Archedium By Reza Afshar

Potions

Summary: Magic is banned, to perform it is an act punishable by death, a law brought in by the queen. And yet, here you are, living in the same palace as her, defying that law by performing the magic she so hates. You don’t feel at risk of being found out, you are only a lowly healer, a nobody. But when the prince discovers you and can’t seem to leave you alone, you may not be as safe as you thought.

Pairing: Jimin x reader

Genre: Prince Jimin, Healer reader, royal au, fluff, angst.

Word count: 23.6k

Warnings: Mentions of blood, anxious thoughts, worry and panic, a bit of angst, mentions of human trafficking, problem parents (it gets a tad nasty), medical things, cuts.

Authors Note: This story really took on a mind of its own. I love it, but I started it thinking it would be around 10k and then it just grew and grew into the monster you see today. I hope you enjoy this royal au!

The door bangs open and you scatter your work without a second thought. The piece of paper you were reading gets tucked into the pages of a book, the small glass jar you were working on is pushed aside as if it had nothing to do with anything, trying to blend it in with the other jars just like it along the wall. You weren’t exactly inconspicuous about it. The speed at which you moved, the way you shut the book and shoved everything away, it was obvious you were doing something you shouldn’t, you just hoped it was obvious what you were doing that was so wrong.

But while you take the few seconds to scatter you work the person behind you doesn’t say anything. Normally one of the girls would have been half way through their request while barging through the door. But while the door banged open, it had also banged shut, deep breaths sounding out in the quiet room as if the person had just run a marathon to get here.

Spinning, you turn to look at the new occupant of the room, and immediately freeze.

Even from the back, you can tell it’s the crown prince. Park Jimin. Even without all the almost literal flashing signs telling you it was him; without the navy, gold embroidered clothing, without the tall, slim, well-cut figure, without the regal grace that literally flows off him, you’d be able to tell it was him.

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HELLO????

Down Here

Down Here

Hoseok x Reader

Author: Admin Mo

Word Count: Somewhere between 2k and 3k?

Genre: The fluffiest fluff I could fluff. 

Your pencil dragged across a scrap of paper as you sat bored in your Human Relations course. You already knew all of this crap. Your parents were human, for God’s sake.

All of this because you slept in on Opt-Out day.

It was the first day of class, and you could already tell this was going to be the worst experience of your life. The syllabus was…underwhelming ro say the least, and as the other students drifted into the classroom, you didn’t pay them much attention, instead focusing on the drawing of a bird in the corner of your scrap page.

“Excuse me?” Someone asked you. You looked around, tugging an earbud out of your ear. No one was there. A ghost maybe? An invisible student? In the Magus College for the Supernatural, it wouldn’t surprise you. “Down here.”

Oh. There. Standing on the floor, about six inches high, was a type of student you had yet to encounter. A Leprechaun.

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There’s people out there (Namjoon) who are so brilliant (Namjoon), so intelligent (Namjoon), they self taught a difficult foreign language (Namjoon) from watching a comedy show (Namjoon), people whose brilliance isn’t appreciated enough (Namjoon), people whose wordplay leaves me speechless (Namjoon), people whose speeches always leave me mesmerized and make me reflect on my life (Namjoon), people who have really admirable qualities (Namjoon), people who learn from their mistakes and strive to better themselves (Namjoon), people who put aside their insecurities and discomfort just to inspire many ( Namjoon), people who care about others as much or even more than they care about themselves and that’s why they make great leaders (Namjoon), people whose talent needs to appreciated more (Namjoon). Imagine not appreciating such people (Namjoon) for existing. Can’t relate.

What if I love you too much?

Summary: Jungkook. It’s only a name you learn after your son kicks his ball over the fence. Before that you only knew him as the hot new neighbour who mows his lawn topless. And though you have no intention of getting to know him anymore than that, inevitably you do. You don’t necessarily fall, it’s too slow for that, but you definitely develop feelings you don’t intend to feel. Because you know men like him, and you know that whatever you’re feeling, he’s probably not feeling the same. All the same, however hard you try, you can’t help yourself.

Pairing: Jungkook x reader

Genre: fluff; angst; smut; single mum reader

Word count: 20.6k

Warnings: Single mum, small fights, explicit sexual content, oral (f receiving), safe penetrative sex, reader thinks Jungkook is cheating/playing the field, angst, but also fluff, child gets injured (though not seriously), talks of cuts and a small amount of blood.

