#I do not know why this mysterious caster is suddenly appearing in my dreams

[thederailedtrain]

The Mark of Oblivion: City Hall Station [Four]

As Gus opened his mouth, Cedric jumped in. “Perhaps when we get back to the shop?” He suggested, raising his eyebrows at Gus. “Toni, if you would?”

While the former Harbinger rolled her eyes, Gus took hold of Sophie’s hand and led her over. “You’re gonna want to close your eyes and take a deep breath,” he warned. “And don’t worry, I’ve got you.”

Without anything to go on, Sophie just nodded her head and followed along. Gus looked to Cedric, then Toni, as they each took hold of her outstretched arms. That same feeling from before and after the Central Park battle greeted him almost immediately - the one of losing form and slipping through the earth. The other times he’d traveled with magic, it was more of a spinning sensation. This was like one of those dreams where he did nothing but fall.

When they landed, it was with the same kind of jolt as waking up suddenly. Gus gasped, letting the air fill his lungs once more. Sophie, on the other hand, let out a yelp of surprise, covering it up with the back of her hand. “Where are we?” She whispered, looking around at the alley they’d suddenly found themselves in. “How...We were just in the subway-”

“That was a teleportation spell,” Gus explained. He could see the reality of the last hour settling over her. He recognized the mix of chemical signals she was giving off. They were the same emotions he’d experienced himself after his first brush with the Harbingers.

“Chaos-guided transference spell, but not bad for a non-caster,” Toni cut in. She turned to Cedric and added, “Speaking of, I think that’s my cue. Have a good night - oh, and you’re welcome.”

Her last words were still echoing about the alley as she disappeared in a mass of shadows. Yeah, that’s about what he expected. Gus shook his head, but he couldn’t help admiring her style. He’d have to remember to thank her properly next time he saw her.

“A spell?” Sophie asked. “Like magic?” Her voice cracked on the second syllable and Gus’s attention snapped back to her. Even after watching Toni dissolve into smoke, Sophie still seemed unsure. Looked like she was having a harder time reconciling the idea of magic with her scientific background than he had all those months ago.

Gus sighed, looking to Cedric for some kind of assistance. The Warden said nothing, but nodded for them to follow him into the shop. Of course Cedric wanted him to do this himself - Gus heard him say as much when they were on the platform. Really, though, he was probably the worst person out of everyone to explain the concept of magic. But this was Sophie. He’d be damned if he didn’t give it his best.

So he followed after Cedric, hand automatically moving to Sophie’s lower back. There was a split second where Sophie jumped away from the touch before allowing herself to settle back into it. It was like their first date and he was a stranger all over again.

Heart sinking lower and lower into his chest with each step, Gus struggled to find the words. “So, you, erm...during my fight with Bryce, you asked what I was,” Gus started, careful to keep his voice low. Sophie looked up at him in surprise. “Yeah, I caught that. I have really good hearing - well, superhuman hearing - because I’m…” He trailed off as they reached the shop entrance. Gus held the door open for Sophie, but the bells overhead didn’t jingle until he stepped over the threshold himself. “Because I’m a werewolf, Sophie.” There it was. Telling her so plainly didn’t make the words any easier to say. Three months in, and he was still getting used to the idea himself.

The look of shock that took over Sophie’s features didn’t make the gnawing in Gus’s stomach any better. She was simultaneously the first and last person he wanted to confess to. And it was all because of this right here. Seeing that expression firsthand was far worse than what he’d been picturing.

Rather respectfully, Cedric decided to give them the room. It was only after he’d left for his flat that Sophie spoke. “When you started disappearing all of the sudden...this definitely isn’t what I was expecting,” she admitted and Gus let out a nervous chuckle.

“Yeah, I don’t think it would make most people’s lists,” he agreed. Gus thought back to when Kira first started taking on Otherworld cases. How distant she was, and the mysterious bruises and cuts appearing on her skin. His worst fears ran the gamut of drugs and underground fight clubs. Magic was the farthest thing from his mind.

