#bts superpowers

[fruitmins]

Seven Deadly Sins / BTS OT7

➭genre: oneshot, superpower au, supernatural au, angst, fluff, romance, hurt/comfort, slow burn-ish

➭summary: hiding from the law isn’t easy nor comfortable and even after doing it for months it doesn’t get easier. it’s exhausting and draining, especially when you sleep next to a living oven with a temper… but he tries to cool it down just for you. and despite feeling drained, his fire still burns.

➭warnings: mentions of suicide(GULP), a few cuss words, not properly edited, he is kinda a butthole but stay with me now, that’s about it..

➭notes: new mini series maybe? maybe?? just oneshots/requests about the members with their own powers with some lore sprinkled in. do we see the vision? yoongs gives off a little self sabotage vibes which is honestly so me..

You glance up at the small dirty clock on the top of the wall for what felt like the tenth time within the past half an hour. You read it and let out a sigh, your leg bouncing anxiously as you glanced at the door.

Yoongi got off at eight and could usually make it back in twenty or so minutes. But it was eight thirty and there was still no sign of him.

It’s dark and there’s light rain hitting the windows of the motel, a perfect night for patrollers or some pedestrian to catch sight of him or his *abilities* and report him.

The thought causes a shiver down go down your spine. With no phone to communicate with him by, if something happened to him it’d be hours before you’d even realize or have the courage to go out looking for him.

You looked down at your plate, half empty and cold before sighing and leaning back against the couch. You closed your eyes, trying not to focus on the time in order to not have a panic attack or a full on breakdown. It was weird how dependent you became to Yoongi, in every sense of the word.

He stood up for you when you couldn’t do it yourself, he helped you survive when you were almost dead. He took you under his wing and took care of you, showing you tricks on how to get through the cruel world. And then after a while, he cared and protected you. Showed you love and other things you hadn’t felt in a long time.

You remembered the first time he smiled at you when you went to hop trains or showed off how the could twirl a stick that had fire at the ends without dropping it (even though at first he was hesitant to use fire at all around you). You smile at the memories, relaxing slightly only to be jolted back to life when the door to your motel room flings open.

Startled, your eyes shoot open and to the door, trembling at the loud sudden sound of the door swinging open and hitting the wall when it collided. You stood up for the couch, ready to fight or flee when your eyes meet the one who dramatically entered.

“Yoongi.. you almost broke the door. And you’re super late.” I said through my breath of relief, muscles relaxing when I see his familiar figure and face before he closes the door.

“Not now, Y/N. I’m not in the mood.” He mumbled, his hands working to take off his soaked black hoodie as he tosses it lazily onto the couch.

You were silenced, watching as he walked to the bedroom. An upgrade from the last motel since there were no real rooms and it was all one tight space. You leaned next to the doorframe, watching as he took off his shoes and white t-shirt, revealing his huff chest underneath.

“Rough day in the kitchen?” You asked as you watched him gather his things for a quick shower, like always.

“Yup. And the rain didn’t help.” He mumbled, tilting his head slightly as he thought about it. “Oh right.. you okay?” You asked, slightly concerned.

“Fine, just makes my skin all hot and my body heavy. Hard to control my fuckin ‘ability’ too.” He rambled half heartedly as he rumbled through his things. Most days it was like he never stopped moving. He was anxious, irritated but you knew it was just because he was worried.

He was never used to staying in one place so being in the motel for so long was making him antsy. His mind was always on go, like it had always been.

“Did you need something?” Yoongi’s slightly annoyed voice came through to you, blinking at him as you noticed his slightly confused and irritated glance.

“I.. There’s food in the microwave.” You muttered as he got his towel and walked past you. “Do not need to be around anymore food, Y/N.” He mumbled as he passed me and into the bathroom, silent as the door closed.

You sighed, leaning your head against a nearby wall as you listened to the shower run, feeling exhausted yourself. As ironic as it sounded, he could be cold sometimes.

