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— trials of athena ; intro
— genre ; enemies to lovers, kinda slow burn, friends to lovers
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in which athena green's life changes the moment jeon jungkook moves in the house next door.
and in which jeon jungkook - the mysterious dickwad, finally arouses feelings within athena - feelings she's never experienced before.
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this is honestly one of my favorite books I’ve written! It’s not completed yet, but over on Wattpad TOA has eighteen chapters that I’m going to cross post over here. I hope you laugh, find happiness, and have a good times reading about Athena’s adventures! Feel free to reblog, comment, and check out my other works here and on Wattpad!
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This is an academy au crossover! You don’t need to know all about the academy to understand! But know that Athena has nine dads and one mom! Her parents are in a poly relationship so don’t get confused lol
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Stars to my moon |chapter-8|
Genre: Soulmateau! Idolau!Angst;fluff;drama;romance, polyamorousAu!
Pairing:ot7×f!OC
Summary: He took big strides, halting right in front of me as he bends to my eye level, causing me lean back a little. I could feel his breath fanning my face, looking into his eyes, I could see a storm of anger into them.
"We have been nothing but considerate of you and your feelings, while all you've given in return is rejection and cold shoulder since day one." He grits out.
when Selene's 22nd birthday doesn't go as she expected, her world turns upside down, making her resent her soulmates. Will she ever come to accept them in her life or will she continue to run away holding onto her past love?
Bouncing his leg up and down, chewing on the pen, he couldn't help but wonder what was happening across the hall.
With a sigh, he slams his pen down on the table, getting up to pace around the room.
Taehyung was trying to concentrate on his music, wanting to take his mind off the fact that the other members were in Selene's new apartment, trying to help her settle in, but the thought of everyone with her: enjoying, and making new memories was unsettling to him.
Not because he didn't want to share her or was possessive over her, but because he wasn't there with them, he won't be included in those memories.
Setting his ego aside, he finally gives in to the urge to stalk across the hall. However, voices could be heard even outside her apartment since the door wasn't locked. And Taehyung could perfectly recognize those voices and what they were saying as he approached the place.
"Hey, is this you?" Jimin asks, most probably to Selene.
"What? Heyy! Give that back! You're not supposed to see that just yet!"
"Oh no, No. Others need to see this." Jimin says, just in time for Taehyung to watch the further occurrence from the doorway. The scene had his steps halted and jaw clenching.
Jimin was running around the messy sitting room while Selene chased him, swearing at him while they both laughed. They looked like a normal, happy couple there, and Taehyung was happy for his friend but what had him step back and turn around to go back to his own place was not the thought of giving them privacy but the fact that, he too, wanted to be included in her life but was afraid of the rejection.
This wasn't the first time he had caught Selene with his members and one of her other soulmates. Just this morning, Selene was happily cooking together with Jin; the way her aura glowed with serenity and happiness was a rare sight to see. One he had never had the luck to see before then. Not just that, but he had also seen her talking with Namjoon at the ungodly hour of the night. Both, getting to know each other and sharing their troubles. He hadn't meant to eavesdrop but overheard that her mother was the one who convinced her to give them a chance. He was so thankful for her mother but couldn't help being jealous of their relationship. Out of all of them, Namjoon would be the one who knows Selene even just a little.
Since tomorrow she had not but glanced at him one time when they held hands to not get sick. And now seeing her like this with Jimin- he understands that the problem is not about them being her soulmates anymore. It was HIM being her soulmate. Lord knows what he has done besides giving her the piece of mind that she desperately needed.
With an anxious mind and furious steps, he gets back to his room and falls into his twirling chair. Mind going over the possibilities of confronting her for the not-so-subtle ignorance of his existence. Because he had to, or he would lose his mind pondering over the why.
The only question remaining was HOW? He breathes out a sigh of annoyance. He didn't want to do anything that he would regret later. Something that would cause an even bigger rift between the two.
Taehyung gets up from the chair, running his hand through his hair. The sound of footsteps coming towards his room with a huff interrupts his brainstorming. He peeks out of his room to find out who the sound belonged to, finding his hyung searching for something in a hurry.
"Hyung! What are you doing?" He asks, fully stepping out of his room.
"The company called; they need me in. And I just can't find my fucking will to go. All I wanted to do was sleep for a while." Yoongi says with a huff making Taehyung crack up.
Yoongi; after having woken up late in the morning, got the news of getting the day off to help Selene settle in from Jin, and needless to say, he was ecstatic. And no, not to help her. But for the bliss that he will get sleeping after having done so.
"Forget that. What are you doing here when everyone is there having fun, huh?" His Hyung asks with a pointed look.
He looks down and shakes his head. "What does it matter, hyung? If I am there or not?"
"You know it does. Everyone wants you there."
"Not her. She doesn't want me there."
"And why do you say that? Has she said something to you?" Yoongi raises an eyebrow.
He laughs, "She'll say something to me when she acknowledges my existence. That's the point, Hyung. She is acting like I don't exist. She has gone and made amends with every one of her soulmates except me. She doesn't want anything to do with me. She's got everything she would want in them anyways, the brain, the beauty, and the heart. Where would I even fit in? There is no place left."
"Don't say that. You need to give her some time. She might still be a little upset at you, or maybe she is afraid just like you. Don't go jumping to conclusions." Yoongi consoles him, putting a hand on his shoulder. Taehyung nods, not believing him fully but letting the hope creep in.
"Now, let's go. Everyone is waiting." Yoongi takes his hand and leads him to her apartment.
Stopping at the door, "You go in. I'll join you guys for dinner after." Saying this, Yoongi disappears down the hall.
With a sigh, he musters up the courage to bear getting ignored by his soulmate again. Gulping down the hurt and anger, he tries to stay calm and impassive as he steps into the apartment, not letting his steps falter.
But, as he steps into the apartment a second time that day the picture playing in front of him is much worse than before. And he broke.
Selene tastes the food from the spoon and then forwards the spoon to Jungkook, who starts jumping with mad brows after tasting it. Making Selene nervous,
"What is it? You don't like it? is it too spicy?"
"Aani aani." He retaliates.
Namjoon laughs as he shakes his head. "He always does this when he likes the food. It's his way of expressing that the food is good."
She laughs, and others don't miss this opportunity to tease the maknae.
"AArghhhh... Jkayyy..."
Jungkook hides behind Jin, hands touching his ears softly; something he does when he's shy, with his bunny smile. They all have this belief that Jin's broad shoulders can save them from anything in the world. I know, Funny. But cute.
Back to the topic at hand, The reason Taehyung broke was not their smiles nor the family-like atmosphere but the fact that Selene is even friendly and smiley towards someone who is not her soulmate. That means the problem is him only. Maybe he went too far when he called her a bitch, but well, she was acting like it. And he won't let regret fill his heart. He did what he did for his best friend, and they are happy now. Trying. Because of that. He just needs to find a way to mend his relationship with her.
Taking a deep breath in, he approaches them. His heart, beating fast. The hope that maybe she will acknowledge him or just pass him a small smile was there. But well, what is the point of false hope, right? Because she didn't. As he approached, Jimin comes by his side, talking about what just took place, oblivious that he had already seen it and let it scratch at his heart.
Everyone takes a seat, curiously watching Selene cook with Jin and Jungkook helping her.
"She is making something from her culture. Gazpacho?" Jimin looks at Selene, confirming if he said it right.
"Gazpacho and Paella (Pa-yay-ah)" she teaches him and he repeats it back to Taehyung.
He nods. One thing he notices is not once during this exchange did Selene look at him directly. She corrected Jimin with a small polite smile and went back to doing her thing. He closes his fist, trying to drink down the hurt.
The cooking goes on, Selene doing most of the work, with Jin and Jungkook teasing and fighting each other in the back. These guys really do start anywhere, but what can one say? That's what makes their relationship exceptional.
Hoseok and Namjoon talk as the latter say something that makes Hobi laugh so hard; he starts clapping his hand.
"Care to share?" Selene raises an eyebrow at them. A small smile played on her lips.
Hoseok shakes his head, making the motion of sealing his lips. All the while trying to contain his laughter. Namjoon hangs his head, also trying to hide his dimpled smile.
Meanwhile, Taehyung had to chew on the hurt and anger he was feeling. He is going to ask her tonight why she is behaving like this to him. He can not be in the dark anymore. His patience has run out. He now just needs to find an appropriate time for it.
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Trying to ignore Taehyung has turned out to be a much harder task than I thought it would. His presence is big. Even when he quietly sits on the side, he attracts attention. But that is something I can't give in to.
The way I have seen it, Taehyung has had some problems with me since the start. why wouldn't he? the way I treated them, ignored our connections, no one deserves that kind of behavior. And I am not ready to broach that subject with him yet because I fear he might reject me. I suspect nothing major will happen to me if one or two of my soulmates out of seven refuses to be with me, but still, he holds a piece of my soul. The puzzle of my heart will not be completed if even one of them refuses to be with me.
The quiet, frowny look he wears whenever he is near me is painful to watch. How bad would you feel if your presence became the reason for the frown on your soulmate's face? I don't ever want to experience this again. But the connection between our souls has been pulling my gaze towards him and even with my resistance I had sneaked a handful of looks at him whenever he wasn't looking at me. Better yet, glaring at me.
That's what it has been like with him. He gives me glares, and I try my best to ignore them in order to avoid the hurt.
I sigh softly, making up an excuse to leave the kitchen while the dish simmers. Asking Jungkook and Jin to see it doesn't get burnt.
With their nod, I make my way toward my new bedroom. The decor is all beige and white. On the shelves above my bed sits my plants, giving the room a home-y calm vibe. I take a seat on the side of my bed, smoothening out its wrinkles. I wish someone could smooth out the wrinkles in my and Taehyung's relationship just like that.
I get up, looking for my phone. Maybe my mother could help me and give me some advice on how to approach him.
I look on and inside my bedside table but have no luck; I move onto the shelves, my closet, and under the pillow, but I don't find it anywhere. Where the fuck did I put my fucking phone!
A sigh of frustration leaves my mouth. I should ask one of the guys to call on it. I never put my mobile on silent, so it should be easy to find.
I look down at my feet, carrying me out of my bedroom. God, I need to go to the salon. My toenails are in very poor shape. I huff out at my own ignorance. I never let my salon date pass.
Just as I look back up again, a hand clasps around my own, and I am suddenly being pulled into the dark hallway, opposite of where I intended of going, might I add.
The person slams me against the wall, one hand still holds my own, pressing it against the wall beside my head, and the other rests above my head.
"Wha-" my curse dies out on my tongue when I see who the culprit is.
Collecting myself, I ask, "What are you doing!?" trying to break my hand free from his grip.
"No." He interrupts me, refusing to let go of his hold on me. "What are YOU doing, huh?"
"What!?" I ask at his accusing tone, oblivious of what the fuck he is on about,
Gritting his teeth, he answers, "Why are you ignoring me?"
Hearing his question, I scoff, going into defensive mode. "Excuse me! I am ignoring YOU?"
"Yes."
Alright! If he wants to pretend that he wasn't the one acting all prideful and ignorant before, I'll play along. He's going to be the one regretting either way.
"Well, don't you think that might be because you deserve it? You don't think you did something that would lead to me ignoring you, Taehyung?" I ask him absurdly, still trying to get my hand out of his grip, which he still refuses to let go
"No. I don't think so. All I did was put some sense into you and pushed you in the right direction." He gets closer to me. So close, I can feel his breath on my face.
"Reallyyy!? Excuse me if my memory doesn't serve me right, but weren't you the one who called me a bitch?" I cock my head.
"Um, Weren't you the one acting like a bitch and planning to leave your soulmates?" He throws it back at me. Offending me, boy.
"You all were practically strangers to me! What the fuck had you expected!? I would bear out my heart to you, trust you and accept you all in a matter of an eyeblink!!? Just because you are my soulmates!? That is ABSURD!" I breathe heavily, my heart racing fast.
All my life, I have avoided confrontations. Talking about what I think is hard for me, showing any emotions is a no-go. It is something that I just can't do. Eric was there all the way. Still, it wasn't easy for me to completely be vulnerable in front of him. But this man! He just knows how to push my buttons. God, He is making me talk, and I do not like it. Still, I won't stop now. Not now, This has to be said.
