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slugtranslation-hypmic · 4 months

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Hey slug! Obviously it's a bit older now, but I was wondering if you might be able to translate Sougyaran BAM, from Kuko? I feel like I don't quite understand the TLs I have seen, so I was wondering if there were certain references or concepts I'm missing here lol

I saw the email notification of this request at the perfect moment. Too anxious to do work or anything else productive. Too caffeinated to sleep. Fuck it. Time to look at Kuukou for an hour.

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Like a lot of Kuukou's... well, everything... this song is an eclectic mix of elements that can all more or less be distilled into these couple of bullet points:

Trying to fight the listener

Dropping powerful life advice or Buddhist teachings

Claiming his music is both a game changer and the kind of stuff that gets your blood pumping

Scatting, rhyming without meaning, or otherwise making wordplay

Outside of the parts that are straight-up nonsensical, the majority of the rap is very casual to the point of being rude. However, it's also interspersed with formal religious language. Again, both of these are how Kuukou talks, but I get why this would make it difficult for someone to translate.

I talk about this a lot whenever I translate anything, but an important (and maybe the most important!) part of any translation is determining the methodology, focus, and goals before you begin. I figure that if someone's asking me to look at song lyrics for songs that have been out for years, they probably care a lot more about the minutiae of what the character's saying than if I'm writing a rap as part of a longer work where readers aren't going to give it much attention. In that second case, it's probably more important to convey the appearance of a rap--rhyme, rhythm, what have you--and make sure I'm hitting the overall meaning rather than translate word-for-word. You know? The issue is, translating word-for-word would produce mostly nonsense on this one, since my interpretation of its meaning is largely coming from reading between the lines. There's also no real meaning outside of the four bullet points above. It's all vibes. So, this is a vibe-focused translation. When Kuukou says something with no meaning (that I can tell) outside of wordplay, I've exchanged it with a fresh wordplay. At the same time, since I assume the audience wants to know the minutiae, I put footnotes at the very end for the most curious souls. Finally, outside of wordplay moments, there is no attention paid to rhyming, rhythm, or line length.

Also I spent like forty minutes on it so it isn't a polished work of art or anything of the sort. Lyrics:

You wanna piece of this? That’s cool, tough guy. Bring it on. ‘Cause I’mma mess you up. Hmm? You’ve had enough? Yeah, bitch, I bet you’re fuckin’ SATIETIED. Who the hell do you think you are? Aw, who I am kidding? It doesn’t matter who you are. I’ve never met an ass I couldn’t kick! And while I’m here thrashing your sorry butt, listen up. I’m Kuukou from Bad Ass Temple, representing Nagoya, yo. And I’m gonna be world champion. Whazzat? Who do I think I am, some kinda fancy-pants hotshot? Nah, dawg. I’m a monk, haha! Get in the zone, do it or go home, this ain’t the scene you’ve known. [1] I’m a rebellious rhymer staging a revolution. C’mon, join me! Let me hear your voices!

“Enough determination can move mountains,” as they say. Yeah, a-a-a-and I’ve got determination for days.

San gha gharan bam! [2] S-S-S-Scatting n’ rapping, rapping with my razzle-dazzle tongue [3] Check, ch-ch-ch-check it, che-wa-watch out Gha bam! S-S-S-Scatting n’ rapping, rapping, BAT’s sexy leader [4] Kick, kickin’ kickin’ killer San gha gharan bam gha gha gharan bam gha gha gharan bam Gha gha gha gha gharan bam

Say what? Rules, rules, rules—who the fuck cares about rules? I’m the ruler now. A ruler and a schooler. [5] Yo, I’ve got that brand new music— When I ring this giant bell, people hear that shit far and wide. Beat it! And lyrics? You already know I spit so much fire they call me a dragon. I’m all about the impulses, the anarchy, let’s fuckin’ go! I’m a breath of fresh air up in this shit. Eight pulls, nine pulls, ten pulls—someone say temples? [6] If you don’t know already, then you oughta listen up. You don’t need any of these options. Go make your own. Paint that shit vibrantly. Go try something new! And if it goes so well you can indulge in some goddamn rejoicin’? Then hell yeah, now we’re talking.

Yo, man. The world’s all in how you see it, as they say, and don’t you ever forget it. A-a-a-and I may be a monk, but I’m not preachin’ just to scold you! [7]

San gha gharan bam! S-S-S-Scatting n’ rapping, rapping with my razzle-dazzle tongue Check, ch-ch-ch-check it, che-wa-watch out Gha bam! S-S-S-Scatting n’ rapping, rapping, BAT’s sexy leader Kick, kickin’ kickin’ killer San gha gharan bam gha gha gharan bam gha gha gharan bam Gha gha gha gha gharan bam

Yeah, life’s got ups and downs. You asking me, “Whatchu lookin’ at?” [8] Your ASS, lol got ‘em. Wassup, wassup, I’m a rhymer. I’m makin’ some good shit up in here. Hm? Ey, dance, dance over days when our hearts are aligned [9] Shoo bidoo doo bidoo Roo bidoo doo bidoo Tickili tickili tackili-tatt-too

Yeah! Haha! My rapping’s freakin’ EXHILARATORY. Hello! Aight, c’mon on, lemme give you some of this and wake you right up. Yo, c’mon, c’mon, c’mon, ho!

Gharan bam gharan bam Gh-gh-gh-gh hey! Bring it on, tough guy! R-r-rapping, rapping, r-r-rapping with my razzle-dazzle tongue R-r-rapping, yeah, gh-gh-gh, hey!

Yeah, clear the scene, ‘cause I’mma reinvent the scene. [10] Yo, get outta my way. I’m Evil Monk, the dragon of Bad Ass Temple, you know. Rrrrrrah! [1] This last is literally "clear weather (空)" or "energetic vibes (空)." At face value, it appears to be nonsense for rhyming. However, at the very end of the song, Kuukou talks about "the vibes/the scene (空気)" changing and him changing it (which can also be read as the weather changing/clearing up), which makes me wonder if those two are related. Just in case, I wrote them with a possible connection in English too.

[2] 僧伽藍 (sangharan) is a short form of 僧伽藍摩 (sangharama), a Buddhist temple or monastery. Bam is, of course, the sound of Kuukou throwing hands.

[3] 饒舌 (jouzetsu) is a fairly formal word in Japanese to refer to excessive talking. However, I was surprised to learn in the process of TLing this that it's also Chinese for rapping which appears to be how Kuukou's using it here. Also, if you're curious how English "jazzy" became "razzle-dazzle," I realized near the end of the song that I needed to start this word with the same sound as "rapping" (because he scats the j sound on jazzy and jouzetsu) whereupon I set out to find a good synonym. The issue is, I wasn't sure exactly how the lyric writers were using the term, so I put "jazzy" in an English-to-Japanese dictionary to get "loud, invigorating, eye-catching." Yeah, that's Kuukou all right. "Razzle-dazzle" is similar and starts with an r, so there we go.

[4] The lyrics say "xy な leader" (the な is just indicating that "xy" is being used as an adjective, btw) which I assumed means sexy... ekkusu ii said quickly sounds like sekushii. To be sure I wasn't barking up the wrong tree entirely, I ran a quick Twitter search on that line and found a very large number of Japanese Tweeters thinking the exact same thing I was. (It looks like Kuukou's VA once flashed his collarbone on this line in a concert, delighting scores of collarbone lovers everywhere.) That being said, searching anything on Twitter and finding horny Tweets isn't exactly a novel concept. Well, if I'm wrong about this, then at least I'm in the good company of all the thirsty Kuukou fans. Hahaha. If this seems OoC to you, I feel like it's here mainly for fanservice, not necessarily because Kuukou's trying to get some with the person he's beating up and/or preaching at. Although, idk. If you ship Kuukou with anyone, you could very well see some parallels...

[5] Literally "I'll beat up [everything] including the roulette board." Wordplay on rules (ruuru), ruler (ruuraa), and roulette (ruuretto)

[6] Literally "Terapii (therapy), terapii, terapii, tera (temple)-- Oh, the age of temples?" Wordplay/stupid joke

[7] I don't like how I worded this line, but I don't care enough to spend much more time fussing over it. Kuukou's making a joke that, as a monk, he delivers religious sermons 説法. However, in colloquial terms, a 説法 is a telling-off when someone does something undesirable. Kuukou, as a frequent doer of undesirable things, gets these from his dad constantly. Therefore, he's being like, "This isn't the LAME STUPID kind of 説法... this is the kind that ROCKS! *sick guitar riff*"

[8] These two lines seem like complete non sequiturs because they're paired together in Japanese for rhyming. (nami ga dekiru/nani ga mieru)

[9] I admit that I'm struggling to understand this line because the grammar is very irregular. Japanese Twitter is not being especially helpful here, as most Tweets featuring it are some version of "God, this damn song is stuck in my head."

[10] Literally "[Someone] changes the atmosphere/scene. The atmosphere/scene changes." See note 1

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La Belle Dame avec Merci: Chapter 7 - Showdown at the Pit

Eddie Munson x Unpopular!AFAB!fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+ readers only please - minor children DNI! – No Upsidedown; reader is technically a virgin; mutual pining; Eddie has trust issues; emotional hurt/comfort; female masturbation; male masturbation; emotional manipulation; reader is kinda shitty to Eddie; reader gets better; angst; more angst; Eddie’s mom is dead; small act of accidental physical violence; Uncle Wayne is the best; Gareth is not; fistfight; nipple play; angst angst and more angst

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Eddie felt a tad guilty when you handed over the cash from your purse and he gathered the pizza and the six-pack of soda. He’s meant to be the one who should treat you. But you explained that this was your idea and therefore your treat and he couldn’t really argue with you; the look you gave him was enough to let him know that. He had grinned at you, shyly. He sorta liked it when you were a little bossy.

You wound up back at the quarry, in his van, the vehicle backed up to face the water and the back doors open to the night. There were several blankets in the back. As he tucked one around your legs and made sure you were comfortable, Eddie explained they usually had them to wrap up the band’s equipment every week to play over at the Hideout. As you ate and drank, you talked about music and his dreams for the future. You talked about what you want to do. There are cities you’d both like to see, places you’d both like to go. You talked about life, your childhoods. Eddie skirted around his mother, but you didn’t push. Some things could wait.

The pizza was done and your tongues were tired. You sat side-by-side and watched the dark water shift in the breeze. His warm fingertips brushed your left palm, tracing fire on the surface of your skin. “Can we do this again?” he asked softly.

“Of course,” you replied.

“And what about Monday?”

“What do you mean?” you asked.

Eddie shrugged. “Seems to me with nothing on the line, with this just being about us, that you might not be so willing to have all the PDA anymore.” He gave you a curious look. “You still want to meet me at your locker or me at yours? In the hallways for everyone to see? Or… is this just between us?”

“You think I’d be ashamed to be with you,” you said, “if it wasn’t fake. If we couldn't hide from everyone else. You think that I'd hide you away like some filthy secret.”

Eddie nodded and didn’t meet your eyes. Well, tonight was almost perfect, but he should have known better. He awaited the death blow with his hands gripping the van on either side of his thighs, eyes shut. Your chilled fingertips were on his chin, guiding his face back toward yours. “Why would I turn you away? Why wouldn't I be proud as hell to be with you?”

Eddie huffed a cynical laugh. “I guess we’ll just have to see.” His gaze fell to the water again.

You watched him, carefully, head tilting over toward him to catch his eyes. “You doubt me.”

“No offense, sweetheart, but I doubt every good thing that comes my way,” he said, swallowing past a lump in his throat.

“And why is that?” you asked. Your hand traveled up the inside of his forearm, icy fire left in its wake. He suppressed a shiver but it translated as a stiffening of his whole body and you took it as him defending himself, blocking you from learning more. You took your hand away. “I’m sorry,” you said, “I didn’t mean to push too far.”

“It’s not that,” he said, searching desperately to explain himself without actually explaining himself. He couldn't. “Your hands are freezing, girl. Come here.” He spread out two or three blankets in layers and held out a hand for you to come sit. You obliged and settled yourself further into the van. He covered your legs up with another blanket and moved to close the van’s back doors.

He was so attentive, all you could do was shake your head. You hadn’t complained of the cold, but he protected you from it all the same. He really did have a heart of gold.

As he settled down next to you in the dark, asking you if you were warm enough, you answered him by scooting closer to him and brushing the hair away from his cheek and kissing him there. “I’m fine now. Thank you. I didn’t want to be a bother.”

