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Softdom!Alysa HCs…

CW: softdom!alysa, sub!reader, service top reader, mommy kink, slight petplay.

Alysa Liu x Female Reader

AN: how I feel making this based on scenarios I wish would happen to me 🤤

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• She’s obsessed with touching you. She always has to be touching you in some kind of way, whether it be touching your hand or drawing patterns all over your arm during conversation. Her fingers lightly tracing patterns over your body.

• Loves to call you baby or other pet names.

• Loves it when you call her mommy.

She had you exactly where she wanted you. Your body warm underneath her while her hands slide under your waistband before teasing you. You moaned into the kiss and her lips began to trail down to your collarbone. “Please mommy” you managed to whimper out. She stopped and looked at you with a smile, satisfied with the nickname, “Please what? C’mon baby use your words”.

• She talks very sweetly towards you and comforts you a lot.

• Often talks to you in a mocking tone.

You had been especially needy all day and Alysa noticed. She decided to take advantage of this, being extra touchy but not going anywhere with it until you begged. You had been laying on top of her, her hands under your shirt as she traced patterns on your back. Occasionally her hands would dip below your waistband slightly. You had enough, “Please Lysa” you whined in her ear. She has been waiting for this. A smirk spreading on her lips as her hands moved up to play with your hair, “Awww my poor baby, so desperate for mommy’s attention”

• Likes to play with your hair a lot during sex and during regular free time

• If you’re into it she’s definitely open to slight pet play.

You can feel her hands tightening in your hair as your face is buried between her thighs. Occasionally glancing up at her to see if you’re still doing what she wants you to. Only to be met with the sight of her staring at you back, her breath heavy, “Such a good puppy, you want me to keep telling you how good you’re being?”. You eagerly nod before going back to work to gain her approval.

• Talks you through it.

• Loves to kiss your neck.

• She’s slightly degrading if you’re into it.

Alysa’s hands grip your waist as you straddle her lap, desperately searching for some kind of friction. Her lips trailing up and down your neck, sucking marks as she pleases. Her mouth stops right next to your ear, “You’re so pathetic for mommy aren’t you baby? My pathetic little puppy, trying to get off already. I haven’t even taken off your clothes yet”. It’s enough to make you whimper right next to her ear. Which makes a smile spread across her face before she continues to kiss you.

• When you’re nervous and she can tell she’ll grab your face to have you look her in the eye.

• Is actually quite possessive and gets jealous from time to time.

Alysa had been watching you talk to the same girl for a bit now. Sure it was expected to socialize at a social event but something about this didn’t leave the best feeling to settle in her. She got up from the couch and walked over to where you were. When she got there you immediately noticed her arm wrap around your waist and felt her press a kiss to your cheek. “You wanna go get something to drink with me baby?” She says slightly tugging you by the loops of your pants in the direction she wanted you to go. “Yeah” you said before excusing yourself to leave with Alysa. Who took you to an empty hallway to make out with you.

• Loves it when you suck on her fingers or just loves fingers in mouths in general.

• She’ll make you flustered on purpose just to watch you get nervous and then tease you about it.

• The first time you called her mommy you were quite nervous but she had assured you it was completely okay, even rewarding you.

The tv show you had put on to watch a while ago had been long forgotten. With Alysa on your lap things had started to escalate, the kiss quickly becoming something with more need. Her hips starting to slowly roll into yours. You couldn’t help but whimper into her mouth a bit before pulling away to breathe. “Please mommy,” you whispered quietly. Her attention caught, “What was that baby?” she said as she looked to study your face. You didn’t answer for some time, your face turning a shade of red as you tried to avoid eye contact for some time. She grabbed your face gently and turned your head to look her in the eye, “Poor baby, you don’t need to be embarrassed. Such a good girl, you remember our new nickname”.

• Is a big believer in dry humping.

• If you’re into it she’ll bite you, gently though.

• Knows you have a praise kink and enjoys feeding into it.

After a long day it had finally come time to enjoy the night and relax. You walked into the bedroom to find Alysa already laying on the bed watching tv. She could already tell how tired you were, opening her arms for you and making room for you. “C’mere baby” she says as you walk over to her. You drop down onto the bed and lay in her lap as she plays with your hair, “You did so good today baby”. You shut your eyes and feel your whole body relax at her soothing words. She immediately notices and smiles, “Such a good girl”.

• She bosses you around and loves it when you respond with ‘Yes ma’am’

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lmk if yall want a full fic on this version of her and if so…which headcanons (or send me some you want included 👀👀)

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so lookie here what I have in the works 🤤🤤

trust I’ve been on FIRE since I got my exam done, I’ve been writing non-stop

[eunchacha]

EVERYONE MAKE ALYSA MORE PERVY NOWWWW

NO LIKE LITERALLY

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no like seriously you fuys need to step out the fluff box and the vanilla sex box... PLEATH. I BEG YOU. WRITE WHATEVER IS ON UR MIND. PLEATH. ILOVE ALL UR WRITING. PLEATH. YOU GUYS ARE TALENTED.

