#Daniela katseye

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ohhh I have a request. Dani x y/n established relationship. Maybe them with the other girls or just something cute.

Secret Slips

Summary: The Katseye girls aren't stupid. Daniela's been acting weird. Little do they know that their favorite dancer is dating the guitarist of the rock band Heartbreakers.

Warnings: Y/N is a bad influence, the girls hate reader, a bit angsty, fluffy at the end, attempts at humor

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The first to notice the shift was Manon. I mean, her and Daniela have been attached at the hip since Dream Academy. The Swiss girl had picked up on her favorite Latina's habits. She knew that Daniela went to sleep around 9, and spent an hour reading before bed. So it was weird when Dani would go an hour early and stay on her phone all night, silently giggling to herself. Once inquired about it, Dani responded with quickly with some excuse about switching to ebooks and reading more comedy books.

The next to notice was Sophia. As the leader and one of the oldest, she was always told of the whereabouts from all the girls. She knew of Dani's old friends and how every other week, Dani and her old friend group from Atlanta would hangout. Once a month, a party may be planned. So it came as a shock of how often Dani seemed to "forget" to tell her when she went out more often.

After that, it was Yoonchae. The youngest had learned to be more observant since her trainee days due to the language barrier. She picked up on body language, tone of voice, but oddly, the most telling was what the girls were listening to on Spotify. Yoonchae followed Dani on Spotify and could see the main dancer's listening activity. On a random Tuesday as Yoonchae opened up her music app and saw Dani's activity she was expecting the usual RNB or Hip Hop. Instead it was a rock.

Lastly, Megan and Lara. The ginger was already one of the most oblivious people ever, however, she was also the most suspicious. Teamed up with the equally suspicious and judgmental Lara, the two were a duo to not be tested with. Being chronically online had its perks. The duo was able to keep up with the latest trends, have fun with Eyekons, and be the first to comment on her fellow member's posts. Thus, it wasn't surprising when they were able to decipher little messages through their friends' posts. However, when Dani posted a pic of her out, at some pier, the cameraperson's identity a secret with the song "Kiss if Off Me" by Cigarettes after Sex, they couldn't help but face an enigma of what the meaning was.

It was all completely and utterly suspicious.

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"The girls are suspicious", Daniela admitted as her and Y/N sat opposite of one another in a booth. The two had found some small cozy restaurant for a date night, away from prying eyes. The guitarist looked up from their shared milkshake, staring into her favorite girl's hazel eyes.

"Mhphm?"

The Latina rolled her eyes, a small smile tugging at her lips as she watching Y/N swallow her drink. "The girls. When we were in the car yesterday, Lara put on Cigarettes after Sex. She doesn't even like rock. Yoonchae posted a pic with the same song. And last night, Manon slept in the bed with me and told me to read her my book. They're catching on to our lie."

"You slept with Manon?"

"Oh, shut up", the Latina threw her napkin at Y/N who softly chuckles. She grounds her expression after seeing Dani's serious and worried face. "I'm tired of lying to them."

Her girlfriend sighs, leaning over and intertwining their Hans together. " We have to, Dani. You know how the ru-"

"The rules. Yes, I'm well aware, Y/N" Dani responds, her tone curt. She sighs, realizing how she sounded as she brings her hands to her temple. "I'm sorry... I'm just- I really like you. I'm want to see you more often."

Y/N nods. "Trust, I feel the same. I mean, Lara and Manon have done stuff with others, so what's the difference between us?" The guitarist know how stupid it is. The look her girlfriend gives solidifies it.

The guitarist was someone that the girls probably would never approve of. With a cocky attitude, Y/N donned a wardrobe dominated by sleek black leather and vintage band tees, effortlessly merging edgy style with a hint of allure by showing off her body, tats and piercings. Her bold flirtatiousness left a trail of captivated admirers, but the Heartbreakers, the band she fronted, had a questionable reputation. Despite being less than a year old, they had already made waves with catchy rock songs. Bangchan was notorious in the press for his late-night escapades with random women, while Taesan faced backlash for lyrics that seemed to promote reckless lifestyles. Yuta had even clashed with an interviewer over a rude question, further adding to their controversial image.

Sophia was at the forefront of chastising their fellow Geffen group. The other girls didn’t seem to care as much, but if they ever discovered the truth, they would undoubtedly side with Sophia without hesitation.

Y/N gave Dani's hand a reassuring squeeze. "Forget about them, hon. Come on, let's make the moment special," the rockstar grazes her calloused thumb over Dani's delicate knuckles. Dani softens, returing the squeeze. The topic of the girls is a gnawing presence for both of them, but they continue with their date.

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"Okay, yeah, drop me off here," Daniela says, pointing to a curb. Dani wanted to make sure that the Kats didn't see Y/N, so after every date, she would have her girlfriend drop her off a block away. The neighborhood the girls lived in was safe enough to walk in at night, but Y/N was still a bit scared for her girlfriend. She would loiter around in her car until she saw her girlfriend safely enter her house.

