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"...You’re my family, nothing about you can ever disappoint me,”

I honestly can’t believe that this is the end. Keeping Things Simple and the rest of this series has made me so so happy. I loved getting notifications for a new chapter update, sometimes during the middle of the night too, and staying up just to read that one part to go back asleep again with a smile. 

Seeing the end of this series is bittersweet, but more sweet than anything else. I’m so glad that Namjoon and the m.c. were able to find their happiness together and amongst one another, and with Jinhae. I’m happy that she was able to get her job back and get pregnant. I guess that Mark wasn’t the one with the ✨magic cum✨. Those two really are soulmates😂.

Anyways, thank you so so so so soooooo much Sam for always putting a smile on my face with not only this series, but other stories that you have written. I’m going to miss these characters so much, but thank you for making my heart feel at ease. I’m sending you my love!💕💕💕💕

omg i’m so sad :( time to say goodbye to dr joon :( well…not completely. obviously like with aaos, i will be only too happy to revisit this story with epilogue drabbles !!!!! but i do want to thank everyone who has followed this story and sent so so much love, i really am overwhelmed by the love this and aaos recieved, i can never ever get over it lmao !!! thank u!!! dr!joon + dr!reader, f2l, fake marriage, fluff !!! and more fluff !!! with extra fluff !!!!

note: if u see spelling errors…pretend u don’t :)

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So you’ll save it. You’ll hold it inside just an hour longer. Just until you’ve had Namjoon one last time. When he still looks at you like you’re a goddess and not some god damn burden.

Fallon! Ms. Fallon! Are you trying to make me cry??? Not that I’m not already doing so right now as I try to understand this mechanism, but like, even more??? It was out of pure luck that I got to my study break check-point and I saw that you posted this beautiful, picturesque piece that made me reset my timer so that I had a few extra moments to read it. A few extra minutes to tell you how amazing this was and that I’m so incredibly happy that you share your writings. They always make my day (well, technically night right now...Actually, it’s technically tomorrow for me so...), but they give me a reason to smile like a complete idiot, but also leave my heart shattered into a million pieces on the floor before me, for a while. 

Thank you for sharing this Fal. And thank you so much for your writings overall. Now I  have to get back to studying before my timer yells at me again. Sending you my love💕

friends shouldn’t.

pairing: namjoon x female reader

rating: m for mature

word count: a small 635

Rationality is but a foreign concept whenever his lips are on yours. With each press they claim more and more of the sensical sections of your lust addled mind. They open you up to a higher plane of consciousness, one that prioritizes pleasure over practicality and longing over logic.

It’s easy to be with him like this. Easier than you originally thought possible given the years you spent quietly pining for the warmth of his affection. You’re still not sure how it happened. Nor are you certain exactly when the lines of friendship blurred into something more carnal. It seems like just yesterday he first kissed you on this very couch.

He does more than just kiss you now. Rather he ravages you, consumes you whole as often and as eagerly as he can. But friends shouldn’t touch you like Namjoon does. Friends shouldn’t fuck you like the world is ending each and every time. Friends shouldn’t hold you like they don’t intend on letting go.

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Your hands run over his chiseled torso to feel the uneven flesh beneath your fingertips. Years of training, of fights both won and lost, of facing opponents with a lust for blood, have hardened him, left a mosaic of scars in their wake to mark and maim the bronze canvas. He hides them behind a mural of art. Blots out the ever-present reminders of the choices he’s made in a storm of black and grey.

He is ashamed.

But to you, he is beautiful.

Hi Kiki! First, before I say anything else, I would like to say that you are so damn amazing and I am completely in awe of you. I’ve had this story sitting in my to-read list for what feels like the longest, but I can’t tell you how glad I am to finally have some free time to sit down and read this. I honestly don’t know what I was expecting when I pressed the ‘Keep reading’ but it certainly was not this masterpiece. You completely blew my expectations out of the water and sent my heart to the highest of heavens, and I am completely and utterly grateful for you and your talent here. 

The way you began this story was so picturesque, and it felt like you set up the tone so well. I’m not sure why, but I kept imagining this blue-grey haze as I continued reading. It’s most likely because of the header (good job Ana/ @xjoonchildx), but this story was so incredibly vivid. 

He is tense beneath your lips, but he always is, carrying his burdens on broken bones. 

This line was so dark for me to read, but also very and poetic. It's a strange sensation to feel after reading that line because it's like a light in the darkness and you're not sure if you should go toward it or continue to surrender and swim in it, but it’s beautiful in a way. Like Yin-Yang. That’s how I feel when I think about the surface versus reading deeply. The way your writing is so bright and refreshing in contrast to this world is truly astonishing.

He’s not ok, a fact you both know. He hasn’t slept much since his last match, a brutal victory against a vengeful competitor. That night, you had nursed his wounds with steady hands, whispered words of reassurance into his ear, stripped his emotions bare until he was sobbing into your chest. 

He’s not a monster. He’s not evil. He’s just surviving. But barely. And that’s why you always ask.

Now that I’m rereading this line, it’s hitting a bit stronger in my chest now in comparison to the first time I read this. I think this is the first time that you really begin to see the depths of their relationship and how impactful this job is for both of them. It’s beautifully tragic, but I’m glad that they have each other to have and to hold during these trying times. My heart is also swelling a bit more just because of the rawness between them. It’s unlike anything I’ve seen before and it’s bit overwhelming to see how much love they have for each other, but it’s oh so beautiful. 

But the underground is lawless, and you know he doesn’t have a choice. Debts, loyalties, threats… all cruel dictators of the life Namjoon’s been forced to lead. And lead it he will, as long as you are living and breathing beside him. As long as you are there to rebuild him when he crumbles.

This part honestly took my breath away. I could feel the pain, but it’s that same pain that keeps urging them to fight both together and for one another (this sounds so cheesy I'm sorry), but I think that by knowing this, you can see why it’s so easy for them to love each other and I think that is their own dichotomy. 

But on nights like tonight, between matches, in the wake of training, he likes to be teased. Likes you to drag out his pleasure, because it reminds him he is still alive. Still capable of feeling something good. Still worthy of something good, even with a line of broken bodies trailing his own battered soul.

Oh god, this was just too beautiful. I really have nothing much to say after that, but...wow.

“You deserve me, Namjoon. You deserve the whole world.” 

I think it was at this point where my eyes began to water just a tad because of how vulnerable you see Namjoon start to become. All of his fears and doubts coming to the surface during such an intimate time is really earthshattering in my eyes, but I love how the main character is able to pull him back together and comfort him. Piece by piece. 

You found the boy beneath the man, and you want to give him the world.

You wish some things were different. But not him.

You saved me from myself. 

Annnddd...there's the tear. 

My heart hurts. Everything was so beautiful, even more than anything that I could ever imagine. I love this. And I'm so in love with your writing it's absolutely ridiculous. Thank you so much Kiki for making my day. I really needed this, and this story and your words were the perfect antidote. Thank you again, Kiki. Truly. I’m so grateful for you. I’m sending you my love.💕💕💕

Dichotomy [M]

Author uhgood-dooghu

Pairing Underground Fighter!Namjoon x Reader

Summary He doesn’t want this life. But it’s the hand he’s been dealt. He is falling, but you are his safety net.