You made your way into the bedroom, lying down and covering yourself in the sheets as you tried to keep the bad thoughts out of your mind. Thoughts about not running anymore and accepting the fate you were bound to have. Alone or in some lab for studying. Thoughts of having to live your whole life in some motel, rotting away as fear swallowed you hole.

No matter what Yoongi believed, a part of you hoped and wished that there was something more. That something would change for the gifted people. Or that things would go back to a more carefree time where you jumped trains with Yoongi or slept at his parent’s house and played with his dog.

With a burst of determination and sadness, you hopped out of bed. With one swift movement your shoes were on and you were going to the couch and getting his hoodie. You stopped, listening as the water still ran in the shower before making your escape out the door.

It had been a while since you were outside. The rain wasn’t so bad, you liked the feel of the water in your hair and on your face. You walked past the other rooms of the motel and onto the sidewalk.

It was dark, not much traffic and not others walking. You hummed to yourself, a peaceful song you heard while watching an anime once. Not allowing your mine to eat you alive with memories about your childhood like it had gone with Yoongi.

You simply, walked.

You walked and walked until your legs finally got tired, and you could hear crickets in the grass and fighting in the alleyways. You hadn’t noticed the rain stopped, making you glance up at the sky. You looked up at the stars, making a small wish, no matter if the star wasn’t moving. Just like you in the motel, the star stood in place. Shining brightly throughout the dark night sky. It gave you hope.

You looked at the clock as you entered the motel, a little bit past ten o’clock. You glanced at the couch, Yoongi not being there like you had been waiting for him earlier. You didn’t know what changed. What happened for the relationship to be like this.. Dry and cold like it had been outside. But.. the star still shined.

You quietly took off your shoes by the door and hung up the jacket before slowly and quietly making your way to the bedroom. A dim lamp was on but Yoongi was fast asleep, small breaths being heard as you saw him cozied up in the bed. You couldn’t help but smile softly. You never stayed awake to see him sleep, and for the first time in a while, he didn’t seem as tense or stressed. Like he was free in his sleep.

You climbed into the bed next to him, he was on his side, his back turned to you and you decided the let him have his peace and faced away from him also. The walk made you realize you needed your peace to. Away from him and everything else. It helped you fall into your own peaceful sleep.

🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️

You woke up to the feeling of being warm. Very, warm. Arms were around your waist and a you could feel a body pressed up against yours. As you accepted that fact, a small smile wiggles onto your face. You could feel his hair against yours as his breath hit your neck. As much as you loved the cuddles, you took a minute before wiggling out of his grasp and out of the bed. His arms loosening around you as you managed to make it out of the bed without waking him up.

He stirred slightly when you winced, clenching your side as it started to sting. You knew why, and took a breath as you shakily went to the bathroom.

You opened the cabinet and ruffled through all the other products before your eyes landed on something and you tightly grasped it with one hand. Burn cream.

You lifted up your shirt slightly and looked at your side. The shirt itself was fire resistant to an extent, but the heat from the oven in your bed had managed to make the shirt hot enough that it still burned your skin and the wetness from the rain made it worse.

You sighed, taking off your shirt with another wince as you opened the cream and started to dab it on the bruised skin. It wasn’t the first time this had happened, sometimes it would be in the same spots. It was just something that happened since you started sleeping with him, which was ages ago.

“Did I do that?”

A raspy deep voice called out, startling you slightly just as you were digging out the last of the cream in the bottle you almost dropped.

You looked outside the bathroom door (which you stupidly forgotten to close) and see Yoongi standing outside, hair ruffled from sleep and his eyes squinted as he pointed to your bruise.

“I.. It happens sometimes.” You muttered, not wanting him to feel bad. That’s why you had never told him. He was always taking care of you and when he slept, he could finally relax. You didn’t want him to be worried about you even while he slept.

