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Where you're the one chasing them or being chased by them. Now choose, because they already did.
Otherworldly, series masterlist.
Ethereal and otherworldly beings obsessing over you.
Final girl, series masterlist.
Where you're the final girl escaping from the slashers of a classic horror film, but the twist is that they don't want to kill you at all.
Hush, series masterlist.
Inspired by Tim Burton films, you're the love interest of these eccentric men.
Isn't a threat a promise?
Where you're an assassin hired to finish the mysterious and poweful gang of seven eccentric men, but you're oblivious of how unpunishable and untouchable they were.
The backrooms
You find yourself trapped in the backrooms, and you must get through each level to survive, but be careful of the beings lurking in them because they might grow a twisted interest in you.
part of the series strange thoughts that come to me: i often think about how i'd love to have some lyrics from rosalía's a ningún hombre written on my tombstone
a ningún hombre consiento
que dicte mi sentencia
sólo dios puede juzgarme
sólo a él debo obediencia
i'm not religious or anything, i just hate men and think they really can't judge women at all
(translation: i consent to no man to pass my sentence, only god can judge me, to him alone i owe obedience)
You entered the pool level in the backrooms; a hard one. You were trapped in a liminal space of endless pools and water slides. But the danger lurks in the dark, in the chilling silence. There are two men in suit following you from afar, you have to hide. Do not run, do not make a sound and do not let them find you. Good look, you'll need it.
YoonJin x f. reader
2.7k words.
Genre: The backrooms au | yander-ish | psychological thriller.
Tags: Backrooms au, polyamory, possessive and obsessive behavior, mind games, pool rooms, fear play, smut, blow-job.
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You blink slowly your eyes open, hissing by the painful throb in your head. You frowned confused when you looked at your surroundings, noticing that you were in an indoor, underground pool by how dark and blue it seemed, with no natural light besides the blue bulbs.
“Fuck,” you cursed now aware that you were sitting in the shallow end of the pool, wetting your pants and shoes.
You stood up with trembling legs, crossing your arms and hugging yourself by the low and cold temperature of the room. You don’t remember how you got there; you have no idea where are you and why are you down there alone. Your memories were blurred, and your mind was spinning making you close your eyes to stop yourself from passing out.
You inhaled sharp at the stillness and silence of the place, feeling goose bumps with a really bad feeling dropping in your stomach, churning with dread and fear. Something was off, but you have no other option but to walk and figure out how to get out of there. And that’s what you did, walking with careful and silent steps, watching your surrounds with wide and alert eyes, aware of any odd sound or movement.
To your horror, you didn’t get out of the pool at all, since the hallway was also fucking flooded with water up to your ankles and grimy blue tiles. The water was so still that you could hear a pin drop, the pool of the hallway was dimly lit, making you hug yourself tighter and breathe more elaborately with fear gripping your heart.
You kept walking in alert, never taking your eyes off of your surrounds, watching every corner and every pool room with anxiety. You have a bad feeling about this place, you felt watched but you were alone, and the silence was so loud that it turned your blood cold. It was so unnerving that it made you dizzy, you wanted to run, you wanted to hide, but you have nowhere to go besides this hallway with empty room pools.
The thick smell of chlorine burned your nostrils, almost making you faint. You were afraid of dying down here, with no one knowing where are you and how to find you, with your body rotting away in the still water.
Maybe you were dreaming, but the water sinking your ankles felt too real to be a dream.
Forcing yourself to hope and believe that you weren’t in real danger made this more bearable for you.
And then, you saw in a tiled wall the words; HIDE, DON’T RUN THEY’RE BEHIND written in a suspicious dark red color. You freeze in your place with the hair of your nape rising, feeling your heart pounding so wildly that it echoes in the silent pools. You felt eyes pinned on your back, and very slowly and consciously you turned your head to watch the other end of the hallway, noticing with dread a man in a suit standing tall and staring at you from afar, looking out of place with his expensive clothes and composed face.
But what made you scream was his cold and devilish grin, almost as if he was waiting for you to notice him. You flinched back, ready to run the fuck away, but the words written on the wall stopped you.
You glance at the room at your right and noticed that it has large water slides that can be used as a hiding spot. And that’s what you did, hiding inside the room without looking back at the creepy man.
You stayed hidden inside in one of the huge pool slides of the big room, feeling nauseous by the chlorine smell and the primal fear of being chased. Your breath was elaborated and too loud for the unsettling stillness of the place, so you covered your mouth to keep quiet.
You heart was pounding and your hands were trembling. Your gaze was locked on the entrance of the water slide, as if expecting the creepy man to appear out of nowhere and take you away. You pushed your fear and terror aside, closing your eyes and breathing deep to calm yourself down. You need to be collected to think straight.
After a long moment that felt like forever, you get out of the water slide very slowly and carefully. Your eyes scanned the surroundings with fear and caution not noticing the male figure crouched by the entrance, silently and predatory waiting for you.
You screamed at the top of your lungs when you spot him by your side, your loud voice teared through the chilling silence. And the man… he wasn’t the same of the hallway, this one was shorter and paler, but not less threatening. He didn’t smile nor comment anything about your reaction, he just remained crouched staring piercingly at you. His cat eyes were intense and unnerving, watching through your soul.
Your flight and fight instincts were kicking in, but you ignored your primal need to run away, standing up slowly without giving the man your back, walking slowly backwards without taking your alert eyes off him, and when you were out of the room, you ran away, hiding in a large and huge pool room.
This time, you submerged yourself into the water to hide beneath the surface away from them, lifting your head every now and then to fill your lungs with oxygen and to watch your surroundings for any sign of them.
You couldn’t stay hidden forever, you need to find a way to escape this place and to escape them. That’s why after another unbearable long moment, you chose to get out of the pool and walk silently towards the hallway. There must be an exit, and you will find it and escape this odd and creepy place.
You wandered and hide for endless hours, or that’s what you thought because you had lost all track of time. You were exhausted of hiding and being scared, the odd males stopped creeping you out and started to piss you off instead. Now when you spot their figures in the distance, you feel sheer anger at them, that’s why you walked straight towards the shorter one that was lurking and preying on you in the corner of one of the large pool rooms. Your firm and quick footsteps splashed through the shallow water in the room, not caring at all about the man’s intense gaze fixated on you.
You could swear you saw a flash of confusion and shock on his face, but it disappeared as quickly as it came. He stared at you with his cold and stoic face.
“What do you want from me?” You spat with your voice trembling with rage, adrenaline and fear. But despite it all, you stood your ground.
The cat eye man tilted his head to the side, as if you were the odd one and not him for stalking you. He was pretty this close, you noticed. If you didn’t know any better you would think that he was harmless, but you do know better and you won’t be fooled by him.
“Are you deaf? I asked; what. The. Fuck. Do. You. Want. From. Me,” you said through gritted teeth, emphasizing each word with suppressed anger.
You were about to lose your shit if they keep playing mind games with you.
And then, the man straightened his back, moving closer to you with inches separating your bodies. His shoulders were squared, his hands hidden in his pockets and his dark eyes pinned on you. He leans forward until his hot breath brushed your ear.
“Why are you speaking to me? You’re not supposed to, pretty thing,” he whispered lowly into your ear, so softly that it didn’t sound threatening at all, despite his words being very alarming.
You shivered a little at his closeness, and he noticed, chuckling softly at you and brushing your cheek gently with his thumb, but his touch was cold, his skin against yours felt like an ice cube. That made you take some steps away from him.
