#Witch One Will Win by Fluffy Dumplings

[fluffyydumplings]

Poof… Where are We?

Witch One Will Win? - Part 9

Summary: Melted into dust, they descend to a wonderous wonderland of yellow!

Word Count: 738

Pairings: writer!reader x witch!yoongi x writer!jimin / alien!jungkook x vampire!hoseok x werewolf!taehyung

Genre: fluff / crack!au / angst / fantasy!au / sci-fi!au

Warning: none (please do tell me if you find any)

A/N: @hobateas heehee! Heehee! Heee! Longest chapter I have written in a long while.. Very close to the end! That’s where the sci-fi parts kick in.. I love how nonsensical yet fun this fic is. I have so much fun writing it… truly :)

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*And poof they went?*

‘And I didn't even get to glare at the other two,’ with his fingers on the bridge of his nose, Jimin sighs.

‘Amber village?’ hoseok looks around, the yellow glistening stones that surround him almost too bright for his eyes to handle.

‘I think so, Hyung..’

‘Me too, Hyung,’ they both nod their heads absentmindedly in agreement.

*cling*

*clang*

*bing*

*bang*

*bong*

*boong*

‘Bibi di bobi di boo boo.. That’s not my line,’ she shakes her head around, a sardonic smile on her pretty little face.

‘Yoongi.. Fairy Godmother of Amber Ville,’ the map disappears from the grasp of their hands.

‘Your map is- wrong,’ she points her wand at the brown scroll.

‘You should throw it away...’

*a moment of utter silence*

‘Noooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!’

‘Okay.. You can have it back..’ she tosses it at them.

‘Thank yo-’

‘Don’t thank me just yet.. You’ll have to go pick up rice grains soon.’

‘Rice grains?’ oh Jungkook was about to have a migraine.

‘Amber old oh village.. Don’t be fooled! That little pile of amber there,’ she teleports there, her fingers grazing that of the amber.

‘That’s all they’ve got,’ in a whisper like secrets shared between friends, she breaks out into laughter.

‘The people want to make scorched rice soup.. That’s what picking up the rice grains are for..’

‘But? How? What?’ hobi is in shambles.

‘Rice on this side of the world is guarded in a chest by a dragon.’

Oh, this would be the perfect moment for Tae to faint..

‘Excuse me..’

‘Excuse me?’ Yoongi flutters along the daisy path and displays a confused look on her face.

‘Yes...’

‘But... Where is this dragon?’

‘There...’

Yoongi seems to end up pointing at everything today..

‘The hole over there? In the ground?’ Tae has hands over his mouth as his eyes budge with horror.

‘Do you have fireproof shields, fairy Godmother?’ Tae pleads with his eyes.

*awkwardness permeates through the air*

‘Just call me Yoongi,’ she was on the brink of tears... Was it of anger, was it of irritation or was it because she accidentally inhaled powdered sugar from the sweet you gifted her two hours ago.

‘Yes ma’am..’

‘Yes yes..’

‘Indeed..’

They all say after one another..

‘Mr dragon! Excuse me, Mr Dragon!’

He is replied with nothing but a breath of warm air that permeates through his soul -the poor tae-shaped soul...

*cue tutorial music*

‘How to Defeat a Dragon!’

‘A guide by Kim Taehyung,’ Hoseok says, not without the presence of a big big frown on his face.

‘Try One!’ Jungkook announces, dragged into yet another one of the elder’s silly role-playing..

‘Try to scare the dragon!’

They both stare at the boy who wears two pairs of teeth as a smile.. He’s grinning widely.. almost as though he was showing you how to make brownies - the kind with extra sprinkles mixed in.. for extra colour rather than flavour..

‘Rawrrrr..’

And he is blown away, as the other two are taken by surprise.. Do they clap, do they scream or do they pay for his hospital bill…

‘I’m okay,’ a thumbs up that signifies his well-being - or simply the fact that he is still breathing.. however much there is left of it at least..

‘Try Two.. Be One With The DRAGON!’

‘Hobi Hyung, Jungkook! Be scared, for I am a dragon!’

And they sit there despondent, terri- they don’t know him!

‘I doubt a dragon would know who we are!’ Jungkook screams dramatically over to Tae.

‘Humans! Scoundrels! Bastards! I am a dragon, therefore you should be scared of me!’

And they sit there with nothing but disgust on their faces..

‘Try three.. Fight the dragon!‘

With their teeth clenched, ‘I don’t think it’s a good plan, Tae.’ ‘I don’t either..’

‘Ahhh… Ahhhh… I don’t want to hurt it!’

‘Try four,’ with fake tears grazing his eyes, he continues to speak his heart out.

‘Befriend the dragon!’

‘Dear dragon, sir- Would you consider befriending the likes of me? I am kind, very kind.. and most of all - very kind.. I am a werewolf in my prime.. We wolves don’t age much though… But, yes.. I am a werewolf..’

The dragon eyes Tae with suspicion..

‘I doubt it understands you, Tae,‘ Hoseok blinks along with that of Jungkook.

‘Try Four,’ with a tired screech on his face, he says once again.

