#namjoon demon!au

[minniepetals]

until death

— summary: until death do you part, you are theirs and they are yours

— pairing: bts x reader

— genre: fluff, slight angst, demon!au

— word count: 4.4k

— warnings: none

— commission for @daisyjoons

“What’s that in your hand?”

“H-Huh?” 

“The flower,” Seokjin beckons at the rose he has in his hand, his tall figure and deadpanned eyes staring down at the man, it almost leaves him wanting to pee his pants right on the spot. “It’s not for the baker, now is it?”

Six more pairs of eyes stare directly down at him and yet he still has the audacity to say; “Yes, it’s..it’s for miss Y/N.”

“Ah.”

Suddenly the air in the little shop shifts and a sharp, cold breeze rushes through the room despite the fact that today should have been nothing but a pleasant breeze. Little ashes of smoke begin to appear from the thin air of the floors of the shop, sauntering around as customers sitting in their designated seats pick their feet up out of fear, their whispers of panic raising, and the man at the center of the demons’ wrath feels sharp ice crawling all over his body.

“It seems you want trouble,” Jungkook says as he takes a step forward, causing the man to step back, and so Jungkook keeps following along until he backs himself against the counter, trembling in sight while the rest of the people hold their breaths, too frightful to make a move in fear of being on the receiving end of the demons’ wrath.

“I-I don’t want trouble,” the poor man stutters.

Taehyung clicks his tongue in irritation while Jimin scoffs.

“Clearly you do,” Namjoon says. “You uttered her name. In the demon world, no one is allowed to utter someone’s name so carelessly. Only if they mean something to you and if the person has allowed you to utter their name.”

“I-I’m sorry sir, I-I didn’t know.”

“And giving roses,” Yoongi plucks the flower right out of his fingertips, “means an eternal love you are willing to spend the rest of your life with.” He burns the petty little thing right before the man’s eyes, all the while keeping his glare pointed right at him, causing the guy to visibly shallow a hard lump.

“Do you understand where you’re wrong?” Hoseok threatens, an arm propped up against Yoongi’s shoulder, hovering.

“I-I-” He looks like he’s about to piss his pants.

“Do you, understand?” So Hoseok reiterates, deeper, darker, graver. “Yes or no?”

“I..y-yes, yes—”

“What are you doing?”

A voice.

A sweet, sweet voice more precious and sweeter than the nectar the butterflies flock themselves onto, than any blood that can satisfy a vampire, than the sun that gives humans light and nutrients. A voice they love more than anything in this world.

Except the woman herself whom it belongs to.

They turn in an instant, ears perking up, head snapped, to find you standing before the door that leads to the backrooms, holding onto a tray of desserts they know you’ve made just for them, and their faces immediately soften.

The room brightens up, the shadows beginning to melt away into thin air in the same way they appeared, and Jimin is just about to rush up to you if it weren’t for your eyes suddenly shifting from them.

Your attention isn’t on them.

“You’re scaring the poor man!” You quickly say as you put your tray down onto the counter, rushing to untie the apron strings from behind, rushing in between them and the gentleman, an arm extending as you force Jungkook to back off. “Not just him but my customers!” You turn to address the guy. “Are you alright sir? I apologize for everything.”

He takes one glance behind you and instantly freezes up once more, quick to shake his head vehemently at the dark eyes staring straight into his soul — unbeknownst to you.

“I-I’m okay! I’m okay!” He blurts out before simply scurrying out the door before you can get another word in.

You stare at the scene, blinking at his sudden rush, before turning around to place your hands upon your hips, all the while the boys are quick to change up their expressions, acting as if they’ve been innocent all along.

“You just lost me a customer. Would you like to explain why you were interrogating the poor dude?” You start, brows furrowed, shoulders tense, chin slightly protruding and they know you’re trying to be all high and mighty but in their eyes, you just look like an upset bunny trying to fight seven wolves. “You really need to keep yourselves in check and stop summoning your shadows to show up out of nowhere, you know that scares people. How are my customers supposed to eat and drink and have a calm peaceful day if you just show up out of nowhere and deliberately make a scene?”

“M-miss Y/N, we’re fine but please—” An older woman tries to appease you, her approach timid as she holds her hands up, trying to calm you down in fear of the men in the room who’re the reason for your anger. “You don’t have to stand up for our sake.”

“We’re fine, you don’t have to do this.”

“I’d really love it if I didn’t have to witness our favorite baker in town—”

“What are you talking about, ma’am, they need a proper scolding,” you say otherwise, clearly unaware of the public’s concern for your life, being as you’re literally standing up against seven tall, masculine men who can literally bend the Earth and destroy this town with a flick of their wrist.

“Miss Y/N, please—”

“It’s alright, just go back to your coffee. I assure you I can handle this.”

“No please—”

You ignore their pleas to turn back around, that business smile fading the second you meet their eyes and they frown, hating the way you sounded kind to your customers and yet don’t bother to send them a smile.

“So then, what do you have to say for yourselves?”

“It’s not even that big of a—”

“Excuse me?” You cross your arms before your chest, looking up at them with a serious expression and they know they can’t not listen to whatever you say.

Only you can ever make them bend a knee.

“Sorry,” Jimin grumbles under his breath but you pretend you didn’t hear it.

“What was that?”

He sighs and steps forward, snaking an arm around your waist and pulling you in close, much to the audience’s dismay, and pepper kisses upon your cheeks. “You heard me darling, I said I was sorry.”

“Sorry. We’re sorry,” Jungkook joins in, a hand on your head as he presses a kiss to your temple.

You feel your heart lighting up, a smile waiting to creep up but you know not to give in just yet. “And to my customers?”

Namjoon crosses a hand over to his heart, giving the people a light bow. “We apologize for the inconvenience, dear customers of Y/N’s,” he says, and while they simply look back with mouths agape and widened pupils, frozen in their spots, he turns his head back your way, a cheeky little grin spread across his face as if asking for a compliment for doing the thing that you asked him to do.

You bite back a grin, seeing how obedient they are when it comes to you, but you know that if you let them see even the smallest bit of that, they'll disregard the people around them and simply coddle you to their heart’s content.

So you take Jimin’s hand and lead him into the backrooms, knowing the rest are quick to follow along, all the while leaving your customers blinking and rubbing their eyes, wondering if what they had just seen was right or if it had been simply a figment of their imaginations.

After all, everyone knows demons would never yield to a human that easily, much less care for them in the way they just treated you.

“Someone looks stressed.”

Once you’re finally left alone with your demons without any eyes kept on you, you let your guard down, smiling ruefully as you take a good look at the seven of them. Demons don’t live on sleep in the way humans need it, they get their energy elsewhere, but sometimes there are days you feel as if perhaps taking a nap will help them.

They look so tired.

“But that still doesn’t mean you can come around here and demand things out of my customers.”

Yoongi grunts, rolling his eyes at your words like a child hating to be scolded. “I get it, I get it,” he repeats exasperatedly when he walks over to place his head against your chest, letting you run your fingers through your hair to coddle him.

“But he was trying to give you roses,” Taehyung says as he clicks his tongue with irritation, that glare he has on is always enough to kill someone if he could, and for a good while you were scared of it yourself, but luckily you’ve gotten used to it. Taehyung would never hurt you after all.

And you know exactly what roses mean in the demon language. It was what they gave you when they confessed their undying love to you after all, a day you will never forget, a day they swept you off your feet and the very day you became forever theirs. You can never forget what those roses mean to them because to demons who’re almost incapable of feeling, much less love another, if a rose is given by them unto another, it is something one must never doubt.

“You do understand that roses aren’t as significant as they are to us humans, don’t you?” You remind them, a light chuckle leaving your lips when Taehyung drops his head onto your shoulder, asking for the same attention you’re giving to Yoongi. “I mean they mean a lot to me because they mean a lot to you but to humans in general, roses are just another sign of love.”

“Exactly, love. That’s a universal language and he was trying to steal you away from us.” You feel Hoseok’s arms slide around your waist from behind, lips pressing onto the nape of your neck.

“He didn’t know,” you try to excuse the action of the poor man who you didn’t even know was trying to confess to you just a few minutes prior.

But they’re having none of that.

“Who goes around professing their love to someone they don’t even know that well? Did he really believe a pretty girl like you would remain loveless by men all around her?”

You laugh awkwardly at Seokjin’s words. “What’re you trying to say by that?”

“He should know his place,” he says as he takes your chin from under his fingertips, bringing you forth to his face, “and that you, who is beloved by many, wouldn’t have already stolen the hearts of others around her. You attract after all, and just like those pretty little sweets you make every day before the town can even wake up, a simple glance at you can cause quite the addiction.”

“I..” You avert your eyes, cheeks heating because you know exactly what he’s trying to imply. “I don’t think I..”

“You don’t?” The eldest raises a brow as if daring you to further challenge his belief.

“W-well…” You stumble on your words before clearing your throat. “Sometimes too many sweets can be bad for you.”

“Well, luckily I have a sweet tooth.” A small little smirk curl along the corner of his lip, a low chuckle leaving him just as he leans in to capture your lips, leaving your heart to skip a thousand beats faster than its initial pounding.

He doesn’t kiss you for too long but even then, once he leaves you, you’re a blushing mess.

“Heart’s pounding rather fast,” Yoongi states, and you’re stumbling over your words once again.

“I..I-I wasn’t…”

“How long has it been? You’re still swooning over such a small thing?” Jungkook teases.

“It’s alright, I quite like it actually,” Seokjin says, his hand reaching up to tuck it behind your ear. “It’s quite refreshing seeing what we do still makes her react like this. You love us that much, huh darling?”

“If you’re here just to tease me, please just return to whatever it was you were doing before coming here.”

“Hey, don’t act like you don’t like it,” Namjoon pulls you back in when you try to run away to hide your embarrassment. They hold you in close, grips so steady you know there’s really no chance you’ll ever be able to escape.

Not that you want to.

And seeing those looks on their faces, you know they know that fact more than anyone else.

After all, these days can sometimes be rare; the days when they show up before you unexpectedly, most times without ever telling you beforehand. These days are the days you cherish the most, when you can be in their arms just like this, without ever feeling as if they would ever let you go.

Not until it’s time for them to leave. Not until they have to leave.

And it’s in those moments when they do have to leave do you feel the most lonely. When you have to stay behind, taking a moment to gather yourself, remember their holds and kisses, before returning to your baking with a customer smile on your face so no one knows just how lonely you are when your demons leave, knowing you can do nothing but wait until their next visit.

There are times when waiting takes days, weeks, and sometimes even a whole month and you’re always left wondering just where they are and where they’ve gone and what they’re doing.

But you know you’d never tell them just how lonely you really are when they’re gone.

After all, the times they visit are for the times of loving and holding one another. It isn’t a time to dwell on things that don’t matter, it isn’t a time to cry and wish and to hope. It’s a time to cherish what’s before you before they have to leave.

Only when they’re gone can you actually dwell on your loneliness.

“If something ever goes wrong or if you simply need us, you can call us anytime.”

You stare at the little bell shaped into a red rose one lonely night while standing under the stars in the middle of your garden.

It’s the garden of red roses they created for you, a garden that can never wilt no matter the seasons, time, or period. It dies only when the owner who received these flowers dies.

It will wilt only once you’ve wilted.

“Just how long will you continue to live, little ones?” You hold a hand out to feel the soft petals of the roses upon your fingertips, smiling at how pretty they are. Not even one petal is torn or hurt. They all look alive and well, alive and flourishing.

Jungkook says they reflect their owners’ age as you know that one day in the far future, these flowers will probably begin to look dainty and frail as well, and yet you don’t wish to ever see these flowers growing old with you.

Growing old means nearing death.

Growing old means wilting.

And then what will happen to the ones you’ll be leaving behind? The lifespan of a human does not last forever after all, and the more you think about it, the more you come to understand that they’ve got all the time in the world, hence they don’t ever look sad or griefed whenever they come to visit days or weeks or months later.

It is because to demons, the passing of time is simply but a second walking by.

Yet to you, every ticking second means a second closer to wilting away.

You let out a sigh, turning from the flowers to take a step forward towards your house when a harsh wind passes by, causing your shawl to fly off, and in an attempt to grab for it, you’ve forgotten about the bell you had in your hand, causing the little flower shape to fall from your hand and jingle as it hits the ground.

You gasp as you freeze in place because in just mere seconds, you know you aren’t alone anymore.

Seven presence right behind you.

Who would have thought it’d work this fast?

You quickly pick your bell up, eyes scanning forward at the shawl that flew off onto a rose bush, and rush forward to take it back because of how cold the night air has gotten.

“Well someone most certainly called us here on purpose, didn’t she?”

You turn back at Yoongi’s sarcastic comment once you’ve gotten your shawl to wrap it back onto yourself.

“Sorry! It was the wind,” you quickly say as you rush back to their side. “The bell was in my hand and when my shawl flew away, I forgot about it so when I went to reach for my shawl, the bell fell out and now here you are, summoned by the jingle.”

“So you’re not in immortal danger?”

At Seokjin’s question, you take a look around, wanting to laugh a bit at the situation. “Uh nope! Looks like I’m perfectly fine.”

“So you’ll only call us if you’re in immortal danger? How disappointing.” Jungkook lets out a heavy sigh, his lips pouting.

“What? You want me to call you if I miss you or something?”

“Yeah, why not?”

“Ha ha, very funny.” You place the bell securely into your pocket then tighten the shawl around your body. “Anyways, it’s pretty cold out here. You should get back to what you were doing. As you can see, I’m not hurt nor am I in any danger. In the meantime, I think it’s time for me to head to bed.”

You begin to walk off to your door again when Namjoon stops you.

“What were you doing out here?” He asks and you stop in your tracks, shrugging.

“Just thinking.”

“Thinking?”

“About immortality and stuff.”

“Immortality?” Jimin steps up to drape an arm around your shoulder in order to turn you back around to where they’re standing, at the same time helping you to keep warm against the night breeze. “What’s got you thinking about immortality, darling? Are you finally thinking about how to become one?”

“You know I like my human life.”

“Yeah, yeah,” he rolls his eyes. “Something about growing old is part of what makes human life so beautiful or whatever.”

“I don’t understand why death is beautiful to you,” Taehyung says.

“Well on the other hand, don’t you think immortality is somewhat of a curse?” You ask and they look upon themselves as if they’ve never given that idea a chance before.

“Why would it be a curse?”

“Well…” Your words trail off slowly and yet they wait for your explanation, eyes steady on you, ears open to whatever you have to say, and you play along with your fingers, nails digging into the skin a bit. “When I die…you’ll still have thousands of years left to live.” You avoid their eyes, staring down at the ground. “...Won’t you miss me?”

They grow silent.

Everything grows silent and you hear nothing but the little breeze that passes by ever so often, as well as the cicadas out in the night, singing their sweet songs, a melody mirroring the birds in the early morning.

“So you’re saying,” Hoseok begins, “that you’ll die before us.”

“It’s inevitable,” you say, looking up again. “Forty years may not mean a lot to you but forty years into the future means me getting old and gray and my health deteriorating. Humans are living and dying at the same time. I get closer to death with each passing day.”

“Don’t say that.”

“You know it’s true.” You watch as Jungkook turns to look at the flowers in the garden, his hand reaching out to touch one of them. “I’d never want to die and let you live through years of heartache. I’d never want to leave you behind in this world and no matter how happy we will be, death is something that is inevitable to come for me, you know that. Though I wouldn’t ever want you to follow along either. I don’t want to die together.”

“So you love your human life but you don’t want to die and leave us behind, but you also don’t want us to choose our own death in following you right behind, and you don’t wish to become an immortal.” Namjoon takes a step forward into your proximity, their expressions more grave than any other times you’ve ever seen them — except in those moments when you’re in immortal danger right before them. It frightens you a bit wondering what’s going on inside their heads, but what frightens you most is the inevitable future threatening to tear you apart.

“What is it that you want, Y/N?” Namjoon asks and you take a moment to think.

What is it that you want?

Why’re you thinking about immortality and death? Why was the wind listening to you when you were left to yourself in this garden? Why did it hear your silent plea in wishing to see them and therefore taking your fate into their hands and causing you to accidentally call for your demons?

Why does any of this even matter?

“I don’t know…” You look down at your feet, fingers unable to keep still, the vision before you blurring. “I-I don’t know,” you admit truthfully and when you look up again, their eyes widen at the sight of tears brimming along your waterline, waiting to fall down any second now. “I don’t want to live forever but I don’t…I don’t want to ever leave you behind and…and…I don’t know what I want. All I know is that…is that even though I enjoy this human life, I hate how different we are. I hate how different we think because to you, a day passing by means nothing. A week, a month, maybe even a year. A year without me is nothing to you. You can let time go by and it wouldn’t mean a thing because you get to live forever but to me…to me….I..”

You swallow the lump that wishes to cut your voice off, forcing the words out. “I hate waiting. I hate not knowing when it is you’ll be visiting again. I hate each day that passes, I hate it when you leave me, I hate being lonely and empty, I hate it when I have to wait. I hate it. I hate all of it.”

“Why didn’t you tell us?”

“I don’t know,” you cry, ignoring the tears that slip by when they close in on you. A few hiccups threaten to leave your voice behind but you continue talking through it all. “It’s just…I-I didn’t bring it up because I know you get busy and even if you aren’t so busy, I…I thought that, well, if the passing of time doesn’t affect you, why should it affect me?”

“You should have spoken up, my love.”

“You know if you asked for the world, we’d give it to you in a heartbeat, right? Why would you think we wouldn’t stop anything and everything if you just asked to be with us?”

“I don’t know,” you cry again, letting the last syllable drag out as more tears fall from your eyes and they’re quick to panic, realizing their reassuring words probably sounded more like them scolding you.

“It’s alright, it’s alright. You don’t have to cry anymore.”

“We know. We know now so it’ll be alright.”

“I’ll tell you what, become one of us.”

Your cry falls silent as only sniffles and small hiccups leave your lips when you hear those words. You blink up at Taehyung, slightly confused. “..What?”

“You heard him, become one of us.”

“I told you I don’t want to live forever.”

“You don’t have to live forever, darling.”

“I..I don’t?”

Yoongi shakes his head. “We can live together for as long as we want and when you get tired of life, when you get tired of immortality, just say the word and we’ll make it happen in a heartbeat.”

“...Really?”

“Of course.” Namjoon presses a kiss to your forehead just as you feel Taehyung’s hands wiping your tears away and Seokjin handing you a tissue he created from thin air. “Hoseok said, didn’t he? You could ask us for the world and we’d give it to you without question.”

“We’d burn the world if it means making you happy.”

“But what if I just want you and not the whole world?”

Soft smiles appear upon their faces, softening their features, whispering sincere affirmations of love.

“Oh darling, you already have us.”

“And you’ll have us even after death takes us all away.”

“But…I thought…” with the last remaining tears wiped away, you take a small little glance towards the rose bushes, eyes scattering off with confusion, “doesn’t immortality mean…forever? How would I..-How would we just…leave this world?”

“There is always an answer to everything,” you feel warmth seeping through the palm of Yoongi’s hand when he caresses your face, “and just like the stars that burn bright in the night, lasting for eons on end, they too have their beginning and ending and one day they will burn away as well.”

“Then, technically..you aren’t cursed with immortality?”

“Well technically, yes, but in theory, going against the ways of life means going against the laws of the world, which also means throwing things off balance, so it also means receiving death sentences for throwing off said balance.”

You take a moment to blink, trying to comprehend what Jungkook just said, before simply letting out an “Oh.”

They chuckle at your silence and you feel Jimin ruffle your hair. “Though of course we’d never let anyone touch you, not even the world. There are other ways to leave an immortal life but it’ll happen when we get there so don’t worry your little head off about how everything works.”

“You just have to trust us,” Seokjin agrees.

“You’ll trust us, won’t you?” Hoseok asks.

You take his hands in yours, eyes determined without a glint of hesitation. “I trust you with my life and until death do us part, it is yours to keep.”

Taehyung chuckles at the sentiment before repeating the vow you’ve just spoken. “Until death do us part.”

[iceprincessviviane]

Chapter 1 - Surprise.

Heritage series.

Paring: poly!BTS x Female!Shy!Skinny!Chosen!Reader.

Type: dark romance, horror au, soulmate au, poly relationship, slowburn, yandere.

Warnings: Horror themes, some religion themes (mostly demonic), gore, blood, manipulation, witchcraft, magic themes, death (side characters), mentionings of forced marriage, mentioning about past, loss, yandere, obsessive, possessive, swearing, low self-esteem,dealing with grief, sugestive content and silly jokes created by me. (If there is more to add let me know.)

