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pedgito · 7 months ago

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𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 | Lucien Flores x reader

summary | this is for @iamasaddie's kinky may writing challenge, a mix of a kink i haven't tried writing before and character i adore dearly but know next to nothing about. this was really fun to try out and my first fic back in almost four months, cheers to finally being back ig? may we christen it with smut.

content warning | heavy smut, literally pwp (there's some backstory if you squint), sensory deprivation, safe words, some food consumption as foreplay, some bodily fluid exchange/consumption, gags/restraints/ect and all that good stuff, oral (m/f receiving), p in v unprotected sex, established relationship, lucien is still a relatively blank character so none of this is canon (just how my silly little brain likes to imagine him rn)

word count — 4.7k

The rain is quiet against the apartment window, a soft and slow pattering that matches the slow beat of your heart. You can’t see it, not in your current position as Lucien leans his knee into the mattress behind you and the bed dips, warm fingertips brushing over your cheeks and the shell of your ear as he carefully and methodically secures the blindfold in place with a knot that feels secure. He brushes his fingertip over your nose as he nitpicks and mumbles something under his breath, fixing the black material until your vision is completely hindered.

“Princesa,” His voice is a soft caress, “everything alright?”

Constant check-ins, reassurances, comfortability and security—it was all you felt with Lucien. Things had clicked with him so easily. It made your heart drop into your stomach with the first realization, unlucky with love to a fault that never let up. He had eyes on you from the moment you first met and they never drifted.

A mid-life crisis. You were younger, a subordinate under his wife, and unattainable by most standards and rules. Fetching coffees, keeping Rose on schedule and reminding her of all the never-ending events she kept yes-ing—Lucien and her had long been divorced but a chance encounter at an industry mixer had landed you here. A routine you’ve both upheld for the last six months and it felt real. You had solid ground to stand on with Lucien and he never diminished how you were feeling, even if you felt so embarrassingly naive about things.

And the sex had never steadily climbed and crescendoed—Lucien liked to ravish and devour in a way that had you holding your breath and helped him realize very quickly how overwhelmed you could get. It wasn’t necessarily bad, but there was too much outside distraction—him, the droning buzz of traffic outside of his apartment, the distant muffled television a room away that Lucien always forgot to turn off before settling down for the evening with you.

You needed focus, grounding—given Lucien’s illustrious history and Hollywood rumors and all the things you’ve heard from around town and within the social networks you shared, he seemed like the furthest thing from a good choice.

But, the care and attention he showed you drowned it out entirely.

Hell, he gave you a key to his apartment within a month and you’ve never seen anyone else visit him—he doesn’t host parties here, he doesn’t even let his ex-wife set foot past the threshold. It was your own little sanctuary.

You lift the blindfold slightly and ruin the work he’d done to get it just how he wanted, but he doesn’t seem to care.

“Hmm?” He’s got an eyebrow half-raise, features relaxed but masking an obvious worry that he didn’t want to harp about. “Yeah, yeah. I’m good.”

Lucien tilts his head, “How good?”

Just good. Kinda good. I’m only telling you I’m good so you don’t worry about me.

His thumb rubs at your chin and the thoughts float away and you allow yourself to live in the moment, reaping in the undivided attention this man showed you.

“Really good.” You reply salaciously, using the angle to your advantage as he towered over you on the bed, foot dragging along the inside of his thigh and pressing into the back of it until he lost his footing and slipped further into the deep pockets of the comforter. “Better if you start touching me like you kept promising over dinner.”

“Eager today?” Lucien teases as he crawls until he’s found his way between your legs, resting on his outstretched palm as he fixes your blindfold and darkness floods your senses again.

“Game recognizes game.” You retort, allow Lucien to use a guiding hand to settle you against the plush headboard, buttons pulling in on the fanned, velvet material. “I really need this today.”

There’s a soft shuffling and the familiar clink of expensive jewelry scattering against the bedside table—it was the forewarning that Lucien was prepared to make a mess of you, hammering that final nail in the coffin as he drags three fingers in a harmonious unison over your clothed pussy, the thin shirt you were wearing rubbing against the inside of his forearm as he applies just enough pressure to have you chasing after it when it fades away.

“I know, baby.” His voice drips like a warm honey, sticking to your skin and making you sweat. “Say your word.”

“Luce, we do this every time. I know it, we’re good.”

Silence lingered and you cleared your throat, the dip of pressure in the mattress between your legs from his hand, not allowing himself to touch you until you repeated it back to him.

You nod, “Peach.”

The small tick of a fond memory shows on his face, lips curling up at one side. It happens every time and Lucien knows it was meant as a playful jab in the beginning, but it quickly became something so sacred.

You've only used it once and never out of fear or miscommunication—Lucien understood your limits and liked to push when you agreed, but one too many orgasms by his tongue as he buried his head between your thighs had eventually became too much and it was said through a shaky laugh, yanking at his curls until he surfaced.

Lucien, almost instantly, is there—mouth pressed against the barrier of your underwear, fingers curling around your thighs and spreading you apart with ample pressure, exploring your skin like uncharted territory, a new exploration. Like he hadn’t been going down on you for the last several months and already mapped out every inch of your body, knew all the shortcuts and quick routes.

The wetness soaked your underwear, the fleshy fat of his tongue rubbing hot and lapping at the heady taste of your arousal with a sigh before his fingers curl around the edges of your underwear where they cling to your hips, moving them down your legs and suddenly, despite being surrounded by darkness, the feeling of exposure is still daunting. Every time.

“Tell me about your day.”

Then he’s licking a slow stripe down your center and you’re curling at the sudden touch, but quickly relaxing as he settles in, letting your fingers rest back in his soft curls, using your other senses while they are still available. Your mind wanders and wonders, thinking about the expertise and dexterity of his tongue. How if he really wanted you to come, he would have you there in less than a minute, but he was going easy.

“Boring,” Is all you have, “Most of the same.”

He’s just trying to fill the air, giving you a solid distraction outside of his filthy mouth. It’s not exactly his aim to bring up work during sex, especially when it’s in relation to his ex-wife.

“And dinner? How was it?”

Lucien purposefully flicks his tongue over your clit and you gasp softly, tugging at the strands of hair under your fingertips and you feel a hand rub at your lower back as it arches, a tender touch that you give into.

“Perfect,” It’s the truth, eternally grateful for his choice of personal chefs, because as much as you adored Lucien, he was not to be let into a kitchen, “delicious, as always.”

Lucien groans, deep and low against your pussy as his mouth sucks greedily at you, feeling his fingers inching closer and closer to your core, like he’s trying to take things slow for now, but the impatience is winning out. They’re tight at the apex of your thighs currently and just bordering on discomfort when he squeezes every time you moan or sigh or make even the smallest reaction to his mouth.

“R-right there,” You direct, canting your hips up despite his strong grip, “fuck, just—yeah, right there.” Lucien has always responded well, course-correction and sensing the way your body pulls him in, thighs squeezing around him as he dips a finger inside of you in time with his tongue, working you over mercilessly.

The lack of sight is making everything that more intense, searching for something to ground you, using your grip in Lucien’s hair, your other hand placed over his where it’s curled around your thigh as an anchor, feeling him speak against your cunt, filthy words you can’t quite catch but if you could see him, he would be sporting a shit-eating grin.

The heat in your stomach coils, feeling the sensation down your spine as you whimper, one final swipe of his tongue over your clit within the immense build up of tension has you brokenly moaning out, “Come—fuck, I’m c-coming, Luce.”

Lucien laps at your greedily, prying your thighs apart forcefully.

“Shit—” His voice encourages, “—such a sweet fuckin’ pussy. Makes me fuckin’ crazy. Need you to taste it, baby.”

He’s already moving up your body as your lips part, your tongue dipping blindly into his mouth and tasting the headiness of you on his tongue, a sweet tang that isn’t unwelcomed. You don’t often make it a habit to kiss him after he’s gone down on you—he’s often messy, face a mix of saliva and you, smeared all over his chin, but the frenzy in his voice is hard to deny, giggling softly into his mouth as your teeth graze his bottom lip.

You’re still effectively blind, rubbing your palm over the inseam of his silk lounge pants, pulling at the delicate string that was struggling, tight against the length of his cock. Lucien grunts into your neck at the touch and widens his knees against the mattress, biting playful at your skin to soothe it moments later. His hands rub at your weak thighs, still shaking post-orgasm and you can’t help but be eager despite how much energy Lucien had worked out of you.

“Sit up,” You pointedly squeeze at his shaft and lean up, feeling the movement of his body follow. “—my turn.”

Lucien huffs in amusement, shuffling back on his knees as you sit upright. You reach for your blindfold but his hand engulfs your own, “Not yet.” He orders calmly.

You relinquish control to his guidance and sit on your calves as he places your hands flat against his bare chest, just above the softness of his stomach, feeling his heartbeat under your palms. “Like this.”

“But, I want to see you for this.” It’s nearly a beg, more of a test to see how easy he gives into your wants, but he chuckles in response and taps at your chin once. So, that was a no.

Despite how quickly he got off from a single look, his cock stuffed into your mouth and his hand gripping hard at the root of your scalp—maybe he was actually doing himself a favor.

Your shoulders slump slightly, barely noticeable but you smile and trail your fingertips down his abdomen, featherlight as the muscle flexes underneath your touch and they hover around the hem of pants as you lean forward and aim to press a kiss to his sternum, his chest, down and down until you feel your lips brush against the waistband.

“Take it out,” He encourages, “wanna watch you.”

You pull at the waistband with your teeth playfully, curious of just how quickly you're driving Lucien up the wall with the way you're acting, the material catching over his stiff, hard cock and allowing your hands to help you get them the rest of the way down.

Lucien is kind enough to be a guiding hand, thumb pressed against the side of your jaw as he guides you forward, feeding the head of his cock past your lips, tongue dragging along the tip and under, the brush of foreskin like soft, warm velvet.

And you have him in the palm of your hand like this, despite how helpless you must look. It only takes a few minutes before Lucien is louder, mouthier with his words and harsh with his matching thrusts into your mouth.

Frustrated, Lucien pulls at the knot on your blindfold hastily, the soft grunts of his impending orgasm loud in your ears, feeling so starved of sight that when the blindfold falls away and your eyes open and you’re overwhelmed with light, ignoring the fact that Lucien’s cock was nearly pressing against the back of your throat.

But, it’s quickly nulled out by Lucien, towering over you and blocking most of the harsh fluorescence that drown out the room around you, eyes falling close again despite being free of the blindfold as you take him until your nose is pressing against his groin, the fingers resting at the back of your neck squeezing harshly.

Selfishly, he wants to keep you here for a while longer. A few minutes, a few hours.

“Relajate,” Lucien forces out, his mouth hanging open on the word as you pull away, now wide-eyed and wiping away the string of spit that connects you to him, “there’s no rush.”

You smirk at his words, grinning up at him before you lick at the head of his cock, wrapping your hand around his shaft as you respond, “For you, maybe. But, I want you to fuck me.”

Lucien’s fingers dance along the shell of your ear, drifting down the column of your neck until his palm covers the expanse of it before gripping firmly, a soft gasp ripping from your throat as he forces you to straighten, leaning down into your space.

“Slow, princesa,” Lucien demands, “Or you’ll regret it later.”

As if that didn’t already intrigue you enough, you nod subtly and return his mischievous grin.

Slow is what you give him, long strokes as you circle your tongue around the head of his cock, occasionally dipping your head down to lick the underside of his shaft, too dangerously close to his balls, taut from how obviously he was straining to hold off, his usually perfectly quaffed hair sticking to his forehead and every which way.

There is no wondering—you could do this all day if you wanted, bringing him right to the edge but never quite falling, like he enjoyed doing to you, a shared pastime you’ve explored a few times but clearly not enough—because eventually you just get impatient.

Thankfully he seems to understand, nodding as your lips hover near his cock, playful kisses pressed against his pubic bone and scattered around until you finally decide to swallow him down, a few minutes later and he’s coming down your throat, eyes watering at the force but his eyes are locked on your own and you swallow on instinct, taking a sharp breath when he finally pulls back, seemingly just as wrecked as you were a half hour ago as he slumps into the bed, landing on back beside you, his hand rubbing over your knee tenderly.

“Are you up for a snack?”

You look at him quizzically, bemused at his question.

“Is that code?” You tease, fingers scratching at his overgrown stubble beard, “Should I be worried?”

“No, I’m hungry,” Lucien laughs gruffly, groaning as he turns on his side and slips off the bed, walking naked to the door and out of the room casually, coming back into the room with a sizeable plate of cut fruit and you grin, his heel forcing the door closed behind him. “See?”

He offers the plate up as proof as he sets it at the bedside table, though his fingers linger near the closed drawer a few centimeters beneath it. And you know where things are heading, the routine isn’t always the same, but Lucien liked to cover most, if not all the bases on nights where he was really needing the distraction. It seemed to be one of those nights, watching as his fingers dipped inside the drawer to grab the wrist restraints that hooked to the center of his headboard, a soft material that helped with comfort but made it damn near impossible to slip out if you really wanted to while your hands were hooked up.

But, that’s what Lucien wanted. The ability to trust that he would know your limits or that you would trust him enough to react to the safe word if you ever, for any reason, needed to use it.

“Oh—” Your gaze lingers and Lucien rubs the material in his hands.

“This alright?” He wonders, though the glint in your eye is enough of an answer.

You laugh softly through your nose and take the binding in his hand, slipping your wrist through the loops, leisurely scooting back until you hit the headboard, raising your arms above your head, “You tell me?”

Lucien chews absently at his bottom lip as he takes a rogue bite out of one of the strawberries on the plate before leaning onto his knee against the mattress, securing the restraint into place. A small latch that was also accessible to you if needed. He leans down quickly and you’re unprepared for the suddenness of it but he presses against you in a slow, sloppy kiss that leaves you chasing after the sweet juice that lingered in his mouth, mixed with the glass of malt whiskey he’d had earlier.

“Blindfold too?” You ask curiously.

Lucien shakes his head distractedly and takes his seat beside you on the bed, facing in the opposite direction so you’re both facing each other. The lack of clothing should feel distracting, but you’re too focused on his face, watching as he carefully bunches up the leaves on a strawberry and presses it to your lips, tongue curling around it and biting into it with a soft crunch.

‘What’s with the food?” You ask with a slightly furrowed brow, food stuffed in your cheek as you chew, “Not that I’m complaining but…this is…”

“Baby, relax,” He notices the tensing of the muscles in your forearm, nodding in the general direction—you hadn’t realized how hard you were curling your hands into fists until he pointed it out, “—remember the new assistant I hired?”

Another bite and the strawberry is done for, Lucien’s finger following as he wipes away the mess of juice around your bottom lip, savoring it for himself as he presses his thumb against his thumb and sucks and if he sees the way your thighs inch together, he doesn’t say anything.

You hum in acknowledgment and chew at the fruit, remembering the fresh-faced and terrified young man who Lucien had given a shot to after firing his old assistant—the embezzling funds was a problem, but he also insisted that he needed a fresh start, but you didn’t think he meant that fresh.

“I was craving it,” Lucien shrugged, “He went and picked up a bunch of shit.”

“Craving it,” You mince the words and Lucien chuckles, noticing your pointed gaze, “—for a sex thing, clearly.”

Caught. Sort of.

Lucien was big on trying new things—it was harmless, but the way he had tore into a peach during the picnic luncheon at for the acting agency both he and Rose worked under, eyes locked on you as he split it in half and shared the other half with you, less than careful about the way he cleaned up the juices on himself and you, finding yourself unexpectedly drooling over him in one of your less than finest moments. It was either the delicious fruit or an oral fixation. Maybe both.

He shoved a slice of kiwi between his teeth and leaned forward, pressing the fruit into your mouth and following with his tongue, devouring you into a kiss that has you whining quietly into his mouth, pulling away as you leaned forward to chase after him, chewing at the fruit in annoyance as you slumped back.

“Play nice, princesa.” Lucien teases.

“I am,” You retort with a sharp bite in your town, “you are making me wait.”

Lucien takes the ringlet slice of pineapple and squeezes it over your bare chest, down the valley of your breasts and you gasp at the sudden change in temperature against your hot to the touch skin, eyes snapping to the liquid traveling to your belly button.

“Lucien!”

You shriek, watching as he tossed the mangled fruit aside and made his ascent, licking from your belly button to the junction of your neck in one go, hovering over you with a devilish smile.

“If you don’t fuck me right now—” You gritted through clenched teeth and he presses his forehead against your own, giving you nowhere to hide as he stares you down, “I swear to god, Luce—”

“You trust me, right?”

“Stupid question,” You retort, nudging him back with your nose, “of course.”

Lucien hides the bemused expression on his face as he looks away, leaning over the side of the bed for a couple items that are out of your line of sight but quickly come into view as he lays them against your stomach, his thighs slotted underneath your own, taut muscle rubbing against your skin.

“Thought we could,” He separates them out carefully along your abdomen, “try a few at once.”

A gag—familiar and frequently used, black leather around a silicone black ball. A different blindfold, more like a sleep mask—it looked like Lucien’s sleep mask, actually. He could use the traditional one he tends to stick with but it seems he’s aiming for comfort here, fingers tracing along the last item with a raised brow.

“Ear buds? Really, Lucien? Headphones?” You giggle softly, “You want me to listen to music while we—”

“No, no—” Your laughter is infectious and he chuckles too, “baby, they’re just noise canceling.”

“Oh?” Your wrist yanks in interest before you realize you’re still restrained.

“If it’s too much, we don’t have to.” Lucien is very clear about that, fingertips pressed into the sheets beside your hips.

“You really like when I give over control, don’t you?” You tease playfully.

“Como siempre.” He says softly before leaning down to nip at your breasts, eyes flicking up at you.

“Okay, yes. But—” You look up at your hands, bound but not uncomfortable, “maybe no blindfold. I’ll keep my eyes closed but I want to see you. I like being able to see you.”

Lucien nods in agreement, a slow and treatours pace he takes as he retreats, tongue dragging down the center of your body and still tasting slightly of citrus. He smirks at your obvious squirming before doing away with the blindfold and allowing himself to get everything else in order.

The gag comes first, a small muffled grunt as he tightens the strap around the back of your head, adjusting it until you give him a solid nod. It helped that despite your inability to communicate verbally that Lucien had created a way for you to rid yourself of your wrist restraints whenever everything felt a little too much but you weren’t worried about using your safe word, a small latch connected to the metal chain that linked you to the headboard, easily accessible. And then the headphones, an odd experience to say the least—you can’t imagine what kind of money Lucien wasted on these because they immediately drown out all noise, the small buds resting in your ears and relatively out of sight.

It feels ridiculous, but when Lucien speaks and you can’t hear, your heart races with an anticipation you’ve never felt before. Exhilaration, more like.

You have no other choice than to watch—watch as Lucien settles comfortably back, kneeling as he runs his fingers along the underside of his cock and down to his balls, cupping them and rolling them around leisurely, your eyes watching every single movement, teeth baring down gently around the ball as he fists him, fingers dragging over his shaft and working himself up quickly, his chest slightly flushed from a mix of your previous activities and now, his eyes never settling on one piece of your body for too long.

You communicate through nods and eye contact, feelings incredibly vulnerable in the moment, watching as Lucien pressed himself inside of you with slow intention and you swear you can hear the deep exhale he forces out through his nose as it flares before he settles and gives you no time at all to prepare, a small gasp escaping you as your finger tighten around the slack in the strap connection your wrist cuffs to the bed, a slow but deep snap of his hips that shatters your focus, back arching into his touch as his fingers run along your spine and dig in, gripping you tight, practically sitting in his lap with the angle he has you held at.

“Mi vida,” He sighs, knowing you can’t hear him, “mi vida, mi vida, mi vida,” growing quiet with every utterance of it, “too perfect for me, baby.”

The vibration of his voice is pressed against your collarbone, his nose dragging along the junction of your neck and you’re so curious of what he’s saying, but you try not to let your mind wander—not that he allows much of that, gradually switching the pace to something stronger.

You wished you were stronger than Lucien liked to give you credit for, but you do find that your impatience eats away at you, coming in short whines and pleading looks and Lucien catches your gaze, eyes soft and watery.

He’s breathing out in short grunts through his mouth and you can see his nose scrunch up as he groans, fingers digging into your skin, squeezing tight at your hips—you can’t do it anymore, reaching your fingers up to grasp at the latch keeping your arms hoisted up, falling back in a heap with Lucien pressed against your chest, hastily slipping your hands out of the binding.

Lucien catches on quickly, working the gag off and tossing it aside, hearing it clink heavily against a nearby object but neither of you bother looking and quickly discarding the headphones on the nightstand, his forearms coming around your head to barricade you in.

You’ve never felt more safe.

“Pobrecita, come on,” Lucien coos, “ask for it, yeah? You want me to touch you?” Lucien moans heavily against your skin, your own hands twisting it his hair, fingers curling gently around the back of his ears, “Want me to make you come with my cock inside you? Is that what you need?”

“Yes,” You whine softly, “touch me—please, just touch me.”

He doesn’t move quick enough, finding that your hand quickly searches for his own, pressing it between your bodies and his fingers know you, working like muscle memory as he circles your clit a combination of his middle and ring and it’s nearly instantaneous, a mix of built up tension and desperate need for release. Your fingers pinch at the skin of his neck as you come, pulling the hair at the nape of neck and breathing in a sharp gasp, mouth hung open in silence as your eyes squeeze shut.

“That’s it, baby.” Lucien breathes quietly, pressing a gentle kiss to your breast as you come, eventually finding your lips and kissing you thoroughly, silencing your weak moans, chest heaving deeply in the aftermath as he pulls back, nothing he’s on the edge himself.

“I want you in my mouth again,” You sound desperate, tilting your chin up to meet his gaze from where he towers over you, fists gripping the sheets, “wanna taste us together, baby.”

Lucien rises suddenly, one palm pressed against the headboard as he grips his cock with the other, quickly spilling over your stomach, a sigh punches from his chest as he comes down, flush with a slight embarrassment at how easily it was for you to work him up.

“Or not,” You say through a tired laugh, soft and airy, “too much?”

“Never.” Lucien assures, brow furrowing in amusement as he drags a finger through the mess he made, bringing it to your mouth and allowing you to suck, lick, and make an over the top and unnecessary show as you swallow his cum and Lucien feels his cock twitch between his legs, despite how tired his body felt.

“Jesus, princesa,” He laughs, “—greedy tonight?”

You mirror his actions, bringing your own finger into the mess before pressing it into his mouth—and Lucien opens with a lust-drunk grin, capturing your wrist in a tight grip and licking off his own spend from your finger.

“Absolutely.”

And thank god, because your night was far from over.

↝ beta: @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin

↝ divider credit: yours truly.

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starlightdreaming · 10 months ago

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WELCOME TO LULULUNA!! YOUR SECOND HELL OF PAINNN MUAHAHAHA!!,!

Lucifer Morningstar x Reader! Ch. 2!

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel!

Content Warning: MORE ANGST! (Regret, consequences of actions and swearing and stuff idk)

Synopsis: Lucifer loved you but there was something in the way he couldn’t tell you, someone was always watching.

Further note: I WROTE TWO ANGSTS IN ONE DAY AND I PERSONALLY WANNA CRYINGNMUTFU KING EYES OUT SOMEONE GET ME THERAPYPLAES (not proofread BUT ENJOY!!) - ✨Lolo💫

Chapters!: Chapter 1 ✧ Chapter 2 (you are here) •<•)b ✧ Chapter 3 ✧ Chapter 4 ✧ Chapter 5

(NOW THIS CHAPTERS SONG IS:

to further improve reading, I recommend listening! (It helped me write this too))

｡･:*:･ﾟGoodbye Luna･ﾟ:｡*:･｡

The new job you had been assigned by the higher ups was pretty simple, just make stars, bring them to life, give them the ability to help others like the stars helped you in your depression, repeat!

You smiled down the streets of Halo city, seeing all your stars help others and help the community in general, for once, you felt rather proud of yourself, you were always working but that didn’t bother you at all, it helped you ease your mind as you made the little stars, it was your comfort and now its your job, this was a perfect absolute win - win!

After Emily came along into your life, you decided it was time for a change, she was always so bright and comforting, when you told her you were changing your name as a ‘new person’ she fully supported you! She had made sure to always call you your correct name and made sure others did as well, including her sister Sera.

It was such a new feeling.. to feel that you belong, it was heart warming. You don’t think you would change your life for anything else, seeing as Emily and Sera welcomed you like their own sister and there was nothing better than that.

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Lucifer sighed as he sat next to Lilith, crying, Lilith being there to comfort him as he leaned down onto her chest while she pat his head, “I know it hurts, dearest.” She comforts, “But we both know it was for the best, remember that..” She swoons, kissing his head gently, “It’s been so long, Lilith, I really miss her.” Lucifer whimpers before another tear fell from his face, he remembered the hurt in your eyes and that was taking a toll on his soul, “when the day comes, you can tell her everything about it, alright dear?” Lilith smiles gently, cupping his face to look at her, “I know, Lilith, it just… hurts.” he says before wiping his own tears, “But now that its done, I think it’s time we move to our next step..” Lucifer says as he stands up, taking Lilith’s hand into his own.

“Once we find Eve, give her the apple and my Luna will be free.” He smiles, walking toward the oak tree, seeing as how it was put back together with stars only you knew how to make but still definitely showed as damaged, his smile softened, knowing that this meant that he still had a chance to explain everything to you. He leaned against the tree whispering, “I’m sorry, Luna.” before he walked away with Lilith, hand in hand.

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You hummed to yourself, making stars in your office that was completely covered in stardust, you included.

You flew around your office as the stars floated around you, noting down on your white board on how to improve your stars, it was an everyday routine for you but sometimes… when you look out your office window and see all the Heaven born angels outside, you couldn’t help but miss that special somebody you could never see again, you often sat down in your chair, making silly constellations of Lucifer cause of your longing but remember the words he shouted at you would always make the constellation dissipate or shatter. You sighed before deciding maybe it was time for a break, lunch time it is!

You moved some stars out of the way as you tried to get out of your office, upon exiting your office you had to dust yourself off from all the star dust that glittered your clothes and hair, most would fall off but some would still stick to you, it wasn’t that important to clean yourself since you would be covered in the dust once you came back.

Upon flying around Halo City, a few stars had assisted you on serving your meal, taking your orders and working together as they chimed and squeaked as communication, this proving that your stars were successful to the community in Heaven, “thank you my children.” You smiled as your stars chimed at you, going back to work.

After eating, you decided to head back to work, feeling happy and full from your meal, leaving the little cafe, you flew back to your office, you paid no mind as you walked down the halls until you turned around the corner, “What do you mean I can’t see her? She’s my best friend!” A familiar voice shouted to an employee who was at your office door, You saw Lucifer who had completely disheveled hair and looked like he was in a frenzy, “Please, you don’t understand! I need to see her!” he pleaded again, you stared at them both from shock and surprise, your stomach getting a sinking feeling that maybe you should just run. The employee batted an eye at you before looking back at Lucifer, this made Lucifer to turn to your direction, the split second of eye contact he had made with you made you hide completely in the corner of the hall, ‘shit’ you thought as you started running off to who knows where, “Luna? Luna wait!!” Lucifer shouted to you, the name making you feel sick, you haven’t heard anyone call you that in a long time.

You tried to fly home, lock your doors and stay there for months until Lucifer was completely gone, but he caught up to you before you could even finish the thought, He held onto you dearly and tightly, you struggled in his grasp as he teleported you both to the garden of Eden, it was happening so quickly as you both fell to the ground, crashing, he protected you from the fall when you both imoacted into the grass, tumbling and rolling.

He grunted as he rolled into a tree, giving you the chance to kick away and crawl backwards away from him, your heart beating rapidly from the unexplained situation you were in, “What in the heavens is happening? get away from me!” You shouted, picking yourself up as you dusted yourself, stepping away from Lucifer, trying to brush off the dirt that got on your clothing.

Lucifer tried to recover but he seemed to have been hyperventilating to even care, “Listen, Luna-“ he tried to speak, “Don’t call me that!” you hissed, the name making spite fill your eyes, “You lost that ability to do so.” you say as you crossed your arms looking away in irritation, “Please- just- just listen to me,” Lucifer begged, “And why should I? after everything you did? everything you said??” You asked in a much higher tone, “I don’t have much time! please!” He begged, hugging you close in desperation, the hug was so unexpected to you, it felt sick and insulting, you pushed and punched him off you, “You think you can just touch me like you didn’t fuck up my life?!” You say as you recomposed yourself after pushing him away, tears were in his eyes, “I’m in so much trouble! you don’t understand!” he shouted, his voice cracking but that only made you more pissed, you couldn’t help but laugh as you started connecting that dots, “Oh I get it,” You say more irritated when you realized the situation, “You’re in trouble and since Lilith can’t help you, you’re asking ME for help? tch, please.” you rolled your eyes, turning away and waving him off, “That’s- That’s not it!” He cries, trying to hold you, “Luna, you have to listen! I gave an apple to Eve so she could have free will! and since she broke free from control, that means that-“ He tries to explain quickly but the Seraphim’s had arrived to your location, “Lucifer! You are to be silent!” A loud voice echoed, his eyes widening in fear, you turning to see Sera and other angels you weren’t aware of.

Lucifer looked up at the seraphim’s, down to you, then down to the ground with wide eyes full of tears, “I’m too late..” He whispers under his breath, only for you to hear, you turned to him confused as angels that looked similar to him began to hold him down, you stepping back in surprise, ‘what the hell did he do?’ you pondered to yourself, “and you, Y/n, what are you doing here?” Sera asks in her angel form, you crossed your arms looking away from Lucifer, “He dragged me here when I was trying to get to my office.” you explained, walking towards Sera and standing by her side as you watched Lucifer get dragged by a few angels, Lucifer looked at you with apologetic eyes but that only made you advert your gaze, not wanting or bothering to defend him like all the times you had done all the years you had been together, just like how he made you suffer alone, he was getting the same treatment now, karma at its finest.

Lucifer didn’t care what was happening to him, he just wanted to see you again, he wanted to look at you again, he wanted you to look at him, he did that all for you…! but at what cost…? you walked away with Sera, not even giving him a second glance. He looked down, wallowing in his guilt, “please come back to me, my Luna.” he whispered under his breath.

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You went back to your office with Sera, you expected to go back to work and do your usual, “You can’t work today, Y/n.” Sera ordered, “What? Why?” You asked in bewilderment, “Since you were with Lucifer before we could find him, you are now a witness.” Sera stated, you were shocked from this, “What do you mean? What did he do..?” You asked a little afraid to know the answer, Sera took a deep breath, feeling tired from how crazy the day seemed to have been for her, “A few days ago, Lucifer gave Adams’ new wife an apple.” Sera explained, “an apple?” you raised a brow, not understanding why an apple made the subject so serious, “Yes, an apple. It was made from the tree of knowledge, it gave her free will, she broke out of our control,” Sera continues as she paces in your office, pushing away stars that got in her way, “And because of that, evil has found it’s way to Earth.” Sera finishes as she looks down upset. You gasped when she finished, “Lucifer brought evil into creation that we spent so much time and effort into making??” You asked in complete shock, no wonder he came to find you, he wanted to use you as a defense to escape trouble, he was so selfish.

