OK So We Know Your Fave Enemies To Lovers Fic, But Do You Have A Top 10 (or More)???? Not Mxm Though

OK so we know your fave enemies to lovers fic, but do you have a top 10 (or more)???? Not mxm though :D I live for this stuff~~~

ok i literally have a google doc open right now of all of the enemies to lovers fics/rivals (i just lumped them together tbh) i can think of that i’ve read that have left a lasting impression on me. let’s get into this shit. hope this is what you’re looking for, anon. i won’t be doing fic recs like this again, for the sake of my own sanity and time.

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— the books have eyes (M)

Genre: Smut (kind of crack) ➝ Hogwarts AU

Pairing: Jung Hoseok x Reader.

Plot: The Ordinary Wizarding Levels, more commonly known as OWLS, are fast approaching and although he probably should, Hufflepuff’s treasure, Jung Hoseok, simply cannot find the power inside of him to study. Not until, that is, his girlfriend offers to lend a hand, and she wonders if offering to help him was the most suitable idea.

Warnings: Public sex, fingering.

Notes: A reuploaded works from my old blog because so many accounts were trying to steal the story, and I just got really mad, so here it is, uploaded by the original owner. Do enjoy.

“Eyes on the books, Jung.”

Your eyes momentarily flick up to land on Jung Hoseok, sitting staring blankly at the textbooks in front of him. Of course, he hadn’t always been staring at the book, since his mind had a tendency of wandering during study sessions in almost every class and it was normal behaviour by now. But, even Hoseok knew himself, that these exams were exceptionally important to him and in order to do well, he had to start studying soon.

The OWLS (Ordinary Wizarding Levels, the most important exams of your entire life, probably) were less than three weeks away, and while you had been cramming in pointless facts about Trolls and the perfect way to perform the stupefy spell, your boyfriend Jung Hoseok had been busy occupying himself with other things, meaning that he quite literally did everything he could to avoid studying for his OWLS. Whether it be Quidditch, which was a fair point since Hufflepuff had a match against Ravenclaw this weekend, or the lame excuse of having to help Jimin with something after class- you name it, he was doing it.

“Why are you so bad at studying?” You heard Jimin ask Hoseok, who was sitting right beside the brunette haired boy. You grinned, thanking the God up there that the side effects that caused Jimin to have a full head of orange hair for a month, thanks to Kim Namjoon’s dodgy potion, had finally worn off. “You know you’ll never become an auror if you don’t do well on these exams.”

“Yeah, but that’s what my parents want me to do,” Hoseok explained, avoiding the wary glares of the Professor, who couldn’t help but dislike Hoseok and his usual, energetic ways. “I don’t really want to be an auror. I might just settle for some muggle job or something.”

“You’d want to be an auror though,” Jimin continued. “Earn some good money so you and Y/N can live in the house of your dreams, surrounded by the tiny feet of your young.”

Hoseok grimaced for a split second before smiling sweetly towards you, catching your shocked eye as you glanced over. He’d always found it cute whenever you studied; wearing a face of pure concentration and your hair always fell into your face. At times like those, he wished most to just lean over and brush it out of your face, maybe kiss your temple if he was feeling risky- but then he remembered that Jimin had threatened to hex him into oblivion if he made him a third-wheel again and so for the benefit of his best friend, he restricted himself. That doesn’t mean he couldn’t admire you from afar, though.

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I'm screaming

Why do I love the pain

Petals (ft. Hoseok)

Drabble Game Prompt 18. “I shouldn’t be in love with you.”

→ hanahaki disease!au, extreme angst → 4k words (oneshot) → what happens when the surgery doesn’t work?

A/N: WOAH ok…I realized after writing this that this deserves a story talk so please read that! I hope my first Hoseok story turned out okay :) 

The lights are piercing, shining too bright for a godless day like this. The nurses wheel you into a different ward that shares the same kind of lights, and you can see in the swinging doorway the faces of your close friends and family as they smile tearfully at your weak body atop of the gurney. 

But the sight of him makes your heart clench, waving at you and hugging your mom close as he meets your gaze from a few feet away, and the overwhelming need to throw up comes again. The bitter taste of the petals are already at the back of your throat. But you swallow it down, tears pricking your eyes as you calm down your breathing and focus on the sharp smell of alcohol that fills the surgery ward.

The nurse smiles at you from under her mask, her eyes crinkling as she stops the gurney and begins preparing her tools. “It’ll be over before you even know it. You’re very brave to be doing this procedure.” You nod, as she prepares the anesthesia and puts a mask over your mouth. 

“Alright, honey, can you count backwards from twenty please?” Other doctors and surgeons fill the room, and you can see on the second floor, that a few other doctors stand over the glass paneled room, watching.

You nod, and she smiles. 

