💖

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Let’s be lonely together

Pairing: Denki Kaminari x gn!reader

Genre: Fluff

Word count: 739

Warnings: None

A/N: Sorry my writing’s a little rusty😅 it’s been a while. Hope you enjoy tho!

It was late. You yawned as you walked back towards your dorm room, exhausted from the day’s training. More than anything, you were ready for a nice, warm bath and spend the night lounging in your comfy sweats before going to bed. A ping from your phone brought you out from your thoughts, alerting you to a message you had received.

Denks: Hey

You: Something up?

Denks: You busy rn?

You: Nope, just got back from training, why?

You waited for his reply, watching the three dots on the screen.

Denks: Eww you probably smell

You chuckled inwardly at his typical response.

You: Piss off

Denks: You ain’t getting rid of me that easily babe😚 no but seriously go wash

You felt your cheeks heat slightly at the nickname, although you were used to him flirting around jokingly.

Jokingly.

You: I was gonna when you texted me

Denks: Aight then nobody’s stopping ya

You set your phone aside and stepped inside the shower. “That was kinda odd,” you thought to yourself, frowning unconsciously. In your experience of being Denki’s friend, he rarely texted you a ‘hey’ like he did today. Usually the texts you received from him were things like ‘Hehehe check out this new meme’, or ‘Y/N LET’S GO BUY MAID OUTFITS KSJDJDJ’, or ‘bae Bakugous gonna kill me could u come convince him that I didn’t eat his spicy ramen PLEASE IM BEGGING U’. “I should probably go check on him later,” you decided.

After you had finished showering, you changed into your favourite hoodie and shorts and made your way to his room. It was still some time before curfew, so you figured you would not get into trouble for wandering to the boys’ side of the dorm. You arrived at Denki’s room and knocked on the door. “Denki? You there?” You did not have to wait long when he opened his door. “Oh, hey Y/N! Whatcha doing here?” “Just… came to hang out I guess,” you replied, walking in. “Perfect timing, I just recovered from my brains getting fried again,” he chuckled. You frowned. “Denks, I told you to call me whenever your quirk backfired and if you needed help.” “Yeah I was going to, but it wasn’t that bad this time so I could handle it,” he replied.

“Where’s everyone else?” you asked, referring to the Bakusquad. Usually at this time, Denki and the rest would be hanging out at each other’s dorms. “Oh, they, uh, they went out,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck. “Wait, they left you here?” “I mean, I had to rest up from training so I couldn’t go with them. It’s cool though, it happens a lot.” “Oh,” you said, not really knowing how to respond. “So, did you text me caz you were bored or something?” “Huh? Oh, yeah, I guess. I didn’t really have anything to do…” “You have plenty to do, Sparky,” you said, flicking his forehead and earning a small ‘oww’ in response. “Did you forget the assignment Mr. Aizawa gave us?” “Ah crap, I totally forgot about it!” You sighed. “Come, let’s do it together. I’m not finished either.” “Thanks, Y/N, you’re the best.”

An hour later, you two were lying on his bed, talking about nothing in particular. “Hey, Y/N?”

“Yeah?”

“If I’m being honest, I texted you caz I was, uhh, I was feeling kinda lonely and you were the only person I thought of texting,” Denki mumbled. Your heart sped up annoyingly at his words. “Hey, you know you can text me anytime you need me, right?” you smiled. “Mhm,” he muttered, then sighed. “Ah, I really don’t deserve you.” “That’s not true, why would you say that?” He shrugged, then rolled over.

“Can we cuddle?” “H-huh?” you said, taken by surprise. “Pleasee,” Denki pouted. You turned your face away, feeling it heat up. “Friends don’t really cuddle, Denki… do they?” “I mean me and Sero do all the time but if that’s what you think then maybe we should drop the friends label already.” You whipped your head back to face him. “E-elaborate.”

“You like me, I like you, we should just date already, don’t you think?” You did not answer, trying to comprehend what he was saying, before an embarrassed smile made it‘s way onto your face. “You like me?” “Mhm, there’s no one else I’d rather be lonely with.”

“You’re so cheesy. Come cuddle me already.”