Previous chapter. Next chapter.

Summary: The life can be suprising. Sometimes it comes out with an sudden love, some struggling or you can inherit something from a very distant family.

Author's note: so we are beginning. This chapter will be a little longer, if it is going to get out of hand, I'll divide it. This is a made up story, fiction so please don't take some information seriously.

MINORS DNI

The small casket was standing peacefuly on coffee table, three pairs of eyes observing it carefuly. With it came a letter in neat envelope, with smell of lilacs.

"Are you going to open it?" The girl with black hair asked crushing the silence.

"I don't know... suddenly I get to know that I had distant living family."

"Well not family but a family member to be accurate." Third one said with a little frown.

Y/N and her friends - Blanca and Kate were staring at it around five minutes. The casket seemed like a item from another era. It was wooden with metal decorations and lock. The key was visible inside the envelope.

"You always stated that you like those old things, but now you are hesitant."

"Because it looks so unbelievable. First the letter with casket then call to the court in case of inheritance which I had never known from family which I had never met." Y/N said with little gruff.

"Isn't that your chance to have an adventure? Like the trip to another continent isn't a big of a challenge." Blanca said confidently.

Well maybe for her because in fact she was confident and sure aboit herself. Usually they were travelling in trio, but working on different fields made them seen each other less often. Last year they had wonderful trip to the Rome and before to Stambul.

Y/N bite a little lip, then reached for a casket and envelope. Her friend put head on her shoulders on each side. She opened first letter, as they could see the small key was there. There was a decorative paper, text was written by ink, person had a very old syle of writing, but Y/N liked it and even found some similarities.

Dear Y/N,

I'm sorry, that we are never going to met each other. I didn't know that I have even a distant family, as much as I know the officials from Grand Hillsam will contact you about the mansion. It's an old, neglected building which I was keep paying for because I had some family sentiment, not mentioning I was quite rich. Please keep this part of the pendant, that belonged to my grandmother, which was in our family for ages. I believe you have the second part. Let it protect you from bad things.

Aunt Lizzie

After reading letter aloud the silence has fallan upon them. Y/Ns eyes went immediately to casket. She picked up small key and opened it with small 'click'. Inside really was a pendant, small solar disk, currently below her sweater was a necklace with small cerscent moon.

"It' looks like separate part." Blanca frowned.

Y/N took them both and looked closely. It turned out the these could be combined and now the sunshines were going out of moon part, which was silver and sun was gold.

"It's beautiful." Kate summed up looking at it.

"I agree." Y/N admired completed piece, then put it on her neck.

"Did you talk with the boss? He'll allow you to go?"

"We kinda have no option. Luckily we've finished big project and I can do home office. I'll focus on daily tasks and small project, which don't need to a lot of communication with a team." She explained with little sigh.

"But where are you going to stay?"

"I received a call after submiting all files in court. I just need to pay for a flying ticket, then they'll pick me up from airport and drive to Grand Hillsam, there I am going to met all necessary officials." Y/N said furrowing her eyebrows.

"Are you sure you want to go alone? And besides that you are sure that'w not a scam?"

"Well the court checked all info for me and confirm it's all correct. The town is actually very nice to allowing me pay only for ticket. I will stay in the motel till the case will be solved. And well, I am kinda scared to go alone, but it's mine heritage and you are busy that time for first and second we don't know how it'll take, so I asked a boss for homeoffice."

"Well let's see at good points. You are going to see very old mansion and probably have time to wander around after work." Kate smiled trying to improve friend's mood.

"Thanks God it isn't winter. That season can be really harsh in those town." Y/N muttered.

"Oh yea you mentioned that it's kinda small town deep in the forest and mountains."

"That's right, I hope the net will be all right."

"Let's not worry too much. We'll help you pack and go to the airport, also you have to keep us updated." Blanca said pointing her finger at Y/N.

The trio smiled and conversation went on and on about the case, then about casual things. She wanted to leave in a week, so they wanted to spent all the time they could.

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Jimin stopped in front of neglected garden, which was in left part of whole mansion field. The grass was too high and stone path was now cracked and dirty. Trees has grown too much, no flowers in sight and vines on all stone walls, and some untreated big bushes. He frowned looking at all those mess and his chest tightened. How long this place was abandoned? Once beautiful now dewastated? Jimin narrowed his eyes and the plants started to disappear, like the life was escaping from the ground, unwanted vines were dying, grass cut itself and few branches fell from the trees then perished into dust. Some flowerbed formed with each kind of flowers, bushes shaped into tidy hedge. Fountain without the water got cleaned from moss and vines, path was now neatly lead into it. Behind it and where the mansion final wall was protecting the garden from outside wild forest submerged the sun clock from the ground. Jimin was content with his work, now the place was more familiar, more welcoming. He eyed the garden once more, when his eyes suddenly shone with crimson colour, black rose appeard almost under the behind wall. Jimin smirked and transformed into nightingale, then left the garden in a hurry, his job there was done for now.

Next chapters will be longer 💖

[liqu3d]

my interest in kny coming back lol

[justimajin]

House of the Haunted

Genre: Fluff & Comedy

↳ 3.5k / Supernatural AU (inspired from Hotel Transylvania)

[Includes: Vampire! Yoongi, Werewolf! Jungkook, Ghost! Namjoon, Demon! Jimin, Angel! Hoseok, Warlock! Taehyung, Faerie! Seokjin, Human! Reader]

Summary: It's Halloween and the Council of the Haunted have convened together for a very important and highly classified discussion - there's a *whispers* human on the premises.

A/N: I was originally going to post this for Halloween, but it unfortunately got a bit delayed. It's just meant to be a fun story for spooks and laughs. Happy (Belated) Halloween! 🎃

The front door creaks open. 

The mansion is nothing short of grand, lined with expansive black marble floors and dark wooden walls. There are ebony crystals hanging down from the dimly lit chandelier, connected right above the old spiral staircase that’s decorated with small oil lamps. The wind ever so whistles against the grey murky windows, echoing through the emptiness of the haunting infrastructure. 

Amongst the different doors next to the staircase, only one is brightly lit. 

A tall man dressed in lavish purple robes shuffles forward, his eyes darting around. There’s a sudden change in the air, akin to a low draft he feels against his back that his keen senses pick up on right away. 

“Taehyung.” A voice whispers into the night and he swivels, robes cascading around him as he does. “You came.” 

His lips pull up into a cheeky smile, “I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” 

The transparent man before him gyrates around, his feet floating an inch off the ground.

“Follow me.” 

Taehyung obliges, trailing after him. 

“You know, Seokjin will be very pleased to see you too.” 

Taehyung deeply chuckles, fingertips absent-mindly playing with the mist that radiates out of them. “I’m sure he will be.” 

He’s led into a large dining room, the very one that is brightly lit. In the middle of it sits a long outstretched table that’s entirely covered with a black tablecloth and with candlelight decor. There are seven wooden chairs lining the table and accompanying, seven golden chalices. 

It’s a room he’s become very familiar with over the course of the last couple of months. Namely, ever since one fateful day when he was granted a hand-crafted invitation with intricate writing and symbols. At the time, he truthfully wasn’t quite sure to expect, or rather, who to expect. 

His answer came without another thought and it took the form of an old, but peculiarly cheery Faerie man – the very one seated at the head of the table and examining a chalice before him. 

“Warlock Kim Taehyung has arrived.” The voice booms into the room, making Seokjin look up. 

The Faerie man rises to his feet, addressing the transparent man. 

“Thank you, Namjoon.” He nods in confirmation, before wafting back into the breeze and exiting the room. 

Seokjin spins around with a big grin, “Taehyung!” 

“You haven’t changed a bit.” Taehyung remarks, giving the man a swift hug. “Though, your way of sending invites has gotten really interesting.” 

He twirls his fingers and a piece of paper emerges, landing in his hands. He envelopes it, eyes focused on the written words. “A call for all supernatural beings to meet, for the Council of the Haunted to convene once more for urgent matters–”

Taehyung snickers, “You write like you’re a hundred years old already.”

“I was trying to be formal!” Seokjin protests, irises glimmering with specks of pink. 

Taehyung raises a playful brow, “A Faerie trying to be courteous? Now that’s funny.” 

Seokjin shakes his head with a sigh, “Sit down, will you? I’m going to have more guests to tend to.” 

Taehyung non-chantently hums, eyeing the wine in the centre of the table with intrigue. The former Faerie hears more footsteps, and he hurriedly leaves the room altogether. 

Making his way to the front door, Seokjin is met with the sight of Namjoon surrounded by others. 

“Well, well, who do we have here?” He piques, mischievousness brimming in his voice.

Two men appear before him – contrasting like day and night. 

One of them has swept violet hair and dark ebony wings sticking out from his back. A dark red beam within his orbs and there’s a soft smile lingering on his lips. The other has a mop of brown hair and a pair of white wings. He holds a deep scowl, arms crossed and his blue eyes stern. 

“Demon Park Jimin and Angel Jung Hoseok have arrived.” Namjoon announces from behind, appearing a bit frazzled from the duo’s sudden appearance. 

“The Council of the Haunted, huh?” Hoseok remarks, “You haven’t called us here in ages.” 

Jimin peers around, “The decor is really nice, did you remodel the place?” 

Seokjin merely laughs, immediately engulfing the two into a hug. “It’s been a while, you two!” 

Hoseok grumbles and Jimin giggles. “Come on in! Taehyung’s already here.” 

He steps to the side, gesturing the two men forward. They enter the grand dining room with Namjoon’s assistance, taking spots at opposite sides of the table. 

Seokjin comes up behind Namjoon. “That makes three – who are we missing now?” 

“The vampire and werewolf.” Namjoon utters, grimacing a bit. “I was informed today was a full moon.” 

“Of course it is.” Seokjin sighs, glancing at his present guests. “We’ll have to wait a bit longer.” 

Taehyung raises his chalice of wine with a grin. “M’kay with me.” 

“Wait, I have to sit here longer?” Hoseok recoils, “With him?” 

Jimin sweetly smiles. “How interesting. I share the same sentiments.” 

The Faerie narrows his eyes, “Taehyung, that wine is supposed to be for everybody.” He turns to his ghostly friend, whispering underneath his breath. “Namjoon, can you make sure those two don’t cause a brawl on my dining table?” 

He immediately nods, effortlessly floating over to the table. Seokjin turns around with a huff, planting his hands against his waist. 

At this point, anyone who will arrive will be considered late. He should have considered this, knowing that some of his members simply had the tendency to be forgetful and– 

“Greetings.” 

His heart nearly jumps out of his chest at the low voice behind him, wide pink orbs coming into contact with a red-eyed man with midnight hair and long incisors sticking outside of his teeth. 

“Oh gosh–” Seokjin presses a hand against his heart, attempting to calm himself. “It’s just you, Yoongi.” He huffs, “For a moment, you had me scared there.” 

The vampire looks at him impassibly, “Sorry about that.” 

Seokjin shakes it off, “Don’t worry about it.” He stares at him intently, tilting his head to the side in amusement. “I didn’t think you would come. What changed your mind?” 

Yoongi seems to hesitate for a split-second, before mumbling the words. 

“You said there would be others here….I was curious.”

The corners of Seokjin’s mouth upturn and he watches as the vampire silently trails over to the dining table, carefully taking a seat amongst the table. He was really interesting – that was for sure. 

Suddenly, a howl breaks through and echoes into the walls of his home. He swivels around, just in time to catch the faintest blur of caramel brown fur. 

There’s an enormous wolf launching itself against him, practically pouncing onto the poor defenceless Faerie man before he has the chance to say anything. 

“Okay, okay, I get it!” He scolds, pushing him away. “Jungkook, get off of me!” 

The caramel brown wolf whines loudly, as if in utter protest. Seokjin deeply sighs, petting his head rather awkwardly. 

“There! You happy now?” 

The wolf seems to let out a pleased howl, before its paw hits against the marbled floor. Within a couple of seconds, its bones begin to crack and a young man with crinkled golden eyes and a huge bunny smile stares back at him. 

“Hi hyung!” He chuckles and Seokjin grins lop-sidley, “Thanks for inviting me.” 

“Thanks for coming, JK.” Seokjin turns to Namjoon, leading Jungkook in. “Everyone’s here!” 

Jungkook brightens up, “Namjoon! It’s so nice seeing you again.”

The ghost man stares back at him wide-eyed as Jungkook loudly cackles, throwing his head back. Seokjin ends up pushing at his shoulders to get him to sit down in one of the chairs. 

“Haha, veryy original.” He sarcastically retorts, moving to take his seat at the head of the table. Taehyung, Jimin and Jungkook get seated on his right side, while Namjoon, Hoseok and Yoongi remain on the other. 

He ushers for everyone to raise their chalices. 

Seokjin clears his voice. “We have all gathered here today for a very important matter to discuss.”

Jungkook raises his hand, “Have you finally decided to remodel the meeting room to look less worse?” 

He scoffs, “No.” 

“Are you considering taking a step down and letting someone with purer intentions take over?” Hoseok remarks. 

Seokjin sighs, “No.” 

“Is this about the time I accidentally turned one of your workers into a goblin?” Taehyung ponders. 

“What? No.” 

“Is this when I forgot to turn your goblin back into your worker?” 

“Tae, no–” 

“Is this when the goblin wrecked havoc on–” 

“Okay, then!” Seokjin loudly coughs underneath his breath, a bright smile plastering on his features. There’s a sudden build up of pressure into the room, as if a hazy wave had crossed over everyone’s mind. 

His irises tinge with pink and the room is taken aback with a command, all members in his group visibly relaxing more than before. 

“This is so cool.” Jimin whispers, specks of pink dwindling in his own eyes. 

“Stop trying to toy with us and get to the point.” Hoseok barks, shaking his head with a huff. 

Seokjin grins wickedly, “Now that I finally do have your attention, there is something urgent to discuss.” Taehyung raises his hand again, but Seokjin glares at him, causing him to lower it, “This matter is of utmost importance and I believe it will affect all of us sooner or later.” 

Six sets of rounded eyes stare back at him. 

He drops the ball, “I have discovered….a human in my home.” 

A sharp, collective gasp echoes through the room. 

Jimin and Hoseok glance at each other wide-eyed while Taehyung presses a hand against his chest. Jungkook stares back at Seokjin with doe eyes as Namjoon shrinks back and Yoongi takes a sip out of his chalice filled with wine. 

“You should have started with that!” Taehyung protests. 

“Well, maybe you all hadn’t been – Oh, I don’t know – interrupting me constantly, then I would have!” Seokjin exclaims. 

“How could you let a human in here?!” Hoseok hisses, aware only the supernatural kind were granted permission. 

“This is why I have gathered all of you here.” Seokjin speaks a bit softer, “I would like some opinions about the matter and to frankly, form my own.” 

Namjoon floats forward, “We had discovered her a while ago wandering outside around the mansion. She seemed lost, as if she had nowhere to go.” 

“And?” Hoseok raises a brow, “You thought letting her in here was a good idea?” 

“I don’t think it's too bad.” Jimin objects, “They were just trying to help.” 

“Help a human? Out of all people?!” 

Taehyung bites his bottom lip, “What if...the human tries to kill us?” 

“I wouldn’t take it that far.” Jimin reasons, “Humans aren’t too dangerous.” 

Jungkook leans back in his chair, gold eyes flickering as if recalling a fond memory. “My girlfriend used to be human and tried killing me once.” 

Hoseok deeply frowns, “That’s not something to be proud of, JK.” 

He huffs, “We lived happily ever after, thank you very much.” 

“Someone’s a hopeless romantic.” Taehyung chuckles underneath his breath and Jungkook sends him a glare. 

“Well, I for one, don’t trust it.” Hoseok states, crossing his arms. “Humans should be monitored because of how fickle they can be.” 

Jimin snorts as he sips his wine, “That’s a lot coming from you.” 

Hoseok venomously glowers at him. 

“You got something to say, demon?” 

Jimin smiles wistfully. “I don’t know, it just seems like a lot coming from an angel that’s been notoriously involved with a female demon.” 

Namjoon lets out an audible gasp. Jungkook’s doe eyes increase in size and Yoongi spins his head around. Taehyung leans forward with gleaming eyes and Seokjin leans back, taking a sip of his wine.

Hoseok blushes, flustered from all the sudden attention. “T-Then what about you, huh? Why don’t you tell everyone how fond you are of humans?!” 

Taehyung revolves his head around, staring at Jimin with amusement now. Seokjin sips more of his wine, intrigued by the direction of the conversation. 

“What can I say?” He cheekily smiles. “Humans are very kind and loving. I have no regrets.” 

“Why you–” 

“H-Hyung!” Jungkook looks at Yoongi in desperation. The poor werewolf is caught sitting next to the bickering angel and demon, their interactions almost making him feel like they very well arguing over his own two shoulders. “W-What do you think about all this?”

Yoongi leans forward, clearing his throat. “Humans can be very violent and destructive, if swayed in the wrong direction. However, they can be compassionate. It’s something can take decades, even years to be able to find the right one–” 

“Not all of us wait for our significant others to be reincarnated, hyung.” Taehyung comments with a smile.

“T-That’s beautiful, hyung.” Jungkook whispers while sniffling. 

Taehyung looks at Jimin with a grin, mouthing ‘hopeless romantic’. The demon loudly giggles, causing Jungkook to scoff. 

“Hey, it is! Do you know how long it takes to find the one you love?” He proclaims, “They could literally be your best friend and you wouldn’t even realize it!” 

“Okay, JK’s started to project. Anyone else?” Seokjin looks around the table, growing bored with the conversation. 

His dancing pink eyes land on Taehyung. “How about you?” 

“What about me?” Taehyung gulps the last of his wine. 

“You have a human partner, no?” 

Taehyung smiles amused. “Do I? Who knows?” 

“Oh, stop being so secretive and mysterious.” Hoseok rolls his eyes. 

“I’m a warlock, angel.” Taehyung snaps his fingers, mist sparkling around that Hoseok waves off with a disgusted look. “I don’t let out my secrets so easily.” 

“Okay, so Taehyung’s still as hard-headed as ever.” Seokjin glances over at Namjoon, an unamused hand planted against his face. “Any progress?” 

“Two members have vouched for the human and two are against,” He looks up with a frown, staring at Taehyung, “and I believe one is undecided…?” 

“So it’s a tie.” Seokjin heaves, pressing a hand against his temples, “How am I ever going to make a decision?” 

“What’s going on?” 

The entire room plunges into an uncomfortable silence. 

Everyone slowly turns to the entrance of the grand room, line of sight redirecting to the person attached to the quiet voice that echoes into the chamber. 

Your eyes are as wide as ever, taking in the grand table and the chalices of wine in front of the seven interesting individuals. There’s a mix of different coloured eyes staring back at you, paired with intricate features like wolf ears, fangs, mist, and wings. Among them, a human-like man with pink orbs is the only one you recognize. 

“Seokjin?” You wonder, “Are these your friends?” 

“Y/N.” Although he smiles, it doesn’t completely reach his eyes. You wonder if you interrupted something, especially with how they all stare at you like you were supernatural.

Seokjin glances around, continuing to smile, “Something like that.” 

“O-Oh, that’s nice. What were you guys talking about?” 

You stare at the pink-eyed man, not noticing how the angel uncomfortably shifts, or how the demon smiles in your direction. You don’t notice the werewolf staring at you naively, or the intrigue the vampire holds. You especially don’t notice the warlock pushing his wine closer to himself, or the floating man that looks at you in wonder. 

“Um…” Hoseok warily peers at Taehyung. 

“Don’t mind me.” He swipes away at Hoseok’s drink with mist, causing Jimin to laugh. 

“Hey!” 

“Shhh.” Jungkook chides, accidentally letting out a howl in the process.

“Take mine.” Yoongi offers. “I prefer blood.”

“Y/N!” Seokjin chimes in, stern pink orbs locking onto his table of supernaturals who immediately pipe down. His arm wraps around your shoulder, a charming smile on his lips. 

“How about you wait outside, hm? Things are a bit…unearthly here.” 

“Oh…okay!” You chirp, “I don’t mind, I hope you have fun with your friends.” 

Seokjin nods, smiling unmovingly. He quickly guides you outside, before looking over in Namjoon’s direction urgently, who floats over to your side. 

The two of you leave the room and Seokjin continues to smile until the door shuts. 

He spins around. 

“Would you all calm down?!” He hisses, taking the wine out of Taehyung’s hands and instantly separating the members, “Didn’t I already tell you she’s human?” 