“Have you been a werewolf...the whole time we were dating?” Sophie asked. And before Gus could say anything, Sophie answered for him. “Or did it start that time you said you were visiting family?”

For a few seconds, Gus was silent. In all honesty, he knew he shouldn’t be surprised. That was probably when he did a complete one-eighty. “Yeah,” Gus sighed. It sounded pretty defeated. His girlfriend had been onto him since day one, she just didn’t know what she was onto. “As it turns out, not a total lie; my family is full of werewolves. Who knew?” Sophie offered him a dim smile. She was trying. “And then I, um, had to quit the cross country team because being a werewolf gives me a bit of an unfair advantage. So I started working here to make up the money I lost with the scholarship. That’s why I had to run out on so many dates. This shop is kind of a magical...hub for the Tristate area. We basically do municipal jobs here and there, but mostly all we’ve been doing recently is fighting the Harbingers - that’s guys like Bryce- Sorry, this is getting off track.”

Poor Sophie, he could see the confusion in her eyes. At least when the masquerade had lifted for him, it was easier to follow. “No, no, it’s fine,” Sophie assured him, though that was probably the farthest thing from her truth. “So are Kira and your boss and, um, Toni werewolves too?”

Now that actually made Gus laugh. “No, Kira’s a witch and Cedric is an incubus,” he explained. When Sophie’s brows narrowed at the last word, he went on, “An incubus is, I dunno, like a sex demon - No, wait, that’s a terrible description. He’s a really cool guy, I promise.”

“And what did you call Bryce? An arbiter?” Sophie’s face scrunched up as she struggled with the recollection.

“A Harbinger,” Gus corrected. “But he’s technically a witch, he just also happens to be a Harbinger. Toni was in the same boat- Well, she still kind of is. Think of it like switching fields of study. You’re not in ecology anymore, but you still have a couple months left in your subscription to The ISME Journal. I’m... I’m doing a terrible job of explaining this right now, aren’t I?”

Magic was a confusing mess; Gus knew that better than anyone. He had hoped to ease Sophie into this, not throw her to the wolves - metaphorically speaking. It was inevitable, Gus knew that much. For their relationship to progress, the truth would have to come out eventually. Some nights, he stayed up for hours imagining how the confession would go. He had the whole spiel memorized. But now that the opportunity was staring him in the face, it was wiped from his mind like an emergency cram session before a big test.

“I’m sorry,” Gus sighed. He just couldn’t erase the memories of Bryce’s smug face from his mind. “I’ve been wanting to tell you about this ever since it happened, but there’s all kinds of laws in the Otherworld - the magical world - about telling mortals. Plus, Kira and Cedric were involved and I didn’t want to out them without their knowledge. You deserve to know the truth about me, but I’m so sorry that it happened this way. Promise, I can do a much better job of explaining this if I start over-”

“No, it’s alright,” Sophie cut him off with a shake of her head. “You don’t have to explain anything more to me.”

For the first time that night, Gus saw something genuine in Sophie’s smile. She even reached out a hand to him; another first of the night. Gus accepted it gleefully. Here was the thing he’d been dreading telling his girlfriend for months and all that anxiety was for nothing. Really, he should’ve guessed she’d be able to take it all in stride. He knew his girlfriend better than-

“You don’t have to explain anything more because I don’t think I want to know,” Sophie told him. Her smile turned to an apologetic wince that made Gus’s nerves start pinging off each other. Wait, what was she saying? “Your boss mentioned he could help me forget? I think I’d like that.”

Gus tasted something acid on the back of his throat. He tried to swallow it down, but it refused to leave. “So you...don’t want to be with me anymore?”

“Don’t be ridiculous, of course I still want to be with you,” Sophie gave his hand a reassuring squeeze. “But I just can’t know about...any of this, really. The magic, and the witches, and everything else. You said I wasn’t supposed to know, and I don’t know how else to explain it, but I can feel that. You understand, right?”

No, Gus really didn’t understand. But, then again, he’d been destined to become part of the Otherworld his whole life. He nodded anyway.