“20, 19, 18, 17, 16,” you begin, faltering as you count, “15…14…13…”

And everything goes black, the taste of flowers still bitter at the back of your throat.

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New Neighbor

pairing: Yoongi x reader genre: Smut, fluff if you squint warning: M for my undying thirst word count: 3756

You finally work up the courage to bring your cute new neighbor home after some liquid courage, you get what you’ve been pinning for since you saw him in the mail room.

Fuck.

You weren’t sure if it was the gin and tonic in your hand or your excruciating dry spell that made him so attractive. Through your hazy vision you attempted to trace the outline of the man who stood two inches too close to you, his choice of poison intoxicating you further. His elbow, steady against the bar, supported his lithe frame as his gaze found yours through locks of blonde hair.

Blood rushed to your cheeks, turning your pink glow into a deep shade of crimson, and you pray that the bar’s dim lighting would shield you from the embarrassment. You flash your new neighbor a stupidly wide smile only to receive a smirk in return, why the fuck did liquid courage make you look like a fool instead of seductress? You’ve done nothing but solidify the fact that you haven’t gotten dicked down in a year at this welcoming party by freezing up whenever a male so much as looked your direction. Why did you agree to come to this gathering where you knew no one anyways? It was your ex-boyfriend who played the friendly neighbor with this apartment’s college inhabitants, and you didn’t bother to follow up with any of the friendships since you kicked the bastard out all those nights ago.

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ughhh its so hard to find impreg fics anywhere pls help recommend me some !! i hate that i love and have this kink jclskslalwkwl

dont worry i gotchu fam!!!!!

insemination wars by one of my faves @blueagust it’s just part one of an ongoing series and my life is ruined already…. lou always does the most amazing job of combining filthy smut with tooth aching fluff. it always makes me feel so sinful and also very very conflicted 

doctor dreamy by @jungblueongoing series with 2 parts out. this was one of the first impreg fics i came across some time ago!!! altho there’s more emphasis on the expecting parents part and the emotional aspect of their relationship, the smut is really good too and i personally can’t wait to see how everything plays out

don’t cry over spilled milk by @bxebxee MY PARTNER IN CRIME HOW COULD I NOT INCLUDE BECKY????? ok even tho there isn’t really actual impreg in this but there’s dirty talk related to it and it was just!!!!! so!!!!! hot!!!!!!! i would also recommend reading thru her drafts bc there’s so much sin in there

dogboy! tae and jk by @imaginethisbtsthese are more of hybrid breeding aus, and honestly one of the first few fics i read that had to do with breeding. one of the best hybrid aus out there imo, i just can’t get enough :”)

a fuck toy’s paradise by @kpopthispussyyyok idk how i stumbled upon this but THANK GOD I DID bc there’s so much cum and tae threatening to knock her up just gets me so good :”) 

A Serpent’s Flower [1/2]

CO-WRITTEN WITH @chinnychimchim​

Words: 16.2k Genre: Fluff, Smut, Smidgen of Angst, Hogwarts!Au, ??!Au Summary: The wizarding community has learned from its past mistakes, sure, but that doesn’t mean that house rivalries aren’t still an issue. What transpires between you and a certain Park Jimin seems to go far beyond just house enmity though - it’s downright personal, and one might even say you go out of your way to torment him. But when a love potion gone awry, it may just force you to walk in his shoes.  Warnings: Male masturbation, unprotected sex, mentions of sex toys.

“That’s twenty points docked from Hufflepuff.”

The first year student begins to sob. His tears dribble down his cheeks to soak the yellow scarf around his neck. You grimace in distaste. Weaklings, the entire house is a disgrace.

But she’s not alone, however, since her housemates - third years, by the looks of their acne blemished skin and awkward, half broken voices - start to voice their protest. “H-how is that fair?!”

“Do not question my authority.” You snap back, gathering your emerald cloak about your figure in slow, deliberate movements to remind them just who they’re talking to. From your superior height, you make sure to stare down at the youngest of them with such intense disgust that even Salazar Slytherin would be proud. “Ten more points docked. Keep talking and I’ll keep going.”

The Hufflepuff children seal their lips, the younger ones diverting their eyes to the ground and the older ones glaring at you with sharpened pupils. You whip around, letting your robes slice through the air in a sharp motion as the green shade burns into the back of their vision.

“That is so not fair…”

“She h-hates us,” the other traumatised little first year is sobbing incoherently.

“You’re not wrong there,” a second year mutters back, patting the crying boy and attempting to soothe him. A Gryffindor walking past snickers under his breath and a Ravenclaw continues to bury her head in her Muggle Studies textbook.

“It’s not us she hates…” A fifth year shudders out and he looks towards the blue sky. “It’s our Head of House….”

“Professor Park.”

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