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i saw this post on tik tok where this girl brought her gf to victorias secret and let her pick out sets for her like build a bear can you write for alysa x reader where reader brings alysa there and alysa picks out sets for reader here’s the tik tok btw https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZThvVr2Lm/

Wait I love thissss! Thanks for the idea! I tried to make this objective so it can fit for everyone

Build-a-be— woman??

tw: freaky Alysa & not proofread

“Ahhh, yes baby, right here”, Alysa sighed as you massaged her hair, scratching softly. “Feels good?” You mumbled, half on your phone half paying attention to her. “Yeah.”

As you scrolled, a TikTok caught your eye. It was a girl that let her partner pick out a few sets from Victoria Secret. An idea sparked in your head. “Babe, look.” You showed her your phone. She watched the TikTok, raising an eyebrow. “Wanna do this?” You asked, watching her face lit up. “Seriously?” She sat up excitedly. “Yeah, I’m serious. I mean, I definitely need some new more since someone ripped apart my last one.” “How could I not? You looked so hot in that one.” She said, no remorse in her voice. You shoved her, earning a laugh from her.

Alysa glanced over at you with a grin. “Hey… Can we go now?” You laughed softly. “impatient are we? Honestly? Yeah, we basically have all day.” Alysa’s eyes lit up. “Perfect.”

A few minutes later you both were in the car, Alysa behind the wheel with her free hand on your thigh. She was practically jumping in her seat as she drove through the street of Oakland. “Which sets are you planning to get me?” You wondered, already having a little idea. “You’ll see..” she smirked mischievously. After the ride to the nearest mall, you finally arrived.

“You ready?” You teased, watching as she rubbed her hands in anticipation. “I was born ready”. You both enter the store, hand in hand. “Woah”, she gasped, seeing all of her options.

“Go on”, you laughed. She adventured through the store, looking at the multiple rows of underwear and lingerie. “How many can I buy?” She asked, looking at one interesting set. “Three sets. You can pick whatever you want.” “Alright bet.”

After a few more minutes of walking around, she stopped in front of two displays. They were the same set, but in two different colours. “I don’t know which one”, she groaned, as if it was the hardest choice she had ever made.

“Okay, I’m going to pick this one.” She finally decided, picking your favourite colour. “You look so hot in this colour, baby.” She turned to you, smirking. “What boob size are you?” She asked, eyeing your chest. “How do you not know! We’ve been together for god knows how long!” “Well I know they fit perfectly in my hands, but the exact size..?” She wondered. “You’re so annoying.” You scoffed.

“What do you want next?” You asked, putting the lingerie in the basket. “A string”, she licked her lips. “Freak”, you rolled your eyes jokingly. “You were literally the one to propose this ‘activity’!” She exclaimed. “Yeah and you were more eager than me.” You laughed. “What can I say? Who wouldn’t take the opportunity to dress up their girlfriend in the hottest lingerie?”

You guys arrived to the section of the store, many racks filling up the space. “I really need to concentrate for this.” She narrowed her eyes, approaching a shelf. “Imma take…this one. Do you like it baby”? She asked, holding it up in front of you. “Yeah, not bad. We’re going to see all of my ass though.” “That’s kind of the point..” she replied in a duh tone. You pinched your nose, chuckling.

“For the last article, I want something that you can wear to bed. Like a sexy nightgown or some tight shorts.” She said, looking around. “Whatever you want baby. The store is all yours.”

She snickered, dragging you to another part of the shop. “This time I know exactly what I want.” She said, determined. She looked around for a bit and found exactly what she was looking for. A short nightgown that ended barely past your upper thighs and that had a v-cut. “This one.” She presented it to you, a proud smile on her face. “This is actually not bad, I would’ve bought it myself.” You agreed with her. “You’ll look so wife material in it. I mean you already are, but with this on you’ll-” you shut her up with a kiss, making her blush. “I get what you mean, baby”, you chuckled.

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“Are you sure you want those 3 pieces?” You made sure, making your way to the checkouts. “Yes ma’am.” She grinned, her smiley showing. As the lady in front of you scanned your items, you pulled out your card mindlessly. “Woah, what are you doing”? Lys stopped you. “Paying?” “No no, not a chance. It’s my gifts. For you.” She took out her own card and swiped it before you could stop her. “Lys! That was so expensive! And gifts for what?” You scolded, watching as she took the paper bag and thanked the lady. “Mhmm, for being my girlfriend. And letting me do this.” “Next time, I’m paying.” “There will be a next time?!” She exclaimed, a smile on her face. “No.” “Bro.” She deadpanned.

