All I See Is You

SIBI HOLY FUCK. im so confused and scared rn.... did tae really trapped oc? who tf saved her in the end? will she be a vampire? i cant wait anymore for the next chapter which will be titled HURT 😫😭🤚🏼💔

↳ Index [Chapter 19 - Schicksal]

Pairing: Taehyung x f.Reader

Warnings: the beginning is very sweet until everything does a 180 and it turns very dark, violent blooddrinking, hunts, violence, betrayal, those are not your sweet romanticised vampires

Wordcount: 8k

a/n: i hate them, also istfg if just one of you blames oc i will slaughter you painfully

The sun was already getting ready for her sleep when you and Taehyung finally leave his wing. You hadn’t planned on leaving his wing, but your rumbling stomach convinced you otherwise. 

You giggle as Taehyung catches up with you on the stairs. He wraps his arms around you, picking you up with ease.

“What are you doing? Tae put me down”, you laugh.

“Never”, he says, pressing you against the handrailing at the end of the stairs, “you’re mine darling”, he coos, caressing your sides.

“Mhm, yeah I am”, you say, grinning goofily. His hair feels so soft in your fingers.

“I’m so happy to have you again”, he whispers, making your heart flutter.

“I’m happy too”, you breathe, feeling your body draw closer to him all on its own.

“Let’s never ever fight again”, he says, making you chuckle.

“That’s a little unrealistic”, you say. 

He pouts, earning himself a soft pinch to his cheek. 

“Fine, let’s never ever fight again”, you give in with fondness in your voice. 

“That’s better”, he says and smiles. 

“You’re so cute." 

"Ah yes? Are you perhaps talking to a mirror?" 

You snort, "Tae come on”, you whine.

Taehyung grins and leans in for a kiss, stopping as your stomach rumbles loudly. You both look down at it.

“Are you famished, my sweetest?” he asks, rubbing his hand over your tummy gently.

“Yes, a little, stupid human stomach, it ruined the mood.”

Taehyung looks at you with fondness in his eyes.

“Let’s get you something to eat, shall we?”

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Red color was created to be worn my him

hate to admit that im feeling this way rn

lonely

I hate weekends

listening to sad songs

craving companionship

mentally scolding myself

for being fucking pathetic

while I try to summon

the energy to write.

I'm lonely.

I want a hand to hold

I want someone to talk to

because I can't pretend

that my art is filling the hole

anymore.

For so many years

I read

to pretend I wasn't alone

but I am.

I am so alone today

crying blood

and strangling on sadness because

I'm fucking lonely.

he’s so hypnotizing

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“You change universities after moving towns. Your new university is an old, ancient building with secret tunnels and whispered ghost stories. There are two fraternities, which for some reason always seem to be in a quarrel. Alpha consisting of Kim Taehyung, Kim Namjoon, Park Jimin and Min Yoongi. Handsome, porcelain skinned men, who act as if they are out of another century and for some reason everyone on campus seems to be scared of. And Sanguis consisting of Jeon Jungkook, Kim Seokjin and Jung Hoseok. Men with skin just as pale and their faces just as beautiful, who always wear sunglasses when it is light outside and who never seem to open their curtains. And for some peculiar reason you always find yourself in the middle of them….”

Pairing: OT7 x f.Reader with main Taehyung x f.Reader

Genre: Mystery, Fantasy, Romance, Smut, University!AU, Vampire!AU

Warnings: This story contains very sexually explicit scenes, cursing, blood & blood drinking, morally grey characters, violence and death. If you are sensitive to such topics I advice you read with care.

Wordcount: in-progress

~ New chapters will be posted every Wednesday & Saturday at 5pm CET! ~

#01 - Initium

#02 - Rendezvous

#03 - Brunch

#04 - Schauspiel

#05 - Turbatio

#06 - Swing 

#07 - Sidus

#08 - Prandiculum

#09 - Parasomnia

#10 - Rain

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↳ Index [Chapter 14 - Masquerade]

Pairing: Hoseok x f.Reader, Seokjin x f.Reader, Jungkook x f.Reader, slight Taehyung x f.Reader 

Genre: Smut, Mystery, a lil bit of Horror 

Warnings: threesomes in the form of grinding, thigh riding, lots of neck kisses, sex in the middle of the dance floor, making out, mxm kissing too, fumbling, lots of sexy costumes, dirty talk, but also suspense and misunderstandings

Wordcount: 11.5k 

a/n: there is so much happening in this chapter, I don’t even know what I should comment on lmao. Also just so you know this is the last chapter before Sanguis Alpha goes on a little winter holiday break hehe 👁👁

“Oh wow, you actually came”, Hoseok greets you, taking you into a big hug before you can stop him. He already smells of alcohol.

“I did”, you and him step out of the hug, “my apartment was too sad." 

"Gotcha. But also look at you. You look hot as fuck. That corset looks so good on”, Hoseok says, placing his hand on your shoulder and letting his eyes travel over your body shamelessly. 

