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PLS TATOOO 😭 unfortunately i need to write angst or i explode

her, again — DANIELA AVANZINI (3)

synopsis: you spent all of high school in love with daniela, until she left. she practically disappeared, all of her accounts were deleted and she wouldn't respond to anyone. and when she appears two years later on a survival show, you can't help but want her back.

pairings: idol!daniela x ex!reader

warnings: high school sweethearts, set during dream academy, swearing, angst, forbidden love, miscommunication, this is part 3! it is recommended you read part 2 and part 1 before continuing!

now playing... please be rude by gigi perez

the words kept flashing at you. like each time you looked back at it, it would get louder.

your body moved faster than your head did.

you:

i don’t think that’s a good idea

the words typed themselves.

you watched as the text was sent. silence followed as you sank to the floor, laying against your door.

your heart felt as if you had run a thousand miles.

before, it didn’t feel real. but that question? asking to talk? no, that was real.

you regretted your response instantly.

why would you respond at all if you didn’t care to talk?

you argued with yourself.

maybe you just wanted to spite her. make her chase you like you chased her. or maybe your walls went up. to protect yourself.

unknown number:

y/n

your face froze. your name. you didn’t have to hear her say it to remember how it sounded.

she always said your name gently. there were several nights you lied awake, and the only thing that could help you fall asleep was her voice.

“y/n, baby, come into my arms,” she’d pull you closer. daniela held you like you were all she had.

unknown number:

there’s a lot i want to say please

you couldn’t help but get irritated by her text.

you had been begging for her to listen to you for years. and all you got was emptiness.

yes, you were petty. and yes, you did also miss her.

but you couldn’t manage to let her in that easily.

a sigh escapes your mouth.

click.

you turn your phone off.

the room felt smaller. you felt more aware.

tears slowly dripped from your eyes. a wound reopened that night.

before, you buried it in bandaids. putting one over the other as if that would heal you.

but the scar wouldn’t leave unless you addressed it.

you wiped the water on your face with your sleeve. your sniffles became in tune with your breathing.

you didn’t do anything else that night.

just sat and stared.

what hurt the most was the lack of fighting.

she didn’t push more. didn’t text again.

she let you sit with the thought of her, again.

when you woke up the next morning, the world had shifted.

more than anything, you felt numb.

your phone was still off, lying next to you on the floor where you had fallen asleep.

it lit up once.

nothing.

no new messages.

you couldn’t bring yourself to feel anything.

the pit in your stomach was the last bit of emotion you had.

you groaned and dragged yourself off the floor.

as you scrolled through tiktok, you chomped down on a breakfast sandwich. there was one thing that caught your attention, though.

your face twisted.

“fuck you, daniela avanzini,” you muttered.

you wanted to look away. to avoid her. but she was everywhere.

she was going viral on tiktok, and her debut was pretty much guaranteed. you would be seeing a lot more of her face.

you looked up from your phone, locking eyes with a heavy blanket tossed across the couch.

it was more than a blanket to you, though. it was the blanket. she had bought it for you on your seventeenth birthday. you were always complaining about being too cold at night.

daniela would wrap you in it, and pull you close to her. she would whisper and ask if you were cold still.

you traced your fingers on it before picking it up and absorbing yourself in it.

deep breath in, and out.

and suddenly, you were somewhere else entirely.

“if we move here, i’m never going to leave the kitchen,” you said, dragging your fingers on the counters.

“you hate cooking, baby,” daniela’s laugh echoed through the empty apartment.

she was right, but that wasn’t the point.

she reached out to you with both arms. pulling you in by your waist, her lips brushed against your cheek.

“if we do this, it’s you and me. no backing out,” she leaned in.

“no back outs, promise,” you smiled.

she kissed you as if it was a promise.

you upheld your promise. two years later, you were living in the apartment you were supposed to have shared.

it stung you beautifully.

and just as you began to rest, a sound was heard on the door.

knock.

pause.

once more, knock.

it wasn’t a normal knocking sound. it sounded unsure. hesitant. not urgent.

you pulled yourself off the couch and wrapped yourself tighter in the blanket.

slowly, it creaked open.

everything stopped.

you froze.