“Are you at least going to try them on today? And show them off seductively to me?” She hoped. “Yeah, I’ll even let you get down on me.”

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It was kinda longgg hehehehe. I hope you liked it y’all!

Also, there will be a part 2 of this because I got many requests for smut sooooo . I’ll put the link when I’m done!

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can you write about alysa x reader after a fight hcs?

yess, ofc! Thanks for your request

Fighting with Alysa Liu headcanons

tw: smut highkey

Fighting with her would be like…

During the fight

~ it usually starts after long tiring days. You both come home exhausted and irritated. It begins with sharp words, stern glances and some out of place comments and then boom; everything explodes

~ she gets really defensive and often raises her voice. She accuses you of stuff she knows damn well you’d never do

~you try not to scream but it always gets to the best of you. You yell back too and not even 5 minutes in, it’s a screaming match

~both of you are stubborn as fuck, trying to validate your points without listening to what the other person has to say

~ she’s the one to randomly laugh ironically at something ‘absurd’ you say. You find it infuriating

~ you’re always the one bringing back old arguments and stuff she did in the past

~she just shouts back stuff she doesn’t mean; her mouth speaks faster than her mind does. She always regrets it after

~when you’re too fed up or not in the mood to argue, you just leave, wanting to distance yourself from her. Sometimes she tries to stop you, sometimes she doesn’t

~At times, when you finally get her to shut up and listen to you, she gets distracted

“..she was not flirting with me! She literally just asked me what I wanted to eat and God forbid she smiles at me, she’s a fucking waitress-” you made your point as Alysa’s eyes trailed down your body, coming back up to stare at your chest. She wasn’t hearing any of it, too distracted by your cleavage. After a few seconds, you caught up, baffled. “Alysa!” You snapped, shoving her away.

~ when she’s feeling cocky, she likes to wind you up on purpose, knowing you’ll get a little aggressive (she likes it rough)

"Shut up, you're acting like a fucking brat!" She spat, almost regretting her choice of words. You approached her and gripped her jaw tightly, digging your nails into her skin. She almost whimpered. "Say that again for me?" You challenged, but she knew better than to actually say it back. “No, I’m sorry ma’am.”

After the fight

~ you ALWAYS come back home definitely more calm, ready to talk it out with her

~ she feels really bad after, thinking the worst (that you break up with her even though you’d never). The guilt is also eating you alive. Like her, you overthink a lot.

~ if she was in the wrong, she buys you your favourite food and literally begs for forgiveness. One time, she even got on her knees for you

“Please baby, I’m really sorry”, she whined, looking up at you. She was on her knees in front of you, her hands behind her back. You had already forgiven her, but the sight of her like that made you want to keep her suffering a little more. She had a desperate look on her face, her eyes glossy. “You’re sorry? Is that so?” You mocked her, bringing your hand to her jaw. You slipped your finger in her mouth, pressing against her tongue. She nodded, a small moan escaping her lips. “Suck.” You ordered as a tear escaped her eye.

~ when you’re in the wrong, you apologize properly, showing vulnerability. You show her affection and admit that you were wrong. She forgives you easily most of the time

~ a lot of the time you guys have sex after, showing that you’re sorry with your mouth and fingers

~ it happens especially when the fight is about jealousy and possessiveness; you guys for rounds after rounds

~ make up sex is one of her favourite

“fuck, you’re so hot when you’re mad”, she groaned, slipping at third finger inside of you. “Shut u- yes right there!” You moan, your hips bucking against her fingers. “Needy”, she teased, her thumb rubbing against your clit.

~

“Cat got your tongue?” You tutted, slowly dragging two fingers up and down her wet folds. “Please, I’m sorry, I won’t do it again”, she cried out, moving her hips to try to get some friction. “Poor little thing”, pouted, mockery in your tone.

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Hellourrr, i love your writing! can you pretty please with a cherry on top write headcanons of aftercare with alysa(maybe at some point reader had a very dumb bf, that didn’t even know what aftercare was, and she only came to discover it when her and alysa started being intimate)🫰🏽

Yes ma’ammmm, I hope you like it!!

