#kda x reader

you were always.. different than the other demons

for example, they'd complain about gwima's constant whispers and you just stare at them like .. "?? what whispers?"

you were always interested in human things – their cultures, food, friendship, music

it captivated you, even to the point where you started to stop taking souls as you grew empathy for their lives

eventually, you decided to escape and join the human world, enjoying life unlike any demon's ever experienced before !!

it's actually how you met k/da in the first place, through some auditions with ahri

she interviewed you personally, figuring out what you wanted out of this experience, until you admitted you just wanted to write music. she looked into the messy papers you scratched on since you had appeared on the surface. they were in korean, but a strange dialect of korean that seemed old – ancient. some lines were stale, copied from the radio or some songs her seniors had sang before until she got to the paper furthest in the back.

i'm alive, but i'm dead?

listen to my voice in your hear my voice crawling in your ear up in your head??? i regret it all now note: that's dumb

watch it fill you full of dread until you go (grrra pow!)

it caught her attention – your intelligible writings and mysterious margin drawings. combined with your question answers being fascinated with life as if you had never lived before, claiming a lack of proper training but being a natural dancer and singer, and your far away look as if you were thinking of another life that was centuries old, she couldn't put her finger on it but.. you intrigued her. enough to get a second interview. then a trainee card. and eventually, a debut date.

you were put together in the final lineup of k/da as their producer and sub rapper officially

but you did a little bit of everything – leading to your label as the all-rounder

even sharing your lyrics with them blew them away everytime, and you took incredible time recording demos behind the scenes

in fact, your stage name came from your past

it came from 달아나다 (dal-a-na-da), meaning to run away from something undesirable – like your life under gwima

but you had something solid now – this idol life, friends who loved you, and adorable fans !

but one late night in the studio, you had a thought plaguing you

why be free on the surface but secretive to your closest friends ? it broke your heart, keeping your secret from those you loved the most

so, you admitted your past to them, revealing your marks to them and everything

you feared it would change everything between you .. but you didn't want to hide anything from them any longer

but it had been so long since you met that they knew they could trust that you had changed

and they took it upon themselves to protect your image at all costs

and they always reassured you that they'd always love you – whenever you needed it

akali even came up with the idea to say that your markings were tattoos you got in celebration of your debut since they were similar to her jacket in POP/STARS – which made you giggle

and when you started to reveal them more to fans, a fellow girl group took a major notice

"RUMIIIII!!" a high pitched squeal came as hands blasted against rumi's door. when the purple haired leader opened her door, her fellow members pressed their phones into her face immediately. "did you see k/da's comeback photoshoot!?"

"no? i didn't know it was out already!" rumi was actually the biggest fan of k/da in huntrix. she'd always talk about you being her major influences when it came to seniors she looked up to. she would've pulled out her own phone to look, but the look in mira's face started to worry her. "you two don't.. look excited." they shared a look before showing her your photos – arms out and markings wrapping your arms like vines. it was the most skin you ever really showed, and now? they understood why. "she's.."

"a demon, too." mira spoke the quiet part aloud. rumi looked down at her own arms where her markings sparkled from the effects of the honmoon. lots of thoughts went through her head. you were her bias, after all. were.. you just like her? part demon and forced to hide it all this time? "do you guys think she's.. yknow.. like the sajas?"

"no!" rumi's voice came out more surprised than she meant it to. she cleared her throat. "no.. we.. we shouldn't get the wrong idea. what if.. she's like me? or.. like jinu?" there was a shared silence between the three at the mention of his name, before a notification came up on zoey's phone.

