Katsuki just left, and your phone is already ringing with his contact.
You know what this is about. You smile and click the phone to answer, pinning the device between your shoulder and your ear. “Yes, baby?”
“You think you’re so fucking cute, don’t you?”
You giggle briefly before clearing your throat to gain some composure, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Don’t play that shit card with me,” he snarls, but his voice holds no venom. Truly a bark with no bite. You continue to spread the jelly on your toast, waiting for him to finish his rant. “I don’t even have to open it to see the chaos you’ve caused. Is this why you wanted to take the car yesterday? Alone? Fucking brat.”
You stifle a giggle and you hear him try to fight his own laughter. “And fucking Hello Kitty? Really?”
Covering his dashboard in stickers wasn’t something you’d planned on doing, but when TikTok inspiration strikes, who would you be to not answer the call?
You’d covered everything: the dash board, the side panels, the steering wheel, the stick shift, center console, everywhere within his driver and passenger seat is covered in stickers of assorted Sanrio characters.
You pout, “it’s not just hello kitty, there’s some Kuromi’s in there for you.”
“How. Generous.” You laugh at his expense, and he lets you, but he doesn’t fool you for a second- he’s hiding his laugh. “So, you gonna come take these shits off?”
“No.”
“HAA?!”
“No!” You repeat. “Because what if you pick up your side pieces in your big expensive car and kiss them? Hmm? They won’t kiss you if they know you have a pretty, perfect, amazing pookie wookie bear at home.”
“My pookie wookie bear is going to get suffocated with a pillow,” he growls. “Now come take care of this!”
“No,” you sing. “I’m sure you’ll figure it out.”
“Swear to god-“
“Bye babyyyy!”
“Don’t you fucking-“
You’re quick to hang up the phone, giggling and going back to your toast with a satisfied smile spread on your cheeks, and you-
Immediately, you hear footsteps coming up the stairs of your home. Panic grips your heart as your eyes flick to the doorway of the kitchen.
The front door opens. He’s running.
“You’re so fucking dead.”
You scream.
The payback for sticker-ing his car might’ve been intense, full of tickling fingers and bites and threats turning into promises of payback.
But it was worth the new memory with your man.
— make sure u have a twt acc before opening the links!
𝜗𝜚 he likes to eat his girl while fingering her, a hungry boy…
𝜗𝜚 he has no idea how big he is
𝜗𝜚 all he wants is to give pleasure to his lover, so sweet
𝜗𝜚 he loves your titties <3
𝜗𝜚 he will let you use him
NAGI seishiro, reo mikage, bachira meguru, CHOSO kamo, yuji itadori, yuta okkotsu, inumaki toge, SHOTO todoroki, tamaki amajiki, midoriya izuku, ARMIN arlert, connie springer, CHIFUYU matsuno, kazutora hanemiya, takemichi hanagaki + your favs.
𝜗𝜚 you and your damn skirts will one day hurt your ability to walk.
𝜗𝜚 he had a bad day, so…
𝜗𝜚 “i’ll just take care of you, okay?”
𝜗𝜚 he loves the way your hips collide with his cock
𝜗𝜚 sometimes he just focuses on you and your adorable lips
ISAGI yoichi, chigiri hyoma, kunigami rensuke, SUGURU geto, megumi fushiguro, nanami kento, takuma ino, AIZAWA shouta, denki kaminari, kirishima eijiro, LEVI ackerman, reiner braun, porco galliard, MANJIRO sano, shinichiro sano, mitsuya takashi + your favs.
𝜗𝜚 he promised to be more gentle this time, lying bastard!
𝜗𝜚 he can make you cum in seconds <3
𝜗𝜚 will you be a “good girl” ?
𝜗𝜚 “are you going to be a shy girl and hide your little noises from me, hmm?”
𝜗𝜚 he is a total eater, trust me.
SAE itoshi, rin itoshi, shido ryusei, eita otoya, TOJI zenin, ryomen sukuna, gojo satoru, BAKUGOU katsuki, touya todoroki, keigo takami, EREN yeager, jean kirstein, IZANA kurokawa, baji keisuke, haruchiyo sanzu, ken ryuguji + your favs.