Aftercare with Alysa Liu

Aftercare with Alysa would be like…

~ she is incredibly good at aftercare, which surprised you in the best way possible

~ it is almost as good as the sex; she makes you feel so loved

~ the first time it happened, you were pretty shocked

“Wait. You’re not leaving?” You asked tiredly, a confused expression on your face. “Why would I leave? What about aftercare?” She asked back, sitting down next to you. “I don’t know, I just- I’m not used to it you know. My ex would just either leave or fall asleep right after.” You admitted, shuddering at the thought of him. “Well he is fucked up for that. Now you’re with me and there will always be aftercare. I could someone not take care of you, that’s like bare minimum.”

~ she always starts with giving you water, praising you

“There you go, baby..” she sat you up and helped you take small sips from the cup. “You did so good f’me, baby”, she leaned down and kiss your forehead. She brushed her fingers through your messy hair as you finished drinking

~ then, if you still have enough energy, she prepares a bath, so you can clean up together. If not, she brings up a hot washcloth and cleans you up.

“Here baby”, your girlfriend came back into the room, a hot washcloth in her hands. She gently opened back your legs, and began wiping your thighs and your sensitive skin. You let out a small sigh, the warmth felt good. “I bet that filthy of an ex didn’t do that shit”, she mumbled under her breath, rolling her eyes at the thought.

~ when you’re all cleaned up, she prepares yourselves a little snack. You both get hungry after sex; I mean, all of the energy was spent. Most of the time, she prepares something quick to do. You can request almost anything you want and she’ll cook it. At times, she orders food.

~ when you’re all full, it’s the time for the usual and ultimate fat nap. It doesn’t matter what time is it, there will always be THE nap time. She cuddles you (and likes to be straight up on you). It always lasts 2 hours minimum, depending on the time of the day.

~ while you’re falling asleep, she whispers sweet nothings into your ear

“You’re so pretty baby”, she kissed your nose, pulling back to admire you. “I can’t believe i got so lucky.” She snorted. She pecked her lips all over your face, muttering an “I love you” between each one.

~ even after a quickie, she still tries to give you a bit of aftercare

“Fuck, baby”, she moaned, sucking the last drop of your juices off her two middle fingers. “You good?” She asked, bringing down her hands to massage your thighs. “Baby, we’re going to be late”, you sat up quickly, trying to pull down your skirt. She tutted, pushing you back down. “Let me or else you’re gonna be sore all night.”

~ aftercare is really important to her. Even if you’re too tired to get up to take a bath or to put on some fresh clothes, she’s going to insist. She knew that during your previous relationships, you didn’t receive that kind of treatment and attention, which is bare minimum for her.

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Guys!! I have good news. Tomorrow there’s no school bc of the dangerous weather coming up. I’ll try to post a few headcanons/oneshots

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Just thinking about how Alysa looks so innocent to other people. Just clueless about dirty stuff. Most of the time, she doesn’t even show it. It’s simple: she knows you are hers, so why waste her time trying to prove it to anyone?

The most she’ll do in public is hold your hands from times to times. She isn’t big on PDA. At the beginning of your relationship, most people thought you two were just best friends from the lack of touch seen in public.

What people don’t know, is that she is an absolute freak. A dog in heat for you. If she could breathe in your pussy for the rest of her life she would do it without a doubt.

In the privacy of your shared apartment, Alysa is extremely kinky. She has no shame in expressing her ‘downbadness’ to you. She just can’t help it.

Every day, she wakes up and just raises up your shirt, taking your farm boobs into her hands. Doesn’t matter if she’s hot or cold, if she half asleep or hungover, if she’s sick or perfectly healthy; that girl needs her titties. She feels them up with her hands and kisses them for a good 10 minutes, as if she needed this to start her day well. If she’s really needy a morning, she might leave your nipples sore for the rest of the day.

She’s always touching you in someway. Her hands around your waist when she cooks, her head on your stomach when you cuddle.

There is at least one make out a day. She just can’t help herself. The feeling of her tongue sliding into your mouth is euphoric to her. From that alone, she gets really wet.

Extremely pussy drunk— that’s what she is. She can’t stop eating you. You taste so fucking good, you taste sweet. She can’t get enough of your taste and your scent. When she eats you out, she is messy and sloppy, it’s like she can’t act. She cries and whines if you even dare to pull her away.

“No please, baby. Stop.” She whined, feeling your fingers trying to pry her off. “One more, last one, I promise” she just manhandled your legs back open, spreading your pussy lips open. It was definitely not the last one…

She loves being near your pussy and sometimes not even in a sexual way. She just loves laying her head in between your thighs, you’re just so comfy.

