My Heart Cant Take It Anymore

My heart can’t take it anymore 💔

Please Sibi, I’m begging you give them a break 😭😭😭 stop this madness.

the only hope in Meredith 🤞🏻 

I WANT MY YOONGI BACK 😭😭😭 😭😭😭 😭😭😭

↳ Index [Chapter 35 - Holidays]

Warnings: big sad but also big mad, magical torture, twisted mind games, the crazy continues, Jimin is a sweetheart, Tae honestly deserves a break poor boy, the grief is strong in this one, also there is one scene in this chapter where she tries to eat but gets really revolted by the food and almost throws up from it, I wanted to put a warning for that too because I don’t want to trigger anyone who struggles with an ED or is recovering from one, if you want to skip this scene it begins at the breakfast scene & ends once Tae talks about “his plans”

Wordcount: 11.3k

a/n: i wanted to give joon a redemption arch at one point but tbfh he pissed me off sm in that chapter now i just wanna fight him ahhaha

“Are you still working on the painting?” he asks.

Taehyung lifts his head from the painting. His eyes light up.

“Jiminie! You’re back”, he greets him and stands up to get to him. He wipes his dirtied hands on his pants, “how was the drive?”

“Bad. I outdrove a storm, it’ll come soon”, Jimin says and leans in for a chaste kiss on the lips. Taehyung, however, pulls him close again, hugging him tightly.

“I missed you so much”, he murmurs into the crook of Jimin’s neck, inhaling deeply afterwards to remind his heart how he smells. Orange blossoms and cold air. The once potent scent of blood wasn’t lingering on Jimin anymore these days, now that Namjoon doesn’t regularly force him to hunt humans for fun. Taehyung thinks that Jimin smells so much better these days.

Jimin ruffles the back of Taehyung’s hair, “I missed you too, Tete.”

Taehyung ends the hug by stepping back and running his palms over Jimin’s cheeks in a soft caress. 

“You look handsome.”

Jimin smiles, “thanks and you look…” he runs his eyes up and down Taehyung’s features, “…exhausted.”

Taehyung lowers his eyes, playing with his hair.

“I haven’t slept well lately. ___ wakes up crying out for Yoongi a lot. I am scared to leave her alone, so I stay by her side most nights. I can’t fall asleep because her racing pulse keeps me awake.”

“I see. I’m sorry.”

“I do it gladly. I do not want her to suffer alone.”

“Mhm”, Jimin hums and nods his head, “where is she, Tete?”

“The last I saw of her, she went to Yoongi’s wing.”

“Mhm, of course”, Jimin says and turns his back to Taehyung, “thanks. I’ll talk to her.”

“Mimi?”

“Yes?”

“What did she tell you?”

Jimin’s face turns rather stoic. He studies Taehyung’s features and sighs.

“I’ll tell you later. Yeah?”

“Yes”, Taehyung says and presses out a small, “fuck.”

Jimin leaves Taehyung’s wing and hurries downstairs.

“Jimin, hey.”

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“I’d lose my immortality for you”, he whispers.  😭😭😭

that’s it. YOONGI IS THE ONLY ONE!!!

↳ Index [Chapter 29 - Erinnerungen]

• Erinnerungen (German, memories)

Warnings: Romance, Fluff, the softest Angst, I cannot write warnings without breaking into tears, just read it, I am a broken woman, this is the most romantic fucking shit I have ever written, it’s so cheesy I fucking love it, also nightmares in the beginning

Wordcount: 9.1k

a/n: *sits in corner and cries loudly*

You are showering, filling the drain with your tears just as much as you fill it with the blood soaked water. It doesn’t want to get off. It’s not leaving your skin. It is part of you.

“Get off of me!” you beg it, rubbing at your skin until it hurts.

It doesn’t get off. You are covered in blood and it doesn’t wash off.

“It’s your fault.”

You turn upon hearing the voice.

Suzy is here. Finally she isn’t just a shadow anymore. She is standing right outside the shower. Her eyes are red from the blood seeping out of her mouth. On her chest a gushing wound is looking at you.

“Go away.”

“Go away?” her voice is distorted through the constant stream of blood dripping from her mouth, “why? To make it easier for you? To help you pretend that you didn’t end another person’s life?”

She steps closer and spits her blood all over the shower door. She begins ripping at it, trying to open it.

“You murderer. You killed another person.”

“Please go away, please leave me alone.”

“You killed me! You killed me! You killed me!”

“I’m sorry! Please believe me! I’m so sorry!”

“You murderer! You killed me!”

“Please go away! Please I’m begging you!”

“You murderer!” she screeches.

“No!”

You sit up, push at nothing. Your hands fall on your lap. Tears are streaming down your face.

“What?” you press out, staring into the darkness.

You had a nightmare. This wasn’t real.

You look at your hands. Moonlight illuminates them. They are still clean, not covered in blood.

“Oh god”, you press out and whimper into said hand, “holy fuck.”

It felt so real. As if she was right there with you, dying all over again whilst dragging you with her.

You turn to the person next to you in instinct. Taehyung is sleeping deeply, hugging a pillow to his chest.

You could wake him, allow him to hold you and soothe you back to sleep and yet.

Yet.

You turn away from him and stumble out of bed.

You can’t explain it, you truly can’t explain why you left the room to search for another instead. It was almost like instinct. You couldn’t control it.

You can’t explain it even when you reached your destination. You just know that you opened his door and stumbled inside with your heart aching for his comfort. You need to feel his arms around you, smell his scent, listen to his soothing whispers. This is all you need tonight.

“Yoongi?” you call for him.