"NO!" he slams the wall beside my head, getting more close to my face; I have to look sideways to avoid contact as he speaks, gritting his teeth. "IF you were acting all cold and ignorant because you wanted to take time to KNOW us before committing and diving into this, it would have been fine; it even would have been welcomed. But you did all that not to know us but to push us away to get back with your past lover! How had YOU expected us to react!? Did you think we would be okay with you stomping all over us to get back to your boyfriend? The same boyfriend who left You for his soulmate. Do you really think he was worthy of your love and sacrifice?"
"No! Don't you dare bring Eric into this. Whatever happened, he is still my friend, and he left me because he cared for all the lives that would have been affected by this, as in Yours! Also, I have never wanted ill for any of you. I would have sealed our bond, and we all could have been happy with the ones who we would choose."
"You really think we could have chosen someone else when we knew you were out there, that at last, we were going to be together because you're the one destiny wants us to be with." He asks, his eyes going soft. Looking into them, for a second, I forget that we were fighting; this is the first time he has let me see the vulnerability in his eyes, and something tells me being vulnerable isn't easy for him as well.
Looking away, I say, "Anyway, moving on. After talking with my mother, I have decided to give this a chance. so why are you bringing this up again when I have already apologized?"
"That's the thing Selene, You have apologized and mended your relationship with everyone. Everybody except me. How do you think I feel about that?" His eyes gave out an emotion I couldn't put my finger on.
"I don't know. I didn't think you'd care." Shrugging, I tell him honestly.
"Why did you think that?"
"Because you don't like me from day one, and you've been ignoring me like a plague, and you are always glaring at me. What else am I supposed to think? You don't act that way when you care, Taehyung." I sigh as I tell him.
The way he has been acting has hurt me, even if I don't have the right to say so. I know I hurt them first, but I get it now, and I want to know them now. And his unspoken rejection stung.
"You think I am ignoring you?" He asks, a bit surprised as he finally softens his grip on my hand, backing away just a little.
"Yes, obviously." Even when I know that I could free my hand now that his grip has loosened, I don't. I let him hold my hand. Craving the little connection our souls are getting from our little encounter.
"What makes you think that?" Pure confusion displayed in his eyes.
"I don't know? The fact that you never talk to me? Leave the room when I enter? Avoid making any eye contact?"
"I don't avoid eye contact; you do. And I don't talk to you because you are always preoccupied with someone. And I leave the room because-" he abruptly stops. His expressions tell me he said something he thought he shouldn't have. Still, I push.
"Because..? Because what Taehyung? Because you don't want to be near a bitch like me? Because you don't want me near your friends? Because you think my personality is so hideous that you can't look at it for-"
"Because it hurts, dammit!" Shouting, he interrupts me. "Because it hurts to see you all smiley and happy with the others and ignoring me. Even with Jungkook, you act like you guys are such good friends while you avoid any interaction with me, your own soulmate." He whispers, making me completely shut up.
When I don't say anything, he looks up with misty eyes. "I know you don't want me. Why would you, when you have everything you could ever want in those three? They're the brains, beauty, and heart. But you're the only soulmate I have. And I want to be with you, even if I have to be at the bottom of your list."
Hearing him breaks my heart; I didn't know he felt like that. I never intended for him to question himself. Freeing my hand from his grip, I touch his cheeks, making his eyes stay on mine. "No. You never were and never will be at the bottom of my list, Taehyung, because there is no list. I never approached you because I thought you didn't want me. I want all of you. All of you hold a piece of my soul; it won't be complete if I don't have you."
Taehyung doesn't say anything for a minute, only looking into my eyes. As if to ensure himself of the sincerity behind my words. When he finds what he is looking for, he shuts his eyes as he comes closer and rests his head against mine, hands covering my own that are still holding his face.
"Thank you," he whispers. "I really needed to hear that. You have no idea how much I had been thinking about it, but to see that you don't feel or think that way is a huge relief like a weight lifted off my shoulders."
"Well, it's true. And stop looking down at yourself. You are the brain, beauty, and heart, as well as much more. And I am sorry. I should have come to talk to you instead of making any assumptions. I would very much like to know you, Kim Taehyung. If you will let me." I whisper back. Completely baring my heart out in front of him. Because he had as well, and I want him to know that he will not be the only one making efforts in this relationship. We need to start on the right foot again, and that's what I want to make this into. A fresh start.
"I wouldn't want anything more. Thank you. And I'm sorry for calling you a bitch too." He apologizes in his deep, hoarse voice, sending my stomach a tingle.
"I forgive you. I kinda was being a bitch that day." I chuckle, and he follows.
"Yeah, kinda." he says with a teasing smile.
We keep staring into each other's eyes, forgetting that a world outside us exists.
After a couple of minutes pass of us drinking each other, I whisper, "We should get back. Everyone must be wondering."
"Uh-hmm, We should." he agrees but doesn't move.
"Taehyung!" I push at his chest slightly.
"Alright." He backs away but takes my hand, intertwining our fingers, as we move toward the kitchen.
It has been the most intimate and vulnerable moment I have had with any of my soulmates. And I am glad it was with him, since we both are afraid to be vulnerable.
I laugh, remembering how fast we went from screaming at each other to stripping off our defenses and exposing our thoughts.
"What?" he asks, curious to know the reason behind my amusement.
"Nothing. Come." I shake my head, leading him down the hall.
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"Can someone please call and ask Suga Hyung if he'll be here by dinner?" Jungkook asks, too eager to eat the food after having a taste.
"He said he'll be here; why do you want to disturb him?" Jin says, making the younger hit his chest and thus, starting a banter.
"I am hungryyy!! And when Suga hyung gets into work, the concept of time doesn't exist for him. Just ask!!" He whines, not having the patience to savor the delicious taste of the dish again.
"If you are too eager, call and ask him yourself. I am not going to make him annoyed again after last time."
At this, Jungkook pulls out his doe eyes, shining so brightly suddenly, as if on command.
Jin sighs in defeat, "You know, you take advantage of that too much."
He does his bunny smile, happy at his win.
"Alright, but I won't make the call. Let's make the only person he won't be annoyed by call him." Jungkook nods. And they both, at the same time, scream, "J-Hopeeeee!!!!"
The latter jumps at the sudden loud voice, "Yah! I am in the same room as you; Why are you shouting?"
"Hoba, call yoongi and ask him when he'll be home." Jin orders in a stern tone.
"Hyung? Did something happen?" Hoseok asks, a little worried since Jin doesn't use his hyung card much, but when he does, they all get serious.
"Yeah, I need to talk to him. Call him." Jin says and turns around, winking at Jungkook, who gives him a thumbs up for the acting.
He looks at his Hosoek hyung, fumbling to get his phone out in a hurry to make the call. He knows his Yoongi hyung wouldn't scold him either. It's just that he is too lazy to call.
Snickering at the thought of their conversation, he opens up a packet of chips Selene offered him to get his mind off dinner until it's served.
He scans the room, observing everyone as he sits on the hand of the couch beside Jin.
Jimin and Namjoon, talking among themselves as the latter says something to make the former surprised. Jimin's lips jut out, and his eyes go round.
Jin is talking to Selene and Hoseok, but the lady's mind isn't on what Jin is talking about but on something else. She nods, having no idea Jin is spewing about how he regrets the one time when Jimin asked him to bet if the Dolphins can breathe underwater.
He follows her line of sight, only to find that her attention wasn't occupied by something but rather someone.
On the sofa across her sits Taehyung. Both soulmates, not being able to keep their eyes off each other. Jungkook could practically see them radiating tension.
But that's when it hits him. Last he knew, they weren't really on good terms with each other, so how the sudden change? He hadn't seen them talking. And it's like a light turned on in his head; he recalls how both of them, so conveniently, disappeared at the same time.
A mischievous glint appears in his eyes, ready to tease his brother.
"V Hyung?" He calls but fails to catch the attention of his hyung as he only hums and never looks his way.
He grins as he clears his throat, ready to call him once again a little louder. "Taehyung Hyung!" And just as he wanted, not only Taehyung looks his way but the others as well. Curious as to what made the maknae raise his voice.
"Where did you run off to before?"
He watches as Taehyung gives him a look of confusion before opening his mouth, "What?"
"You ran off somewhere before. You don't remember?" He quirks an eyebrow: silently challenging him.
The latter furrows his brows, and then suddenly remembering, he goes, "Oh, Ahem! I went to the restroom. Why?"
"Nothing, you were just gone for quite a while. What were you doing for so long?" He questions further.
"He must have been taking a big shit," but instead of him, Jin answers, making the room burst out in laughter. Taehyung and Selene join in as well, albeit fake.
"Yeah, you caught me, Hyung." He chuckles nervously.
"There is no reason to be ashamed of that Taehyung-ah. We all take shits." Jin says, making everyone snicker again.
"Oh, and Selene! Where had you run off? You took your time as well." Jungkook stirs the bowl again.
"Oh uh, I uh, went to um call, my mom, yes! But I uh, couldn't find my phone, so I was just looking for it." Selene stammers, continuously looking between him and Taehyung, not keeping eye contact with him. As if, if she did, she'll be caught red-handed.
"Oh? But your phone was in the kitchen with you, no? So why would you go look for it in the bedroom?" He quirks an eyebrow at her.
"I didn't go to call my mother. I was in the bedroom when I thought to call and check on her, and thus my search began."
"And why did you go to your bedroom, exactly?" He questions with his hand on his face, fingers rubbing his chin in thought.
"Oh! Quit bothering them, Jungkook-ah. We know what you are trying to do, and we all know what happened." Namjoon speaks, not having the heart to see them more flustered.
At his statement, Selene looks down, while Taehyung stares at Selene with his boxy smile.
"Really? Is it that obvious?" Selene asks.
"No, not for the blind people. But unfortunately, we can see, and you guys have practically been leering at each other ever since you came back." Jimin says, chuckling as he elbows Taehyung.
"Who came back?" a voice calls out, making everyone's head snap in its direction.
"Argh! Finally. How long do you take!? I have been waiting for forever!" Jungkook says as he stands up, and instead of greeting Suga, he runs past him, patting him in the back and towards the kitchen. Grateful for not having to wait any longer.
"Yah! Jungkook! I'm the eldest; I will be having the first plate!" Jin calls out, running not far behind him.
"First try to keep up, old man!"
#bts angst#bts fluff#bts jimin#bts jin#bts jungkook#bts suga#bts namjoon#bts romance#bts v#bts#bts seokjin#bts hobi#bts yoongi#bts fanfic#bts soulmate au#jungkook#jimin#kim taehyung#reverse harem#bts poly x reader#seokjin fluff#angst with a happy ending#original character#ot7 x oc#ot7 fanfic#bts ot7#bts fic#bts jhope#bts series#bts taehyung
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Immortals
Author: bangtanbtchs
Platform: Ao3
Pairing(s): BTS x Reader
Status: Incomplete -- abandoned?
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Dubious consent, obsession
Summary: Sometimes, you find your destiny. And sometimes, your destiny does whatever it takes to keep you.
Proceed to check out
#BTS#Jeon Jungkook#Kim Taehyung#Park Jimin#Kim Namjoon#Jung Hoseok#Min Yoongi#Kim Seokjin#bts.reverse harem#bts.dark#bts.fluff#bts.smut#bts.soulmate!au#bts.ao3#bts.explicit
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Unmei | BTS!OT7 x fem!reader series masterlist
! disclaimer Unmei will deal with very delicate and dark themes, so please if you are a minor DO NOT interact. I will always put a trigger warning at the start of every chapter, if you feel unconfortable DO NOT read.
! genre royal!AU, OT7!AU, reincarnation!AU, reverse harem!AU ; smut, angst.
☁️ unmei – 運命 (うんめい): a noun meaning 'fate’ or ‘destiny’ in Japanese.
chapter zero | chapter one | chapter two |
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𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐄𝐒 + 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎
[ ⭐ ] — My Fav to Write
[ 🌞 ] — Newly Added
𝐈𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐗 & 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓
Maximum of 4 Characters per request.
Characters can be in different fandoms too.
GN!Reader by default unless you specified the gender.
