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WAIT- WHY ARE THEY SLAYING THOUGH
Art not mine, but whoever drew this- MAN I WISH I HAD YOUR TALENT JUST SO I COULD DO AN ANIMATION OF THIS
PRESENTING ─────pro hero
Stun Gun Hero: Chargebolt
スタンガンヒーロー・チャージズマ
個性 Kosei ─Electrification ϟ his quirk allows him to store electricity and discharge it.
a mess but he's trying his best <3
kaminari denki, everyone
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"Go Beyond! Plus Ultra!"
雄英高校
U.A. High School is the #1 ranked high school for heroics and is considered as the top Hero Academy in Japan. Students are separated based on their abilities into specific Departments and Classes - A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, and K.
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to be a student at U.A.
“ Become the hero you want to be. ”
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MHA Team Up Mission 44 and Vol. 6
MHA Team Up Mission 44 and Vol. 6
Kacchan biting Denki lives in my head rent free.
Chargebolt in action!
A manga panel colored by me! Recently started coloring manga panels, feel free to save and share!! Just make sure to give me credit if you do share!
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i literally cannot describe how much happiness i get from these boys these pictures are impeccable
Piano Player
- Pro hero Denki Karminari x gender neutral!reader
- Warnings: swearing, alcohol, smoking,
- Summary: You play the piano in a cozy little lounge bar, enjoying a life filled with music. But when you meet a high-spirited man one night, you find that maybe music isn’t the only good thing in your life.
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In the dimly lit room where you spent your weekends the air was hazy, the people loud and obnoxious. But you spent your weekends there, nevertheless. On particularly cold nights your manager Luca, an older man with greying hair and a cigar hanging from his lip, would mix you warm cups of coffee to keep you going. He was always on his phone at closing time, smiling at you as he ordered your taxi ride home. You'd come to know some of the regulars, your favourite being Davis who was in the navy, a man with broad shoulders, and who’s face screamed don’t mess with me. But in the quiet moments between songs, he would raise his glass to you with a soft glint in his eyes and a subtle smile. During handovers, in that second after the announcer had said your name you would see him nudge whoever was sitting next to him and whisper-shout “They’re the fucking best one here.” Hearing that would always warm your chest, well it was that or the glasses of whiskey the bartender Jo would send you when he saw you low on alcohol. You would usually spend the few minutes before your set with him at the bar, joking and laughing, his smile genuine and laugher infectious. But when your set began and you had to say goodbye, his smile would faulter and his eyes go hazy. He’d told you once that he dreamt of being an actor, that this was a temporary gig. That was almost five years ago now, and whenever he was alone with his thoughts his fingers would fidget, brow furrowing, and composure drop. Then there was Jiro, your middle school senior who practically taught you piano. She’d always sneak in a few minutes after you started, when the lights were dim, and everyone’s gaze was on you and not the quiet creaking of the doors opening and closing. She was always careful not to be seen, the people here not her usual crowd. You would smile down to her as she made her way to a table at the far corner, out of sight of most of the other patrons. Every Friday was the same, she would sneak in and watch your set after a long day of hero work, leaving just before closing to avoid the rush of patrons dashing home in the early morning hours. She wasn’t unremarkable in her civilian clothing, just that her punk vibe didn’t sit well with the slow jazz lounge, all the other staff members disregarding her, the waitresses walking past and the busboys avoiding her table. She always returned though, never seeming to mind the isolation. That was until he showed up with her one night.
Your watch said 21:34, but the taxi service said your driver would be here by 21:35. You could see all the way down the hill from your front step, past the little rows of shops and across the roundabout, and there was no sign of any taxis heading your way. No doubt, the driver had taken a wrong turn, or just decided to leave you hanging as you lived in a not-so-nice area. Or worse yet, he was drunk, heaving up somewhere on the side of the road and was going to show up completely hammered and charge you a premium price to die in a multi-car road collision. You sighed, running a hand through your hair as you reached into your pocket to fish out your phone. You tapped in the password; your fingerprint scanner thing was broken after a particularly rowdy set last Saturday, in which Jo had accidently dropped your phone into your drink. The number of your driver was in the email the company had sent you and you had half a mind to call him to yell at him about drink driving or punctuality. Eventually he showed up, apologising for being a few minutes late. You noted there wasn’t a smell of liquor in his car, and he seemed to genuinely feel bad, so the lecture you’d spent the past few minutes writing in your head went to waste.
