TITLE : RANDOM BAKUGO BOYFRIEND TEXTS

bullying katsuki cuz he’s so fun to tease

now, don’t get me wrong, kit kat lays down pipe like a super mario bro, but that’s doesn’t mean he should get cocky! sometimes he needs to be reminded that he’s obsessed with you and needs you more than air 💞

Ok, so maybe you don’t have as much experience as katsuki, (like none at all, he was ur first) but you’re pretty sure he’s great, and you’re pretty confident you’re ok too. At least that’s what he tells you, and you’ve elected to believe him.

the first few times were pretty awkward, still nice, but a bit clunky. after you get in the rhythm of things tho, you guys are at it like bunnies. it’s pretty clear that katsuki is good at what he does, you cum and you cum hard.

so when ur laying on his chest one day after getting your back blown out, you decide to be really annoying.

“sigh... you suck.”

“what?”

“That was like really bad”

“What the fuck are you talking about?”

“You have terrible dick game, i’m sorry i had to be the one to break it to you”

He furrows his eyebrows before he realises it’s a stupid joke. Rolling his eyes, he pulls you in closer, smushing ur boobs against his side even more.

“Be quiet”

“I’m just speaking my truth katsuki. You are abysmal.”

“Shut up. as if you didn’t just nut.”

You snort and hold him tighter. he’s so warm and cozy, you want to suck his dick sometime soon.

“silence, you don’t know anything about me. I could’ve been faking.”

he lets out a huff. He knows you’re only kidding, but he’s beginning to get defensive.

“i know- i know everything about you. stop being annoying.”

“Ok.”

You yawn and close your eyes. the room becomes nice and quiet, and the BUFFOON actually thinks you’re done. As soon as his eyes flutter closed, you strike.

“Worst dick i ever had,” you whisper, giggling as his eyes fly open and he looks down at you angrily.

“Bitch-! only dick you ever had, fucking virgin.”

You gasp in shock! how could he!

“katsuki!!! that’s mean!!”

“What-! You said worse to me!”

You press your face into his booby and he stares down at you incredulously, but with love also.

“It’s only funny when i do it because you know you’re good! i don’t know i’m good! You’re the cool one, you can’t bully me, that’s just bullying!”

He sighs, examining your little face pressed up against him. well, you’re a pain in the ass, but you’re worth it.

“I only said it cuz you were getting on my nerves,” he says softly, as if you could never get on his nerves really. he places his hand on your head, providing a calming weightiness.

“mm.” you actually look like you might drift off now, and he smiles to himself, a smile that he would never let anyone else see.

“You know... you know i think that you’re amazing right?” you can feel him speak, feel the vibration from his chest. it soothes you.

“yeah.”

“yeah”

“best you ever had?”

“don’t push your luck”

katsuki snorts as you give his abdomen a light thump

“hey! who is it then! go on i can take it!”

“I’m joking babe, of course it’s you.”

He leans down and kisses you on the forehead, which pleases you, but does little to appease you.

“No no, who is it? i’m listening! don’t spare my feelings now!”

that’s when you hear his ugly little gremlin laugh, a laugh he only lets out when he’s with you.

Your frown fades away and you refocus on squeezing him as right as you can.

“why are you so mean to me?”

“Why am i-?!” he pauses, sighs, and lets it go, “i don’t know. i love you.”

“I love you a lot less.”

“mhm”

...

“you know i don’t mean that right?”

“go to sleep y/n”

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“I painted my nails.”

Midoriya turned from his spot by his desk, homework worksheets scattered everywhere in attempt fit in some studying for tomorrows quiz.

“Really?”

You hummed in response handing your hands behind your back. “Can you guess the color Hero?”

A red hue of a blush quickly spread across his face at the affectionate nickname.

“Pink?” He guessed.

A smug smiled bloomed a crossed your face. “Nope, guess again.”

He pondered, the boy had a guess in mind but didn’t want to come out and guess it right away.

“Orange.”

You started rocking back on fourth on the balls of your feet.

“Want a clue?”

Midoriya nodded.

“It’s a color that reminds me of you.”

Ok, so he definitely knew the answer, making his heart beat rapidly.

“Green?” He muttered shyly.

You beamed at the answer, taking your hands out from behind your back and proudly showing your deep green nails.

Midoriya’s lips parted in amazement, your nails looked amazing in the color he could tell it took you time to make sure the polish was applied smoothly. The thought behind the color you chosen made him emotional also.