Genre Smut, angst, fluff, marriage!au, very loosely inspired by the film Southpaw, porn with a splash of plot

Warnings Unprotected marital sex, nipple play, nipple orgasm, oral (male and brief female), consensual possessiveness, Namjoon has tattoos, mentions of violence, lots of love, lots of angst, some cracky fluff if you squint, they’re very in love, they have a kid, they’re dealing with a lot of shit

Word Count 4.1k

a/n Banner by @xjoonchildx​ who singlehandedly gave me more confidence in my writing in 10 minutes than anyone has given me in like…10 years (so yeah, not to be dramatic but I kind of love you 🙈)

Dichotomy . . Trouvaille . . Redemancy

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“You still up for me, tiger?”

From his spot reclined against the pillows, Namjoon cocks his head, tired eyes narrowing into a smirk when he finds you leaning against the closet door frame. Sky blue silk hangs loosely off your shoulder, revealing the sheer bodysuit gracing your curves. You quirk an eyebrow and grin as your husband’s darkened eyes roam your body and linger on the deep v between your breasts, cream tulle contoured seamlessly to your hardened nipples. With a lick of his lips, he folds his arms behind his head.

“I don’t know, baby. Why don’t you come find out?”

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Yet, it’s the way you look at him afterwards, a deliriousness swimming in your eyes that makes Namjoon want to keep you in his bed forever. Fuck you until you can’t walk without feeling him deep inside of you. Paint your skin so that everyone knows who you belong to.

It’s not a secret that the BB! Series is one of my favorites of all time, but if you didn’t know then surprise! But honestly, anything and everything that you have written thus far has captured my heart. It shouldn’t be surprising that your words have an impact on me, but they do. And each and every time I come onto your page to read something, that constant feeling of wonder and fascination and just plain adornment continues to get stronger. 

Your writing feels like the epitome of soft white fluffy clouds in a light blue sky that sparkle with glitter and gold: soft, but so vivid and dreamy, but enough to make you feel as though you're right there with the characters. As if this barrier of a screen is worthless when it comes to your writing. And I feel like the beginning of each and every one of your stories is so powerful. I mean, you are the epitome of poetic writing. Just from the intro alone, you had lines like: 

It’s bent with the remembrance of his fingers, sepia-toned dogged-ear pages staring at the ceiling of his dorm room.

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For now, you swallow it down. Suffocate that longing until the embers burning within you smother to ashes

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The words don’t sink in though, sitting on your skull before hastily floating away.

~~~

Your attention span is incredibly short — Namjoon knows this. It ricochets off the walls even when you’re sitting still. 

~~~

And so many more that have made me wonder: what is going on in that beautiful mind of yours? How are you able to capture scenery and emotions and turn them into pure liquid gold? A priceless entity that you have stored in your heart and mind and fingers, as if it had always been there, and you’re sharing it with us. For free!

As I continued reading, it felt easy to submerge myself into their little bubble. Know the ins and outs of their relationships. Learn about the things that make them tick, but also the things that make them laugh. The moments that have made me laugh. 

“I’m ovulating, Namjoon,” you retort instead.

“And you’re also on birth control,” he rebuttals. “PEMDAS or whatever. It cancels out the baby option, right?”

I chuckled when I got to this part because it seemed so out there, but god did this strike perfectly with how you have already built up their relationship. Especially when it came to moments when you realize that the main character hasn’t said those three little words yet, but you know that she wants to. Even though it’s a moment that kind of tears you out of their haze because you know that’s its lingering on her lips, its beautiful in a way for her to just want to say them, you know? But I think that that particular phrase is immensely paralleled to the way that they feel for each other. Like this part: 

The tent in his loose shorts hurts. There’s a part of him that’s mortified — how could he get hard just from the thought of you when you’re sitting right there on his bed? Perhaps it’s proof that you’ve invaded everything he is. His space, his heart, his mind.

And most definitely this:

His gaze is so intense you instinctively want to clamp your legs shut, shy away from how seen you feel under his eyes. Yes, technically you were naked in his bed but there’s something else that he draws out just from looking at you. Something that makes you nervous because you like it so much.

“Don’t hide from me.” It’s whispered in the heat of the air, Namjoon picking up on how your legs drift together. He’s got them pressed apart a second later, grip firm but gentle, and your stomach does a swoop so dangerous you’re left violently reeling, the ceiling above you spinning. “Don’t do that, angel. Too pretty to hide from me. I want to see all of you.”

Like, it feels as though there is so much more to them here. They’re so raw, so full-hearted, and there’s so much depth behind their actions and the words that they want to say but are still a little bit hesitant to say them, and I believe that that is the most priceless thing about this part. It’s an occasion where they’ve not quite tethered over the edge, but they’re getting there. And the journey, at least in my eyes, is always a bit more interesting than the final destination. Of course, there are the succeeding drabbles in this series that have made my heart leap beyond galaxies, but for them and during this moment in time, everything that you wrote just felt so right. The emotions they had for each other were not too much, but also not too slight and you were able to envoke them so perfectly and easily here.

Thank you so much Fina. This was getting rather long, so I forced myself to stop before I rambled even more, but this just really made my night. I hope you’ve been doing well, and thank you for all of the beautiful pieces you have written. They, and you of course, will always have a home in my heart. Thank you again!! I’m sending lots of cyber hugs and kisses💕💕💕

→ bad behaviour 03 — a namjoon scenario

member: kim namjoon

word count: 7.5k

rating: 18+

genre: established relationship + smut + college!au 

warnings: we’re ovulating!!! / introduction to the breeding kink that will plague this couple forever / was meant 2 be a drabble?? im incapable we know that / eh big joon!!!! / manhandling kink / pet names used a lot / joon thinks he’s gf is dumb and wants to breed her idk man / size kink / crying when cumming / oc shy for once / discussion of twitter porn / creampie / oc is on birth control (obvs dont do this if u dont want a kid but this is a fanfic u know) / mentions of fisting porn / cock warming!! / if u see a typo no u dont

soundtracks: more than enough + morroco, alina baraz

prompt: “don’t you think there is always something unspoken between two people?” (Something Unspoken, Tennessee Williams).

It’s a rather serene Thursday afternoon, the late autumn breeze sweeping through the campus air. The stillness was ideal for studying, alluding to assignment deadlines creeping round the corner. Which was why your butt is firmly parked in the mess of Kim Namjoon’s sheets.

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A finger tips your chin up from the sight you were fixated on.

“Eyes on me.”

Hi Debs!

To be honest, I had to spend a few minutes just mulling over how I wanted to start this, but there is absolutely no perfect way to explain what I’m feeling right now, so I guess I have to settle for this until better words come around.

This chapter was so filling, so emotional and raw, and dare I say a bit empting too (in a good way) because of the emotions felt at the end? The way you started this part, a continuation of the last chapter and the main character just trying to reflect and manage her emotions, was so satisfying. I mean, you see her trying to act “normal”, but the constant contemplations that are circling throughout her mind are deafening. Enough so to make her write another letter to find some sense of direction. And when you think back to the first letter that she wrote to Namjoon, it felt final and filled with relief because of the thoughts that she wanted to release were on the page, but this time, it felt so turbulent. Like she didn’t know what direction to carry her letter because of her thoughts and lingering feelings toward Namjoon. Maybe it was the denial holding her back from feeling some sort of relief because maybe she does want Namjoon back in her life in the way it was before, but she’s too scared that things are going to mess up again. I just thought that scene was very well done and it makes my stomach fill with butterflies whenever I think about it.

The smut scene and the way you depicted the emotions following it were done so well! You could tell immediately when the reality hit and guilt started to form, and I felt really sad for the main character because I know just how hard she was beating herself up for her actions. 

Thank you so Debs for this part. I always enjoy reading your works. They have made my night so much better, so thank you again! I can’t wait to see what happens next. Sending you lots of love💕💕💕

P.S- I really liked this part and I wanted to add it in before I forget: As it is right now, your thoughts are like nodes floating in a decontextualized void, the web still unformed because you haven’t had the time to grapple with everything yet.

