#traitor!kaminari

[avocadodraws]

I don’t really think Kaminari is the traitor but I really like the idea of it. Maybe because I just spent like an hour reading traitor Kaminari fanfic but Idk. 

[piya-re]

I want denki to be the traitor so badlyyyyy lord give me traitor!kaminari w some real angst

[nyxdelanuit]

My Blood (Traitor!DenkixReader Songfic)

I promise I am working on chapter 2 of PLMTY and all the asks, but this sunk into my head while I was listening to music, and I am a slave to my muse. I hope you all enjoy! 

This is a songfic for My Blood- twenty one pilots

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So many things had changed. You had grown up with Denki. The two of you had been thick as thieves since your quirks appeared. It was like destiny that you and Denki were placed in the same class. He had been having trouble controlling his quirk the first few weeks, stray sparks zapping from him to the closest ground- usually another kid. You had been upset at your lack of a quirk and stayed as far from him as you could. It was the kind of open spite that only children could get away with him. Then a flash of lightning had struck you, arching from Denki’s open hand. Teachers and their aides had rushed to your side, but you were unharmed. In fact, you felt more alive than you had in your previous five years of existence. Your quirk had finally revealed itself, storing Denki’s excess energy easily. The next few weeks found the two of you hand-in-hand. You greedily ate up all the electricity Denki gave off, feeling a little more energized each time. It was only after a few weeks that you noticed yourself feeling off. Turns out you couldn’t just store energy infinitely, it still needed a release. That was a lesson you and Denki had learned-painfully.

You were closer to Denki than any family. What the two of you had ran deeper than siblings, friends, even lovers. There was nothing you didn’t understand about him, except why he had been acting so strangely the last couple of months. The two of you had agreed not to pursue UA, you weren’t even sure if you wanted to be a hero. But Denki had suddenly changed his mind, and wherever one of you went, the other followed. He had acted as if he hadn’t even met you before, but he was the same Denki you knew when he snuck into your room at night. Even now, you watch him flirt shamelessly and short himself out- something you knew he hadn’t done since you were children. You trusted him implicitly, there must have been a reason why he was doing all of this.

At least one thing hadn’t changed. His door was never closed to you. The two of you often snuck into each other's dorms, sharing in the quiet that only people who have spent their lives together could achieve. You weren’t planning on staying tonight, your day clothes still on. It had become second-nature to slip past every person in the halls. It wasn’t until you were reaching for the handle of his door that you noticed something was wrong. There was no one in the halls and Denki’s door was open.

You quickly slipped in, shutting the door behind you. Denki quickly spun to face you, sprawled over a large bag on the floor. The panic in his eyes was something you weren’t used to seeing. After noticing it was only you, he quickly turned back to his bag, shoving whatever he could get his hands on into the straining material.

“Denki, what are you doing?” You barely spoke, afraid of startling him or setting off whatever had Denki in such a panic.

“I-I need to go, they found me out. I’m s-sorry, I should have told you. Out of all people, I should have told you.” He didn’t turn to meet your eye, but you could see the shaking of his shoulders. You knelt next to him, trying to meet his eye. Instead of answers, he simply held you a cheap phone. You quickly looked through the messages on the screen. Correspondences between your closest friend and the League. There had been whispers of a traitor, but you had never given them a second thought. All the changes in Denki suddenly made sense, applying for the hero course, pretending not to know you, pretending to be weaker than you knew he was. “They know, I need to go.” He zipped up his bag, static flickering between his fingers and the metal of the zipper.

With hardly a glance in his eyes, you knew. You took his free hand in yours, the familiar tingle of his electricity coursing through your veins.

When everyone you thought you knew Deserts your fight, I'll go with you You're facin' down a dark hall I'll grab my light and go with you

The two of you had climbed off of the balcony, not trusting the front doors. The deep dark of the moonless night hid you as you ran hand-in-hand through the thick underbrush surrounding the back of the UA campus. The branches scratched at your exposed legs, but you didn’t slow down. Denki was feeding you energy the whole time, preparing for an inevitable face-off. You allowed yourself to feel hopeful at the sight of the wall. Denki separated from you, tossing his bag over the high wall. The hero courses were good for preparing you for things like this, at least. The two of you dusted your hands with the dry dirt, hoping to get a better grip on the virtually sheer wall. You would miss Sero in moments like these. There wasn’t even a moment to get up the wall before you heard them surrounding you.

