#honestly it was a shit call that killed any chance for some comeback magic

[mtnlei]

cal's 1000 yard stare

nate ur traumatizing the babie.

the dogg is barking!

[gaiyofanfiction]

Rare Blood (8)

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4 - Chapter 5 - Chapter 6 - Chapter 7 - Chapter 8 - Chapter 9 - Chapter 10 (Final)

Vampire Prince!Yoo Kihyun x Siren!Reader

Much angst, maybe fluff

Vampire world!AU

A/N: Ahhh! Thank you for all the love! We are so happy you all like it. Here's the anticipated chapter 8! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: This store is pure fiction. Yoo Kihyun and the rest of Monsta X are the sweetest creatures on this earth, we know they would never do anything to harm or manipulate anyone.

Trigger warning: Mentions of abuse and slight sexual assault.

Prince Kihyun paces back and forth in his bed Chambers. The image of you in between Minhyuk and IM as they feed from you replays in his mind.

“ARGH!!” He slams his fist against his desk, a loud growl leaving his lips.

The Prince sits on his bed, his head low in thought. He recalls the words he spoke to you and sighs. Maybe he was being too harsh. It wasn't your fault those two disobeyed the rules. You did tell him that you were only looking for him.

After about an hour of calming himself down, he decides to head to your room to apologize. He makes his way out of his room to yours. Knocking he speaks softly.

“Y/N? Are you okay?” The other side of the door is silent. A look of concern flashes across his features. He knocks again but this time doesn't wait for an answer and opens the door.

“Y/N? What's going-” he stops in his tracks. The reason you weren't answering was because you weren't in there. He frantically checks under the bed, in the closet and in the bathroom. You were nowhere to be found.

As Prince Kihyun's worry grows and grows, he runs out of the room and down the hall to the library. He rips the door open to reveal four boys hanging out in the room. Hyungwon is sleeping on the sofa, Shownu is quietly reading and Jooheon and Wonho are playing a game of chess. Three out of the four boys look up when the Prince enters.

“Hey, Kihyun. Are you alright?” Shownu asks noticing his disheveled state.

Prince Kihyun ignores the informal greeting. “Have any of you seen Y/N?”

Jooheon's eyebrows furrow. “No, we haven't seen her since last night's party. Why?”

Prince Kihyun leans against the door, his breathing heavy. “I can't find her. We got into a bit of a quarrel and she’s disappeared. That’s the last I’ve seen her.”

“She probably finally left your royal ass,” Wonho mumbles under his breath.

Prince Kihyun’s attention shoots over to the lustful vampire. “I'm sorry, what was that? Speak up.”

Wonho glares up at his cousin. “I SAID 'she probably finally left your royal ass’.”

Prince Kihyun growls. “What's that supposed to mean?”

Wonho stands up, slamming his hand on the table. “It means exactly that. You treat her like shit, just because she's human. She has done nothing, but appease you and yet she somehow gets the brunt of your rage and pride! Honestly, I’d say she’s smart for running away and realizing she’s worth more than a prideful vampire that calls himself a Prince.”

Prince Kihyun takes a step towards the vampire with his fists clenched. “She wouldn't dare! She knows she's mine and so does everyone else! If she goes out there on her own, someone could hurt her and she knows that!”

Jooheon stands up in between the two heated males. “You're worried about her getting hurt out there? At least out there, her magic works and she has the chance of defending herself! In here, YOU'RE the one who hurts her and she can't do anything about it!”

Prince Kihyun's anger rises inside him. Deep down, he knows everything his family has said is true but he didn't want to believe it. He turns his attention to Shownu and a now half awake Hyungwon.

“Do you two feel the same way?!”

Hyungwon yawns and shrugs. “I mean, she's cute and her blood is rare and all but I'm pretty indifferent to the matter. Humans to me aren't really anything special but I also don't hate them.”

Shownu nods in agreement. “Same for me. However, your Highness, I've notice that you don't treat her very well. I mean, she's giving you her precious blood willingly.”

Prince Kihyun's eyes widen in shock that this is how his family feels. He sighs and sits down in a chair, glaring at the ground. “What's happened to me. I was never like this before.”