"guys? their new ep just dropped."

when villain came out , everyone was stunned by the darker lyrics

you went to ahri with the old lyrics that impressed her back in 2018

you dug into your memory – your history with the life you hid away and finally finished those lyrics

your members took a lot of care in following your demo exactly to carry out the story you wanted to carry out through "villain"

even in the music video, you were listed as one of the creative directors

there you go, k/da's all-rounder <3

much like the concept video, the mv was mostly shrouded by shadows – representing how you had put that past behind you

you were even surrounded by chains and were trying follow small flickers of light like you were trying to escape the dark, even though you sang like you were cocky and proud

until the very end when you preformed the final chorus in the sunrise, owning your past and acknowledging how you've changed like how the night changes into the day

at least .. that's what you've explained in interviews

huntrix were more in awe of you than before

the story you carried out was analyzed by fans everywhere and huntrix understood what you conveyed perfectly

to the point that they just HAD to know more from you specifically

in the building of the inkigayo music show, you sat on the iconic stairs, posing as your fellow member, evelynn, bent over to get your best angles before she was called for makeup. the second she waved to leave, the clicking of excited heels came up towards you. you bowed, the trio scrambling to do the same.

"um.. let us introduce ourselves!" the girls beside her lined up as they made a cross pattern with their 4-shaped fingers. "2, 3 – don't miss! hello, we are huntrix!"

"ah, huntrix! congratulations on your comeback." your acknowledgement made them giddy.

"thank you, 선배님 (sunbaenim/senior)!!" the purple haired one giggled. "um, i'm rumi! this is zoey and mira," the two waved with uncontained giddiness at their individual mentions, "and we're just.. huge fans! and we actually uh.. had a question for you.. about your tattoos." you cocked your head at them, hands instinctively going to touch your arms. rumi slid her jacket down off her arm, revealing rainbow shimmering marks – much like yours. your eyes met in a kind of ... soft acknowledgement. one full of vulnerability and empathy.

your staff called you back for makeup at the worst time

you two exchanged numbers immediately before having to go on stage and await your score reveal

it was strange meeting someone else like you up here

you felt seen, yet sympathetic for what rumi might have gone through

she didn't tell you her story, but you knew it was hard

but huntrix cheered extra loud when they announced that your comeback knocked SPF100 out of the park <3

you always knew your music touched listeners worldwide, but you never thought someone would get your true message until rumi

after the awards, you and huntrix decided to meet up as soon as possible

you were invited to their penthouse that weekend

they never told you how they scrambled to clean up for the entire 24 hours before you showed up though

you three talked for hours, sharing stories and feeling heard by someone else for the first time in a long time

especially rumi .. you noticed how she would always stare at your marks

when you described your escape from gwima, they told you how brave you are

and, affectionately, how awesome their senior is <33

"wow.. so you literally crawled out of hell. cool." mira stared at you from the other side of the couch, those normally dark eyes sparkling with awe.

"super cool!!" zoey piped up. "that must've been so scary!! have a lot of demons wanted to leave? or.. were you the first? did you have friends that wanted to come with? do demons have friends? was there–" the pillow that hit her arm cut her off, a glairing look and a nervous smile coming from her leader. you smiled reassuringly.

"sorry about all the questions. we've just never.. talked to someone about this before." she rubbed her hands across her arms. you leaned forward, your hands on hers as she looked up at you. your markings blended with hers. you smiled comfortingly.

"and you think i have?" you sighed. "my members barely know my old life because it was so hard to explain. you all know about demons and hunters, gwima and the honmoon – trying to explain it all to them makes me sound like i'm crazy. this is as healing for me as it is for you... i'm just glad i can be a resource for.. my younger sisters." you chuckled. rumi held your hands gently.

"...thank you for letting us talk with you, 선배님 (sunbaenim/senior)."

"please, call me 언니 (unnie/older sister). and.. my real name." you kept it secret from the public, in fear gwima would send your fellow demons after you to bring you back. your k/da sisters only ever called you by your name off camera to protect you, as well. dahlia was your stage now as much as it was your cover name. now? this trio was sitting around you comfortingly, your heart getting deja vu from when you met your own members. that feeling of a new home.

Indoor dates; Aphelios, Akali, Senna, Yasuo

They choose to spend their valentines day with you indoors; either because they simply prefer it that way, or just want to spend it alone with you ⎯ away from the eyes of onlookers who are desperate for gossip.