“Yes and now you will have to join us in court, since you were the closest to him.” Sera says as you advert your gaze from her, not feeling proud from the amount of years of your life that felt as they had gone to waste with a stranger far in the past.

“When is it?” You asked, “Since it’s urgent, it’s being held now.” Sera says, “Wait what-“ you say but before you could finish, you were teleported into the court room, you blinked twice before processing your surroundings, Lucifer at a table with Lilith, they both looked nervous, seeing the two of them together put you in a sour mood rather quickly.

“Since the Seraphim is here, I suggest this court meeting begins now,” A voice spoke, you look down at the person seeing a tall male that was quite charming, “Greetings everyone, My name is Azreal,” He said calmly and authoritative, “I am here today for the incident of evil breaching the creations of Earth, caused by; Lucifer Morningstar.” He states out, the public gallery gasping and whispering amongst each other as you looked at Lucifer, you felt worried for him and you hated that, he had betrayed your trust, he turned his back on you and your friendship, so why on Earth are you so worried about him? when Lucifer caught you staring you glared at him before turning away, continuing to listen to Azreal.

“We are gathered here to discuss the punishment Lucifer deserves after destroying the divine creations we had worked hard to make, do we have any ideas?” Azreal asks, waiting for anyone to answer, “Well obviously community service ain’t gonna help.” someone snarked, sarcastically.

“Yeah! all that hard work just for it to go down the drain in a blink of an eye? he deserves the worst of the worst!” A voice shouted angrily, others obliging as well, they began to argue and yell at Lucifer, you, watching as you put up a facade, staring nonchalant at Lucifer and Lilith. Lucifer hid under his hat worriedly as Lilith tried to hold his hand for comfort, you thought for a few moments, thinking about what they deserved.

Sera silenced the court room with a raise of her hand, “he should pay…” you mumbled quietly, only for Sera to catch on, “What was that, Y/n?” Sera asked, leaning down closer to you, “He should pay.. by living in his own mistake.” You say, confusing the higher elder.

when you broke that oak tree, it was the worst mistake of your life, all those memories were shattered into pieces and you tried.. so hard to put it back together, it did in the end but it barely stayed, despite that, you drowned yourself in guilt and sorrow, pain and sadness for months and you think, thats the perfect thing he should suffer from too.

“He should live in his mistake, create a realm of evil that he can drown in, it’s what…” you hesitate, hugging yourself to finish your sentence, “he deserves.” you finish, looking down at him and Lilith, you felt sadness and guilt, hatred and disgust all at the same time, you didn’t know how to react, this whole mess was beginning to give you a headache, he tried to use you to protect himself in all this mess and yet, all you wanted to do was cry and tell the court to forgive him! forgive and forget, but you were so full of hurt you couldn’t do either.

“don’t credit me for the idea, Sera,” you began to feel the tears escape, “please.” you pleaded silently. Sera understood and pat your head gently, “If you could listen, I have an option.” Sera calls, the court listening as you hid from everyone’s view, “We can make Lucifer face the consequences of his actions by making him drown in his own mistakes,” Sera says, trying to go off by your words, “we can create a realm of evil, so only it stays far away from the grasps of Heaven, Lucifer can be sent to the realm, to face the actions he had committed.” She finishes, Lucifer and Lilith’s mouths a gap, looking at Sera in disbelief, the court room began to murmur and whisper amongst themselves in a more calm manner, “That sounds like a fantastic idea!” Azreal smiled, “Very well then, all those in favor, raise your hand,” he says, raising his own as 99.9% of the court raised their hands into the favor, Lucifer looked around, fear rising in him but the sliver of hope was withheld when he saw you staring at him with dull, lifeless sad eyes, he looked at you pleading for help, but in this situation, you can’t.

“Miss Y/n.” Azreal called, “Is there a reason you aren’t raising your hand?” He smiles at you charmingly, you still stared at Lucifer before turning away from his gaze, slowly raising your hand… The small chance of hope burnt out when he saw your arm raised, the pain in his eyes showed, “Luna, please! you have to understand!-“ He begged, trying to go for a last ditch effort. When he called you by that name you glared at him, infuriated that he was desperately trying to get you back only when he needed you most, you leaned over the balcony, tired of his whining and crying for you, of all times he could have asked for forgiveness, he chose the time when he was in deep shit of trouble, “What. in GODS NAME do you want from me?” you sweared beyond the swearing of swears in front of the court, making everyone gasp but you didn’t care.

You flew down to the table he sat at, Azreal moving to the side, interested in the things about to unfold, “Of all the times you could have came to me, to ask for our friendship back, you choose the time you desperately needed to use me,” You snarled, “I’m sick of your shit Lucifer, you never needed me and you made that VERY CLEAR, the moment you told me to step out of your life AND I DID.” you said poking his chest, your angelic form appearing.

“You deserve this and we. both. know. it.” you finished as he looked at you with guilt in his eyes, hurt and regret, “I didn’t ask for things to turn out like this,” He said weakly, you stepped back from him to give him space, “I love you, My Luna.” He confesses in complete heartbreak, his hand to his chest as he cries, Lilith watching as she comforts him, your eyes widen from his statement as the court gasps, “What the fuck are you saying? you love Lilith!” you shouted at him in full confidence, “See? you don’t understand,” He cries, you were puzzled and insulted from his confessions, it put your mind into a frenzy, “Lilith and I were secretive because-“ “I don’t want to hear your sorry, pathetic, excuses!” You shouted at him, your chest huffing from the stress he keeps pressuring you into, “My name is NOT Luna, YOU never loved me, you chose Lilith over me, you chose EVERYTHING ABOUT Lilith over me! you love me? what a fucking joke!” you barked, Lucifer sitting down in his own chair, “I’m going to say it since you can’t seem to understand, if you want me out of your life,” you say pointing to yourself, walking to him, “then I don’t want YOU in my life.” you finish pointing to him, hatred in your eyes as he looked at you with tears falling.

it was silent in the court room, no one dared to speak up from the tension, until Lucifer swallowed before saying one simple word that forever decided what would happen between both you, Lilith and Lucifer, “Please…” he begged one last time, you squint your eyes, understanding that no matter what you say, it will never get through to his head, so you decided to be the final push of this pure broken relationship.

“Azreal, send them away.” You ordered, turning away from them both, standing behind Azreal as he walked up to them, “Guess it’s done and over then, you heard the seraphim.” Azreal smiles, Lucifers eyes widening, “Luna, Luna! please!” Lucifer begged but you ignored his calling as Azreal opened a portal.

Lilith and Lucifer held onto each other as angels forced them to go into the portal, angelic spears making them walk into their own fate, “Going down?” Azreal joked as he made Lucifer trip backwards, falling into the portal with Lilith at his side, his wings holding her up as he held onto the edge of the portal, left hanging with Lilith in his arm. Azreal smiled and waved before standing back.

“Lilith hold on, okay?” He says, looking down at her as she held onto him with his other hand. When he looked back up, his eyes widen when you appear above him, your demeanor was just pure sadness, lifeless and dull and finally for once in years, he sees a smile crack on your face, one of just pure neglect and hurt, he couldn’t look away, although he did this all for you, you would never understand why, this was not the smile he wanted to see on your face, this isn’t what he wanted or what he was trying to do for you, he wanted you to be free… and now that you are, he couldn’t share it with you…

You held his hand gently, slowly sliding it off the edge, taking it into your own, he looked at you desperately, “Just let go, Luci,” you said with a soft voice and a lifeless smile, as you slowly slid his hand off your own, loosening your grip, “Just let me go, Lucifer.” you begged, the tears falling from your eyes and onto his face made him cry as well, “Please.” You say as you let go of him, he only stared at you as he hugged Lilith, protecting her from the long fall he was going to have to endure, despite falling, his hand reached out to you still, his Luna, disappearing before his very eyes…

that’s when he realized…

he will never get the chance to give you a proper goodbye, a proper explanation… a proper confession.

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(AOEX) The Blood Of An Unwilling Covenant

PART 7 OF 8: Lucifer

(Yandere Platonic Demon Kings (Ba'al) x Reader)

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"Camera.. Check! Phone.. Check! Spare change of clothes.. Erm.."

Curtains half drawn over murky windows let light flood into the room, The early morning sun being not deterred by the soot dusting the window panes. It shone on the mess in the room, Shine rolling off ceramics and other illuminating surfaces.

Jars filled with demon bio-produce were piled up to the walls, Heavy-bound books of all sorts being just as tall. Clothes thrown everywhere, A mix of both hers and Lewins. All of it made for a gnarly sight and smell to come under.

But it was nothing compared to the current mess, If that was even possible. The old musty couch was strewn with more clothes than normal. TV still blaring some American cartoon as [F/N] paced back and forth between place to place.

She was somehow able to get around the place with relative ease. Opening up box after box stacked up top everywhere, Apartment still barely moved into.

"Heya.. You good there?" Lewin drawled as he watched [F/N] run back and forth to rummage through all the boxes in the room. Lewin himself was currently lazing upon the old burgundy couch, The one that had cushions torn and had been picked up on the side of the road by none other by the man himself.

[F/N] was almost foaming at the mouth, Even more so once she snapped her head over to him.

"Have you seen any of my clothes around here? I can't find the box with all my stuff in it- Ugh.." [F/N] winced once she drew her arm back out, A thick blue glow wrapped around it and hugging it tight with a slimy touch. A demon, And by the shape it took? No doubt a baby kraken.

Lewin, Ironically, Cracked a smile once he saw it.

"Oops, My bad!" He chuckled, Instantly raising a lazy hand to somehow shoo the demon away. "Linnaeus!"

And just as the demon had came, It had vanished at the summary of it's fatal verse. It seemed to writhe, Spasming and shaking before finally the grip around her loosened entirely. It fell, Hitting the floor as it's blue light started to flicker.

[F/N] looked at it's crumpled body, Disgust running through her features.

"Yeah, Keep your demons in their pens.. Damn it, Lew'.. This isn't the first time.." She scoffed, Pinching her brows with her now-free hand.

"Seriously.. You doin' good? I can see wrinkle lines appearing on your head." Lewin said, Gesturing to his own forehead hidden behind his mop of hair. She groaned, [F/N]'s eyes narrowing in on him.

"It's just.. I can't find my clothes and I need a separate pair in case these ones get ruined! Like I've already got my camera, A few notebooks.. Summoning papers, You know- But I still need my spare change and I can't find it for the life of me!" [F/N] exasperated, Sweat dusting her face.

"Don't you think you got enough?" Lewin said, Pointing over to the backpack sitting atop one of the heaps which so happened to be stuffed full of various items. All of which she listed, Including several other artefacts that seemed weird to where she'd be going.

"Not nearly! Since I wasn't able to go on the camping trip thing, I need to make sure I get everything right this time. It's gonna be a real big day for me!" [F/N] said as she turned back towards the boxes, Feverishly shifting through the contents once more.

Lewin grinned.

"Hah, You and me both.."

The True Cross Festival, The big day. Games, Dances, Fireworks, Food, Festivities. The event that every student in the school had been waiting for ever since they had been accepted into the institution.

Whispers of plans floated through the hallways, Excited chitters leading up to the day. God, [F/N] had been hearing it every second of the day just the week before. And now the big day was finally here.

For many it was a opportunity to ask out their crush due to the entry requirements, To others it was a time to relax and make memories. But to [F/N], It was a prime opportunity to investigate.

"Finally!" She grinned, Opening up another box to find all of her clothes packed neatly inside. Sweaters, Jeans and other types of accessories started to be yanked out of the box and into her arms.

Lewin watched as she piled another few pairs of clothing into her arms, Both for cold and hot weather and even another pair of underwear before hurriedly rushing over her bag and trying to stuff it all inside.

He pushed himself up to a sitting position on the old couch, Yawning lazily as he stretched.

"As I've said- You could really use to loose a few things in there, Ain't this suppose to be something you enjoy?" Lewin yawned once he finally stopped stretching, Staring at her from under his hair as she continued to try push the clothing into the overflowing bag.

"No- It's a way I can get more information about what's going down in there. Like the traitor and the blue night, The things we spoke about-" [F/N] said, Slightly wheezing as she tried to shove and shove everything down in there to no avail. Sweat gathering quicker on her face.

She tried once more, [F/N] pushing down the items on top.

All before she felt the arm of Lewin lightly tug at her wrist, Making her retract it quickly from her bag.

"Hey- What are you-"

"Oh yeah, Definetly overflowing.."

"Lewin- What are you doing?! Hey! Stop touching my stuff!"

"Keeping a few daggers in here? How'd you expect to get past security with all that?"

"Lewin stop it! It took ages to get everything in there! Stop it!"

"Okay, Maybe you can keep the summoning papers.."

"Thank you- HEY! That's my camera, Put it back! Put it back!"

"Aaaand, Ta-da!"

And just like that, The bag that [F/N] had so desperately tried to fill to the brim had depressed almost half it's weight before. Space now very much available inside, Only items spared being her general exorcism stuff and a few new things that Lewin had taken the liberty to throw in.

[F/N]'s jaw was as agape as her eyes, Staring into the new emptiness of her bag that Lewin had dared to meddle in.

"Lew'! Why the hell did you do that?! It took me ages to get everything in there, I need it all if I want to go snoop around in the school! You know, To help me get you evidence?!" [F/N] hissed as she placed her hands on her hips, Angrily staring up at Lewin who still had a lazy smile on his face.

He nodded, Scratching the back of his head.

"Yeah, Yeah. And you've been working really hard to do that! I mean you've already helped lead me to one of the traitors, And trust me, I appreciate that a bunch.. But I think you need to calm down." Lewin said.

[F/N] frowned as she looked at him, Aghast in her eyes yet somehow still mellowing out. Just a few months ago he had specifically told her to do some digging, Now he was telling her to stop it?

[F/N] scoffed.

"But.. But wasn't this something you wanted me to do? You know, Investigate? You can't tell me to stop once I've got invested in it too!" [F/N] exclaimed, Stepping closer to him.

Ever since she had the meeting in Mephisto's office, [F/N] had became just as enthralled as Lewin was in the investigation. Ever since she had gotten that horrid feeling about him, [F/N] knew that she needed to dig in more.

Snooping around teachers rooms, Sifting through file cabinets not meant for her. She had already gotten information and passed it over to Lewin, So after all this work how could he just tell her not to go further?

Lewin sighed.

"But I also said that you should get some friends, And hey! You have with all those exwires! I'm just thinking that you spend this time bonding like you kids usually do." Lewin explained as he in turn stepped closer, The two of them now staring eye to eye.

"They're not my friends.. They're just my classmates.." [F/N] said, And even she knew it was a lie.

"Whatever you say, Ya' munchkin. Just go out and have fun, Forget about the investigation for a few hours and I promise I'll let you throw rocks at the traitor I'm about to catch later." Lewin promised, Playfully reaching out a hand with his pinkie stuck up.

[F/N] huffed, Almost about to comment on his childish behaviour before she brushed it off and wrapped a pinkie of her own around his.

"Whatever.. You better keep your promise though, I've been dying to throw rocks at someone for ages now." She pouted, Pinky finger still firmly wrapped around Lewin's own.

He grinned.

"Of course. You just go have fun, Buy me a souvenir and I'll come back and pick you up at ten, Afterwards we'll hit a burger joint and then I'll let you throw rocks at him. Sound good?" Lewin asked.

[F/N] smiled.

"Yeah.." She said, Trying not to show her grin as she shied her view away from him.

And just like that, The hand that Lewin had joined with [F/N]'s pulled her closer. And before [F/N] knew it his thick arms wrapped around her, Bringing her into a hug.

[F/N] was surprised, Muscles tensing up as she felt his head rest atop hers which was currently pushed into the side of his chest. Lewin had not often hugged her before, Never showed much affection other than playful little punches.

But here he was, Bringing her in without restraint. [F/N] barely even cared about his horrible stench, Not when a hand rested on the back of her head, Another on her back. And just maybe, She started to relax.

Only a little.

"Now go scamper outta here, You're gonna miss your bus!" Lewin laughed as he pulled away from her, The silence he had undertaken before now broken. [F/N] was still standing in slight shock, Eyes wide as she looked up at him.

She blinked, Snapping back into reality.

"R-Right!" [F/N] exclaimed, Finally catching eye of the clock on the far wall. [F/N] tried to gather her thoughts once she gathered her stuff, Grabbing her bag strap and tossing it over her shoulder.

"See you soon, Lew'!" [F/N] called out, Finally reaching the door and turning the knob as she stepped out. She waved goodbye to him and he waved back with a lazy smile, Watching as she sprinted out the door.

A yellow raincoat hanging untouched on the hanger by the door.

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"Hey, Guys! Over here!"

The sun was held bright in the sky, A beautiful sight with no clouds to be seen, Just pure cerulean blue.

The uproar of chatter was already in the air, Sounds of people frolicking around the newly made stalls was the only thing in earshot. Rich smells of meat sizzling and the saccharine scent of sugar was also the only thing you could smell, The festival already starting to gain traction.

"Is that [F/N]? I thought she said she wasn't coming?" Konekomaru said, Turning his head as he watched her run over to them, Smiling slightly at being proven wrong.

"Huh? Oh- I guess she changed her mind!"

The air was fresh, [F/N] could tell as it flew behind her as she pranced over to the group standing just outside the entrance to the festivities. Their figures instantly recognisable as she stuttered to a halt in front of them.

"[F/N]! Thought you said you weren't coming?" Shima exclaimed incredulously as he watched her keel over to catch a breath, Eyes wide as he looked her up and down in her sweater and jeans combo.

"Change of plans.. Turns out I can make it after all.." [F/N] wheezed as she wiped the sweat off of her brow, Lungs burning as she raised herself back up to meet the eyes of her group.

Shima, Bon and Konekomaru. The trio of her classmates stood there in their own outfits, Ready for the festival. [F/N] tried to give them the best smile she could, Trying not to make it look like she hadn't dressed like a slob compared to them.

Bon huffed, Folding his arms.

"Seriously? I thought you said that you were gonna study instead since, You know, You failed your last demonic pharmaceuticals test?" He said as he raised a brow, Looking her up and down with that all too familiar judgemental stare.

[F/N] scoffed.

"And miss all the fun? Yeah no, I came to my senses!" [F/N] laughed as she lightly punched Bon on the side of the arm, Who suppressed a smirk as he lightly shoved her back. [F/N] cackled as she stuck out her tongue at him.

Bon rolled his eyes.

"You still need to study!"

"You still need to shut the fuck up!"

"Calm down you two, You're gonna cause a scene!" Konekomaru said, Moving so he was a human-barrier between the two.

Shima shook his head, Dramatically tutting as he looked at the two.

"Yeah, Exactly! You're really killing the mood you know, How am I suppose to get with hot girls if you two are bickering the entire time in the background? I still need to find a girl to get with so I can go to the dance festival later!" Shima whined as he gestured to the crowds packed behind him, All already enjoying the activities of the festival.

"Erm, I'm a girl?" [F/N] said, Gesturing to herself.

"I said hot girls, [F/N]." Shima replied with an innocent smile.

"HEY!"

[F/N] threw an insult back at Shima, To which Shima gave a passive-aggressive response. They barely even noticed when they got dragged off into the festival, Bon groaning as he lugged both [F/N] and Shima along with him, Konekomaru trying his best to calm the two down.

Only snapped out of it once the blaring noise caught up with her, A light shove by Bon and the smell of enticing meats. Blinking once she realised she was surrounded by a crowd and hundreds of stalls that seemed to muddle on the horizon.

She gulped, Sweat running down her brow with a slight smile.

This was gonna be a long day.

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"Aw man.. Never thought I'd say this, But it's good to get away from all the noise.. Huh?"

The sky was dark, Coloured the deepest of ebony blues and starless with all the light below. Unlike the morning there was a noticeable chill in the air, Either due to the passing time or the new altitude which the two had reached.

That saccharine scent was still lingering in the air, Beautiful tastes of all the food she had eaten still on her tongue. It was all so overwhelming to her, Even now as she stared down at the lights of the stalls did she still feel a rush.

One thing to the next, Perpetual motion. [F/N] had moved from stall to stall, Done party game after party game, Went through every classes activity set up from the festival and had laughed and screamed all the same.

They had met with Rin at his food stall and laughed along with him, They had went through the horror house and had gotten a good laugh when she watched Shima get scared by Shiemi. Izumo too they had passed not even a few minutes ago, Still lingering close by.

They had also lost Bon and Konekomaru somewhere else in the crowd, Konekomaru most likely going to talk with his date and Bon could be just about anywhere. So now it was just Shima and her, After everything that happened..

Dizzying, [F/N] felt. She sipped on the straw of the chocolate shake and let the taste try to calm her, Still cold in her hands and dripping down moisture from the sides. It helped, If only a little bit.

"You could say that again.. I mean, How many girls did you try to ask out?" [F/N] said to Shima as she lightly strolled beside him, High above the stalls in the higher part of the city. Looking lightly over the stone balcony to all the chaos below.

"Ugh! I can't even count and I usually always make sure to remember all the pretty faces I talk to!" Shima exasperated as he dragged his feet alongside her, Seemingly just as worn out from the celebrations as she was.

[F/N] rolled her eyes, Continuing to slurp on her milkshake.

"Just how much stuff I bought on it's own..! You know, My master insisted on emptying my bag before I got here and I'm actually kinda glad he did, Otherwise I wouldn't be able to carry all this.." [F/N] sighed as she readjusted the heaving backpack weighing her down, All stuffed to the brim with all the merchandise she knew her and Lewin would like.

He had slipped his card into her backpack, Something she had found out when rummaging through it. He had trusted her enough to spend his money wisely, Or more accurately trusted her to spend as much of his six-figure salary as she possibly could.

[F/N] smiled, Quietly thanking Lewin under her breath.

"..You and Lightning close?"

"Where'd that come from?" [F/N] asked as she turned to Shima, Who seemed to look back at her with a much more curious expression under the nights sky. Shima just smiled and shrugged his shoulders.

"Dunno, I guess I'm just curious is all. Since you were already his apprentice before joining cram school or whatever, You two related or something?" Shima asked as they made their way towards the balcony, The one overlooking the sea of lights below and where the wind flowed openly.

[F/N] huffed as she continued to drink her milkshake, Leaning over on the stone railings to look out below.

"Not biologically, No. But you know that trope you see in movies? The dickhead older brother who always messes with your stuff and annoys you to high hell? Yeah, That's him." [F/N] said, Rolling her eyes with a slight smirk.

Shima smiled rather forlornly as he leaned over on the balcony like she did, Light reflecting in his eyes.

"Yeah, I get that." He laughed slightly.

"Ah, Okay. Cause of all your brothers, Right?" [F/N] asked as she drew her eyes off the crowds for only a moment, Just to see Shima stare right back off into it. He didn't smile, Just nodded slowly.

He didn't speak either, The smile drawn on [F/N]'s face starting to lessen at the sound of silence. Instead she just brought her eyes back over to the sea of lights, Looking at the crowds below enjoying the festivities.

[F/N] sipped on her milkshake, Tasting the chocolate on her tongue. She should have known that his brothers would've been something difficult to talk about, Ever since the trip to Kyoto she had known something was off.

Especially since the death of the eldest, [F/N] should've taken that as the first sign. She continued sipping on her milkshake, A sort of scratchiness starting to build up in her throat. Shima never really talked about his brothers, Not here nor there.

[F/N] continued to sip on her milkshake, The lights starting to become much more.. Bright. Her nose scrunched up as she turned her head up to meet Shima, Who now seemed to be looking back down at her.

He smiled, Almost awkwardly.

"..Shima, I don't feel so good." [F/N] told him as she finally removed the straw from her mouth, Looking at her milkshake with a sort of queasiness in her eyes. A lightness in her head, A new stutter when she tried to stand.

What was happening? Her fingers started to shake, The muscles much more relaxed than they were suppose to be as the milkshake fell to the floor and splattered across the rocks. She stumbled, [F/N] starting to see two of each in her vision.

Shima hummed, Watching her gait with an unconcerned gaze.

"That must be the Rophynol finally kicking in then." He replied casually as he watched her start to double over.

[F/N] raised her head weakly as she near doubled over, Stumbling back as she stared at him with wide eyes. What little gathered conscious she had left recalled that drug, As clear as day she knew what it was.

Rophynol, Otherwise known as the date-rape drug.

Causes symptoms of confusion, Dizziness, Drowsiness, Lack of coordination, Loss of motor control and slurred speech. Often used by scummy people to knock out an unwilling victim, Usually for the purpose of..

Oh,

Oh fuck.

"Get- Get.. Get away.. Away!" [F/N] tried to yell but it came out as a wheeze, Stumbling back, Almost tripping over on her own feet. It felt like the world was spinning around her, Shaking around like it was encased in a snow globe.

There was no one around to help her, Everyone was so enthralled by the entertainment below that no one dared to come up here. Everyone except her and Shima, No one else around to hear her pleads for help.

Her eyes were wild as she looked at him, Like a cornered animal ready to bite.

His was casual, Looking at her with some synthetic sympathy.

"Don't worry, It's not what you're thinking. I'm not that much of a creep! I slipped it into your shake when you weren't looking earlier, Sorry 'bout this but my boss said that I was to return with you unharmed so.. Had to get creative with how I got you and all!" Shima laughed as he scratched the back of his head, Smiling innocently as if nothing was wrong.

[F/N] wheezed.

What? What was he saying? Who was.. Who was he talking..?

Illuminati.

[F/N] couldn't.. Couldn't get.. Get away. Get away. She needed to get away, Run.. Run away. Lewin, She needed to get Lewin.. Something was.. Something..

Shima got up from his leaning position on the balcony, Slightly stretching with a small yawn as he did.

"Alright, [F/N]. I'm gonna need you to come with me now, Okay? I ain't going to hurt you, My boss would kill me if I did!" He joked as he strolled towards her almost convulsing body, Her eyes untamed and barbaric.

His hands reached out, And in that moment [F/N] cried out.

"Ah-!" Shima yelped out once he felt a slice of what felt like a knife cross his cheek, A searing pain starting to settle into his skin. Blood spurted out from the paper-cut like wound, Muscles tensing.

In [F/N]'s shaky hands was a summoning paper, In her stupor somehow able to pull them out and cut her thumb.

Sylphs floated around her, Glowing an angry luminescent blue and the air around them much fresher than before, Angry faces starting to dart towards him like arrows.

"Aha-! You really are impressive, Should've expected as much from an Arc Knight's apprentice!" Shima complimented in a swift moment, Pulling out his k'rik from within a pocket of his suit and extending it to it's full length.

The gold gleamed in the air, The hoops on the end rattling as he slammed it down towards the oncoming sylphs.

But it stopped.

Before the end of his staff could hit the floor, The fresh air emitted by the sylphs had vanished from the sight. Shima paused in his movements, Eyes raising up to realise that they had disappeared entirely.

He blinked, Sight lowering down.

[F/N] laid fallen upon the rocky pavement, Mouth ajar and dripping in her own saliva. Eyes rolled up to their whites as she convulsed on the floor. The sylphs gone with her, Disappeared once she had finally fallen unconscious.

Shima let out the biggest sigh of his life.

Luckily he didn't need to deal with [F/N], Who had already shown skill incredible and insanely difficult to deal with talents in taming. It would've been impossible to capture her without any sedative, And he needed this to go smoothly.

He still had to find Izumo, Of course!

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"Honey..?!"

"Daddy!!"

The cries of the mans family called out from behind him, Echoing up and out of the dingy stairwell they stood in.

It was cold, Frigid even. If it wasn't for the welcoming warmth outside it could've been mistaken for the winter, Mostly due to the freezer-like chill and the damp dripping conditions around them.

The bloody and beaten man was knelt towards the floor, Keeled and prostrated before The Paladin, An Arc Knight and an entire legion of exorcists, All surrounding him like a pack of dogs ready to snap and bite down onto his flesh.

"We're only getting started now.. As you can see, Your task has ended in failure." Lewin mused as he stood before the shaking man, A grin on his face as he almost looked fascinated by the dribble of blood spurting out from his wounds.

"Could you quickly tell us what's on at the big event?" His family, Terrified and shaking, They called out to him in horror. Lewin paid them no mind as he moved forward, Bending his knees and crouching down towards him.

The man still had his own ichor dripping down his face, Iron tasted teeth turning into a snarl.

"Monster!" He barked, Blood splattering onto the floor in front of him.

"Uh oh! Should you be using such an attitude?" Lewin laughed with a child-like smile as he lowered closer to the man, A gleam in his eyes as he spoke. "I'm gonna have to ask your wife and son!"

The mans bloodshot eyes widened at that, Flicking back from Lewin to his family in the matter of seconds. Blood poured out of his mouth faster than his expression turned sour, Horrified as he watched his family be restrained by a group of exorcists.

He shook his head, Eyes agape as they connected with his wife's.

"Don't.. They don't know anything!" The traitor sputtered as he turned back to face Lewin, Who smiled all the same at him. His wife and son, His pride and joy. They wouldn't.. They wouldn't dare…

Would they?

Lewin chuckled as his eyes seemed to part from under his hair, His elongated pupils and a gleam sharper than a sword in his eyes. The man only watched in horror, Listening to him as he spoke.

"Why bother acting like a good guy now?" Lewin asked as he examined him from his bloody head to severed toes. That sadistic smile downturned, Much more malicious now. "Both of us are monsters in this regard. Cut it out."

Lewin turned his head to meet the eyes of the mans family.

"Then.. Shall we start?" Lewin asked and suddenly the group of exorcists started to pull and manhandle the mans kin, Hands on their shoulders starting to tug them back. Their eyes widening, Struggling to no avail within the hands of the exorcists.

The man gasped.

"Daddy!" His son called out, Terrified face already bursting with tears.

"W-What are you doing..?!" The traitor called out. His expression petrified as he watched his family start to be dragged away into the sea of exorcists surrounding them, His wife wailing as she tried to call out for her son, Her husband all the while yelling for them to take their hands off her.

The man cried.

"W-We're kidnapping two girls hiding within the Japanese division, Both within the hour!" He called out as Lewin raised to his feet, The man watching him with both ire and fear in his eyes. "They're important for our organisation and our goals!"

Lewin frowned, Looking down at the man as he had finally given him the information he had wanted to know. He hummed, Resting his hands on his hips.

"Their names are?" He asked as he looked down at him.

The traitor gulped, Tasting his own blood.

"Izumo Kamiki..!" He rasped. Lewin stepped closer, Almost urging him to go on as the entire exorcist legion listened on.

"..And [F/N] Light!"

Lewin's heart stopped.

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A blinding white muffled by blurred vision, That was all [F/N] could see.

It felt like she was on a ship sailing on a billowing sea, Waves rocking the boat back and forth along the waves as seafoam sloshed at the sides. Rainy too, Pattering against the wild wind of the sails and the rickety wood of the body.

