Amalthea || KSJ || Masterpost

Amalthea || KSJ || Masterpost

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Title: Amalthea

Status: Complete - all parts posted!

WC: 40k

Rating: NSFW - minors dni

Genre: best friend's older brother!au, angst smut fluff trifecta

Summary: You can count on two things in life. One: that your lifelong best friend Minji will always be there for you, in your corner, your brightest star. Two: that you'll never be free from her older brother Seokjin's orbit - the gravitational pull is just too strong.

Warnings:  language, drinking, angst, time jumps, pov changes, this whole thing could’ve been 10k if i were mentally well, way too many deeply pretentious space references, kissing, explicit sex (chapters will have individual warnings), Jin calls reader “Beautiful” as a pet name but only like twice, Jinkook as actual brothers bc fuck biology!

Author's Note: thank you to @yoongiphoria @here2bbtstrash and @kookstempo for beta-ing. MJ you especially answered six THOUSAND questions about this as I worked and I THANK YOU 😭🥰

Series teaser:

There have been many times through your life where you felt like you were clutching Minji’s hand through the fire. 

You still remember clearly the way she’d bounded up to your locker, back when you were thirteen, squealing and excited because the most popular girl in your year had invited her over. 

You still remember her sobbing on your bed weeks later when it came to light that the girl - who wouldn’t be the last to try - was just trying to get an “in” with Minji’s hot, older brother.

“You know I would never, right?” you’d promised her. Stupid, at fourteen, not clarifying that you meant never use you to get to him. Stupid, because then you were sixteen and then eighteen and then twenty-one and then twenty-six and you weren’t sure what you had actually promised - had Minji heard it as I would never get involved with him? 

“I know,” she’d sobbed, reaching one hand blindly to clutch at yours. “I know you wouldn’t.”

And now you’re twenty-eight and the secrets you’ve kept keep piling up - each day you love him, another pebble atop the pile.

1. Asterism || WC: 9.5k

A prominent star pattern that is not a full constellation

2. Retrograde || WC: 9.5k

When a celestial object moves "backwards" or reverse of "normal" motion

3. Libration || WC: 14k

A slight tilting of the Moon over time that brings parts of the Moon that are normally obscured into view

4. Perilune || WC: 8k

The point of an elliptical lunar orbit where the satellite and the Moon are the closest

15/?? sets of namjoon gifs

Hideaway (M)

Rating: 18+ / Explicit / Mature

Chapters

01: Heavy is the Head that Wears the Crown (9.2k words) | read on ao3 02: How Sharper Than a Serpent’s Tooth It Is to Have a Thankless Child (13.3k words) | read on ao3 03: Love Sought is Good, but Given Unsought, is Better (17.6k words) | read on ao3 04: I Will Live in Thy Heart, Die in Thy Lap, and Be Buried in Thine Eyes (14.2k words) | read on ao3 05: And This Our Life Finds Tongues in Trees (11k words) | read on ao3 Total Word Count: ~65k

Drabbles

Epilogue 1 (2k words) | read on ao3 Epilogue 2 (~9k words) | read on ao3 Epilogue 3 (~5k words) | read on ao3 Epilogue 4 (~9k words) | read on ao3 Epilogue 5 (~11k words) | read on ao3 Epilogue 6 (10k words) | read on ao3 Epilogue 7 (8k words) | read on ao3

Summary

Only the respected patriarch of the Kim dynasty thinks you are worth anything. Despite his vision, the rest of the upper crust sees you as nothing more than your station, a girl borne of a family that only ever existed to serve them. Cruelly, the only thing standing in your way is also the key to your success: having to take care of a smiley, goofy, lanky, drunk manchild in ill-fitting clothes who just happens to be next in line for the throne, and who has just inadvertently kidnapped you. The next three days with Kim Seokjin will make or break you.

Excerpt

Mr. Kim stares at his son. You think you see a fondness in his eyes, but the words that come out of him are, “What the hell is wrong with my idiot son?”  He turns to you, and in the uncomfortable silence, you avert your eyes and fiddle with your phone. Eventually, you meet his gaze. “I’m sorry, I-I’m not sure how to, uh, is that a rhetorical question? Because I don’t feel, uh, what’s the word I’m looking for, uh, qualified to, uh—” “Please keep an eye on him. My legacy is on the line.” You nod and have to suppress a gigantic eye-roll. You want to say “what do you think I’ve been doing all these years?” “Promise me?” Mr. Kim asks suddenly. Now, you definitely see a fondness in his eyes. He’s terrified. He’s pleading you, and you soften. “Yes, sir. Of course. What do you think I’ve been doing all these years?”