If you are able to come up with a title with your request then feel free to suggest (I suck at making titles)
I'll try to write all characters in each fandom, but if I don't like the character I have the right to ignore it.
My inbox is always open for suggestions, memes or simply to chat. I'm down with it.
𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐒 𝐈 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄
ANIME
Naruto Shippuden ⭐
Bleach
Fairytail ⭐
Inuyasha
Death Note ⭐
Attack On Titan ⭐
One Piece
Bungou Stray Dogs ⭐
Jujutsu Kaisen
Demon Slayer
BNHA/MHA
SPY x FAMILY
Haikyuu! ⭐
Hunter X Hunter ⭐
Assassination Classroom
Classroom of the Elites ⭐
Tokyo Revengers ⭐
High Rise Invasion
Owari no Seraph
Balance Unlimited
Dr. Stone
Toilet Bound Hanako
Black Clover ⭐
SK8 Infinity
Tokyo Ghoul
Code Geass
Vanitas no Carte
Blue Exorcist
Black Butler ⭐
Danganropa
Fruits Basket
The Seven Deadly Sins
Darling on the Franxx
Angel of Death ⭐
God of High School
Kakegurui
Yuri! On Ice
Vampire Knight
Noblesse
Howl's Moving Castle
Norn 9
Chainsaw Man
Blue Lock
Moriarty the Patriot ⭐
Record of Ragnarok 🌞
MANHWA
Father, I Don't Want to Get Married ⭐
Who Made Me A Princess ⭐
Into the Light Once Again ⭐
How to Get My Husband on my Side
The Villainess Is A Marionette ⭐
Death is the Only Ending for the Villainess ⭐
The Villainess Reverses the Hourglass
Roxana: The Way to Protect the Female Lead's Brother ⭐
Beware of the Villainess
Of All Things, I Have Become A Crow
Heart Throbbing Conqueror
Survive as the Hero's Wife
Under the Oak Tree ⭐
A Symbiotic Relationship Between A Black Panther and A Rabbit
Elixir of the Sun
Inso's Law
Wake Up, Warrior ⭐
I've Become the Wife of the Male Lead / Author of my Life
The Song of Theodor / The Lady and The Lion ⭐
I Became the Wife of the Monstrous Prince ⭐
Three Brothers / Kim Brothers
A Way to Protect the Lovable You ⭐
The Princess Imprints A Traitor / Revolutionary Princess Eve
My Husband Hides His Beauty
Lady Baby
The Young Miss I Serve Became A Young Master
Cinderella Wasn't Me
The Newlywed Diary of A Witch and A Dragon
Actually, I Was The Real One
Trash of the Count's Family ⭐
I Have Become The Hero's Rival
A Night With the Emperor
My Three Tyrant Brothers
Honey, I'm Going On A Strike
WEBTOON
Omniscient Reader
Unholy Blood ⭐
Tower of God
To You, Who Swallowed A Star
Lookism ⭐
Eleceed ⭐
The World After the Fall
Weak Hero
Jungle Juice
Teenage Mercenary ⭐
The Remarried Empress
Eaternal Nocturnal
Viral Hit / How To Fight ⭐
Study Group
Villain to Kill
Doom Breaker
Your Throne ⭐
Get Schooled
When Jasy Whistles
Academy's Undercover Professor
Like A Wind On A Dry Branch
Nice to Meet You
Seasons Of Blossom ⭐
Purple Hyacinth
See You in My 19th Life ⭐
My Gently Raised Beast
Men of The Harem
Secret Playlist
Shadow Bride
Mystic Prince / Prince of Myolyeong ⭐
VIDEO GAMES
Mystic Messenger
Genshin Impact ⭐
Twisted Wonderland
Tears of Themis ⭐
Obey Me ⭐
Wizardess Heart
Resident Evil
Detroit: Become Human
Ensemble Stars
Honkai: Star Rail ⭐
Baldur's Gate 3 🌞
MISCELLANEOUS
Dream SMP
BTS
Harry Potter
Avatar: The Last Airbender
Star Wars ⭐
LOTR / The Hobbits
Hazbin Hotel ☀️
𝐘𝐄𝐒, 𝐈 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄
HEADCANONS
ONE-SHOT
DRABBLE
SERIES ⭐
CROSSOVER ⭐
FLUFF
HURT to FLUFF ⭐
ANGST ⭐
SLIGHT SUGGESTIVE
AU / ALTERNATE UNIVERSE
PLATONIC RELATIONSHIP ⭐
𝐍𝐎, 𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄
NSFW
TOXIC RELATIONSHIP
PEDOPHILE
EXTREME YANDERE
ABUSIVE THEMES
@otakuworks
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(New story) (5.7k, 2/4?)
👑Non-trad A/B/O
👑O!Jin harem
👑Historical au ish
👑OT7
SJ is building a harem- his nest. He will have it as he wants it and he will have it now. Some communication could have been good though.
As long as it lasts
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Omg I only just saw your post asking for fics! I am Taegi trash so it'll be that. Also it'll be in ao3, cause thats really only where I read 😂
So these are some of my favourites.
Fluff and angst (this surprised me too, but it's honestly my comfort fic) - https://archiveofourown.org/works/26028490/chapters/63292435
Fluff. Seriously so cute. - https://archiveofourown.org/works/26041150
More fluff. Also funny. Deaf rep which is awesome. - https://archiveofourown.org/works/26170840
I cannot not add this one. Its the very first bts fic I ever read. Its cute. - https://archiveofourown.org/works/20176822/chapters/47804122
Also amazing. I think you never should've asked this because I will not stop. I have too many and I'm not even to my favourites yet. Blind rep which is also cool. Fluff and angst. Slow burn soulmate au - https://archiveofourown.org/works/12109173/chapters/27456411
Again. Amazing. Disabled person. Slow burn. Check the tags cause this one idiot doesn't like himself. Fluff and we'll mostly angst I think? Still cute tho. - https://archiveofourown.org/works/18236501/chapters/43147451
Okay this one is different! It shocked me how much I liked this! Read the tags! Violence and blood and monsters. - https://archiveofourown.org/works/34719919/chapters/86447590
This is seriously getting way too long. I am so sorry. (I mean I'm not but it's nice to say)
Angst and sexiness. Seriously lots of sex. Basically porn but with a lot of plot! Bdsm, please read the tags! If I *could* choose a favourite fic, this one is definitely in the running for it. - https://archiveofourown.org/works/15059120/chapters/34911437
Also a comfort fic. Really really cute. Like you're teeth are going to hurt. Also nsfw. - https://archiveofourown.org/works/26183770
I hope there's no limit on asks on words or characters 😬
This one is also a favourite. It think we've finally gotten there 😂 fluff and angst and some smut. Abo au - https://archiveofourown.org/works/29268030/chapters/71872530
Amazing. Gay af. Multiple sexuality reps. Ace rep!! Poly. Awesomely writing. Fluff. Angst. Smut. - https://archiveofourown.org/works/23674972/chapters/56835586
Tooth rotting fluff. Angst? Hurt/comfort. Don't know if that's the same as angst. Magic creatures. - https://archiveofourown.org/works/24705697/chapters/59713543
This is one of my favourites. Amazing author. Also one of my favourite. Love them and I'm sooo excited everything they post something! Historical fantasy au. Harem. Disabled. Angst. Fluff. Check tags, there's blood and violence. This one has some of the best one liners ever. - https://archiveofourown.org/works/26477401/chapters/64519822
Again a favourite. Abo au. Fluff and smut and angst. Slow burn. Check the tags, blood and violence. - https://archiveofourown.org/works/26172610/chapters/63685945
Another favourite author of mine. Fluff. Smut. Lots of it. Stupid men in love. Oblivious af. - https://archiveofourown.org/works/30873191/chapters/76228433
This is my all time comfort fic. Its so soft and cute and it just feels like a warm hug to me. It isn't. Angst. Depression. Please please please check the tags. Fluff. Magic. Poly! - https://archiveofourown.org/works/12297168/chapters/27954360
This is yoonmin but omg sooo cute. Fluff. Pining. Abo au. Lots and lots of cuddling. - https://archiveofourown.org/works/25672453/chapters/62327929
Taekook! Sugar daddy & baby. Fluff. Smut. Just really cute. Lots of caring 🥰🥰 Tae is the boyfriend I want. He's great with the non sexual dominance. - https://archiveofourown.org/works/10282934/chapters/22761803
Another taekook. Cute af. Check the tags!! Depression. Fluff. Supernatural elements. - https://archiveofourown.org/works/8279911/chapters/18967897
Omg girl, you just gave me like two weeks worth of fics!?😭💜😭 Thank you!!😭
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Deffo The sibling Rivalry one and the BT. Though recently I have been rereading the hot tub chapter 🤷🏽♀️
Anyways you should totally make that Harem chapter for the anniversary (*cough cough* or before)
See, I'm thinking about making the harem AU a whole separate fic because I think it's going to be really long. Of course, the problem with that is finding time to write it while still working on "Live or Die" and also doing Tumblr drabbles WHY HAVE I DONE THIS TO MYSELF LMAO
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“Fuck fate.”
Masterpost
pairing : bts ot7 x f!reader/oc
status : ongoing
genre : fluff, angst, reverse harem, reincarnation au, idolverse au, novel au, villainess au.
warnings : sub!bts x dom!reader/oc, actress!reader, model!reader, gentle femdom, praising, jungkook is a simp, bangtan being a simp, ✨halsey✨, more to be added.
summary : In which you, reincarnated in a novel you read as 'Valentina Lee'. Not as a side character, not as the female lead, but as the Villainess.
Or,
It all started with a movie. And then another, and another, and another. And before Jeon Jungkook knew it, he already have this massive crush on you. His hyungs thought it's cute, until they too developed a massive crush on you.
Besides.
it's your world now right?
Who said you had to follow the rules?
"Fuck fate. I'm doing whatever I want."
After all, if the seven male leads want you, who are you to deny them? Especially when they want you as bad as you want them.
Fuck fate, right?
chapters :
— act one
notes : this story is set in late 2017, bts are idols here. It's a reincarnation au, the world of a novel that you, the reader has read before. BTS are the male leads. Set in a world where having multiple partners is normal. Will add more stuff as the story goes on. Probably.
this story is heavily inspired by : @BTS_Mommy on Ao3's story, 'Could we be together, someday?' It's a series and there are two parts which is, 'By chance' and 'Moments in between'
#bts ot7 x reader#bts#btsxreader#bts fic#reincarnation#villainess#male leads#jungkook#namjoon#taehyung#jimin#hoseok#jin#yoongi
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Circus [BTSxReader]
Synopsis: Circus is an organization known worldwide for its "heroes". Divided into several units spread across the globe, the members of Circus were formed to assure the safety of defenseless citizens; always appearing in time of dire need, using their superhuman powers to eliminate evil terrorizing a town.The seven members of the Bangtan unit were on a mission when they stumbled upon you. Faith had them save you from an unfortunate event and, unknowingly, you saved them too.(TW: Mentions of blood and death)
Genre: Dark fantasy, harem, action
Pairing: BTS ot7 x reader
A/N: This took WAY too long, since I accidentally deleted it at one point. Also, starting from the next chapter there will be a (little bit) more action. Hope you’ll still enjoy this part tho. xxx
Word count: 1777
CHAPTER 1 | CIRCUS - CHAPTER 2 | The Doomed
The conference room was the biggest room within the vehicle aside from the living area. Its walls were a mixture of turquoise and aquamarine, representing the night sky with tiny golden dots appearing as its stars and the granite floor was pitch black. In the middle of the room stood a rectangular glass table, a glass pitcher on top was filled with a see-through liquid.
At the head of the table, Namjoon had taken his usual seat. His chocolate brown eyes were fixated on a small floating screen in front of him and his slender fingers effortlessly tapped the lit up buttons of an invisible keyboard. When he noticed the new presence standing in the doorway, he raised his head in curiosity - slightly confused as to why Hoseok was not late for once.
A hint of amusement was audible in the tone of his voice as Namjoon remarked, “You're on time.”
