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Sapphire Waters: Part 3

genre: black swan au

pairing: bts!maknae x fem!reader

summary: You ran to escape your dead future. If only you could have seen that your future departed the moment you stepped foot in that river.

Your head was practically pounding when you finally came to. However, the headache wasn't the only thing you found to be out of the ordinary.

At your first attempt to move your hands to your temple, you found yourself restricted to do so. Something, or rather someone, had bound your hands together above your head.

With a single tug, you knew you weren't going anywhere by sheer force of strength or will. The heaviness of the chains that bounded you to the wall of the cave were proof enough. A wracked sob escaped your lips, and you found yourself wishing you were truly dead.

"Don't worry, we'll take good care of you."

The softness of those words echoed in your mind, and a small whimper lodged itself in your throat. Just the thought of those words sent spiders down your spine, and you couldn't even begin to imagine what kind of horrible creature said them.

"Jimin-ah," one of the voices you heard before called out, it's voice bouncing off of the cave walls. It was the same voice who practically claimed to have caught you first. The youthful sound forces your head to jerk in the direction it came from.

"She's awake."

Damn this cave, and damn whatever being that decided darkness could be this dark. You were still practically blind in this cave you sought refuge in. If this was the kind of refuge you knew would await you, you'd have taken you chances with your father's soldiers.

"Hmm," something fleshy clasped the side of your face. It felt like a hand, only, colder, and less...human. You shuddered and squirmed away from the feeling, but it was the same airy voice that had shushed you. The same voice who had claimed that these three creatures would, in fact, "take care of you."

"Please," you murmured, "let me go." Even these words were a challenge for you to squeeze out, but you forced them out nonetheless. If these beings were intelligent, perhaps you could bargain for your life.

"You came to us...remember?" The melodic voice continued to hold your face in his one "hand." You could practically feel the claw-like fingernails pressed against each cheek are he squeezed you gently.

"I-I'm sorry--I didn't mean to," you pleaded," but I won't tell anyone! I swear! Just please let me leave."

You could barely recognize the whiny, pleading voice as your own. Is this what you've stooped to? Begging for your life to three monsters who could, for all you knew, bend and snap you like a twig if you so much as annoyed them.

"Shh shh," the voice hushed you once again, and it was then that you realized that you were crying. The tears ran past your eyelids and soaked the creature's claws. You whimpered and the force around your cheeks suddenly vanished. Your cheeks felt hot and blotchy, and you swallowed a loud sob when the cool air of the cave kissed your wet cheeks.

"Why would you ever want to leave us?" The voice was deep and quiet, and you could feel the hot breath of the third and final creature (to your knowledge) against the conch of your ear. You whimpered and did your best to shuffle away from the intrusive visitor so close to you. Too close.

"You belong to us now," the youthful voice stated. It sounded sure of itself and strong--dangerously strong.

"Please--," you started, but suddenly shrieked when a hand jerked you forward by your chains. Weren't they been attached to the wall of the cave?

You fell on all fours and you couldn't mask your now shaky voice as you started to whimper. Whatever types of torture these creatures had in store for you would surely not be in your favor, and yet, you couldn't will your muscles to move from their current position against the stone of the cave floor.

Another sharp tug sent your limbs into a scramble as the creatures yanked you forward again. Your knees scratched against the cold stone and you yelped in pain. It was the kind of pain that willed your muscles to finally work, and you staggered to your feet. Your wrists burned as the chains rubbed your skin raw, but you knew better than to complain or cry any more than you already had.

After what seemed like eternity marching deeper and further into the black abyss, the constant tugging forward stopped. The air felt much colder, much damper. You could hear the small waves of water ahead, and a sudden twinkling reflection from the black waters made your heart jump. Your eyes shot upward, and you finally saw the source of the reflection. The moon!

The ceiling of the cavern that laid before you was so grand and tall that you could just barely make out a corner of the moon above through a small hole from above. Given the right timing, you were sure that both the sun and the moon would pass by this opening every day.