“Don’t touch me, and answer my questions! Why are you guys following me everywhere? Where the fuck am I?” Your voice broke at the last words, your eyes welled up with tears and your shoulders hunched with the weight of all the fear and confusion from hours ago finally crushing you.
“Oh, don’t cry little thing, come here,” he coed as if you were a child, pulling you and cradling you against his chest, with his arms wrapping gently your body.
Alarm bells ring at the back of your mind, this wasn’t normal, but you’ve been alone and scared for so long that you were starving for some comfort and human affection, even if it came from someone who didn’t feel human at all.
“Would you look at that, such a lovely sight. I think I’ve never seen you hugging someone Yoongi-ssi,” That deep and teasing voice made you snap back to reality, breaking Yoongi’s hug and getting away from him. Yoongi pouted with his arms falling to the side.
“Don’t be like that pretty thing. Don’t pay attention to Seokjin, he’s always all up in my business,” he teased, crossing his arms over his chest while staring at you. His tone was playful, but his eyes were sharp, calculating your every move.
You let him fool you into believing you’re safe when you’re not, and now the danger you were running from is near you.
Your body stiffen with fear, your weight shifted backward ready to step away without taking your widened eyes off of them. But then, the taller man gripped you tightly by your elbow, stopping you from fleeing away.
“Where do you think you’re going? It’s rude to walk away like that from a conversation.” His tone sounded light, but his words felt heavy. His eyes were locked on you with a fake smile curling on his plump lips, and his grip on your elbow was almost bruising, making you hiss and tug your arm away from his hand, but he didn’t let go of you.
“Stay still and pretty, we won’t hurt you as long as you do as we say. You don’t want to test us, do you?” Seokjin’s tone got darker and heavier at the last words, with his jaw clenched and his evil eyes piercing you, making you nod with fear. Just then, his smile returned. “Good,” he grinned, letting go of your elbow.
“Let’s play a game, pretty thing. You run down the hallway where the exit from this place is, and we chase you. If you get to the exit, you obviously win, but if we catch you, you lose.” Yoongi’s calm and velvet voice made your stomach churn with alarm, you remember the warning words written in red on the wall. But when he said the word exit, it was like a switch in your mind making you ignore the red flags.
You didn’t know there was an actual way out from this place.
“Don’t overthink it lovely, this might be your only chance to escape this place. If I were you, I’d give it a try. There’s nothing to fear anyway, we’re good guys.” Seokjin’s smile seemed as sharp as the one of a shark, all teeth and no warmth. But he was right in one thing; this might be your only chance to escape.
“Fine, I’ll do it,” you said, sentencing yourself.
Seokjin and Yoongi shared a knowing and predatory look between them, before returning their gazes towards you.
Then you ran.
And after giving you a head start, they ran after you, forcing your body to move by sheer instincts. Your heart was pounding, your breath was labored and heavy and your legs felt numb by how fast you were running. Your brain was fill with sheer adrenaline running through your veins, ignoring any kind of pain or discomfort, focused only on the exit at the end of the hallway. Your world was numb and silent, you didn’t even feel the water sinking your feet. You only see an escape, a chance to run away; to get back home.
But the illusion of freedom and reaching the end of your nightmare shattered the moment they caught you just steps way from the exit. It was cruel, it was unfair, it was sad.
You were now stuck with them forever.
“Hey, don’t look so afraid, we promised not to hurt you, didn’t we?” whispered hotly Yoongi into your ear, hugging you from behind and resting his chin on your shoulder. His arms wrapping you felt like a snake grip rather than a warm hug.
“It’s time we take our prize,” said lowly Seokjin, with his dark eyes pinning you and his tall figure looming over you, like a predator ready to pounce. And your eyes welled up with tears at the realization of your new reality. Seokjin caressed your cheek wiping the tear away. “Shh, don’t cry. We’ll make you feel good.”
And you let them do that, you let them drag you towards a hidden room with dim light and no water, Seokjin pushed your shoulders down until you were on your knees, not in a rough or rushed way but in a calm and humiliating way. You felt Yoongi also kneeling behind you while you were looking up at Seokjin, whose wolfish smile made you shiver.
Seokjin’s tall frame cast a shadow over you, he grabbed the back of your neck gently to guide your head towards his crotch, pulling down his zipper without letting go of your neck. His grip tightening when your hot breath brushed his erect cock.
“Open,” he ordered you, pressing tightly your cheeks to force your jaw open, making your eyes welled up with tears again. Yoongi’s hands roamed on your chest, teasing and stimulating your nipples and making you moan brokenly. Seokjin tightened his grip on your neck at your soft sounds.
Your mind was blank by their bodies caging you, but despite your fear and hopelessness, something deep within you drives you to make a new plan to escape, one that involve going along by their games, teasing them and faking surrender until they were distracted enough for you to run.
And that’s what you did.
You licked softly and almost timidly the head of Seokjin’s cock, looking up at him through your wet eyelashes. He took a sharp intake of breath at the sight below him, holding your neck in a bruising grip and shoving his cock into your mouth, making you gag and close your eyes to bear the intrusion. Seokjin scrunched up his face in pleasure, tilting his head back and grunting when your throat was spasming by his cock.
Meanwhile, Yoongi kissed the exposed skin of your shoulder, lapping it with his tongue as if he was a thirsty dog. And you melted into his chest, letting him caress your body and ravish your skin.
You heard Seokjin’s breath getting labored and heavier, his dark eyes were lidded and fixated on you, tightening even more his bruising grip on your neck, fucking your mouth with his erratic thrusts until he came inside of your throat, forcing you to swallow every drop of his cum.
And just when Seokjin let go of you with a disheveled look and flushed face, he signaled to Yoongi to take his place. And that’s when you chose to run away a second time, ignoring their angry yells.
You heard their quick steps following you behind, but that only made you run faster, ignoring the burn of your legs and lungs. You were getting out of that place even if it costs your life.
And again, you were so, so fucking close.
Until you weren’t.
An arm yanked you roughly backward slamming you to the ground. And that was your last glimpse of hope being crushed by them.
The last thing you saw before passing out was their devilish and possessive faces looking down at you. Yoongi with a murderous and worried scowl, and Seokjin with a cruel and promising grin.
You were so fucked up.
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Jungkook, also known as Hades the king of underworld, has to run a company on earth to watch over his future soul targets. What he didn't expect though, was to see you; a beautiful and ethereal girl who grows flowers wherever she sets a foot. The dark urge to take you was strong enough to blind his judgment, making him want to steal you from Demeter and go to war with Olympus itself.
Jungkook x f. reader
3.5k words.
Genre: Hades and persephone au | yander-ish.
Tags: Possessive behavior, retelling of persephone and hades, captivity, Jungkook is infatuated and whipped for reader, reader is bubbly and innocent, smut, kidnapping but it's kind of consensual, grumpy x sunshine type of trope, fluff.
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Your wide and radiant eyes took in the sight in front of you; a beautiful garden near a big and grey building that made you part your lips in awe, you’ve never seen the human world before, everything was so different from your home in the Olympus. Your bared feet touched the grass with delight, you inhaled deep, frowning a little at the bitter taste of the air here.
The ground below you grow flowers every time you set a foot on it, as if nature was welcoming you in with tender love.
