#(the miss in love rap)

[crybaby-bkg]

cw: Bakugou dies but comes back to life, “comes back wrong” trope, implied fighting, angst

When Bakugou died, you’re not sure how you went on living. Grief had taken over your life, sat you in the passenger side while it cruised off the highway into icy waters. And even then, you couldn’t find the energy to drown.

It’s why there’s a sudden uptick of energy when you’re promised to have him back. Some top scientists contact you months after his death, tell you to hurry down to the headquarters labs, come and rejoice for what you’re about to witness. And you’re horrified, to say the least.

“This isn’t my husband.” Are your first words when you walk in, watch the figure on the other side of the glass examine its own hands. It looks like your husband but—but his hair isn’t the right shade of blond all over. His nose bridge had a slight bump after a scuffle with a villain. He had a scar on his hand but—but it never looked like it was to sew a pinky beside the other fingers.

“Is that really my husband?” You ask next in disbelief, slowly entering the room. Bakugou’s head snaps up, his eyes a little brighter than you remember but—they hold so much emotion. So much memory, so much panic, so much guilt.

“I left you.” He mutters, his voice raspy and ragged, and you wonder if it’ll always be like this now. It makes you cry a little harder than it should, but you only embrace each other. He’s cold and his shoulders don’t hold the same mass and his back doesn’t carry the same scars. There’s one, jagged and rough, running down his back, and you think, you think that’s where they slipped a new spine in.

“Welcome back home.” You tell him, weeks after meeting him again, new and not totally—Katsuki. He’s stiff and he doesn’t immediately take off his boots when he enters, and it worries you. Makes you think if you’ve just let a stranger into your home, one that has stolen your dead husbands face. Makes you wonder if he’ll be as loving as Katsuki once was, or if he’ll become your monster looming over you with the guilt of not being able to rest anymore.

“I’ve missed you so much.” You whisper against his mouth one night, a little while after he’s moved back. You don’t know why you lay under him, why you let him nestle himself inside of you, why you let him hold you against his chest. Katsuki always ran his hands over your cheeks and neck whenever he held you like this, but this…man, only holds himself up with his hands resting beside your head. It’s alien, how he looks at you, how his hips are methodically measured with every thrust, how he kisses you every 8 seconds. You wonder if he’s more robot than Frankenstein monster.

“Why did you come back to me like this?” You ask him one night, barricaded in the bathroom away from him. You can hear his sobs on the other side, his pleading to be let in. He tells you he never wanted to come back if he had to be like this, that he’s sorry, please let him in, he misses the warmth of your skin, he’s never been so cold before, he’s never liked the cold.

“Is this considered cheating?” You ask yourself aloud one night, when Bakugou is forced back to the lab when he becomes too…un-Bakugou. To sleep with a man that is your husband in every way but? Your husband has been dead for a year now, and yet you stroke the chin of the man that tries so hard to be him everyday, but fails so miserably at it every time.

“I’ll come back to you right this time.” Bakugou promises to you when he’s strapped down to leave for the lab and before he’s sedated. But you don’t believe him—you never did. Your husband is dead, and this animated corpse has been nothing but a cheap mockery of everything you’ve lost and something you will never truly get back.

[dio-the-thot-exterminator]

"Her." - Cupcakke's Instagram July 3rd, 2023

[3416]

this truly separates the one sport athletes from the rest.... i love this team so dearly

[tojiscrack]

HELLO!! LIAR LIAR LOOKS SO INTERESTING IS THERE A TAGLIST? also ur name is SO cute omg

hiiiii!

there is a taglist, i’ll add ur user to my notes rn 😋 we have a new liar in our small community, everyone welcome her rn 😤

(stop it i’m blushing in public rn and i have a reputation to hold up and you’re ruining it 🙄🩷)

i try to keep my notes in order cuz i’m a weirdo who obsesses more over my readers than my readers obsess over my writing 🙂‍↕️

[fluffs-n-stuffs]

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH ACTUALLY I'LL MISS THEM 😭😭😭💖💖💖💕💕💕

[rapinvenaita]

Ti aspetterei pure di notte a un binario morto

durante la tempesta mi trovi al porto che ti aspetto

lo sai che non me lo scordo, te lo prometto

metto da parte tutto se so che vieni

[contro-correntee]

I'm going down down for you

[las-lunas-de-saturno]

-Todas las noches que duermo, en mis sueños invades...

[alitgblog]

I don't need to tell yall how great s2 was but I just keep thinking about how the writers absolutely captured the spirit of love island with the whole "pacifically" thing

like it's so small but that absolutely sounds like a conversation you'd hear on the show just hot people messing up basic things and making a fool of themselves momentarily

I don't wanna read too much into it but I feel like we're missing that silly banter between islanders. Lowkey maybe that's why characters like Hamish are so fun. Just very over the top saying some absolute bullshit, but it's more real than any of the other islanders only ever talking about their olympic swimming pool deep feelings.

[ihamtmus]

it's weird how jhope is Right There and he's like the Most Talented Person but some armys just. don't see him. should be studied

[trinalwilliams]

My sweet

All this time in curiosity

I’ve been missing you.

