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pairing: min yoonji x reader / word count: 9.7k / genre: f x f smut, assassin!au

summary: a fic inspired by this post and that’s pretty much it-

warnings: sexually explicit content (NSFW), talk about death/assassination (nothing graphic dw! but they are assassins, so), mild violence, unnecessarily sexually charged lipstick application, face riding, fingering, multiple orgasms, oral (f giving/receiving), use of restraints, overstimulation, squirting, kind of dom!yoonji?

a/n: this is an entirely self-indulgent fic I wrote as a gift to myself for my bday, it’s a lil rushed bc I wanted it done for today! women are so very beautiful and I am so very weak, thank you ladies for all being so amazing ily. this was meant to be a short pwp and now it’s almost 10k but I have no regrets bye

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la petite mort French literal meaning: ‘the little death’; also an expression used to refer to the brief loss or weakening of consciousness, specifically the sensation of orgasm as likened to death; an orgasm.

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“What a loyal little maid I have,” she muses aloud, “even her pussy is ready to serve me. Is that right?”

I’M CRYIIIIING 😭😭😭😭 YOONJI, MY FUCKIN QUEEN

empress!yoonji x reader smut

genre: royalty!au || word count: 3.5k || warnings for sexually explicit context: lesbian smut, oral, fingering, dom!yoonji, sub!reader, a little dirty talk/degradation.

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“Come on, pretty lady, let us show you a good time!”

You cringe and duck your head down, attempting to push past the two men crowding your vision, but it’s no use. You were distracted before; watching the Empress command the legions of men that served her was always a sight to behold, and you hadn’t seen the two guards sneaking up, cornering you in the hallway.

“Cat got your tongue? That’s a shame, I quite like it when they squeal for me.”

The first rule of being a maidservant in the palace was that you weren’t allowed to defy or refuse a direct order. In short, you couldn’t kick them between the legs and scream ‘fuck off!’ like you wanted to. “M-my apologies, sirs, but I have to be going now. My lady is waiting for m- oh!” You squeal in shock and jump back as a hand snakes up your skirt, crashing into the wall. “Please, I don’t-”

“What is the meaning of this? Jae-hoon, you’ll remove that hand from under her skirt or I’ll remove it from your wrist.”

Like lightning, the intruding arm is snatched back. “Your Royal Highness, I was only-”

“I don’t want to hear it. Report to your superior and ask him kindly for ten lashes as recompense for shirking your duties. Shoo.”

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Hello hi yes the queer content? Fulfilled. Please refresh daily.

Of the Yoonji’s i’ve written, they’ve all been soft on the inside. So this Yoonji, ordering patience and making puns while grabbing y/n’s ass?

Dead.

“bemused glimmer in her catlike eyes” the way I could picture this. My heart skipped a beat. I want those eyes staring up at me from between my thighs (which she’s holding up to keep me from falling because caring doms are the best doms).

come dine with me

A/N: hello no banner bc i wrote this out of pure horniness and it’s only a drabble but yoonji eating you out in the kitchen that is all thank you for coming. also i am dedicating this as a gift to my darling girlfriend @honey-boyyoongi​ it is only the distance between us that is making me write this instead of just doing it so y’all better be thankful we’re ldring

pairing: yoonji x reader ||| word count: 1.4k ||| genre: pwp

warnings for sexually explicit content: oral, fingering, teasing, soft dom yoonji

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You love to watch her cook.

She moves around the kitchen as graceful as a dancer, your Yoonji, majestic from the curl of her fingers holding an onion as she dices it, to the rhythmic flick of her wrist while she tosses the contents of a sizzling pan.

Normally you feel your heart swell at the domestic sight, at how lucky you are and how talented she is, but you can’t deny that your blood is rushing for an entirely different reason.

“Stop squirming, you’re distracting me.”

You freeze at her low tone, halting your hips even as they ache to grind on the stool you’re sitting on. “Yoonji…”

“Be patient. I just need to prep this and then it can go in the oven.”

Biting your lip, you squeeze your thighs tightly together as your girlfriend tosses her sleek brown hair over her shoulder with a careless jerk of her head. It had been growing quickly all summer, and she’d long since surpassed her usual bob length. You could tell the longer locks bothered her, always forgetting to tie it up, but you had a much more positive view. All the better to tug, in your opinion.

The thought brings a whine to the back of your throat, and you cough hastily to mask it.

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Whiny Babygirl

Pairing: Min Yoonji x Reader

Genre: Smut

Summary: really whiny, cute, and needy yoonji getting fucked by her girlfriend

Warnings: excessive amounts of pet names, double sided dildo woo, uhmmmmmmmmm, whiny, needy, babygirl yoonji, mommy kink?,

You rolled your hips, adding an even harder pressure than before. Yoonji’s mouth gaped open in a breathy moan, her back arched slightly more and you didn’t miss the way her toes curled against the sheets.