“Really? Cause that bottle is damned near empty.” He pointed out, looking disappointed that you had even tried to lie. He took a step closer, looking down at the burn again before up at you. His face fell slightly as the two of you met eyes. “I do this to you?” His voice cracked slightly.

“You do everything for me.” You replied, putting down the bottle down and wrapping your arms around his neck as you got closer to him. “This is nothing-“

“This is bruises. I saw the bottle, I’ve been hurting you. For a long time..” he said, slightly shaking his head, his tone slightly despair as he thought about it.

“Yoongs, I love your fire, it makes you who you are. I love you and everything you do for me.” You said sternly but softly, trying to let him know just how serious you were about him. “I’m not giving up on you or anything.” You said with a breath.

“Baby..” he said, slightly stunned but still concerned. “You once told me that love is fire. That it’ll either go through you and warm your heart or burn your house down.” You said and his eyes widened slightly with shock, swallowing as he tired to hold down his emotions.

“I know, you’ve burnt bridges.. and burned down houses.” You thought back to the story Yoongi told you, way before you met. How he had tired to use his fire to set his house on fire. How he had given up.

“But as cringy as this sounds, your fire warms my heart.” I concluded, his shoulder slumping as he leaned his head against mine, his breathing heavy. “I’m not giving up on you, Yoongs.” You replied, remembering him that things were different now. “or anything.”

The star. The star had given you hope. And when you felt Yoongi’s lips against yours in a soft kiss. You smiled, knowing you had given him hope to. Despite all the constant swings from cold and fire. You weren’t burned alive. Yoongi was still saving you, and you were still having him.

[jkvjimin]

[7/?] random gifs of maknae line cr. qdeoks

[sweetvoidstuff]

A Normal Life is Just a Dream- Gravity and Gold

Jungkook x Reader

Summary: (Y/N) wants a normal university life, hiding her gravity powers, while Jungkook strives to be a perfect hero. When villains attack their campus, she is forced to make a choice—stay hidden or fight. Their encounter changes everything.

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Wordcount: ~550

A/N: Thank you for reading! If you enjoyed it, please let me know—I’d love to hear your thoughts. I plan to publish one chapter per week, so stay tuned for more!

Chapter 1: A Normal Life is Just a Dream

The campus was bustling with life, a sea of students moving from one class to another, laughing, chatting, and stressing over assignments. You gripped the straps of your backpack tightly, keeping your head down as you weaved through the crowd going to the library. You had spent years mastering the art of invisibility—not literal invisibility, but blending in, keeping your powers a secret, and living like an ordinary student.

Because in this world, people with supernatural abilities were feared. Watched. Controlled.

And you wanted none of that.

Gravity bent to your will, the air itself lighter when you focused, objects drawn to your fingertips like celestial bodies obeying a hidden force - a force of nature, something untouchable and unseen. Yet, for you, it was something to be controlled, manipulated—something dangerous. But you refused to use it. You didn’t want dangerous. You wanted normal.

Which was why you sat at the farthest table in the university’s library, surrounded by the mundane sounds of shuffling papers and the quiet hum of whispered conversations. A physics textbook lay open before you, but your mind drifted, fingers absently spinning your pen in weightless defiance of the laws of motion. A small, personal rebellion. As long as no one noticed, it didn’t count as using your powers, right?

Across campus, however, someone had a very different philosophy about their abilities.

Jungkook lived for control.

Golden lightning crackled along his fingertips as he stood in the middle of an empty training hall, exhaling through clenched teeth. The air around him shimmered with electricity, the overhead lights flickering in response to the charge building within him. He stretched out his hand, watching the arcs of energy snap and curl around his palm. It still wasn’t perfect. He needed more precision, more mastery.

Heroes weren’t born—they were made. He was determined to become the best.

“Jungkook, you’re going to short-circuit the building again.”

