HEEEYYY! (Awkward wave) So I haven't done anything on this site but read for like years. I'm really sorry about that, that is if anyone really reads my stuff anymore. But I'm really picky about what and when I write about, it honestly all depends if I get bored enough to write nowadays. Or if I'm hit with a sudden inspiration and I just have to write it down. But here I am to bless you with my improved writing, and I swear it has improved.
But anyway, here's how this story is going to work. It's going to kinda be like those Tumblr blogs you see, you know the ones you can submit requests about a character and what you want to be done, stuff like that. I'll be doing that on here only because I have no idea how to set it up on Tumblr, and plus I think I'll have a smaller about of requests if I do it on here. Yeah...
Anyways, a few rules and general heads up with my writing style, when it comes to this.
I will not do reader inserts that have (F/N)(L/N) (H/C) (E/C) so on so forth, I think you get my point. Reason being is I myself find this a very annoying to read and write. It just bugs me as a writer to see something like this, I honestly don't read reader inserts like this unless I am really desperate for something to read, and even then it's painful to read. There are better ways to do stuff like this and I'm going to do it the better way.
I won't be doing smut. I'll do really suggestive things and dark themes and stuff like that, but not outright smut. Sorry, it's not that I don't enjoy a good smut, it's just I don't think I'll be able to write a good smut scene. Sorry...
Seeing as FF is not really meant for request stuff like Tumblr is I am sorry if I ever miss anyone requests. I am a 21 almost 22-year-old women who go to college full time and works part time so I won't always be able to do them all.
If you want to request a romance story or any story you want with an insert character you will have to state what gender prefix or label or whatever you wanna call it. Be it male female or neutral you're going to have to state what you want to be done. It's not that I'm going to say no to your request if you do something I don't like, it's just that I tend to write everything as if it's going to be a girl character paired up with a male character, and a female character with a male. It's not that I don't like the gays it's just not something I normally write and read so, you're going to need to be specific on it if you want it. And if you're not specific about it I'll end up doing what every I really think of when I'm working on your request.
This is not just for romance one-shots and stuff like that, It's for whatever really, if you want a short writing of a certain character Enma acting like a mafia boss I'll do it. If you want to see Hibari acting protective over his significant other I'll do it. Whatever it be I'll do it. I'm looking at this as a challenge to my writing skills and imagination really so bring it on.
If I feel uncomfortable about your request and feel like it is inappropriate to write I will message you with a reason with a sorry. I have my limits and I know them and I will state them outright.
Well, I think I've rambled one enough, If there is any changes to this set rule/guideline thing I will post it, I'm not sure really. But for now I'll leave it at the start of this and I'll cross that bridge when I get there. For the first few chapters, I have a few things already written out from a test thing I did for this one Tumblr blog but they had never gotten back to me about picking up some requests so I'll use them here. Without further ado please enjoy this joyous adventure.
PS: I don't own KHR.
"Many foxes grow gray, but few grow good." - Benjamen Franklin
You adjusted the large floppy sun hat to sit more firmly on the top of your head. It was one of the warmer days in Dublin surprisingly seeing as it was almost fell. But you weren't complaining, this gave you a chance to window shopping one last time before it became too cold for you. It was also a nice time to finally wear a new outfit that you bought last week. It was one of your more flowy pieces, with a long dark blue skirt that had a thick leather belt that wrapped tightly around your midsection. It was flowy and with each step, you took you felt the soft see through material that made the outer layer brush against your bare ankles. It made you feel like twirling in circles just to watch the fabric fan out around you. The shirt you decided to pair it up with was a cream colored tank top. You had accessorized with wedges with blue straps, a brown leather bag, and a wooden necklace.
You hummed happily, feeling confident with your choice of clothing. It was going to be a good day today.
Just as that thought passed through your mind you suddenly felt a large calloused hand snatch one of your swinging arms and jerk you back into an alleyway you were passing.
"Ah!" You squeaked out when one of your ankles twisted at a weird angle because of the sudden side motion. You stumbled back into the rough brick wall of one of the buildings, scraping your bare arm. Looking up at the culprit that rudely jerked you out of your happy thoughts. "What the heck was that for?" You demanded the man that was still gripping your arm in a death grip. He was a tall man in his late twenties if you had to guess, dark messy hair. five o'clock shadow, and bright blue eyes. A heartthrob if you had met him in a more polite fashion, but no, this one had made your shit list.
"I'm sorry for the rude and hasty introduction but there is no time for a proper greeting." A light Russian accent colored his hastily spoken words. "My name is Isaac and you must follow me and do exactly as I say okay?" He asked as he started to drag you down further into the alleyway towards where a dark car with tinted windows was parked.
"NO! Not okay! What the hell is this? Get off me!" You shouted and tugged at your arm in an attempt to shake his grip off, but his grip held strong.
"I'm sorry Ma'am but like I said there is no time to explain, all you need to know is that you are in great danger and I am here to help you." He explained without looking back at you.
"Here to help me?! It's more like you're the one that's the danger to me! HELP!" You screamed as you reached down with your other hand to grasp his middle finger and pulled it back as far as you could. This was the wrong way to use this move but you couldn't remember how they had shown you how to get out of a death grip from the front, and you had to do something. Though your attempt to get free was not successful. "SOMEONE HELP! RAPE! KIDNAP!" You shouted at the tops of your lungs.
"Oh...What do we have here?" A calm deep voice sounded from behind you. At the sound of another person caused a deep rush of relief passes through you. You weren't going to be taken away by this weird and rude man. Speaking of the man he had frozen mid-stride, the abrupt stop had caused you to bump into his broad back. He slowly turned his head to look behind you. His once tan features were now a sickly white, his bright blue irises were now a barely visible rim surrounding his blown pupils. A thin layer of sweat had gathered on his forehead where a vein now bulged out in fear.
You too turned your head to look behind you. Standing there in an all white Italian cut suit was your savior. He was tall, and a shockingly head of white hair despite his young age. His eyes were a beautiful shade of violet that matched his button up shirt and tie. He looked like an angel except for the wide fox-like a smile that painted his lips and the strange glint that shown in his eyes.
"Why Issac, if I hadn't known any better I would say you were trying to steal my sweet flower away from me." The angelic man purred. His voice was light and airy but had a threatening undertone to it. His head cocked to the side his eyes squinted shut, turning his polite smile to a frightening one. "That is against the rules you know. No one is to touch my flower except for me. And you know very well what happens to people who break the rules." His lavender eyes cracked open, the fox-grin still persistent as the day.
"I'm sorry Byakuran-sama." The Japanese title sounded weird mixed with a Russian accent to you. But you were too freaked out to ponder the odd combination. You had no idea what was going on. Angel man had called you his flower, and yet you have never met him before this day. And despite your inability to remember a face, you could never forget meeting someone with that hair and eye color combination.
"Byakuran, we have to get going it's almost time." Suddenly another voice spoke from behind the white haired man.
"Oh, is it that time already?" Byakuran gave a giggle, which was odd to hear from a grown man. "Why don't you take my flower to the car while I deal with Isaac here, Sho-chan." As told a redheaded man with glasses stepped out from behind Byakuran. He smoothly walked forward and grabbed you by the arm leading you to the car to the end of the ally.
You were too shocked on what had conspired to make any objections about being dragged off by a stranger once again. All you had known was that was the day you had met the devil who had gone by the name of Byakuran. That day you had met the man that says that he has known you for your whole life while you knew not of him. Each time you think back to the encounter and his explanations your head started to pound in confusion. But in the end, you had met the man that you love, so you couldn't really complain much.