Misconception Of Love - Chwe Vernon

misconception of love - chwe vernon

vernon x gn!reader

word count: ~2.1k

warning(s): fluff, academic rivals?, e2l (kind of), vernon is called an idiot but not in a malicious way, it’s just light hearted banter and competition(?), let me know if i forgot anything!

hi @rasparagus! it’s your secret santa ❄️! i hope that this story meets your expectations 🥺 - i had fun writing it and getting to know you a little bit! ^-^ if you ever want to talk more my dm’s are always open (or were in the svthub so we can talk on discord!). <3

“you’re in my seat.” your eye twitches a little as you look up at vernon, who’s standing off to your left.

“it’s college, chwe, there’s no assigned seating.” you grumble before going back to writing in your planner.

“yeah but that seat has the best view of the board and it’s far enough from the speakers that it doesn’t hurt my ears and the vent is close but far enough that it’s not unbearable.” he rambled.

“you’re unbearable,” you sigh before setting your pen down. “just sit somewhere else for today, it won’t kill you.”

“but what if it does? then you’ll have that weighing on your shoulders for the rest of your life.”

“i already have my student debt weighing me down, you’re gonna have to try harder than that to get me to move.” you crossed your arms in amusement as you watched him shift from foot to foot.

“but-“ before he could argue anymore the professor turned her mic on, the static through the microphone signaling the start of the class.

“good morning everyone,” she smiles at the class, everyone shuffles to find their seat leaving vernon the only one standing. “mr. chwe would you mind taking your seat please.”

“yes, sorry ma’am.” he sits in the seat next to you, his knee knocking yours causing you to freeze.

“what are you doing?” you hiss at him quietly as the professor introduces the topic for today's lecture.

“i’m trying to learn, what does it look like?” he hisses back as he flips his laptop open, his fingers tapping away at the keyboard as he starts a new section of notes.

“no i mean.. what’re you doing sitting here?”

“the professor told me to sit, so i did. pay more attention and you would know that.” you frown and bite your tongue to keep from biting back as you scribble notes into your notebook.

“how can you read that?” he peers over your shoulder, frowning at the cursive on your page.

“are you saying my handwriting is ugly?” you look up at him and have to hold back a laugh as he stutters, his eyes going wide.

“what? no no no, i just mean that i can’t read cursive.” his face heats up a little in embarrassment. “not that i’m stupid or anything i just never bothered to learn.”

“i don’t think you’re stupid.” your eyes return to your page as you try and not to think too deeply about the fact that you inadvertently complimented his intelligence.

“oh? if i didn’t know any better i’d think you’d just complimented me.” he smirks.

“you’re right, you don’t know any better. now pay attention.” his smirk falls as he grumbles to himself, returning to typing at his keyboard.

—

since that day, vernon has always made it a point to show up to class early to make sure he gets his seat. it was stupid, and funny really how he’d be sitting there all smug and you hated to admit that he looked cute even when he had two different shoes on and he forgot a beanie so his bed hair was very much on display.

“you’re an idiot, you know that?” you shake your head trying to hide your smile as you plop down in the seat next to him. despite your constant bickering you’ve taken up to sitting together - you found you quite enjoyed having him close (and his presence wasn’t as annoying as you liked to make it out to be).

“and you’re in love with me.” he doesn’t bat an eye as he continues to stare at his laptop screen intensely.

“i’m sorry, what?” you stared at him flabbergasted, a million thoughts ran through your head but the main one was ‘how did he know?’.

“what? i thought we were stating the impossible?” he finally tilted his head to look at you with a grin.

“idiot!” you yell as you smack his arm, an embarrassed blush on your face as you shuffle to grab your bag so you could move seats. he was rubbing his arm when a look of panic crossed his face.

“hey wait, where are you going?” he grabs your wrist before you could fully stand up.

“going to sit somewhere else.” you didn’t want to look at him. you knew it was stupid but over the past couple of weeks you figured out why you looked forward to every class despite having to wake up at the ass crack of dawn.