You stopped at the sign standing tall at the entrance of the beautiful garden. You tilted your head to the side, remembering your reading classes with the nymphs.
PRIVATE PROPERTY: it says in red. But you shrugged, not sure what it means by private, the garden was big and open, not to mention that mother nature is not the property of anyone but herself. You walked pass the sign without any care in the world, brushing softly the petals of the flowers growing tall below your feet.
Your mother was too overprotective over you, so much that it reached an unbearable point. She always says that you’re safe only in the Olympus and under her care, that the land of the humans was too dangerous for a goddess like you. Your curiosity for the outside world was stronger than the fear she instills in you. That’s why you’re here, visiting the earth behind her back. It will just for a couple of minutes, and then you will return home safe and sound.
You kneel on the grass, picking flowers while the breeze moves your long hair, unknowing that you were being watched.
Jungkook stood tall in front of the large window glass of his office that stretch from the ceiling to the floor. He had his hands in his pockets, and his breath was taken away by the sight of a stunning girl in his company’s gardens, picking flowers as if she was fucking Cinderella.
He’s known for having an iron grip and being ruthless with anyone who dares to disrespect him and his territory. Invading his property as if it were a public park was reason enough to have you on your knees begging for forgiveness. He doesn’t tolerate people that acts out of line, that’s why everyone in this building and in the underworld flinch with terror at the very sight of him.
He narrowed his eyes and tilted his head to the side when he caught the sight of flowers growing from your touch, you looked ethereal and otherworldly in his garden surrounded by flowers, as if you were in your element. He couldn’t take his dark eyes off you, feeling captivated by your beauty.
His brows knitted in a deep frown, who are you? And what are you doing here? He didn’t know about any goddess or semi-goddess that grows flowers besides Demeter, and she didn't have a daughter that he knows of.
His gaze burned on you so intently that you felt it, lifting your chin up to look at him from your spot. And you did something that took him by surprise, you waved a hand at him with a bright and sweet smile on your face, making Jungkook inhale sharp at the gesture. You looked so beautiful smiling so brightly, it made Jungkook’s pupils dilate in a predatory way.
He swallows hard, his fists clenching in his pocket with the urge to grab. You, the Cinderella girl, are not aware of the darkness that you have just awakened, triggering something deep and primal within Jungkook.
“Bring her up to my office,” he barked an order to the quiet assistant from behind him without looking away from you. The woman shriek at his voice, “now!” he screamed turning around to throw daggers at her, making the poor assistant run away to get to you.
He licked his pierced bottom lip when you kept picking flowers unaware of the predator hovering over you, ready to pounce at its prey. But first, he’ll find out who you are and what are you doing here, fragile and innocent, in a world full of evil beings and humans.
You won’t be out of his sight until he figured you out.
The office lights flickered and the temperature dropped suddenly, turning the place into a fridge. Jungkook’s eyes turned deep blue when his assistant took you by surprise, almost dragging you inside of his building. He blinked quickly with a frown, his emotions were getting the best of him and he wasn’t sure why, when he gets carried away like this by his instincts, his powers get out of control too. But no one has control over his emotions besides himself, let alone a Cinderella girl like you.
That’s why he wanted to know you, and why did you have a certain effect on him.
He turned around when you entered his office, sucking in a quick breath when he noticed that you are even more beautiful this close. You were glowing with your beautiful sundress and bright aura in his dull and dark office, a strong contrast.
“Wow, this place is so big,” you said in awe, looking to your surroundings with wide and curious eyes. And then you spotted Jungkook staring at you from afar.
You walked quickly towards him erasing the distance between you two, making Jungkook frown, taking him by surprise, no one else has ever approached him by their own will, people were too scared of him to do that. But you weren’t scared at all, not with that big and open smile of yours.
“Oh, hi there! You’re the man that was looking at me?” you asked him when you were close enough, looking up at him through your eyelashes. Your voice was soft and innocent, and your eyes glinted with wonder.
“Yes, you’re lucky I'm in a good mood today so I don't have you rotting in my cell in the underworld for trespassing on my territory," he mocked, arching an eyebrow in disdain. You were so lucky to be this pretty, or else he would’ve thrown you to a dungeon deep in the underworld long ago.
You blinked confused, tilting your head to the side. Your gaze was wide and hesitate.
“Your territory…? But- it’s mother’s nature territory! The grass and the flowers belong to herself only!” you remarked with a frown, as if he was the odd one and not you.
Jungkook lifted his brows and snorted with disbelief, he was for the first time in his immortal life at loss of words. You truly did act like a princess from a fairy tale, it amused him.
“I don’t know from what fairy tale or fantasy world you came from, but as long as I bought this building, its territory and garden you step in belongs to me,” he growled with his eyes glowing blue again, you were triggering his worst emotions. Jungkook’s assistant gasped with fear at that sight, terrified of her boss mood.
But instead of scaring you too, it made you look at him with surprise.
“Your eyes,” you whispered in awe, “you’re handsome.” And with those simple words you disarmed him, melting Jungkook’s anger away.
He let out a small cough to hide his surprise, he didn’t like to be taking aback, but with you it was impossible not to be.
Jungkook crossed his arms over his chest, roaming his dark eyes over your body from head to toe, frowning when he noticed you were bared-foot.
“Who are you?” he asked flicking his gaze up at you, “Where did you come from? And what are you doing in my territory?” His voice lowered an octave, sounding intimidating enough to make you avert your eyes with unease.
You played a little with your fingers, not looking into his eyes. He didn’t like to see you nervous or insecure, regretting for a second speaking to you like that. But he shook those thoughts away, you didn’t deserve a different treatment from any other intruder.
“I can’t tell you.” You muttered tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, looking at him with uncertainty.
He narrowed his eyes at you, clenching his jaw and feeling his patience running thin.
“Do you want me to force you?” He threatened, and the temperature of the office dropped again, making you flinch and hug yourself.
Your eyes widened with fear flashing on them for the first time, and Jungkook for some reason hate the sight.
He sighed composing himself, pinching the bridge of his nose to not lash out on you. He just couldn’t bear to see any hint of fear in your pretty and innocent eyes.
“Are you in danger?” He asked more calmly this time.
Your features softens, shaking your head.
“No, I- escaped from home, I’m not from earth, I’m like you.”
That intrigued Jungkook even more.
“Then you’re from the Olympus?” He asked, and you nodded at his words. “Do you know who am I?” He worded it with caution, and you shook your head again.
That was the reason of why you weren’t scared of him, everyone who knows him is aware of the power he holds in the underworld, it wasn’t something to take lightly.
“You don’t look like a bad person,” you muttered.
Jungkook hold his breath sharply. No being or soul told him those words in his entire lifetime.
“What?”
“I think you’re grumpy but not bad.” You said innocently, as if you’re words didn’t cut deep within Jungkook. You were the first person that treat him this lightly, and he doesn’t know how to feel about it.
Jungkook remained silent for a minute, staring at you, thinking what to do with you. You are a hidden and unknown goddess, unaware of the world, which means that you were locked up and hidden away for a reason. For all he knows you can be a piece to jeopardize the Olympus. And he also wants to know why your presence is so triggering for him.
“You will stay at my place tonight, it’s too late for you to be wandering around on your way to Olympus. I’ll get you there tomorrow safely,” he said it as a suggestion but it was an order, and you noticed, frowning and hesitating.
