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the lily of adversity (177996 words) by gilibean

☾ chapters: 48/? ☾ fandom: 방탄소년단 | bangtan boys | bts ☾ rating: mature. ☾ warnings: graphic depictions of violence.

relationships: bangtan boys ensemble/original character(s).

characters: kim namjoon | rm, kim seokjin | jin, min yoongi | suga, jung hoseok | j-hope, park jimin, kim taehyung | v, jeon jungkook, kang haeun.

summary: kang haeun was uprooted from her quiet, provincial life after being declared the destined mate of the seven wolf princes of lucine. she was promised a good life wherein she would be loved and cared for - that is until she arrives in the castle and realizes just how unwelcome she actually was.

none of the princes wanted her but it did not matter. all eight of them may have been connected by fate but haeun was someone who spat at destiny in the face.

[also, she may or may not be planning a revolution]

HALLOWEEN YANDERE SERIES SPECIAL || Three Installments

A/N; Hi guys, since Halloween is my favorite holiday I decided to write mini yandere series with the maknae line based on some of my favorite childhood halloween movies I used to watch on disney channel all the time lol. I am planning on making a christmas yandere series with the hyung line too! Btw I will be uploading ding the second part of Polarity sometime next month .Thank you so much for all your support on it, I will be tagging everyone who asked on the second part.  Thanks again and i hope you all enjoy this series as well! 

Based on the Halloween classic; The Haunted Mansion

Synopsis: When your husband suggests a family vacation in order to soothe some marital tension, you reluctantly agree. However, as always, your husband’s job gets in the way and you make an unexpected stop at the mansion he intends to sell and are immediately greeted by the eerie owner of the location, the infamous Master Jimin. Much to your dismay, you seem to be in for a much longer stay than you intended as it seems the owner has become completely enchanted by you.

Release Date: 10/08

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Based on the Disney Classic; Phantom of the Megaplex

Synopsis: Spending Halloween serving preteens greasy popcorn and cleaning spilled soda off the carpets isn’t what you had in mind for a fun night. But lucky for you, your night is about to get real interesting when a series of unfortunate events start occurring throughout the movie theater and your soon to uncover the horrifying curse that surrounds your part-time job.

Release Date: 10/22

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Based on the Halloween classic; Casper

Synopsis: When you’re forced to move back in with your father after failing to find a stable job , you’re more than unsettled with the foreign and creepy place he has bought. Your anxiety only seems to worsen when you start to suspect the old house is haunted. But when your suspicions are confirmed , it seems like the spirit that inhabits your home isn’t terrifying at all. In fact, he’s rather friendly. A bit too friendly.

Release Date: 10/31

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darknets | yandere!jungkook au

pairings: yandere!jungkook x reader (f)

genre: yandere

warnings: 18+, obsessive & unhealthy behavior, spying, stalking, doxxing, non-consensual videotaping, tormenting, manipulation, kidnapping,

word count: 11.6k

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Parts: 01 / 02

A/N; Hi guys so bad news left the final draft of my second halloween fic on a writing app on my ipad at home like an idiot and im out of town right now so i won’t be able to post the second installment of my halloween series until monday ( i will try to have it up sooner but please bare with me!) im posting this fic that has been in my drafs for months, the events happen during halloween times so its good enough for some spooky vibes. im so sorry but i hope you enjoy this fic in the meantime!:)

summary: You should of known better than to chat with strangers online….

The raindrops were loud against the small bedroom window .The wet pavement outside created a glare against the night sky and you watched as the intersection lights changed from green to yellow, to red and back again. The slight fog made it difficult to fully make out the cars from where you sat but instead you observed the strangers that made their way back home, likely from their night shift, a somber expression on their faces as they tugged their jackets and coats tighter around their bodies. You eyed the way they stepped on the muddy puddles on the sidewalk ever so often.

It was safe to say you were beyond bored. Enough to stare at pedestrians out your window instead of finishing what you were supposed to be doing which was writing your essay for your sociology class.

You pulled your gaze from the window and stared at your laptop screen, watching as the little blue icon lit up. It was taking forever to load which wasn’t a surprise, you were in need of a new computer for years now but you were not getting one anytime soon. Much less now with your father’s plummeting health.

Your fingers tapped against your flimsy wooden desk impatiently, sighing in relief as your screen finally loaded and you logged into your Microsoft account.

Your eyes glossed over your assignment instructions again and read over the Professor’s notes.

“Make sure it’s in MLA format blah blah blah..” You muttered as you clicked out of your college website and pressed on the saved Word document you had started yesterday.

Much to your disappointment, you still had a lot to work on. You barely had a two paragraphs written and you ran your hands over your face in exhaustion.

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Reasons Wretched and Divine (Series Masterlist)

Summary: You live on an isolated but sprawling farm with your abusive husband, but things start to change for the better when your husband adopts a retired police dog hybrid named Namjoon.

Pairing: Snake! Yoongi x golden retriever! Jimin x retired police dog! Namjoon x Reader  (ft. others including Bear! Taehyung, alpaca! seokjin, ????? Jungkook, and ????? Hoseok)

Warnings: Domestic abuse, implied sexual spousal abuse, hybrid abuse, PTSD, anxiety, panic attacks, night terrors, mute charterers, pregnancy, bullying, blood mention slight pregnancy kink, angst with a happy ending, slow-burn, Polyamory, 

A/N: This series will be updated sporadically, the first 2 chapters are more of a prequel to the rest of the series, and there is a 2-month time jump between the end of the second chapter and the beginning of 3rd! 