He could feel his cheek burn from the kiss you had planted there. It was not his way to get his hopes up over any girl. He shifted the pizza box and the remnants of the six pack of sodas more toward the back of the driver’s seat and cleared his throat. “You’re no trouble,” he said while facing away from you. Job done, he had no choice but to settle back down next to you. Casually, he draped an arm over your shoulders with a confidence that he did not feel. As a matter of fact, you had managed to rob all his bravado from him with that one simple peck on the cheek. It had unknowingly contained just enough intimacy and tenderness to crack his resolve once again.

There was a silence that swallowed you both in the darkness of the van.

“Thanks for the blankets.” Your voice was loud in the small quiet.

“Yeah, I mean, I'd turn the van's heater on, but it's pretty shitty,” he said. “But the blankets work well. And we have plenty, so may as well put ‘em to good use.”

“Right.”

Silence again. The weight of it pulled at you both. For lack of anything better to do, you leaned in against his chest, pressing your cheek to the cold of his jacket, feeling it slowly warm.

He chuckled softly, “You really like me, huh?”

You hummed in the affirmative. “Afraid I’m pretty stuck on you, Munson.”

He huffed another laugh and dumbly stared into the darkness. He idly ran his hand over your upper arm and shoulder and mulled over what he had done to make you so damn happy. He had spent this week dreading your presence and wishing he didn’t feel used. He’s spent the rest of the week being angry at you. He couldn’t fathom it; what the hell was so attractive about that?

“And,” you began again slowly, your voice a shy whisper, “if I’m honest, I’ve been looking forward to seeing you this whole week and you haven’t been around for a chunk of it. Would you like to make it up to me?”

He looked at you with a curious sideways glance that made you melt. His eyes were devastating at the best of times; now, in the dark, they carried their own mesmerizing sparkle; they were temptation itself.

You brought your hand up and cupped his face. He moved his head downward and you nuzzled next to his ear and kissed the shell of it. Moving south, you pressed your lips to the corner of his jaw. With each kiss, he leaned bit by bit more toward you until, finally, you reached his pulse point where he closed his eyes and audibly moaned.

You were wet instantly. Slowly, you brought your head around, tracing the tip of your nose along his jawline and captured his mouth in a slow, lingering kiss. You felt his opposite hand warm on your waist as his other brought you closer to him. “You want to be my girl, princess?” he managed, his voice breathless. You nodded, your glassy-eyed look meeting his.

He went to raise his hand from your waist to your face and brushed your breast on the way. Instantly, Eddie apologized, blushing profusely. “God, I’m sorry. I, uh, I didn’t mean to— I swear.”

Smiling, you unbuttoned your coat, bringing it down off your arms and exposing your simple scoop-neck blouse. You then took his offending hand, palm up, and kissed it, slow and warm. You met his amazed eyes and said, “It’s okay. I didn’t mind,” while boldly placing his hand directly over your breast, your invitation clear.

The breath left Eddie’s body. His cock twitched.

You pulled him gently toward you by the collar of his jacket. “Come here, sweet boy.” You were kissing him before he was aware of what was happening. He didn’t remember drifting back toward you. He didn’t remember your breath on his face as you hovered near before taking his lips. He didn’t remember the searching gaze you gave him seconds before your lips met. All he was aware of was your velvet tongue against his and how soft your breast was under his hand. He squeezed it carefully and you moaned into him. It didn’t take him long to locate your pebbled nipple under the layers of clothing and he kneaded the tissue there, glorying in the lascivious sounds that came from you with every movement. Sounds that he and only he was pulling from you. Him. Eddie Munson. The Freak.

You parted to catch your breath. Suddenly, you were wearing far too many clothes for Eddie’s liking. But he didn’t dare ask you. What you were giving him was miracle enough. He watched his hand as it worked your tit, fascinated by how you closed your eyes, lost to his touch. Your hand covered his. “Need more, Ed.” Jesus, you were whining.

“What do you want, babygirl?” he asked. “Tell me.”

“Need you—“ you began. Suddenly you were too shy to say it out loud. His eyes were intense on you, glistening in what little moonlight reached where you were in the van. “I, uh…”

He bent in slowly and kissed you again, his thumb idly passing over your erect nipple back and forth soothingly. “Come on, angel. You can tell me.” His words whispered over the skin of your jawline and neck where he peppered tender kisses as he moved toward your collarbone.

Eddie didn’t know what you needed, but he knew you had limits. Every person had. He bided his time enjoying the feel, smell, and taste of you while waiting for you to find your voice. He didn’t dare go beyond where you had shown him he could go. He didn’t want to break the spell, ruin the good thing that was finally happening to him. All he could do was coax you out of your shell a bit and make you feel good.

As the tip of his cold nose traced circles on your skin, you closed your eyes and found some courage. “Need you to suck on my tits, Eddie. Please. Need to feel your mouth there.”

Another verbal gut-punch. He huffed a shuddering breath on your skin. His fingers found your blouse at your waistline and pulled the material up and off of you. He watched as you unhooked your bra from behind your body and it dropped down and away in the darkness. He told you to lie down as you shivered, but not from the cold. Eddie's look did that. The blankets were cool beneath you but you barely noticed; Eddie was too beautiful hovering above you.

His dark eyes were roving all over you, luscious mouth slightly open, hair framing his gorgeous face. “You are so fucking beautiful,” he said, adding your name with a reverence that moved something deep in your soul. Slowly, carefully, watching you for any sign of objection, he slid a hand up your waist to your breast, once again cupping your flesh but with no barrier to prevent the play of the skin under his pressure, your nipple hard and erect not just from the cold, but because of the boy who was looking at you as if you created the universe.

As he ducked down, his hair tickled your skin. His breath on you was a thrilling sensation you weren’t expecting and your breath stuttered. He stopped short. “You okay? You want this, right?”

“I do, Eddie. I really really do. Please.” Your hands were in his hair and you pressed his head gently downward toward you.

Your back arched of its own accord as the heat of him found your skin. Your responsiveness was unreal. Eddie rolled the pebble of your nipple around and over his tongue, alternating suckling and licking, playing with what worked for you and when he found something you really reacted to, he happily came back to that time and time and time again.

He pulled off your nipple and blew air over it before turning to you. “How’s that, beautiful?”

“Mmmore,” you begged him through slitted eyes. “More baby, please.”

Baby? Jesus. And that whine of yours would be the death of him.

BANG! BANG! BANG! “Hey Munson! You in there?!”

The noise caused both of you to yelp and both of you to frantically cover your nakedness up. You had no idea who it was, but you prayed they hadn’t peeked into the back windows while the two of you were preoccupied. The blush on your face could probably be seen from space.

For his part, Eddie was in a straight-up panic - but only at first. Then, he was angry. “You fucks,” he muttered, running a hand down his face. “Of course.”

“Eddie!” another voice came from the side door as more blows fell. A slight shadow passed over the front windshield. Another figure pressed up against the back windows, hands coming up to block out the outside light to peer in. “He’s in there. With someone else.”

“What? Who is it?” you asked Eddie at the same time the figure at the window outside said: “Shit.” The male voice was filled with regret for a grievous mistake he knew he made.

“Hey, you don’t think it’s—“ the first voice said and then you recognized it: Gareth. Another series of loud bangs against the back door and he followed it up with: “You fucking traitor! What the fuck are you doing fooling around with her? You said yourself she doesn’t give a shit about you, that it’s all an act. What the fuck man?”

“Hey maybe she really likes him,” said another voice, you thought it might be Grant.

Gareth countered: “Or maybe she’s pussy-whipped him into doing something really stupid like showing up at Thanksgiving to piss off her parents.” His next shout was directed at Eddie: “She’s using you, man. Wise up, put your dick away, and get out here.”

You looked helplessly at Eddie who looked lost himself. You could feel his gaze on you as you sat there, your blouse and part of the blanket clutched to your chest. He took up another blanket and threw it over you, almost covering your head in his haste. “Sorry,” he said, “but uh… you get dressed. I’ll go talk to them, okay?”

Another round of bangs and Gareth’s loud voice interrupted you before you could say anything. You nodded instead and gestured toward the back doors of the van with a grand wave. Eddie started to go, reached the doors, and shook his head, reconsidering. Changing tactics, he headed toward the driver’s seat. Before he got there, he draped another blanket over your legs, saying “Keep warm, sweetheart. I’ll be as fast as I can.” A swift kiss to your temple sent a reassuring feeling through you. He clambered over the console and front seat, got out the driver’s door, and herded the boys away.

After you put your bra and top back on and shoved your arms in your coat sleeves, you snuck to the front of the van and watched the boys surround Eddie out of the driver’s side window. Gareth had his hands on his hips when he wasn’t gesticulating wildly. Jeff and Gareth had their hands in their pockets, sheepishly adding to Gareth’s argument points.

Eddie stood resolute with arms crossed not saying a word.

Finally, you heard Gareth shout: “What kind of man are you that you let yourself be used like this, man? I mean, after all, she’s just some piece of pussy!”

Time stopped. For Gareth, Eddie’s eyes turned to glistening dark voids in the moonlight. He was so still, it frightened all three of them. Without warning, Eddie grabbed Gareth by his jacket and threw him down on the ground so hard, he barely had time to stumble before he hit the dirt hard, the breath leaving his body in a loud “Oof!”

Eddie leapt on him in an instant, hauling back a fist and planting it against Gareth’s face. Another came down on his stomach and Gareth convulsed with the impact. Both Jeff and Grant pulled Eddie away and he shook them off.

“Who’s next?” Eddie said, spinning on Jeff and Grant, completely furious. “Because you three have no FUCKING clue what’s going on here. That girl,” here he pointed at the van, and despite knowing that none of them could readily see you, you recoiled from it anyway. “That girl is the best thing I ever–. What I told you before was bullshit because I didn’t understand her. Now, we’ve talked and I do. And I do NOT want to tell you three anything about us because look what the fuck you’ve done tonight?! Maybe you should stop worrying about me like you’re my mom or something. Last I checked - my mom was DEAD.”

Your gasp echoed in the closed space of the van. You had known - of course you had - without him telling you outright in the shaft, but to hear him say it out loud like that - like it was a weapon - it was shocking. He was hiding so much pain from you. There was a tightness in your chest and you fought the urge to race out there and hold him.

Meanwhile, Gareth sat up halfway through this little speech and held his stomach and his face. Jeff went to him and pulled him to his feet. “We were just looking out for you, man,” said Gareth. “We’re your friends, remember?”

“I remember that you just ruined a perfectly good night and scared the shit out of the both of us. Why don’t you three just fuck off, huh? Or better yet - go find some girls of your own?” said Eddie.

Gareth huffed and tried to find support from Grant and Jeff but came up short. “What? One quick speech and you two assholes are willing to let this brainwashed pussy-whipped loser get to you? What are you? Soft?”

Eddie started toward Gareth again. “What? You think I’m scared of you, man? Huh?” shouted Gareth.

That was it. You’d had enough. These boys were best friends and falling out in a huge way and it was all your fault. The van made you suddenly claustrophobic. You headed toward the sliding door and got out. The boys were on the opposite side and couldn’t see you and your car was sitting right there so you got in, started the engine and took off as quickly as you could, the headlights giving you one last glimpse of all four boys before guiding you into the night and back to the safety of your own neighborhood.

“FUCK!” Eddie screamed. “You motherfucker! Look what you did!” He spun on Gareth but Jeff stepped forward, blocking his way, hands up in a placating gesture. His hands gripped Eddie’s jacket and he held him back, but barely. Eddie was wild with anger now. “Get off me! Get OFF! He’s going to get the beating of a lifetime!”

“Come on then, pussy-whipped little bitch!” shouted Gareth. Grant held him back by his upper arms. “Let me at him, Grant! Fuck off!”

“Look man,” Jeff said over his shoulder to Gareth, “they were obviously busy in the van when we came up. So there’s something happening here that’s real between them otherwise she’d have been arguing with him or-or- not here at all!” He regarded Eddie. “Hey! Hey! Calm down and tell me this - tell me this - tell me this: you’re sure about her, right man? I mean, really sure?”

Eddie took a couple of breaths before answering him. “Yeah, man. Couldn’t be more sure.”

“She’s not playing you? She’s cool? Totally cool?”

“Totally. For real. She’s the bona-fuking-fide genuine article. We worked it out. She’s… amazing.” His shoulders fell and he relaxed in Jeff’s grip. He looked back at where your car had disappeared into the night. “And now I’ve lost her. Fuck!” You had seen his truly violent side. Finally. Eddie's gut churned. He thought he was going to puke.

“I never thought I’d see the day,” said Gareth smugly, more relaxed, but clearly still angry. “The great Eddie Munson seduced by the dark side.” He shook his shoulders free of Grant’s grip.

