#damnnnn

[toji-bunny-girl]

Ok but I fucking love the idea of God of War! Bakugou falling in love with Goddess of Life! Reader but not being able to express his feelings bc of his role.

The man in charge of so much death and despair for his own amusement stumbling upon the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen silently crying in their haven as she re-sows burnt crops, sends rain to cease the flames that burned villages, and redirects lost children back to their family. She weeps because she knows that as part of her life, she must always be shadowed by Bakugou since Bakugou is a reflection of mankind. As long as there is man, there is war. As long as there is war, there is Bakugou.

He feels kinda shitty about it because he’s never had to look at the aftermath of his doings; victorious feasts of rich meats and wines always came after leading corrupt leaders into battle. Seeing something so divine weep over something so fragile makes his stony heart twinge a little. He knows he can never approach you fully to court you because of your destinies. It kills him inside, so he might reconsider starting that war over a stolen pig.

HELPPPPP WHAT IN THE FORBIDDEN LOVE/UNREQUITED LOVE/ANGST/GREEK GOD AU/COLD-TURNED-SOFT/BAD BOY X GOOD GIRL IS THIS 😭😭😭

You’re the hope women and children pray to in times of war, watching over their trembling figures as they clutched their shaking hands together and wept your name.

Nurturer of Battlefields, hear me!

Mother of Light, hear me!

Lady of Spirits, hear me!

Let your children live through the destruction of men!

Oh Goddess of Life, hear me!

Now save your children!

Nights they’ve spent, whimpering chants to you while their fathers and brothers and husbands and sons fought under the other watch of another god. It was either one side of women and children captured and raped when all their soldiers fall, or the other side safe with abundance of stolen goods.

What could you do but to let the god of war decides for himself—and you’re left to weep as fallen men rot to death on their own land; unable to enter the gates of the underworld as they wander Earth as silent souls.

Victory was taken while loss hammered the damned to death, a side of women and children were safe while the other is left to be enslaved to the people who killed their lands.

While on the other hand—bloody red eyes and golden blonde hair, the god of war celebrates the wins he’d side with. People would offer sacrifices of slain bulls and goats and goods for the aid of his on their side; humankind would do anything to not be killed.

Songs and chants were written to him every night as they offer their offerings, singing about how the strength of Bakugou is worth 5 thousand of the strongest warriors.

He had enjoyed victories for centuries while your tears turn into rain that put out the fire of burning cities. He cheered through blood that splattered all over his golden armour while your tears washed dried red off of the grass of battlefields.

Slowly as time went by, prayers to you by the women in hiding ceased. After all, centuries of prayers did nothing for their land. It was all in the hands of Bakugou—the god of war.

Lord of Destruction, hear me!

Lord of Fallen Cities, hear me!

God of War, hear me!

Now pity the lives of us and bring us victory!

Lord of Slaughter, hear me!

Slay the damned enemies!

They’d pray and pray, with clutched hands and hopeful eyes. And you’re forgotten as the nurturer of battlefields.

At last, when the men were planing to burn all their fiend’s offsprings and wives alive—you discarded the dignity of a goddess and knelt in front of Bakugou. Rain poured as you pled for the lives of the innocent.

The war god had seen mortal being bowing beneath him, kiss his feet as they cried for their lives. But it was a first for a goddess to kiss his hand as she begged for mere mortal lives. You were almost powerless beneath his strength.

Humans could live but war was bound to happen. And he was bound to shine as marble statues in temples.

That was the tragedy. War can only end if life simply never existed; and you were the true mother of war.

It was only because you were a fellow god, he thought, impossible to kill that he no longer is appeased with the killing of women and children—and the Lord of Destruction would send thunders that struck huts and horses if he was angered.

Soon, Bakugou finds himself spending his days when he’s not battling in the quiet temple of yours. He would disguise himself as a bird, resting on a tree that runs with your holiness. Your tenderness and warmth for humanity were rare amongst the Gods and Goddesses, and he finds the epitome of beauty in that.

But what could he do with his heart? He birthed war and you begged against it. He thirsts for blood and you use your tears to wash it away. Mortals pray to him for the befall of their own kind and they pray to you for the lives of their children.

The both of you were never supposed to be destined. So all he could do, with his heart that beats feelings for the Lady of Spirits, was simply watch afar at your marble statue in your temple and listen to your weeps as yet another city burns.

[giolovesyousm]

can we like... appreciate for a moment???

[rheasbrvtality]

no like she’s literally perfect

[frogaroundandfindout]

This mother fucker don’t miss.

