#jimin harry potter au

[thedoctorsthings]

BTS reactions: confession during the battle of Hogwarts

warning: kind of bad ending for Jimin (sorry) no nsfw but kissing. suicidal thoughts (it's one line don't worry), magical violence and one(1) mention of blood.

(also my native language isn't English so I got no idea where to put commas)

fluff/angst

word count: a fucking load

SEOKJIN

You had to go with everyone being evacuated. You knew you did, no matter how much it broke your heart. That damned accident had taken everything from you, your ability to walk properly, your quidditch career, and now you couldn't even fight for the school you loved, the only place you ever called home. As you're walking out the great hall he's all you can think of. You hadn't seen Seokjin since you left the room of requirement. Somewhere in the hurdles of people you'd lost him and now you were starting to worry you might not see him again before it all begins, before you're out of here to safety and he's still in here fighting for the life of the school without being able to say goodbye. All you see is people running around, panicking looking for their friends like you. Seokjin was part of your friend group, although you always felt something more for him he always saw you as a friend. Right now that didn't matter. All that was important that you could see him at least one last time, whether or not he felt the same for you was irrelevant. You're almost at the entrance to the tunnel now, just mere minutes and it's too late. Right when the front of the line starts entering you see the back of his head. You would recognise those shoulders anywhere. He's standing at the other end of the hallway and he's far away, too far away. "JIN" ,you yell and you start running towards him. "JIN" , now he turns his head. After a fraction of a second he sees you and starts running too. You push people aside as you go as quick as your bad leg permits you. He's much faster than you and when he get's to you he takes you in his arms, almost lifts you off the ground and catches you in a passionate kiss. Many times you had imagined what this moment would be like, him finally kissing you. None of it compared to what you felt right now. The whole world disappeared, all that was left were his arms around your waist and the feeling of his breath on your cheek. When you break away from each other he starts rambling. A stream of words about how he thought you'd left already and how he'd been worried sick that he would never see you again spilled out of his mouth, meanwhile he had not yet let you go. He'd be an idiot to ever do that again. "I have to go", you told him, but as you looked around you saw your chance had passed. The group of students being evacuated was gone. They'd all passed through the tunnel and you were left behind. "I will do everything in my power to keep you safe, I promise", Seokjin said as he took you by the hand, leading you to a safe space. His 7 years of messing around at night and with Filch had made him an expert when it came to secret rooms and passageways.

YOONGI

You panicked as you ran into the Great hall, looking around for your friend. You knew all your other friends were safe. You'd been together the whole time but in the chaos of the battle you had lost Yoongi somewhere. Now you could barely bring yourself to look at the bodies lined up along the wall. What if he was one of them? What if the boy you loved was one of the bloody remains robbed of their chance to even graduate? What if he was one of the poor children who's last moments were shrouded in darkness and fear? He would be taken from you before you ever had the chance to find out if he felt the same for you. Reluctantly you looked at all the faces, professor Lupin, his wife, the young boy with the camera and, oh God, Fred Weasley. This damned war was destroying everything. So many innocent faces you'd seen striding the hallways happily not even a year ago. Dread settled in your stomach as you couldn't spot Yoongi among any of the living in the room. You could barely breathe as you started walking quicker. Then, finally, you spotted him sitting on a bench on the other side of the hall. Now you were actually crying. When you've nearly reached him you call his name through tear stained lips and almost jump in his arms when stands up. You hug each other tighter than you ever have. He pulls you impossibly close while you sob into his shirt. When you look up at him, he kisses you just as hard. Everything you've ever dreamed of in the sickest of circumstances. "I love you", he whispers into your mouth. You tear away and sit down on the bench together. All you can do is sit in silence and hold each other while you try to process the horror of what has happened. "we're all too young, none of us will ever recover", you say after a few minutes. The only response he can give is to pull you closer.

HOSEOK

You're standing together on the bridge between debris and dust. Watery sunshine graces your faces. It seems like it's the first time you've felt it in months. "I always believed in him, from the very beginning. When things started getting bad I never doubted for a second that Harry would do the right thing and save us". You tore your eyes away from the view and looked at Hoseok: "Of course you did. You always believe in a good ending", you said. "do you think he'll ever recover from this?", you add. "of course not, I'm not that optimistic". You sigh: "I'm going inside. I need to find some way to contact my mother". "wait". Hoseok turns to you and takes your hands: "This whole battle has made me realise something", he waits for just a second, as if trying to gather his words. "I care about you more than I thought. All I could think about this whole time was you. Wondering if you we're okay and making myself sick with scenarios where you don't make it. I'm in love with you Y/N". Even amidst all this misery and mourning you manage to feel a kind of joy you haven't felt since the ministry started coming after people like you, muggle-borns. "I love you", you say with a smile before kissing him softly on his dusty lips. He wraps his arms around your waist and breathes a sigh of relief: "good, I was worried you'd push me on the ground again for ruining our friendship". You manage a little giggle: "that was one time, let it go". "never!"

NAMJOON

You're running through the hallways, or at least what's left of them. Left and right people are dueling. The hallways are lit up by colourful spells and stones whizzle around your ears. You have to find him. You love your friend and love is even word too soft for what you feel for him, but your clumsy friend should not be trusted to be alone in a battle like this. You take a second to look around. A death eater lunges for you but you manage to paralyse him right before he gets to you. "see, I told you those reflexes wouldn't only be useful in Quidditch". You look around and see Oliver Wood who just landed a stone on Rookwood's head. "Oliver, where is Namjoon!", you yell. "I saw him leave through the big doors? he's after yaxley". You bolt for the doors. You manage to dodge an expelliarmus curse and jump out the door. Once outside you're overtaken by horror. The familiar feeling of cold and inexpressible dread fill your entire body, worse than you've ever felt it before. Dozens, no hundreds of dementors are eerily floating over the near frozen grass, but they have no eye for you. they're all going for the Namjoon. He's hunched over and sitting on the ground. No matter how hard he had tried he had never been able to cast a Patronus, but neither had you. Now was the moment. You had to. You had to save the boy who had struck up a conversation on the Hogwarts express at the beginning of your second year because he knew you were new and had no friends, the boy you were in love with since he took you to the yule ball and danced with you all night. You thought of that night and said: "expecto patronum". nothing happend. You saw how a dementor held Namjoon's almost limp body by his face. "come on!", you begged yourself in tears. As you gripped your wand tighter you tried to repress every bad memory with images of Namjoon. slowly but surely your mind was taken over by warm memories of the boy who introduced you to all your dear friends. "EXPECTO PATRONUM" you yell now. The entire field is engulfed in a white light. A beautiful swan cleaved the darkness like it was nothing. The hundreds of dementors hissed with the ugliest sound you'd ever heard and disappeared. You ran over the grass and kneeled next to him. "why are you out here all alone, you absolute imbecile!" "well good day to you too", he said as he pulled in his arms on the ground. "I love you", you said while he rolled you over with your back on the wet grass. "about time you said that", he chuckled before kissing you like a man starved.

JIMIN

you're both hidden behind the remains of column on the courtyard. A couple of meters from you is Fenrir Greyback and two other werewolves. You can almost smell the stench from their doglike bodies. Your only chance of escape is the whole blown in the wall to your left. "they're faster than us we can't run, especially not with your wounded leg Jimin!" you whisper yell. "Okay, I'll distract them and you run." "Are you crazy! you'll never get away from them alive!" "you don't know that", he says confidently. "Jimin you can't do this, it's a suicide mission". "what else are we going to do?", he asks sternly. You remain silent. He's right there's no way out. You've lost your wand and he can't run fast. "Y/N, you've saved my life so many times. These past years there have been so many days where I was ready to end it all and all that kept me from jumping of the astronomy tower was you. Everyday you save my life by just smiling at me. Y/N I feel the warmth of the sun again when you talk to me". Tears well up in your eyes ass you grab his face and kiss him. He holds you close and whispers in your ear: "let me do this one thing for you. let me pay you back once. I'm a good fighter, I promise I'll get out of here". Hopelessly you nod at your life long friend: "I love you", you whisper. He gives you one last kiss before he jumps over the column with a war cry filled with fear and love for the girl with the eyes that hold the universe. You run. The least you could do was making sure Jimin didn't make this sacrifice for nothing, so you run like you've never ran before. You look back a split second and see Jimin cast a Bombarda spell stronger than you've ever seen. You run through the hallways until your lungs burn. you find the secret room you and your friends found years ago and slide down against the wall. You sob until you no longer feel like a person.

TAEHYUNG

"Taehyung you can't be serious! are you really not going to stay?" "no of course not, what's the point?" "how can you say that!", you yelled: "the point is to protect our school! More than that, it's to protect the whole wizarding world! Tae if we lose this war Voldemort wins and muggles will never have a good life again. Mudbloods like you and me will be killed or imprisoned! How can you just give up like that". He stayed quiet for a moment: "there's no point. This war can be fought by other people. There's no need to lose our lives". You, now seething with anger, scoff: "Kim Taehyung if you walk away now I will never talk to you again!" "fine!" he spits while turning his back. "you're a coward Taehyung!", you yell with tears in your eyes as you see him disappear around the corner. An hour later you're dueling Crabbe senior in the hallway by the main entrance. There's no time to shed tears over the friend you were hopelessly in love with. He wasn't who you thought he was. You shot spells out of your wand faster than you've ever done but the big man dodges them all. He's much more skilled than you and you both know it. By now you've realised your only way out is finding a way to escape, but it looks like that's not going to happen. You see in his eyes that he will kill you if he get's the chance. You're out of breath, your arms hurt and you know you can't keep up much longer. Then it happens. Crabbe hits your side with a well-aimed spell you don't even know and you feel an excruciating pain in your side and after that warm blood seeping down your waist. You drop your wand and fall to the floor. This is the end, you know it. There's no one in this hallway. You look at the sky one last time and let the tears flow because you will die with as sole company, your murderer. "STUPIFY!" you hear a familiar voice scream. the hallway bathes in a red light and when you look up Taehyung comes running at you from the end of the hallway. Crabbe lands on the floor next to you, completely paralysed. Taehung slides next to you on his knees and takes you in his arms. He strokes the hair out of your face and sobs "I'm so sorry Y/N". "You came back!", you sigh in relief as you wrap your arms around his shoulders. "I'm so sorry I left, I should have been here to protect you". You feel the wet of his tears against your neck and chuckle through your own tears: "yes you should have, but you're lucky you came back on time. He would've killed me I saw it in the way he moved". He let's you go just enough to look at you: "I love you so much Y/N. I'm never leaving again. "good", you whisper and kiss him like you've wanted to for so long.

JUNGKOOK

You and Jungkook stand back to back in the corridor underneath the divination classroom. You're being attacked by two masked death eaters from both sides. You're losing your battles but you can't give up because above your heads in the classroom you've hidden a bunch of left-behind first years. If you don't survive this those children are left to fend for themselves and you can't let that happen. So you fire another spell at your opponent and almost manage to throw her off her feet. Behind you, you hear Jungkook laugh: "I've never felt so alive Y/N" and then a hoarse voice answering: "I'll put an end to that soon" followed by another curse hurled at Jungkook. You burst the mask of your deatheater's face and see fire in her eyes. In that small moment of fear she's to fast for you and as she disarms you she cackles a hollow laughter. "JUNGKOOK, HELP!", you yell helpless without your wand. The genuine fear in the voice of the girl he's been secretly in love with for years gives Jungkook the adrenaline he needs to finish this. with a simple Wingardium Leviosa he lifts up his opponent and slams him through the window out of the castle. With the speed of light he turns around and does the same to the woman standing opposite of you. Both of you stand a moment in silence as you try to process what happened. You turn to look at each other and that look in his eyes tells you everything you've wanted to hear for the past 4 years. You throw yourselves in the other's arms and almost fall to the ground with the power of the kiss that follows. When you tear apart for air the adrenaline wears off and the both of you start crying. "I love you Jungkook", you say with his face in your hands. All he does is kiss you again.

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[yakuly]

Amortentia | J.JK²

Jeon Jungkook grifinório! x leitora sonserina.

Palavras: 1.767

Sinopse: Em teoria, um grifinório e uma sonserina não poderiam acontecer, mas desde o primeiro dia em que chegaram no castelo, Jean não tira seus olhos de uma sonserina. Mas o moreno logo descobrirá que cobras são mestres em se esgueirar para longe dos holofotes.

Avisos: Nenhum, acredito eu.

J.JK¹ | J.JK² | J.JK³

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     "Senhorita S/s, como minha melhor aluna, quero que seja tutora desse... rapaz."

    A voz de Snape ecoou em sua cabeça, como se tivesse em um túnel do terror. Boquiaberta, literalmente, o olhar da garota vagava da figura obscura a sua frente, para o moreno ainda sentado. Jeon da um sorrisinho de criança, erguendo as sobrancelhas e ainda teve a audácia de a dar um tchauzinho. Tudo bem, isso vai ser difícil de ignorar.

  "Professor, o senhor acha que o rapaz em questão, precisa de aulas a mais?" Ela ousa perguntar, tentando se livrar da nova posição, claramente desconfortável. Snape rola os olhos, claramente querendo se livrar do grifinório, a levando a acreditar que Jungkook provavelmente estava ali a um tempo considerável.

    "O que eu acho não é importante, o importante é que a senhorita o tutore, para que ele saia imediatamente da minha sala, senhorita S/S." É, Jungkook realmente estava ali a um bom tempo.

  "Tudo bem, eu concordo," a mais nova começa, e ambas as feições se iluminam (a de snape o máximo que se podia), então ela imendou com pressa: "mas apenas com uma condição."

   "O. que. Senhorita?"

  "Pra cada ponto que Jeon conseguir em sua aula, quero dois para a sonserina." Apesar do tom firme, o seu interior tremia, aflita com a resposta. Mas tudo o que recebeu foi um aceno de cabeça. "você" aproveitando que snape tinha se virado para longe, ela aponta para seu novo pesadelo, que estava claramente aturdido com a virada de eventos "começamos amanhã, depois da aula do professor Snape."

...

    Quando saiu daquela sala, caminhou rápido o suficiente para fugir de Jeon, mas não rápida suficiente pra perder o professor gritando com o moreno, e o ver tropeçando porta a fora. Pelo menos paga uma pequena parte do que seja lá que ele esteja planejando...

  Ao chegar nas masmorras, felizmente encontrou Park Jimin passando para algum lugar. A parte feliz desse encontro é que o agora loiro, fazia parte do ciclo de amigos de Jeon.

  "Park!" O rapaz se vira para você, abrindo um meio sorriso, e esperando que você contornasse as poltronas até ele. "Será que você consegue me explicar o que seu amigo está planejando?"

"Hum..." Park faz um som de 'tsk' com a boca, fingindo que estava pensando no pedido da garota "Não, acho que não."

"O quê? Por quê?" Seu desespero era adorável para ele, e talvez rir não foi a ação mais inteligente de Jimin da hora. Por isso ele recebeu um soco leve, mas bem merecido no ombro.

"Ow! Eu quis dizer que não, eu não consigo te explicar o que Jeon planejou, por que não faço a menor ideia do que esteja falando."

"E como sabe que tô falando do Jungkook?" A garota tenta o encurralar, mas dessa vez, não pode ficar revoltada com a risada do loiro. Então o deixou ir, e foi para seu quarto tentar dormir.

   Mas não tinha como escapar o novo dia que chegou, e até fingir uma febre foi considerado, mas a ideia de ter que tomar algum remédio doido na infermaria, não valeria a pena. Então tudo o que pôde fazer, era vestir seu uniforme, tomar café da manhã e encarar as aulas, esperando pelo pior.

   E por incrível que pareça, Jeon estava incrivelmente quieto. Um alívio bem vindo, claro, se não sentisse um arrepio estranho em sua espinha. Nada que viesse do rapaz, poderia ser algo bom.

   Quando a aula de Snape, que por algum acaso era a última do dia, acabou , Jeon a esperava do lado de fora da sala. Quando saiu o encarou por alguns minutos, esperando alguma piadinha ou comentário engraçadinho, mas nada. Tudo o que viu, era um rosto perfeito, em um corpo perfeito, usando seu brasão rival. As meninas que passavam cochichavam, e riam, não tão discretas, o que claramente e obviamente a irritou. Sem dizer uma palavra, Sn começou seu caminho até a biblioteca.

��  "O quê? Ei!" a voz surpresa do rapaz, soou às costas da garota, que apertou o passo, o fazendo copiar o ato. "Cobrinha, onde você vai? Não tá esquecendo de nada?" Por mais que o plano da sonserina fosse seguir seu caminho sem muita dificuldade, o ter gritando em suas costas, e falando como se fossem amigos a fez parar de andar, e se virou pra ele, que caminhava rápido e quase caiu por cima do corpo menor.

"Vamos pra biblioteca Jeon, não vou te tutorar no meio do corredor."

   Quando ouviu aquilo, Jungkook se sentiu um idiota, mas tinha alguma coisa no modo como você o chamava pelo sobrenome, que o fazia cócegas por dentro. Então ele a seguiu, como um cachorrinho abandonado. Mas claro, que não em silêncio, ele comentava do clima, das aulas do dia, de alguma piada que Seokjin tinha feito (esquecendo completamente que a garota apenas o conhecia como um monitor qualquer da Grifinória, e não como um dos melhores amigos e mais engraçados que se poderia ter). E tudo o que a menor fazia, era caminhar em silêncio à sua frente, querendo mais que tudo que a situação acabasse tão rápido, estranho e surpreendentemente quanto começou.

   Na grande biblioteca, a garota seguiu diretamente para uma das mesas de estudo ao fundo e escondida de todos. Mas enquanto caminhavam biblioteca adentro, passaram por diversas mesas vazias, que Jeon começava a se perguntar se ela estaria o levando para uma sala super secreta, e o trancaria lá para sempre.

  Mas para seu alívio, a menor parou em uma mesa que a agradou, mas o rapaz não deixou de notar sua localização: fundo do biblioteca, as luzes das velas que iluminavam o local eram as mais fracas, e os dois definitivamente seriam escondidos pelo grande e pesado livreiro, repleto de livros grandes e pesados.

   Deixando sua bolsa na cadeira, S/n o ordenou que se sentasse (e se surpreendeu quando ele de fato fez, a olhando com grandes olhos de bambi).

  A última coisa que Jungkook viu, foi a figura feminina se esgueirardo pelos corredores da biblioteca, recolhendo livros e mais livros. O rapaz ficou observando seu vulto branco e verde andando de um lado para o outro, e começou a se perguntar como poderia se aproximar mais da garota. Veja bem, ele tinha um plano, só não pensou muito sobre ele.

  Quando finalmente se deu por satisfeita, S/n voltou para a mesa, colocando os mesmos na frente do rapaz. Por Serem pesados e velhos, quando encontraram a mesa de madeira, uma leve poeira subiu ao ar, dando um tom mais dramático para o ato.

  Os olhos já grandes de Jungkook crescem ainda mais, se levantando para a olhar por cima das capas duras. "O que espera que eu faça com isso?" Ele balbucia para a garota, que sorri 'docemente':

    "Leia."

  "Hã? Você quer que eu leia tudo isso?" O tom exasperado do moreno, a fez sorrir internamente com aquilo, mas não demonstrou "Eu achei que fosse me tutorar..."

"E eu que você fosse tão inteligente como eu, mas parece que ambos estavam errados." se sentando na cadeira a frente de Jeon, pega seus materiais para fazer seu dever, e estudar o que precisa.

