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Long time, no see!

This blog is officially dead. It will stay for readers to enjoy. I am still getting tons of likes and I truly appreciate the interest!

Some things happening that lead to this:

BTS is not active as a group anymore. Plus, I haven't personally liked the solo stuff (Namjoon's was okay and Yoongi's was good, but the rest... eh) It's hard to write about something that I don't think about all the time.

I had a bad car accident and it triggered a horrible depressive episode that turned into suicidal ideation. It's been 4 months and I'm still feeling fragile.

I've self diagnosed as Autistic, and am in the process of rearranging my life to help me function better. I plan on getting an official diagnosis eventually.

Due to my declining mental health and new perspective on being Autistic, we are moving to another place (Salt Lake City!), which means moving to a new state. New job, new place, etc.

The main issue is I don't want to / can't drive anymore. Still having flashbacks and panic every time I'm in a car 😮‍💨 SLC has a very integrated public transportation system that will be incredibly useful.

Anyway, if I do post it'll be on @threedecadesofawkward on here, or you can find me on tiktok (3decadesofawkward) and sometimes on instagram (introspectivereadings).

💜 I'll always be ARMY.💜

#bts #btsarmy #btsfanfic #namjoon #yoongi #seokjin #hoseok #taehyung #jimin #jungkook

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TALKTOMEINKOREAN.COM has some good free audio and stuff.

anyone know any free learn korean websites i can use on a laptop? i just started using duolingo and like it so far 

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The Red Thread (13) [M]

pairing: idol!namjoon (third pov) x fem!reader (first pov) genres: fluff, smut, angst tropes: soulmate au (red string), magical friends, two idiots in love

summary:

After a tragic event, you find a letter that gets you out of your comfort zone. Meeting Namjoon seems to be simple, but then you see the thread. The string brings about life changing decisions. Are you both ready for it?

chapter warnings: handjob in a tent word count: 453 author’s note: I don’t know how a person with a penis handles a handjob but I hope I did okay lol

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NAMJOON’S POV

Namjoon closed his eyes as her hand moved, his focus immediately on the sensations and pleasure of skin on skin contact. With one arm trapped under her body, all he could do was use his other hand to squeeze her hip with his hand as a shuddering breath fell out of his mouth. 

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So cute!!!

congrats, jen! can i request namjoon + “how mad would you be if i kissed you?” for your blogiversary event? <3

feather light | knj

pairing: namjoon x reader

rating: G

genre/warnings: strangers to lovers, fluff, barely any angst unless you count aerophobia as angst?, unedited bc that should be its own warning lol

word count: 1.1k

note: thank you so much for sending in a request!! it's been a while, i know, apologies for the delay!! for some reason i've always wanted to write a drabble where namjoon is a stranger on a plane hahahha i'm glad i was able to incorporate that idea into this request!! i hope you enjoy it heheh ☺️

— as always, i’d appreciate any thoughts or comments you may have, and please drop a like and/or reblog if you enjoy reading ♡

If you’re being honest, you don’t recall much of February 24.

You remember boarding the plane, and finding your seat, and fastening your seatbelt, and gnawing on your bottom lip like chewing gum throughout the pilot’s announcement. It was a relatively short flight, only two hours from your city to the island where your friend’s wedding took place that weekend. Usually, you can handle short flights just fine. You just needed to take your meds beforehand and you’d be good to go.

Except, you’d forgotten them at the hotel, on the counter in the bathroom, before you headed for the airport.

Looking back now, was it divine intervention?

Maybe. The universe works in mysterious ways. You’ll never know for sure.

Then, as you internally freaked out in seat 17A, you just knew that life absolutely sucked. Your own brain was feeding you the most terrible thoughts and painting the most gruesome scenarios of all the things that could go wrong over the next two hours. 

It was great - truly amazing - that you only had your brain for company and nothing to distract you.

You hated every aspect of flying, but takeoff and landing might have to the parts you despised the most. When the plane rumbled to life and began to slowly move on the runway, your hands immediately slapped down on the armrests and held onto them for dear life. You remember squeezing your eyes shut and not even daring to take a breath, as if one exhale could send you and all the other passengers to the nether world.

You remember staying completely still for five whole minutes, until the plane settled into a smooth rhythm and glided through the clouds with ease.

You remember taking an experimental breath, but then something warm moved underneath your right palm and you almost screeched in horror.

You remember opening your eyes to find yourself clutching the hand of the person sitting in the seat next to yours. The events of that day may not be very clear in your mind, but the absolute mortification you felt in that moment still sometimes resurfaces to the front of your brain.