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eunchacha the goat speaks for all of US

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sorry about this long break yall, huge exam coming up and I NEED study so bad…I keep getting distracted and i literally day dream in class abt getting cracked by Alysa (need that strap so bad). Um anyways wish me luck bc I have 8 days to review 10 units so…

then again i see this and im gone 🤤🤤

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Keepsakes

Summery: As a photographer you're always taking pictures of Alysa, who doesn't seem to mind at all. After making a bet, the reward is something you can't see to bear losing.

Request:  could you write photographer reader x alysa, where reader is constantly taking pics of alysa and she dosen’t mind, then reader jokes or makes some kind of bet where alysa tells they can take pics of her in bed, could be a fade to black or have reader keep a polaroid or two somewhere special…

(Alysa Liu x Female Reader)

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Pictures always held such a special place in your heart, reminders of moments that were soon to pass. 

Your favorite subject was Alysa, everything about her sparked creativity in you. With her natural smile, effortless beauty, and radiant energy she was very photogenic. It was almost impossible for you to resist not taking a photo every second. 

She didn’t seem to mind either. Thinking it was the cutest thing ever, she would often strike up a pose whenever she felt extra spontaneous. Other times it was almost like she could envision the idea you had in your head and carry it out without a word spoken. 

Alysa had always seen the great potential of your talent. Even from your work that you had done when you were younger. You had taken her to your parents house a while back and showed her your old bedroom. Photographs filled the walls, old cameras placed on your shelf, your closet that you had turned into a makeshift dark room at one point. Her heart felt warm seeing the clear evidence of your passion at such an early age. 

So it didn’t come as a surprise to her when your art was quite popular among the public. Alysa was so proud of how far you had come from the beginning, how hard you worked to get to where you were. Seeing your photos in various magazines and the awards you won from festivals. 

She strongly believed that you deserved everything you received. The amount of heart and soul expressed in your photos was something she admired. She had often joked to herself that you could turn the trashiest scene into something beautiful…which was how this whole thing started. 

While taking a hike one Saturday afternoon the conversation had been flowing just as it usually was. Talking about whatever came to mind, cracking a joke every now and then that uplifted the mood. You had spotted a trail that had been made off the main path and knew there could be some potential photo opportunity.

“How about over here lysa?” you said pointing in the direction of the trail. “There could be something around here if we take a little detour”

Alysa stops walking and heads over to the trail to take a look. “I don’t know…seems a bit sketchy plus we’re almost at the end” she says, giving you a pleading face. She had been hinting the past 5 minutes that she was tired. You give her a look in hopes of gaining her approval, “Please?”. She rolled her eyes before starting up the trail, “Fine…”.

Smiling, you head up the trail as well excited for what could possibly be at the end. 

15 minutes had passed since you started the trail and you didn’t see an end in sight. Alysa had started to get more obvious with her complaining, “I told you we should’ve just stayed on the main…but no you wanna go and explore”. You roll your eyes playfully, “Just wait lysa, it’s gonna be worth it when we get there”. At least you hoped it was because if it wasn’t this whole detour would be a waste of time. “It better be” Alysa says, clearly not joking.

Finally the trees started to thin out and you could tell the trail was about to end. “Look see, I told you we’d get here soon” you say jogging up clearly excited. 

You pushed past the bushes and branches buzzing with curiosity, only to be met with…nothing. Not nothing, but it wasn’t exactly what you were hoping for. Trashed, with small bits of plastic bottles strewn across the landscape and trees with graffiti carvings on them. 

Alysa had stopped behind you and looked around before turning towards you. She couldn’t help but feel a little bad about the disappointment she knew you were going through. “I mean...there’s maybe still some potential here” she said hopefully as she walked around a bit. “No, this was just a big waste of time. You were right…” you said looking at her expecting her to celebrate. However Alysa wasn’t filled with much joy or pride right now.

After everything you had been saying on the way over about how this could be the perfect spot for your next shoot filled with excitement and anticipation, compared to now the feeling was much different. “Whatever, let's just go home” you said as you began to turn around. “Wait!” Alysa said as she grabbed your arm. 

She knew the kind of talent you had in you, “I’ll bet you can make this place look great if you give it a shot, you know. With how talented you are and all..”. She gave you a smile before dragging you out to the middle to take a look around.

