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Carousel | 04

↳ Character | Yoongi x reader

↳ Genre | Angst, Smut/Mature scenes, Arranged Marriage! AU, Suspense

↳ Word Count | 18,500 words

↳ Summary | He is the successor of his family’s business empire, and you are the female heir of yours. After the trouble his older brother had created in the past, he now must face certain requirements needed for the sake of the family’s future and to save his rights of inheritance, and you become his only way out. Everything might seem so simple, just the way they are supposed to. But everything isn’t always what it seems, is it?

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m.list | dreaded neighbors — pjm;

pairings: park jimin x female reader, kim namjoon x huna (oc), min yoongi x jeon jeongguk (yoonkook)

extra characters: kim taehyung, byun baekhyun, lee minhyung (mark), wong xuxi (lucas), hang sanghyuk (hyuk), yook sungjae, park sooyoung (joy).

words: 37.930

au: arranged marriage!au, domestic!au, age-gap!au (7 years).

genre: fluff, angst, smut.

status: completed.

synopsis: newly married jimin and y/n are embarked on their path to give rise to a beautiful relationship which is still taking it’s place in their lives. they move into their new apartment, but apart from the awkwardness which prevails between them, the cloddishness with their newly acquainted neighbors wasn’t going away too, anytime soon.

in simpler words, a shy human resources manager gets arranged married (courtesy of parents) to an equally shy to-be astrophysicist and they both enter into the realm of married life. living with each other didn’t actually seem to be the problem, instead it was adjusting to the new environment, the new people around without their friends that made it awkward and slowed the process down.

links :

profiles [dated: 2020-04-25]

chapter one [dated: 2018-07-27]

chapter two [dated: 2020-04-04]

chapter three [dated: 2020-04-05]

chapter four [dated: 2020-04-22]

chapter five (smut) [dated: 2020-04-24]

chapter six (smut) [dated: 2020-04-26]

chapter seven [dated: 2020-04-28]

chapter eight (smut) [dated: 2020-05-01]

chapter nine [dated: 2020-05-05]

chapter ten (smut) [dated: 2020-05-10]

crossposted on: wattpad | AO3 |

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PARK JIMIN | 2021 FIC RECS

⇰ hey, everyone! welcome to my humongous fic recs list, featuring the one and only love of my life, park jimin. 💙

❥ welcome! i’ve been working on this for a while, here it finally is! it’s late and not as comprehensive or detailed as i would have liked, but still pretty inclusive, i hope. 

❥ length: there are three broad categories based upon lengths: one-shots, series and drabbles, out of which, the one-shots are further divided based upon the following criterion.

❥ criteria: i have tried to roughly divide the fics according to tropes. it wouldn’t be an equal division because i obviously have personal preferences, but we definitely have some variety in here. also, some of these might be rated 18+ but not tagged with the smut tag - it’s bec that is what the content in them is, i haven’t mistakenly missed tagging ’em.

❥ ps! this list contains fics that i have read in 2021, not just the fics that were posted this year! 

❥ WARNING ❥ MOST OF THESE WILL BE 18+ AND CONTAIN EXPLICIT SMUT - MINORS SHOULD STRICTLY NOT INTERACT.

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Black Ravens [KTH]

Black Ravens [Taehyung x Reader] ⟶ Credit: @kimtaehyunq ⟶ Genre: Smut | 21+ | Vampire!Au ⟶ Warnings: pwp, vampire!taehyung, humanfem!reader, slight dom!taehyung, large shlong implied, cursing, blood play, biting kink, spanking of the ass and puss, nipple play, breast play, spit play, bondage, rough/hard sex, fingering, oral (f), orgasm denial, scratches and bruises, multiple orgasms, etc ⟶ WC: 8k+ ⟶ Summary: Working for an underground blood den ran by vampires, your nighty duties get interrupted by your favorite client.  ⟶ Beta: Thank you so much to @kithtaehyung , @out-of-jams , and @ppersonna for looking over this and helping me out when you could. I really appreciate all of your inputs, it means so much to me.  ⟶ Teaser: As sweet as his words sound coming out like liquid honey, you know he means what he says. A baleful promise, one leaving you stirred and nervous for the night ahead of you. ⟶ Author’s note: Thank you all for supporting me and my multi-content works! It makes me happy that there are people who enjoy what I come up with. Please enjoy the rest of your day/night and take care of yourself! 

❂ Room of Restraints   ⁂ Hosted by: 𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔣𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔬𝔯 𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔢 ♛ through @bangtansorciere​ ⤐  AU Type: Chain ⤐  Themes: Hard/Rough Sex, Hotel Room Sex. ⤐  Kinks: Biting, Scratching, Bondage, Hickies, Breast Play, Blood Play, Spit/Saliva Play, Pussy Spanking, Cum Holding, Cock Holding, Size Kink, Orgasm Denial, Scratching.

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Studio Dates | myg

Studio Dates

— Nothing beats spending the late hours in your boyfriend’s studio. 

