#tale of the nine tailed x (y/n)

[frost-queen]

Gumiho's girl (Vampire!reader x Lee Yeon)

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Summary: Only Lee Yeon knows the true identity of his girlfriend. That she has a craving for blood. One day when you are out, you feel the hunger. Knocking you down as Lee Yeon's swoops you off your feet. Bringing you back to his apartment, allowing you to feed on him so you could regain your strenght. Afterwards he finally asks to see you in your full glory as he had never seen it before.

Eyes fluttered open. Gaze resting on him. Smiling giddy back at him, you moved your hand from underneath the covers. Bringing it up to him. Fingers hovering above him, deciding whether or not you should. Smiling once more, you let your intrusive thoughts win.

Starting to twirl his hair around your fingers. Playing with his hair. Staring deeply at his sleeping face. A peaceful expression. Till his brows slightly furrowed. – “Y/n.” – he mumbled out. – “You are being annoying.” – he added, keeping his eyes closed.

“Aishh.” – you called out bothered. Rolling over to the other side to block him out. Feeling the weight on the matrass shift, an arm came forcing a way underneath you. The other arm joining very soon as they wrapped around you. With a yelp, you got pulled back. Back bumping against his chest. Arms locked tight around you. His head resting against your shoulder. – “Now, you are being annoying.” – you called back with a glance over your shoulder.

Giving him a little shove to back off. To give him a piece of his own medicine. He grunted loud, letting his forehead rest against your shoulder. – “Does my affection bother you?” – he let out with a mocking undertone. You look back over your shoulder in his direction. – “Does mine?” – you responded with the same attitude. Your eyes widened feeling the softness of his lips against your shoulder. Then in a matter of seconds you got rolled over. Laying with your back onto the matrass. Him on top of you.

Hovering over you, holding your hands down with his. – “Lee Yeon!” – you called out annoyed that he was pinning you down. He chuckled out a breath. A mischievous twinkle in his eyes and smirk. You tried to squirm, move from underneath his grip. Lee Yeon only laughed. His eyes flashed with a bright orange. Bringing his head closer to yours. – “You haven’t fed yet Jagiya.” – he whispered to you. – “So your strength is no match to mine.”

You grunted annoyed at how right he was. You hadn’t fed since last night on blood. Meaning Lee Yeon was always stronger than you. You always felt stronger once you had fed. Strong enough to even overpower his strength.

Now you laid helpless underneath him. Annoyed you turned your head away from him. Lee Yeon smiled seizing his opportunities. Bringing his head down to kiss your neck. Making sure his lips were known on your skin. Letting your eyes roll back in pleasure, you melted under his touch.

“Shouldn’t you get up.” – you told him, turning your head back to him. He curled up a smirk. – “Excuses, Y/n excuses.” – he let out with cockiness. – “Aishh.” – you said, fed up with his cockiness. He could only smile, living off the pleasure of teasing you. – “Jagiya.” – you said sweetly, fluttering with your eyelashes.  

He hummed pleased, tilting his head a bit. You curled up a smile, moving your leg underneath the covers. You pointed at your forehead, wanting a kiss there. Lee Yeon rolled with his eyes before happily kissing you there.

You pointed then to your cheek, turning your cheek more to him. He sighed soft, but willingly did so. Your leg hooked around his, pointing teasingly at your lips. To that he couldn’t say no. He lowered himself, chest coming to press against yours. Before his lips could kiss yours, you pulled your unhooked leg around his away.

Overmastering him so that he was laying down now. You sitting on top of him. Lee Yeon exhaled loud, laying with his arms open in defeat. – “All that without a drop of blood.” – you rubbed in his face. Moving some hair aside of yours to kiss his nose.

You rolled out of bed, wearing his shirt from last night. Some buttons open or buttoned up wrong. Lee Yeon moved his arm underneath his head, watching you. You bend down to pick up his trousers. Throwing it at him to make him stop staring.

He caught the trousers before they could fully hit him in the head. Glaring annoyed at you. Even more so when you started laughing. Both of you got dressed and get ready to go about your day. Lee Yeon met up with you in the kitchen.

Wrapping his arms around you from behind. – “Shall I pick you up later?” – he suggested. Hearing you hum loud in response. – “Don’t forget to feed.” – he said, breath tickling your shoulder. Leaving a tender kiss there afterwards.

“Now go.” – you ushered him with an elbow poke in his chest. His grip around your waist tightened. Enjoying the moment for as long as he could. He then lowered his arms with a heavy sigh. His hand still on yours. Pulling it up, he kissed the back of your hand.

He then stepped up to you. You threw your arms around him, pulling him close for a kiss. His lips tender on yours. Tracing your familiar lips with his. – “See you later.” – you told him, waving him goodbye.

With Lee Yeon’s departure, you continued to prepare yourself. Opening the fridge, taking out a blood bag. Poking a hole in it with a chopstick. Sticking a straw in it afterwards. Tasting the blood in your mouth was enough for your eyes to turn a bright red.

Sucking the blood from the straw to maintain your strength. Eyes falling on the clock, you hummed in shock. Taking the straw out as you were going to be late. With still half a bag of blood left, you left it in the sink. Not thinking much further off it. For you could function on half a bag of blood, right… right!?

Lee Yeon was already waiting outside for you when you walked out of the building. With his arms crossed, he had a rather sour expression on his face. It was only when he noticed you, his sour expression faded. – “Y/n!” – he called out, waving his hand up to you. Calling you over. Several heads turned as it made you smile embarrassed back at them.

Approaching him as you pulled his arm down. – “Tone it down, tail.” – you told him. Lee Yeon looked shocked back at you. – “Tail?” – he repeated at your sudden nickname for him. It made you roll your eyes at him, giving him a shove. Lee Yeon rubbed his chest before coming to run after you. Grabbing you firm by your hand to keep you close.

With a foolish smile on his lips, he let your entangled hand swing between the two of you. Suddenly you got pulled on. Stumbling over your feet. Bumping against his chest. – “You haven’t greeted me yet.” – he spoke with some seriousness in his eyes.

You looked up to him with a sweet smile. – “How would you like to be greeted?” – you asked him. Lee Yeon let his finger rub over his lip, looking thoughtfully away. You knew enough, kissing him. Cupping your cheeks, he deepened the kiss. Not caring that he was on the streets. Breaking off the kiss, he took your hand once more.

Walking down the street. After a while Lee Yeon noticed you were slowing down. Not walking in the same step as him anymore. Tagging somewhere behind him. If it wasn’t for him still holding your hand, he thought you might just stand still. – “Y/n?” – he said concerned, turning back to come and stand by your side.

 Tilting his head a bit to observe you. – “You are looking pale, Y/n.” – he spoke. You shot him a glare that it was not the time to be sarcastic. – “When was the last time you drank?” – he questioned. Seeing how you were swaying on the spot.

Unsure what to do with yourself. Feeling out of your element. He came moving in front of you, wrapping his arms around you. Shielding you from everyone else. For he was the only one to know your secret. Your arms wrapped around him for support. Panting loud as your grip tightened around him.

Hearing the beating of his heart clear in your ear. Hearing everyone’s heartbeat loud. A growling feeling hollowing your stomach out. You were hungry. Perhaps half a bag of blood wasn’t enough to get through the day. Feeling yourself sweat with side-effects of the hunger, your fingers pressed deep into his back.

Brows furrowed with distress as you weren’t sure how much longer you could withhold yourself. Unsure how much longer you could keep the hunger at bay. Till it became too overwhelming. Legs giving away from underneath you, you felt the loss of control.

Lee Yeon reacted fast, catching you before you could hit the ground. He picked you up as you laid weakly in his arms. Rushing back to his apartment. Entering his home, he carried you back to his bedroom. Not before he noticed the half bag of blood still in the sink. Making him shake his head with a loud sigh.

Pushing the door open, he came laying you down on his bed. Coming to sit on the bed with you. Waiting for you to come back to your senses. Wait for you to feed on him. Anxiously he waited by your side. Staring at the wall till you regained consciousness.

Hearing you groan softly, made him turn more towards you. – “Y/n!” – he called out with concern. Helping you sit up straight carefully. – “You forgot to drink enough.” – he scolded at you. – “I know, I know.” – you panted out. Still as pale as ever. Hand on your stomach as the hunger was still present.

Lee Yeon took off his jacket and undid him of his shirt. Tossing it somewhere behind him. – “Go on.” – he breathed out, patting his shoulder. You batted your gaze down, ashamed of yourself that you had let it come this far. Lee Yeon noticed the hesitation within you. Taking your hands and throwing them over his shoulders. Tilting your chin up with his thumb.

“Don’t worry, I can handle it.” – he told you with a chuckle. Easing the situation a bit more. You hummed nervously. Wrapping your arms better over his shoulders. Touching his bare skin. Bringing your head closer to his. Hearing his blood pump through his veins.

Groaning soft, you let your forehead fall against his shoulder. Lee Yeon wrapped his arms around you with comfort. – “I’ll be alright.” – he whispered, bringing his hand up to the back of your head. Letting his hand brush into your hair. Taking a deep breath, you felt the hunger loud and screamingly inside of you.

Eyes turning red as your fangs appeared. Pricking them down onto his flesh. You felt him tense. Flinch at the sudden puncture through flesh. Grabbing the back of his neck tighter, you started sucking his blood in the nook of his neck. Feeding off him. Grip tightening on him as you felt yourself suck harder at him.

More desperate as you needed to remind yourself to go easy on him. Not wanting him to suffer too much. With each taste of blood, you felt your strength return. Till you were satisfied enough to let go. Shamefully you stared down at the puncture holes as your eyes settled to their normal colour.

Sniffing loud, you wiped your finger over them. – “Y/n.” – Lee Yeon said pulling your attention away. You leaned back to get a better look at him. Avoiding eye contact as you felt too embarrassed that you had to feed off him.

He softened his gaze on you, brushing his thumb against your cheeks. – “It’s alright.” – he reassured you. – “Thank you.” – you whispered out. Lee Yeon brought you closer to him. Kissing you to let you know it was alright. That you shouldn’t feel ashamed. You kissed him back with some hesitation, still overthinking your act.

When the kiss broke off, Lee Yeon pulled you close to his chest. Wrapping his arms around you. Chin resting on top of your head. Hand brushing up and down your back. Lee Yeon moved in the embrace, making you lift your head up to him. He was staring down at you with curiosity.

“May I see it?” – he asked. Never had he seen you in your full glory. Wanting to see you for who you really were. A vampire. You wobbled a bit nervously on the matrass, coming to sit on your knees. His hand brushed up your cheek with a cherishing gesture.

“Please…” – he breathed out, beggingly. Taking a deep breath, you felt it was only right. Lee Yeon had shown his true self to you before. So why shouldn’t you. He already knew what you were. It wouldn’t make him love you less… you hoped.

Batting your gaze down, you swallowed nervously. Flashing your gaze upwards to him. His eyes briefly widened at the sight of your red eyes. – “You are so beautiful.” – he said making you smile. Smile as he was able to see your fangs. Making him curl up a smile for himself. He came leaning forwards, forcing you to lean back.

Laying down on the matrass as he came hovering over you. Taking your leg and hooking it at his hip. – “I love you Y/n.” – he whispered before his lips fell on yours. His hand gliding up your leg to your hip. Panting loud in your mouth with each kiss that took his breath away. Loving his vampire girlfriend with all his might.

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[hime98]

LEE DONG WOOK x Y/N FANFIC

Sooooo, my obsession with LDW ignited recently and I dreamt of this story kekeke To post all chapters soon because it's finished lol

P.S - i did this for me but imma public it just because

Prolouge

Kwon Y/N had never been the type to take risks. A quiet office job, a tiny apartment, and weekends spent with takeout and TV dramas—that was her routine. It wasn’t exciting, but it was safe.

Until one day, she realized just how much burden she's been holding.

So, she and her bestfriends booked a flight to South Korea to unwind— a place they’d always dreamed of but never had the courage to visit. It was meant to be a grand adventure, but unexpected things happened and now she's flying alone.

She proceed with their booked Airbnb online, a charming flat owned by someone named “Lee”

What she didn’t expect was for that “Lee” to be THE Lee Dong Wook—the actor whose face had graced her TV screen more times than she could count. He wasn’t just famous; he was effortlessly charming, annoyingly handsome, and unexpectedly kind. But most of all, he was real.

As their paths entwined in the bustling heart of Seoul, Y/N couldn’t help but wonder: could someone like her ever belong in his glittering world?

She came to Seoul to escape her loneliness. What she didn’t know was that fate had other plans. Plans that could either heal her heart or shatter it completely.

LONELY ESCAPE IN SEOUL

Chapter 1 - A Lonely Soul in a Foreign Land

Chapter 2 - The First Encounter

Chapter 3 - A Quiet Morning

Chapter 4 - A Night by the Han River

Chapter 5 - On Set Shenanigans

Chapter 6 - Quiet Days and Growing Tension

Chapter 7 - Heart to Heart

Chapter 8 - Escape in Jeju

Chapter 9 - Slipping Away

Chapter 10 - Silence and Darkness

Chapter 11 - Under the Moonlight

Chapter 12 - The Morning After

Chapter 13 - Chaotic Phone Calls

Chapter 14 - His Real World

Chapter 15 - The Weight of Distance

Chapter 16 - Protect Her

Chapter 17 - Getting Worst

Chapter 18 - Thousand Regrets

Chapter 19 - Depths of Despair

Chapter 20 - It's Done

Chapter 21 - Surprise

Chapter 22 - Deja Vu and Roommate

Chapter 23 - Welcome Home

Chapter 24 - Surprise at the Door

Chapter 25 - Flashes of the Past

Chapter 26 - Gone Again

Chapter X - Y/N's Backstory

Chapter 27 - Not Losing You Again

Chapter 28 - Is It Fate?

