#god. when they show up in my daemon au. I’m really about to bend the plot so much so they get so much screen time

[acaciapines]

tonight it’s time to be emotional about (spins wheel) the collector! let’s all give it up for my silly little god-child!! THEY DESERVE ONLY GOOD THINGS.

[iamthechocobabe]

We All Have Battle Scars

YES. 

IT IS DONE. This bitch is done. I have done it. No more soulmate au’s for awhile now. No more fics for a bit-oneshot smut is where it’s at. Headcannons for life, bros. 

Tagging @roses-and-oceans and @bespectacled-girl as they both encouraged me to finish and gave me that extra boost. Thanks to you guys and to those who’ve put up with my madness so far, I will see you all for a NoctisXReader thing later tonight or tomorrow-possibly Saturday. We’ll see. 

Also, TEARS. FUCKING TEARS MAN, OH MY GAWWWWWWD. 

We All Have Battle Scars A PromptoXOC Soulmate AU based on We Intertwined ~Epilogue: Part 2~ SFW Word Count: 2,064

When the sun began to rise, Talcott wasted no time in jumping in his truck and driving into Insomnia, a few other hunter's in other trucks behind him to help find the four who had gone to save Eos from Darkness. Cor had called and wanted Talcott to wait until he got there, but it would have been two hours and Talcott felt like he had to get there right away or it would be too late-for what, he didn't know. 

The only problem? 

No one had any idea where the Citadel was. 

After navigating the city for almost twenty minutes, getting lost countless times, Talcott finally pulled over by an old ransacked travel agency and found a map of the city. Knowing where to go, Talcott tore through the partially destroyed streets of Insomnia, not a daemon in sight as he raced to the steps of the Citadel. 

Pulling into the large circular driveway, Talcott froze when he saw three men lying motionless on the steps, their true fate unknown. 

Tearing out of the car, Talcott and the other hunter's went to the three, Talcott bending over Gladiolus and almost laughed when he saw his chest moving up and down slowly, showing that he was still alive. 

"They're alive!" One hunter yelled, talking about Prompto and Ignis and had the three use phoenix down's to get them moving again-they helped the three into the truck to get them out of the city, knowing that they would get better treatement in Hammerhead. Two hunter's stayed behind to check out the rest of the Citadel to see if they could find Noctis while Talcott drove away with the three, aiming for Hammerhead as they had a medic station there. 

"The prince," Talcott mumbled, looking at the three through the rearview mirror. "Is...is he...?" 

When Talcott received no response, he nodded, already knowing what had happened. 

They all knew. 

"Alaea," Prompto groaned as he tried to sit up, but collapsed back into the seat. Talcott had only met Alaea once, at his twelfth birthday party, though he knew Prompto was absolutely crazy about his wife and mother of his new child and she had seemed nice-he remembered how she had a beautiful voice when she sang happy birthday.  "Call her, let her know I'm okay," 

Nodding, Talcott wiggled the phone out of his pocket with the intentions of calling Gina, since they had worked together a few times during some hunts. When no one answered, he texted Gina to let her know that Prompto was alive and to let Alaea know so she wouldn't worry; the text message he got back made his eyes go wide as basketballs and he glanced at Prompto through the rearview mirror. 

"Uh, wow-okay, so. How would you feel if we dropped off Gladio and Ignis in Hammerhead and drove Prompto over to Lestallum to get medical attention?" 

"Uh, I'm kind of in a lot of pain," Prompto coughed harshly, positive he had a few broken ribs. "Why?" 

"Because your wife just went into labor," 

Alaea's scream practically echoed all throughout Lestallum-they had no time to get to the medical center in the city to get Alaea a doctor, her labor was going by extremely fast. So she wound up lying down on a few blankets over the floor in her apartment, as once some labor pains started kicking in she couldn't manage to get to the bed. 

For Alaea, it was a nice distraction-thinking about Prompto lying dead somewhere made her want to curl up into a ball and die, but she had to push on-for her child's sake. But after a grueling three hours, she was practically at the ready, Libby and a doctor who had ran over, helping out in whatever way they could and soon started telling Alaea that they could see the head. Kris, Libby's wife, stood by nervously with Wiz and Lonnie, ready to help when it was needed. 

"Push, Ali!" Libby yelled. "You're almost there! Come on, push!" 