It wasn’t much, not a complete mess but still a bit difficult to capture. The feeling of Alysa praising your work was something that was hard to ignore so you decided to give it one shot, “I mean, I guess I could try…what’s in it for me though?” you said turning towards her. Alysa looks a bit surprised, “In it for you?”. You nod. She takes a moment to think before a thought comes to her, smirking a bit as looking back at you. “Well?” you say waiting patiently for her answer.

“How about, if you can make this picture go viral for being a good piece…I’ll let you take some pictures of me” She says smiling. You were a bit confused for a second, “I always take pictures of you, how is this any different?”.

She walks up to you and slides her arms around your waist, coming to talk softly against your ear, “This time, they’ll be for your eyes only”. The realization hits you after a second before you eagerly grab your camera and start to walk around to look for a good spot.

“Just you watch lysa, this is gonna be the best damn photo you’ve ever seen” you say while walking around a bit, the excitement has come back but for a different reason. After seeing your newfound excitement, Alysa feels proud of herself for reigniting the passion for this spot that she had seen previously.

It had been almost an hour before you finished up. Walking back to where Alysa had been sitting on a rock you let her know you were finished. “Can I see them?” She asks, reaching out for the camera. “Woah hold your horses lady, you can see them after they go viral” you say with a smile.

“Unbelievable” she says as she playfully rolls her eyes, curiously lingering within her.

After you returned home you had gotten straight to work, making sure to pay extra attention to details and whatnot. If there was anything you wanted it was that prize Alysa had promised you. 

Finally after a week you felt like the final result was good enough to show the public. Posting the final results on instagram and other platforms, even after all the work you had done you would be lying if you said you weren’t at least a bit nervous about the response to the work.

“I finally finished it” you said as you climbed into bed with Alysa. 

“Really?” She said, pulling out her phone to look. Opening it up she was amazed, it looked almost like a new location. She would have never guessed it was the same place had it not been for the rock in the back she had spent so long sitting on. “Baby…this is amazing, I’m shocked” she said looking up at you smiling.

A grin broke across your face as she talked about the photo. “You think I’ll win?” You said in a teasing voice. “It would be crazy if you didn’t win” she said, obviously proud of you. With that you climbed into bed and spent the rest of the night with her doing the things you normally would.

After 2 days you decided to check on the post on some platforms and the results were better than you had hoped. Thousands of people had loved it, praising your art across all platforms. After seeing it you decided to wait until Alysa came home from practice to show her the results.

When Alysa came home later that night you were making dinner in the kitchen, smiling because you knew you had won. 

You walked over to her at the door and gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek, “Hi lysa, how was it?”. She practically collapses in your arms, “Ughh tiring…as much as I love this sport it really knocks me out”. You smile a bit as you pull back from the hug.

“What’s that smile for?” Alysa says, giving you a suspecting look. “Oh nothing…maybe take a look at my socials” you say as you walk back to the kitchen to resume dinner. That's when Alysa remembers the bet she had made a couple of days ago. She had been so caught up in work and skating that it had completely slipped her mind. “Right, that picture. I completely forgot about that” she says as she lays on the couch to rest. 

“I didn’t” you say happily from the kitchen. 

“Well of course you didn’t” she says rolling her eyes a bit before taking out her phone to check the progress. You smiled from the kitchen and watched her face as she opened up the post. 

“This is much more than I expected” she says looking up at you. “Hey” you said, giving her side eye, “You didn’t think it would do good or what?”. Alysa gives you a smile, “I thought it would do amazing, this is much better than I thought. I’m proud of you”.

You walk over to the couch to give her a kiss and get back to the kitchen. A moment passes before you finally ask, “So…didn’t you promise me something if I won…?”. A smile playing at your lips. She looks up from her phone at the couch and smirks, “Yes I did and what about it?”. 

She gets up from her place at the couch and comes to wrap her arms around your waist, her head resting on your shoulder as you cook. “Nothing, just giving you a reminder”, your smile getting harder to hide as the moments passed. Alysa’s voice goes soft and low, “Aren’t you an impatient one?”.

It’s enough to make your stomach flutter a bit afterwards, “I’m just excited”. She smiles and then goes to the room to change out of her practice clothes.

After dinner you and Alysa are laying in bed with each other, a movie playing on the screen in front of the two of you. She had been getting increasingly closer to you as time moved on. Soon enough Alysa was laying on top of you, your hand running through her hair as you watched the movie.

It wasn't soon before Alysa had grown a bit bored of the movie and she decided now was the perfect time for your reward. Her hand sliding themselves around your waist as she began to press a kiss to your neck every now and then, making sure to start slowly so you didn't catch onto her plan so quickly.

Soon enough she was kissing your neck as you hand began to thread through her hair a bit, guiding her in the direction you wanted her. The movie had been long forgotten as her hand slid under your shirt while yours slide under hers to feel her bare back. Soon enough you moved her mouth onto yours and sat up a bit, the kiss starting off soft and slow before turning into something hungry and messy.

