ᡣ𐭩 “𝙟𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙨?” oneshot — bestfriend!alysa x bestfriend!reader..but they confess to eachother.
ᡣ𐭩 “𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙯𝙮, 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩?” oneshot — ex!alysa x ex!f!reader..but they make up after their breakup.
ᡣ𐭩 “𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙨” oneshot — gf!alysa x gf!reader..but reader is crying and needs alysa's comfort.
ᡣ𐭩 “𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩!” headcanons — gf!alysa x gf!reader..but reader is basically human fluttershy and alysa is rainbow dash.
ᡣ𐭩 “𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙞?” oneshot — gf!alysa x gf!reader...but reader owns a snake who lives intertwined with readers body that makes alysa hesitate to hug reader.
ᡣ𐭩 “𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙣𝙤𝙩, 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡?” ficlet pt1. — fratboy!alysa x f!reader...but they fall for eachother, alysa hurting reader in the process of realizing it.
ᡣ𐭩 “𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙪𝙨 𝙩𝙬𝙤.” oneshot — gf!alysa x gf!reader...but reader struggles with paranoia and hallucinations and alysa comforts them after a nightmare.
ᡣ𐭩 “𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩” headcanons — gf!masc!alysa x fem!gf!reader...but reader and alysa have such polar opposite aesthetics that it's impossible to ignore.
ᡣ𐭩 “𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙮 𝙤𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪” ficlet pt2. — fratboy!alysa x f!reader...but alysa is trying to fix her mistakes.
ᡣ𐭩 “𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪” oneshot - gf!alysa x gf!reader...but reader and alysa are in a secret relationship, and reader has jealousy issues alysa is trying to fix.
&. BRING ME TO LIFE 【 frozen inside without your touch 】
synopsis: you finally reveal your relationship to everyone
pairing: alt!gf!alysa x gyaru!fem!reader
w.c: 0.6k
contains: tooth rotting fluffff
kk here: genuinely need alt Alysa in my life like right nowwww ( request by anon )
Neither you nor Alysa had ever intended to hide your relationship from your friends.
Obviously, you wanted to tell them together in real life, but life got in the way and you just never got to it.
You kept telling yourselves “Oh, I’ll tell them tomorrow.” But days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months, then it’s been seven months and you’ve yet to tell anyone. In the blink of an eye, telling people about your relationship became an afterthought and hiding it became a habit.
Nobody would ever guess that you two were together anyway.
Practically opposites, your closet was filled with bright colours, mainly beige, pink and cheetah prints while Alysa’s was a million shades of black.
Nevertheless, that never stopped you from stealing her clothes.
Slowly, black spread into your closet like the plague. A black hoodie would be seen peeking out between two hot pink tank tops that probably would’ve given someone like Alysa a heart attack.
She wasn’t an exception to being infected either. The occasional cheetah-print bow would invade her dull room, big gold bracelets, your fur coat draped over her chair, a big, colourful makeup palette on her bathroom sink…
Everywhere you looked, there was a trace of you.
Despite your differences, Alysa would rather start wearing your clothes than be away from you for more than ten hours at a time.
Even though she thinks that your room, quote unquote, “gives me a headache”, she would still willingly go to your place just to spend time with you.
The first time someone discovered your relationship was completely on accident.
Alysa’s brothers were over when they spotted a pink hat that had “BABYDOLL” in rhinestones plastered on the front.
Joshua picked it up, looked over it and said, “This can’t be yours, right?”
Alysa looked over and mindlessly replied with “It’s my girlfriend’s.”
Justin’s head snapped up. “You have a girlfriend?”
“And you didn’t tell us?” Joshua made a face.
“Yeah… we’ve been together for like seven months and we just haven’t gotten to telling anyone,” Alysa said, looking like a deer caught in headlights.
As soon as they left, she texted you.
alysa: my brothers found out
alysa: they found ur hat
you:
you: what did they say?
alysa: they were just annoyed i didn’t tell them
you: thank god
you: what now?
you: maybe it’s time
alysa: to?
you: tell everyone
alysa: sure
you: okay next time we go out we’ll post a hard launch
[ alysa reacted 🖤 to your message ]
The next date was at her place, and taking the perfect hard launch picture was harder than you had expected.
Five hundred pictures later, you finally had the perfect one. You were on Alysa’s lap, your hair barely covering your kiss. It was exactly what you wanted. It was perfect.
You posted it on your story, with the song “Bring Me to Life” by Evanescence and the caption being “she’s not as cool as me tho”.
She reposted it, and everyone was freaking out. Your phones got bombarded with messages, likes and “ARE YOU SERIOUS”s.
You had to reply to them one by one, explaining your entire relationship and why you hadn’t told anyone until then.
After that, you started posting more and more moments of your relationship, and your story would just be pictures of Alysa at your place or outside.