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Summary: Studying prophecies can be fun, but you’d much rather focus on the man whose gaze always seems to linger on you.

pairing: Namjoon x female reader

rating: 18+

genre: fantasy!au, HP!au, s2l; crack, fluff, mostly smut

warnings: pining; explicit sexual content: dom!namjoon, spanking, rough sex, unprotected sex, swearing, marking, sexual tension in general, fingering, oral (f. receiving), slight overstimulation, consent bcos we love that, teasing, multiple orgasms, mentions of a sir-kink; heavy flirting, some harry potter puns lol, they’re both such dorks; i think that’s it x

word count: 8.7k

a/n: … hello there and welcome to another magical collab with @hoebii​ !! happy to announce that this is the first non-maknae-line-fic i’m posting on my main blog, so please give it a lot of love; it’s hot, i promise !! :’) also, spot all the bts & hp references, we are proud of them LMAO

betas: @missgeniality​​ @joheunsaram​​ & @hobiandsprite​​​ thank you for dealing with the first crack draft i/we threw at you babies <3

DISCLAIMER: we changed the HP canon slightly due to the nsfw nature of this fic: in that sense, all characters are adults, even if the original story suggests otherwise!

⁂ part of the amortentia chronicles

MASTERLIST | WIPs

The endless, disappointing fog that Namjoon was forced to stare into on a weekly basis had become increasingly boring. Somewhere in the background, he could faintly hear the strange content of the lecture that Trelawney used to babble in divination class with no end in sight.

One would argue that a Ravenclaw teacher could actually lead him to enlightenment, show him what his future would be based on; but the only thing she fulfilled according to the curriculum was to place the prophecies in front of the students and tell them to widen their horizon or whatever.

Summary: “Does that mean that I can kiss you now?”

Becoming the roommate of Jeon Jungkook is the biggest change you’ve ever gotten thrown into - but little do you know that the addition of another man will bring even further turbulence into your (love) life.

pairing: Jungkook x reader (+ some Taehyung x reader)

rating: 18+

genre: roommate au, s2f2l; some crack, fluff, angst, smut

warnings: pining, swearing, mentions of alcohol consumption, fear of the dark; explicit sexual content: multiple smutty scenes (one’s milder and with tae), slight exhibitionism lol you’ll see, soft dom!jk, big dick!jk, fingering, oral (f. & m receiving), handjob on the side, breast play, jungkook sucks some tiddies, some masturbation, dirty talk, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), voice kink lol, some finger sucking, praising, biting, soft manhandling, soft sex and rough sex, cockwarming at the end?, some aftercare; jealous jk :( … jealous tae :(, jk calls oc a flower <3

word count: 24.7k (sorry, please do still read lmao)

a/n: hi, there !! credit to nicole who gave me this whole prompt and made the banner, too !! this trope is smth entirely new to me and i’m shaking in my boots here - so please let me know what you guys think !!

betas: @voiceswithoutlips​​​​ @missgeniality​​​​ & @hobiandsprite​​​​, thank you for your suggestions, endless help and for always letting me yell and whine in the dms :’) i love you guys to bits x

uploaded to AO3, too (for those who prefer pdfs or mobile readings!)

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MASTERLIST | WIPs

His eyes keep closing.

You know sleep is washing over him slowly, but all you can do is watch him intently - because even after numerous pleas and annoyed shakes of your head, he is still standing here, back leaning against the wall and wobbly legs carrying him god knows how.

You know that you would’ve definitely given in to the tiredness and weakness by now, understanding exactly that you become a victim to gravity anytime you drink too much. And from what you can tell, he is entirely wasted.

“Jungkook, honestly…”

Summary: One month after an assassination attempt on your life, you find yourself in the company of fewer and fewer people you can trust to carry out your orders. Changkyun, your lead messenger and most loyal employee, returns late from an operation with a fresh wound and a troubling explanation for it—but the message was delivered as instructed. You two spend the night celebrating a job well done.

Pairing: Changkyun/I.M (Monsta X) x Reader

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 13,307

Warnings: Mafia!AU, BDSM, femdom, impact play (face slapping), bondage, degradation (spitting), anal play, sex toys, oral sex, erotic asphyxiation, dirty talk, references to violence, organized crime, and a dick piercing because I’m just that kind of lady.

A/N: He is every bit of the little shit we know him to be.

Excerpt:

“You’re late.” You untie and retie the knot on your navy silk night robe and wait expectantly for his excuse.

He rolls his shoulder to stretch the muscle and peers from behind his dark, scattered fringe with an air of impatience. His glare is informal—impertinent—adorned by the single piercing along his left eyebrow. If he had been a new associate in your organization, you’d be inclined to scoop his daring eye out with a scalded spoon. The reality, however, is that he’s your most trusted employee, a messenger with a penchant for pyrotechnics.

“I didn’t recognize the bald guy at the door,” he comments with a gruff scratch in his throat. “I almost dropped him.”

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