Dani makes her way to the driver's side, Y/N already smiling. The two lean in to exchange a sweet kiss.

"Love you," Dani murmurs against the guitarist's lips.

"Love you too," Y/N replies, her heart fluttering. She watches as Dani steps out of the car, her silhouette illuminated by the streetlights.

"Text me when you get inside, okay?" Y/N calls out, her voice laced with concern.

"Promise," Dani replies, giving a reassuring wave before heading toward her house. Y/N waits, her eyes fixed on Dani until she reaches the front door. She watches as Dani fumbles with her keys, a small smile creeping onto her face.

Finally, Dani opens the door and turns back to wave one last time. Y/N waves back, feeling a mix of relief and affection. Once Dani disappears inside, Y/N takes a deep breath, her heart still racing from the evening's excitement.

Once she gets a text, Y/N takes a u-turn on the street and starts driving towards her own group's house. Dialing Yuta's number, Y/N multitasks her hands. One on the wheel the other holding her phone.

"Hello?" Yuta's groggy voice comes through the speaker of Y/N's phone.

"Hey, bro, I'm heading home."

"How was the date?" Y/N can't help but smile. Dani was a soft spot for the normally nonchalant and cocky girl. The night was fun (minus the Katseye part). As Y/N turns a corner, she moves her phone onto the passenger side seat, occasionally looking over and then back to the road.

"Fine. We talked, we ate. Thanks for the restaurant rec... God, she's so fucking beautiful—" Y/N's simping gets interrupted when she notices the soft material under her phone. Dani's jacket. The dancer had left it in her car, and Y/N knew it was her girlfriend's favorite one. It was a Playboi Carti jacket that Manon had gotten her. "... Uh, hey, Yu? Dani forgot her jacket in my car. I'm gonna drive back and give it to her, 'kay?"

"Yeah, that's fine. Just text me when you're gonna leave, 'kay? Drive safely. Love you... say it back, bitch."

"Yeah, yeah, love you too."

Y/N shivers as she steps out of the car, locking it with a click. She clutches her girlfriend's jacket tightly in her hand, the cold California night air seeping into her leather jacket and prompting her to pull it closer around her body. She makes her way down the street, eventually slipping through the large fence surrounding the Katseye house. Dani had once given her a map detailing the locations of all the motion cameras and windows when she needed to sneak inside.

Y/N has always felt conflicted about doing this. Part of her felt like a secret agent in a spy movie, skillfully deceiving and evading surveillance. The other part felt like a stalker, creeping around in the shadows. As she reaches the backyard, she peeks through the bushes at one of the windows. Inside, the girls are gathered in the living room, engrossed in a TV show, their backs turned to her. Daniela is nowhere to be seen, which likely means she's upstairs.

Y/N ties the jacket around her shoulders like some posh kid playing golf, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves as she begins her ascent up the side of the house. The intricate outlines of the windows provide her with footholds, and she carefully navigates her way upward.

As she reaches the second floor, she pauses to catch her breath, glancing down to ensure she hasn’t attracted any unwanted attention. The living room below remains blissfully unaware of her presence, the girls still absorbed in their show.

Finally, she spots the window to Dani’s room, slightly ajar. With a final push, she hoists herself up and slips through the opening, half her body inside the room, the other standing on the house bricks underneath. The familiar scent of Dani’s room envelops her, a comforting mix of lavender and something uniquely her girlfriend.

“Dani?” Y/N whispers, her voice barely above a hush.

Just then, she hears a soft rustling from the bathroom. Her girlfriend wounds around the corner, her hair damp and a towel wrapped around her.

“Y/N!” Dani exclaims, her eyes lighting up in surprise.

“I brought your jacket,” Y/N replies, holding it up with a grin. “Thought you might want it back.”

Dani’s expression shifts from surprise to delight as she crosses the room in a few quick strides, wrapping her arms around Y/N. “You’re the best,” she murmurs, burying her face in Y/N’s shoulder.

Y/N chuckles, feeling the warmth of Dani’s embrace. “I couldn’t just leave it behind. Plus, I missed yo-"

A ding comes from Dani's phone. The notification sound is a special sound. The sound of the house camera app. Both of them pull away, their eyes wide. Downstairs there's a ruckus.

Dani's eyes dart to her phone, her face pale. "Oh no, oh no, oh no," she whispers, her voice trembling. Y/N's heart sinks as she realizes what's happening. The camera app notification means someone has triggered the motion sensors downstairs.

The sound of footsteps and muffled voices drifts up from the living room, growing louder by the second. Dani's eyes lock onto Y/N's, a mix of fear and panic written across her face.

"We have to get you out of here, now," Dani whispers urgently, grabbing Y/N's arm and pulling her toward the window.

Y/N's mind racing, she quickly assesses the situation. They can't go back down the way she came, not with the girls likely to be heading straight for Dani's room. She spots the door to the hallway, but that's a risk too. The only option is to get out the window and find a new way down.

