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he too was a tempter
Note: I binge wrote this in like two days? Probably lots of typos and it had potential to be better but I am a G L U T T O N. Inspired by the MOTS: 7 concept photos, BS&T’s MV, I accidentally started quoting Damien in this, and by the lovely piano piece Gymnopédie No. 1 which serves as great background music for this fic!
↳ Summary: You have lived over thousands of years, watched civilizations rise and fall, yet even in the modern era where anything is possible; you choose to reminisce your past life through the beautiful painting Fallen Angel, memories bad and good swirl in your head as you remember the beautiful Raven that you gave it all too. Was he truly worth your fall from Grace though?
↳ Pairings: Demon!Taehyung/Angel!Reader, MinJoon
↳ Word Count: 22.8k
↳ Genre: Enemies to lovers technically, supernatural AU, strangers to lovers if you squint, forbidden love, biblical AU, fallen angel!reader, angst, fluff, SMUT, taehyung is referred to as raven almost the whole fic, pagan!Namjoon/Jimin, vampire!Jungkook, witch!Seokjin, bard!Hoseok that may or may not have been based off of Jaskier from Witcher god bless, werewolf!Yoongi, they reek chaos when they’re all together,
↳ Tags: this week on missy is going to hell, soft dom!Taehyung, big praise kink, size kink, monster cock Taehyung that is all, MC gets turned on when her wings are touched, virgin!MC, corruption kink, oral sex (female receiving), vaginal fingering, multiple orgasms, mating, dirty talk, virgin kink Oop-, lil bit of possession, nipple play, forced orgasm, cumplay, cum eating, it’s all fun and games until Tae puts it in, penetrative sex, degradation, like LOTS of dregradation, Taehyung sounds possessed at some point? Rough sex, knotting somehow got included in this? Breeding kink if you squint, facial slapping, spit play, Taehyung goes hard dom eventually, unprotected sex but condoms didn’t exist back then? Pls wrap it before u tap it y’all don’t got that excuse.
‘He too was a tempter, he too was a link to the second, to the evil world with which I no longer wanted anything to do with’ - Emil Sinclair
The museum was lively, the crowd bustling and the warmth of the day had everyone in excitement, ready to get out of the house and into the great big world. Your eyes sat still on the painting however despite the many bodies that passed you, vivid colors of pleated skirts, leather jackets and you could even spot a red trench coat in the corner of your eyes.
Many eyes traveled to your figure as well, still as a lily pond on a foggy morning, filled with the same beautiful, yet haunted features. You were there but many wondered if you really truly were, mentally speaking. Yet you could only take in the the paintings details, it was hard to not reminiscence your life. Some say when on the doors of death, you could vividly see it pass by. Was that what this felt like? You weren’t anywhere near death.
Yet looking at beautiful painting, you couldn’t help but wonder. It wasn’t near as famous as some in this museum, but Fallen Angel, would always be your favorite. Perhaps because you too, were also a fallen angel, you and this painting were one in the same.
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