#❨ MOONLIGHT ❩ ݁ ˖ ˚ ☽

[seneon]

CONTENTS. rural japan! au. forbidden love. rayne is a powerful mountain god, and reader is a surviving warrior of a war. this is a super short series of romance && angst. inspired by chase atlantic's moonlight and the korean drama, tale of the nine tailed.

NOTES. happy ( early ) valentine's! this series is written for all the rayne girlies. dedicated + written for @anqelically && @kyoghurts !! this is valentines gift from me to you, angel & kenji my luvlies.

TAGLIST. @kyoghurts @anqelically @caelivir @bbladie @ansbobcar @rjasmin2021 @lunareclipses-moments

一 the aftermath of the great war.

二 blades that cannot cut through.

三 running in the moonlight.

四 dancing in the open waves.

五 a forgotten warrior that lives.

© SENEON￤MOONLIGHT 2024. do not alter or repost.

[halphcs-a]

Ship bias

Send ‘Ship Bias’ and I will share who I have a bias for for my muse!

GajMi , the monsters.

These two developed a vast relationship once Gajeel was accepted into the guild. Mirajane showed him kindness and respect. He is protective of her but at first had no idea why he was so protective over her. Years of the two of them often having dinner or cooking for each other, something did bloom. Gajeel understood that Mirajane saw herself as a monster, one who didn't deserve love. The two of them showed each other affection in private due to not being too sure of their own feelings. Calling each other my sweet dragon and moonlight have really made this for me. Gajeel knows Mirajane can handle herself and allows her to do so if it means letting her grow. This ship has been in development for a few years lol.

[selunight]

pink full moon tonight. 🌕💕

[firstwcman]

for funsies<3

Are you Lilith's type?

"I do appreciate a man who is enthusiastic about his ▓▓▓▓▓eating. ♪"

[vntagetee-a]

this blog has been archived so that i can clean up the tags and followers. all drafts are being carried over. i'm at @vntagetee

[divinitydiana]

Girl Is A Gun - Halsey // This Is What You Came For - Rihanna feat. Calvin Harris // Smile - Maisie Peters // God Is A Woman - Ariana Grande // The Archer - Taylor Swift // Power (Remember Who You Are) - DJ Snake feat SPINALL, Summer Walker & Äyanna // Queen of Kings - Alessandra // Have You Got It In You? - Imogen Heap // Running With The Wolves - AURORA // Immortals - Fall Out Boy

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[solarflaretm]

starter call for sasuke's genshin verse

info —

from inazuma , belongs to the uchiha clan

has a pyro vision naturally like the rest of his clan , gained it at the age of 13

his clan had their visions stripped during the vision hunt decree , sasuke included

he eventually got his hands on an electro delusion but keeps it hidden away

joins any resistance against the decree

knows the uzumaki clan as kushina is friends with his mother , thus making him childhood friends with naruto

is eventually given back his vision but still keeps a hold of his delusion

[xfrozendreams]

If Thine is the G l o r y, Then Mine Must be the S h a m e ➵ Veilguard

It has been ten years since Inquisitor Alnirafenen Lavellan has disbanded the Inquisition. Now, two of the Elvhen Gods have returned, and the world is thrown into chaos once more. She fights to keep the south safe, but knows that the real fight is up north. She is struggling to come to terms with the fact that her former lover companion has been the cause of it all. Can he not be redeemed? Can she not save him and the world? Perhaps she should leave the south to her brother, Vunleas, and travel north to help friends, old and new.

[aetrnalis]

-- luka tags

[the-guardian-kitsune]

⚠️ STARTING FROM NOW, THIS BLOG WILL BE UNDER MAINTENANCE UNDER FURTHER NOTICE ⚠️

[ ignore this, the guardian kitsune is currently cleansing the forest ]

edit: all reblogs from other blogs will be deleted to clean up and be done in the future from my other blog that i will share once everything is ready. i will make sure to do so for my beloveds <3

edit 2: masterlist currently unavailable because of maintenance. they will be available again once maintained is over.

[moonlitbride]

tag drop i

⋆ ｡* ☽   aesthetic ゜ •.¸¸ ପଓ ⋆.   hundreds of butterflies breaking glass shrouds. ⋆ ｡* ☽   musicbox ゜ •.¸¸ ପଓ ⋆.   heavy knolling of church bells.  ⋆ ｡* ☽   writing ゜ •.¸¸ ପଓ ⋆.   you may kiss the bride!  ⋆ ｡* ☽   vanity ゜ •.¸¸ ପଓ ⋆.   joyfully vivacious beauty immortalized by moonlight.  ⋆ ｡* ☽   wardrobe ゜ •.¸¸ ପଓ ⋆.   fine gown of pearl embellished spider spun silk and her mother’s frayed wedding veil.  ⋆ ｡* ☽   mannerisms ゜ •.¸¸ ପଓ ⋆.   graceful tapping rhythms that sounds like a lovers heart beating at her coming. ⋆ ｡* ☽   study ゜ •.¸¸ ପଓ ⋆.   the brightest heart that beats‚ aches‚ and illuminates!

