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thehusbandoden · 2 months

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Anything for my Queen

Denki is willing to do anything for his beloved wife.. yes, even the dishes. | 448 words \\ female reader \\ posted: 08/02/23

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nugget-eater123 · 2 months

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A/n: part 2!! ❤️ I just yapped this whole smau ong

Enjoy!!

Part 1 Part 2 (you are here)

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grapementos · 1 year

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don’t blink

aged up kaminari x reader

“three.. two.. one.. go!”

as soon as sero’s hand rose, you and denki engaged in a hardcore, life on the line staring contest.

the rest of class 3A surrounded the two of you in the common area, bets being placed over who would blink first.

“c’mon, y/n, i know you just looove staring into my eyes, but let’s make this quick, yeah?”

you chuckled, resting your hands on the table separating the two of you, “oh, kami, you flatter yourself.”

“y/n’s totally gonna win—denki’s probably gonna ‘forget’ and blink accidentally.”

“no way! denki’s actually really good at staring contests. as for y/n, i don’t know; i’ve never gone against them.”

you ignored the hushed whispers from your classmates and scooted in, a sly smirk making its way onto your face.

“don’t give me that look.”

“the look of a winner?”

“the look of a cheater.”

you placed your hand on your chest, mock offended, “i strategize, not cheat.”

“pretty sure giving me goo-goo eyes is cheating.”

“it actually isn’t—” iida began before being shushed by mina.

“what, you don’t like my goo-goo eyes?” you hummed, reaching across the table for denki’s hand.

“i’ll zap you.”

“quirk use is cheating—” iida interjected.

“yeah, kami.” you grinned, linking your pinky with his, “zap me and you lose.”

he grumbled, his eyes beginning to water, “pretty sure hand holding is against the rules.”

“again, it’s—”

“shut up, iida!” the rest of the class groaned in unison.

you unfocused your eyes and let your lids fall a little, giving the burn some relief. your eyes were trained on denki’s searching his entire face for any sign of giving in.

his cheeks were a little flushed, hand clammy against yours.

“what’s the matter? nervous?”

he scoffed with too much confidence, “pssh, no way! my eyes are wide open, baby. i got this.”

“the redness tells a different story.” you tilted your head, “and are those tears i spy?”

a few strands of hair started to rise and frizz from his head, a telltale sign that he was close to giving up, “nope, not from this guy.”

you stared at him intensely, wordlessly as you tried your hardest to suppress the increasing burn in your eyes.

denki looked away for the first time since the competition started, “quit looking at me like that.”

“like what?” you chuckled, resting your cheek on your free hand, “like i’m about to beat you?”

his cheeks had grown increasingly pink-er, his eyes still on whatever was to his right. finally, when his eyes did land on you again, you jumped in your seat when a shock ran from your finger and through the rest of your body.

naturally, you blinked, forgetting all about the contest, “ow, no quirk use!”

“y/n wins on the grounds of kaminari using his quirk.” iida ruled, clapping his hands.

some classmates groaned, some grinned and counted their newfound lunch money.

kirishima clapped his hand on denki’s shoulder, “c’mon, man, you totally could’ve won!”

“they were eye-fucking me!” denki whined, “what was i supposed to do? i was being violated!”

you laughed, smoothing down your hair, “excuses, excuses. but now i get to use my quirk on you.”

denki shrunk in his seat, his eyes finally coming back into focus, “have mercy.”

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ouch-thats-harsh · 1 year

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*playing Scrabble*

Kaminari: I will put my ‘A’ down to make 'A’

Mina: I will add to your 'A’ to make 'AT’

Kirishima: I will add onto your 'AT’ to make 'RAT’

Bakugou: I will add onto your 'RAT’ to make 'BIOSTRATIGRAPHIC’

Sero: *flips the board*

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tired-biscuit · 2 years

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YOUR man is an impulsive buyer.

You see him whenever you’re home; always scrolling through Amazon, spending that little bit of money he saves up in the corner of his wallet that he keeps reserved for ‘fun’, even though it’s more often than not spent on the stupidest shit known to man.

