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[iloveboobies06]

bestie am I going crazy or was there not a part 2 of “how did we get here” where r and Dani finally hang out and do some exploring per Dani’s request 👀👀👀

there was. im just cutting them into two parts bc i thought the first one was a bit too long.

it’ll be out soon😅

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how did we get here? | daniela avanzini

pairings: daniela avanzini x female!reader

summary: being up way too late at night

warnings: smut; phone sex, g!preader

it's an ungodly hour. you've been tossing and turning all night. wrestling with your sheets and sighing after every minute slowly passed. your phone buzzes unexpectedly into the quiet room. you groan, your eyes shooting open and you reached your hand over, fumbling for it. "who the fuck is up this late?" you mutter, your voice raspy. the screen illuminates your face, eliminating your irritation as a quiet warmth spreads throughout you.

daniela.

just seeing her name made you light up, suddenly less sleepy than before.

zini can't sleep, u up?

a smile touches your lips. of course she can't sleep. you remembered her not being able to sleep without you. something she admitted while the two of you were drunk in her apartment.

you obviously. wats up?

zini jus thinking bout tdy. u really embarrassed me at dinner

you chuckled remembering the night you had just a few hours earlier. the waiter, some dude with a kind smile and eyes that lingered on daniela a little too long. and you, fueled by a few glasses of cheap wine and maybe even jealousy, had announced his crush to the whole table. daniela turned away shy becoming bashful. she always made this cute face when she got embarrased. it always made you want to both laugh and kiss her.

you oh pls, u loved it. admit it.

zini I did not I almost died right there at the table

you ur face was priceless though

zini he prob thinks imma weirdo now

you nah he was def still checkin u out after I said it

zini ur delusional

you n ur in denial

zini whatevr🙄

you u know I'm right

zini ur so annoying

you but u love me😘

zini unfortunately

you grin at your phone. two years. it's been two years since you met. two years of longing and yearning after the other girl like a puppy. your collaboration with the girls was only supposed to be temporary, only a few tiktoks posted with them for some exposure. but the way you and daniela acted and danced with one another, it was clear the two of you could never part. it was inevitable, even fans noticed.

zini r u wearing that stupid shirt to bed

you which one? I have many stupid shirts

zini the tight one wit the cartoon dinosaur on the front

you how'd u know I was wearin it? u spying on me?

zini u wear it evry time u can't sleep its ur comfort shirt

you wow, you rlly pay attention to me

zini someone has to

you what're u wearing then stalker?

zini tank top n shorts

you boring

zini srry I don't sleep in dinosaur shirts

you this shirt is iconic u a hater

zini whatever u say

you shift in bed, your shirt suddenly feeling too warm, too constricting.

you send me a pic prove it

zini y would I do that?

you bc u love proving me wrong

zini I don't have to prove anything

you 🐓

zini I'm not a chicken

you then prove it

you wait, your heart beating a bit faster than before. you've danced around this line before, hinted at it, joked about it. hell you've seen her in her underwear before but those intentions were pure...in some form. your phone buzzes again. this time a picture from her. it showed daniela from the chest down, her black tank stretched tight across her breasts. she wasn't wearing a bra, her nipples clearly visible pressing against the thin fabric. the top of her face is cut off but you could see her mouth curved into a mischievous grin.

zini well see? I was telling the truth

you I notice sum else

zini wht?

you u seem a lil cold or mayb not so cold

zini shut up!😒 its jus the ac

you sure it is

zini whatevr

you u know u look rlly gorgeous in this pic

zini jus gorgeous? not sexy?

you u know ur sexy

zini ik but say it anyway I want u to say it

you ur the sexiest woman I know

zini thts better now ur turn

you my turn for what?

zini send me a pic back

you same style?

zini if u dare

you hesitate, bringing your phone up above you, pulling your shirt up to reveal the black bra you were wearing underneath, making sure your abs are visible as well.

zini damn

you what?

zini u've been holding out on me wit those abs

you I go to the gym occasionally

zini I can see that is it bad that I wanna see more

you more like wat

zini u know what

you I don't think I do

zini dont play dumb wit me

you what r u willing to trade for it

zini trade?

you yea u know, u show me sum, I show you sum

zini oh? u want those kinda pictures don't u baby

you yea tryna see that ass

zini yea? u want it?

you yk I love it

zini I def do ur always staring at it

you no I'm NOT

zini yes u are but is cute bby I love it u drive a hard bargain

you imma business woman

zini fine

another picture comes through, this time taken from behind. daniela's sitting on her bed, her shorts now off, her feet covered in cute white socks, tucked under her ass. she's wearing a thong. one that disappears tight between her cheeks and her back that arches tight leading down.

you fuck u look so fucking good u sleep in a thong?

zini no

you so you put them on jus for me?

zini ...focus

you why r u doing this to me

zini what what am I doing? show me baby, I want a pic

you wait, your heart pounding in your chest. this is definitely crossing a line, but you can't stop. you don't wanna stop.

zini want one jus like this

daniela is lying on her back, shorts back on, her hand resting on the waistband, pulling them down slightly to reveal the curve of her hips and her abs that sit just above her matching black panties.

zini but I want more I wanna see all of u

you thts gonna cost u

you positioned your phone again just slightly above you. this time pulling your sweats down low, just below your bulge hiding in your boxers. you make sure your tattoos are visible, knowing how much daniela likes them. she immediately responded, the 'read' icon appearing the second you sent it.

zini holy shit

you good or bad?

zini good very good is this okay? its just making me so fucking turned on

you yea

zini I'm confused but I want more

you I want more of u too

zini I can see how big u are what do you wanna see?

you ervything

zini be specific

you wanna see ur boobs

zini jus my boobs?

you to start

a good minute passes then your phone buzzes. it's her chest again, but this time, the tank top is gone. her breasts were small but perfect, round and full. her areolas were darker than you thought they'd be, not that you'd thought about it.

you fuck, they're perfect

zini u think so?

you wanna put my mouth on em

zini ur so dirty tn

you u bring it out in me

your hands were now stuffed inside your sweats, stroking your cock slowly, teasing yourself as you looked over the pictures she sent you.

zini u know u missed smth

you what am I missing?

zini let me see it

you sent her another, this time opting for a live photo. one of you pulling your boxers down, revealing yourself to the camera, hard and head glistening with cum for her. you gave yourself a couple of strokes before sending it to her.

zini oh my god fuck so pretty

you I'm so fucking hard for u

zini good

instead of another picture from her, a voice message through. at first it was just soft even breathing, that then turned into sharp gasps and soft moans as wet pounding echoed in the back so loud that you could hear when she had bought the phone closer to her cunt. you could see her know. pounding her fingers in herself. you wondered how many. how many fingers she had shoved inside herself to replicate your size. wondered how good she felt. daniela's breathing quickens, little whimpers here and there that gave you chills. "fuck," she whispers. "I'm so fucking wet right now." the wet sounds become more pronounced as she went faster.

you could hear the movements of her fingers, the slapping of her skin but then it would suddenly stop. she would whine and it would start up again. she was teasing herself. such a good girl. your own hand drifts down your body, mirroring her actions. "I wish you were here," she moans. "wish it was your fingers instead of mine." your eyes closed as you imagined it. the next time you met up. maybe you in her apartment, pinning her to the wall as you fucked her with your fingers. "are you touching yourself?" she asks, her voice strained. "want you to stroke that thick cock for me. want you to cum with me." her sounds became more frantic as you matched her pace.

you stopped reluctantly, reaching over to grab your already opened laptop, going to your messages and playing the audio from there instead. her moans filled the room as you positioned your phone, resting on your stomach as you film yourself stroking your cock as her voice played in the background. you moaned heavily behind the phone. your grip shaking as you followed her. "I'm close," she gasp. "so close." your own hips are bucking into your hand and the second her moans reached her high, you knew she was cumming.

your cum shot out of you unexpectedly, making a mess on your stomach, ruining your shirt. you stopped the recording, sending the video to her.

you holy shit

zini yea that was intense can I call u?

you yea

your phone rings almost immediately. you answer, bringing it to your ear without a word. "hey," she says, her voice soft.

