#ask cloud-kitsune

[cloud-kitsune]

I think that ship started because Freeza called Yamcha for sensible and handsome in DBFighters, if i remember correctly he also said he found something interesting about him. The was also a scene in MasakoX's audio drama where it did kinda sound like Freeza flirted a little bit with Yamcha.

I see~! I do own Dragon Ball FighterZ, though barely touched it... Maybe one day I'll actually dig my teeth into it proper, eventually. XD

Personally I've never been a huge fan of Frieza, so never really thought much on shipping the guy with anyone. Still not sure how Yamza would work in general, but it sounds interesting at least. =3

[wriothesleybear]

Outlaw!Boothill x Saloongirl!reader headcanons

~warnings: slight mentions of jealousy, stealing, and western stand offs that involve guns, shooting a man. Otherwise, mentions of flirting, nicknames, cheesy pickup lines from our favorite robot cowboy, pre-release Boothill, fem!reader.

~a/n: Just a quick little something due to @the-guardian-kitsune wanting me to share my thoughts on Mr. Robot Cowboy. Boothill's leaks are invading my mind while I wait for the update today. His ultimate...omg its so good! Is it bad that I get tingles when I hear the whip in his animation?

Outlaw!Boothill is the most fearsome outlaw in the town. Everyone runs to close their shops and doors when he comes into town. He's usually harassing the town sheriff with his buddies or robbing people. If someone gets on his nerves and actually has the guts to try and stand up to him, it likely ends in a stand off.

Outlaw!Boothill spends his time flirting with you when he's not busy stealing and holding up stagecoaches and trains. Always goes to your saloon, specifically for you. No one else really captured his eye except for you. Plus most of the other saloon girls are scared of him. For some reason, you're not. Hence, making him take interest in you. While everyone usually steers clear of him, you aren't afraid to talk to him.

How you guys met was he stomped his way into your saloon one day, looking for some whiskey. Seeing the most wanted outlaw, your other customers immediately fled. He plops himself down in a chair, kicking his boots up onto the table, waving his hand for a drink. "Hey little lady, you mind gettin' me some whiskey. Neat." You were already annoyed at this cowboy storming his way in your saloon, scaring your customers off and ruining your business.

Boothill looks up and notices you haven't moved from your spot behind the counter. Instead, you're crossing your arms and giving him an annoyed look. He glares at you. "Did you hear me darlin'? Whiskey. Neat." You don't move an inch, returning his glare and simply say no. He's caught a bit off guard for a second. He's used to people being too scared to stand up to him. "No?" He gets up, slowly walking towards the bar where you're at. "Do you know who I am." He points to the wanted sign on the wall nearby, his face adorns the flier. You glance at it. "Yeah. And? I don't serve rude customers. Either learn some manners or get out." Now he's thrown off his high horse. He's never had someone call him out like you did. You expected him to become more hostile, but instead, he just laughs. "Alright little lady." Since that day, he's been attracted to you. He likes the way you aren't afraid to stand up for yourself and speak your mind, especially towards him. He likes the 'feisty little lady that you are'. His own words that he used when he first asked you out.

Outlaw!Boothill teases you to get you worked up on purpose. If you really want to get him to shut up, call him "Bootie". The first time you called him that, you swear you saw his cheeks go red. Knowing the effect the nickname has on him, you use it when you're not in the mood for his teasing. But the times when you get so annoyed at his teasing that you angrily walk away, he uses his whip to grab you, pulling you right back into his arms and dipping you. Your heart skips a beat as he lowers his head to yours. You hold your breath while at a loss for words as he says, "Now where do you think you're going little lady?"

Outlaw!Boothill gets jealous when other men try to swoon you or check you out in your little saloon outfit. He is a protective boyfriend and is the type to defend your honor. So when he sees someone harassing you, he either challenges them to a stand off or he just straight up takes care of them right there in the saloon. Ugh just imagine: watching as the two men take 10 paces in opposite directions as everyone watches from the sidelines. Nerves invade your senses, worries cloud your mind about the men fighting over you. You don't want anyone to get hurt especially Boothill. Then, at the end of the countdown, both men quickly turn to each other, guns raised and they go off. Boothill is left standing as the other man falls to the floor. He walks over to you as you're left in shock. "Now darlin'. How about a kiss for your cowboy?"

Outlaw!Boothill who spoils you with his attention and gifts (which he probably stole). He gets a bit annoyed and offended when you don't accept his gifts, saying how he shouldn't steal things from others. It just goes over his head and he says "Darlin', I think you're the real criminal here since you stole my heart." This usually shuts you up. Your cheeks turn red as he smirks. Turning away from him, you quietly say, "Just.. go easy on stealing gifts for me, Bootie." He ignores your signature nickname for him and turns you to face him. Pulling you close to his chest, he says, "Whatever you say, darlin'." He gives you his signature shark tooth smile. He would never admit it but he's whipped for you. No pun intended.

[puppetmaster13u]

Hear Me Out

Yokai Amity. What are yokai? Japanese spirits. And not just ghosts, a majority of mythical creatures? Yokai.

So how did this happen? Well, like most things, it can be blamed on the ghost portal in the Fenton Basement. And a lot of ecto contamination. Because while they're a small city? They're also in the middle of nowhere, meaning a lot of their foods and crops, they grow themselves. And the ectoplasm? Started sinking into the ground first. Y'know, where every plant grows and then both humans and animals proceed to eat it? Made even worse when those like Overgrowth or Vortex came through? Yeaah, it'd be a miracle if they didn't get contaminated and no surprise that most don't notice their humanity slipping with time with how it's happening to everyone.

Which kind of makes the situation Danny has found himself kind of hilarious? At least to him. The trenchcoat dude seems to be having an aneurism or something similar.

"So... not a meta?" the tiny vigilante child clarified again, head tilting from where he stood at the head of his group. Honestly Danny was enjoying this from his place sprawled across the park bench Honestly Amity had spoiled him with benches designed for extra limbs.

The blonde man seemed absolutely done with everything, hands twitching as though about to cradle his head in his hands or grab something. "No," he wasn't shouting but it was close. "For fuck's sake- your all lucky not to be cursed or worse-" He turned towards Danny. "Why the fuck didn't you?"

The hainu shrugged, wings doing more of the motion than the rest of him. "They're babies-" Or at least one of them was, borderline liminal as they were. "You play along with toddlers." Honestly he saw why his old rogues found this fun, even if he'd never go as far as they did.

The entire team of vigilante children bristled, one opening their mouth to protest before trenchcoat-soul-dude glared at them all before turning back towards him.

"Though what the fuck do you need that for that you'd steal it- not that any artifact like that should be in a bloody museum and not locked away where idiots can't get to it."

He snorted, the sound more dog-like. Or really more yeti-like, what with how he was taking lessons from Frostbite which meant large chunks of time in the Far Frozen.

"Technically I don't need it, my kid does," Danny held up a finger, marveling slightly at the clouds. It was quite different compared to Amity, what with how everywhere was so ecto-infused that the sky was effected.

"And what does a hainu need with-" the trenchcoat man motioned to the cursed object, which honestly wasn't that bad. But...

"Oh no, he's not a hainu, he's furaribi." Danny honestly wasn't surprised that Jordan wouldn't turn out the same as he, de-aged or not. Not that he was memory-less or anything, cores didn't lose that easily, but he did still have the physical brain of a child.

"Adopted?"

"Nope," he hummed, going over the list of things he still had to do today before returning to Amity. Sam had asked him to get a few more flowers to test how ecto would effect them and he had to pick up some computer parts for Tuck.

"How the fuck."

"My sister's a kitsune, my other sister is a shirouneri, my mom is a shishi, my dad a baku, godfather's an itachi, my boyfriend a raiju, my girlfriend a kirin, and my other girlfriend a yosuzume," he ticked off his fingers, not seeing anything wrong with it. Not like people could get into Amity easily after the whole GIW thing.

"... what the fuck does your family tree look like, mate, because that should be bloody impossible."

Danny shrugged, giving a sharp toothed smile. Yeah, the realms didn't care about that with how malleable ecto was.

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(In case it's not clear: Hainu Danny, Furaribi Dan, Kitsune Jazz, Shirouneri Danny, Lion Dog Maddie, Baku Jack, Itachi Vlad, Raiju Tucker, Kirin Sam & Yosuzume Valerie) (Also feel free to come up with what everyone else might be) (Highly recommend yokai.com for a quick summary of each creature)

[chenlesfavorite]

Your tears cloud your vision as you send the messages to your friends, asking one of them to come pick you up... but, what you failed to notice was that you sent a message to the guy you dislike. Zhong Chenle.

You stand up and lower your head down as you walk to the exit, tears flowing down your cheeks. You genuinely believed you had a connection with him, you felt that spark but... in the end, Yuta was an asshole all along.

Leading you on, sending you those flirty messages, asking you things about you, what you like, what you hate, hell, you even exposed personal things to him because you felt that he was a good person but, that was just an act of his.

You sit down on the concrete outside the restaurant, hugging your knees. Yuta giving you such hope of a good relationship... just for everything to come crashing really had an impact on you. Perhaps Winter and Ningning were right, maybe it was too early to start dating again.

After a short while of sitting down on the concrete floor, you hear somebody approaching, but... it sounded like a... motorcycle? You got confused as you know none of your friends ride a motorcycle.. well except for Chenle, but you didn’t consider him as a friend and you were sure you sent that message to the group chat.

Once the motorcycle stops, you lift your head and it is no other than Chenle. He gets off his motorcycle, keeps his helmet on, and just raises the visor of it— though, in his hand, he carries another helmet. “Chenle... why... why are you here?” Your voice cracks.

“You sent a message to me, by accident, asking me to come pick you up,” Chenle says as he walks up to you, reaching out his hand to you. You take his hand and get up.

“Crying like this over somebody doesn’t match your personality at all.” He adds on as he wipes your tears with his gloved fingers before placing the helmet on your head and securing it. “Come on.”

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NIGHT RIDER : chapter 26 — we’ll forget about it… right?

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! author’s note : what an interesting turn of events am i right guys 🤔🤔 anyway this is the last we see of yuta, he will NOT be back after this chapter

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[zweetpea]

The Hatchling and The Cursed Princess

For @liuaneee

Once upon a time there was a princess-

“Hold on hold on! That’s so cliche!” Scara had the audacity to interrupt me. Anyway so it all started a long time ago-

“Audacity? This is my love story!”

Excuse you? Boy sit down before I make you sleep on the couch!

Anyway… where was I?

“Not so long ago?” He reminded.

Fine (¬_¬) it wasn’t so long ago. An old witch had been snubbed- really? Not gonna say anything?

“Nah, you’re spitting facts.”

Okay so the old hag had not been invited to the baby shower of the princess. 6 other Mages and their familiars were invited. They all gave the princess lovely gifts.

Venti and the dragon of the Winds gave the princess a beautiful voice. Zhongli and the drake of the Earth gave the princess the gift of loyalty. Nahida and the Aranara of the Flora gave the princess an exceptional mind (both brilliant and wise). Furina and the dragon of the Waters gave her beauty both inside and out. Murata and her dragon of flames gave her strength of will. And The Tsarista and her jester gave her true love.

Everyone was- boy what are you smirking at?

“nothing.” Scara barely tried to hid his smirk. “Hey! Don’t call me out.” He chuckled.

Anyway everyone was laughing and cheering and just when all the gifts had been handed out the Witch of the land far far away had appeared in a cloud of purple mist.

“A party? Without me?” She glared at the king and queen.

“We were very frightened.” Thanks mom. Note the sarcasm.

So the old ugly witch walked over to the king and queen who held their baby. Her familiar the Kitsune of lightning sat on her shoulder. She held out her hand and recited a spell.

“On the girl’s 20th birthday she will prick herself on an Electrograna thorn and die!”

Everyone cried out in horror as she summoned a strike of lightning and disappeared. The king and queen were devastated. They resolved not to loose their baby so they burned all the electrograna in the land and kept their baby under 24 hour surveillance at the castle.

“Because seriously, who decides “oh yeah let’s keep her safe by sending her away where we can’t look after her”?” Scara spitting facts there.

So the princess grew up surrounded by love and protection. One day she met an adorable cat, his fur the color of midnight. “Hello little kitty.” She said and in response the kitty nuzzled his face into her hand. “I’m gonna keep you.” She picks him up and walks into her room. She named the cat midnight after its beautiful black fur.

She’d sneak him lots of fish but after a few days the cat revealed his true form as a young boy around the same age as her.

“please no more fish.” He whined. “No I didn’t!”

Yes you did!

“I do not whine.”

Fine you begged. “I don’t do that either!”

Do you want to tell the story?

“gladly. She fell in love at first sight with me and my awesome powers-”

Okay that’s enough! The cat boy asked for something other than fish.

“acceptable.”

So the princess and the boy snuck through the castle to get the boy some bread and eggs. “Midnight. Why are you human.”

“Mine name isn’t Midnight. It’s… Scaramouche.”

“Nice to meet your Scara.” She shook his hand.

“Nice for you to meet me too princess.” They smiled at each other.

Over the years the two of them became the closest of friends. She watched him study magic. And he would do tricks for her.

Around her 20th birthday-

“Wait wait wait! You’re going to skip 15 years?! But so much happened in that time! The time I almost died falling out of a tree and you caught me. The time I transformed into a black leopard and mauled a guy for kissing you. Your 18th birthday-”

We are not going to mention my 18th birthday.

“You looked pretty in pink lace though.”

Scara! Do not be a perv right now! Anyway it was around the princess’s 20th birthday-

“Okay skip the best part of that day but tell the rest of that story at least!”

The- the best part!? WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE BEST PART!!

“just saying.”

Stop being a perv or get out!

“Okay I’ll stop but tell the rest of the story!”

Okay, okay. “My dear scara comes back today!” The princess cheered as she ran through the halls. He had left three years before to go to this magic academy.

After the “incident” with him-

“the third greatest moment in my life.”

The princess and- third!?

“First is a three way tie between our wedding and the kids births”

So what’s the second?

“Our wedding night.”

Wipe that smirk off your face! Anyway the princess came to properly greet her friend after three years of being apart. Only to find another girl snuggling up to him, he however didn’t look all that pleased to be there.

“Scara? Who’s this?” Her smile was strained.

“I’m Mona. I’m courting him.” She said with a smirk.

“No she’s not!” “Well she wasn’t doing a very good job. I didn’t want her to.”

I know Scara. Anyway the princess smiled at her. “It’s nice to meet you Mona. I didn’t know women could court me.”

“It’s probably not something you need to think about considering you’ll have an arranged marriage. Who’s the viscount you’ll be marrying?” She asked insincerely.

“It’s me- “considering what happened this morning.”

Hey! I’m trying to tell the story.

“Well I remember what I said that day.”

Stop interrupting me! Anyway Scara assured the princess Mona was just a classmate. Barely an acquaintance of his.

Anyway on the-

“You’re not going to talk about how you beat the crap out of Mona when she kissed me?”

I did that to avenge you after her assault.

“It was just a kiss.”

That happened without your consent! That’s assault! Anyway So on the princess’s 20th birthday her parents held a party for her.

“My dear Scara. I do hope you’ll accompany me to my Party tonight.”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” He looked away ashamed. “Shut up.”

You did. Anyway the princess responded, “But, I really want to share this moment with you. Mother and Father said that after Tonight I could roam the world as I please. Tonight is my last night in the palace for a while. Plus I want the first face of the night to go to you. Please?”

