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Oh my god!! Oh. My. Goddd!!!

I think I understand why you had such a fun time writing this because whew! WHEW!!!! This was so hot and everything that I expected for this fic to be and more. Right now I'm thinking about a lot and I can't get the imagery out of my head, so my mind is a complete mess of Yoongi. So thank you for making my night Lindy. And I hope that you had a very happy birthday😘💕💕💕

make me - myg | m

strawberries on a summer evenin’. baby, you’re the end of June. i want your belly and that summer feelin’, getting washed away in you - watermelon sugar, harry styles

↳ summary- an ordinary sleepover with your best friend turns into anything but ordinary, thanks to your ridiculously loud neighbors above you.

↳ rating- explicit / 18+ / nc17

↳ word count- 4.4k

↳ pairing- yoongi x reader

↳ genre-  pwp lol, smut, fluff, somehow the dirtiest fluff i have ever written bc there’s some depraved shit in here

↳ warnings- penetrative sex, oral sex (m/f receiving), unprotected sex (dont…pls), dirty talk, rough sex, degrading talk, dom/sub undertones, bratty backtalk

↳ a/n- yooooo dawg this… was fun.  i hope you enjoy!!  ive been in my yoongi feels lately uwu. feel free to comment, message, dm, whatever u want babes.  i love you!

Yoongi thinks if he has to hear your upstairs neighbors fuck for another minute longer he might actually go crazy.

It’s been hours now.  The girl is screaming like a feral cat and the man is doing a terrible impression of a porn star, trying his best to talk dirty but really just calling the howling banshee awful names.  

If only his dick would be as annoyed as his brain.

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When Namjoon works another few inches into you, you genuinely think there might be no end to his dick. That he’ll still be giving it to you by the time winter break is over, and then you’ll have to explain to your parents exactly why you’re on academic probation. But then he eases two fingers over your clit, massaging with exactly enough pressure to make you whine around Yoongi’s cock and you think eh, you could take a gap year.

To be completely honest, I needed to take an extra five minutes for me to gather my thoughts and turn them into something comprehensible because Rain….you’ve wrecked me in the best way possible.

I can tell that you enjoyed writing this one. I could see it in the little bits of personality you’ve weaved in here and it’s something that made this piece all the better. 

Standing before you, he’s certainly tenting those sweatpants now, the imprint of his cock so obvious you wonder if he’s wearing any underwear at all. Or if he’s just that big. Both? You lick your lips appreciatively at the thought. Maybe Emile Camuset has some rights after all.

This line made me snort a little, and so did the part about the MicRib 💀💀💀💀. This was honestly so perfect to read and to indulge in these fantasies because you executed them so wonderfully I’m at a loss for words. From historical aus to this, you continually amaze me with the amount of talent you have. And from the bottom of my heart, I sincerely thank you for making my day with each and every story you post. I’m giving you so much love and appreciation right now.

(sidenote: I not sure why I keep coming back to this: “are you ready for the second? Or is that too much?” He sounds breathless himself as he eyes your cunt and how it leaks arousal, just waiting for him. But he doesn’t want to hurt you. Never does. But I am and now my heart is soft).

Anyways my sweet and precious Rain. I think I’ve been rambling for far too long, so with that, I’m sending you another infinite wave of my love💕 Thank you so much again!!! I appreciate you so much!!!💕💕💕💕

Right Here, Right Now {M}

what if little Red wants to get eaten by the big bad wolves?

pairing: rapline x reader genre: smut, pwp, humor words: 8k contains: werewolf au, college au, massive 🍆s, knotting, oral (f & m), dirty talk, too much talk about bulges, a bit of a breeding kink, double penetration, humor, it’s me so they’re still kinda sweet, not actually a fairytale au a/n: my brain decided it was time to (temporarily) throw all plot out the window & indulge in some pure filth. i have no excuses. enjoy!!

Whoever invented sweatpants, specifically the light grey ones (Emile Camuset), can fuck right off. Do not pass go. Do not collect $200. Fuck right off. Because if it weren’t for him, you wouldn’t be sitting here under your best friend’s arm, trying your best not to stare at the bulge that seems determined to steal your attention.

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You took this opportunity to really look at him for the first time, since at the club you hadn’t been able to see in the dark, and you realized he hadn’t changed much. He had dyed his hair, but his face was still the same, and so was his body, the body that you wanted to touch so badly right now – “If you keep looking at me like that, we won’t make it to the bed." 

Whoop! I'm back. But I think we both knew that.

This was hot. EXTREMELY hot! And that's pretty much all I have to say lol! But really, thank you for ruining me and wrecking me making my night Bri. I really appreciate it💕💕💕

Crave (M)

“If you keep looking at me like that we won’t make it to a bed.” | 1,984

Your body craved him. You really had no self control. 

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You’d rather take your time, though. You can take your time and enjoy the delicious luxury of the morning. Neither one of you is willing to break the spell and dive into life outside the doors of your shared apartment. Not yet. 

Hi Lil!

I think we might have spoken once or twice on discord, or, if we haven’t, then hello! I'm sorry it's taken so long for me to talk to you. To be honest, I'm pretty shy and quiet when it comes to meeting new people, but hopefully this will suffice.

Your writing is so smooth. So angelic. It reads like an early Sunday morning, or I guess right now for me, a late Thursday afternoon where it’s just the means of relaxation and light comedy ahead of me. You invoke emotions so fluidly it’s astonishing. Especially with this piece where it captures a morning, but everything feels so full and it has depth.

I love the fact that you are able to switch between soft, slow, and sensual to silly. It might be startling when you first think about it, but the way you drew their relationship made everything feel natural and easy and just all-in-all light. I also really loved this part:

You’ll kill him when you’re done, but the only thing in your head now is reaching that high and you’re so goddamn close you could cry when he stops again.

