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hinatastinygiant · 2 months

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1 | Thoughts from the Hardening Hero

Pairing: Various MHA x Fem!Reader

Dear Departure

"Seriously, I can't believe this is our last night before graduation," Kirishima sighs as he walks with his hands crossed casually behind his head, one of his best friends beside him.

"I can," Sero scoffs. "We've all been waiting for this, but it feels like we just got back from winter break! I'm gonna miss UA, though," he adds a little more seriously, turning his attention to the dorm building where the two can already hear loud music booming from.

It's a bittersweet feeling, knowing that the school year is almost over. Tomorrow the graduating class of 3-A will officially be leaving the high school, and going their separate ways.

"Are you, uh, going to tell her how you feel?" Sero then asks softly, noticing how Kirishima almost instantly stiffens up at the question.

"I mean, I...I want to, yeah. I don't know, it might ruin our friendship, y'know?"

Sero gives a soft snort. "If anything, I think Y/N will be the one more upset. You know how she feels about you, and yet, you haven't said anything. Don't you think that's kinda rude?"

"Well, I, no! Of course not, I just—I'm just scared, y'know? God, this is more complicated than I could have ever imagined," Kirishima mutters as they approach the building, the music growing louder.

"Maybe this party will help clear your mind, eh?" Sero gives him a nudge in the ribs, a playful grin on his face. "Just make sure you talk to Mina. And maybe Y/N."

"Y/N, too?"

"Why not?"

Kirishima doesn't answer, not quite sure what to say. The two head inside, the bass thumping so loudly that Kirishima can feel it in his chest.

Actually, that's not true. He knows exactly what to say, he just doesn't know how to phrase it. He knows how hard Y/N's breakup was for her. He had heard all about it from both Mina and Bakugou. But if he did blurt everything out to Sero, he'd probably mention Y/N's new feelings for Todoroki which for sure would ruin Sero's night. He has, after all, tried to win her over since day one at U.A..

It's too complicated, he ends up telling himself as he allows Sero to lead him over to the kitchen where Momo has laid out only the finest of liquor for the occasion.

"You look like you could use a drink," Kaminari says with a smirk, sliding a shot of vodka across the counter towards him. "You've got this weird look on your face. Wait, you're not already drunk, are you?"

"He's not," Sero assures him, patting him on the shoulder as he passes right by. "We just came back from talking with Mr. Aizawa."

"Aizawa?" Kaminari repeats. "About what?"

"None of your business," Kirishima says with a laugh, downing his drink quickly and shuddering. "Ugh. I need to work my way up to this stuff, man. How much have you had?"

"Wait, why is it none of my business? Are you planning a surprise for me because you didn't think I'd actually graduate?" Kaminari grins a bit too widely.

"Geez, you seriously do too much," Sero shakes his head, laughing as he takes the bottle of vodka from him. "So, how are things going with you and Jirou?"

"Hey, give that back!" Kaminari calls, ignoring the question.

"Look, we only went to Mr. Aizawa to talk to him about our futures, okay? Not everything is a conspiracy against you," Kirishima laughs. "I can't wait to see where we end up. It's kind of scary, though."

"Oh, I know! I heard some of us already have jobs lined up but, shit, I've got nothing right now," Kaminari grumbles as he finally grabs the bottle back.

"Then maybe you do really need to be drunk tonight," Sero laughs.

"Oh fuck off, Sero."

Kirishima shakes his head. "I can't believe this is actually happening," he muses, mostly to himself, as he looks around the room.

"You'll be fine," Kaminari assures him, leaning on the counter and staring into the cup in his hand. "Fat Gum and Suneater love you. He's probably just waiting for the right moment to propose."

"You're such an idiot," Kirishima rolls his eyes, holding out the small shot glass and waiting for Kaminari to pour him another round. Meanwhile, Sero grabs his own and joins in.

"I'll be right back," Kaminari grins as he places the bottle back down. "I've got to use the bathroom."

"Hey, if you see Bakugou, let him know I'll be here, okay?" Kirishima calls after him.

Kaminari flashes him a thumbs-up as he disappears.

Sero leans against the counter, his lips twisted into a smirk as he glances towards the stairs. "So, you're going to talk to him first, huh?"

"You know, Kaminari may be an idiot but you're an even bigger one," Kirishima chuckles, shaking his head. "But, yeah, I'd like to talk to him before anything else. Besides, I wouldn't want him getting the wrong idea about anything."

"Mmm, smart," Sero grins as he spots someone across the room that catches his eye. Kirishima turns around to confirm his hunch about who it is, but it's too late. "I'll catch you later, bro."

"Yeah, have fun," Kirishima chuckles as his friend leaves him to walk over and disappears into the crowd.

The redhead sighs softly as he watches him go. He wonders if Sero is going to find the guts to talk to Y/N tonight. He hopes he does.