“And?” Hoseok retaliates, “You’re the most human looking out of all of us!” 

“Yeah!” Taehyung preaches, “You’re biased towards her.” 

Seokjin rolls his eyes. “For your kind information, I’m actually half human which is why I don’t look completely like a Faerie!” 

He gestures to his ears, which should have sharper pointed ends but take on a human-like appearance instead. 

“Biased! I’m calling it!” Taehyung says again. 

“Wait hyung, then why do you need our help?” Jungkook questions, “Wouldn’t it be easier for you to figure it out by yourself?” 

“I needed opinions.” He states, crossing his arms. “Despite being half-human, it isn’t as easy making decisions regarding them.” 

“Well, I think she’s nice. Doesn’t seem too harmful.” Jimin pitches in. 

“Yeah, I wasn’t quaking in fear.” Hoseok retorts. 

“She’s not a werewolf slayer, I’ll tell you that.” Jungkook states with uttermost seriousness. 

 Yoongi shrugs, “Don’t think she’ll reincarnate anytime soon either.”

“Can I turn her into a goblin?” Taehyung lets his intrusive thoughts out, but Seokjin frowns. 

He regards all of them, “I appreciate the penny for your thoughts,” His voice deepens, sounding borderline threatening “–and Taehyung, no.”

He pouts and Seokjin sighs, standing at the front of the table once again. 

“I have made my decision and it will be final – Y/N be allowed to stay in this home until we can recover where she came from.” 

A low laugh escapes your lips. 

“Is something wrong?” Namjoon wonders and you shake your head. 

“Oh, it’s nothing. You just have a really interesting group of friends.” 

“Ah, well, we are all quite interesting, aren’t we?” Namjoon chuckles, before fumbling. “Uh, n-not in a suspicious way, of course. In a more human-like way, with human lifespans and human way of livin–” 

“You’re all supernaturals, right?” 

Namjoon freezes. 

“Y-You knew?”

“It was quite obvious from the start.” You laugh, “Also, I heard Seokjin mumbling something along the lines of getting the creatures of the night to gather together just like the good ol’ tales.” 

Your laughter grows as Namjoon places a sheepish hand against his temples. 

He sighs, “Well, you aren’t wrong about any of that.” 

“And what about you?” He turns, only to be met with your curious gaze and warm smile. 

He grows hyper aware, “W-What about me?” 

“I could hear them talking earlier.” You explain, gaze not leaving him. “Are you like the others? Do you have a human counterpart too?”

Namjoon is taken aback, not quite expecting you to ask. But then his smile diminishes, hints of anguish filling his orbs. 

“I used to, but she crossed over not too long ago.” He looks down at his hands, his transparency only becoming more evident by the minute. “I’m just a wandering ghost now.” 

Your heart sinks. “Wandering?” 

“Regrets.” Namjoon shuts his eyes, “I’m tethered to this world because of my last regret – which had to do with my dead wife.” 

“Oh…” Your eyes soften. “I….I hope she’s in a better place.” 

“She is.” Although remorseful, you notice the hope that fills his smile. It results in one lifting onto your own lips. 

The doors before suddenly come bustling open, startling the two of you. 

Seokjin emerges, brimming with confidence. 

“There you are!” He boasts, “A final decision has been made!”

Namjoon looks at him eagerly, “Is she staying?” 

“She is, but–” Seokjin waves a finger around. “As long as she follows the rules and… accepts our true identities.” 

“Oh, I already know you’re supernaturals.” You profess, much to Seokjin’s utter shock.

“She knows?!” Hoseok’s voice pitches out from the table. 

“Humans are smarter than you give them credit for.” Jimin snorts. 

“Well, that’s my cue to go.” Taehyung snaps his fingers, vanishing into purple smoke. 

“I-I guess that answered my concern.” Seokjin stutters, staring at you with a mix of surprise and horror. 

“Thank you for letting me stay.” You warmly smile, glancing in Namjoon’s direction. “It’ll be nice getting to know all of you." 

He smiles back and Seokjin nods, widening the door and allowing you to enter into the dining room. 

“Supernaturals are a bit peculiar around humans.” Seokjin states, placing another chair at the table, “But hopefully you’ll fit in with time.” 

You slip into it, taking the seat of the eighth member amongst the large table. 

Leaning back into the chair, there are specks of pink dancing within your irises. 

“Don’t worry.” You grin wickedly, “I think I’ll fit in just fine.”

[dde719]

Pairing: Ot7 demons x yn (brown skin girl- written for a friend)

WC: 2.4k

Demons

Oral sex female receive, male receive

Masterbation

Dream sequence

Rough kissing, rough sex

Nipple play

Growing dicks

Anal sex, anal play(prepping)

Circle jerking

Warm cum

Split tongue with rings

Cock ring

Voyeurism

Breeding kink

Sorry if I missed anything

AN: Hey everyone. This was a one-shot that I created in the summer of last year. I had a friend who encouraged me to get into more descriptive writing. It was the first time I wrote about demons, so it may be a little shaky. I wanted to edit this and finally put it out. This is the last of my early works and yes I am equally proud of everything I create. I hope you all enjoy it and there was no true inspo behind this other than, "what scenario can I make." The person I made it for did not want a solid plot, just descriptions. Basically, porn without a plot, if you're going to read, welcome if not. I do have other stories that have more detailed plots. Thank you so much and have a wonderful day lovelies.

Another night, laid in your room. Thinking about the members of bangtan fucking you senseless. You couldn't help but get your vibrator and pressed it hard onto your clit. Moving it back and forth before inserting it. You are pumping the blue vibrator in and out and rubbing on your sensitive bud at the same time. Thinking of none other than Jeon Jungkook fucking you raw on your bed and his tattooed hand with a firm grip on your throat. You start to see stars as you reach your climax and you pull it out, juices leak out. You put it on the highest speed and rub it on your swollen clit once more. Your body starts shaking and pulsing through another orgasm. You clean up the toy and shower and go to bed.

In your dream, you are in a dark place that is glowing orange and red at a close distance. You walk farther down the hall and you're met with this tall man, with large doe eyes, and dark wavy hair. He says, "Hello." Too stunned to speak, is it him... He grabs your face with his tattooed hand, "You have been thinking of us... You have quite the imagination." You gasp and look at his hand, "Umm... Yes." He chuckles, "Is that what you want us to do to you? Hmm. We can make it happen." He rips off your clothes and bites your neck as he touches the folds of your wet pussy. You lift a leg so he gets better access. And you feel one finger slip in. He kisses your lips and moans, "Mmmm, you like that." He picks up the pace as you say his name. Your legs get weak and you collapse onto the floor.

He moves you onto your back and slips two fingers in. His fingers grow a little more as they are deep inside you., with every thrust. He's looking at you dark-eyed, "uhh, tell me, you want more, you fucking slut." He slaps you across the face, and you moan, "ahhh, fuck." As he picks up the pace and palms your clit at the same time. He leans down to kiss you, tongue reaching the back of your throat, he smiles, "you take my fingers so well, wait til you see my dick..." You open your legs wider, and just as he's about to pull out his dick you awaken.

You jump awake from your sleep, covered in sweat, and your pussy is throbbing. This dream felt so real. You're clenching... You get up to splash water on your face... Fuck it's 4 am. You go back to your bed and gasp because you see him. The man from your dream. Can this be-? He interrupts your thoughts, "I am real, I know all of your thoughts every day. I know everything... Do you really want me and my brothers to take you?" You gasp, "take me where? There's no way you guys are..."

He looks at you full of lust, "Then how do we know, the things you want us to do to you? Let us make your dreams come true." You stare at his naked body, "Jungkook, what happens if I do..." He laughs, " Pleasure and pain... you want it or not." You know you can't resist him, you wanted this for so long. He almost gets impatient, "Don't think so much, just let it happen." He holds out his hand, big eyes staring at you "Come on." You nod and take his hand. He flips you on your back, and before you know it, mirrors are all over the room, and the rest of bangtan are sitting in a circle around you two. Tae is the first to join you guys. You are on your back and you watch as Jungkooks and Taehyung split. They have a ring on both sides of their tongues.

Before you know it, Jungkook has his tongue circling your clit in both directions then he slips his tongue inside. Tae is licking, sucking, and biting your erect brown nipples. He moans with you. In your thoughts, I can't believe this is really happening, "Ahhh, fuck." They tell you to keep your eyes on the mirror on the ceiling but they feel so good. Their eyes get wide and blacken when you start to cum. They ask again, "Are you ready, little one... There's no going back after we fu-" You moan, "please fuck me... I need this." Tae breathes heavily, "your such a needy slut." You see black clouds flash and they reappear in different positions. Your ass is up and your face is down. Tae is positioned in front of you with his legs open. He groans, "Mmm, suck my dick."

You wet your lips, then lick up and down his large tan shaft and the head was light brown. He moans yn while you bob up and down on his long hard dick. Meanwhile, JK is at the entrance of your pussy. You feel him move the head up and down, covering himself in your slick juices. You almost cry when he goes in, slowly at first. You pull Tae out of your mouth briefly, "Ahhhhh, jungk-" You use your hands and pick up the pace faster as you feel jks dick grow a little more the louder you moan. He closes his big beautiful eyes and holds onto your ass and he starts to slam into you. He feels so good inside you as his length gets longer inside of you.

Your moans are muffled, spit is dripping down Taes shaft. After a few minutes, you can't hold your moans anymore. You pull him out of your mouth again and jerk him off. "Mmmmm, fuck, right there..... oh my god...Ah-hhhh." Tae abruptly grabs your face, " Mmmm, No God... just us... Slow down, baby, you have all night." He puts his dick back in your mouth and fucks hard into it, while you grind back onto Jungkooks dick. A few more pumps and they are both finishing at the same time. Thick black clouds appear, Jk and Tae, take their place on the bed and start jerking off like they didn't just fuck you.

Yoongi and Jimin suddenly appear next to you. Tears already rolling down your face from pleasure. Jimin wipes them and says, "aww, our new fuck toy. Are you ok, sweetheart?" All you could think, how is he so nice even in demon form? You nod, "Yes." Jimin is laying down, your big lips crashing onto his, and he smiles, "Good." At this point, Yoongi is watching and stroking himself slowly. He leans down and whispers to Jimin. Jimin nods, Yoongi still strokes himself as sits behind you, feeling a warm sensation near your puckered asshole. You moan into Jimins kiss not knowing what is next.

His fingers produce a warm lubricant, then he inserts one into your hole. You jolt at the feeling, Yoongi whispers in your ear, "We have to stretch your ass, kitten." He kisses your cheek before you know it, you still feel the warm liquid pumping inside and he now has 3 fingers inside that have grown long and thick. He's twisting them hard as you feel Jimins hard bulge underneath you. Yoongi removes his fingers and Jimin coos, " Are you ready, baby?" He tells you to sit up. He teases at your asshole before slowly pushing into you. You scream, "Ahhhhh... Fuck." The lube gets warmer as he puts all of his inches slowly into your tight ass.

You watch yoongi as he tells you to lean further back, then your arms are resting on the bed. His tongue splits and he has 4 tongue rings. He shows you wiggling them quickly before looking down at your pussy. Jimin's dick thrusts and rotates into you while Yoongi's warm tongue is at your nipples. He bounces one breast as his tongue swirls and flicks at your other breast. His eyes go dark when his teeth sink into your nipple, and he groans, "mmm, so pretty." His soft pink lips kiss down your stomach and his pierced tongue circles your clit. You moan, "omg... MMMM," and his tongue slips inside you, bouncing so fast, he vibrates off your walls.

Hands cupping your breast while Jimin continues to fuck into your ass. It feels so warm but feels so good, thumping sounds fill the room and his dick has doubled in size. He furrows his brows with pleasure, "look up, princess, look at how good you look when we fuck you." You are barely hanging on as another orgasm rushes through your body. You cum just as Jimin releases into your ass. His black cloud forms and he now takes his place jerking himself on the bed. Yoongi is now laying on his back and you are facing him, riding his face. You feel the rings and his tongue reaches deeper inside of you.

You spit on your hand and move your hand up and down his beautiful pink hard dick. He hums into your pussy the faster you stroke him. His large fingers circle your swollen clit, "One more time, Cum for me." You started to feel dizzy and nearly blacked out, "I can't." He slaps your face, "Yes, you can." He moans as your hands yank him faster and more erratically. Both of your moans fill the room. He fucks into your hand and his dark eyes glow, while his tongue reaches your cervix. He moves his hand with side-to-side pressure and you release down his throat. He wiggles it faster to drink in all of you. He moans "ahh, good girl," and then his hot cum shoots all over your hand.

His cloud appears and he poofs to his spot and starts to touch himself. Hobi and Jin are up next. You are all dazed out and they stare at you, "Hyung, you think she can handle it? Look, she's all fucked up." Jin laughs, "She signed up for this, you know." You laugh because it's true. You wanted this for so long. Jin is on his back and you sit on his dick and lay down on his chest. Hobi lines up right behind you and smiles, "You ready to be pumped full of our cum. " Their eyes were already black with arousal. You look at the mirror in front of you to see Hobi fucking you. No lube was needed because you were still full of cum from earlier. All of a sudden, SLAP. You yelp, "ouc-" Jin cuts off your moan with a kiss then he continues to slap your face and fuck into your cunt.

Jin whispers, "Your doing amazing, you'll reach paradise soon." Jin grabs your waist and gets into you deeper, "You feel so good... Fuck yn." Hobi grunts "keep looking in the mirror." You start to feel tired drained and over fucked. The room starts to swirl and the colors start to melt together. The two men rub inside all of your sensitive spots and you begin to cry. You three moan in unison and you nearly faint as they chase their high. As you feel their balls hit against your ass, a random burst of energy rushes through you and you start rubbing your clit in circles.

Clenching both of your holes around their rock-hard dicks, they grunt and cum inside you. You began to pant and lay down on Jin's chest and in an instant, they poof away and join the other members jerking in the circle. Joon nestles beside you, his eyes already dark and wild, he asks, "Are you sure you want this?" You moan, "Yes, I need this." He says, "Just know once you go to this place with us... Everything and everyone you know is gone... You may never return." You look down for a moment, "I- I understand." You start to cry, "I hope it's worth it." He laughs, "It will be." Then he removes his boxers. Your eyes grow large and you had a sudden realization. Now you know why he was covered this whole time. He has two big beautiful nine-inch dicks with a prince Albert piercing on one of his heads.

You're not sure how well you can take it, then the rest of your room melts away. You are in that same place with the red and orange glow. But now you are tied into a sex swing, hungry and desperate to feel him... "Fuck me please, Joon. I need it." He blindfolds you and places kisses on your neck, which feels blazing hot to the touch. You feel him at both of your entrances and he holds the bottom of your ass while he's slowly moving his hips so he can plunge into you. His breath hitches, "o-ohh, damn girl.." He makes sure you are ok before he moves faster and faster. You feel a tingle all over your body and scream his name repeatedly as he shows you no mercy.

He then holds your legs in place as he thrust, you feel his ring pressing and rubbing inside your slick walls. You can't take it anymore and start to cry as everyone's cum from earlier drips on the floor. He loves the sight of you crying from pleasure. He pinches your nipples hard and says, "Almost there, you can do this." He pinches harder and the sound of his thighs slapping yours fills the room. He bites the crook of your neck and his deep voice growls, "uhh, uhh...Mmmmm." His brows furrow as his scalding cum releases into your holes. You feel breathless and dizzy. He removes the blindfold and all of bangtan stands over you. Joon flashes an evil smile, showing his dimples, " Welcome to Paradise... We'll start again in 2 minutes."  

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Chapter 13

Title: Those Evil Ways

Pairing: OT7 x Y/N (female reader)

Genre: supernatural au, slow-burn, medical, fluff, angst, smut, war

Word count: ~6 700

Characters: (Demons!BTS) Namjoon/Corson, Jin/Agares, Yoongi/Baal, Hoseok/Alastor, Jimin/Aamon, Jungkook/Mammon, Taehyung/Gaap, human reader (with special abilities later in the story)

Warnings: description of Y/N's phobia - some tension, Y/N transforms/ritual, a bit of planning for the upcoming battles, Y/N gets out of her "low", supportive and lovely Jungkook, kiss-kiss – if I have missed something please send a pigeon 😅❤️

Summary: Y/N is a third-year medical student going through life like others do. On one unfortunate night she gets in unexpected contact with otherworldly beings who drag her into their world of violence, war and fight for power.

Author’s notes: TAGLIST OPEN.

After the poll we have a winner! The majority decided that Y/N is turning... *drum and roll*... ah not telling you here 😅 You have to read and see. I'm so excited about the new possibilities that the shift will give me.

Please, enjoy! <3

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“I haven’t seen you in a while” Jimin smiled when Jungkook entered the meeting room. His hair was longer than the last time that they saw each other but the silver color was still there.

“Been busy” Mammon replied without trying to explain why. All of them knew.

At the other side of the room Noir, Alastor and Gaap were discussing something over an enormous map that was laid out on the table. When the General saw the other King he approached and the two shared a brotherly hug. “I hope things are going well” his tone was just as calm as always.

The tattooed man only nodded.

“A man of few words” Namjoon spoke without lifting his eyes from the map. “Just on time. We have to make a decision but it’s a tie so your input would be more than appreciated.”

“That’s why I came - to help.”

Taehyung felt how tense Mammon was and wondered if this combined with what he was about to hear next is going to be the perfect recipe for disaster. Gaap liked to be prepared for all kinds of situations so he got closer to Jungkook in order to stop him from pouncing on someone if that ever happened. Let's just include a short note here and say that King Mammon was not aggressive without a good reason but now considering what had happened with Y/N not so long ago the other four wondered if he could have become irrational.

Hoseok was fidgety by the table at this point and wasn't paying any attention to what Namjoon was so eager to explain. He had to keep his head high but explain the struggles he had to deal with the previous weeks.

"Can I talk to you before we start?" He asked, meeting Jungkook's sharp eyes. At this point there was no wrong or right way to say whatever - everything has gone to shit so the only option was to be as transparent as possible and hope for the best.

"Let's hear it" Mammon's smug and mocking expression was enough to put off anyone. His side smirk was laced with disgust and bitterness. "Please note that nothing you say now will be able to make up for what you've done."

Hoseok sighed softly, nodding once before he gathered the courage to begin. "Look I hate this. I don't like apologies and won't give you one but I know I've caused you pain. And… Y/N too." It was still hard to say her name. "There's nothing more I desire than to fix what my jealousy and pettiness managed to destroy."

Jungkook laughed and on the side it sounded like a whole-hearted genuine laugh but it wasn't. The other three demons were standing quietly on the side, pretending to mind their business. Taehyung could see King Alastor becoming anxious.

"You know this tale about the bear and the bad word? In one of the nations in the human world, old people use it a lot to teach the kids to mind their way of speech." There was a note of sadism in Jungkook's behavior, the man was enjoying this and wanted it to last for as long as possible. He wished for Hoseok to crawl and suffer in Y/N's place. "It goes like this - the boy saw a bear cub in the woods one day. It was struggling, stuck in a thorn bush so the boy decided that it was best to help. The mama bear somehow saw it and offered the guy a friendship and he accepted. They became close and talked for a while. One time as a goodbye the boy kissed the bear's snout. It smelled so bad and without even thinking he expressed the disgust he felt when the stench hit him. The mama bear didn't say much, just asked him to hit her with his ax on the head, as hard as he could. Even though he tried talking the bear out of it, in the end the animal threatened to eat him if the guy didn't comply with her wish. He did it and felt extremely guilty for it. For a few years after that they didn't see each other in the woods. At some point their paths crossed once again in a different place in the forest. Before he left the bear asked him to look for the wound but no matter how hard he tried nothing could be seen on the animal's skin - there wasn't even a scar. The boy was amazed by this but the bear said then that a bad wound can be healed and forgotten but a bad word can never be forgotten. It would stay with the bear until the day it died." Jungkook walked closer to the King and stared at him with cold eyes. "Do you get it now? It doesn't matter what you will say to me or to Y/N. She is in a bad place now but things are looking up. What you did to her mind is another topic though, the terrors you've put her through will never be forgotten even if she decides to forgive you."

Long silence followed after Jungkook stopped talking. No one dared to move and Alastor was trying to decide if there's a point to continue. Jimin was surprised, mildly said, to see this side of his friend. To be honest he didn't even remember if there was a time when Mammon was ever like that… "Jungkook, I hate this. This is my promise to you now - I may have been biased and quick to judge Y/N but this is in the past now. I will do everything in my power to support and keep this girl safe since she's so important to everyone. In reality she has never done anything bad to me or anyone else for that matter. Everything after a certain point was my wrongdoing and it will change in the future if she lets me… and you too."

