#Long Yueying

[dragonstone-au25]

Yue Dragon:

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Weapon:

Info:

●Name: Long Shuying/ Yue dragon

●Age: 28 years old

●Family: Oldest daughter of the dragon family, older sister of Mei Dragon/ Long Xiaojiao and descendant of the Dragon of the West Sea.

●Sexuality: Pansexual

●Pronouns: She/they

●Status: protector of the Dragonstone

●Long Yueying was an assassin then she was younger, and she has a very high body count (it's up to 8,000- 8,500). She has a lot of experience in battle because of her her skills to ||kill|| people.

(However, her assassin skills have been long forgotten over the years and she became more kind to others.)

●They also do a lot of intense training, she believes she needs more training so she can protect her loved ones.

●Long Yueying had a tough childhood. Most of the time, she would train to control her powerful flames. Yue's dragon flames are mixed with the samadhi fire because of Sun Wukong's mistake, while he was helping with splitting the Samadhi fire in three rings, and accidentally making Ao Lie, (also known as the dragon of the West Sea) to become the fourth ring, and making his flames more powerful and uncontrollable.

●When they tried controlling the flame, it didn't end well, and Yue's arms and back were burnt. Her parents were furious with their 8 year old first born daughter for failing to master the flame and kicked her out as punishment. Long Yueying had to sleep on the streets for many nights. As years passed, Yueying surpassed most of her trauma, but she cut off her parents completely.

If you have any questions please lemme know!! :>

[mha-vilain-au]

*after Ochaco was revealed being a traitor*

Mina: So you lied to us?

Ochaco: That depends on how you define lying.

Tsuyu: I define it as not telling the truth. How do you define it, ribbit ?

Ochaco: Reclining your body in a horizontal position...

M. Aizawa: *tired as fuck* I'm not even fucking surprise anymore.

.alternatively.

Toru: Why do you betray us? How could you?

Ochaco: *crocodile tears* Guys I'm so sorry, I didn't want to.

Iida: What did they do to you?

Ochaco: AFO threatened me... whit... aaaaaaaa.... a lot of money?

Shoji: *quietly* Why do we even try I swear-

[alien-magnolia]

Being Jake Sully’s Babygirl

Fic description: 18 + minors DNI!! Domestic life with your husband, Jake, has never been better. He was Toruk Makto, and even, he needed someone to care for him after a long day in the forest. Dom!jake Sully, subby!fem reader, breeding kink, service kink, corruption / innocence kink, daddy kink, size kink, bj, lil bit of age gap (dilf Jake!)

It was almost eclipse, the sun and moon meeting to form a golden halo in the Pandoran sky. You loved domestic life with your mate. Before you met him, you were just incomplete, both emotionally and physically. Who knew you had such an urge to be cared for, to be doted on, I mean it was predictable, you were just so helpless on your own!

You grew up in the Omaticaya as amongst the slowest and one of the weakest, you could never be taronyu, hunter, although you did have your own ikran. You were a healer instead, and vowed to yourself to never associate with men who are taronyu. You feared they would soil your good nature. You feared them, you were a gentle little thing that should just keep to the healers. That changed when Jake Sully came around.

His (previous) human nature puzzled you, yet that was what you loved about him. He was so brave, not afraid, he had a strong heart! You knew that you’d do anything for him, and that he felt the same. He vowed to you, to always protect and care for you, as your mate, when the two of you finally mated under the tree of voices. 

He stayed true to that vow. He woke you this one morning, his large hand rubbed gentle circles in your back as you woke up to look at him. “What is it, ma Jake?,” you murmur sleepily, making grabby hands at him, the secret sign the two of you had for a kiss. He chuckles and obliges, leaning in to kiss you gently. “I have a big hunt today with the war party. Just wanted to let you know, ma muntxate.” You are concerned. “Ma Jake. You won’t get hurt, right?,” your doe eyes stare back into his. 

“God damn. She’s gonna be the death of me,” Jake thinks to himself, as he thinks of ways to reassure his mate. “I won’t, ma yuey. I am Olo’eyktan, don't you worry. I’ll think of you on the hunt.” You smile, a sigh of relief. “I’ll miss you, ma Jake. Don’t know what I’ll do without you,” you say, as you reach up to cling onto him for a bit. That was one of your favorite things to do, was to just stay wrapped up in his big, strong arms. It was the safest place in the world for you!

“You’ll hurry back soon, ma Jake?,” you ask innocently. Jake chuckles. What he wouldn’t do to just miss the hunt entirely so he can stay home and fuck you until you couldn’t walk. Obligations as Olo’eyktan called. “I Will, don’t you worry, sweetheart. You just stay home today, ok? No going out into the forest or nothin.’,” he chides at you. God, he was so overprotective, and you loved it!! 

You agree, he gives you another quick kiss before he gets his weapon and sets off on his ikran to meet the others in the war party, they were at the edge of the forest. You decide to tidy up around the hut for him, but not before getting dressed for the day. 

You opted with a lovely blue-green bead top, with a shell necklace and a few pink feathers for your hair. You felt the hut would look a little better with some flowers inside, so you went out into the forest to find some. Jake usually scolded you if you went out by yourself, for some reason, that made you feel more love for him. You scatter the blue-green petals and leaves all over the hut. 

Next is dinner. Usually, Jake was the one bringing it back to you, but you couldn’t wait for all the praise that was to come if you made him something. You loved it when he praised you, it made you feel so warm and fuzzy!! You went out to pick out some teylu worms, and made a little fire to cook them over. After they were cooked, you put them on a leaf with some flowers scattered over it, and left it wrapped up in the hut. He needed rest too, after all. The fact that he had ten years on you didn’t help, either. He wasn’t that young anymore, and you just wanted to take care of him, like a good little house mate should! 

Eclipse was starting. He will be back soon. For the finishing touches, you wrapped a few leafs around your hips, a makeshift shirt. You knew this was similar to what humans wore. Maybe your mate will like it. You hear the screech of his ikran outside. He was back. You quickly unwrap his dinner, and scatter over to the door to wait for him.

 You hear him climb up the tree, using his muscles to drag up whatever he got from the hunt. He walks through the doorway, slamming a hexapede wrapped in a large jungle leaf onto the floor. “Hey, sweetheart. Had a good day?,” he asks, with a bit of pep to his tired voice. “Yes, ma Jake. I did,” you slyly remark, coming up to him, so he could get a full view of you. He raises his thin eyebrows, yellow eyes hungrily gazing over your decorated little body. 

“Got all dolled up f’me, sweets? You look fuckin’ adorable. C’mere,” his large arms open up to you, which you gladly run into. His fingers tilt your chin up, keeping your head in place as he gives you a long, sweet kiss, which you gladly accept. “What’s all this, huh?,” your mate teases, his smile growing wider as he takes a look around the marui hut. “Did this for you, ma Jake. Want to take care of you. Make you feel good. It is what humans call, a housewife?,” you say, innocently, with a hint of confusion. 

Jake grunts again, his ears folding back, his tail erratic, matching yours. “Is something wrong, yawne?,” you ask. You wonder if you did something wrong. He was supposed to like this! You quickly think of what to do next, since it looked like he did not like your little surprise for him. Jake chuckles, his voice a bit deeper than before. “No, sweetheart. I’m just a lil’ shocked you did this all f’me. You wanna be my housewife huh? Little wife, mate, to take care of her warrior when he needs it?,” he coos at you, his voice slow, deep. You nod quietly as he walks over to the far end of the hut, sitting down, his hands working quickly to untie his loincloth. 

His cock springs up to attention, a large vein on the side pulsing, had you drooling at the sight. “You gonna listen to daddy?” You nod eagerly. “Good girl. Now crawl on over to me, princess,” your mate says as he taps his lap, his cock all angry and waiting for you!! You drop down onto your knees, he smirks, watching you like a predator watches his prey, as you begin to slowly make your way over to him. 

Your dainty little hands grab his large, blue thigh, as you reach his lap, waiting for his next command. “Want y’a to give Daddy’s cock here a nice lil massage, yeah, kid? Nice and gentle.” You nod, the sight of his cock just made you so,so, squirmy! You arch your back, lowering your head so his pulsing cock is at eye level. You reach out your hand to cup his balls gently, you just couldn’t wait to see them swell!!

You use both your palms to cup his balls, you bring your lips down to give them a little kiss <3 after that, moving up to give his cock a few kisses as well,  your tongue tracing that vein on the left of the shaft. You hold eye contact with him, his yellow eyes dilated, his broad chest heaving. “God damn. That’s a good girl,” he lets out a low chuckle, with a hint of a purr. He only purred when he was with you, and you were so lucky to see this side of him. 

His hand, as large as your entire face, comes down to stroke your cheek and rub your head a bit. He was pleased. Good. You just wanted to love on your mate!! “Fuck. How’d I get so lucky, huh? Got a sweet lil’ thing like you around to keep me young.” You nod, giddy with a huge smile adorning your face. You could take his cock all day, only if he’d let you.

One thing you loved about being his mate was the age difference. Jake had around fifteen years on you, his voice was so much deeper than the Na’vi men your age, you loved his stocky arms, you’d sometimes nuzzle your head into his neck, his large head, chiseled jawline!! Younger Na’vi men had none of that. Most essentially, they never had that caring, guiding, almost dad-like way to them. Jake did. Ever since the two of you mated, Jake knew that he had to protect you, love and dote on you. You were his sickeningly sweet and helpless other half. You were his babygirl, and he’d kill for you. 

Your mind drifted back to your most important object that you presently had to attend to. Your mate’s twitching cock. You scoot forward on your knees, folding your legs under you and opening your mouth. Jake chuckles. “There’s a good girl. Didn’t even have to tell you, and you’re already on your knees f’me. Open up, sugar.”

He stands up, towering over you as the leaking tip of his cockhead pushes past your wet, blue lips. You close your lips around it, sucking gently, your tongue traces around the entire tip itself!! His cock just was so big compared to your mouth. You started to gag a bit, but you held those tears back, you didn’t want to disappoint your mate. He only deserves the best, after he spent such a long day in the forest.

 “Aww. Too big f’ ya?,” he taunts. You quickly shake your head, afraid to disappoint him. “That’s what I thought, girl. You got me all nice and wet. Want you on the bed though, sugar,” he condescendingly notes at you, tapping on the mat the two of you slept on, as if he was calling on some kind of pet. 

You quickly move to the hut. It was routine --- you knew what to do. Jump on, on your back, legs open, face forward. Jake slowly moves in, a predator admiring his meal. You feel a little shy, a little vulnerable, you always did when he simply stared at you like that. “Hey.” 

Your eyes quickly moved onto him. “Eyes on daddy, sweetie.” You do as said. “There ya go. Not that hard, is it?,” he asks, cool and collected. 

You nod -- slow, like a scared little lamb. Your small hand coming up to trace patterns on his stomach, toned, with a bit of pudge to it. His broad chest, sometimes you wondered how many stripes he had on him. Those wide, stocky, veiny arms always distracted you, though. It did not help that those same arms were gripping your hips, squeezing your plush, little, body. 

“Fuck, sweetie. Gotta be in you.” He teased you, you shuddered, as he moved in between your legs, swiftly lifting your thighs to drape over his shoulders, with no effort at all. “Open up f’daddy, sweetheart,” he coos at you, as his cock pushes into your dripping, sopping cunt, his throbbing length filling you up, so, so, sweetly!! His now swollen balls lightly touch upon you as he begins to thrust, at first slowly. 

You had your eyes closed for a second. “D’aww. Daddy’s cock too much for his little mate? Eyes open. Don’t make me tell you again.”  A threat. He was in a certain mood. You were there for him to use. You quickly open your eyes to see him towering over you, grunting as he works you to orgasm. You were just his little house mate after all, and you should not have to do any of the work here. Here, he takes care of you!!

One of his large hands comes to pin yours down onto the mat, effectively restraining you. You try to wiggle free, yet his grip was tight, like molded metal. You knew — whenever he had you pinned like this, it was some of his predatory instincts shining through. It just made you even wetter. 

“Daddy…,” you wail out, as he starts pushing in and out of you, at a faster speed, his cock sending you into another world!! He buries his face into your neck, you feel his sharp fangs graze your shoulder slightly, biting down. His grunts turn to growls, hisses, your moans into little yelps and squeals. He was in control as a hunter in the forest, he was in control here, as your mate, your daddy, who took care of you, loved on you, and at the same time drove you insane with his special way of looking after you!! 

“Yeah, sweetie. Lie there and take it. Daddy’s almost done, yeah? Taking this cock like the perfect little girl you are, yeah?,” he grunts out, you feel him twitching inside you. “Want your knot! Ma Jake, please!!,” you beg him. He growls in response. You only were so pathetic for him. Just for him. Your man. He brought you over the edge, along with him. The both of you were so distracted by each other: ears folded back, tails erratically swishing, like two animals in heat, that Jake ended up giving you his knot. 

You felt it swell inside you, basically it was just an evolutionary safeguard — making sure his cock stayed in you for quite some time. Making sure you were bound to carry his child. 