I don’t know what it is about it, but I think it’s the little extra oomph of personality in there that really made this a gold coin for me. It shows a small bit of you, and for me, I think it’s very special and precious.  

Anyways, I think I’ve rambled enough here. Thank you Lil for making my evening. I really appreciate you and your talent and I can’t wait to read more from you.💕💕💕 

back to bed

Summary: an ode to sleepy morning Yoongi and a reminder to do your Kegels

Pairing: Yoongi x female reader

Word count: around 1.5K

Genre: Established relationship. Domestic. Smut, fluff.

Warnings: Blatant disregard of cat’s feelings, teasing, cockwarming, orgasm control, edging, playful banter, these idiots can’t shut up

A/N: I sent in an anonymous thirsty note to @btsaudge​ a few weeks ago and this is what percolated.

Infinite thanks to @wwilloww​ for her edits.

The bed next to you is empty, but there’s a soft, lingering warmth. Sunlight filters in through the sheer curtains, but it’s still early. You almost burrow back under the blankets, savoring the sweet time before the hazy edges of sleep fully retreat.

A dull thud and muffled “fuck” from the direction of the kitchen changes your mind. You slip out from under the blanket, padding on bare feet to the bathroom where you quickly pee and brush your teeth.

When you get to the kitchen, your boyfriend is leaning on the counter, still holding his toe, looking more than half asleep with his hair sticking up at all angles and a faint crease from his pillow imprinted across his cheek. “Tripped over the cat,” he mumbles. Miek leaps onto the counter and meows pointedly, protesting his innocence. You shoo Miek away, and Yoongi starts to head toward the coffee maker. You filled it the night before, and now you’re mentally cursing your thoughtful past self as he flicks it on.

There’s a limited window. Once the smell of coffee hits, he’ll start planning his day and will grumble if those plans change – even if he hasn’t spoken them out loud.

You wrap an arm around his waist, low enough that your splayed fingers ghost over bare skin when his t-shirt lifts as he reaches for a box of cereal. You stand on tip-toe to kiss behind his ear, and whisper “Don’t you want to come back to bed?”

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All you could think of was him fucking you with those pretty fingers rings and all, or them wrapped around your throat, digging into your skin. Or them dragging along your body.

This has a nice ring to it. (I'm sorry I just wanted to be punny😂)

RENAE!!! OH MY GOODNESS!!!

I've always had a thing for Yoongi with rings and this brought my deep dark desires back onto the surface. It's a blessing and a curse that this is here now because this is the only thing that I'll be thinking about for the rest of the night.

Thank you so much Renae for absolutely wrecking me to filth. I don't deserve it, or you, but I'm glad. I'm sending you all of my love!!💕💕💕

— Rings (m)

word count: 2k

pairing: yoongi x reader

genre: smut 18+

summary: yoongi has very nice hands; hands decorated with pretty rings that just lead you to think about how they’d feel inside you.

warnings; yoongi’s hands, hand kink, finger sucking, fingering (with rings), dirty talk, cum eating?

a/n: happy birthday @parksfilter​!!! I hope the day goes amazingly! uwu n I hope you enjoy! *this is unedited so I’m sorry for any mistakes/typos

Yoongi had the prettiest hands. 

You first noticed when you were sat on his couch, hands locked together because although Yoongi wasn’t always one to outright show his affection, he enjoyed the comfort of holding your hand. For all the time you’ve known him, he preferred subtle ways of showing he cared and loved you and you were always content with that. 

His hand fit perfectly with yours, long and slim fingers interlocked with yours. They were bigger than yours, making yours look petite and delicate. Although rough from his work, his hands were always warm. His nails are always kept short and neat, thick veins starting past his knuckles in a web, crawling up to his forearms. 

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You choked on any kind of response, but you could see his eyes on you, waiting for your answer. Those dark orbs ordering you and begging for permission all at once. You gave a nod and he kissed your lips one more time, leaving a soft bite on your lower lip before he began his descent. This was his way, you had learned. Giving and taking at the same time. Controlling and worshiping you at the same time. It was as inflaming as it was irresistible.

Kay!! This was so good!

I really loved learning the backstory between the reader and Yoongi and the earring and just their whole relationship in general. You can tell that Yoongi really cares for her through his movements, the way he curls around her in bed, and the way he takes care of her during sex. It was also pretty interesting to see Jimin appearing and learning about how he treats her as well. 

All in all I just really enjoyed reading this story and I can’t wait to read more of them. Thank you again Kay for sharing this. I’ll forever be thankful💕💕💕💕

casus fortuitus

If ever you were searching for heaven, surely you had found it in the touch of Yoongi’s lips.

Pairing: Yoongi x Female Reader

Genre: Smut; Fluff; PWP

Word Count: 6,400+

Warnings: Explicit sexual content, Profanity, Very light scratching kink, My sick obsession with kissing

Notes: This story was originally supposed to be chaptered, but honestly the plot got so thick and muddled that over time I’ve lost interest. I may return to it in the future and explore the relationship between Y/N and Jimin, but for now, it will stay PWP.

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You’ll lose yourself in the feeling and let it linger as long as you can, even though this is never how you imagined having (if this even is such) the king, the man, the boy you fell in love with at fifteen.

Record scratch. Freeze frame.

NAMJOON IS EUNUCH KIM?!?!?!?!!

Okay, all mindblowing moments aside, this was so good! You’ve ruined me twice today so your “Rain Ruining Kharli” privileges have been REVOKED (no they haven’t). I've actually been wanting to share my thoughts on this story for the longest, but I wanted to wait until the end for a big wrap up. However with this chapter, I feel like I can't wait that long because there's just so much that I want to say and I might burst if I keep it in.

It truly was a complete surprise when I found out that Namjoon actually was eunuch Kim ngl. I just had a big dumb biss moment and now I feel like everything has been making a lot more sense, especially because I’ve been seeing people rooting for him, and so I would like the join the “I love eunuch Kim” train. I hope he likes flowers. And MicRibs (jkjkjk).