[F/N] wasn't in control of the wheel, Not able to steer her way through the rushing waves or the inky black of the clouds above. She wasn't able to see either, The rain too thick and the wind too fast to even see a proper route out.

Lewin.. Where was her brother?

Her eyelids raised, Though heavy and numb she managed to wretch them open. That blinding white became so much more prominent, So much more scorching to her eyes as she groaned at the sudden light.

"Ah.. You're awake."

A voice like stricken thunder shook her awake, Her eyes becoming lightweight as they shot open to come face to face with a blindingly bright room. Her body felt numb, Unbelievably so. As she rolled her shoulders she barely felt the cushions against them, Nor the clothes it pushed against.

[F/N] groaned, Her heart beginning to pound in her chest especially once she saw a humanoid blur come into focus. It seemed to sit across from her on what appeared to be.. A rather antique looking couch?

"L-Lew.. Lewin..?" [F/N] mumbled out. Her mind in shambles and her vision unfocused. What happened to her? Did she pass out on the couch? Did Lewin carry her home? [F/N] sniffled slightly, Head spinning as she tried to focus her vision.

"You must be confused.. I understand. Your body must be aching, I understand that too. I apologise for the way we had extracted you.. However it was deemed to be the most painless out of our options.." What?

That didn't sound like Lewin. That didn't sound like the jovial tune that sung every time he spoke. It sounded much more delicate, Much more bleak. [F/N] didn't recognise that voice, It certainly wasn't Lewin.

Opening her eyes a bit further, She tried to see through the blinding light.

"W-Who are..-"

Her eyes finally focused on a man sitting adjacent from her, Upon a rather expensive looking couch from the renaissance era. [F/N]'s breath hitched in her throat, Eyes widening, Not caring about the light now-

It was a man.

[F/N] felt her heart stop entirely at the sight of him, Her mouth growing dry. He sat right in front of her on the opposite couch, One leg over the other with posture that could make an old lord envious.

His hair was a beautiful blonde, One that shone white under the candle-light of the candelabra above. His eyes a glorious viridian like the tailfeathers of a rosella, Pupils cut down into slits stared at her with a soft gleam-

He was a demon.

[F/N] wanted to run.

"It is a pleasure to finally meet you.. [F/N]. This meeting is long overdue.."

She felt a wave of unease wash over her, Something was incredibly- Incredibly wrong. It wasn't the way he sat or the way he looked- No- It wasn't even the evident rot festering on his skin.

But it was just the air he gave off, So subtly overwhelming. A pit in her stomach forming as she looked at him closer and closer. He presented himself as dignified, As angelic even- But something about that just made [F/N] want to turn her head and puke-

He wasn't right. He was off-

[F/N] felt bile rise in the back of her throat.

"My name is Lucifer, Commander of The Illuminati and The King of Light." Lucifer spoke, His emerald eyes gleaming under the luminescence.

[F/N]'s heart stopped.

Her hands grasped the edges of the couch she sat on with a grip that could crush stone. The.. The King of Light? Lucifer? It couldn't be. But every cell, Every molecule, Every atom was screaming at her to run-

Something that could only be achieved by such accursed royalty.

"You are currently sitting within my estate, Again, I apologise for your rather abrupt summoning here." Lucifer spoke up once more as he slowly rested one of his legs over another, A hand gesturing towards the table. "Please, Feel free to indulge. These were specifically procured to your taste, You do enjoy sugar, Correct?"

[F/N] didn't want to eat, She wanted to puke. Her throat was dry yet she could do little but reach a trembling hand over to the collection of treats upon the table top. Trays of tarts, Plates stacked with parfait all on this antique little table.

Her fingers fumbling before grasping a macaroon, Her eyes never leaving the demon sitting across from her.

[F/N] couldn't even think.

Lucifer's face never changed. Never ticked, Never twitched. Watching calmly as she began to nibble on the outer shell of the macaroon, The one that happened to be the same flavour she had grown to favour. A gentle hum erupted from his throat.

[F/N] flinched.

"Is it to your liking?" Lucifer asks her, His expression unmoving as [F/N] froze up on the spot. [F/N] felt her mind race at such a simple question, Swallowing back what little of the macaroon she had ingested.

Don't be scared- Don't- Just don't try to look him in the eye- His eyes- Just don't-

"..Y-Yes- Uhm-" [F/N] blurted out. It came out hoarse as her hand darted up to pat her throat, Her jugular tensing.

"Homare." Lucifer called out, His voice a little louder than the melodious tone he held before. [F/N]'s eyes darted to her right as she heard firm, But swift footsteps make their way over to the table.

CLANK!

[F/N] gulped. Two tea cups were placed onto the table. Liquid pouring. A petite woman standing by [F/N]'s side with an ornate porcelain teapot in hand, Contrasted by the adorned look on her Illuminati uniform.

When did get she here?

Homare didn't look at [F/N] at all, Her eyes kept on the from behind her glasses. Lips thinned in a tight line. As she finished pouring the liquid, [F/N] quickly took the teacup. Anything to avoid his eyeline.

"You must be wondering why you're here." Lucifer spoke up once more, Homare's presence going ignored as she began to pour the simmering hot tea into the second cup. [F/N] bit her lip.

"L-Listen- I don't have any information to give you." [F/N] quickly said, Her words blurring together. "I don't- I don't get that kind of access. I've never been to- I've never even been to Italy..! I-"

"You are not here for information, We are aware you aren't privy to that kind of information." Lucifer cut in calmly as Homare finished pouring the tea into his cup, Gently picking it up as she drew back away from them, Somewhere back into the room.

[F/N] gulped.

"T-Then why-"

"You've caused quite a stir in Gehenna, Though I'm sure you are aware of that by now." Lucifer spoke, Taking a sip of his tea. "Even amongst my siblings, The other kings, You've made quite an impression on them."

Lucifer lowered the teacup from his lips, His eyelids fluttering as he set it down amongst the array of desserts on the table. Irises flicking back

"I have been hearing about you for quite a long time.. Ever since Astaroth had returned speaking of a little human girl who had caused his vessel's heart to start beating.." Lucifer trailed off, For once, His eyes narrowed. "I had excused it as the delusion brought on by his rapidly decaying body.. But then it was Iblis and Egyn.. Who both haven't stopped mentioning you, Even to this day.."

[F/N]'s grip on the tea cup tightened as he continued on, Memories of the day she had met the pair of kings flashing in her mind. They had remembered her, They didn't let go- Her penchant-

This was what Azazel had warned her about.

"I've been wanting to meet you, You see." Lucifer spoke, A glint appearing in the shimmer of his eyes. "Your.. Penchant, As you call it, I want you to explain it to me. Tell me how you inflict it on other demons, As it has become rather troubling.. Tell me, How do you make them believe they feel human love?"

[F/N] wanted to scoff, She really did.

Human love? As if such a creature could comprehend it.

Human love was gentle, Human love was passionate, Yet there was no string of words to ever describe it. You could call it kind, You could call it exciting. Bonding, Connecting, Warming.

But none of these were ever things such a monster could understand.

"I.. I-I don't know- I can't control it." [F/N] tried to explain, Ashamed of the terror rushing through her veins as she tried to make sense of her words. "I-It's not like I'm doing it on purpose- It just happens when I meet them, That- That somehow they just become more.. Friendly..?"

The word friendly tasted like venom on her tongue.

"I-I don't know how to explain it- I don't know how it happens. Just.." [F/N] took in a shaky breath, Raising her head up to him, Humiliated by what she was about to do. "P-Please, Let me go. I just want to go home- I don't have anything to give you just..! Please.."

Begging.

It made her feel disgusting.

But she needed to get out of here, Out of here before he became affected too.

Lucifer hummed, Unaffected by her words as he leaned back on the couch he was sitting in. He had picked up his tea again and began to sip on it once more, His body still tense, The rot on his skin continuing to fester.

"So you can't control it.." Lucifer mumbled as he peered down at the liquid circling in his teacup. [F/N] was sat on baited breath. Well aware of the eyes on her, The body guards, The Illuminati members that she was unable to see stationed about the room.

"N-No..- So could you please just.. Please let me go." [F/N] spoke quietly, Yet desperately, Trying her best to convince The King of Light to let her go. Like a mouse begging a cat to let it out from in-between it's claws.

Lucifer didn't respond. Just sat there. Staring down at his tea.

"P-Please.. I'm only an exwire, I couldn't do anything even if I tried-" The grip on the teacup handle tightened.

[F/N] cut herself off as she watched his jaw tighten, Shoulders squaring, The teacup beginning to shake from the sheer grasp he had on the handle.

"Commander..!"

CRASH!

[F/N]'s eyes widened as she watched the teacup slip from his fingers, Shattering on impact at the edge of the table. Lucifer groaned under his breath, Keeling over, His trembling gloved fingers grasping the ledge of the table.

Homare, The woman from before rushing over to his side followed by a small fleet of guards. [F/N] pushed herself back in suprise, Hadn't expecting the crowd as they rushed to their superiors side.

"What the-"

"It appears this body is much weaker than I had thought..-"

Lucifer grasped the side of his cheek, Where [F/N] watched as the decay visibly grew. She felt her eyes widen as Homare helped steady him. Her attention focused on him and only him, Her lips thinned. [F/N] blinked.

Was this her chance?

Demon Kings, Their bodies unable to handle their strength, Decaying faster the bigger they are. It was only correct that the strongest amongst them would be in constant pain, Constant torture.

She knew what she needed to do- To try.

[F/N] slowly released her grip on the couch. Lucifer keeled over, His guards and right-hand focused soley on him. Nudging herself to the side, Further, A little more. [F/N] needed to find summoning paper, Or at least something to prick her thumb-

[F/N] didn't expect to get far, Not without her dear sylphs-

CRASH!

[F/N] yelped.

Trays and platters fell to the floor, The desserts crumbling against the floor to make way for the arm that lunged out from amongst the small group. A hand grasped onto her wrist. A thinning, Shaky, Sickly hand with such unbelievable strength.

A pair of green eyes were illuminated through the parting of silvery hair, Wide, Staring at her. His instincts and his reflexes unmatched. [F/N] stared into them, Her throat going dry-

"Do not move-"

THUMP!

It was like a pin had been dropped in a silent room, Or a scream erupting within a library. It was the kind of thing that could be felt from miles away, Like the devastation of a tsunami or the the heat scorching off the sun.

And it was without any noise, Not much anyway.

His hand let go. [F/N] pushed herself back onto the couch, Her legs almost kicking in her scurry, Trying to get as far away from him as possible.

THUMP!

She knew what had happened when Lucifer had gasped for air, Like a drowning man taking his first breath of air. When his face moved like it had muscles underneath, Not tin and clockwork.

The guards all made barks of concern as he collapsed back onto the couch. Body jerking. His eyes wide as he stared up at the ceiling, Heaving, His chest raising up and down at an unnatural pace. His expression, It was-

"Commander..! Are you..-!"

"T-This heart.. This.." Lucifer breathed, In and out, His body splayed against the couch as his eyes lit up. The words of Homare went completely ignored. "This vessel-! T-This body..!"

Lucifer's hands grasped his vessel, One grasping the fabric and flesh covering his heart and the other almost frantically trailing up the rot that festered on the side of his face. His breathing ragged, Yet his body calm and almost relaxed.

"Commander..?" Homare's eyes widened as she watched him, Raising up as her eyes stared on with confusion. Lucifer grasped his chest, Where his heart was, His breathing slowing. Calming. If only a bit.

He shuddered, An audible shiver running down his spine. The fleet of guards stepped away from him, All looking at one and other at the scene. It was almost like his body had melted into the cushions, Relaxing, Like the numb procured from a good night's sleep.

"This body..!" Lucifer breathed out, His eyes aglow as he stared up at the ceiling above. His hand shook where it grasped his heart, The organ that began to thump. "There is no pain- I- What is.. It feels.. Good- No. It feels great..!"

Lucifer stirred, His head almost lolling to the side as he sat forward on the couch. His eyes looked almost dizzy, And if not for his unsightly self-control he would've collapsed right back onto the cushions.

[F/N] flinched when his head raised.

He was affected.

Lucifer's eyes snapped onto her, Widening, Watching.

"You..-!"

His voice sounded like he was parched, His eyes lighting up when he finally drew his attention back to her.

[F/N] could only yelp once she was yanked forward. When those hands grasped onto her wrists and tugged her forward. She almost collapsed over the table and the fallen trays, Barely grasping onto the edge to save herself.

"T-This was it..! I understand it now.. What my siblings were raving about, This is it..!" Lucifer rasped as he pulled her closer with such unthinkable strength, His stare scorching, Looking down at her- "You.. I understand now, Why they were so enthralled by you- I understand-!"

[F/N] yelped.

"No- No- NO-!" [F/N] yelled out, Unable to take it anymore. She cried out. Trying to yank her arm away from him to no avail. Lucifer only tightened his grip around her wrist. Painful, Almost bruising her skin.

"You..! You stay right there-!" Homare called out, A hiss in her voice as she quickly took charge and grasped onto [F/N]'s shoulder, Keeping her in place. [F/N] struggled, Trying her very best to get out of the woman's grasp but it was futile.

"L-Let go-!"

"Please.. Come closer." Lucifer almost begged, His voice quiet yet pleading as he relented the grasp he had on her to beckon her towards him.

Was the space between them too much? The two foot wide gap? [F/N] felt tears begin to prick in her eyes, Pure hatred running through her veins as Homare wrestled her up to her feet and began to shepherd her around the table.

She almost slipped on the polish of the wood, Trying to kick her way out of Homare's hold.

But it was useless.

[F/N] felt herself get pushed down onto the opposite couch, Her back hitting the cushions as a chill ran down her spine. Whenever this happened, Whenever another demon king got affected by her penchant she had always found a way out. To run or fight, She had always found a way out of here.

She always had. Always. Even now there was a way out, Wasn't there? There must be- Surely-

"There you are.. That is much better.." Lucifer spoke out, His voice returning to that gentle lilt though there was an undeniable warmth to it now. His eyes gleaming, Sitting there beside her, Facing her, His attention unwavering.

"Don't- Don't touch me-!" [F/N] cried out, Tears starting to trickle down her cheeks as Lucifer took them into his gloved palms. His touch was freezing, Even through the silky fabric.

It was enveloping too, His grasp a little too tight. How could she get out? How could she escape? His grasp make her skin feel dead and embalmed. The guards surrounded them, Homare especially keeping her eyes trained on [F/N] for any sudden movements.

Fuck. [F/N] trembled. There was no way she'd be able to get away, There was no chance. [F/N]'s reddening eyes were wide, Unable to remove them from Lucifer's. Tears falling down her face, Sizzling at her skin.

How could she get away? In the end she was still just a girl.

The same girl refused to follow her friend into the forest.

Oh, Who was [F/N] kidding?

She was still a kid.

A stupid, Scared, Sniffling little kid.

"No.. No. Why are you crying?" Lucifer asked quietly, Eyes narrowing. His thumb rubbing circles into the skin of her cheek. Wiping away the tears that erupted from her ducts. "It.. Does not feel good to see.. Tell me, What is it that you want? What will make you stop?"

[F/N] hiccupped.

"To go home-! Let me go home-!"

"-No. Anything but that." Lucifer answered quickly, His lips thinning. His hands holding her face growing tighter at her words. "I'll give you anything else.. You see, This vessel.. I have never been able to exist a moment in this world without pain.. An ache that never dissolved, Not until now.."

Lucifer's voice almost shook, The euphoria of normalcy was overwhelming, Overtaking. It was something he could feel in his very being. [F/N] hiccupped, Her throat aching.

Lucifer parted his eyes from hers for only a moment, Glancing up at his right-hand.

"Homare.. Please summon a cleaner to fix this mess as well as more tea." Lucifer ordered firmly, Still gripping [F/N]'s crying face in his hands as Homare saluted and bowed, Barking out a "Yes, Sir..!" before quickly making her way towards the rooms pair of doors.

It was only once they opened and shut did Lucifer return his gaze towards her. Such a sickening, Burning gaze.

It was calculating, Thinking, Asking himself what he was to do.

"Now.."

Tears continued to run down her face even when she was tugged closer. Gently, Yet firm as she felt his arms awkwardly rest around her in what could only be described as an android's attempt at a hug.

His movements were stiff, His limbs not use to the action he was doing. An arm around her back with another on the back of her head. He had leant down, Her head resting on his shoulder. It was if he was trying to mimic what others have done before, A fraudulent copy of what usually was such a genuine action.

[F/N] didn't even fight back, Not when she felt the stare of the entire guard on her back.

"..Does this make you feel better?" Lucifer asked after a moment, His head resting atop hers. [F/N] still shook in his grasp, His cold and mechanic grasp. Feeling his fingers weave themselves into her hair, Firmer than what she expected.

Awkward, But firm enough to ensure she would be unable to get out.

It didn't make her feel better, Not in the slightest. [F/N] tried her best to calm herself down, To think rationally. To imagine that she was hugging someone she actually loved, Like Lewin or Osceola or her friends from the cram school.

Friends, They really were her friends.

[F/N] sniffled, Trying to imagine she was with them and not Lucifer right now. Imagining the smell of ash in the classroom, The obnoxiously coloured halls, The echoing chatter that bounced around the room.

[F/N] missed them. Her friends. Her actual friends. She had companions for once in her life. She had a network, A system she could rely on when she fell, Knowing that they would help her get back up.

[F/N] hoped they were coming for her, To help her get out of here. Anywhere but here, Anywhere.

"Commander."

Homare had returned, Had it been that long? [F/N] saw her standing there through the blur of her tears, Arms positioned behind her back and her eyes a little bit wider than they were before.

There was no tray of tea in her hands like she was ordered to bring.

[F/N]'s eyes widened.

A sudden chill washing over her.

"Commander, I apologise for returning so quickly however I've just been informed that we have- Erm.. Guests." Homare coughed on the last part, Almost as if figuring out how to put it.

Readjusting her glasses she spoke once again.

"The other demon kings, They are here."

[F/N] felt her heart stop.

The demon kings.. They..

They were here?

Lucifer let go of [F/N] however reluctantly, Releasing her from his hold. He pushed himself up to his feet and readjusted his uniform, Settling the velvet of his cape back over his shoulders as he turned to face Homare.

"I had expected this much.. I can sense their presence already.." Lucifer spoke calmly as he dusted himself off. "Not just Astaroth, Iblis and Egyn.. I can sense that Beelzebub, Amaimon and Samael are here as well.."

"Yes, Commander. They are currently standing within the foyer as we speak, They are currently waiting for you."

"Is Samael willing to talk?"

"Yes, I believe he was the one that alerted Beelzebub and Amaimon here. He has not came with anyone from The Order."

"I see. Good."

[F/N] felt her heart near explode. The kings, Demons, The worst of them all.

They were here.

A cold sweat covered her skin worse than it had before, Tears and snot dribbling down her face even harder. All of them, The ones she had met over the years, They had never forgotten her and now they were here.

[F/N] couldn't fight, Couldn't scream, She couldn't run anymore like she had done so many times in the past.

This was it.

There was no escaping now.

"Prepare the master dining room for a feast, Summon the cooks to prepare food however last-minute. Whatever they deem is best."

"How many chairs, Commander?"

"Nine. I can sense Azazel has recently found himself a vessel, He should be arriving rather late but make room for him anyways."

Lucifer turned to her, The emerald in his eyes glinting as he looked down at her. That expression, The one of calm and collected demeanour holding something else now. Something much darker than his title suggested.

He turned to her, Examining her from head to toe.

"I suppose there would be no time to fix your appearance, Unfortunately. I don't believe that our siblings would stay patient much longer.." Lucifer remarked as he looked at her, Frozen there, Terrified out of her mind.

He turned to face her now, Homare already running off to complete her order. Lucifer looked at her from head to toe, At her expression of gritted teeth and sweat building on her brow.

Lucifer almost sighed.

"And I don't suppose you would come peacefully to the dining room either. You are still shaken from the unorthodox way I brought you here, Not to mention that I've heard you have a rather troublesome distaste for us demons." Lucifer almost lamented as he looked down at her.

He took a step forward, His hand raising in the air.

"Ah.. It's no matter. Today you have shown me how it feels to exist without pain, Without weakness." Lucifer spoke, Grateful, His words were dripping in it. "Even now I feel the beating of this vessel's heart, What a wonderous feeling. I understand what the rest of our siblings meant when they had told me.. And I thank you for that."

All of a sudden, He snapped his fingers.

[F/N] only heard the quick sounds of footsteps, Hundreds, Thousands. Echoing and ringing in her ears as she was hefted up to her feet. An arm under each of her pits, Carrying her, Holding her up with such daze in her expression.

Lucifer's gaze almost softened.

"This is familial love, Is it not? Even such a demon as I can be affected by it, By you." Lucifer spoke, So eerily, Dreamily. As the guards surrounding her began to take her away, Her mind in shambles with no more tears left to cry.

[F/N] felt her feet drag against the floor, Mind yelling at her- Screaming as she heard a door open.

Wishing this was all just a dream.

A ghost of a smile appeared across Lucifer's face, Only fitting on such a lifeless being.

"Don't try to fight or run, [F/N]. You may not favour demons, But as our newest sibling, You are sure to learn how to see things our way. However long it takes. Please, Try to behave yourself, Will you?"

The door slammed shut.

And suddenly, Everything turned black.

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srslyblvck · 2 months ago

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sick day, remus lupin [requested]

pairing: remus lupin x fem!reader

synopsis: you've been sick for days, stuck in the dorm room alone. so, remus comes to the rescue.

genre: fluff

warnings: none

word count: 1k

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ THE ROOM WAS SILENT, save for the occasional creak of the old wooden beams and the distant, muffled sounds of students hurrying to their next classes. You lay curled up in your bed, miserable and achy, staring at the ceiling for what felt like the hundredth time that morning. Being sick at Hogwarts was no fun, especially when your dorm was empty and quiet, and everyone else had left for class.

Suddenly, a light tapping echoed against the window. You frowned, pushing yourself up just enough to peek through the heavy curtains. A grin crept onto your face as you spotted a familiar figure hovering outside your window on a broomstick.

It was Remus.

With a little effort, you dragged yourself out of bed, shuffled to the window, and pushed it open. Remus shot you a warm, cheeky smile as he floated closer, steadying himself just outside the ledge.

"Permission to come aboard, Captain?" he quipped, eyes sparkling with that mischievous glint you adored. Without waiting for your answer, he swung one leg over the windowsill and hopped inside, broom in hand.

"You’re supposed to be in class, mister prefect," you murmured, feeling your voice croak slightly from lack of use.

"Couldn’t leave my favourite person alone and miserable, could I?" He raised an eyebrow, producing a small, steaming vial from his pocket. "Madam Pomfrey’s finest cold-repellent potion. Tastes terrible, but it’ll do the trick."

You pulled a face. "No, thanks. I think I’d rather keep the cold."

Remus chuckled, placing the vial firmly in your hand. "You’ve been stuck in bed for two days. Don’t make me use force, darling."

You eye the bottle, filled with an ominous green liquid that looks less than appetizing. "I really don't want that," you say, making a face and wrinkling your nose. "That stuff tastes horrible!"

Remus chuckles, shaking his head as he moves closer to you. “Come on, love, it’s good for you. It'll have you up and about in no time.”

“Nooo, I’d rather stay sick than drink that!” You duck under his arm as he moves to pour some into a spoon, laughing as you try to wriggle away from him. But Remus is determined.

“Oh no, you don’t,” he laughs, darting around the bedpost as you try to make a run for it. “Come here, or I’ll have to chase you down.”

“Catch me if you can,” you say, with a smirk that quickly fades as you make a small dash to the other side of the bed. He darts after you, his grin widening as he finally catches you in his arms, holding the spoon up triumphantly.

“Open up,” he says, but you keep your lips stubbornly sealed, giving him your best glare. But Remus knows you too well. With a sigh, he cups your cheek, his eyes softening. “Please?” His voice is gentle, coaxing.

You groan, finally relenting, and open your mouth to let him give you the potion. The moment it touches your tongue, you make the most dramatic face you can, scrunching up your nose and shuddering.

Remus can’t contain his laughter, watching as you struggle to swallow the bitter liquid, your entire face twisted in disgust. “You’re adorable when you’re acting like a child, you know that?”

“Awful, awful stuff,” you mutter, glaring at him half-heartedly. But Remus just grins, taking the empty spoon from you and setting it on the bedside table. He brushes a stray strand of hair from your face, his fingers lingering just a little too long, his expression softening as he looks at you.

“You know,” he murmurs, leaning in, his eyes fixed on your lips. “I think you deserve a kiss for that bravery.”

He leaned in, close enough for you to feel his warm breath on your face, but just as his lips brushed yours, you pressed a finger against them, stopping him with a small smile.

"Remus, if you get sick, I’ll have to take care of you. So… keep your distance, Mister."

For a moment, he looked at you in mock offence, his hand gently slipping around your waist. "Oh, is that so?" he murmured, a mischievous sparkle lighting up his hazel eyes. Before you knew it, he pulled you forward, tumbling back onto the bed with you in his arms.

You let out a small, surprised laugh as he settled next to you, wrapping his arms snugly around your waist. "Remus," you protested half-heartedly, trying to push him away. But his grip was firm and comforting, like a warm blanket on a chilly winter night. After a few weak attempts, you gave up, melting into his embrace.

You relaxed against him, resting your head on his chest, feeling the gentle rise and fall of his breathing, his heartbeat steady and calming. His hand traced gentle patterns along your back, his fingers soothing and warm, and you felt yourself melt even further into him. The feverish ache you’d felt all day started to fade, replaced by the warmth of his body against yours.

Remus pressed his cheek against your hair, his fingers tracing delicate circles across your shoulder. You could feel his soft breaths against your forehead, a quiet reminder that he was there, unwavering, taking care of you. He didn’t say anything, didn’t need to—just held you close, as if that alone was enough to take away the lingering aches and exhaustion.

"See?" he whispered softly. "Taking care of you isn’t so hard."

You chuckled, nuzzling further into his chest. "You make it easy to feel better, Remus."

With a tender smile, he squeezed you a little tighter, both of you sinking into the quiet warmth of each other’s embrace. It felt like the world outside had stopped, just the two of you cocooned in the comfort of each other’s arms, letting the peaceful silence settle around you.

Slowly, the heaviness of sleep started to pull at your eyes, and you nestled closer, feeling utterly safe in his embrace. Remus gently brushed a thumb along your cheek, his breath steady as he rested his chin on the top of your head, holding you like he’d never let go.

#wizarding world #wizarding world fanfic #marauders #marauders fanfiction #marauders fanfic #remus lupin #remus john lupin #remus j lupin #remus lupin x reader #remus lupin x y/n #remus lupin x you #remus lupin fluff

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stargalaxxy · 6 months ago

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𐙚Lloyd Garmadon x Reader⋆˚✿˖°

─★˙ ̟Okiii soooo, I read this like once at 3 in the freakin' morning so I'm sure there is gonna be hella mistakes (¬_¬") but you guys let's just focus on the cutesy stuff I'll fix it later don't worry shhhhh ദ്ദി（• ˕ •マ.ᐟ This is a continuation of my Comic Lover!Lloyd x Shojo Lover!Reader thank you guys for supporting my terrible writing skills oml (っ- ‸ - ς) ˚˖𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚.🎀༘⋆

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౨ৎConcealing Feelings ୭˚. ᵎᵎ

Lloyd was laying on your bed with you, your legs tangled together as you were reading Yona of the Dawn.

You look over for the hundredth time at Lloyd, he has been on that same page of Starfairer for almost ten minutes you knew he wasn’t reading.

“Is something on your mind?” you tilt your head at your friend also crush, it’s been a few weeks since you kissed Lloyd’s cheek. It took a while for you to look him in the eyes after the incident, every time you did sneak in glances, you’d see his face pink with blush.

Seeing that reaction made you comfortable to try and talk to him again, feeling hopeful that Lloyd harbors some type of feelings for you.

But your mind kept pulling you back finding reasons as to why Lloyd could never like you like that, you guys were just friends!

“Huh? Oh, yea no I’m fine” Lloyd lifts as he looks down at your legs tangled in his.

There it was! that cute blush on his cheeks!

Lloyd didn’t sound too convincing to your question though...

You hum eyeing him suspiciously, you knew Lloyd for a long time to know when something is upsetting him.

“Really I’m fine, (y/n), what volume is that?” Lloyd changes the subject as he points to your book. “It’s volume eleven of Yona of the Dawn, but this isn’t about my book, if you’re bored, we can do something else.”

You move your legs much to Lloyd’s disappointment. “No no! I wanna hang out with you!” Lloyd covers his mouth embarrassed by his outburst. You giggle, “I didn’t say for us to do our own things, we can just do something else.”

Lloyd scratches the back of his head as he nods, “oh, oh yea, that sounds like a good idea” Lloyd smiles as you both stand. “You wanna go and see a movie?” You suggest as you both make your way out the door.

“Hmm, not bad, how about some window shopping? Aren’t you looking for a new jacket?” You gasp, “yea yea! I was! It’s getting colder and I want something big!” Lloyd chuckles and nods.

“Alright then let’s go to the mall that’s close by, it’s walking distance so we can head out now?” you suggest, Lloyd shoves his hands into his green jacket. “Sounds good, let’s go-“ “wait! Lemme go change, oki?” Lloyd stops and stares at you. “For real? You look fine” Lloyd lifts a brow as you continue back to your room. “I’ll look better with a comb through my hair, and you could use a brushing too~” you sass as Lloyd rolls his eyes brushing his hand through his hair.

“Please, this is iconic~” you both laugh, “fine, just wait here oki?” You lean against the door looking up a Lloyd. The more you look at him the more you feel he’s getting taller than you.

His teasing glint marks your face as you stare back up at him your grin turns to a swooning smile.

If your eyes could, Lloyd would be seeing hearts in them.

“I gotta change Lloyd..” you trail off looking at his cheek to where you kissed him on, this moment reminding you of the night where you kissed him.

“Yea, just-can I look at you for a little longer?” Lloyd’s voice was quiet, but you heard him. Your heart was beating fast your tummy turned as butterflies floated inside,

“O-oki..” both your eyes land on each other’s lips.

There was then a shuffle, it was quiet that you didn’t hear. But Lloyd did, it made him jump and look back, that broke you from your trance as your face exploded with red.

“S-sorry!” You slam the door shut in a hurry; your heart felt as though it’ll jump from your chest.

Lloyd stands on the other side, he was so close!

Glaring to his left to the empty hallway he raises a brow. “I thought you guys were supposed to help not be a hindrance” Lloyd grumpily pouts as Kai pops his head out.

“Hah, blame Jay for that one..” Kai points to Jay’s guilty face who comes around the corner followed by Cole and Zane.

“What! Cole pushed me! I lost my balance!” Jay tries to defend himself as the boys shake their heads in disappointment.

“But you were so close to kissy kissy, Lloyd~” Kai smooshes his cheeks to pucker his face making kissing noises.

Lloyd had to stop himself from blushing, so he didn’t make the teasing a hundred times worst.

For weeks Lloyds brothers have been pushing y’all together, from choosing you two to go on partner missions. To being left alone at home, or tripping both of you up to physical contact.