Overall, Alysa is a sucker for you and your body. If she could crawl inside your skin and never come out she would. And she’s not even ashamed of it. She just doesn’t want the whole world to know that she cries in your pussy.

With your digital camera, you recorded Alysa, who was sat on your shared bed, a bowl of ice cream on her lap. You zoomed in on her arms; they had long red scratches on them as if she had been attacked by a cat. The cat being you obviously. “Here baby”, she held out her spoon, looking at your with love eyes. “Why are you acting like you weren’t crying in my pussy 20 minutes ago?” You snorted. “Because it was a life changing experience.” She replied in a duh tone. “Show me your neck.” You demanded. She proudly lowered down her shirt, revealing her hickey-covered flesh. “My wife did this y’all.” “Yeah cause you were so needy.”

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hiyaaa!! can you pls write a headcanon of alysa’s coaches surprising her by bringing reader to the olympics and alysa is just absolutely lovesick and just wanting to be glued to her

heyy, I didn’t do headcanons, I did a oneshot about it!

“Why didn’t you tell me!”

Alysa Liu x fem reader

You walked in the arena, an excited look on your face. You hadn’t seen Alysa in a few days because she flew out to Milan before you. You had told her you couldn’t come, which was true, but after a few compromises with your teachers and your boss, they let you go. Alysa’s coaches gladly accepted the idea to let you surprise her 3 days before her performance. For the sake of this surprise, you decided to turn off your location and not respond to her text during your way here. You knew it was a risky move, but it was all worth it if it meant to see her at her full potential.

Your girlfriend had a concentrated look on her face, skating gracefully on the ice. Though she looked ‘okay’ for others, you knew that she was feeling down. She was probably stressed for her performance and bummed because you wouldn’t answer her texts.

The song Promise, from Laufey, was playing loudly and coming to an end as Lys did her final spin (idk what’s it’s called sorry). She ended in her final pose, literally perfectly.

You couldn’t help but cheer loudly, a proud smile on your face. She turned abruptly towards you, gasping. “Baby!” She blurted out, skating to you. She hopped off the ice, tackling you in a bone crushing hug.

“What the- what are you doing here?” She pulled back, cheeks flushed. “I may or may not have convinced my teachers and my boss to let me go. Your coaches helped me too.” You said proudly.

“Why didn’t you tell me!” She shoved you a little, a fake-mad look on her face. “I would’ve sha-” you quickly put a hand over her mouth, seeing her coaches approaching. “Then it ruins the whole point of a surprise”, you said in a duh tone. She laughed in disbelief, hugging you again.

“Like your surprise, Lys?” She coached teased, shooting a look your way. “Yeah”, she grinned, not letting you go. “Practice is over right?” She expected, looking at you with love eyes. “No ma’am, you still have 25 minutes left”, the older guy chuckled. “But! My girlfriend is here!” She protested like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Alysa”, he threw her a stern look, making her roll her eyes.

“I’ll be right here, okay?” You kissed her cheek. She pulled you in for a kiss, lingering a few seconds. “Okay. I’m not letting go after though.” She warned, going back on the ice. You giggled, sitting down on the bench.

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After her practice, you girls walked back to the Olympic Village, hands in hands. She had refused to let go, even when you insisted to hold all of her stuff. “I missed you so much you know”, Lys said, squeezing your hand tighter. “I know, I missed you too”, you leaned down to capture her lips in a small kiss.

“The fact that I couldn’t text you was eating me alive, I fought the urge so many times”, you admitted, a small smile on your lips. “I’m still mad about that”, she rolled her eyes jokingly. “Yeah, sure.”

After a few minutes, you arrived at her small apartment. She brought you to the couch to push you down on it. She then flopped on top of you. “Lys!” You gasped. “What? God forbid I want to cuddle with my girlfriend after being away from her for so long.” She said, looking at you in the eyes. She leaned down and smashed her lips against yours. After a few seconds, she pulled back to pepper kiss against your jaw.

“Wanna make out?” You smirked. “Fuck yeah.”

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first time doing this bruh i don't know how it works, could you write some headcanons about being Alysa’s girlfriend from before the fame? like growing up together and being in a relationship through the years idk if i explain myself pleaaasee i love ur writing

Alysa Liu x female reader headcanons

tw: messy writing & not proofread Dating Alysa before the fame would be like…

~ you guys met at 7 years old, when your parents decided to have a fresh start in a completely different city. You moved in the house right across the street from her.

