[haloswrld]

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[haloswrld]

pls don’t delete ur katsuki fic it’s sooo goood and one of my fav tropes is the ex as an emergency contact bit u wrote it so well

😭😭 oh my goodness I’m glad somebody enjoyed it, I wrote it a long while ago and now I’m just in a silly mood and find it so goofy and I have no idea what type of ending I intended for it to have but thank you

[haloswrld]

katsuki x fem!reader, readers in an accident and she never took her ex off emergency contact, angst abomination, i will delete this i swearrrrr

it’s the sterile smell of a hospital that you don’t expect to smell on a tuesday afternoon. antiseptic and something stale underneath it, like old coffee and bleach.

you stare at one of the 4 walls you’re enclosed by, all pale and empty, you’re eyes soon focusing on the tickling clock above your head.

you put a hand over your head. too bright are the lights above and you shift and settle for looking at the ground.

you’re not sure how a quick lunch break across the street ended in this. in screeching tires, an impact too strong, a bunching crowd, the blaring arrival of an ambulance too loud and the trip from the pavement to the hospital bed.

surely your boss will understand.

a knock at the door has your attention and a nurse enters the room for what feels like the millionth time today.

“how are you feeling?”

“oh, I’m okay.”

you say it before you think. you’re not sure anything is, least of all after being involved in a hit and run less than an hour earlier. you’ve already been poked, scanned, questioned, and examined in every way you can think of. being discharged you hope is next on the list.

“good news is—”, she looks at the papers on her clipboard. “no head or internal injuries showing. just the arm fracture.”

she circles a parts on the x-rays she’s holding up, does some more talking you can’t promise you heard. you think about your work, the upcoming deadline that’s due too soon for your liking, and how you’ll do to finishing it on time in this condition. you should probably call your mom too.

she’s done before you know and reaches for the doors “—oh, and you do have a visitor right outside.”

you barely have time to process the sentence before your eyes drift toward the doorway.

and there he is.

katsuki looks wrong in a hospital. too big for it. too sharp around the edges. his broad shoulders nearly fill the doorway, ash blond hair messier than you remember, like he dragged his hands through it the entire drive here. he’s still in his hero costume pants and combat boots heavy against the tile floor.

his eyes find you instantly.

wide.

panicked.

for a second, neither of you says anything.

it’s been two months.

two since you last saw him with exhaustion written all over his face and your hurt spilling out faster than you could stop it.

in seconds he’s crossing the room.

fast.

his eyes move frantically over you, scanning every visible inch like he’s checking for damage, for proof you’re actually alive, and you hate the small, embarrassing part of yourself that still melts beneath that kind of attention.

it’s been so long since he looked at you like that. like you mattered more than whatever disaster was happening outside.

the shift in the atmosphere is felt quickly and nurse is moving before you realize. “i’ll can be back in a few minutes, i can leave the two of you alone.”

the closing door marks the end of his silence.

“you got hit by a fucking car?”

you note the harshness in his tone, the infamous way of speaking he’s always been known for, not surprised at all of the seed of irritation it plants in you.

“i’m okay,” you say automatically. you bite the bottom of your lip, stare back at the clock against the wall some more.

katsuki finally drags a hand down his face before looking at you again. “they said you lost consciousness.”

your fingers tighten against the thin hospital blanket and you do anything but meeting his gaze.

“it was only for a minute. you didn’t have to come,” you say quietly.

katsuki’s eyes snap to yours immediately. “what?”

“i mean…” you shrug weakly with your good shoulder. “you’re probably busy.”

something flashes across his face. not anger. worse.

“you think i wouldn’t come?”

you’re not looking at him.

“i don’t know.”

his chest rises once, hard.

“the hospital calls me,” he says, voice suddenly rough, “and tells me the only woman i’ve ever loved got dragged in here after a hit-and-run— and you think my mind didn’t fucking spiral?”

you look at him for the second time today but you’re not phased in the slightest. not in the admission, not by the way he loses his cool over this. you’ve been hurt too many time by the man before you to be swooned at any mentions of love.

if he loved you he would’ve meant it every time he said he’d make time for you.

if he loved you he would’ve never agreed to plans he had not intention to show up for.

if he loved you he would’ve never made you carry the burden of a dying relationship on your own.

if he loved you he would’ve never made you compete with disasters.

the nerve he has to state he regarded you in such a way boils your blood and laces the next words that come out of your mouth with venom.