*poof*

‘What in the-’

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Tae’s Moodboard

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[mortimer-writes-sometimes]

Sorry if this is indecent but, do you only write fluffy or do you also write spice stuff? Because I have a Sansby request of "making dinner becames a fun night"

I have mixed feelings about this, actually, but not for the reasons you may think!

See, I am asexual. I’m not sex-repulsed, but I don’t understand the appeal of being with another person in that way. However! When it comes to writing, I appreciate its potential as a plot device and I know it is something people like to read for a variety of reasons. I have read sex scenes before just so I don’t miss anything reading through interesting fanfiction and I know how to build up to and imply arousal. However, I have a feeling that I would be really bad at writing the actual sex part, because again... I don’t get it. I pride myself on my ability to portray emotion, but I don’t think I have that level of skill.

Also, just in case I can do it, I don’t want to accidentally end up known for smut fics. I like stories better. So, y’know. Not gonna attempt it, just in case.

That being said, I would loath to leave a reader entirely disappointed, so I have elected to write another take on the prompt you’ve given me! I know you were looking for spice and not fluff, but I hope you enjoy this anyway.

Cooking 101

Word count: 1109

“Cut the stalk into strips, but don’t cut all the way down to the joint. That will help keep the celery stable as you cut.”

Grillby smiled gently as he stood behind Sans, reaching around him to guide his hands. He’d been surprised when the skeleton insisted on helping him cook dinner. As far as he was aware, Sans wasn’t much of a cook. The fire monster had a sneaking suspicion that the sudden desire to learn had something to do with that morning’s little accident. Grillby wore gloves when working with wet ingredients, but while he’d been making breakfast he dropped the bottle of vanilla into the pancake batter. It splattered everywhere, and seeing as it had yet to be infused with magic, it left several dark marks on Grillby’s arms where the flames were partially put out. Sans had been quick to heal him, but it left the skeleton ‘rattled’. When the fire monster had suggested chicken and dumplings for dinner Sans had been quick to suggest that he handle the wet ingredients until they’d been properly treated with magic that would protect Grillby from any ill effects.

That’s how Grillby found himself leaning gently against Sans, wrapping his arms around the skeleton’s waist as he let him finish the dicing on his own. “That’s perfect. We can set that aside for now.”

Sans grinned at the praise, leaning back into Grillby’s arms. Between the warmth at his back and the warmth in his soul, he was once again reminded that marrying this man was the best decision he’d ever made. “Hey, firefly? This is really nice,” he mumbled.

“I agree,” Grillby chuckled, kissing Sans’s cheekbone, “But I’m afraid I can’t hold you up and get a bowl from the cabinet at the same time. Sit up for just a moment.”

Sans whined, but complied, shifting his weight back on his own two feet. “So, what’s next?”

“Dry ingredients.” Grillby set a bowl and an assortment of measuring cups in front of Sans as he moved things around with organized ease. “That’s strange… I could have sworn I laid out the thyme.”

“Don’t worry, I got it.” Sans glanced at the microwave display. “Clock says it’s six thirty-eight. Lemme guess, we gotta wait until the moon is high to start our witch’s brew?”

Grillby rolled his eyes, setting a container of flour in front of Sans. “Haha, very funny. Go ahead and measure out two cups of flour while I find it.”

Simple enough task, right? At least, if you’re familiar with cooking. Sans wasn’t working with a very large bowl, so it would make sense to add a leveled half-cup of flour to the bowl at a time. Unfortunately, Sans was not familiar with cooking.

Poof!

Grillby turned around to find both Sans and his workstation dusted in a light coating of flour. The skeleton had taken a heaping cup of flour and dumped it all in the bowl at once, sending a cloud of white powder everywhere. He coughed and shook his head, trying to get the flour out of his eye sockets. When he looked up at Grillby, his expression was so bemused that the fire monster couldn’t help but laugh.

“Oh my god, Sans,” Grillby managed through his laughter, “You’re an absolute mess.”

Sans gave him a mischievous grin. “Oh yeah?” He picked up the measuring cup again with clear intent.

Grillby realized what was happening a moment too late. He barely had time to shield his face with his arms before Sans had thrown a cup of flour at him, the nutty scent of lightly cooked flour filling the kitchen as it covered him. “Sans-!” He gave his husband a playful smile. “Oh, you’re going to regret that.”

Sans knew that look. He took off running, getting a few seconds head start while Grillby grabbed the flour container. The fire monster gave chase, jumping over the couch in his pursuit. He managed to nearly catch up, throwing a handful of flour at Sans. Sans changed direction and caught him off guard, grabbing a handful of flour from the container in Grillby’s hand and throwing it over the fire monster’s head before taking off again.

Sans made a mistake when he let Grillby chase him up the stairs. Grillby intentionally let Sans run past him into the living room. When he was in just the right spot, the fire monster dumped the entire container of flour over the banister, engulfing half the room in a white cloud. Sans took the brunt of the impact, playfully crying out as he was practically drowned in flour. Grillby laughed, leaning over the banister. “I believe I win.”