"Cobrinha, não foi isso que eu pensei..." Jungkook começou a reclamar mais uma vez, usando uma voz manhosa e balbuciando, coisa que a surpreendeu, já que nunca o ouviu falar desse jeito. Mas não deixou a abalar, e apenas abriu o livro, começando com seu serviço.

"Eu também não imaginava que você seria tão chorão assim, Jeon. Pois se quiser me ter como tutora, sente-se e leia, caso contrário, desista e avise ao professor Snape."

  Foi tudo o que ela disse, cutucando o ego, e lado competitivo de Jeon, com uma ousadia digno de um sonserino. Mas além de ser quem é, Jungkook também possui o melhor e o pior dos grifinórios, e não desistiria tão fácil. Portanto apesar de contrariado, o moreno bufou,  se sentando e finalmente abrindo o livro começando a ler em silêncio.

...

    Durante a primeira semana, enquanto andavam para a biblioteca, Jungkook ainda proclamava notícias, e reclamava todo dia, quando ela surgia com o que pareciam ser ainda mais livros Mas durante as aulas, ele pareceu esquecer do combinado, por tanto, cada ponto que ele acertava por provocação, a sonserina acumulavam mais dois "Magicamente".

   "Isso não faz sentido!" Um Grifinório gruniu uma vez, olhando para a pontuação das casas. A sonserina largava com dois pontos a mais que a casa leonina. O grupo de Jungkook, que passava para poder ir ao refeitório, parou para ver qual a comoção. "Ela parece que nem fala mais nada, como eles podem estar na frente?!"

   Coincidentemente Sn passava pelo mesmo caminho para também almoçar no refeitório junto à seu pequeno grupo de amigas sonserinas, ela escuta toda a comoção, e não pôde esconder o sorriso vitorioso para os rapazes

   Jeon observou enquanto passava por eles, com seu orgulho ferido por ter caído na sua armadilha, mas ao mesmo tempo, maravilhado por sua ideia brilhante e sua reação. Ele estava louco pra conseguir mais daquilo.

   Mas surpreendentemente na semana seguinte, o rapaz se calou. Sem mais citações de seus amigos, sem reclamações, e até ele mesmo começou a se levantar e buscar os livros par ler e fazer anotações. Uma incrível evolução, na opinião de S/n, afinal esse poderia ser um sinal que sua tortura estaria chegando ao fim.

   Logo, ele passou a ser uma presença tolerável. O silêncio, cheiro de livros (e talvez o leve aroma de menta que emanava do moreno) e bebidas quentes, e o barulho calmante de penas sob o pergaminho Parecia o paraíso. Mas estava tudo muito bom pra ser verdade.

  Na próxima aula de poções, Snape anunciou que deveriam se aproximar de sua mesa, pois a poção que iriam aprender tinha um truque. Ao ouvir aquilo, uma ideia do que poderia ser surgiu a mente de S/n, mas gostaria muito que não fosse, mas não teve jeito, "Amortentia" era a poção da vez, então se aproximou da bancada, e infelizmente sentiu Jeon braço a braço, com ela.

  Conforme o professor explicava e fazia a poção, você anotava, e tentava nao focar no fato de que o perfume de Jungkook estava ficando cada vez mais forte.

Quando acabou, Snape deu um passo para trás, olhando a sala com a mesma feição impassível de sempre "Muito bem, alguém se voluntaria para sentir o cheiro e dizer o que sente?" todos se entreolharam, até Jimin levantar a voz, e alguns suspiros do seu lado serem escutados. Coitadas...

"Professor, acho que seria interessante pra sala se Jungkook e Sn cheirassem"

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[i-am-baechu]

♡ Summary: Yoongi was always known as the bad boy even after graduation. It was annoying but Y/N didn’t care because she saw him as her loveable boyfriend, wait no...fiancé. 

♡ Paring: Established relationship; Pureblood Slytherin! Yoongi x Muggle Born Ravenclaw! Reader

♡ Rating: Explicit (18+) 

♡ Genre: Established relationship, Harry Potter Au, smut, little angst and fluff

♡ Based on the one-shot; Eyes On Me

“Yoongi, why did you let them get to you?”

“Y/N, I wasn’t going to let them talk shit about you.”

The couple walked down Diagon Alley in a hurry. Y/N just wanted some ice cream after their date and Yoongi would never say no to her. What they didn’t know was that one of the purebloods from school was working there and he proceeded to make fun of Y/N. Y/N, didn’t care. She was used to this behavior, Yoongi on the other hand wasn’t. It’s been five years and you would think Yoongi would’ve lost the bad boy image. He dyed his hair blonde to make him look softer but the earrings in his ear still scared people off (also the glare that was almost always on his face, didn’ help). Hoseok and Namjoon made fun of him because of his hair but they understood why he did it. He wanted to look softer for Y/N.

Yoongi grabbed her hand and they apparate to their home. Yoongi tossed his leather jacket onto the couch and headed into the kitchen while Y/N watched him with worried eyes. He opened the fridge and he felt arms around his waist, letting out the deep breath that he didn’t know he was holding in. He placed his hand on top of hers as he continued to stare into the fridge with a blank expression, “Yoongi, I don’t want you to fight people because of me...you can get hurt.” 

“People can’t talk shit about my fiancé.”

“Fiancé!?” 

He curses under his breath and he gently removes her arms to turn to face her.  He rubbed the back of his neck as he felt his face get warm, “Fuck, I didn’t want it like this...”

“Yoongi?”

He sighed and went down on one knee as she watched with wide eyes. He pulled out a velvet box and opened it to reveal a beautiful ring. It was a medium size pearl with diamonds around it, they were so clear that it made her think of mountain water. She glanced at the ring and then at Yoongi who was looking at her with a red face, “I-I’ve been in love with you since I saw you in the bookstore...since I was eleven, fuck that’s crazy to think. The moment I saw you, everything kind of made sense? I loved you for so long that it’s crazy. You’re the only woman for me and I couldn’t imagine my life without you...Y/N will you marry me?” 

Her eyes widened at the question but it quickly softened, “Can Jungkook be my maid of honor?” 

He let out a chuckle as he watched a tear escape her eye, “Yes...Jimin can also be up there with you.” 

“I want Jin to be there too...”

“You want that idiot there.” 

“Don’t call him that, he's one of my best friends.” 

“Baby, he’s still an idiot. So...does that mean you will marry me?” 

She let out a small laugh and put her hand out, “I would love to be your wife, Min Yoongi.” 

Yoongi clumsily took the ring out of the box and placed it on her finger. He picked her up and spun her around the small kitchen as her giggles filled the room. When they stopped, Y/N gently cupped his face as their foreheads rested on each other. The only thing they could see was pure joy. She leaned up giving him a quick kiss but that’s not what he wanted. He gently swept her off her feet and her back gently came into contact with the wall. Yoongi’s lips quickly found hers. Y/N’s eyes widened at the sudden action but they slowly closed, relishing in the kiss. He wrapped her legs around his waist, in fear that she would fall. He wouldn’t want his girl-fiance get hurt. 

His hands traveled up thighs and then to her ass. His eyes widened and snickered against her lips, “No underwear?”

“I-It would’ve shown...I-I wanted to look nice.”

“My fiancé always looks nice.” The moment Yoongi’s fingertips touched her folds, she jumped. Even though they’ve been together for about six years, she’s never used to having sex. He was her first love and well, first for everything. As cliche as it is, he was her everything. 

“My fiancé, fuck.” Yoongi grinned as he started to trail his kisses along her neck. He loved this part because she would make the most beautiful nosies. It was truly music to his ears. His fingers started to play with her folds and her head fell forward into his shoulder, “Yo-Yoongi.” 

Yoongi groaned at the sound of his name and grinded his hips against her bare pussy as he held her up, “You're the greatest thing that has ever happened to me.” 

“Y-Your my ever-everything.” 

He shifted her body onto his left arm as he reached for his zipper. She leaned forward and placed small kisses along his neck as he awkwardly took his dick out. He let out a small laugh making her tilt her head, “What?” 

“This just reminds me of when we first had sex...it was filled with so much tension but fuck was it awkward.” 

She slapped his shoulder as he let out a small laugh, “It was my first time...it was perfect.”

He smiled at this and leaned forward placing his lips on hers, “Perfect doesn’t do it justice. You were so cute, so shy but once you got used to it, you became a vixen.”

“Yay! Shut up!” 

Yoongi slapped his dick against her pussy, making her jump a bit. He let out a deep chuckle and kissed her cheek. He grabbed her ass and he started to hump her, his tip hitting her clit almost every time, “My little vixen.” 

“D-Don’t call me-” She was cut off with a loud moan when she felt her fiance slipped in. She pulled her hips back slowly and pushed back in slowly, wanting to feel him (it was a special moment). Yoongi thrusted up and her face was buried into his shoulder, biting down harshly. 

“Just like that ~.” 

He started to go faster, dragging her pussy up his cock and slamming her back down as hard as he could manage in the position. She moaned into his pale skin as her nails drugged into his back. Yoongi noticed that the position was awkward and he didn’t want her to get hurt from it, so, without removing himself; he moved towards the couch. Her legs wrapped tightly around his waist as they sat down on the dark green couch. Yoongi situated her on his thighs and he lifted up her dress skirt. He licked his lips when he saw his cock disappearing just below the mounds of flesh, “You’re so pretty.” 

He kneaded her ass cheeks before spreading them to see her puckered asshole and she moaned at the feeling, “Mine.” 

He grabbed her waist and started thrust slowly, his falling shut as he held her close to. He thrusted slow and deep a few times before his hands shoved down the front of her dress, ripping it. He groped her tits and moaned slowly into her ear, “I love you.”

“I-I love you more.”

“Impossible.” 

He kissed and sucked her neck as she leaned into the touch. Her fingers found his hair as she gripped it. She turned her head and brought him into a sloppy kiss. He moaned into the kiss and his fingers snuck around finding her clit and started rubbing it. She moaned against his lips but didn’t move away from him. One more rubbed and she moved away from his lips to let out a loud moan, “Yo-Yoongi!” 

“That’s it baby, let it all out.” 

He let her fall back into her chest and he started going faster when he felt close, “Holy shit~.” 

It didn’t take long before Yoongi cummed hard, and gently bit her neck when he released. Yoongi hugged her tighter and they sat there before kissing her shoulder, “I love you.”

“I can’t believe you ripped my dress.”

He rolled his eyes and gently slapped her thigh, “I’ll buy you another one.” 

“Are you going to take me to the bedroom?”

“Is that what you want?” 

“I mean it's only eight...I have all night.”

“Fuck lets go.”

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[author-ssi]

Serendipity ~PJM

➜Pairing: Slytherin Park Jimin x Hufflepuff Oc ➜Genre: Harry Potter AU, Fluff, One-Shot ➜Word Count: 7.6k ➜Summary: What happens when a Hufflepuff girl catches the eye of a certain Slytherin boy?

“I’ll meet you at the Great Hall after your class is over, okay?”, Cedric Diggory looks over at his best friend while the two of them are walking down the long hallways of Hogwarts about to part ways. The short brunette nods affirmatively, a part of her always feeling uneasy every time she has to wander around the school without her Hufflepuff counterpart by her side. All due to him being a year older than her and thus having different classes... However, her uneasiness is soon replaced with excitement at the thought of attending her last and favourite lesson of the day, Herbology. “Okay! See you there!”, she answers him with a cheerful smile giving him a brief but tight hug before hurrying off to the greenhouse. Clasping her Herbology book tightly to her chest, she enters the greenhouse finding herself more at ease upon noticing the severe absence of students inside. She smiles in contentment, since she always tends to purposely arrive earlier than her other classmates, and proceeds to wander around in order to idolise the plants in the vicinity like she’s used to. So immersed she is in her admiration over them, though, that she doesn’t become aware of another presence entering the greenhouse shortly after.

Determined to condemn his friends’ constant complaints and allegations of him always being late to classes, earlier in the day, Park Jimin had made a bet with his group; for him to be the first one to show up at the last class of the day. Having planned to arrive half an hour earlier than the standard time, he reaches his destination with a smug smirk. Hah! From now on, there’ll be no more teasing Jimin for always being late! He proudly puffs out his chest expecting to walk into an empty greenhouse, only for his whole figure to slouch in disappointment at the sight of another student already inside. There goes his chance... Letting out a dejected sigh, he walks further into the greenhouse after having mentally admitted defeat. His sharp eyes fall on the student responsible for him losing the bet and he shoots a frustrated, piercing glare at her back. Who even is she? And why is she here so early!? He peers into her petite figure curiously, noticing her small hand reaching out to brush her fingers against the petals of a white flower. It looks like an asphodel... His gaze softens as he unconsciously takes one step closer to the mild-looking girl as if he’s being drawn by an invisible force. Coming to stand almost diagonally from behind her, he is now able to get a better look at her features. From her gentle hazel eyes to her delicate nose, all the way over to her pink lips... Her long brown hair cascading over her back makes her seem even more darling. She looks so lovely! He opens his mouth to speak in order to make his presence known to her, only for his voice to get caught in his throat when she leans in to the flower with her eyes closed inhaling its scent as an angelic smile forms on her soft-looking lips.

Finding comfort in the sense of petals against the skin of her fingertips, the girl leans towards the beautiful asphodel, her nostrils filling with its aroma. That’s why Herbology is her favourite class. A faint smile appears on her face before she stands back up straight, turning to move on to the next pot of flowers. Instead, she comes face to face with an all too familiar boy staring at her in a daze. PARK JIMIN!? Has he been here the entire time without her noticing!? She widens her eyes as her hand springs up to slightly cover her face. “You startled me”, she murmurs in an attempt to hide her embarrassment. She can’t believe THE Park Jimin just saw her whiffing flowers! Now, he’ll think she’s weird or something! “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle nor interrupt you”, he apologises genuinely before flashing her one of his signature smiles that are known to make any girl in the school swoon. “It’s okay”, she answers him tightening her hold on her book nervously. She’s not that used to social interactions since Cedric is usually the one leading the conversation with other students, while she’s just chipping in to agree or add a thing or two to what he’s saying. Never has she found herself in a situation like this and on top of that, she’s not addressing any ordinary Hogwarts student... It’s Park Jimin of all people! The most popular guy at the school! And considering his sweet personality and immense attractiveness, he’s more than deserving of this title... But that’s beside the point! She shakes off her wandering thoughts as she fidgets awkwardly under the captivating gaze and smile of the justifiably most popular guy at school.

Jimin’s smile almost wavers since he has never found himself in a situation like this. Normally, he is able to strike up a conversation with any girl effortlessly, but right now all he can focus on is his rapid heartbeat and the fidgety state of the girl in front of him. So cute. Even though he, too, is feeling as nervous as she seems to be, he is determined not to let it show while he racks his brain to find something for them to talk about. He wants to make her feel comfortable around him, hoping that it will help ease his own nerves as well. “So, why are you here so early?”, he manages to find something to begin with, mentally congratulating himself on it. “Oh, I just like to come by early in order to... Admire the flowers”, she answered him with a shy smile in response to his own, making the rapidness of his heartbeat even more distracting to him. He does his best to ignore it, though, as he leans casually against a table with several potted plants placed on it. “I see. Well, I don’t blame you. There are some very beautiful flowers in here”, he comments scratching his head slightly before turning to shoot a pointed look at the white one beside her. The flower he previously caught her admiring so keenly. “Like that one... An Asphodel, isn’t it?”, he pretends to be unsure, obliquely urging her to talk about it herself. “Yes, it is. It’s also known as ‘Royal Staff’ and it’s used in the creation of various potions. You can easily find it within the Hogwarts grounds”, she informs him seeming visibly less tense as she falls into line with the discussion. “That’s good to know, thank you”, he tells her softly with his bright smile widening as he notices her slightly rosy cheeks. So cute.

Although she can feel her cheeks slightly redden at his so genuine response, she finds herself feeling more comfortable talking to him now. There’s something about him that has the ability to cure her diffidence. Maybe it’s the fact that he’s so soft-spoken and friendly... Or the fact that his eyes radiate so much comfort and warmth... Or the fact that his whole presence alone feels soothing. “I’m Jimin by the way. Nice to meet you”, he introduces himself with an eye smile and a small bow. So sweet. “I’m A-”, her own introduction is cut short by the entrance of the infamous Malfoy gang, consisting of Crabbe, Goyle, Zabini and of course, Malfoy himself. The self-composure that was brought out by Jimin vanishes as she feels herself shrinking under the gazes of his Slytherin counterparts. Their cheeky smirks and teasing chuckles make her tighten her hold on her books once again, followed by her shoulders tensing.  “Oh Jimin! I see you’ve met Delaney!”, Malfoy exclaims as he and his gang approach the two. She’s not surprised by their mention of her surname since she’s aware that due to her friendship with Cedric she, too is well-known amongst the Hogwarts students. “Guess we won the bet”, Zabini states smugly folding his arms against his chest. Bet? What are they talking about? “You already knew there was going to be someone else here early! That’s not fair!”, Jimin protests making Delaney look over at him confused, not yet able to grasp what’s going on.

“Oh come on Jimin! Everyone knows Delaney is always the first one to show up at class in Herbology. Everyone but you, apparently, since you’re always the last one to show up”, Malfoy reveals the group’s prank in a teasing tone while Jimin groans in annoyance glaring playfully at them. “You guys are impossible!”, he laughs it off shaking his head in disbelief. Turning back to face the girl whose name he learned to be Delaney, he feels bad upon noticing her clueless and tense state so he offers her an apologetic smile. “I’m sorry about all the fuss. Though, I’m glad it led me to meet you, Delaney”, he tells her with a small wink as his smile turns to a cheeky one. His friends’ presence has made him even more determined to play it cool in front of the girl who seems to be the only one with the ability to render him speechless with just one look or smile. His gaze meets her soft hazel eyes and, for a moment, he finds it hard to look away. Not wanting to provoke any more teasing from his friends though, he ultimately forces himself to turn away from her and walk over to them.

So sweet. His words make her flustered until the moment she hears him utter ‘Delaney’ instead of her name. It’s not that she doesn’t like her surname, it’s the fact that she doesn’t like being addressed by her surname, and especially not from Jimin. However, she doesn’t get the chance to correct him when his smouldering dark brown eyes briefly turn to gaze into her soft hazel ones, making her mind go blank and her knees go weak. In that fleeting moment, she just wishes she could stare into his eyes for a little longer. But wishes don’t always come true... Simply breaking their eye contact, Jimin heads over to his friends without another word, leaving her to stare after him in a daze. Being reminded of her previous discontent though, she quickly forces herself to regain her composure and opens her mouth determined to get a word in. “It’s Anastasia, actually!”, she states with her voice loud and clear. She never thought herself capable of speaking with such confidence but here she was! All because she didn’t want Jimin to address her like the other Slytherins did. All because she wanted him to know her by her actual name.

Jimin’s head whips around at the girl’s clamorous statement, his eyes wide, clearly taken aback. For such a petite and delicate girl to speak so boldly... To say he is impressed would be an understatement. “My name is Anastasia!”, her second softly-voiced statement makes a cheeky smile appear on his face again. So cute. “I’ll be sure to remember it”, he offers her a solid guarantee. Unfortunately, that’s where their interaction halts as students start coming into the greenhouse. “A Hufflepuff, really Jimin?”, Malfoy’s judgemental tone makes the Korean boy turn t him with furrowed brows. “Don’t start Draco”, he scoffs rolling his eyes before setting them on the said Hufflepuff who appears to not only have caught his attention, but perhaps his heart too.