“I mean, I’m alright with you being a...a werewolf,” Sophie continued. God, she had an even harder time saying it than he did. “But I’m also alright going back to not knowing. You can just keep telling me whatever it was you told me before when you had to do, um, werewolf things. That way you can still keep it a secret. I’ll be fine with it, really.”

Except for the fact that she was lying. Months ago, Toni had called him a walking polygraph. Gus hadn’t fully grasped what that meant until that moment. And he didn’t like forging ahead in their relationship by building off that lie, whether her memories were changed or not. Gus wanted to say this, along with a hundred other things, but all that came out was;

“Alright.” He even smiled when he said it. Either he’d gotten better at covering his emotions or Sophie was just eager to buy the lie, because she brightened at his response. “Let me just get Cedric for you.”

While Sophie waited in the lobby, Gus ran to grab Cedric. To his utter lack of surprise, the incubus had been standing in his living room, waiting for him. He may have been leaning against the couch with Kira and Salazar, but the way he’d been watching for the door gave him away. Gus could see the resignation in Cedric’s eyes when he beaconed him over.

“You knew this would happen, didn’t you?” The werewolf asked, once they were alone in the hallway.

The sudden difficulty Cedric had meeting his eye was very telling. “I should’ve warned you,” was all he said.

“Yeah,” Gus agreed before Cedric could apologize. “Yeah, you should’ve.”

Across the room, Kira gave him a look. No doubt Cedric had briefed them on everything that just went down, but there was still a question on her face. “Later,” Gus mouthed, and left it at that.

Cedric and Gus made their way back to the lobby in silence. Sophie hadn’t moved an inch from when he’d last seen her. When she smiled up at Gus, his lips curled into a mirror of her own. It was only once he reached the bottom step that he realized the reaction was Pavlovian. An automatic physical response to visual stimuli. On his emotions did not warrant.

While Cedric approached Sophie, Gus hung back. The lights in the shop were all turned out, but the large bay window out front let in more than enough streetlight for him to see. Combined with his enhanced hearing, it was like he was standing right next to the two of them.

“Hey, there,” Cedric’s voice was soft. It reminded Gus of the way he spoke to Matilda during the séance. “I heard you were thinking of taking my earlier offer?” He paused, waiting for her nod of confirmation. “You won’t be able to forget entirely. The memories may return as dreams, but they won’t feel real. I can’t undo what you’ve seen. All I can do is make it a little easier for you.”

After a small breath, Sophie nodded. “I’m ready.”

“May I take your hand?” Cedric asked and Sophie held hers up. It was the same hand Gus had held just moments before. “Alright, now close your eyes and think back to everything that just happened.”

Just like before, Sophie did as Cedric instructed. From where Gus was standing, he could see Cedric tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear, then place the fingers of his free hand to her temple.

But that was it. He wasn’t Kira - he couldn’t see magic or read the flow of energy. All Gus could do was watch and wait.

Thankfully, it didn't last long. Gus had only gotten to the foot shaking phase of his boredom fidgets when Sophie let out a sudden gasp and his attention was back on her. She blinked, looking around the room, before her eyes landed back on Cedric. The confusion cleared a moment later.

“Well, it was nice to meet you, Miss Maxwell,” Cedric said, shaking the hand he was still holding. “I’ve heard so many wonderful things from Gus.”

“It was nice to meet you too,” Sophie replied. Strike what Gus said earlier; this was her first genuine smile of the night. “Sorry again about making you open up your store after closing.”

Cedric leaned back, laughing. “Oh, it’s alright.” He sounded like he was talking to a customer. Then he turned to flash Gus a meaningful look. “You find your keys alright?”

So that’s what they were going with? Yeah, Gus could play along. “They were right where I left them,” he replied, pulling his keychain from his pocket. “Sitting behind the register this whole time. You good to head on out?”

“Ready whenever you are,” Sophie was all smiles as she took Gus’s hand. “Have a good night, Cedric!” She added as they left, throwing Cedric a friendly wave.

