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ambroziadelphine · 6 months ago

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A Wink of Eternity Madara x Goddess of sleep! Reader

Laying on the ground dying was never in Madara's plan. Dying at all was never in his plan, but here he was, bleeding out as Hashirama left, seeing nothing but the raining sky above him. He felt anger, at himself and the world. Filled with a blistering hate for the people who wouldn't listen to him, who didn't see that his way was the only way to achieve peace between lands. He felt sadness, for all the lives that will feel pain and sorrow as he had, suffering without being able to fix it and having to live pathetic and useless lives. He could feel himself fading as the pain started to ebb away, the skies rain was starting to clear slowly; the dark night sky glittering above him like the most mesmerizing gemstone he'd ever seen. He's heard of stories as a child of a goddess who lived in the stars and clouds, sleeping softly above us as she lit a star for our loved ones, showing how brightly they shown for us even in death. He wondered if she was real. Did Izuna have a star? Would she hold a star for him? Would he shine as bright as the rest? Or would he be dim and dull for there was no one left to wish upon hope he may be at rest? He was scared of death he realized. Not dying, that was the easy part. Meeting death though.. He wasn't sure if he was scared to meet an eternal being for the first time, or scared he may need to just face his crimes and the punishment his soul must undoubtable endure due to all the pain he had caused. Either way, he knew he couldn't hide from his fate as reality was as is. He felt his eyes grow heavy, looking up at the moon that seemed to glow brighter; his arms started to tingle, all of him the moonlight reached buzzed softly. He struggled to keep his eyes open as the light kept getting brighter, his head feeling light and like he was spinning as he closed his eyes one final time. Only the faint image of a beautiful woman with warm brown hair and shining green eyes looking at him softly as his last fading memory before everything went dark, leading him into a peaceful and eternal slumber.

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I heard the bell chime, sighing as I slowly got up, sliding off the cloud I slept on, the long silk robe I wore flowing behind me as I grabbed my staff. I walked the short distance to the stable entrance, knocking my staff lightly on a stable door as I grabbed a few sugar cubes before opening the door, my Pegasus black stallion Milo trotting out and over to the ledge of my domain, leering down over at the mortal world.

"I know boy, you don't like retrieval, but Ilo needs to rest. You don't want her or your child to get hurt, do you?" I asked him, he huffed and lowered him head to me, accepting the sugar cubes I offered to him as I rubbed his head. "We'll make this quick. I'd like to get back to my sleep as soon as I can." I promised him, mounting him as thin but unbreakable silver chains formed as the reins, a leather mouth piece a dark bright white to contrast with his black fur. He shook his head lightly, spreading his wings.

"I know." I scoffed. "So rude of mortals to die at such late hours. Don't they know how important my rest is?" I joked lightly, Milo snorting before we took off into the cloudy night, the cold air not phasing me as we followed the moonlight to our call. A call to a strong warrior with long dark hair, a wound in his chest making me sigh, dismounting Milo and walking over to him, seeing his eyes following the moonlight slowly as it started to lull him into the first sleep. The Sleep of the Dead.

"Don't worry now, dear. I will guard you on safe passage to my domain, where you may rest your tired soul." I murmured softly to him as his eyes weakly stared up at me; I held his face in my hands, his lips parted as if wanting to speak making me smile. "Sweet Dreams, my dear." I whispered, his eyes finally closing as I kissed his forehead, releasing his soul from his body before I stood up, sighing as I looked down at him.

"Time to get you home, buddy." I said, looking at Milo who snorted and turned away. "You're helping me." I said, getting a tail swatted at me as I yelped.

"Fat ass bitch."

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I closed the door to the guest room, walking down the halls to my library, hoping to get some calming tea to help me sleep once more, needing it before I need to introduce my new guest to his new home. Well, almost his new home. The mortals that come here are always tired, in need of healing, of help, needing love and attention, kindness and patience. All of them eventually find their piece, but only after I've helped them. My empire is only built on those I've helped, which means they've all stayed with me for a time. This will be no difference. Once I help him heal and find what he needs to be happy here, he'll get that and be able to live outside of my palace, in my cloud Empire like the rest of my subjects. I was hoping the book for him would have arrived already, though I may need to wait until morning for it to appear.