You remember scrambling to apologize for holding his hand hostage and not even realizing it. You remember watching him smile amusedly and reassuring you that it was fine. You remember his soothing voice as he told you that his little sister was scared of flying too, “It’s all good.”

You remember the dimples and the kind eyes that calmed your storm for a split second.

Maybe that’s the real reason why you don’t remember February 24 all that well.

Maybe it was something that you only read in books and watched in movies: Love, at first sight.

You remember your hands getting clammy and he mistook it for your fear rearing its ugly head again. He started talking, no doubt to help distract you from the fact that you were thousands and thousands of feet in the air.

Admittedly, you couldn’t really focus on what he was saying, just that he was telling you how he was getting back from a trip with his friends. Something about being an art collector, something about vitamin B powder…

You don’t even know what you replied to his questions and stories, if you even responded at all or if you just sat there, listening but not really listening.

The task of trying not to make an even bigger fool of yourself in front of this beautiful stranger got you through the better part of the dreadful two hours, until the very end.

When the plane shook, only once and it was just very light turbulence, but that was enough for you to spiral again.

Curse the meds that were probably thrown away by housekeeping at that point, and curse you for leaving them behind.

You were back to square one, even though there were only twenty minutes left to endure. Your hands gripped whatever they could find as a means to ground yourself, and it just so happened that his hands were nearby.

You remember his long and delicate fingers wrapping around your sweaty ones, holding your hand back.

You remember him telling you that everything was fine, that you were almost home.

“Breathe.”

“In and out. 1… 2… 3…”

“That’s it… It’s almost over.”

You remember his warmth not leaving your palm until the plane landed, and the other passengers started getting their luggage from the overhead storage.

When you made it back onto solid ground and inside the safety of the airport, you thanked him for putting up with you the past couple of hours. He said he was glad that he could help, and you asked for his name then, shyly.

“Namjoon,” he answered with a dashing smile. “I told you on the plane.”

You remember flushing with embarrassment once again.

You walked together outside, then stopped to stand in silence as each of you ordered your own Uber.

Yours arrived first, and Namjoon helped you put your suitcase in the trunk of the car.

Sure, you might not remember much of what happened on February 24, but that doesn’t matter. What matters is that you’re sitting here, in the waiting lounge of that same airport three and a half years later. This time, you remember to bring your meds, but nevertheless, your leg still bounces in anticipation of the flight you’ll be boarding soon. Until his hand lands on your knee to soothe your nerves, and his voice is clear in your ears.

“Stop that,” he chuckles. “You’re making my seat vibrate.”

You shoot him a glare and your best pout. “I can’t believe you’re making me fly on our anniversary. I should be so mad at you.”

He laughs then, gentle hand moving from your knee to interlace your fingers, diluting this “anger” of yours that’s already as non-existent as it is.

“How mad would you be if I told you that we can do whatever we want for the next five stress-free days? Fancy hotel spas, lounging by the pool all day, dinners right on the beach… I even called your boss and asked for two more days off if you want to stay longer.”

You bite the inside of your cheek to keep from smiling, but he sees right through you. “Still very mad.”

He narrows his eyes playfully, squeezing your hand because he knows he’s already forgiven. “And how mad would you be if I kissed you? My kisses always make you feel better, mhmm?”

You remember that feeling you had on February 24, when you saw him smile for the first time.

— all rights reserved © jeonqkooks. reposting, translating and/or modifying is not permitted by any means. [posted 11.03.2023]

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The Red Thread (13) [M]

pairing: idol!namjoon (third pov) x fem!reader (first pov) genres: fluff, smut, angst tropes: soulmate au (red string), magical friends, two idiots in love

summary:

After a tragic event, you find a letter that gets you out of your comfort zone. Meeting Namjoon seems to be simple, but then you see the thread. The string brings about life changing decisions. Are you both ready for it?

chapter warnings: handjob in a tent word count: 453 author’s note: I don’t know how a person with a penis handles a handjob but I hope I did okay lol

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NAMJOON’S POV

Namjoon closed his eyes as her hand moved, his focus immediately on the sensations and pleasure of skin on skin contact. With one arm trapped under her body, all he could do was use his other hand to squeeze her hip with his hand as a shuddering breath fell out of his mouth. 

Suddenly, cold air hit him as she pulled him completely out of his pants, causing him to gasp and eyes to open.

“On your back,” she whispered, voice shaky. Mouth dry, he did as she asked, eyes wide as she straddled him. She left enough room for her to lean over him with hands still working. He bit his lip as her tongue poked out of her mouth, hips moving to match her hand. When she glanced at his face, Namjoon caught mischief twinkling. Before he could contemplate what it meant, her mouth was on him.

