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Anonymous asked:
what are ur favorite college au’s?
mygsii-deactivated20220910 answered:
Is this a fic rec ask? if not it is now. here are a couple :)
Blue Raspberry by @strawbxxymilk
The Lucky Ones by @today-we-will-survive
La Douleur Exquise by @minyoongijjangjjangmanboongboong
10 Muses by @sketchguk (m)
Bibliothèque by @joonbird (m)
Catharsis by @junghelioseok (m)
Come To Me by @jeonsweetpea (m)
A Matter of Shyness by @jjungkookislife (m)
Talk by @taehyungforreal (m)
Daydream by @luffles424 (m)
Vanilla Rules by @iamjungkooked (m)
The Counselor by @dom-joonie (m)
Image is Sweet by @kpopfanfictrash (m)
Morning Rush by @atdawnsuga (m)
To Fall For You by @letholojimin (m)
Chasing Butterflies by @ddaenggtan (m)
Cherry By @kpopstories (m)
Ah thank you so much for the mention!! I’m super glad you like fox rain enough to recommend!! I do have to say it’s not just mine though, its a collab between me and @cinnaminsvga and we split it evenly!! ฅ'ω'ฅ
Craving.
KIM NAMJOON X READER
A/N: This is mainly for all the bad days we have and when we crave deserve Kim Namjoon cuddles. Lots of fluff and v soppy pls don’t hate me.
You flop down on the bed and bury your head into the pillow, aware of the make up markings that would be imprinted against the pearly whiteness of the pillow cases. Usually you’d care, but tonight, it didn’t phase you in the slightest. Your phone pings, and slowly, you muster up enough energy to lift your head and bring it to your face, the brightness of the glaring screen causing you to squint the moment the screen meets with your eyes.
Six Minutes.
Your lips pull into a small smile, but you fail to text a response, instead opting to drop the phone on the bed and stuff your face further into the pillow.
It had been a weird day. One where you hadn’t done a lot, but enough to deflate you. You hear the door slam shut, along with the shuffling of Namjoon’s feet as he bounds across the floorboards. You continue to lie, in your emotional stupor and feel the bed space dip as he drops down beside you. He fiddles with your shoes and removes them from your feet before he trails his hand up your leg, over your hip and finally settles firmly on the small of your back.
‘Do you want to talk about it?’ Namjoon whispers softly, his voice instantly soothing you.
You shake your head, no. You whine into the pillow, and Namjoon’s hands find your hair. He begins brushing it with his finger tips.
‘Baby,’ His voice is sterner this time. ‘It took me six minutes to get to you, I timed it,’
You raise your head, tilting it so that he’s in your view. You raise an eyebrow. ‘Only six?’ You question with a smirk.
‘Yes,’ He throws his head back and chuckles. ‘And now you won’t even look at me,’
‘That’s dramatic,’ You giggle, shaking your head. You blink over at him and he pouts at you in return. You smile slightly, witnessing as he folds his legs beneath him.
He clasps his hands together, his ring falling from his finger as he does so. You reach over and scoop it up, handing it back to him as quick as it has fallen.
‘You’re very observant, (Y/N),’ Namjoon smiles, and hangs his head. His eyes find his hands and he begins fiddling with his jewellery.
‘I could say the same about you,’ You raise an eyebrow, and smile at him.
There’s silence, a comfortable one, that follows. His eyes flit around the room, and you notice his gaze settles on the closed door of the en-suite.
‘I can run you a bath,’ He offers, his eyes shooting back to you.
‘No,’ You whisper. ‘Honestly, I’m okay. I probably just need pyjamas and a cuddle,’
‘Just wait here,’ He orders, a smile spreading across his mouth. He hauls himself off of the bed and starts towards the door.
You nod your head. You lift yourself to sit. You always felt better in his company. Namjoon had a tendency of making all the bad thoughts disappear. His aura never failed to do that.
‘Namjoon,’ You raise your voice slightly, and scare yourself at how loud it leaves your mouth.
‘Yeah?’ He spins immediately, his dark eyes burning on you.
‘I’m not dependent on you,’ You whisper, hair falling in front of your eyes.
‘I didn’t say you were?’ His face appears hurt, and his eyes widen as he blinks at you.
You hang your head, and begin to pick at the paint on your fingernails.