“Thank you very much”, you say and make a curtsy, “but you look hot too. I especially love the mask with that outfit. Also really love the harness, especially bold choice to go shirtless with it”, you say hooking your fingers in his chest harness and pulling him closer slightly. 

Hoseok purrs quietly, fire flicking up in his eyes for the briefest of moments.

“Thank you, thank you. I purchased them last week”, he explains, tilting his head back slightly to reveal his neck. The way his muscles flex under the leather straps, you try not to concentrate on too much.

You break your eyes away before you can do something you later regret, clearing your throat in the process. You look to your side, watching as the rest of Sanguis struts up to you and Hoseok. 

Jungkook is dressed in his full soldier uniform, face hidden behind a gas mask. Seokjin chose to go for a mask, which only covers the upper part of his face. Golden, it goes perfectly with his burgundy velvet suit and golden boots. He was not wearing a shirt under the jacket, revealing his chiselled torso.

You whistle through your teeth. 

“Look at you guys. Hot damn”, you say. 

“Thank you, you look good too”, Seokjin says, eyes not so subtly falling to your cleavage. 

“Thanks”, you hear Jungkook’s voice behind the mask. 

“Okay but damn Kook you really went all out with the costume”, you say, touching his arm. You feel his muscles tense under your touch, you can only imagine the way he lowers his eyes behind that mask. 

“T-thank you, that’s n-nice”, he stutters. 

Before he can grow any more awkward however, Hoseok drapes his arm across his shoulder. 

“Want to get drunk and then grind on the dance floor?” he suggests, looking between you and Jungkook. 

“I’m down”, Seokjin says, hooking his arm with yours. 

“Wait what?” you and Jungkook say in unison, already getting dragged to the bar. 

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hi! i hope your having a good day. i just wanted to know if you had any advice for writing a betrayal and making it feel impactful?

Hi :)

Sure, here is my advice for you:

How to write betrayal

Betrayal can be a good plot twist for your character and for your reader. If it's done right, it can be surprising and highly emotional.

Reasons for betrayal

personal gain/greed

ex. money, status, power, etc.

fear

jealousy or envy

Types of traitors

the bad guy - you always knew they would eventually betray you

the weak one - the person is not strong enough to stand by your side or strong enough to resist temptation

the climber - this one wants to gain something from the betrayal and wants to climb the social ladder - and for that they need to step on you

the good guy - they're trying to actually help you, even if it means they have to betray your trust

the conflicted - they don't want to hurt you, but they have a very good reason for their betrayal

How to make it impactful

two things: not seing it coming and being close to the traitor

show how much the character trusts the traitor, how they confide in them and believe them to be on their side

or show that the betrayed would have never even considered that the traitor could betray them, so the betrayal is a complete shock to them

Why does it hurt so much?

they lose a person close to them

their memories with them are tainted now

they second-guess all their past interactions

it disturbs their sense of trust with everyone, because if even someone they trusted could betray them, then what is stopping anyone else

it confuses their instincts, since they didn't see it coming

I hope this helps and have a good day!

- Jana

tightrope (pjm) | drabble series m.list

pining, f2fwb2l infidelity on jimin's part

warnings: angst, reader is in love with him but who isn't, swearing, making out, fwb but still sfw and nothing explicit, college parties, mentions of anxiety because reader represents my two brain cells when they have to come up with small talk, jimin calls reader sweetheart because he's a whore who likes to play with her heart 🤠

rating: pg-15

a/n: writing after a long time feels weird but the good kind of weird, its 3am idk what im talking about but here, take a fic

*throws fic at you*

one | two | three | four | five

for me | dilf!jk drabbles

⤷ A collection of drabbles accompanied with dilf!jk

⇢ all drabbles contain mature content | 18+ | warnings listed in each drabble

!there is no taglist!

↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; jeon jungkook, the man you’re hooking up with on a daily basis and conveniently is your neighbor, happens to bring news with him one day – one you’d never expect unless you see it with your own eyes

⇢ read here

↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; while adapting to being a new dad, he doesn’t forget what an asshole he can be – and it all starts from one bitter feeling

⇢ read here

↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; you’re one knock away and jungkook uses that opportunity, although there should be a different reason behind his knocks – one that you and him both know he owes you

⇢ read here coming soon

The kind of lovers they are ft BTS

I mean, its June y'all and you know what that means. I'll be doing this for all 7 of them but here's two to start off

It is boyfriend headcanons for ksj and a meet-cute for knj

Kim Seokjin Oppa, come back safe and sound!!