“God damn,” he huffs out, a bit less delirious than he just was. “Gave you my knot, sweet thing. Looks like every Na’vi in this damn village is gonna know who y’a belong to, huh, girl?,” he softly says, as his lips give you a few pecks on your cheek, his hand cradling your face now.  “Yes, ma Jake. I’m yours,” you sweetly purr back at him. You lay your head on his chest after he has flipped the two of you over. Your ear against his squishy (but firm!) chest, you hear his slow, deep purrs compared to your faster ones.

He had his baby girl all knotted under him, he came home after a tough day in the forest to be comforted by the soft womb of his mate. She was so unlike him, and that made his attachment to her grow stronger, every day. 

She felt the same, she loved having a big, strong warrior to provide for her!! She loved that she was going to have this big, strong warrior’s child soon, too.

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[luvv4j4ybe11]

✧ Summary~ you and your bsfs get a lil high and touchy

✧ Warnings~ mentions of getting high, peer pressure(a lil bit), praise, oral (reader receiving), dom!kiri n etuwa, sub!reader, body worship, biting/marking, kiri is a tease but she makes up for it, a lil edging, and I think that’s it. Lmk if I missed anything, Enjoy, babies<33

✧ Translations~ Yuey- beautiful (inner beauty), Oeyä syulang- my(possesive) flower, Yawntu- lover, loved one, beloved person, Yawne- Beloved

You and your best friends have always been touchy with each other, it was how you showed your love to one another.

But all three of you were feeling especially touchy right now, slow caresses and soft kisses being exchanged from each of you. You blame the weird looking plant that kiri forced you guys to eat.

You were laying snuggly against etuwas side, her arm resting under your head comfortably, acting as a pillow. Her free hand was switching from resting on your stomach to threading her fingers through kiris hair softly. While kiri was lying between your thighs, slowly trailing her hands up and down your legs and playing with the detailed calve bracelet that she made for etuwa. All of you just enjoying each other’s company and the forest around you.

The extra touching didn’t bother you at all, it just heightened the euphoric state you were already in.

Which was both good and bad, because you loved the feeling of their hands on you..but you hated how hot it made your body and pussy leak uncontrollably.

You knew they could smell you too, because their touches were getting more firmer and meaningful and their own pheromones were getting stronger. The mixture of both of them becoming intoxicating to you in your hazed state.

You’re torn between the embarrassment and arousal that was rushing through your body, but before you could stop yourself from saying anything you know you’ll regret once you sober up, you already feel your mouth opening to mumble a needy plea.

“Please..need more”

It was barley audible, but they still caught it. you just couldn’t stay silent anymore. Not with the way your cunt was throbbing under kiris weight. “Mhm, I was waiting for you to say something, ma’yuey..” etuwa murmured through a soft giggle before turning your head towards her, giving you a slow, sweet kiss. You whimpered quietly into her mouth at the feeling of her lips against yours, causing another giggle to leave etuwas lips.

“I could barely hold back because of how good you smell, oeyä syulang.” You heard kiris melodic voice state before you realized that your loincloth was long gone and that kiri had flipped over so she was at eye level with your pussy. You buck your hips towards her, desperately searching for some type of relief.

She doesn’t listen to your silent demands though, instead she leaves kisses all around your cunt and thighs, just to hear you moan and whimper pathetically because she wasn’t giving you what you wanted. “Such a needy little thing, so desperate for her pretty body to be touched, hm?” Etuwa coos before trailing her hands up your body to play with your sensitive tits, causing a loud moan to fall from your lips.

The heat in your core was getting more unbearable the more they touched you, or barely touched you. “Kiri, please! I wanna feel you!” Your pleads fell on deaf ears, making you whine in irritation and throw your head back against the firm muscles of etuwas bicep, giving her more skin to mark and bruise so everyone know who you belonged to.

That was until kiri finally licked a bold strip up and down your cunt before sticking her tongue into your greedy hole, turning your little irritated whine into loud wonton moans and whimpers. Etuwa leaned forward to kiss you passionately, swallowing every noise that came from you.

She was eating you as if you were the juiciest fruit in the desert and she hadn’t had food in days. And to her, you were.

Her pace had you tipping closer and closer to your high, making your moans turn into despreate little whimpers and murmured pleas. “So pretty, ma’yawntu” etuwa praised softly as she cupped the side of your face gently, brushing a few stray braids behind your ears. Not like you were coherent enough to hear or respond to her though, not with how kiris tongue had your mind blank and pussy throbbing around nothing.

That emptiness was quickly filled by kiris long, slender finger. Reaching all the spots you couldn’t as she drew circles on your sensitive clit with her tongue. You knew the coil in your stomach was seconds away from snapping, causing a small “Wanna cum..please..” to fall from your lips. Kiri didn’t catch it, she was too lost in the delicious taste of your pussy, but etuwa did.

“Go ahead, baby. Make a mess all over kiris face so I can play with you.” the stern but gentleness of her tone had you spiraling, her accent getting thicker the more she watched kiri devour you. the vibrations from all of kiris little groans and moans being the final push you needed before your release washed over you. You felt your slick spilling out of you like a river, making a mess all over kiris face and your thighs.

Your head lulls down, eyes meeting kiris lust filled ones. “Mhm, wow, syulang..didn’t think I was gonna make you squirt that quickly” there was a cocky grin on her face that made you roll your eyes and dramatically fall onto etuwas chest. You hear etuwa scoff sarcastically before responding to kiris little comment. “It was a team effort, yawne.”, earning her playful “Yeahh,okk” from your best friend. The whole interaction making three of you laugh.

“Trust me, I didn’t even know I could.” you admit, reaching your hand up to play with etuwas hair. “Is that so, ma’yuey?” She questioned as she turned her head to the side, a devilish smirk on both of their faces. You nod and let out a small ‘mhm’ as you’re lifted up and places into kiris lap, etuwa now laying between your thighs. Kiri looks down at you before she leans in to place lovingly kisses all over your face and lips. Etuwa doing the same to your thighs.

“Then let’s see if you can do it again, oeyä syulang.”

A/N~ I really enjoyed writing this bc wlw fics will never not be fun for me to write(even tho I proofread this sm times and had to stop to recharge bc I was lagging💔). N I’ve been watching the “Blue eye samurai” and “Arcane” and phew😩 need me a muscly,protective,pretty, sexy, cute, gf RN. Literally can’t get Mizu and vi out of my head bc they’re js so mhm, delicious 😋 definitely gonna be writing for them sooner rather than later. But that’s it!! I hope you guys enjoyed💕 stay safe and hydrated, love you, babies💕

Duces🫶🏽,

luvv4j4ybe11

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[ellieutheria]

dune be like

“In a burst of realization that could only come from the centuries of knowledge contained in the spice swirling in the air around him, Paul recalled one particular lesson of his Bene Gesserit training: reading the body language of another. Tracking their eyes, their shoulders, the nearly undetectable stutter in their words — how they hold themselves. People lie this way, he realized. He began to suspect his doctor was not being wholly honest.”

meanwhile, Dr. Yuei: *visibly sweating, shaking, pale, screaming internally, literally three seconds away from throwing up*

Paul: “But Paul knew there was no way to truly tell; he had long known that the mysteries of the human mind were a puzzle eons in the making.”

[redskull199987]

Scars

Keigo Takami x gn!reader

Word count:1k

Warnings:mention of violence, burn marks and scars, over all it's fluff

Summary: after Keigos injury, you worry more about him than before...

Masterlist

I watched in horror, how he got hit by the blazing flames. How his wings burnt down to ashes. I felt my body moving on it's own, but I wasn't fast enough. He got hit anyways and Tokoyami and me had to somehow get him away from Dabi, who was still laughing over what he just did to Keigo. In that moment, I wanted to kill him, I wanted him to feel, what I felt, the fear and agony. But I knew, that Keigo's safety was more important right now, so I let him get away.

And as I watched how the parademics took care of him, I realized that I couldn't loose him. That I needed him, that I couldn't live without him. That he was my everything and if he would die, I could never forgive myself.

"Go with him"

I turned around and looked into the eyes of Tokoyami, his student. He smiled slightly, encouraging me to join Keigo on his way to the hospital.

"We'll be fine", he assured me and all I could do was nod and thank him, beacause I surely knew that I couldn't stay here. I would be of no help with my mind comepletely occupied by him. And I knew for sure, that if I saw Dabi again, I wouldn't be able to hold back.

So I stepped into the ambulance, watching as Keigo lay there unconscious, his wings comepletly burnt away and his skin scarred.

I gently took his hand in mine after the parademics were done with the first aid. And I felt a tear run down my face, because I knew that I would never be how it was again. Not between Keigo and me and not between the people and heroes. Those times were over.

"I'm going to meet up with Jeanist and Endeavor now.", Keigo said as he collected all his things that he needed for a trip outside of the safezone of the Yuei.

"I'll pick up All Might after I visited Shota in the hospital with Eri", I explained and grabbed his hand before he could leave.

"Be careful, will you?", I smiled and gently kissed his cheek. I could feel his newly required scar under my lips. The skin still wasn't comepletely healed yet.

"I will, my love", Keigo mumbled and pulled me against his body. 

"You too, I hope", he said and kissed my forehead in return. I chuckled as his hair tickled my face. After his incident it was much shorter now, but still long enough, so that I could play with it when we lay together in bed.

"Don't worry, I'm not gonna leave you, my dear", he promised, his eyes now focused on my face. As I looked up to him, I saw how done he looked. Dark circles under his eyes, the smalll cuts and bruises all overhis face, that weren't comepletely healed yet and of course, the huge scar , which ran up his neck, all the way to his chin and cheek. Apart from all the burn marks and scars all over his torso and back. He acted like it didn't hurt him anymore, but I knew how he tossed and turned around at night, while his wings slowly grew back, causing him immense pain. 

"You're thinking about my scars, aren't you babybird?"

I looked up at Keigo as I realized how deep in thought I was.

"I just wish I could help ease your pain in any way", I mumbled and slowly wrapped my arms around his hips, burrying my face in his chest, his fluffy jacket tickling my face.

"You're doing enough by just being with me", Keigo explained, his arms encirceling my torso,"Without you, I couldn't pull any of this of. I couldn't stand up in the morning and go out there everyday."

"You're just saying that to make me feel better", I pouted and looked up, my chin resting on his sternum.

Keigo only chuckled and softly kissed my nose:"I mean it, love. You are my reason to bring this world back to how it was, because I want you to have the life you've always wanted and that you deserve, and I am more than happy to live it together with you."

I felt myself tearing up at his sweet words. And it made me realize again, how much he mattered to me, how much I loved him.

"Thank you, Keigo", I mumbled and hugged him tighter,"I want to live that life with you too"

He only smiled again and gently grasped my chin to pull me in for a short kiss. HIs lips worked against mine with such passion that I just knew that he meant what he said. His kiss left me breathless, his lips so intoxicating that I never wanted  to be without them again.

"As much, as I love hugging and kissing you, my dear I must really go now or I be late. Both of us will", Keigo said after we parted. I followed his eyes to the clock, hanging next to the apartment door and he was right.

"Okay", I mumbled and slowly parted from him, "See you later "

Keigo smiled softly and kissed my cheek once more before leaving the apartment on the way to his car.

"I love you!"; he yelled on his way out. I only chuckled and leaned out of the door:"I love you!"

before making my way to the Yuei to pick up Eri to go see her dad. 

[0mu1yae25]

The Dragonstone of the West Sea

This is a lmk fan-made story :>

Summary:

This is a book about a decedent of the Dragon of West, Long Shuying, also known as Yueying or Yue Dragon. Yue is a descendant of the Dragon of the West Sea and older sister of Mei Dragon. As the oldest, Yue had the burden of protecting one of the most important artifacts of her family's legacy. However, one day, she just disappeared without a trace.

This story is recommended for 15+. There will be blood,swearing, and abuse. I will put trigger warnings in the chapters before you read them. Please, if you aren't 15+, I don't recommend you to read this. Also, this story starts slightly before the end of season 2 before the the gang met LBD and ends at the end of season 3. XD

Chapters:

•☆Chapter 1: The mistake (paneling)

•☆Chapter 2: The apology (paneling)

•☆Chapter 3: The memories (Paneling)

•☆Chapter 4: The reincarnation (paneling)

•☆Chapter 5: The forgotten love (paneling)

•☆Chapter 6: The scare (paneling)

Characters:

●Long Shuying/ Yue Dragon

●Long Xiaojiao/ Mei Dragon

● Qi Xìăotãn/ Mk

● Pigsy

● Mr. Tang

● Sandy

● Redson

● Lady/ Lord Crimson (oc belongs to a dear friend of mine, @riptide-pools )

●PIF & DBK

●Sun Wukong/ Monkey King

● Macaque

●The mayor

● Lady Bone Demon

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[gojotenshi]

No one should have found out that she was an omega, least of all the crown prince of Yuei.

But Izuku Midoriya was smart.

With two other lives on the line, Lia made the choice of accepting the deal given by the prince - her submission for his secrecy.

It should have been an easy arrangement, if not for the group of homicidal maniacs that had been using omegas as a bartering coin in order to take over the kingdom and the prince’s penchant for wanting more than she was willing to give.

Fate was just one big joke, was it not?