“Feel good baby?” She squirmed as you pushes back into another hard thrust. “Being such a good girl for mama, yeah? Making mommy feels so good.”

She whimpered more at the soothing names that oozed with your honey sweet voice. Each little muttered praise sending chills up her spine and a clench to her walls. The glittery pastel dildo didn’t stray her a single squelching sound that came from down there. You fucked into her again, a loud squish and cute little cum bubbles emerged from her tight heat.

“M-mama,” she whined in embarrassment, her slim fingers releasing the sheets to instead grip your shoulders and bring you closer. Her face immediately hiding in the crook of your neck and shoulder.

“What? It’s cute when your little pussy does that, all nice and pink and wet for me. It’s basically a hello and thank you.” You laughed at her clinginess as she pulled you closer in even more embarrassment. You could feel her forehead and cheeks heat up and could only imagine the cute blush that intensified on her face.

“Mama, p-please stop...teasing!” she whined more, getting another strong roll of your hip. You hummed, feeling the other end of the strap on push against your walls.

“Okay, kitten. I’ll stop.” You sighed in defeat, only to grin in success as you felt her small frame shiver again. Another hip thrust, another breathy moan, another pet name.

“My sweetheart”

“mmh...”

“My babygirl”

“....Ah-!”

“Sound so sweet”

“...ma-mama”

“My prettybaby doll”

She whined much higher this time. Your hips barely moving faster than before, but it was enough for her to cry out of pleasure. Your walls squeezed around the other end that started to squish around with the faster, harder thrusting.

Your hands began wondering, trailing down Yoonji’s pale legs, to her hips and soon trailing under her ironic black cropped T-shirt. Your fingers gently massaging and caressing the smooth abdomen before gracing over coarse lacey texture. Instinctively you pulled the shirt of your girlfriend so that you could Fock at the lingerie piece in peace. Yoonji’s hands had left your shoulder by the time you flew the shirt away, covering the black lace material.

“I-it’s embarrassing....” she panted, your thrust never letting up.

“Nothings embarrassing when it’s you and me, darling” you lean down and hum against her pouty lips, kissing them sweetly and coaxing her arms away from her chest.

The bralette was completely black, a pretty pattern on the edges and florals threading on the cups. Her just below average boob size perfectly accented by the gorgeous piece. Your locked your lips, suddenly dry, and caressed over her soft breasts with your thumb. Pressing gently over the material in small circles, finally rubbing over her nipple that quickly stiffened to a peek.

“I love it, baby. So gorgeous. Except....I’d like to see it off.” You swiftly skin your hands to the back of the bralette, I clipping the fabric piece and throwing it aside as well. Your head immediately dove down to pepper kisses across the expansion of her chest, small gasps leaving her lips whenever you’d go over her cute pink nips.

“Mama, mama....wan-wanna cum,” she squirmed even more now, your lips attaching to one of her little peeks and drawing a long moan from her throat. “P-please...I’ve been good” You release the hard nipple with a pop, just to smile up at her and give a comforting kiss of reassurance.

“Okay, babygirl. Let mama make you cum.” You whisper against her lips right before you began plowing into her. The double sided strapon making you both moan with every loving thrust.

Yoonji’s cute tits bounced with the force, her voice starting to come out in breaths. Your mind immediately told your to praise her, and so you did, muttering cute little names to her, how good she was being for you. Both of you staring at each other in pure euphoric bliss. Your stomach began to knot as your orgasm rose at an alarming speed. Luckily Yoonji was also much closer to cumming than you.

“m-m-ama,....I’m close-feel it in my tummy.” Yoonji cried out it a tiny voice.

You smile at her tone that she gives when close to cumming after being so needy and whiny, absolutely loving the fact of how she sounds like an actually baby.

“Me too, baby. Me too.” You pants, moaning against her round cheeks before raining kisses against them all together. “My girl, so good and pretty for me”

You thrust barely harder, but yoonji feels it, of course she does, because all it Took was one to push her over the edge. Her cute like pink pussy lips twitching and clenching as you saw the smallest hint of liquid leak from it. Your thrusting barely faultered till a couple seconds later where you were coming with a moan to Yoonji’s neck.

Soft gentle kisses were being littered across her neck, collarbones, and face as you waited for her to come out of her blissful state. Her eyes glossy as they opened and stared at you.

“Y-Y/n...?”

“Hi, kitten”

“That felt good,” she muttered, hugging your waist and pulling you down for cuddles. Glad that you had already taken the strap off and cleaned her of the mess. “T-Thank you, mama”

You grin at your adorable girlfriend, who once again began to burrow in your shoulder for safety.

“Of course, baby.”

