This is like my fav series, can't wait for the next part. :)
But like dude really said that đ¤
Synopsis: He had conquered everything, anything but your heart.
Pairings: Yandere!King Jungkook x Commoner!servant Reader.
Disclaimer: proceed with caution, this can be triggering. This is purely fictional and this does not represent bts or jungkook irl. Do not romanticise this.
warnings: YANDERE, DARK THEMES AHEAD, crazy!jungkook, anxiety mentions, threats of killing, obsession, mentions of exhaustion, overworking, jungkook is crazy, psycho behaviour, possessiveness, jungkook doesnât understand a ânoâ dark content, viewer discretion is advised.
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All of the people present in the room watched the king grow restless as you fell unconscious into his arms, a few gasps were heard from them as the king quickly caught onto your body in his embrace as he scooped you into his arms, not caring about anything else, he felt like panicking because you suddenly passed out in front of him, Jungkook scooped your body as he could gripping onto it tight as he lifted you up bridal style. âCALL THE IMPERIAL PHYSICIAN IMMEDIATELY!â His deep voice boomed inside the huge hall. The other selected consorts watched with envy. The atmosphere of the room was heavy.
But no one dared to object. Na-Yeon was left stunned to wrap her head around anything.
All eyes were on the king who was starting to go fanatic. âIT IS A ROYAL COMMAND! SEEK THE PHYSICIAN AND BRING HER TO MY CHAMBER IMMEDIATELY!â
The king did not wait for anything else as he turned back with you in his arms and left the hall. The people were left stunned, still present in the hall. The looks on their faces were a great mind of envy and confusion.
The sound of breathing was the only sound that could be heard in the room until, one of the consorts spoke.
âLooks like⌠we already know whoâs going to be the favourite one hmm?â Kim Si-Woo's tone was dripping with venom. âL/N Y/N⌠yes I saw her on the arrival day⌠the king had even asked for her nameâŚâ the other one joined in. Sana, did not feel like chiming into their gossip as she was busy thinking about a severe issue.
That was you. âThe king has liked her since, I think⌠I mean she was a servant! Not even of noble blood!â Her cruel laugh made everyone in the room gasp.
âBe careful with your words, young lady.â Mrs lee walked towards the laughing woman, her stern voice made the gossip die down immediately. âDo not forget that youâre talking about the chief consort.â She crossed her arms, glaring at the young woman. âC-Chief?â That was a shocker for everyone, all of the attention in the room focused on the old woman.
âAh yes⌠L/N Y/N of Gaegyeong has been chosen as the kingâs chief consort. Did you not see the king giving her the embroidered handkerchief himself?â She raised her eyebrow. âW-What do you mean!â The panic in the young womanâs voice was visible to every single one present in the room. âEmbroidered?â The others questioned in unison.
Sana was left stunned.
Kim Si-Wooâs cruel laugh was long gone and replaced by panic.
âYou all are a rank below her, so youâd better start showing her ladyship respect. Sheâs the closest to the king now.â The older woman ignored the question, she needed to set the rules.
Just like how the king has commanded her to.
âUnless you want to be punished.â She exhaled out.
âSheâs the chosen one, after all. She will be the legal wife to the imperial king soon.â
âSheâs the chosen one, after all. And? She will be the legal wife to the imperial king soon.â The words came out of her mouth so smoothly.
As if sheâd known.
âW-What?â Came next the voice of Sana. She couldnât contain her distress any longer.
All the girls turned their heads to look at the prettiest one present in the hall. The young woman did not care about the attention on her.
She only cared about what the older woman just said.
âMy lady⌠what are you saying?â The blonde girl spoke in a silk tone, her sweet voice could seduce any man sheâd wanted. She was sure to be polite, and not too eager.
She needed to fix all of this.
âWhat Iâm saying is, my ladyship is that Y/N L/N has been chosen personally by the king to be his legal wife and chief consort. She will be the first to provide him with an heir. She was the kingâs choice.â The Head of the court explained,
âit was the great kingâs decision, no one can object.â
In that moment, Sanaâs world crumbled before her eyes.
Jungkook wanted to set the whole world on fire. He sat right beside your laying body, his hand lingered on your forehead as the physician examined you.
Your fever was only increasing by the passing seconds, Jungkook wanted you to wake up.. panic was something heâd never felt, at least not in a long time.
