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This song i think sums my stuff up? Idk it reminds me of it anyways have fun looking through the dusty ass shelves, maybe you’ll find a book of mine you like!! ANYWAYS LOVE YOU BYEBYE
Hii! It's my first time requesting something, but i saw this video on my fyp https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSHVcoXmM/ and i was wondering if you could do it where Manon also exposes 7thmember reader.. I'm sorry if it doesn't make sense totally ok if you don't wanna do it🫡
Sadly the link isn’t showinngggg, but ifbyou could briefly describe the video for mei could do that!
do you want me to pick the girl for the request? bc i don't have anyone in mind i don't know who would fit it better
I mean if you have a girl you want to be written for then just choose her!
i'm glad you found someone like that!! i'm not very good with asks but i can try and think of something
Thank you!! Im looking forward tot hat ask then😼
how are you?
I thought no one would be in my inbox again lol but thanks for asking! I’ve been mid but theres this pretty awesome girl im talking to mow that makes stuff ten times better.
As for posting idkk maybe if someone sends me some reqs id be more motivated but i kinda js gave up😞 but lmk if u guys want me to start writing again!
The way hxg fail to protect these girls to the point that manon has to take a hiatus cuz bitches keep on harassing her (especially on twitter) is so
Cupids recruit ⁀➴ ♡
Synopsis: A small golden puppy came snout first into your life, bringing along his irresistible owner. Befriending her, how would you react when realising she had fallen for you just as hard as you did for her.
a/n: hi! Late valentines day post.. Guys I would love some requests for my dry ass inbox. Anyways enjoy!! If the ppl like this a part two will come out!!
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The park was fairly peaceful, the chirp of birds and occasional bark of dogs mixing pleasantly with the soft hum of chatter. The park was always a safe place to clear your mind, exam had been pain your ass for the whole god damn week, a breath of fresh air felt god sent.
You settled comfortably on your favourite bench, a small book held comfortably in your hands as your eyes began flicking over lines, your stiff shoulders now relaxing. The music in your headphones drowned out the noise from outside, the cool breeze on your face, the sun kissing your skin, everything working in harmony towards the goal of utter bliss.
You had almost finished a chapter when the nuzzle of a small snout caught your attention, glancing down you now faces a fun sized golden retriever, a grin formed on your face, hand instinctively scratching the dogs chin. His large brown eyes looked up at you with something you couldn’t decipher, but he was just so adorable.
“Hey pretty boy..”
You murmured gently as the puppy leant its big head in your palm.
“Lucky come here!”
A sweet voice rang out, you looked in the direction of the sound and your eyes locked with Megan, your classmate. Oh god.
“I’m so sorry he just likes going rampant at times— don’t you buddy?”
She chuckled nervously as lucky sniffed nudged her leg towards you expectantly. You offered her a polite smile and waved off her apology.
“It’s alright, he’s quite the charmer.”
You murmured as you glanced down at the dog before locking eyes with Megan who was studying you intently, eyes squinting and eyebrows knit together in confusion.
“You look familiar, do i know you?”
You grinned sheepishly, answering quietly.
“Yeah, from psychology class.”
Her face shone, she nodded her head and it seemed to ring a bell in her head, a soft hum escaping her lips.
“Well I’m Megan.”
She smiled brightly, extending her hand which you nervously shook, she settled next to you eagerly as she went on about the class. You set tour book down, fuelling the conversation with playful quips about her behaviour in class.
It was quite enjoyable in-fact, her smile and enthusiasm throughout the whole conversation made it and increasingly enjoyable experience, although it was your first time meeting her it felt like you’d known her since you both were old enough to talk.
Although soon enough, the sun had began to set, which meant you had to be on your way. You pet lucky once more before giving Megan a wave and trailing down the path towards the main street. Megan only watched as the outline of your figure soon got blurred into the bustling life of the main street, a faint grin left upon her face.
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At home, you threw yourself into bed, giggling nervously as you typed away to your friend about the interaction like a middle schooler. You couldn’t explain the strange rush of exhilaration that came over you as the interaction looped in your head.
Megan was no different. She practically dashed into her room, text already sent to Lara claiming she was the ultimate charmer. A big grin plastered on her face, laughing nervously about the interaction as if she was re-living it once again.
Either way, one thing was crystal clear and that was the fact that both you and Megan had charmed each other unintentionally, this was going to be a long story.
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Class came fast, almost too fast. Before you knew it you had settled into your regular desk with an iced coffee, a wired earbud in and a pen in your hand as you patiently waited for your professor who was running late.
A familiar head of pink and black settled into the chair next to you and a grin crept onto your fact before you could stop it.
Megan shifted to face you with a small nervous smile which melted your heart ever so slightly, a small quiet greeting leaving her lips, to which you replied with a wave. The awkward small talk commenced— just enough to fill the silence. You offered her a earbud which she took gratefully. You both remained like that for a while, till an email came in, notification rings washing over the room. A wave if excited murmurs erupted all over the class. Curiously you opened up your computer to the email and your eyes skimmed over it, Megans head over your shoulder as she read slowly.
‘Dear all students
It seems i will not be able to make it for our class today due to train strikes. Class is off, apologies in advance!
-Professor Clinkerclack’
You blinked at your screen for a moment before a victorious expression flashed over your face, glancing at Megan you read the little expression on her face and it only seemed to brighten your own attitude. She grasped your wrists with an irresistible smile, charming enough that you’d already said yes before learning what she had to say.
“We should go out for coffee!”
You were already nodding before the suggestion had even fully processed in your head. You already had a coffee sat on your desk but— whatever she wanted you suppose.
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You both had tucked away into a cozy corner of the cafe, warm hot chocolates cupped in your hands to warm them from the unbearable cold that had nipped at your fingers from outside.
You had both settled in a comfortable rhythm, Megan rambled about classes and drama as you sipped on the hot chocolate, eyes filled with not so subtle adoration and a smile gracing your lips.
This would be the first of many.
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It ranged from coffee hangouts (dates), going to her house, helping her walk her dog and just class in itself, you both learnt to value each-other’s presence, soak it in. Who knew that such a tight knit bond would form so quickly, it was as if every fibre of your being was carefully coded to match her own.
It was just another day honestly, the Cafe on campus, Megan was doodling on your hand as you yapped about the horrendous assignment you had to finish by the end of the week, but she was irregularly quiet, which raised suspicion.
“Megs, you okay? You’re real quiet today.”
You glanced at her, concern veiling your eyes. She glanced up at you, lip trapped between her teeth. Her mouth opened, as if she were to speak, perhaps unburden herself, yet her mouth shut. A frown soon played on your face, your hair framing your face just right, making Megans heart beat impossibly quick.
“Talk to me.”
You murmured, thumb swiping over her hand gently, grounding her. Megan swore then she could feel her face light itself on fire.
“No it’s just uh.. school stuff.”
Your eyes feigned acceptance of the answer, although you knew her better than to believe that, yet you didn’t push. You let her resume doodling over your hand as you filled the silence talking about whatever you could, but you couldn’t help but think what lingered on her mind.
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The walk back to Megans home was fairly silent, you could tell Megan was thinking. The house was quiet when you walked in, Lucky was fast asleep on the couch and Megans mom was out visiting family in a different state. That left the house empty and quiet.
“scary movie?”
You grinned, she huffed feigning annoyance as she kicked off her shoes and followed you into the living room, hiding her smirk as you both settled next to each other and turned on the exorcist.
“If you get nightmares it’s not my fault!”
Megan murmured as she leaned on your side, sighing sassily, you grinned and nodded along mockingly.
“Me? Get nightmares? Pft. Never!”
You teased as she shoved you lightly, the movie began and you both fell silent, but that wasn’t before she made it clear her place in the whole situation.