“Fine.” He said against his better judgment.

“I thought it was worth it when she gave me a hug right after.” Cut it out you cheese ball.

It was later that night and the princess had dressed up in a beautiful purple dress to match Scaramouche’s purple suit. He took her hand in the ball room as many of the older nobles gasped and glared. She didn’t care, she was having the time of her life in his arms. Stop smirking Scara. Anyway after the dance the monarchs tore their daughter away from him.

“Get away from her you monster!” The King yelled.

“Father what are you doing?!”

“Sweetheart you don’t know what you’re doing. This is Kunikuzushi. He’s the son of The Witch Raiden! His mother cursed you to die today!” The king explained.

“Well he’s not her! He didn’t curse me!” She exclaimed. “I want him here!”

“WHY?!” The king exclaimed in terror.

“Because I love him!” The ballroom fell silent upon her declaration.

“I- I should go.” Scara looked down and walked away curling in on himself.

“Scara wait!” The princess called to him but it was too late. She started to run after him, but the guards kept her in place. “Let me go father!”

“You don’t know what you’re doing.”

“I do! I love him! I can’t live without him!” She shouted.

“You said that?” Shut up.

She slipped away from the guards and ran out to look for him. “Scara! Scaramouche! Come back please!” But it was too late. He was gone and she was taken back to her room by the guards.

After a while of the princess crying a woman appeared on her balcony. “My my. What a cute little pet my son has.” She came over to the princess.

“Stay away!” She scooted to the back of her bed.

“tsk tsk tsk. Silly girl I’m here to help. Your father slighted me 20 years ago and when I called him out for it he made up lies about me. Why do you think you’ve never heard anyone tell you about a curse before?”

“I… I don’t know?”

“You said you love my baby, right?”

“I do! I love Scara- Kuni more than anything. More than my own life.”

The witch grinned at this. “Then give me your hand and I shall take you to him.” Without a second thought the princess reached out and took the witch’s hand.

“ow!” She shrieked as the witch revealed a small Electrograna thorn in her hand. The world became dark. The witch cackled as she ran everyone else out of the castle.

A few hours later Scara showed up to save the princess! It wasn’t easy and (he had to kill his mom who’d turned herself into a dragon) but it was worth it in the end.

Until he got to the tower and saw her lying on the ground. He tried an assortment of different spells to revive her. He hadn’t known one had worked and so he held her in his arms and placed one kiss on her lips. A final farewell to his love.

“That’s weak for a first kiss. How about you come over here and give me a proper one?”

“You’re alive!” He exclaimed and hugged her.

“All thanks to you.” She kissed him again.

“Okay why is what I did fine but what Mona did is Assault?” I told you I loved you a few hours beforehand, you had my consent. You always have my consent to kiss me.

Anyway so the King and Queen came back and accepted Scaramouche as one of their own citizens. Then a few months later the two got married.

“And that is how your father and I got together.”

Bonus:

“Happy birthday Mama!” The children cheered in unison. Their mother opened up the box to find a Lolita style pink lacy dress. They had the idea because of what their dad said in the story. However he was referring to different garments at the time, though they’d have no way of knowing that.

Needless to say she was not pleased.

[c0ld0utside]

Hi! I was wondering if you would write platonic yandere kitsune father? I like your writing so far!

Thank you! This is my first time writing a Kitsune character (Or interacted with Kitsunes in general), so I hope it's alright!

Yandere Kitsune Dad

Did some reading for this one. Did you know there’s two types of kitsune? “Zenko” are the “good” kitsunes and “Yako” are the “bad” ones. You learn something new every day!

Warnings: Stalking, emotional child neglect, manipulation, kidnapping

Yandere Kitsune Dad who comes across you in the woods near your town. He’s in his human disguise- coming back home after successfully pranking a few men in town when he spots a young human wandering around his part of the forest. He follows you from a distance, watching over you as you explore and observe whatever pretty flowers and plants you find. 

Yandere Kitsune Dad who develops an odd urge to make sure you’re safe. Usually, he doesn’t care about humans, but he will admit he has a soft spot for the younger ones. They’re not rude and scummy to the others around them. …Well, not all of the time. 

Yandere Kitsune Dad who, noticing that the sky is starting to get dark, quietly joins your side (having to suppress a chuckle when you jump at his sudden appearance) and smiles at you. 

“Hello there, young one. I’m so sorry for startling you. Are you lost? It’s getting awfully dark, and these woods are anything but safe. Why don’t you let me accompany you back home? I’ll keep you safe.” 

Yandere Kitsune Dad who stays right by your side as you walk home, making small talk. Asking how your day was, why you were so far out in the forest, if your parents were home. When you foolishly tell him that no, your parents aren’t home, he takes note of the sudden sadness in your eyes. Poor, silly little cub… you’re so lucky he wouldn’t dream of hurting you. Unlike the other monsters and yokai who live in this forest…

“Do you mind if I keep you company until they get back?”

Yandere Kitsune Dad who understands when you refuse his offer. He is a stranger, after all. He watches you cross your backyard and gives you a friendly wave when you look back at him before going inside. 

Yandere Kitsune Dad who continues to follow you around whenever you explore the forest. Sometimes simply watching you from afar and making sure you're safe, sometimes joining your side. He’ll happily talk and listen to you, taking great care in finding out what your interests are. It takes some time at first, but you start to open up to him and trust him over time. He’s so happy that you trust him enough to share whatever is on your mind. He does his best to encourage you and help you cultivate your hobbies. 

Yandere Kitsune Dad who lingers near your house at night. It starts off small, him simply watching your home from a distance. Then it turns into him hanging out in the far corners of the back and front lawn. Then it’s him sitting at the back porch in fox form. He has to make sure his cub is safe, after all. Your “parents” stay out so late…anything could have happened to you had he not been there. 

Yandere Kitsune Dad who continues to get closer to you when you venture into the forest. He used to “run” into you, but now he meets you at the margins of your backyard. He greets you with a smile, asking you how school went and what you did and what you learned. He wants to know everything- what you ate for lunch, what you and your friends did, if your teachers were nice or not…

Yandere Kitsune Dad who shows you the best parts of the forest. The lake, where the two of you usually hang out, him teaching you how to make flower crowns and splashing around with you in the water. A glade where the two of you cloud gaze, him agreeing with you most of the time. Why yes, that cloud does look like a bunny. A flower field where he helps you with your homework and watches over you when you take a nap.

Yandere Kitsune Dad who’s heart breaks whenever you come to him crying. He immediately asks you what’s wrong. Why’re you crying? What’s upsetting you? He pulls you into a hug, rocking you back and forth. He listens closely as you vent, giving you words of comfort and encouragement when you’ve finished.

Yandere Kitsune Dad who also listens to your frustrations and struggles. You had to walk home from school because your parents were busy working? Don’t worry, precious cub! He’ll meet you outside of your school so you can walk home together. Parents freaked out on you over something small? How silly, he’d never get upset over something like that. Parents who are kind one moment and mean the next? They don’t sound like good parents, little cub. He’s never mean to you. Don’t think home is safe at the moment? Stay with him a bit longer.

Isn’t he just so much better? 

Yandere Kitsune Dad who can’t help but feel a little smug as years go by. Your relationship with him is way better than your relationship with your parents. It just goes to show how much of a better father he is. 

Let’s just ignore the fact that he’s luring you away from them. 

Yandere Kitsune Dad who’s overjoyed when you let him inside your home (while your parents are away, of course). It’s a sign that your trust in him has increased, and that the years do mean something to you! 

Yandere Kitsune Dad who gives you a disappointed look upon finding that your room is a mess. He chides you lightly and helps you clean up. He does ask questions about whatever is in there. Have figurines? He’ll want to know everything about them. Books? What genre? What’s the story about? Posters of movies, video games, or a musical artist? Tell him everything.

Yandere Kitsune Dad who starts showing up inside your house unannounced. Usually on the days where your parents are working overnight or left for work early in the morning. 

“Good morning, cub! Your parents aren’t here right now, but I am! Go on ahead and sit down, I made you breakfast. I know, I know, you wish they were here, I understand. But don’t worry, I’m here. I’ll always be here for you.” 

Yandere Kitsune Dad who’s tired of waiting. Another year has gone by. Another year that your parents have barely interacted with you. Why do you want to stay with them? Because they provide food and clothes and a home?

“I feed you, little cub. I can give you clothes and a home. I can give you what your parents haven’t been giving you. I’ve already been doing it! Do they know your favorite colors? Animals? Your favorite songs? Favorite food? Favorite games, shows, anything? No, that’s right, no.” 

Yandere Kitsune Dad who sits down at the end of your bed, staring at you with a faraway expression as you fall asleep. While you’re out, he packs up the items he knows are most important to you. Once those are all secure, he wraps you up in your blanket and carries you off into the forest. 

Yandere Kitsune Dad who has a room all ready for you (minus decorations. He wants you to personalize it yourself). He lies you down on the bed and sets the items off to the side with a smile. He’s so glad you’re finally home. 

Yandere Kitsune Dad who’s out of his disguise and has breakfast waiting for you. He gives you a disappointed look when you freak out and try to leave, but the doors won’t budge.

“Now, now, little cub. I know this is all new, but it’s for the best! Now come here and sit down, you don’t want your breakfast to get cold, do you?” 

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Had a bit of a hard time writing this one (restarted 3 times), hope it was decent at least! I did some reading on Kitsunes to try and make it somewhat accurate:

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[ningguangsworld]

My Beautiful Omega

Summary: After finding out your mate's cheating, a friend helps you or maybe your future mate.

Pairing: cheater!omega yae miko x alpha!dragon male reader, alpha!dragon male reader x omega!ningguang

Warning: Angst, Cheating (yae miko), Smut, Dom!male reader, Sub!ningguang, Fluff.

A/n: This happens a year before the traveler appears

You are an adeptus who has been with Rex Lapiz for thousands of years, just like your archon you are a dragón. You participated in the war of the archons thanks to your anemo, cyro and electro visions and your dragon from, you were of great help especially during the night.

In your dragón form, your scales were black as night, which allowed you to camouflage yourself very easily, which allowed you to kill the enemy with ease. During the war you earned all kinds of nicknames which were "the black dragón", "the storm dragón", but without a doubt your favorite was "the blue lightning".

You are also an alpha without an omega, althougn that changed after the war because after the war appoximately six months later you found a beautiful omega.

Her name was Yae Miko, a kitsune with pink hair and purple eyes, and a smell of sakura blossom that drove you crazy. They both quickly started dating and shortly after they became a couple, everything was perfect, but there was a little ploblem.

And the was that Miko apparently didn't want to have sex with you, you understood at first and also she allowed you to mark her as your omega, but as time went by she started to behave strangely.

From one moment to the next she became quite sharp with you, she no longer hugged you or allowed you to smell her, which became a problem, since you needed to smell her to be able to calm your heat. Because of this you have to masturbate to control yourself, you also noticed another strange thing about Miko.

This was that sometimes when you were close to her you cloud smell another scent on her, as is she were with another alpha, when you asked her about is she denied it, you tried not to think to much about it after all she would never be able to cheating you right? How wrong you were.......

You are currently flying in your dragón form towards Inazuma, since you received a letter from miko saying she wanted to talk to you.

"(I wonder what's going on, since Miko hasn't spoken to me in a long time)" you thought as you flew, you were slightly worried about Miko, since you thought she might have something happened.

But you quickly dismissed that thought, as you knew miko was perfectly capable of defending herself. You looked ahead and realized how close you already were to inazuma.

So you increased your speed to get there faster, you went thought the thunderstorm very easily since you are quite resistant to lightning, then you landed in a nearby forest and detransformed and returned to your human form.

After you detransformed, you stretched a little since you were flying for hours and your body was a bit sore from flying so much. After you finished streching, you headed to the great narukami shrine using your electro vision to increase your speed.

While you were going through the forest you took a shortcut to get there faster, when you finally reached the shrine, you quickly started to climb the stairs, when you reached the top of the shrine, you asked one of the maidens about Miko's whereabouts.

"Excuse me, could you tell me where Miko is?" You asked the maid who recognized you immediately.

"Oh Sir Y/n welcome, Mrs. Miko is in her office" she answered you, kindly to which you thanked her.

"Thank you very much miss" you thanked her, bowing slightly, making her blush a little as you walked away.

While you were heading to the Miko's office, your pointed ears managed to pick up noises from Miko's office, every time you got closer to the office the noises became louder and louder. Every part of your body was telling you to stop and stop moving forward, but you ignored it and kept moving until you reached the office door.

You placed your ear against the door, so you could hear the noises more clearly, and what you heard made your heart break.

"Ah~, ah~, ah~, more faster!~" what you just heard was Miko's moans, you felt your heart sink, you didn't want to believe that Miko was cheating on you, but all those hopes were shattered by what you were hearing.

You feel you ears flattening to the sides of your head, and your tail twitching slightly out of sadness and anger. This explains all the times you had to cancel your dates because she was "busy", but it turns out Miko was busy with her lover.

The only question that came to your mind was who? Who could Miko be cheating on you with? But apparently, Miko took the trouble to answer your question......

"Ahh~ more harder Ei!, p-please~ more harder~!"

"Okay, but remember you asked for it" after hearing that you heard how the blows increased as well as Miko's moans.

So Miko decided to cheat on you with Ei huh? You always considered Ei to be one of your closest friends, and someone you could trust but apparently she didn't mind fucking your omega.

You sighed deeply, in an attempt to calm down which you managed and decided to knock on the door to end all of this.

"Excuse me, Miko, It's me, can l come in?" You asked softly as you knocked on the door, and suddenly the noise inside the office stopped and Miko with a somewhat tired voice answered you.

"Give me a second darling", "darling?" How the hell does that bitch dare to call you "darling" after fucking with Ei? You gritted your teeth angrily, as you listened to them tidying up the office in an attempt to pretend that they weren't fucking each other, how stupid, the smell of both of their hormones gave them away.

"You can come in now", you heard Miko tell you, you let out a big sigh and opened the door and entered Miko's office. As soon as you entered, you were invaded by the smell of Miko and Ei hormones, you fixed your gaze on Miko, and noticed that her clothes were messy as if she had put them on quickly.

You could also notice how Ei was sitting quite close to Miko's side but you ignored it.

"Hello dear, do you need me for something?" You asked as you sat in front of Miko, you felt your stomach turn as soon as you called her by that nickname but you hid it.

"If there is something, l would like to talk about"

"And what would, you like to talk to me about?"

"Y/n l want to break up with you", as soon as those words left her mouth, you froze in your seat, you already found out that she was cheating on you, but even hearing those words felt like a bucket of cold water.....

"To be honest, l never loved you, you were just a game for me, since l saw you as someone interesting, l gave you a chance but l got bored of playing with you. I even cheated on you with Ei for two years but you never realized"

Every word that came out of Miko's mouth felt like little blades sticking into your back. Were you considering forgiving Miko if it was only for a week, or a month but two damn years? You just lost any trace of affection towards that woman.....

"I see.... well that's it officially you and l stopped being a couple, l hope you can be happy with Ei, since l was never good enough for you...." you told her with somewhat broken voice as you headed to the door but before leaving you said something to her.

"Oh, l already had my suspicions that you were cheating on me, but all those noises you made while l was behind the door, only confirmed what a damn unfaithful bitch you are..."