“Yeah, yeah, I surrender,” Sans conceded, taking off his hoodie and trying to shake out some of the flour that had accumulated there. “So, pizza tonight?”

“That sounds perfect.” Grillby came down the stairs, giving Sans a fond smile. “Perhaps we should clean up a bit, first.”

“I’ll sweep, you vacuum?” Sans proposed. “And of course, the first shower goes to the victor.”

Grillby arched an eyebrow at him. “Sans, we use separate showers. Unless you’re implying that you want to try bathing in fire, in which case I must strongly discourage it.”

Sans chuckled. “Nah, I’m just looking for an excuse to be the one to order the pizza so I can annoy the delivery guy.”

“You’re incorrigible,” Grillby mumbled, rolling his eyes.

Sans looked up at him with a cheeky grin. “Aww, you know you love me.”

Grillby’s smile softened at that. If someone had told him three years ago that he would be chasing his favorite customer around the house with a container of flour, laughing and leaping over furniture, he would have just rolled his eyes. It had seemed like an impossible, silly fantasy. Yet, there he was, clothing white with powder as he gazed lovingly into his husband’s eyes. The fire monster leaned down and kissed the top of Sans’s skull, unable to wipe the smile from his face even if he tried. “I do love you, Sans,” he said softly. “I really do. I wouldn’t trade evenings like this for anything.”

Sans flustered a bit. “Yeah. I know how you feel.” A warmth settled in Sans’s chest as the mirth faded. He smiled up at his husband, putting his hands on his shoulders. “By the way, Grillbz?”

“Yes?”

“I cannot take you seriously with that much flour on your glasses.”

The monsters’ combined laughter filled the house as Grillby wrapped his arms around Sans, letting the skeleton lean against him once more. 

Yeah. Neither of them would trade that moment for the world.

Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed this little bit of domestic fluff. If you liked it, consider reblogging and/or leaving me a comment telling me your favorite part! Also, if you’d like to be added to my tag list, let me know!

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I Won’t Eat You, Bitch!

Witch One Will Win? - Part 8

Summary: Maze... Maze... Goblets... Goblets.. No information.. A vampire popping up once in a while.. Scary teeth, pretty face.. They still aren’t convinced that Jimin won’t bite at their faces..

Word Count: 670

Pairings: writer!reader x witch!yoongi x writer!jimin / alien!jungkook x vampire!hoseok x werewolf!taehyung

Genre: fluff / crack!au / angst / fantasy!au / sci-fi!au

Warning: getting lost / drinking out of random goblets (I suggest that you keep your fingers away from those in real life)

A/N: @jayhopely You probably did not see this coming... I woke up and felt like writing, so here is chapter eight of a series I started last year everyone.. Let me let you on a little not-so-little secret! This series is ending soon.. A few more chapters and we are through.. Cries.. Tears..

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‘Maze.. The vampire dude from a while ago didn't say anything.. How are we supposed to know what to do?

‘Well... First of all.. We shouldn't split up!’ Hoseok suggests, in which they nod in agreement.

‘I object! Wouldn't it be faster if we were to split up!’ Jungkook raises his hands up and over his head.

‘Taehyung..’ they both turn over to the poor boy (werewolf boy)..

‘I say.. We split up!’

‘You just like Koo, Isn’t it?’

‘Nah.. The sooner we get out of here, the better..’

‘Do you want to just go in and figure out what we should do... We know we won’t die.. That’s for sure.. They don’t want us to die!’ Hoseok exclaims, pointing at the shrub of dried grass that is more intricately put together than it seems.

‘Okay, let’s go... But before we do.. Let me declare something! If I don't come out with my head intact, it’s all on you Hyung!’ Taehyung disappeared into the maze.

No scream to be heard.. No whimpers to be heard.. It was safe.. Most definitely!

‘I’m next..’ Jungkook slowly disappears into the maze as well.

‘Holy shit, where am I?’ Hoseok’s already lost..

‘You’re lost too, Hyung?!’

‘Damn.. You too, Kook?’

‘Oop.. Dead end..’ Taehyung almost bumps into the wall.

‘Oh! It says I have to play rock scissors and papers with this plastic hand thing!’

‘Rock Papers and Scissors, Tae..’

‘That’s beside the point, Kook!’

‘Rock Scisscors Papers.. Swoosh Swoosh..’

‘Ha! Ha! I win! I win!!!’

A moment of silence passes by, just as the wind messes with the edges of the maze..

‘Lucky little shit! I have a riddle!’

‘Now.. Which one of you are good with riddles?’

‘Me-’

‘Me!’

‘No.. Me!’

‘Me Me Me!’

‘Gosh.. I’d rather eat these leaves than ask any of you.. I’ll just solve it myself, snorkelling googles oh my my my..’

‘Dude.. I have to fucking pick a goblet to drink from.. Are you sure this isn’t poisoned, Mr who is now standing in front of me?’

‘No..’ Jimin answers..

‘I didn't know vampires could teleport..’

*I didn't either*

*Hush.. The Kook kid can read minds*

*No.. Trees*

*Just hush*

*Okay, Yoonie Yoon Yoon*

*Do your job properly*

*I was forced into this!*

*You were admiring your new look in the mirror an hour ago*

*ha! Ha! I have to do my job properly.. Don’t I?*

Pissed off smile..

