“Yoongi returns home as the man by your side and has to come to terms with his new role as your ruling partner. It turns out to be quite the difficult task as half of the court still sees him as the unruly warrior with the ugly face. His new Queen and lover however is willing to fight the world for him and She is hellbound to show him and everyone around them just how beautiful he is.”
Pairing: Warrior!Yoongi x Queen!Reader
Genre: Fantasy, Romance, Smut
Warnings: subby!Yoongi, domish!Reader, slurs, the court being judgemental, but she is there to stand up for her man, casual nudity, sharing a bath together, handjobs, grinding, oral (m. & f.recieving), multiple orgasms (m. & f. recieving), edging, it’s sensual love making, he kneels for her in a sexy way, some hairplay, blonde Daechwita!Yoongi because he still haunts my mind
Wordcount: 13.5k
a/n: You guys wanted a second part to A Tiger’s Judgement and quite honestly warrior!Yoongi didn’t want to leave my mind either so I decided to spoil you guys! I didn’t think that the second part could ruin me more than the first one, but it did and I am ruined. 🤧💜
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They welcomed her with cheers and happy singing. It seemed that they had waited for her return. Yoongi watched as they hugged her and as she hugged them back with a smile on her face. Yoongi listened as they welcomed her with praises to the goddesses and how she told them that she missed them.
She told him that she was worried about their reactions. She worried that they wouldn’t accept her back, that another ruler had already taken the castle and that she would be sent away and damned to a life of nothingness.
Yoongi felt glad that none of her worries became reality. His warriors reclaimed the castle in her name and the people were safe and healthy. They welcomed her back gladly and just one night later a big coronation ceremony was held. They all came, the court, her remaining family, his warriors, the people. They all came and celebrated the return of the princess and her new role as the Queen. Food and drink was plenty and the music was lively.
Her siblings are with them. Her younger brother sits with his little sister as they are playing war with wooden toys. Her younger sister was dancing with her lover and just this moment the last of her siblings turns away from her after finishing the conversation.
She turns to him then.
“How are you liking the food?” you ask him.
“It’s good, I was really hungry”, he says, taking a bite of his pork ribs. They had a rich flavour and the meat was juicy. Yoongi had missed the taste quite a lot.
You watch him chew with fondness in your eyes, “I’m glad you enjoy it, eat a lot Sire. I want you leaving the festivities with your stomach aching from too much food.”
He nods his head in obedience, “I will try.”
You give him a quick smile and touch his thigh under the table. Yoongi feels himself shiver at the touch, but attempts not to let it show.
“My Queen”, one of the court’s members steals your attention from him.
Apparently people have been adopting dogs and either killing them themselves or dropping them to a kill shelter (and one even said they were flying them to poor Asian areas to be eaten) under the Twitter hashtag #pitbulldropoff
This is completely cruel and evil and word needs to get around about these demons so everyone knows what these demons are planning to do to dogs once they get ahold of them.
If you know someone or if you yourself is planning to give away a pitty by craigslist soon, DONT and wait for awhile!!!! They act like they’re going to adopt them and act all nice then they get rid of them, don’t be fooled!!
HONESTLY: REBLOG THIS IF YOU HAVE EVER SELF HARMED IN ANY WAY, SKIPPED A MEAL ON PURPOSE, BEEN DEPRESSED, FELT ALONE IN A CROWDED ROOM, HATED YOUR BODY, HATED YOURSELF, FELT LIKE YOUR NOT GOOD ENOUGH OR BEEN TOLD YOU WERENT, CRIED YOURSELF TO SLEEP, FELT SUICIDAL OR BEEN SUICIDAL
Min Yoongi has seen some shit. Some really dark, hard, sad organic shit. This is a man who was homeless for a period of time, selling music to be able to eat. Someone who gave up everything he had to devote himself to music–never knowing if it would lead anywhere.
He’s worked so hard since he graduated high school, and even before that. He got a degree in liberal arts and photography while working two jobs and trying to get accepted into BigHit.
And then he got hit by a car.
He got hit by a car and didn’t tell anyone because he couldn’t afford medical bills and couldn’t risk BigHit firing him for no longer being able to practice dance. His shoulder is permanently messed up because of this crash and is the reason that he’s not given intense dance solos. The reason he’s not on any dance line is because he got hit by a fucking car and didn’t get help.
Not to mention the mental illness aspect of his life. As someone who also struggles with depression and anxiety, I can’t even begin to put into words how hard it is. And the fact that he works so much, takes care of five little brothers, composes hundreds of songs in a year, produces nearly all of BTS’ music with minimal help……WITH these mental illnesses???? INSANE.
All he’s ever wanted was to make music, and hasn’t let anything, ANYTHING, get in his way. He lost everything for music, for his brown piano in the corner of his room.
And he just keeps growing. He’s achieved beyond his dreams. All he ever wanted was the rookie award, then artist of the year,
then billboard
and then
“..maybe…Grammy??”
and my god, he’s here and he’s landed in America and I’ve never seen him so happy and he deserves it. He deserves it so goddamn much.