Aphelios and Yasuo are introverts at heart, so being away from people is like a blessing to them both. How they'd choose to spend the day with you depends on the current mood they're feeling, for example: wanting to do something that doesn't require much work like watching a movie is one of the go-to's he'd do for valentines. Or on the more rarer occasions where he's wanting to feel genuine and sincere, he'd take some time off idol work to compose a personal song for you ⎯ one that isn't technically sung by him (most likely asked one of their members to sing in his steed) but can be used for karaoke, or background music during dinner.

Akali and Senna are the same as the other two ⎯ both being introverted but also not really? In the pre-tense of it she simply has a hard time getting along with people but would put up some sort of effort when it comes to you. However on this day, she'd much prefer to spend it alone with you. The list on what you would do with her varies on the basics of what most couples do on this day: movies, snacks, dinner, etc. I feel like in a way, Akali would want to spend valentines like how regular couples would ⎯ setting aside her role as an idol.

Outdoor dates; Kayn, Sett, K'Sante, Evelynn, Kai'Sa, Ekko

Kayn and K'sante are the types who'd want to make this day as memorable as he can for you; spending however much money he can offer to spoil you for the whole day. Though I can only imagine for Kayn he'd chooses to spend his money on bringing you to a concert that both you and him have been waiting to attend, whereas for K'Sante he's the type that'll carry all the bags you've bought and take you to a fancy restaurant to dine in.

^ You can also say this would be something Evelynn would also do for you, in terms of taking you out and spoiling you, then bringing you somewhere fancy. She has the power to do so, so why not use it to her advantage, no? At the end of it all you'd both be sitting in a high view building, watching as the city lights coat the streets before calling it a night with sweet kisses and longing words to each other.

^^ Kai'sa somewhat doing the same as what Kayn did, however, instead of just attending 'a' concert ⎯ she'd be giving you tickets to hers and her group's concert instead (i'm sorry idrk how to write for her)

Sett on the other hand is taking you on a walk. Yes, a walk. Varying between places like parks or a walk down the streets ⎯ to taking you on a hiking trip to the mountains. Of course he isn't gonna force you to keep climbing when you're getting tired, but instead of taking a break by sitting down somewhere, he'd continue the walk with you on his back or shoulders. To him it's a win-win situation: You get to rest for a bit, while he continues to walk and show you the amazing view of the place AND technically speaking, this would count as a workout for him, right? I will say at the end of it all, he'd have at least one or two things prepared when the walk is over (your gift).

Ekko is a man who's lived in the street since he was a kid; dealing with hardships and whatnot through out his life already, he'd hope to at least spend one of these days, this day in particular, where he can spend money on you. That's his wish, and with the amount he earns as a Idol ⎯ well, i guess you can say a part of his wish did come true.

A mix between both; Ezreal, Yone, Ahri, Qiyana

In the case of becoming hit stars, and especially being the fans' faves; Ezreal and Yone's schedule are so packed, they have to plan their valentines day to be both indoors and outdoors. For Yone it'd be indoors > outdoors, starting his valetines indoors first because there were still some things he needed to check over before going outdoors with you to spend the rest of your valentines day with him. Ezreal's valentines, however, started off with an outdoor date in mind but then switched to indoors the moment fans caught sight of him and he had to cancel it all ⎯ making him somewhat depressed for the most part because he tried so hard to make this day perfect for you both, but seeing as it was still a day you can spend together, outdoors or not, he's happy as long as he's with you.

^ The same can be said for Ahri, she has plenty of fans who'd want to talk and take pictures of her when she's outside so the outdoor date she had in mind suddenly turned indoor the moment fans caught wind of her activities.

“a-ahri…” you can hardly from the syllables of her name with the effort it takes to remain composed. you want to reach up and pull her down to kiss but she had your wrists above your head, tightly pinned against the desk. she has never taken you this roughly before, and certainly not in her office; although you have mentioned it to her, she thought it was unprofessional to do such things in there.

she scissors her fingers, thrusting knuckle deep inside you that has you crying out. but you shouldn’t be complaining so much, she is beautiful like this, place cheeks flushed, eyes narrowing in concentration as she fingers you with speedy, feverish pumps of her hand.