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Arc 1: Namjoon

PART 1: Careful Fear and Feral Longing (4.6k)

PART 2: Perfectly Bitter And Sickly Sweet (5.3k)

PART 3: Lingering Wounds and Old hopes (5.9k)

Arc 2: Jimin 

PART 4: A Dandelion (7.6k) 

PART 5: The Silent Snake (13k)

PART 6: Out To Sea (10.6k) 

Arc 3:  Yoongi 

PART 7: “fuck- kiss me again- please”  (10.5k)

PART 8: “Go tell your lies to someone who will believe you” (20.3k) 

PART 9: “What if he doesn’t come back?” 

PART 10:  “I don’t think I can make it on my own” 

ARC: YOU

PART 11: A Killer comes for tea 

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Extras:

The recipe for the soup the reader makes in part 5

What do Yoongi’s scales look like? 

Bon Voyage: Into the Sea - Chapter 1

A storm capsized your boat and looks like you were the only survivor. Somehow you made it to shore, but where? Stranded, you suddenly find out you are not alone, and now you’re stuck in the middle of a centuries old conflict between 7 monsters.

BTS fantasy AU. OT7 x reader werewolf!Namjoon x werewolf!Hoseok x werewolf!Jungkook x reader x other members to be revealed later. Angst/fluff/smut.

Hi this was supposed to NOT be an OT7 fic, but I am such a ho for all of them I literally cannot help myself, I really have to make everything harder on myself with eight characters instead of two :’). Also this was supposed to be a one shot and that didn’t work out either, so yeah enjoy this really weird story that just keeps getting weirder (:

Warnings: rough sex, body worshipping, scary scary monsters this is based on a nightmare so they scared me so I thought I’d warn you lol, almost drowning, fighting, attempted kidnap, man overpowering female I don’t know how to properly explain it but yeah it might be a triggering to imagine, let me know if I need to add anything else!

Word Count: 7.3k

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Rain pours down, stinging your skin. The droplets roll down your face, into your eyes, into your mouth. You want to wipe the water out of your eyes to clear your vision, but it’s impossible, your arms are holding on desperately to a broken plank. The makeshift buoy keeps you from sinking into the ocean, the storm surges threaten to swallow you up with every swell.

You wade in the ocean as waves crash over your body, it takes all your strength to gasp for air and push the invading water out of your lungs. Lightning strikes light up the dark sea in brief flashes. In those moments you look for anyone else, anything else, but even the moon and stars hide inside the storm and you’re utterly alone.

How long can you last like this? Cold and alone, shivering in the ocean, your fingers and toes soaking up water. How long can you hold onto your poor excuse of a life raft? The splintered edges dig into your wet skin as you float between life and death. How much strength do you think you have, how much fight? You don’t want to die, not here, the ocean’s dark and quiet sea floor cannot be your final resting place.

You scream back as the storm roars at you, holding on tightly to the shattered panel left of your boat and kicking your feet away from the wreckage. You could be sealing your fate or you could be headed towards salvation, you don’t know, but you do know staying still will only be accepting it’s over for you.

You decide to use your last bits of strength, your last will to live to say, ‘No, I make my own fate.’

---

You rest your head on the wet plank, catching your breath as you swim and swim and swim, closing your eyes tightly for each thunderous clap of lightning that surrounds you. Your head is heavy, your limbs tired and drained from being in a constant state of strain, and eventually, darkness creeps its way into your consciousness. And despite everything, you sleep.

When you wake up, the sun shines like it never left you. You shudder despite the blazing heat. You lift your head up from its sandy pillow and you look around. It looks like paradise. A paradise and your own personal hell. Sitting alone on the foreign beach you start to cry.

Last night, directly facing death, you had all the willpower in the world to fight. But now, sitting in the middle of nowhere with no danger looming over you, you are too tired, too broken to care anymore. You let the tears well up in your eyes. You let yourself sob and scream, no one can hear your wretched cries anyways. How will you ever get back home now? Before sleep overwhelms you again, you think maybe you should have just let yourself die.

---

“It’s a human.”

They stand over your sleeping body.

“A human woman,” Jungkook whispers, his bright eyes widening, his ears turning red as he takes in the way your wet clothes cling to your body. “What are we going to do?”

“Nothing. Leave her.” Hoseok turns to leave, but his brother pulls him back.

“But if we leave her here, those blood beasts will find her.” Jungkook’s brows pinch in anger.

Hoseok looks over your sleeping body, out in the open where anyone can stumble upon you. ‘Humans really have no self preservation instincts,’ he thinks. “She’s not our concern, she might even be a trap, maybe they put her here for us to find.” Hoseok is conflicted, but he has to think of his pack’s safety first.

“We should still try to protect her!”

“Why? What have humans ever done for us?”

Jungkook grumbles, “Joon would agree with me.”

“Oh yeah? Remember what happened the last time our leader decided to play nice with one of them?” Hoseok’s eyes grow darker and he bares his fangs at the younger man. Jungkook bows his head in shame and submission.

