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we-have-bangtan · 3 years

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I summoned you

Random one-shot #3

Pairing: demons!OT7 x witch!reader

Genre: fluff, fluff and more fluff, poly au

warning: swearing, its hella longggggg. <33

Part 2

Synopsis: The seven most powerful demons in the world were summoned for the first time in over a hundred years only to find out that their summoner is a little witch who was being hunted by witch hunters. She seeks protection from them but at what cost?

“Who the fuck summoned us?” Hoseok groaned feeling the familiar pain of transformation go through his body, “I don’t know but it better be worth it, I’m getting too old for this shit” Seokjin groaned as pain shot through his veins, black, bat-like wings erupting from his back as he fell to the ground in pain, the scars on his body burning up.

Namjoon wasn’t much better either, biting into a pillow as burning pain took over his head, his horns and fangs coming out for the occasion, it had been over a hundred years since they had last been summoned and they were bearing the pain of not transforming in all there years, Jungkook hissed as he felt his tailbone extend out of his body, piercing through his skin to form a tail.

Jimin and Tae held each other as each of their left eyes glowed bright, screaming as they changed from black to red, “I hope it isn’t an accident again or I’ll eat them alive” Jungkook groaned as he pulled himself off the ground grimacing at the pain that shot through his body.

Yoongi was the only one not in pain because he had been living in his demon form for a few years now, he didn’t have to transform.

“The spell was lost, I don’t know how someone is summoning us” he informed as Seokjin opened the portal to the mortal world, the portal would take them to where ever they were being summoned.

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Y/n anxiously stared at the pentagram she had drawn on her cottage floor, she’d be over if this spell didn’t work. She could hear the villagers approaching, could see the glow of their torches from her window. They were climbing up the hill, coming for her life, this spell was her only way of living.

She didn't know why the villagers had turned on her so easily when she had never done anything to them. She had kept her witchcraft confined to her cottage and its surroundings, but they seemed to have found out, she would blame the church people for that, because they were at the beginning of the uprising egging the villagers on.

They had almost caught her an hour ago when she had gone down for supplies, her arms were bruised from their assault but she had managed to escape from them, but she could run anywhere except her cottage.

She couldn't run anymore, there was no where to run now, she either had to stand and fight, which she was too weak for, or she had to perish, which she was too stubborn for so she had taken to the last resort, the demon spell.

Her magic wouldn't be enough to Wipeout all the people who were marching up the hill to her cottage, they'd burn her on the stake if they caught a hold of her, it would be a death with no pride or honor.

She felt the air shift around her, the salt grains blowing here and there and the candles flickering, the wind picked up speed outside as a portal opened directly above the pentagram and a demon fell out, falling to the ground with a thud and a groan. She moved to help him up but quickly stopped as a scream came from inside the portal before six other demons fell on the first one. Chaos ensured as each of them yelled at the other to get off their wings or tails or any other body part, she loudly cleared her throat to grab their attention making seven pairs of eyes snap to her.

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"Did you summon us little girl?" Namjoon asked as he took in her condition, she was awfully malnourished, her arms bruised and frail, she was a timid little thing who he assumed wasn't much younger than Jungkook before he had been changed into a demon. The girl nodded, holding a wand in her hand, a witch, Seokjin realized before he focused on her arms, “How did you summon us little witch” he asked, he was pretty sure the spell to summon them was a 21+ spell and she barely looked 18+ to him.

“with the spell of course although I didn’t know it would summon seven of them, I would have drawn a lager circle had i known” she mumbled making Yoongi gawk at her statement, “HOW THE FUCK DO YOU CAST A SUMMONING SPELL WITHOUT KNOWING HOW MANY DEMONS IT WOULD SUMMON?? WE COULD HAVE RIPPED YOUR THROAT OUT THE MOMENT WE SHOWED UP HERE” Hoseok barked, snapping his fangs at her.

