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Pretty Little Flower | OT7

Summary: You were their flower amidst the dark.

Pairing: demon!bts x reader

Genre: Fluff, angst / poly!au / demon!au

Word Count: 3.4k

Warnings: none

“You awake hyung?”

Jimin hummed in response and cautiously turned to look, still aware of you sleeping against his arm while Jungkook walked in to greet him with a morning kiss. “Morning,” he smiled and Jungkook returned the gesture, foreheads touching as they shared another kiss, an eskimo kiss.

“We’re having breakfast soon,” he told the older man, “You should wake our little flower up.” Jimin cringed for a moment and he burst out laughing softly, careful to not stir you awake. “I hate waking her up too, hyung.”

“Only because she looks so precious,” Jimin sighed as he looked back at your peaceful sleeping state. “Will you help me?”

“Alright, fine.” The youngest walked away from Jimin’s side to slowly plop himself on the other side of you, where Taehyung had slept the night before. 

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Taboo Attachment

BTS

Park Jimin/Reader [F]

Genre: Demon AU, Arranged Marriage?, Copious amounts of fluff, Logically impossible tween stupidity, Incredibly dense adult Y/n, Jungkook’s a bit of an ass oops

Warning(s): Minor violence towards the end

Words: 18k 

Summary: Young innocence and an unhealthily stupid-lack of common sense lead to you accidentally summoning a demon on your 13th birthday. Somehow agreeing and forming some contract with the said demon, they disappear and so does your memory of it. 10 years later and finally financially stable enough to start college, you wake up with an ash-grey ring in your right ring finger. Despite your efforts, the ring will absolutely not come off. Now, all of a sudden your demon returns and apparently 13-year-old you got yourself engaged to this demon man.

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a/n: WOWIE I finally finished this monster LOL. It only took me months of procrastination (and several compliments from Cam lmao). Pls love Demon Jimin, he just wants to get married

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@angeltothecore @jong-yixing @geekybookworm1993 @hobi-sunshineee @skytime092 @gingerpeachtae

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Unorthodox

You can’t tell whether you’re fortunate or not to have a guardian demon who thinks it’s funny to go around looking like your idol crush BTS’ Park Jimin.

Writing Prompt; Everyone has a guardian angel except you. You have a guardian demon. He deals with things in a much more violent fashion, but much more effective.

guardiandemon!Jimin x reader

genre: fluff, a little light, a little anxiety inducing though given what will happen, minor mentions of death and blood but nothing too graphic

word count: 3.7k

Related works: Genuine | 3AM Demon | The Grinch Who Stole New Year | Distance and The Heart

A/N: I thought this prompt was so good for Halloween but….late to the party again…. LOLL Also this is a bit of a mental gymnastic but don’t think too hard on it. Also, BST!Jimin is forever the look™ and I’m still not over it.

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grabble: guardians

— summary: no matter what fight may try to tear you apart, they will always be there to protect you.

— pairing: demon!bts x reader

— genre: fluff, angst / poly!au / demon!au

— word count: 1.1k

— warnings: none

“Don’t you hurt a single strand on her head or you’ll be coming down to hell with me." 

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soft.

— summary: they loved you so hard they softened. and for that, they had to pay for their mistakes — if it was even a mistake. but it isn’t. loving you is never a mistake.

— pairing: bts x reader

— genre: fluff, angst, poly!au, dark angel!au, fantasy!au

— word count: 5.4k

— warnings: none

— a/n: inspired by mots7 concept photo 2

╰ soft / sweet / lovely

“Are you afraid of me, little one?” He asks you. Soft silver hair, tall and charming with a small subtle dimple upon his cheek as he smiles slightly. “Are you afraid of us?”

You look amongst the group, the darkness never able to hide the gentle eyes they look at you with. You shake your head and point at a void. “I am afraid of them.”

His brows crease. “Them?”

“The dark,” you say.

There is a soft silence that passes by, one that leaves your eyes tearful. You know what he is about to say and it hurts you before he says it. “If you are afraid of the darkness, then you cannot love us, my dear.”

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In which Demon BTS will do anything to make you loved and safe. 