And it really is just that - oh, so very stupid. Especially whenever you leave the office feeling so tired and drained, simply exhausted on a Friday evening that you should be spending out partying instead of feeling so fucking gloomy.

But texting with your boyfriend makes you feel better. You spend the entire 25 minute long metro ride on your phone, chatting with him. By the time you reach your apartment complex, you’re longing for nothing but a hot shower and a quick meal before bed. Perhaps even a lovely smooch and a cuddle, but certainly nothing more than that.

You know you’ll be soundly asleep the moment your head hits the pillow, after all.

But instead of your head hitting the pillow, your hand hits the front of your face in an evident facepalm. Because the moment your keys jingle in the lock and you step foot inside the apartment you share with your significant other, he is stumbling down the narrow hallway – practically running towards you.

And that would have been completely fine; perhaps it would have been considered as a sweet gesture even, if it weren’t for those godawful things on his feet.

Squeak, squeak, squeak – he’s wearing the goofiest looking clown shoes to walk the brink of earth. Vivid in colour and producing a sound with every step he takes; they are the ghastliest things you’ve ever owned the displeasure of laying eyes on.

“Baby,” he exclaims as the squeaks grow louder, louder, louder – making your brows furrow. “Look what came in the mail today! Aren’t they fuckin’ sick?! Huh?!”

He’s smiling so big. Like he’s immensely proud of himself; it’s this shit-eating grin that you see so often that it’s become natural in a way.

And you’re fighting back tears now, as well as the laughter that’s going to explode out of your throat at any given moment, because you just can't help but absolutely love him for cheering you up so effortlessly after such a dreadful day. And without even knowing it, too!

Yes, your man is an impulsive buyer, it is true.

But he’s also an absolute clown.

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denki, naruto, tanaka, noya, joseph, yuji.

#crack fic #nishinoya x reader #denki x reader #yuji x reader #naruto x reader #tanaka x reader #joseph joestar x reader #biscuit drabbles #haikyuu fluff #naruto fluff #jjk fluff #mha fluff #jjba fluff #denki kaminari #naruto uzumaki #nishinoya yuu #itadori yuji #joseph joestar #tanaka ryuunosuke

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mirukosbitchywife · 1 year

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aizawa who adds an ungodly amount of sugar into his coffee.

mic going into a coffee shop to get him and aizawa coffee and rattling off his order and when he gets to how much sugar to add to aizawa the baristas smile drops. "eraserhead?" she asks. the rest of the workers go silent. there's a mad rush to get to the back of the shop so they don't have to make an order, leaving only the person operating the register, who closes her eyes and sighs in resignment. "haha how'd you know, listener?" mic asks giving finger guns, the barista drops to the floor

keigo being told when meeting aizawa the first time to never comment on his drink of choice if he sees it. naturally this makes him curious so when he spots aizawa in the communal area he decides to send a feather to scope it out, and he feels as aizawa opens no less than 20 sugar packets and dump them into the cup. when aizawa walks out keigo is stood there trembling in fear as aizawa walks past him casually

denki walking into the dorm kitchen in the middle of the night to get a snack, stumbling upon aizawa dumping, quite literally, a cup of sugar into the coffee. his eyes widen in horror and he drops his phone. aizawa just slowly turns around, looks him the eyes, says "no one will ever believe you if you tell them" and FUCKING LEAVES.

bakugo mistaking aizawas water bottle as his own and as soon as he tastes it he spits it out and screams WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT. aizawa just casually says "oh, that's mine." and he freezes. when asked later he won't elaborate on what it was but denki nods towards him and he nods back.

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mikasa-imadebiscults · 1 year

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MHA Characters as Me & My Friends Conversations

Part One..

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Denki: There’s baking soda in the toilet.

Jirou: Kamanari, why is there baking soda in the toilet.

Denki: I don’t know I just walked in there and saw it.

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Uraraka: Feeling cute might invade Poland later.

Tsuyu: What.

Uraraka: Not sure. Found it on my clipboard.

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*Denki being sentimental to Jirou*

Denki: I’m trying to be sentimental and you’re like “HUH”.