No he’s fucking good

That mf don’t miss man

He’s good

In the heat of battle he don’t miss

No

In the heat of controversy he don’t miss

[privately-andre]

[neotaissong]

Rest in Peace Aaron Bushnell

"I will be no longer complicit in genocide. I am about to engage in an extreme act of protest, but compared to what people have been experiencing in Palestine at the hands of their colonizers, it is not extreme at all. This is what our ruling class has decided will be normal. Free Palestine. Free Palestine. Free Palestine."

On February 25th 2024, Aaron Bushnell, a 25 year old active member of the US Military, self-immolated outside the zionist embassy in Washington, D.C.

[unknowntalesbymiles]

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Second I get already

Have a low quality Ren Hana xxx

(germany is cool.)

[ju-panic]

I am beeeegggggging to be the girl you make your own personal sex doll 😫 Use me, angel! Please? 🥺

of course baby, lay down for me and I'll do the rest

[lorcandidlucienwill]

I don’t desire to do as well in the tournament as one of the fey. I want to win. I do not yearn to be their equal. In my heart, I yearn to best them.

Damnnnnnn girl. Now THAT'S the kind of main character energy I'm looking for.

[sojuberry]

Don Dylan

[merryslilhobbit]

Well that's just 🔥

[floorpancakes]

its not a 1:1 but im still thinking about explaining the clamp devilman doujin and vague devilman lore to the holic discord and suddenly being overwhelmed w the urge to draw doumeki as 1980s OVA akira w the eyeliner and half open silk shirt and watanuki as ryo, having ripped apart the world and his beloved before realising his feelings, doomed to repeat an endless cycle where he realises too late and throws his life away for an unfeeling god and a belated love or whatever idk all that gay shit

[rask]

nj vs car – game 5 [5/11/23]

[catgirl-grunge]

Still can't believe I got to be in the same room as him last night

Source for last image: shreddersmomma on instagram

[kingsidonfanpage]

THERE HE IS THERE HE IS THERE HE IS!!!!!!! OH M GOD YOU GUYS IM GOING INSANEEE HE IS FIGHTING WITH LINK ITS EVERYTHING I EVER WANTED

AND THEN THIS PICTURE??? i think he was made the king (or some higher royalty) BUT WHATEVER IT IS IM HAPPY FOR THE MAN!!!!

you guys i am fucking FLIPPING OUT RN. that entire trailer was just so amazing with all the new people and the content im so much more hype than ever im cryin!!!!!

[quirrrky]

“Wakey, wakey~” Kuroo greeted you in a sing-song, trying to get you out of bed.

It’s kinda your habit to fall asleep in the middle of the day, and you were in comfy nap, when you felt a heavy weight all over your body. His heavy weight.

Annoyed in being awakened in such a manner, you moaned in complain and tried pushing him away. “Tetsu...” He’s beefy and so much bigger than you though so you’re powerless over him. Add to that, the fact that you’re caged in his strong arms “You’re heavy!”

He didn’t budge, so you sighed and tried to sleep again.

“So you’re stubborn huh?” Kuroo said, and launched his main attack. Your face was now being showered with his kisses until his lips reached your ear, jaw and neck...

“S-Stop...” You said, trying to get his face away from you. “So early in the morning!”

His nose flared. “What early in the morning are you talking about? Love, it’s already noontime!”

You just scratched your cheek and ignored him, so he bounced you two in bed, shaking you up so you won’t even try thinking to go back to sleep. “Wakey, wakey, now. Wakey, wakey!”

Finally surrendering to his antics, you said, “Okay, okay. Stop bouncing.”

“But..you wanted more of it last night, didn’t you?” He stopped and gave you a lazy grin.

You blushed and gulped. You knew that look in his eyes and what it was suggesting. “It’s time to get up,” you said, but his hold on your waist was keeping you in place. You better think of something or this was going to be another unproductive day. “Oh, I remembered! I messaged Ella (@sugarbebenireo) this early morning for a double date with her and Ken later. I think we should prepare.”

“That’s for later at 7pm, right?” He asked, his eyes pinning you that you got a little nervous.

“Y-Yeah...” Your heart raced as his hands started caressing the sides of your waist in a sensuous manner. “Y-You said I s-should get up.”

He planted a kiss on your cheek and chuckled. “I said wake up, love. Not get up.” He leaned closer to your ear. “We could stay in bed.”

Oh god. You knew you'd be helpless under him in no time.

“I-It’s noontime! I-It’s better to grab some lunch,” you nervously suggested.

You felt him smirked against your cheek and he began nibbling your ear. “Sure, I’ll have my lunch here.”

Later that night, you made sure to wear a turtle neck after your husband’s mischievousness turned you into a canvas.

You finally met up with Ella and Kenma. A smile crossed your face, and so were Tetsu’s and Kenma’s.

“Oy, Kenma!” Kuroo said with a suspicious grin

“Kuroo,” Kenma greeted with an unusual smile.

Your brows knitted as you and Ella exchanged glances. What are they up to?