All mortals have a book of life, a detailed story of their lives and how they died, including what lead to it and the reasons behind it. It isn't uncommon though for me to have to wait until morning for a book to arrive if it was this late. See, in my domain, night lasts a lot longer, as do the days, though night is always longer. This means my subjects get to properly rest, given the fact they need more energy to spend here.

Once a mortal completes their healing, finding their peace, they receive a pair of wings, normally a type of insect or fairy like wings, a few like mine with feathered, almost bird like, wings but they only had one pair, where I had 3. 6 wings in total, making me look very scary and powerful to my enemies.

I opened the door to my library and sat down in the chair, laying my head on the desk as one of my raven servants brought me my tea, giving a light bow as I smiled at her, putting a hand on her cheek and pulling her into a hug. They were almost childlike with how they looked and acted, all with raven black hair and sharp but kind eyes, curious as they are smart.

"Thank you Serice. Now go to bed, I want you all well rested for our guest." I told her, her small smile lighting up my heart.

"What should we do when he waked up?" She asked, her voice like a beautiful songbird. I gave a small hum and thought for a moment, it's been a while since someone has been brought to my domain, maybe 5 years? Not many people remember the legends or sayings that the god you think of on death may hear your call. I don't even know if they realize they call us when they do, but I can't blame them, not after watching the brutality and cruelty of mortals to their own people.

"Offer him some breakfast, but he careful. He might be scared when he wakes up." I said, she giggled and looked at me in amusement.

"They're always scared though!" She said, my mood lifting as I chuckled.

"Which is why we are always careful, and always take things slow for them." I told her, picking her up to set her on my lap. I loved all my servants as if they were my children, because in a sense, they were. Every single one was born from my magic, making them all a part of me. "Now, I might sleep in a little bit. If he finishes breakfast early, show him the gardens. I know you love seeing their faces at the waterfall in the clouds." I said, she grinned and giggled, nodding as I shooed her off to bed. I sighed as she walked out of sight, turning to my tea as my smile dropped. I pulled out a small dropper bottle from my desk, only 2 drops going into my tea before I put it away and drank the whole cup. I sighed in relief, standing up and letting myself fall back as I was suddenly laying back on my bed in my room, my eyes closed as I let sleep take me again.

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Awaking in a glamorous bedroom covered in gold and blue, was never something Madara expected after dying. He hesitantly got up, the silk sheets falling off of him to reveal the loose robe he wore, the chest open to reveal a large bandage across his chest. He didn't know he's still be injured upon joining the afterlife.

He walked to the balcony to the right, opening the doors and almost stumbling back as it lead to a breathtaking view of the sky above the clouds, just enough visibility to see the faint earth below. You could really see the world from up here amidst the pale blueish grey clouds, glowing with oranges and pinks as the sun rose in the distance. He was admiring it so much, it didn't take long before a peculiar sight caught his eye. A little girl, dressed in shades of the sunrise on a small horse with wings, the pink of the clouds brightening as she passed over it, an arm extended into the cloud where the pink originated from. It didn't take him long to spot the others painting the clouds for the morning. A boy in orange, a boy in blue, a girl in purple, and another in red; they all flew on their own small Pegasus, their laughter like bells in the wind before one moved closer, spotting him staring at them mesmerized and confused. It was a small girl in a peachy orange colour, with strawberry blonde hair and big brown eyes; she gasped and grabbed another child's arm, pointing to him. They giggled before disappearing, only for a knock to sound a few moments later.

"Who is it?" He asked, his guard now back up only to pause as a small girl with raven hair and dark eyes peaked her head in. She could almost be mistaken as an Uchiha just based off her looks.