“Look at her,” Jungkook wasn’t going to give up so easily. The youngest of the pack, he was too young to remember what it was like before, before they isolated themselves away. You were the first human he’s seen in decades. He loves his brothers, but he wants a friend, maybe even...a girlfriend. “She will die if we leave her here or worse. She hasn’t done anything wrong, please! You always say we should be better than them.”

Hoseok sighs, giving in to the hopeful look in Jungkook’s eyes, “Fine, we’ll take her to Joon. You carry her.”

---

You feel warm. You stretch in your bed, relaxing your sore aching muscles, you bury yourself deeper into the covers, sighing. The sound of rain plays in your memory. ‘What a horrible nightmare.’

You snuggle into your pillow, it smells so nice, like sandalwood and citrus, a soothing musky scent that relaxes you and makes you smile. You don’t want to open your eyes just yet, your nightmare must have given you such a restless sleep, your aching joints feel so heavy you can barely move. Your alarm hasn’t rung so you let sleep find you again.

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Joon sits in the corner of the room studying you. He can hear his brothers outside the door, anxiously waiting for you to wake up. It’s been 2 days already since the youngest brought you into their home.

You feel fur underneath your fingertips. A steady hum vibrating your body. The warmth lulls you back into deep sleep.

When you finally open your eyes, you're greeted by three pairs of deep chocolate irises staring back at you.

You scream and jump up, hitting the wall with your back. The three men yelp and flinch away from you. The two eldest cover their eyes giving you some privacy, the youngest’s eyes dart back and forth to you and the ground, red in the face at your state. You look down.

Where the hell are your clothes?! You scream again and grab sheets to cover your body. You bring your knees to your chest, hiding your head in your arms. ‘What’s happening?!’ Why are you naked? Why are there three half naked men with you? Did you get super fucking drunk and end up in the middle of a freaking orgy? No, no. That’s not it. Wait, the boat! Your heart pounds in your chest as you start to remember.

Your breathing escalates, you remember the storm, your boat capsizing, your friends thrown overboard. The last place you remember, it was a beach. So how did you get here?

“We’re not going to hurt you.” You look up from your knees. The men stare back awkwardly. You see tan skin and shaggy hair, muscles under well worn fabric. The clothes they are wearing are so dated you’re pretty sure you’ve seen the same style worn in old vintage pictures of your great grandparents, but the vests here are torn, slacks cut off at the knee. The room looks just as strange, modern pieces juxtaposed between furniture that look handmade. You see a record player, a bowl that looks like it was carved from a tree, a collection of books, a chair made of bamboo...

“Where are my clothes?”

Jungkook sits down on the corner of the bed and you scoot closer to the wall. He places your clothes folded in a neat stack atop the covers. “They were full of sand and salt, we cleaned them for you. But we didn’t think it was right to, um, we wanted to let you dress yourself.”

“But you thought it was okay to undress me?!” He winces at your words, teeth pulling his bottom lip in as he looks away from you. You can hear a growl come from behind him. You tug the sheet tighter to your body.

You look at the other men, they look at you hesitantly, bodies tense and guarded, like they were afraid of you. “I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to yell. I’m just really confused. Where am I?”

The trio look at each other. “Do you know your name? What do you remember?” the tallest one asks you.

“Yes. I-I...The last thing I remember is being on this island, something hit our boat and there was a storm and-and now...now I’m here.”

They stay silent, exchanging glances with each other. “What’s your name?”

“What’s your name? Who are you?” You’re being difficult and you know it, but being naked trapped in a room with three strange men, you don’t care.

The tallest man sighs, crouching down to the floor so he looks up at you. He speaks softly, “My name is Namjoon, these are my brothers, Hoseok and Jungkook,” he points to each man respectively. “They found you on the beach half dead, and we brought you into our home. You’ve been asleep for the past three nights. You’re alive because of them. So, what’s your name?”

You take a deep inhale, fighting off tears. “Y/n.”

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The men left you alone to change. You can hear them laugh and talk outside as you sit on the bed too scared and embarrassed to face them. You need answers, so you gather what’s left of your dignity to go question your so-called rescuers.

“Here, we made you soup, so you feel better!” Jungkook runs up to you excitedly, spilling the liquid in his haste, earning a yell from his brother. He had bothered Hoseok to make it for you until he finally gave in, and now he’s spilling all of his work on the ground!

The good smelling food makes your stomach tighten, not having eaten for days. “Thank you, um, Jungkook?” He nods enthusiastically at you. You let him lead you to a makeshift bench, some logs around an unlit fire pit. The warm liquid feels soothing on your dry throat. You’re sure it’s from your hunger, but it’s the best soup you’ve ever had. You eat the soup quickly.

Jungkook grabs your hand, holding the spoon still, “Eat slowly or you’ll get sick.” His eyes are full of warmth, but his grip on your hand is painful and unwelcome. You bite your lower lip and nod your head.

Slowly taking another spoonful and savoring the rich liquid, you’re aware of Jungkook’s gaze on you. You absentmindedly massage your hand.

“Did I hurt you? I’m sorry! I’ve just-I’ve never met someone like you before.”

“What do you mean?”

“Jungkook, come here right now!” You both turn to Hoseok, he looks at you coldly. Jungkook jumps up and runs towards his brother, leaving you perplexed.

Namjoon sits by your side filling the spot Jungkook left behind. “How are you feeling?”