“But-“
“I said it’s too late and dangerous for you. Do you want to get hurt being all by yourself out there?” His eyes glowed blue again, the temperature dropping and his patience running thin. He tilted his head back, closing his eyes and breathing deep to compose himself, his emotions were getting the better of him.
“How do you do that? Turning your eyes blue, I mean.” You asked with awe, looking at him with wonder flashing your big and innocent eyes. That made him smile a little, melting his anger away. You were too cute for your own good.
“Let’s say a few people can make me do that when they get under my skin,” he teased, making you giggle.
That night he brought you to his house, a place that was sacred for him, that no one else besides him and his shadow has stepped a foot in. It’s almost alarming how you’re becoming the exception of many rules in his life. He throws that thought at the back of his mind to worry about it another time.
You were like a child watching and experiencing the world for the first time. You have this euphoric-like wonder about all the things surrounding you, convincing him even more about you being a princess out of a fairy tale. He just stared at you in silence, with his hands in his pockets and a little smile curling on his lips. Thank God no one was around to see him this whipped.
But then, his pet from the underworld chose to make an appearance in that moment, and Jungkook assume that it will scare you away. After all, it is a big black dog with three heads, who wouldn’t be afraid of that beast?
You weren’t though. You took him again by surprised when you cooed at his beast-dog, walking towards it as if it was a fucking kitten or puppy.
“Be careful, he’s a beast from the-“ His words were cut off by the supposed “dangerous” beast from the underworld barking playfully and happily at you, wagging his big tail as if it was a fucking puppy and not a beast from the hell itself.
Jungkook shook his head with disappointment, crossing his arms over his chest and looking at the scene before him with disbelief. You were petting the dogs’ heads softly, ignoring its dangerous and frightening built.
“Okay that’s enough,” he said pulling you away from his beast, making you pout and making the dog whimper. Jungkook throw a threatening gaze towards it, shutting its whimpers. “Behave like the beast you are,” he warned through gritted teeth.
“Don’t be mean he’s just a puppy, even if he’s big, he has feelings!” Jungkook arched a brow at your words. He? Since when his beast was a he? But you were walking away from him before he could ask you. You were going to his kitchen.
You were eating all of his candy and sweet treats, saying things like the nymphs from back home only cook you healthy meals. He mentally noted that blurt of new information; you were under the care of nymphs in the Olympus, isolated and ignorant about the outside world.
He took you to the guest room where you’ll spend the night, leaving you a change of clothes.
Jungkook sighed once he was in his bedroom, stretching his neck and massaging his temples. He was too tired, drained by the events from today. You were a lot for him, your mere existence felt like a threat to his routine and comfort zone. He just can’t figure out the effect you have on him, like a spell. Maybe you were a witch?
He fell asleep with those thoughts running his mind, dreaming about dark flowers and black trees growing in the underworld, with a beautiful queen dressed in a purple gown eating pomegranate seeds.
Jungkook woke up suddenly, sitting on his bed with his breath labored and his naked chest covered in cold sweat. Something woke him up, and that something was you, sleeping next to him snugly without any care in the world. He frowned at your audacity, waking you up. You blinked your sleepy eyes open, looking up at him with a frown.
“What the fuck are you doing in my bed?” He barked, sounding meaner than he intended.
For the first time you looked embarrassed, your cheeks turned red and you didn’t meet his eyes, playing with your fingers above the sheets.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be inappropriate. It’s just that I always sleep with the nymphs back home, I’m not used to sleep alone, and-and this place is so… dark and I was a little bit scared,” you said in a quiet and thin voice, avoiding eye contact.
You just had melted Jungkook’s rotten heart, making him soften his gaze, breaking his defenses.
“Okay, you can sleep here but just for tonight,” he said with a sigh, ignoring your chirp sound of happiness.
That night he didn’t sleep at all.
And that wasn’t the only night you two sleep together, you were warming the left side of his bed for one week. And it wasn’t awkward or weird at first.
Until one night. You were tossing and turning around in your sleep, and Jungkook ignored it, thinking you were just having a bad dream. Until you moaned softly, making him widen his eyes and inhale sharp. The sound was high-pitched but soft, stirring something inside of Jungkook. But he, again, chose to ignore it, trying to fall asleep.
“Jungkook,” you whimpered his name, turning around until your chest faced his back, panting near the back of his head.
And in that moment, he snaps. After all he was just a man, one with urges and needs. And it happens that you awake all of the dangerous instincts within him.
He turned around, facing you. He inhaled sharp at the sight of your plump parted lips letting out soft moans, and your pretty face covered in cold sweat. Your brows were slightly frowned, and your sounds were too sweet for him to bear.
“Y/n…” he woke you up gently, making you blink your eyes open with confusion. “You were having a good dream?” That made you blush profusely, but you didn’t avert your eyes from him, even though you were embarrassed.
“I dreamed about you,” you whispered softly, with that glint of innocence in your eyes.
He cursed under his breath, closing his eyes to not lose control of his urges.
“Sweetheart, be careful, it’s too late and you don’t know what you’re saying-“
You interrupted him by getting closer to him. An inch separating both of your bodies.
“I want to experience what I dream, with you. I’ve never done that before and I want to.”
He was taken aback by how a sweet mouth can say such sinful words and make them sound innocent.
“Do you know what you’re asking for? If… we do this, there’s no going back. You’ll be mine, all of you. I am a very possessive man y/n, you have no idea,” his voice dropped an octave and his words sounded like a warning of something you should be aware of, but you never listen.
The air around you two turned thick, and Jungkook’s heavy and piercing stare made you feel goosebumps. It was intoxicating being near him, the thrill of danger rushing your veins turned you on. You reached a hand towards his cheek, stroking with your thumb the skin under his eye softly, making him close his eyes with a blissed-out expression, he put his big hand above yours. He was like a dangerous beast being treated with gentleness for the first time.
“I don’t mind belonging to you.” And with those simple words Jungkook snapped his eyes open, looking at you like a predator ready to pounce its prey.
That was the last straw for his self-control, he warned you but you didn’t listen. Now there was no turning back.
The temperature of the room dropped, and Jungkook’s eyes glowed with a blazing blue color, taking your breath away. A dark aura wrapped the both of you, and you knew it has something to do with Jungkook’s change of mood.
He kneels above you, caging your body with his legs and hands. His piercing gaze never leaves you, pinning you like a predator that won’t lose sight of its target. His hand wander on your body, making your breath quicken and your heart pound. He took away your clothes softly, tearing apart your underwear when it got stuck in your knees, making you giggle. He took off his jogger right after leaving you naked under him.
His hungry eyes roamed your body, devouring with his eyes every part and every corner of your body, drinking in the view to save the image for later. You felt your cheeks heating up with embarrassment and desire.
He widened your legs, resting the back of your knees on his shoulders, exposing your folds shamelessly for him. You wanted to closed your legs but he didn’t let you, kissing your lips fiercely to distract you from your shyness. His mouth devoured yours, sucking and biting your lips like a starve man, making you moan into his mouth.
You inhaled sharply when you felt the tip of his cock opening your entrance, making you frown with pain. He soothed you by kissing your cheeks softly while shoving slowly his thick and large cock into you, splitting you open and watering your eyes with unshed tears. Jungkook licked the first tear that dropped from your eyes, kissing your eyelids and whispering sweet nothings into your ear.