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Alaea pushed again, collapsing back onto the floor after another push. "And if anyone says I owe money to the swear jar, heads will roll," 

"You've got this," Gina sat next to Alaea and pushed her sweaty bangs off her forehead. "Keep pushing-you can do this," 

"I know," Alaea sat up on her elbows again. "I know," she repeated to herself and pushed once more, feeling a slight weight disappear as Libby helped pull the baby away and into the new sunshine filled world. High pitched screaming filled the room, the baby cold and not liking the new brightness of the sun at all. 

"It's...it's a girl," Libby whispered, tears falling and Kris went over to hug Libby softly. "You did it, Ali-oh, my gods, she's beautiful," 

"’Course she is," Wiz whispered, bringing a yellow blanket from their nursery in the apartment to swaddle the baby after the doctor cleaned her up in the baby bath. "She's the daughter of the most beautiful girl in Eos," 

"Shut up, dad," Alaea laughed softly and sat up to reach out to the baby, cradling her in her arms as Gina brought the coffee table over so Alaea could lean against it. Recognizing Alaea's voice, the baby almost quieted down instantly, now warm and content. "Welcome to the world, Ellie Mae Argentum-you're just in time to see the sun again," 

"You went with Ellie after all?" Gina laughed, her own tears choking her. "Ellie and Ali-that'll be too confusing," 

"It's perfect," Alaea whispered and kissed the little girl's forehead. "She's perfect," 

"The umbilical cord...?" The doctor held up a scalpel, looking around to see who was going to do it. 

Prompto was supposed to do it. 

I wish he could see you now, Alaea thought as tears began to fall in waves down her cheeks. 

The doctor glanced down at Alaea for a second and his eyes widened when he noticed something was off. "Uh, Wiz," the doctor said, glancing up at the new grandfather. "Didn't you say that your ex-wife was a twin?" 

Gina looked up when 'ex-wife' was mentioned. "Yeah, we were twins-why?" 

The doctor looked at Alaea, choosing his words carefully. "Um, didn't you get an ultrasound when you went to the doctor?" 

Alaea shook her head, confused at the doctor's line of questioning. "No, they've had to cut back on some of the electricity for a while now. They could only use enough power to check on the baby's heartbeat," 

"And they only heard the one heartbeat?" 

Alaea handed Ellie to Gina and sat up a bit to focus on the doctor. "What's going on?" 

"Um, you might not want to get too comfortable," the doctor kneeled down by Alaea again. "Because I'm pretty sure there's another baby on the way," 

Prompto ignored the pain in his ribs and right leg as he tore up the stairs to his apartment, not patient enough to wait for the elevator. Talcott followed behind closely as Prompto practically knocked the door down trying to get inside, met with Alaea on the floor screaming and Wiz bouncing a crying baby in his arms. 

"What-what-what-" was all Prompto could muster. The baby was born, the little girl he had secretly hoped for was in Wiz's arms. Why...?

When Prompto spoke up, everyone's heads turned in shock towards him, Alaea going pale when she saw him, looking like she'd seen a ghost. 

All for except Gina. 

"Oh," Gina snapped her fingers. "Right, I got sidetracked when the doctor asked me to get hot water-they found Prompto, he's okay," 

"He's here," Alaea whispered, ignoring Gina and only focused on Prompto. "You...you're here..." 

Prompto went to Alaea's side and knelt down beside her, tears in his eyes as Wiz continued to hold Ellie, figuring there'd be plenty of time for Prompto to meet his daughter after the next baby was born. "What the hell's happening?" 

"Twins," Libby explained. 

"Twins..." Prompto looked back at Alaea and she nodded to confirm what she said. "We're...having twins," 

"Yup," Alaea laughed and pulled Prompto down for a long and passionate kiss before letting him up for air. 

"Ready to start pushing?" the doctor asked softly. 

Nodding, Alaea sat up and Prompto held onto her shoulder with one arm and her hand with the other as Alaea started pushing once again. Luckily, the next baby wasn't taking as long as soon enough, the baby was crowning and like before, Libby reached over to help bring the baby to Eos. Unlike Ellie, this baby was quiet and observant, staring in the world as it observed everything around it. 