“And to you as well. Come back any time!” Cedric called. He waited until Sophie was out the door before whispering, “I really am sorry.” All Gus could do was turn around in the doorway and give his boss a solemn nod.

Once they were out in the cold night air, Sophie wasted no time wrapping herself tighter in her jacket. “God, it’s freezing out here,” She muttered. “Isn’t it supposed to be spring next week? I’ll never understand how your hands are always so warm. But...that does make them pretty nice to hold.”

Right, they were still holding hands. Gus looked down at where their hands were joined before letting his fingers slowly untwine from hers. When he looked back up, Sophie was staring at him strangely. He could smell the confusion wafting off of her, but there wasn’t a trace of fear. Dammit, this was so much harder when she was looking at him like that.

“Sophie…” Gus trailed off. It took a moment to sum up the courage for what he needed to say next. “I think we need to talk.”

#the mark of oblivion #n: the mark of oblivion #the magic shop #writing #my writing #katie writes sometimes

[dj-yukio]

EAD: I’ll be your shadow

-

Not that anyone with a brain bigger than a pea couldn’t tell. The shape of her shadow was all wrong. The twisting of the horns, the long tail and even the hair shape was off, nowhere matching hers. Her shadow didn’t resemble her in the slightest, nor did it act like how a shadow should. It would warp and twist, sometimes forming a solidifying black figure in the shape of a hand that would rise from the confines of its linear state to a more physical world.

Sometimes, it was temperamental. It would solidify, only to flick at her ankles before sinking back into its inky confines. Or it would hide, and an illusion of her own shadow would replace it, giving her a sense of normality before the shadow returned.

She had to buy a small mirror and placed it at the table right in front of her just so she could see what it was doing, preventing any pranks from taking place on her. Bad enough her shadow wasn’t hers, if she had to endure being the butt of jokes from a 2D prankster, she was going to find a way to murder her shadow.

And worst of all, Kurotsuno had no idea why this was so.

Mainly because she didn’t remember much. That was a key factor in her confusion as to why she didn’t recognise the figure.

“Hey, Olivia! Oi! Stay awake!”

Her only memories were that of the flashes in her dreams.

“Oh... that’s bad. That’s really bad... but you’re healing a bit though, so that’s good... but I... dunno...”

She could only recognise that there was a figure leaning before her, face unclear, but she could still make out the demon’s rough outline.

Not enough to make any conclusive evidence, however.

What could she do with a broken memory that failed every time she tried to remember, after all? What could she do with a shadow that wasn’t even hers? The more she recognised them for what they were, the hollow feeling in her heart would sink even further.

And all the shadow lurking behind her would do was either stay and stare or attempt to distract her from those thoughts.

Not exactly helpful.

“Hey, Olivia. I’m... going to go somewhere. I’ll be honest, I don’t think you’re gonna make it on your own.”

Despite the grievous situation that they were in, she snorted, the pain rising up to her chest. “Huh... is that so... so that’s the kind of person you are...”

The demon, her friend she believed, looked baffled before squeezing her hand tightly. “What? No, no no no. I’m not- I’m not abandoning you, not that kind of go somewhere, you dummy.” The white haired demon paused for a bit, before cracking a smile. “In fact, you could say that I’ll be with you after this, forever maybe.”

If only she had the name of this mysterious being...

She grasped her hand tightly, as if making a silent decision, one that was unknown to the dying girl. At last, the demon broke the silence, before reaching out to pull her up from the rubble that surrounded them before holding her tight in her arms.

Her words were whispered into her ear.

“Don’t forget me. Promise?”

“Promise...”

But Kurotsuno did. And the name that was mumbled barely surfaced in her mind.

The scene shifted, and suddenly, instead of a white haired demon standing before her, a human, cuts lining all over her and blood flowing out of her mouth, was slumped in her arms. And the tears came falling, running down her cheeks. It was an odd feeling. She doubted that she had cried that much before.

“Then, goodbye.”

