Just A Little Art Study I Did.

Stars and Secrets | K. Bakugo

note: just had my graduation party yesterday aaaa im so glad its over now (⁠＾⁠∇⁠＾⁠)⁠ﾉ

The night was quiet, the city lights flickering in the distance as you and Katsuki sat on the rooftop of his apartment building. A thick blanket was spread out beneath you, and the chilly air was kept at bay by the large hoodie he’d insisted you borrow.

“Quit fidgeting,” Katsuki muttered, lying on his back with one arm behind his head.

“I’m not fidgeting,” you replied, though you adjusted your position for the third time.

He snorted but didn’t say anything, his gaze fixed on the stars above. It wasn’t often that you both had a quiet evening to yourselves, and Katsuki had surprised you earlier by dragging you up here after dinner, a thermos of hot chocolate tucked under his arm.

Now, the warmth of the drink lingered on your hands as you leaned back, stealing a glance at him. His face was relaxed, the usual sharp edges of his expression softened by the calm of the night.

“Katsuki?” you asked quietly, breaking the silence.

“Hm?”

“Why’d you bring me up here?”

He turned his head slightly, one red eye peering at you. “Do I need a reason?”

“No, but you usually have one,” you teased, smiling softly.

He sighed, sitting up and resting his elbows on his knees. “You’ve been all over the place lately. Work, training, runnin’ around like an idiot. Figured you needed to breathe for a minute.”

Your chest tightened at the simple honesty in his words. “You’re too good to me, you know that?”

“Someone’s gotta be,” he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck.

You reached out, resting a hand on his arm. “Thank you, Katsuki. Really.”

“Yeah, yeah,” he grumbled, though the corner of his mouth twitched upward. He lay back down, tugging you down with him so your head rested on his shoulder.

For a moment, neither of you spoke, the world around you fading into a peaceful hum.

“Y’know,” he said suddenly, his voice quieter than usual, “I’m not good at this kinda stuff. But I… care about you. A lot.”

You blinked, turning your head to look at him. His eyes were focused on the sky, his cheeks dusted pink in the moonlight.

A smile broke across your face as you snuggled closer, your hand slipping into his. “You’re better at it than you think, Katsuki.”

He grunted, squeezing your hand lightly. “Don’t push it.”

You laughed softly, the sound blending into the stillness of the night. And as you lay there under the stars, wrapped in his warmth and his quiet, unspoken love, you realized there was nowhere else you’d rather be.

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me when i reach out first: ewww they hate me im annoying i should leave them alone

when people reach out to me first: YAYY THEY REMEBER I EXIST I AM KNOWN AND I AM LOVED

And then I go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like “I love fictional men”

For those that are going to miss the eclipse on Monday, I have created a simulation of what the eclipse will look like along the path of totality

I am this close 🤏 to getting sick of smuts. Like come on, where's the angsty little fluff fanfics??? I swore there were many fics to read w that genre and now its almost like every time i scroll its all 90% smuts.

hi lovey! Back here with the Kats request sighhhh… (I’m not really that guilty 🫣) I have so many tests this whole week, won’t have much time to do anything at all Ughughughugh sooooo Kats forcing you to study even if you don’t want to 😞 or smth abt studying (not about taking a break tho 🫠🫠) taken too many of those I need to be disciplined to actually study and maybe a reward or punishment just for some extra motivation 🤭🤭

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sorry I took so long bby 💫 lemme know if ya like. n good luck with ur tests ( ͡°³ ͡°)

"sit." katsuki ordered, pointing to the cushion he placed on the floor next to the coffee table.

"but i don't wanna!" you whined, flopping onto the couch dramatically, tossing your books onto the floor as if the table wasn't right there.

"boohoo." he mocked, picking you up from the comfort of the sofa to plop you down by the table. "y'got exams, 'n i'll be damned if I let ya fail 'cause y'wanna act like a goddamn brat."

"ugh, you're so mean," you grumbled, with all the enthusiasm of a child being sent to time-out.

"yeah? keep it up, 'n i'll show ya what mean really is," he sassed, throwing your notes down in front of you.

you silently mocked him, but he just stared at you, as he arched a brow, unimpressed. "y' think 'm jokin'?"

