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ggukkiereads · 1 year
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So I am looking for story called Pied Piper i think, its Jk x fem reader... Reader is journalist trying to discover why children are suddenly missing in little strange town... aaaaand Jk lives in the town as an inn owner (something like that)?? I started reading the story but then I lost it 😭.. Do you have any idea who is the author? Thanks in advance 💜
🌷 Oh yes! I've been reading this too! But haven't caught up w the latest chapters and will queue this soon into my ongoing reads 💜. Please check @aredheadedmess for the link to the series chapters 😊.
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iceprincessviviane · 11 months
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Chapter 1 - Surprise.
Heritage series.
Paring: poly!BTS x Female!Shy!Skinny!Chosen!Reader.
Type: dark romance, horror au, soulmate au, poly relationship, slowburn, yandere.
Warnings: Horror themes, some religion themes (mostly demonic), gore, blood, manipulation, witchcraft, magic themes, death (side characters), mentionings of forced marriage, mentioning about past, loss, yandere, obsessive, possessive, swearing, low self-esteem,dealing with grief, sugestive content and silly jokes created by me. (If there is more to add let me know.)
Previous chapter. Next chapter.
Summary: The life can be suprising. Sometimes it comes out with an sudden love, some struggling or you can inherit something from a very distant family.
Author's note: so we are beginning. This chapter will be a little longer, if it is going to get out of hand, I'll divide it. This is a made up story, fiction so please don't take some information seriously.
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The small casket was standing peacefuly on coffee table, three pairs of eyes observing it carefuly. With it came a letter in neat envelope, with smell of lilacs.
"Are you going to open it?" The girl with black hair asked crushing the silence.
"I don't know... suddenly I get to know that I had distant living family."
"Well not family but a family member to be accurate." Third one said with a little frown.
Y/N and her friends - Blanca and Kate were staring at it around five minutes. The casket seemed like a item from another era. It was wooden with metal decorations and lock. The key was visible inside the envelope.
"You always stated that you like those old things, but now you are hesitant."
"Because it looks so unbelievable. First the letter with casket then call to the court in case of inheritance which I had never known from family which I had never met." Y/N said with little gruff.
"Isn't that your chance to have an adventure? Like the trip to another continent isn't a big of a challenge." Blanca said confidently.
Well maybe for her because in fact she was confident and sure aboit herself. Usually they were travelling in trio, but working on different fields made them seen each other less often. Last year they had wonderful trip to the Rome and before to Stambul.
Y/N bite a little lip, then reached for a casket and envelope. Her friend put head on her shoulders on each side. She opened first letter, as they could see the small key was there. There was a decorative paper, text was written by ink, person had a very old syle of writing, but Y/N liked it and even found some similarities.
Dear Y/N,
I'm sorry, that we are never going to met each other. I didn't know that I have even a distant family, as much as I know the officials from Grand Hillsam will contact you about the mansion. It's an old, neglected building which I was keep paying for because I had some family sentiment, not mentioning I was quite rich. Please keep this part of the pendant, that belonged to my grandmother, which was in our family for ages. I believe you have the second part. Let it protect you from bad things.
Aunt Lizzie
After reading letter aloud the silence has fallan upon them. Y/Ns eyes went immediately to casket. She picked up small key and opened it with small 'click'. Inside really was a pendant, small solar disk, currently below her sweater was a necklace with small cerscent moon.
"It' looks like separate part." Blanca frowned.
Y/N took them both and looked closely. It turned out the these could be combined and now the sunshines were going out of moon part, which was silver and sun was gold.
"It's beautiful." Kate summed up looking at it.
"I agree." Y/N admired completed piece, then put it on her neck.
"Did you talk with the boss? He'll allow you to go?"
"We kinda have no option. Luckily we've finished big project and I can do home office. I'll focus on daily tasks and small project, which don't need to a lot of communication with a team." She explained with little sigh.
"But where are you going to stay?"
"I received a call after submiting all files in court. I just need to pay for a flying ticket, then they'll pick me up from airport and drive to Grand Hillsam, there I am going to met all necessary officials." Y/N said furrowing her eyebrows.
"Are you sure you want to go alone? And besides that you are sure that'w not a scam?"
"Well the court checked all info for me and confirm it's all correct. The town is actually very nice to allowing me pay only for ticket. I will stay in the motel till the case will be solved. And well, I am kinda scared to go alone, but it's mine heritage and you are busy that time for first and second we don't know how it'll take, so I asked a boss for homeoffice."
"Well let's see at good points. You are going to see very old mansion and probably have time to wander around after work." Kate smiled trying to improve friend's mood.
"Thanks God it isn't winter. That season can be really harsh in those town." Y/N muttered.
"Oh yea you mentioned that it's kinda small town deep in the forest and mountains."
"That's right, I hope the net will be all right."
"Let's not worry too much. We'll help you pack and go to the airport, also you have to keep us updated." Blanca said pointing her finger at Y/N.
The trio smiled and conversation went on and on about the case, then about casual things. She wanted to leave in a week, so they wanted to spent all the time they could.