“Fuck!” he growled, both hands falling to her head. He shuddered as her tongue licked and pressed against spots he hadn’t dealt with in a long time. “That feels good.” He realized how dumb he sounded, but then was distracted again. The familiar build up of pleasure was happening faster than he could control. “Slow down, I’m too close.”

“I don’t want to stop.” Her breath tickled his dick, making it twitch. She shyly looked up from under her lashes. “Let me help you finish.” Namjoon found himself unable to deny her request.

“Whatever you want,” was all he could muster, trying to remember to breathe. She maneuvered her body to get more comfortable, thighs pressed against his and tapped his hips. It took a second, but then Namjoon realized she wanted him to lift his hips. Heartbeat loud in his ears, he did and his sweatpants were pulled down almost to his knees. The tarp bottom of the tent was easily ignored as she bent over him and continued to take him into her mouth. He finally closed his eyes, hands in her hair, and let himself fall into pleasure completely.

The sounds of early morning were completely ignored as the sun began to warm the inside of the tent. She took him deep into her mouth more than once, and Namjoon whispered a warning. Her mouth popped off his cock and she used both hands to work him towards orgasm. Namjoon’s hands fell to the side and gripped the blanket as he swore repeatedly, coming over her hands. Sucking in deep breaths, gripped her shirt and pulled her as gently as possible in for a kiss. He poured his satisfaction into the way he tasted her, tongues tangling.

“Morning,” she breathlessly said as they pulled apart.

“I.. uh, morning,” he replied, grinning.

#kim namjoon #namjoon x reader #bts rm #namjoon smut #rm x reader #soulmate au

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name a man more boyfriend i'll wait

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WHATTTT omg anyone got a screenshot hehe

joon did not just come on live to show us a giant hickey and say “i’m feeling so calm” LMAO

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The Red Thread Masterlist

pairing: idol!namjoon (third pov) x fem!reader (first pov) genres: fluff, smut, angst tropes: soulmates (red string), magical friends, two idiots in love

summary:

After a tragic event, you find a letter that gets you out of your comfort zone. Meeting Namjoon seems to be simple, but then you see the thread. The string brings about life changing decisions. Are you both ready for it?

warnings: parent death, anxiety and depression symptoms, mention of same sex relationships, explicit sex (will specify in chapter post), switching POVs, unedited, shorter chapters than usual

01. A Little Vacation 02. Joanna’s List 03. Solitude 04. Turmoil of Emotions 05. Cool, Collected, Charming 06. Left or Right? 07. Metaphysical Things 08. Kiss & Tell 09. The Magic Word 10. 자기야 11. Cygnus (M) 12. Please (M) 13. … (M) 14. … 15. … {etc}

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The Red Thread (12) [M]

pairing: idol!namjoon (third pov) x fem!reader (first pov) genres: fluff, smut, angst tropes: soulmate au (red string), magical friends, two idiots in love

summary:

After a tragic event, you find a letter that gets you out of your comfort zone. Meeting Namjoon seems to be simple, but then you see the thread. The string brings about life changing decisions. Are you both ready for it?

chapter warnings: fingering in a tent (????) word count: 400 author’s note: not my best work but... i might just be second guessing myself lol

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READER’S POV

“Do you like that?” Namjoon whispered softly, a mixture of curiosity and teasing.

“Yeah,” I breathed, unable to say anything else. His body pressed against my back, his fingers moving to my other breasts. I instinctively squeezed my thighs together. I wondered if I should just take his hand and drag it downward, but would that ruin the romantic moment we were having? I swallowed hard and gave my hips a slight wiggle. 

“I’ll stop if you say,” he promised with another nip and lick on shoulder. I groaned and placed my left hand on top of his. He stopped for a moment, and I tentatively started to push his hand toward the band of my pajama bottoms. His touch burned my skin as the tip of his fingers dipped under my clothes. I squeezed my eyes shut as he slid his hand further into my underwear.

“Please touch me,” I repeated. His fingers dipped between my thighs and I gasped as he spread me open. Everything he did was gentle, taking in my reaction and making it feel even better. His fingers found my clit, rubbing in just the way that made my whole body tingle with pleasure. I bit my lip, shivering and opening myself more. He hummed in my ear and continued kissing my skin. I felt the gentle waves of pleasure starting to build, getting larger with each movement of his. I started to pant, knowing my orgasm was coming soon. It was quicker than usual, and when it hit me, the intensity was almost unexpected.

“Fuck,” he groaned in my ear as I cried out, shuddering and bucking my hips. I dug my fingers into his arm as I rode out the wave, pleading for him to not stop. The whole time, Namjoon kissed and licked the skin of my neck and shoulders, wrapping his strong arm around me to hold me close.