The voice belonged to Namjoon, who leaned against the doorway with arms crossed, watching him with the exasperated patience of an older brother. Behind him, the rest of their team—Jin, Jimin, Yoongi, Taehyung, and Hoseok—lingered, varying degrees of amusement and concern on their faces.

Jungkook smirked. “Not this time.”

A single bolt shot from his hand, striking the metal dummy in the center of the room. It hit with a resounding crack, but instead of scattering wildly like before, it coiled around the target and dissipated into controlled sparks. Satisfaction curled in his chest.

Hoseok let out a low whistle. “Show-off.”

Jimin elbowed him. “He has to be. How else is he gonna be the ‘Golden Hero’?”

Jungkook rolled his eyes. “It’s not about showing off. It’s about being ready.”

“Ready for what?” Yoongi drawled, looking unimpressed. “The exams are still months away.”

Jungkook didn’t answer. They all knew why he pushed himself harder than the rest. Villains didn’t wait for exams. They didn’t follow rules. The stronger he became, the better he could protect those who couldn’t protect themselves.

“Come on, we’re grabbing food,” Jin said, slinging an arm over Jungkook’s shoulder. “You can be broody and heroic after you eat.”

Jungkook huffed but allowed himself to be dragged along. He could always train more later.

[frwalkwithme]

Chloe Price || Sean Diaz

[kaesficrecarchive]

do you may know taekook fics which include spidey jungkook and happy ending????????????

Hi!! Here are a few i found:

Your Friendly College Mate Jeon Jungkook by singularitriz (1/1 | 7,524 | M)

In a universe where Spiderman is a South Korean young man living in Seoul, Taehyung starts to think that there's a reason why his best friend comes to his dorm room very late every night.

You Deserve Better by orphan_account (1/1 | 9,601 | NR)

Jeon Jungkook never really had problems with being friendly neighborhood spider-man. That was, until he was paired with Kim Taehyung, his long time crush, for a school project. That and the growing concern of his brother makes things a lot worse. Can he balance being normal and a superhero while still making everyone happy? Sometimes, life isn't on your side.

My Spidey Senses are Tingling by ygmandu (1/1 | 16,172 | M)

Jeon Jungkook is your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man and Kim Taehyung is just the journalist who hates him... Right?

Webbed by foryourconsideration (1/1 | 25,578 | M)

in the city of seonew, jungkook has been hiding a huge secret. he's the vigilant superhero, spiderman. his friends, taehyung & jimin, don't have a clue. He really wants to tell them because 1) he's got a massive crush on taehyung and 2) jimin's father is trying to make the reveal of spiderman a massive cover story.

I Can Be Your Hero, Baby by laykive (littleheichou) (2/2 | 28,693 | M)

Jungkook makes a promise to Taehyung when they’re still in elementary school, but, for the record, when he'd made that promise he hadn't expected Taehyung to be putting himself in danger.

Life, Death & Yours Truly by callicoversy (32/32 | 209,209 | E)

"Do you want to kiss me, Webs? See if it’s all real?” “I…” Jeongguk whispers, voice trembling. He does. His entire body is aching for it but he doesn't move. Not an inch. or; An (un)requited love story of epic proportions (and maximum efforts) where Kim Taehyung, aka the merc with a mouth, resolves to surrender his affections, dispatching a drone with a farewell note to the love of his life, Spider-Man, real name Jeon Jeongguk, who doesn't seem to share the sentiment. Yet Destiny has other plans for them, deciding to rain chaos over Seoul on a Tuesday evening and alter the course of history forever.

(check tags!)

This one technically has an unhappy ending, but it is part of series that will include a happy ending (that hasn't been written yet):

chasin' the high (but it was always you) by cherrykookie (1/1 | 13,934 | M)

The nearly indestructible friendly neighborhood Spiderman has only one weakness. And his name is Kim Taehyung.