I just forgot to talk about it earlier, but its so poetic and beautiful and I found myself returning to that one sentence even after I was finished reading. I enjoyed that section very much, and thank you again!!

sincerely, but no longer yours | chapter 5

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

genre | angst, smut, 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 | 5.2k

chapter rating | 18+

warnings | angst, smut (but it’s angsty smut lksjdflk help), nipple play, dry humping, alcohol consumption, someee intense jealousy

a/n | FIRST OF ALL im so sorry this is so incredibly late lskjdflkjs life has been extremely busy for me 😪 but it’s here!!!! thank you to everybuddy who’s been waiting patiently for this 🤧🤧 but i think this is one of the most angsty chapters of the series soooo 🙃

Namjoon’s an expert at avoiding uncomfortable topics, even if they’re massively serious. It’s something you absolutely hated and it was the cause of many arguments in your previous relationship, and perhaps was even the ultimate cause of your breakup.

But right now, you’re really beginning to understand the appeal.

The first time he swung by the museum for lunch after his birthday celebration - a paper bag in hand filled with bagels still warm and toasty from the store on the corner that you adore - you were caught entirely off guard.

Your mind jumps to the unread messages sitting in your texts and you regret ignoring them. Not because the guilt had hit you, but because maybe if you had been contactable, you would have received a heads-up that he was coming by.

Some might call it selfish, but you prefer to call it self-preservation.

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So maybe, just maybe, you put on the lingerie he had bought you and wore it to a dinner with someone else. And taken a picture in the bathroom to prove it. And explained your little mishap in great detail to him.

And rightfully gotten his attention in the best way possible.

This was by far the highlight of my night, Maxi.

Hi! It’s been a while since I’ve written to you even though I literally did a day ago, but it feels a bit different when I come to you this way. My thoughts are more or less aligned with what I want to say even though internally, I’m freaking out over the masterpieces you’ve written. 

I loved this story so much, Maxi. I was actually feeling a bit down last night, and it carried over a.little bit to this morning, but it was all mainly because I was overthinking and getting lost in my own head. Even though this is a bit weird to say because this is smut, I'm honestly very glad that I read this today. It made me happy and made me feel more at ease even though everything was so intense and visual, in the best way of course.

The main character is so witty. So refreshing and so relatable in this story. They’re witty, push Namjoon’s buttons just enough to make him twitch, and he who is ever-willing to please, gives in. Eventually, and rightfully so, and definitely enough to make my cheeks tingle with a blush. God, if I could just see that look, you know, jaw clenched, cheeks hollowed and eyebrow raised in real life, I would rest peacefully. And this part:

His gaze, dragon-like with the cut of his stare and burning with the embers, locks onto you once you appear.

Wow...I had to pause for a moment when I got here because...WOW. This sentence I think perfectly encapsulated everything that I was envisioning in my head: hot, fiery, sharp, raw. Enough to make you feel vulnerable even through the other side of your screen. It pulls you in by its evocativeness. You feel the intensity of the setting right here, and it simmers deep in your bones and lingers there throughout the entirety of this story. 

The ending, the aftercare, was also so soft and sweet. It played as a reminder that no matter how intense or passionate their sex may be, pleasuring each other should always be the primary goal, and I loved how it tied everything together like a pretty bow. I love how they love each other. And the "kiss me" at the end also made my heart melt. 

You make my heart melt, Maxi. Thank you for your words. They always manage to uplift me one way or another. Thank you for writing this story. It means a lot to me even though I know that this was 97% smut. Thank you!! ILY!! And I’ll always be sending lots of my love to you💕

Cane Sugar | KNJ

Pairing: Namjoon x reader

Genre: +18, PWP, smut

Warnings/Tags: Impact play, dom!Joon, brat!reader, degredation, cane-spanking, sex, aftercare

WC: 3.5k

a/n: Inspired by those goddamn daddy long leg photos. I haven’t written smut in a while, so I’m excited to post this :D Plus it is a sub-reader, which I don’t do often. Thank you to @wwilloww​ for betareading and coming up with a name, please be my agent.

“Baby, you home?” Namjoon’s voice calls from inside the house as you enter. It floats to you on the air of nonchalance, but you know better.

He’d been waiting for you.

You grip the doorknob tight and take a deep breath before you finally close the door and let go.

You’re in trouble.

And yet, you can’t help the devilish smile that has you twisting your lips to keep it under control as you remove your shoes in the entryway. You pad lightly into the living room, hands innocently laced behind your back as you peer in only for your breath to catch in your throat.

Namjoon hadn’t changed out of his work clothes, elbows perched on his crossed legs and hands folded neatly on his chin. His gaze, dragon-like with the cut of his stare and burning with the embers, locks onto you once you appear. He recrosses his long legs, his slacks stretching and the shine of his shoes catching in the low lamp light, and you notice something caught across his lap.

A cane.

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Namjoon never makes promises he can’t keep. So he doesn’t say that he will come back. He doesn’t ask for you to wait for him. The only words he whispers in your ear are, “I will love you till I die.” On other lips, those words will sound trite. But on his lips, they are frighteningly true.

You open your mouth to echo his words, but he puts his finger immediately to your lips to stop you. “No. That is not for you to say.”

To me, I'm already not the best with words. I falter. I choke. I realize that someone else can frame my own emotions better than I ever could, and from that, I sometimes submit. Retreat to let others talk over me because they clearly have better attributes. But this, left me completely speechless, and I'm not sure if what I say will be completely tangible, but I'll try.

This was the first work of yours that I reblogged. It's been months, and this piece has always been sitting on my ‘to-read’ list for the longest of times. Then life got in the way, so I couldn't read it when I wanted to, but I ended up reblogging two more fics of yours, one recently today, and now I'm here. I guess the third time is the charm.

Loving Namjoon is like loving water. Sometimes he is liquid, saturating your every pore, filling every hole in your heart that you didn’t know was there, pouring love like a waterfall of sweetness over you. Other times, he is solid and steady, strong and secure, and all you want is to lean into the shelter of his arms and forget about the rest of the whole damned world. Then there are moments where Namjoon seems to evaporate into thin air. Like today. 

It was here when I knew that I was done for. I actually wasn’t planning on reading this so early, when I hadn’t even gotten up to brush my teeth, but here it was. And there I was, completely and utterly vulnerable, and I ended up raising my white flag before I even knew that there was a flag to raise. I lost before I even knew that there was something else to win. So I continued on, letting all of my barriers down for once and not letting logic take over to try and stop me.

He fucks you hard in the precious remaining time before the car comes to collect him. Each thrust into you is prolonged, as if he wants to make sure that every inch of you would remember every inch of him before he pulls himself out only to pound into you again. You come fiercely but silently, willing yourself not to scream, afraid that it might somehow break the spell of him still with you, still in you, still on you. 

The way you write sex, lovemaking, is so overwhelming and beautiful. It's deeper than that though. Soul shattering, but in the best way. But I feel like even that, the depths of a soul, are a mere fragment to what you express in words.

It was at this point where I began to make a mind map of this story. A rollercoaster of sorts: You start at a medium. Nothing too jarring to gut your audience, but not happy either. Then, the lowest point. The trough, where reaching for the high point feels useless. Seems silly. The way you wrote the numbness of a lover going away for long. Dark and numb and grey. Like your body is static, was so powerful and moving, which is why her making art felt so beautiful and salient. Then were the memories of Namjoon, playing in my mind like a hazy fog but still so vivid. I especially liked the scene mentioning the Jewish tradition. The thought of how days began was invoking and bright. But there was a heated gut curling turn with what happened shortly after.