"Ah, Kirishima," a voice suddenly calls.

Kirishima glances up just in time to see Aoyama walking over gleefully. "Bonjour! You look dazzling tonight."

"Really?" Kirishima chuckles. "Cause that's honestly not how I'm feeling."

"Oh, but mon cher, you are always shining bright! It is what we admire about you," Aoyama insists with a grin.

"Thanks, but I think you're giving me a bit too much credit," Kirishima smiles sheepishly. Suddenly, he doesn't feel all that well. He's only taken two shots so it most likely isn't the alcohol, but his stomach is telling him otherwise.

"Hey, uh," Kirishima mutters as he slaps his hand over his mouth. "Think you could clear a path to the bathroom?"

Aoyama nods, looking a bit concerned. "But of course!"

And as he pushes his way through the crowd, Kirishima can't help but feel relieved. His stomach churns as he makes his way to the stairs, feeling dizzy as he practically runs down the hallway.

As soon as he opens the door and sees the toilet, he falls to his knees, gripping the sides of the bowl. His body shivers as thoughts begin to overwhelm him. Why is everything so messy? Kirishima of all people shouldn't be the one struggling to decide what he wants.

His whole life, he's made it a goal to stay true to his convictions. So why can't he bring himself to confess? He knows who he has strong feelings for. He's had these feelings for years, and they never faded away.

Maybe that's why he's so hesitant. He doesn't want to hurt the others involved.

Bakugou.

Mina.

Y/N.

Sero.

By making one of them potentially happy, he'll have to crush the others' feelings.

But, he figures, he can't just keep it a secret forever. He's already waited until the literal last night.

Kirishima stands back up, taking a deep breath before walking back to the sink to wash his hands. This is a stupid game he's been playing, and he knows it. He's the only one left to blame.

Dear Departure

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noonehaha · 2 years

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Kamijirou 💖

#bnha #mha #mha fanart #denki kaminari #kyoka jirou #jirou fanart #fanart kaminari #kamijirou #kamijirou fanart #cute #denki x kyoka #jirou x kaminari #bnha jirou #bnha kaminari #kaminari x jirou #mha kaminari #mha jirou #mha kamijirou #jiroukami

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le-ootaku · 4 months

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KamiJirou Week - Day 2

This event was organized by @kmjrweek2022-23

Prompt/Title: Pets

Jirou was in the midst of connecting her headphones to her phone when she heard a knock on her dorm door. She opened it so see a squirrel in Kaminari’s hands.

“Ew!” She jumped backwards, “get that thing away from me!”

“It’s hurt,” he cradled the creature in his hands.

“That thing probably has rabies!”

Kaminari persited anyway, “can we keep him?”

“No!”

He pouted like a child, “but it’s so cute…”

Jirou sighed, “fine, you can keep it till it gets better.”

“Yay!! Youre gonna be the best pet ever!”

Jirou heard the remnants of “I’m going to name you Jeffrey,” and “I’m gonna take real good care of you!” as Kaminari walked away.

She closed the door once he was out of view, and regretted what she did when she heard Bakugou’s yelling and explosions not shortly after.

Poor Jeffrey…

#bnha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #mha #kyoka jiro #jirou kyoka #denki x jirou #kaminari denki #denki kaminari #KamiJirou #jirou x kaminari #kamijirou week 2023 #one shot

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mik3stuff · 5 months

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me: ok, let me get it right...

my sibling: go ahed

me: your favorite ship is Denki x Jirou, right?

my sibling: yeah?

me: and you said 'smash' for both?

my sibling (who has a f gf): love triangle

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marianamakesart · 2 years

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This is my second piece for @kmjr-mini-bang Kamijirou Mini Bang where I pitched in for @NinjaBunnieCos's work on Twitter! 💛💜

Here’s the link to her work: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41185626?view_adult=true

#kamijirou #kaminari x jirou #jirou x kaminari #denki x jirou #jirou #kaminari #jiro x kaminari

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vannahfanfics · 2 years

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A Rockin’ Proposal

Word Count: 1540

Fluff, Romance, Established Relationship, Marriage Proposals

Summary: Denki Kaminari is a dork. He really doesn't know much about love, even after years of dating Kyoka. But he does know that he wants to spend the rest of his life with her.

And here is my other story for the @kmjr-mini-bang! I had the lovely privilege of working with @danyartime once again, so be sure to check out her art!

“Oh my gosh! Would you look at this guitar, Denki?” Kyoka gushed as she stood in front of the exhibit, her earjacks writhing every which way from her to struggle to resist pressing her face up against the glass. Her dark eyes gleamed as she admired the sleek body patterned in a sunburst, yellow-gold in the middle fading out into a ruby-red. Her eyes dropped down to the fretboard, and though Denki didn’t think it possible, her eyes began to sparkle even more.

