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slight and short smut, mentions of smut, daddy kink lol, possessive ass shit, overprotective Jungkook, the smallest bit of dirty talk , profanity (uhm it’s your girls first time writing smut and pls don’t attack me on my skills oof)

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☉yandere!jungkook x reader☉

A boarding school. That was where you were going. On this long-lasting and never-ending trip, you were expecting something spectacular. After all, being cramped in a car with the smell of dead bugs in some taxi made you want something extravagant. Your mother rode in the front seat, chatting with the driver and if you had to tell your mother a piece of advice it would be to stop talking. The driver wanted nothing to do with her or her ranting about her beautiful baby daughter that’s growing up and finally leaving the nest.

“Honey, are you excited?” Your mother asked excitedly, jumping up and down in her seat. “You are going to meet such cool people.”

I tried my best to smile for my mother, but it was no use as the result was only some weird awkward grin.

“Remember focus on grades first, and then boys, and also don’t get too carried away with partying and call every night so I and your father know that you’re safe.” My mother was still ranting on, you spaced out soon after, and as time passed you could see the school towering over the many trees.

An odd place to put a school in your opinion. No other buildings were in sight, except for the tiny police station which was at least 3 miles away and it looked pretty abandoned.

“Be careful in there okay, you are far away from home and me and your father will be worrying about you every night and day,” She said solemnly, holding my hand. You could see tears brim st her eyes and you groaned, but you were trying to mask your sadness of going away.

“Mom, we aren’t even there yet, could you stop crying already?” I said teasingly, but I rubbed her hand in comfort.

“Okay, young lady this is your stop.”

I looked out the window with disinterest, but my eyes widened when I caught sight of the school in front of me. It didn’t even look like a school, Hogwarts maybe, but it was even more like a castle!

“Miss Y/n, I presume?” A young voice called out right after I stepped out of the car.

“Yes, and who are you?”

“I’m Jeon Jungkook, it’s a pleasure to meet you,” He said bowing respectfully. He seemed shy since there was a blush on his face, but he did a good job of brushing off his bashfulness.

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__Royal Scandal

original request by anon -  request yandere bts scenario that they are royal princes in love with the castle maid. Thank you in advance.

pairing [ prince/king member x maid/peasant reader ]

warning/s, mentions of [ non con/dub con themes, force feeding, forced  exhibitionism, pregnancy, humiliation, blood, death, murder, slapping, demeaning names, degrading social status, infidelity, oral (f. receiving),sub jimin, deepthroating ]

genre [ yandere, smut, angst ]

The following contains heavy yandere themes.please proceed with caution and consent!

14.02.21 - [ This is the only valentine’s gift I can give you angels this year ]

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_Kim Seokjin

“Tastes good?” with unconscious tears running down your cheek you nodded and stared into his onyx orbs as you tried to savor the rich taste of the soup he refused to touch a few hours ago, he pushed his fingers deeper to make you gag louder around it.he smirked at your agony and leant towards your perspiring neck to lick a huge stripe of it, making you wince.he pulled his fingers out and dragged the wet digits down to rest between your clothed breasts.

With a palpitating heart you waited for the mercy that was far away from your control.he chuckled and moved his lips towards the tears that were caressing your cheeks, “why are you crying? isn’t this what you dream of? to eat something good for once?” you sobbed harder at the brief mention of your mistake.your eyes trained down to the fine leather of his boots before being forced to look back at his alluring orbs once again when he squeezed your cheeks and slammed you against the wall behind you.

“You stole my food as a lowlife bitch, do you know how I can punish you for that?” you screw your eyes shut and hoped for someone to walk in, even if you were going to be blamed for being close to the king himself let it be, all you wanted to do was get out of his grip even when it did send tingles down your spine.he squeezed your cheeks harder together to leave a temporary mark as the other hand moved among his scattered food to pluck a grape out of it’s bundle.

He separated your cheeks for a bare second to push the fruit in with ease.he didn’t bother caring about you chewing or swallowing it as a whole when he forced your parted lips to close.”but I will do nothing my love” he didn’t allow you any time to react to the adored name he chose for you since he was stealing your concentration away by moving close once again to hover his plump lips over your quivering pairs this time as he whispered a deathly favor, one you cannot deny nor accept.

“I will feed you instead, until you plead your king to stop”

_Min Yoongi

The harsh slap to your tear stricken cheek had you facing your lover’s distorted face with a pained smile.a loud sob escaped his busted lips but you only dropped your fractured arm from the ripped mattress in futile attempts to reach to him for one last time but like your guts had warned your hand was yanked back and pinned next to your bleeding scalp.