Finally was the climb to the earth-shattering high. But like most rides, the tread upward is gradual. Teasing almost in the way you can begin to see the tops of it, but still, you have to hold on for a little longer. Feel and breathe in all of the hurt and anguish that was holding on to you for a little longer. Almost as if saying, “don’t forget about me”, because the only way you can experience true happiness is by knowing what sadness feels like. 

I liked how you mentioned that Namjoon’s job was “this other lover in your relationship.” It was something that I thought about prior to this, mainly because I’ve been watching The Crown, and if you know the story between Charles, Diana, and Camilla, then you know why. But rather than be faced with animosity, the reader says “this is inexplicably who he is and he wouldn’t be the Namjoon you love if not for them.” and for me, that was one of my highlights. And everything that came afterward felt so fulfilling: 

You don’t trust yourself to answer him so instead you unbuckle him and unzip him and undress the rest of him. He helps you along but mainly watches you, drinking you in, thinking to himself that what you do best is that you undo him, all that he was, and is, and will ever be. 

This was just really beautiful and I really wanted to put it in.

I love how attentive Namjoon is to not only her body but to her. Her mind and soul. Especially when he was stringing together all the inklings about her being pregnant. I've never seen a man so in tune with his lover’s body, and I also really love his humor. The puns. He and his mind are so beautiful and I will forever be in love with this characterization. You write Namjoon so well. So thoughtout. So full and evocative, and it just makes my heart strain than the cage that's holding it in. I’m grateful that I was finally able to end up here.

Now that I’ve ended my ramblings, I have to ask: is it weird to say that I teared up a bit? Well, enough to let one tear fall out of the corner of my eye as I began typing this? There are only two other stories that have made me feel this way, but I welcome it either way. I also really liked the note at the beginning. As someone who has family members who has served/ are serving, it was really lovely and comforting to read.

Thank you so much Sam for this. It’s been a pleasure to finally read one of your stories because I see you around on my dash all the time, and I can’t wait to read more. I’m forever going to be a fan, so thank you for sharing your works as well so I have a reason to smile this morning. I’m sending all of my love and my heart is yours💕

Call of Duty - KNJ

Pairing: Military!Namjoon x female!reader

Genre: NSFW, Smut, Angst, Fluff  🔥🔥🔥🔞, one-shot gif-based drabble

Summary: Namjoon is a military officer and has to go to the field again. When will he come back? 

Word count: 3.3k

Tag warnings: Penetrative sex, unprotected sex, oral (female receiving), established relationship, brief hint of pregnancy, brief mentions of torture that Namjoon has gone through as a spy, brief mention of not eating. Super fluffy and sappy. Like really sappy. There is angst before the happy ending.

Beta: Hope from @hobi-gif​ who always gives frank but kind advice and always knows how to tighten my bombastic writing.

 A/N: My greatest respect goes to military wives and families all over the world. I have two friends whose husbands have served in the US Marines. They are women of incredible strength who dealt with long deployments and uncertainty, all the while raising kids and holding on to their own jobs, to a glimmer of hope, and to a shit-ton of prayers. 

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Based on this gif and this gif

Somewhere in Ilsan

Loving Namjoon is like loving water. Sometimes he is liquid, saturating your every pore, filling every hole in your heart that you didn’t know was there, pouring love like a waterfall of sweetness over you. Other times, he is solid and steady, strong and secure, and all you want is to lean into the shelter of his arms and forget about the rest of the whole damned world. Then there are moments where Namjoon seems to evaporate into thin air. Like today. 

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haze | knj

↳ Pairing: Kim Namjoon x Reader

↳ Word Count: 4.20k (JK it’s 7.4k)

↳ Genre: college!au, drug dealer!au, established relationship!au, some angst, SMUT!, drug use, arrests, police corruption, bribing the police, high sex, dom!namjoon, sub!reader, daddy kink, pet names, dirty talk, an absurd amount of begging, orgasm denial, hair pulling, choking, oral sex (f receiving), pussy slapping, multiple orgasms, slight dumbification, slight manhandling, rough sex (kinda), crying because of said sex, unprotected sex

↳ Notes: EVEN THOUGH IT’S BEEN MONTHS, thank you once again to @seokoloqy‘s anons for sparking ideas in my mind that i just can’t fucking stop thinking about hkjfg this thing is a fucking monster and i did not expect it to turn out like this holy shit hjfkdfg I HOPE I DID A GOOD JOB!!

The smell always got to you first. Whenever you came up the stairs to Namjoon’s dorm room, you could smell the weed from a mile away. Honestly, you were a bit surprised that no one has turned him in yet, but then again, who wants to ruin a good thing? He probably had the RAs and the rest of his floor eating out of the palm of his hands, hooking them up with deals to keep their mouths shut. You reminded yourself to talk to him about just moving off campus altogether, minimizing his chances of being turned in.

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[Well fuck...😉]

So I actually read this last night before I went to bed, but it took me longer than usual to read because I kept pausing to squeal because it was that good.

I loved this story so much. I love the relationship between the main character, Hyejoo, and Namjoon, who is so preciously concerned over his little girl and caring and funny. I just adore him. When it got to the part where he was lotioning his body, I was like alright, yeah. But then you added him wearing a gold chain and I nearly choked. I wanted to chuck my phone across the room because I was screaming! I nearly got whiplash because of that lol.

Oh, and when the mc said that that she couldn’t remember the last time she and Joon held hands, but then he ended up doing it in bed when they were worrying over their baby….I’m soft. That was a cute moment. 

The bathtub scene was where I just could not hold it together. They didn’t even do anything yet and I was squealing so much because Namjoon is so hot...so attractive here it makes me sick!!! (Okay, but do you know that tik stoker who does the skits with logic, heart, and lady parts...yeah, that was what I felt with the mc’s dilemma of having another baby 😂)

Ah, this was such a good read Yami. I adore all of the characters so much, and Hyejoo and Jimin have a special place in my heart (even though he did...that. And I wouldn’t even blame the mc if she did punch him in the gut...well, maybe a little). Thank you for writing this. I can’t wait to read more of your stories. Sending you lots of love💕

new parent syndrome

— kim namjoon x (f) reader

SUMMARY You love Namjoon, honest. But you love your daughter Hyejoo even more— it’s not a controversial sentiment when you know he’s the same way! —and going back to a regular adult life sans kids absolutely sucks. (Or so you thought.) WARNINGS dilf!joon, dreamy husband joon, loving parents au, jimin is also a dad, bathtub sexy times, exhibitionism 😳 kinda sorta, tiny praise kink, joon calls her wifey TT, fingering, cunninglingus, doggy style, it’s kinda cheesy n romantic /.\, unprotected sex, …. impreg kink RATINGS m (18+) WC 9.5k 

NOTES writing parent fics is harder than i thought :/ i had this idea last week n was like yes, lets write this fic that absolutely no one asked for… except me! <3 so here we are, fantasizing about dreamy dad joon…. as always i have to thank rumu ( @kigurumu​ ) who is kind enough to edit these n b like that don’t make no sense -_- anyway lemme know what u think !! enjoy !!

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He groans at that. He knows you can. He loves how you so willingly submit yourself to him every time, so willing to please and be pleased because you know he knows your body so well at this point, always bringing you to the highest of peaks that would have you shaking and crying in his arms. “I know you will. You always do.”

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I’m sorry...I just-

When I woke up in the middle of the night and saw that you posted this, I didn’t think that later I would be starring at my phone. Literally speechless because I have no words.