You turned up just on time, thanking your driver and giving him the money as you clambered out of the car and made your way towards the entrance. You sauntered in, throwing a smile Jo’s way as you headed into the back to get changed for your set. The mirror you stood in front of was dirty, smears of lipstick and a slight covering of dust made seeing your reflection a little hard, but you didn’t really mind, grabbing your own lipstick and mascara, making yourself seem a little more presentable. You moved towards the lockers against the back wall, seeing Thomas pressed against yours. He rolled his eyes at you as you walked over, pushing himself off of the cold metal and moving to sit on the little sofas while continuing his conversation with Gwen. You tossed your bags into the little compartment, the clanging obviously disturbing the conversation behind you as Thomas sneered at you, the little ‘bitch’ whispered to Gwen ripping a giggle from her chest.
You sauntered out, sitting at the bar, and tapping the hard wooden surface. Jo slid you a whiskey, no ice, and you thanked him, drinking the brown liquid down in a hurry as your manager beckoned you to the stage. You made your way over, Davis raising his drink to you as usual as you sat down at the piano. Tilting the microphone you began to speak.
“Good evening everyone, I hope you enjoy my music tonight.” And with that you began playing, your hands tumbling over the keys, pulling beautiful notes from the piano in front of you. Jo continued sending you drinks, Davis smiled and sung along to the pieces he knew, and your manger smiled. The customers had returned week after week since he hired you, and the bonuses he sent your way got bigger and bigger each passing pay day. Your eyes darted to the front door, Jiro’s head popping in for a second before she pushed it open further. You smiled down at her as usual, but when a second, taller person followed her in your eyes were drawn to him.
She didn’t leave before you finished like usual, in fact her and her friend had stayed through the entire set and were waiting for you after you stepped out of the back room.
“Jiro! What are you still doing here?” She drew you into a hug and kissed the top of your head.
“I had a friend who wanted to come watch my amazing pupil! God, I love watching you play.” She said pulling away and gazing up at you. A deep blush coated your face, stammering out a thank you softly.
“You were even better than she described, you’re like, really good.” You drew your stare from Jiro and looked up at the man in front of you.
“These friends of yours y/n?” Luca said, smoke billowing from his cigar. The tall man in front of you coughed and waved a hand in front of his face clearing the smoke from his eyes, his golden eyes, before he beamed.
“They’re friends, I’m just a fan of theirs is all, giving them my regards.” He purred and Luca seemed impressed.
“You better keep on coming then, they’re gonna be my big star!” Luca beamed, the liquid in his glass threatening to spill as he draped an arm over your shoulders and pulled you closer. “They’re the best decision I ever made, bloody magic!” Your face was red now, and the blonde across from you had to stifle his laughter. Luca left you all alone after a while after you promised him you’d be safe without a taxi tonight.
“I’m Denki by the way, I was about to introduce myself before the old guy barged in.” His laugh was warm, and his smile lit up his eyes.
“I’m Y/n. I’m glad you enjoyed the show, music is my life.”
“Same as Jiro here then? She’s always talking about this crazy talented musician she-“ Jiro blushed as she slammed a hand over his mouth, mumbling something about being embarrassed.
“Yeah, but she’s a super successful hero. That is so much cooler than a jazz musician.” You smiled at the pair, adjusting the bag that was hanging from your shoulder as you yawned in front of them.
“Well, I’m gonna have to make a move, I’m knackered!”
“I can give you a lift back home if you’d like. I drove here with Denki.” Jiro offered smiling softly at you. You glanced up at the blonde in front of you, all tall and buzzing with energy.
“You sure you two wanna go home? He looks like he could be up for ages yet.” You chuckled as he rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet.
“Oh no trust me I’m tired, just always have too much energy I guess.” Shrugging he made a swipe for the keys handing from Jiro’s outstretched hand and stepped towards the door.
“Oh! I always ride shotgun by the way!”
The drive home was filled with laugher, you sat in the backseat as the three of you just chatted shit and messed around. It felt good, you hadn’t ever really had times like this in your life, rides home with friends filled with warmth, or really any people to call friends. Music was your solace, your place to retreat to when the world was getting to be too much. It was pure coincidence that brought you and Jiro together all those years ago, and despite the difference in career paths, she was really the only person who had ever stayed by your side. But now this blonde-haired man had come crashing into your life with all the grace of a wrecking ball and you were welcoming the commotion.
All good things must come to an end, and you felt your heart drop as Jiro pulled into your driveway. She turned around in her seat to face you, arm coming up to lean on Denki’s chair.
“It was really lovely to see you tonight y/n, we should really hang out more often. Blondie here is gonna walk you to your door, okay?” He shot you a smile as you nodded, grabbing your bag, and thanking Jiro for the lift.
