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arsonlookers · 4 months ago

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Devotion [part 1?]

YAN! Fox God! Childe x reader warning: yandere, obsession, no beta we die like Folcalor,

For over a thousand years since he met you that day, an innocent child who unknowingly helped an injured Fox God of the woods.

That day he met you, he knows, deep inside something changed. His dead eyes met with your pure innocent eyes and got himself, a God, entangled in your life, your fate, until your unfortunate end. He promised and devoted his life to searching for you, to love you, to devote himself to the bone for you,

A God who unknowingly falls in love with a human child, and chains him to his destiny. At first, he actually does not even acknowledge this... feeling...yet, he just thought that it would be fun to tease and scare you in this deep forest, which you are always intrigued to visit.

You were always, always warned to never enter the forest alone, tales of merchants and woodcutters telling stories about the mischievous Fox God that loves to play tricks, pranks, lies, and possibly eat mischievous or scared children who visit his Forest. Alone. It's also in the tales that he is merciless, bloodthirsty, and a crazy God.

As a child at the age of 11, you were always the type of child where your imagination and curiosity clouded your judgment or fear. That is why you always do the opposite of what the adults around you says because you love how it feels new, exciting, and how amazing it is when they say it's dangerous when it is actually not. You want to see it for yourself before you decide or act on it.

There is this one tale that always intrigued you as a child, some people are said to praise the Fox God who brings blessing and abundant wealth to those who he favors, but there are also those who are scared, hate, and reject the Fox God for he is said to be someone who enjoys eating young children and loves young maidens, and Absolutely Loves war, battle, and blood of the people who does not worship him. That, they are a victim of his wrath and prejudice. Or a god who grants wealth and wishes to those he likes.

All tales are said. About the mysterious Fox God who lurks in the Forest just behind your sweet abode.

All the time your parents warn you to never, ever step foot inside the forest. Whatever circumstances, if you ever hear whispers of invite and giggles, you shall not entertain or respond to the said voice.

But have you ever listened?

No...

You never did, One particular winter day your parents were busy with the festival, and you were left alone to guard the house for they believed that you were old enough to do so. your parents raised you responsibly, except for that mischievous side of yours. though for you to learn and grow, they have left you with a big responsibility to guard the house and dont ever leave the house.

It was a simple task, a very simple one that you ended up enjoying your warm abode for yourself. Knowing that even if you are very curious about the forest since your mother always tells you tales of merchants and from fellow woodcutters about the Fox God, you are just also too busy playing with yourself to be curious. Yes, you love the thrill but leaving the house alone in a very cold winter is not a very wise idea even as a child knows that, You convinced yourself that.

That is until you heard a cry. whimpers. can be heard outside your house.

A cry of an animal?, you ran outside your house as you heard the loud cry. and when you were faced with the forest, it was cold, creepy, and scary, but the cry slowly echoed and disappeared inside the forest. These cries now picked your interest, your hands started to shake and you kept looking between your house and the forest in front of you.

But you decided to turn around and go back to your comfortable house until you heard whimpers. again. soft whimpers. this time its closer, still inside the forest but it's like closer.

"what?...whimpers?" You said to yourself

Slowly you decided to get close, and this time you walked and walked, entering the forest hesitantly, you kept looking back to make sure you were not that far away so that if anything happened you could run for your life. As you got closer you could hear the whimpers of a cry clearer and nearer. few more steps in and brushing the bushes away from your vision, there... behold an injured fox.

"a fox?" You asked tilting your head to the side as you approached it slowly and letting yourself not be noticed.

but then the foxes head turns to you...its eyes looks at you...as if pleading, scared, cautious, and curious in its eyes. it has such deep blue eyes, as you stared at it more.

"you ok?" you grabbed a stick and slowly sat a meter away beside the injured fox and started to poke it gently "Are you hurt?"

The fox whimpered, closing its eyes, and looked at its injury. There is a patch of blood on its ankle and a bear trap on its leg and looks back at you pleading... you think.

"that looks bad," you come closer to the injured fox hesitantly, but then start to be not scared to touch his soft fur anymore you examine his actions cautiously and touch its fur more gently and pat his head as if trying to comfort it. "dont worry! mama can help your bubu!" you said excitingly as your eyes shines in determination

"mama always helps with my bubu! maybe she can help you!" You said patting its head gently he was docile as it acted, it just kept looking at you as if observing you closely, and every time you touched a sour part of its injury it started Whimpering again

"oh, sorry sorry, we should get you to Mama!" You stand up from your squat position and try to open the bear trap gently and cautiously so you won't injure yourself, your father always teaches you survival skills and basic hunting since you are their only child, after the successful opening of the bear trap for a few minutes you then try to lift the fox up, but without any strength enough to lift it up, you just worsen and touch the injury which causes the fox to cry louder, so you let go of it, so you get back to your previous position squatting beside it.

