The Unspoken Language

Bakugo has settled his attitude since high school. He's quieter now. He doesn't yell at people, or at least he tries not to. That's why when he's fighting a villain, everyone can hear him above his explosions and even from miles away. It's like the effort he puts on lowering his voice when he is off his suit accumulates and blows in the best moment.

It's nothing compared to present mic, but he's louder than his side kicks or the other heroes that come to help.

After every battle, he comes home with scratches and bruises but also with his throat sore. His voice is raspier than usual, and there's a subtle pain that he feels inside his neck every time he talks.

You've been studying how the voice works. The vocal chords and how they can generate lumps or scars because of the strain.

"And the villain was in front of me when -" his hoarse voice is a murmur in the silence of your bedroom. You see him wincing when you glance at him after applying lotion in your arms.

You put your hand up mimicking for him to stop and fetch something from your bedside table. A note pad and a pen.

"Write it down, don't talk." You put the note pad in his lap and urge him to take the pen. You catch the roll of his eyes and the subtle movement of his mouth opening ready to fight back. "Don't"

You raise your brow at him, threatening him in silence.

Huffing, he starts to write everything, and he even draws doodles of explosions and a tiny angry person with big gaunlets on his arms in a defensive position.

He gets more enthusiastic about writing it, so he doesn't even realise when you change your position in bed from beside him to kneeling behind him.

He shakes his head a little when he feels you resting your chin on his shoulder, taking advantage of your position and pressing a kiss on his neck.

I love how ML fandom counts Félix and Amelie being British as the biggest proof they are evil

Poly!Nope Squad x Reader: Missing Stuff

This is short and sucks but it’s just a test imagine to see if anyone would like me to start making Nope Squad poly imagines. The basic Nope squad includes Tsukki, Akaashi, Kunimi, and Kenma if you want me to include Suna and Shirabu then I can.

Kozume tilts his head to the side as he looks around his gaming room office after telling his stream he would be right back. Not too long ago he had placed his hoodie on the couch but now it was gone. Scratching his head Kozume opens the door before going down the hall to the bedroom he shares with his lovers. Inside of the room was Akira who seemed to be missing something as well.

“Kozu, have you seen my teal jacket? I haven’t been able to find it.”

Kozume shakes his head at Akira, “No I haven’t, though I can’t find my hoodie and I know I just had it.”

Continuing to look around the room for their missing items they end up going to Keiji’s office. When entering the room they see Keiji hard at work on an editorial assignment HWS. (Huge Weekly Shounen) Looking up at Akira and Kozume he raises an eyebrow in question. Kozume soon explains the issue to him as he nods his head. “I thought it was only me, my sweater has been missing all morning and I’ve looked everywhere.”

After explaining to them Keiji agrees to help search for their missing items. Making it to the living room downstairs they spot Kei watching tv. Noticing their presence he glances up at them he listens as they explain once more what’s going on.

“Maybe Y/N washed them, that’s what I assumed when I couldn’t find one of my shirts.”

After considering Kei’s words they realize that they didn’t even think to ask Y/N. As if they could guess what each other was thinking they begin to look for Y/N. It was as if they were hiding somewhere and didn’t want to be found. Walking past their movie room Kei notices a small giggle before peeking in. There on the floor surrounded by pillows was Y/N covered in the missing articles of clothes.

A small smile appears on his face before he calls over his other three partners. Making their way over to Kei they pick into the movie room after he points inside. They also noticed their adorable s/o giggling at the screen of their laptop as they cuddle into the boys’ clothes. The sight brought a smile to the rest of their faces before Keiji made his way towards Y/N.

Taking a seat next to Y/N he hears a surprised gasp as Y/N looks up at him. “Did I...do something wrong?”

Shaking his head he smiles beautifully, “No, you’re just too cute.”

Coverings your face with your hands as he speaks you peek between your fingers at your other boyfriends. They had made their way into the room near the two of them. Even as a mostly quiet yet calm couple they found theirselves laughing and talking animatedly. With a smile on their faces they admired how adorable their partner looked under their clothing. Soon enough they were cuddled up together as if their lives depended on it. Story be told that Kozume’s stream was still waiting for him to come back.

“i flip the pillow over to get the cold side” ok well some of us are chronically sad and we have to flip the pillow over to get the side that’s not wet

My teacher: “What’s better: the book or the movie?”

Me: “THE FANFICTION”

guys! i wrote this like a year ago and its just been sitting in my notes app since. im most likely not adding anything to it or making a part two but enjoy!!

i’m running, fast, i can’t tell who’s chasing me. all i know is i’m scared. it’s pitch black, i’m on the streets, i couldn’t see my hands in front of me if i tried. i don’t know where i am, the road i’m on seems unfamiliar. 

i keep running. trying to find my way back. to where is unknown. i’m breathing heavily, my heart is booming in my ears, i can feel my head thumping along with it.

i’m sweating profusely. my hair is stuck to my skin. as i’m running i see something now. a light? it seems far away. the closer i am the bigger it gets. 

i finally get to it. it’s a portal? a door? i’ve stopped running. i’m just standing there; suspiciously staring at the light. everything that surrounds it is still completely dark. 

i’m about to step closer until i see a hand emerge from the light. i hear myself gasp. the hand is wrinkly, and grey, it looks like it’s connected to a being that just crawled out of the gates of hell. the fingers were long and the fingernails looked like they could pierce through iron.

i quickly come out of my daze and try to step away, i successfully take a couple more steps back. i’m still facing the hand careful not to take my eyes off of it, scared that it might get closer and snatch me the second i let my guard down.

as i step back i run into a body. it grabs me, i scream as loud as i can, worried for my life.

there’s a pressure on my wrist. my head snaps towards the feeling. goosebumps creep up my arm. the blood drains from my face. 

there is a hand gripping my carpus. it’s a grey colour. the fingers are long and bony. the yellow tinted fingernails couldn’t even be called nails; more like claws. 

i look back to where the portal is supposed to be. i see an oval-like shape forming in the portal. the oval molds into a more defined shape. it appears to be a face but doesn’t look human. 

the white light only gets brighter and i can hear a loud ringing sound, but not like the kind that you get in your ear at random times. more like that high-pitched tone you hear when you get close to the television. or a steaming tea kettle.

the hand that came from the portal earlier is now an arm. the hand is wrapped around the edge of the light source. 

the grip on my wrist gets stronger and i start to wince at the pressure. the contrast of the warmth of my skin and the unwelcoming icy grasp is intense.

that wretched thing is still making its way out of the gate, slowly, as if building suspension. 

the head tilts to the right, and i see its eyes, or where its eyes are supposed to be. instead of the whites, irises and pupils i was expecting, there were two dents where eyes are usually located on humans- almost like craters. there was just two holes in the shape of nostrils in the middle of its face. there are no lips on the creature. you can only see the rows of sharp teeth. its skin is grey and the thing is clearly tall- at least seven feet. its hair is long and jet black, it’s matted down. 

the creature behind me has taken ahold of my other arm while i was observing the thing. it has both of my hands behind my back, its slender fingers holding both of my wrists together with inhumane strength.

I’m back tumblr! Ya missed me? It’s been a while😔

My teacher: “What’s better the book or the movie?”

Me: “THE FANFICTION”

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I'm curious, reblog if your OTP is gay.

Like if it isn’t

Just bros being bros 😙