reblogging this to save myself from college depression
if there's one thing i know about, it's college. i've done it, i've taught it, i've lived and breathed it. these tips are for first years in particular, but honestly for everybody. i think it's so important for people to have balanced lives in these years -- academics are not everything. you know what didn't help me in the real world when i was afraid i wouldn't live through it? my fancy college note-taking format. you know what did help me? the friends i made there who i knew would get on a plane and fly across the country in a matter of hours if i told them i needed them.
- figure out where class is held ahead of time: don't be that kid who's late on day one, i beg of you
- use the writing center: especially for basic grammatical editing, which a lot of professors don't have time to mark on papers
- speak up in class: talking through ideas helps you work through them, and asking questions about something you don't understand can open up great lines of conversation
- find a regular schedule that works for you and stick to it: my college schedule was morning free time, class, lunch, class, practice, homework. that consistency was a life-saver
- keep a planner: it's so important to have a central place to track deadlines, assignments, and engagements
- annotate your reading: when you're stressing about a paper topic, being able to go back to what you've highlighted and written in the margins is a life-saver
- color-code your coursework: i use the same color highlighter, pen, and notebook for any given class. it's super helpful
- if you can't focus while studying with friends, don't: i reserved group studying for days when i didn't have important work because i can't be in a room with other people without talking to them. if your school has one, the quiet floor of the library is your best friend
- treat yourself to a "fun" class: art was always my place to just sit back and chill, a way to end the night all zen in the darkroom instead of conjugating russian verbs in a fluorescent-lit cinderblock prison. for you, it could be gym, it could be pottery, it could be some random course about, like, the history of cooking or something -- explore!
- profs are people too: don't be too nervous around them. also, know that if you're struggling -- even b/c of something in your personal life -- you can admit it, and they'll almost always understand why you missed a deadline or bombed a test
- go to office hours: it's the only way to get to know professors in big courses, and it's so helpful for both your grades and learning how to navigate relationships with authority figures
- don't let academia keep you from your friends: it's a case-by-case basis, but sometimes it's okay to let the reading slide and spend time with friends. i graduated seven years ago and my college group text still talks every day. that's so much more important to me than the fact that i never finished brideshead revisited
- joining a club is one of the best ways to make friends: i played ultimate frisbee through college and it was the source of so many lasting relationships, as well as the way i met all my local friends when i was abroad
- say yes to things you don't know if you'll like: you'll surprise yourself. me? turns out i love drinking games. and theme parties. and skinny dipping. and rock climbing
- don't be that person who looks down on their peers for partying: honestly? that person kind of sucks. you don't have to party if you don't want to, but actually, a lot of those people are super nice and also good at school -- don't just write them off!
- show up for your friends: go to their games, their concerts, their art shows, their standup nights. show them that what matters to them matters to you, too
- set aside a night to do a group activity with others: whether your vibe is wednesday night trivia, a weekly "terrible movie" showing, or a get-high-and-watch-nature-documentaries-type thing, these are great ways to liven up the week and de-stress
- this is a great time to figure out who from high school really matters to you: you don't have to force relationships that were built mostly on convenience if there are friends at uni with whom you click more. people you became friends with purely based on the coincidence of where your parents lived do not have to be your forever friends. they can be! but they don't have to be
- don't expect too much of yourself: a 4.0 is not the end-all, be-all. if your family or somebody tells you it is, tell them to call me, and i will personally talk some sense into them
- take advantage of university support services: mental health counseling, free yoga classes, multi-cultural societies, etc
- drink water: please, please don't get kidney stones in the middle of the semester, says the girl who got kidney stones in the middle of the semester
- let yourself take breaks: if you need to lie to a professor and say you're sick when really you're just feeling down and you need to sit in bed and watch a movie, that's totally valid
- don't freak about individual assignments: my students come to me freaking over a B+ and i tell them, honey, no job interviewer is ever going to ask you about your second paper from communications 101. i wish i'd known that
- go see speakers if there's someone interesting coming to campus: these talks are always cooler than you expect. i'll never get over the fact that i didn't go see anita hill when she came to my undergrad
- do your laundry on the same night every week: i can't explain why this is so helpful but it really is
- keep up on the news and the memes: read the school paper, the school blog, the memes page -- college politics and inside jokes are fun and convoluted and fascinating
- set the groundwork for long-term self-care: all of the above is really just to say -- university isn't just for learning about the french revolution, it's also about learning how to balance, how to handle failure, how to ask for help, how to make a salad that doesn't totally suck, etc
taehyung: what’s for dinner?
jin: i’m serving looks tonight.
taehyung: …
taehyung: jin hyung please, we haven’t eaten in three days.