"I cant lift you UP!" You whine and pout "Your fat and too HEAvy for me!!" you touch its fur patting it again

You didn't notice it but the fox gave you a looks as if it was offended by what you said, it started to wiggle gently and tried to stand up from its position only for it to fall into the thick snow and back from it laying in the snow whimpering.

"dont! you will hurt yourself more..." you stood up from your position and looks at it.

"I'll be back! I promise! wait here" You walk away quickly and go back to your house, you search for your sled which you always use to carry your heavy things, you take it out and tie a rope in the front and go inside your home and grab plenty of cotton and your favorite warm thick blanket and put it inside the sled.

You quickly go back to the forest with the sled in hand "I'm back! I can help you now!!" you said excitingly

you moved the sled closer to the fox and gently pat its fur again asking for permission "Can I carry you, mr. fox?" you said with your child tone, the fox looked at you and gently moved and rubbed its head in your hand as if confirming to you that it's ok to hold him.

You carry the fox gently in your small arms, supporting it with your small body, and gently place the fox in the sled after some bloody moving, you immediately start your journey back home with your small injured fox in your sled.

After a lot of walking, from afar you can hear someone calling your name.

"Y/n! Y/n! Where are you!?" it sounded concerned and worried as you come closer you can see you parents searching around the house and keeps calling you in a panic.

"Mama! papa!" you called out cutely with you sled in hand you never let go.

They heard you from afar and after seeing you exiting the forest they immediately rushed by your side and hugged you asking you questions about what happened and why did you came from the forest.

your father who looked at you closely sees that you had a sled with you and sees an injured fox

"Y/n! What is this?" he pointed out and tried to distance you from the injured fox

"papa! it needs help! he is injured!" you said rather pitifully

"I wanna help it!" said pleading your father and looking at your mother also pleading

"no, we can't! Y/n! you know how dangerous the forest is and Foxes!" your mother scolded you and tried to make your grip on the sled lose and take you away far distance from the injured fox.

"Mama!" you whined clearly saddened and pleading

"I can treat him! you can help it! pleaseee!" you said looking at her now teary-eyed

they tried to make sense out of you when suddenly the pick up of the snow and the wind started to becomes stronger.

"y/n, we need to go back now" your mother once again tried to take you away but you persisted

"pelasseee pleasseee pleaseeeee" this time you are crying not caring about the cold just crying with the sled in hand, iron gripped.

your father sighed in this sight and admitted defeat, after all its starting to become colder and dangerous the more time all of you are outside, on this upcoming winter storm

"ok, ok but, once it starts to attack I will not hesitate to kill it... understand?" your father warns and glares at the injured fox

You smiled brightly and answered, "yes!, he is a very calm Fox! he didnt hurt me at all!"

after entering the house with your new injured friend you welcomed it inside and looks at your father with pleading eyes

"he is hurt...he needs treatment pleasee" You pleaded again

your father looked at your mother who was now in the kitchen and has a medicinal kit in her hands, she walks in front of you and patted your head.

"I'll try my best, honey. I won't promise anything, understand?" she said calmly with only a small smile in her face

but with her words you smile brightly and goes back to the injured fox side and beamed

"mama! agreed! I'm so happy for you fox!" you said happily

throughout the session, your parent were at first hesitant, and your mother was petrified on the inside since it would be her first time treating a fox. Still, shockingly whenever the fox snarls, and once you pat and hum to the injured fox it immediately calms down, as if understanding that it is fine and nothing to worry about.

After all the treatment your parents tried and practically begged you to leave the fox alone and go back to your room to sleep, but to your stubbornness you didn't.

"I want to stay here, with Fox! I don't want him to be alone here" you said looking at him with sad eyes and looking at your parents with a pleading one

After all the reasoning and banter they gave up on it and ended up all of you sleeping in the living room that night.

You were snuggling yourself gently against the injured fox and talking to the fox as if it understood you it kept its attention fully focused on you, and your stories. until you have fallen asleep and your parents put a warm blanket for the two of you. As they sleep on the couch watching intently, they too fall asleep.

For the past few days a week to be exact your parents just end up trusting you with the fox, after all, they can't always be by your side all the time. They just hoped and always told you that whenever the fox acts violently go to the neighbors' house immediately. And in the night they too just gave up reasoning with you to sleep in your own room, they just always leave a warm and big blanket for you and the fox and two pillows.

for over two weeks now, you have become really close with the fox that you ended up giving him a name.

"Tartar! you can do it" you called to him

right now he is trying to stand up with his injury since it started to heal but the fox however, he still limps every time he walks towards you which makes you worried whenever he falls on the ground.