He couldn’t wait to see how much they would shine when he got down on one knee and presented her with the diamond ring in his pocket.

Denki smiled sweetly when Kyoka finally tore herself away from the guitar so she could bounce back over to him. She spun in a circle, drinking in the magnificence of the exhibit around her, before once again beaming brightly at him.

“This place is more wonderful than I remember!” she gushed. “I can’t wait to tell my parents how much it’s changed—and what’s still here. Thank you so much for bringing me here, Denki,” she said with a flutter of her lashes, then leaned in to kiss his cheek quickly. His skin immediately warmed under the brush of her glossed lips. They’d been dating for years now, and he was even planning to propose, but even now every move she made was magic to him.

I’m so in love, he thought dreamily. That’s why he chose the perfect venue for his proposal—the Japanese rock and roll museum. Kyoka had been there as a child, and he’d heard her gush about how much she enjoyed it time and time again. He’d purposefully waited to take her to her favorite exhibit despite her many pleads to bypass other things and go there, saving it for the end. He wanted the moment to be as special as it could absolutely be. It was no less than what the love of his life deserved, after all.

Kyoka had already fluttered away from him again to admire a drumset displayed behind a barrier of red velvet ropes. Their museum tour was almost at its end, and it was almost time. But he took a few precious moments to drink in everything about her—the way her purple-black hair shone under the lights, the subtle movements of her body, the simple everything that she was. Yes, he thought, this was the person he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. And that’s why he had fallen down on one knee before she’d even turned around because everything about him was ready.

“O-oh my—Denki!” Kyoka gasped when she turned around to see him kneeling with a black ring box in his hand. Her hands flew to her mouth and her earjacks began to twist and writhe around her shoulders. Her startled cry attracted the attention of nearby museum-goers, and as soon as they realized what was happening, they began to grin and exchange excited whispers.

“Kyoka Jiro,” Denki started. He’d practiced this speech a thousand times in the mirror to get it right, and so the words flowed off his tongue without him even thinking about it. Because in reality, he didn’t have to think hard about the way he felt about Kyoka at all. “I never thought hard about things like love and romance… and then I met you. Suddenly, there was this girl, this beautiful, sophisticated, amazing girl, right in front of me, and I didn’t know what to do with myself. I wanted you, but I was also so scared because I thought I could never be good enough. I mean, look at me. I’m a dork.”

Kyoka snorted in laughter despite the tears streaming down her face. With a shy smile, Denki held out his free hand to her, and Kyoka obediently walked forward to lay her palm against his. “But you taught me that none of that matters. I don’t have to think hard. You taught me that the only thing that matters is the way I feel about you and the way you feel about me.”

He let go of her hand so he could pop the ring box open. Kyoka’s eyes widened at the sight of the gleaming silver band topped with a glittering rectangular-cut alexandrite. She’d never liked diamonds, Denki remembered her telling him during one of their many three a.m. conversations, a tangent about their dreams about proposals and weddings. She wanted something unique, something made special for the bond they shared. “A ring for us and us alone.”

“Well, here’s how I feel about you. I love you. I love you so much that I don’t know what to do with myself when I look at you because honestly, I’m still a dork who doesn’t know much about the nuances of love.” He took her left hand, his fingers gently stroking along her ring finger. Kyoka let out a little sob, and he smiled sweetly. “But I do know that I’ll be your dork forever, and I’ll spend every day of my life making sure that you know that I love you more than life itself… if you’ll let me.”

“Of course I will, you dork!” Kyoka gasped. However, before Denki could slide the ring on her finger, she suddenly wrenched her hand back. While he gawked at her in utter bewilderment, she frantically rifled through her purse. “Wait, just—just a minute! I—I have—Aha!”

She yanked her hand out, and in it, she clutched a ring box.

“Are you serious?” Denki laughed as she knelt down on her knees in front of him. Kyoka giggled, then opened the ring box to reveal a black titanium band.

“Denki Kaminari,” she said. She was trying to be serious, but a smile was tugging at her lips and making it impossible for her to keep the amusement from bleeding into her tone. “I never thought too much about romance either, until I met you—this handsome, funny, totally radical guy, right in front of me, and I didn’t know what to do with myself. I wanted you, but I was scared that I would never be able to tell you how I feel because I couldn’t find the words.”

Her smile widened as more tears began to stream down her cheeks. She reached out to take Denki’s hand, stroking the top of it with her thumb. “But you taught me that it wasn’t about the words. You taught me that the only thing that matters is how I feel about you and how you feel about me. And here’s how I feel, Denki—I want us to be two dorks in love forever, so much so that I went out and bought this ring with the intention of proposing to you today because I’m so stupidly in love with you.”

“I guess great minds think alike, huh?” Denki chuckled. “Or two dork minds think alike…”

“Either way, you’re stuck with me now,” Kyoka chuckled. Denki hummed, then reached up to gently tuck a swathe of her raven hair behind her ear.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” he murmured, and oh, did he mean it.