Pairing: Kim Taehyung x Reader
Genre: ANGST
Requested by: This lovely person whom I can't seem to tag hehe
Summary: Taehyung breaks up with you with a promise to come back.
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"Tae?"
A soft smile grew on Taehyung's face at the gentle whisper that reached his ears. A satisfied hum buzzed out of his chest as he wriggled around in the confined space of the couch to face you. With swollen, red eyes that were dazed with sleep, Taehyung blinked a few times so that he could focus on the gentle glow of the kitchen light that kissed your cheek golden.
"Was I snoring?" he teased you, raising a hand to push your hair out of your face before fondly stroking the side of your head. You shook your head, resting your hand against his bare chest and sighing deeply.
"I just missed you."
"I'm right here baby," he frowned. "Did you have a bad dream?"
"I was just thinking," you whispered, your eyes scrunching shut at the quiver in your voice that betrayed your strong façade. Before he could catch sight of the tears shining in your eyes, you swiftly lodged your face into the curve of his shoulder, holding him close against you.
"What were you thinking about?" he let his lips rest over your ear.
"About how much I love you?" you short titter escaped when he traced his finger over the outline of your back. "Stop, that tickles."
"I know it does," he smirked but stopped his actions nonetheless. "Do you know what I was dreaming of?"
You shook your head, "What?"
With an amused sound, he gently pushed you back to take a look at you. "I had a dream that we had two kids, a girl, and a boy. Our girl was tall and she had your smile, and she was carrying our son in her arms. You know who she reminded me of?" he spoke quietly, his eyes following every place his finger traveled.
"Me?" you wondered. He nodded instantly, a wide smile taking over his expression. "Yes, you." He pinched your nose lovingly.
"She looked so responsible, with her gorgeous brown hair up until her shoulders. She had the kindest eyes, but what made me feel the happiest was the way she was caring for her brother. She held him so carefully, so delicately, she looked over him with the fondest eyes, and I just knew that even if I had to die at that very moment, she would never forsake her baby brother, she would always make sure that there would never come a day he goes hungry," Taehyung's eyes glistened under the dull light that came from the kitchen, looking down at you proudly.
"That was the very first time I had a dream about our future. Our children. And it makes me fall in love with you even more."
"Tae," you whispered. He nodded, brushing away the tear that rolled its way down your cheek. "We'll get there, sweetheart," he assured you, placing a firm kiss on your forehead.
"I'm afraid," you mumbled under your breath, holding onto him tighter in fear that he would disappear any moment. He frowned again, this time catching your face properly in his palms.
"Why?" he asked you, his voice low and gentle.
"I don't know," you let out a shaky breath, lowering your gaze.
"Hey, talk to me," he urged.
"Taehyung," you sighed, sitting up and turning away from him. He followed soon, but he stayed behind you, his hands pulling you back against his chest. "What if we don't make it?"
"Don't say such things, love. Why won't we make it?" you could hear the frown in his voice.
When you didn't reply, he lay his head upon your shoulder, reaching for your hands and intertwining them together with his own. "I love you, I need you to know that, okay?"
He sighed in relief when he felt you nod. "I love you too."
"Tell me what you feel," he muttered against the fabric of your t-shirt.
You looked down at his fingers that had enveloped your hands within his. Brushing his thumb tenderly with your own, you leaned into his embrace.
"I'm afraid I'll lose you."
Taehyung nodded, and you felt the ghost of a smile tug at your lips when he pulled you impossibly closer to his chest. His head was still lowered, a technique of getting you to open up without the fear of being pressured by someone's gaze. "You won't."
"I am scared of things going wrong if people find out about us."
He nodded again, lifting his head just a little so that he could kiss your shoulder blade. "We will face it together."