Chapter 29 - I Miss You

Chapter 30 - Welcome Back

Chapter 31 - Silent Prayers

Chapter 32 - Apologies In Advance

Chapter 33 - The Real Beginning

Bonus Chapter - Jeju Wedding

[chrissssssmut]

hey idol, it's me again the one I requested yeji yooyeon chaehyun yuna minju haneul yeseo request

but I want another one but it's yeji only

a monster/yandere where she can transform into a fox

inspired by tale of gumiho kdrama

WE WERE NEVER DONE

Gumiho!Yeji x Exorcist!Male Reader

AN: Hope you like this one!🫶🏻

You hadn’t heard her name in years.

Not since that night deep in the mountains, when you stood in a clearing surrounded by sacred markers, your hands shaking, the sealing dagger heavy in your grip. You were supposed to trap her. Bind her to the spirit realm forever. But you hesitated.

And she smiled.

That was the first time Yeji kissed you.

You fled that night—left everything behind. Changed your name. Burned your old talismans. Swore off exorcisms for good. You told yourself it was over.

But tonight, standing in your apartment under the cold flicker of the kitchen light, she’s here again.

Leaning against the counter like she belongs.

Her voice cuts through the silence like a blade dipped in honey.

“Miss me?”

Your stomach twists. You blink, hoping she’s some illusion. But she’s real. Tall, poised, and dressed in a black hanbok robe that clings to her like mist. Her long dark hair falls past her waist, and her eyes—glowing gold, inhuman—watch you with lazy delight.

“You’re not real,” you whisper.

She smirks. “I could pinch you to prove it.” Her voice drops to a sultry purr. “Or kiss you. Like last time.”

You force yourself to move. Stand. Put the couch between you and her.

“Get out.”

Yeji tilts her head. “Rude. After all this time, I thought you’d be more... receptive.”

Her eyes flicker downward, scanning you. She takes a step closer, bare feet silent against your wooden floor.

“You never even said goodbye.”

“You were a job,” you snap. “A contract. That’s all.”

Her smile twitches—wider, but not friendly.

“That’s what you tell yourself?” she murmurs. “That I was just another spirit to seal?” Her fingers brush the edge of your old bookshelf, trailing across dusty spines. “You hesitated. You kissed me first, Y/N.”

Your jaw tightens. “You tricked me. You fed on me.”

“I loved you,” she says, matter-of-fact. “Still do.”

You light a talisman under your breath, the old incantation burning your throat with rust and regret. You press it to the wall.

It crumbles to ash.

Yeji watches, amused. “Still clinging to those dusty rituals?” She crosses her arms, leaning against the doorframe. “Cute. They won’t work on me. Not anymore.”

Your pulse thunders in your ears. “How did you find me?”

She grins. “Please. You taste like regret and lavender. I’d find you anywhere.”

You step back. “I’m not the same man I was.”

“No,” she agrees, circling around you. “You’re softer now. Lonelier. You hide behind your books and cold ramen. You don’t hunt anymore.”

“I’m done with that life.”

“But I’m not done with you.”

Her hand brushes your wrist, fingers cool against your burning skin. Your heartbeat stutters. You want to pull away—but you don’t.

“You’re still mine,” she whispers. “I never let go.”

“You can’t just walk back into my life like nothing happened.”

“Walk?” Yeji’s laugh is melodic, cruel. “I haunted you, Y/N. I whispered your name to every breeze. I left pawprints outside your door. I clawed my way through dreams and ash.” She steps closer, lips nearly brushing yours. “I’ve always been here.”

Your hand closes around the old dagger in your drawer. Obsidian blade. Silver handle. You pull it free and level it at her throat.

She doesn’t flinch. Her eyes glitter.

“Trying again?” she says softly. “Go ahead. Cut me. Make me bleed like last time.”

You hesitate.

She leans forward, the tip of the blade grazing her skin. One drop of crimson wells up.

“Still soft,” she murmurs, voice thick with warmth. “Still mine.”

“I should’ve sealed you,” you whisper.

She laughs again, low and rich. “You couldn’t. That’s why you ran.”

She steps back and sits on your bed like she owns it, nine ethereal tails slipping into view behind her. They shimmer faintly—soft, white, ghostlike. Beautiful and terrifying.

“You’re not staying,” you say.

“I already have,” she answers. “You never threw out my hair, you know. From the first time we met. The little lock I left in your pack.” She pats the pillow beside her. “Lie down, Y/N.”

You ignore her. “What do you want from me?”

She tilts her head, her golden gaze boring into you. “Everything.”

“I’m not yours.”

“Oh?” Her tone sharpens. “Then why do you keep saying my name in your sleep? Why did you carve a charm with my birth sigil last winter? Why haven’t you burned that last photo of me?”

You freeze.

“You never let me go either,” she whispers.

Thunder rumbles outside. The scent of rain lingers in the air. You start packing, tossing old clothes and talismans into your bag.

Yeji stands in the doorway, silent at first.

“Where do you think you’re going?”

“Anywhere else.”

She blinks, slow. “You can run, but I’ll follow. I’ve followed you across lifetimes.”

You stop. Look back at her. “What are you?”

Her expression shifts—something ancient rising behind her beauty.

“I’m the echo of your sins. The promise you broke. The warmth you feared.” Her tails lift behind her, slowly unfurling like smoke. “I’m your lover. Your curse. Your salvation.”

And then she’s in front of you. A breath away.

She presses a kiss to your neck, fangs grazing skin.

“Say it,” she whispers. “Say you missed me.”

You don’t speak.

“Say it, Y/N.”

“I did,” you breathe.

She smiles, pleased. “Good boy.”

Later, in the quiet dark, you lie beside her.

Her tails wrap around you like velvet ropes, warm and unyielding.

“You’re not scared anymore,” she murmurs.

“No,” you admit. “I think I’m just tired.”

“Then rest. I’ll keep the nightmares away.”

You stare at her. “Are you the nightmare?”

Yeji chuckles, soft and inhuman. “Sometimes.”

She curls against your chest, her fingers resting over your heartbeat.

“But this time,” she says, voice low and full of promise, “I won’t let you go. I’ll slit Heaven open before I lose you again.”

You don’t reply.

You already know she means it.

You wake up in silence.

No alarm. No street noise. Not even the soft hum of your refrigerator. Just… stillness.

Your eyes snap open.

Yeji’s not beside you anymore.

Instead, she’s seated across the room—on your windowsill—bathed in early morning sunlight. Her tails ripple slowly behind her, almost like they’re breathing.

She’s staring at you.

“You watched me sleep,” you murmur.

She smiles. “Of course I did. You look innocent with your guard down.”

You sit up slowly. “You’re still here.”

Yeji’s grin fades into something softer. “I told you. This time, I’m not going anywhere.”

You rub your temples. “I need coffee before I deal with this.”

She tilts her head, amused. “Still clinging to human habits. Cute.”

You ignore her and head for the kitchen. She doesn’t follow. She just watches. Always watching.

You sit at your table, hands wrapped around the mug, trying to ignore how the shadows bend around her feet when she finally steps into the room.

“Y/N,” she says, voice lighter now. “Do you remember what you said to me that night in the forest?”

You keep your eyes on the steam rising from your coffee. “Which night?”

Her fingers gently brush your shoulder from behind.

“The night you kissed me.”

You flinch.

Yeji leans down, lips close to your ear. “You told me… ‘Maybe, in another life.’” Her voice drops. “I’ve made sure this one is that life.”

You stand up so quickly the mug spills. “I’m not yours.”

She doesn’t even blink.

“You said you missed me.”

“I was vulnerable.”

She raises a brow. “So you lied to me?”

“No,” you admit, swallowing hard. “I just… I don’t know what I feel anymore.”

She cups your face, eyes glowing faintly. “That’s okay. I know what I feel. I can carry it for both of us.”

Two nights later, you try to leave.

You don’t tell her. You wait until she’s asleep—if she sleeps at all—and sneak out through the back door with nothing but your pack and the last working talisman you kept stashed under a floorboard.

The moment you cross the city limits, the air changes.

Colder. Denser. Wrong.

You’re halfway down the dark highway when the sky above you splits open.

The world shudders—and suddenly, she’s standing in front of you, barefoot on the road, hair wild from the wind.

“I let you run because I wanted to see how far you’d go.”

You stumble back, heart racing. “This isn’t normal. You’re warping the world.”

She smiles—too many teeth.

“You keep calling me a monster, Y/N,” she says, stepping closer. “But you fell in love with me before you knew what I was.”

You draw the talisman and press it to her chest.

She lets it burn.

Smoke curls up around her collarbone, but she doesn’t stop. Doesn’t even flinch.

“Are you trying to hurt me,” she whispers, stepping closer, “or remind yourself what it’s like to touch me?”

You break.

“Why me?” you shout. “Why not someone else? Why not just let me go?”

Her golden eyes lock on yours, fierce and wild.

“Because you were the first person who looked at me—saw me—and didn’t run.”

“I’m trying to run now.”

She cups your cheek, her thumb smearing ash across your skin.

“You’re already too far in,” she breathes. “You belong to me.”

Later, back in your apartment, you sit against the wall, trembling. Your pack is gone. Your talisman’s ruined. And Yeji is curled up beside you like nothing happened.

“Why did you really come back?” you ask quietly. “What do you want?”

She shifts, resting her head on your shoulder. Her voice is soft.

“I want your name. The real one. I want your love. Your body. Your soul.”

You close your eyes. “You’re going to kill me.”

“No,” she whispers. “I’m going to keep you.”

You open your eyes. “What if I keep resisting?”

She chuckles. “Then I’ll just keep breaking reality until resistance stops making sense.”

The next morning, your phone doesn’t work. Your coworkers forget your name. Your reflection in the mirror lags—watching you after you’ve turned away.

You don’t ask questions anymore.

Yeji starts humming to herself when you cry in your sleep.

One night, she curls into your lap, bare-skinned and warm.

“I could show you what I see,” she murmurs. “Let you inside my world. My dreams.”

You hesitate. “What’s the catch?”

She kisses your throat. “If you see me completely… you’ll never be able to leave.”

“I already can’t leave,” you whisper.

Her smile is gentle this time.

“Exactly.”

The dream is not a dream. It’s a memory.

You see yourself—lifetimes ago—cloaked in red robes, kneeling before her in a field of foxglove.

Yeji wears no form. Just light. And sorrow.

You reach for her hand.

And she burns the sky to take yours.

You wake up gasping.

Yeji is watching you, brushing hair from your forehead.

“Do you see now?” she whispers. “We’ve done this before. We always come back to each other.”

“I don’t want to lose myself,” you whisper.

She pulls you into her arms, burying her face in your neck.

“Then let me find you,” she breathes.

Your name isn’t written on any ID anymore.

People don’t remember you unless you speak.

But she remembers everything.

And as her tails curl around your waist and she presses her lips to yours like prayer, you finally stop resisting.

Because some monsters don’t just haunt you.

They love you harder than anything human ever could.

[helloescapist]

(HELLO HELLO I HOPE YOURE DOING WELL!!💮 I HAVE A REQUEST FOR YOUU FEEL FREE TO IGNORE ME!!) so this is a KNY x kitsune uppermoon y/n!!

So the upper moons three (aka kokushibo, douma, akaza,) hearing about this new uppermoon demon and when kitsune y/n came into the infinity castle and introduced they're self they were really sly and cocky about it! What would there reactions be like??

(Also in this y/n uses a fan like douma but more detailed she is also a nine tailed fox in this!!)

(if you wanna add more stuff to y/n feel free to!! Just make sure you have fun and you are healthy!!)

-🦊

hello, hello 🦊

This is a very fun ask! I did my absolute best with what you gave me, and I hope that it meets your expectations! If you'd ever like to add more details to this reader feel free to stop by my inbox, I was a little pressed for time, and wanted to stick to as much of the details as you provided me. I had so much fun imagining a powerful, bold woman in the upper kizuki.

Beneath the Veil + Headcanons | The Upper Three Moons

Word count: 3237

Setting: Uppermoons x kitsunefemreader! (new addition to the Upper Moons)

Content Warnings: mentions violence/gore

Summary: the newly inducted, fourth moon introduced to the Upper Three Moons.

A/N: So, because the kitsune has a tendency to play back and forth from good to bad in Japanese folk tale, I chose to base the reader off of kumiho, the Korean fox demon as they are more prone to being depicted as maneaters).

The delicate hues of ambered glows that emerged from the darkness. Struct to life with a single cord, a note plucked from the night that gave birth to thousands of flames as though called damning phantoms to their duty. Cast to spent eternity in hell, guarding the depths of the hallway through the infinity castle. Glows that echoed across infinity, danced upon shadows across tatami mats. Traced silhouettes upon silk bound by lacquered panels. Deep walnuts met exquisite shades of wood that elicited the envy of foreign porcelain. Delicate as they were immaculately selected a testament to the lord of hell himself, soaked in the blood of innocents that had built the unattainable fortress; soaked with an ominous glow that threatened to snub the life of those who entered its corridors.

Each strike upon a chord a threat that abducted its victims from their refugee, dragging them to the depths of hell to answer their master’s call. A sharp note that once bore warmth, now a whisper of death’s welcome, the musician’s long lanky fingers danced across the strings. Nails gouged notes that screamed of treachery. Hair reminiscent of ink spilled in vein, dreams that would never attribute to any merit, music drowned by the depths of night to never be heard in the light of day as etched into the instructions upon her skin, and guided her siren calls. A single strum far more than capable of calling forth the undoing of man, devoid of emotion in each calculated placement. The upper ranks each a preference of their own space, save for the few.

              The attendees less than they had been in prior attendance, the caution she bid with each press of her rouged lips in greeting to the newly arrivals. The first Upper Moon savoring his space, and secrecy as he so often craved. A figment of past eras, poised as the markets that etched upon his skin and refined as the well-practiced long fingers that tipped the lavish ginseng tea to his lips. The lush spread of black hair that captured the envy of the night draped upon his shoulder. The compose straight of his back, perpendicular to the floor beneath him, his ankles tucked beneath him as straight as the line that formed at his lips. Content to himself, the notes of melancholy are a mere tune to enjoy in sacred solitude.

