you’re bakugou’s training partner - a My Hero Academia playlist 

0:01- hot girl bummer (Blackbear) 3:08- daddy (PSY) 6:59- new face (PSY) 10:11- bakugo! (KVMIL) 12:42- hayloft (Mother Mother) 15:44- city of angles (24kGoldn) 17:37- oh no! (MARINA) 20:36- money machines (100 gecs) 22:31- Tia tamera (Doja cat) 26:01- confident (Demi Lovato) ✨Have a good day/night everybody✨

Song:" My daddy's got a gun, my daddy's got a gun" Me: Nuh, we all know Mitstuki's the one with the gun.

The fact that someone made an entire song just for Bakugo is fucking amazing.

Bakugo actually got it from his mommy 🤣

POV One of your favorite things to do is play music as you train. You’ve somehow gotten Bakugo on that train and it makes everything so much better. You decided to change up the playlist this time just for fun and was quickly met with a disapproving Bakugo. He got angrier and it made him go harder. But it also made you go harder out of enjoyment of the music and how powerful the music was. You also just always felt the need to match his energy exactly, every little detail of it. From how hard or fast he fights to the faces he makes. You match it all. Needless to say you both wrecked things up and were yelled at by Aizawa. Later that night you were relaxing in your room, wearing as little as possible but still covering up the important stuff. You had tons of bruises and now bandaged up cuts from training and anything touching the bruises hurt worse than the burn you got while cleaning the cuts. You kept your door unlocked in case anyone came over, Mina had stopped by to check on you not too long ago and you both agreed it was the best option. Not too much later you hear a knock, shouting that it’s unlocked and soon see Bakugo walk in. ‘Jesus, what happened to you?’ “Training.” ‘I did that?!’ “I mean kind of. It was a group effort.” You laughed it off with a shrug, watching his face contort with guilt. You carefully sat up, watching the regret get stronger when you wince. “It’s okay. I’m fine. Just bruised up with some cuts.” ‘Y/N you’re covered with either bandages or bruises. You really expect me to believe you’re okay?’ “I’ve been through worse and you know it. I’m fine, Bakugo.” He closed the door and sat down next to you on your bed. He sighed and laid down, taking you down with him and becoming a little spoon. “What are you doing?” ‘I’m sorry I did this to you.’ “B-“ ‘No. It’s my fault. I started going harder and you felt the need to match it. I know how you work, Y/N/N.’ You carefully turn around in his arms and stare into his eyes, an angry look on your face. “Bakugo, you’re treating me like I’m fragile. Stop it. Sure it hurts but I can handle it.” ‘I know you can. Doesn’t make me feel any less bad now does it. Just shut up and sleep.’ You go to talk but he pecks your lips, doing it a couple more times when you stutter to talk. ‘Shut up, Y/N/N. Sleep. Now.’ “You… You’re the devil, you know that?” ‘You remind me that every day, Y/N.’ “At this point, you’re my devil.” And just like that, you kiss him back before closing your eyes and snuggling into him. He stays still for a bit, completely star struck before grunting and laying his face on your head, giving you a little squeeze before you both fall asleep. *Bonus: just about everyone stopped by during the night and morning to check on you and definitely took pictures of you two.*