And then he snaps, grunting and burying himself inside of you, breathing deep. His brows were frowned in pleasure and his lips slightly parted; he was staring down at you with his blue eyes darkening dangerously. He rocked your body up and down against the matter, ramming into you with force and turning your pain and discomfort into pleasure. You moaned and sobbed at his rough thrusts, being dragged by the force of his hips rolling against yours. It was a lot to take, so you wrapped your arms around his neck to hold onto something.
Jungkook’s poundings became stronger and deeper, making you let out a silent scream and coming so hard that your eyes turned white for a second, whimpering in overstimulation when Jungkook kept ramming into you. He was staring down at you with his face scrunched up in pleasure and his jaw clenched, letting out a deep and affected groan when he came, filling you up to the brim.
That night you fell asleep wrapped by his arms, unaware that the next day he will bound you forever to the underworld by giving you pomegranate seeds.
its always like be careful this song might become a memory. this cologne might become a memory. this brand of beer might become a memory. i time travel all the time
otherworldly~ Coraline! au by @sinning-on-a-sunday
Lacrimosa by @pennyellee
Our little love by @jiminiesfavouritecolourisblue
I read more yandere fics on AO3 than on Tumblr, I can make a recommendation list of vmin and taekook fics (not x Reader) from AO3 if u want to (i have read some that are so so good🤌🏻).
Will you ever publicize smut or will you always lock it behind patreon?
This tells me you haven't bothered to look through my blog bc not all of my smut content is on Patreon. Actually, not all of my content has smut, but I'll leave the links of the smut i've posted on Tumblr below;
The wolf and the lamb - J. Jungkook
Mulan - J. JK x reader
Trip to Jeju - Taehyung x reader
K. Namjoon x Reader «Frankenweenie» PART II
Isn't a threat a promise? (this is a series i'm working on, i'm writing the third chapter which has smut in it)
Persephone - J. JK x reader
And there's The chasing, series masterlist and Otherworldly, series masterlist that doesn't have smut neither here nor on Patreon. As I said, not all of my content has smut.
Also, it's so unnecesary to come into a someone's asks to demand something so rudely, it was a pretty shady ask.
English is not my first language and sometimes it's difficult for me to write, i spent more time fixing my grammar than writing, i put a lot of effort trying to write decently and creating moodboards and banners for my fics. There's a lot of smut content out there, and a lot of authors whose fics are way better than mine, so i suggest u to use your time to support those great authors instead of leaving me shady asks.
Anyway, I am so grateful for all the people who give me any kind of support, those who like, read, comment and leave me nice asks abt my fics make me so happy and motivate me to write more🫶🏻.
Synopsis: You were so bored you could die, but then a white rabbit caught your attention, you chased it until you fell into a rabbit hole. The rabbit turned into a cute man with doe eyes, saying odd things like; you came back, late to Jimin's tea party, the mad hatter that was waiting for you.
Jikook x f. Reader
5.5K words.
Genre: Alice in wonderland au | yander-ish.
Tags: Inspired by Alice in wonderland, captivity, naive reader, polyamory relationship, obsessive behavior, dark Jimin and Jungkook, they are whipped for reader, bunny hybrid Jungkook, mad hatter Jimin, delusional Jikook, fantasy, re-telling, plot twist, smut, dubious consent.
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You were sitting under a tree in the backyard of your aunt's country house, trying so, so hard to pay attention to her words, but failing when a butterfly flies near your aunt with its beautiful blue wings taking your attention away.
“Y/n, would you please pay attention to your lesson?” She sighed deeply, arching a brow and stopping reading aloud the history book.
You smiled at her sheepishly, feeling guilty for being caught not paying attention. It’s just that the book was painfully boring and long, you felt like aging while listening to tedious old stories.
“Sorry auntie, but how can you expect me to pay attention to a book with no pictures in it. The stories are so boring, at least there should be a picture!” You exclaimed feeling frustrated. It’s not like you didn’t want to pay attention to your lesson, it is just that it was hard for you to listen to something so boring.
Your aunt sighed again, shaking her head at your words as if she was dealing with a petulant child.
“Y/n, you’re a grown woman now, you can’t live in a fantasy world forever reading fairy tales. You have the privilege of having an education as a woman, don’t waste it.”
And her words cut deep enough to shut your mouth. She was right, you were now of age, in the perfect stage for marry. But your aunt was kind enough to help you to get an education first. She was ahead of her time and you admire her for that, so the last thing you want it’s to disappoint her.
“Sorry,” you muttered softly, hugging your knees towards your chest.
Guilt flashed your aunts’ eyes, but she kept reading to you the history book without another word.
You stayed quiet listening to her voice telling you stories about dumb and greedy wars, and gradually your eyes closed falling into a deep nap, resting against the tree drunk, unbothered to the world around you. You dreamed about a world that it was just yours, where everything works in the opposite way to the real one, ruled by nonsense and silly laws.
What it is, wouldn’t be there, and what it isn’t, would be there.
And then a thud noise snapped you abruptly out of your sleep. Your frowned and blinked confused at being awaken from a deep slumber, noticing that you were alone in the backyard, still resting against the tree.
And suddenly, a beautiful and fluffy white rabbit wearing a mini waistcoat, stands before you, holding a clock and looking straight at you. You couldn’t believe your eyes; you were completely shocked. Maybe… you were still dreaming…?
“I’m late! late! Late!” It speaks in distress, pointing and shaking its watch. He sounded like a male rabbit.
You gasped and widened your eyes taken aback. Animals don’t speak, that was absolutely impossible, but you have just witnessed the impossible in that moment. And when you pinched your arm to make sure you weren’t dreaming, the white rabbit fled away without giving you the opportunity to ask him questions.
You immediately ran after the rabbit, following him through the woods that were near your aunt’s house. The animal was annoyingly quick, but that didn’t stop you from trying to chase after him.
And then you watched how the fluffy animal entered a rabbit-hole, disappearing from your sight. You got curious, kneeling near the border of the hole, holding yourself by settling your hands on the edges to stare down into the deep void.
And then you slipped, falling right into it. You go down quickly, screaming when the opening of the rabbit-hole above you turned into a blue dot until it disappeared completely and became a pitch-black sky.
But then, suddenly, you were going down in a very unnatural slow way. You frowned, floating in the air and feeling light as a feather as you fell. In the dark tunnel appeared objects out of nowhere, things like books and jars filled the mud walls. You grabbed one book thrilled by curiosity, forgetting immediately your fear from seconds ago, widening your eyes impressed by al the impossible things happening around you. You gasped when a piano came from below, leaving aside the book to play the instrument, but you couldn't do much besides play a key because you kept falling down.
You dropped from the slow spell, falling abruptly onto an arm-chair full of leaves cushioning your fall. You shook the leaves out of your dress, watching your surroundings with uncertainty.
“Where on earth I am?” you muttered to yourself, staring at the odd hallway ahead of you.
For a moment you thought you died when you fell into the rabbit-hole, thinking that maybe this was a kind of limbo between life and death. But some fluffy animal pulled you out of your racing thoughts.
“Wait!” You screamed at the rabbit, but he ignored you, running away faster.
You ran after the rabbit, coming into a round hall with many doors. The animal was nowhere to be seen, you supposed that it might entered one of the many doors, so you tried to open them, but they were all locked.
“Hello? Is anyone here?” You asked in a loud tone, but the only thing that greet you was the echo of your own voice. Your chest sting with fear, you felt trapped.
