Ao3.

— ao3.

never ever after (139911 words) by killingpeach 

☾ chapters: 66/?  ☾ fandom: 방탄소년단 | bangtan boys | bts. ☾ rating: mature. ☾ warnings: graphic depictions of violence.

relationships: kim taehyung | v/original female character(s), jeon jungkook/original female character(s), min yoongi | suga/original female character(s), park jimin (bts)/original female character(s), kim seokjin | jin & original female character(s), kim namjoon | rm/original female character(s), jung hoseok | j-hope/original female character(s).

characters: jeon jungkook, kim taehyung | v, min yoongi | suga, park jimin (bts), kim seokjin | jin, kim namjoon | rm, jung hoseok | j-hope, original female character(s), original male character(s), original characters.

summary: ⚠️ a dark bts fairy tale au. 🔞 

in a world where books are dangerous portals to fictional realms, aeri, a fairy in training, finds herself accidentally pulled into an unsealed book that hasn’t been read in years. 

to find her way home, aeri has to navigate her way through the book, story by story. but getting out of the book is not as easy as getting in. especially when stories in unsealed books are often unpredictable.

to make matters worse, the book in question is filled with darkness she cannot begin to comprehend and aeri will soon learn that the fairy tales she’s been led to believe as a child were all lies.

happily ever after was never real.

not for her, at least.

and definitely not with them.

lovesick (I)

— pairing: yandere ot7 x (f) reader — word count: 5.9k — warnings: yandere, stalking, obsessive behaviour, harrassment, mention of violence/bodily harm, 18+ — summary: You dreamed of the day you would get your very own soulmark. Though, you didn’t expect to wake up to a searing hurt in your arm, the phantom pain of your shoulder being dislocated and your forearm fractured. As if dealing with the worst possible soulmark ever wasn’t bad enough, you also have to come to terms with the fact that you’re being stalked. When the letters and gifts you receive begin to escalate and the police offers no help, you have no other option than to figure out who’s behind it yourself – and hopefully before it’s too late. — amazing cover by @leithold​!

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Your foot is throbbing – again.

You fall back into bed, lifting your leg up to rest it over your knee. You wince as you examine the damage, purple and yellow bruising covering your swollen ankle. Lightly pressing around the area, you’re relieved to find that it only seems to be slightly sprained.

You glance over at your bedside table as your alarm goes off again, the framed picture next to your phone catching your attention as you silence the shrill sound. It’s a photo of you and Heejun, your next-door neighbour turned best friend. This particular one was taken on the night before he turned eighteen, your grinning faces showing off the pure excitement you both felt at the time.

Ever since you were little, even before you met Heejun, you’ve always dreamed about meeting your soulmate. You’ve lost count of the endless nights you stayed up imagining what kind of mark you would find once you woke up on your 18th birthday. Your favourite was always discovering a note written on your arm – the same as your parents. A close runner-up was the countdown mark Heejun had, you always made sure to check in with him every day to watch as the time suddenly decreased or increased. You’ll never forget the day he called you, voice choked up with tears and joy as he told you he had finally bumped into his soulmate.

With thousands of different variants of soulmarks and new ones being reported every day, you always thought you would end up with something sweet, something fitting to the fairy tale you always wanted. You certainly weren’t expecting to wake up to a searing hurt in your arm, the phantom pain of a dislocated shoulder and forearm fracture sticking with you for weeks afterwards.

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→ the two of us — a jeongguk scenario 01

member: jeon jungkook

word count: 10k

genre: summer vacation au (is that a thing?) + angst + (eventual) smut + fluff + this is the dilf!jk i’ve been writing future based drabbles on (check my masterlist!)

warnings: jaykay has tattoos and piercings and a big fat motorbike (yes the whole shebang!) / oc is dealing with emotions / kittens! / nothing major for this part / also some cliches but who doesn’t love a good cliche 🤨 / there’s talk of veterinarians is this but i did not go to vet school so i definitely am talking nonsense take everything with a grain of salt thank you <3

soundtracks: surface tension, genevieve stokes, 鬼ヶ島 (Onigashima), ichiko aoba & 400 lux, lorde & bad news baby, alma & strangers (for now), matilda mann

header made by the incredible @dee-ehn​ 💗

beta read by the lovely @littlebabyk​ ✨

parts — 01 (you are reading) / 02 / 03

Each breath you take reflects the steady movement of the hungry tide sweeping over aureate sand, the oceans’ shallow waters drawing closer to land as your lungs slowly fill. It’s a lovely view to witness, sitting inside the frozen yoghurt spot situated along the coastline of your home town. And yet, there’s something so despairing about it too. But you don’t let your mind linger on that, instead focusing on the fluid motions of the sea as you breathe, your idle hands toying with the plastic spoon Jiwon had shoved into your hands the second you’d stepped into this establishment. She’s preoccupied with customers at the moment, and you can tell she’s vaguely irritated that it’s eating into her break-time when you glance over and her lips are set into a tight smile as she serves an eager group of teens frozen yogurt. For some reason, they look clean, untainted by the harshness of the world just yet. It tugs at something inside of you, a precarious thing made of tangled ribbons and flimsy string locked within the bones of your ribs. Perhaps you smile at the young crowd funny because there’s a frown forming on Jiwon’s delicate features when her eyes briefly fall on you. But you can’t be bothered, gaze already returning to the compelling hold of the ocean waves raging outside. It’s almost like it shifts closer, salt whispering through the air.

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A SEALED FATE: Ruby Encrusted Cages

Main Masterlist

SECOND AND FINAL PART TO THE A SEALED FATE SERIES.

