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[writemywaytoyourheart]

Bedeviled - Masterlist

Pairing: demon!jungkook x female reader

Genre: E2L, drama, romance, horror, angst

Age recommendation: 16+ (pls be aware of your boundaries and don't force yourself to read something that may affect you, ily)

Official Word Count: 165k

Date first posted: October 14, 2022

Date finished: December 13, 2023

Warnings: strong language, brief mentions of liquor, physical violence, gore, cruelty, humiliation, angst, physical injuries, panic attacks, frightening depictions of Hell and those in it, some suggestive content, deals with/summoning of demons (do not), grief, death, loss, strong religious themes

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Money. Fame. Power. Love. Health. Courage. Strength.

Humans will trade their souls for anything, unaware of how their selfish desires will fade away as they do; growing feeble and pathetic, until there's nothing left but the ghost of their youth, cowering in a corner until old age disposes of it. 

Convincing yourself to go to the Underworld? Easy...

Walking through to get something that you've waited many years for, accompanied by a demon that will stop at nothing to make sure your soul belongs to him? Maybe not so much.

Making deals with the devil is a tricky business; one you might not have realized could end in something much more painful than death itself if you make a single mistake.

Disclaimer: this is a work of fiction. It is not religiously accurate and is not claiming to be. That being said, blasphemy will not be used/tolerated during this story. Heavy inspiration from Dante Alighieri's 'Inferno' was used, I am not claiming to have created those ideas on my own, simply incorporated some of them into my world building. If you do not feel comfortable reading this work, please don't. No need to try and correct me on anything, this is all fictional and for entertainment purposes only. Hate will not be tolerated; it will be removed, and you will be blocked immediately.

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Bedeviled Playlist

Table of contents:

As of right now, this story does not have a set schedule, I would like it to be every Friday, but we'll see what the future holds, deal?

1: A Deal with the Devil

2: The First Circle

3. Descent

4. Adumbration

5. Rotten Company

6. rigor samsa

7. Adamantine

8. Summoning

9. The Higher the Wall...

10. The Harder They Fall

11. Hiraeth

12. Apple (12a) (12b)

13. trustfall

14. Always Faithful, Always Strong

15. [a: alea iacta est] [b: Morior Invictus]

Epilogue

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[angelmichelangelo]

idk if this is discourse or something you dont want to get into but are garrett and shane still friends??

short answer: 99% sure they’re not. and i’m saying 99% because i obviously can’t be entirely sure because. i don’t know these people irl lol but in my head im like 100% sure they’re definitely not on speaking terms right now, and haven’t been in a loooong while.

long answer? and boy, it’s a long answer: i think garrett removed himself from shane’s circle (with the exception of andrew ofc) long before the drama kicked off. i don’t really recall because i didn’t watch them at the time but i do remember seeing garrett kinda.. disappear from videos around the whole j* era .

i think garrett made a choice when he thought about who he was hanging around with and whether he needed those people in his life. considering andrew was working for shane at the time still, i imagine it would have been hard? i guess? to just be like “yeah i don’t wanna hang out anymore except you andrew but you’re here like most days anyway”

which obviously in the end when needed, andrew took off too and both garrett and andrew created their own empire without shane lmao.

looking back, i don’t think shane even liked garrett that much. as much of an “empath” that he says he is (it gives me such bad second hand embarrassment to even write that lol) he really didn’t give a fuck about garrett. and people would and probably still do, argue that that’s just their level of friendship! lightly bullying your friend but knowing the bondries as to not ever really hurt their feelings.

but shane always pushed that boundary. he was downright cruel to garrett in some instances. and it’s not just the “harry potter is lame” jokes that garrett actually mentioned kinda suck, which they do! but garrett was treated like the comic relief in the group, because in shane’s little bubble he wanted everyone to be what he wanted to be.

you had shane: the hero of the story.

ryland: the sassy back talking witty one (though ryland has the personality and the wit of a broom so that didn’t really work did it)

andrew: the sweet, middle ground, quiet one.