Hearing the explosions outside, you don’t know whether to cry in relief or fear. The blindfold that has been tied around your eyes for days now has been stained permanently with your tears. You can’t see the people that stole you from your shared home, but you can sense their fear; the nervous pacing around the musky basement making it unbelievably obvious. “Who are your boyfriends?” One of the men asked you. His voice sounded terrified, not knowing how much mayhem would start if anyone were to mess with you until he actually did. An underling burst through the door, his short, scared breaths echoing throughout the cold room. “Boss, the whole town has been wiped from the map! It’s a wasteland out there! Everyone, everything is dead! They want her back, and will do anything to achieve that.” You chuckle quietly, surprised at the fact that your boyfriends went through that much extra work to collect you. Another explosion rang throughout the basement, this one sounding extremely close. You still flinch, even though you know you won’t be getting injured by their hands. “It seems they are done playing around,” You murmur, attempting to swing your feet back in forth, a nervous habit you have when you’re rather impatient. But the ropes tied securely around your ankles, binding you to the chair make it impossible to carry out that habit. “Playing around?” The supposed ‘boss’ faltered, a nervous pitch present in his tone. “I don’t know if you want to hear this, but my boyfriends, your mafia rivals, are demons. They could’ve teleported and collected me at any point in time. Well, after finding my location, and they seem to know exactly where I am. They are doing this to scare you, and to keep me feeling protected.” “Demons don’t exist pretty thing,” The boss taunts, playing with a strand of your hair. “It must be the fluids injected into your bloodstream.” “Suit yourself.” A hand is placed on your shoulder, the familiar heat of one of your boyfriends allowed you to sigh in relief; knowing now it would be over soon. “I would recommend letting my girlfriend go, right now,” Taehyung’s dark chilling voice made you shudder. The hand that was toying with your hair immediately retracted as he let out a squeak of fear. “You- She was right.” Taehyung hummed a sound of recognition and he lightly squeezed your shoulder, his thumb pressing light circles into your back. “Indeed. Now, this is what’s going to happen, I’m going to take my beautiful girlfriend home to heal, and the rest of my group is going to, well, annihilate this whole place. Understand?” Before he could respond, Taehyung placed his other hand on your other shoulder and teleported both of you guys home, far away from the mayhem that was about to begin. You’re not sure how they can teleport you along with them, you only know that they have to have both of their hands on you for it to work. And it requires a great deal of focus on their part; at least you’ve heard. As soon as you feel the soft plush of your living room carpet, you attempt to stretch your limbs but failed miserably. Your legs weren’t tied to the chair, the loose rope fell at the ends of your ankles, no longer holding you to the wooden seat. But your hands were bound to themselves, making you still held hostage. Taehyung quickly noticed this and took a switchblade that he always keeps in his back pocket, and carefully slices clean through the rope; allowing you to complete your intense stretch. “Are you okay?” you quickly ask. “We were quite a far distance from home,  teleporting both of us must’ve been tiring.” Taehyung doesn’t say anything for a moment, only gently removes your blindfold. You slowly blink your eyes open, first noticing the red luminance; his eyes glowing a brilliant red. Demons’ strength and power are represented in the brightness of their eyes. The brighter the red hue in their eyes is, the more power and stamina they hold. You’ve learned over time that Jungkook, your sweet boyfriend, who often goes to volunteer at the animal shelter with you, is the most powerful out of your seven boyfriends; overhearing Yoongi’s and Namjoon’s conversation once that he destroyed a whole race of demons alone. That thought at one point terrified you, thinking the horrendous things he could (or any of them) do to you if you caught them at the wrong time, but those thoughts were quickly shoved away, for they have proved their love and protection for you on countless occasions. “Love, for you, I will go any distance. I’m not tired at all don’t worry.” A pair of arms wrap around your neck and the mystery person gives you a light kiss on the top of your head. “V is right, Y/N, we love you too much to let a little fatigue stop us,” Hoseok clarifies, kissing your head once more. You giggle, cuddling into Hoseok, “My mafia demons.” “How bad are you injured?” Yoongi questions, lifting your arm to examine your body. You move your hair to the side, exposing a deep cut across your neck that drags along to your upper shoulder blade. The wound has attempted to scab over to start its slow process of healing, but in that process, it has trapped bacteria underneath; an infection almost promised. Seven pairs of eyes glow a radiant red, lighting up the dark living room in a red veil. “I got hit a few times along my back when I acted up, but none broke skin.” “Anything else?” Jungkook snarled, trying desperately to keep it together. “I mean, I got slapped for especially snappy comments, but I think the wound in my neck should be the main concern.” You glance up at them from the floor you’ve been staring so intensely at. Your boyfriends are just as furious as they seemed, their eyes a brilliant red. “Hey, it’s fine now right? Everyone’s gone anyways.” Hoseok shook his head, blinking harshly as he forced the crimson to decrease. He took your hand, leading you away from the other six. “I am going to fix up your shoulder, while the rest of them… calm themselves.” Sitting on the bathroom counter, swinging your feet back and forth as Hoseok examines your shoulder, extremely careful to not hurt you. “Love, I’m really sorry but I have to do the bite.” “Hobi no!” You cry out, tears filling your eyes. Demons have a healing element in their saliva, that works to kill bacteria and heal things almost like they were never there. “Hobi, it’s already closing up. That means you have to reopen it to heal!” Hoseok presses his forehead to yours, giving you a soft kiss. “I’ll make it as painless as I can for my baby.” You close your eyes, a few frightened tears sliding down your skin. Hoseok quickly kisses them away, before kissing you lightly on the nose. “I will never hurt on purpose, understand?” Not opening your eyes, you nod. Hoseok links his hands in yours before leaning over to your shoulder. You tense up, ready for the pain of his bite. “I love you,” He mutters on your skin before giving the scab a quick, sharp bite, reopening the wound just enough that he can inject his saliva. You let out a sharp heartbreaking scream that makes everyone in the house flinch; them all hating your sounds of pain. “It’s done. We’re done,” Hoseok sighs, grabbing the back of your head and pulling you to his chest. “I’m sorry I had to do that.” “I know why you did it. Thank you for saving me Hobi.” “We will do anything for our baby.”