“I’m still confused...What is this place? How long have you lived here? How do you leave to get supplies-”

“Eat first and then we’ll talk about what happened.” He nods to your unfinished soup and gives you a crescent eyed smile. Namjoon feels sorry for you.

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You come back from emptying your bladder and you can hear the men arguing in the distance. “You’re not letting her stay here, are you?! She’s like a walking target, I can smell her from here.” Hoseok gestures in your direction as you hide behind a tree.

You sniff your shirt. Do you really smell that bad? It’s true you haven’t taken a shower in days, but you don’t smell, do you?

“Why can’t we keep her? How is she going to defend herself? She probably doesn’t even know how to fight! Do you know how to fight, y/n?” Jungkook calls for you. It startles you, you go ahead and take a peek from your hiding place and all three of them are already staring at you.

“I-um-huh?”

“See!”

Namjoon looks between his brothers trying to calm them both down. “Jungkook is right-” Hoseok scoffs, rolling his eyes, “What? No!”

“I’m still leader, and I say yes,” Namjoon growls, he and Hoseok stare each other down. It’s the youngest’s turn to try to calm the situation, getting in between the men.

“You know what? I’ll leave! Just tell me how you get off this island, okay?” You make your way to the three fighting men, you don’t want to be here as much as Hoseok doesn't want you here.

“You can’t leave,” Jungkook says quietly.

“What do you mean? How did you get all this stuff here?”

Jungkook winces, he wishes he could tell you everything, but that’s for his pack leader to decide. “We don’t leave anymore, no one does.”

“But there’s a way, you can show me?”

“There’s no way,” Hoseok says, annoyed at you.

You stare at the men incredulously. “There has to be a way! My boat wrecked, they’ll send a search party, we’ll be rescued.”

Hoseok lets out a snort, “You’re not going to be rescued from here.”

“What do you mean I’m not going to be rescued? They will send a search party, they have to!” Why do they look at you like you don’t know what you’re talking about? You know a distress signal was sent out right before the boat turned upside down. For you to have survived, this place had to have been close. And it wasn’t just you missing. There were others, others who had family, friends, people who would be looking for them too. There would definitely be search parties. It angers you that they would dismiss the possibility of your rescue so easily. You haven’t given up yet, are you expected to now? Just give up on your life? No fucking way.

“Tell me how you used to leave!” The men try to hide their pained expressions, pushing away memories they rather forget.

“Are you stupid? We said it’s not possible anymore, so it doesn’t matter,” Hoseok taunts you and you hate him for it, why can’t they just tell you! The men can sense your growing anger, feel the change of your emotions radiating off you, it just makes Hoseok feel vindicated. Your mind is reeling, you wish they’d stop saying you can’t leave.

You try to keep your words calm, “How long have you been here?”

“Years, decades...” Jungkook says. You feel your stomach turn at the information.

Namjoon sighs, he turns to Hoseok, sharing unspoken words. Hoseok gives Namjoon an incredulous look, but stays silent

Namjoon chooses his next words wisely. “This is not an ordinary island, y/n.”

The palm trees, the birds chirping, the waves crashing in the distance, it all feels perfectly normal to you. And yet you feel dread start to creep upon you at his words.

The leader chews on his words, “It’s...dangerous...there’s...beasts...animals,” the three exchange glances, “There are really dangerous animals you have to watch out for at night.”

You don’t understand why he says the warning so ominously. What the hell kind of dangerous animals would be on an island? “Like cougars? Wolves?”

“Yes, big bad wolves that will eat you up.” You frown at Hoseok’s mocking tone. The man must be the most irritating person you’ve ever had to deal with, and you’re stuck on an island with him!

“Thank you for saving me, but I need to be alone,” you mutter, turning to run, but Jungkook is already by your side in a flash.

“It’s not safe!” Jungkook pleads at you.

“Let her go, let her see for herself!”

“Hoseok!” Namjoon’s booming voice makes his brother back down. He crosses his arms and glares at you but keeps his mouth shut.

“I’ll take my chances,” you mutter. You run away from the men towards the sound of the ocean.

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You sit on the beach, wondering if it’s the same place you woke up from not too long ago. How your feelings have changed. You don’t know if you’ve suddenly found a new resolve to survive just to spite that asshole Hoseok.

You listen to the waves crash. What are you going to do? You don’t want to admit it, but you need them. You have nothing. You know nothing about this place. Thrown into this new world that apparently according to them you’ll never escape. You feel tears rolling down your cheeks. You’re angry at yourself for crying yet again. Crying won’t help you get any closer to home, but it feels good to just release.

You decide to walk down the shore, not before taking a stick and shoving it into the sand to find your way back. It’s beautiful here. The trees are lush and the water is sparkling blue. What are you going to do? You don’t want to go crawling back to them, but how do you catch fish with no fishing pole? How do you find drinkable water, or build yourself a shelter like them?

You could just steal what you need from them, you think. It would serve him right, that annoying bastard. The thought makes you quietly laugh. Someone so ugly inside does not deserve to look so attractive outside.

You sigh, they were all so handsome, you were not used to men looking like that so up close, showing off their tight muscles so nonchalantly. Trapped on an island with three jacked men, you guess it could be worse. One of them hated you already, getting on their bad side would be a fatal mistake. Especially Jungkook, you think, acting so cute like a puppy. No, you couldn’t betray him like that.