"I'm afraid you will leave me," you finally whispered, a teardrop falling onto his wrist. Taehyung froze behind you, his own eyes filling with tears at the fear that laced your voice. He had never seen you so afraid, so vulnerable, so broken before him.
"I won't," he mumbled against your skin, keeping his lips attached to you as he whispered it again. When you bent forward and began to cry, he moved with you, keeping you right against his heart and crying with you. "I won't leave you, baby. I won't."
"I'm scared Taehyung," you cried softly, his heart breaking at the feel of your tears falling onto his hand. He nodded, pulling you back so that you could lean against his shoulder.
"Hey, hey, listen to me, sweetheart, please," Taehyung mumbled, kissing away your tears and resting his face against yours. "There are so many people who already know about us, right? The boys have supported us from the very beginning, the company gave us a green signal too, do you remember how much we fought so that they could let us stay together? We can fight the world, as long as we stay together."
You let Taehyung hold you, one hand keeping both of yours in his grasp while the other wrapped around your chest, firmly attaching you to him.
"And our parents know about us too, sweetheart. Remember how my mum almost got us married when we went to meet her for the first time?" he giggled at the memory, his heart fluttering at the soft laugh that escaped your lips. "That was wild."
"Right? And I wouldn't want to brag but I know I impressed your dad with the very first conversation I had with him."
"All you said was, 'It's a pleasure to meet you, Sir,' and he fell for you," you chuckled softly, tilting your head towards him as he kissed your temple.
"I know he did, but my favorite part was when he told me that I was the best boyfriend he could have ever asked for his daughter." He whispered, squeezing your hand in assurance.
"We have so many people who love us, and most of all, we love each other. It's one of the strongest weapons to use when we have to fight the world, baby."
"I know," you pulled his arm closer to you. "I guess I was just overthinking."
"I won't ever leave you, Jagiya. Not happening. Imma kick it with a big fat 'NO', just like our dance move in Dynamite," the two of you began to laugh softly, a glimpse of the morning sun peeking through the windows.
"You promise?"
He finally turned you around in his arms, leaning forward to hold your lips with his in an embrace of its own.
"I promise."
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Promises.
Dreams.
A future.
Love.
When did such things begin to play hide and seek? You needed to know because these very words finally decided to play games with you.
A very cruel, heart-wrenching game.
You struggled to stay connected, your fists clenched and lips trembling as you watched the man who once comforted you with his words turn into a monster. A monster whose face turned a deeper shade of red with rage, droplets of spit spurting out of his lips with each word that he spat at you, the same lips that would kiss away your pain every single time. The same lips that mouthed the words that made you think it would've been better for him to just take a knife and stab you right in the chest.
It hurt. It hurt more than words could ever express as you stood in front of the man you struggled to stay connected with. Gone was the man who dreamt of a future with you. Gone was the man who promised to never leave you. Gone was the man who wished to fight the world hand-in-hand with you. No matter how much you tried to look for that very man, it was as if he ceased to exist. All you could see was a monster, a liar, a heartless, cold man who blamed you for things you were once most afraid of.
It made you feel ashamed to even bring his name to your tongue, it made you want to dig a hole in the ground and disappear, because his dark gaze made you feel so small. Yet you stood upright, with your eyes connected to his. When all else fails, you are the only person who can stand up for you, right? You are the only person who can make sure your head is held high, you are the only one who could save up enough energy to just stand, and face it like the woman that you were...right?
"Leave."
"What?"
"Did I stutter?" you asked him calmly, even though your tears were on a trip of their own. "Leave my house, right now."
"Why are you acting like this is my fault?" Taehyung's voice suddenly lost its punch, lowering down to a milder tone.
"I'm sorry Taehyung. It's my fault. Everything is my fault, okay? Are you satisfied now?" you sighed in defeat, your eyes burning with tiredness.
"Do you even realize what you have done?" he questioned you.
Unable to believe the audacity of the man in front of you, your jaw clenched in pain. "Yes. In fact, I do, do you need me to write it down for you so that you can stop shoving it into my face?" you yelled.
