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“By Merlin, Malfoy. Your Cologne is stinking up the entire classroom. How about you calm down your peacock antics and take some pity on our poor noses?” Harry announced as he entered the Potion’s classroom.
(or: Harry accidentally confesses his love for Malfoy in Potion's class & then refuses to admit it)
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- Part 1 of Amortentia, Amortentia!
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jimin's always thought jeongguk was just a little too out of his league. afterall, who was jimin in comparison to the football team's star player?
translated to russian here.
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The man in the suit stepped forward. He bowed deeply, holding his position as he spoke. “Jeon Jungkook,” the agent introduced himself. “It’s an honor to serve you.”
Jimin narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing the tall man once he stood back up to his full height. “Jeon Jungkook?”
“Yes, sir.”
Jimin cringed. “Sir?” he echoed in horror. “Don’t call me sir. That’s what everyone calls my dad.”
The man nodded. “Yes, sir.”
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Jimin's surprised when the death threats he's been receiving while attending university warrant additional security. But, he supposes, it only makes sense, considering his father is the president.
You know, of the country.
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Russian Translation: https://ficbook.net/readfic/7544444
Portuguese Translation: https://t.co/2aOgTqDreMSeries
- Part 1 of The President's Son
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a sugar coated pill and a pick me up by whomstisthis
Fandoms: 방탄소년단 | Bangtan Boys | BTS
31 Jul 2017
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As Namjoon stood slightly removed from the scene, bemusedly watching the six-year-olds swarm around his cooler (which he had borrowed from his mom), he didn’t even notice that someone had sidled up next to him until he heard the tiny, but undoubtedly exasperated, huff.
He followed the sound, turning his head to the right. A guy was standing there, arms crossed, lips pursed. He let out another huff, louder this time, but only slightly.
Namjoon refused to acknowledge him. What the fuck was this guy’s deal? Was he really that bitter that his six-year-old just lost a soccer game for six-year-olds?
One more huff from the guy.
He was beginning to think this guy’s lips were just perpetually pursed and would simply never, ever unpurse themselves, when he, the guy, finally unpursed his lips to speak.
“I just think it’s pretty irresponsible to bring Gatorade to a soccer game for first graders,” he said, huffily, “No offense.”
(or: namjin are soccer dads who fall in luv)
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- Part 1 of no sleep till brooklyn
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For a second, the dragon looks as though it's going to bump its head against Jimin’s palm, giving him the chance to graze his fingers over its glinting scales.
But then the second is over, and the dragon snorts instead, warm smoke coming out of its nostrils and blowing Jimin’s hair back. Then it turns around and goes back into its cave, leaving Jimin standing there and feeling like an idiot.
Taehyung appears by his shoulder seconds later, whistling lowly. “Well, that didn’t work. No worries though, Jimin! I’m going to find another way to get my necklace back. Sorry for dragging you all the way out here.”
Jimin says, “It laughed at me.”
Taehyung blinks. “What?”
“Taehyung, that dragon bastard laughed at me.”
[or: taehyung asks jimin to help him get his necklace back from a dragon. it gets personal.]