Lloyd’s heart was on a roller coaster as he felt that he had to look over his shoulders to make sure his brothers weren’t scheming anything.

“I think I’m gonna do this myself, I appreciate your guys’ help, but you guys are too much” Lloyd rolls his eyes as his brother’s mouths hanged.

“Too much?! Might I remind you I was the one who got you two cuddling on the couch!” Kai rebuttals as the rest shush him for being too loud,

“Uh yea, that was after you scared (y/n) into thinking there were ghost! We were watching a horror movie I felt like her nails were digging into my skin like a cat.” Lloyd grimaced as much as he loved the contact the pain was a bit much.

“Okay Okay, what about Jay, when he got you guys that date?”

“You mean when Jay sucked horribly as a waiter?” Lloyd lifts a brow as the boys stare a Jay,

“wh-hat? I thought I could take a bite from their food. I was hungry” the boys groan as Kai continues to defend themselves.

“Zane! Buddy, please tell me you helped!” “I calculated scenarios that would be appropriate for romantical reciprocation of feelings.”

“Uh yea Zane if you lived in the 1950’s. I don’t think you’re up to date on romance stuff.” Lloyd crosses his arms as Kai looks to Cole,

“And before you ask, Cole just shoved me into (y/n)” Kai glowers at him as Cole shrugs.

“My parents bumped into each other, and now I’m here.” Cole answers as if it helped.

“Thanks guys but I think I got it, (y/n) and I are going to the mall, and maybe see a movie. So, I’m just gonna let things happen.”

“But that’s so boring!” Kai pouts as Lloyd chuckles and walks away from his brothers to wait for you in the gaming room. However you were having your own chat with an unexpected visitor.

As after you closed the door on Lloyd cursing at the universe for taking away your romantic moment that you have only dreamed about. A voice pops from behind you,

“Wow you were not kidding when you said you liked him. There was so much romantic tension I thought you two were gonna suck faces.”

“Ack-Nya!?” you shout flustered at the sudden guest.

“H-how long have you been there?!” you push your back against the door as if trying to sink through as the older women chuckles standing from your bed.

“Long enough for me to feel that I had to hide under the bed, gosh (y/n) you both are like lovesick puppies” Nya walks over to you, noticing your distance she gives a supportive smile.

“Am I wrong for pushing my feeling even though you told me not to?” you couldn’t look at Nya feeling ashamed as if you betrayed her.

“No, its normal to love someone (y/n), I just only told you that because Lloyd was going through a lot at the time.”

You finally look up as Nya places a hand on your shoulder,

“It’s oki to have feelings for him, you guys have known each other since you were kids, I wasn’t surprised when you told me” Nya chuckles again as you blush smiling.

“If you truly love Lloyd, you should confess, I’m sure Lloyd feels the same” Nya winks as she grabs the door handle.

You finally snap out of your thoughts as you look up at Nya again, “W-wait! How do you know Lloyd likes me?” Nya pauses before she smiles.

“Who knows, I guess you’ll just have to find out~” Nya opens the door walking out to see the boys.

“You knuckleheads suck at advice you know that?” Nya places a hand on her hip as the guys look to Nya surprised at her sudden entrance.

“Woah sis, what are you doing here?”

“Hi, Nya~” Jay swoons making Kai vomit, but he swallows it down to hear Nya.

“Just helping out, unlike you guys.” Nya squints pointing to Kai,

“Lloyd told me about all of your schemes, geez Kai, you’d think with all the girls you talk to you’d finally pick up on something about them” Nya huffs at her older brother as his jaw dropped,

“You were the one giving Lloyd advise?” Nya rolls her eyes, “duh, I’m the only one with a proper brain around here” she walks away leaving the guys dumbfounded.

“Ugh, sisters” Kai sighs in defeat as he walks to his room,

“She’s the best~” Jay swoons as Coles grabs his shirt leading him away as Zane follows.

“I should update my knowledge of todays romance from Nya, she seems very wise.”

Cole smiles rolling his eyes at the nindroid, “yea buddy you do that.”

You dressed into a new outfit, Nya was right, if you loved Lloyd you should confess!

But what if it goes wrong? What if you trip?!

No, it’ll go fine, Nya said that Lloyd might feel the same way so what’s the worst that could happen?

“Yea, I’ll confess!” you grab your bag giving one last look in the mirror before leaving.

You scan the hallway as you look for Lloyd,

“Lloyd! Lloyd where are you?” you hum as you walked around.

You hear sliding of doors behind you seeing your sensei,

“Oh, (y/n) what a surprise” sensei Wu walks out cane in hand, most likely meditating in his room.

“Ah, sensei! Have you seen Lloyd? We’re going out and I can’t find him.”

“Hm, I have not seen my nephew, but I wasn’t aware that you two have already confessed. I’m surprised” Wu strokes his beard a smile on his lips as he notices your flustered face.

“Wha-n-no it’s just as friends it’s not like that!”

“Oh, just as friends?”

You look back to see Lloyd had entered the hall, “ye-yea, we’re friends Lloyd so it’s obvious we’d go out as just that!” your rambles continue not noticing Lloyds sadden face.

“h-hey what’s wrong?” your rambling stops as you finally catch a sight of Lloyd.

“oop gotta go” the old man hobbles away as you and Lloyd look to each other, until you finally realize.

“O-oh no Lloyd I didn’t mean it like tha-“

“N-no it’s fine, you’re right we are friends, so let’s go out that way.” Lloyd smiles but you knew it was forced,

“W-wait Lloyd-“

“c’mon (y/n) let’s go before the mall gets packed.”

And with that Lloyd left, you weren’t sure why you didn’t just keep talking telling him that you truly didn’t mean what you said. That you saw Lloyd as more than just a friend, but for some reason you kept quiet as you both walk quietly to the mall. Lloyds hands stuffed in his pocket as he looks off in the distance, you can’t help but look at him, did you hurt him? Was he sad because he saw you as more than a friend?

“Lloyd”

“Hey we’re here.”

“Lloyd! Don’t ignore me!” you grab his arm grabbing his attention, you did sound a bit harsh, and Lloyd caught on to that just as fast as you did.

“Lloyd, please talk to me..” your voice now quiet as you lower your hand, “did I hurt you?” Lloyd was still quiet it made you nervous.

“I just, can I have a moment please?” Lloyd looks back at you,

What was happening?

How fast your guy’s mood changed was weird, you slowly let go as Lloyd walks away, “I’ll meet you in the clothing department, oki?” all you could do was nod your head as Lloyd walked away.

Now here you were walking by yourself, this wasn’t going as planned,

You sigh as you browse around not really paying much attention as your thoughts were on Lloyd.

Was it because I snapped at him? Was I truly that harsh? Your heart spiked in speed with anxiety. Was it my words earlier? Did I ruin my chances with Lloyd?

You think back to every romance drama in your manga, ridiculing every conflict that could have been easily dealt with from the main love interests.

You had to find Lloyd; you can’t let him sit in those feelings if you can help explain what you meant.

You look around taking a random direction as you try and find Lloyd, “L-Lloyd! Lloy-oof” you bump into someone holding your head you quickly apologized.

“Woah, its my lucky day, hey cutie~” you stare confused at the guy that for some reason knew you.

You look up feeling your stomach drop,

It was the guy from the comic shop!

“I see you left your boyfriend huh, realized there’s better?” the guy was talking to a wall as you turn away and start walking ignoring the guy.

“woah woah, wait come bac-“

“Leave me alone!” your voice was firm as you glare at the guy he stopped as you continue walking, feeling victorious you smile.

Until you feel a tight grip on your wrist and slammed against a wall,

Your senses were shaken up as the back of your head harshly hit the wall.

“Who the hell do you think you’re talking to?” his hands gripped your upper arm trapping you under him, the harsh scent of his cologne was the only thing getting to you as his grip got tighter.

“Hey, I’m talking to yo-What?!” the guy looks back at someone tugging on his shirt agitated until he got a face full of fist seeing someone punch him in the face as the guy lands on the floor.

You look down in shock, seeing the guy was knocked out with a broken nose,

You finally come back to your senses as you look up.

It was Lloyd, he huffed panting mostly from anger as his eyes glowed red. His hair over his eye as he composes himself using one of his hands to push his cowlick back letting it fall out of his face.

He finally looks to you his eyes going soft as he gives you his hand, you take it, and he leads you out to the exit in silence.

When you both got to a secluded spot Lloyd stops and looks at you,

“I’m sorry” he was quiet as he reaches over to touch the back of your head, a tiny bump laid on where you hit your head he glares at the floor.

“Lloyd, I’m so sorry.” You look down as Lloyd’s face softens,

“You don’t have to apologize.”

“But I yelled at you!” your emotions came flooding as your voice cracked, sniffling you continue.

“I like you Lloyd, I really really like you, I hated it when you ignored me, I hated the fact that I made you upset. I’m so so sorry” you hiccup holding yourself in self comfort.

Lloyd was quiet, “I shouldn’t have ignored you I was wrong for that, I didn’t like it when you said that we were just friends, the thought of you with other guys. And only being seen as a friend, just the thought alone…” Lloyd stops himself as he pulls you into his chest, there was the silence again as he held you letting your cry. When you finally calmed down Lloyd grips your shirt,

“You smell…”

You jump at his sudden unexpected blunt observation,

“wha-“ your voice was soft but he heard you.

“You smell like him…” Lloyd’s voice was quiet yet gravely making your stomach do flips, his mouth close to you as each warm breath landed on your blushing ears.

Lloyd pulls away as he takes off his green jacket, leaving him in his tight fitted white shirt, he wraps his arms around you pulling the jacket over your form. Almost engulfing you as his jacket surrounded you like a weighted blanket, it was so soft, it smelled just like him.

Unconsciously you take his sleeve that laid over your hand lifting it to your nose, you take a small sniff letting Lloyd’s scent calm your nerves. You look up at Lloyd, with puffy eyes, tear streaks down your cheeks and a plumped bottom lip from chewing on it. You blush as Lloyd’s own flustered face met yours,

Dammit, Lloyd really needed to invest in a camera. He looks away his red eyes glowing as he covers his growing smile as his blush got worst, Lloyd enjoyed the way you looked in his hoodie.

“d-do you like me, Lloyd?” your voice was quiet as you covered you mouth over Lloyd’s sleeve as if trying to stop yourself from embarrassing yourself any further.

You hear Lloyd chuckle as he gives a toothy smile, looking up you see his dull fangs and blushing face, he looked so handsome you couldn’t help but share the same smile.

“Is that even a question?” You got your answer, but you wanted a little bit more of a confirmation. Your flustered face was evident as you continue to stare at Lloyd,

“Can you say it anyways?” Lloyd chuckles once again,

“I like you (y/n) I love you so much.” Lloyd cups your face in his large hands. You grab his hands and lean up to peck a quick kiss to his lips, Lloyd huffs as he brings you back.

Your lips connect again as your eyes widen seeing a playful glint in Lloyds red eyes before closing them to feel your lips over his.

Your own close after his feeling the world go quiet giving you two your moment together of intimacy,

Soon Lloyd pulls away to inhale a shaky breath watching you catch your breath as well.

Both your faces were red if it wasn’t already obvious, smiles planted on your faces as you both pull away fully hand in hand walking back to the monastery.

“Did Nya talk to you?” breaking the comfortable silence you grin as Lloyd smiles looking away,

“I got tired of the guys shoving me into you.” Lloyd laughs as you gasp,

“I knew something was wrong with them! Cole never shoves me!” you huff as you recalled past occurrences connecting them back to your brothers.

“Dummies.” You mutter as Lloyd chuckles,

“It was fun though, I can’t lie I liked catching you whenever they would trip you~” Lloyd teased making you roll your eyes, “I bet” you playfully push him.

Your hands stayed locked together continuing your quiet stroll back home.

You gasp as you stop, “I didn’t buy a jacket!” you try to run back making an escape like last time until Lloyd pulls you back.

He silently points to the jacket already on you as you look down following his finger, “b-but this is your jacket…” you trail as your blush returns.

Lloyd rolls his eyes, “our jacket~” he grins as he wraps his arm around your shoulder pulling you into him as he walks forcing you to already follow.

You smile under him as you wrap your arms around his chest, “I like like you Lloyd” you close your eyes letting Lloyd lead you hearing his chest rumble as he snickers.

“I like like you too (y/n)~”

I hope you like it omg I'm so sorry it took so long,,, (╥﹏╥) But please gimme some feedback if you have any I would love to hear from youuu @beef-fajitas ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂)⸝♡ ⋆｡‧˚ʚ🍓ɞ˚‧｡⋆

Love, ⋆˚࿔ Karrots 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

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dollfaced-erin · 8 months ago

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𝔻𝕣𝕒𝕘𝕠𝕟'𝕤 ℂ𝕣𝕒𝕕𝕝𝕖 (Blade x F!Reader x Jing Yuan)

PART 18

PART 1 , PART 2 , PART 3 , PART 4 , PART 5 , PART 6 , PART 7 , PART 8 , PART 9 , PART 10 , PART 11 , PART 12 , PART 13 , PART 14 , PART 15 , PART 16 , PART 17

A/n :

i'm trying my best to schedule myself, but reading all the rqs i have, im getting pumped up to write again ! though i am having some trouble writing some rqs and it either may take me some time to think about it, or i'll really be stumped looking at it... these days i havent been feeling much motivated so i've been taking time for myself to reconstruct words and redevelop nice and pretty sentences again. I...also am feeling like changing the pictures i use for dragon's cradle...i'm not sure how to though...dw, i'll canva through it ! PENACONY 2.2 IS DROPPING TOMORROW AND IM SO EXCITED-- (this is pre-2.2 dont come at me please,,,) ROBIN WANTERS WILL BE HAVERS TRUST !

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Vidyadhara elegies are the traditional music of the Vidyadhara people. The Vidyadhara use only simple castanets for musical instruments, relying on extremely diverse sets of melodies.

Originating from their folk songs, the style is generally that of mournful dirges. Vidyadhara elegies can be said to represent all of the most tragic aspects of Xianzhou culture, as Vidyadhara players tend to sing about loves lost and pyrrhic victories.

"The previous High Elders have all met with a fate worse than death..." Said an old voice, troubled by the troubles that have been plaguing him ever since his rise onto the position.

"From the first Imbibator Lunae...they have all met their demise in a way no one would expect. The challenge to overthrow them is just getting audacious by the day !" Exclaimed another voice, a woman, perhaps trying to convince someone with her thoughts and principles.

Yes...there was always the threat of assassination from all corners, and if he didn't choose well and right before his time came, be it naturally or by the hand of a forsaken soul, the Luofu shall be plunged into peril without the proper head of a scion to properly guide them...

The horned man thought deeply about this, his gaze looking out the window. His bright and intelligent eyes were gazing up at the moon, as if asking for the guidance of the entity that graced his name. He was supposed to be the wise one, guiding his people and stirring them away from chaos and destruction that may befall upon them. Be it in his time or another...he had his responsibilities set out for him.

So the dragon sighed softly, hoping that none of the Preceptors had heard his little act of impatience and negativity, apprehensive that they may assume that he was finding this all a hassle for him to think about, or even find his improper and impolite behavior discourteous.

It was...too much for him to assume alone. The matter now was in his hands, and not those before him. What he did now would paint portraits towards his ancestors and previous incarnations, and stain the names of his future reincarnations...

He looked beside him, where there was a beautiful young woman, sitting, minding her own business. On her hand was a lovely ring, a sentiment that she was taken by her betrothed. Her (h/c) hair gleamed under the moonlight's grace, letting it shine brighter that the waves of the deep ocean that submerged Scalegorge Waterscape.

Her bright eyes landed on his troubled figure, gracing him with a smile that washed away his worries, akin to a waterlily floating on the surface of the water of an untouched lake. She got up, silks embroidered by the masterful hands of the Vidyadhara craftsmen cupping his cheeks lovingly.

"What's troubling you, my beloved...?" She asked sweetly, her glossy lips still gracing the smile that he wished to protect with every fiber of his draconic being.

Though she wasn't a High Elder, and didn't possess much abilities that were deemed extraordinary to the eyes of the Preceptors. But she was the one that managed the quell the rage that continued to flare in his heart, calming him down with a mere caress of her smooth hands, smoother than the moondrop flowers growing in the silence of night.

To him...she was wiser than anyone else of their caliber.

Being childhood lovers, she watched him grow, she was by his side when he received the eye of abysm, she stood proud in the crowd once he was declared the full-fledge Imbibator Lunae.

His beloved wife.

"My...moon..." The saddened High Elder whispered, his hands rising up to cup her gentle hands that caressed her cheeks. "I...am deeply sorrowed..."

"I must choose the next descendent for our lineage..." He said, leaning into her healing and comforting touch. "Perhaps...we could choose the egg together...?"

"Like...choosing our own children...?" The wife asked, almost jumping in place in surprise. Her (e/c) eyes were wide, almost elated at the prospect of...children.

It was a foreign concept to them, since Vidyadhara's aren't able to reproduce like regular Xianzhou natives. But imagining it...

"Yes...just like--huh ? Children ?" The Imbibator Lunae said, blinking his eyes at her with confusion. Was she serious ? No, that cant be...

"Wait, not one child ?" "Huh, why just choose one when we can have two ?" "But what about the Dragon Heart ?"

"What about it ? One could have it, and we could ask the Perceptors to bind them as siblings, or...perhaps, grow them together to be siblings."

"Siblings..." Imbibator Lunae thought, remembering that Xianzhou natives and Foxians had that concept. It clicked in his mind. His lover had a point, and he had come to realize something.

This...burden of being the Imbibator Lunae...was too much for one person to handle. One responsibility too much for one soul. He...wouldn't be able to protect himself if he was too occupied with the affairs that concerned him more than his own being, like his beloved...

Even the past High Elders had met with a demise no one could foresee, meaning...that there was also no one else to back up and they only had one goal. His stress was thankfully managed by the presence of his beloved, which had grown by his side since she had broken off her shell. But what about the past Imbibator Lunae...?

It was...too much for one person. Too easy to overthrow.

But before the couple could properly choose their heir...the beloved...had fallen before he did.

In his arms, he held the dying and distraught woman in his arms, a gaping hole in her chest from the knife that pierced her without warning, leaving it to penetrate her body before she managed choose their heir together.

Today was supposed to be a joyous day...a day where the two of them would hold hands and walk with the Pearlkeepers to look at the eggs that gleamed brightly, hoping to find potential that would help the Luofu prosper more than in his time. But as they turned their backs, they were blinded by the threats that still lingered to take the couple down, and not even Cloudhymn magic could save her now...

The Imbibator Lunae roared in pain and despair, holding his beloved's dying body close to him, knowing he had to quickly rush her to the egg and let it heal her. But he just...wanted to see her one last time, and give her one last kiss.

The dragon bent down its mourning self, lips pressed against its mate's forehead one final time as tears streamed down his eyes, now dull after the tragic robbery of his beloved from his embrace.

He...couldn't survive this world without her. He couldn't bear the days where she would no longer stand by his side, holding his hand, cupping his face with her small and warm palms. He couldn't bear the days where she wouldn't smile at him, where she would no longer be able to press her lips against his.

No...he couldn't...

So he decided to take the final step, and return his beloved into the egg the Pearlkeepers had kindly provided for her, quietly leading the mourning husband to give his wife her final goodbye.

"I'll see you again, my beloved." He whispered, kissing her forehead with tenderness he had never shown her, not even on their wedding day.

"And...my heart will always be with you. Because one the day we met...you have stolen it, and had always kept it safe. So I'm giving it to you, to remember that only you will ever have my heart, be it the one pumping blood in my body, or the one that my power stems from."

"Without you here by my side...what is all this power for if I cannot protect the one I love...?"

"My dear...Saltator Lunae..."

So he chose his new descendent.

And thus...was born two dragons with beautiful horns on their heads, the older brother's arms curling around his newly hatched sister protectively. His grip was tight, arms holding her close and his teal colored tail coiling around her small form. Their embrace was too heartwarming, not even the maids dared to separate them.

Perhaps this child wished to protect her, vowing deep in his heart to never let anything happen to his precious baby girl. A dragon who had horns just like him. A little smile was etched on his face as he inhaled the scent of lilies that radiated from her soft tufts of hair even though he was deep in slumber.

The Preceptors had to hold a meeting amongst them, trying to figure out what to do with these two set of children. It seemed that they had inadvertently inherited the power of the Permanence, both with the outstanding traits of the true heir to power.

"But the boy was hatched first before the girl ! He is the one with true power to the throne !" One argued, quickly hushed by the other. "But the shell he was cast off from wasn't the one which the past Imbibator Lunae had instructed us to watch over so carefully !"

"The girl is the one with the heart. The one that had passed those trials and irrefutably inherited the power of the Dragon Heart. Both...succeeded in the Transmutation Arcanum..." the oldest of them said, his voice ruling over all other reasons.

"The boy had hatched earlier, with horns and the potential reeking from his form no one dared doubt." Said the wise Vidyadhara elder. "Even the inspectors from the Xianzhou Fanghu had acknowledged that power and potential seeped from these two eggs..."

"But no one...could have ever anticipated the birth of two individuals with draconic traits." Said another. "Everyone had experienced the tremor of incredulous potential, yet we merely betted on which would be the true successor..."

"What if...their fate was to rule together...?" said a woman's voice, loud amongst the chatter and discussion.

"The previous High Elder once wrote in a will, that shall it be a boy that was hatched from the shell, his name Dan Feng, and if she was a girl...name her Dan Jia." The wisest of them all spoke, his voice thundering through the hall as they began to rise to a conclusion.

"But those were the terms for the egg so closely guarded..." He said, little confusion at what was apparently happening.

"Born first, we had called the boy, who bore an uncanny resemblance to his predecessor...as Dan Feng." The old clan member reminded. "And for the egg that had been announced as the next heir...with the dragon heart in the small vessel...she will be named Dan Jia."

"For the first time in the Xianzhou history, let there be two High Elders ruling on the Luofu, siblings, who would equally rule and succeed in aspects failed." He said, rising upon his seat at the head of the table. "One destined for power to eliminate the abominations of celestial bodies, and the other, protecting the heart that stems greatness for them both !"

"The boy is named Dan Feng, the Imbibator Lunae as his predecessors once were...and the girl...shall be named Dan Jia. Saltator Lunae, just as the couple that reigned before they were born."

The table of Preceptors began to clap, finding this new embodiment of power astounding and magnificent, never seen before. Their sounds of clapping was thunderous, almost disturbing the pair that was sleeping a couple rooms away.

"Ngh..." muttered the young boy, curling around his little sister even further, hiding her in his chest to prevent the sounds from hurting her ears and frightening her.

The paper written for the will was yellowed, yet the words on it were still clearly visible to be read. It was preserved despite the passage of time, reflecting the man who sat by his desk, holding the brush in his hand.

"Imbibator Lunae is for the man who enjoys his drinks, watching the moon that gazes so brightly upon him. But where lies the joy of drinking such fine liquor without a desirable dancer ? For the Saltator Lunae would accompany him in his darkest days, moonlight bathing her skin and showing him the way."

(Y/n) looked at the soldier, kneeling before a Foxian healer who had...an unnerving smile on her lips. She didn't have a good feeling about this. Why wasn't this healer laying him on the ground, treating his wounds ? Or why was she standing over him, as if waiting for something to happen...?

The soldier looked as if he was really experiencing torment, his head cradled in his hands as if it were about to burst. Yet the healer did nothing, merely watching as his progress began to deteriorate.

Before (Y/n) could warn and pull March back, the unaware girl began to take her hand and rushed towards the pair.

"Here ! There are still survivors !" March said, almost relieved to see that there were still living people despite the blood battleground she had just witnessed earlier. Perhaps it was a sight to behold, as she wasn't as trained on these grounds as Welt or (Y/n) was.

But Welt seemed to catch on quite quickly, his gaze sharp as he observed the scene before him. It was as if he knew that something was indeed amiss, the same something that (Y/n) was experiencing.

"Hmm...?" Hummed the woman, turning around to face the group that had approached them. Her gaze seemed to be pleased for a bit, before it turned into a scowl. "You're not the Knights...what is your purpose here ? It's dangerous."

There was something in her tone that made (Y/n) feel uneasy. She sounded like she was...worried, but there was a certain hiss in her voice that made (Y/n) sure that she wasn't happy with them intruding in her...business with this knight.

"We're reinforcements sent by the General. Where's everyone else ?" Welt asked, trying to keep the situation under control and calm. Well...with this situation, it wasn't hard to see where it would eventually end up.

The Foxian woman scoffed, crossing over her arms as she heard what Welt had just relayed. "Tsk, resorting to short-life species as reinforcements...hehe, Jing Yuan is really running out of options..."

The taunting and worrying smile was back on the 'healer's' lips as she mentioned that Jing Yuan was possibly running low on manpower to properly eradicate the current problem. And it seems that she hadn't yet noticed that (Y/n) was with them.

It was expected, since communication the the Alchemy delve has been cut off since a few system hours ago. There would be no way for them to know of the current issue happening on the other bodies of the Luofu, such as (Y/n)'s awakening.

"They're here to escort me. The General and the Master Diviner had laid out specific orders for them to tread safely, as well as ensure my safety to tend to the casualties." (Y/n) said, stepping forward to face off this 'healer'.

"You...who do you think you--" The angered look on the woman's face was quickly replaced with shock and fear as she realized the horns that grew from (Y/n)'s head.

"You cant be..."

"All of you ! Run !" Cried out the Knight who was still weak on the ground, battling his own pain that seemed to be almost unbearable for him. "She's a disciple of Sanctus Medicus !"

All color began to drain from everyone's skin, leaving them pale and terrified at the 'healer' lady before them. March's grip on (Y/n)'s hand tightened, indicating that this was not the outcome she had expected to be. A direct face off with the supporters of the Plagues Author !

"Silence." The woman hissed, looking at the fallen soldier. "If my healing worked, you'll become one of us. Then..."

She looked at (Y/n), the grin almost impossibly widening on her face.

"It wont be just me they'll be running from."

It all happened too fast. As if on cue, the fallen Knight began his gruesome transformation. Branches began to sprout from his skin, tearing it apart. His armor began to be one with his skin, almost molding entirely with his being. His body began to surge with incredulous power, rendering his senses numb and murderous intent increasing tenfold.

"Lady (Y/n) !"

"GET BACK !"

(Y/n) quickly pushed March behind her, taking up front with Welt by her side, who came to terms with the situation faster than the younger women. With a nod to the brunette, (Y/n) produced her glass hand fan from thin air, the weapon of choice materializing in her hand quicker than light. Welt held his cane, ready to unleash the power of the black hole that he had kept sealed, hoping to never unleash its full potential.

The knight began to rush towards them, tears in his eyes as he tried his best to land his lightest attacks for as long as he remained conscious, for a soldier's dignity lies in their death. Losing control and his mind...would be a warrior's worst nightmare.

His attacks were still deadly and heavy, but he had no control whatsoever over his doings. Though he was experienced with enhanced abilities, (Y/n) and Welt did their best to fend off the regretful man, hoping to put him to rest in the calmest and most humane way.

"Please...I'm sorry..." the man pitifully cried as (Y/n) parried his attack with her fan, swiftly landing a kick to his side. The dragon woman was indeed merciful, and she had her sympathies for the man who had lost all hope of regaining his former pride.

But why couldn't she get close in and quickly put him to rest...?

Unlike the Exhalting Sanctum...she didn't have much memory of herself to full deploy and outlet her power. But now that she was aware...why wasn't she...

She felt like there were still a reign of shackles tying her down...

"Why are you apologizing ?! Didn't you all come here to the Xianzhou to seek immortality ?!" The woman screeched, watching from the backlines as more celestial beings of abundance began to advance towards them.

"You don't have to appease Jing Yuan ! The Disciples of Sanctus Medicus can grant your every wish ! To be immortal like the Natives ! To have a long and prosperous life like the Vidyadhara people !" She cackled, eyes glinting with malice and insanity as she watched the group begin to get surrounded.

(Y/n) was busy fending off the lost soldier as well as getting herself surrounded left and right by borisins and their shadow kin. Though how many times she had launched attacks, she was never able to fully push them back. She was at a loss, she was afraid and worried...

She understood now. Why she couldn't blindly charge in...

She was afraid of losing control of her power if she used it without her brother by her side...

Welt was by her side, exerting himself to his greatest ability to never cause harm, potentially plunging everyone into deep danger if he lost control. March and Stelle were backing them up, with March using her bow and Stelle with her bat, coursing with the crackling power of destruction.

They were all fighting...they were all in danger...

"Please, Lady (Y/n)..." the soldier begged her. "Let me meet the end I deserve."

"Let me die with honor..."

"Honor...?" (Y/n) whispered, her voice coming out in breaths of white, cold from the ice she produced. But the man before her nodded, hoping she'd do the best thing she could.

She was afraid...hoping to never misuse her power in fear of destruction it entails. But he was right. She had people she must protect, whether or not her brother was there to properly keep her power in check.

"I understand."

With a small smile on her lips, the dragon lady began to come close to her companions, hoping that they'll be within her protection. With a single rise of her fan, just as she had done with Yanqing, rose an illusion of an ice lotus, trapping her companions to keep them safe.

"I'm sorry." (Y/n) whispered, looking at the infected before her, before her eyes began to glow, and her tail appearing behind her. She never wished for her power to be out of control, yet to protect, one must go through lengths far beyond boundaries.

(Y/n) held her fan tight in her hand, close to her chest. With a single swing of her fan, water from the sea surrounding the delve began to rise, turning into waves as it began to sweep away the entire colony, picking up the borisins and the disciples in its way, pulling them off to the edge with their powerful forces.

For those who managed to withstand her waves, she cast upon them winds that would cut through them and hinder their sight. With a single stroke of her fan, she sent amplified ice blizzards, cutting through their regenerating skins time and time again like tiny razor blades, faster than their demonic abilities.

With fingers to her lips, her pointer and thumb forming a circle, she blew on the tips of her fingers to send out her ice, freezing those in her path, starting by freezing the droplets of water on their body, piercing deep into them, and freezing the fluids that coursed as a source of life.

It was like the sea. So gentle and soothing, yet with forces so strong to pull enemies deep into the heavy and dark depths. Some place so comforting like a warm embrace, yet terrifying with depths of unknown danger.

Once the waves had washed off the pavilion, all that was left...were the frozen bodies of the loyal worshippers of the Plagues Author. It was cleaned out from the remaining infected lives that were threatening their own, reminding her of the sins that would be washed away by the sea when they were reborn...

"Woah ! Looks like the frozen statues of the antimatter legion back on Jarilo-VI !" March excitedly said, looking at the figures encased in ice for as long as (Y/n) willed for it.

The young pink-haired woman then turned to look at (Y/n), wanting to know more and perhaps ask about if she could do the same as (Y/n). But as she turned around, (Y/n) was already walking into the 'exhibit' of her power.

"Lady (Y/n) ! H-hey, where are you going ?!"

Then she heard little voices as she walked past the frozen statues...

"Brother...shall one day we cast off our old shells...would we be able to find each other again...?" Said a young child voice from afar.