"hey," you reply, getting up and heading over to your bathroom. you stood there for a bit, looking in the mirror before deciding to clean yourself up.

"I...I don't know what to say," she admits. "I've never done anything like that before."

"me neither," you confess. "not really. but I don't regret it."

"I don't either," she says quietly. "i thought I was straight."

"sexuality isn't always black and white," you offer gently. you didn't want to overstimulate her. you just wanted to offer her some reassurance.

"I know, but...I've never felt this way about a friend before," she admits. "especially not a girl." there's silence for a moment. "can I be honest?" she asks.

"always."

"I've been attracted to you for a while," she confesses. "I just didn't know how to say it. or if I should say it. or what it meant."

your heart races at her words. "really?"

"yeah," she says softly. "but I was scared it would ruin our friendship. I love you, y/n. I don't wanna lose you."

"and now?"

"now I'm scared of the same thing," she admits. "but I'm more scared of not exploring this."

"what do you want to explore?" you ask, though you already know the answer.

"us," she says simply. "whatever 'us' may be." you smile into the darkness of your room.

"I want that too." well it wasn't exactly what you wanted but she needed her time and you were willing to wait, a reasonable time of course.

"good," she says, relief evident in her voice. "because I think I'm gonna need more of that after tonight." you laughed softly, changing your shirt as you walked back into your room. another dumb shirt that said 'BIGGEST EATER' on the front in big bold letters. daniela got it for you while searching hot topic for KATSEYE merch to get you. "I'm tired now, but I miss you and I really wanna see you." she yawned over the phone.

"I want that too," you replied. "soon?"

"as soon as possible."

"I've got some stuff I gotta do, but I can come see you inna few days." you yawned yourself.

"yea," she said her voice sleepy. "I should let you sleep," she says reluctantly. "we both have to work tomorrow."

"right," you say, though sleep is the furthest thing from your mind now. "good night, dani," you say.

"good night." she says ending the call.

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Daniela x non famous r, Dani has R come to all the video and photo shoots because she feels more safe and comfortable when R is there, maybe include Dani asking R to come and R figuring out why Dani asked?

this one’s for you anon.

haven’t been able to write for a while but thought this was cute 😊

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closer | daniela avanzini

pairings: daniela avanzini x female reader

warnings: none; fluff

summary: being her safe place

↝ requested

daniela sat taut in a makeup chair, eyes closed trying hard not to fidget while a makeup artist flicked a brush across her cheeks. her fingers tapped anxious against her knee. she was excited of course to film their new music video. she loved the concept and the girls had always had fun when filming. it was the after that she feared. the moment when incessant noise from 'fans' would be the only thing she saw across all social media. she often tried to ignore it and sometimes she could but that didn't mean it didn't get to her, making her unnerved and exhausted every time they performed.

"you okay?" Lara said from just across her. "you're doing that thing again."

"what?" she said, looking up confused as the artist backed away.

"the leg bouncing. look like you're about to crawl out of your skin."

daniela forced herself still, breathing heavy through her nose. "sorry. it's just this...its kind of a lot. i'm just a little anxious." she stopped, her throat tightening. "it's okay. i'm fine." before she could say anything further, the door beside her opened and her whole body eased once she realized who it was.

"hey, baby," y/n said softly, stepping inside the room balancing two cupholders of drinks and a soft smile on her face. "i brought boba this time. megan told me last time not to show up unless I had something to give." y/n laughed softly, moving forward to the center of the room.

lara laughed, stepping forward to grab the cups from y/n. "thank god. she's been vibrating for the last twenty minutes." y/n set a cup down in front of daniela and moved behind her chair, her hands finding daniela's shoulders and leaning her back to press a soft kiss to her forehead. daniela melted into her, her eyes fluttering shut.

"bad morning?" y/n asked, her fingers tracing patterns up daniela's neck.

"just..a little loud," daniela whispered. "i feel kinda scattered."

"you want me to stay in here for a bit? i can just tell 'em you 're doing some last minute rehearsals." daniela nodded, biting her lip.

"yea. please. just need like five more minutes."

"take ten," lara said, packing up her things. "I'll take these to them." lara said holding up the drinks. "thanks, y/n"

"yea. no problem." lara left the room a long with the artist and when the door finally clicked shut, y/n moved to sit, turning her chair so she could face daniela properly. she took daniela's hands in hers and pressed a kiss to her knuckles.

"what's wrong, dani. tell me," y/n said, her voice soft.

daniela looked at her. "they want me to do one of the solo shots next," she said the words coming easier as she held her hands. "well, again. the first shots didn't go so well. the suit refused to come off." she laughed softly, causing a small smile to raise on y/n's face. "but I can't help thinking I look stupid. I can't really figure out how to stand without thinking I'm going to fall when they pull it or that the shots just gonna look dumb."

y/n squezzed her hands. "look at me." daniela raised her head. "you are the most confident person in any room, any stage. you just show up and I'll know that you'll figure it out."

"I don't feel confident sometimes," daniela admitted.

y/n's expression dropped, her face turning serious but soft. "daniela," she said, grabbing the other girl's face in her hands. "you are the most talented and brilliant person i've ever met. and if you wanna hide in here all day, we can do that. I'll be here. I'll even make up some dramatic illness." daniela giggled. "the point is, you don't have to earn your rest or your comfort, but I know who you are, and so do you. so I know if you go out there and do this shoot that you're gonna kill it regardless." y/n pressed their foreheads together. "regardless of how funny you feel, I'll be here. off camera, probably being annoying, taking way too many photos of my gorgeous confident girl."

"you never take too many," daniela whispered.

"I could never take too many," y/n corrected, then kissed her, grounding her. daniela considered it. hiding away from it all. but then she looked at y/n again, at the way she was watching her, patient. she did know who she was. and she knew that at the risk of giving up she would risk losing what made her, her. she couldn't do that. not to herself or to y/n, she thought.

she sighed. "fine. I'll do my popstar duties." she giggled. "but you have to stay until the very last second. I want you here."

"yea?"

"yea." daniela said, suddenly shy. "you...you make me feel safe. I want you at all of my shoots, but I know you're sometimes busy." daniela moved to hold onto y/n's waist after her admission.

y/n kissed the top of her head. "I'd still come." y/n said shamelessly.

daniela looked up. "really? I couldn't ask you to do that."

y/n wrapped her arms around the smaller girl. "you don't have to. I always want to be here for you." y/n said softly. "I love watching you work. even when you're stressed or doubting yourself because I get to watch you become yourself, the confident daniela that I love. even when it's 'messy', I'll always be here."