"Shit, what if it's a girl?" Prompto asked. "We only thought up of one girl name," 

"Wendy Alicia,"

"Fuck that noise, I'm not naming my kid Wendy," 

"You don't have to worry about that," Libby looked up and laughed, tears once again in her eyes. "It's a boy," 

Prompto was now crying as much as Alaea as he watched the doctor bathe the baby boy, swaddle it in a blue blanket and gently hand him to Alaea. Wiz knelt down and placed Ellie into Prompto's arms and together, they watched their children as they settled down and familiarized themselves with their parents. 

"Noctis Xanthus Argentum," Alaea whispered. "Oh, gross," she suddenly said and Prompto looked at her in shock. 

"What?" 

"They're blonde," 

Prompto barked a laugh as he kissed her forehead, her nose, her chin and then her lips. “Blonde babies are beautiful and you know it,” 

Laughing, Alaea ruffled Noctis’ tuft of hair. “They really are,” 

Alaea whiped the sweat off her brow-now that she had gotten her strength back, she wanted to do what she originally wanted to do after she discovered she was pregnant-

Paint the nursery. 

Placing the yellow paint covered brush onto a tray, Alaea scooped up Ellie from her soft, yellow plush bouncer that Libby got for her, Noctis sleeping in the one that ironically was blue with suns on it. Cradling Ellie, Ellie's brown eyes stared in wonder at the newly painted ceiling, sucking on her pink binkie that had a chocobo's face on the end. 

"I know it's silly to paint the walls when we're just gonna move out in a year or so," Alaea whispered. "But you two are the sun in my life, the first confirmed children after the sun came back-it only figured you had a sun in your room to match," 

"I thought I was the sun in your life," Prompto stood by the doorway and grumbled as Noctis woke up and began to coo at his dad. 

"You're one of them," Placing Ellie back in her bouncer, Alaea pressed herself up against Prompto to meld her lips to his before showing him the ceiling. "Ta-daaaaaa!" she exclaimed with a large flourish. 

Looking up, it took everything Prompto had in him not to laugh hysterically, the bright yellow sun Alaea painted looking messy and looking like something a six year old would hang on the fridge. "It's...very you, Chocobee," 

"Fuck you," Alaea stuck her tongue out at him, so Prompto reached forward and nipped at her tongue gently. 

"Swear jar," 

"Goddammit," Alaea reached into her pocket and left the room to place another few gil in the jar. 

When she came back, Prompto was holding Noctis up so he could sniff his butt. When what he smelled was confirmed, he glanced at Alaea with a cocky grin. "You're up," 

"Oh, come on," Alaea whined-after the babies had been born, Prompto had been gracious enough to change the diapers for her so she could recuperate, but apparently that was over. 

"Fair's fair," Prompto said, rubbing his hand over his freshly shaved chin. 

Alaea grumbled as she grabbed Noctis and brought him over to the changing table, the smell already making her sick as she prepared the diapers and wipes onto the table. While doing that, Prompto cradled Ellie on his chest, watching the woman he loved and mother of his children almost glow from the sunlight streaming into the room. 

"I'm happy you were my soulmate, Alaea Argentum," Prompto said quietly, almost quiet enough for Alaea not to hear him. 

Alaea turned back and smiled at Prompto, as always taking his breath away with her beautiful smile. "I'm happy you were my soulmate, too, Prompto Argentum," 

Turning back to the task at hand, Alaea unbuttoned Noctis' dark blue onesie and undid the diaper-when she peeled the crinkled diaper back and saw the present Noctis had for her, she placed the diaper back and stared at Prompto with a look of pure and utter horror. 

"Get the tequila,"

[renaleis]

[Cimmerian || Chapter I]

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader ; Jimin x Reader

Genre: Angst, mystery, romance, fantasy horror (kind of like supernatural?)

Synopsis/AU: In which you and Taehyung are the only humans while the rest of bangtan are nonhuman (daemons and other assorted creatures if you will) and every other creature is out to kill you.

Oh, and Taehyung may not be human after all.

A/N: See bottom 

  It had been quite some time since you were evicted from your apartment, having no other option but to move in with Taehyung upon his insistence. You were reluctant at first; the idea of staying with someone you’d only met within the past year was terrifying enough, but finding out that he shared the living space with six other guys was mortifying. Taehyung is a kind soul though, and you knew that without him you wouldn’t have any other place to stay. Although admittedly, discovering the fact that the six other guys living with Taehyung weren’t human made living on the streets a more appealing option.