But then you saw a table with a small key sitting on top of it. You picked it up with a grin, happy to be out of that strange hall. You tried the key on a few doors, but it didn’t open them, too small for their locks, but then you tried it on a mouse-size door, and it fit, opening the little door that shows a huge garden at the other side.
But how would you go through it if you’re too big to fit in? You wanted to cry from frustration, walking towards the table to throw the key on it. But now there was a bottle that says “DRINK ME” that appeared out of nowhere, you frowned watching your surroundings for anyone who put it there, but you were alone. You shrugged, drinking the liquid until the last drop, gasping with fear when you started to shrink to the size of a mouse, the table stood huge and large above you, and your dress was now too big for you to use, you tore a piece off to use it as a new dress.
Thankfully, the key dropped from the table when you knocked it while shrinking, falling to your side on the floor. You picked it up and used it to open the small door, stepping through it and being greet by a fantastical and whimsical world, everything looked so bizarre but so oddly beautiful, it was otherworldly, it was magical just as you imagined a fantasy world would look like.
The garden has tall flowers that loomed over you, speaking and talking between themselves, wearing human faces. They were gossiping about you as if you weren’t there listening to them.
“She’s so different,” said one red flower, looking down at you with contempt.
“She has grown up so well! Jimin and Jungkook will be happy to see her!” Said another one.
You frowned confused, what were they talking about?
“Excuse me, where am I? I’m looking for-“
“I don’t think she’s the real y/n, this girl must be another person,” said the red one, making you widen your eyes.
You asked them questions, but they ignored you.
Thankfully, in front of you appeared a pair of twins, they looked a little bit uncanny but human enough for you to trust them.
“Hi! I’m y/n, I’m looking for a white rabbit, have you seen it?” You asked them, and they looked to each other with a devilish grin, making your stomach churn.
“Is it really her?”
“Nope, ‘don’t think so, the real y/n wasn’t this dumb.”
“Hey,” you said crossing your arms, feeling uncomfortable by everyone here speaking about you in such way.
“Are you following a rabbit?” Asked the twin from the right, you nodded at him.
“Why?” Asked the other.
“Just because,” you replied, starting to walk away, but they followed you.
“You’re going backwards! That’s not the direction, here, forward is backward, and backward is forward, hello is goodbye, and goodbye is hello,” explained one of the twins, spinning your mind with confusion.
“Uhm, I’ll keep that in mind, thank you. I must be going. Goodbye, I mean, hello?” You said hesitating, but the twin nodded, waving a hand at you and staying behind with his brother.
“The rabbit’s name is Jungkook! He’s tall and has huge eyes!” One of the twins yelled at you from behind before you lost sight of them.
You walked for a long time, until your legs got tired. You were so confused of which direction you should take. In this world the right path took you to the left, and the left to the right. It was all so confusing.
And then you watch it, the rabbit from before now looked like a human man. And how did you know it was him? Because he was dressed just like the rabbit, and the tall man has cute doe and large eyes, walking in circles and watching his clock with worry. You ran towards him.
“Hi! I mean, goodbye! I was looking for you, you were the rabbit from the meadow of the upper world!” You greeted him with a smile, but he only frowned at you.
He was so handsome that it took your breath away for a second, but his knitted brows made you feel unease, maybe it was a mistake following a stranger down here.
“Goodbye? Who are you and what are you talking about?”
You grimaced with a blush, the twins were just teasing you, who in their right mind says goodbye when greeting someone? You felt dumb.
“I’m y/n, I followed you here from the upper world, when you were a… rabbit,” you muttered softly.
His doe eyes widened, and something intense and dark flashed on them, but it disappeared as fast as it came.
“Oh, I never thought you would come back. We’ve been, I mean, Jimin has been waiting for you. Come with me.” He didn’t even ask you before gripping your wrist to pull you away with him, almost dragging you. If you didn’t know better you would say that he holds you as if he was scare that you would run away, but why would you do that?
Also, he must be confusing you with another y/n just like the twins and the flowers did, because you never came to this place before.
Jungkook brought you to the backyard of an old and weird house, there it was a large table with a worn-out looking tea set on top of it, the tea party looks gloomy, the tablecloth seemed threadbare and the wooden chairs were almost rotten. A pretty man with a big red hat was sag in a chair at the head of the table, staring into space with a lost gaze.
Jungkook’s grip on your wrist tighten a little, making you frown.
“Jimin, she’s here, our, I mean, your y/n,” Jungkook announced between teeth, with his heavy and serious gaze fixated on Jimin.
The odd man named Jimin bolts upright immediately, standing up from the chair and walking towards you with large steps. You shrink a little into Jungkook, feeling intimidated by the intense and crazed eyes of the man approaching you. He stood inches in front of you, invading your personal space and staring intently at you with a bright smile, so different from his gloomy mood from seconds ago.
“Is… is it really you, y/n? Did you really come back to us?” He gushed with a shaky voice, looking stunned by your mere presence, as if he couldn’t believe his own eyes.
“Yes, I’m y/n, although I don’t remember coming here before,” you muttered, averting Jimin intense eyes.
He gripped your chin to make you look up at him. Adoration flashed his dark eyes.
“It’s okay my moon, we can make you remember,” he said with a devilish grin. He grabbed your other hand to pull you away from Jungkook, but the latter didn’t let you go, looking at Jimin with a stern and warning gaze instead.
“Calm down Jimin, don’t scare her away. She just arrived here,”
Jimin clenched his jaw and tightened his grip on your had, but that creepy expression goes away immediately, being replaced by a bright and teasing smile.
“Oh come on Jungkookie, don’t be a party pooper. I just want to catch her up on all the things she missed when she was away. Do you want to join my tea party?” He asked you softly, looking a little vulnerable this time, as if he was afraid of your rejection. You felt sorry for him, so you nodded and let him drag you away from Jungkook.
Jimin sat again at the head of the table, and you were about to sit on a chair next to him but he didn’t let you, gripping your wrist to pull you towards him and sit you on his lap instead. You shriek taken aback by his blatant and shameless gesture, who does he think he is to sit you on his lap? He’s just a stranger you just met!
“Hey!” You yelp, trying to stand up but Jimin’s tight grip on your waist didn’t let you.
“Jimin!” Jungkook’s strident yell made you flinch, even though his anger wasn’t directed at you. “What the fuck are you doing?” He asked this time more calmly, taking notice of your frightened state. But Jimin pay him no mind, looking at your dress with curiosity instead.
“She used to sit on my lap all the time, we’re just catching up, I have no ill intention,” he replied nonchalant, playing with the fabric of your improvised dress.
You frowned and parted your lips offended, you don’t remember doing such thing with him, and even if that was true, he should’ve asked you first.
“Excuse me? I don’t remember doing such improper thing with anyone, you’re so rude and shameless-“ you were interrupted by his giggle.
“I don’t remember you being this decorous, aren’t you so cute and silly?” he beamed at you, and you were distracted by his sweet and bright smile for a second, it made his eyes turn into crescent moons. But you shook those thoughts away.
“And I don’t remember you at all, so could you please let go of me?” You said between teeth.
Jimin’s smile fell, and irritation flashed his gaze.
“Wouldn’t you like to remember though? To know the wonders of this world? If so, then stay still,” he whispered the last words into your ear like a warn. You gulped with fear, glancing at Jungkook with dread sinking in your stomach, but the latter said nothing, crossing his arms and looking at Jimin with murderous eyes.