But right at this moment, he felt incredibly worried. Had he scared you? Or were you overworking yourself? âTell me whatâs wrong with her! Right now!â Jungkook growled at the female. His eyes pierced through her as he caressed your face gently.
âMy imperial grace⌠Lady Y/N⌠fainted due to exhaustion and panic.â The woman bowed her head to the man. Jungkook watched her with his eyebrows furrowed in confusion, however the confusion was quickly replaced with fury. âExhaustion?â He bit his lip in order to surpass lashing out on her.
âSo youâre saying that my precious has been being overworked?â His gaze was set on her, waiting for her response. âLikely so, My king.â She confirmed. âBecause the fever has settled inside her bonesâŚâ The woman was so scared of the kingâs reaction. She waited for his command. âWhat do you mean?!â
Jungkookâs heart had quickened at the diagnosis. You had fallen sick due to being overworked and he didnât even know? What kind of a lover was he? His beloved was suffering right in front of him And he couldnât see?
âMy liege, thankfully itâs nothing to worry about for too long⌠I can prepare a few herbs and she shall be fine, but rest is acquired in order for her to get better, and she mustnât stress about anything.â Jungkook listened to the lady with every bit of his attention.
His eyes shot up at the physician, immediately taking in her instructions. He nodded. âVery well, My dear has to be well and healthy. Go ahead and immediately start preparing!â He exhaled out, his tone stern and dominating. The physician nodded.
âThe future queen of the empire has to be healthy at all costs.â He smiled lovingly, gazing at your face.
No one had any idea about his plans. And that was what Jungkook wanted. He only chose the others due to some pressure from the officials. Not that heâd care about their opinions but it was rather a good thing, so his enemies wouldnât focus on you.
The others could be used as a target, and Jungkook couldnât care less about any of them.
All he ever cares is about you, his only one.
His queen. You.
Sana quietly made her way to her brother's quarters, hiding her face with the cape of the dark cloak. It was dark outside, the cold breeze was only getting harsher with each day. Goosebumps rose on her pale skin as the wind made contact with it.
She continued to walk, stealing a few glances here and there. Making sure that no one was watching.
She was already so tense, her heart was aching. The King was so obviously infatuated with you. It was you that became his chief consort, not her just like sheâd wished.
She wasnât the one he loved, it was you.
She couldnât have his heart, despite loving him for as long as she could remember, her dreams were crushed within a second.
And the worst thing was, the king did not even try to mask his affections for you. Sana knew but her heart wasnât willing to accept that. He looked at you just like she looked at him when he didnât notice.
He never noticed her, not even when she watched him practice sword fighting with her brother, Where sheâd seen him for the first time ever, many years ago.
He was practicing fighting with her brother. And stupidly enough. She had already lost her heart to him.
The one who had his sword on the neck of her only brother. Lee Dongmin, the General.
You felt someoneâs hand on yours, the feeling of it being squeezed hard made your body move. Your brain felt hazy as you tried to open your eyes, Your vision was blurry, all you were able to see was the black dots that appeared in front of you.
âoh my god!â Then you heard a familiar deep voice, and that was all needed to wake your senses up.
It was the voice of the one you dreaded the most, The King, Jeon Jungkook. âMy precious! Youâre finally awake!â Your eyes opened fully, his face was the first thing you saw.
And your heart stopped as you remembered the events of today.
His eyes were filled with a crazed expression, they were shining like the stars in the sky.
âY-You!â You tried your best to sit up, your eyes filled with horror as he helped you. It was only you and him, between the large walls of his magnificent chamber. âYes itâs me, my love. Iâm so glad that youâre awake! You just saved one life, my dear!â You watched him speak gleefully, it confused you.
His handsome face was all you could see, his hair was messy, like heâd been running his hands through it, the dark curly locks made him look absolutely radiant. You could only look at him, he was wearing a night robe, unlike his formal clothes.
And that terrified you.
âW-Where am I?â It was a dumb question but your head was hurting, your body was panicking, his touch sent shivers down your spine. His grip was tight on you as he watched you with a dark glint in his orbs. âWhat do you mean? Youâre in my room. Our room.â Jungkook replied, his aura switched from worried to domineering. His tongue emphasised on the word âourâ. Your body jolted at that.