And like, usually I would add more, but for anyone who comes across this, I just want them to read this how it is because if I say more, it’ll just come out to be nonsense and lots of ksdnksnkdnksdk. You know?

So yeah! That’s all I have. But without ruining all of the fun, I did laugh when she licked Namjoon’s palm. That was the only tame part about this tbh🙃 (I’m not okay as you can see).

Okay. Thanks Rayan for ruining/making my morning in the best way possible.  I’m sending you lots of love.💕

Heated || knj

⇢ pairing: namjoon x reader ⇢ genre: smut this is literally just an excuse for smut with domestic bf!joon ⇢ word count: 6.8k (this was supposed to be pwp i swear) ⇢ warnings: smut, lots n lots of it, fingering, unprotected sex, some degradation (uses of slut and other terms), choking, slapping (just a teeny tiny bit of it), spanking bc ofc, rough rough rough, namjoon fucks u stupid,namjoon is big man ⇢ summary: Namjoon is your own personal living, breathing, walking furnace. a/n: @balenciaguks​ you did this i hate you but i love you and @ironicarmy​ thank you for screaming at me at 6am to finish this i love you

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You’re trembling with fear, but there is something comforting about knowing Bear’s name. It sounds solid and strong, like the protective steel of his arms around you, nevermind the chief behind you who’s armed and dangerous.

Hi Sam,

I think you can start calling me an avid reader of yours now with the way you write. To be honest, I made a slight error in thought when I began reading this story because I was thinking about a different type of alien. So when the tone was darker than I had assumed, you could only imagine the shock of my stupidity. But still, that didn’t make me any indifferent to the story that you wanted to tell-- and you did it so beautifully. 

The atmosphere, the characters, the establishing moments of this story were so well written and I could envision it so vividly. The main character has a good head on her shoulders. Some might even call her stubborn for what she’s doing, but she’s braver than any soul I know. And Namjoon...Namjoon shines a light on this dark tone. He’s kind, courageous, and he established that the second he offered his seat for her. I was in love with his characterization from the second you introduced him, so when the incident with the boar occurred, the panic I faced when I thought that he wouldn’t make it back to the truck on time was unbelievable. 

Even after that moment, my body was still tense, but he eased that with four simple words:

“You’re safe with me.” he says quietly.

My eyes softened at that, and the tension I felt in my forehead eased. And in a way, it felt like a promise from you to me while I reading this story. 

The sharing of the coat and candy was also a nice touch. It's astonishing how even sometimes the ones we know the least about make us feel at home and safe. Like you! Your stories are some of the most thought-provoking and out-of-the-box works I’ve ever read. You tap into subjects that I've never seen anyone else do and you do it so beautifully and tenderly as well.  

When they got caught, my heart raced and I was on the verge of tears. I was actually a little bit nervous about continuing reading, but I did. Because I believed in you, your work, your artistry. Also, this is just a side note, but I think the bond between author and reader is very beautiful because it requires a level of trust that not many people get to have. So, I’m thankful that I can trust you in this way as weird as it sounds. And I’m glad that the main character and Namjoon trusted each other during that monumental moment. 

The main character using her voice during that time too was such a power move. I was proud of her even though there was still tension in the air. I’m glad that Namjoon was there for her too. With their relationship, it feels so good, like a balance of sorts. Where one pushes, the other pulls, but it’s in a beautifully created tandem where everything feels so light and right. 

During the scene in the chief’s quarters, when there was that impending lingering doom in the background (both figuratively and literally), the salience of how Namjoon took care of her, his patience, his sweetness, kindness, and gentleness made it easier to bear (no pun intended). Especially when you wrote: “Namjoon pointedly ignores him, plants kisses down the column of your neck, hands chastely on your back. He will die a gentleman if he has to.” 

That moment was such a tender one and one that warms and eases my heart.

Thank you for writing this, Sam. I thoroughly enjoyed reading this story, and the monikers, and I can wait to read even more of your works. Sending you my heart💕

Not your typical alien fic {a KNJ romance}

Pairing: Namjoon x female reader

Genre: Romance. Angst, Smut, FLUFFY ending. 

Rating: M 🔞🔞🔞💓💓💓

Trigger Warnings: there are BAD guys (not KNJ) who abuse their power, make degrading comments about women, and participate in drunken pack behavior. Implied mentions of non-con (in a comment). There is also Poverty. Illegal immigration. It gets intense. But there’s a HAPPY ending.  

Smut warnings: Voyeurism, slight dub-con. OC is a virgin. Namjoon is very careful, very tender, very protective. 

Summary: He’s an illegal alien. And so are you. The journey across the border is perilous. Will you be able to make it to the other side?

 Word count: 5k

 Thanks to: Mars @joheun-saram​, Bella @hobisbeautifulass​, Bunny @bunnyrecsxxx​, and Hope @hobi-gif​ for giving a read through, helping me with tags, and giving encouraging and cautionary comments. This has not been beta’d so please forgive any typos and clumsy wording. 

 A/N: This is my take on an ask for an alien Joon fic. It comes from an amalgamation of stories and news I’ve read about war crimes and illegal immigration. 

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Eyes On Me

You’ve just traded your phone for a seat on this truck. 

It was the same story with your earrings, the bracelet from your grandmother, and the gold good-luck pendant you’ve worn on a red string around your neck since you were born. All were given in exchange for safe passage across river and thorny brush, over mountains and under the cover of night, all in the hopes of reaching a country where you can be free.

Free to eke out a living, to make the kind of money people in your village could only dream of.

Free to finally afford the medical care your brother so desperately needs. 

“It’s too dangerous,” your mother had protested.

“Too foolish,” your father had remonstrated.

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Something transpires right the moment your gazes meet each other. It sparks through the air, like an unspoken bond that is completely twisted, and real, and perhaps a bit stronger than what you have shared with Yoongi. Something that is dark and sinful, but would be enough to make you feel more alive, if only you would dare to reach for it.

But you also know that you can never allow it to happen.

Dia! Hi!

I just want to tell you that I really enjoyed reading this story. I feel like with this one, as well as a few others of yours that I’ve read, you capture the essence of elegance and the elite so well. Of course, works like Carousel, All Ferverent Manner, The Stand-in, and now Threads all have different atmospheres and tones, but you are able to capture the beauty of luxury so well. It’s soft and gentle but bright if that makes any sense, and you make me want to stay in their worlds for just a little while longer. 

When I began this, I was automatically hit with the feeling of something while reading the beginning. The tenseness...the anxiousness. It was enough to make my heart hammer in my chest and make my breathing feel more rapid and shallow until I learned about the relationship dynamics. The pieces began to slowly fall into place while Namjoon was translating for me. And knowing that integral detail ripped me away from the intimate moment shared between the main character and Yoongi when he’s kissing her knuckles. From that moment forward, I couldn’t help but focusing on Namjoon who was in the room with them. Who feels like a bright white light. There. And even when it’s Yoongi and the main characrer talking without his help, Namjoon’s presence was always there in the back of my mind, causing a stir in both my heart and stomach.

I think that one thing that’s interesting to me is that Namjoon and Yoongi both display this salience that makes you ping pong between both of them. Like day vs. night. And those atmospheres change depending on the setting. One moment Yoongi felt like this to me, and in the next, he felt another way. And it was like that when you wrote about her dream of Namjoon, one that was so passionate and intense and dark (but not ominous dark, more like a fog) to Yoongi who felt like a complete juxtaposition of that while he was tenderly taking care of her at the club. 