“You know what Gar,” said Grant, landing one meaty hand again on the shorter man’s shoulder, “you really need to go out and get laid.” Gareth shook him off again with a huff. Grant nodded at Eddie. “If it’s real, then go after her. If it’s not, then go home. Either way, I’m cold, it’s gonna rain soon, and it’s late. And I don’t feel like fighting over a chick I have no chance of kissing anyway. If she breaks your heart, I guess I’ll help you pick up the pieces. But for right now? Guys. Let’s go.”

Grant guided Gareth away toward the car they had borrowed from Gareth’s mom to get there. Jeff took an extra second to regard Eddie at arm’s length. “You good?” Eddie nodded and ran a hand over his face. “Go get her, man. If she rocks your world? Go fucking get her.” He gave Eddie a friendly shove toward the van. “See you Monday, Romeo.”

“Fuck off,” said Eddie with a tired smile. “See you.”

Eddie lit a cigarette to help calm himself as the van moved away from the pit and toward Loch Nora. He didn’t know exactly where you lived but he had your number and he knew the color, make, and model of your car. He drove toward the nearest payphone. Short of getting you on the phone, he prayed your family didn’t have a garage and you parked outside. He didn’t care if it took him all night to track you down. He didn’t care if he woke your parents up. He didn’t care if he woke up the whole fucking town of Hawkins. He was going to find you and talk to you tonight if it was the last thing he did. He had to explain. He had to tell you that he would never - EVER - raise a hand to you. That he would never become his father. Not for anything in the world. He had to tell you.

And kiss you. He had to kiss you. He had to kiss his girl - even if it was for the last time.

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can you do headcanons on how hiemdall would flirt with the reader :)

heimdall x reader [headcanon]

[masterlist]

tags: fluff, touching.

wc: dunno, but not so long. maybe close to 1k.

thanks to the anon for the request! I really love to write headcanons, especially for this man. ^^ I hope firstly the anon, and you all will like it. enjoy!

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heimdall is kinda flirty but he shows this side of him only for you. yes, he is having fun while flirting with others but just to make you angry or jeaolus. he is a dumbass after all and he needs everything you do, you feel and you think. he needs to know that he is on your mind like – all day and night.

and yes, he is certainly that kind of man who loves to see you giggle, having blushed and pink colored face, taking your breath away with his flirty behaviour. he usally jokes about you or simply, tease you but whenever he feels so wonderful, he comes to your side, making you cut the thing you are doing in the middle just to be in his target of flirty sentences.

he uses the words so delicately and professionaly, you can not help but to think that whether he works on them specially or not in the meantime you are separated from each other. he gives you fire on the heart, skin and mind. he picks up lines that will make you all dizzy, not knowing how to reply. he leaves you nothing except chuckling shyly, trying to hide your blushed face from heimdall who does not hide the fun he has in those moments. he acts like he isn’t flirting with you at all, like it is something he usally does, but no, you know damn well that he does it on purpose because he perfectly choose those moments in which you are focused on something fully, or in front of other people who can not hear but see you very well.

he even likes to flirt with you so openly, in front of other people when they can hear you closely or when you are in a conversation with them because he likes the idea that every fucking people know you belong to him – he is the only one who is allow to make you like this; all dizzy, happy and shy with his flirts.

he uses his body language as well while flirting with you; he caresses your hair, face, back, waist, wrist, hand – simply, wherever he can find in that particular moment but you know that the place he touch you changes from time to time. he touches personal parts of your body when you are alone such as your abdomen, neck, lips, and thighs. using his words while closing the gap between your bodies, kneeling to your level, making you breathless. with touching you so closely, his flirty manner hit you like a bomb, exploding in your heart and even in unholy places.

when you are outside the doors, in front of other eyes, he chooses your hair, cheeks, and hands to show affection while flirting with you. he wants you to comfortable but also he wants to show his love still.

when you are talking with people who he sees as danger for you, he touches in a more protective way; hugging you from behind, holding your back and shoulders. not having any shame to flirt with you in front of those people - because for him, they have bad thoughts about you or simply he gets jealous because of the closeness they show.

in every situation, in every place and moment, he can make you feel passionate and loving. his way of flirting changes according to the mood you have in that moment; if you are happy he just makes you happier, if you are sad he makes you feel calm with his well-chosen words and if you are not sure what to feel, he chooses a delicate flirting style.

he is really good at flirting, especially while having intimate moments. he doesn't wait for you reply with a flirty sentence back, no, he likes to wait there and see its effects on you.

some of flirty sentences he uses;

✵ "sunshine, you are looking gorgeous!" not when you put a special dress on, no, he finds you gorgeous every day and he can say this in every situation, even when you are covered in dust all over.

✵ "I have the eyes that shows me everywhere in all realms but they keep staying on you because you are the only thing worth to look at." how much you loved to see the way his purple glowing eyes looking at you.

✵ "no, no, not at all honey," he will say whenever you feel insecure about something. "you are perfect. you are all perfect. even if you don't, you will be for me. I can't see any thing that wrong with you." he will show you his ability on reading mind and intentions and when you see how he is honest, you will feel a joy.

✵ "look at you!" he will come to your side while you have a special dress on you or lingerie, "all for me. gorgeous, I will have fun while watching this dress on you and I will personally will have much more fun when it is on the ground." yes, he is both flirty and naughty.

✵ "hey people," he will say when he comes to your side while you are having conversations with others, putting a hand on your waist, "and hey, my wonderful love." yes, he loves to use nicknames while flirting.

✵ "and now my sun is rising." he will say the moment you visit him in the afternoon. he sees you as his sun and moon. his days starts with you, and his nights ends with you. he shows it to you clearly. "you know you are brighter than the sun, right, sunshine - or should I say, my sun?"

in the end of the day, you will remember his flirts, smiling to yourself with the love on your heart that you hold for him, only for him. and knowing very well you are under the influence - a good one - of his flirting manners, heimdall will smile to - a real one.

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voidsentprinces · 6 months

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Mylla: Another word out of your mouth, Aldis and I'll beat you to death. Solkzagyl: Nah, therapy would take too much time. Imma just create an entire gaslighting plot around my death to recreate batman for Ishgard. Wyrnzoen: We get into some mild shenanigans here. Curious Gorge: I could try to look inward and explore my emotions...or I could just keep hitting things. Fray: This is bullshit, this whole thing is bullshit, that's a scam, fuck the church, here's a dark soul crystal. Sophie: Walk, walk, fashion baby. Hamon: It isn't violence against the elderly, if I call it TRAINING and I AM the elderly. Widargelt: Going to have more royal drama than the Sultana. Foulques: Gridania is racist...they will never fix this. But I can! BECAUSE I AM THE BEST LANCER IN THE WOR--OH NO! Estinien: Ishgard is classist...they will never fix this. But I can! BECAUSE I AM THE BEST DRAGOON IN THE WOR--OH NO! Jacke: We can stab people AND stop acts of terrorism. Karasu: Just having a little giggle. Having a bit of a laugh. Master Musosai: DAME DA NE! DAME YO DAME NA NO YO! Drusilla: Grandad was mad that the Emperor trolled him and is now making it everyone's problem. Sylphie: You may not like it but this is what peak conjury looks like. Raya-O-Senna: Hello and welcome! A-Ruhn-Senna: Die in a forest fire. Alka: Is it me or is that tonberry kinda...cute? Leveva: I would say I am sorry for blacking out, beating you and then burying you up to your neck in the middle of Coerthas. But I am not. Jannequinard: It is QUITE fine, my dear Lady Leveva. You did only what the stars asked, as any astrologian worth their salt would do. Aries Rising and all that. Loifa: I could easily explain my motives and backstory but this quest line has to last 8 more levels. Silvairre: Gridania is racist and shall never change its wa--oh no something happened to me personally. I have seen the error of my ways! Sanson: I can still hear his voice. Guydelot: Gay, gay, homosexual, gay, gay Stephanivien: Gonne training requires a steady hand and a leveled head. So I shall send you to someone who will teach you these things. Rostnstahl: ...sorry what? That guy over there has been looking at me for a while. Joye: That's your reflection. Rostnstahl: Oh right...hey you, shoot that guy over there in the ass. Nashmeira: Therapy would take too much time, lets dance for people's enjoyment. Cocobuki: How do you feel about casting Fire I for 50 levels? Shatotto: An arrow may have your name on it. But a fire ball is addressed to whom it may concern. K'lyhia: If my calculations are correct, you are only in this to get God and Anime on your side. Y'mhrita: I hear you know my sister. Well good news, cause we're about to harnass the power of GOD AND ANIME TO OUR SIDE! X'rhun: Yeah, I don't know why people keep running past and yelling, "Would you care to fuck this catman". Martyn: I am helping cure the smallpox by putting on shows to raise awareness. Quickly, VOMIT A FISH AT ME!

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yourcarnevoreuspal · 4 months

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Tired of the same ole' creatures munching on your preys? Need some ideas for a new pred oc? Then you've found the right post!

Welcome to Carn is a nerd and knows a lot of man eating monsters!

Starting off with the classics, we've got: Giants, werewolves, naga, and dragons! Might I suggest different kinds of giants! We have a variety: cloud, frost, fire, storm, and hill and all the others from that lovely tabletop game, but have you heard of Fomorians? Next off, werewolves! Gotta love them, but maybe you're a tad tired of the wolfish features? What's stopping you from making any other kind of lycanthrope! Weretiger? Wereshark (may he rest in peace)? Werecroc? Heck, anything can be a wonderful pred cursed to transform under the moonlight.

Moving on, let's mention some new ones! Ghouls, a creepy undead creature that devours flesh of both dead and living! Driders, a wonderfully terrifying mixture of human and spider! Or what of their lesser known, equally scary, and quite naga-esk friends: Oomukade! A human upperhalf with the long body of a Centipede?

Taking from my own pfp, a Peryton! Mixture of bird and stag with a penchant for human hearts! Another goodie, Oni! ogre-esk Yo/kai that, while some may be good, also have a craving for humans! Slimes are always a good choice: so many fun colors and so malleable!

Vampiric creatures are always fun, but there's a million different ones! From Aswang and Pennanengal more gruesome ones, to Jiangshi the hopping vampire and Baku the nightmare eaters!

Special shout out to Yara-Ma-Yha-Who that are literally small red men that devour humans whole!

Rakshasa are tiger-men with backward hands known to eat people!

Dinosaurs, especially the carnivorous ones? Top tier. Didn't chew. Along that line, pterodactyls and pelicans? Birds like to eat prey whole.

Don't forget Mimics! A shapeshifting creature hidden in plain sight? And merfolk! Can't imagine a hungry shark mer would pass up some prey, now would they?

The Hydra? Many heads=many mouths. I'm just saying.

Bottom line is, many things can make good preds.

I suggest looking into mythology, our ancestors created a lot of monsters that like to eat people. Just make sure to learn about the creatures you're using.

And as for animal preds, I always make them humanoid or have the ability to transform into the creature- (having straight up animal preds might be considered kinda weird, especially if sexualized and I do not condone.)

I'll probably do another of these, listing off more creatures good for vore potential another time - there's plenty more.

#vore talk #vore ideas #pred oc #safe vore #fatal vore #samesize vore #same size vore #g/t vore #gt vore #half size vore #tw vore #vore story

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Chapter Seventeen: Battling In New York~! (Part Three)

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Chapter Warning: Violence, death of a minor character, blood.

A/n: Key Notes about this chapter:

There will be more Kwami Swapping. I know it can be annoying, but hey...we'll see who gets who this round.

New characters are appearing as a teaser. Fully revealed in the next and final chapter of this arc.

Ladybug and Chat Noir are gonna be super OP down the line. Then again, so are Bakugo and Deku.

As requested by you folks, more of the American teen heroes xD

So with that, let's get to part three~

“We need to find Empress Tigresse and King Stinger!” Chat Noir argued, the two having been called by Lady Dragon, the heroine reporting that Techlonizer was spotted with some allies and would need backup.

“I know! But we need to prioritize this first!” Ladybug explained as she was swinging into the scene, already ready to summon her Lucky Charm.

“Don’t be scared~“ Techlonizer chuckled, watching the United Heroez carefully with a dark smirk, “I only wish to finish what I started~”

Ladybug was about to throw her yo-yo up in the air, but suddenly felt her communicator go off. Biting her lower lip, she picked up and answering it, frantically hissed.

“Kinda busy here! Still have to de-akumatize Techlonizer!”

“It’s about Zoe. She was akumatized and we need backup” King Stinger spoke from the comm as his face was shown on Ladybug’s screen, frowning. In the background, Empress Tigresse, Pixie Girl and The Sorcerer were doing their best to stop Sole Crusher from stomping on anymore people.

