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Forgot To Add This But Im Really Really Excited For The Elites Series!!
forgot to add this but im really really excited for the elites series!!🩷
Thank you for your enthusiasm for Elites series <3 I can't wait to release it too ~
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I think i’ve never read a sub joon fic. Recommend me any good ones please 🥹
Treasure✧yandere!dragon!pjm

Jimin loves to collect sparkly riches and playthings. You just happen to be the next treasure that ignited his obsessive desires.
Type: Faerie dragon hybrid ✦18+ ✦xtremity; 6 ✦pairing: Faerie dragonhybrid Jimin x female reader ✦genre: pwp smut, hybrid, yandere, fairy tale ✦word count: 4.7k ✦warnings: light stalking, he calls you treasure a lot hah, possessive/obsessive behavior, dubcon, profanity, smut, you guys begged for big dragon dick here you go, mouth fucking, cum feeding, jimin licks your panties lmao, Torrential downpour of cum(thanks chim), his cock bulges your stomach?, rough fucking, degdrading dirtytalk, impreg kink, fluffy ending if you squint.
A/N: idk what the fuck this is, the plot is made up for the sake of smut and I just wanted to get some good dick in. I hope you enjoy, please praise me if you liked it, I worked hard on this. xoxo Also big thank you to my lovely @carly-bean-blog for making this gorgeous banner edit of my faerie jimin, ily <3

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Lol the dynamic between you and readers is hella funny 😂😂 The writer being bullied by own readers 🤣
This behaviour is unacceptable 😔 I will sue everyone
the reblog is hinting possible sub jimin from you
Don’t give me ideas anon. I’m not capable of this 😔
the witch’s red hat | knj
Kim Namjoon is a college student who was just walking down the street when he passed a retro coffee shop he’d never seen before. There’s always a red witch’s hat hanging in the doorway.
One afternoon, Namjoon spots that same hat in the crowd while shopping, but its owner remains a mystery. When curiosity finally gets the better of him and he decides to go in, he meets a cocky girl who claims to be a witch and to be working there against her will.


Word count: 10k
Warnings: BDSM, slave/owner dynamics, existential crisis, anti-capitalism, a stupid vine reference with absolutely no plot depth.
# sub!namjoon, dom!reader, dom!reader, coffee shop AU, magic AU, latex kink, mistress kink, oral sex (female receiving), guided masturbation, orgasm denial, tsundere reader going soft for Joonie (who wouldn’t), heel job, cum play, use of cock ring, use of collar, vaginal sex, use of restrains.
Don’t you ever look at Namjoon and think, “Hell, he’s such a big clumsy teddy bear”. Well, I do. I love him :’(


The ‘90s are a decade of nostalgia. We cloned a sheep, put robots on Mars, and created the Internet. The housing market was booming. The iconic Titanic, everyone’s quintessential romance movie, was released in the 1990s, too. But, like all good things, it came to an end.
All we have left is a bitter sense of nostalgia.
Namjoon, as keen as he is on advancement, emancipation, and all things new, feels from time to time that he would love to go back in time. Even if it was only for a minute. To play with his videogames as if they had just been released, to truly witness how the internet worked when it was only taking baby steps and not the foundation of his social life. Pure curiosity.
But as a senior student with a big fat loan and a termination letter in his hand, he has to look forward. Towards the future – or towards next month, at least, as he needs a way to pay for his flat’s rent despite having been fired after breaking yet another coffee machine at the café.
Adult life sucks, most certainly.
He is now sitting on a park bench first thing in the morning on a Saturday. What could be sadder than that? That it was Sunday instead?
Out of all the part-time jobs Namjoon has ever had, this one was the best: the manager was not that much of a dick, the shifts didn’t tend to last longer than stipulated, most of the customers were regulars who knew what they were coming for, and the paycheque was enough to cover his monthly expenses.
But life likes to play dirty, so here he is, sitting on a bench, almost broke and with no job.
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