~ when you guys met each other you immediately clicked together.

~you spent most of your days together, playing with her and her siblings

~ you always assisted to her competition, cheering the loudest.

~ Even when she went on hiatus, you always supported her through every decision

~ since you guys were about 12, you have always “acted” like you were a couple; really touchy, always together and protecting each other

~ you helped her pierce her smiley with her sister. On the same night, she also pierced your left eyebrow.

~ you guys got together a day before her 16th birthday, after a messy confession. “ugh, Alysa! Why don’t you listen to me! Stop running away from me and tell me what’s going on!” You shouted, frustrated. For a few days, you had been walking on eggshells around her because she had been really distant and you didn’t know why. To cheer her up, you decided to bring her to her favourite restaurant, right before her birthday. Everything went down when you mentioned your date, a guy that was just a jerk. You knew you had feelings for her, but you were in denial. You decided to try with a guy one last time (it clearly didn’t work). She ran out of the restaurant, her heart heavy. You immediately had followed her out, determined to know what was going on. “Why don’t you ask your little boyfriend, huh?” She spat, stopping abruptly. “What? What are you talking about? You literally told me to go on a date with him!” You said, confused. “No, I told you to go on a date with someone who actually liked you for who you were! Not with him!” Her voice cracked, tears coming to her eyes. “Then who are you talking ab-” you stopped talking, your eyes widening. She cried softly in front of you, not daring to look you in the eyes. “Lys…” “No, please stop. I know you don’t like me back, I just..I got jealous and it’s so stupid, I’m sorry, I-” you cut her off by a hug, making her shut up. “I like you too.” You mumbled in her ear, tearing up. You hated seeing her cry and the overall situation made you emotional. She pulled back, a shocked look on her face. “Say you swear.” “I swear on my life.” Your lips trembled. You both looked at each other for a few seconds before leaning in, your lips colliding with hers. After a few seconds, she pulled back. “This is sick”, she blurted out, laughing through her tears.

~ when you announced it to your family and friends, no one was surprised. Your parents even told you they knew before you even found out.

~after almost 5 years of dating, there were obviously some downs throughout your relationship. They were mostly about how you girls didn’t have enough time for each other. Between her competitions, her practices, your job and your studies, you guys found it hard to make time for each other.

~you don’t fight often, but when you do, it gets really bad. She says stuff that she doesn’t mean and you just shut her out, both of you making a big deal.

~you always find your way to each other though, even though sometimes it takes time. someone knocks at your door, making you groan in desperation. You had been crying and you didn’t want anyone to see you like that. Alysa and you had a fight and you stormed out, like most of the time. You quickly wiped your tears and opened the door, your eyes softening at the sight. Your girlfriend was at the door, a bouquet of flowers in her hands. Her eyes were red, as if she had been crying too. “I’m so sorry baby, I didn’t mean anything I said- ” she started, her voice cracking. “I was too caught up with everything and I didn’t even came to you when you’re literally always here for me and I’m sorry I haven’t been a good girlfriend lately.”

~ You obviously went with her to Milan

~ she talks about you interviews

“Who is your favourite person?” A young journalist asked, giving the mic to your girlfriend. “Uhm, definitely my girlfriend. She kept me grounded for so long and she still does. Yeah, I love her.”

~ she often posts tiktoks with you

the video starts with both of y’all sitting in the car, greasy fast food bags in your hands. “Hey guys! My wife and I are going to do a food review”, Alysa started with a cocky grin. “Yeah, we got the new burger at Burger King”, you held out the bag. You held in your laugh as you took the food out of its container. As Lys and you took a bite of the burger, the screen darkened. On the following clip, Lys and you are pulling each other closer, heavily making out. Your hands are tugging at her raccoon-style hair whilst hers are wrapped around your neck. 4 seconds in, the video darkened again. The last clip is you and your girlfriend panting slightly, cheeks flushed. “Mhm, not bad.” You shrugged. “Yeah I’d give it a solid 8/10.”

~ when it’s your birthday or an anniversary, she posts pictures of you when you were young

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~ you guys always have “remember when…” conversations

~~~~ i will probably make a part two, I have so many I want to write. Sorry if it’s messy, I was a little rushed :| Also the settings on here for writing are pissing me off THE PICS ARE SUPPOSED TO BE SMALLER OMG

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