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Jimin stopped in front of neglected garden, which was in left part of whole mansion field. The grass was too high and stone path was now cracked and dirty. Trees has grown too much, no flowers in sight and vines on all stone walls, and some untreated big bushes. He frowned looking at all those mess and his chest tightened. How long this place was abandoned? Once beautiful now dewastated? Jimin narrowed his eyes and the plants started to disappear, like the life was escaping from the ground, unwanted vines were dying, grass cut itself and few branches fell from the trees then perished into dust. Some flowerbed formed with each kind of flowers, bushes shaped into tidy hedge. Fountain without the water got cleaned from moss and vines, path was now neatly lead into it. Behind it and where the mansion final wall was protecting the garden from outside wild forest submerged the sun clock from the ground. Jimin was content with his work, now the place was more familiar, more welcoming. He eyed the garden once more, when his eyes suddenly shone with crimson colour, black rose appeard almost under the behind wall. Jimin smirked and transformed into nightingale, then left the garden in a hurry, his job there was done for now.
Next chapters will be longer 💖
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jmdbjk · 6 months
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JK's listening party
THANK YOU JIMIN! for posting this on your Instagram.
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I am going to assume we'll get some behind the scenes eventually. Jimin looks amazing in his blonde hair. A mysterious hand coming in on the left side in the top frame...please reveal yourself.
Well, the circle is closed I guess...
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Everything is so bittersweet. Ugh.
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akookminsupporter · 7 months
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I hadn't noticed that Jimin and Jungkook's haircuts for their respective album/EP photos are practically the same. Obviously they styled them differently but not so different that you can't see the similarities.
I know this has been talked about a bit, some have given it negative 'interpretations', others 'interpretations' that have nothing to do with it but there are similarities or inspirations, I guess and I wonder if it was on purpose or if it was coincidence or they worked with the same team of stylists, concept artists etc., and that's why the similarities or if their teams just know them well and in the end Jimin and Jungkook are more similar than we think. I also wonder if they, Jimin and Jungkook, noticed it. Or if it was their idea.
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lesbianfakir · 3 months
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It is my god given mission to NOT draw fakir as a white boy idc what’s canon, this interview annoys me so bad
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[ID: rough transcript of an interview with Ikuko Itoh. Someone asks “since fakir is an Arabic word, does that mean fakir is Arab and/or was he intentionally made to look so, and if so why?” The transcriber writes “her response to this is that while in her mind he is not Arab, she wouldn’t rule out the possibility that fakir has Arab ancestry in his family tree”]
WHY’D YOU GIVE HIM AN ARABIC NAME THEN?? It’s okay mr fakir I won’t let her whitewash you
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pviscelle · 11 months
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Your Devil: A Doomed Catastrophe | MasterPost
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Pairing: Jungkook x Female Character x Jimin
Genre/Tags: Dark, Mystery-Thriller, Love Triangle
Word Count: 36k+
Status: Ongoing
Rating: Explicit
Content Warning: Explicit sexual content, graphic depiction of violence, mental health issues, character death, LGBT characters, mutual pining, and angst.
Synopsis: ❛Ours isn't a fairytale love, baby.❜
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New Year's or no New Year's, the infamous Jeon Jungkook had somehow found his way on everybody's tongue again. He always had.
But it wasn't due to his indifference or cold vampire vibes this time. This was different. Anyone could tell that, even the new employees.
Aera may have something to say about this difference too. Something that should not concern her but left her unnerved anyway.
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After eleven years since the haunting night at Winter Fest, fate once again weaves the story of Han Aera with that of Jeon Jungkook, an interior architect at Kim Enterprises. As lingering mysteries strain to emerge, their lives are upended when their past catches up, intertwining with the present and risking their future.
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seoul-bros · 6 months
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JK on the red carpet at Calvin Klein show
Not looking the most relaxed he's ever been nevertheless he is truly stunning in this understated look from the new line.
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Post Date: 19/10/2023
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human-psyche · 9 months
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HOUSE OF THE RISING RED.
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" for them, eternity could last an hour, and an hour infinity... "
title: house of the rising red
characters: jungkook x reader
genre: romance, dark, vampire!jungkook, slightly older!jungkook, mature content
about: when y/n's millionaire family faces bankruptcy, they are reduced to moving in an antique mansion on belle-île-en-mer island, property owned by jeon jungkook一 a so called distant relative whose mysterious persona preceds their questionable blood ties. y/n discovers there is more to the mansion, to the island, and particularly to the secrets surrounding the ungodly handsome jungkook, submerging herself in a history of the preternatural.
a/n: chapter one will be up soon, share if you like. also follow me for more bts stories and content, and feedback is much welcome.
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"Mr. Kim, I don't have time for stupid games. Step aside." 
"And if I don't?" 
"If you don't, we'll have a problem." the imposing presence of Jungkook makes itself known next to her. 
She feels his hand on her lower back, his fingertips sending a slight shiver up her spine even through the thin fabric of her dress. Y/n glances to him, he's an epitome of perfection, from the top of his styled hair to his formal suit, but his eyes are fixed on Taehyung in a challenging stare. 
Taehyung has the inclination to say something, it's clear this is not his first encounter with Jungkook. He doesn't in the end, swallowing a discontented gulp of his glass before walking away. 
"Are you okay?" Jungkook's head swivels to her. 
"I'm fine." she discreetly puts some distance between herself and the dark haired man, still avoiding to look him in the eyes. It's like he has such piercing gaze, searching for an inkling inside her that she's foreign to...
"Come, let's get you a drink. Don't just stand there all night." he grabs her wrist, not bothering with her evasion of him.
Her options are limited, she lets him maneuver her through the hallway and to a calm place in the foyer.
Jungkook whispers an order to one of the maids, not a minute later the woman's return bringing an iced, red colored drink with her on a tray that is unlike the champagne most other guests consume.
"I don't want alcohol."