"We will see about that. It's all up to her." There was nothing more to be said. King Mammon turned around and approached the table where the other three demons had gathered.

…

"Monica?" Y/N whined squeezing the pillow in her hands. She needed someone to hold her so badly and the feeling of being alone was simply unbearable. "When i-is Koo coming?"

"In a while m'lady" the maid rushed to the bed placing her hands over the girl's in an attempt to calm her down. "He promised a few hours right?"

"Mmh." Feeling completely worn out the young woman plopped down on her side facing Monica. "You 'ave pretty hair" she whispered. Y/N was becoming drowsy once more and a few minutes were keeping her away from the oncoming nap.

"Sleep m'lady. You will feel better when you wake up…"

…

“What?!” Jungkook spat out, his voice bubbling with anger. “How did you even reach this… this… I don't even know what to call it?”

“Decision?” Namjoon raised an eyebrow.

“Don’t get cheeky with me.”

“But it’s the best we can do” Jimin slammed his hand on the table, feeling like he had reached his limit. “If we leave the frontline unsupervised, who knows what might happen!”

Taehyung sighed and opened his mouth to speak but at the same time King Mammon began shouting, throwing his hands in the air. “Why the fuck did Taehyung trained all those sergeants if they're gonna stay here and scratch their balls?" The fact was that the military personnel was enough to cover the Northern and Eastern borders without any problem but Jimin and Hoseok doubted it would be enough. Taehyung of course trusted his men with his head and Namjoon had faith in the General's judgment. "Only two borders need protection at this point. The other two nations have nothing to do with this war so they won't interfere." Jungkook was fuming.

"Are you sure?" Alastor asked with a low voice. He knew from the beginning that the King of the North would be against this proposition so now he wondered why they were even trying to persuade him.

"A thousand percent sure" the tattooed demon gritted his teeth in the end.

"I know for a fact that Agares will join the troops no matter what our decision tonight is." This was a simple fact but Jimin felt the need to say it. The silver-haired man also knew that…

"I don't care about Agares or Baal or whoever else." Ah… so predictable. "My vote goes for us to stay here." At this point his signature involuntary action made an appearance again - when he was annoyed or angry Jungkook was poking the inside of his cheek with tongue.

This was turning out to be a disaster like their previous talk. A new idea struck Noir while he was folding the map. "Listen to me, I think I found middle ground just now. What if we take turns going to the borders?" The King smiled widely, extending his hands to the sides. The strong presence he had always came in handy especially if he needed to persuade someone. Now after all he had heard the demon saw it as convenient to have one of them with the low-class demons at all times.

"Take turns?" It was Taehyung who spoke up now, intrigued by the new suggestion. "You mean as in someone stays here and someone goes there?" This could be interesting. King Corson nodded, seeing his first supporter in the face of Gaap.

"Precisely." He clicked his fingers engulfed by excitement. Maybe this time the conversation wouldn't go to shit and everyone would be happy. "You see to some extent I agree with Jungkook and Taehyung that the soldiers are trained for a reason but also…" Namjoon smiled. "I prefer to take part and overlook the battle. It's our duty as Kings. The new abilities we got with the Sins we possess now…"

King Alastor's eyes began shining with excitement "It will be just epic. The victory can be ours if things play out nicely."

At this point this sounded like the best option for everyone - Agares would stay with the troops probably the whole time, Baal too, as for General Gaap it was a hundred percent sure. The other four - they could take turns because it wasn't a good decision to leave Doordale in the hands of the Ministry. Jungkook was still deep in thought. He couldn't stand the fact that he should leave Y/N alone for certain periods of time, the demon felt responsible for her and wanted to be there but at the same time he knew his duties very well. Also let's keep in mind that all of them were demons, higher ones at that and warfare and depravities were part of their nature.

As much as some of them wanted to run away from all that - it could never happen - you can never change those primal roots of origin.

"Fine. Let's split the "shifts"" Mammon looked tired and drained. He just wanted this to be over already. He checked his watch - he still had around an hour and a half. Even though he would be back on time the man was considering actually going to the goldsmith and getting a golden bouquet for Y/N.

"Me and Alastor will go first then" it was Jimin who took the initiative. The two Kings worked together like a well oiled machine and what one was lacking the other - was compensating. Such a nice duo.

"I will join you too" Taehyung stepped forward too. "My suggestion is that we switch every five days. No need to travel by horse - it will be most convenient to use the Wishing Well."

Jungkook frowned upon hearing those words. "That's not enough."

"In a normal battle - maybe - but now imagine that: they will start to think at some point that we've shown all there is." The General began gesturing with his beautifully sculpted hands. "At some point when the new party arrives - boom! New tactics, new leaders, new formations."

"Does this mean that whenever we switch places new soldiers will be joining us?" It hasn't occurred to Namjoon and it definitely didn't sound very practical, hearing it now.

Taehyung waved his hands in frustration. "No, no. This is very impractical. How are they gonna travel?" The demon clicked his tongue, to him all of this sounded so simple and easy to think of but apparently to the rest - not so much. The main reason Gaap had this position was because it all came naturally to him - the demon wasn't stressing out or struggling to come up with different plans and no efforts were required. "Listen now - a lot of transparent potions will be prepared. The troops responsible for carrying weapons and food will be also transporting the vials. When they reach this place" the General placed his gloved finger over the map "there's literally nothing here. Only greenery and many animal holes. The vegetation is so abundant here that it will be perfectly fine for the soldiers to hide the stash." His eyes were burning while explaining every little detail. The other four were listening patiently, memorizing each word. "Some of the troops will stay behind and begin drinking the potions. You know the effects - they will lose shape and color for five hours. The groups will be scattered around a three kilometer perimeter so if something happens they would be close enough." Jungkook was impressed - if he didn't know the General he would definitely think that the plan took weeks to be developed. "Everything clear?"

"Certainly" it was a question for all but Namjoon answered instead, as he was the core of their bond.

"Very well. We depart in three days."

…

When Jungkook entered the palace everything was just the same as when he had left earlier today. No commotion, nothing out of the ordinary, only the guards and the staff at their respective places.

"Good evening, Your Majesty" the butler bowed and reached out to get the cloak off the King's bread shoulders.

"Is everything okay with Y/N?" He asked flatly.

"Of course Sir. The maid stayed by m'lady's side the whole time, now she's asleep." The butler followed Mammon through the corridor informing him of the events that took place around the residence while he was gone. "Is there anything you would like Sir?" It was a simple question asked as per usual with a tone devoid of any emotion, just part of the protocol.

Usually Jungkook either waved a dismissive hand or immediately said what he wanted to be done but this time the demon stopped in his tracks and turned to the man. The King looked at the butler - his face was still blank, there was a scar that began from his left ear and ended in the middle of the chin. Long time ago this demon was part of Leviathan's army but after the coup he joined Mammon's household. Siwan was his name and he was the one to join the palace's staff first becoming the head of it, recruiting and taking care of the other members. "You see I need you to do something for me, it's important to be done as fast as possible because Y/N's wellbeing could depend on it."

"Certainly My Lord. Just say the word."

"Listen…"

When the King entered the bedroom Monica was sitting on the chair next to the window, reading a book. The second he opened the door she jumped to her feet and bowed to him.

"I believe things were fine?" he asked, whispering.

"Of course! Lady Y/N was anxious in the beginning but after a while she fell asleep." The maid seemed happy that the girl was recovering, even though it was a slow process.

Jungkook turned to look at the young woman - she was resting and no sign of distress could be seen on her face. Not like last time… the demon winced, feeling physically sick while thinking about the agonizing terrors Y/N had to deal with. "You're free to go now, Monica."

He removed the leather vest and his shoes, then got closer to the bed. On the nightstand there was a glass of water and another one filled with milk. Mammon left the golden bouquet there too for later when Y/N woke up. Climbing in the bed he carefully wrapped his arms around her figure, taking a deep breath - she felt so fragile and small. How could this body hold such great powers he wondered. Y/N's hair smelled like almonds probably because of the hair soap. The warmth emitting from her was enough to calm the demon down and put him to sleep. He felt dizzy and lightheaded so Jungkook closed his eyes, drifting in and out of consciousness.

…

"You got the letter right?!" Jin almost busted down the door to Yoongi's office because of the excitement. Another day gone and he was still the same old exhilarated self.

Baal turned around in his chair, swirling the liquor in his glass. He nodded with a smirk. "Sure did."

"We're leaving in three days! It's been so long!" The Master was ecstatic which was something that hasn't happened in so long, ever since the problems with Y/N started. Now he was in his element.

"Just don't break anything," his advisor laughed lightly. Both of them were dressed casually with silk shirts and black pants but Jin wanted to have a celebratory dinner and dress up for the occasion.

"Let's spoil ourselves tonight Yoongi! Let's have a drink and… no more like lots of drinks and party!" He spread his jewelry-cladded arms and the metals produced a nice jingling sound.

The other demon just continued smiling then nodded once, feeling the excitement too. But then his joy faded away just as fast as it came. "Hey, Yoongi, what's wrong? I thought you wanted this to happen?" worry surfaced on the Master's face.

"I just wish Y/N was here so we can share it with her too, you know?"

It felt like daggers were stabbing Baal's heart after saying each word. "I know…" Jin sighed and his glee also died down a bit. "But you know she will be here for the next one - we will have many other occasions to celebrate with her. Even the victory-"

"We don't know if it will be a victory" the mint-haired demon cut him off mid sentence. "Don't jinx it."

"Okay, whatever. Let's just go change and do our thing. You will feel better."

"Fine…" now what Yoongi needed was a way to pass the time until Y/N had recovered and the oncoming battles were just the right thing. Then and there the advisor made up his mind to give it his all and win.

Baal got distracted with imaginary situations - in his mind a picture appeared of how the seven of them are returning from the war victorious. Yoongi's armor - covered in blood, as well as his face and hands but when Y/N sees the demon she runs up to him and they kiss like there's no tomorrow. It was nice to dream…

"Hey Earth to Yoongi!" Jin was snapping his fingers in the other man's face. "Get it together! We have three days ahead of us to down each bottle in the residence!" The laughter that followed almost made the windows shake.

…

At one point Jungkook felt hot breath on the curve of his neck and his eyes flew open and the pupils shrunk to small dots. Without moving an inch the demon began "mapping" the parts of his body and Y/N's. He was flat on his back with one arm still wrapped around her waist and the other - supporting the demon's head. The girl was sleeping peacefully partially draped over Jungkook's body - head slightly tilted upwards and back on his shoulder while hugging the King with a knee between the man's legs.

Oh, the desire to turn around and kiss her was real. So real.

"Y/N…" Mammon gritted his teeth and closed his eyes in an attempt to center himself.

"Hnhg…" she began stirring. The demon froze immediately. What would he do when she wakes up? How to behave? "Kookie?" Y/N rasped, taking a deep breath. To her he smelled clean, like freshly cut wood and grass.

"Hey princess. I'm here" the first thing he wanted to do was give the girl her present. Carefully Jungkook tried getting up but she squeezed him and produced a whiny sound of protest. "Shh. I just want to give you something pretty" reaching out he felt for the metal and then presented the bouquet to Y/N. "I kept my promise to be back in time but still decided to give you this because you're my special one."

When the young woman saw the shiny object her eyes widened and turned glossy. She felt confusion setting in and then realization hit her - he promised to be back and did it but still wanted to surprise her. That's what responsible grown up people do. And also they thank each other - Y/N’s mind was slowly guiding her back to normality, trying to reassure and lead in the right direction. “Thank… you” she whispered, taking the gift with trembling hands. “It’s beautiful.”

“Not as beautiful as you” Jungkook smiled, the lip rings hitting his teeth.

The compliment made Y/N’s face turn hot and red. It was so adorable in Jungkook’s eyes but she felt embarrassed and annoyed. “D-don’t say such things if you’re going to leave me alone again” the woman huffed and squeezed the metallic flowers to her chest.

“I will not.” Lie. Of course it was a lie but Mammon had six more days to help his precious girl recover and by then maybe it wouldn’t be necessary to leave her at all…

The next day preparations for the upcoming battle began in the capital. The armory was turned upside down, each item carefully counted and written down in the book, the swords were polished and sharpened, some of the shields - sent to the blacksmiths in order to get reinforced and so on…

Warlocks gathered in the Academy around noon so they could begin working on the potion stash. Taehyung was leading the operations, shouting orders here and there if it was needed, also giving final instructions to the soldiers and revising their strategy. Jimin and Hoseok were back to the West and South so they could take care of the local affairs before departing, while Noir stayed in the capital, having coutnless meetings with the people from the Ministry.

What everyone hoped for was for a possible comeback from Y/N so she could lend a hand if needed. Of course they all knew it was a last resort considering what she'd been through and that was the reason why they didn't even try asking Jungkook about it.

The King of the North was giving his best to reassure and help Y/N on her journey to recovery. The progress was slow but the conversations were getting better, she was becoming more confident in expressing herself and getting bolder. The key was to not pressure the girl in any way so she doesn't revert and have another breakdown. The same day while the two of them were dining a male servant knocked over a silver jug full of water. The loud sound terrified Y/N and she screamed in horror, then knocked back her chair and ran to Jungkook who hugged her and began whispering soothing words in the girl's ear. In the process the demon had thrown a cold hateful stare at the man, then tilted his head to the door signaling for him to leave the dining hall.

It was a rough period but with patience and diligence Mammon believed that everything was fixable.

On the second day Y/N woke up earlier than usual and got out of bed to look at herself in the big mirror hanging on the wall.

“My hair…” she whispered. It was a total mess, tangled and fuzzy. On a regular day the young woman would never let this pass but now was an unusual occasion. Memories of the past flooded her mind, making Y/N wince and scrunch her nose in disgust. She took a few strands between two fingers and lifted them up looking at the state of the hair. Long ago, when those episodes were happening regularly the regression period was ending usually in a few hours to a day. She was giving it to the fact that Mrs. Y/L/N was helping her, the sessions at the psychiatrist and also - the poor thing’s brain hadn’t had taken such a massive hit.

Going to the door she took a few deep breaths and pressed the handle. Going out in the hallway barefoot didn’t bother Y/N much at the moment. You know how kids walk around in the morning when they wake up - in their pajamas and no socks or slippers to speak of, then their parents would scold them that they would eventually get sick. Y/N was the same now. “Monica?” she said quietly but no one answered. Two guards stood at the end of the corridor, facing each other and heard the girl. One of them immediately vanished, heading somewhere. “Monica I need a comb…” she went on while walking on the cold marble.

“Can I help you m’lady?” It was the demon who was left standing in his place who asked.

“Where’s Monica?” the curious tilt of her head made Y/N seem like a little girl.

“In the kitchen. Should I call-“

“Y/N!” Jungkook’s voice came from the further side of the hallway. Immediately recognising the sweet comforting voice of the King she spun around on her heels and ran towards him.

“Kookie!” The girl jumped in the demon’s open arms and he lifted her up. “Let’s do something today,” the tone was joyful and his muscles relaxed. Nothing bad had happened.

“Why are you out of bed barefoot?” Looking down the King asked calmly.

“I wanted to find a comb.” Y/N explained with a pout. “My hair is terrible.”

“Your hair is fine,” he replied with a smile. “Just… oh look!” With a shocked expression Mammon pointed a finger at her. “There’s a nest with small birds inside! That’s amazing!” He ruffled the girl's hair and she began laughing.

“I don’t!”

The guards and the servants passing around heard the two of them laughing and were shocked and surprised to see and hear all of this. No one in the whole Kingdom would believe that the King of the North who was usually so cold and quiet could behave in such a way. He was notorious for acting haughty and harshly but now… there wasn’t anyone who would believe the stories of the servants telling how their King was playing and laughing with a woman.

Jungkook lifted Y/N up in the air and began walking back to her room. “Come I will brush your hair.”

“Put me down! Don’t carry me around like that! I’m not some fragile princess!” The protests fell on deaf ears.

“Oh but you are!” He closed the door behind them and the guards were left speechless in the corridor, looking at each other with wide eyes.

On the third day everything began looking almost as it was before. Y/N was serious most of the time, quieter. There were only two outbursts of laughter during the day - once when Jungkook made a disgusted face while looking at an ugly handwriting of one of the officials in a document and the second time - during lunch when he choked while swallowing a vegetable.

"It just sounded funny," Y/N said with a wide grin. The King didn't mind one bit.

Later the two were taking a stroll in the back garden and she paused in front of one big crooked tree. The girl appeared deep in thought so he didn't bother her by asking why she had decided to stop exactly at that spot.

It was a difficult time for her - she understood perfectly well this state of mind was not normal for Y/N and yet it was comfortable. Her brain was not straining or running laps like a while ago but now it was all coming together. The young woman felt ready to talk to Jungkook. "I need to tell you something."

"Sure. Tell me Y/N" he put a hand on her shoulder to reassure her.

"First of all I want to thank you for the efforts and enormous patience you've had with me."

"But that's not needed, I did it because I care about you." Those words made Y/N blush and turn shy but she tried pushing forward despite the need to regress once more.

"Uhm… sorry, it's… you almost made me revert back." With an awkward smile she turned to look at him. From what the psychiatrist had said certain words and behavior could trigger shifts in her state of mind and it was best if the girl warned those around her about those. "I feel so much better now, almost as before. Just…" she took a deep breath trying to sound confident. "What I think is that from this certain point on you can behave like you did in the past. Of course keep in mind you have to be careful not to trigger me for a while, but I think I'm in the safe now."

Jungkook's chest began rising up rapidly, oh this thrill, the buzz of hearing this was making him want to fly. "Whatever you want Y/N" his voice rose a few octaves and with trembling hands Mammon cupped Y/N's face. The urge to envelope the young woman in a tight hug was almost unbearable and also…

"You can kiss me," she smiled kindly. "I see you want to."

Without waiting to be told twice he dived in. It was so long since the demon had felt this whole. Jungkook moved one hand to her waist and the other places behind Y/N's neck, pulling her closer. The feelings this action stirred were mutual - she was content and thankful for all the demon had done and proud because the struggles to overcome that low-point led to a happy ending in this "chapter" of her book. After a few seconds they separated and Y/N rested her forehead on the King's collarbone. "You think we can call Trophonius here so he can help me fully recover and guide me further into choosing a side?"

"We can do it now" Jungkook grabbed the girl's hand and the two ran back to the palace.

A few hours later the Oracle was there and they were escorted to one of the training rooms. Jungkook promised not to bother the two so he returned to his office to look at some war diagrams.

The sun was setting already but the white-haired man and Y/N were still talking, sitting cross-legged facing each other.

“Are you sure you want to choose the darker side? Your parents wouldn’t want you to, they were striving for the Light their whole lives.” It was irritating to listen to this but Y/N was giving her best to be rational and reasonable and listen to all the Oracle had to say.

“It’s so tiring to think of what someone would want from me or for me. It’s my choice in the end, isn’t it?” So much for the attempts not to sound like a brat… Trophonius’ lips widened ever so slightly in a small smile. This was a sign that Y/N has not given up on her free will and wanted to be in control of what was coming her way. Satisfactory enough.

“Very well child” Trophonius praised and put his hands together. The girl appeared confused for a few seconds but quickly understood that his words were just a test so she nodded with a straight face. “So how you want to go about it? There’s a way to get those abilities faster or you want to wait and help me guide you naturally to them?”

A question for a million dollars. How to do it…? She remembered that time when Mammon had explained how the demons were getting their powers and the process usually was taking decades.Y/N couldn’t wait that long. “I want the shorter way” was what she told the Oracle.

“As exprected.”

“General!” one of the soldiers saluted when he entered the meeting hall. “I have terrible news.”

“What?” Taehyung placed the pen calmly in the holder and casted his eyes up at the lower demon. “Pilwon came forty minutes ago to tell me that the check was going well.”

“We have seventeen long swords missing.”

Gaap’s ears began ringing. “How is that possible?”

“I decided to do a double check before sealing the armory and this is what I came up with” he presented a sheet of paper with the newly counted weapons. The swords that were gone were made of draconic steel and were causing severe burns if someone was cut with it.

“This is bad. Very bad… there’s still a spy among us. Fuck!” The General shouted and kicked and desk, it toppled over and sheets of paper and ink began flying everywhere. “Impossible! That’s just impossible! We checked every unit in the legions!”

The other demon stood quietly on the side, looking at the raging man. “What should we do?” He asked quietly.

