Me Before Reading This: Camping Is The Worst, No Thank You, We Spent So Much Time Perfecting Indoors

Me before reading this: camping is the worst, no thank you, we spent so much time perfecting indoors I feel no need to sleep outdoors on purpose.

Me after reading this: wellllll, I guess I could be persuaded to go camping if this Hobi is involved. Under protest of course. But not really.

I am in love with this line: "He is the epitome of sunshine, both in body and demeanor, always able to brighten the coldest chills with one look, one touch." <3

And the "Tae is really not that funny" was indeed - funny!!!

This was such a fun and naughty piece, thank you for writing and sharing!!! <3

keep me warm - jhs | m

cause you keep me and nice and you keep me warm. wanna feel you on me, can’t wait to get back there again - texas sun,  khruangbin

✹ summary- camping is always a great time when you’re with your friends, but even better with your boyfriend, hoseok.

✹ rating- explicit/18+/nsfw

✹ pairing- jung hoseok x reader

✹ word count- 3.9k - she’s a short lil quick dip ;)

✹ genre- smut. lol thats it. cant say there is much plot here besties!!! but there is big brother namjoon, brothers best friend hoseok, established relationship!!!

✹ warnings- explicit smut, cockwarming, dirty talk, penetrative sex, unprotected sex (be smart pls!), sex in a tent, a little exhibitionism???, fingering, finger sucking, creampie, lil bit of cum play but not really, hoseok is a dirty dirty boy and i love that about him tbh

✹ a/n- helloooo. i’ve been sitting on this and finally finished it!! thank you to @kimtaehyunq​ for the sexy banner and beta reading and general support. i was inspired to write this fic when i went camping but pls be warned that sex in a tent is not as sexy as this fic makes it seem 🤕 ILY BESTIES!!! lemme know your thots!!!

The annual Kim Family camp out is an event you haven’t missed since your seventh birthday when you had chicken pox. It’s an outing that has gained notoriety among your friends, a monumental yearly occasion that takes months of prep in advance. What started as a simple camp out with your parents and your older brother Namjoon has become an event with extended friends and family members and significant others involved. Your parents handed down the event to you and your brother, claiming their older age keeps them from being able to keep up with “the youth” for an entire weekend, instead preferring to join for a big cookout dinner, then head back to the comfort of their tempurpedic mattress and functional plumbing back at home.

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This is so soft and careful and warm and toasty and 🥺🥺🥺 and now I don't know what to do with myself. Your imagery is really something else I am in love <3

12 or 20 with namjoon bls 🥺

12 -   things you said when you thought i was asleep

you could argue that this filled 20 too, but let’s go with 12! thank you for the request anon, I hope you like it!! 💖 ty to my girl @hobi-gif as always!

pairing: namjoon x reader / word count: 0.6k / genre: fluff / warnings: none!

Namjoon’s clumsy. It’s an undeniable fact. You can trust him to look after your deepest secrets and whispered confessions, secure in the knowledge they’ll be fiercely protected, but if you want something carried? You’re better off asking someone else. He’ll drop it, bend it, break it, shatter it. No matter how hard he tries, things just fall apart under his fingers, for all that he tries to soften his grasp, tries to keep them swaddled in the cradle of his hands.

And yet, here you are, having given him the most priceless, delicate thing he could ever hold: your heart.

You trust his clumsy hands. You trust him, trust his tenderness, his gentleness, his kindness and his love—and Namjoon will never break that trust, strives to keep it safe. You forgive his fumbling, his stumbling; his floundering, his blundering. For you, he’s not a ham-handed, unintentional force of destructive chaos. For you, he stands rooted to the ground, a redwood, the Hyperion tree of your world, unshakeable and solid and stable. You sway into him because you know he’ll support you. You fall into his hands, comfortable in the knowledge he’ll keep you safe, keep you whole.

Even in your sleep you stay close. You press yourself against him, folding yourself into lines of his body, soft and quiet in the night. When he entwines his fingers with your own, even in your dreams he’d swear that you squeeze his hand, recognising his touch. He’s so careful with you, always, treats you like something priceless and worth protecting. He sweeps his gaze over your face, the curve of your lashes, the slant of your nose, the fall of your cupid’s bow into the line of your pretty mouth, and he loves loves loves you.

“I love you,” he whispers, quiet and soft and low, words so light in the air that you don’t even stir.

He wants to keep you safe forever, if you’ll let him.

“I’m going to marry you. If you’ll have me.” 

He lets the truth of it slip out into the world, into the silence of the room, full of nothing but the sound of your quiet breathing. He would never put words in your mouth, assume your acceptance—but in this moment, with only himself as a witness, he’ll allow himself this tiny, uncharacteristic selfishness, to imagine a world in which you say yes. 

Your breath hitches before you shift in your slumber, and Namjoon is there to be your eternal foundation, underneath and around you, arms encircling you. Even when he drifts into sleep, falls into the quiet embrace of his dreams, his grip on you doesn’t weaken. Careful, reverent, vigilant, always.

And when your lashes flutter, eyes opening, turning your head to stare up at his sleep-soft face, he keeps hold of you. When you brush your lips across his skin, feather-light, weightless, he keeps hold of you. When you whisper your quiet, quiet answer, that acceptance that Namjoon wants so desperately, of course I’ll marry you, silly goose, he keeps hold of you. Even if he doesn’t hear the promise in your words. Not yet.