"I know I made a mistake Taehyung! I should've been more careful. I made a mistake that I've always been afraid of making but for the stupidest of reasons, I let my guard down because YOU," you pointed an accusing finger right at him, "You promised me that no matter what happens, we would fight this together. You held me that day and told me that you would never leave me and you ask me if I realize what I have done?"
He stood silently, his own eyes beginning to water at your words, which made you laugh in disbelief. "You do not have the right to be crying Taehyung. You walk in here after not contacting me for a week! And you break up with me because I simply wanted to hold your hand in the godforsaken park that you took me to?"
"Stop," he warned you, shutting his eyes.
"Really Taehyung? Really? I let you speak and take out all your anger on me because yes, whatever happened has negatively impacted your career, but didn't I always tell you that this day would come? And now you want me to stop?" you cried out, pulling at your hair as you watched him cover his face.
"Okay," you sniffled, wiping your tears away and pushing your hair behind your ears. "Let me tell you what is about to happen. You walk out the door and go fix whatever issue it was that led you to break the one woman who trusted you with her life. Go and apologize to your 'fans' and tell them you're sorry for dating someone without asking for their permission. Go and ask for forgiveness from the company that you slog day in and day out for, only because you wanted to be human for once."
"(Y/n)-"
"I'm not finished," you stated firmly, instantly silencing him.
"Once you leave, you better accept the fact that we are done. For good. Because there is no way in hell that I would be able to live with a man who broke me the way you did today."
To distract yourself from the clenching pain in your chest, you sat back down on the couch. The exact same couch that held memories that made you want to cry all over again.
"(Y/n), can you give it some time, please?" he pleaded, kneeling in front of you and holding your hands in his. You looked at him with tear-filled eyes, watching him as a pained look overtook his expression. "Let it settle for a while, please baby."
"Are you really asking me this? After all the things you told me today? You blamed me for the way your fan count decreased Taehyung, you blamed me for the insults that they never forget to bombard me with every single day. You told me that our relationship was the reason why people have stopped listening to your music?"
"No, no...please," he begged you, resting his head on your lap. You simply looked at him, your head beginning to throb. "Please, I'll come back to you, I swear, just give me some time. I'm sorry."
"It's not okay," you shook your head, pushing him away gently and looking him straight in the eye. There were tears falling from them, and you sat back and wondered how it was possible for him to be crying right now.
"I don't want you to come back to me, Taehyung. I cannot be with you. You hurt me, more than anyone has ever hurt me. You broke me to pieces today," you whispered, finally breaking down in front of him. Taehyung shook his head, sitting back down on the floor and crying into his hands, soft sobs causing his body to shudder as he heard you cry before him.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." he blubbered messily, "Please, let me sort everything out. Give me one more chance, baby, please. Let me come back to you."
Taehyung suddenly jolted upright, leaping towards you on his knees, grabbing your hands and holding them tenderly to his lips. With sorrowful eyes, he looked up at you, utterly broken at the pain he could see on your face. "I"m sorry, I'm sorry for not fighting for you. I'm sorry I gave up on you, but please, give me a chance to make things right. Please. I can't lose you, that was never my intention."
You sighed, shaking your head and releasing your hands from his grip. "You lost me the moment you gave up on me, Taehyung."
"No," he cried, standing up with you and stopping you from walking away. "I said I'm sorry, please give me a chance to convince them, I'll come back to you, I'll hold your hand and take you out for a date with no shame and nothing to hide. I'll show the world that I'm in love and one day when we get married I wil-"
"Taehyung, stop," you whispered, suddenly overwhelmed as you held your palm to his cheek. He began to cry instantly, leaning into your touch with his eyes shut. "What's the point in fighting for me now?"
His eyes opened, reaching up to grab your face within his warm hands. You inhaled sharply, your heart still leaping at his touch.
"Because I still love you."
Why would he say that?
Why did he have the power to break down all the walls you built up just to protect yourself?
Why was it so real?
It hurt so much to hear him say that. It broke you even more than it did when he yelled at you a few hours ago, yet you didn't stop him when he pulled you against him. You didn't push him back when he kissed you like there was no tomorrow, you couldn't stop your hands from desperately grabbing onto his collar as his fingers pulled your head closer to him. You couldn't. Even though you tried, you just couldn't.
Because you still loved him too.