"It's not. It's a cherryade receipe from Greece."
Satisfied with that explanation, Y/n accepts the glass, taking a few sips. The taste of sourcherries mixes a combination of sour, bitter and sweet, its fruity perfume offering it an aromatic taste. "Do you travel? Some of the items in the mansion are originar to other countries from Europe."
"You noticed?" he muses at her keen sense of observation. "Not anymore. I used to travel before old man Franco died and I inherited the mansion. I have to take care of business here." though that's not the entire truth.
"Aunt Charlotte told us you got your doctorate to the best university in France, why stay here when you could have become a successful businessman somewhere in a big city?"
"This island has sentimental value to me." his gaze dips upon her while she's glimpsing over the attendees of the party. 
Y/n sees how it lingers on the curve of her neck from the corner of her eye, his irises darkening imperceptively, and she's shaken back to reality: even if he comes off as an ordinary man, it doesn't change the peculiarity of last night's scene.
"I know this might offend you, but please stay away from my sister." she hands him the drink, finally confronting the unspoken issue. "She's interested in you but if you have ill intentions, I ask you to think carefully about this. I will not let you harm my family in any way."
Jungkook chuckles. "Brave little thing, aren't you?" his touch is edged with the tug of his lips upward, stroking a strand of her hair between his thumb and index finger. "Pretty, too..."
Her brows knit, he's not taking her seriously, yet it's not just because she's a girl.
It's because she's unaware of many things.
"But are you really worried for your sister or for yourself?" he towers over her, once again messing her unyielding composure. "Do you want me to stay away from her...or from you?"
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thatsmydaydream · 10 months
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The Investigation
Chapter 4 of Guess Who?? Series(yandere!bts(OT7)*Reader)
Guess Who?? Series masterlist
Warning: This story will contain yandere themes
Info: This story is a work of fiction and the characters or places mentioned do not exist in real life nor do I believe that any members of BTS behave in such way. Do not take this story seriously.
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“Can you recall what happened miss?"
"I was with Anna Myres when I heard the emergency alarm ringing we could also hear loud, hurried footsteps and someone screaming so I told Miss Anna to stay where she was and ran to investigate, I followed the sounds and reached the intern department but by the the time I reached there were no sounds anymore not even the alarm could be heard so I walked a little further towards the door where I discovered the body." You recalled the strange events of today but the officer still looked unconvinced.
"So you didn't see anyone??or any footprints, shadows or I don't know any clues at all??" The officer asked.
"No as much as I can recall I didn't see any kind of clue and according to me I think I was completely alone on the floor at the time." You replied.
"Okay, then. Why were you meeting with miss Myres at the time?"
"I wanted to know some specific details about a evidence of the case I am currently working on." You told him and it was it fact the complete truth but he didn't seem to believe you.
"Can you elaborate it?" He further asked.
"No, I cannot. Giving details to someone outside of the team working on the case is against the law."
The officer raised his eyebrows in shock.
"I don't think non cooperation during an interrogation would do good for your job, miss Y/N."
It was a subtle threat but a threat nonetheless.
"I AM cooperating to the best of my abilities but I don't think any details about an evidence from another case is needed here."
After the long hours of interrogation you had gone through you could not help but feel a little irritated by him, he was clearly trying to gain information from you that he had no right to attain and yet here he was trying to threaten you for it.
"And why do you think that? You are a important witness in this case and I need to know the exact reason why you were near the crime scene in the first place." He was trying to appear calm but you could tell he was starting to get annoyed through his tone.
"Then I suggest you follow the procedure for that. Get a permission letter, show it to the head investigator of the team, which is detective serye in this case, and I will tell you all the details you need to know." You said smiling, which was clearly fake, and it made his jaw tick.
"I already knew the procedures but thank you." He didn't even try to hide his annoyance this time.
"Great then but can I leave now?" You asked though you already knew you can now, he had nothing more to ask.
"Yes, you can and thank you for your time and cooperation." He replied not even trying to fake a smile while standing up and shaking your hand though he squeezed it a little too hard, you didn't hesitate to return the favour. He tried to hide his squirming at first before he gave up and snatched his hand from yours.
You smiled at him before exiting the room. There were still some high ranking detectives checking the whole floor for signs of break in, nearly the whole building gathered at the crime scene a few moments later and from then on every detective in the building is trying to find the killer with no luck, all they could find till now is from where the killer escaped which was a floor below the crime scene and till now no one could find how he broke in or what kind of weapon he used or even how he managed to trick the security cameras into a loop heck nobody even knows what triggered the alarm.
You  made your way to the elevator and down to seyre's office where you knocked once before entering. Seyre was just putting the receiver  back down when you entered but then he quickly stood up while gesturing for  you to take a seat and started boiling water at the coffee stand near his desk.
"I just got a call from Mr. Len, the main head of the case, and he said you are not a suspect anymore but you are still a witness so you are not allowed to take a part in the investigation that means you are dismissed for today but from tomorrow you will continue investigation on the cases you are assigned." He finished while placing a tea cup in front of you.
"So, how you feeling? " He asked, clearly concerned but thats just how seyre was a tough looking officer on the outside but a sweetheart for the people he cares.
"I feel fine, don't worry." You lied, you were completely exhausted both mentally and physically from the days events but decided not to worry him, he still had a long night of work ahead of him.
"Liar. How was the interview?" He questioned not buying a word of your lies.
"Exhausting. Mr. Han even tried to threaten me into telling him some details of our case." You told him while blowing and sipping on the tea.