"Are you hungry?" She asked, surprising him before he gave a small, hesitant nod, not wanting to startle the child as her face broke out into a grin, opening the door and taking his hand. "Mother is asleep, but she said to make sure you ate then I can show you around!" She cheered, dragging him through the halls. It was clearly a type of palace; the biggest he'd ever seen, and was clearly very old and ancient from the structures and architecture, but he'd like never quite seen anything like it.

"Where are we?" He asked the girl who giggled, opening the door to a large but cozy dinning room, already set for him and her.

"This is Mother's Domain, her empire! You know, the one in the clouds!" She mused, grinning childishly at him as his brows furrowed at the girls words.

"An empire in the clouds?" He asked, she nodded.

"Yep. Mother's Empire. The Empire of the Sky!" She said, Madara froze, remembering his last thoughts before dying.

The goddess of sleep.. Queen of the Sky Empire...

He was actually here.

Which mean he'd called a Goddess to him on his deathbed.

And she actually came to him.

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I woke up in bed, my Skybirds all huddled in bed with me as their Pegasus all laid together in a pile on the ground asleep. Every sunrise and sunset, after they've finished painting the clouds and sky with colour, they come sleep with me, cuddling up in my bed as they rested until it was noon, before getting up and readying for the evening or playing in the town square with the other children.

I carefully untangled myself from the children, smiling at them and tucking them all in before exiting my room, hearing giggling coming from the garden. I figured the man had awoken and Serice was with him in the garden, which I was correct about as she sat in front of him on the grass, showing him the falls of eternal waters. It was a special water that can turn a seed into a full plant with just a few drops, heal wounds and even was the reason I became immortal, being born from those waters myself and having drank it thousands of times. However, it turns mortals souls mad if they drink it.. the madness comes before the possibility of immortality, and most do not survive the madness which is why it is forbiddon to drink from for anyone here.

Serice loved using the water to make more flowers for crowns, often giving one to everyone she could as a gesture of kindness. I often wondered if she was an angel, with how genuine and kind she was. All my children were like that, some with more of a fiery spark, but all are so kind and honest, it's almost to a fault.

"Mother!" She cheered, getting up quickly as she grinned widely, running to me and hugging my legs; the man turned to us, standing as he seemed to freeze. I chuckled and crouched down to her, hugging her tight.

"Good morning, my beautiful Serice." I said, kissing her cheek as she giggled, letting me pick her up, resting her on my hip before smiling at the newcomer I brought home last night. "I see that wound isn't slowing you down." I mused lightly, his eyes widened before he quickly took a knee and bowed, surprising me as I felt my cheeks flush.

"Lady Lyria, I am ever grateful of your answer to my call. I am Madara Uchiha, head of the Uchiha clan." He said, though I could sense how uncomfortable he was bowing to me like this making me chuckle, setting Serice down and shooed her off, which she reluctantly did. I stepped forward and raised his head with a gentle hand on his chin, crouching down to him as he looked at me cautiously, clearly trying to steel his composure as if to appear like the warrior he was in life to me, though I could see through it to the man he is in death.

"Don't lie to me, Madara. You didn't know you'd be here. You hoped I'd hear you, but this was mere chance." I said, letting his chin go. "Mortals seem to forget that dying while thinking about certain gods can evoke you as a sort of sacrifice or offering to them. Be glad you thought of me and none of my siblings." I said, standing up as I offered a hand to him, which he took hesitantly.

"So, you came because I.. offered, myself to you?" He asked and I sighed and nodded. All my subjects thought of me in death, though most did worship me or were actual offerings and sacrifices. Few were in this type of situation like he was, so I was truly unsure what to do aside proceed as usual, but I need to ensure that is what he wishes too.

"Yes." I said, seeing the reluctance in his eyes, but also curiosity.

"Then what happens to me now?" He asked, I blushed and looked away.

"I'm.. not sure." I admitted. "Usually a sacrifice has a reason to be here, and I can help their family or village, but, you don't have a reason to be here.." I explained, he thought for a moment before his eyes traced over my face.