Chapter One - fight so dirty, but you love so sweet

a/n: Hello, this has been first posted to ao3, where you can find me under the pen name pcrscphcnc. It's uh, a very long chapter that I hope you guys like. Not beta'd

wc: 12 538

warnings: oral ( m receiving ), coercion, blackmail, general foul language, manipulative behavior, dubcon, omegaverse dynamics, omegaverse based sexism.

Dark pink liquid slipped through parted lips. The taste was a strange mix of bitterness and sweetness, as if the potion couldn’t find in itself to be happy with just one flavor, but neither of the women actually bothered much with it. They had gotten used to the taste, after all.

“God, I hate the flavor.”

Maybe not.

There was no helping the laughter that left the other two at their partner’s voice rang out, a respite over the tension that had filled the room. The three of them had been friends all their life, and Lia trusted the two with her life, and having into account what could happen were anyone to find out exactly what the pink liquid they had drank was… well, she was very sure that both Mina and Ochako also trusted her implicitly.

“Do you think the dose will be enough?” brown eyes met green and the brunette had to grimace at the thought that what little they could produce wouldn’t suffice. But really, they had to up the dose every few months to keep the effectiveness. God, she really hoped that they could find a way to make the tonic way more effective than it was.

“I don’t know.” Lia sighed “What we’re doing, it’s…”

“Crazy?” Mina chimed in, arms resting on the shoulders of the two smaller brunettes.

“Unorthodox?” A quirk of Ochako’s lips.

“And more.” Her fingers flexed around the vial before it was dropped in the table with care that she didn’t really want to give at that moment. She was glad for Mina’s willingness for physical proximity, it meant that the swirling of anxiety on her stomach could be staved off until both women went back to their own quarters. “But if we wanted to achieve anything, it’s also an inevitability.”

A frown from Ochako “Because we’re women.”

A huff from Mina “Because we’re omega.”

A nod from Lia “Because we’re both.”

Silence fell stifling on top of the three of them, though Mina made sure to cling even tighter to her and Ochako with a sort of restless energy that most times was contagious and that now was obviously just making things even tenser for the pink haired girl. Mina was the extrovert of the group, the one that always bounced into everything head first and that had made it easier to blend into the crowds of betas and alphas that populated the bustling city and as proxy the castle where they all worked and resided.

Omegas were… rare. As in hide them inside four walls and wait for the highest bidder kind of rare. Betas had become the norm these past few centuries, but alphas didn’t really dip in number from before, did they? No, omegas had been the ones that had been the only dipping statistic, with omega births declining over the years as if the magic that had sparked on their veins had somehow had to do with the change. No, no one had understood what had led to such a change, but the fact was that the lesser omegas there were, the less probably one was to be born. It was simply a matter of genetics, really.

And as they became rarer, the search for them caught on fire. Omegas were taken to be the most fertile, the best parents, the best healers. Their quirks often revolved around something that would help with day to day chores, from healing small cuts to producing food. Quirks as theirs… well, they should have belonged to alphas if customs were to be taken into consideration.

Having into account the three women in the room could very well care less about what the fuck everyone thought was customs…

“Can you secure more ingredients for the next batch?” Lia asked Ochako with a tilt of her head, watching as her friend leaned her head against Mina’s arm in thought.

“I’m not due for scouting for another two weeks, so I’ll have to wait until then.” Part of the royal guard, Ochako Uraraka was on the lower ranks, but still making a steady climbing for someone who had only been through training for the past three months. The fact was that her gravity manipulation quirk was well suited for both stealth and combat, and she was a damn good asset for anyone.

And to think that would have all been wasted if she had been carted off into a marriage at a young age like it happened to any omega that appeared on society’s radar.

Sold to the highest bidder, locked away between four walls and bred over and over again. Only there to look pretty and nothing else.

“I can get my part by the end of this week.” Mina chimed in with a thoughtful nod of her head. “Aiwaza is out on a diplomat mission until the end of the month and he has left me in charge until he comes back.”

Poison specialist Mina Ashido was a force to be reckoned with. The acid she could produce was highly corrosive, and as such, more than potentially dangerous. But it was her knowledge of how to actually apply it to her mastery of other dangerous materials that had allowed her to raise through the ranks as Aiwaza’s apprentice. Another good mind would have been lost in the lack of omega rights if they hadn’t grabbed life by its horns.

“I know I can count on you.” Emotion swirled on her green eyes, deep and unsettling as it was, those two women were her friends. Her family. They had been together when their small village had been raided and the three hidden away by her mother’s protective quirk. They had been together as grief struck at the loss of what had been their everything. They had been together as their quirks first developed. They had been together as they followed the old journal her mother had left and found the ingredients for the potion. They had been together as the first rounds made them so sick they thought they wouldn’t survive. They had been together and found ways to change the recipe, make it better, more effective.

They had been together when they had succeed.

And now they were together as they passed as nothing more than betas, scents and cycles halted and hidden away by the concoction that had been their salvation. There were still instincts, and though their own scents couldn’t be felt by anyone, that didn’t mean that they couldn’t smell the world beyond. It wasn’t like betas didn’t have scents because they did, it was more of the fact that they had to actively want them to come out that was the difference. Their pheromones were hidden, untapped.

They could have never passed as alphas, but betas was good enough. Betas had given them more than enough cover for what they wanted to do. They just wanted a chance to be themselves, to utilize their quirks to the best of their abilities and make a name for themselves. Well, Mina and Ochako wanted to make a name for themselves, be the heroes of their own story. Get revenge on the band of bastards that terrorized the kingdom. The same one that had murdered an entire village just to get to the few omegas that had presented that year. The same ones that hadn’t noticed the three little girls hidden away in a secret space.

Oh, it didn’t mean that Lia didn’t want revenge. No. Her blood still boiled and her heart still ached and she would have their bodies on the ground in front of her. But… fuck, she didn’t want to draw attention on herself, didn’t want to be indispensable to the castle and the military like Mina and Ochako. She was going to finish her studies and then she was going to leave. She would never stop her friends, no, her sisters, of searching for the life that had been denied to them after the designation had been found. But well, her suicide mission would be her own.

“We should return.” Ochako finally said. There was a shared nod, a finger on a shadow and the room was suddenly cast in darkness. It was the closest one to all of their quarters, but at a safe distance from the most frequented parts of the castle. She had found it during her first few days, back when they had arrived. Knowing very well just how important it was to know every corner of the place. They need a spot to meet, one where they wouldn’t be found.

Ochako slipped away first with a kiss to their cheeks, a smile, and a promise to see them after breakfast. Because of her entanglement with the army, the brunette was the only one of them that didn’t reside on the castle per se but its grounds. On the barracks that were site for the female dorms. Mina slept in the ground level of the castle, near the large doors that led to the private gardens of the herbalists, doctors and of course, poison experts. And Lia, well, Lia slept two floors up, and two doors down from the library and hall of records she was the keeper of while Nezu was busy doing gods know what. Her bets were on espionage. The elderly man had always been too smart for his own good, and she had been scared at first that he would have sniffed the ruse the three women had put up the first couple of weeks.

Mina slipped out after enough time had passed that it wouldn’t be too suspicious. There was the same affectionate kiss to her cheek, a meeting of their foreheads in a silent please be careful gesture, and then she was alone. The darkness didn’t bother her, and it did give her time to gather the three vials and secure them on the hidden pocket of her skirts. They clinked together, but the sound was muffled by the heavy fabric of her winter dress. Hm… things would be more difficult as the season changed and so did her clothes. Then the sound wouldn’t be so easy to hide in the silent halls.

No matter, that was something that she had to consider later. Maybe wrap the vials in some kind of fabric to make them less likely to make sounds. As enough time lapsed, Lia finally moved from her place near the door, being careful when closing it so the sound didn’t carry. She had expected the click of the door, what she didn’t expect where the words that rung in the air.

“You know…” the tone was light, familiar, shining with amusement. “I always wondered why a librarian would meet with a foot soldier and a poison’s apprentice.”

The breath got knocked out of her body by surprise, heart hammering on her chest as she was quick to turn and bow, eyes coming to rest on his shiny leather boots. Fuck, she had not smelled his approach. Why hadn’t she smelled his approach?

“Your highness.” A greeting, she still did not straighten up. “We traveled together for a long time before arriving on these four walls.” Be as close to the truth as possible, do not let him see through the omission and lies. “We’re kindred spirits and we enjoy being together for some tea.”

Finally, she did straighten up, but her eyes still did not meet his. Not because of his station, but because crown prince Izuku Midoriya was a menace.

“Tea, uh.” His voice was so jovial. There was probably a smile etched on his face right now, and as much as she tried not to, Lia had to see for herself. Green met green and ah yes, there it was.

Sharpness, interest, mirth.

His eyes never lied, did they? Izuku was smart, cunning, a throve of knowledge that was impressive to everyone around him. Statistics of the battles his kingdom fought, names of not only those closest to him but the every living soul that lived on the castle. He knew their quirks, and she would bet her own ass that he knew their weaknesses.

“Why have tea at such a late hour?” still that trivial tone, as if this was a mere conversation between friends. As if she didn’t think that the prince was hiding something very well lethal. Izuku was friendly, charismatic, never once had he ever acted like he had something to hide, something that he couldn’t let come to light. Everyone was always dazzled by the sunshine that was his personality. She had been dazzled by it at first.

“My friends live very busy lives, this is the only time they have for themselves.” Her words were careful, thought over so she didn’t make him think they were spies. Well, not more than he probably already thought, because why would he be in such a dark corridor? Why would he have waited until both her friends had made their way out only to stop her on her tracks? No, he had something planned, and she wasn’t going to be fooled.

“That is true.” A gloved hand was raised to his lips in thought, but his eyes never left hers, even when her own decided to focus on his boots again. She hid the sniff of the air with a heavy breath, his scent was still somewhat hidden, she could only smell the distinctive sharpness of an alpha, but not exactly what made it his own scent. Hm, maybe moonclover, that explained why he had managed to get the drop on her.

Silence stretched in the air and Lia tried not to fidget, he made her too anxious, too nervous.

“Is that all, your highness? I find myself tired and I have to be up early to open the doors of the library for the scholars.” A step towards her. Ah, no, that wasn’t good. “Your highness?”

“I saw the funniest papers before I took my night stroll.” Oh, so that was what the excuse he was giving to having been in this part of the castle? Smart, anyone would fall for it, hell, she should fall for it and use it next time anyone caught her out of her quarters after hours. “Have you heard of the League?”

Suddenly her heart was on her throat and her palms were clammy and why the hell did darkness have to be so effective in fucking up her power? It hid the shadows that she could touch, that she could manipulate. She just needed one touch and she could immobilize him and make her escape. He didn’t need her to speak to continue.

“Of course you haven’t.” That same jovial tone, but as Lia dared to look at Izuku’s face, there it was, that same sharpness in his eyes. And his smile was different too, it had an edge to it. Lia was sure that she had been very thorough in hiding the papers in the hall of records, and her research never left her private quarters. “I mean, that is very confidential information.”

There had to be a point to his prodding, right? “Confidential?” play dumb, play dumb. “Your highness, I must say I do not know what you are speaking about.” It was good that she couldn’t really smell him, she didn’t need that weighting on her mind and instincts. “I only keep things organized at the library and records, I do not have the permission to read the documents.”

“Of course not.” A laugh, so sweet and tilting that it almost relaxed her. She wanted to relax, and if it had been coupled with his scent, she would have definitively had a harder time keeping her muscles tense and ready to bolt. Izuku Midoriya was a menace. “And you’re a good girl.”

There was no helping the way the drop in tone washed over her, how the two words affected her. It was silly and idiotic, but beneath her buried scent and halted cycle, she was still an omega. And omega that had just been praised by an alpha that she was attracted to. A hitch of her breath that she covered with a cough, green eyes looking anywhere but at the prince. Alarms were blaring on her mind and all she wanted to do was book it, but fuck, if she gave as much as a step, she would give up the fact that it had been something illicit that the three friends had been doing. That she had done more than read over the classified records.

“I try to be, your highness. All I want is to be of help.” Not a lie, really. She did enjoy being of help, but the fact was that her help would be in making sure the League couldn’t get to more villages like her own. Couldn’t keep wrecking terror in the lives of the people in the country. She just needed to solidify her information, needed to know exactly how many they were, what their quirks were. Needed to have a plan at ready so it wasn’t a suicide mission without a point. After all, she already had the perfect bait. “Is there anything else?” The can I go went unsaid.

“Their last attack was two days ago.” Her heart halted, her breath hitched and against her will, her eyes were once more meeting his own. That was new information, one that had yet to be recorded so she could have a look at it. Izuku continued through her shock “There was a small force of the army stationed at the town because we knew it would be their next target, one of them survived, so we finally know what they’re really after.”

“Did you not know before?” she did. Ochaco did. Mina did. They had never shared it with anyone else. After all, they didn’t even know the League was the one responsible until Lia had found out the name of the band just last month. They were after the best bargaining chips of all. The one thing that could buy entire battalions. The one thing that could give them enough riches to arm said battalion.

“A cremated village does not give much of information.” His comment was so light but it still brought grief to choke at her throat. She would have nightmares that night, she was sure of it. Of charred bodies and debris. Of the sickly scent of death and cut off pheromones. Of destruction and loneliness. Fuck, the years did not make it easier, did they? “As I was saying, one of the betas stationed there survived. I think you knew him. Yo Shindo.”

