[i’m sry this is so so so late my procrastination skills have awoken from the treacherous deep,,,anyway i hope you had a great day and thanks for being such a great mutual and friend]
lowercase intended ; college!au
you think you’re imagining it at first.
it rouses you - that steady, hollow sound of something knocking on wood. your light dream shifts, scenery changing to fit the sudden noise sinking into your subconscious. after another minute, however, it doesn’t go away, and you are forced to fully retreat from the bliss of your nap.
you mumble incoherently, squinting open your eyes to glare at blurry shapes. the surrounding blankets entice you to slump in further, to surrender to the engulfing warmth. your eyes slowly slip close.
the knocking gets louder.
you groan.
“yeah ’m coming,” you mutter, irritation dully spiking. “who in their right mind…?”
it takes you a second to untangle your feet from the sheets, too groggy to fully process anything.
(did you have anyone who was supposed to come over today?) you always become more nocturnal at this time of year, as if your body is in sync with the earth’s seasons.
it’s only one in the afternoon and yet it might as well have been night, the clouds thick and dark outside, freezing atmosphere further enhancing the ambiance. (what day even was it today?) a vague second-thought makes you glance at your reflection in the blank of your television screen to affirm you aren’t naked. (who were you?) yawning, you stumble your way to the front door.
“there you are!”
you blink.
the boy standing outside fidgets, tugs his bag closer to him.
you blink once more.
he twitters out a nervous laugh. “i was starting to think you weren’t home. that would have sucked, yeah?”
your lips tug downwards. jimin. cogs whir lazily in your brain. why was he here? did you-
you choke.
jimin.
jimin is at your door.
and you are dressed in your pajamas.
in fact, you can’t even call them proper pajamas, what with the oversized, ratty shirt hanging to your thighs, just nearly covering the faded wonder woman shorts you’ve owned since the eighth grade. suddenly you are very, very awake.
melomaniac is a punk! jk au and it’s more smutty than a kind of lovers thing, but guilty pleasure with tae would be right up your alley!! it’s very fluffy and has smut in there too
a classic hp! au with tae, its fluffy and the plot is centered around the smut part. its not per say, “enemies to lovers” but the oc plays hard to get so there is a kinda similar dynamic there
one of my mfingg FAVORITE FICS this is a classic enemies to lovers dynamic and it’s also a sports! au and who doesn’t love that?? its also 24k words so there is so much to ingest and just take in about this!!! READ THIS!!!!
if you REALLY want to delve into this au, you should 10000% read this series erin is just one of the best authors in the game and i would lay my life down for this work!!!!!!!!! just facts!!!!!!
i probably missed out on a bunch but these are the ones that come to mind first :-)
;warnings — a lot of hardcore street-drug use | slow-burn, kinda | very subtle sugar daddy vibes | drug deals | alcohol use | theft | vaping | drunk sex | consensual exhibitionism | seokjin being a bitch | not really for the faint of heart
;summary — you’re a self-destructive fashion model living off of odd jobs. seokjin’s been at the top of the modeling game for years and he’s got a lifestyle you’re craving. but it’s easy to forget everything comes with a price.
;word count — 16k
;a/n
— it’s! finally! done! my first real series is here and i’m super excited about this because it’s something i’ve never done before. fhdnsfd thank you for being patient with me! enjoy!
The first time Yoongi shows up at her apartment, she’s just finished cleaning up her after-dinner mess and opened her laptop for a movie, wanting a quiet night in.
“I hope this is okay,” he says after she opens the door to him slumped against the frame, purpled exhaustion painted into his lacrimal groove and a reddened darkness in the outer corner, as if one of his makeup artists had applied a rusty shadow to elongate his eyes and create depth.
“You said to come over if I needed,” he adds.
She nods. “Of course, come on in.”
He shuffles in, toeing off his shoes in the cramped entryway space, then follows her into the small Gangnam studio apartment. He looks around at her minimal decor, enough to show glimpses of her personality, but little enough to keep her space from feeling overcrowded and busy, the pale peachy wall color cocooning him in warmth.
summary: it doesn’t matter if you and park jimin hate each other’s guts, because you will always get cast opposite each other for the school’s drama productions, and you will always have to kiss. {enemies to lovers!au, high school!au, actor!au} pairing: jimin x female reader word count: 8k genre: fluff warnings: none! a/n: god was this an impulse write. i actually got the inspiration for this because i hang out with all of the drama kids in school. the play that they’re performing is the importance of being earnest by oscar wilde, and the piece used for the reader’s audition is from all’s well that end’s well by willy shakes.
Park Jimin and you have a… rich history, most might say. One that extends far past the most recent years of your life, down to the beginning of your schooling when the two of you were competing for the role of Peter Pan in your kindergarten play. Both of you were adamant about playing the role, but it sort of goes without saying that the part went to him because ugh, the patriarchy.
Ever since then, things have always been a little tense between the two of you.
;warnings
— heavy drinking | cursing | oral sex | jimin being sleazy | hoseok being an asshole | lots of pool references | just adult things
;summary
— jimin’s the bartender, you’re the billiard hotshot who frequents his bar and challenges him to a clean game of 9-ball after hours. “see if you can make this shot with my hand down your pants” au
❝You’d always wondered what it would have been like if you and Hoseok had grown up liking each other, if you had had a childhood friend for a neighbor instead of a sworn enemy. While you would literally rather gauge your eyes out with a spoon than be forced to have a conversation with your shit for brains neighbor, a class trip to the museum and one wonky statue places the two of you under a body swap curse with no set way to reverse it.❞
Description: Your CEO caught your attention the first day you started your new job and it seems the attraction is mutual. Too bad he’s only interested in a relationship that benefits him.
Pairing: Yoongi x Reader x Jungkook
Genre: Smut and Angst
Word Count: 26,490 (whoopsy doodle)
Warning: Dom!Yoongi, abusive elements, breath play, punishment, a lot of demeaning names, high levels of assholery
