SUMMARY: Soulmates; most people in the world look forward to meeting theirs. One of them would be you, the problem is your soulmate; who’s a grade-A asshole and is trying to convince you that you’ve got the wrong guy even though it clearly says on your wrist—Min Yoongi.
WARNINGS:swearing, implied sexual content, 18+, nsfw
iced chai tea, the smell of freshly baked pastries, and the 142-page script you were currently trying to memorize and annotate. That’s what you consider a pretty average day.
Aroma Mocha was filled to the brim, and more the usual. The quiet cafe was the closest one to your campus, thus making it a default hangout zone for most of the students, including yourself and your best friend Wheein.
“Iced chai tea, mocha frappe, and a mango passionfruit cake slice of Y/N!” You hear your name being called, so you leave Wheein and your table where you’ve set up all your papers to go grab it.
Apparently Aroma Mocha was having a 10% off discount on Iced Americanos today, that explains the longer than usual lines and the increase in students.
You reach the counter where Seokjin, the owner of the cafe; who’s become your close friend— is the one who gives you your tray. “Thank you jinnie!”
Jin nods with a smile, before proceeding to grab what seems to be a large iced americano. “Iced Americano for Min Yoongi!” He yells in an obnoxiously (seems to be louder as well) voice that has you freezing in your place.
See here’s the thing about the world. Once a person turns 18, their once barren wrists would suddenly hold a name, a name that could belong to someone they know, someone they don’t, someone they’ve never met or someone they’re enemies with— and that person is deemed to be their soulmate.
At age 21, you really were excited to meet your soulmate. All the exciting stories of love that you’ve heard from your parents (who were also soulmated), as well as friends, have made your excitement inevitable. For 21 years, you’ve been excited to meet someone you’ve been waiting for all your life.
And today seems to be the day.
Min Yoongi— the name that was seemingly imprinted on your wrist. The same name that Jin had just loudly called for.
You turn slowly, seeing a black-haired, cat-eyed man begrudgingly make his way towards the counter towards a smirking Seokjin, apprehension clear on his features.
You opt to leave your tray unattended on the counter for a bit, to approach the feline eyed man (who’s apparently your soulmate)
with hesitation, you tap his shoulder once. “Uhm hi.” You mumble, giving a shy wave as well once he turns towards you with an indifferent look that almost has you flinching.
“I couldn’t help but hear, but the barista called your name, you’re Min Yoongi right?” You ask.
Your soulmate tilts his head to the side, eyebrow-raising.
“What is it to you.” Now that has you flinching.
You steel your nerves, and with a shy smile, you offer. “I’m Ahn Y/N.” no reaction. “Uhm, as in your soulmate?” You whisper.
Your soulmate grunts, looking away as if nothing happened, as if you haven’t just dropped a bomb of a lifetime.
“Uhm… d-did you hear what I said-“ you begin, but are cut off
“Impossible.” He mutters.
Your face scrunches up in disbelief. “What do you mean? Your name is right here.” You reason, pulling down the black hair tie covering the soulmate mark on your wrist and showing it to him.
Your soulmate— Yoongi, tsks and flicks his fingers as a sign of dismissal. “You’ve got the wrong guy.” He says and starts to walk away.
You start to panic and grab his arm lightly to stop him. “Uhm c-can I at least see your soulmar-“ you don’t even finish the sentence before he’s yanking his arm back. “I’m busy. Do not grab me again, or I’m yelling assault. I’m not interested.” He exclaims eyebrow raised.
You frown, palms clenching. “O-Okay, I’m sorry.” You mutter, and watch as he scoffs, walking away to sit at his designated table.
You make your way back to your tray on the counter, sending Jin a sad smile that has him frowning even more; clearly having seen the interaction with yoongi.
You make your way back to your table, where your best friend sits, frowning as well. “What the fuck was that?”
“Uhm I think that was my soulmate.” You respond, sitting down and placing her drink in front of her.
“What happened?” Wheein inquires, not missing the opportunity to throw a nasty glare at the man.
“H-He said I had the wrong guy and that he wasn’t interested. Didn’t even show me his soulmark.” You whisper, eyes looking down towards the script in front of you.
“What a fucking asshole,” Wheein grumbles, standing up and getting ready to fight.