“You brought this onto yourself.”
She whispered, the air from her mouth tickled your air making you ball up, she giggled softly and you leaned back into her after the sensation had passes.
In hindsight it may not have been the best idea watching a horror movie considering you both were scaredy cats. Every jump-scare had you both clutching each other for dear life, and in the haze of chaos you failed to notice just how close you both had become, that was till your noses brushed. Megan froze, stiffening. You let out an awkward chuckle and shuffled back slightly, the space ensuring the incident wouldn’t have a repeat. But it showed. Hell, even lucky was glancing at you two, he would probably laugh at you if he could.
You both had am l uncomfortable distance between each other and the tension in the air hung so heavily it could be cut with a knife. You felt so giddy replaying the moment, they way her smile turned nervous and her face flushed red, oh how cute she looked.
Megan, on the other hand was so red she could probably cook an egg with the heat emitted by her face. She was no different from you, buzzing from the interaction as her heart pumped almost aggressively against her chest. Your face had been so close, she couldn’t help but wonder how it would’ve felt if it was your lips brushing her own instead.
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Before you knew it,the movie had ended (which by the way scared the living crap out of you, had you jumping at the most random noises.) You both had settled on opposite ends of Megan’s bed, getting ready for sleep. You looked practically passed out, you felt her eyes on you. You stayed unbothered, arm draped over your face lazily, breathing calm and even.
Megan shuffled closer, assuming you had fallen asleep and tucked a piece of hair behind your ear, a small smile forming on her face as she soaked in the sight of your blissful state.
She stayed leaning over you for a moment, her eyes roaming over your face. She smelt faintly of her lavender shampoo and familiar delectable floral perfume.
“God i love you so much. I wish you knew.
She breathed, it felt almost sinful hearing the words she uttered. They seemed too private, a secret held between her and the four walls of the room, not meant to grace your ears. You froze, staying still and hoping she wouldn’t realise you had heard her hushed confession.
Oh dear, it seemed you hadn’t planned accordingly for this.
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Birthday girl
Synopsis: small was never a choice when it came to your girl.
Warnings: none! :) (could be poorly written though.)
A/n: sorry for being gone so long, I’m having crazy writers block. Requests to keep me going would he highly appreciated!!
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The night was silent, the air was crisp and the motive was set clearly. I mean, after all it was THE Manon Bannerman’s birthday. She was never a big birthday girl but you just couldn’t have that could you? So you had mapped out an intricate plan for the best party ever.
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The night before had been tedious, Manon had just returned from rehearsal and you put on a simple exhausted facade, luring her into bed. She didn’t think one bit about it, rather she plopped onto the bed and offered a kiss before knocking herself out. Phase one was complete, coaxing her to sleep so you could set everything up. A smile graces the corners of your lips as you pressed a kiss to her forehead before creeping out to the hallway.
You sprinkled rose petals along the sides if the corridor, soft hums filling the silent air as you decorated, this was by far the easiest part if the whole conundrum, although admittedly it cause some back ache from all the leaning down.
The rest of the night was some blowing up balloons and hanging streamers, wrapping gifts and the most important, flowers.
The bouquet on the kitchen counter took you 3 hours of tedious plucking, sorting and lastly arranging. Who would’ve thought that’d be the task that really took you out.
You padded into the room silently, slipping in next to Manon and pulling her close. If you had the energy you’d probably be buzzing about how excited you were for Manon’s reaction, although luckily you fell victim to sleep just about as wuick as she did.
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The house was strangely silent when she woke up, the rumpled bedsheets where you had previously rested no longer held your sleeping figure. She squinted and sat up, a soft groan escaping her lips as she dragged herself to the bathroom.
The hum of her electric toothbrush against her teeth in the fogged up bathroom seemed to only make her that much more sleepy yet as she blinked away the dreariness. Once dome with her routine she exited the bathroom and tugged on a simple outfit of joggers and a t shirt, her braids half up half down, making her look that much more ethereal.
In the meanwhile, you stood in the kitchen bouncing with excitement as you waited patiently for Manon to walk out, and when she did, the gasp that escape her mouth made you giggle slightly.
“Baby did you do all of this?”
Manon murmured weakly as she walked out to the kitchen slowly with her jaw hung open, you could only smile proudly as you ushered her to the table drowning in gifts.
“S’all for you baby.”
You replied softly, your voice soaked with affection and adoration . You could only watch as her tears rose and clung to her eyelashes she she unwrapped each gift.
You walked behind her, arms wrapped around her watching intently as she opened the first gift, an amber necklace with intricate vine patterns grasping the honey like gem. Her fingers trailed over the gem gently before she glanced up at you with a handfull of tears in her gorgeous brown eyes.
“It’s perfect..”
You grinned weakly at her, when she cried it kinda hit a soft spot.
“Glad you like it.”
You murmured, a hand now planted firmly on her waist to keep her grounded, your head perched on Manon’s shoulder.
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After the gifts had been opened, the whole party had came, the Kats brought their chaos (and gifts), Sophie and Manon’s other friends.
You let Manon have fun, you hung in the kitchen cooking food for all of them, keeping to yourself. Occasionally Sophia would come and yap to you while she helped you out which you much appreciated. Yoonchae wandered in a number if times to taste the pasta sauce (it was her favourite), yet Manon stayed in the living room, having a blast.
When dinner time came around you were spent, cooking at least five meals really took it out of you. You muttered a quiet apology and walked out to the bedroom where you collapsed dramatically and dozed off for a “small” nap
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For all you knew, it was dark outside and the house was now filled with quiet murmurs. You shot up, regret bubbling in your gut as you rushed into the living room where Manon sat with just the Kats, it seemed the others had left.
“Baby I—“
You trailed off, trying to excuse the fact you slept through the majority of her birthday. She smiled sweetly and offered a warm embrace and a spot on the couch, which you took without fuss. You let them speak and laugh as you stayed tucked into her side, nodding along.
As soon as they left, apologies trickled out of your mouth like a stream, she seemed to be thoroughly amused as you threw yourself to her mercy.
“Sweetheart you overworked yourself, you were tired. It’s alright.”
Manon murmured, her voice honeyed, you only looked at her soft expression and grinned like she hung the moon. She never failed to look divine in such domestic situations.
Sooner or later after your endless grovelling you stood up, a smile gracing your face as you took her hand, turning in the tv and settling in. You ordered a pizza, watched twilight per Manon’s request and laughed at the poorly written love triangle despite Manon’s insistence that it was true cinematic art.
The day was perfect, showcasing that small was never a thing when it came to your girl, the birthday girl! In your eyes at least, she was the world and everything in between.
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I would love to say writing this was a piece of cake (see what i did there haha. Laugh.) but everything has been pretty hard now especially with school starting which might be why this is also poorly written. Sorry for not posting like at all but my brain had been blank. ANYWAYS I HOPE U LIKE PLS DO SEND REQUESTS AND UR AWESOME
Better match
Synopsis: He was a mediocre man, you were a sweet and understanding girl. I mean, the choice was obvious— right?
Warnings: Mentions of j*nah, friends to lovers and i forgot it all else
Pairing: Daniela Avanzini x non-idol!reader
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It wasn’t right, none of it was. How could Jonah do this to her? Was she not good enough? Daniela’s mind came up with many possibilities as to why he would do this, break up with her, but over text too.
Her hands trembled as she searched for your contact and pressed the call button with shaky hands.
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It was 2:27 AM, you were asleep, of course you were. Your phone rang loudly, jolting you out of your tranquil sleep. You began blinking away the fog rapidly and fumbling with your phone to accept the call.
“Dani? Why are you calling?”