Hoseok snorted. “I wouldn’t want to disappoint you after that heartfelt speech earlier.” His lips formed into a mischievous smirk and Namjoon let out a sigh, slight regret dispersing inside of him as he muttered a soft: ‘I take it back’ and returned his full attention to his previous task. Satisfied with his choice of words, or rather his choice to embarrass his friend, Hoseok’s eyes roamed the room; more specifically to greet the three individuals already in it.
The first to grasp his attention was the male next to Namjoon. Their youngest member, Jungkook, held his head in the palm of his one hand whilst the other mindlessly scribbled figures on a notepad. He either ignored the new presence or wasn’t aware of it at all and, knowing him, the latter was most certainly the case. Hoseok decided not to disturb him. For now.
The seat beside Jungkook was taken by an individual whom emitted a cold aura. The I-show-no-emotion-guy was Yoongi, also nicknamed Suga. He had tousled straw blonde hair and emotionless mud colored eyes. Compared to the two men on either side of him, his height was rather short (as was his temper, but Hoseok knew it was only a means of defense).
The male next to Yoongi was Seokjin, or Jin. His raven hair fell in untamed layers before his brown eyes and, though they peered at Hoseok with kindness, they held a certain darkness only visible to those who had been through similar experiences. It was only befitting of someone who cheated Death on a daily basis.
As their division doctor, Seokjin was responsible for the lives of many, both civilian and Circus members. On rare occasions, the Bangtan members were required to put their lives in his hands if the situation called for it. Yet, as of now, they had only rarely appeared in his studies with serious injuries.
“Are you going to say something or just stand there and stare at Jin with heart eyes?” Suga grumbled sarcastically.
Hoseok rolled his eyes and was about to throw his friend a snarky reply, when a hand placed on his back interrupted him. The hand softly pushed him forward, followed by a playful yet deep-voiced laughter. “Hey hyung. Did you miss me?” Taehyung, or V, chuckled.
“Namjoon, I think we should get some bug spray. These flies are closing in on me.” Hoseok said jokingly, earning a pout and slap from his closest friend.
“Ha, good one Hope!” Seokjin laughed from his seat. Even Yoongi couldn't resist the smile at the mischievous one being compared to an insect.
“I'm pretty sure the flies came from the dead bodies in your room, Jin.” Taehyung bit back with narrowed eyes.
Hoseok ignored the further banter in the background (a difficult task since Suga kept muttering ‘Oh, good one’ at every possible comeback from both sides). He then proceeded to walk into the room and take the other open seat next to Namjoon, across from Jungkook. Miraculously, Jungkook had looked up from his notebook and only now noticed the three individuals gracing the room with their presence.
“Oh, hey Hope. How long have you been here?” He asked Hoseok dryly. The younger one had taken notice of Taehyung and the ongoing roast battle too, but didn’t care enough to listen in. He doubted any of them would hear him over the noise anyway.
“I’ve been here for some time now, Kookie.”
“It’s Jung-kook, Hope. Not Kookie.”
“And it’s Hoseok or hyung for you, Kookie. Not ‘Hope’, nor ‘J-Hope’. We’ve known each other for long enough.” He had imitated the emphasis on his own name. Not that it truly mattered to him, he just wanted an excuse to annoy his younger friend. As brothers do.
Jimin, too, had entered the room and sat next to Hoseok. “Hey guys. What did I miss?”
“You did not miss anything, Jimin,” Namjoon chimed in. “Because I’m about to end it.” He finally stood up from his seat. “Alright, alright, enough. V, Jin and Suga..” He received no reply and the sound kept growing louder. When he noticed nobody listening to him, a vein appeared on his forehead. He was about to burst.
Time to bolt-
“Hoseok, sit,” The first words leaving Namjoon's lips were calm, collected. The tone in his voice alerted the others, an intimidating aura surrounding him in an instant. They had stopped yelling at each other. Then, Namjoon showed a bright smile, yet the intimidating field was still in place. “If I hear one more word, I will drop that person in the Forbidden Forest. Understood?” Everyone nodded furiously. “I’m glad we are on the same page.” He growled something along the lines of 'I never accepted this job to take care of a bunch of children' and 'At least they are on time for once', whilst preparing the required documents for the upcoming meeting.
“Now, let us discuss our next task before Mr. Kim and Mr. Park call.” Few minutes had passed when Namjoon clasped his hands together in excitement. He pressed one of the lit up buttons on his keyboard; seconds later, the same small floating screen appeared in front of all the members. It showed several newspapers dating 12 years prior, all including similar content.
Hoseok read one of the titles gracing the front page of ‘The Global Register’. Bold black letters showcased: ‘Hundreds of children taken from their homes’, and a different article, written a few years later, read: ‘The Doomed yet to be found’.
Seokjin arched a brow, the case a familiar one to him. “I thought the EXO division was tasked to take care of this?” He inquired, voice laced with curiosity. “I recall Kyungsoo mentioning this about three months ago. Seemed quite excited to find out the truth.”
“Perhaps HQ trust us more.” Taehyung wiggled his brow, but instantly quit when he received a strict glance from the leader.
“This is no joking matter, V,” He started, a cloudy haze hovering over his features. Namjoon let out a deep sigh, before explaining the current state of matters. “I'm afraid EXO has gone AWOL.” The others threw him worried glances.
“How is that poss-” Jin’s sentence was cut off by a loud tune notifying an incoming call from Mr. Kim and Mr. Park.
“I’m sorry.. My explanation has to wait.” Apologetically, Namjoon tapped a button. Mere seconds later, the small screens were replaced by a larger floating screen popping up in the middle of the table. It showed two, stern middle-aged Korean men behind a desk, dressed in an all-black suit Namjoon knew he would never be able to afford.
“Good day, Namjoon and the Bangtan division. I hope you are all faring well.” Mr. Kim’s lips formed into a kind and genuine smile.
“Yes, thank you.” Namjoon replied on behalf of his members, who were still unable to form any normal sentences due to EXO’s sudden disappearance. He didn’t blame them. The EXO members were all seasoned heroes, active for a long time. Anyone would be devastated.
“Very well. Let us not delay any longer and discuss the mission,” Mr. Kim turned his head sideways to look at Mr. Park. “Mr. Park, if you will?”
“About 10 to 15 years ago, hundreds of children were taken from their parents. All aged between 11 and 16 years old,” Mr. Park started. “Perhaps you have heard of them.. Media often referred to them as 'The Doomed'. Unfortunately... Or well, luckily, none of their bodies were ever retrieved, yet all traces lead to the Forbidden Forest.”
“According to our intel, these children were sent here to fend for themselves..” Mr. Kim followed.
The members gulped and no one could fathom the cruelty of the situation.
Children were sent to a forest infamous for its wandering demons? Involving harmless children.. It was unforgivable.
“About three months ago, this mission was given to the EXO division. They were tasked to find out as much as they could regarding this organization. However.. They stopped reporting after the tenth day,” The look in Mr. Park’s eyes darkened. “Then, a month later we received a cryptic message.. It said ‘We're getting help to escape this place’. I’m afraid we have not heard of them since.”
A deafening silence followed. Millions of thoughts ran through Hoseok’s mind.
If they were to receive help, did that mean somebody betrayed them?
Why would they trust anyone at all?
Both Mr. Kim and Mr. Park felt the tension through their screens.
Were they still alive?
And even if they were, still alive, would they not be captured?
“Our request is for you to find out what happened to them. Our number one priority is finding the missing division and, if you are able to find the truth along with it.. Well, killing two birds with one stone would certainly be ideal.”
“This is a mission of the highest difficulty,” Hoseok didn’t know which of the two spoke anymore, his mind still too occupied to focus. “Should you wish not to take it, we will allow it as we do not know what creatures you will be dealing with.”
“I would like to add that we went through the files of your previous missions and concluded that you might be the only division within Circus who would be able to take care of this,” Hoseok studied his friends’ faces, all painted with the same expression. Wide-eyed, lips slightly parted. “The choice is up to you. Will you or will you not accept it?”
All seven members felt it in their bones. An uneasy feeling in the pit of their stomach they had long forgotten.
It was fear.
They felt complete and utter fear.
#bts x reader#hoseok x reader#jhope x reader#namjoon x reader#rm x reader#jin x reader#seokjin x reader#suga x reader#yoongi x reader#jimin x reader#taehyung x reader#jungkook x reader#v x reader#bts ot7 x reader#bts harem au#bts x yn#bts fantasy au
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UTOPIA [ 7 ]
Pairing: BTS x Y/N
Synopsis: Y/N L/N, the name of the current monarch of Corea. They became the ruler after successfully ending the previous king along with the dynasty as well. In their harem, countless men are present to help balance the court’s power. However, is this truly their intentions? The palace was always a place that needs to be proceeded with caution but as time goes by, recklessness would most likely outweigh it. You found yourself unable to prosper the kingdom without being too connected to it.
HaremAu!
Warning : Suggestive Content
Word Count: 9.8k
A/n: Finally finished this chapter. This chapter marks the end of the first era where the main ensemble finally unite. However, this is also the start of something else. Tell me what you think, 🌿.
Masterlist
Humming a quiet melody, you felt the air around you stirred. Closing your eyes, you focus on the sensation of the flow around you, patiently waiting for a response. Expectedly, your question was not answered.
Nevertheless, you knew better than to give up your standing and continue to participate in this wordless battle. After all, as a member of the Crimson branch, it would hurt your pride to lose to such a miscellaneous game.
Slowly but surely, the air around you both began to constrict, seemingly trapping you in its borders. However, instead of surrendering to either of your guys’ unmoving selves, none made a move in anything close to failure and instead, waited.
Such a manipulator.
Seconds steadily merge into minutes, and before you know it, you are left with a quarter of an hour before having to head back. Looking at the entrance of the alley, it had seemed that the sun was already setting. Turning around to meet Raven’s eyes, you let out a smirk before pushing yourself off the walls.
“ If you don’t have anything to say then I guess there is no other purpose being here,” you taunted, heading towards the bustling street.
Purposely exaggerating your steps to enhance the sound of your shoes colliding with the floor, you confidently walk the opposite way, not glancing back. However, before you can bathe under the colourful lanterns, an arm slid around yours, pulling you back into the darkness.
Quick to hide your growing smirk, you let yourself be dragged back deep within the alley. Turning around, you look down at the piercing eyes, staring menacingly into your own.
“ Stop joking around,” Raven warned.
“ Answer my question then,” you insisted, “ Why have you called me?”
Even with the mask, you could tell that she was rolling her eyes at your ridiculous question. Reaching into her long sleeve, Raven took out a thin envelope and shoved it into your arms.
“ The Master wanted to give this to you.”
Looking at her knowingly, you flick the tab open, reaching in to get the paper. Pulling the paper out, you motioned her to bring the lantern closer. You both peered through the content of the letter, processing the intentions that have been conveyed. Looking into each others’ eyes, silently having a conversation.
After a while, you both synchronously nodded, agreeing on the best solution.
Standing straight up, you carefully tuck the letter into your inner sleeve. You patted the spot a few times to test its stability as you mindlessly listened to Raven’s plan.
“ You do know that it is better to do it now than later right?”
Stopping what you were doing, you clench your hands repeatedly while staring at the ground. Letting out a tired sigh, you tussled through your hair in frustration, making obvious attempts to ignore her question.
“ You kno—“
“ I know!” You growled, biting your inner cheeks. “ I… need time to adapt to this current life. After that… I will tell them.”
Without looking at her, you could already define her expression of knowingness. Even so, you ignored it, too caught up with your thoughts and forceful emotions.
Letting out a loud sigh, “ Mind joining me for a drink?”
Looking into Raven’s eyes, you could almost spot specks of whites and yellows swirling into her magnificent midnight black orbs. Despite how gorgeous they were, you knew that they held nothing more than pity and sympathy; ones that aimed at you— your decisions specifically.
Once again, you both held eye contact for however long before Raven broke it with a gentle shake of her head. She nodded, quietly accepting your invitation, stepping away from you.
Following her lead, you nodded, tightening your grasp on your own mask, in which you had taken off unconsciously during the discussion.
Fingers running through the surface, you admire each stroke that has been carved into the wood. Unlike Raven’s who was smothered in shades of black and grey, yours was painted in a variety of red and gold. In another way, it showcases the difference between your animal and hers.