STATUS: Ongoing

SUMMARY: You lived a fairly normal life just like most other citizens in South Korea. You went to university, you had friends, you went to bars, and you brought cute boys home for a night.

It was fairly common for most women who were old enough to daydream about being the soulmate to the missing Elders. Who wouldn’t want to daydream about that, after all?

Of course, it’s a bit of a shock when you find out that you are indeed their soulmate, and they’re a bit angry at you for the deeds that your past self had committed. 

Before you know it, they’ve sank their claws into you and locked you away in a ruby encrusted cage. This time, there’s no way out.

WARNINGS: Well, where do we start? Blood Drinking, Non-Consensual Blood Drinking, Force Feeding Blood, SO MUCH BLOOD, Torture (in different forms), Sauce, Noncon Sauce, Dubcon Sauce, Con Sauce, Suicide Attempt, Suicidal Thoughts, Murder, Drugging, Sauce Pills, (Jesus there are some really messed up themes coming up in this fic this time around, sorry), More to Be added later

ADDITIONAL TAGS: Vampire Society, Vampire BTS, more to be added later

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Predator Universe Masterlist (Vampire AU)

W R I T I N G S

–> Warning: the following works are yandere-themed i.e., contains dub / non con, mentions of violence, gore and obsessive themes. reader discretion is advised.

W E L C O M E 

–> To Briar Hills, a sleepy town in the thick of the woods that rarely sees the sun. The population has always been small, but as of late that number seems to be dwindling as new predators have made the forest their home and are on the hunt. Do you dare to enter the woods? 

–> Recommended Reading Order: Predator, Purgatory, Prey For Me, Pygmalion, Pursuit

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florescence | i

❀ — pairing: taehyung x reader x seokjin ❀ — genre: hybrid au, hybrid tae, hybrid jin, poly, fluff, smut (future), angst  ❀ — words: 4.7k+ ❀ — rating: sfw ❀ — warnings: lowkey highkey threat of euthanisation (wooo dystopian hybrid elements!), shy and blushing boys prepare your hearts ❀ — notes: this is written for an old old old old request! you can find it here for now, but I’ll make a post for more convenience later. besides that, I already have about 18k written for this and have barely dented what I want to include so… guess we’re in this for a bit of a long haul! I’m still in the process of guiding where I want this to go, but until then… I’m eager to kick-start it! Since I technically already posted this, I’ll post the second part relatively soon. Please enjoy! lmk what u think!!! love u!!

Okay, so maybe you’re lonely, and maybe there is something missing in your life, a void that you maybe want to fill with a companion that may or may not be of human origin… You’re perfectly content not doing anything about it though, until your best friend calls you in desperate need for your help and you suddenly end up coming home with not one, but two hybrids that may or may not have been on the way to the chopping block had you not taken them in. They’re more than a little rough around the edges, and the situation is less than ideal but… maybe the best things don’t always come in perfect, shiny packages. Maybe they just need a little time to bloom.

— posted; 28.07.2019 // masterlist || next.

Nerves have your knees wobbling slightly as you stand in place, the impressive height of the B.H. Laboratories building looming over you. Really, you’re not that anxious about what you’re about to do, yet your knee still feel slightly weak and your shoulders pinch with minute tension. Your body might be a little out of tune with your brain, you think, or perhaps the emotions attached to the physical reactions just haven’t hit you yet.

You waver in your spot, finally deciding to bite the bullet and take the handle into your grasp. It’s cool against your palm and smooth to the touch, if slightly worn. As you shift your wrist and twist the bolt, you recall the panicked and desperate voice of your friend as she’d called you barely half an hour ago. Seulgi is hardly the type to get worked up over nothing, so when you’d answered the phone to the sound of nothing but fear and urgency in her tone you’d been instantly at attention.

Your raven-haired best friend works at the massive Lab currently in front of you, filling in the role of the receptionist and taking her placements here as she completes her degree. Her ideal career path is one of science, but one of her passions and interests lies in the complex matter of hybrids. Really, this job is perfect for her—B.H. Laboratories specialise in genetic matters and in the creation of hybrids, most specifically those made to be companions. Long since passed are the days where hybrids were still new and shiny and held under the most barbaric of laws, if any. For some the strangeness and novelty has worn off since then, yet that doesn’t mean that the laws regarding hybrids have kept up with the shift in the population.

B.H. Labs, from the very beginning, have been pioneers of sorts in the field. Always pushing the limits, extending past perceived boundaries and paving the way. A lot of what Seulgi gets glimpses of is new hybrids, new combinations and variations. The goal of the company is to achieve the perfect companion for the people and the individual, and they work hard in their efforts to create such a thing.

This means that new lines and batches of hybrids are always being created, prototypes always being tested and tried out. Usually, the hybrids pass and go on to the next stage—they go to shelters for adoption while the data recorded from their stay goes towards the creation of the next batch. Usually, this is how it goes. However, there are the rare exceptions—batches that begin to vary and differ as they grow, turning out nothing like intended. Batches that don’t meet the goal of the experiment or that are lacking in some way or another, are marked as failures. If even a single hybrid of the bunch is deemed unfit, the rest are scrutinised brutally and received the blemish on their records as well. This, actually, is a topic that sparks heated debate in the community— because it’s common knowledge that at most hybrid facilities, failed batches aren’t sent to shelters like their predecessors, but instead are put down, like nothing more than the animals they are spliced with. They don’t have the opportunity to make connections for a possible home, and so the only destination that awaits them is the gallows. B.H Labs stand out from the rest here, due to their spotless record of product success. Never have they euthanised a hybrid of their making, and never has a batch or single hybrid been deemed a failure. However records and streaks of success, like all things, must come to an end eventually.

This… is why Seulgi had called you in such a frantic manner earlier.

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