With Alysa on your lap she began to move her hips as she kissed you. Little sounds coming out of her as she did. You thought of something a quickly acted on it, grabbing your camera off the bedside table and positioning her in front of the mirror. With Alysa still riding herself on your leg the reflection was clear as day in the mirror, you snapped a couple of photos and kissed her neck.

Afterwards, you slide her off. She whines a bit, giving you a pleading look before realizing what's next. You slide her shirt and pants off her and begin to kiss down her stomach, her hands already threading themselves in your hair. "Can I?" you ask, not sure of whether or not you were allowed to mark her. She nodded eagerly and you began to suck little bruises into her skin on her stomach. Soothing them afterwards with a swipe of your tongue.

Alysa was getting a bit needy, she gently pressed your head down and pleaded, "Please baby". You smirk and kiss down her thighs, "Aren't you an impatient one?". Feeling satisfied repeating her words as your own you mark her thighs as well before grabbing your camera again. Taking a 2 more pictures, one of the marks you had made on her stomach and the ones on her thighs.

She had never felt camera shy before this, a blushing forming on her cheeks as you took the pictures. "Lysa you're so gorgeous" you mutter before giving her what she had been so desperate for. The room filled with noises of pleasure that came from the both of you.

Afterwards you had both fallen asleep around the same time. In the morning you went straight to work developing the film. After a few days the pictures were finally ready.

They were even more beautiful than you had anticipated, the lighting and especially the subject was breathtaking. You showed Alysa after she had come home from practice. A pink tint forming on her face.

“Don’t I always let you get what you want?” she says giving you a kiss. You can’t help but smile into the kiss, knowing that you’ll always keep these photographs on you. It wouldn’t hurt to have a little keepsake on you at all times.

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I loved making this, I love the way you guys think! By the way this is not the obsessive Alysa fic I had mention writing earlier so don't worry there is more things to come

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I have a very vivid idea of what I want to write about next, the only question is some of the parts I wanna put in there involve a bit of a toxic obsessive Alysa…so. Do you guys want that version or just the regular Alysa because if so it’s gonna have to be a lil bit shorter 😬 Anyways lmk

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It’s starting y’all…the Alysa fanfics are slowing down 💔 Please guys we need to keep this alive, like this is all I look forward to these days…

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Pretty Girl

Okay so I've been working on this for a bit and I honestly really like where it went. I sent a request to a writer to write this but I haven't seen an update in a hot minute so I'm taking matters into my own hands 👀. Again this is just a female reader, not specifically masc or fem but I am masc so I kinda didn't go out of my way to change anything to fem. I wanted to base the vibes off of "Pretty Girl" by John B. so maybe give that a listen while you read. I'm really into making music right now too so reader is a starting musician. I'm also fairly new to writing fanfiction but I hope you enjoy!

(Alysa Liu x Female Reader)

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It started off small. It was never meant to get this intense, but sometimes things don’t always go the way she plans. Tonight however was an exception, strategically planned to go just the way she wanted. Seeing you walk through her hotel room door she smiles to herself thinking about how she got here.

Alysa was captivated from the first look at you. She can’t even remember what stupid event it was. The only thing she vividly remembered was you, down to the last detail. The strands of hair in your face, the smell of your clothes, it was almost like it had happened just the other day. 

She had gone to the event thinking it would be like any other one. Loud, overwhelming, and boring. People would hit on her in private or try to talk to her and ultimately fail. That was until she saw you. A relatively new celebrity who had started gaining recognition for your music. Big enough to be invited to the event yet small enough that no one was too anxious to get some time with you. There you were, standing in the crowd talking to some interviewer about your latest song. 

The interview didn’t take too long and no one was paying much attention to you for the rest of the night. Spending the majority of your time at the bar alone, Alysa had silently watched from afar. Much too busy to get a chance to even think about talking to you. 

For the most part there was nothing much to watch. A couple of people had come up to talk to you or you would get the occasional photo shoot. That was until she looked away for an autograph for a couple of seconds, only to look up and see you leaving with a random person. It was quite disappointing to see you leave, especially because she was hoping to talk to you tonight. But even more so because you had left with someone else. 

After returning home, she couldn’t stop herself from thinking about you. Wondering to herself who you had left with or what kind of relationship you had with the person. Spending the rest of her night on her phone figuring out answers before coming up with one, it was only your friend. Through this mutual friend she found so much more to you than what had lied on the surface. Old social media accounts with videos of your younger self and so much more. Including an old account with past music from your early days. 

Consumed by all of this, hours had gone by before she found herself getting tired. By this time she had already watched all of your past interviews and listened to the majority of your discography. Alysa wondered to herself why she was so intrigued by you as she fell asleep. 