Prince Kihyun feels a large hand on his shoulder. He looks up to see Wonho with a sad look on his face. “You went through something traumatic and we get that, it changes a person. Hell, it affected us too in a way. None of us were like this before the incident.”

Wonho ruffles the Prince's hair, making him narrow his eyes at the older cousin. “You're a good kid, Kihyun. I think that you were thrown into this position too quickly. But since you have no choice now, you need to realize that you have responsibilities that the rest of us don't. You took in a feeder who was terrified of going back out by herself. Since she is yours, you need to find her, apologize to her and bring her back.”

Despite Wonho talking to the Prince like a kid, he smiles softly at his cousin. His smile drops as soon as he realizes he has no idea where you went.

“I have no idea where she could have gone. I don't know how I'm going to find her. She doesn't have her collar on and I haven't fed from her enough to have my magic fuse to her.” He groans.

“What happened between you two anyway? Why doesn't she have her collar on?” Hyungwon sleepily wonders.

Prince Kihyun's face turns dark as he recalls what happened earlier. “I was with Soyou signing the marriage papers and suddenly something just felt off. I went back to my room to see Y/N caught between IM and Minhyuk. Her shirt was ripped, IM had her wrists tightly in his hands and they were both feeding from her.”

Wonho's eyes widen. “Holy shit, I didn't think they'd actually do it.”

Kihyun's head snaps up. “Do what? Did they say something?”

Wonho and Shownu look at eachother. “Well, um, they said they were going to have a contest to see who can get to her blood first.”

Kihyun growls loudly and slams his fist into the wall, creating a hole. “You two KNEW that they were going to try something like this and you didn’t TELL me?!”

Shownu shrugs, “I didn’t think they’d actually do it.”

“I swear to god, if they have anything to do with her disappearance, I’m going to kill the both of them. I don’t care if they’re family or not,” Kihyun opens the door to the hallways and screams for a servant to come to his aid. Three of Kihyun’s bodyguards and Mrs. Kim rush to his side, bowing their heads.

“What can we do for you, your Highness?”

“I want every man we have searching the castle and the nearby woods. My personal feeder has gone missing and I want her found immediately.”

“Right away, your Highness.” The bodyguards scurry off to make the arrangements. Mrs. Kim looks at the Prince with concern.

“What’s happening, my Prince?”

Kihyun looks to Mrs. Kim with a sad, drained expression. “Y/N and I had a fight and now she’s missing. I hope she’s not in any trouble.”

You groan as your consciousness starts to come to. ‘What the fuck happened?’ You blink, trying to get rid of the blurriness. ‘The last thing I remember is…’ Your eyes come into focus as your face pales. You find yourself in what seemed to be a large underground bunker of some sort. You try to stand up but for some reason you can’t get up. You look down to see your arms and legs tied to a chair, a towel wrapped around the bottom of it.

“What the fuck?” you murmured, pulling at the ropes.

“You won’t be able to escape, sweetcheeks. So I wouldn’t even try.”

You stiffen at the voice coming from the dark corner of the room. You see a figure step out of the shadows, wincing when you realize who it is.

“God, why can’t you two leave me alone?!”

Minhyuk chuckles, smirking to show his fangs. “Well, my sweet, your blood is just too delectable to pass up.”

“I agree. I couldn’t get enough of it, I could have drained you dry.” you hear IM’s voice from behind you. You feel a presence come up and his finger was tracing your neck to where his bite is.

“W-what the hell am I doing here? Are you two the ones who knocked me out?”

“Yes, we are. However, we aren’t the masterminds behind your kidnapping.” Minhyuk saunters up to you and squats at eye level. He grabs your chin with his thumb and pointer finger, forcing you to look him in the eyes. ‘How can someone so attractive be so evil?’

“That doesn’t mean we didn’t enjoy the hell out of it, though, because trust me, we did.”

You pull your head away from his grip, shooting an icy glare in his direction. “Don’t touch me, I don’t belong to you. I belong to the Prince only."

IM laughs as he pushes your hair out of the way of your neck. “You mean the same Prince who told you that you’re nothing more to him than a blood bag with legs?’

