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All The Stars~ PT.3
BAKUGOU X SECRET ADMIRER PT.3
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A/N: I love this part n I love writing for y'all, you guys are so sweet. I know I said this part would come out a few weeks ago, but my kitten contacted parvo virus. I hope you guys understand :<
P.S: I'd like to add that one of the next parts will have slightly suggestive themes, nothing too descriptive.
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ALL THE STARS PT.1 | ALL THE STARS PT.2
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You groaned, jolting awake from what you thought was a short nap. The sun was blazing, hot on your skin now. Your head and throat throbbed- you were dehydrated and miserable. Propping yourself up on your elbows, you took in your surroundings.
Bakugou shut the door to his dorm so hard the walls shook. His muscular back rested against the wooden door. He closed his eyes, panting. The book in his hands felt like concrete, heavy and cold. Taking a deep breath, he calmed himself down. Opening the book, he took in the pages- pages and pages of sketches of himself sitting idly in class. He had to admit, you had some real talent there. He looked so calm, taking notes while resting his chin on his palm.
Meanwhile, you pulled your knees towards yourself, taking a minute to recall the past few hours. Eyes widening, you frantically searched around as you remembered you had set your sketchbook down- it would be no short of a disaster if anyone opened that book. Maybe it wasn't THAT great of an idea to carry said book out of your dorm room. Shit. Bakugou pulled Kirishima into his dorm room, his heart beating in his temples now. "Woah, I didn't think L/N would be the one who was putting those gifts in your locker! I can't say I'm surprised though, you guys are so thoughtful with each other." Kirishima nodded. "Thoughtful with wHO, I can't fuckin stand her. She's so annoying and dumb and stupid, almost stupider than Deku." Bakugou shouted, hands on his cheeks.
"Yeah, totes bro." Kirishima deadpanned, patting Bakugou's back. "So, when're ya asking her out? There are a couple good movies in the theatre or that new cafe down the street... We should ask Denki, he looks like the kinda dude to have this kinda experience", Kirishima rambled on and on, which all went over the blond's head, too busy calming the thumping in his chest, his head steaming.
Shaking his head, Bakugou took a deep breath in. "Fuck that, We have training at Ground Beta in half an hour. We'd better start heading over and warming up." Bakugou said, ushering Kirishima out of his room. Closing the door shut, He put his forehead to the cool wood at the thought of facing you at the Ground- knowing you, you must be having a panic attack at the mere thought of your sketchbook being missing- fuck- now that he thought of it, that was fucking selfish of him to do. He wondered if he could slip it into your dorm room while you were on the ground- he could fake an injury or a fever or something, he'd just have to convince Aizawa Sensei. A tough task in itself.
You stood next to Uraraka at Ground Beta. You shifted your weight from one foot to another as your fingers fiddled with your hair, still anxious over how you couldn't find your sketchbook this morning. Bakugou was stretching with the boys in some distance, taking note of how you couldn't hide how anxious you were. Almost in tears, you thought about the possible scenarios. What if someone had taken your book? What if they'd shown Bakugou? What if they'd leaked it all around UA? Your hero career was as good as over.
Aizawa Sensei walked onto the ground, patting your back as he took notice of how down you were. Aizawa Sensei started reading off the pairings for training. You shook your head, taking in deep breaths while steadying yourself to get your head in the game. UA wasn't for the weak and you weren't going to let something as small as this drag you down- they were just sketches and you could always claim the book wasn't yours, un-named as the book was.
"YN/LN and Bakugou Katsuki, please make your way to the centre of Ground Beta."
You physically flinched as you grimaced at the pairing. Uraraka gave you a small push, urging you to step forward. Aizawa Sensei gave you the side eye, wondering what kind of argument you and Bakugou had again, prompting this kind of reaction from you. Little did he know, huh?
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Unknown Pleasures Ch.2
You’ve had a crush on Katsuki Bakugo since joining UA, but will another student change your mind?
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The next school year had finally come, and it was time for Hitoshi to join the hero course. As excited as he was to begin his path to becoming a hero, he couldn't help but feel the universe was mocking him.
It started with his new dorm room assignment. He had been assigned to the empty room on the fourth floor. Which just so happened to be next to Katsuki's room. Then his seat assignment in class happened to be right behind yours.
Which might have been nice, if it didn't mean he had a front-row seat to seeing you fawn over Katsuki every damn day.
It was ridiculous how many times you gazed off to look at him during lectures. Fourty-two times in lecture today, he kept a tally.
Wherever Katsuki went, you were trailing close behind. Praising him, ogling over him, trying to be closer to him. It was painfully obvious to Hitoshi, he wondered why no one else picked up on it. Even worse, Katsuki did little to return any of your affections.
Maybe it wouldn't infuriate him as much if Katsuki reciprocated your affinity. Hitoshi did observe that Katsuki yelled at you slightly less than others and didn't complain about your presence slightly less than others. Be that as it may, it was still laughable compared to what Hitoshi knew you deserved.
Hitoshi winced at the way you'd prance over to Katsuki- books held tightly to your chest, skirt bouncing up and down, big doe eyes looking up at him. Just to have some snide remark thrown at you by the blond. Your smile instantly dulls, your shoulders drop, and your eyes become dreary.
Katsuki dimmed your light, and you didn't notice it, but Hitoshi did.
Yet, ever the gentleman, Hitoshi kept his distance since you had turned down his advance. Instead, he watched as you kept at your chase to win over the chihuahua's affection.
Until.
It was late at night. Late enough for you to be in trouble for being out of your room and on the boy's side of the dorms. Hitoshi heard your yells along with Katsuki's, followed by the slam of a door.