You gasped in awe and shock at the sudden light source, however small it was, and sent a silent prayer at finally able to see once again. However, that prayer fizzled into dread when you could hear the chains loudly pile onto the hard ground.

You eyes followed the chain from your wrists and snaked its way forward and a few feet from where you stood now. You gasp was now one of simple shock and horror.

The first thing that caught your eye about the three men ahead of you were the black feathers that protruded from their back. Their wingspan must've been large, given the very size of the forelimb at the base of their shoulder blades. The feathers were sleek and bountiful, and dare you say, beautiful.

From where you stood, you could just make out the skin of the men. What caught your eye were their hands and bare feet. You had never seen anything quite like it. Trekking up from their knuckles to the middle of their forearms was something more akin to dark black with silver veins and tendons. Their feet were the same, stretching from the ends of their toes and across their feet like tiny rivers of silver.

Their silver veins or bones (you weren't quite sure which) stretched all the way up and slowly disappeared beneath their long, black shirts they each wore loosely with a pair of dark trousers. No wonder you couldn't hear them--their feet were free of loud boots against the rocky floor of the cave that caused their echoes to be nonexistent. Their clothes looked to be lightweight and free of any restraint, and their wings...their wings.

Your mind began to frazzle and your heartbeat could suddenly be heard in your temples as you sank to your knees in terror. They looked like birds, but only, not completely. They had hair on their one head each, they had human hands and feet, they had two orange eyes. Orange eyes...

The glowing of their orange eyes sent a shudder down your spine, and one of the men quirked his head in wonder. His hair was very messy as it curled around his ears. His eyes glowed like the dying embers of a fire, and you hated the way he stared at you. The eyes of him and his two companions almost reminded you of the way a bird's eyes stared at it's prey from above the ground, only now, they were the birds, and you the prey.

"Hm...she seems to be taking it well," the curly-haired one snickered, his smile wide and boxy as you recognized the deep, rumbling voice as the one from earlier who breathed against your ear.

You couldn't find your voice. You couldn't find your footing. You could barely find your thoughts as your eyes flickered between the three men--the three creatures--that stood before you.

The one who spoke, with the deep voice and dark, messy curls, seemed very nonchalant about his statement regarding your state of being. If this was you "taking it well," you couldn't even begin to imagine how others could have taken to seeing these three.

The one in the middle seemed the most concerned and sad with your reaction the moment you sank to your knees. He had taken a step forward when you did, but had decided against approaching you. Surely you looked as terrified as you felt. His hair was also dark, almost blue-black, and stopped about halfway at his ears and draped into his face. His features were softer than the other's, with plump lips and pillow-like cheekbones.

The one on the far left of you, slightly behind the other two seemed to stare at you with fascination. It was this type of fascination you'd feel looking at the skeleton of an animal for the first time, and it made your stomach roll. It was as if he were ready to study every inch of you, and you could do nothing but cower under his gaze like an insect beneath a magnifying glass.

Out of the three, this one seemed younger. His hair, like the others, was midnight black, and much longer than the other two. The ends of his hair grazed the back of his spine, and he kept a great deal of it trapped in a piece of leather at the crown of his head. Still, a few stray pieces fell into his eyes as he flicked them out of his face to study you a bit more. His jawline was sharper, as well, and he could just make out every time it clenched when his amber eyes found a new place to look at you from.

"Shut up, Taehyung," the one in the middle spoke quietly, shooting a glare at the one on the far right. He simply rolled his eyes at the gesture and settled his stare at the water to your right. Taehyung...? They had names?

Your mind wandered back to before you fainted, and you then remembered the hushed whispers of the three creatures as they spoke to one another. Jiminie. Tae. Kook. Names.

You gulped down air and did your best not to stare into their orange eyes. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn't stop shaking under their gazes. Their eyes were unlike anything you had ever seen. Granted, you hadn't seen much, but to have the eyes of...what? Birds? An animal's? It make your skin crawl.

"What--," you began, and their features perked up at your meek voice, and all eyes burned into your figure. You gulped.

"What do you want from me?" You finished.