  At the time anyways.

~~~

  Eyebrows furrowing, you grumbled as a hand slightly shook your shoulder in an attempt to wake you up. The blanket was too warm, the pillow was too soft, and you were enjoying your sleep too much to even think about leaving the comfort of your bed. Turning over you tried your best to ignore the insistent shaking, irritation bubbling up inside of you.

  “[Y/N]? Come on wake up. Taehyung’s going to be upset if you’re not there for breakfast.”

  “Go away.”

  You heard a sigh, before a rather loud and obnoxious yell resonated in your ear. Irritated and angry, you sat up, and grabbing the nearest object (which so happened to be your pillow), you whacked your assailant across the face.

  Jungkook, who had been perched rather awkwardly on the side of your bed, yelped in surprise as he fell off from the impact, landing on the hardwood floor with a painful sounding thump. “What the hell?!”

  “I hate being woken up Jeon.” You stretched your limbs, shuffling past him with a barely interested glance. “Besides I’d be more concerned with the fact that you, as a vampire, were just knocked over by me, a human. Embarrassing don’t you think?”

  “Excuse me?!” Jungkook trailed behind you, listing off all the reasons as to why he decided to let you knock him over and how realistically such a thing would never faze him. You were hardly listening though, too focused on the delicious aroma wafting from the kitchen and dining area. Walking into the room, you noticed that Namjoon was the only one seated at the table, the silverware already laid out. He was scribbling something in his journal with nothing more than a grunt to acknowledge your entrance.

  Nice shot kid.

  Thanks Namjoon. He deserved it. You thought.

  Namjoon chuckled, drawing Jungkook’s attention. The boy’s eyes narrowed in suspicion before he plopped down into a seat. It still amazed you how, even though Taehyung was the only other human in this house aside from you, that the others didn’t show any signs of being nonhuman. If you hadn’t known better you would’ve thought they were all average guys. However, as you observed Namjoon and Jungkook, as well as the others who were slowly trickling into the dining room, you decided that they really were just average guys born into a different life style per say, and you adored each of them to no end.

  Jungkook is a Youngblood; a vampire of pure blood, a direct descendant from one of the royal bloodlines (though he refused to tell you which one), with enhanced physical attributes. He was by far the strongest of the six non humans in the house, despite being the youngest.

  Namjoon is a Diviner; one of the last of his kind with the ability of telepathy and telekinesis, and extensive knowledge on almost everything ranging from spells to runes and more. His mind made up for his lack of physical strength, so much that Namjoon more often than not had to carry a journal at all times to write some of the things his mind processes in order to keep him from having a mental breakdown.

  Jimin, the next one to enter, gave you a small smile as he sat down in the seat on your right, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand. He is a Siren, a very rare one at that, being one of the six only known Sirens left in the world. Much like those of mythology, Jimin’s voice alone was enough to bend someone to his will, and often times he wouldn’t be able to control when his powers leaked into his speech.

  Hoseok and Yoongi stumbled into the dining room soon after; Hoseok lively as usual while Yoongi still looked half asleep. Hoseok is a werewolf, though he prefers the term Lycan. With superhuman attributes that nearly matched Jungkook’s, Hoseok came from a royal bloodline as well, one that has existed for so long that he had the ability to shift upon will, not just the full moon. Yoongi is a High Warlock who’s been around for centuries. He’s seen much and his knowledge is the only one that can even remotely rival Namjoon’s. He’s very similar to Namjoon, with the exception that Yoongi mainly dabbles in elemental arts, while Namjoon, well Namjoon dabbles in everything (dark arts being his particular favorite but it’s strictly forbidden to practice such magic).

  “Breakfast is re-oh everyone’s here!” Seokjin seemed pleased as he came in from the kitchen, plates of food in his hands.

  Seokjin is an Incubus, or Charmer as he prefers being called, and while he feeds off sexual pleasure and intimacy, Seokjin is able to coax people to do his bidding, though nowhere near as effective as Jimin’s capabilities. He of course, possessed basic abilities that all demons share, though he’s spent many hours practicing recently to increase his strength.

  As breakfast began, Namjoon noticed Jimin ever so slightly lean closer towards you. His eyes flickered over to Taehyung, who had settled into the seat on your left, before glancing down to his plate. Taehyung, who noticed Jimin’s actions, merely scooted his chair slightly closer to yours so that your arms brushed against one another. You brushed it off, having been used to Taehyung’s touchy-feely personality. That and well the food was too good to ignore.

  Everyone ate in silence, the scraping of forks against plates the only sound in the room until Namjoon choked, breaking into a coughing fit. Yoongi handed him his glass of water and continued eating. Looking over at him, you noticed his fingers resting against his temple, rubbing small circles into that area.

  “You okay?” You asked.

  “Yeah I’m fine, I uh, just need to write some stuff down.” Namjoon waved his hand to dismiss the subject before pushing his plate aside and scribbling in his journal once again. Without looking up he spoke. “Any plans for today?”

  “We should go hiking.” Jimin looked up, eyes sparkling.

  “It has been awhile since we’ve been to the cliff.” Hoseok grinned. “I’m down for it.”

  “I should go change then.” You said, stuffing the last bit of food into your mouth before heading upstairs to your room.

  Rummaging through your closet for an appropriate outfit to wear, you smiled to yourself as you heard Jimin, Hoseok, and Jungkook race each other to their rooms, with Seokjin trailing after them nagging them about being careful. You didn’t hear Yoongi, Namjoon, or Taehyung though, meaning they were probably having another one of their “talks”. After picking out an outfit, you went about getting ready.