Part 1 of spiderkoo chronicles

[raethye]

Save My Love (Or Kill This Heart) by raethye

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Seokjin x Taehyung

Length: 61.8K, complete

Characters: Kim Seokjin | Jin, Kim Taehyung | V, Kim Namjoon | RM, Park Jimin (BTS), Jeon Jungkook, Jung Hoseok | J-Hope, Min Yoongi | Suga, Original Character(s)

Alternate Universe - Superheroes/Superpowers, Superheroes, Superpowers, Supervillains, Revenge, Memory Alteration, Secret Identity, Angst, Smut, Explicit Sexual Content, Light Bondage, Superpower Sex, Second Chances, Romance, Top Kim Seokjin | Jin, Bottom Kim Taehyung | V, Trauma, Blood and Violence, Major Character Injury, Justice, Sad Kim Taehyung | V, Aged-Up Character(s)

The new guy in apartment 1613 is loud. Not in the usual sense of blaring music or stomping feet or overenthusiastic workouts combining both, but nevertheless loud. A surge of secondhand loneliness slams into Seokjin. He's got half a bottle of whiskey to offer some ‘welcome to the neighborhood’ shots with, but no way to explain his pre-dawn presence.

How does one show up unannounced and tell a complete stranger that they seem sad?

The superheroes of Seoul are dealing with a high-profile thief. Seokjin is dealing with Taehyung, his mysterious new neighbor, who may or may not be stealing his heart.

FULL WORK (complete)

Chapter 01

Chapter 02

Chapter 03

Chapter 04

Chapter 05

Chapter 06

Chapter 07

Chapter 08

Chapter 09

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

[coramwrites]

Petals and Ink

by SugarAndMint

Pairings: Min Yoongi | Suga/Park Jimin, Jeon Jungkook/Kim Taehyung | V

Words: 133,223

Chapters: 18/18

Status: Complete

Jimin likes his new street, his new apartment and his new flower shop. Business is picking up, his days are filled with sunshine and delicious muffins, and it seems as though, overall, he has nothing to worry about.

Except that, well. His new neighbors seem to be a little strange.

Which is okay, since Jimin is a little strange, too.

(A flower shop/tattoo AU, with a twist.)

[btschooseafic]

AO3 Recs

Bulletproof by Fabro-de-omres (Fabro) [completed]

ot7, platonic or romantic, touch starved, super hero au, namjoon centric/namjoon pov

namjoon is invulnerable, which also means he can’t feel his teammates touching him. /lovely soft writing and namjoon, interesting super powers and world building.

[luumiinaa]

unresolved tension snaps 🤺

cherry blossoms | pjm. (m)

banner by the uber talented jen @itaeewon​ !!

➵ summary: despising the lack of offensive capability to your lackluster powers, your father, the school’s chancellor, signs you up for lessons with the magic university’s top-rated guard, park jimin. known to be an intense, reserved man with ruthless skills in battle, you come to learn he not only goes hard in a fight, but goes hard in another ruthless form of art—fucking.

➵ pairing: mentor!jimin x chancellor’s daughter!reader

➵ genre: magic!au, university!au, student/mentor!au, bit of mutual pining, sexual angst, absolute porn but with some plot :]

➵ rating: 18+

➵ word count: 12k

➵ warnings: swearing, loads of bickering, delicIOUS angst, sexual tension, pining hehe, explicit sexual content, dom!jimin, making out, sir kink!!, praising ♥, slight body worship, biting, marking, sooo much breast play/fondling, scratching, dirty talk, finger-fucking, cum-tasting, oral (f. recieving), unprotected public sex (nobody sees themm and pls be smarter), sex in the rain, rough sex, multiple orgasms <3

➵ a/n: so sorry for the delay on this loves!! i’m in the middle of finals and working as well so things are hectic, but i hope you enjoy this little jimin fic i’ve had in mind for so long!! please excuse mistakes as I did not have a beta. as always, your feedback in appreciated <3

“Dad, you have to let me out of these lessons!”