“what are you—” you began but were cut off.

“i’m sorry but you didn’t answer, and i don’t have a lot of time, and i just have so many thoughts since seeing you, i couldn’t wait any longer—”

“daniela,” you stopped her.

it was the first time you saw her close.

first time you said her name.

first time you heard her voice.

at least since she left.

“i’m sorry,” she whispered.

she looked at you like she had never left.

her eyes were starry, full of hope.

her curls were put up in a bun. her sweatshirt had a small stain, seemingly from water. she didn’t wear makeup. she came to you bare.

you could tell she was scared.

she was shaky.

“i can’t, i don’t know,” you mumbled.

“you don’t have to know anything,” she murmured, “i can do the talking.”

daniela looked up to you like a puppy. she wanted your approval.

you took a heavy breath in. she took it as her chance.

“i didn’t mean to ghost you. i couldn’t talk about it. i thought if i just left, you would move on.”

“what?” you bit.

your voice held a grudge.

“i thought i’d be the one stuck—not you,” she said.

“so you thought not saying anything would be a good idea?”

“no, it was stupid, i just—”

you cut her off.

“no—you didn’t want to get hurt. it wasn’t about me. it was never about me,” you said with a now louder voice.

“that’s not true! you know it isn’t.”

you laughed, almost bitterly.

“oh, do i? how am i supposed to know anything when i don’t even fucking recognize you anymore!”

the blanket dropped onto the floor.

“y/n, i had to leave. that doesn’t mean i didn’t love you, or hurt every god damn day!” she yelled. a tear dripped down her face.

both of you were getting red.

“but you chose that! i didn’t get to say anything! i lost the love of my life overnight. i didn’t want that,” you said, choking up.

it was tense. the silence was worse.

“i didn’t think it through,” she paused. she couldn’t look at you in the eyes. “i’m sorry.”

you cut back on your tears. you wouldn’t let yourself cry in front of her. not after all the tears you already shed over daniela.

“you should go,” you stated firmly.

she opened her mouth, but nothing came out.

she wiped her tears swiftly.

daniela didn’t push. she doesn’t do that. not anymore it seemed.

she tried to compose herself as she walked away from you, but her chest was rapidly beating from her tears.

your chest was tight.

she opened the door, giving a slight glance back. she didn’t look at you though.

as the door shut, you let it all out.

sobbing.

your hand dragged the door lock as you fell to the ground once more.

and this time, no one came to hold you.

next part will be out soon!

a/n: nothing like some toxic yuri on a wednesday night!

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her again update after a week who else cheered ❤️‍🔥

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her, again — DANIELA AVANZINI (3)

synopsis: you spent all of high school in love with daniela, until she left. she practically disappeared, all of her accounts were deleted and she wouldn't respond to anyone. and when she appears two years later on a survival show, you can't help but want her back.

pairings: idol!daniela x ex!reader

warnings: high school sweethearts, set during dream academy, swearing, angst, forbidden love, miscommunication, this is part 3! it is recommended you read part 2 and part 1 before continuing!

now playing… 🎵 please be rude by gigi perez

the words kept flashing at you. like each time you looked back at it, it would get louder.

your body moved faster than your head did.

you:

i don’t think that’s a good idea

the words typed themselves.

you watched as the text was sent. silence followed as you sank to the floor, laying against your door.

your heart felt as if you had run a thousand miles.

before, it didn’t feel real. but that question? asking to talk? no, that was real.

you regretted your response instantly.

why would you respond at all if you didn’t care to talk?

you argued with yourself.

maybe you just wanted to spite her. make her chase you like you chased her. or maybe your walls went up. to protect yourself.

unknown number:

y/n

your face froze. your name. you didn’t have to hear her say it to remember how it sounded.

she always said your name gently. there were several nights you lied awake, and the only thing that could help you fall asleep was her voice.