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WHY DID IT HURT SO MUCH
If you enjoy torturing yourself as much as I do, try All the things I didn't do💔
“When the rain stops you shine on me, your light’s the only thing that keeps the cold out.”
↠ pairing : Kim Taehyung x Female Reader
↠ summary : When your childhood best friend, Kim Taehyung moves back into town, you expect the next few years to be reminiscent of your younger years. Awkward, tense and quiet. What you don’t expect is being forced to distract him from his overbearing crush on your mutual best friend, Eunji.
↠ genre : university au, estranged childhood friends to lovers, strangers to lovers, idiots to lovers, art student!taehyung, literature student!reader, angst, fluff & smut
↠ rating : 18+
↠ warnings : swearing, mentions of anxiety and depression, bad & toxic friends, lots of feelings, small forms of violence (with other characters), explicit sexual content. (additional warnings will be given with each chapter!)
↠ banner : by the sweetest @lavienvante 🤎 thank you so much for making me the prettiest banner!! <3 go check out her works 🤎
↠ a/n : here is the masterlist for my first series! i am beyond excited to share this with you & i hope you enjoy this journey as much as i do! happy reading <3
↠ series song : christmas tree - taehyung (the lyrics fit this series oh so perfectly 🤎)
❦ chapter 1 : a lane in the public gardens at arles - 1888 [7K]
❦ chapter 2 : water lilies and japanese bridge - 1899 [10K]
❦ chapter 3 : the weeping woman - 1937 [coming soon…]
❦ chapter 4 : at eternity’s gate - 1890
❦ chapter 5 : poppy field - 1886
❦ chapter 6 : the night cafe - 1888
❦ chapter 7 : snow at argenteuil - 1874
❦ chapter 8 : almond blossoms - 1890
❦ chapter 9 : the artist’s garden at giverny - 1900
❦ chapter 10 : view from the artist’s window - 1823
❦ epilogue : the starry night - 1889
❦ extras :
↠ glossary - a closer insight to the iny!world & characters. here you can find the answers to any important questions and information about the characters. this will be added to as the story goes on.
↠ playlist - have a listen to their songs (thank you @lavienvante for helping 🤎)
↠ your thoughts - a collection of our thoughts
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"you moved on. help me do the same."
i scoffed, who said i did?
thus it will become lovers to enemies to lovers au
• “Oh, come on, don’t glare at me like that. We’re enemies, not total strangers. Even with how much you wished we were.”
• “No. Don’t you dare. You know I would’ve burned down the entire world to earn another minute with you, and you couldn’t even be bothered to stay.”
• “I’m tired of this cat-and-mouse chase, and I can’t keep seeing your face knowing I can’t even hold you anymore.”
• “I care enough not to kill you, darling. But not enough to keep you safe.”
• “You moved on. Help me do the same.”
• “Please. Either you were lying to me this whole time, or you’re lying to yourself right now. I don’t know which hurts more.”
• “You can pretend you’re good/evil all you want, I know you. I loved you. And this is not who you are. It never was.”
I know it’s already mid-March and I just got around compiling all the wonderful reads for the month of Feb. Sharing with the rest who usually go through archives for fic reading recommendations (though if you prefer going through archive or tags, that’s fine too! You’ll just see other fangirling content 🤭)
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🥕 Completed - drabbles | one shots | series
🥕 S - smut | F - fluff | A - angst
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Pairing: Hoseok x f.Reader, Seokjin x f.Reader, Jungkook x f.Reader, slight Taehyung x f.Reader
Genre: Smut, Mystery, a lil bit of Horror
Warnings: threesomes in the form of grinding, thigh riding, lots of neck kisses, sex in the middle of the dance floor, making out, mxm kissing too, fumbling, lots of sexy costumes, dirty talk, but also suspense and misunderstandings
Wordcount: 11.5k
a/n: there is so much happening in this chapter, I don’t even know what I should comment on lmao. Also just so you know this is the last chapter before Sanguis Alpha goes on a little winter holiday break hehe 👁👁
“Oh wow, you actually came”, Hoseok greets you, taking you into a big hug before you can stop him. He already smells of alcohol.
“I did”, you and him step out of the hug, “my apartment was too sad."