‘I don’t want you thinking that I am,’ Your breath hitches in your throat as you speak. ‘The minute you even get a sense that I’m feeling low you drop everything-’
He stalks back over to the bed and kneels down before you. ‘(Y/N),’ He sighs, taking your hands. ‘That’s because nobody ever deserves to feel low,’
You swallow hard. ‘It’s one of those things, where I feel emotional, but can’t tell you why, because I have no idea why,’
He plants a kiss on your knuckles. ‘And that’s completely okay,’ He looks up at you and you lean your body closer. He rests his chin on your knees. ‘It’s okay to have bad days,’
You blink at him, attempting to hold back freshly formed tears. You had no idea where it had all sprung from. It was just an overwhelming wave of everything that you could not justify.
He tightens his grip around your fingers, in what you assume to be reassurance.
‘Just because one day out of seven, you need somebody around doesn’t make you any less independent (Y/N),’ His gaze narrows in on you, and you feel your stomach flip.
You nod your head, sullenly. You weren’t sure how to respond, but you were sure of the utmost respect you had for Namjoon.
‘Do you want a cuddle?’ He questions, his lips pulling into a smirk.
You swallow back tears, nodding your head as you do so. ‘I can’t even justify it,’ A sigh escapes your mouth. ‘I feel so stupid,’
‘Hey, baby, no,’ He’s instantly beside you on the bed, wrapping his arms around you. ‘We all have dumb days where we want to do nothing but scream into pillows, but you have to also think of the positives,’
‘Like what?’ You groan, flopping back down on the bed and taking Namjoon’s body with you.
‘Like me,’ He grins, and leans over and places a small kiss on your cheek. ‘I’m kidding, but there’s always positives,’
You wrap your arms around him, burying your face into his chest. ‘I just needed a hug,’ You whisper.
‘I always want your hugs,’ He whispers in return, tightening his grip around you.
❝bunny blues: guilt❞ myg&jjk
yoongi/reader/jungkook
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angst, fluff |
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content warnings:
mentions of past hybrid abuse, mentions of abandonment, mentions of
weight loss & depressive behavior, (hybrid)scenting, still fluff tho
a/n:
short update but,,,we got shit comin’. reminder reader is a bunny hybrid, jk is a dog hybrid, and yoongs is human!
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Rigor Mortis
; Police Officer!Jungkook x Reader
; Genre: Smut, angst, horror, fluff
; Word Count: 28.5k
; Warnings: Horror, gore, violence, zombies, death, character death, implied suicide, penetrative sex, oral sex (female receiving), fingering
; Synopsis: A night out at a bar results in you going home with a young and attractive police officer. But if you think the night was something to remember, that’s nothing compared to waking up to find a zombie outbreak in the city. A chance encounter with Officer Jeon leads to him helping you escape from the plague infested city.
; A/N: I know this is long, but please give it a chance and reblog if you like it! Let me know what you think as this has taken me 4 months to finally finish! It’s been inspired by Resident Evil, The Walking Dead and other zombie media! I hope you all enjoy it…
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The music of the bar is like a slow and seductive pulse through your veins, vibrating through your body from the floor until you can’t stop your body from gently swaying along to the beat. A long neck beer in your hand is being swung about lazily while your eyes close, head falling back as you hum along to the song underneath the murmur and loudness of the crowd.
It’s some popular tune that’s in the charts now, something that you hear all the time in stores and on the radio. Not your usual fare, but good enough right now when you’re out with your friends and letting your hair down.
A hand on your waist causes you to chuckle, lips spreading in a bright smile as you open them and watch your best friend, Taehyung give you a bright grin.
“Someone’s having fun, are you drunk already?” He asks, wiggling his brows from beneath his honey blonde hair. It’s almost pin straight right now, looking unbelievably fine and you get the urge to run your fingers through it. You don’t though, because boundaries and all that.
“No, I’m not. This is my first beer thank you very much. I’m just enjoying the moment.” You give him a smile before pressing your finger against his chest and making him move back. Chaeyoung is sat on a bar stool as you approach, hopping up onto the creaking leather besides her and waving for a second one from the bartender.
“Not to get your hopes up, but there’s a ridiculously hot guy over there who’s been checking you out.” She points down the bar slyly, causing you to glance over and get a look at the man who’s apparently been eyeing you up.
The quick glance isn’t good enough for you when you catch sight of him though, and instead you give him your full attention. Looking him up and down, you bite your lip in appreciation before turning to Chaeyoung.
“Hell yeah he is, and I’m going to go over there.” You say with a smirk, taking the new bottle given to you with a thanks. Chaeyoung and Taehyung give you a resounding send off, cheering loudly for your luck while you stride over to your admirer with a smile.
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