Each member of the clan is subjected to form their alias based on their branch and their ones that resonate with them.
For example, your branch— the crimson branch is categorized as a physical branch, people who focus on close combat. As a result, all the members within the branch are named after predators of all kinds, except birds. Raven, who belonged to the Gold branch, specializing in long-distance attacks, are thus named after various avians. With that, the Azures are categorized to different strategic pieces and theories, while the Veridian branch are varieties of poisons, and the Titanium branch, are all the raw materials used for craftsmanship.
Bringing the mask to your face, you quickly fasten it, lifting your hair to hide the knot under it. You started heading out of the alley, Raven following right after you and into the clusters of light.
As you both walked through the noisy crowd, you glanced around at the assorted shades of lanterns that are hanged throughout the district, most in deep, bright shades of red, confirming that you were indeed in the epicentre of the red district.
The red district was a very interesting place that attracts a wide audience— for the many different reasons that are available. Some people come here to do business— both legal and illegally, while some search for companions—for the reasons you won’t go into. Anyways, in your guys’ case, it was the former. Now for whether it’s legal or illegal? You didn’t exactly know.
Along the way, you randomly chose a cozy-looking winery in the depth of the district, one that wasn’t filled with too many lustful people.
This particular winery was unlike many others. Instead of drenching in the odour of alcohol, the winery quickly filled your senses with a delicate and flowery scent. Curiosity hitting you like a brick wall, you glanced around to try and find where the scent was coming from.
“ Welcome, precious guests,” a velvety voice greeted.
Perking your head up at the voice, your head naturally followed the direction. Immediately after looking up, you were faced with a figure adorned in pieces of red. Unexpectedly, the voice owner’s face was beyond any noble ladies in the capital, with a sharp yet captivating gaze, and perfect proportions. To say the least, she was flawless.
Seeing your guys’ silence, the lady let out a smile.
“ Please, follow me,” she said, leading you into a quiet corner, invisible to most people.
You nodded in gratitude, taking a seat on one of the wooden chairs.
“ What would you like?”
Looking contemplated, Raven asked, “ What do you specialize in?”
Eyes sparkling in excitement at Raven’s word, the lady clasped her hand together before clearing her throat, “ Finally! The Silvering Winery specializes in mixed drinks.”
Raising your eyebrow, curious of the reason for her being so excited, you asked, “ Don’t people come here for that since it’s your specialty?”
Reacting to your question, the lady huffed out a sigh, her eyebrows crunching up in frustration. “ Of course not! All we have coming are old, drunken men who know nothing more than jugs of those tasteless alcohol! With our location, even if so hidden, people still manage to find it. No one ever asks for mixed drinks… until now at least.”
You smiled, taking interest in her talk, “ Any recommendations you have?”
Tapping her chin carefully, the lady took her time to think as she scanned over the both of you. “ Mhmm, how about this? I’ll create drinks based on what I get from each of you.”
Raven hummed in agreement while you nodded in interest,“ Please… Mmm...Is there perhaps a name we could possibly address you?”
Plushed lips curling up to a smile, she answered, “ Please call me… Lisa.”
“ Sounds foreign.”
Lisa nodded, “ I’m from the west.”
Smiling at her words, you introduced, “ Please call me Phoenix.”
“ Raven.”
“ Then we’ll be in your care, Lisa.”
Turning around, Lisa headed off to what seemed to be the kitchen, “ Don’t worry, I never disappoint my customers.”
You waited for the retrieving figure to enter the kitchen before setting your eyes back to the decor of the place. The whole venue was covered in wood, planks attached to the floor while chunkier pieces are used to form tables. Smaller pieces of wood are spotted splattered across the walls and the tops of the very many seats. On your guys’ table, a tray sat there, holding a plate of sweets accompanied by two wooden cups, filled to the brim with scorching hot herbal tea.
Reaching over to grab yours, Raven following right after, you both enjoyed the taste of the herbs in silence. Letting the bitter taste coat your skin, you hummed in satisfaction as the warmth spread through your body, seeping into your core.
Unlike your usual mask where it covers your entire face, this one only covered half of it, thus making it much more convenient to use during these situations.
“ It’s been a while since we’ve had a normal conversation.”
Humming in interest, Raven continued to sip her tea.
“ How have you been?”
“ ...I’ve been good. Just the usual stuff, nothing new.”
Nodding in acknowledgement, you reach over to grab a piece of sweet.
“ How have you been?”
Biting into the dessert, you munch on it while thinking over the question. “ It’s been hectic. This year has been a little … overwhelming.”
By the perked-up eyebrows, you could tell that she was interested in your wording but seeing how she had no intentions of mentioning it, you also dismissed the minor detail.
“ The Master had given you such a significant mission, it’s no wonder it would be so tiring.”
Tightening your lip to form a small smile, you nodded in agreement, your head bouncing with the force. “ In the beginning, I often wondered why the Master has assigned me to be leading this mission when there are clearly more suitable people than me.”
“ Who?”
Looking down to your own cup, you stared into the reflection of yourself painted on the layer of liquid. “ … For starters, you.”
Chuckling at your response, Raven eyed your slightly sunken form. “ Me? I have no interest in this type of mission. In fact, I’m quite glad that you were assigned to it. This way, at least, I have some reassurance that the mission is more likely to succeed.”
Refusing to look at her, you smiled in acknowledgement, the happiness unable to reach your eyes.
Seeing your sullen state, Raven reached out her hand to grasp yours, comfortably stroking over your knuckles.
“ You will do fine. In fact, you’ve done so much more than what that bastard has ever achieved in his entire life.”
Wincing at Raven’s profanity, you cracked out a smile.
“ You’re lucky he’s dead, if not…” you spaced out, slicing your finger across your neck to continue your sentence.
Raven smiled at your joke. “ You’re part of the Crimson branch, Y/n, a predator that stands out among the rest,” Raven reminded you, “ I know that this is weighing a great deal of pressure on you but know that we are always here to assist you.”
“ ...You’re really bittersweet, Raven.”
Blinking calmly at your comment, Raven replied, “ Of course.”
Feeling the conversation fade away, you both followed the flow, quietly minding each other’s interest.
“ What’s with the atmosphere here?” Lisa announced, entering the scene, carrying the beverages on a tray. “ Now, now. Don’t be too sullen. Let me cheer you up with these drinks,” she proudly proclaimed.
Looking at the drinks that she had placed in front of you, your eyes glimmered in interest. Picking the cup up, you brought it closer to you, inspecting the contents within the cup.
“ What is this?” You asked, sniffing the aroma that was escaping.
Resting her arms on her hips, she explained, “ With Raven’s, I decided to go with a simple drink. A combination of our winery’s signature wine and rice wine have been added to highlight a clean yet edgy taste. Swan Knife”
Raven nodded, lips curling up in satisfaction. Picking up her cup, she slowly bring it to her lips, taking small gulps to savor the taste. “ Swan Knife? Mhmm, it fits.”
“ Of course.”
“ What about mine?”
Clapping her hand in excitement, Lisa giddily answered, “ Yours was a combination of the winery’s freshest batch and an old brandy imported from the west. I topped the drink off with a little citrusy tang to highlight the harmony of the senses. Overall, you will experience the sharp, bitter, and tangy sensation in one mouthful. Bittersweet Kiss.”
Taking in a deep breath, you mentally cringed at the name while Raven openly smirked at the coincidence. “ Sounds like a roller coaster,” you hummed, taking your gulp.
Closing your eyes, you let the taste of the alcohol cover every crevice of your mouth, confirming what Lisa said to be true.
“ Interesting,” you said, “ Definitely worth your praise.”
Preening at your praise, she happily thanked you.
Using the tea to cleanse your palate, you repeatedly go back and force between the two beverages.
“ Why don’t you join us, Lisa?” Raven offered.
Shaking her head, she gave out a sad expression, “ I’m afraid that won’t be possible. My other customers are waiting.”
Taking a quick look around, you couldn’t spot any other customer except for yourself and Raven. However, as if on cue, the door was slammed open, revealing a bunch of drunken men, toppling over each other to try and enter the space.
“ LISA! Give me the usual!”
Rolling her eyes at the male, she quickly covered it with a smile, bowing in greeting at you before heading over to the other customers.
“ She seemed like an interesting fellow,” you noted before going back to your drink.
“... Has the Master been demanding?”
Stopping yourself at the question, you bite your lip in confliction. “ In some aspects, yes, he is. But I still don’t understand what we are getting out from these missions.”
Raven swirl her drink in a circular motion. “ The Master is planning something big.”
You snorted, “ Of course he is. He wouldn't assign me this mission for some petty excuses. You...you know something right?”
Confirming your theory at her refusal to look you in the eye, you nodded in understanding. “ You don’t need to tell me. I understand.”
“ No, it’s not because I don’t want to tell you but it’s … complicated. But what I can definitely guarantee you is that the Master is planning something that you will never expect.”
Staring at her features, you slowly studied the face that you’ve known for years. Suddenly, you came up with a surprise connection, one you didn’t expect to come nor become real.
“ If I look at you now, you hold some resemblance with someone I know,” you nonchalantly commented.
Stiffening at your sudden observation, Raven fidget with the cup in her hand as you stared her down, trying to identify who it was.
“ Who?” She meekly asked.
“... H— No i think I’ve mistaken you with someone else,” you covered up.
There’s no way that this is a coincidence. I’m just overthinking it.
Subtly shutting her eyes at your response, it was obvious that Raven didn’t wholeheartedly believe your words but ignored it either way.
“ I heard that you started adopting consorts, and changed the initial plan.”
“ … I did unconsciously recruit a few more consorts aside from Taehyung, and did manage to alter some part of the plan. However, I promised that it’s nothing major. The plan is progressing relatively smoothly.”
Chuckling at yoru panicked voice, she assured you, “ It’s fine. There’s no need to panic, I was just asking… Are they good people?”
Unconsciously smiling at the thought, you hesitantly nodded. “ They’re interesting people. Certainly unique in their own little ways.”
“ You know that you attract many people to your ways, right?”
Snorting at her response, you cheekily grinned. “ Good or bad, I wonder.”
Raven looked at you knowingly, before smugly looking at the decor around you, not wanting to give out a verbal response. Raising your eyebrows at her antiques, you also took your stride in looking around.
On instinct, you looked over at the opened doors to be met with a background of the dark sky, illuminated by lanterns. Hastily standing up, you bided Raven goodbye, “ Looks like it’s my time to go now. When you have the time, make sure to stop at my place.”
Going to the door, you almost couldn’t catch Raven’s greetings. Feeling a small smile adorned your face, you quickly exited the winery and back into the streets.
Looking at your previous spot, Raven mindlessly sipped her drink.
“ They’re certainly an interesting one, aren’t they?” Lisa pipped in.
Raven smiled, “ Definitely.”
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Once again in the crowds of the festival, you hurriedly dodge through the drunkens, careful to not hit the vulnerables. Smiling every so often to showcase your politeness, your feet quickly carried you to the opposite end and eventually to a left turn.
Letting out a deep sigh, you were thankful for getting out of the mess in one piece. Just being in the place gets you to have flashbacks about previous experiences.
You slowed down your pace, making sure to not look any stranger than what already meets the eyes. . Unlike the previous district who was filled with energy, this place is quite tranquil considering it is a more major district of the capital.
Eyes constantly scanning the area, you felt yourself stopped at a particular parlour. Approaching the stall, you took your time admiring the items that were put on for sale.
Grazing over the various accessories, you smiled at how detailed the carvings are. Feeling your finger twitch at a certain ornament, you brought it closer for inspection. Hooking the look around your finger, you twirl it around to test its stability.
Not bad.
“ Owner, are there any other colors or designs for this?”
Clasping her hand in excitement, the owner hurriedly displayed the other designs available.
Eyes sparkling in interest, you inspect ones that caught your sight but couldn’t decide on which one to buy. Seeing your uncertainty, the owner said, “ If you don’t mind me asking but who is it you plan on giving it to?”
Looking up to look at her eyes that had started to droop from old age, you politely smiled. “ I am planning to buy it for a… a friend.”
Raising her eyebrows at your reply, the owner took a moment to look over at the collection, “ Is there anything in particular that stands out about them?”