"Could I ask something of you then?" He asked and I raised an eyebrow, nodding anyways as I looked at him expectantly. "Is it possible.. for you to protect my clan, since I am now gone?" He asked, I sighed and thought about it. A whole clan, huh? That'd take a lot of power.. power he'd be helping me generate, but would he even be strong enough for that? Oh, I'm not going to be getting any sleep for awhile if I agree to this..

"Protecting a whole clan takes a lot of power." I said, a hand on my chin as I thought, I tilting my head at him as I looked him over. He would be quite good physically for the ritual, but could he really handle it? "I could do it, but I am unsure if you'd be able to handle the type of worship required to generate that amount of power." I said, his expression turning slightly offended making me grin.

"I assure you, I will be able to handle whatever it is you need from me." He said, my grin widening into a coy smirk.

"If you say so, but first, to heal that wound."

This was going to be fun.

#naruto #xoc #madara uchiha #goddess #goddess!au #ghost of the uchiha #uchiha #goddess of sleep #Madaraxgoddess!reader #madara x reader

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sloanslone · 2 months ago

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Owlthena AU Doodles! (Mostly Hermes- my first kid Hermes design btw :D) ib: @irunaki

(I CAN'T GET THIS AU OUT OF MY HEAD PLS SEND HELP)

[@/Irunaki has the OG Owlthena fic with all the lore on ao3 btw :) ]

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doctorsiren · 3 months ago

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Day 2 of Sirentober / Doctober

Glasses / Retro

Based on a dream I had last night where Athena came down and visited Ford and taught him like she taught Odysseus and she told him to use his BRAIN and not trust Bill Cipher and I woke up realizing that Athena and Ody occupy the same space in my head as Jheselbraum and Ford. Like…big tall goddess mom friend lady…and square man trying to get home…

Available as a print on my Etsy shop

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kettlefire · 4 months ago

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Prepare for the unexpected. (DPxDC)

Everyone knew about the reign of Pariah Dark. Even those who did not dabble in those realms have heard the tale of the tyrant. A power-hungry man who ruled over the dead with an iron fist.

Following the rise of Pariah Dark, his realm had been effectively cut off from communication. Many mystics and magic users knew better than to open the door of nightmares that could arise if Pariah Dark's reach went further than his own realm.

Except, the universe had plans to bring the realm of the dead back into the cards.

A new opponent, one that had all of Earth's heroes scrambling for options. A being with powers of a god over weather, destruction was on the horizon. A world ending threat.

It's the only reason the Justice League was doing this. In a deep bunker, far from close civilization as a precaution, the heroes looked on with grim expressions.

The world was already being threatened. It would be destroyed regardless of what the league did. So it only made sense to make the last ditch effort. To summon someone strong enough to defeat the threat.

No one wanted to do it. No one wanted to be the one to pull the realm of the dead back to the living. The consequences were untold if this succeeded. If Pariah Dark was freed and defeated the threat, whose to say he won't want control?

That was a problem for later. For the aftermath. For now, the league could only watch on with bated breath as Constantine completely the summon ritual.

They watched on as the shadows in the room seemed to darken and grow. As the sigil sputtered to life with a glow that was growing increasingly brighter. A sudden gust of wind rushed through the room, the temperature began to drop with eaching ticking second.

And then it was all gone.

The room stood perfectly still. Just as it had been moments before. Nothing changed. No giant king standing before them, no sign that the ritual worked.

The room stood deadly still for another beat before the murmurs started. The team trying to make sense of the situation, figure out what went wrong.

Constantine swore up and down that this was the correct ritual, taking offense that they would even think the problem was on his end. It only made it better when it finally happened.

A loud sound ripped through the room, pulling everyone's attention back to the summoning circle. Just in time to see a tear appear in the space above the circle.

A thin tear that ran the length of eight feet. The fabric of the dimension seems to curl at the edges, pulling back to reveal a deep glowing swirl of greens. A dark gloved hand reached through, fingers curling around the edge of the tear, stretching it even further.

A portal. The ritual had worked, but there had been a delay. A delay that had every hero nerves on edge. Each team member tensed, weapons at the ready as they watched the being stretch the portal to the right size.