“I know, no need to be an arse about it” she retorted as Hoseok stared at her in disbelief, “well then why did you summon us little witch?” Taehyung intervened, “I need help,” she stated plainly. This piqued Jimin’s interest, they all were clearly thinking the same thigh judging from the look in their eyes, they were mates, he knew how they thought, “Are you sure you can pay the price for our services darling” Seokjin remarked sweeping his eyes over the mostly bare cottage.

This girl was clearly living alone, a cauldron with coals under it sat in one corner of the house and a winding staircase lead up to attic which he assumed was her bedroom. Clothes hung to dry near the fire place in another corner of the house, her cupboards were mostly empty other than a loaf of bread and a tin of something he couldn’t recognize. She clearly didn’t have much to give.

“What is your price?” She asked, Yoongi admired her guts, she was clearly working hard on trying to seem unafraid, although she failed miserably, at least she tried. The seven of them thought for a while when they head a loud bang on the door. The girls eyes widened in fear, “they’re here” she cursed as she cast a colloportus spell on the door, “hurry up please” she pleaded, “what’s going on? what help do you need?” Jungkook asked as Seokjin place a shield over the door blocking the people from coming in for a short while.

“They’re hunting me and i want them gone” she revealed, the boys looked up at her, “how sure are you that we won’t rip your throat once you set us free from this circle” Yoongi asked, “I don’t have anything to lose if you kill me the moment i let you free, I don’t have much to live for anyway” she answered, “we’ll discuss the price once we’re done” Namjoon warned as she cast the aqua eructo spell, a stream of water sprouting from the tip of her wand, wiping the circle of salt away just as a window shattered, glass spilling everywhere.

“Jimin, get her somewhere safe” Namjoon commanded his mate, the younger demon nodded dutifully before stepping forward and wrapping an arm around her waist, positioning his wings, “hold on tight” he warned as he too to the air, going out through the back door of the cottage, taking her to the roof of the cottage, “stay here while we sort that stuff out” he told her, taking off to join the others.

They possessed the humans, making them kill each other or they’d simply burn them to a crisp, she had expected them to be strong and powerful, but not this powerful, powerful to wipe out all the people who had come to attack her. She didn’t pay much heed to the humans who ran into the forests, she didn’t care where they went as long as they didn’t come near her or her cow, Morphus, who was currently in the shed, a little away from the clearing she lived at.

She noticed one of the church men trying to climb the roof to get to her but she quickly jinxed him, making him fall off the roof. Half way through the battle, Yoongi called in quits because the boys could deal with it without him, he joined Y/n on the roof top, folding his wings carefully to not hurt her, “Why don’t you just move from here, go fin some other forest to live in” he asked, leaning back on his hands, looking up at the sky, “there’s no where else to go, I’ve been running for too long” she answered and with that all conversation subsided as they both watched the others fight, Yoongi noticed a few people running for the forests and jerked up to go after them only to be stopped by Y/n, “let them be,” she said and he obey’d.

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It didn’t take the demons long to finish everyone, they all gathered in her kitchen, Jin and Taehyung were hurt, but nothing big, just minor wounds according to the two demons but she insisted on tending to their injuries with a warm cloth and some potions, “this will scar” she told Jin, feeling guilty all of a sudden, “one of a million, don’t worry” he smiled as she wrapped his almost fully healed hand up.

“what is this?” Jungkook asked as he peered down the mug on Y/n’s table, “banana milk” she answered as she turned to Taehyung to wrap his wound up too, Jungkook took a sip of the milk before downing the whole mug, “do you have more?” he asked, looking like a child who wants an extra treat, she nodded, getting up to pull out a jar full of it from her cupboard, handing it to the boy, she didn’t seem the least bothered that a demon boy was drinking up all her banana milk.

“so what is the price I have to pay? if you’ll hurry up, I have cleaning to do” she said looking at the dead bodies scattered all around her house, some even on tree branches. The boys looked at each other, “We’ll need some time to discuss” Namjoon said on behalf of them all, “you do that and I’ll clean that up” she said, grabbing her wand and leaving the house.

