character: kaminari denki
pronouns used: he/him/his
genre: fluff to HEAVY angst
triggers: self-degrading, depressive episodes, bodily harm, insinuated suicide, obsessive behavior, sexual topics implied,
synopsis: the reader records everything of him and kaminari so he could look back at it in the future
side note: this was a vent chapter. please be kind.self harm/suicide is not the answer. there's people to call if you need help. life is worth living, even if it doesn't feel like it now.
(988) – Suicide & Crisis Lifeline
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the camera shuffled before showing a boy with a blond with a black lightning bolt on his hair. "my boyfriend. this is my boyfriend. just in case i get dementia, i'll need this."
"what? you could never forget such a beautiful face, (m/n)!"
said boy hummed. "i guess you're right. huh, who know my cutie boyfriend was smart too!?"
"what–!?"
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"first date!! look at what i'm wearing, future me," he turned the camera towards a full-body mirror, showing off his outfit. "i also put on that body spray i thought he liked... hopefully he'll give me head tonight.."
he stared at himself in the mirror silently for a moment. "oh! i also got him chocolate, and they have crickets in them. he's totally gonna freak out." (m/n) snickered evilly.
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the camera showed the two sitting in the car. (m/n) had a small bruise on his cheek.
"i'm sorry—"
"a fucking cricket."
(m/n) choked back a laugh. "yeah-"
the blond suddenly grabbed his boyfriend holding him back as he shoved a chocolate cricket in his mouth. "eat it and suffer, you bitch!"
"denkiii!! stop!" his yells were muffled and the two shuffled around the car, making the phone fall and the screen go black.
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"let's watch a live denki kaminari come out of his habitat.." (m/n) mumbled from behind the camera. it was pointing at an open area, assumbly in a living room/kitchen area.
soon, footsteps were heard and denki came on screen. the blond didn't notice his boyfriend filming. he groggily walked towards the fridge, somehow stubbing his toes against the chair.
"oh my fucking fuckity fuck– AHHH!" (m/n) flinched from the sudden shout, muffling his laughter as he tried steadying the camera once more.
his blond boyfriend stumbled, now hitting his hip against the corner of the table. "i–" and he fell. he just let himself fall to the floor, letting out cries of pain.
(m/n) quickly rushed to him, the camera facing the ceiling as he aided his boyfriend. "are you okay..?" he tried his hardest not to laugh.
"everything hurts, (m/n)..." he whined, his face against the floor. "pick me up, i'm too injured to stand."
"oh c'mon, you only bumped into a few things."
"wha–" he suddenly noticed the phone besides them, looking into the camera. "NO WAY YOU WERE JUST—"
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"it's been a little bit since i've recorded," (m/n) laughed lightly. it was a tad dark in the room, but the screen of his phone it his face up well enough. "exam week has been rough on me and denki. but, we passed! surprisingly, for denks... first year down, two more to go."
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