(slytherin) doyoung x (ravenclaw) fem reader
others: (gryffindor) haechan | renjun mentioned like once
genre: one-shot | smut | angst | fluff | romance | enemies to lovers | slight dark academia vibes | fantasy au | inspired by hogwarts but only for the names and separation in houses. this is a university setting with different magic (different spells, no wands etc., slytherins have some cool ass rooms and very questionable powers)
warnings: oral f and m, penetration, unprotected, marking m receiving, body possessiveness in a magical way (? i made this up lol I hope its not that weird. like the plot point is a little cringy but I found it hilarious as I wrote it so I hope you don’t get mad at me when you discover what’s it about lol); a lot of bickering and insults; swearing
words: 9.5k (lol)
requested by anon that wanted academic fights turn into mad sex aha I got inspired by that to make a longer fic with more depth to it (if it’s alright) hope you like it! this is one of my favourite pieces I’ve written so far!!!! 👀👅👀
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As the rays of the sun hit the announcement board, your eyes darted on the pages filled with small characters.
A little crowd of people started to chatter behind you, trying to see the ranking sheet as well, but no one dared to come close enough to push into you - the Ravenclaw Prefect.
“Renjun? Whose dick did you suck to get 6th?” a voice giggled before a loud smack transformed the airy laugh in a dramatic “ouch”. “Lee Haechan, I swear I’ll-” but you didn’t get to hear the rest as your vision got suddenly blurry with rage and your ears started to whistle when your shoulder got bumped forcing you to make a few ungraceful steps to the side.
“What’s that face for, YLN?”
You tightened your fists.
You could have recognized that annoying voice in a thousand others: Kim Doyoung, the Slytherin Prefect and the person you hated most in the whole universe.
“Ah, right,” he hit his fist on one palm turning his head with fakely widened eyes. “You’re second place. Again.”
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pairings: eric sohn x female reader genre: baseball player!eric, college au, strangers to lovers, summary: in which you are assigned to interview the unapproachable baseball team ace eric sohn, and things end up going sideways word count: 6.1k (did i get carried way with the concept? yes i did) requested: nope i literally have other requests from months ago that i should get to but i’ve been having writers block and i couldn’t write any of them without it sounding awful sooooo here we are!!! enjoy lol note: all of the boyz are the same age for the sake of the story. also, the start of the plot is based on rowoon’s episode of sf9’s drama click your heart. 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝
“So, you want to join newspaper,” the newspaper editor, Choi Chanhee, said as he crossed his arms and surveyed you. It was the start of the second semester, and you soon realised that you had very few clubs and activities under your belt. “What makes you think I’ll let you join in the middle of the year?” Chanhee inquired, raising an eyebrow in question. His full cheeks and baby pink hair usually made him seem approachable and soft, but his hard expression cancelled out any comfort his other features might have brought you.
You blinked at him. “We’ve been best friends since freshman year?” you deadpanned, irritated that Chanhee was making such a big deal out of it. From the corner of the room, you noticed Changmin suppress a giggle by clearing his throat and pretending to cough into the bend of his elbow. “Come on, Chanhee. You’re a reporter short since Bomin quit, right?” you recalled what he had been moaning about for nearly three months. “I can fill in for him! I’ll be great.”
Despite being your best friend and normally having quite a warm personality, Chanhee was skeptical. “Alright,” he decided, drawing the word out and unfolding his arms. Chanhee sauntered over to where Changmin was standing and – after giving him a sharp elbow to the ribs – grabbed his clipboard, pretending to look for something to assign you. You could tell by the ways his eyes didn’t even skim the words that he already had something in mind for you. “If you’re so desperate to join the paper, then you can do the interview on Eric Sohn,” he stated, giving you a challenging look.
So much for him “going easy on you”, as he had said moments before the two of you entered the media room together.
Dramatically, a few gasps sounded through the media room and you sighed. “Who’s Eric Sohn?” you almost regretted asking, since everyone seemed mortified that you didn’t know him.