You walk for miles, trying to build a map of the shore in your head. You’ve found coconut trees, a turtle nest, and a pathway you’ll try to explore another day, hoping it will lead to fresh water.

You walk until pink and orange cover the sky, signaling your time to turn back. You’ve decided to suck it up and ask them for one more night of shelter, and if they refuse you guess you can always sleep on the beach.

Your walk back remains uneventful, but the lower the sun goes, the more uneasy you start to feel, the darkness reminding you of that night of the storm. But instead of feeling helplessly alone, you find yourself having a nagging feeling that you’re being watched. This couldn’t be the “creatures,” they were talking about, right? It’s not nighttime yet, you still have some time.

A twig snaps close to you, you turn your body to face the noise. You can’t see anything but trees. You don’t have a weapon, so you search for a fallen branch you could use, hesitantly walking closer to the treeline.

When you bend down, you hear another branch snap. You look up and see a man sitting on a tree stump, studying you, smiling down at you. You fall back and hold the stick in front of you like a shield. How did he move so quickly?

The man has sharp features, he’s thin and pale. He’s beautiful, so different from Jungkook, Namjoon and Hoseok. The three of them were rough around the edges, masculine and strong, but this man looked delicate, gentle, unthreatening. His hair is long and frames his face, it’s the lightest shade of blonde you’ve ever seen, almost silver. His plump lips curve into a smile as he squints at you and cocks his head to the side. “How did you get here?”

“I-”

“You should be careful, it’s dangerous here.” Everyone keeps saying that, but you’ve yet to meet someone you’re scared of. Even this stranger, he looks at you softly. How many more people will you meet on this island?

You let out a soft laugh. “So I’ve heard.”

“How did you get here?” He repeats the question.

“I um, kind of, just showed up. It’s a long story.”

He laughs, “That’s something I can relate to.”

“How did you get here? Are there more people? Do you know Jungkook and the others?”

He perks up at your last question, “You’ve met Jungkook? Is he around here?” He looks around hopefully.

“No, but-”

“Can you take me to him?”

You shift uncomfortably. “Y-yes.”

He hops off the trunk, landing in the sand so gracefully he doesn’t even make a noise, “Let’s go!”

“You haven’t-How do you know Jungkook?”

“He’s my brother.”

Now you’re really confused. “How long have you been apart? They didn’t mention-Are there any others on the island?”

He ignores your questioning. “It’s been so long since I’ve seen them. Please, please I just want to go back to them,” He looks at you pleadingly, inching closer to you.

He hopes you’ll take him to them, so then he can kill you right in front of them. How funny would that be, if he can get you to invite him in? Just imagining how upset that will make those useless hounds has him giddy with excitement.

Something doesn’t add up. Namjoon, Jungkook and Hoseok looked stranded, they looked like they’ve been stuck on a remote island all this time. Pants worn with tears, skin tanned from the sun. But this man looks pale, his clothes clean and new looking, no tears, not even a wrinkle.

“Where have you been staying?”

“I’ll show you, if you take me to them, I’ll show you all,” he promises. Empty promises to fool stupid humans like you.

You swallow down the lump in your throat. You glance towards the ocean, at the waves picking up momentum. The sun, a bright shade of orange sits in the far distance, kissing the horizon already, it’s soon going to be night. Should you really bring him to Namjoon and the others? It feels wrong, like a betrayal.

“Stay here and I’ll go get them, okay? I’ll be right back.” You turn to leave but he grabs your wrist.

He sighs. “Why can’t you just do what I ask? You’re going to be trouble, aren’t you?”

“What is wrong with you? Let me go!” You struggle against his hold but his cold fingers feel like a shackle around your wrist.

The kind sweet expression he wore moments ago turns into one of disgust, face twisting in a sneer as he looks down at you. “Ugh I can smell them on your skin. At least your blood remains pure.”

Blood? Skin? What the fuck is he saying? You feel fear seeping into your limbs and every muscle in your body is telling you, ‘escape!’

You kick him in the stomach and you yelp, it feels like you’ve hit stone. You fall back as he lunges at you. He puts his full weight on top of you, caging you under his body, grabbing your other wrist to hold your arms above your head.

He looks down at you and gone are all traces of the nice man you just met. You’re face-to-face with striking features filled with contempt and malice, sparkling eyes twisted in sickening glee. It devastates you, how horrifying and beautiful the man, no monster, on top of you looks.

“Now why do you have to fight? You’re not going to win, you know. I don’t usually play with my meals, but if that’s what you want…” He pulls you up as if you weighed nothing and drags your crying body to the shoreline, pinning you down again.

“Now let’s get that dog scent off you...” The tide rolls in, water covering your body as he holds you down. You hold your breath when the waves reach over your mouth, gasping for air when the water recedes off your body. He looks down at you smiling sadistically. The near full moon illuminates his pale face, his teeth sharp against his bottom lip, two fangs shining in the moonlight. You scream.

You kick your legs and struggle against him, fighting with all your strength, but he looks down at you unbothered, delighted. He holds both your wrists in one hand, the other finding the back of your head, pulling your head back painfully into the sand, stretching your neck to him. He groans, watching the sea water cascade over your throat as you struggle underwater.

His crushing weight is gone. You sit up gasping for air, wiping the salty water off your face. The waves push you forward as you try to regain composure.

Hoseok pulls you to your feet. It's the first time you’ve seen genuine concern in his eyes.