“how many cities had to crumble for you to be here?”

you regret them the second they’re out but it’s too late.

katsuki bakugou goes still. the kind where something deep inside him caves in.

your words hang in the air between, sharp and ugly and twisted. you watched as they hit him in real time. his eyes tear up and for the first time you see an emotion you’ve never seen the man you love show: fear.

in hurried steps you’re enveloped in his arms before you know, big and strong and cushioned against the muscles of his chest as he pulls you tighter against him.

“don’t talk like that.”

it comes out weak, like he can’t stand the shape of the words you just said, the audible effect of the pain he’s driven you to voice.

“baby, please don’t talk like that.”

his hands shake against you. it startles you more than anything else could have because katsuki doesn’t shake.

not in collapsing buildings. not in front of cameras shoved in his face after battles. not when the world expects him to save it over and over again with blood running down his arms and smoke in his lungs.

but he’s shaking now.

his forehead presses hard against the top of your head like he needs to feel you there physically, needs proof you’re solid and breathing and warm.

“i got there and your phone was busted on the side of the street,” he says quietly. “and they wouldn’t tell me shit over the phone.”

his grip tightens.

guilt creeps in almost immediately. because you know him.

you know the man currently holding you together with trembling hands spent the last several years watching people die in front of him. you know he carries cities on his back until it bends him in places nobody else notices. you know he runs toward disasters while everyone else runs away. and still, you threw that at him anyway.

you squeeze you eyes shut but before you can answer, a knock sounds softly against the door.

the two of you pull apart just slightly.

the door opens and two police officers step inside, one older than the other. the older one begins speaking first before his eyes land properly on katsuki beside your bed.

he straightens immediately, giving a respectful bow. “dynamight sir. sorry, didn’t realize you were here.”

katsuki barely acknowledges it, attention already drifting back toward you like the interruption itself annoys him.

“we just needed to ask a few questions regarding the accident whenever you’re comfortable. the suspect is in custody."

[haloswrld]

[ 🧸 ] . . . KATSUKI BAKUGOU— (𝜗𝜚)

the fact of the matter being that regardless of what galaxies collide, he’s yours, and you’re his.

but now I'm paintin' all my walls just to see if you like the shade — fluff. wc. 1k.

office — fluff.

how come we never even dated, but i still find myself thinking of you daily — angst wc. 0.4k

you from the past — angst. wc. 0.4k

snow katsuki - fluff. wc.0.5k

tell me so more while you’re at it - fluff. wc.0.5k

packing it up - gracie abrams | the shade - rex Orange County | crazier things - chelsea cutler ft. noah kahan | it just is — eaJ x seori. feat keshi | love maze - BTS | think later - tate mcrae | handlebar - JENNIE, ft. dua lipa | august - Chase Atlantic

[haloswrld]

katsuki bakugo x fem reader, i know it’s warmer now but I think about him quite often

౨ৎ

i imagine katsuki’s cheeks are tinted red in the winter wind. you can see his figure from your position as a passenger through the mirror and his hands are in the pockets of his jacket while he waits for the gas to pump.

a car comes into the lot and its a chance as he turns his head. you’re not stupid to think you can sneak up on him but he’s told you about the fucking cold he hates, dulling his senses and whatnot.

you’re not successful but in hurried steps you’re tackling him lightly, earning a chuckle combined with a groan.

“—fuck.”

you melt into him, circle his waist from under his open jacket and kiss the spot of where his heart is before he’s talking again.

“i said to stay inside.” he mutters no longer rigid, and lays his cheek on a side of your head. you’re wrapped in his jacket before you know, deep in his warmth before you can say.

“came to give you some love; you look lonely.”

he hums while he rocks with you feebly in place. “sounds like something a villain would say.”

you stick your tongue at him. “that’s exactly what this is. i’m here to avenge myself.”

“oh shit,” he mutters, glancing at the numbers on screen. he thinks about the promise he sealed with a kiss in the car last—the one where he would come back bearing chocolate in exchange that you stay in the car. you nuzzle further into him as the first snow of the year falls. it's crisp, coming down light as feather.

katsuki goes quiet. really quiet.

you feel it in the way his chest rises deeper beneath your cheek, in the way his hand spreads over your back like he’s trying to keep every part of you close at once. the cold turns the tips of his ears red but he stays there anyway, lets snow gather over his shoulders while you're impossibly close.