Your tired voice came through the line, it was silent for a moment till you heard small sniffles and little hiccups from behind the phone. You froze and then stood up so fast you almost fell back down, not even bothering to change out of your pyjamas.
You knew that sound, it never meant anything good. She was crying, on the phone to you in the middle of the night. Last time that happened was her breakup with some asshole she met through a friend.
“I’m coming, I’ll be there soon Dani.”
You murmured as gently as you could as you snatched your car keys off the table and sprinted out the apartment complex. The call ended abruptly and your heart clenched in worry. This happened rarely, and the last time it happened you swore you would drop everything if it happened again.
So thats what you did, you ran outside in pyjamas like an idiot, because your Dani needed you.
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The streets were empty as your car sped through red lights, at least 15 over the speed limit. The familiar suburban neighbourhood of Daniela’s came into sight, you slowed down and pulled into her driveway, unlocking the door with a spare key before running up to her bedroom.
There she was, curled in a ball crying into her knees, she didn’t even look up when she heard you come in. You were quick to sit next to her, gently slipping your hand into hers.
“Look at me dani, what happened.”
You muttered softly as your eyes locked with her own red and teary ones. Your finger rubbed comforting circles into her skin as she began, her voice uneven and weak.
“Jonah broke up with me— over text!”
Her voice turned agitated as the last two words left her lips. A soft ‘oh’ escaped your own as your pulled her into your arms, her tears now trickling down your neck and forming a wet little path were the rest followed.
Yet your hand movements didn’t falter, the reassuring back rubs had set their own comforting rhythm, another method to ground her. You
The sound of your gentle whispers filled her ear as she let out tiny sobs, your hand rubbed her back carefully and you placed occasional kisses on her forehead, all the way until she fell asleep, after all crying must’ve just exhausted her. You carefully slipped out if her hold and tucked her into bed before a comfortable enough pose on her beanbag and dozed off.
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The morning came quickly, sun filtered through the blinds, landing on Daniela’s form and making her look even more gorgeous then she already was. You smiled at her for a moment, taking in the serene sight before trailing off to her bathroom to take a shower and take full advantage of the extra stuff she bought for you incase of sleepovers.
The shower was warm and nice, and after the much needed shower you dressed up in the change of clothes you had and finished up brushing your teeth with the toothbrush Daniela had bought you.
When you re-entered Daniela’s room she was awake and typing in her phone, but as soon as she saw you she dropped it and hugged you, a soft sigh of relief leaving her lips.
“I thought you left.”
She murmured meekly as she pulled back, you only stroked her hair and chuckled.
“Never.”
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That was how it always went. A comfortable pattern, you stayed over and took care of her, cause thats what best friends do right?
Well that belief all came crashing down one day, when the line between comfort and something else seemd to merge. It was typical, She was buried in your arms ranting about something while you nodded along and occasionally gave commentary.
Daniela looked up at you, her eyes lingering on your lips for a little too long, thats when she noticed you were staring too. Your face flushed and your eyes darted away as quickly as her did too, an awkward silence filled the air.
“Uhm.. sorry.”
You muttered, face red with embarrassment. Daniela wasn’t embarrassed at all.
“You wanna kiss me?”
She muttered, your face flushed a deeper red, your stomach grew heated and you nodded desperately like a puppy. She smiled as if that was the only acceptable answer and she pulled you closer by your jaw, her plump lips pressing against your own. A little gasp escaped you, she smirked against your lips victoriously.
After a moment you both pulled back, you were in different planet, but Daniela? She looked like she was starving for more.
“What does this mean?”
You asked, your voice tinging with uncertainty as she rubbed your hand.
“Whatever you want it to mean.”
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A month had passed since then, you guys made it official after the third date. Talk about moving fast, !but hey. You weren’t complaining.
You now laying on Daniela’s lap as her fingers gently scratched your head, making you ever so sleepy. She spoke quietly, almost as if she didn’t even want you to hear.
“He wasn’t ever as good as you were.”
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Uhmm idk this is a draft because i feel bad for neglecting you guys if fics and its a scheduled post so, gulp. Anyways ill make some more soon!
SEND SOME REQUESTS please before i explode into smithereens
Fatigue fever
Synopsis: Rehearsal was always tiring, but going back home and having an unexpected cuddle buddy made all the difference to you.
Short drabble, No warnings! :)
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As far as you were concerned, after rehearsal was your time to rest, it was the relaxation time you had rightfully earned running over dance choreographies for well over five hours
You had settled in bed after a warm shower, your soft sheets enveloping you in a much needed sense of comfort, a candle would’ve been nice. The room was silent, just warm enough to help lull you off to sleep. Well it was almost did— that was till your door quietly clicked open and a meek looking Sophia wandered in.
“Soph?”
You muttered, your voice soft with tiredness, she approached hesitantly and looked at you, soaking in your sleepy demeanour.
You took in her attitude, she looked almost nervous, not the loud version. Got it.
“Can I nap with you? I just don’t want to be alone
She muttered quietly as she shifted her weight from foot to foot, the words hung in the air for a minute before you lifted the covers, shivering as you waited for her to climb in. Sophia’s eyes softened and she was quick to get in, the bed sunk in next to you, her added warmth making your eyelids droop, now feeling like they were one hundred pounds.
Sophia was laid stiff by your side, although you seemed to have no problem breaking her out of it. She was broken out of her thoughts by the feeling of a warm heavy weight being draped across her waist. She glanced back to an almost asleep you. You seemed to be fighting a desperate battle against fatigue which you were inevitably losing. Her demeanour softened and she carefully shifted to face you, her hand coming to stroke your back.
A sleepy murmur was released from your lips as you looked at her in between barely open eyelids and eyelashes cutting your vision in little clumps.
“Don’t stop it feels s’good Soph—“
Your voice came out barely coherent and weak. Your body slowly but surely became limp in Sophias warm grip and you surrendered to the overwhelming urge to fall victim to sleep, now face tucked comfortably in her neck.
“I won’t love.”
She muttered silently as she slowly moved her hand up and down your back rather soothing manner. She wouldn’t leave, not after you spoke so silently it was as if it was only for her to hear. Her memory to keep.
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Dinner came rather fast, the soft shouts of the girls and their chaotic way of functioning, Daniela and Manon set up the table while arguing about the plot of some horror movie, Megan and Yoonchae spoke excitedly about the new season of a show they enjoyed, Lara was scrubbing the last pot left in the sink. You and Sophia? Still upstairs and now both knocked out like lights. Your soft snores filled to room along with Sophias steady breathing, your arm draped over her side and your leg tangled with hers. The now tranquil scene seemed too perfect, too quiet.
The door was practically busted down as Megan whined at the both of you to get downstairs and eat, only to he met with the sight of you barely awake and a less than aware Sophia.
Incoherent mumbled escaped your mouth as you rubbed your eyes desperately to clear the fog, Sophia sitting up and yawning all while Megan stood in the doorway like she had witnessed something she wasn’t supposed to.
“Dinners done, come down.”
Megan murmured with a bit smirk on her face as she quickly retreated, her footsteps fading dow the stairs. A soft grumble left your lips as you stretched and bumped into Sophia, who leaned onto you.
“We should probably go.”
She muttered, her voice having a softness to it you couldn’t quite place. You begrudgingly dragged yourself out of bed and the sound of you and Sophia’s footsteps trailing down the stairs, soon reaching the dining room where Megan and the rest of the girls smirked teasingly as you both sat down in chairs, half asleep and hanging onto the last shreds of energy you managed to preserve.
“So..”
Daniela began, a teasing expression worn on her face.
“How was your guys’ nap?”
She asked, giggles erupted upon the table and you let out a defeated sigh and glanced at Sophia who had her head in her palms. God this was gonna be a long dinner.
