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mrialorreine · 2 years ago

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Bleeding Heart.

Fandom:

방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS

Characters:

Jeon Jungkook

Min Yoongi | Suga

Kim Taehyung | V

Additional Tags:

Vampires

royality

duke - Freeform

Eventual Smut

Manipulation

Love Triangles

Possible Threesome

holy water needed

Blood

Language: English

Summary: Kim Taehyung is the only one of the Kim family who has remained alive during the cold vampire attack in 1653.

Min Yoongi is the Duke of Nevadia, a small town near London whose parents died because of the Kim Family.

Jeon Jungkook is a vampire who was turned against his will.Who will win?

It all had started with a mad scientist who decided to play with Mother Nature. With the power of death and magic they created the perfect soldier to fight alongside human beings during the war invasions in England. The country had to be saved at all costs, and for that a price was paid. The perfect soldier, according the scientist who mind you was a female, possessed inhumane strength, excessive abilities in mind control, pale unbreakable skin, immortality and animalistic thirst for blood. Not just any blood, human blood. The scientist's name was Vampirica Demario. And thus the "perfect soldier" soon received the name "vampire" in honor of the creator. They looked like human, spoke like human, acted like human but they were not human. Instead of red blood theirs was black like tar and sour like vinegar. It contained acid that could burn the human skin in an instant, thus why humans had no chance against those creatures. After England was saved with the help of vampires, it took exactly five decades for the vampires to raise up and press for power. In 1653 a cold vampire attack happened. Those creatures turned against their own creators and villages burnt down to the ground as children and women were brutally slaughtered. No one had a chance against them, not even King Kim's knights nor the soldiers. Whoever crossed their path found their demise pretty quick. No one knew how to neutralize those creatures and because of that, the humanity suffered the consequences of Vampirica Demario's choice. The creatures had managed to reach the royal family's castle and murdered everyone in their sight except a small five year old boy who was hiding in the underground dungeon, shaking and silently crying in pure fear. This was Kim Taehyung, he was the only son of the royal family and the only one who had managed to survive at that time. Walking down a path of dead slaughtered and drained bodies wasn't something that a five-year-old should go through, but life wasn't as easy as it seemed to be despite being a royalty. Taehyung was well-hidden for twenty more years far away North in an abandoned castle with the remained survivors of the attack. At first people were in pure fear of what was about to come, however they didn't lose hope that those creatures would evolve and develop a weak spot. Their prayers were answered when the vampires began bleeding to death under the sunlight and falling on the ground before they vanished in thin air. It was a pure coincidence as well, while a woman was chanced by a vampire during the night, she tripped in a small field covered with flowers that were called "Bleeding heart." The vampire would burst into flames as soon as those flowers made contact with his skin. From then on, the coin quickly flipped. Humans began using those two weaknesses to keep themselves safe. Women and children would roam abroad daylight only and carry with themselves that said flower which was the kryptonite for vampires. No one really knew the reason behind that flower and what exactly contained to turn vampires in a bomb, but they were grateful for it. It was like a sign from God. During that time, Kim Taehyung gracefully took what was rightfully his. He took over the title of "Prince" of the Kim bloodline and everyone loved him for his strong sense of justice, compassion and extreme love for his people. Taehyung refused to become a King because he knew that there would be no better King than his beloved father. The prince helped everyone to build up small villages nearby, gave jobless people land to work over and brought a lot of economic success to England. He was also very intelligent, determined, reserved, stable and a gentle man. Everyone admired his abilities and respected his decisions. Taehyung managed to renovate the castle and completely transform it into his own new kingdom, rightfully so. And soon enough, the vampire attacks had decreased. It was a win against humanity. It wasn't long enough until humans began capturing vampires and using them for their own twisted experiments. Taehyung believed that there was never redemption for everything horrific that has been done so he would capture humans and vampires who did wrong and simply execute them without remorse.

London, England.