morgan: the clutz thats hastag relatable

and then you have: garrett. the idiot fool who bumbles around, making a scene wherever he goes and is practically babysat by everyone else.

one thing that fucking IRKS me about this is that if you watch garrett’s videos, you know he’s goofy, funny, an insanely fun person. but he’s far from being an idiot. shane couldn’t have someone else besides himself (in his own mind) being funny AND clever (again, in his own mind) so he belittled him and acted like he was a burden to have to lumber around all the time, rather than just a silly, goofy friend that would joke around a lot.

one part of a video was when they were at an airport (i think they were going to Texas) and andrew and garrett are goofing off as they put benjamin in the bag and ryland literally goes “we’re all waiting, garrett,” with this.. snarky, shameful tone. AS IF THEY HAVENT ALL EMBARRESED EACH OTHER IN PUBLIC BEFORE like UGH the whole fucking bunny video makes my blood boil i can’t even get into it it makes me too mad lmao.

so i think garrett definitely decided at some point that he didn’t want to take that kind of abuse anymore, and i definitely think andrew saw it as well - because andrew and garrett were friends way before shane came along, so to me, i feel like andrews priorities always were always with garrett, and if garrett were to leave, i think andrew knew he’d leave to, job or no job, he cared more about his friends than money and fame (looking at you shane ryland and morgan)

shane doesn’t care about his friends or his “loved ones” or any of the people around him. he cares about money and fame and numbers and attention, even if it’s the negative kind. he’d joke that he KNEW he was treating garrett like shit and he’d use that as fuel to keep going, because he knew it drew more people in. plus, i feel like shane knew how popular garrett was getting. his channel exploded and he started making videos and people LOVED him. rightly so lol. nearly half the comments were about garrett; something he said and did, and rather than be excited for his “friend” shane took his anger out on him, almost, and again this is just my opinion, but in a way.. to control garrett.

i think it’s only human to think certain things, and i wonder if garrett had any worries that all his growing success and attention was because of shane and not because of himself. i wonder if maybe, deep down, he had some kind of fear that if he left, his subs would leave too. but obviously, he took the plunge, and everyone stayed and shane’s channel went up in flames lmao

garrett is one of those youtubers i think is very genuine. whilst everyone wears a certain mask online, which is fine, i feel like garrett’s is very thinly veiled. what you see is what you get with him, and the fact that his personality was used as an emotional punching bag by people he trusted and cared about, is really awful.

and i don’t fault him for sticking around shane. we’ve all witnessed toxic friendship/relationships, and im sure a lot of people understand how HARD it is to just get up and walk away. i think garrett tried his best to help shane and make him a better person, but i think it reached his limit, and he had a talk with andrew and they made the mutual desicion to move on without the rest of them.

AND THEYRE KILLING IT TOGETHER!!! i mean, fuck morgan for trying to shift blame on them for leaving, and fuck shane for obvious reasons and fuck ryland for no other reason that i hate him with an inch of my soul GOD he’s so fucking boring to look at. where’s the flavour???

i personally do not think that the nature of their friendship is something garrett is ever going to casually mention or make a sit down video about. i think the only information we’ll get is from shane’s pov either rather snarkily through rylands podcast or if shane ever attempts to come back to youtube, he might just mention them in passing OR they’ll all eventually all break the mutual on social media and that’ll be that. i feel like shane is the kind of person that won’t outright say anything on his own channel to hurt andrew or garrett because he’ll still want to keep up his uwu soft boy personality, but my god i can practically hear the fucking snide comments they’ll make on the podcast that don’t outright namedrop them, but they’ll probably make comments about “fake friends” or some shit like that, and all the brainless shane stans will use that as an excuse to be leave nasty comments on garrett and andrew’s stuff like they already do. so i guess we’ll just have to wait and see and know that hopefully andrew and garrett are prepared for any hate they’ll no doubt be receiving once shane tries to force his way back into the circle again.

so yeah, that’s my long answer lol. i don’t know if there was a discussion between them all but i have a feeling garrett just went away and kinda faded them out, and obviously im guessing there were conversations with andrew and shane since technically he worked for him, but yeah, there’s no way they’re all good friends behind the scenes. and im so fucking fine with that because andrew and garrett were 100% the reason i used to watch shane’s videos, and i’m glad they removed themselves from such a toxic environment where they went off and found success together without needing money or fame or any drama attached.