“We need you here. NOW!”

“I’ll go!” Rody’s voice called as he was coming out of the fire, soot covered his body from head to toe, Pino flying frantically above him while the ladybug and kitten stayed on Rody’s shoulders, “You deal with these guys, I’ll deal with Zoe!“

Ladybug had so many questions. However, her eyes landed on the briefcase that was in Rody’s hand and immediately understood. Nodding her head, she soon rushed to get Techlonizer and his crew, Chat Noir reluctantly following after her.

Lady Dragon landed next to Rody, already turning into her full dragon form, “Hop on. I’ll go with you.”

The Otheon thief didn’t argue as he jumped on her back, the two now soaring to the sky to locate where King Stinger and the others would be.

“NO!” Nine yelled, about to chase them but not before both Deku and Bakugo jumped in together, kicking the armoured man to another building to stop him.

The current Holder of One-For-All paused in his steps as Bakugo went straight ahead to use his Exploding Gaunlets towards the villain, looking around for someone.

When his eyes landed on Bonnie Blanche, he rushed over to her, “Bon, I need you.”

Perking up with a bright smile as she was called on, the rabbit themed heroine looked over at him and hopped over to him, “What do you need, Deku?”

“We need to head to places and pick up some people. Will you help me?”

The rabbit heroine nodded, already opening a burrow with a twirl of her umbrella. Taking his hand, Bonnie Blanche soon jumped in with Deku in tow, and the two ending up in the “warren” where the other portals were.

“So what is it that you’re planning?” Bonnie Blanche asked before she saw the Dragon Pendant in hand and blinked when Izuku pointed at a portal.

“First I have to go to Shoto-kun and get the Bee Miraculous back.”

“But why?”

Deku was about to explain when he shivered for a second, frowning when he glanced over somewhere, Bonnie Blanche following his line of sight. He didn’t know why, but he felt like someone was watching him. However, the presence was gone as soon as he was pinpointing it out, making Deku narrow his eyes.

“D-deku?” Bonnie Blanche asked worriedly, snapping Deku out of it.

“…Sorry,” The green haired hero turned to her and smiled weakly, then looked determined, “Anyways! I have a plan!”

Rody looked down at the briefcase on his lap with a somber look, pursing his lips as he touched over the top of it. Taking a deep breath, he opened it with a click of the locks, peeking inside.

There, he saw a four sectioned square casings with a circular center and a gold outline. In each section of the square are four different objects and in a different color with a darker-shaded circled symbol in the center. One of the objects missing was a red section with a darker eagle symbol. The objects that were inside are some sort of traditional looking cloak pin, some sort of ring, and feathered earrings.

But his eyes was mostly focused on the middle one, which seems to be some sort of hair tie with tribunal patterns on it. Unconsciously, he reached out for the hair tie and once it was in the palm of his hand, a warm glow formed above the object. Rody didn’t feel scared about this, almost feeling a sense of dejavu as a little Kwami like creature appeared before him. This little one looked a lot like Pino in a way, only their body was green with red, black and white patterned wings along with their feathered top.

Opening it’s dark beady eyes, the creature cooed softly in warmth.

“Greetings, my new Chosen. My name is Talli.”

“I’m Rody.” The boy introduced himself immediately, not noticing Fei was looking back at him questionably, “I’m sorry that you’re stuck with me. Your master…“

“—Has completed his mission. Now your destiny shall begin,” Talli watched as Rody looked down at the Miraculous in hand, his eyes sorrowful and unsure, “Why do you not have confidence in yourself, Young Rody?”

“Because all my life, I’ve done bad things to survive. I had to cheat, lie and do anything so I could place food for the table for my siblings. Try to give them a way to have a bright future when I couldn’t,” Rody murmured as he squeezed the Miraculous in hand, “I do not deserve to be a Miraculous holder, especially not the new Guardian. Can’t I give it to Pixie Girl or The Sorcerer? They were looking for your Master and you guys—“

“Pala would NEVER give the Miracle Box to someone he was not sure of. The Spirits of his ancestors has led you to him as the next successor.“ Talli said with a sure tone, as Rody barked a laugh.

“No. It was a coincidence that we met. A mistake.“

“There is no such thing as coincidences. Do not mock a dead man’s wish for us to be in good hands. Your hands.”

Rody went silent as Talli continued.

“You are destined for great things. It starts now. I am sure your mother would be very proud of you and the man that you’ve grown up to be.”

“M-My mum?” Rody breathed out as he looked at the Kwami in confusion, “How—?”

“Rody?”

The brunet snapped his head towards the sound of a woman’s voice and gasped, his eyes widening in shock at the sight before him. Behind a glowing Pino was a visage of a middle aged woman dressed in a pilot’s suit with tanned skin, light brown hair like Rody’s that was tied as a side ponytail and bright silver like eyes.

“M…Mum…?”

Rody shakily reached a hand out to the spirit before him, tears welling in his eyes as the woman smiled softly, reaching her own gloved hand towards him.

“You’re so grown up. Time sure flies.” The woman laughed softly as Rody sobbed openly, wishing to reach up and hug her.

“Mum! Y-You’re here. R-roro and Lala, they—“

“I know. I’ve been watching you kids the whole time. I’m sorry that Ed had left you guys alone. I’m sorry that I wasn’t there for you when you needed me.”

Rody shook his head, sniffling, “N-No, it’s not your fault. If anything I…I’m sorry I let you down. I lost my way…”

“And you can find your way back. Rody,” The woman said firmly as she reached to touch his son’s cheek, softening a little, “It’s never too late to make a change. I’ve always told you to always take a leap of faith on anything your heart desires. Just as I know that flying is your dream. A big part of you that will never go away.”

“Mum, I have to look after the kiddos…”

“And you do a wonderful job, you’re the best big brother they could love and ask for. I’m very proud of you so far, and hope you continue to grow…” The woman softened as she then breathed out, “But you also have to take care of yourself too, my little wingspan.”

“Rody, we’re here!” Fei interrupted, the dragon flying near to where Soul Crusher was, already cornering Pixie Girl and the Sorcerer, both King Stinger and Empress Tigresse missing in action.

“Do what you gotta do, Rody. I know you will know what to do in the end.”

Rody snapped his head to his mother and shook his head, “N-No, no no, you—you just got here! I have so many things to say, so many things to ask…please don’t go yet, Mum—“

The woman smiled as she touched over where Pino was just floating motionlessly, and chuckled, “I’m not that far away. If you ever need me, you can always talk to this cutie right here. I’ll always be with you, Roro and Lala…I love you guys. This isn’t a goodbye. We’ll meet each other again.”

Rody sniffled, raising his hands up to catch Pino, who was floating down onto his palms. The woman slowly vanished into sparkles of light, leaving Rody to cry silently and hug his bird companion tightly to his chest. Once he got his bearings together, Talli looked to him with a knowing smile.

“So, Rody Soul…what shall you do now?“

He was quiet for a moment, chewing his lower lip as he thought for a moment. With a determined face, he took off his own hair tie and tied his hair with the Miraculous on, tightening his ponytail as he looked to the Kwami.

“Never too late to make a change, right?” Rody told the bird like creature as Pino woke up and rested on his shoulder with a chirp. Rody looked over to Sole Crusher then turned to Talli with a grin.

“So, what should I do?”

Talli chuckled in amusement, nodding their head, “All you have to say is; Talli, Soul of Unity.”

“STOP SCREWING AROUND!”

An explosion went off as both Ladybug and Chat Noir moved out of the way when Bakugo landed a hit on the bandaged covered man, sending him flying.

“Mummy Bastard…don’t underestimate me!”

“Are you okay?” Ladybug landed beside the blond, noticing then that one of his gauntlets were missing, then thought with an impressed smile, ’He sacrificed his own gear…’

“LOOK ALIVE PEOPLE!” Fury shouted as he and his other ghost partners flew above them, tackling the beast like man.

Next to them, Sparrow, Uncanny Valley and Tsukuyomi went after the woman with hair extending quirk.

“He’s right! We should take down Techlonizer and that other guy with him, and fast!” Chat Noir stated to Bakugo and Ladybug, twirling his bo-staff in his hand, “What’s the plan?”

“Judging with the fights against the pros, the new guy has more than one quirk,” Bakugo murmured as he looked to where Sir Nighteye and Eraserhead were up against Nine, then back at the duo, “You two deal with the Akumatized villain. I’ll help the heroes with those other freaks.”

“We’ve got your backup, Kacchan!”

Both Bakugo and Ladybug looked up and spotted Deku coming out from Bonnie Blanche’s portal, both he and the rabbit heroine were being followed by a few people.

“Wha…?”

Ladybug was surprised to see not just Carapace and Queen Beebeside Deku, but it seems there are new faces. The spotted heroine felt her head spin, before looking at Deku for an explanation.

“Okay, I can totally explain~”

“Anyways, I have a plan!”

Deku soon was popping his head into a portal nearby, reaching his arm out before pulling someone in. Glitter Gilt yelped as she looked around in surprise before looking back at him, then at Bonnie Blanche.

“Errrr, what’s up guys?” She asked as Deku was looking into another portal.

“Sabrina-san, power down for a moment, I need Daizzi for someone else.” He told her, soon reaching both his arms out into the portal to pull in King Stinger and Empress Tigresse.

The Bee Hero looked confused as he watched Glitter Gilt powered down, the Pig Kwami falling into her hands. Although Empress Tigresse whirled around to Deku to ask for an explanation, but Deku raised his hand up in front of her, shaking his head.

“No time to explain. Power down and hand me the Tiger Miraculous. Shoto, you as well. I will need Pollen.” Deku said all this calmly while he took the Pig Miraculous from Sabrina.

“What’s going on?” Shoto asked as he powered down, feeding Pollen before seeing Deku reaching into another portal once more, pulling in Rockershella, Feathertop and Cobalt Bull.

Deku told them to power down as well before looking back at the fire and ice hero.

“I need to give proper Miraculous to their permanent and respective owners. For this plan to succeed, I believe this is the best course of action.” He stated, taking the Bee Miraculous from Shoto before handing it to a gobsmacked Chloe, then reaching into another portal.

Sabrina, looking confused as Deku passed her the Tiger Miraculous to her, looked over at him, “Does Ladybug know you’re doing this?”

One knowing smile told her that, no, she didn’t.

Deku pulled Ubayagi into the warren with them, smiling softly at her once the Goat Heroine de-transformed and handed her Miraculous to him.

“So, um, w-what are we doing right now?” Nathaniel asked as his Miraculous was taken and suddenly was presented with…The Peacock Miraculous?

“As I’ve said, I’ve got the perfect line-up for everyone for this battle. Especially since we’re gonna be getting new recruits today,” Deku hummed, twirling the Turtle Miraculous in hand before handing it to Nino.

Which made Nino push the Miraculous back to Deku with a forlorn look.

“Are you crazy!? I screwed up as Carapace, you should give this to Nath and let him be Pridwen!”

“I second THAT. Why are you giving me the Bee again when Sabrina was doing brilliantly more so as the Bee Heroine?” Chloe argued, although Deku just looked at them as if their question was confounded.

“But you guys never screwed up as Carapace and Queen Bee?”

Nino snorted, “Do you not remember what happened with Sombre Swift?”

“That wasn’t your fault though?” Deku argued gently, while Nino was shaking his head, “Nino…”

“To be honest, Nino, I think Izuku has a point,” Nathaniel interrupted as he looked to Nino and softened, “While I know that Master Fu would be disappointed in me giving up my mantle for the Turtle, something in my whole being tells me you were the true holder for Wyazz than I.”

Nino stared at his friend and then gripped the bracelet in his hand, “…I don’t—”

“You have always been a loyal friend. Protective and true where it counts. And you’re not the only one that makes mistakes here,” The red head reasoned as he gave a smile, “So…if Izuku thinks you should be Carapace again, I do not mind giving you back the mantle.”

Nino sniffled for a moment, giving a one arm hug to Nathaniel and smiled, “…Thanks, man.”

He placed the bracelet on and watched it glow, Wyazz appearing before him and was surprised when the Kwami hugged his face.

“Duuuude~!” The Turtle Kwami let out a happy cry, which made Nino cry and pat the little guy’s head.

“Duuuude~!”

Meanwhile, Chloe stared down at the hairpin in hand then shook her head, walking towards Sabrina. She tried to hand it back to her, but was surprised when Sabrina refused.