Then, a foot stepped out with a heavy thud. A dark boot that looked otherworldly despite its similarity to mortal clothing. A deep black that seemed never-ending. A second foot quickly followed before a full body emerged from the portal.

Not many people in the room have ever seen Pariah Dark, let alone know what to expect. Based on what Constantine and Zatara had said, this wasn't Pariah Dark.

A man had stepped out of the portal, standing at almost seven feet tall, and built like a brick house. One glance at the glowing white hair, deadly red eyes, and shard teeth was enough to know this being was not to be messed with.

But there was no giant show of armor or royal garbs. There is no large crown at the top of his head or jewelry from the infinite realms laced around his neck.

Instead, the man stood before them in combat boots, worn-in ripped jeans, a graphic t-shirt, and a spiked leather jacket. Despite his almost normal clothing choice, the man's jacket seemed to be a never-ending depth of the dark night sky. If one was to look closely enough, the cosmos could almost be made out in the sea of darkness.

None of that would have prepared them for when the man spoke. His tone sounded more bored than anything as he took a step forward.

"Oh, so now you need the help of the dead." The man had spoken, running a hand through his hair. When Batman took a step forward to speak, the man raised a hand. Immediately commanding silence in the single gesture. "I'm on babysitting duty and have yet to have a cup of coffee. I'll be right back."

Just like that, both the man and portal vanished into thin air. Leaving behind a group of stunned heroes. Not only was the man not Pariah Dark, but he was also supposedly babysitting.

"Did that just-"

The Flash had been the first voice to speak up, his eyes trained on where the man had once stood. Except he had barely made it through the first few words before the man was suddenly back.

The man that now had a child hanging off his shoulders and another teen being held up by his scruff. Unlike the man, these kids looked human.

Too human for Bruce's liking. The dark black hair and bright blue eyes had every heroes eyes flickering to Batman for just the briefest moment.

"This isn't fair! I'm not even the king. Why do I have to be here!" The teenager had been complaining the moment the man had reappeared. Arms crossed tight over his chest and seemingly used to being held dangling. "Besides, who brings kids to a show down! Wait til I tell mom about this."

"Aw, come on, Danny. This is gonna be fun!!" The younger girl seemed in much better spirits than the teen, Danny. She had climbed up the large man, sitting on his shoulders and resting her arms on the mess of glowing hair. "It's like take your kids to work day! Ooo, Dan! Can we fight too!?"

Unlike the two kids, the man looked purely exhausted and annoyed. The man, Dan, dropped Danny like a sack of potatoes as he took a long drink from the travel cup in his hand.

It didn't take a genius to recognize the look of an exhausted parent in Dan's expression. A look many of the league members were well acquainted to. A look that even had Batman grimacing with sympathy.

"Can it, little shits. You two were grounded, remember." Dan had growled at the kids before shifting his focus back on the team of heroes before them. His glowing eyes set in a deadly glare. "Pariah Dark isn't coming, and he never will. He's been dethroned and banished. We're the best you've got."

A summoning that started with a group of on edge and scared heroes looking for the ghost king, ended in a way no one expected.

No one was even sure if it made any sense. They weren't sure if they should feel hopeful or in despair.

Because truly, what was a ghostly man with two seemingly human children against a godlike foe with the control over the weather?

The unspoken question of power and ability seemed to vanish following Dan downing the metal travel cup of coffee, and crushing it in his fist.

He tossed it to the side, straighting up his posture as he looked over the heroes. Dan might not be a hero, but he's been playing family for too long.

An almost feral, bloodhungry grin spread across the man's face, sharp fangs on full display. The look made the man suddenly look even less human. He looked closer to a demon from the pits of hell rather than the exhausted parent he looked just a few seconds ago.

"Point me in the direction of this bastard. It's been too long since I let loose and had some fun."

