college au series

BTS reaction to your disappointment @ your grades

Anonymous said: BTS reaction to you working hard to keep up your grades but when you received your report card it turns out your grades dropped and you feel really sad about it

Here it is! (I’m not completely satisfied with this one, but here it is anyways)

I’m sorry if each reaction is too similar, that’s just how it came out cx


Rap Monster (Namjoon):

Originally posted by namseok

You stare down at the letters on the page - having waited until you returned home - your heart sinking to your stomach, and you slump down in your seat. Again. Even after all the work you put in, the endless nights of sheets and books scattered everywhere, the blood, sweat and tears you put into your studies, your grades still drop. Your mood drops completely, all sense of hope disappears and you’re left slumped in the chair, your head in your hands.

Namjoon quietly lets himself into your apartment, calling out for you, a hopeful smile on his face, dimples and all. His heart cracks a little when he sees you sobbing on the couch - your body shaking with tears - and he drops his bags at the door, rushing forward, accidentally hitting the table in the way. 

“(Y/N)? What’s wrong?” He asks softly, rubbing your arm comfortingly.

You look up, attempting to force a smile, and yet your vision is still blurred through the tears. You sigh, finally stating, “My grades dropped, again.” 

He puts his arms around you, pulling you into a hug, as he says, “It’s okay, there’s always next time, I could help tutor you if you wanted? All you need is a little help jagiya, you’re smart, you can do this.” 

You nod, pulling on your sleeve and wiping your tears away, leaning into his embrace. 

“That would be great, Joonie, thank you so much.”


Jin (Seokjin):

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

“Jagiya? Why are you crying?” Jin walks up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist, and you quickly wipe away your tears, your eyes darting around.

“It’s nothing, it’s nothing, it’s fine,” you quickly say, sighing as you brushed your hair back, attempting a smile. Jin stares at you carefully, and he shakes his head, refusing to let you or the matter go.

“Jagiya, you can trust me, what’s wrong?” He finally asks, after allowing you to sob into his shoulder for a few minutes, his arms wrapped protectively around you as he rubs your back reassuringly.

“My grades have gone down yet ago, even though I worked so hard to bring them up, I don’t get it, what did I do wrong…” you rambled, still nuzzled in his shoulder and Jin frowned, saddened by your frustration and sadness, and he plants a soft kiss on your cheek, mumbling sweet words into your ear to help calm you down.

“It’s okay jagiya, next time you’ll do better, I know you will, please don’t be too disappointed,” he reassures you, his arms gently reaching under your legs to pick you up bridle-style and settle down on the couch with you, placing kisses all over your face, causing you to finally giggle, your tears drying up.

“That’s much better, I’m glad to see you smiling again (Y/N),” Jin grins, and you lean back against him, this time your turn to kiss him, smiling.


Suga (Yoongi):

Originally posted by kuromel

Yoongi pops his head through the doorway, watching as you frown, your eyes scanning over a sheet of paper, your head dropping into your hands as you sigh, tossing the paper across the table as you curl up on the couch. His lips curl downwards into a frown, and he wanders in, silently sitting next to you, his arm wrapping around you.

You simply lean into his embrace, and he shifts position to allow you to completely lean into his chest, your arms snaking around his waist. The two of you lay in this position in a while without words, your actions speaking louder than any words could, and you feel your mood lift slightly knowing that Yoongi would always be there for you whenever you needed comfort.

“School getting you down again?” Yoongi finally inquired, breaking the silence between the two of you, and you nod against his chest, still curled up against him. Yoongi resists the urge to cover your face in kisses at your adorableness, and instead opts to press his lips against your forehead, withdrawing after a few seconds.

“Don’t worry too much about it (Y/N), don’t let school get you so down, it’s not everything, yeah?” He reassures you, and you smile up at him, turning his heart to mush.


J-Hope (Hoseok):

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

(A/N: His grin is the most adorable thing I’ve seen in a while, omg <3)

Hoseok pouts as he notices you sitting in your room, slumped over your desk once again, hitting your head on the surface repeatedly, surrounded by sheets of paper. You exhale in frustration, tugging on your hair before leaning your head on the desk once again.

“(Y/N), don’t hit your head like that, you’ll hurt yourself,” he rushes over to you, crouching by you and gently touching your forehead in concern. He gazes at you, eyes holding the utmost concern, and you feel your heart melt.

“I’m sorry Hobi, it’s just uni has been stressing me out again, and my grades are going down again… I can’t do this…” You push your dishevelled hair out of your face, and he pouts again, standing up straight and outstretching his arms.

Taking one last glance at your work, you get up and engulf yourself in Hoseok’s arms, his familiar scent calming you down immediately, and you bury your face into his neck. Hobi can’t help but grin at you clinging to him, and he gently pries your arms away, only to grab his bag. He gestures to you to grab your stuff, saying, “Let’s go out somewhere nice jagi, you deserve it.”

He grins again, and you can’t help but go along with him, the initial disappointment and frustration disappearing, and replaced with a warm feeling.


Jimin:

Originally posted by bwipsul

(A/N: I might’ve died writing this part, this boy wrecks me, I wish this would happen to me cx)

“Jimin… are you planning to let go of me any time soon?” You ask, shaking your head at Jimin who was currently clinging onto your waist in a koala-like way, his face buried in your shoulder.

“No, not until you promise me you won’t stay disappointed about your grades,” he replies cutely, his voice muffled as he trails kisses along your neck, and you weaken under his touch, your mouth opening, inaudible sounds escaping.

“Jiminie,” you whined, and yet you knew he was right, there was no point to beating yourself up over your grades, you could only keep working hard and hope for the best.

“Promise me,” Jimin mumbles against your neck, the vibrations sending a shiver of pleasure through your body, and he smirks, satisfied by your reaction.