“He is part of my friend’s training group.” What was his quirk? Something to do with vibrations, right? She didn’t really know the guy, not more than her friends did, if she was honest. They still kept everyone at a safe distance.

“Correct, part of the thirteenth battalion. It’s really a miracle he has survived with such extensive burns, not to speak of the smoke inhalation.” His eyes did that hazy thing they sometimes did when he was about to spout his knowledge. Lia was enraptured. “We still don’t know if he will survive the next few days, but he was lucid enough to give his testimony. It’s impressive really, what someone can do with adrenaline in their systems, with the need to protect ingrained in every fiber of their being. Shindo said they destroyed half the men in one single hit. Awful fire power, blue flames.” Dabi. That had to be Dabi. “Then there was a woman, wicked aim, thirst for blood.” Toga Himiko. “A lizard hybrid, so I can only guess it’s an animal traits quirk.” There wasn’t a name on the files, but during the attack she had heard the name Spinner called out. “I guess the most dangerous is the leader, though, Shindo said he decayed one of the warriors to ash with just a touch of his hand.” Tomura Shigaraki. “It’s impressive just how much destruction four people can do.”

Lia opened her mouth but found that she could not get her voice to cooperate, so she closed it again. His eyes still hadn’t focused so it wasn’t like he wasn’t going to keep spewing information. “Shindo said they had a very specific reason for attacking that village. And you really have to wonder where they get their information, because it had just been submitted the week prior to the attack.” A thoughtful hum “They must really have a far reach, so I doubt that they don’t have accomplices. All black market traders must have them. And if not accomplices, at least helpers, people who will dispose of the goods.”

She wanted to run, so damn much, but he was still talking and it was information. It would come at a price eventually, but for now he was still spewing it and she was still very much taking it all in “They had registered an omega the week before.” Finally the sharpness returned to his eyes, and oh, it was so much worse to have the full force of his gaze on her. “They’re trading omegas for power, connections to the most ruthless of families.” The cape he was wearing shifted as he tilted to the side, weight coming to rest on just one of his legs. “Shigaraki wants the throne.”

Again with the silence, the stretchy kind. The one that seemed to wrap around her and suffocate her because what could Lia say that wouldn’t incriminate her, that wouldn’t show Izuku just how privy to that information she had been? The League had brought her village to the ground in search of the three of them, had killed over a hundred people in the matter of minutes. They were terrifying. Horribly so.

She would still like their head on a plate.

“Why are you confiding this on me, your highness?” she tried to play it as if she was confused, but her voice was so tired. She was so tired.

“You know, at first I thought you might be working for them.” He didn’t let her gasp of outrage interrupt him “But you never looked for information about battle strategies, about defense. They were all at your grasp, you could have been as careful with that as you were with the actual information you were looking for.” Something was thrown to her feet, something that made a soft thud as it landed. Lia bent to pick it up, paling at the small ring that had been wrapped in silk. It was nothing fancy or expensive, it was made of steel, after all. But it had been locked together with her research.

“You’ve been to my room.” She felt violated in a way. No one had ever dared to intrude upon her privacy, not even the people she considered family.

“I did always think you had pretty handwriting.” Izuku commented lightly, but there was a flash of teeth, and suddenly he wasn’t so jovial anymore. He was a predator, dangerous and callous and oh very ready to strike. “Those notes were very meticulous, you know? Mine are better though.”

Fuck, fuck, fuck. She really needed the clouds to get away from the moon so she could have a way to reach a shadow, any shadow. At least all he knew was that she had an unhealthy obsession with the League, there was no way that he could know about the real reason of it all.

“So, I study the League. I am in no way in cohorts with them, you don’t need to worry about me, your highness.” His eyes were too sharp, too dangerous.

“I have an extensive record of their previous attacks.” There had to be a point to why he was telling her this, right? It just had to be. “So of course, with this new information I just had to search the records to see if there was a pattern of omega registrations and their attacks. And can you guess what I found?”

A hole. He had found a hole of her own making because the first thing that Lia had done when she had been alone in the hall of records was find the damn omega registration corner and make sure no one could ever find their names on that list. “You found what you were looking for, your highness?” she tried for light, for curious, for something that would get his off her scent as if he wasn’t a bloodhound ready to pounce on its prey.

“I found an outlier.” Of course he didn’t get the bait, what was she expecting? “Every single village attacked had registered an omega sometime before the attack, all but one.”

Breath in. Breath out. Steady. No emotion on her face. She could do it, couldn’t she?

“So that left me with a very big question. Why would they go off pattern? I would understand if it was a port of commerce or even if it held a noble that put their full support on the kingdom, but no, it was a small village with just one trait. An uncommon number of omegas.”

Mei was a very small village, but it had boasted really good fertility rates. In all accounts.

“Maybe they hoped that by killing the mates they could get the omegas.” Please take the bait, please take the bait.

“We both know it doesn’t work that way.” No, it didn’t. Once fully mated, an omega would be crippled by the death of their mate. Some had lost their quirk, others had lost their will to live. But she didn’t think it would have mattered much to the league of villains. But it probably mattered to those that were counting on a whole omega, not just a shadow of themselves. “So that led me to think about the quiet little beta that I’ve seen sneak out of the hall of records more than once.” He had seen her? How long had he been watching her do her research on the league? How long had he concealed his presence and how long had he been planning to confront her with it?

And what did he have to gain by doing so?

“Your highness, I have done nothing to hinder your power or reign.”

“That’s the thing, what could you possibly achieve by collecting information about the League’s patterns?” Hints of pine and leather, his scent was starting to unravel. “You have not contacted with anyone besides your friends, you spend most of your time on your duties. You have nothing to gain in all of this. You do not wish for the downfall of the king. You don’t wish for the downfall of the kingdom.”

A step closer. Leather boots on the ground and an increase of her heart rate… and her need to bolt for the nearest exit. Could she jump out of the window and make a run for it? Probably not, prince Izuku was already quite quick on his feet, let alone if he used his quirk to improve his speed.

Leather, pine and lightening. His scent hit her full force as whatever he had taken finally wore off. It was as overwhelming as it always was, and in such close proximity nonetheless.

“So you can only wish for one thing - secrecy.” He stopped halfway towards her, enough that he could lower his voice “But secrecy over what? The three of you are already pretty secretive about your past, no one really knows where you come from and you’ve claimed that you’ve been nomads all your life. So why settle now?” oh. She had given him a mystery to solve. He liked mysteries. “So that had to be part of it, right? That little village, no records of new omegas in the registry. It all didn’t add up.”

“Your highness.” Her voice was high pitched even to her ears, fuck, how the fuck had he gotten all this figured out? “I do not know what you are hinting at, you can smell it for yourself. We’re betas. We’ve always been betas.”

He stilled, and suddenly his gaze was back on her. “I didn’t say it was the omega part that didn’t add up.”

Oh.

She had fucked up. Would the ground just swallow her up?

“Which begs the question. Why are you so keen on saying you’re a beta when I can obviously gather that on my own?” alarm bells all around her. Loud and chaotic and was it her heart? Beating at a mile a hour? “You’re not worried I think you’re a spy.” It wasn’t a question, so she didn’t even bother to answer. She could see the cogs on his head turning, could see the pieces falling into place.

He relaxed. “It has crossed my mind, but I put the possibility as an impossibility because one could never mask it that well. Even when I make use of moonclover I can never get the scent of alpha to stop clinging to my skin, then there’s the fact that you’ve been here enough for your cycle to have hit already. And it has not.” It would not, the potion they took halted it. It was a stasis of sort. But she wasn’t about to tell him that and give him more ammunition. “But that’s exactly it, isn’t it? You’re…”

His words were halted by her hands pressing to his lips. Lia hadn’t even felt herself move before he was on the tips of her toes, palms covering his mouth so the word would not pass through it. Her heart was beating so fast and her breath was coming in pants, she was becoming dizzy. His gloved fingers wrapped around her wrists, and she had never been gifted with strength, so it was easy for him to pull her hands from his face.

His smile was positively demoniac.

Lia had just confirmed what he thought was only a possibility.

And still he did not let go of her.

“Interesting.” It was very deliberate the way each fingers pulled away from her skin, it was even more deliberate the way he pushed past her to open the door of the room she had just been in with her friends. Was it that night? Or was she in a strange time warp? It felt like so long ago. “Do enter. Or would you rather discuss everything else in the open?”

No, she would not. And he was well aware of that, wasn’t he? How could he not be? Lia entered the room without complaint, but she did make a play to light the lantern she had turned off. Once more his fingers found her wrist. How had he approached her so quickly? “Ah, ah, ah.” He chided with a shake of his head “I’m not going to give you ammunition to run away.” Of course he knew about her quirk, of course. “I didn’t plan for this to be your secret, but it does not change the outcome.”

“The outcome.” She let her hand fall down to her side, so Izuku let go of her. Good, because Lia put as much distance between them as possible.

“Well, yes, you see. Blackmail.”

She blinked at that. “What? I have nothing you could possibly find useful, your highness”

“No? I guess you are but a peasant with no information to give me. Your quirk is useful, but you did not go into the army as Uraraka has done. You also do not have the expertise of a poison master like Ashido does. What can I possibly want from you?”

Lia frowned. All that he said was the truth, and she had no shame in that, after all, she wasn’t there to give her skills use, she was there to gather information and then bolt towards what was probably certain death. “Then what do you wish from me?”

“Entertainment.” His smile was easy going again, but there was still that edge to it that didn’t let her fall into the lull of security. Not that she would have when he had let the mask fall just a few minutes ago.

“Hire some bards for that.” The words escaped her mouth before she could stop them, and Izuku seemed surprised that she would bite back. But his smile seemed to widen at that.

“There it is. I’ve wondered where your claws were hidden, kitten.” Of all times that her mouth had to run its own course, it had to be when she was being threatened with exposure by the damn crown prince himself. “I’ve seen you use that sharp little tongue on a few soldiers before. But you’ve always been so polite to me.”

“You’re the crown prince.” She countered.

“Ah yes, that puts a dampener on tempers.” Was he mocking her? “But not that kind of entertainment.”

Lia frowned at that “I do not understand. What kind of entertainment can a prince wish for? You have a full library at your service. A kitchen full of the best chefs. A purse full of coins for what you cannot make for yourself.” His mirthful eyes egged her on “You have courtesans at your beck and call. I have nothing you do not already have.”

“You have my attention.”

“What?”

“I could destroy your life with this information, you know?” his comment was so flippant it made her want to slap him. “Omegas are supposed to be nothing but caretakers of children and home.”

“Then destroy my life.” How was it possible that his smile only increased? What was he getting at? She felt more like a mouse than a cat.

“Do you wish to bring Ashido and Uraraka down with you?” her heart dropped.

“What do you mean? I’m the omega.” She paled, but thankfully it was hidden by the darkness in the room. “Do not bring them into this.”

“Do you think I’m stupid, kitten?” he leaned his hip against the table, worked his gloves off his hands “You’ve made it a point to defend that the three of you were betas, not just that you were, as if I was going to wonder about their designation as well. You keep meeting up in this very room. And you have come together to work at the palace. If you’re capable of hiding so well, what’s to say you can’t hide them as well?” He leaned forward “They’d lose their jobs, the positions they earned through effort and merit. Such a shame.”

“You would not.” Would he?

“Want to bet their lives on it?” it wasn’t like Izuku didn’t know the answer that would leave her lips.

Shoulders sagged in defeat “No, I do not.”

Lia thought he would be speaking after that, instead she was met with silence. One that didn’t waver until she was looking at him once more. When had her eyes moved from his frame? Maybe during his speech about destroying the lives of the two people Lia would give her own for. “Alright.” She finally allowed “State your terms.”

Once again with that sharp twist of his lips, that smile that was more teeth than anything else. It was strange how attractive it was. “Your submission for my silence.”

Her mouth opened in surprise “My what?”

“Your submission.” He gave a tired sigh “I believe you are smarter than this. Why do you keep parroting that question?”

“You must know that I still don’t understand what you gain with any of this.” Besides pleasure that was, she wasn’t going to play dumb and pretend she didn’t know exactly what kind of submission he wanted from her. “Money buys everything, even submission. You have no need for blackmail to achieve that.”

“I have no need for money to achieve that.”

“Alright, so that makes it more baffling that you’re using blackmail to get what you can do with a few sweet smiles and words.”

Izuku chuckled. He chuckled as if it was funny that she was questioning his reasons for wanting such a thing from her. “You forget the value of entertainment in all of this. I could very well charm a pretty thing or buy the favors of a courtesan, but then where would be my fun?”

“In sex?” she looked at him as if he had grown another head. Maybe he had.

“You find sex fun?” Oh she’d fallen for that one.

“I would not know.” No point in lying if she was going to go through with this. “But your soldiers are pretty vocal.” So was Mina. But she wasn’t about to sully her friend’s name in front of the crown prince when the dirt wasn’t even dirt to begin with. Not if she had been anything else than a woman, than an omega.

His glee increased “Untouched.”

“Would it have mattered?”

“Not really.” He admitted with a shrug of his shoulders “But I can’t help but be pleased.”