"Gotcha. But also look at you. You look hot as fuck. That corset looks so good on”, Hoseok says, placing his hand on your shoulder and letting his eyes travel over your body shamelessly.
“Thank you very much”, you say and make a curtsy, “but you look hot too. I especially love the mask with that outfit. Also really love the harness, especially bold choice to go shirtless with it”, you say hooking your fingers in his chest harness and pulling him closer slightly.
Hoseok purrs quietly, fire flicking up in his eyes for the briefest of moments.
“Thank you, thank you. I purchased them last week”, he explains, tilting his head back slightly to reveal his neck. The way his muscles flex under the leather straps, you try not to concentrate on too much.
You break your eyes away before you can do something you later regret, clearing your throat in the process. You look to your side, watching as the rest of Sanguis struts up to you and Hoseok.
Jungkook is dressed in his full soldier uniform, face hidden behind a gas mask. Seokjin chose to go for a mask, which only covers the upper part of his face. Golden, it goes perfectly with his burgundy velvet suit and golden boots. He was not wearing a shirt under the jacket, revealing his chiselled torso.
You whistle through your teeth.
“Look at you guys. Hot damn”, you say.
“Thank you, you look good too”, Seokjin says, eyes not so subtly falling to your cleavage.
“Thanks”, you hear Jungkook’s voice behind the mask.
“Okay but damn Kook you really went all out with the costume”, you say, touching his arm. You feel his muscles tense under your touch, you can only imagine the way he lowers his eyes behind that mask.
“T-thank you, that’s n-nice”, he stutters.
Before he can grow any more awkward however, Hoseok drapes his arm across his shoulder.
“Want to get drunk and then grind on the dance floor?” he suggests, looking between you and Jungkook.
“I’m down”, Seokjin says, hooking his arm with yours.
“Wait what?” you and Jungkook say in unison, already getting dragged to the bar.
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mini masterlist – a collection of small drabbles
⏤ S E R I E S:
↳ PROHIBIDO. | brother’s best friend au | fluff, angst smut
synopsis; Namjoon is an art himself. Shame that he’s forbidden - he’s your brother’s best friend. And your colleague..
chapters: index | ongoing
⏤ O N E – S H O T S:
↳ BELLISSIMA | parents au | fluff, smut
synopsis; once your husband finds the meaning behind your rejection, he’s having none of it
chapters: 01 | completed
⏤ O N E – S H O T S:
↳ A PLAN | friends with benefits au | fluff, smut
synopsis; You’ve a plan — trying to dominate your extremely dominant roommate who also happens to be your friend with benefits.
chapters: 01 completed
⏤ D R A B B L E S E R I E S:
↳ MY TINY SECRET | unexpected pregnancy, mistress au | angst, smut
synopsis; Pretty face doesn’t make it up for an ugly personality. And Kim Seokjin is the perfect proof of that.
chapters: index | completed
⏤ S E R I E S:
↳ AWAY FROM YOU | divorce au | fluff, angst, smut
synopsis; Trying to divorce Yoongi might be harder than you thought it’d be. Especially when you’re having a two year old toddler.
chapters: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | 07 | 08 | 09 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 ongoing
drabbles
↳ MONACHOPSIS | fluff, smut, angst, mini series
synopsis; After receiving unpleasant news that doesn’t allow you to grow your family, your husband comes up with an idea that unfortunately involves his brother whom he despises
chapters: index | ongoing
⏤ O N E – S H O T S:
↳ NEXT DOOR | neighbor au | fluff (?), smut
synopsis; Your neighbor doesn’t respect your complaints about him being loud, but you don’t let it slide so easily.
chapters: 01 | completed
↳ STAY HIGH | exes au | fluff, angst (?), smut
synopsis; You’ve to stay high to keep your ex out off your mind when he comes back into your life.
chapters: 01 | completed
⏤ S E R I E S:
↳ HOPE WORLD [ON-HOLD] | enemies to lovers au | fluff, angst, smut
synopsis; You’ve decided to try dancing class, but the one who teaches you how to dance actually hates you.
chapters: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | 06 | ongoing
⏤ O N E – S H O T S:
↳ THE BOSS | boss!reader | fluff, smut, tiny bit of angst
synopsis; In the middle of important business meeting, Hoseok spreads his mouth free and it almost costs you one of the greatest business deals. You’ve to remind Hoseok who’s the boss.
