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Hiiii looking for a Denki fic and I saw your little post abt requests and ideas. So hopefully a few of my hcs for Denki help you spark up some ideas! 🤗🩷🩷
He's tanned a little with a teeny bit of acne. In the anime hes not as fair as the others. Also i believe he would not have the clearest skin but he doesn't have full blown acne. He would absolutely wear the black star patches too. Also body hair is a big one I picture all the boys in 1A with it, makes them more human. Give this guy braces too.
On top of the acne and the acne scars, I do think he'd also have stretch marks. I bet he got into UA using his quirk solely, so the sudden excessive amounts of physical training and working out definitely wouldn't go unnoticed. Character like Izuku and Katsuki are covered in scars from fighting and wounds, but Denki would be covered in scars that occur naturally. Stretch marks and lichtenburg scars.
Would never tell anyone - but he cleans when he's stressed. Just not his room. "Oh whys the kitchen so clean?" Denki: "Oh, idk must've been Momo 😅"
Draws amazing portraits, but only in his free time like if he's bored in his room or for special occasions.
I don't wanna pile too much info into it I just had these ready in my c+p box bc I was meaning to make a post abt all my Denki hcs. These are js my default lmfao! If you'd like to see more I'm prob gonna post it tonight 🩷🩷🩷 thank you so much! Hope it gets those juices flowinggg
omg the portraits headcanon is killing me ily
im just imagining you going through a notebook u find in denkis room and you find a conundrum of beautiful portraits of you and when you ask him about it he gets really embarrassed and you have to convince him that you love them and you think its so sweet🥹
im also thinking that if u have a quirk he draws these really awesome action shots of you using it
Tenya Iida who just barely revs his engine when you grind oh his thigh so his leg vibrates 🤤
okay wow first thought.. transcending the game
no but imagine you've had such a tough day and u come home to tenya on the couch and you walk over to him to straddle him but just because you want a hug and then he revs his engines just a little to see how it feels for u and you moan and grip onto him
so he continuously revs his engines super low and grabs your hips and grinds you on him because he knows youre sooooo tired
and when youre about to cum hes just whispering in your ear about how much he loves you and hes kissing your neck and rubbing up and down your back
and then u go limp in his arms after you finish and he holds you for a while then he carries you to bed and helps you change into pyjamas and cleans you up and then holds you until you fall asleep
He'd have such a hard day at his agency and all he can think about is coming home to you and burying his face in your thighs .
By the time he gets home hes so pent up he just drags you to bed and eats you out soooo good.
His hair will be ruined from your insistent tugging and his lips will be swollen, he'll be moaning and pleading for you to cum like he's the one being eaten out and its just soo urggghhjhhhh
[内容] » hit by an aphrodisiac quirk, you have no other choice than to take help from your pathetic classmate 𝗱𝗲𝗻𝗸𝗶 𝗸𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗿𝗶 . . . 𝗰𝘄: aphrodisiac , mean!reader | 𝗡𝗦𝗙𝗪 ! 𝗠𝗗𝗡𝗜 !
⋮ ⌗ ┆ 𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗸 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲 ! 💌 | FINALLY some long awaited denki content for y'all (this is self-indulgent as fuck)...and HOW are we already at 1.5k followers i'm gonna cry wtf🥺
𝓜𝘼𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙇𝙄𝙎𝙏𖹭
you don’t even remember how you got here.
one second you were losing your mind, heat pooling between your legs, grinding against your mattress and getting nowhere. the next, you're in denki’s dorm room, riding him like your life depends on it.
your hands are braced on his chest, nails digging into his skin hard enough to leave crescents. his head is thrown back against the pillow, mouth open, eyes squeezed shut, a constant stream of whines and moans spilling from his lips.
pathetic. absolutely pathetic.
“f-fuck—y'feel so good—please, please—”
“shut up,” you snap, voice raw and breathless. “just— just stay still.”
he tries. he really does.
his hands grip your hips, fingers trembling, but he doesn’t push or pull. just lets you use him. lets you slam yourself down on his cock over and over, chasing something that’s been just out of reach for hours.
you tried everything before this.
fingers. yours, inside yourself, curling into your cunt as deep as you could, three of them even, but nothing. not even close.
your vibrator, the one you keep hidden in your nightstand, the one that usually has you seeing stars in minutes—dead. nothing.
a dildo, the biggest one you own, lubed up and shoved deep inside you, and you just laid there frustrated, feeling empty and wrong. nothing worked. that aphrodisiac quirk fucked you up good, left you aching and desperate and so fucking horny you thought you might actually die.
so you went to the only person dumb enough and desperate enough to say yes.
denki kaminari. certified simp. hopelessly in love with you since first year. you hate how much he wants you. you hate how easy this was.
but right now, you don’t care.