Destroyer Of Worlds

; Jimin x Reader

; Genre: Angst

; Word Count: 2.1k

; Warnings: Character death, grief, violence I guess you’d call it, implied suicide

; Synopsis: For his whole life, Jimin has known an ancient power within himself that screams of danger and death. Passed down seemingly randomly throughout time, what happens when something happens and he loses control?

; A/N: This is just…something I guess. Just randomly thought of it, probably not good. It’s not happy lol. Listen to The Iron Throne by Ramin Djawadi from GOT Season 8 to understand the feelings behind this! As usual, not proof read cos it’s just a drabble lol

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Jimin stood in stunned silence, mouth open and eyes wide as he watched the scene unfold in front of him like it was a play and he was the unwitting audience. Unable to change what was happening, the script already decided long ago.

All sound seems to vanish as white noise infiltrates his mind, his limbs numb of feeling while his mind struggles to comprehend. His eyes are deceiving him, he hasn’t just seen you die in front of him. His best friend, the love of his life was not gone.

“Jimin…Jimin we need to go.” Taehyung is tugging at his arm, reaching through the travelling robes to try and pull his friend away from the scene. He was worried for him, afraid that something might happen to the rest of them.

He was worried for the wrong people.

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Hello Again❦ | Masterlist

⤳ Tʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ʜɪs ᴍᴀɴʏ ʏᴇᴀʀs, Mʀ. Pᴀʀᴋ ʜᴀs ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀᴄʀᴏss ᴍᴀɴʏ ғᴀᴄᴇs. Bᴜᴛ, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ʜᴇ'ᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀ sᴇᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ.

⤳ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ!Jɪᴍɪɴ x ғᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

⤳ᴀ ɴɢsᴛ, ғʟᴜғғ, ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ!ᴀᴜ, (ᴀᴛ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ) sᴍᴜᴛ

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tremble

❥⋆｡˚ viopera said:  May i request: tremble + demon!au please? Thank you 💕

˚₊· ━━ WORD PROMPT

[ tremble ] for a muse to tremble with anger while the other trembles with fear

genre: demon!au

pairing: bts x reader

word count: 1.0k

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“H..H-Hoseok…?”

The voice may be small and quiet, just barely audible for his own ears to hear but as it accompanies with a light shaking to wake him, Hoseok’s brows furrow when he slips out of his slumber and the light of the moon greets him from the opened curtains of those long windows. He’s lied on the sofa of the living room using its armrest as his pillow and sighs when he sees you right beside him shaking him awake.

“What?” He grunts, voice cold to remind you how he hates anyone waking him out of nowhere even if it means you.

“Hoseok I…”

At first he wanted to believe your voice was only small because of your fear and hesitation upon waking him up but when he takes a closer look to examine the petite body that sits beside the sofa with your eyes falling to your lap and avoiding his and the way your fingers seem to fiddle with the sleeves of your sweater as if to hide something, he props a knee up and sits up to quickly grab ahold of your forearm, noticing something is terribly wrong.

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Enchanted Midnight 1

Hello and welcome to my fic for The Creatures of Moonlight Manor created by @bangtanshadowfamily​

Thank you so much for accepting me in to this event!! I hope you enjoy this! 