chapters: 01 | completed
⏤ S E R I E S:
↳ ONE TIME THING [ON-HOLD] | best friend’s boyfriend au | fluff, angst, smut
synopsis; What are you going to do when your best friend asks you to have a sex with her boyfriend?
chapters: 01 | 02 | 03 | 04 | 05 | ongoing
⏤ O N E – S H O T S:
↳ ADAYWITHOPPA | smut, fluff
synopsis; adaywithoppa is a website where you can book a tour guide, what happens when you book one without you knowing?
chapters: 01 | completed
↳ ONLY YOU | single dad, best friends to lovers au | fluff, smut, tiny bit of angst
synopsis; You’ve been always there for your best friend, even when he became a single dad
chapters: 01 | completed
↳ SUCKER | vampire au | smut, angst
synopsis; You wish you’d pay more attention to Jimin. Like, how his eyes kept changing color. How cold his skin was, too unrealistically to be natural. Or one second, he flashed you with his sharp canines and the next one he didn’t have any. How much he craved for you, but not the way you thought he was.
chapters: 01 | completed
⏤T W O – S H O T S:
↳ CHEATER | cheater au | angst, smut
synopsis; Ten proofs you got to find out the truth but you were too blind in love to see.
chapters: 01 | 02 | ongoing
⏤ S E R I E S:
↳ DRUNK [ON-HOLD] | alcoholic au | fluff, angst, smut
disclaimer: this story contains alcoholism, strong language & mature content [do not read it if you’re sensitive about alcoholism]
synopsis; You fell in love with Jeongguk so hard thinking he’s everything you’ve ever wanted. But there’s a one catch – he’s an alcoholic.
chapters: 01 | 02 | 03 | ongoing
↳ MUTUAL HELP | fake dating, best friends to lovers au, slow burn | fluff, angst, smut
synopsis; In order for you to pretend to be his girlfriend, he helps you with your sexual desires - he calls it a mutual help
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↳ SLEEPOVER | best friend’s brother au | fluff, smut
synopsis; Jeongguk is your best friend’s little brother who invites you to have a sleepover at his place. Nothing can happen, right?
chapters: 01 | completed
⏤ D R A B B L E S:
↳ STRAWBERRY LIPS | professor au | fluff, smut
synopsis; it’s not your fault your professor is extremely young and oh, so hot
chapters: 01 | completed
im not crazy for saying that i found comfort in this chapter which fucking titled HURT. im so glad yoongi saved oc and helped her and jk as well. and JIMIN..... he's turning to kinda good guy??? i really dont understand whom he's scared of. i cant fucking wait for the next chapter. you did a really really good job on this sibi ♡
Warnings: sadness, signs of trauma, slight violence, but also sweet healing moments
Wordcount: 11k
a/n: i know there is lots of plot in this chapter jfajsd i hope it’s not confusing
Is that your mother singing? And is that her hand caressing your hair? Those sheets, they feel like the sheets of your childhood bed. Soft, warm, cotton. That smell. Is that your father’s cologne? It smells like his hugs. Why can’t you open your eyes? You want to see them. You haven’t been back in your childhood home in years, not after the fire burned everything down. Paws on wooden tiles. No way. Is that Cookie? She is alive again? You laugh, but nothing comes out. You want to open your eyes and look at her, but you can’t. She barks, it makes your father laugh and soon your mother laughs too. Mama? Papa?
You sit up and gasp, ripping your eyes open. This isn’t your childhood home, this is a forest. This isn’t your childhood bed, this is the wet, cold ground. And who is that shadow sitting in the dark?
“Took you long enough”, he grumbles and steps into the light of the full moon. Min Yoongi.
“You?” you gasp and it is not long that realisation washes over you. You reach for your neck. It is dry and doesn’t hurt anymore. You pull your hand away, staring at your clean palms, “what?”
“I fed you my blood”, he says calmly.
You gasp, throat constricting. Your hand is on your chest, feeling for a heartbeat.
“No you aren’t dead”, he says dryly. He stands up and closes the distance between you and him. He squats down, red eyes racing over your face, “although I did think you would die on me for a second. You’ve been out for five hours.”