“is it because of what i said?” he was staring at you with a worried frown on his face. he was trying to tilt his head so he could see yours but you were determined to stare at the clock in the corner of the room.

“no, why would it be about what you said?”

“you’re a horrible liar, you know that.”

“and how would you know that?” you turn around to stare at him, incredulous. he was grinning at you, knowing he got you to finally look at him. “i hate you.” you huff when you realized what he had done.

“no you don’t.” he hums to himself as he turns back to sit normally.

“and how do you know that?” you side eyed him as you pull out your planner to write out the dates and lesson plan on the board.

“because you wouldn’t be sitting here right now.”

“what if i’m just trying to gain your trust so i can finally take you out?”

“like on a date? cause if so i’m free at 4.”

“you’re unbelievable.”

“and you’re cute, especially when you’re irritated at me.” he’s biting his lip as he suppresses a smile.

“wha-“ the professor had impeccable timing as she turns her mic on, cutting your sentence off.

you couldn’t stop thinking about what vernon said, his words kept replaying and distracting you from the lecture - leaving your notes half written.

towards the end of the lecture a little torn piece of paper lands on your desk, startling you from your daydreams about going on an actual date with vernon.

‘what’s your email?’ you frown and look at vernon who’s typing furiously at his laptop, making sure he got everything the professor said.

‘why?’ you hand it back and try to pay attention to the professor but you can’t.

‘so i can hack your computer’ you roll your eyes but decide to give it to him anyways, what’s the worst that could happen? he actually does hack your computer?

when class ends vernon packs his laptop away into his backpack and instead of leaving instantly like he always does he waits by the door for you.

“so, what’s your next class?” he asks as he falls into step with you as you leave the building where all the literature classes reside.

“why do you care?” you hold the trap of your tote bag tightly, trying not to pay attention to how close he was to you.

“well i’m gonna figure it out eventually.” he shrugs as he continues to walk with you.

“what are you doing?” you stop in your tracks to turn and look at him.

“walking you to your next class?” he looks at you like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“but why? you’ve never walked me to class before.”

“isn’t that what boyfriends do? they walk their partners to class,” he reaches to grab your hand and tug you down the sidewalk. “now, what’s your next class and when does it start?” you just let him drag you as you stare at him dumbfounded.

“boyfriend?” you whispered confused as you fell in to step with him again.

“yeah,” he tilts his head at you, it’s a habit you noticed he had and you couldn’t help but think he looked like an adorable puppy. “isn’t that how that works?”

“how what works?”

“you said you wanted to take me out, so i told you 4.” he looked at you like it was obvious.

“no vernon,” you sighed, all the puzzle pieces started to click into place. “i meant i was gonna take you out like, i was gonna strangle you or something.”

“oh,” his face exploded into an embarrassed blush as he looks ahead of him again. “i thought it was going to be like one of those romance movies where you finally asked me out and we started dating.”

“that’s.. not how the real world works vernon.” you sigh quietly. “you actually have to state that you want the other person to be your partner.”

“oh.. we’ll then do you wanna be my partner?” he looked at you so hopeful.

“who even said i liked you?” his expression fell and you actually felt bad.

“i thought all the banter was you liking me? y’know, like in the movies.” he stops, his eyes looking at the ground dejectedly.

“you need to stop watching so many romance movies, it’s not good for your perception of the real world.” you reach up to ruffle his already messy hair. “but i do like you idiot, i was just being hard.”

“wait, really? you’re not messing with me right?” he looks at you with wide eyes.

“i’m not messing with you,” it was your turn to blush as you tried so hard to keep eye contact so he knew you were being serious. “i like you vernon.”

“great!” he smiles wide. “i like you too, obviously..” he laughs quietly. “now that we have that out of the way, let’s get you to class.”

“not that i don’t like the idea of you walking me to class don’t you have one to get too?” you squeeze his hand after realizing your fingers were still locked together.