              Unlike the bickering of the two upper ranks before the biwa player. The second moon quickly seeks out the company of the third. Sunkissed hair, as pale as bright as the sun’s rays that met against sheltered, porcelain skin. Dewy flesh as soft as imported cotton, as lavish as freshly spun silk that met the highs of his thick ebony eyebrows. Playful iridescent eyes that captivated the light delighted in hues of kaleidoscope twinkled as they toyed with their prey. The number of his ranking etched into his irises. The wave of his hand jovial despite the tense atmosphere, and his voice as harmonious as the false kindness touched upon his features. Subtle childlike expressions that concealed the vile aspects of his personality, mocked sympathies as he whispered concerns to the stress lines that blossomed at Akaza’s brow. The tilt of his head projecting artificial concern, “Ah, I was so sad to hear of Hantengu and Gyokko.” Cooed as the way he attempted to draw near the Third Moon, the equip of betraying his façade. “I was so worried about you Akaza.”

              A mere growl the only evidence of speech dormant within the tense expression bore by the redhead. His doll-like crimson eyelashes furrowed dripping with spit as he averted his eyes from the taunting blight.  The markings at his brow crinkled, and creased at the highs of his cheeks, the shade of midnight etched into his flesh. Wrinkled at the grit of his teeth, the amber of his emblem eyes quivered at the clench of his muscles. Restrained trembles resolved agitation confined to the hierarchy embroiled on his mind from the prior meeting of the upper kizuki. The small growl of at the base of his throat, threatening the vein that drew at his temple.  “Oh dear, Lord Aka, you’ll wrinkle,” the predatory nature in which he considered drawing his nail at the outer marking upon the Third’s cheek, with draw upon the strike of a biwa cord resonating within his bones. The corner of his lips rid of any tease of concern, elicited amusement and joy. His canines revealed as the happiness emulated his features, “My, my, it would seem our new little fourth has arrived, I’ve heard rumors. I’m so excited to meet Lady [YN]. To think, she is so close to acquiring your rank, Lord Aka—” Shattered fist that drew upon the bottom of the Second Moon’s jaw. Snapped bones fragmented and teeth that struck the floor. Splatter of black blood, followed by the press of silence. The delight warm in the demon’s eyes despite the dislocation of his jaw torn from the hinges of his skull.

              “Akaza,” slow and stern. Deep and rich, drawn authority. “You will show respect.”

              The hum of his voice resignation in the quiver of his shoulders. The touch upon his vest offering no concealment, exposed to the calculating gaze of Doma, who merely delighted in the well place fear of his subordinate. The growth of his jaw snapped and grotesque as the grin that met at his teeth. “Ah, Lord Kokushibo, you’re so considerate, but please, we wouldn’t want to scare the little Fourth Moon.” Mocking, and depraved of sincerity the glint upon his gaze, a den of wolves at all angles. The first moon merely detached and appraising the arrival, the Third posed and ready threatened at the new arrival while the second merely delighted at his unease. Satisfied as the clank of the koma-geta intentionally drummed to the slants of the wood. Each step deliberately falling in line with music unheard by the remainder of the Moons.

              “Oh, don’t mind me,” warm and harmonious as the steps that echoed upon the wood flooring. Rouged lips as vibrant as blood matched only by the hue lingered upon your gaze. The compelling marking of your ranking etched into your eyes, drawn to predatory slants. Movements fluid and as the sway of your hips, unbothered by the delicate embellishments, gifts of slayed lovers catching in the lantern glows. Luminescent as the fires within your eyes, the pout of a smile forming, at the reveal of your upper thigh, the fold of your kimono exposing skin to the night air. Shoulders born, the draw of your hair long and luxurious. Intricately weave and revealing the lavish nature of odango, curled upon impossible lengths, questionable so, and hinting upon the figments of magic as the press of the fan, a false pretense of a docile woman. Conveying only one that cultivated your pray, drew attention to the depths of your clavical and the heave of your breast, as well as the canine that revealed in your smile more than enough to elicit the wrinkle of the Third’s nose, and the further grit of his teeth. Demure and coy as the roll of your shoulder in a mock bow, the bend of your knees in greeting to the Upper Tier moons.  The curl of tails falling at your back, toyed upon the steps you drew forward in greeting, poised in charm. The plush of your tails, traced upon by Kokushibo counting as they swayed, unable to conceal the nature of your being. The dangle upon the hair pins, harmonious, and musical each pitch falling upon the screams of torn lovers devoured in the dead of night on a rendezvous turned blood bath. The draw of their appeal tempting Doma to curl his fingers from one specific one. A delicate one, intentionally placed, as fragile as blown glass. Aged and polished, bearing an unspoken significance standing apart from the others as revealing as the smile Doma bore the callous of his finger drawing to allow its jingle.

              The snap of your fan swift, a clatter that drew Lord Kokushibo’s many eyes, observation and traced upon movements nearly missed upon Akaza’s. The threat poised in your stature, revealing the concealed lethality as your fan cupped under the Second’s chin forcing his jaw and his attention to your own. “Careful, I’m not certain you can afford my services.” Delicate and struck upon the biwa cord intended to maintain the façade of seduction slipped between venom.

              “Oh my,” Doma purred despite the obvious tension of disarray upon the Infinity Castle, predators poised, and mistrustful. None among you willing to entrust yourselves with one another, and such clear disrespect while portrayed as playfulness etched into unspoken territories. “They say, little foxes never reveal their true selves.” Delighted and warmed, allowing his chin to press into the fan at the quip of his grin growing dark and sinister as they traced the guarded the embellishment, “but there is always something that gives them away.”

Beneath the Veil Headcanons | Kokushibo, Doma, and Akaza

Initially, your presence has agitated Akaza. He places a significant importance upon his battle prowess, and any new addition to the Upper Moon draws his focus. Most commonly, it’s because he desires a challenge.

Adores the opportunity to combat a new opponent, especially one who is immortal, and able to rise night after night, and free him from his boredom.

However, in your case, the flow of your pride, and the confidence in each of your steps elicits his ire. The draw of your rouged lips, touched upon intentionally placed laughter, callous and artificial as the Second Moon’s, and at first, your resemblance to the upper rank is more than enough grounds for Lord Akaza to hold you in contempt.

The ranking just below his, he thinks, no is confident that he could eliminate you from the rankings if not for his Achilles heel. A woman amongst the Upper Ranks, while not impossible, or something he has not happened upon before, yet the dire situation that the Demon forces have found themselves against the Slayers, the opportunity to evade your existence as he had Nakime, and Daki is unlikely.

Close quarters, and frequent meetings he is stuck with the eyesore (you), and he is bitter. Aware that finding another replacement for the Upper tier will only elicit Muzan’s ire, and so he is left with little choice but to accept the stain of your smile upon his night.

Endure the taunting and teasing, regardless how much his skin recoils at the linger of your touch. Internal war, if only you were a male his stance would be far simpler.

Though of course, as a newly inducted Moon, you are unlikely aware of his aversion to women, and it’s easy to take such slights personally. Just as the way you conduct yourself leaves the impression that it is fully your intention to toy with him, only furthering his contempt.

Yet, as time goes on, and small details of each of your pasts, or positions are revealed whether in little slips of having to frequent each other’s territories, or one slipped from Doma, who just delights stirring the pot, you’ll discover that there is more to your compatibility than initially believed.

The reality is that you are both by nature in desperate need of trust to cement your bond whether romantically, friendship, or just work peers. But it will take so much time, or mere forced together orders from the Master for him to accept your partnership on various missions.

No matter how I look at it, tact-wise, Muzan is likely to keep you within Akaza’s vicinity. Ironically, Akaza believes he is safeguarding you when in reality, you’re his caretaker.

Intended to shield him from the depths of reality, and sweep away any potential female opponents that may stray into his range. It’s going to be difficult, and one full of back and forth cutting remarks. Both of you are prone to being fairly forthcoming with your communication and ires, and as such, communication is likely to flow quite a bit better than it would with the other moons.

Both of you are fairly adaptable, and makes the work relationship easier to navigate in the flow of battle.

As one who utilizes a fan, the only difficulty is that your fighting stances are a little more difficult to navigate, and will take trial and error. Especially as Akaza does not desire your assistance—nor accepts you as a warrior.

You are not prone to being on the wavelength, and butting heads will come rather routinely for the both of you, but I imagine that Akaza will falter in most disputes.

Not because you haven’t entirely pissed him off, but as he remains traditional at his core, and values the more historical entanglement men and women have had for centuries.

Although, admittedly, your inability to shy away from conflict may actually delight him.

I mean, he’ll never admit it, but you discover that he is far more willing to seek out your company, allowing more time to actually remain around you.

Seeks to protect you, though there are little threats aside from the remainder of the UpperMoons tha could pose a threat to your existence, and because of this, it won’t be difficult to catch on to the fact that Akaza actually just enjoys your company.

though he cannot articulate why that may be.

Oh the dynamic duo that draws exhaustion from all parties in your vicinity. He delights in your pluck, and is instantly smitten with you.

Oh, he delights in the banter, in the opportunity to go blow for blow. Unlike Lord Akaza, your gender means very little to him aside from the fact that if the Second were to perhaps take a small nibble… the thought has crossed his mind you will be delectable.

Far more delicious than those of his worshipers, or any courtesan.

Craves the moment in which he may finally infringe upon your bites. Though it will not be any time soon—you are in no rush to challenge him for his placement, and thus taking a nibble out of you will result in Lord First’s clear disapproval, Lord Akaza has more than expressed his disgust at his tastes, and he is certain that the Master would not accept searching for a replacement.

Which may secure his existence, but he’s not confident enough to make that bet, and so for now, Doma will just delight in peeking beneath the veil.

He has a natural talent for sniffing out the details you do not wish to dispose, such as the aged embellishment you safeguarded upon your meeting. It’s so pretty.

What if he were to break it?

Oh the thought gives him amusement, and because of this, he will push and play. Press nerves, but beneath it, the cold and guarded exterior you often display, is not fooling him.

Just as his false pretenses are not luring you to any deceptions any time soon, you are well aware that Lord Second is not as dimwitted as he pretends to be.

No, rather, you are so faithfully aware that the smallest part of you cannot understand how Lord Third does not see the way the cult leader lures him time, and time again.

You are both adapt at processing, and because of this, there leaves little missed opportunities for the both of you. An opening, and similar fighting styles will make for a lethal combination.

While you have the ability to seize tactical movements, Doma has the ability to prey upon emotional weaknesses, only furthering your opportunities.

Sadly, it’s the consistent skipping over small details that could lead to the downfall of the both of you. While Doma is more than willing to get to know you.

Oh he adores the challenge, and welcomes it as it comes, or he forces it. He so desperately seeks out company, perhaps due to his own upbringing and staleness of life, you offer a rare treat amongst the mundane, but if you are wishing for something more there will be a complication of how forthcoming Doma himself avers to be.

The real question is if either of you are willing to reveal your hands, but the teasing is more than delectable.

The oldest of the Upper Moons will show very little interest upon your arrival at first. The reality is that for the swordsman, many such as you have come, and gone just as swiftly as they have arrived.

He is aware you are a mere last minute addition composed of pressure from the Demon Slayer Corps, and as such, he has a tendency to meet your inclusion as little more than formality.

Keeping to the hierarchy, and unspoken protocol of the kizuki. Yet as you continue to linger, and force yourself into his company, little things such as expressing that you will be seeing him soon, and falling through with such sentiments is likely to gain his interest.

Especially if you follow more formal, traditional methods that are reminiscent of the Edo era. Intuitive by nature, the both of you have the ability to make decisions regardless of how complex the situation may be.

Such formalities, and flow of your time together, the way he finds himself allowing to come undone, and touch upon past selves, he’s curious. So to the point he would not admit to such, and yet, you have caught his attention.

For you, it is the fact that Lord Kokushibo, renowned for his reclusive nature has taken up an interest in you. While it’s true that he will not be changing his nature, nor can you expect him to grow more extroverted.

It is not who he is, and never will be, you will delight in the way he entertains your company. Quietly awaiting your arrival to his accommodations, the sudden appearance of a second tea cup upon your arrival, and engaged conversation.

You know you are warming up to him. The blunt approach to the both of your natures is a contribution to the flow of discussions, and as such there’s a warmth that comes naturally between the two of you should you only give it time.

However, that’s the catch. It will require a depth of time but you’re both immortal so… you are not one to dispose of your hand, cloaking yourself rather than readily reveal vulnerabilities, and the same can be expressed by the Upper Moon.

Your bond is one that is unspoken, and is as natural as the flow of the winds and breath within your lungs. A natural understood, able to see each other for who you truly are, and as long as you allow yourself the ability to accept the time it will take—you will find that your connection is one of sparks.

If it is a romantic connection you are seeking, you may find yourself savoring his touch, and the callousness of his hands. The quiet purse of his lips as he listens to your recent encounters, and the small smile that forms at his lips.

If it is not a romantic connection you desire, then you will find friendship will come just as easily, but ultimately, a work relationship will be one in passing.

Not a partnership in which you routinely work together, but rather a co-worker that you have a great repertoire with.

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hi hi !! ur writing is so cute!

Request here,

can you write something like best friend's popular brother hyunjin who secretly likes reader (she does as well but thinks she has no chance) and then one day he confesses being all shy and shes like WHAT

anything like this u can decide i love whatever you write !<3

Hey beautiful, thank you for requesting, your lovely comment made my day! ( I was having a difficult day) so with lots of love, I will do this for you!

Song recommendation: Popular by the weekend

Popular

Paring:hyunjin!x!reader!

Warning: fluff

Your POV

Mr. popular passes through the corridors, his scent leaving traces behind him, leaning against my locker my eyes follow him and walk all the way outside, his smile flashing to his friend talking about something only them will know.