“Okay, okay, I promise I’ll stop worrying about it, but stop before I end up…” you cut yourself off, and Jimin giggles, fully aware of where your thoughts were going.

He finally lifts his lips off your neck, his arms loosening up on your waist, and you can’t help but smile, your fingers brushing over your neck.


V (Taehyung):

Originally posted by keepingupwithbts

(A/N: When you have two biases and writing both their parts just wrecks your heart completely… *sigh* cx)

“Yah, jagi, you’re making me sad too,” Taehyung says, sitting across from you as your eyes scan over your grades for the nth time, a mix of sadness and disappointment in your eyes, and you finally look up, Taehyung frowning in concern.

He scrunches his face up in an exaggerated crying face in an attempt to cheer you up, an array of silly faces flashing across his face, and you can’t help but let out a giggle, your fist pressed to your mouth in an attempt to suppress it. While this sends a flash of happiness through you, a glance back at the discarded report card has the disappointment and frustration flooding back and you sigh.

Taehyung pouts, determined to cheer you up, and an idea creeps into his mind, his lips curling up into a mischievous smirk, as he gets up to sit by you on the other couch.

“What are you-” You’re cut off by Taehyung’s hands suddenly flying to your sides, and your stomach, and you shriek out in laughter from the sensation, falling back onto the couch. Taehyung relentlessly tickles you, until you throw your arms up in defeat, promising him that you’d try not to worry too much, and he grins his box smile in triumph.


Jungkook:

Originally posted by officialwookkibby

You pace around the apartment, muttering to yourself, your arms occasionally flying up in frustration, and Jungkook peers up from his phone in curiosity, furrowing his eyebrows cutely as he wonders what has you so frustrated and seemingly stressed.

“(Y/N)? Why are you mumbling to yourself like a crazy person?” He asks, snickering at the thought of it, and you spin around, glaring at him, not finding the situation amusing at all. 

“I’m still not doing great at school, even after all that work I put in, all that studying for nothing and… I can’t.” You slump down onto the couch beside him, and Jungkook turns his head to face you, a look of concern flashing across his eyes.

“If it’s any comfort, I’m not doing too great either, you’re not alone,” he grins his bunny-like smile at him, and you look at him in confusion, your eyebrows now furrowing.

“Why aren’t you stressed then?” You inquire, reaching up to brush his fringe away from his eyes, causing a light pink to flourish on his cheeks, a smile appearing on his face.

“Because,” he starts, “I figured all I need is some help, we should study together (Y/N), that could help?” 

You think it over, your stress levels finally beginning to decrease, and you finally break out into a smile, at the thought that this might finally help your grades. 

Youth | Pt. 3

Hey hey hey I’m back!! These parts are coming out really fast basically because I’ve already written them but changed a few things in the plot and made the writing better (from my old blog). But once I reach the end of what I’ve already written, updates might get a little slower just because it’ll be my first time actually writing them. Just a heads up! ALSO!! LOTS OF YOONGI IN THIS ONE!! :) - Hana

Focus: Yoongi x Reader

Word Count: 2.8k+

Genre: Fluff, Angst, College!au, Gang!au

Summary: A gang of delinquents go to your university. After your first encounter, things have been a crazy ride.

Warnings: Light alcohol and drug mentions, swearing.

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Monday : College!Ashton Blurb

College, you’ve learned, is definitely not like high school. In high school you could miss the entire first week of a new year, come back the following Monday, and still be reviewing material that you’ve learned from previous semesters. In college, you’re expected to come to the opening class having already read the first chapter of the textbook you paid for yourself, and then take a quiz on it before barely catching your professor’s name. Missing even a portion of a first-day lecture could throw you of course for the rest of the class period, which is why it’s so crucial for you as a freshman to make it to Calculus on time. 

Unfortunately for you, the mathematics building is light years away from the Classical Mythology class you’ve just been let out of, and unless Hermes wants to drop down and let you borrow his shoes for a minute, you have no idea how you’re going to pull this off. When you took the university bus to school this morning you were under the impression that most of your classes would let out early, giving you plenty of time to walk from building to building and maybe even stop for a snack along the way. Now you’ve got ten minutes to travel from one corner of campus to the diagonal other and only a pair of legs to take you. 

The building you’re walking out of leads to the bordering sidewalk of one of the campus parking lots. You sigh as your eyes glance over every idol car, envying those who won’t have the same dilemma you’re facing today. Now that you think of it, you’re not even sure you’re heading in the right direction. This damn school is too big for its own good. 

A few feet in front of you you see a fellow student throwing his leg over the seat of an unmoving motorcycle, helmet in hand ready to envelop his head. The parking permit stuck to the small windshield looks different than the ones on the rest of the cars, indicating that it probably came from last year. You hope that means he’ll be familiar with the area. 

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Not A Date (5/?)

Summary: Bucky Barnes is an infamous player with a well-known reputation. Can he woo the wary girl who had her heartbroken too many times? Or will she woo him so he changes his ways?

Warnings: Swearing, College AU

Words: 1.4k

A/N: This is part five to my College AU! I’m assuming it’s gonna be within 4 to 5 more parts! Hope you guys enjoy. Also, my requests are still open! You can send requests/tag requests/ feedback here.

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| Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 |

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Pabo

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader
Genre: CollegeAU / Fluff / Angst / Possible Series?
Word Count: 882 

Summary: Getting technique tips from your boyfriends best friend sounded like a smart idea at first. Now it just sounds dirty…

Author’s Note: I’m thinking of making this into a series but I don’t know at this point. Also, Its my first scenario so please don’t judge it too harshly. Besides that, I hope you guys enjoy it! :)


“Okay, so what you’re going to wanna do is make an oval with your lips. Like this,” Namjoon made an exaggerated oval shape with his mouth as an example.

