#lalisa imagine

[ourdadai]

୨୧ lisa ( blackpink ) lockscreens.

[hyun0o]

Hi author. I want to request for blackpink imagine can you do for ot4, where y/n is really clingy with all of them and they treats y/n like a baby and rosé loves to carry y/n around. They would always do everything for y/n. Thank you love your stories.

Cutie

[Blackpink x 5th mem. Fem!Reader][FLUFF]

I'm so sorry anon, I didn't realize this req was 2 months agoo (—=—') pls forgive me °///°

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Scenario 1 🎮

"Unnie no fair you cheated!" You whined when you lost to Jisoo in mario cart. Both of you sitting on the comfy couch in your vacation hotel after a large and successful comeback, while your other members were in the kitchen, preparing the dinner for tonight, well except for Lisa who was failing her tasks miserably. "Yah, what do you mean I cheated, just admit it you lost boo" Your unnie teased, your puffed cheeks turning slightly red from embarrassment. Maybe it was your own fault for challenging the queen of games. "I can't believe I lost to an oldie" You earned an annoyed call from Jisoo, soon she nagged you on how to play the game properly, taking power ups, stop ramming into the sides, and what not. You stuck your tongue out at her while she talked and when she saw your little shenanigans, you booked it knowing she'll poke your sides.

Running into the kitchen, your unnies saw you as you frantically hid behind them. Hoping for you to get protected by them, but of course it's not going to work. "Y/n-ah!!" Jisoo ran to you in a flash, but you wont lose to her again, the other girls watched as the oldest and youngest chased each other around the whole hotel. It basically lasted for 4 mins until Jennie finally called you two to stop. As you enter the kitchen again for the 4th time from the chase, Jennie glared at you with her cat like eyes, making you immediately stop dead in your tracks. "U-unnie..." You stammered with your words getting scared, 'Did I piss her off too? ' You thought as you gave her your infamous puppy dog eyes for some mercy. Jennies eyes furrowed as she stared at you, trying not to break but come on, you looked far way too cute to get angry at.

She sighed and pinched your cheeks, her tall walls breaking in attempt to lecture you "You're going to get hurt if you continue baby, come on and eat" She whispered with loving eyes, you loved your Unnie so much, you loved all of them. But of course you're not always going to say that just to tease them,as a maknae your job is to be mischievous to them. You hear a scream from Jisoo from behind and immediately your flight or fight mode went off, you chose flight. Hugging Jennie to her neck you hid in the crook of her neck to get protected. "Nini!!" You screamed in fear, really not wanting to get tickled. Jisoo bursted out laughing, were you really that scared? Jennie glared at her as well, making her shut her mouth. "We were just playing Jen..." Walking closer to you and soon she unsurprisingly poked your sides, you jumped and whined. "Come on you're over reacting silly, stop clinging onto Jendkkie" You looked at her and just for funs and giggles you stuck your tongue out to just annoy her again. "Yah! You little-" Jennie playfully hit her head to stop and just let it go, earning a pout from the oldest.

"Girls, food is ready!" Chaeyoung called, walking towards you three while Lisa prepared the dishes to the plates. She stopped in her tracks when she saw the funny scene. "What are you guys doing" Laughing, she looked at you pushed your hair to the side so your forehead can breathe. "Jisoo-unnie is so mean!" You pouted back at your oldest member, making her pull a jokingly annoyed face. Before she could even defend herself, Chaeyoung immediately went to your side and pampered you. "Yah this is why she's so spoiled" Jisoo crossed her arms with furrowed eyebrows, you giggle and finally wanted to stop teasing your unnie. Letting go of Jennie you soon hugged Jisoo and apologized for teasing her, even if you two always teased each other, you still loved her. Soon Chaeyoung and Jennie joined in the hug while Jisoo apologized as well. The warm embrace making you all feel at home.

"Hey I also want to join!" Cutie Lisa hugged last making you all chuckle.

Scenario 2 🎥

A sunny afternoon was the perfect setting to go out to the mall, shopping for some groceries and whatever items your hearts desired. For you, it was basically hell. Your heels were killing your damn feet while you're sweating inside of your multi layered outfit, only now regretting your choices, you curse your past naive self. While you suffered from your poor choices, the worst part is it was as if you were invisible to your other members, completely forgetting about you ever since the outing started. Chaeyoung and Lisa were bickering in what to buy for tonight, including board games, food, and other necessities. While Lisa was recording your fun little outing for a vlog. "Come on please, play with me tonight this seems like a fun game" The blonde girl raised the board game up for the camera to see, Lisa can't help but just say yes. And then going back to the camera to shake her head and whisper playful no's. "Yah I heard that" She threw the board game in the basket, finally noticing your tired state, droplets of sweat twinkled on your forehead with your shaking feet not being able to support yourself properly.

"You okay bub? You don't look too good" You wanted to burst out right then and there, finally she noticed you. They were basically ignoring you for the past evening full of walking around and buying things. Rather than anger you start to tear up, making Chaeyoung panic. "Everything sucks" You sniffed, maybe you were over reacting? Maybe you're too sensitive? Maybe it's not even a big deal. You tried hard to reason with yourself, but no matter how much you invalidated your own feelings; nothing worked to calm your nerves down. In fact it made it all worse. "W-what wrong? Does your feet hurt? Here let me help you" You didn't reply, heart still filled with emotions, as Lisa turned the camera off, she finally noticed you two from behind, also spotting the tears on your face while Chaeyoung was taking your heels off. "Y/nnie what's wrong? Did Rosie bully you?" She wiped your tears with her sleeves, guilt emerging in your chest, it wasn't really their fault, yet you were still hurt. "You're probably the one who made her cry idiot" She replied with an annoyed tone making you shiver, Chaeyoung isn't the type to get frustrated at people.

"Here bub, climb on my back. I can carry you back to the van" Your tears swelled up again, you didn't deserve this just after throwing a stupid tantrum. "Listen to Chae, Ynnie, I'll carry your jacket, you're sweating beads" With that you went on Chaeyoungs back while hiding your face on her shoulder, tears still flowing while sniffling. The two older girls can't help but feel guilty, were they the reason you're crying? "Ynnie... Did we do something wrong? Please tell us so we can apologize properly" Lisa looked at you with worry in her eyes, hoping that you'd answer. You whisper something only you can understand on Chaeyoungs shoulder, although it was audible, they couldn't really understand your muffled words.

"Say it again bub what is it?"

"You two ignored me... Ever since this outing started, then my shoes started to get uncomfy to the point it really hurt my feet. And then I got to suffer the consequences of my own choice of clothing, today sucks..." They thought back to this morning where you all got to the mall, you were right. They did ignore you but not on purpose. It's when they always get interrupted to reply to you or when they just shrugged you off. Lisa even remembered that you mentioned how you feet started to get hurt but before she could acknowledge your comment, she got distracted by an item in the store. They both felt horrible, you didn't deserve such treatment. "We're sorry bub... We didn't realize it till now, we promise we'll make it up to you" Chaeyoung hung her head low, as with Lisa, "We promise it won't happen again." You feel content, that's all you wanted to hear from them, a sorry and some assurance where they'd make it up to you. Looking to your side, you were met with Lisa with furrowed eyebrows, guilt evident on her face. "Promise?" You held your pinky up, Lisa smiled brightly and took your pinky with hers, intertwining it.

"We promise" Kissing your forehead, the heavy weights in your chest finally lifting as you hugged Chaeyoung by her neck with a content smile on your face.

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Huhu I love the thought of yn getting pampered by their Unnies, this is probably why most of my biases are maknaes lol. I hope you guys enjoyedd <3

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[alcoholfreenayeon]

it’s girlfriend’s day today, author! how about a hc for my girlfriend lalisa? (have you watched rockstar special stage?)

Lisa Girlfriend HCs

A/N: Happy girlfriend day anon, I hope you like the HCs and yes I have seen the special stage!

SFW HCs

You met her when she ended up coming to the same gym as you. It was supposed to be only for a few weeks since her usual one was being renovated but you caught her eye and she decided to stay solely for you.

Lisa absolutely loves to spoil you, buying you gifts, taking you out for dinner, shopping sprees, you name it.

She’s really cuddly and giggly when it’s cold and she gets in the blanket with you, stealing away your warmth.

Always has a happy vibe around her, it’s difficult to not smile when she’s present.

Going on vacations to places with beaches are her favorite. It reminds her of home. She enjoys being by the sea alot especially when you are by her side.

She rarely gets upset but when she does, she becomes quiet and bottles herself up.

Her favorite spot to kiss you is your cheek. She’ll often give you pecks there.

Lisa likes to rest on top of you, especially when she’s feeling tired or emotional, she’ll plop herself on you, feeling safe in your arms.

She makes you try out a lot of new things and you both often get competitive but you almost always end up winning against her somehow. She never takes it to heart though and keeps trying.

Jisoo was the first to find out about Lisa and you when you showed up at the dorm to meet her but only Jisoo was home. You both had a nice chat and Lisa was terrified when she saw you there, hoping Jisoo approved of you and that she wouldn’t get told off.

NFSW HCs

She can either be quite controlling and dominant or she’ll be giggly and submissive. There’s no in between with her.

Leaving hickeys on your thighs is a must for her.