“So, what now?” Namjoon asked once he made sure she was far away from them, “I don’t think she can really give much, she barely has anything herself” Hoseok said, scanning the room again, “This place is nice tho, although she could use some more things in it” Seokjin admitted, looking around the peaceful cottage, it was clean, and would look beautiful if it wasn’t so bare, “it is” Namjoon admitted when Jimin’s piped up, “I don’t like the fact that she lives like this, she could die any moment and no one would notice, maybe we can come here more often” he suggested, already planning all the things he’d bring here from the underworld, Namjoon nodded, “it has been way too long since I’ve actually seen the sky, donno why mortals have to have all the good things when they die so easily” he huffed as he looked out of the window, looking down at the valley in which the village nestled.

“I have an idea hyung, why don’t we use her place as a sort of abode, she can offer her house to us when ever we want in exchange for our services” Taehyung offered and Namjoon and Seokjin agreed, it would be nice to come to the mortal world often, “is everyone fine with that?” he asked the others, none of them rejected the idea and soon enough, Y/n was called back in.

They explained what they wanted and she just stared at them, dumbfound, “why would you want to come here when you can live luxuriously in the demon world?” she asked, “the demon world is not all its cooked up to be” Jimin answered.

It took a little convincing (threatening) to get her to agree but she did.

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The boys were common visitors to her little cottage, each of them would show up on their own accord and timing with their own reasons, often in their human form, she had been surprised to see how much more handsome the seven of them were in their human forms and she had told them so.

They would show up with little things that she would need around the house, sometimes unnoticeable and sometimes ridiculous, they’d bring her small fancy plates and saucers, fabrics and potion ingredients and even a new wand once before they progressed to bringing bigger things like vases and pillows and rugs despite her protesting.

Namjoon was the first to show up at her door with a book in hand to see books about the seven of them scattered on her table. They had stopped popping up directly inside the house after Y/n had yelled at them for freaking her out, “reading up on us I see” he commented as he dragged a chair to sit, “I’ll have to because i literally don’t know anything about the seven of you” she mumbled as she read on. They both read their books in silence before Y/n offered him tea which he accepted gratefully.

Seokjin and Jungkook were the next one’s to show up because they were hungry, she served them with honey bread and maple syrup. Seokjin showed a keen interest in cooking, offering to help her out while she cooked for the three of them, since then, he’d show up during meal times to eat with her and cook with her, it became something the two of them got used to and one of the greatest things Seokjin would miss once she had passed.

Jungkook and her bonded over banana milk, the boy couldn’t get enough of it, even taking some back to the demon realm only to come back for more the next day. They both would wander the forest in search of bananas and maple trees and make the banana milk together, he was the most frequent visitor that even Morphus had started to recognize Jungkook who would sit next to Y/n when she milked the cow every morning.

Tae and Jimin would often come together just to mess with her and to make a fool out of the villagers down in the valley. They went herb searching together in the forests. They’d pick flowers for the house and they even dug up a well for the little cottage to use.

Hoseok would also come by often just to gossip with her, telling her about all the events in the demon world, they both would talk over tea and little cakes about Namjoon’s snoring and Seokjin’s new obsession with bad jokes. On days which were not too hot or too cold they’d set up a table outside and just bask in each others company.

Yoongi was the last to visit her, and even when he did visit, he decided to take a nap only to get back up complaining about how bumpy the mattress was before vanishing off and coming back with a new mattress. They’d nap together on days Y/n didn’t have anything to do, and had been found wrapped up with each other by the other quiet often.

They’d all come together once every few days to have lunch and dinner and to talk and play, enjoying the sun and grass and flowers before they had to go back to the demon world.

It was funny to see the seven strongest demons be so gentle and ind to a little human girl, weaving flower crowns for her and laying their head in her lap, taking cat naps together.

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They seven boys got quiet attached to the little witch, trying to meet her as often as possible and be as gentle as possible to her. Imagine their surprise when Namjoon walked in on a sorcerer sitting on one of the chairs as Y/n made him a cup of tea.