Your heart shatters once again as you recall the nasty words he said to you. Tears well up in your eyes. You try to blink them back but one rolled down your cheek. IM notices and bends down, running his tongue up your cheek to catch the tear. You shiver at his touch.

“Awe, don’t cry, sweet siren. He’s a royal pain anyways. We’ll take good care of you right here.” Minhyuk licks his sharp upper fangs.

“Yeah, right. Your jealousy of the Prince is showing, Vampire. Better reign that in before someone notices how pathetic you’re being.” you smirk at your comeback.

Minhyuk hisses at you, his eyes growing blood red. He grips your thighs and digs his nails in hard, causing you to wince in pain. “How dare you speak that way to a pure Royal, you filthy half breed. You’re nothing.”

You chuckle weakly. “Oh yeah? I seem to be something more to the Prince than you are, even as a blood bag on legs.”

Minhyuk growls loudly. He takes his nails and tares into your pants, exposing your thigh. His fangs elongate and he harshly bites into your thigh. You scream from the excruciating pain, feeling the blood drain from your body.

IM laughs and bends over to bite your throat right in the same spot as the Prince did, feeding from you too. Something happened to you. Your heart beats faster and you start to sweat profusely. Your body goes into shock as you start to tremble.

“W-what the hell is happening to me?” you weakly mumble out, barely audible.

“Your body is trying to reject IM’s magic, since you’re already filled with Kihyun’s.”

A new, more feminine voice startles you. You turn your head to see Princess Soyou watching with a bored look on her face.

IM detaches, wiping your blood from his mouth. “You’re barely filled with the Prince’s magic in the first place. Looks like he didn’t feed off you as much as we originally thought. That makes it so much easier to fill you with my magic.” He grins evilly, winking at you.

Your eyes widen. “What? W-why would you use your magic on me?”

Minhyuk stops drinking from your thigh and stands up, blood dripping from his chin. “To keep you here. Once IM injects enough of his magic into your body, you'll be forever bound to him. He will be able to know your location at all times, even controlling your movements without having to be right in front of you. So if you ever run from us, he will instantly be able to find you.” He tilts his head to the side, his eyes dancing over your disheveled state. “I wanted to be the one to do it but unfortunately, his greediness makes his magic a little stronger when it comes to using it on half breeds.”

Your mouth drops open in shock. You turn your head towards Princess Soyou. “Why are you doing this to your own fiance?! To me?!”

Soyou scowls. “Because despite the Prince’s outburst towards you, it seems that his feelings are more than that of a Master and servant. I don’t need you getting in my way to the throne.” She comes up to you and pulls your hair back, forcing you to look up at her. “Plus Jun gave me a great idea. Your blood is rare, siren. I could easily sell it and make quite the fortune.”

Your fear and anger rise the more the three vampires open their mouths. Without realizing it, your eyes turn an icy blue and your voice twists into a melodic tone.

“Princess Soyou, you will immediately release me from my bindings at once and let me go free.”

Soyou’s body stiffens. She nods and slowly goes to untie your ropes. Before her fingers make it, Minhyuk grabs her hands to pull her away from you and IM covers your mouth and eyes.

Soyou snaps out of her trance. “What the hell?! What was that?!”

Minhyuk doubles over laughing, “looks like your Star clan isn’t as strong as the Monsta clan is, love. She was able to ensnare you in her magic.”

Soyou’s anger rises, turning on her heel to face you. IM releases his hand from your eyes but not your mouth. Unfortunately, you need to use them both to trance someone more powerful than a regular vampire.

“You bitch! Oh, you are SO lucky I need you alive to make my fortune or you’d be dead by now.” She turns to IM. “Make sure that when the clients come in that her mouth is gagged and she’s turned away from the door. We don’t need her trying to work her magic on anyone else.”

Princess Soyou turns to the door. “Make yourself comfortable, Y/N. You will not be leaving here anytime soon. IM will be in and out to make sure his magic is permanently injected into you. I’ll take a few days but it will be done.”

IM takes out a cloth and ties it around your mouth, so you can’t speak. He winks at you and smirks, showing his elongated fangs. Both Minhyuk and IM follow Soyou out of the room, leaving you alone.

Once they’re gone, you let loose your tears. You never thought you’d miss the Prince more than you do in this moment. The only thing you could do right now is cry.