You tried to copy his lip shape as best as possible, while simultaneously trying to control your laughter at your current situation. I mean, getting your boyfriends best friend to give you tips on something you’ve been doing since you were sixteen is slightly embarrassing. The entire situation is just made worse by the fact that you and Namjoon are sat “criss-cross-applesause" style on the living room floor of you and your boyfriends shared apartment while Yoongi is studying at the library.

“Like this?” you asked while pointing at your now oddly contorted lips.

“Yeah like that! Okay, the next step is to flick your tongue lightly. That way-“Namjoon stopped as soon as he heard the front door slam shut.

“What the fuck is this?” Yoongi said while taking off his shoes.

You froze is place. Fuck. This was suppose to be a surprise for Yoongi, but of course, he just had to walk in at the worst time.

“Well, It was suppose to be a surprise but I guess thats not happening now,” you said while standing up and walking over to him. Yoongi still hadn’t moved from his spot in front of the door, even when you wrapped your arms around his torso to greet him. The expression on his face was a mixture of anger and worry and you giggled at what he must think of what was happening. “Namjoon was teaching me smoke tricks with my new vape, idiot.” Yoongi’s face instantly relaxed at your statement and wrapped one arm around your shoulders and gave you a light peck on the cheek. “You said you thought smoke tricks were hot so I figured I’d surprise you.” You slapped his chest lightly while walking back to your previous spot next to Namjoon on the couch.

“She wanted to learn how to do rings but the crack in the window keeps letting in a breeze, so they blow away as soon as she tries,” Namjoon said rolling his eyes while refilling his own tank with liquid.

“Don’t blame me,” Yoongi said shuffling around in the kitchen, looking for what I can only assume to be duct tape to cover the crack. “Y/N’s the one who told him about American football and gave him an actual ball to throw in the apartment.” He chuckled slightly at your inability to say no to showing Taehyung things from your home country. It started out with binge watching some old 80’s action movies and quickly escalated to him yelling “Hey Y/N! How far do you think I can throw this?” Luckily, that day ended shortly after Yoongi took the ball and chucked it at Tae’s forehead for breaking our window.

“Listen here. I only show him this stuff because he calls me every hour till I explain something new.” You said after getting annoyed with not being able to make a single ring. Both boys chuckled at your frustration. Yoongi playfully rolled his eyes at you while taking a strip of tape over to the window and patting it into place.

After filling up his tank with vape liquid, Namjoon packed up his bag and stood up from the couch, “Well I better go, Professor Basu just assigned a 7 page paper about the controversy of the law of quantum mechanics.”

“Is that even a real law?” you ask.

He shrugs, “According to my 300 dollar textbook it is.”

Yoongi grabs the T.V. remote and flops down on the couch beside you. “That’s what you get for being in the honors college.” He says without taking his eyes off the screen.

“Yeah, yeah. I know,” Namjoon says as he shuts the door behind him.  
The room goes quiet for a bit as you continue trying to get this trick down and Yoongi flips through the channels.

“So, are you really gonna learn how to do smoke tricks?” he asks out of no where. You smirk at his question knowing just how to get revenge on him for ruining his own damn surprise.
“Well, I already know how to do one,” you say while moving straddle his lap on the couch. His eyes go dark with lust and he licks his lips desperately.

“Which one?” he asks as you take a deep breath from your vape.

“French inhale,” you say as smoothly as possible and open your mouth slightly in order to allow the smoke to enter your nose. Yoongi’s jaw drops at the extremely basic smoke trick and swallows hard.

“Fuck, I love you.” He says deeply. You smirk and quickly get off the twenty-something year olds lap.

“I know,” you say as you walk towards the kitchen. “Now what do you want for dinner?” Yoongi lays his head over the arm of the couch in defeat and chuckles at how you just played him.

“You,” he says quietly, probably only meaning for himself to hear. You smirk and roll your eyes at his remark while looking through the bar counter window.

“Shut up, pabo,” you say while turning towards the fridge.

“I love you too babe.”

Midnight Masquerade - Part 6

Originally posted by beautiful-as-vampire

Genre: Vampire! AU | Angst | Fluff (Although, it’s beginning to become partly College/Uni! AU, and even some elements of Soulmate!AU cx)

Synopsis: Your best friend drags you into attending a masquerade ball with her, only to abandon you in the middle of the strange dance. Standing alone in the midst of a flurry of people, the events that play out here change the course of your life; only to leave you wondering; who is under the mask? 

Pairing: Reader X Yoongi (Ft. the other boys of BTS cx)

Word count: 2495 (Longest part yet cx)

Warnings: Mentions of biting (I believe that’s it?)

Series: Pt 1 | Pt 2 | Pt 3 | Pt 4 | Pt 5 | Pt 6 Pt 7 | Pt 8 | Pt 9 | Pt 10

(A/N: Finally finished this after a bit of writers’ block! I’m pretty happy how this turned out, but as always, I would really like to hear what you guys think!! Please let me know if you like how the story is going, or if there’s anything I can improve on, because I’m sure there’s a lot!)


The world around you seemed to stop, as your eyes remained fixated on Mina, her lips still curled up into a mischievous smirk, settling down into her seat and taking out her laptop amongst other things. How could she act so… normal, like nothing happened, like she wasn’t supposedly dead only a few days ago?

“What’s going on?” You hissed quietly, trying not to interrupt the lecturer. “How are you even here? And why do you look so… pale?” (Although, you reckoned you knew the answer to the latter.)

Mina looked up from typing frantically, turning her head to glance over at you, the familiar sparkle shimmering in her eyes. “(Y/N), you know we’re in the middle of a lecture right now, right?” She asked, her eyebrows raised expectantly. “Unless you want to miss out important stuff, you might wanna start writing.” She chuckled under her breath, looking straight ahead once again, leaving you in a fluster yet again.