[iloveboobies06]

did you delete your ‘old’ billie fic? i can’t tell if you wrote one and i can’t find it, or im just going crazy😭

i haven’t deleted any I swear🙏

a lot of posts have been flagged by tumblr bc they think my pictures show nudity. all of them are still up but have been hidden🤧

im working on getting them back up tho, trust.

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Heeey!! Hope you're doing well!🥹🫶🏼

-🥐

hi 🥐anon

im doing great

i know I owe you a fic. prom I’ll get it done jus not sure how to go bout it yet😅

ill get it done tho, trust.

tryin to get all my works out again wo them being flagged. tumblr seems to hate pics that show the tiniest of skin

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hey correct me if i’m wrong but didn’t you write like a part in friends where dani and the reader like did something like over the phone, or am i imagining things and that was someone else ?

you’re not wrong. I did.

it’s just not up anymore because my a lot of my posts got flagged for my pictures 🤦‍♀️

tumblr thinks im posting nudity on here or sum. I’ll put it back on here at some point 😅

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MORE MADDY PLS IM YEARNING

definitely

surprised more ppl don’t write for her🤧 sitting on gold rn.

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i’ll miss your katseye fics!! you were one of my favorite authors :,)

thank you, love 🫶

writing for them was fun but I just haven’t been feeling it lately

maybe I’ll write for them again one day. i still have lots of drafts so who knows 🤷‍♀️

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feenin' | maddy perez

pairings: maddy perez x female reader [implied black!reader]

warnings: substance use; sexual themes

summary: blunts got you feeling something new for your best friend

you were lying on your stomach on her white rug, legs kicked up behind you, chin propped in your hands.

maddy was lying across her bed on her back, holding the blunt between her fingers up to the light above her.

"this is such good shit," she said after what felt like a long beat of silence, her voice lazy. "fez got it from some guy who grows it in his garage. apparently he plays music to the plants."

you snorted. "that's not real."

"it is so real, you bitch." she brought the blunt between her lips and inhaled. she held it, her cheeks hollowing, before she blew it out. "the plants like music. that's like science."

"that's not science." you said laughing.

"it is. just let it go." she passed the blunt down to you, her fingers brushing yours as you took it. "you're just mad you didn't think of it first. you could be growing your damn houseplants right now, building an army."

"I don't have houseplants."

"that's cause you kill everything you touch," she said, her voice soft and teasing. she rolled onto her side, cradling her head in her hand, watching you with heavy-lidded eyes. "like a cunty tornado."

you chuckled, taking another hit. "that's the weed talkin'."

"what do you mean? that's all me. the weeds just making me brave enough to say it." she smiled. "mm y'know what I think?"

"you're gonna tell me regardless." you sighed.

"I think," she continued, ignoring you, "that we've been friends for what..?like two years?"

"hm, a lil longer but yea."

"two years," she pointed, like you were wrong or something. "right, we've done everything together. parties, drugs, crying in bathrooms,showering together, that week where we only ate a bunch of random junk food—"

"that was your idea."

"—yet," she said, raising up on her bed, "how come we've never kissed?"

you exhaled, laughing in the middle of taking another hit. "what?"

"think about it." she sat cross-legged now, her tank top strap slipping off her shoulder. she didn't fix it. "real friends kiss. you've made out with rue AND lexi. how do I know we're really friends if we've never even pecked?"

you stared at her. the weed was making her look extremely attractive in this light. "that's not a thing."

"it is so a thing." she leaned forward. "we could've been kissing all this time. you can't fake a good kiss. it's proof."

"proof of what?"

"proof that you actually like me." you laughed, coughing as smoke filled your lungs.

"maddy, I drove 40 minutes to bring you soup when you had that stomach thing last month. I let you borrow my favorite jacket, which your ass never gave back. and I sat through three miserable hours of you explaining why some eyeshadow palette was worth 80 dollars. I obviously like you."

"but you've never kissed me," she said. there was something in her voice. something you couldn't explain. she tilted her head making her hair spill over her shoulders. "maybe you're just pretending. maybe this whole thing is a long con. maybe you're just waiting to steal my identity, my whole face and person."

"I'm black."

"i'm curious." she held out her hand, palm up, waiting for you. "one kiss. just to verify. how do I know you're not a hologram?"

you took another drag, considering her offer. "you're serious," you said.

"I'm always serious about kissing." she bit her lip. "c'mon. just a peck. we'll laugh about it."

you looked at the blunt in your hand, then back at her. this shit had to be playing tricks on you. but she was watching you with those eyes, how could you say no.

"fine," you said. "this is stupid."

you pushed up from her rug, crawling onto her bed next to her. maddy sat up straighter, on her knees, waiting. you pushed yourself in front of her, blunt held steady between your fingers, and leaned in. she smelled like vanilla and weed. her lips were slightly parted, waiting for you.

you closed the distance, pressing a quick kiss to her mouth. it only lasted about a second. you settled back, bringing the blunt back to your lips like nothing happened.

"there. proof of friendship." maddy giggled. it started small but then grew to a full blown laugh that made her fall back onto her pillows.

"that," she said, "was the most pathetic kiss I have ever received in my life."

"excuse me?"

"you're such a bitch. what? do you not like me anymore?" she sat up again, crawling toward you on her knees, her shorts riding up her thighs.

you started to laugh too. "you said a peck!"

"I said a peck. not whatever that was." she was close again. she reached out, her hands finding your waist. "if you're gonna kiss me, actually kiss me. otherwise, what the hell is the point?"

"maddy..."

"don't 'maddy' me." her thumbs were rubbing small circles on your sides. "I'm just asking for a real kiss. one that counts. is that so scary?"

it absolutely was. but the weed has softened your edges, and her hands were so warm.

"fine," you whispered.

"fine," she repeated, already leaning in. this time you let her press her mouth to yours, and you kissed her back. really kissed her. she made a small sound, encouraging, and you deepened it, your hands finding her waist to pull her closer.

it was better than you imagined. she kissed like she did everything. she was confident and sure. her tongue brushed yours, insistent. you finally broke apart.

she laughed again, but it was different. "see?" she said, her forehead pressed against yours. "that was a kiss. that was proof"

"proof?" you asked, your voice rough.

"proof you like me." she pulled back to meet your eyes, a smile on her face.

"told ya"

"you ain't tell me shit." you rolled your eyes, smiling softly.

"I implied it." she kissed the corner of your mouth, then your jaw. "I implied a lot of things." she kissed your cheek. "like how you should probably do that again."

your hands were on her waist. you let them slide up and she arched into you. "you're so soft," you murmured.

"I moisturize," she whispered against your cheek, feeling her smile. "you should feel the rest of me." she guided your hands to her hips, then around to the small of her back, pressing closer.

"need to know if you're a good kisser everywhere, or just my mouth." she hummed.

you laughed. "maddy, we're high."

"so?" she pulled back. "do you wanna stop?"

you should but where's the fun in that?

"no." you said.