Blue flowers. Weren't they pretty? A huge garden with blue flowers that only grew as the seasons came by. Taehyung was always mesmerized. He was standing in the large balcony, brown eyes roaming over the horizon as the sun kissed his pale skin beautifully, making it have that special glow everyone noticed. Brown curly locks of hair were caressed by the warm wind as the scent of those blue treasures intoxicated the prince. Lips pressed in a thin line, his features were soft and gentle. He rarely smiled, but when he did, it was as if the world turned around. "Your highness" a small voice echoed behind the prince. Taehyung blinked a few times and slowly turned around, hands gracefully resting on his back. A small girl was standing not too far away from him. She was blonde, blue - eyed and wore a pretty yellow dress that contrasted with her eyes. "I believe you are here to know what happens in the next chapter of the book, Eve?" Taehyung gently cooed, voice soft and sweet like honey. The girl giggled quietly and nodded her head. Without many words being exchanged, the prince walked inside with the small child. Eyes finding the red book with leather cover and golden letters as he slowly situated himself on the large chair as the girl sat by his side, excitedly swaying her legs back and forth as she waited for him to start reading. He glanced at her for a moment, admiring her beauty. Eve was a child he never thought would survive. When she was brought here, her parents were murdered by a vampire clan and Taehyung felt as if it was his responsibility to take care of her - so he did. He accepted her under his own wing as the little sister he never thought he'd have. "Do I have something on my face, sir?" she asked concerned from the long silence. "Not at all," he replied. Slowly the prince reached for the vase of pretty blue flowers and put one in her curly locks of hair, just behind her ear. "Here, now you look prettier like that." he spoke in amused voice as Eve let out a quiet giggle. Slowly the prince opened the book. "Chapter thirteen, AND then he turned him to the other knight, that was sore wounded. But when he saw the other's buffet, he would not fight, but kneeled down and said, Take my cousin the lady with you at your request, and I require you, as ye be a true knight, put her to no shame nor villainy..." before the prince could continue further, there as a very obnoxious high pitched female voice behind the closed large wooden doors of his chambers. The prince let out a quiet sigh. "Come in," he invited the woman in, she was one of his maids. The woman rushed inside, hands fumbling together nervously, worry was written across her features. She looked as if she had seen something horrific. "Your Majesty, Lord Seokjin is here. He says that it's an urgent matter. He is waiting for you in the dungeons." Taehyung furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. When did Seokjin came back from Ireland? "Very well," the prince spoke lowly, closing the book as he looked at Eve's disappointed face. Soft chuckle escaped Taehyung's lips. "I will promise I will read it to you later." he reassured the little girl, reaching to fix the blue flower in her hair. "Now you may go play in the gardens with Laura," he glanced at the woman then back at Eve. "I will be back soon, I promise." he murmured and with that, he rose up from his seat, fixing his white shirt and button up golden coat before heading out of the chambers. He crossed the long hallways of the castle with fast steps, brows furrowed. Pushing the black wooden doors at the end of the hallway open, he climbed down the stairs as darkness overtook him. There was only a dim glow from the torches hanging on both sides of the walls, no windows. This place, Taehyung hated the most. He disliked being here, but he trusted Seokjin. He was his right hand after all. A honest man and a loyal human who deserved the title that Taehyung had given him. The prince's body shivered in horror as he heard muffled screams while he was making his way toward the dungeon. He followed those horrifying sounds to one of the many cells at the very end of the hallway. He stopped in front of the door, face now twisted in pain as that piercing made his ears hurt. Opening the door, Taehyung walked in and he saw a woman laying on the ground, furiously trembling. She had dirty ripped dress covered in red and black. Then it hit him. Glancing at Seokjin and two more guards, Taehyung swallowed thickly. "What is the meaning of this!" he insisted as the woman kept screaming in pure pain, eyes rolling into the back of her head. It was almost like she had seizures or she was possessed by a bloody demon. The prince has never seen something so horrific in his life. "Our worst fears have came true, Prince." Seokjin straightened his shoulders. Taehyung noticed that he had also blood on his hands and he looked very pale. Everyone in the room were quiet except of the female screaming in agony. Soon her screams died and with one last roll of her eyes, she stopped moving, eyes remaining wide open. The prince took a step forward but was stopped by the guards. "For your safety, your Majesty." "What is going on, Seokjin?" Taehyung asked. "She was in transition." the Lord spoke in a low tone, helplessness in his tone was evident. It made Taehyung anxious. "Transition to?" "She was transitioning to a vampire, Sir."

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mrialorreine · 4 years ago

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Twitter Adventures.

Username in AO3: satelliesziam Chapters: 1/1 Words: 1209 Summary:

“ What does it write?” he asked as Jimin leaned over and read the tweet but not out loud. “Something about wet and panties-“

Namjoon groaned weakly and hid his face with his hands. Jungkook was still confused but mocked his hyung’s reaction.