I’ve missed your bnha posts sm (stilllove your hq posts). could I request bakugo, denki, deku, and sero having an event to go to since their pro heros and them not knowing what to wear and you’re helping them with it? take your time love ya

Helping Them Dress for an Event

Bakugou/Kaminari/Midoriya/Sero x GN!Reader (separate)

Fluff

a/n: lmfaoo I haven’t written for bnha in so long anon, I missed it too! I love this request cuz it’s way faster writing scenarios like this. I’m glad I finally have some for bnha rather than hq ly2 <33

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BAKUGOU has the worst attitude when it comes to pro hero events. He’s grumpy and annoyed and he swears nothing goes right for him on those days. Bakugou always struggles to find clothes because of his attitude. He’s swearing up and down and throwing clothes around, unable to find the right outfit. 

“I don’t understand why I even have to go to this stupid party,” he yells into his closet. “I fight villains and save lives daily and they still want more from me. I have nothing to wear- that’s it! I’m not going anymore.”

You usually come in before he can explode even more, guiding him to your shared bed while you look through his closet. He’s always appreciative when you take over for him. And when you finally find something, he loves that you don’t force him into it, he loves how you patiently wait for him to pull himself together.

“You’d look so handsome in this, Katsuki.” He rolls his eyes. “It’s only for a little while, and when you come home you’ll see the surprise I have for you.” 

“I’m leaving the second my publicist says it’s appropriate.” He pulls you into a hug, swaying side to side. “And it better be a nice surprise.”

KAMINARI is laying in bed while you dig through his closet. He claims that he trusts your sense of fashion, but you and him both know it’s because he takes too long or because he chooses the most informal outfits. You usually spend a lot of time looking because his closet is a mess, clothes thrown carelessly after rummaging through it.

“You’re the best, babe,” he calls from the bed. “I’m gonna be the best dressed hero because of you.”

“If you don’t get up and help you’re gonna be the worst dressed hero at the event.”

Your threat always gets Kaminari jumping off the bed, he’s quick to help you fold all the clothes he’s left thrown around while you search. He really does mean it when he says you’re the best. It’s because of you that Kaminari feels like the hottest hero the world has ever seen, his friends think so too.

“How’s this?” You pull out a shirt and see his eyes practically sparkle.

“Chill out, Y/N,” he smirks. “Do you want someone to steal me from you? All the babes will be on me.”

“I’m positive the head of the commission won’t even bat an eye on you, Denki.” You close the closet door and walk towards the door, leaving your offended boyfriend to pout.

MIDORIYA always picks out his clothes last minute. He’s always in a rush and dumps every article of clothing onto the bed, trying with all his might to find something decent to wear. When he’s close to giving up, he’s quick to call your name, guilt evident in his voice.

“Please.” He doesn’t have to say anything else, the clothes on the bed and his apologetic smile says it all.

“You should’ve called me before taking everything out of your closet, Izu.”

While you look through the pile of clothes, everything you’ve deemed ‘not good enough’ is quickly folded (it was the least he could do). He scolds himself every time, telling himself to quit leaving things until the last minute, and to learn how to dress himself for these types of events, but he won’t lie and say he doesn’t enjoy seeing you tend to him.

“Ah, thank you thank you,” he says. “What would I do without you?”

“You’d go to the party with a shirt that says ‘dress shirt.’” His embarrassed flush stayed with Midoriya the entire party.

SERO doesn’t need help getting dressed, he just prefers it when you’re there to help. It’s fun pretending that he’s clueless while you bite your lip in concentration trying to find him something to wear.

“So… what’re we thinking? Casual, business casual, or…”

“Ya know, you’re the one going to this party, not me.” You side-eye him. “Why am I the one looking for your outfit?”

Sero doesn’t leave all the work to you, he pulls out what he thinks is appropriate for the event and asks for your opinion on them. He’s quick to model for you, enjoying the way you scrunch up your face when you don’t like it, and how your eyes light up when you do.

“See why I ask you to look for my outfit?” He turns around, giving you the full view. “You’re the reason why I’m hot.”