POV (blasty frustrates you, for more reasons than one...) You stumbled away from the wreckage, catching your ragged breath in the rawness of your throat. Dust hung suspended in the crisp, dry air, drifting across the hefty chunks of blue concrete blown from the training room floor. Through hooded eyes and a rough, bitten lip, you glared at the explosive boy across the room. Hunched over and panting heavily like a predatory animal, his hands were open and ready, sparking around his sweaty palms. The determination in his eyes shook something inside you. Holding your composure had become an internal struggle between self-preservation and desire; desire to put that volatile boy in his place. You could feel your heart pounding heavily inside your chest, throbbing in your shoulders and neck. Whether it was from the rush of fighting the untouchable menace of a boy, or the glimmer of sweat that decorated the sharp, angular plans of his flesh, you couldn’t tell. One thing was for certain: you’d never admit to growing sheepish from the latter. You wiped the grime from your cheek, ignoring the sharp sting of your lungs against the patter of your heart. “Look, I’m - “ You pause, watching Bakugo’s eyes find yours through the blonde spikes of hair plastered against his forehead. You huff a cool breath, holding back your sputtering anger and feelings of petty attraction in the curl of your fists. “I’m not going to let you win. I refuse to give you that sick satisfaction you seem to crave from beating others.” The composure within you shuddered as he unraveled from his chest, a small, terrifying smirk slanted across his lips. “Oh yeah? Good. Give me a fight worth my time! I wanna crush you knowing damn well that you gave it your all!” Rubbing his fingers in his palms with readiness, his expression darkened over his features. “…Then I’ll know - everyone will know where we stand. Me against you, lizard lips.” You feel his heated insult across the curves of your face, licking your lips subconsciously and cursing your quirk for your perpetually dry mouth. The building pressure, the image of being overpowered by the ruthless boy amidst the curious pairs of your classmate’s eyes overlooking your fight, it made your stomach churn with dread. You couldn’t let him have this; Bakugo didn’t deserve this win. That stupid, arrogant, obnoxious, brutal, gorgeous - absolute prick! With your teeth clenched in your jaw, you raced forward, filling your lungs with brisk air, ammunition against his fiery blasts. You breathed a cool, heavy flow of frost directed at his wrists, aiming to freeze over the source of his heat and strength. His cunning maneuvered him against your technique, finding the path of your breath and diving to the side in a charging burst. Hurdling towards you in light and flame, you gathered water in your hands from the surrounding atmosphere, forcing a wall of liquid space between you and Bakugo. As he charged through the force with those flames in his eyes, you knew this fight would be futile. Explosion and water, flame and frost, the former always overpowered the other. Even on the brink of defeat, amidst the water and ice that ran in your blood, your secret flame, the one that glowed and crackled for the boy, couldn’t let him steal your victory. Your passionate anger bubbled over. The unfamiliar heat of your breath forming an explosion of its own as it instantaneously boiled through the layers of liquid water. Eyes wide in shock, he stumbled backwards to the ground, washed away with the waves. Lunged over Bakugo with the same wild, breathless look that he carried before, your hands grasped tightly to the now frozen flesh of his wrists, temporarily disarmed of his explosions, prisoner to your frost. You stared into each other, like a warped reflection of the other. The heat of his lips mixed with the chill of your breath, bringing you to realize the physical closeness you shared, the intimacy of his attention. You heart gave you away, beating so heavily in your chest you feared he could recite its rhythm back to you. Something glimmered in his narrow, crimson eyes, his features softening as he tilted his chin ever so slightly towards you. A gesture so subtle, you questioned whether this was the same explosive boy you had been battling against moments ago. “Dumbass, how long were you gonna hide that specialty move from me?” Bakugo gruffed. Lost for words, you were uncertain yourself. “That, was the first time I’ve ever made an explosion,” You admit to him and yourself. That earlier bubbling feeling in your lungs and hands, it was somehow both foreign in feeling but natural in warmth. His eyes deepened in recognition. “I don’t like it when you extras steal my moves.” He narrows in on you again, his fingers curling into his palms. “I didn’t steal your move!” You spit in annoyance. “You’re just mad that you lost, you explosive idiot -“ Caught up in your passionate frustration, like a stealthy predator, Bakugo captured you off guard. His lips press into yours, attacking both the source of your power and your tender vulnerability. You lean into him, attracted to his heat like moth to flame. His kiss warmed the planes of ice between you, and you found yourself slowly sinking into his warm, ocean waters. You pulled away, breathless, lips and cheeks flush and warm. The softness of his brow hardened into something cool and cunning. Before you could react, he freed himself from your weakened grip, flipping you seamlessly on your front, and trapping you under his weight. “It looks like your dumb ass hasn’t figured it out yet,” He bites confidently above you. “But you’re the loser here. I won.” You felt the blonde press in closer to your body, his lips just grazed your ear. Your words got caught in the hitch of your breath. “Nice try, but I’m the one that’ll put you in your place, pink cheeks. Always.” He whispered sinfully into your skin, locking it into your heart like a promise. As the obnoxious, mouthy boy pulled away to join the other classmates bustling in shock and astonishment, against the hammering in your chest, you felt your inner flame flicker with a newfound heat and passion. ty for reading :) and ty for the playlist