[laufire]

list ten of favorite songs by ten favorite artists.

I was tagged by @dylanobrienisbatman and @boomheda (ty!!).

The artists are in alphabetical order to make things easier for myself xD. I also felt like c&p some lyrics because Why Not (this is NOT part of the tag game, you can skip it, I was just feeling like talking about music today xDD).

Amy Winehouse - “Tears Dry On Their Own”

So we are history / The shadow covers me / The sky above ablaze that only lovers see

Dessa - “Dixon’s Girl”

Well I heard fro mthe rest of the world you’re in trouble / Bad news moves like fire that you fight on the phone / And I’m too far away, my well-wishing can’t touch you / But I think of you still more than you might suppose

Fiona Apple - “Fast as You Can”

I let the beast in too soon / I don't know how to live without my hand on his throat / I fight him always and still / Oh darling, it's so sweet / You think you know how crazy / How crazy I am / You say you don't spook easy / You won't go / But I know / And I pray that you will

Florence + The Machine - “All This And Heaven Too”

Words were never so useful / So I was screaming out a language that I never knew existed before

Janelle Monáe - “Make Me Feel”

Baby, don’t make me spell it out for you / All of the feelings that I’ve got for you / Can’t be explained, but I can try for you / Yeah, baby, don’t make me spell it out for you

Joaquín Sabina - “Contigo”

Lo que yo quiere, corazón cobarde / Es que mueras por mí / Y morirme contigo si te matas / Y matarme contigo si te mueres / Porque el amor cuando no muera mata / Porque amores que matan nunca mueren

AKA What I want, cowardly heart / Is for you to die for me / And to die with you if you kill me / And to kill myself with you if you die / Because love that doesn’t die, kills / Because loves that kill never die

Nina Simone - “Ain’t Got No / I Got Life”

I’ve got the life / And I’m gonna keep it / I’ve got the life / And nobody’s gonna take it away / I’ve got the life

Peggy Seeger - “Space Girl”

My mama told me I should never venture into space / But I did, I did, I did. / She said no Terran girl could trust the Martian race / But I did, I did, I did. / A rocket pilot asked me on a voyage to go / And I was so romantic I just couldn’t say no / That he was just a servo robot how was I to know? / So I did, I did, I did

Queen - “I Want It All”

I’m a man with a one track mind / So much to do in one life time (people do you hear me) / Not a man for compromise and where’s and why’s and living lies / So I’m living it all, yes I’m living it all / And I’m giving it all, and I’m giving it all

The Pretty Reckless - “Since You’re Gone”

Since you been gone / My life has moved along quite nicely actually

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And as a bonus I’m adding a list of my favourite composers because I was struggling NOT to put them on the list and still wanted to keep those above xD

Antonio Vivaldi - “Winter”

Christophe Beck - “Close Your Eyes”

Clint Mansell’s - “A New Swan Queen”

Ennio Morricone - “Love In The Morning”

Georges Bizet - “Carmen”

Hans Zimmer + Junkie XL - “The Red Capes Are Coming” (okay, so it’s a collaboration, but seriously, I liked their combined soundtrack more than anything else the two of them have ever done separatedly LOL).

Lolita Ritmanis - “Catwoman: Chase Me” (Batcat fans pls WATCH THE VIDEO)

Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky - “Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy”

Shirley Walker - “Mask Of The Phantasm Theme”

Teresa Carreño - “Mi Teresita”

Shout-out to Bear McCreary for the Black Sails’ theme, but I need to listen to more stuff of his to decide whether he dethrones some of the above.