[seneon]

月光 ݁ ˖ MOONLIGHT ── CHAPTER ONE. THE CRUEL AND LONELY AFTERMATH OF A GREAT WAR BETWEEN NATIONS.

CONTENTS. warnings of dead bodies, slight gore (slicing through the skin), suicide of an enemy party. wc of a thousand.

moonlight series masterlist ₊ 𓂃 chapter two

𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊, night-time, right after the evening where the golden hour turns into dusk. the sun has set completely, allowing the moon to rise and take up on its duty for the rest of the night. it was only a few hours ago that humanity officially ended a war between nations. chaos ceased right then with only one victor left standing.

Y/N, nobody but a mere girl who was turned and twisted to be in the war not by choice, but by the lack of freewill. nobody but a daughter of a swordsmith. nobody but a daughter of a lady who sells potatoes and sometimes mooncakes during mid-autumn festival by the streets to make a living. you are nobody... but a doll of the battlefield, simply selected by some soldiers to be made into a weapon on the rough battlefield.

woe to you who survived through the hellish nightmare of watching your comrades get their chest pierced by spears. woe to you who survived the cuts all across your limbs by the blades of the other innocent souls, also forced to be on the battlefield. woe to you who was the only living being standing amongst puddles and mountains of corpses. and woe to you, for you had to lay a finger on your last standing enemy who eventually unalived himself for the sake of surrendering.

you still remembered the scene of the man standing in front of you, crying his eyes out and begging you to kill him. as the last person standing, shouldn't there already be some sort of peace? you didn't know why but before you could even say anything but to touch his shoulders, he used his blade and run it across the skin of his throat, allowing the substance you despised so much to swiftly flow out.

now venturing on your own after leaving thousands of corpses behind, you walked and walked and walked through forests, meadows, riverbanks, and eventually your journey halted as you stepped forth into a huge mountain.

you unsheathed your sword, pointing it at the direction where you sensed a presence lurking around. "who are you?!" you exclaimed at the person, a man with half a yellow and black hair. he possessed such blank golden honey eyes, almost as if you could drown in the dew, consumed by the sweetest of emptiness.

something about him doesn't feel right though. he is man, but he feels something more than man. something closer to a divine being that harbours magical abilities. why would a man be in the middle of a huge mountain anyways? why is the man dressed in such fine clothing and is alone in a mountain? is he a nobleman to be clothed such a way? what intrigues you the most is the two line that runs from his eyes down to his cheeks.

the grip on your sword tightens, ready to offense and defense for anything that might happen.

"what may a mighty warrior such as you be doing here?" he finally spoke, furrowing his eyebrows. the man spoke with authority, as if you aren't supposed to even step foot in this mountain. his honey eyes scanned all over your body, taking notes that you obtained cuts, stabs, and hurts all around. "you are injured. physically and mentally. perhaps you seek solace in this mountain. that is why you are here."

this man had read you like a book. the grip on your hilt tightened even more, before it loosens and you drop your arm. your eyes slowly dropping to the ground too. "you're not human. what are you?"

"the god of this mountain. rayne ames. i know the very inner being of any living creature that sets foot in my mountain," the mountain god said as he lifted his hands up and a group of fallen petals arise and danced along the wind. rayne spun his hands in a circular motion, the wind following to dance around you. then, the flowers slowly and beautifully flow down all around you. "everything of this mountain belongs to me."

as he uttered those words, a petal fell right at the palm of your hands. you gently held your hand out. even though it has fallen from its origins, it remains as beautiful and fresh as it first blossomed, unscathed even. the petal then jumped right out of your palm and flew away along the wind.

"if everything in this mountain belongs to you, may i... stay here and be one of yours..?"

rayne ames' eyes widened just in the slightest way, before it shuts, locking away the sweet honey dew. "i refuse. descend the mountain and return to your people."

"but i have no people!" you shouted. "i thought you knew that, stupid god..." that came out as a whisper, merely decipherable to one.

as much as rayne feels so much sympathy for the hurt, he cannot allow a human to live in the mountains with him. it is simply impossible. but your words strike him in a way that he couldn't quite understand. the words ‘i have no people’ reminded him so much of himself. just like how he is a mountain god and always alone.