Although she couldn’t see Olivia’s face, the slight turn of her face towards her was enough to tell her what she was thinking.

“W-what do you mean...”

Her consciousness faded before she could even hear her own name.

She didn’t even know what that meant.

The only clue she had was of a shadow that trailed behind her constantly, vaguely shaped in the form of the demon in her dreams, leaving a dark imprint on the floor where it was.

Still.

That didn’t mean that that would stop her.

———————————

It wasn’t until a few months after that the idea of going to a witch, or at least a spell caster that would help in her search for a mysterious demon she didn’t even remember, came to her mind.

In hindsight, that should probably have been her first course of action, but of course, it just didn’t occur to her to resort to the most obvious solution.

Chlomaki had welcomed her into her house after she had asked. From there, it was only a matter of getting her to prove that she hadn’t gone mad as she stamped on her regular shadow, occasionally mumbling profanities as it didn’t appear at her beck and call.

And even then, it was only after she laid out a bowl of food on the floor that her shadow warped, revealing an inky hand that broke the illusion it had created as it reached for the snacks and poured it onto the floor. A mouth revealed itself before everything went down into the hole.

For a shadow, it really knew when to act like a vacuum. If only it ate dust. The house would be spotless.

The witch raised a brow as she watched the shadow shift around, its outline showing that it had crossed its arms. “Oooh, that’s a real powerful spell someone placed on you.”

The shadow reached up onto the table, seemingly pawing around to look for more food, like how short people did when they encountered a table and were unwilling to ask for help in reaching the table’s contents. Chlomaki glanced at it before pouring out some jerky from a bowl near the inky hand, watching it grasp onto one before sinking back to its confines.

“Yep, a moving, hungry shadow?” She turned back to Kurotsuno, nodding sagely. “Definitely a powerful spell.”

The crow demon considered her words.

-

“Oh, I don’t think they meant to lock your memories, if that’s what you think happened.

-

“But, whoever casted the spell on you must have been very close to you, I’ll give you that.

-

“So... you’re saying that if I find out who this shadow belongs to and return it to them, I’ll be able to get my memories back?”

-

“Well, I won’t guarantee it, but more likely than not, the fellow who did it will remember you once you give their shadow back to them.”

-

“Good. How do I find people without shadows?”

-

It was then that the witch frowned.

“Shadows... they’re like your soul. That’s why I said that the person who casted the spell on you probably was very close to you. Close enough to even attempt giving up their soul for you.”

-

“Not many do it, because the cost of it would render them in a coma.”

-

“I don’t suppose that you could tell me who you are, huh?”

Her shadow shrugged, before pointing at its head and shaking her hands to show that it was clueless.

-

—————————

Perhaps it was because she had gotten to engrossed in her daily searching

-

Strange mercenary that went looking around for something

-

She didn’t need to know about her past.

She was happy with the present.

What was the point of pursuing some demon that she didn’t remember anymore, anyway? Maybe she would make a small memorial for her, thank her for her sacrifice

Searching could wait.

——————————

-

It was then that Kurotsuno saw it. Or to be more accurate, realised what she wasn’t seeing.

Where the light of the flame reached, the shadow that she herself casted was long, making the figure of her shadow becoming rather elongated. And yet, the caster of the flame had no such phenomenon occurring for her. There was nothing to trail behind her as anyone else would.

-

“Hey, Hanten?”

-

“Hmm?”

-

“Where’s your shadow?”

Hanten stared at her blankly before looking back at where her shadow should have been. “Don’t remember. That’s what I’ve been looking for.”

-

“Don’t forget me. Promise?”

“Then, goodbye.”

“Shadows... they’re like your soul. That’s why I said that the person who casted the spell on you probably was very close to you. Close enough to even attempt giving up their soul for you.”

“Not many do it, because the cost of it would render them in a coma.”

“I don’t have one. Haven’t had one since I woken up in a land full of flowers.”

“I’ve been looking for mine for a while. That’s why I do mercenary work. Get to travel a bit.”