“y/n, baby, come into my arms,” she’d pull you closer. daniela held you like you were all she had.

unknown number:

there’s a lot i want to say please

you couldn’t help but get irritated by her text.

you had been begging for her to listen to you for years. and all you got was emptiness.

yes, you were petty. and yes, you did also miss her.

but you couldn’t manage to let her in that easily.

a sigh escapes your mouth.

click.

you turn your phone off.

the room felt smaller. you felt more aware.

tears slowly dripped from your eyes. a wound reopened that night.

before, you buried it in bandaids. putting one over the other as if that would heal you.

but the scar wouldn’t leave unless you addressed it.

you wiped the water on your face with your sleeve. your sniffles became in tune with your breathing.

you didn’t do anything else that night.

just sat and stared.

what hurt the most was the lack of fighting.

she didn’t push more. didn’t text again.

she let you sit with the thought of her, again.

when you woke up the next morning, the world had shifted.

more than anything, you felt numb.

your phone was still off, lying next to you on the floor where you had fallen asleep.

it lit up once.

nothing.

no new messages.

you couldn’t bring yourself to feel anything.

the pit in your stomach was the last bit of emotion you had.

you groaned and dragged yourself off the floor.

as you scrolled through tiktok, you chomped down on a breakfast sandwich. there was one thing that caught your attention, though.

your face twisted.

“fuck you, daniela avanzini,” you muttered.

you wanted to look away. to avoid her. but she was everywhere.

she was going viral on tiktok, and her debut was pretty much guaranteed. you would be seeing a lot more of her face.

you looked up from your phone, locking eyes with a heavy blanket tossed across the couch.

it was more than a blanket to you, though. it was the blanket. she had bought it for you on your seventeenth birthday. you were always complaining about being too cold at night.

daniela would wrap you in it, and pull you close to her. she would whisper and ask if you were cold still.

you traced your fingers on it before picking it up and absorbing yourself in it.

deep breath in, and out.

and suddenly, you were somewhere else entirely.

“if we move here, i’m never going to leave the kitchen,” you said, dragging your fingers on the counters.

“you hate cooking, baby,” daniela’s laugh echoed through the empty apartment.

she was right, but that wasn’t the point.

she reached out to you with both arms. pulling you in by your waist, her lips brushed against your cheek.

“if we do this, it’s you and me. no backing out,” she leaned in.

“no back outs, promise,” you smiled.

she kissed you as if it was a promise.

you upheld your promise. two years later, you were living in the apartment you were supposed to have shared.

it stung you beautifully.

and just as you began to rest, a sound was heard on the door.

knock.

pause.

once more, knock.

it wasn’t a normal knocking sound. it sounded unsure. hesitant. not urgent.

you pulled yourself off the couch and wrapped yourself tighter in the blanket.

slowly, it creaked open.

everything stopped.

you froze.

“what are you—” you began but were cut off.

“i’m sorry but you didn’t answer, and i don’t have a lot of time, and i just have so many thoughts since seeing you, i couldn’t wait any longer—”

“daniela,” you stopped her.

it was the first time you saw her close.

first time you said her name.

first time you heard her voice.

at least since she left.

“i’m sorry,” she whispered.

she looked at you like she had never left.

her eyes were starry, full of hope.

her curls were put up in a bun. her sweatshirt had a small stain, seemingly from water. she didn’t wear makeup. she came to you bare.

you could tell she was scared.

she was shaky.

“i can’t, i don’t know,” you mumbled.

“you don’t have to know anything,” she murmured, “i can do the talking.”

daniela looked up to you like a puppy. she wanted your approval.

you took a heavy breath in. she took it as her chance.

“i didn’t mean to ghost you. i couldn’t talk about it. i thought if i just left, you would move on.”

“what?” you bit.

your voice held a grudge.

“i thought i’d be the one stuck—not you,” she said.

“so you thought not saying anything would be a good idea?”

“no, it was stupid, i just—”

you cut her off.

“no—you didn’t want to get hurt. it wasn’t about me. it was never about me,” you said with a now louder voice.

“that’s not true! you know it isn’t.”

you laughed, almost bitterly.

“oh, do i? how am i supposed to know anything when i don’t even fucking recognize you anymore!”

the blanket dropped onto the floor.

“y/n, i had to leave. that doesn’t mean i didn’t love you, or hurt every god damn day!” she yelled. a tear dripped down her face.

both of you were getting red.