With all that said, you left the office, ignoring, how miko called you after you insulted her, as soon as you left the sanctuary you returned to your dragón form letting out a loud roar in the process as you took to the sky, you began to fly very quickly to be able to get away as fast possible from Inazuma.

As you flew back to Liyue, you didn't notice the tears falling from you blue eyes

As soon as you returned to Liyue you headed to the jade chamber to see Ningguang, a very close friend of yours.

As you landed in the jade chamber, you transformed into your human form and quickly headed to Ningguang's office.

When you were in front of the office door, you knocked softly while waiting for Ningguang to answer you.

"Come in" you heard her respond, you sighed happily and somewhat relieved that Ningguang was in her office. You opened the door and entered the office, when you entered, you saw how Ningguang was sitting behind her desk, reviewing some papers.

When she heard you enter, Ningguang looked up and her eyes lit up slightly when she it saw that it was you.

"Ah Y/n, l'm glad to see you, how-" Ningguang froze mid-sentence when she saw you crying, worried she quickly got up from her seat and approach you, taking your face in her hands, lifting your face slightly so that you could look her in the eyes.

"Oh Y/n, what happened? Ningguang asked worried, you sobbed and hugged Ningguang, burying your face in his shoulder. Ningguang hugged you back as she looked at you worriedly, wondering what could have made you cry.

You were able to calm down a little and raised your head and answered Ningguang's question.

"M-Miko.... she cheated on me...." you answered her, your voice a little low and shaky but loud enough for her to hear...

Ningguang's eyes widened when she heard what you said, how could Miko fool you? Like her, you were the richest man in Teyvat and you were an adeptus of Morax Lapis, the strongest, and with all this, how could she deceive you?.

"Could you explain to me what happened?" She asked softly, you looked her and nodded softly. Ningguang pulled you towards one of the pieces of furniture and made you sit down. When you sat down, you took a deep breath and began to tell her everything.

"Miko sent me a letter saying that she wanted to talk me so l went to lnazuma to see what was happening. I got to the shrine and went to his office, while l was going his office l started to hear noises. When l was in front of his office, l heard the noises more clarity and l realized that they were moans, she is fucking Ei so when they both finishing playing they tidied up the place to pretend that they didn't do anything, heh as if their hormones didn't give them away, anyway whe l went in and talked to Miko she directly told me that. She was cheating on me, she said that only l was a game to her....."

With every word you say word to Ningguang, your voice began to break little by little and the tears returned to your eyes.

Ningguang looked at you worried as she listened to you, immediately when she saw that you were crying again she hugged you again, she unconsciously directed your head towards her chest, you wrapped your arms around Ningguang's waist as you hugged her back and your tail unconsciously wrapped around Ningguang.

"S-She 'sob' said she never loved me" you said as you sobbed and hugged Ningguang. "I really loved her, but she decided to pay me like this..." you said with a broken voice, you looked up and looked into Ningguang's eyes. "Ning... do you think something is wrong with me?...."

"Oh Y/n of course there'n nothing wrong with you, she just didn't know to appreciate you" said said Ningguang as she caressed your cheeks making you lean against them. "You are perfect just the way you are l'm pretty sure there will be someone who loves you"

Listening to Ningguang you started to feel a little better as you hug her a little tighter.

"Thank you very much Ning, hey... don't you mind if we stay like this for a while?" You asked a little nervous since you didn't want to bother her.

Ningguang, seeing the position you were both in, simply laughed softly and answered you while gently stroking you hair.

"Y/n, of course l don't mind, we can stay like this as long as you want"she said, smiling softly at you, you sighed a little relieved and nodded softly as you settled your head on she chest.

But without you knowing it, thousand of things were happening in Ningguang's head to make you forget about Miko since before you and Miko started dating she had feelings for you but she had to hide them when you started dating Miko but now you both over, she plans to make the most of this opportunity.

Two months passed since you and Miko broke up, it still hurt a little but little by little you started to get better thanks to the help of Ningguang who, when she had free time, always visited you and went for a walk with you.

Also during those two months you began to feel attached to Ningguang, literally your inner alpha was screaming for you to claim her as your omega, you wanted that too but you had to resist since you wanted to forget about Miko one hunderd percent before starting a relationship with Ningguang, but unfortunately you couldn't see her this week since your heat, which was supposed to arrive within a week, was ahead of you and now you are in heat.

You thought that just like when you were with Miko, you would have to go thought your heat alone but this time it was different.

Currently you were in your home, a large palace built near some mountains and which you name the "Thunder Palace" and of which you were quite proud.

You were locked in your room and you were lying on your king-sized bed and you had your face buried in a pillow, breathing in its aroma sharply since that pillow had the smell of Ningguang. The reason why it had its smell was that during one of the days of rest from Ningguang she went to the thunder palace and spent the day in your room.

As you breathed in the smell of the pillow in an attempt to calm yourself down, you couldn't help but think that pillow was Ningguang. You imagined you on top of Ningguang, claiming her and making her scream your name.

You practically growled at that thought as you continued to smell the pillow and thinking about Ningguang, you felt like your whole body was on fire so you had to take off your shirt an attempt to cool off.

You felt like you couldn't take it anymore and you were about to masturbate but before you could do it you heard a knock on your room door.

"Y/n, it's me can l come in?" You could hear Ningguang's voice you managed to calm down a little as you stood up and walked towards the door to open it, when you opened in you saw Ningguang.

Ningguang, seeing you shirtless, she felt her face get hot and couldn't help but admire your well-working body. Her gaze fell on your strong arms and abs which had an eight pack.

Oh archons, how she would love for you to surround her with your strong arms while you dominate her just thinking about it, she had to squeezed her thighs to calm her excitement.

But she quickly remembers why she came and shook her head, as she pushed that thought from her mind and cleared her throat slightly.

"T/n, there is something l would like to tell you. In fact, l have wanted to tell you this for a long time" she said, still a little blushing while trying not look at your body.

"Well, what is that you wanted to tell me?" You asked calmly while with all your willpower you tried not pounce on Ningguang and fuck her right there.

"Y/n, l love you" she suddenly surprising you "I love you ok? I have always loved you, but l had to hide it when you were with Miko, but don't think that l'm taking advantage ok? I wanted to wait a little longer but l can't hide it anymore. Listen, l know you're still trying to forget about Miko, but if you give me a chance", she said while gently holding your hand, "l promise you l will make you happy"

You didn't say anything as you looked at Ningguang, but you tail was wagging quickly because of the happiness you were feeling before Ningguang spoke again, you quickly grab her arm and you pulled her towards your room making her let out a cry of surprise and you slammed the door to your room.

"Y/n what are you-mmph!?" Before Ningguang could say anything, you smashed your lips against hers as you wrapped your arms around her waist.

Ningguang's eyes widened in surprise, but little by little, she began to kiss you back as she wrapped her arms around your nack and closed her eyes.

While you both kiss passionately, you made Ningguang lean against the door with some force making her moan into the kiss, you bent down slightly and grabbed her thighs making her moan again and you lightly tapped Ningguang's thigh indicating that you wanted her to wrap her legs. Around your waist to which she obediently did.

Then you started rubbing your erection against Ningguang's clothed pussy, causing her to moan louder.

"(S-So big~)" Ningguang thought when she felt how you rubbed against her. This may be her first time, but she was very sure that you were bigger that average! Just thinking that made her even wetter as you roughly rubbed against her clothed womanhood.

Ningguang's muffled moans continued until you both separated due to lack of air. When you two separated, a thread of saliva formed that still joined your mouths.

You two looked into each other's eyes which were full of love and lust.

"You know something Ning? For the last two months l have been feeling attracted to you" you said making her surprised "l haven't been able to stop thinking about you, damn,even my inner alpha been asking me to claim you, and l completely agree with him~" you said as you moved one of your hands to her hips and squeezed them, causing her to let out a surprised squeak.

"So, what do you said, Ning, are you willing to help your alpha?~" You asked as you looked at her and smiled seductively. Ningguang, up this point, was already quite blushing and nodded her head, making you laugh softly.

"Good girl~" you said causing a shiver to run down Ningguang's spine as you carried her your bed.

When you got your bed you laid Ningguang on it, and started kissing her neck making her moan, and she put her hands on your head pushing you further towards her neck.

You gently bit Ningguang's skin and them licked it to relieve the pain. You quickly found her sensitive spot and began to abuse it by biting it, making Ningguang scream with pleasure.

While you were busy with her neck you moved your hand towards her center you ran your over her clothed pussy and felt how wet she already was.

"I barely touched you and you're already wet~", you said mockingly and Ningguang responded with a moan as she moved her hips in the direction of your hand, waiting more friction.

After hearing that moan, you couldn't control yourself anymore and you quickly began to take off her dress, atmost tearing it until you left her completely naked.

You took a moment to admire her beautiful body and then took your hand to one of her breast and squeezed it, making her moan. Then you decided to play with her nipple, pinching it between your fingers, making her moan more. Then you took it to your mouth, suckling it and passing your tongue over it. You also decided to give attention to her other breast with your other hand, squeezing and pinching it, Ningguang, feeling overwhelmed by pleasure, brought her hands to your hair and began to pull it.

"J-Just like that honey~" Ningguang said moaning as she pulled your hair hard making you moan, sending a vibration through her skin, you left her breast and bit her neck again, then Ningguang started to beg you.

"H-Honey please~"

"Please what? If you want something you have to be more specific"

"Please make me yours~" Ningguang finally said. Upon hearing her, you quickly unbuttoned your pants and took them off, revealing your big, fat cock.

"Oh my god..." Ningguang breathed softly as she couldn't look away from your cock, just looking at it could make her feel wetter that she already was.

With your hand you grabbed your throbbing cock and began to rub it against her clit sending waves of pleasure though Ningguang's body as she gasped and moaned as you rubbed against her, you took the opportunity to lubricate your cock in the process since you didn't want to hurt her when you were inside her.

When you finished you opened her legs and aligned your cock with her entrance and little by little you began to put the tip of your cock inside her, Ningguang moaned in lower voice as she had the halt of your cock inside her and she moved her hips asking you for more but she started to get frustrated when you pulled back leaving only the tip inside.

"Y-Y/n p-please stop bothering me and-ahh!~" Ningguang l can't keep claiming you as she feel how you suddenly shoved your cock inside her again and she let out a loud moan, her wet and slippery walls closed around you as you moved slowly inside her, as you felt bad for having entered her that way but was not the case with Ningguang since she loved how you slammed your cock into her pussy without warning.

"Ngh~ h-honey more faster p-please~"

"Your wishes are orders~" so you started to move faster and Ningguang wrapped her legs around your waist as she wanted to feel you deeper inside her and she moved her hands to your back and scratched it while she moaned in your ear.

Ningguang's nails were so dug into your back that it could make it bleed, but you didn't care, since you were more busier by your omega's pleasure and your own, one of Ningguang's hands moved to your hair and touched one of your horns not knowing how sensitive they are, making you growl and urging you to move faster, making Ningguang gasp and move her head back and que you took the opportunity to bury your face in her neck again while you smelled her delicious vanilla scent and let out yours in the process.

"(Dark chocolate...)" Ningguang thought as she smelled the smell of your hormones making her feel even more submissive.

While you kiss her neck, you quickly found her scent gland and started licking and biting it gently and you brought your hand to her clitoris and rubbed it quickly with both of your fingers overstimulating Ningguang.

Your cock hit her g-spot, making her let out a big gasp and moan and increasing the speed and strength of your thrusts hitting her g-spot repeatedly, making her scream and moan with pleasure.

You looked up from her neck and saw her adorable fucked up face, her eyes looked at you with love and so much need, her baby hairs tangled and sweaty, some of her hair was stuck to her forehead due to sweat and the rest of her hair was loose scattered of the pillow, and you saw how she cried tears of pleasure that fell to her cheeks.

The mere sight made you feel proud of yourself when you saw the state to which you reduced Ningguang, you leaned towards her face and licked her tears, feeling her salty taste and then you kissed all over her face.

"What a good girl, taking everything l give you without any complaints~" you said as you stopped kissing her face and caressed her cheek. Ningguang moaned as her heard you words, feeling completely happy as she leaned intro your touch. After a moment, you began to move again.

"Ahh!~ Y/n~, you're so fucking deep inside me~" Ningguang said as she moaned, her hands were in your hair and she caressed and pulled it lightly. She love the way your tip touched her cervix.

Then you decided to chance position, you gently removed Ningguang's hands from your hair and settled down, you grabbed Ningguang's left leg and put it on top of your shoulder giving yourself a better angle and you started moving even faster touching every sensitive spot of Ningguang driving her crazy while you placed your hand on Ningguang's waist to keep her completely still.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Ahh!~ mmm~, l want more~ please give me more~".

"Fuck, you're so tight around me, you like me to fuck you until you can't move, don't you?" You gave light bites to Ningguang's leg but she didn't answer you as she felt to overwhelmed by the pleasure to think in a response and she simply responded with a moan. "Fuck, but what a whore you are~, but you're my whore, aren't you?~"

"Fuck! Yes! Yes! I'm your whore♡~"

You smiled to yourself as you continud hitting Ningguang with your thrusts. You continued until you felt Ningguang's walls throb and tighten around you.

"What happened my love, do you want to cum?~" you asked with a smile making Ningguang quickly nod. "Then cum, cum for your alpha~"

After saying that you let go her leg and leaned down and kissed her again swallowing all her moans, your cock was throbbing as you felt Ningguang's contractions, you were really planning on filling her with your seed and you were going to do it if or if.

You felt that her walls tightened even more around you and after a big muffled moan from Ningguang, she finally came, wetting your cock and part of your abdomen with her sweet fluids and you broke the kiss with a thread of saliva.

Ningguang gasped for air as she felt breathless, she felt in heaven to finally reach orgasm but she still didn't feel satisfied as she wanted you cum too although she didn't have to wait long for that.

You waited for Ningguang to recover from her orgasm and then you began to hit her mercilessly making her moan as she was still feeling sensitive from her orgasm.

You took out your fangs and caressed them against the soft skin of Ningguang's neck, who left you enough space so that you could bite her and claim that she was only yours.

"Fuck, my love l'm going to cum inside that little pussy of yours, do you think you can take it?~" you asked as you rammed into her with all your might.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! P-please cum inside me!~ l want to feel your seed filling me up~" she said without a doubt.

Then you bit her hard to mark her and with a few more thrusts, you shot all your cum inside her filling her womb and your cock began to swell to prevent any drop escaped.

Ningguang moaned in pain, remaining completely still, trembling and totally submissive to your grunts and sore from the bite and the knot.

Shortly after, you released her, seeing the mark quite satisfied and licked it to clean the traces of blood. You would also release your scent to calm your now omega and after that you would kiss her shoulder and neck as a consolation.

Ningguang, somewhat trembling, would accept the comfort and after a few seconds she would calm down. You waited a few minutes and took your cock out of Ningguang, who complained slightly because even thought you filled her, she felt empty without your cock inside her.

Then you lifted Ningguang and placed her on top of you, hugged her and caressed her hair tenderly, then you took the sheet and covered you two.

"You did so well, it's okay you can rest, let your alpha take care of you" you said as you kissed Ningguang's head, Ningguang sighed happily snuggling closer to your chest asking for more affection which you happily gave her.

Before she passed out from exhaustion she said something to you.

"I love you my alpha~"

"I love you to, my beautiful omega~"

[mothduchess]

Kitsune HRT Part 3

Doors, are fucking,

TERRIFYING.