~~~

  “Taehyung.” Namjoon started, closing his journal with a tired sigh. “You have to tell [Y/N].”

  “You know I can’t.” Taehyung replied, body tensing.

  “Can’t you see this isn’t just affecting you anymore?” Yoongi spat. “Namjoon’s damn near having a breakdown everyday now and I’m wearing thin too. There’s a disturbance in our realm, something I haven’t seen in all the decades I’ve been alive. Something’s coming, something that predates what Namjoon and I know, and as far as we can tell it has something to do with [Y/N].”

  “But-”

  “No, let me finish first you pretentious brat. On top of that, Seokjin and the others can only fight off other creatures for so long. They’re strong but they’re sure as hell not invincible. Besides sooner or later [Y/N]’s going to notice and she’s going to start putting the pieces together.” Yoongi leaned forward, hands clasped on top of the table as he continued. “Look, I mean no disrespect to you since you are my brother, and I know you have some issues seeing as what you are, but god dammit Taehyung you need to tell her you aren’t human before something goes very very wrong. Your selfishness is putting her and all of your brothers at risk.”

  “How do you expect me to tell her that I want to kill her.” Taehyung asked, face void of any emotion. “How do you expect me to tell her that everyday I fight the urge to make the life fade from her eyes when I love her more than anything else in this world? Tell me Yoongi, how do I tell the love of my life that I want her dead by my hand?”

  Yoongi stared at him, eyes unwavering as he leaned back in his seat, arms folded across his chest. The silence was unbearable, the tension rising until Namjoon groaned. Taking his glasses off, he dragged a hand down his face, suddenly seeming twenty years older than his youthful age of twenty two.

  “Yoongi’s right Taehyung. I can’t pinpoint it yet, but something is coming for [Y/N] and seemingly, for you too. Something that hasn’t walked this earth for at least a millennium. We’re trying our very best to protect her but we need your cooperation no matter how difficult this is.” He looked at the younger boy sympathetically.

  “I just don’t want her to end up like them.” Taehyung whispered.