“Oh my god,” I gasped after a moment of harsh breathing. He laughed, seeming suddenly bashful. I clung to his arm, closing my eyes to the safety of his embrace. It took me a few minutes to realize he was still pressing against my back, as stiff as he was before. I swallowed and turned in his arms. He seemed surprised as he looked down at me. “Let me.”

“Y-you don’t have - oh…” he groaned as I dived into his sweatpants and gripped his shaft.

#namjoon x reader #kim namjoon #rm x reader #namjoon smut #bts rm #red string au #soulmate au

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The Red Thread (11) [M]

pairing: idol!namjoon (third pov) x fem!reader (first pov) genres: fluff, smut, angst tropes: soulmate au (red string), magical friends, two idiots in love

summary:

After a tragic event, you find a letter that gets you out of your comfort zone. Meeting Namjoon seems to be simple, but then you see the thread. The string brings about life changing decisions. Are you both ready for it?

chapter warnings: heavy petting, nipple play, asking for consent word count: 680 author’s note: sorry it took a while, i was second guessing the next few parts but... decided to just go with it and see what happens?

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NAMJOON’S POV

Namjoon blinked at the question, unsure what she was speaking about. When he recalled what he boldly called her, Namjoon felt his ears burn. It was too soon to use any kind of nickname, especially when this was still such a weird circumstance. It felt natural on his tongue, though.

“It’s an affectionate nickname for partners to use,” he murmured, embarrassed. “It came out without me thinking about it.” Namjoon wanted to go back to kissing her, enjoying the feeling of her body against his. As if reading his mind, she moved as close as possible to him, her side squished against his.

“It’s pretty, the way you said it.”

“Good to know,” he replied, relieved. He went to kiss her again, but she put a finger to his lips. He reluctantly put space between them.

“Where’s the blanket you brought? The most comfortable blanket I’ll ever experience? You promised me.”

“Forgive me, 자기야 I got distracted,” Namjoon laughed, watching her cheeks get red from the endearment.

Once the blanket was on the ground, the two of them laid on it, shoulders touching as they whispered about the constellations and the mythical stories connected to them. Namjoon pointed out the constellation of Cygnus, named after a Greek king who was transformed into a swan. She pointed out the well-known constellations, but also found one Namjoon hadn’t been able to see before. They stayed up a long while, trading stories about the stars.

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The first thing Namjoon registered was being comfortably warm. He hummed, not fully awake, and moved closer to whatever was radiating the soothing heat. Nothing could penetrate his sleepy mind at the moment, not even the morning noises of camping and the cool air coming through the material. His right arm was out enough for her to use it as a pillow. He let his hand roam, moving over soft cotton then meeting smooth skin. His hand wandered further upward, meeting the curve of a breast.

Namjoon’s hand froze, waiting for a response from her in his arms. With her breathing even and quiet, he realized she was still asleep. His eyes popped open, his own breathing becoming ragged. He was stuck between being bold and waking her up, or pulling his hand away and taking care of himself in the shower.

When she moved in her sleep, her pebbled nipple brushed against his hand, causing his cock to fully wake up and pressed against her in earnest. Namjoon bit it lip hard and slowly started to pull his hand out from under her shirt. A soft, sleepy hum came from her throat and she pressed against him once again. He froze, waiting to see if she was now awake.

"... keep touching me, please."

The words were so soft Namjoon wondered if he misheard them through his thundering heartbeat in his ears. She pressed her own hips backward. His whole body buzzed with energy. Namjoon let out a shaky breath before putting his lips near her ear. Had she been speaking in her sleep? He had to make sure before giving into his urges.

“Do you want me to keep touching you?” She nodded, but Namjoon wasn’t taking that as an answer. “Yes or no, 자기야.”

“Yes, please,” she responded breathlessly, turning just enough to catch his eyes with her own. Namjoon moaned, moving his lips to the skin just under her ear. He kissed her skin as his big hand cupped her breast, her nipple pressing against the palm of his hand. She arched her back and Namjoon relished the feel of her body warmth through their clothing.

He moved his lips to her shoulders, brushing softly, enjoying her reaction. He nipped at her collarbone and licked the spot, relishing the small shivers going through her body as he pinched her nipple with his fingers. She whimpered. He sucked on the skin of her shoulder. After a moment, he pulled back to watch her face, pinching the beaded tip of her breast. Her eyes were closed, but her mouth was opened just enough to let little happy sounds slip out.