“Did he hurt you? Did he bite you?” He asks frantically, pulling at your shaking body as he inspects it.

You scream as the man crashes into Hoseok. They tumble down fighting. Your legs give out as you watch them, you feel so helpless to do anything.

“You stupid dog, what do you think you’re doing?” He laughs as he pummels Hoseok in the face, he moves so fast you can barely see his punches. Hoseok uses his arms to block the barrage of punches. “The night time is my domain, you should know that by now,” he laughs at him.

Hoseok grabs him, his knee finding his stomach, and he lifts his body, throwing the man off him. Hoseok gets up, shielding you.

Hoseok stares the man down with a smile on his face. “Don’t you see the moon, brother?”

He turns to you, “Y/n close your eyes.” You look into Hoseok’s eyes, he looks murderous. “NOW!” You cover your eyes with your hands. You sit blind, frozen in place. You hear the most inhuman noises, screeches and growls, cracking, tearing, yelling. You shudder and cry, but you keep your face covered.

Hands find your wrists again and you cry as they lift you up. “It’s me, let’s go.” Hoseok whispers.

You open your eyes finally, vision blurry from your tears, but you can make out Hoseok’s messy hair, his deep brown eyes. He lifts you up in his arms. You wrap your arms around his neck, crying into his shoulder.

---

“What happened?!” You can hear Jungkook’s concerned voice as Hoseok brings your trembling body inside.

“It was Jimin.”

You keep your head buried into Hoseok’s shoulder. His skin is warm, not cold like the seawater, or wet sand, not cold like that man, Jimin, a devil in disguise. Hoseok is warm. He protected you, he saved your life twice already. You wrap your arms around him, searching for more of his warm skin.

The only sound that can be heard in the house is your soft cries.

“I told you.”

“Save the ‘I told you so’s’ for later, Jungkook,” the leader sighs. “What happened?”

Hoseok holds you loosely in his arms, your body in his lap, He’s surprised you still haven’t let him go. He can smell your fear, it makes him want to track Jimin down and finish him off for good. “He was on top of her when I found her.” You hear two low growls, so loud it makes you shake in Hoseok’s arms.

“Did he bite her?”

You shake your head burying your face again into Hoseok’s chest. What kind of question is that? You remember Hoseok asked the same thing. You don’t want to think about it.

You slowly peel yourself away from Hoseok to face Namjoon. “When you said animals, you meant human animals, didn’t you?”

Namjoon holds your stare. He doesn’t answer you, only nods.

---

Jungkook hands you a white button down shirt and tan pants.

“So you do own shirts.”

Jungkook lets out a light scoff, trying to hide a smile. “It’s easier to shift without them.”

“Shift?”

“I mean, like, move around,” he corrects himself, his ears tinged pink.

“Does it bother you?” He gives you a sideways glance, “that we don’t wear them?”

You bite your lower lip, “Hmm I wouldn’t say bother,” he automatically flexes his chest, making your face heat up, “it’s distracting.”

“My body distracts you?” Jungkook cocks his head to the side in thought. He looks cute, the way he slowly puts two and two together. His shy expression makes you giggle. It feels good to laugh after everything you’ve been through.

“Okay, well let me change...stop distracting me.” you tease. Hitting his chest playfully. His hands find yours, holding your palm gently. Jungkook brings your hand to his head, resting your palm against his cheek. He closes his eyes and nuzzles into your hand, “I’ll protect you, I promise I won’t let anyone hurt you ever again.”

Your body feels hot, your skin burns under his touch. Your heartbeat quickens.

“Jungkook, let her change.” Namjoon is at the door, giving you a smile. The youngest resigns himself.

---

You walk back into the main living room, pulling the large shirt down over your bare legs. The men all look up at you, surprise on their faces.

“The pants didn’t fit.”

Namjoon clears his throat. “We’ll find another pair for you.” He gets the youngest’s attention, “Jungkook...”

“But I like her like this.”

Hoseok rolls his eyes, scoffing. You decide to sit on the floor with them, you pick a spot next to Hoseok, right next to Hoseok, letting your thigh rest against his.

“What are you doing?”

He already thinks you’re dumb, so you play dumb. “Nothing,” you give him a wondering look, acting innocent to what you’re purposely doing.

Jungkook moves his way over to your other side, pressing up against you. “Eat dinner y/n,” He hands you a bowl of food. Hoseok crosses his arms, sitting still as you and Jungkook finish your dinners. The leader watches the three of you, smiling at the sight.

After you finish you stretch your limbs. Lifting your arms above your head, yawning. The men can’t help but watch as the shirt rides up your thighs, much to Jungkook’s delight and Hoseok’s annoyance. You lie your head down on the floor, your arms behind your head. Your shirt just barely covers your body.

“Who’s shirt is this?”

“Mine,” Namjoon’s voice is gruffer than usual as he stares down at you.

“Thank you,” You lift the collar to your nose, inhaling the scent, pulling the shirt even higher. Sitting on the opposite side, if Namjoon wanted to, he’s sure he could see all of you if he just looked between your legs. “It smells so good,” you hum. You can feel their heated stares on you, their attention makes you warm all over.

You sit up on your elbows, you let your feet fall open, spreading your legs wider. “I don’t want to sleep alone tonight, I’m scared. Can I sleep next to one of you, if that’s okay?” Your eyes travel to look at each of the men, finally settling on Hoseok. He stares back at you in silence, challenging you to look away first.