“Pollen knows you’re her true holder. And so do I.” Sabrina explained as she smiled at her best friend, “You may think that being Queen Bee was a fluke, but I’ve always believed you were made to be her,”

“B-But…I’ve worked so hard being good…wh-what if I fall back to being the old Chloe again?”

“That won’t happen,” Shoto tilted his head as he stepped beside her, “But then again, I do not know what ‘the old you’ was like. But Chloe-san is still Chloe-san at the end of the day. Someone that wishes to help her friends and do good. Someone exceptional.”

Sabrina was relieved at his words, and she turned her head to watch Pollen appear before Chloe.

“My Queen,” The swami bowed her head as she smiled happily, “Whatever you decide, I shall support you. But as I’ve told Queen Sabrina, you are my true Queen.”

Deku watched quietly as Chloe teared up, but soon placed the hairpin into her hair and brought her confident face on. Good, he would think with a smile.

“So…I shall not be holding a Miraculous this time?” Shoto asked, noticing Kirishima and Yaoyorozu were not given a Miraculous either.

Deku grinned, “No. But I do have some ideas for you, Shoto. The same with Yaomomo and Eijiro.”

Nathaniel hummed, looking down at the brooch in hand. Curious, he placed it over his chest and watched it glow, Duusu appearing before him with a smile

“Oooohhh~ So cute~ And warm!” They cooed, nuzzling into the red head’s cheek. “Shall we?”

“I suppose we shall,” Nathaniel chuckled, stroking the top of the Kwami’s head with a finger.

Sabrina placed her Miraculous on and watched Rooar appear in front of her.

“Oohhh I can sense a fighting spirit in you~“ The Tiger Kwami said with a grin, “Ready to fight, partner~?”

“I-If you will have me!” The girl in glasses smiled, nodding her head.

Momo watched them before looking over at Deku, “So who are getting the Dragon, Ox, Pig and Goat then?”

Deku looked thoughtful for a moment.

“I…might have an idea for the Dragon. But I’m gonna need help with the rest,” Looking to her, Shoto and Eijiro, he smiled, “This is where you guys come in.”

Ladybug did notice that Momo, Shoto and Eijiro weren’t here and looked to Izuku questionably.

“Where did they go?”

“They have their own missions. Now…” Deku was looking at the new Dragon Heroine beside him, “Introduce yourself please~”

Looking unsure, the young Dragon Heroine sighed before looking to Ladybug, smiling, “I’m…Zhulong. Nice to meet you, Ladybug. I’m a huge fan!”

“Indeed she is. She even wears a costume of you—“ Izuku gulped a chuckle when the embarrassed Dragon Heroine nudged at him.

“Er, nice to meet you, Zhulong?” Ladybug smiled a little before looking back at the One-For-All user, “And the rest?”

Deku smirked, tilting his head, “On the way~”

Shoto should’ve known that he he was going to be faced with a challenge.

“So we’re going to convince my half sister to de-akumatize herself, and if that doesn’t work, we’re gonna defeat her and get her to use the Pig Miraculous?” Queen Bee said in a deadpan tone, her and Shoto arriving back to the area where Sole Crusher was, “Yeah, as if the first plan will happen.”

“We’ll have to try.” The fire and ice quirk user hummed as they rushed towards where Pixie Girl and Sorcerer were fending Sole Crusher back, but then blinked when two new faces arrived in the scene.

“Lady Dragon!…And, um…?” Queen Bee looked astounded at a colourful bird themed hero next to the Chinese heroine, and frowned, “Who’s this clown?”

“Thunderbird,” The new hero grinned as he saluted, “Nice to meet you, honeybee~”

The bee heroine narrowed her eyes, finding that cheeky look very familiar.

“About time bloody reinforcements are here!” The Sorcerer shouted at Shoto and Queen Bee and blinked, “Where’s King Stinger, and who…..?”

A small smile was on Shoto’s face and Queen Bee raised a brow, and the magician like hero felt stupid for asking.

“She’s gotten stronger since stepping on those civilians. We need a plan,” Pixie Girl breathed out with tiredness, “I’m already running out of juice as it is and might transform back…”

“I have an idea,” Thunderbird raised a hand up before looking at Lady Dragon, “Distract Sole Crusher, I’ll go from behind. Honeybee, Candy Cane, with me.”

“…Candy Cane?” Shoto raised a brow before Queen Bee snorted.

“I think that’s you.”

Lady Dragon looked at Thunderbird for a moment before touching his arm, looking worriedly at him, “Be safe.”

The bird themed hero smiled, winking, “Naturally. I ain’t gonna lose here. Just have my back, m’kay?”

Lady Dragon nodded, transforming into Lady Eagle and soon was flying into the sky to be in the akuamtized giantess’ face, making Sole Crusher roar and try to swat her away while Pixie Girl and the Sorcerer followed her lead. Thunderbird pursed his lips, turning to jump high onto a building, with Shoto and Queen Bee following after him.

“So what’s your plan?” The Bee Heroine asked as Thunderbird landed gracefully onto the top of a tall building, staring at Sole Crusher.

“First, we’re gonna need to distract Sole Crusher before I make my move and use my Miraculous.” Thunderbird hummed before looking at the two, “Honeybee, since I know your Miraculous can freeze things on the spot, I need you to sting at Sole Crusher to keep her still. As for you, Candy Cane, I’m going to need you at the ready when we destroy the akumatized object.”

“It’s her shoes.” Shoto pointed out, and Thunderbird nodded.

“Okay, good. So that means that once I got her distracted enough, you’re gonna have to use those quirks of yours to destroy them.”

While that was going on, Lady Eagle shifted to Lady Dragon once more, flying over the skies as Pixie Girl and The Sorcerer were trying to keep her in place when they noticed Sole Crusher froze with wide eyes, looking at something.

“VENOM!”

Queen Bee yelled as she managed to prick the akumatized giantess and Shoto was quick to use his ice to freeze her into place just in case the Venom won’t last long.

Thunderbird made a quick dash had landed onto Sole Crusher’s back and placed his hand onto her, his eyes glowing a soft golden hue. He soon raised his weapon, which happened to be a golden sickle, and waved it in the air.

“Sorry, Zoe. Spirit Form: Unity.“

Thunderbird felt the world melt around him into darkness, his body glowing as he stood alone in the abyss of blackness he was now standing on. Frowning, he walked around for a moment to find out where he was until he heard quiet sobbing. He followed the sound, letting his feet lead him until he stopped by a hunched looking figure. Zoe.

Softening, the hero walked over to the girl and touched her head, making the blonde jump in surprise. Whirling around, tears were streaking down her face with her lower lip quivering, shoulders and chest heaving in a way as if trying to hold back from bawling.

“Zoe…”

“Leave me alone…” The small whimper came from the girl, curling herself back up again pathetically.

“I can’t. You have to come back to your senses, Zoe.” Thunderbird murmured as he watched her, and Zoe scoffed.

“It’s not like anyone wants me back. My father doesn’t. Rody certainly doesn’t.”

Thunderbird tried to mentally not wince at that, and feeling even more awful that the statement she said was totally true. But it wasn’t the time to dwell on that.

“Be as it may, if you don’t snap out of it, you’re gonna end up hurting more people than you are right now,”

“I don’t care anymore,” Zoe murmured as she buried her face into her knees, hugging her legs close to her chest, “I just wanna disappear.”

“Oh grow up, Zoe.” Thunderbird almost lost his temper and took a deep breath, noticing that there was a shadow-y butterfly lingering close by, “Seriously. Are you just going to keep feeling sorry for yourself?”

Zoe looked up at him angrily with tears, “Why do you even care?!”

“I don’t! I just want you to stop thinking of just yourself and hurting everyone around you!”

Meanwhile, outside in reality, Lady Dragon transformed back to her humanoid form and stood with Pixie Girl and The Sorcerer, Shoto and Queen Bee rushing behind them. They all watched how a glowing Thunderbird was so still and quiet along with a frozen looking Sole Crusher, as if time stopped for the both of them.

“So this must be the power of his Miraculous?” The Sorcerer hummed, tapping his chin as he tilted his head, “What now? Do we wait? My magic could dispel the Akuma…however, I am afraid my power is not enough for one this big?”

“We should get the Akuma now while he has a hold on her. At least when it breaks free, we could contain it before Ladybug gets here.” Lady Dragon murmured as she was soon approaching to Sole Crusher’s shoes, but was stopped by Queen Bee, “Wha—?”

“We have to wait for Ladybug,” She stated to Lady Dragon with a frown, “Meaning we don’t touch until we can get in contact with her.”

“It will be too late by then, and I don’t think Thunderbird can hold Sole Crusher for this long.”

Suddenly, all five heroes heard a sound and whipped their heads to see Chimera rushing from building to building, jumping over them to reach behind Thunderbird’s back. Queen Bee growled as she was soon rushing u a building to stop him, Shoto using his ice to make steps for her to use to get up there.

“Don’t you touch him!” The Bee Heroine yelled as she was readying her fists, knocking the the wolf like man back from pouncing at Thunderbird, Shoto following her to make an ice wall in between them.

Lady Dragon, Pixie Girl and The Sorcerer following after them, ready to defend them off from the villain, but soon were surprised as a bunch of Nomus appeared out of nowhere.

“W-what? How is this possible?” Shoto looked back to see the creatures, noticing the black swarming portals and frowned, ‘Does this mean Kurogiri is somewhere around here? But how?’

Thunderbird blinked as he felt his surroundings shake for a moment, looking around before glancing over at Zoe now curled into a fetal position. He didn’t have time for this!

“Okay, look,” The bird Miraculous holder crouched down before her as he rested his arms over his knees, looking at her tiredly, “I…am not good at this whole hero’s speech thing. Heck, I don’t think I’m cut out to be a damn hero in the first place.”

He noticed Pino’s transparent form floating above him along with Lady, and then Lucky curling next to him. Pursing his lips, he placed his hand out for a moment, feeling Lady landing on his palm as she gave a soft ruby like glow.

“I wonder…” He murmured as he closed his eyes and then whispered quietly, “…Lucky Charm.”

A warmth spread from his fingertips as a weight was now placed in his hand. Opening his eyes, he blinked when he saw it was—

“…Heh, what a terrible irony,”

Zoe looked up at Thunderbird’s words, then her eyes widened as she sat up, seeing it were sneakers. The very ones that look a lot like what Rody bought her years ago, only…it was red with black polka dots.

“…How—?”

“I suppose my Lucky Charm wanted you to remember where you came from.”

Thunderbird hummed as he saw how Zoe’s eyes wavered, almost teary as he then sighed.

“It’s not too late to turn a new leaf. You can’t go back to what was, but you can move forward for a better tomorrow.”

Zoe pursed her lips, as she sniffed. Thunderbird noticed that an outline of a butterfly appeared over her face, knowing that whoever has the Butterfly Miraculous now was trying to feed more negative energy.

“B-But…I gotta c-crush those in my way…otherwise t-they’ll step all over me—“

“You don’t have to crush anyone. There’s no such thing as winners OR losers,” The hero hummed as he felt Lucky nuzzling against his leg, reaching out to pet him, “There’s just…people. With a lot of unique differences and individualities…”

Back outside,Lady Dragon flew over to where Thunderbird was, seeing the hero hasn’t move and eyes still glowing, “Thunderbird! Hurry it up in there—“

“I’m not finished!“ The bird like hero bellowed, his voice mixed with various of others, which shocked the Chinese heroine.

Thunderbird looked up at the darkness with a frown, before looking back at Zoe.

“Zoe, you can start over. You can make new friends. You don’t have to take the abuse your father gives you. Just. Be. Yourself.”

Zoe looked at him, and Thunderbird took this to continue.

“You might trip, you might fall. And there will be always someone to help you back up…do not let the voices in your head win!”

Zoe pursed her lips while thinking, and soon she was holding her head and groaning, “Get. Out. Of. My. Head….”

Thunderbird smiled as he was soon pushed out from Zoe’s head—

Shoto managed to freeze Chimera in place, but then looked up when he heard a scream and saw that Sole Crusher broke away from the Akuma’s control, turning back into regular size Zoe. Thunderbird managed to create wings behind his back and flew to catch her, the two landing back on the ground.

“NOW!”

The Sorcerer yelled as he was spinning his star staff and raised it in the air, making a bubble around the GIANT AKUMA trying to attack them. Pixie Girl soon used her own magic to sprinkle over the bubble to create her own magical sphere to keep it in. Lady Dragon flew above them to aid Shoto into keeping Chimera frozen, and Queen Bee rushed to meet with Thunderbird, who was checking over Zoe.

“W-wha…?” Zoe looked around for a moment, holding her head and frowning, “What happened?”