The room applauded as Denki and Kyoka both slipped their rings on one another at the same time. They then both sat up on their knees and embraced; Denki hugged her tight, burying his face into her hair and inhaling deep her scent of lavender and sandalwood. But there was everything beyond that, too, her everything that clouded Denki’s mind and made him melt into her. He never could find the words to describe this feeling to her, this overwhelming wave of her that Denki so often found himself getting lost in. But that was all right. He didn’t need the words.

But some words were still good.

“I love you,” he murmured into her hair. “I—love—you,” he said again, punctuating each word with a strong kiss on her scalp. “I love you so much. God, you make me so happy.”

“I’m happy, too,” Kyoka said and squeezed him tighter. She then pulled herself away from him, and Denki momentarily lamented the loss of her touch. But only momentarily. Because then she was back in his space again, brushing her fingertips over the line of his jaw and looking at him with those gorgeous spinel eyes that never failed to send that floaty feeling of bliss rushing to every corner of his body. As her fingers roamed his face, feeling the lines and ridges she’d long since memorized, her eyes caught sight of the ring snug around her finger—and she smiled tearily.

“I love you, Denki. More than you could ever know.”

“Heh. Dork minds really do think alike. You’re stealing the words right out of my mouth,” he teased. Kyoka sniffed, her expression twisting into one of faux offense. That’s when Denki decided now would be a fine time to kiss her, and so he did. And Kyoka kissed him back with just as much vigor.

They didn’t need words. They just needed how they felt, because in that kiss, they told each other everything they could have ever needed to know.

#kamijiro #kamijirou #kaminari x jiro #kaminari x jirou #jiro x kaminari #jirou x kaminari #denki kaminari #kaminari denki #jirou kyoka #jiro kyoka #kyoka jiro #kyoka jirou #my hero academia #mha #boku no hero academia #bnha

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ochazuku · 2 years

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You're fried (*fired)

Denki’s brain is already fried after a long day.

All he wants is some fried chicken, and not to become twice-fried by the guy working at the fast food restaurant.

(click here to read on ao3)

The guy in front of Kyouka isn’t responding.

To be slightly more precise, he’s lagging.

”Oi, can you move it!” screams the staff member handling the queue - the one with the explosive hair and the explosive voice. “The snake behind you is growing.”

Kyouka looks behind her. He’s right - the queue is getting longer by the second, impatient feet tapping, impatient stomachs growling.

”Do you need help?” Kyouka tries. “I can help you if you’re not familiar with the ordering machine.”

The guy doesn’t seem to hear her. Seems like his processor really has crashed.

He stays like this for the next two minutes, unmoving, silly expression on face and silly finger in air. Kyouka really wants to laugh, but the tension in the air is growing and -

“FUCK OFF ALREADY!!!” Explosive Store Worker loses it, exploding at Lagging Brain-Fried Guy.

Commotion erupts as the poor silly guy falls onto the cold hard ground; as he does, he seems to regain his senses somewhat, wincing in pain. Another staff member - the white-haired one that was multitasking really hard (handling both the fire for frying chicken and the ice for soft drinks at the same time), comes to control his co-worker.

Poor Silly Guy runs away from the scene, looking traumatised. Kyouka hurries up with her order at the self-serving kiosk and quickly gets out of the restaurant, too.

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It takes Kyouka five minutes to find him, sitting sadly on a bench at the park beside the mall.

”Are you alright?” Kyouka tries to speak in her most compassionate voice as she plops herself down on the empty seating space beside him. There’s a bit of extra space in between them, so there she places the box of chicken and fries, plus two paper cups filled with Cool-Aid and ice, fitting the space perfectly.

Poor Guy (now no longer silly) stares at her, looking confused and a little sad. “Huh?” is all he says, eloquently.

”I was the person right behind you in the queue. That worker guy shouldn’t have done that to you, no matter how slow you were.” Kyouka picks up a French fry, handing it to him. “No worries, he's been fired already.”

A slight pause, a series of three confused blinks, a chewing of French fry later, another “Huh?” is all that comes out of his mouth.

“Yeah, in fact he was fired twice. First by his co-worker, the cool multitasking fire dude, who had to restrain him with actual fire. Then by his manager, who fired him from the job.” Kyouka hands him the box. “Here. You can have the whole box.”

”Oh,” Poor Guy responds quietly as he chews on some fries, seeming to get it by now. “Thank you.” A slight pause. “Wait, why am I eating your food?! And who are you?!”

(Because first I felt extremely bad for you and wanted to lend you a listening ear, and then I realised how extremely cute you are when you are being silly, and now I realise how extremely cute you are even when you’re not being silly, is what Kyouka wants to say, but -)

”Because I thought maybe you’d like to enjoy some fried chicken and fries, after a long and tiring day like this.” Kyouka smiles. “And I am your new friend, your new fried chicken buddy.”