"Hello? Are you listening to me?" my best friend catches my attention from him "Mhm? Yeah I am" My eyes draw to her now

"so are you gonna go?" she asked seriously "Where?" I asked confused

"I JUST TOLD YOU" Her frustration lands on me "Sorry I didn't pay attention" I truthfully say "To my house" She sighs "My stupid brother is going to bring Ashley over to the house and you know she annoys my ass like I can't stand watching her being so stupid with my brother like she is all over him and-" I cut her off before she explodes

"Hey, calm down girl it's ok, I will be there for you" I calm her down "Thanks, but you know... it's not because I'm jealous of my brother is just that she is such a pick me and every fucking girl is gushing over him and it's just so annoying" I understand her, I wouldn't like seeing my brother with some other girl in my house about every day

"do you know if they are dating?" my curious heart asks feeling a ting of jealousy "I don't know, I hope not"

We get to class and sit down, I look over at Hyunjin who is sitting in front of me, oh my poor little heart, when will you stop loving him?

4:40 pm

Yeji and I get ready to head to her house, we walk outside the school's door and feel the nice weather hitting our faces "Ain't it lovely Yeji" I smile loving this weather and wishing it would be like this everyday

"the weather is nice" she smiles and closes her sweater, "how about we watch the new movie that just came out 2 weeks ago?" she asks me "What movie?" I ask curiously "Well the tale of the nine-tailed fox" She answered my question "Oh, the one where Lee Dong-wook appears?" she nods as we get excited about thirsting over a 40-year-old man.

We get to her house open the door and leave my stuff in a chair "Let me get the popcorn ready" I say heading to the kitchen "ok girl ima put your stuff in my room and get everything ready" she shouts from the door already hearing her steps as she walks through the stairs

"hey y/n" Hyunjin smiles at me while making something to eat for himself "Hey Hyunjin" my heart drops as I didn't see him at first

It's normal for me to be at their house so he is accustomed to seeing me around here, we have known each other since I was 5 and he was 6, Yeji and I knew each other from kindergarten and we always used to play with her brother in my house or her house, so we become friends a long time ago, but I feel like it all changed since we entered high school since I was 15 we don't talk as much as before, just small talks, no more movie nights or baking time with him like we sorta got uncomfortable with each other, he also became Mr, popular at school so I believe he feels better than us now. Now I'm 17 and he is 18 and yeah we are in the same grade because his dumbass failed chemistry in 10th grade, obviously, he was so busy fucking his ex-girlfriend and doing her work for her than concentrating on himself that he was swept away 1 whole year because of it.

"How are you doing?" he asked me smiling at me and looking back down at his sandwich "I'm doing good and you?" I ask looking the popcorn to put it in the microwave. "I've been good, what are you guys doing today?" he asked me to make another of our famous small talks "We are going to watch a movie and maybe I'm staying over" I smiled and continued doing my work. "nice, lucky you, I have to do a project for history fro next week" "ah yeah the ones about the empires?" I ask "Yeah, I got put in with Ashley" he whispers and rolls his eyes at me showing his annoyance, and I laugh silently "It would've been better if I got chosen to be with you, you are pretty smart and organized, and we known each other for most of our life" he continues to finish his sandwich. "yeah right? I got chosen with Lia, so it was not bad at all, just her brother is a bit creepy" I say making a weird face remembering her brother and how immature he acts.

"oh yeah Daniel is awful" I nodded and put the popcorn in the microwave not forgetting what he said about me my tummy filled with butterflies, but again I reminded myself I couldn't let these feelings get the best of me, he barely talks to me and yeji would be so mad at me if I ever get to date him.

"But if you ever need me to him in his place please tell me and I will do it with pleasure" he smiles grabs his plate and rubs my head while passing by to the living room.

my cheeks got all red by his touch, I placed my hands over them to soothe them down the popcorn finishes and I get out of the kitchen

"oh Hyuinjin you so funny" I hear a girl exaggerating her laugh, ofc she is here, I feel a bit down and go to Yeji's room.

"everything is ready" I get to her bed and put the bowl in the middle of both of us she starts the movie and we are already melting by seeing Dong Wooks face.

something in me doesn't let me concentrate on the movie and a tinge of jealousy gets to me, it should've been me who was with Hyun-jin right now, not Ashley.

7:24pm

"May I join" Someone opens the door and looks at Yeji with pleading eyes "No go fuck yourself" She stretches and lays down in another position, so I move aside and pat the side of my bed to let Hyunjin join us "See she's nice, unlike you?" he says getting on the bed sticking his tongue out at her "no y/n why did you let him in!" she groans while saying it getting annoyed and moving to the side of the bed to give me more space, he lays on his stomach and hugs a small pillow and gets near me, his head touching my arm of how close he is to me.

Butterflies run through my stomach as I try to control my breathing so I do not blush.

15min later

"He's not that even good looking," He remarks making both of our heads look at him "Shut up you dickhead, he is the most handsome guy to ever exist" She throws a pillow at him, but he throws it back, sitting up and getting comfortable back in the sheets, now sitting like I've been doing this whole time, but our arms connect he looks down on me and smiles, I smile back and quickly look back at the movie, now I do feel my cheeks blush

"did you see how hot Lee Yeon's brother is?" yeji asked me "Yes Rang has that type of bad boy vibe right? but he is so gentle on the inside like he is so cute" I say as we comment on the series. But I feel Hyuinjins head on my shoulder hugging my arm trying to get comfortable on the bed, Yeji gives her back to me and I see her sleepy eyes trying to fight the urge to fall asleep, I pat her head gently making sure she gets some rest but I feel Hyun-jin caressing my arm with his thumb up and down. I feel his breath get more relaxed but I tense up feeling nervous about him.

I try to ignore it and continue watching the movie "Yeji look at the puppy" I pout looking at how cute he is "yeji?" I called her again but I heard no response from her "Did she fall asleep already?" he asked me

"mhm, I think she did" I try to shake her but she does not react, hating that she left me alone with her brother again.

"mmh ok, I'm going for something to eat wanna come?" I nod and get out of bed with him turning the TV and lights off for yeji to sleep as we walk out to the kitchen.

"what are you craving?" he asks me "What about some ramyeon?"

"Sure that sounds good" he started to boil the water while I took the packets out

"so... how did the project go? I asked curiously about the 2 of them

"it was... ok I guess, I kinda ended up doing it all by myself and she was very annoying btw," he said a bit disappointed.

"well I'm sorry to hear that," I said relieved to hear that it didn't go well between them, he got next to me to grab the cups of noodles, and our hands brushed each other, our eyes met and our bodies froze

He pecked my lips and stared into my eyes waiting for my reaction, my eyes widened and my mouth gaped looking at him in shock, but I didn't say anything staying in the same position.

"I'm sorry I shouldn't done that without asking you, I-I thought t-that maybe you wanted i-it"he stutters nervously looking everywhere but my eyes.

"W-why did you kiss me?" I asked in shock, his face in fear "I'm sorry y/n I couldn't stop myself I don't know what came over me, I-Ii just really like y-you and-"

"You WHAT?!"

"I like you y/n, I have since we were young" I stare at him in pure shock

"wait so wait what? so you like me? And you tell me until now?"

"what do you mean until now? I was scared you were going to reject me"

"I would never reject you Hyunjin, I've liked you since I was like 8," I said a bit angry that this didn't happen before

"YOU LIKE ME?!?!" he raises his voice in shock and joy

"yeah I do" I get a bit shy saying it out loud

he cups my cheeks and kisses me delicately his lips feeling soft, tasting him on my lips is kind of my new obsession.

when we separate ourselves in our eyes we see our future we just started.

and that is how I started to date Mr popular.

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I love your answer to the question I asked. My answer would have been Whitney Houston. She is either a siren or banshee. I would have paired her with Garrett or Charlie cannot decide who.

Twilight Request

Jasper/ Major x Female Reader

The reader has powers like Naruto Uzumaki but her nine tailed beast is a wolf that is white as snow. She has long black hair down to her hips when not put up. She knows many forms of martial arts and several languages and owns several katanas. She stands at 5 ft 11 inches. She likes reading mystery novels like Nancy Drew. Her favorite tv shows are Walker Texas Ranger, Murdoch Mysteries and Murder She Wrote. She goes to the Cullens when she gets word that Victoria has created an army of newborns and that a human is with them. She goes and offer her help to them.

At the training ground, she meets the pack. One of the wolves Paul says something rude to the reader. He goes to attack her but because of her power she has the strength to lift him and pin to the ground. She tells him his bad attitude is not welcome. Jasper/ The Major is her mate.

Feel free to add or change anything.

❝snowbound savior❞

✭ pairing : jasper hale x reader

✭ fandom : twilight

✭ summary : (Y/N), a striking young woman standing tall at 5 feet 11 inches, boasts not only flowing black hair that drapes down to her hips but also a unique gift – a nine-tailed wolf beast as white as freshly fallen snow. Her exceptional skills extend far beyond her mystical companion. Proficient in numerous martial arts and fluent in several languages, (Y/N) is a formidable force to be reckoned with. The narrative takes a thrilling turn when (Y/N) receives an urgent message: Victoria, a formidable adversary, has assembled an army of newborns and allied herself with an unsuspecting human. Driven by her sense of duty and a desire to protect, (Y/N) rushes to the Cullens, offering her formidable powers and unwavering support.

✭ twilight masterlist 2

The moon hung low in the midnight sky, casting a silvery glow over the quiet forest. (Y/N), a striking young woman with long, flowing black hair that cascaded down to her hips, stood alone among the trees. At 5 feet 11 inches, she possessed an aura of strength and mystery that drew the eye. But it was her unique gift that truly set her apart—the nine-tailed wolf, as white as freshly fallen snow, that loyally accompanied her.

She had been living a solitary life for as long as she could remember, ever since her powers had manifested. Her childhood had been a blur of confusion and fear, as she tried to comprehend the extraordinary abilities coursing through her veins. The snowy wolf, her constant companion, was her only solace in those early days of isolation.

Throughout history, she had been known as the "snowbound savior." Legends and tales had spoken of a white wolf with nine tails that appeared when one was in dire need of help. Villagers would tell stories around campfires, passing down the folklore of this mystical guardian who emerged from the depths of the forest to aid those in their darkest hours.

But (Y/N) knew the truth. She wasn't just a legend; she was real, and she carried the weight of her unique destiny on her shoulders. Her existence was a secret known only to a select few, those who had witnessed her powers firsthand or had heard whispers of the mysterious white wolf.

Tonight, beneath the silver canopy of stars, (Y/N) felt a strange restlessness in her spirit. It was as though the air itself carried an unspoken message—a call for help that only she could answer. The bond between her and the nine-tailed wolf seemed to hum with anticipation.

With a determined look in her eyes, (Y/N) turned and headed deeper into the forest, her faithful companion padding silently at her side. She didn't know where the call for help originated, but she trusted her instincts. The "snowbound savior" was on the move once again, ready to face whatever darkness lurked in the shadows and to offer her unique gifts to those in need.

The dense forest welcomed (Y/N) as she ventured deeper into its heart. Here, she felt at one with the world around her, a connection that ran deeper than blood. She wasn't just a woman with extraordinary abilities; she was a guardian of nature itself.

As she moved through the ancient trees, (Y/N) could hear the soft murmurs of leaves, the whispers of the wind, and the gentle rustling of creatures hidden in the underbrush. Nature spoke to her in a language few could comprehend, and in return, she listened and responded with reverence.

Today, however, the whispers were tinged with urgency. The very earth beneath her feet seemed to vibrate with concern. (Y/N) paused, her senses on high alert, and closed her eyes to better attune herself to the natural world.

"What troubles you, dear friend?" she murmured softly, her voice a melodious harmony with the forest's song.

In response, the wind carried a somber message, leaves rustled in distress, and the faint echo of a distant waterfall sounded mournful. Nature was trying to communicate something of great significance.

The revelation came like a thunderclap in her mind—a coven of vampires was in danger, and their fate was intricately entwined with the lives of the humans in the town they resided in, as well as a nearby clan of wolf-shifters. The balance of their existence hung in the balance, and the very fabric of the supernatural world trembled with uncertainty.

(Y/N) felt a surge of conflicting emotions. She had distanced herself from the supernatural world, seeking solitude and anonymity after years of bearing the mantle of the "snowbound savior." Her past involvements had left scars both physical and emotional, and she yearned for a simpler existence.

Yet, as she stood among the ancient trees, a profound sense of responsibility washed over her. She had a duty to protect not just the coven of vampires but also the humans and wolf-shifters who unknowingly depended on their presence.

With a heavy heart, (Y/N) raised her eyes to the heavens, her voice resonating with unwavering determination. "Nature, you have my word. I will do all that I can to help. For the sake of balance, for the sake of those in need, I will step once more into the world of the supernatural."

The forest around her seemed to sigh in relief, a symphony of gratitude and understanding. The bond between (Y/N) and nature deepened, and she knew that her path was now clear. The snowbound savior had been called to action once more, and she would honor her commitment to protect and preserve the fragile balance of the supernatural world.

The clearing deep within the forest was a training ground for the local wolf-pack, and tensions were running high as the group practiced their coordinated maneuvers. Alice, the perceptive and clairvoyant member of the Cullen family, watched their movements closely, her golden eyes scanning the scene with an intensity that never wavered.

Amidst the flurry of leaping and lunging wolves, Alice suddenly froze, her gaze distant as if seeing something beyond the immediate present. Her eyes glazed over, and her hand moved with precision as she sketched something onto a piece of paper with a swift hand.

Jasper, who had been sparring with some of the wolves, noticed Alice's sudden stillness and approached her with a concerned expression. "Alice, what is it? What did you see?"

Alice didn't respond immediately, her focus locked onto the sketch she was creating. It was an image of a white wolf with nine tails, each one flowing gracefully behind it. The creature's ethereal beauty was captured in intricate detail.