"Mmmm. Chamomile?" You asked.
" Yes, I bought some a few days ago and don't worry about Mr. Han I've heard he does this often. He has not been the same ever since one of his case went wrong." He replied.
"Case gone wrong? How? When?" You inquired.
"Enough questions for today, you should finish the tea first then Petricia is going to drop you home." He said immediately shushing you when you opened your mouth to protest.
"You are tried today so just accept it." He insisted.
"Fine, I will just go get my charger from the break room." You said putting the empty cup down.
"Then just go to the parking lot she will be waiting for you there." He said standing up to give you a hug. "And take these with you."  He handed you a plastic bag from the coffee table, it contained a pouch of loose chamomile tea, a couple of lavender teabags, strawberry flavored cupcakes an some chocolates. You accepted them with a grin and bid him goodbye.
The corridors leading to the breakrooms were completely empty and silent, you just turned to the final corridor when you heard a light scratching sound, the empty corridor made it seem more eerie, the sound itself was creepy like someone was scratching something blunt against a rough surface. You picked up one charging cable from one of the charging points outside wrapping it in your hands, todays events still fresh in your mind.
'Anything can be a weapon in times of dire need'
The sound seemed to be coming from the breakroom itself now starting to become more persistent, more desperate. You slowly eased the door open as to not alert the person inside but as soon as a sliver of the door was opened your eyes landed upon a pair of whitish grey eyes surrounded by lashes covered with dried blood.
You stumbled back from the shock when you saw the familiar face ..........
"Aliza........."
She was scratching the wall with her nails, her nailbeds covered  in blood tons of it, it was  streaming down her hands and arms in thin streams then falling to the floor in drops staining it red.
Perhaps your mind was too weak to fight back the waves of fear and confusion and think rationally that when she ran out of the room through the other door you gave her the chase purely out of instinct.
You sprinted through corridors following the traces of her shadow, the sound of your feet slapping the ground a constant sound and in the middle of the chaos your mind could make out only one thing: the girl was making no sound.
Even as her feet slapped against the ground, even as the girl ran harder than you she was still making no sound. That's all you could think as you bolted through a door following her, locking the door behind you.
It was the woman's washroom.
You carefully scanned the area trying to find any traces of her before opening the door of the stalls one by one. There were no other windows or vents big enough to fit a adult body even one as frail as hers and yet you could find no trace of her.
You searched the area again and again and again yet you could find nothing but like a madwomen you tried again and again and again like a madwomen.
Maybe that all you were becoming, a madwomen or maybe you already are.
'I need to fucking get back to my senses.' You didn't have energy to analyze todays events anymore so you dragged your feet to the sinks intending to splash your face with some water, that's where you saw the milky grey eyes staring right back you through the glass .
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floradinterlunium · 11 months
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Jikook Unsolved Mysteries Pt. 1
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THIS MOMENT LEAVES ME ASKING SO MANY QUESTIONS!
I Know for most the biggest questions are: (1) Why did JK take JM’s tissue? (2) What did he do with said tissue (3) And why did he look so guilty taking it? 
BUT WHILE ALL VALID QUESTIONS, YOU WANT TO KOW WHAT MY BIGGEST QUESTION IS? IT’S WHY DID JIMIN THROW IT SO DAMN FAR IN THE DIRECTION OF JK IN THE FIRST PLACE? AND THEN LOOK BACK AT JK LIKE HE KNEW AND WANTED HIM TO TAKE IT??!??!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!? WHY!
Tell me what normal human being just grabs a tissue, wipes their tears away with it and then chucks it! And not just anywhere, like in front of him. NOO he chucks that sucker behind him towad JK! And then JK grabbed it! ADND JM LOOKED BACK ALMOST LIKE HE KNEW JK WOULD GRAB IT? DID JIMIN THROW AT JK KNOWING HE’D THROW IT IN THE TRASH FOR HIM? LOL
But if that’s the case I don’t think JK understood the assignment. The boy guiltily grabs the tissue and just like holds it. Did he think it was possibly a secret message in it? LOL or does he have like a Jimin shrine LOL
It’s given Helga Pataki vibesl🤣
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kanmom51 · 2 years
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cr./ @stopkookminpls
Another one of those Jikook mysteries...
JM’s reaction to JK talking about ripping his pants...really JM? And JK’s eyebrow raise...obviously they were having a moment there, lol.
I’m starting to think I should have a whole separate masterlist for these mysteries here...
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ggukkiereads · 1 year
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Hey Rosie! I hope you're doing fine and having a fun time! Has it started getting chilly where you live? It has over here and it honestly excites me so much 🤓!
If you're free and have some time, can you help me find this one fic? It's this story where Jungkook, Oc and this other girl are childhood friends but then Jungkook and Oc stop talking. So, the third friend tries to get them talk to each other but then she disappears and gets kidnapped.
I discovered this fic from your blog and I remember it being mentioned in a fic hunting post, so I tried following the tags to find it. But either I missed it or maybe it's a really old ask and hence even after much scrolling it didn't show up? Nevertheless, I'm sorry to bother you! But also, thank you so much for helping us find fics! ☺️💖
🌷 Hi Ash! How have you been? Hope things are well? And yes it’s been great. I am a December baby so I get extra happy once the last quarter of the year starts 😊.
