#lara raj

[sillymommy6969]

—𝕾UBTLE & SECRET

Daniela Avanzini x fem!reader

summary: snippets of dann/n moments here and there from katseye content eyekons have pointed out…

warnings: none, just fluffy moments

pt. 2

DANI & Y/N ROLLING W THE LGBT FOR 11 MINUTES GAY (FT. THE KATZ BEING OVER THEIR GAY SHYT)

*Loud technical difficulty transition* Video of Katseye doing the gingerbread house competition. Megan and Yoonchae are fighting over decorating the walls while Dani and Lara are scheming about stealing the maknaes’ strawberries. Sophia, Y/N and Manon—as the older line—were asked to do their house on a similar set next door.

“No, because why is Yoonchae such a snitch,” Dani joked, licking the frosting from her fingers as Lara cackled with the front of their house clutched between her fingers. “I swear, this girl was definitely a teacher’s pet growing up in school.”

The latter gasped in faux outrage at the Latina’s teasing, shooting her the biggest side-eye.

“Oh my God,” Megan suddenly burst into hysteria, catching the three members beside her off guard. “Remember—Remember that time Dani stole Y/N’s shirt. Like the one she got in Greece—the one she cut, so it was off shouldered?”

Dani immediately screamed once she realized what incident Megan was recollecting. She stood from her seat, leaning over a retreating Yoonchae to place a hand over Megan’s mouth. Lara’s eyes widened at her teammate’s antic, hands grabbing the older’s hips so she wouldn’t fall into the table of food.

The camera cut to Sophia, Y/N and Manon next door, their actions halting as they stared off screen at a muffled screech. The three glanced at each other, their hands hovering over the parts of the house they were making.

Manon eyed Y/N, elbowing the younger. “Sounds like Dani’s having a little too much fun, baby, if y’know what I mean.”

Sophia shot her a grimace, “Nobody ever knows what you mean, Manon. Oh my God, you’re ruining the—!”

The shot cut back to the younger line of Katseye members. The camera zoomed in on Dani’s fluster, her pale cheeks burning a faint shade of pink as she desperately tried to cease Megan from sharing the embarrassing encounter.

“Megan, I swear to God—!”

“Wait, I remember this,” Yoonchae chimed.

Megan’s devious cackle echoed around the room, leaning back and away from Daniela’s grasp. The whisker dimples etched under her eyes, they curled into thin curves from how hard she was laughing. “Dani snuck into Y/N and Lara’s room at night and stole her shirt while she was showering. And—and, when Y/N came out, she spent like twenty minutes looking for this stupid shirt because she lives in that graphic tee.”

Daniela knocked her chair back abruptly with the back of her thigh, storming off screen with red cheeks as Lara shouted insincere assurance that the story wasn’t as embarrassing as she had recalled.

Now Yoonchae was laughing, pointing off screen at Daniela, who was hiding her face in her hands behind a scattered crowd of their filming crew members.

“Dani begged Yoonchae not to tell Y/N she had her shirt and she was hiding in her closet, pretending to look for something the whole time before Yoonchae ratted her out.” Megan leant back in her chair, almost tipping backwards—if not for Yoonchae holding her upright—at how hard she was laughing. “Oh my God, Dani was so embarrassed, her face got all red and she like refused to leave her room. Y/N caved and just gave her the shirt, and Dani just wears it around the house 24/7.”

“Yeah, it’s Dani’s like, designated pjs.” Lara added.

“It was so funny because Dani thought she was so slick with it.” Megan sighed, her laughter dying down. “Anyway, if Y/N wasn’t the nice, good girl she was, she would’ve filed a creepy perv report against Dani, I swear on all the moms.”

Their manager ushered Dani back onset, plopping back down beside Lara in defeat. Her hair was a little tousled and her cheeks were flushed, the tip of her ears radiating heat as she stared down and fought the small smile creeping its way onto her lips. Her dimples evident.