There was also another moment that stuck out to me. This one: 

This is the part where the wall really felt real. From both points of view, Namjoon’s and the main character’s. And Yoongi is technically that iron wall. But during the same scene, you also see how Yoongi is not only a wall but a path out of two, and she has to decide which one she wants to follow. But Namjoon made the choice for her at the end of it all, and a part of me is sad. I feel for both of them to be completely honest, but slightly more towards Namjoon. Maybe it's because my bias is peeking through or because of the ending. Maybe it's because she and Namjoon have a lot in common. Or maybe it's because I think that she wants him just a little bit more than Yoongi (but that’s just me). 

As the memory fills his head, Namjoon finds that not only is his hand has grown tight, but also his jaw as he clenches his teeth. He can never understand just how these conflicting emotions that he has been feeling had started to grow and exactly what he is supposed to do about it. Yoongi is not only his business partner, but also his best friend, his companion for life, and he was supposed to only feel nothing but respect to you as Yoongi’s current girlfriend.

I was also thinking more about the title ‘Threads’. I was wondering if you thought that maybe the threads of how she sees Namjoon and Yoongi are intertwined. I guess it's just because she may feel strongly for Namjoon as well because he's translating for Yoongi, and even though those are Yoongis words, because Namjoon is the one relaying them back to her, that maybe her heart is steering toward him because of that. Because it feels like Namjoon is saying them to her too. Idk. That's just something my mind was thinking about. (Edit: I just realized that you answered my question hehe! But still, I think the overlapping emotions that the mc is experiencing is very interesting and it garners more questions like: “Does she really like him or is it because of his translating” and from there, “if he wasn’t Yoongi’s translator, would she have the same feelings for him?” and the same goes for Namjoon. “If he wasn’t translating for his friend, would he still have the same feelings for her?”)

Anyway, I think I’m rambling now, but stories like this where there are so many elements circling around and feelings being intertwined are really interesting to me. Thank you for writing this Dia. I enjoyed this soooo much. I hope that you’ve been doing well and I’m sending you lots of love.💕

Threads [M]

➬ Title | Threads

➬ Summary | Life is full of surprises, just like how people are full of secrets. Just when you had thought you have been lucky enough to have your life figured out, life decides to throw you a curve ball when you least expect it. And there is nothing you could do to avoid it, except to hope that you could hold your secrets as tightly as you possibly could before everything blows up into smithereens.

↳ Pairings | Yoongi x reader, Namjoon x reader

↳ Genre | Slice of Life!au, One-sided Love!au, Smut, Angst, Infidelity, Mutual pining

↳ Ratings | +18 / M for Mature

↳ Warning | Sexual tension, infidelity, mentions of drinking, drunken foreplay/sex (consensual), clothed foreplay, dry humping, thigh riding, hand job, breast play, explicit mature scene.

↳ Word count | 7,2k words

➬ Music Companion | Axel Enderlin - breathe

➬ Author’s Note | Written as a commission for @yoonminpls | I’m so sorry this took forever, and so sorry that I took quite a turn after our last talk lol. I hope you’ll enjoy reading this. Thank you so much for commission me!

Dazzling lights are shining above your head as you walk past the marbled floor hallway. The steady pacing beneath the bright lights soon becomes alluring enough to slowly soothe the tension rolling down your body, but only to the point until it becomes no longer enough to numb your nerves.

You have grown used to these hallways after walking down this very same path at least once a month for the past year that everything had inevitably become familiar to your memory. The crystal lamps hanging from the ceiling, the champagne coloured wallpapers, the shining marble floors, and the humming sound of the guests chatting and eating while being hidden behind these doors you are walking past by.

In previous cases, you would have felt exhilarated and calm when you walked by this path. Tonight, you are feeling none of it.

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Kim Namjoon wants to fuck you.

To be completely honest, I’m not sure why I am about to say the words I am about to say (well, technically write). But Sam, you have completely caught me off guard with this one. Twice. The first, as you may have seen in my keyboard smash of a tag when I first reblogged this piece and the fact that I quoted it above, was of course, the intro.

When I read an ask that you answered about a sequel to ‘Not your typical alien fic’, I didn’t know what I had expected. However, I most certainly didn’t expect it to start off like this. You get to see a part of Bear and Sparrow that has always been latent. Suppressed. Dormant until we get a slight glimpse of it near the ending of the prequel, but here and now, it was so fiery and intense and carnal that I was shocked for a solid 5.7 seconds. This has been something that I’ve garnering for silently for Namjoon and the mc, but actually seeing it in front of my eyes and so explicitly was really stunning.

I love how patient Namjoon is through this. He’s gentle. Loving, vocal, receptive, and careful. He embodies everything good and pure in this world (and I don’t mean through just this first half of the story).

And now that brings me to my second point.

A part of me should have known that things wouldn’t be all good. I mean, when I got to the end of the first half, I glanced at where the scroll bar was on my screen and I tilted my head thinking, “There’s more???”

It was the whiplash—the sudden change of tone when the officer comes into the story with his flashlight. And at first, I thought that everything would be fine, but I caught on just a second too late in recentering myself in reality—their reality, and sadly a reality for others. I just think that deep down, I was hoping that everything would be alright and normal for them for just once. To have them want each other for a few seconds longer. And that was a powerful feeling to witness. Because honestly it's like that. How in a blink of an eye, everything can change without you wanting it to. But I’m actually a little glad that you didn’t write it that way, Sam. I’m glad that you forced me to see what you wanted me to. Picked me up out of my dreamland filled with rose-colored vision and shook me to my senses.

I guess it’s because wanting these characters to be okay is innate for us readers to want after reading the first part and reading about what they had to go through. However, not everything we want comes to fruition, and that’s okay. There’s a reason for everything, right? I think though that the ending was a balm for my heart because there was room for hope and I just want the best for these characters after every thing that they have gone through and everything that they'll still have to face.

Thank you so much Sam for adding to this story. And thank you for allowing me to experience such a beautiful pain because I know how much your words affected and impacted me here (as well as any/every other story you have written). Thank you so much again, Sam. I’m sending you my mushy heart💕

KNJ romance / smut

Pairing: Namjoon x female reader

Genre: Smutty Drabble NSFW 🔥 🔞 immigrant AU

Tag warnings: making out, fingering female receiving 🔥 in a public place, some tension.

Word count: 1.8k

Beta: Incredible Mars from @joheun-saram​

A/N: Someone asked for real smut for Bear and Sparrow. I hope this takes the edge off. This took so long because my mind could not compute the logistics of where two recent immigrants, without money,  would have some privacy to themselves. So I decided to bring the problem to the fic instead of trying to solve it myself. 

Read Part One here!!! You need the context.

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Kim Namjoon wants to fuck you.

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“Seriously, dude it is not fucking worth it. I don’t care how good the sex was. Trust me when I tell you to leave that alone.”

Okay so this was just a thought that I had before I went to bed because I knew that I would probably miss the release of the second part of this series, but there's a trailer of a Masterclass with Margaret Atwood that I watched about a year ago and within the first ten seconds, she switches the beginning of the classic tale of Little Red Riding Hood by starting off with, "It was dark inside of the wolf". When I first listened to this, I immediately got chills because who would've ever thought to think of something darker than what was already told by this story? Who would've ever thought to already take such a classic tale and change only the most minuscule of words to make it that much different yet so much more sinister? And I think that brings me to what I'm trying to say here. There are so many stories about friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, ones about sports, ones using particular universes. And I think it's the fact that no matter how similar each one may seem from the outside, it's the writer that makes each story told within unique and special. There will be no other story like Little Red Riding Hood or the Great Gatsby or Moby Dick, Frankenstein, etc., just like how there will be no other story like this one. And I know that we spoke a little bit about this, but I hope you are proud of each part you release and that your worries are minimal. I'm so proud of you even though this is only the second part, but I'm faithfully looking forward to seeing what happens next, seeing if my mind map is somewhat correct, but most of all, coming along and enjoying the journey you have planned. 