*Yes, Jimin oh almighty servant of the vampire king of Red Jewels*

*Hey! Why am I not king or prince or something?. Servant?. Sjjsjsjsjs*

*OKAY BYE! I’m out of your head now, peasant!*

‘Oh.. This is.. This is.. Orange juice!!! Wooohooo!!! I didn't go blind and I still have my fingers with me!!! Woohoo!!’

*Calm the fuck down, kid*

A face of disgust..

‘Are you going to eat me?’

*What the fuck!?*

‘No..’

‘Good.. I don’t taste good!’

‘Well... We would have to find out whether that is true or not.. Don’t we?’

Evil smirk.. Scared shit..

‘Ahhhhhhh!!!! Hyung, Vampire dude is going to eat me for dinner!!!! I’m telling you..’

Licks finger..

‘I taste salty!!! Not one bit sweetttt!’

‘Salty things are pretty-’

‘I taste sour!!!’

‘Like.. Like.. Spoilt.. Spoilt.. Spoilt milk!!’

‘That’s right!!! I taste like spoilt milk!!!’

‘Don’t eat me!!!!’

‘I won’t eat you, dear.. Do not worry!’

Oh the polite version of what: ‘I Won’t Eat You, Bitch! Stupid Fuck!’ is..

*poof*

‘Hoseok-shi.. Would you like a hint?’

‘Wahhh.. What a surprise!!’

‘No wonder Jungkook thought you were going to eat him..’

‘You’re scary, dude.. Let me have a word with you.. From vampire to vampire, you know?.. You should smile more, man..’

Awkwardly polite smile..

*Mmm.. Is that right? Oh.. Mmm Is that right? Vampire to vampire, you know?.. Your face looks good for punching!*

*Calm your teeth down, Jimin*

*Do the spirits mind me killing off one of the main components to this prophecy/ future of theirs?*

*They don’t.. But I do!*

*Jimiiiiiiin!!! Calm your teeth down!*

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Promise

Witch One Will Win? - Part 4

Summary: As you get closer to someone, the more promises you’d want to make.

Word Count: 641

Pairings: dragon hybrid!reader x witch!yoongi x writer!jimin /alien!jungkook x vampire!hoseok × werewolf!taehyung

Genre: fluff / crack!au / angst / fantasylau / sci-fi!au

Warnings: self-doubt and blame / insecurity over oneself

A/N: I had this ready four days ago, but never cared to actually post it. :).. The best author award goes to! Drum roll please.. 😑

The next part will be from Yoongi, Y/N and Jimin’s point of view. Brace yourselves. (This is really short, that I have to say) - I accidentally made a dad joke. I’ll reveal it per request. :].. Have fun reading.

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‘Tae.. Are you in there?’ Hoseok’s concerned voice surges through the opening of the door.

‘Hyung... I’m so weak, pathetic and lacking of everything..  I couldn't protect my mate..’

‘I let her slip away.. I wasn't and still am not perfect enough.’

‘Hyung.. Let's talk outside. It's stuffy in there. Are you okay?’ Jungkook’s worried.

‘You actually care about me, kiddo?’

‘As if..’

A scoff is followed after.

‘Fine.. Fine.. I do! So.. Please come outside and talk to us..’

‘Kook finally stopped trying to win for once? Cute.’

A smile on Taehyung’s face and pink on Jungkook‘s cheeks.

That teasing remark hits at the side of Jungkook’s ego.

‘Are you going to stay in there forever or what? Are you going to rot in there?’

‘Stop fighting.. I will snap both of your heads off,’ Hoseok has his hands on his hips.

‘Don’t snap my head off, Hyungiee,’ the werewolf bursts out of the door.

‘Now.. What’s wron-’

‘Let’s go watch the sun setting together.. I’m tired,’ he clings onto both of their arms.

‘Does he get more possessive when he’s sad?’Jungkook rolls his eyes, ignoring the elder and communicating with Hoseok.

‘I’m still here,’ the forgotten boy reminds them of his glory.

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‘I grew up in the Kingdom of Narcissus. Over there, we were expected to be perfect. To only care about ourselves and no one else. Not family, friends or anything.. I wasn’t like that though. But, when you’re the black sheep of the flock, that's what you always will be. Regardless of how nice you are or how good of a person you are, your wool is still the same. You’ll never fit in.’

‘And at one point, I became obsessed with being perfect. Now that I realise it. Perhaps my perfectionism was what killed her.’

‘How did she die?’ Hoseok’s blunt - he never enjoyed sugar coating his words.

‘She was killed by another pack..’

‘How is it your fault then?’

‘I insisted she go buy another bunch of berries. Because the ones I had weren't perfect enough,’ tears unconsciously dripped onto the ground.

‘How could you have known the future that was ahead of you? She didn't die because of you, Tae. They killed her. Was it her blood on your hands? No.. It was theirs.’

‘But.. But.. It’s my fault that I made her go to the market that day,’ he chokes on air.