#mha incorrect quotes #mha fluff #mha crack #mha x reader #mha x y/n #mha denki #denki x reader #denki kaminari #mha jirou #jirou x reader #jirou kyouka #mha uraraka #uraraka x reader #uraraka ochako #mha tsuyu #tsuyu x reader #tsuyu asui

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axshoto · 10 months

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bakusquad plans for your birthday!

ft. bakugou katsuki, sero hanta, ashido mina, kaminari denki, jirou kyoka, kirishima eijirou

warnings: nil!

a/n: i hope i catch their dynamic well 😭😭 lmk what yall think loves

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Any characters that come from the My Hero Academia manga and/or anime are credited to Kohei Horikoshi and Bones Studio, their rightful owners. Textfics are credited to ©axshoto on Tumblr.

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thehusbandoden · 10 months

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Anything For my Queen -Denki x Reader

Fluff + crack | 448 words

"Denki Kaminari. Get down from there. Now." You demand, glaring up at Denki who was sat atop the fridge, grinning down at you.

"But I don't wanna do the dishes.. or the laundry." He pouted, throwing the chocalate kiss that he found at you, aiming for your arm but hitting your thigh instead.

"Denki, you need to help. Last time we cleaned all you did was play with Yuto, making an even bigger mess." You frown, trying not to giggle as Denki cooed at Yuto- who he brought onto your fridge.

"But- playing with Yuto is important- and up here we won't even make a mess!"

"Denki.. baby. What if you accidently drop Yuto? I may have a heartattack, and you most likely wouldn't survive my wrath."

"I won't drop our son y/n/n. Have some faith in your partner of eight years."

"Denki... we've only been married for three years."

"Yes! But we've been together for eight!"

"I-"

"That's what I thought~!"

"Okay okay- but still. It's not that I don't trust you, it's that I don't trust your adhd brain, my Love."

"But c'mon! When has my adhd ever hurt our Yuto?! Never!"

"That's true.. but Denki, please. I'm not comfortable with our two year old on top of the fridge."

"Is it really making you that uncomfortable Love?"

"Yes it is. Please can you get him down?"

"For my queen? I'd do anything." Denki vowed, gently handing you Yuto before jumping off himself.

"Anything?"

"Anything!"

"Well.. if you love me that much... could you do the dishes and the laundry? And the vaccuming, dusting, organizing Yuto's play room, wash the windows, the car, and make dinner? I could really use a day off- and if I remember correctly you have work off for three days."

Denki's face paled at your seemingly endless to-do list, instincts telling him to take Yuto and bolt to Mcdonalds. But, he loves you. A lot. And you did look like you needed a break. Your hair was messily tied up in a bun and you had dark rings under your eyes. You worked hard to raise Yuto and care for the mansion Denki had provided for the two of you. And he did have a few days off, plus he's already rested.

"Okay Love, let me take Yuto and give me a list and I'll get at least most of it done. You do look like you need a break."

You sighed in relief at your husband's kindness, it was truly one of the reasons why you loved his so much. Even though he acted childishly and goofed off a lot, he was more mature then he looked, and cared for his loved ones immensely, and would do anything for them.

Including the dishes.

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nugget-eater123 · 2 months

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Please please pleeaase smau bakugo x reader where bakugo is only nice to reader in the gc bc r is lowkey sensitive and everyone kind of makes fun of them but also ships at the same time (not established relationship)

I got you pookieeeee 🙏 i had a lot just happen at work for me so I could really only push one part out of me rn but I’m absolutely not opposed to adding more later ❤️ I’m SO fucking sorry this took so damn long 💀 I love youuu thank you for asking for this 🙏 cause ong I feel like this is canon behavior

Part 1 (you are here) Part 2

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irisintheafterglow · 11 months

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Rock and Roll, Buckaroo! (Bakusquad x you)

summary: you go on a ghost tour with the bakusquad - 1.3k words

cw: so much yelling, cliche paranormal activity (flickering lights, footsteps, etc), lots of profanity thanks bakugo, the bakusquad shares a single brain cell and most of the time you have it

note: so i wrote this instead of working on stuff for hawks and gojo but don't worry they're on their way i promise <3 i offer you this halloween in july fic instead inspired by buzzfeed unsolved and my visit to the whaley house a few months back.

likes/reblogs/feedback is always appreciated!!!