“We can’t do shit now! We’re leaving in a few hours…”

Later Trophonius was ready to do his thing. He was standing straight, facing Y/N and holding hands with her. Their energies were intertwining and doing an invisible dance. “Now be ready to let go of all barriers in your head. We’re going back to the time when you first saw the markings on your face. Don’t be scared. You must let them spread all over your body and soul.”

“Is it going to hurt?” she asked the white-haired man sheepishly. The small child in her was still surfacing from time to time.

“Don’t worry to much, I will be as gentle as possible. Of course those things are not pleasant but the key is to not give up. Can you do that for me?”

Taking a deep breath there was one final request from Y/N before starting the ritual. “Can we call Jungkook too? I need him to be here…” there was shyness in her voice but Trophonius seemed unbothered. Letting go of the the young woman’s hands he nodded.

“Let’s call the King.”

Minutes later the demon appeared at the doorway, his gaze falling immediately on Y/N. “You sent for me? Is there something wrong?”

“No. Y/N wanted you to be here for the initiation.”

“Oh” King Mammon looked surprised. Closing the door he stepped closer to the two. “You’ve chosen a side then, princess?” Wide smile softened his sharp features and the man’s nose scrunched at the base. His happiness was not fake, not anymore. The demon was ready to accept whatever Y/N had chosen.

Y/N answered him with a confident smile.

“Then you should take a seat somewhere and wait patiently. Don’t interfere because our bond might be severed and I don’t know what might happen.” Jungkook turned around and slowly approached one of the chairs that were further from them.

“Now then. Take my hands” Trophonius instructed the girl. “I will tap in your memories once again and find the one we need. It will play just the way it had happened in the beginning but you need to find the precise trigger moment and change it yourself. I told you” the Oracle’s long slim fingers were wrapped around Y/N’s tightly and she could feel the soft electric surges going through her. He was already doing it. “Let it play, don’t fight it, don’t be scared. You must let the change wash over you.”

“Okay…”

And it began…

Y/N was back in the bathroom of the room she was using then. She was lazily washing her face and teeth, not paying any attention to anything. Then the girl bent over to rinse her mouth of the toothpaste and when she got up there were the markings. Her eyes widened in horror at the sight of the reflection. Scream was ready to escape Y/N’s lips but she took a deep breath in an attempt to ground herself, then her facial features haredened and the eyes got colder.

Raising her voice she called for King Mammon specifically this time. “Jungkook! I need you now!” The sound echoed loudly in the bathroom and seconds later the demon was standing at the door.

“What…” when he saw the scene his eyes widened. “What is going on?”

“I need your help with this.” Y/N informed him flatly and turned to the pierced demon. She placed her hands on his muscular chest and stared straight into Mammon’s eyes. “Do you know what are those weird stains?” He couldn’t take his eyes off the inky black substance sliding down the girl’s chin and neck.

“You’re a demon Y/N” the King gritted his teeth still in shock. “Those are the markings of the transformation.”

“What is their purpose?”

“To show what kind of power you will possess once you’re fully turned.”

She closed her eyes and leaned forward a bit, still touching the demon. He didn’t move one bit and even placed his hands over hers. The young woman’s throat was burning and it felt like her whole chest was on fire. Mammon looked down and saw how the black substance was spreading in thin lines through the girl’s veins. “Let it pass through you, don’t fight it love” he encouraged her and turned Y/N towards the mirror. She slowly opened her eyes and they looked muddy and unfocused.

The King lifted his hand and as if he was in trance with a single motion he smudged the mark on Y/N’s lips even more, pressing himself harder to her back. The vision was so captivating that the demon couldn’t stop.

Tears were glistening in the corners of the girl’s eyes, threatening to spill out any moment. “I feel like…” she chocked on air. “Like I’m dying. What is going on? How much longer is it going to take?”

Back in the real world Trophonius was kneeling in front of Y/N who was breathing heavily, sweat was covering every inch of skin and the hair was sticking to her face. King Mammon was on the verge of losing his mind yet again but then the marking began appearing and he realized - she’s turning into one of them.

Oh the joy…

With trembling hands Y/N leaned on the counter. The black liquid was reaching the tip of her fingers now, it was scary to look at it. On top of that shiny transparent scales began appearing on her cheeks and coming down her neck. The girl’s eyes turned transparent too, the blood vessels were visible under her new “skin”. This was the form she was going to take when shifting. The King found the new Y/N extremely beautiful and unique - he has never seen a demon with a transparent alternative form. The raw excitement triggered his change too…

After one whole agonizing hour the whole ordeal was over and the young woman collapsed on the ground completely drained and breathless.

“Congratulations Y/N” the Oracle spoke quietly “Weclome to your new life.”

Mammon was hovering over her, holding a glass of water in hand. “Hey princess, you did well” the velvet-like voice caressed the girl’s ears and she lowered her eyelids, basking in the pleasant sound. The blurry vision and vertigo were messing with her head but the demon was her anchor and Y/N was thankful for that. “Let’s take you to lie down comfortably. You should rest.”

Once in the bedroom, Jungkook continued talking to the young woman who was already drifting in and out of consciousness. “This was the most beautiful transformation I have ever seen. You will be great.” She only smiled weakly. “Now I can make you my queen for real…”

Chapter 12 / Chapter 14

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@princess-sunshyn @thedarkwinterrose

[cocotaetae13]

A Deal's A Deal: Namjoon (M)

Warnings: Demon behavior. Smut. Baseless allegations to further the plot. blowjob, questionable consent practices

Word Count: A little over 4k

Summary: What happened when the members met up at the church to devise their plan and MC gets a little dirty with Namjoon.

A/N: I already feel better getting this out to you all. I hope you enjoy and sorry for making you wait so long! The final chapter will be Jungkook's and it is in the works as you read this. Thanks again for taking the time to read my story <3

Namjoon stares up at the church and gently touches the book inside his bag. His heart thunders inside his chest, making him look over his shoulder to see if anyone was following him. Not that it would help if the demon they were trying to hide from suddenly found out they were meeting somewhere she couldn’t go, but it gave him a little comfort knowing he was alone. With that thought in mind he quickly makes his way inside, making sure to shut the door softly behind him. 

“Hey man.” Jin whispers from beside him, making him jump. “We’re just waiting on Jungkook. What is this about anyway?”

Namjoon shakes his head. “I’d rather wait til Jungkook is here so I don’t have to repeat everything.”

“Fair enough.” Jin nods. “The room is this way.”

Inside a room used for Sunday school sit the others. Jimin gives him a little wave and a quirk of the corner of his lips. Namjoon extends greetings swiftly and sits at the head of the group, holding his bag containing a very important book on his lap. It’s only a few moments after that Jungkook comes bursting through the threshold looking panicked.

“What happened?” Yoongi searches Jungkook’s face curiously. “Did you get caught?”

“I thought I did, but no. I was just worried about getting here on time.” Jungkook murmurs. 

“Who knows how much time we have before bad things start happening again so let's get this over with.” Hoseok fiddles with his watch.

“First, I have to confess…” Jungkook says. “This is all my fault.” He sits on his knees on the cold floor, hands in fists on top of his thighs. He can’t see the surprised expressions on the others’ faces. 

“What do you mean this is your fault? How could this be your fault?” Taehyung wonders.

Jungkook’s eyes redden and his chin quivers with the effort he puts forth to keep from losing it and sobbing in front of them. This was his fault and he was going to have to tell them. “Everything that’s been happening to us is because of a demon. I summoned that demon and she’s been torturing us since then.”

“Jungkook did it for us.” Namjoon says quickly. “This was for the group. He was afraid Hobi leaving would be the end for all of us and didn’t want to give up on our dream…so he made a deal with a demon in exchange for his soul.”

The room is silent for a long moment. Hoseok can only blink in shock. “This is from that long ago? So really this is my fault.” He looks at the now softly crying Jungkook with a heart heavy with guilt.

“We’re not here to pass around blame or anything like that. What was done is done.” Jin says firmly, watching Jimin slide to Jungkook’s side on the floor to comfort him. “What’s most important is what we can do about it.”

“Which is why we’re here.” Namjoon says, reaching into his bag and pulling out the book. “I paid a pretty penny for this in hopes it really is going to solve our problem.”

“You’re saying there’s something in that crusty book that’s going to remove a demon from our lives?” 

Namjoon shakes his head. “Unfortunately there’s nothing in here about getting rid of them that I’ve found…apparently that’s in a different book I’m having tracked down as we speak. But this book is going to give us our power back.”

“If we can’t get rid of the demon and save Jungkook’s soul immediately then whatever we can do to stop them in the meantime…I’m in.” Taehyung crosses his arms. 

“The spell will keep the demon from gaining more power by preventing her from being able to feed like she normally does.”

“Remember she feeds off of negativity,” Jungkook sniffles and wipes his eyes. “She loves the taste of our fears. Whatever makes us uncomfortable she’s going to try and amplify.”

“Think of all the times you’ve had something significant or traumatic happen to you in the past 10 years.” Namjoon gives them all a look. “Anything you’ve obsessed over at the beginning of our career, or throughout our career…it was all her. This spell is going to weaken her significantly. Once she realizes what’s going on she’s going to do whatever it takes to get us to take pity on her.”

“Is it going to hurt her?” Taehyung worries his bottom lip with his teeth. 

“Of course it is.” Namjoon grins. “Which is also why we all have to be able to stay strong. She’s going to play on your weakness…she can take on any form and will probably try to play to your emotions when she’s in pain. Don’t give in to it.”

“I can do anything if it will help save Jungkookie.” Jimin says firmly. “What’s the plan?”

“We’re going to learn this spell. We’ll meet at midnight in that abandoned building nearby. The first half of the spell is going to consist of summoning the demon to us. She’ll be sealed inside a circle of salt so she can’t run while we start the second half. Once we complete the second half of the spell, the demon won’t know something is up right away because it’ll work pretty slowly.” Namjoon flips through the pages gently. 

“We’ll weaken the demon one by one by having her think she’ll get to feed off of us. In fact, if you can handle it, let her feed off of you. Overwhelm her with whatever you can, it’ll weaken her even more.”

“Let’s make her puke then.” Hoseok snickers. 

“If we can, I'd like to start as soon as possible. The second part of the spell will make her bound to us and she will be under our control. She has no choice but to follow any command we give her but the effects will wear off over time. The more practice you have with your power, the longer you’ll be able to command her so I suggest you keep this up daily.” Namjoon puts his finger down on the part of the spell they need.  

“The initial spell will weaken her so she’ll be on the hunt. If she goes to Jimin first that would be ideal. From Jimin I hope she’ll go to Hobi-hyung, Taehyung, then Yoongi-hyung, then Jin-hyung. From there she can either visit me or Jungkook but either way by that point she’s nearly done.”

“It can’t be this easy,” Yoongi says, picking at his cuticles. “There’s a catch to this isn’t there? Jungkook had to trade his soul, so what are we trading by doing this spell?”

Namjoon licks his lips and winces. “Stick with me here…we’ll have to fuck her.”

“Come again?” Jin says, then erupts in laughter. “You’re joking right?”

Namjoon sighs and pushes his glasses back up the bridge of his nose. “It’s right here in the book.” He lifts it to Jin whose eyes scan the page before he passes it to Yoongi. “All we need to do is cum in her or on her for the final part of the spell. Once we’ve all done it, the spell completes and she’ll be under our complete control without the ability to gain her powers back. In fact, she won’t even be the same kind of demon anymore.”

“So you’re telling me, the only way to get this demon off of our backs until the man you’ve hired can find the book we need to release her from taking Jungkook’s soul is if we all just run a train on her?” Jimin blinks.  

Namjoon blushes despite himself and gives a half-hearted shrug. “It’s the only way. The old man said this would give us enough control over her by changing her into something more harmless. And she’d be ours to do with as we please…”

He looks around as they pass the book to one another with looks varying from contemplation to disbelief. They probably thought he and Jungkook were crazy. If they really wanted to end the torture and save Jungkook then they were going to have to complete all three portions of the spell. He hoped they’d be all in right away just to stop their own forms of pain.  So he waited quietly with his hands folded in his lap while the others took their time to think.

“I’m going to fuck this demon so well she’ll regret ever making a deal with you Jungkookie.” Taehyung says suddenly with a big smile and a hearty pat on Jungkook’s back.

This makes the group erupt in uncontrollable laughter, some holding their stomachs and others clapping along. 

“Oh no Taehyung you can’t say that in a church!” Jimin gasps suddenly, wiping tears from his eyes between chuckles.

“Oh my bad. Very sorry.” Taehyung cringes.

“I want to be point man on this.” Jin says quickly. “You can count on me to have this power down and ready to go by the time she gets to me.” 

“I want updates on what happens as soon as you can get them to me. Any information you can get out of her regarding her power limits, what she can and can’t do, anything. The book also states there’s a chance one of us is her favorite, also known as getting a demon’s favor. Someone who has been getting special treatment from the demon this entire time will be considered the favorite. If you can find out if any of us have her favor we can use that against her too.”

“Wouldn’t that technically be me since I made the deal with her?” Jungkook nibbles at his lip piercing.

“Not necessarily. The book says the person who has a demon’s favor can either be treated well by human standards or well by demon standards…so it could go either way.”

Namjoon nods and reaches into his bag to pull out copies of the first part of the spell they’ll need. Each member takes a copy and they spend the rest of the afternoon rehearsing the words and practicing the motions with as much determination as they used for their performances. Namjoon is confident they’ll be able to get the spell down and eradicate the menace from their lives.

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“You’re not being very nice spacing off while I’m attempting to give you a blowjob.” You mutter, wrapping your lips around the head of his cock anyway. You’re starving. He commanded you to bring the two of you to his apartment, sat down, and started spacing off like a weirdo.  His distracted thoughts opened up an opportunity for you to feed yourself so you took it quickly. “Shame on you...”

Namjoon comes back to the present, blinking away his glassy stare to find you on your knees between his legs, pants down to his waist and his cock down your throat. Once his brain catches up he involuntarily thrusts, groaning at the feeling of touching the back of your throat with the sensitive head, and despite himself he enjoys the feeling.  You sigh at the feeling of him. The Kim Line has probably bruised quite a few human cervixes. You get an intrusive thought regarding wanting your own cervix to take a beating from one Kim Namjoon but push it away quickly. He is the enemy. You control what’s happening, not him.

“You’re such a good cocksucker, demon.” He purrs, eyes rolling shut when you flatten your tongue and run it up his length, gripping him at the base then flicking his tip with your tongue. He shudders and your stomach clenches at the taste of his arousal filling tinged with his hatred filling your mouth. 

“You’re good with your words despite what’s happening, aren’t you?” You shoot back. “Such a good leader. Always putting others before yourself.”

He sighs through his nose and narrows his eyes, ignoring your comments. “Horns out.” 

You comply, allowing your sharp-ended horns to erupt from your skin so they are visible to the human eye as you swallow him down again.  He reaches forward and grips your horns where they curl, large hands covering the width of them entirely. His touch is cooler than your normal body temperature. It’s enough to make you shiver just a little. The evil glint in his eye tells you all you need to know right before he slams your head down, planting his feet and thrusting upward simultaneously. His pace is slow at first as if testing the waters of this new sensation and soon enough picks up. You stare back at him impassively and allow him his bit of fun. 

If he can get complacent you may be able to free yourself and escape. Namjoon didn’t take the opportunity to show off whether or not he had skills with the spell like Jin, so maybe that meant you weren’t facing a huge hurdle.

“I can’t hear you, demon.” He growls, looking at you with his handsome face twisted in disgust.  You relax the back of your throat and jaw just a little more so the sound of his cock hitting your throat between your breaths rings out in his empty apartment, making him roll his eyes back.  His couch squeaks with the force of his thrusts joining the sound of skin on skin, Namjoon’s moans and curses fill the silent breaks between his thrusts. 

You’re relishing in this, Namjoon using you for his own pleasure despite the very obvious hate he has for you. Your veins are practically singing with the amount of sustenance you’re getting, though a warning bell goes off in your head you’ll need to either stop him or make him finish before you devour too much. He slaps your hands away when you put them on his thighs in an effort to take control.

“Hands behind your fucking back,” he snaps. “Did you really think, I’d sit back and do nothing while you had your fun with my friends?”

You hum in response, not really caring in particular. You’ve had your fun with him as well back in the day by letting the pressures of leadership stress him out to the point of depression. Surely one of the other older members would have been a better fit to be leader, except the humorous aspect of a younger member telling off an older one wouldn’t have happened. Namjoon worked his ass off trying to make sure the group could succeed and you made sure he suffered the entire way.

“You’re absolutely rotten. If I could find a way to destroy you this instant I’d do it as soon as I finished fucking this goddamn throat.”

Careful darling, you’re starting to sound like you might care for me just a smidge.  Your voice rings through his head. Who knew you were so good at flirting with demons?

Without warning he cums with trembling thighs and hands, groaning loudly.  You swallow repeatedly, gleefully taking his seed down your abused throat. A type of euphoria overcomes you suddenly and you want more, lifting yourself up off your thighs to grip the base of him and pump his slowly softening cock for what it's worth just to get more on your tongue. He shudders in overstimulation and drops his hands from your horns, collapsing backward onto his couch again with a deep and heavy sigh.  It’s disappointing to see there just isn’t anything left for you to get from him, your lower belly clenches in need for more. You’re licking remnants of him off of your fingers when you suddenly come down from your high and clear your throat to help bring yourself back to reality.

After a few moments of collecting himself he tucks himself back into his pants. Your hopes for an immediate second round get dashed but you don’t have time to question that absurd thought.

“Let’s make a deal, demon.” Namjoon grins but it doesn’t reach his eyes. They’re completely empty, lacking any of the warmth or happiness he shows his fans or members. Not that your feelings are hurt that he isn't showing you any emotion, it’s the fact that there’s no doubt he’s calculating something behind those dead pupils.

“Deals I can do. What could you want that your money, success, or power can’t get you right now? A job in the government? Immortality?” You perk up at the idea of being able to make a new deal and have Namjoon’s soul as well. Higher-ranked demons would definitely be impressed with your prowess if you’re able to pull this off successfully. You’d let Jungkook live out the rest of his days as agreed since he hasn’t fucked with you (yet), but Namjoon you’d scour the ends of the underworld to find a loophole to end him before his time that didn’t make you at fault. Fuck this guy.

“Hmm…What if I want you for my deal?” He gives you that smile again and you notice it’s become more sinister. You frown at the implication of what he could mean. What would he do to you on a regular basis if you were to accept such a deal? If it involved shoving that gorgeous cock of his inside you any way he pleased on a daily basis you might just agree. Wait..what the fuck? 

You narrow your eyes at him suspiciously. “You want me how, exactly?”

“Say I want you to be mine to command and do with as I please.” he grins wolfishly and you grow tense. He’d torture you. You can see it on his face. He wants your blood on his floor on a daily basis and you’d be powerless to stop him if you agreed to this bullshit. 

“Not interested.” You flick your wrist once you feel the tension leave your entire arm and cross both of them over your chest. “Find another demon. I don’t do contracts.”

“There’s a difference? But I want you.” He chuckles. “No other demon will do.” Of course no other demon will do. No other demon has been torturing him and his friends all this time. Why would he want another demon to get his revenge on when you’ve been around the entire time? Then it hits you there isn’t anything stopping him from doing the very same thing right now. The spell should have worn off by now, time to make your exit!

“You’re shit out of luck,” You close your eyes to try to leave and find yourself unable to, the little bit of power you’re attempting to use doing absolutely nothing. Fucking Yoongi. Fucking Jin. Fucking Namjoon.  “I am not that kind of demon.”  Though you could be for the right human…maybe. You shove another set of intrusive thoughts aside so you can think about your situation clearly. Why were you getting so distracted all of a sudden? 

“I bet it doesn’t sound like too bad of an idea deep, deep, down inside that blackened hole where your heart used to be. If you give it some more thought.”

“Summon your own demon. Make a contract with them and do as you please. Release me, human, I have shit to do.” You lie. And I’m starting to worry the longer I stay here the more I’m going to want to do something incredibly stupid.  

“You’re very much needed here so I can’t let you go yet.” His voice is thick with amusement. You swallow in an attempt to distract yourself, closing your hands into fists to keep from reaching for him.

“So you’re just going to keep me here and feel me up?” You mutter. Well if feeling you up gets him aroused you could feed a little more. Just a little more this time. You’ve definitely learned your lesson about being a glutton with your feedings again. And you already know it’ll feel good. Namjoon really knows how to fuck.  “This is bullshit, though I will admit you didn’t turn out to be the ‘Final Boss’ I thought you’d be.”