Authors Note: Happy Saturday! Hope you’re having a nice weekend so far :) 

“Ask him to mow your lawn.”

“What? Rosie, why would I –”

“Because look at your lawn, Y/N,” she twists to look at you with a flat face before looking back out your front window with dreamy eyes. “And then look at him.”

You look at the man in question, every glistening, no-tee-shirt-on, tattooed sleeved, square inch of him. Ok, so maybe you get her point a little. Still, you’re not about agree with her.

“I can mow,” you defend yourself instead. “And my lawns not that bad.”

“But can you mow like him?”

“Anyone can mow like him. He’s literally just going up and down the grass.”

“Y/N. Please. Just look at that body.”

“I thought you wanted me to look at his mowing.”

You catch her rolling her eyes as you twist to sit properly on your sofa, no longer wanting to objectify your new neighbour. You don’t even know his name and yet you’re already ogling at the beads of sweat that roll down the many abs he’s sporting. The feminist in you is ashamed.

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➳ ROSES

╰ life was a lot easier for seokjin before the crackhead who moved in above his flower shop accidentally kidnapped his daughter… but he had to admit; meeting you definitely made things a hell of a lot more interesting

pairing: single dad!jin x photographer!reader

genre: sm au, crack humor, fluff, angst, smut

status: completed

series: hobiverse masterlist

a/n: yoooo y’all already know wtf is going on lol we back and thiccer than ever with a new au!! bls enjoy clueless single dad Jin getting his shit turned upside down by chaotic good y/n!! x

💐 part 1 - profiles

💐 part 2 - die hard

💐 part 3 - shrek

💐 part 4 - lizard person in a child suit

💐 part 5 - the sacred law of dibs

💐 part 6 - bird watching

💐 part 7 - friendship flowers

💐 part 8 - in a totally chill friend way

💐 part 9 - hold that canoe

💐 part 10 - math

💐 part 11 - frozen

💐 part 12 - the word that shall not be named

💐 part 13 - jolly green giant

💐 part 14 - over and out

💐 part 15 - exposed

💐 part 16 - psychic powers

💐 part 17 - zoinks scoob

💐 part 18 - smirgins

💐 part 19 - this is a case for the FBI

💐 part 20 - family night

💐 part 21 - lesbians

💐 part 22 - second chance

💐 part 23 - petals (m)

💐 part 24 - peachy

💐 part 25 - crying at the cinnabon stand

💐 part 26 - lasagna

💐 part 27 - bigfoot kink

💐 part 28 - Feelings™️

💐 part 29 - mario and luigi

💐 part 30 - everybody say sausage

💐 part 31 - code red

💐 part 32 - flower daddy

💐 part 33 - i do

💐 part 34 - skittles

💐 part 35 - epilogue

:: bonus part - postlogue 4

spin-offs: breathe (jjk) || finding bigfoot (myg)

BTS mixtapes in a nutshell

RM: I’m so conflicted between by idol and rapper identities that it’s tearing me apart, but I’m slowly coming to terms with my identity as a musical artist, so I’m gonna rap in a flow so intricate and sesquipedalian that y’all cant even pretend I’m not the best in the game, also I’ve read so many nihilistic philosophy books that I wanna DIE, but not before I’ve DRUNK my WEIGHT in LIQUOR and had a RAP BATTLE with GOD

Agust D: fuck all you fake rappers, fuck your moms, fuck high school, fuck the bourgeois, fuck depression, fuck social isolation, i cant trust nobody not even myself because im possessed by an evil rapping demon consumed by its lust for greed and fame, meet me in daegu for an ass kicking you fake fucks, i’ll kick your ass, i’ll kick his ass, I’LL KICK MY OWN ASS

Hope World: 🌺 ✨ 🌸 ✨ 🌺 WELCOME TO THE PARTY ZONE🌸 ✨ 🌺 ✨ 🌸It’s A Struggle To Maintain My Public Vs Personal Personas ✨ But I’m Still ✨ Like ✨ A Super Successful Idol ✨ So Life Is Pretty Sweet For Me Right Now ✨ I Love My Bros And My Fans ✨ I’ll Give The Haters My Free Flyer Points Since They Don’t Have Any! 🌺 ;) 🌺  🌈 follow ur dreams 🌈 i luv u 💖

JK’s vlive ♡ 220607 (transl. cr. BTStranslation_, tteokminnie)