“I guess you’re alright,” you sigh. “You look very handsome.”

a/n: omg I loved this!! This is my first time writing for Denki and Sero :0 I hope their characterization is okay!! This was so cute. if you’re reading this just know that I like these types of prompts; where it’s more general things rather than quirk related things. Likes, comments, and reblogs are welcome and appreciated <33

MARIGOLD’S LOVER — D. KAMINARI

synopsis: get a load of this train-wreck, his hair’s a mess and he doesn’t know who he is yet.

note: this is reposted from my old account; it's deactivated now, but i really liked this fic so i wanted to post it again :) (please don't ask me about my old account or alias)

word count: 1.5k

warnings/genre: hurt/comfort, mutual pining, crying, insecurity, mild bullying/mockery, scars (they’re lightning scars!), self consciousness, cursing, talk of anatomy (?) i describe denki’s body a bit?, reader uses they/them pronouns, might be a little ooc? this just my realistic take on denki :)

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MARIGOLDS were never his favorite, but maybe that's why he found them so endearing. petals so bright that they resembled the sun and yet always so hidden beneath the glory of other gardenias.

he supposed he didn't like them as much because they reminded him of well... him.

denki realized he might have been looking too much into it (overthinking again, he sighs), after all, it was just a flower; how could one identify themselves with a flower? but he couldn't erase the thought from his mind — marigolds and their hidden brightness.

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the seed was first planted when you had greeted him with a bright smile when he entered the classroom, still drowsy with his eyelids being pulled down from the tiredness still running through his body. he had stayed up again- not for any particular reason, there wasn't a test today nor was he up talking to someone. his conscious just dragged him along into the deepest hours of the night until his body finally shut down to fall asleep.

clothes still rumpled and hair mussed up, he collapsed in a heap on his desk as he sent you a bright grin and wave. the class started to quiet down as the new unit of the month was introduced- quirk control and strength.

he twirled his pencil around his fingers, mind zoning out of the class and flying across to another universe- a universe where he didn't have to sit for hours on end listening to aizawa's drawling and where he could finally rest.

he felt a light poking against his elbow and he turned his head to his side to look at you; you were still looking straight ahead, displaying the profile of a good student paying attention, but you kept glancing back at him. when you glanced back at him again, you lent him a small grin and tapped your notebook, copy mine, it's okay if you can't pay attention right now.

he smiled and lightly nodded as he scribbled down your notes, leaving a small smiley face on the corner of your page as a thank you. it was the least he could do.

days later, when they all had training in gym gamma- quirk training, apparently you can never have enough- that was when he supposed the seed grew into a sapling.

his quirk was harder to control than most- electricity was something one couldn't ever have full control over. it harmed others and it harmed him- he had the electricity provoked scars across his body to prove it.

that never stopped you from believing the utmost in him. you were always cheering him on, whether on the sidelines or in a mock battle with him. he swears he thought you were mocking him in the beginning, it wasn't a surprise, after all; it wouldn't have been the first time someone would've poked fun at the way he short-circuited when he used a voltage a bit too high.

but no, you weren't mocking him. you believed in him and his quirk, that he could exceed despite his limitations-- despite his lack of grasp on control.

"i think you're gonna be a great hero one day, kami," you said, tongue slightly sticking out as you scribbled a poor drawing of him in his hero costume at the corner of his biology textbook. #1 hero: chargebolt!

he smiled down at the drawing, heart beating a few paces faster than before as his finger traced over the drawing before he leaned over and scribbled over your worksheet in response.

"hey!" you exclaimed, giggles erupting from you as you elbowed him away from your papers. the both of you were laughing now, trying to silent yourselves in the big library you were currently inhabiting. students were shooting glares at the two of you as the laughter ensued.

“shhh,” he said, voice wobbly as he continued giggling despite the finger to his lips trying to silence the both of you. leaning in a bit too close to your face, mirth gleaming in your eyes, your foreheads touched in unison as the both of you tried to contain your amusement. and then. and then, it became quiet. the laughter dying down as the two of you looked into the others’ eyes.

his eyes gleamed a liquid honey, the sunlight from the window hitting him just as beautifully as it does to marigolds. beautiful, golden, and oh so bright. there was an unmistakable sense of self-consciousness within his eyes, as he looked down towards your lips before flitting back to your e/c eyes.

gnawing lightly on his lip, he smiled, eyes creasing slightly from his expression as he leaned back in his seat, “we should get back to work, y’know, y/n. can’t have you distracting me,” he elbowed you, laughing lightly again.

breaking out of the daze of the moment, you blinked and nodded to him, quickly grabbing your pen and getting back to the worksheet and textbook laid in front of you. heart beating quicker than before, you took a quick glance towards him from the corner of your eye, only to see him already looking at you. the both of you quickly turned your head away from the other, faces feeling heated.

