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your happiness is our happiness~

namjoon mixtape: i read poetry and go stargazing. what is time? what is existence? the moon is very pretty. i hope she’s having a good day. time to drink tea by the fire and think my thoughts.

hoseok’s mixtape: my ass is fat 🍑😜 but my heart? ❤️🤔 it’s fatter 🥰✨🌈

yoongi’s mixtape: i will personally Kill God

modern day snow white and his animal friends 🥺

This is great, may I be tagged for future chapters ?

prologue (tmp) | knj

your boyfriend breaks up with you and when you tell the reason to your roommate, he offers to help you out — in a way totally unexpected.

pairing : roommate!joon x reader (f) rating/genre : 18+ // smut, hurt/comfort, roommates au, fwb au. warnings : none except insecurities wc : 1.1k note : the chapters will also be the same length as this one haha!! hope you like it!

masterlist (series) | main masterlist

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Once again, you fail.

You sigh and slump back against your headboard, tired of the situation you have found yourself in for the upteenth time. Your hands fist at your bedsheets in frustration as a tear slips past your eye.

You should not be so affected by the words of a guy who doesn't even know what he wants for himself. But somewhere, you know he tells the truth. You are inexperienced, it doesn't need a genius to figure it out. But you are tired of your little relationships ending due to that reason. It's absurd to think that these people get with you and later think they can't be much bothered by your ass.

You groan and get up, slowly trudging towards the living room. As you open the door of your bedroom, you are met with darkness, and you assume Namjoon has already retired to bed. But as you walk further into the living room, a faint light catches your eye and you see Namjoon camping on the couch with his laptop on his lap and eyebrows drawn taut. The soft light of the screen illuminates his face and you see how concentrated he is, probably finishing up his report– or watching something as you see his fingers don't move and different colors flash across his face.

You walk towards him slowly, lazily, and it's as if on cue that he pulls out his earphones and looks up at you, a slow smile building up on his lips.

"Hey– omg Y/N, you are crying?" his peaceful tone immediately switches to one of concern when he spots you with tears in your face. You sniff with a chuckle as you wipe them away with your sweater paws and he hastily shuts his laptop, keeping it away and sitting up straighter.

He extends his hand out to you and you take it without second thought, rushing to sit beside him as he wraps and arm around your shoulder, letting go of your hand. He looks at you with a look you can't decipher – half because of the lack of light in the room and half because of your already blurry gaze.

"What happened?" His voice is soft, and it makes your worries fade away, if only a little.

"We, we broke up." you provide and he sighs, as if expecting that very reply. In hindsight, it should hurt you that your relationships and their early demise is so predictable that people don't even try twice before putting in their guesses. But, it's also the blatant truth. And you have known Namjoon for more than two years now, so you understand that his reaction is from no place of contempt.

His thumb rubs soft circles on the skin of your forearm and he pulls you in a little, understanding you. It's when he says your name again, in a comforting way, that you spill.

"He said," a chuckle makes its way past your lips as you recall the ridiculous reasoning of your now ex boyfriend, "he said that I am way too inexperienced for his taste." you finish, and even though you don't expect Namjoon to react instantly, you don't get any reply from him for a few too many seconds which makes you turn your head towards him.

You find him looking at you with wide eyes and slightly parted lips, as if he was going to say something but stopped before the syllables rolled off his tongue. As soon as he notices your eyes on him, he closes his mouth and gulps, before speaking.

"He said what?"

You laugh, forgetting that this is the first time you are actually spilling your breakup woes to your roommate. Usually if he asks the reason, you play it down, too embarrassed to let him know the actual one– but this time, you didn't hold back. Something you know you will overthink later but right now you can't care much.

"Yeah. He's not the first one though." A furrow forms between his eyebrows and he throws a look at you which shouts 'explain' and so, you do.

"I don't have much sexual experience. And sometimes, it has been the cause of the demise of my relationships. Though only three of them have met the same fate as this one, it's still a thing now for me." you don't think your explanation is understandable, but your roommate understands you.

"That's ridiculous."

"I know." you whine, punctuating your sudden change in tone with a laugh. He notices it, but doesn't question you. Of course, the ever sweet and understanding Namjoon. You continue, though, "But I feel like it's the truth. I mean, I am pretty inexperienced," you avert your eyes from his gaze before speaking more, "College was pretty bland for me. And I know sexual experiences don't dictate one's life, it's just my own–" you cringe before saying that word, "desire to explore more."