“I have never, in twenty years of life ever been violated like this.” The Latina murmured, eyeing the three cameras around them respectively as Lara rubbed her back up and down. “For the record, I got Y/N that shirt because I had one. I wanted us to match in Greece when we were shooting that video and I swear I thought it was mine.”

“Mhm, whatever you need to tell yourself.” Lara chuckled. “Y/N’s one was cut, but okay…”

*Loud technical difficulty transition* Cut to a Weverse live in Manon and Y/N’s room. Manon was sitting on the floor, fixing her hair in the camera as Y/N read comments over her shoulder. The collar of Manon’s striped button-up was flared and the V line hung a little too low. Y/N, in a beanie with the hood on, her make-up still on from the day and big hoop earrings skimmed the comments Eyekons were making of the eldest member’s outfit.

“They’re saying you’re looking too seductive,” Y/N joked, looking down at Manon’s chest from over her shoulder. She grabbed the collar, fixing it and smoothing it out to cover a bit more skin Manon was flashing the camera. The younger smirked, her eyes hooded as she eyed Manon through her long, fluttering lashes. She tucked her bottom lip between her teeth, jokingly sliding a hand over Manon’s shoulder. “Save the show for me tonight when the camera turns off.”

The older seemed to return the same level of freakiness as she raised a knowing eyebrow. Her hand found Y/N’s neck, grabbing it as she leant in and turned her head dramatically over to cover both their faces. Their giggles could be heard before they pulled apart, glancing back at the camera at the amount of frantic comments flooding their live.

A particular verified user seemed to catch Manon’s eye.

“Well, I didn’t know Dani was watching.” She leant closer towards the camera, reading what the girl had typed into their chat. There were a couple of comments with an exaggerated amount of capitalized yelling and angry emojis. “‘Stop flirting before you make me gag’ and ‘I can hear you guys from the living room please shut up’. Dani’s on a call with her family downstairs right now, so she can’t join us. Bad girl, she’s tuning into this live instead of talking to her parents.”

user01 Probably needed to make sure Y/N was behaving

user02 DANI COME GET YO GIRL

user03 Guys Y/N’s looking a little too fine in that fit

user04 At least we know who the dom is between them

Y/N giggled to herself at the comments on Dani’s reaction to their dynamic. Her ringed hands come up to adjust the hood over her beanie, running her slender fingers through her hair as she wet her lips. “Dani, be good and talk to your mami y papi, yeah? You can come and join us when you’re done.”

[ SHES SO FUCKING HOT FOR THIS ]

Manon rolled her eyes at the younger’s statement. What was supposed to be an innocent sentence definitely had Daniela kicking her feet with a finger between her teeth downstairs.

“‘Yes ma’am’,” Manon read out, “Okay, Miss Ma’am, walk her like a dog, N/N. Maybe Sophia should step aside and let you be the leader, you’re like the only one who can keep Dani in line.”

user05 “BE GOOD”??? OMG ID FOLD

user06 dani’s so real cuz if y/n asked me to be good, i’d immediately be on my knees too

user07 BOTH lips smiled

user08 she def talks you through it…

“Somebody asked who your celebrity crush is.” Manon announced. She chuckled to herself, brushing her hair back into a pony with her hands. “Girl, ya’ll should pull a chair out for this one, Y/N has a whole tier list.”

Y/N gasped in excitement, readjusting her sitting position. She whipped her hand out, holding up an open palm.

She rambled, “I made a list because Lara and I wanted to make a hear me out cake. Okay, so basically we had a men’s and women’s version. But the men’s one is so short, so we’re doing the women’s one, okay? Hear me out.”

[ Y/N we know what you are ]

Manon slapped her in the arm, shooting her a warning glare. Reminding her they had certain rules they needed to follow on live, to not say anything that would get them in trouble.