#jirou x kaminari #jirou x denki #denki x jirou #kaminari x jirou #kamijirou #jirokami #jiroukami #BNHA #MHA #boku no hero academia #boku no hero fanfic #my hero academia #my hero academia fanfic #my hero academia fanfiction #boku no hero academia fanfic #boku no hero academia fanfiction

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the-writing-trash-panda · 2 years

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Future KamiJirou in my story(that currently only exists in my imagination)

Denki is rank #15 in the hero charts

Kyoka is ranked #21 due to mostly being rescue

They got married five (5) years after graduation

They have two (2) kids, a 15 year old son and a 5 year old daughter

They live closer to Kyoka’s parents since Denki has a rocky relationship with his

If you want any more information just ask me in my ask box.

If I’m feeling motivated I’ll draw them and their kids.

#bnha #mha #kamijirou #bnha kamijirou #next generation #oc #bnha future #denki kaminari #kyoka jirou #jirou x kaminari #kaminari x jirou

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notbutton · 1 year

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Oooop

#bnha #mha #mha headcanons #boku no hero academia #mina ashido #katsuki bakugo #my hero acedamia #bakumina #midoriya izuku #Deku #momo yaoyorozu #mha jirou #denki kaminari #momojirou #jirou x kaminari

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hinatastinygiant · 1 month

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10 | Thoughts from the Tape Hero

Pairing: Various MHA x Fem!Reader

Dear Departure

"I wish things were different," Y/N mumbles, taking a deep breath.

"What things?" a voice interrupts.

Y/N looks over to find Sero staring at her only a few feet away.

"How long have you been there?" she asks, wiping away the last of her tears.

"Not too long," Sero replies.

"And how much did you hear?"

"Nothing, really. I just got here. Are you alright? I saw you rush out here," he asks.

"I'm fine," she nods.

"You sure?"

"Yeah," she sighs, but he doesn't accept that answer. Instead, he walks up to her and pulls her into a hug. How could she have been such a jerk to Sero all night? He's never been anything but kind to her and everyone else.

"So, what happened back there?" he asks as he lets her out of his grasp.

Y/N sits down on the front steps of the dorm and buries her head in her hands.

"I'm not sure I can talk about it," she admits.

"Well, I'm all ears, if you change your mind," he smiles.

"Could we just sit here for a minute first?" she then mutters.

When he agrees, she picks up her head and places it on his shoulder. She stares straight ahead, watching the grass move with the breeze.

"I can't believe we're graduating tomorrow," she sighs.

"Neither can I," Sero chuckles.

"Have you ever thought about what's next?" she then asks him.

"Well, I've got a few things in mind," he answers, smiling slightly.

"What are they?"

"Well, I guess, there's this girl. And a hero agency," he admits to her.

"That sounds fun," she smiles.

"What about you?"

"I... I've thought about it a lot. But... I almost feel like I'm sinking in my own blood. I mean, my dad wants me to work at a hero agency with some of his friends nearby, but I thought if I made the right connections, I could put myself in an even better situation. Turns out all I've been doing is making bad decisions," she begins to ramble.

"Y/N," Sero sighs, placing his hand on hers.

"I know. I know I've messed everything up," she whispers, not wanting to start crying again.

"What are you talking about? You are one of the smartest, funniest, most talented people I've ever met. And anyone who doesn't see that is an idiot."

"Really?" she looks up at him, tears glistening in her eyes. He smiles and uses the back of his pointer finger to wipe her tears away.

"Really," he reassures her. "You've got this. I promise."

"You're too sweet, Sero," she chuckles. "Seriously, you're going to make some girl really happy someday."

"I know," he replies with a soft smile, his thumb brushing lightly over her cheek. Sitting out in the moonlight, Y/N is the most beautiful person Sero has ever seen.

Sero then leans in, his other hand finding its place on the back of her neck, gently tilting her face towards his. The air buzzes with a quiet intensity as their lips meet. Sero kisses her tenderly, and her arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer.

She feels so safe in his arms and butterflies flutter in her stomach. He makes her feel so warm, and she never wants to let go.

"You know, I've always liked you," Sero admits once the two of them have broken apart. "Don't forget, you're not alone in this Y/N. I've always got your back."

Y/N tries to come up with something to say, but her brain feels too foggy to come up with a single coherent thought. Instead, she simply lets him lean in again and capture her lips in another kiss. This time, it holds a different kind of sweetness, like a shared understanding that goes beyond words.

However, before the moment can deepen any further, they are abruptly interrupted by Bakugou's booming voice.

"What the hell are you two doing out here?" Bakugou shouts, storming toward them with a scowl. "Get your asses inside."