But that’s okay. He will, soon. Until then he’ll hear it unspoken, in the way you care for him, love him; he’ll read it in the dawn sun, the way you light up for him, eyes round and lovely as you smile, a secret sparkling in your gaze. He’ll feel it in the way you reach for him, the way you laugh at his sloppy morning kisses, the way you go lax under his hands. The way you trust him to keep you unbroken and whole, wrapped up and safe in his love.

I love that your first warning is dilf!joon because yes this is definitely a warning. Uff. That man.

This was such a fun read, the love Joon and OC have for each other and the little heavenly family they created melts me into a puddle. The fucking phone call! I kinda thought Jimin caught on when he started talking about it the next day 😂But don't we all have that person in our lives that is just a talker so you can kind of tune them out when they are chatting away on the phone (you shouldn't and I feel bad but sometimes it cannot be helped!).

The absolute dramatics, the dinosaur nuggets, the ENDING 😂*chef's kiss*

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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Ugh I loved this, where can I get a myself a Joon like this please? Procrastinating your to-do-list sounds so much more productive like this. I love their sweet dynamic and Joon knows OC so well. And that quote at the end is everything: "There are few people whom I really love, and still fewer of whom I think well." <3

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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I LOVE THESE GIRLS!!!! And some of them vicariously living through OC's wedding. And they all being so nice and fun and loving and kind. <3 <3 <3

The earrings 🥺 Scary angry Hobi not being that scary at all, just hella confusing!!!

CHARRED: CHAPTER III

Jung Hoseok never thought he would find love.  So when his wife - the woman he has somehow fallen madly in love with - leaves him for somebody else he is heartbroken.  Of course, Bangtan waits for no-one.  Soon Hoseok is roped into yet another marriage, and this time he’s determined to keep himself safe.

When the man you thought you would spend the rest of your life with runs away with Jung Hoseok’s wife, you find yourself suddenly tied to a man you think is a monster.  But beneath the darkness in Hoseok’s eyes is a warmth you can’t help but yearn for.  Perhaps love truly does work in mysterious ways.

A/N: WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS UP GUYS! I UPDATED???? ITS A CHRISTMAS MIRACLE! PLEASE ENJOOOOOY

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“We need to decide a date.”

You stared up at Hoseok, wrapping your dressing gown tighter around your body.

“Could we talk about this another time maybe? I’ve just got out of the shower and I have no clothes on-” “Don’t care.” Hoseok pushed past you, clicking your front door shut behind him, “Taehyung’s been pestering me about a wedding date for a week now.  We have to choose one.”

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Okay, how about we give all women who are pushed to marry high up in Bangtan a proper self-defense class and weapons training before their wedding??? They are clearly a kidnapping risk!!!

And Irene pretending to forget that Jinyoung was her husband -.-

Is it bad that I feel bad for GOT7 because they seemed somewhat nice in the sense that they let her go and at least said they were sorry for drugging her? 😬 They don't seem that brutal and I like that but it also seems to me that this was their undoing :(

Also, Hobi not commenting on "I suppose they thought that I didn’t love you." just to have the "I love you" really said to him a moment later!

CHARRED: Chapter V

Jung Hoseok never thought he would find love.  So when his wife - the woman he has somehow fallen madly in love with - leaves him for somebody else he is heartbroken.  Of course, Bangtan waits for no-one.  Soon Hoseok is roped into yet another marriage, and this time he’s determined to keep himself safe.

When the man you thought you would spend the rest of your life with runs away with Jung Hoseok’s wife, you find yourself suddenly tied to a man you think is a monster.  But beneath the darkness in Hoseok’s eyes is a warmth you can’t help but yearn for.  Perhaps love truly does work in mysterious ways.

WARNINGS: Language and this chapter has some smutty smut smut

A/N: PLEASE ENJOY!

You stared at Irene, mouth gaping open.

She was smirking at you, a twinkle in her dark, smokey eyes.

“What- what are you doing?” You felt your throat dry out, “Why are you here?”

“I’m going to need you to come with me, Y/N,” Her face was relaxed, but she glanced downwards, and as you followed the shape of her body you noticed she was pointing a gun at you, “C’mon.  Don’t make a fuss.” You felt your heart thump against your chest loudly, “Why are you doing this?” “Sweetie, I’m the one holding the gun here.  I’ll ask the questions.”

“Actually,” You lifted your trembling hand, holding on tightly to the small pistol nestled between your fingers, “I think you should answer me.” Her eyes shifted and she quirked a thin brow.  Red lips pursed she sighed heavily, as though you were nothing more than an annoying child.

“You and I both know you’re not going to use that.”

There was a long beat of silence as you stared at her, unflinching. Irene sighed heavily.

“What do you want me to say, Y/N?” You flinched at the hardness in her eyes, “I want you to tell me what you’re doing here.” “The longer we stand in this doorway like this, pointing guns at each other, the more dangerous this become.”  She glared at you, “Just come with me, alright?  I won’t hurt you unless I have to.” “I’m not fucking-”

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