The puzzle pieces slowly fell into place,

-

And it was there and then that Kurotsuno felt an odd mix of anger and relief.

“So... it was you...”

-

“Huh?”

-

“Then, goodbye.”

“W-what do you mean...Hanten?”

That was what Olivia said.

Her friend that had just been hugging her seconds ago suddenly fell limp against her before crashing onto the ground.

And she brought her down with her.

#EAD #kurotsuno #obsolete dream #hanten

[bwitchinghour]

Bewitching Hour 2017 - Reveals

Your mods are so pleased with this fest! We hope that everyone has had as much fun as we have :) Without further ado, here are your Bewitching Hour 2017 participants!

Day One

follow me down (swallow it down) 

| ireallydontknowok | jikook

Jimin is tired. He's dragging his feet whenever they go anywhere, is always late to dinners and falls asleep during every movie they watch. He wears sunglasses indoors to try and hide the bruises under his eyes, but everyone knows. Jungkook is worried.

Head Above Water | bugarungus | vmin Jimin's dreams usually have meaning. That's why it's so important for him to rescue the boy from his nightmares before something happens to him outside their dreams.

a song of fire and fruit smoothies | teecysh | minjoon Namjoon is part dragon, and to his complete and utter embarassment, he can't stop collecting cute things for his hoard. Which would be fine except Jimin is the cutest person he's ever seen and it's becoming a real struggle not to collect him too...

White Strings of Gulls | atechamcham | vmin The life of a pirate has always been about gold, glory, power, and conquest. That's what Captain Taehyung's been taught all his life. All Jimin wants is to keep Taehyung alive. One day his magic won't be enough.

Dead Leaves | golden_kimono | yoonkook Jeongguk is a big fan of the TV show Dead Leaves, especially of Suga, one of the main characters. After writing a particular fanfic, he suddenly gets sucked into it himself and is up close and personal with the characters he admires so much. Is it real? Is it a dream? And will he find out his purpose before it's too late? (And does he really want to leave Suga?)

interlude | midnightghostwriter | gen in which a hobby for music gets jung hoseok unexpected attention and more trouble than he ever signed up for.

So Gold (We’ll Be Alright) | onceandforall | jinkook Jeon Jungkook is the witch community's next big thing and he needs all the help that he can get. or Five times Seokjin helps Jungkook and one time where everything works out how it's meant to be.

Day Two

call it magic (when i’m with you) | kthpjm | vmin Taehyung wonders how long he’s been in love with Jimin. Knows that he probably always has been.

Not everything happens for a reason | JimineexTae | vmin Taehyung believes in the reality of cause and effect, a predictable world where he already has everyone and everything figured out.And then Park Jimin and his existence somehow manages to ruin it all.

Why Did It Have To Be You? | realstadt | taekook In which Taehyung gives his sworn nemesis, Jeon Jeongguk, a love potion by accident.

Those Who Wander Are Lost | May Greene (btsmee) | gen It didn't matter. All returned eventually. None had ever truly left. Time was irrelevant.

I put a spell on you (and now you’re mine) | cosmicoffee | taegi, 2seok, minjoon To retrieve the heart of a fallen star, Min Yoongi ventured out into the woods one night. He instead was faced with a witch, who's broom had caught fire, holding onto a quest that was destined to change everything Yoongi had ever come to know.

Taste of Magic | thedarkestdawn | namkook Rookie witch Jungkook is apprenticed to newly qualified Namjoon.Neither of them are all that happy about this.

On Your Mark | Namless | namkook It's Namjoon and Jungkook's first time meeting. One wishes for something and the other's only there to fulfil this wish. Their only common point might be their unusual life mark. Except nothing goes accordingly: client and employer shouldn't feel some kind of attraction, really shouldn’t.

Day Three

Crinus Muto | apocryphalic | vmin Park Jimin's a sixth-year Prefect, top in his year in nearly all subjects except one: Transfiguration. Help is forced upon him in the form of Kim Taehyung, a fellow sixth-year with the rare gift of being born a metamorphmagus. Jimin's never been fond of Taehyung and when a spell goes awry, he's left to take care of Taehyung. Jimin learns that appearances are rarely what they seem and that quite possibly, he's misjudged Taehyung all along.