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CAT FACTS ᯓᡣ𐭩.ᐟ; ft rin itoshi
in an attempt to get back at your evil ex boyfriend, you settle on sending ominous, but harmless cat facts to his number. maybe you should've double checked the digits you typed in though... whoopies!
cw, rin itoshi x gn!reader , college/uni au , fluff/silly , kira is ex bf
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i miss his annoying ass
“how much longer is this gonna fuckin take?”
your boyfriend katsuki grumbles, his gaze longing on his hand. your fingers gently hold his, the brush on your hand carefully painting strokes of crimson on his nail.
“if you want a pretty design, then a while.”
he sighs and turns his head, feeling the brush swirling around his nail bed. you hum some random tune as you pick up another brush, dipped in acetone, and carefully swiping it around his cuticle.
“the hell are you doing?”
“cleaning up the design, unless you want contact dermatitis” you smile, “wouldn’t want my favorite customer to get hurt.”
“why are you suddenly doing nails anyway?”
“oh, y’know, to buy the ninja swirl, seen it on tiktok a few times.”
that’s a lie. you started doing nails in order to save up for your boyfriend’s birthday present, which was a custom license plate for his porsche. nonetheless, you think a ninja swirl would benefit you and katsuki. you set down the brush and drive his hand towards the lamp. a minute later, you retrieve it to show your boyfriend the final result.
red, orange and green decorate the explosion doodles on his nails, and you can’t help but smirk. “guess your nails are explosive, huh?”
“yeah after that joke i ain’t payin ya one penny.”
pairing: bakugou katsuki x reader
scenario: he wants that cookie so effing bad but reader is oblivious to it all.
clueless.
you were damn clueless about what you were so sure you wanted.
look. bakugou didn’t mean to overhear unlike other times (ehem the sports festival) but you weren’t really being quite about it. often complaining to the other girls about how you’re looking for a boyfriend, how you want someone to be there for you yet no one seems interested.
mina in particular would glance over where he sat, laughing at your obliviousness. pointing out your blindness to the fact that someone IS interested but you waved it off like a fool as if he doesn’t cook your favorite food each time when he’s assigned dinner duty, as if he doesn’t walk by the road so you’re on the safer side, as if he doesn’t let you ramble whatever it is you wanted to talk about listening genuinely and how if it were anyone else he’d walk away without a second thought. yet you can’t see all the lengths he’s going through just to show you how capable he is to fulfill that role.
it’s getting to the point where he thinks you don’t like him specifically because how can you not get it? are you avoiding him by pretending not to know on purpose to lightly let him down?
fuck, he even talked about his situation with his self proclaimed friends and they all told him to just fess up to you but damn it do you make him feel like a fool himself.
“dude why don’t you ask her yourself?” sero genuinely asked, wondering why his strong headed friend who doesn’t hesitate in the face of danger become so suddenly hesitant when it came to you.
“yeah! be a manly man and just do it.” the red headed boy spoke all fired up, patting the unshaken boy on the back whose face never seemed to cease from its frown.
“what? don’t tell me you’re scared kacchan?” kaminari teased and for what’s probably the hundredth time he got blown up by bakugou’s quirk, again, he really never learns his lesson.
so when the end of the year party eventually comes up you find yourself cornered by the explosive boy. dragged firmly away from the crowd of your peers, looking at you with angered brows and an upset pout. you supposed he tried to look indifferent and unaffected but he looked like anything but.
“what’s up bakugou?” you asked smiling up at his sharp expression.
“you’re blind as fuck.”
“what the— not even a hello???” you asked incredulously at his unprompted comment.
“shit. okay wait, let me think. you are unaware of things you should be aware of.”
…blink…..blink...blink
“is this about the homework I totally failed? I told you not to bring it up bakubro—“
“no and don’t call me that!” he shouted, popping a red vein.
“why??!”
