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seokjinlesbian · 4 years
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2 cool 4 skool → map of the soul : 7
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bts ✩ stay gold ✩ colour palette (2/3)
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kpopaeipathy · 5 years
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LOVE YOURSELF 承 ‘Her’ Concept Photos Lockscreen 
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mangpd · 5 years
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joonsplaylist · 5 years
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just smile for yourself, in that paradise
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studiojoonie · 5 years
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📖 happy together
📝A/N  this is HEAVILY inspired by the film happy together(1997)!
pairings kim namjoon / reader
characters kim namjoon, gender neutral reader
genre angst
rating PG
warnings vague descriptions of assault
word count 264 (very short ik!)
summary namjoon hasn’t seen you in a long time, but he never expected you to reunite like this
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there’s no reason for namjoon to have any guests.
it’s 2:46 AM on a sunday night and for one–there’s not a single soul in seoul he knows that would come visit him at this hour. namjoon’s apartment is in one of the shittiest neighbourhoods of seoul, and walking around at this hour is asking to get mobbed. yet there’s only one person he knows who would even think of showing up at this time.
y/n l/n.
but it’s impossible…and way too many months have passed since you’d both seen each other. he’d moved to seoul whilst you’d stayed in ilsan after your fallout—an irrational trip to the waterfalls. namjoon had always wanted to go and once upon a time, you’d have gone anywhere with him.
three nights in after one too many fights, you disappeared the morning after.
namjoon acted like he didn’t care and blocked your number. went back home and started packing. he tried to contact you a week later—no response. namjoon didn’t try again.
yet he opens the door and there you are.
concern quickly takes over the surprise on his face as he analyses your features. your lip’s busted, eye heavily bruised with dark circles painted underneath. he watches you wince as you crack an empty smile.
time seems to freeze over as he pulls you in and lets you sink into his arms.
“you’re an idiot. i hope you know that.” namjoon murmurs.
“yeah. sorry.”
he pulls away and frowns, eyes slightly red but you don’t comment on it. instead you grin at him.
“no welcome back?”
“shut up, y/n.”
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cassie-baby · 5 years
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🍑 peach namseok moodboard 🍑
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hobijoon · 6 years
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He’s so powerful oh lord
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imisswonho · 6 years
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namjoon appreciation 7/∞ || THAT stare 🎤
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knj-jhs · 6 years
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🐨 or 🐥
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seokjinlesbian · 4 years
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the best boys
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bts ✩ stay gold ✩ colour palette (1/3)
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hungline · 5 years
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now isn’t the time, nor the place
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pairings: namjin, jihope, future namseok  genre: fluff, angst, soulmates au, rated pg13  warnings: referenced future character death, soulmates with complications  words: 1115 
summary: Seokjin isn’t Namjoon’s soulmate. Hoseok is. 
⇢ day seven of namseok week 2018 
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“Joonie if we don’t see Black Panther, I’m literally going to hate you forever,” Seokjin whines, prodding at Namjoon’s sides as he does. “I will fight you to the death.”
Namjoon laughs nervously, unsure of whether the elder is serious or not. “Hyung, if you kill me who will keep your cold feet warm at night?”
Seokjin scoffs, pushing Namjoon up the line as the next person walks up to buy their ticket. “Yoongichi, of course. Who else runs at the same temperature you do except for him?”
“Well, It’s good to know that my boyfriend of three years is crushing on my best friend. Thanks, babe,” Namjoon replies sarcastically, wincing when Seokjin slaps his arm in retaliation. “Ow!”
“That's what you get for implying that I’m a slut,” Seokjin sniffs, not bothering to keep his voice quiet as the mother behind them claps her hands over the ears of her son with an evil look directed right at Seokjin.
Namjoon sighs and wraps an arm around the elder’s shoulders to pull him in close. “Hyung, I apologize because that was never my intention in the first place. You know I love you.”
Seokjin preens under his touch and quick apology, nodding smugly. “That's more like it. I love you too, Joon-ah.”
Namjoon smiles and presses a kiss to Seokjin’s temple, moving them along until it's their turn to step up and buy their tickets from the booth. “Two for Black Panther, please.”