“It looks amazing baby.” He complimented, taking your smaller hand in his and kissing the palm.

You chuckled and gestured for him to make room to sit.

Midoriya pushed his chair away from his desk and as you sat in his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“So that everywhere I go, I have a piece of you with me.”

Before you could do anything else, your boyfriends water ducts of tears started to fill the room.

just…. hear me out (brainrot pt. 1)

Bakugou can usually control his more… mature…. emotions very well (he’s a nice boy :)). But here you are sitting on his lap, ankles locked at his back, giving him featherlight innocent kisses to his jaw and neck. And this man doesn’t know how to act. The actions your doing may seem insignificant and you wouldn’t expect it to get a rise out of him; However what you don’t realize is these aren’t just any ol kisses, their yours.

And while yes he normally has control over his body, right now he is a blushing mess just trying to make it by. Once you snuggle your head into the crook of his neck he finally takes a breath. Hearing the shaky sigh he emitted, you look up with concern. Bakugous eyes squeezed right, and once he finally opens them, he looks anywhere but you. Did you do something wrong? God no, that couldn’t be further from the truth. You were doing everything right he is just trying to behave smh. But of course you being the sweetheart you are, take it as him being uncomfortable.

“oh gosh i’m so sorry, suki… didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable…” you say in a small voice, searching his face for any signs of anger. Deciding that moving was best, you try to make your way to get up when his hands grab at your thighs to stop you. You give him your signature doe eyed head tilt in confusion, forcing him to explain himself.

“No, ya didn’t do anything wrong, baby. Honest. Just… give me a few minutes.” You notice the way his eyes wander down to where you sit hoping you would put two and two together.

He sees the lightbulb click in your head and now your the blushing mess.

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Y/N: I got a Christmas card from Bakugo.

Midoriya: How do you know it’s from Bakugo?

Y/N: Well, the card says “Y/N, you don’t suck. Merry Christmas or whatever.”

Kirishima: Hey, I got a card like that too!

Midoriya: Why didn’t I get a card from him.

Bakugo: BECAUSE I DON’T LIKE ANYONE HERE, ESPECIALLY YOU, YA DAMN NERD!

Y/N and Kirishima:

Bakugo: APART FROM THOSE TWO I HATE THEM SLIGHTLY LESS THEN EVERYONE ELSE!

Would you write a Bakugou Katsuki fluff where he unapologetically expresses his awe for his crush's skills in front of their whole class when Aiwaza asks them to guess who did best in some training?

I’m sorry for taking so long. I’ve been quite busy and didn’t have much time to write, but I hope you enjoy this drabble <3

Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x genderneutral!reader

Warnings: Fluff, language, Bakugou’s insults

“Alright, class! Training is over, you all did a good job,” Eraserhead calls gruffly, gaining the attention of his students who are trying to catch their breaths after competing against each other for the past hours. Your shirt is drenched and sticks uncomfortably to your body, dirt clings to your skin and sweat glistens on your forehead as you whip your head around to listen to your teacher speak while your classmates slowly gather in front of him.

“I have been watching you very closely and while everyone has improved in both strength and skill, there was one student who exceeded you all,” he explains matter-of-factly, tired eyes moving to each of your friends exhausted faces to watch their reaction before he continues to speak. “What do you think? Who was the best today?”

Hushed whispers follow his question, assumptions thrown around as your classmates share their thoughts among themselves. 

“Izuku did well today,” Ochako muses beside you, one finger pensively tapping against her chin and your friends nod in agreement. A few feet away, the boy blushes at her statement, scarred hands coming up to scratch at the back of his neck as he begins to ramble and stumble over his own words in embarrassment. While that odd habit of his was rather strange at the beginning of the school year, your class has quickly grown accustomed to his nervous manners and learned to pay attention to your teacher without getting distracted.

Momo clears her throat and raises a hand, ever the perfect student, only speaking up once Mr. Aizawa gives her an approving nod. “I think Todoroki was the best today. His quirk is strong and his fighting abilities got better during our last training session, so it has to be—"

“Shut up!” A familiar voice growls behind you. Strong arms push your classmates aside to get to the front and then you find none other than Bakugou standing to your left, a snarl pulling at the corners of his mouth and annoyance darkening his glare. There’s a small cut on his cheek, a minor injury he got during the lesson and you fight the urge to sweep your thumb over his skin and wipe some of his dried blood. Instead, you step aside to give him more space before he snaps at you for being so close. “Stupid Deku wasn’t the best and neither was Icyhot.”