That was a couple of months ago, since then she had been having vivid dreams of you almost every night. The most recent one had her wishing it was real as she woke up. You and her at a party. Your hands snaking down her waist as you brought her in closer. Leaning in to whisper something before she had woken up. 

It was annoying how much you had been on her mind. Today she found herself following you around to various places, the guitar store, a farmers market, and to a quiet cafe. Being sure to not get too close but just enough to keep you in her line of sight. She had started doing this not too long after her first dream of you. It wasn’t supposed to be something she was doing on a daily basis, but there was just something that she was so drawn to about you. She couldn’t control how intense her feelings were. 

By the end of the day she had returned home, it wasn’t too much of an eventful day but it was successful. Any day she dodged the paparazzi was a successful day out. Even though she had spent almost all day around you she craved something more. She wanted to talk with you, get to know you. Not just the person in the interviews but the real you. 

That was until she received an invitation to a small private mixer. Usually she would’ve ignored it, just another stupid promotion event with fake people. People who just wanted to get ahead, people who smile and laugh at everything, doing anything they possibly can to schmooze up to the big shots. That was until she saw your name on the guest list. Alysa decided to accept before she could think better of it.

It wasn’t long before the night of the event had come. Dressed in classy clothes and her own personal jewelry, Alysa arrived at the venue. It was a hotel, classy and elegant, the lighting warm and the music soft. As expected there were also many suck ups. Then there was you, sitting at the bar again. Talking to a random person, looking better than she remembered. It had only been a couple of days since she had last seen you, but it was still refreshing to see you again. 

She waited, staying close to you. Waiting for the perfect moment to talk to you.

Waiting until conversation thinned out, until you were alone for some time. 

Until it looked natural enough to walk up and ‘accidentally’ run into you. 

After some time she finally saw her chance, stepping in to take it. Walking behind you a bit before brushing up against you. It was enough to make your drink spill a bit on the counter in front of you. 

“I’m so sorry”, Alysa says before turning around to face you. “No no, it’s fine. It’s pretty crowded around here” you say while grabbing a napkin to clean up the spill in front of you. Sitting down next to you Alysa pulls out her wallet, “I’ll get you a new drink”. “You don’t have to do that, I was gonna go after this last one anyways. This is probably just my sign to leave early anyways” you say before moving to get up. “I want to” she says quickly, frantic to get you to sit back down. 

“Uhhh okay then, thank you”

“I take it you don’t want to be here anymore?” Alysa says, breaking the silence that had taken place after trading your names. “Not really, I was dragged here by my managers. They said it would provide better opportunities for me or something but…no one's interested in a new face I guess” you reply, tracing something with your fingers on the counter. “I am. You seem pretty cool in my opinion” Alysa replies, studying the way your hands moved.

You laugh a bit at her response, “You’ve only just met me”.

Alysa tenses a bit at this, you don’t seem to notice this. “I mean yeah but you didn’t seem to mind too much when I spilled your drink so…you seem chill”.

“Yeah, I mean I guess that’s true.”

The rest of the night Alysa and you had talked, the conversation flowing nice and easy. Going from topic to topic, talking about just everything that had come to mind. Staying beside her and shifting your body towards her as you talked. Whenever the crowd around you and her had gotten louder, you leaned in closer to her to listen to her talk. You were completely oblivious to the way Alysa's eyes tracked your every movement.

Alysa had taken note of how you didn’t seem to move back to your original place after leaning in. She had noticed everything, the way you smiled at the things she said. How your shoulders had relaxed when she spoke. The way you were captivated by her, listening to every word she spoke carefully. It was something she had been dreaming of since the first time she saw you. 

Eventually, the crowd got louder. It was clear you were becoming increasingly uncomfortable with the noise and decreasing space around you.

Alysa glanced at the doors before turning to you, “It’s getting pretty crowded around here yeah?”

“Yeah, a bit” you reply, you wanted to stay and talk but it was much harder to listen to her with all of these people around. 

“I have a room upstairs we can go up to…” her voice was soft enough to a point where only you could hear. “It’ll be much quieter, more comfortable. We won’t have to worry about all these people around us.”

You thought about it for a moment, you had some things to do in the morning but did all that really matter right now? Your hesitation was noticeable to Alysa, but it only confirmed her beliefs that the offer really mattered to you. 

“Or you could go home, maybe you’re too busy to keep talking…” Alysa said with a sigh. “Just thought you could use a break from all this.”

She made it sound so nice, so easy, to just follow her upstairs. Harmless like the choice was up to you, but was it really?

You nod, “Sure.”

A smile spread across Alysa’s face, satisfaction ran through her body. This was it, the moment she had been carefully crafting since she had first seen you. “Great” she said standing up to grab her things, “Come on”.