“You also shouldn’t have been surprised. An omega is rarely touched before marriage.” It didn’t matter that marriage was usually so quick the ink had barely dried on the registration, it was still the truth. “So you wish for submission because it’s entertaining?”

A nod of his head and that damn smile “And because I’ve always wondered.” He didn’t continue, so she sent him a pointed but questioning look. He still left her to wait for a couple of unnerving seconds. “How you look with tears running down your face.”

Oh. Her face burned and once again she was glad for the cover of darkness, though by his chuckle, Lia could bet that Izuku knew very well the state his words had left her in “Pain achieves the same effect.” Would she rather have pain? She truly didn’t know.

“Maybe. I much prefer to see the tears for another reason.” A shrug of his shoulders, as if he was rolling her words off of them. So annoying. “Though I guess a little pain mixed with pleasure only heightens the sensations. I’m no stranger to some spanking from time to time.”

“You’re not going to put me over your knee like a misbehaving child.” She ground out with a huff, arms crossing over her chest.

“No, not like a child. You’ll see.” He waved her words as if they were nothing “You are in no position to make demands, are you? If I say jump, all you have to ask is how high. Secrecy of this magnitude comes at great cost, you know.”

“My self worth and agency, you mean.”

“You measure your own self worth, and the beauty of this arrangement is that your agency is to bend to my will. To fulfill my every whim. You’re going to submit out of your own free choice, kitten.” Lia closed her eyes and took a deep breath, which was a mistake as it did give her a whiff of his scent. He had no right smelling as good as he did. When he didn’t continue, she opened her eyes “Don’t try and fool yourself into thinking you had no agency in all of this.”

“The other choice is rubbish.” A glare directed at him, another laugh from his part.

“Ah, but a choice nonetheless.” Did he make fair deals? Probably not, but the fact was that it was a deal, one she could back out of. But doing so would have consequences that she could have shouldered if they had been hers alone. But she had Ochako and Mina to think about.

“My submission for your silence.” Lia finally agreed with a nod of her head, hands clasped behind her. “When should we do it.”

He leaned backwards, one hand idly reaching for the lantern to flick it on once more. Light filled the room, weak at first and then growing in strength as more fuel was added to the flame. “You seem to think it’ll be an one time thing.”

Lia frowned “Is it not?”

“Of course not. For as long as I want. Or at least as long as you want your secret kept.” He returned to his initial position, as if he hadn’t just dropped her in what seemed like a bathtub full of ice for all the cold that had sunk in her veins.

She grit her teeth. Stupid smart alpha. Instead of biting the bullet, she instead tried a diversion “You were against me turning the light on before, so why did you do it now?”

“You hadn’t agreed to anything before. You were still undecided, but now you have given your word for our deal, so I know that you won’t try and skirt away from it.” Izuku tilted his head “Who could have said that you wouldn’t have commandeered me through my shadow? Killed me and then ran away?”

“I would have not killed you, your highness.” As much of a manipulative guy as he was, she held no ill intent towards Izuku.

“Master.”

“What?” ok, maybe she was starting to harbor ill intent towards the crown prince.

“When we’re alone, that’s what you will call me. Because that’s what I am to you know, your master.” Oh, that was so self satisfaction on his tone. Lia did take back her words, she could very well kill him. But that would have meant putting herself in the shoes of a fugitive, and she still hadn’t gathered enough information to be sure she could take out at least one of the main elements of the League.

But the fact was that with him forcing her hand, well, the idea was something she couldn’t shake out of her head. His eyes are darker than hers, still a vivid green, but not the aqua that her own vision held. And they were amused, the sharpness in them out in the open because he had already shown her just who he was behind the smiles and laughter. Izuku was a good strategist, had always been, and he probably had been planning everything for a while had he not?

“You look positively murderous.” He leaned forward then, fingers stretching and catching onto a lock of brown hair, twirling it around without much thought. “How much of a difference is it to call me one thing over the other? As your prince, I still hold power over you. My word is only surpassed by my father’s, you know that.”

“As a prince, you do not hold full power over my free will.” He was studying her again, fingers letting go of her hair so he could grip the table instead. “A Master does.” She pressed her lips together. “So no, it’s not just a change in words and you know it very well.”

“Aren’t you a sharp one, kitten?” once again with that nickname, Lia frowned but did not comment, instead, she crossed her arms and looked out of the window and into the night sky. What could she say? What more could the omega voice out that hadn’t been said already? “So will you do it?”

Fuck, he was pushing her buttons.

Her shoulders tensed and then… And then she was relaxing because she was trapped and he had her in the palm of his hand because one wrong move, one wrong word and all they had built these past months would be crumbling down.

“I will.”

The sound of his hands clapping together brought her attention back to the alpha, his scent swallowed up the room, slowly digging into her reserves until the way her muscles relaxed wasn’t due to her defeat, but by her own genetic make up. The concoction that halted their cycles and hid their scents didn’t actually erase their instincts. Scents still affected them, as did alpha behaviors in general. Lia wasn’t sure how an alpha tone would make them react because that hadn’t happened yet, but she didn’t doubt that if it ever did their cover could be blown.

“Come here.” It was a soft request, and one that she heeded, walking the few steps until she was near enough for one of his hands to grasp her hip. The heat of his hand was searing even through the fabric of her dress as he moved her to his liking, his legs opening so she could fit between them. His eyes were darker, and finding herself not really capable of handling them, she slowly moved hers to the side. Her eyes caught the earing he was wearing, an onyx pendant in the shape of a diamond that reached the raised collar of his cape. It was pretty, and it fit him in a way that she wasn’t expecting.

They spent a few minutes like that. Her hands twitched as she wondered if she was supposed to do something but she didn’t really want to ask, and Izuku didn’t seem very keen on going further than just being close to her. He wasn’t touching her anymore, his hand had fallen away the second she had slotted herself between his thighs, and even them were parted enough that the omega had enough space to leave her hands at her side and still not touch him. Once again she was met with the question of what exactly did he want? Why her?

And still he was close enough that she could feel the heat radiating from his body.

Her hands twitched again and she finally gave into the temptation to cross her arms over her chest, if only for something to do. The alpha reached for her wrists before she could actually do it, though, thumbs running over the scent glands on her wrists and leaving her heart a stuttering mess.

It was enough to snap her out of silence. “You cannot do that!” He let her pull her hands away, back to her sides, and she would not think she had actually been strong enough to get out of his grasp. That would be fooling herself because Izuku was and would always be stronger than her. “I cannot smell like you or rumors will spread.”

“Uh.” From the corner of her eye Lia watched his head tilt as if he was in thought “I guess it would be strange if you suddenly had the scent of an alpha on you.”

She didn’t bother to tell him that it would be even stranger that the scent came from the crown prince himself. He wasn’t supposed to have his attention on her, that was for certain.

“How do you manage it?” curiosity laced his tone and it brought her eyes to him, he was looking at her with the biggest and most expectant eyes, they weren’t a ploy, that was just what he looked like when he was faced with shiny new information, with a shiny new puzzle. “I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that you do not have a scent on you.” He was talking faster now and it was almost endearing, the way he appeared almost child like in his curiosity. “Me and Kachaan used to try and see who could stretch their scent in the widest area right after transitioning, but then it’s been more than a nuisance when dealing with political ambassadors because they are always waiting for that one tell from you and your scent just gives it away.”

Like his was now, becoming brighter, lighter, the pine in a sunny day, well worn leather from good use, and the field after a thunderstorm. In lieu of herself, Lia couldn’t help but take a heady breath of it. He didn’t seem to notice. “You don’t know how good it’d be for us if we could just tamp down the scent for longer than a couple of hours, especially for Kachaan, he never quite got the hang on control of his emotions. And father sent him in a political tour of the kingdoms, that wasn’t the smartest decision if I can be honest. But if I was the one to go then I would have probably missed you.”

And just like that his attention was back on her even though her mind was still reeling for all that information dump he had decided on giving her. Was she even supposed to answer him? Apparently not as he continued.

“You would have passed right under his radar.” That would have been a dream come true “He’s really good when it comes to battles, and heck, he as a mean brain inside that thick skull of his, but he also doesn’t really pay attention to most things that don’t revolve around a battle field.” Was he complimenting his brother or was he insulting him? Lia was unsure and Izuku kept spewing information at a quick pace and she had to listen really closely to be able to actually take it all in “I barely noticed. If I hadn’t seen you sneak into the hall of records I might have thought you an innocent bystander on all of this.”

“I am an innocent bystander.” She was a victim. Family slaughtered. Life thrown in the air. And when she had tried to make something out of it, the rug had to be once again pulled from under her feat in the form of an alpha with too sharp green eyes. “I am not a spy, your….”

His eyes dared her to continue. His earlier words resonated in her mind, so she closed her eyes before taking a deep breath. “I am not a spy, Master.” Lia corrected herself.

“I am still unsure about that.” His hands came up to grab at her hair, not really to pull but to move the strands until they were framing her face, tips falling down to her hips. Maybe she should have cut it short like Ochako and Mina’s, but they had done so in favor of practicality, after all, one was a warrior and the one dealt with poisons every day of her week. She dealt in bound tomes and loose papers. “Tell me, why the interest in the League?”

“Don’t you have everything figured out already?” her voice was bitter. “I offered you my submission, I never said anything about my secrets or my mind.”

“You’re right.” The sting to her scalp was so sudden it made Lia hiss and open her eyes, he had caught a handful of brown hair in his hands and tugged. In a way it felt like punishment for her refusal to give him the answers that he sought “But you must also know I will find out eventually.”

“If you wanted answers that bad you could have made that your deal.” His fingers let go of her hair to massage her stinging scalp, and the attention felt too good. A soft exhale from her frame as her body relaxed even if he had been the one to cause the pain in the first place. “Does that mean you want to change your deal?”

A pause. He surveyed her with those green eyes of his, this time she didn’t shy away from his gaze, not even when his fingers moved down her neck and over her shoulders. Down through her arms until his hands came to rest on her elbows and bent her arms, it was instinct for Lia to clutch his forearms, and it was probably his intention on all of this, was it not?

“You’ll tell me.”

“Alright.” She was going to continue but Izuku shook his head, making her frown in confusion. “Isn’t that your way of telling me that you want information now?”

He smiled at her “It’s my assurance that you’ll eventually tell me.” A hum, drawn out, his arms retreating so he could grasp her hands and lead them to his thighs. The fabric beneath was soft, and she thought they might be satin. What a strange detail to hang on. “For now I’ll be happy with the fact that I have you under my gaze. If you truly are dangerous, there is not much you can do if I keep you occupied, is there?”

“So you still…” she frowned.

“Yes, the deal still stays.” She didn’t know if she should feel disappointed or not. The fact was that there wasn’t much harm about telling him why she was so interested with the League. It was more a question of principle when Izuku had already figured out so much about her past, even though what was one last piece, it was still hers to give. And Lia liked the fact that she got to keep something for herself. “Hey, look at me.”

She set her eyes on his, why did they keep wandering? Why was it so hard to actually look the prince in the eyes for more than a couple of seconds? Maybe because she felt like he could read her like an open book whenever his gaze stayed on her for too long, maybe because getting such undivided attention was strange and climatic and she really did not know what he truly wanted.

A pressure on her lips, the brunette was going to look down to see what it was but his voice kept her locked in place “Eyes on me. Do not look away.” A couple of seconds ticked by and when her gaze stayed on his, he finally gave a nod of approval. “Open up.”

Oh.

Her lips parted, and it didn’t take a genius to figure out that he was pressing two of his fingers into her mouth. A blush raised on her cheeks as he stopped just short of the second knuckle, not really doing anything but staying there. And yet, she still squirmed under his watchful stare, still tried to will herself relaxed because she didn’t really know the why or how of things. God, everything was strange and she was caught in his web and in a way, at that moment, it all felt a bit dreamy.

His fingers were long, and though they had seemed thin and lithe when in contrast with his own body, they were obviously thicker than she expected when near her own. When inside her mouth. And God, it was filthy the way he pushed them further in, just up to his second knuckle, only to pull them out to the tips and push back again. Was she supposed to do anything? Should this be heating up her body like it was? To take her mind out of everything, her eyes focused on the freckles on his cheek, barely visible as his body mostly blocked the light from the lantern, but if she could count them…

Izuku stilled, a disapproving sigh leaving his lips “Thought I told you to look at me.”

She could only form words because his fingers left her mouth, wet with her drool that he traced over her cheek and down her jaw, leaving a wet trail that cooled down in the night air. “I am looking at you, your highness.”

Another heavy disapproving sigh “You do not do well with direct requests, do you?”

Her mouth opened to retort, his words stopped her.

“You looked away from my eyes. You called me by the wrong title. If I had issued another order, would you have also breezed past it as well?” she hadn’t even noticed. Her lips remained closed, though, she didn’t really care to give him an apology when she wasn’t sorry about her behavior. A beat of silence, he was waiting for an apology. Lia still didn’t give him one.

His laugh was unexpected, so loud she wanted to cover his mouth because she was afraid it would be heard out of the room. Did he want to be caught? It wasn’t like his reputation would be the one to fall into shambles. So did he even care? “Brat.”

“What?”

“You keep repeating that question.” Another full body chuckle that she felt because her hands were still on his thighs. He leaned forward a bit, still not fully entering her personal space in a way, but still too close for comfort. “But yes, a brat. I had something else planned, but can’t really let you get away with defying me twice in a row.”