About the fic you are looking for, yes! I remember reblogging this on my main and I think I added it to the last reading list I’ve updated. Here you go:
Gone @borahaerhy - series [8/?] | 33.1k+ | best friend au, to enemies to lovers, high school au, slow burn, childhood best friend, falling out, common friend Aria goes missing, mystery/some police drama involved in the story | a, f
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iceprincessviviane · 11 months
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Last will. - Heritage series prologue.
Paring: poly!BTS (Demons) x Female!Shy!Skinny!Chosen!Reader
Type: dark romance, horror au, soulmate au, poly relationship, slowburn, yandere.
Warnings: Horror themes, some religion themes (mostly demonic), gore, blood, manipulation, witchcraft, magic themes, death (side characters), mentionings of forced marriage, mentioning about past, loss, yandere, obsessive, possessive, swearing, low self-esteem,dealing with grief, sugestive content and silly jokes created by me. (If there is more to add let me know.)
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Summary: When old, lonely lady is dying, some mysteries are revealed, which none is expecting. Someone is going to take advantage of that for sure.
Author's note: It was around Halloween and I was getting inspired and decided to try something in good, old scary mood. I might be not good at it, so sorry! And it's based kinda of my strange dream. Action is supposed to be in northen Canada in make up city, this is how it was in my dream so I will let it stay. Sorry if that has no logic at all. Dream was really strange and first chapters are mostly based on that, rest it just written by me as continuation. Introduction is long and whole mansion is based on one from Tonb Raider series (Legend/Underworld). English isn't my first language so sorry for all mistakes.
Dedication for the @aris-ink meance (angel) which supporter me all the way along and mostly I'm posting because she gave me a wings 💖
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In modern office was sitting very old and elegant lady. She had old-fashioned dress and her white hair were in tight bun. Fine jewllery was on her neck, same was for wrist and ears. The stones were shinging in light of the lamp. She sat opposite young notary, which was writing somethine with pen on his documents. Dame was visibly getting impatient, her assistant was making meaningful glances at worker, but he didn't even noticed. After few minutes she sighed and tapped her emaciated on light brown desk.
"I am sorry ma'am, it has to be perfect."
She rolled her eyes and looked around. Office was big and bright, outside was raining heavy, wall of water and sometimes the sky was pierced by thunder. There was computer on the other side of the desk and big bookshelf filled by documents and books about the law. On the wall was hanging put some awards and certificates which notary finished successfuly.
"My boy, I am sorry to interrupting you, but in fact I don't have much time. I am going to die very soon and I need to do a lot." Old lady said bitterly.
"I am sorry ma'am." He gave her sympathetic smile and put down pen. "I have ended your last will as you wished."
Notary handed her document. She read it with little frown. It was strange for her, but the time has come and she had to take care of last things in this world.
"I have concated the curator of museum you have mentioned. He is thrilled by your proposition and agreed to all your terms."
"I am glad then. I hope this will do good for next generations." Old lady smiled warmly.
"But there is one problem. Being specific about the mansion in Grand Hillsam." Man said looking at the name of the town.
Immediately old lady's glance became cold and suspicious. "What about it?"
"I have found that in fact it's part of Canadian heritage and it was just under your custody ma'am. It can't be given to any museum or anyone unless the government agree or the owner can't take care of it. I have tried to contact the office in Grand Hillsam and they have sent me to someone higher."
Old lady scoffed and waved her head with annoying expression. She tapped desk again, looked like wanting to light a cigarette.
"But they have stated that, after your death it will become clear what will happen to the mansion. It can't be made into museum if it's not proven that mansion would be left all alone."
"But I wanted to avoid passing it to anyone. That's why I wanted to make museum there and give all historical stuff away as gifts."
"They are very thankful, but your family last will is above that. You were not living there in fact, only someone who lives there can decide about mansion." Young man sighed taking out some documents. "I have searched it very carefuly, but can't do anything about that."
"That's bullshit." She cursed not like a lady. "I have paying all the bills and sending money to take some care of this mansion. I just didn't want to live there." She frowned.
"And as your family stated, only person who lives there can decided to such things as selling or giving up the mansion. After your death your family and far family will be informed about it. If they won't be able to take care of it, it will be made into museum." Notary said shrugging with helplessness.
"But I have no family. That's why I am giving away the money and things."
"Well... that's not true ma'am... the office searched through documents as did I. You have a very distant family, here in Europe."
"But they have been thrown out of my lineage almost three hundred years ago. The testement didn't include them in any case."
"Well... the office in Canada have stated that unless your famil won't care about mansion or simply can't because of money, then yes it will be made into museum."
Old lady sighed slowly, but then nodded. "If it's all, please let me sign it and let's end this farse."
Soon notary handed her all necessary documents. She signed them with diligence. They have left office and her assistant helped her by softly holding arm. He was middle age man, who served her long time. When they were in the car, driver almost immediately pulled into driveway.
"Damnit, it was so close to get rid of this stupid mansion and it's secrets. I am sure they have had their word in this." She said staring at the window and terrible weather.
"So what now? Your distant family will be called to Grand Hillsam that's for sure." Assistant said with worrying tone.
"I will make sure, that they won't want to stay there and will be protected. I need to be at home as fast as possible."
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It was dark outside and was raining almost all time. Week has passed since old lady was in the office. Now she was lying at bed, weak and in fact annoyed. She lighted a cigarette and took a deep breath. Her assistant just left bedroom. It was quite big one, with canopy bed, balcony, big wardrobe and high bookshelf.
"You shouldn't be smoking." Happy voice said with concern.