“Wet and panties? Hmm, perhaps the fans posted about their laundry?” Hobi spoke out and Namjoon began laughing hysterically at that.

“Yea, I think that this is what it is-“ Tae agreed.

( Or the one where Namjoon decides to go through twitter and discovers some nsfw things the Armys tweet. Yoongi gets scarred from a nsfw post too, the rest of the boys are just confused. ) Genre: Humor. *** Everyone were gathered in the large living room of their dorm. However, despite the room being full with seven guys, it was oddly quiet. Everyone were laying on the large couches located right in front of windows and a tv screen attached to a wall. Namjoon held a large iPad in his hands, his eyes focused on the screen, he was playing 'Among Us' to kill time while the rest were watching some Kdrama going on the large tv screen. It was one of the rare nights where they could spend in like this, exhausted from their practices and simply enjoying their break. Yoongi was already asleep while Hobi and Taehyung were munching on some dumplings, leaning against each other for better support. Jungkook, Jin and Jimin were the only ones actually focused on what was on the television. Namjoon died for the hundreth time and closed the app, sighing in frustration. He eventually looked around to see what the boys were doing, noticing they were oddly quiet since they usually were a full chaotic circus, especially on interviews. Mentioning interviews, Namjoon decided to just go on Twitter and scroll on his feed, perhaps interact with fans on Weverse later on. The boys were so busy that at some point they couldn't balance between practices, interviews, having a break and interacting with fans. But they always managed to have time to talk with ARMY. It was their favorite thing to do, knowing so many people loved them and supported them. The twitter app loaded and he saw how many notifications the official account had. He was used to it already, so so used to it. At the beginning, a year or two after their debut, he remembered, that it was chaotic for them all. They truly wanted to answer every mention, to see every like and retweet they got, but it was exhausting and impossible to do. Upon scrolling on the Twitter feed, nothing interesting was happening since they were following celebrities, producers and some staff from Big Hit. However, Namjoon decided to check up on fans in particular on twitter so he typed on the searchbar bts and the hashtag came out. Upon clicking on it, he began scrolling down until he regretted it. Well, some tweets were appreciative, loving, it warmed his heart. But others were just- "Watcha looking, hyung?" Jungkook whisper-yelled and Namjoon jumped in his seat. His eyes grew wide and he swallowed thickly, shaking his head. Before he could answer, the younger was already leaning over to glance at the tweet Namjoon had paused on. "What the fu-" Jungkook exclaimed and everyone turned their heads toward them. "Shhhh, the kdrama is spicy, stop talking-" Jimin scowled as Hobi and Taehyung kept munching, obviously confused as of to what exactly was happening. “Yo, you gotta see this- I mean- i-it’s in English but judging by hyung’s face, he seems quite . . .pale and shocked. “ Jungkook spoke, laughing quietly. Namjoon swallowed as he immediately scrolled down but Jungkook immediately took the iPad from his hands and got back onto the tweet from earlier. “Look at this-“ “No, give it back-“ Namjoon protested, cheeks flushed in crimson as he tried to take it back but since it was in Jin’s clutch now, he couldn’t take it. “ What does it write?” he asked as Jimin leaned over and read the tweet but not out loud. “Something about wet and panties-“ Namjoon groaned weakly and hid his face with his hands. Jungkook was still confused but mocked his hyung’s reaction. “Wet and panties? Hmm, perhaps the fans posted about their laundry?” Hobi spoke out and Namjoon began laughing hysterically at that. “Yea, I think that this is what it is-“ Tae agreed. Yoongi who was already awake and a little annoyed by them talking sat up and rubbed his eyes. He took the iPad from Jin’s hands and read the tweet. He didn’t seem fazed, he understood English a bit more than Jin,Jungkook,Tae and Jimin. “Our fans are horny for us-“ he said calmly and gave it back to Jin. Gasps filled the room. “W-what?” Tae stuttered, “what-I-how-“ he sounded like a broken record. Jin hid his mouth with his hand, eyes staring at the tweet as Hobi and Jungkook began laughing. Their cheeks were also red despite of that. Namjoon sighed heavily and shook his head. “W-well, they- they are- “ he tried to explain but couldn’t find the right words for it. Jin kept scrolling down until he found a NSFW art of one of the boys. “WHAT THE FU-“ Jin was completely shocked as he gave the iPad to Jimin who was quite confused but as soon as he saw the pictuer, he was amazed. “Wow- “ “What is it-“ Hobi whined as Jungkook leaned over. Both of them gasped and slowly pulled away. “The-these fans, I tell ya..” Hobi stuttered, obviously flustered. “They do have skills- “Jimin commented, licking his plush lips. Namjoon finally snatched the iPad off their hands and turned twitter off. The room was filled with silence again. “What did you expect, that everyone will post only non-sexual things about us?” Yoongi called out with raspy voice from the sleep. “Hyung” Jungkook whined and tried to take the iPad off Namjoon’s hands, “I wanna see more, “ “You won’t understand the tweets, most of them are in English.” He protested back ,readjusting his large glasses. He was caught off guard when Yoongi took the iPad again and turned on twitter. Everyone gathered by his side as Namjoon didn’t move. He was still too shocked to do so. “Okay, let’s type our names one by one and see what comes out? I wanna see what our fans have to say. “ Jimin suggested devilishly. Yoongi quirked an eyebrow but decided to do so, he was rather intrigued as well. Taehyung and Jungkook hid their faces as soon as Yoongi typed his own name first in the search bar of twitter. Hobi, Jin and Jimin were staring curiously into the screen, somehow managing to just understand some of the words being said. “What does it say?” Jungkook asked as Yoongi stopped on a certain tweet. “Well…” he trailed off- “It says that uh- that- “ he tried to explain it but stopped, growing extremely flustered. The tweet said: @xfjgeititr Yoongi can fuck me until my legs shake and I squirt. Everyone stared expectedly at Yoongi but he just couldn’t bring himself to say those things out loud. He just let out a low curse, growing flustered and extremely hot all of a sudden. “It-it says that uh, they want me to do…things to them… “ Yoongi finally explained as Taehyung’s wide brown eyes widened. “Ooh, like, cook for them or something?” The rest of them nodded in heads, agreeing with Tae. Namjoon began laughing loudly at that because he knew that the tweet that Yoongi read was definitely not cooking. “Y-yea, something like that…” he stuttered, “okay, let’s go to bed, It’s late and I am tired. “ he closed the twitter tab and rose up from his seat. Everyone whined loudly in protest. Namjoon took the iPad with him, making sure they won’t get access to it. He didn’t want to scar the rest of them at all.