Without hesitation, Y/N turns and begins to make her way back out the window, her heart pounding in her chest. However, Y/N seems to miscalculate a step and falls with a gasp.

Y/N lands with a soft thud on the grass, the impact jarring her for a moment. Just as she regains herself, she hears the unmistakable creak of the back door swinging open. Before Y/N can even move herself off her back, she feels bright lights unmistakable to those of phone cameras and a foot pressed against her chest, pushing her down. "Stop! Don't fucking move!", The voice is of Sophia's and Y/N guesses the foot probably is too.

The rockstar raises her hands while her heart races as she stares up at Sophia, who looms over her with a fierce expression. The other girls, are gathered behind Sophia. As Yoonchae moves her camera light, Y/N's face come into view. The girls stop their actions, their faces a mix of confusion, anger, and shock

"What the hell are you doing here?" Sophia demands, her voice low and dangerous, making Y/N flinch. So, when her girlfriend said her members didn't like her, she wasn't lying. The other girls exchange glances, their eyes darting between Y/N and Dani, who stands frozen by the window, her face pale.

"I—uh—" Y/N stammers, trying to gather her thoughts. The weight of Sophia's foot on her chest feels like a physical manifestation of the pressure building in her chest. "I just came to drop off Dani's jacket," admitting the truth. Sophia narrows her eyes, clearly knowing its not the full truth.

Dani steps forward, her voice shaky but determined. "Sophia, wait! It's not what you think. Y/N was just—"

"Just what? Why were you with someone like her?" Sophia interrupts, her tone sharp. Ouch. Y/N didn't think the Filipino hated her thaaaaat much, but clearly she was proven wrong.

The Latina, still at the windowsill like Rapunzel, breaks her composure at Sophia's words. Dani's eyes flash with anger, and she leans out the window, her voice rising. "Because I like her, Sophia! Y/N makes me happy, and I thought you would understand that."

Sophia's expression hardens, her foot still pressing down on Y/N's chest. "You think I don't want you to be happy? This isn't about that. It's about the fact that you’re hiding things from us. You know how we feel about the Heartbreakers. They have a reputation, and you’re dating one of them!"

Y/N feels a mix of frustration and hurt at the accusation. "I’m not just some fling, Sophia. I care about Dani, and I would never do anything to hurt her or the group." Sophia presses harder into her chest as a warning to stop talking, making the guitarist groan.

"Just-! Take your foot off of her, Sophia! Let's talk in the living room like civilized people!" The dancer's words cause the leader to sigh, finally taking her foot off of Y/N. However, as she gets up as is led into the house, she can't help but think it'd be better if Sophia had just squashed her to death.

---

"Alright, let’s hear it," Sophia says, her tone clipped. "What’s going on between you two?" The Kats were arranged on the larger sofa and across the floor, while the couple was seated across from them on a smaller loveseat.

Dani takes a deep breath, her hand finding Y/N's and squeezing it tightly. "I didn’t want to keep this from you all. I really like Y/N, and we’ve been seeing each other for a while now."

Megan raises an eyebrow, her expression skeptical. "But why the secrecy? You know how we feel about the Heartbreakers. They have a reputation for being trouble."

Y/N feels a surge of frustration. "I’m not trouble. None of the guys are. I care about Dani, and I would never do anything to hurt her or the group. I came here tonight to return her jacket, not to cause drama."

Lara scoffs, crossing her arms tighter. "You expect us to believe that? You’re part of a band known for partying and reckless behavior. How do we know you’re not just using Dani?"

Dani’s grip on Y/N’s hand tightens, and she shoots Lara a glare. "That’s not fair! Y/N is not like that. She respects me and cares about me. She's not once made me feel uncomfortable, okay? I thought you all would understand."

Yoonchae, who has been quietly observing, finally speaks up. "Dani, we just want to protect you. We’ve seen how the media can twist things, and we don’t want you to get hurt."

Sophia nods, her expression serious. "Exactly. Y/N, what do you even know about Dani? How long have you been together? What do you like about her?"

Y/N swallows hard, feeling the pressure of their questions. "I know a lot about Dani. She’s passionate, talented, and has the biggest heart. We’ve been seeing each other for a few months now, and I like her for who she is, not just because she’s a dancer."

Megan leans forward, her curiosity piqued. "What do you do when you’re together? Do you go out? Do you keep it low-key?"

Y/N nods, trying to convey sincerity. "We keep it low-key most of the time. We go to small restaurants, watch movies, and just enjoy each other’s company.... We went to a restraunt tonight and the for a drive. I want to make her happy, not put her in the spotlight."

Lara narrows her eyes. "And what about your band? You know they have a reputation, right? How do we know you won’t drag Dani into that lifestyle?"

Y/N feels a mix of frustration and hurt at the accusation. "First of all, I’m not here to hurt Dani. I want to support her and be part of her life. I care about her deeply. Secondly, I'd appreciate if you all didn't think so negatively of my group. We're not a bunch of alcoholic assholes that fuck around and party." Dani squeezes Y/N's hand, half in a way to calm her down, and the other to reassure her.

he room falls silent for a moment, the tension palpable as the girls process Y/N's words. Sophia's expression remains skeptical, but there's a flicker of uncertainty in her eyes.