Opening her Herbology book, Anastasia starts flipping through it in an attempt to distract herself from Jimin’s gaze on her. All she manages to do though is blankly scan the pages unable to concentrate. Darn his magnetic gaze! Alright, I yield! Hesitantly looking up from her book, Anastasia’s eyes shyly meet his. Once he notices though, Jimin cutely shrugs at her with a goofy smile causing her to giggle. So sweet. Their small interaction is ending there, class soon commences as Professor Sprout begins to instruct the students to each choose one of the flower pots in the vicinity. Based on the one they select, they will be divided into pairs for today’s lesson. Paying no mind to the pairing process, Anastasia focuses only on the pot selection as she quickly rushes to where the one with the asphodel is placed, only to discover an empty spot instead. Someone else must have gotten to it first... Lucky them. She pouts disappointed and lets out a small sigh, settling on simply finding a random, available pot for her to use. Reluctantly turning to begin her search, her eyes widen in surprise as she’s facing the very pot she was looking for in the hands of a certain handsome Slytherin.

Holding the potted asphodel, Jimin faces the cute Hufflepuff wearing one of his contagious smiles, “Looking for this?”. Professor Sprout couldn’t have given him a better excuse to talk to Anastasia again and it was an opportunity he wouldn’t pass on! Guessing right about her instinctively going after the specific flower pot, Jimin had manoeuvred his way through the other students to get to it first just so he could be paired with her for the lesson. “Yes actually”, she mutters with her lips forming the sweetest smile he’s ever seen. “So, I guess that makes us partners”, he teases with a small wink secretly enjoying the blush he causes to creep up on her cheeks. She’s even cuter when she blushes, regardless of how cheesy it is to think that. Balancing the pot in one hand, Jimin gently places his other at the girl’s back, “Come on, Anastasia. The lesson’s about to start”. Guiding her to one of the stands Professor Sprout has set up, while the students were pairing up and selecting flowers, he places their own selected pot there. Removing his hand from her back, Jimin turns to Anastasia by his side, only to be met with the delightful sight of her face adorned with adorable reddened cheeks and a beautiful shy smile. Holding back an amused chuckle along with a growing desire to gaze at her for a bit longer, he forces himself to face Professor Sprout.

Never has Anastasia felt so jittery around a person before... She might be somewhat introverted but her current state is beyond reason! One of his smiles, some good-humoured words, simple eye contact and she finds herself in a daze with her face flushed and her heart thumping, unable to utter a single word. To think that he would get the asphodel so that the two of them could pair up... A shy smile unknowingly appears on her face and for a moment before her attention is drawn to Professor Sprout’s words about today’s lesson. “Now that everyone’s paired up and with their flowers, let me explain what we will be learning today. First of all, I’m certain that all of you know about Valentine’s Day coming up in a couple of weeks. Here at Hogwarts, in order to celebrate the holiday some of the classes provide students with subject-related lessons. For instance, in Herbology, I’ll be teaching you the Herbivicus Charm today. Is there anyone who knows what this particular charm is used for?”, the professor asks as she scans the crowd of students in the greenhouse. Taking a short break, Anastasia raises her arm and after being given permission to speak, she answers the question. “The Herbivicus Charm, also known as the Gardening Charm, is used to rapidly increase the growth rate of plants or cause flowers to bloom”. Earning a nod of confirmation from her Herbology teacher, Anastasia smiles in contentment. “Wow, you’re so clever, Anastasia!”, Jimin’s whispered exclamation makes her turn to him and this time, despite her flustered state, she manages to utter a word to him, “Thanks”. Literally, just a word. It’s still progress though!

“You seem really interested in Herbology”, Jimin observes with his eyes never leaving hers as she stares at her, impressed b her vast knowledge of the subject. “I am. It’s actually my favourite class”, she confirms with the same sweet smile he’s grown so fond of. Both of their attention is drawn back to professor Sprout as she begins to demonstrate the spell to a pot of roses. Jimin keeps glancing at Anastasia during the whole process not caring about missing it since the way the girl’s eyes light up in fascination makes up for it. After Professor Sprout’s completed the charm, Jimin notices that the roses are now in full bloom. “Wow...”, her soft hushed voice tickles his ears and he turns to look at her again with a bright smile. “Let’s try it too”, he proposes at the same time as the professor tells them to give it a go as she magically reduces all the students' flowers into closed-off buds. The small frown appearing on Anastasia’s face at the sight of the unbloomed asphodel makes Jimin take out his wand and determinedly point it at the white flower. “Herbivicus!”, he chants resolutely with a concentrated expression. Unfortunately, the result isn’t as pleasing as he’d expected it since he only causes small green sparks to emit from the tip o his wand. Disappointed by his failed attempt, Jimin lowers his wand with his head hung low and his shoulders slouching. Out of the corner of his eye, though, he can still see Anastasia taking out her own wand and mimicking his actions before she utters the chant as well, “Herbivicus”. Unlike his, the tip of her wand lights up in an emerald green colour which soon shoots out towards the flower in a thick jet of brilliant light. As a result, their asphodel begins to rapidly blossom and in his eyes, it looks even prettier than before. Perhaps, she can transcend the potential beauty she sees in a flower through the spell. “You did it! Anastasia, you’re amazing!”, Jimin exclaims looking at her with one of the biggest smiles he can muster as he impulsively takes her hands in his own squeezing them lightly out of excitement.

A fleeting shock is shown in Anastasia’s expression at Jimin’s sudden burst of excitement, but she soon smiles back at him equally enthusiastic over the result. To think that most girls tend to focus only on his looks when there’s so much more to him that that; such as pure kindness and natural affection. Probably having heard Jimin’s excited exclamation, professor Sprout approaches the two and after a quick inspection of the plant, she praises Anastasia for the excellent production of the spell. “As far as decorating Hogwarts for Valentine’s Day is concerned, you’re the first one to go to”, Madam Sprout states to her secretly favourite student, probably having known already that she would succeed in this lesson as well as she has done in the previous ones. Only the difference this time is that her competence wasn’t discreet like she prefers it to be, but rather showcased to the whole class, thanks to Jimin. However, she couldn’t care less for the attention of the other students. No, his attention alone was more than enough for her.

Seeing everyone showering her with attention, Jimin can’t help but admire Anastasia. She deserves to be praised more than anyone, she’s a bright one! Once the commotion is over and the lesson resumes, he turns to her with a kind smile, “Could you perhaps help me cast the spell as well?”. She returns his smile and nods politely offering her help. Therefore, by the end of class, Jimin is able to use the Herbivicus Charm with no problem. Thanks to her! Having been dismissed by professor Sprout, Jimin watches Anastasia pick up her book getting ready to leave. No, she can’t just leave! Furrowing his eyebrows in discontent, Jimin reaches out his hand to stop her. His fingers are mere centimetres away from wrapping around her wrist before two hands clasp his shoulders pulling him back. “That’s enough hanging out with the likes of her for the day! Let’s get going Jimin. Dinner will have been served in the Great Hall by now”, Malfoy’s disapproving voice rings in the Korean boy’s ears, nevertheless, his eyes remain on Anastasia. With no hesitation whatsoever, he dismisses his Slytherin peer’s comment and after brushing his hands off of him, he runs after the Hufflepuff girl.

Having heard Malfoy’s degrading comment, Anastasia glances briefly towards Jimin before turning around to leave. She should have known that his friends wouldn’t approve of her. From Slytherins’ point of view, Hufflepuff is considered the most ‘pathetic’ house. Even an occasion as simple as a Slytherin being friendly with a Hufflepuff, just like Jimin was to her, is already frowned upon. Sighing loudly, frustrated by such discriminating beliefs, Anastasia exits the greenhouse, quickening her pace to get to the Great Hall faster. She absolutely has to tell Cedric everything that happened to her today! “Anastasia wait up!”, the voice she was least expecting to hear calls after her, making her immediately halt her steps and turn around to face a panting Jimin who seems to have just caught up to her. “Let’s meet up after dinner’s over. What do you say?”, he offers with a sweet smile and her eyes widen lightly as she looks at him taken aback. She was almost sure his Slytherin group would have convinced him to never talk to her again but she should have known Jimin is better than that. He’s such a nice person, it’s almost hard to believe he was sorted into Slytherin. “Meet me at the field inside the Hogwarts grounds where the asphodels are grown”, she tells him raising her eyes to shyly meet his own. “Of course! Only I’m not sure I know where that is exactly”, he chuckles with an easy-going smile. “Then I guess, you’ll have to search for it”, she murmurs teasingly in a confident tone she’s still adapting to. With a cheeky smile of her own, she waves goodbye before continuing on her way to the Great Hall, leaving a pleasantly intrigued Jimin behind.

“Honestly Ariana, you hanging out with Park Jimin... Actually doesn’t sound so bad”, Cedric’s words leave Anastasia staring at him dumbfounded with wide, disbelieving eyes. After arriving at the Great Hall, Anastasia took her usual seat next to Cedric, who had been waiting for her as promised. His question about how her class went was what spurred her to tell him all about her first meeting with Jimin. She had expected Cedric to object to her spending time with Jimin since he was always protective of her as well as unenthusiastic about the Slytherin students; hence her reaction to his casual statement. “You really think so?”, she exclaims looking at her uncertain of whether his approval is genuine or not. Cedric simply chuckles at her as he starts filling her plate with a couple of roasted chicken wings and a portion of mashed potatoes. “From what you’ve told me, he seems to have liked you. Immensely! I know that most people see a Hufflepuff and a Slytherin as an odd match but Jimin appears far more different from your typical Slytherin. In fact, I think he’ll be the one to give you all the confidence and encouragement you need to break out of your shell. So don’t pass on this opportunity to get closer to him because of some silly discrimination, Ariana”, his comforting advice appeases her as he calls her by her second name, a habit he’s picked up on ever since he became her best friend. A cheerful smile appearing on her lips, Anastasia hugs her best friend tightly muttering an especially grateful ‘thank you’ to him. She is now more than certain about wanting to get closer to Jimin.

Finding out where in Hogwarts the asphodels grow is a bit more challenging than Jimin had thought. He was originally just going to ask professor Sprout about it but she was nowhere to be found when he went back to the greenhouse. Deciding that his next best option is to ask some of his Ravenclaw friends about it, he skipped his dinner to head over to the Ravenclaw table instead. “Jungkookie, I need your help with something important!”, Jimin exclaims approaching his most treasured Ravenclaw friend as he eats surrounded by his own group of friends. Jungkook and Jimin have known each other ever since they were little, back in South Korea. Both of their families were being chased by Dark Wizards at the time, so they both ended up fleeing to England. Growing up together, the two boys received their Hogwarts letters as soon as they turned 11. And even if they were sorted into different houses, they never stopped being friends... “I’m not helping you copy off of me during History of Magic again! Last time we almost got caught!”, Jungkook shakes his head firmly. Jimin scoffs rolling his eyes at him, “That’s not it. Have you any idea where exactly they grow asphodels in the Hogwarts grounds?”. “Probably at the small asphodel meadow that’s behind the Quidditch pitch”, Jungkook answers shooting him a confused look. Having no time to explain anything further to his Korean counterpart, Jimin quickly thanks him before rushing off. What a beautiful place to meet! He thinks once he gets there, admiring the visually appealing scenery before him consisting of almost fully blossomed asphodels. I should offer a little nudge. Taking out his wand, Jimin concentrates on the spell and casts it as Anastasia had previously shown him. “Herbivicus”, he chants in a soft tone and the flowers glow in an emerald light before going into full bloom. Jimin grins proudly, bending down and picking a small asphodel blossom.

“Wow”, Anastasia comments amazed, having witnessed Jimin’s successful spell as she stands a little behind him. Jimin gets up and turns around, a bright smile finding its way on his face upon laying eyes on her. “Hi there”, he greets her cheerfully as Anastasia approaches him with a shy smile. “Hi, I see you’ve managed to discover my favourite place in Hogwarts”, she finds herself admitting to him, looking up to meet his eyes once she reaches him. He’s even more handsome from up close, now that she’s observing him; she was too shy to peer into his face before. “I believe it’s not a coincidence that a place as aesthetically pleasing as this, is your favourite”, he says with a smooth yet subtle compliment hidden behind his words that Anastasia doesn’t miss. “You’re really as charming as described”, she comments causing him to let out a chuckle as he bows his head bashfully. “Here, for you”, he murmurs offering her, her favourite flower. “Thank you”, she giggles accepting it before walking past him and over to the single barren tree in the asphodel meadow. Sitting down with her back leaning against the tree’s trunk and her legs spread in front of her, she looks over at Jimin still standing where she left him, “Won’t you sit down?”. He nods eagerly and is soon taking a seat next to her, copying her posture. Anastasia turns her head to face him with a friendly smile as she playfully brings the blossom close to her nose to smell it. Turns out that is more than enough for them to start a conversation. With him it feels nice and easy, so she’ll just let it be... 

They never thought they could connect this way with each other. They felt so comfortable with each other; like a weight was lifted off of them so they could confide in one another about anything. And they did! Over the course of the next two weeks, they had been arranging to meet each other at the small asphodel meadow after dinner. During their time together, Jimin had trusted her with his biggest secret; the fact that he, too, was a Muggleborn like her, but he chose to hide it upon enrolling in Hogwarts so he would be able to fit in with the other Slytherins, who were either Pure-bloods or Half-bloods. Anastasia, of course, didn’t judge him at all, neither insisted on him revealing it. Instead, she said, quote, “You should do it when you’re ready”. Anastasia, on the other hand, had trusted Jimin with all her insecurities knowing that they would be treasured rather than humiliated by him. Aside from sharing secrets, though, the two had also shared their hopes and dreams for the future. Jimin, for one, wants to be an Auror when he graduates, so he can catch and imprison Dark Wizards in order to protect other families’ safety and make sure that what happened to him doesn’t happen to anyone else. Whereas, Anastasia aspires to become an assistant at the Misuse of Muggle Artefacts office so she can still be in touch with the part of her that belongs to the Muggle World she was raised. Having shared such deep confessions, it’s only natural that they’ve also gotten to know each other’s preferences and disfavours on people, school and almost any other topic. Spending so much of their spare time together has also familiarised them with one another’s tiny habits like Jimin’s tendency to absent-mindedly run a hand through his hair to brush it back or Anastasia cutely scrunching her nose when she dislikes something.

On the eve of Valentine’s Day, during their free period at noon, Jimin and Anastasia arranged to meet at their favourite place, only this time they were joined by more company. “Look who’s here to meet you! It’s Jimin”, Jimin introduces his Calico pet cat holding her up for the girl to see. “You’ve named your cat after yourself?”, Anastasia giggles petting her own British cat currently snuggled into her lap. “Isn’t she a girl though?”, she observes trying to hold back a burst of more giggles. “I was 8 when I first got her so don’t judge”, Jimin deadpans with a playful smile as he sets his female cat on the ground beside him and Anastasia. “Growing up, I’ve settled on calling her Chimmy”, he states as he gently scratches his little Chimmy behind his ears. “That’s such a cute name and it really suits her. Chimmy, meet Wizard”, Anastasia introduces her own male cat to both its female counterpart and Jimin, who’s looking at her with raised eyebrows clearly amused. “My parents gave him to me after I received my letter from Hogwarts, hence the name”, she explains shortly placing Wizard on the ground next to Chimmy. The two students watch their two cats get familiar with each other and soon start to play together. “They seem to be getting along quite well”, Jimin comments and Anastasia nods in agreement with a pleased smile as she keeps staring at their pets, without taking a notice of Jimin’s sudden change of behaviour. Nervously pursing his lips together, he looks at the girl trying to find the proper way to phrase his thoughts which are all of a sudden blurred by his emotions. “So, Anastasia, surely you must know about tomorrow’s Valentine’s Day party... Well, I plan on going and I was wondering-”, his flow of words is cut off by her cheerful voice. “If I’ll be attending it as well? Of course, I will! I’ll be escorting you, silly”, Anastasia assures him with a bright smile clueless to his actual suggestion. Jimin chuckles running his hand through his hair, “Thanks, I appreciate it. However, what I actually wanted to say is...”. Taking her small hands into his larger ones, he stands up lifting her to her feet as well. As she stares at her cute, anticipating expression, his next words fall easily out of his mouth, “Will you be my Valentine tomorrow?”. A smile, as pretty as a flower, blooms on her face making him unable to look away. She, on the other hand, is ecstatic that Jimin asked her that. Throwing her hands around his shoulders as she stands on her tip-toes, she hugs him full of enthusiasm, “Of course, I will”. Jimin happily returns the hug wrapping his own hands around the small girl’s waist, secretly hoping to receive the same answer to the question he’s intending to ask her at the party.

Checking herself in the mirror, Anastasia’s pink lips from a satisfied smile at the sight of her reflection. A pink laced dress hugging her thin body, a double necklace adorning her neck, a pair of beige heels on her feet and her long brown hair tucked in a loose ponytail. She was ready. Taking a deep breath in hopes of easing the jitters in her stomach, she exits her dormitory heading to the Great Hall, where the Valentine’s Day party is taking place. Reaching the entrance, her eyes immediately scan the crowd searching for Jimin. She doesn’t have much difficulty finding him though since Jimin is known to be one to stand out. Her gaze soon locates him and a gasp escapes her lips. He looks so breathtaking. Wearing a white button-up shirt with the ends of its collar extended to cascade over his front, along with a simple pair of black trousers and shoes, Jimin still managed to look more handsome than ever. She bites her lip to keep herself from grinning at the thought of how lucky she is to have him be her Valentine. After getting her emotions and thoughts under control, she walks up to Jimin in order to make her presence known. “Jimin”, his name falls off her lips naturally as if it’s meant for her to say it. For her to be the only one meant to say it...

Hearing her soft, delicate voice utter his name, Jimin almost feels like he was in heaven. Turning around to face her, his feeling is confirmed. She looks like an angel after all. His face lights up and his eyes peer into her beauty as if he got caught in a trance. “Anastasia”, he almost sighs her name heartily cherishing it. “You look so lovely”, he murmurs looking her up and down in admiration. “Thank you. You look lovely too”, she tells him sweetly and Jimin offers her his arm, secretly enjoying the blush that’s crept up on her cheeks. After wrapping her hand around his arm, Jimin escorts her to the buffet, “I heard that they’ll be serving cookies... Oh, they have trifles too!”, he observes thrilled and takes one of the chocolate trifles from her buffet popping it in his mouth. “Oh! Heart-shaped waffles!”, Anastasia exclaims enthusiastically gripping Jimin’s arm. He looks at her as she picks up a waffle from the buffet dipping it into the big bowl of melted chocolate before taking a small bite. “Mmm they’re delicious!”, she mutters turning to face Jimin with one of her delightful smiles. “Can I take a bite?”, he teases smirking slightly as he leans in towards her and after being given permission, he bites onto the waffle. Then, he leans back with a cheeky wink before taking another chocolate trifle, “Here, you try this”.

Jimin brings the sweet up to Anastasia’s mouth and she shyly parts her lips to accept his treat. Trying to focus on the sweet taste filling her mouth instead of Jimin’s flirting gesture, Anastasia looks over at the buffet. Red velvet cookies, caramel candy... And parfaits! Grinning in amazement, she reaches out taking two glasses and turns to offer one to Jimin. “There are amazing! Try one”, she tells him already taking a sip from her own parfait. Jimin smiles at her briefly before drinking some of the parfait she offered him. “So, what do you think?”, Anastasia asks expectantly waiting for his answer. Jimin looks a bit sceptical clearly seeming to process the taste. “Well, its texture is kind of- No I’m joking! It’s good, it’s really good”, he chuckles eagerly drinking some more. She glares playfully at him letting out a giggle as she joins him in drinking more parfait as well. After spending enough time trying out new sweets and occasionally feeding each other, they have immersed themselves in their casual chatter. During their talk, however, Anastasia doesn’t fail to notice Jimin’s unprecedented flirting advances and seductive gazes towards her. She is definitely taken aback but she won’t say she minds it either. In fact, she secretly enjoys it.