denki swore he felt sapling of the marigold in his heart. he felt it, and he felt it grow in sizes and ache at the prospect of you and him.

and it grew. it grew and it grew until it felt like he couldn’t discern the difference between him choking on the petals of orange and gold or from the shine of your smile, blinding him so dearly.

flowers growing abundantly within ribcage, similar to the feeling of an infestation of butterflies. he felt the gardenia ruffle in his system when your fingers brushed his, and he couldn’t help but want more. more and more and more. he wanted all of your sunshine; all of you.

he was thinking of what he could possibly do, how could he confess and splatter the words to you, without absolutely messing it up. it was then when he had heard their words. their words of mockery, and how they made fun of him. denki wasn’t one to be hurt as easily. he was smiles and brightness if there was a human form, and he didn’t turn down teasing. but this.

this was- they were making fun of his weaknesses- of something he couldn’t control. they way he short-circuited, left completely defenseless and unaware of his surroundings and indisputably weak. of how he couldn’t possibly become a hero when he needed saving himself. there was never a mention of his strength, of how he could put out nearly two million volts of electricity, of how he was strong.

and then the overbearing thoughts came. all the insecurities that built up since entering UA, and how they’ve been pushed down because heroes can’t show weakness. his fists clenched and knuckles whitened as heartbeat accelerated and tears formed in his eyes, threatening to fall.

he led himself down a small field, it was right next to the school, a place where you and him came to study and sometimes just spend time with each other. chanting within himself, don’t cry don’t cry don’t cry as he made his way down the grass, hands shaking from fury and desolation.

don’t cry, you’re not allowed-

“denki?”

he looked up to see your face, concern spread across your face as you assessed his expression and form. “are you-”

“no! no i’m okay, i’m fine. i promise.” he smiled, quickly wiping at his eyes for any stray tears as he looked at you brightly.

you blinked. “o-kay.” you pointed towards a willow tree near the center of the field, “wanna go sit there? just hang out?” you asked him, a tentative smile gracing your face as you reached out to touch his shoulder as a means to give him a comforting touch.

he nodded, hands still mildly shaking as he slipped his hand into yours. the both of you sat underneath the shade of the willow tree, flowers growing near the edge of its roots. you laid your head back against the trunk of the willow as you said, “you know you’re gonna be a great hero someday? i don’t know what they said, but you are. you’re strong, denki. for fucks sake, you can produce two million volts of electricity. you don’t think that’s powerful? look at your lightning scars- they show your strength; as a matter of fact i- mmph!”

you were cut off with him leaning forward and planting his lips on top of yours. his lips still had the salty taste of tears on them, as he kept one scarred hand cupping your face as he kissed you intensely, the sun shining on both of your faces as you turned properly to kiss him back with just the amount of emotion.

you leaned back for air, when he said, “i really really like you, y/n,”

you quirked an eyebrow at him, a smirk passing on your face, “yeah? well i really really like you too, chargebolt.”

he grinned at your words, as you held his hand covered in lichtenberg figures, and left a light kiss across a pale scar. heart soaring as the marigolds in his heart ruffled once more in delight of a found love.

Hey I’m Lily. I’m pansexual and go by female pronouns. I love the color pink and everything cute. I have an account @thebiggays with me and one of my best friends @mangogoes . He has gorgeous art so check him out.

Request: “Okay so I saw your wedding thing with Tommy could you maybe do a part two but with a kid or kids (LIKE DONT ADD THE YAKNOW BESCUSE NO) And like everyone on the SMP is telling Tommy how they look similar I hope this makes sense you don’t have to tho I hope this isn’t weird tho- I don’t wanna sound weird 🧍‍♀️ but if you do can you blur out my name it won’t let me ask anonymously 😔”

A/N: Hiya, lovely! Its not weird at all! I think this is an adorable idea. Like, father Tommy?!?? So cute. But yes, I can money definitely write this. I hope its okay that its a head cannon. That way it will fit more from different times of the marriage. If you want more of a fic, just send me a message and i can rewrite!!

Warnings: Pure fluff, A bit of cussing (like once)

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You and Tommy have been married for about two years before deciding to try for kids.

Both of you agreed that you wanted to settle down first, and get your lives together a bit more.