Whenever she’s on top, she likes to pin your hands on either side of your head so you are completely helpless against her.

Absolute god at oral, she had you panting for minutes after she was done, you couldn’t believe how hard she made you cum.

She becomes quite aggressive and dominant when you go down on her, squeezing your head between her legs, not letting go until you make her cum a few times atleast.

She has a bit of a praise kink.

She’s more than ready to…be of service to you in public.

She even made you cum in the car once. It was really embarrassing for you and you couldn’t look at the chauffeur in the eye after that.

Cruises with her are steamy. Both of you know what’s going to happen and everything you both end up doing has an added sexual tension.

She likes it when you leave hickeys on her neck.

[yujinslovr]

Idk if you write multiple idols x reader but if you do… I really liked that Gp Jennie non con one shot and I was wondering if you could write something like the reader attempting to get away from Jennie and runs into the other girls and she thinks they’re going to help her but they’re actually just like Jennie

a/n: not proofread at all so pls ignore all the mistakes!!! also 2k wrds😨😨😨

CW: gp!lisa, gp!jennie, noncon, dubcon, creampie, degrading, exhibitionism, humiliation, oral (lmk if theres anything else)

the whole month after what jennie had done to you was spent with you locked up in her house. locked up in her house and forced to obey her and do whatever she asked of you. after the initial shock, you learned that it was just easier to give into her, give her what she wants. no matter how much you resisted, she’d take what she wanted anyways. she didn't care for you, that's what you’d learned from the month spent with jennie. you were nothing more than a toy for her to dump her cum into in jennie's eyes. 

over the month you spent in captivity, you started to comply with what she was doing. It was incredibly humiliating and irritating to hear her degrading words of ‘i knew you wouldn't be able to resist for long.’ or ‘sluts like you were made to be used, finally you're realizing it.’ you wanted so badly to punch her in the face when you heard this. It was so humiliating. alas, you had to put up with it if you wanted your plan to work. 

the plan that you had devised was an escape plan, you were going to slowly gain her trust. enough so that she’d unlock the door of the room she had you stay in. the room was sound proof and void of any windows. you had no way of telling how much time had passed with you locked in that room. frankly it scared you. when you finally started complying, she had allowed you to know the date and that was how you now knew that a month had passed. 

you needed to leave this place, you needed to somehow get out of the kim mansion. jennie brought you here, instead of keeping you at your apartment. you had been to the kim mansion before, but it had been too big for you to navigate through without jennie. you were now allowed out of your room, but you for some reason couldn't find the front door, all the doors you opened just led you to another bedroom. you decided to map out the mansion, you would walk around the mansion daily just looking around. 

you continuously did this daily till you reached what you knew was the front door. this was the door you entered through the first time jennie showed you her family home. jennie had told you before that she had eyes everywhere, but you just assumed she was talking about her workers. for some weird reason, the thought of cameras never crossed your mind. 

you were standing in the kitchen, clad in nothing but your undergarments. jennie had not allowed you to even wear clothes initially, saying that there was no use since she'd take it off anyways. after a lot of begging, she allowed you to wear your undergarments, but even your panties were open crotch. it was honestly so humiliating to you, the workers in the house were constantly staring and talking about you. It made you want to stay in that small dark room forever, but you needed to do this. for your freedom.

you stood at the island of the kitchen, bringing the sandwich you had made up to your mouth for a bite when your upper body was suddenly pushed down against the island. after bending you over, jennie wasted no time in getting you ready, immediately stuffing you full of her. you couldn't help the hiss that left your mouth at the feeling of her entering you without prepping you first. It burned, but you had gotten used to it, she wouldn't even wait for you to get wet, she didn't care that it hurt you. she only cared for her own pleasure. she didn't give you any time to adjust to her, immediately starting to thrust into you at a fast pace. 

you wanted to cry at how humiliating this was, one of the maids was right there. staring straight at you, disgust in her eyes, disgusted at how much of a whore you were. “j-jennie, th-there’s people h-here.” you stuttered out in a small voice, lowering your head to the counter so you wouldn't have to see the multiple people watching. 

“I know, i told them to watch.” jennie said with a chuckle. 

she grabbed a handful of your hair and forced your head up, the way she held your head up was so incredibly uncomfortable. she forced you to stare at the people who watched her violate you. tears formed in the corners of your eyes, the humiliating feeling eating you up. 

“fuck baby, you feel so fucking good. no matter how many times i fuck this slutty little hole of yours you still stay so tight.” jennie groaned out, tightening her grip in your hair and smacking your ass. 

her dirty words brought the tears out, you were so embarrassed, she was saying this in front of so many people. you had never felt more violated. after getting herself off, jennie walked off, not bothering to get you off, nor to clean you up. she just left you there, bent over the island, her cum flowing out you and down your legs. 

right now, this chance would never arrive again. this was your only chance to escape. jennie was out of the city for two weeks for her business, giving you a week to rest and a week to think of an escape. you had searched all the rooms and the most you found was a long shirt, which you deemed enough of a covering. 

you held onto the shirt and once you reached the front door you put it on. maybe if you weren’t overcome with excitement for finally escaping, you would’ve questioned why the front door was void of security. but the adrenaline rushing through you didn't allow you time to question anything. Instead you pushed open the door and ran as fast as your legs allowed you. 

you ran and ran, until you bumped into someone, falling to the ground after crashing into their chest. “hey, are you okay?” the slightly deep yet feminine voice filling your ears, 

you quickly stood up and pulled your shirt down, careful not to show anything. “can you please help me? i-i-i got kidnapped and raped. please help me!” you slightly exclaimed in between pants, the running barefoot finally catching up with you. 

the taller girl in front of you put her hands on your shoulders making you flinch a bit “calm down, why don't you come over to my place? you can explain it all over there.” you slightly nodded, calming down a bit. 

this girl looked oddly familiar, your gut told you to run. she seemed nice, but something about her screamed danger. maybe it was dumb to follow a stranger to their home, but when put in this kind of situation, there was nothing more you could do. you thought about running away from her, but one pull from her would send you flying back. she was taller and visibly stronger, you just hoped to be wrong about this one thing. 

with every step you took towards her apartment, the swirling feeling in your stomach intensified. you wanted to throw up, something about this girl just didn't seem right. there was a sinister aura radiating off of her, you could feel it in your bones. you were walking right back into a trap. you couldn't take it anymore, the feeling that she could easily be a serial killer. something about her was just off, and she looked so familiar. 

that's when it hit you. 

you were fucked. 

you had met her before, she was jennie's best friend (other than you). you met her at one of jennie’s business dinners. lalisa manoban, jennie's childhood best friend and business partner, you were so screwed. you were walking behind her, so instead of following, you spinned on the heel of your foot and ran. you ran as fast as you could, the fear of your life powering the adrenaline rushing through your body. 

lisa turned right in time to take one leap and grab onto your hand. she pulled you back towards her, your back hitting against her chest, “where d’ you think you're going?” lisa breathed into your ear, tightening her grip on your wrist. 

she held you against her front, your hand twisted behind your back. “c’mon, we can settle this at my home. unless you’d wanna do it here?” she asked, though there wasn’t an answer expected. 

you didn't have to answer, she knew what it'd be anyways. she kept her grip on your hand and walked you to her house. 

“you’ll never guess what i found!” lisa called into her house. 

the sound of footsteps filled your ears and you froze, you could recognize those footsteps anywhere. the footsteps that haunted your dreams for these past months, the footsteps of the person you’d thought you’d escaped from. 

jennie slowly emerged from the dark hallway, “you really thought you could escape?” she let out a laugh at the thought.

“you should know better than to think that, i told you didnt i? I have eyes everywhere.”

you’ve never felt more helpless, there was nothing you could do and you knew it. so you just gave in, you let yourself be used by the two women, you knew there would be no point in fighting it. 

“fuck, no wonder you wanna keep her, such a tight fucking pussy.” lisa groaned out, your hands behind your back where lisa was keeping them hostage. 

“i r-really do owe you for bringing her back, her holes are now open to you whenever you want.” jennie grunted out thrusting into your mouth while lisa fucked your cunt. 

all you could do was moan around jennie’s cock that was hitting the back of your throat. resisting them wouldn't do anything but ruin the experience for you, so you finally gave in, becoming jennie’s slut. 

they were so rough with you, calling all that they were doing a punishment for trying to leave. the way lisa pounded so deep into you, was evoking emotions you didn't even know you had. lisa’s in your cunt and jennie down your throat? a lethal combination. 

the sounds of wet slapping filled the room and you could feel yourself gushing at the lewd sound alone. you were too busy trying to resist or drowning in self pity all the other times, not realizing how much pleasure it could bring if you just relaxed and enjoyed. 

“what a fucking whore, enjoying your punishment.” jennie chuckled out, feeling the vibrations of your moans. 