‘Prince Kihyun, please find me.’

Hours passed and you grew incredibly weary. The creek of the door snapped you back to reality and back on your feet, so to speak.

You hear Princess Soyou speak. “And your end of the bargain for one pint of blood?”

A dark, unknown voice replies, “Five million gold, as you requested. I won’t be long.”

Princess Soyou giggles, “take all the time you need.” The door closes shut. ‘Ugh, that bitch!’

The man slowly walks up to you, each step louder than the last as you knew your fate. You had to do something if you were going to survive. Looking around frantically in front of you to see if anything could be of use. There was shattered glass that riddled the floor.

‘Now, if I can just make him somehow look at the glass for just one second…’

The man gets uncomfortably close to your neck. You felt his nasty breath touch your skin. “Sirens blood...And now it’s mine to drink.”

Just as the vampire’s fangs were about the sink into your skin you quickly swing your head back to hit his.

He backs up holding his forehead, “you little bitch!” The vampire looks at one of the pieces of glass to see his forehead dripping blood.

Laughing he says, “you’re in for a good feed filthy half breed.” ‘I don’t think so.’

You look into the same piece of glass in which the vampire is looking and start to work your magic. Your eyes glow an icy blue and the vampire stops and drops his hands and stood up straight.

The vampire makes a fist with his right hand and suddenly punches himself in the face. He falls to the ground. You smile to yourself. ‘Gotcha.’

Princess Soyou comes into the room, “what is with all this racket?” She sees the vampire on the ground.

“Hmph. You’re smart little girl. But, it’s not enough to save you from this hell.” She quickly blindfolds you tight and slaps you right across your face.

You buckle over wincing from the pain.

“Fool me once, shame on me. Fool me twice...oh wait, a second time will not happen. Because the next vampire to pay me will have their way with you, and I’ll make sure of that.”

Princess Soyou leaves you in the darkness once again, this time your powers are completely hindered.

You cry to yourself once again, leaving the blindfold completely soaked with your tears. ‘Am I stupid to hope Prince Kihyun will save me? After all...what he said to me during our fight…’

Once again the door creaks open. You lift up your head quickly and start breathing heavily through your nose. ‘Oh god, not another vampire, please.’

Footsteps approach you from behind. Though you can’t see, you close your eyes shut tight and bite down on the gag.

You feel hands touch the gag and blindfold. ‘Are they...untying them!?’

Your mouth and eyes are finally free, but you’re too scared to turn around. “W-who are you!?”

Whoever they were, they didn’t answer you. They slowly walk around you to situate themself in front of you. You notice they were wearing all black and donned a black mask as well.

They pull off the mask slowly. ‘A h-human!?’

It was a young man with ivory skin. He smiles deviously and says with confidence, “I’m Yoongi, and I’m here to save you.”

[Masterlist]

[bre-meister]

Ultrasonic and High Rise

so a long time ago in a galaxy far far away I asked if anyone wanted to see any of my original D&D content and some of you said yes so I am finally going to post it! 

Just a little context because this isn’t your average D&D content:

In this universe some people have superpowers thus, super heroes and super villains

Ultrasonic (Jessica) has sound powers - think Black Canary

High Rise (Luka) has light powers - i’d describe them better if only I had the words

The two used to work together with others but separated a while back and now Jessica works with the heroes and he the villains but currently they are working together to fight demons because the enemy of my enemy is my friend and all that

Jessica is currently kind of in a relationship with another dude named Scott - it’s complicated ( But cheating is not ok. She is kind of a dick in terms of a character)

OK, now that we’ve gotten that out of the way I just have two little disclaimers: 

There is “adult” content under the cut, and I shit you not I did not make up any of this I just put into story form what happened during our session (My DM is a crack head genius)

When High Rise had volunteered to be her “partner” in the first company, it was fair to see that Jessica had not foreseen things going the way they currently were. She expected rage, shouting, arguments amidst the fighting - which did happen. What she didn’t expect was the (former?) syndicate member pulling her into a heated kiss. The action wasn’t unwelcome, just surprising. Jessica didn’t have time to react - the kiss ending just as suddenly as it had been initiated.