"mmm, I'm gonna say, yeah," you teased, shrugging your shoulders, nodding as you leaned back with a smug grin.

"okay." he leaned over the table, caging you in with his hands on either side of you, his face mere inches from yours. "here's how 's gonna work," he growled, "study like i tell ya to, or yer not gonna like what comes next. ya feel me?"

your cheeks flushed, but you refused to back down. "what makes you think i won't?"

" 'cause it's not a reward..." he folded his arms over his chest.

"a reward?" you blinked as your interest piqued. was that all you heard?... definitely.

"yep," he said, standing up straight, arms still crossed. "y' do what i say, and maybe, i'll give ya somethin' nice. keep bein' a pain in my ass-"

"what kind of reward?" you interrupted, squinting at him as you looked him up and down, suspicious.

"yer gonna have to behave 'n find out," he said with a shrug, smirk widening across his face.

your curiosity got the better of you, and with a dramatic sigh, you sat up straight and grabbed your notes. "fine," you grumbled, "better be worth it..." and mumbled.

"mhmm," he hummed, walking to sit across from you. "now, start with this." he pointed to the section of your notes you'd been avoiding.

you pouted but obeyed regardless, mumbling the words under your breath as you worked through the material. every time your focus drifted elsewhere, katsuki snapped his fingers or tapped the table, to get your attention back.

after what felt like an eternity, you finally finished the first section and you looked up at him, eyes big and hopeful. "do I get my reward now?"

he snorted. "y' finished one part. keep goin', 'n i'll think about it."

"you're evil," you whined, but you turned back to your notes, determined to earn whatever 'reward' he had for you.

by the time you'd finished another section, your head was spinning, and your patience was wearing thin. "can i have my reward now?" you asked, edgey and maybe a little desperate.

katsuki leaned back in the couch, red eyes flickering from your eyes to your pouty lips. "think y' earned it?"

you nodded, your entire face lighting up. he leaned forward, grabbing your chin and tilted your face up to meet his. he pressed a soft, slow kiss to your lips. "there ya' go." he rasped, face still barely a centimeter away from yours.

your heart raced at the action, and your cheeks grew hot. but before you could respond, he pulled back. "now get back to work."

"that's it?!" you complained, cheeks red with embarrassment. "i thought there'd be more..."

"keep workin'," he said, ignoring your outburst. "maybe y'll get 'more' if ya finish it all."

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ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ || Getting a call to pick up your drunk boyfriend led to many hugs, kisses and even a secret revealed.

᧔o᧓ || katsuki bakugo x f!reader, she/her pronouns, pure fluff, no smut or angst, oneshot, drunk and clingy bkg, dating au, aged up, physical touch galore, jealous bkg, kirishima mentioned, highschool sweethearts, he’s just a lil guy, 1.1k word count

The intense smell of alcohol and fried japanese cuisine infiltrates her nostrils – increasing the worry she already felt prior to her arrival – nonetheless she smiles, saying her quick hello's to those still present.

"Hey bakubro, look alive! Y/N is here!"

Her gaze softens as she approaches the duo, sighing with relief as she sees the blonde seated down with a noticeable aloof expression – though short lived – given that his head perks up at the mention of her name.

"....y/n? where?"

The unusual quiet tone makes her heart race, the way he lazily scans the area – too drunk to notice she's standing only a few steps away – only causes a giggle to escape her.

He frowns at Kirishima, sending a weak glare his way.

"don't lie to me, shitty hair..."

The red head could only sheepishly smile at him – taking a note that his friend is too far gone – standing up and patting y/n's shoulder as he walks by, going over to make sure the others are okay to get home.

But not before adding an encouraging remark, shining a toothy grin towards her as he steps aside.

"He's all yours y/n! good luck!"

She nods at him and looks back at the blonde – who's resting his head on the table, obeying the feeling of exhaustion – having to hold the urge to take a photo of the adorable scene.

With deliberate quiet steps, she leans against the table, soothingly rubbing his back.

"Katsuki?"

He tenses and immediately picks his head up – lifting his hand to shove hers away – but pauses as he seems to recognize her, squinting hard, clearly struggling.

She smiles and leans closer for him, knowing he must've drank a lot for the guy to be so out of it.

