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Perverted Bunny Mask: Jeon Jungkook x Killer AU ft. Min Yoongi EXTRA 1

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Chapter 1: JUNGKOOK POINT OF VIEWS:

Author: Taettybear

Words: 3.2 k

Genre: Smut/Gore/Assassins/Killer JK/ Drugs/ Gangs

Rating: M


“Yah, Jungkook!”

The said male roughly ran a hand through his hair in irritation as Taehyung called out to him. Jungkook was just about to walk out when Taehyung’s next words made him stop.

“Fuck, fine! Do whatever you want! Make contact with Min Y/N, kiss her, fuck her, I don’t care anymore! I’m just not assuring your safety!” Taehyung grunted, a large scowl on his face as his fingers raced over his keyboard.

Jungkook’s whole body jerked and he whipped around, staring at the older man in disbelief.

“You’re lying.”


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This is @thetourguidebarbie‘s birthday fic. The prompt she gave me was “Caroline is one of the werewolves in the werewolf village thing so there are two original hybrids”.

Happy early birthday!


Excerpt:

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The first time Niklaus Mikaelson crossed the Falls was when he was very young, only six years old. He’d been told he was never to cross the stream, and yet, he did. It brought a high he would chase for the rest of his life - the high of doing something bad. He would be punished for it, but he didn’t care. He liked being bad, defying Father. A beating wouldn’t take away from this feeling.

He walked for a long time, on as straight a path he could make. He noticed that there wasn’t a difference in those trees, that he could’ve been walking in the one behind his home. Rabbits and squirrels skittered around, hiding from him.

He was still walking, not feeling particularly worried about his being alone, when he realized he was being watched. The feeling wasn’t like when a deer or rabbit watched him; no, it was different. Like he was the prey, his brain supplied. Like when Father watched him return home.

He wanted to shake it off, dismiss it as his mind playing tricks on him. But he couldn’t - if the gaze felt like it was coming from Father, like it was spelling danger, then he couldn’t write it off.

Niklaus made himself continue on, hoping to buy some time so he could do…something. Anything to make sure he lived.

That was shot to Hel when a little girl popped into his path.

She was probably not much younger than him, with long blonde hair tied back into a braid, and piercing blue eyes that stared at him almost boredly. Her outfit - a dress and pants - suggested she wasn’t a viking.

She didn’t seem like a threat, not really. But he’d seen the people of surrounding tribes, and the most dangerous always seemed bored. He’d also seen bison look like they had much better things to do than get hunted down just before they struck.

“Who are you,” she demanded, saying the Norse words with little difficulty.

He drew himself to his full height (not very impressive at six, no, but he was still taller than her by a half inch). He’d seen Father do it enough times successfully that he was sure he’d intimidate her. “Niklaus Mikaelson,” he said. “Who are you?”

“Caroline,” she replied, eyes watching him move and not seeming the slightest bit scared. He shifted on his feet, and she inched forward. He had no real idea how to harm another person, just fish and animals. But if she touched him, he would strike back. He wouldn’t let her hurt him.

“What are you doing here?” She asked. “Surely you must have a purpose for crossing over into the land of my alpha, Ansel.”

Ansel? He had no idea who Ansel was, nor that this was his land. The word ‘alpha’ also didn’t make any sense to him.

“What are you talking about?” He asked, deciding not to say that he was, quite obviously, walking and she should’ve been able to see that. “Who is Ansel?”

She scoffed, raising an eyebrow challengingly. “Everyone knows who Ansel is.”

“…I don’t.”

She glared, “well then, you’re an idiot!”


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      Grabbing her purse and slipping on knee-high boots, Vanessa checked herself in the mirror one more time. She pulled up her shirt and turned to her side, her hands going over the minimal bump she had; maybe it wasn’t obvious for anyone else yet but she knew her body and it was evident that something had changed. Her breasts were fuller and she was pretty sure she’d have to go shopping soon; her stomach, usually flat, showed a little bump on it’s lower part. Sighing and letting go off the black tee, Nessa walked out of the dorm building and to the parking lot, quickly driving over to the place they’d agreed to meet at.

         After parking her car, Nessie looked around, walking inside and seeing Maddie already sitting at one of the tables. She grinned widely and waltzed over to her, leaning against the edge of the bed. “Well hel-lo, cutie.” The girl teased.