Now, if it was even possible, Jessica had more reason to kick this woolly...mammoth...Mr. stretch...experiment into a pulp. So, when High Rise - god that such a dumb name - suggested they use that crazy move they had come up with what almost seemed like a lifetime ago, she didn’t hesitate once. 

Positioning herself behind her partner ( huh, partner. She could get used to that) and unleashed her powers, adjusting the frequency until she hit the right one. He unleashed his powers in their purest form, nothing stopping him thanks to her aide. When she realized this was also her chance to free him from the chip Big Brother had implanted in his head, she didn’t hesitate to follow through on the promise she had made earlier. It shattered. Or, more precisely, three things shattered seemingly all at the same time - the chip, the mutated science experiment, and their self-restraint.

There on the battlefield, among the dissipating bodies of the demons, they had destroyed, and the crumbling bodies of the G-Men that had been soldiers in the earlier battle - destroyed by the huge outburst of light and sound that had just spelled the end of the large mammoth - they came together. She could feel everything coming off of him in waves; desperation, relief, the primal need they both seemed to share to consume each other entirely until there was nothing left. Years of separation, misunderstandings, wanting for something that they could never have, attempts to fill the void the other had carved out seemed to fly by, dissipate until there was only the present, the now. 

Jessica forgot about the other heroes she had somehow become entangled with, forgot about the demonic war raging, forgot about the possibility of her new friends possibly dying just miles away. She forgot all about the maelstrom and the implication of what losing these battles would mean. She couldn’t remember anything except the way the man in front of her tasted. The way his hands ran over her body - she felt as if they reached further than the most intimate parts of her, deeper than she had a name for. They pulled at each other’s clothes - mostly hers as his had been seemingly shredded by his outburst of power - throwing them away to land somewhere off in the distance. 

Words were spoken between them, she felt them in the depths of her soul more than heard them, pleads of more, faster, harder intermingled with moans and other indistinguishable sounds. When they climaxed together, a perfect blend of light and sound just as it was always meant to be, Jessica felt completion in almost every sense of the word.

Completion

She was complete, laying on the ground basking in the aftermath of their actions; bodies sweaty and chests heaving as they tried to catch their breath after that nuclear sensation. She was complete, reveling in the feeling of combining their powers; his light complimenting her sound in ways nothing and no one else ever could. She felt complete, the one who had taught her to control and use her powers - to overcome the fear her parents had instilled in her - was back with her where he belonged. Not being used as a pawn by Big Brother and his syndicate. Of course, the danger that leaving posed was very much real but in the current moment, as Jessica lay there, complete and sated, she couldn’t be bothered to care. That was a problem to worry about at a later time.

Fuck, she thinks, Scott.

“You don’t need him now. You have me.” 

Apparently she had spoken out loud. She hadn’t realized she had until High Rise’s response. Funny how that works

“ I know that. But I still feel kind of bad.” her companions face changes almost imperceptibly at the comment and she rushes to correct herself,

“I mean I don’t regret what we did! I don’t, not for a minute.”

“But?”

“But, I guess I feel bad because, for all of his idiosyncrasies and annoying habits, he doesn’t deserve the way I’ve treated him.”

He hums quietly, moving closer to play a little with her hair. Jessica just sighs. For all her completion she was begging to feel kind of like an asshole.

“When everything is over I’m going to have to end whatever it was we had going. He’ll be heartbroken. I’ll feel bad about it but I guess it’s better to end it than to keep pretending something real will ever happen between us.”

“Don’t worry,” he smiles, the first-ever smile she’s seen from him in god knows how long, “I’ll make you feel better. Can’t say the same for poor Scott though.”

She lets out a small snort at that, preparing to make a witty comeback when she is interrupted. Apparently, a giant robot was flying their way and she was to use her new magic trick ( there was some snazzy name for it but her sex-idled brain really couldn’t remember it) to trap it in a bottle. She was a little concerned, tiered as she was from the battle, and what came after Jessica wasn’t sure she would be able to do it and when she voiced as much to ____ over their mental link he didn’t provide much comfort.

Honestly, I don’t know. Try your best.