Tlw

[lilidawnonthemoon]

10/10 🌅🌆

[dio-the-thot-exterminator]

Pretty in Beige 🤎 - Cupcakke Source: Twitter

[gojurt]

[bangtanphilee]

࣪ ִֶָ☾.⋆.˚🦋༘⋆๋࣭⭑ֶֶָָ֢֢֢𖹭 HAPPY BIRTHDAY NAMJOON-aa ִֶָ☾.⋆.˚🦋༘⋆๋࣭⭑ֶֶָָ֢֢֢𖹭

𖹭 To my emotional support koala

𖹭 To the best human I've ever seen

Namjoon-aa.. happy birthday.. I know it's not much but.. I wish you all the good that is in the world like you're all that is good in the world for me.. I wish the pretty smile that always adorned your face to never leave your lips nor the stars that shine so bright in your eyes never loose their charm..

you will never see it.. (or maybe you do?!!) but that doesn't stop me from telling you how much I love you and how much your love and existence means to me.. every evening I look at the sky thinking of you and the boys and guess what the first start I see always reminds me of you, your smile and your eyes.. you're my north star that guided me through and out of my own horrors and taught me self love.. LOVING YOU IS HEALING ME..

you're a person I look at (well at least imagine of) whenever I feel down, it's like looking at you even through the screen, makes me visibly relieved and calm.. you had it in you.. when you said "life is better than the death I'll prove it" you did.. you make me realise that life is indeed better.. with you it's always better.. you made MY world a better place to live.. when you said "if you want to love someone you should love yourself first" I realised if i had to love you then I must love myself soo much more than I can imagine.. cause I love you.. more than I can imagine.. you gave me a reason to love myself, tho i shouldn't need one to begin with- life is hard and so i forgot what love is.. i forgot what loving one own self would feel like and then I found you.. so i started loving myself more and understand myself more, so I can continue to love you more as much as i want to..

your smile doesn't bring me explosions of a hundred fire crackers shot into the sky.. neither does your dimples makes the butterflies inside my tummy flutter like crazy.. (it'd be lie if i say no but-) Instead your smile, that dimpled smile, brings me peace, the inner peace that master shifu practiced for years to gain, I have already tasted it's essence through your smile.. your smile does make me feel the fireworks and butterflies.. but the way the explosions and the fluttering of the wings make it sound so stirring and flustered while all I get from you is a gentle caressing and warm hugs.. cause you're the epitome of calmness and peace to me..

Your eyes.. they remind me of sky or maybe the sky I watch everyday reminds me of your eyes.. regardless.. I think of you and your eyes that are scrunched up like the crescent moon whenever you smile..they melt my worries away making me smile myself, they bring me joy and a silent reassurance that everything's gonna be alright.. one glance at your eyes and all my racing thoughts stopped as if you are the anchor to my overflowing thoughts.. it's just too silly to think that a mind so complex losses all it's chaos once it looks at you.. it's very easy to JUST BE instead of wrecking my mind cause I know, when things worsens, to look up to you and clam down...

Your voice.. well it's just as soothing as your eyes are.. just as calming and reassuring as your smile is.. I always take a breath when 'wild flower' plays and increase the volume.. it is when you say "flower field is where I am at" is when I feel like I'm ascending to heavens.. if I start to name your every song and how they make me feel, it gonna take days to complete.. but at the end every song and every lyric, they speak to me.. speak to something deep inside me.. I feel awakened and I feel at ease.. I feel motivated, or I just realise the reality.. how you make music and make it sound to my ears in a way I feel heard and seen and at peace or motivated, all at once, is beyond my intelligence.. but thankyou for making my nights better with your music..

I always associate every good thing in life, everything that makes me FEEL, with bangtan.. it's so obvious to my mind to just think of you guys whenever i look at anything and everything.. but when everything represents all seven, they also particularly represent one more than others..

Just like the sky, the earth, the trees, the breeze and the sea.. I can name a thousand things that reminds me of you.. but these significantly remind me of you more than anything..

You're as vast as the sky.. as deep as the sea.. as patient as the earth.. as welcoming as the trees and as soothing as the breeze..

You're comfort.. you're love..

I've been writting this while doing stuff and all and idek what I wrote precisely but I know one thing.. whatever I wrote I felt it.. it's true and pure.. nothing in it is exaggerated, maybe understated but never exaggerated..your love is too hard to put into words, I have no mind like yours Mr.Iq148 but I tried to be truest to myself and wrote this all thinking about you.. I feel like I can write more but words I can think of are not enough to the love I can feel for you.. it's not just a birthday post for you.. it's an heartfelt confession of how your existence alone made a difference in my life and how grateful I am for that and how loved I feel by you and how I would love to reciprocate the same love and warmth and care back to you.. I want the best for you.. I want you to be happy and loved and everything that you wanted.. thank you for making me realise that 'to live' is too simple, and it is us who makes it hard cause we're too bored to live in peace.. but it's okay.. i found my peace in you.. thank you for being there for me through all times I felt like it's the end and making me realise that "the best moment is yet to come"..

So Namjoon-aa.. I wish I can be your namjoon too just like you're mine.. my namjoon.. once again.. happiest birthday... love you.. and more than that I miss you..