“silly girl, you are mine.”

so, this was what it was all about. you were just right outside of her office when one of the sound guys approached you with some intimate question. it as clear now that her roughness is a sigh of possession, she wants to mark you, make you hers, though whether it’s more of a reminder to her or you, you weren’t sure.

“only y-yours..!”

she grins at your statement, she knew you were obedient, but it still gave her that sense of ownership over you that no words could describe just the flutters in her stomach when you said it.

you give her a small, flushed smile. it was exciting to see this harsher side of her, you’d be lying if you said that being treated roughly by the lead singer of the popular group that k/da wasn’t something that crossed your mind more often that it should have.

“When I get back we can spend as much time as you’d like together.”

AHRI’S WORD TOOK THE FORM OF A SMOOTH PROMISE that had you incapable of looking away from where she stood across room, not that you would want to. It was one she had yet to break and you doubted she ever would if the span of time since the two of you met had anything to say about it. Hidden within it was a small apology that you only picked up on because you knew her well enough to hear it, but if you knew her any less then you would have surely missed it. She shrugged one of her many luxury jackets on over her shoulders as she spoke, pulling pink-tipped hair from beneath it with a simple flick of a manicured hand and letting it cascade down her back. 

Brilliant blue eyes outlined by sleek eyeliner and a modest amount of sparkles peered behind her to hold your gaze captive through strands of blonde. It was a shame that she’d have to hide her makeup behind cute sunglasses after she spent an appalling amount of time perfecting each line and swipe of her brush and dab of her egg-shaped sponge, but it wasn’t a thought you lingered on for long. Her heels clicked against the tiles and became louder the closer she got with each steady and practiced step, taking long but patient strides across the room until she was right behind where you sat. Her arms slithered over your shoulders until they knit together over your chest and you could practically feel her lipstick staining your skin with each kiss pressed to your cheeks.

You were sure the position wasn’t comfortable by any means, but she didn’t say anything about it nor did her face betray her if it was digging painfully into her torso. You could feel her vibrate against your back in the form of a rumbling purr resonated through one ear, a light breeze brushing against the back of your legs from what you suspected to be her tails wagging. The instinct to turn your head away had ceased sometime ago (when specifically, you weren’t sure) and instead was replaced with a smile, but it didn’t fail to ignite a comforting warmth deep within your stomach that reminded you of many things: I’m yours. You mean everything to me. I love you.

You weren’t sure how long you two stayed like that for, but a voice in the back of your mind insisted that it wasn’t long enough. You could have drifted off into sleep like that if she didn’t draw away from you and take her warmth and cloud of perfume with her. It was then that you realized just how relaxed you were against her and leaned forward to make yourself comfortable. You had half the mind to reach out to stop her, beg for a little bit longer, but you knew her responsibilities as an idol couldn’t be put on hold forever. Still, you swiveled around in your seat to watch her as she drifted across the apartment and towards the front door with her bag in hand.

“I’ll be back soon!” Ahri called. “I love you!”

Now this was the hard part. You had to bite back a different response before it could slip out of out habit. “Be safe, and text me when you get there!”

The click of the door never came nor did the fragrance of her perfume fade with her, but her shoes came to an abrupt standstill that you almost threw yourself out of your chair thinking she tripped. You waved away the growing cloud of silence to call her name to snap her out of her short-lived stupor, where she did a one-eighty to face where you sat in the connecting room. She stared you down in visible confusion and her ears twitched, daring to lower against nicely brushed hair. She was too damn cute for her own good and this prank you saw online—which was probably staged, in hindsight—was already eating at your conscience.

Being an idol, she had to keep up a mask of composure to maintain her new image after K/DA’s foundation and return. The practiced smiles and dances, the perfect appearance and beauty that could allure anyone and everyone to her if she so desired it, everything. Now, you could practically see every thought flit across her face as feline-esque searched you for answers to whatever questions were being tossed around in her head. Her tails, once in the process of disappearing behind her, abruptly returned in a crystalline collection of nine and hung low by her ankles. She tipped her head to the side and her brows raised in concern that caused you to melt in your own guilt.

“Darling?”

“What’s up?”

“I love you.”

Quietly cursing yourself, you responded: “I love you, too.”