#danny phantom #danny fenton #phandom #dc x dp #batman #dcxdp #dp x dc #dp x dc au #dp x dc crossover #justice league #I've been toying with the idea of following Pariah Dark's end the zone abolished the idea of a one true king #instead setting up a counsel of the most trusted ghosts and deities with in the zone; including Pandora and Clockwork #I also like to vote for Technus to be on the counsel and Ghostwriter to be like the secretary/note taker #after Ghostwriter stopped being an asshole ofc ofc #I kinda have this list of specific details I've created for this idea and like I keep thinking up new ones #like the Phamily's backstory is somewhat canon complaint with the show but also a whole mess of complex shit #like the expanse of Danny turning into phantom and the events that occurred still did except technically they never did #it's clockwork's time mumbo jumbo type of shit #Ellie had to be deaged some to help stabilize her core so I'm roughly saying she's like 7-8 years old #but idk children so idk how a 7-8 year old actually looks or how they usually act or talk #The JL seriously don't know if they should be hopeful or not but Dan's grin and excitement makes it seem more promising #I like to imagine Bruce is just watching Dan with Ellie and Danny trying to figure out if he's actually a good father or not #people being surprised to find out that Ellie Danny and Dan are all technically orphaned siblings #while Dan is just trying to coparent his siblings with the help of a time god an earth goddess a princess and a dirtbag with a motorcycle #dan phantom #ellie phantom #I can go on and on so I'll force myself to stop now #long post

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lilacgaby · 3 months ago

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title: awaken.

pairing: barbarian!bakugo x goddess!reader,

synopsisꨄ. you've been asleep all this time, who knew a barbarian would be the one to awaken you?

(extended ver of this)

as katsuki wandered through the never ending forest, he let the words of the elders ring through his head. "you'll never be anything more than a placeholder for the next king."

he set off, destined to prove himself, show that he was worth more than any of them could predict. his father was worried and heartbroken at his sudden departure, but his mother understood that he'd need to do this now, or he'd never forgive himself.

the first thing he did as he set off was to secure food for the night. he eyed a group of hogs, all large and heavy, perfect for feeding him throughout the night. he grabbed the bow out of his satchel and aimed it at the largest one, which landed perfectly in his target's head. he couldn't help but to let out a celebratory laugh as it fell to the ground, making the hogs around it scurry off into the forest.

that seemed to be the last of his luck for the day. he now wished he chose a different day to set off, as the rains and winds were heavy, it was impossible to set up camp in the forest as it was. suddenly, through the curtains of heavy greenery, he saw an abandoned structure. he'd prefer anything to the harsh conditions mother nature set out on him now, so he cut through the vines as he made his way into the structure.

it was grand inside, he thought. he couldn't see very well thanks to the darkness brought on by the rains, but from what he could see it must have been a place of high regard in its peak.

he lit a torch, carrying it as he continued on into the structure. he determined it had been a church in its old days, long forgotten due to.. well he didn't figure that part out yet.

he bumped into a object that resembled a bench, besides the old candle wax, fresh leaves, and golden statutes he saw littering it. he made a mental note to take those with him as he organized his things onto the bench.

he laid his wine down first, a treat he'd enjoy on the way back to his kingdom. next, he laid down his clothes he planned to change into. though he was a barbarian, and by nature they did not wear many clothes, katsuki knew the trip would require such clothing, so he brought the best.

his next item was the huge hog he'd caught earlier. he lugged it on to the bench-like object, thinking of how it was a perfect spot to gut and prepare it for his meal later on. speaking of his cooking, he made sure to bring only the finest oils to cook in. he set it down next to the hog, satisfied with his array of items, he'd slumped against the bench, closed his eyes and sighed.

when he opened it again, he saw the shadow of a person moving behind him. alarmed, he readied his other weapon he always kept on his side, his blade welded by his mother.

though, his blade was dropped out of his hand at the sight. his jaw went slack, eyes wide, and the sudden urge to worship overcame him as he finally saw who was behind him.

a gorgeous.. deity? who glowed with an luminous essence, who adorned pointed ears, heavy amounts of gold, a silk dress that encapsulated your body, and an unreadable expression as you sifted through his items.

the ability to speak was taken from him, he felt as if he was at your mercy, and he was. he was on his knees before he could process it.

your hands glided through the items he had placed on the bench, after you finished looking through the group, you finally spared him a glance.