“Fucking in my castle?” the king’s voice was just as deep and ruthless as his thrusts.he glanced up from your bulging tummy to the alluring orbs he ached for.even with your body shaking, the tears flowing with no break and your entire being bleeding you still had a smile painted on for your lover.

A proud smirk made its way to his lips when he gripped on your discoloring jaw to make your stoic eyes to meet his gleaming ones.”moan for me” you heard him clear through his grunts yet you only stared back at him void of emotions he dropped his smirk but brought it back as a strangled one and continued to fuck you deep enough for you to feel the hate in your guts.”act like you are desperate for me” his command had your lover sobbing harder, the ministers lowering their heads deeper and you to grow numb in pain and humiliation.

“D-don’t do it” even if your lover had said otherwise you wouldn’t have heeded to the king’s command.yoongi scowled at your dying sweetheart for a bare moment to spit on one of his open wounds.he held his gaze and moved the monogram silk of his robe to give the passing man a glimpse of the body and holes he once worshiped be ruined for the last time.

“You won’t meet your desired death unless you give in”

_Jung Hoseok

You weren’t ashamed of the moans your dear king was pushing out of you.a  moan escapes as his length hits all the right spots.even in your delirium you couldn’t help but let your eyes linger towards the bound and whimpering queen in the corner of the room.

Your smirk was evident as you looked into her eyes when your legs wrapped itself around his waist to pull him closer to make him grunt in your ear, “o-oh darling you feel like everything I have ever wanted” hearing such loving words fall out of her husband’s mouth for a woman who shouldn’t have stood a chance with him made her ache in agony.

A whine of surprise escapes when his careful thrusts turn into relentless and powerful ones.he drops his hand that previously held your waist to your enlarged clit , a shuddered breath leaves you and you completely disregard the queen shouting for help after spitting her gag out, “s-shit, your going to look prettier when I’m done-fuck!”

His low growls cover your moans when you felt your walls being coated white but it didn’t seem like he was going to let his pounds stutter as he only used his release as a chance to slip deeper in you.he was ruining the velvet he laid you in but that was the last of his concern, “y-you slut, you have no idea what I’m going to do to you” the queen’s words failed to go through you as hoseok only threw your legs over his shoulder to push all of himself in you.

“She’s dying first thing in the morning, you will take her place from there my love”

_Kim Namjoon

For you, the words that were imprinted on the paper was genuine love from the king, each word bleeding from his own heart, not a verbatim of the royal poet’s stolen sonnet.the king’s emerald and gold clad fingers ran through your back softly to rip the rags you were clothed in away.his plump lips made sure to move along each bit of your exposed skin, “all for you” he whispered when he saw your eyes skimming through the unfamiliar words.

“So you could be my one” you couldn’t help but smile wide as you let him strip you.he let his lips linger against your bare shoulder blades his nose indulged in the warm smell of daisies that emitted from your hair.he hummed and rested his lips in your hair as he brought the hand that was holding onto your waist sluggishly to trace the lines of your collarbone.

Your dress being completely ripped off echoed through the library but you only softly gasped to yourself at the abrupt action, “do you want to rule the country with me?”he took your excited gasp as a permit to run his calloused hands over your unmarred skin.he earned an almost inaudible whimper from you when he started to suck on your skin with no notice.but you wanted to give the man everything so you shifted from his lap and held onto his thighs as you dropped down on your knees.

He laughed a short lived, unbelievable laugh as he watched you struggle alone with his trousers, his scabbard and cock, evident that this was the first ever time you would be taking someone down your throat.he was taken aback when you wrapped your inexperienced mouth around his length and ran your tongue over the protruding veins in desperate attempts to satisfy your king even when his promises were white.

“You only belong here, on your knees, all for me”

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Pairing- VampireKing!Jungkook × Human!Reader

Genre- Arranged Marriage AU (Sort of?), Enemies to Lovers, Soulmate AU

Summary- Jeon Jungkook was known to be a tyrant, destroying anything and everything to get what he wanted. And this time, he wanted you.

Warnings- Mentions of blood, gore and murder scenes, eventual smut, JK is definitely a hard dom and mad possessive, vampire bites and blood sucking.

A/N- Even though I have tagged the people who asked to be tagged, there will be no taglist for this series from here on. I only tagged you guys to sort of let you know this series has started. It's a big struggle to keep all those usernames up to date so you might wanna turn on the notifs :)

Please find the introduction to the world of Amour Mort here!