Also with this chapter, it’s nice to see the lead up of events that caused the first part of MLT, or in other words, the upper echelon of me being in shambles. All of the pieces have been put together so nicely and your storytelling is like no other. I always feel like I’m constantly hanging off of each and every sentence, every word. You told me before that my comments are lovely, but that's only because they're a reflection of what you write. I'm just the mirror that lets you see all of the emotions you pull from me while I read every single one of your works, but you're the base that. Everything that you write is so beautiful and intricate and you write stories so well it’s unfathomable and mystifying.

Anyways, this was so long so I’m sorry for rambling. This is almost as long as your drabble and that’s a bit embarrassing, but it’s Kharli giving love to Rain hours so I shouldn’t feel like this. Thank you rain for another perfect part of this amazing story and I can’t wait to see what else is in store for Yoongi and the main character. I’m forever giving you my heart.💕💕💕💕

december 1868.

just how much would you give up for him?

pairing: joseon king!yoongi x reader genre: angst, brief smut words: 1.1k contains: historical au, mentions of explicit sexual content, eunuch kim!

moonlit throne index. this is drabble nine. start from the beginning?

“Excuse me, the king said what?”

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“…don’t say things that might make my girl feel bad about how she sounds, because she’s got no reason to feel self-conscious. What sounds she does make are fucking sexy.”

Mint! (I hope that it’s okay that I call you this) This was so wonderful. And so incredibly hot I was wondering where I could find a Yoongi like that. 

Your stories always bring me so much comfort, I feel like I’m coming home whenever I read one of your stories. Though still the same feeling, this brought something more. I really enjoyed the entire premise of this. Volume isn’t everything, and most of the time, it’s the things that you don’t hear that make the experience more enjoyable (or so I’ve heard). The discussion with all of the characters in the living room really drove home that fact and I’m glad that conversations like this are being spread. Even outside of the bedroom. 

On another note, good job Yoongi for pleasuring his girlfriend like that. Like we’ve all known that he had it in him (it’s always the quiet ones they say), but wwoooowwww….at the end of it I felt breathless and just as stunned as Jimin and Taehyung. 😂

Thank you so so soooo much Mint. You really are a joy in my life and I’m so thankful that I found your blog. I’m sending you my love💕💕💕

Pairing: Yoongi/F!Reader

Summary: After six amazing months of dating, things simply couldn’t be better with Yoongi. Even with all the ups and downs that can oftentimes come with a relationship, there hardly seemed to be a single thing you’d readily change about him or being with him and the sentiment appears to be very much mirrored by your significant other.

However, you’ve always been very quiet in bed and while Yoongi has never made any complaint about it, his roommates appear all too keen to use your general lack of noise behind closed doors to tease your more than proficient lover about his supposed lack of prowess. 

No, Yoongi has never minded that you’re more the type to whimper and sigh than moan and scream. But, as a man who takes great joy in treating his girl right, Yoongi becomes determined to prove his friends wrong.

Features/warnings: fluff, Jimin and Tae being little shits yet still wholly lovable, Yoongi being not so secretly soft and cuddly, Yoongi also being wholly determined to rock the reader’s world harder than he has thus far, dirty talk (again the sweetest kind), slight sexting, fingering, f!receiving oral, squirting, multiple orgasms, thigh fucking, protected sex

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That’s when Yoongi had won a real smile from you, wide and genuine.  That's when Yoongi made the mistake of looking at you for just a moment too long.  

At the beginning of this part, Yoongi wrote down a list of his mistakes, so now, I’ll give you a list of mine:

Thinking that I’ll be able to wake up at the ass-crack of dawn to watch the BTS ON:E concert (I mean I did, I just fell back asleep for a few minutes before my brain woke me up again and I was like oh shi-)

Thinking that I would be able to study without taking a nap first (I napped for 3 more hours)

Thinking that I would be able to survive this part without catching feelings (my heart did a thing not even 100 words in)

Ana, I know that I say this a lot, but I’ll say it again. Your writing...Is fantastic. You are able to create this balance between giving enough to sate us, but not enough to keep us coming back for more. And in a way, I think this is how I view the relationship between Yoongi and the main character. 

Every word that’s ever come out of this man’s mouth is a lie -- but there’s something that feels honest about the way he’s looking at you right now.  Something that makes you feel seasick, unsteady.

Yoongi is mysterious. He’s witty. A smartass. But god do I love him and the character that you created for him. I understand why the main character is constantly thinking about him because his very presence just gets etched onto your mind and you can’t shake it off. It’s like an itch, where if you ignore it, it somehow gets more prominent but once you scratch at it, there’s this relief and it feels a bit easier to breathe. 

“Lactose intolerant people like milkshakes as much as the rest of us,” you argue.  “They just can’t tolerate them.”

“What are you, some kind of doctor?”

This part made me snort and giggle like an idiot, so thank you Ana for this. I honestly can’t wait to read more of this fantastic world that you built, and I also really love the cookie crumbs from Guilty. That was a nice touch and it made me nostalgic. 

Ana, I’m reaching through my screen right now to give you a billion forehead kisses. I miss writing to you and reading your stories, but I hope that soon I’ll be able to talk to you again and give you all of my love. I’m keeping you in my heart forever Ana and ILY!!! Thank you again for this!!!💕

greedy | myg x reader | chapter one: you like milkshakes?

summary: being a loner has never bothered yoongi until now.  until you.

pairing: yoongi x reader

genre: mafia AU, pining, eventual smut

rating: 18+

word count: 4.3K

notes: confession, i am struggling these days with my insane attraction to min yoongi.  this guy has it all.  looks and talent and mystery and sweetness – he’s the total package. so i really wanted to give him a story in this AU that i’ve come to love so much and i truly hope you guys enjoy it.  

i also hope you guys know how much i appreciate every single one of you. i see your reblogs and comments and likes and i try to answer every one because it truly makes my day.  you guys make my day.

i could not post this fic without shouting out the amazing @hobi-gif because honestly, if hope didn’t read it, did i even write it? and i’m sending major love to three people who are such a source of laughter and support for me, @ladyartemesia​ @ppersonna @taetaewonderland. you guys keep me in stitches.

this fic is a continuation of the Guarded Series but can be read as a standalone piece!