“Okay, so basically I’ve been watching these sisters on youtube and they’re hilarious. The Kalogeras sisters? I am absolutely in love with Demitra, she’s so funny and so good at singing.” Y/N bit her lip, “Dani got so mad at me when I was watching them the other day between rehearsal. She said if I was gonna watch someone with curls, it should be her.”

user09 so Y/N has a type; girls with curls

user10 Y/N basically just confirmed Dani’s THAT kinda gf

user11 my two worlds just collided

Nearly immediately, as if on cue, Daniela bursted through their door and into their room. She was sporting a beige jacket, her hair tied into a bun as she tackled Y/N to the ground.

“Stop! They’re gonna think I’m crazy.” Daniela squealed, her arms wrapped around the older’s face as they wrestled off screen. Manon side-eyed them in disgust as she continued reading the comments about Daniela’s affectionate nature when it came to Y/N. They always seemed to be touching in some way when they were together, as if they couldn’t stand being away from each other for too long. “And literally take her off that hear me out list, I should be the only curly-haired person you love!”

[ What’s more gay; Actually being gay or whatever this is? ]

*Loud technical difficulty transition* Cuts to the Katseye house-warming video, where they all sat around on a couch and table. The girls were just talking with pizza in their hands and occasionally argued about a silly topic.

Daniela noticed Y/N sitting alone beside her. The older was just staring intently at Sophia and Manon debating whether or not the best tiktok idea collector was each other.

The Latina’s hands crept towards Y/N’s under the table, which the video zoomed into. [ The way they thought they were slick ] Daniela laced their fingers together loosely, tugging her closer until her back was pressed against her front. Daniela’s arm laid over Y/N’s shoulder, her hand playing with the ends of her hair. Y/N didn’t seem to mind, used to the Latina’s need for physical intimacy as her hand rested on Daniela’s thigh.

Across the group, Lara and Y/N shared a glance. The Indian dancer raised an eyebrow, throwing the older a smirk at their positioning. She nodded off towards the camera, almost like she was reminding the older of their duties.

Y/N peeled away from Daniela just the tiniest bit, feeling the younger sigh in protest.

The video zoomed in on a blurry image of the two still cuddling as Sophia squealed in disbelief at something Manon said. They were so obviously affectionate with each other, Yoonchae and Megan were whispering and eyeing them in teasing irritant.

“Dani, y’know you won’t die if you just sat normally beside Y/N for once, right?” Manon snorted, earning a harsh punch in the arm from the Latina in response as Y/N laughed.

“Yeah, ain’t nobody tryna pry the poor girl from your hands, babe. Y/N can’t even eat her pizza cuz you’re all over her.” Lara collapsed into a laughing Sophia as Daniela hid her face behind Y/N’s neck. The older stroked her hair in comfort, laughing at their members’ teasing. “See, Dani needs her mommy to come save her from embarrassment.”

“We just moved in and Dani’s already tryna steal my roommate,” Manon joked, “Such a thief, Lord.”

For the rest of the live, with a light atmosphere of just talking and being together, Daniela and Y/N stayed cuddling together as they fell into the rhythm of conversation with their friends.

*Loud technical difficulty transition* Cuts to an interview Katseye is doing a live Q&A for their band’s new album release, and Daniela and Y/N are sitting side by side at the end of a line of Katseye members. The host, a fan favorite for being playful and cheeky, is known for asking light-hearted and sometimes embarrassing questions.

"Alright, now, we’ve seen how close all of you are, but we want to know more about the dynamics between Daniela and Y/N. You two are always together, always laughing and making jokes. So, here’s a question: is there any moment when one of you just absolutely flusters the other?"

The fans immediately begin to chant “Y/N! Y/N! Y/N!” as they anticipate something fun, and Daniela looks at YN nervously, already blushing slightly.

Y/N giggled at the audience’s fanfare, holding her mic up to her lips. “Oh, I think we both have our moments, right, Dani?"

Daniela gives a nervous laugh and tries to play it off, but she’s clearly getting more flustered. Y/N, noticing, decides to tease her a little more. The other members share knowing looks at Daniela’s reaction, knowing their favourite Cuban was terrible at hiding the physical reactions her body had to teasing—especially their fellow Katseye member, Y/N’s.