So immersed they are in their chatter that neither of them realises how fast time goes by, until Jimin takes notice of the gradual evacuation of students from the Great Hall. “Aish! The party’s nearly over and I haven’t asked you to dance yet!”, Jimin curses letting out a frustrated groan. “You can still ask me though”, Anastasia’s soothing tone immediately calms him down and he looks over at her with a cheerful smile. Clearing his throat, “Well then...”, Jimin takes her hand in one of his own as he makes a small bow, “Would you like to dance with me, Anastasia?”. Glancing up at her for an answer, his smile turns into a grin at her following words, “With pleasure”. Leaving a sweet kiss on her hand, Jimin stands up straight and escorts his beautiful Valentine to the dancefloor. Placing his other hand on her waist, Jimin starts to lead her according to the rhythm of a classical melody currently echoing in the Great Hall. Locking his gaze with her soft one, he is once again lost in her gentle eyes, unable to look away. After a while, however, he forces himself to do so since there’s so much more than her eyes for him to admire. His hand holding her own, unconsciously goes up to her face, tenderly cupping her cheek. “Jimin?”, her innocent tone makes him suddenly halt their dancing as he begins to feel overwhelmed; so overwhelmed by his feelings for her that he can’t suppress them any longer. “Anastasia”, he whispers almost desperately as his gaze falls on her rosebud lips before leaning in to connect them with his own. As he kisses her softly, Jimin’s entangled emotions reduce to a single thought. I don’t want to let go...

It feels like Anastasia’s brain and heart malfunction for a second when Jimin’s plump lips make contact with hers. At first, she remains transfixed with wide eyes by the mere thought that Jimin is actually kissing her right now. When he starts moving his lips delicately against her own, though, her next actions come naturally. Flattering her eyes closed, she reciprocates the affectionate kiss as she presses her body close to his, placing both of her hands now on his shoulders. By the time he draws away, she’s left with a blissful, tingly feeling as she stares up at him in a daze. “Anastasia... The day I first met you, it felt like the world -- my world shifted; like it was suddenly different than yesterday. Maybe it was your gentle-looking appearance when I first saw you running your fingers over the asphodel petals or perhaps your adorable fidgety state when I first spoke to you... But ever since then, I simply can’t ignore the way my heart flutters every time I witness your beautiful smile or look into your mesmerising eyes. Whenever I’m spending time with you, it is so easy and right that it feels almost like our happiness was planned, or dare I say fated. When you see me, when you touch me, all I want is to take you in my arms, to hold you and kiss you like this”, his genuine words of affection leave her speechless. Aww, he really feels all of these things... For me? A content smile forming on her lips, Anastasia looks up at him in awe. “Anastasia Ariana Delaney, let me love you... Starting by letting me be your boyfriend”. Her smile grows wider as she wraps her arms around Jimin’s neck and this time she’s the one connecting her lips with his.

Feeling her kiss on her lips again steals his breath away as he allows himself to get lost in it once more. He sees stars floating and feels as if they’re flying; like he’s in a dream. Wrapping both of his arms around her petite frame, he hugs her close to him as the two of them share their second kiss on the dancefloor. After a while, Jimin pulls back opening his eyes to gaze at her lovingly. No, it’s definitely not a dream. Seeing her smile shyly at him, he finds herself thinking that no charm is needed for flowers to bloom. Her sweet smile is enough. It is that single thought that also reminds him of the gift he was planning on giving her tonight. “Oh, I almost forgot! There’s something I want you to have”, Jimin announces taking out his wand. “Close your eyes please”, he whispers kindly to her and she obliges with a cute giggle. He grins drawing a circle with his wand around the top of her head. A faint pink light emits from his wand conjuring a flower crown as pretty as her to adorn her hair. Jimin mentally congratulates himself for being able to perform successfully the spell he’s been working on over the last couple of weeks. For her sake.

“Can I open my eyes now?”, Anastasia questions slightly concerned over the unfamiliar weight she’s suddenly feeling on her head. I swear if he put a bird nest on my head, I don’t care how perfect he is, I’m going to kill him! “No, not yet”, she hears Jimin’s stern voice before she is startled by the feeling of herself being lifted off of the ground. Being taken by surprise, she lets out a small shriek as she closes her eyes even more tightly. However, she knows the one holding her bridal style right now is none other than Jimin, who seems to start heading off somewhere. “Where are you taking me Jimin?”, she whines as she wraps her arms around his shoulders securely. Not that she’s afraid of dropping her, she’s just taking advantage of the chance to hold onto him closely. “You’ll see”, she shakes her head at the playfulness that’s clearly evident in his tone before she’s met with his next ambush, which this time is a sudden yet sweet peck on her lips. Being content with this, for now, she leans her head on her chest letting him take her to the place she intends to. A few minutes later, Jimin halts, “Here we are! You can open your eyes now”. Having been given permission, Anastasia opens her eyes, her gaze falling on Jimin’s grinning face, at first, before she takes in her surroundings. The Room of Requirement?

“I wanted you to be able to see your gift in a mirror”, Jimin tells her before carefully placing her back on the ground. It felt good to have her in his arms like this. “Take a look! Tell me if you like it”, he urges grabbing a small black-framed mirror and holding it in front of her so she can glimpse at her reflection. The way her eyes light up and her smile brightens, causes his heart to flatter for yet another time. “Oh Jimin, it’s beautiful! Thank you!”, she beams at him admiring her flower crown consisting of tiny pink bubs. Setting the mirror aside, he places a hand on her waist bringing her closer to him as his other hand tucks a strand of her hair behind her ear. “I also wanted us to be together, just the two of us, for a little longer”, he admits caressing her cheek before bringing his lips to her own for another kiss. “We have plenty of time to be together, Jimin, so there’s no need to worry over that”, she murmurs gently against his mount combing her small fingers through his blond hair. “By the way, I didn’t give you an official answer to your previous question”, she draws slightly back from him with a cute, cheeky smile of her own. “I’m listening”, he urges wrapping both of his arms around her. “From the very beginning, I won’t deny that I too wasn’t immune to your dashing good looks like every other girl in the school. However, I realised right from our first interaction that there is so much more to you than your exterior. Jimin, you’re so caring and sensitive... The more time I spend with you, the more I doubted the fact that you’d actually been sorted into Slytherin of all houses! And to tell you the truth, I was hesitant about forming any sort of relationship with you because of that. After all, a Slytherin and a Hufflepuff aren’t exactly thought to be a good match... It was after you opened up to me and revealed your unpleasantness from the past and your vigour for the future that I finally understood what got you into Slytherin; not some darkness buried inside you but your fierce ambition to do good. That’s why I was not scared to get close to you anymore and so... I allowed myself to fall for you. And trust me, it was as easy as breathing from then on”. To say he is taken aback by her honest confession would be an understatement. The only response he can give her though, is yet another kiss; different from the previous ones. For this time, it is a passionate kiss through which he hopes to convey all his thoughts and emotions. He truly believes her words. He genuinely thinks that now that both of them have gotten over their fears and doubts, they will manage to become a couple against all odds. They’ll become an ‘us’. Because to him, she is...

“Naui cheonsa, naui sesang”. “My angel, my world”.

#bts #bts x oc #park jimin #jimin #harry potter au #slytherin #hufflepuff #jimin fluff #serendipity #jimin x oc #oc #herbology

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Jimin - Slytherin

ambition, determination, cleverness

#Bts #hogwarts #bts!hogwarts #jimin #slytherin #Harry Potter #Bts au

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bts fanfics i think shakespeare and queen elizabeth i would’ve gossiped about.

chapter ii. ✷ chapter iv.

KEYS ON SEVERITY OF SHAKESPEARE’S STATE:

( ✮ ) — you can’t lie, shakespeare’s got a mouth on him.

( ♬ ) — they’ve ordered everyone out the room. peering through the window as we speak.

( ✎ ) — someone tell him to put that poor teacup down.

( ♛ ) — her majesty royally gasped. she’s clutching her pearls, bless her.

THE SHAKESPEARE SERIES.

WARNING: keep in mind, some of these authors are very strict on the rule that no minors should read their work if they’re underage, and i will honour that. but, at the end of the day, i am not your parent. so, there’s that. but heed my warning wisely. any smut or 18+ content is highlighted in bold.

NOTE: we’re on part three already? damn, times flies. if you’re new here, welcome to the shakespeare series where i write essays about fics that would absolutely annihilate shakespeare — hence the name. if you haven’t read the past two chapters, you can access them in the masterlist above! let’s get into it.

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( ♛ ) MATILDA — by @babystrcandy

!! yoongi x reader | 141.8k !!

brothers best friend au, angst, fluff, eventual smut.

my therapist would absolutely adore this fanfic. maybe i should recommend it to her. or just send her the link. she’d be thrilled.

this series is dedicated to anyone who felt like the second choice, the one always forgotten about, the so-called disappointment, the people pleaser, the perfectionist, the one whose family has let them down over and over again.

reading this, alike reading anything else, transports you to another world. however, the difference between this one and all others, is this makes you feel safe. secure. a safe place. a sanctuary you never realised even existed, where you feel accepted and loved. it takes the idea of home and really drills it in.

if you find yourself relating to this story, like i did, i want to you to know i see you and i truly hope one day you find everything you were deprived of growing up. you deserve peace. you deserve love.

while you’re at it, go give this author some love for seeing us, listening to us, and validating our experiences. and for writing such a beautiful story.

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( ♬ ) DILF JK — by @venusiangguk

!! jungkook x reader | 85.5k !!

strangers to lovers, dad!jk, friends with benefits, smut (18+), fluff.

if some army’s weren’t such delulu’s and so consumed by the imaginary idea that they’ll one day marry a bts member and live happily ever after, this is the type of shit we’d actually get. but no, we’re forever plagued by fiction because of a few overly obsessed wankers.

rant aside, dilf!jk is a concept. one that needs to be studied and researched for my own personal needs. because i thought dilf!namjoon was dangerous (and he most certainly is), but dilf!jk is a whole other… thing? being? story? i’ll leave that to the researchers.

personally, i love when authors mould fiction and reality into one body. they blend the two concepts together to create something beautiful, and this was duly noted within the topic of the age gap. deciding on something real for the benefit of both parties in a fictional story is so fucking applaudable. or perhaps i’m just an angsty fucker, sorry.

most definitely worth all the tissues and all the cheek aching. talking from experience.

i mean, it’s got ‘dilf’ in the title, is that not enough? it’s what made me click, anyways. i’m a dilf lover through and through.

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( ♬ ) A SERPENT’S FLOWER — by @jimlingss & @dovechim

!! jimin x reader | 34.2k !!

fluff, smut (18+), lil angst, hogwarts!au.

realistically, you knew at some point in this series there would be a harry potter!au thrown in somewhere, didn’t you? i mean, come on now. and i’m so happy this is the first one.

this two-parter and it’s sequel both are both due the respect they deserve. the perfect opposites attract trope? enemies to lovers? with a quick-witted slytherin reader and an even wittier hufflepuff park jimin? fuck me, don’t mind if i do.

i never say a fanfic has everything. but this fanfic has everything. character, romance, humour, angst, wit, the list goes on. it’s a fanfic buffet: it’s got it all, and you just help yourself.

and i realise some people don’t read the sequels to fanfics (i know), but i beg of you. read the sequel too. if anything, i think the sequel was my favourite bit. and i know some people don’t like the pregnancy trope, but i’m telling you there definitely is a time and place for it. and this is the time! and the place! trust me.

did i cry at the end of this fic? i can’t remember. but the probability is higher than i’d like it to be.

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( ✮ ) ZERO GRAVITY — by @luxekook

!! namjoon x hoseok x reader | 11k !!

space!au, poly!au, angst, smut (18+), crack, fluff.

if someone doesn’t drop me on a spaceship with two of the hottest men on the planet in the next fortnight, i’m suing. don’t know who that’ll be yet, but some poor sod will have his hands full, that’s for certain.

i love space!au fics with my whole heart and ass. honestly, every time one comes up on my page, i have to save it. it’s a reflex at this point, they’re just too good. you know what is also too good? the built up tension within this fic. jaw-dropping.

i’m not giving out any spoilers, but the author really said, bonk— here is the nastiest smut you’ve ever read in your life. take it, or get fucked. and of course, i took it. but nothing really prepares you for that atmosphere change. not even the sex club was remotely ready. and it’s a sex club.

not going to lie, before writing this essay, i actually went back and read it again, just to make sure i was in the right mind the first time i read it. and yep, sure was. it’s just shocking how insane this fic is.

btw, anyone fancy a visit to throbbing disco sticks? i need a word with the person who came up with the name. and perhaps a kiss too.

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( ✎ ) NO CHOICE (NEXT TO YOU) — by @gukyi

!! yoongi x reader | 13k !!

college!au, frat boy!au, neighbour!au, enemies to lovers.

miscommunication. my lover in fanfics, my worst enemy in real life. hence why i love this fic so much. because it’s not real life. (unfortunately).

we’ve all done that thing where we’ve accidentally eavesdropped onto something we shouldn’t of and one thing leads to another and boom, you find yourself misreading the whole situation. and you’re lying if you say you haven’t.

well, that’s this fic for you. times a thousand. honestly, enemies to lovers fics never do me wrong. they’re always a joy to read — the thrill and the very, very prominent sexual tension keeps you excited, waiting on the edge of your seat to see how everything plans out.

my point? this fic never bores you out. read it a thousand times and it still feels like the first. and not a lot of fanfics have that power, i’ll tell you that. a few, yes. but not a lot.

don’t take reading this for the first time for granted. wish i had that privilege. jealous.

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( ✎ ) THE PRINCE’S CINDERELLA SYNDROME — by @jimilter

!! jimin x reader | 39.4k !!

cursed!jimin, supernatural!au, strangers to lovers!au angst, smut, fluff.

this fic altered my brain chemistry permanently. there’s no going back. i’m officially ruined, you guys. i don’t even know who i was before i read this. it was just- bang, clean slate.

to begin with, i thought ‘this bitch saw him twice and her knees buckled. what the fuck.’ but then i realised that bitch is me, and the so-called him is referring to thee park jimin, so really. i got it. who wouldn’t absolutely power move it after seeing such a sight? i might just jog a little. sprint on a good day.

i would happily write a five thousand word essay for you on how fucking good this plot slash idea was, and an additional ten thousand on how sad, but i don’t think my fingers— nor my mental state would be able to go through that. not again. please.

but as i mentioned in the last fic above, do not take reading this for the first time for granted. however, only because you will lose all rationality.

shakespeare most definitely plagiarised this fic. he wrote it down and her majesty knows. that’s why he looked so proud of himself at tea. the sneaky fucker. just he wait until i tell @jimilter.

sobbing. again. or is this the fourth time?

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( ✎ ) ALWAYS IN MY DREAMS — by @kookskingdom

!! namjoon x reader | 15.4k !!

soulmates!au, fluff, angst, minor character death.

i mean, i already sleep too fucking much. only being able to meet my soulmate through my dreams would just make me comatose. you’d never hear from me. ever.

and yes, you saw the tag. it’s another soulmate!au because everyone knows how much nini loves her hopeless romance. but! who doesn’t. they’re too good to scroll past. so when i finally read this, i knew it was going in the series.

the unknown certainty between the pair of when their next encounter would be with each other, causing them to cherish every single second, that. that’s what i want please. someone who drinks up my existence knowing we will soon part from each other. i cannot.

i love, love, love the concept of soulmates, fate, destiny, whatever. the whole shabang. i bathe in it. so, of course, this fic was a big hit with me. and if that too is your thing, and you love the idea of two souls being intwined inside and out, this is your golden ticket.

@kookskingdom is mentioned in this chapter twice. but can you blame me? you find a ticket to the chocolate factory, of course you’re going to hold onto it as tightly as possible.

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( ✮ ) VOICEMAIL — by @joonary

!! seokjin x reader | 7k !!

fluff, humour, friends to lovers, college podcast!au.

you know those dramas where both the two main characters are so completely smitten with each other to the point you’re practically screaming at your screen for them to “just kiss already!” but won’t because they’re hopelessly oblivious, even though everyone is telling them how in love they both are? yeah, that’s this fic. in a nutshell.

though in their defence, i feel i would definitely do the same. but still, does it stop me from getting frustrated with them? no. i was absolutely raging.

this cute story was so, so sweet i was practically clutching the phone for an emergency appointment to the dentist. my teeth were rotting with all the added sugar, like hello? my teeth? but just like chocolate is, it’s addicting. and you can’t stop yourself.

perhaps i’m just a sucker for friends to lovers fics, but this one particularly caught my attention. it’s 5k of pure infuriation, and 2k of fluff.

but so worth the impatience.

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( ♬ ) FALL IN HATRED — by @jimlingss

!! seokjin x reader | 20k !!

divorce!au, angst, fluff, smut (18+), marriage!au.

first bullet point is just the thought of fuck me, ‘cause where do i start with this?

separation — in some ways — is the easy way out. you just get up and leave. walk out, whatever. boom, just like that. but the emotional repercussions are what make it so distressing. making that daunting decision to leave something— someone in our past, may be one of the hardest things we humans ever have to do.

this fic goes through the rough battle of what it means to be committed to a person. the battles of finally giving up on someone you once thought the world of. and honestly? that may be my worst fear. for someone to love me so deeply, and then lose that over time to see me as nothing more than an inconvenience of their past.

never been through divorce. hopefully you, nor i, will ever have to. but after reading this, i don’t think we have to experience it.

this amazing, yet painfully angsty fic does it for us. and a fucking incredible ending.

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( ♛ ) THE ROAD TO RADIANT — by @kookskingdom

!! jungkook x reader | 25.9k !!

gamer!au, streamer!au, fluff, angst, smut, rivals to friends to lovers!au.

this got a crown on the shakespeare state chart purely for the fact i have never played valorant in my life, and single-handedly managed to impress my friends — who are obsessed with said game — about my newfound knowledge of gaming, purely from this fic alone. felt like a fucking genius.

i was going to add this to part four, but i genuinely had to swap some fics around to put this baby in. i found space for her, so she’s here. and deservedly so. why wait?

this fic does a very good job of highlighting the deep misogyny and sexism that runs within the gaming community towards women. like, can women not be good at gaming too? do people really believe gaming is purely a man thing? is this really the society we live in? yikes.

and if you do happen to read this fic and reach that argument scene with jungkook, please let me know. i want you to know i, too, was absolutely fuming. phones were thrown. naughty words were said. angry voice messages to said best friend were recorded.

final special mention for the smut scene. had me sweating like a sinner in church. lord have mercy.