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Yoongi had fucked up.

He’d misread the massive man’s approach, tracking him in one direction when the guy was actually headed in another.  That’s how the asshole managed to catch Yoongi off guard with one meaty fist to the face. 

It didn’t matter that it was hundreds of pounds of fat – not muscle – behind that punch.  It was wielding more than enough momentum to blow up the side of Yoongi’s face like a bomb. 

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There’s a weight to those words that you feel in the pit of your heart. A pull that draws you to him like the reckless tides towards his moon – a gravitational longing to know what truth vibrates beneath. You wonder if he feels it too.

Okay, so I’m like half a glass of wine in and I plan on binging the rest of this series tonight, but my heart is already so so soft?!?! Like….Rain!! I knew that this chapter would be an important plot point because of the length, but this just blew my mind entirely!

Everything that was depicted was so picturesque. From the main character getting ready, to walking through the streets, to even the end when she and Yoongi were skipping rocks and talking, it was just all so beautiful and this chapter will be one that I will forever hold in my mind. 

Jungkook and Seokjin arguing was something that I didn’t expect, but expected at the same time. Seeing them bicker back and forth made me smile, even more so because of the fact that they were doing it in front of a prince and I’m sure if they knew, they would cry. Or just bow a bunch of times similar to Namjoon. Speaking of whom...Namjoon writing to letters to Chun-Ja??!!?! My whole heart went smoosh 🥺 I was clutching my phone at that because that is honestly the purest and sweetest thing ever and….GAHHHH! You know?

Also, the conversation between the main character and Yoongi was really heartwarming. I think that this is one of the first times when you begin to see her let down her guard just a little more than usual. Speaking from her heart more, rather than her mind. 

“I’d rather believe that there are some things in the world simply out of our control. But that we can still hope for those things to shift, to change for the better if we never give up.”

This line was intricate and emotional, and for a moment it almost felt like I was invading their conversation because of how raw it felt. 

Thank you so much for this Rain. You continuously amaze me with your writing and words. I’ll forever adore you. I’m sending you my heart 💕

Edit: I’m coming back seconds after you responded to my gush toward you and saying that I’m letting my willpower explode and run free for the rest of the night! I’ll see you again soon Rain😘

Edit of the edit: I also got a 92 on my lab final😉

october 1865.

you never thought you would smile like this again, but here you are. and here he is, by your side.

pairing: joseon king!yoongi x reader genre: fluffy fluff words: 5k 😳 contains: historical au, chuseok date!, eunuch kim!, so much cuteness, guest appearances hehe

moonlit throne index. this is drabble 13. start from the beginning?

“How do I look, mom?”

Standing before the mirror, you nervously smooth the delicate sash of the pink hanbok for the hundredth time, careful not to lean down too much and dislocate the floral ornament carefully pinned in your hair. There have been doves fluttering in your stomach the entire afternoon; you don’t know if you tied this correctly or if your hair is braided right, and you can’t ask any of your nearby neighbours for fear of discovery that your plans are different than theirs tonight. Mother would know exactly what to do and what to say to make you feel at ease. But want you want most is for her to see you all grown up like this. Finally able to properly wear the outfit you coveted for so long, and hold your head high in it too. You think she’d be proud.

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They couldn’t be a bunch of young guys fucking around in the streets forever. Yoongi had always known somewhere in the back of his mind that the makeshift family they built together would change when they started real ones. He saw it coming.

But something about it makes him feel empty, anyway.

Something about it makes him think of you.

Ana, serious question here but: How is it that you made my heart stop with only one word? Are you a fairy? Or some sort of angel? I think you might be just because of how magical you are, and how you’re able to make me just...feel things whenever you’re around or when I see you post something.

First, and I’m taking a detour and coming off a bit stronger than I usually do with these (probably because I’m a good halfway through my wine right now and my cheeks are feeling flushed but…) this: 

“Blowing up my pager is obnoxious,” he hisses.  “Page and wait.  That’s the least you can do.”....You Mother Fuc-

Honestly, that entire convo with douchebag, dumbass, Dr. Lee made me want to reach through my screen and shake him until he starts to drool. Does he not have any decency??? At all??? I honestly hope that Yoongi comes in during one of this blowups and does more than pick his pockets thats for sure because he needs to be knocked down several peggs if you ask me. 

Whew, okay, now that that’s done, not @ how the mc went sleuthing and found baseball players instead of his name. That honestly made me laugh and I love that as the chapters unfold, you get to see more and more of this mysterious Yoongi piece by piece. I also really enjoyed the beginning when you touched on his earlier days when he practiced piano. It was very soft and I just kept on hearing First Love play over and over again in my mind, so thank you Ana for this heartfelt tidbit. 

Everything that you do amazes me. Truly. I look up to you so much Ana, so anything that you put out is surely going to be kept in my heart and mind forever (I hope that doesn’t add any pressure toward you or anything). Anyways, thank you for this. I’m sending you my heart over and over and over again.💕

P.S. - Also, is this this Yoongi that you imagined at the end??? 

Because if so, you have unlocked another monster ma’am. Okay. Now I’m done. Sending you my love forever and ever, Ana.

greedy | myg x reader | chapter two: church lady tights

summary: being a loner has never bothered yoongi until now.  until you.

pairing: yoongi x reader

genre: mafia AU, pining, eventual smut

rating: 18+

word count: 5.0K

notes:

okay your girl finally got it together to put out chapter two! i am so grateful for the enthusiasm you guys had about chapter one so i really hope this lives up to expectations.  i would love to hear from you guys what you think!

beta read by @hobi-gif​ because, duh.