Something different planned? Was that the reason he had his fingers in her mouth? She couldn’t really see how having them between her lips would have aided anything that would give her pleasure. Lia tried to wrack her brain for the details of sexual exploits that Mina had told her, but really, all she could think about was…

“Kneel.”

His hands moved to her own, stilled them from moving and helped her steady her body as she moved to her knees. Now she was eye level with his crotch and could notice the obvious raise on the fabric. She half wondered what was he drunk on, if on the control he held over her in that moment or the fact that he had watched his fingers do a facsimile of what he was going to do now.

As she settled into the knew position, Izuku’s hands moved to the ties that kept the front of his pants closed, undoing them with a dexterity she wasn’t sure she would have. But unlike what Lia was expecting, he didn’t reach to take himself out of the confines. She chanced a glance at him and oh, he was watching her.

“Do you know what I want from you?” his question caught her off guard.

“Overall? Sex. Right now? My bet’s on my mouth.” A quirk of her lips, not really a smile, but close. He hummed and his fingers were once again pressing against her lips, this time, he didn’t have to tell her to part them. Izuku resumed what he had been doing before, thrusting them in and out at a leisurely pace, as if they had the whole night for him finish what he wanted. In a way, she guessed that they did have it.

“Yes.” His voice was lower now, and as Lia looked up at him, his eyes were transfixed by the sight of his fingers on her mouth. “More than that.” His eyes darkened as his fingers stopped their thrusts to push farther into her, until they were down to the last knuckle and her throat was constricting around them in an effort to get them out. “You’re going to take me in this pretty mouth of yours.” His fingers pulled enough that they weren’t testing her gag reflex anymore “And I’m going to fuck it until you’re a sobbing mess.” He pushed his fingers forward once more, showing just what he meant by forcing them even further down if that was even possible.

His words were dirty and his actions were dirtier, and yet, surprisingly, she found herself aching between her legs at the idea of being used by him. She was going to blame that one on his scent still clinging to her nostrils and making her light headed. Or maybe that was the way that she had stopped breathing the moment his fingers had pushed down her throat again.

A heady gulp of air as they finally pulled back, a thin strand of saliva connecting her shiny lips to his equally shiny fingers “Breathe through your nose when you have something on your mouth, otherwise you’re going to pass out.”

“Okay.” That was good advice that she didn’t know if she would remember when it was his length in her mouth instead of his fingers, but really, it was almost sweet the way he was trying to ease her discomfort in some way. Or maybe it was just to heighten his own pleasure? But Lia thought she had heard some of the soldiers mentioning they liked when someone gagged on their cock?

The hand that hadn’t been on her mouth slipped inside his pants, and her attention was stolen away from her own mind towards the length that was taken out of the fabric. A shade darker than the skin in his body, somehow she had expected it to be harder than it was, or angrier looking. It was definitively thicker and longer than she had expected though, not that she had any kind of comparison. Maybe they were all that size. Lia could feel Izuku’s eyes on her, as if he was expecting her to say something, what was she supposed to say? “Uh. I don’t know what to think.” That did sum it up and it would probably be enough for him.

“Would it help if I told you it’s not fully hard yet.” Her eyes snapped to his face to be met with the most amused glance that she had ever gotten from him, she flushed furiously and looked back at his cock with narrowed eyes. What did he mean when he said it wasn’t fully hard yet? It certainly didn’t look floppy to her.

He laughed at her reaction, increasing her embarrassment by twofold. Her eyes watched in fascination as his hand started to move up and down the length, his chest expanding as he gave a pleasurable breath that somehow made that dull ache between her thighs grow thicker. And it was then that she understood that he hadn’t been kidding, as more blood flowed to his length, he grew harder and thicker, the head of him becoming redder. Okay, so that was obviously way thicker than his fingers had been.

Lia licked her lips, and she could feel the way his eyes had zeroed in the motion. A drop of liquid collected on the tip of his cock, and Izuku swiped it with his thumb, but instead of rubbing it on himself, he brought it against her lips. The invitation was clear. Once more she opened her mouth, and once more his finger found its way inside.

This time her tongue touched the pad, took in the drop with a small swipe. It tasted salty sweet, not unpleasant, but at the same time strange. A pleased hum from him as his thumb slipped from her mouth but he still didn’t really tell her she should start, was he waiting for her to make the first move? Should Lia bend down and take him into her mouth? Or maybe she should lick him just as she did with his finger?

God, she really didn’t know what to do and a part of her really, really wanted to make sure she pleased the alpha. That was the omega in her, wasn’t it? The one that was taken by being on her knees in front of an alpha that only had eyes for her at that moment, one whose scent enveloped her in a way that made her tremble. His scent had become headier with arousal, she hadn’t even noticed before, but it was impossible not to now.

What was he waiting? Why wasn’t he saying anything? Lia squirmed, nervous and unsure, trying to make sense of the thoughts running through her mind though some of them didn’t really seem to be hers. They were flashes of instinct, the omega inside of her unfurling because of the situation she found herself in.

Finally, Izuku took pity on her. Or maybe he had worked her up to the place he wanted her to be. One of his hands cupped the back of her head, applying pressure so she leaned forward, mouth opening tentatively as the distance became smaller. His grip on her hair stopped her just shy of pressing her lips against what she thought would be a very soft skin. Lia swallowed, not really keen on breaking the silence that enveloped them like a blanket. It flitted across her skin and left her feeling wired and aching, it was a strange kind of adrenaline that had the brunette huffing out a breath wondering just what he had planned for her.

Her heart hammered on her throat, eyes closing as she tried to get her breathing to fall back to the regular rise and fall of her chest. The waiting was killing her, literally leaving her breathless and squirming and Lia still didn’t know what the alpha wanted and it was too damn frustrating. His fingers wrapped around her throat. Her eyes shot to look at him, and it was… her lack of breath had nothing to do with the hand splayed on her neck. The green of his eyes was dark, pupils swallowing up his iris, under that gaze one would think that they were the most desired being on the planet. She hadn’t doubted him before when he had told her he could get submission without paying for it, but the idea was burned to ashes just by that look. Anyone would have killed to be pinned by such a stare.

Her fingers curled on the fabric of his thighs, looser now that they were untied and pushed just bellow his hips, her breath puffed against his cock and she could see more precum glistening on the tip of it. How strange was it that in that moment she almost thought it pretty? What a silly concept. Lia still didn’t know if the arousal was for her or simply for the headiness of control over her.

Maybe she was no better than the sluts someone claimed omegas to be when faced with a dick so close to her face, maybe all she needed was an alpha looking at her for more than a second and she was weak. Or maybe, just maybe, it was her own reaction to him. To Izuku.

“Tongue.” His voice was pure sin. Low and growly and her thighs pressed together in answer as though he had said it between her legs instead of above her. Would his sounds of pleasure be voiced in that same tone? Oh, she really hoped they would.

Lia stuck her tongue out, amazed when he finally pressed his length to the small muscle. The skin of him was saltier than the taste she had of his precum, but as he rubbed the head of his cock firmer against her tongue she felt the taste of it again. A soft hum from her, eyes half lidded but still looking up at him, watching as the corners of his eyes crinkled just so when she gave a tentative lick. She did again and was rewarded with a soft groan, his hand giving so she’d be allowed to move as she wished.

The brunette still didn’t move her hands, kept with fingers curled on his pants, even as she leaned further into him, tongue running down the vein on the underside of him. He was velvety and warm, the taste wasn’t unpleasant, and his heavy breathing made her conscious of her own. The two of them stayed like that for a while, green eyes settled on her frame as she explored the length of him with varying strokes of her tongue.

It was slow, it was bewitching, she had to break it.

Her cheek pressed against his thigh, aqua eyes looking up at him “You said you were going to make me cry. I don’t see how this will achieve that.” Was that her voice? It was as breathy as his had been a couple of minutes prior, an octave lower than her normal tone.

His laughter was as unexpected as the hand that cupped her free cheek, Lia looked up at him dumbfounded, not really understanding what was so funny about what she had said. “You’re a brat.”

Heat filled her cheeks at his words, face pressing against his thigh as she groaned “Shut up.”

“I’ve been going slow because this is your first time taking a cock inside of your mouth, just because I’m not immediately jumping to have those pretty lips wrapped around me doesn’t mean I won’t get to my end goal just the same.” Okay, yeah, that kind of made sense and made more embarrassment flush deep inside of her. She shouldn’t have said anything, should she? His fingers tugged at her hair, bringing her attention back to him, letting him lead her head from his thigh back to his cock. “But I’ll bite this time.”

The blunt head of him pressed against the seam of her lips and she opened without qualms, letting him thrust the length into her mouth with another one of those groans that made her thighs press together. His hand weaved itself into her hair, tugging at the scalp as he guided her up and down his cock. Lia pressed her tongue against the underside of him and was rewarded with a breath that sounded more like a moan, so she knew she had done well. With every tug of her hair, her mouth went farther down, though he was still only letting half of it slip inside of her mouth.

She discovered why when she forced herself to take him further than he was pushing her, cock slipping into her throat and making her shudder and gag. The panic was immediate, and his look as Izuku allowed her to pull away from him was the visual of ‘I told you so’. Lia squirmed under the gaze, upset with herself for pushing but at the same time upset at herself for not being able to take it. A determined breath was given before the brunette was returning to his cock, taking him into her mouth again.

“Relax your throat.” His thumb rubbed against her jaw and she looked at him before closing her eyes with a hum. And oh! Did he just twitch against her tongue? Did that mean that humming against him felt good? Maybe it was the vibrations… Taking his previous advice, his newest and poor sheer stubbornness, Lia pressed on, taking more and more of him until her lips were pressed against his navel.

It was an accomplishment that was uncomfortable, and she had to pull back up straight away because her throat constricted around him so much she was afraid she would forget how to breathe. She would probably have chocked if she didn’t pull away straight away. Still, she looked up at Izuku with triumph in her eyes and lips shiny from her own saliva.

His thumb rubbed the wetness down to her chin “Such a good girl.” Oh, oh. The praise traveled down her spine and to her core, making it clench around nothing, making her feel empty and pent up. “I wasn’t going to make you deepthroat me yet, but you did it all on yourself.” Was that whine her? By the way his eyes sparkled, yeah, it had been. Izuku straightened his posture so he wasn’t leaning against the table anymore, and Lia did have to raise on her knees so she was still eye level with his length. “So you’re going to let me cum down your throat too, won’t you, kitten?”

“Yes.” She breathed.

“Yes, what?”

A beat of hesitation “Yes, master.”

“Very good.” She didn’t have time to deal with his praise before he was pushing into her parted mouth again, and this time? He let go of all pretenses of keeping himself in control, the grip on her hair sent tingles down her spine, his pace wasn’t punishing, but it wasn’t soft either.

She gagged and choked more than a couple of times, forgot to breathe through her nose, forgot to relax her throat. He slowed down then, but it soon picked pace once more when she calmed down. Her jaw was starting to ache from being open without reprieve, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes from the times she had gagged on his cock. And yet, she found herself enjoying having him take control of her, enjoyed being used for his pleasure in a sick sort of way. His praise was still ringing on her ears and her core felt empty and neglected and how bad would it be if she snuck a hand under her skirts to touch her aching clit?

Lia didn’t even get to try. With one last groan, he pushed her head as further down as it could go, buried himself in her mouth, down her throat. She chocked as the first spurts of cum shot, panic welling inside of her and tears streaming down her face. She was dizzy by the time he pulled away, coughing up spit and cum into her hand with cheeks red and shiny from tears.

When she finally stopped coughing, Lia looked up at Izuku only to find him already tucked back into his pants, clothes as straight as if nothing had happened. There was a tell tale flush to his cheeks, and his eyes were still dark and lustful, but no one would have said he had just finished orgasming. “And that’s why you have to breathe through your nose.” He ran his fingers through her hair, soothing her bruised ego with his touch and then his words. “You were a very good girl letting me use your mouth like that.”

He didn’t miss the way her thighs rubbed together, green eyes following the movement before his hand moved under her skirts, pressed against the thin shift, felt her heat through the flimsy material. Lia had the thought of his fingers doing what hers usually did when she brought herself over the edge, but all he did was give a pleased hum at her state before withdrawing.

She must have been staring incredulous at him, because Izuku let out a laugh “Next time you think about being a brat, remember that ache between your legs, kitten.” He tapped her nose before making his way to the door. “I hope you have a pleasant evening.” And with that he was gone and Lia was left alone and frustrated, aching and unfulfilled.

Her legs were gathered against her chest, arms coming to wrap around them, allowing the brunette to crawl into a ball and press her face into her knees. Eventually she would have to leave to go to her own room, but for now she just wanted wallow in a bit of self misery fueled by sexual frustration.

Crown prince Izuku knew the secret she and her friends carried, and she had just given him her submission as payment for secrecy. She didn’t regret it, but she also wasn’t pleased with herself over having been so careless as to have allowed for him to follow the crumbs right back to her.

It didn’t matter. What was done was done, and all she had to do was continue on the path she had been and hope to get enough information to form a plan against the League. She’d find them, enact her revenge and then… Lia didn’t know. But that was for another introspection.