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( ♬ ) BRASS AND STRINGS — by @jimlingss

!! namjoon x reader | 113.7k !!

slice of life!au, fluff, slow burn, college!au, music!au.

take a shot every time this author is mentioned within this series. you’ll end up blackout pissed. it’s a shame they left this platform, but i hope they’re doing well. their fics have really left an impact on me. and i’ll forever be grateful.

ah, yes. the cheesy clichéd trope of the mean girl and the nerd. a mix of two completely different personalities and flavours that supposedly fit together like two broken pieces of a puzzle. the very foundation of a 2000’s romcom. an iconic pairing that has been hammered into us by the media since day one.

it’s the opposites attract that lured me in initially, but it’s the character development throughout the story that nestled itself into my heart, and got me to stay. this fic holds dear to me still.

i have gatekept this fic long enough, and i am trusting you to bear it with love and extreme care. like you’re holding a small, fragile baby in your arms. do not let me down. please.

one more thing, don’t share this with shakespeare. every time he’s brought it up, i’ve told him it was a really weird dream and he’s only just started to believe me. yes, i feel shit about it, but it has to be done. the man’s a menace.

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( ✮ ) TANGLED WEBS — by @ughseoks

!! jungkook x reader | 14.1k !!

spiderman!au, soulmate!au (yup), angst, fluff.

if any of you say a word about the second tag, i will fight. i will never stop recommending them. me and the soulmates!au are soulmates. irony at its finest.

i genuinely wish spidey!jk was a real adaptation. because even though andrew is my favourite spiderman, i fear there is a large difference between the pair that separates them. andrew can play peter parker. jungkook can (re: could) play peter parker. but could andrew play jungkook? no.

in this fic, the whole characterisation of both jungkook as spiderman and the soulmate!reader is so well written. you can perfectly picture jungkook being that awkward high school boy by day, and secret superhero vigilante by night. i mean, fuck me. how is he not knackered all the time?

mixing in that final zest of soulmates!au everyone (re: me) loves, you’ve got yourself a hell of a plot line.

romeo and juliet were not soulmates, shakespeare. they were children. why aren’t you taking notes? stop talking to the queen. she’s tired of all your bullshit. and so are we.

© marknee, 2023. all rights reserved.

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—tri-wizard trials | myg

→ posted: dec 26, 2022 → pairing: slytherin!yoongi x gryffindor!reader → au/genre: hogwarts au, brother’s best friend, smallest of angst, fluff, smut → chapter rating: +18 / M for Mature → wc: 7,251 → warnings: everyone involved in smut is OF AGE. events of harry potter’s stories did not happen. Dumbledore is retired from being headmaster, but all of the other professors we know and love are not dead, everyone’s ages are different in this story, some members are not seen but are mentioned, some house banter and teasing, use of wizarding world phrases, oral (m & f receiving), loss of virginity, penetrative unprotected sex, overstimulation, second hand embarrassment → credits: story written for Toci as part of the @bangtanwritershq holiday event “Christmas Love”, thank you to my beta readers, whippedbywonho, @noonastoand @peachiilovesot7​ for all of your help! → summary: As a seventh year, this is your final year to spend with your friends. It’s also a triwizard tournament year—the tournament is known as being dangerous—and it's common for some injuries to be fatal. When your brother’s best friend and fellow seventh year, Yoongi, is chosen as the school champion at the feast, you lay out your feelings and give him a prize worth much more than the cup. → an: as a gryfferin/slythindor, i approve of the slander in the story lol! i included a key terms to help muggles, and i’m very excited to have a hogwarts au story! 

Key Terms for Muggles:

Abraxans - a breed of winged horses, gigantic and extremely powerful with an appearance akin to that of a palomino horse Common Room - “living room” for students; each house has their own  The Entrance Hall - entryway of the castle that has access to the great hall, staircase to the higher floors, and dungeons Fiendfyre - enchanted fire from an advanced dark magic curse that creates flames of immense size and heat that are capable of destroying nearly anything in its path The Great Hall - “cafeteria” of sorts, where all students and professors eat meals Hippogriff - a magical beast that has the front legs, wings, and head of a giant eagle and the body, hind legs and tail of a horse Room of Requirement - also known as the Come and Go Room is a secret room that only appears if you are in great need of it Veela - semi-human magical beings; beautiful women with white-gold hair and skin that appears to shine moon-bright

OCT 30th — 11:47 PM

Seven years ago you were eleven turning twelve, and just starting your life here within these castle walls. Dragging your fingers along the cold stone bricks, you smile softly as you pass a coat of arms hanging from an archway. Hogwarts School for Witchcraft and Wizardry has been your home for so long, and now, in your final year, you can’t believe that you have less than eight months until you’d be graduating and moving off into the world. 

Since returning back in September, you’d sometimes get this overwhelming bittersweet feeling about leaving this place next June. You’re supposed to be in bed, as it wasn’t your night to patrol the halls, but instead your feet have led you down the many flights of stairs to the entrance hall on the main floor. The soft glow of the lowered flames lit the corridor just enough for you to not trip over the trick step on your way down from the Gryffindor common room, but as you enter the entrance hall, the light changes briefly.

Your eyes flicker up, taking note of Min Yoongi standing within the age line that Professor Bang Si-hyuk had charmed around the glowing goblet in the middle of the hall. Blue flames return the corridor to a somber mood as Yoongi’s arm drops back to his side, hands tucking a sheet of folded parchment and a quill back into his robe pocket as he turns to exit.

“Hey.” 

His cool demeanor as his eyes avoid contact with yours is something you aren’t used to anymore; as your twin brother Jimin’s best friend, you’ve grown close to the blond over the years despite being in different houses, but having you as a prefect and now Head Girl has saved them from losing several house points along the way.

“Hey. I didn’t know you were going to enter?” you question as an attempt to warm his attitude, but he just grunts, moving to walk past you and back towards the hall that leads to the dungeon common room. 

Turning his direction, your hand shoots out to grasp his wrist, but upon looking at his face, you drop his arm.

“Yoongi?”

“I’m really tired YN, I’ll talk to you later.”

Yoongi’s robes billow around him as he disappears into the shadows of the castle walls, descending into the dungeons and leaving you to the chill of the midnight hour. 

OCT 31st — 2:11 AM

Back in your dorm room on the seventh floor in Gryffindor tower, sleep continues to flit from you like the golden snitch: teasing you to your face, just to disappear out of sight in a blink of an eye. 

Min Yoongi entered the Triwizard Tournament—one of the most dangerous tournaments for students that exists, with fatal injuries a common thing. Sure, the previous headmaster, Albus Dumbledore, had seen to it that students had to be of age to enter, but did age really matter in the end? 

You roll over onto your side, flipping your pillow to the cool side and think about the chances of Yoongi being selected. There are several other seventh years that you know will be entering, and you attempt to quell your growing fears. Why would a Slytherin be chosen over a Gryffindor? Could hissing, prong-tongued, dungeon dwellers really be more worthy as the school’s champion over a fierce, courageous and proud lion? 

You aren’t normally one to believe the propaganda spewed about each house, but the thought surprisingly aids in calming you down enough to allow sleep to overtake you, and you dream of dark eyes, light hair, and a gummy smile that refused to show itself to you tonight, and you have a sinking feeling it has everything to do with the conversation he must’ve overheard. 

OCT 30th — 5 - 8 PM the Welcoming Feast, several hours earlier 

You stand in the front of the castle with the other students, awaiting the arrival of the two other magical schools in the region, Beauxbatons and Durmstrang. Of the three magical schools, you were at the one led by Professor Bang Si-hyuk, and in your opinion, it was the best school to attend. Beauxbatons was headed by Professor Park Jae-sang, a lively man who enjoyed working with his students. Professor Park Jin-young, the Durmstrang headmaster, was less concerned with his students, and more concerned with his own vanity. 

Watching as the Great Lake ripples with life, a large boat pushes through the water to sit atop the waves. A large ramp lowers itself to the shore, and a small group of young men disembark behind a toadly looking man and make their way toward you all.

You notice a grinning man leading the group of students and he’s quite striking in a tall, dark, and handsome way. His smile has dimples and is easily given, and exactly what you’re used to if you look at your ex. Shaking the thought away, you hear the whispers of the other female students who can’t believe how tall and cute the men arriving are. 

Soon after Park Jin-young greets Headmaster Bang, the group of men retire inside to wait for the welcoming feast. It’s not more than five minutes before a large carriage arrives, flown by magnificent winged beasts, Abraxans by the look of it.

Park Jae-sang appears to dance across the grass once he’s out of the carriage, a small group of students following him as Hagrid leads the Abraxans to the grassy paddock. You’ve heard that his school is quite small, and by the looks of it, he may have brought every ‘of-age’ student with him. You can’t help but notice only one blonde girl in the group of young men, spritely but proud as she walks with her head held high.

Once the Beauxbatons students are in, Headmaster Bang leads the rest of you into the Great Hall, where the decorations for tomorrow have come to life. Bats and orange streamers line the corridors and you hope that the visitors will enjoy their time here. Seeing your twin brother, you grab his sleeve to keep up with him amongst the crowd. Jimin sees you and smiles, eyes half moon as he wraps his arm around your shoulders in a side hug.

“YN, this year is gonna be fantastic, innit?”

“I mean, so far it already has been, Gryffindor is in the lead for the house cup thanks to that win against Slytherin last week,” you tease.

Jimin pouts; as Slytherin seeker, they lost by only ten points when your best friend caught the snitch before he could. 

“Jeon got lucky, that’s all.”

You giggle, linking arms with him as he shuffles down the hall towards his best friend. Not to say you and your brother weren’t also best friends—you shared a womb with him—but outside of your twin bond, you each had a best friend in your respective houses.

Yoongi stood along the wall next to a suit of arms, well out of the way of the crowd. As you approached, he gave you one of his rare smiles. 

“Well, if it isn’t Park-squared.”

“Ohh, Yoongi, I didn’t know you could do math.”

“Ha-ha. Anyways, what do you think of the potential champions from the other schools?” he asks, looking at your brother. Jimin answers as you turn your back to the wall, eyes on the crowd to help direct the younger students. Head Girl duties and what not.

“Well, Durmstrang looks pretty fit, I think any of them could be champions. Beauxbatons had that girl…she was quite stunning. I felt like I couldn’t take my eyes off of her.”

“Oooh, I felt that way too,” you chime in, “you don’t think she’s part Veela, do you? You know near Beauxbatons, it is more common for magical creatures like Veela to mix with wizards.”

“She could be. I didn’t quite care for her, though.” Yoongi shared, staring at you while you looked away from him across the crowd of students still lingering in the hall.

“Mmm, do you ever care for anyone though, Min? I’ve never even seen you look twice at a girl our whole time at Hogwarts,” you taunt back.

“I just have impeccable taste, and maybe the people who meet it haven’t noticed me yet.”

Giggling, you turn back to look at him.

“Min Yoongi, have you seen yourself? Even I went through the ‘I’ve got a crush on Min Yoongi but he’ll never notice me’ phase when we were in fourth year, along with half the school. I highly doubt there’s anyone left in the school who hasn’t noticed you.”

Yoongi opens his mouth, ready to question you more about this phase he had no idea you went through, but Jimin speaks first, pulling you along with him towards the now clear doors. You reach for Yoongi, who allows you to loop your arm through his own, eyes burning into your skull.

“Anyways, thank God you aren’t still drooling over my best friend, god that was such an annoying time of my life, hearing you talk on and on about him. So, who from Hogwarts do you think will enter?”

“I don’t know…” you think, “I guess I expect most of the seventh year boys will enter. Probably quidditch players, like yourself, twin. Maybe some of the other Head Boys and Girls, like Jung Hoseok in Hufflepuff. Not me, though.”

“No, no, I’m not going to enter either. Can’t mar this beautiful face of mine. One Park twin has to be beautiful.”

You shoulder him lightly at his joke, jostling Yoongi into your side more, as your group abruptly stops by the Slytherin table.

“What do you think about someone who would enter the tournament?” Yoongi quietly asks you as another person begins talking to your brother. 

“I guess…I don’t know what I think. I think they would be brave. Or maybe foolhardy. Definitely would make them hot in my eyes. Imagine seeing them take on dragons or rescue a family of unicorns in the Forbidden Forest?” you practically swoon as you imagine that one tall Durmstrang boy shirtless, lifting a baby unicorn out of harm’s way. “Why? Do you plan to enter Yoongi?”

“Yoongi? Enter? There’s no way this brooding hunk would ever be chosen as the Hogwarts Champion in the first place, even if he did enter.”

Choi Sung-ho, the Slytherin you hated the most, has the audacity to cut into your conversation with Yoongi.

“And you think you’ve got a chance, Choi? Fuck off.” You flip him the bird, turning back to Yoongi, whose features have schooled themselves into a look of indifference.

“Park, I’d gladly fuck off if you fuck off with me. I hear you can ride me like a hippogriff.”

“You’re disgusting Choi.”

“Hey, I heard you like to do nasty things in between classes, Park. The Kim brothers sure do talk a lot.”

You reach for your wand, ready to Bat Bogey Hex the fucker for bringing up your ex-boyfriend, but Jimin beats you to the punch. Literally. 

“Choi. Keep my sister’s name out of your mouth, if you know what’s good for you. I recommend you head up to the infirmary and let Madame Pomfrey fix that broken nose.” 

You glance around, looking for a teacher to appear and reprimand you for the scuffle, but you see Yoongi lower his hand, and the silently cast spell fades, allowing your small group to be seen once again. Sung-ho hastens from the Great Hall, his green and silver scarf bunched up to stop the bleeding.

“You and Jimin must beat up people a lot, you cast that charm without any warning!” you glare at the two, not sure you want to know how they became so good at timing that. “God, I can’t stand Sung-ho. He’s only sour because he asked me out in fifth year, but I turned him down.”

“He did?” Yoongi inquires quietly as Jimin inspects his hand for damage.

“Yeah, but I told him no because I liked someone else…” you turned your eyes down away from Yoongi’s searing stare, choosing instead to pick at an invisible thread on your school robes. 

“That’s why he was such a bitch to you during fifth year, Yoongi. ‘Cause she turned him down because of you.”

“What? That’s why he hexed me in Charms class?”

Headmaster Bang stood and motioned for everyone to sit before anyone else could answer. Jimin pulled Yoongi away from you to take a seat at their table, parting from you with a small wave and you were left to walk over to Gryffindor table alone, mulling over the way Yoongi eyes had bore into yours as revelations came to light of your crush from several years ago—had it ever gone away?

Sitting down, you blink several times as two people you haven't seen in ages appear. Kim Seokjin and Kim Namjoon, recent Hogwarts grads who now work at the Ministry. Seated among the professors, the reason for their appearance back at the school is revealed as Headmaster Bang introduces them to announce the Triwizard Tournament. 

“Hello everyone! Many of you might remember me, Kim Seokjin, Gryffindor house alumni and the youngest ever Head of the Department of Magical Games and Sports. I am here with Kim Namjoon, former Head Boy and Ravenclaw alumni, AND also the youngest in his role as the Head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation. We would love to announce the start of the Triwizard Tournament! The two of us have worked with our teams to bring back this legendary tournament, and we look forward to experiencing this with you all!”

“Yes, my brother is right!” Kim Namjoon, your ex, approaches the podium to speak next to Seokjin, and when his eyes meet yours, he smiles at you lovingly. You don’t know how to feel at the moment, with feelings you thought had been buried resurfacing randomly. “This tournament helps to bring wizards and witches across the globe together, and we are so excited for this act of cooperation at the secondary level. We believe cooperation starts at a young age.”

“Professor Bang has graciously agreed to host the event this year, and now, we will allow him to present to you the artifact that will set this whole event off!” The two brothers make their way back to their seats as the headmaster returns to the podium.

“Before we eat, our guests will be able to submit their names, since they will reside outside of the castle, and Hogwarts students can submit once the feast is over…”

Your eyes drift towards the far side of the hall, searching for those dark and brooding eyes. When you find them, it’s like you’re locked into his gaze by a spell, and you don’t hear a word of what the headmaster says of the rest of his speech, unable to take in anything but the pouting face of Min Yoongi until applause surrounds you.

The Goblet of Fire has been revealed, the age line drawn around the stand, and members from Durmstrang and Beauxbatons rise to enter their names. The feast commences, and around you people are eating and talking, but all you can think about is what those eyes are trying to tell you. 

You barely remember eating, but you take your spot to make sure all of the students clear out from the Great Hall once the feast is over. Seeing the last of the stragglers heading to the entry hall, you move to follow them out, stopping when you feel a large, warm hand wrap around your wrist gently. 

“YN, it’s so good to see you.” Namjoon’s dimples light up the space as he smiles down at you and you can’t help but to smile back.

“Hi, Namjoon. I didn’t know you would be here for this.”

He scratches the back of his neck bashfully.

“Yeah, I told Taehyung not to tell you, in case you tried to hide from me.” 

“Oh really? And why would I hide from you,” you challenge.

“Well, I know that we didn’t break up on the best of terms…”

“Yeah, hearing all of my business across the castle grounds was not the greatest thing to experience.”

“It wasn’t me—this is one of the reasons I’m glad I came. It didn’t feel right sending it via owl, and well… yeah. I figured I owed you the truth in person. I found out afterwards that Peeves was snooping on us that night. He was singing some vulgar song about it in the halls—”

“Yes, I vividly remember that Ravenclaw with the crush on you enjoyed singing it.”

“I just wanted you to know that it wasn’t meaningless to me. I just, I was leaving school and you would still be here another year and I’m the youngest to be in this position. I didn’t know Peeves was there that night, watching everything. I didn’t think anyone would know about the breakup.” 

You look up to the bewitched night sky, not really wanting to relive that night. 

“I’ve forgiven you. Peeves does what he does best, and I know it wasn’t anything personal. It just sucked because…well, I thought we were in love back then.”

“I really did love you, YN.” Namjoon steps closer to you, reaching for your hands. “I think I still do.”

“Oh.”

You feel weird having your ex confess he still has feelings for you, especially when feelings for a certain Slytherin have just made themselves known to you once again. You remain silent, staring at your joined hands. 

“Look, I know you weren’t expecting to hear this, but just think about it. I’ll be here quite a lot over the tournament…” Namjoon blushes, eyes looking behind you. “Hey, Min. What's up?”

“Jimin was looking for YN, and Taehyung said he thought she was still in the Great Hall.”

You turn to face Yoongi, noticing the way he and Namjoon are having a staredown that doesn’t seem all that friendly despite the way their voices sound.

“Yeah, I just wanted to talk to her real quick.” Namjoon turns back to you, leaning down to kiss your cheek softly.

“Just think about it, YN.”

You nod, unable to answer him as he releases you and turns, disappearing into the side door the rest of the professors had retired to for after dinner chatting.

Finally feeling your body able to move again, you turn to tell Yoongi about the weird conversation, but he’s gone, leaving you alone in the Great Hall.

OCT 31st — 6 - 8 PM

The second feast in two days commences right as the sun begins to set on Halloween. The castle is decorated to your heart’s content; next to Christmas at the castle, Halloween is your favorite time of the year. The knights' armor lining the hall is shined and sparkling and the candles floating above the house tables send a warm, yet haunting glow throughout the Great Hall. 

Walking side by side with your brother, you watch as he easily melds into his green and silver crew, the lot of them side-eying you in your maroon and gold as they welcome your brother into their folds. 

“Over here!”

You look farther along where your table is positioned at the opposite end of the hall from your brother’s, seeing your best friend, sixth year Gryffindor seeker Jeon Jungkook waving you down to sit. He pats an open spot as you climb over the wooden bench and plop down next to him. 

“Sorry, I had to run as soon as I was released from Herbology, Professor Sprout kept us a bit late, and Nabi called a last minute practice, you know how she gets when players are late.” Jungkook greets with a sly grin on his face.

“Nabi wouldn’t dare punish her honey, Jeon. You could arrive late to a game and she would still shower you with praise.” You retort, leaning past Jungkook to smile at the girl seated on his other side. Nabi, captain of the quidditch team and a fellow seventh year student, has been your best friend's girlfriend for several years now. “Hey Nabi!”