"Maybe...my little moonflower. We'll never know..." Replied a slightly more mature voice, explaining to the young child in the kindest way possible.

"But should you ever forget me...the things you've done in this life is bound to make you remember little by little, no matter how hard you try."

Before her was the fallen Cloud Knight, who begged her to end him in the most honorable way. He was on the ground, kneeling, trying to control the plague that threatened to run rampant despite his exhausted state.

"It seems...that even you...haven't found the path yet, my Lady..." The knight said, laughing bitterly, yet still respectfully. "Leave, my Lady, for they have 'converted me'. I don't have much longer..."

"I'm here...to give you one last gift..." (Y/n) said softly, cold air leaving her thin lips, frosty like the gaze in her eyes.

"One...that may even help prolong your path to your fated end." She said softly as she knelt before him.

She was tired, having exerted most her powers into summoning the tides, still unused to properly controlling it over the centuries of unending dormancy. She wanted to rest, perhaps even curl up while she cuddled her tail like a child. But now wasn't the time for it.

There were duties to be fulfilled...

Swiftly lifting up her hands, she exercised hand signs of various meanings as if it were her second nature, much more precise than that blind woman that existed before she broke those shackles binding her down.

The only way to progress in life...was to accept and adapt.

Her pointer finger and middle finger together held up before her, she shut her eyes as she began to trace the spores that existed within the man's body. With swift and precise movements, she immediately moved swift as the wind, and as piercing as a dragon's talon.

Unlike the woman that had just awoken, blind and foolish to the world that revolved around her, tossing smiles and laughter like the fleeting leaves in the air...she was no longer shackled, nor bound.

Unlike her past...she would never act foolishly again fearing the recurring pitiful demise of a dreamer who lived to dance and love.

(Y/n) stood up, a soft sigh leaving her lips as she dusted off her clothes. The team approached her side, looking down at the soldier before them, lying on the ground as if he were taking a nap from a grueling shift. Her eyes softened, the feelings of mercy and regret ebbing away at her soul.

"What...happened to him ?" March asked softly, holding Stelle's hand for comfort.

"Did you...give him his final embrace, Lady (Y/n) ?" Tingyun slowly asked, trying to step around the bubbling waters.

(Y/n) didn't turn around to face them, but instead parted her lips to give her response, a hand raised to her ear to gently touch the trinket that hung from her pointed organ. "Nothing. Just...soothed his pain a little."

Then she took in a deep breath, looking forward, as if regaining her peace by touching the windchime. "Right. Should we stumble upon a recuperation camp, let's inform them of this one. At the very least, they would be able to send this one to the Ten-Lords Commission."

Along the path, they stumbled across more bodies that have been swept up in the clashing of worlds. Divine celestial beings on the ground with wounds healing at an impossible rate, fallen bodies of the Knights that have half transformed into the forsaken, life leaving their beings before their twisted methods were complete.

There were even some which (Y/n) had them stop in the middle of the way to provide relief, either putting them to sleep to induce the pain, or freezing their cores and helping them relax as they healed after fierce and relentless battles.

But one thing caught her eye. That amicassador.

The Dragon Lady's gaze never left her being, always keeping her in the outermost corner of her sight. There was...something odd about her. Perhaps the striders of the trailblaze would've never noticed, but she sensed...a cosmical energy emanating from that Foxian girl.

There's just something...off with this girl. The way she talks, her interests, her stance during the fight earlier. Something wasn't right.

She didn't have much time to ponder. Due to their thundering steps of different weights and paces, they began to alarm the individuals standing guard past the wall they were about to round.

"Who goes there ?! Show yourselves !" Called out a clear voice of a male, sense of urgency and alert in his tone.

Cloud Knights. They had really reached their temporary base.

Welt took charge, walking ahead of them to confront the guards. "We come in peace." He said, almost making the rest of them snicker in amusement with the way he walked up to them with raised hands.

The guards, of course, didn't seem to take this lightly. But there was relief shining in their eyes when they see the esteemed guests of the General of the Xianzhou Luofu escorting the long awaited Dragon Lady.

"Saltator Lunae !" They sighed in relief. "Quickly, in here ! It's dangerous outside."

"You knew we were coming already ?" March said as they were escorted by one of the guards into the camp, the other standing guard. March was quite curious to how the Cloud Knights weren't that much fazed by their arrival.

"The Master Diviner prophesized your arrival. We were ordered to wait for you under any circumstance." He assured with a steady nod of his helmeted head.

"So...the Master Diviner is already here ?" (Y/n) asked, storing away her fan since she deemed it to be safe for her and her companions.

"Yes. The Master Diviner ordered us to remained stationed here and went to scout ahead." He affirmed again. "They're saying the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus have returned-- they haven't been seen for an age. The troops are anxious."

"I...can imagine." She said with a slight nod of her own head.

"It's good you arrived. The Master Diviner said the Knights weren't to move out until you arrived." He said, but then remembered one more important note.

"Right. While you are here, and we're awaiting the next orders of the Master Diviner, there is something that needs to be clarified." He said seriously, looking at the group. "This is as far as Lady (Y/n) will follow you, esteemed guests of the General."

The group gasped a little, but they were by no chance much surprised. They knew they were missioned to just escort her, but was it just until here, or would they re-group ? But it was the General's orders.

"May I ask what happens from now on ?" (Y/n) asked, a little curious to her next course of fate that awaited her.

The Cloud Knight nodded, standing straight before the honorable woman before him. "Yes, my Lady. General Jing Yuan himself had ordered us to have you wait here. He will come soon, and lead a separate path from the Master Diviner."

"As far as we are informed, you will be joining him on a more confrontational matter."

For some reason she felt a tingle spark up her spine. For some reason she was anxious. For some reason...she was scared.

Something bad was bound to happen.

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Oh, really? You wanna hear about the idea that's been floating around in my head?

Cool! But, mdni/18+!

(König x Reader (f) (hinted König x Reader x Horangi)

(Cw: cnc, in porn and acted on after discussions on safety and boundaries/limitations. When König speaks German, it'll be in italics.)

Here's the scenario:

Horny ideas are bad ideas, but usually the post nut clarity would save you from acting on those ideas. Except you were extra horny because you were ovulating and kept getting interrupted while masturbating, leaving you unintentionally edged.

You know horny ideas are bad ideas, did that going to stop you from making a new porn blog and ranting and crying about how much and how hard you want to be fucked? Nope. Did it stop you from reblogging the rape fantasy/cnc posts with a little "fuck I need that too" comment? Nope.

And did that knowledge stop you from posing nude in front of an open window and posting it online for the enjoyment of every horny stranger that stumbled across your blog? Big ol' Nope.

Horny ideas are bad ideas and now you've got an online dom who wants you to call him "König". (Actually, it's kind of refreshing after all the men who want you to call them "daddy").

For someone who's suddenly controlling a part of your life (your edge), he's actually quite nice. He let you come twice the first week you started talking to him! And when you answered him unenthusiastically one night (because you had a rough day), he showed genuine concern and his only orders were for you to get some food and water and sleep. He made sure you were in a good place mentally and emotionally before playing with you again.

"My Princess needs to feel good, she needs to come." And boy did you.

Look, horny ideas are bad ideas but somehow you're now in a more stable relationship than you have been in years.

König was acting strangely. Well, stranger than usual. He was glued to his phone these days, the little device always in hand and drawing his attention every other minute. He wouldn't even tell anyone what was so interesting. He'd just glare and hold the screen close to his chest or stuff it in one of his pockets (only to take it out less than a minute later).

And Horangi, well, he didn't mean to spy on König, one of his friends. It just so happened that König was on his phone as Horangi was walking up behind him. And he caught sight of the map that König was looking intently at.

That was strange because that was König's personal phone, there was no territory to memorize for a mission. And maybe Horangi took another second to study the map too before alerting König of his presence. It looked residential. Not a business center where shops or restaurants were. König, ever the military man, lived on base. If he had a house in his home country, he didn't use it much. Even if König was planning on buying a house closer to base, why so secretive about it?

König leaving base looking like he was about to go on a stealth mission? Also strange. So Horangi followed him.

There's only so much he could write off as reasonable. Staking out a civilian house? Maybe a target lived there. Looking into a woman's room? Questionable. Climbing in through her window? Not acceptable!

Horangi cursed under his breath as he raced to follow König in hopes of stopping him from doing anything reprehensible.

"König!" He shouted as he dove through the same entrance König used, side arm already drawn and aimed at his teammate.

He was too late. König already had you pinned to the bed, a hand clasped over your mouth as he forced himself between your legs.

"Horangi?" König blinked at him, though remained where he was. "What? How? What are you-?"

"Let her go and back away."

König quickly raised his hands as he turned towards Horangi. “It’s not what it looks like!” He motioned towards you with one hand, “she wants it! She asked for it!”

“König,” Horangi gave a disappointed growl while you let out a scoffed laugh.

You sat up, holding your blanket close to your nude body. König extended his arm in front of you, obscuring you from Horangi’s view even more.

“Uhm, I actually did.” You spoke up, drawing Horangi’s eyes towards you.

“...What?” He finally started to lower his gun.

You nodded with a sheepish smile, “we planned the whole thing. We have a safe word and gesture and everything. You know, role play.”

…

Horangi sighed and glared at König. “You fucking freak.”

“Hey!”

As Horangi turned and left the room, he could find his own way out, you rapidly tapped König’s arm. “Go stop him before he leaves!”

“What? Why?”

“Just go!”

“Fine, fine.” He muttered as he adjusted his pants and chased after Horangi.

“You know, I’m offended you thought I’d really be doing that.” He started when he found Horangi nearing the front door.

“Don’t act so suspicious next time.” Horangi coughed awkwardly and averted his gaze, “look, I’ll forget what I saw, and you never bring this up.”

König nodded, “good, but that’s not why I stopped you.”

“Huh? Then why-”

“Oh, good! You haven’t left yet!” You said as you rushed out of the room. The clothes you scrambled to put on were hardly any better than a blanket, just a thin cropped shirt and short shorts. “I wanted to talk to you real quick.”

Horangi, face flushing, cleared his throat. “I apologize, ma’m-”

“No, no. You don’t need to apologize for anything.” You waved off his apology as you stopped in front of him. “I just wanted to thank you.”

“Thank me?” His question was echoed by König’s confused, “what?” behind you.

You nodded and glanced at König then back at Horangi. “You guys are friends, right?”

Horangi nodded slowly, unsure of what you were thinking.

“Well, you saw your friend doing something horrible and tried to stop him. You tried to save me.”

“I wasn’t actually-” König tried to protest behind you, still a little offended by the implication that he would do something like that, but you shushed him and turned back to Horangi.

“So many men would just look the other way instead of confronting their friends. But you didn't hesitate at all to help me.”

Horangi blushed, glad that he had his mask pulled up but unaware that you could see the rest of his face and the tips of his ears flush.

He cleared his throat, averting his gaze again, “you don’t have to do that.”

“Still, I appreciate it.” You coyly looked up at him through your lashes, subtly biting your lip and held your hands clasped together, pushing your breasts up. Yea you were playing it up, but he was hot and you were still horny from the interrupted role play with König, it didn’t make what you said any less true. “Can I hug you?”

“Wh-uh,” his eyes flicked up to König, who just gave an amused shrug.

He awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck, imitating König’s shrug, “if you want to.”

Still feeling a little raunchy, as you wrapped your arms around his neck, you pressed your body close. Horangi was hesitant at first, but settled his hands on your hips as he leaned down into you. He could see why König was obsessed with you, he would be too if you were his.

You softly murmured a final “thank you,” as you pulled away slightly, still wrapped in each other's arms, in what felt like a trance. A trance that wasn’t broken until König loudly cleared his throat, and then Horangi was letting go of you and stepping back instantly.

He coughed once, mumbled something about seeing König back on base and then quickly left.

You didn’t even have time to turn around before König was behind you, pushing the door shut on locking it. “Now, no more distractions, Princess.”

As König was fucking your brains out, with the drapes in your bedroom still open, he mutters about how Horangi is watching. And maybe that made you come even harder.

“Where did you find her?”

König laughed, setting his coffee down. After he realized that Horangi was watching the two of you, he knew Horangi would ask.

“By the way,” König started as Horangi was already looking up your blog. “She wants me to ask if you’d be interested in a three-”

“Yes.”

End Notes: Yep, that's just an idea. If I were to turn this into a real fic I would go into more detail on the evolution of the online sexting relationship between König and Reader to a real relationship. And I would also write out the smut. But that might turn this into at least 15k words, and I don't have the energy to do that, so I'm just sharing my pseudo outline.

#könig x reader #x reader #könig x fem reader

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bearimba · 4 months ago

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Pokemon Mini Headcanons

Realized it's been a solid minute since I've shared anything. so! here's some pokemon headcanon tidbits that have kinda been floating around in my head but I don't have anywhere to put them yet:

Barry is extremely tall. Like, at least six feet. Since he's very visibly the goofy type, it's not super intimidating until suddenly he's barreling down the street and nearly knocking people over in his wake. He's also incredibly clumsy, so it's kind of a bull(tauros?)-in-a-china-shop situation.

Leaf is part of the team that revolutionized and maintains the PSS (not part of the original team though, she's too young for that), which is of course led by Bill. Where Bill came up with the, made the team, and did a bunch of hardware stuff, Leaf is in charge of software stuff and does coding for the different programs. As for the rest of the team. well. I don't know who they are bc I haven't gotten that far.

Also, Red's sign name for Leaf is Green, as in, literally the sign for the color (the same goes for Blue). Blue's often calls her Greenie as a result.

As Hoenn's Champion, Brendan is considered a very down-to-earth and blunt person, which is great and all until you remember he's from the ✨️bearimba pokeverse✨️'s equivalent of Florida and is basically Reigning Florida Man Supreme. He's definitely done some crazy stuff but it kinda gets shoved on the back burner (that definitely isn't partially because the media pushes his more serious side in order to fight the "all Hoennians are unhinged" allegations).

Lucas is legally deaf (deaf but not Deaf, he lost his hearing as a kid) and uses hearing aids. He can kinda sorta understand people without them, but it's less like he understands the words and more like he understands the sounds that are supposed to be word, so it's way more convenient to keep them in. Whenever he doesn't want to deal with Dawn's and Barry's shenanigans, he just turns them off, closes his eyes, and relishes in the relative peace and quiet.

He's also the one who gets transported back to Hisui during the final battle with Dialga/Palkia/Giratina. Long story short (bearimba DPPt/PLA rewrite when?), his hearing aids get destroyed in the process of getting transported and he's forced to go through the events of PLA at a huge disadvantage, mostly relying on his quick wit and vast knowledge of pokemon to survive the game.

Lorelei, Karen, and Clair are all besties, and they meet up regularly to have brunch and share the latest gossip (aka pooling together their resources to gather info on their enemies, discuss the most recent affairs in Kanto/Johto, and more, all under the guise of "girls' time").

Silver and Janine first meet when Silver gets accidentally caught up in a prank meant for the E4, for which Janine very vehemently apologizes (under threat from Koga) and Silver reluctantly forgives her (under threat from Lance). They get along surprisingly well after that, especially after they both get involved in the Kanto League as gym leaders, and they eventually become pretty good friends.

Team Rocket was kinda just a shady family business until Giovanni took over in his twenties. In the 30ish years he presided over the it, he managed to develop it into a massive, multi-level and multi-department organization with their fingers in just about every aspects of the Kanto economy before their collapse. (all things considered, it's kinda funny/pathetic how things ended---he had all this power, then just threw all that and his kid out the window because some teenager happened to beat him in a pokemon battle)

Indigo Plateau (the actual plateau itself, not the League building) is pretty unique in that it's literally a plateau in the middle of a bunch of mountains. which. isn't really how geography works. Story goes, it was originally a mountain that served as the battleground for a pair of ridiculously overpowered trainers, and it got leveled in the middle of all the fighting. In honor of the plateau's legend, there was a regularly held tournament for pokemon trainers to decide who was the best of the best in the region. Eventually, some guy decided to make it an "official" event, and that's how the Pokemon League got its start before it spread and became an international organization!

#pokemon #pokemon headcanons #headcanon #rival barry #trainer leaf #trainer brendan #elite four lorelei #elite four karen #gym leader clair #rival silver #gym leader janine #rocket boss giovanni #wow that's a lotta tags

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kitthepurplepotato · 11 months ago

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Chapter 17 - Drama in the air ✈️

Winter wonderland #1

Summary: The gang makes their way to the Winter Cabins. Somehow, everyone is grumpy today. Also, why does Rody and Katsuki hate each other?!

Warnings: Swear words, a tiny bit suggestive, a lot of tension for some weird reason.

Second warning: the “Winter Wonderland” storyline will contain other background relationships (Kirishima x Bakugou, Tamaki x Mirio, Kaminari x Shinsou, Todoroki x Yaomomo) and NSFW stuff (NOT with them. Khm), but I’ll leave a warning before it happens! This chapter is safe!)

First Chapter Master List

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“Welcome aboard, my friends!” Rody’s voice comes through the speakers. “I’ll do my best to not drop you all into the ocean!”

“I want to go home.” Tamaki whimpers with his face hidden in his best friend’s neck, who’s wearing a plain T-shirt with “emotional support animal” written on the front. You can’t help but giggle. That guy looks like he knows how to have fun.

“Are you getting off on being an asshole?” Katsuki yells towards the front, annoyed. Izuku sighs next to you.

“Guys, can you just get along? I still don’t understand why are you so mean to him, Kacchan. You frowned at him back then, too.”

“Hey, the guy literally just made the octopus-chicken EMO guy cry and I’m the asshole?” Katsuki retorts. “Look at him! He’s about to hyperventilate!”

“… and calling him an octopus-chicken is better? “ Shouto adds.

“That’s a fair point, Blasty.” Kaminari chimes in, too.

“What a loud bunch! I like that! And to answer your question, I do not get off on being an asshole. I leave that little kink to you, brother.”

“Oh you are so fucking dead.” Katsuki stands up, palm making tiny explosions. Eijirou tries his best to sit him back down and you swear Tamaki’s soul just left his body for a second.

“I miss home. Can we go back? I can float us.” Izuku whispers into your ear.

“I don’t think we can open the door without crushing everyone thanks to the pressure up here.” You whisper back.

“Bummer.” He sighs again, clearly overwhelmed by all the loudness after being home for so long.

“Think about the cabin, though. We will have a fireplace, a nice cozy bed… we can keep each other warm during the night…” your palm on Izuku’s thigh slowly creeps further, caressing his inner thigh and Izuku almost chokes on his saliva, his face as red as a lobster’s.

“Oh my god, respectfully, can you not eye-fuck each other while I’m risking my life to keep this plane afloat?!” Kirishima moans with a blush on his face.

“Bro, they’ve been together in the same house for weeks yet they still can’t keep their hands off each other. I want that.” Kaminari adds longingly.

“Find yourself a horny little girlfriend then.” Shinsou pouts, staring out of the window. For everyone’s surprise, Kaminari doesn’t say anything back just sighs with a lovelorn expression.

“Okay, let’s leave all the baggage in the baggage compartment, this is a fun trip!” Rody’s head pops our from the front and everyone screams in unison.

“KEEP YOUR EYES ON THE ROAD!”

“There is no road. Just clouds… ahh, nevermind. “

~•🥦•~

“Time to change into something warm, guys! We are approaching our main destination!” Rody’s voice comes through the speakers once again.

You look out of the window right away and you can’t believe what you are seeing; there is a small island right under the plane, covered in white and there is fresh snow falling from the sky, but only around the island, which makes it look like it’s a giant snow globe. It’s absolutely magical.

“Wow.” Katsuki stares out of the window with childish glee. Izuku looks at him with nothing but fondness, probably remembering their childhood when Katsuki’s gaze was constantly this pure. “Look at those mountains, Ei.” Katsuki mutters dreamily, completely fascinated as the island comes closer and closer, revealing more and more about itself as the plane approaches the land.

“You wanna climb that massive one, don’t you?” Eijirou snickers with his head resting on Katsuki’s shoulder. They are so fucking adorable, goddamit!

“Duh.” Katsuki snickers back proudly.

“Fuck, I forgot that it’s gonna be winter!” Kaminari freaks out. The guy is wearing a single leather jacket. You can’t help but sigh.

“Well, luckily for you, your boring ass roommate didn’t.” Shinsou murmurs under his nose, rummaging in his massive backpack as he speaks. After a few seconds, he takes out a winter coat and drops it on Kaminari’s head.

“Oh my god, I love you.” Kaminari goes for a hug with the coat still on his head. Tamaki giggles.

“Oh my god, Katsuki, he laughed! He’s not terrified of us!” Eijirou mutters, swiping a stray tear off his face.

“I mean, Denki is so dumb it’s literally impossible to be scared of him. I mean look at his face. Oh wait, you can’t see it. But you know what I mean.”

You really feel like you shouldn’t be listening in right now. Katsuki is so serene it feels like this version of him is reserved for Eijirou and Eijirou only.

“Sweets, look! You can see the cabins from here. On the top of that mountain!” Izuku steals your attention away by nuzzling into your neck, his finger pointing at the window. “Look, they have an onsen as well! By the look of it, every cabin comes with one…” He smiles knowingly. You can’t help but blush.

“Izu, behave yourself.”

“Hey, I’m on a holiday! I’m happy. Let me have this.” His sad smile shots an arrow through your heart. Fuck, you are such an idiot.

“Sorry. It’s just… I’m more excited about the massive fireplace. I hope there is fluffy rug in front of it. Like in the movies, you know.” Your blush can not be more obvious at this point, but you don’t care; by the look of it, everyone is too busy staring out the window to listen to your conversation anyway.

“If not, we can put some blankets down. Or I can just bring the mattress out. With black whip, of course.”

You can’t get over Izuku’s lovesick face and you never will. You still can’t believe you are the one who makes him look like that. He’s so handsome, but also so adorable, so sexy but so sweet, just the perfect combination of them all.

“I love you so much.” You mumble out loudly and Izuku shines brighter than thousand suns.

“I love you more.”

“Don’t start!” You giggle as the plane starts its landing.

“We are about to land! Buckle up, buddies! Don’t forget to clap later on!” Rody announces excitedly.

“What kind of idiot asks for people to clap? Now you ruined it!” Katsuki yells back and the bickering starts again.

“It was so peaceful…” Eijirou sighs, clearly given up.

“Well, if everything would be perfect it wouldn’t really feel real. But this does.” You smile at Eijirou who smiles back knowingly.

“I weirdly know what you mean.”

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“Wow.” Tamaki is the first one to make a comment about the mesmerizing sight in front of you; you landed on a big chunk of concrete in the middle of a small hill; yes, you heard it right, that’s what these people call an airport apparently; and you can see most of the island from this point. There are cute shopping streets and pretty, modern buildings on your right side then you see some residential houses on the left side, quite far away from the main area of the city (the island is one city, or at least that’s what you’ve been told) then you have a bunch of mountains with small cabins scattered around one of them, then there is a massive mountain, so high you beg whoever is up there that the boys won’t want to climb to the top of it, because you definitely fucking can’t. By the look of it, there is heavy snow in the mountain area and a light one around the city center. Needless to say it’s really cold but the view warms your heart enough to not feel the chill that much.

“Welcome!” Rody climbs out of the plane, cracking his bones dramatically, his actions followed by an even more dramatic sigh. “The owners of the Island are waiting for us in that park there, so I’ll leave the explanations to them. It’s a good starting point as you have the shopping center and the massive grocery store close by, so we’ll be able to get some grub before making our way to the cabins.” And indeed, there is a cute park right between the shopping and the residential area. It’s quite far away but you knew what you are getting into when you said yes to another “camping trip”, so you just take a deep breath and pray to be strong enough to be able to get down there then up the MOUNTAIN (!), because by the look of it, there are no cabins anywhere else so that means you’ll need to do another hike to be able to get to your accommodation.

“Why do I feel like there is no bus to the cabins?” Kaminari mutters tiredly.

“Your lazy ass should’ve said yes to this trip if you can handle it, Pikachu.” Katsuki rolls his eyes annoyedly. “Bus? To the mountains? I would ruin the fun part.”

“Sorry, someone actually wanted to rest on their holiday.”

“When was the last time you got laid, Kaminari?” Katsuki retorts, clearly trying his best to shut his trap but this is Bakugou Katsuki. He just… can’t.

“When was the last time you got laid, Bakugou? You seem quite grumpy as well.” Rody tries to “help”, but needless to say that comment angers Katsuki to no end.

“You really don’t want an answer for that, Rody.” Eijirou laughs, scratching the back of his head, embarrassed.

“This morning, fucker.” Katsuki answers anyway and everyone who doesn’t know about Katsuki’s fiancé gawks in the background.

“Wow.” Rody is clearly rendered speechless. To be fair, you are not surprised.

“Fuckface.” Katsuki mutters under his nose and makes his way down the hill, taking Eijirou with him.

“Sorry man, I was just joking! I’ll be nice! Please tell me more about this girl…” Rody tries to get out of the awkward conversation, but he only makes it more awkward.

“Girl? Huh. That’s the kind of guy you are? What will your next comment be? “Adam and Eve, not Adam and Steve?””

“Okay, guys, there is no need for this! I’m quite sure he didn’t mean any harm.” Mirio tries to butt in. “Love is love, it doesn’t matter what shape it comes in. Thank you for telling us about your boyfriend, Katsuki, I’m really proud of you!”

“Fiancé.” Katsuki mutters under his nose, with a slight blush on his face.

“Okay, I feel like my friendly teasing is not really working with you, Bakugou. I am not homophobic. I’m sorry for assuming your sexuality. You just don’t look gay to me.”

“Oh, sorry, I’ll take my rainbow colored feather scarf out of my bag quickly, what the fuck?!”

“Kats, he has a point. We look extremely… heterosexual.” Eijirou adds.

“Second that.” Kaminari butts in.

“Sexuality has nothing to do with looks or behavior, but I feel like conversation is getting out of hand so please, let’s just… let this one go, Bakugou, my friend. I repeat, he meant no harm.” Mirio decides to end the drama; Tamaki is not having a great time, clearly shaking from the stress.

“You two are my best friends, can you please get along?” Izuku sighs, exasperated.

“I’ll behave.” Rody sighs as well. Katsuki doesn’t say anything just makes his way down once again.

“I wanna go home.” Tamaki mutters into Mirio’s ear who only taps the guy’s shoulder a few times to calm him down.

“Trust me, by the end of this trip they will be best buddies.”

Hm. You certainly doubt that.

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“Welcome to my Island, young folks!” An old man and an old woman comes up to you guys once you reach the park Rody was talking about.

“Always so modest.” The old woman rolls her eyes at the man next to her, trying her best to keep her smile in place. “Welcome, young heroes! We are absolutely thrilled to have you here. We might not live in Japan, but we know all about your work! Your friend here is more than keen on boasting about his bestie, Deku! The whole village is a fan of you guys, so please be nice if they want a picture! We don’t really have heroes here so… you know. We see a lot of stupid celebrities here but not ones we actually respect, so…”

“I like this hag.” Katsuki adds. The death stare he gets from the woman is worth every penny.

“Hag is a good thing in Katsuki-language. He calls his mother a hag too and trust me, he loves her so much. Absolute mama’s boy he is.” Eijirou tries to save the day.

“I ain’t a mama’s boy, what the fuck?!”

The old man cleans his throat.

“I guess you have a lot of questions about this island, but before you fire away, please let me give you a brief introduction.” The old man says proudly. “This Island is the most expensive tourist destination in the area, mostly, because you can only come here by a private jet. I’ve been trying to get an actual airport here, but the island is so small they don’t want to spend the money on it, so yeah. Most of our customers are celebrities, millionaires, musicians who are supposed to be dead but actually, they are not… uhm… Nevermind. There are only a few hundred people living here, mostly the owners of the restaurants, stores and other staff members. This island has three parts; you have the residential area, the tourist area and “winter wonderland”, up in the mountains. That’s where you guys will be staying.” The man grins. “The tourist area is for the people who come here to rest while “winter wonderland” is for the adventurous folk. This bit around us is for the people who enjoy window shopping and walking around the city, it has several shops, live entertainment, amazing restaurants, several 5 star hotels with saunas, onsens, indoor pools and a lot of cute stuff. The “winter wonderland” area on the other hand is… well…” the man laughs. “First of all, you’ll need to climb up that hill to access your lodge. There are no roads to go up by a car, but trust me, the view will worth all that sweat. It’s also a good starting point if you want to climb the big mountain! If you like hiking, you’ll love this place. You can also order food and goodies from the iPad inside your lodge! We have a few guys with flying quirks who can easily deliver to the area! I must warn you, there is quite a lot of wildlife up there so don’t freak out if you hear noises coming from the forest. We try to feed them as much as we can so they don’t eat our customers, but…”

“Robert, what the fuck.” The old woman sighs, but then she looks at Katsuki’s sparkling eyes and starts laughing. “Looks like that youngster likes dangerous things.”

“I mean, we are heroes. We life for the thrill.” Eijirou grins. On the other hand, Izuku looks like he’s about to throw up.

“Can I stay down here with Sweet Pea, then? I don’t want her to get eaten by wolves.”

The old woman laughs.

“Oh, honey, my husband is just being silly, those animals are lovely. Even the wolves. I stayed up there myself when I was younger and I’m quirkless.”

“Ahh, the good old days! Do you remember when Lady Arianne ate from your hands? Such a huge beast she was, yet she never even barked at you.” Robert looks at his wife with a fond look on his face.

“I miss her.” The woman sighs.

“So why is it winter up here?” Kaminari asks the million dollar question, clearly too impatient to wait.

“That’s my quirk!” The old man grins. “I can change the weather. Permanently. It took me several years to get a yes from the government and I had to buy a whole island to be able to do so but I made it!”

“I thought he’s joking when he said he’ll buy an island one day.” Robert’s wife giggles. “He’s a madman.”

“How do you know Rody?” Izuku barges in, finally looking less constipated.

“Oh! This is my father and mother in law!” Rody grins giddily while the two sigh exasperatedly.

“No, we are not. You are not married to our daughter. I told you to stop spewing bullshit, son.”

“You just called me your son!”

“Fuck.”

“Like mother like daughter, of course she also had to find a madman.” The old woman sighs again with a fond smile on her face.

“You see? I’m a perfect addition to this family. Plus, I’m helping you with customers. I’m super useful! And I bring her over all the time, so really, you should thank me for being able to see her so much!”

“Okay, Rody, now shut the fuck up and lead the way before it gets dark.” Robert taps Rody’s back a few times and makes his way towards the nearest pub that has his face on the logo. “If you have any questions, ask Rody or call us. My throat got dry from all the talking.” He dismisses everyone and for a few seconds there’s only an awkward silence as everyone tries to comprehend all the information they’ve got.

“Okay friends, let’s do some grocery shopping before we go up, okay?” Mirio jumps into the air excitedly, pulling Tamaki with him towards the nearest supermarket.

“Yup! Let’s go!” Eijirou follows like a good puppy and everyone makes their way after them except…

“Izuku?”