When you decided to tell Toby, he was so excited for you. Asking to babysit when you wanted to go out.

You gladly accepted the offer knowing, being a parent can’t be the easiest thing in the world. It would be nice to have help.

One night, you took a pregnancy test, “Positive” is what was staring back at you.

Immediately, you ran into yours and Tommy’s bedroom, finding him flipping through a magazine.

You threw the magazine off the bed and sat in front of him, a smile taking over your face.

Furrowing his brows, he asked “What the fuck did you just do that for?”

Yes, he still swore a lot.

You gave him the test, his eyes going wide, and grabbed you for a hug.

Both of you were over the moon.

The first call being Toby, of course.

“WHAT? YOU’RE- YOU’RE PREGNANT?! I’M COMING OVER.”

Then he hung up.

He then came over and you guys talked the rest of the night.

Mostly about who you would tell next, you decided that should go as follows:

Both of your parents, Ranboo, Minx, and Niki.

Then, you would have a big dsmp meeting, no streaming allowed, and tell everyone there.

Both of your parents were so happy and excited to become grandparents.

Ranboo told you guys how annoying kids are, but how he would still love them.

Minx and Niki coming to tears for you. They both wanted this for you guys.

Everyone else on the server was supportive as well.

Of course, jokes were made about Tommy not being “mature enough” to handle a child.

Which resulted in him telling everyone how mature he is.

After you guys got off, he did get a bit insecure.

“What if I’m not a good dad?”

This broke your heart.

You knew no one was actually being serious, they were joking, but it affected him.

The rest of the day was spent reassuring him how perfect he is. How much of an amazing father he was going to be.

And he was.

Planned the whole baby shower for you. All of your friends flying in to see you.

Then:

When your water broke, he had the hospital bag already in the car and drove you guys there.

He was in the room with you as much as they would let him.

He held your hand the whole time, telling you how strong you are.

Soon enough, you gave birth to a healthy baby boy.

You wanted the name to be special, Tobias, Toby for short.

Tobias Michael Simons.

Tommy stepped out and called Toby.

“Y/N gave birth, I’ll send the address.”

He freaked out, jumping in his car and came to the hospital.

When he found out you named your son after him, he broke down in tears.

Never did he imagine his two best friends would name their child after him.

“Why? You didn’t have to name him after me”

“We wanted to, buddy. We love you.”

Tommy told him, giving him a hug.

Toby got to hold Tobias. That made him happy.

Ranboo visited the hospital as well.

Actually not coming with his mask anymore.

He was so happy for you guys.

Your parents visited as well.

All of them gushing over how cute Tobias was.

When you guys took Tobias home, you set his room up.

Link to what I pictured the baby room as: https://pin.it/5NCwmPs

Tommy was a great dad.

Always helping you in the middle of the night, cleaning up the house, and helping so, so, so much with Tobias.

You took a few weeks off from work to take care of Tobias.

When you went back, Toby came everyday to babysit.

You offered to pay, but he would just give the money back. He didn’t want to be paid.

When Tobias was 5, you decided you wanted another kid.

You got pregnant.

Soon, gave birth to a baby girl.

Evelyn Rose Simons.

Your extra spare room was used for her nursery.

Once again, the link: https://pin.it/CCyfGtB

You decided to stop at two kids.

It seemed plenty for now.

At 30, you guys had an 8 year old boy, and a 3 year old girl.

You guys really couldn’t be any happier.

gamer boy [k.d]

katsuki bakugo x reader word count: 0.7k warnings: none <3 summary: reader is bored and lonely so she goes over to cuddle her favourite gamer boy a/n: ive been wAITING FOR THIS ONE

Staring up at the ceiling, you debated what you could do for the rest of the evening. You already ate, you didn’t have any more homework, you couldn’t be bothered to socialise in the common room with the rest of the class.

You groaned, rolling over in your bed to reach over and grab your phone from your bedside table. Aimlessly, you scrolled through social media to find some semblance of fun and stumbled upon a certain video.

A boy sat in his gaming chair with recognisable LED lights, bathing the room in a deep purple glow as he focuses on whatever he’s playing in front of him. A girl comes into the frame and walks over to him, tapping him on the shoulder. He says something but doesn’t turn to look at her until she takes matters into her own hands. Gently, she swings her leg over his lap, and lowers herself down to sit, straddling his waist and wrapping her arms around the boy’s neck.