“A demon!” the sorcerer shrieked as Namjoon came inside the house, Y/n slowly turned around to see Namjoon standing st the door, greeting him with a smile and a kiss to his cheek, “Namjoon-ah meet my mentor, the great Sorcerer Potter” she introduced as Namjoon felt a green knot form in his chest, he was sure the rest of his mates felt it too because a portal opened not soon after, tossing the 6 other boys into the mortal world, all of them looking eerily calm, “why is he here y/n? he questioned, “he just came to visit” she explained, “then why is his smell all over you?” Jungkook demanded, grabbing her wrist to get a scent of her.

“get lost” Yoongi hissed at the sorcerer, the powerful man shrieked as he apparated to who knows where. “Y/n,” Hoseok said, taking her hands in his, “did he touch you” he asked, his voice low, she shook her head, no, no one had touched her, thank the demons, Jimin thought as he enveloped her in his arms, overpowering the sorcerer’s smell with his own. “good, don’t let anyone touch you except for us little witch” Seokjin mumbled as he placed a kiss on her forehead, she hummed in agreement as they all bundled up in her cozy cottage, now a lot more comfortable and colorful than before.

They loved her but they couldn’t have her because demons didn’t deserve happiness, it was a curse on them, they weren’t meant to love, only hate and kill because even if they loved y/n they’d inevitably end up with a part of their heart hollow because demons couldn’t love little witches because demons were immortal while witches would meet their end soon enough.

None of them laid with their little witch because it was forbidden but they did caress her, they held her close and made her feel warm and loved by each of them, they were tender and careful with her, trying to spend every moment with her and while that might seem like too much for a mortal, it was a mere few moments for immortals and they tried to carve her memory into their hearts and minds so they would never forget her despite how much time passed by.

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The eight of them spent 86 years together, Y/n passed due to illness at the ripe age of a hundred and twelve years with a smile and her seven demons surrounding her when she too her last breath.

The demons wished she’d reincarnate bu they didn’t keep much hope in that because demons wishes were never fulfilled. But they lived on with the memory of the little witch who had summoned them and had carved herself into their cold, dark hearts.

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Y/n's cottage

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First try, how was it? let me know!!!!

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twi-liight · 4 years

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hi! can you please do hcs for muriel, portia and asra w/ an apprentice that is constantly chaotic all the time-- like, always doing dangerous and/or impulsive things for the thrill of it, with their magic or just shenanigans around vesuvia and how they'd react when they eventually get injured or in trouble? sorry if this is too open ended ! they/them pronouns pls btw 💞

Thank you for the ask~ apologies for how long this took me. I hope it was worth the wait!!!

・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。..・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Asra feels a thrill of panic whenever they disappear into a crowd. Not because they’re prone to getting lost, but they’re prone for attracting trouble. To themselves or indirectly to others. There’s no workaround for this. Sometimes he just has to follow them and watch them do something wild and letting it ride out.

Is he worried? Of course. He lost them once already. That wasn’t their fault, the plague wrongfully took them, so he took them back. The idea of them in danger? He hates it. It puts a bitter taste in his mouth.

That’s not to say he that won’t join. Asra is closest to the Arcana that can represent mischief and wit; he loves a good harmless prank and fun shenanigans. So long as it’s harmless, or if some good-for-nothing idiot gets what they deserve.

It should be no surprise that when the apprentice gets seriously injured that Asra becomes fickle and panicky. Will do everything in his power to make sure they are okay, and if it’s something he cannot heal, he will bring them to Julian as fast as he can. Once they’re okay, once everything has been all said and done, expect him to scold them. Asra is so so patient with the apprentice but this is a line that they are crossing: why on earth would they purposefully put themselves in danger like that? Because it’s fun?

Give him a second. He needs to breathe.

Assure him that they’ll be more careful next time. He knows they’re bound to break that promise, but he feels better nonetheless.

There’s a saying that goes, “Trouble shared is trouble halved”. That is law in their relationship. Wherever they go, Portia and trouble follow. Except trouble isn’t halved. It’s doubled. Tripled….

Quadrupled.