She grabs your hand gently before leading you through the crowd of people towards the elevator. The walk to her room is silent, not uncomfortable or awkward. It’s a quiet peace that lingers between the two of you. She could tell you were a bit nervous but didn’t think too much of it.

Entering the hotel room, you take note of how clean it is. “You can just sit wherever you want” Alysa says, turning on the lights and grabbing a bottle of wine from the fridge. You sit down at the foot of the bed before laying down. “Tired huh?” she says from the other side of the room

“Yeah, all this new popularity is kicking my butt…and I’m not even big yet”

Alysa laughs a bit before coming to sit next to you, handing you a glass of wine. The newfound closeness between you and her makes you a bit tense, and she notices. “I don’t bite you know, you can relax a bit” she says with a smile. The joke is enough to make you smile and loosen your shoulders, “Sorry, I’m just not used to this”.

“Used to what?” she says, a look of curiosity on her face. “All of this, the attention, I mean I’m in an Olympic gold medalist's hotel room drinking wine right now…it just feels surreal” you reply. “Maybe by the end of the night it will feel somewhat real” Alysa says, she made it sound like a joke but there was something in her expression that lingered just a second too long. 

The next hour was spent with Alysa asking questions about your music, not in a half-interested way that people at these events usually listened with, but with real attention and interest. You were happy to answer questions, even surprised by how interested she was in the topic. When you mentioned one of the first songs you had created, Alysa smiled.

“I like that one. It’s different from the rest of your stuff, much softer.”

You blink, “You’ve listened to it?”

“I’ve listened to a lot of your music, the newest ones, the older ones, even your first ones on that separate account.”

She said it so casually, like it was something that didn’t mean anything. But it did, to you it did. You should’ve thought it was strange, but you didn’t. I made you feel seen almost, someone actually took interest in your music. Not just the newer ones that your label had suggested putting out, music that was only made to grab attention. Something that didn’t really feel like you. Alysa had found the real stuff. The things you made that actually mattered, the art you had spent so much time on. Pouring everything into, she had seen it. It felt almost intimate, like a secret only she kept. 

Alysa noticed a change in your expression, “I really hope that's not weird or anything”.

“No, it’s okay…it’s actually kind of nice. I didn’t think anyone would ever hear it” you say with a smile. Your gaze locking with hers for a second longer than necessary. 

“Good”

She sat closer to you afterwards, not all at once, but subtle enough for you to notice. You didn’t pull away, instead relaxing into it. Like giving in to the closeness was easier than resisting it. You didn’t mind one bit at all.

“You’re pretty easy to talk to”, you said after a while. Immediately feeling a little embarrassed by how honest and open you were being. “You make it seem like that’s an unusual thing,” she says quietly.

You laugh softly, “It is for me.”

“That’s a shame” she murmured, her eyes flicking to your mouth before returning to your eyes, “You seem like someone worth listening to.”

Her tone was warm and dangerous, enough to make your insides feel like they were filled with butterflies. Her hand moving so that her finger tips were resting on the back of your hand, it was enough to make your breath hitch slightly. 

“I like talking to you,” she said with a smile.

“I like talking to you too” your voice is quiet. Surprised by the compliment.

That seemed to please her, the following moments were quiet. Alysa had noticed you kept looking out towards the window. The city lights holding your attention.

“The view is nicer up close” she said getting up and walking towards the balcony. Glancing back at you like an invitation. Getting up to walk over to the balcony you feel warmth flowing through your chest. Joining her to look at the lights and cars below, Alysa’s shoulder touching yours, “It’s nice.”

Alysa makes a small sound in agreement. “I like it when it’s quiet like this, everything looks so pretty” she says, her eyes drawn to the buildings. You nod, glancing at her. Her face glowing from the bright lights below. She looked beautiful, her hair falling into place perfectly with a faint smile on her face. 

“I can see you staring at me you know” she says after a moment, turning to look at you. You laugh a bit, your face turning slightly red, “I’m sorry it’s hard not too.”

Her expression is soft as she smiles at you, “Don’t be” she murmured, “I don’t mind.”

The space between you two began to shrink, her hands gently falling to your wrists. A small touch to test the waters. You didn’t move away, you didn’t want to. Alysa’s eyes flicked to yours, searching for approval or discomfort. Her thumbs lightly brushing over your wrist, “Is this okay?” she asks. 

“Yeah”, the answer coming out of you softer than intended. 

Alysa’s smile deepened, pleased with the answer she received. Her hands softly finding themselves on your waist as she stepped closer. You could smell her perfume on her, sweet with something warm underneath. She leaned in slowly, giving you a chance to pull back if you wanted. You didn’t. 

“Can I?” she whispered.

You nodded, words failing to come up.