It didn't take long for you to cum, being overwhelmed with all that was going on. this was the first time you actually enjoyed the sex you were having. you let out a loud moan as you came, one that not even jennie’s cock was able to muffle. when the blissful feeling of your orgasm washed away, jennie and lisa not stopping with the thrusts, the pain settled in. you shook your head no as tears cascaded down your face, you couldn't take anymore. 

the overstimulation was too much for you and you didn't think you could take it. you desperately tried to break free of them but again, you were not even close to them in terms of strength. “aww, is it too much?” jennie pouted, in faux sympathy. the thrusts on both your mouth and cunt not stopping. 

you pitifully nodded your head, hoping for mercy you knew you wouldn't get. the both of them only sped up their movements, seeing your response. you felt the familiar coil in your lower stomach, being forced into a second orgasm. along with you, you could feel the stutters in both lisa and jennie’s hips, not being given a warning other than that. you felt both your mouth and cunt being flooded with warm sticky semen. the white liquid leaked from your mouth as jennie pulled out. the same for your pussy, lisa’s semen hot and leaking out of you. 

there was no point in trying to escape, she would always catch you. 

[bitchiswild]

Office Seduction

GP Lisa x F! Reader Word Count: 1.8k Warnings: Smut 🫶 A/n: Lisa is so fine🤤 REQUESTED

@lilacura FOR YOUUUUUUUUU BABYYY😝❤️

"Hmm, that's it, baby," Lisa moaned, her fingers entwined in your hair as you pleasured her. Her gaze, filled with desire and appreciation, met yours as you sucked eagerly on her cock.

"Your mouth feels amazing, baby. You're such a good girl for helping me relieve this stress," Lisa groaned, her head tilting back against the plush office chair. The weight of her responsibilities seemed to melt away as you skillfully attended to her needs.

Your wife, Lisa, had summoned you to her office building in a moment of desperation, seeking solace from the overwhelming pressure of her day. Without hesitation, you abandoned your own tasks and rushed to her side, eager to provide the comfort and release she craved.

As Lisa's arousal grew, her words became more breathless and unrestrained. "Mmm, yeah, that's it," she moaned, her grip on your hair tightening as you continued your eager ministrations. Saliva mixed with precum dripped down your chin as you hungrily devoured her, the wet sounds of your movements echoing in the office.

"God, your mouth is so sloppy, so good baby," Lisa gasped, her body trembling with pleasure. Her office chair creaked under the force of her shifting weight as she sought to get even closer to you. With each thrust of her hips, she pushed deeper into your mouth, reveling in the messy, uninhibited sensation.

You could feel yourself becoming lost in the moment, consumed by the intoxicating blend of desire and filth. Lisa's moans grew louder, punctuated by the occasional whimper of ecstasy as she reached the brink of release. In this private sanctuary of lust and abandon, you were both free to indulge in the raw, unbridled passion that connected

"God, I'm gonna cum," she gasped, her voice trembling with anticipation. With one final thrust, she released herself into your mouth, her moans echoing off the walls of the office.

As Lisa pulled out of your mouth, you looked up at her with a mischievous glint in your eyes, your tongue adorned with her seed. With a wicked grin, you swallowed her cum, savoring the taste and watching as a shiver of pleasure ran through her body.

"Fuck, baby, you're so dirty," Lisa groaned, her desire evident in the huskiness of her voice. Unable to resist any longer, she pulled you into a passionate kiss, tasting herself on your lips.

Lisa's hands roamed over your body, she guided you to sit on her desk, her touch leaving a trail of fire in its wake, each piece of clothing removed, Lisa's breath grew heavier, her voice husky with desire. "God, you look so hot like this," she murmured, her hands trailing along the contours of your body. "I've been craving you all day, baby."

You couldn't help but respond in kind, your own voice rough with need. "I need you, Lisa," you whispered, your words punctuated by urgent kisses. "I need to feel you, all of you."

As their bodies pressed together in a feverish embrace, the air between them crackled with anticipation. "I want you to fuck me, Lisa," you gasped, your fingers tangling in her hair. "I want to feel you deep inside me."

Lisa's eyes darkened with desire as she met your gaze, her own words laced with a primal hunger. "I'm going to make you scream my name," she growled, her hands gripping your hips possessively. "I'm going to take you until you can't think straight."

She pushed you back onto her desk with a force that stole your breath away. The sudden movement caused a cascade of papers, pens, and office supplies to tumble to the floor, forgotten amidst the intensity of their desire.

Lisa took control, pinning your wrists above your head with one hand as she positioned herself between your legs. The air crackled with electricity as she leaned in close, her lips brushing against yours in a searing kiss that left you dizzy with need.

"Ready for me, baby?" Lisa's voice was a husky whisper against your ear, sending shivers down your spine. Without waiting for an answer, she plunged into you with a ferocity that stole your breath away, her movements rough and unrelenting.

Each thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through your body, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the room. The desk beneath you groaned in protest, unable to withstand the force of your passion as it rocked and shifted beneath you.

Lisa's voice dripped with desire as she leaned in close, her lips brushing against yours between each heated breath. "You like it rough, don't you, baby?" she murmured, her voice laced with a raw intensity that sent shivers down your spine. "You want me to fuck you hard and fast?"

Your response was lost in a guttural moan as Lisa's relentless pace drove you to the edge of ecstasy. "Yes, yes," you gasped, your words barely coherent amidst the overwhelming pleasure. "I want it rough, Lisa. I want you to take me."

With a feral grin, Lisa unleashed a barrage of dirty talk, each word a deliciously wicked promise of what was to come. "You're mine, baby," she growled, her voice low and commanding. "I'm going to fuck you senseless."

Her words sent a surge of arousal coursing through your veins as you surrendered to the intensity of her passion. The desk beneath you groaned in protest as your bodies moved in perfect sync, the sound of your lovemaking echoing through the room.

As the pleasure built to a fever pitch, you felt yourself teetering on the edge of oblivion. "God, Lisa, I'm gonna cum," you cried, your voice raw with need.

With a triumphant smirk, Lisa quickened her pace, driving you both to the brink of ecstasy. "Cum for me, baby," she whispered, her voice a seductive purr in your ear. "Let go and give me everything you've got."

And with those words ringing in your ears, you surrendered to the overwhelming pleasure, your body exploding in a torrent of release. As you collapsed in her arms shaking.

Her eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint as she pulled you up from the desk, her strength evident in the effortless way she handled you. "Ready for another round, baby?" she purred, her voice dripping with seduction.

You nodded eagerly, your heart racing with anticipation. Without hesitation, Lisa guided you to bend over the desk, your hands gripping the edge tightly as you braced yourself for what was to come.

As you presented yourself to her, offering yourself up for her pleasure, Lisa wasted no time in taking control. With a sharp slap to your ass, the sting of her touch sends a jolt of electricity coursing through your body.

"Fuck, Lisa," you gasped, your voice a mixture of pleasure and pain as she positioned herself behind you. Her grip on your hips was firm, almost possessive, as she drove into you with a force that made you scream in pleasure.

Each thrust was a symphony of desire, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room as Lisa claimed you as her own. With each movement, she pushed you closer to the edge of ecstasy, her touch igniting a fire within you that burned hotter with each passing moment. “Lisa! Fuck!” You screamed out.

"God, you feel so good," Lisa moaned, her voice thick with desire as she pounded into you relentlessly. Her fingers dug into your flesh, leaving marks of possession as she claimed you as her own.

As Lisa thrust into you, the pleasure kept building, pushing you both closer to the edge. Your breaths were ragged and loud, yelps here and there, mixing with the rhythmic sounds of skin smacking together. It was like a symphony of desire filling

As Lisa continued to thrust into you with fervor, her voice husky with desire, she groaned, "God, you're so tight, baby." Her words sent a shiver down your spine, intensifying the pleasure coursing through your body.

Your muscles clenched around her, responding to her every movement as she buried herself deeper inside you. The sensation of being stretched and filled by her only fueled the fire of your desire, pushing you closer to the edge of ecstasy with each passing moment.

Quickening her pace, her thrusts became more urgent as she chased her own release. The sound of her ragged breaths mingled with your own, creating a symphony of passion that filled the room.

Lisa's voice was a husky growl of desire. "Fuck, baby, I'm gonna cum," she groaned, her words filled with primal urgency. "I'm gonna cum in you so hard."

With a cry of ecstasy, you urged her on, your own desire reaching a fever pitch. "Yes! Cum in me," you cried out, your voice echoing in the room.

Feeling your body respond to her touch, Lisa's finger found your clit, rubbing it hard and fast, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through you. You squirmed in her arms, unable to contain the overwhelming sensation as she pushed you closer to the edge.

Your body convulsed with the force of your release, waves of pleasure washing over you in a tidal wave of ecstasy. Your pussy gripped her cock so tightly, making it hard for her to thrust.

With a grunt, Lisa pushed herself all the way inside you, going as deep as she could as she reached her peak. With one final thrust, she released herself, filling you completely with her warm thick cum as she came deep inside you.

Calming down, Lisa pulled you into her embrace, both of you sinking into her office chair with her cock still buried deep inside you. "Thank you for coming to take care of me, baby," she whispered, pressing gentle kisses to your shoulder and neck.

Letting out a shuddered breath, you managed to reply, "Of course, my love," as Lisa held you close, offering comfort until you had calmed down. With a tender touch, she helped you clean up, her presence a soothing balm after the storm of passion.

A sudden knock at the office door shattered the tranquility of the moment, and Lisa's assistant's voice trembled as she spoke. "Mrs. Manoban, um, you have a meeting soon."

With a composed nod, Lisa replied, "Alright, Millie, thank you. I'll be out soon." She quickly composed herself, adjusting her appearance before turning to you with a look of adoration.