Megan leans back, crossing her arms as she studies Y/N. "Okay, but what about the rumors? You know how the media can twist things. There are stories about your band that make it sound like you guys are just a bunch of party animals."

Y/N takes a deep breath, trying to remain calm. "I get that. But those stories are exaggerated. Sure, we have fun, but we’re also serious about our music. We work hard, and we care about each other. Just like you all do here."

Lara raises an eyebrow, her skepticism still evident. "But what about the late-night escapades? The wild parties? How do we know you’re not just putting on a front?"

Dani interjects, her voice firm. "You all know me. I wouldn’t be with someone who didn’t treat me right. Y/N has never made me feel uncomfortable or pressured. She respects me and my boundaries." The girls soften. It was known that Daniela had had previous relationships, all with douchebags. If Dani was supporting Y/N in this aspect, they could accept it.

Ever the doubtful one, Lara speaks up. "But what if things change? What if the fame gets to her head? We’ve seen it happen before."

Y/N nods, understanding their concerns. "I can’t promise that everything will be perfect, but I can promise that I’ll always communicate with Dani. If things ever feel off, we’ll talk about it. We've done it before and we'll do it again like every couple does. I want to build something real with her."

Sophia studies Y/N for a long moment, before sighing softly. Her face is more accepting and has a tinge of friendliness. "Okay, but you have to understand that we’re protective of Dani. We don’t want to see her hurt."

Megan nods in agreement. "Yeah, we just want to make sure she’s safe and happy. It’s not that we don’t trust you, but we need to see that you’re genuine."

Y/N meets their gazes, nodding her head in affirmation. "I get it. I want to prove to you all that I’m not just some fling. I care about Dani deeply, and I want to be a part of her life, and yours too."

Lara uncrosses her arms, her expression softening. "Alright, but you need to understand that we’ll be watching you. If you mess with Dani, we won’t hesitate to step in."

Dani smiles at Y/N, her eyes shining with gratitude. "Thank you, everyone. I’m sorry for keeping this from you. I just wanted to protect what we have."

Yoonchae, sensing the shift in the atmosphere, adds, "And if you ever need help navigating this, we’ve got your back. We’re a team, and we want to support you both." sending a smile at the pair. It seemed the couple already had their first shipper. "Just be honest with us from now on. We want to support you both, but we need to know we can trust you."

Y/N nods, feeling a wave of relief wash over her. "I promise, I won’t let you down."

The girls exchange glances and nod at one another. The conversation drifts to more comical topics. As it continues, the girls begin to relax, sharing stories and laughter. Y/N feels a sense of belonging wash over her, grateful for the chance to prove herself.

"Now that we’ve cleared the air," Manon says, breaking the silence, "how about we all watch a movie together?"

Yoonchae nods enthusiastically, her camera still in hand. "And I can document this moment! The first official hangout with Y/N!"

Lara rolls her eyes but can’t help the small smile that creeps onto her face. "Fine, but if she tries anything funny, I’m kicking her out."

Y/N chuckles, feeling a sense of belonging wash over her. "I promise, I’m just here for the popcorn and the company."

As the movie starts, Y/N glances at Dani, who smiles back at her, a warmth spreading through her chest. They cuddle and mid-way through Dani lays her head on Y/N's shoulder and Y/N without another word wraps an arms round Dani's shoulders. The two feel content, finally. Nothing to interrupt them.

"... Take your fucking hands off of her."

"SORRY, SORRY, SORR-

"SOPHIA, STOP CHOKING HER-!"

----

Chat I just finished my finals and I'm preparing for my technical interview. I should be working on this, but Dani's more important help

[lara4eclipze]

Hiiiii Can I please request Dani PDA when she is around the other girls! Like I know Dani would lowkey baby Yn since Yn is more masc. and although Yn would whine about out she loves it.

》 Y/N and Dani Being Clingy!

sypnosis 》 dani just can't get enough of babying you

beware 》 fluff , swearing , clingy!dani , masc!reader , PDA

talks 》 hi , i know ive been sooo inactive recently but fear no more cause im having my writing comeback!! hopefully a new fic every two days , caution !! this is a scene by scene thingy

taglist (open): @nyssalvr @ohmyhaely @vrtualstar @jellaaa @c-yerim @nakylvr @chuugetmesohigh

daniela was never the one to show public displays of affection, she wasn't that clingy, to her members or family — yet with you she changed, her hands were always stuck to yours and you both were practically glued to each other's hips

"calm down we're not gonna steal her" lara jokes as she notices how tightly dani grasped your forearm

you chuckle , looking down at your arm noticing how her nails were about to dig in to your skin

"no seriously she is not going anywhere" lara follows

♡

another example is when you attend their practices, after every dance daniela would run up to you and hug you

yes she was drenched in sweat but she smelt amazing , she looked amazing even

"was that good?" sophia asks you as you stop recording the practice — "perfect!" you replied earning you an adoring smile from your girlfriend