pov: you're Bakugo's hot best friend

Alright! Time for a POV (Disclaimer, it’s wrote in the pov of the actual character y/n for the most of it, and in this, y/n has a quirk that can manipulate the performances of other quirks. They can use the quirks like their own or cause a back lash, imagine the details yourselves xx) “Ah!” Stumbling back, and shamefully tripping on my own feet and falling, I desperately tried to avoid flying debris and rubble. As I fell, not so gracefully, I hastily retreated behind a mash of pipes and metal. The fighting scenes UA placed us in always seemed to look like a fever dream. Random office building with no offices, ghost apartments. The mess of pipes. *No time to ponder about the fake city design, Y/N!* “Running with your tail between your legs, Extra?! You might as well just say I’m way better than you, weak-ass!” A gruff, exploding voice called out. That stupidly loud and obnoxious voice. It sparked a sort of feeling I couldn’t explain. It made me itch, and fidget in place. It seemed to start an unresolvable flame of pettiness deep within. A flame not so easily put out. *Damnit.* “Me? Hide? From your hideous face, perhaps!” In an act of retorsion, I spat out a random curse, while scouting out my current position. What could I do to best this pretentious, prideful, stuck up opponent of mine? A sudden explosion shook the ground, causing more rubble to soar through the air, a trail of smoke tailing after. Pebbles on the ground danced to the vibrations, bumping against one another slightly. Just like an explosion, an idea popped into my head suddenly. A risky, perilous plan with an unpredictable outcome. Was it worth the petty retaliation of annoying this self destructive delinquent? The prideful spark I, myself, owned was flickering in a way to say yes. The logical voice known as my subconscious? It wasn’t so easily convinced. Well, the worst that could happen is that I lose, right? Sucking in a lungful of chilled air, and giving myself a stinging slap across the face, I hurled myself forward, running in a zig zag pattern and jumping over debris like a horse over cross rails. Most definitely not as majestic, but heroes have to improvise. It’s harder to hit a moving target. It had become eerily quiet. I halted in my tracks, scanning the area. No explosions? No yelling. My short, shallow breaths echoed , the walls of the buildings returning the sound of my desperate panting to me. Wiping grime from my cheek with my sleeve, I made my way to the edge of a random building, pressing my back against the cold, rough brick. Not to reclaim my breath and let my seething lungs breath, to let my muscles relax and let go of the tension I had forced them to cling onto, however. *Where the hell is he?” Humming, not used to the sudden silence, I pondered on what this spiky haired boy was doing. He couldn’t of somehow ended up so far away I can’t hear him anymore, right? “Found you, Dumbass!” The same gruff voice bellowed, a dusty blonde boy lunging out in front of me, only just missing me with a meaningful hit by a few centimetres, a few centimetres too close for comfort. Instead, the wall I had flattened my body onto faced the critical hit. Jumping back, I held up a defensive stance. Shamefully, I cursed at myself for letting him creep up. I was was letting myself become distracted. I glanced around, settling on the boy in front of me. The infamous Bakugou Katsuki. His back, hunched over like a feral cat, his sweaty palms crackling, smoke emitting from them. His chest heaved up and down, the lungs inside no doubt screaming for oxygen, even with his mouth slightly agape, gulping down as much air as he let out. I took a step back, chuckling nervously. “Hiya, Kat, how’s it hanging?” I inquired, only to be met with a nasty snarl. “Don’t try and distract me, Extra. You’re dead meat.” Bakugou hissed unpleasantly, as if the words he spoke tasted as sour as they sounded. The snarl on his face twisted into a signature Cheshire grin. “I’ll go easy on ya if you beg hard enough.” The fair headed boy offered, stretching his arms above his head, like beating me would just be a warm up for the boy. No big deal at all. The gesture infuriated me as I let a distasteful look leak onto my expression. Sure, he was physically stronger than me, his quirk had a significant amount of more fire power, figuratively and literally, but I could outsmart him! Even if he was in the top three for the written exams, first in the practical entrance exams, and the sports festival that had ling been buried in the past. *Stop thinking! You’re giving yourself reasons to get annoyed with him, idiot.