The air was cold, the sun beginning to peak up over the houses, foxes scurrying back to their dens, and birds singing the dawn’s chorus as Denki walked you up the little stone path to your front door. You felt a little self-conscious, the paint was peeling, and the lock wasn’t totally secure. You could tell from just looking that your place needed a little tlc.
“Well, thanks-“ As you reached for the door handle, he placed his hand over yours and let out a sigh.
“I know this might be a little abrupt but…” He trailed off, glancing back to the car where Jiro was not-so-subtly giving him a massive thumbs up and Cheshire-cat smile. “Could I come back to see you again tomorrow?” His eyes were back on yours now, an emotion flickering across them too quickly for you to put a name to it.
“I’d really like that.” You said smiling up at him. His face lit up, mouth curling into a smile and eyes shining. His grip tightened for a second before he let go of you, stepping backwards away from you and the front door.
“Great, it’s a date then.” His voice was calm, but the blush rocketing up his cheeks and down his chest didn’t do much to hide his excitement. But honestly? You were as red as him, smiling like an idiot as you waved the pair goodbye and stepped into your little home.
𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘. 2001 recordings of you and your bf being 17 (majorly inspired by the song sweater weather by the neighborhood).
𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. kaminari x reader
𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. fluff, quirkless au,
𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓.
The video begins with kaminari panning the camera angle at the sky that somewhat matched a flame pea he saw the other day. It was a cloudy evening, but regardless still pretty hot and radiant.
He lowers it abruptly to make it look at his feet on the heated sand that pushed out in-between the spaces between his toes whenever he clutched them, flashing the yellowish-orange sun in its perfect conclusion, and the spirited waves of the ocean mimicking the atmosphere's color.
Then, he shifts it at you.
The camera's excellence has a low-quality fuzziness which makes most things a little... Gray and 'wonky'. You, however, look just as glamorous either way.
You're wearing denim overalls with a single embroidery of the Mickey Mouse on the front pouch, and a white shirt underneath. The white flip-flops you bought at Macy's were abandoned, just like his. Except he couldn't remember where he got his. Maybe from a garage sale.
What he decided to wear ―or more like just randomly thrown on― was a plain amber poncho, Xanadu green polo shorts, and a similar green bucket hat. He also has a recent bandaid on his unharmed freckled nose, something to make him look cooler.
He would rather be playing Crash Bandicoot or Ace Attorney than recording the slowly progressing sunset clouds or burying his feet into the pleasant feeling of the sand. But, if you were going to be there you bet that he would take any alternative to spend time with you, even if you invited him to just watch something as boring as watching paint dry.
You begin to notice the lasting camera directed at your face and a surge of heat rushed from your neck up, stretching a broad flustered smile from those lips.
"Hey, stop recording me!" you squealed, reaching for the Sony Handycam then pointing it away from your face.
The video doesn't show, but he gives off the vastest smile ―revealing his dimples― and drapes an arm around your shoulders. Kaminari kisses the station where your head and neck joins then he ends the video recording, taking out the tape.
It's now 2021 and the both of you are now 36. The world isn't the same as it used to be; better camera quality, the same beach you both visited was filled with litter, and an alarming amount of stupidity spreading like a pandemic. Nonetheless, Kaminari, mature yet still as goofy as he was in his youth, never found his love for you to weaken but instead thrive over the years.
And he'll continue to feel this way for the next 19 years.
Hey daily reminder that its cannon that denki knows how to do the robot because hori texted me❗❗
Characters who would call me the N word.
They’re from the 40s. I think we could have a very productive conversation after, and they both still swing on racists, but it still happened.
Eat the fuckin rich, man. Like, eat the rich.
Pure of Heart, dumb of ass.
He is my favorite boi, yes. But he was sheltered horribly and is trying to fit in. He says it with the entirety of his chest. When he is inevitably educated, he gets it, but that does NOT mean he didn’t say it.
Hey!How about bakugo and denki (maybe overhaul???) With an s/o that draws on themselfs all the time? thanks ❤❤
OVERHAUL I SCREAM YES
look at my non creative ass making this using the same excuse 😐 oh well
My first time writing for overhaul and I went a little overboard 00pS probably didn’t write him right but send me feedback if I did 😔👊
lmao I’m probably not doing any of this right pffft— 💀
anyways this is coming out on Christmas so I wanted to let you all know...MERRY CHRISTMAS and for those who don’t celebrate it HAPPY HOLIDAYS :D I love you all and thank you for helping this account grow!! ☺️🥰
BAKUGOU, KAMINARI AND OVERHAUL WITH A S/O WHO DRAWS ON THEMSELVES ALL THE TIME
KATSUKI BAKUGOU
— “Stop drawing on yourself idiot.”