“Five hours?” you gasp, blinking in confusion, “Yoongi what is going on? What is-“, you stop talking when you watch Yoongi’s head snap up in alert. He sniffles then growls.
“Okay we gotta go”, he whispers and wraps his strong fingers around your wrist.
“What?”
“We have to go, didn’t you hear me?” he spits angrily, pulling you to your feet.
You are dizzy and the world is nothing but a blurred mess. You wobble and stumble, head pounding painfully.
“I’m so dizzy. Yoongi wait.”
“There is no time to wait”, he barks, faltering only a second later when he sees how your eyes flutter in exhaustion. He sighs, “fine, I’ll walk for you.”
He throws you over his shoulder afterwards, ignoring your squeaked out complaints. And then he runs. He runs so fast that trees turn into dark streaks of blurriness and the ground beneath your eyes is indistinct.
“Yoongi put me down please”, you plead, feeling your eyes tear up in the cold wind.
But Yoongi doesn’t answer you. He continues running through the endless forest. The darkness doesn’t even phase him, he manoeuvres through the thick undergrowth and high trees as if it was the brightest day.
“Please…” you plead.
“Quit it”, he hisses, dodging a family of low trees.
“I’m so confused, what happened?”
“Quiet.”
Oh your stomach aches so much. Yoongi is way too fast, you will throw up if he doesn’t slow down.
“Yoongi, please slow down.”
“Oh my god”, he stops, picking you up like a little baby so you would be facing him, “if I tell you to be quiet then be fucking quiet. You want to tell every bloody vampire in a radius of fifty miles your location?”
“What?” you gasp.
“Their little feeding stupidity alerted others of our kind, they smelled blood. Don’t you get it?” he spits.
“I- holy shit.”
“Now you get it”, he throws you back over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, “so be quiet until I tell you that you can speak.”
And so Yoongi runs again, through the forest until he reaches the gates. Down the empty streets and quiet alleyways. And you stay quiet, cursing your heart for racing so loudly and your brain for slowly coming to its senses.
Feeding stupidity.
Yoongi told you so himself. Someone fed on you, used you as their own blood bag, almost ripped you to shreds. It was them. Park Jimin and Kim Namjoon and… Taehyung. Your love, the man who swore to protect you. He led you to your demise.
“Stop sobbing”, Yoongi hisses, taking a sharp turn to the right.
“They killed me”, you sob. It hurts so much. You want to cry for hours.
“You’re not dead, we’re almost there”.
“Why did you heal me? Why? I could have been like you, I could have been like you.”
“You don’t want this, trust me”, he mumbles, unphased by your continuous sobs and cries.
He betrayed you. He gave you promises of safety and he forced you into danger. You trusted him and he allowed them to kill you. It hurts so much, it’s so unbearably much.
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hi there love, as I was checking my shelf for some angsty angsty fics to recommend I ended up pulling 50+ gvjhakgsdhjgsdjfk so I highly suggest you just check the angst fics I read here, but I will still be recommending the ones that I find really angsty, the ones that tear a hole in my heart, the ones that made me cry buckets of tears out of heartbreak and pain, the ones that haunt me and pull out all the sad feels from me whenever I’m reminded of these stories.
p.s. I will sort this by member and will try to just list at least three or maybe five, okay five it is per member ~ the ones that made me feel very very angsty and very very emotional T_T | 🍒
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this is so fucking good, im a whore for enemies to lovers namjin
✎ metastacia ❝ 145k ⚐ mature
Seokjin doesn’t believe in ghosts. Which would cause a huge uproar if everyone knew since he’s kind of a big deal at his university; he’s a shaman who protects people from evil spirits. He doesn’t remember where he got the idea to do this from, all he knows is that superstitious people pay good money.
Namjoon does believe in ghosts. Better yet, he can see them and he can expel them. But there’s a certain phoney shaman at his university who’s stealing all his clients in his exorcism business, and he’s not happy about it because haunted people pay good money.
So, what do they do? Figure out whose closet is holding all the skeletons, of course.
"If this can no longer resonate, no longer make my heart vibrate; then this will be how I die my first death."
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