"what is your name?" rayne asks, letting out a sigh.

"y/n."

"y/n, you may stay," he turns around and walks away. "but if you spill poison in the soil and roots of this mountain, i will cast you out." relief embraced you as worry left you when his words filled your ears. "you are now mine, y/n."

you are his, rayne ames the god of this mountain. the moment you spoke to him, the moon has already sent the stars to form a fate between the two of you. moonlight belonged to a mountain god who accepted a human girl and a mighty warrior who seek solace in the haven of a divine being.

NOTES. omg what an exciting fic!!! jokes anyways happy valentine's day! this series will be updated every day 🖤

TAGS ݁ ˖ @kyoghurts @anqelically @caelivir @bbladie @ansbobcar @rjasmin2021 @lunareclipses-moments

© SENEON￤MOONLIGHT 2024. do not alter or repost.

[halphcs-a]

Smooch.

He was so gentle with her. As if he feared that she would crumble in his arms. Perhaps one day she would if he continued to love and adore her as he had. A smile creeping up on her features as they stood in each others arms. Exchanging kisses and sweet whispers.

A happy giggle escaping her as he swug her over his shoulder and headed back inside of his home. With her hand under her check, propping her up as she let him take her inside. "I have a question, darling. When are you going to ask me to move in? We are getting married soon, you and I did not wait for marriage." she teased before being placed on the counter top.

" I just want to be where you are.. I can give my place to Elfman and he can enjoy the peacefulness of the guild not knowing where he lives. And if he wants some privacy with his loved one or if he has. He hasn't told me if he's seeing anyone. "

@kurogane-redfox / continued

[hudsonlm]

https://audiomack.com/Hudson-lm/song/moonlight-official

[these-lovely-monsters]

Mating Season

[NSFW | 18+]

Characters: m!werewolf x f!reader

Content: hunting, primal behavior, predator/prey, sex, p in v, knotting, claiming bite, possessiveness, mild dubcon

#13 Mating/Hunting Season from @ozzgin's Monstertober 2024 prompt list

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It’s werewolf mating season in your village and it’s a full moon which means it’s time for the hunt.

It’s almost midnight and all the eligible women have been gathered in the town square to prepare for the event. You stand amongst the group, everyone dressed in thin gowns and barefooted. A cool breeze causes you to shiver or maybe it’s just the anticipation of the activities to come.

The soft murmurs of the crowd are punctuated by howls in the distance. The werewolves are prowling through the darkness, eagerly awaiting their prey. Under the bright moonlight, the women around you glance at each other with mixtures of nervousness and excitement.

When the first midnight bell rings out over the square, everyone jumps, and the crowd surges forward. At first it’s a tangled mess of jostling limbs as everyone heads for the gates at the town’s entrance. But once you’re all through, the mass of bodies disperse in different directions and you take off sprinting into the darkness.

You’re racing through the trees, leaping over logs and boulders as you try to ignore the pain in your feet and the sharp scrapes and nicks from nearby branches. Your heart is pounding in your chest and your breaths are coming heavy. Over the roar in your ears, you hear the snarls and howls of the werewolves stalking their prey, mixed with the shrieks and moans of those already caught.

Your legs are beginning to ache as you zig zag in no particular direction. So you slow down, wondering if you’ve gone too far. But then you hear a twig snap in the trees behind you. Your heart lurches into overdrive and you sprint forward again.

Moving as fast as you can, you recall the only instructions you were given. “Run.”

Your predator is close on your heels, his paws thudding softly on the ground as he nimbly trails you through the forest. Just as you turn to look over your shoulder, you catch sight of a giant, black werewolf leaping out from between the trees.

When he collides with your body, you let out a soft “Oof,” and you both go tumbling to the ground. He deftly rolls you so that he takes the brunt of the fall and when you come to a stop, he’s hovering over you, pinning your body to the cold hard ground.

Although his form is mostly humanoid, he’s covered from head to toe in thick, dark fur. His head is also the shape of a wolf’s and he has a long tail that swishes behind him. His massive claw-tipped hands are buried into the dirt on either side of your head and his heavy breaths wash across your skin.

Baring his teeth in your face, he starts to rock his hips against your naked pussy and you gasp. When he shifts his weight so his cock is dragging against your clit, you let out a soft moan and he snarls at the sound.

Faster than you can track, he swipes his claws at your gown, shredding the material and leaving faint red scratches where his nails nicked you. He stares down at you for a moment, his pupils dilating as he watches your exposed skin pebble in the cold air.