Word Count: 857

Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader

Content/s: FLUFF, established relationship, studio date (duh), MiN YOONGI—affectionate and sOFT Min Yoongi, some wholesome feels, suggestive themes (GASSPPP such sin), it’s implied that you have a hand kink (we all do) but Yoongi doesn’t question it (LmAO)

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A/N: this has been in the drafts for a whileee I haven’t been able to do a lot of writing so here’s all I have (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`)

ALSO, am i going to be stubborn and consider that anything under 1k words is a drabble when it’s supposed to be called flash-fiction and drabbles are specifically 100 words only??? Yes :DDDD enJOY BOYFRIEND YOONGI!! (this is me and my random 3 AM thoughts admiring Yoongi’s hands stfu)

In silence, you sit with your boyfriend in his studio, the both of you doing idle work and simply basking in each other’s presence. Most days were spent like this, and neither of you mind. 

There’s a comfort, really, in knowing that the other was there. It was this way that you get to spend time with him without feeling like a burden for taking too much of his work time. Yoongi finds the same sentiments in being able to spend time and not feeling like his work is tearing his relationship apart. Fueled by this comfort, you both also tend to have more motivation to get more done (sometimes—other times not really. You both can get very distracting to one another)

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promise.

pairing: min yoongi x reader

genre: angst(ish), fluff, established relationship

word count: approx. 750

summary: in which you pass out from exhaustion, and yoongi isn’t happy about it

warnings: reader passed out, hospitals, kissing, swearing, they have a lil bit of a fight :(, yoongi is a concerned boyfriend™️

a/n: yoongi is so boyfriend

WHEN YOONGI STEPS into the hospital room, you take one look at his face and you know you’ve fucked up. He looks at the doctor first, bowing and listens to her as she explains that the reason you’d passed out was because of dehydration and fatigue. “Most likely, she’s been overworking, and it’s nothing more serious than that.”

Yoongi’s gaze flickers to you as the doctor takes her leave, and you swallow thickly. You’re not afraid of Yoongi — of course you’re not — but you know he’s going to be upset.

He’s by your side in a few seconds, his gentle hands pushing tendrils of your hair back as he takes a seat on the edge of your hospital bed. “Moron,” he whispers softly, and his voice is slightly strained, like there’s so much he’s holding back.

You try to smile, taking his warm hand. “I’m fine. You didn’t need to come, it’s literally nothing!”

He shakes his head at you, releasing a sigh. “No, you’re not. If you were fine, you wouldn’t be lying in a hospital bed!”

“Sitting, actually,” you correct lightly, trying to crack a joke.

“This isn’t a joke!” Yoongi runs a hand through his hair, his voice raising slightly in frustration. “You fucking passed out at work! I got a call saying you’d fainted, and that was it! I didn’t know if you were okay, if you were sick or — or injured — I didn’t know.”

“But I’m not,” you retort immediately. “I’m not sick, or injured, or any of that!”

He shakes his head again. “I was so scared this might happen,” he tells you. “I knew you weren’t taking care of yourself properly.”

“You don’t either!” you argue back and he groans in frustration.

“I have never ended up in a fucking hospital!”

“I’m fine.”

You’ve never really seen Yoongi mad, and almost never at you. He’s the most patient man in existence, you think. But right now, he’s really upset, and you begin to think that maybe he’s making a valid point.

“No, you’re exhausted,” he bites back. And then he catches the wide-eyed expression on your face, and softens slightly. “You — baby, I was terrified,” he confesses, in a small voice. His eyes fall to your hand, which he picks and up fiddles with carefully. “If something happened to you, I wouldn’t…” he trails off with a long exhale, and looks back up at you, eyes aggrieved.

“I’m okay,” you repeat, this time gentler, and he allows a tiny smile to flicker on his face for a moment.

“I don’t want to fight,” he whispers, squeezing your hand. “‘Specially not while you’re in a hospital bed.”

“Me neither,” you agree. And then you flash him a mischievous grin. “But don’t worry, Min, as soon as I’m out, I’ll be ready to go. We can fight all you want.”

A chuckle escapes his throat. “Whatever you want, baby,” he agrees, and then leans over to kiss your forehead.

Your arms wrap around him quickly, so that when he tries to lean back, he can’t — and the result is that he ends up falling half on top of you as you giggle. “Hi,” you mumble, when his head ends up hovering over yours, your eyes meeting.

He kisses you briefly. “Hi.”

Then he tries to pull back, so he doesn’t crush you completely. You whine immediately, and then hold up the covers. “Come here,” you urge.

He pauses, glancing towards the door, but when he looks back at you, you offer him a pleading smile. “Please?” you wheedle. “You have to help the sick and injured!”

He rolls his eyes, but then slides in with you, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you against his chest. “I thought you weren’t sick or injured,” he rebuts quietly, but you’re too busy cuddling against his lean figure to care.

“Sorry,” you murmur drowsily, muffled by the fabric of his shirt. “for arguing. I guess you’re right.”

He kisses your hair. “I’m always right,” he mumbles, leaning his head onto yours. “Promise me you’re going to take more care of yourself.”

You wince, and his hold around you weakens slightly as he pushes back to look you in the eye. ”Promise me,” he says firmly.

You sigh and relent. “I promise.”

“Thank you.” And with that, he pulls you back against him, running a soothing hand through your hair. “Go to sleep, sweetheart.”

“You don’t need to go?” you ask sleepily, your eyes already drifting shut.

“No,” he says, kissing your head. “I’m staying right here.”