Genres: Fluff / Smut / Humor / Angst / AU Businessman!BTS / Assistant!You / E2F2L / Flashbacks / Middle School OT7 / High School OT7 / College OT7 / Law School OT7 / Growing Up Together 

Pairings: Jin x Reader

Content Warnings: Soft smut, hard smut, strained father/son relationship, Jin is a manchild and your life would be so much better if he’d just get it together, but then where would you be, family trauma, bullying, teasing, some domestic violence, some references to physical abuse, references to and scenes of drug use, some kinky stuff, cheating, an icky instance with an unwanted advance, and just themes about expectations, general pressure, and anxiety.

Influences: Two Weeks’ Notice, Hamlet (honestly the whole dynamic between Jin and his dad is very Shakespearean), Succession (but only in theme), Iron Man franchise, Rory/Logan from Gilmore Girls, really into the whole rich boy thing this month apparently

Taglist 💜: permanent @purpleheartsfortae @btseditsworld | hideaway  @simpledomain  @impossiblytinytraveler​ @purplehearts1996​

So What? | MYG | Chapter 9

Pair: Hybrid Cat Yoongi x F Reader 

Summary: Running from a past that foreshadows him, Yoongi is adamant about ever turning back to his human counterpart form, in hopes that nobody would recognise him and take him away. You worked at a cafe with your best friend. As a more-than-normal day seemed to go by, you discovered something amidst your housing block. Perhaps - just perhaps, the nighttime is where the angels arrive. 

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Hybrid, non-idol au

Warnings: Contains explicit language, abuse

WC: 1.7K

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A month after the fever incident, you and Yoongi grew closer to each other. Having ups and downs, he was always there for you and you tried to be there for him. The problem is, sometimes you were the one who put him down. 

Coming the Christmas season, you were going to make your famous sandwich macaroons. Why are they called that? Cause they’re literally sandwich huge and they don’t just hold icing in-between. This is the first Christmas you are having with Yoongi and you hope to make it as memorable for him as possible. 

You wake up early in the morning to prepare the ingredients needed and breakfast. When Yoongi came out of your bedroom, holding his cat stuffy by the paw, you couldn’t help but coo at him. His hair was dishevelled and his clothes rumbled, with a deep pout on his lips. 

“Have some breakfast, Yoongi.” You pointed to the plate on the coffee table in the living room. The television was on, currently showing the news. You knew Lils would come over to help you with your macaroons but you wanted to get the meringue done before her arrival. 

That was your plan and you don’t know how it went so haywire to both you and Yoongi standing in the middle of the kitchen, covered in flour and Hoseok laughing so hard he’s on the ground. 

“No! Don’t-” You weren’t fast enough to stop Yoongi from licking the flour off his fingers, face immediately scrunching up. “Yeah, raw flour doesn’t taste nice.”

Yoongi was washing his tongue in the basin and Hoseok just couldn’t hold in another round of laughter. The doorcode chimed and Lils entered the house to directly see - “Oh this is gonna be good.” She smirked. - everybody covered in flour. 

The both of you chased the two males out of the kitchen, starting on the actual preparations for the Christmas food. Meringue is simple to make as long as you have a mixer. The problem is whether the meringue is overwhipped or underwhipped - more like overwhipped. The protein bonds of the meringue will over-tighten, causing it to become lumpy when mixed with flour. 

The both of you were baking 4 different colours of macaroons, 4 different flavours, and a total of 56 desserts. After all the meringue was placed on the table, Lils started to hold the ingredients together. You called Yoongi back into the kitchen, asking him for some help to cut and make the filling. You had him wash and cut the fruits, make the filling, and buy ice cream since you forgot. Coming back with a bag full of ice cream, Yoongi slowly placed them in the freezer, closely watching the first batch of macaroons in the oven. 

“How long are they going to take?” He asked.

Lils replied, “Not long. About another five more minutes they should be done.”

Yoongi nodded, walking over to you, and leaning over the side of the sink to figure out what you’re doing. “Just dishes, Yoon.” You held out a clean dish. “Wanna help?” Yoongi took it from your hands and began drying tube wet dishes placed on the now-clean countertop. 

Over the past month, you realised that sometimes Yoongi needed a little boost of confidence in himself. While he is slowly growing out of the shell he once curled into, occasionally he stood by your side, waiting for you to ask him instead of jumping to the job. 

You didn’t mind helping him. In fact, you were glad that he was healing. It was better than nothing and you were glad he is comfortable to stand beside you and ask for help. It was a long way the both of you have gotten from him hiding under your sofa and you were afraid of him and you were glad things are progressing. 

Once the dishes were done, the fourth batch was in too. Having a larger oven means more space and therefore, a faster process. You only use two racks, counting from the bottom. The top rack has always remained empty when baking macaroons to ensure that the top doesn’t brown. 

Lillianne was warming up the Nutella in the double boiler, having already finished a pack. “Anything else to do?” You looked around. Fruits were washed, dried, and cut so that was done; Nutella is what Lils is working on now, so there was no need to do them; and ice cream is store-bought, so there was no need to do anything but scoop them out once the macaroons are completed. 