“not until one.” he looks at his watch. “i still have thirty minutes.”

“wait it’s twelve thirty?” your eyes widen.

“yeah?”

“my class has started already!” you yell before booking it down the sidewalk dragging vernon with you who stumbles over his feet.

the two of you are out of breath after running halfway across campus in about five minutes. you took a second to catch your breath, you didn’t want to draw any more attention to yourself then you already where going to when you walked in.

“give me.. your phone.” vernon pants out as he reaches the hand that wasn’t on his knee out.

“why?” you still hand it to him before he could answer. just as quickly as he started typing on the screen he was handing it back.

“my number, i already texted myself.” he smiles before standing up straight. “text me when you’re out of class.”

“i get out of this class at three.”

“ew.” his face scrunches up in disgust.

“i know,” you giggle quietly. “i’ll see you after class?”

“see you after class.” he smiles at you, and he can’t help but watch you run up the stairs of the math building - his eyes full of hearts and stars.

—

while you sat through the lecture your phone buzzed quietly with a text message. you were already board and tired of this class so you picked up your phone, smiling when you saw that it was vernon.

‘how does cheeseburgers at 4 sound?’

‘i have to study for a test tomorrow.’

‘so i’ll bring the cheeseburgers to you and we can go out for celebratory milkshakes tomorrow at 4’

‘celebrate what?’

‘you acing the exam?’

‘how do you know i’ll ace it?’

‘i’m sorry… how long have i been fighting you for the number one spot in lit this semester? i know you’ll ace it.’

‘i’m gonna smack you’

‘what? why?’

‘because you’re too fucking cute.’

‘aw :) you’re cute too.’

you couldn’t help but smile at the texts, he was going to be the death of you and you were seriously thinking of smacking him for being so cute. just as you were getting back into the groove of the lecture you got another notification, this time from your email.

‘i noticed you weren’t really writing during lecture today so i tried to get everything down, sorry if they don’t make sense or if there’s anything missing :) -vernon’

now you were thinking of kissing him for being so considerate (and cute).

‘i hate you <3’ you emailed him back, and almost instantly you got a frowning face back which caused you to giggle. you could imagine the look on his face right now as he just stares flabbergasted at his laptop in the middle of the food court where you know he’s sitting right now waiting for his next class.

i kissed a girl // logan sargeant

summary: logan should have known better than to kiss the college girl at that dive bar. especially when to the untrained eye, she looked like she had a boyfriend already

pairing: logan sargeant x female reader

warnings: bar fight, nicholas latifi gets punched in the face, miscommunication. alcohol based bad decisions. logan also gets punched once or twice. y/n isn't taking any of his shit.

making fun of him is so easy and also so much fun-

author's note: this is pure satire, this is a joke. please do not take it seriously. it’s not that deep.

please do not take this seriously.

austin, texas. october 2022.

"i'm sorry, again, about taking your seat next year."

across the booth, nicholas latifi grumbled, reaching for his beer bottle. "somebody was going to take it eventually. i just wish i'd had more time."

the drivers for the williams formula one team were sitting in the middle of a dive bar following the free practice sessions on friday morning. there was an air of unease among the group, an awkward bit of tension between logan sargeant and nicholas latifi, on edriver coming in to take the other's place.

"he doesn't even have his super license yet, mate." jack aitken shook his head. "there's still hope for you yet, i don't think jost has a backup plan."

alex albon chuckled. "good old jost. he's retiring, you know. he doens't want people knowing until the season is over."

nicky sighed softly, raising his bottle of corona. "to jost."

"to jost!" the other three drivers echoed, clinking the bottles together.

a country song roared in the background, a group of girls in tight jeans and cowboy hats gathered around a pool table, guys in tight white shirts and cowboy boots at the bar. it was the most texan joint in the whole of texas. there wasn't a single meal that didn't have red meat in it.

and that's when he saw her, out of the corner of his eye, walking into the bar in a tight denim jacket, the collar of a white buttoned shirt poking out over the top, a pair of suede booties on her feet as she shyly meandered over to the bar.

