#you stumped me for awhile ngl

[that-was-anticlimactic]

🍅 the tomato emoji is so cute !!!!!!!

min girluncle, this is the miraculous of the bee which grants the power of subjection. you will use it for the greater good.

miraculous: bee

kwami: pollen

special power: venom, the ability to temporarily immobilize your opponent

form: hair comb

weapon: spinning top

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okay. i am Also kind of going with vibes for this one??? i was torn between two for you, actually but ended up going with the bee!

so, the bee miraculous can be considered one of the more dangerous ones as its power is literally paralyzing someone, and if you truly do not need to recharge your power when you grow up, this gives you unlimited attempts to paralyze people.

something i always say when i talk about the bee miraculous is that the holder needs to have two very important qualities. the first is being trustworthy. i need to be able to trust that you would use the power for the greater good and not for pettiness or doing something against the greater good. the second is bravery. bravery in the sense that you have to be willing and unafraid to paralyze someone. i know that many people, myself included, would hesitate and feel bad, even if it was an akumatized villain. the bee needs to be used by someone who isn't afraid to do what they need to do.

tbh, i see both of these qualities in you. i would honestly trust you with the bee miraculous and would be confident that you wouldn't use it to harm me / the team. i've seen your posts and seen you standup for what you believe in, and i feel like you would have the guts to do what you need to.

the bee miraculous requires someone to be more offensive in battle, but not too reckless. if you're young (or the whole age theory is wrong lol), you only get one shot at using venom and it needs to be right. the bee miraculous user may have difficulty following orders, probably has the tiniest bit of a hero complex. in the end, i think that pollen really is a good fit for those people.

the bee miraculous requires someone who is willing to learn and willing to try following orders and someone willing to try putting their pride aside. it requires someone who is able to act quickly but with precision, and someone who is willing to take matters into their own hands to protect their team if need be.

tbh, i feel as if bee miraculous holders tend to be people who feel under-valued or wish to be seen. people who want to be loved but aren't, or people who want people to believe in them the way that you want to believe in others. people who have something to prove and people willing to make a change in their life. people who are willing to run into danger because, like i said, the bee is a more offensive miraculous than a defensive one.

i think something interesting with miraculouses is that you wouldn't want to be too emotionally involved. the cat is the miraculous of destruction, if you're too emotionally unstable, you could destroy everything / unnecessary things. the snake is the miraculous of intuition, if you're too emotionally involved, you'll get in over your head and won't be able to do what you need to because it'll never be right. the bee miraculous falls under that category. you need to be good at compartmentalizing your feelings, or at least putting them aside when you're in costume. if you get too emotional, you'll become too reckless and use venom on the wrong person--maybe even a teammate by accident. the bee miraculous is one of the miraculouses with a greater risk if the holder becomes too emotional, so i think people with the bee miraculous tend to also be good at pretending and putting on a show or ignoring their feelings. maybe they put on an act to impress people or maybe they simply aren't happy but can't let others see that. either way, they're good at "controlling" their emotions and could do so on command.

another thing with that is that all miraculous holders are bound to use their miraculous for selfish reasons or out of impulse. we've seen ladybug use hers for that reason in bubbler and chat noir use his destruction for that reason in the christmas special. they all mess up, and luckily, they have the ladybug miraculous to clean it up for them, but it still takes a bit of an emotional toil. i think the bee is one of the ones where i would truly need to trust that you could handle the pressure and wouldn't make too many mistakes, as terrible as that may sound. the bee miraculous does require a lot pressure and emotional turmoil, i think, moreso than people realize. just another reason why i think that pollen is one of the perfect kwamis for this miraculous. she makes her holders feel valued and cared for and important, and that is important.

send me a tomato or something and i'll give you a miraculous

[westanabadguy]

Kiss Me Better, KakuHidaDei

Summary: Deidara gets his arms fixed by Kakuzu and gets shown a different side of the zombie combo.

Pairing: Kakuzu/Hidan/Deidara Yes, all three.

Warning: Slight body horror and gore. Nothing major tho. Also, extremely OOC and self indulgent, ngl. This is purely fluff, albeit very strange fluff.