— “Oh my god let me write that on my arm so I won’t forget.”
— he watches while you out of pettiness pull out your crayola markers and start doing some calligraphy on your arm in big warm letters saying “STOP DRAWING ON YOURSELF”
— you decorate it putting them dots all over it and add your hero symbol and smiled at him with “Thank you for the reminder, this is why I like you.” and keep it going
— he always tries to hide your pens and markers
— he would blow them up but he did that once and the ink spilled all over him
— you laughed at him after beating the mess out of him for touching your markers
— “My jiji bought those for me, baka!”
— “Y/N...get off me...your crushing my balls...and let go of my fucking leg—OW!”
— “You crushed my markers you mother—“
— he buys you new markers after patching himself up
— you inspect them with a glare “they aren’t my jiji’s limited edition watercolor markers but they’ll do.”
— he just twitches an eye but keeps it going
— jokes on you she bought them cause your jiji bought them from staples lmaoo
— “When you get sick no one is taking care of your bitch ass.”
— “Oh please my quirk isn’t going to make me sick.”
— “Your what—“
— You explain to him that when you draw on your skin it actually start to move and this is how you can plan out battle moves and he’s just
— “Hah. Lame ass quirk like it’s owner.”
— you know he got his shit rocked for that lmfaoo his stupid ass💀
— he can’t even get irked at you whenever you draw on yourself cause it’s your quirk damnit
— sometimes he likes to draw on you lol
— “Hypocrite.”
— “Shut, the fuck up.”
— you made sure to get your soft bakugou pictures in without him not
— it’s very therapeutic yknow you just sit in a t-shirt while he doodles on you and watches them come to life
— hes actually pretty good at it
— “Yeah shitty lady I’m good at everything.”
— “Apparently not cause if you were you’d be good at shutting the fuck up.”
— “OOP—“
— one time while you were getting ready to hop in the shower you happened to glance down at your calf and see an ‘I love you’ written inside a heart
— of course you took a picture of it
— of course you sent it to him
— of course he denies writing it but you know better
— “That’s not my fucking handwriting.”
DENKI KAMINARI
— look at bakagou i fell in love again UGH
— you guys are so bad omg
— like it’s terrible
— “Babe lets draw dicks on your arm.”
— “Absolutely.”
— “I don’t think I like where this is going.”
— honestly should have been the first warning
— he doesn’t really care about you doing it cause he sticks things into sockets
— you draw on your arm
— potato potato oh well not much y’all can do
— till one day he just gets curious as to why you draw on your arms so much and your just like
— “Kami do you not pay attention?”
— “Huh?”
— “Babe...it’s a part of my quirk.”
— poor pikachu is just 🥴??¿ but you just stare at him and put your quirk into motion
— you think it’s kind of lame but basically your skin is like paper and whatever you draw on it if you wish becomes reality
— he’s still confused until you just draw a detailed apple on your arm in record time and pick it up
— and he watches as it just peels off and becomes real
— and poor boy is shook
— “Here, eat it.”
— and he bites into it and just screams and drops it
— your just like poor apple
— “THATS REAL!”
— “Yep.”
— “Y/N THATS REAL!”
— “I know.”
— “ITS GOOD!”
— “Should have finished it.”
— “Y/N H-HOW—“
— “Kaminari wait—“
— “Y/N I’M WKDKWK—“
— “How the hell did you say that out loud—oh wait shit Kaminari don’t go stupid—“
— after this poor boy is so amazed at you
— “Draw me!”
— “Kaminari I can’t draw living things.”
— he gets so excited over it
— constantly shows off your drawing skills too
— “Look at what Y/N can draw! Isnt it so cool?”
— “Kaminari I love you but please baby stop showing me off.”
— he likes doodling on you lmaoo
— sometimes he draws the weirdest things while other times it’s cheesy pick up lines that you find yourself reading during a lecture
— he tried to make himself AirPods and they came out looking exactly like the drawing he drew
— he cried in the corner like an idiot while you sighed and Yayorozu patted you on the back and handed you a pair
— damn rich kids wksksk
— it isn’t until days later he comes up to you and asks whatever happened to the dicks he drew on your arm
— you just 🥴, pat his head and send him on his way lmfaooo
OVERHAUL
— ugh his name just gives me the shivers I love it
— also this is my first time writing for beak boy so don’t come after me oOP
— y/n are you out of your goddamn mind
— “Absolutely not.”