“ … sunshine.”
Looking back and forth between you and the collection before she boldly handed you an ornament. Graciously accepting the ornament, you take a second to inspect the item.
“ This norigae* is sewn from one of the most popular materials this year. Even though the threads are sewn together, similar to a rope, it is very soft yet also extremely steady. The customer had said that your friend holds similarity to the sun so I thought that the golden color would suit them.”
Nodding at her observance, you happily accepted her advice. “ Thank you. I will take this one.”
Returning the ornament back to her, you looked down again at the accessories before spotting a few that had caught your eyes.
“ Owner, please also pack these up for me,” you said, pointing at a few items, “ Here is the money. Keep the change.”
Bowing at her in gratitude, you accepted the wooden box containing your goods before heading to the tea house. On the way, you once again tuck the box in your sleeves in case of any ill intentions roaming around.
Resuming your previous pace, you continue to scavenge around the district while on your way back to the tea house. Amidst the way, you noticed an inconsistent pattern of people that were accumulating in front of a store nearby, coincidentally blocking your path.
I must be aligned with crowds today, you sighed.
After standing in the same spot for a few moments, you begrudgingly put on a brave face and courageously walk toward the crowd, hoping to not be pulled to pieces.
Taking a deep breath at a particular hard jab, you desperately sucked in the warm, moist air around you, trying to not groan too loudly. Tightening your stomach in an attempt to make yourself seem smaller, you try your best to push through the crowd of people.
Hissing at a young lady that had bumped into you, stepping on your toe in the process, you suddenly found yourself stuck in the center, with no available escape route.
Sighing at your unfortunate situation, regretting your decision, you were suddenly aware of the admiring gazes that wee being pulled. Looking around in curiosity, you wondered why everyone was looking so intrigued … until you heard the strings of the gayageum* being plucked.
Ears on alert at the melody that was being played, you turned your head in the direction, your feet unconsciously headed towards the music until you were just behind a few other bypassers.
Once you had registered what was happening, your eyes widened in surprise at the main highlight of the performance.
Hoseok.
There he was, your Noble Consort, was at the center, seemingly carrying all the major parts of the piece, giving no care to the crowd that had surrounded him. Eyes closed, Hoseok let himself go and simply followed the flow of the music, in a complete trance where the only thing that existed was himself and the melody.
Robes fluttering along with his movement, Hoseok continue to move with th music, seemingly becoming one with the melody.
Speechless at the scene that is happening in front of you, you stared at his dancing figure in complete silence, completely forgetting where you are, too focus on Hoseok, himself. It also seemed that you were too involved in the performance that you, also gave no care to your surroundings.
Eyes staring at Hoseok, at his every movement— twirls, turns, and jumps, you engulfed yourself to enjoy the performance, deciding to put away your questions for later.
Slowly, one song after another ended yet Hoseok still kept dancing while you kept your eyes glued on him. No matter how many times you were pushed around, or the constant change in neighbours, you still remained in your spot only snapping out of your daze at a particular hard push.
Eyes glaring at the intruding figure, you shake your head to clear up your mind. Noticing at the slow change in melody indicating that the song was about to end, you looked at Hoseok one last time before turning around and returning to your tracks, this time making sure to not go off it.
At least I know I’m not the only one who’s late.
As you calmly walk through the street, the scene that had unfolded in front of your eyes kept coming back. Hoseok’s smooth yet sharp moves, soft yet powerful gestures, and how he managed to control the air around him made you more curious about him.
Who exactly are you?
Silently entering the tea house, you were too deep into your thought that you had even dismissed the greetings of the servants and instead just followed their lead to your previous spot.
“ Give me a serving of the sweets to go,” you mindless order.
Leaning back against the chair, you glanced down the window, searching for Hoseok’s incoming figure. However, you soon find out that he wasn’t going to come anytime soon. Even after receiving your sweets, Hoseok still did not come.
Placing the money down on the table, you grabbed the sweets and left the establishment and instead settled for the outside stairs to wait for him. Feeling your skin itch in agitation, you feel your anxiety increase as the minute goes by.
Where is he?
Feeling your mood getting increasingly worse, you accidentally growled at a man that accidentally touched you. Apologizing was a hazy memory when you were in this current state yet you still find yourself waiting, somehow not finding the need to go and find him yourself. However, in all of foolishness, Hoseok is bound to get at least a few of your lectures.
Finally, after the moon was halfway on its route, a familiar figure finally appeared. Letting out a breath that you didn’t know existed, you ruffled your hair in both relief and frustration; both emotions aiming at him.
“ Where have you been?”
Flinching at your cold tone, Hoseok couldn’t bring himself to look at you. Instead, he opted to look down at the floor, in shame.
“ Did you realize what time it is?” You asked, “ When did we agree to meet?”
Once again, you were met with absolute silence. At this time, most of the stores and parlours had closed with only a few lanterns available to illuminate the street.
However, unlike the calm and tranquil the cool night should bring you, you felt a wave of frustration engulf you. In the back of your mind, you thanked your abilities to heal the wounds in time. Because without it, the wound would have already reopened with how hard you were clenching your arm.
Aside from your blazing eyes and your tense grasp on your sword, Hoseok couldn’t find any other evidence of your anger. However, even without any evidence, he knew that you were letting out anything but positive energy.
“ Whatever, we’ll talk about this at a later date,” you said, drawing a shaky sigh before presenting your arm, “ Let’s go.”
Looking at your arm, Hoseok hesitantly holds onto it before letting himself be dragged by you.
The silence presented during your guys’ walk was what Hoseok had expected when he accepted your invitation. However, he also understood the reason for why such a tense sensation was presented and was not naturally there.
As you approached the palace gates, you let go of Hoseok’s hand, reaching into your sleeve to take out your hopae*. When the guard spotted your tag, he immediately opened the gate, letting you both in. Before going in, you reached over to Hoseok to entangle your hand with his, not saying anything at his surprised expression. Thankfully, Hoseok also followed the flow and didn’t comment on your actions.
During the way to the Noble Consort’s courtyard, an eunuch had run over, offering to help guide you but was answered by a denial. Instead, you took the lantern from his hands and dismissed him.
Once you both were finally in front of Hoseok’s courtyard, you finally let go of his hand. Hoseok, who was about to bow to you, stopped when he saw you reach into your sleeve, seemingly looking for something.
Unlatching the rope that had secured the box, you quickly took out the norigae that you previously brought. Throwing it over to Hoseok’s direction, you turned around and began to walk to your courtyard, not looking at his reaction.
“ A souvenir from me. If it’s not to your fancy, throw it away.”
Hastily catching the item that you had disposed into his hands, he confusingly looked at it before realizing what it was. Grazing over the norigae fondly, Hoseok carefully untangled the knots. Grasping the ornament tightly, he felt his lips turn upward at your gestures. Bringing it close to his chest, he looked at your disappearing figure, attentively.
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Within the next month of the announcement, news of the arrival of the new consorts began to enter the palace, and eventually, reaching the court. The ministers and officials were overjoyed at the news, happy that they were still sending over the candidates despite your announcement.
Unlike others who were happy about the consorts’ arrival, Taehyung was still soured over the news, as well as your choice.
Despite Taehyung’s obvious disapproval, it was customary for you to at least spend a night with each consort in the first week, especially if they were from a different country.
On your first night of the three, you met your first choice from the piles of possible candidates.
Sato Chungho, was a righteous man who had an outstanding record and an ambition in politics. He was so intrigued by it that you had spent the entire night talking about the subject.
“ Politics, you say?” You asked curiously as you propped your chin on your hand.
Chungho enthusiastically nodded, eyes trained on your every movement. “ Yes, your majesty.”
You hummed, “ Why are you suddenly bringing this up?”
Looking down at his hands, Chungho fidgets with the fabric of his attire. “ I had heard that your majesty is well versed in this field. Since I have met you, I … I knew that love would never be able to blossom between the two of u—”
“ Why would you say that?” You interrupted, eyes peering down at him in interest.
“ You might not know this, your majesty but you have been a very popular topic in Shihoma. Previously, we all had known about how terrible the Corea’s monarch was but since your arrival, everyone couldn’t help but be intrigued by how you managed to take him down. More importantly, the way you handled this Consort Selection both showcases your dominance and how you’re not afraid to flaunt it. Many would have to think twice about doing this, especially for a country that has yet to establish a good reputation.”
“ Then wouldn’t my actions be considered to be reckless. If you think about it, won’t it be easy for other countries to fight ours since it’s so vulnerable right now?”
Chungho shakes his head, “ It would be unlikely because most people know that most of the soldiers had gone to your side before and during the rebellion. You didn’t lose that many soldiers so attacking you is not a minor matter.”
Raising your eyebrows at his answer, you nodded your head. “ Then what would you like?”
“ I would like…” Chungho gulped, “ to learn more about politics under you.”
A potential.
Cracking a smile at his uncertainty, you stand up from your seat. Waving your hands to signal him to come over, you invited, “ Come. Play a game of go with me.”
With that, Chungho giddily accepted your invitation and both of you found yourself spending the entire night indulged in all the games you had available.
On the second night, things turned out to be more interesting with the second consort.
“ Chin-Hae means the truth and a vast ocean, correct?” You had asked.
“ Yes, your majesty.”
“ And you’re a son of a merchant?”
“ Yes, your majesty.”
Scanning at him from top to the bottom, and bottom to top, you couldn’t decipher the unsettled feeling that is blooming within your chest. You have been caught up in many situations where there is a sense of familiarity despite being strangers. And this is one of those situations.
“ You look familiar.”
“ I am afraid that we have never meet until today,” he said, “ However, you might have find my demeanour similar to some of the envoys that are currently residing in the palace.”
“ … you’re from Xin May yet you behave like the Ecenyths, you must have travelled quite a bit.”
“ As a merchant’s child, I have started travelling since I could even remember. However, I did spent a reasonable amount of time in Ecenyth.”
You hummed in acknowledgement. “ Tell me the stories of the land you have visited.”
“ Where would you like to hear first, your majesty?”
“ … Xin May,” you decided, “ Tell me the culture, people, myths, legends. Anything of interest to your home country.”
Chin-Hae smiled, “ Yes, your majesty.”
As a result, you spent the entire night listening to the various stories from Chin-Hae; from the land’s culture to personal experiences and connection, Chin-Hae had told it in such an interesting manner that it captivated you every step of the way. He truly is a merchant.
I wonder if Seokjin is also good at storytelling.
On the third and final night, you were beyond exhausted with being deprived of sleep for two days straight and the constant piles that were presented on your desk. Thus, you didn’t have as much energy as usual and hoped that today will be like the other two.
Turns out, the third time was really the charm since it was completely different from the rest.
Entering your bedroom, you wanted nothing more than to fall onto the bed and travel to dreamland. Feet dragging your slouched body to the familiarity of your bed, you were suddenly hit with the realization of the slight change in the room’s placement.
Sobering up at the thought of an intrusion, you glared at every change in your normally simple chamber, feeling the irritation in you double. Aside from the difference in decor, the usual scent of lavender that would caress your skin was replaced with an overpowering scent of perfume. Feeling a headache reappearing, you sluggishly walked towards your bed only to be met with a big clump covered by a thin, transparent fabric.
The person must have noticed your speechless demeanour when they let out soft, high-pitched giggles. Normally, you would have define the noise as angelic but with your non-sobered state, fondness was not on top of the list.
Harshly grabbing the fabric, you forcefully tugged it off the figure and threw it to the floor. Looking into the bright yet hazy black orbs, you find yourself not knowing what to do.
“ Greetings to your majesty.”
Squinting your eyes in an attempt to find familiarity in the person in front to you but unable to do so, you find yourself speechless of what to say nor do. Suddenly, you realized that he was the one who you have chosen randomly, a person that you didn’t even bother knowing the name of.
Turning the other way, guiltily, you refused to look into the person’s eye, ashamed as what you did that day. However, the person seated on your bed took your action as an attempt to distance yourself away from him. As a result, he sneakily reach out his hand to touch your clenched ones.
Shivering at the chilling skin that had enveloped into your warmer ones, you looked at him, waiting to see what he would do.