The scent of blood and decay hung heavy in the air, mixing with the barely muffled sounds of whimpers and groans.

Deidara looked down at what was left of his arms, a bloody, ruined stump on the left, still oozing despite it being at least two nights since he’d lost them. On his right, thick, black stitches carved their way into his skin, slowly repairing the otherwise unfixable damage.

Despite how hard he tried, he couldn’t fully stop the pained sounds from leaving his mouth. The pain of repairing them was far more painful than losing them had been. Barely healed muscles and tendons were ripped apart and stitched to new ones, skin stretched and pulled unnaturally thin. 

It was agony.

Still, he did his best to keep quiet. Biting his lip, a trickle a blood dropped down his chin to join the pool of it gathering on the ground around him.

Lost in pain, he felt it wash over him, felt himself choke on the air around him as he attempted to just breathe, but it was far too much, too fast-

The warmth of a body behind him snapped him out of it. With glazed over eyes, he looked behind him. Hair clumped to his face and eyes blurry with unshed tears, he could still make out the distinct silver hair of his fellow Akatsuki. He’d actually kept to himself for the most part, the mocking jabs he was so well known for suspiciously absent. 

For once, it had been easy to forget that the Jashinist was there.

A dangerous mistake, Deidara acknowledged even in his pain drenched mind.

“What are you-” it took far too long for his words to come stumbling out, sticking in his throat like honey. His voice uncharacteristically dry and raspy.

He was interrupted when hands, warm and surprisingly soft, came up to hold his shoulders. He flinched in preparation of an attack, but none came. The hands instead busied themselves with rubbing smooth, soothing circles into his tense, sweat soaked shoulders. 

“The hell are you doing, un?”

“Calming you down, what’s it look like sugartits?”

A growl left the bomber, although it was quieter than it normally would be, his grumbles plagued with exhaustion. Before he could retort, strangely talented hands dug deep into a knotted muscle and he groaned. Basking in the pleasure, well welcomed in the ocean of pain, for a moment. 

Every instinct in him was telling him to tell Hidan to stop, to get who he knew was a dangerous predator from behind his back. He knew it was dangerous... but at the same time, this small, uncharacteristically gentle massage- albeit extremely strange- was helping with the unbearable pain he’d been feeling before.

Too weak to resist anymore, he hung his head and let the Jashinist do as he pleased. 

A red hue was forming on his cheeks, painting clammy white a rose red. 

Ignoring the heat on his cheeks, he glanced up at the other immortal in the room. He hadn’t said a word this entire time. As he glanced up at the miser, he saw the man’s distinct red-green eyes peering at him, sans his characteristic scowl. The older man was simply watching, curious gaze turned onto the two younger men. He seemed... relaxed almost, a word Deidara would have never thought to attribute to the temperamental man.

He held his gaze for a moment, trying to get any hint from the elder about what exactly was happening, but it proved too much for him. Holding his gaze while his threads worked over him, etched their way inside of him, and his partner rubbed at his back felt far too intimate for him to handle. Something else in the miser’s eyes that he wouldn’t dare assume made him feel helpless.

He averted his eyes to the floor, lost in his thoughts.

So lost in his thoughts was he, that he didn’t even notice when Kakuzu finished up with his right arm.

“One down, one to go.”

The voice of the Jashinist behind him snapped him back into reality. 

Looking at his arm, he saw Kakuzu’s stitches embedded in his skin, holding his flesh together. He tried to flex his arm but to no avail.

“It will take awhile for you to regain feeling in your arms. Be patient.” the older man spoke for the first time since he’d sat down to begin stitching.

Deidara clicked his tongue, disappointment rising in his chest. 

Warm, soft lips touched his head, and for a second he thought he imagined it. Wide, sky blue eyes gazed up at Kakuzu. His lips parted as if to say something, but nothing left them.

“Patience.”

Deidara, feeling heat rise to his cheeks again, hung his head, casting his eyes down. 

He reasoned with himself that he would raise hell about them babying him later, but for now... he was simply too exhausted to do anything. He’d surely give them a piece of his mind later, but for right now...

He’d let it slide.