You threw your arms up in frustration, huffing as you put pen to paper, beginning to scribble away as you tried desperately to focus on the professor’s rapid speech, his arms moving around as he pointed to the projection screen. And yet, you found your thoughts drifting off once again, as your writing hand slowed down, your eyes beginning to wander around the hall. You sighed, only for your breath to hitch as you spotted the guys from before, sitting a few seats down as they stared over at you, their eyebrows furrowed in confusion, it seemed, their eyes darting from Mina to you to Mina once again.

“What’s the big deal?” You muttered under your breath, frustrated to no end at the constant questions you were left with, your head still spinning. Your eyes shifted over to one of them specifically; the man with the jet-black hair, his slender fingers reaching up to brush his fringe away from his eyes. His gaze bored into you, as your eyes became fixated on him also, a sense of familiarity nagging at the back of your head. The two of you stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity, before the man finally tore his gaze away from you, turning to face the front once again. You did the same; and yet the strange feeling that overcame you, remained, constantly present in the back of your mind, urging you to find out more. You felt a strange connection to the man, drawing you towards him. You felt a strange need to be around him, and you wondered if he felt the same, or if you were simply delusional.

Your mind finally returned to reality, and you glanced ahead, only to realise that you had missed most of the lecture lost in the abyss of your own thoughts. A deep groan escaped from your throat as you realised you were going to have to get the notes off someone. You glanced over at Mina’s laptop, the screen covered in lines of writing, and you sighed, pushing your hair back as you leaned over to Mina, who was packing her things away, humming a tune.

“Mina…?” You asked hesitantly, as she turned to face you once again, a strangely sweet smile on her face, the vibrant colour of her lipstick contrasting with her newly pale skin, causing you to inwardly grimace. You felt like you didn’t even know her anymore; this new, elegant Mina was not the person you grew up with.

Pushing your thoughts aside, you asked, “Do you mind if I… uh, take a copy of your notes?” Mina met your anxious gaze with a cocky smirk, as she teased, “Were you too busy staring at Yoongi to take notes, hm?” You simply sat there, your eyes widened as she threw her head back in a laugh, saying, “Yeah, sure, I’ll email it you.” Yoongi? Was that his name? How did she know him? How had she even noticed you staring? She seemed to be intently and frantically typing the whole time. You felt a blush rising onto your cheeks at being caught, looking back in the direction of the boys, only to notice they were gone. You felt a strange tinge of disappointment - although you couldn’t tell why - picking up your things and following after Mina like a lost puppy.

**

Yoongi leaned back in his seat, exhaling in slight boredom. The lecturer droned on and on, monotone voice beginning to send Yoongi to sleep. His eyes began wandering around the hall, coming to a stop when he noticed Mina sitting with that girl again. His gaze fixated completely on you, only for you to shift your body around, your eyes stopping when you noticed him. Despite Namjoon looking up from his notes and nudging him to pay attention, he found that he couldn’t take his gaze off you; an invisible connection beginning to form between the two of you. However, it felt more like this connection, this string of fate between you was merely being repaired, rather than created anew.

The familiar feeling never left Yoongi’s mind, as he studied you carefully, noticing how your hair cascaded down your shoulders naturally. His eyes glazed over as his mind casted back to the night of the ball, and the girl that had - somehow - stumbled into his room. He recalled how her hair was the same hue as yours; her eyes held the same enchanting look as yours. A suspicion began to grow in his mind, as he wondered if the nagging thought in his mind was indeed correct. He vowed to find out more about you, one way or another, and work out why he felt such a strong need to be in your presence.

**

Sitting in the cafeteria, you quietly ate your lunch, Mina rambling away. Your mind wasn’t focused on the words coming out of her mouth, however. Instead, you were more concerned with the black-haired man. There was something so strangely familiar about him; from the way he constantly brushed his hair away from his eyes, to the distinct gaze in his eyes. As you thought about the translucent tone of his skin, your mind slowly began to make a connection between the “vampire” you had met at the ball - the one who had left you with a seemingly permanent scar on your neck - and the man from the lecture hall. A sense of foreboding rose through your chest, as you contemplated the possibility that they were one and the same. You couldn’t be sure - his mask covered most of his face after all - but the connection was there, and it scared you. You made a mental note to somehow find a way to question your mother, as you were certain she knew something about the matter.

“Earth to (Y/N)? Are you even paying attention?” Mina waved her hand in front of your face, bringing you back to reality, the thoughts pushed back to the back of your head. A small smile crept onto your face at her antics, as Mina finally seemed to be reverting back to her old self, despite the clear differences in her appearance. The smile soon faded however, once questions began to flood your mind again, as you squinted your eyes, studying her carefully.

“What?” Mina asked, her mouth stretching into a small O-shape. “Is there something on my face?”

“How are you alive?” You said abruptly, your tone surprising cold. “I could’ve sworn you were dead. I saw your lifeless body, Mina.”

“Ah… that’s a long story, you see..” Mina replied, her tone slightly anxious, as she fidgeted in her seat. “Besides, you probably won’t believe me anyways…” She mumbled the last sentence under her breath, and yet you surprisingly heard every word, your arms crossing over your chest.

“We have time. And trust me, I already have some ideas. I doubt it’ll shock me after what happened that night.” You self-consciously adjusted the turtleneck you were wearing, ensuring it covered the scar on your neck.

“I guess you deserve an explanation…” Mina sighed, settling in her seat. “It all started when we got separated in that massive place. I looked around but I couldn’t see you anywhere, what with that crowd of people.”