“baby,” he murmurs after a second, his voice roughened by the cold.

you hum.

“look at me.”

you tilt your head up slowly and immediately regret it because his expression makes your stomach flip. softened in that way he only gets when nobody’s around to see it. eyes heavy on yours while snow catches in his lashes.

his thumb brushes under your eye, slow. “there.”

“what?” you smile a little.

“couldn’t see your face.”

your heart hurts stupidly over something so small.

katsuki kisses you slow.

it’s the kind that steals thought from your head immediately. warm despite the cold biting at your cheeks. his hand settles at the side of your neck while yours bunch tighter into his hoodie.

he groans softly when you kiss him back harder, then he deepens it without hesitation, mouth lingering against yours until you’re dizzy enough to forget where you are completely.

the pump clicks. neither of you move.

another second passes before he breaks away just enough to breathe. forehead pressed to yours, lips still brushing yours when he talks.

“you’re trouble.”

“you like me.”

“yeah,” he says too fast. too honest. “real bad.”

[haloswrld]

doing a lot here trying to decipher ancient fic ideas from my draft lol

[deeversuswords]

[keowmeow]

[frangiponi]

nail.nuha

[weltenwellen]

A Conversation with Richard Siken by Thomas Hobohm

[ciricearts]

i love drawing him sleeping

[itastelikecherrycola]

! not my photo

this is the cutest thing ever

[gradient-text]

this is kinda stupid of me to ask but how do you do gradient texts?

Hello! 

[Disclaimer: To make gradient text, you have to turn off the beta option on tumblr posts] UPDATE: The beta option can no longer be turned off (presumably because they, well, rolled out whatever features were previously there in the beta). However, you can go to Settings → Dashboard → Type of dashboard (it'll be a dropdown close to the bottom) → HTML.

To make a gradient text, you basically have to convert whatever gradient you have into HTML code. [css code doesn’t work] Fortunately though, there are sites for that! You can use this site and/or this site. Here’s how they both work:

Method 1 - Patorjk’s Text Color Fader

Step 1: Enter your desired text, your colors [you can change the number of colors too; just click on the dropdown option] 

[Fade Type: I just use the default fade type, but I reckon the vertical one’s good if you want to create gradient paragraphs]

Now once you’ve clicked the “Generate Color Faded Text” button, you’ll see something like this:

Copy all of that and paste it into this site like so:

Click “Replace Text” and copy it to the clipboard, and you’re done!

Method 2 - JSFiddle 

This one’s not as “user-friendly” as the former, but it’s still pretty easy to manoeuvre around once you get the hang of it!

[When you’re done customizing, click on the “Run” button on the top left.]

Now you should see that the colors in those boxes in the run area are now your desired colors. Enter the text in the top text box as shown and click the run button next to the color boxes. Your HTML code should appear in the second text box. Copy that and you’re done!

[I’d only edit the main code if I want to add one/more colors. Otherwise you can just click the boxes in the run area and edit the colours directly from there. This supports hex codes, RGB and HSL.]

For example, I’ve done this:

Okay, now once you’ve copied your HTML code, you have to go back to tumblr and create a new post without the beta format. You should see a gear icon; click that and change the post type to HTML. [tip: customize a blank piece of text however you want (bold, italic etc.) in the Rich Text editor and then just replace that with your gradient text code in the HTML editor]

Now paste your HTML code in the text area, and you should see something like this:

[note: I just clicked on the gear icon to demonstrate what it should look like]

You can preview your text by clicking on the “preview” button to see if you got anything wrong/to see what the final result will look like, and you can add your desired tags.

And that’s really all there is to it! Here’s what my final result will look like:

Viridian: #009698 to #008b8b to #007474

[Forgot to mention, once you've got your gradient text, you can't switch back to the Rich Text editor without losing your gradient, which is why I recommend customising your text in the Rich Text Editor before switching to HTML and replacing the black text with your gradient one! Personally, I just use the header option for my text so I put the h2 tags manually at the start and end of the code so as not to create a hassle]

[stillgotscars]

i love you, i’m sorry - gracie abrams

[ryebreadgf]

From How to Be Perfect by Ron Padgett

[tiramisooooh]

:)

[t8i72]

tg: t8i72