"good," she breathed, pressing her lips against yours once again. her hands were in your hair, tilting your head to the angle she wanted, and you let her. she pushed you back onto the bed, climbing over you, sitting on your lap.

she sat back on your hips, letting you pull her shirt over her head. she wore nothing underneath. nothing except a cross necklace you gave her. one she never took off.

"you're staring," she said, sounding pleased.

"you're beautiful."

"I know." she leaned down, kissing you again. "but thank you."

you gave her everything she wanted, sucking and biting while her hands fisted in your hair. she pushed you back, leaning towards your ear. "I want you to learn me."

"learn you?"

"mmm." she whispered. "want to show you everything. and you're gonna memorize me. so when we do more, and we will, you'll know exactly how to touch me."

she leaned down and kissed the corner of your mouth. then moved to your jaw, pressing a soft kiss there. "i like it here when I'm nervous. grounds me."

she then pulled your head up, sitting up and moving you down to press your lips against her stomach, near her hip-bone. "drives me insane."

you groaned. "you're evil."

"thorough. show me what you've learned." she settled against you.

you spent hours kissing her, learning her body. you learned she loved having her neck sucked but hated having her ears touched. learned she loved having her hair pulled, when you kissed her deeply.

you groped her. her breasts, her ass, pulling her closer. she guided you. showed you where to press harder.

"like this?" you asked, your hand sliding down to cup her ass, squeezing it in your hands.

"yes," she gasped. she kissed you, cupping your face between her hands, her nails scratching your face as she ground her pussy in your lap.

at some point in the night, you finally stopped. she pulled a blanket over you both, burying her face in your neck. "this is nice. safe." she whispered sleepy.

"yeah." you whispered, placing a kiss to her forehead.

"we're so doing this again," she said. wasn't even a question.

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↝ haven't had any req for maddy yet...hmm

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obvi' obvi' | manon bannerman

warnings: none; fluff

pairings: manon bannerman x celebrity!female!reader

summary: manon keeps making it obvious that the two of you are together, even though she's not supposed to.

↝ feelin' like dylan in the dunphy house after him and haley broke up every time i see her pictures

the live started usually, with all six members (plus you) crammed onto some random couch, waving at a camera with smiles on their faces.

manon was wedged between sophia and yoonchae, purposely separated from you, for good reason too, with a smile already on her face. "first question," sophia read out, attempting to maintain order.

"they're asking if we have any celebrity crushes." manon's eyes immediately lit up, her voice dropping slightly.

"i don't know about crushes, but i do have someone i admire a lot." various names had begun to appear, some even being the names of her friends. "not a guy," manon clarified.

"she's got this incredible voice, and she's the most talented person i've ever met." manon made eye contact with you, jokingly drawing a heart with her fingers, blowing a kiss your way before mouthing 'you'. you turned away, laughing immediately.

sophia shot her a warning look, but manon just shrugged, completely unbothered. "what? i can't appreciate talent when i see it? i think the talent likes it when i talk about her."

when lara asked about your new album, manon's hand, which had been resting in her lap, slid into frame, 'accidentally', showing off a silver ring on her pinky finger that had perfectly matched the one you were currently wearing.

"we're all listening to y/n's new album preview," lara said. "it's fucking amazing."

"yea, uhh, the songs are very special to me." you chuckled, shaking your head as you glanced towards manon.

awkward by nature you were.

manon's smirk widened. "special how? like inna 'stayed up all night writing' special or 'inspired by certain acts' special?" you couldn't help but laugh, turning your head to avoid her flirty gaze.

"you're terrible, meret," you said, shaking your head.

"only for you," she replied.

the fans thought she was joking, given how she had put on the same flirty front before with lara. only if they knew how dead serious she was.

your phone buzzed. it was manon, she had just posted a new story. you opened it to find a mirror selfie with her in only a bra and shorts. her abs on display, distracting of course, but what showed behind her was you. asleep in the bed behind her wearing the exact hoodie you had on now, your face barely visible but your hair and familiar ring unmistakable.

you groaned, running a hand through your hair. and as if on cue, comments started to flood in again. you groaned, running a hand through your hair.

y/n_is_mother: is y/n wearing her hoodie????

manonstan: ITS THE SAME FROM HER STORY

kats_fever: fuck she just ran her hand through her hair😫IS THAT A HICKEY ON HEr NECK???

manon gasped, pointing to herself mouthing 'it was me," while the others looked away. you touched your neck, forgetting about the mark.

your eyes skimmed the comments, most of them talking about the same thing.

"i don't have a hickey." you deflected. "i know i don't have one." you laughed. "y'know how i know?" you said brushing them off. "cause i have nobody," you joked. "no admirers. no people waiting in line," you sighed jokingly. "i'm alone." you stated finally, staring off dramatically.

it worked for about ten minutes. some believing your joking state.

"i'll wait in line for you." manon joke, voice low and sensual, looking at you while she batted her eyelashes.

"that's a long line. you'd have to compete with all of her fans." lara joked. sophia rested her palm on her forehead. daniela hid her face behind a pillow, while you laughed.

"y'know," you said, leaning over the girls and closer to manon, "for a group that's supposed to be media trained, some of you are terrible at it."

manon's eyes widened in offense. "who, me? imma natural."

"natural disater," you shot back, grinning. "pretty sure, 'don't leak unreleased music and then hint at giving your friend a hickey on live' was on day one of the training." the others groaned but manon just laughed.

"well, i find it restrictive," she said, winking. "besides, where's the fun in that."

"maybe, keeping a job and a friend?" you shook your head, still smiling.

"mm, but you love it," she replied, her voice softening.

"oh my god." daniela said laughing in the back.

sophia grabbed the the phone. "okay, that's enough media failures for one day," she said. "we'll see you all soon!"

[iloveboobies06]

promise | maddy perez

warnings: angst n' yearning

summary: it sucks not being able to love you

pairings: maddy perez x female reader

wc: 3k

↝ its the winter formal but who cares

↝ know this isn't katseye. just wanted some traction hence the tag. ignore it if you wish.

↝ going back to writing in 3rd. just seems more fitting.

alternate song: good at breaking hearts - jungle

~ season 1 ep 8: and salt the earth behind you, ~

y/n stood before the mirror in her bedroom, adjusting the silk tie around her neck. the tie that matched perfectly with the dress she'd knew maddy would be wearing.

she spent weeks searching for the exact shade, asking the girls subtle questions about maddy's prom dress until she was finally told.

tonight was prom night. the night that really mattered.

her phone buzzed.

kat u still coming tonight? maddys been asking about u

she smiled. maddy had been asking about her. that had to mean something...right?

their friendship had always been intense. maddy knew y/n had feelings for her ever since they kissed.

it was just the summer before, during a sleepover with the girls at maddy's house when her parents were away. the girls had been drinking and eventually passed out on the floor during a movie.

only maddy and y/n were awake, lying on her bed, growing closer to each other. maddy turned to her, smiling softly, then grabbing her cheek in her hand and pressing her lips on hers.

it was the best kiss y/n ever had. she fell asleep that night in maddy's arms with a bright smile on her face and maddy's soft lips stuck in her head.

the next day, maddy pretended it never happened, never spoke about it, but she made it clear she enjoyed it and possibly even wanted more.

but nate complicated everything. their relationship was toxic way beyond belief. just constant fighting and making up that left maddy in tears more often than not.

y/n saw the bruises, heard the shouting, and held maddy while she cried after their worst fights.

kat, bb, rue, and even cassie, (though her and cassie never got along that well), all encouraged her to make a move.