Mina stopped somewhere in the flurry of people, realising you were nowhere to be seen. “(Y/N)?” She called out, and yet there was no response. Wandering through the hall, she noticed how the elegant people around her were staring at her, their tongues flicking out briefly, running across their lower and upper lips in a swift motion, almost in a ravenous way. She furrowed her eyebrows, a strange sense of foreboding settling at the pit of her stomach at the way the people were gazing at her. This was definitely a strange ball, the people near like nothing she had seen before. They were all hauntingly beautiful, with their sculpted figures and clear skin. They were so strangely pale, she noted, pale beyond any human.

Her head swiveled around to spot a large door, the frame decorated with the most intricate carvings. Something about that door beckoned to her, enticing her to enter and discover what was inside. A few others followed behind her, also fixated on the same door. These others however, were like her, their skin tones much more human-like.

Walking slowly towards the door, Mina rested her hand on the cold handle, pushing it open, the door swinging open to reveal a darkened room, Mina only just able to make out what looked like a strange sort of labyrinth. Something inside her urged her forward, as she, along with the others, cautiously stepped in, attempting to navigate through the maze. Glancing upwards briefly, Mina spotted a glass window enclosed another room that looked over the maze, her eyes widening slightly as she saw those… “people”, mingling and conversing, some watching the maze intently, glass in hand.

“What is going on…?” Mina whispered out loud, spinning around when she heard the distinct sound of shuffling, and footsteps, like someone was coming closer. “I’m not staying to find out,” she thought to herself, spinning on her heels, only to run further and further into the maze, the same sound of footsteps following close behind. The sound became louder and louder, closer and closer, the cheers from above increasing as Mina felt a cold hand clasp her mouth, the other arms securing her in place. Her screams and protests were muffled by the hand, a sharp sting of pain spreading throughout her body as she felt something sink deep into her neck.

The last words she heard before she passed out was, “Now it’s simply time to see if she’ll turn, or if she’ll die, and we can finally feast…”

You didn’t realise you were, quite literally, on the edge of your seat throughout her story, your eyes wide. You finally began putting the pieces together; her lifeless body, the deep bite on her neck. She must’ve woken up after you ran, meaning that she was, in fact, one of them. What did that mean for her? Looking down at the table, you realised Mina had not touched her food even once, your hands shaking ever so slightly as the realisation hit you.

“So.. as ridiculous as this sounds…” you started, lowering your voice, although with the events that had unravelled in front of you, it didn’t seem as unbelievable anymore. “You’re basically a vampire now?”

“Apparently so,” Mina responded, flashing you a grin as the sparkle returned to her eyes. “At least, that’s what Seokjin told me.”

You stared at her in confusion, until she realised you had no idea what she was talking about.

“Oh, my bad.” She laughed, continuing, “After I woke up, the other people around people looked… disappointed, I suppose and they all moved away. All of them except a few. Seokjin was the first to approach me, he took my hand and helped me up,” she recounted, a smile on her face as she spoke at this new person. “Yoongi was there also - the guy you were staring at during the lecture - Jimin, Taehyung, Jungkook…” She counted off her things, rambling a list of names, and yet you continued to stare in confusion.

“They’re the only ones who actually bothered to explain what had just happened - I was confused as hell obviously - everyone else just walked away disappointingly.” She tutted, as you sat there, absorbing this new information.

Your blood ran cold as you realised that your suspicions were in fact correct - the mysterious man that had left you with the scar on your neck, was the one and same as Yoongi.

“Shit.” You cursed, as you yanked down your turtleneck, your fingers gently touching the mark. It burned under your touch and you retracted your hand in both pain and surprise. A white-hot searing pain spread through your head at this very moment, as you screamed out, your vision rapidly fading. It felt like deja-vu; this was the second time you were passing out in the past couple days, except this time it felt much more intense.

Mina immediately ran to your side, catching your convulsing body before you fell off your seat, as others began to rush over to you, a murmur spreading throughout the hall. A group of people pushed through the crowd, kneeling by your side, nodding at Mina. “What’s happening to her?” Mina asked in desperation, her question focused towards Namjoon who was anxiously staring at the scar on your neck. He reached to touch you, only for a low growl to come from Yoongi’s throat, as he said, “Don’t touch her.”

“Yoongi hyung…” Another boy, Jungkook said cautiously, slightly fearful by Yoongi’s sudden change in demeanour. “Your eyes…”

The others glanced from you to Yoongi, Namjoon attempting to take Yoongi away from the scene, advising him to keep his head down. “Yoongi, calm down, you’re going to blow your cover at this rate.” He walked him away, as Jimin offered to carry you, gently sliding his arms underneath your body, picking you up as he glanced down at you, sweat drops sliding down your face.

“Take her to the nurse’s office now.” Seokjin said with authority, his emphasis on the word ‘nurse’. Jimin nodded in understanding, walking away with your limp body, a few of the boys following close behind him.

“Seokjin, what happened?” Mina asked in desperation, clutching onto his arm with worry.

“Honestly, I can’t say for sure.” He replied, meeting Mina’s eyes with a soft gaze, encouraging her to calm down. “Although there’s a clear mark on her neck, meaning she was bitten at some point, this isn’t normal. It’s not normal for someone to react so… violently. This isn’t a normal case of a human being turned,” he said in a hushed voice, only worrying Mina even more.

“She might not survive.”

