Bakugou groans when the fast food worker does a double take of him waiting in line at the Drive-Thru, the McDonald’s on the outskirts of Central Musutafu the only place open after two am.
He probably should’ve changed out of his hero costume before turning up to the restaurant, but when he received a call from you just before the end of his shift he knew it was an emergency. The adorable, sleepy lilt to your voice had him dropping everything in favour of sourcing nuggets in the early hours.
Only his pregnant wife could coax him away from his regular commute to pick up something that should satiate the cravings, thankful that somewhere was still open so he didn’t have to disappoint you with something from the local kombini.
Sending you a tired selfie with the bag safely in the passengers seat before making his way home to you🥺
I lived forever in a dream world. Oh, how happy I was when I came home with a bag of books! Now I could sit undisturbed behind my curtain, bent comfortably forward as I took out the books one by one and enjoyed them to my heart's content. The height of my aspirations was that a man of noble birth, perfect in both looks and manners, someone like the Shining Prince in The Tale of Genji, would visit me just once a year in the mountain village where he would have hidden me like Lady Ukifune. There I should live my lonely existence, gazing at the blossoms and the autumn leaves and the moon and the snow, and wait for an occasional splendid letter from him. This was all I wanted; and in time I came to believe that it would actually happen.
I appreciate Hori trying over and over to emphasize that Endeavor doesn't want or deserve forgiveness but I also hate how Rei says that everyone in the family is at fault for the dysfunction and trauma. Like...no, your children were literal children and you were repeatedly abused and sexually assaulted by Endeavor to the point that you had a psychotic break. There's one person at fault and it's the man with a flame beard and giant tits.
Romantic late spring/early summer outfit, featuring a beautiful ombre purple kimono with yanagi (willow) over a woven ground with kawaguruma (ox cart wheel immersed in water), ryuusui (stream), kumo (cloud), and tachibana (stylized citrus).
OP paired it with a silken woven obi with tsubame (swallow) in willow tree.
Ein wunderliche und erschröckliche Hystori von einem großen Wüttrich genant Dracole wayda Der do so ganz unkristenliche marrter hat angelegt die mensche, als mit spissen als auch die leut zu Tod geslyffen
A wondrous and frightening story about a great berserk called Dracula the voivode who inflicted such unchristian tortures such as with stakes and also dragged people to death