“Hey good twin! Is everything okay?” she asks, and Jungkook shoots her a puzzling look.

“Yeah, why do you ask?”

“Well, it wasn’t your night to patrol and you weren’t in bed last night when I got in—” she says, Jungkook elbowing her in the rib lightly with a cough.

“I mean, I had gotten up to go to the bathroom, and you weren’t there when I left or returned, I was worried about you.”

“Oh!” you laugh to yourself, ruffling Jungkook’s hair as his ears turn pink, confirming that Nabi made a slip up about their whereabouts the previous evening. “I couldn’t sleep, you know how I get. I was just wandering the halls until I felt tired enough to fall asleep.”

She nods, leaning into Jungkook to plant a loud kiss to his reddenning cheek, but the words she says to him go unheard as a loud roar rips through the hall. Durmstrang and Beauxbatons students stream through the massive double doors to a loud applause, and you turn your head to watch as they wait patiently in two lines as Argus Filch, the caretaker, pulls a wheeled platform with the Goblet of Fire onto it towards the front of the teacher’s platform. 

Headmaster Bang stands, asking the students to be seated wherever there is space at the house tables, and in moments the hall is quiet as he finally approaches the podium. 

“Tonight, we will learn the names of the three school champions to take on the three tasks of the Triwizard Tournament. Before the Goblet announces the champions, are there any last minute students who would like to enter?”

The Great Hall is quiet as everyone looks around, the air suddenly tense. All eyes turn to the Goblet of Fire, which begins to spark as the flames shift, dancing in wild delight. Headmaster Bang steps towards it, where the first bit of parchment flies out from the flames. 

“The first champion, from Durmstrang, is Ok Taecyeon!”

The hall breaks out into noise as the tall man you saw the previous day leading the Durmstrang students stands and walks up to the podium. He shakes hands with all three headmasters, as well as both Seokjin and Namjoon, and then disappears through the side door you saw Namjoon go through last night. 

As the cheers die down, the goblet once again begins to cast sparks as it flares up, another charred bit of paper floating down slowly after being spit out.

“Next, from Beauxbatons—Jang Da-hye!”

You applaud with the others as the blonde, Veela-like girl rises from the Ravenclaw table and approaches the podium to copy Taecyeon, shaking the three headmasters hands before heading into the other room.

A hush grows over the students as you all wait for the goblet to announce the final champion—the Hogwarts champion. You can feel the palpable silence, sitting tensely until it gives way to the sounds of the fire beginning to vacillate, and the flames seem to shift between the brightest shades it could burn. The last piece of parchment paper shoots out of the now white hot fire, and as the headmaster reads the last name he’s just snatched out of the air, you feel your heart drop.

“Hogwarts champion, Min Yoongi of Slytherin House!”

The table at the far end erupts with proud exclamations, chants of his name as he clambers over the wooden bench to take his rightful place with the other champions. 

“YN, you’re kind of hurting me.”

Jungkook’s arm is gripped in your hand, and you release him once you realize. 

“Sorry, I’m just shocked is all.”

“Are you sure?” He leans towards you so only you can hear him. “Is this fourth year all over again?”

You look at him, scandalized that he so easily read you. From across the Great Hall, Jimin also takes note of your reaction. 

OCT 31st — 10:13 PM

It’s that very reason that Jimin summons you to meet him outside of your common room after most of the students had all turned in for the night. You’d just taken a bath, and your hair was still pulled up out of your face from where you’d scrubbed it clean. You swing open the portrait to step over the ledge, tugging your night robes around you to keep the chill out as you shuffle over to where Jimin is and away from the warmth of the common room.

“Jimin, where’s the Fiendfyre?” you ask, confused at the urgency of the message.

“I saw your reaction tonight. You should talk to him.”

“This is what you’ve called me out of bed for?”

“Yes, because Yoongi has been weird all day and he won’t say, which means it has something to do with you.” Jimin glares at you as if you’ve done something wrong.

“What in Merlin’s beard? I didn’t do anything to Yoongi!”

“Yoongi doesn’t hide anything from me unless it has to do with you. I’m not stupid. I saw the way he was looking at you yesterday after you let slip about your past crush, and I saw the way you reacted to hearing his name being called.”

“Okay? I still didn’t do anything! If anyone bothered him, it was Namjoon.”

Jimin’s eyebrows rise into his bangs. 

“Namjoon? What’s that smartass got to do with anything?”

“He wanted to talk to me about the breakup…and he might have mentioned that he’s still in love with me. While we were talking, Yoongi appeared, looking for me. The two of them had a staredown, but I didn’t get to talk to Yoongi afterwards.” You think back to last night. “I even saw him entering his name, but when I tried to talk to him, he basically dismissed me.”

Jimin rolls his head back with a heaving sigh.

“Well then, I feel a lot better about what I’m about to do.”

With a firm grip, Jimin takes your wrist and all but drags you down the left corridor and away from Gryffindor landing where The Fat Lady snores in her golden frame. You twist your arm in his hold, trying to free yourself, but Jimin is quite strong.

“Jimin, what the fuck?”

He reaches the weird tapestry with Barnabas the Barmy teaching trolls ballet and walks back and forth past the opposite wall three times, face deep in thought, still never releasing you.

You quiet down your complaints and curses as a large door appears, feet unmoving as Jimin releases you to step forward and open the door. You can hear loud pounding from the other side, a muffled voice unclearly shouting words. Flinching as the door opens, you prepare for an attack.

“Park, I swear I’m gonna kill you—”

Yoongi appears in the doorway, chest heaving as if he was out of breath and his face contorted in anger that dissipates as soon as you two lock eyes. Both of you are so caught off guard and confused that when your brother shoves you into the doorway, you stumble into Yoongi’s arms as he catches you from an impending faceplant.

“Listen, this is for your own good. The door won’t unlock until you talk and figure it out. I love you both, so don’t hate me.” Jimin grimaces as he looks at the two of you before expressly shutting you in.

Shocked, you remain in Yoongi’s arms for several minutes as his breathing slows down and you take in what just happened. He seems to come to his senses, releasing you with a step back and you’re able to observe the walls around you in an attempt to ignore the other person in the room.

It’s a simple space, much like a stay at the Leaky Cauldron except it looks as if Madam Puddifoot decorated. Did Jimin lock you into a sweetheart suite? 

“Your brother is the worst. Slimy git deserves to be boiled in frog spawn.” Yoongi sits on the bed, his head in his hands.

“Hey! That’s my brother, and your best friend, need I remind you.”

Yoongi’s head snaps up to face yours, and you see a flash of remorse as he attempts a deep breath. 

“I know. He’s still a slimy git for this.” Clutching your night robe around your body, you’re inclined to agree. You also have no idea how long Yoongi was being held captive in here before you arrived, so you ask as much.

“Since I was finished being briefed. He literally came and grabbed me and said it was urgent that we come to the seventh floor because—” Yoongi stops speaking as his alabaster skin turns pink. 

“Because what?”

“Nothing.”

“According to Jimin, it isn’t nothing, and we won’t get out of here until we talk about ‘nothing’.”

Yoongi stands, walking towards a door you hadn’t noticed earlier. 

“We’ll talk later.”

The door slams, and you hear the tell tale sounds of water running. With a sigh, you take off your robe and plop down onto the other side of the mattress, spending the next 30 minutes gathering your thoughts. The same thoughts you were viciously pulled from as Yoongi stomps back into the room, blond hair wet and sticking to his forehead as steam billows out of the room behind him.

He’s dressed in pajamas, a black t-shirt and dark green plaid pants with silver and black crisscrossing. He’s a lot more covered up than you had been under your robe; not having expected to be seen by anyone but your dorm mates, you had dressed in tiny shorts and a tight tank top. Thankfully you had enough sense to pull on a robe before running out to meet Jimin. 

Yoongi shuffles around, slippers dragging along the plush carpet as he ignores the fact that he’s locked in the room with you.

“Yoongi?”

“YN?”

“Are we really going to do this?”

Yoongi steps closer to where you’ve just sat up, “YN, I really don’t want to—”

“I don’t care what you do or don’t want to do.” You stand from the bed, walking closer to Yoongi. “We can’t get out of this room until we talk about it, so we’re gonna talk about it.”

Yoongi lets out a huff, running a hand through his hair, pushing it back off his forehead. He seems to waver between having the conversation you’re pushing for, and you see when he makes the decision to go for it, preparing to give you the honest truth.  

“What is there to say, YN? I saw the way Namjoon was looking at you, I heard him declare his love for you. He’s the youngest in his department in the ministry, what have I got to compete with that?!”

“None of those things matter! Why do you even need to compete with him?” He was confusing you. No, he was getting your hopes up, but you weren’t sure he was talking about what you were thinking he was talking about.

“Why? Because what can I do to prove that I’m the better choice? Shit, even me getting chosen as Champion doesn’t mean I’ll be able to prove anything.” 

His words continue to raise your hopes, but you play dumb, wanting him to spell it out for you. You close the space between you and him, just a hair’s breadth apart now.

“Yoongi, I don’t get it. Better choice for what?” 

“For you! I think I’m in love with you, stupid!” His hands reach for you, cupping your face firm but gentle. “I think I love you. I think I have for a while.”

Instead of a reply, you press onto your tiptoes, lips meeting his in a soft kiss to show your affection for him as well. Surprised, it takes him a few seconds to kiss you back, responding once you swipe your tongue across his bottom lip. One hand moves to the small of your back to pull you closer, and you place your hands against his chest to clutch at his shirt and hold him to you.

“Why would you join this stupid tournament if you think you love me? You could die!” Your voice is a harsh whisper, half breathless from the kiss and half choked up from holding back your emotions. He presses his forehead to yours, his deep almond eyes burning into you, now lined with tears.

“Because I wanted to prove myself to you. I want to prove to everyone that I deserve you.”

“Yoongi, you don’t have to prove anything.”

“Please, you’re Head Girl of Gryffindor. Your ex was Head Boy of Ravenclaw, youngest in the ministry or whatever slug shit they were spewing earlier at the feast. People don’t expect us to be—you know—an us.” 

“I don’t care what people expect. I want to be with you. I have wanted to be with you since we were stupid fourth years sneaking around the castle to skip class and daring each other to skinny dip with the Giant Squid.”

He laughs, a bright sound straight from his stomach. It warmed you up, made you want to hear it more. 

“Don’t be the Triwizard Champion. Be with me instead,” you whisper, your fear palpable as reality settles back in. A single tear escapes your eye and you sniffle. Yoongi can’t bear to see you like this, but there’s nothing he can do.

“I..I can’t. Didn’t you hear what Bang said? Once your name is drawn from the goblet, it’s a binding contract. I have to compete.” Yoongi brushes his lips to yours, attempting to cheer you up with kisses. His voice is almost a raspy whisper as he continues. “But I’ll do whatever I need to in order to come back to you after every task.” Another kiss, longer this time. “I’ll fucking win the whole thing, too. Use the winnings to get you whatever you want.”

Wrapping his arms around your waist, he holds you close, large palms gliding up and down your skin as he kisses you again, deepening it so that you can’t help but release a moan that he swallows down. Stepping you backwards, he lowers you onto the bed once he feels you reach the edge, his hand protecting your head as he maneuvers you to the pillow. 

You can feel his hardened length against your thigh, pressing against his pajama pants and you squirm, desire coursing through your veins to have all of this man. Your hands move to pull off his shirt and he follows your lead, removing the counterpart to every article you remove from him off of you until the two of you are naked under the sheets.

“Promise me, Yoongi,” you say lightly, brushing your lips across his. Nudging his nose against yours in the most sensual way, he captures your lips in a brief kiss before answering.

“I promise, I’ll come back to you. After every task, you’ll be in my arms like this.”

Kissing down your neck, you sigh out as his hands knead at your breasts, lithe fingers pinching your nipples into peaks. Tongue swirling around each nipple, one at a time, you can feel yourself growing wet as he slots a thigh between yours. Pressing his leg into you, you grind for friction, light moans as your clit begins to slide easily from how drenched you are. 

“Can you cum for me, baby? My perfect Head Girl, you sound so pretty under me like this.”

You rock your hips harder, faster, building the coil in your lower pelvis as he continues tonguing at your chest and neck, sucking marks into your skin as proof that he was there.

“I need more, Yoongi,” you plead, and when he removes his thigh, you whine at the loss of touch. He just chuckles, a mocking sound that has you wanting to take ten points from Slytherin until you’re letting out a hiss as his warm tongue delves into your dripping center. He wastes no time, sucking and flicking his tongue on your clit, fingers circling your opening as he teases your folds. 

“Fuck, Yoongi, you feel so good, just like that!” A hand buries itself deep into his hair, gripping to keep him where you want him and he is happy to oblige. Wrapping one arm around your thigh, he splays his fingers wide to keep you open and in place for him. The feel of his hand spreading you wider as his tongue swipes back and forth quickly has your body shaking as an orgasm rips through you. He continues to eat you through it, lips and tongue sloppily kissing you until your hands are pushing at him from overstimulation. 

As the aftershocks run its course through your body, Yoongi kisses his way back up your heated skin, his hands soothing as they follow the same path. You taste yourself once he reaches your lips again, and he pulls your body on top of his as he continues to kiss you lazily, enjoying the happiness of knowing he made you feel good.

Heartbeat no longer racing, you relax in his hold, mind still blown over the orgasm he gave you. Wanting to return the favor, you sit up to move down his body trailing little kisses on all of the spots that stand out, like scars from fights and cute moles usually hidden under his robes, until your hand finally grasps him. He hisses, sucking in air through his teeth wetly as you stroke him lightly. Taking your thumb, you spread the precum around the tip, teasing him with kisses in the divots around his pelvis. 

Yoongi’s hand strokes your hair, a gentle touch that is in juxtaposition for the lewd things you want to do to him, but it warms your heart anyways, fluttering butterflies filling your tummy at the cute gesture. Opening your mouth, you take him into it fully, enjoying the low groan as his hips buck up in response. You slide your lips back, tongue providing extra friction as you begin to bob up and down along his shaft. You balance yourself on his thighs, eyes focused on his reactions to the things that you do to see what he likes and doesn’t like. 

The intake of breath every time your tongue runs along the frenulum, the way his stomach sinks in when your lips tighten around him, the hip thrusts whenever you deep throat him, nose to his pelvis as you swallow around him…Min Yoongi is falling apart because of you and you’ve never felt so powerful. 

You take him fully again, holding yourself firmly to his pelvis as you swallow repeatedly and his hands grip your face, holding you there as he lets out little moans of pleasure when you take one hand to fondle his balls, spit leaking around them making it easy to massage him. 

“Not yet baby, I want to..can I feel you?” he asks, popping you off of his cock with a lewd smack of your lips. 

“I’ve never, I mean, I haven’t ever gone that far before,” you hesitate, wanting to fuck him but also nervous about it. 

“Me either, I’ve been waiting for the right moment,” he admits, and his eyes tell you what he’s not saying: he’s been waiting for you. 

His admission calms any fears you have, and you nod fervently, allowing him to manipulate your bodies into something more comfortable. Lying on your back, he hikes one of your legs up at the knee, widening your hips so he can align himself to your entrance. You watch, wide-eyed, as his hardened length breaches you, slipping in inch by inch as he braces his weight above you. You’ve never felt so full, and he peppers your lips with kisses until you tell him you’re ready for more.

Rocking his hips, your bodies move in a push and pull that allows the friction of your bodies to intensify the pleasure until you’re clutching onto his shoulders, meeting him thrust for thrust as you chase the high. Teetering on the edge, your lips seek his skin, anything that you can lick, bite, or suck as you mount closer to your peak. It’s these actions that cause Yoongi to make the sounds you needed to send you into climax, legs shaking as they wrap around him to keep him close. 

“I can…I can feel you, so tight baby, I can’t—” Yoongi releases in you, unable to hold back from the tight grip your walls have on him.

Laying on his chest, you bask in the post-sex glow of your first time, his hands playing in your hair as he talks to you about when he first realized he thought you were pretty, when he first realized he had feelings, and how oblivious he was in fourth and fifth year. 

“Honestly, I could die happy right now.”

“Hey! No dying on my watch. You promised.”

“Maybe I can convince Professor Bang to let me forfeit, I think you gave me a prize much better than the Triwizard Cup.” Yoongi can’t help but to joke during such a serious conversation to try and calm your fears. 

“What about the thousand galleon prize the winner gets?” you tease back, “was this a much better prize still?”

Yoongi strokes his chin playfully as he pretends to think about it, and you stare at him in mock upset at his hesitation. Laughing, he wraps you in a hug, pulling your naked body more level to his.

“You know, I think I need a second time to make sure…”

You playfully swat at his chest as he brings his lips to yours once more. 

“Of course you are. You will always be better than all of the prizes and the ‘eternal glory’ promised to the winner.” 

Luckily the two of you are covered by the sheets when the lock to the room clicks and the door swings open to reveal your brother with his hand over his eyes. 

“I said talk it through! Imagine the Head Girl getting caught in such a compromising position.”

“I mean, you locked us in the Come and Go room, we just wanted to follow the directions.”

You bury your face in Yoongi’s neck, hiding your awkwardness at having been caught as your brother groans and shuts the door as he leaves.

“Is my girlfriend embarrassed?” Yoongi asks playfully, his hand soothing your hair down. 

“Yes, mortified.”

“At least he approves.” He continues to joke as he pulls you up from the bed to get dressed once again.

“He better! He’s the reason you’re mine now.”

Yoongi wraps his arms around your waist from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder as you gaze into the small mirror in the corner of the room.

“Don’t give him so much credit, baby. I put in a lot of hard work tonight.”

“Yes, you did, Triwizard Champion. It was all the proof I needed.”

His eyes soften at your reference to his feelings of inferiority, and he loves you that much more for reassuring him.

“I love you, YN.”

“I know.”

“Brat.”

“Let’s go, before we get caught.” You grasp his hand and pull him along back into the seventh floor corridor. “I love you too, Yoongi.”

He walks you back to the Fat Lady, kissing you goodbye sweetly before he descends to the dungeon, in hopes of getting a couple hours of sleep before he takes on his new roles as the Triwizard Champion, boyfriend to the Gryffindor Head Girl, YN.

thank you for reading! feedback is greatly appreciated! i hope all of my magical people enjoyed this one!

© hisunshiine 2022. All rights reserved.

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𝑱𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒌𝒐𝒐𝒌'𝒔 𝑱𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒍

✿𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈: Jungkook x Reader

✿ 𝑺𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚:  The one where Jungkook, a second year student in the Auror Academy, keeps a journal to vent about his unsuccessful attempts at wooing you.

✿ 𝑻𝒂𝒈𝒔: crack, humor, romance, Harry Potter Au

𝑨/𝑵: This is a Harry Potter AU but you don’t have to read Harry Potter to understand it. If you have any questions just let me know!

°•. ✿ .•°

(<<< part one)

November 5th, 10am

There are a few things I have previously done in my life that I believe could’ve added to the cosmic debt I am now paying, such as:

-Telling Jimin that “top me” is a muggle slang for “be my friend” and watching as he asked people to top him.

-Stealing leaves from Professor Sprout’s garden to figure out which ones were smokable and therefore profitable (up until I ended up with a third nipple from some hacky hocus-pocus weed).

-Jinxing Namjoon. Twice. But I stand by that. 10/10 would do it again.