“Just go with the others, I just. Want to… look around alone a bit.”

Your heart skips a beat. Is he… not happy? Did you do something wrong? Was that little mess up in the plane enough for him to loose himself in his negative thoughts? Fuck. Fuck.

You can’t help but spiral. You really want him to have fun. You really want to see him smile. You just want him to be the happiest nerd in the whole wide world but somehow, you feel like you are the reason he can’t chill right now. Is it because you are weak? Is he still worried about the beasts?

“Stop overthinking. That’s my job.” Izuku giggles and leaves tiny kisses on your cheeks. “I’ll be fine. Now go. Enjoy their company because I will steal you as soon as we get our cabin key.”

You try to believe him. You must. He’s smiling and he looks happy and it doesn’t look forced.

“Are you sure? You really freaked out when Robert said…”

“Sweet Pea…” Izuku jumps into your words, pulling you closer as he speaks. “Yes, I freaked out but then I remembered who are you with. These guys are the top heroes of our country. I might be injured, but I can take care of any danger with black whip if I need to. I just had a moment, that’s all. Go.” Izuku leaves one last kiss on your mouth and makes his way towards the small, cute shopping street on the other side.

“See you here in an hour?” You yell after him, and Izuku smiles.

“Yes. Pinky promise.”

… Next Chapter!

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Potato ramble:

- Sorry if the chapter feels dry, but I had to give you a lot of information about the island otherwise you would have been like “okay what the fuck how.” 😂

- So what can be Deku’s problem? Tell me your opinions!

- Also, feel free to ask questions, but before you do:

Katsuki and Rody’s hate for each other will be explained in the next chapter

The reason why Rody’s girlfriend works so hard while her parents are millionaires will also be explained eventually!

- oh, and this is for those who doesn’t like all the other ships in the story: well, I’m sorry, but this is my story and I wanted to do more than just write a character x reader story so uhm… deal with it? Ignore it? Be nice? I would also like to add that I’m an absolute multi shipper so even though I usually write with KiriBaku, I’m an absolute Bakudeku lover as well, so… yeah. All your ships are welcome here. Like, I totally ship Kaminari and Jirou and I’ll be so mad if they won’t be canon. 😂

- On a more personal note: I’ve been feeling like shit mentally for the last few days so if I’m ever late with some chapters, I’m sorry. I’m trying to write every time I feel relatively okay, I still can’t believe I managed to finish this as I was about to make a post about this being delayed so yeah, be patient with me. It’s hard to write about fluff and happiness when you feel anything but that. 😂 but oh well, real life sucks am I right?

TL: @garfieldthomas @porusuniverse @stickygumchewer @sixxze @mily-moo @aei-sedai-moiraine @aymasakusa @katsuari @kenzie-deadly @shiviwrites07 @lukerycyja-reblogs @cloroxisadelectabletreat @coffeent @kisskissshutmydoor @bobcar1 @yazminetrahan @cringefan @ronimacaroni77 @thekookiecorner @dangerousluv1 @emperatris-rinaka @shotos-angelic-whore @angelsdemonsmonsters @norvacaine @rei165 @unofficialmuilover @yao-ai @happydragonfrog @eeerreehhh @vinivave

#bnha x reader #mha x reader #midoriya izuku x y/n #midoriya fluff #midoriya izuku x you #pro hero deku x reader #pro hero deku x you #midoriya izuku x reader #midoriya izuku

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gabykatttt · 6 days ago

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Guilt

It’s been a year since me and Veneer got released from prison. We used a troll to be famous and adored by everyone in Mount Rageous.

Everyone loved us and we loved them. I always dreamed of becoming a popular singer. We got everything we wanted but all that changed.

During the rage dome show happened. Everyone found out that we were nothing but frauds. Veneer was the one that confessed our crimes. I was so angry at him.

He said I was changing him the way he is. I told him that he was doing the same thing.

After that we were send to prison for our crimes.

Veneer looked so happy while I wasn’t. We lost everything. Everyone were booing at us. Some of them were throwing food and calling us names.

We entered the police car in silence. I looked at the window still angry at my brother while Veneer was so happy to learn the consequences in jail.

Once we arrived we were put in a cell doing nothing. I was upset.

Come on Vels it’s best for us to learn our mistakes Veneer said calmly.

I didn’t replied just staring outside looking at the view.

We may lost everything but we still have each other sis. It’s not a big deal we’re still a family and a team Veneer said.

I still didn’t respond. I let out an angry sigh and looked at my brother.

…Vels Veneer said.

This is all your fault Veneer. Thanks to you we lost everything. We were almost famous but you ruined it I said angrily.

Vels calm down. I know we were having fun to be famous but we couldn’t do this anymore. I kept telling you to stop but you refused Veneer replied.

Then why the hell were you following my leadership anyways? I asked.

Because you’re my sister. I wanted to make you happy and be by your side Veneer replied.

That doesn’t explain that why you had to ruin EVERYTHING? You were so greedy,selfish,and an idiot. You’re the reason why we’re here rotting in jail because of you I said.

Veneer went silent for a moment and started to speak up.

Saids the girl who treated me like garbage, manipulated me to make our dreams come true by torturing Floyd for talent. Having to change myself for not being a burden. And tried my best not to eat so much but I couldn’t help it. I was eating my feelings Vels. You didn’t see that because you were so busy steal Floyd’s talent while I was starving myself that you wanted me to be. You were my inspiration Velvet but now I’m a burden Veneer said.

Oh you’re saying I’m the bad guy. You weren’t so innocent Veneer. You agreed to be famous by stealing the troll’s talent. Having all the money we have to buy ourselves a yacht. And also become a megastar duo. But now you’re nothing but a screw up Veneer I said.

And you’re nothing but selfish,greedy,mean, and importantly a narcissist MONSTER THAT YOU ARE Veneer yelled at me.

I was shocked to hear him say that. I guess he was right I never cared for him or anyone. Just myself.

Is that what you think of me…just a monster to you? I asked.

Veneer stayed quiet sitting on the bed looking at the view and respond coldly.

Yes sis…yes you are Veneer replied coldly.

Fine if I’m a monster to you then you’re a BURDEN TO ME I yelled.

Me and Veneer we started arguing non stop. It kept going and going for weeks.

Few days later we got released from prison. I barely even put my hair up while Veneer is no longer wearing hair gel.

We had our stuff ready to leave.

I looked at my head band. It was beautiful but reminds me of guilt. I decided to throw it away across the river while Veneer threw away the diamond perfume bottle and his hair gel.

We watched our stuff floating away from the river.

I have to say I love having my hair down. Makes me become a better person.

But I still have guilt crawling back inside of all the horrible things me and Veneer done to Floyd and his brothers.

We just kids….stupid kids.

Our past will still haunt us for the rest of our lives and we’re probably start suffering from this poison we’re going through.

Fame was nothing but a…lie. It made us look like monsters.

Everything that Me and Veneer believed turned out to be a lie.

Guilt is still crawling back to us and we’re suffering from this nightmare.

I guess dreams don’t come true after all. Only reality does.

Nightmares do come true.

@simplydannie @starz33 @once-ler-ask-blog153 @kiya-buggie @horrorartist23 @zephyrmars

#trolls band together #trolls veneer #trolls au #trolls velvet #velvet and veneer #angst

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kimpossibly · 2 years ago

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🪐 ; planet: send me this emoji + a character on my writing list + any word of your choosing and i'll write you a ficlet using the word as a prompt!

cats + wednesday addams !

WEDNESDAY ADDAMS + CATS

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hi hi hi this is so cute!! I'm not a cat person in the slightest (I'm one hundo percent a dog person tbh) but I can soooo imagine Wednesday having a black cat. I didn't know if you wanted me to add romance into it so I just tried to keep it plain simple, just using the prompts! I'm so sorry this took me so long to get to, I had some family emergencies come up really recently and so I haven't had much time to really sit down and work on anything other than school or family stuff. Hope you enjoy and thank you my love for the ask!

PAIRING: wednesday addams x gn!reader WARNINGS: cats (?? idk if that's a needed warning but I figured I'd list it anyway haha)

Wednesday didn't take in strays. She was usually too busy with her own endeavors to really have time for them — you were the exception of course. But she liked having you around, and that made all the distance. So when the black cat appeared on her doorstep, staring up at her with big green eyes, she didn't need to think twice.

"Shoo. Go," she said monotonously, staring at the creature with disdain. When it refused to move, she made a shooing motion with her hands. "I said leave."

You appeared around the corner, your face twisted in a frown. "Who are you talking to?"

Wednesday stepped aside to reveal the cat on your doorstep and, to her surprise, you broke out into a massive grin. "Aw, look at the little guy!" you swooned, running over to pet the cat. It appeared friendly, nuzzling into your palm. "I wonder if he's lost?"

You searched for a collar, but none was found. "He might've run away," you suggested.

And Wednesday, who saw a new problem arising, was quick to shut you down. "He can find his way home. Leave him be."

A sudden crack of thunder rattled the window panes as the first drizzle of rain began to dot the sidewalk outside. The cat looked around at the worsening weather, then back at you, its wide eyes frightened. You looked up at Wednesday with a matching expression, your own eyes pleading her to let the cat stay. She let out an almost imperceptible sigh, then nodded for you to bring the cat in.

You smiled at her as you scooped the cat up, bringing him inside. Within a few hours the cat had been bathed, fed, and given a place to sleep. All the while you'd led him around the house, giving him a tour (as Wednesday watched, fuming, from the side). You'd murmur "Here, kitty," you coax him to room after room, speaking to him like he could understand you perfectly.

After a while you walked about the house, holding the cat in your arms like it was a baby. It seemed to enjoy this time of treatment as it pawed at your hair and clothes and nuzzled its head into the crook of your neck.

"I feel like we should give him a name in the meantime," you mused aloud, "so that we don't have to keep calling him kitty. I get the sense that he doesn't like it."

"Perhaps we should let it go, then." Wednesday said, suddenly appearing in the doorway. "Wouldn't want to wound its pride."

You ignored her, suddenly having a bright idea. "Why don't you give him a name, Wednesday? Just one that we can use before we go out and find his owners tomorrow."

Wednesday kept her stoic glare forward, causing you to pout. "Come on, look at this little face!" you said, turning the cat toward her and squishing its small cheeks. "This is the face of a cat that wants to be properly addressed."

Wednesday did not want pets. But she couldn't resist you.

"Poe," Wednesday said finally. "After Edgar Allen Poe."

You grinned at her. "I think it suits him."

You floated away then, Poe in hand, to introduce him to Thing. The two did not get along at first, with Thing being slightly afraid, slightly jealous. But, within minutes, Poe was chasing him around, playing a lighthearted game of tag. Wednesday watched as you sat on the floor, playing referee to the game, smiling all the while. She crossed her arms over her chest, determined not to enjoy the sight, but even she had to admit — the cat was kind of cute. Or maybe it was how much you liked the cat that was cute.

The next day, you went out about the neighborhood, knocking on doors, asking around, and putting up flyers that Thing had helped you make. No one claimed the cat, and no one rang your line to claim him. You had to negotiate with Wednesday to let Poe stay another day. Then another, and then another. No one asked after the cat.

Four days later you were on the couch, reading and drinking coffee, the cat curled into your side. Wednesday came and sat next to you, eyeing the cat carefully. "They've been known to eat their owners after they die," she said.

"That's only if they're starving," you replied without a beat. "Dogs could do the same thing. Or humans."

"Don't get so morbid with me — I'm not in the mood for romance." she said.

Poe suddenly stood, crawling away from his perch next to you and found his next interest in Wednesday, brushing his cheek against her black sweater. She looked down at him with disdain. "This won't work out for you."

You just chuckled to yourself. "You're communicating with him. It's the first step."

Wednesday looked up, alarmed. "First step to what?"

You just got up to refill your coffee mug, humming as you did so.

The days dragged on and Poe became a fixture in yours and Wednesday's house. More than once you had woken up to find him curled at the foot of your bed, purring softly as he slept.

And Wednesday was, against her own will, warming up to Poe. You'd catch her mindlessly petting his head when she thought you weren't looking. She'd even slip him treats secretly just to gain his favor.

Within a week, you were nearly convinced that Wednesday loved Poe just as much as you did. So you had to put it to the test.

One day you walked into the living room, where Wednesday was sat writing her novel, Poe curled at her feet. You sighed sadly. "Wednesday, I've been thinking, and you're right — we can't take care of a pet. I think it's time we take Poe to a shelter, don't you think?"

Wednesday turned, eyes wide. You blinked. "Do you disagree?"

Wordlessly, Wednesday bent down and scooped Poe up, holding him tightly to her chest. "He stays."

You just smiled in satisfaction, nodding once. You sat down next to her, petting Poe softly. "How could I have seen that coming?"

#wednesday addams x reader #wednesday addams fanfiction #wednesday addams fic #wednesday #wednesday addams #wednesday netflix

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ririchanva · 4 days ago

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Chapter Nineteen: A Glitch In Time

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Chapter Warning: Time-Reality bending shenanigans. Spoilers for Miraculous London (slightly) along with a sprinkle of cameos from other Zag Cartoonz. Some political stuff, past talk of domestic abuse and family drama.

A/n: It...*looks back at calender* has been 8 months? Is that how long since the last chapter? Holy canole...that is long. Anywyas, er, so...the reason I didn't update for so long is because I let MHA manga finish itself and had to wait until Season 5 was truly over along with the London Special. I wanted to see how much of my plans have to be rewritten and double check considering a lot has happened. That, and real life stuff happens so I had to focus on work and keeping up my social life xD But now it is the new year, and I AM HOPEFUL I can be a bit more active in this story. So, just to note a few things:

I have seen spoilers for Season 6 of Miraculous. My opinion on it? It won't change the story too much so I'm thankful for that.

London Special will be mentioned in this chapter, but the London Special for this story will be different from Canon so yeah, ALSO thankful for that (and that particular special WILL be in London)

About Lila and her identities...yeah, those are out the window. She is Lila Rossi in this story. Not...whatever identity she is currently.

I am spoilt on the MHA manga ending. ALSO won't change much of what I have planned already, so that's good.

That's pretty much it. So without further ado, let's get on with the chapter~!

Nathaniel tilted his head as he entered Momo’s room, observing the scene before him. Gathering his thoughts for a moment, cyan coloured eyes then looked at the flustered and shocked face of the Japanese girl and a new floating creature right next to her. He just wanted to check on Momo and ask if she was alright…but apparently something happened in the span of an hour or so since he, Alix and Marc were gone from her room.

“So…wanna explain this?”

Momo bit her lower lip with an unsure look, looking at the new being as she helplessly shrugged, “I…I am not sure myself?”

“As I have told you before, Princess Momo, I am here to guide you into being my new mistress and be a heroine~” A swan looking Kwami spoke, ruffling her feathers for a moment with a coo, “My name is Detty, the kwami of Wind.”

“How did you even get here?” Nathaniel asked while walking closer, Duusu now popping out from his jacket and observing the new Kwami.

“Naturally, I felt Princess Momo’s presence, so I ended up following that feeling and it lead me to her.” Detty explained as they then looked over at Duusu and eyes widened, “Oho~? Another just like me? How interesting~”

Duusu cooed in happiness as she reached out to hug the other being, and giggled, “Oh wow~! You are so cuuuuute~ Another friend to join our big growing family~”

Nathaniel watched them with a frown before glancing at Momo with a raised brow. He mouthed the word ‘princess?’ with an inquisitive look, but the girl just looked sheepish while holding what seems to be a Miracle Box and a black and white pearl broach shaped in wings and a crown inside. The red head sat on the edge of the bed and picked up the trinket, observing it.

“So, from what I am understanding, you just happen to have sensed Momo as your holder?” He asked curiously as he glanced over at the Swan Kwami, “Are you sure that maybe someone else might’ve dropped you off here instead?”

“You think that someone maybe snuck Detty in here when I wasn’t looking?”

Nathaniel nodded to Momo’s reply, “It’s possible. Although coming to a hospital that has high security, thanks to the heroes coming in and out of here, is pretty risky business. It is shocking that there was not one staff noticing anyone coming in and out of your room. Even if they were to come in by your window, someone was bound to see something.”

Momo frowned, now looking troubled, “This is serious news. If anyone walks in while I was unconscious without notice—“

“I can look into it for you,” Nathaniel interrupted before he looked at the window and blinked when he saw the Ghost Force flying past them and disappearing, then sighed, “I’m going to assume that there’s gonna be more things going on today, so I think for now, I better see what’s up.”

“Let me know what’s going on, alright?” Momo spoke up softly as Nathaniel handed the broach back to her, “I don’t like being helpless.”

“Hey, none of that.” Nathaniel stopped her as he patted her hand resting on the bed, smiling softly, “You are recovering. You were crucial help during the fight against the villains, not to mention you assisted taking down the majority of Nomus that came to New York. Give yourself some credit, Momo.”

The dark haired girl felt her cheeks flush for a moment, then smiled weakly, “…Thank you, Nath-kun.”

The red head nodded, and once he deemed Momo okay to be left alone once more, he stepped out of the room. Just in time to almost bump into Adrien and Marinette…along with some newcomers that he’s never seen before.

“Nath?” Adrien spoke up first, looking surprised.

“Er, friends of yours?” Nathaniel nodded to the four strangers behind him with high feelings of apprehension, “And where have you and Marinette been?”

“It’s a long story,” Marinette let out an exasperated sound, but then heard footsteps behind her and was surprised to see Kagami and Kirishima coming their way…and there was something floating on the red head’s shoulder, “…buuuut first, Eijiro?”

The guy smiled with slight embarrassment as he looked over at the Kwami near him and then laughed weakly, “Long story…”

“Seems everyone has long stories to tell,” Nathaniel snorted with a quirk of his brow then let out a tired breath, already feeling heat pooling behind his eyes as he pinched the bridge of his nose, Duusu flying over to Nepp and cooing, “Alright. Let’s take this somewhere private?”

“And with a lot of room.” Adrien pointed out, “Because I think everyone needs to hear about this…”

Bakugo felt his eye twitch, staring at all the teens in the room, including faces that he’s never seen before.

“…What the hell are even more extras doing in here?”

“Well, technically your room is the biggest out of everyone here. It fits all of us, plus, it seems sound proof enough for no one else to hear what we’re about to reveal. Not to mention no nurses want to come in here too often because of your angry demeanour~” Andy pointed out cheekily before looking at the four newcomers, “Anyways, go ahead and introduce yourselves for everyone.”

Grady was the first to start, as he coughed, “M-My name is Grady Kasenti. I am the son of Nolan Kasenti, the CEO of KassKorp Tech, and in secret…I am the holder of the Angel Miraculous and the hero: Seraph.”

Kagami noticed something of him then softened, “…We have met before.”

Grady glanced over to where he heard her voice and then smiled, “…Kagami-san. You sound a lot different than I remember…more warmer.”

“You have grown since I have last seen you. Your father has told us that…you died of an illness that had to do with your blindness.”

A snort came from the dark haired male, “Ah, is that the cover story he went with? That’s boring.”

Kagami looked at him in sadness, making Eijiro look worriedly at her.

“Tell me, Kagami-san, how is your mother these days? I know that both our parents are competitors, but I do share sympathetic admiration to her considering we are alike with…our conditions.” Grady asked casually, although when he heard the tiny sound of distraught coming from her, then tilted his head, “…Did I say something out of the ordinary?”

“Mother was…taken. Taken by some bad people,” Kagami managed to say, despite the red head next to her wanting to speak up, but she held his hand to signal that she can handle this, “I do not know who they are, but I am going to find them and rescue my mother.”

Grady was silent for a moment before speaking up seriously, “And you never thought the possible suspect of your mother’s kidnapping might be my father?”

Marinette gasped, “How can you say that?”

“Is that possible?” Shinso immediately asked, ignoring how Marinette looked absolutely gobsmacked at the idea of a parent being that awful.

But as she thought about it some more, Gabriel was like that to Adrien—

“I wouldn’t put it past him, really.” Grady shrugged, as Kagami looked like she was almost considering his words, “Nolan Kasenti is a ‘whatever it takes’ kind of man. For wealth, for power…Always has been, even when my mother was alive and before I was even born.”

“Sounds like Gabriel,” Nino grumbled, but yelped when Sabrina nudged him, “Ow!”

“Gabriel Agreste, right?” Grady asked, blinking his tired, faded eyes, “The fashion mogul?”

Adrien tried not to wince at the name, but his face couldn’t control how he grimaced.

“…Yes.” He managed to answer, even when Marinette looked at him in sympathy.

Deciding it was time to introduce another person, the one in green raised a hand up and began to sign with his hands. Although not everyone could understand, Adrien had to raise a hand to the male and sign to him quietly, before then pulling out what seems to be a small tablet. Smiling, the dark skinned male took the tablet and began typing, a robotic male voice speaking through it.

“Greetings. My name is Sam Spancer. I’m just an ordinary kid who loves basketball that happens to be roped into this Miraculous business by my best friend, Grady. My Kwami, Yunni, is part of my Miraculous, the Unicorn. And with it, I become the hero, Greenhorn.”

Alix, seeing the hearing aids in his ears, then mouthed clear to his face for him to see before pointing to her ear with a concerned look, “Is your aids not working?“

Sam looked distraught as he then tapped on the tablet quickly as the automated voice spoke once more. “Somehow since coming back, the sounds emitted to me are warped. I think it is broken?”

“We can have Melissa fix it for you. I am sure she can have it good again.” Izuku spoke this time, sitting up from his bed.

“Wait, can’t he talk?” Shoto asked curiously, looking to Sam as he asked, “Is your voice broken too?”

“Hey, man…” Kirishima started with a frown, and Shoto looked at him in confusion, “That’s not cool to ask.”

Adrien saw that Sam signed something as the blond then hummed.

“Sam said that he’s scared to speak because he thinks his voice might sound weird if he tries…apparently kids in his old school made fun of him for it.”

Marinette then looked to the remaining newcomers and breathed out, “Go ahead, girls.”

The pink haired girl let out a silent sigh, as she too started signing, and Bakugo raised a brow.

“…Is she also hard of hearing?”

The girl snapped her head towards him and glared, before patting over her neck and Marinette gasped.

“Oh. You can’t speak?”

The girl shook her head before Grady spoke up for her.

“Natalia Richenbach. We call her Nat. Her grandfather was a leading scientist that handled Paranormal Activity and has done many Nobel Prize winning research for it,” He explained but suddenly looked solemn, “The reason that she is mute is due to a poltergeist attack that happened many years before we met.”

“A…poltergeist attack?” Fei asked.

“It’s not my story to tell.” Grady said in finality, and everyone agreed not to ask anymore.

Finally, the last girl smiled weakly as she stood up.

“My name is Mariposa Sereno. Originally from Rio de Janeiro, but I moved to New York with my mum after her divorce, and have been living here since. I have a little sister, who I haven’t seen in a long time—” She paused when she saw Grady making a hand gesture and nodded, “—Sorry, sorry. Rambling. A-anyways, I…am the holder of the Butterfly Miraculous with my kwami, Letta. Together, we become Lady Butterfly…a-and I was best friends with the previous Pixie Girl.”

“C-can you tell us more about her?” Holly spoke up with a strain in her voice, and Marinette softened with the knowledge that the blonde American was still feeling upset about the whole thing.

“Diana Watson. She…she was an amazing girl,” Mariposa smiled softly, as she then felt herself tear up, “S-she was someone that loved to help people in need, even if it’s not a major magical bad guy trying to destroy New York or some sort of Troll invasion…no, she even helped normal civilians out when big heroes couldn’t be bothered. She was…”

“Miraculous,” Marinette helpfully finished with a kind smile, and Mariposa laughed quietly.

“Yeah. But this was even before she became Pixie Girl. She was just…an everyday hero.”

Everyone was quiet for a moment before Mariposa continued.

“A-anyways, the story of how she got Florra and became Pixie Girl…well, it’s nothing exciting. Just some monk handing her the Pixie Miraculous and telling her she was going to be a great hero, even more so than she was then.”

“Just like that?” Nathaniel scoffed, “It couldn’t have been that easy?”

Adrien hummed a little, “I dunno…the way Master Fu said that he picked me and Marinette as Chat Noir and Ladybug was basically testing us randomly and then…ah…”

He saw the deadpanned looks on some of his friends and smiled sheepishly, then made a zipping motion across his mouth and shuts up.

Marinette gestured Mariposa to continue on.

“I think she was sought after by some group? She said that they were going to make her a Celestial Guardian, or something like that…and she was given a few Miraculous to guard. That’s how she gave me one. Which, I was surprised at….”

“This is where we came in,” Grady spoke up as he laced his fingers together, resting his hands over his lap, “Miss Diana chose myself, Sam and Natto be part of her Miraculous team, despite us being so young at the time. Miss Diana told us we were specifically chosen carefully. Apparently the group wanted to start training children into being warriors for some upcoming war they were predicting.”

“I wonder…” Shinso hummed, tapping at his chin, “What did this group look like? Were they monks?”

“Diana didn’t say. She kinda kept hush hush about a few things…said that she had a Master that told her to not reveal everything. Whenever I tried asking her and raising my concerns about stuff, she would shut me down or change subject. Not to mention she also ran off a lot on her own, almost lasting for days on end. It got to the point where she cut friends off, skipping school and worried her family.”

Adrien and Marinette looked at each other for a moment, before Marinette spoke up.

“Imagine if I would’ve ended up like that and Master Fu was gone…”

“But you didn’t.” Adrien pointed out with a small smile, “You have me. You have Izuku, Katsuki…and the rest of us backing you up. And Master Fu is still here, so you aren’t alone.”

Marinette felt better with those words. Although what if…?

“Then…Mama Witch happened.” Mariposa looked away, making her three companions stiffen.

Aster narrowed his eyes, “Oh, we are very familiar with her.”

This time, Grady spoke up, “We were investigating a case of missing children and there were magical forces at play. When we found out that Mama Witch was a prime suspect, we tried to ambush her…”

Sam looked grim as he signed something and Adrien winced.

“You were ambushed instead?” The former model answered, and Sam nodded.

“Thus how we ended up underground.” Grady spoke forlornly with a sigh, “I believe before I was brought to my sort of doom at the time, Pixie Girl then was grabbing what remaining Miraculous she had and fled the scene. While one would think it was cowardice on her part, leaving us there under Mama Witch’s curse…it was something we planned ahead of time if things were to go sideways.”

“…But wait, you said she was holding various Miraculous?” Holly pointed out with a frown, “But she didn’t have anymore other than passing me Florra and the Pixie Miraculous to me before—?”

“She might’ve hidden some,” Felix theorised, then glanced over at Kirishima petting Nepp in his hands gently, “Which explains Eijiro’s story of how Nepp found him.”

“There’s something that still bothers me,” Liv spoke up this time, as she looked to Grady, “You said before that your father had something to do with you being buried?”

“Ah, I was wondering which one of you would point that one out,” Grady grinned almost sarcastically before he then chuckled, “My father knows about everything about the many Miraculous and much of it’s origins and lore. In total fact, there happens to be a society that are looking for them. He’s part of that cult, by the way, and has dabbled into partnering people like Mama Witch.“

“And how do you know all this?” Mike asked this time, and Grady hummed.

“Because I once snuck into his studies and saw all the notes about hunting down Miraculous and some information about the Temple of Celestial Guardians. I wanted to steal them, but my father had placed quite the high security on them since catching me in that study that time.”

Andy raised a brow, “So…does he know you’re…?”

Grady shook his head, “Heavens no. If that were the case, I would’ve been trapped in his labs long ago.”

Adrien looked thoughtful for a moment, catching Felix’s attention but decided to not say anything for now.

“Can’t believe that Kirishima has a Miraculous of his own,” Shoto spoke up out of the blue, looking at red head with his new Kwami, “Not to mention how he and Kagami-san had a run in with who is supposed to be the New Hawkmoth…”

“Unexpected, but now we know that Gabriel Agreste is no longer in the picture,” Shinso said calmly, even when glancing over at a conflicted Adrien and sighed, looking at Izuku, “But to use Tomoe Tsurugi?”

“I know what you’re thinking, Shin-kun. And yes, I believe this new Hawkmoth is currently watching us and possibly using Kagami’s mother as some sort of bait. Perhaps even trying to lure Kagami out herself…”

“Here’s something we might have to consider since it seems none of you are saying it,” Bakugo spoke up once more, as his eyes turned to Kagami, “What are the chances that your mother might be working for this new villain?”

Kagami felt herself grow angry, standing up with a growl, “My mother would never work for evil! She has honour and values of justice! While she disciplines me harshly in the eyes of many and seems cold-hearted, she is still my family and she has her morals!”

Izuku stepped in between them as he waved his hands, trying to calm them down, “Easy, easy! Not that Kacchan is wrong, but it is just a theory. No one is saying all that…”

“Unless she’s mind-controlled~?” Lila suggested with a shrug, “Or maybe this new Hawkmoth is offering Kagami’s mom something she can’t refuse. You can’t expect me to believe a powerful woman like her won’t think of using the villain for her own gain? I mean, Gabriel and his assistant did it in a way, right~?”

Kagami gaped at her for a moment, and Kirishima was quick to pull her back down to sit next to him in case the Rooster holder decided to throttle Lila. Adrien shifted in place at the mention of Gabriel and Nathalie, and Marinette had to touch his hand in comfort.

Feeling she needs to cool off, Kagami stood up to leave the room, and even gave a silent hand up towards Eijiro as to stop him from following her. The red head looked hurt, but understood, as he stayed where he was when the girl left the room.

Awkwardly, Nathaniel then spoke up, “Momo has a Miraculous of her own too.”

Everyone snapped their heads towards him and Marinette gaped at him.

“S-since when?”

“Since today. When I went to check on her,” The Peacock holder explained as Duusu appeared on his shoulder, “Someone left a Miracle Box to her while she was resting. But according to the Kwami inside of it, apparently they magically just knew Momo was their new holder and appeared to her like magic.”

“You really think someone left a Miracle Box to Momo?” Marc asked out loud, as Nathaniel hummed.

“Might also be the same person that might’ve been involved in Eijiro getting a Miraculous too. There is no way that it’s coincidence that the very two people that are training as Guardians get their own Miraculous?”

“So maybe…” Sabrina looked to Deku, Bakugo and Shoto, “You guys might be next?”

Bakugo snorted, while both Deku and Shoto almost considered the thought.

“Well…it’s not that far off?” The green haired male said slowly, tapping his chin.

“Is this something that you’ve seen as a possible outcome when you were Usadori?” Shoto asked, but then frowned when Deku shook his head.

“I’m afraid not. But this is a good thing,” Izuku grinned a little, “This way, the less we know, the more the enemies don’t know much either.”

“Are we still talking about what Sir Nighteye said before? About being watched? A possible spy among us?” Nino asked quietly in between them.

Shinso heard this and both he and Izuku looked at each other with weird looks, the brain-washer frowning while Izuku’s eyes were wide and lips were thinly tight. Which also worried Nino himself as he tired to figure out why they were looking so…scared.

“This would mean that we have to be careful in what we say. Even if I do trust you all, there’s no telling who is listening in,” Marinette said finally, and Grady had to tilt his head.