The office was unassuming by itself, yet the details spoke behind the facade's back, hinting to a truer nature. A nick upon the doorplate, how it could be pushed easily from any point on its towering height, or how dirt prints came in more varieties than just shoes. Snap! My gaze scampered upwards. The sun gazed unflinchingly from high above gazing through its mantle of clouds; it weighed like a crown with all of its aching heat. "I wonder how it'd feel with fur," I mused, before turning my gaze back to the office's doorway. I... couldn't distract myself for long. All that research I had done, the pep talk with my friends, they made it very clear: the first visit was the worst of them all. But like anything good and necessary, it still felt larger than it was. I could feel myself take a step back for just a moment. And then I stopped. The words of the kind man from before, and his quiet push to bring me to this place, they rang in my head as a gentle bell. Thoughts of her returned to my mind - my hands unconsciously went over my heart, head rolled to the side. I started to breathe. In. Out. In. Out. In. Out. In. The door gave way to a refreshing reprieve an an audience of chairs. "Barely anyone else here... suppose it *is* a work day." The few merits of unemployment aside, it did make me feel still ever so uneasy. I couldn't help it! And it wasn't just fear either. Looking to my side, I saw the wounds upon the wall, infamously left by one of the most notable patients. Those pictures were how I knew this place even existed, and now here I was caught in the wake of it all. I passed the healing plaster patch and shuffled towards the counter. A slight woman greeted me with a smile. "How can I help you?" "I'm here for... um, I think his name was Herian?" "Oh, Dr. Herian. Did you schedule a visit?" "Yes. Uh, it's under-" "Here it is. Miss Wild?" Her pleasant smile set me at ease. I simply gave a nod. "Just sit down, it won't take any time." I sat down. Names, are a tricky thing during transition. You're constantly confronted by them throughout the process. Modern society asks you what you are through your name, but what if you don't know? What if you wished you didn't need one? Right now, my appearance didn't speak for itself but already so many people just called me the truth: "Fox". It wasn't a name, but it was me. I'd gone through earlier versions; Wild was just a nickname that I enjoyed better than the one I buried states away. And maybe this one would meet the same fate. Her voice flittered upon the air. I knew the routine, and followed my part. If the front door was merely daunting, though, the door of Dr. Herian's was something *else*. Not by the door's fault. It was entirely the man inside responsible. A man no younger than 40 sat behind a heavy desk bolted to the floor gazed right through me as I came through, his gaze shielded by thick spectacles. Only wisps of hair decorated his scalp with a bush rounding the rest and sitting over his lips. Theodore Herian was the stern face of the entire program, a genius amongst his field and a veritable boogeyman to the community. Wordlessly I sat before him in the tiny chair provided, shuffling to cut a smaller figure. "Miss..." his eyes glanced at the file before him, "Wild. According to my schedule, you're here on behalf of the Humanity Removal Therapy?" "Correct." "Mh. I see. Specifically.... ah, right. Kitsune, which involves a variant of vulpinestin. We do have the medication-" Here it comes. "-but have you been living as a fox for years, now?" "For as long as I knew what thought was." "Yes sir. I've been presenting as a fox publicly for a while now, both online and in person." Physical visits were so much more stressful than the online consultations my first transition brought with it. And the questions he asked, I felt as if he was investigating the fiber of my being. Pouring water upon glass to find any sign of the slightest crack. "To be clear, what you're asking for-"

"Practically begging for." "-is the kitsune type, not the standard North American Red Fox. This comes with more than just tails. Even more so than other HRT medications, the kitsune comes with notable side effects. Illusions, fire, s..." The voice filtered out. I knew what I was getting into, and I knew to some they'd misinterpret why. 'That I just wanted the powers' or 'it'd be okay if you were just a fox'. I might be a vixen, a creature of cunning and sneering grins - but I wasn't some kind of plotting mastermind! My fingers pinched the sweatpants I came by today in with frustration twisting under the skin. The irritation ran like wax, my mouth pulled into the faint signs of an oncoming sneer. I would be a beautiful vixen even if it killed me. Not for any reason other than to ring in a new spring. "I'll do this. I'm right here. It's almost the-" "MISS. Wild.... Good. You're back. Did you hear what I said?" I gave a flustered nod, which he responded with an exasperated sigh. "Then, I would like to be the first to thank you for coming here, and to let you know - you may pick up your medication at your chosen pharmacy." He handed over a pamphlet that felt as precious as gold in my fingers. For moments, I was on autopilot. Step Step Step Step At some point I recall bidding a polite farewell to the receptionist? But my mind was a buzzing hurricane of thoughts, a whirl of actions. Petals honey gold silk cars sirens light heat skin sweat lock key ho-! My door clicked behind me, the vacancy greeting me warmly. The bag crumpled underneath my fingers. And when I heard that rattle? The light kissing the bottle and coming out changed as an amber gold nectar that seeped into the floor? I wept, and delighted sounds of a fox escaped my throat. Kitsune HRT: Week 1 OH MY GODS OH MY GODS I HAVE THE MEDICINE, AAAAAA -No changes yet. First pills, but so stoked. -Gods I felt I was going to die in that office. -Thank the fucks I do not have oh HELLS. -....I hope I end up fluffy

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[veronicaphoenix]

fairy dust series ✨ au — part two: the seducing kitsune | wc: 3.2k

— previous part: the wicked fairy

pairing: fae!oliver x ivy (ofc) x kitsune!noah summary: ivy finally meets noah tags & trigger warnings: age gap, it's implied that the fem. character is a virgin, it's also implied that noah shape-shifts back and forth from his kitsune form into his human one, noah uses his nine tails to his advantage, slightly jealous!noah, noah asks to be pet, noah gets on his knees, noah gets pet, sexual content: oral sex (fem. rec.), voyeurism (if you squint). my works 🌙

The Seducing Kitsune ೃ༄*��

She hasn’t played hide and seek in over a decade. 

            Ivy steps cautiously away from the sand and into the forest, leaving behind the quiet oasis where she had watched Oliver’s mesmerizing, naked form. 

            The air is thick with the sweet, heady scent of blooming flowers and the earthy aroma of trees. Her heart flutters in her chest, a mix of excitement and trepidation. The memory of Oliver’s playful yet dangerous smile lingers in her mind, but now her thoughts are consumed with the search for Noah.

            The forest around her is alive, every leaf and branch whispering secrets while the sunlight filters through the dense canopy, casting shadows on the ground. The air shimmers with energy, and the very ground beneath her naked feet feels like it pulses with life.

            As she wanders further, she hears a rustle among the bushes. Ivy’s heart leaps, a thrill of anticipation coursing through her veins. 

            Noah.

            She catches glimpses of sleek, black fur darting through the underbrush, always just out of reach. 

            At first, her steps are hesitant, her mind clouded with worry and a touch of fear. But with each sighting of the creature she’s chasing, her confidence grows, and apprehension gives way to exhilaration.

            Laughter bubbles up from deep within her, a sound as pure and joyous as the song of the birds flitting above her. She hops after the Kitsune, her movements light and carefree. Butterflies of every color dance around her, their wings glittering. Other tiny and magical creatures scurry at her feet, and sparkling dust falls from the sky as the trees seem to part just for her, inviting her to go on, to dive into the deepest parts of the forest. 

            Ivy’s breath comes in quick, excited gasps as she races through the trees. Her skin tingles with a strange, intoxicating sensation, as if the very air is infused with magic that seeps into her pores, warming her from within. She feels a joy, a pure, unadulterated happiness that spreads through her veins and pulses in her heart.

            She only stops when a wave of dizziness washes over her. She feels lightheaded, almost drunk on the sheer joy and magic around her. She looks around, her eyes searching for any sign of Noah. The forest is silent now, save for the soft rustle of leaves and the distant chirping of birds. A grey rabbit hops away, disappearing into the underbrush.

            “Noah?” she calls out, her voice echoing softly through the trees.

            The air shifts, a subtle change that she can recognize now. It’s the same sensation she felt when Oliver appeared in her room, the sign of a tangible presence nearby that makes the hairs on her arms stand on end. She turns slowly, her heart pounding in her chest.

            Leaning against a tree not far from her, in a pose strikingly similar to Oliver’s from ten years ago, stands a young man. He is taller and slimmer than Oliver. He’s barefoot, and wears black jeans and no shirt. His chest and arms are adorned with a myriad of tattoos, a snake coiling around his neck, intertwining with leaves and a hand reaching for a red apple right on his Adam’s apple. His brown, almond-shaped eyes lock onto hers, and his sensual, soft hair falls in a casual, yet deliberate, layered haircut. A smirk plays on his thin lips, one corner tilted upwards in a way that makes Ivy’s skin tingle.

            “Hi, Ivy,” he says, his voice smooth and inviting.

            Ivy holds her breath, her eyes wide with wonder and curiosity. 

            The intensity of his gaze, the way his eyes seem to see right through her, leaves her feeling exposed and vulnerable. Yet, there’s something undeniably magnetic about him, a pull she can’t resist. Her heart races, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through her veins as she stands frozen, staring at the enigmatic figure before her.

            She’s taken aback by his beauty, a shyness creeping into her heart. Noah is as charming as Oliver, but while Oliver’s eyes held a playful sparkle, Noah’s gaze is different—hungrier, more intense.

            “Noah,” she whispers, almost unconsciously, his name slipping slowly from her lips like a sacred incantation, as if to engrave it in her memory.

            Noah tilts his head to the side, his smile widening. His hair moves with the gentle breeze, adding a touch of wildness to his appearance. She wants to touch it. Badly. “I like the sound of my name on your lips.”

            She stares at him, drinking in every detail of his form. Is she really going to have him just as she has Oliver? All to herself? The thought sends a thrill through her. She takes a deep breath, the scent of the forest filling her lungs, the aroma of earth and greenery seeping into her veins, grounding her.

            “Oliver says you like to play,” she murmurs, her voice barely audible.

            “I do,” he replies, each word dripping with a seductive edge. He takes a step toward her, and then another, closing the distance between them with a predator’s grace. “Are you going to let me play with you, Ivy?”

            Ivy finds herself nodding eagerly, her body betraying her cautious mind. As he approaches, she instinctively recoils, taking careful steps backward until her back collides with the rough bark of a tree. The sensation is grounding, but her heart races.

            “Careful,” Noah says, his voice steady and firm. There’s a sensuality in his tone, a roughness that seems to caress her skin, sliding through her senses like honey dripping from her fingers. “Wouldn’t want you to get hurt.”

            “I’m fine,” she assures him, though her breath is caught in her throat and her heartbeat is quick, drumming in her ears. Her hands explore the texture of the tree’s bark, seeking support in its solidity.

            Noah is close now, towering over her. He seems to grow taller and more imposing with each step he takes. Ivy’s body is tingling. 

            His presence is overwhelming, but the more her instincts tell her to look away, to find Oliver, she can’t. 

            The forest around them is watching their every move. The air is thick with magic, butterflies and other tiny creatures flitting around. The trees seem to lean in, as if eager to witness the unfolding connection between Ivy, the human girl, and Noah, the seducing kitsune.

            Noah reaches out, his fingers brushing against her cheek. His touch is electric and it sends shivers down her spine. Ivy’s breath hitches, her eyes locked onto his. The world narrows to just the two of them. The forest fades into the background.

            “You’re trembling,” Noah notices, his voice a seductive purr. Ivy isn’t aware of it until he mentions it. “Are you afraid of me, Ivy?”

            She shakes her head, though she isn’t sure if it’s entirely true. 

            “I’m not going to hurt you,” he says, his brows furrowing at the expression on her face. She’s been hurt before. He can see it. “Never.”

            He waits for her stance to soften, for her soul to let him in. 

            Noah gently extends his hand towards Ivy, his palm open and inviting. “Touch me,” he murmurs, his voice a soothing melody that wraps around her. “Feel it.”

            Ivy’s heart is racing and she feels dizzy. She wonders if it will always be like this. 

            Regardless, the warmth and sincerity in Noah’s brown eyes draws her in. 

            She reaches out, her fingers trembling as they approach his. The moment their fingertips meet, a rush of energy courses through her.

            As her hand fully meets his, Ivy feels a wave of emotions flooding her. It’s as if all of Noah’s desires, his yearning to hold her, to care for her, to love her, are being transferred directly into her soul. She can sense his desperation, the ten long years he’s waited, the depth of his need to treasure her, to protect her, to play with her and taste her. 

            Ivy feels her resistance crumbling, the walls she had built around her heart slowly dissolving under the gentle pressure of his presence.

            Noah’s thumb brushes over her knuckles, sending a tingle up her arm. His touch is a promise of the tenderness and passion he holds within. Ivy takes a deep breath, the scent of the forest filling her lungs, mingling with the intoxicating presence of the kitsune before her.

            “Ivy,” he repeats her name to bring her attention back to him. When she looks up, it feels as if she’s known him all her life. Noah is the softness and primal side of her that she never understood, that she always thought made her some kind of weird child. “Ivy,” he continues. “What do you want?” 

            The intensity of his eyes might make her faint. 

            “I want you to play with me,” she confesses. 

            A smile curves Noah’s lips, and he steps closer, his free hand coming up to cup her cheek. “I’ve been waiting forever to hear those words from you.”

            The joy dripping from his words is a balm to her wounded soul. 

            As his thumb caresses her skin, Ivy feels a sense of peace settling over her. She knows, deep in her heart, that this is where she belongs.

            With Noah.

            With Oliver.

            Here.

            Noah’s eyes glint with a mischievous light as he closes the final gap between them. Instead of kissing her, he leans in closer, inhaling her scent deeply. His nose brushes her jawline. He trails his nose along her neck and down to her clavicle, his breath warm and teasing against her skin. Ivy straightens up, her breath hitching, her heart pounding in her chest.

            “Do you live on Oliver’s back?” she asks, nearly achingly, her voice trembling with a mix of curiosity and nerves.

            Noah chuckles, the sound rich and low, the vibration of his laughter resonating through her. “I live in his heart,” he says dreamily, his eyes locking onto hers for a brief, intense moment. “And I can live in yours too, if you’d let me.”

            His nose continues its journey along her bare shoulder, the gentle, intimate touch making her skin tingle. Ivy’s mind is racing with the possibilities that Noah’s words suggest.

            Noah suddenly furrows his brows. He hums.

            For a moment, he doesn’t seem happy.

            “He’s already kissed you, hasn’t he?”

            Ivy’s breath catches again, her thoughts swirling. Ivy nods, her voice lost in the whirlwind of emotions coursing through her and the memory of Oliver’s kiss still vivid in her mind. She closes her eyes, letting the sensations wash over her. 

            Noah’s gaze darkens slightly, a blend of amusement and something more primal flickering in his eyes.

            Noah leans in, his lips brushing against her forehead in a tender kiss. “I’m much more fun than he is, Ivy,” his voice is husky with desire. 

            His words hang in the air, heavy with promise and mystery. It doesn’t matter that her mind is racing; her body responds to his touch as if it’d always belonged to him. She feels herself surrendering.

            “Show me,” she orders bravely.

            Ivy parts her lips, where the memory of Oliver’s pressing against hers still remains. Her pulse quickens, her body responding to the magnetic pull between them. The forest around them seems to hold its breath. She feels the weight of Noah’s promise hanging in the air, a tantalizing mystery that she can’t resist.