"you're so good to her," rue had told her last week, high out of her mind at a party while y/n stared at maddy.

but maddy always went back to him. always.

she took one last look in the mirror, smoothing out her jacket. she was ready.

==

y/n stepped into the gymnasium, which was covered in large lights and draped fabric. she looked around, her eyes immediately scanning for maddy.

she saw her.

she was sitting at a table, with the girls of course, her dress clinging to her curves, and her hair up and over her shoulders.

her breath caught. she walked closer to the table until she was right behind her. as if feeling her presence, maddy turned, her eyes immediately lighting up when she met y/n's.

a slow smile spread across her face, and she excused herself from the table, making her way towards her and wrapping her arms around her neck.

"you came," maddy said, her voice warm and her smile genuine.

"wouldn't miss it," she replied, her heart pounding. "you look very beautiful, madeline."

maddy's eyes dropped to her tie, her smile widening as she grabbed into between her hands. "we match."

"I know."

they stood for a moment, just looking at each other, a slow song fading in the background.

"you gonna ask me to dance or you just gonna stare at me all night?" maddy teased.

y/n laughed. "would you like to dance?" she asked, pulling back and offering her hand.

maddy took it, her fingers lacing with hers. "I'd love to."

as they made their way to the middle of the floor, y/n caught sight of the girls, giving her thumbs-ups from the table. she couldn't help but grin as maddy dragged her along.

maddy pulled y/n close, wrapping her arms around her neck, while she placed hers on maddy's waist. they moved together in sync, smiling as they swayed.

"i'm glad you came," maddy whispered, her breath warm against her ear.

"where else would I be at?" she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

maddy rested her head on y/n's shoulders, her body growing more comfortable as they moved.

"maddy," she started, her heart racing, "there's something I need to tell you-"

maddy tensed, her head raised and her gaze shifted, her attention diverted by something over y/n's shoulder. y/n followed behind her to see nate just across from them, dancing with some girl she didn't recognize.

he was holding the girl way too close. way too inappropriate for a high school dance.

his hands rested on her ass, gripping it in his hands as he whispered something in her ear, his eyes fixed on maddy the entire time.

maddy's fingers dug slightly into her shoulders. her happy expression vanishing, replaced by indifference.

"what a cunt," maddy muttered under her breath.

y/n's heart sank. this moment, the perfect moment she had been waiting for, was once again ruined by nate.

"maddy," she said softly, trying to bring maddy's attention back to her. "forget about him. I want you to look at me."

maddy blinked, her eyes focusing on her. "sorry."

y/n shook her head, forcing a smile. "it doesn't matter. let's just dance."

the continued but something had shifted between them. the intimacy was gone, replaced by tension. maddy kept glancing over at nate, her jaw tight. she couldn't tell if she was angry or hurt.

y/n tried to ignore it, pretend that she didn't notice maddy's attention was elsewhere. she held maddy closer, trying to remind her that she was here, that she was the one dancing with her.

it was no use. maddy's mind was already across the room, caught up in their toxic bubble.

y/n could feel the tears bubbling in her eyes. when the song ended, she pulled away, forcing another smile. "I'm gonna go to the bathroom. I'll be back."

"okay," maddy replied, though her eyes were already scanning the crowd again.

y/n turned and walked away, her chest tight. she had been so close but her chest weighed heavy. she had to get the hell out of here.

==

the sound of the music muffled behind the closed door. y/n leaned against the sink, trying to refocus her brain. her eyes were shiny with tears, her makeup starting to smudge.

a makeup look maddy taught her. she was hoping she would notice. would look at her and notice her gesture besides her tie.

she really thought tonight would be different. she wanted to believe that maddy would choose her, would finally tell her how she feels.

a sob escapes her, followed by another. she sank to the wall behind her, leaning back against it as tears dropped down her cheeks.

the bathroom door creaked open, and she quickly tried to compose herself wiping her eyes with the back of hand.

"hey," rue said softly, her expression concerned. "you okay?"

she shook her head, unable to speak, a lump formed in her throat.

rue sat down next to her. "want a pick me up-"

"nate, fucking nate." y/n cut off bitterly. "dancing with some other girl, and maddy couldn't stop fucking staring."

rue sighed. "he's an asshole."

"he's got the greatest girl and he just—why does she always go back to him?" she asked, her voice cracking. "why am I not enough?"

"hey," rue said firmly, turning to face her. "that's not it. y'know that's not it."

"then what is it?" she demanded, her frustration boiling. "because i'm tired, rue. he doesn't even fucking know her. I know her. I'm so tired of loving her and it not being enough."

rue was quiet, choosing her words carefully. "maddy...she's been through a lot with nate. he's messed with her head, y'know? she doesn't think she deserves good things, good people."

"but she does, she so does," y/n insisted.

"I know," rue said softly. "deep down, I think she knows it too. she loves you. but she's scared. nate has some fucked up kind of power, and even though she knows its bad, it's familiar. it's what she's used to."

"what am I posed to do?" y/n asked, her voice barely a whisper.

"keep being there for her," rue replied. "she'll come around."

rue squeezed her shoulder. "you'll have to decide if you can keep waiting. but i think she will. i really do."

she leaned her head against rue's shoulder. "thanks, rue-rue."

y/n brought her hand up to the back of rue's head, bringing her hand down and pressing a wet kiss to her forehead.

"anytime," rue replied.

y/n sighed, managing a weak smile. "I think I need some air."

"cool," rue said, standing up and offering her hand to help her up. "don't do anything stupid."

"no promises," y/n replied with a smile just as jules walked into the bathroom.

y/n walked out, flashing a smile rue's way.

==

maddy was no longer standing alone. she was on the dance floor, pressed against some guy, her head thrown back on his shoulder.

her movements were deliberate and exaggerated, a performance as nate danced with the same girl, moving to touch her more provocatively, his hands roaming possessively as he started directly at maddy.

y/n couldn't watch anymore. turning, she walked out of the gymnasium, not bothering to say goodbye to anyone.

she walked quickly to her car. once inside, she sat for a moment, her hands gripping the steering wheel.

she didn't go home. instead, she drove to a small, secluded park, a small area she and maddy sometimes went to talk and smoke late at night.

she grabbed the small tin from her glove compartment, along with a pre-rolled blunt. leaning against the hood of her car, she lit it and took a long, slow drag.

she stayed there for hours, looking at the sky, playing on her phone, smoking the blunt until it was nothing more than a roach.

it came around midnight, her phone buzzed in her pocket. the screen lit up with maddy's name.

for a moment she considered letting it go to voicemail, but her thumb moved with a will of its own, swiping to answer.

"hello?" she said, her voice rough from the smoke.

"where are you?" maddy's voice came through, slurred and thick. "I need you to pick me up."

she sighed, closing her eyes. "what happened, maddy?"

"what do you think happened?" maddy snapped with a short hiccup. "nate happened. he's a cunt. the biggest cunt on the entire planet."