Your stomach dropped and your throat closed up when the three men's lips pulled up into small smiles. Some gentle, some anything but. Your eyes locked with Jimin's orange orbs, and you swear you saw them glow for a moment, shining brightly with mischief and something that made your stomach curl.

"You."

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virgo-myself · 3 years

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Sapphire Waters: Part 2

genre: black swan au

pairing: bts!maknae x fem!reader

summary: You ran to escape your dead future. If only you could have seen that your future departed the moment you stepped foot in that river.

The moment you stepped foot in the cave, all your ears could pick up was the roaring waterfall behind you. The crashing waters drowned out the booming of the men's voices as they searched the banks for any sign, scent, or print. Your blood ran cold when you remembered your bare feet sinking into the mud along the river bank, and you sank further into the shadows of the cave.

You couldn't hear the men over the constant beating of the waters against the rocks, and so your muscles were prepared to run should the soldiers find your footprints leading into the mouth of the cavern. You had no idea how far or how deep this cave went, but you were more than prepared to find out should you truly have to run.

Your voice screeched at the pressure that suddenly encased around your mouth and pulled you back against a hard surface. Your heart hammered against your ribs and you trembled from your fingers to you toes.

No! I can’t go back! I won’t!

Without any hesitation, you jerked your arms from side to side, momentarily breaking free of the soldier’s remaining arm that squeezed you against him and bolted.

The cave was so dark. You could barely see an inch from your face as you reached your hand out in search of the cave walls, only for you to find empty air. You drifted further to the right, searching in vain for any kind of surface to help guide you from smacking into anything. Still, you found none.

Running out of solutions, you blindly waved both arms around, twirling round and round for literally anything. Anything that could make your isolation in darkness a bit more bearable. You turned so many times you weren’t even completely sure in which direction you actually came from.

Panic began to rise in your throat, and you were suddenly faced with the decision of calling out for help. Surely you wouldn’t die alone in this cave? Not in such darkness?

Then, you felt it. Your fingertips grazed something hard. You shot your hand back and immediately braced yourself against whatever solid object you touched, happy for the contact. Only, it wasn’t the roughness of the cave walls. It felt...soft? Almost like...feathers.

Before you could jerk your hand away from whatever kind of animal you could have stumbled into, something else shot out from the creature and kept a firm grip on your wrists. You couldn’t scream. You couldn’t breathe. You couldn’t think. Suddenly, your father’s soldiers were looking very good compared to whatever you were positive was about to eat you. You can’t imagine it would be happy that you trespassed into its dwelling—into it’s home.

You squeezed your eyes, ready to accept your fate when the pressure around your wrists softened a bit. Not by much, but the grip was no longer painful. The hold on you remained firm, and it was then that your realized that what you imagined to be three long talons actually felt more like fingers.

“Wha—?” You began, only to have another pressure cover your mouth. You gasped as you jerked back and felt more feathers. The soft fibers tickled your cheeks as you twisted in another creatures hold. Only this time, the creature rumbled with a small chuckle.

“How about this one, Jiminie?” The thing, what sounded like a man with a deep, baritone voice chucked as you whimpered beneath his grasp. The creature’s hand was not unlike the one that had grabbed you before, closer to the mouth of the cave, but it’s hold was stronger; tighter. Combined with the one holding your wrists in front of you, there was no escape for you now. This was it.

Darkness surrounded you and you squeezed your eyes shut in terror. You’re blood practically froze when the creature in front of you brought your wrists to your sides, it’s grip still strong. Your chest was now open to whatever was in front of you, with your back pressed against another. You had no idea who or what they were, but you knew better than to trust that they were human, especially in the outlying forest where their home was a cave that seemed to never end.

You could feel eyes in front of you, but you didn’t dare open your own. A part of you hoped that this was all a dream and that you’d wake up in a few moments safe in your bed in your father’s castle. This was, of course, wishful thinking from the mind of a stupid girl who thought she could escape to a forbidden forest and not die her first night there.