— “hUh?”
— the first time he catches you he just takes the markers
— he thinks drawing on your skin is a way of you dirtying it and that’s a big no no
— “You are making your skin dirty, and you know how I feel about dirty things.”
— “That’s not what I get when we’re behind the bedroom doors.” you mumble annoyed
— he just shoots you a look but hides them anyways
— you have to be cleaner than Mr. Clean himself you understand?
— and Mr. Clean is very clean there’s a reason why his head is so shiny and his clothes are so white
— so some time passed and you just continue on
— till you’re playing with Eri one day and she has markers and your just like 😶 cause those are your markers
— meaning one of his henchmen gave it to her due to her either being good or not being able to calm her down
— but either way it doesn’t matter because she’s happy and when she sees you her eyes red eyes just shine like rubies
— “Y/N, come draw with me!”
— so happily you give in and you guys are drawing
— until you uncap a marker and smirk
— “Wanna see something cool?”
— and Eri who doesn’t get to see much is absolutely happy with this and agrees immediately
— so you pull off your jacket and start doodling on yourself and as soon as your hand moves away the drawing on your skin practically comes to life
— it runs up your arm and jumps around and dances almost as if it were an animation
— and Eri is just mind blown lmfaooo she’s so curious to how you did it
— and your explain to her that your quirk allows you to animate the drawings on your skin but only on your skin
— it doesn’t matter because she thinks it’s the coolest thing in the world
— so you happily roll your pants up and let her doodle all over your exposed skin and your both having fun watching the animations move
— till Kai walks in on you both and it’s like tires screeching to stop
— at first he sees the markers and then his eyes go from the box to the paper to you laying on the floor with your clothes rolled up and Eri drawing on you
— poor girl is trembling on your leg
— and he’s about to say something when he just stops and watches the deer you drew run across your arm and hop underneath your sleeve
— your just like “oops 😬”
— but he just stares at you with an unreadable expression and just walks out the room and your just 😐 cause your just like “am I in trouble??”
— later when you guys are alone he just pulls up your sleeve and stares at the deer
— and it’s silent as he watches the deer jump and move around like it’s a normal animal
— your scared of what happens next but he just takes his glove off and gently touches where the deer is
— “Kai—“
— “It’s so real...”
— “Uh...yeah...”
— your just silent as his cold fingers brush against the deer until his eyes just move up to you
— “It’s...incredible. Just like you.”
— you turn scarlet at his words and move to pull away but he refuses to let you go, simply admiring the deer in the shadows of your bedroom
— and his touch is absolutely soothing
— so soothing you end up falling asleep looking into his eyes
— later on in the day your doing some cleaning when your sleeve goes up and you see a soft black heart on your shoulder and you smile softly at it
— “I love you too, Kai.”
Smug little shits
look at them
look at them go
I edited this on Snapchat.
Don’t let this flop.
Floomfy hair 💛🖤⚡️
Denki kaminari aka Pikachu
does class 1-a sing in the shower (part two)
do ojiro, kaminari, kirishima, koda, and sato sing in the shower bath?
part one - aoyama, ashido, asui, iida, uraraka
part two - you are here!
part three - shouji, jirou, sero, tokoyami, todoroki
part four - hagakure, bakugou, midoriya, mineta, yaoyorozu
...
ojiro mashirao: yes
he plays around with his vocals a lot
has a really nice mid-range
the acoustics make his singing sound really nice
will spend an hour in there
but doesn’t sing outside the bathroom
he will remain normal to the outside world
*sigh*
kaminari denki: no
he sang the pokemon theme song in the dorm baths
...but forgot all the lyrics
ended up doing some freestyle
it wasn’t even about pokemon
when he came out of the baths
sero was not impressed
tape guy was literally waiting outside
“you are a disgrace to the fandom.”
“i know...”
will never sing again
kirishima eijirou: yes
sings the manliest of manly tunes
which is all c o u n t r y
thinks that it’s very manly
the most manly
does not care if anyone hears him
tokoyami once heard a “yeehaw” coming from the bathroom
he was terrified
koda koji: yes
has the nicest voice ever
not even kidding
i guess that’s what happens when you’re friends with the animals
snow white in the house
catches himself vocalizing bird calls
it’s very cute
sato rikido: no
he likes coming up with recipes instead
just thinks about deserts in the bath
“maybe i should make cheesecake later.”
and then he hypes himself up
after the bath
he’ll proceed to whip up the greatest cheesecake of all time
class 1-a thanks the bath for its service