"I'll see you at home, baby. I love you," Lisa said, pressing a passionate kiss to your lips before reluctantly pulling away and leaving the office.

As you sat there, still feeling the lingering echoes of your lovemaking, you couldn't help but smile at the love and passion you shared with Lisa. Feeling a flush of heat rising to your cheeks, you couldn't help but notice the curious glances from her colleagues as you walked out of Lisa's office. The intensity of your encounter with her still lingered, leaving you feeling both exhilarated and slightly self-conscious under their scrutiny.

But as you caught Lisa's eye, she gave you a playful wink, a silent reassurance that everything was alright. Her confidence and ease put you at ease as well, and you returned her wink with a small smile before continuing on your way back home.

[ezwezz]

mean girls - bp x reader

genre: imagines :) summary: the 'mean girl' develops an interest in you. pairings: ot4 x reader

jennie:

jennie was your classic 'you either wanna be me, or be with me' kind of mean girl.

your first encounter with her was through a seating plan. she begrudgingly obliged to sit next to you as the teacher separated her from her rowdy friends.

each lesson you found yourself progressing in small talk with her- it went from "what's the answer?" to "oh my god you won't believe what happened earlier..." as you were opening up to each other.

you were actually beginning to look forward to the lessons despite being acutely aware of jennie's mean girl status.

eventually, as the end of term neared, jennie asked for your number to keep in touch with you over the holidays.

one thing led to another and you were attending one of her house parties. you instantly gravitated towards each other, both in a drunken stupor, and spent almost the entirety of the party at each other's side, oversharing unfiltered life stories and having a raw heart-to-heart conversation.

she even shoo'd away potential hookups in order to continue hanging out with you.

in the early hours of the morning, one mutual confession of interest led to a heavy makeout session with the mean girl.

from then on, your relationship progressed into something of a fwb situation. you'd receive random texts throughout the holidays from jennie, asking you to come over.

sometimes she was intoxicated after hanging with some friends, therefore you took it upon yourself to take care of her instead of doing what was routine at this point.

you and jennie returned to school hand-in-hand, much to the student-body's surprise.

jisoo:

jisoo was a bit of a bully and had a tendency to target people she disapproved of, with her group of peers.

an unfortunate incident involving one of jisoo's crushes being friendly with you, caused you to become their next target.

jisoo confronted you before school the next morning, so you decided to toy with her a little.

"why were you talking to [redacted] yesterday?" "they're kind of cute...i was just testing the waters." "back off." "i'm surprised you're lowering yourself to that." "excuse me?" "it seems a little desperate. not what i'd expect from a pretty girl like you."

jisoo was at a bit of a loss for words after that encounter, she simply scoffed- a light blush tinting her cheeks as she stormed away.

from then on, you found that jisoo would intentionally find you throughout the school days to shoot you a bitchy comment, which you would respond to with a comment of equal bitchiness.

the school became your cold war arena- however, it never verged on unpleasant the way actual bullying would do. it felt progressively more like lukewarm exchanges of banter.

one particularly smart remark from you caused jisoo to crack and let out a giggle- surprising both you and herself.

"cute laugh!" "shut up."

you received a text from an unknown number after school that day: 'it's jisoo. erase my laugh from your pea-brain, i still hate you'.

you replied: 'charming as always, i guess this is one way to start a conversation with me ;)'

the conversation continued into the early hours of the morning. it was frosty at first, but by the time you finally said goodnight there was an undeniable warmth to her replies.

she greeted you the next day, not with the usual middle finger, but with a small "good morning" and a smile as she passed by.

lisa:

lisa was the rich girl. from what you'd heard, money lacked value to her, it was simply a constant in her life.

one day you were alone in the bathrooms sorting out your appearance in the mirror when someone came barrelling in, instantly locking themselves in the nearest cubicle. you could hear distinct sounds of sobbing coming from inside.

"uh...everything okay?" you felt obliged to ask. "obviously not! my boyfriend just broke up with me." a voice replied, it clearly didn't take much for them to open up.

you spent the next 20 minutes conversing with the person, indicating for random people to leave when they stumbled across the scene.

when the door finally opened, you were shocked to see a red-eyed lisa staring back at you. "you're really nice to talk to." she stated after a moment.

from then on, you'd be subject to random little gifts from the girl in gratitude. she claimed that now she didn't have a boyfriend, there was a gap in her spending to fill and none of her friends deserved the gifts more than you, but that was the extent of your interactions for a while.

you caught rumours of lisa's birthday coming around, and while you surely couldn't match her expectations on a spending-scale, you could certainly put some thought into a gift- as a thanks for all the ones she'd given you.

you slipped a small necklace with a moonstone pendant into lisa's locker on her birthday. attached was a note explaining the qualities of a moonstone such as inner growth and emotional balance, in light of her recent relationship ending.

the next day, you spotted the necklace adorning the girl's neck and smiled to yourself. when she found you later on, you were greeted with a hug, catching you by surprise. "thank you..so much." she whispered, before slipping a note into your pocket and rejoining her friends. it was her phone number.

from that day forward, lisa wore the necklace every day, and you wore your new matching bracelet.

rosé

rosé was captain of the cheer team, a role envied by many as a clear symbol of status. you'd known rosé years before school, and long before she'd become 'popular', due to your parents being friends.

you'd naturally drifted apart, but were still acquaintances in some ways- despite not even sparing each other glances in the hallways.

one day, in a strange turn of events, you found yourself inside rosé's house attending a dinner party with her family.

there was a definite air of awkwardness surrounding you two when you were left alone by your parents, but the conversation picked up when you began the gossip session.

you eventually found yourself in rosé's bedroom, completely abandoning the dinner party as you two joked around carelessly, forgetting about the divisions you faced in school. it felt strangely normal all of a sudden.

the following days were pleasant, instead of ignoring each other, you and rosé would say hello in the hallways. then it didn't take long for the friendship to rekindle as rosé would start asking to eat lunch together and hang out after school. much to their disdain, you'd eventually replaced a few of her popular new friends.

one thing led to another and you were once again in rosé's bedroom, this time as closer friends than before. you were finishing up some homework as she scrolled absentmindedly through her social media, both lying on the bed.

"i'm bored." she exclaimed with a sigh for emphasis, shifting so that she was directly beside you and her face inches away from yours. "i want to do something..." "like what?" you met her gaze, the proximity undeniably intimate. "i dunno!" she giggled while unsubtly glancing at your lips. "you sure?" you replied, smirking.

before you knew it, her lips were on yours and you were breathlessly making out with the cheer captain.

the small pecks in the hallways prior to that night seemed only natural.

[koaluark]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ lalisaㅤㅤ𓇻 ㅤㅤblackpink

[cool-fancier]

A Taste of London

Lisa Manoban x Female Reader

Synopsis: In a cozy Notting Hill bakery, you meet BLACKPINK's Lisa, sparking an unexpected connection that promises to change everything. Can love bloom amid fame?

Word Count:2.2K

London's autumn was in full bloom, the crisp air biting just enough to make the warmth inside your bakery, Sweet Notes, feel all the cozier. The afternoon rush had died down, leaving you in a rare moment of stillness as you arranged a fresh batch of lemon drizzle cakes on the counter. Through the window, the sun hung low, casting a soft golden light over the cobbled streets of Notting Hill, making the world seem to slow down.

Your bakery wasn't just any ordinary spot in London. It had become a local treasure, known for its unique spin on British classics and your knack for making everyone who stepped inside feel at home. Despite its growing popularity, you always kept it intimate—a place where regulars greeted you by name and tourists stumbled upon it, charmed by the quirky, handwritten chalkboard sign outside.

Today, though, had a different energy. You couldn't shake the quiet buzz in the air. Maybe it was the excitement of BLACKPINK being in town. Their Born Pink tour had taken over London, and it seemed like everyone was talking about it. You'd seen the posts online, the fans gathered outside their hotels, the endless excitement building up to their concert tomorrow.

But you? You were a bit more low-key. Sure, you'd been a fan for years—BLACKPINK's music had been your soundtrack during late-night baking sessions—but you weren't the type to fangirl openly. At least, not until now.

The soft chime of the doorbell pulled you from your thoughts. You glanced up from the counter, expecting to see a regular, maybe Mrs. O'Leary from down the road. But instead, your breath caught in your throat.

Lisa.

No, not just Lisa. Lalisa Manoban, right there in front of you, pushing back her oversized sunglasses and giving the place a once-over with her sharp, curious gaze. Behind her stood Rosé, who was bundled up in a cozy sweater, glancing around the shop with wide eyes.

For a moment, you were frozen, your heart racing. You'd dreamed of seeing them in person, sure—but not like this. Not walking into your little bakery like any other customer.

Lisa's gaze found yours, and she smiled—a slow, easy smile that made the world around you blur for a moment. It was the kind of smile that could light up an entire room. But right now, it felt like it was just for you.

"Hey," Lisa said casually, her voice rich with that familiar accent, but softer than you'd imagined it would be in person. "Is it okay if we sit here for a bit?"

You blinked, scrambling to pull yourself together. "Y-yeah, of course! Please, take a seat anywhere."