“because I don’t want to be your ‘bro’”
“what. you don’t want to be friends anymore?” you wobbly asked, eyes watering like that one emoji you always fucking send him. for instance,
messages
you: can you help me prepare for the test plz
katkat: where
you: wait actually I just remembered you and kiri were gonna study together
katkat: we’re not
you: I heard you two plan it after class?
katkat: he planned it
you: can you ask kiri if I could join then 🥹
katkat: no because I’m coming to your room, get your shit ready.
you: so no kirishima? (➤)
you: so (➤)
you: kk pal!
katkat: don’t call me that.
messages
katkat: mina saw you.
katkat: said you looked upset or something.
you: no I’m fine!!!
you: totally not crying over being stood up or whatever. 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹
katkat: that business class hataro shitsuko was a loser anyway.
you: it’s shizuku lol
katkat: just come over.
you: wait how did you know who (➤)
you: wait (➤)
you: wa (➤)
you: okay bae
messages
katkat <3: I’m not getting you that mochi
you: please I want you
katkat <3: what?
you: to get it for me PLEASSSEEEE 🥹 🥹
katkat <3: …
katkat <3: fine.
you: yayyyyyyyy
you: I want a specific flavor though.
katkat <3: I know what it is dumbass, I’ll see you later.
you: can you look for (➤)
you: THANK YOU!!
and many more but none of that ever clicked in your mind and so here you two were.
“no I want to be more than that.” he spoke seriously, red eyes set firmly on yours.
“don’t tell me….” you looked to the side shedding a tear as you leaned behind the wall further.
finally you understood.
“you want to be best fri—“
“FUCK NO! WE’RE NOT DOING THAT SHIT SO I’M JUST GONNA SAY IT.” he exasperatedly yelled, grabbing both your shoulders. breathing in once and out he spoke loud and clear, the feelings he held close and dear.
“I WANT YOU, YOU DAMN IDIOT! LET ME BE YOUR BOYFRIEND!!!”
“what?” you stared at him all startled and wide eyed as your mouth pulled downwards and eyes squinted to tears as you began to cry.
“what the— why are you crying!? do you hate me that bad?” bakugou asked hiding his hurt by wiping your tears away with his thumb as he gently held your face.
“no I want you too!!!! I just never thought you felt that way about me.” you whined planting your face in his chest.
“yeah no shit.”
“what?” you asked, slightly pulling away.
“nothing.” he answered shoving your face back in his body with one hand, relived that you actually felt the same way all this time.
inspo: “don't be scared to come put your trust in me can't you see all I really want to be is your boyfriend.” — Big Time Rush
©windyremedy
i finished mha and been brainrotting a bit evidently
Bakugou loves when you hold onto his biceps. It’s so intimate, even when it’s not sexually.
He used to HATE the winter but when he realized you had a higher tendency to cling onto him and squeeze his bicep so tight he began to grow fond of the season.
Or when you two would go out for hero awards and while walking on the red carpet you’d happily hold onto him and have the biggest smile. Proud of both of you for making it so far and being so lucky.
God what you do to him.
But his favorite thing by far… is when you’re crying and you just let him wrap you up. Letting his arms cage you in and now it’s just the comfort of reminding you that while he may be strong, for you, he knows how to be gentle. 🧡
“What do you want for your birthday.”
“Nothing.”
“What kinda cake?”
“None.”
“Well besides my ass, which would be chocolate flavor—-“
“Are you finished?!”
That’s exactly how your conversation with your husband Katsuki went for the past 4 weeks.
Every year you get him something he always wants, last year was a new tool for his gauntlets, years before that was the autographed card from All Might, but this is your first year as a husband and wife and you really wanna do something EXTRA special.
But you’ve ran out of ideas.
And unfortunately you’ve ran out of time.
You were on a business trip for a week before his birthday and while you were in the states you managed to buy him new clothes, a hand written letter, a few American snacks he always wanted to try, and even some jewelry, but…it still didn’t seem enough.
Bakugo was actually the perfect husband, he allowed you the option to be a SAMW even if you are a hero too, he’s grown so emotionally intelligent for you, he listens, he cares, you just want to give him a birthday he deserves.
And you know he’d be grateful regardless, he always is. Which is why he always tells you he doesn’t want anything.
You get off the plane early to surprise him. Knowing he’d be off work by now, you told him to call off, but you knew he wouldn’t listen. Not even for his birthday, but luckily Kiri was on your side and insisted he headed home early and take a break for a couple days.
He honestly didn’t want to. He needed a distraction from you being gone. You just told him you’d probably won’t be in by tomorrow morning which means you’ll be missing his birthday. His voice sounded crushed behind his passive aggressive insults on the phone. You nearly told him it was a lie, but you needed your plan to go accordingly.