My Demons Follow Me | paechtae | taegi Taehyung let out a laugh that bordered on hysterical and rubbed at his eyes with the heels of his palm.“Okay going with the line of you eat my fucking dreams, which rude you didn’t even ask first, just– why?” You did ask though. Taehyung didn’t bother with responding this time, busy trying to figure out what exactly the demon was talking about. The demon reached back for the notebook again. You’re a very loud person when you sleep Kim Taehyung. You should be careful what you say and ask for. Crueler things in this world could have heard you.

through the looking glass | deuxoiseaux | namseok, namgi, yoonseok, namgiseok when kim namjoon finds a mysterious book in a language he's never seen, bookmarked with an address that doesn't exist, he can't help but be curious. drawn into a mirrored world that is at once familiar and impossible, with a man he's not sure he can trust, namjoon becomes an unwilling pawn in a struggle that can only end in death. all paths lead in a single direction, forward or back, and time is running out.

Vampire Vs. The God of Destruction  | lulublue1234 | namgi Yoongi's a vampire who's lived for three thousand years. Namjoon's a human prone to accidents. When the vampire unknowingly saves the human from the clutches of a Trickster, he finds himself soul-bonded to the man. Now Yoongi's irritated because....he likes the disruption more than he wants to admit.

there are many names in history (and none of them are ours) | ireallydontknowok | yoonkook, 2seok, vmin

unravel | homopoetic | yoonmin Jimin is a Third-Eye. He can't touch people skin to skin because the contact lets him see into their minds, viewing all their thoughts and secrets and desires at once. Yoongi's brother is a king. (Yoongi's brother is a cobra.) Changwoo sinks in his fangs, injects venom, takes what he isn't his. Yoongi's taken the poison, survived even as it permanently destroyed the layer of skin that keeps infections out, and built up a precarious sort of immunity. He's the only one who can do it. Yoongi is a prince. He's twenty-four years old. He's been grieving a loss for seventeen years now. No one noticed before. That's why he needs to keep Jimin.

Burns Blue | themarmalade | minjoon Jimin is used to relying on the wall he's built up in his mind to block out the constant swarm of thoughts and voices to get through a shift at work, to get through life. Namjoon, his shy new coworker, has an aura so loud it makes everything else go quiet. Jimin hates it. Jimin craves it. Jimin decides not to think about it. Namjoon, however, definitely thinks about him.

the pearl in the pond | hotpepperhoney | jinmin The mermaid rolled around and pressed his cheek to the sand, a happy sigh passing through his lips and blowing the sand near his face back into a small dune. Jimin leaned closer in the bushes, bracing against a nearby tree. He wanted to see more. The mermaid’s back sloped from the widest pair of shoulders he’d ever seen. Sand stuck to sections of his back and arms, a small river of sweat forming between the dip of his bowed spine. Jimin swallowed dryly. He had back dimples. His hand slipped.

Day Four

I’m drinking something lethal (must be you) | synecius | vmin Kim Taehyug, the self-proclaimed best Potions Maker in all of Dahlia, would be the first of his profession to have invented, prepared, and successfully completed the Most Powerful Love Potion Ever Created. But, does that really matters if it doesn't work on the one and only person he loves?

a letter to the moon | words_unravel | ot7

Graced | plantlet | gen Jeon Jungkook hates to be touched. He also hates his nightmares. But mostly, he hates to be alone.

Pieces of a whole | goodbyelover | yoonkook In a world where magic is just every day life and there's a slew of gods and goddesses to follow, Jungkook is just trying to do his best. Everything begins to change when he meets a mysterious tattoo artist named Min Yoongi.

fireflies | kaythebest | vmin When Jimin is six, his brother catches a fairy in a jar.