“Quick, give her this!” Queen Bee was holding out what seems to be a pink anklet, and Thunderbird looked at her questionably.

“Is that—?”

“Zoe Lee.”

Zoe looked up at the Bee Heroine, who rolled her eyes before pushing the Pig Miraculous into her hands.

“I don’t have to explain. But if you wanna be useful, then help us.”

“What are we doing here?”

Eijiro frowned as he and Momo were now standing in what seems to be a police station. Bonnie Blanche brought them here to find the two individuals for the Ox and Goat Miraculous.

“Deku knew that we would find the perfect holders for these particular Miraculous. And I trust him.” Momo breathed out as she then was stopping to a black door, reaching to open it and step in.

The two blinked when finding a blonde haired girl and a short dark haired girl sitting near a table, looking frightened and Eijiro placed his hands up to show they weren’t dangerous.

“It’s okay. We’re friends…w-we were sent by Ladybug. Are you…Aurore-san?”

“—And Mirielle-san?” Momo added.

Aurore and Mireille blinked as they both nodded, making Eijiro and Momo relieved.

“Ladybug is looking for us?” Mirielle asked.

“Well, technically she and some others are hoping you’d help join the fight against the forces of evil. But, you don’t have to if you don’t think you can.” Eijiro assured as Momo was holding out the Ox and Goat Miraculous.

“Aurore Beauréal. Mireille Caquet. We need your help.”

Naomasa Tsukauchi was stepping into his office when he saw a bright light, blinking in surprise before getting into gear. He rushed over to the room where he had left the poor French girls in, and once he arrived, the room was empty.

“Wha—?”

A laugh echoed behind him and the detective turned his head to see Crawler grinning at him.

“Looks like someone swiped up your guests. Wonder who~?”

“Crawler!”

The vigilante shrugged, Crawler walking over to the room and then spotted what seems to be a piece of paper with writing on it. Picking it up, he read it quietly, then laughed as he placed a hand over his face, making Tsukauchi look at him weirdly.

“What? What is it?”

Crawler shook his head, a sharp grin stretching on his face, “Looks like things are going to get interesting~”

‘She’s quicker than I imagined.’

Tsukuyomi growled as he was dodging Slice’s sharp hair extensions from hitting him along with her knives being thrown at him, Uncanny Valley and Sparrow aiding him to taking her down. The Jet Black Hero looked around, seeing his allies having their own battles going on. The Ghost Force already taking down the Mummy fellow, Deku and Bakugo were already having difficulty taking Nine down along with Ladybug and Chat Noir taking down Techlonizer as well. While the Pros and other Miraculous heroes were trying to help out, many Nomus ended up randomly popping out, making things quite difficult.

Which left himself with his two teammates to take down the red haired villainess.

‘I need an opening!’

“THIS IS PATHETIC!” Slice shouted with an evil grin, but yelped when Sparrow used their birdarangs at her.

“UNCANNY! NOW!”

The robotic girl flew above and raised her hand, shooting a laser beam at Slice, slicing bits of her hair completely.

“THIS IS IT!” Tsukuyomi yelled, about to use Dark Shadow’s abilities until he saw that Slice did not appreciate her long luscious hair being cut off.

Rage built in her eyes as she crazily started shooting spikes of her hair at them like needles, “HOW DARE YOU!”

Sparrow dodged the flying projectiles with ease, bringing their skateboard down to ride away from it while Uncanny flew in the air. Unfortunately, a few embedded themselves onto Uncanny’s legs, making her yell out as she suddenly fell into an alleyway, crashing.

“AEON!”

Sparrow was quick to rush to check on her, seeing how the robot like girl powered down, showing the very hurt Aeon. Removing her mask, Jess reached over to check on her sister, the voice changer on the ground.

“Aeon, no, please…”

Tsukuyomi was frozen on the spot, anger boiling in him but then blinked when he felt warmth in his cloak. Quickly, the bird headed hero took out the necklace that he had taken from the museum and saw the object glow. Lo and behold, a bird like creature appeared before him.

“Hello, my little fledging~! My name is Liiri, the Kwami of Freedom!“ They introduced happily, tilting their head and winked, “All you have to say is: Liiri, Wings of Liberty!“

Nodding his head, Tsukuyomi placed the talon necklace around his neck and shouted, “Liiri! WINGS OF LIBERTY!”

In a flash, Tsukuyomi felt the sensation of his clothes changing, and power surging into him, surprising not just Jess and Aeon, but it sent fear onto Slice as well.

“No…w-what is this?”

A new hero stood in Eagle like garbs, the Miraculous holder looking down at his gloved his hands before looking to Slice.

“I am Spilornis. And you shall be brought to justice!” The new Eagle Hero spoke in a powerful and deep voice, already bringing his fingers locked together and clothes his eyes, a golden feather floated in front of him, “Liberation.”

Suddenly, a scream escaped Slice for a moment as her body was glowing gold after the feather flew and landed over her heart, embedding into her. But after a minute, the light died down from her body and soon she fell forward with a thump.

“Wha…?” Jess stood up and helped Aeon up as well, watching how Slice was unconscious on the ground and twitching, “What just happened? What did you do?”

“Liberation does not work with those that would reject it.”

Suddenly, Liiri appeared on Spilornis’ shoulder, shocking all three teen heroes, although the Eagle Hero blinked slowly.

“What…how are you here?”

“Aren’t Kwamis usually, like, stuck in the user’s suit?” Jess added, as Liiri cackled softly.

“It would seem thanks to your quirk, little fledging, your Dark Shadow allowed me to appear before you and talk with you. Quite rare and useful, if I do say so~”

Spilornis hummed, looking at Slice’s body, “She��rejected Liberation?”

“Indeed. For you see, once the feather is inside the target’s body, whoever is the Eagle Miraculous holder can free the recipient from any mental or emotional restriction of their choosing that prevents the recipient from reaching their full potential, such as a code of ethics, a vow to not do something, or the fear of the destructive potential of one's own power.”

“So by rejecting it…?”

“Her will to not be taken over by Liberation adjusted the spell into knocking her out for a good while.”

“So she rather just be a bad person than to be good? That’s messed up,” Jess huffed and Spilornis looked at her, then at Aeon.

“Aeon-san?”

“I-I am alright…” She hummed and looked down at her leg that had the piercings from Slice’s locks, frowning, “But I thought my robotic shell would prevent me from being hurt…I…should not be even hurt?”

Jess winced, then saw how Spilornis was looking at her and sighed, “Aeon…t-there’s something I gotta tell you. That maybe our moms should have told you—”

“DIIIIIIIIIIE!”

Bakugo yelled as he was aiming his explosives towards Nine, Deku jumping over him to deliver his Delaware Smash towards the villain but the two were soon pushed back by two blue water dragons, making them crash into a building before them.

“We should assist them!” Spilornis told the two, Jess nodding as she was soon placing her hood and mask on, forgetting about her voice changer while she soon easily carried Aeon in her arms.

“I’ll take Aeon somewhere to safety. You go ahead,” Sparrow said and with the help of her skateboard, the two soon made their escape, and the Eagle Hero rushed to help his friends.

Ladybug looked up from fighting Techlonizer and her eyes widened at the sight of Deku and Bakugo and looked towards Chat Noir along with Hitoshi,The New Tiger Heroine: Rayures and The New Peacock Hero: Avarius.

“Guys, we need to take Techlonizer down NOW!”

Ladybug soon made a run, Carapace ducking and bringing his shield up above him, providing as a spring board and pushed Ladybug to jump high above the akumatized villain. Raising for a kick, Ladybug dived down to Techlonizer, knowing that he has to block, Hitoshi following at her side to use his capture weapon to tie his metal arms.

“RAYURES, NOW!”

“CLOUT!” The Tiger Heroine yelled, sliding towards Techlonizer and aimed for his chest, punching him into the sky.

Shinso was quick to use his capture weapon once he was coming down, and tying him up.

“CATACLYSM!” Chat Noir yelled, jumping over her to destroy his cuffs, watching it disintegrate and a LARGE dark butterfly flew out of it, trying to escape.

Carapace was soon using his shield to trap them in, looking over to also see that some escaped but the Ghost Force managed to corner them with their own powers.

“No more evil doing for you, akumas!” Ladybug shouted, already spinning her yo-yo and quickly grabbed all the akumas together, and purifying them.

“Ladybug! Here too!”

Star Stallion had opened a portal as Thunderbird was poking his head in, but managed to duck when a frozen looking Chimera being thrown to the ground. Stepping out, Pixie Girl, The Sorcerer, Queen Bee, Shoto and a blonde pig themed heroine stepped out.

“The akuma?” Ladybug asked, but blinked when the Pig Heroine stepped forward, already holding out what seems to be a large gift-wrapped box.

“They are all in here, um, L-Ladybug.”

Ladybug stared at her for a moment, tentatively taking the box and actually observing her, “And what is your name?”

“Mangalica Majesty.”

“Huh, what a name…” Ladybug hummed before opening the box and was prepared for the huge akuma, the Miraculous Team already on breaking it apart to tiny ones, and Ladybug cleansing all of them.

“Bug! Bakugo and Deku!” Chat Noir interrupted, pointing up to Nine pinning his sapphire stoned dragons onto the heroes, “We gotta help them!”

“Everyone, help the other heroes with the Nomus. Chat, let’s go.”

The cat hero nodded, as the two then raced to reach their friends.

“It’s you and me now, Chaton!” Ladybug looked over at her partner, who nodded.

“You and me against the world once more. Let’s save our friends!”

The two then froze in their steps, feeling a sudden surge of something go from their heads to the very soles of their feet. Ladybug and Chat Noir looked at each other for a moment, before looking up when everything was suddenly dead silence. As if the world has stopped around them. Shaking their heads, the two rushed towards Bakugo and Deku, jumping up to them and landing on top of the dragons’ heads.

“Hold on! We’re getting you out!” Chat Noir yelled, already trying to pry the dragon’s mouth to open and release Deku.

Ladybug was already next to Bakugo, when she heard him murmur. Squinting at him, she learned closer to hear what he was saying.

“…Won’t…lose…”

“Huh? What are you saying now?”

The blond growled in annoyance, as he looked up at him, “..I…won’t…lose…”

Chat looked over at them before looking down at Deku, “So? Any other tricks up your sleeve?”

Deku gave a small grin, as he laughed weakly, “…Just one. But d-do you trust me?”

Chat Noir blinked, but nodded his head, “Course. After all we’ve been through so far…”

Deku looked over at Ladybug and Bakugo now, coughing out their names, which made them look over at him questionably.

“Ladybug…Kacchan….I-I…I have a crazy…idea…”

Bakugo was quiet as Ladybug looked confused.

“There’s…only one way…to defeat Nine…”

Something in Bakugo’s eyes clicked at that moment, and Ladybug looked between them.

“What? W-what is it?”

Deku held out his hand to them, desperation and hope in his eyes. Ladybug still didn’t understand what was going through the green headed hero’s head, but she figured Bakugo could understand what were his intentions judging the way he was reaching out. She looked down at the Lucky Charm in her hand that she had summoned a while ago…which happened to be tablet. The very same one she uses that contained the copy of the Grimoire.

Marinette looked surprised at Master Fu using her phone to picture each page of the Grimoire and sending it to what seems to be a personal Ladybug Tablet.

“So…what was the reason of doing this?” She asked as she observed him, the Master smiling mysteriously.

“One of these days I shall be gone. Which means that before then, you’ll need to study up on the Grimoire in your spare time before I shall pass it down to you and the other Guardians.” He explained.

Adrien, who was next to Marinette as he was flipping his own copy in his Chat Noir tablet, made an ‘ooh~’ sound as he pointed something on screen, “No way~? We can actually give energy to people? Like a power boost?”

“Only the Ladybug and Cat Miraculous can. As the two that are set to be the balance of the universe, they are indeed powerful enough to give strong, natural energy. Almost life energy,” Fu hummed, as he looked solemn, “I believe some theorise that this was one of the reasons that quirks were created in this day and age. That some previous holders of the Ladybug and Cat had unified with each other to give birth to the dawn of humans having powers of their own.”

“So…does it count as a wish? Making quirks exist, I mean?” Marinette asked, as Fu shrugged.

“Who knows? But I believe that you can give power to those that need it without wishing for it. But that is the choice of the Ladybug and Cat to decide…but it comes with a lot of consequences, of course.”

Ladybug hummed as she looked at Chat Noir, as she gave a look. Somehow, Chat Noir understood with that one look, nodding his head.

Deku blinked as he felt Chat Noir place his hands onto his head, looking up at him for a moment to see what he was doing. The feline hero closed his eyes, something about his aura felt…light. Almost as if he was mustering up some sort of feeling. It made Deku’s insides swell.