“If you don’t leave her alone right now Jimin, I swear to god I’ll have you choking on your cold tea,” he threatened with dark eyes fixated on him. You flinched again; you didn’t like the tension growing between them.
But Jimin looked collected, not affected at all by the threat.
“Oh really? Are you willing to lose her again? To bring back our grief and mourning?” Those words were enough to disarm Jungkook, whose eyes flashed with deep hurt, he inhaled sharp as if Jimin’s words were a weapon aimed at his hurt.
You watched with shock how Jungkook sat right next to you two, saying nothing and averting your eyes, drinking the tea he was going to use to drown Jimin a moment ago. You wanted to laugh bitterly to his face, did he really give up by just words?
Your mind was racing with thousands of questions. What did Jimin mean by all that? Why do they think that they already know you when that was not true? You’ve never been here, and never met them before. And what does Jimin mean by grief and mourning? If it was true that you knew them and you were having amnesia, then it doesn’t make sense to use the word mourn, because you never died.
Nothing makes sense, and you felt like having a headache.
“Hey hey, none of that my moon. It’s time for the tea party not to overthink,” he said softly, stroking your cheek gently with his thumb, “also, where did you get this dress? It’s so unique, I like it.” Your cheeks heated by his compliment, feeling self-conscious of your clothes.
“I made it myself with what was left of my dress,” you muttered without giving further explanations, drained by all that was happening.
Jimin hummed, playing with the fabric again, he almost looked mesmerized by your dress.
“It’s just like you, rare but pretty.”
You cleared your throat, uncomfortable by his words. You squirm a little on his lap, stopping at Jimin’s sharp intake of breath.
“Careful there, my moon,” he whispered near your neck, with his hot breath brushing your skin and making you shiver. His hands gripped tightly your waist to stop you from moving, you didn’t understand at all what you did wrong, but Jimin sounded affected so you stayed still.
You look up and notice Jealousy flashing Jungkook’s eyes, his shoulders looked tense and the grip on his tea cup seemed tight. Why does he look so angry all the time? Jimin also notices, giggling at the latter.
“Don’t be like that bunny boy, she’s also yours.”
You widened your eyes, gasping at his audacity.
“I am my own person!”
“Of course my moon, I didn’t mean to offend you,” Jimin said gently, looking at you with puppy eyes, calming you down a bit.
You crossed your arms, looking straight ahead, ignoring them like a petulant child.
Jimin started to telling you about all the things you missed out from wonderland, like how he planned to take down the reign of the evil queen of hearts just because she hurt you once, and how he learned to customize new hats. All while Jungkook refill your cup of tea, giving you sweet treats from the table. The tea didn’t taste bad, the sunlight was warm, and Jimin’s voice was surprisingly soft enough to make you feel comfortable on his lap. Jungkook’s pretty eyes never stayed away from you, studying your expressions as if he wanted to make sure you feel comfortable all the time.
It was nice, it made you forget for a moment that you needed to head back home.
“Uhm, Jimin I need to come back home, but I promise to visit you again, I want to hear more about this world,” you said gently, and you weren’t lying, you wanted to come back but you knew deep down that you shouldn’t, because this man even though is charismatic, is also mad.
A mad hatter.
Jimin’s grip on your waist tightened until it bruised, making you wheeze in pain. Jungkook’s eyes widened with genuine fear at your words.
“No.” Jungkook’s trembling voice took you by surprise, you frowned at him, and he looked embarrassed, clearing his throat and averting your gaze. “I mean, it’s too late, we’re worry that you get hurt again. And I know you don’t remember, but believe me when I say that is for your own good, wonderland it’s dangerous at night.”
His words were enough to make you shrink into Jimin’s chest, who happily kept you into his chest, resting his chin on your shoulder.
“He’s right my moon. Jungkookie can walk you tomorrow to the hall that leads to the rabbit hole. We just want you to be safe,” he whispered gently into your ear, his words were sugar coated, sweet enough to convince you.
“Fine,” you sighed, only because you genuinely don’t know your way back to the rabbit hole. And no matter how much you wanted to run away, they were the only people you can “trust” for now.
You sleep that night in Jimin’s and Jungkook’s house, their place was a cozy cottage, full of tea cups and carrots hidden under the rut. Talking animals such as hares surrounded their home, watching you with their little heads tilted, you noticed the curiosity in their eyes.
They took you to a room at the back of the house, which according to them it was already yours before you disappeared from wonderland. You started to doubt yourself, believing that maybe you were here before and you just forgot about this world. But you knew that wasn’t true, because the clothes in the closet didn’t belong to you, they just weren’t something you would wear. The stuff, the books, the things in this room; none of it belonged to you.
And you were now more than sure that you weren’t the person they thought you were. If that makes sense.
The issue was, that you didn’t stay just for a night, you stayed there with them for a week. At morning they always offered you to see a part of wonderland, distracting you from going to the rabbit hole. One day they brought you to a huge caterpillar that looks wise and that throwed smoke to your face, watching you with surprise, saying stuff like; is it really you?
You wanted to say no so bad, but you didn’t want to make Jimin and Jungkook feel bad. You got used to them, to Jimin’s silly behavior and Jungkook’s protective gaze. You started to have fun every time Jimin customize you a new dress, with his brows knitted in concentration when he was sewing your clothes.
He made you a pretty dress one afternoon, this one was blue and it reached below your knees, what caught your attention was the white apron, which according to Jimin made the dress look even prettier.
You noticed Jungkook’s gaze darkening when you wore the dress, and you felt uncomfortable under their intense stares. Why were they looking at you like that? But you forgot about that when Jimin took you to another tea party, this time with new and funny people that made you laugh a lot.
You were under a spell of wonders and fun, not worrying about coming back to your home. Until one night.
You watched a strange cat emerging from thin air at your window, making you gasp and widen your eyes in shock. Who was that cat? You opened the window, watching how the animal was floating and twirling in the air, with a mischievous Cheshire grin curling on its mouth.
“Aren’t you a surprise? I didn’t know the dead could come back,” it teased with a devil glint in its eyes.
Your stomach churned with dread and your heart pounded in your chest. You didn’t like its words.
“What?” You whispered with a trembling voice.
The cat’s grin widened.
“I can see that you’re not y/n, at least not Jungkook’s and Jimin’s. You’re her impersonator, you look like her, you’re named like her, but you’re not her,” he spoke the last words darkly, its grin looking sinister now.
You gulped your fear down, feeling like all of your doubts and fears had come true.
“What- what happened to her? How did she die?” You clenched your fists, fighting with the urge to run away.
“They killed her, not directly, but with their obsession. They scared her away, making her stumble upon the red Queen who cut off her head.”
Your heart stopped at the cat’s words, your head spined and you felt dizzy with the sudden urge to throw up. You always knew they acted weird around you, but you didn’t know the reason behind of their odd behavior, you didn’t know how deep their obsession run.
You have to get out of that house, right now.
You didn’t glance back at the cat, opening softly the door of your room, watching your surrounds with your senses heightened. When you were sure that no one was around and that the boys were sleeping, you step out of the room, with your feet bringing you silently to the front door of the cottage. Your heart was pounding and your hands trembling when you tried to turn the knob door, but it didn’t bulge.
The door was locked.
You inhaled sharp, closing your eyes to calm yourself down. You need to find the key.
“Going somewhere?” Jungkook’s deep voice make you shriek in horror; you turned around with a hand over your chest.