            Noah’s lips hover near hers, his breath mingling with hers, and she feels herself drawn to him, unable to deny the magnetic allure of his nature. The world fades away, leaving only the intoxicating presence of Noah and the promise of what’s to come.

            Noah’s lips finally find hers, and he kisses her with a tenderness that makes her want to crumble in his arms, to let him take care of her forever. His kiss is soft and gentle, coaxing out her deepest desires with each delicate press of his mouth against hers. Ivy’s thoughts dissolve, leaving only the sensations of his touch, the taste of him, and the way he makes her feel cherished and wanted.

            His hand slides down to her thigh, fingers slipping beneath the fabric of her dress. Ivy’s breath hitches as his hand moves higher, reaching between her legs. She grasps his shoulders, her fingers digging into his skin as she tries to articulate her feelings.

            “I’ve never… nobody has ever…” she stammers, but Noah immediately understands. His eyes light up with a triumphant glint, rejoicing in the fact that he and Oliver are the first. They will be the only ones.

            “Oh,” he says, and the words feel like a song on their own. “Have you been waiting for me? You, pretty little thing?” 

            Yes, she wants to say, but she’s speechless at the way he’s looking at her, with the same promise that Oliver did—to take care of her, to replace every bad thing, every horrible memory, with something better, something magical.

            Noah’s fingers crawl up to touch her navel lightly, igniting a fire inside her. Her stomach sinks with every breath she takes, anticipation building. His eyes darken even more, if possible, promising to push her limits and take her higher and higher and to never let her fall.

            “What are you going to let me do to you, Ivy?” he murmurs, his voice like velvet. “You’ve already poisoned me. Your wish is my command.”

            “Anything,” she replies quickly, desperate for him, for more. She has just one request. “But—”

            “But?” he asks, rising an eyebrow, amused. He wants her confident, demanding. 

            “Will you let me pet you while you…?”

            “While I what?” His voice raises. “Don’t be shy. Not here, Ivy,” his instructions are clear, leaving no room for hesitation. “Say it. Say what you desire,” Noah urges, his gaze locked on hers, filled with unspoken promises.

            “While you lick me,” she breathes out, her voice trembling with a mix of boldness and vulnerability.

            Noah doesn’t reply with words; instead, he smiles widely at her, maintaining eye contact as he lowers himself to his knees. The anticipation coils tighter within her as he lifts her dress, hooking his slender fingers into her panties and pulling them down. He leans in, so close to her core, his breath warm against her skin.

            “You smell like flowers,” he murmurs, his voice a reverent whisper.

            Hesitant yet yearning, she guides her hand to his hair, feeling the softness of his locks between her fingers, and it’s she who moans at the feel of it. Noah looks up at her, his expression one of pure adoration and hunger.

            “Pet me, Ivy,” he says softly, his lips brushing her navel. 

            With that, he dips his head, his mouth finding her, and Ivy’s world tilts. 

            She gets lost in the sensations, in the tender yet insistent way he explores her, her hands trying to follow his rhythm on his scalp. 

            For this moment, there is only Noah, and the way he makes her feel utterly cherished, utterly adored.

            As Noah’s tongue caresses her with kitten licks, Ivy is engulfed by a myriad of sensations that blur the boundaries of time and space. Each gentle flick and tender exploration sends ripples of pleasure through her body, drawing her deeper into an intoxicating haze. The forest around them seems to shimmer with magic, the trees whispering ancient secrets, and the butterflies hovering in an ethereal dance.

            She loses herself completely, her mind a swirl of ecstasy and wonder. At some point, she becomes aware of a new sensation—something soft and light dancing around her ankles. It feels like delicate tails brushing against her skin, teasing and tickling. The sensation grows, wrapping around her calves and trailing higher, and she realizes it’s Noah’s tails, covered in silken fur that sends electric shivers up her spine.

            It is this feeling, this unexpected caress of fur, that pushes her over the edge. Ivy shakes, her body trembling uncontrollably as waves of pleasure crash over her. She crumbles, her legs giving way, and Noah is quick to rise, catching her in his arms.

            Ivy clings to him, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she gasps for breath, her eyes wide with the intensity of the experience. Her cheek presses against Noah’s bare chest, feeling the warmth of his skin and the steady beat of his heart.

            She has never felt anything like this, a sense of completeness and raw vulnerability intertwining. Tears spring to her eyes, not from sadness, but from the overwhelming joy and relief that floods her soul.

            Noah holds her close, his hand moving up and down her hair in a soothing rhythm. He cooes her softly, his voice a calming balm to her frayed nerves. 

            Ivy’s breathing gradually steadies, and she nuzzles closer to Noah, taking comfort in his embrace. She feels cherished, protected, and above all, she feels seen.

            Noah is filled with a mixture of tenderness and pride. As Ivy revels in the warmth of his arms around her, she feels another subtle shift in the air. Her senses, still heightened from her recent climax, pick up the unmistakable presence of another.

            “Are you done?” a familiar voice asks, cutting through the tranquility.

            Ivy’s heart halts mid-beat. She looks up to see Oliver standing a few paces away, one eyebrow raised in a mixture of amusement and approval. There is no reproach in his tone, only acknowledgment, a silent understanding that Noah has done exactly what was expected of him.

            “No,” Noah replies, his voice firm with a rough edge. “I’m not done.” His arms tighten protectively around Ivy, as if shielding her from a threat that doesn’t exist.         

            She feels safe. Now that both Noah and Oliver are in her line of sight, she feels wrapped in a blanket of comfort only provided by the green of Oliver’s eyes and the brown of Noah’s. 

            Oliver steps closer, his gaze shifting from Noah to Ivy. His eyes soften, a playful glint appearing as he takes in her flushed cheeks and disheveled appearance. He reaches out, brushing a strand of hair from her face with a tenderness that makes her heart flutter as she continues nestled against Noah.

            “Did Noah play with you?” Oliver asks, his voice low and soothing. There’s a possessiveness in his eyes, but it’s tempered with affection.

             “Yes.”

            Oliver’s smile broadens, “Good,” he murmurs. 

            With delicate fingers, he touches Ivy’s pink cheek. 

            Noah shifts slightly, allowing Ivy to extend an arm toward Oliver and place her palm open on his chest. 

            At the touch of both men—both creatures, the overwhelming yet comforting sensation intensifies to a new level. Glitter begins to fall from the sky, settling softly on their skin. Ivy feels a surge of emotions—awe, excitement, and a deep, profound longing that seems to radiate from her very core. This is what she’s been yearning for all along—not just the physical pleasure, but the connection, the sense of belonging that these extraordinary, surreal creatures are providing; who have spent a decade—or even longer—waiting patiently for her. 

            Covered in sparkling dust, Ivy finally feels whole, as if she has found her place in a world that once felt incomplete.

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prompt: i’m at a party and a cute goth girl jokingly asked me to meow for her and obv it turns sexual

"you look so cute down there." She said.

I breathe out, the cloud of cherry scented vape floats up. The music is loud and everything is dark.

I look at the vape pen hanging from her belt buckle. Before turning my eyes up towards her face. I was almost surprised at how tall she looked from down here. I can't tell if it's because of her huge black boots or my kneeling position.

It takes me a moment to realize what she said and I start blushing and look down, still on my knees.

"uh t-thank you for letting me hit your vape" I stutter out.

I feel a hand petting my head "no problem little kitty, why don't you meow for mommy?" She laughs drunkenly.

"me-meow for-" I start to ask.

"good kitty, why don't you take another hit." She lines her vape up with my lips, pushing it into my mouth while she continues to pet me.

She gently starts thrusting her hips pushing her vape deeper into my mouth like she's slowly fucking me with it.

The hand petting me slowly starts grabbing my hair. Pulling my head deeper onto her vape pen as I start drooling.

I hear her moan, just barely audible over the music. I realize how long I've been sucking on her vape. She drops it down onto a chair behind her.

My lungs are burning from how long it's been since I've exhaled. I crawl into her lap, and our tongues quickly meet, I blow the cherry flavored cloud into her mouth. When we split away she blows it back into my face.

"you looked really happy taking that second hit. Wanna see what I can do with real toys kitty?" She says, dragging a finger up my neck like she was hooking it into a collar.

I meow.

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An Incubus's Innocence

Summary: After being assigned to work for Jongho, you learn that his powers make him an almost unbearable tease. When you confront him, you learn the reason behind it and offer help. Pairing: Choi Jongho x afab!Reader Genre: Mature/Smut, Fluff (if you squint), Fantasy, One Shot Tropes: idol!AU, Incubus!AU, personal assistant!AU Word Count: 3.6k Contains: cursing, jealousy, territorial Jongho, he's a bit pushy at first, he's a massive tease, pet names (baby, babe), mixed signals, dirty talk, telepathy, inexperienced!Jongho, oral (m. receiving), orgasm denial (kinda), hair pulling, guidance in the bedroom, confirming consent (as you should!)

When you agreed to work closely with ATEEZ, you expected that you'd run around doing errands. With an exceptionally high salary and the numerous documents to sign, you should've gotten a hint that it wouldn't be the case, and the moment you were assigned to a specific member in particular, you should've known, but your vision was clouded by the money and security of it all - not to mention leaving your old shitty life behind.

Moving into the apartment they assigned you felt like washing away all the stress and negativity you'd piled up over the recent months. Other than the boxes scattered around waiting to be unpacked, everything looked pristine and light. You let yourself take this in as a symbol of the life to come, hoping only for good things.

How wrong was that?

Meeting the group for the first time started the chaos without hesitation, as the manager told them who you were and left you alone for the wolves to tear apart. Quickly, you learned what everyone was - and hence what needed avoidance - and made note to remember. Luckily, you knew of the group already, so you didn't have to put names to faces on top of it. Learning which creatures they were was more than enough work.

"So, lemme double check. Seonghwa and Yeosang are sirens. Mingi is a werewolf. San and Yunho are animal hybrids. Wooyoung, you're a kitsune. And then Hongjoong and Jongho are sex demons?"

With the group's approval of your efforts, the chaos starts right back from where it left off. Suddenly, Mingi is asking you a dozen questions a minute, leaving you unable to keep up. Seeing this, the otherwise uninterested man that you were assigned to help interrupts the wolf and pulls you out of the room by your wrist.

"They hired you for me, so what are you entertaining the dog for?" He spits, jealousy dripping from his words.

"I was just answering questions. But how am I supposed to help you, anyway?" You wring your arm out of his grasp and continue, "Why does an incubus need help from a human?"

With a chuckle, he leans in close to whisper directly into your ear, "Now where else would I get my energy from?"

Your face warms up at his comment, but you decide to play it off as a joke, "Very funny, Jongho. Really, what can I do for you?"

Wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you to be flush against him, he makes direct eye contact to emphasize his point, "Fall for me. Desire me."

You freak out at the closeness, brain blanking from the intensity of his gaze. Although small words and noises spill from your lips, none of them make any sense. The moment you break eye contact, he leans in closer, enjoying your confusion.

"Let it happen, babe," He growls out the pet name. "I can feel the urge in you. Why not let it out to play?"

Locking eyes again out of shock, you wonder how he can tell. As his face is only a couple of inches away from yours, you find your gaze shifting downwards, landing on his lips. You watch as one side of his mouth curls upward mischievously, focusing on how beautiful it would be if this is your true job.

"You want a taste, babe? I know I'm dying to taste you."

Watching his lips move as he speaks, you feel like you've been put in some sort of trance. Betraying all the thoughts telling you that it isn't right, you lean in slightly. He meets you in the middle, placing his free hand on your cheek as the arm around your midsection tightens and pulls you as close as you can get. A warmth unlike any you've felt before builds in the pit of your stomach as the kiss continues. Quickly, the gentle start twists into a hungry, needy rush. Before you know that you've moved, your back hits the wall and his hand moves down to your butt. Slowly, the hand around your face moves to your neck, followed by his lips shortly after. Giving into your urges, you find yourself mumbling out his name with ragged breath. You feel him smile against the base of your neck before coaxing you to remain quiet.

"The others are only a room away, and some of them have heightened hearing. Quiet down before they hear."

Although he calmly scolds you, he sucks on your collarbone immediately after, making your breath catch in your throat. Despite his words, he continues his actions, lifting your leg and making it wrap around his hip. Grinding against you slightly, he manages to collect a massive burst of energy, so he slows down and eases out of the position. Finishing with a peck to your lips, he smiles and steps back.

"You taste wonderful, Y/N. So much that you've made me full."

As your breath steadies, you feel an emptiness settle where the warmth once was, "We've not doing more?"

"Don't worry. It's your job, so you'll get more later. For now, I'm full on your energy, so you should be glad. It'd be quite draining in we were to fuck, y'know. You might have to sleep for days."

Not believing him, you slump against the wall, pouting, but he just leaves the room to join the others. You hear them asking about you, with Hongjoong teasing that he probably put you through too much on your first day on the job.

When you pull yourself together and enter the main room again, you hear Hongjoong scream out, "You didn't?!"

"Ask Y/N yourself if you don't believe me. We didn't even undress." Jongho waves him off, paying attention to his phone once again.

Everyone else turns to face you. Hongjoong stands up and approaches you to ask, "You really didn't have sex with him? How does he seem so satisfied then?"

Embarrassed by being so blatantly asked about your sex life, you can't find the words to answer, so you simply shake your head. Your gaze falls to the floor, so Hongjoong notices the difference between you and Jongho quickly.

"You were left unsatisfied, weren't you?" Raising his voice to bring Jongho's attention, he asks, "Should I help you out, then?"

In the blink of an eye, Jongho is in between you and Hongjoong, gripping the collar of the shorter man's shirt, "Don't even think about it."

Scoffing, Hongjoong brushes the hand away and takes a step back, mocking, "Quite possessive over a simple human there."

Breaking the resulting silence, you shakily say goodbye to everyone and make your way down the hall to your apartment. You plop onto your bed and stare at a random spot on your floor for a moment before thrashing around to get rid of the stress and whiplash of emotions from the past hour. When you're finished, you lay flat on top of your blankets with your pillow hugged to your chest. Trying to make sense of everything, you relive it again in your mind.

Accepting the job. Being assigned to Jongho. Meeting everybody. Finding out that none of them are human. Jongho getting mad that you're giving Mingi attention. The room - god, the room. Him leaving suddenly, and that empty feeling. Yet him threatening the captain with violence over you.

Everything feels confusing. You can't figure out where you stand with Jongho. It keeps you up all night, but you don't even notice until you hear a knock on your door, prompting you to check the clock as you stand. Checking the camera, you see Jongho standing there. Your heart begins to race and the warmth returns to your core. Trying to hide this from him, you take a deep grounding breath before opening the door.

"Hello, babe. Can I come in? I missed you once I woke up this morning."

"Uh, sure." You move aside to let him in, but continue, "You missed me? We only just met."

Tossing you a judgemental look, he jokes, "Didn't stop you from thinking about me all night, now, did it?"

"How-?"

"I can read your energy, Y/N. There's no use hiding anything from me. I'll see it, even if nobody else will."

As you follow him to the couch, you ask, "That's a power you have? How does that help an incubus?"

With a laugh, he comments, "You read books about us, haven't you? It's probably stuck in your mind that we just fuck the souls out of people for our own well-being, right?"

Embarrassed to learn that your idea is wrong, you answer with a nod and a mumbled, "Mhm."

Suddenly, he's leaning against you with his hand holding your chin. He speaks with a lure in his voice, sounding as sweet as can be for a demon, "Is that what you want? Would you prefer if I just screw you into oblivion everyday?"