All of the above and many countless other things are finally catching up to me. Maybe I should get my shit together, do charity work or something. Maybe if I had actually helped Taehyung with his Divination homework like I said I would instead of just making up all the shitty ways to die written in the stars, karma wouldn’t manifest itself in the shape of first years kicking my fucking ass in hand to hand combat without being allowed to fight back.

“Lovely demonstration on the effects of a throat punch, Jungkook” Coach Jin said, clapping his hands.

“I think the name is self-explanatory enough” I replied, voice cracking from the aforementioned punched throat.

“You never know”.

Coach Jin hates me. I am 100% sure of that. The reasoning is unclear and I’m honestly afraid to find out.

In the interest of maintaining myself less punched, I should invest some amount of energy to get him to like me.

November 5th, 11am

No energy was required to find out why that motherfucker didn’t like me. Now his dislike is fully reciprocated. I hope he chokes on his own pretty, juicy lips.

See, what happened was that one of the first years had gotten pretty carried away by the prospect of punching my pretty face and knocked me straight out, sending my karma-striken ass to the Infirmary, ears ringing and nose bleeding.

Now, I repeat that I am not the most romantic dude on earth (but I’m trying, okay? I even started reading Twilight to pick up some Hot Tips) but when all the signs are pointing towards that one person, who are we to go against fate? How can we spit on the forces of the universe like that? On Trelawney’s weed-filled legacy?

How can I not interpret Y/N doing an internship at the Academy Infirmary as the highest, clearest sign that we are meant to be? I am a student at the academy prone to causing and suffering accidents and she is a healer! The only way this could be more perfect was if she was a 100 years old vampire and I were a very pale high school student.

But alas, every great love story has its Jacob.

November 5th, 12pm

In retrospect, I do realize that my metaphor was flawed, cause if Jin was Jacob, he would’ve been into me, Bella - also why did I put myself as Bella and not Edward? - and if Jin was indeed into me he sure had a very weird way of showing it, completely ignoring me bleeding to probable death to flirt with the nurse, who I had claimed as my wife through the very legal power of “dibs”.

“Hi, Y/N” he said, leaning on my bed, hand resting on my bruised leg, making me whimper in pain embarrassingly, but also in a very manly way.

“Hello, Professor Kim” she said, professionally, not even bothering to look at him while tittering with her supplies.

“You can just call me Jin, you know. I’m only a couple years older than you.”

“That would hardly be appropriate” she answered, swatting his arm away from my bed. I think she said something else, but I honestly couldn’t hear shit when she cradled my face between her soft (so soft!) hands and for a split, dream-like second I thought she was going to kiss me.

“You shouldn’t let your students get so carried away.” she ended up saying “Poor Mr. Jeon. Look at him!”

Damn. 

I guess I did look kind of pitiful, all sweaty, bloody and bruised. 

Probably looked like I’ve been french kissed by a bludger. 

Coach Jin shrugged “He doesn’t look any worse than usual to me.”

The disrespect?

Before I had the chance to tell him very maturely to bugger the fuck off, Y/N stepped in “Then maybe you should be my next patient so I could get your eyes checked” she snapped and maybe those punches hit me harder than I initially assumed or maybe there was just something fundamentally wrong with me (place your bets!) but I thought that was very hot of her. Specially when she then proceeded to completely ignore Coach Jin’s presence and turn to me “How are you feeling, Mr. Jeon?”

“You can call me Jungkook, you know.” I mumbled. At least there was no stutter this time, so I would count it as a successful interaction had she not proceeded to ignore what I said too. 

“I’m going to give you an ointment for that bruise and it should disappear in a couple hours. Luckily nothing seems to be broken, but I would avoid any sort of exercises or tiring activities for the day.” she said as she ushered me out of the room with a funky looking jar thrusted into my hands “And hey” she called as I was about to leave the room with a very sour looking Coach Jin “take care of yourself, Jungkook.”

WELL.

WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT.

Before I could fully express my happiness, Y/N closed the door to my face, but not even the hardwood hitting my bloody nose could wipe away my smile as I turned to my sullen coach. 

“Whatever” he grumbled “Don’t think you’re off the hook. You’re still with me tomorrow, Jeon.”

Bugger. 

I guess if worse comes to worst, at least Y/N can still look after me.

Actually, that’s not a bad idea at all…

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welcome to wizard city, young wizard. here you can explore and learn to control your magic through the schools of ravenwood

or in other words: fuck harry potter aus

the art of balance in magic is harmony, finding equality. all things deserve consideration, and there may be many answers to a single question

pairing - ta!seokjin x transfer student!reader

genre - fluff

summary - looking to further advance in your secondary school, you transfer over to krokotopia. there you meet your handsome houser, seokjin

⚖️ read here ⚖️

ice magic is all about persistence, slow but steady progression and advancement, like the great glaciers forever sliding across the landscape

pairing - class rival!yoongi x teachers pet!reader

genre - fluff

summary - tired of yoongi constantly one upping you, you finally snap, challenging him to a duel. . . in the middle of class. only in the afterwards of your mutual destruction of the classroom do you learn that maybe, just maybe, he’s not as bad as you thought

❄ read here ❄

storm magic is all about creativity. it represents that flash of insight or the spark of inspiration that makes you yell, "eureka!" it is about the pleasure of catching lightning in a bottle

pairing - wizard!hoseok x quester!reader

genre - fluff

summary - needing to refuel, you stop by the fair grounds, only you suck at all the games. thank the spiral that an attrative storm student offers to help

🌩️ read here 🌩️

life is spirit, the force of awareness and existence. it is about constant growth and movement

pairing - tutor!namjoon x neurodivergent!reader

genre - fluff

summary - namjoon likes to think he’s the embodiment of the perfect example of a theurgists: positive and enthusiastic. however when his professor asks him to help tutor one of her secondary students, only then is that pushed to the limit

🍃  read here 🍃 

death is finality, the study of the corporeal. all things pass eventually, and time cannot be held back forever

pairing - quester!jimin x new student!reader

genre - fluff

summary - since everything that’s happened as of late in wizard city, jimin could say that nothing really surprises him anymore. but when he meets you, a novice throwing yourself head first into battle with no experience whatsoever, he will be the first to admit otherwise

💀 read here 💀

myth is imagination. the power of the mind, and everything it can create, drives the myth arts. it is illusion, dreams made real. if you can conceive it, you can bring it forth, bring it to life

pairing - pet trainer!taehyung x pet owner!reader

genre - fluff

summary - after receiving a ghost egg as a reward from a quest, you go looking to help get it hatched. but instead of finding the doctor, you find his assistant

👁️ read here 👁️

fire is passion, the bright, burning flame of raw emotion sweeping over everything. tempestuous, quick to anger, and consumed by whatever drives them at that moment

pairing - new student!jungkook x wizard!reader

genre - fluff

summary - your professor assigns you to look after and help get the new kid, jungkook, settled in. you’d think it be easy, but he’s nothing like any of the other students

🔥 read here 🔥

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A Yule Ball Celebration | PJM

Pairing: Park Jimin x Reader

Genre/Rating: magical realism-ish, Harry Potter AU-ish (i say ish bc i took a lot of creative freedom with it), fluff, hurt/comfort, exes to lovers, PG17

Word count: 1.6k

Warnings: strong language, breakup, 

Summary: Park Jimin shines so bright, he often brings a bit of darkness into the lives’ of the people he cares about. There’s nothing that can’t be talked about over winter holidays and a heartfelt gift tho.

A/N: Done for @hobeemin in light of @bangtansecretsantasanta HELLO BEEZY! I’m Sugarplum! I hope you enjoy this little piece and it brings a bit of warmth to you in light of this cold winter! 

There is nearly nothing that Park Jimin’s presence wouldn’t alter around campus, the sole mention of his name would spark humongous interest in everyone’s eyes–not that you could really blame them for it. There was just something otherworldly and ethereal about the guy.  From the perfectly timed skip in his step to the way that his cloak seemed to dance around him in thin air, the way the light caught onto his platinum locks and how his head gets thrown back as a humorous laugh catches in the back of his throat. 

“Morning” the whole place opens up for him as if entranced, the melodious tone of his voice laced with the royal sentiment of the green tone in his robes, Jimin had an aura to him that made him as enticing as lethal as he was– that, you would know– being top tier in class ever since he joined Hogwarts, raised inside a pureblood family, the man was on top of his game as a Dark Arts specialist as soon as he turned 20, now, three years later, he remains as Slytherin’s favourite prefect down the line, continuing his legacy up to the college division. 

Winter at Hogwarts had always proved to be on the lonely side as most students got to go home once finals were out, some of them– mostly college peers– were seen around the dormitories up until Christmas Eve when they would leave to celebrate outside the campus. You never really were one to pass the holidays outside of campus, rather preferring to enjoy the quiet and calmness that the school was able to provide during the season, even more so after your family had moved overseas and made it just a tad bit more difficult for you to visit them and be back on time for the new semester.  

“Promise to call if you change your mind?” your friend says as you stand by the entrance with her, it had just started to snow that morning, painting the campus white, fairy lights decorating its entirety. 

You roll your eyes at your friend’s concern laced in her words– the thought of leaving you behind during this time seemed unfathomable to her “I’ll be fine, don’t worry about it”

“I’ll leave a space for you on the table!”

She’s mostly down the street, drowned out by the snow around you as you yell out a faint “Tell your mother I say hi!”

Christmas Eve remains by far the most eerily quiet day on-site– except for the ghostly party that can be heard coming from the walls– it has been years into it, enough for the kitchen to have you a special meal prepared even as the staff has left for the day, which never fails to put a smile to your face. 

The heat is blaring inside the library, opposite to the starched white floor-length mirrors that peek to the gardens outside, even in the almost pitch black sky, fire crackling as background noise as you opt to facetime your mother. 

“I was really hoping to see you this year-round, Y/N” there’s understanding in her voice even if her eyes get a bit glassy as she lets her facade slip when she lifts your little brother up to her hip. You really can’t blame the sentiment of hers as you watch the background from her side, your whole family gathered up, smiles on their faces as they get ready for dinner; out of the corner of your eye, you don’t fail to catch the empty seat that has been reserved for you at the table. Your brother starts to stir impatiently and your mother sparks a laugh, trying to keep it lighthearted for your sake  “Especially this little guy, he’s soon to be all grown up and sent off to school!” 

There’s a distinct sparkle in the kid’s eyes as he peers through the screen, grabby hands and all, babbling out barely a word that has your heart skipping a beat “Mimi! Mimi!” 

Your mind instantly begins racing as your mother opts to try and change the subject– even if the mere syllable had already brought back the memories of last Christmas, a trip home with your family and the person who you had thought would be by your side for just a little longer. It was hard enough to explain to your parents that you were dating Park Jimin in the first place back when you were in high school, almost freshly dispatched to Hogwarts – a sweethearts for life type of love story, or so was the word that got around as the two of you grew stronger up to college– it was even harder to explain how seven years after, it had all ended. The news never got around to the youngest in the family– not that he would even grasp the idea of what a breakup was supposed to be. 

You were different to Park Jimin in more ways than anyone could count, it was surprising how you couldn’t see the impending downfall right from the beginning. There was just something supreme and ulterior that had always seemed to move Jimin forward, opinionated and charismatic, always in the spotlight, a star that shone brightly on his own, while you remained as the moon that was set to orbit around him, a shared spark of his that pushed you into an unwelcomed limelight as his determination to keep moving forward increased. 

“Well, you can’t just expect me to decline!”

“You’ve had your taste of fame, Park, this would be your third year as prefect, assisting head of house, teaching assistant, student council president” “Am I missing any other title? When will you actually have time to own up to the title of being my fiancé? Huh? Or is that also getting relegated for another year?”

��We are not kids anymore Y/N, those titles actually mean something to me, to my family’s legacy”

You scruff out a harsh laugh “So us getting married like we planned is not as important? Is it got nothing to do with your ‘family legacy’? I call bullshit Jimin”

“You’re just jealous about everything I’ve been able to achieve while you still get your head wrapped up in fairytales of a better world, feeding yourself lies of getting to change the way that the world works around here, Y/N” you can almost physically feel your heart breaking at his words, the insecurities of it all suffocating you as you think back to all those times he had seemingly encouraged you towards what he considered an unattainable dream, even as his face now remains stoic as ever “For all of ours sakes I hope you fucking prove me wrong Y/N, on your own”

Your mother’s voice bring you back to the present as she keeps her eyes locked on her screen “I thought you said the campus was empty”

“It is” your mother points her finger to your back at the same time as a little mop of hair appears on the screen again screaming delightfully.

“Hey buddy! Happy holidays Mrs. Y/N!” 

“Same to you Jimin, I’ll uh- better catch up with your father Y/N! Love you!

The screen was off before you even got a chance to consider your surroundings, stuck with letting the silence seep through for whatever reason Jimin had stayed back for the holidays and on top of it decided to approach you so abruptly. Words weren’t really needed after knowing each other for so long, even after the two of you fell from grace, which is no surprise when he materialises a gift box from thin air, red ribbon perked on top of the golden wrap around it. Your hands are shaking as you take the present from him, a smile on his lips, along with a faint blush that you can’t really tell if it’s from the heated room or not. 

Your voice is small even if you expected it not to be, the memories and the feelings all rushing back “I never got around to buying you anything”

“Y/N I’m not gifting you something expecting something in return, that’s- that’s not how it works”

“Well yes but-”

“We broke up at the beginning of the year, I don’t expect you to consider me in your Christmas presents list, I just happened to see this and it made me think of you” his eyes never stop following your hand’s movements as you unwrap the present, there’s a spark in his eyes that you hadn’t seen in so long as he sees your smile as you lock your eyes with his, fingers tracing the cover of one of the rarest books he used to always call fairytales– almost impossible to recover, you aren’t even sure you want to know exactly how he did it in order to place the first magical-mundane peace treaty manifesto in your very own hands.

“Thank you”

The light in the room seems to dim, the fire crackling louder, you even become aware of how close the two of you had made yourselves sit in the heat of the moment, knees touching, his eyes shyly glancing at your lips as a million possibilities run through your head– you can’t really be surprised at the magnetic pull he still holds over you as your breath fans over his mouth, a shy and tender moment of vulnerability in between  “Why did we ever grow apart, Jimin?”

He closes his eyes as his hand comes up to cup your cheek, a million sparkles run through your body and you guess, you had always understood the mysticism behind Park Jimin “Sometimes people shine brighter when you admire them from apart and don’t let them burn you, Y/N”

#bss2022 #jimin fic #bts oneshot #bts fanfic #bts fic #jimin oneshot #jimin fanfic #bts x reader #jimin x reader #btshoneyhive #park jimin imagine #jimin imagine #bts imagine

[witchboyjimin]

20 questions for fic writers

stole this from my best friend. if you'd also like to do it, please go for it and tag me in it huhu

1. How many works do you have on Ao3?

60! which is. a lot of works but i've been posting since 2015

2. What's your total Ao3 word count?

623,307. i hope to hit 1 million words by the end of 2025 >:)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

everything is kookmin these days but once upon a time i wrote other bts pairings and before that i wrote for ikon and got7 (and before that aka before ao3: exo, bap, block b, beast, harry potter, naruto, kingdom hearts....god idk there are a lot of fandoms lol)

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

i like how desperate you seem (in the way you look at me) if i get in, i just might drown i glow pink in the night shine a light through the dark the moon keeps calling out to me, but i only ever hear your name

5. Do you respond to comments?

no, but i did promise myself to respond to comments again in 2024. starting with the ones left on my latest fic.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

uuhhh...probably i might not make it. simply because it's an mcd fic and spoilers! jk is dead throughout the fic and the fics ends like that...

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

lol i think pretty much all of my fics end with a happy ending aka the pairing ends up together, happily in love. 

8. Do you get hate on fics?

100%. lot of fandom drama involved with writing exclusively btm!jm. i've gotten anon msgs telling me to "kms", people hoping i get raped, murdered, my body never found etc etc. you name it, i've seen it. all because they hate that i write btm!jm.

i do think fandom has gotten less insane over this very recently but i am also just way less available and have a much smaller social media presence so lack of access to me has probably reduced the hate, too. plus i'm not actively part of fandom these days so people care about me less, which is great!

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

it's my favourite thing to write! i do need to get back into it though...also was not aware there are types of smut? i guess the rly nasty kind rjfkndk i like pretty much most kinks/fetishes and think it's fun to explore them.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

i have written three crossover fics! >:) two were bobby (ikon)/jimin and one was jaebum (got7)/jimin.

craziest one was probably oh boy, don't be shy since it's basically bobby finds jimin's dildo and then dp's jimin :D

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

multiple times.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

yes, i used to allow translations but it got to a point where people would ask to translate and then never come back to link their translations. plus, i've had people link me to fics that were translated without my permission. 

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

yes! two of them :)

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin kookmin

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

god, i have so many wips i want to write that it's always like...whatever sticks. my current wip tracker has 30 fic ideas on it. i rly want to write this mafia au but i have 2 supernatural aus i also want to write very badly...

there is also a collab fic i rly want to write with my friend bee, which i hope to finish, but idk if we will. i just rly love writing hurt/comfort jgfkd

16. What are your writing strengths?

i'm very good at writing emotion. it's important to me that the reader feels and understands what my characters are feeling and feels that connection to the fic. i'm also good at writing porn for this reason. i'm also very good at worldbuilding and i will put in the research and care to ensure my worldbuilding makes sense and is as accurate as possible and failing that, as believable as possible. moreover, i am just a dedicated researcher. because i write for a korean boyband, it's important to me that i do the research into korean history, customs, current social etiquette etc. it's actually a huge pet peeve of mine to see people just make stuff up or have the fic be entirely westernised/americanised but the boys are all in korea.

i think i'm also good at consistent characterization and at pacing/flow in my work. these are both rly important to me and i've worked on them a lot over the years. i think this also lends to me being pretty good at plotting a fic out so that it's not long and drawn out or that i'm not taking the time to explore certain aspects i've introduced. balance is important!

i think i'm also pretty versatile. i can write different genres pretty easily (eg. i love writing action sequences and am good at making sure the pacing is rly fast and then slowing down when something romantic or suspenseful happens) and am good at like setting a certain vibe/tone for a fic.

finally, i am dedicated to improving. i don't think fanfic writers necessarily owe this to readers (fic writing being a hobby) but writing is really important to me and so it's important to me that i improve and challenge myself.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

i need to read more! i need to expand my vocabulary and learn how to better write metaphors. my imagery could use work, my dialogue definitely needs work. i want to write my characters with a more unique voice versus everyone kind of sounding the same. i want to make sure each character has their own "quirks" the way real people do.

i need to learn to write better description, too, as i think setting can do a lot for setting the mood/tone for a fic. a lot of my short-comings just come down to me reading too little so i need to read more and i need to dissect my favourite fics and books and pinpoint what i found compelling about them.

i also need to challenge myself to write more plot-heavy fics and to be unafraid to write characters who are unlikable or appear irredeemable. i want to write fic that has one main plot but a million little subplots and i want all of these things to come together coherently. i want my work to explore themes that are important to me!

i don't care so much about grammar but probably, i need to get better at that too haha

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

since i write fic for bangtan who are korean, i don't think it's ever necessary to write dialogue in another language. it comes across as cringey (derogatory) and borders on racist imo

19. First fandom you wrote for?

uh, beyblade? lolololol

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

i think it's my favourite rn because i just finished writing it lol but sorry about the blood in your mouth (i wish it were mine)

i am also very fond of i thought he remembered me; he took me back so tenderly because i love writing space aus! sci-fi is one of my fav genres!