* “As nice as that sounds, I’m-“ A sharp pain interrupted my sentence as Bakugou landed a lower right punch, short and impactful, winding me completely with little to no problem. Clutching onto his wrist, I held on, despite my knees threatening to buckle, cursing under my breath. *Come on. I just need a few seconds.* As I struggled to keep composure, spluttering and coughing, Bakugou’s grinning face darkened as he grabbed my shirt, pulling me up to meet his volcanic gaze. I still had a tight grip of his wrist. “Just admit it, I’m way stronger than you. Even if you gave it your best shot, I’d still come out as number one.” The boy shook as he laughed menacingly, tauntingly, his ruby eyes glinting with an evil tint; that wide grin. Spread over his lips, a message to give up, he had won. Bakugou had won. Bakugou. He was always laser focused on beating every opponent that came his way, weak and strong. The boy didn’t waste time, and despised when his opposing halves didn’t try and break a sweat trying to break him down. Maybe that was why he was actually dragging this fight out in this moment. He wanted to force out any little worms of strength he suspected I had seeded and hidden away; our fighting styles would grind together, leaving an irritable tension in the air. He was bold, up front with his intention to beat you to a bloody, black and blue pulp. While me? A little more discreet and visibly more thought through. He hadn’t won yet, though, as much as Bakugou determined as such. He forgot a dire piece of information during all his boasting and taunts. Gripping his wrist even tighter, shooting daggers into his crimson eyes, looking back at the reflection of myself, I smirked. “Yeah. You are. Face to face, I could never hope to beat you. Which is why I’m grateful for your help, Katsuki.” Before Bakugou’s grin could even fizz away, my hands started to spark and pop, causing a chain reaction that ran circles around my palms, and danced it’s way into Bakugou’s palm that had me by the shirt. His hand retreated as uncontrollable explosion after uncontrollable explosion leapt from the boy’s hands. It were as if he were holding fireworks, spiralling out of his grasp at different speeds and direction. Before another though wriggled it’s way in, I spun my left leg, kicking the boy in his side, and then catching him in a last minute low blow. The boy fell to his knees, unable to nurse his assaulted areas with his crackling palms. Grabbing a handful of his spiky, dusty blonde hair and pulling his head back suddenly, I landed a hard punch square in his face, forcing him to fall back, stunned. With a boot to his throat, and his hands immobile from his own quirk, he lay on the floor, defeated. Aizawa announced the victory as mine. Looking down at the scowling and slightly dazed boy, I huffed an innocent smile, and forced him to his feet. Dusting him off, despite his protests that he didn’t need a dumbass to be licking off his wounds, without making eye contact, “Without you, Bakugou, I would’ve been toast. Thanks for forgetting my quirk relies on physical touch.” Patting his chest, and mimicking the previous hold he had on me, I watched as the gears turned and realisation set over the boys beat up features. “Shit.” Bakugou muttered. How could he forget something like that? Well, it wasn’t his fault the idiot in front of him didn’t use their quirk to the fullest. With the way they fought, they might as well be a quirkless loser. Just like that damn Deku used to be. Used. That annoyed the boy more than he liked to admit, the lone thought of it made his blood boil with rage. Y/N tapped him on his shoulder, striding past effortlessly, the smell of smoke following. “Guess you’ll have to try harder next time, Blasty. Spicy ramen’s on me.” They conveyed, walking towards the crowd of cheering classmates. The boy they left behind stared at the floor, humiliated, and with a fresh bruise on his pride. Idiots. All of them. But… Next time sounded like something to look forward to. Something worth Bakugou’s time.