Knowing you can't hide your heightened heart rate, you try to make up an excuse instead, "It, it sounds enthralling, but how about we meet in the middle somewhere? Maybe once or twice a week?"

Slowly, his hand moves from your chin to the back of your neck as you speak, brushing your skin ever so slightly. Tugging slightly on the hair at your nape to tilt your head back, he deepens his voice but keeps that sweet tone, "Now, now. Who works for who here, babe? Are you really that upset that I left you wanting last night?"

You don't have to respond. You know he already knows the answer. After such a quick escalation, how could you not be upset that he ended it early? He switched on a dime and acted like nothing happened in a second.

"Oh, poor baby. Should I make it up to you? You waited for me and everything."

He swings his leg over you, sitting himself in your lap without missing a beat. As he places his hands on the couch on either side of your head, his devious smile finds its way to your lips, so much so that you can still feel the smile in his kiss.

More. Please give me more this time.

Although you think it to yourself, he responds by snaking a hand under your shirt. He holds your waist gently to contrast the aggressive kiss, and the cold touch of skin on skin earns a whine falling from your lips. Unlike the night prior, you feel comfortable to make all the noise you'd like, and Jongho responds positively to it as well. As his hand raises under the shirt, you find yourself whining again as he pulls away to lift it over your head. As soon as the article is removed, you grab ahold of the fabric at his chest and pull him back to you to continue the kiss.

You hear his voice in your head jokingly tell you to have patience, but you can't tell whether it's your imagination or yet another one of his powers - and, frankly, you couldn't care less to know the answer. Tugging at his shirt again, you wordlessly urge him to remove it, but he grabs at your hand instead, moving it down to your shorts.

Pulling away momentarily, you pout, "It's your turn. Why do I have to remove something else before you remove anything?"

"We're not there yet, Y/N. I don't show myself to just anyone, y'know. NDA or otherwise."

Begrudgingly, you pull your shorts down, lifting your body off the couch momentarily. You feel your thighs rub against Jongho as you do this, but he stifles any reaction he might've had due to it. Looking down, you notice his bulge and feel your mouth water at the idea of his cock in your mouth. You drop the shorts down your legs and kick them off of your feet as Jongho moves a hand down your body, lightly grazing against your shoulder blades, chest, hip, and thigh.

You watch his face as his hungry eyes follow his hand down your body and land on your underwear, sensing that they're sticking to you thanks to your wetness.

"Dirty, dirty. We've got a good one here, haven't we?" He boasts, proud that he has his own personal energy source that he can work up so easily.

"Jongho," you breathe out, bringing his eyes back up to yours. "Can I blow you? You look like you want it."

Lightly pressing a hand against the bulge in his pants, you urge him to undo them to let his needy member free. Clicking his tongue, he gets up from your lap. Looking down at you, he finds you pouting as the emptiness fills you again, and the cold air hits your nearly-naked body.

"Pushy, Y/N. Too pushy. We'll get there when we get there. Today isn't the day, since you don't know how to contain yourself properly yet."

Although you reach out for him in hopes of him coming back, he simply picks up your shirt and hands it to you. Holding it to your chest, you beg him not to leave you like this again.

"I can stay with you if you'd like, but I can't eat any more. Your energy overflows so nicely, but that means I can only handle so much of it."

This pattern repeats over the course of the month, and you struggle to get past a heated makeout with him, so you decide to try something new. When he calls you to join him in the dance studio, you head over with the determination to get something out of him, even if it's just some extra skin being shown.

Entering the studio, you find all the boys scattered around the room, sweaty and panting. They all say hello through their shaky breaths, and you make your way to Jongho to ask why he called you over today. Resting against the wall, he dons a black tank top and ripped jeans. Already, you've seen more skin today than in any of your sessions.

Before you even ask anything, the tired boy reaches out both hands towards you, asking for a hug. You comply, bending down and wrapping your arms around him while ignoring the stickiness of his skin.

"Thanks for coming, Y/N. I'm really drained right now, and you always bring my energy back."

"It almost sounds sweet if you weren't just being literal about it." Yeosang shouts from across the room, resting atop a pile of mats.

"Oh, shut it, Yeosang."

You feel him regain strength as you stay with him, but remind yourself of your resolve in case he tries anything funny. And, sure enough, he teases you shortly after.

"Should I show you off in front of everyone?" He whispers with a nudge to your shoulder.

You immediately pull away and stand your ground, "No. I'm not doing anything with you right now."

As you firmly put your foot down, you see Jongho tense up and hear some reactions - mostly stifled laughs - from those in the room with better hearing. He tries to joke with you further, claiming that he'll wait until you go home if he has to, but you claim that you don't want to do anything with him unless he follows through all the way. You say this loud enough for everyone to hear, earning a couple of shocked reactions.

Once practice ends, you all walk home together. Saying goodbye at their door, you walk down the hall to yours, followed by a silent but irritated Jongho. He walks into your apartment without invitation, sitting down on your bed with legs crossed at the knee.

"What was all that for?"

"What do you mean? I came like you asked."

"You put on a performance for them, talking about you no longer playing with me."

"Oh, that's no performance. Unless something more happens, I'm refusing to mess around with you again."

Leaning back in an attempt to regain his sense of control, he tries to gauge your energy. Finding your determination stronger than anything else, he sighs, "Okay, what is that something? What do you want to happen? I'll see if I'm willing."

After a short conversation establishing that he wishes to keep all his clothes on, he agrees to give you oral. Although you can't understand how he's okay to blue-ball himself so much, you relish in your victory to progress with him.

This time, the makeout session is quicker. You're undressed within ten minutes, with him trailing kisses down your naked body as he kneels onto the floor in front of your bed. He pays close attention to your thighs and focuses on them for longer than you expect before a thought comes to mind. You place your hand lightly on his head, coaxing him to stop and look up at you.

"Have you not done this before? Is that why you're hesitant to do anything?"

His eyes widen, wondering how you came to that conclusion despite his best attempts to hide it, but he can't find the words to deny your accusation. You play with his hair a bit as you sit up straighter.

"Do you want me to guide you? I don't mind. Wouldn't have expected a sex demon to be a virgin, but everyone has to start somewhere, right?"

You pat the bed, telling him to sit there with you. You ask him again if he's truly okay with doing this and remind him that you'll guide him through anything that worries him but that you don't want him stopping without explanation halfway through. Emphasizing the importance of communication, you feel him warm up a bit to you.

"Y/N," he starts, gathering the courage to use the words he wants to say, "Could you... go first? I still don't want to take off my clothes, though. Is there a way for it to work?"

"You want me to do what exactly? I can always rub you through your pants, or if you're okay with unbuttoning and showing me just your dick, I can suck you off. It all depends on what you're comfy with."

Looking down at his lap, he whispers, "Could you suck it? I wanna feel it."

The confidence from before is totally wiped from him, and you see someone fully different. Agreeing, you throw your leg over him and hover above his lap with your arms draped over his shoulders. The kisses softer now, you coax him to lay down and slowly guide your hands to his pants. You keep eye contact as you hook your fingers over the hem. He quickly unbuttons them for you, and you pull them down with his underwear, only just until you feel him spring up from the barriers and hit your hand. Before touching it yourself, you return your attention to his face, brushing a stray hair off of his forehead and kissing his cheek and down to his collarbone. Sucking on the skin, you show him a taste of your skills and kiss the red mark.

"You ready, Jongho?"

With the slightest noise of approval, you move down and kiss the tip of his exposed dick. His breath hitches at the sensation, so you lightly wrap a hand around him before placing your lips fully around the tip. As you slowly move your hand, you swirl your tongue around, tasting the salty precum leaking from his tip. Catching him grabbing at your sheets, you place your hand on top of his until his grip weakens. You bring his hand to your head, but he doesn't know what to do, so you lift your head to talk to him.

"Do just like you did to the sheets. Grab my hair in your fist if you want. Let me feel that you like it. Plus, this way you can pull me away if I do too much for you or do something you don't like. Just don't pull too hard."

Leaning back in, you continue, moaning onto his dick when you feel him grab onto your hair and arch his back in response. Gaining a sense of dominance as his enjoyment rushes through your head, you begin taking more of him into your mouth, bobbing your head at the same pace as your hand. After a couple of minutes, he's whining incoherently, so you take it as a good sign and take his full length, the tip hitting your throat and making him grab your hair tighter to hold you in place. You enjoy his reactions, loving to see this new side of him. Without warning, you feel a gush of hot liquid stream down your throat, bringing tears to the corners of your eyes as you have to stop yourself from choking out of shock. You swallow it down, the sensations drawing a strained groan from the man from the overstimulation.

When his grip loosens again, you slowly move away, quickly wiping your mouth with your wrist as you look up to find an exhausted man staring at the ceiling above him.

"Tired?" You joke.

"No, I'm overloaded, actually. I've never felt such a great surge of energy before."

Laying down next to him, you confirm that he enjoyed it. As he thanks you for helping him, he turns over and throws an arm around you, asking whether he should try to repay the favor.

"I think I can work with that great example. It probably won't be as good, but I'll practice plenty."

[cloud-kitsune]

Do you ship Ginyu with Salza?

I... didn't even think about it, but I'm not against it at all. Ginyu definitely seems the type who would prefer Salza's style, I believe. Jeice, on the other hand... always seemed to hold up Ginyu's opinion in high regard, which made me wonder if he had a crush on his captain at some point, too.

Still, Ginyu x Salza would be interesting~

[stardustsorbet]

𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐍𝐄𝐔𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄 ― ♡

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⁞ mentions of unrequited feelings, mentions of death and lost loves, kitsune!reader, there’s a little bit of poetry I lowkey pulled it out of my ass

“Escort me, my memory is a bit hazy,” she lied. She knew the path like the back of her hand, allowing her friend to take the lead. (Y/N) loved to tease him, the silver-haired judge, Neuvillette. He wasn’t gullible per se but sometimes oblivious to jokes.

He couldn’t help but feel his heart flutter, you really wanted to go back. To that lake where you spent your youth. When you were just a young kitsune and he a youthful dragon. His horns were so petite, and your tails were so small, yet soft. Where there was so much unresolved tension, unanswered questions he had.

“That lake holds many of my memories,” he spoke, trying to keep his words to a minimal, just small talk. With his arm hooked in hers, he couldn’t help himself from trying to appear to others as maybe being her lover. The press would sure milk this for all its worth, but he almost wanted that. Fontaine’s dearest kitsune, a sweet woman, and the cold Chief Justice.

“Wouldn’t you think it’s rather romantic to go somewhere like this, especially so late at night?” He whispered, leaning down so she could hear. His height was quite different compared to yours. A smile crept onto his lips; this was his way of flirting with you, and you knew that better than anyone.

“Aren’t you presumptuous?” A laugh escapes her lips, playfully shoving her friend, not enough to hurt him. “Just.. take me there, okay?”

The walk from where the two had dined to their lovely lake was not too far, and he could not pretend like he didn’t enjoy being with her in pure silence like this. It had been years since their falling out, but now? Things were so much different. They’d both grown, both changed in so many ways.

She took a seat in the rustic swing hooked onto a branch of a cypress tree, swinging gently as she gazed into the water. The pale moon reflected Neuvillette’s features so beautifully; she had forgotten just how beautiful he really was. She couldn’t help but notice in such an intimate moment like this.

He sat himself next to her, worried the swing wouldn’t be able to support them both, but alas, it did. It was rather old, much more used to supporting two young teenagers and every conversation they had. “You look most beautiful tonight. I’m not sure I told you that already.”

“Thank you.. and you look just as beautiful. This moon makes every feature of yours that much easier to see and therefore appreciate.”

“Hah, thank you, (Y/N). I wonder, do you still remember every moment we shared here just as I did?” He asked, gently taking her hand and placing a kiss on her knuckles.

“My kitsune mind betrays me.. you’ll have to remind me.” She knew he wanted to tell the story, but of course leave out his embarrassing moments. If she brought up how he’d fallen in the lake all those years ago after kicking a rock out of anger, he’d become a blushing mess.

“I remember how we’d enjoy the morning sunlight reflecting on the lake, hiding under the ripples of the water as the wind blew and storm clouds thundered. Things were so much different then… Do you still care for me as much as you did then?”

“Time decays the friendships between mortals, and though it has been centuries now since we’ve crossed paths, I feel like nothing has changed between us. I could reminisce in these moments forever and still hold the same comfort I’m bathing in now, despite all that has happened. If only time could pause, how kind would that be, Neuvillette?”

Her eyes were tired and emotional, every memory she had flowing through that bright mind she held.

“Pausing time, we could never find a way. But, I wouldn’t mind spending all my time with you, dearest (Y/N).” His eyes watched her so lovingly, his old friend. His friend he’d messed things up with so badly.

It was nice to sit in silence, your fingers intertwined. No romantic connotations, at least on your end, he just enjoyed being comforted like this. The touch of his warmth next to you made everything feel okay again.

“I remember I buried my book of poetry around here, I’d like to read you some of my writings.” He knew exactly what she meant, smiling at her. It didn’t take long for them to find the book with the leather cover, the dirt covered pages, and the writings of all (Y/N)’s feelings.

“Do read me some of your writings,” he spoke, helping her into the swing again, sitting beside her with admiration beaming from his blue eyes.

“Ahem… gosh, this is embarrassing, haha. Vintage clothes, antique catches. All the cracks and burns from matches. I love the imperfection of these things. Humanity, so precious, like diamond rings. Everything about you is so raw, so real. So unrealistic how you appeal to me.”

He smiled at her words, they were beautiful and vulnerable. With each word, he knew there was something in her heart when she wrote them down. “Who was this about?” He questioned. “If you don’t mind me asking.”

“A general. I fell in love with him. He died in the cataclysm.” Her breaths weren’t shaky, and her eyes weren’t full of tears. Enough time had passed now, it wasn’t something she dwelled on. “He was a very dear friend of mine.”

“Ah, I’m very sorry. I’m sure you were very dear to him, you’re so bright and beautiful.” He had a hard time comforting people, according to Navia (he’d taken that very personally).

“It’s okay, these things don’t haunt me anymore. I’ve moved on. I hope that lived up to your expectations. It was just my younger mind, all very real with her feelings.”

“Is there any more?” Neuvillette inquired, resting his chin on her shoulder as you flipped through the pages.

Flipping over the pages, scanning the words quickly, she found one she’d be okay sharing. “Beautiful, even when you’re wrong. You are like the static and crackle in lightning. Please, just give me time to leave. Your soul is old, but your thoughts are new. Your mind is bright, but your heart is blue.”

He listened to the way she wrote about this mysterious general, her heart was dedicated to this man. His mind wandered astray, wondering if maybe one day she could think of him like that. Alas, he was too shy to ask her something like that. He wasn’t as bold as he was when he was younger.

“Have you ever been in love with someone other than him?”

“Feelings are so complicated. They change, just like weather patterns. In our youth, things were different, but now… I’m too work oriented to care about romance anymore. I see it as just a distraction.”

Neuvillette understood that notion, and in a way almost felt similarly. It was hard to find time for your heart in a world like this, where they were both always so busy.

He fell quiet for a few moments. Perhaps the alcohol from dinner earlier had gotten to him, but there was so much he wanted to say now. “Could I ask something of you? It may be a bit invasive and awkward, so don’t be afraid to shut me up.”