“Y/N, you know I’m not going to do that.”

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[fruitmins]

just finished Unravel Me by tahereh mafi and I am ITCHINGGGGGGGGG to write a BTS supernatural fanfic where they all have powers

[yumiyue07]

The Dreaded 8

Part 1

In an instant, chaos erupted as the gang descended upon the villagers with ruthless efficiency. Men were disarmed and wrestled to the ground, their cries swallowed by the guttural growls of the Black Hole Gang. They were corralled into a cage, their freedom snatched away in a heartbeat. Women and children were dragged from their homes and locked up separately, their cries drowned out by the clamor of the invaders.         Eight-year-old I-seul pressed her ear against the rough wooden wall, her heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird. Outside, the villager’s screams and the intruders' laughter could be heard. She squeezed her younger brother, In-soo, tighter, his small frame trembling against hers.

"Don't make a sound, In-soo," she whispered fiercely, her voice thick with fear.

In-soo, barely five, stared up at her with wide, tear-filled eyes, a silent understanding passing between them. Their small house offered little refuge, the sparse cupboard barely more than a dusty crawl space.

I-seul squeezed her eyes shut, a choked sob escaped her throat, hot tears tracing paths down her grime-streaked cheeks.

Suddenly, the creak of the front door shattered the fragile silence. One figure, his silhouette hulking and menacing, filled the doorway. Sunlight struggled to penetrate the darkness he cast, swallowed whole by his imposing form.

I-seul 's breath hitched in her throat. This wasn't a shadow from stories – this was a real, tangible threat. Panic flooded her, cold and sharp. Tears blurred her vision as a calloused hand clamped onto her shoulder and yanked her roughly from the cupboard's meager shelter.

With a strangled whimper, I-seul clung to In-soo's hand, her small frame dwarfed by the burly figure who shoved her towards a growing throng of others. Helplessness washed over her, the fear a bitter taste on her tongue. None of them could hide from them.

As the villagers were herded away, Scorpio's patience wore thin, his tolerance for their pleas for mercy nothing more than a nuisance. With a dismissive wave, he ordered his followers to ransack the houses, their greed driving them to pillage whatever treasures they could find.         Returning to the village square with their ill-gotten gains, Scorpio surveyed the spoils with a satisfied smirk. "Well done," he praised with a sinister smile. "You've done admirably. And look, you've even managed to scrounge up some food. Let us celebrate tonight. Prepare everything!"

As night descended and the flames of the campfire cast flickering shadows over the ravaged village, the gang reveled in their conquest, their laughter echoing through the night like a sinister chorus. Scorpio, seated at the center of the debauchery, turned his gaze towards the huddled mass of children. They stood trembling, their faces etched with terror, a stark contrast to the joyous revelry.

"Dance," Scorpio commanded, his voice a chilling whisper. "Or your parents will suffer the consequences."

But despite the threat, not a single child dared to move, their defiance a silent display to the indomitable spirit that still flickered within them, even in the face of unimaginable terror.

"You will pay for what you have done to our village! They will come and help us!" Kang-Dae 's voice, ragged with emotion, cut through the tension. His defiance, an echo of his fallen father's courage, rang clear against Scorpio's laughter.

The gang leader's amusement vanished, replaced by a dangerous glare. "What did you say?" Scorpio's voice rumbled, intimidating, as he closed the distance in a single menacing stride, towering over the boy.

But Kang-Dae didn't flinch, meeting Scorpio's gaze with unwavering determination. "You heard me," he declared, his voice trembling slightly but holding firm. "Help will come."

A scoff escaped Scorpio's lips, contempt etched across his features. "No one's coming to help you pathetic lot. This village belongs to me now, and you'll do as I say. Someone will have to be punished for your cheeky mouth."       With a dismissive gesture, he signaled his men forward. "Bring me his mother...and a torch."