Seokjin is the friends to lovers, shared looks across a room, boisterous laughter like the sound of a windshield wiper. Seokjin who helps improve your Korean when you start interning at HYBE, Seokjin who tries to explain his dad jokes to you, tries to feed you Korean delicacies. It was easy friendship that bloomed between the two of you, who seemingly have nothing in common but once you start talking, it’s like neither of you ever thinks about stopping, him teasing you in Korean as you give it back twofold in both English and french. It is him absolutely hating PDA, where the only contact you’ll have with him outside is a hand at the small of your back or your pinkies linked together but behind closed doors, he is all over you, all over you. He loves twirling you around in the kitchen, loves cooking for you as you sit on the counter, completely smitten with this man. The second he notices you looking at him like he hung the moon, the tips of his ears go red, a small smile overtaking his features. He turns around, completely embarrassed, “waah yaah I know I am world wide handsome but stop looking at me like that.” He loves it when you cook for him, fumbling through the kitchen, looking up videos on how to make a dish form your hometown for him, maybe it is too salty, maybe there wasn’t enough spice but gods, he eats it all through your stuttered apologies about how he doesn’t have to eat it, promising him you’ll get better at it. This mf eats it all with a smile on his face, telling you he loves it. It is the days when he’s not BTS’s Kim Seokjin but just your boyfriend Jin who loves sleeping in, arm around your waist, face buried in your curls, just the Jin who doesn’t let you leave the bed, who loves playing video games as you sit on his lap, just as involved in it as he is, making noises of outrage as he fails to clear a level. Jin who is your loudest cheerleader, always with you, every step of the way as you learn to love your body and accept it. Jin who makes sure you take care of yourself during your exams or as work stress keeps mounting. Jin who never forgets an anniversary, making sure to clear his schedule ahead of time. Jin who doesn’t like you feeling jealous, like the mere thought of him finding anyone other than you is so absurd to him, it is impossible. Jin who always rubs soothing circles on your palm as soon as he notices you feeling insecure. He’s right here and he is yours.

Kim Namjoon oh boy, does it show I love reading?

Kim Namjoon is the kind of love that feels like bonfire on a cold winter night, the first sip of water on a scorching day. It is the relief of finally coming home. It starts off with him walking to the book store where you work at, a hole in the wall really, feeling so lost as he wanders around the fantasy aisle. You walk up to him, careful to make your presence known asking if you could help him, maybe offer him some recommendations. He smiles bashfully, dimples appearing on his cheek as he acquiesces, “Just wanted to try reading some fantasy, either grimdark or maybe fiction...” he trails off, looking unsure. You brighten instantaneously, rambling on and on about various books you’ve read, what you think he might prefer, your favorite authors in that genre and the like. You’ve always been a bookworm at heart, only novels though, which was why school didn’t pan out. You abruptly stop, cheeks flushing a lovely shade of pink as you finally take time to breathe, feeling his gaze on your skin, part amusement and part genuine curiosity. He buys all the books you’ve recommended, leaving with a quiet, “I’ll let you know how I feel about them.”

Huh—? how? You get your answer after about a week as he rushes into your store, looking completely flabbergasted and utterly furious, “what was that ending? Holy shit, is the sequel out yet?” Then you both get talking, getting along like a house on fire, both of you equally opinionated, equally enthusiastic about finally finding someone you could ramble about books with. As their band starts getting more popular, he visits less frequently, conversations switching over to texts and then video calls. You keep waiting, for the other shoe to drop, for him to stop calling, but it never stops. No matter which corner of the world he is in, he still calls, odd fucking times of the day sure, but he doesn’t forget. Falling for Joon is falling for his words, how your conversations strip you raw, leaving you completely exposed, blood on your hands as you tear your heart out of your chest, letting him see, spilling your deepest thoughts, a sinner at the altar. It is his quiet understanding, songs that hit a bit too close to home, of utter longing, of being young and stupidly in love. It is you learning Korean for him, surprising him on one of his birthdays by sending him a voice note, him bursting into tears as soon as he hears it. It is you being his biggest cheerleader, not the loudest but always steady in your presence, it is him always cheering you on, never forgetting the dates of your exams or important work meetings.

It is soft laughter as he breaks yet another thing at your house, embarrassed smiles and warm hugs, him trying to cook something for you, yet destroying your kitchen so thoroughly you had to order in. It is his quiet frustration at not being able to spend enough time with you, you crawling into his lap, hands in his hair as you whisper confessions of love into his skin, his hands digging into your waist. He is the kind of lover who needs to touch you like he needs air, hands on you always, at the small of your waist, holding your hand, arm around your shoulders. Not shy about PDA. If he wants to kiss his girl, he will, the rest of the world be damned. He leaves notes for you everywhere. You don’t know when and how he manages to hide them, but you keep finding little notes about how much he loves you, even one month after he’s left for the tour. He loves surprising you at work, buying you flowers and everything pretty. Just him being so stupidly in love with you, most of the songs he writes these days were love songs. Always does a shoutout to ‘my girl’ at the end of his concerts and at award shows. Once you surprised him at one of his concerts, face lighting up as he spots you, staring at you completely dumbfounded as he continues to rap. Bursts into tears because holy fuck it has been so long since he got to touch his girl. The entire stadium coos. He gets a small tattoo of your name on his chest. You both just love each other so much, there was no one without the other. No Kim Namjoon without you and no you without him.

This is my first time writing for BTS, so they might be a bit ooc but I really hope this was able to put a smile on at least one of your faces.