Don’t Hate The Player, Hate The Game - lee minho
SYNOPSIS. two people who couldn’t be more alike but so different at the same time. y/n and minho are both the captain of their respective soccer teams and they absolutely despise each other. well more like minho despises y/n, for something she didn’t even do. now with the school threatening to defund the teams with the least amount of wins, the twos rivalry is pushed to a whole new level as they go head to head with each other, fighting for the spotlight.
STATUS. on hiatus
SCHEDULE. thursdays OR saturdays
PAIRING. minho x y/n , minho x oc!girlfriend
FEATURING. chaeryeong & ryujin & yeji ( itzy ), gaeul ( IVE ), monday & souen ( weeekly ), chaeyoung & nayeon ( twice ), isa & sumin ( stayc ), wooyoung ( ateez ), sunwoo ( the boyz ), beomgyu & kai & yeonjun ( txt ), haechan ( nct ) || they’re all players for the soccer teams!! ( most, if not all, will be background characters that only pop up when it involves soccer scenes and such ) jackson wang & yuta nakamoto ( they’re the soccer coaches! )
GENRE. angst, fluff, crack, rivals to frienemies to lovers, soccer au, college au, smau, idiots in love who don’t know they’re in love, one sided rivalry?, semi mutual pining, kinda nsfw, SLOW BURN, etc.
WARNING(S). cheating (not minho or y/n!!), manhandling?, jealousy, alcohol consumption, nsfw themes, using smoking as a coping mechanism, smoking cigarettes, a lot of cursing, physical fighting, mentions of calling cops, minho is kind of an asshole, pick me energy, mentions of toxic relationships, using sex to cope, minhos girlfriend is a walking red flag, mommy & daddy issues, talks of trauma, physical injuries, therapy, physically therapy, talks of depression, self doubt, insecurities, more to be added..
NOTE. even though this is “reader insert” i am treating it as more of an oc that you get to name ( because i suck at names ) - pronouns for y/n are going to be she/her.
NOTE 2. minho is a sweetheart he just enjoys being mean to y/n sometimes.
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EXTRAS !
teaser
womens soccer team
mens soccer team
story aesthetic
playlist
MASTERLIST !
sad bitches ( y/n’s friends )
future dilfs ( minhos friends )
00. intro
01. google: how to destress?
02. sketchy angel
03. eye contact
04. …
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Nessian librarian/professor Part3
Ship: Nessian
Type: Librarian/Professor AU
Rating: T
Word Count: 1,091
Honestly, I still can’t believe that I’m turning this one ask into a series lol It’s been really fun exploring these characters, and I hope you enjoy!
S/O to my peeps who’ve encouraged this story to grow @tintinnabulary@thatreaderfangirl @dr-woodsprite @luna-colorata @catastrophicallyinlovewithbooks @ancientrosetta @pharaohleviphantomhive @mara84aelinrowan @rowanismybae @acourtofpainandfeelz @foreverlovingthenightskies
(PS I changed the the head librarian’s name to Miss Amren bc I’d like to have some Amren vs. Nesta fun next chapter....)
Part1 Part2
They’ve been successful dating for exactly one week.
There’s certainly been more heated kissing.
But nothing more.
She could tell he wanted to be with her on a more physical level, but she just…wasn’t ready.
He seemed to understand that, but should she still talk to him about it?
They haven’t exactly had that conversation yet.
But maybe he’s the type of guy who’s looking for easy and no strings attached relationship, so there would be no reason to tell him.
Maybe that’s what she wants too.
The last time things got serious with another male, it didn’t go well.
Those experiences with Thomas changed her.
She used to be soft and kind.
Always quiet and kept to herself, but kind nonetheless.
But now – but now she was nothing but layers upon layers of ice.
Forming walls around the deepest parts of her soul.
She’s created so many walls around her heart sometimes it’s a shock to find it still beating.
Being aggressive is how she learned to cope. Tricking herself into thinking that if she put on a steel exterior that no one could ever hurt her again.
Her thoughts were interrupted when she spotted him walking her way.
She straightened her top hoping her secrets weren’t plastered across her face.
“Good morning, beautiful.”
His smile was so bright and genuine it hurt, as he kissed her forehead.
“Everything okay?”
He must have noticed something different about her demeanor.
“Of course, everything’s fine.”
She tried to smile back in hopes it was convincing.
“You know you don’t always have to be so strong all the time….it’s okay to have bad days.”