"I am dying, I can do whatever I want." Old lady's words were horase. "I don't care how I am going to die, I am going to enjoy life till my last breath."
"You are still the same." Green eyes flashed in dim room, just on the bookshelf.
Small, dark as night cat hopped on the floor and made it's way to the bed.
"Thank's God, I was thinking that Harry was making you suspicious." Old lady said bitterly.
"It was hard to make my way here and this form." Cat said and stopped near the bed, that lady could see him.
"I need your owner'a help." She confessed.
"We know. That is why I am here, but don't know the details."
"I wanted to give up the mansion. To get rid of it, make family free. But of course they have stepped in." Old lady frowned with disgust.
"Well it was sure, that it won't be so easy."
"Officials said that until my last family won't be proven that don't want to take care of the mansion or simply can't take care, because of money, there is no way of making of it museum."
"So they even messed with office." Cat said perking it's ears.
"Yes. There is a threat, that all will start again. I have no time to meet my distant family and tell them about our messed up past. Pretty sure that they won't believe me anyway. So you will have to take care of that. They can't stay there and they have to give up this stupid building."
"Well it's not like when the building is gone, all the problems will disappear. The bond will be still there."
"Yes, but the ritual place will be no more, all the knowledge and items will be gone. Some spells will break. Even town might get free from dark influence. It will be hard for them go rebuild that somewhere else.
"I will go and tell my owner about everything." Cat promised and licked it paw. "But now let me keep your company."
Animal jumped on the bed and sit on old lady's lap demanding headpats. She gladly provided them till her hand stopped and last breath left her mouth. Cat purred softly making sure that her soul is safe.
}*{
Namjoon stepped out of the car and looked at building in front of him. He put his hands in the pockets. The gate was closed and strong walls were protecting land inside. It looked old and untreated. Through a gate you could see entrance to the garden and main entrance to the big manor. It was already late, moon poking from behind a clouds made a little light. He walked to the gate and put a hand in shadow place then
walk
through
the
darkness till he reached other side. He did the same with big doors and found himself inside. There was dust, unplesant smell and silence, but he remembered those halls too good. There was big, main space and staircase which were splitting up, leading up and to the left and right where were rooms. Entrance to the basement was also through this room, same as kitchen and second part of the manor. He wasn't alone.
Shadows shifted slighty and into his view came six characters. Wide smile appeard on his handsome face.
"Is thar true hyung? That's why we all are here?"Jimin asked coming closer.
"Better be that or I will throw hands." said Yoongi and leaned on pillar in opposite.
"Our man has confirmed that there is another descendant. They have rejected idea of the museum for now and have stated that it must to be prooven that descendant can't take care of mansion to make it museum." Namjoon has spoken quietly.
"So we have chance to take it all back?" Jungkook's wide and bunny smile appeard.
"Maybe, now they have to brought here this person."
"All right let's go back to the work guys." Jin stated and they all have disappeard in the blink of the eye.
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ninamitoo · 2 years
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VILLAIN WARRIOR
Chapter 1
BTS Jeon Jungkook x fem! reader
Hero Jungkook x Villain reader
Summary: all you want to know is why your parents were violently killed and why there was no proper investigation done. Odds are against you when a promising hero Is willing to do everything in his power to put you behind bars.
W: 2404
Future warnings: probably angst, emotional damage, commitment issues, trust issues, future smut?, heavy themes and adult language, dark story?
Tell me if I forgot anything, I'll change the warnings in the course of this fic.
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You can feel him before your eyes can even register him, his presence radiating a strong musculine dominance. The hair on the back of your neck stood up in a sudden rush of adrenaline. He tracked you down again.
With an uncomfortable feeling settled in your stomach, you realized that he gets better with each new hero raid and slowly, but surely, starts to come at your heels. You didn't have time to play cat and mouse tonight, so you decided to take a tactical retreat without him even knowing. 
You can feel your hair standing to attention and you straighten your body to its full heigh, releasing your grip on the male collar laing beaten under your feet. You brushed of your hands and breathed in while the heavy boots behind you were closing in on you. 
“Are you stalking me bunny?” You address him while you let your bloody knife disappear into the shadows of your cloak. Tiny stones cracked as they were pushed on the asphalt under his sole, and you knew he had stopped with his unit just a few feet away from you, keeping enough distance in case you decided to attack. You didn't need to look to know it was him, because it was always your cute, muscular bunny.
“Put your hands up so we can see them and turn around slowly!“ He demanded in a firm voice and you did what he asked with a quiet giggle. You were greeted with a pistol barrel aimed between your eyes. 
“Tsk, tsk,” you sigh at him as if you were scolding a misbehaving child. “What did I possibly do to receive such a gentle welcoming?“ You raised an eyebrow at him, a smirk tugging at the corner of your lips when you noticed his frowning face. You have a talent at getting him riled up.
“For starters, you attacked the man behind you, notwithstanding all the other charges raised against you AND you are one of the most wanted criminal.” He answers calmly and nods to his companions, who immediately surround you, making it impossible for you to find a way to escape. If they only knew...
“Don't you know the saying innocent until proven guilty?“ You smile at the man before you who is still holding up his rifle steadily pointing it at you. His coal black hair flowed in small ripples on his forehead, falling into his dark brown eyes. He was dressed in his typical black uniform with protectors on his joints and chest, although he certainly didn't need them thanks to his ability to strengthen his body into graphene. His insurmountable close combat style has earned him a top rank amongst the heroes when he was still a young teenager and you were his first case.