“you’re so fuckin' pathetic,” you hiss, bouncing harder. “look at you. lettin' me use you like this. you love it, don’t you?”
“yes—yes, i do— i love it, i love—”
“don’t.” you slap his chest. “don’t you dare.”
he whimpers, hips bucking up despite himself, and you feel him twitch deep inside you. close. he’s getting close. your own release is building too, a pressure coiling low in your belly, hot and urgent—
and then he gasps, his hands tightening on your hips, and you feel it. the hot rush of his cum flooding you, filling you up, and you scream.
“you fucking—i told you to hold it—i told you, you worthless—”
but the words die in your throat. the feeling of him coming inside you, the heat of it, the way his cock pulses against your walls—it’s what you needed.
the orgasm crashes over you like a wave, hard and sudden, and you feel yourself let go. a gush of liquid sprays from your cunt, splattering across his stomach, his chest, soaking his skin. you keep coming, body shaking, juices dripping down his abs, mixing with his cum.
you collapse forward, panting, forehead pressed to his sweaty chest. denki is frozen beneath you, staring down at the mess on his stomach with wide, dazed eyes.
“holy shit,” he breathes.
you want to hit him. want to scream at him for not holding back. but you’re so tired, so empty, and the aphrodisiac is finally fading, leaving you weak and shaky.
“…you’re cleaning that up,” you mumble against his skin.
he nods, still in a daze. “yeah. yeah, i’ll—i’ll get towels.”
“and if you tell anyone…”
“i won’t. i promise.”
you stay there, tangled together, sticky and exhausted. and when denki presses a soft kiss to the top of your head, you don’t have the energy to push him away. and part of you doesn't want to either.
you’ll yell at him later...and maybe suck his dick to thank him.
hes sitting on his bed and youre on the floor infront of him on your knees. the sounds bouncing off the walls of your mouth sliding up and down his length is vulgar and disgusting. your hand is nestled between his legs, rolling his balls in your fist.
"oh- oh my.." he says, throwing his head back and resting his hand on the back of your head.
you look up at him through your lashes. he's red, his chest is heaving, and his mouth is agape.
there is spit running down his cock and your own chin. youre blowing him like its your own personal lifes goal.
"jesus- oh my go- mmph.. god you're good at this." he says, running his hand through your hair.
and then when hes close, he gets loud. hes whimpering and moaning and grabbing big fistfuls of your hair.
and when you take him all the way to the base and swallow around him, hes done.
"o- oh.. oh my god.. oh thank you-thankyouthankyouthankyou." he says as he paints your mouth with his cum.
you swallow everything he gives you, and he expects you to pull off, but you keep going.
"wh-" he starts, but you cut him off by pulling your mouth from him and replacing it with your hand.
"you can give me one more, cant you?"
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the only time denki is silent is in the mornings before he wakes up, even then he lets out groans and mumbles as he rolls around the bed. not much wakes him up but you know this will.
your hands are braced on his hips as you settle in between his legs, tracing one finger up his dick and he instantly starts to harden. you keep up the teasing touch, only one finger until he whines, canting his hips up.
even in his sleep he’s whiny and needy.
you peel down his boxers, watching his dick bob out, fully hardening before your eyes. you lean forward, letting the tip of your tongue trace around the metal piercing on his tip, rolling your tongue around it before sucking him into your mouth. you let out a little hum as the metal slides down your tongue as you sink closer to his base.
“mmmngh.” he sleepily moans.
you start a steady rhythm, squeezing his hips softly as you suck him. his hips are jerking up softly, he throws one of his arms of his eyes and the other to the sheets to curl into his fist. you blink up at him, watching the way his chest rises and falls, feeling the tremble in his thighs next to you.
you pull off and press open mouth kisses down the length of him, letting you thumb play with his piercing while you make your way down to his balls. the second you suck one into your mouth his hips jerk up and a moan is torn from his throat.
“ngh fuck!” he rasps. “fuck baby.” his hand is in your hair now pulling you up.
“happy birthday baby.” you kiss and lick at his tip again.
“fuuuck you’re so good to me.” he tosses his head back when you take him back in your mouth. “i’m gonna cum it’s too good.” his stomach flexes.
you hum, bobbing your head faster, blinking up at him. he props up on his elbows, lips parted and letting out the loudest moans. his hips are jerking up into your mouth, making you gag but you’re happy to let him.
“shitshitshit.” the first rope of cum fills your mouth.
you keep sucking with each spurt until he’s shaking and sated before you pull off with a pop. you crawl up his body and press your lips to his, swallowing down all of his sounds. you slide your hand between the both of you, guiding his tip through your folds before you sink down onto him.