“I said everything’s fine. Amren is just a lot to deal with sometimes.
He nodded, but she could tell he wasn’t convinced.
“What would you think-
Leaning in close and tucking a strand of loose hair behind her ear.
about having dinner at my place tonight?”
“I can’t tonight.”
Her answer came darting out too quickly
“Alright…”
His thumb grazed her cheek, then dropped to his side.
She could tell he wanted a reason, so she gave him one.
“My sister and I have plans tonight.”
“The one who loves flowers, or the one who’s married?”
“Feyre, the one who’s married. We haven’t seen each other in weeks.”
“Well I hope you gals have fun.”
He meant what he said, but he was also aware that Feyre and Nesta didn’t have the best sister sister relationship.
“Thanks.”
“Okay then, I guess I’ll see you later?”
“Yeah.”
Gazing into her eyes one last time he walked away.
Going to his apartment would come with waaaay too many expectations.
Was he expecting her to sleep over?
Would he insist on having sex?
Did she even want to have sex?
Was she obligated in some way to go along with whatever he had planned just because he made her dinner?
She could feel the heat rising on her cheeks just thinking about it.
The possibilities were too much to handle at the moment.
She quickly text Feyre in hopes that she hadn’t just become a flat out liar.
N: Wanna do dinner tonight?
F: I’d love too but Rhys is too sick to take care of himself even tho the stubborn bastard would never admit it
N: I’m sorry to hear that.
F: Some other time?
N: Sure thing
Nesta was officially screwed.
*6:00PM that night*
Nesta seemed off today.
Had he made her uncomfortable somehow?
He was always so careful to take things slow and keep things lighthearted.
Thoughts of Nesta churned through his mind as he carefully examined the steaks in his hand.
98% lean, not bad
He hoped to cook for Nesta tonight.
Steak was her favorite.
He placed the frozen steaks back in the freezer.
This market was bound to have something else good to eat.
He scanned the fish, deciding salmon seemed like a good idea when he accidentally bumped into someone.
“I’m terribly sorry, I didn’t see you there.”
Leaning down to pick up the frozen green beans that fell out of the lady’s hands.
“You know some Italian seasoning and sundried tomatoes would go great on these.”
“Thanks, that sounds delicious! Are you a chef?”
“No – no it’s just a hobby of mine.”
“Ah, I see. Well, my husband says the same thing, but he could run his own restaurant if he wanted to. That’s why I only interfere with the food while it’s being purchased.”
Cassian chuckled and extended his hand.
“I’m Cassian.”
“I’m Feyre, nice to me you.”
He shook her hand a bit too long to seem casual.
“Feyre you said?......I hope this doesn’t seem intrusive, but do you have a sister named Nesta?”
“I do! You know her?”
“We actually work together, at the University.”
Feyre eyed him up and down. Assessing him.
“We don’t talk much, but from what she’s told me she seems to be enjoying where she works…..now I see why.”
Cassians’s smile widened.
“I do hope that’s the case.”
“Maybe I’ll see you around Cassian…”
Cassian had a feeling she knew he was involved with Nesta.
“I hope so...”
Smirking, he walking away with his salmon and went to grab some asparagus when he realized something.
Nesta lied to him.
She told him she was having dinner with Feyre tonight, but clearly Feyre was having dinner with her husband.
Why would she lie to him?
Was it because he invited her to his apartment?
Was he moving too fast?
Either way he was hurt she hadn’t been honest with him.
They clearly needed to talk.
*10:30PM later that night*
Nesta lounged on the couch, nursing her wine glass against her chest.
What was she doing?
Sulking here wishing she could feel Cassian’s body against hers.
Warm.
Solid.
Comforting.
His gentle thick hands laced in her hair.
This kind of wanting could drive a person mad.
She cleared her head of the memories, and lugged her body towards the bedroom.
Cold.
Empty.
Alone.
Just like her.
How could he ever truly love who she was.
Anyone who’s ever gotten close enough to find out has left scares in their wake.
Nesta sunk into the chilled mattress, closed her eyes, and tried to empty her mind.
But all she could think about was Cassian…
Muscled arms bracing himself against the door behind her.
The way his hair falls into his face when he looks at her, with those smoldering eyes.
His lips warm and firm, pressing into hers
Traveling down…
Down…
Down…
Sleep it seems, is not an option.
Let me know what you think!<3
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