“You scared me,” you said instead, trying so hard to not avert your scared eyes.
Act normal.
Jungkook arched a brow, humming and walking towards you with slow steps, watching you intently.
“Where were you going at this hour? We already told that it’s dangerous out there at night.”
“I just wanted some fresh air, I wasn’t going far from here,” you simply said, trying to act nonchalant, hiding your trembling hand behind your back. Jungkook noticed.
“Fresh air?” He asked lowly, clenching his jaw and standing inches away from your body, looking down at you with anger flashing his doe eyes. “You wanted to escape, don’t lie to me.” His voice trembled with rage, and his eyes looked crazed, scaring you.
“I- no, that’s not true! I was hoping for you to take me to the hall the day after tomorrow anyway, I don’t miss home, I am always bored back there,” you muttered, trying to calm your pounding heart.
Jungkook gripped your shoulders, something dark and terrifying flashed his eyes. His breath was getting labored, and you could hear his own heart pounding wildly in his chest.
“I promise not to be like Jimin, I told myself that I will mourn you- her - ‘till the day I die. I prayed to God to bring y/n back from the dead. But then, you didn’t come back as the same person, you… you wear her face, her voice and you share the same name, but you’re not her, aren’t you?” His voice broke at the last words, staring at you with despair and grief. His bottom lip wobbled and his doe eyes swelled with tears.
You felt bad for him, so, so bad.
“I’m so sorry for your lost Jungkookie, I- I really am, but I’m not her honey. You should honor her memory by letting me go, by letting her rest,” you whispered softly, putting your hands over his and stroking them gently, looking up into his eyes with empathy. You grew fond of him over the past days, so you felt really sorry for him.
Tears streamed from his eyes at your words, and you wiped them away with your thumb, making Jungkook close his eyes and rest his cheek on your palm, opening them to watch you with deep emotion.
“You’re right, I should take you to the hall before Jimin notice, because he will lose his mind, more than he has,” he said letting go of you, opening the door and waiting for you to get out.
You smiled at him grateful, feeling relieved that at least Jungkook was being rational about this situation. The real danger was Jimin, not him.
It was silent when you two were walking, and Jungkook filled the quiet with his voice.
“I really miss her.”
You curled down your lips, feeling bad for him again.
“Can I, can I ask you how long has it been since she… passed away? If you don’t want to that’s okay,” you said carefully.
He didn’t say anything for a couple of minutes, and you thought that he wouldn’t answer you, but he did.
“20 years.”
You stopped walking, widening your eyes.
“What?”
“Time in wonderland works different from the upper world,” he simply said, not stopping his walk. You followed him behind.
The time passed and you still didn’t see the door that leads to the hall, the one that was close to the speaking flowers.
“Are we close?” You asked, hugging yourself at the cold.
Jungkook only hummed at your words, staring into space with a lost gaze.
“Did you know that the other y/n was in wonderland just for two days?” He said out of the blue, you shook your head but he didn’t look at you. “But it was enough to fall for her. I thought I’d forget her face and voice, until you came, all pretty and bubbly. You remind me of her, but you’re different, and you stayed longer too. You’re sweet and innocent, keeping us company and never leaving our side even though we didn’t give you space, I love that about you.” His eyes were blank and empty, and his voice was thick with emotion, making you frown with unease.
“What are you talking about? And how long it’ll take us to get to the hall? I don’t remember it being this far,” you said walking slower, studying Jungkook like a hawk.
He just shrugged.
“What I’m saying is that we fell for you too, you think that this is just our grief talking for us, but is not. You were here longer than her, you were- are - tender and sweeter than her. Jimin is already obsessed with you. We never had company that stayed with us so long, except you.”
He turned around sharply, making you stumble into his wide chest. His gaze was dark and fixated on you like a predator, making you shiver with primal fear.
“Jungkook, you don’t know what you’re saying, I’m not her!”
“I know! That’s why we want you, we won’t let you go after what happened to her, we want you as much and more than we ever wanted her!” He yelled with his crazed eyes and his vein popping on his neck.
He was losing his mind.
“You’re crazy,” you whispered with a trembling voice.
He smirked.
“So are you, we all crazy here,” he sneers, holding and trapping your body against his chest before you could run away.
You squirm in his grasp, screaming, biting his shoulder, crying for help and kicking your legs, but it was pointless. His iron grip on your body didn’t ease at all, standing tall and strong as a rock holding you against his chest with his buff arms, constricting you like a piton snake. You cried so much you ended up hoarse, at some point you felt Jungkook’s hand stroking softly your hair but you ignored him, distracted by the sound of steps behind you.
Your stomach turned with fear and dread by the voice of Jimin.
“Good job Jungkookie, I knew you wouldn’t do the same mistake with this y/n. Let’s bring her back to our home, shall we?” Jimin’s voice sounded too calm and relaxed for your liking, turning your blood ice with primal fear. The flight and fight instincts pounding through your veins.
Jimin was the calm before the storm.
They dragged you to the cottage, forcing you into a chair and tying your wrists and ankles with a thick rope. You look up at them with hatred, feeling hurt and betrayed by Jungkook. The latter averted your eyes, standing behind Jimin.
Jimin dragged another chair across the floor to straddle it, facing you and resting his arms on the backrest without taking his piercing gaze away from you, pinning you under his stare like a predator ready to pounce. You squirm feeling intimidated by his dark eyes boring into you.
“I think we should punish her by keeping her tied up for many, many days. All pretty and bound for us to play as we please, what do you think Jungkookie? Should we?” He asked Jungkook while looking straight into your eyes.
“You can do whatever you want but don’t hurt her,” muttered the traitor.
Jimin smiled like the Cheshire cat.
“Then let’s teach our girl some manners, running away like that from your host is so rude. You’ll learn how to treat us right, how to love us as we love you.” Jimin’s voice was thick with dark emotion, leaning forward to look at you with crazed and angry eyes. His knuckles turned white by how hard he was gripping the backrest of the chair. “Untie her and bring her to our room Jungkookie.” Were his words before Jungkook did as he said, lifting you to carry you to their room as if you weight nothing.
In your way to Jimin and Jungkook room, you watched the Cheshire cat floating outside the window, smirking at you and mouthing the words; I told you.
You were so fucked up, trapped in this world with two delusional men.
But there will be always another day and another chance to escape, you just hope you don’t end up like the other y/n, but maybe that fate is better than to end trapped under their house, for the eternity.
love love love your taekookxreader drabble. like im obsessed for real ! was so good and i loved their chemistry if only you could turn this into a serie or whatever. maybe the childhood of taekook where they started sharing everything. how they met the mc. how they started sharing her and all.
i mean with what i read i think at least jk is in love with her??? but like i wanna know how it would end. who gonna get her for real and if she see one or both of them romantically or just as sx buddies
uuggh im really obsessed with it and can’t get it out of my head. literally love it !!!!!
Hiii, thank u soo much🫶🏻!!! No but i like that idea of knowing taekook past and how they became obsessed with reader. I can't say Jungkook "loves" her, bc it's more of an infatuation, same with Tae. But she definetely sees them just as sx buddies lol. It's a poly dynamic so the endgame it's the three of them, she doesn't end with just one (bc who in their right mind would only choose one of them, i like to be realistic lmao).
I'll think abt writing a background of them, i'll add it to my long list of WIPs and try to not procastinate abt it lol. Thanks for reading💗!!!