‘It’s not your fault that evil exists in this world..’

‘Let’s say that you win the machine. Would she be happy knowing that you were blaming yourself for her death?’

‘No.. She would hit me in the chest and go: Tae, you silly thing!’ he smiles, a memory from years ago flashing back into his brain.

‘Do you think we’ll have to fight each other to death, for the machine?’ Taehyung keeps eye contact.

‘I won’t kill you, Tae.. Not even for her.’

‘Neither will I.. I refuse to kill you,’ Jungkook’s confident in what he says.

‘Let’s make a pact then. To give up if the final challenge is for us to slaughter each other,’ his tears have dried.

‘I, Jeon Jungkook will not have the blood of either Vampire Jung Hoseok or Werewolf Kim Taehyung.’

‘I, Kim Taehyung promise to never harm both this kiddo and this Hyung over here.’

‘I, Jung Hoseok will never lay a hand on both of these weirdos.’

‘Weirdos?!’ they scream in unison.

‘See.. Weirdos! So nosy!! My earsss!!’ Hoseok covers his ears.

‘You’re the weirdo over here, Hyung..’

‘Woah.. Woah! Now you two are ganging up on me?!!’

‘Come over and suck our blood then! That is if you can catch onto us!’ they both run away.

‘Get over here, you brats!!! I will drain you dry!!!! You probably won’t even taste good!! And for your information vampires don’t drink blood!!’

You have been invited to take a peek of one of Yoongi’s Iconic Looks

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Error

Witch One Will Win? - Part 7

Summary: Jungkook’s shaking, Taehyung’s shaking, Hoseok’s unfazed. The map is wrong.. Fucking Hell!

Word Count: 546

Pairings: dragon hybrid!reader x witch!yoongi x swan hybrid!jimin / alien!jungkook x vampire!hoseok x werewolf!taehyung

Genre: fluff / crack!au / angst / fantasy!au / sci-fi!au

Warnings: profanity

A/N: This is a short chapter, one that will possibly bring laughter to you.. @jayhopely have fun reading :)..

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‘Wait a fucking minute!’ Hoseok takes a few long and abrupt struts forward.

Hobi might be scared for shit’s sake, but the man was no coward in the name of the forest ahead of him.

‘The map, Jungkook-ah.’

At the voice of order, Jungkook complies.

‘Amber village… fucking hell, the map is wrong!!!’ Jungkook bounces around in panic.

‘Vampires.. Brrrrrrrrr~’ Taehyung turns his head from side to side, over and over again.

‘Guys, vampires aren’t scary.. I’m one, I should know.. We just have to wish for a nice one, that’s all. They are like aliens, wolves and every other species out there.’

‘Brrrrrr~’ Jungkook’s eyes practically sink into his cheeks as he attempts to keep them open.

‘Hyung, you are scary! Look at your fangs!!! Scarrrrry! Brrrrrrr~’ Taehyung kneels on the ground, inspecting the forest’s entrance for any footsteps or feet that can be found.

*squeak squeak squeak squeak*

‘Oh my fucking tree branches, what in the tree roots is that?’

‘Bats.. Brrrrrr~ Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!’ Jungkook screams, jumping over to grab on a tree.

‘Calm down my dosaeng.. (little brother)..’

‘Vampires don’t actually turn into bats.. That theory is rather clever and all, but we don't turn into bats!’

‘What? Someone is approaching us soon, bark bark?’

What in the fucking world is Jeon Jungkook doing?!

‘I told you... I could talk to trees!! This one’s name is Bark Bark!!’

What in the tree trunks.. What the fu-

‘Vampire alert!! Brrr~’ Taehyung rolls up into a ball, “protecting” himself like a hedgehog would.

‘Oh.. Ahahaha. False alarm! It was the wind rustling the leaves on the ground.’

‘Jeon.. Can you really talk to leaves?’

‘Leaves... Hyu-nim! How dare you! I talk to trees! Not leaves!!!’

‘Whatever whatever... So, can you?’

‘Yes... Yes... Yes... How many times do I have to tell you?’ a sour pout and frightening glare face to face with each other.

‘Ahem... Ahem..’

‘Ahhhh!! Witch Lady!!!!’

‘Yes. It is I, your guide.’

‘I apologise for the inconvenience I have caused. Either way: ‘Welcome to The Lands of Pâro..’

‘Pâro.. The feeling of being wrong whenever you are to do something.’

‘Vampires over here feed on your confidence... Thus, that is why this field of wilted flowers is a called The Lands of Pâro. No matter how many crops you are to harvest or meals you are to make, everything feels wrong.’

They both stare at Hoseok like he’s the monster that jumped out of their closet.

‘What?’ inside the innocent boy’s eyes, confusion breeds.

‘Brrrrrrr~’

‘Brrrrrrr~’

‘Yah! I’m not from here! I’m a different breed! I’m vegetarian!! Not confidence-tarian!’

‘Brrrrrr~’

‘Come here you little rascals!!!’

‘Ahhhhhhh!! They run over to hide behind a bunch of trees.

‘Ahem.. Ahem..’

‘Children... Children.. It’s a maze..’