"your gifts are of high value," you spoke, your voice royal, with an unimaginable presence. "i'm not as powerful as i used to be, my temple and followers were lost to time, my memory faded from the minds of the new." you sauntered over to him now, becoming eye-level with him.

he'd never felt so unworthy.

"i have not much i can give you or do for you, so what would you like from me?"

his ability to speak finalky returned, his mind though, remained blank, so he answered with the only thing on his blank mind:

"your hand."

he immediately rescinded back, never feeling so unnerved and unknowing as he did in this moment. "i- it was an unreasonable request! you-- it's beneath y-"

"that's acceptable. i will go with you, barbarian."

he was shocked as you accepted, though he wouldn't dare question your judgement. "katsuki." he blurted out. "please call me katsuki."

"i will marry you, if it's what you desire katsuki."

his eyes shot open. "yes. i-- it's what i'd like."

"you may call me [name] then." he clutched his heart, he wasn't sure if he was dreaming, but if he was he'd never want it to end.

"alright.. [name]." you smiled at the hesitance in his voice, and waved his worries off with a smile.

"shall we head out then?"

"we can't, the weather is horrible."

"what weather? it's sunny as normal." surely enough, as he turned around the weather had returned to a calm, warm day. the harsh winds and rains no longer present, replaced by the mundane weather.

"i-- i suppose you're correct." he gathered his supplies, even getting your permission to take the things he had on your alter, as he learned it was, back with you two. he slung his satchel behind his back and turned to you.

you held out your hand, and after he placed a chaste kiss on it, he carried you in his arms. the journey back was a blur to him, the burning in his feet nonexistent as he focused on the feeling of his skin on yours, the feeling of his hands on your body.

you arrived sooner then expected. internally, katsuki was excited. not only did he manage to revitalize a goddess, but he'd marry her. he was ecstatic not only at the prospect of beating this into the elders' faces, but to be yours for his eternity.

as he burst back into the conference room, the elders were shocked to see him back so soon. the smug expressions they would've gotten were wiped off the second they noticed you in his arms.

even they, from their distance at their cabinets, could sense the raw presence you had.

"prince bakugo, what is the meaning of this?"

"i've brought to you undeserving folks my wife."

the table of elders all collectively choked at the revelation. "wife? but we've yet to go through the proper trails and period of compatibility. that woman isn't even a barbarian."

"you're right, she's above all of you. she's a deity, and i've earned her hand in marriage. i want my wedding planned for next week, make it fit for a god."

"a deity you say?" the elder's felt like their eyes were about to burst out their sockets. "but--"

they heard nothing as he walked away from the room, you still in his arms. as you eyed the new, strange innovations and buildings around you, katsuki clutched you closer to his chest.

he set you onto a bed, the feeling of silk under your hands one that was foreign, as you hadn't been awakened for over a century.

he knelt in front of you, taking off one of his necklaces, and wordlessly asking for permission to set it on you.

you didn't know this, but this was sacred to the barbarians, presenting one's necklace to another was like talking a piece of your soul and entrusting them with it.

he looked at the sight of you, his ruby necklace with the teeth of the beasts he slayed contrasting severely to the gold you adorned, and he smiled.

you felt your heart go into a knot at the sight of him, he held your hand as he suddenly made a vow to you.

"i vow to be your greatest worshipper. even if i am not the last, i will set a standard that will long exceed my lifespan.

for you are my wife now, and i'll cherish you as long as i may live."

you smiled softly, reaching out to him to hold his other hand. "you've already become my most interesting worshipper, that i'm certain of."

as the two of you basked in each others presence, other gods were smiling upon you two as well.

unbeknownst to you, zeus, a god who had favored you since your birth, had set off the storm on bakugo, leading him to your alter.

not like it was what you were pondering at the moment anyway, as you caressed and embraced your soon to be husband, who you were already planning to turn into a god alongside you.

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