*me singing mummy instead of daddy in the song my daddys got a gun cause we all know mitsuki got the gun XD*

I'm going to do a POV as well (btw your quirkless, and before you say anything about that it's an A.U were quirkless kids can try for hero course.) It after school, the sun was setting. You and Bakugou had gotten permission from Aizawa to train after school as long as you two were back before the stars were out. With that, you and Bakugo had the time of your lives sparing agents each other. Although you were at a major disadvantage you still were betting his ass. Coughing from the smoke and dust in the air you looked around at the rubble, what happened again? Well in the mist of training Bakugou went overboard, causing the building to crumble. "Dumbass you still alive?!" You heard him shout. "Yeh nice going asshat. How are we going to explain this?" You chuckled a response and you almost lost it when you heard him shout profanities. Getting out of the rubble you decided to take this to your advantage, after all the match wasn't called off. Moving around quietly fallowing Bakugou's voice, seeing his silhouette you crouched down and had your staff (Your weapon of choice) and ran forward then jumping up and landing right where he would have been if he hadn't moved. Laughing you ran into the clear Bakugou fallowing suite. Back and forth of hitting and missing between you two for hours. Eventually calling a tie and heading back before you both got into trouble. On the walk there you both questioned if you should see Recovery Girl but injures weren't too bad so you both didn't. A week later the injures became infected and you both were suffering. But did that stop you two from a re-match? No. 26:01) You both were circling each other, classmates cheering you both on. Whoever landed the first hit, would win as they didn't want it to drag on for to long. No quirks and weapons. Bakugou became to impatient and ran towards to, a perk of being quirkless, you had special practice in fist fights. Dodging and appearing behind Bakugou you landing the first punch to his back. You won the match, an angry Bakugou saying his congratulations and the ones cheering for you ecstatic.

Finally someone did an accurate bakugou playlist

As a bakugo kinnie studying I love this playlist so bad this is litterally my playlist I literally love this sm TY!!!💞💞💞💞💞💞💞

I'm a bakugo kinnie and I coudn't be more happy while listening to this ✨ You just made my days less annoying thank you :)

His voice after each song 🤤

A lil Bakugo pov ;): Bakugo always liked you, from the first day but didn't want to tell you ovi bc he didn't want his heart broken again. You and Bakugo share a bathroom but has different rooms( the conjoint bathroom is where 2 rooms don't have a bathroom in the room but has it in the middle so both of you guys can use it.) He came in your room while you were on your bed listening to music bored. He asked if you wanted to train with him and you said yes without hesitation. you changed and went to the training field. when he finally came he told you that you and him will be going on patrolling and( you can add the last thing). You and him started around 10:15 am (do or don't click the time up to you) and ended 1:45 pm. The day of the patrolling you can tell you were nervous since it was the first patrolling you've ever did with your crush. He reassured you it was going to be okay. Anything that will happen will most likely be one of the things that you guys trained for Aizawa,Hawks and Present mic was there just incase something goes out of control. Nothing will go wrong everything will be okay...right..? IM SO SORRY I LEFT YOU ON A CLIFF HANGER IM CURRENTLY RUNNING ON 3H OF SLEEP IT 3:12 AM AND I WAKE UP AT 6:50 AM FOR SCHOOL TwT

Im bored so ig ill do a pov, this is gonna suck, i dont really write, especially povs, but here i go Your doing work studies with bakugo, sort of trianing ig (Your quirk is dark fire, its like a fire quirk but the fire is dark purple and has some extra stuff to it so basically a but more poeerful than normla fire) You were doing your work studies with Bakugo at Endeavors. "Did you get the message from Endeavor?" Y/n asked bakugo, getting out their phone "Yeah, that dumbass relaoy wants us to work togetger eh" He said in annoyence "Aw come on! This can be our chance to prove him that we can be heroes!" You said excitedly "You would just get in my way nerd!" He said, and walked away. You ran after him and grabbed his arm. "We are doing this no matter what your opinion is my friend" You say, and drag him to Endeavors agency. "FRIENDS? Dumbass im not friends with you!" Bakugo yelled, slapping your hand away. "Fine! Go! Ill do it on my own!" You said, rolling your eyes. A few minutes past and you look glance back, seeing bakugo follow you. He noticed and yells "LET ME WALK IN FRONT OF YOU! GOD DAMNIT!" You ignored him and just continued walking, making him loose his mind even more. "Hello y/n, and bakugo. I assume you two agreed on the message I sent you both" Endeavor said to them, waoking to a table where they would discuss things about the work studies and stuff. "This idiot made me join" Bakugo said, poiting at y/n. "Bitch! You just ended up following me!" You respond, irritated in a funny way. Endeavor glared at you both, creating silence so he can continue. "I think its time you two show me what you can do. I apologize for not specifying much in the message. But I think you two need to show me that you can be heroes. Actual heroes on the scene, without any help or backup." Bakugo and yourself glanced at each other for a moment and then continued to listen. "So, since im assuming you guys agreed to the message, tonight, 6-8 pm sharp, you will be doing hero work on your own. Understand?" "Yes" y/n stated. "Yeah yeah whatever" Part 2? Idk