His eyes meet yours. For a second, you believe you catch the tips of his ears tinge red under your gaze, but his next words leave you too stunned to think about it any longer. “It was Y/N.”

Your friends are rendered speechless. Somehow, even Aizawa seems dumbfounded, staring blankly at his student, seemingly uncertain if he’s still awake or if he has fallen asleep during the lesson and started dreaming again.

“What?! Don’t look at me like that,” Bakugou barks after another moment of disbelieving silence, though his features soften ever so slightly when he glances at you. “C'mon! It's obvious, idiots. Since the sports festival, Y/N has been pushing their quirk to the max and trained harder than most of you to get stronger. Their combat techniques and tactics are impressive and they outsmarted me several times during our fight because I was—"

He hesitates. You can see the conflict behind his eyes, the reluctance to admit his mistakes and possibly deem himself weak in front of the entire class. Honestly, he's done more than you ever expected of him, so it's only fair if you help him out of this uncomfortable situation. Just as you open your mouth to come to his aid and turn the attention away from him, he gets a hold of himself.

"Because I was too focused on causing damage to win. I made some strategic mistakes which they used to their advantage and that helped them gain the upper hand," Katsuki finishes and looks away, making sure that no one detects the blush that creeps up his neck and flushes his cheeks. Then, as if his actions haven't already shocked you enough, he gives you a pat on the shoulder followed by a scoff. "It was a close call though. I'm not that stupid, dumbass."

"What the fuck was that?" Denki quips in a hushed voice. He snickers quietly and yelps when Jirou jabs her elbow between his ribs, but you couldn't have said it any better — it's unbelievable and downright absurd to hear Bakugou praise someone else, instead of talking about himself and claiming that he's the best. Yet, it happened and you don't know how to react.

"Right," Aizawa clears his throat, giving you no chance to think of a proper way to express your gratitude for Katsuki's compliments. Though it doesn't appear as if he wanted to hear a 'thanks' because the second your teacher ends the training lesson, still bewildered, he already speeds off to the locker room, wordlessly leaving you and your classmates behind.

Hey sweetie

Hope u are having a great day!

May I request a bakugou x reader?

Bakugou hearing his girlfriend’s voice for the first time , she never sings in front of anyone and so he is shocked how angelic her voice is and how beautifully she plays the piano? And could u make it a UA au please?

Kinda like the jirou scene

—‧₊˚ Singing in the Sunlight ㅣBakugou Katsuki x Reader

It's been forever since I posted some actual writing - I hope I didn't get too rusty, and that you can enjoy this <3

Thank you sm for requesting this ฅ́˘ฅ̀

Warnings︙Gender-neutral reader, sfw

Character ︙ Bakugou Katsuki - BNHA

As your fingers trace the key of your piano, your gentle humming turns into some quiet and hushed whispers. The sun casts shadows between the black and white, and your hands dance in her rays as you play one melody after another. You find yourself swept away through your own music, your foot leaning back and forth on the pedals at the bottom, beautifully filling out the room. In a blissful exhale, you begin to sing, the warmth of the sun tracing your features as you match your tone to the gentle gestures of your fingertips.

As the tones entice your voice out of hiding, your shoulders feel much lighter, your ears blooming with harmonies. It all happens so naturally, like a spring breeze from your window, that you don't notice the second presence in the room. Those hushed whispers become more confident and bright, singing along with the strings of your piano. Slow petals open up to the summer as they shine vibrantly.

Katsuki Bakugou would say he knew you inside and out. It took him a while, but your gestures and quirks are all familiar to him now, and he's fallen in love with every movement and noise. He was sure of what they meant as the sun is sure to melt the snow after a long winter.

But this was all new to him.

He's heard the steady tapping of the piano keys before, and he's seen you sitting so blissfully in front of it, lost in your own tunes. He'd blushed whenever you caught him staring, and softly smiled to himself when you played a song you'd been working on, seeing how proud you were of your own efforts. He'd witnessed your own gardening and fruit-bearing himself.

That wasn't what had him frozen, stuck in place.