Rosé smiled sweetly at you as she walked past, choosing the corner booth near the window, while Lisa lingered for a second, her eyes sweeping over the pastries in the display case before joining her. There was something deliberate about the way Lisa moved, like she was aware of every little thing, including the way your eyes couldn't quite leave her.

They sat down, Rosé leaning back in her seat, clearly relieved to have a break from whatever hectic schedule they'd been keeping. You stood behind the counter, hands trembling slightly as you grabbed the menus, trying not to make it obvious that you were having a full-blown internal panic.

You'd dreamed of this—meeting her, maybe catching her eye. But now that it was happening, it felt like the air had thickened, like there was something unsaid hanging between you. You couldn't explain it, but there was a pull. Something about Lisa, the way she moved, the way she was watching you out of the corner of her eye, made your heart race in a way you hadn't expected.

Taking a deep breath, you walked over to their table, menus in hand, determined to keep it together. "Here you go," you said, offering them the menus. "We've got some fresh scones, and the lemon drizzle cake is a favorite."

Lisa looked up at you, her eyes meeting yours in a way that felt more intentional than it should have. "You made these?" she asked, her voice softer now, almost like she was genuinely interested. There was something in the way she asked, like she was peeling back the layers of formality to speak just to you.

"Yeah," you replied, feeling the warmth of her attention spread through you. "I bake everything here. It's kind of... my passion."

Lisa's smile deepened, a flash of something playful crossing her face. "You can tell. The place feels like you."

That comment. It was simple, but it lingered in the air, making your pulse quicken. It wasn't just the words—it was the way she said them, like there was an intimacy behind them that you couldn't quite grasp yet.

Rosé, oblivious to the tension building between you and Lisa, glanced at the menu. "We'll take the scones and that lemon cake you mentioned," she said, pulling Lisa back into the moment. "And maybe some tea?"

You nodded, your eyes flicking back to Lisa for just a second longer before you turned away. As you moved back behind the counter to prepare their order, you could feel Lisa's gaze still on you, and it made your hands tremble slightly. There was something there—something unspoken but electric, like a connection sparking to life in the air between you.

— — — — —

After serving them their tea and pastries, you tried to busy yourself around the bakery, pretending not to be hyperaware of Lisa's every move. But the truth was, you felt her presence, like an invisible thread tying her attention to you. Every time you glanced up, Lisa was watching you—not in a way that felt obvious or creepy, but in a way that felt... curious. Like she was trying to figure something out.

Meanwhile, Rosé was lost in her phone, seemingly unaware of the subtle tension between you and Lisa. That was, until Jennie and Jisoo arrived.

"Found you," Jennie said as she entered, her tone carrying both relief and mock frustration. She shot Lisa a playful look. "You didn't tell us where you were running off to."

Lisa shrugged, not breaking eye contact with you even as Jennie and Jisoo joined them. "Just needed some air."

Jisoo's eyes flickered between you and Lisa, her expression shifting into something more knowing. She leaned in toward Jennie and whispered something in Korean, and Jennie let out a soft laugh, glancing at Lisa with a raised eyebrow.

"Looks like Lisa found more than just air," Jennie murmured to Jisoo, though it was clear Lisa didn't mind the teasing. If anything, she just smirked, leaning back in her seat and letting her eyes drift back to you again.

You could feel the heat rising in your cheeks, but you tried to play it cool, focusing on wiping down the counter even though it didn't need cleaning. But there was no ignoring the fact that something had shifted. The energy between you and Lisa was impossible to ignore now, and even her bandmates had picked up on it.

When Lisa excused herself to use the restroom, Jennie leaned across the table, her voice low but teasing as she spoke to Rosé. "Did you see the way Lisa's been looking at her?"

Rosé nodded, glancing in your direction with a small smile. "Yeah. I think she likes her."

Jisoo chuckled softly, shaking her head. "She's never been this obvious before."

— — — — —

As Lisa returned from the restroom, she paused for a moment by the counter, her eyes meeting yours once again. But this time, there was something different in her gaze—something almost vulnerable beneath the surface.

Lisa stood in front of the counter, her hand resting casually on the surface, but her eyes—dark and focused—remained fixed on you, as if she was deciding something in that very moment. The air between you felt heavier now, like every shared glance had been building up to this, though neither of you had spoken the words yet.

Behind her, Rosé, Jennie, and Jisoo were still caught up in their own world, laughing softly, their conversation distant background noise. But here, with Lisa, everything felt sharper, more intense. Your heart was racing, and you could feel the warmth rising in your cheeks, your hands fidgeting with the edge of your apron.

Lisa shifted slightly, her fingers lightly drumming against the wood, as if she was searching for the right words. "You've got something special here," she said softly, her voice just loud enough for you to hear. But this time, there was more behind her words. Something deeper, unspoken, in the way her eyes stayed on yours.

You swallowed, trying to steady your voice. "Thanks. It's... it's kind of my everything."

She smiled at that, her gaze flickering briefly to the pastries in the case, but quickly returning to you. "It shows."

There was a pause, a beat of silence between you, and in that moment, it felt like the rest of the world had faded away. Just you and her. The quiet hum of the bakery, the warmth of the golden afternoon light streaming in through the windows, the smell of fresh lemon cake and tea in the air.

Lisa leaned in slightly, her voice dropping lower, more intimate. "It's strange," she began, her tone thoughtful, almost as if she were talking to herself. "I've been all over the world. Seen so many places. Met so many people. But..." She trailed off, her eyes locking with yours, and the intensity of her gaze sent a shiver down your spine. "This feels different. You feel different."

Your breath hitched, caught off guard by the honesty in her words. You hadn't expected this. Not from someone like her, who could have anyone, go anywhere. But the way she was looking at you—like she was really seeing you—it made something inside you shift.

"I... I didn't think..." you started, but the words caught in your throat. You weren't sure what to say, how to respond. But Lisa didn't seem to mind the uncertainty. If anything, it felt like she understood it.

Lisa's smile softened, and she took a step closer. The space between you was closing, and with every inch, your heart pounded louder in your chest. Her hand, still resting on the counter, slowly reached out, her fingers brushing against yours in a way that felt both accidental and deliberate.

The touch sent a shock of warmth through you, and for a brief second, you both froze—neither of you pulling away, as if the light contact was enough to shift everything. Her skin was warm, and the touch lingered just a moment too long to be casual.

"I've been to a lot of places," she said quietly, her voice barely above a whisper now, meant just for you. "But I don't think I'll forget this one."

Your fingers still touching, you looked up into her eyes, the world narrowing to just that moment between you. There was something electric in the air, something that made your heart race and your breath catch all at once. You'd never imagined this—never thought that someone like her would stand here, in your little bakery, looking at you like that, like you were the only person in the room.

Lisa smiled again, but this time it was softer, more intimate. She glanced back briefly toward her friends, who were still talking, oblivious to the quiet moment unfolding. Then she turned back to you, her eyes locking onto yours with a kind of quiet intensity that made your stomach flip.

She leaned in just a little closer, her voice so low it sent a shiver through you. "Maybe after the show tomorrow..." she paused, letting the words hang between you for a second, as if she was savoring the moment. "We could meet again? Somewhere quieter."

Your heart pounded at the suggestion, the implication behind her words both thrilling and terrifying in the best way. You hadn't expected this—this connection, this possibility. But here it was, standing right in front of you, and suddenly everything felt like it had shifted.

"I'd like that," you said, your voice barely audible, but the smile on Lisa's face told you she'd heard you loud and clear.

Lisa's fingers, still brushing yours, gave the slightest squeeze, and then, just as quickly, she let go. But the warmth of her touch lingered, a quiet promise of something more.

"I'll see you soon then," Lisa said, her smile turning playful again, but her eyes still holding that same quiet intensity. "After the show."

With one last glance—one that felt like it held a thousand unspoken words—Lisa turned and walked back to her friends, slipping into the conversation as easily as if nothing had happened. But you knew better. Something had happened. Something that felt bigger than either of you had expected.

As Lisa and the rest of BLACKPINK left the bakery, the door closing softly behind them, you stood there, your heart racing, the warmth of her touch still tingling on your skin. The bakery suddenly felt too quiet, too empty, as if the space she had filled had taken a part of the day with her.

But as you glanced out the window, watching them disappear into the London streets, you couldn't help but smile to yourself. Tomorrow, after the show, you'd see her again.

And this—this was just the beginning.

[licoryves]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𓈒ㅤׂㅤ♡ ࣪ ㅤ✟

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝓝𝖾𝗐ㅤ 𝓦𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗇.

[saturnnelahy]

𝑳𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝑮𝒇!𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌𝑷𝒊𝒏𝒌

𝘚𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴: 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦-𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘉𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘗𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶

𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵, 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘬

[crwemita]

[imnameimswrld]

You Never Know —

lewis hamilton x blackpink!reader social media au (part 2)

fc: seo yeji

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popbase Blackpink's leader Y/n stuns the public at the Korean State Banquet at the Buckingham Palace with Lewis Hamilton on her arm, sporting a big diamond ring on her finger.