Ladybug was doing the same, as she had placed her hands onto Bakugo’s spiky hair, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath.

A pink like glow formed around Ladybug, growing brighter and brighter as Chat Noir was the same, only the light shining off of him was green. This made both Bakugo and Deku look at each other, before once more reaching out to each other. The finger tip of Deku’s almost touched Bakugo’s that had a bloody cut, almost grazing each other’s hands before quickly grabbing a full hold.

Thunderbird's eyes glowed for a moment as his head tilted.

He saw lines of green and orange strings around not just Bakugo and Deku…but around Ladybug and Chat Noir as well.

Comments and Love are appreciated~ See you in the final chapter of this New York Arc. Because after this, it's the main plot again~

- Riri-Chan

#my hero academia #boku no hero academia #bnha #mha #miraculous ladybug #miraculous #mlb #fanfiction #fanfic #crossover fanfic #crossover fanfiction #AU #crossover #quirks and miracles #Q&M #miraculous: tales of ladybug & cat noir

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rckflg · 10 months

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Can u do a dating paul the lost boys hcs? If u have time

pairing: paul (the lost boys) x reader

warnings: fluff & smut

summary: dating Paul hcs that kinda turned more into general hcs but 🤷🏽‍♀️

a/n: this has been sitting in my inbox for a while, as have all of my other requests, sorry :/ i fucking love the lost boys though. it's one of my all time favorite movies so i'm excited to do this one.

a/n pt 2: yo im so sorry i did like a whole ass headcannon where yall meet and through dating and shit-- i hope you don't mind, i just started writing and went off

a/n pt 3: also ima have a post with nsfw paul headcannons as well but i decided to have them in two seperate posts so that everybody could read some general hdcs

paul is a fuckboy without a doubt

you can see it right away when you meet him

which speaking of, your family had just moved to Santa Carla and the whole family went out to the boardwalk after a few nights of unpacking and decorating the new house

you live with both of your parents, your big sister, and your little sister->not you being the middle child

but like your parents are great and don't actually forget about you like all those middle child jokes->for the most part

your parents are very trusting of you and your siblings so they let you go off on your own trusting that you aren't going to be doing anything dumb to get you in trouble or worse

when you meet the boys you're all on the carousel and the boys are causing a ruckus

you make direct eye contact with paul and he takes a moment to just stare at you and look you up and down with one of those smirks

eventually you end up in line at one of those little snack shacks to get you and your siblings some food and drinks and paul ends up striding right on over to you

he talks with you all hella flirty and throws his arm around your shoulders

you end up giving him attitude

it gets him even more hot and bothered

you not only looking hella attractive but also giving him an attitude

hes in love, like in love, he knows your the one

ima hdc that the lost boys have like soulmates or mates or whatever like in twilight

that's what you are for paul

you and your siblings meet paul and the rest of the boys

all of y'all actually get along like a forest fire

after some back and forth you and paul actually end up dating

your not sure exactly how it happened but somehow y'all end up going on multiple dates and end up actually dating each other

he's still a fuckboy and you make fun of him for it

but he's so in love with you and only you now

he takes you out on all kinds of dates but mostly takes you out to eat food

y'all definitely go on quite a few dates

and paul isn't afraid of pda, whether it be with the boys, your siblings, or in public in general

paul tends to sneak into your room in the middle of the night and just spend the night with you

ok ima halt here on these headcannons. i hope y'all like them if anyone wants more paul headcannons lemme know👀

#the lost boys #paul #the lost boys 1987 #headcannons #paul headcannons #the lost boys headcannons #the lost boys paul #the lost boys paul headcannons #tlb 1987 #tlb paul #tlb paul headcannons #brooke mccarter

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daggerzine · 4 months

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MY FAVORITE RECORDS OF 2023! (lists in no particular order....well, sort of)

MY 20 FAVORITE RECORDS OF 2023

Anna Hillburg- Tired Girls (Speakeasy Studios)

RVG- Brain Worms (fire)

The Tubs- Dead Meat (Trouble in Mind)

Seablite- Lemon Lights (Mt St Mtn)

The Reds, Pinks & Purples- The Town That Cursed Your Name (Slumberland)

Lewsberg- Out and About (12XU)

Melenas- Ahora (Trouble in Mind)

Blues Lawyer- All in Good Time (Dark Entries)

Colored Lights- S/T (Bobo Integral)

Doe St- Stepping Stones (Legless)

Guardian Singles- Feed Me To The Doves (Trouble in Mind)

Corvair - Bound To Be (WIAIWYA)

The Garment District- Flowers Telegraphed To All Parts of the World (HHBTM)

Royal Ottawa- Carcosa (self released)

Tough Age- Waiting here (Bobo Integral)

Soft Science- Lines (Shelflife)

The Midnight Sailors- S/T (self released)

Robert Forster- The Candle and the Flame (Tapete)

Civic – Taken By Force (ATO)

Sumos- Surfacing (Meritorio)

WAIT….HERE’S 20 MORE!

Connie Lovatt- Coconut Mirror (Enchante’)

En Attendant Ana- Principia (Trouble in Mind)

Withered Hand- How to Love (Reveal)

The High Water Marks- Your Next Wolf (Minty Fresh)

The Feelies- Some Kinda Love: Performing the Music of the Velvet Underground (Bar-None)

Connections- Cool Change (Trouble in Mind)

The Ex Bats- Song Machine (Goner)

The Photocopies- Top of the Pops (Ultra Modern)

Amanda Brown- Eight Guitars (Lillipilli)

Arthur Alexander- …Steppin’ Out! (Big Stir Records)

Eyelids- A Colossal Waste of Lights ((Jealous Butcher)

Panic Pocket- Mad Half Hour (Skep Wax)

Yo La Tengo- This Stupid World (Matador)

Swansea Sound- Twentieth Century (Skep Wax)

Kevin Robertson- Magic Spells Abound (Futureman)

Super 8- Hoopla (The Beautiful Music)

The Radio Fields- Dos and Dont’s (Subjangle)

Joe McAlinden- Where The Clouds Go Swimming (self -released)

The Black Watch- Future Strangers (ATOM)

Rob I Miller- Companion Piece (Vacant Stare)

….AND HERE’S 10 MORE

The Lost Days- In the Store (Speakeasy Studios)

Life Strike- Peak Dystopia (Bobo Integral)

Belle & Sebastian- Late Developers (Matador)

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Special Friend- Wait Until the Flames Come Rushing In (Skep Wax)

Burning Ferns- World of the Wars (Country Mile)

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The Chills- Brave Words (Fire)

The Replacements- Tim (Sire)

The Ocean Blue- Davy Jones Locker (Korda)

Wild Carnation- Tricycle (Delmore)

Neutral Milk Hotel- The Collected Works of Neutral Milk Hotel (Merge)

Das Damen- 1986- Keeps Me Wild (Dromedary)

Heavenly -Le Jardin de Heavenly (Skep Wax)

The Verlaines- Bird Dog (Schoolkids Records)

The Toms- S/T (Feel It)

Celibate Rifles Kiss Kiss Bang Bang (Bang!)

MY 15 FAVORITE EPS OF 2023

Lightheaded- Good Good Grief (Slumberland)

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The Cucumbers- Old Shoes (self released)

The Reds, Pinks & Purples- Unloveable Losers (digital)

The Vapour Trails- On a Beautiful Day (Futureman)

Blues Lawyer- Sight Gags on the Radio (Dark Entries)

Deary- S/T (Sonic Cathedral)

The Wends- Better Will (WWNBB)

Te Vista- S/T (Cripes)

Red Sleeping Beauty- From Sarah With Love (Matinee)

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The Prize- Wrong Side Of Town (Anti Fade)

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Comet Gain- The Misfit Jukebox (Tapete)

Eric "Eggman" Eggleson's favorite records of 2023!

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Bananasugarfire – Golden Apples

Careless By The Coast - Marvin Powell

Cartwheel - Hotline TNT

Colored Lights

Compact Trauma – Ulrika Spacek

Continue As A Guest – The New Pornographers

Disenchanter - Alaska Reid

EP IV – Yumi Zouma

Flowers Telegraphed To All Parts Of The World – The Garment District

Henry St. - The Tallest Man On Earth

Hindsight is 50/50 – Ghost Woman

I Held The Shape While I Could – Bodywash

Javelin – Sufjan Stevens

Left Hand - Becca Mancari

Life and Life Only - The Heavy Heavy

Love as Projection – Frankie Rose

May Cause Dizzy Ness - The Musical Chairs

My Entire Life – SUSTO

Pearlies – Emma Anderson

Perennial - Woods

Pictures – Dean Owens

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Prize - Rozi Plain

Radio Red – Laura Groves

So Soon Now – Trillion

Strange Loops and Outer Psyche – Andy Bell

Suntub – ML Buch

The Greater Wings - Julie Byrne

The Natural Lines

The Queen Is Not Dead – Spiritual Front

the record – boygenius

The Sunshine Convention

The Twits - bar Italia

This Candle Is For You - Spearmint

Waiting Here – Tough Age

We Live In Strange Times – Ian M Bailey

When Horses Would Run - Being Dead

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my dear sashi. hello 🧎🏽‍♀️ i hope all is well with you and that you are having an amazing week 💞

i’m SO HAPPY that the royal event was chosen by the majority (i chose it also hehe)

i would love to request a prompt with sabo, please 🫠

sabo x f! reader, “the prince of the enemies kingdom” prompt, NSFW. Kinks: Praise/Degrade & Choking.

i am so excited to read the rest of the stories you create for this event 🥹🦋 thank you so so much.

-Minka

Hii honey!! of course!!! I hope you enjoy this fic! I kinda get excited with it, it's full of plot twists too! so pay attention to little details :3 thank u for requesting!!! 💖💖

👑 Oh, Royal Lust Event ~ Royals AU event.

𝖓𝖘𝖋𝖜 ~ 𝕾𝖆𝖇𝖔 𝖝 𝕱! 𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗 ~ 𝕽𝖊𝖛𝖔𝖑𝖚𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓

tw: NSFW. Degrading and praising, hatefuck with an interesting twist. oral sex. vag. choking. hate/love. conspiracies. Based on OP universe. My princess are all badass, none of them are whiny little mannequins :P

wc: 3.3k

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You were not a typical princess. You have never been one.

And your Kingdom was so proud of you, because the Princess fought for their land, because the Princess ride her white horse and lead the troops and she would wield the sword like the bravest men.

In the front line, the war had been set. The enemy was once part of your own kingdom and fighting against them felt specially out of place. But they had a new commander now, and after some years they had declared war to you as a rebellious faction.

The are called the RA, or Revolutionary Army. Dragon, once dear friend of your father, the King, leads them under the premise of a new free land. And the prince, a kid that had grown up next to you, now holds the title of Chief of the troops…

“Sabo, I wonder what you look like now that you are a grown-up adult?”

The sound of your horse’s hooves against the mud of the battlefield guides your troops. They follow you with great passion and a big sense of loyalty, hoisting the flag of your nation like threaten emblems of patriotic feelings.

“Knights, ready to honour the freedom of your Kingdom!” you shout, pointing your sword up to the stormy clouds above your head. Even if it’s cold and gloomy, the raindrops over your cheeks feel refreshing. Meeting thousands of enemies with sharp blades pointing towards you always makes your adrenaline levels rise up.

You, known as the best strategist, were of course the main target. “Kill the princess, once you kill their best soldier you will be able to defeat the whole army, and the King himself!” But it hasn’t been easy. Their best men weren’t able to kill you, not even to scratch you.

Cutting every soldier in your way you open your own path towards the enemy’s squad formation; your main target is him. Their general, their Chief… Sabo.

You remember him with golden locks and a missing tooth, cute little noble who was always getting in problems. He always rejected his noble family, and instead he would spend his time with Dragon. You still ask yourself why him, your father’s best friend, an uncle to you would turn his back to your family.

The battle continues for hours and hours, and as the sun comes down the time to stop has come. Both armies have set an hour to seize the fire until next day to start again. Your army has the advantage but yet -as your kingdom nor you are known for being bloodthirsty- you respect the time off, nevertheless.

You return to your base camp, annoyed because you haven’t seen your special target. How comes he hasn’t appeared yet? Who is commanding his squad then?

You walk side to side on your tent, your hair soaking wet and your clothes too. But you don’t care. Strategy is what matters the most, or maybe was just the fact that you wanted to see his face again? In any case you don’t seem to hear your helpers who are calling you.

“Princess!”. “Huh?”