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[pine-lark]

soup (Caged, Whumptober Day 4)

Whumptober comes a lil bit early today. Here it is: the aforementioned, infamous ‘soup drabble’. Be aware of a lack of editing, haha. I’m very impatient and I wanna air the other piece I wrote last night that goes with this. Enjoy some really, really angsty comfort. 

CW: tiny!whumpee, tiny!caretaker kind of, mention of self-harm as a coping mechanism/out of boredom/to distract from pain, food, (nonsexual) forced nudity, torture (...Arion is forced to straddle a bar for. Awhile. Nonsexual. Just really really painful.) Implied withholding of food and starvation, neglect, caged, mention of systematic hunting of tinies for their wings. 

They had to put tape over his hands, this time, to keep him from scratching himself, from making his own wrists bleed. It was the only thing Arion could do to distract himself from the pain, the only thing to keep him from going insane all alone, with nothing to see, nothing to hear, nothing to talk to in the cage. And now Arion can’t have even that. They’d kicked him once they saw the blood, and Andras pinned him down with his boot, while they wrapped his hands together with a square of big, dull, silver tape from Heston’s drawer.

And now he’s alone again. The others are gone. A part of him is horribly grateful that they’re out, hunting for new victims, for new arivies Heston can mutilate and sell. Part of him hopes they don’t find anyone. Part of him hopes that they do, and that one survives the saw, and that they will become Heston’s favorite toy. Arion hates that part of himself. But it’s the only morsel of hope that he can hold onto… so he does.

They hadn’t always made him stay in the cage like this. They used to just tie him, for the first few weeks after he was taken from the tree, over a year ago.

The cage was a red, decorative candleholder, originally, so right in the center was a raised circle and a sharp protruding spike to mount a candle.  It was too short, too thin to tie him to without an easy escape, so right from the beginning Heston had welded a small angled, L-shaped rod over the top of the spike in the shape of a T to keep the twine from slipping off when lifted.

And then-young and naïve little Arion saw something that looked like an opportunity, and he took it. Untying the rope hadn’t been that hard. He ran. Or, tried to. He didn’t make it far. Not even out of the garage. They’d dragged him right back to the cage, slammed him against the sharp metal bars, and tied him again. Differently, that time.

“I think we need to teach little birdie here a lesson, though. I’ve got a funny idea.”

That was over a year ago.

Now, even still, long after he’s been broken and long after he stopped trying to fight it, stopped trying to run, stopped clawing through the ropes, it’s the same rule, the same funny idea. He straddles the crooked angle bar, with his feet barely unable to touch the ground. Unless tied there, and they do. They do tie his feet, to a weight. His heels shouldn’t be able to touch the ground but they do and it hurts but there’s nothing he can do, nothing he can do but wait for mercy. Every night, every morning, whenever they’re gone, he waits to be let go.

There’s no more tying for his hands, now, though-- this day being the only exception, with the tape. They don’t even lock the door. They know he won’t run. Couldn’t, even if he wanted to. He can barely move after so many hours of sitting there, can’t even stir his legs, let alone try to climb off. Someone always has to lift him. And often, they forget to. Or… they don’t care.

They only left a little while ago, but Arion’s been here since dawn. It will be a painful wait, today.

After so long, after sitting over a sharp metal angle for hours, everything becomes numb and unfeeling. The hurt dulls to a low unrelenting hum. Still, it hurts, and he can’t take his mind off it, can’t think about anything else. Arion draws a long, shallow breath, and he tries to wipe away the mess of tears over his face with a shoulder.

Small footsteps come from the other side of the desk, out of his line of sight until they round the corner. Arion tenses. His stomach flips. He thought… he thought they all left.

Someone steps up to the cage door, pushes it open.

It’s Ven.