Yess when I heard the bakugo swat song I freaked out YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤😂❤❤❤🎉🎉🎉🎉

YOU'RE SO UNDERRATED GURL✨

I'm here to make ONE THING fcking CLEAR- This. Is. A. !!!!!!!!!!MASTERPIECE!!!!!!!!!!

How has this not blown up yet jeez people need new taste a swear

There is A GODAMNN SONG WITH THE TITLE "Bakugo!". Now he will be a true legend

I love this.it’s soo good. I love bakugo soo much

This is basically music to go with your scenarios in your head

This is a banger! Love the short POVs of Bakugou

Dude, this is amazing! I love this playlist!

Pov thing? What ever you would like to call this - also for people who like bakugo - Aizawa: "Okay problem children, you all need training partners." 1-A: "OOO fun!!" Aizawa: "okay so, - giving partners to everyone - and lastly bakugo and Y/N and no complaining untill after my class." - after class < note Y/N really likes to annoy bakugo > - Bakugo: "WHY DID I HAVE TO GET YOU OUT OF ALL PEOPLE?!" Y/N: "Cmon you know you love me~" Bakugo: "EW NO!" - slightly blushing - Y/N: "Sure~, Anyways what's your idea for the thingy we need partners for." Bakugo: "Battle to the death!" Y/N: "And if one of us actually does die?" Bakugo: - hasnt thought of that yet - "uhm.." Y/N: "Exactly." - im getting tired so i may come back and finish this later -

I love all the songs you put in here lmao

This is an amazing Playlist idea🤎💜🤎💜 I love it

nniiccee...I can literally imagine me and kachann singing all of this while fighting, grinning at each other like maniacs, just to end up with both of us beaten up to heck by each other in the end. Also I LOVE the song. Explains him perfectly