♡

you came home later than usual, late enough that you open the bedroom door to daniela asleep wearing your t-shirt, her eyes soon flutter open, and her features immediately turned into a relived one

"where have you been! , i was worried sick — next time tell me when you're getting home late" dani exclaims as she flailing her hands around

"i know I'm sorry" you frown at her , she runs up to you and hug you closely — her lips on yours , even though she was shorter she overpowered you her hands all over your back as if trying to not let you go or float away

"dont worry me like that again okay?" she pulls away and says her eyes turning into a window in to her soul , she looked vulnerable and worried

you nod just cherishing the warmth she brung into your life

"your such a baby" daniela then teases ruffling your short hair, her hands pulling you closer by the collar of your shirt

"am not!" you defend giggling along with her

"my handsome and pretty baby" she mutters

[modanisgf]

— LIKE THAT , DANIELA AVANZINI

“BABY EVERY NIGHT, YOU’VE BEEN ON MY MIND.”

☆ SYNOPSIS : y/n is preparing for the big arts festival that determines everything. a few students are selected from each school in the district every year for it, a sixty thousand dollar scholarship on the line. what happens when she's partnered up with daniela? the girl she's had a crush on since the beginning of highschool.

☆ PAIRING(S) : student!daniela x fem!reader

☆ TAGS : wlw, highschool au, daniela and reader are art nerds.., "she fell first, but she fell harder" trope, fluff, angst, kind of strangers to lovers

☆ FEATURING : katseye, keeho of p1harmony, jungwon of enhypen, seunghan of riize, hanni of newjeans, lily of nmixx, juyeon of the boyz

☆ WARNINGS : cursing, suggestive jokes, kys/kms jokes, more to be added.

☆ PROFILES : keshi lovers! , katz meal

001 — y/n d1 crashout

002 — i ❤️ fromis_9

003 — WHAT THE HELL 🔥🔥

004 — reconnecting w/ nature

005 — LILY ??

TAGLIST (OPEN) — @saysirhc @sixflame438 @maevebabyy @yeetaberry127 @lararajjj @artrizzler19 @mymelodyfanatic @amourjins @xochitlisbest @sserajeans @jade-jini @angelixstorm @grahstumhurts @c-yerim @tswisal1 @peranoo

[florescita]

[lascvitae]

₊˚｡⋆❆⋆｡˚₊ IN MY HEAD

(❄️) — daniela avanzini x fem!reader

synopsis. ‎⸝⸝⸝ you didn’t realize how detrimental the saying ‘with fame comes great responsibility’ until you realized on christmas eve that your girlfriend stopped considering you a priority.

pairing. ‎⸝⸝⸝ daniela avancini x gf!reader

genre. ‎⸝⸝⸝ angst, fluff if you squint, actually nvm this is just very angsty

warnings. ‎⸝⸝⸝ established relationship, daniela kinda doesn’t care about reader’s feelings, reader just misses her girlfriend sm she feels like she’s lost her but she doesn’t wanna give up

word count ‎⸝⸝⸝ 1.3k

a/n: i wanted to write smth for christmas ���😞

it was the most wonderful time of the year.

for everyone else, at least. you had the ‘wonderful opportunity’ of working at your parent’s business while they traveled out of the country. they were truly in love, those two.

obviously, you agreed to watch the store. they wouldn’t be open on christmas day but they needed someone to monitor for the few hours they would be open on christmas eve.

so here you were, playing with the snow globes on the shelves of the retail business.

you hadn’t decorated for christmas yet. you were saving it so that you could do it with daniela — you had all sorts of ornaments and cute decorations that you couldn’t wait to show her.

but whether you admit it or not, the lack of decor really got to your mind. christmas was your favorite holiday, and your neighbors claimed that they could never tell if you were home or not — or they would have invited you to have christmas dinner with them earlier.

you didn’t want to decorate anyway, is what you would tell daniela when she told you that she didn’t have time.

but on the bright side, she had promised that she would come home to celebrate the holiday with you. it would be your second christmas together, but you had a strong feeling that nothing could ever top the first.

you two had visited her hometown and you had the opportunity to meet the two people that had shaped your girlfriend into who she is now.

they accepted your relationship with open arms, treating you as if you were their own. they were the exact opposite of your own parents.

this was around the time dream academy had finished airing, && the world already knew katseye’s lineup — and the love of your life had achieved her biggest dreams yet.

while you two made gingerbread cookies, daniela told you all about her time at dream academy. the way her eyes lit up as she decorated the cookies, the carefree tone in her voice and the way her contagious smile only made you feel like you were on cloud nine.

you were completely & utterly in love with her.

you had the honor of seeing her dance during high school and as you two cuddled up to each other with hot chocolate, you had the privilege of witnessing it through dream academy. her commentary only made the moment ten times better.

you had felt so much love & admiration for the girl — she was born to be a star.