Your voice lingered in his throat like honey, angels kissing his ears and filling his mind. The sweet nectar of your sensuality and artform drowses and fills his heart. The light framing you so serenely, your sweet singing filling the room-

Katsuki Bakugou felt as if he were seeing you for the first time.

He was speechless as he watched you lose yourself in your element, utterly enamored with the image before him.

𝐀 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐓𝐨 𝐃&𝐃 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠

A funny/fluffy little story for today. I hope you enjoy it! - Love, Kiki ♡

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 | Eddie Munson x female reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 | While you’ve been cancelling dates to secretly learn D&D and surprise Eddie, the worried little voice in Eddie’s mind starts coming up with its very own reasons for why you might be avoiding him. It’s a good thing that not all misunderstandings end in disaster. Based on this request: reader is trying to learn d&d stuff to suprise eddie but she has to cancel a bunch to do it and eddie is scared that she found someone better with a happy ending

𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 | fluff, humor, angst if you squint but with a happy ending

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 | 2.7k

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 |  fluff, humor, angst if you squint but with a happy ending. Not beta read.

𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐄𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭.  

𝐀𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝!♡

“Psst! Henderson!”

“HOLY SHIT!”, Dustin’s startled yelp rang through the quietness of the Hawkins library, followed by the dull thudding noise as the books he’d been holding were falling to the floor when he jumped a step backwards, and your own pained gasp as one of the books landed on your little toe with astounding precision.

“What is wrong with you?!”, Dustin half-gaped, half-hissed as both of you stared at each other like two deer in the headlights, and you leaned against the nearest shelf as you waited for the pain in your foot to subside.

“At least I’m not throwing books at people.”

“Then you should stop sneaking up on people.”

“I wasn’t sneaking,” you quipped, meeting the librarian’s annoyed gaze with an apologetic little smile of your own above Dustin’s shoulder, “I was lurking.”

“I thought you were the Demogorgon.”

“Gee, thanks,” you deadpanned. “Anyway, I need your help.”

“I was wondering whether you’d ask, to be honest. I don’t think I’d be the best tutor but for senior class math, but my skills should suffice.”

“I – what?”

“Math. You were talking about math tutoring, weren’t you? I mean, you’ll graduate in a few weeks and Eddie said you were failing miserably.”

“Did he, now. Wow. That’s rich coming from the guy who copies my homework.”

“That’s what I said, too,” Dustin grinned.

“But no. Not math. I need you to teach me D&D.”

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Bakugou: FIGHT ME, YOU NERD ASS!

Deku: At least try to sound slightly more sophisticated when you threaten someone

Bakugou: Oh, I'm sorry. I should ask; dost thou want to engage in a duel, my good bitch?

Deku: Somehow that's worse

Bakugou trying to make you jealous but failing miserably😍💪✨

Bakugou grumbled, it was too early in the morning for this shit.

He looked over at you, peacefully sleeping with your lips slightly parted, your arm draped around his chest. He smirked, rubbing his calloused thumb over your lips before leaning over and kissing you.

“Love you babe,” he whispered, planting a kiss to your forehead before getting off the bed.

Today he would be having photo shoots with other pro heroes for the advertisement of the upcoming Hero Gala. Yesterday you were the one to go have multiple photo shoots, not only for the Hero Gala but also for the cover of the new Vogue magazine. Which included men, lots and lots of some of the best heroes from all around the world. Unfortunately for Bakugou, your hero costume was revealing, and with all those men clinging onto you in the photos, it made him… well, jealous.

So by the time you got home Bakugou was sulking and pouting and grumbling, something that had been happening quite often these days, so you knew, from experience, he was jealous. And the only solution to fix it, is fucking him. Reminding him that you’re his and he’s yours, while fucking him till he starts seeing stars. He wasn’t complicated, all it took to get him back to his cocky arrogant self was a few praises here, a couple touches there, and he’d be back to normal.

But Bakugou still wanted revenge, so like his bastardoues self, he made a plan to let as many girls and guys cling to him as possible during the photo shoot. You both knew the photographer personally so he always sent you and Bakugou the results for the pictures. And just for good measure, he made sure his cleavage was lower than necessary, as embarrassing as it was to do.

He didn’t even need to adjust his hero costume to have all the girls all over him, but he did anyways which resulted to probably the most scandalous photos out there if the media knew you and him were engaged. The final results went like this: the 15 top heroes of Japan all gathered together, standing around Bakugou as he was seated in the middle, a girl seated on his lower thigh/knee, his hand on her waist, and another girl behind him, resting her chin on his shoulder while further extenuating her cleavage.