“The demon who has made our lives a living hell over the past 10 years thinks something isn’t fair?” Namjoon laughs. “Come on now, you don’t seriously think we’ve just been going along with this at your will do you?”

“Get fucked.” You snap. “Tell me what you want so I can get out of here.”

“You don’t get to make demands. You will stay until I’m done with you.”

You scoff and cross your arms. I’ll just wait for the order to wear off and get out of here. You glare around his apartment because there’s nothing else you can do right now. There’s stacks of books you can knock over, or maybe go fuck with the controls of the million air purifiers he has in this place. Namjoon is going to be too smart to fall for your normal tricks. Since he’s behind all of this shit in the first place you doubt you’re going to be able to feed from him at all by trickery. As much as you’d rather rip his clothes off and ride him into the sunset all of a sudden, your best bet is going to be to wait out the order and immediately go to feed off Jungkook…or hide. 

“No you’re definitely up to something.” You narrow your eyes. You can feel your body starting to warm up but ignore it in favor of your interrogation. “I just haven’t figured out what it is beyond this stupid collar.” You gesture toward your neck.

“That’s good for us because you’re going to need us for a long time going forward.” 

“Me?! Need all of you? Please.” You cackle. “I don’t know what kind of stupid ideas you’ve gotten in your head but-

You pause when your body involuntarily lurches forward, nearly smacking your head on the floor. Gasping at the sudden pain bursting through your limbs it feels like you’re being set on fire, you have to steady yourself with shaking hands on his coffee table. You can feel the symbols are back before they even show up, this time feeling as if they’re being carved into your skin instead of being burned.  Biting your lip against the pain you glare at Namjoon who is looking at you with such hatred it surprises you. 

“How’s it feel?”

“Fuck you.”

“You don’t look like you’re in any position to get properly fucked but if that’s what you want I’ll happily split you in two if you’d like.”

“Of course you would, you lonely-ass prick. Write some more lyrics about how you need to be saved or some shit and fuck off.” 

“Do you think I haven’t had this all planned out from the beginning? Where you’ve been going, who you’ve been talking to?” Namjoon crosses his legs. “Do you think I don’t know what you’ve been up to before you got here? That Taehyung has your favor and what that means?” 

“Shut. UP.” You spit, breathing heavily. Blood pours down your arms and legs where the symbols have carved open wounds into your skin. The burning sensation goes deeper than before and you’re choking on every breath you take. Your tail extends itself and whips to the side, throwing Namjoon’s coffee table into the nearest wall. “Stop this! I know you’re behind this!!!”

Namjoon shrugs helplessly. “Sorry, no can do. This is beyond me at this point. You’ve done this to yourself.” 

You cough up blood into your hand and it surprises you. Are you dying? “Joonie, stop it…” You beg. “It hurts so much…”

“Oh? Now I’m Joonie?” He laughs. You bite your lower lip bitterly as your attempt at appeasing his soft side fails. Your intrusive thoughts of wanting to fuck Namjoon have disappeared, now replaced with panicked thoughts of your damned life coming to an end before you could even collect Jungkook’s soul. Perhaps it was a mistake making a deal with him in the first place.

“What do you want? Make this stop and I’ll just give you what you want!” 

“Break your deal with Jungkook.” 

“How many times do I have to tell you fucks I can’t!” You wail. You try to stand but the pain is too great and you collapse back onto the floor breathing heavily.

“You’re going to have to do better than that.” He tuts. “I don’t believe you at all.”

“You don’t understand what happens when you break a deal Namjoon. It’s against the rules.” You’re clenching your teeth now.

“Oh? I thought you couldn’t break the deal? Now you’re afraid of what happens if you do?” Namjoon cocks a brow. “What am I supposed to believe, demon? Your very nature tells me you can’t tell the truth and only look out for your own well-being.”

“Fuck you Kim Namjoon. Fuck all seven of you.” 

“Hmm you’re one member short at this point you might as well go take care of Jungkookie too. I’m sure he’d love the feeling of your mouth on his cock.” 

You open your mouth to retort and then immediately close it. “You’ve done something…haven’t you? That spell…you’ve bound me to Earth, you’re taking my powers…what else does it do? This is why you’re so fucking confident all of a sudden!  What have you done to me?!” 

“Nothing more than what you deserve.” 

You laugh maniacally, struggling to get to your feet. Startled at your sudden movement, Namjoon has the wherewithall to look concerned and braces himself for your next move. 

“You’re right…I should go give my dear, sweet, innocent Jungkookie a visit.” You pant, allowing the last remnants of your blood to drip to the floor as your skin heals. “Brilliant idea Joonie. I’m going to do just that.”

“What do you mea-

You rise to your full height, tail whipping in irritation before disappearing with a loud crackle of thunder. The only thing left behind is a small puff fo black smoke. Namjoon is up and on his feet a second later scrambling to remember where he left his phone. Tripping over his own feet he dives for his jacket, finding the slim case in the pocket. 

“Come on…pick up…pick up, pick up, pick up, she’s coming!” Namjoon cries. This wasn’t a part of the plan. She wasn’t supposed to figure out what was happening. “Fuck!” 

You appear in Jungkook’s apartment with a soft crackle, your eyes immediately adjusting to the darkness, following the source of splashes of color against the walls. Jungkook has fallen asleep on his couch with his phone by his head. Despite feeling weak from the travel you use your power to clean yourself up and tuck your horns and tail away. His vibrating phone calls your attention when he appears to be waking up from the disturbance. 

You snatch it from the coffee table and answer using Jungkook’s sleepy voice.

“Hello?”

“Jungkook! Where are you?!”

“I’m…I’m at home, what's wrong?”

“She’s coming and she suspects something's up.”

“She’s not here yet. I was just asleep on my couch.” 

There’s a long pause and you use just a bit of your power to make him forget what he initially called for. If he commanded you to reveal your true voice you’d be done for. 

“Is that all Hyung? I’m just napping and I have to go pick up Bam later.” 

“Y-yeah…that’s it. Talk to you later Jungkookie.”

“Bye Hyung.”

Once he’s hung up you crush Jungkook’s cellphone in your hand, letting the pieces fall to the floor before crawling over his lap and taking a seat over his slim waist. 

Jungkook frowns when he is pulled from his sleep by the weight of you sliding over his lap and his big doe eyes flutter open. His eyes widen in surprise and he jerks when he realizes the situation.

“Good morning Jungkookie.” You smile sweetly.

Prologue Jimin J-Hope Taehyung Yoongi Jin

[ze-eternalmarsh]

Name: Min Yoongi, or the demon in progress

Ship: ot7, Yoongi/everyone - BTS

Rating: Explicit

Category: M/M

Wordcount: 36,026k

Type: Long fic [discontinued!!]

Tags: demon au, seven deadly sins, retail worker yoongi, eventual relationship, crack, fluff, smut, angst, strangers to friends to lovers, polyamory, hurt/comfort, feelings, depressed!min yoongi

Summary:

Retail worker Yoongi has seen so much shit in his job that he doesn't give a fuck when demons start showing up and try to scare him. However, it becomes a problem for him when 6 demons representing 6 of the deadly sins, invite themselves in his house to ask him to become the last missing sin.

Or the story of how sometimes demons can help you with your depression while simultaneously trying to corrupt your soul.

[Based on these two iconic ideas that I used for my university creative writing class as a play LOL! This fic is old, but I'm posting all my works ig! This one is for registered users only.]

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Rise From Below Pt. 2

Pairing(s): Angel! Seokjin x Human! Reader

Warnings: Mentions of human trafficking and auctioning.

Summary: In a world of angels and demons, humans are a rare commodity, and any who survived The Great War are in hiding. Now, years after the war started, your little brother has gone missing. The elders forbid you from searching for him, claiming it is too dangerous, too volatile. You leave anyway, only to run face first into a handsome renegade angel, with a sword in hand and death in his eyes. He sees your desperation, your humanity, and promises you one thing: He will help you on your journey or die trying. With your brother missing and humans being sold to the highest supernatural bidder, you don't have time to be wary. It's you and one broken angel against a whole world.

Genre: fantasy, Adventure, S2l, Angst, Action.

Word count: 4,998

Note: This was originally planned to be a two parter, but I decided to split part two because it was WAAYYY too long. I hope you enjoy!

Part 1 Part 3

Awoken from your slumber, the jarring sound of the door slamming open was long gone. Your surroundings look different from before. The once moonlit place became engulfed in darkness. Your eyes could not penetrate through the darkness, but you could still feel the mattress and cloak on your back. You were sure you didn’t move, and went straight to sleep, but something was off. The feeling of paranoia crept back into your blood, making your sleepiness slip away by the second. 

You sat up from the bed trying to figure out where the door was so you could leave, but you did not remember the layout of the room.

“Who are you?”

The voice shocked you out of your head. It was raspy and rumbled through the air as it spoke. Your breathing quickened as confusion and fear shocked your brain.

“What are you doing here, human?”

You said nothing again, not out of defiance, but your voice could not come out. Your throat felt tight. No words would come out, no matter how much you forced it. Your body was in survival mode, and no amount of logic could release you from this state.

“Fine human. It matters not if you speak. I will just take you”

As the darkness rushed towards you, your body allowed you to let out a shriek before rolling to the floor, dodging the darkness. As the being scattered, a bit of moonlight creeped in through the hole in the ceiling, and you could see the being. It had no form. It looked like a gathering of black smoke, but alive. You had no time to analyze the being as it rushed towards you again. In a rush, you took off to avoid the being, but you tripped over your bag, causing the contents to spill out, and your flashlight to flash on. In the direction the flashlight pointed, the darkness dispersed quickly, followed by a pained yelp. You then realize how you could buy yourself some time to escape.

You quickly grab the flashlight and point it at every angle the smoky creature tried to attack from, but you knew this wouldn’t be sustainable. You needed to leave this place. When you point the flashlight in a certain direction, you see the door and you decide to make a break for it. Pointing it ahead, you run towards the door, and that’s when the creature surrounds your body.

All you could see was darkness, but you held your flashlight, hoping to pull it towards you, but the creature had strength despite its formless form. It kept your hand forward, and your body still. With every moment your body was weakening, it was taking your life force. Your fingers weakened first, causing you to drop your flashlight.

You couldn’t let it win. You needed to keep going. You forced yourself forward in the direction of the door, rejecting the presence of the being. Each step weakened you, but you kept walking, determined to escape. Your eyes felt heavy, and your need for sleep returned with full force. You didn’t let yourself drop, and you kept pushing yourself forward with all the strength you had left. 

For a split second, you felt something on your foot before it shattered. The smoky creature zipped away, shrieking in agony. You looked below; you noticed that the jar you had taken earlier had shattered, causing the red glowing liquid inside to spill everywhere. 

You look behind you at the creature. It formed itself into a ball, making itself as small and as far away from you as possible. You took this chance and ran out the door. You ran down the stairs, falling through the bottom ones as they gave out below you, but you dusted yourself off, and sprinted out the front door.

You were out in the cool air of the night, but you couldn’t stay in one place. You needed to keep going, so you ran again, but the creature caught up to you. It surrounded you again, but instead of being around your body, it surrounded the air around you as if it couldn’t touch you.

“I will keep you! You are mine,” it bellowed.

“Please! Please let me go!!” you shrieked.

The creature stayed silent, and you could not move. It encased you in darkness; you didn’t know down from up, and left from right. It was hopeless. You shouldn’t have come to the surface. You shouldn’t have left your parents, and you shouldn’t let your brother go.

Suddenly a flash of bright light slashed through the being, and the smoky darkness dispersed around you. In front of you was a tall man with dark hair. His limbs covered in scars, body clad with armor, and a giant sword in his hand. His pale skin contrasted with the blood covering himself. He looked at you, and there was death in his eyes.

The shadowy figure came back, attacking the man from behind, pushing him forward and onto his front. The man grabbed his sword, and slashed at the creature again and again, its shadow getting smaller with each stab or swipe the man could land on it. Eventually, the creature never reformed and disbursed into nothing.

The man looked back at you with a blank look.

“Who are you?” You said.

“Go to sleep, human. You are tired”

You didn’t know why, but as soon as those words reached your ears, your eyes could no longer stay open, and you fell on the grass into a deep slumber.

You are floating in space. Your body was weightless as you stretched out your body in the air. You start to realize that none of this is real. You aren’t floating, and you’re not in space. Soon enough, your surroundings begin to transform as you awaken from your slumber.

Your eyes blink open, and the grogginess of sleep weighs on them as you try to keep them open. You look around your surroundings, and you see you were not in that abandoned house you rested in. this house looked cared for and lived in. It was much smaller than the other house. The bed took up most of the space, and the tan wooden shelves accented the pure white wall. Otherworldly trinkets and souvenirs occupied those shelves, making your eyebrows furrow. Where were you?

“Ah, you’re awake”

The cheerful voice startled you. Turning its way, you recognized the face. You remembered last night. You remembered waking up and fighting the smoky creature; you remembered the man who saved you, sword in hand, looking like a warrior, but here he is standing with a smile on his face, all traces of blood gone from his surface. He looks at you, a joyful smile on his face as he greets you a good morning, but hidden deep in his iris you could see a darkness within him. You didn’t trust him, no matter how grateful you were for his heroism. You felt something off about this man.

“Who are you?” You asked with a shaky voice.

“I am an angel,” he smiled. “My name is Kim Seokjin”

You felt an ice cold shudder run down your body as you registered what he just said. An angel, a real life angel, right in front of you. You sit up on the bed, wanting to get as far away from the supernatural as possible.

“Do not fear human, I will not harm you,” he bowed his head at you. “I have been keeping my eyes on you since you left the sacred area, and I have to say you staying alive is a great surprise.”

“Y-You’ve been following me?” you stutter.

“Yes, I am a guardian angel. My former job was to guard humans, but now it’s guarding the sacred area and catch any gatherer I can”

“To sell them?”

“Yes, indeed”

“Why didn’t you catch me?”

“You came at a time where the gatherers stayed below, and the area was empty. You did not don the uniform of a gatherer either, so I was curious about you, and I decided to follow you instead”

“How come I never saw you?”

“I am an angel dear, I have powers. That’s how we supernaturals took over your earth,” he hummed. “Now, I’d like to ask you a question. What is your purpose on the surface?”

“I do not have to answer to you”

“You don’t, but it would be easier to help you if I knew what my goal was”

“Help? You want to help me!?!”

“I see a lone human come from below with no uniform or weapons. I am inclined to help”

“Is that why you saved me from that… ‘thing’ last night?”

“The demon? Yes.”

“Demon!?”

“Don’t worry, it was a low tier demon,” he chuckled. “I’m surprised at you, human. I expected you to know what we supernaturals look like”

“Only gatherers get taught things like that. Us common folk only learn tasks to run the underground smoothly”

“And I ask again. What is your purpose?”

“I am looking for my brother. He is a gatherer that came to the surface a while ago. He never came back, so I’m here,” you explained, struggling to control the fear in your voice.

“You are the first of your kind, human,” he squints. “I take it you were born underground? No one who experienced the great war would ever dare to set foot back up here without needing to”

You gulped, nodding at his assumption.

“Very well then, I will help you”

That did not make you any less wary of him. In fact, it made you suspicious.

“On one condition,” he says.

And there it was. You knew he wanted something from you as soon as he told you he wanted to help.

“What is the condition?” You ask.

“I will not reveal it. All you need to do is accept it”

“Then you may not help me”

“Then you shall die”

Your breath caught in your chest as you stared into his cold eyes. He still plastered that smile across his face, but his eyes didn’t match. You could not trust this being, but what if he could help you find your brother?

“What do you mean, I shall die?”

“Without me, you are vulnerable. A weak little human cannot survive alone on the surface. If you leave my side, you will die, and your brother will never come back,” he stated. “Why do you think you faced no supernatural beings when you came here? That low-level demon isn’t the only being I’ve killed for you”

You thought back to the start of that day. You were very wary of the bare streets. You didn’t even think that someone was fighting them off, and that feeling of being watched. You’ve confirmed it now. It wasn’t in your head. You looked at the angel in front of you. You were appreciative of his help, but he was not trustworthy. A feeling of dread weighed in your chest as you stared at his wintry smile, not a hint of genuine emotion on his face. He was hiding something, and you knew it, but he was telling the truth. You would not survive without him. You needed him on this journey to find your brother, so you got up from the bed. You made your way to the angel and held your arm out in a handshake.

“I accept your help,” you mumbled, anxiety rippling through your body.

“Good,” he says. “And I promise you I will find your brother or I’ll die trying”

He clasped your hand in a firm handshake, and that’s when a true smile spread on his lips. There was no hint of coldness in his eyes. Nothing but true happiness.

“Here you go” 

Seokjin placed something in your hand, a jar similar to the one you found last night, with the same fluorescent liquid inside. You furrowed your brows and looked up at Seokjin, a puzzled look plastered to your face.

“Where did you get this? This is the liquid I found last night that repelled the demon,” you explain.

“It’s angel blood”

“What?”

“I don’t know whose blood you found last night, but this is mine,” He states. “You can use it to repel demons, but be careful, and use it sparingly”

“Can’t you just give me more?”

“No, I will not bleed myself for your irresponsibility.” He rolled his eyes. “You should not be in a situation where you deal with a demon alone, but in case you are, use it sparingly. One drop is all it takes”

You nod, placing the jar safely in your new bag. Since you left your other one back in that rotting house, Seokjin gave you a new one to use. It was much smaller, but a prettier color, and cleaner than your last one. You and the angel packed everything needed for your journey. He was quite sarcastic, and didn’t mind cracking a few jokes as you talked about what you’d be facing out there, but there was always a darker aura surrounding him, no matter how friendly he was being. It was obvious he was trying his best to make you comfortable, but you couldn’t quite understand him. He threatened you into accepting his help, then is trying to be your friend. It made you apprehensive.

“What about angels? Do we use demon blood for them?” You ask.

“No, never fight an angel. You will die. You shouldn’t leave my side, especially if you encounter an angel”

“So no demon blood?”

“Demon blood does nothing to us. You will only stain our clothes. Demons are not on our level”

“So, there’s nothing I can do about them?”

“Absolutely. You cannot repel us like demons. You will need me to defeat one”

You nodded your head, contemplating the power imbalance between demons and angels. If demons are so weak, why don’t they eradicate them, and have the earth to themselves? Aren’t they the enemy of the divine? Why do they choose to live in peace? The books you’ve read have all shown the same things. Angels are warriors for good, and demons are warriors of evil. They should be enemies, but it doesn’t seem that way from the stories your parents told you of the war. They worked together to bring humanity to its knees and steal the earth for themselves. It wouldn't surprise you if those books were incorrect. As you saw, they were wrong about angels serving goodness.

As you packed, you realized you forgot something. You needed clothes. You still had on your dress you came to earth in and you would probably need to change soon. You turn around seeing Seokjin pack his own things, and you decide to ask him for clothes.

“May I obtain some clothing?” you ask in the most respectful manner you could muster.

“You do not have to ask,” he grunted.

Though he pointed you towards a drawer filled with clothing, Seokjin gathered a bunch of clothes in a pile for you, and pushed it into your hands.

“Pick what you like and take it”

“Thank you” You mutter.

You picked anything that looked thin enough. You remembered how torturous it was to walk in your bulky dress in the hot, bright sun, so you chose something breathable. You could tell these were his clothes as they were much bigger than you, and probably wouldn’t fit well, but you chose what you thought was good enough and closed your backpack. A few minutes after you, he was done as well, and closed his backpack to sit on his wide bed.

“We need to come up with a plan. We cannot go out there without a course of action”

“We need the route of a gatherer to find him. That way we can follow it, and find where he could’ve been captured,” Seokjin proposed.

“You think he’s captured?”

“Well, why else would he not go back? Unless he’s dead”

A spike of pain stabbed your chest as soon as he said that. Your face dropped, and you frowned at him. Seeing the look on your face, his face dropped as well, mirroring you. You’re not sure if he feels bad or is just copying you, but his sudden mood change was strange.

“Nevermind that, I told you of how I watched the humans, well when they came above, they would always go north to where the vegetation is,” He explained.

“Great… where’s north?” You asked, not hiding the sarcasm behind it.

“I will have to direct it from the air, but I will find it”

“So, are we going now?”

“You must eat first, human. You cannot survive off of nothing. You are not supernatural”

“Do you even have food?”