As if knowing what you were hinting, the person took the opportunity to pull you to him, successfully setting you seated next to him.
Taking a deep breath, you could define the different fragrances that he was using.
Rose, with a light note of chamomile, citrus, lavender? No, what is it?
Confused at what you were smelling, you didn’t notice the roaming hands that were venturing your body until it travelled to your thigh. In a moment of panic, you pushed him away from you, shocking him in the process.
“ You… what’s your name?”
Yet to recover from the sudden shove, the male hastily replied, “ P-park Jimin, your majesty.”
Awkwardly nodding at his answer, you make sure to raise your hands, signalling that you meant no harm. “ I apologize, Jimin-ssi. There was so much work that I seemed to forget your name,” you said, shuffling away.
You knew that lying was bad in this situation but you also knew that saying that he was chosen in a matter of luck was worse. In other terms, he was lucky to be picked and wasn’t picked based on his capabilities unlike the other two.
There’s no way that I’ll tell him that.
Once again, using the opening of you drifting off, Jimin approached you, hands delicately running up your legs, eyes glimmering with mischief and flirtatiousness.
Speechless at what he was doing, you could only stare as he continued to venture across the span of your skin. Gently prying his hands off you, you push Jimin away. This time, on alert for any of his upcoming initiatives.
“ So tell me about yourself,” you said, brushing off what had just happened.
Staring at you confusingly, Jimin’s finger twitches in agitation. “ Why are you doing this?”
“ What do you mean?” You asked, scrunching up your nose.
“ Why are you asking these questions when you already know the answer?” He asked, eyes hiding behind his bangs.
“ I apologize, it seems that I have offended you. These past few days have been so busy that I haven't had the time to go over your profile yet.”
“ You didn’t even have the time to look into me?” He murmured, eyes locked on the velvet sheets.
You waved your hand in a hurry, protesting. “ Of course not. I sincerely apologize. I truly didn’t have the time to do so.”
Part of it was true while the other wasn’t being told. Yes, you have been extremely busy that you didn’t have any spare time and would go to sleep straight away after you return to your courtyard. However, you also did pick Jimin randomly, thus not having the fresh opportunity to look at his portrait.
You were really regretting your decisions of following the ministers’ miscellaneous plans.
Picking his head up, you propped them on top of your hand, directly looking into his own. Seeing his stunned expression because of your initiatives was something unexpectedly amusing; plushed lips puckered out to form a pout, a crimson shade that is spreading along the span of his cheeks, and eyes widen in such a manner that you almost couldn’t stop yourself from cooing about his cuteness.
Regretting at not seeing his painted portrait, you wonder if the artist managed to capture his beauty.
Smiling gently at your gestures, Jimin blinks continuously to try and seduce you.
Smirking at his antiques, you followed whatever he was luring you into before trapping him under your body. Arms placed on either side of him, Jimin bravely looked at you, eyebrows raised in a suggestive manner.
Lowering yourself until you were barely above him, you whispered into his ear, “ What do you think you’re doing.”
Feeling an unfamiliar sensation blooming within his core, Jimin unhurriedly replied, “ Whatever your majesty wants to do, I will follow.”
Smirking at his response, you continue to tease him by grazing your finger lightly across his skin, similar to what he had done to you. Seeing him squirm at the feeling was definitely a sight to see; amidst your teasing, you could even see a slight change in demeanour for a moment before it was covered by the previous thin layer of lust.
How interesting.
“ Oh really?”
Shivering at the moisture of your breath, Jimin couldn’t help but anticipate what was about to happen. However, his fantasize was cut short when he was no longer pinned down, the previous pressure dissipating into the air.
Pulling away from Jimin, you turned around, starting to take off your robe. “ You may stay here if you wish. We can talk about whatever but nothing related to what we just did.”
“ … So you just wanted to tease me?”
Clenching your fist at his question, you shakily replied, “ I apologize. I… I wanted to find out something.”
Jimin bit his lip, eyes glaring at your back. “ And that gives you the need to tease me? You may be my master, your majesty. But I am still a human who has feelings.”
“ … I apologize.”
“ Apologies, apologies,” Jimin huffed out, “ If you don’t want me here then I will leave.”
Standing up, Jimin takes the fabric, previously thrown to the floor and wrapped it around himself. Walking past you, Jimin didn’t look at you and instead focused on the door. Pushing the doors open, Jimin was about to leave but was suddenly pulled back.
Gasping at the pulling force, Jimin staggered backwards into your chest. “ I did say that I would let you leave but I didn’t agree to you leaving while in such a foul mood.”
Now, against your chest, you and Jimin were at the same height, none towering over the other but within your presence, Jimin found himself cowering under your watchful eyes.
“ W-what do you want now?”
“ I want to apologize to you,” you said, “ What do you want me to do?”
Turning around to look into your eyes, Jimin undoubtedly could sense your genuinity. Still trapped in your embrace, Jimin took his time to think and weigh the possible outcomes.
“ You would do whatever I say?”
“ If it’s reasonable, yes. I would do anything.”
Taking into consideration of your words, Jimin giddily thought up of various options. “ Then… give me jewelry as compensation.”
“ Jewelry? What do you want specifically?”
“ Anything that shows your favour in me. Things that would make people envy my position by your side.”
You nodded, agreeing with his terms. “ I will have something prepared for you by tomorrow and sent to your courtyard. For now…”
Looking over at your drawers, eyes sparkling up at the idea. Unlatching your arms around Jimin, you walked up to your drawers. Pulling a small drawer, you gingerly searched around before pulling a certain item out.
Returning to where you previously were, you gestured for him to turn around. You carefully placed the accessories against his skin, encasing the knot to secure the necklace in place. “ Keep this as a promise that I will fulfill my role.”
Grasping the pendant, Jimin looked over the design in awe before cracking a smile.
Seeing his smile, you commented, “ I see that you ar—“
“ Acceptable,” Jimin arrogantly said.
“ I’m glad,” you said, walking towards the table, pouring yourself a cup of tea, “ Let’s have a proper conversation now, shall we?”
Rolling his eyes at your comment, Jimin clenched the fabric wrapped around him before heading towards the table, taking a seat opposite of you.
“ Now, what can I know about you, Jimin-ssi.”
“ You don’t need to be that formal. Please call me Jimin.”
You smiled, “ Gladly.”
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“ Now tell me about the Scavenge Disaster.”
Hastily going through the notes that he had memorized yesterday, Jungkook clumsily replied, “ The Scavenged Disaster was a breakout of droughts in the southern regions forcing many to go get refuge in other places?”
“ Continue.”
“ Mhmm.. the Sca—”
“ Say it with more confidence,” Taehyung interrupted.
Shooting him a glare, you scrunched up your eyebrows in frustration. Opening your mouth, you were about to say something when Taehyung continued to interrupt you.
“ How can you not remember the basics?” He degraded once he saw the hesitation that still lingered in Jungkook’s eyes.
Eyes widening at his words, you shouted, “ Royal Consort! Be careful with your words!”
Rolling his eyes at your word, Taehyung leaned back against his seat and focused on Jungkook, waving his hand for him to continue.
Shaking your head, you roughly slumped down into your seat, ignoring the stare that Jungkook was giving you.
Swallowing all the tension down, Jungkook went back to what he has been doing, now, even more agitated.
From the start of today’s lesson, the intensity of the air in the room was at an abnormal level. You all have noticed the change but no one put in the effort to address it.
“ When did this occur?”
“ Ten years before the previous dynasty ended.”
“ How old were you then?”
“ I was… ten at that time.”
“ I heard that you were constantly out of the palace,” you said, “ Must have been hard for you.” Nonchalantly looking down at the papers on the table, you didn’t caught Taehyung’s soured gaze.
“ Ten? You’re barely an adult now. Must have been a little brat,” Taehyung commented.
Sighing, you tiredly looked over at him, “ Brat? Look at you right now. You’re the brattiest yet.”
Taehyung scowled at your comment, “ Whatever. What has this lesson turned into? A personal bonding time for the two of you? Forget it, we’re done for today. I’m not in the mood for it.”
“ Jungkook you may go,” you dismissed him, letting out an exhausted sigh, and rubbed your tensed eyebrows. Seeing Taehyung also standing up, you were quick to confront him, “ You, dear Royal Consort, is staying until I tell you otherwise.”
Turning around, Taehyung looked at you with raised eyebrows, challenging you. “ You can’t control me.”
“ As long as I have the crown, there is nothing I can’t get my hands onto, including you.”
Huffing at your comment, Taehyung slumped down into his seat, not looking at you.
“ Why are you like this?” You asked, frustrated.
“ Why are you asking me? Ask yourself!” He yelled out, disbelief clearly adorned on his face.
“ What did I do?”
“ You took in three other consorts!”
“ I was forced to!”
“ You’re the owner of this land, no one can control you.” He said, using your comment as payback.
You chewed on your cheek at your words getting backfired. “ It's a minor problem, there’s nothing for you to worry about.”
“ Minor problem? Sure it is. So incredibly small that it caused chaos in the imperial court, agitating all the ministers.”
“ If you’re worried about them interrupting ou—”
“ I don’t care about the plan. What if they fancy you!” He retorted, pouting at his own words.
Eyebrows raised at Taehyung’s tantrum, you unconsciously lean back to enjoy the show.
“ You’re worried that they will gain power if they have my favour?”
“ That too,” Taehyung muttered.
“ Don’t worry. Chung-ho and Chin-Hae aren’t in the mindset of settling down,” you reassured, “ Chung-ho is too busy with his interest in politics while Chin-Hae will be travelling.”
During your guys’ little talk, you had personally promised to give Chin-Hae the privilege to exit the palace at will in return for little souvenirs that he will bring back. This may sound immature but you have plans for those items.
“ You guys are on first-name-basis now? Whatever, whatever, whatever... Then what about the third one?” He asked.
You tilted your head confusingly, not able to hear what he just said. “ What did you say?”
Taehyung looked at you, eyes piercing into your own. “ I asked about the third one. Jimin was it?”
“ Jimin?” You pulled out, chewing on your head as you remember what had happened on your guys’ first meeting. “ I don’t know.”
Taehyung pouted, “ Then there is still a possibility!”
“ If you don’t trust my words then go see for yourself.”
At your words, Taehyung turned around and walked out. “ I will.”
I will see for myself what you all have.
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A week later, Taehyung upholds his promise by arranging an informal afternoon tea meetup with the rest of the harem. He definitely needed to see how these consorts are faring.
Seated in the middle of the round table where every person that comes and goes is in his vision field, Taehyung patiently waited for all the guests to arrive.
Slowly, the Blue Pearl garden started to get crowded by people, surrounding the table situated under the gazebo.
On his left, seated the Imperial Consort, the only consort that he, the Royal Consort has to show some face to.
It is best said that the relationship between the Imperial Consort and himself is not the best but it’s also not the worst.
We just don’t align, is what he would like to say.
Maybe in another situation, he and the Imperial Consort can find a common ground but in a harem, he is barely able to keep it under his control without the interference of another party. As a result, if’s they can’t be acquaintances then being neutrals would do.
Naturally, the farther they are to the host, the inferior their status is, meaning that when those new consorts arrive, they will be on the opposite side of him. More specifically, facing him directly on this round table.
On his right, there sat the eldest Noble Consort, who was all too busy with looking at the surrounding to spare him no mind.
I must agree to what Y/N had said. Childlike yet witty.
Perking up at another incoming group, Taehyung smiled in greeting. “ Ah, Consort Sato, welcome. Take a seat next to Noble Consort Jung.”
Bowing down in greetings, Chungho smiled at Taehyung’s words. “ Greetings to the Royal Consort, Imperial Consort Min, and Noble Consort Jung,” he said before heading towards the seat next to Hoseok’s
At least this kid knows manners.
Taehyung smiled in satisfaction, “ Good. I like you.”
“ I’m honoured to be in your favour.”
“ The Consort Yang has arrived!” The eunuch outside announced.
Turning his attention towards the entrance, Taehyung gently nodded in greetings, already not liking the person with a tacky smile.
Unlike Chungho, who was dressed in the imperial hanbok, expected of a concubine’s status; and behaved in a way much like so. Chin-Hae, instead wore the clothes of his homeland, and put on a disgustingly confident smile.
