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➺ headcanons

dating hcs - silco {arcane} date nights - vi.violet {arcane} hcs - vi.violet {arcane}

hcs - denki kaminari {bnha} loving bf - denki kaminari {bnha} loving gf - momo yaoyorozu {bnha} stoner headcanons - denki kaminari, hanta sero & katsuki bakugo {bnha}

➺ one-shots

star gazer - vi.violet {arcane}

so you were shocked when you found out your best friend, kyoka jirou, was in a band with him. sure, you should've expected it. while his hair remained naturally blonde, he often liked to semi-dye the tips black, while painting his nails and keeping them short. it also shouldn't have surprised you that he was the drummer. from the flexing of his biceps to the therapeutic anger-relief of hitting the drum skins, it was undoubtedly a talent suited for him. and you couldn't deny he looked hot playing them.

the band contained him, jirou, kaminari & kirishima, yet your eyes would only lay on the spikey blonde. he had such an intense stage presence, his crimson eyes hunting the audience like prey as he showed off his strength and aura. it was embarrassing to admit to jirou that not only were you going to her gigs for her, but also for bakugo.

"y/n," jirou muttered, straightening her hair before a gig. she was sat sprawled in front of a dirty mirror, cigarette hanging from her mouth as she looked towards you. you were lying on her bed, scrolling though social media while you waited for the group to start. you were vip, of course. "could you do something for me for the gig?"

"sure, anything for you," you winked, glancing towards her before back at your phone.

"we're performing a song that's kinda trending at the moment. we're wanting to, you know, get seen on instagram, as cringe as it is," she explained, standing up and rolling up her knee-high socks. "but the trend includes someone sitting on the drummer during the solo."

"right," you answered confidently, roughly knowing what trend she meant. "and what are you wanting me to do? find someone who'll do it?"

she went silent, a small, smug grin on her lips as she took a long, drawn out inhale. "no, i want you to do it."

***

and that's exactly how you ended up on stage. albeit in front of around 450 people, you were still on stage. with lights on you. and a man's LAP to stradle.

you'd only agreed after multiple pleas from jirou. apparently the majority of girls they auditioned just didn't get along with bakugo's rough nature and snotty attitude, and considering he felt awkward himself with these women, they'd had to narrow it down to people he knew. and that just happened to be you.

the music was blaring around you, a cover of type o negative being slammed on guitar and getting the crowd wild. it was becoming your time, and you began to dance towards the drummer, who was so entranced by his own performance that he barely saw you coming. heart in your throat but showing off a false confidence, you sultured over, before enthusiastically throwing yourself on top of bakugo. you heard him grunt under his breath, attempting to get comfortable while thrashing the drumset. by this point, he was topless. the heat of the atmosphere and humidity had all four artists hot and bothered. it didn't bother you, however, as you were in awe by his beauty up close.

"sorry," you muttered under your breath, going beat red in the face as you performed a lap dance on him, your hands clasped on his shoulders as you turned your face to the crowd, a sly look on your face as you watched audience members fien jealousy.

"don't be," he answered, his eyes shooting daggers through yours as he stared at you. his hands continued to thrash, fingers brushing against your skin whenever he could. "do i look like i'm complaining, freak?"

you bit your lip as you realised he was into it, a slight hue slithering over the bridge of his nose and cheekbones. it bought you an unimaginable confidence and, being recorded by none other than ashido, you put on a show. bouncing, pretending to kiss him, playing with his hair... anything sultry, and you were doing it. he kept his eyes on you, and you noticed his eyes slip down your top occasionally as he checked you out. sure, maybe you were all he could see, but he was being blatant. and you were sure you could feel movement beneath you...

the cue for you to get off the stage was coming up, however; the song was coming to an end, so they could finish up the set and go for drinks. you'd been told by jirou to do something drastic, something memorable as you left, but considering you and bakugo had performed a softcore lapdance, you weren't sure where to go from there. you looked at him desperately, unsure what to do, and he 'tchd'.

"just follow my lead," he muttered, glaring at jirou before leaning forwards. you followed, your back now against the bass drum and the high toms. your eyes widened as he threw the sticks behind him, roughly took your chin in his hands, and kissed you.

your arms draped around his shoulders, melting into the kiss you'd only dreamed of. he smelled like deep caramel and musk, and his hands scaled up your shirt to feel your skin. he'd made out like kissing you was a chore, when he seemed to be enjoying every moment. you heard jirou scream in delight, saying something stupid to the crowd you didn't fully hear. but once you were let go by the blonde, he rolled his eyes and pulled you off the kit.

"now get the fuck out of my sight," he said loudly, keeping the shit-eating persona up for the audience as he gestured you off the stage. completely stunned from the whole experience, you nodded as you tried to stop your legs from turning to jelly.

"mhm!" you answered, completely unable to make eye-contact with the man. but, even so, you felt him grab your arm. turning, he pulled you to his ear, whispering so the audience couldn't hear. and his words made butterflies flutter in your stomach.