Seokjin whoops and hangs off Namjoon’s arm, grabbing the tickets as soon as Namjoon has paid for them. Namjoon laughs at him, holding the door open so that Seokjin can enter first and smiling when Seokjin pats his cheek in thanks. The elder hands their tickets to the boy at the door and takes their stubs back, shoving them into his pocket as he leads Namjoon to the concession line. Seokjin chatters about their food options, fingers dancing over Namjoon’s soulmate timer and Namjoon shivers at the subtle touch of his hyung’s fingertips on his skin.
They’ve been together for three years and throughout those three years, Namjoon has always wondered why Seokjin isn't his soulmate. They're very suited to each other, Namjoon being hot-headed at times but cooling down under Seokjin’s patient guidance. Seokjin wanting to dote on someone while also being doted on in return. Namjoon feels like the older one most of the time because of how often Seokjin acts like a child, but he's grown used to it and Seokjin is happy that he gets to be foolish with the one he trusts and loves the most.
They’ve only talked about their soulmates once, but it had told Namjoon all he really had to know.
Seokjin’s soulmate had died young when Seokjin was six. His timer has an infinity symbol instead of a countdown or a set of zeros.
Because death isn't really the end and there will always be an infinite amount of chances to love again.
Namjoon hasn't met his soulmate yet, but he's about to.
His timer is in its last ten seconds, his internal clock clanging with vibrations as the pull from his soulmate grows stronger. Namjoon has no idea what may happen, but he knows he won't leave Seokjin for his soulmate. Not now when the ban on non-soulmates getting married is about to be lifted.
Because Namjoon can see himself spending the rest of his life with Seokjin, can see himself raising kids and pets of all sorts together. He can see them in a field as they watch the stars for the very last time before they take their last breaths together.
Namjoon loves Seokjin enough that never meeting his soulmate wouldn't matter to him.
But as they stand in line, with Seokjin debating on what to order, Namjoon's timer hits zero.
He looks up the moment it does and meets the gaze of his soulmate.
It's a man. Shorter than Namjoon with brown wavy hair and a heart-shaped mouth. The apples of his cheeks are perfectly round, giving him a cheery demeanor even from afar. He's smiling, but the smile is frozen on his face.
He's beautiful.
But he isn't Namjoon's.
Because when Namjoon looks down, he finds that his soulmate is holding hands with someone else. Namjoon's soulmate is holding hands with a boy who has a round face, a beautiful eye-smile, and light orange hair. They look good together and Namjoon doesn't want to ruin that.
He isn't his soulmate's either. They do not have the choice to be with one another at the moment.
He looks down to where Seokjin has his hand wrapped around his and Namjoon's heart thumps in his chest, reminding him of what he already has ー of what he's always wanted. Someone to love and to be loved in return.
Namjoon looks back up to find that his soulmate is looking at his hand intertwined with Seokjin's as well. His soulmate blinks a few times then looks down at where he's holding hands with Tangerine. He pauses there as if thinking something over and Namjoon guesses that he probably knows exactly what his soulmate is debating.
(A few years from now, Namjoon will find out that his soulmate's name is Jung Hoseok and that Tangerine's name was Park Jimin. After Jimin dies, Hoseok will be but a mere shell of who he used to be and Namjoon will understand because he felt the same way after Seokjin passed away from an illness. They'll meet again when Yoongi introduces them and then they won't let go.
But right now, Namjoon doesn't know any of that and right now, they are just two men in love with someone who isn't their soulmate. They are simply men in love with the wrong person at the right time. And that's all that Namjoon focuses on.)
His soulmate looks back up and a moment of silent understanding passes between them.
Now isn't the time, nor the place.
Seokjin tugs on Namjoon's arm, vying for his attention again and Namjoon nods at his soulmate before looking at the elder with a calm smile on his face. Seokjin is tracing the zeros on Namjoon's wrist, one brow piqued in question.
Namjoon shakes his head and feels his heart warm when Seokjin smiles at him, bringing him in close for a tame kiss, one of the few that Seokjin reserves for when they're out in public and he's pleased about something Namjoon did.
Because Namjoon has a soulmate, and even if it isn't Seokjin, Namjoon is still happy. Seokjin wants Namjoon to be happy just as much as Namjoon wants Seokjin to be happy as well.
That's all that matters.
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kpopaeipathy · 4 years
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Santa Hunt (Namjoon Drabble)
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Pairing: Namjoon x Reader
Genre: Fluff
Prompt: We have been walking for hours in this forest looking for a tree, and I’m pretty sure we’ve got lost.