When you take the uber back to his penthouse, you arrive inside and it was quiet and dark. Hopefully he wasn’t home yet.
You drop your luggage to place all his gifts on the table and blow up a few balloons, and place his card right for him to see when he opens his door.
But he didn’t show up yet.
You waited
waited
wait waited.
But 45 minutes passed and he still wasn’t home.
You sigh, and text Kiri where he was and headed to take a quick shower,
25 minutes passed and you’re out to see he texted back,
“He went drinking w us (I TRIED TO SEND HIM HOME), but he’s headed back rn. i’m taking him.”
You roll your eyes until you hear the door open and the familiar voices of Bakugo cursing and kicking out his fellow friends.
“What—-?”
“Happy Birthday!”
You tip toe out the corner to see your flustered hubby holding his card, eyes widened from confusion to place it back down and rush over to you.
Man you missed his scent.
He was wearing an all black outfit with his gold chain with your wedding ring on it. You missed him so much.
“You said you were—“
“I know i know. I wanted to surprise you….you’re not mad are you—-!”
Picking you up from your ass he kisses you, practically swallowing your lips in the process, “H-hey I’m only wearing a robe here?!”
“Good. My present is easy to unwrap then.”
You playfully smack his chest before he smacks his lips with your agains, “THOSE are your presents….but…I wanted to give you something better..”
Bakugo furrowed his brows for a moment and rolled his eyes, placing you down he hugged you. He just needed to smell you, make sure you were really with him.
“You’re such a dumbass…”
“How? Because I wanted to give you the best present?”
“You did by being here you idiot.”
You looked at him a bit dumbfounded and he just scoffs at you before lifting you up over his shoulders and taking you both to the bedroom.
you really are dense, because if you really knew him you’d know you’re the only present he needed and wanted this year.
DABI AS A BOYFRIEND ✫
✫ incurably watches you sleep. you get used to waking up to it eventually. maybe.
✫ neck kisses all the time
✫ his communication skills are shit. you feel like a kindergarten teacher explaining to his expressionless face how to talk about our feelings
✫ he keeps a hand on your back or your shoulder or in your hair when you’re together, absently keeping track of you
✫ “you’re cute when you’re scared.”
✫ warm ass hands
✫ he definitely has a weird and scary thing for pain. “you want to touch the staples? yeah, you can touch them. you can rip them out of my face with your teeth if you like.”
✫ dabi doesn’t do nicknames. pet names are once in a blue moon.
✫ driest texter to walk the earth
✫ the self deprecating jokes are actually mad funny. sir please stop calling yourself crispy
✫ gets very um. creative about degradation.
✫ it’s all “come get in the shower with me” and then you stick a toe in and the water is two degrees away from freezing to ice. sorry not all of us have fire inside okay
✫ he doesn’t like you cautious around his injuries, even treating/tending them: “stop being fucking gentle with me.”
you have no idea how aizawa has put up with you for this long.
“shota, baby, i need your help.”
you’ve practically got a master’s degree in bullshit, but even you’re struggling to keep it together with this one.
you’d just called him up on the phone with what’s probably one of the stupidest ideas you’ve ever had, and now you’re trying to keep your voice even.
“what is it, doll?”
you cover your mouth to keep from giggling and take a breath. “i’m in the kitchen right now and i can’t find the matterdaddy.”
“what?”
you cover the receiver and muffle a snort into the couch cushions. “i can’t find the matterdaddy, do you know where it is?”
“what the hell is the matterdaddy?”
he realizes as soon as it leaves his mouth and he heaves a great, disappointed sigh as you burst into raucous laughter.
“i don’t know, daddy, what’s the matter with you?”
he makes a noise of distaste. “you’re depraved.”
“and you’ve got ‘gullible’ written all over your forehead,” you giggle.
“i’m hanging up the phone now.”
“m’kay,” you hum, catching your breath. “have a good rest of your patrol. love you, mwah.”
he makes a low hum back. “i’ll try. love you too.”
“no kiss back?” you tease before he can hang up. he sighs loudly again, but you hear the soft smack of his lips on the other end as he pecks the receiver before the line goes silent.
dividers by @/saradika graphics — saw this reel n couldn’t stop giggling. may or may not be down bad 🤭