I know you; I walked with you once upon a dream | anatomiadea | yoonseok In a society where humans and supernatural creatures coexist together, Yoongi is a cursed human who he has been asleep for 500 years. Namjoon is the witch who was assigned to teach Yoongi about modern world, but he wasn´t able to find time to properly help the man and he asked his friend Hoseok, an earth witch, for help. Hoseok starts teaching Yoongi everything about the 21st century and Yoongi ends falling in love with the boy who looks so much like an old lover he had 500 years ago

Firepower | eclecticat | namjin, yoonseok If there’s one thing Kim Seokjin is expecting to see inside his freezer, it’s not a small scaly lizard lounging on top of his ice tray and eating an extremely small scoop of his expensive pistachio ice cream.

Dude, Don’t Be Scared | sunshlneboys | vmin It's 7am on a Saturday, It's not really going the way Jimin had hoped. He's currently handcuffed in a decidedly unsexy way, sitting in his living room and being questioned for murder by fairy police officers. All while his boyfriend sleeps peacefully upstairs. His weekend's not really off to a great start.

Day Five

Kindred Spirits | makitaechim (MnM_PD) | vmin, yoonjin Three Spell Casters. Two Roommates. Two best friends. One fucked up phone. One hell of a game. Will everyone survive a spell gone wrong?

every road leads back to you | vminism | vmin Taehyung knew, from the very first moment he met Jimin, that he was out of this world, unforgettable. He was only half right.

and we return to the beauty [from which we came] | spookynat | yoonmin yoongi is a writer and jimin is his come-to-life character

you’d think me rude but i would just stand and stare | melanic | vmin

There’s a Honey | mnsg | taegi Yoongi wakes up one morning to discover that everything he wished for has come true.

Keep You Alive | tinytaegi | vmin Jimin was about to go back to sucking his blood, but Taehyung kept giggling and Jimin murmured an annoyed “shut up”. Taehyung couldn’t hold back his laughter anymore. “No, you shut up.” Jimin wanted to talk back but suddenly, it was as if his lips were glued together. The other was wheezing by now, doubling over before looking into Jimin’s eyes with a mischievous grin. “Get on your knees, babe.” And Jimin’s body moved on its own. or One bad life decision leads Jimin to be dependent on the most hated vampire in the city.

the sky that ate up the blue sea | krystaljung | jihope

Min Yoongi: Author and...Magical Prince? | quebaek | yoonseok “My lord.” Jungkook started. “No, stop!” Yoongi stood up, “Quit saying that. I’m not your lord. I’m a writer. I write novels. And you aren’t a page, okay? You’re just a barista at Starbucks. I don’t know how I got in this castle, but I don’t belong here and I’m not going to keep sitting on this goddamn throne all day.”

find me in your depths (save me with your soul | vminskook (Mery_Strider_Egbert) | taekook Kim Taehyung, a sworn knight to the royal family, is sent to Earth to find Jeon Jeongguk, the long-thought dead prince of the kingdom of Vescaria.

we who bore the mark | tendershipping | vminkook Each summer, Jeongguk and Seokjin take a backpacking trip. This year, they're separated, and Jeongguk finds himself very lost and far from alone.

Day Six 

Crocodile Tears | larryflurry | yoonmin, namjin "I'm sorry, I thought you were someone else." He said as his round cheeks started to turn a shade of pink, almost the same pink as his fluffy hair. Almost. "Sorry to disappoint you then" Yoongi stated in response. "And honestly, I thought you were supposed to be something else."

or the one where Jimin wasn't exactly what Yoongi was supposed to be looking for, but he found him and he's not about to complain about it

He’s a Phantom | feihart | jihope Jimin could hear the hushed voices of his parents discussing his poor performance with his physics’ teacher. They’ve had the same lengthy discussion so far with the chemistry teacher, the math teacher and the English teacher, his parents’ good mood dropping with each bad review they get. When asked, Jimin didn’t have a better explanation for them other than ghost-fighting and keeping up grades was hard to balance—but he couldn’t quite tell them that. OR That Danny Phantom AU nobody asked for.

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