Your cheeks warm and you smile at the cute video, scrolling past it as if it was just another little thing that you’ll inevitably forget until you pause. You happen to know someone that was sitting in a gamer chair right now and leaving you to suffer your own boredom. A wide smile grows on your cheeks as you renew your energy, eager to go bother your boyfriend.

Grabbing a hoodie, you skip out of your room, buzzing with excitement. You can’t help but imagine what his reaction would be and how cute it was going to be as you wait for the elevator to reach Denki’s floor. As soon as the metal doors slid open you practically ran to his door, being sure to knock once just in case before slamming the door open.

“Ah! Sorry.” you winced at the loud noise, gently taking hold of his door and closing it with a soft click.

“Hey beautiful!” Denki quickly glanced at you, shooting one of his usual bright smiles, before promptly going back to focus on the game. “Did I miss a text?”

“Nope!” you strolled over to him, peering over his shoulder at the bright screen. “I was just really bored and alone in my room so I came over to annoy you.” You kissed his check with a smile.

“Sounds like fun!” Denki laughed loudly, still clicking away at his controller. “Grab a chair and take a seat, lemme show you how amazing I am at this shit.”

You giggled at his usual peacocking, finding it endearing when he constantly tried to impress you in the most silliest ways. It was one of the many little quirks about him you loved.

“Darling, open your arms.”

“Huh? Why?” Denki furrowed his eyebrows at you with a puzzled look while still following your orders.

“Because,” You shrugged, throwing a leg over him, moving his arms to fold around your waist, and promptly sitting down on his lap whilst facing him. “I want to sit.” You grin wickedly at his quickly reddening face.

“I- uh- your welcome?” He tried to formulate some sort of sentence but you could practically see his brain short circuit and spark. You continued getting comfortable by wrapping your arms around his neck, delving your hands into his soft canary yellow hair, and nuzzling your face into his neck, finding solace in the warmth of his skin. Cuddling Denki was always sweet, maybe chaotic at times with tickles and giggles, but it was always sweet and you never wanted it any other way.

After a second of processing your actions, the chaotic boy softened and melted into your touch, hooking his chin over your shoulder, and squeezing slightly at your waist. He continued playing his game, still swearing and cheering wildly at the ups and lows of whatever he was navigating. Sometimes he dropped small kisses on the side of your head. Sometimes he jolted upwards quickly, before whispering a small sorry and stroking your head gently in apology.

Before long, your eyes started drooping close and Denki seemed to notice your more shallow breaths. The sounds of the game from his headphones stopped, and he put down the controller to allow himself to fully wrap his arms around you and cuddle you properly. “Can we do this more often? I play my games and you…” he mumbled into your hair. “Do this?”

You hummed in agreement, too tired to move your lips to form an answer, but you knew he would understand.

Worth It | Kaminari X F!Reader

Prompt: “Wanna get out of here?” 

Pairing: Kaminari Denki X Female! Reader

Warnings: A bit spicy but fluffy overall. Another domestic fic

Word Count: 1.7k

A/N: This is my first fic for the first @bnhabookclub​‘s event! Anybody can enter so here’s the link if you want to join in! It was really fun writing for Kaminari and I just thought he would totally do this. Please ignore my badly made and cringe worthy banner… I should leave edits to the professionals… whoops

Laughter filled the room as all of your old classmates chatted amongst each other. They carried drinks in their hands, but not the ones that would normally be sipped at parties you and your friends have attended. But that didn’t dim the playful and energetic atmosphere that seemed to follow your group of friends.

After a few hours of mingling with your friends, you were finally able to sit down on your couch. Playing hostess was exhausting, but it was definitely worth it when you watched the scene in front of you unfold.

There was your baby girl being surrounded by her aunts and uncles that have spoiled her rotten. Ashido had your baby propped against her stomach while Ururaka was making funny faces at her. The other women were gushing about how adorable and happy your baby was. You could also see the men slightly fawning at how cute the baby was (even if they were trying very hard to hide it). 

“Look here, Hotaru!” Jiro exclaimed as she held up her phone with Yaoyorozu jingling one of the baby’s new toys. “Big smile!”

Hotaru flashed her a smile and squealed at the attention she was receiving from everyone around her. 

Yep, it was worth it.