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HI HELLO i have lost all ideas so i just had to do this one because i’ve got alot of work so id appreciate requests! But ill keep coming up with some of my own although there will be less due to school work kicking my ass
BUT YES GUYS PLEASE DO SEND REQUESTS, MUCH LOVE 🤑
Intoxicated.
Synopsis: Against your greater judgment you decided to go to a party after making a dumb promise, but soon you found yourself in a situation and who did you call? Megan, of course.
Warnings: Reader is intoxicated, mention of substances (brief), Unwanted kiss (not sure how to label) and then tons of fluff
Paring: Megan Skiendiel x 7th member reader.
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You hated parties, they were loud— too crowded for your liking, hence why you’d only been to two in your whole life. Considering all your hobbies, the fact you had a whole girlfriend who you adored AND happened to be apart of the same girl group as her. What else could you possibly need to keep yourself entertained?
Well thats what you asked yourself as your best friend dragged you to her car after you had foolishly promised to go with her on your one day off to some frat boys party while under the impression it would be ‘different’ which in short terms meant the exact same thing as always.
“You can’t wear that to a party!”
Your friend insisted as you glanced down to your casual attire your loose jeans and t-shirt. You looked back up at her while she glanced at your clothing choice like it had personally insulted her.
“Then what?!”
She only gave you a big grin and began looking through the closet, which made you uneasy. She pulled out a tank top, not too revealing or feminine (because god knows you weren’t the one) but just enough. You whined softly and looked at her like she just presented you a strangulation device and yet you begrudgingly took it from her hands and wandered off the bathroom to get changed.
The mirror wasn’t kind either, your eyes ridiculed every slight imperfection, but before your mind slipped too far your friends voice, slightly annoyed and seemingly in a rush, rang out from behind the door.
“C’mon! We’re gonna be late.”
You sighed and slowly stepped out the bathroom ignoring your friends coos of approval at the tight shirt with an embarrassed rub of the neck.
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The car ride the was anything but calm, you and your friend sang loudly to music and giggled at dumb jokes, your phone silent after a message from your Girlfriend, Megan. It read “text me if you want out, love you.” Which came after you told her you were sacrificing yourself and going to a party, you grinned at the message and shut your phone off.
The car pulled in to a rather large house, the ground around it pulsed with the beat of music and the smell of cheap alcohol and some sort of weed overwhelming your senses. You coughed slightly and glanced at your friend who had already ran off into the house. You released a defeated sigh and slowly stepped foot into the house, a drink was pushed into your hand as you entered, which you idly sipped on, while scanning the room.
The parties loud music and strong smell already felt like it was going to be the start of a slow descent into insanity for you, maybe not so slow.
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The party had gotten much more lively since then, you had got to talking with some familiar faces that you had thankfully spotted in the crowed and seemed to be having a decent enough time, though the alcohol you consumed was giving you a hard yet somewhat enjoyable time. Thinking wasthe hard part, really.
Though party games were about to start, and god knew they were not the kindest when people got drunk.
“Everyone c’mon it’s spin the bottle!”
A voice rang out and before you could react your company let out an excited squeal and pulled you toward the commotion. Your eyes widened as you got pulled down to sit in the circle, attempting to move away only to be blocked in by the crowd of people watching. Even drunk, you knew your limits. Although now there seemed to be no way out.
Your eyes struggled to keep up as the bottle spun quickly before landing on some frat boy, you glanced down and it slowly set in that the other end was facing you. You began to shake your head and stood up.
“Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss!”
Your eyes widened as you searched for someone you knew to help you out, but the crowd was filled with unfamiliar and unkind faces which made your stomach turn uncomfortably.
“No, no i have a girlfriend!”
You muttered, only to be met with nudge.
‘a peck on the cheek, you have to do something’
A voice rang out, and much to your dislike, you hesitantly leaned in to press a thin lipped peck to his cheek. To your horror, he turned his head quickly and met your lips, his thin chapped and utterly nasty lips met yours. You jumped back as cheers filled the room and quickly walked away, your feet carrying you weakly against the wooden floors as voices rang out behind you.
Your phone unlocked as tears began to fill your eyes, a soft sniffle escaping you as you dialled Megans phone number, pressing it to your ear. One ring, Two rings.
A soft yet tired voice answered the phone, sounding concerned.
“Baby? Are you okay?”
Megan asked gently. Your heart sank yet felt warmth when her tired voice came through, you might’ve just woken her up, but the fact she still got up and didn’t ignore the call just made the situation you were in feel a little bit less horrible.
“Baby can you please come get me?”
Your shaky and small voice made her whole body go stiff, before another word left your mouth you heard frantic shuffling and the sound if what you assumed was clothes being pulled on.
“Give me ten baby, send me your location, stay there yeah?”
Megans said softly as she slipped her shoes on, grabbing her car keys and quickly running down the stairs of the Kats house.
You gave her a soft hum of compliance and the phone line broke up.
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Megans heart dropped when she heard your voice, so quiet and small, very unlike you. It was unsettling to hear you so scared, hence why she ran out the house like a madman and was currently 20 over the speed-limit at 3am.
When she pulled up to the house she saw you sat in the curb looking like a kicked puppy, she quickly climbed out the car, her heart going a hundred miles per hour, were you hurt, did something happen? Her brain couldn’t keep up with all her thoughts.
“Sweetheart— Are you okay? What happened?”
Megan murmured gently as she helped you up and pulled you into her arms, she could smell the alcohol on you and frowned as she helped you into the car while you explained to her the whole situation which made her heart ache and her chest tight with anger. Even when angry, her face seemed to ease the tension in your chest.
“You poor baby.”
She muttered as she stroked your cheek gently, her other hand helping you put your seatbelt on.
The car ride was quiet, calm compared to the loud and overwhelming atmosphere of the party that felt like an hell on earth. Megans hand stayed in your knee for most of the ride unless she needed to use it, her thumb rubbing circles into the fabric of your jeans.
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The house hummed with silent conversations as you and Megan both entered the Kats’ home. They all had only returned from rehearsal about two hours ago, hence why Megan sounded tired yet answered so quickly. The first person who came to you was Sophia, who was already pulling you away from Megan and to the couch. Then came Lara, Daniela and Manon who were giggling and conversing with you while a sleepy Yoonchae leaned on your shoulder and dozed off. Your head spun slightly as you entertained the conversation.
It wasn’t long before a warm tea was pushed into your hands, courtesy of none other than Sophia while Megan sat next to you on the couch, opposite side of you where Yoonchae now slept.
For a few minutes, it was like that. You sipped in your tea like a sick little kid while Yoonchae leaned on you and Megan curled into your side. That was until your sweet girlfriends voice filled your ears sweetly.
“You wanna go to bed baby?”
Megan asked gently, you only nodded weakly and she carefully lifted you up while Sophia took your spot as Yoonchae’s personal pillow so she didn’t wake up, and brought you upstairs to your shared room.
She helped you take off your clothes and assisted you in putting on pyjamas due to the fact you were almost too intoxicated to stay upright. After the struggled of re-dressing you she helped you into bed before climbing in herself.
Megans warm arms circled around you and pulled you close, a soft hum escaped your lips as you tucked your face into the crook of her neck and began a slow sail into sleep. She only smiled and stroked your hair gently, knowing the night had already been rough enough to you. It was not long before the both of you drifted off into a peaceful sleep with each other laying in a comfortable tangle of limbs and warmth.
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The next morning was nothing short of chaotic, the pounding headache and weak body of yours was almost impossible to navigate, but luckily you had Megan and the assistance of the other girls. With them almost nothing felt out of reach.