“This one’s...different?” The voice in front of you said it’s statement as more of a question, and it took everything in you to not melt at the sweetness of it’s so-called voice. It had a whisper to it that reminded you of a soft breeze, and yet, it also held an ominous quality to it. You couldn’t decide it you wanted to hear it again or cover your ears.

“I caught it first, Tae—,” a third voice called from a distance. It? Do they mean you?

This creature’s voice sounded youthful, but still a male’s. All three voices sounded like men’s, but there was something about them that just didn’t feel quite human. Whatever it was, it made your skin crawl. However, you couldn’t decide if you enjoyed the feeling or not.

“—you snooze you lose, Kook,” the voice behind you said, it’s voice low against your ear and you could practically smell it’s breath and feel the hot air against your cheek. You squirmed more, but the voice in front shushed you like a child.

“Don’t worry,” the melodic voice said, it’s breath against your eyelashes making you whimper frightfully, “we’ll take good care of you.”

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Sapphire Waters: Part 1

genre: black swan au

pairing: bts!maknae x fem!reader

summary: You ran to escape your dead future. If only you could have seen that your future departed the moment you stepped foot in that river.

"To be able to marry without love is the greatest sacrifice a princess can make."

These words from your father and king made your stomach churn. Almost as much as it did when you saw the brute you would be forced to wed before summer's end. You had no desire to meet him, much less any desire to have him as your husband.

You had never been in love, and yet, the idea had never seemed to thrill you. The entire notion of falling in love made your head whirl. To fall was to not control where you'd land, and then where would you end up? Even so, why should you sacrifice your happiness for the sake of a man's pride, even if it was your father's.

Perhaps that's why you ran away.

Just on the outskirts of your father's kingdom laid a forest. It was from this forest that many childhood bedtime stories came from, both magical and horrifying. Rumors spread of all manners of dark creatures in which the forest was their domain.

You could hear the hooves thunder against the forest floor behind you as soldiers pursued you. The sun was just beginning to set when you began to hear the earth rumble beneath your feet. You had barely made it half a mile into the eerie woods when you started running. By the time you heard their voices and shouts behind you, the forest was plunged into a black, starless night.

You could barely make out the trees in front of your eyes, and given that the soldiers only yards behind you had torches certainly made this an uneven playing field.

Your lungs burned as you made a beeline for the sounds of water. A waterfall. Surely you'd lose the men there. Their fondness for armor, even on horseback, drew your feet further towards the large waterfall upon the rocky mountainside.

"Stop!" One of the men screeched behind you, but you were already wading out and across the river. The waterfall was so loud you couldn't even make out the shouts of the soldiers or the anxious neighs of the horses who refused to get anywhere near the waterfall.

As you turned your head back, the water now reaching to just below your chin, you saw as the lead man signaled for his soldiers to go back the way they came. They'd try to meet you on the other side of the wide river, seeing as there was clearly something about these waters that spooked them. How very fortunate, or perhaps unfortunate, for you.

You skin was soaked to the bone, it seemed, as your thin nightgown seemed to blossom around you beneath the dark waters. Even the full moon above offered no light as to what lurked beneath the gentle waves of the river. You had never seen water as such a deep blue hue, even in the dark of the night.

Your slippers had slipped off of your feet the moment the men gave chase, so swimming was a bit easier with your bare feet alone. You had always been an excellent swimmer, given that you found it hilarious to sneak out every other night to the small springs and ponds just beyond your father's castle. At least the geese and ducks welcomed you, especially when you had a loaf of bread hidden amongst your skirts.

With precise movements, you kicked your legs and began making your way past the fantastic waterfall and towards the opposite shore.

Just as you managed to trudge up the muddy shores and into the grass, something on your left caught your eye. A prickling on the back of your neck forced you to jerk your head in the direction of the waterfall. You could have sworn you saw something move, but the uncomfortable feeling was forgotten as you saw what was behind the opening behind the waterfall. A cave.

The moment you heard the loud claps of the horses and the loud voices of the men egging their steeds on, you didn't think twice about entering the cave.

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