“Yes, I may not require it, but it is pleasurable”

Going out of his room, you followed him, and you saw the rest of the house. It was quite small and had only one story. He had a wooden sofa and table with a small lamp on it. He also had shelves filled with aged books and little trinkets decorating his house. The living room and kitchen had no separation. You just walked in and saw him placing an array of fruits and veggies on a tray.

“I’m gonna eat all that?” you asked, in awe of the amount of food placed on the tray.

“You will eat as much as you can”

He placed the tray at a small dining table with only one seat and invited you to sit down. As the angel looked on, you ate the large amount of food.

He took you flying. After you secured your bags, he showed you his wings, and you took off into the air. The wind on your face is a feeling that you never thought you’d feel. You smiled with your legs tightly wrapped around his waist, and your arms straight out. You felt free, like you were caged for your whole life. While Seokjin flew, he stared at the ground, mapping out places where he saw humans before. Taking notes in his head while doing so. When he found a route, he lowered the both of you to the ground.

“Where are we going?” You ask.

“There’s a club here”

“A club? Like a party?”

“Yes”

“I don’t think we have time for this,” you countered. “We are looking for my brother, remember?”

“This club has an auction house in the back.” He stopped walking and turned to face you. “Your brother might’ve been captured and taken here. It’s on the northern path”

Your breath catches in your throat. Could your brother really be in this place? You looked around as the both of you kept walking, his pace faster than yours, as your anxiety kept you vigilant. You didn’t see any non-abandoned looking buildings. You passed nothing but trees and dilapidated properties that looked like it would collapse at any second. You wondered which place the auction would be held in, since none of the homes so far looked stable to hold a crowd. Soon enough, you saw a faint light show up in your vision. As you kept walking behind Seokjin, a tall light filled building came into view.

“Wow” You gawked.

The closer you got, the taller and wider you realize this place is. You almost forgot it was an auction place for supernaturals. You walked closer, and you could hear loud music. It sounded electronic and fast-paced. There were multi-colored strobe lights that shined through the windows. The loud music and colors assaulted you as you stepped closer. You weren’t used to any of this. Everything was overwhelming, you couldn’t stand it.

Pressing the heels of your hands to your ears, you curled up into a ball in an attempt to comfort yourself. When Seokjin didn’t hear your steps, he turned to see you in a curled position. He walked back, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder.

“It hurts, right? I probably shouldn’t have taken you here first. Let me help”

Seokjin’s arms surround your body as he lifts you from your ball onto your feet. Revealing his wings, he sighs in preparation before he tore off some feathers. Groaning in pain, he rolled them into balls, then handed them to you. You grab them, quickly shoving them into your ears as they muffle the loud music coming from the club.

“Better?” He asked.

You nodded, but the strobe lights were too much for you. He understood your issue and gave you muffled instructions.

“Close your eyes, I will guide you through the area”

You furrowed your brows, not wanting to place so much dependence on him, but you didn’t have much of a choice. Your eyes closed, and his hand grabbed your arm.

He leads you through the crowd, the darkness behind your eyelids being replaced with muted light. You felt yourself turn right, then left, then right repeatedly, the directions disorienting you. Despite your temporary sightlessness, you could feel the room’s eyes on you. You could feel the heat gathering in your cheeks as the stares started penetrating into your mind. Imagining the entire club staring at you caused your current anxiety, but with supernaturals, it’s somehow magnified. Soon the lights went stable, and the loud music reduced to faint background noise. That’s how you knew you were in a new area. Seokjin removed the feathers from your ears, and you opened your eyes. 

Your eyes adjusted to the darkness of the place you stood. The music sounded like a couple of far away beats as the double doors behind you closed. You and Seokjin were in a dark hallway that led to a well lit area with a crowd of seats. You’re guessing that’s the auction area. You were actually here. Your stomach churned, a microdose of nausea creeping on you as you walked closer to the auction hall. They really sold people here like products. It disgusted you to think about it.

The room was halfway full of peculiar looking creatures. Some were humanoid while others were formless or animal-esque. Seokjin looked around the area as if he was trying to find a certain person. Like he’d been here before. You knew he captured and sold humans, but seeing this being commonplace to him amplified the queasy feeling in your belly. 

He holds your arm, dragging you forward, your confusion only slowing him down a little as he walks to the table full of wine and hors d’oeuvres. He stands you in front of two supernaturals who smile and greet him like a friend they haven’t seen in a while. One was an obvious demon, but his face was sweet and kind, as if he were human. He was tall, and his eyes glowed red, and his face was round, which gave him a youthful appearance. His body emitted a dark mist similar to that of the demon Seokjin killed for you. You were unsure what supernatural the other one was, but he stood tall, maybe a little shorter than the other guy, but he was tall. His eyes were brown, but bright, as if he had some type of light in them similar to the jar or angel blood. His lips were full and dimples indented in his cheeks, one deeper than the other. Though it was hard to tell, you concluded he was an angel. As they looked at him, their friendly smiles widened. Then their eyes searched lower to find your shorter form beside him, and their friendly smiles turned perverse.

“Seokjin!” the demon greeted, patting the angel from the back.

“How are you, Won-geun?” Seokjin inquired.

“I’m doing well,” He laughed. “Are you selling us another human?”

“Nope, this one is not for sale”

“Bummer,” the other one added. “She would’ve been a top-seller”

You gulped as his eyes never tore away from yours. Your throat tightened as he perceived you, dread sinking into your chest. You bring your eyes to the floor, no longer able to stand his stare any longer.

“Is she yours?” The other one asked.

“Yes, she is”

He leaned down to your level, bringing his hand out to shake yours. “My name is Namjoon. What’s yours?”

You speak your name with a stutter, and the man nodded his head, calling your name beautiful. 

“Would you like to meet my pet?” he asks you. “Maybe you two would get along”

‘A pet?’ You thought. ‘Surely, he’s not talking about a person that way’

“Um..”

“Sure, she’d love to meet her,” Seokjin said, not letting you answer.

“I’ll go get her”

The tall man left, leaving you with the demon who couldn’t seem to keep his eyes off of you.

“Can I have her for a while? I promise to give her back, Jin,” He said, reaching over to caress your cheek.

“Sorry Won, but no”

Won-geun rolled his eyes, annoyed by Seokjin’s answer. Relief settled in your gut as he left the both of you, but at that same moment, a loud voice spoke over the auction hall, signifying the start of the auction.

Seokjin led you to a seat near the front of the stage, where people seemed to be setting up the speakers for the auction. There was a spotlight on the stage shining on an animal-like demon. He was similar to a wolf with his pointed ears, sharp teeth, and backwards knees, but his body was anthropomorphic, like a man. His body also emitted that smoky black aura like the other demons, and he wore glasses with no glass, just frames. You assumed he did it to look smart, but you didn’t understand the practicality.

“Found you”

The voice wasn’t Seokjin’s, but you recognized it. You turned to the source to see Namjoon with a woman in the skimpiest outfit by the side of him. He smiled at you, leading the woman to sit beside you. The woman was blonde and had the kindest face you’ve seen in a while. Her teeth stuck out more than her round, expressive eyes, but the collar on her neck spoke to her status. It made you sick. Collars are for dogs, not people. She smiled, introducing herself to you with a handshake.

“I’m Nayeon” She held up the tag of her collar, showing it off to you. “It says so on my tag, isn’t it pretty?”

“Y-yes it is”

“Where’s your collar?”

“Um.. i-it’s-”

“She’s new, Nana. Seokjin probably hasn’t gotten her one yet,” Namjoon said, answering for you.

“Oh well, I hope you get a pretty one like mine”

She gripped onto her collar like it was precious. Lord knows how long she’d been on the surface to value something so abhorrent. Your eyes burned with tears threatening to spill. You turned away and forced yourself to calm down. Why did Seokjin even want you to meet her? It did nothing but upset you. Maybe it was motivation for your brother. It was unnecessary, but it did work. You needed to find your brother even more than before.

The auction was long, and with each new human that came out, your heart rate spiked before you realized it wasn’t your brother, and you relaxed again. Every time you’d anticipate your brother, then they’d come out, turn their half nude bodies before being bought, and escorted off the stage. It churned your stomach when the supernaturals yelled out prices like they were buying an expensive fur coat. It worried you, thinking about your brother in a place like this. What would he be feeling? Would he feel alone? Would they sell him? Is he already sold? Or is he dead, and you’ve wasted your time coming onto the surface?

You shake off that last thought, not wanting to jump to conclusions yet.

The auction was over, and you didn’t find your brother. Seokjin was talking to Namjoon as Nayeon rambled to you about her adventures with Namjoon. She was raving like a naïve child curious about the world, but not realizing the one showing you the world sees you as property. As a pet. You passively listen to her, not able to get the thought of your dead brother out of your head. What if he is dead? Would you ever know? Before you got to finish that thought, you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turn to see Seokjin, with Namjoon at his side.

“It’s time for us to go,” He said.

You nodded and said goodbye to Nayeon. She hugged you and waved goodbye enthusiastically as you disappeared into the dark hall.

“Do you still need the feathers?” Seokjin asked you.

You almost forgot about the club area of this mansion because of the quietness of the auction hall. You nodded to him, and he handed you your pre-removed his feathers. Placing them in your ears, you let him guide you back outside, and once you were far away from the mansion, you opened your eyes and removed the feathers once more.

“Thank you,” you mumbled to the angel.

“Are you okay?”

“I… it’s just that,” You struggled to get the words out. “I’m glad that my brother isn’t in that place, but if we didn’t find him there, then where is he? There’s so many places in the world, he could be anywhere,” tears filled your eyes as you thought of your brother alone, cold, and possibly dead.

“I don’t even know if he’s a pet like Nayeon or dead,” your voice broke.

“I may not be the most powerful being,” Seokjin stated. “But I will do all I can to track your brother, and I will not stop until we find him. Dead or alive”

You nodded your head, the look in his eyes fiery as he promised you. You no longer cared about his price. You needed to find your brother and bring him home.

[enniewritesnsk]

𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖚𝖑𝖉 𝖓𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖕𝖑𝖆𝖞 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖆 𝖉€𝖒𝖔𝖓 𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖇𝖔𝖔𝖐

Or where Little witch Hobi stole the spellbook of his hyungie, tried to cast a spell so sure he couldn't manage it, and summon the Lord of H€ll himself.

🔹 social media (and maybe written part too bc I'm still lazy) 🔹crackhead and oh so cheesy 🔹 whipped but badass Lord of H€ll Joon and really clumsy witch Hobi 🔹 strangers to lovers 🔹 please interact and have fun, it will motivate me 💜

🔹 kindly remind you that this is my 2d "long" socmed so please excuse me for all the mistake and typo! 🔹 don't pay attention to time stamp 🔹 English is still not my first language 🔹 In case you didn't realize it... this is fiction, fiction, fiction!

Namjoon:

▪ Lord of H€ll obviously ▪ Smart Councellor (Yoongi) is his right hand ▪ Love at first sight, you know? ▪Talk is cheap

Hoseok:

▫ Clumsy but oh so endearing Witch, definitely not specialized in summoning d€mon ▫ Really close to Jin and the maknae line ▫ Head over heel for his unknown d€mon even if he's totally obvious that it's mutual ▫ Will often internal scream

Are we ready? 😘

Let's get it 🔥🔥🔥

A Brilliant Idea

2. Not a coward

3. Oops 🙈

4. Not a random d€mon tho

5. Help me, hyung!

6. You'll be missed 👋

7. In the meantime... (and please don't ask me question about how Namjoon can text, I don't know either 😬)

8. A powerful witch yeah...

9. From the said powerful witch POV...

10 He's hot tho...

[yashodaficrecs]

Okay, but why the fuck is this so good????? I discovered another beautiful, and filthy fic that i really love. Thankyou for writing this, gonna keep it safe in my blog to reread it, again and again.

Descend | demon!knj

⇣18+ nsfw ⇣pairing: demon knj x female Y/N ⇣genre: pwp smut, supernatural ⇣word count: 2.6k ⇣warnings: smut, profanity, dubcon esque themes, degrading dirty talk, mouthfucking, knj fucks y/n against a bookshelf lmao, demon creampie, he’s got a forked tongue idk if that’s a warning but at this point I’m too afraid to ask. 

A/N: Request by anon who wanted demon knj smut. I hope you love it! Please praise me I spent all night on this xoxo

‘’I’d say you are wasting my time, but that was before I saw you..’’ he tugged her face closer to his crotch, the bulge underneath the fabrics visibly twitching from having her attention. ‘’You will make it worth my while.’’

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[iceprincessviviane]

Chapter 4 - It's a cleaning day.

Heritage series.

Pairing: Poly!BTS (Demons) x Female!Shy!Skinny!Chosen!Reader

Type: dark romance, horror au, soulmate au, poly relationship, slowburn, yandere.

Warnings: Horror themes, some religion themes (mostly demonic), gore, blood, manipulation, witchcraft, magic themes, death (side characters), mentionings of forced marriage, mentioning about past, loss, yandere, obsessive, possessive, swearing, low self-esteem,dealing with grief, sugestive content and silly jokes created by me. (If there is more to add let me know.)

Previous chapter. Next chapter.

Summary: such a big mansion needs cleaning and this is the time, Y/N will take that challenge. Also having a company during that seems like nice idea.

Author's note: That chapter can be little boring, but I love diving into details in such stories 😌 English isn't my first language so I'm sorry for any mistakes.

MINORS DNI

Next day started slowly, Y/N woke up around 9 a.m with cat still resting near her legs unbothered and curled. She carefuly got up, trying not waking it up and went straight into bathroom to take a shower. Today'll be a day when she is going to take care of mansion. The supplies were filled and she had a car on herself, so nothing was staying in a way. When she went out wearing nothing but sweatshirt, pants and lavender scent, cat lifted it's head then stretched gracefully. They both reached big kitchen when he got a bowl filled with fish and another one with water and Y/N made herself fruit salad. She also checked the list, today was a clearing day, mostly vaccuming and removing dust from the shelves in her room, than clean the bathroom. Cat jumped at her lap and demanded headscratched, which she gladly provided after ending the eating.

"I'm going to call you Ash." Y/N decided and animal just tilted it's head to right. "Your fur remind me of it's color."

The pet's head tilted a little to right, like he was thinking about that, but then nuzzled head into her hand. She smiled and got that as acceptance. After the breakfast cat was allowed outside, when Y/N took vaccum, some rubbers and broom upstairs to her room. The cleaning went smoothly, the most took main area of the masterbedroom, along with it's shelves. The bathroom was suprisingly clean, so she headed to the next room. Till the noon the cleaning lasted, she was suspecting that anyway the unused rooms will again gather dust, but at least any stains or another dirty things'll be gone. Probably the specialist from goverment is used to work with little dust. The biggest challenge will be the main room in 0 level and library. Y/N made herself a break and prepare lunch for herself and Ash, but despite opening doors, the cat was missing. She was slighty worried, something could happen to him or he just left. The cats have their own paths.

Lunch wasn't big but it was a chance for her to take a breath before cleaning the last room on this side. It was a first one - office, with a lot of shelves, that big and old desk with drawers. Y/N tried to clean it carefuly and it came out that some of the drawers are closed and around were no keys. Maybe they were in the ring given by the mayor? It was to check later. Actually she could work here to prevent dust coming here again. The desk was spacious, her laptop and work things would fit perfectly. The clearing ended in late afternoon with also vacuuming big hall on the parter and then Y/N ate a dinner, for supper left once again snadwiches.

When she wanted to go nap a little, the entry phone has ringed. There was also camera to check who's outside and maybe don't bother to go whole way to the gate. To her surprise, outside were two men, one holding something looking like cooking sheet and another one currently looking at camera. She pressed button to talk, said quickly 'coming' then changed shirt to clean one and got outside.

Through gate metal rods Y/N could see them more clearly two visitors, closer one had to her surprise thin, but long coat followed by jeans and lether shoes. His skin was very pale and dark grey, longer hair almost reaching the shoulders. Taller than her and bigger, was holding serious expression. The cookies guardian had brown lether jacket and also jeans but looked more sports, had black raven hair, but cut short in modern style. He was thinnier and looked more deftly. On his was has huge smile and simple glasses. Indeed in his hands were cooking sheet. Y/N came closer with unsure steps and hesitant smile.

"Good morning!" Second one said with happy tone, causing his company to focus on a gate.

"Hi, what's the matter?" She asked in polite voice and open the gate door.

"We've heard that you are new here, so my boyfriend conviced me to come here and say hi, also hand over some of our cookies." The first said in calm and slow tone.

"That's true, actually everyone is saying that I'm new here." Y/N admitted shyly.

"Yea, the words are spreading fast, we just wanted to be nice."

"I'm Hoseak and that grumpy cat over here is Yoongi."

"Thank you, I'm Y/N L/N." They've exchanged the handshake.

"How's everything? It had to be a big change." Yoongi asked looking at the mansion.

"It was a surprise, but I'm trying to catch up with everything here, it's so new and actually quite interesting."

"We are renting cozy cabinet in the woods so it's different." Hoseok admitted and smiled. "Here there are homemade cookies, I hope you'll like them." He said and showed chococlate sweets.

"Oh thank you, but I'm afraid it's too much."

On the sheet were at least twenty. Simple with pieces of chocolate. He handed them over to her and smile has never left his face.

"If you are going to need something we can help. Living alone in such mansion as a woman can be overwhelming. Also it's age doesn't help." Yoongi offered generously.

"Once again thank you, but I'm doing fine for now. Also another residents offered me help, it's so nice. I'm not alone, I just found a stray cat and things are going all right I guess." Y/N smiled nervously.

Couple exchanged soft looks and Yoongi nodded. They seem so different, she could never guess that they were together. They were like sun and moon. The thought strike her a little, she looked at necklace, which was always with her. Men's gaze followed but she failed to notice.

"It's good to have even animal company." Yoongi said and his lips twitched.

"Oh yes, actually your hair's color remind me of Ash fur."

"Oh don't even say thay, Hobi is calling me a cat just enough times." He rolled his eyes and his boyfriend giggled softly.

"It's because you're cat darling. You like to sleep whole day, eat and when eveything is quiet. You also don't really like water."

Y/N smiled at their little bittering. It was so wholesome and calming. "Are you here on holidays?"

"Yes kind of. I'm professional dancer and Yoongi is a music producer." Hoseok explained happily.

"I think, I can imagine how you both met for the first time." She giggled softly.

"Yea, we met at work. Anyway, we just wanted to say hi and see, if you need something. We are going to go. Also be careful, becauae the weather is going to be moody this week."

"Thanks, I hope we can meet maybe in town if you want." She summed up.

They bid their goodbyes and Yoongi left his number in any case. It was so surprising and she was truly touched by all those good people living here and wanting to help her. Usually in those small towns new persons are treating with distance, but she didn't have any of it during talking with mayor or even Namjoon. That was a huge relief actually. Y/N went inside the mansion and left open kitched doors, hanging on chain, if Ash would like to come back. Now when the mansion was slight cleanier, she wanted to look at books, which should be catalogued and maybe try to open the cellars. She went upstairs to also check her laptop and wi-fi tomorrow she wanted to start a work. Her phone ringed with "mayor" name caller, she picked it up immediately.

"Good evening miss L/N. Sorry to interrupt that late."

"Good evening sir. It's okay I wasn't doing anything important."

"I got to know, that government found a specialist, but unfortunately he's abroad. He'll probably be able to show up in the next week if not later." Mayor said with slighty sad tone.

"I'm glad that we are moving with a case. If we cannot speed that it's fine." She said with small smile.

"I will keep you informed miss. Have a good night."

"Goodnight sir."

Her words were a truth, it's good if everything is moving forward even with small steps. After checking the internet connection and setting up her files and noted she went to eat something. Y/N spotted Ash sitting in main hall. Pet just cleaned itself and jumped off the sofa, to greet her. She petted cat's head softly, then going to kitchen. He followed her, but didn't seem hungry, only sipped some water. In that forested area cat could hunt something. She ate the sandwiches then closed all the doors and checked them along with windows. Y/N had Yoongi'a words in mind about the moody weather. After that she headed upstairs to get ready to sleep, cat followed her graciously. The warm shower was all she needed after whole day of cleaning. When she stepped out of the bathroom, Ash was already on the bed stretching. It's when loud bang came to their ears, cat almost jumped at the spot, when Y/N frowned and looked at the closed doors. She put on bathrobe, too a flashlight and phone into a pocket. It needed to be checked. Woman took a deep breath and stepped out of her room turning on light, which also switched up down below. It was the dim one, she didn't want to turn on proper ones. The mansion was drowning in silence, the noise earlier was loke something metal falling on the floor. Ash once again followed her with silent steps and looking down below. Y/N slowly went down by the stairs looking around but everything seemed normal. She wasn't going to yell 'is someone there?' like in those cheap horrors, it was sure that all doors and windows were closed. She was only in kitchen before so they went there. Behind the shadows were shifting and dancing, but one cat's gaze was enough to calm them. In the kitchen was clear what happend. Some bowls fell off from the cabinet without doors and it caused the whole noise. Y/N frowned she didn't even touched those during making supper. She sighed and put them on their place.