The boy's whispered plea fell on deaf ears as the gang dragged his mother forward, torch in hand. Panic gripped the onlookers as the grim reality of Scorpio's tyranny unfolded before them. "No! Let her go. Eomma!" his voice cracking with desperation. Tears welled up in his eyes, blurring his vision.

"You should have thought of that earlier," Scorpio sneered, his voice dripping with sadistic amusement. "Now, you'll all learn what happens when you defy me."

Screams tore through the air as the children and some of the women who had to serve the assailants watched in horror. Kang-Dae, fueled by desperation, charged at Scorpio, but his efforts were futile against the gang leader's strength. Scorpio grabbed him and pulled him towards his mother. With a cruel grin, Scorpio brandished the torch, ready to mete out his punishment. "Watch closely," he sneered, his voice dripping with malice.

But before he could carry out his threat, a sudden icy gust of wind ripped through the village square, extinguishing the flames in an instant. A deafening crack of thunder boomed overhead, its echo shaking the ground and momentarily silencing the chaos below. Only the small lanterns on the houses remained intact, casting flickering pools of light. In the sudden darkness, amidst the rustling of leaves and panicked gasps, the children and women seized the opportunity. With a flurry of small figures slipping through the shadows, they made their escape unnoticed in the confusion.

"Who dares to disturb me?" Scorpio's voice hissed with venom as his gang gathered around him, their eyes fixed on the commotion at the village entrance. The silence stretched, punctuated only by the crackling embers of the extinguished torch. "Look, there at the village entrance!" one of the women shouted, drawing everyone's attention. All eyes turned towards the dark archway that marked the village entrance.

Eight imposing silhouettes emerged from the gloom, their forms solidified against the first rays of moonlight that pierced through the storm clouds. A palpable aura of power radiated from them, a silent promise of retribution.        Scorpio's face contorted in a snarl, surprise giving way to simmering rage. His grip tightened on the boy, who flinched but stood his ground, fueled by a spark of hope.  "I knew they would come!" Kang-Dae exclaimed defiantly, his voice ringing out in the tense silence. The figures stepped into the circle of light cast by the village lanterns, their faces obscured by shadows. A glint of silver flashed in the hand of the figure at the front, the polished surface of a katana blade catching the moonlight. Murmurs rippled through the crowd. "The Dreaded 8!" the children chorused, their voices tinged with both fear and awe.

The Dreaded 8, also known as the Thunderous 8, were no ordinary outlaws; they were renegades who fought for the greater good, beholden to no one and driven by their own moral compass. Each possessed extraordinary abilities that made them formidable adversaries.

Emerging from the gloom of the village entrance, the Dreaded 8 stood silhouetted against the first rays of moonlight. Unlike the Black Hole Gang's dark attire, they were clad in crimson camouflage suits, their faces unobscured. The villagers, hearts hammering in their chests, watched with a mixture of trepidation and hope. The Dreaded 8 were a force to be reckoned with, their legend whispered in hushed tones across settlements. Could they truly be their saviors?

To be continued...

Author’s note:

Stays! ⚡

Part 2 is out!

Ooohh it's getting exciting now! Our heroes are coming... 💥🥷🏼🏹🛡️(￣▽￣) I still need to get used to write action scenes. Sometimes it's really hard to be mean. 😅

I can’t wait to hear your thoughts! 💬❤️

Love, YumiYue 💖 |ω･)ﾉ

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[risingsea101]

Kpop groups and their stories and lore man, I’m just tryna shake some ass wymmmm vampires?

[luumiinaa]

me rereading this fic: still in love with the world-building and the character dynamics 😆

A long journey home| 01

Characters: Taehyung x Reader

Word count: 9.1K

Synopsis:  All you wanted was to confront your flaky coworker, Taehyung, not get dragged across a magical fantasy realm trying to deliver a baby dragon safely back to its home kingdom.