ALSO my sincerest apologies to the very real KBO League baseball players i reference in this story. may they never someday google their romanized names and realize they’ve been dragged into a bangtan porn. amen.

this fic is a continuation of the Guarded Series but can be read as a standalone piece!

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Bak Seolhee was one of those holy roller types.

She wore clunky black shoes and church lady tights that always looked like they were this close to cutting off her circulation.  Her glasses sat right at the tip of her nose, forever in danger of slipping right off her pinched face.

She wasn’t a pleasant woman.

But every week she made the trek – compelled by the love of Jesus – to teach piano at the Shing Ma Boys Home.  And every week, like clockwork, the boys scattered like marbles the moment she arrived.

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Though he is careful not to touch you directly, he gently strokes the beads to turn that warmth of his inward to the softness of your inner wrist. Closer than he’s ever been. 

I feel like the cogs are beginning to turn with this chapter. Slowly, but definitely surely. This chapter is a bit darker than the rest, especially when you see the famine and potentials war steadily increasing. Not to mention the ending with Yoongi’s father that will definitely stir things up both inside and outside of the kingdom. 

(On a brighter note, it was a cute moment to see the main character still wearing the bracelet she got from Yoongi during Chuseok)

Thank you so so so so sooo very much Rain for this. I’m giving you all of my love until the world ends, but even after that I’ll most defintely be doing it😘💕💕💕

october 1866.

the coming winter promises to be harsh and unrelenting.

pairing: joseon king!yoongi x reader genre: fluff, drama words: 900 contains: historical au, talk of death, good boy yoongi a/n: the things discussed in this chapter are based off a real historical event!

moonlit throne index. this is drabble 14. start from the beginning?

“Is the tea too hot, seja-jeonha?”

Sitting across Yoongi in the garden pavilion, a set of tea on a wooden tray placed on the temporary table between your benches, you hug your own cup of chaksol in a porcelain cup. 

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[No quotes, just lots sap and me loving Rain under the cut]

😭😭😭😭😭

I [there’s a splotch of ink here, as if there was an attempt to blot out a character] miss seeing you. 

😩😩😩😩😭😭😭😭😭

The way I’m curled over right now??!!? It’s amazing how bad this letter got to me. Namjoon is literally the sweetest and cutest person, and I love how we get to see more and more of him and his story as this series progresses. Like...this letter?!?!? Rain...RAIN. Oh my god. 

I cannot reveal much about his current status, though please know that is more out of precaution’s sake rather than a lack of trust in you. It could never be the latter. 

I had to pull away from my phone after that because OH. MY. GOD! The way this letter to Chun-ja was so formal and polite, but just so heartwrenching. And the way Namjoon addresses her son Han-jae and gave him treats. And-And the way that he signed off and asked to go on a tea date with her?!?! I’m clapping for him and hoping that he scores that date. I know I would say yes

Also side note here, but congratulations for the main character being promoted!! For me, it’s bittersweet because that was her mom’s position and I know how much she loves her and wants to do her best because that was her mother’s position, but it was just a really nice touch and I’m just so proud of her. 

Thank you Rain for this!! I’m giving your cheeks a cyber squish and giving you all of the love in all of the universes combined. Mwah😘! I’ll be back super soon!!!💕💕💕

P.S.: If I make your heart go boom, then you make my soul sparkle✨

trivia: december 1866.

some truths are easier expressed through ink.

pairing: joseon king!yoongi x reader genre: fluff, drama words: 530 contains: historical au, eunuch kim being real cute a/n: the things discussed in this chapter are based off a real historical event! 

moonlit throne index. this is drabble 15. start from the beginning?

Chun-ja-ssi,

Have you been well? How is your son?

Please accept my apologies for how long it has been since my last letter. And yes, as well for the formal tone with which I must insist on writing in, no matter how you tease me for it, as it is what I am most accustomed to…

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You hold him. You hold him until the tremors beneath your palms melt into tired breaths, the reluctant rise and fall of one who does not wish to leave this warmth just yet.

Wow….wow.

This one hurt. Alot more than what I thought actually. And I think it hurts a bit more because I read back and realized that the queen passed almost and a half later. I do have to say that I’m a bit curious to see and unpack more of the reasons why Yoongi has this bitterness toward his father and the fact that he thinks that he’s only here for one purpose. It’s an interesting dynamic to see, especially because I don’t think I’ve seen this Yoongi hold these strong feelings toward anyone before. But, I would also like to add that maybe what other people have said are true in this case: you can only be mad at someone if you love them. Maybe Yoongi does love him in a way, but maybe not. Hm….

Thank you my loveliest Rain. I’m always infatuated with you and your beautiful mind. You’re so special to me and I honestly can’t wait to read more of this series. ILY!!!! Sending you lots and lots of love💕

january 1867.

the crown is far heavier than the weight of its gold.

pairing: joseon king!yoongi x reader genre: angst words: 900 contains: historical au, minor character death, a lot of feelings, … it’s complicated (but isn’t it always?)

moonlit throne index. this is drabble 16. start from the beginning?

“He died.”

The mortar in your hands plummets to the floor. Fine, sand-colored powder spills uselessly over the wood but you barely flinch, limbs numb with shock. Before you, Yoongi’s expression is unfathomably blank, the hands by his side unmoving.

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[Did you really think that the Kharli loving Rain fest was over?]

He doesn’t know how long he has been standing here, only that the ministers are undoubtedly staring at him, waiting for his next command. It’s a feeling he still has yet to fully get accustomed to, but he must learn to take it. 

He must.