“I thought I’d ask this, but…a-are you the lead Guardian for everyone here?”

“Actually, there are seven of us,” Izuku interrupted before the pig-tailed girl could say anything, smiling, “Although we are in training under Master Fu until we are deemed ready. Buuuuut even then, we are all figuring out how to not erase all of Master Fu’s memories once he relinquish Guardianship to us.”

This caused Mariposa to frown, “Is this….Master Fu, also a monk?”

“Yes.” Marinette said before Mariposa hummed.

“I wonder if it would be the same monk, or a different one…”

“Doubt it. Master Fu would’ve mentioned you all if he was.”

“Master is like, hundreds of years old, isn’t he?” Chloe pointed out, “You think he’d have a good memory of everything?”

“…” A curious look came upon Fei’s face, “I understand how Master Fu is still living for this long…but how old is Miss Marianne?”

Adrien and Marinette both looked at each other with twin confused looks, before looking back at Fei. What was she implying?

Suddenly, the door opened and all the teens looked over to see a tired and sad looking Amelie along with a stone-faced Aizawa.

Fei stood, not seeing Sir Nighteye anywhere, “W-where is Baba? What happened with the search?”

“Nighteye went to report to All Might and Victory of our findings…but before that,” Aizawa then turned to see the four newcomers and narrowed his eyes, “These kids are…?”

“Long story short, they are Miraculous heroes we found.” Rody gestured before he then looked concerned at the not so cheerful Amelie, “Did…something happen?”

The woman looked at the kids for a moment, but as her eyes landed on Marinette, she felt herself sob. Adrien and Felix were alert and rushed over to their mom, hugging her and asking what was wrong. Aizawa placed a hand over his eyes as he then tried to calm the wave of a migraine forming.

“I am so sorry. I wished…I wished I saved her…” Amelie lamented, “But i-it happened all too fast…”

“Saved who?” Rose asked in concern, as Marinette watched silently with bated breath.

“B-Bridgette…she found us and…she was gone. And I believe Onez suffered the same fate…”

Marinette and Nino gasped, and Chloe looked appalled.

“Then who’s protecting Paris if they’re gone?!”

It was then that Izuku reached for the remote and switched on the TV, his eyes narrowed as he watched the news come on. A woman with curly auburn brown hair and in a three-pinned suit was seen on screen talking, and Sam suddenly was making some noises and signing rapidly. Adrien looked concerned since Sam’s signing didn’t make sense, but then his eyes soon locked on the screen and saw the name of the reporteron the very corner of the TV screen.

Alice Spancer.

Adrien was quick to sign in front of Sam, “Is she your relative?“

Sam was nodding his head, happy tears in his eyes as he then signed back, “That’s my older sister. I can’t believe she made it! It has been her life-long dream to be a New York Reporter!“

“Alice Spancer here, covering the news on emergency foreign affairs~! We have gotten word from Paris that the city is apparently gone rampant with not just Akumas and Nomus, but a ton of meta-related crimes and villains coming out of the shadows. And with the supposedly beloved heroes, Ladybug and Tech-K10 gone, it seems that the City of Love is turned into a City of Chaos, and will soon spread all over France, according to some sources saying so~”

Marinette felt her heart crumble at the sight of the television, on how there was so much destruction, and she almost let out a cry of despair at seeing a broken down Boulangerie Patisserie…her home.

“Oh no…” Rose let out with a gasp, both Juleka and Shinso were quick to hold her hands.

The female reporter hummed as she looked down at her paper.

“Although all seems lost, a new hero stepped into the fray~”

This got everyone’s attention as the screen soon panned to a mystery figure, showing it to be a curvaceous and slightly mocha brown skinned female with striking reddish brown hair that had the tips a sunset orange. Marinette had to squint at the sight of this mystery heroine.

Something about her seems familiar.

“She calls herself the Titan Heroine: Themis, and she indeed lives up to her name~! Let’s go to our Parisian reporter, Clara Contard, who is live on the scene to give us the scoop~”

“Is she a Miraculous holder? Or a legit hero with a quirk?” Adrien breathed out questionably as the screen now showed a blonde haired woman standing next to the young heroine.

“Thank you, Alice. Yes, indeed we were ALL disappointed that our dynamic Miraculous duo, Ladybug and her sidekick: Tech-K10, were not able to save our city from the tyranny of these disasters. We did have word of Ladybug and some other heroes being in New York, aiding those from that country from utter devastation. However, it was a good thing this new rising heroine had graced her presence of justice and managed to take down ALL the creatures that appeared and arrest various villains. Not to mention, she pioneered into gathering all the citizens of Paris and getting them to safety.”

Clara soon turned to the young woman that was waving to the side of the camera before drawing back her attention to the blonde reporter.

“Themis, I have to ask…where did you come from? What drove you to save Paris?”

The blindfolded heroine adorned in armour looked to Clara and then gave a warm smile. Taking the microphone gently, she then looked to the camera and spoke strongly.

“At one point in my life, I used to look up to Ladybug.“

Marinette let out a choked gasp as her heart constricted. That voice…

“O-oh?” Clara looked awkward since her microphone was taken all of a sudden, and smiled sheepishly, “You did? Is that what inspired you to be a heroine—?”

“It should. But no,” Themis shook her head when she glanced at Clara with a chuckle, “No, no…like all of the Parisians in this city, I too, was let down by her and Chat Noir.”

Adrien looked over to Marinette and saw how she was gripping the front of her shirt, her eyes glued while chewing on her lower lip nervously. Shinso saw this as well, and he couldn’t help but give Deku a look, the green haired hero moving closer to Marinette to touch her arm with concern.

Clara looked surprised for a moment, before Themis looked to the camera again with a serious tone.

“Paris…Ladybug has abandoned us.”

“What?!” Nino stood with a yell, looking miffed as everyone else in the room looked appalled.

Themis then continued, “She easily drops allies in the drop of a hat when it suits her. Rena Rouge. Carapace. Even that so-called Horse Hero, Kirin. Where have all those heroes gone? Why was it easy to replace Chat Noir, who she claims so ever proudly to be her partner and equal?”

Pictures of Kurogane, Dyna-Cat, Cat Walker and Tech-K10 were plastered on the screen next to her.

“And now she leaves her home, the very city she’s sworn to protect, for the likes of the United States which has MANY heroes of their own to solve their own battles and villains? This including big heroes like Majestia, Star and Stripe…All Might?”

Pictures of All Might were seen around Paris, and even some looks of Hawks also being shown along with Eraserhead and Amelie jumping from building to building and fighting against Mayura.

“Why, Ladybug? Why have you deserted the people you promised to save? Why did you let the likes of Hawkmoth run rampant to terrorize the citizens each and every day? Do you enjoy watching them suffer? Just for your benefit of fame? For the glory of being the only competent heroine? How selfish.”

Even Bakugo had to sit next to Marinette with a frown when she started hyperventilating, Izuku wrapping his arms around her and rubbing her back.

“She’s really stating things out of context for her own narrative.” Nathaniel said with annoyance, not liking how Themis was painting Ladybug like some corrupted hero, then huffed, “Who does she think she is?!“

“Why is Daddy letting this witch talk like that?!” Chloe argued as she was already reaching for her phone, but then blinked when the screen changed to show Mayor Bourgeois on screen, “D-Daddy?”

“Even the very Mayor of Paris allows his people to be akumatized daily, and has been shown to have horrid practices and shady schemes the same way her daughter, Chloe Bourgeois, does. A spoiled brat who also caused the many akumatizations in her peers and many other innocent people.“

Clara looked horrified for a moment, and coughed as she then calmed herself, “I-I see—”

Themis held a finger up, and pursed her lips.

“Which is why, I am happy to announce that the Mayor has been impeached and removed from office.”

Chloe dropped her phone in shock, as Sabrina was quick to pick it back up and Shoto was also quick to catch Chloe before she fell to her knees.

“W-what did you say?? The Mayor—?“

“You heard me right, Mlle. Contard. Thanks to the good people of the French Parliament, we have found a NEW elected Mayor of Paris. Someone that will do right by the people and keep them safe~!”

“C-can they do that? Is that allowed?” Andy asked unsurely, but all the Parisian teens stayed quiet as the kept watching the screen.

A scared looking André Bourgeois was seen now being kicked out from his office by a satisfied Officer Roger Raincomprix, and a new person stepped into the room. Everyone in the hospital room gasped as on screen was—

“I-It can’t be…” Adrien let out with a cry, as Felix narrowed his eyes.

“I thought he was fried and takenby that Dabi fellow?”

Amelie almost looked like she wanted to rip the TV off the wall as Aizawa looked pressed.

Gabriel Agreste stood proudly next to Themis, who was handing the microphone to him. He looked different from the last time they saw him. He…didn’t look like he was burnt by Dabi at all. His hair was also a lot more whiter than his platinum blonde in the past.He was dressed neatly, wearing a white high collar dress shirt underneath a white vest with a white zipper and a white dress jacket, without buttons, along with a white tie, along with a white dress pants and a pair of white dress shoes. Plus, he wore white gloves on his hands, and his glasses were new, being rectangular lenses with a white frame.

He smiled kindly at the camera as he spoke with a softer tone, which made the Graham de Vanily’s shudder visibly.

“My dear viewers, I am truly honoured that many of you sought me to be a candidate to oversee Paris and lead our great city. Although I do not have much political experience and have only been familiar with the fashion world and business side of things, I am confident that I can help the people feel safe and at home of their city once more.“

“Don’t they know who he is!? HE WAS HAWKMOTH!” Nino yelled once again in disbelief, making Aurore, Mirelle and Socqueline look at him in shock at the news, “WHY ARE THEY TREATING HIM LIKE THEY DON’T KNOW—“

“Because it was never announced publicly,” Aizawa looked regretful about that, “There are only a few people that know about Gabriel being Hawkmoth, but it’s not that hard to piece it together when Nathalie Sancoeur was leaked to be Mayura.”

“So are people just…stupid?!” Chloe managed to snap out of it before she then started pulling at her hair, “How could they let this monster be Mayor?! And to kick out my father?!”

Lila snorted, “Is that a serious question?”

Izuku looked at her imploringly but then saw Gabriel talking once more.

“Unlike Monsieur Bourgeois, I will not be careless nor will I abuse my newfound position. I am willing to listen to the people, and make it my life mission to keep not just Paris, but extending to all of France as a free and independent country. Starting with accepting META-HUMAN SOCIETY~!”

This caused a lot of whispers in the background from citizens that happen to be around the camera crew, including a concerned looking Clara looking at Gabriel as if he had lost his mind.

“There is no way that the Union in the Europe division is going to accept this. Especially with how they tend to go head to head with the U.S. and Japan on the meta-human matter,” Amelie scoffed.

However, she then blinked when the screen was showing two people at each of his sides, making Chloe once more let out a shriek and Kirishima felt glad that Kagami was out of the room for this.

“And I shall not be doing so alone.”

Standing tall and proud, was a smirking Audrey Bourgeois and a calm and collected looking Tomoe Tsurugi.

“Well, that answers my question.” Bakugo grumbled, and he saw Kirishima rushing out of the room frantically.

“W-wait, Mayor Agreste, I don’t understand…?“ Clara Contard spoke quietly as she shakily smiled, “T-There has never been a widely accepting country in all of Europe of m-meta humans! We try not to give in to the eighty percent of the populace of the world order, even if London had plans to—”

“And yet we allowed Ladybug and Chat Noir to be gallivanting around with magic, which is not far from “quirks” as you have called them,” Tomoe spoke confidently, just in time as soon as Kirishima and Kagami came back into the room, “It is time to make a change. Tsurugi Industries supports Gabriel Agreste’s cause to become united in solidarity, to be equals. To not see those like Ladybug and Chat Noir as Gods. It is time for those that are different, those that deem not normal, to come out of the shadows. To not fear and to be liberated from thier shackles of oppression and discrimination~!”

“Mother…” Kagami breathed out, and Kirishima held her hand tightly.

It wasn’t until Nadja Chamack came in her own screen, looking appalled.

“Are you saying we are now going to be the ever first country in Europe to open to Hero Society?”

Audrey stepped forward as she brushed her hair back, her sunglasses gleaming.

“Why of course~ If America and Japan are getting ahead of us in numbers, then what does that say about our country~? Ridiculous, I should say! We are not going to be weak!“

Nadja narrowed her eyes, “Are you not foremost an American citizen yourself?”

Audrey smirked, “My birthplace is France. And so, my loyalty is here…unlike some people.”

Themis took her turn to speak now as she then held up a red book that had a symbol on it.

“Ladybug has left a mess that she didn’t bother to clean up. It almost destroyed Paris. Heck, almost to all of France and could’ve gone beyond to other allied countries.”

Videos of the fight against Sombre Swift, along with many other past videos of Akumatized villains popping up and Nomus showing up left and right.

“And now, we have to make a stand! With the help of the new Mayor and his party, I shall be your new champion for France. If you will have me, of course. I can protect our people better than Ladybug ever could. And can even destroy all evil that comes our way!“

Clapping sounds could be heard in the background, and Clara Contard was sweating as the microphone is passed back to her. Themis, Gabriel, Tomoe and Audrey soon were walking off, bodyguards surrounding them as they were heading to some fancy cars.

“T-There you have it, folks. It seems the first order of business for Gabriel Agreste as new Mayor of Paris is to be the ever first in all of Europe to be open of quirked meta-humans integration into society. We shall know more when we get news from the Union soon…b-back to you, Alice.”

“Turn it off.”

Hearing Shoto’s gritted words, Izuku turned off the TV, everyone just deathly silent to wrap around what they just witnessed.

“…Well, we can now see that the so called cult we were looking for has made their move. And it seems they have the upper hand in publicity and social media,” Amelie looked to her phone as she then made a tsk sound, “I mean, it’s practically trending!”

“There’s already videos of people interviewing Monsieur Agreste,” Sabrina said slowly, scrolling on her phone as she looked at everyone, “Aren’t many of his business partners of his Anti-Quirk? Like the Graham de Vanily’s?”

“True…how is he going to keep them in his pockets with this announcement he just made,” Felix frowned, “There is no way Grandmother and Grandfather would side with him now…”

Chole nodded, “I even don’t understand why my mother is involved in this. She’s not really a superhero fanatic either…then again, she did fool around with one,” She said, reminded of Mister Plastic.

Kagami was quiet for the most part, still in shock seeing her mother was there alive and well as if she wasn’t kidnapped just weeks ago.

Aizawa went rigid when his phone started to ring, then sighed as he then pressed accept to the call and placed it on loud speaker, “I assume you heard the news, All Might?”

A worried sound came from the speaker of Aizawa’s phone, “Indeed. Camilla and I just finished listening in and I can assume that soon the United Nations are going to talk about this development…”

It was then Master Fu had stepped inside the room as well, having a serious look.

“I just came off the phone with Marianne. She has told me London has also made a statement…”

“Master?” Marinette questioned as she watched Master Fu holding up his phone, then passing it to her.

On the screen seems to be a message from Marianne, and in it, there was a link. Marinette felt a little nervous, but soon clicked on the link to reveal a video. Once it started to play, the screen soon showed five teenagers in dark costumes, almost looking like akumatized villains. One was dressed in all black, almost like a Chat Noir fitted suit but his face was fully covered, white lines shown near the edges of where his mouth should be. Next to him was a lady in red, almost taking on a devilish appearance with her horns and spade-tail swishing behind her. Behind them was a VERY LARGE dog like creature and right next to him was a grotesque mossy coloured being that looked a lot like a monster version of Carapace. And floating behind them was a wispy looking being in blue and white, almost looking like some sort of spectre.

“Katelyn Williams here, reporting for London News~!” She greeted cheerfully with her posh accent, “After the news from Paris, France and their announcement of a new hero; it was decided by the London Parliament that we too must introduce our own champions for our fair city~! Joining us today are the Moonlight Hunters!”

Everyone gathered around Marinette to watch the news that was shown on screen, all of them looking sort of worried. Who was this group, anyways?

“They’re pretty fast on creating a team after Paris announcing a new heroine,” Rody stated with a whistle, but Fei frowned in suspicion.

“Unless London has prepared beforehand and waited for the right time.”

“That’s also possible.” Amelie said, clearly upset about the whole thing as the video continued.

“So tell us more about yourselves and what is it you are planning to do to keep our city safe~”

The reporter held her microphone up to the first person in the group, their blood coloured glowing eyes looking at her then to the camera.

“I am Vampire, leader of Moonlight Hunters.” A Romanian male accent left the person, then gestured behind him, “Next to me are comrades. Devil. Wolf. Gargoyle. Ghost.”

“Not creative on the naming department…” Felix murmured sarcastically, looking miffed.

“It’s look like they are mimicking the dynamic of Ladybug, Chat Noir and the Team during Heroes Day,” Adrien pointed out as he then sighed, “They look like an edgy and cooler version of us…”

“Won’t take long before Themis and those supporting her do the same,” Izuku said quietly, his eyes focused on the teens on screen, “If Gabriel Agreste is correct and is planning on opening a Meta-Society to Paris, there’s a chance they’ll be recruiting young potential heroes…and even open a school for them.”

Bakugo grunted, “Great, more trouble for us…”

Sabrina gasped all of a sudden, alerting everyone.

“What’s wrong?” Shoto asked as Sabrina soon clicked her phone and turned up the volume.

In the video was Gabriel Agreste being stopped by another reporter, and the question they asked made everyone look tense.

“Mayor Agreste! Was this the reason why you seem to not be seen for the past few weeks? Because of your campaign to be running office?”

“Indeed. It was a suggestion from my party and those that were supporting me that I should “lay low” as the young ones say, until I was to be announced to take over the previous Mayor. Rest assured, that I shall do my upmost best to serve the people well.”

“Mayor Agreste, tell us about the rumours of your former secretary being a villainess that worked with Hawkmoth?“

Gabriel had a calm smile as he then placed a hand over his heart.

“I admit, I never saw it coming. Mlle. Sancoeur and I were good friends foremost before employer and employee. Thankfully, she is locked up along with Hawkmoth thanks to those heroes that came (illegally I might add!)”

Everyone let out surprised shouts and angered yells, their eyes wide when they saw a clip of Hawkmoth and Mayura being inside a jail cell, looking all gloomy.

“I…do hope Mlle. Sancoeur can get help. For she wasn’t always evil,” Gabriel said with a sorrowful tone, dramatically looking away as if he was hurt by all this, “Which is why Tsurugi Industries are finding programs that could rehabilitate Hawkmoth and Mayura into Liberated Individuals—”

“What a load of garbage!” Amelie yelled, as Aizawa had to calm her down, “Those dirty—”

Suddenly, Chloe’s phone rang and Shoto looked at it perplexed while Sabrina and Chloe were paling at the name on the screen.

Mom.

“W-why is your mom calling, Chloe?” Sabrina shakily asked as Chloe was unsure to answer or not.

Kagami’s phone also rang, and the girl narrowed her eyes at the screen revealing her Mom’s name and picture on it. Adrien also was shocked when his own phone rang and he looked down at the name on the screen, his face suddenly pale and hands shaking.

Père is calling…

Chloe took a breath and answered her phone, “…Mom?”

Both Adrien and Marinette whirled their heads towards Chloe, honestly wondering what the blonde was thinking.

“Cleo. I am coming to take you home along with your sister, Zara. Do not worry darlings, I have the best of the best to pick you up and take down those that kidnapped you.”

Was all that was said from Audrey and she hung up.

Chloe’s eyes widened, which caused Bakugo and Deku to stiffen.

Kagami threw the phone down and stepped on it hard, and growled.

“Mother might be tracking my phone, and Audrey Bourgeois must be doing so as well.”

Grady tilted his head as he stood up, “It won’t be long before we are found and taken away.”

Adrien felt the phone taken away from his hand as Bakugo exploded it and threw it up in the air, Izuku quick to use Black Whip to grab it and throw it out the window, the two then spoke at the same time.

“Then we go. Now.”

Marc was quick to call for Kaalki and transform into Star Stallion, creating a portal before he then blinked.

“Er, w-where are we going?”

“U.A.” Izuku told the Horse Hero and patted their shoulder, “I trust you remember where?”

Marc nodded, “Y-Yeah, I do…”

“Hurry up and go already!”

The angry blond was soon jumping into the portal, and Izuku followed behind him. One by one, everyone ran into the portal quickly, until Marinette, Adrien, Nathaniel, Master Fu, Amelie and Aizawa were the last ones.

“Wait! Momo is still in her room!” Adrien said in worry as Aizawa peeked out in the hallway, “We should go get her now!”

“We can handle it, Adrien,” Amelie assured her son as Aizawa was rushing out the room and Master Fu was also following behind him, “You, Nathaniel and Marinette go. You can find someone named Present Mic and he’ll help you all get into U.A. safely. Now go, I think we are running out of time.”

Sounds of yells and fighting was going on outside the room and the teenagers jumped in surprise. Nathaniel was soon calling for Duusu, transforming into Avarius and rushed out the door.

“Wait!” Marinette called but squeaked when Amelie pushed her and Adrien in the portal, watching it disappear before she sighed.

‘Okay. The children are safe…now for the hard part…’

As that was going on, Momo was in her room and indeed heard the noises outside her door. She felt Detty hiding in her shirt, causing the girl to look at her newfound Kwami in concern.

“What is the matter?”

“I can smell many bad auras outside…”

Momo frowned, pushing the blanket away to get off the bed, but blinked when she saw the door open. She was about to ready herself for a fight, but was relieved when she saw it was Avarius.

“Momo, are you okay?” Avarius asked softly, closing the door behind him, then brought a chair to block it after locking it

“What is going on?” She asked in concern, but yelped when she was suddenly picked up in his arms, “W-why—??”

“No time to explain, we’re being attacked.”

The two then looked up when a portal appeared before them, seeing Star Stallion pop his head out.

“I-I came to get you two, c’mon!”

Avarius nodded, gently bringing Momo into the portal, even when there was multiple banging on the door. Frowning, he soon placed Momo in Star Stallion’s arms, who was surprised and almost dropped her.

“A-Avarius? What are you doing?” The Japanese girl questioned when Avarius was pulling out his fan, pulling out a few feathers, “Don’t tell me—“

“I am going to help Master Fu, Monsieur Aizawa and Madame Amelie,” The Peacock holder responded seriously, glancing over at the two of them and then smiled weakly, “I will buy you guys some time. Just tell Alix that I’m sorry and I’ll get to you guys soon. Star, go take Momo and close the portal!”

“Natha—“

“CLOSE THE PORTAL NOW!”

Star Stallion yelped and soon closed the portal immediately, Avarius ignoring Momo’s cry of his name. Closing his eyes, he waited until the door was smashed open, then opened his eyes to expect his opponents.

…Only to be surprised that it was just one woman.

She had pale light grayish purple skin, vivd red eyes with dark purple sclera, dark purple lips, a pair of pince nez type glasses and her hair was slicked back with her red streak being more evident and vibrant. Her attire seemed straight from a jungle cruise, consisting of a dark purple turtleneck short-sleeved sweater, a camouflage hunting short-sleeved jacket and shorts, dark purple fingerless gloves and black knee high boots with laces at the front.

“…Who are you?”

The woman smirked, already bringing what seems to be crossbow.

“I am Safari, and I come to hunt down any Miraculous holders my way~!”

Avarius narrowed his eyes, but then grinned sharply as he threw his feathers in the air, then brought five tiny silver bells out from his coat and threw it to the ground. Watching the feathers embedded into the bells, they all suddenly transformed into sapphire coloured dogs, the creatures growling and forming a barrier to protect their master.

“I see you managed to control your Amoks.”

“Wait ’til you see them in action. Go, my Amok Hounds!”

“Aw man! I can’t believe I’m lost!”

A girl sighed as she scratched the top of her head, frowning. Garnet colored eyes darted around the street for a moment with a nervous look, chewing her lower lip in nervousness. She was supposed to find her new school, by herself, and now she felt regretful for not listening to her father about maybe having company to help for directions. Especially when her Japanese was still a bit rusty.

Fiddling with her rose colored sun-glasses and pushing back on top of her head, she was about to look into her app once more, until she felt a wind rush past her. Alert, the girl turned her head to the side to see some glowing portal inside an alleyway. Curiosity got the best of her, and soon approached the bright looking gateway, her lips pursed tightly with narrowed eyes.

Suddenly, explosions sounded as something flew above her head, and she almost fell back with a shout if not someone’s arms catching her from crashing on the ground.

“Wha—?”

“Are you alright, Miss?”

The girl blinked for a moment as she looked up at the voice of her ‘saviour’ and then felt her cheeks flush. Bright forest green eyes looked down at her for a moment in shock, the pupils almost reflecting the same shine as the portal behind them. Something about those eyes…it made the girl’s heart skip a beat.

“…Hi.” The girl supplied stupidly, feeling the boy straighten her up to stand, then looked behind him to see more people coming out of the portal and squeaked, “W-who are—?!”

“Ah, please, Miss! Do not be afraid!” The green haired boy with the shining eyes spoke up, waving his hands in front of him and stood in front of her, “M-My name is Izuku Midoriya, a-and I’m sorry you’re seeing something you shouldn’t, but my friends and I are heading to U.A. and—“

“Y-You said you were heading to U.A.? As in, the hero school?” The girl’s eyes shined as she then looked relieved, “Oh thank goodness! Maybe you can help me. My name is Peni Lane, I’m actually a transfer student from London!”

Felix looked alarmed for a moment before he squinted his eyes, looking at her carefully, “You…look familiar.”

Peni blinked for a moment, tilting her head, “Um, and you are?”

“Can you extras hurry the hell up?!?” The voice of Bakugo yelled as he was landing himself in front of the U.A. gates, hands on his hips and glaring over at them, “Or do you wanna waste time?”

“H-Hold on, Katsuki! Slow down!”

Marinette stepped forward but then looked at Peni for a moment and felt a weird sense of dejavu hitting her. But ignored it in favour of calming the now concerned looking girl.

“Um, sorry, we’re kinda in a rush, but we’re heading the same way. So you could follow us if you want. I’m Marinette.”

“Nice to meet you, Marinette,” Peni smiled shyly and Marinette couldn’t stop staring at her with a mix of trouble and confusion, “Er, you okay?”

Suddenly, Star Stallion jumped out of the portal he while holding onto Momo and immediately closed the portal.

“W-wait, Nath’s missing!” Alix looked around for a moment before looking at Marc, who de-transformed, “Where is he, Marc?”

Marc looked nervous at this, and glanced over at Momo, who looked upset.

“U-um…he stayed behind. He used Duusu and is helping the adults.”

“…What?” The pink haired skater looked furious at this, growling, “Why would—?”

“Hey, hey~! You the listeners Eraserhead told me to look out for~?”

Everyone looked up to see a very tall blond slick-back haired man in all black and amber sunglasses grinning at them, waving them over from the gates of U.A.

“That’s Present Mic. We should go.” Shinso told them as he was soon taking both Juleka and Rose’s hands before going towards the Voice Hero.

Everyone soon follow suit, but Alix remained where she was and Adrien noticed quickly.

“Alix…”

“I’m going to get Nath.”

“How?”

Alix looked back at the blond before lifting up what seems to be the Rabbit Miraculous and Adrien’s eyes widened.

“…Does Rose know you have that?”

Alix grinned, “I actually asked her to swap with me for a bit, but don’t worry, I’m just gonna help Nath and get him here.”

Adrien frowned, but then transformed into Chat Noir, “Then, let me come with you.”

With a nod, Alix clicked her Miraculous as she transformed into Bunnyx, then created a portal. Together, both teens rushed into the portal back to the NYC hospital and blinked when they saw what state it was in.

“Looks like a bomb went off in here,” Chat Noir noted as he glanced around, Bunnyx nodding.

“Let’s just find Nath and the adults so we can get out of here fast,” She stated but paused as she heard a noise, her arm going out in front of the cat hero to prevent from going any further, “Wait.”

Chat Noir followed her lead and. Kept himself quiet, holding up his baton at the ready for anything. The two pressed their backs against the wall, using the shadows as a cover to not be seen. It was then the two heard footsteps and were ready to attack when they spotted Nathaniel coming around the corner and he looked hurt. Bunnyx rushed over to catch him before he fell, and Chat Noir helped in bringing them to a random room, locking the door behind them.

“Nath, where are the adults?”

The red head looked towards Chat Noir and groaned, “They are trying to give Safari a chase while I escape. I had to de-transform because she apparently can track me as Avarius easily thanks to her akuma.”

“Safari?” Bunnyx questioned.

“An akumatized villain that seems to be looking for us. Not only that, but Audrey Bourgeois is already here with her security along with Tsurugi Industries and Gabriel Agreste’s party.”

“M-My father is here?” Chat felt panicked and Bunnyx placed a hand on his to calm him, and the feline hero soon moved into action, “Then we should leave. Now.”

Bunnyx nodded, already getting a portal open when she gasped as the door opened. Safari stood there smirking with what seems to be a crossbow.

“I have you now!”

Chat Noir was quick to push Nathaniel into the portal before she could see him, and soon picked up Bunnyx in his arms before activating his powers, “CATACLYSM!”

He quickly bent down to touch the ground, watching the floor crumble before he jumped into the time portal with Bunnyx, not seeing if Safari fell or backed off. Either way, she won’t be catching up to them since Bunnyx closed the portal in time. Once inside the burrows, Chat placed the rabbit heroine down before taking a breath, but not before seeing Nathaniel was quiet and looking at one burrow.

“Nath?”

Chat Noir saddled up right beside him and took a look at what his friend was staring at, then his eyes widened. It was Paris, but it was submerged into water as there was a white suited cat hero sitting by himself at the top of the Eiffel Tower, humming hauntingly.

“♪~Little Kitty on the rooftop, no longer with his Lady~♬”

It was then the two boys spotted a cold pale looking Ladybug in his arms, unmoving.

Chat Noir then tilted his head when he spotted another burrow and walked over to it, Nathaniel also snapping out of his reverie. The blond cat hero then gasped as he saw Bugnoir, knowing that Marinette somehow is using the Cat and Ladybug at the same time, and fighting what seems to be a messed up version of Hawkmoth…at least, that’s what he looked like, and wearing rings with the same symbols as the other seventeen Miraculous. The boys looked at each other before they saw how this villain, Monarch, turned into Gabriel Agreste and saw Marinette’s lips moving as she transformed back as herself.

“…I suppose something happened to you, thus why it seems that you’re not here in this battle…”

Chat Noir didn’t answer the red head as he continued to watch the scene, gulping when seeing Gabriel succeeding in getting Tikki and Plagg, and summoning—

“Guys, let’s get back to the others,” Bunnyx told them, snapping them out of their trance.

Nathaniel nodded, even grabbing Chat Noir’s wrist and tugging it gently, “C’mon…”

Chat Noir was quiet, but the trio walked into a portal that led inside U.A. and thankfully bumped into Marinette and Izuku, who were waiting for them.

Marinette was the first approach, hugging Adrien once he de-transformed and noticed how frozen he looked, “Are…you okay?”

“Adrien saw Chat Blanc...and we saw Gabriel Agreste summoning Gimmi.”