And this routine repeats the next day, spoiling Tartar and him being sooooooOOOOOooo cuddly with you, to the point that sometimes he growls at your parents when they try to take you away from him, whenever you are asleep. he is watching.

the next morning you keep cuddling him too, he is so warm that you just want to stay cuddling with him. You are very affectionate to him too, you love his eyes, his fur, his warmth, well practically everything. though your parents found it odd and well-protective of you, though it really didn't stop you from spoiling and cuddling with the fox.

as Tartar is recovering fully, it made you sad that your parents told you to let it go, and it made you cry when your one last sleepover with Tartar tonight.

"you-you should take care of yourself out there ok?" you said sniffling and in between your hiccups as you hugged him tightly and snuggles your face and body on his fur

"I'm gonna miss you" you pulled out from his body and offered him a sweet but messy smile, thanks to your snot and tears all over your face.

your snot and tears and a little bit of drool are all over his fur, you just swipe a towel over it and go back to snuggling him again, until you have fallen asleep with your tears.

That night, the fox... or Tartar didn't fall asleep, he kept watching you and your small body thinking

'you should take care of yourself, little child' he snorted though he had this soft gaze on you. he couldn't stop looking at you.

something in his ears picks up sounds upstairs, after all his hearing is pretty good.

"at ...he....the....is going to be released..." you father said

"his eyes..... terrify... and how....it growls... it's weird" your mother's worried, scared, and relieved voice

The fox already knows that both your parents are well, protective, and terrified of him, though he can really see why. You are so sweet, so kind, so cute, so....lovable. over all understandable.

'if only I could take you~' he said in his thoughts planned for you and him, though he could clearly see how terrified and sad you would look if he ever took you away from your parents. You are only just a child, after all, a sweet and ignorant 11 year old human child~

'I can wait~ I promise to wait for you~ my mate' he smirked and snuggled his face into yours, rubbing it to your soft and warm cheek.

A promise he made that night, he will always not break promises since he rarely promises someone after all.

though you will never know that, for now.

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minminyoonjii · 2 months ago

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i had such a brainrot about poly!ot8skz hybrid au with fem bunny reader where reader had gotten emotional about something (you can decide what) which led to fox jeongin comforting reader and the boys walk in… EXCEPT, it’s the scene from zootopia when judy is crying and nick is teasing her as she tries to take the pen off of him…

i just SEE jeongin doing this to comfort you and to make you giggle… it’s also kinda 🫣 enjoy ml!!

(link below)

🔗: https://youtu.be/8vOBExaLXu4?feature=shared

❤️Ultimate Masterlist

💜Rules and Guidelines

🧡Stray Kids Scenarios Masterlist

🌹CW

💌 This is a work of fiction, I by all means don't force ship anyone. They have the right to love whomever they want.

🍄Wordcount: 393

Tears dripped down your cheeks as you watched a kdrama so beautifully written just to make your heart sob. "Can they please just get together already?" you sniffled, watching the male lead die for the nth time. Your ears flopped over your cheeks, your tail twitching with each sniffle you took. You rubbed your tears with your fist, wearing Chan's oversized hoodie.

His wolf figure was ten times bigger than the rest, thus giving you the best hoodie blanket in the pack. You blew your nose into some tissues, watching the female lead reincarnated again to save her lover's life. Jeongin bit back a smile, pretending to be nonchalant, "What are you crying at, shortcake?" he asked, crossing his arms. You sniffled, rambling about the show, each word getting drowned out by your sobs.

Jeongin swallowed a laugh, "That's it?" he said, just to rile you up. You furrowed your eyebrows, "Innie, it's romantic. It's love that has so many layers that even the soul can't forget it. I know it's dumb I'm crying this hard over a show. I know I'm really just a dumb bunny, but -" you ranted when suddenly you heard a familiar tape rewind. "I'm really just a dumb bunny," repeated back at you.

Jeongin smirked, loving your shocked expression, "Bun, you know I always take your emotions to heart right. When have I ever disregarded your feelings, hm? Except earlier, of course," he said, brushing back your hair. You sniffled, hopping into his arms, "Asshole," you whispered, sighing in relief as you burrowed into his chest. Jeongin chuckled, holding you close, "Aww, you bunnies are so emotional," he cooed, pampering kisses on your forehead.

You giggled into his chest, arm weakly trying to grab the recorder from his hand. Jeongin smirked, "Ah, are you trying to grab the pen? Is that what this is?" he chuckled, holding it higher. You smile against his pec, "Give," you whispered, comfy in his hold. The members tiptoed in, hoping not to break the adoring moment in front of them.

Jeongin rolled his eyes, his ears burning from embarrassment, but as long as your lips stayed in a smile, he'd do anything. You burrowed closer, comforted by his warmth scent and his tail wrapped around your waist. Jeongin scoffed a smile, clicking the recording once again just to hear your silly giggles.

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