Raising, she once more taped the shadow of the lantern, using her quirk to turn it off before leaving the small room quietly. It was much later, after she had washed the taste of semen and him out of her lips and the evidence of her unfulfilled arousal that she would have a very cathartic thought.

If the League wasn’t her death, Izuku Midoriya might very well be it.

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BNHA S6 OST - Listening Party

There was listening party today with some of the S6 OST published. The playlist is here on Spotify  - links to other streaming services here 

Yuki Hayashi live-tweeted the event - here is what he had to say about the tracks (all links to Spotify):

5 tracks were revealed from the S6 album:

1.  "Weeee Are Fuxkin Super Hero!!" 

This is a remix song of Weeee Are Fuxkin Super Star!! It's a song that expresses the seriousness of professional heroes.

2.  「Revengers」

It will be a power-up version of "Revenge".  It's a popular song in the floating scene! From revenge to counterattack!

3.  「We'll be everyone's heroes」

 It's an arrangement song of "I will be your hero" . The scale of the 6th season is getting bigger, so the title is bigger than the original song.

4.  「All for my sake」

Arrangement of "Symbol of Fear".  Ver with Shigaraki’s motif on the muzzle, I imagined an ominous image rather than a wild one, a solidness that is similar to AllForOne.

5.  「Dabi Dance」  A song that represents everything from his upbringing, After all, the motif of those two people is also scattered in various places. "Never use heat" and  "The Power of Endeavor"

Songs played from older seasons:

6.  「You Say Run」-  It goes without saying that this is the main theme! I often listen to it when I work out!

7.  "My Hero Academia" is an emo song that expresses the strength of the team. It's often used in Yuei's everyone's scene!

8.  「爆殺王!! 」 (Bakugou’s theme) Please be killed by the sound, that's all.

9.  「三位一体 」(Trinity)  A song that can be used in the best scene. The combined power of the two will increase, but The three of us go higher, that kind of song. I made it so that it can be folded.

10.  「ワン・フォー・オールVSオール・フォー・ワン 」(OFAvsAFO)  In order to color that fierce battle, we have included the solidity of Shikomado Sukoi (?) class, All Might's motif is a victory blow.

11.  「勝己と出久 」(Katsuki and Izuku)  It's good that it's not "Deku and Kacchan". . . Each battle that believed in yourself, it is a song for proof, the motifs of the two are scattered in a nice way!

12.  「Hero too  」 A rare and bright popular song for MHA. The reason why the interlude in the middle is long for Pops is that it creates time to remember her past. Ayapeta's lyrics and Chrissy's singing voice are always the best!

13.  「俺が君のヒーローになる」(I will be your hero)  "We'll be everyone's heroes" made in the 6th Season. It is based on this song, originally made for Mirio saving Eri.

14.  「それいけさらに向こうへ] (Go Plus Ultra) -  Arranged song, this one was made with more of a serious battle feel than serious.

15.  Classmate read Rival   A song that always colors the last of the movie version. Here is the slapstick battle. Write "Rivals" and read as "Classmates" 

16. Symbol of Fear   I wanted to make a creepy, cool song, and it turned out like this, I like the screams and heartbeats.

17. Paranormal Liberation Front  From  "Runaway malice" When it ran out of control and was left alone, it transformed into such a song. The wickedness is left, but it is finished solidly.

18.  「Opening 」  OP song of the third movie. A song with the image of a dashing hero appearing, Actually, there was also a serious version of this song, but this one with a sense of excitement was the perfect match!

19.  「Todoroki's counterattack 」 It's just like that, but the song that wraps the emotional scene of Todoroki's counterattack is an impressive scene even in the movie version! !

20. [Might + U]   2nd movie version.  I still vividly remember the joy and excitement of being able to add music to a wonderful video. I just want to thank Makayla Phillips for her wonderful singing voice.

21.  「Heroes' mission 」 Serious and cool, isn't it? Heroes never give up! ! !

All comments are from Yuki Hayashi’s Twitter account.  It’s really worth following it, there is always a lot of very good information.

[greyfrey3]

Alright… pinned post. My bkdk 🔁 dkbk fics/threads

Ongoing Long Fics

Rhapsody (rating M for now): Reworking into an original novel

I’m not boring!! (rated a hard E): College AU, professor Midoriya, baseball coach Bakugou, bkdk dynamic, this one is pure smut that is slowly developing a plot. Sex comedy. Tissue-use is not because anyone is crying. Two idiots banging their way into a relationship. AO3 link

Six months to make you love me (rated M): Hiatus Precision (rated T for now): Reworking into an original novel

Complete Long Fics

The Servant (rated E): Reworking into an original novel

Undercover (rated E): canon-verse, Izuku takes on an undercover assignment right after graduation that’s supposed to only last three months. He’s gone for a year. When he returns, he’s not the same and it’s up to Katsuki to get to the bottom of things. Angst, hurt/comfort. I really poured my heart into this one. (They are only apart for a few chapters, I’ve had some people tell me that’s why they won’t read it). ~260k AO3 link

Complete One Shots/Threads

Under the bright lights (rated T): actor AU, omegaverse, Alpha Katsuki, Omega Izuku; an exchange fic, Izuku is a C-list actor on his first major film set. He runs into an old rival who triggers some old memories among other things. AO3 link

Takeover (rated T): mafia AU, they’re rival gang leaders and one of them decides it’s time to take the other one out. AO3 link

Of all the bars in all the world (rated M): sex worker AU, angst, Izuku is a sex worker who tries to make a pass at pro hero Katsuki. It does not go well. AO3 link

Don’t piss off the yakuza (rated E): Pro-hero Katsuki has a run-in with his dangerous yakuza boyfriend (Izuku) at work. A smutty dkbk exchange gift for BakuDeku Secret Santa 2022! AO3 link

Winter AU collection (rated T): various winter AU threads (bkdkbk) that I wrote for an event week on twitter. AO3 link

Deep Space Mine (rated T): Toga Himiko x Uraraka Ochako. Ochako is a starfleet officer and pilot of the starship Yuei. Toga is Q (for those not familiar with Star Trek— basically an unpredictable, all powerful being). Toga harasses Ochako, who’s just trying to do her job. One shot. AO3 link Horo-Sha Bridge (rated E): Set in ancient Japan. Izuku Midoriya is on his way home and takes a detour that causes him to cross paths with a mysterious, dangerous stranger. Horror story with a heavy splash of romance. AO3 link

Threads (all G or T): I’ll link them here as I repost them on tumblr.

[the-deal-breaker]

Xianle Quad Children - Name changes!!!

It has come to my attention that my names were wayyyy off. So here I am again this time with more actual 'correct' names. If im off again let me know

Min Qing - Mu Zhaofeng

(mù) meaning "admire, desire"

(zhào) meaning "omen, sign", (fēng) meaning "abundant, plentiful, lush, bountiful"

Jūn Lian - Xie Yulin

(xiè) one of many meanings “to thank”

(yù) meaning "jade, precious stone, gem",(lín) meaning "continued rain"

Jie Lian - Xie Shujing

(xiè) one of many meanings “to thank”

(shū) meaning "good, pure, virtuous, charming", (jīng) meaning "clear, crystal"

Mei Lian - Xie Aibing 

(xiè) one of many meanings “to thank”

(ài) meaning "love" (bīng) meaning "weapon, army"

Hao Qing - Mu Zhengli

(mù) meaning "admire, desire"

(zhēng) meaning "high, noble" and  (lì) meaning "white jasmine"

Xiá Cheng - Hua Yueying

(Hua) meaning "splendid, illustrious, flowery

(yuè) meaning "exceed, go beyond" (yīng) meaning "luster of gem, crystal".

Now if all these are correct and there not like offensive. Then we're good, and I need to come up with nicknames for them cause now thier names are really long

[dragonstone-au25]

Shén Wan Hìu & Shén La Huaféng

🐚 Name: Shén La Huaféng, Hua

🐚Age: dead (29 if she was alive)

🐚Family: The ACTUAL first dead daughter of the Demon Bulldragon family.

🐚Pronouns: She/her

🐚Gender: Female

🐚Status: Daughter of an Overlord/ a spirit

🐚Personality: Huaféng is a energetic spirit. She loves to scare or to gossip/to give advice to her siblings that are facing difficult times. She would be the second oldest of the siblings if she was alive, after her older brother, Haoyu.

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🌒Name: Shén Wan Hìu, Haoyu

🌒Age: Dead (30-31 if he was alive)

🌒Family: The ACTUAL first son of the Demon Bulldragon Family. I can't really say first born as he died before he was even born

🌒Pronouns: He/him

🌒Gender: Male

🌒Status: Son of an Overlord/ a spirit

🌒Personality: Haoyu is one quiet but rather cold and even strict at times. He always scolds them if they disobey their father's words but it's his way of showing he loves his younger siblings. He mostly lurks around his mother [~~Mommy's boy as well as Jian Yang and Lu Sicheng~~] and his quiet siblings.

[These OCs are from an OC×OC ship :>]

Here's a little most info abt them >:]

Huaféng died at birth, and Haoyu died before birth.

However, due Huaféng and Haoyu dying before they could even age, they could choose how their spirit would look like. They could either choose to be without a human form or choose a form that would be a possibility of how they would look like if they lived.

And both chose the second one so Huaféng looks exactly like Lord Crimson in female form (Lady Crimson Jr. /j) and Haoyu looks like his mother. :>

Haoyu was exactly his father's personality but he looks like her mother, and Huaféng has Yue's personality but her father's looks :>

These two ocs are from a oc x oc ship I have made with a dear friend of mine ^^

♤Lady/Lord Crimson belongs to-@riptide-pools :>

[pizza-with-tomato]

~Shoto x Reader~

You always hated Shoto. He was everything you dont like. When you were little, you were a big fan of his father. The problem being that the he always ignored you. When you came to Endeavor for an autograph, he turned his head and took off in the opposite direction.You were small but not at all ! He didn't notice you again. On day during one of his rescues, while you were unfortunately at the scene of the crime, he accidentally burned your neck instead of burning the villain. You had been sent to the hospital urgently, and you prolised yourself to hate Endeavor and his entire family.

After a while, you reached the age to high school. You were accepted into Yuei. You recognised Shoto the son of the 2nd Pro Hero. You started avoiding him. As soon as he was there you fled. And this did not go unnoticed. Almost everyone noticed it, even Aizawa. Shoto

looked confused. It's true, you had never spoken to him and he didn't know you! So why did you hate him so much?!

During the Yuei sports, at halftime, you found that Shoto had acted strangely with Izuku. As they walked away to talk together, you followed thel curiously. You would have given anything to have the same quirk as Toru an dne invisible.

Wait! WHAT WERE YOU DOING?! YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT HIM!! Why are you following them?! Why are you following him?!

You suddenly heard him speak, he started to tell Deku about his past.

Wow. You would never have believed he had suffered so much! You lowered your head in shame. It's not him you should hate, but only his father!!! You were dumb! You are selfish and ungrateful?!

You remained alone for a long time. How can you be forgiven without appearing suspicious? you started walking after hearing that the matches were going to resume. Your name was called then Shoto's.Oh no! Not against him! You really weren't lucky!trembling, you approached him, before the fight was announced.He was the first to attack. You just dodged his blows. You were too much in your thoughts to concentrate on this match. While he attacked, you watched him in all his details. Up close he was quite handsome and didn't look at all like his father. Speaking of him, he suddenly came and shouted his son's name.

- SHOTOOOOOO!!! FINISH HER!!!

You swallowed your saliva. What an infamous being! So he has no pity? You really hate him!You pulled yourself together and started attacking him with your quirk and he did the same. You were attacking and blocking yourself. You could see that Shoto was starting to get tired of it all.he turned to you and your eyes met in a split second before you felt a sharp pain on the back of your neck.Fire.Shoto had just activated his other quirk. Shoto had just burned you. You. In front of everybody. On THE nape of the neck.Tears welled up in your eyes and you gritted your teeth. You wanted to scream but no sound came out. You were just terrified. You raised your hand and gave up. Shoto stared at you before you pushed him and went to the infirmary.

Your neck was burning. The scar that Endeavor inflicted on you had reopened and was infected because of Shoto. Without lying, you were bleeding. You lay pensive. You must have hated him. He almost killed you! He was like his father after all.

You stay in the infirmary for a while alongside Recovery Girl. Some of your comrades had come to see you to check on you. Mina, your best friend arrived and started telling you everything in detail.

- Wow (y/n) I understand better why you hate Shoto so much now! No politeness! Oh by the way, Bakugo won! Who would have thought?! Shoto came second and then...

- Mina, I understand...She looked at you and stopped talking.

-Sorry, I talk too much! I'm just excited! You fought well!!!

You smiled and looked at her. Your smile quickly faded when you saw Shoto enter the room. Mina smiled at him and discreetly gave you a thumbs up before quickly leaving.You looked up. Shoto looked at you and so did you. You stayed like that for a long time.

- Sorry.

You looked at him again and lowered your head.

- For what? For burning my skin?! LIKE YOUR FATHER ?! DECISIONALLY! YOU ARE ALL THE SAME!!!!

He was surprised by your raised voice.