"The false alarm." She smiled to Ash and went back with him to her room.

The lonely lamp inside was left turned on in any case. Cat curled around her feet once again after staring intensly into dark places in the room. The night was calm and silent.

Taglist:

@lalavione1309 @hadesnewpersephone @00ihatesnaku @bangtan1325

[yoonseokerist]

Demon Au

OT7

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Kim Seokjin

The devil wears armani by @floralseokjin

Status: Completed

—summary: You never imagined accidentally attempting to sell your soul to the devil would lead to this...

—•—•—

[star-my]

BTS Fic Recs ☆ Tumblr (iii)

These are all available on tumblr as of April 2024. Some are likely crossposted on ao3 as well.

~Ao3 RECS HERE~ ~Recs (i)~ ~Recs (ii)~

Almost all are complete works, those with “+” after WC are incomplete. Most are BTS x (F!)Reader.

Most of these are Mature or Explicit (usually because of smut) ~ mdni ~ italicized titles rated G or T* ~ Please read responsibly~ ~*I don't believe any of the below fics are rated anything other than M or E, Minors save your time and find other lists :}~

If any authors tagged here wish to be removed/untagged, please lmk!

F2L = friends to lovers ; E2L = enemies to lovers ; FE2L = frenemies to lovers ; R2L = rivals to lovers ; BFB = best friend's brother ; BBF = brother's best friend etc

OT7/Multi

☆ Monster series by @whatifyoulivelikethat | Mafia AU | MYG + JJK | 17k+

☆ Mafia series by @neonlights92 | Mafia AU, Arranged Marriage AU |

Kim Namjoon

☆ Ensnared by @jamaisjoons | F2L Cryptid AU | 17k

☆ Stuttering by @moonlightchildz | Tutor AU, Rapper AU | 11k

☆ Inside my mind by @jimlingss | High School AU, Mind Reader AU | 19k

Kim Seokjin

☆ Birthright by @jimilter | S2L Vampire AU | 18k

Min Yoongi

☆ Sunrises & Liquor series by @aamalaaa | S2F2L Bar AU, 60k

☆ Three tangerines series by @kithtaehyung/@threetangerines, BBF AU | 253k+

☆ Lying that you love me by jeonsjiddies | S2F2L Roommates AU, “Bad Boy” AU | 11k

☆ Dealer series by @borahaerhy | S2L Dealer AU | (ongoing)

☆ Bad cop chronicles by @minisugakoobies | Cop AU, Parent AU | 12k

☆ Poison by @sugaflake | S2L Hookup Pw/oP? | 4k

☆ Seven year itch by @jimlingss | Established Relationship AU | 5k

☆ The early shift series by @hobidreams | E2L Coffee Shop AU, Coworkers AU | 21k

☆ One ring to bind them all, or, just a solitary, cranky demon series by @bts-love-sweat-tears | Demon AU, Arranged Marriage AU, Royal AU | 13k+

Jung Hoseok

☆ The dragon’s princess by @jamaisjoons | Fairytale AU, Dragon AU | 24k

☆ The bodyguard by @sopejinsunflower | Bodyguard AU, Mafia AU | 19k

Park Jimin

☆ The prince’s cinderella syndrome by @jimilter | S2L Uni AU, Fantasy/Supernatural AU | 39k

☆ Headlights by @jeonsjiddies | S2F@L Uni AU, Fboy AU | 15k

Kim Taehyung

☆ Trip by @daechwitatamic | ?2L Camping AU | 22k

☆ Always the bridesmaid by @kookingtae | S2F2L Journalist AU | 34k

Jeon Jungkook

☆ To know you is to love you by @jimilter | S2E2F2L Vampire AU, Supernatural AU | 21k

☆ The sea and the storm by @jamaisjoons | S2F2L Supernatural AU | 20k

☆ Jackrabbit by @jamaisjoons | Uni AU, Hybrid AU | 9k

☆ Ruin you series by @bts-bay-bee | BFF2FWB2L Uni AU | 10k

☆ Mutual by @seokjxnnie | Boss’s Son AU?? | 3k

☆ Cable management series by @19pancakes | S2L | ongoing

☆ Fighter series by @jeon-s-sins | S2F2L Underground Fighter AU | 8k+

☆ Candles & flames series by @taegularities | E2L Royal AU | 100k

☆ Reign series by @nochuobsessed | F2L Royal AU, sort of Arranged Marriage AU | 89k

Werewolf Recs (yeah i went through the phase, sue me)

☆ My Darkness by @missbangtae | Werewolf AU, Uni AU | 10k

☆ Room 109 by @lavishedinjimin | Werewolf AU, Roommates AU | 7k

☆ Scent by @rosesxstories | Werewolf AU, Established Relationship AU | 3k

☆ New beginnings by @gukeobi | E2F2L Werewolf AU | 17k

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☆ Claws of carnality series by @jjungkooksthighs | Werewolf AU, Soulmate AU | 93k+

Overall Favourite Authors (If I recc'd all their works like I want to/more than I have, I'd have to make this series even longer >.<)

☆ @1kook‘s masterlist

☆ @jimilter‘s masterlist

happy reading!

[thestoryofmylife9]

I can't want to read the first chapter!!!

The plot completely captivated me

A Deal's A Deal (Prologue)

Pairing: ot7 x demon! reader

Trope: Be careful what you wish for

Series Summary: Before BTS became BTS in an act of desperation Jungkook makes a deal with you, a demon. After Namjoon finds out you’re the reason behind a significant number of unfortunate events they’ve gone through over the years he decides to take back their future by binding you under their control until they can figure out how to save Jungkook’s soul. Regardless, you’re going to feed off of their insecurities, lust, and souls to return your powers to you so you can make them all pay.

Rating: R

Word Count: 1,959

Warnings: no beta-reader (any takers?), very little proofreading, witchcraft, compelling, cursing, violence, eventual smut, manipulation, me using real-life events to further the plot, hair pulling, choking, timeline of events doesn't make sense, more I haven't thought of yet. Feel free to let me know what I miss!

Hello, hello! Welcome to my first work of fiction like this. To be honest, I've only ever written for close friends but I decided to try and expand my audience. I hope you enjoy! No pressure to comment, you could even just leave me a "W" or an "L" and that'd count as decent feedback for me at this point lol.

Not sure what sort of update schedule I'll have for this but it is mostly plotted out. Each chapter will be your interaction with a member. I'll give notice when the next part will be up.

I won't be doing any taglists just yet.

Namjoon was furious when the truth came out.  He remembers the boiling rage taking over all of his senses. How dare you? How dare you fuck with them? Their lives, their dreams? The fact that the deal slipped through his fingers entirely irritates him even further. The innocent wish from his member ended up causing so much heartbreak for the whole group. You are to blame. That’s why he had to bind you, make you unable to use your powers against them any more until he could send you back to wherever you came from. It seemed nearly impossible to kill you but he’ll look into that more deeply later. 

Namjoon gives you a sweet, dimpled smile that doesn’t reach his eyes as he turns to you while flipping open the book that is going to give him his revenge. You stand in a circle of salt inside the vacation home they’d rented for a little getaway from work and to get this done. Whatever set up he’d used forced your more demon features to come out: blackened eyes, razor-sharp horns, and a very menacing looking tail. The tail was new to them, it looked more like you would use it for defense. 

He decides to give the barrier a test. Sure enough, when he comes within striking distance your tail whips out to attack him. You click your tongue when it bounces harmlessly off the barrier provided by whatever spell he’s cooked up and the salt ring. Of course you weren’t dumb enough to try and escape but you were hoping just a little you’d be able to maim Namjoon somehow. Then you’d go after the others when they came to his rescue. 

“Very nice of you to give me a chair.” You chuckle bitterly and cross your legs. Your tail ruins the impartial expression you wear as it whips against the floor to show your irritation. You cross your arms as they circle around you with Namjoon’s directions. Your pitch black gaze slides from one member to the other within your line of sight. Namjoon had been careful, but made a small mistake in placing Hoseok and Seokjin behind you. You notice Jungkook’s eyes stay on the floor while the others fix their expressions to nonchalance. You lock gazes with the worst liar of the group. “So what do we have planned for today…Jiminnie?” He immediately blanches, your eyes narrow in suspicion, and Namjoon clears his throat all at the same time. 

“You, demon, are going to be punished for what you’ve done.” Namjoon says firmly. 

“What do you mean? I did what you asked.” You laugh, looking at Jungkook. “You wanted to stay together and you wanted to be successful. Didn’t I give you that?”

“What about the rest of it? Causing havoc on elements of our lives, damaging our mental health, and ruining our relationships were not a part I agreed to.” Jungkook seethes. “I would have been fine if you’d been fucking with me only the entire time but not the others. They haven’t done anything to deserve this.”

“Human makes a deal with a demon thinking this is some sort of genie in a lamp situation then gets upset when the demon is a demon.” You tut and his expression darkens further. “Just because you were like 4 years old when we did this-

“Fun time is over.” Namjoon snaps and squares his shoulders. He finds the correct paragraph where they’re supposed to start and glances at the others to confirm they’re ready. The money it cost to get this precious tome didn’t matter.  He couldn’t wait to finish this ritual and put an end to their torment.

“What is in that book Jimin? Tell me what you are going to do to me.” You demand. Taehyung is quick to grab Jimin’s hand to comfort his friend and stop him from ratting them all out and Jimin won’t meet your eyes.  Namjoon suddenly starts speaking and that makes your skin prickle. You can’t understand a word that’s coming out of his mouth but for the first time in a very long time you feel uncomfortable. “What are you doing?” 

Yoongi lifts a sheet of paper held between pale fingers and joins in chanting with Namjoon. Soon each of their voices fills the quiet and you have to stand up to ease the discomfort you’re feeling.

A shock shivers down your spine like nothing you’ve felt before and it makes you gasp, then glare at Jungkook menacingly. You spin and kick the chair right at his handsome face, clicking your tongue in irritation when it simply shatters against an invisible barrier that deflected your tail earlier. Symbols you can’t read appear all over your skin like they’ve been branded into your flesh and you stumble, trying to think of anything that could work to get them to stop. 

“STOP IT!” you screech, facing Namjoon who is already grinning at you from ear to ear. 

“What’s this? Demon, are you…afraid?” Hoseok laughs. “You’ve never been this vulnerable before, have you?” You turn and glare at him and clench your teeth when he just stares back at you unflinchingly, lips moving with determination around each word. You stumble again and wrap your arms around your middle in an attempt to self-soothe. When your fingertips touch the contrasting textures of the marks vs your normal skin you get an idea and whimper.

“We had a deal, Jungkook!” You move past Hoseok’s jab and roar at Jungkook. His eyebrows give away his inner turmoil. It looks like he’s having second thoughts. Good. You let your voice crack and your eyes shine with unshed tears. You seize the opportunity when his stoic expression breaks just a little. “It hurts so much.”  

“Don’t listen, stay focused just like we practiced!” Hoseok shouts. You glare at him again when you see Jungkook overcome your attempts to get him back under your control and then scream in surprise when you suddenly feel pain. Your eyes widen and mouth drops open as you realize this is real, staggering, unexpected, and pure pain.

“You took advantage of him, of us!” 

“Not…my fucking…problem.” You clench your teeth against the pain searing through your body. A sudden, sharp pain actually makes you gasp. You’re beginning to think you may actually be in trouble. Could they have found something that could kill you?

“It is your problem now.”  Namjoon says darkly. He rejoins the others in the final incantation that sends seven golden strings from the wrist of each member then ties themselves firmly around your neck, forcing you to try and slacken your jaw for some relief. 

You fall to your knees when the strings continue down your body and you can no longer stand. You can feel your strength draining from you as if the blood in your veins was flowing out of your body and onto the floor, not even your fingers are listening to you. You are trapped and it is here you come to realize what they’ve been trying to do this entire time. 

With synchronization usually seen on stage or in dance practice videos each member closes a fist, causing the strings around your neck to sink into your skin and the bindings around your wrists and arms to disappear. It feels as if you’re wearing a collar and your hands instantly go to your neck, fingers searching desperately for something solid against the weight you feel but there isn’t anything there. 

“Who is going to test out the spell?” Yoongi crosses his arms and looks at you like you don’t matter. 

“Cough up the most recent soul you consumed.” Jin says evenly.

You all sit in silence for a moment and you’re still too stunned to try anything other than glare at each one of them as they close in on you. They’re careful to stay on the safe side of the salt circle. Of course they don’t quite trust everything as it should be just yet.When one of the corners of those very plush lips turns up in a smirk up you see red.

“Is that what your little display was?” You snap, a sound akin to a tiger’s growl showing your full displeasure. Unconsciously you swallow against a sudden, light pressure growing in your throat. “You clowns think you can control me?” You laugh suddenly, the air around you crackling with energy as your anger boils over.  Your tail whips behind you, ready to wrap around one of their necks and strangle the life from them or sever their head from their shoulders. Maybe you’ll end this game right now and kill them all except Jungkook. His soul you would love to devour slowly so you could enjoy it. You wanted to let him go on for longer for the full flavor to develop, but fuck it. 

When you move to stand they only have enough time to exchange worried glances before you’re gagging, hands clutching your throat. You can only brace yourself, leaning back on your knees with your head and hands falling back as the soul you’d consumed earlier that day makes its way out of your body. The faint blue-silver glow of the orb that just came out of your throat shimmers wetly and you can only stare in horror as it hovers above your face. 

The others cry out in surprise and glee, some hugging one another in celebration. The binding spell worked! You weren’t going to be able to hurt any of them again. Jin’s slender fingers reach over you to touch the soul but they pass right through. If you were able to move you would have launched yourself forward and ripped his goddamn arm from the socket and beaten him to death with it before laying waste to the rest of them. Fuck the deal.

“Swallow it.” Yoongi says amidst the chaos. He crouches down and uses the piece of paper to break the salt circle. “Swallow the soul and let’s get out of here.”

The soul is down your throat again in the blink of an eye and you’re already lifting your hand to take Namjoon out when a hand wraps firmly around your hair and shoves your face into the ground. You let out a sound of surprise, spitting out bits of dirt that got past your lips.

“Apologize to Namjoonie. Make it sound nice.” Hoseok says firmly and yanks your head back. You’re blinking away the mess of dirt and hair from your eyes when your mouth is already moving.

“I am sorry for trying to kill you.” You say sweetly. What the fuck.

“Let’s have you make your horns and tail disappear as well,” Namjoon puts his hands on his hips. “Can’t have you stabbing Hobi-hyung. Keep them gone unless one of us tells you to bring them back.” Before anyone else says anything you let the black bleed away from the whites of your eyes, relaxing to regard your new masters with your rose-gold irises and no expression.

So I still have some control over my actions. Your horns and tail recede into your body and you want nothing more than to break Hoseok’s wrist and wipe that smile off of Namjoon’s face. It took Namjoon nearly 10 years to figure out how to bind you to them. You’ll kill them all before he finds a way to get rid of you or even nullify your agreement. 

“It doesn’t matter what you do, I’m still taking his soul when everything is said and done.” You say simply.

“Maybe so,” Namjoon rubs the back of his neck. “But until that time comes, you’re going to have a very different existence under our rules.” 

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[borathae]

“They’ve seen the centuries come and go, watched empires rise and fall and witnessed the creation of society as it is today. And now you have fallen into their arms, showing them once again that change never stops.”

Genre: Fantasy, Romance, Smut, Hurt and Comfort, Vampire!AU, Magic!AU, Polyamory!AU

“You change universities after moving towns. Your new university is an old, ancient building with secret tunnels and whispered ghost stories. There are two fraternities, which for some reason always seem to be in a quarrel. Alpha consisting of Kim Taehyung, Kim Namjoon, Park Jimin and Min Yoongi. Handsome, porcelain skinned men, who act as if they are out of another century and for some reason everyone on campus seems to be scared of. And Sanguis consisting of Jeon Jungkook, Kim Seokjin and Jung Hoseok. Men with skin just as pale and their faces just as beautiful, who always wear sunglasses when it is light outside and who never seem to open their curtains. And for some peculiar reason you always find yourself in the middle of them….”

Pairing: OT7 x f.Reader with main Taehyung x f.Reader & Yoongi x f.Reader

Genre: Mystery, Fantasy, Romance, Smut, University!AU, Vampire!AU

《 To Book One 》

“When your endless game of hide and seek with Namjoon sends your little group all over Europe, you have to fight more than just vengeful witches and bloodthirsty demons. Different morals, beliefs and mindsets bring just as much struggle to your bond as your enemies. And soon you have to accept that the world you decided to live in is darker than you initially prepared for.”

Pairing: Yoongi x f.Reader, Taehyung x f.Reader & Jungkook x f.Reader + more as the story progresses

Genre: Fantasy, Romance, Smut, Vampire!AU, Magic!AU

《 To Book Two 》

“You and your lovers visit The Plains, a magical realm created for the souls of witches and warlocks and home of your dear grandmother. She welcomes you with raspberry pie and tea. You come with many stories to tell and eager hands to help on her cottage. Golden sunlight, blue moonshine and green forests await you alongside early morning snuggles and late night kisses with your lovers.”

Pairing: Yoongi x f.Reader, Jungkook x f.Reader, Taehyung x f.Reader, Yoongi x Jungkook, Taehyung x Jungkook, platonic Yoongi x Taehyung

Genre: Magic!AU, Vampire!AU, Polyamory!AU, Slice of Life, Fluff, Romance, Smut, this is a spin-off meant to be read after the Duology

《 To the Spin-Off 》

#01 - What You Deserve [YG x JK]

#02 - The Piano Teacher [YG x OC]

#03 - Only For You ([YG x OC]

#04 - Mellifluous [TH x OC]

#05 - Safe Hands [YG x OC]

#06 - Rache [TH x JK]

#07 - Captured [YG x OC]

#08 - Illecebra [TH x OC] ​

#09 - How I Love You [YG x OC]

#10 - Stormy Nights [YG x OC]

#11 - Of Simpler Times [TH x JM]

#12 - Best Seat [YG x OC]

#13 - Deep [JK]

#14 - Painted Blue [TH x OC]

#15 - Drunk on You [YG x OC]

#16 - I Want Your Love Forever [YG x OC]

#17 - Between Friends [YG x HS]

#18 - Bed Head [JK x OC]

#19 - Don’t Tease Please [JK x OC]

#20 - Fade into You [YG x OC]

#21 - Rope Bunny [YG x OC]

#22 - Lavender Warmth [YG x OC]

#23 - The Scholar, The Princess and the Master [YG x OC x JK]

#24 - Picnics [YG x OC x JK]

#25 - Where Love Is [YG x OC]

#26 - Wake Up Call [YG x OC]

#27 - Devotion [TH x OC]

#28 - Bewitched [YG x OC]

#29 - wanna see myself inside you [JK x OC]

#30 - Princess Treatment [YG x OC]

#31 - Guilty Tears [TH x OC]

#32 - Moonlight & Campsites [YG x OC]

#33 - ILY [YG x OC]

#34 - Morning Hours [JK x OC]

#35 - Silly Fights [YG x OC]

#36 - Carefree [YG & TH]

#37 - Cozy Times [YG x OC]

#38 - Drive You Fucking Crazy [TH x OC]

#39 - FWB [HS x OC]

#40 - A Good Life [YG x OC]

#41 - Impatient [JK x TH]

#42 - Love Wins All [TH x OC]

#43 - Cozy [YG x OC]

#44 - Listen In [HS x JK x TH]

#45 - moonlight [TH x OC]

#46 - Stardust [ TH x JK]

#47 - Protective [TH x JK]

#48 - Babybun [YG x OC x JK]

#49 - Just Relax [YG x HS]

#50 - Tenderness [JM & OC]

#51 - Creamer [YG x TH]

#52 - Shut You Up [JK x OC]

#53 - Double is Best [YG x OC x HS]

#54 - Fuck Yourself [JK x OC] 

#55 - Used [TH x OC]

#56 - Grateful [YG x OC x JK]

#57 - Good Doll [TH x JK]

#58 - Prove It [YG x OC]