"We were just about to head in," Y/N replies, her eyes locked on the blonde as she quickly pulls away from Sero. He can tell the lingering feelings she still has for Bakugou and wonders if it's the reason she's been so cold towards him.

"Hurry up, then," he grumbles, his eyes narrowing.

"What's your problem?" Sero scoffs.

"Don't worry about it," Bakugou grumbles, grabbing onto Y/N's hand and dragging her toward the door.

"Bakugou!" she shouts, protesting as he pulls her away from Sero. "Let go!"

But he simply ignores her.

Sero follows the two of them inside, but loses them rather quickly. He's not quite sure what just happened, but the smile on his face doesn't seem to disappear. That is, until Kaminari points it out to him.

"Why do you have such a stupid grin on your face?" he asks, walking over and standing in front of him at the doorway.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Sero laughs, punching his friend playfully on the arm.

"I mean, why do you look like you just got laid or something?"

"Because, idiot, I did," Sero chuckles through his lie.

"No, you didn't," Kaminari protests, giving his friend a skeptical look. "I swear, Sero, if you hooked up with someone and didn't tell me, I'm going to lose my shit."

"You know I wouldn't do that," Sero smirks.

"Then tell me what the hell is going on."

"Fine," Sero rolls his eyes before pulling Kaminari toward the bathroom. Once there, he explains the details of his interaction with Y/N, and the kiss, and how good she smelled.

"Woah, man, you've got it bad," Kaminari smirks.

"Shut up," Sero laughs. "But you can't tell anyone about this. Got it?"

"Yeah, yeah," Kaminari sighs. "Wait, why?"

"Because Bakugou-"

"Bakugou saw you?!" Kaminari gasps just before letting out a fit of giggles.

"Shut up, dumbass," Sero rolls his eyes. "This isn't funny."

"It's a little funny."

"Just keep it quiet. Please," Sero begs, looking down at his friend. "I seriously like her, okay? And I don't want to ruin it because you're a loudmouth."

"I get it, I get it," Kaminari laughs.

"Thank you," Sero smiles.

"No problem. Now, are you going to tell me what she kisses like, or are you going to keep me in the dark?"

"You're sick, you know that?"

"Oh, come on, tell me."

"Fine, but if you tell anyone, I will literally murder you," Sero threatens, emitting a strip of tape near his friend's mouth.

"Okay, okay," Kaminari chuckles nervously, not liking the serious look in Sero's eyes.

"Good," Sero smirks, dropping the tape back into his elbow.

"Seriously, you should save that tape for more important stuff like-"

"That's it, I'm not telling you anything," Sero states firmly before starting to walk off.

"Aw, come on, you don't even know what I was going to say!" Kaminari pouts as he chases after him.

"Yes, I do," Sero rolls his eyes. "I don't want to hear it."

"Well, I'm pretty sure she can do some kinky stuff with that blood of hers so you should totally use the tape to-"

"Oh my god," Sero groans. "I can't believe I'm going to have to bleach my brain to forget this."

"Hey, I'm just saying what I know you jerk off to when nobody's around," Kaminari says innocently.

"I swear to god," Sero grumbles, not being able to believe what he's hearing.

"Alright, alright, I'll stop."

Just then, as the two of them reenter the common area, their jaws drop to the ground. How did they not hear any of the commotion from just down the hallway? Immediately, they run over.

Dear Departure

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noonehaha · 1 year

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Kamijirou angst 💔

I am back :>

I added piece of spoiler if anyone notice 🥲

Who are they fighting with? 🤔

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le-ootaku · 4 months

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KamiJirou Week 2023 - Day 1

This event was organized by @kmjrweek2022-23

Prompt/Title: Vacation

Jirou relaxed on her towel - her feet outstretched, sunglasses on, and the hot sun warming her. She breathed in, the ocean breeze wafting overhead.

Suddenly, someone shouted.

“Watch out!!”

Wham!

A ball smacked Jirou in the face. She sprang upright - her sense of calmness gone.

“Hey, are you okay?”

“Do you think I am?” She snapped. Her face began to sting horribly as she gently pressed her cold water bottle up against her skin. She finally looked up to see the man approaching her: shirtless, sweaty and ripped.

He smiled at her apologetically, his yellow hair stuck to his sweaty neck. “Sorry about that…”

“It’s… fine.”

They stared at each other awkwardly.

“Can I have the ball?”

“Oh… yeah,” Jirou tossed him the ball as quickly as she could.

“Thanks.”

“Sure thing.”

The guy began heading back to his friends before stopping, “by the way. I’m Kaminari.”

“Jirou.” She replied. She watched Kaminari run towards his friends before laying back down on the towel, concluding that her face was red because of how hard the ball hit her face.