“I love you, Y/n”

“I love you too, Yoon”

Trouble || M.YJ

Pairing : Min Yoonji X Reader

Genre : fluff sort of idk

Summary : In which Min Yoonji gets introduced to someone even worse than herself, you.

Wordcount: 0.4k 

Pt. 2 || MASTERLIST

[ A/N: I'm sure we're all secretly attracted to Yoonji, so here's a smoll drabble. Enjoy!]

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“ Who's that?” Yoonji asks him, her eyes motioning to the black haired girl who's quietly scribbling away in her notebook.

The class president's mouth opened and closed like a fish before giving her a hesitant answer.

“ That's Y/N, but she only brings people trouble. I'd recommend staying away from her.” Jimin answers.

“ Why's that?” She asks, now curious.

You looked like nothing but a sweet deer from here, delicately making notes and sometimes talking to your friends without taking your eyes off your notebook.

“ Just, trust me. I've heard she's got a criminal record and her and her friends have been kicked out for a few days more often than not.” He tells her.

Her eyebrows shoot up in suprise.

“ Wait, are you seriou-”

“ L/N, you draw in art class, not in Chemistry. Does this look like art class to you?” The teacher suddenly cuts Yoonji off as he scolds you.

You huff, continueing to draw and not even looking up at the teacher as you answer him.

“ I don't know old man, you tell me.” You say uninterested.

The teacher looks pissed by your answer, and Yoonji watches as he swipes his hand out to grab your notebook.

Your reflexes are quick, and you manage to keep it out of his grasp.

“ Hand me the notebook, L/N.” He says, obviously pissed now.

“ You really want to make a big deal out of my notebook? What an adult you are. Also why're you scolding me when I'm not even disturbing your lesson when there's currently three people on their phone and more than a few gossiping about nothing?” You ask him.

He huffs.

“ Detention.” He tells you before storming back to the whiteboard.

You don't seem bothered by his words in the slightest as you turn back to quietly scribbling in your notebook.

“ See, I told you  She's nothing more than trouble.” Jimin tells Yoonji, making her set her focus back onto him.

She nods, words not really forming in her mouth.

She's always heard from other people that she's the kind of girl your parents tell you to stay away from, she's never heard about someone like you. Someone who's probably worse than her.

Suddenly she sees you grinning at your notebook before your eyes lock with hers.

She understands what it means, you've heard them.

Trouble (pt.2) || M.YJ

Pairing : Min Yoonji X Reader

Genre : fluff

Summary : Now that Yoonji had gotten introduced to you, she wanted to know you. Are you really as bad as people had told her?

Wordcount : 1.5k lol

Pt.1 || Masterlist

[ A/N : The fanart ain't mine, randomly stole it from Pinterest lol.]

" I heard you cause trouble." Yoonji says as she sits down in front of the girl who's caught her eye.

You look up from your phone with a questionable look in your eyes.

" And who are you exactly?" You ask her, no undertone of politeness.

Yoonji blushes in embarrassment, having forgotten to introduce herself due to wanting to know you.

" Sorry, my names Yoonji." She tells you.

You smirk cheekily at her.

" Nice to know the pretty girl has a name. I'm Y/N by the way. And to response to your assumption earlier, do you believe them?" You ask her, holding strong eye contact as you ask her.

Yoonji shrugs her shoulder, a small smile making it's way to her own face.

" I don't know, haven't decided yet." She answers you honestly.

There's a small glint in your eyes which could mean you're surprised by her answer, but if you are, you don't really show it.

" Yah, Yoonji, break almost ended, let's go back to our lessons." 

Yoonji groans in displeasure of the appearance of her twin brother. Of course he's always there to interrupt her moment with hot girls, ( who are most probably not gay, but it's worth a try anyway.)

She sighs dramatically, making her twin roll his eyes before greeting you.

" See you around I geuss?" She smiles at you one last time before attempting to leave.

She gnaws on her lip for a moment as she glances at you when she's stood in front of the table the two of you are seated at, lowkey wanting to ask for your number but not having the guts for it.

" Yoonji." You softly call out to her as you too leave your seat.

She turns to look at you.

" You free tonight?" You ask her.

She nods enthusiastically, hoping you're asking to hang out at last.

" Good, dress casual. I'll pick you up at 7." You smile at her with a lopsided smile as you push a piece of paper into her hand before turning around and leaving.

Yoonji stares at you with admiration shining in her eyes as you leave the room, still not believing what just happened. She smiles like a giddy school girl before looking at the small piece of paper in her hand.

( Your Phone Number Xx) - Don't forget to text me sweetheart ;)

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And so Yoonji is stood in front of her mirror later that afternoon, her room a mess as she's trying to pick out the perfect clothes for her first ever date.