“but you chose that! i didn’t get to say anything! i lost the love of my life overnight. i didn’t want that,” you said, choking up.

it was tense. the silence was worse.

“i didn’t think it through,” she paused. she couldn’t look at you in the eyes. “i’m sorry.”

you cut back on your tears. you wouldn’t let yourself cry in front of her. not after all the tears you already shed over daniela.

“you should go,” you stated firmly.

she opened her mouth, but nothing came out.

she wiped her tears swiftly.

daniela didn’t push. she doesn’t do that. not anymore it seemed.

she tried to compose herself as she walked away from you, but her chest was rapidly beating from her tears.

your chest was tight.

she opened the door, giving a slight glance back. she didn’t look at you though.

as the door shut, you let it all out.

sobbing.

your hand dragged the door lock as you fell to the ground once more.

and this time, no one came to hold you.

next part will be out soon!

a/n: nothing like some toxic yuri on a wednesday night!

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omg to the anon who had an idea for the smau, i actually had smth very similar planned 🫣 it doesnt have to do with drawing but its art related hehe

wont say much more becsuse i wanna be mysterious but i will definitelly incorporate the stuff u said 🙂‍↕️

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only for you - MANON BANNERMAN

synopsis: you only agreed to joining a streamer dating show for some fun and clout. what you didn’t expect was to match with manon bannerman. and you definitely didn’t expect to fall for her first.

11. plan

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a/n: walk with me here…

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her again is so good pls cook with a update 🤕🤕

yk what just for you ill work on it rn 🙂‍↕️

ill try to get it out soon ml <3

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the next chapter of both only for you and her again are some big plot twists i believe…

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SUDDENLYN Y/N...? chapter 19

casting director huh yunjin is desperately trying to find the perfect seymour krelborn after practically begging on her knees to get sophia laforteza to play as audrey for the school's upcoming musical theater event. little did she know, the perfect seymour was with her all this time; raging to stardew valley and animal crossing.

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an: i sincerely apologize for the lack of updates. exam season is upon me and i can feel the academic burnout clinging to me like a second skin. after exams, i will make it up to you all. i was planning on not teasing you and leave you with yet another cliff hanger, but will it really be a lhei update if i don't play with y'all's feelings for a little bit? i promise it'll be worth it. stay safe, hydrated, and make sure to eat :]

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her again is so special to me i get scared to write it 💔 but i will lock in soon and finish that next chapter 🙏

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only for you - MANON BANNERMAN

synopsis: you only agreed to joining a streamer dating show for some fun and clout. what you didn’t expect was to match with manon bannerman. and you definitely didn’t expect to fall for her first.

10. sweetheart

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a/n: took me longer than i expected but 😪

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RIGHTTT omg im glad i wasnt the only one who saw that 😭

working on the next chapter of only for you but all i can think of mia ending marz 😪

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working on the next chapter of only for you but all i can think of mia ending marz 😪

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THEY DID SO GOOD WHAT. katseye you will always be famous

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katzapalooza in 5 mins… MY KATS IM SO PROUDDD UGH

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only for you - MANON BANNERMAN

synopsis: you only agreed to joining a streamer dating show for some fun and clout. what you didn’t expect was to match with manon bannerman. and you definitely didn’t expect to fall for her first.

09. competition

written, 900+ words

the stream was a little bit of a setup on ryujin’s end. you weren’t entirely aware of her intentions when she suggested a collab livestream with manon’s friends.

she told you it would be a good idea to maximize the attention since the dating show, and you weren’t going to disagree.

what she didn’t make clear is that this was another step in her matchmaker saga.

you did want to be around manon again though. you can’t deny that.

you could try telling yourself you only cared about the followers, but you knew you missed her voice.

“chat, can you hear us?” ryujin asks. she’s loading up the stream before adding in the rest of you guys. she’s focused, but bright.

your heart was pounding inside your chest.

you were even more nervous than the gameshow. this time, you knew her.

you weren’t friends—or even close to that.

but you were connected. maybe it was just for the internet.

“hi chat!” winter smiles to her camera. you follow her, saying hello and welcoming the viewers to the livestream.