The living room couch had become your permanent place for the day, while Sophia stressed over you like a worried mother, Lara teased you about your hangover, Manon made you watch twilight with her, Daniela was asking questions about the plot of the movie, and Yoonchae the ever so peaceful one maintained her distance for the day as to not overwhelm you, all of this took place as Megan held you close and rubbed comforting shapes into your side, a constant, something to ground you.
Today may not have been perfect, not for a hangover, but your girls sure tried damn hard to make it the best they could.
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How could a place be so loud, so quiet, so overwhelming and yet so perfect? That was a question you asked yourself constantly. Well you still had no idea, and probably never would know but you wouldn’t have had it any other way, with any other person.
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I hope you guys like it🤑
I am so tired and have mever hated school more but i jsut had this vision while half asleep so it may be poorly written but oh well, anyways i hope its alright for the time being and send some requests guys seriously i don’t bite okay im freezing my ass if outsie for ts and yes it snowed btw yes very nice suler cool 🤑
Across the country.
Synopsis: You and Lara had been apart for months, and it was taking its toll. So you took matters into your own hands.
No warnings!
a/n: its short and lowkenuinley bad because I’ve been having a rough time thinking so I’m sorry guys i hope its alright for the time being.
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It had been months since you’d seen Lara, and it felt unbearable. Texting back and forth just didn’t feel as fulfilling as it used to. You missed your girl.
Ranging from sleeping calls to midnight texts, you both missed each other dearly, and yet no contact through the screen brought justice to your aching hearts. So you decided to take it into your own hands.
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For Lara, being in Katseye meant constant work and pressure on her at all times, and that exactly what had happened today. Rehearsal was rough, tiring and drained her if energy completely. It didn’t help that the girls were acting weird around her, giving her strange smiles and murmuring something about surprised she they believed she was out of earshot. Yet she brushed it off, shed find out sooner or later so that was all she cared about. She had since retreated into her room, pulling out her phone to text you. A soft sigh escaping her lips when you replied plainly with a “sorry I’m busy.” A frown formed on her face as she curled up into the sheets.
An hour passed and she faintly heard the sound of the front door opening and excited murmurs, half awake she only tucked the sound into her brain and curled back up in the sheets.
A persistent knocking quickly snapped her back out of her sleepy state, her irritated voice rang out.
“What?”
Yet the knocking only grew louder. She huffed softly and pulled herself out of bed, pulling on a hoodie to face whichever member was trying to get on her nerves. Her face which was full of attitude completely disappeared when she came face to face with you, who held a bouquet of flowers and wore a large grin.
“Baby?”
Lara began before wrapping her arms around you, the sound of her members squealing and pulling their phones out to record didn’t fully process to her as she held you close, warm tears slipping down her smooth skin. Your hand came to her head as the other fell to her torso, rubbing gently as you smiled against her hair.
“Hi baby.”
You whispered quietly. Laras tears turned into soft hiccups as she clutched you tightly, the other girls had quietly left with smiled on their faces, the door silently clicked shut behind the both of you, now it was just you and her.
“Look at me.”
You murmured gently as her teary eyes lifted to meet your own, you gave her a quick peck and pulled herself int your side.
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Some time had passed since then, You, Lara and the rest of the girls were sat in the living room all chatting. Megan and Yoonchae were laughing at TikTok’s while Manon, Daniela and Sophia all argued over who got the tv remote. You and Lara only sat in the corner, holding each other.
“Is that why you told me you were busy?”
You glanced down at Lara who was half asleep and let out a soft chuckle and nodded.
“Yeah baby, I was coming here.”
You muttered, your hand continuing ti smooth her hair over before the both of you dozed off.
Her warmth against your own, nothing could ever amount to how amazing it felt.
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I hope u guys dm its a little bad snyways send requests so i can think byebye😼
hi i love ur stories so much!! would it be possible if u could write a fic about megan skiendiel from KATSEYE? megan and the reader started dating halfway through dream academy and during the finale of dream academy, the reader gets selected as the surprise 7th member of KATSEYE? it would be rlly interesting!
Surreal
Synopsis: Falling in love wasn’t on your checklist, but getting in the group with said lover wasn’t either. Seems luck was on your sides.
Warnings: light angst, kisses, working to exhaustion, then alot of fluff!
Pairing: DA!Megan Skiendiel x DA!reader
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Dream academy was scary, too unfamiliar. When signing up for the program you felt as if you had signed up to fail. The expectation was you had to be perfect, gorgeous, dancer, singer and all of those things you criticised most about yourself. You hated your body, you thought your voice sounded like a fork to a plate and you believed your dancing skills were like a toddlers at best but against your own thoughts your friends insisted you were made for it and so you made the push.
The audition was plain, just your photo, then inserting the dance video and singing video all into one email and hoping for the best. What made you think you were special enough to get into that group?
It seemed silly, although you found yourself silently hoping that maybe you’d have a chance at making your family proud, making everyone proud of you. After all, you never truly were the star you wanted to be. You promised yourself that say you would make yourself out to be something special, different.
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The reply came a few months later, you had been scrolling through your phone when an email came in labelled under Hybe, your eyebrows furrowed and your stomach stirred uncomfortably. You sat up and looked at your dog who now whined softly, sensing your discomfort. You pet his soft furry yet large head and hesitantly clicked in the notification.
“ Dear (name),
You sent in an audition a few months ago under the hope you would be one if the few girls globally that would proceed to training. We the Hybe and Geffen scouting staff believe you would fit in perfectly—“
That was all you could read before you screamed as loud as possible, your dog began barking excitedly as your mom ran the room, her eyes filled with fear.
“What wh-“
She slowly went silent as you stuck the phone in her face. The joy you felt as you watched her face shift from fear to happiness to shock and then to excitement only made you more giddy. The scream she let out probably rang through the neighbourhood. Well who cares, it was time to celebrate!
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Moving to LA wouldn’t be easy. You knew that, but you were just hoping the struggle would be worth it.
The second you stepped through those doors eyes fell on you and small awkward waves were exchanged, everyone was still settling in.
You were about to start hauling your stuff up the stairs all by yourself when a pale girl with black hair stopped you and took one suitcase from your hands.
“Let me held with that yeah? My name Megan by the way.”
She said softly, a small smile gracing her face. A smile subconsciously formed on your face as you thanked her timidly and you both began pulling the suitcases up the stairs.
It wasn’t long before you got to your room, it was smaller, meant to be shared between two people. You and—
“Wait are you in that room? Me too!”
Megan beamed, her silent yet kind attitude disappearing into a bubbly and gleeful girl, a smile tugged at your lips once more as you nodded, she squeaked happily. You spoke softly, almost afraid of your voice.
“I guess we get some extra time together now.”
Megan only nodded happily. The rest if the day went smoothly, she helped you unpack before you both trailed down the stairs to meet the girls who were kind yet still timid.
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Months had passed, reaching the year mark, and you had found your person, your safe place.
Over the months megan had burrowed her way into your heart and built herself a cozy home in there. What scared you was that you didn’t mind, you who hated excessive physical touch found yourself in Megans arms on multiple occasions. She had become your best friend, your life line, and your secret crush.
You found shame in the realisation that she wasn’t just a fan to you, rather someone who blurred the lines between friendship and more.
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The realisation dawned on you during a particularly rough day, your family was being tough on you, and training was getting so hard. You had been there everyday, working past hours and doing your best to prove yourself to everyone, but it ended up slapping you right in the face.
Today was supposed to be normal rehearsal, you had just sat down for which break next to Megan, your vision was getting dotty. You knew this feeling all too well.
Your hand quickly went to Megan as you squeezed desperately, a silent noise rumbling in your throat, she glanced at you and before she could respond your head had fell against her shoulder, slipping. She smiled abit but when realising your hand became limp in her own she began panicking.