You ran through the forest, tears in your eyes making it difficult to see the path ahead, but you could tell you were venturing deeper into the more dangerous side. At the back of your mind, you were very aware that you shouldn’t be here past midnight, and that if someone found you breaking curfew, you would probably be executed by the throne, thinking you were some sort of rebel revolting in the recent uprisings. But all of that paled in comparison to the despair gnawing at your soul.

The branches clawed at your skin, leaving angry red marks, but you didn’t slow down, only realizing you had come here barefoot when tiny stones began hurting the bottom of your feet. You were being chased—not by a person, but by your own thoughts and the relentless ache in your chest. Your father’s words would not stop playing in your mind, your palms pressing against your ears as you closed your eyes in an attempt to silence his voice.

"You're nothing but a burden to me. I wish you had never been born!"

Suddenly, a sharp pain seared through your right foot, sending you stumbling and falling to the ground with all the air being knocked out of your lungs. You winced, letting out a whimper as you managed to look back, gasping at the bear trap that had clamped around your foot. Its teeth dug into your flesh, and blood pooled on the dead leaves beneath you.

“No…” you cried out, sobbing at your misfortune, the pain from your wound shooting through your leg in waves. A thought came to you: maybe this is how you die, completely alone and unloved, with no one to care that you weren’t at home right now.

‘That’s not true! Lila cares…’

Your mind screamed at you, your sister’s pretty face popping into your head. Well, this was true; your sister did care about you. But really, there was only so much she could do when your father did not even acknowledge you as his daughter. You still remembered the party where a guest mistook you for a maiden working in the mansion. It had truly hurt you, but there was nothing you could say, not when that is probably what your father wanted the world to think. A part of you thinks he hates you because your mother died just five days after you were born, but how could you, a mere baby, be at fault for that?

Gathering all your energy, you began to drag yourself to a tree nearby, wincing and whimpering with every wave of pain that washed over you. You could even feel the burn on the skin of your forearms where it rubbed against the rocky and muddy ground, convinced that the sleeve of your dress was beginning to tear. Were you even going to make it back home? Did you even want to make it back home?

Upon reaching the giant tree, you pushed yourself up, managing to rest your back against the trunk, finally getting a good look at the steel trap wrapped around your foot. Meant for animals, it was likely a tool for the poorer vampires who couldn’t afford human slaves and fed on animal blood instead. It was the one law that favored humans: vampires were forbidden to feed on them freely. But nonetheless, it was always the innocent ones who had to pay the price. The night-walkers were given the gift of strength and brutality that they used against the weak, be it you or an animal.

Your chest rose and fell quickly, your breathing growing harsh, and your vision growing blurry. It was the blood loss, and you couldn’t even feel the pain anymore. Either you were getting used to it, or your body had started focusing on the fact that you were dying instead. Whatever was happening, it was not good, and you had no idea how to help yourself.

“You shouldn’t be here. Not at this time.” A voice broke through the darkness, making you jump in surprise, your eyes immediately landing on a man’s silhouette standing just a few steps away from you. Your heart hammered in your chest, and, swallowing thickly, you pressed yourself further against the tree, hoping that would make you disappear.

Was this someone who was going to turn you in? Maybe the cause of your death was going to be execution and not a bear trap?

Your silence only prompted the man to move closer to you and into the moonlight filtering through the trees, your lips parting as you took in his face. He was truly breathtaking, with black hair that fell across his forehead and eyes that seemed to pierce through the night. There was black ink peeking at you from under the collar of his black shirt on his neck, more patterns emerging from under his rolled-up sleeve right up to his knuckles, making you wonder just how much of his body was tainted like this.

“N-neither should you,” you said bravely, though your voice was small and weak.

He chuckled in response, making you purse your lips as you watched him kneel down beside you, your body subconsciously shifting backward even though there was nowhere to go, every single thought in your mind long gone in the presence of this man.

His eyes slowly moved across your body, taking in your tear-stained cheeks, your tattered dress, and your bloody foot, tutting at the condition of your wound.

“This is why you shouldn’t be here, little human,” he said, your eyes widening as you caught a hint of amusement on his face, your blood running cold at the realization. Your breath was caught in your throat, and you were suddenly very aware of the blood you were soaked in, your eyes nervously flitting between him and your poor foot. If you had to die, you didn’t want to do so at the hands of a vampire. In fact, you couldn’t even imagine the pain that was probably about to suffocate you when he ripped your heart right out of your chest.

“Please don’t kill me,” you begged, staring into his eyes with tears in yours, shaking your head when he smirked and leaned in closer to you. Closing your eyes, you let the tears fall freely and turned your face away from him, his breath fanning your neck and making you whimper.