"Hi 'suki, it's y/n, c'mon i'm here to bring you back home."

At her reassurance, his earlier defensive stance seemed to relax – his eyes practically oozing with infatuation – a lopsided smile slowly appearing on his face.

An unfamiliar yet welcoming sight. 

His arms reach out to wrap around her waist, pulling her closer with longing and adoration – earning a surprised gasp from her – his gaze roaming across her facial features, as if trying to wrap his head around her beauty.

"you're here.."

The joy in his voice is evident – so unlike the grumpy blonde that she knows and loves – she doesn't particularly mind this version of him though.

It's cute.

"Kirishima called and said you drank a little too much, so I came to your rescue."

He frowns immediately – earning a curious look from her and raised brows – halting in her movements when he buries his face against her stomach.

She softly hums as her fingers reach down to gently play with the spiky locks, the soft texture felt beneath her fingertips as she scratches his scalp.

"What's wrong?"

The grip around her waist only tightens as he grumbles.

"don't talk about him..."

Her eyes crinkle with amusement, softly giggling at the ticklish sensation – the combination of his hair and the jealous words spoken against her torso, made her prone to laughter – he was an open book whenever given a few drinks in his system.

She'll keep that in mind for next time.

"Don't be so jealous Katsuki, I'm dating you, remember?"

He huffs and picks his head up, looking straight at her with determination.

"Just focus on me."

She rolls her eyes playfully, resting her arms around his neck as he continues clinging to her.

"Whatever you say-"

A small whine escapes the girl as his hands position her to sit on his lap, taking the opportunity to cradle her face and squish her cheeks.

The yearning in his eyes makes her chest tighten involuntarily, feeling a bit shy at his display of such fondness.

"...'m in love with you... you know?"

Of course she knew he loved her.

But the way he's so straight forward when he usually isn't as vocal with his affection is just... different.

It made her feel like a blushing school girl all over again.

"yes i know kats, i love you too."

Apparently the smile and words weren't enough for him, cause he didn't let go of her face, drunkenly holding it with tenderness.

Honestly, no one wouldn't believe her if she told this story many years from now.

The way he adoringly smiles, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead – which turned into multiple kisses across her face – simply left her feeling breathless.

As if she, herself, had been infected by his intoxication.

"So pretty..."

Y/N gently removes his hands – attempting to regain some of her composure, after he made her all flustered – and opens her palm in his direction with a laugh.

“Thank you ‘suki, but can I get your car keys? I gotta drive you home 'mkay?"

"oh.... 'kay..."

His left hand fumbles around his pocket – the other having a steady place around her back to keep her up – the sounds of metal clinging together echoing from the action.

She takes the set of keys, noticing the framed – and now signed – all might card dangling from the set, a smile resurfacing on her face.

But her brows furrow when she sees another attachment on the keys.

A small photo keychain of them, a picture from their yearbook when they were in UA, both smiling at each other, not suspecting anyone snapped a pic.

She remembered the shock on both of their faces when they opened the collage of memories, the photo printed out in the array of funny class photos.

The blonde must've cut it out and framed it.

Her heart jumps at the realization, a warm feeling bubbling within her chest – she never took katsuki to wear an accessory like this – maybe she'll buy him a charm to add to the assortment of trinkets.

"...'m sleepy"

Y/N smiles – feeling extra giddy now, as she stands up from his lap – helping him to place his arm around her shoulder, walking out of the restaurant in unison.

As she buckles his seatbelt on, she couldn't help but to mention her discovery.

"Hey katsuki... I didn't know you had that photo of us on your keychain."

His red eyes are half lidded with drowsiness, but it doesn't stop him from speaking in a mumble before succumbing to sleep.

"...that photo is special."

She yearns for him to elaborate but refrains from waking him up, instead putting the car in drive towards his apartment, she'll just ask him tomorrow.

What she didn't know at the time, is the significance of the photo.

Back then, he was irritated at whoever snapped that shot, but Katsuki could only be grateful now.

It was taken on the exact day he realized he fell in love with her – now a personal time capsule he could look back on whenever he wanted to reminisce – the reminder of that, making him sleep for the rest of the car ride home with a smile. 

And yes, she did snap a pic of him snoring. 

Maybe it’ll be on her keychain.

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