You panic and grab her. “No no no, there’s no need to fight, just chill whee, it’s not worth it.” You try to convince her.
She huffs and begrudgingly sits back down.
“Besides maybe he’s right, maybe he’s not my Min Yoongi.” You reason, but that has Wheein scoffing out loud.
“Whether he really is your soulmate or not, he’s an asshole.” She exclaims with a deep sigh. “Well we’re not gonna let your asshole soulmate get away with this.
“Payback?” You whisper, the corners of your lips turning up slightly.
“Payback.” your bestfriend echos, smirk on her face.
Min Yoongi better get ready because he had a whole storm coming his way.
SUMMARY:being the first female valorant pro-player in the male scene was a HOT issue on its own, as much as it was celebrated by men and women alike, there were a few people who expressed their displeasure with being leagued with a woman. A few backhanded compliments were thrown here and there by pros and the ONE that you couldn’t ignore was by a certain Min Yoongi.
PAIRING: min yoongi x f!reader
GENRE / RATING: enemies to fwb to lovers / streamer!au / pro-players!bangtan + reader / smut, 18+
WARNINGS:NSFW,swearing, degradation, edging, sex toys… tbc.
“So chat, what’s everyone been up to?” you ask as you pet your adorable cat– Loki
☁⋆ TenZSimp : congrats on making the team by the way! We can’t wait to see you in action for challengers!
“Thank you! I’m really excited to play challengers as well! Everyone is an amazing teammate and I can’t wait to kick some ass.” you reply with a smile pointed towards the webcam.
All of the sudden, chat floods, viewership jumps up by a couple thousand and you can barely keep up with all of the traffic. You can see your mods Soobin & Taehyun try to reign in the chaos.
You squints towards the screen a little bit before reading out a message out loud.
“ ‘lmao have you seen suga’s tweet?’ No I have not, why? Is it important?” You ask. In reality, you really shouldn’t have asked to be honest, because it only brought a new whole barrage of messages from chat.
hopeclutch : LMAO SHE DOESN’T KNOW YET
Jimmyjams : I mean, suga was right LMAO who does she think she is.☒BannedbySoobinie
sugacracker : Even JasonR shaded her LMAOOOO, women do not belong in the male pro leagues! ☒Banned byTaehyunPlays
All the new messages from a distinctfanbase has you scrunching your eyebrows. You pull out your phone that had been charging on the other side of the desk to pull up the dreaded bird app.
And there clear as day, was the tweet that everyone in chat was talking about.
@SugaOfficial : Sentinels really thought replacing Jay with a boosted e-girl is gonna make them win, guaranteed L.
9882 replies | 12,548 retweets | 32,434 likes
That makes you chuckle out loud, full on cackling.
☁⋆Y/Nbuns : oh god it’s the evil cackle….
☁⋆☑ Soobinie : oop, it’s about to go doooown!
☁⋆☑ TaehyunPlays : LMAOOOOOOO
With your Valorant screen still open, you switch scenes and go to the leaderboard. Quickly searching for you name that has the rank rating of 879, with the standing of Radiant #6 in NA.
“Exhibit A.” You say out of context, making those bangtan simps in your chat spam questions marks.
You proceed to go down the list, way down to immortal #157, and there– attached to it was the name BGN Suga.
“Exhibit B.” You say smugly, smirking at the camera. Your fans were going crazy in chat, everyone spamming the burn emote you had exclusively for subs.
☁⋆☑ Soobinie : NAUUUUUR, so much noise for someone down bad.
☁⋆ JihyoCenter : one thing men will always have is AUDACITY.
“Seems like I’m not the one who’s the boosted e-girl, blondie.” You scoff, knowing full well Bangtan’s Suga has caused an uproar with thirsty fans when he revealed he had gone blonde a few weeks ago.
“Soobinie, Taehyunie if you don’t mind banning all the bangtan weirdos in my chat. Let the nice ones stay but if you are a misogynistic prick who can’t handle a woman being better than a boy in a video game– then you are not welcomed in my community.” You tell your mods, and you can see them spring into action in chat. Your own subscribers agreeing with you 100%.
As your chat purge commences, you grab your phone once again, opening twitter to post a tweet of your own.