Sometimes, she supposed, trying your best was all you could ever do. So, as she stood, stark naked in the wide-open air preparing to perform a magical feat the could quite possibly kill her, she resolved that when it was time to tell Scott, she would simply try her best.

Jessica cracked her neck and closed her eyes, allowing herself to feel the sound waves all around her and the Killer Robot drew closer. The feeling of sound turned into the feeling of magic and just as the robot came into view, she began, and she promptly blacked out.

The next thing she knew, she was being steadied by High Rise as she had been close to falling over. A magically sealed jar rested in her hands and a tiny robot was banging uselessly against the glass. Jessica brought the jar up to her face where she could inspect the robot at a better angle.

“Hmm, so this is the rampaging Killer Robot I’ve heard so much about. Well, you don’t look so menacing now.” she shook the jar, chuckling as the robot flailed about inside, “I can’t believe those idiots were having such a hard time defeating you, should’ve been easy peasy. Meanwhile, I was getting my fucking soul ripped out by Kalabar.”

“I’m sorry did you say your soul was almost ripped out?”

“Don’t worry, I was able to fight him off long enough for Antagram to swoop in and save my ass. I’ll tell you about it later if you really want but I’m kind of tired right now.”

“Too tired to go again?” He propositioned with a smirk. Jessica challenged him right back,

“Well, they say that practice id the best way to build endurance.”

So, they fell together once again, the little robot left off to the side clinking around in his little jar in what one could assume was rage. Neither of them cared very much though and as she found completion the second time, she screamed his name. Not the dumb syndicate name that was probably given to him by Big brother. No, his real name ripped through her throat in a scream that could rival one of her sound shots.

Luka

As they lay once again in the aftermath she briefly hopes that she wasn’t so loud that the others could hear. When she turned to look at him she could see in his face that he was about to question her, probably about the use of a name he most likely hadn’t heard in years. After all, even when they ran with their old gang, doing good with their powers - stopping robberies and aiding the police when needed - she was the only one to ever consistently use it.

Alas, they were interrupted once again, this time from one of their allies they had left back at HQ. Apparently, there was an emergency going on over where the third company was located, and everyone who could was to get there as quickly as possible. 

Silently, Jessica got up, redressing and securing the jar housing the Robot to her clothes to make sure he wouldn’t fly away on the quick flight she was surely about to endure. Then she turned around towards where High Ride stood.

Suppose it will take a while to stop calling him by that ridiculous name. Old habits die hard and all that,

Her thought process was interrupted when she realized that he had cut off a piece of the woolly mammoth’s fur and was wearing it tied around his waist in a way that only barley covered his dick. Her mind supplied that he almost looked like an extremely pale Tarzan.

She was able to stifle her laughter before it truly bubbled over. The look he gave her spoke volumes about how he felt regarding his choice of...attire.

“Why?” was the only word she trusted to get out without also dissolving into fits of laughter.

“Well in case you forgot, that Chicago special we pulled on that science experiment earlier completely destroyed my clothes. So this is all I could manage on such short notice.”

“Whatever. Oh, and you’re going to have to come up with a name different than Chicago Special. I’m afraid our silent film star already coined the term for her medicinal cocktail.”

Her companion grunted,

“I’ll think of something later. Let’s just go before the people at HQ start whining again. If anyone asks about the noise,” He says as he wraps an arm around her waist, pulling her close to make the upcoming flight easiest, “ we just had a really rough fight.”

Things are silent between them for a while. That’s something she misses, the ability to just be together without having to speak whereas Scott always had to fill the silence with his voice. As if reading her mind, High Rise ( Luka, she corrected herself) spoke up,

“Ya know, maybe if we’re lucky, Scott died a very honorable death in battle and you won’t have to explain anything to him at all.”

‘Don’t say that! I might not want to be with him but that doesn’t mean I want him dead.”

“Well, maybe not you.”

 She decided to ignore that comment as they approached the third company.  So when they landed among Dravity, Kallibar, and Door Master (the second-highest master of the maelstrom of all people) she forgot all about the drama between her, Scott, and Luka. So when shit hit the fan and the man standing beside her wondered aloud what they were going to do,

Try our best she thought, sometimes all we can do is try our best and just maybe we’ll get out of this alive.