she was your star. the way she held you close in her arms told you everything that you had needed to hear. no matter what she got you for christmas, the gift of her company was all you asked santa for.

smiling as you recalled the memories of simpler times, here you were, completely drained as you closed up your parent’s business on christmas eve. you checked your phone, seeing multiple invitations from your close relatives, as well as some distant ones, but the one contact you yearned for the most never appeared.

you clicked on the messages, only to be met with the main reasoning behind your loss of energy & lack of motivation.

you tried your hardest to understand. to put yourself in daniela’s shoes.

katseye’s popularity was increasing more and more every moment. their mama performance was phenomenal — and you made sure to text your girlfriend so she knew how proud & awestruck you were. the energy didn’t seem to be reciprocated once she texted you the next morning.

you were tired last night too, is what you would tell daniela when she said that she hadn’t seen your reply.

even if you saw that she was active on instagram.

you would wait. no, you are waiting for her, heartbeat matching the swift tapping of your thumbs as if it was a routine.

hey, dani <3 i’m otw home rn, i can’t wait to see u!!!

your expression betrayed the excitement of the message completely as you stepped into the uber, frowning at the sight of the christmas decorations.

you felt like the grinch. everyone was in the christmas spirit, and it just couldn’t seem to find you.

you were surprised that he even came on christmas eve, so you sucked it up and fixed your face. until le sserafim’s holiday remix of ‘perfect night’ had begun to play through the car’s stereo speakers.

you didn’t hate the song at all. but the correlation to katseye left a sour taste in your mouth, burning your heart as if lemon juice had been poured onto the scars of it.

your uber driver must have been embarrassed because he skipped the song and played snowman by sia instead. you couldn’t decide if that was better or worse.

finally, after what felt like ages, the not-so-soothing car ride had finally come to an end. after the driver kindly wished you a merry christmas & happy new year, you struggled to get your key into the doorknob correctly. this little action only fueled your growing frustration.

after carelessly tossing your bag onto the couch, you wandered into the kitchen. when dani wasn’t around to soothe your distress with cuddles and kisses, you baked to your favorite songs & danced your troubles away.

without thinking, you put your playlist on shuffle and fixated all of your attention making your cookie dough.

with some properly needed karaoke and choreography to your favorite song, you formed the cookies on the baking pan with a smile. perhaps you could salvage this christmas after all. you tasted the batter to see if it was right.

your vision had begun to blur as katseye’s most recent song, touch, played through your bluetooth speaker.

you were singing along happily. why wouldn’t you be? this is your girlfriend’s song, is what you told yourself when you didn’t want to face the reality of why your heart was breaking.

you tasted something salty on your lips, and it wasn’t the cookie dough. you were crying — desperately wiping at your face so no tears would fall into the baking mixture. the song had felt so personal now.

you would hate for daniela to eat salty cookies, is what you told yourself as you clinged onto last year’s memories.

you hurriedly skipped the song — similar to the uber driver.

you were two different souls. though you weren’t feeling the christmas spirit like he was, you were two strangers experiencing the same feeling of embarrassment.

just like how you and daniela were now two strangers experiencing the same feeling of falling out of love.

she was just better at hiding it than you were.

the next song that played was needy by ariana grande. had spotify been playing with you now?

you reached out for your phone again, fingers trembling as you saw a notification from the person you were currently falling apart over.

my love 💖

hii y/n

my love 💖

i actually won’t be able to make it until after new years ): i’m really really sorry

my love 💖

i love u so much, baby. call me tomorrow

my love 💖

ur gift is in my bottom drawer

your heart broke into a million pieces. you didn’t even want to bake the cookies anymore. you didn’t even want to celebrate christmas. you didn’t even want to open her christmas present. it wasn’t what you wanted.

you wanted to go back to 2023, to last christmas when you and daniela were recording yourselves making snowmen in her parent’s front yard.

you wanted to go back to 2023, to last christmas when daniela spent the first 12 days of december proving herself to you.

you wanted to go back to 2023, to last christmas when you were safe in daniela’s arms after telling her how your parent’s didn’t even bother to celebrate christmas with you.

still, you responded as you usually do. it’s okay, i understand, is what you would say when you never truly did.

you felt like you weren’t asking for much. you were just a person who missed her person.

you had missed her so much that you hadn’t even realized you were full on sobbing now. everything had hit you at once. frustration, loneliness, anger, desperation, sadness, and guilt. you felt guilty for trapping her in this relationship with you. sadness because you had the worst day ever. desperation because you hadn’t seen your girlfriend in months. anger because you felt like she had abandoned you. loneliness because you only saw the love of your life through a screen. frustration because you just couldn’t figure it out. were you not enough for daniela?

yet another part of you felt like you were too good to her.

but there was always new year’s, right?

and that was the cycle of you and daniela’s relationship.

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Hii can I request Sophia x reader academic rivals? 🥺 u can do whatever u want w the plot pretty much please and thank u so much <3 :)

༊*·˚ ACADEMIC RIVALS LOVERS?