“I’ll be honest, Mina, I don’t think Doja is the vibe for rolling up to a haunted house.”

“Passenger seat gets AUX, Sero, so you’re just gonna have to deal with it.”

“Why the fuck does the driver not get AUX–”

“Because your music has an even worse vibe than Mina’s, Bakubro.”

“Tch, whatever. Just be glad I’m driving your dumbasses or else you’d be stuck with Denki’s passive ass in the driver’s seat.”

“I am a safe driver! Safer than Bakugo at least…”

“OI–” The car erupts into chaos as Bakugo tries to blast Denki, who was sitting directly behind the driver’s seat while Mina throws herself over the wheel to avoid veering into oncoming traffic. Denki screams in terror, reaching across Jiro for Kirishima, who was trying to push back Bakugo’s sparking hand. You put your head in your hands as Sero starts viciously kicking Denki’s seat from the third row. Why Sero thought it would be a good idea to send a TikTok about the most haunted places in the country to the group chat suggesting a visit to one right outside the city, you had no idea. What perplexes you, even more, is that Bakugo had been the first one to agree, followed by you and Kirishima, then Mina and Jiro, and finally a reluctant Denki.

“Bakugo! The parking lot!” Jiro screams from the middle row. In between his pleas for Bakugo’s mercy, Denki yells out final directions.

“You have to turn right now!” Bakugo throws the wheel to the side and swerves a violent right turn, hurtling Sero into your shoulder. Sero rights himself and takes in the surrounding modern-looking office complex with confusion.

“That was the wrong exit!”

“No fucking shit! Denki, you said to turn right!”

“I meant left right at that moment, dude!”

“YOU-”

“Bakubro, remember your morals!”

Ten minutes later, after several more attempts at homicide by Bakugo’s hands, you were standing at the steps of the ancient-looking house as the tour guide introduced the history of the hauntings to your group and others unfortunate enough to have booked a tour at the same time.

“You guys scared?” Mina whispers to you, linking her elbow to yours with a smile.

Jiro scoffed from your other side, and you shook your head in agreement. “As if,” you reply, straining to listen to the guide’s instructions.

“Take care, dear visitors, for certain things may go BUMP,” he says, stamping his cane on the porch and making Denki yelp. “And beware of the spirits of the family that are determined to make visitors acknowledge them, skeptical or not.” The guide points his cane at Kirishima, who runs a hand through his hair, chuckling nervously. The guide stares into Kirishima’s eyes for a few moments more and then abruptly turns around to open the doors, causing snickers among your friends.

“Enter, dear visitors, if you dare.”

The guide leads the group through the foyer, the kitchen, the living area, and the upstairs bedrooms. The house was filled with beautifully ornate furniture and well-preserved artifacts from centuries past caked with layers of dust.

Not that your friends cared about all that.

Sero had his phone out, recording from the moment you had stepped through the entryway and insistent upon catching paranormal activity. You took photos of Mina and Jiro posing next to the portraits of the Ladies of the House, their eyebrows drawn together and eyelids droopy to match the paintings’ solemn expressions. Bakugo, surprisingly, was fascinated by the grim history of the house and would shush your group if they started getting too loud that he couldn’t hear the guide. Kirishima stuck close to Bakugo and Denki, jokingly commenting on whether the actions of the men in the house were manly or not to hide his unease.

The tour ended at the head of the house’s office before exiting out the backyard gate, and your friends lingered to take a photo in an antique full-body mirror. The temperature seemed to have dropped significantly, and Sero’s phone battery drained immediately after taking the mirror photo.

“Man… I swear this thing had, like, 80% power when we got here.” He knocked his hand a few times against the edge of the phone to no avail, the no-battery symbol flashing mockingly at him.

“Maybe it’s ‘cause you were recording unnecessary shit this entire time. Coulda just asked me for a fuckin’ summary afterward.”

You laughed at Bakugo’s commitment to the tour. “You’re just grumpy that we dragged you into a group mirror photo, Kats.”