"you okay?" she asked, already moving to get into the driver's seat.

"no, I'm not fucking okay," maddy wailed. "he ruined everything. prom's supposed to be perfect, and he ruined it. just like he ruins everything."

"where are you?"

"i'm at the 7-eleven. can you come get me please? I don't wanna be here anymore."

"I'm on my way," y/n said, starting the engine. "stay there. don't go anywhere with anyone."

"m'kay," maddy whispered, her voice suddenly small and vulnerable. "hurry please."

==

the drive was short, but it felt entirely too long. she found maddy sitting on the curb outside the store, her perfect dress now wrinkled, her makeup still flawless despite her tears.

y/n got out and opened the passenger door for maddy, who slid in without a word. as she drove away, a heavy silence filled the car.

"I'm sorry," maddy said finally, her voice barely audible.

"for what?"

"for...everything," maddy replied, gesturing vaguely. "for tonight. for being a bad friend. I totally ditched you tonight, I'm sorry."

she glanced over at maddy, her heart aching. "it's okay."

"no, it's not," maddy insisted, turning to face her. "you're always so good to me, and I always...I always mess It up."

"you don't mess it up, maddy," she said softly. "you're just...you. you're hurting."

maddy was quiet for a moment, looking out the window. "I was happy when we were dancing," she said quietly. "before he showed up. I forgot about everything else. it was just...us."

y/n's heart fluttered. "I was too," she admitted.

maddy turned to her. "I really liked your tie, and your makeup. you look so cute." she said, her hand brushing y/n's arm softly.

she smiled.

fucking maddy.

"can we get food?" maddy asked suddenly. "I'm starving."

she smiled, relieved at the change in subject. "sure. what you want?"

"taco bell," maddy replied immediately. "needa baja blast."

"of course, fat ass," she laughed.

they went through the drive-thru, ordering their usual order.

instead of going straight to maddy's, she pulled into the parking lot of a closed building, finding a secluded spot.

they ate in comfortable silence for a few minutes. she watched maddy out of the corner of her eye, noting the way she seemed to relax.

"maddy?" she said, her heart suddenly pounding in her chest.

maddy looked up, her mouth full. "hmm?"

she took a deep breath. "do you love me?"

maddy froze, her taco halfway to her mouth. she slowly lowered it back to the wrapper, her eyes wide. "what?"

"do you love me?" she repeated, her voice steady. "not as a friend. I mean, really love me."

maddy was quiet for a long moment, her gaze dropping to her lap. "you know I do," she whispered finally.

"no, I don't," she replied, her frustration bubbling. "how would I know? you keep going back to him. you avoid me, and you choose him."

"it's not that simple," maddy insisted, looking up at her, her eyes shining with tears.

"please explain it to me. I'm not mad. I'm confused," she demanded. "help me understand why I'm not enough."

"you are enough," maddy said, her voice cracking. "you're more than enough. that's the problem."

"what does that mean?" y/n asked, exasperated.

"it means I don't deserve you!" maddy burst out, tears streaming down her face. "I'm a terrible person, and you're...you're good. you're so good to me, and I would just ruin you, like I ruin everything else."

she stared at maddy, silent. she had never seen maddy so vulnerable.

"maddy," she started, maddy cut her off.

"no, let me finish," she said, wiping her tears. "nate...he's safe. not because he's good or anything, but he's already as bad as he's going to get. there's no risk, no possibility of disappointing him because he expects nothing from me. but you...you see me as someone, and I'm terrified that i'll let you down, that I'll prove you wrong."

"so you'd rather be with someone who treats you like shit than risk being with someone who actually loves you?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.

"it sounds stupid when you say it like that," maddy admitted with a watery laugh.

"it is stupid," she said, though her tone was gentle. "it's the stupidest thing i've ever heard."

before maddy could respond, she leaned across the console and closed the distance between them, pressing her lips against maddy's.

maddy kissed her back, her hands coming up to cup her face, her fingers tangling in her hair. it was an apology. it was everything she had, everything she promised.

when they finally pulled apart, they were both breathing heavily, their foreheads resting against each other.

"I know," she replied, her voice soft.

==

y/n parked in the driveway of maddy's home, cutting the engine of her car. maddy made no move to get out, just started out the windshield.

"come on," y/n said gently, unbuckling her seatbelt. "let's go inside."

maddy nodded slowly. they walked to the front door, and she knocked softly.

after a moment, the door opened to reveal maddy's mom, her hair in a messy bun and a robe tied around her waist.

"madeline," she said, her eyes taking in her daughter's state. "I was worried."

"lo siento, mommy," maddy mumbled, looking at her feet.

her gaze shifted to y/n, and her expression softened. "hi, sweetie. thank you for bringing her home."

"of course," she replied with a small smile.

"had a rough night?"

maddy flinched. "something like that. she's just really tired."

"okay," her mom sighed, steeping aside to let them in. "well, I'm glad you're safe. and I'm glad you're with her," she added, giving her a meaningful look before heading back to her bedroom. "try to get some sleep."

"we will," she promised, guiding maddy towards the stairs.

she led maddy to her room and to the edge of her bed, where she sat heavily, her shoulders slumped in exhaustion.

"okay," she sighed softly. "let's get this off."

maddy raised her arms, like a child, as y/n unzipped the top piece from behind her, pulling it off her arms, then pulling the bottom piece down her legs, helping maddy step out of it.

maddy stood bare, in just her underwear, looking vulnerable.

y/n went to maddy's dresser, pulling out a pajama set for maddy, and her own shirt and shorts she had left there. "here," she said, handing them to maddy. "put these one."

they both changed, y/n packing up her stuff. she watched as maddy struggled to remove her makeup, her hands shaking slightly.

"let me," she offered, taking the makeup remover from her. she gently wiped the mascara and foundation from her face. maddy closed her eyes, leaning into her touch.

when she was done, maddy's face was clean and soft. "better?" she asked.

maddy nodded. "don't go," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

"wasn't planning to," she replied softly.

she helped maddy into bed, pulling the covers up to her chin. maddy immediately curled into a ball, her back to her. y/n opted for sleeping in front of her bed.

maddy shifted, turning over and patting the space beside her. "stay with me."

she hesitated for a second before slipping under the covers. the bed was small, and they were pressed close together, their legs tangled together.

"I meant what I said in the car," maddy whispered, her back still to her. "about being scared."

y/n pressed her forehead to maddy's back, her hand holding her waist. "I know."

"it's not an excuse," maddy continued. "I know I hurt you. I hate myself for it."

"you don't have to hate yourself," she replied, her thumb stroking small circles on maddy's waist. "you just have to start choosing yourself."

maddy rolled over to face her, their face inches apart. "what if I can't?"

"you can," y/n said with certainty. "you're stronger than you think."

maddy reached out, her fingers tracing the line of y/n's jaw. "you're the only person who's ever believed that."

"maybe you should start believe it too," she whispered, leaning in to press a kiss to maddy's forehead.

"I'm not going anywhere," y/n promised, wrapping her arms around maddy.

==

↝ oh so sad

more maddy?

yes pls!