I also just realized that I have said nothing about this part in particular, but the ending really captured my attention because it’s like, let’s say hypothetically Jungkook does come out on top, what will be the cost? His place on the team? His friendships? I’m really curious about that. I also liked how you said that the main character doesn’t need saving and that she's her own person, and I think that's something to be kept in mind throughout this entire series, so thank you Fal!! I’m sending you lots of love and I can’t wait to see what happens next.💕

Face-Off (Chapter Two)

Pairing: Jungkook x Female Reader x Namjoon

Summary: a collection of drabbles. a complicated situation is exacerbated when the team’s newest transfer comes to town.

Series Genre/AU/Warnings: angst. smut. fluff. college au. hockey players. love triangle. established relationship (?) unconventional relationship. jealousy & pining. lots of hook ups. tbh one or both love interests might hook up with other characters that aren’t the reader and if you don’t like that, don’t read. no infidelity but the relationship dynamics are complicated. lots of insecurities and clashing male egos. sex is at times weaponized/used as retaliation for hurt feelings. there are nice things too I promise.

Chapter Warnings: brief voyeurism, explicit sexual content, language, excessive drinking. 

A/N: collegiate hockey season doesn’t usually start until October but for the purposes of this fic, the season starts soon after the beginning of the Fall semester. Also, a duster is a player who rides the bench, a puck bunny is a a hockey groupie. 

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Tonight had been a little weird. Fun, yes, but definitely weird. Jungkook was under the impression you’d be with him tonight. He texted you earlier to confirm your attendance and when he offered to send you the address, you responded to let him know you already had it. Weird, he thought but then again you’re not the new one at this school. Maybe you’ve partied at the captain’s place before.

Then he saw you, fleetingly amidst the other partygoers. You hadn’t texted him that you’d arrived. In fact, it didn’t even really seem like you were looking for him. Weird again, but Jungkook had hope in his heart that by the end of the night, he’d have the entirety of your attention. Really, he was more than confident that you’d both end back up in his bed. So if you wanted to play cat and mouse in the meantime, he’d acquiesce.

With a smug smile on his lips, he busied himself with making conversation elsewhere. Time went on though. Time went on and soon Jungkook lost sight of your smiling face. This wasn’t part of the game he was hoping to play. He figured you would have at least acknowledged the text he shot off earlier from across the room. Surely you would have come to find him when you saw the complimentary, yet playful message. But still, there was radio silence. Weird. 

It was then, he supposed, he’d take matters into his own hands.

‘Don’t go looking for trouble’ was not what Jungkook expected to hear when inquiring about your whereabouts. And yet, like a liquored up fool, he decided that Seokjin must have been joking. From the little he knew about the Defenseman and co-host of tonight’s party, he loved messing around with the younger teammates. Jungkook, new as he may be, was no exception. So, rosy cheeked and more than a little tipsy, he laughed it off as a jestful jab and made the trek through the apartment to find you. And find you, he did.

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It doesn’t have to be so scary to let him in. 

Hi Fal! 

I really enjoyed this part, even though this was a punch to the gut. I honestly wasn't expecting the angst train to come so soon, not that I mind at all, but I guess it's expected for a story like this one. Though this also means that I have to be more cautious so that I don't get my heart ripped out of my chest, sliced in half by skates, and then shot into a net later on. 

I feel for the main character. She was beginning to build slow acceptance/consideration into trusting Namjoon and then THAT happens, and all of her trust shatters.

(This is just an aside, but I think that it's amazing in general how one small act of events can turn things completely around. It makes me wonder if that message was never sent or if the main character never saw it what her outlook might've been later on (but then again, the truth always comes out, right?))

I also really liked this part:

"Namjoon may have his selfish tendencies, but in between these sheets, he is wholly selfless and he is yours."

It's kind of ironic because after rereading this, it makes you question with everything going on, "is he really? He loves her...right???" And those photos were sort of the icing on the cake for that. And I also like this part as well because of that:

It is in these moments, between the pauses in pleasure and the gruffness of his whispered encouragements, that you’re able to see the Namjoon no one else sees. 

I also really liked this part:

What if he's brought other people between those sheets, you know? What if the girl who sent those pics is a close second? Even though there's this pettiness now with their relationship situation (situationship?), I don't want to make any calls yet. Who knows? We haven't seen things from Namjoon's pov yet so I'm awfully curious to see if these things reign true. Maybe things aren't what they seem to be? Perhaps I'm being too optimistic and hoping that maybe there's something unshown, but I do think that this part was a pretty precise stab to the heart.

Because if there’s one thing you won’t give Namjoon again, it’s your tears. You won’t let him see you crumble like you did before. You won’t let him see that he still holds that power over you. But what you will show him is that two can play this game and that you can play it better.

Idk why when it's filled with hurt and anger and pettiness but there's a hidden beauty behind it (maybe strength?) that I wish I could explain rn but I cannot. Especially not before I've had any caffeine in my body to wake me up😂

Sorry for rambling! Thank you for listening/reading my thoughts Fal!! I can't wait to read more. Sending you lots and lots and lots and lots of love💕 *plays safety net and leave me lonely by ariana grande on the way out*

Face-Off (Chapter Three)

Pairing: Jungkook x Female Reader x Namjoon

Summary: a collection of drabbles. a complicated situation is exacerbated when the team’s newest transfer comes to town. (POV shifts depending on the chapter.)

Series Genre/AU/Warnings: angst. smut. fluff. college au. hockey players. love triangle. established relationship (?) unconventional relationship. jealousy & pining. lots of hook ups. tbh one or both love interests might hook up with other characters that aren’t the reader and if you don’t like that, don’t read. no infidelity but the relationship dynamics are complicated. lots of insecurities and clashing male egos. sex is at times weaponized/used as retaliation for hurt feelings. there are nice things too I promise.

Chapter Warnings: oral sex (f receiving) mentions of explicit photos. glimpses into namjoon and reader’s weird situation - this one hurts a little.

A/N: a special thanks to @hobi-gif​ for beta-ing for me and for yelling at me to finish when I needed a kick in the ass 😂

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There are certain moments with Namjoon that feel entirely too wonderful to be real. Waking up in his bed with nothing between you but skin make up most of them. And this morning is no different as he greets you with soft kisses on your thighs and an eager tongue in your cunt.

He loves to wake you this way. He loves how you watch him with tired, pleading eyes. He loves the way you moan in the morning, soft, sleepy and solely for him. Namjoon may have his selfish tendencies, but in between these sheets, he is wholly selfless and he is yours.

It is in these moments, between the pauses in pleasure and the gruffness of his whispered encouragements that you’re able to see the Namjoon no one else sees. 

You catch yourself counting the ways he takes care of you. It is easier to appreciate how he shows his love for you and makes you question why you’ve kept your walls up so long. It is in these moments, you want to give him everything.

Maybe it doesn’t have to be so hard, you think. Maybe it could all work out. Namjoon loves you; he wants you so much that he can hardly wait for you to wake to show you. It doesn’t have to be so scary to let him in.

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“So what can I do then? To make you feel more comfortable with me?” 

The only other thing that can make me weak in the knees besides Kim Namjoon are mafia stories, and you, Christina, just so happened to combine both.