“Remember that time last week when we were rehearsing, and I said, ‘I think you look really cute today,’ and you literally froze and couldn’t finish the choreography for the next five minutes? Like, it was so funny ��cuz Roy was getting so frustrated that our best dancer was completely messing up the sequence.”

Daniela’s eyes widen, and she immediately turns bright red. The fans erupt in laughter, knowing exactly what moment YN is talking about from a vlog that was uploaded a couple days ago on a day in the life of Katseye. Daniela quickly covers her face with her hands in embarrassment.

"I—I wasn’t expecting you to say something like that, okay?! You just... you just looked at me and said that so casually! How was I supposed to focus after that?!"

Y/N pouts, pursing her glossy lips at Daniela. "Aww, come on, Dani. You looked so cute, so I had to tell you! But it’s okay, I won’t tease you too much... unless you want me to."

Daniela stammers, still covering her face, and the fans are loving the playful interaction between the two. YN leans in a little closer, her voice softening.

Y/N chuckled, leaning over to rest an assuring hand on Daniela’s thigh. "But seriously, Dani, you always look amazing. Don’t be embarrassed."

Daniela’s heart skips a beat, and she’s now visibly flustered, her face as red as a tomato. She shifts uncomfortably in her seat, trying to hide her smile.

"I’m not embarrassed! I just... I didn’t expect you to say that then on camera, or now on live TV."

YN chuckles and pats Daniela on the back, giving her a smile, while the fans continue to cheer for the adorable interaction between the two.

The host hummed, "Looks like we’ve learned a little more about who keeps who on their toes! Thank you for sharing, Dani. I’m sure YN won’t let you forget this anytime soon."

Daniela, still a bit flustered but laughing along with the rest, glances over at Y/N, who gives her a wink (which the camera and crew fully catches, as an exaggerated edit with a winking sound effect added in post). It’s clear that their close bond and playful teasing are one of the group’s favorite dynamics.

*Loud technical difficulty transition* Cuts to Lara’s live, when somebody asked her, “What are the Katzs’ favourite things to do when they’re not at work?”

“—Sophia’s is definitely cooking. Girl loves just being able to make a big dinner and have us all sit down and eat like a big family. And Dani’s is… Dani loves reading, sometimes she’ll just be reading in Manon and Y/N’s room with whatever book she’s reading that week. Manon will be finding new ways to do her makeup and matching new fits—And Y/N loves just jamming out and making some tunes on her guitar. Oh my God, the tiktok she recently made with the riff to “Me and Your Mama” was so good. I’m pretty sure Dani forced the poor girl into doing that song after she did “Enter Sandman”.”

[ They’re so old married couple omg ]

“Yeah, we’ve been working hard and practicing a lot with the show coming up. But honestly, Sophia’s been doing a lot behind the scenes to keep morale high and make sure we’re resting well… Y/N being Y/N has been stressing about Sophia overworking herself,” Lara said, “Dani gets really upset when Y/N digs herself into this hole of worrying about us. She’ll get extra catty and mean when Y/N’s down.”

[ Dani always defends her girl… they’re so cute ]

“No, Dani got so angry that one time Y/N got shoved accidentally by this photographer on set. She almost got in trouble for saying stuff, it was insane. I mean, Sophia and Manon definitely had some things to say to that guy too, but Dani?” Lara exhaled deeply, flicking her wrist. “Dani was full Latina mami mode. She was yelling in Spanish, she was pointing everywhere, she was ready to throw hands.”

[ This wasn’t even the full live… should I make a pt. 2? ]

[ssamlovr]

KATSEYE. — how the first kiss went (⁠ ⁠˘⁠ ⁠³⁠˘⁠)...

pairing. fem!r x non idol au ──wc; 1.8k (This was supposed to be posted yesterday but as soon as I finished I fell asleep sorry 🙏🏻)

୨९. NOW PLAYING; sunny days - wave to earth

SOPHIA LAFORTEZA...