“Alright, now that my hands are free, do you think that if I drew a pentagram on the floor that I’d summon a demon?” Sero waggled his eyebrows and Jiro scoffed at his casual reference to getting possessed.

“Maybe if you sat on it. Or laid on it, like that tall guy on YouTube.”

“Nah, man, I don’t mess around with that shit. Don’t be trying that stuff if I’m near you.”

“Do you actually believe in ghosts? That’s why you’re scared of them?”

“Not scared… just not interested in getting my body taken over. It’d suck big time.”

“Mina, what the fuck are you looking at that’s so funny?” The pink-haired hero was pointing to a small, faded image of one of the family’s sons that had died of some disease.

“Ha, look at this guy that looks like Bakugo, Jiro. Jiro?” Mina’s voice trails off, looking back at Jiro, who was tensely staring at the ceiling of the house. Her eyes track the perimeter of where the office walls meet the ceiling, face taut with concentration. The others don’t notice until she quietly sticks one of her earphone jacks into the ceiling and gasps, a hand flying up to cover her mouth.

Bakugo’s focus shoots to Jiro, immediately on alert. “Yo, Ears, are you good?”

“There are… footsteps. Upstairs. Sounds like two people walking around.”

Kirishima loses a little bit of color on his face. “That could be just another tour, right?”

“No, no, no. The guide said we were on the last tour of the night.” Mina’s eyes are wide with concern and she puts out her hands as if to calm down the escalating fear of the group. “What if it’s the guy that I said looked like Katsuki?” Bakugo snarls, on the verge of biting Mina’s pointing finger off.

“Okay, no, it’s probably cleaning people.” Kirishima glances at the exit door leading to the outside, but you all seem to be frozen where you stand.

Sero’s eyes sparkle from behind his dead phone camera. “Yeah, ghost cleaning people.” Chills run down your spine, and you shiver at the dropping temperature. Kirishima opens his mouth to counter Sero’s suggestion but is cut off by Bakugo’s harsh tone.

“Stop it, Denki,” he suddenly snaps.

Denki’s face twists in confusion. “My bad?”

“Dude, I said stop it.”

“I’m not doing anything!”

Scowling at Denki, Bakugo points aggressively to the ceiling light that had started flickering after Jiro’s gasp.

“That’s…not me…”

“Guys? You see that, right?”

You turn towards Kirishima, who has moved to the doorway of the office that leads to the rest of the house. His eyes are the size of pool balls and his face is completely devoid of color. As you carefully gather around the doorway of the office to see what he’s looking at, pure horror courses through your entire body as you take in two pairs of eyes peering back at your friends from the top of the stairs. They were undeniably eyes, and you stare at them until one of them blinks and they both start to descend the stairs.

Right towards your friends.

Your group explodes into unbelievably loud shrieks of horror and shouted expletives as you high-tail it out the door, Kirishima having just enough sense to knock down Bakugo’s hand before he fires a shot at the stairs and gets you all sued for property damage.

Days later, Sero frames a copy of the mirror photo you all had taken in the office, and upon closer inspection of the photo, you discover two figures standing in the doorway behind you and your smiling friends.

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demetris-cocksleeve · 1 year

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"Are You a Mask?"

(needed a laugh, this came into fruition)

Word Count: 157

Summary: Denki's a perv but he likes to make you laugh

Warnings: Sex joke

Age Rating: Pg 13

Denki Kaminari x Reader

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"Can I ask you a question, Babe?"

Denki's voice rings out in the empty kitchen.

Looking up from your cereal, you're met with your boyfriend leaning against the doorway, clad in a black t-shirt and your favorite pair of grey sweats. (Iykyk)

"Sure, what's up?"

"Are you a mask?" He looks one word away from cackling.

You tilt your head at him, confused. "Um, I'm sorry?"

"Are you a mask?" The chuckles are starting to escape him.

Deciding there's no harm, you play along.

"No, Denks, I'm not a mask." A smile has started to grow on your own face as you wait for the punch line.

"Damn, that's really too bad..." He says with mock disappointment.