Fantasy!au

Notes: I’m not really sure what this is, if I’m being honest. Just a fic so big I split it into two. I basically just wrote whatever I thought was fun and so there’s not a huge amount of plot or anything, really. Just me having fun. Hopefully its fun for you too, at least.

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[rohvee]

i know nothing about death stranding, what is DOOMS?? I'd assume based on your jinx piece that it was one of those "diseases that gives you superpowers in dystopia", but I'm not sure?? Also, how does it resurrect people, I'm very confused

Here’s all the notes about Death Stranding lore I’ve written out to explain to others so far, hope it helps but feel free to ask for more clarification, I’m happy to go into more detail! Death Stranding also has a really comprehensive wiki ☺️

Overview: the veil between the land of the dead (also known as the Beach) and the land of the living was disrupted by matter/antimatter eruptions known as Voidouts in an event known as the Death Stranding. Now creatures and materials from the Beach are leaking into the land of the living.

DOOMS: a condition where the sufferer has a connection to the land of the dead; grants special abilities but comes with a lot of drawbacks.

Repatriate: Someone who can come back from the dead. Essentially, the land of the dead rejects their souls and sends them back to their bodies. (Very rare, even among DOOMS sufferers)

Tar: a substance that seeps from the land of the dead to the land of the living.

Chiralium: a crystalline material that comes from the land of the dead. Is not affected by the flow of time.

Timefall: rain that accelerates time for anything it touches. If it touches your skin, your skin ages rapidly.

BTs: “Beached Things”, ghosts, essentially. If they come into contact with a living human, it causes a Voidout.

Stencils: handprints from BTs that appear on the body when someone repatriates.

Hematic weapons: anti-BT weapons utilizing the blood of repatriates.

BBs (Bridge Babies): unborn perpetual seven-month-old fetuses with a strong connection to the Beach. Forming a connection with a BB can grant someone the ability to sense BTs.

Cryptobiotes: little waterbear-like creatures from the Beach. When eaten, they restore lost blood.

MULES: cargo thieves.

Porters: people who make vital deliveries between cities, a dangerous job due to Timefall, BTs, MULES and terrorist groups.

Chiral Network: utilizes the timeless nature of chiral crystals and the Beach to transmit mass amounts of data instantaneously.

Chiral Printing: using the chiral network and chiralium to instantaneously fabricate structures/objects. Requires material to be on hand.

Odradek: a device worn on the back that helps detect BTs.

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okay, im the one who sent the guideverse ask and im also partial to guide andrew who refuses to guide and esper neil who refuses guiding

the guideverse ive read is usually manga/manhwa which is apparently different from sentinels ive learned but theyre pretty much the same, except espers have like specific superpowers and guides guide through physical contact (usually used for smut)

i also headcanoned mary as a guide but one who treated other guides the same way she did like doctors/psychologists and girls/sex (they'll get in your head, they'll get your secrets, they're dangerous) and that guiding with her was physically painfully due to their low compatibility so Neil assumes that's what guiding is like for everyone

another headcanon i had was andrew figured out a way to guide without touching so he only guides his family (nicky, aaron, kevin when he's not demanding guiding) but it's not the level it could be if it was done the "correct" way

i would love to read the fic you mentioned if you remember what it is <3

wait mary as a guide who makes neil dependent on HER guiding him only and says having other guides is too dangerous...and then it being painful for him bcus of their low compatibility so he assumes its all painful oh you cooked you cooked fr. i love mary neil forced dependency toxic safety protection and love that is painful <3

interesting to learn that the whole guides/espers thing is different and also that guides usually do it through physical contact thats so fun. i agree andrew would be talented enough to find an unconventional way to do it. definitely adds to the build of andreil trust...just thinking about all of the canon scenes where he puts his hand on the back of his neck wow guideverse andreil already lowkey real

also YES here is the fic its one of my all time faves <3. woe bts rpf guideverse be upon ye

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