With a nod of her head, she allowed him to continue. “Have you ever felt affectionate toward me?” His face was almost sad, nearly desperate. She knew her answer would break him, and it was awfully inconvenient she didn’t bring her umbrella.

“I know our feelings.. changed. You grew to prioritize your profession more.. And I respect that. But, I can’t help but wonder. Did you ever feel anything.. for me?”

“I… don’t know what I feel. Feelings are just so complicated to understand. I just don’t like dedication. I enjoy the feeling of freedom and independence, not being tied down by housewife work and kids running around!”

“I understand. I feel similarly. But, that’s not the key to a relationship, it’s the love you feel for one another.” He smiled, feeling her head against his shoulder.

“But the distractions become just that.. distracting. It’s hard to be close when there are things leading your attention astray.”

“It’s just additional effort, I suppose. But, it’s not for us all. That I can most certainly understand.”

Their hands were still intertwined, her peace sinking into him as well. She was quiet, breathing slowly against him. Letting him do all the talking was easier, especially on tired nights like these. “My thoughts are hard to understand, I’m sorry.”

She spoke after a long while, biting her lip almost uncomfortably. “I find it easier to not love then to love and lose it.” Her way of thinking was clearly damaged, but he’d wait. He’d done it this long, he would do it longer. Because, at the end of the day, when the moon went behind the lake, when the bugs lurked around the shoreline, the chief Justice was sure of one thing. Neuvillette was most definitely in love with his dear friend, (Y/N).

Sorry about the corny ass poetry I thought it would be nice to add. I’m embarrassed whjdsjdb

[quitealotofsodapop]

YELLOW1!!1 it's been a hot minute since I sent in an ask!

Since pokemon has really come to bite my butt, I wonder what kinda pokemon Mei and Macaque would have! (I'd guess Mei would have a gyrados for some reason, but it makes sense to me and that's good enough!)

the LMK storyboard director (Ashe Jacobson) actually made pokemon cards for the LMK gang based on her hcs of them! Although they were made during S1/2 and likely don't reflect current ideas or fanon (also too many legendaries for my taste). Also no Sandy card :(

Things I do love about each though:

He/They pronoun MK. MK having bunch of little monkey pokemon. Plus a Krabby for some reason. Also Age: Unknown foreshadowing... instead of the legendaries I could see him having a Ground type like a Gligar (cheeky bat pokemon based on a tyoe of Japanese yokai) or a Swinub (snow boar piglet).

Red Son out here with all the pronouns and a bunch of poor Bug/Steel types about to get melted XD. Honestly surprised that he doesn't have a Tauros. The Houndoom seems like an Erlang pokemon though, Red Son seems more of a Torchic kinda guy. I could also give him a legednary like Chi-Yu; a little piece of primordial fire based on the Chinese Great Peril of Hundun/Confusion.

Mei def deserves a Gyardos - no fault to Rayquaza but no legendaries allowed. Rapidash is perfect for her, but perhaps a shiny to fit her theme a little more + she def would be a Shiny hunter. Sceptile is a more subtle choice since it's a lizard pokemon with one of the highest base speed stats (450) and has sword-like leafy protrusions. I've seen ideas for her having a Blitzle (electric zebra pokemon) as well since it just seems like a Her pokemon to have.

I just love Tang having Shedinja (the cicada husk pokemon) partially because it falls into a little theory I have of him >:3 + Golden Cicada connection. Chimecho is also based on a type of shinto warding bell used to scare off spirits - a useful pokemon for a priest/superstitious nerd to have. The Hoothoot is adorable, he's just here cus of nerdiest. Spoink is based on a bible verse about casting wisdom to those who won't appriciate it (pearls before swine) so thats pretty Tang-coded. The Shuckle makes me think of Noodles and the infamous "don't fuckle with the Shuckle"-meme because of it's ability to become the most lethal attack pokemon under the right circumstances. Tang deserves another non-legendary tho so lets give him an artifact pokemon like a Golett or Baltoy for him to nerd about (and struggle to carry).

Pigsy has pigs. You know if Gen IX was out he'd have a LeChonk no question about it. The Munchlax is super adorable since is a hungry baby pokemon (reminds him of MK?), and the Clefable could be a hint at his amazing singing voice. Blipbug is a ladybird larva aka a "bookworm" pokemon - you know he got that one cus of Tang. The Ambipom is interesting tho - extra hands in the kitchen obvs, but maybe hinting at his incarnation's connection to SWK. I could def see him having "food"-type pokemon around too like Smoliv, Milcery, and/or Tatsugiri.

+Tang and Pigsy both have a pokemon that reminds them of eachother omg; Spoink and Blipbug. Perhaps the Spoink is (Pigsy's) Grumpig's baby?

Wukong using his flattering game art for his ID is very in-character of him XD. Most of his pokemon are really on the nose too - Infernape is legit based on him after all. I excuse the use of legendary pokemon (esp Landorus since it's a earth/cloud god pokemon) for him too since thats what he is. The most recent legendary pokemon is uber-Wukong coded tho - Pecharunt, based on the Peaches of Immortality combined with the japanese folktale of Momotaro + japanese death mythology. I could see Wukong also walking around with a bunch of horse (Mudsdale) and fruit pokemon (Boundsweet, Cherubi) as well. Maybe even having a team thats made of up pokemon that remind him of his old friends.

Macaque having a Zoroark and Zarude is super genius. Zoroark is a mimicry pokemon (based on kitsunes/huli-jings) and that checks out with what Macaque tried doing in the novel - also reminds me of my hc that Jiuweihuli took him under her wing. Zarude is a spooky legendary monkey pokemon obvs, but it's introduced in it's debut movie as "Dada" by the human it raised - sorta foreshadowing how the FFM baby monkeys really love Macaque. Gengar and Marshadow are great choices for his shadow powers ofc - with Marshow having a "lantern" kind vibe to it. Grimmsnarl I think was choosen based on it's Gigantamax form - it looks a lot like Macaque's Smoke Monster form. I could also see Macaque having a few Sneasels - little dark types based on a wind Yokai. I think that while he'd like sound/music-focused Pokemon, his ears are too sensitive to be around the moves - he'd start running the second he sees a Whimsur.

+Macaque and Wukong have Eevee-lutions that evolve based on high affection depending on time of day. Like the Sun and the Moon everybody. Oddly enough in the pokemon "I Choose You!" movie, Marshadow is considered a "guide" for those chosen by Ho-Oh (which Wukong has), early foreshadowing how Macaque becomes a legit mentor to MK.

Jin and Yin just have duo pokemon that work best together. These two def would buy both versions of a pokemon game so that they could play and trade together. The two NInetails is a cute reference to their mom - the OG Nine-Tailed Vixen. They need a Gourgeist for their Calabash tho.

This is the best i can do rn for poor Sandy; I used a mix of microsoft office word shapes, Imgflip, and the Pokecharms Trainer Id generator (I couldn't figure out how to change the trainer to a custom image).

I gave him Mantine and Lapras cus they're gentle "Ride" pokemon who like carrying people across water. Polteageist cus Tea and secrets. Smergle cus of art. Vivillion cus of the blue butterfly in "To Catch a Leaf" and the Dewpider cus Huntsman. Some more ideas include Dhelmise (the seaweed anchor pokemon), Misdreavus (cus of his necklace), and/or Machamp (wrestling theme in the Scroll of Memory). Lots of cat pokemon too - him and Nanu would get along. He's not a fighter at all - and neither are his pokemon. Don't underestimate them tho - they hit hard.

Additionally; Nezha has all snake pokemon + I can see him having a Charcadet. He's got a Phantump and a Dratini too but don't ask about them.

PIF has a swarm of Castform following her since they can't be blown away by her winds (she treats them like baby wind spirits). DBK has like fifty Tauros of different breeds' and a few Miltanks + a Scovillain who provides him with peppers.

Erlang has a Houndoom and nothing else... except maybe a Lotad who reminds him of his greatest regrets.

Chang'e owes a few bunny pokemon (Scorbunny, Buneary, Azumarill, Bunnelby etc) and an Alcremie, plus a bunch of stray Clefairy-line pokemon (moon origins) and Minior (meterorite/star candy pokemon). She also has a little Rowlet plush that she hugs tightly whenever she goes to sleep (Hou Yi's starter).

I feel like animal demons dont really "own" pokemon cus they see them as fellow demons/monster species. Wukong is an except since his are probably old friends/decended from pokemon he knew back on FFM.

this got a little away from me sorry - I love pokemon too <3

[deepflourishrosesstories]

Over the Treacherous Ocean

Male! Naga x Female! Reader

Warning(s): Medieval-ish setting, enemies to lovers, kidnapping, ocean setting, semi-harsh language(?), fluff

Word Count: 2.5k

Synopsis: Kidnapped by pirates for a ransom, you wonder if you could ever come to terms with the captain who drives you crazy from how beautiful he is.

A/N: Just like last time, this story is set in the same world as Swords Clashing, Weaving Through Complications, and my latest addition, A Crown & Masks! The reader will be the middle sister out of the three, who isn't mentioned much previously. This story is currently living in my brain rent-free because I love the thought of enemies to lovers, featuring a ruthless(?) and cocky naga who slowly shows his vulnerability as he starts falling in love and who doesn't.

As a heads-up, there will be lots of world-building, social issues, and history-related topics in the future, so I'm not quite sure if you will enjoy it. BUT, nonetheless, I will absolutely adore you if you do!

Part 2

The port market was bustling as usual, with the smell of all kinds of seafood caught in the neighbouring sea being filled in the air and the sharp tang of spices lingering here and there. Merchants were shouting their products, trying to best their competitors with the promise of better quality and cheaper prices.

You were with your mentor, a wise and knowledgeable healer from the Xaenait palace—Tokimune—whose nine fox tails trailed graciously behind him. He could sometimes be quite above the clouds, where his responses to certain questions were sometimes so bizarre that it took you a while to understand their meaning—it took a long time for you to come to a conclusion that he was not naive, but in fact was just simply a kind and easy-going soul that never really cared about anything outside of medicine. As if to prove it, he didn't bother to change his fox form into a human, showing all of his soft-furred ears and muzzle proudly.

“May I have those astragalus root and honeysuckle flowers?” Tokimune brought two pouches out of his sleeve and handed them to the seller. “Also, do you by any chance have peppermint and cumin in stock?”

Despite having all of those herbs in the palace storage, your mentor always loved to bring souvenirs from these markets, never failing to make you chuckle in amusement.

“Unfortunately, we’re out of peppermint and cumin,” the seller said, scratching his head sheepishly. Nevertheless, he swiftly and effortlessly packaged the astragalus root and honeysuckle flower in the pouch that was displayed, checking for the right amount that the kitsune wanted to have.

“Ah, no worries,” he replied, his eyes thinning from smiling like a fox. “I assume that the trade route between Slainem and Arathia will solve this shortage.”

The seller nodded, excitement twinkling in his eyes. “I can’t wait for it to be done. If you come by in the future, I’ll make sure to have that peppermint and cumin for you.”

Tokimune chuckled. “That will be delightful.”

Once it was done, you accepted the pouch from the seller's hand, and the kitsune gestured for you to walk with him, away from the herb seller.

“Do you know when the trade route is going to finish?” Tokimune asked with his archaic smile still in place.

“I’m not quite sure,” you said, thinking back to your oldest sister, Lan, rubbing her temple tiredly as she attended meetings and read through the paperwork for the project. “But my sister is working endlessly. Especially during the night.”

“Ah, I will send her some lemon balm tea to encourage her sleep,” he said with a chuckle. Your older sister was infamous for her tendency to stay up late to finish her work. "Perhaps Ryugen would be fit for the job."

“You will also have to tell him to watch her until she drinks it all,” you joked, to which the kitsune laughed heartily, showing all of his sharp teeth.

Alongside you and your mentor, disguised officials surveyed the market to check for any illegal imports that frequented the trade from pirates that entered the port. Many of them reported back to you, assuring that most of them were fine and that they were taking care of the ones that weren’t.

Just as you were about to thank them, a loud bang! sent a shock through your ears and the next thing you knew, one of the buildings blew up—you noticed that it was one of the lower-rank brothels. The market immediately tumbled into chaos, with screams and hurried footsteps rumbling to the ground.

“Your Highness!” 

Two officials came to your side and swiftly escorted you through the haze of dust and avoiding the tightly packed people by navigating through the less crowded places. Tokimune placed a helping hand on your back, gently ushering you forward, which you were grateful for—despite all the training you had with your sisters, your fear got the best of you in these situations for a lot of the time.

“We are almost there to our carriage!” the senior official shouted over the noise, guiding you and the others by braving the front.

As the carriage came into view, you sighed in relief and got onto it quickly, followed by Tokimune, and you immediately relaxed in the seat as the horses started to gallop, gradually picking up speed. However, the carriage came to a screeching halt and the door suddenly opened, and the next thing you knew, hands were shooting out to grab you. One of them caught your arm and roughly pulled you out of the carriage.

Finding your footing on the ground, you unsheathed your knife and tried to attack the offender, yet it immediately got knocked off of your shaking hand and the next thing you knew, your hands were tied and you were thrown onto their shoulder. With your levitated line of sight, you felt the blood rush out of your face once you saw that all of your guards, officials, and Tokimune were knocked out on the ground.

Trying to wriggle out of their grasp, you demanded with a snarl, “Let me down!”

“No can’t do, your highness” a voice said in front of you.

Looking up, a dark-skinned human man smiled—albeit slightly apologetically—at you. There was another, taller and buffer man that scowled at the easy-going nature of the other; with light green skin and small tusks protruding out of his thin-lipped mouth, you realised that he was a half-orc.

The half-orc grumbled something under his breath before he brought out a cloth and pressed it against your nose and mouth, filling you with a sickly sweet smell through your senses that gradually dwindled your anger into drowsiness as your vision enveloped into a black veil.

———

Once you woke up, you immediately felt the unstable ground, rocking back and forth in a steady rhythm that occasionally made you slide across the wooden floor where you were lying. Voices and grunts filled your ears, alongside the recognisable crashes of waves of the ocean. You were aboard a ship, and god knows how far you were away from the port.

Gasping in shock, you sat up with a jolt, only to feel the tightness of the rope digging into your wrist and ankle painfully.

“Finally awake, princess?”

A shadow towered over you against the setting sun. Taking your eyes off of the wooden deck, the first thing you saw was a glimmer of bright pale blue scales that seemed to trail endlessly into a snake tail. Slowly, you looked up to see the scales morph into a tanned human skin, bare and muscular, with intricate tattoos circling around his biceps. Finally, your gaze landed on his face—he was so beautiful that it made you dizzy and light-headed. His long silver hair was tied up in a messy bun above his head, with some strands falling gracefully down his cheekbones to his glimmering collarbones. His eyes shined a beautiful golden colour around the centre, turning a gradient to a turquoise colour around the rim, and his thin, vertical black pupil pierced you to your spot.

“What do you want from me?” you asked through gritted teeth, desperately trying to ignore your heart that was powerfully beating against your ribcage. 

“I expect a ransom out of you,” the naga said, a furrow covering his brow as you asked the question, twitching ever so slightly in irritation.

“How did you know I’ll be at the ports today?”

“Luck seems to be on our side today, princess.”

Blood rushed up to your head, and you couldn’t tell whether it was anger or his deep voice that reverberated inside you sultrily.

“Do not call me that.”

