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[a-ikuoliver]

denki + cuddling:33333 - @teddybeartoji

THANK U MICKEY I LOVE YOU MICKEY

denki's only had the car for a week, the interior still smelling like the previous owner, a little sweet like the bubblegum air freshener that hung from the mirror when he drove it home. mostly like the cologne he always wore for you.

in only a week, he'd already found the best spot for this.

sprawled in the backseat of his car, the seats all laid down, pillows piled between blankets and teddy bears. the sky is lit up in trails of baby blues and pinks and oranges and dustings of white clouds, shining down through the sunroof, bathing denki in shades of the sunset like you're looking at him through stained glass.

it felt like the epitome of puppy love, still a little nervous when you laid your head down on his shoulder, a blush still creeping across his cheeks when you'd place your hand on his chest.

you think that's why he invites you star gazing.

picks you up just before dusk, pulls his car into the clearing as the sun is moments away from setting.

but only fifteen minutes into your little "dates", the sun is set low beneath the horizon, and the stars are all that lights up his car.

even a full moons light not bright enough to expose the lovesick stare he gives you.

[a-ikuoliver]

@aquadenks @0301995

bebes

[rueclfer]

it's not what it seems! // smau

when your roommate has a guest over

izuku midoriya, shinsou hitoshi, sero hanta

[lounaticcc]

✦ ；SICK MISUNDERSTANDING

sero x reader, denki x reader, fluff, crack Summary: you started feeling sick and you accidentally ignored him, making him think that you're mad. pt.1, pt.2

🍊﹕ SERO HANTA ୨୧

⚡﹕ KAMINARI DENKI ୨୧

˗ˏˋ A/N: I feel like I could've done a bit better with denki's, but I ran out of ideas :( anyways bakugo and todoroki version soonn <3

[pjs-everyday]

if anyone is gonna rally the 1-A boys into playing dumb dress-up games, it's mina 💕

[ging-ler]

Part 2 of that shinkami art I drew 3 years ago. I finally let them open their birthday gifts you're welcome blorbos.

The first part below cut

[a-ikuoliver]

pretty boys get what they want

pairing: denki kaminari x f!reader w/c: 1.2k warning/s: fem!reader implied but no pronouns used, ftm denki, strap sucking/jerking teehee notes: @aquadenks MY BABY pls have this offering; this is a bit short but it deserved a full post frfrfrfr im in love with him

crossposted to ao3 • masterlist • wip updates & voting • kofi • askbox

“it doesn’t even do anything.” you whine, holding your knees in front of your chest, hiding your face behind them, your warm cheeks pressing against the bare skin there, your pants discarded to the floor, probably only moments before denki had stood up to slip the harness up over his hips.

“who says?” his cat-like eyes twinkle, a smirk ghosting over his lips as he continued adjusting the straps around his hips, lowering his gaze from you for only moments at a time until he was comfortable, “helps me get it nice and wet, and makes you look so pretty.”

his attitude only makes you roll your eyes at him, trying your hardest to ignore him while he finished adjusting the silicone through the ring in the centre of the fabric, finally settling back into his spot on the couch, one of his arms slung over the back of the couch, his other lazily looped around the base of the silicone cock, his legs falling further open as he settled into the comfortable cushions. his demeanour like he was asking you to pass him the tv remote, not jerk off his strap-on.

his eyes shimmer in the dim light, shadows cast over sharp cheekbones from whatever movie he'd put on, his plump, wet lips curled into a confident smile, not a trace of the apprehension you felt.

"it's okay, baby, look, i'll help you out." while his words were sweet, encouraging, the tone of his voice as he leaned forward was anything but, his voice deep with hunger. denki’s eyes looked like molten gold staring at you, his appetite flashing behind his iris, not breaking the stare even as he bent forward into himself, pursing his lip, still studying you when he spat, the glob landing at the tip of the silicone.

your face burned behind your knees, his casual confidence somehow making you squirm more in your spot, he tugs at your hands around your knees, pulling them away to fall down beside your thighs. you let him tug at your limbs, his slender, painted fingers wrapping around your wrist, your heartbeat rapid and uneven under his fingertips as he tugged you closer to him. your gaze drops to the fraying edge of the couch the moment your fingers graze the silicone, your cheeks burning hearing your boyfriend groan beside you, his hand tightening around your wrist like he did when you’d graze over his clit, his heavy breathing sending electric shocks through your body.

“right there, baby.” you only whined in response, unable to resist inching closer to him, sitting up on your knees before you glanced back up at him, your breath nearly knocked from you watching him, his eyes drooping like he was half asleep, but the electricity behind them enough for you to know he was wide awake. watching the way his throat bobbed, you squeezed your hand around the plastic, your thumb swiping through his saliva at the top, spreading it around the head with your thumb until his hips bucked up.

denki bit back a grin watching you, the way your hand loosened the moment he moved, the way your eyes darted from his jaw to the rigid toy between his thighs, the way your face inched closer, wanting so badly to take him into your mouth, to suck and lick at the toy like it was his skin.