“Well, the first two batches can come off the baking sheets already.” Lils pointed over to where she placed them with a spatula. 

“Okay.” You looked over to Yoongi. “Come on, I’ll show you how to take them out.” 

The both of you walked over to the baking sheets that were lined neatly on the cooling rack. You placed a finger under the sheets to test which ones are ready. Each batch is one colour, each sheet has seven, each colour has fourteen macaroon shells, and each flavour has seven giant macaroons. 

The turquoise and purple ones seemed to be the first batch, and leading Yoongi over, you showed him how to peel them off the baking sheet. “Just hold the end of the baking sheet and slowly pull. Then leave them on the baking sheet but we bring them over to the table so that we can free up the space of the cooling rack for the next batch. 

The both of you worked in silence, quickly finishing the task at hand. “Okay, so we have peppermint and vanilla,” pointing to the turquoise-coloured macaroons, “Raspberry and Nutella,” pointing over to the rose-coloured macaroons that were baking in the oven, “Nutella and vanilla,” pointing over to the last batch of macaroons on the cooling tray, “And lastly, lavender and vanilla.” pointing over to the purple-coloured macaroons. 

Yoongi nodded. You headed over to the freezer to get a tub of peppermint and vanilla ice cream. “Let’s get filling!” Yoongi retrieved the baking sheets and followed you over to the dining room. The both of you working in comfortable silence. Hoseok soon came in carrying a tray of ingredients, sitting down and giving you a hand as well. 

This was a normal tradition for your family. Usually, Seokjin would be here as well, but with the upcoming Christmas and sudden boost of business, he found himself extremely busy this term. You and Lils weren’t missing out on macaroons so the both of you took a day’s break, promising that you would be heading back to work tomorrow. 

Seokjin would probably come in the night as both of you are making cookies and wrapping gifts. 

Once all the macaroons are filled and stored, you take a break and cook a late lunch. 3 p.m. is considered a late lunch, right? As all of you sat in the dining room, Lils and you chatted about what type of cookies to do for this year while the boys were giving inputs. Hoseok absolutely loves peppermint chocolate and wants it for this year’s cookie treats. However, Yoongi prefers gingerbread and hazelnut as it suits the theme better. Both the boys soon got into a heated debate on which flavour would make it to the top charts of the 2023 Christmas Cookie Treats. 

One factor that Hoseok forgot, is that there are six different flavours of cookies every year. Lils and you left them quarrelling and continued to discuss. They can get it out of themselves later on. Lunch was soon over and the four of you started on the cookies - peppermint and chocolate, gingerbread and hazelnut, orange clove, salted caramel with choco chips, pumpkin and spice, and nutmeg and white choco chips. 

The process of baking cookies is much easier than macaroons. Soon, you’ve cleared up the space for the dinner that Seokjin brought. 

“What happens to the shop?” You asked.

“Nah, some of the part-timers are working there today and Jie-Ying has the key so I just left,” Seokjin told you with a mouth stuffed with food. You nodded. 

Dinner was just like lunch, just more chaotic now that you have Kim Seokjin in the room. Your loud, boisterous brother has his way of making life seem dull and bright at the same time. You rolled your eyes at the next dad joke he made. 

Honestly, you didn’t know how you managed to live with him all those years. Hoseok’s phone started ringing and he excused himself into the living room.

Hushed, frantic whispers could be heard as he walked out but everyone’s concern was soon blanketed over when Seokjin and Lils started quarrelling about who had the prettier face in the group. 

Hoseok came back in with a solemn face, sliding his phone into the pocket of his jacket. Everybody looked at him. 

“What?” 

His hair looked like he ran through it more times in that 15-minute phone call than the hours he spent baking today. 

“I have some news. You might want to swallow the food first.” Hoseok sighed and shifted a chair to sit on. “The Parks will be receiving a call soon as well.”

You looked at your friend. “Just spit it out, Hobi.”

Hoseok sighed. “Robbinson,” Yoongi stiffened at the name. “We found him. Now it is a matter of catching him. The Sky Team will be flying out in an hour and I will be flying with my own crew within a few hours.” Hosoek looked up with tired eyes. “When we catch him, we would need witnesses and testaments. The hybrids that are just out of the facility may be too scared to give one.” 

Hoseok kept silent for the next few seconds. “And?” You pressed. 

No answer. 

“Hoseok.” Seokjin’s voice was stern. “Just say it.”

He looked at Yoongi. “I understand the pressure of asking you this. Ultimately, it is your choice. However, I am asking you, not as an agent nor a friend, but as a citizen of the country, to be one of the witnesses and give your testament to the court.” 

The air in the room charged tenfold and within a matter of seconds, all hell broke loose. 

end me, kind sir

Do not blame me for who I am. The doctor prescribed me 20 mL of #seokjin angst twice a day.