You are again met with silence, but this time it was expected. He is not your best friend for you to rant to him about your sexual experiences– or lack thereof. You mindlessly breath him in as his hold around your shoulders never loosens.

This was a bad idea, you think now. How are you supposed to go on with your day knowing the man in the room beside yours knows how you struggle with your exploring your sexuality. You almost think of finding a new apartment to move into before you hear his voice, soft and unsure, but still audible and there.

"I can help."

Did you, did you hear him right?

"Huh?"

He removes his hand from your shoulder and turns to face you completely, and you turn to him too, moving on autopilot.

"I said, I can help you. I have a little bit of experience and I can help you explore your needs." he explains with a light shrug, as if offering you to help you buy the grocery.

It's not that simple, you wanna shout at him. But the words get stuck in your throat as you think more about it. Namjoon offering to help you? Help you with literal sex endeavours? This hot tall guy who everyone has a crush on, or may you say would like to be crushed by is offering you this? Be real now, you'd be a fool to deny it.

But another, rational part of your brain (hardly awake and coherent) wonders if it would be a good idea for you both as roommates. Won't it affect your relationship? As friends? Your lips form a pout and you wonder out loud a simple,

"How?"

Namjoon seems to mull over your question, a few seconds of stillness passing by between you too. You aren't actually thinking much, just waiting (a little too eagerly) for his reply, when a slightly sheepish look crosses his features and he suggests,

"Well, for starters, do you have any toys?"

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Like Pavlov’s Dogs (m)

request fill for an English Literature sequel and namjoon + kinks

Bc I’m a nerd.

Warning: graphic Namjoon smut, bondage and breath-play 

Word Count: 8,215

You curse yourself as you trudge your way into your 8 am introductory psychology lecture. A combination of unfortunate circumstances have led up to you having to get up at the crack of dawn every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday morning, such as the fact that this class is required for biology majors and that the professor is an anal jerk who makes her lectures mandatory. You sleepily sign in your name at front near the professor’s podium, then slump into your normal seat at the very back of the auditorium.

Damn Professor Ji for mandatory lectures. Damn the school for making this class so early. But most importantly, damn Namjoon for keeping me up so late last night.

A shiver runs down your spine at the memory of your date night with the boyfriend, and you unconsciously rub your still-sore thighs. A hot blush spreads across your face, and you busy yourself with setting up your laptop before anyone sitting in your vicinity can notice.

Half an hour later, and you’re about to pass out from boredom. You gave up on scrolling through cat memes online a long time ago, and simply stare down at Professor Ji with droopy eyelids, pinching yourself every few seconds to keep from falling asleep.

She’s blabbering on and on about behaviorism and learning in that dull monotone of hers that makes you never want to learn another thing your entire life. Your eyelids are about to slide shut permanently when something catches your attention.

“Now let’s talk about the best known example of classical conditioning with Ivan Pavlov and his dogs…”

You sit up in your seat, all grogginess shaken off, as you listen to her lecture with enrapt interest. Classical conditioning… ?

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Tigerboy

➭ “You, a docile rabbit hybrid, have been waiting a long time to meet the mysterious tiger hybrid, Kim Namjoon.”

pairing: namjoon x reader

genre: hybrid AU, smut

wordcount: 9.3k

✾ Zodiac Hybrids Masterlist ✾

❀ 5 / 8 of my oneshot requests ❀

*warnings* : hybrid sex, rough sex, orgasm control, derogatory language during sex, possessive!Namjoon, dom!Namjoon, use of a collar, lovebites/marking, breathplay, hair pulling, mentions of knotting, this is basically porn

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“NO MATTER YOUR SKIN COLOR OR GENDER IDENTITY, SPEAK YOURSELF.”

- Kim Namjoon, President of the Entire Galaxy

he’s so fine

ARMY go home, Joon’s one true love is black bean noodles.

♡

look at the little nose scrunch ;~;

“this song is my heart’s title song”

♡

breathtaking ♡

why is namjoon always acting like he’s on the office (sitcom) 😂

<3 (cr. namuspromised)

trivia: love at tokyo dome ♡ [cr. namuspromised]

THE WAY I FUCK WITH KIM NAMJOON

RM REALLY SAID FUCKING COLONIZERS WITH HIS WHOLE CHEST

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