Izuku’s eyes widened at Bunnyx’s words and almost held his breath, heart constricted. He watched Adrien’s expression, and he knew the blond saw something he shouldn’t have. Marinette looked confused for a moment and Nathaniel…well, he also looked spooked out.

Alix de-transformed, and spoke again, “The only reason I know about it, is because Rose told me to watch out for that in case…”

“What do you mean?” Izuku asked before she looked to him.

The skater raised a brow, hands on her hips, “She told me that you told her that there have been entities trying to come into this world.”

Marinette whirled around to face him, almost looking livid, “You did???”

“One was a Chat Blanc, yes. Mostly because while I was training with Fu at the time, I accidentally let him spot me,” Izuku explained while rubbing the side of his neck, “But there’s also another that’s trying to get over to this side too. Thing is, I thought it was that Chat Blanc…but thinking about it now, it just might be another Rabbit Hero…”

Marinette looked like she wanted to say more, but she sighed and shook her head.

“Where are the others?”

Izuku was glad that Nathaniel changed the subject, but then nodded his head towards the school.

“They’re all inside. And…everyone is getting acquainted. So c’mon, I’d like for you to meet them.”

Alix, Adrien and Nathaniel followed Izuku while Marinette watched from behind them, mostly her keeping an eye out for Adrien and his mood. The pigtail haired girl noticed how Adrien looked disturbed, and it worried her that the former model might need someone to talk with…and she knew she might have to do so when they were alone. Once they were inside the building, they walked into what seems to be a large classroom, and Present Mic was already inside with a few students in uniforms along with their friends…in addition to a tall, curvaceous woman with sky blue eyes behind her red glasses and dark purple hair. And her outfit…it caused both Adrien and Nathaniel to look away with red faces.

“Heh, I reacted the same way,” Nino appeared beside Adrien while wrapping an arm around his shoulder, but then noticed Adrien’s face, “Hey, you okay, dude?”

“Y-Yeah, I’m…okay,” The blond smiled weakly before the voluptuous woman clapped her hands.

“Alrighty kiddies. Since we’ve got new students, we should make sure that they are feeling welcomed~! My name is Miss Midnight, and I am the Modern Hero Art History Teacher~ And you already know Present Mic,”

“Right~! So as we wait for Class-B and their homeroom teacher, Vlad King, why don’t we all get to know each other and introduce one another?”

“Deku!” A bubbly looking brunette bounced over to Izuku, as she brought him to a hug while Izuku chuckled, “You’re back!”

“Heh, y-yeah, Uraraka. I’m back,” Izuku looked to Alix, Adrien and Nathaniel, “Guys, this is one of my good friends, Ochako Uraraka.”

“Oh! Hello! It’s nice to meet new friends!” Ochako chirped happily with a smile, and Nathaniel almost looked in awe while Adrien smiled and greeted back in return.

“Nice to meet you, Ochako!”

Marinette felt relieved that Adrien was looking like himself again.

Lila suddenly appeared by Izuku’s side, easily wrapping her arms around his and pressed close, giving a tight smile at Ochako, “Ohhh, Izu~ You’re back~”

Ochako looked confused for a moment, backing off for a moment with an awkward smile, while Lila just gripped on Izuku even tighter as if to tell Ochako a silent warning to not come close. Izuku sighed, just reaching to pinch Lila’s side in warning while giving her a look, and Lila pouted.

“My god, there are so many pretty girls,” A voice spoke, which belonged to a boy with wild blonde hair with a black lightning-shaped streak on the left of his side fringe and golden eyes, eyes sparkling and having a excited smile, “Foreign pretty girls. From France~”

A smaller boy with grape like hair was snickering to himself beside the other, nodding his head, “Totally, Kaminari! Plus Ultra, it’s like a smorgasbord of hotties~”

“You guys are gross,” A cool looking girl with short dark hair and plug-like earphone jacks hanging from each of her earlobes spoke with a sigh, rolling her eyes.

Adrien stared at her for a moment as he titled his head, his cheeks reddening once more. It was then that Marinette noticed this look and had to look back at the girl twirling one of her jacks around her finger nonchalantly. Marinette gasped, quickly pulling Izuku towards her and ignoring Lila’s growl and glare.

“Izuku, who is that girl?” Marinette pointed to the girl with the rocker look, and Izuku glanced to see who Marinette was pointing at before he chuckled when seeing the girl was raising a fist threateningly at the blond boy and grape haired one.

“Oh, that’s Kyoka Jiro. She’s a good friend that loves music,”

Marinette hummed, nodding her head, and Izuku spoke up once more with a fond eye roll.

“I know that look. And I suggest to not go crazy over match-making just yet~”

A pout was seen on the Ladybug holder’s face, and Izuku gave a cheeky smile back.

It was then the door opened once more and everyone looked behind to see a very large man in a red suit and white hair, although his grumpy face made some of the Parisian teens look nervous. A few teens in uniform also appeared behind them, although one jumped out and started yelling loudly.

“I WELCOME THOSE IN U.A. THAT WISH TO JOIN THE SUPERIOR CLASS THAT IS CLASS B~” slick blond hair and periwinkle blue eyes, grinning from ear to ear while striking a pose.

Shinso sighed as he rubbed his temple for a moment, “I forgot about this idiot…”

“Who is he, Hitoshi?” Rose chirped in question, while Juleka just watched the boy warily as the blond just kept on rambling.

“Neito Monoma. He’s…a lot,” Shinso murmured, as if already tired as he just took the girls’ hands and dragged them to the back of the class. No need to get themselves involved.

“Knock it off, Monoma.”

A ginger haired girl walked in, karate-chopping the boy’s back of the neck and watching him slump to the ground. But before he could hit the ground, a dark haired boy with a headband around his forehead to hold his hair up caught Monoma in his arms.

“Nice catch, Awase.”

The boy, Awase, gave a silent thumbs up to the girl while Monoma just groaned in pain.

“Is…he okay?” Sabrina asked in concern, but heard a chuckle beside her and turned to see a tall, lean young man with dark hair and dark almond-shaped eyes, and she blushed as she recognised him, “Oh!”

“He should be fine. Speaking of fine, I remember you were one of Midoriya’s friends that came to the School Festival last time. Sabrina-chan right?”

“And you are…Sero? Hanta Sero?”

Sero grinned, “Ahh, so you do remember me~”

Sabrina felt her cheeks flush. Indeed, when she came to the annual School Festival a few months ago with Izuku, Alix and Nathaniel. It was a good time before the whole Sombre Swift thing, seeing Izuku’s class with a live band and music…and she had befriended a few people. This included her interaction with Sero.

Sabrina felt herself lost in U.A. High as she looked among the crowd of people. After the Class-A’s song ended, she was supposed to go and check on Izuku along with Alix and Nathaniel. But with so many people clambering to get out of the hall used for the concert, Sabrina ended up losing track of where her friends were, being swept up by a crowd of other students. And thus, she was outside in the court yard, trying to find her way back.

“Are you lost?”

Sabrina jumped with a gasp, almost falling over until she felt strong arms supporting her, and the girl in glasses looked up to see a wide grinning young man staring down back at her.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to spook you…” He saw Sabrina looking at her strangely and switched his Japanese to English perfectly, “You don’t seem to be from around here?”

Sabrina, in turn, spoke shakily in Japanese with a smile, “A-ah, I speak Japanese, don’t worry! A-and yes, I…am just visiting. Oh! Er, I’m trying to find Class-A…?”

“What a coincident. I’m a student of Class-A. Did you come from our concert?”

“Yes! Er, I was with my friends to meet with, ah…M-Midoriya?”

“Oh! You’re a friend of Mido’s!” The boy chuckled, then offered his arm, “I can take you to him and your friends, I’m sure they are with our class right now so since I’m heading there, let’s go together? I’m Sero by the way. Hanta Sero.”

“My name is Sabrina,” With a shy and gentle approach, she took the other’s arm and walked side by side with him, “It’s nice to meet you, Hanta…”

Sabrina hummed as she gave a small smile, “It’s good to see you again.”

“You still owe me a little date, langga~” Sero chuckled as he took her hand and kissed the back of it, making Sabrina blush even more, “It was a real shame I couldn’t take your around the festival since you and your friends disappeared after that. Thought I’d never see you again, so I’m glad to see your cute face too~”

“Wait, this is the guy that you were lost with last time?” Alix leaned over to Sabrina as she then grinned cheekily, “Oooh, no wonder you were all red that time~ Didn’t think you got a boyfriend in just one day~”

“Sabrina, you kept this from me?” Chloe huffed, pouting a bit while her best friend was waving her hands.

“I-It’s not like that! I wasn’t hiding anything! And Alix, he’s not my boyfriend!”

“Hindi pa man lang~” Sero murmured quietly with a small smile, but felt the back of his shirt pulled as he faced an angry looking duo, “What?”

“What?! WHAT?!” Kaminari was raising his arms up as he yelled, “You actually scored one of these hotties without me and Mineta looking?! Not cool dude!”

“Kaminari is right!” Mineta nodded, “You always shit on us when it comes to the ladies, and yet here you are, being all suave with one of them!”

“That’s because I ain’t a pervert like you, you little shit.” Sero glared at Mineta but the blinked as the door opened.

Everyone was surprised to see that the person stepping inside was All Might.

“All Might…” Izuku walked over to his mentor, “Where is Aizawl-sensei and the others?”

“Don’t worry, Young Midoriya. The heroes are safe and should be here. soon. They managed to buy time against Audrey Bourgeois, Tomoe Tsurugi and Gabriel Agreste,” The former number one hero said tiredly, raising a hand, “Thanks to Sir Nighteye, we managed to divert them for now by declaring their children as emancipated.”

“Wait, that doesn’t make any sense?” Marinette titled her head as she glanced at Chloe, Adrien and Kagami, “How does that work for them?”

“They are sixteen, after all. Minimum age for consent is fifteen,” Felix slowly understood as he then breathed out, “You knew this might happen and had the three of them sign for emancipation,”

“You have Miss Amelie to thank for that,” All Might smiled weakly, “She talked with both Sir Nighteye and Miss Lenoir into getting the kids free from their parents in case they try and fight, then take them back.”

“Oh, I thought they were consent forms to come to Japan,” Adrien felt stupid for a second, “I didn’t even read what I was signing when Mom showed me some papers before we were leaving America…”

Kagami and Chloe also looked sheepish, and Marinette had a feeling they too didn’t know what they were signing either.

Kirishima looked to Kagami and took her hand, “…You okay?”

“…Maybe it is good to be separated from the Tsurugi Clan. While I’m…still at a loss about my mother, I know that this was the right call,” She squeezed his hand gently, smiling up at the red head, “I’ll be fine eventually.”

“AND KIRISHIMA HAS A GIRLFRIEND TOO?!” Mineta yelled all of a sudden, breaking the mood and Kaminari had to sigh.

“Dude. Time and place, man. Even I know that!”

Bakugo glanced at Marinette and nudged at her, “What now?”

“What do you mean?” She asked as the blond shrugged.

“Considering that we have to prepare not only for these political and rich people that are after us, but we have to worry about a new Butterfly villain. Do you even have a plan of attack?”

Marinette hummed, “We’ll figure this out. When Master Fu comes back, I’m sure he’ll be ready to have the seven of us as Guardians,” She gestured to herself, him, Shoto, Momo, Kirishima, Adrien and Izuku, “And we can prep the rest of the team.”

Alix walked over to Rose and held up the Rabbit Miraculous, handing it over to her while Rose smiled and returned the Fox Miraculous.

“I’m glad you guys are okay,” Rose chirped, feeling Fluff appear, the kwami nuzzling against her.

Alix hummed, Trixx appearing beside her, “I guess. Sometimes it’s so trippy to be inside the burrows that I can’t wrap my head around it. Dunno how you and Hitoshi deal with having this Miraculous.”

“It’s fine with me. Although Hitoshi said that it made him lose sleep and sanity, the same with Izuku,” Rose hummed as she petted Fluff while feeding her some baby carrots, then looked at Alix seriously, “Did you see anything weird while in there?”

“…No. Although I’ve seen a lot of burrows that had some scenes that I can’t quite understand,” Alix frowned, giving Trixx some grapes, “The fact that there are timelines that had either Adrien or Marinette find out about their identities, fall in love and Gabriel finding out that it always ended up with the world ending. I’m kinda freaked out, to be honest.”

Rose patted her shoulder in comfort, giving a knowing smile. Alix understood, nodding her head in return.

“Sometimes I think that the Rabbit Miraculous should belong to you,” Rose pointed out as Alix laughed.

“I-I feel like I’d lose patience if I had that Miraculous. Nah, I think my skills lie more on the sneaky side of things~” She winked at Trixx, “Besides, I’m too fond of Trixx now to let them go~”

“The feelings mutual, little kit~” The Fox Kwami cooed, nuzzling against Alix.

Rose smiled, and soon walked back towards Juleka and Shinso, the two keeping away from the others and their conversations. The blonde stepped towards the purple haired male and tapped at his shoulder, Shinso glancing over at her immediately.

“Got your Miraculous back?” He asked, and Rose nodded in response, “You look like you wanna ask me something,”

Juleka just watched them, listening.

Rose hummed, “Hito, I just want to know…do you think we have a chance of preventing the future you came from?”

Shinso was surprised at this, and was quick to ask back, “What did you see?”

Rose pursed her lips, “Answer me first.”

“…”

Shinso rubbed the side of his neck and sighed.

“Honestly? I’m…not all that confident,” He glanced over at where Marinette, Adrien, Bakugo and Deku were, and then closed his eyes, “But if I know anything. Those four are the trump cards into going the right direction. So while I’m not entirely sure if we will win this time or not, I put my faith in them to find a way.”

That was enough for Rose, as she sighed in relief.

“Good. So, I’ll answer your question,”

Juleka and Shinso were listening as Rose twiddled with her thumbs, before taking a breath.

“I don’t know who they were, but they weren’t a Miraculous holder, at least I think? Moreover, they were watching me and Izuku when we were in the burrows and I think they are still inside there. They have the power to jump around in time and maybe other realities.”

Shinso hummed, “I thought that was the case. So it might be someone that has a Quirk of time travel.”

“W-what did they look like,” Juleka whispered in question, and Rose hummed.

“They were…ghostly. Their face had a mask and they were all navy blue with bright white.”

Shinso sighed, shaking his head, “That’s someone I don’t recognise. So it’s a foe that we don’t know…”

“W-what if they’re not there to harm us? But just an observer?” Juleka suggested.

Rose looked impressed, “That’s one possibility. If they really were a bad guy, they would’ve just attacked us and snatched our Miraculous already.”

“Unless the Miraculous wasn’t their goal. Might be something else, and they are finding the right moment to strike. Meaning they can be dangerous,” Shinso made a face as he was rubbing his head, “Maybe I should borrow Fluff and be Kazesagi again to check it out—”

“You three are talking something interesting here~”

The trio jumped when Deku appeared before them with a quirked brow and a tight smile.

“Deku—“

“Let’s talk outside. There are many eyes and ears watching us.”

The green haired hero smile dead and soon lead them outside the classroom.

Kaminari watched them curiously and decided to follow sneakily. Although he didn’t go far as he felt a hand around his wrist and looked back up to see Kirishima and Kagami.

“Where you going?”

The blond smiled weakly as Kirishima released his hold on him, and raised his hands up, “Hey, hey~! Don’t be looking at me like some kind of weirdo stalker. I’m not creepin’, I promise!”

“Why were you about to follow them then?” Kagami demanded, but Kirishima hushed her gently to calm her down.

Kaminari hummed, “I thought it was sus how Shinso has two girlfriends, despite how emo and introverted he looked. And the fact that Deku was in on it, it makes a guy curious, ya know?”

Both Kirishima and Kagami looked at each other strangely, but then they sighed in disappointment.

“Just leave it alone for now, Denks. It’s none of your business anyways.” Kirishima scolded softly, before he and Kagami walked off.

“Sure, sure~” Kaminari smiled, just folding his arms behind him and walked back in the classroom while whistling innocently.

“That was close.”

Izuku had seen what had happened and was glad both Kirishima and Kagami sent Kaminari away and didn’t follow them. Once he knew that all four of them were truly alone, he turned to look at the trio and had a calm and patient smile.

“Now, about what you guys we’re talking about~?”

“You probably already deduced what we were talking about anyways, so there’s no point in repeating ourselves,” Shinso retorted coolly before folding his arms, “Besides, I’m sure that you have a lot to say.”

Izuku’s smile fell for a moment, before he ran a finger through his messy hair, “…Are you really going to the burrows to check out the mystery time / reality jumper of ours?”

“You didn’t see this coming, huh?”

Izuku didn’t make a joke this time around, and Shinso knew that he hit the mark perfectly. The green haired hero let out a frustrated sound, rubbing at his head now in slight aggravation.

“I had a feeling we were being followed, ever since Master Fu was training me as Usadori. But I didn’t really tackle the situation or the person until I could be completely sure.”

“And?” Shinso raised a brow, “What did you learn from it all?”

“They aren’t dangerous. But they also aren’t ones to trust completely. They won’t be willing to listen to us and want to make things better for the future.”

“Our way or the high way, huh?”

Izuku narrowed his eyes, “The right way. Whatever their plans are, it’s something selfish. I’m sure of it.”

“And you think that your plans weren’t entirely selfless themselves?”

“…Wow. That was below the belt, for someone that is preventing a certain Princess in Pink from her fate,”

Shinso flared up, “That is not the same!”

“How so?”

“I’m saving people. How can I be sure that your plans can even save anyone?”

“What I’m doing is for the greater good.”

“As if those words aren’t very cliche!”

Rose and Juleka watched both the boys quietly, the girls looking at each other warily as if wondering how long are they going to argue. Rose then noticed that someone was coming towards them, but the person placed a finger up against their lips as if to tell her keep quiet, and Rose nodded. Juleka saw this as well, and of course, followed Rose’s lead.

After a minute, Shinso sighed, placing a hand up before he pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Alright, alright. I get it. I know that we both just want what’s best friend everyone and trying to fix the future of the villains winning and taking over the world. This also means, preventing this new Hawkmoth in getting the Miraculous. Although, it doesn’t seem like that’s their overall aim, unlike Gabriel.”

“They want Ladybug and Chat Noir, mostly the earrings and ring,” Izuku summarised, tapping his chin, “And they’re planning to get other Miraculous outside from the Chinese Box to do it. To not use the Miraculous, but for something else. Then, there’s the stranger in the burrow…”

“You mean there really is someone in the burrow?”

Izuku and Shinso both yelped when they whirled around to see Alix coolly standing in between a sheepish looking Juleka and an innocent smiling Rose. The skater girl had her arms folded over her chest, squaring up and her face holding a smug smirk.

“How long have you been standing there?” Izuku asked before the pink haired girl hummed as if thinking.

“Mmm, around the time that you said you had a feeling of being followed?”

“…Big yikes,” Izuku whistled, then chuckled a little, “I guess the jig is up.”

Shinso whirled around to stare at him, “This isn’t the time to be laughing, Deku!”

Alix jutted her hips and tilted her head to the side, staring at Izuku, “Is that why I was stopped by a Future Me when I was bringing Adrien and Nath back here?”

This caught everyone by surprise. “What?!”

Alix took a breath, “Yeah. You see…”

“Guys, let’s get back to the others,” Bunnyx told them, snapping Chat Noir and Nathaniel out of their trance.

The temporary Rabbit heroine watched as Nathaniel was leading Chat Noir into the burrow that will lead them back to the present time in U.A. and Bunnyx was about to step in and follow them, but something stopped her. She squeaked when someone grabbed the end of her umbrella and pulled her backwards from the portal. Bunnyx snapped her head up and was surprised to see an older version of herself.

Well, she was way older. Like a grandma.

“Wha—?”

“There’s no time to explain, Mini-Me.” The older looking Bunnyx smiled, leaning onto her own umbrella, “I need to warn you about something before my cute yet stubborn husband finds me.”

“What? What are you talking abou—we got married???”

The Rabbit heroine made a face before the elderly Bunnyx chortled.

“You’ll find out later. Or sooner than you think, if you’re any smarter than we think.” She winked, but then turned serious, “Listen. There’s a traitor among you. I cannot tell you who, but just keep an eye out. Even the adults aren’t to be trusted. The only one you can trust, are those that have used the rabbit like us.”

“So, basically Hitoshi, Izuku and Rose?”

Elderly Bunnyx nodded.

“…Why tell me this?”

This caused the elderly woman to smile sadly.

“….Right, the less told, the better?”

“You are smarter than I thought. Then again, we are the same person, so I knew you’d catch on quick.”

“…Does this mean Rose isn’t going to hold the Rabbit Miraculous for long in the future?” Bunnyx asked and her elderly future self sighed, “With the way you sighed like that, I’m guessing I was always destined to have Fluff, huh?”

“To be fair, a lot of us kwami-swap often, that’s how much we bonded and gotten closer as time went on,” The elder Bunnyx hummed, “In fact, my husband used Trixx a while ago, even when he already has his own permanent Miraculous—oops, spoilers.”

“Careful, honey. Keep talking like that, and the time stream is gonna be wonkier than I remember.“

Bunnyx had to look behind her elderly self as they heard the amused voice, and Future Bunnyx smiled fondly at a burrow that seems to be glowing and pulsating to life.

“I should be heading back. Before my husband will use the sweet little lamb of a Miraculous of his to pull me out and scold me.”

“Wait! I need to know more about this traitor you were talking about! Is it the same one that was watching us a few minutes ago? Or was that you?”

Older Bunnyx smiled wryly, “That’s not the traitor. That…is a different story. One you can’t know of yet.”

Bunnyx huffed, folding her arms “Man, sometimes time shenanigans sucks…”

“Heh, I know right? But just…trust your instincts? Okay?”

“And she left, then I returned. That’s pretty much it,” Alix concluded and Izuku sighed.

“I was aware of the U.A. traitor, but to think that Future Alix was giving a heads up about it now must mean that something major is about to happen soon. Probably around the time when the Joint Training begins,”

“Joint Training?” The three girls questioned, and Shinso nodded.

“Class A and B are going to be going through a battle test against each other.” He explained, then glanced over at Izuku, “Did you see anything for this Joint Training?”

“A few things. All in all, we’ll follow Future Alix’s warning. Although,” Izuku looked over at Alix, “Future Alix said that the traitor wasn’t the person that was lurking in the burrows?”

Alix nodded, “Nope. She just told me that she and her husband will handle it.”

“Well that’s that,” Shinso looked at his watch, “We should head back to the classroom. I think the adults are going to set everyone up in their respective classes and believe me, I want to find out which one I’ll be in.”

“You mean you’re not sure this time around?” Izuku wondered.

Shinso shrugged, “In my previous life, I was in Class B…”

“Huh…”

The brain-washer took both Juleka and Rose’s hands once more, leading them back to the classroom. Izuku was about to follow but then paused, seeing that Alix wasn’t moving. In fact, she was staring at him strangely, and Izuku felt his stomach bubble over. He wasn’t too sure if that was good or bad, and tried to smile.

“Er, what’s up?”

Alix then started to smile, almost teasing, “…When are you going to ask me out?”

This caught Izuku off guard, turning red and started stuttering like crazy.

“W-w-what at the heck are you talking about?!”

“Don’t act dumb, Iz. I know that you know who Granny-Me’s husband is~”

“Wha—how’d you know it was—Wait…” Izuku then trailed off, seeing Alix’s shit-eating grin growing wider and the freckled male groaned, “You were testing my reaction.”

The pink haired girl laughed, “Well, to be fair, I wasn’t too sure...at least at first. I was trying to gauge your reaction to see if my gut was right. Guess Granny-Me was on the nose, my instincts are too good.”

“Just…trust your instinct, okay?”

Bunnyx nodded, promising her and keeping her words to heart. They said their goodbyes and Bunnyx turned to leave, while Elder Bunnyx was making her way to her own portal and go back home. But not before the young Rabbit heroine took a quick peek behind her and gasped quietly. She saw a green and white gloved hand reached out to Granny Bunnyx, followed by a head of green popping out, smiling lovingly at the elder rabbit user. And it seems this older man was wearing a sheep motif.

And then, it clicked.

“Looks like you were supposed to find a Sheep Miraculous in the future, which, I didn’t think there was one since there’s already a Goat Miraculous in existence.”

Izuku placed his hands over his face, then let out a shaky breath, “Aw man, I guess I didn’t think you’d question me about all that so soon.”

“Yup~” Alix nodded then waggled her brow as she leaned closer to him, “So, future husband, when do I expect the wedding?”

“Har har, very funny.” Izuku laughed sarcastically, shaking his head, “Nice try. I’m not going to make a move on you just yet.”

“Yet. Meaning there’s still a chance~”

“Alix, I’m not going to be asking you out anytime soon.”

“Awww, why not? We already know that you are gonna be head over heels for me~ So there’s no point in pretending that you aren’t gonna try and woo me when we know it’s bound to happen~” Alix hopped in front of him, poking at his chest, “Why beat around the bush and just get together now rather than later?”

“Because I don’t want you to be swayed by what you saw and it influences your choices,” Izuku explained seriously, and even looked…like he wasn’t sure of himself, and even somewhat insecurely scared of being hopeful, “I want you to just be with me for me and not because you think the future is set in stone. Let me get to know you, and you can get to know me in a timely pace, in the moment…is…i-is that okay?”

Alix gets it. She really did. And in all honestly, she didn’t think of Izuku in that way until she met Granny Bunnyx. So maybe Izuku did have a point about all this. With everything going on, there was no time to think about feelings. This was an easy recipe for drama and akumatizations, which they do not need right now.

Alix pouted, sighing, “…Fiiiiiine. You’re no fun. But, how long have you known?”

Izuku tilted his head from side to side, “Since my training with Master Fu.”

“That long!?” Alix cried out as she then whined, “Hnnnngh, man! That’s so unfair…but wait, what about Lila?”

This confused Izuku, “What about her?”

Alix huffed, “Don’t be stupid. You must’ve noticed that she clings to you like crazy as if she’s your girlfriend?”

It was Izuku’s turn to sigh, massaging his eyelids to prevent himself from getting a headache.

“We’re not like that. She’s just…vulnerable, not used to having friends. So I just…kinda let her be by my side. I’m sure she eventually warm up to the others. She just needs a little more time.”

“I get it. And this isn’t me being jealous, but you gotta set her straight. Ya know that, right?” Alix warned, raising a brow, “It’s not nice to lead her on, even if it wasn’t your intention. You can’t let her continue to think that there’s hope for her to be with you in that way.“

The green haired hero nodded, “You’re right….Okay, fine. I’ll talk to her soon. I promise.”

“Good,” And with a sneaky grin, she quickly pecked his lips and started walking off, “I can’t wait for the day that you man up and take me on our first date for real~”

Izuku balked for a moment and chased after her, “Alix!”

The pink haired girl laughed, skipping towards the classroom and about to turn her head and tease him some more, when she suddenly stopped. Izuku almost toppled over her, and looked to her face while calling her name again, worry etched in his voice. The skater winced as she had a look that said she was apologetic and guilty, and Izuku had to look at where she was looking at…and he winced as well.

Lila was standing there, and looked furious but mostly hurt.

“Lila…”

The Italian didn’t say a word, but she did run off and Izuku was about to chase her when a hand stopped her. He expected it to be Alix, but blinked when he saw it was Marinette instead.

“Let me talk to her.”

Izuku was reluctant but nodded, and Marinette rushed after Lila. Izuku and Alix both glanced at each other, now feeling awkward as they then looked away from each other. This is bad…

Marinette soon found herself in some sort of school courtyard with a fountain and saw Lila hunched over with her face buried into her folded arms that were resting on her knees. This caused the Ladybug holder to soften, feeling sympathy in her heart. While they weren’t close, Marinette knew that Lila wasn’t as bad as she was before. Like Chloe, Lila was slowly giving into changing for the better…even if sometimes Lila tended to have her guard up and talk to people sharply as if to keep them at arms’ length. And with good reason now, with what both her and Marinette witnessed just a minute ago.

‘I just wanted to check on what was keeping Izuku so long…I didn’t think Lila would be following behind me,’ Marinette sighed with that thought, and approached Lila while awkwardly shifting in place, “Lila?”

“Fuck off, Mari-brat.” Lila growled, not looking up.

Marinette raised her hands in surrender, but didn’t move, “I just…wanted to check if you’re okay.”

“Does it look I’m okay?!” The Italian finally lifted her head up and seethed, Marinette reeling back for a moment, “What? You going to make me feel better and try to cheer me up? Well I just want to be left alone!”

Marinette was at a loss for a moment, until she steeled herself and took a seat next to her, “…Believe me, I know what you’re feeling.”

Lila quirked a brow, tears still slipping down her cheeks even though she tried to wipe them away, “Yeah, right. Little Miss Perfect actually gets her heart broken? Since when?”

“When I found out Adrien is Chat Noir.”

“….Oh.”

Marinette hummed, “While our circumstances are different, the feelings are the same. You felt betrayed at the fact that the person you were close with isn’t the version you had in your head. You wanted to delude yourself into being someone special in that person’s heart, placing them on a pedestal instead of seeing them for who they are…and that they can never look at you the way that you looked at them.”

Lila groaned, thumping her head against her knees, “I feel so stupid. Boys eat in the palm of my hands for my attention, not the other way around.”

“….Suuuure. Whatever you say.”

The brunette glared at Marinette’s sarcastic tone but then sighed, “…Maybe deep down, I knew Izuku didn’t like me in that way. But with him being so close to me, and…the fact he didn’t seem to push away in my advances and never said no, meant that I had a chance with him.”

Marinette listened, as Lila continued.

“He’s only one that was willing to put up with me. And…I didn’t want to lose that. To anyone.”

Marinette was hesitant at first, but she soon reached out and wrapped an arm around Lila, pulling her into a side hug.

“…What are you doing?”

“Comforting you,” Marinette replied smartly, then smiled, “It’s what a friend does when another friend is feeling down. Even if you don’t think you want it.”

Lila rolled her eyes, but didn’t move away from the hug, closing her eyes, “…Fine. I’ll allow it. But you better not tell anyone about this.”

“Kinda late for that…”

Lila snapped her eyes open as Marinette looked apologetic and then saw Adrien was standing there, giving a sheepish smile.

“Oh for fuck’s sake—“

“Heyyyyy, I just came to check on you since I saw Marinette chasing after you…” The blond soon made his way on Lila’s other side and pulled her into the hug too, “Good thing that you have two friends to comfort you~”

“Please kill me.”

“Nope~ Too late~ Adrien Agreste is going to give you the Chat Noir Hug of Comfort~”

“With some Lucky Charm added in the Ladybug special friend hug!” Marinette followed teasingly, the two heroes grinning while Lila was squirming in between them and whining.

“You losers better get the fuck off me before I punt your heads together!”

“Awwww, we love you too, Lila~” They chimed in a sing-song voice, Lila finally losing her temper as she screamed and yelled.

“Awww, she’s so huffy.”

“I guess we should hug her some more?”

“BOTH OF YOU GET OFF ME NOW!”

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