JB Imagine - College AU (Part 1)

A/N - A new series for the blog! When I wrote the college AUs for all of the members, it really made me want to make it into a series and when I talked about it a few weeks ago on here, everyone wanted it to be about Jaebum so that’s what I’ve decided to do! It’ll be loosely based on the previous AU I did so feel free to read that if you want but this series will go more in depth, of course. I have some good plans for this one so I hope you all enjoy~

Part 2

First day of university. No big deal. Apart from the fact that when you walk into that room, it’ll determine all of your peers’ opinions of you. No pressure. Taking a deep breath, you pushed open the door and walked into the room. There were six people already sat down looking as nervous as you felt apart from one boy. He stood out from the others who all looked the part of an English student. Everything about him screamed music or something like that, rather than studying Victorian literature. Whoever he was, he intrigued you. A girl you recognised from visiting the university a few months before starting was sat two seats away from him, meaning you could get closer to this ever so strange boy who seemed to exude an intimidating yet inviting aura.

You spoke to the girl beside you and quickly caught up on the time spent away from each other. The nerves that had filled you before were slowly dissipating as you waited for the professor to come in and start the seminar. When the professor walked in, the already quiet classroom turned silent. Everyone was feeling the nerves and didn’t want to be the first to break the silence. Thankfully, the professor was more than willing to be the one to do so. 
“Okay, so I hear this is the first seminar for most of you. Not bad. Things are going to be somewhat relaxed with me,” she said, “but don’t expect it to get too relaxed in here. I want you all to succeed and I plan to get all of you to a point where instead of sitting in silence, you know everything about each other and the way you all think. The best way to do that? Extract analysis. I’ll split you off into groups of three and you can read through excerpts from different Shakespearean texts and discuss with your peers what it all means. Then, we can feedback to everyone else and learn something new about the way we all analyse literature because I’m sure all of you will have a lot to say about these texts.” 

The professor walked around the room, assigning everyone to groups and, just your luck, the mysterious boy was with you and the girl you were sat beside. Once you were handed the extract, you immediately read through it and made notes. This was exactly what you loved about English and it really drew you in being able to analyse the ways in which characters speak. You started the conversation between the three of you and read off a few of the points you had made. All throughout the discussion, the boy didn’t say anything and instead just stared at you. He barely even looked at the other girl because his eyes were just on you. Every now and then you’d make eye contact with him and blush from his intense stare but would still continue to talk about the piece. There was a short break in the conversation and he spoke for the first time. 
“While I agree with what the two of you are saying, are you just ignoring the underlying message of the whole extract? Yes the obvious points are there as you have so kindly pointed out, but how can you not see that this is simply Hamlet’s cry for help. He’s shown so many signs of hesitation yet no one seems to think that’s his way of asking someone else to just avenge his father for him. Everyone seems to think he delays because the timing isn’t right but in reality, he is just waiting for someone like Fortinbras to invade Denmark and kill his uncle so he doesn’t have to because he can’t bear the weight of the guilt on his shoulders.”

Now it was your turn to stare. Where had all that come from? One minute he was just silent and then the next he was articulating such an extravagant point that you had never even thought to consider. It was rather impressive albeit intimidating. Before you could add your own comments to his point, the professor called for everyone to stop discussing within the groups and instead to share their thoughts with everyone else. The rest of the seminar flew by and before you knew it, you had to pack up your stuff and leave. You noticed the mysterious boy give you a smirk as he left the classroom but didn’t pay much attention to it since you didn’t even know the guy’s name. Since your next lecture wasn’t for another two hours, you decided to take the time to just sit and read one of the assigned texts for the following week.

As you walked into one of the communal study areas, you spotted an old friend of yours who you hadn’t seen in a few years. 
“Jackson!”
“Wow, (Y/N) I didn’t know you were coming here!”
“Same goes for you. It’s good to see you though. What are you studying?”
“Physics.”
“Wow, smart people stuff.”
“Yeah, I guess. I presume you’re doing English since you would never stop talking about it when we were younger.”
“Of course. Wouldn’t have it any other way.”
“Proud of you, girl. Hey, any chance you saw my friend JB in there? I know he’s just had a seminar.”
“Um, maybe? What does he look like?”
“Wears black skinny jeans all the time with giant sweaters in an attempt to look cool. Has a lot of piercings, insanely beautiful and clear skin. Pretty dreamy brown eyes.”
“Sounds like you have a crush. But yeah he seems familiar. Does he ever talk a lot?”
“Not really, he’s got a bit of a ‘bad boy’ reputation he likes to keep up. Actually you’ll be able to find out for yourself if you know him since he’s walking over here.” Turning around, you saw the exact boy you were sat beside in the seminar walking over to you and Jackson. Part of you wanted to talk to him but the other part wanted to avoid him completely. Of course he was friends with Jackson. Murphy’s law dictated this would happen and you weren’t happy about it. Instead of moping to yourself, you just had to try and have a proper conversation with him and ignore the fact that you were noticing everything Jackson had said. His skin really was beautiful and his eyes were such a deep, lovely colour. Now you realised that you had been staring and tried to avert your eyes away from him before he could notice. Too late. You heard him chuckle to himself before talking to Jackson. 
“Jinyoung, Bambam and I were talking about going out tonight, fancy joining us, Jackson? Providing you don’t get too wasted of course.”
“Can’t make any promises there, JB. You know once I’ve had one beer I need to have five more.”
“I do know. Not a fun aftermath. But want to join us anyway, you can bring this lovely lady with you too if you want.”
“What do you say, (Y/N)?”
“Maybe. I don’t think I’m doing anything tonight.”
“Perfect,” JB said, “can’t wait to see you there.”
“What happened in that seminar you guys had?”
“Nothing unusual, why?”
“Well he just winked at you. JB never flirts with anyone apart from his cat.”
“I’m sure it was nothing, Jackson. Now I need to actually study and do some work.”
“Oh, of course. I’ll let you get on with it. I’ll text you later about going out tonight.”
“Sure thing. See you later.”