“you don’t have to be so scared of it.” he teases, his own hand gliding up and down the toy inches ahead of your parted lips, his movements slow, smooth, none of the jerkiness of your own movements, only confident flicks of his wrist, his hips bucking again into your hold when his hand met yours, stroking the rest of the length you neglected while smearing his saliva around the tip.

you shoot him a glare in response, the venom behind it played down by the way you squirmed on the spot, your thighs squeezing together when he spat once again, this time into his hand to spread over the dildo, biting his cheek to hide a smile when your eyes widened at the lewd wet squelch of just his hand rubbing back and forth.

denki’s breath hitched in his throat just watching you squirm, studying the way your eyes widened, the way your breath quickened watching him, embarrassed to be getting wet from the visual of denki helping you stroke his cock, the way his hips would buck and jerk like he could feel your touch at the tip.

“i’m not scared of it,” your voice is so soft he questions if you even said anything, ignoring the urge to tease you for it when you inch closer, glancing up at him nervously when you slowly lick at the divots in the silicone, letting your saliva join his dripping down the length of the toy.

you felt feverish, unable to tear your eyes away from the way his hips rolled into your touch, the tip of the toy pressing past your lips, your hand dropping down to join his at the base, spreading the wetness over the length. Slowly, you opened your jaw to take more of the toy into your mouth, slurping and squelching sounds echoing through the room as you twisted your wrist around the girth of the silicone, watching your boyfriend from under your eyelashes while you swallowed around the toy, spreading your saliva with your hand as you drooled more and more around him.

short, garbled whines left your lips whenever denki would hiss or groan, the blond putting on a show just to watch you squeal and blush, revelling in the way you drooled when his tongue darted out to swipe across his bottom lip, addicted to the way he could see your hips jolting, desperately searching for any stimulation.

the ache deep in your stomach was nearly unbearable, waves of desperation washing over you the longer you stared up at his heaving chest, your skin burning hotter and hotter at the hungry way he watched you take the toy in your mouth, the same eyes tracking your saliva dripping down the length of the toy, collecting at the base and at the centre of your bottom lip, even as you sucked and tried to swallow some of the liquid.

your slick hand met his on the toy when you jerked your wrist, your glazed eyes meeting the mischievous gold of his, you already looked debased in the reflection of his eyes without either of you really touching one another; you watched yourself in his dark pupils, entranced by the string of saliva connecting you to the strap as you sat back on your knees, staring at your swollen lips as you murmured a breathless plea.

one he couldn’t resist when you looked so destroyed already, eyes wide and glassy staring at him, hand between your thighs, twitching fingers at the base of his cock, burning skin beneath the fabric of your top, dripping with desperation.

shifting himself up onto one knee, he grinned at you, still bent with your face level with his crotch, the toy hanging in front of your face, the tip looking like it was dripping with precum, “how could i ever say no to you, pretty?”

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[jade-of-mourning]

probably what momokamijirou would actually look like, tbh

[a-ikuoliver]

@aquadenks

Denki Kaminari entering my life without permission 😭👌💖

[toanw]

precure no densetsu!!

[imma-triple-a-battery]

i think they should be allowed to be happy sometimes i think

[bkgsdoll]

i feel like kaminari would be super into feminine nicknames > < he would fold if you ever called him “princess” or “wifey” or even “babygirl” jdisidjwjxioc

[nightmarerose1]

CLASS 1A BAND PT 2 🎤⚡️🪆💥🐦‍⬛

Bonus: Jirou with her pretty lovers💜💛❤️

[salivathehero]

your all good bro

[a-ikuoliver]

oh my god……/..

{ first writing thing on here! continued under the cut }

thinking about racecar driver!denki kaminari.

thinking about how, when asked to set up a camera in his car before a race, he enjoys it a little too much. knowing people are watching him, that you’re watching him, he flexes his arms and his fingers on the wheel as he turns, shifting his hips up and leaning back and letting out a breathy sigh that he knew would get you wet.

thinking about how whenever he passes someone, he pulls up the visor on his helmet to wink at the camera, his dirty blonde hair plastered against his forehead, despite the crew in his headset telling him to watch the road. when he’s in the lead, he looks up at the giant screen where his face is projected, and watches as a #1 appears next to his name. he grins, pearly whites shining in the sun, as he hears a loud cheer erupt from the crowd as he passes the finish line.

thinking about how he always keeps his jacket a little bit unzipped, just enough to see the dip in between his collarbones and the top of his defined chest. he’s lean, yes, but he’s got enough muscle for it to be outlined through the suit. when he ties the jacket around his hips and reveals a sweat-soaked black tank top, he knows exactly what he’s doing, and he teases the interviewer when her eyes can’t help but trail down his body.

thinking about how he goes up to you after the race is done, not caring about cameras and people following, pulling you into a deep kiss and even dipping you for theatrics. he lets his hand settle on your hip while he’s talking to a reporter, holding you knowing you’re content with being with him. how he traces little circles with his thumb along your skirt, and slips the tips of his index and middle fingers into your waistband.

ahhh im so crazy about him 🫣🫣🤭

inspired by @aquadenks ‘s post about lightning mqueen and how denki coded he is.. 😋

[armenianwriterman]

Look at them all hanging out (and Hagakure trying to photobomb despite being invisible)