He bends his head to lick at your breasts, his tongue flicking out to tease your nipples, causing your back to arch off the ground. Then he lowers himself down so his hot body is draped over yours. Before you can appreciate the warmth, he shifts his hips so that the tip of his cock is nudging at your already slick entrance and you groan in anticipation.

Opening your legs wider in invitation, you grip his fur and tug. With a growl, he sheaths himself fully inside you until his hips are flush with your thighs. You cry out at the sudden fullness and he pauses to let you adjust. When your body begins to relax, he pulls out and then thrusts back in. He does it again and again until he’s setting a brutal pace, fucking you hard into the dirt.

You quickly become lost in the exquisite sensations as your back scrapes against the rock-strewn ground while his massive cock stretches and fills you to the brim. He’s snarling and wild-eyed above you as he ruts into you in a wild frenzy, unable to control himself at the feel of your hot cunt squeezing him so tightly.

When your orgasm climbs higher and higher, almost at its peak, his movements become jerky as he meets you at the top. Right before you tip over the edge, you feel his massive knot pushing against your entrance, trying to stretch your pussy impossibly wide.

Before you can protest, he lowers his mouth to your shoulder and growls one guttural word against your skin.

“Mine.”

And then his teeth are sinking into your flesh in a vicious claiming bite at the same time his knot pushes past your tight walls and you scream.

You’re launched into another stratosphere as your eyes roll back in your head and your entire body seizes up. Hot cum spurts inside you, filling you up endlessly until it starts to seep out around his knot and drip down your thighs. His hips are still jerking erratically as he rides out his orgasm, dragging your own out with it, until eventually he’s completely spent.

───

You must have passed out at some point because when you awake, he’s carrying you in his arms as he trudges through the forest.

“Where are we going?” You ask groggily.

“To my den,” comes a deep gravelly voice above you. “I’m going to fuck you until my cum is a part of your essence and everyone knows that you belong to me.”

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[vntagetee-a]

░ BASICS .

NAME. ░ Naomi Cohen NICKNAME / ALIAS. ░ Nomi AGE. ░ 21 CURRENT RESIDENCE. ░ Gotham City, NJ SPECIES. ░ Human GENDER. ░ Female PRONOUNS. ░ She / Her ORIENTATION. ░ Heterosexual ETHNICITY. ░ Caucasian PROFESSION. ░ Hacker ; College student EDUCATION. ░ High School ; taking college courses ALIGNMENT. ░ Chaotic Neutral ZODIAC SIGN. ░ Scorpio SPOKEN LANGUAGES. ░ English PARENTS. ░ Unknown SIBLINGS. ░ None. SIGNIFICANT OTHER. ░ Verse Dependent CHILDREN. ░ None PETS. ░ None ░ PHYSICAL .

FACE CLAIM. ░ Odeya Rush HAIR COLOR. ░ Brown EYE COLOR. ░ Blue HEIGHT. ░ 5′4″ MEDICAL CONDITIONS. ░ None.

░ PERSONALITY / OTHER .

HOBBIES. ░ Playing video games and online poker, building computers, hacking into anything and everything, watching horror movies, swimming.   POSITIVE TRAITS. ░ Charming, funny, friendly, intelligent, empathetic, a loyal friend.  NEGATIVE TRAITS. ░ Sarcastic, curses like a sailor, very direct, has no filter. LIKES. ░ Dogs, anything having to do with computers or tech.     DISLIKES. ░ Cats, bugs, rude people, any kind of sexual harassment, mentions of child abuse, zoos. FEARS. ░ Anything with more than four legs. FAVORITE MOVIE. ░ Halloween.  FAVORITE TV SHOW. ░ Stranger Things. SMELLS LIKE. ░ Peppermint candy and strawberry shampoo.  WHAT’S IN THEIR BAG. ░ A messy bundle of extra cords, laptop, hard drives, cell phone, eye liner, gum, mints. WHAT DO THEY DO TO UNWIND. ░ Take a long bubble bath.   

░ DETAILED BIOGRAPHY .

Naomi was given up for adoption the day of her birth at Gotham Memorial Hospital. She never knew her parents and they’ve never tried to reach out. She was brought up in a group home after several failed foster situations. Most of the homes were abusive, and she had to grow up very quickly. Through the years, computer became her escape and she fell into hacking, which became a profitable skill. Able to save a bit of money from jobs, Naomi was able to create  decent life for herself after leaving the group home at eighteen. Most of the jobs require her to work outside of the law, but she’s always able to justify it and had evaded capture so far.   

░ CHARACTER TAGS .

DOSSIER . THREADS . HEADCANONS . AESTHETIC . SKILLS . DESIRES .