“we heard you guys wanted some more content with all of the gameshow contestants,” ryujin begins. “we couldn’t get everybody, but we got some here. they should be joining…” she trails off.

you heard the sound of clicking from her audio.

“alright, bud, any day now,” beomgyu snorts. you laugh quickly before ryujin jokingly scolds him.

“joining now!” as she finishes, all 6 of the girls popped up into the discord call, projected onto the stream.

you recognized all of them, but remembered three.

lara, megan, and manon.

and god, did she look beautiful.

you spent extra time before the stream to make sure you looked your best for the live too.

“hi, you guys!” winter cheers.

they all say hello, introducing themselves.

“we know some of us didn’t appear on lara’s show, but we thought it would be fun to get all of us here,” a girl named sophia presented. her voice was the most collected of any of theirs.

the nine of you together are pretty messy. it begins with a game of gartic phone.

what could go wrong?—you thought.

each one of you has to draw something, and then it gets passed to the next person.

the awkwardness of new meetings dissolves quickly. it feels as if you’re all good friends.

you pick up on the rhythm of the game fast too. your drawings get more detailed, and more chaotic as it goes on.

“what the fuck even is that, y/n?” jiung cackles.

“it’s a dog!” you bite back.

“there’s no way in hell that is a dog.”

you laugh so hard your stomach hurts.

“i think your drawings are pretty, y/n,” a sweeter voice murmurs. megan’s candy voice.

you pause for a second—not processing what was said. the chat went crazy instantly.

user a: OH? megan and y/n new duo????

user b: LOWKEY RIZZ

user c: flirting with a whole crowd LFMAO

you blink and look up at the camera. and then at manon. her smile is still there, but her eyes feel a little distant.

megan winks when you glance at her. she’s playful, that’s for sure.

“that’s interesting,” a voice says. you connected it instantly to its owner. “i could’ve sworn they said i was their duo.”

fuck.

your stomach flipped.

“who would’ve thought y/n would be in a love triangle,” beomgyu remarks. it seems as if he forgot he wasn’t just talking to his friends.

“beomgyu!” you whisper-shout.

you try to laugh it off and return back to the game. ryujin and winter are clearly thrilled by the situation.

that wasn’t the end of it, though. the stream was overwhelmed by competitiveness between your two matches.

you won over the attention of both girls. you roll with it. the number of viewers rose every time one of them said something to you, and your follower count soared in front of your eyes.

what’s so bad with some harmless flirting?

“chat, who do you think has the best rizz here?” lara whistles.

obviously, beomgyu and daniela take the chance to show off. you sit back, watching it all unfold.

“let’s all show our rizz and then chat will vote,” winter adds.

“i’ll go first,” megan smiles. she coughs, playing up the role. she rubs her hands together, as if she’s some fuckboy.

“y/n, do you always look this good, or is it just for me?”

you hide yourself away from the camera to let out a quiet laugh, but you could still be heard.

“no, god no,” you shut down. megan laughs and insists that she flirts better than that.

user d: if megan hit that emote 5 years ago she would’ve pulled your hoe 😭

user e: y/n and megan are so funny together omg

“alright, alright, next?” sophia asks.

it’s silent for a moment, before a familiar voice chirps up. “i’ll go,” manon says.

“i don’t need to compete though,” she pauses. “it’s kind of obvious where y/n’s attention is.”

your eyes flick to the camera, then away immediately. you can’t look the girl in her eyes.

you bite down on your cheek while smiling, your lips sealed tightly as you look everywhere but at her camera. your thoughts are just as flustered as you are.

why did she say that so easily? so confidently? and why does your chest tighten after?

while the chat explodes with comments, you’re sat staring—red as a tomato.

“don’t say stuff like that if you don’t mean it,” you bark.

“who said i don’t mean it?”

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a/n: smth short 🙈 also im so excited for katzapalooza tmrw

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ill be looking forward to it 🙈🙈 im so excited to see how dani and y/n will be when they meet <3

im glad!! im good thank you :)))

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omg hiii !! giggling seeing you in my asks because i love your smau rn 😪 how are you??

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Hi 🤘🏻

omg hiii !! giggling seeing you in my asks because i love your smau rn 😪 how are you??