But as much as Bakugou hated to admit it, it didn’t feel… good? Instead of those two girls he wanted you sitting on his thigh, he wanted to be touching your waist.

It was around 5 p.m. when the photographer sent you the photos, you stared at them for a long while with a smirk on your face. You knew what he was trying to do, you knew he was trying to make you jealous, you weren’t dumb. And you knew exactly how to counterattack.

You knew the thing Bakugou hated, absolutely hated most, was when he was trying to get your attention and you would ignore him. He absolutely hated it. So that’s exactly what you planned to do. You knew he was most likely expecting this: you immediately clinging to him and whining as to why those girls were so close to him. So you were going to do the opposite.

When Bakugou got home, opening the door, him expecting you to run up to him and hug him and not let go, and you didn’t, he knew something was up.

Instead you greeted him the way you greeted him everyday, “Hi babe,” you casually greeted, pressing a kiss to his cheek before walking back into the kitchen. Bakugou, stilled, did you not see the photos?

He walked into the kitchen, sitting down on a stool while watching you cook.

“How’d the photo shoot go?” You asked while stirring the pan of stir fry you made.

“It went good, really good actually,” he tried to emphasize, you smiled while turning around to face him, running your hands under the water of the sink, “That’s good,” you chided before turning around again and turning off the stove. You served yourself and Bakugou while feeling Bakugou staring daggers at you. You placed the bowl in front of him, “I could’ve got it myself..” he muttered but regardless started eating. You got chopsticks for yourself before standing beside Bakugou.

“I’m gonna be in my office, I have some work to do,” you informed after kissing his forehead, he frowned before looking away. “Fine. Whatever.” He grumbled, you tried your hardest not to laugh at him while you walked into your office.

After about fifteen minutes of answering applicant papers Bakugou quietly opened the door, coming into your office.

“Yes?” You asked, keeping your eyes fixated to the computer screen.

“Nothing, just wanted to be with you.” He honestly spoke, sitting down on the small but comfortable couch in the office, your back was facing him as he fidgeted with his fingers. You hummed in acknowledgment, continuing to work, this went on for about ten minutes before Bakugou decided he couldn’t take this anymore.

“Babe..” he softly tried to get your attention whilst walking up to you, you hummed in question while he turned your chair around to face him.

“I.. I wanna spend some time with you..” he quietly spoke, your heart strings tugged at him. “Just a couple more minutes baby,” you replied with a bland expression, the way he frowned and he did his goddamn puppy dog eyes made you just want to take him in your arms and start kissing him and telling him that he’s perfect. But you had more self control than that. He softly groaned, gripping onto the side of your chair, “Pleaseee,” he begged, his ruby eyes glistening.

You gently pushed him away, “I said just a couple more minutes, wait.” You sternly replied, he looked at you with sad eyes before softly nodding and walking out of your office. Your heart dropped, was he that desperate for your attention? He looked so sad when you scolded him. You decided to finish the last paper before going to make sure he was okay.

You opened the door to your guy’s shared bedroom, seeing Bakugou laying on the bed with his back to you.

“Hey.. babe… I’m sorry I didn’t mean to scold you,” you apologized, getting on your side of the bed and scooting closer to him. He stayed quiet, covering his face with the blanket. You frowned, gently grasping his shoulder and pulling him to face you, you were shocked to see his eyes red and teary, his tear stained cheeks making your heart throb.

“Aw baby… I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you cry..” you tried to calm him down, he sniffed, “I was trying to get your attention and you ignored me!” He yelled, the tears quickly spilling onto his cheeks, you stilled, you didn’t know ignoring him could make him this sad. You picked him up by his arms, setting him on your lap, you wrapped your arms around his waist while he tightly grasped your shirt, crying into your neck. “Babe I’m sorry, I.. I didn’t know you would be this upset by it,” you apologized, rubbing his bare hips with your hands, he softly cried.

“I’m sorry sweetie, I’m sorry..” you whispered, pressing kisses to the top of his head. He whined, rubbing his cheek against your neck. “I’m sorry baby, I love you so much,” you repeated, you felt so bad now seeing him crying, you made a mental note that whenever Bakugou was trying to make you jealous to just go along with it.

After a while the crying stopped, quiet sniffles coming from him. “Don’t do that again you idiot..”