“Hey— are you? Oh my god, oh my god! Someone call staff!”
Megan yelped as she pulled you into her arms, cradling you against her chest.
You woke up maybe a minute later to the soft panicked taps of Megans fingers to your cheek, you quickly sat up and swayed, she held you closer.
“You idiot— what did i say about overworking yourself?!”
Megan muttered as she stroked your hair, your voice crawled deeper into your throat unwilling to come out and so you just huffed softly into her shirt.
You found yourself back in the dorm after you woke up, with Megan right next to you, one arm holding you tight as she scrolled her phone. Your heart fluttered. She took the time to bring you here and take care of you? Thats when you knew you had fallen too deep, you had fallen in love.
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It was no secret that Megan had feelings for you too, or at least it wasn’t a secret to everyone in DA but you. She was always attached to your hip, always complimenting you, always speaking about you.
Till the day all came crashing down breaking the barrier between reality and desire.
You both had been sat in the dorm, cuddled into each other after a particularly rough day to seek comfort in eachothers warmth when you heard her quietly begin, her voice uncertain. She must’ve thought you were asleep.
“I love you.”
Megan mumbled into your hair as she kept her arms wrapped around your soft waist, caressing the smooth skin.
“Maybe you’ll like me too.”
She muttered, her voice quieter than before, you shifted to look at her. Her face immediately dropped, her heart dropping to her ass as she scanned your face.
“Did you just wake up or were you awake that whole time?”
She meekly asked, her voice giving away the immense anxiety crushing her. You blinked sleepily and let a hand fall to her face, stroking it gently as if she were fragile.
“I like you too y’know? You just can’t take a hint.”
You said, voice still rough from sleep. Your eyes locked on her face and then her hand slipped around your neck and pulled you closer and closer, until your lips brushed. Your breath hitched and you both were quick to press each others lips together. It felt surreal, so fucking right. Your lips fit just right against her own. That night would mark the day Megan became your girlfriend, your rock.
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Of course the relationship had its bumps, but it had made it a year! To the finales of dream academy. It had come all the way to the very last day, which you spent being glammed up and making promises to Megan to keep in touch if the selection wasn’t in your favour.
The day had gone by so quick before you knew it, you all stood in front of the large crowd, cameras everywhere streaming the event live. The last votes had been tallied hours ago. You almost felt sick. What if you were right? What if you weren’t meant for this like you had thought two years back. What if you didn’t get chosen? Your friends were watching. What if you truly were a disappointment.
Megans gaze landed on you as the man across from you all began speaking, his voice was drowned out by your thoughts and Megan noticed, yet she could only do so much on a stage.
“The first member making their dream inti a reality is from the PhillipInes, Sophia!”
“Lara!”
“Yoonchae!”
You were happy for them, of course you were, cheers were erupting from all sides of the room making the experience oh so overwhelming and yet you still managed to cheer for your close friends, yet you could only think about how there was only two spots left. One was undeniably Megans, but for you? Oh god.
“Megan!”
Your thoughts vanished as you heard her name, your heart swelled with pride and love, you have her a big supportive grin as she trembled and began crying, the legs carrying her no linger as stable as she walked across the stage and into the other girls arms.
The last name, one last spot, one last chance.
“Manon!”
The name rang in your ears, you felt her arms weakly around you and you weakly patted back before watching her run to the other girls, your thoughts rushed through your head so loud you couldn’t hear, your gaze fell to your shoes. Two years and you failed everything you wished you could succeed.
Megans eyes widened as she heard the name, she was already crying as she saw your face blank and the way your gaze dropped but her thoughts were cut off by the man only a few feet away from her.
“Just in by judges, one last member!”
You couldn’t hear him speak, tears were dripping down your face, too caught up in what you thought was a loss when you heard a burst of cheers and someone shaking your arm.
“Thats you!”
They whispered as they pushed you towards the other girls, you stumbled slightly, confusion crowding your face before you felt a familiar pair if arms latch int you which followed suit by another 6.
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The rest if the time on stage was a blur, you collapsed into Megan as soon as the cameras couldn’t reach you, sobs wracking your body as she rubbed your back.
“We did it Mei. We really did it.”
You whimpered, she nodded, sniffling as she kissed your cheek.
“We did.”
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Till this day, were you signed albums and sang in large venues, you still couldn’t believe you did it with her. With your Megan.
It all felt so surreal, didn’t it?
MY KATSEYE MASTERLISTT!!
(ps I’m dumb so I know it looks ugly sorry)
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Megan Skiendiel 🍒
- Hot!!!
- Rainy nights
- Cupids Christmas
- Walking in a Winter Wonderland
- Underneath the tree
- Love at first sight.
- Snowy starts
- New Years resolution!
- Surreal
- Intoxicated.
- Cupid’s recruit.
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Sophia Laforteza ⚓️
- High temp?
- Strong doesn’t mean perfect. (Platonic)
- Must’ve been the wind.
- Always you.
- Fatigue fever
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Manon Bannerman 👑
- The night isn’t as cold with you.
- Mine.
- Force of habit(?)
- Lyricists muse.
- Birthday girl.
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Daniela Avanzini 🛡️
- Strong doesn’t mean perfect.
- Drunk off your love.
- Better match
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Lara raj 🗝️
- Delicious tension.
- Across the country.
Lyricists muse.
Synopsis: Manon’s lyric book was her life line, her coping mechanism. So what would happen when her best friend took it (unbeknownst to her) and accidentally reveal a secret shes hidden for years.
Warnings: bruising, fluff, snooping, kisses.
Pairing: Manon Bannerman x 7th member reader
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Manon had always had a way with words, from High school speeches to University presentations, she was far ahead of everyone. But like every artist, she needed a muse.
Previous muses were political stances, or perhaps a urge to be heard, but this time? It was a girl.
A very special one.
See, being scouted for a girl group was not a common occurrence, so being a new trainee with no experience and dream academy was frightening to say the least.
She could remember entering the dream academy house doors so vividly.
- Flashback
The soil under the soles if her shoes no longer felt like home, it was unfamiliar, too warm. Opening the doors felt like signing away her freedom for something she wasn’t even sure about.
The unfamiliar faces in the living room greeted her, a few awkward side hugs and silent greetings were exchanged, she shivered slightly, it felt so horrible.
That was until you came along. You were radiating warmth and as soon as your eyes landed in the unfamiliar faces belonging to Manon, you gave a bright smile and were quick to jump on her for a hug, and she felt herself stumble back. That very moment, for the first time in america would she feel warmth.
Dream academy may have been tough, but being able to leave it as a group of friends together became the family Manon never knew she needed.
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All of those thoughts rushed her head as she frantically flipped her room upside down, her notebook, it was gone!
Where could it have gone? She had a whole unfinished song there, shit. She needed it back. That notebook was like her lifeline, words became lyrics, sounds became beats, and thats where she’d all scribble it down.
She was just hoping to god someone had knocked it off her desk and she’d find it sooner or later, but for now she would just have to relax and hope that gave her a fresh pair of eyes to search with.
Meanwhile you were having the time of your life, reading lyric after lyric and letting them soak in, you loved it. God Manon truly had more talents then she let on, god you’d have to show this to the girls of course!
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Her room looked like a war zone when you stepped in, grinning ear to ear with her notebook in hand. You set it down carefully before sitting on the corner of her bed.
“When were you gonna tell me you’ve been a lyrical genius?!”
You squeaked as you shook her half asleep body, she shot up and quickly began, her voice rough with sleep.
“You found it? Thank god.”
She began before pausing. You had read her songs. As in the love songs she wrote about a girl with a grin that lit up rooms and hugs that warmed the soul, the songs about you?? Her face dropped.
“You didn’t read the songs did you?”