#writing memes #this is just for me lol

[yakuly]

Poção do Ódio | K.NJ¹

NamjoonCorvinal! × Leitora Lufana

Palavras: 1.316

Sinopse: Desde o primeiro dia em que pisou no castelo de Hogwarts, Kim Namjoon ficou conhecido por sua inteligência, sagacidade e paixão por devorar livros e mais livros, mas Namjoon não tinha nenhuma habilidade com garotas. Especialmente quando essa garota, é uma lufana leal à suas amigas.

Avisos: um duelo ali,e só.

N/A: Eu deveria escrever uma dinâmica diferente de enemies to lovers? Sim. Eu consigo? Aparentemente não. Mas vamos fingir que esse é estrangers enemies to lovers, e tentar escrever uma dinâmica diferente.

K. NJ¹ | K.NJ² | K.NJ³

🔮🔮🔮🔮🔮🔮🔮🔮🔮🔮🔮🔮🔮🔮🔮🔮🔮🔮🔮🔮

Assim que pisou em hogwarts, Kim Namjoon soube que sua vida de trouxa estava ficando para trás. Todos os dias em que alguém o tinha xingado, olhado torto, e o julgado como estranho não o incomodariam mais. Pois até onde ele sabia, todos ali eram um pouco como ele.

Conforme os recém-chegados conheciam o castelo, Namjoon fazia anotações mentais sobretudo o que aprendeu sobre a escola: os fantasmas, os professores, os quadros, e as casas. O lugar é famoso por dividir seus alunos em quatro caras distintas, baseando-se em personalidade. Não que a ideia o agradasse, mas o que poderia fazer?

"Essa é a coisa mais idiota que já vi..." um rapaz resmungou com escárnio ao seu lado. Namjoon concorda com acabeço, e o menino com olhos de gato continuou: "Que tipo de idiota sádico separa crianças e faz elas competirem entre si?"

Namjoon descobriu depois que o nome do garoto era Min Yoongi, e o Chapéu Seletor o mandou para a sonserina, sem muito rodeios. Poético, Namjoon pensou.

"Hum... eu te vejo rapaz..." Disse o Chapéu quando a professora Mcgonagall colocou sob a cabeça de Nam, após o chamar para a grande cadeira. " Você possui uma grande mente curiosa, mas ainda muito ordinária... É preciso sair da sua zona de conforto, jovem. Para onde você vai, você conhecerá o extraordinário... Corvinal!"

Kim Namjoon não pode dizer que o Chapéu estava errado. A torre onde residem era bonita, a cor azul e pássaros podiam ser vistos, mas rapidamente os espaços foram preenchidos por adornos de outros corvinais. Namjoon acabou dividindo o quarto com Taehyung, e logo os dois se tornaram grandes amigos.

Um grupo logo se formou: Kim Namjoon e Kim Taehyung (Corvinal), Kim Seokjin e Jeon Jungkook (Grifinória), Park Jimin e Min Yoongi (Sonserina) e Jung Hoseok ( Lufa-lufa). E conforme os anos foram passando, seus nomes foram ficando cada vez mais conhecidos pelo castelo. De algum modo Nanijoon se tornaram "famosos" entre os alunos de hogwarts, cada umse destacando ao seu modo, e de acordo com um dos comentários de Jimin, as garotas de todas as casas estavam caidinhas por eles.

Mas Nam nunca dera atenção para tal fato. Até uma aula específica da professora Trelawney, onde eles deveriam aprender a ler o futuro em folhas de chá. Ele nunca gostou das aulas da professora, sempre pensando em si como um homem dos pensamentos críticos, o completo oposto das aulas de "Adivinhação" do escocesa. Porém para seu descontentamento a professora gosta muito dele, e por isso vive em sua cola. A mulher ruiva observava atentamente a xícara de chá que Kim acabara de tomar.

"Eu vejo..." sua voz era baixa, como se estivesse vendo algo horrendo no futuro do aluno. "Uma garota... n-não, são. duas! Duas garotas!" Namjoon observou o espanto nos olhos da professora, aumentados por suas grossas lentes de óculos. "Mas você deve ter cuidado..."

Quando comentou sobre com Taehyung na mesa do almoço, o rapaz apenas deu de ombros, observando que dados os acontecimentos de hogwarts, qualquer coisa pode acontecer. E Namjoon aceitou suas palavras, uma vez que seu amigo não estava completamente errado.

Foi durante uma das aulas de feitiço com o professor Flitwick, que Kim Namjoon a notou. Ela estava junto aos outros alunos da lufa-lufa, ao lado de seu amigo Jung Hoseok, e para sua surpresa, a garota já olhava, com as sobrancelhas franzidas e o rosto contorcido em uma careta nada feliz, mas quando alguém ao seu lado percebe, a cutuca, e ela se vê obrigada a desviar o olhar. Mas Nanjoon continuou a observar; Seus olhos pareciam mudar de cor conforme a luz do Sol os tocava, e sua pele parecia tão viçosa, que ele começava a se perguntar se ela era dali, ou se era de fora, como Lisette Moreau da frança.

"Tudo bem crianças," o pequeno corpo do professor surgiu à visão de Kim, que finalmente começou a se perguntar o motivo de estarem fora de suas salas, e ter uma enorme mesa no meio da sala. "Hoje nós teremos uma aula diferente... Nosso querido diretor, Dumbledore e o professor charmoso Gilderoy, me pediram para dar asegunda aula de duelos."

Após passarem pelo básico dos duelos, como "Como se comportar ", "Como segurar a varinha", que na verdade consistia apenas em Hermione respondendo tudo a toda hora. Finalmente Flitwick solicitou pelo menos uma pessoa que quisesse duelar. Namjoon observou ma lufana que observava, levantar as mãos ansiosamente.

Assim que a garota subiu a mesa, tirou sua capa e parecia àvida para começar. Conforme ela arregaçava as mangas da camisa, Namjoon observava boquiaberto. Ele nunca tinha visto um ato tão...mundano, parecer ser tão atraente.

"Senhor Namjoon, por que não duela, uma vez que o Senhor parece bem investido no duelo ?!" Professor Flitlick chama a atenção de todos para o corvinal. Kim apenas confirma envergonhado, subindo à mesa, e repetindo os mesmos gestos da garota.

"Muito bem, Senhorita S/S, você focará em feitiços de ataque, e senhor Namjoon, você focará em feitiços de defesa, certo ?!"

Os dois alunos concordam, e se posicionam do modo correto. Eassim que o professor dá as ordens para que o duelo se inicie, a lufana inicia de prontidão, lançando um forte "bombarda " sob seus pés, o assustando. Kim demora para se reerguer, e é atingido em seguida por um "Diffindo" entre seus pés, criando uma enorme rachadura na mesa.

Completamente perdido, Namjoon tenta pensar em algum feitiço de defesa, mas tudo o que consegue, é perceber que sua parceira de duelo parecia incrivelmente prova com ele. A garota para de lançar feitiços esperando Kim Namjoon reagir. O moreno olha em volta e percebe todos o olhando com expectativa, e seu professor parecia encantado com a garota.

"Fumus!" Namjoon lança, e em seguindos uma cortina de fumaça surge pela sala. O rapaz que acreditou ter sido uma boa ideia, cegar a sua oponente, mas o moreno não pensou que no processo, ele também perderia sua visão.

O corvinal sente suas pernas se colarem, e percebe que foi atingido pelo feitiço "Locomotor Mortis". Os dois esperam pela fumaça se dissipar em silêncio, e Namjoon aguarda com o feitiço de defesa na ponta da língua.

Kim nunca se sentiu tão pressionado em toda a sua vida, e ele estava apenas em uma aula. Se concentrando para proferir as palavras certas, ele escutauma risadinha zombateira. A lufana então surge vociferando três feitiços seguidos:

"Confundo!"

" Expelliarmus!"

"Everte Statium!"

Kim Namjoon então se perdeu em pensamentos, esquecendo das palavras que profeceria, sua varinha ser arrancada de suas mãos à força, e então seu corpo ser jogado no ar, e rodar por conta própria. Ele sentiu tudo dentro de si se contorcer, e tudo o que ele começou a desejar que seu corpo atingisse o chão logo, para que sua tortura acabasse logo.

Porém seu corpo não o atingiu como esperava. Quando tudo e todos paravam de girar, o moreno abre seus olhos mesmo com medo de vomitar todo seu almoço, e se espanta ao ver sua oponente abaixando lentamente sua varinha, e ele pode finalmente relaxar.

"Muito bem... isso foi..." Professor Flitwick surgiu os observando, mas o corvino, e a lufana se encaravam intensamente. Ele tentando entender o motivo da sua clara e mortífera raiva, enquanto ela tentava controlar sua respiração e sentimentos. "Acho que podemos dizer que a Senhorita S/S ganhou, certo? 50 pontos para a Lufa-lufa!"

O salão que estava em silêncio irrompeu em comemorações amarelas. A "Senhorito S/s" desapareceu, enquanto Namjoon ainda tentava não vomitar, mas logo Hoseok estava ao seu lado, o ajudando a se levantar com calma, para o levar à enfermaria

"O quê você fez para S /n te odiar tanto assim?" O menino perguntou fazendo uma careta, sem receber uma resposta clara, mas ele conhecia o amigo, e entendeu que ele mesmo não fazia ideia. "Olha se eu fosse vocês descobria logo..."

#Yakully #bts #bts au #bts stories #bts reaction #bts imagines #bts headcanons #bts x harry potter #bts x reader #bts x you #bts harry potter au #harry potter fanfiction #Jin #Namjoon #Yoongi #Hoseok #Taehyung #Jimin #JK #Kim Namjoon x corvinal #reader x lufa-lufa #corvinal #lufa-lufa

[i-am-baechu]

Title: Eyes On Me

Genre: Slytherin! Yoongi, Ravenclaw! reader, smart and kind! reader, bad boy! Yoongi, pureblood! Yoongi, muggle born! reader, tutor au, fluff, and angst

Summary: Professor Longbottom asked L/N Y/N to help Min Yoongi out with Herbology. She’s excited to help another person out but Yoongi on the other hand doesn’t want people knowing she’s hanging out with him. Instead he tells her to study within the room of requirement but Y/N assumes it’s because he wants peace and no distractions to study. As time passes, Yoongi sees her more as his tutor and starts to develop a crush on the strange girl but what happens when his Slytherin friends see him with her?

[ The distance I feel from you is too far, I can't let go of a little trace I got from you ]

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His deep voice hit her ears making her face turn a light red shade. Professor Longbottom smiled at this and looked at Y/N with a soft look, “Is that okay for you, Ms. L/N? You can always decline it if you're busy with your studies.” 

She shook her head at him with a smile on her face. She glanced at Yoongi to see that he was already looking at her (with a blank expression), “I would love to help.” 

“Alright, thank you Ms. L/N. Mr. Min I expect your next test grade to be at least a 70.” 

They nodded their heads and left the classroom. She saw that he was walking faster than her and she grabbed his arm to stop him. He glanced at her and she noticed that he never had a smile on his face. She gave him a nervous smile and looked down at the ground, “I was wondering when you want to study. I usually study on the weekends to make things easier but if-”

“We can study on the weekends. I have charms to get to, can I go?” 

She let go of arm and looked down ashamed that she kept him from his class, “Yeah...I’m sorry about that. I guess I’ll see you around.” 

“Yeah.” 

She watched him go down the hall until he disappeared. She frowned to herself and looked down at her shoes, Yoongi, you're so weird. When Yoongi turned the corner, he leaned against the wall and clenched his chest as he felt his rapid heart beat on his hand. He felt his face turn red now that he's alone and he hoped no one saw it. He ran his hand through his hair as he let out a deep sigh, “Y/N...”

#bts reactions #bts scenarios #bts imagines #bts jungkook #bts namjoon #bts seokjin #bts taehyung #bts jimin #bts yoongi #bts x reader #bts hosoek #Bts #bts fanfction #bts fanfic #bts yoongi x reader #min yoongi #yoongi x reader #bts harry potter au

[onlyforpjm]

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The Weekend Massacre

WRITTEN BY jimlingss 

Words: 19.7k

Genres: 90% Angst, 10% Action?, Serial Killer!AU

Summary: Receiving an invitation to a party, Jimin finds himself in a room of serial killers and a game to see who can gain the most notoriety.

Warning: vomiting, toxic relationship, murder, gore, homeless abuse, mentions of sexual abuse, cults, mutilation etc. I don’t condone the actions of my characters.

❧onlyforpjm’s feedback: BOY OH BOY, when i tell you this was a story soooooooooo different from what i usually read but it is SO GOODD, i am so used to sappy couple happy ending stories and honestly this was a refreshing break from my usual readings 

A Kiss of Poison

WRITTEN BY jimlingss

Words: 29.2k

Genres: Angst, A Pinch of Fluff, But Still Mostly Angst

Summary: You are the princess of the kingdom, ready to marry the prince/your childhood friend, Jeon Jungkook. But when you visit the forest one last time, an unsightly witch curses you. Now you wait for your prince’s rescue—but someone else might just beat him to the punch instead.

Or alternatively….

In fairytales, the prince saves the princess from the evil witch. No one ever expects the princess and the witch to be the same person.

Warnings: gruesome and horrifying details, curses, lots of sad times, details of deformations, blood.

❧onlyforpjm’s feedback: wow, all i can say is wow because this is not your typical fairytail story and i love it, y/n being slightly evil? SIGN ME UP and if you couldnt tell i adore jimlingss writings

The Iron Ring

WRITTEN BY sailoryooons

pairing: fae prince! Jimin x human! female reader

summary: After finding a mysterious ring while cleaning out your late grandmother’s attic, you receive the unlikeliest of visitors: a fae prince who claims you have something that belongs to him. Discovering the fairytales your grandmother told you are true is the least of your problems when you’re taken to a world dangerous and unfamiliar.

words: 92,681

❧onlyforpjm’s feedback: oh my lord, i literally stayed up to finish this. its such a satisfying slow burn, and jimin in this story ommmmmggggggg i wish i could brain wash myself and re read this over and over, also the plot??!?!?!? so creative sailoryoons is so talented

emerald fire

WRITTEN BY mygnolia

summary: flames in your raging fire don’t burn out as fast as you think they do, and you don’t expect your relationship with someone like park jimin to ignite as fast as it does.

pairing: park jimin x reader (fem)

genre: enemies/rivals to lovers, mostly fluff

au: top students, hogwarts/hp/wizarding community

words: 19k

warning: cursing! explicit language! misunderstandings, low insults they don’t really mean, minor injury to side character, family emergencies

❧onlyforpjm’s feedback: my absolute favorite writing of all time. i absolutely knew nothing about the harry potter universse before reading this but NOW? baby im hooked, jimin is so sweet and so kind i wanna cryyyy. also i am most definitely a slytherin ;)

Lovely Demons (M)

WRITTEN BY kpopfanfictrash

pairing: Jimin / Reader (female)

genre:  Fantasy / Enemies to Lovers / Princes of Hell!AU / Witch!AU

words: 41,774

warnings: 18+ for sexual content. Fingering, dirty talk, oral (female), condom-less sex (with mention of other protection), breast play.

Graphic injuries occur to main characters throughout the story. There are action/fight scenes.

Summary:   As penance for a crime committed long, long ago, the Witch Council banished you to the feared Tholoss forest. Your sentence was one hundred thousand days of solitude – or death, whichever came first. Your only hope of salvation comes from the demon names routinely sent your way; creatures who escape the inner circles of Hell and pose a threat to the mortal realms. For each demon you kill, days are removed from your sentence. For years you’ve existed, biding your time, until one morning you receive a name which throws your entire world into chaos: the name of Park Jimin, High Prince of Hell himself.

❧onlyforpjm’s feedback: i lost sleep over this writing and IT WAS WORTH IT, this specific story revived my love for reading ffs and who doesn’t love an enemies to lovers??

JJK

A Piece of the Moonlight

WRITTEN BY jimlingss

 Words: 22.1k

Genre: Angst, tad of Fluff, Historical, Mulan!Au

Summary: For your loved ones, the people who are waiting at home, the people who have died - you will fight. And sometimes to fight means to sacrifice: who you really are and the person you really love.

Warnings for underlying misogynistic themes, blood, war and death.

❧onlyforpjm’s feedback: sigh all i can do is sigh,  heartbreaking, and the end

 :(((((((((( atleast we had some closure 10/10

#fic recs #bts fic rec #bts fic recs #im so picky with my stories #bts ff #jimin ff #pjm ff #park jimin ff #jungkook ff #jeon jungkook ff #jjk ff

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park jimin, gay, male + he/him ― hey look, it’s kim eun jae! he’s twenty-six years old, he’s lived in shrike heights for sixteen years, and he’s currently working at flour power bakery. i heard he’s pretty naive, but i think he’s so caring at the same time. can he make it out alive? || laura, twenty-nine, she/her.

hey everyone! i'm laura and i'm super hyped to be here! just as a small disclaimer, i have been away from the rp community for about 2 years -- i previously have been an avid writer/roleplayer since i was like... fifteen. if there's any old timers like me, i used to be super active in the glee rps that used to be around back in like 2010-ish, then did a bunch of harry potter au stuff and overall tons of different city & fantasy groups. i got burnt out for a while due to some drama that went on in the last few rps i was in and i took a break from tumblr, while maintaining my muses on a discord server with my friends.

i've been writing jae for approximately.. 5 years now? he's one of my very rare extroverted muses and i absolutely adore throwing him into new places where he can get to meet new people. he needs a lot of attention and is one of those extroverts that withers away if he isn't surrounded by other people for too long.

him working at a bakery just fits one of my many headcanons that he loves to cook and bake for people - his main way of showing affection is to either buy someone something or bake them a bunch of cookies. his parents are well off, so he doesn't really need the job, but he enjoys getting to ramble away to customers, using his charm to sell just a little bit more than just what they came for (or less if this charm is not appreciated)

help this is long okay um in short - jae is a sinnamon roll, very soft, very sweet, very pink, very gay and very closeted. he has a dog that he treats like its his baby, exists entirely in oversized sweaters and hoodies and will probably drive people mad because he's a little dumb. his parents didn't plan to have him so they never paid much attention to him ever since he was born and this now shows in his desperate need for said attention from any person who will give it to him. he grew up in seoul but moved to the us when he was 10 years old, struggled with the language but managed to adapt fairly quickly.

i don't want to give away too much because i like breadcrumbs hhhh but he has a low self esteem and needs a lot of praise. a LOT. so yeah. i have a bunch of old blogs because i've had this kid for so long, the main ones being here and here (the latter being the oldest one), if anyone wants to waste their time reading threads from years ago just because i'm lazy today fghjk. anyway i'm excited to be here aaahhh

oh also i will get his stats page up asap but i gotta run now so i'll do that later after i reply to some starters and stuff.

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greetings, future students of daeyan - the school of magic for wizards and witches. we are a semi-literate, original character & au krp. our main platform will be on mewe and the theme of the roleplay will be inspired by harry potter with some alterations made. we are currently only accepting reservations as we finish up on a few small parts that are left. our goal is to reach 20 reservations before we open up our application process as it also serves as an interest check. reservations will last 48 hours after the rp has officially release applications. thank you for your time and consideration.

reservations (10/20):

boo seungkwan - (cloud)

choi beomgyu - (blue)

choi soobin - (apple)

choi yeonjun - (dawn)

kim chaewon - (vanilla)

kim mingyu - (kuromi)

kim minjeong / winter - (berry)

kim sunwoo - (ranch)

ning yizhuo / ningning - (melody)

yu jimin / karina - (golden)

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