#btsoneshot #btsfanfic #min yoongi #kim namjoon #park seokjin #jung hoseok #kim taehyung #jung jungkook #park jimin #bts #btsyoongi #btsao3 #bangtanboys #humorbts #btshumor

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mrialorreine · 4 years ago

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BAD INTENTIONS [18+]

PROLOGUE.

I was in complete shock. My father was glaring at me as if I had said the most hateful thing in this world. By the look in his green eyes I could tell that he was not happy with my answer. He was quite the strict man, working as a detective for the local police department required him to be ruthless, but I never thought that he was going to be like this with me right now. Perhaps the years he had spent trying not to blame innocent people and find the real criminals instead had taken it’s toll on him? I thought he was supposed to be strict only at work and understanding and compassionate with his family, but was I wrong.

He finally lifted his fist and it soon landed on the table making the spoons, forks, glasses and even dishes to jump slightly and make that loud 'clink’ sound that made us slightly shift in our seats. His face was twisted in pure anger and annoyance as I sat there, not being able to utter a single word. I could feel the storm approaching. I could feel the tension rising. No, I could feel it deep within my bones. I swallowed thickly; my trembling hands remained in my lap. Why did I felt guilty for saying No to him? It was my choice after all, no one could take that away from me.

"You will marry him." I could hear the determination in his voice and that actually scared me more than anything. My heart began racing fast and hard in my chest. I wanted to cry because I could sense that my father has completely lost his mind. I was only twenty years old. I refused to submit to him and his order, since said order was ridiculous. How could he do this to me? He was my father and yet he was ready to marry me off to someone else knowing well that I was in love. I felt betrayed. Broken. The silence in the dining room became suffocating.

My appetite suddenly went away. My mother, Elvira, was horrified as well watching everything playing in front of her blue eyes. I could tell that she was as shocked and confused as I was. It was as if she didn't know her husband who was sitting on the table with us. She reached for her napkin and wiped her mouth gently before rising up from her seat and slowly headed into the kitchen to avoid the future storm coming in between me and my father. She was like this. She could never be bothered with what was happening between my and my father. She preferred to sit and watch while I was there, struggling to face him when he put such pressure on me.