The kiss started slow, her lips soft against yours. Her hand stayed at your waist to steady you while the other came up to the back of your neck, slowly threading her fingers into your hair. The kiss deepened gradually, her mouth moving with less caution and more passion. When she pulled back it was only far enough to get a look at you. Her eyes half lidded as her forehead rested gently on yours. Her thumb coming to trace along your jaw, “You’re even better than I imagined” her words coming out like a confession. 

You blink, still dazed from the kiss. “Imagined?”

Alysa smiled, “Just a figure of speech” she murmurs before covering it up with a kiss on the corner of your mouth.

She leads you to the bed, her hands still on your waist. You sink down together, she pulls you into her lap. Her arms wrap around your waist as her kisses get slower and lazier, her lips trailing from your mouth to your jaw and landing on your neck. Each one lingering just enough to make your breath hitch. 

“You’re so beautiful,” Alysa whispers against your skin. Her hands slid up your back, under your shirt, her hands feeling warm against your skin. You melt into her, hands finding her shoulders and hair. “Alysa” you say, her name a sigh. 

She pulls back just enough to look at you, her expression filled with need. “I’ve got you” she whispers, almost like a promise. “Just relax.” She kisses you again, trying her best to control herself.

You melt into her kiss. The rest of the night was spent with kisses, touches, and quiet words traded in the dark. Her voice always there to guide you deeper into her. You fall asleep in her arms later believing that the night was all just one big coincidence. Alysa stays awake a little longer, satisfied with her work. Admiring her success. 

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Phew guys that's like the longest one I've written, I really hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed making it. Maybe let me know what else you wanna see, little spin-offs of this story or my last. I kind of just write when I feel like it so not very consistent, I apologize. Let me know if you liked it though.

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10/10 amazing first work gimme 14 of em rn i needa see more of you on my feed

thank you thank youu, I’m finishing up my second story now for yall

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Biggest Fan

So basically this is my first time ever seriously writing a piece of fanfiction...so bear with me here. Now the reader isn't really specifically femme or masc, but I am masc so I didn't go out of my way to change anything to femme (sorry guys I just don't know how to write it). I also very much love skating very much so I made reader a skater. Anyways, I hope this is somewhat enjoyable for people.

(Alysa Liu x Female Reader)

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Being famous was something you had never expected to experience ever in your life. Being recognized by people all over the world was a unique experience. Fans calling your name while performing at a contest, people stopping you on the streets for an autograph, or seeing yourself on the television.

However there was one thing you didn’t think you would ever get used to when it came to fans. The tiktok videos. All over your for you page, interviews, edits, highlight clips. It was something you saw on a daily basis. It was also something your girlfriend saw on a daily basis.

Although the tiktoks were startling, they were nothing compared to the shock that you were dating the one and only Alysa Liu. The olympic gold medalist that had taken the world by storm in 2026, inspiring the whole world and capturing the hearts of many across the globe.

Being a skateboarder whose name wasn’t global until recently, it really took you by surprise when she had reached out to get to know you. Sure it started off as just being friendly, her giving your recent videos some comments or compliments. 

Soon it turned into full conversations over text and next thing you knew it was lunch almost every week or dinner at each other's houses. Eventually you naturally became more and more drawn to each other, until finally becoming official. 

Speculation of Alysa and your relationship status was typically left alone until fans had seen the both of you at a thrift shop, leaving the world to connect the pieces. 

It started quickly with tiktok videos, photographs, or articles being released. 

Leaving Alysa and you with one option. During your most recent interview with Thrasher the interviewer mentioned leaving home and your future plans for moving cities to pursue a larger sponsor. In which you replied, “Honestly, I think I have it really good at home right now. I might take a bit of a step back and appreciate what I have now.” “Really? As far as I’ve heard you seem to be hinting at your speculated relationship with Alysa…am I correct?”. A smirk had appeared on your lips after hearing that, “I mean yeah…who wouldn’t want to appreciate such a beautiful thing?” leaving everyone including yourself to wonder whether you were talking about the relationship or Alysa herself. 

It wasn’t only you that had run into some tricky questions while talking to the public though, because later that week at a press interview Alysa had been asked a similar question. Leaving her flustered and nervous. 

After that week it had officially been announced that Alysa and you were a couple. The internet blew up, some wondering how and when this had become a thing while others who were dedicated internet detectives claimed they knew it long before the announcement. 

Navigating the internet afterwards was a completely different experience for you. Dating one of the most famous people in the world, you began to gain more recognition for your works and another shocking thing. Your looks. Checking your latest social media posts, new fans had come flooding in, comments on your outfits, hair, and you in general. 

-*Reader’s Name* Girl Skateboard Part-

-Iheartyuri: I think I should start watching more skateboard fr…👀

-*Reader*lover3487: WE are all shooting our shot right??