Surrounded and up against a wall I'll shred 'em all and go with you When choices end, you must defend I'll grab my bat and go with you

With Denki’s hand in yours, it was easy for the both of you to let go. All of his stored electricity raced out from you as he directed his towards the encroaching heroes. It wasn’t enough to keep them down, but it gave the two of you time to scramble over the walls. The shock of your legs hitting pavement wasn’t enough to deter you as you heard the howling of Hound Dog behind you. Denki laced his fingers with yours, pulling you ever forward. You don’t know how long the two of you had run, slipping into alleyways and wishing you could just jump on a train. The dawn light was starting to light the city on fire, showing the disrepair of the buildings around you. You felt the telltale jitters of your overload creeping up your neck, but you couldn’t bring yourself to let go of Denki.

Stay with me, no, you don't need to run Stay with me, my blood, you don't need to run Stay with me, no, you don't need to run Stay with me, my blood, you don't need to run

The two of you tumbled through a door in a decaying old house. After the two of you caught your breath, Denki explained it was a safe house. The house fell into an awkward silence, something that was rare between you two.

“They were after you. Just before our middle school exams, I saw them following you home. I tried to fight them off…” You saw the tears collected in his eyes, only highlighted by the red sun rising. “They were looking for stockpile quirks. I couldn’t let them take you.” You could only nod, you would have done the same for him. His burner phone chirped in his hand, and he quickly opened the text. With a sharp curse, Denki vaulted the phone into the wall, shattering the screen.

“What’s wrong?”

“We’re not valuable enough to save.” That’s when you heard the howl outside. Shivers rand up your spine. Denki’s hand felt warm and heavy in your grip. The voices of your class- former classmates- could be heard bickering outside. You wrapped Denki in your arms, letting his power flow through you. With a gentle peck on his cheek, you released him.

If there comes a day People posted up at the end of your driveway They're callin' for your head and they're callin' for your name I'll bomb down on 'em, I'm comin' through Do they know I was grown with you? If they're here to smoke, know I'll go with you Just keep it outside, keep it outside, yeah

You emerged from the shack alone. The faces of all the people you had grown close to over the past year stared back at you, a cornucopia of emotions. Bakugou looked angered and betrayed, Midoriya pleading. Most looked confused. You and Denki had hidden your relationship this whole time, they were unsure of why you were here. They wouldn’t be for much longer. The electricity stored in your veins ached, and you didn’t stop its release.

If you find yourself in a lion's den I'll jump right in and pull my pin And go with you

It didn’t take all of them out, you knew it wouldn’t. You were ready for Bakugou’s attack, absorbing it and sending it right back. The two of you had been regular sparring partners after all. The fatigue of using your quirk so close to capacity was wearing on you, but you needed to give Denki more time to flee. Luckily for you, only Bakugou and Midoriya had been expecting your attack. The remainder were unmoving but alive. Even now, you couldn’t cross that line. You ducked under a kick from Midoriya, knowing that even at your peak you could hardly handle an ounce of his energy. You embraced the empowered jab from Bakugou, absorbing his explosion but not the rib-shattering force of his blow. You were down to a knee now, hopefully, long enough for Denki to run.

Electricity sparked around you as you tried to force air into your lungs. Even after all this time, Denki could still surprise you. With the surprise hit on Bakugou and Midoriya, he had enough time to yank you off the ground. Your shoulder felt uncomfortable and stiff afterward, but you still ran. He gave you a nervous grin, pulling you around a corner. An inconspicuous black car sat at the end of the alley, idling. He wasted no time pulling you through the car door. The wheels squealed as the car left the alley. Dabi sat in the passenger’s seat, indifference radiating through his face.

I'll go with you, I'll go with you I'll go with you, I'll go with you (you don't need to run) I'll go with you, I'll go with you (you don't need to run) My blood, I'll go with you, yeah

Stay with me, no, you don't need to run Stay with me, my blood, you don't need to run Stay with me, no, you don't need to run Stay with me, my blood, you don't need to run

You don't need to run, you don't need to run You don't need to run, you don't need to run

Stay with me, no, you don't need to run Stay with me, my blood

[notjustdrwhoboards]

BNHA moodboard: Kaminari Denki - Traitor (requested by: @urushiya)

[pumpkinpietimb]

Scarred Denki anyone?