“With me! You can stay with me!” Jungkook stands up excitedly, breaking your staring match with Hoseok by pulling you up with him.

“Jungkook,” Namjoon warns.

“What now?” Jungkook whines.

“Namjoon is the ‘leader,’ right? You decide,” you say.

You know they’re not telling you everything. The trauma you’ve experienced made you dismiss all the weirdness you’ve seen away, but you weren’t an idiot. The way they kept asking if Jimin had bitten you, the way Jimin called them dogs, Jungkook mentioning shifting, the growls you hear from them, the noises you heard behind closed eyes. You're sure you saw fangs, you're sure of it. You’ve decided you’re going to find out exactly what the hell is going on, and you’re going to start tonight. One of them is going to have to spill the beans, and if it takes seducing all of them one by one before that happens, well, you’re okay with that.

Namjoon studies you for an agonizingly long time before he finally says, “Y/n will choose.”

Who do you choose? Jungkook would be the easiest. Namjoon, he looks the most fun. And Hoseok, well, part of you really wants it to be him to be the one who breaks. You want to make him stop acting like he’s so above you, prove to yourself he doesn’t find you as repulsive as he acts, make him eat his own damn words. When he saved you, he looked at you so tenderly, so concerned for your safety, where did that man go? You want to find him again.

You look Hoseok dead in the eye. His eyes go wide for a second, but he quickly regains his impassive demeanor. “I choose…” you look him up and down one last time, remembering the way he held you close to him, “...Jungkook.”

Jungkook cheers beside you, lifting you up easily and throwing you over his shoulder before you change your mind.

---

“This is my room,” Jungkook drops you gently onto his bed, his room is scattered with paints and canvases. Posters of old movies, classics, scattered on the walls.

“Whose room was I in before?” you ask.

“Namjoon’s. By the way, can you-” Jungkook hesitates, “Can you wear one of my shirts instead?”

“Yeah, okay.” you nod at him.

He pulls a dark blue button down from his closet and hands it to you. You hold the material in your hand, coming up with a plan. You start unbuttoning the top buttons of Namjoon’s shirt, Jungkook turns away from you.

“Jungkook?” you ask, making him turn back in your direction. You continue to unbutton the shirt, letting it fall off your body slowly. “Remember when you said you shifted?” Jungkook bites down on his lower lip so hard he almost draws blood, entranced by the way more and more of your skin is exposed to him.

He inches closer to you, body moving between your legs. “What did you mean exactly by that?” The last button is unfastened and you pull the shirt off your shoulders. Jungkook falls to his knees in front of you.

You pull his shirt on, starting to close the bottom button when his hands cover yours, stopping you. “I can’t tell you,” he looks up at you, voice shaking, dropping his head to your naked lap. You place your hands on either side of his face, gently pulling his head closer to yours. His arms travel under your open shirt, securing you to his body.

You look into his eyes pleadingly, “Why? Please Jungkook, it will be our secret.” His face is so close you can feel the warmth of his shuddering breaths on your lips. You move backwards onto the bed with him still wound tightly around you. He lays on you, head buried in your chest, breathing in your intoxication scent.

“I can’t. I really really really want to tell you, but he won’t let me.” His large eyes look at you in earnest.

You run your fingers through his messy hair, tucking the strands behind his ear. “Who won’t let you?” He bites his lip giving you a pleading look, but you keep pushing. “Is it Hoseok, he won’t let you?” Jungkook shakes his head, mouth shut tightly.

“So, it’s not Hoseok. Okay, so it’s Namjoon?” Jungkook doesn’t shake his head nor nod, but his eyes go wide encouraging you on. “You can’t tell me because of Namjoon. Okay, okay. Thank you, Jungkook” You sigh, you guess you’ll just have to get closer to the leader somehow.

You pat the frayed edges of Jungkook’s hair down, feeling guilty for manipulating him. Jungkook, who’s always been on your side. You’re glad you chose him.

He pulls you closer, burying his head beneath your breasts, moaning softly. “Don’t stop, please.” You softly pet his hair. “There’s so much I want to tell you, so so much. I wish-I wish I could show you everything.”

You lift his head up, squishing his cheeks between your hands. “I wish that too.” You give him a weak smile.

“Can I kiss you? Please?” He’s so sweet, so honest. You nod your head.

He captures your lips in a needy kiss, tongue pushing into your mouth, wet and rough. You hadn’t expected his strength, his carnal sensuality, but it shouldn’t have surprised you. Jungkook’s face may be innocent, but his body is sinful.

He kisses you until you're breathless and keeps kissing you, stealing your air until you finally have to push him away to catch your breath. His mouth immediately finds your neck, lips feverishly meeting your sensitive skin. He sucks on the soft flesh, leaving dark circles across your neck, marking you over and over again, spurred on by your sweet whimpers, until he is satisfied there is no way the others can ignore his claim on you.

“When you said you never met someone like me before, what did you mean?” Your fingers dig into his scalp as he licks at your breasts, nipping at you. You feel feverish from his love bites.

“I’ve never met a human like you,” he moans as he travels down your body, head nestled on your belly and hands massaging your breasts. A human like me?

“You smell sooo good. I don’t know how my brothers aren’t affected. All I can think about is you.” He groans, nose pushing against your core, inhaling you.