- I HATE YOU AND YOUR FATHER!!!!YOU DON’T DESERVE TO LIVE!!!!

You saw a tear roll down his cheek. Your eyes widened. Shoto was watery-eyed, looking at the ground, hair covering his face. Your tears came again.

-S..Shoto, I...I just...huh...

You went hard. You are a monster.

Before you say anything else, your body reacts on its own. Without realizing it, you had just taken Shoto in your arms.

You felt him tremble against you. His head on your shoulder, his breathing calms down little by little. You ran a hand through his hair and brushed his back with the other.

- I'm so sorry Shoto...I love you...

You suddenly stopped and broke the hug.

-Huh..no...uh... you exclaimed. I said nothing!

Before you stammered anything else you felt a soft warmth on your lips. Shoto had just kissed you. On the lips. You responded to his kiss happier than ever.

- (Y/n), Shoto said,his head on your chest, why can't I hate you?

-Maybe because you love me?

-mmh...

He suddenly pushed you and kissed you again with more passion. Ask for access to your tongue this time.

- I love you (Y/n), so much!

[alien-magnolia]

Soft dom! Tonowari headcannons :)

Tw: 18+ minors DNI, size kink, bj, major daddy kink, slight breeding kink, (hyperfem!clueless!sub reader x daddy!tonowari )

A/n: 520 follower celebration! My first Tonowari fic, excited to bring him to life hehe :)

If u like this post pls help a writer and reblog

-For such a big guy, he would be so gentle with you. He’d carry you when you asked! (And even when you didn’t) especially since he was just so entranced by your smaller form.

- His casual dominance drove you insane, actually. He’d always be so protective over you (well, he was the chief!)

-and he wouldn’t let you go out beyond the reef either, only with him (he argued with anyone else that tried to take you) “Fnu, ma tute,” (quiet, person) he would say to anyone that insisted otherwise. He was usually so calm and collected, except when he was jealous :) “Can’t have my pretty girl getting lost,” he would say to you.

-you loved going on swims with him through the Metkayina reefs, you’d both explore around underwater, his hand always holding yours :)

-You were his mate, his woman, his to be doted on and to be taken care of. He’d show off his hunts to you, his weapons, and you’d always be so proud. You didn't know anything about hunting or some weapons, but that was fine with him :) He’d also show you off at the communal fireside dinners :)

-Your favorite part about him taking care of you was when you get to give his throbbing fat cock some attention, it was just so big and wide, just like him. It was even better if that cock was inside you, his heavy balls pressed up tight against your cunt :)

-He loved it when you were on your knees for him, all doe eyed and so much saliva dripping from your mouth, with how long you’ve been sat with his cock in your mouth.

-"Doing such a good job, sweetie, taking daddy’s cock. Just a little more and I’ll fill you up. You like it when daddy takes care of you, ma yuey? (My beautiful) he would say as he trailed kisses all over your face.

-You loved it when he just spent a good hour rutting into you, you faced him with your legs thrown over his shoulders. He had you in a mating press, of course. He loved watching your fucked out face and he’d always be reassuring you, talking so so sweet to you, while you were getting pumped full of his hot cum :)

“ma yuey,” his words were so sweet and gentle compared to how roughly he drilled his cock into you. You were his precious little angel, and you deserved to be treated as such ! Your daddy just fucked you so good :)

Avatar taglist: @23victoria @jake-sullys-whore @drinking-tea-and-be-obsessed @aerangi @brioffthegrid

[avatar-wtf-weekend]

Thank you!

A huge thank you to everyone who participated! We got some crazy cool new pairings and shined some light on some ultra underrated ones as well. The mods would like to say that this event was a success!

We are accepting late submissions through the end of September, so if you missed the event or are still working on some pieces, you’ve got time to submit them! (And honestly even after that—we just like to see content!)

A master list of all content produced for the event will be posted in October. In the mean time, here are the awesome creators who participated and the pairings we’ve seen so far:

The Pairings:

Izumi x Kuvira (Izuvira)

Jee x Ursa (Jursa)

Eska x Baatar Jr. (Eskaatar)

Sukibee (Suki x Smellerbee)

Mako x Jinora (Makonora)

Iroh II x Opal (Iropal)

Bumi x Piandao (Bumiandao)

Toph x Hahn (Hahnoph)

Yue x Kuei (Yuei)

Katara x Zhao (Zhaotara)

Kuviroh (Kuvira x Iroh II)

Tahno x Kuvira (Tahvira)

Tarlok x Bumi II (Tarrumi)

Jin x Sokka (Jinka)

Pakku x Hakoda (Pakoda)

Katara x Piandao (Piantara)

Sokka x Smellerbee (Sokkabee)

Kya II x Zuko (Kyuko)

The Boulder x Ursa (Bursa)

Jin x Jee (Jinjee)

Jet x Smellerbee (Jetbee)

Jin x Kuei (Jinuei)

Lu Ten x Suki (Lusuki)

Bato x Jeong Jeong (Bajeongjeong)

Katara x Longshot (Longtara)

Kuei x Ursa x Long Feng (Kurfeng)

Lin x The Lieutenant (Lintenant)

Iroh x Kanna (Kanroh)

The Creators:

@deriroga

@neva-borne

@orangepanic

@its-sooz-again

@badlucksav

@the-duck-eminence

@moneneki

@authorjoydragon

@writers-pond

Anonymous Creator

@crookedmouth-mountainbones

Aaronna

[th3lost4uthor]

Au Lotus Pourpre - Epilogue

Ma chère Mia,

 J’espère tout d’abord que ce message te trouvera sous les meilleurs astres…

- Voilà, ça c’était pour la formule de politesse extravag honorable que tu apprécies tant.

- Désolé pour la rature, Arch’ vient de me menacer d’un cours complet sur l’origine et la nécessité de l’étiquette littéraire si je ne modifiais pas mon commentaire.

Nous avons enfin dépassé la Ceinture de Roches Noires, celle-là même où se trouvent les plages éponymes. Je suis toujours aussi impressionnée de constater la diversité des couleurs de ce monde ; tu t’étais bien gardée de me dire qu’elles étaient aussi incroyables ! En guise de punition, tu pourras m’entendre parler de ces merveilles pendant des heures à notre retour.

L’expédition diplomatique en direction de l’Île-aux-Perles avancent moins vite que prévu, faute d’une troupe peu habituée à traverser les Champs de Nacre, mais nous ne devrions pas manquer la cérémonie d’intronisation du nouveau Duc pour autant – je te ramènerai des graines d’opales, promis ! En attendant, ces quelques détours nous permettent de visiter les environs : de quoi prendre un peu d’avance sur notre « voyage en solitaires », donc je ne me plains pas ~ Même si Arch’ insiste sur le fait que celui-ci sera beaucoup plus long et grandiose.

- note : bien que l’idée même du mariage ne soit clairement pas prévue pour tout de suite, depuis mon jeu de mot désastreux sur le fait que c’était lui, « ma lune de miel », il rougit à chaque fois que j’emploie ce terme ! Cela me fait toujours autant rire  ~

À ce propos, j’ai bien suivi tes recommandations depuis ta dernière lettre et comme d’habitude, Mia, tu avais vu juste (ne lève pas les yeux au ciel trop fort en lisant ces lignes ma belle, tu risques de te donner des cernes !). Moi qui avais peur d’être allée un peu trop loin… J’ai donc finalement pu trouver un forgeron digne de ce nom à Cerkilion, il y a environ une semaine de cela : avec un pourboire supplémentaire et quelques tours de charme, il a accepté d’effectuer le travail en priorité (étant donné que nous ne restions pas plus de quelques jours sur place, il ne pouvait pas en être autrement). Cet artisan de génie est parvenu à transformer les quelques pièces d’argent - celles-là même que j’avais demandé en paiement de ma « dernière entrevue » - en deux magnifiques boucles assorties ! Quand je les ai montrées à Archelaus, je craignais sincèrement qu’il ne s’offusque du geste, voire qu’il ne prenne peur (je crois que sa précédente relation l’affecte encore) … Tu me connais : j’ai pris toutes les précautions du monde, lui ai expliqué que c’était une sorte de symbole, que nous pourrions les porter tous les deux sans signifier une quelconque « acquisition » de l’un par l’autre (fondre les pièces et le métal qui nous ont tous les deux attachés à nos rôles pendant tant d’années, bla-bla-bla… qui aurait cru que son côté romantique déteindrait sur moi à ce point, hé ?), qu’il ne s’agissait en rien d’une obligation, qu’il pouvait me dire « non » et y revenir plus tard s’il le souhaitait... Mais quelle n’a été ma surprise quand il m’a prise dans ses bras pour me faire virevolter comme l’un de ces gosses avant de- (enfin tu sais quoi ; note à part, il faudra que tu m’expliques un jour comment tu peux trouver « gênant » le fait que nous nous embrassions au regard de ta profession !). Il m’a tout de suite demandé si je pouvais lui mettre - une histoire qu’il me faudra te raconter en détails - et nous avons passé la soirée à imaginer ensemble les réactions quand nous rentrerons à l’Arbre-Cité ~ une soirée magnifique en sommes.

 Toutefois, je crois qu’il veut mettre un peu de distance avec la capitale, et, très honnêtement, je ne lui en veux pas… Je suis même très fière de la réponse qu’il a renvoyée à son père l’autre jour (je crois bien que même toi, tu n’aurais pas été si… vindicative disons !). Apparemment, Lord Yuei n’a pas vraiment apprécié le fait que son fils aîné ne congédie son épouse « alors qu’ils filaient le parfait amour » (ha !), d’autant plus pour s’enfuir après coup avec une « courtisane de bas étage » dans une autre de ses « missions diplomatiques sans queue ni tête ». En la recevant, j’ai vu Arch’ devenir livide… J’étais prête à ce que nous fassions demi-tour, afin de s’expliquer en bonne et due forme avec sa famille - n’importe quoi qui aurait pu lui éviter de tels ennuis. Cependant, il m’a copieusement rassurée sur le fait que « jamais plus il ne souhaitait faire la même erreur », avant de s’enfermer un après-midi entier dans notre chambre à l’auberge. Des malédictions étouffées que je pouvais discerner (quelque chose à voir avec le fait que Monsieur-père devrait apprendre à s’occuper de Madame-mère avant les situations romantiques de ses fils), et de la lettre plutôt encourageante qu’il a reçue de son frère cadet en retour, il semblerait que nous puissions nous reposer pour un temps…

 Je vais malheureusement devoir arrêter ma lettre ici – Arch’ m’a fait savoir qu’il aimerait emprunter quelques lignes de celle-ci pour t’adresser un mot. Dès que nous trouverons de quoi nous ravitailler en encre et parchemin dans la prochaine ville, je te tiendrai au courant de l’avancée de notre périple.

 Porte-toi bien !

Ton amie

Ligi

 PS : J’espère que tu continues bien à travailler les « Us et Coutumes des Hautes Branches » en vue de l’examen des Pourpres à venir ! Il est à parier qu’avec la place vacante, la vieille cherchera à recruter parmi les bleues - passe-lui le bonjour de ma part quand tu en auras l’occasion !

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  À Madame Mia du Lotus Pourpre,

 En premier lieu, restez assurée que votre conversation avec votre « sœur de cœur », comme vous l’aviez si bien formulé lors de notre départ, demeurera strictement confidentielle, comme je l’ai promis à ma chère et tendre (dont le regard moqueur actuel ne me dérange pas le moins du monde). J’ai également parfaitement confiance dans le fait qu’en cas de non-respect de notre accord, vous seriez capable d’incendiez mon domaine tout entier, de me retrouver à l’autre bout du monde, ce pour « m’en faire chèrement payer le prix ». Cette occasion viendrait-elle néanmoins à se présenter, n’hésitez pas à en profiter pour présenter à nouveau mes plus plates excuses à Fen Verracci (qu’il me semble que vous connaissez déjà) – je ne pensais pas que s’occuper de mes très estimés parents en mon absence constituerai une tâche aussi pénible…

   Malgré nos différences passées, j’espère que nous aurons l’opportunité de partager une tasse de thé à notre retour ; je suis certain que vous apprécierez de visiter notre nouvelle résidence dans les Plateaux Nord, tout comme je serai enchanté d’entendre de votre part les nombreux souvenirs de jeunesse que vous avez pu ensemble par-

 Mes excuses, il semblerait que certaines personnes n’apprécient pas que l’on « cherche à extorquer des histoires embarrassantes de [leur] meilleure amie ».

- Je tâcherai de faire ma demande plus discrètement la prochaine fois… ou du moins à une distance respectable de polochons et autres projectiles volants….

           Quoi qu’il en soit, je ferai de mon mieux pour veiller au bonheur de Ligi, je vous le promets. Il y aura très certainement des moments difficiles à traverser, des compromis à faire, mais dans un univers aussi vaste que le nôtre, je ne crois pas que j’aurai à nouveau la chance de rencontrer une âme aussi brillante que la sienne… aussi complémentaire de la mienne.

           Encore merci d’avoir pu prendre soin d’elle jusqu’à aujourd’hui…

Avec mes plus sincères salutations,

Respectueusement,

 Archelaus Yuei

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 « Sérieusement… Dans quelle histoire je me suis embarquée avec ces deux-là ? »

~ Fin ~