"And why's that?"

"Because I was kinda hoping to wear you on my face."

"DENKI!" You can't help the ungodly screech that leaves you as you both finally erupt into laughter.

#denki kaminari x reader #denki x reader #crack fic

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acerathia · 1 year

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Denki is the type to take your hand, massaging it a bit, before violently cracking every single knuckle without remorse, maybe even laughing at your horrified expression.

#and when you least expect it. he pulls at your toes to crack them too #denki x reader #mha denki #kaminari x reader #denki headcanons #i wanna break my fingers

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ouch-thats-harsh · 2 years

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Sero: *High* I had a dream where I was at a buffet and just went round sampling everything until management told me off for not having anime hair while scooping ice cream so Jack Black with pink hair had to get it for me.

Kaminari: *somehow even higher* woah dude

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sugolara · 1 year

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𝙊𝙢𝙚𝙜𝙡𝙚

feat. denki kaminari x fem! reader

cw: crack? idk

˗ˏˋ+ ´ˎ˗ where denki and y/n come across each other on omegle and decide to never speak about the situation.

it was late at night, 2:50 am, when y/n decided to get on omegle. omegle! an app where you can chat with anybody worldwide. just be careful though, as there are some pretty weird people out there.

before she logged on her laptop and opened the website, she had pulled her hair into a somewhat man bun and had borrowed makeup from momo. with the makeup she borrowed, she applied black mascara on her chin, jawline, and underneath her noes.

she had applied a diy beard.

yes, it was true. y/n was broke, and because she was broke she needed money to buy school books. so she thought that finding a sugar mommy on omegle would be the best place.

boy was she wrong.

her poor innocent eyes that were no longer innocent had seen so many dicks. she didn't think it'd be possibly to see twenty-four dicks in one hour.

after countless of searching for a sugar mommy, her page had buffered. she sat back in her chair as she waited for the screen to display someone new.

she leaned in when she was met with a short blonde pixie cut woman. or so she thought she was a woman. she seemed rather buff. and dressed in one of the most ugliest outfits. her makeup was also... terrible.

it was odd, it was even odder when she heard the woman speak in a high pitch voice, almost sounding like they were faking it, "hey there sexy! want to have some fun?"

then it came to her as she squinted at her screen. why did the background looks so familiar? she then gasp, "denki?!"

the woman—man—voice had faltered into it's original voice, "y/n?!"

"the fuck are you doing?" she disbelievingly said.

"what am i doing? i'm looking for a sugar daddy." denki pointed at himself, "what are you doing?"

y/n laughed as she grabbed her phone, "oh my god! i gotta take a picture! everyone's gonna love this!"

denki rapidly rushed away from his desk, tripping in the process, "don't!"

he then grabbed his phone, "otherwise, i'll show everyone how ugly you look as a man.''

"you wouldn't." y/n said as she glared at him. denki grinned, "oh, yeah."

they both stared at each other, thinking of how to get away from this sticky situation. they both awkwardly looked away. "let's make a deal."

denki nodded, "okay?"

"we erase any evidence about this situation and never speak of this moment, got it?" y/n said.

"deal!"

the both had agreed to never speak about this situation. often glancing at each other and laughing. this'll be their own little secret where they take it to the grave.

#mha denki #denki imagine #denki x you #kaminari #denki x reader #kaminari x reader #denki kaminari #mha denki kaminari #mha #mha crack

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mikasa-imadebiscults · 11 months

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MHA Characters As Me & My Friends Conversations

(I know I know this is a shit post but idc leave me alone)

Part 4..

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Denki: If the pancakes are green and I eat it it’s just natural selection at that point.

Kirishima: That’s giving me green eggs and ham vibes.

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*Denki and Kirishima texting*

Kirishima: *You’re

Denki: Bro don’t even start.

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Present Mic: I want to ride a man like a stolen bicycle.

Aizawa: So you just woke up and thought about riding a man?

Midnight: You do you Mic.

#mha crack #mha x reader #mha x y/n #denki x reader #denki x y/n #kirishima x reader #kirishima x y/n #aizawa x reader #aizawa x y/n #present mic

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