Not because of a really cute guy…

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echantedtoon · 6 months

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Sickened P2

Kaminari x Jirou

That homework needed finishing. It was the only reason he got himself to get out of the godforsaken bed he was comfortable in. He felt terrible, like he couldn't keep anything in his stomach, everything was too hot, too dizzy. Too.....Sickly. By god was he sick!?...He shook that off rather quickly. Didn't matter. Work was needed. Work was the thing driving the car today and if he crashed off the road of sanity so be it. He might've already been losing it anyways with how much he was coughing and how sore his throat felt. He might as well been one of the walking dead as his body spun between heavy and lightheaded with how he looked. Wheezes and coughs were what came out of him and the only language he spoke right now was lack of no sleep and 'I need coffee'-nese, and he didn't even LIKE coffee. He winced as his sore throat throbbed and suppressed the urge to cough as it would only hurt more. Darnit he just had to get to the dam kitchen area. He KNEW he should've stayed in bed that day...but he had Aizawa already down his throat about everything and he was so close to being done. He knew if he just got enough caffiene he'd be able to make one more day and finish. He tensed in pain from his chest as he coughed a little, face scrunched up. DAMMIT!! He LOATHED being sick Hated anyone around him being sick....Speaking of which where the heck was everyone? It was unusually quiet for their dorms in the middle of the day. He sniffled again, slumped footsteps echoing out the entire empty dorm as his runny nose got the the better of him.

Wow...He really did have a cold didn't he?

"ACHOO- ow." The body of the young boy shook as the sounds of a sneeze echoed through the entire place and if it weren't for his hand quickly latching onto a doorway he was passing, he would've suffered more than just stumbling and landing into the wall...he let out a whimper from his sore throat and head that the sneeze made throb. Huh....It was weird Bakugo hadn't yelled at him to 'SHUT UP!' by this point. He scowled. Whatever. If everyone was out doing something he couldn't care less. Right now he had more important things to attend to, like getting his butt awake and figuring out if he wanted to dunk his head in cold water or just see how Aizawa-sensai's coffee worked out for him. Another sneeze wracked his body resulted in more scratchy voiced whimpers and mumbles as he walked his way somehow into the kitchen with his blurry vision and spinning head. The cold tiled floor sent a shiver down his swaying form- "ACHOO!!" He stumbled and threw his hands out thankfully grabbing onto the counter, gradually pulling himself along towards the upper cabinets above the dorm's kitchen sink. He reached up a hand and felt around for any spare cups of theirs lying around. Sniffling as he did light headed. Eventually his hand wrapped around a simple white mug and he was able to easier reach it with his slumped body against the counter. ".......ACHOO!!" He shook his head and sniffled. Man he hated having a cold-

Wow...He really did have a cold didn't he?

"Kaminari-"

A glass shattering rang from the sink as porcelain mug pieces scattered about in their kitchen's metal sink. Feet stumbled and at long last he was too slow to reach for the counter instead tumbling to the floor with a thud and sore heap as he laid there...Head spinning. Whimpering. Body sore...and only a cough escaped the sore throat causing more whimpers and sniffles. Footsteps approuched but he could only weakly shake. GOD! He felt like almost crying-

"AH!! DONT TOUCH DONT TOUCH!! ACHOO!!" He rasped out in a croaky voice that sounded like he was smoking for fifty years as a white flash of pain passed over when when two hands grabbed his side out of nowhere all of a sudden, his head slumping as the headache throbbed again from another sneeze.

"What's wrong with you!? Are you ok!?," a girl's voice sounded above him and he winced from the loud volume, "KAMINARI ANSWER ME YOU PIKACHU IMPOSTER!!" Her answer? ANother loud sneeze making him whimper and curl in on himself on himself even more and she leaned back a bit before groaning. "Of all the things you can get yourself into you get yourself sick?!"

Hey. That voice sounded familiar. He turned his head slightly up and his vision was too blurry to make out who it was but he had a good idea of who it was. ".....J-J-Jirou?"

"Yeah, it's me." She groaned shaking her head. "God the one time I stay behind and I find you sick."

"Is not my f-f-fa- AHCOO!" Jirou quickly leaned away as he coughed and sniffled again from the sneeze. "F-Fault..*sniff*...W-Where is everyone?"

She made a cringe face and stared down at his weak form. "They left already. Y'know for the holidays? Did you forget?"

"M-Must've s-slipped my mind. I-...I-I-AHCHOO!!" He whimpered again and curled in on himself until he was in a pained ball. ".....I hurt...."

Her whole demeanor immediately softened as she watched him wriggled on the ground clutching his stomach as he did sniffling. Her hands coming to hover over his body but not touching him due to his past reaction. "Are you ok?!..Can you get up?"