âW-What do you mean!â You couldnât contain your harsh tone. He terrified you, your worst nightmare sat right beside you and you couldnât do anything about it. âIsnât it simple? Youâre my consort, my Chief consort, you will be staying with me now,â he pulled your body closer to his, your head fell onto his hard chest as his fingers gripped onto your weak body.
Horror filled you, his touch felt too warm on your cold skin and you were unable to see his face, no, it couldnât be true. âM-My king⌠please let me go⌠I donât want- until weâre married.â
His words were like a slap on your face. âW-What?â His breath hit your neck and sent tingles down your stomach. It felt hot against your skin. âYes, my love. Please call me jungkook. We are to be husband and wife now. Iâm so happy that you woke up otherwise I was going to kill that physician.â Your heart thumped against your chest at his confession.
You wanted him to let you go. âPlease l-let me go⌠my King please! I donât want this, I donât want to be your wife! I donât want to be your consort please!â Tears fell down on your cheeks.
Just like you were terrified, your voice cowered.
âJungkook. Call me jungkook. And you donât have a choice in this matter. You donât choose, sweetheart. I do. The faster you accept your fate. The better.â He pressed a kiss on your earlobe. âI love you so much, youâd better love me too.â He whispered in a sultry tone.
Sending shivers down your spine. Your body froze completely at his next words.
âUnless you wish for everyone to die in this palace. Just like your family did.â
I think itâs important for disabled people to know that its ok for us to mourn over the things we canât do anymore or maybe could never do. Itâs ok to remember times when you were a little more able bodied. Itâs ok to lament the things you used to love doing. At the same time though, itâs important to not force ourselves to do what we know we canât or shouldnât do. Regressive disabilities are not the end of the world and itâs good to know that but itâs ok to mourn what could have been. Give yourself space for it.
Omg I love this man đŠ
LUCIFER ABC
⥠note | trying something different with lucifer characterization here. let me know if you like it or âŚ. prefer my old lucifer back jajajjaja also a bit long but im so happy with how it turned out
⥠content | 50/50 that means dom lucifer and sub lucifer dynamics, one mention of femdom (see kinks) exhibitionism, impact play, roleplaying, master mention, begging, unfairness, body worshipping, dry humping, thigh riding, vouyerism, oral (male and afab receiver) afab reader, mentions of breeding, re popping lucifer cherry, piss mention, thatâs all I think
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⥠edited post please consider reblogging if you liked, tumblr been acting weird and flagging my post âĄ
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Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort
Word Count:Â 1.8k
Warnings: Angst; Luciferâs not the nicest in this; mentions of Lilith and the fall; edited, but not well
Synopsis and Note:Â This piece examines Satanâs past, starting with his creation and continuing through meeting MC. Itâs heavily based on my own interpretations of his character and story, and I took a decent amount of creative liberties to make the story what I wanted. I also marked it as hurt/comfort, but I donât know that this actually counts as that. There is hurt, and there is comfort, and it does end on a happy note, so I think thatâs all there is to it? Oh, and the last thing, this is my first long creative work in a while, so Iâm sorry if itâs not great lmao; I hope you enjoy it anyway, though.
When he came to after the fall, he was naked. He could remember the way his vision blurred, the way the dirt felt beneath his hands, the way his skin prickled as the cool air of an unfamiliar place hit him. He could remember how his heart skipped a beat when he realized he felt different. He could remember the surprise he felt when he tried to raise his hand, and his body actually responded.
He was overwhelmed and confused as he raised his head. The first thing he saw in his new world was Lucifer. He loomed over him, an incredulous and pained expression on his face. Even in his most private moments, before he was aware of Satanâs presence within him, Lucifer had never made an expression quite like that. In the next moment, it was gone. Any vulnerability Lucifer had shown disappeared as his mask came back down. Satanâs next memory was a feeling, the sensation of his wrath boiling up and consuming him.
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shh... his momma just loves him ( ęá´ę)
while trying to flee ukraine, poc (asians, africans, middle easterners) are reporting actively being pulled off of escape transportation to make room for more white people at the polish border. poland is refusing to accept poc as refugees period to, again, make room for more white people. itâs also being reported that Ukrainian policeman are becoming physically violent with black people trying to flee. all of this needs to be recognized as a war crime and iâm so, deeply serious.
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