He tried to ignore it and tell himself it wasn't his business but he couldn't stand knowing you were in pain.
Hitoshi stood up from his bed to open his door. You were just passing his room and froze at the sound. Your eyes locked with his, they were puffy, red, and your face was damp with tears.
"You alight?" he asked. A dumb question he knew, but where else could he start.
"Me? I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me, general studies," you said with a weak smile and wink despite your disheveled appearance. Then your face caught a mischievous smirk as you said far too loudly, "Wow Shinso you finished your room up nicely."
He knew. He knew what you were doing, but- he didn't stop you as you padded into his room.
You wanted Katsuki to hear. You wanted to use him to make the blond jealous.
Why couldn't he stop you?
He wanted to be closer to you, but not like this.
"You really do like your music, don't you?" You asked, hands behind your back as you spun around his room reading the posters. "And... cats?" You asked with a teasing smile picking up a plushie cat on his bed.
"That was a gift," he said slightly embarrassed rubbing the back of his neck.
"It's cute, kinda looks like you. It's got that dead look in its eyes," you said playfully jumping up to sit on his desk.
Hitoshi didn't give into any of your teases though, "Do you want to talk about it?" he asked as he observed a few tears still forming in your eyes.
"I'm not the kind of girl that likes to talk," you said looking down to pet the stuffed cat.
Hitoshi nodded in understanding. He should have stopped there. Asked you to leave if you didn't want to talk. But- you stalked into his room. You were in his space. You asked for this.
"You know... you have options if he isn't treating you right," Hitoshi said boldly.
Your eyes snapped from the cat to his, taken off guard by his bluntness. You tried but no witty remarks came to mind, as Hitoshi stepped a bit closer.
"He doesn't appreciate you. Doesn't notice how you go out of your way for him, how your eyes light up when you see him, how you wait for him to acknowledge you. But I do. You give it away to him for free, but I would earn it, work for you, value you. Why don't you give something else a try?" Hitoshi suggested as he stood directly in front of you.
"Shinso, you don't understand," You muttered before new tears formed.
"I know- I don't know the whole story. What I do know is you're here crying because he made you cry. Aren't you tired of this?" he asked inching even closer, and gently wiped away a tear. "He was stupid to let you walk away," he said, eyes resting on your lips.
You knew you should leave. Your crush on Katsuki ran too deep, but Hitoshi's words played in your head like a song you'd been dying to hear, and you couldn't find the willpower to move away from him. "You're making a mistake," you spoke softly, heart rate increasing as he neared even closer daring to close the gap between you both.
"Let me," he whispered, closing the gap, lips pressed to yours.
You had time to pull away but didn't, it felt so nice. The affection you longed for so needed, the soft collision so wanted. Your hands moved on their own fingers interlacing with lavender strands. Pulling him deeper in.
The lavender was so pleasant.
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Thank you to everyone that hyped this enough to inspire me to make another chapter.
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covers for @bokunocalendar 💕
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some dadmic because it's amazing
Also bonus shinsou:
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Aizawa picking up Shinso from the party
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Close ups
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seraphicghost · 10 months
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this took a while but finally finished the color wheel challenge i did on twitter :D it was so much fun !!!
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Supportive dadzawa!
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Pokemon x Mha part 2
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nothing quite like some low quality drawpile doodles!!!
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I heard it was Shinsou’s day.
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Last one for now, didn’t finish in time for Aizawa’s birthday bUT here it is anyway
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“You’re officially in my way.”
Despite his words, Shinso’s hands settle on your waist comfortably, violet eyes boring up into yours, and a lazy smirk on his cheek as you pout your pretty face down at him, arms crossed over your chest. “Something wrong, baby?”
“Don’t baby me,” you grumble, and he pokes his tongue in his cheek to fight back his snarky remark. “You’re in trouble.”
“Oh I am?”
“You absolutely are.” You let out an angry huff of air as behind you, the movie plays on. He wants to, briefly, look over your shoulder and watch the film to piss you off, but he’s more than happy to play the staring game with you. He chuckles and lets his thumbs run over the meat of your hips, “would you like to tell me why I’m in trouble?”
“The fact that you don’t know is absolutely horrid. Kaminari would never treat me so bad.”
Shinso finally lets out a flurry of laughter, and while he sees the smile that wants to crack on your own cheeks, he knows better than to say anything just yet. He’ll let you pout for just a little bit more. “Okay,” he sighs, letting his eyes glaze over you, “before you dump me for our Pikachu, can’t you give me a hint?”
You huff. He blinks patiently.
With gentle hands, you card his purple locks through your fingers, and he mewls and angles his head into. “Feel good, doesn’t it?” He goes to nod, but is cut off by your mumbled “dickhead,” and soft smack to his head.
Now he huffs. And you blink patiently.
“What?”
“You stopped rubbing my head!” You whine petulantly, shoving at his chest. “I came all the way over here to snuggle, and for my kindness and efforts, you stopped giving me affection to scroll on your phone!”
“I thought you fell asleep!”
“Well I clearly didn’t!”
“Yeah, got that!” He tries as hard as he can to fight the smile that wants to spread on his face, but it’s futile as he rubs the spot softly, his lips creaking up. You stifle a laugh of your own, and he grumbles as he pulls his hand away, “if you lay down again, I’ll give you all the affection you want.”
You pout and nudge his chest, “I just want your undivided attention all the time. I feel like that’s not asking for a lot!”
He snickers some more, “you’re right. I should put the entire of my existence on pause when I’m in your company. Which is most of the damn time.”
Now, you smile, and give him a small kiss in compensation, “good. Glad we’re on the same page.”
“Anything for you.”
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