Manon queried, her face giving away at the sense if impending doom weighing heavily on her, she watched your face light up while you nodded enthusiastically.
“Yeah! You’re in loooveeee huh?”
“Who is it? do tell!”
You teased, her face only scrunched up as she sighed silently and swallowed thickly. The lyrics detailed a girl, eerily similar to you, which you had noticed but brushed off, coincidence, right?
You watched as her face contorted into fear, shame and anxiety all at once. Your smile dropped slightly, why was she so scared? Was it that bad?
“Manz what’s wrong?”
Manon glanced at her hands which were moving by autopilot, fiddling with her rings. She thought for a moment, you’d already found out, why not shoot her shot.
“It’s about a girl, you know her super well.”
She managed to say, her voice wavering as you tilted your head curiously at her, now deep in thought.
Maybe it was another member? A mutual friend? Maybe your sister that the whole group had met during a visit? Then it sank in ‘a grin that lit up rooms’ ‘a hug that warmed the soul.’ You did that. Dream academy when you first met her.
As if Manon could read your mind she felt your demeanour change instantly, her shoulders dropped and her face filled with fear.
“I won’t— you can pretend this never happened!”
She blurted out as her eyes filled with fear. ‘I fucked it all up.’
You were thrown out of your thoughts momentarily after seeing her face and the distressed statement, you shook your head like a maraca.
“No no Manon don’t be embarrassed.”
You muttered softly as you quickly held her hands in your own, exhaling slowly and releasing a shaky yet genuine laugh.
“If it means anything, I’ve had thing for you too?”
You muttered as you looked up at her through your eyelashes, her face frozen, shock written all over it.
You huffed out a soft laugh and took a deep breath before beginning once more. The tension eased slightly between the both if you.
“I might regret this later.”
You muttered softly before letting your hand slide around the back if her neck, you could sene the way she shivered as you pressed your soft lips to her own plump glossy pair, her soft gasp was quickly forgotten when she melted into it, her own hands curling around your warm body.
For a moment her brain was dead silent, only one task on mind. ‘Do not mess this up.’ And for the most part she didn’t, she was focusing on the kiss until the door swung open and revealed a very oblivious yet desperate Sophia.
“Manon where is my charger did you—…”
Her voice snapped you both out of your daze, you pulled back from each other and your eyes widened with fear, before you could open your mouths to try and explain the situation she was running down the halls and screaming.
“I knew it! I knew that you guys had something going on— MEGAN!”
You both looked at each other, slightly shocked before breaking out in a fit of giggles. You guys would deal with thst later. For now you both shifted into each other’s arms, breathing in her scent and holding each other tighter than before.
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Paintball. Normal first date right? You thought wrong. It was complete chaos, the colourful bullets pelted the thin layer of protective sheet on your body and you groaned softly. Manon was winning, god damnit why was she so good at this.
You had foolishly bought two hour long tickets to play paintball not knowing she would obliterate you. Only when you both got home did she notice something had happened in the midst of the chaos on your first ever date, one thing was clear, it would surely leave a lasting impression.
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You had laid down on Manon’s bed claiming ‘it just felt better’ she only chuckled at your statement and helped tuck you in. But she heard a soft whimper from you and turned straight back around, you were still in bed if course, clutching your arms and sucking sharp breaths.
“Hey woah, calm down ma are you okay?”
She murmured quickly as she kneeled by you, her hand coming to stroke your face as her eyes studied you with concern.
“My body hurts.”
You whined softly, she frowned slightly and let her hands trail your arms. Manon was confused up until she saw the red mark on your arm, then the one in your collarbone, other arm, chest, waist. Fuck, the paintballs must’ve bruised you, but in the heat of the moment you hadn’t noticed.
“Oh you poor baby.”
She muttered softly, her lips hovering above the marks before kissing them, all very gently and letting them tingle. You sighed softly and whined once more.
“Manz can you just cuddle me? You’re soft anyways.”
You murmured, eyes shiny and irresistible. She folded immediately and kicked off her shoes, sliding in next to you and gently pulling you on top of her chest. Your whole body became boneless, strangely enough the pain was practically gone with Manon holding you like the most precious thing on planet earth. Maybe you were.
After all, she was a lyricist and you’d forever be her muse.
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I hope u guys like it bc this i was lowey proud of affer getting a bit of help i think i cooked lmk if u guys want more amd semd me skme reauests ols its looking bareen in my inbox ANYWAYS KICE YIU GUYS HYEBYE
Drunk off your love.
Synopsis: Daniela was too caught up in her own feeling to know that she had upset you, and your angry confrontation and accidental confession turned into the best moment of her life.
Warnings: light angst, swearing, kisses, Lots of fluff!
Pairing: Daniela Avanzini x 7th Member reader
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Feelings are complicated, so what is Daniela supposed to do when she realises shes in love with her best friend, who stills thinks shes straight.
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Daniela just didn’t know what to do— how to feel. The way her heart fluttered when you leaned into her, how her stomach tingled when you hugged her. Daniela just didn’t understand how to deal with it, so she didn’t.
She had just went completely M.I.A, ignoring texts and phone calls, and yet she replied to everyone else. It was the only way she knew to cope, and she was praying to god it’d bring her some clarity.
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A week had passed and you had enough of her bullshit, all the lies she spouted felt so fake and hurtful. Your stomach churned uncomfortably— did she hate you? Had you done something? Your mind was engulfed in possibility after possibility but you couldn’t recall what you’d done. You’d just have to figure it out yourself then, wouldn’t you?
So you decided, planned even. When rehearsal ended you wouldn’t pack up and you’d go straight to Daniela so she couldn’t leave. Hopefully she wasn’t cruel enough to ignore you when you were right infront if her.
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It was rehearsal, when they finally announced it was home time you went straight to Daniela and grabbed her arm, hand trembling and lip slightly wobbling as you mustered up every ounce of strength you had to hold the growing pile of your emotions.
“Dani, we need to talk. Now.”
You spoked, voice trying to sound confident, sure. It sounded more like you were on the verge of a breakdown.
Daniela was surprised to say the least, your grip on hers was weak but desperate and the look in your eyes made her heart ache. Maybe she had gone too far.
The other girls, who had been silently observing quickly left the room, hell even the trainer felt the tension and was quick to make an exit.
For some reason your eyes were already filling with unshed tears. You opened your mouth, intending to speak but a whimper broke the silence instead. You began once more, voice unstable and raw with unspoken emotion.
“Dani you’ve been ignoring me fir the whole fucking week. Did i do something? Do you not like me anymore?”
You mumbled as a hot tear slipped down your cheek, you felt pathetic, her silence rang in your ears as you waited. Her mouth stayed closed, but her eyes screamed guilty. Was she really not going to respond?
“Nothing? You just have nothing to say about this— all of this?!”
Your voice rose, trying to sound angry, but you felt your hot tears slipping your face, one by one making you look more pathetic with each droplet. You let out a shaky sigh.
“I knew this was a waste of time. Dani you’re a fucking asshole! I— you cant even fucking respond to me in real life. Why would you say all of your sappy shit if you didn’t fucking mean it. To think i actually liked you. Forget it.”
You sniffled, your eyes puffy from tears. You let go if her arm, now hiccuping from crying, your breath hitching as you sniffled, grabbing your stuff.
Daniela’s mind was racing. Did she hear that right? The words ‘I liked you’ ran through her head against and again until it stopped. She had to speak up, now.
“Hey, wait.”
Her voice echoed in the barren room, you were still grabbing your stuff, you spun around, eyes red from tears and angry that she had only spoken now after letting you humiliate yourself.
“What?”
You spat out. Your eyes trailed over her. You hated her guts right now but she just looked so pretty, you couldn’t help but look.