“You look more handsome with your hair up,” you said with a flirting tone. His eyes widened just for the briefest of seconds, not expecting from you to openly flirt with him like this. The oxygen thickened every time the two of you shared a space together and today was no different. There was tension in the air and you couldn't tell if it was sexual or just an escalation between the hero and the villain. Yet you could not deny the irresistible attraction you had to the young hero from the first moment of your encounter; they came at you because of your own carelessness and you knew it. It was months of hard work and years hidden in the shadows that turned to dust overnight...
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You finally found out where Park Li-Su's gang was located and after weeks of trickery, you got in as one of the dancers. As one of the new girls, you were on the first floor, in the public club functioning as a shield, but you knew Su was with his close cronies on the lowest floor underground where only the most desired companions have access to. So when you were offered one of the pole positions in the attic, you immediately jumped at the opportunity.
The space below was divided into 3 sections. When you walk down the stairs leading from the top floor, you get a view from the balcony of the round bar in the middle of the room, which was surrounded by a dance stage. There was always a raised stage a few metres apart, measuring one metre by two for the dancers, with private compartments against the walls. This was a place for the lower members of the geng who had no power and were just an extension of their elder brothers.
The second part was reserved for all the senior members and the third part was all talk until your lovely, drunken clients couldn't see into their mouth and told you everything you needed to know after a few drinks and drugs - most of the time the boss resided in his personal red room where he took with him the most corrupt officials and women who provided physical entertainment. Getting into his personal room of paradise was difficult given the fact that there was only one path to it, lined with bloated bodyguards and selling your body for sex was an option which you refused to acknowledge, and that's when you decided to use your inner ability - a rookie mistake which costed you a lot.
You should have known that in a world where there are select people with superpowers, even a geng boss with no inner strength would have set up protections against violent intrusion caused by inner strength. The moment you passed through the wall separating the corridor from the lust paradise, you set off the alarm and it didn't take long before you were standing in the middle of the room with several guns and knives pointed at your vital organs. You weren't particularly fazed, you were sure you could overpower them the moment one of them let their guard down. In fact, the bigger problem was the latest addition to the bodyguards team, who thoughtlessly called the local police.
Before a hero is officially inducted into the Heroic Legion, he operates as a scholar among the police force. There, they learns the basics they need for their future profession, not to mention how advantageous it is for ordinary people to have someone with supernatural strength and an unbreakable will to protect others at the cost of their own lives at their side. He was there.
You were both in your late teens at the time. At that time he was still just an ordinary young boy who had barely come of age and wanted to spread goodness while you were a slightly older girl dressed as a prostitute who had the police called on you for forcibly entering and assaulting an influential man. He was doing his job, just like you.
The men in black uniforms surrounded you almost immediately after Su, with a warning punch to the man's face accompanied with loud, colorful profanities, instructed the others present men that the police were not to be called without his permission. He didn't have connections in their ranks for nothing.
"Fuck!" Su screamed as he delivered the final blow to the hapless scapegoat. The blood pouring from the broken face soaked into the red carpet beneath the motionless body, and only now did you realize why the carpet was so spotty and why none of the women had screamed at the sudden commotion that followed your arrival. The Red Room was not a metaphor for the orgies held behind closed doors, but an apt name for the torture chamber.
Li-Su knew the police meant trouble, always sticking their noses in everything. And although anyone can eventually be bribed with the right amount of currency, why would he take the risk when he already had his people among the senior cops and sheriffs? Plus as long as none of the peace officers present were corrupt, you had a chance. But even that tiny sliver of hope was taken away the moment one of the officers spoke.
"Mr. Park, good to see you again." Mr. Choi as you read on his nametag, most likely the highest ranking cop among the attendees, extended his right hand to your target. A big, triumphant grin spread across that snake's chubby face as he realized who had come to resolve the situation, and you immediately understood they were old business partners as they exchanged greetings with a friendly gesture.
"Ki-mun! Nice to see you. How is your wife doing?" Bald Li-Su replied, the gold teeth in his wide smile reflecting the overhead lights. The knuckles adorned with large rings on his right hand were scraped and reddened, but the policeman across from him paid no attention to this and politely answered the question, thanking him for asking.
'I have to get out, fast...' You thought to yourself, and your eyes began to scan the room for the best escape route - something you should have done before you walked in. As you jumped from one possible scenario to another while trying to recall the layout of their secret underground lair, your gaze collided with another.
His young pupils were dilated with consternation and confusion. He was told that they were after a dangerous individual who was endangering innocent citizens, yet sitting on the floor in front of him was a girl who had far too much make up on for her age, wearing a bright wig and looking like a doe caught in the claws of predators. It didn't escape his notice that you weren't armed in any way while every man around you was carrying at least two different weapons. His eyes didn't even miss the injured man who was painfully holding his dislocated lower jaw in a corner hidden behind the backs of his colleagues, nor the fact that your hands were perfectly clean. His instincts told him that you were innocent in this and you were the victim, not the chubby Asian guy with a series of tattoos covering the entire left half of his face and probably his body.
So when he noticed you looking around, he deliberately drew the attention of his senior colleagues to himself to give you room to escape. You still, till this day, don't get why he did it, but you took advantage of the sudden opening and ran to the right wall of the room, where you knew the sewer systems were behind. In your mind, you focused on your power and forced the molecules in your body to dissolve into nothingness, and before anyone could recover, you slipped silently through the wall to the other side, revealing to the world you are one of the chosen ones.