Coming back after reading the last part and thinking about the relationship between Yoongi and the main character, it’s amazing how loyal he has become toward her. And how through everything, his eyes are still searching for hers during his ascension to the throne for comfort and almost...a bit for reassurance? Like knowing that she’s there and watching him will make him feel like carrying on his duties now as King will be worth something more than just a title or a way to prove himself to be better than his father. Oooh and this:

The traditional chants ring out across the courtyard, carrying far with the whirling wind and all these emotions are stuck in his tight throat as he watches them bow before him again and again and he wishes he could have had more time but there has never been room for regret in this court and so he decides, tells himself, reminds himself, to have none.

He is king.

This part was just so powerful. It’s so booming and demanding to be heard because above all else, Yoongi knows that he must do what is right for the people of his kingdom and do it with confidence. But it all felt like everything came to a deafening cease at the very end. When his confidence begins to shake and the first of his looming duties awaits him. It's tragic really, and I’m not sure if I should be saying that now because I know that we have a LONG way to go, but...it’s just amazing how much you were able to pack in such a short form. You completely amaze me day after day Rain and I am completely and utterly thankful for you, friend. ILY SOOO MUCH!! I’m giving you my heart and soul. Thank you for making my night/morning 😅😘💕💕💕💕

interlude: february 1867.

he is king – whether or not he wants to be.

pairing: joseon king!yoongi x reader genre: drama words: 750 contains: historical au, the dreaded, the inevitable, the unexpected.

moonlit throne index. this is drabble 17. start from the beginning?

A bundle of incense clutched in a tight fist, Yoongi stands in front of the funeral chamber with trepidation trickling in his chest.

He doesn’t know how long he has been standing here, only that the ministers are undoubtedly staring at him, waiting for his next command. It’s a feeling he still has yet to fully get accustomed to, but he must learn to take it. He must.

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[Lots of loving Ash under the cut❤️]

So I read this in public while my friend was getting his flu shot, and...I just had to cross my legs and take a deep breath because I honestly didn’t know what I was expecting when I pressed the ‘Keep Reading’ button. This was hot. Hotter than anything I would’ve ever imagined, and most definitely too hot for me to be reading while two pharmacists were six feet away from me and probably wondering why my knee was bouncing so much. Just thinking about some of the scenes makes my cheeks go warm, especially when Hoseok is whispering in her ear while Yoongi is….you know🙈….

Anyways, thank you Ash for making my morning. I’m really glad that I took some time out and read this story, and I remembered while reading this that you said that you had been only writing for four months, and I had to literally pause and take a second away from reading to go “What the absolute hell?????” You’re so good, and you always make scenes so vivid in a way that you can’t miss certain details. Enough so where you feel so vulnerable to everything that’s happening within the story and it feels so raw. Thank you so much for this, friend. I’m sending you my love😘💕💕💕

No Rest for the Wicked

Word Count: 2.4k

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader x Yoongi

Genre: Smut (pwp)

Warnings: dom!Hoseok, dom!Yoongi, sub!Reader, threesome, fingering, hair pulling, unprotected sex, cumplay if you squint, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, praise, creampie

Rating: 18+

Summary: Didn’t anyone ever teach you that “prove it” was definitely not a thing to say if you weren’t expecting to get absolutely railed?

A/N: This fic is a part of my 1k Milestone Requests.

This is my second time posting because the first time didn’t tag;;;; but anyway this is the best birthday present I can give to my bby @dee-ehn​. I remembered your request and thought “well why not two biases instead of one?”

I hope you enjoy Danica, happy birthday!!!!!!

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You hate the twisting in your stomach when you realize for the first time that she is beautiful, and then you can’t seem to stop.

Oh god that hurt. It felt like a knife was slowly twisting in my gut and by the end, someone (you) just came and flicked it for pure mockery and satisfaction. The final nail on the coffin. (I’m totally kidding….maybe). 

Rain! Can we slow down on the angst just a tad. Like I knew, I KNEW that this was coming, but it doesn’t mean that it doesn’t hurt. And I know for sure that you’re laughing at me and the rest of us who are curled up in a ball trying to figure out when this angst train will stop, but like….why? Out of pure desperation, I also went back to previous chapters in the 1867/1868 timeline to refresh my memory and see if things got better then, but all there was was just angst. Do you know how much my heart is hurting right now, Rain?😩

Okay. I think I’ve whined to you enough, especially at this time in the morning, but thank you for making my heart hurt. I really appreciate it. I’m sending you my love on a space ship.😘💕

march 1867.

she is beautiful in ways you could never be.

pairing: joseon king!yoongi x reader genre: drama, angst words: 1.3k contains: longing.

moonlit throne index. this is drabble 18. start from the beginning?

Her name is Beom-su.

Her carriage arrives just as the sun reaches its highest peak in the sky, two measly days after Yoongi becomes king. The sole, precious daughter of the Minister of Taxation, as you will learn that evening from Jin-young over a dinner that is tasteless on your tongue. And because fate seems to have it out for you, you are witness to Beom-su’s welcoming procession. Castle ladies and eunuchs alike bow to her as she is helped out of her opulent gama by the servants that carried her all the way here. You hate the twisting in your stomach when you realize for the first time that she is beautiful, and then you can’t seem to stop.

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He pulled you close when the weight of your body fell against his - just as he had a hundred times before - yet this time something felt… strangely different. The laughter and unshakeable trust in your gaze was suddenly enough to leave him breathless, and - for a moment… it was as if nothing existed beyond the feel of your warmth on his skin.

“Yes,’ he whispered, letting his hold on you tighten ever so slightly, “…always.” 

Vi!! It’s been a while. I’m sorry. I hope that you’ve been well. This story was one that I had saved for almost two months now, and after allowing myself to submit and read some of the comments and spoilers of the story, that just made my want and desire to read this come to an all-time peak, and now I’m sitting here slightly off my normal morning schedule, but I wouldn’t give up reading this for the world. 