"Father, come on, you can't be serious about this." my brother, who was only four years older than me finally spoke up. Him and I, we were inseparable as children. But ever since he went to study medicine at University which was five hours drive away, everything changed. As time went by, we slowly became distant to the point where we don’t call each other anymore. Now he was home only on the weekends and he barely spends any time at home, simply going out with his friends and partying until the early hours of the morning while I was busy worried if I’ll get accepted in my dream university since I graduated school months ago and now entrance exams kicked my ass off with stress and anxiety.

I took one of the napkins of the table and began crunching it in my hand. My eyes kept shifting from my father to my brother and I felt as if I was going to pass out from how intense this was. Just when I felt wet droplet on my hand did I realise the tears that had been ruining my mascara. Dammit.

"Oh, Dean, I am very serious about this. Evelyn is old enough to be married off-"

"No, I'm not," I protested, but one glare from my father made me go quiet and keep crying silently. I wanted to get up from that table and storm away, but it was as if my feet kept me in place.

My father, whose name was Richard, turned his attention toward Dean and slowly reached for his glass of red wine, bringing it to his lips and took a sip as if he wasn't bothered. Honestly? This hurt me the most. I wanted to break down, I wanted to fall apart but I couldn't nor do I wanted to, at least not now.

"Come on, father, please think this through, Evelyn is still young about this and she has someone she likes." Dean was the sweetest for trying to defend me, but judging by my father's determined face nothing could change his mind. Not even his own son, not even the tears of his only daughter.

I was certainly devastated, it felt as if I was in a dream. I thought I was going to be happy, I thought I could have future with Leo and I thought that I could have supportive family but neither my mother or father liked him since he was poor and we were the ‘rich’ ones.

"There is this one family, Mia and Joaquin Berluda. They are rich, kind, wealthy, well-known, and they do charity. Their son is Ryker Berluda, he is the excellent candidate for your hand. He is only two years older than you and he is a kind man who will cherish your heart." He spoke out in a monotone voice, leaning back on his chair and slowly fixing his tie with a soft sigh. My beloved father looked flustered too, as if this was heavy decision to make.

I shook my head.

“How could you do this to me…“ I whispered, my voice finally broke. I finally broke. I began sniffing and crying, everything went blurry, my heart was aching. “I am doing this for you, not to you, Evelyn!” he raised his voice and that made me jump in my seat. Dean shook his head and tried to interrupt Richard but with a glare he remained quiet.

“Leo is a drug addict and abuses with alcohol all the time! He is poor and he lives in a trailer! Is this how you want to end up? Pregnant in poverty? Who knows if Leo will remain by your side, he will leave you the first chance he gets!” Every word said was like a needle in my heart.

“Leo has his own problems!” I screamed; my face was wet with tears. I rose up suddenly from my seat, I didn’t notice Dean’s eyes growing wide. I glared at my father, “His grandmother is sick, he works at the car shop his father owns all the time, he is kind, he treats me well! He might be poor but he has a good heart, I can see it in his eyes~ let me be happy father, please-“

“Evelyn Thomson!” he yelled out and slammed his fist on the table again. He was utterly pissed off. He didn’t want to hear it.

“This is my last word. You will get married to someone who will treat you with respect and kindness, am I clear? You will break up with that piece of garbage and listen to my orders-“

“Rot in hell, father, you are so busy looking for criminals that you do not notice your daughter’s struggles! You are not a father at all!” I screamed back before running upstairs. I could hear my father’s screams but I didn’t care. I soon ran in my room and securely locked the door, pressing my back into it and slowly slid down onto the ground, helplessly crying my heart out.

Leo loved me. I loved him. He promised me good future. Our love was unconditional. I’d never ever let anyone stand between us.

I cried and I cried for hours ahead. I cried so much that I fell asleep crying, right there, sitting on the ground, my back pressed into the door. I could hear the faint knocks and Dean’s voice calling my name but I ignored it. I felt numb at some point. I kept repeating to myself that this was just a dream, no, a nightmare. This was one big nightmare and I’ll wake up in the morning and my family will like Leo and we’ll live happily ever after.

Happily ever after.

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