"dude," alex laughed. "she's so not your type."

"fuck off, alex." logan glowered. "i'm just lookin'."

"she looks like she'd punch him in the face if he tried to talk to her." nicky remarked.

logan rolled his eyes. "no she doesn't."

"she has that 'i hate everybody' look on her face."

"i'm settling this." logan shook his head, placing his bottle of corona back on the table. "i'm going to buy her a drink."

"and you think that's really going to work, mr. questionable family ties and cocky american charm?" jack snickered.

tuning out his teammates, logan slid out of the booth as a kid rock song began to play. the girl was alone at the bar, her muscular escort in the back playing a round of pool with some college students that he appeared to know.

clearing his throat, logan took a seat at the barstool next to her.

"that seat is taken." her voice was deeper than he expected, her texan drawl faint. "i don't appreciate it when strange men in bars, where the entire counter seating section is empty, decide to sit right next to me without asking first.

"my apologies." logan dialed up the charm, extending his arm for a handshake. "logan sargeant, future williams f1 driver."

this got her attention.

she swiveled in her seat, raising her eyebrows. her skin was washed purple under the bar lights. up close, logan was wondering if maybe she really was his type.

"i've heard about you, sargeant. you're a pay driver. williams' last hope. i know my shit, and i know that guys like you don't date girls like me."

logan leaned against the bar, trying to pretend that he couldn't hear nicholas, alex and jack laughing at him from the booth. "what do you mean 'guys like me'?"

"cocky florida frat boys who think they're entitled to everything because they have money. and i'm the quiet, independent type who was raised better than to think that dating a man with money would solve all of my problems." she smiled sweetly, playing with the straw in her soft drink. cherry coke, if logan was pressed to make a guess.

she didn't even fucking drink. and he didn't know what to say.

maybe he liked being put in his place.

or maybe he was just looking for a fight.

she laughed. "cat got your tongue, sargeant? god, you're just as shallow as i thought. the kind of television character i'd enjoy making fun of."

"who said i was looking for a relationship? even just a first date?"

"i don't do one night stands. nice try, though."

back at the booth, the other three williams drivers could hardly contain their laughter.

"look at how red he is!" nicholas latifi panted. "she really put him in his place."

alex raised an eyebrow "i think he's enjoying it a little too much, if you know what i mean."

"this has been fun, logan. you're a real charmer, even though i've done all the talking." the mystery girl said, gathering her jacket in her arms and moving to get off the barstool. "but i came here with someone, and we were actually waiting for a table to open up next door."

"is he your boyfriend? you're too good for him."

it was just supposed to be a line. but as he said it, logan was realizing that it was the truth.

"maybe he is, maybe he isn't. what's it to you?"

logan grinned. "i just think you're really pretty."

he shouldn't have done it. every synapse in his body was telling him not to do it. but impulse control and good-decision-making, especially while drunk has never been logan's forte.

so when he kissed her, he should have known there would be consequences.

for a moment, it felt like she was kissing him back. but it's not like he could explore that feeling before his body was yanked away from hers.

"who the fuck do you think you are?" the man in the muscle tank and sweats barked at the driver, who was likely only half the body weight of the tattooed muscle man standing across from him.

"look, i don't want any trouble, dude. she kissed me back!"

she rolled her eyes. "manolo, knock it off."

the bar quieted, the last bars of 'all summer long' fading out. y/n didn;t trust people who knew all the words to more than one kid rock song, and logan looked like the type who had memorized 'all summer long'. that's not to say that she didn't think it might be fun to mess around with him for a little, never going too far or getting too serious.

but the line to 'serious' had been crossed when manolo forgot that he was a family friend, not her older brother.

"no, i won't knock it off, y/n! he kissed you even after you said you were already here with someone."