#y/n #blackpink #lewishamilton #popbase

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ynworld LEWIS WAS WEARING A RING TOO !? hello ? mr and mrs hamilton allert 😃

sooyn LEWYN EVERYONE.

carly_the_blink they looked soo hot omg , bi-panic on another level.

lewyn SO REAL LOL 😭😭

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lewishamilton blessed to call this woman mine forever 🫂 @y/n_inur_area

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georgerussell63 parents 🤩

lewishamilton my son 🥰

russellpower OMG GEORGE WHAT 😭

y/n_inur_area here's to forever, sir 😉🥂

lalalalisa_m oop- do u call him that in the 🛌room ?

jennierubyjane LISA WTH

iluveblackpink HOLY SHIT 💀😭

y/n_inur_area

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y/n_inur_area yeah, this has been one hell of a year that's for sure – xo y/n hamilton-l/n 🥰💌 @lewishamilton

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florencepugh @georgerussell63 , our parents are so gorg 😍

georgerussell63 oh yeah 😎

pinkvenom_soty FLO AND GEORGE ARE FRIENDS ?!

landonorris don't forget abt me russ and flo !!! I'm literally the favourite child 🧍‍♂️

lewyntingz couple of the century idc

sooyaaa__ great so when do i become a (real) aunt ? personally I'd like a niece please.

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y/n_inur_area

I was honored to receive the honorary mbe with my pinks, I'm so proud of us !! 💓

ofc, i can't not thank blinks for supporting us throughout the years. your constant love has gifted us this prestigious award, and i am forever grateful for always having faith in blackpink 🖤💗

(p.s lewis says he loves u guys 😭🖤)

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prettypinks I am proud of you ! and so happy for you and lewis ❤

bps_area BLACKPINK THE NO.1 GG !!!

roses_are_rosie a big thank you to our leader-nim !!! 💌

y/n_inur_area rosiieeee 🥺🥺

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y/n_inur_area another race, another podium... congratz on p1 baby 🖤

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georgerussell63 mum...

y/n_inur_area and congratz on p3 son 🫂

georgerussell63 heheheheheee 🥰

mercedesamgf1 I am living for this family

lewishamilton all for my woman 🖤🥇

pierregasly god u 2 are so cute it makes me wanna puke, jesus

sooyaaa ditto gasly 🧏‍♀️

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a/n: hope you enjoyed this short imagine ! don't forget to like, comment, and reblog for more ♡

[brainddeadd]

"I fucking adore you. I love you. And you love me too. So why the fuck are you running from me?"

fluff, angst if you squint, fem!reader

September 2022

“Aren’t you going to go with them?” Y/N asked, nudging her shoulder in the direction of the other girls, but Lisa just shook her head and turned to start walking back towards the apartment building.

“Come on, we’ve got shows to watch and junk food to eat.” She called over her shoulder and Y/N stared at her in shock for a few moments, before jogging softly to catch up with the taller girl, complaining about her longer legs, causing Lisa to laugh and offer to give her a piggy-back ride, to which Y/N shoved her lightly.

“You shit.” Y/N muttered when Lisa made her footsteps comedically smaller and slower, trying to match the smaller girl’s own footsteps. “I hate you.”

“No you don’t.” Lisa replied, smiling cheekily. “If you did, you would have asked for a different roommate.”

“How do you know I didn’t?” Y/N asked, a playful glint in her eye. Lisa held a hand over her heart in mock offence.

“How dare you?” She exclaimed, making her steps bigger again and quickly leaving Y/N behind her, the latter muttering to herself about the ‘damn long legged idiot’. Y/N began to run after Lisa, only catching up to her outside of their flat, panting and cursing the athlete.

“You good?” Lisa asked, and Y/N looked at her, expecting there to be a teasing look on her face, but only seeing concern.

“Yeah, I’m good.” Y/N nodded. “Just need some water.”

“Come on then. You get some water and I’ll set up the couch with blankets and the food. You can pick what we watch.” Lisa opened the door and gestured for Y/N to go through. Mumbling a small ‘thanks’ Y/N beelined for the kitchen, hearing the door close and Lisa's bag fall to the floor and a cupboard open in the hallway.

“You can go with them, don’t miss out because of me.” Y/N said as she sat on the couch, waiting for Lisa to re-appear.

“Who says I’m missin’ out?” Lisa questioned, her frown hidden by the packet of chips placed in front of her face.

“But they’re your friends and-“

“You’re my friend, too.” Lisa said, looking at her pointedly. “And besides, I see them all day, every day and I hardly ever see you, which considering I live with you, is insane, but-“

She sighed and shook her head.

“I want to hang out and watch shitty TV and eat crappy food with you, so I’m gonna do just that.” Lisa then threw a packet of lollies at Y/N's face and turned to the TV. “Now pick something and let’s enter the vegetative state in which we basically live.”

April 2023

Y/N and Lisa fell into a routine. They knew exactly what the other wanted to do when the other had a good day or a bad day, and they knew just by looking at each other which one that day was.

Lisa knew what to do when Y/N’s work got to be too demanding and irrational during the meetings (get her some Soju and get wild) and what to do when nothing seemed to go right (a bath and some good food, maybe some cuddles).

Y/N knew that Lisa forgot her food all the time, so she’d order Lisa’s favourite takeout on those days and she would always have Netflix and blankets ready for the bad days.

Their relationship was comfortable and far less platonic than either of them would care to admit.

July 2023

Lisa stumbled in through the door, exhaustion setting into her bones, her movements slow and soft. It was late, already hours past the time she’s supposed to be out until, and she knows it. She staggers into the living room and frowns when she sees the light is still on, looking around and seeing Y/N on the couch.

“Y/N.” She called out, but she got no response, so she walked over to the lump, frowning when she saw that Y/N was asleep. Gently shaking her, she calls her name a few more times until Y/N begins to stir.

“What?” Voice quiet and heavy, Y/N frowned and then shot up and looked at Lisa. “I fell asleep.”

“You did.” Lisa nodded. “What were you doing on the couch?”

“Waitin’ for you to get home safely.” The words were mumbled and almost incoherent, but Lisa got them and smiled before pulling Y/N up off the couch.

“To bed.” She pushed Y/N softly towards the hallway and ensured that she didn’t bump into anything before they parted ways into their own rooms.

“G’night.” Y/N mumbled. “Love ya.”

August 2023

"Lisa. Lisa. Lisaaaaaaaaa.” Y/N started poking Lisa's cheek in an attempt to wake her up.

“Is there a fire?”

“Nope.”

“Are you gonna die if I don’t take you to the hospital right this very second?”

“Nope.”

“Are you injured? Is anyone else injured? Is something wrong?”

“Nope.”

“Then let me sleep.” Lisa muttered and shoved a near by pillow over her face.

“Come on, get up.” Y/N whined. “I made breakfast, and it’s like eleven o’clock, get up, let's go sleeping beauty.”

“Noooooooo.” Lisa rolled over, grabbing Y/N’s hands and pulling her along, wrapping her up and holding her in place, Y/N's back in Lisa's chest. “Sleep.”

December 2023

Y/N walked into the living room, rubbing her arms in order to generate some kind of heat, to warm herself up and completely prepared just wrap herself up in a blanket on the couch and just stay there for the rest of her life, only to stop at the sight in front of her in what could only be described as adoration. Lisa was sitting on the couch, three blankets wrapped around her in various ways and the hood of one of Y/N’s jumpers covering her hair, and a pout on her face as she looked over at Y/N.

“It’s cold.” Lisa mumbled, still obviously cold under her mountain of fluff. “The power’s off. Has been since this mornin’.”

“Have you been here the whole time?” Y/N asked, frowning and moving towards her bedroom.

“Yes.” Lisa mumbled. “I was doing jobs, so I kept warm but then I ran out of things to do and the storm started and now I’m cold and have been for ages and I can’t get warm and-“

“Here.” Y/N cut her off by holding a long sleeve top and a pair of track-pants in front of her. “Put them on. It’ll help.”

Lisa took the clothes, and Y/N walked back into her room.

“Thank you.” Lisa called out, and when Y/N returned a few minutes later, she’d changed into track-pants and had one of her hoodies cover her body, socks on her feet. He moved towards the cupboard where the blankets were kept, pulling the remaining five out and dumping them on the couch next to Lisa.

“What are you doing?” Lisa stared in confusion as Y/N moved towards the kitchen.

“Food.” Y/N was rummaging in the pantry, pulling out anything and everything she thought they could eat whilst being as warm as possible.

“You ok?” Lisa knew the question was pointless. She obviously wasn’t ok, but she figured she’d ask anyway. Y/N grunted in response and went back to the food.

“Y/N.” The tone of Lisa’s voice caused Y/N to turn and look at her, eyes wide. “What happened?”

“Nothin’.” Y/N picked up what she could and walked over, dumping it on the table and then walked back to get what was left over.

“Y/N,” Lisa pulled her hand out of the mound of blankets and took Y/N’s, causing the taller girl to stop and look at her. “I can’t fix the problem if I don’t know what’s wrong.”

Y/N’s shoulders drooped forwards and her knees appeared to give out from beneath her, causing her to fall onto the couch and a loud sob to leave her mouth, her chest heaving. Lisa pushed the blankets away from her body and pulled Y/N closer, wrapping them both up in the eight fluffy blankets and curling her arms around Y/N’s shoulders. The taller girl’s shoulders shook and Lisa frowned, pulling her closer and rubbing her shoulders, humming a tune to whatever song popped into her head, holding the girl and occasionally pushing her hair out of her face, trying to comfort her.