Because it has been a minute since I’ve read one of your works (again, I feel so behind, but I’m so excited to read your current stories), it felt almost as though I was coming back home after a very long trip: the feel of needing to readjust to the sights and smells, but once you are, you sink into a moment of relaxation and comfort. That’s how I felt when coming back to you. You just have this way of writing that feels like the epitome of ease and solace. You make me remember why I love reading. Why the pull to not binge your entire masterlist in a day is a blessing because you unearth those desires within me to do so. Thank you for being here. Your presence will always be one that’s favorable in my eyes and heart. 

I think that’s enough mush for the morning, but I really loved this story and I completely adore the main character. She's so witty. I chuckled a little during this part of the story:

“Why would I want a husband who didn’t get excited about pirates and smuggler caves? He’d be a wicked bore.”

“Listen I hate to shatter all your romantic daydreams, Little One, but most men are wicked bores, women too if I’m being honest,”

But she is also so charming and smart, and it was unsurprising that Yoongi continued to fall for her throughout. The flashbacks were woven in so good.  it felt like beyond my phone's six-inch screen and behind my eyelids, a movie was playing throughout my mind. It was so beautiful. So detailed and vivid, some moments took my breath away.  

 “You are the sword my hand,” his fingers fisted into the last scrap of fabric separating your body from his and rent it in half, “the arrow in my bow…” 

You gasped when he gripped the curve of your backside and ground your aching core against his thigh.

“The only goddess I ever prayed to.”

The feeling that surged throughout my chest here was ineffable. It was a moment where all of the pent up feelings and emotions came to its peak, and it was more than sexual. It was a soulful type of bond that you could see being expressed and enhanced more and more throughout due to their bond. It was a beautiful moment, and I felt delighted when I read that.  

I also had to wipe a tear from the corner of my eye once the smut came. That was surprising to say the least, but it was so sexy and intimate and...raw. I’m not sure if animalistic is another word that I’m looking for, but that too was a moment where all barriers were down. It was just pure emotions and instinct coursing through their veins throughout. And the ending?!?!?!!? That cliffhanger!!! I recently saw that you plan on adding more to this series, so I’m so excited to see what’s going to happen next.

Thank you so much Vi for this. I’m sorry that this is so long, but this story really made my morning. I’m sending you all of my love. I doubt that would equate to the feelings you brought me from the day we first talked until now, but I’ll continue to try. 💕💕

The Mark of Yun-Ki

Pairing: Min Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Hybrid/ABO AU  • Royalty AU • Fantasy AU • Daechwita AU

Summary: For a thousand years the tiger god Yun-Ki has marked the heirs of the Min Empire and thus only a marked heir can inherit the throne. When the beautiful daughter of the Min Emperor’s loyal warlord rescues a mysterious tiger hybrid from the imperial prison, she unleashes a secret that the throne would kill to protect. The young emperor claims to be the chosen heir… but who really bears the Mark of Yun-Ki?

Word Count: 8600

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: ABO/Hybrid sexual dynamics and mating, claiming/marking/biting, explicit sexual content, impreg, a brief mention of slavery, rut/heat sex

Content Notes: All flashback scenes are in italics. In this universe, being a hybrid has a distinctly spiritual/mystical connotation. 

Acknowledgements: This story was not easy to write, but… in spite of the (or perhaps because of it) I have never been prouder of anything I have ever written. It was definitely a new type of challenge and it took multiple people who are extremely special to me to bring it to life. 

To @ppersonna (Lindy) and @taetaewonderland​ (Donna) … You are truly beautiful souls. You encouraged me relentlessly, let me bounce ideas off of you, and continue to be such wonderful friends. You filled in the gap every time i doubted myself. You never let me think less of myself. I adore you. Thank you so very much. Truly.

To @lemonjoonah (Lemon) and @xjoonchildx …You saved this story. I grew frustrated with it so many times and you never ceased to provide brilliant insight into JUST what I needed to add or take away to really bring this world to life. You are lovely friends and the time you spent helping me build (and rebuild) this story have made it truly sparkle. Thank you for your care and fabulous friendship.

To @underthejoon (Fal) … You were a clear voice of wisdom and support when I began to face some significant challenges both online and in the real world. Your insight and advice have given me a much needed perspective time and again. Thank you for listening when I needed you. Thank you for supporting me when I struggled to write. And - most of all - thank you for you friendship. 

To my Angels in the BTS SMUT HUB… So many of you gave me ideas about this story and encouraged me to keep writing. When I really struggled, you sent me countless messages of support and love. You are truly my people and my heart is so full of affection for you. 

“Why is he blindfolded?”

The guard beside you shifted uncomfortably. 

“The Emperor ordered that his eyes be covered at all times.”

Your gaze traveled covertly over your surroundings, assessing the dimly lit chamber with practiced disdain. 

“Leave us.” 

“My lady, I cannot-”

“Do you know who I am, soldier?”

Your voice slashed through the air like an icy whip. 

“Y-yes, my la-”

“Then you know it is unwise to displease my family.” One jeweled hand came to rest dramatically on your chest. “Your daughter is not yet fifteen …it would be such a pity to orphan one so young.”

The soldier bowed almost too quickly. 

“I will be outside, my lady-” he bowed again and again as he backed toward the door, “I meant no disrespect-”

It slammed shut. 

Then you were alone… save for the notorious prisoner bound and blindfolded in the cell before you. 

He was clearly aware of your presence, but made no move or sound of acknowledgement, not even when your footsteps brought you to the very edge of his enclosure. 

“Prisoner AG-D2… name unknown… crime unknown…” your hand travelled up to your hair to withdraw a long silver pin, “no date of birth, no date of arrest…”

The prisoner jerked suddenly when the sound of your pin tripping the cell’s iron lock reached his unnaturally sensitive ears. 

His nostrils flared as an almost familiar scent - buried beneath a decade of fury and fear - curled through him. 

“Who are you?” he demanded.

The words were more of a growl than a question, but the only answer he received was the sound of his cell door creaking open. 

“Why are you here?” he tried again. 