"don't make a scene!"

nobody was sure who acted first.

it could have been logan, who was just trying to get his polo shirt free from manolo's fingers and accidentally headbutted the man in the arm. it could have been manolo, who'd hold on logan's shirt quickly became a punch in the jaw.

but that's when all hell broke loose.

nicky and jack jumped up from the table to try and separate the two men, just as logan threw his first punch.

nicholas latifi just happened to be the unfortunate fucker who pushed logan back when manolo retaliated, with the canadian catching a fist to the nose.

"that wasn't very nice!" he shouted, holding his now-bleeding face as alex joined the fray, pulling logan back from the italian.

"manolo, stop!" y/n shouted, standing in the middle of the fray. "let's just go."

she watched manolo leave, mumbling and huffing to himself about how men should know better than to make moves on girls who so clearly aren't interested.

not to say that y/n wasn't mildly intrigued by the florida man, but she wouldn't go as far as to say she was interested.

"sorry about manolo. he forgets his place sometimes. and you should learn yours, sargeant." she grinned. "it's at the back of a twenty car grid, bottom of the wdc. i'll see you on the big screen, pay driver."

"thanks for making my night more interesting."

"dude," alex chuckled. "you were in way over your head."

"shut up!"

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agustdyoons

3 years ago

The sea without you

Summary: When rapper Agust D mysteriously disappears, he leaves behind his rap group, his fiancé and his unborn child. Even if they get him back, will it ever be the same? Can they make it right?

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Genres: social media au, idol au, amnesia au

Pairing: rapper!Yoongi x reader

Warnings: cursing, eventual smut and just like a whole lotta lotta angst through out

Completed

A/n: this is my first ever bts fic and my second smau, so I would really like your feedback!

[Dates are relevant and times are mostly accurate (but ignore the time at the top bc I can’t change it >.<)]

🌊 Part 1 - a gut feeling

🌊 Part 2 - wish you were here

🌊 Part 3 - one year

🌊 Part 4 - two years

🌊 Part 5 - hostile

>>Bonus: “Jin just tackled Yoongi!”

🌊 Part 6 - comfort

🌊 Part 7 - he knew her 📱🖋

🌊 Part 8 - teach it to me

🌊 Part 9 - yoongi 2.0

🌊 Part 10- a good energy

🌊 Part 11 - a precaution

🌊 Part 12 - can’t stay here

🌊 Part 13 - soulmate

🌊 Part 14 - ohana means family 📱🖋

🌊 Part 15 - selfish

🌊 Part 16 - no more crunchy hair

🌊 Part 17 - a little space

🌊 Part 18 - big hit’s RM

🌊 Part 19 - birthday plans

🌊 Part 20 - celebrating

🌊 Part 21 - not complicated

🌊 Part 22 - all yours 📱🖋🔞

🌊 Part 23 - wait wait don’t tell me

🌊 Part 24 - no more waiting

>> bonus: baby daddy 🖋🔞

🌊 Part 25 - mannapped

🌊 Part 26 - he belongs to me

🌊 Part 27 - the craziest idea

🌊 Part 28 - a lovely day📱🖋

🌊 Part 29 - scarface

🌊 Part 30 - a bigger life

🌊 Part 31 - you hoes could never

Thanks for reading!!

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agustdyoons

2 years ago

bittersweet | jeon wonwoo (masterlist)

☆.*+ seventeen social media au

★ synopsis: in which y/n and wonwoo are forced to share an apartment in secret.

★ taglist: to join the taglist, sign up with the google form!