Sitting down, you put your head in your hands. What even was that wink? You had said to Jackson it was probably nothing but inside you were questioning everything. Even though the two of you had barely spoken to each other, there was definitely some spark there, wasn’t there? Who even knows. He was probably just being friendly and probably didn’t even wink either. But there was also the question about going out with Jackson, JB and their friends. It could get a bit awkward but could also be the perfect opportunity to get to know this JB person. Besides, he was also an English student so getting to know him might not be too bad, right?

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EXO COLLEGE AU SERIES; XIUHAN

In which Luhan is a dance major who’s crushing hard on Kim Minseok, a cute guy from art department that coincidentally shares a same class together.

“Come on Minseok, I know you want ‘the good good’.”
“I don’t even know what 'the good good’ is, Luhan, so please… Just let me excuse myself, I have something else to do.”
“Don’t you see my love for you? I’m in love with you.”
“And I’m late for my liberal art class.”
“You can be my one and only sexy thang.”
“Still nope, try harder.”
“Don’t have to, because I’m already hard for you.”
“OH MY GOD LUHAN PLEASE.”

Not A Date (4/?)

Summary: Bucky Barnes is an infamous player with a well-known reputation. Can he woo the wary girl who had her heartbroken too many times? Or will she woo him so he changes his ways?

Warnings: Swearing, Mentions of Alcohol, College AU

Words: 2k

A/N: This is part 4 to my College AU. Hope you all enjoy it! Send me requests/tag requests here!

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Coming Soon | Freak

BTS X READER | COLLEGE AU | THRILLER AU

series warnings: stalking, gore, strong language, substance abuse, murder, graphic smut, emotional blackmail, cyberbullying and non-con

Originally posted by areyou-stillawake

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The final year of college is here, and Y/N thinks she’s got it all planned out. She and her boyfriend Jungkook are looking at apartments together, her best friend Hoseok had finally got the girl he’d pined over for almost ten years, and her brother Yoongi had just nicely established a music production company. Everything was perfect, or so she thought.

Little does she know that he’s being watching her every move for years, observing the way she interacted with her circle of friends, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. He’s a predator, and they’re his prey. He knows all of their darkest secrets, and it isn’t long before he starts sharing.

They say the final year of college is supposed to be the best;
but for them it might just be their last.

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Roommates - Part 1: Room D103

My new College!AU series that you guys voted for ages ago, is finally here.
I´d like to say that I will most likely upload this once a week and that I don´t really have a concrete idea on where this is going but I hope you guys don´t mind and enjoy the ride.

I have to warn you though, this is going to be full of clichés, weird coincidences and all in all the flufflyest fluff in the world of fluff, paired with the occasional smut.
If that´s your thing, than have fun reading Room D103

When you arrive at college, everything is supposed to change. You want to become a new person, leave behind the things that happened to you in your hometown and try to make some new friends and fit in.
But what happens if you end up with a roommate, who is not only a guy, but also a handsome football player/most annoying jerk on the whole planet?

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Length: 1722 Words

Warnings: fluff, smut (not yet but in later chapters)

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You couldn´t have been more excited to finally leave for college.
This was what you had been dreaming about for four years now. Especially after all the crap that happened to you in high school.
But you were done with this now. Your decision to move over 1000 Miles away seemed more right than ever.
You were pulling up into the driveway of the Michigan State University, your small car full to the top with all the stuff you brought from home.
In the end it had been more stuff than you expected but you hoped your new roommate wasn´t going to mind.
You had been kinda excited to meet your new roommate for weeks now, especially since you were usually a little shy around new people.
But this was going to be the start of a new life, a new you.
You were going to become a teacher and you were going to become a whole other person.
The sun was shining, and even though it wasn´t exactly warm, you were enjoying it.
It was pretty busy out in the parking lot and when you opened the trunk to get out the first of your boxes, someone immediately stumbled into you, making you loose your balance and fall onto the sidewalk.
“Shit, I´m so sorry, didn´t see you there”, that someone said and you grabbed the reached out hand before looking into the eyes of a small redhead that was looking at you in worry. 

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Byun Baekhyun//Psych - Part 4

Originally posted by dodyo

Summary: After a month of being broke at college, you finally find a place to stay, but the only con is that there is nine other people you have to share a house with - one in particular who makes it his mission to irritate you at every turn - but they’re hiding something from you. Something big. (Part 4/6)
Scenario: Werewolf!AU, college!AU, series
Word Count: 5,765

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Not A Date (8/9)

Summary: Bucky Barnes is an infamous player with a well-known reputation. Can he woo the wary girl who had her heartbroken too many times? Or will she woo him so he changes his ways?

Warnings: Swearing, College AU

Words: 2.1k

A/N: This is part 8 to my College AU. There will only be one part after this one. Thank you all for reading! Send tag requests/feedback here.
Also my requests are still open so please send some in (I will begin writing requests right after this series is done).

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“Do Me Bad” (Pt3) (M)

Part 1, Part 2, Part 4Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10

Member: Sehun from EXO

Genre: College!au: smut

A/N: This is kind of a build up episode for the drama that’s gonna happen in part 4. sorry it took me so long to post this, here have smut as my apology ;)


-“I’m in your room……you can either join me or not…. ;)”

“Y/N who are you texting? Come on I haven’t seen you in two weeks and you can’t even have a decent lunch with me without using your phone the entire time. I miss you.” Jongin said as your face focused itself on the text message that lit up your phone.

“I’m sorry I just…..I have been really busy with school and forgot about things.” You said as you turned your eyes away from the phone.  “Are you texting your teacher?” he said with a mocking tone. “No…..” you replied. “Then quit lying! If you don’t want to tell me the truth then just say nothing. Whatever…I lost my appetite anyways” He raised his voice as he stood up from your lunch table and headed to his next class.

You’ve been hanging out with Sehun for the past two weeks and didn’t even notice how much you’ve neglected your other friends, Especially Jongin.