“oh fuck.” his eyes flutter shut as you start to ride him.
you start off slow, grinding and rolling your hips against him until he’s pleading up at you and then you really start to ride him. sticky plaps sound throughout the room, his fingers digging into your waist, loosely guiding you up and down. you lean down, staring down at him as he gets more wrecked.
you’re both so worked up, already on the cusp of more pleasure, lips brushing, moans mingling. your clit is grinding against his public ring just right and your gummy walls squeeze around him.
“fuck cum! need to feel it.” his cheeks are flushed, hips snapping up to meet yours.
“open your mouth.” you pant.
“fuck.” he whines. “yes, fuck yes.” he sticks his tongue out and when you spit in his mouth he cums. “mommy.”
you tip over the edge, the both of you clinging and fucking into each other. you come down, brushing his hair back and holding him while he’s still buried deep inside.
“what’d you wanna do today?” you nuzzle into his neck.
hey guys, heres an alex rant that nobody cares about
this stupid neopronoun and microlabel debate in the lgbtq community is DUMB and UNNECESSARY
as someone who is nonbinary and pansexual i feel as if i have the right to speak on this
first of all, transphobes dont hate trans people becuase a teen (because neopronouns are almost exclusively used with minors) goes by it/its on discord. they hate us BECAUSE WE ARE TRANS.
second of all, the idea that microlabels have any affect on homophobia or how gay people are treated is even dumber in my opinion for the same reason but especially because people arent often going around sharing their microlables
third of all, even if you dont relate to something, you can still try to be kind and understanding of the people who do feel that way
and finally, if you are a queer person purposefully tearing down other queer people who are doing nothing that harms anybody, you are feeding into homo/transphobic ideas and you are oart of that problem. putting down people who are trying to survive in the same way you are just because theyre a "different kind of queer" than you is IGNORANT and you are putting up a divide that is tearing our community apart from the inside. the last thing queer people need right now is a lack of support from the people that are supposed to have their backs. we are all fighting the same thing.
also if you use microlables or neopronouns i think ur awesome and pls dont let these idiots make u be any less of who u are. you are valid and its so beautiful that you have found a way to express yourself. i love u, happy pride💗
he could cum 6 (or even more if he tried really hard) times before he gets soft
you'll both cum for the 3rd time and you're ready to conk tf out bcs he fucked u so good and u turn around and look down at his STILL HARD cock
and hes just rubbing your back or the inside of your thighs begging you to let him fuck you one more time and then hes done (but hes actually not, hes ready to go until he literally cant anymore)
and you're both overstimulated and whining and both of you know you arent gonna last very long
but he just cant get enough of u :(
so basically im ovulating and i need tenya to come take care of me k bye
・┈ ✦﹕ pairing : tenya iida x gn!reader (intended to be fem!reader but can be read as either)
・┈ ✦﹕ cw : a little angsty, but nothing crazy, fluff fluff fluff, no use of y/n, mischaracterization probably but idc, not proofread
・┈ ✦﹕ summary : tenya iida is a determined individual, so why can't he focus on anything but you?
・┈ ✦﹕song : honeybee - olivia rodrigo | i hope i never see what your face looks like going |
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You are Tenya Iida's world.
For so long, he believed that love was a distraction. Something he didn't want to find him, and certainly not something he was looking for.
If he wanted his future to turn out in the way he planned it, he couldn't let something so silly take his mind off of what really mattered- routines, studying, perfection.
But then, he met you. He indulged in the true kindness of your soul, and reveled in the gentleness you gave to him, the kind he'd never quite received before. He loved his family- of course he did- but around them he had to be perfect. Anything less and he could feel the disappointment, even if they never said it out loud. The air was thick with it, and he nearly suffocated in it every time.
Even his classmates expected perfection from him. He was class rep, with potential to be a real pro hero. Everyone knew it. He liked the way they looked up to him, but being expected to excel was more stressful than he would ever admit out loud.
But with you, there was nothing expected of him. When in your presence, he wasn't Ingenium. He wasn't class representative. He wasn't the little brother of Tensei Iida. He was himself, and that was all you saw him as. Just Tenya. Soft, kind, funny when you get to know him, Tenya.
He convinced himself it was friendship. He never had deep, meaningful friendships, so he figured what he felt was normal.
That satisfied his busy mind for a while. But then, slowly, over time, it didn't. His feelings deepened, so much that he feared it. He feared the falter in what he considers perfection. He couldn't focus like he used to; his mind would consistently wander to all the beautiful details of your face. His head would replay the sweetness of your laugh; a warm, comfortable kind of laugh that would cause all the muscles in his body to relax.
So Tenya did the only thing he thought would put him back on track. He iced you out. He avoided you at every possible moment, thinking it would wipe all distractions of you from his brain.
However, it didn't work. He thought of you more than he did before. He missed you more than he thought he could miss anything. But his future was important to him, and this is what he had to do to maintain that.