This is just me desperately trying to draw something cool. (It was supposed to be lightning-like scars but it just looks cracked T-T)

Well anyway... This is my fic's version of Denki!

[sourbkg]

Could you maybe write something about the s/o walking into their dorm and they find kaminari going through their stuff and how they both react to it? Thank you! ♡♡

whatcha doin?

kaminari denki x reader

——>:)——

After a long day of training, the only thing you want to do is shower and lay down in your comfy bed. Already done with getting the dirt and grime off of your person, the next step is to put your aching muscles to rest and collapse on your bed.

Imagine your surprise when you find a certain blond scouring through your things. His body currently halfway under your bed as he searched for god knows what.

“Uh... Denki?” You called out, nudging his foot slightly while toweling your hair dry.

He let out a yelp, going to shoot up from his spot on the floor, only to forget he was under the bed. This resulting in him to knock his head against your bed frame. A groan followed, then his body sliding out his previous place to come to a stand, rubbing the top of his head.

“What’re you uh... doin’?” You asked, putting your dirty clothes where they needed to go along with your towel, eyeing your boyfriend up and down. He still had dirt caked on part of his face, along with his uniform still on his being, leading you to the conclusion that he probably came straight into your room just after you left for a shower.

“I uh...” he averted his gaze, hand coming to scratch behind his neck, “... uh...”

“I’m waiting.” You let out a small laugh, seeing his face flush slightly at being caught red handed snooping in your room.

“Uh... Would you believe Mineta dared me to steal some of your clothes...?”

You scrunched your nose at the thought, shaking your head, “Like you’d want Mineta near them.”

He let out a small huff in agreement, cheeks growing redder, “Okay, fine... I left something here last time we hung out and I was trying to find it...”

“What is it?” You asked, moving to assist him in his search, “I can help you—“

“No!” He grabbed your upper arm, pulling you back and away from the area he had been searching in.

You gave him a look of surprise. Denki had never been one to yell, especially not with such desperation laced in his tone.

“I don’t see what the problem is,” you shook his arm off, brushing past him to the spot he had been previously searching in, “it’s my room, anyways. That you technically broke into.” You couldn’t help the venom laced in your tone, wincing slightly as you got on your knees to look under the bed yourself.

“Sorry,” you mumbled after a moments thought, briefly glancing behind you to shoot him a small smile before turning your attention back under the bed, “I’ve just been tired and the school work... has..”

You paused, pulling something that wasn’t yours out from under the bed, it previously being pressed between the frame and wall.

“Denki, what’s this?” You brought the small contraption out into the light, seeing it looked almost like a pager, the words ‘Mission Available’ flashing on the screen.

He moved to snatch it out of your grasp and in the middle of the fight for it, you somehow hit the play button.

‘Your mission, Kaminari Denki, is to continue eluding the heroics class as you have been. Remember to report back to the League every couple of days. Do not forget this.’

You stilled just as Denki grabbed the device from you, frozen on the floor. He quickly shoved it into his pocket, hands soon coming in front of him in mock surrender, reaching out to you. You slapped them away, scrambling to stand and get as much distance as you could from the blond.

“What the fuck, Denki?!” Was the first thing you could think of, anger taking place of confusion.

“Calm down, calm down, it’s not what you think!” He waved his hands, glancing behind him briefly.

“‘Not what I think’?!” You repeated, “that was the League of fucking Villains— and you’ve been— mph.”

He was quick, pressing you against the wall and covering your mouth, glancing back behind him to ensure the door was closed. “Stop yelling! If the others found out—ouch!”

You’d bit his hand, shoving against his chest and making a run for the door. He recovered too quickly, tackling you to the ground with his back pressed to your own, his hand coming back over your mouth before you could yell again.

“Just let me explain, please—“

You thrashed underneath him. He heaved a small sigh, whispering a small, “I’m sorry” under his breath before using his quirk with enough power to render your body unconscious.

—the end is sorta rushed and i know u didn’t ask for traitor!denki but i rlly couldn’t help myself—

[100-wat-of-kaminari]

Would you know how painful it is to wake up every morning and to know that Kaminari is still not a traitor.

[eggs-are-pretty-cool]

I’m not a fan of the traitor!kaminari theory bc it physically hurts me but he fuckin did the liberation army thing like pls no Kami you’re so stupid