@Y/NJaded: funny how some people think they can now ‘win’ when they’re up against a woman, buddy you are below me in ranking too, how’s it feel down there immortal 157 LMAO
SEND. With a smirk, you start to say your ending ment to finish the stream. Your phone begins to ping with notifications, clearly in response to the bold tweet– and between you and the next person, it’s really nothing personal; you conclude, before histweet, you were just gonna take the upcoming tourney as a chill start to the season, but now– one thing’s for sure, you cannot wait to destroy Min Yoongi’s ass during challengers.
↳You can’t help but wonder what the hell is going on inside of the quiet angry guy’s head who’s always brooding under the big oak tree. Life isn’t kind, Yoongi knows that from first hand experience, but the curious girl who always watches him is.
a/n: no this isn’t sponsored by panera lmao but Jin is definitely onto something about their mac ‘n cheese lmk what you thought and let’s chat about ur Panera orders (thanks for reading)
↳You can’t help but wonder what the hell is going on inside of the quiet angry guy’s head who’s always brooding under the big oak tree. Life isn’t kind, Yoongi knows that from first hand experience, but the curious girl who always watches him is.
pairings:Yoongi x Reader (I’m sorry, I swear I’m writing other things too)
rating: 18+ / Mature / Explicit
c/w & themes: Comfort, fluff, angst, smut (grinding, oral, fingers, penetration, unprotected sex), referenced drug use, also, the words “palms are sweaty” are somewhere in here, have fun trying not to think “Mom’s spaghetti” when you read it.
author’s note: Wrote this based on a really beautiful, sweet scene in the HBO show Betty. I highly, highly recommend you check it out. Dedicated to @mochilatae for being an incredible roomie, friend, inspiration, and guide; @purplehearts1996 for writing a wonderful comfort fic for me when I was really in my feels; and @skyys-universe for always making everything softer, better, and happier. Thanks, ladies. Such a good time!
Yoongi’s lips taste like teriyaki. He probably had chicken for lunch. On the sweeter side. Not the place across the street from the studio. They’re a little heavy-handed on the soy sauce.
“Missed you,” he whines, his frame pinning you down to your bed. “Need you.”
“Need?” you ask, surprised at the word. You hadn’t been concerned. You never really are with him. He certainly didn’t seem upset when he called and asked if you were home. Maybe he, through the peephole, was a bit more eager than usual for the door to open. But when he saw you in nothing but your mauve, satin camisole and matching shorts, he looked like he always looks when he looks at you. Just… sure. Simply sure.
synopsis:You and Yoongi live on the same floor in the same dorm. You walk home together after class. And you hang out all the time, in study groups, or just around campus. So, why hasn’t he seen your room yet?
genre: F2L, college!AU
word count: 10,412
content warnings: Loss of virginity, vanilla smut, oral sex, vaginal sex, handjob, fingering, cursing, thoughts about rough sex
author’s note:Ahuge shoutout to Pandorable for her gentle nudges that lead to seismic revelations. I’m so, so grateful to you! (And if you haven’t read her stuff yet, you’re missing out…)
This is my first submission as part of the network! Really excited to be sharing with all of you!
Jagged cement has given way to a tiny tendril of green.
And in an attempt to protect it, Yoongi dashes his arm against your unfortunate stomach, which you have been trying to hide for the months that you’ve known him.
An embarrassed and gentle laugh chases the “sorry” that similarly collides into your nervous cough.
Both of you pause, eyes glancing. Each of you keep one foot, his left, and your right, on the lot, and one foot on the curb, his right shoe and your left shoe on either side of the tendril breaking free.
“It’s fine,” you mumble shyly, eyes downcast, forearms pinned to your belly.
“It’s just…” Yoongi looks hopelessly out at the rest of the lot that your path back from class leads you through. His eyes rove sadly over the idle bulldozers secured by temporary fences with torn, fluttering, black trash bag-like plastic inexplicably wrapping the first four feet from the ground up. Clearly, protecting the tendril is futile, but if Yoongi doesn’t at least try, then he wouldn’t be who he is.
an ⋮ hello, im super sorry this is late! life has been a little busying and i didn’t have much time to write, i apologize! but here it is! hearing y’all’s feedback motivates me a lot, so don’t be afraid to talk to me! and can we pls pretend those dms are tinder chats? i didn’t have a layout LMAO SORRY!!!