  Namjoon and Yoongi could only stare at him with solemn faces.

~~~

  You finished getting ready, heading downstairs just as the others came barrelling down the stairs. Chuckling at their behavior, you made your way towards the dining room where the others were still speaking. Peeking your head in, a frown made its’ way across your face upon seeing all their grim expressions.

  “You guys all okay?” You asked.

  “Yeah we’re fine.” Namjoon smiled, getting up from his seat. “Let’s head out while the day is still early.”

  “If you say so.”

  The walk to the trail was enjoyable, the weather more than perfect. You slowed your pace, hoping to walk alongside Taehyung to talk to him about what happened after breakfast, but you soon found Jimin’s arm around you, preventing you from doing so. Taehyung stared at the two of you, his sad expression going unnoticed.

  “You ready for some fun sweetheart?” Jimin asked, bringing you closer.

  “Why do you call me that?” You asked, your face warming at the pet name.

  “It suits you.” He shrugged, deciding his answer was enough.

  You had been about to reply, when you felt a shiver down your spine. You stopped abruptly, startling Jimin as you looked around your surroundings. For a second, you thought you saw a shadow move somewhere behind you guys, but it was so brief that you decided perhaps it was just your imagination.

  “You okay sweetheart?”

  “What? Oh yeah, just thought I saw something is all.”

  “What could possibly distract you from this handsome face?” Jimin pouted.

  “Anything is better than having to look at your face Jimin.” Hoseok grinned over his shoulder, breaking into a sprint as Jimin chased after him, shouting profanities.

  Taehyung increased his pace so that he was walking beside you. “You sure you okay? You seemed kind of spooked by something back there.”

  “Yeah I’m fine don’t worry. We’re supposed to have fun today, no worrying.” You smiled up at him. Hooking your arm through his, you pulled him along. “Come on the trail is up ahead! In a few more minutes we’ll be at the cliff!”

  The cliff was a special hangout for the eight of you. As it’s name suggested, it was a cliff that overlooked a beautiful lake that sparkled and shimmered like a thousand diamonds underneath the sun. Sometimes, if it was warm enough, you all would go cliff diving into the lake. The trail leading towards the cliff was lush and full of life; a beautiful forest. The path was well worn after many trips, and with the foliage overhead to block the sun, cool as well.

  As you were walking, you felt that same presence once again from before. Out of the corner of your eye you saw the same shadowy mass dart quickly between the trees, but when you turned your head to look directly at it, nothing was there. Looking back ahead, you noticed how tensed Namjoon and Yoongi seemed, and you definitely knew something was off.

  Upon reaching the clearing, you all took your usual seats atop various rocks and tree stumps; Namjoon and Yoongi the only ones standing. Everyone seemed focused on something, each of the boys glancing nervously around them. Standing up and dusting off your clothes, you turned towards them.

  “I don’t know if I’m going crazy or not, but I think something might’ve followed us here.” You said nervously, rubbing your arms. You had grown somewhat used to attacks from various creatures over the past few months; attacks ranging from demons to hunters, and everything else in between. You assumed that because of Jungkook and Hoseok’s bloodlines it was most likely a family feud; other Youngbloods and Lycans who wanted power and status.

  Namjoon open his mouth to reply when suddenly, and without warning, a large swirling black mass burst from the surrounding trees and bushes, the force knocking him to the ground. Moving at an incredible speed, the cloud like entity rushed towards you, enveloping you in a suffocating mist. The ground disappeared beneath your feet as visions brought forth from the entity danced across your eyes. Images of each of the boys’ deaths filled your senses, their voices ringing in your ears as they each blamed you for their deaths. It was so overwhelming, and no matter what you did you couldn’t escape it. Everywhere you looked was nothing but blood and, the corpses of all seven boys scattered at your feet. Your sanity was slipping, and you were beginning to fade in and out of consciousness as you whimpered.

  You could hear someone calling out your name, and when you managed to pry your eyes open, you realized you were no longer on the cliff. It was as if time had stopped; the entity rushing back towards the others as your eyes locked with Taehyung’s. He kept shouting your name over and over, his hand desperately reaching out to you. His frame was getting smaller, and that’s when you noticed. The fear in his eyes, along with something else you couldn’t identify.

  The realization that you were falling finally hit you, and you closed your eyes, waiting for impact, and as Taehyung watched you slip further and further away from him, he tried to fight the one thought repeating itself over and over in his head.

  He loved you, and as much as he wanted to save you with every fiber of his being, he knew it was only because of one thing:

  He wanted to be the one to end your life instead.

A/N: Heyo! So to my readers that have been with me from the start, yall might recognize this plot :’) if not let me just say it’s the plot of the very first fic I ever wrote and posted back when I was on AFF and it was called Hell House at the time. I loved the plot so much and this year will be my 4th year of writing stories so I decided to go back and rewrite my first fic! I’ve made changes so ppl who’ve read Hell House will notice both similarities and differences from the original.

anyways hope yall enjoyed and feedback is much appreciated c:

p.s. the title is a reference to another fic i once wrote; kudos to anyone who remembers it