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When he tells you he wants to fuck the attitude out of you, but really he wants to make it worse.

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I want to follow him around like a cat and run in front of his feet and trip him

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these voices won’t leave me alone / well my heart is gold and my hands are cold

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survived the semester

ko-fi | inprnt

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every single day i think about the influence touya would have had on shouto as an older brother.

he has to take him everywhere he goes, so they're always jamming to the same hardcore music in touya's shitty car. shouto, obviously, develops a taste for the same bands, same songs. shouto is also in the ride-along to buy cigarettes and beer at midnight, and touya threatens his whole entire life if he tells rei, but shouto would never because he likes going too much.

shouto 100% would attempt to kick the ass of anyone that talked shit to his brother. little string bean, doesn't matter, this little boy is throwing HANDS for touya, and touya very much has the attitude of "no one can fuck with my little brother but me". whenever shouto gets in trouble for doing something he shouldn't be doing, touya is always taking the fall for him, no questions asked. shouto lies for touya like it's second nature.

shouto wants an earring because of touya, and touya probably GIVES the piercing to him, which makes enji blow a gasket. touya learns to play the drums and then shouto wants to, too — though he ends up being better than touya and touya promptly quits after that. touya teaches him to drive. shouto gets drunk for the first time with touya BECAUSE touya wants to be there to take care of him. they hate each other, they get into fist fights all the time, rolling around the house as fuyumi screams at both of them. they're best friends. they understand each other more than anyone else ever could.

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let’s romanticise the “keep reading” feature

i know some of you new users aren’t as familiar with tumblr’s dashboard and that’s okay! i’m here to teach you a lil something that will revitalise the way you long post on this site.

tumblr has two forms: web browser and mobile app

no matter which way you prefer to post either long fic or simply have long posts about your life, current news affairs, whatever, there are now ways on both mobile and web to add a “keep reading” break. back in the early days of the app, we used to have to type out code that added the break [ READ MORE ] iykyk and it only sometimes worked. now we have a much easier button to press on both the web browser and the mobile app.

web:

mobile:

go forth and long post to your heart’s content!

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The living room is cast in shadows. Images on the television bouncing as the cameraman tries to follow the scene in front of him. It’s been years since the city has been rocked by a villain like this. Backup is coming, it’s only a matter of time. You sit on the coffee table, a foot away from the screen. He probably thinks you’re sleeping – you should be. Instead, you’re hoping for a miracle whilst clinging to your cell phone.

You haven’t seen him yet, but you know he’ll be there. Glancing down at your phone, you chance it. If he sees it, he sees it. You’ll feel better just having sent it.

Be safe out there, at least for me.

Slipping from your grip, the phone clatters when it hits the floor when you jump, startling awake. You aren’t sure what woke you, but the tv is no longer on, nor is the nightlight in the kitchen. Sitting up, you rub at your eyes, sleep threatening to pull you back under. But you know you’ll sleep better in bed where you’re surrounded by his scent. Slowly you stand, swaying a bit on your feet, only to screech when you see a dark shadow standing in the hallway. 

“Easy, easy.” He says calmly, warm hands pulling you into him.

All the stress, all the worry washes away at his words. He’s here, he’s safe, he’s whole. You don’t realize you’re shaking until he squeezes you, pressing his lips to your inner wrist. It’s an intimate gesture, for you and only you.

“Rough night?” he asks, leading you to the bedroom.

You pin him with a blank stare. His lips twitch at your ire. Helping him undress, it’s a quiet affair. WIth every article of clothing removed, you relax. Other than a few bumps and scrapes, he’s fine. With everything you witnessed on the news, it’s so much more than you could’ve asked for.

It’s after the shower, tucked in the safety of your bed. Your fingers buried in his hair, his hands squeezing your thighs, holding your legs wide open as he bullies himself inside you.

“I’ll always come back home to you.” He breathes into your damp skin. “You’ll never get a chance to miss me.”

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Bakugou Katsuki | Memories EP2

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hi :3 could you maybe do kiba inuzuka? :D he's my absolute favorite

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I’m getting bullied by the office cat.

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perhaps this is the exhaustion talking but i think bkg would work well with a bit of a crybaby partner

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We always talk about our faves being our comfort and safe space but what about us being that for them?

We are ones that they want to hold when times get rough. When days are hard we are the first ones they call. Our voice helps them breathe again.

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HBD Bakugou💥🎂

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me: im not a brat and everyone who has ever said this about me is lying

also me: how can i button push so specifically while bearing all of my teeth in a sickly sweet smile enough to get a hand over my mouth while being fucked