“What happened?” Lisa whispered once the sobbing had subsided, and Y/N tightened her hold around Lisa’s waist.

“They’re talking shit again and my boss was yelling at me and only me because of shit the others did and I’m so stressed about all of the work that the other managers have given me and-“ Lisa shushed her and pulled her closer.

“It’s ok, shh, I’ve got you.” Lisa rubbed her back. “They’re talking shit about things they know nothing about, and your boss is a dick and you know it, everyone knows it. Just breathe, and tomorrow is a new day, you’ve got me and the girls and your family, and we’re not going anywhere. You’re ok. What do you need?”

“Keep holding me.” Y/N’s voice was soft, as if she thought that Lisa would say no, pull away or recoil, instead, Lisa raked a hand through her hair and kissed her forehead.

January 2024

“Come on.” Lisa said and grabbed Y/N’s hand, pulling her off the couch and catching her when she stumbled. “We’re going on a walk.”

“What? Why? Lisa?” Ignoring Y/N's questioning, Lisa walked them down the stairs and out into the front of the building. “Lisa, what are we doing?”

“Going for a walk.”

“Why?”

“Because you have been cooped up in that flat for way too long, and now I’m reintroducing you to the sun and letting you experience some natural heat.” Lisa shrugged. “Besides, we haven’t hung out in a while, so I figured we could do that. Unless you don’t want to?”

“No, I want to.” Y/N caught onto the hesitant tone, the look in Lisa’s eye, as if she didn’t know if Y/N wanted to hang out with her, as if that’s not all Y/N ever wants to do.

February 2024

“Take my hand.” Lisa muttered, holding her hand out for Y/N to take.

“Why?” Y/N asked, but did so anyway, both of them hating the way they love the feel of the others' hand in theirs.

“Don’t want to lose ya.” Lisa's voice was quiet, and Y/N almost didn’t hear her over the sound of the crowd. “Gotta protect ya, keep ya close.”

“Why? What?” Y/N frowned and was tempted to pull away from Lisa, but someone bumped into her, knocking her into Lisa, causing Lisa to wrap her arms around her and pull her close, whilst trying to navigate their way out of the crowd.

“Stay with me.” Lisa mumbled. They linked hands and forced their way through the crowd, mumbling apologies to those they bumped into and dodging bodies that were all forcing themselves into the space around them.

“Why do you need to protect me and keep me close?” Y/N asked when they were finally free from the crowd, and Lisa looked at her, alarmed and shocked, before shaking her head.

“Of course you don’t know.” She muttered. “I want to. I need to. I care about you. I’m used to protecting you, instinct left over from before, and now I can’t stop protecting you. It’s not a ‘you can’t do that shit’ type of thing, its more of a ‘do it if you want, but I’m gonna keep an eye on you cause I care’ type of thing. I can stop if you want me to. It’s not-”

“No, it’s ok. I don’t mind it.” Y/N reassured her, causing her shoulders to lose some tension. “It’s sweet. Thank you for caring enough to watch over me.”

“Never thank me for that.” Lisa begged, hoping to somehow get Y/N to see herself the way she does. “It’s not something that warrants a thanks and it’s not a big deal. It’s just me loving and caring for ya.”

February 2024

“You made dinner?” Y/N’s eyes were wide, and her face held a look of concern.

“Yeah, why?” Lisa asked, placing a cup of tea on the table and then turning to look at the smaller girl and frowning slightly at the expression on her face. “What?”

“You made dinner.” Y/N’s everything had softened, as if she’d started to melt slightly.

“Yeah, you always make dinner and breakfast and lunch and you were out and I wanted to do something for you because I never do and I guess dinner was just the first thing that came to mind.” Lisa shrugged. “If you don’t like it, we can order in.”

Y/n shook her head and sat at the table next to her, both of them taking one bite of the meal before putting their forks down.

“Ramen?”

“Please.”

March 2024

“You talk about her like she’s your world.” Jennie told her friend , smiling softly when she looked up at her with wide eyes, slight fear etched upon her features. “I’ve known for years, didn’t say anything because I wanted you to have the freedom and the power to tell me yourself, I didn’t want to take that from you.”

“Why say something now?” Lisa asked.

“Because I need you to realise that you love her in a way that most people only dream of feeling.” Jennie saw the look on her face and took her hands in hers. “Lisa, you have this person right in front of you, standing there, patiently waiting, their whole soul begging you to realise that they love you and your soul is begging you to realise that you love him back. I’m begging you to realise it. Don’t let her slip away from you. Don’t lose this love. Don’t let this love go. Grasp this love tightly in your hands, pull it as close to your heart as you can, and hold on for dear life. This love is good and pure and true.”

“How?” Her voice broke, and she turned from her slightly, wiping at his eyes. “I’m so scared. I’m so in love with her it’s insane and I have no idea how to proceed in this situation.”

“Just tell her. Be honest and open with her. No matter how scary it is.” Lisa looked at her friend and Jennie pulled her into a hug. “Tell her. Hold onto the love.”

April 2024

“You told me that you loved me and then ran away, Lisa. Literally ran away. How am I supposed to feel after that? What do you want me to do with that?" Y/N was pissed, ranting away, ignoring the look on Lisa's face. "I fucking adore you. I love you. And you love me too. So why the fuck are you running from me?"

“I’m pretty sure I’ve been in love with you since the day we met and it fucking scared me. My entire soul was begging me to tell you and it just kind of blurted out and fuck, I didn’t mean for it to, so I ran. That’s what I do. I run from my problems and in that moment, you were the problem or my feelings were and I blurted them out without fucking thinking about it and then ran away.”

"You don’t need to be scared, baby." Y/N's voice was softer now, gentle and soothing. "I know we've got some things to figure out, but we can do that together."

"I love you."

"I love you too. And I intend on proving it to you every day for the rest of our lives if you'll let me."

[koaluark]

⠀⠀⠀⠀ lisa ☆ blackpink

[cool-fancier]

Rhythm of Our Hearts

Synopsis: you, a small-town choreographer, whose life changes when global K-pop star Lisa asks for collaboration, sparking a journey of dance, dreams, and unexpected romance.

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This was requested and I hope I did okay, so if any of you guys do have requests of the girls , please do let me know and I promise I will try my best.

The world of dance was all you had ever known. From the time you could walk, your feet had found rhythm and movement as naturally as most children discover speech. Growing up in a small town, you never imagined that your passion for choreography would lead you to the heights of fame and success. Your journey had been a whirlwind of hard work, dedication, and a bit of luck. But it wasn't until the fateful day when Lisa Manoban, the global K-pop sensation, walked into your life that everything changed.

— — — — —

The crisp autumn morning in Los Angeles was beautiful. The sun had just begun to rise, casting a golden hue over the city. You had an early call at the studio, a place that had become your second home. Your name was renowned in the dance world, and you had worked with some of the biggest names in the industry. But today, you had no idea what was in store for you.

As you arrived at the studio, coffee in hand, and greeted your team, you were prepping for a new project when you received an unexpected phone call. It was Sean Bankhead, a fellow choreographer and one of your closest friends.

"Hey, I need you to come to Studio B. Now," Sean's voice had an urgency that piqued your curiosity.

You made your way to Studio B, wondering what could be so important. As you entered, you were greeted by the sight of Lisa Manoban, the superstar from BLACKPINK. She was even more stunning in person, her presence commanding the room effortlessly.

"Hey," Sean said, a wide grin on his face. "Meet Lisa. She has a special request."

Lisa turned towards you, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "I've been a huge fan of your work," she began, her voice as smooth as silk. "I'm working on a new solo project, and I was hoping you could choreograph the dance for my song 'Rockstar.'"

You were taken aback. Choreographing for Lisa was an opportunity of a lifetime. "Of course, I'd be honored," you replied, trying to keep your composure.

Lisa's smile widened. "Great! I'm so excited to work with you. Let's make something unforgettable."

As the days passed, you and Lisa spent countless hours in the studio, perfecting every move, every beat. She was incredibly talented and dedicated, and your sessions were a blend of hard work and creativity. You began to develop a rhythm, not just in your dance but in your interactions.

Between breaks, you'd sit and chat, sharing stories about your lives, your struggles, and your dreams. You learned about her journey from Thailand to becoming a global icon, and she listened intently as you recounted your path from a small-town dancer to a renowned choreographer.

— — — — —

Your late-night sessions became a routine. The studio, usually bustling with activity, would grow quiet as the night deepened. It was during these moments that your bond began to grow stronger.

One night, after a particularly grueling practice, you sat on the floor, exhausted but exhilarated.

"You know," Lisa said, looking thoughtful, "I've always felt like an outsider, even in the industry. It's hard to find people who understand."

You nodded, understanding the feeling all too well. "I get it. Sometimes, even in a room full of people, you can feel completely alone."

You talked about your dreams, both fulfilled and unfulfilled. Lisa spoke about her desire to explore different aspects of her artistry, beyond just music. You shared your aspirations of starting a dance academy for underprivileged kids, to give them the opportunities you never had.

"Maybe one day, we can combine our passions," Lisa suggested, her eyes lighting up with the idea. "Imagine a school that nurtures both dance and music."

You smiled at the thought. "That would be amazing. We could change so many lives."