Edward, always attuned to Alice's visions, joined them, his brows furrowing in curiosity. "Alice, what's going on? What did you see?"

Alice looked up from her sketch, her eyes wide with a mixture of wonder and uncertainty. "I saw something, someone, I'm not entirely sure," she admitted. "But they're coming to aid us."

Edward's expression shifted from concern to relief. "Good. We can use all the help we can get."

Paul, who had been listening in, couldn't hide his skepticism. "More vampires?" he grumbled.

Alice shook her head, her eyes fixed on her drawing. "Actually, it looks to be a shifter like you all."

Confusion rippled through the group until Alice displayed her sketch for them to see. The wolves gathered around, their eyes widening in disbelief.

Sam, the pack's alpha, gasped as he recognized the image. "The snowbound savior," he breathed, his voice filled with astonishment. "But she's just a legend."

Before anyone could respond, a powerful howl pierced the air, resonating through the forest. It was a howl that carried an undeniable presence, one that demanded attention and respect.

Jasper turned his head toward the sound, his eyes narrowing as he listened. "Guess not," he murmured, his voice tinged with intrigue and a touch of apprehension.

As the echoes of the howl faded into the distance, the wolves and the Cullens exchanged uncertain glances. The arrival of the snowbound savior, a figure of myth and legend, had suddenly become a tangible reality. The balance of power in the supernatural world was about to shift, and none of them knew exactly what to expect.

The ground beneath their feet trembled violently, and at first, the Cullens, along with Sam's pack, believed it to be a catastrophic earthquake. Trees swayed, and the very earth seemed to roar with anger. But what followed was beyond anything they could have imagined.

From out of nowhere, a colossal figure emerged, towering over the treetops, and causing everyone to gasp in astonishment. An 836-foot white wolf, with nine magnificent tails that swirled like a majestic blizzard, stood before them. The sheer size and beauty of the creature left them breathless, their hearts pounding with a mixture of awe and trepidation.

For a moment, the forest fell into a hushed stillness, as if nature itself held its breath in the presence of this enigmatic being. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, the colossal wolf began to shift, its form flowing like liquid moonlight.

In mere seconds, the towering wolf transformed into a striking woman, fully clothed and with long black hair that cascaded down to her hips. Her piercing eyes, as ancient as the earth itself, regarded the assembly with a mixture of wisdom and curiosity.

"I suppose you must all be the ones of whom nature speaks," she remarked, her voice carrying a melodious quality that resonated with power.

Carlisle, always the composed and gracious host, stepped forward. "I beg your pardon, but who are you?"

The woman offered a warm smile, one that seemed to hold the secrets of the universe. "I am (Y/N)," she introduced herself. "Nature has warned me of impending danger to this town and the nearby clan of wolf-shifters. It seems our paths were destined to intersect."

Edward, ever the communicator of the family, stepped forward to explain their situation. "A vampire named Victoria is planning an attack with a newborn army. They seek revenge because we killed her mate some time ago."

(Y/N) nodded with understanding, her gaze distant for a moment. "I sympathize with her loss, but I will not allow her to bring death into this town."

As the conversation unfolded, Jasper, who had been watching (Y/N) intently, felt a sensation he hadn't experienced in centuries. It was the undeniable pull of the mate bond, a force that tied him to this extraordinary woman. His gaze remained locked on her, and his heart raced with a newfound intensity. In that moment, he knew that (Y/N) was not only the snowbound savior but also the missing piece of his own existence.

[blossominghunnie]

𝐒𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝

Pairing: Jay Chang x fem!reader

Genre: Fluff, established relationship

Warning: None

Notes: I’m in my Jay feels as usual, so here’s this. 🤭

Jay has always been known to be clumsy and not a very athletic guy as well, so when you combine those two things the result is this: a fractured ankle.

Y/n, who has been skateboarding for most of her life, was asked by her boyfriend to teach him how to skate. She accepted because not only did he insist a lot, but because he gave her puppy eyes, something the girl can’t resist.

After a few tries, she let him skate on his own. And surprisingly he was doing pretty okay, until he couldn’t stop and crashed.

They quickly went to the doctor when they saw that Jay couldn’t walk and now they were here, at Y/n’s house sitting on the couch. The boy with a pout and the girl doodling on his cast, his leg propped on the coffee table that was in front of them.

“This sucks.” The brown haired crossed his arms. “I’ve never been in one place for so long.”

“I know, honey.” She patted his cheek affectionately, “You’re always moving, you’re like a golden retriever.”

That made him giggle. “Maybe I was one in my past life.”

“Okay, Nine-tailed fox.” She teased. They had recently seen the drama, Tale of the Nine-tailed fox and Jay got a little obsessed.

“By the way, what have you been doing for the past 20 minutes?” The brown haired curiously asked.

“Oh! Just drawing cute little hearts.” Jay turned his leg a little to the left and saw them. “I thought it would cheer you up.”

The boy smiled with tenderness. “It definitely did. Thank you, love.”

“It’s nothing, sweetie.” She gave him a kiss on the cheek.

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Misc masterlist || Main masterlist

[abyssal-ali]

Hii, so I just found the kdrama rec list that you made in like 2023, and I'm in ✨desperate✨ need of a calm, comforting rom com drama, like Hidden Love or Falling into your smile. (Especially the latter, I'm in love)

I've been really into the soft love stories lol and I'm busy watching Tale of the Nine Tailed, on the second last episode and I am definetly going to need something lighthearted after this. I've already watched Business Proposal and Love 020, so I think I'm still relatively new.

Please do ignore this if you don't have any new ones!! 😇

Hi! I'm so glad you've enjoyed my recs 😊

I have watched several more dramas since I made that list (okay like 40) I just haven't updated this since 😂 I actually made a side blog just for more in-depth recs that I can DM you if you'd like 🤗

Looking for soft, fluffy romcom recs? Look no further!

C | Exclusive Fairytale | Romance, Youth, Family | 2023 | This is a super cute, fluffy, lowstakes childhood friends to lovers story that progresses from high school days to college and beyond. Plus, it has Jun from Seventeen | 10/10

K | Welcome to Samdalri | Comedy, Drama, Life, Romance | 2023 | Similar to Hometown Cha Cha Cha, this is a slow, small town lowstakes drama where a girl comes from a big city and falls in love with a green flag boy (played by Ji Chang Wook, of course) The side stories are adorable as well as the main leads'. | 8/10

K | King the Land | Comedy, Romance, Workplace | 2023 | An absolutely lovely green flag couple and their chaotic, fun friend group who all work for a chaebol hospitality group (which the ML is heir to). Just recalling it makes me want to rewatch it, honestly. | 9/10

K | Doctor Slump | Life, Romance | 2024 | A supportive family, realistic depiction of depression, a cute, mature, green flag couple, and lowstakes but interesting plot make for a very comforting drama. | 9/10

C | Love Between Fairy and Devil | Comedy, Fantasy, Romance, Wuxia | 2022 | This drama is e v e r y t h i n g. E2L leads, all the tropes, great side characters, plot, set/wardrobe/etc, with a happy ending but makes you go through all the feels. 1000% planning on rewatching. here begins my obsession with Wang Hedi (CW: a lil darker, more plot-heavy and angstier than the previous recs on here but still hilarious and cute!)| 30/10

K | Lovely Runner | Comedy, Fantasy, Music, Romance | 2024 | This drama had a hilarious, adorable lead couple, a hooking plot, a long happy ending, and great acting; what more could you want? The drama accurately depicts fangirl life in a respectful way, has what I've heard from disabled fans is pretty good disability rep, and handles darker themes decently but still keeps the drama light overall. | 9.5/10

K | My Demon | Action, Comedy, Fantasy, Romance | 2023 | This is funny, fluffy, and a bit angsty (don't worry it's still HEA!) Forced proximity x supernatural x star-crossed lovers x arranged relationship x...well, it's got a ton of my favourite tropes + one of the best theme songs and opening credits scenes. | 10/10

Hope one of these tickles your fancy and you enjoy it♡

[multi-fandom-imagine]

A/n: IM STILL UPSET, man Korean dramas really know how to fuck you up.Also I’m sorry if I fuck up, it’s been a hot minute since I’ve watched this show.

BUT NOT HERE!

This is just gonna be a pure, short fluff fic because he deserves to be happy.

It felt like a knife to his heart, you. The woman he loved, his soul mate had just found out what he was.

A Gumiho, something he tried so hard to hide, something he wanted to keep hidden from you. He was doing his best to stay calm, to keep his emotions at bay but he didn’t want to lose you.His was angry, angry at himself for keeping something this big from you but most of all he was scared.

What would he do if you walked out of his life?

Keeping his head low he did not think he could meet your gaze, he did not want to see the fear and disgust on your eyes so when he felt your hand pet his head his eyes widened with shock.

“Silly man, you think something like this would stop me from loving you.” You whispered, a small smile on your face as you watched Lee’s knees buckle, the man, your nail tailed fox collapse in your arms. His arms wrapping around your waist, hugging you close as he pressed his face into your stomach.

“Y/n.”

His name was barley a whisper on his lips but you knew how much this meant to him. A light chuckle escaped your lips as you continued to run your fingers through his hair, it felt so soft between your finger tips.

Closing his eyes, Rang felt like he was enjoying this a bit to much. It felt too good not to enjoy this, you playing with his hair did a wonderful job at calming down but perhaps he was enjoying himself a bit to much causing him too lose control of his glamor to fail. Large ears adorned on top the man’s head, a large tail nearly wrapping around body.

A laugh escaping your lips feeling the fluff of his tail brush your back. You had the sudden urge to touch his ears.

“You can.” Rang murmured, he was avoiding your gaze, his cheeks burning.

Grinning you eagerly reached up to touch his ears. You never thought you could feel something so soft, Rang’s holding you tighter as he kept his face buried into your stomach. This felt good, too good and he was sure he’ll make this up to you later.

After your head pats of course.

[drama--universe]

Eternity

Requested by anonymous: Hello there, I see your requests are open so can you please do a Lee Rang x Female reader story. Pretty please. With a happy ending for the reader with Rang.

Pairing: Lee Rang x fem!reader

Word Count: 844 words

Warnings: none, I think

Lee Rang watched from a distance, his eyes trained on your form. He hadn't met someone like you before nor could he guess what you were.

Your hair was pulled into a high ponytail, hanging down to your feet and you wore black and green robes. A sword hung on your waist and Rang wondered how you got it. You were his age, only 16 or 17 years old, and he doubted that you had already earned it at that age.

"She's a goblin." A voice behind him spoke and he looked up to see his older brother, who was also looking at you. You seemed to have heard him, turning your head and connecting your eyes with Rang's. They were a bright golden color, reflecting with the light that shone on your face. You didn't move your gaze, keeping it locked on Rang before smiling at him.

"Didn't think foxes lived here." You spoke, your voice holding a taunting melody that made Rang shiver slightly. You turned around fully, taking slow steps to the pair of brothers until you stood in front of them completely. Bowing your head to Lee Yeon first, you greeted him with respect as he was the ruler of the mountain. Then you turned to Rang, smiling brightly once more.

"Aren't you a cute one." You spoke, leaning down slightly to reach his height before patting his head.

"Might I steal this one?" You looked at the older man, who only nodded before disappearing from sight, and leaving you and Rang behind. You turned back to the younger.

"What do you want?" He asked and you couldn't help but scowl at him. "Watch your tone, I'm older than you." You said and Rang frowned, asking your age. You were two years older than him, of course.

"So, do you know any good food places around here?"

"You look ridiculous, noona." "Have you seen yourself, Rang?" You replied and the fox looked down at his clothes with a frown. He was dressed in denim and other bright clothes, socks pulled over the bottom of his jeans. His hair was covered by a beanie and his eyes by sunglasses that looked like they were made a thousand years ago.

"At least I look in fashion, noona. You look like you're wearing the same clothes as when I met you." He replied and you scoffed, pulling your dress up slightly with a smile.

"I like these, that's the important part. Besides, those jeans are itchy." You pulled at his pants, snickering when Rang pushed your hands away.

The market was fun to be, reminding you of the markets you went to as a kid. The joy of the children that ran around, the vendors loudly yelling out for anyone to come to their stalls and of course the smell of food. You missed it every day, so coming to the market once seemed like a fun thing.

"Right, how is that girl you found? Yuri, was it?" You asked and Rang nodded, shrugging afterwards. "She's hiding in her room, still. Last time she hissed at me. Can you believe it?" He said and you laughed.

"It'd do the same if I could."

"Okay, what about this?" You asked, getting out of the changing room in burgundy dress. It was an off-shoulder dress, the sleeves poofy and reaching to your wrists, and the bottom part was more flowy, reaching to your knees. In the middle was your corset, a black design with golden flowers stitched into it. Lee Rang looked up from his phone, staring at you from the couch before nodding at you.

"No commentary this time?" You asked and Rang scoffed at you, putting his phone down. "It looks good, no more to say." He said and you smiled, hopping closer before leaning down.

"It doesn't look beautiful?" You asked, trying to get a reaction from him. Unfortunately, he had outgrown the shyness in the last years and thus barely reacted. But you did see the corner of his mouth twitch and this said enough for you.

"Thank you." You smiled at him before hopping back to the changing room and changing back in your own clothes. Once out, you pulled Rang along to the cashier.

"I'll pay." Rang said and you wanted to protest, but the girl at the cashier interrupted you.

"What a nice boyfriend you have. Wish I had one like him." She said, eyes turning to Rang in what seemed to be some sort of seduction. Rang didn't even look at her as he scanned his card.

"I wish you good luck in finding someone like that." He then spoke before pulling you along, arm thrown around your shoulders as he carried the bag in his hand.

"So, you're my boyfriend now?" You asked and he laughed softly, pulling you slightly closer to him.

"We've already kissed and slept with each, doesn't that qualify at this point?" He asked and you pushed his head away before kissing his cheek. You skipped ahead of him slightly, still holding his hand as you turned back to face him with a smile.