Somehow, Sophia always had a way of making you nervous with just a single glance. Even when she did, you’d act annoyed, though deep down, you loved it.

That day was no exception. She always looked at you with sweet, love-filled eyes, never bothering to hide it. As your hands swung gently together during a calm night walk near your apartment, you were passionately talking about your favorite movie and its plot twist. It wasn’t that she didn’t care—she really did—but deep down, all she could focus on was your full, captivating lips moving.

You didn’t notice her silence until it became impossible to ignore.

“And the end—” Your words faltered as soon as your gaze met hers, and your heart raced. Even after all the teasing looks she’d given you before, none felt like this one. It sent a shiver down your spine.

“W-what...?” was all you managed to stammer, and for you, that was totally embarrassing. You silently thanked the universe for the darkness of the night because if Sophia realized how hot your cheeks had turned, her teasing would have been endless.

Still, at your question, Sophia paused, debating whether to lie and say she was listening or admit what was really on her mind.

She stopped walking, standing directly in front of you, and with a soft sigh, she murmured, “I’m dying to kiss you, that’s all.”

In that moment, her eyes sparkled with affection, and a wave of excitement washed over you. Because even though you’d never said it aloud, you had been impatiently waiting for this moment too.

Summoning every ounce of courage you had, you swallowed your nerves and, to your own surprise, replied, “Why don’t you, then?”

That was all Sophia needed. She tugged on your sweater, stood on her tiptoes, and closed the distance between you.

The kiss was slow, tender, and overflowing with emotion. It left Sophia blushing, and for once, the tables turned—you spent the rest of the night teasing her in revenge for all the times she had flustered you so easily.

LARA RAJ...

Lara always saw herself as a confident person—she always was. But when it came to you, she became someone completely different.

Yeah of course she made the first move, walked up to you, asked for your number with that flirty smile of hers. And, let’s be honest, from the moment you saw her, you fell head over heels. But now that she’s your girlfriend, you’ve seen a side of her you never expected.

For your first month together, you decided to spend the day at the beach. You went early, played in the ocean, laughed and teased each other like two lovestruck teenagers. The day flew by—though Lara always felt time moved too fast when she was with you.

Sitting on a blanket, your arms propped against the sand and Lara resting against your chest, watching the beautiful sunset, you felt like the happiest person in the world. Nothing could top this moment.

But even then, when Lara lifted her head and looked at you, her eyes shining with pure adoration, you were mesmerized.

From an outsider’s perspective, it could’ve been a scene straight out of a romance movie.

Lara’s eyes locked with yours for a while. She felt her heart racing, and it only got worse when, without realizing it, her gaze drifted to your lips. Throughout that first month, she’d often glanced at them when you were distracted, wondering how they’d feel against hers.

And as they say, actions speak louder than words. Your eyes mirrored the same admiration for her lips, and that was all the confirmation she needed. Her hand gently moved to your neck, and she leaned in slowly. She brushed her nose against yours before closing the distance.

In that kiss, Lara knew she didn’t need anyone else—she didn’t want anyone else but you. And you felt the same. Even though it wasn’t the first relationship for either of you, this was something entirely different—feelings neither of you had experienced before.

Without thinking, you said the words that solidified your devotion to her. Words you meant with every fiber of your being.

“I love you, Lara…”

Her throat tightened instantly as emotions overwhelmed her. It felt so good to be loved, to feel so incredibly happy.

“I love you too, Yn.”

DANIELA AVANZINI...

Dani always let things flow, even in the relationship. That’s why she thought the first kiss would happen naturally, just lean whenever she feels like it.

But it didn’t go as she imagined. From the moment she saw you, hugged you, and sat on the grass with the basket full of food, she couldn’t stop thinking about that kiss. Unfortunately, she was far too shy to make the first move.

Still, she looked absolutely adorable, playing with her fingers, more restless than usual. With every passing second, she inched closer to you—whether it was a casual touch of hands or resting her head on your shoulder while leaning against the tree.