"meet me in the back. twenty minutes."

katsuki bakugo was not known for his... well, social skills. despite his hot headed blow-ups and competitive nature, he had always managed to make and keep friends by his side, inevitably including his unannounced favourite, eijiro kirishima. with someone to match his masculine nature and hard-headed quirks, katsuki preferred to spend his time alone or with the red-head.

until he introduced somebody new.

"who's this?" katsuki scowled, looking you up and down as you stood proudly beside your childhood friend. he seemed mildly amused, yet his brows stayed fixed.

"y/n y/l/n," eijiro beamed, punching his fists together as he gestured you forward. "applied for u.a but didn't get in."

"so you're weak then" he uttered, rolling his eyes as sparks flew from his fists. his jaw clenched.

you scoffed, before stomping your foot against the ground. a sharp, girthy spike shot from the earth, clipping katsuki's hair and narrowly avoiding him. his eyes widened in surprise, before inevitably blowing it up in front of you. "you look surprised."

"shut up," he snapped, blushing behind his arm as he turned away. "not impressive. anyone can do that."

but not everyone could make his heart thump the way it did. whether it was fear or curiousity, he wasn't too sure. but he knew he wanted you to stick around.

"sure," you answered, shrugging as you turned to eijiro. "and everyone can punch through rock. show me something i haven't seen, blondie."

katuki's mouth hung open, ready to scream at you but found that his voice became stuck in his throat. he was stunned. a small grin appeared on eijiro's lips as he tried to find the words to snap back. "i could kill you, freak."

"i'd love to see you try," you grinned, forming a small platform out of rock to reach his eye level. katsuki's brows furrowed tightly, a blush spreading across his cheeks as he felt your breath faintly against his skin. "loser."

sparks flew from the tips of his hair and his fingers. he scowled, and rolled his eyes at you. "i wish you'd gotten into u.a. so i could've beaten your ass in school."

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ growing up in the undercity, vi isn't one for expensive, fancy dates. for her, you being there with her is enough, and anywhere can be a date if you try hard enough (she says).

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ even so, you're the romantic type, and anything to make you happy. she wants to provide you with what she was deprived of, and as long as you're smiling, so is she. whether its collecting flowers for a bouquet for you, or crafting jewellery and accessories, she is never without a gift to give to you.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ on quick nights, she prefers to go to the street vendors. there are plenty you could visit, and sometimes she'd show you some secret ones you'd never even known existed. occasionally, she'd buy you some drinks, whether its a nice fruity cocktail or a bitter cider, and she'd throw back a few beers or whisky shots. vi isn't the heaviest of drinkers, but thoroughly enjoys drinking with you. the confidence you gain is sexy to her, and she loves getting you all hot and flustered too.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ on sunnier days, she prefers to take you for picnics, or long hikes/urban exploring throughout the undercity, sometimes poking through to the top to stargaze. she knows your limits, and will never make you feel uncomfortable during your ventures.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ although dates can be rare, especially if vi is busy, you both try and go on them as much as humanly possible. even if you have one day together out of seven, you will be going on a date. and vi will be picking the outfit.

hanta sero

- as your loving boyfriend, he would regularly buy you smoking gift sets; whether its full of flavoured papers or sanrio pipes/bongs, he loves buying you new equipment (along with a 3.5 of course!)

- he enjoys lighting your j with the end of his, it's romantic to him.

- doesn't cough anymore, and usually inhales all the smoke into his lungs. he's a strong smoker and sometimes you struggle to catch up.

- he ties little bows at the roach when he rolls you a blunt, and has regularly rolled the roach into hearts and flowers.

- he loves waking up to green tea and a J, and usually smokes in his hammock while waiting for you to wake up. once you are awake, though, he pulls you up with him while he finished his tea.

katsuki bakugo:

- insists he rolls every time. not because he prefers his rolls (which he does, he's the best of course), but because you deserve your joints to be prerolled before you even ask.

- bakugo doesn't like smoking tobacco, so he'll either smoke a bowl straight or roll a pure. if you enjoy smoking it with tobacco, he insists you roll it yourself.

- he refuses to smoke without a drink. usually its a sports drink, black coffee, flavoured water or a protein shake. coughing in front of you is his worst nightmare.

- he's actually incredible at rolling. other than sero, he is the top in the class and rolls the quickest out of everybody, which he regularly brags about.

- enjoys watching the sunrise with both you and a joint. he much prefers smoking weed with just you over the entire group, as it makes him a lot more cuddly and softer-hearted (he will never admit it).

denki kaminari

- the poor boy will always hack up his lungs when he smokes. he always tries to keep up with his peers, but has a naturally lower tolerance and often short fuses (in two ways).

- talks way too much while holding the joint, and often has to be reminded to pass the joint. weed makes him yap more, but its cute so you don't mind.

- he always bakes you sweet & savoury treats while stoned, as he can never be bothered to go to the shop for treats. he occasionally surprises you with edibles, and will always shape them in hearts or stars.

- has to have a sugar free energy drink while smoking or it 'doesn't hit the same'. that or an iced vanilla mocha.

- cannot stop kissing you while high. he says you become a magnet and he can't stop, not that you mind.