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Voting ended onMay 15

[iloveboobies06]

secrets | daniela avanzini

warnings: smut; oral, suggestive texting

summary: reader and daniela try very hard to hide their relationship

pairings: daniela avanzini x masc!reader

wc: 3k

↝moderate use of y/n

| next

the first time you met daniela avanzini, it was at a crossing of your worlds. you were performing at lollapalooza, and KATEYE was the main attraction on stage just before you. from the side of the stage, deep within the crowd, you watched them perform, a powerhouse of energy. but your eyes kept finding the fierce latina in front of you.

she was determined, headstrong, and hardworking; everything you loved in a woman. there was a fire in her, a raw, almost frantic energy that resonated with the chaos you channeled in your own music.

after their set, she found you. claimed to be a huge fan. "that was insane," she'd said, her face still glistening with sweat, her eyes wide with admiration. "the way you command the crowd...it's like you're conducting a storm."

"I could say the same about you," you replied, a smile tugging at your lips. "you guys don't just perform. you detonate." you replied smoothly. you were feeling the other girl but you'd never thought she would feel the same. she was...straight, as she stated before, so you left her alone, never advanced her.

but that moment, that was it for her. It led to many weeks full of avoidance and denial about her feelings for you or any woman for that matter, but what began as a mutual respect for each other quickly morphed into something deeper.

although you tried to remain professional, she made it hard with her flirty gaze. your fame gave you a unique kind of access, a reason to be around as you began to appear in the back of lives and photos.

this turned into a stolen kiss in a deserted hallway, hands brushing under a table during a group dinner, late-night texts that were more breathless than witty.

the relationship bloomed in the shadows, a beautiful thing that existed only for the two of you. you were 'the big star friend' mentoring the group for their new era. it was the perfect cover.

hiding it from the others became thrilling. you became an expert at casual glances, at turning a shared, knowing smile into a polite, professional nod.

tonight was a night like many others the two of you shared. you're in daniela's hotel room. the rest of the girls are down the hall, but manon is next door, her muffled voice audible through the wall as she takes a late-night phone call.

daniela is sitting on the edge of the bed, chewing her bottom lip as she listens for manon's footsteps. she had just snuck you in, a smile on her face as she pulled you into her room. you lock the door with a soft click, the sound loud in the quiet room.

you make your way across the room, dropping to your knees in front of her as soon as you reach her. you put your hands on her soft thighs, rubbing up and down to soothe her.

"she's on the phone with one of her friends," daniela whispers, hyper aware of how sound travels through the thin walls. "she'll be a while."

she smiles softly at you, noticing how antsy you're getting, waiting to eat her out. you move up, wrapping your arms around her waist and pressing various kisses to the nape of her neck. she sighs softly, her body instantly relaxing against yours. the tension she carries, the constant performance melting away the moment you touch her.

she grabs the back of your neck, pulling you closer as she closes her eyes. "por favor, mami," she whines. "you're a terrible liar, y'know," you murmur into her skin, your hands sliding under the hem of her oversized t-shirt to trace the soft skin of her stomach. she was warm.

"you get this little wrinkle between your eyebrows when you're pretending nothing's wrong." you teased softly, pressing kisses to her jaw as she looked at you.

she lets out a soft, breathy laugh that turns into a gasp as your hands roam higher, your thumbs brushing the underside of her breasts.

"i do not." she pouts.

"you do," you insist, gently turning her to face you as she looked away, shy. her eyes are dark, wide with a mix of nervousness and desire. "but it's okay. i'm the only one who knows."

you guide her to lie back on the bed, her hair fanning out against the pillows. you hover over her, your knees between hers, applying just a small amount of pressure against her cunt.

she was whining, grinding her center slowly against your thigh, a silent plea for more. but you couldn't give her that, not just yet. you were a natural born tease and it was your job to torture her just a little even if she looks so cute.

this was your daniela. not the global pop star, not the flawless performer, but the girl who bites her lip when she's nervous and whose breath hitches when you kiss her just below her ear.

you kiss your way down her body, your lips and tongue mapping a path that you now know by heart. you pull her sleep shorts and the thong that she loves to show off, down her legs, tossing them carelessly behind you.

you settle between her thighs, looking up at her. her eyes are locked on yours, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

"shh," you whisper, a promise and a warning. "be my good girl, just feel it."

and then you lower your head, not being able to go any longer without tasting her.

the first touch of your tongue is electric. daniela's whole body arches off the bed, a sharp, choked gasp escaping her lips. her hand fly to your hair, her fingers twisting in the strands as if to ground herself as you drag your tongue through her wet puffy lips.

you take your time, slow and deliberate, using every trick you've learned to unravel her. you circle her sensitive clit, teasing, before wrapping your lips around the bud, sucking lightly.

she's trying so hard to be quiet. her breaths are coming out ragged, silent pants, her free hand pressed against her mouth, firm, to stifle any sound. you can feel the muscles in her thighs trembling, moving against your hold as you pin them down, preventing them from closing around your head.

it's the hottest sight you've ever seen--this powerful, captivating performer completely at your mercy, fighting her deep moans and for control as you push her closer to the edge.

you redouble your efforts, sucking gently, your tongue flicking in a relentless rhythm. her hips begin to move, rocking against your mouth desperately.

a whimper, high and thin, breaks through her composure. she holds her hand tight around her mouth as her moans grow louder, her eyes squeezing shut.

"shhh, baby, I know," you think, your own arousal pushing through your body. you can hear manon laugh through the wall, a sound that is terrifying yet adds to the thrill.

you slide two fingers inside her curling them just right, pumping them inside of her. "oh, sí, sí, right there!" she cries out, her hand dropping from her face and to the sheets, gripping them tight within her palm. her back bows, a silent scream tearing from her throat as her hand presses harder back against her mouth.

you feel her clench around your fingers, your mouth and face drenched in her slick. the way she tasted was intoxicating, you couldn't get enough. her orgasm washes over her as she trembles beneath you. you don't stop, working her through it until she's a panting mess on the sheets.

it almost made you sad every time she came, cause it meant you had to stop and rid your body of her intoxicating taste. sometimes if she wasn't too tired, she'd let you keep going into your jaw ached but due to her busy schedule, she hasn't let you in a while.

you crawl back up her body, gently pulling her hand away from her face. her cheeks are flushed, her curls messy, her lips swollen, and her eyes glassy and unfocused. you kiss her, letting her taste herself on your lips.

"you're gonna be the death of me," she breathes against your mouth, her voice hoarse and wrecked.

you just smile, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. "but what a way to go." she giggles, using her hand to rub the remnants of her still on your face as you smile. your goofy, stupid, nerdy smile.

for a few minutes, you lie there, in the quiet of the room, just you and her.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

you were in the massive rehearsal studio, supposedly observing to offer notes on stage presence for their upcoming tour. you were lounged on a plush couch in the corner, a notebook settled in your lap, but you weren't taking notes.

you were watching her.

she was in the zone, her body moving with liquid grace. you picked up your phone, your thumbs moving with a practiced ease.

you i'm officially scrapping my setlist. i've found my new main event. watching you is better than anything I could ever buy.

you saw her glance at her phone, placed face-up on the floor by the speakers. a ghost of a smile touched her lips before she erased it. she typed back quickly, her movements subtle as she stretched.

daniela you're supposed to be working, not sexting me from across the room.

you this is work.

you I'm studying my subject.

you right now i'm studying the way your sweat drips down your neck and thinking about licking it off.

her breath hitched, a tiny movement that you caught from your seat on the couch. she took a long drink from her water bottle, her back turned to the group.

daniela stop it.

daniela they'll see you smiling.

you let them.

you i'm not the one who's gonna forget the choreo cause she's thinking about what i'm gonna do to her later.

you I'm thinking about the dressing room in the back.

you the one wit the lock

her cheeks flushed. she stood up, a little too quickly, and walked to the center of the room to reset the music, catching a glimpse of your smirking face in the corner of her eye. her movements were a little stiff, a little too precise.