Lonely silence greeted his query and he wondered idly if you meant to intimidate him. 

It will take more than that, pet. 

“I am here to tell you a story…”

The prisoner barked out an empty laugh at your strange reply.

“I love a good story,” he whispered bitterly. The corner of your mouth twitched a bit at his spirit. 

His clothes were worn, but well cared for and the body beneath them was sleek and strong. 

Wrists bound together, eyes covered… but still every inch the proud warrior. 

This was not a man accustomed to being bound. 

“You were not raised like the rest of our people… The tales of our customs and our gods were - deliberately - never taught to you…But it is past time that you knew of them.”

He grinned, granting you a wicked flash of razor sharp fangs.

“Are all the Emperor’s prisoners tortured with fairytales?”

“Charming,” you snorted, dragging a small stool from the corner of his cell. The prisoner’s ears flicked curiously at the sound.

“Aren’t you afraid of me, storyteller? What if I’ve been imprisoned for devouring beautiful women like yourself?”

You shook your head in amusement as you settled onto the stool.

“Have you devoured many beautiful women then?”

“Oh absolutely-” his grin took on a decidedly sinful slant, “but I doubt that’s why I’m here.”

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Old habits die hard.

Hi Ana,

This, like all of your other works, was nothing but stunning. I feel like you write with a certain purpose. Your writing is concise, words made to hit at a specific moment in time and no a moment too soon or too late. Every scene is written so thoroughly and vividly, it feels as if for a second, I’m not aware of the things in my bedroom, but rather the world you built in its entirety as it lays behind my eyelids. 

The part at the beginning about religion and God was very well done. There’s something about that section where it feels as if there's some type of darkness in the light, and I don’t think that it’s coming from Yoongi. As a matter of fact, I think that he was one of the purest souls in the chapel. He’s so self-aware of not only himself but the people involved in his life, and I think that is a component of purity. I’m still trying to understand what all of this means to create something cohesive, but that’s the feeling and thoughts that I gathered while reading that part. 

Another part that I really enjoyed reading was the first meet up with Yoongi and the main character. It felt...raw. Intense, but also calm? It was a conversation in the waiting, but the way you built up to this moment throughout the chapters was so astonishing and fluid. The small hints of their personalities woven in, from this by the main character:

“Look, Doc,“ he starts, sighing deeply. “What I do -- it’s not that simple to explain.”

“Turns out, I’m very smart,” you fire back. “Try me.”

To something so deep and thought-proking by Yoongi:

He turns back to face the full heat of your frustration head-on. “Do you think good people sometimes make decisions they’re not proud of?”

It was just a moment that I felt so comfortable reading, even though there was this fog of tension lingering in the background. Also, I enjoyed reading that how, through all of this, you could still feel, still know with absolute positivity that Yoongi cares for her. Know that the intense “weightless feeling” in his stomach was something more than that. And all of those emotions were emphasized and heighed up to the moment where he was urging, yearning for her to just stay and listen: 

“Doc, just — just wait a minute.” The words come out in a rush, clumsy off Yoongi’s thick tongue. “Please. Just give me one more minute.”

I could feel my breath catch here. The desperation, the landing of each of every word, and its impact were written so well and so beautifully. And it felt as if you were in the moment there too, listening to him say:

“Say something, Doc,” he murmurs. “Anything. Tell me I’m right. Tell me to fuck off. Just tell me what you’re thinking.”

It’s just...I really loved that scene a lot. 

Oh, and oh my goodness, the coffee shop scene. The feeling that I got when you mentioned how Yoongi dropped what he was doing to go visit her with no hesitation made my heart melt and cheeks warm. That scene was so raw, so intimate. And the kiss that followed after made me gasp a little. It was something that felt perfect for them and I wouldn’t be able to imagine it any other way. Though my heart did crack just a tad when she said that she was scared to like him.

The cliffhanger at the end??!?! I always knew that there was something fishy going on with Mr. Lee. I didn’t know what, but I always knew that something wasn’t right when he kept going off to these strange places. There are so many theories in my mind now, and I can’t wait to finally know who Mr. Lee is (if that even is his real name. He could be part of the underground stuff for all we know). I’m also wondering what the one thing Yoongi truly possesses is, as you said. 

Thank you so much Ana for this story. I actually decided to read this today because of everything that's going on within the U.S. and I just needed a moment where I didn’t have to worry or think about anything else, so thank you for providing me this comfort. It means more to me than the words that I could ever hope to express. I'm forever grateful for you, Ana. I hope that you’ve been well. I’m sending you my heart.💕

greedy | myg x reader | chapter three: toothpaste & coffee

summary: being a loner has never bothered yoongi until now.  until you.

pairing: yoongi x reader

genre: mafia AU, pining, eventual smut

rating: 18+

word count: 6.9K

notes:  thank you guys so much for reading my story! i’m really hoping you love this third chapter. if you do, i’d love to hear from you – send me an ask here.

beta read by the boo @hobi-gif​ who never fails to rescue me from myself in at least one scene in every chapter.

warnings: there are mentions of blood and themes of religion in this chapter.

this fic is a continuation of the Guarded Series but can be read as a standalone piece!

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Sunday morning – come hell or high water – Yoongi’s butt had to be parked in a pew.  

Church was absolutely non-negotiable for the boys of Shing Ma.

Yoongi would tug at the collars of his ill-fitting hand-me-down shirts and sit through hours of preaching in his too-tight shoes.  He would stare up at the carved wooden figure of Jesus mounted just behind the altar and Jesus would stare right back.

I see what you’ve been up to, Min Yoongi, his face seemed to say. You’re not fooling me.

Jesus always won the staring contest.

So Yoongi would spend his entire week fucking around in the streets of Daegu – skipping class and sneaking cigarettes – but on Sunday, he’d have to sweat through a sermon, trying his hardest to avoid the knowing eyes of the Lord.

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