"I could spend an eternity with you as my boyfriend."

[emerald-notes]

I’m Here For You...

Fandom: Tale of the Nine Tailed

Pairing: Lee Rang x reader

(y/n= your name)

Why isn’t he answering my calls? He was probably upset about something. And that something definitely had to do with his brother.

I know Lee Rang for only some months. We’ve met at a bookstore where both of us were trying to buy the last copy of “Moby Dick”. We got into a huge fight over that. Finally I managed to get it since he was only hoarding all editions of the same book.

Though he was acting like a spoiled brat, I secretly liked him a lot and I’m pretty sure he found me amusing too. Since then, we occasionally met. In our brief time of acquaintance he had already complained about his brother an awful lot. And judging by his words, that brother is pretty indifferent to him.

When we talked on the phone this morning, Rang told me he was on his way to meet his brother. And now he isn’t receiving my calls. That means the meeting didn’t go well. I needed to meet him. I had already checked the bar he usually goes to and he wasn’t there.

“This little idiot is making me crazy!” I thought. Then a message came to my phone. Lee Rang had finally replied to my anxious texts.

“I’m home now. Too tired to talk.”

Seriously? This was his answer? I can’t believe it.

I angrily walked towards my car and started to head to his home. He was acting distant again. He was probably depressed. Thinking about it made me so sad. I wished he told me what’s going on with him honestly.

I didn’t bother knocking on the door since it’s never locked. When I walked inside, I found him sitting on the couch with a wine bottle on his hand.

“He’s drinking again. This is not good.” I thought.

He looked up and simply went back to enjoying his drinks without saying anything to me. I sat beside him.

“Will you tell me?” I asked.

“There’s nothing to tell.”

“I’m here for you, Rang.” I told him, “You can trust me.”

“Why did you come?” he turned to me and raised one of his eyebrows to look tough.

“I was worried about you.” I answered honestly. He turned away and started to gulp down the wine from the bottle.

“Is this about Yeon?” I finally asked.

He suddenly stopped and slowly turned to me, “Didn’t I mention that I was too tired to talk?”

How could he say something like that? Couldn’t he see how worried I have been? All this time, I was trying to understand him better. I did everything to make him feel like he wasn’t alone. I was always there for him when he needed me. All I’ve ever asked was to be honest with me. Can’t he at least do that?

“I wish you would trust me enough to tell me the truth.” I stood up. It was better to leave him when he is in a mess. Otherwise we’ll both end up hurting each other.

“y/n” he called from behind as I walked towards the door.

I looked back. I could see tears forming in his eyes as he slowly walked towards me.

“I’m sorry.” his voice shook.

I nodded and hugged him. He hold me into a tight embrace and started to sob. We stood like that for a while. When he finally stopped, he looked at me with a little confusion in his eyes.

“I guess,” I whispered, “this is the part where we kiss?”

He smiled, then took my face in both of his hands and finally kissed me...

[frost-queen]

Shrine of a wasteland (Reader x Lee Yeon)

Requested by: anon  Forever tag:@missmelodramatic, @floatlosers, @alex–awesome–22, @merlieve, @queen-of-books, @glimmering-darling-dolly , @denkisclown, @wildiefleur , @meyocoko , @subjecta13-thefangirl , @m-rae23, @melsunshine  , @venomsvl , @the-uncoordinated-house-cat , @rosecentury , @evilcr0ne , @vviolynn , @niktwazny303 , @avada-kedrava-bitch-187, @erikasurfer , @slythetic  , @eliscannotdance, @p0nycurtis, @slythetic, @bitchybananaflower, @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr

Summary: Reader is a god, trapped and bound to a shrine. Even before he became god of the mountain, Lee Yeon had become a close friend. Visiting your shrine as much as he could... visits becoming less. A hundred years later when Ji-a wants to visit the shrine due to some rumours, Lee Yeon is faced with a hard reality that the friend he once knew is long gone. Overtaken by lonliness and isolation.

𝒲𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝓌ℯ 𝒹𝒾ℯ, 𝓌ℯ 𝓉𝓊𝓇𝓃 𝒾𝓃𝓉ℴ 𝓈𝓉ℴ𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓈. 𝒜𝓃𝒹 ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇𝓎 𝓉𝒾𝓂ℯ 𝓈ℴ𝓂ℯℴ𝓃ℯ 𝓉ℯ𝓁𝓁𝓈 ℴ𝓃ℯ ℴ𝒻 𝓉𝒽ℴ𝓈ℯ 𝓈𝓉ℴ𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓈 𝒾𝓉’𝓈 𝓁𝒾𝓀ℯ 𝓌ℯ𝓇ℯ 𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒽ℯ𝓇ℯ.

Heavy puffs filled the air. Feeling the cold sting inside his lungs with each breath. Each step he forced his feet forwards. Trotting up the mountain. Pausing just the slightest of seconds to hoist the sack higher up his back. Finding his remaining strength to go further. Huffing loud with each difficulty along the way.

His foot slipped over the gravely road, making him urge his hand down to break his fall. Panting loud, he slowly straightened his posture, having maintained his balance. Taking a hard swallow, he grabbed the straps of the sack tightly. Going higher up the mountain. Trees making way, his gaze falling on colourful rooftops.

Gasping loud, he blinked a few times to be sure his eyes weren’t deceiving him. The rooftops growing taller the closer he got. Upon his last paces, he hurried up the mountain. Panting happily at the shrine. The red building with blue rooftops. From the ceiling hanging down pieces of fabric.

Lee Yeon dropped his sack, walking up to the shrine. Going up the steps, touching one of the fabrics to read what was written on it. A wish. A well wish. A prayer. He took another one, turning it to him. A soft breeze making them twirl. Around him soft bells twinkled as the wind made the aluminium bars clatter against each other.

“Nuguseyo?” – a voice came through making Lee Yeon turn startled around. Staring widely at a girl sitting at one of the edges of the shrine. One he hadn’t noticed before. Lee Yeon cleared his throat, letting go of the prayer. He rubbed his hands off down his pants, approaching you with a lowered head.

“Are you here to pray?” – you asked tilting your head slightly to the side. He chuckled nervously in return. – “Aniyo, Aniyo.” – he spoke waving his hands. You hummed curious. Lee Yeon blinked surprised with a gasp when you had disappeared from before him.

“Curse a person?” – you wondered making Lee Yeon jump away from the sudden breath of yours on his neck. He held a hand onto it, staring in shock back at you. Slightly freaked out that you had appeared behind him. It made you laugh. Then your smile faltered, coming to stand very close to him.

Your stare darkening with anger. – “No curses!” – you let out. – “If I see you as much write down a curse, I’ll personally toss you off the mountain!” – making clear to him. Lee Yeon swallowed nervously. – “No cursing…” – he responded sheepishly. Your anger quickly settled, fluttering curiously with your eyes.

“Are you here alone?” – he asked. You turned away from him, your long robe waving behind you. – “Yes…” – you responded lowering your head. Taking one of the pillars, wrapping an arm around it. The boy came closer, making you lift your head back up.

“If you are lost, I can help you find your way to your home back.” – he spoke sounding so genuine. You laughed, rather to cope with the hard-reality. – “I can’t leave.” – you told him. Lee Yeon furrowed his brows. – “You see…” – you sighed soft letting go of the pillar. Moving further into the shrine.

Coming to kneel on the cushion before the alter. Taking a thin burner. Holding the tip in one of the candles, waiting for it to burn. Once it burned, you moved your hand to another candle that had gone out. Lee Yeon approached hesitantly coming to kneel beside you. Watching as you blew at the tip to sniff out the tiny flame.

The scent of smoke scenting the shrine. Lee Yeon turned his head from you to the alter. Seeing a small statue on it. Surrounded by candles and flowers. Well wishes written down, draping down the table. With a slight shock, he turned his head back to you. You lowered your head as a response.

This was a shrine to you. For you. A god trapped to her shrine for eternity. – “Who trapped you?” – Lee Yeon asked. – “If I knew, I wouldn’t be here.” – responded with a smile, using it to hide your pain. Lee Yeon suddenly grabbed your hand, making you look back at him. – “Then I’ll come visit you whenever I can.” – he told you. You laughed soft finding him silly.

Lee Yeon looked a bit annoyed back at you for not believing him. – “Where is the paper?” – he demanded. You pointed somewhere to your side. Lee Yeon got up, taking a piece of paper. Picking up a brush from one of the pots. Dipping it into the ink. Holding his own wrist, he guided his hand into drawing down his words. Smooth and silk lines. Curiously you came peeking over his shoulder.

“What are you writing?” – you wondered as he hushed you into focusing. You stumbled back when he turned around. Holding his piece of paper proudly. You blinked a few times on purpose, reading from top to bottom. – “Mwo?” – you blurted out confused. – “It’s my promise to you.” – he responded going back to your shrine. He hung the promise on the wall. Bowing his head to your statue and portrait afterwards.

You followed him back outside. Waiting just that bit further away from the steps of your shrine. Where your limit was. Lee Yeon walked on to his sack. Picking it back up and throwing it over his shoulder. – “I’ll be back.” – he spoke with a determined nod. It made you smile. – “I’ll await you then.” – you responded.

Lee Yeon bowed to you before departing. Hiking back down the mountain. As written as promised, returned Lee Yeon not long after. Bearing appreciations. Keeping you company. Make sure your candles are lit and your prayers are all intact. Overtime he guided people to your shrine to send you well wishes and pray upon the good god.

Rewarding the gentle and optimistic god with well prayers for in return they would be blessed with well wishes and good luck. Lee Yeon and you spend much time together. Even when he was appointed God of the mountain. You enjoyed his company very much. Always looking forward to his visits.

Yet when a certain winter came, the visits took him longer to come. Having to wait longer for his sight. They became lesser and lesser. Each time waiting patiently for him at the steps of your shrine. The land covered in snow. Waiting for him to appear. The days became longer. The candles no longer burned. The warmth from the shrine had gone cold. A heart filling with sorrow and loneliness when there came no more visits. The shrine nothing more than a cold stamp in the mountains.

“Where are you going?” – Lee Yeon questioned. Approaching her from behind. Ji-a sighed loud, closing her notebook and tugging it away in her back pocket. – “Nothing for you to concern yourself with.” – she responded pulling out her phone. She moved it a bit around, trying to pin-point her location.

Lee Yeon looked along over her shoulder. Eyes widening as Ji-a’s finger hovered over a red dot on the map on her phone. He plucked the phone from her hand, moving it closer to his face. – “Ya!” – Ji-a called out annoyed. Going after him. Lee Yeon kept moving around as Ji-a had to circle after him to get her phone back.

Lee Yeon zoomed in on the map. – “Are you looking for Y/n’s shrine?” – he called out. Ji-a snatched her phone back when he had stopped walking around in circles. – “I heard some rumours about… wait you know her?” – Ji-a suddenly changed mid-way as his words had come fully through.

Lee Yeon nodded with a soft hum. Ji-a let her hand slap down on his arm. – “So you can take me!” – she called out with a demanding undertone. Lee Yeon looked briefly away. – “Maybe…” – he responded scratching his neck. Ji-a pulled at his arm, making him nearly tumble forwards.

“You are going to lead me to her shrine!” – her glare making the threat clear to him. He swallowed nervously upon her harsh look. He then rolled his eyes at her, moving past her. Ji-a moved happily before coming after him. – “So… what was this rumour you had heard?” – he asked curiously.

Intrigued what the rumour about you could be. – “That she has been trapped to that shrine and her bitterness is reflected in her wishes.” – Ji-a responded. Lee Yeon stopped firmly, Ji-a bumping against his back. In shock he turned around to her. – “That’s not true!” – he called out. – “Y/n her wishes only bring good fortune!” – he made clear that she was wrong.

Ji-a pulled her hands up. – “It’s just a rumour I have heard.” – she responded giving him a weird glance for taking it so personal. Lee Yeon looked offended, crossing his arms. – “You know nothing off her! She is nothing but kind and generous. That I can tell you.” – Lee Yeon spoke to make it clear to her. Afterall he knew you best. – “Shall we then?” – Ji-a gestured further up the hill.

Lee Yeon nodded taking the lead. Sensing that he started to get more nervous the closer he got up the hill. It has been a while since he had visited you. More than a hundred years. Letting his hand rub over his chest, he felt a bit uneasy. An ache in his heart that made itself aware to him once more. For having not come for all those years.

“How much further?” – Ji-as questioned with a groan of tiredness. – “Just a bit more. You can almost see the…” – he stopped himself pointing up. Yet his hand quickly lowered when there was not what he expected. Furrowing his brows, he felt uneasy that he couldn’t see the rooftops of your shrine. Normally he should be able to see them already. A wave of something bad overtook him. Making him sprint up the mountain.

“Lee Yeon!” – Ji-a called out, coming to run after him. He huffed and puffed, running up the hill. Coming to a sudden stop at the sight. His eyes wide with horror. The once beautiful shrine torn down. Barely anything left standing. Letting out a shocked breath, he dropped to his knees. Ji-a appeared on the hill out of breath. Catching her breath for a moment, before coming to join his side. Looking with wide eyes around as well.

His eyes widened even more upon remembering you. He hurried up to his feet, running over to the shrine. – “Y/n!” – he called out, lifting some wood up. Tossing it away to clear his way. – “Y/n!” – he shouted again. Eyes falling on the fallen prayers. Torn and broken.

Lee Yeon moved more wood aside, stepping over bricks from the rooftops to reach the shrine. – “Lee Yeon!” – Ji-a called out coming after him. Joining him into the shrine. Panting loud at the destruction of it. He hurried over to the alter, kneeling at the ripped portrait of you. – “I’m sorry.” – he whispered out, letting his hand brush over the rips.

His gaze then fell on a piece of paper, flapping with the soft wind. It made him reach out for it. Gently lifting a brick up to collect it. He only needed to read the first few words, knowing it was a promise. His promise. Ashamed he lowered his head that he had not visited you more sooner. Unable to withhold his promise.