"daniela, you okay?" manon called out, noticing her fidgety. "you seem...distracted."

"just trying to get this transition right," daniela replied, her voice a little breathless. she avoided everyone's eyes, including yours. it was unlike her to be so...uncoordinated.

you knew exactly what she was feeling. the pressure of your hands, your lips on her neck, her chest, everywhere really. you decided to push it.

you are you wet right now, mami?

you watched her phone screen light up. she read the message and her eyes widened. she loved it when you called her that. she physically recoiled, a fluttering feeling bubbled in her stomach all the way down to her pussy. she quickly snatched her phone and shoved it deep into her bag.

she took her position for the next run-through, her expression determined, but you knew better. you saw the fire in her eyes, the desperate need burning within her.

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a few weeks later, the group decided on a spontaneous live on weverse from their hotel. it was a chaotic pile of limbs and laughter on sophia's bed, their faces close to the phone as they read comments. it was the first time in a while the entire group had been together for one of their lives but one remained missing.

"wait, where's dani?" yoonchae asked, looking around. "she went to get snacks from their room." megan replied. "she's been gone a while," exclaimed sophia, pouting as she worried about her dani.

"i'll go get her," lara said, sliding off the bed and heading down the hall.

a moment later, she returned, her brow furrowed. "she's not in her room. and her phone's gone."

"maybe she went to the gym?" sophia offered, growing more unrest less due to daniela's absence. "at this hour? unlikely," manon said, already grabbing her phone. "let's just call her."

in your room, the world was a cocoon of soft darkness and the sweet scent of sex and linens. she was asleep beside you, her head on your chest, her breathing soft and even.

you were drifting between sleep and waking, your body still humming with the memory of her as her naked body pressed against yours.

then, a phone started ringing. it wasn't yours but you didn't know that. it was an insistent buzz coming from the nightstand.

groggily, you reached over her, fumbling in the dark. your fingers closed around the cool, smooth surface of the phone. without thinking, you swiped to answer, holding it to your ear.

"hello?" you mumbled, your voice a husky, sleep-laced rasp.

silence. then, a burst of voices, tiny and distant through the speaker.

"hello? dani?" it was sophia, her soft voice rang through the speaker. you could hear in her voice how worried she was.

"who's this?" you mumbled confused in a sleepy daze.

"y/n!?" her voice rang louder through the phone.

"sophia?!" your eyes snapped open. your blood ran cold. you looked down at the phone in your hand. the call was still active and six confused voices all talked at once.

panic overcame you. you were naked in bed with their group mate and you had just answered her phone, knowing the two of you weren't supposed to be together. at least to their knowledge.

"dani!" you whisper-shouted, shaking her shoulder. "dani, wake up! it's the girls! they're on call!"

she stirred, groaning in protest. "what? tell them to go away." she groaned, her eyes still closed as she pulled you closer.

"daniela, now!" you hissed, your voice cracking.

her eyes flew open at the use of her full name, the sleep vanishing in an instant, replaced by shock.

she shot up, snatching the phone from your hand. you scrambled to pull the sheets up to your chin, your heart hammering against your ribs.

"hello? guys!" daniela said, her voice an octave too high. she desperately tried to sound normal. "hey! what's up?"

"dani, where are you?" manon asked, her voice laced with confusion. "who was that? was that...y/n?"

the live chat was exploding.

laraslovers: OMG was that y/n y/l/n?

iconpeople: why is she answering dani's phone

WElovemanon: ARE THEY TOGETHER??

"oh! y/n!" daniela said, letting out a high-pitched, strangled laugh. "yeah! we were just...talking! about the choreo stuff! y'know, work stuff. we must've dozed off."

"in your room?" lara asked, her suspicion clear.

"no! in her room! i mean her house! i went to her house to show her some new choreography and we just...fell asleep. yeah." the lie was a mess, a clumsy, desperate thing. "it's so late, we were just exhausted."

you could hear the girls whispering among themselves on the other end. they weren't connecting the dots the way some of the fans were.

they weren't hearing a secret lover. they were just hearing their friend, their famously straight friend, hanging out with another friend without them as they've done before.

yea i mean it came off a little gay but dani was straight.

"oh my god, you guys had a sleepover without us!" sophia exclaimed, her tone shifting from suspicion to playful offense. "that's not fair! we love hanging out with y/n!"

"yeah!" yoonchae chimed in. "you have to invite us next time!"

the relief that washed over daniela was so palpable you could feel it. they bought it. they were just hurt they'd been left out of this secret hangout. "I know, I know, i'm so sorry," daniela said, her voice genuinely calm now. "it was totally spontaneous. i'll make it up to you. i promise."

"okay, you're forgiven," megan said with a laugh. "but come back soon, we all need to do a live together!" she exclaimed further.

"okay, night guys, goodnight eyekons!" daniela said, her finger trembling as she ended the call.

she dropped the phone onto the bed and fell back against the pillows, her eyes closed, her chest heaving. you stared at the ceiling, the adrenaline slowly going away. that was too close. a single wrong word, and your entire world would've been exposed to millions of people.

the moment had already begun to trend on tiktok and katseye twitter but with only light speculation and not full blown rumors.

daniela turned her head to look at you, her smile widened in the darkness as she giggled lightly.

she reached out and took your hand, her fingers intertwining with yours. you squeezed her hand as you cuddled back into her.

i'm new to writing on tumblr so if y'all have any suggestions on formatting and how to make my blog more accessible pls let me know. I would love some advice.

my asks are open for now but no overly weird shit, I don't write for minors nor men. I will make a master list and a page soon with my rules for request

otherwise, I hope you enjoyed this.

pls don't be afraid to ask.

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almost a thousand likes on this dog shit

[iloveboobies06]

please stop talking to people here privately.

especially if you're an adult. you don't know these people's real age nor do you have any way to confirm that they are telling the truth.

i see lots of the katsblr community has discord servers in order to communicate with other accounts but it seems like none of you really take into account that you don't really know these people.

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some people are way too into this katsblr shit🧍‍♀️

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question no. 1 how did you choose your username when you joined tumblr? athough simple, we are just kicking off the games. expect more moving forward for your host.. the answer is simple. i am asking questions to katsblr.

[iloveboobies06]

i actually took my name from wattpad. it was originally ‘05’ but someone else had the name on here🤧

coming up wit usernames is hard so ain’t no point in fixing what ain’t broke🤷‍♀️

im not really sure how i came up with the name but when i had it, it stuck and ppl started calling me ‘boobies’ so i just kept it.