You kept your relationship a secret for now because neither of you wanted to rush things and sneaking around was starting to thrill you more than you wanted to admit.


“Ugh Jongin’s mad at me!” you threw your bag on the floor as you entered your room, Sehun sat on the edge of your bed with his phone. “I love sneaking around with you and keeping this thing to ourselves but I think it’s starting to affect the people around us” you said, walking over to him and standing between his legs as his hands grabbed your waist, pulling you closer. “Don’t worry baby he’ll get over it soon” he reassured you, his mouth moving to your neck to leave a trail of kisses. “You have 30 minutes until my next class starts” you let your head fall back as a moan escaped your lips. “Oh don’t worry baby I can make you moan more than that in 30 minutes” he smirked back at you.


“I think Y/N has a boyfriend and she won’t tell me about him.” Jongin said as he walked up the hallway with Sehun and Chanyeol by his side. “Why do you think that?” Chanyeol let out a laugh. “The hickeys she tries to hide all the time…the constant texting and shutting me down…..not to mention that I heard her roommate tell your girlfriend that she heard her in her room with someone else.”

“Oh please she doesn’t have a boyfriend she probably bruised herself because she’s clumsy and the guy in her room…..you know could be just her having fun by herself…” Sehun smirked at Jongin. He rolled his eyes and glared at Sehun. “And to think that I wanted to ask her to the Valentine’s Day party with me…” He chuckled. “I mean, if you really like her you should at least try Jongin. If she likes you back she won’t be able to say no” Chanyeol shot him a smile.

“NO YOU CAN’T!” Sehun shouted, bringing both of the boys’ attention to him. “AH YOU JUST CAN’T OK?” he continued. “And why is that Sehun?” Jongin raised his eyebrow. “Because she already told me that she’s going with someone else!” He mumbled out, trying to think of something. “Sehun didn’t you just try and prove that Y/N didn’t have a boyfriend?” Chanyeol squinted at him. “Uh….yeah I saw her kissing someone after yesterday’s football game.” He coughed. “Y/N doesn’t go to football games. I don’t know who you think you saw but it probably wasn’t her.” Jongin scoffed.

“Fine suit yourself. Ask her out do whatever you want but I won’t be there when she rejects you.” Sehun said, walking away from the two boys towards his own room.

“We have a problem.” Sehun stormed in as you laid naked in his bed, a smirk on your face. “I can solve it for you”.  “Oh babe I love you so much, but before I fuck you senseless I need to tell you something.” He said as he sat on the edge of his bed. “What is it baby?” you sat up, the blanket slipping from your upper body, attracting Sehun’s eyes with it. “You know what? It can wait.” He said as he grabbed you by your waist, pulling you into a hungry kiss. Your hand slowly slipped under his white t-shirt as he helped you take it off. His hands both dropped you down on the bed as he climbed up on you, his lips traveling from your neck to your stomach, to your thigh until he stopped to shot you with a smirk.

“Baby girl you’re so wet…..have you been thinking about me?” you chuckled at his saying. “You have no idea. Please touch me baby.” He licked his lips before he dived his tongue in your burning core, his other hand traveling to your breast, squeezing lightly as his thumb brushed back and forth on your nipple. The touch of his tongue was the exact feeling of friction you’ve been craving all day long. Your hips bucked up as both of his hands grabbed your hips and pinned them down forcefully. His lips sucked lightly at your clit and his tongue circled it with pressure. Every circle making you cry out a moan. You grabbed the back of his head, your fingers tagging at his hair, making him hum against your core.

He added more pressure to his sucking and 2 more circles finished you undone. You moaned loudly in his room, earning a well obnoxious smirk from him. “Your turn” you wrapped your legs around his waist as you flipped him over so you were on top of him. You laid your body across his, your wet core brushing against his black jeans. Quickly you took them off with pleasure and threw them across the room. Reaching for a kiss as your bare bodies touched, you slowly began to grind your hips against his now hard cock, making him moan on your lips. “Fuck babe no teasing tonight.” He mumbled with his eyes closed, lips slightly touching yours. You grinded your hips harder against him this time, making him hiss as his grip on your hips tightened. Slowly his hands guided you against his hard on as both of you rolled your hips in perfect rhythm.

“Ride me already before I explode for fucks sake Y/N” he let out, panting against your open lips. “As you wish daddy….” You leaned and whispered in his ear, kissing his lobe and biting slightly. The next second he pushed you hard down his cock, his entire length filling you without a warning. Your walls stretched and your moans began to synchronize with his as you laid on him, rolling your hips down his length back and forth until you found the right rhythm. His hand gripped at your ass, squeezing it to relieve his building orgasm as his other hand traveled between your bodies to rub your clit in rough motions. 

“Fuck-“ you moaned against his teeth as they bit on your lower lip. “Moan for me baby girl” His lips moving to mark a hickey on your neck. You kept the rhythm slow but began to roughen it as you felt another warm feeling surrounding your stomach before you moaned out his name and arched your back away from him. As he felt your walls crash down on him, he buckled his hips up as he thrust in a couple more times, grabbing your hips and pulling you up to lean against his folded knees, arching your back as you enjoyed those last thrusts. The orgasm hit Sehun hard, making him moan loudly across the room. You pulled away from him and fell on his panting chest, ruffling your fingers in his silver hair.

“Round two?” you whispered in his ear. “You’re not as innocent as you let yourself out to be” his deep voice surrounded your ear. “And you only now figured that out?” you chuckled as he stood up without a word, lifting you up so your legs wrapped around his waist. He placed you on his kitchen counter and spread your legs apart to make space for his figure. “No, I did the first time I laid my eyes on you. You’re not like the others Y/N”.