𝓢ophia 𝓛aforteza x 𝓖n!reader. (no pronouns used). 𝓖enre. fluff, angst if you squint 𝓢ypnosis. our two favourite academic rivals have a lil fight, but the situation turns bad, and people realize their feelings. 𝓦𝓒 . 824 𝓒𝓦 . mentions of being hospitalised (sophia), a little angsty!

𝓝ote! this is a little messy since I wrote it during one of my breaks, but please lmk if you want like a part two cuz I really liked this plot!

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This is purely fiction and is not meant to interpret how the idols act in real life!

,, not proofread + english is not my first language ! ೃ⁀➷

At this point it didn’t even matter if you were better than everyone, you just had to be better than her. It started off very simple, both of you wanted to be better than everyone, academically that is. Eagerly waiting to get tests back and see who got a higher score, a smug grin on one's face when they got a better result than the other. No harm in that right? Wrong, that’s what started all of this.

Sophia walked towards me with her head held high, her uniform as neat as ever and her hair styled in a way making her look almost angelic. Wait, what? “What were your results?” She said, slamming her paper on top of my desk, I shook out of my daydreaming to answer her. “96.” I said while looking down in my maths book, trying to solve an equation but still focusing on what she would respond. She looks away and a teasing smirk spreads on her lips, and moves the finger that covered her results, 97. “Guess I’m just better than you huh?” She said proudly, staring down at me “Just because you got one point more than me doesn’t mean you’re better than me.” I said, pouting a little at her accusation.

Lately I’ve been feeling kind of… weird? Even if Sophia gets a higher score than me, I can’t find it in me to give a fuck. “Well, you’ve been slacking off a lot lately, I’ve gotten higher scores than you on the last four tests. So, I think that makes it obvious who's smarter!” Sophia states like it was the most obvious answer to what I said. Staring at her for a moment, I reply. “I've been busy okay, not everyone has that much free time to spend on studying, and you're talented in general, no wonder you get high scores” She looks shocked at my statement, then she smirks a little, “Did you just admit that I'm smart?” She looked proud in some way or another, “Not what I meant Sophia, but whatever floats your boat.” I grab my things from the desk and walk outside the classroom to my locker, a little frustrated at the whole situation. I did miss her response,

“I study that much so you won't think I'm stupid.”

A week goes by, no Sophia in sight. She missed two assignments, she's usually here every day. Even if she's sick, which I don't get why she does, but still. Did something happen to her? Was it something I did?

“You've been zoning out for the past like, three periods, what is going on with you today?” Lara, my best friend asks. “Do you know where Sophia is?” I ask, not really thinking before I ask. “Why do you want to know, don't you guys like, hate each other?” She looks at me with a very questionable look, suspecting something I cannot grasp, “Yes? No? I don't know Lara, but do you know where she is?” I say, a little confused and concerned. She looks at me with sad eyes before replying, “Y/N, Sophia got really sick out of nowhere, I heard she's at the hospital.” My eyes blew wide at the shocking news, why didn't she tell me? No, why would she do that? We're not even friends.

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Am I really doing this? I think to myself as I open the hospital doors and stumble up to the kind-looking man in the lobby. I strike up a casual conversation with him as he guides me to a room, I thank him quickly before he scurries away.

There in the little window on the door I see her, Sophia's sitting down on the bed. Her hair is a mess and her clothes look ridiculous, it looks like she hasn't slept for a few days too. I gently open the door and her gaze falls upon me, it's easier to see her face now. She looks tired, really tired. “Hey…” I say, she looks away from me and cuddles up in her sitting position. “What are you doing here?” she tries to sound annoyed, but it just comes out in a tired huff. “I heard what happened, I… was worried about you. I brought some notes from the classes you missed.” She looks shocked at my confession, she relaxes her posture and her gaze becomes soft. “Thank you… I really appreciate it.” She smiles a little as she grabs the papers I handed her, our hands touching softly.

I look at her, really look at her. For the first time actually having time to admire how pretty she looks, how perfect her flaws are. “I just came to give you that… so if you don't need anything else, I'll go.” I turn around to walk away, grabbing the door knob and turning it around, “Wait! Will you… please stay with me a little longer, I need it.

I need you.”

this is so messy I'm sorrrrryyyy!! I wanted to post something today at least :((

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Katseye as the Winx Club for Halloween 10.29.24

📸: Julian Buchan

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Ballroom Bliss

Summary: Daniela teaches her favorite member of Katseye to ballroom dance. As the lesson unfolds, what begins as a playful experience quickly spirals into a whirlwind of emotions, with the two becoming increasingly aware of the tension simmering between them.

Warnings: Y/N is a loser.

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Y/N had no idea how she had gotten into this position. In the middle of the empty practice room, the setting sun placing a golden hue through the windows, with a gorgeous Latina that she'd been crushing on for a year now guiding her through the steps of ballroom dance.

"Y/N?"

"Mhm?" Y/N looks up, her eyes meeting Daniela's hazel ones, breaking her out of her trance. The dancer simply giggles, a sound that makes the main rapper gulp.