*poof, a figure appears*

Freezes

‘Ahh... What are you?’ they all grab onto Hoseok, holding on for dear life.

Their Hyung-nim will save them.. Won’t he? Won’t he?

‘Well.. I’m a vampire of course..’ Jimin smirks, licking his lips clean.

‘There will be challenges in every dead-end you are to come across.. Good luck,’ he winks at Taehyung.

‘Yoon, baby.. You didn't tell me they would be this cute.’

‘Shut up, Chimin,’ she scowls.

‘Ahhhhhhhhh!!!’ Jungkook screams.

‘For the love of me, please shut up Kook!’

‘Ahh.. Broken my ear.’

Congratulations, you have unlocked Jungkook’s mood board! :D..

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Jungkook - Witch One Will Win?

♡ Mercury aliens, Venus aliens, Mars aliens, Jupiter aliens, Saturn aliens, Uranus aliens, Neptune Aliens, Moon Aliens and Sun aliens.. Having lived within their planets and thrived for aeons to come, they are said to be creatures of a tremendous amount of mystery and dismay. Green skin, weirdly shaped heads, space ships and an indecipherable language. In reality, they are creatures of immense beauty and love.

♡ Jungkook owns a necklace that allows him to travel back to the moon.. Without it, he’s stuck on earth forever!

♡ Pronouns: any

♡ Loves cupcakes.. His favourite earthling treat that he has at the end of every week. Taehyung made him try a bite once and now he’s absolutely hooked onto them.

♡ Can communicate with trees.. Yes, trees have a mind of their own!

♡ His home (located inside the moon) is filled with trees and plants of all sorts.. He feels most at home when he is surrounded by nature..

♡Loves star-gazing more than anything.. ‘Cute,’ he points at a little star twinkling against the sky.

♡ Wears white clothing regardless of how filthy they end up becoming...

♡ His brothers, Taehyung and Hoseok are the reason for his joy (most of the time)..

♡ Has stupid but creative ideas all the time...

♡ Would open up a cupcake shop if he could...

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Park Jimin - Witch One Will Win?

♡ Swan Hybrids are to leave their homes once they turn of age - 1000 years old.

♡ Pronouns: He/Him (bisexual)

♡ Poems and love letters

♡ Loves dancing (extremely elegant and precise as he’s been doing so his whole life) very much.

♡ Reads outside, while admiring flowers

♡ Loves suits

♡ Transforms automatically back into a swan on his birthday

♡ Loves wearing glasses and pretending to be old.. Brings glasses down: ‘Yes, dear.’

♡ Wouldn’t own a library over his dead body. Enjoys borrowing books from actual people, as this means he’ll make more friends.

♡ Wears black in the morning, afternoon and night

♡ Likes having flowers around his head

♡ Blue hair that changes colour as his emotions change.. Usually has his hair dyed black for this reason..

♡ Can jump well.. His great great grandmother was a fairy :]

♡ Has a keen eye for people, but a really bad eyesight

♡ Loves Min Yoongi way too much..

♡ Lives off of teasing Y/N..

♡ Loves Y/N way too much..

♡ Buys spell books for Yoongi

♡ Buys daggers for Y/N

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Fears

Witch One Will Win - Part 3

Summary: No one wants you to know what makes them tremble in daylight, and what keeps them up at night.

Word Count: 852

Pairings: writer!reader x witch!yoongi x writer!jimin / alien!jungkook x vampire!hoseok x werewolf!taehyung

Genre: fluff / crack!au / angst / fantasy!au / sci-fi!au

Warning: mentions of death / gunshot (non-descriptive) / drowning (non-descriptive) / getting crushed by an anvil / getting hit by a train / crying / panic attack induced by magic / mentions of social anxiety / profanity

A/N: I had this ready two days ago, yet I didn’t feel like posting it.. Now it’s here though! I hope you enjoy reading!

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As an instinct to escape the grasp of a predator, they back away. Their hands clasped tightly to their chests.

‘Do not be afraid.. I will not harm you. The dragon within me hasn’t been awakened ever since the day I have arrived here.’

‘Look behind you,’ you insist.

‘Books..’

‘Indeed.’

‘And what are we to do with these books?’ Taehyung remains sceptical of it all.

‘They are records of every living person’s dreams.’

‘There’s a chest outside that can open only if the correct three words are spoken. In this room, your dreams too are recorded. Find them. The answer is encapsulated within them.’

They are about to walk away.

‘Wait.. Wait.. Before you go on. I have one last clue for you. Listen carefully my dear travellers.’

‘A person’s dreams can reveal their deepest darkest fears. A spider swallowing someone alive is much more than what it seems.’

‘You have until sunrise.. If you fail, the books are to be rearranged and you are to start again. Good luck, my dear travellers,’ you disappear just like how you appeared.

‘Well.. Fuck.’

‘Golden lady just left us,’ Jungkook states the obvious.

‘We know, kiddo… We know.’

‘How the fuck do we find this shit?’ Hoseok’s eyes practically fall out at the shelves before him.

‘There’s a good million of them. We’re never going to find them,’ the youngest sighs.