Normally, Taehyung would have overlooked this as he is also interested in ways one can express themselves through fashion but when that person is his rival, he simply can’t overlook it.
Like understanding what he was trying to convey, a maid by his side stood up. “ Consort Wang sure is unique.”
Instead of being offended, Chin-Hae beamed at her words.
Seeing his expression, Taehyung also smiled in amusement. “ Take a seat, Consort Yang.”
Interesting.
“ I heard that Xin May is a really energetic country.”
“ The epicenter for festivals and entertainment,” Taehyung piped in, casually.
“ It really is. I would say that I am forced to attend at least a dozen festivals every year. And that doesn’t even account to the ones specific to each region.”
Eyes widening in surprise, Hoseok leaned forward in curiosity. “ That must really be eventful.”
“ Sounds like you were busy.”
“ I really wasn’t. Besides, I would trade time for the smallest chance of getting to attend. Unfortunately, my father is trying to train me to inherit the business. Days fill with work and politics is too much for me to cope, however...” Chin-Hae denied, sighing at the thought of the constant work piles.
Blinking at his words, Hoseok commented, “ Right, I heard that Consort Sato is interested in politics from your majesty. Is it true?”
Looking up from his hands, Consort Sato bashfully nodded. “ I have been interested in politics since childhood but was never allowed to have any information on it.”
“ You enjoy politics? Such a unique hobby.”
Taehyung opened his mouth, preparing to say something when he was suddenly interrupted with an announcement.
“ Consort Park has arrived!”
Raising his eyebrows at the incoming figure, Taehyung propped his head on top of his hand.
Now, this is a sight to see.
Compared to the rest, Jimin’s attire was overly done. From the expensive materials that were used, to the intricate designs that were sew onto the fabric, one could definitely tell that he was born noble.
With every step, the bells of his bracelet could be heard jingling as Jimin draws closer to the gazebo. Putting on a confident smile, Jimin did a slight bow in greetings, hands clasped over his chest.
“ Consort Park certainly is prepared,” Chin-Hae commented, astonished at his attire.
“ I thank the Consort Yang for the compliment.”
Taehyung bitterly smiled at the act, feeling his slowly adrenaline rise.
“ Please take a seat, Consort Park. The sun is already in its third quarter and the event has yet to start. Without any further interrupti—”
“ Apologies, apologies, Royal Consort. I had to do some work and forgot the time. I didn’t miss out on anything major, did I?” A booming voice exclaimed, racing from the entrance to where they were.
Taehyung scowled at the familiar voice, eyes glaring at the rushed figure.
“ Merchant of the South,” Hoseok greeted.
Like who Hoseok had said, the steps of Seokjin grew closer to the gazebo, face brightened up at the sight in front of him. Stopping meters away from the entrance, Seokjin bent down to a bow in greeting. “ Greetings to the Consorts.”
“ I was not aware that you were invited.”
“ Apologies, I immediately rushed over the moment I heard that you were holding tea time.”
You knew that you were not invited and yet…, Taehyung rolled mentally rolled his eyes before looking to the side, silently motioning for the arrangements to be done.
Nodding at his signal, the person focused on the preparations, no longer caring at the stares he was receiving.
“ Seems like you knew that you were not invited,” Yoongi straightforwardly pointed out, “ Why are you here then?”
Motioning the maid to go get another chair, Hoseok added, “ Are you here to greet the new consorts?”
“ Partially. I was getting curious at the uprising of the new trio and wanted to go see for myself.”
Unlike others, Jimin reacted at the comment by clenching his jaded fist. Staring like I’m an animal, how daring.
Looking around, Jimin noticed how no one was fazed by Seokjin’s words, secretly stunned at how nonchalantly all of them are until his eyes met with Yoongi’s. Flusteredly looking away, Jimin made a move to smooth out his attire, fidgeting with the fabric along the way.
“ Apologies, only those who have been given permission to attend can do so,” Taehyung's eyes narrowed Seokjin’s figure, “ Besides, I believe the envoy has much better things to attend to than some measly tea event.”
The merchant shook his head in disapproval, “ Attending this event is also part of my duties. The emperor has specifically ordered me to visit the consorts frequently to build a better relationship with them… Also, it had seemed that I was not the only one that came without being invited.” After that, Seokjin’s eyes automatically set its attention on the person behind the table of herbs.
The host smiled, grabbing his wooden fan on the table before flicking it open, gently oscillating it, “ Hmm?... Ah, care to answer that by yourself?”
Setting down the equipment, Namjoon unhurriedly waited for all the boiled water to drain from the pot before gently placing it on the tray. Motioning the maids to bring it, Namjoon made his way to the centre table, smiling all the way. Stopping a couple of steps behind Taehyung, Namjoon clasped his left hand over his right and bowed, “ I apologize for not greeting you, Consorts… Envoy of Ecenyth. Thanks to the Royal Consort, I have the honour of concocting all the drinks that will be served.”
Scanning up and down, Jimin observed Namjoon’s manners, picking up the Royal Consort’s obvious favour towards him. So he is on his side, or maybe… Jimin smiled at the thought which skillfully got hidden by a tea cup placed in front of him.
“ Concocting? Sounds like this will have many benefits.”
“ Of course, Noble Consort Jung. It wouldn’t be right of me to not prepare a nutritious drink,” Namjoon explained.
Hoseok only smiled but made no attempt to reach out for the cup. “ Please sit down, envoy. Why not have a cup of tea while you are here?” He offered once he realized Seokjin was still standing.
Smiling gratefully, Seokjin quietly slipped on to the seat that was just delivered.
Scanning around, Taehyung noted how not a single person had consumed the tea. “ Why aren’t you tasting it? This variety is quite fragrant and won’t be as nutritious if taken cold,” Taehyung commented, letting out a teasing smile, “ Perhaps you all are afraid that it is poisoned?”
Feeling the people around him tensed at his blunt words, Taehyung picked up his own cup before taking a sip from it, flipping it over to show he had finished it. “ See? Now, drink up.”
Sighing at Taehyung’s words, Yoongi deadpanned at how appetizing and easy it was to step into his trap. How annoying, he thought, glancing at Namjoon before staring into his own. Yoongi gracefully lifted the cup to his nasal, taking in a whiff of its scent. Placing the porcelain edge against his lips, Yoongi carefully took a sip. “ Not poisoned.”
Making eye contact with Hoseok, Yoongi subtly nodded, confirming what he previously said was true. Relying on his words, Hoseok also took a sip and smiled at the pleasant taste. “ Such a smooth taste.”
Taehyung smiled, at least we work considerably well together.
“ I’m glad that this tea has satisfied you.”
“ Move on to the next course,” Taehyung ordered, “ I hope you all haven’t ate anything today.”
At his command, the surrounding servants were put to work. Skilfully replacing the dishes placed on the tables with new ones, one can see the obvious change in style.
“ The decorations have changed,” Chin-Hae commented, looking at the sight in front of him in amazement.
Giggling at his comment, Taehyung nodded. “ Of course. Now that we are waiting on the next course, allow me to explain today's concept,” taehyung started, picking up the previous course’s cup, “ With each change in course, a new course will be bestowed based on a designated season. The previous was spring, this time will be summer, eventually becoming autumn and winter.”
Eyes sparkling at Taehyung’s voice, Jimin couldn’t help but clasp an exaggerated gesture over his petite face in awe. “ Such consideration the Royal Consort has put in.”
Taehyung nodded his head in gratitude, continuing to swing his fan back and forth.
“ Unlike spring, summer is considerably heavier so the Royal Consort has highlighted the use of fruits?” Hoseok asked.
“ Correct. Do you know the reason why?”
“ Because summer has the largest spectrum in terms of fruits.”
Snorting at his words, Taehyung said, “ Of course, envoy. However, aside from the taste, there is another factor to why I have put it here.”
“ Why?” Chungho asked, curious.
“ It’s because fresh fruits symbolises vitality, youth, abundance… and fertility,” Taehyung smiled. “Either way, isn’t it the perfect description of the Nurturing Solstice?”
Blushing at the Royal Consort’s indications, Jimin couldn't help but wonder what his life will now be like.
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“ They were talking about the Nurturing Solstice?” You asked, “ Taehyung must have had a fun time.”
Compared to the past, the current Nurturing solstice is quite watered down. Previously, the Nurturing Solstice did not only mark the start of a new harvest season but also the start of something more humanly— something more mature.
“ Yes, the new consorts were blushing at the Royal Consort’s openness.”
“ Let him have his fun. Cooping up in the palace isn’t good for anyone,” you said, “ Right, make sure to keep an eye on the new consorts, especially Chin-Hae.”
Clenching his hands, Chin-Hwa clumsily bowed at you tonal command, “ yes, your majesty.”
Glancing at his posture from your spot, you observed how uncomposed he became. Sighing, you leaned against the window frame, gazing out of the window. “ The sky is darkening.”
“ Yes, you majesty. It is estimated that the storm will go on for at least three days.”
You hummed at his reply, “ As expected… an abrupt change is about to occur.”
Tilting his head at your sudden comment, Chin-Hwa shot you a confused glance.
Dismissing his stare, you continue to stare at the sky.
It’s just that I don’t know how though.
~MintVender ( 19/05/21 )
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The Return of an Empress
Author: You_are_my_joy
Platform: Ao3
Pairing(s): BTS x reader
Status: Complete
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: smut, angst, violence
Summary:
After one fateful encounter, you find yourself transmigrated into your favorite novel as the Empress that shares the same name as you.
Most would think you’d be ecstatic, after all, who wouldn't be when you woke up as the empress, practically having an entire empire under your control. But being happy was the exact opposite of your current feelings as the Empress you've become is expected to be killed in three months by the hands of the seven men she trusted the most.
The only thing on your mind now is to try and convince everyone that the empress is a changed person (literally), but you'll soon find out that proves to be difficult when seemingly everyone wants you dead.
Proceed to check out
#BTS#bts. reverse harem#Kim Seokjin#Min Yoongi#Jung Hoseok#Kim Namjoon#Park Jimin#Kim Taehyung#Jeon Jungkook#bts.smut#bts.fluff#bts.angst#bts.historical!au#bts.slow burn#bts.romance#bts.ao3#bts.explicit#bts.non idol!au
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☁︎ Masterlist
© peachywritess
⥼ guide to reading
৲ ☆ smut
৲ ღ fluff
৲ ❀ angst
৲ ✈ ongoing
৲ ✎ completed
⥼ current works
OT7
unmei — OT7!BTS x fem!reader ☆ ღ ❀ ✈ unmei – 運命 (うんめい): a noun meaning 'fate’ or ‘destiny’ in Japanese. ⤜ reincarnation!AU, reverse!harem!AU, fem!reader, royal!au
Kim Seokjin
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Kim Namjoon
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Min Yoongi
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Jung Hoseok
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Park Jimin
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Kim Taehyung
till death do us part - kim taehyung x fem!reader ❀ ✈️ ☆
strangers to lovers, grim reaper!AU
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Jeon Jungkook
workout agenda - jeon jungkook x fem!reader ☆ ✎ ღ
best friends to lovers, personal trainer!jeon jungkook.
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I have a story prompt for bts ff writers.
It’s a jk harem.
Plot- jungkook is a normal human boy who gets abandoned by his parents and taken in by a vampire clan. He grows up to be loved by his adoptive brothers. As jungkook gets older the clan finds things out about jungkook, and so do the people that the clan are fighting with. How will all this affect jungkook and his relationship with his family?
I feel like that leaves enough for creative thinking
My requirements-
Fucking tell me when you make it 😭 I’ve been wanting to read this
Everyone must be switch including jk, I don’t want him to be some kind of whiny bottom. I want him to be able to top vampire daddies but also get topped by those daddies
I want other member ships too not just jk x everyone
Surprises I want surprises
Also I want characters other than the bts members.
Other then that it’s all yours I’m @sipppingmytae on wattpad and AO3
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(New story) (3k, 1/4?)
👑A/B/O
👑O!Jin harem
👑Historical au ish
👑OT7
Seokjin has spent lifetimes in misery and now- ignoring everything he had promised himself- he is back in the North. He is going to be a proper omega again.
As long as it lasts
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