Captain Koby, your most loyal subordinate pulls you out of your inner state of annoyance. He is holding a silver tray with some food on it. If you were to keep fighting you should get some rest and some food… even if you clearly weren’t planning on sleeping that night.

“Princess, you have to eat. Please” he insists, depositing the tray over the little table with your maps and sword. “Right, thanks Captain” you mumble, still thinking where the hell that bastard might me.

You devour the potato soup and the piece of rye bread. You shouldn’t be eating like the soldiers, you are Royalty, but you don’t care at all. You are not a princess to wear fancy dresses and smile in events, you are a true ruler, and someday you will be a Queen, a Queen of a free land.

And that was exactly what you hated the most of this situation, the RA hoists a flag of true freedom fighters when you consider your King to be one of the fairest rulers of all those lands. People aren’t used as slaves, nor even are required to pay any tribute to nobility. Why Dragon, and specially Sabo, had to act that way?

You could hear outside the changing of the guard and you knew it was pretty late already. The gloomy weather had now turn into a persistent rain creating some difficulties for next day’s battles but nothing you aren’t used to.

A candle is the only source of light in your tent, a candle that burns bright accompanying eyes that won’t close. Your body feels the extreme exhaustion, but you can’t stop thinking about where their commander must be… and then, a sudden idea comes to your mind.

“What if he wants me to get into their camp? Maybe… maybe they want to stop this!”

What a naïve way of thinking, my dear princess… But there you are, riding your horse in the middle of the night, ploughing throw the immense lands of your kingdom. Hair flowing with the wind, your eyelashes collecting rain drops, the cold makes your fingers feel as if they were about to fall off.

You have told your subordinates not to follow you. The orders were clear, if you were not to return in exactly three hours from your departure, break the truce and charge against the east military settlement.

Your heart beats faster than ever, “is this excitement?” you ask yourself, getting carefully closer to their side. You decided that appearing before the guards riding your horse might me a little too much, and it will definitely put yourself in danger.

“Chestnut, wait here” you tell your loyal companion, caressing her muzzle. She responds neighing and you hide behind and oak tree. You can see a lot of movements on their camp, red flags waving with the wind and apparently nobody is sleeping.

You narrow your eyes to find the main tent, that’s where Sabo must be. “Are they up because they are waiting for me? Or are they up because they are planning on attack during the night?” you whisper.

“They are awakened because they don’t know where I am”

A subtle voice announces you from behind you aren’t alone, and a gloved hand is now over your mouth preventing you from speaking. Your hand quickly tries to reach your sword, but you can’t. That stranger turns you around and pins you against the muddy log of that huge oak tree.

The subtle light of the moon through dense steel clouds allows you to see his golden locks falling over his face. A frilled shirt, top hat with a pair of blue goggles. “Hi” he whispers, still pressing his palm over your lips. The smell of leather invades your nostrils, and soon you realize who he is.

Flashbacks of that little sweet child of curly hair and a missing tooth come to your mind. His eyes look just the same, but now, over his left side you see a reddish burnt scar. You try to free yourself from his grip, but you can’t. Somehow you have become weak against him. Perhaps it’s the fact of being surprised, or even recognizing him after so many years… or maybe, just maybe, seeing your teenager year’s crush right in front of you looking now like a handsome man.

The pain he caused you when he left made you stronger, and now he is right in front of you… as your enemy.

“Don’t shout, and don’t try anything. I recommend you not to try to catch their attention or else you will be in disadvantage” he whispers before taking his hand off your mouth, but never letting go your wrists that are now pinned between your back and the tree.

You nod and maintain your calm. He is right. If his men knew you are there you would fall prisoner or worst… you will end up dead.

“S-abo?” you ask, stuttering. “Yes, my princess” he whispers so sarcastically.

“You were waiting for me?” you inquire, recognizing you sound more like a little child waiting for Santa than a General. Sabo smirks, his eyes become sloppy, his lips are a little chapped from the cold.

“I was waiting for you, yes. And you know? I wasn’t wrong… after all these years I’m still able to read your mind… Did you think I wanted to wave the white flag?” he asks you, laughing at you. It feels humiliating, and in fact it is. You’ve been tricked, and you let your own feelings get in the middle of your duties.

You look to the side; the closeness of his sight makes you nervous and frankly your cold upper limbs hurt from the wet wood carving on them. Sabo chuckles, he enjoys being in control. You’ve always knew. His index and thumb grab your chin to make you look at him again. “Princess, how come that you a woman of such intelligence and strength could have fallen in such stupid trap, hm?”

You sigh, a fire lighting up inside your stomach coming up to your face. You aren’t able to say anything, what would you say after all? He was right, you were now his war prisoner. The Revolutionary Army have won the war by simply playing with the feelings of a stupid woman.

Your eyes get watery, it’s not sadness, it’s the impotence you are feeling. “Are you going to cry? Really? I thought you were stronger… but, oh well, you have always been a whiny little princess” he mocks you, pressing you harder against the tree as he detects your increasing motions under him.

“Kill me once and for all, Sabo” you tell him, spitting at his face after. He lets go of your chin and cleans the side of his mouth from your disrespectful act looking at the ground. His gloved hand suddenly -and violently- ends around your neck. The back of your head hits the log and you gasp.

Sabo presses his forehead against yours, the pain in his eyes is as strong as yours. “You want me to kill you, huh?” he grunts, choking you harder. You can hear the sound of the leather friction against your skin, the lack of air makes you dizzy, and you don’t even manage to grab your sword.

Your body… your body wants his proximity; your body wants his touch… even if that touch was violent and harmful.

“I have planned this for so long, (Name)… You have no idea” he spits, with accelerated breathing and hidden meaning behind those words. His warm breath mixes with yours, the gap in your lips begs to be filled by his.

You blink and a tear fall from the corner of your eye, mixing with the rain drops making you both wet. “Are you gonna cry for me, aren’t you?” Sabo asks and without hesitation he kisses you. His tongue violates you, his grip presses harder around your carotids, his body pressed against yours. Chest going up and down, desperate unleash of sexual desire in just one kiss.

Painful lips remain after his impulsive bites and nibbles, his hand has loosened the pressure around your neck, so you are able to grab some oxygen from the humid atmosphere of that green, mouldy forest.

“You are my prisoner now, you know that?” he asks, with his lips grazing yours, panting like a beast. “I know I am…” you accept your faith, watching as he takes the sword from your hip and throws it to the ground.

“Then walk with me” he says, pushing you to the dark path of the forest. You stumble upon your feet, but you don’t fall, he got his strong hand grabbing both of your wrists against the small of your back.

A little tent, well hidden behind a bunch of bushes waits for you two. He pushes you inside, letting go of your hands. You land on all fours, hands and knees to a carpet covered soil. Some candles burning over a little table and nothing more.

“What- What is this place?” you ask, sitting on the floor and facing him. “A neutral spot for us to discuss” he says, leaving his hat over the table. You can appreciate the beauty of his manly face, and yet, he still looks like that cute little boy and later young man that would create ruckus around your father’s castle.

The warming light of the candles show the new scar that garnishes his eye, and you wonder how he got it. You also remember the day you kissed for the first time. You were still young; you were kids playing to be in love. Your first kiss, exactly one day before the revolution started.

“Why are you doing this, Sabo?” you ask, unable to stop your own tears from falling. “Stop! Stop crying!! You are pathetic, you know that?” he shouts, taking his wet coat revealing a see-through white shirt. He has grown strong, his body is the body of a man, of a real man.

He realizes you are looking at his abs peeking through the transparency of his clothes, and he can’t stop himself, not anymore.

He almost rips his shirt off, exposing his milky skin, also covered in burns tracing a path from his left eye down his collarbones and into his ribs. “You like this? Don’t you? You have become such a slutty princess” he grunts, already unbuckling his belt.

“Wh-at?” you act surprised as if your body wasn’t asking for that. “You know how many times I’ve seen you wearing those fancy dresses acting as if nothing had happened, the fucking newspaper showing you like the perfect princess… half your kingdom left, you know that? Huh? And you acting like a disgusting royal” he spits, with a huge pain and hatred in his words. Sabo crunches in front of you, pants semi open, hardness trying to free itself.

Your hands on the floor at each side of your hips, eyes wide open. “You have no idea how much I cried for your treachery, Sabo!!!” you cry out loud. “I haven’t betrayed anybody!! Your father had!!” he screams back, grabbing your hair and pulling your head back.

His lips land on your mandible, biting, licking, kissing you down your neck. “Sabo… what are yo-?” you ask, but you aren’t able to keep talking as his hands began tearing your clothes. “A princess wearing pants? You have always been a fucking rebellious bitch!” he chimes, getting more and more excited as you let him come closer and undress you.

Breasts exposed, so ready for him. The cold making your nipples hard and your skin bristle. “How much you have grown… princess” he moans before attacking them. His lips around them, sucking hard, nibbling on them. You whine, burying your nails on his arms. “Sabo… what are you doing?” you ask, moving forward so he can worship your chest more easily.

“You are gonna get fucked by the enemy” he says, taking his gloves off with his teeth. “And I will use your body as much as I please, that beautiful perfect body”

You, submitted to the most lustful confusion can’t stop him from kissing you so violently, you feel humiliated by your own self. He is the enemy now, why are you allowing him to tell you, no, to use your body?...

Because you want it as much as he does. Since forever, you’ve wanted him, you’ve loved him. Deeply, a treacherous desire

He crawls between your legs, kissing first your spasming belly. “Let me see how wet you are for me, because I know you want me, my dear slutty princess” he mumbles, discovering indeed the pooled wetness in your sex. You tremble, not sure if it’s because of the cold or because of the exhilaration of having the man you love, for which you have given up your nation, about to devour your body like a thirsty beast.

Lips land on your anatomy, he gloats at such dripping mess. Sabo smirks, the peak of his victory right before his eyes, served like a winning banquet. Legs held open by his strong fingers carved on your thighs, his tongue collecting your arousal manifestations. Tracing circles on your most sensitive point. Taking you slowly to heaven, praising without words a woman’s intimacy.

Succumbing to his oral skills, you are on the burst of climax. Not even you, the strongest general of your army can hold back such intense sensations. “Sabo I-“ you try to tell him, because you don’t know exactly if you want him to stop overstimulating you or for him to keep going.

“Are you coming? Huh? Well, you won’t then. I’m gonna use your body and I won’t let you come whenever you want” he says and stops eating you out. You feel frustrated, as if a canon was about to explode but someone would suddenly wet the spark.

You try to touch yourself; you need to finish. Sabo pushes your hand off, you are not allowed to cum, and he wants to show you how much he despises you… but does he really?

“Stop, slut. So needy to cum? Look at you, trying to touch yourself!” he smirks and laughs, but you know he would prefer to be making love to you instead of treating you like this.

And you take your chance.

“Make love to me, Sabo. Make love to me, I love you. You can claim my head after, you can win. You have said my father has betrayed yours… and I believe you. Kill me, but first, love me. Make love to me”

Sabo sits back on the floor, he pants, and his hatred expression turns into the saddest you have ever seen… “I hate you all, I hate you all! You are freedom slaughters! You, your dad, my biological father, mother! You, you will have to marry my brother you know that?!” he screams, taking his pants off, revealing finally his whole nudity.

He crawls once again on top of you, his hard, dripping sex lingers over your pelvic bone. His hand caress your cheek, but the other has your wrists pinned against the ground. His lips graze yours, breathing desperately, his thorax goes up and down. You can even see his ribs moving as he pants.

Sabo’s dark grey eyes fix on yours, and you understand exactly why Sabo was doing all of that… you know, you understand now.

Why the sudden attack? Why the sudden declaration of war?

Because the princess will get marry soon, to his disgusting brother. Not to him.

Because he had chosen freedom instead of monarchy, but his heart never left your side. And he prefers to break the world before seeing you getting married to another man. You are his, and he knows he is yours. And Sabo doesn’t hate you, and Sabo only loves you, and Sabo only wants you for himself. He only hates that you took so much time to come back to him.

And he makes love to you so passionately, melting both of you in one. A salty tear falling on your cheek, while the thrusts of his needy body hammer into you. Your nails carved on his back; your lips crushed against his. Muzzled I love yous mixing with grunts and moans.

The inevitable climax of two lovers that were finally free to love each other, filling and getting filled. Explosive, skin to skin, hearts beating so fast against each other’s chest.

Sweaty and exhausted, you rest on his arms as he plays with your hair.

“Your family wants you to marry to my brother, because they have associated to the Celestial Dragons…” he says, as if you didn’t know that already and your orders were for your troops to attack the east camp… and not the west one, where you are now…

No matter how, the hearts will always find their way to freedom ~

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