Less Of You | Pjm Sm Au

less of you | pjm sm au

🖇 synopsis:

– girl code rule #1: never, ever, under any circumstances fall for your best friend’s crush. but what happens when your best friend’s crush checks all the boxes of your ideal guy… and to make matters worse… he’s crazy about you too.

pairing: fratboy!jimin x dancer!reader

fic type: social media au

side ships: yoongi x oc, jimin x oc, namjin, taekook(?)

genre: college au | angst!! smut and a some fluff.

status: ongoing

updates: everyday.

A/N: timestamps make sense throughout the fic. to be added to the taglist, send me an ask !! feedback is highly !! appreciated, it’s the motivation i need to keep the fic going nd fun for you guys!!<33

parts:

prologue 

character profiles: jimins squad

character profiles: yns loveys

part one: dirty talk

part two: potential to fuck

part three: shirtless vampire

part four: dark side

part five: drunken mistakes

part six: clear connection

part seven: hypothetically speaking

part eight: ground rules

part nine: slumber party

part ten: absolutely insufferable

part eleven: good together

part twelve: incoming call

Josh Kiszka at the Hollywood Palladium, Los Angeles, CA © Mathew Tucciarone

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God, I had this half finished on my computer for over a week. This was a request I received a while ago. Hope it satisfies! If you were the one who sent it, I’d like it if you sent me another ask to tell me your opinion. Also, folks, please use protection! I don’t condone just fucking a stranger without a condom. This is a fantasy! Love you all ♥

You were always excited to work with music magazines, being a stylist for photoshoots of all sorts, because that way you got to meet a ton of your own idols – and of course you got to do their make-up; touching a world famous rock star’s face never got old. Most of them were very nice, some of them really funny, and you loved watching them pose for the photographers. Once during one of your first sets, you watched a legendary front man absolutely destroy an electric guitar while the rest of the band stood expressionless around him with their arms crossed in front of their chests. That day, you’d decided never to go back to the ordinary salon you’d worked at before.

When you received a date and a time to meet with Greta van Fleet, you’d barely even recognized the name, let alone known any of the members’ names. But as soon as you walked into the studio to greet everyone and set up your work station, you were blown away. You didn’t know they were going to be so young! Every one of them had flawless skin and you weren’t quite sure what you were supposed to touch up, but you knew you were going to end up using concealer and a little bit of anti-flashback powder anyway.

All four of the members were occupied talking to the photographer when you stepped into the threshold and spread your collection of products out on the vanity. When you were done, the photographer, Andy, called you over to say hi, and faced with four stunning young men looking at you, you felt yourself blush as you stepped up to them with a smile and held out your hand to introduce yourself.

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How come semi trucks in Europe look like “toot toot :)” and in North America they look like “HONK HOOOOOOOONK >:|”

Darling. Chapter 1.

This is chapter one of a fic I’ve been messing around with lately. I’m obsessed with it already and have many MANY ideas and theories in mind for how this could go. I’m proud of this. Please enjoy and LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK.

I love you all, thank you for you kindness and support.

Please enjoy.

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Your morning started out with the usual blasting alarm sending you quickly into the normal routine. You know the drill, it begins with an exasperated groan, then you get up and get dressed, makeup, hair, the usual “simplistic but kinda trying” look. After you’re finished, undoubtedly rushing after procrastinating on the internet for far too long, you get picked up and head to your interview of the day to talk about your new single and what you have in store. The fact that this is normal now, mind boggling, but normal… Extremely new, but this is what your life has become. Writing music, playing music, talking about music, and you get paid to do it! The thought alone brings butterflies into your stomach. This is all you’ve wanted for so long.

The drive to the radio studio was simple, an iced coffee was placed in your hands to perk you up; the sheer excitement coursing through your veins was enough for you to get going, but turning down a coffee is sacrilegious, so you accepted the caffeine kick with a smile. You were giddy, to put simply, there’s no other way to describe it. 

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bloom.mp3 ↠ han jisung

◦ genre: college!au, soundcloud rapper!au, idiots to lovers!au, frat boy!au; fluff

◦ pairings: reader x jisung

◦ word count: 15.8k

◦ description: when linkin park enthusiast, soundcloud rapper j.one begins to write love songs, han jisung knows it’s over for him.

◦ warnings: explicit language, mentions of alcohol, suggestive remarks

◦ a/n: two months writing hiatus & I’m back with a (non-angst) han fic !!! enjoy this mess that has too many frat references, questionable drinking habits, and a whole lot of love for j.one :)

one.

Jisung knows that whenever Hyunjin asks to study in the library, they are doing anything but studying.

But if he’s paying that much to attend college, away from the comfort of his own home where he doesn’t have to do his own dishes and laundry, he might as well take advantage of the facilities that the university has to offer. Like that one saying: when life gives you lemons, make lemonade. Except he actually hates lemonade, but he’d still drink it if that one sustainability org on campus gives them out for free in those reusable glass bottles with smiley lemon stickers on them.

It’s not the actual branding of the lemonade that appeals to him (though he does like yellow)—it’s the fact that it’s free.

Because that’s probably the hottest thing you could ever say to a college student.

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