People genuinely fear for their lives when the two of them are around. They’ve heard stories. One time, Portia and [F/N] were pregaming in Vesuvia and woke up in Nopal. There was that one time they said some pretty choice words to a bunch of mercenaries and Portia scared them off. How she did that, no one knows, but they ran with a tail between their legs and even sent the Countess an apology.

Nadia would ask the two of them to pipe the fuck down, but 1) she knows that she’d be asking for a lot, so she doesn’t bother and 2) it’s a good intimidation tactic, so… you know, why bother.

Everything is done in spades, then. It’s fun, it’s a thrill, and it’s a memory to share with the cutest girl in the world. The two of them can take a couple of bruises and scars, so it’s no big deal. Until they get really hurt, that is.

One day, they don’t come stumbling into Portia’s little cottage to tell her about their day at work. Weird, they would have told her beforehand, right? Oh well…

Imagine her surprise when one of the chamberlains has been sent to tell her that they broke their leg and how Julian has been treating to them in the palace. How it happened became a blur to her. Portia was already halfway out the door the moment their name and ‘broken leg’ was in the same sentence.

She’s angry. Sure, they do stupid shit together, but it’s stupid shit that isn’t borderline irresponsible. They’re an adult, they should know better! What the fuck did they even do, jump off a two story building for fun? Fuck off! Are you kidding her? Oh, they are so going to get an earful… The moment she sees them, she’ll… She’ll…

The moment she sees them, she bursts into tears.

“Are you okay?!” She blubbers, “a-are you okay? What are you, stupid? Going off like that and getting yourself hurt! You’re unbelievable!”

“I’m fine, Portia…”

She ignores that. She whips around to Julian and hisses, “Ilyushka, you better give them your best. Don’t you dare half-ass this unless you want to be the one on the bed, battered and broken.”

“Wh– Pasha, of course I will give them my best! I’m a little hurt you would think otherwise… But I know you. You’re just worried about your dear [F/N].” He leans over to [F/N] and whispers theatrically loudly on purpose, “Maybe it would be wise not to tell her that you were pushed and that’s how you broke your leg.”

Shit.

Julian grins.

And that’s the story of how Portia nearly went to jail.

Muriel finds the apprentice’s antics to be… endearing, sometimes. Seeing them grin widely before they jump off a cliff into a freezing cold lake? The loud whoop that leaves them, followed by laughter… Look, that’s not that bad. At least they’re safe. Anything that isn’t going to put them in danger and make them happy? Fine, whatever. He might even join their cliff-diving antics. What a treat for them. To see him surface the cold waters and rush his hand through his dark, wet hair… Nice.

Other antics, though? He’s going to have a panic attack. A magician as strong as them is a sight to see, but their power can be overwhelming sometimes. Summoning an entire yard of catnip that accidentally attracts not only hundreds of cats but other mythic beasts? Placing a stormcloud over someone’s head because they made a snide remark about him? Trying to see how many chilli chocolate cakes they can eat before they throw up? Climbing the palace walls all the way to the tippy top of the towers?????? For FUN????? He’s going to have a heart attack.

Thankfully, Muriel has had training™. He’s been friends with Asra for years. When he sees that glint of chaos in their eyes, he would gently grab the back of their shirt, shake his head, and grunt, “No”. Surprisingly, it’s very effective.

Some rando: [makes eye contact with Muriel and smirks]

Apprentice: ?????? you got a problem???

Muriel: [fuck]

Some rando: nothing i was just wondering why you decided to lower your standards and date this man

Apprentice:

Muriel:

If the apprentice gets seriously injured, he would be so worried. Muriel would drop everything to rush them to Julian. Yes, Julian. He thinks that man is fucking silly and weird but he can’t just stand by and let them succumb to pain. Muriel would be quiet the whole time, but he would listen intently to Julian’s instructions. When Julian leaves them alone, he would just give them a half-glare half-pout.

It’s adorable.

But even more devastatingly adorable, “Just… stop hurting yourself… Please?” And there’s a desperate gleam in his green eyes, peering into theirs. His voice is so soft, so unlike his gruff tone, and pleading. It’s very effective.

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