#namjoon x reader #rm x reader #bts rm x reader #bts rm #kim namjoon #red thread au #red string of fate au

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more like save me because he’s so cute 🥺

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Yoongi dark blue moodboard

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Yoongi marry me!

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let’s talk about it: bts’ closets

It’s late lol and I was inspired by Sunny @minisugakoobies latest poll about borrowing BTS’s clothes, but it got me thinking hard about their actual style and how great it is!! I feel like they all have such distinct personalities that come through in the way they dress, and if I had all the money (and style sense) in the world, here are the outfits from each member I would want to steal:

BTW, I would love everyone else’s input on the outfits they would steal!! (drop me an ask)

Namjoon

Can we just talk about the yellow daisy shirt? Because it’s literally fucking perfect. I think I love it almost as much as I love Namjoon, and I love that man. It’s the perfect piece that adds some interest without making too much of a statement, and it’d look so cute styled with so many other things. i love that he matched the shoes to it too. If I saw anyone wearing this, I would offer to wife myself immediately. The second outfit? I would steal it bc I literally have it. I have it and I wore this same combo - sneakers, plain shirt, grey long coat, and jeans to the art museum. So Namjoon is basically my boyfriend already you see.

Seokjin

Lowkey, I feel like we don’t give Seokjin enough credit for his sweatshirt collection. He has one of the best sweatshirt collections among the members.  think it’s his staple piece, and it totally fits the cosy boyfriend vibe he exudes. Like what other man looks as equally adorable and hot wearing a fluffy bear on their shirt? Let me know. I like how he pairs them with both trousers and jeans depending on the mood of the outfit, esp as someone that loves sweatshirts too. Every once in a while though, he busts out a piece like the jacket in the second pic and I have to pick my jaw up off the floor bc I NEED IT.

Yoongi

If there’s one word I’d use to describe Yoongi wearing anything, it’s effortless. He could be wearing a paper bag and look like he walked off a runway. I like how his casual sense of style really showcases how beautiful he actually is. Like the outfit in the first pic is so simple, but he’s literally glowing in it?! Proof that self-confidence goes a long way. Also we just need to talk about the LV sweatshirt bc he pulls it off even though it’s not his typical style, and I love the pop of color in an otherwise plain outfit (would I wear it on the first day of class if I was still in college? yes)

Hoseok

No bc let’s actually talk about it: Hoseok is a fashion god. I’ve never come across anyone with a better eye for style than him. He’s bold, expressive, and not afraid to take risks and I love that. He can take the most cacophonous pieces and somehow make them work. Like if you step back and look at the first outfit - none of those pieces should work together. At all. But they do bc he knows how to blend patterns and colors. Also making a bold claim that this man knows his way around some denim bc it looks so good on him - the way he pairs navy on navy in the second fit without it looking like a Canadian tuxedo is beyond me (I NEED THOSE PANTS!).

Jimin

We can’t even talk about Jimin without talking about his iconic Chelsea boots and leather jackets. We love a man who knows the value and importance of styling outfits with statement pieces in mind. Also proof of how a well-made good quality garment can stretch a long way when it comes to style. But also?? Can we talk about his accessories?? Bc they’re wonderful. From the hat to the cute bag in the first fit - he really puts thought into the details and those little things are what pulls his outfit together.

Taehyung

I know I said I’d steal Namjoon’s clothes, but these pics of Tae have me rethinking my vote entirely. Tae’s style is driven by such a strong creative vision - he knows the look he wants to execute and he delivers on theme every single time, despite how different the two outfits are. I’m in love with the patterned shirt from the first outfit that breaks up the blocks of color (thought out like a true artist Mr. Vantae). And then the paint splotches on the second outfit? Amazing. Also big ups to Tae bc he supports sweater vests and I am the number one sweater vest enthusiast (they make everybody look cute and cosy).

Jungkook

As someone who wears scrubs most of the day, I really support Jungkook’s mission to be as comfortable as possible at all times. Who said looking good has to be uncomfortable? I’ve been freaking out over the jeans in the first pic ever since I found out Jeon Jungkook existed - they elevate the outfit while still keeping the look very boyfriend bc of the stripes on the side (as the proud owner of some two-toned denim myself). And then the hanbok!! Jungkook predicted how matching sets would be all the rage a few years before it happened! A lowkey trendsetter >>>

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" BUTTER " BTS I Easy dance for kids I By TROOPERS STUDIO

Might try as a workout 😭 aren't they awesome?

#Youtube

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Thoughts: if I were to record myself reading fics (mine but maybe others with permission?) Would you listen?

Like for yes!

#bts fic #bts x reader #namjoon x reader #yoongi x reader #what i write mostly lol