I’ve actually read this story before about a month ago, but I didn’t really have time to sit down and do a proper review of this story until now. Actually, I’m very glad that things turned out the way they did and I had time to let this story sink in a little and gather my thoughts about it. 

In physics, there’s this concept of Newton's Third Law. You most likely have heard about it, but nevertheless, it’s a law that states for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction. Because I’m taking a physics course right now, I’ve had to do a lot of thinking about this entire notion and how it can apply to life events. However, one thing that I didn’t expect for this to show up is within the concept of relationships and love. Of course, when looking at Newton’s law at face value, you could understand how when there are loving and fulfilling relationships, there are also relationships that juxtapose that. Relationships that are filled with hate, or maybe jealousy or any sorts of toxicity. But when I was thinking about this some more, for some reason, this story came into mind, and I think it’s because of the way Namjoon and the main character love each other. Their relationship is not shown in a love-hate manner, but rather like this:

If someone loves another person, they engrain their love into their heart. The more they love someone, the more overwhelming their feelings are for that person, and the more it’ll hurt if they leave. The opposite can be said in that the less you love someone, the less impactful their feelings are for that person, and if they leave, it’ll almost be like nothing was there. 

That how I envisioned the relationship between these two characters. 

I mean, you see in the story how timid and shy the main character was toward Namjoon when she first met him, but as you see the story of the intertwining of their lives unfold, the love that she holds in her heart becomes more and more. From the day they first met, to the day of their wedding and the kiss, to that night, you see the main character’s love for Namjoon expand, and the same can be said for Namjoon as well. I just thought that the parallels you showed then, with the “that’s when she/he knew” parts were so beautifully done, and the transitions between the present and the past were so seamless I had forgotten that things were happening in the present time.

The silk robe coming off was also a moment to relish in. I got tingles while reading it because it felt so...exposing. Maybe it's because that was the last article of clothing that separated them both, and it was overwhelming (in a good sense) because now you know that this is the climax of what has been building up for over some time and everything just felt electrifying. I was honestly blushing a little while reading that part. And the part when you wrote about Namjoon’s smile, when you said how it was “beautiful, cocky and dangerous”. I could see it so clearly and I just UGGHHHHHH!!!!! I fell in love. This entire story was just so intimate and sensual and smooth like silk, and I’m just in love with the way Namjoon loves the main character and seeing the dynamics between them.

Thank you so much for this story, Christina. I enjoyed it a lot. Sending you love!💕

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one shot

mafia!Namjoon x reader

mafia! au, Arranged marriage! Au

7.6k words

mature 👁 (who am I?), romance, fluff, implied first time? (Or maybe just no one’s ever loved her right)

Hi guys! surprise! Guess who’s back with a brand new one shot? I’d had an idea I was so tempted to try. It was supposed to be really quick, maybe just a few hundred words- more a blurb than anything else- but very quickly grew into an almost 8 thousand word story in the course of a day. This is very different for me. I’ve never toyed with mafia! au’s, and I’ve never written a proper story with Namjoon. Halfway through, I even though of changing it to Hobi- but joon is just too perfect for this genre. This is the first time I’ve ever written or shared a story that got quite this intimate. Clearly, since it’s me, there’s still a ton of heart, but writing this part of a love story is very new for me- so posting this comes with quite a bit of vulnerability. Feedback would be amazing. The absolutely beautiful moodboard was made by the ethereally talented @today-we-will-survive . It suits the story so perfectly in every way. I even went back to tweak small details to match up with her picture selections after I saw the board because they were just so impeccable.

I hope you enjoy it! —Christiana 💕✨

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“There she is.”

His gravelly voice sent a chill down your spine as you entered the room, softly locking the door behind you. Rolling his head to the side, Namjoon met your eyes. His gaze was so enticing, so seductive in the dark, but his smile was warm as ever. You were a puddle in his hands the second his dimples showed up and he knew it. As his eyes lazily raked over you, he opened his arms in invitation.

“Come here, baby girl.” 

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“There are few people whom I really love, and still fewer of whom I think well,” 

To be completely honest, I read this three times (one of which I fell asleep during the moment at the beginning where the main character and Namjoon are lying together and cuddling, and she almost gives in), and I still cannot get over this story. 

Namjoon is a total dreamboat. From beginning to end, I was just in awe of him and how you wrote him. He’s so sharp-sighted and witty and in-tune to her, and in the where’s he’s like, “stop it, i can hear you thinking”, I was smiling and giggling to myself because of how observant and cognizant he is. The morning that they shared together, the eating of the fruit (the “sweeter than sweet” part also made me smile), and the reading of Pride & Prejudice!! UGHHH!!!!

The entire scene with the main character reading and Namjoon going down on her was just SJSKJSJAODKLAKLDDL,LDL!! GENIUS BRAIN!!!!! To be honest, when I read it the first time, I was not completely paying attention to the passages you pulled from the book. I tried, but nothing was sticking until I read it again and was like aww. But one part stuck out to me the most, and it was when Mr. Darcy said, "I was in the middle before I begun." when referring to when he knew that he had feelings for her, and in my mind I was like “I wonder if this applies to these characters? I wonder how their story played out”, which then resulted in me creating a mind map of their story and how I thought that it played out lol!

Another thing that I loved about this was this part:

As with everything he does, he concentrates, his mind sharpened to a point. But this time it is directed at you. At times, this kind of intensity makes you want to shy away from it, from the sharpness of his attentions. But when you let yourself relax against it, it’s like letting him into your mind too, letting him see you for who and what you truly are. 

I mean, you see this type of intuitiveness and attentiveness with Namjoon at the very beginning, and you also see it when he’s like “Keep reading” and “You skipped ahead” when he was both concentrating on pleasuring her while listening to her read and I just.....sskskakaha! (I wanted to throw my phone across the room because GOOODDDDD!!!), but in this part, it’s shown in a different manner where he uses it to make her feel good, and it felt so deep and intimate I was blushing! (And when he called her “darling”....DARLING!!!@@@!!!!!! AND THEN THE LAST BIT OF THE STORY?!?!! JUST END ME NOW PLS! I melted)

This story was just so soft and sweet and wholesome (kind of) from beginning to end. Thank you, Willow!!! This was amazing!!! I’m sending you my heart on lots of fluffy clouds with sparkles. 💕

sunday morning | knj

PAIRING namjoon x reader

RATING explicit

GENRE smut, fluff, grad school au

WC 3K 

SUMMARY There’s so much to get done, and yet Namjoon can come up with at least three reasons why you should stay in bed just a little bit longer. 

WARNINGS oral sex (f. receiving), unprotected sex, morning sex, creampie, pride and prejudice in inappropriate situations 

AN: None of this is edited but I wanted to show my thanks for my most recent milestone in more than just saying thanks. 1 million bazillion thanks to @propinqxity​ who inspired this. I didn’t think it would spiral out like this and yet Kharli always manages to add a little magic to everything she touches. 

SUNDAY MORNING

On the other side of your bedroom door waits the world. The essential elixir: Coffee. Your favorite meal: breakfast. The best place in the world: the huge bay window that looks over the city. And, of course, the stack of five books you’re supposed to finish by the end of the week. You’re barely awake but you wince as the weight of the rest of the day settles on your shoulders. So much to do, so much to—

“Stop it,” a gruff voice grunts from the other side of the bed. You hadn’t realized he was awake.

“What?”

“I can hear you thinking.”

“Huh?”

“About everything you have to do today.” What the hell. Your back is facing him, and somehow still he can read you like the back of his hand, probably even with his eyes closed.

You roll over on your side hoping to catch him unawares, but he’s already looking at you. Those deep dark eyes, crinkled into a sleepy smile.

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