Staring at the promise, it suddenly caught fire. Making him let go of it as it vaporized into thin air. – “What you seek here is long gone.” – he heard, making him turn his head. At the foot of the torn down shrine was you. – “Y/n!” – Lee Yeon called out, hurrying up to his feet to greet you. Running over rubble to reach you.

He wanted to reach and touch you, but stopped himself upon looking at you. All the bright colours from your robe were gone. Nothing but cold colours. – “Y/n?” – he spoke staring at your face. Seeing how the once ever so bright smile was gone. A neutral expression with barely anything of warmth or care in it.

“Lee Yeon… is that her?” – Ji-a spoke coming closer, stepping carefully over the rubble. You looked past him towards her. Expression hardening with a glare. Ji-a yelped loud when all the scattered around prayers caught fire. Vaporizing them from existence. Lee Yeon watched with worry.

You turned around stepping away from the rubble. – “Y/n!” – he said touching your arm. You moved your arm back, flinching from his touch. Sinking to the ground. You heard him approach, not wanting him near. Blaming him for carving in your heart. Lifting your chest up you let out a bone-chilling scream.

Making the mountains rumble. Lee Yeon moved his arm up to protect himself from the rubble swirling around. Hitting and cutting him all around. Screaming your lungs out till your last air. Falling forwards, hands setting on the ground, catching your breath.

Lee Yeon panted loud, slowly lowering his arms. He slowly got up watching you move to the side to come sit down on some rubble. – “Lee Yeon.” – Ji-a gasped out when he wanted to approach you again. Lee Yeon gestured to her to stay put. To keep her distance from him.

Lee Yeon slowly came to the front, kneeling before you. – “What happened Y/n?” – he asked. Your expression emotionless once more. – “We’re the ashes on the ground.” – you responded with apathy. – “Burning out, burning down.” – you continued staring beyond him. Eyes settled on him, but not seeing him.

Lee Yeon lowered his head with shame. – “I’m sorry… I’m sorry I didn’t keep my promise Y/n.” – he apologized, placing a hand on your knee. No reaction came from you. – “You’re sinking through the night.” – you told him in a monotone voice. – “Y/n please.” – Lee Yeon begged taking your hand firm in his. Begging you to be your old self again. 

Touching your cheek with a quick breath, he hoped to see some light in your eyes once more. – “Please…” – he repeated, hoping there was still something left inside of you. He lowered his head with a loud sob, when he couldn’t see anything in you.

Not responding. Remaining still, lost in yourself. His hand slid down, sobbing quietly at the loss of someone dear. Crying to the feeling of grief. Having lost you to loneliness and isolation. For it was his own fault not upholding a promise. A promise he had once made a long time ago.

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Read more of my fics on my Masterlists!

[bobaandasiandramas]

Masterlist

Tale of the Nine Tailed

The Truth Untold

Ki Yuri and Lee Rang stumble upon a female in danger but she’s more than she knows.

Parings: Lee Rang x F. OC (female reader - because I can’t get into y/n - so please feel free to insert yourself in)

Rating: M+

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

BTS

Find Rest for your Soul

Reader is found by Hoseok and rescue owner, Sejin. Y/n is a mysterious Omega with no real memories and is trying to understand the warnings in her head. What or who is after her?

Parings: BTSx F.Reader AxBxO Style

Rating: M+

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Potential WIPs

--BTS: Jungkook X F.Reader X Namjoon

Hospital setting - AU(?) . Jungkook is in the hospital with Y/N as his nurse he is definitely in good hands.

–Tale of the Nine Tailed: Lee RangXF.Reader - possible AU, maybe not

Yandere story. Lee Rang just can't get enough of Y/N

[abubbleina-void]

Fic lineup/Sale(?)

Fic title,

pairing/relationship type,

fic type

small summary, released order

That's my Wife

Darce!Steve Binder x Fem!Black!Reader

Slight crack, fluff, slight hurt/comfort

After the event of Kennedy being shot, Steve asks his wife, (Y/N), to help him. Not only is (Y/N) here to comfort herself and her husband, but to help Elvis make a rightful comeback. The group minus Steve is shocked at what she can do. order #2

UNTITLED

Benedict Bridgerton x Black!DG!Reader

crack, fluff, drama

Chronological order of events between (Y/N) and Benedict, where their relationship grows from strangers to possible lovers. Where Benedict love at first sight. (suggestive dialogue, sexual tension, reader is a boss ass butch). Up for grabs, dm for more information.

My Angel

Warren Worthington III x GN!Black!Reader

comfort, fluff, feel good, slight crack

Just a look into a much-needed comfort day between Warren and (Y/N), poor (Y/N) needs it after being overstimulated. Warren will always care for his partner, even if that means black-mailing people so that can make them mozzarella sticks. order #1

order completed!

Lookn' Sexy

Five Hargreeves x GN!Black!Reader

crack, slight angst, slight comfort

A reader insert for S3 ep3 instead this time reader isn't a Hargreeeves, extremely short, nonconfident, or that much a simp, not a basic Y/N. (no smut or extremely suggestive dialogue, five and reader are 17) order uncompleted, but posted for anyone to use as a blueprint(?).

UNTITLED

Kaz Brekker x Demigirl!Black!Heartrender!Reader

angst, slight comfort, slick crack

The reader uses she/they pronouns, has touch aversion, and has an established relationship. The reader is mute but uses sign language. There are mentions of the reader and Kaz's past trauma and scars. Google-translated Xhosa is used as the Gemini language but can be changed. Up for grabs, dm for more information.

Painted in Gold

Lee Rang x Fem!Black!Reader

Reader is a African princess who ran away(so original ik), reader can fight and use a gun, based in s2 of tail of the nine tailed fox, reader is the best friend and bodyguard/right hand to Ryu Hong-Joo. Up for grabs, dm for more information.

Hey..

Kendall Knight x Nonbinary!Black!Reader

crack & fluff

They/She pronouns for the reader. The reader is a music production assistant, reader and the boys are childhood friends that haven't seen each other in years, based on s1 ep1, based off the show. Up for grabs, dm for more information.

My Protector

Lee Yeon x Black!Sasin!Fem!Reader

crack, action, and fluff

The reader is a Tiger form Sasin(Baekho), the protector of West Korea, who represents Iron, Autumn, and the color white, a mythical being of worship. The reader is described as muscular with greyish locs and a pre-established relationship. the reader uses a baton/staff and takes place in s2 of the tale of the nine-tailed fox. Up for grabs dm for more information.

*I'm not a writer anymore, unfortunately. All of the works that aren't highlighted in green are up for grabs. DM me or leave a comment if you want it.*

[h0rnyshakespeare]

could you do a fantasy au with bakugou as a kitsune? you’ve just recently moved into a cottage in the woods to get away from your previous life, when you stubble across baku in a trap surrounded by hunters! you of course aren’t going to let some assholes hurt an innocent creature, so you devise a plan to get him free. you draw the hunter’s attention away from the caged baku, causing them to run off. you then get to baku, and are able to free him. though a slight problem, the hunters are coming back, and they see you messing with their ‘find.’ while you’re frozen in place, baku literally picks you up, and jumps into the trees, evading gunshots. he keeps you there until the hunters go away.

after all this drama, you start hanging out with the kitsune more and more. you two get closer as time goes on, and bakugou becomes more and more infatuated and protective of you. he’s touchier, softer, and overall more gentle with you. he even lets you touch his ears and tail. everything is all well and good when oh no, the hunters are back, and they’re out for revenge. while you’re at the cottage, they ransack your home, chasing you out into the woods. you’re sprinting, calling for bakugou as the hunters are gaining. just then, none other than the fox himself jumps in and beats the absolute shit outta the hunters. he then turns to you, worry as well as rage in his eyes. he sees they’ve hurt you, and that’s the final nail in the coffin for what he’s about to do. “Stay with me.” he pleads. “you don’t have a safe home anymore, and even if you did, i can’t promise your safety. i NEED you to be safe, okay. stay with me as my mate. i’ll hunt for you. i’ll protect you. anything, and you’ve got it.” you’re stunned. eyes wide, you ask him why. why does he care so much? nobody else ever did, so why does he, as powerful and as beautiful as he is. the answer isn’t as hard as you would think “it’s because i fucking love you...”

OKAY this is definitely long and more of a vent than anything but i think it’s so cute! just imagine cuddling with him as soft and as cute as he would be, hanging over you like a jungle cat. very nice, very nice indeed

kitsune!Bakugou x gn!reader (I couldn't think of a title, sorry)

Genre: Fantasy

Warnings: Swearing caz Bakugou, brief mentions of gunshots (that’s it I think?? But if there’s anything I missed please let me know)

Word Count: 2.5k

A/N: Tysm for requesting, this was such a cute idea! I’m sorry this took some time, exams are coming so my writing’s a little slow haha. I wrote this to be gn!reader but if anywhere implies otherwise please let me know :) And to everyone else who requested, I’m working on them!

Y/N: Your name

L/N: Last name

You had recently moved into a little cottage in the woods, not too far away from the main city, but enough to be away from the busy, commercial life you once lived. Others might disagree, but you felt more at peace among nature, like you were truly satisfied. You had never enjoyed living among many people, so you were excited to start your new life, out here in the woods. As you walked back to your cottage after taking a walk to familiarize yourself with your new surroundings, you heard a few voices up ahead. You groaned, not wanting to socialize with anyone, but before you could turn to take a different route to avoid whoever was there, you overheard one of the voices say, “We’re gonna get a fine amount of money for this creature’s fur, ya hear me? So make sure the trap is secure.” A couple of other voices mumbled in agreement. You frowned. Although you could not really make out what animal they had caught, you did know that whatever they were doing, it sounded illegal. You sighed. You did not want to confront anyone, but you made your way towards the voices. You saw three men surrounding a cage, holding… guns? “What have I gotten myself into?” you internally groaned, but it was too late to turn back now. “Um, excuse me?” you called out hesitantly. They turned at the sound of your voice, looking displeased. You smiled nervously. “Hi, um, it’s actually illegal to hunt in this area…” you trailed off, seeing their annoyance. “How would you know, you little punk? Go braid daisy crowns or whatever you do in this dump,” one of them sneered at you. You were slowly growing irritated, but you kept the smile on your face, determining to help whatever animal they had imprisoned. “Ok, well, I was going to let you know that if you walk a few miles from here, there is a hunting area. You guys aren’t the first hunters I’ve seen around here,” you lied through your teeth, trying to distract them to give you enough time to release the trapped creature. “If you check it out, I’ll forget I even saw you guys here, and no one will know that y’all were hunting illegally, ok? Plus, I’ve seen a lot of finer animals in that area.” “Maybe we should listen to her, boss,” one of the hunters said to the one who had spoken to you first. “I mean, it is just a fox, and if we’re caught…” he whispered the rest of his sentence to their leader, who in turn frowned. “Fuck, whatever. How far is the hunting area, kid?” he asked, the question directed to you. “Oh, um, about… 10 miles from here? In that direction,” you said, pointing. “You better not be lying to us,” the hunter glared at you, making you gulp. You tried to act nonchalant until they were out of sight, then immediately rushed to the trap. You gasped when you saw a beautiful fox with… tan, almost golden fur. You had never even heard of foxes that colour. The hunters were idiotic to listen to you and leave this amazing creature, but you were glad they did. The fox made a low, growling noise, snapping you out of your trance. “Ah, right, I’m sorry, I’ll let you out now, don’t worry,” you said, suddenly feeling stupid that you were conversing with an animal. You quickly set your attention onto setting it free. The trap looked complicated to deactivate, but you realized it was actually quite simple, and you managed to free the fox in no time. “There you go,” you smiled, “You’re free now.” Surprisingly, the fox lingered, studying you with beautiful carmine eyes. First tan fur, now red eyes? “You’re like something outta a fairy tale, huh? So pretty,” you said softly, gazing at it at wonder, when you heard distant voices shouting.

Crap. The hunters.

“You really thought you could fool us! There were no animals in that area!” “Ahaha fuck, I’m in trouble,” you murmured, thinking of a way to escape, when you remembered the fox was still here! “Hey uh, you really should get outta here-” you said, turning to find not a fox, but a man with fox ears and a- no wait, nine tails. Your eyes widened, freezing as you tried to process what just happened.

“Oi, dumbass, if you’re not gonna run they’re gonna get you, you know.”

“I- uhhh… well this is a weird dream,” you chuckled nervously. “Tch, idiot,” was all he said before picking you up bridal-style and running faster than the hunters could catch up. You felt something whizz past your ear. “HOLY FU- THEY’RE SHOOTING AT US!” you yelled, grabbing at the man’s collar. “Thanks for stating the obvious, dumbass!” he yelled back. “Now would you shut up so I can focus on not dying?” You quickly turned silent after that statement. Without warning the… man? fox? man fox?? suddenly took a huge leap into the trees, landing on a branch that somehow held his weight. You yelped, then quickly covered your mouth in order to keep quiet as you saw the hunters running past from underneath. “They’re gone now,” you heard the man speak as he set you down on the branch. The tree you both were on was sturdy, giving you a secure foothold. You turned to face him. “Uh, thanks for saving me back there, but I’m pretty sure you were a fox when I first saw you…?” “Tch. Humans really have gotten dumber over the past few years haven’t they. I’m a kitsune. Ya know what that is?” Your eyes widened. “A-a kitsune as in the ones in the fairy tales? The foxes who can shapeshift to humans, and have many tails…” you trailed off, feeling stupid that you had not noticed earlier. The kitsune smirked in response. “Yeah, and I have nine, meaning I’m the most powerful. You’re lucky I was there to save you.” “You saved me? Who was trapped in a cage, huh? If anything, you should be thanking me,” you huffed, annoyed. Who did he think he was? He said nothing, simply gazing at you with interest written all over the flaming pools of scarlet that were his eyes. You tried not to feel intimidated by them, not knowing what powers this creature possessed. You could not deny that he was beautiful as a human, alluring even, with blonde hair similar to his fox fur, and his body looked as if it were sculpted by gods. You gulped, forcing yourself to stop staring at all the scars scattering his bare chest. He smirked as if he knew exactly what you were thinking of, causing your face to heat up. “Where do you live, dumbass? I’m sure you can’t climb down trees.” You rolled your eyes, embarrassed that he was right. “Not far from here, I’ll manage.” “Don’t be ridiculous,” was all he said before he lifted you in his arms again, leaping to the ground and taking you home in no time. “I didn’t even give you directions,” you said, confused. He sighed. “I could smell your scent from here. Why do you live in the middle of the forest?” “Caz I want to??” you said. “That’s weird,” he responded. “Don’t you live here too though?” you retorted. You saw a smirk flicker briefly on his face before being replaced again with his bored expression. “I’ll see you around then, dumbass.” He said, turning to leave. “Wait!” you called out, immediately regretting it. Why’d I do that? But there was no time to question your actions as he looked at you, eyebrow raised. “Uh, I-I just wanted to know your name,” you said a little breathlessly. “Katsuki Bakugou,” he said, never breaking eye contact. “Bakugou, huh? Well, I’m Y/N L/N,” you replied. Bakugou shrugged. “I’ll be leaving then dumbass.” You huffed. “I literally just told you my name!” “And?” was all he said, before vanishing through the foliage of trees. You exhaled slowly, feeling a little disoriented. You had so many questions but decided not to think too much of the day’s events, instead opting for relaxing in your new home.