Unbeknownst to you, Sean had been observing your growing closeness. One afternoon, as you took a break, he pulled you aside.

"You and Lisa seem to be getting along pretty well," he remarked, a teasing glint in his eye.

You shrugged, trying to play it cool. "She's great to work with. We have a lot in common."

Sean raised an eyebrow. "Just work, huh? Well, whatever it is, I'm happy for you. It's good to see you both so inspired."

— — — — —

One rainy afternoon, as you sat by the window watching the raindrops dance on the glass, Lisa opened up about her past. She spoke about her childhood in Thailand, the struggles her family faced, and the sacrifices they made for her to pursue her dreams.

"I was just a kid with big dreams," she said, her voice tinged with nostalgia. "Leaving home at such a young age was tough, but I knew I had to do it."

Her story resonated with you deeply. You admired her resilience and determination. "You're incredibly strong, Lisa. Your journey is truly inspiring."

Lisa turned the conversation towards you, curious about your own story. You recounted your early years, growing up in a small town where opportunities were scarce. Dance had always been your escape, your way of expressing emotions you couldn't put into words.

"My parents didn't understand my passion," you confessed. "They wanted me to follow a more traditional path. But I couldn't give up on my dreams."

Lisa reached out, placing a comforting hand on yours. "And look where you are now. You're living your dream."

— — — — —

As your project progressed, so did your connection. There were moments when your hands would brush accidentally, sending a jolt of electricity through you. Your conversations grew more personal, your laughter more genuine.

One evening, after a particularly intense rehearsal, you found yourselves alone in the studio. The air was thick with unspoken words and unsaid emotions.

"Do you ever wonder what life would be like if we hadn't followed our dreams?" Lisa asked, breaking the silence.

You nodded. "Sometimes. But then I realize that every choice we made led us to this moment. And I wouldn't trade it for anything."

Sean, ever the perceptive friend, noticed the subtle changes between you. One day, as you took a break outside the studio, he brought it up.

"You know, it's rare to find someone who truly understands you," he said, looking at you meaningfully. "Don't let that go."

You knew he was right. Lisa and you shared a bond that went beyond your professional relationship. It was something special, something worth exploring.

— — — — —

Your choreography for 'Rockstar' was finally coming together. It was a fusion of powerful moves and graceful transitions, a perfect reflection of Lisa's dynamic personality. You spent long hours perfecting every detail, ensuring it was flawless.

One evening, as you practiced a particularly challenging sequence, Lisa stumbled and fell into your arms. Your eyes met, and for a moment, the world seemed to stand still.

"Are you okay?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper.

Lisa nodded, her breath coming in short gasps. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just... lost my balance."

As you sat on the floor, catching your breath, Lisa looked at you with a seriousness you hadn't seen before.

"There's something I need to tell you," she began, her voice trembling slightly. "These past few weeks, working with you... I've felt something I haven't felt in a long time."

Your heart pounded in your chest as you waited for her to continue.

"I don't know where this is going, but I know that I want to find out," she said, her eyes searching yours for a response.

You took a deep breath, your mind racing. "Lisa, I feel the same way. This connection between us... it's special. And I don't want to ignore it."

— — — — —

With your feelings out in the open, Lisa and you decided to take things slow. You continued working on the choreography, but now there was an added layer of excitement and anticipation in your interactions.

You started spending more time together outside of the studio, exploring the city, sharing meals, and enjoying each other's company. Your bond grew stronger with each passing day, and you knew that this was just the beginning of something beautiful.

Sean, ever the supportive friend, was thrilled to see you both happy. "You two deserve this," he said one evening as you sat in his living room, discussing your progress. "It's rare to find a connection like this. Don't take it for granted."

His words resonated with you, and you vowed to cherish every moment with Lisa.

The day of the music video shoot finally arrived. The set was buzzing with energy as the crew prepared for the shoot. Lisa and you went over the choreography one last time, ensuring everything was perfect.

As the cameras rolled, you moved together seamlessly, your bodies in perfect harmony. The dance was a powerful expression of your journey, your struggles, and your triumphs.

— — — — —

The music video was a massive success, garnering millions of views within hours of its release. Fans and critics alike praised the choreography, and Lisa's performance was hailed as one of her best.

But beyond the accolades and the applause, what mattered most to you was the bond you had formed with Lisa. You had created something beautiful together, and your connection went far beyond the dance floor.

With the project behind you, Lisa and you began to explore new horizons. You started working on your dream of opening a dance and music academy, a place where young talents could nurture their skills and pursue their dreams.

Your journey was just beginning, and you knew that whatever the future held, you would face it together.

— — — — —

"We did it," Lisa said softly, her eyes shimmering with pride as she looked at you.

You smiled, squeezing her hand gently. "Yeah, we did. And it's just the beginning."

The air between you was charged with a mix of accomplishment and something more, something that had been growing between you with each passing day.

"I couldn't have asked for a better partner," Lisa admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Me neither," you replied, your gaze locked with hers. In that moment, the world outside seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of you in the quiet embrace of the studio.

Lisa's hand reached up to brush a strand of hair from your face, her touch gentle yet electrifying. "Y/n..." she murmured, her breath mingling with yours.

You leaned in closer, feeling the warmth of her breath on your lips. "Lisa," you whispered back, your heart racing.

And then, without another word, your lips met in a kiss that spoke volumes of the unspoken feelings between you. It was a kiss filled with passion and tenderness, a culmination of the bond you had forged through sweat, laughter, and shared dreams.

Time seemed to stand still as you kissed, each moment etching itself into your memory. The studio around you faded into insignificance, leaving only the sensation of Lisa's lips against yours, the softness of her touch, and the overwhelming certainty that this was where you belonged.

When you finally pulled back, a soft smile played on Lisa's lips, her eyes shining with a depth of emotion that mirrored your own.

"That was..." she began, her voice barely a whisper.

"Perfect," you finished, your fingers intertwining with hers.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow through the studio windows, you knew that this was just the beginning of your journey together. Whatever challenges lay ahead, you were ready to face them side by side.

[lesone-shot]

Makeup

Lalisa Manobal x fem!reader In which you sit on her lap while doing your makeup TW: none

"Hi, pretty girl" Lisa smiled as she sat up against the pillows

"Hi, baby. Good morning" You happily spoke as you walked over to the vanity in the room. Lisa watched you with bright eyes as you walked around in nothing but her shirt.

The last show on the tour just took place last night and even though she's still pretty tired from traveling so much and working so hard over the previous year, she's in the best mood.

Because she's finally home with you again and doesn't have to leave your side for a few days. "What are you doing, baby?" she wondered

"I was going to do my makeup. I was hoping you'd let me take you out for a nice romantic dinner this evening. I know that's a few hours away still but I wanted to do my makeup real quick"

"Sure, I'd love that" she smiled. "but don't do your makeup all the way over there. Come here"

You turned your head to look over at her and watched as she patted her lap. "Bring your mirror and makeup. This way I can hold you as you do it"

It's always impossible for you to resist her. But even more so when you've been lacking time in her warm embrace due to her being so incredibly busy. So you happily agreed. You grabbed your things and then sat on the bed before she pulled you onto her lap.

She kissed your neck softly as you opened up your makeup case. "What color eyeshadow should I wear tonight?"

"I don't know darling, I like all the colors you have. But I will say that rose gold always brings your eyes out" he said as she wrapped her arms around you.

"Rose gold it is then," you said before you picked up your mirror. You held it with one hand and used the other to put the eyeshadow on. You tried to stay focused though it was hard because Lisa kept kissing your neck.

Not in a needy way, but rather just out of love. But, nonetheless, it made it hard for you to focus on anything but her lips brushing against your skin so softly. You applied your mascara, concealer, foundation, and a bit of blush too. After, you looked between your glosses and lipsticks, torn on what to wear.

"Lipstick or lipgloss, Lili?"

"Hmmm..." she pondered for a second before smiling. "Lipgloss. Any shade will look pretty on your soft, kissable lips. But I always find the peachy colors irresistible".

"Okay," you chuckled and reached for the pink one applying it to your lips. "Look good?" You asked as you turned your head, gazing at her. "Stunning," she said softly as she brushed her fingers across your cheek.

"Yeah, I'm stunning now that I've got my makeup on" you joked, only for her to shake her head as she continued to gaze into your eyes.

"You're always stunning" she whispered. "With makeup or without. With a dress or a suit on or just in your sweats and one of my shirts. With your hair up or down. You're my gorgeous girl and you are always stunning in my eyes"

"Oh baby," you giggled and kissed her softly. "You're even more stunning though"

She shook her head with a smile as she put her hands on your hips and pulled you closer. "I think you're the most beautiful girl in the world, Lisa"

"Thank you, baby girl," she said as she put her forehead on yours. "But I think you're even prettier". You chuckled before kissing her again.

"I felt you staring at me the whole time I was doing my makeup" you teased against her lips as you continued to kiss her. "And it wasn't easy to focus when you were kissing my neck".

"What do you expect? I've been away from you for so long over the last year and you're so perfect, I just can't help myself" she smiled.

"I love you and I'm so happy you're home"

"Me too, sweet girl. I love you more" She smiled before kissing you again, pulling you closer as your lips moved perfectly against her own.