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I can't wait to listen to SEVEN ☺

jungkook talking about his solo single and his solo album 🥹 (trans. cr. @taee)

The Kookiest Kookie that ever excited 🥰

he’s the most precious in the world 🥹

WOW WOW WOW

What a great chapter. It was so comforting, like a warm blanket. It was like a good hug. My heart is at peace for now. I cried so much again but for different reasons.

Kook turned out to be the best help. His idea to meet with her grandmother was the best.

Their conversation, his happiness and their mutual confessions. I LOVE THEM!!!

They finally have the cure.

Yoongi don’t worry we are coming back to save you.

↳ Index [Chapter 36 - Oma]

• Oma (German, grandma)

Warnings: I want to cradle Jungkook in my arms and kiss his forehead, he is the most adorable person ever, cuddles & snuggles, wandering around memories, grief in some way?, idk she visits her dead grandma in her memories, it’s sweet but in a bittersweet kinda way, the ending hits different

Wordcount: 14.3k

a/n: writing this chapter after so much pain felt like therapy. this is a breather after all the angst

You open your eyes. The walls are violet and the furniture a mahogany red. You know that room so well. You spent many nights in it back when Namjoon was still nowhere to be found and your little group was still complete. Maybe a little broken at that time, but at least everyone was still here. You sigh with pain in your voice. The night Yoongi was with you in this exact bed comes back to you. Haunting you. It was a peaceful night, the air smelled of aging summer and the cicadas were already quiet. The rest of the house was already asleep. It was just you and him. He plopped himself right across you, sinking into the fluffy duvet until he was almost swallowed by it. You then proceeded to giggle like crazy and attack him with dozens and dozens of kisses. Yoongi spent the night under those covers with you whilst the only soundtrack of the night, was your shaky breathing and the sound of desperate kisses. He told you about his past as a sorcerer once everything was done and you listened to him until the sound of his voice lulled you to the best sleep ever.

Knowing that such moments were nothing but memory these days hurts like fucking hell.

You sit up even if it is difficult. Your legs are bared under the covers. That explains why your jeans are thrown over the wingchair by the window. Your beanie and winter coat were on it as well and by its legs, your winter boots were standing.

Jungkook must have undressed you last night before tugging you into bed. The latter wasn’t in the room with you, but the sound of the shower next door lets you know that he was still here. Even if not visible, Jungkook was still here.

The morning after your night with Yoongi comes back to you. He also took a shower in this bathroom. He let you sleep in and you woke up to the sound of him brushing his teeth. He kept the door open, leaning against the doorframe and with his eyes gazing at your face. He wore a bathrobe back then. It was pink and floor length as it belonged to one of the witches. You remember giggling when seeing him and Yoongi telling you to stop teasing him with fondness in his eyes. He gave you a kiss once he finished his morning routine and till this day you regret not pulling him back into bed with you to kiss him for hours. You should have appreciated the time you had with him more. You should have kissed him and kissed him and kissed him some more.

The door opens. Jungkook steps outside, wearing fresh boxer briefs and having his hair tied back in a high bun. He looks at you the moment the door opens.

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHGHFHGFHGHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

SIBI WTF DID I JUST READ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HOW?! WHEN?! WHY?!

I LOVE THE PLOT TWIST

I LOVE THAT HER POWERS HAVE BEEN AWAKEN

SHE’S A FUCKIN’ WITCH 🔥🔥🔥🔥 SHE’S CRAZY AND HOT🔥🔥😈

Yoongi 😭😭😭

↳ Index [Chapter 34 - Deliratio]

• Deliratio (Latin, delirium)

Warnings: big sad, OC is kinda crazy from what happened but I kinda love her like that, magical violence, Tae is trying his hardest to be a supportive boyfriend, remember how I said that I wanted nothing but happiness from now on? I lied jafjds

Wordcount: 4.9k

a/n: unironically one of my fave chapters no joke, I love an unhinged OC

“Darling? The dinner is finished, don’t you want to come with me?”

“I’ve got no time, need to read.”

Taehyung studies your form. Your posture is terrible. Squatting on the floor with dozens and dozens of books surrounding you and your back hunched over. The room smells of too little oxygen and burned down candles.

“Darling. The dinner is finished”, Taehyung repeats himself.

“And I told you, leave me alone!” you scream at him, but Taehyung doesn’t budge.

“___ please come with me and eat something”, he tries in a soft voice.

“I can’t”, you insist, “can’t you see? I have so much to read.”

“The reading isn’t going to go anywhere.”

“Yes, yes it will. I have to finish this.”

“Come now, let’s eat something”, Taehyung tries only to get one of the books thrown at him.

“Get out!”

He catches it before it can hit his chest, letting out a worried sigh afterwards.

“___ sweetest”, he tries, setting the book down on one of the countless desks. They were all bending under the weight of too many books and trinkets. He steps over the circle of books and squats down next to you, “let’s get you something to eat, please.”

“Why can’t you listen?” you hiss, flinching when you feel his touch on your arm.

“Because I care about you and I want you to be healthy.”

“I’m okay.”

“No you are not, you haven’t had breakfast nor lunch and I can’t allow you to miss out on dinner as well.”

“I’ll eat later.”

“___ please.”

“No. Leave.”

“___ I’m serious. Come with me or I’ll start using force.”

“I’ll give you an aneurism if you try.”

Taehyung sighs in defeat.

“Please, come with me”, he says softly, caressing your arm.

“I can’t”, you spit, looking at him with your bloodshot, tired eyes, “it’s been two months and I can’t slack now. I have to figure it out. All of it. What happened back then, why he is in such a state and how I can fucking fix it.”

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