You’re losing yourself to the pleasure Jungkook’s giving you. Your core pulses as his tongue swipes over your folds. You moan loudly, the possibility of the others hearing you making you even wetter. He licks into your heat and you shake with pleasure. With Jungkook teasing you between your legs, you’ll never get any answers. You pull on his hair to get him away but he moans, enjoying the pain, pushing his tongue deeper into you. You’re going to come before you can get any more answers.

“Please fuck me.” That worked. His head jerks away from you and he pulls you into a rough kiss. You can taste yourself on his tongue, you can feel his hardness rub between your legs, and you can barely think straight but you need answers.

“Jungkook, why-” he growls when you say his name, flipping you over onto all fours, pulling your hips up to meet his. He pushes into you so quickly you fall onto your elbows, screaming out in pleasure and pain.

“Yes, yes, you’re mine. You’re everything I’ve ever wanted.” His hips smack over and over again into your backside, he thrusts into you so hard and deep all your nerve endings tingle with pleasure.

Your plan is lost, your thoughts gone, conquered by Jungkook’s fierce passion. He’s animalistic in the way he pounds into you, pulling your body onto his without mercy. You can’t keep up with him, you can only try to hold yourself together as he moves your body against his until you’re numb with pleasure. You can feel him swell as his pace quickens, spilling into you and filling you up with his cum.

You cry out as he pulls himself from you, leaving you feeling empty and teetering on the edge of satisfaction. Jungkook grabs your ankle and turns you over quickly. When you face him, your breath is more ragged than his own. “I want to see your face when it happens.” Jungkook pushes his fingers into you, filling you up again. You moan as your head rolls back, surrendering to the pleasure he imposes on you.

Jungkook grabs your chin, “I want to see you, y/n,” he rasps, voice gruff and deep. You blink away tears as he presses the pad of his fingers into you, searching for the spot that makes you moan the loudest, and when he finds it he is relentless.

Your orgasm makes Jungkook hard again as he watches your jaw go slack, moans leaving you freely as your body tenses against his fingers. He wants to watch you cum for him over and over, he needs to see it happen again.

He moves your spent body into position for him again. “One more time, just one more time. You make me so hard, I need you.” One more time becomes two more times, until the mind numbing pleasure has you succumbing to sleep, trapped in Jungkook’s embrace.

---

“So did you get the answers you are looking for?” You had woken up early from thirst and hunger, maneuvered yourself out of Jungkook’s arms, quietly searching for food in a kitchenless house when Hoseok interrupted your hunt. You stand up from your crouched position and turn around, almost knocking your head into Hoseok. He doesn’t move away from you, crossing his arms over his chest as he gives you a dirty look.

You huff, it's too early and you’re too hungry to deal with him. “No.”

His eyes narrow on you as he takes in the marks littering your body, “I knew you couldn’t be trusted.”

“You’re a hypocrite. You keep so many things from me and you say I’m the one who can’t be trusted? I haven’t lied to you once, Hoseok.” His anger falters as you push past him, grabbing a mango that caught your eye and biting into the fruit hastily.

Hoseok growls lowly watching you. You’re a fucking tease, he thinks, letting the mango juices roll down your chin and drip onto your chest. He wants to rip his brother’s shirt off you. How dare you call him a hypocrite when you have no idea what you’re messing with. You’re still foolishly looking for trouble even after last night. He smells his brother’s scent on you intermingled with his own, from when he carried you back home. It’s nauseating. He hates it, he hates your sweet smell tainted with his brother’s. He hates you. He hates that you picked Jungkook.

“Wash yourself, I can smell him all over you,” he grunts.

“You have a shower?” You look up at him hopeful. He grinds his teeth, you’re supposed to hate him too, not look at him like that.

---

You didn’t know waterfalls were so loud. Swimming in the lake Hoseok took you to, with a small piece of soap in your hands, you move your way closer to the falls. You came up with a funny idea to wash your hair under the waterfall, like your own gigantic shower head. It didn’t work out as planned, the water almost drowning you in the process of your experiment. You somehow managed to be pulled behind the falls. You laugh, splashing underneath the curtain of water. You found yourself in a secret cave. It's amazing, you think, a hidden oasis. You wade in the fresh pool of water.

Yoongi watches you from below. No no no, why are you swimming into his cave?! He can’t imagine someone this naive managed to escape them. That pair of leeches must be dumber than he thought.

Yoongi is just going to have to come up with another plan.

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Hi I woke up from a nightmare and wrote this story instead of going back to sleep. Okay now I’m definitely going to go knock myself out for like a week. This is such a weird story with weird characters, y/n really does have no self preservation instincts lol. How do you like it so far? Let me know! <3

Armed to the Fangs series index

Summary: You grew up in the Hunter’s Guild, understanding that it is your sacred duty as a hunter to protect humanity from the vampires that lurk in the dark, draining the life from anyone unlucky enough to be caught. While making the rounds one night, you encounter Taehyung, a fabled born vampire - not that you know that when he tries to entice you into a dark alley. Next thing you know, you’re kidnapped and taken to their home, where you realise that all of them somehow crave your blood and seem to know more about your past than you do. Finding out about where you came from might be the key to setting humanity free.

Pairing: eventual ot7 x reader

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Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5 

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13 - coming soon!