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if you can stomach it i would recommend watching the body cam footage of the sonya massey killing, i'll try to describe it but it's hardly possible. you can't truly understand the type of extreme, completely volatile aggression that happens with cops if you haven't seen it, and it's captured here very harrowingly.
several officers are in her house, calmly talking with her about her id and vehicle papers for some time. it's routine administrative stuff, no acute danger or stress whatsoever. one of them tells her to take her pot off the stove, remarking that they don't need a fire in the house now, she walks over into the kitchen and complies. he suddenly backs off towards the front door despite already being several feet away. she asks him where he's going, he says "away from your hot, steaming water." she repeats "my hot, steamin' water?" in an amused tone. then adds "i rebuke you in the name of jesus," in a similar joking tone while pouring the water down the sink. the atmosphere is completely calm, you might even say amiable.
she's at this point still separated from the cops by her kitchen aisle and several feet of additional distance. the cop prompts her to repeat what she said, she repeats her joke about rebuking him in the name of jesus [with the scary water she just poured out]. she doesn't even realise there's been a complete 180 in his head. he goes "you better fucking not, i will shoot you in your fucking face," she's stunned by the sudden abusive language for half a second, immediately he draws his gun directly at her head, she gets out a panicked "sorry!" and ducks behind the aisle, he rounds the corner into the kitchen specifically to advance right next to her, immediately fires 3 shots at her head from above at minimal distance. she's dead where she stood, or cowered rather, by the sink in her nightgown.
after a few seconds you hear the click of him turning on his body cam, saying "she came at me with a pot of boiling water." for the recording. he also nonchalantly tells his partner there's no need to get a med kit because it was a headshot. it's one of the most clear cut cases ever and it's fully recorded only because his partner did already have the body cam on throughout.