“C’mon, Ev. You’re gonna be late.”

ALONGSIDE A DRAWN OUT SIGH AGAINST YOUR SKIN, Evelynn rolled her eyes with the amount of sass you expected from her and more. You weren’t oblivious to how much she wanted to play and was trying to do so to guide your thoughts elsewhere while her wants and responsibilities as an idol clashed. Not that that stopped her before, but you were trying to drag yourself out of the spider’s web before you could be stuck and finally give in. She must have sensed your continued insistence because her lips contorted into a scowl that wasn’t as harsh as it felt like or was portrayed to be. You knew her long enough to know when she was really annoyed and now wasn’t one of those times.

She eventually detached herself from you and raised her head, taking all of the time in the world to do so. Her eyes—a wondrous amber that you could have gotten lost in if you looked too long—lingered on your throat with a smirk that she didn’t try to hide other than sinking her teeth into her bottom lip. She finally met your gaze and raised a perfectly trimmed eyebrow, as if silently asking you to weigh your options and if you really wanted her to leave. No, obviously, but she had things to do. One arm draped along your shoulder as her opposite hand traced your neck with a slowness that made a shiver run up your spine that you desperately bit back before she could notice. You’d never hear the end of it.

“Fine,” she eventually resigned like she was wounded.

She pushed herself up and off of you with no real hurry behind her movements until she was on her feet with quiet clicks of her heels. Her hands lingered on you for a few moments longer than totally necessary but you weren’t complaining. She stretched out with an intentionally low groan that you would be lying if you said didn’t have some kind of effect on you and she knew as much. Then her focus was back on you, fluttering her lashes as she gazed at you down the bridge of her nose. She bent over with one hand on your hip and other cupping your chin between her fingers, brushing your skin with a deceptively gentle touch while she tipped your head up slightly.

“But this isn’t over, darling.”

To anyone else, it may have sounded as though there was an underlying threat to her words. To you, however, there was anything but and she was just pulling your leg. For now. You grinned into the kiss to your lips and could practically feel the smear left behind, if most of it wasn’t on your neck.

“Until later, then. I love you so very much.”

Your response instinctively sat on your tongue and were ready to slip past your lips without so much as thinking but full of meaning and genuine feelings, but were abruptly bit back before they could form into words. You stilled yourself before you could jolt in place at her unintentional reminder and draw attention and suspicion to yourself, but she must have noticed something because she rose a brow for a few seconds before stalking towards the door with intentional sways. She was making this difficult and you considered throwing your self-imposed game for all sorts of reasons, but you forced yourself to persevere.

“Alright,” you merely said. “See you, Ev.”

The world stopped in place within seconds of your response processing in her pretty head until it was terrifyingly suffocating that you could have sworn she snatch all of the air from your lungs. She stopped in place and turned around to stare down her nose at you with such a scrutinizing glare that you struggled not to shrink under yet couldn’t look away from, even when the tapping of her shoe echoed through your ears and the still air of your shared apartment. She cocked a hip out and learned on one heeled foot, arms crossed along her chest and her fingers drumming down her arm.

“Excuse me?” She finally asked.

“What?” You blinked innocently.

“Is this some sort of joke?” Your girlfriend inquired and drummed her fingers along her arms. “Aren’t you forgetting something?”

“I...don’t think so?”

“You’re sure?”

You glued your mouth shut as you bobbed your head, unconvinced you wouldn’t give yourself away if you gave her a vocal response.

“Well then...”

You knew that look in her eye the second you saw it and realized you unknowingly trapped yourself in the spider’s web. She was in front of you before you knew it, but there wasn’t an ounce of impatience. She nudged you back down onto the couch with enough force to get you to move but to comply if you weren’t in the mood or up for it. Her arms slipped around your shoulders and her nails grazed the back of your neck, pressing her knee between your legs and leaning against you. Her breath ghosted along your ear and you couldn’t hold back the shiver that raced up your spine or the quivering breath that slipped past your lips. She must have noticed because she barely restrained a low chuckle that certainly didn’t help you in your current situation.

“I’ll just have to remind you myself, darling.”

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