Arion notices he hesitates before stepping in. He sees the discomfort flick across his gaze, the same way it does with Andras and Kai. They all hate the cage, except Damon, and he’s never figured out why. And next to the discomfort, Arion thinks, maybe, he sees a little trace of sympathy in Ven’s eyes. But it could have easily been a trick of the light.

Ven sets something down that Arion can’t see, and then he moves closer.

Arion flinches. His breath picks up, his heart starts racing, mind goes blurry. His head shakes wildly, pleadingly. “D-don-don’t, don’t, please, please, I’m, please, please don’t, don’t-I-I, I’m, ‘m, ‘m so, tired,” he begs, voice breaking, panic sinking into his gut like sharp poison. He keens, eying Ven with wild fear, frantic dread. He can barely talk, barely form words over tears and uneven breath and his raw, scratchy throat. “Please, don’t h-h-ur-ur, hur, hurt me, please, please don’t, d, nh, hn, pl-“

“It’s alright,” Ven murmurs. It’s sudden.

Arion’s breath hitches and he quiets, and for a moment, he stops breathing.

He nears Arion, sinks to his knees without a word, and unties the weight from Arion’s bleeding ankles. “I won’t hurt you,” he says. He stands, briefly looks Arion in the eye. “I’m gonna help you off of this now, alright?”

Arion swallows hard, pushes away the whiplash of emotion and braces himself for the moment when the weight shifts and all the feeling comes flooding back, when all the pain that was building up crashes into him anew.

Arms snake over his torso. But they’re gentle.

“On three. One, two-“

A harsh metallic taste meets Arion’s tongue when he bites it, when his breath hitches after Ven lifts him up and over the bar. He’s set carefully on the floor, on his side, which he’s grateful for. Heaving, heavy breaths take his mind off the horribly searing pain, but don’t ease it. Eyes screwed tightly shut, Arion presses his face into the cold metal floor of the cage. He fights the sniffling and his wobbling lips, wills himself to keep it together.

A soft voice comes from over his head. “Better?”

Arion gives a small nod. A small squeak of a timid thank you catches in his throat. He hears Ven shift to stand and then he’s walking back toward the door, but only to pick up what he’d set down when he came in. It’s a little bowl, Arion realizes. A little wooden bowl. A bit of steam wafts from the top and Arion’s mouth waters. Of course, it’s not for him, he knows. Couldn’t be.

That’s what each of the others were given before they left. Arion hasn’t earned one. Hasn’t been hurt this morning yet, so he can’t be fed. Those are- those are the rules.

That’s what he thinks even as Ven comes back to him with the soup in hand, even as he sits down next to Arion and holds it up to him. “Here, um. I want you to have this,” he says.

Arion’s eyes gloss over in unbelief and hesitant gratitude. He glances up at Ven, checks his expression, checks for any hint of malice or trickery, and he finds none.

“You need it more than I do,” he murmurs. “But, um. I can’t. I can’t take the tape from your hands. I’m- I would. But they’d, they’d be worse to you, if I did.” Ven pauses. Arion can see he’s genuinely apologetic. He’s seen flickers of that in Ven before. But it’s never been like this. “I can… I can help you, though, if you’re okay with that? I don’t. I’m not going to make you eat out of the bowl like, like an animal.”

Arion stares at him, bewildered. There’s a question, there. A choice.

Arion’s starving. He nods.

With that, Ven sets the bow aside. He helps Arion sit up, lets him lean on him to stay upright. Ven brings one of his black wings around him, partly to keep Arion from falling, and partly in respect, to cover him.

Then he brings the bowl into his hands, whispers one more thing to him. “Don’t feel like you have to drink it all at once. Nice and slow, okay? It’ll be easier to keep down that way.” As an afterthought, he adds, “It’s not going anywhere, I promise.” Arion nods without taking his teary eyes off the food. Ven tips the bowl to his lips, then, without any demand, without force, and just lets him drink. Lets him lean against his shoulder, and take the only food he’s been allowed to have in nearly a week.

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