“I’m sorry— I’ve been an asshole. I know i just. I thought if I ignored you I could ignore my feelings too.”
Daniela paused for a moment, regathering her thoughts, getting visibly nervous as she fiddled with her fingers, your eyes had softened a lot more, you waited silently as she began once more.
“I really like you. You’re really kind and sweet— I just got scared and pussied out. I just.. I didn’t know if you’d like me too.”
Your eyes had since become devoid of any anger. Your own chest ached, looking at her glossy eyes and her tiny pitiful pout. Who could be mad at that pretty face?
You closed the gap between you two, pulling her into a tight hug and whispering softly for her to not cry, you stroked her back until your arm got tired, only then did you pull back to look at her now much calmer expression. Still rubbing comforting circles into her waist to help ground her.
“I like you too.”
You muttered nervously, she didn’t respond and pressed her lips against yours, you let out a sound between a gasp and a whimper but chose to ignore it, your hand curling around the nape her neck to pull her in closer. The kiss was soft, gentle and dizzying. You pulled back and let out a shaky breath allowing your head to rest against Dani’s shoulder.
“Don’t ignore me like that again, okay?”
You whispered, holding her closer to you as if you were afraid she would disappear, or leave. She didn’t, and didn’t plan on having do it again.
-BONUS: first date.
It was simple, nothing too extravagant but sweet, thoughtful and cute.
It’d been a few day since the kiss, and Daniela was texting you a lot more. Sure, she was nervous it wouldn’t work out, but she was willing to risk it.
She had invited you to a picnic, when you arrived at the secluded spot, under a gorgeous but large oak tree you grinned softly. There she was, sat on the blanket still setting everything up, unbeknownst to her you had just arrived and were cheesing at how thoughtful and cute it all was.
“Dani?”
You murmured softly, she looked up and smiled nervously, muttering a soft hi and giving you a tight hug. She led you into the blanket and soon enough you both got lost in topic after topic, all the while enjoying the fruit and sandwiches she had prepared.
For a while you both chattered, mot knowing about four hours had passed, and you both only noticed when the sun began to set. You gave her a small grin.
“I think we gotta go, rehearsal is early tomorrow Dani.”
Daniela nodded slightly and tucked away the remainders back into the basket before you helped her fold the blanket. Her eyes watched your soft lips as you spoke, while she nodded along to your rambling. Before she knew it, you both had reached the card and she frowned.
She pulled you into the tightest hug she could give, her face buried in your neck as she soaked in your vanilla scent.
As soon as she pulled away her gaze dropped to your lips and she bit her own before speaking nervously.
“Can i?—“
You cut her off with a delicate kiss to her own plump lips. She grinned against you and held your wait as she kissed back. The world fell silent between you two. When she lulled bakc and stroked your hair, you smiled.
“Same time next week?”
You offered with a crooked smile, Daniela just nodded and smiled, a soft ‘yeah’ leaving her lips as she pecked you one last time. She watched you get in your car, and waved as you drove off. God her heart was beating so fast.
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That day Daniela really should’ve been arrested for a DUI because she was just so drunk off your love.
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a/n: I hope u guys enjoy, SEND SOME REQUESTS PLEASE anyways hope u guys had a cool Christmas and will have an even cooler new years!!!
New years resolution!
Synopsis: Going to times square on new years eve was always on your bucket list, but a kiss with you was always on hers. So why not kill two birds with one stone?
Warnings: none, just fluff! :) (and a kiss😰)
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The week had went past fairly quick, full of festivities in which you and Megan had been attached to the hip. For Christmas dinner, gift giving, it all took place with the both of you glued together.
After-all, thats what best friends are for right? Either way Christmas had faded just as fast as it’d came and next on the list was new years! You and Megan had finally cleared schedules to spend new years together. Not in any regular place, but Times Square! It was always a dream to visit with her.
But all Megan could think about was making you her new year’s kiss.
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The 31st came fairly quick, you and Megan woke up and within two hours were already with each other giggling at TikTok’s in a small cafe, each holding a latte.
You had always dreamt of a new year’s kiss, wondering if you’d ever meet someone who could love you the way you loved, after all everyone knew about your unfortunate love life. Man-children and toxic women alike, you were nothing short of unlucky in the dating scene, and Megan knew that. She knew all too well how horribly your past relationships had went, and for her new year’s resolution she was hoping to break that cycle.
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The clock had ticked by to 11pm, you and Megan had found yourselves a comfy spot to sit and wait for the clock to strike twelve.
You had been yapping her ear off about a new game coming out and she just kept nodding as you rambled about the storyline. She was infatuated, the way the corners if your eyes crinkled when you smiled, the way you looked at her when you spoke so enthusiastically. God everything about you just made her heart go 100 miles per hour.
Megan had her hand locked with yours as you stared up at the sky, snow was falling. You grinned.
“Can we build a snow man after this mei?”
She smiled back and squeezed your hand, pulling you into her side.
“Is that even a question? Of course.”
You both grinned at each other.
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Time passed so fast, with a world that seemed to never stop moving, you could only wonder why you were blessed with a ‘friend’ like Megan.
Loud counting quickly snapped you out of your thoughts. The countdown was happening? You looked over at Megan and then began counting loudly along with the crowd, she just watched you with a warm smile.
“5,4,3,2,1!!”
Confetti began raining down in the crowds, it was gorgeous— unlike anything you had ever seem before. You glanced back at Megan, only to be met with a warm kiss.
Her lips were soft, warm. They felt so right against your own. You froze for a second before melting, your hands falling to her sides as you held her closer. You only realised you had kissed her when they bith if you had pulled back, panting slightly. The kiss was so perfect, confetti falling all around you both. It felt almost unreal.
“Did we just?—“
“Yeah.”
Megan muttered as she smiled nervously. You blinked once, then twice, trying to decipher whether this was a figment of your imagination or if you had really just kissed her. For a moment you just stared at her, trying to engrain the look of love that was plastered on her face into your memory.
You let out a shaky sigh and pulled her back in for a quick peck.
“You should’ve done it sooner.”
You muttered as she pulled you into her arms. The snow fell around you, covering the floors in a soft white sheet. You pulled back and gave crooked smile.
“So about that snowman?—“
Megan chuckled softly and pulled you by the hand.
“Uh huh. C’mon let’s go build it then.”
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You both now stood in front of the lopsided snowman with no nose and a crooked pebble grin. He wasn’t perfect, but he was yours.
Megan had waited until you had your back turned, pushing into the the sides snowman to give him arms. She balled up snow and hurled it at your back, breaking out into a fit of giggles when you yelped.
“You little—“
Megan was fast, but not fast enough. She only made it a few metres away before getting tackled on the soft snow. She turned over and gave a nervous giggle as she was met face to face with you.
“I’m sorry..”
She murmured, you just pressed a kiss to her lips, before pulling back with a satisfied hum.
“We’re even now.”
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The walk home was nowhere near silent, you nervously rambled to her trying to fill the silence.
When you both had reached the hotel, and taken warm showers and settled in your pyjamas, she held your hands and looked at you nervously.
“Hey, y’know i was thinking maybe we could go out? Somewhere for us y’know?”
Your eyes softened as they scanned hers before you nodded, you could see the relief that filled her body when she realised you liked her just as much as she did you.
“Yeah. I’d like that a lot actually.”
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New years meant new beginnings, a chance to experience new things and meet new people.
Now all Megan could think was about how beautiful you looked next to her. Maybe this wasn’t how you expected new years would go, but you’d be lying if you said this wasn’t the best you’d ever had. Next to your best friend, more like the love of your life.
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Hi guys i felt like writing bc I’m not getting any requests but this might be bad becuaee i feel half dead and so i lowkey js had to write this for ky sanity
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