“I make the rules here, princess,” he said as an arrogant smile nestled widely on his face. “Captain Tamva, at your service.”

The tip of his snake tail swished to the side as Tamva placed his hand on his chest and leaned forward into a mocking bow.

“How bright of you to let me remember your name,” you said, sarcasm dripping venomously. Scanning the ship nervously, you tried to see if you could see any land across the ocean, only to find nothing but endless water.

The naga narrowed his eyes as his forked tongue slipped out from between his lips, revealing his sharp fang. “I’m not worried about my crew getting caught. Xaenait never had any control over the waters to begin with.”

You winced. That was a sore spot for you, especially when you had just been at the port market alongside officials to check the illegal imports brought into the dynasty from pirates like him.

“I will personally find you,” you spat. “And make sure you will be chained and thrown in a cell to rot.”

Something in his eyes darkened, and ever so slowly, he started to slither towards. Just as he was right in front of you, he lowered his face to you, harshly grabbing your jaw in a painful grip as he forced your eyes on him.

“You threaten all those things, yet I heard that you couldn’t even start a fight when we captured you at the port,” Tamva said, an ugly curl in his lips and eyes that looked at you with such disgust in his eyes, your breath hitched into a stop. “Pathetic.”

Eyes wide from fear, you felt a shiver run down through you when his forked tongue ever so lightly grazed your lips, all the while fuming at his insults.

Satisfied to see your eyes flaring in anger, he lets go of you with a rough push, turning his back on you.

“Bring her down the cell, boys!”

“Yessir!” the crew all shouted in response.

The human and the half-orc from before took your arms and lifted you up, dragging you into the dark cell.

——— 

The cell was dark, damp, and cold. Although your ropes were untied and you weren’t chained, the iron bars didn’t forgive any possible escape. All of your belongings were stripped away from you, including the pouch of herbs you bought at the market with Tokimune, and angry tears prickled your eyes at how helpless you felt.

Night apparently has fallen, as a gnoll brought a plate of stale, hard bread and cheese to eat for dinner. He slid it under the cell and seeing your apprehensiveness of accepting the food, the gnoll let out a high-pitched laugh, assuring you that it was bought from the market today. Still tentative, you took a bite, and devoured it down as your stomach rumbled with hunger; the gnoll was there the whole time, keeping watch. Once you were done, you begrudgingly thanked him and slid the plate back at him and he accepted your gratitude with a chuckle.

Before he left, he told you, “I was surprised, you know, when you pulled out that knife when I grabbed you out of the carriage. Wasn’t expecting it.”

With a start, you realised he was the one who carried you to this ship and you narrowed your eyes at him, to which he responded with another howling laugh that lasted even after he closed the door behind him.

Another hour or so passed when the door opened. Your head perked up at the sound and you watched with a racing heart as blue scales emerged from the entrance, glimmering against the lamp.

“You,” you sneered, nose scrunching from distaste.

“Yes, princess. It’s me.”

Tamvan gave a little scoff as he slithered inside, curling his long tail, at least thrice your height, in a circle around him before closing the door. Unlike earlier, he wore a navy-coloured coat on his broad figure, the silver embroidery blending in well with his hair. The urge to stab his tail and ruin his beautiful scales was so great, that your fingers tightly gripped the cell bar until your knuckle turned white—alas, your knife was somewhere in the port when that gnoll slapped it away from you.

“What do you want?”

“I’m here to keep an eye on you.”

You were surprised at that, and equally vexed by the thought that he would be here the entire night as you slept.

“Don’t worry, princess.” 

From the pouch hanging lowly on his hip belt, he brought out a neatly folded paper, and with a start, you noticed the Xaenait emblem—a wax sealed with the shape of a magnolia flower.

“Your father promised to pay an extra three hundred gold coins if ‘the princess is unscathed and unharmed’,” he read from the paper, a taunting smile plastered on his thin, pale lips.  “How generous of his highness.”

He rolled his eyes at the fierce glare you sent his way. Nonetheless, he showed you the paper, and relief washed over you at seeing your father’s handwriting and the vermillion, square stamp at the end of the paragraph.

“The deal’s settled. You’ll be released back to your little palace in three nights.”

An unconconscious sigh left you, your fingers on the bars loosening as well.

Tamva chuckled obnoxiously. “How delightful to see you’re finally in a good mood.”

Your body tensed at his unneeded comment. “How would you feel if you were kidnapped and thrown in a cell?”

“Be thankful that you’re not in chains, and that none of my crews are laying a hand on you,” he hissed. “Most pirates aren’t as generous as us.”

“Thank you so much for your hospitality, then,” you said, rolling your eyes. “Could you also be ever so kind and give me a tour under the starry night?”

His powerful tail hit your cell bars, narrowly missing your hands as the impact rattled the iron. You yelped as a great wave of fear hit you, the sound of his tail striking the bars ringing in your ears unpleasantly.

“I will say it once and I won’t repeat it again,” he said through gritted teeth, “you may be a princess in Xaenait, but as long as you’re on my ship, you’ll learn to know your place.”

Recovering from the shock, you leaned closer to the bars and retorted back at him in a low voice, trying to keep your voice from shaking, “Well, let’s see what happens to that extra three hundred gold coins then.”

Tamva let out another great hiss, his forked tongue tasting your fear in the air, yet didn’t say anything back at you, knowing that he was greatly risking your father’s offer. He heaved a sigh and sat on a stool, arms crossed as he watched you with a cold gaze.

Ignoring his stare, you turned away and hesitantly settled on the wooden floor, shutting your eyes in hopes of finding sleep. All the while, Tamva watched you unwaveringly, laughing to himself incredulously at how quickly you fell asleep despite being held hostage. You smelled of herbs that left a tang, bitter smell on his nose, while his tongue captured the sweetness of your scent that lingered in the air like a vice.

All those glares and scowls you gave him were quite amusing to him, but also ever the more irritating and confusing to see how much you fought back futilely despite your helplessness and fear. But now, seeing the gentle rise and fall of your body from snoring softly in your sleep, his eyes unconsciously softened, and his heartbeat quickened its pace ever so slightly.

A breath of cold air entered through the gaps in the door, which made a shiver ripple through him despite the coat he wore. He cursed himself for not bringing a thicker coat, not realising how cold the cell was for his cold-blooded body. Glancing at your sleeping form, he felt the heat radiating off of you pleasantly, making him wonder if you would screech at him in rage if he were to curl his tail around your body.

Shaking his head to clear those thoughts away, he hugged his coat tighter and leaned closer to the lamp instead, trying to alleviate the cold and perhaps to ignore the slight longing he felt to feel the warmth from you.

Part 2

Check out my other stories set in the same world! (It might help with understanding some of the overlaps mentioned in this story)

Swords Clashing (Orc x F! Reader)

Weaving Through Complications (Tiefling x F! Reader)

A Crown & Masks (Oni x F! Reader)

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“A long long time ago,

Inazuma was the land of Youkai. Seldom would any human beings be seen there. Those who would either leave or remain as the exception until their respective and timely demises.

However, as the ages went by and the times changed, so too did the nature of the inhabitants of this land. Slowly but surely, human beings began to populate the lands of Inazuma, paving way for the era that we live in now, where they live alongside the Youkai as but another species subject to the Electro Archon. Of course not all was easy, and there many many Youkai that opposed this change but humanity liv…-”

…

“Hey”

You poked the cheek of your fellow disciple under Kitsune Saiguu, grabbing her attention.

“Hey Miko”

“Hm? What is it?” She asked you, sounding almost bored. Well, extremely bored.

“Kitsune Saiguu might quiz us on this.”

“And?”

“And you should listen to her”

“What is she going to do if I don’t? Tell the Shogun?”

You frowned “She might. You could get in trouble.”

“I don’t really care if I do,” Miko shrugged “It’s not like it’s going to make me any less of the Shogun’s familiar. Besides…what does it matter to you anyway? If I get in trouble I mean. It hardly concerns you”

You kept quiet. It didn’t. Or at least it shouldn’t have.

You fell into a deep silence as the lecture drawled on and eventually, you went back to paying attention to it instead of Miko. You supposed that regardless of whether it did matter or not that Miko got in trouble but you for one didn’t want to disappoint the Head Priestess. You were lucky she didn’t already hear you talking, and it’d be best if you didn’t push that luck too much.

——————————————

The afternoon light fell on Narukami shrine, tunnelling through the various clouds lazily shifting in the sky.

You felt weird shirking your duties to cloud gaze like this but for some reason you had no motivation to work. You were…too preoccupied with your thoughts you supposed. Closing your eyes, you attempted to relax, letting your maddening worries be carried away in the wind. It almost felt peaceful.

“Hey.” You felt someone poke your forehead.

You crack open your eyes, annoyed at the impromptu intrusion. It was Miko. “Are you awake?” She asked.

You sat up and looked at her “No I’m obviously fast asleep, why?” You deadpanned

Miko rolled her eyes “It was just a question. Look, if you’re upset about how I talked to you before, rejoice because I came here to apologise”

“Really?” You raise your brow

“No. I’m kidding.” She went and sat down beside you, “I was just wondering what kind of idiot lies down to daydream during the middle of work. Was the lecture really so boring that you can’t keep your eyes open now?”

“No. The lecture was actually kind of interesting”

Miko shot you a look. “Seriously. What are you what those mortal’s like to call a nerd-”

You elbow her lightly as she laughs “I was just wondering about it okay? I thought it was pretty interesting to think about I guess…”

“Why? Humans are everywhere. If you wanted to find out more about them you could’ve just went down to their villages and asked. Or stopped one on their trip to the shrine”

You stay quiet for a bit. “They didn’t used to be this common though. It made me wonder a bit if there would ever come a day where humans would just run Inazuma instead of Youkai, because of how many of them there’d be. And it also made me wonder if, that day ever were to come, where the Youkai of Inazuma would go. If there would be any of us left, if only barely”

Moment of silence passes between you two. Then another. Then one more.

Then Miko bursts out laughing and your face flushes red in response.

“Are you- are you serious?” She manages to say in between her laughter. “They’re mortals. An Oni could wipe out half a village of them if it wanted to, I think the Youkai are going to be fine”

“It was just a thought” you look away, red in the face, “I was being serious…”

“Oh dear me” Miko clears her throat and tries to calm herself, “Okay, okay. I’ll try to humour you then. If there ever does come a time where none of us Youkai exist anymore-”

“If most of us Youkai didn’t exist anymore” you correct her.

“Right. If most of us didn’t exist anymore. Then…well firstly I’d imagine Inazuma would look a lot different” She says as she gazes out into the horizon, seemingly trying to imagine this hypothetical place “It would be filled with human villages. Dozens of them. There would probably be a capital too, filled to the brim with humans. Kind of like Liyue right? The Electro Archon would still be around I’d imagine but most of her soldiers and servants would be humans instead of Youkai. There would many human festivals and I guess they might even celebrate some of our festivals as well” She went off listing things as her gaze focused on this imaginary city in the horizons. You were listening in whole heartedly, enthralled with her little vision of the “future”. With the way her voice sounded when she said it. With the way her face looked under the golden hues of the afternoon sun.

“That sounds like the stuff of books. You’d be good at writing them. Stories I mean”

Miko looked over at you. “You really think so? Well I can’t say I’ve thought about that before but I suppose I could. Maybe when I’m a bit older though, I could share tales at the next Hyakkiyakou to practice”

You smile but it’s quickly overshadowed by your overwhelming thoughts from before. “What do you think of an Inazuma like that? One that, you know, belongs to humans”

Miko seems to think about it for a while. “I’m not sure if I’d entirely mind it”

“But none of our friends would be here anymore”

“I know, and I’m sure I’d be sad for a while but…eventually I would move on, like anyone does from grief. When that happens, no matter how long it takes, I would love to explore the various corners of this new Inazuma and check it out for myself. I think It’d be nice”

You shift your gaze towards the horizon, trying to imagine the Inazuma she so easily saw. “You know…I might not even be here either”

…

A silence falls upon both of you with Miko looking at you with an unreadable expression.

“Fine.” She sighs, getting up. She grabs your hand and begins pulling you somewhere.

“W-where are we going?” You ask her, confused and caught off guard. You however are not given the pleasure of an answer until you stop at the fortune slip shrine.

“Take one.” She says simply, pulling out a fortune slip of her own.

“Why?”

“Just do it.”

You sigh as you pull out a fortune slip. Before you could open it and see what It says however, it’s swiftly plucked out of your hands by none other than Miko. “Hey! What was that for?” You grumble only for her to hand you her fortune instead.

“Tell you what? Since you were so worried about what fate had in store for the Youkai of Inazuma- and by extension me and yourself- You take my fortune slip and I’ll take yours.”

You look at her, even more confused then before. “How is that supposed to help or even comfort me?”

Miko sighs, “Let me explain. If, in a hundred years or so from now, one of us does actually end up dying, your fate would still live on in my hands, and my fate would still live on in yours. Even if it’s carried away like dust in the wind, a piece of us would still live on in the other.” She finishes, looking over at you to judge your expression. “So? What do you think? Happy now?”

You stare at Miko for a bit, then you burst out laughing. Miko turns red, “Well, if you’re going to make fun of my idea like that then you could just give me back my slip” she says trying to grab the fortune slip from your hands only for you to move it out of reach.

“No no. It’s not that, it’s just…uncharacteristically sweet of you” You smile at her, “I like this part of you. Thank you. I do feel better now”

Miko pauses for a second looking at you. Long enough for you worry if you said anything wrong. Before you could ask though, Miko breaks you out of your thoughts once again,

‘Your welcome” Miko smiles in return, attempting to look nonchalant despite the happiness from your compliment radiating off her. “Now…didn’t you have work to do? I mean, I don’t care if I get in trouble but you…? That could spell bad things for you”

Your eyes widen in panic “Right! Shoot I totally forgot” You turn around and run to go complete your chores around the shrine, stopping only to wave goodbye to Miko.

“I’ll catch you later!” You call out to her

Miko chuckles to herself, waving at you “Sure. Catch you later”

——————————————

That was a tale from a long long time ago. So long ago, in fact, that you didn’t need to use the phrase “a long long time ago” to preface tales about the Youkai.

It was a curious thing for Miko to have been pondering anything so deeply under the light of the afternoon sun, but she found herself consumed by grief. So many things had happened all too soon, and time had not given her the opportunity to digest it all.

Thoughts of it all circled back to you, that day, and the fortune slip in her hands.

She mindlessly moved to open it. It was so old now that she could barely make out the words.

Great Fortune…

———————————

“The moon hangs in the night sky as beautiful and serene as the object of your affections. To whoever draws this slip, you have great fortune ahead of you.

Love will blossom in the most unexpected of places filling your heart with excitement you had not felt before, giving you the motivation to strive forward and achieve that which you want to achieve.

If you wished to get ahead in the romance department— now is your chance.

Your lucky object for the day: Sakura Bloom

Love is as beautiful and fleeting as the petals of the Sakura blossom

As such, it is important seize the moment and enjoy it while it lasts”

———————————

Miko could only stare at the slip in silence. She wanted to scream, she wanted to cry, she wanted to throw the slip off the mountain side, but she didn’t.

Was this another one of the universe’s cruel jokes? To give her this slip, a snippet of time from the day you had met. To give her hope that perhaps, you had returned her affections even after you had permanently left this world. She could only scoff, dropping the slip and crushing the old wood carving underneath her feet.

How annoying…she really should stop believing in these things.