Lilies (m)

—lilies (m)

“… white lines, pretty baby, tattoos, don’t know what they mean, they’re special just for you…”

muses. bad boy! & tattooed!jungkook x female reader words. 1.3k+ contains. smut notices. explicit sex scene, mentions of drug use, jungkook’s just rly in love (he’s also a drug dealer oops) 

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“Namjoon.” You shift on your feet. “Will I see you around?”

There is a twinkle in your eye, an intrigue he can’t quite place but ensnares him completely. It is then that he feels the slight shift in the air, the unexplainable pull in his gut, and he knows with a resigned awareness that this is far from the end.

“I think you will.”

Oh my goodness! I didn’t realize that there was another part to this series until I checked again and...wow. Wow wow wow wow WOW. One thing that is admirable about you Kiki is how you are able to weave and string so much into only a few words. Because for seven minutes, you made me feel like I was actually there, witnessing the first interaction between two people who would later forever be fated together. I am completely awestruck and I’m giving you the highest of praise right now because you too turned my darkened day into bright lights and I’m forever grateful Kiki. 

Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you. Sincerely and truly Kiki. I’m giving you my heart. 💕

Trouvaille

Author uhgood-dooghu

Pairing Underground Fighter!Namjoon x Reader

Summary He met you with blood on his hands. You didn’t even flinch.

Genre Angst, fight club!au not the movie, the concept, part of the Dichotomy universe

Warnings Mentions of violence, mentions of blood, dark & troubled Namjoon

Word Count 1.5k

a/n This takes place about ten years before Dichotomy, and Namjoon & OC are roughly 21-22 years old.

Dichotomy . . Trouvaille . . Redemancy

It’s at 11:38 PM on a Tuesday night that Namjoon realizes he’s fucked.

It doesn’t matter that he won The Fight. It doesn’t matter that he raked in a hundred grand off the back of a dying opponent. It doesn’t matter that every illegal fighter in a fifty mile radius now knows his name and the man who created him.

It doesn’t matter, because he asked for an out and caught a brass knuckle to the jaw. It doesn’t matter, because he nursed the bloody gash with nothing but his fingers as threats battered him into the concrete below his feet. It doesn’t matter, because for the first time, he understands what it means to feel powerless.

He’s fucked at 11:38 PM on a Tuesday night, and all he wants is a cigarette.

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“Has it been really lonely?” you ask, compassion leaking through the crack in your voice.

The pause is answer enough. And you expected it. What you didn’t expect, though, was his reply, “I have you now.”

Debs!!! Hello again you amazing and gorgeous human being. Honestly, I’m so glad to have taken the time to read this chapter because it’s been a while and school has left little to no free time for me. So the second I got an inch of freedom, I took it, and now I’m here.

First, I would like to say that I really missed this world as well as your own writing. It feels so light and free, and I feel comforted every time I read one of your works, so thank you for being here and continuing to share your own creations. I don’t deserve you, but I’m grateful for you.

I really loved the set up of this chapter. I mean, from the beginning you can see how the main character is trying to keep things in equilibrium on shaky ground, but once she found her footing, things just kind of took off and left little control. The repetition that was weaved throughout, all of the "You're over it" “You will not break. You’re over him.” You're over Namjoon", to show her increasing desperation to not let underlying feelings overtake her was really something beautiful. And you know that if those emotions do take over, it could mean possibly reopening the wound of what broke them apart the first time, so it’s more like a defense mechanism. A mantra to protect her and her heart. And it seemed to be working fine until this part:

“I mean, I imagined being undressed in your bed again, but I definitely didn’t think it would be like this.”

Record scratch. Freeze frame. Sir!!!! I honestly had to take a minute and pull away from my phone because I definitely was not expecting that at all. But it would be a lie if I said that it wasn’t welcomed.

It’d occurred to you once that the fates had a sense of humor, and now you’re quickly realizing that tormenting you is their favorite brand of humor.

Once I read this I was like “Alright SAMEEE!!!” It’s okay mc, we’re in this together babe.  

Also, the part that details Namjoon’s loneliness really made my heart reach out for him. Maybe it’s because during the first few chapters we see everything from the main character’s point of view and seeing her hang out with her friends and family, and we’re not really taking into account how Namjoon feels. But just reading that part made my heart yearn for him, and so did the main character’s because slowly you begin to see her submit to her inner feelings. Begin to see that she might not be as over him as she may have believed. (Okay, but pulling the 'Joonie' card and the hand on the thigh was low so I'm lowkey side-eying Yeri for now).

And then this jaw-dropper:

You’re definitely not over him.

Even though a part of me knew that this is what it would come to, it still surprised me to see it and actually have it set in stone. Now I’m curious as to how everything else will unfold between her and Namjoon and Yeri because I’m guessing she’s catching feelings for him too.

I was actually going to send my thoughts last night but my body was just so fatigued and I was mentally drained, but now that I've had some time to sleep and spend more time thinking about it, I'm just like WOW!! You really wrote this Debs! And I can’t believe that it’s taken me such a long time to get to it because it’s so beautiful. 

Thank you so much Debs! You continually amaze me each and every time you write and I’m so proud to know you and read your works. I adore you and I’m sending in my love.💕💕💕

sincerely, but no longer yours | chapter 4

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sincerely, but no longer yours | ex!kim namjoon x reader

genre | angst, exes au

summary | It started as a coping mechanism as getting the words out provided a form of catharsis. But now you can’t stop writing these love letters, even with the knowledge that they’ll never get sent. After all, who writes love letters to their ex?

word count | 4.2k

chapter rating | PG-13

warnings | none

a/n | IM SO SORRY this is late 😔😔 skldjflkj i was trying to get this out for namjoon’s bday butttt i failed HAHAH sighz life just threw consecutive curveballs my way ok but here we go!!!! part foouuuurrrr

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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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From the Ashes (M) | MYG

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader | AU: Historical + Royalty AU + Star-crossed Lovers

Genre: Angst With a Happy Ending!!! / Smut / Drama 

Summary: Someone is sobbing ugly, wrecked sounds that shatter the silence in the room. You need them to stop; it’s distracting and you need to focus. You need to clean the ash from his skin. You need to comb the knots from his hair. You need to dress his beautiful body in something befitting the king you know he is… but the sobbing is too loud, and your vision is blurry. It takes Yoongi wiping your tears away for you to realize that the gasping cries echoing off the stone are coming from you.

Rating: Explicit / 18+

Word Count: 7.4k

CW: violence (pillaging, off-screen execution of non-named characters, mentions of weapons, insinuated non-major character death; wound-mention/Yoongi’s scar); sexual content (vaginal fingering, cunnilingus, vaginal sex, creampie); other cw (pregnancy, vague historical/political/royalty drama)

A/N: This fic was commissioned by @athenakyle​! Banner and moodboard were made by @stutterfly​. Huge shout-out to @gukslut​ for helping me out with this piece so much. 😭 Historical AUs are hard, guys. Wow. 

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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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