A few decades ago, human evolution moved to the next level, or they say. According to some evolutionary theorists, human genes have never changed, they just spread to a larger portion of the population a few years ago than they have so far. Some enthusiasts, theorists and fanatics point to recorded cases of supernatural events that they have begun to attribute to people with genotype X, in other words, people with inner strength. They say that people with supernatural powers were alive long before the general population learned of their existence and accepted this fable as fact.
Once official heads of state worldwide confirmed the existence of a new type of genes that induce supernatural abilities in humans, new laws and studies were put in place. If a child does not manifest the X gene during their first 10 years of life, it is confirmed that they are a "normal human", as there has not been a single case of superpowers manifesting later than age 10. Once a child has awakened their inner strength, which varies by type of X-gene (over 100 different types of X-gene have been recorded so far) their designated guardian is required to report them to the Office of X-Persons. If a child is not reported for any reason during the first year after displaying their force, they automatically fall into the unregistered persons file and are recorded in the system as possible criminals for disobeying the law.
You were unreported by your parents when your power showed, and until tonight, no one knew you were an X-gene person. Today, when the stars in the sky were almost invisible, a new unregistered villain was born, who came to be known as the Vanishing Lady.
Jungkook watched with his peripheral vision as you disappeared in the blink of an eye and only ran after you when his superior angrily ordered him to do so. He was amazed by your speed but what surprised him the most was your inner ability. He had never in his life heard or read of a case where one's power was spontaneously passing through walls. As he focused his amplification on his right arm and waited for the whole thing to turn to hard material, he forcefully punched through the wall you'd walked through as if it had never been there. As soon as his path cleared, he ran after you.
"I'll check the left side, you take the right!" He managed to shout at his colleagues over his shoulder before disappearing into the darkness of the sewer. He didn't know why, but he was sure you'd turned left and not right, and he wanted to be the one to find you. Not only because it would get him a better position in the Legion, but also because he had a lot of questions for you he needed answers to.
Eventually he managed to catch up to you but he was sure you had let him; as he came to a stop, you stood facing him, your breath steady and your gaze level.
"What do you want?" These were your first words meant only for him to hear and despite the harsh words your voice was almost friendly, showing you mean no harm.
"What were you doing there?" His first question was asked, but even before it was, he expected no answer. "You don't have to worry about that, kid." You replied and Jungkook frowned at your use of words.
"You're not that much older than me," he protested, regretting how irritated he sounded - just like a little kid. But your amused smile was endearing to watch and all he could do was replaying the sound of your little giggle in his memories over and over again while he watched as your figure merged into the darkness behind you, only your eyes still glowing until they too, disappered.
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"How do you know I look better with my hair combed up?" The young man in front of you asks before he can change his mind and you smile in amusement. "You should pay more attention to your surroundings. I like watching you." You confess and watch his body tense with shock as he tries to figure out when you were secretly watching him. However, he is not going to admit any weakness in front of you especially when it comes to who is better and so he decided to strike back: "Shouldn't I at least know the name of my stalker?"
The air is knocked out of his lungs when he sees the gentle smile on your lips for the second time after six years.
"Vanishing Lady." You say in a hushed whisper while shortening the distance between you so much that you're away from him at the length of his lowered rifle. "But if you really want to know more about me and my true name, find me yourself without your colleagues backing you up and without any listening devices. Whenever you can find me on your own, I promise to answer one of your questions truthfully. One meeting - one question."
You offer and let one of his colleagues come after you. As soon as the older man touches you in an attempt to roll you to the ground, he flies right through your ghost and onto the cold ground below. Jungkook watches with interest as the image of you before him ripples and slowly dissolves into grey shadows.
"How can I trust the word of a villain?"
"You can't. But who determined that I'm a villain?" Your words resonated in the wind like a final farewell before your face, too, faded into nothingness.
One of Jungkook's older colleagues who has been in the Legion a lot longer will stand next to him: " I thought her ability was walking through walls, not creating delusions."
"I thought so too, Suga-hyung." Jungkook replied absentmindedly, while his mind was already gathering the threads of how to make the best use of your careless offer. He will track you down and get you. For sure.
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To be continued
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AN: I know this episode is very short, but I honestly don't know if there would be any interest in reading a story like this. If so, I will post more episodes over the coming months. I have the story all planned out and I'm honestly quite happy with it, but I don't want to write something that no one will be interested in. Until then, I bid you farewell.
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ask-serendipity-sky · 11 months
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https://twitter.com/factkm13/status/1668206345177427974?t=_SCxdoVPmpEHdoRfCckWpg&s=19
Some people are saying they hear JK talking to JM in the background. I don't know what to think. How about you? It does kinda sound like him tbh. But idk
Good morning anon,
My delulu heart is always ready to go to delulu thoughts. Like the last live...I think Jimin was there. But this one...
I'm going to have to go with no. I've listened to this so many times and I try to hear a second voice but I just don't. To me it just doesn't sound like Jimin's voice at all.
I don't find it weird that he would "answer" himself so fast or that he talks to inanimate objects lol
But this is my take on it. I know a lot of people really do hear Jimin's voice. So it's one of those Jikook mysteries...like everything basically lol
Thanks for sharing!
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fanficwriternim · 14 hours
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I think you'd like this story: "Between LIFE and DEATH// Taehyung x IU ff" by fanfic_writernim on Wattpad https://www.wattpad.com/story/366283888?utm_source=android&utm_medium=com.tumblr&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=fanfic_writernim
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