A warm presence pulled you out of your thoughts. “Wanna get out of here?”

You stared in disbelief at the straw-colored hair male leaning over the back of the couch. Kaminari rested his chin against your shoulder and nuzzled against the side of your neck. Goosebumps rose as he peppered your neck with light kisses.

“Denki, we are at your daughter’s 1st birthday,” you deadpanned. 

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izuku being shy to do anything when you first start dating, asking you for your consent even when it's to hold your hand. he'd come up to you with a timid smile, his green eyes filled with bliss, fiddling with his fingers as he questions, “can- can we hold hands?” and he doesn't even realize he's being adorable, ugh, the audacity.

denki doing the heart sign whenever he wants to say “i love you” but is too tired to do so. it could be after a huge battle with some villains and he'd be close to passing out so he'd just weakly raise his hands and make a heart shape with them. it's rare that he does this because he loves to say the three words, especially when it's you.

bakugou reading books in his free time — before he goes to bed, when there's no power.... basically when he has nothing to do. each time he reads a new book, he always tells you about it, whether it was good or bad and whether you should read it or not. most of the time, he'd say the book was shitty but then ask you to read it.

inspired by bakugou and his books — sero has a competition with you to see who can read a book the fastest. he doesn't read that much but he's fairly competitive and when he wins, he'll spoil the whole ending to you. it's annoying, yes, but when you win and do the same to him, he'd give you a look that makes it worth it.

denki hating it when people ask him to charge their phones but charging your phone with no annoyance, whatsoever. you don't even have to ask him to, he'll just be passing by and he'll see over your shoulder that your phone is at 5%, then he just charges it and goes back to doing his thing after smiling at you.

shoto helping you out with anything you need — whether it be doing the dishes or even tying your shoelaces if you ask him to. he also does not hesitate to step out of his comfort zone when it comes to you. he's up for anything and says “yes” to whatever you wanna do, because, in short — he is in love.

tamaki cutting up pieces of fruit for you to eat and giving them in a bowl to you when you're studying / working. it's when he doesn't know how to help you but still wants to help you out somehow, and the only way he can come up with is to make sure you eat something. he also brings a glass of water because you need to stay hydrated as well.

but it was never fake

playing; goodnight n go - ariana grande

pairing; kaminari denki x reader

denki and you agreed to fake date, but it didn’t go as planned.

“what, are you disappointed about the whole “fake dating” thing?” denki tries to laugh it off and places a hand on your shoulder. when he gets a better look at your face, he sees the clear droplets of tears rolling down your puffy cheeks.

feelings got involved and now, you’re not sure if any part of the relationship is still fake or even real. you’d lost the original reason of why it began but remember the number one rule of this agreement; to not fall in love with each other.

and every time you hugged each other after class, held hands while walking down the halls, could feel yourself slowly falling in love with him. but knowing it was all meaningless actions for show, was painful.

denki feels an anxious drop of sweat on his forehead and immediately tries to explain himself so your tears stop, “come on, y’know it—”

“denki… you jerk!” cutting him off by punching him in his shoulder where it hurts, you walk off towards the school gate with water-filled eyes.

“hey, wait!” he hollers, following you to the gate and attempting to stop you. you stopped and stood still, whipping your head so you could look back into his eyes with your heartbroken ones.

you pout before letting your lips loose, “i feel like an idiot now, it’s embarrassing.” you spill your feelings out to him and he could feel your pain in that sentence alone. he can’t help but feel the guilt wash over him like a violent wave in the sea.

You stare down at the floor watching your tears hit the gray cement, “i should’ve known better.”

denki’s eyes widen in disbelief, and his stomach churns at the empty tone of your voice. your words felt like bullets and now he really knows he screwed up.

what denki has been wanting to tell you is that he wants to make it official. he wants to make it clear to you that he has fallen in love with you. he wants to say screw the rule, and let’s keep holding your hands, keep hugging— and even kiss. the only thing holding him back is that the fear of it being unrequited.

he grabs ahold of your wrist pulling you back into a strong hug, “actually i like you, really. i always have.”

and when you turn around to meet his eyes, your lips are greeted with his. They’re warm, and needy as his hands go to your upper back to hold you closer, deepening his kiss. this is the first kiss you had shared together, and it for once felt real.

note; thank you @mattsvn for hosting such a wonderful collab! this was a jam to write <3