The next day, you decided to just hang out at home, yet you could not get the kitsune out of your mind, making you frustrated. “Ah, fuck it,” you mumbled, before heading out. You were not sure where you were going, but you walked in the same direction you did yesterday. “What are you doing this you idiot? What if the hunters find you again?” you thought, yet your body did not listen, continuing to walk in the same path. You did not run into anyone on the way. Unfortunately, that included Bakugou. You decided to just sit down under a tree and read the book you had brought with you. You had been peacefully reading for a while, the sounds of the forest soothing to you ears.

“Well fancy seeing you here.” You whipped your head at the sound of his voice. You saw the fox with tan fur you rescued yesterday. “Bakugou?” He transformed into his human form, grinning as he did so. “So, what’re you doing here, dumbass? Missed me?” You rolled your eyes. “You wish. I came here to relax for a bit.” “Whatever you say, dumbass. What’re you reading?” You showed him your book, causing him to snort. “What?” you asked, slightly irritated. What was his deal? “Your taste is so bland, I’m not surprised.” “Fuck off,” you responded. “As if you’ve ever even touched a book before.” “I have,” Bakugou said, raising his eyebrows. “Didn’t peg you as the type to read,” you said, getting back to your book. “Is that all modern-day kitsunes do these days?” Bakugou shrugged. “I’ve never met any others here.” You looked back at him, surprised. “So… you’re alone?” “Tch. I just prefer to be by myself.” You nodded. “Me too.” “Pfft, you? You look like someone who would love being around people, with how much you talk and all.” You glared at him. “And this is exactly why I like being on my own.” He raised his arms. “I guess I’ll leave then. Since you seem to really hate company, right dumbass?” “My name is not dumbass, it’s Y/N. Why’re you so rude?” you hissed. You were met with silence when you realized he had left. You could not believe you actually came out all this way just to talk to him, only for him to randomly leave mid-conversation. You huffed, shifting your position to get more comfortable. “I’m still here you know.” You jumped, hearing his voice from above you. “What the hell?” He snorted in amusement. “You really think you could get rid of me that easily, dumbass?” You rolled your eyes, but inside you felt secretly happy that he had stayed, and you hated it. “You’re so annoying,” you retorted, turning a page in your book, yet somehow not really seeing the words. It was quiet for a while, before Bakugou jumped back down to the ground, sitting next to you. “Read that for me,” he said in a tone unlike his usual one. “What?” “You seem to like this trash so much, so read it,” he said, making himself comfortable. You sighed. “Fine.”

And so began the afternoons you would spend with him. Every day, you would meet him under the same tree and read. Sometimes he would fall asleep next to you, exposing a more soft and vulnerable side of him, contrasting to his normally brash and rough personality. It was pretty sweet, and over time, your feelings for him only grew. You were not sure, but you felt that he too had become softer and gentler around you as time went on. He even let you pet his ears, blushing whenever you did so, trying to hide his flusteredness behind his colourful words. He even went as far as falling asleep on your lap in wolf-form, making you happy he could trust you with the more vulnerable side of him.

You were at home, about to leave to meet Bakugou, when you heard some commotion outside. You were about to check when you heard the door break open. “Find them!” you heard a loud voice say. Your blood ran cold. The hunters? Why were they so set on revenge? You heard something break as they stormed through your house. Before you could grab something to defend yourself, one of them burst into your room, causing you to freeze. “There you fucking are,” he said moving towards you, blocking the exit. Thinking fast, you opened the window next to you and jumped out. Thankfully, it was close to the ground, so you easily picked yourself up and you ran, not daring to look back, but you heard them shouting and running after you. You sprinted down the familiar path, calling for Bakugou as you did. “Goddammit, where are you Bakugou?” you yelled as the hunters gained on you, when-

“The HELL you fuckers think you’re doing, HAH?”

You had never felt so relieved to hear his voice. “Bakugou!” “Stay behind me,” was all he said before going absolutely feral. He beat them up in no time, then watched as they ran away in terror. When he made sure they were gone, he turned to you, anger dissipating, his eyes filled with worry. “You ok?” You nodded weakly, then raised your arm, showing him the wound you had gotten when one of the hunters had shot at you. “It’s not bad, don’t worry. The bullet didn’t hit me, just grazed my skin.” “Shit,” Bakugou cursed as he took your arm in his hand, examining it. “That’s definitely more than a fucking graze.” “It’ll heal, I’m good at first aid,” you said. Bakugou looked at you, incredulous. “Dumbass, this needs more than first aid, are you really that stupid? Don’t move,” he said as his hands began to glow. He positioned them above your wound, using his power to heal you. “Thanks, Bakugou,” you said when he was done. “Really, I appreciate everything.” “Katsuki,” he said, not looking at you. “Huh?” you said, confused. “Call me Katsuki, dumbass.” A playful smile made its way on your lips. “Sure, when you call me Y/N.” He chuckled, then looked at you with a serious gaze. “I want you to stay with me.” You looked at him, dumbfounded. “W-What? What do you mean?” “Your home isn’t safe anymore. Those hunters could come back anytime, I went easy on them. I need you to be safe, Y/N, I-” he ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. “What would’ve happened to you if I wasn’t there? Just… please, become my mate Y/N. I’ll do anything for you, I’ll hunt for you, protect you, anything you want.” You were stunned, trying to process what he had just asked. “Y-You want me to be your… your mate? Why? And why would someone like you care so much about someone like me when no one really ever has?” He blushed, looking away to glare at the grass. “Fuck, I don’t know, maybe it’s caz I fucking love you, dumbass.”

[natasha10273]

N..no no NO!!

Warnings: swearing homophonic old terms (dyke,leso, hore and more) violences ,fighting blood  

Coming out to abusevie mother and then your unknown powers come to the surface

:paring fem reader x wanda :

“What the fuck!! First you make my husband leave and now your some fucking dyke” your mother yells at you as she raises her fist up to you and punches your face “I should left you on the fucking streets you fucking homo” *hit* “I should of left you at fucking hydra” *hit*

Little did your mother know the powers within you start to show you start to hear there voices again the muffled low female one and the booming low loud one

“lasă-ne să ieșim e timpul și/n” (let us out it’s time. y/n)

You keep your eyes closed while getting hit and then your mother throws you to the wall and grips your throat making it difficult to breath

“You deserve to die you fucking homo”

Then you start to see black spot around you and your mothers voice starts to be distance and muffled and then your eyes roll back and your body shake

“lasă-ne să mergem creatură” (let us go creature) your voice mixed with an unfamiliar one with you, you blink and your eyes change colour on fully white the other semi black semi glossy gray colour you reach out and water wraps around your mothers throat and starts to choke her

“am fost ascunși de mult timp acum suntem liberi putem controla acest corp de vase și putem prelua această lume și altele care vor veni prima noastră victimă, tu vei muri din mâinile noastre”.

(We have been hidden for a long time now we are free we can control this body of vessels and we can take over this world and others that will come our first victim, you will die from our hands)

the unfamiliar voice witch is now mixed with a low male voice then you get fire in your palm and the water disappears making your mother gasp for air

“cu aceasta vei muri din mâini” ( with this you will die from our hands)

-THE AVENGERS POV-

“Why is this meeting called for eye?” Natasha says sitting in her chair

“well we just got word that there is an enhanced personal roming free possible that missing person from that hydra base all of you looked into agent hill put the files up on the screen please”

Your file pops up on the screen

-FILE NUMBER 2491-

NAME: Y/N M/N L/B

SUBJECT NUMBER: 2491

AGE: UNKNOWN

D/O/B: Y/D/1980

POWERS: the nine tale fox, all element control and has Raava within her

“What the hell is the nine tailed fox?” Wanda says looking Nick

“Well let me show you agent hill bring the paper up about the nine tailed fox please”

On the screen

-The Nine-Tailed Demon Fox (九尾の妖狐, Kyūbi no Yōko) is the most powerful out of all nine of the tailed beasts; a single swipe from just one of its nine tails can create tsunamis and flatten mountains. Currently he is in Human Form and calls himself Kori (狐狸 Kori).-

“So we are dealing some fucking demon and element bender person?”

“Don’t that tony” Wanda snaps back at tony

“Yes you are mr stark and she doesn’t know about these powers of her hydra made so that her powers would loosen up the older she got so I’m guessing we should hurry up and get her back here and get her on side got it?” Everyone nods “alright she should be in her ‘house’ be careful the mother is with hydra but by the things I’ve been told her powers are starting to take control so hurry up and get out there team go!”

Everyone rushes out and suits up and goes to where your house is where your just standing out the front holding your mother by her hair

“VOI VOI MORI CA VOI OAMENII NE-A LUAT DIN FAMILIA NOASTRĂ”

(YOU WILL DIE LIKE YOU PEOPLE TOOK US FROM OUR FAMILY AND KILLED THEM)

Your voice mixed with the other two voices yell and then you bring your hand up and throw your mother and bend some stone out of the ground and punch at the air that’s hits your mother into someone’s house you teleport behind her and kick her towards the team of avengers the lifeless rolls on the ground in front of them you walk towards them the three marks across your cheeks are more noticeable now and tony steps out first

“hello there miss we are good guys so-”

you bend and make stone tightly clasp around tony making his suit break and not work and then Steve walks forward slowly he put his shield down and shows his hands

“we can talk about miss can we know your name?”

Your body tenses up but you look at everyone then you see in the corner of your eye Hawkeye with his bow drawn you teleport to him and bend larva into your hands and harden them and start fight him you hit him to the ground and bend some metal to hold him down then stand up with your right side (the side with the eye with glossy gray and black eye -the nine tails ‘side’-) that side of your face skin is starting to melt with the marks on your face being very noticeable now you run and claw at the walls and roofs and drop down behind Steve and knock him out the wrap him and metal to hold him down and then there was Natasha and Wanda left Natasha runs at you and you two start to fight while Wanda try’s to get into your head after attempt she sees the nine tail and gasp as she see  Kurama with Raava chained up with their negative sides standing over them and then she sees you chained up in the middle of a pool of something in the air (like how Korra was when she got poisoned) with your head down low then Kurama (bad side) sees her and roars at her and scars Wanda to point where she screams in real time and shakes while Natasha and you keep fighting and Clint gets free and shots an arrow at you that shocks you making you fall unconscious but Nat catches you

“what did you see Wanda?” “T..the nine tails and R..Raava a..and her s..she lost control a..and those two within her are chained down in her s..same with her”

Clint and Nat look at each other confused and scared “cmon we need get her to her med and to the tower” Clint nods his head and frees tony and tony grabs Steve shield and helps Steve up and they go to the tower

“Bruce get a bed ready for y/n!”

“Okay” Bruce gets a bed ready as Natasha rushes in with you in her arms as Wanda isn’t that far behind her Nat places you on the bed “her thoughts are to loud Nat” Wanda whispers “what’s she saying?”

-in your thoughts-

-k- what the hell was that?!

-y- I don’t know I can’t wake up!

-R- will you two calm down we are in some room

-y- w..we are back t..there n..no no no NO NO

-out of you thoughts-

“Bruce stop don’t strap them down”

“Bu-“

“I said don’t there scared all three of them are”

Nat gets what is going on

“is there a female doctor on hand could we get her in?” Bruce nods his head and walks out Wanda grab your hand and puts her forehead to yours and gets into your head

-in your thoughts-

Wanda appears

-Y- n..no please s..stay away I’m sorry

-W- hey hey it’s okay I’m a good guy okay I’m Wanda or the scarlet witch what’s your names?

-y- I..I’m

-k- how did you get into her head?

-w- well that’s one of my abilities I’m similar to you in someways like I’ve got abilities I’m the scarlet witch

-R- so your the one who gave me life

-w- w..well yes and no the scarlet witch is within me like you two are within u..um what’s your name

-y- Y…Y/N

-w- nice to meet you y/n so yeah you two live within y/n like the scarlet witch is in me

-R&K- ohhhhhhhhh

-R- oh by the way I’m Raava and this is Kumar but Kumar will warm up to you so just take your time with him

-W- okay so like I was saying we are the good guys okay?

-you fade out in thin air-

-R- okay but I’ll just tell you something okay? Before y/n went loose with her powers um her mother triggered them in a bad way her mother was very very abusevie to her both sober and drunk okay so take your time with her if you hurt her we will both hurt you got it?

Wanda nods her head on disbelief but understands

-k- now get out of here witch

-Wanda gets out of your head and smiles softly at you as you slowly start to wake up-