I would also like to tag @yoongi-sugaglider​ who the ‘mother’ is inspired by. And a special thank you to @tatastaetae @tatastaetaemainblog for making the banner!! I love you both 💕

This fic may become a series, and feel free to ask any questions 

》Pairing: Demon!Jimin x Witch!Fem reader

》Genre: Fluff, supernatural!au

》Summary: After turning 18, every witch has dreams about their soulmate and will stop getting dreams after they meet. It’s been three years since your first dream, and you’ve always wondered how you’d meet him; after all, he is the last supernatural creature you think would be your soulmate.

》Word count: 1303

》Notes/Warnings: None yet

Masterlist is in my pinned post because Tumblr is being funny with links | All messages and requests are open <3

All rights reserved © Merakiiverse. Do not repost, translate, or claim as your own

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{Three years ago}

Standing in a ballroom of some sort you gaze around to find extravagant swirls of gold that curl around white pillars, the marble floor so polished you could see your reflection. It was empty; no chairs, no tables. A golden chandelier hung in the very middle, surrounded by intricate paintings of dark shadows fighting against white figures. Squinting, you find yourself questioning whether this was purgatory as you find that it looks like a fight of angels versus demons. Had you died in your sleep? Your heartbeat pounds like a maddening drum, as you start to shake. Surely this is just a dream, but at the same time, it’s so vivid. Looking down, you find yourself in the pyjamas you wore to bed, sock-clad feet threatening to make you slip on the shinning floor.

The tapping of shoes against the marble causes you to look up, gasping at the figure in front of you. Even when he’s stood meters away, you can tell that his frame easily towers over yours. He’s clad in a black tuxedo, gold detail lines the suit whilst a matching black robe falls gracefully from his shoulders. His silver hair falls in front of his face, brown eyes and rosy, plump lips adorns his face. The anxiety you once felt clears as if you were floating. This weird man calms you. Yet, you feel as if you shouldn’t because of what he is.

A cool blow of air rushes past you, making you shiver and you watch as a small smile paints his face - the first emotion you have seen him emit. Walking closer, you wait until he’s only inches away from you, the sound of his boots echoing throughout the ballroom. Up close you can see that he is handsome, even with a scar that is on the left side of his face, travelling from his jaw to across his nose. At the top of his horns, they’re red and slowly blend into black where they stick out from his hair. Brown eyes flashing blood-red occasionally, they sort of reminded you of your own eyes. He is vaguely familiar, but you can’t seem to think properly.

Gently, he takes your hands into his; it would bother you with how hot they seemed to be but, you weren’t concerned as it warms your entire body. It was comforting. “You need to wait for me, my love” he whispers, voice soft and angelic, you almost thought he wasn’t a demon. Yet, from deep red that swirls in his eyes, and the horns that curve from his head say otherwise.

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Stain Me

Summary: Hooking up with the most popular wizard of your college should be no big deal. Well, unless he summons a demon who is more than eager to join you.

Pairing : Wizard!Namjoon x Witch!Reader x Demon!Jimin

Genre : Smut. Fantasy.

Warnings : Explicit sexual content, Threesome, Demon summoning, Overstimulation, Swearing, Switch!Namjoon, Dom!Jimin, Switch!Reader, Dirty Talking, Oral Sex (f. & m. receiving), Fingering, Handjob, Light choking, Drunk Sex, Unprotected sex (don’t be silly, wrap your willy), Rough sex, Deepthroating

WC : 5.3k

Member : Rid || @taegularities

A/N : I struggled a little with this - but in the end, it worked out well! This fic is the third part of the group prompt “Hell of a Ride” - stay excited, there’s more to come! Also, some parts are inspired by the show “Supernatural”, the similarities are not coincidental. Thank you very much @biaswreckme for being such a talended beta!

taglist: @lurejoon @mimikookie​ 

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This was not meant to happen.

Not that you didn’t enjoy it – but if someone had told you this morning when you’d woken up that you’d find yourself in your current situation in less than twelve hours, you would’ve sarcastically thrown your head back and walked away with a wave of your hand.

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Lovely Demons (M)

Author: @kpopfanfictrash as part of the Nightmare on Tumblr.com collab with @underthejoon , @bratkook​ , @hobidreams​ , @junghelioseok​ , @jungkxook​ and @suga-kookiemonster​ 

Creative Contributor: @baebae-goodnight FOR THIS MOODBOARD LIKE. look at it. 

Pairing: Jimin / Reader (female)

Genre:  Fantasy / Enemies to Lovers / Princes of Hell!AU / Witch!AU

Word Count: 41,774

Rating/Warnings: 18+ for sexual content. Fingering, dirty talk, oral (female), condom-less sex (with mention of other protection), breast play. 

Graphic injuries occur to main characters throughout the story. There are action/fight scenes.