That was, until one night, far past curfew, and even farther past his usual bedtime, his staring at the ceiling was interrupted by a knock on the door. He quickly springs out of bed and opens it, only to find you.
"Hi, Tenya..." you whisper. His eyebrows furrow, and his hand flies up in a chopping motion.
"Do you have any idea what time it is? If you were to be seen here-" he yell-whispers. But he quickly cuts himself off when he gets a better view of you, your cheeks streaked with tears and your eyes glassed over.
"Oh." he says to himself quietly.
He gestures you into his dorm, completely disregarding all the strict 'rule following tendencies' he's developed as class rep.
You are more important to him than any rule.
You shuffle in awkwardly. He shuts the door near silently, then turns to look at you.
You stare at each other in a silent moment, before you break it quietly.
"Have you been avoiding me?" you say, avoiding eye contact.
He continues to stare at you silently, but his face softens. He thought you didn't care. For some reason, he did not believe that this would hurt you.
You sigh at his lack of response. "Why, Tenya? Did I do something wrong?"
He lets out a breath and responds with haste. "No... No, of course not." he says, in the softest tone you've ever heard from him. Tenya is usually loud and unfiltered. But standing here with you, his vulnerability is beginning to peak through.
You shake your hand in misunderstanding, "Then why, Tenya? I don't understand any of this."
He doesn't either. He doesn't understand why he feels this way about you. But he knows what it is. He didn't at first, simply because he's never felt it before.
Tenya Iida has felt love. He loves his family. He loves his friends. But not like how he loves you. This is a different love, one that has overtaken him.
But he can't bring himself to say anything out loud. Avoiding you, not speaking to you, hurting you; that was easier. Because there was a chance that once this feeling passed, he could come back to you. Losing you was the worst possible outcome for him, and he knew that if her were to tell you what was going on in his head, he would have to endure that outcome.
So, he just continues to stare at you, silently.
You sigh with a shake of your head. "Okay." you say, walking past Tenya toward the door.
His eyes widen. His plan is his head was proven to be wrong; he was going to lose you either way. He quickly turns around and gently grabs your wrist.
He knew he had to do something- say something- but he wasn't sure how to start. So, all that came out was "Wait."
You turn around and looked at him once again. A shaky breath leaves your mouth.
He shakes his head gently. "I have been avoiding you."
You simply raise your eyebrows at him; a silent 'yeah, I got that part'.
"I have been avoiding you because I cannot stop thinking about you."
He pauses, and his head falls toward the ground. The fear has seeped in again, because he is fully expecting you to turn around and continue your exit. When he realizes you are still standing in front of him, he continues.
"The way I feel about you is deeply confusing. I am unfocused, because I can't stop picturing your face."
Your face softens at the confession. Tenya Iida is not the type of man to admit to lack of knowledge.
"Avoiding you felt easier. However, that was awful of me and I sincerely apologize."
You swallow, much louder than you intended.
"You deserve nothing less than pure honesty. And I intend to give you what you deserve in this friendship, so I would like to tell you that I believe I am in love with you."
He finally meets your eyes again, watching your face to try to gauge your reaction before you had the chance to say anything.
"Tenya..." you whisper, your mouth pulling into a straight line.
"If you would like to leave, I understand. I don't expect you to want to speak to me again." he says, frowning.
His words pierce through you. He isn't often vulnerable like this, so when he opens up, you know that he truly believes what he says is true.
Little to his knowledge, you didn't want to leave. So, you decided to silence his thoughts, cupping his face in your hands gently and pulling him into you.
When your lips meet, Tenya swears he begins to float.
He stares at you like you've hung the moon when you pull away from him.
"You could've just told me." you say, smiling up at him.
"From now on, I will tell you everything."
And Tenya Iida went to sleep that night with the realization that maybe a little less focus isn't all that bad.
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it's about to be ficmas for u guys, say thank you to my new computer
sorry for the kinda rushed ending this is kind of a throwaway
also im trying to make a full taglist so if u want to be added to my taglist fill out the google form in my pinned post
also my inbox is open so talk to me and give me fic ideas
im not really looking for requests, im more looking for ideas that either spark inspiration or conversation!!
i wont always write a fic based off my inbox, but ill almost always reply and at least have a little conversation :)
i dont really like getting requests, it makes this hobby feel less like a hobby and more like a job
but pls send in headcanons or little ideas and maybe itll give me some inspo and ill write a fic about it!! also rn im open to any ideas, smutt, fluff, angst, whatever, i just wanna write
also sorry for using ur inbox message to dump my thoughts, it felt appropriate, luv u anon
guys i got a new computer ur about to get so much content from me just wait
(send some ideas to my inbox pls theres nothing but flies in my brain rn but this new computer is influencing me it can be about anyone but im really fixed on eddie munson, tenya iida, and denki kaminari rn)