Summary: When getting lost isn’t that bad.
Word Count: 855
A/N: I’m sorry I didn’t post it on time. But it’s done and I hope you like it ^^
Requested by Anon.
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Who in their right mind decides to do something scary at Christmas? Who in their right mind sends a bunch of hormone-laden teenagers wandering through a forest alone? Your class was obviously crazy enough to do something like that.
Of course the festival organizers loved the idea. A Santa Claus hunt in the middle of the Christmas trees. The winner would get a beautiful and great gift. All people had to do was enter the pine forest (which conveniently existed next to the college) and find the lost Santa Claus (one of the costumed students). While they searched, the other students would hide in the trees and play tricks on the adventurers. It would really be a fantastic idea if the forest wasn't too big and it wasn't easy to get lost in there. What happened to you and your duo.
You glanced at Namjoon, who was wearing a brown jumpsuit, a horned bow on his head, and a clown nose covering his own nose. How could anyone imagine that a reindeer costume would scare anyone? When he looked at you, you quickly looked away, looking back through the forest that seemed totally deserted.
"Are you tired?" Namjoon asked suddenly, drawing your attention back to him.
"Not exactly," you answered. That wasn't a lie. Even though you were walking through the woods for an hour or so, you weren't tired. Your legs hurt a little, but it was the fault of the light footsteps you tried to take so as not to sink into the snow that was highest in that part of the forest. Your belly was protesting, but you weren't hungry or anything, it was simply because the butterflies that invaded your stomach when you found out that Namjoon was going to be your pair wouldn't stop beating their wings for even a minute.
"Want to stop to rest?" He asked, but his eyes were on the forest ahead of him. 
"Aren't we going to have problems if they see us outside our marking?" You asked, although you really wanted to stop looking for the tree that bore your name and Namjoon's. You were definitely lost and it was no use to keep looking. But of course you would do what Namjoon thought best.
“Honestly,” he replied, sighing and stopping, “I don't think we'll find this tree. We're pretty lost and it's all my fault because I didn't want to admit it.”
"I don't think it's your fault," you reassured him. "I didn't want to admit it either, let alone say you didn't know what you were doing."
Namjoon laughed and looked at you. He really looked from your head to your feet.
"I really think we should take a break and stay near one of those trees," he said, looking around and picking a random tree.
You said nothing, just followed him, as you had been doing since you had entered the forest. It was strange not to talk to him. Although you like him for a long time, Namjoon was your friend and you had already done several things together. You just had never really been alone.
When you stopped under a tree, Namjoon opened the bag he was carrying and pulled a red sheet out of it, throwing it over your shoulders. That gesture made you stand very close to each other, with one of his arms around your shoulders, almost as if you were hugging each other.
"I like your fantasy," he said suddenly, drawing your attention from your almost embrace. "But you must be very cold in that outfit."
You didn't like the pixie costume your friends had arranged for you. Not only because it really wasn't as hot as it should be, but also because green didn't suit you. Or at least that's what you thought.
"Did you really like my costume?" You asked, praying that he wouldn't hear the rapid beating of your heart.
"You look very pretty," was his reply. You were going to smile, thinking it was amazing that he said you were beautiful, but then he completed it. “I mean, it's not that you're just beautiful with this costume. You're always pretty. But that color looks good on you.”
That was even better than you had thought. Maybe you were wrong about green after all.
"I like your costume too," you said, then held out your hand, because you had been wanting to do that since he'd put on the costume, and removed the clown's nose. "That's all that was ruining it."
"I'm a reindeer," he laughed, looking at you and widening his eyes a little as he finally noticed your nearness.
"Now you are the most beautiful reindeer of all," you answered and smiled.
Of all the things you expected Namjoon to do, you didn't expect him to kiss you. But that's exactly what he did. And that simple gesture warmed you more than the red sheet that enveloped you both.
When your lips parted, Namjoon smiled and said, "It wasn't so bad that we got lost after all."
"No, it wasn't," you agreed and it was your turn to kiss him.
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mangpd · 6 years
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Hobi + No More Dream for @ddaeng-it
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joonsplaylist · 5 years
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I’m leavin’ you, I’m livin’ you... Seoul
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