Summary:   As penance for a crime committed long, long ago, the Witch Council banished you to the feared Tholoss forest. Your sentence was one hundred thousand days of solitude – or death, whichever came first. Your only hope of salvation comes from the demon names routinely sent your way; creatures who escape the inner circles of Hell and pose a threat to the mortal realms. For each demon you kill, days are removed from your sentence. For years you’ve existed, biding your time, until one morning you receive a name which throws your entire world into chaos: the name of Park Jimin, High Prince of Hell himself.

[[ Lovely Demons Glossary ]] 

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I'm here for the drabble game lovely. Congrats on your milestone! Not surprised though.

Can I request...prompts 3 and 15 with Park Jimin. Can it have some angst and a fluffy ending please!? Thanks love 💜

~summary: when you hide yourself away, maybe the reaper can bring some light Jimin x reader Prompts: is death that bad when he’s the face of it & have you eaten? and had water? the normal human being things ~word count: 653 ~fantasy, reaper!Jimin, established relationship, angst, fluff Rating: pg15 Warnings: depressive behaviour, reader neglecting herself, mentions of death, dependency (but is actively discouraged) ~a/n: thank you so much Ley! you’re so sweet🥺💜as for your drabble, I really hope you enjoy it! You choices defo gave me a lot to think about, but when I got this idea I really enjoyed writing it x

Darkness was settled over the house as if it had always been there, light leaving the windows well alone as if the sun knew it hadn’t been invited. Only the faintest glow nuzzled through the curtains.

Even in the dim room, the outline of your form was visible. Well, the layers of duvets cocooning you were.

Staring uselessly into the gloom, you continued to let your body lie, utterly still.

Somewhere, you knew this wasn’t good. You shouldn’t continue this self-pity you had dug yourself into, but the weight in your heart refused to shift.

Another equally small, equally strong part as the angel on your shoulder, had some selfish hope of seeing Jimin again. The ache the reaper left whenever he couldn’t be with you was incomparable.

In such quiet, the merest sigh would interrupt your reverie.

But when one did fall in the air, drifting to you like fog, you were certain it was a mirage, something conjured from the longing you were steeped in. And so it wasn’t until a shadow passed in front of you that you blinked, looked twice.

On perfectly silent feet, Jimin stepped from the corner of your room. Having cast his piercing eyes over it already, they were now fixed solely on you.

Air streamed into your lungs as you finally pushed yourself from the pillow. You must have forgotten to breathe since you last saw him.

Without being touched, curtains fluttered aside to let the sunlight enter, pale and tentative.

Pushing your head up was already enough of a strain, dull claws dragging your balance away as your vision sparked. Flinching away from the light, you heard a light tsk.

“This looks an awful lot like a deathbed, darling.”

Soft hands, almost spectres, cupped your face. Vision returning as you looked into pale eyes, your lips fell open without words to offer him.

With a sigh, he pushed aside the blankets, mattress depressing as he sat with you, hands never leaving your face. Quirking a brow, he searched your face.

“Have you eaten? And had water? Hmm? The normal human being things.”

You could only chew on your lip, a breath of a laugh leaving you despite the guilt pooling in your stomach.

But Jimin didn’t let you escape him, gentle hands pulling you to him until your silhouettes left barely a sunbeam between you. Running his hands gently down your sides, Jimin’s breath fanned across your face as yours caught in your throat.

“I know a certain man who would be very upset if you were neglecting yourself.”

“Is death that bad when he’s the face of it?” you whispered, one finger tracing his jaw.

“It’s not your time, love,” his murmur came in response.

Your steady exhale filled the space between you, his words still sitting heavy in the air.

“I’m sorry,” you sighed eventually, “I’ve been trying…”

“I know, love. Now, about that food, hmm?”

At last, you were able to melt into him as he lifted you from your makeshift nest, light falling across both your forms as he moved to the kitchen. Setting you down, he pressed slow kisses to your forehead until you raised your face, lips finally meeting.

Your eyelids fluttered shut, indulging in taste of him against your mouth.

Reality unfurled around you once more as Jimin left one last kiss, lingering there before you found him replaced by the rim of a glass. Still, you discovered you had been craving water as much as him and gladly drank it down.

“Thank you.” You set the glass back at your side. “I missed you, Jimin.”

Another kiss, smiling into your forehead. Then he dragged his face down until you were eye to eye.

“And I missed you. But you already have me forever-“ light fingers pushed at a strand of hair before running down your face “-so make the most of this world for now, okay?”

Thank you for reading, and thanks again Ley for your wonderful request!!

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