-*Your User*: righttt, WE

-mlgraves34: i NEED an edit to this video please i beg

However nothing would have prepared you for the first time you saw Alysa’s tiktok feed. Laying in bed comfortably after a long day of work, the both of you were spent. Wanting to do nothing but spend time together in a comfortable silence. 

Alysa had settled herself comfortably between your legs, allowing you to run your hands through her hair lazily while she scrolled through her feed. At first it was normal, random video after another. Obscure meme video, photography, and the occasional movie edit. 

That was until she scrolled onto an edit of you. Freezing in your tracks as you watched, the edit being of your latest appearance at a skating promotion event for work. Dressed in casual clothes, running up to the camera to strike a pose and flash a smile after completing a clean run. ‘La Mentira’ filled the atmosphere as the transitions happened through a variety of clips, the most notable being one of you laying on the floor before looking into the camera. Hair messy, panting a bit from exhaustion while the glimmer of sweat was visible on your face. 

After it was finished you saw Alysa favorite the video. 

“Woah hold up, what was that?” you said, looking at her suspiciously. 

Quickly scrolling away, Alysa replied “Nothing nothing, I don’t know what you’re talking about”. 

“No, hold on wait a minute give me this”, quickly taking the phone from her hands and going to her favorites to find a folder titled with your name. Quickly opening it to find over a hundred videos. Clicking on one of them and scrolling through to find that they are all edits of you. Eyes widening, you look down at her.

 “No way.” you say, a smile appearing on your lips. 

“Ughhhhh this is so embarrassing”, climbing up to bury her face in your neck. Her breath warm on your skin.

“Why would this be embarrassing, Lys?” you say, dropping the phone and wrapping your arms around her.

 “I don’t know maybe because I have like a bajillion edits of my girlfriend saved to my phone like I’m one of her fangirls” she says bluntly, trying to hide her embarrassment.

You pick up the phone and open it up, looking at the number at the top 147 videos. “Lys it’s only 147 videos not a bajillion” you say trying to get her to look up at you. Out of curiosity you begin to scroll through the videos in the collection, dozens of audios and dozens of clips. Some are cute edits to Pinkpantheress “Attracted to You” while others are primarily focused on your skating with music like “U Weren’t Here I Really Miss You”. However most of the edits saved to this collection were edits focusing on your looks, the sound of “Fuera Del Planeta” filled your ears.

It was honestly really flattering if you had to say so yourself. Opening the comments you read a few of them. Goofy reaction pictures that had you laughing to yourself a bit. Reading comments of fans appreciating the edit, which you would say was pretty good. Scrolling through you find a comment of Alysa’s.

-rustlemines01: yooo OUR wife looks delicious 🤤

-frigouscigous: our…? you mean my girlfriend??

The comment is enough to make you smile, “What’s this about?” pointing the phone screen in her direction. 

Alysa’s face turns slightly red before responding, “Ugh people on the internet fawning over you…acting like they’re the love of your life. They should know they don’t stand a chance at you while I’m around”. She wraps her arms around your waist after climbing on top of you. It’s enough to make you slightly squeamish. 

“They do know they don’t have a chance, I mean just look at the tiktoks we post” you murmur, referring to the numerous tiktok posts featuring you and Alysa. Your hands snaking up and around her back.

She laughs, “What about you then, you act like I haven’t seen the folder of videos in your favorites…”

Quickly turning red, you stumble over your words a bit. “Uhhh I have no idea what you’re talking about”

“Really then?”

“Yes…really.”

“Why don’t we check then?” she says before quickly grabbing your phone and springing off the bed. Running to the other side of the room and opening your phone. 

“Hey! Wait a minute!” you say quickly getting up to retrieve your phone.

“No no no, you were soooo confident that there was nothing on your phone before we started this check” Alysa says playfully as she runs out the door and into the living room.

Running after her you think of all the things about her you have saved to your phone. The edits, the pictures, it was all going to be revealed in a couple of minutes. 

After running into the living room you find Alysa sitting on the couch scrolling through the folder of edits you had saved of her on your phone. Smiling to herself before looking up and shooting you a cocky look.

“Cute. I take it you’re a big fan of me huh?”

Deciding to play along with your response, “I mean yeah…who wouldn’t be a big fan of Olympic gold medalist Alysa Liu? Can you really blame me?”. Walking over to her slowly before sitting down next to her.

“Its a good thing I appreciate my fans so much then. Might even say I…admire them” she says, slowly leaning in a bit teasingly.

Without hesitation you close the distance between you two, lips meeting in a soft kiss before turning into something filled with hunger.

She was right after all, you were her biggest fan and she was yours and it came with perks the both of you enjoyed.

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Okay so hopefully at least one of you enjoyed that. If you did though, I have another work that I have a very vivid idea for that I'm going to start. So let me know if you would possibly like that...👀