“You must taste exquisite.” He inhaled deeply, your chest heaving as his words made your heart thump harder in your chest. This has to be it. He was going to drain your body right now, and no one was going to find out ever.

Preparing yourself for the attack, you closed your eyes shut and gripped the skirt of your dress, thinking about your family for the last time before your life was taken from you.

“But I’m not going to do that.” Came his voice, your eyes slowly opening as you glanced over at him, noticing the sudden distance he had put between the two of you. A frown etched on your forehead, your tears drying up on your cheeks as you processed his words. He was not going to hurt you?

“I’m too old to lose control over a bit of blood.” He gestured nonchalantly towards your foot, shocking you at how he thought this was just a bit of blood. You were literally going to pass out soon.

“Wh-why are you here?” you stammered, biting your tongue when his expression hardened, his eyes sending daggers your way and letting you know that you shouldn’t have asked him that. Silence engulfed you both, your eyes failing to look away from him. It was almost as if he was holding you prisoner under his gaze, a flash of guilt disappearing from his dark eyes as soon as it came.

“I had to get away before they caught up to me,” he confessed, a cool breeze ruffling his hair as he stood up and stared down at you, his eyes reading the confusion in yours.

“Who-”

“My sins,” he responded before you could even ask, his thick boots crunching the leaves on the gravelly path as he walked in front of your stretched-out leg and sat down on one knee. A flash of lightning struck through the sky at that very second, as if to show that the heavens had heard his confession too. And when the thunder illuminated his face, you could swear you had seen the very face of evil.

“Are you scared of me?” he asked, tilting his head as you swallowed thickly, shaking your head hesitantly. But you knew he didn’t believe you when he let out a small laugh. It sounded bitter to your ears, like he was mocking you for being so weak yet trying to fool him at the same time.

“Well, you should be.” In one quick motion, his hand ripped apart the trap into two pieces, your flesh being freed from the sharp claws that were jammed into it. Dots filled your vision as your lips parted in a silent scream, your chest hurting as if you were having a heart attack, and maybe you were because you felt your body go limp as your eyes rolled back into your head.

Strong arms held you before you could hit the ground, your head suddenly resting against a firm chest as your breath came out all raggedy. You could feel sweat beading on your forehead, your body not having any energy to even let you open your eyes for a second.

“W-why…” you breathed out, your voice a bare whisper in the night. And the next thing you knew, you felt a hand pressing against your lips before a metallic taste filled your mouth. With all the energy left in you, you opened your eyes wide and grabbed the tattooed arm feeding you blood, your attempts at pushing it away failing miserably.

“Sshh, you need this. You need me,” the vampire whispered above you, his chin resting atop your head as he ran his free hand through your hair. Knowing that you couldn’t fight him off, not like this, you gave up and swallowed the disgusting liquid that made your body feel warm all of a sudden. You could hear your heart pumping and your breathing steadying as the blood worked its way into your system, your senses sharpening, and your strength slowly returning.

After what felt like an eternity, he pulled his arm away, and you let out a string of coughs, gasping for air while the awful taste lingered on your tongue. It was truly ironic how the blood of someone dead could heal a living being. How a killer could give life to someone. And you were sure that this man who had saved your life was a killer too. Why else would he talk about his sins catching up to him?

“What did you do that you had to run away?” you asked as soon as you found your voice, your tired eyes glancing up at the man holding you. His eyes flitted between your eyes and your lips, sending shivers down your spine when he brought up his thumb and rubbed away some blood from the corner of your mouth.

“What’s your name?” He avoided your question smoothly, pretending you hadn’t spoken a word to him. Frowning, you thought about it for a moment, wondering whether it was a good idea to tell him who you were. But at the same time, you weren’t a very valuable human. There was really nothing he could want from you that would make him hunt you down.

“Y/N,” you said, averting your gaze to your foot, which was now void of any wounds. Your skin looked completely smooth and untouched except for the dried blood staining it, leaving you staring in awe.

“Well, Y/N,” he started, regaining your attention, “you’re gonna find out tomorrow.”

You frowned at his words, wondering if this implied that he was going to see you tomorrow to tell you what sin he had committed. Too lost in your head to notice that he had stood up, you saw him offer his hand to you. Your fingers hesitantly took hold of his cold ones. With ease, he pulled you up as you slightly lifted your dress and examined your foot, pleased with the fact that there was absolutely no pain anymore.

“This is-” You turned to glance at the man, only to be met with darkness. The vampire was gone, the forest was silent, and you were alone once again.

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