‘So.. You are just going to give up, kiddo?’

‘Stop calling me Kiddo! I’m not a child..’

‘Fine.. Kook it is.’

‘My sister use to call me that,’ his eyes glistened.

‘What happened to her?’ Taehyung approached lightly.

‘She fell down a cliff while trying to fetch for water.’

‘Aren‘t you aliens?’ Hoseok furrows his eyebrows in confusion.

‘We don’t age. But, we can die.’

‘That’s sad-’

*caching caching*

‘What was that?’ Jungkook wipes his tears away.

‘That book is glowing,’ Taehyung points at the one above Jungkook’s head.

‘So.. That's how it works,’ epiphany reaches the eldest through the form of a gasp.

‘Grab it, Tae..’

‘Open it, and read.’

‘Dream number one.’

‘The boy’s mother is crushed by an anvil, leaving the boy in tears.’

‘Dream number two.’

‘The boy’s father is hit by the train, the boy too shock to move.’

‘Dream number three.’

‘The boy’s friend is shot to death, the blood splattering its way to the boy’s tear-stained cheeks.’

‘Dream number four.’

‘The woman is taken away by the sea, leaving the boy behind. ‘My love, don’t go just yet!’

‘Thanatophobia.. The fear of a loved one dying..’

‘Jungkook.. Do you agree?’ sweat rolled down his forehead.

‘Kookie? What’s wrong?’ Hoseok approaches closer.

‘That’s how it's supposed to work. Once the book is read, the fear is resurrected,’ Taehyung assumes.

‘He’s shaking..’ the dove-haired vampire’s sense of worry heightens.

‘Jungkook-ah.. What calms you down?’

‘Hugs.. I need hugs.’

Doing as told, they both hold him by the torso.

‘You bastard.. You did that simply because you wanted to be hugged. Isn’t it?’

‘Oh.. Come on, he was shaking,’ he pats the alien’s head, his pale fingers stroking through the latter’s hair.

‘Are you ready to move on now?’ this time the werewolf appeared to be more gentle and caring.

‘Yes...’

‘So.. Do we just wait?’

‘My dear travellers!’

That scared the shit out of them.

‘The closer you are, the brighter it is.’

‘Trail along all the shelves you can find,’ Hoseok and Jungkook obeys, just as Taehyung does so himself.

‘That witch lady’s gotta stop scaring us,’ Jungkook hisses.

‘I can hear you,’ Yoongi watches from the Crystal ball on her table.

‘I found it.’

‘Do you want me to read it for you, Hoseok?’

‘I’m older than you,‘ a lingering bitterness trailed over his words. He hates the fact that he is the oldest among them.

  ‘Hyung.. No or yes?’

‘Your voice is going to go hoarse. Let Jungkook read it?’

He’s supposed to hate these people, but he can’t. He’s supposed to be taking advantage of them right now, but he isn’t. At that minuscule amount of care, Taehyung smiles.

‘Darkness faded into dawn. He refused to walk outside and greet the people his father had invited over. He cowered in fear, afraid they would come and drag him out.’

‘Anthropophobia.. The fear of people,’ Hoseok says it so emotionlessly, almost as though it doesn't affect him.

That's when he breaks down onto the floor, his eyes burning with anxiety.

‘Hyung!’ Jungkook strolls closer, but Hoseok pushes him away.

‘I’m sorry..’

He never looked so vulnerable as he did now.

‘Leave me alone. It’ll leave soon.. It’ll fade away.’

‘Hyung!’

‘He looked into the mirror and made sure his suit was ironed right, his hair was styled right and his skin managed to appear clear of anything. He looked into the mirror to see if he was perfect.’

‘Atelophobia.. Fear of imperfections,’ despite how weak he was, Hoseok didn't stop himself from informing them.

‘We’re done.. Oh goodness gracious! We are done!’ Jungkook jumps up and down.

‘Where’s Taehyung?’ Hoseok’s eyes widen in shock, rejuvenated and no longer tired, but now alarmed.

You have unlocked Y/N’s Mood Board... She says hi.. :)..

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The Kingdom of Daydreams Witch One Will Win? - Part 2

Summary: The three are to work together as a team. They’ve figured that out through the form of a mind-penetrating witch. What lies ahead of them on the other hand, that's a mystery yet to be solved.

Word count: 817

Pairings: writer!reader x witch!yoongi x writer!jimin / alien!jungkook x vampire!hoseok x werewolf!taehyung

Genre: fluff / crack!au / angst / fantasy!au / sci-fi!au

Warning: profanity / mentions of biting

A/N: There isn’t much sci-fi for now, aside from Jungkook’s existence and the machine. But... there will be more in the future. I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as you did the last.

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‘There is a well hidden somewhere in the deep forests of Epistemophilia, the forgotten city of this very kingdom. The vessel meant for water surrounded by fifty dozen dandelions that flutter away, the daydreams of people different and alike collected for energy.’

‘The same energy that runs the magic that provides for homes, libraries and so on.’