★ genre: good morning call!au, college!au, roommate!au, enemies to lovers, fake dating, angst, fluff, comedy

★ pairings: jeon wonwoo x female reader

★ start: june 18th, 2021 ★ end: july 23, 2021

☆.*+ profiles

★ profiles 1

★ profiles 2

★ profiles 3

☆.*+ chapters

★ prologue pt. 1

★ prologue pt. 2

★ one. our love is real

★ two. spice tolerance

★ three. broken

★ four. photo frame

★ five. iced americano

★ six. chefs kiss

★ seven. the rules

★ eight. national treasure

★ nine. if you're happy

★ ten. dilf

★ eleven. you can be my teacher

★ twelve. 71%

★ thirteen. healed

★ fourteen. hot girl summer

★ fifteen. photosynthesizing

★ sixteen. love u forever

★ seventeen. under the moonlight

★ eighteen. anything for you

★ nineteen. is your boyfriend single

★ twenty. exposed

★ twenty one. for the better

★ twenty two. i'll make it up to you

★ twenty three. new addition

★ bonus! binki

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agustdyoons

3 years ago

yn keeps ending up at the police station and namjoon just happens to work there.

genre: crack, fluff, possible angst??

the story contains alternative ends. last chapters in italics for the alternative end.

introduction 1 | namjoon and friends

introduction 2 | yn and friends

private accounts

part 1 | peach milk

part 2 | mourn

part 3 | cop pick up lines

part 4 | i can’t read

part 5 | loyal costumers

part 6 | i hate peaches

part 7 | day off

part 8 | kid

part 9 | let’s get that milk

part 10 | yeeted

part 11 | marty im scared

part 12 | long day huh

part 13 | sued

part 14 | LOVE being BEST FRIENDS

part 15 | let’s just throw them in jail

part 16 | manipulation

part 17 | i could never

part 18 | what ass?

part 19 | shrieking

part 20 | i want kiss

part 21 | taehyung is THERE

part 22 | first time thriving???

part 23 | worth the hype

part 24 | on my knees

part 25 | cuddles

part 26 | is this flirting

part 27 | s lUt?

part 28 | pigeons

part 29 | i like… 2 bois

part 30 | daddiest

part 31 | the daddiest meme

part 32 | our place

part 33 | my man hoseok a bottom?

part 34 | squidward of our hearts

part 35 | vagana owners feelings

part 36 | sign up for a broken heart

part 37 | taehyung is a bad influence | won my heart

part 38 | i love peaches | unlove 😤

end

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agustdyoons

3 years ago

summary — life gets a little more complicated when your son befriends a kid whose father seems to hate your guts.

pairing — dad!yoongi x mom!reader

genre — angst, fluff

warning — there may be grammar mistakes, sometimes I unconsciously omit words

a.n. — hello, im back with a new story, hopefully this would be better. let me know if you want to be added to the tag list :)

thank you for reading xx

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agustdyoons

3 years ago

— More

recently divorced & looking for a new producer you’re inroduced to the seemingly stoic and hardworking min yoongi. at first it seems like he hates you but slowly he begins to warm up, showing you who he really is. how could you not fall for the caring, talented and amazingly devoted father?

pairing: idol!reader x producer/dad!yoongi

genre: S2L, angst, fluff

type: social media au

mood: pinterest board & spotify playlist

side pairing: taekook

updates: daily @ 7pm cst

a/n: disclaimer! baekhyun is an absolute dick in this but i in no way think that’s how he really is or that he would do anything i’ve written! i use people i like as side characters. also, there are mentions of infertility & it’s a fairly major plot point but there are no mentions of miscarriage apart from one of the songs implying it.

if you’d like to be added to the taglist feel free to send an ask!

Keep reading

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agustdyoons

4 years ago

Please take some time to read this and spread awareness, educate yourselves and help stop the racism and violence against Asians.

this carrd has a lot of much needed information so if you can spread it and read the info : https://anti-asianviolenceresources.carrd.co/

Anti-Asian Violence Resources

Anti-Asian racism and violent attacks on Asian elderly have only increased in recent months. Since COVID-19 became news in the United States

Please Take Some Time To Read This And Spread Awareness, Educate Yourselves And Help Stop The Racism

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agustdyoons

1 year ago

bringing it back to old school.

summary; a series/collections of fiction of various drivers based on old school reggaeton hits.