ENTIRELY OUT OF CHARACTER! Thiiiiiis is my first POV, so if you have any issues or if I make mistakes, my bad. (Note: Since Y/N or your name probably isn't only a female, I will refer to Y/N as a they/them. If you're uncomfortable with the pronouns, I apologize!) *QUIRK EXPLANATION* Y/N was granted with mind reading, an unoriginal quirk that causes the user to be able to dig into the human's mind and discover their thoughts. Y/N was fairly young and is still learning the basics of using their quirk in battle. It was every normal morning, as you rose from your comfortable bed with an odd, yet sweet feeling in your throat. You grabbed a cup of water near-by, and chugged it down. At the time, you were clueless of how people felt about you. Until you learned you had the quirk of mind reading. You gained this quirk at a fairly young age. *A few minutes later...* You took a stroll towards the UA building. The light emerged from the building, you being fascinated of your mind. All the sudden, someone shoved you to the side. "Get a grip on life, bozo! This isn't an-.. wait, aren't you the one who is supposed to be my training partner?" A voice emerged from the wind. As you turned your head, a spiky-haired, what seemed to be a male stared at you. "Well? Are you gonna apologize, get going, or just stare at me like you're a deer seeing headlights?" He said, scowling. "Well, maybe if you didn't block 20% of my pathway, I'd be up and running." You said back to him, sighing. "Oh come on now, don't put me in the blame," he rose his voice. You shoved him away, and sighed. "I forgot your name. Baku..sho?" An attempt at changing the topic, I guess. "Bakugou, you braindead jerk." He growled. "Oh, so I'm the braindead jerk? Says you, buddy." You joked around. "We aren't friends enough for you to even be allowed to say that, brat." He spat. You finally gave in. "Alright, Bakugou. I'm sorry. I apologize sincerely," At first, it seemed sarcastic. Until he smiled. "Not an issue now," He began. Before he could continue, "So, when does training start?" you said, wrapping your arm around his. "Don't touch me, we aren't dating or anything," He snapped at you. *At the course...* You were jumping around in the air, chuckling. You finally used your quirk as an advantage. You stared into his eyes, him not knowing at all somehow. *In Bakugou's Head..* {This training partner of mine really doesn't understand fighting standards. I mean, they were tryna get on my soft side the first day of even remotely talking.. disgusting. Yet cute. Infact, I find them quite adorable for someone their type.} You jumped back a bit, red. "What's up with you now? Spotted a bug?" He teased. "No, it's just... I sort of was thinking about something." You replied. "Then get ready for an a(CENSORED) beating!" Bakugou said, as he jumped at you. He tackled you. (RANDOM NOTE: {text} is supposed to be what Bakugou is thinking.) {My next move, for sure, is to punch them square in the face.} As he raised his fist, you ducked down and did a swift kick in his family jewels. "How did you even know I would do that?" He grunted. "It's nothin', really." You sighed. {They're insane! They know my moves. I saw them smirk! I know it, I know it.} You grabbed him by a strand of his hair, him grunting in pain. He soon groaned, and he grabbed you by the shoulder. You hit him in the chin with your fist. "Alright, that's enough of that." {They are amazing.} "Hey, Y/N. I'm free tonight.. do you, erm.. want to.. spend time with me?" Bakugou twisted his head away as he said this. "Sure, where?" You smiled, hiding the fact you were probably flustered. "Sushi KO, of course," He smirked. **At about **6:33**..** You were stumbling into Sushi KO, excited to see Bakugou. "Hey, uh, ma'am. I'm visiting someone." You told the woman standing by the door. "Oh, Bakugou Katsuki? He's at table 8, on the left. No need to pay." She smiled. As you walked around, you spotted him. "Hey, Bakugou. I was wondering if we could visit your place after dinner and train more," You suggested. He blushed. "Of course, sure," He replied. He then grabbed your hand, settling his eyes on your face. **At his place..** You set down your coat, and sat on the sofa. "Bakugou?" You called out. He then walked over to you, smirking. "Hey, Y/N. Let's train." He said, taking off his oversized sweater. As you two continued to train, you spotted something. He wasn't hating it. He was enjoying it. "I have a question, Bakugou," You said, resting on the ground. "Do you have feelings for anyone?" That's when you saw his face glow. He was excited. "Well?" *"You, silly."* THAT WAS THE END OF THIS POV

how can someone look so hot but also cold at the freaking same time?

I love this!!!!💘💘💘💘 amazing job!!!

I always listen to these all the time! there's something about these i love

THEEE INTROOO IS EVERYTHING!!!! I SWEAR FRR

Is no one gonna talk about “ I feel like i’m the worst so I always act like i’m the best” LIKE BAKUGO U BEEN CAUGHT IN 4K

I pressed on it when I read I’m his partner lol

Confident is my solo jazz song I’m so happy it’s on this playlist

The first song is like Bakugo and me singing to Deku

Such a good playlist for bakugo fans

Clicked on this knowing there'll be banger POV's on it. 😘❤❤

Not me doing the gangnam style on PSY songs💀

One of my fav songs is bakugo! So when I heard I was going crazy-

fire playlist

LOVE UR MUSIC DAMN SUITS BAKUGO ♥️♥️♥️♥️

Fire bakugou 🔥

Oh no by marina fits him perfectly

Это шедевр !!!

Hell yes

This playlist was vibe got it on in pe

😮‍💨 *opens wattpad*

I just started laughing when I heard two PSY songs because I love kpop and hearing the songs caught me off guard

could u pretty pls do one with dabi

We’d get along lol. He’s a Pomeranian, me too. He’s angry all the time, me too. And we both want to be the best loll

Para salir de viaje >>>>

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Psy🔥🔥🔥