Being lesbian had made it difficult for her to find a girlfriend who she could go on dates with. Until today she was actually starting to believe that she was the only lesbian around. She's tried out online dating too, but she just couldn't find the physical affection she needed. She really hoped that this date would work out.

" Yah, fatass, did you steal my charger agai- You going somewhere?" Yoongi cuts himself off as he sees his sister dressed up for once.

The twins look at each other awkwardly for a few moments before Yoonji finally breaks it.

" Close the door behind you and I'll tell you." She tells him in a hushed tone.

He knew she was a lesbian, but their parents didn't.

And so Yoongi does as asked, crossing his arms afterwards and waiting for an explanation.

" I have a date." Yoonji smiles excitedly as she smiles at him.

Yoongi nods, actually happy for his sister, tough he doesn't show her in his facial expression. It doesn't matter tough, she knows her brother well enough to know that he's happy for her.

Instead of saying anything, he checks out her outfit.

" What do you think?" She ask him.

He cocks his head to the side before answering.

" Too short." He tells her before rummaging trough the mess of clothes on her floor.

" What? No it isn't. I tough it's cute." Yoonji looks puzzled as she looks at herself trough the mirror again.

The black with pink printed crop top looks fine, even if she raises her arms all the way nothing is revealed, her skirt is admittedly on the short side, but not too bad unless she bends over all the way, plus she's wearing a pair of shorts underneath anyway.

" Here this is better." Yoongi grins as he holds up a huge sweater against her. 

She huffs and swats it away.

" Oh c'mon. My baby sister is growing up, I can't allow that." Yoongi fakes a pout.

" I'm older." She huffs.

" Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just don't let her break your heart." He tells her softly before pulling her into a hug.

" I'll be fine." She giggles.

They talk a little more before the doorbell rings, and Yoonji almost yeets to the door, not having expected that you'd actually ring the bell, thinking that you'd call her that you would call once you were in front of her door.

She runs downstairs, hoping to beat her parents to the door, however, she failed, and she only hopes that you're not mentioning the word 'date' to her parents.

" Yoonji, I think you forgot to mention to that you'd go out with a friend tonight. I assume the two of you will just grab something out to eat?" Yoonji's father asks her.

She opens her mouth to answer, but you beat her to it.

" We will sir, tough we might end up talking for a while too, but don't worry I'll have her home before midnight." You smile.

Yoonji's parents smiles at you, and Yoonji herself is only too happy by the sight.

" Don't you think she'd make a good girlfriend for Yoongi-" 

" Alright mom, dad, we'll be going now." Yoonji cuts off her parents hurriedly as she leaves the house quickly, taking you with her by wrist.

She hears her parents yell out greetings before closing the door.

" I'm sorry about that." She mumbles as she lets go of your wrist, avoiding your eyes.

" You didn't come out yet?" You ask her softly.

She shakes her head wordlessly, and you nod in response.

" Okay, well, let's go." You cheer as you motion for her to follow.

She's relieved you don't pry, but concerned when you walk in the opposite direction of town.

" Where are you going? Town is that way." She tells you.

You look confused for a moment behead smiling and shaking your head.

You don't say anything as you take her hand and instead lead her to an old black and yellow lined Hyundai Azera first model. You suprise her by taking out your keys and unlocking it by inserting the key.

" My lady'." You smile as you open the passenger door for her.

She wordlessly steps in, you shutting the door behind her and walking over to the driver's side.

"Sorry that my car's this old and cranky by the way." You smile embaressedly as you close the door behind you.

Yoonji smiles at you and shakes her head.

" Don't worry about it, your car looks fine. I don't know a lot of people our age who own a car anyway." She tells you.

" I work at a car garage, this one came in all beat up, the owner left it to be brought to a dump, I was allowed to fix it up as long as I bought the stuff with my own money." You tell her proudly, starting up the engine.

" That's really cool. Can I ask you a question?" She wonders out loud.

" How did you come out to your parents?" She asks curiously.

You swallow and your eyes harden, making her worry that you asked the wrong question.

" My parents are not with me, let's just say." You tell her, your eyes focusing on the road.

" Oh. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry." She says guiltily.

You shake your head, not saying anything as you start to speed off.

The next moments are in tense silence, until you break it.

" So, I know the first date is supposed to be fancy and stuff, but I hope you don't mind Mackey D's for our first date." You smile at her shortly.

She laughs, not at all minding.

" It's okay, I don't mind. Anywhere is fine as long it's with you." She says with a smile before turning red, did she really just say that out loud?

You've turned a soft pink too, and a laugh leaves your throat at her answer.

" Damn, you're adorable. And don't worry, I'll take you out on a proper date after this one." You smile widely.

She turns pink in response.

[ A/N : Someone tell me they like it, and I might make a pt.3 lol]