f1 main masterlist !

yo voy | lewis hamilton

lewis was used to having women throw themselves at him and try to seduce him for a night in bed. however, only one is able to have him completely wrapped around his finger.

ven bailalo | george russell

despite not being the best dancer, george will always join y/n on the dance floor, bad moves or not.

mayor que yo | max verstappen

max doesn’t care that checo’s sister is older than him. he just wants her no matter the age difference.

que tengo que hacer | charles leclerc

charles is desperate to have y/n back in his life and he just wants to know what he has to do to bring her back.

quiero saber | carlos sainz

y/n is tired of hiding her relationship with carlos and tired of all the prying eyes of other women in clubs who are desperate to dance with him. her only solution? take him out to the dance floor.

pobre diabla | lando norris

y/n is spotted out in the streets of monaco drunk and a crying mess. unbeknownst to everyone, she was crying over her relationship with lando.

dile | oscar piastri

oscar wants to make sure that y/n’s boyfriend knows how and when he met her. but he wants her to tell him.

llamado de emergencia | logan sargeant

the pressure of formula one is catching up to logan. after his dnf in miami, there was only one person he could call for help

pasarela | alex albon ft. lily

the fashionable influencer at the miami grand prix catches the attention of f1’s favorite couple

perdóname | daniel ricciardo

daniel made one of the biggest mistakes of his life and all he wants is for y/n to forgive him

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

note; reader is implied to be latina in a lot of these btw!!! how could i not w a reggaeton series??🙈 ofc i had to add lily to alex’s fic, i missed my fave throuple 😞 but i’m really excited for this <33 first ones should be out hopefully this week!!

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agustdyoons

3 years ago

colour of your shirt

pairing: taehyung x reader

genre: angst, crack, fluff

summary: when you're close to your soulmate your shirt changes to their favorite color. yn hates taehyung's favorite color.

warnings: mentions of an abusive relationship, mentions of domestic violence, mentions of blood, mentions of puking.

introduction

info about soulmates/system

part one | moving

part two | a lot of staring

part three | plan b

part four | no

part five | i don't need a soulmate

part six | no attraction

part seven | please tell me you do. i don't.

part eight | he's gonna be fine

part nine | a smile

part ten | one: headache

part eleven | mistake

part twelve | woke up crying

part thirteen | two: sickness

part fourteen | agreement

part fifteen | three: chest pains

part sixteen | a nosebleed

part seventeen | four: shaking

part eighteen | burning cheeks

part nineteen | in need

part twenty | hope it lasts...it didn't.

part twenty one | some explaining

part twenty two | misunderstandings

part twenty three | burning cheeks and fluttering hearts

part twenty four | texting mom

part twenty five | handsome

part twenty six | taking it slow

part twenty seven | no tip

part twenty eight | tease

part twenty nine | taehyung dom

part thirty | baby

part thirty one | blue hair

part thirty two | yellow tattoo

part thirty three | falling for you.

end

thank u so much for reading !!

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agustdyoons

2 years ago

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PAIRING :

roommate!kang taehyun x fem!reader

GENRE :

fluff, angst, crack(?)

WARNINGS :

curse words, bad & suggestive jokes

SYNOPSIS :

if there's anything y/n's good at, it's differentiating her feelings between love or hate. it's so distinct, she really doesn't get it when people say they have mixed feelings about something, cause to her, love is LOVE and hate is, well... HATE. LOVE is like her feelings for prodsputnik, an anonymous soundcloud artist she adores which she may or may not have a stan account for. HATE is like her feelings towards her roommate, kang taehyun. she even claimed that researchers are bullshitting when they say there's a thin line between hate and love. but what if y/n figures out that prodsputnik and kang taehyun is the same person? will the line between love and hate stay thick and clear as fuck (y/n's words) to y/n or will it get blurry?

STATUS :

completed

START :

Sept 23, 2021

END :

Jan 23, 2022

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