"Are you gonna put your hands on me?" The question makes Y/N's mind go blank, something the Latina can tell from her dumfounded expression.

Daniela rolls her eyes, retracting her hands from Y/N's shoulders and grabbing the girl's hands, placing them on her waist. Y/N in that moment knew that if she were to die right now, she would have died a happy death. "There. Much better." Y/N's heart palpitated at un ungodly rate as she felt the warmth of Daniela's body beneath her palms.

"Okay, let’s try this again," Daniela said, her voice smooth and encouraging. "Just follow my lead." Y/N nodded, her throat too dry to respond back verbally. She could feel the heat rising to her cheeks, and she hoped the dim light would mask her embarrassment. As they began to move, Y/N tried to concentrate on the rhythm of the music playing softly in the background, but all she could think about was how close they were. In front of her, Daniela moved with ease, the golden hue from the sunlight pasting a golden hour effect on her. She was practically glowing.

"Good! Just like that," Daniela praised, her smile brightening the room. "You’re a natural." The rapper was shaken out of her thoughts from her dance partner's voice. Her legs had practically learned muscle memory by now, moving on their own accord.

"Thanks," Y/N managed to reply, her voice barely above a whisper. She was acutely aware of every little movement, every brush of their bodies as they swayed together. The way Dani’s hair caught the light, the way her laughter filled the air—it was all too much.

"Now, let’s add a little spin," Dani instructed, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "On three, we’ll turn. One, two, three!" As they spun, Y/N miscalculated her footing. Her foot caught on the edge of Daniela's foot, and in an instant, the world seemed to tilt for the main dancer. Daniela gasped, her eyes widening in surprise as she began to lose her balance.

Time seemed to slow down for Y/N as she instinctively reached out, her hands grasping Dani's waist tightly. She pulled her back just in time, their bodies colliding in a way that sent a jolt of electricity through Y/N. Daniela's breath hitched as she was saved, suddenly pressed against the rapper.

Y/N held Daniela close, their faces mere inches apart. The moment felt suspended in time, the golden light wrapping around them like a warm embrace. Y/N could make out the speckles of green and brown in Dani's eyes, the outlines of her lips, and each and every freckle. Dani herself could see everything about Y/N. The constellation of small moles over her cheek and nose, the reddish hue always present on her nose and ears when they were near, and crinkle of Y/N's eyes.

The moment was broken as Daniela's laughter rang out, a melodic sound that filled the room. Y/N's favorite sound.

Y/N's heart raced, not just from the dance but from the closeness of their bodies. She replied, her voice shaky. "I didn’t mean to trip you. I swear I’m usually better at this."

"Hey, it happens to the best of us," Daniela reassured her, stepping back slightly but still keeping Y/N's hands in hers. "The important thing is that you caught me. That shows you’ve got good instincts."

Y/N felt a rush of pride at Daniela's words, but it was quickly overshadowed by the heat of the moment. "Thanks," she said, her cheeks flushing again. "I just... I didn’t want you to fall."

Daniela tilted her head, a playful smile dancing on her lips. "You’re sweet, Y/N. But you know, if you keep holding me like this, I might just get used to it."

Y/N's breath hitched at the implication, and she felt her heart skip a beat. "I—uh, I mean, I wouldn’t mind," she stammered, her mind racing with possibilities.

"Good," Daniela said, her voice low and teasing. "Then let’s try that spin again, but this time, I’ll lead."

Y/N nodded, her heart pounding in her chest as they resumed their positions. With Daniela guiding her, she felt a newfound confidence. As they began to move again, Y/N focused on the rhythm, the music, and the warmth of Daniela's body against hers.

As the music faded, they slowed their movements, coming to a gentle stop. The moment felt electric, and Y/N couldn't help but voice her gratitude. "Thanks for being such a great teacher...," Y/N said, her voice soft and awkward. "...I really enjoyed this."

Daniela stepped closer, her expression warm and sincere. "I had a blast too." Just then, Daniela leaned in, pressing a soft kiss on Y/N's cheek. The warmth of her lips lingered, sending a rush of warmth through Y/N’s entire body. "That's for saving me today. See you around, Y/N," Daniela said, her voice light and teasing as she pulled back, a playful smile on her lips.

Y/N stood there, frozen for a moment, her heart racing as she watched Daniela walk away. The kiss felt like a spark igniting something deep within her, and she couldn’t help but touch her cheek where Daniela had kissed her, a smile spreading across her face.

As the door clicked shut behind Daniela, Y/N was left alone in the practice room, the golden light now fading into twilight. Her mind raced with thoughts, replaying the moments they had shared—the laughter, the closeness, the kiss.

With a contented sigh, Y/N leaned against the wall, a smile still on her lips as she replayed the dance in her mind, already looking forward to the next time they would be together.

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HEY!!!! I PASSED MY INTERVIEW!!!! Anyways. Should I make a part 2? Kind don't know what to do for it. I could totes do another member too. Anyways, love you all!