‘Epistemophilia, the perpetual and excessive desire to obtain knowledge. Therefore whenever you are to come across a wooden sign decorated with a stack of books, do keep in mind my dearest traveller. It isn’t a library that you have approached, it is no other than the city of Epistemophilia. There you will meet your first obstacle. The temple of dreams.’

‘I’m Kim Taehyung.. Are you here for the machine as well?’ emotions he doesn't seem to possess.

‘Yes.. I’m Jeon Jungkook. And this fellow over here is Jung Hoseok. We have met along the way.’

‘What do you think the temple of dreams could possibly be like?’

‘I don’t know.. What is anything possibly like?’ Hoseok speaks his opinion.

‘Something related to dreams,’ Jungkook adds.

‘That’s too obvious, kiddo..’ Taehyung snickers.

‘What do you want me to say then? That it’s about a bunch of chickens bullfighting as we bet which one will win through the form of drinking a weird-ass potion that lets us into the birds’ minds.’

‘How does drinking the potion help though?’

‘We get to judge which one is more violent in the head. And by that, we bet on who we think will take the other out.

‘Kiddo.. You’ve got strange thoughts,’ Taehyung almost starts cackling at Jungkook’s logic.

‘How do you know I’m younger than you are?’

‘I’m a werewolf,’ his rather sharp fangs show.

‘Bite me then.’

‘Be careful with what you say. I might actually bite you.’

‘I’m an alien..’

‘Can you turn green?’ that is the first query that falls out of his lips.

‘No.. I can read trees though..’

At the perplexed expression that slaps at the chestnut-haired man. He...

‘I’ll show you one day,’ pride reaches the tip of his eyes.

‘But.. Anyways.. How does you being a werewolf and me being an alien do anything with our age?’

‘I’m 300 years old... You?’

‘I’m 1000 years old.. You were saying, kiddo?’ contempt lurks at both of them.

‘Guys.. Stop fighting!! Goodness gracious,’ Hoseok tries to play peacemaker, only to be interrupted by a clearing of throat.

‘Well.. Hello again. Please do not fight. You are to work together in the obstacles that come ahead of you. As of now, you are a team.‘

‘If any one of you comes to harm or perhaps even come to be of no more, the quest will be over. As I have said before, you are a team. With even one gone, the team is disenabled.  Do you understand?’

‘Yes..’ the same words scrape their tongues.

Suddenly, a lightning bolt of gold lands onto the land covered in green.

‘The temple of dreams welcomes you.’

A woman draped in silk and ribbons, and a wand in her hand greets them.

‘Yoongi... Do I really have to do this?! What type of fucking clothes are these?.. I swear.. This shit is so tight. I’m killing you after this!’ you babble in your head.

‘Why can’t I wear what I usually do?’

‘What am I.. Dressing to impress?’

‘As a guardian, I can sue you!’

‘You look good though,’ she comments back.

‘Get out of my head! I have to speak, you hooligan!’

‘Ahem.. Ahem. I am the keeper of this very temple. Who is it that has sent you here?’ your goody two shoes and polite ass bitch facade is on.

‘Keeper, the identity of the person behind it all is unknown. But.. what we do know is that they are the developer of a certain machine,’ Hoseok informs you.

‘Ahh! Your main destination is Violet Castle isn’t it?’ you fake oblivion.

‘Yes! That one,’ an overexcited Kook answers.

‘Follow me,’ you take a few steps forward, your muscle memory guiding you and them who follows behind.

‘A library?’ they all let out softly

‘A millennium ago. A dragon hybrid by the name of Sonder had carried boulders on her back, flying over to a land barren of trees in hope of starting a new life. That is when she had built this temple right here. And do not be fooled, it is no longer a temple. Most people on our land are of no religion. They are free people, unrestricted to the beliefs of the guardians.’

‘Sonder.. The realisation that everyone else has a life just like you do. Like the main character of a novel realising they aren‘t the only one with a personality, or friends and family.’

‘I thought I needed to tell you that.’

‘Oh.. One more thing,’ they all focus their attention on you.

‘I am that Dragon.’

You Have Unlocked Min Yoongi’s Moodboard.. She says hi! -,-

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Witch One Will Win? - BTS

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♡ In - played in the head

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Kim Taehyung - Witch One Will Win?

♡ Werewolves are rough all the way through to their core, but soft like cotton when it comes to the people they care for

♡ Pronouns: He/Him (Bisexual)

♡ Loves counting the number of stars in the sky

♡ Misses the forest like no other can

♡ Loves cuddles, and affection

♡ Wears fluffy or soft clothing to feel close and keep intact with his wolf

♡ Shifts every two decade

♡ Enjoys walks along murky lakes and damp grass

♡ Not looking for love… He’ll never love anyone the way he loved her…

♡ Likes folding paper stars and storing them in jars - plans on gifting one or two jars to Hoseok and Jungkook

♡ Blames himself a lot - an absolute sweetheart who deserves nothing but love

♡ Has a good sense of alert and great intuition - can see through rock

♡ Mysterious and hard to get to know - once you know him, you’re never going to stop loving him

♡ Tend to talk a lot once he starts talking

♡ Always acting ever so serious, yet he really is the epitome of silly..