Sykkuno: I need you to swear-
Corpse: Fuck.
Sykkuno: ...I meant promise.
you don’t understand,, im OBSESSED ... ive replayed this part an unhealthy amount of times 😔
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You’re confused.
You’re utterly confused right now, because the biggest bad boy in school is standing in front of you, asking to join the fake club you made when you were seven, and he looks like he’s serious.
“You want to join cool club?”
the weird bad boy doyoung au no one wanted but i wrote anyways. enjoy ^^
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kɑ꯭omojis ; ♡
𝆴 𝅄ֹ (・θ・) 𝅼 ֺ ⬞
⠀ ⭒𓈒 ֹ ૮₍ ⸝⸝´ ꒳ `⸝⸝ ₎ა ♡ ᜔𝆯
⠀ ❀ ֶָ֢ ૮₍๑•ˑก₎ა 𝆴݂ ⬞
⠀ 𝆹 ゚݂◦꒰ᐢ˵•ᴗกᐢ꒱ ⑅ ݂ ↺𝆬
♡ ᜔ֺ ૮₍ ˶ ◕ ꒳ ◕ ˶ ₎ ა﹗ 𝅼 ׂ
﹡˳໋ ૮₍ • ᴥ • ₎ა 𓈒﹢
˳ ֹ 𝅄 ૮₍。´ᴖ ˔ ᴖ`。₎ა ◌ ݂ ʾʾ
݊ 𓈒 ֹ (。>◠<。) ꜝꜝ ฺ⭒
⊹ ִ ᣞ ᕱ ⑅ ᕱ ֺ ֢֢ ‹
⬫ 𝅄ֹ ʾʾ ૮₍ ˶• ˔ ต ₎ა ۟ ݂ 𖥦
𐇵 𝅼 ︎ ۟ ( ´ •̥ ̮ •̥ ` ) ᣞฺ﹢
⬫ ִ ﹡₍ᐢ 。 ๑ • 𖥦 ⩀ ₎ 𝅈ֺ 𝅎
๑ 𝆹ֹ ꒰ ᐢ⸝⸝•༝•⸝⸝ᐢ ꒱ ֺ 𝅃
⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝅄ׄ ૮₍´。ᵔ ꈊ ᵔ。`₎ა 𝅄ׄ
⬫ ׅ ֹ ૮₍ ˶• ˔ ก ⑅ ₎ა ׄ 𖥦
⭒ ۪ ﹗૮₍。´ᴖ ˔ ᴖ`。₎ა 𝆯 ֢֢
𓈒 ̇ ૮₍ ˶´ ꒳ `˶ ₎ა ׄ𓈒
𖦹 ֹ ֪ ૮₍。´ᴖ ˔ ᴖ`。₎ა ֶָ۪֪ ۟ ⬫
𝆴 𝅼 ⬫ ૮₍⑅˶•▿•˶⑅₎ა ◍ 𝆬˳ ໑
^_^ >_< (-ι- ) (๑˘ ᵕ˘๑) ₍ᵔ˳︬ᵔ₎︬ ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ
ᕱ⑅ᕱ (๑ơ ₃ ơ) (๑•ᴗ•๑) (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈) (੭ˊᵕˋ)੭ ꈍ꒳ꈍ
°ꈊ° (ꐦ •᷄ࡇ•᷅ ) (´。•᎑•`) (。 >ㅅ<。) (¯∇¯٥) ʕᵔᵜᵔʔ
ˁ•ﻌ•ˀ⸧ ₍ᐢ..ᐢ₎ ( ˃ ⌑ ˂ഃ ) (⃔っ •̤ ༝ •̤ c)⃕ ₍ᐢ⸝⸝› ‹⸝⸝ᐢ₎ ૮₍ ˃̵͈᷄ . ˂̵͈᷅ ₎ა ૮₍ ˃ ⌑ ˂ഃ ₎ა
₍՞◌′ᵕ‵◌₎ ₍ᐢ •̤ ༝ •̤ ᐢ₎ (◍•ᴗ•◍) ପ(꒪ˊ꒳ˋ꒪)ଓ ⁽⁽ଘ( ˊᵕˋ )ଓ⁾⁾
(。>﹏<。) (*´ω`*) (•ө•)♡ (๑•̀ㅁ•́๑)✧ ʕ•̀ω•́ʔ✧ (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧
ପ₍ᐢ◌•ㅅ•◌ᐢ₎ଓ ʚ₍ᐢ ›̥̥̥ ༝ ‹̥̥̥ ᐢ₎ɞ ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝•༝•⸝⸝ᐢ꒱⸒⸒
₍ᐢ. ̫ .ᐢ₎ ₍ᐢ⸝⸝› ̫ ‹⸝⸝ᐢ₎ ₍ᐢ⑅•ᴗ•⑅ᐢ₎ (♡>///<) ₍ᐢ •༝• ᐢ₎
( ੭ ˙꒳˙ )੭ ⚈้̤͡ ˌ̫ ⚈้̤͡ ꒰ᐢ. ̫ .ᐢ꒱ (ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈) (ɔ '́ '̯̀)ɔ ( ˃̶̤́ ꒳ ˂̶̤̀ )
୧(﹒︠ᴗ﹒︡)୨ (⸝⸝⸝ᵒ̴̶̷̥́ ⌑ ᵒ̴̶̷̣̥̀⸝⸝⸝) (⃔ *`꒳´ * )⃕↝ ⁽⁽ଘ( ˊᵕˋ )ଓ⁾⁾ (◍•ᴗ•◍)ゝ
ˉ﹃ˉ ヽ(•̀ω•́ )ゝ (。•ω•。)ノ♡ (✿ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈) ( ´. .̫ .` ) (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ)⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀
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ପ(꒪ˊ꒳ˋ꒪)ଓ ଘ(੭ˊ꒳ ˋ)੭ [▓▓]_˙꒳˙)_ (。•ﻌ•。) („• ֊ •„)੭
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