"ACHOO!!....*sniff*" He gave a small hopeful nod to her as the swimming/light headed/spinning feeling intensified and forced him to close his eyes as tears brought him up to the for front. He couldn't act like a wimp in front of her. SO whimpers aside he began to push himself up, stumbling and leaning more and more against the counter as his arms shook fumbling around for perchase against the cold tiled floor. A worried and annoyed feeling coming over himself as Jirou didn't move from her spot, as if afraid he'd fall over- "ACHOO!!" His chest let a large pang of pain as he started coughing up again- "AH-" His legs gave out as he doubled over, in a bent over position, one hand gripping the counter and the other covering his mouth as the coughs kept coming and his body lit ablaze with hellfire! He couldn't stop! It was too much! Dear god make it stop! Black clouded in-

"DENKI!!"

......

...........

......................Well THAT could've gone better.

In panic, Jiro did the only she could've done at that moment. Go get help! Luckily Aizawa-Sensai hadn't been too far away and was quick to get Kaminari's unconcious form to Recovery Girl quickly and find out what was really wrong with him. He was sick and exhausted with a fever and runny nose. Well it was a relief to her at least, and not too long after the pikachu imposter was carried back into his dorm room and half woke up enough to blow his nose and take whatever medicine was given to him before clonking out again. While relieved, she was still worried so decided to stick around. Not like she had any plans for the holidays anyways. Which turned into her just watching Tv and checking on him every few minutes...which became every one minute for the past hour still finding him fast asleep under the blankets where Aizawa left him. ......He looked cold. She'll go get a blanket after a lil bit....Which in reality was five minutes. Hesitant steps came down the hallway back down towards the bedroom. A blanket resting under one arm. The footsteps soon stopped in front of one door on the right and the boy paused. It took a moment before he was able to reach a hand up to knock on the door.

"Denki?", a voice forced out almost a whisper. No one answered so she knocked again a bit louder. ...Still nothing. So she gently grabbed ahold of the door knob and turned. "Denki? I-I brought an extra blanket-....Oh."

The dark room made it hard to see but she could make out the sleeping figure over in the corner. His chest rose and fell slowly in his sleep and a smile was present on his sleeping face. SHe hesitated for a moment, but decided it was best to keep her silent promise of getting him the extra blanket. So slowly stepping in,s he gently closed the door behind her with a soft click- She froze when he made a groaning noise but he didnt wake up, only buried his head halfway under the blanket. SHe sighed in relief before silently walking up to the bed, taking the blanket in both hands she flung it out. Then over the bed in the air. It gently floated down until it draped over his sleeping form. SHe stared down at the sleeping form of her friend for a moment, before gently smoothing the wrinkles out from the covers-

".....Jiro?"

She froze. .....Slowly her eyes shifted up towards the bedframe. A pair of eyes blinked back up sleepily at her, wild blonde bed head around his face.

"What are you doing?"

"Oh. I..Uh-" SHe quickly pulled himself away from the bed embarrassed and cleared her throat. Finger twirling around one of her earjacks. "I-I-I was just delivering t-the blanket cuz you're sick and I t-thought i-it might help. *ahem* ....I-Im sorry if I woke you."

he blinked at her for a moment, before shifting his eyes down to his body. Indeed a new blanket was over his. ....He then looked back to her with a smile that made her heart skip a beat.

"It's ok. I don't mind. S-Sorry I fell b-b-back there...Must've been e-embarrassing."

"I- uh-.....N-NO! Of course not. You w-were just sick. It happens." God he could feel her cheeks growing more pink by the second. His dopey eyes and smiled always seemed to make her forgive the doofus faster. Luckily he new exactly what to do- "W-Well I-I-Ill let you get back to sleep-" SHe froze when something grabbed her hand. SHe soon found out what when Kaminari, now slightly sitting up in bed pulled her back a little more.

"Um- Hey. W-Would you mind if we-..." His eyes shifted to the side. Wait. Did he sound nervous? "Cu-.. Cuddle? Y-Y'know. J-Just as friends! I-Im s-still pretty cold from the rain and I thought- ..."

"Uuuuhh-" Her eyes went back to them still holding hands.

" I-I mean. I-Its ok if y-you don't want to. " he let go of his hand-

"What?! NO NO!" he froze when she regrabbed her hand and looked back into his eyes. He seemed to freeze for a moment himself. "I-....I mean I d-don't mind it. I just...Im not sure if you would want to."

...he smiled. "Well I wouldn't have asked if I wasn't ok."

"Oh. W-Well...Who am I t-t-to deny a request from you...b-but you better not get me sick?"

He chuckled. "I make n-no promises."

he smiled again, before shifting over to make room for another, patting the spot next to him. SHe hesitated for a moment but gulped down what worries she had left and slowly lifted the blankets, before climbing in. He sat there for a moment un sure, but his face lit up like a million christmas lights when he felt Jiro reassuringly huddle up against his side. He swallowed, hard, before allowing himself to lay back and lay a shaking arm around her. In response she shifted to lay into him more and sighed in comfort.

".....ACHOO!!"

"DANGIT DENKI!!"

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