Luckily for her, you’ve always been the perfect example of her dream girl, and that girl knows how to read minds.

Even though you might have been enjoying the sight of your nervous, silly girlfriend figuring out how to give you the kiss she so desperately wanted, you were just as restless. You couldn’t stop thinking about kissing those lips that had captivated you from the very beginning.

As you sat in front of her, your hand resting on her cheek, your forehead gently touching hers, you quietly whispered,

“Dani, can I kiss you?”

You felt your heart pounding in your throat, while your girlfriend felt hers in the palm of her hand, ready to give it to you.

Without saying a word, she kissed you. At first, it was just a quick peck, which made you chuckle softly. But Dani swore to God that from that moment, she became addicted to your lips. That’s why she threw herself into your arms, this time giving you a long, love-filled kiss, making the rest of the world fade away.

MANON BANNERMAN...

With Manon, words were always unnecessary. She knew you as well as you knew her, and anyone could have sworn you spent most of your lives together.

That’s why the first kiss was as perfect as everything you shared.

While cooking dinner, with you doing most of the work, you just had to set the plates on the table while the oven did its job. You turned around and hugged Manon. Even though cooking was fun, especially with your girlfriend, it always left you exhausted in the end.

After a long embrace, you pulled your head from her neck and looked at her—her eyes, her cheeks, her nose, and finally, her lips. You stared at them for a few seconds before looking into her eyes. She smiled and leaned toward, kissing you.

It felt like time stood still, both of you lost in the kiss until the sound of the oven timer broke the moment, signaling that the food was ready. You pulled away with a laugh, looking at Manon, who was pouting slightly for being interrupted. You gave her a small peck on the lips, making a shy smile appear on her face as she set the plates on the table.

MEGAN SKIENDIEL...

Megan always felt shy around you. She had never felt the way you made her feel, and even the slightest touch between your hand and hers turned Megan into a mess—blushing, nervous, and even more shy than usual.

Megan is crazy about you, that much was certain. But what she was also sure of was that she had no idea how to kiss you.

The poor girl spent every day imagining different scenarios of how it might happen, but every time she saw you, she couldn’t help but turn into a bundle of nerves.

That’s why, when she sat on the couch, staring at your lips with her cheeks flushed a deep red, she knew it was the moment.

Slowly, she leaned in, searching your eyes for any sign of disapproval. All she found were eyes filled with love, sparkling and excited.

The kiss felt endless, and when she pulled away, she couldn’t help but feel embarrassed, wrapping her arms around you and hiding her face in your neck.

JEONG YOONCHAE...

Yoonchae and you were two completely lovestruck teenagers. From the very beginning, things were calm and peaceful, each step taken slowly, savoring every moment.

For both of you, this relationship thing was new, especially the kisses.

Now, Yoonchae can admit that during those moments, she overthought everything. Because as much as it was her first kiss, it was perfect, and with the person she loved.

Both of you lying in Yoonchae’s bed, cuddling and watching a romantic movie.

Neither of you needed to say anything when the main characters shared a sweet kiss under the stars. As the scene played out, you both locked eyes and shared your own soft kiss.

And when you looked at her, you felt even more in love with her (if that was even possible). Her eyes sparkling like never before and a smile stretching from ear to ear. You smiled back and kissed her cheek, while Yoonchae held you tighter. That night, you slept hugging each other, you resting on her chest, listening to her heartbeat.

we melt this love and recreate it

as we imagine it

that's how we make sunny days.

[lara4eclipze]

Santa Baby

sypnosis » lara has liked you for the longest time , as christmas approach she suddenly had this burst of confidence to finally make the move

warnings » fluff , swearing , big back, kys/kms jokes , college , confession , mutual pining

the goodlist || santa's elves

01 - cookies

taglist (open) : @artrizzler19 @sixflame438 @c-yerim @lmaoursickbro @meganskiendielsbtc @hwonnrinji @ohmyhaely

[yunazxxx]

pairing ≫ lara raj x fem!reader

cw ≫ just a fluff, kisses, cuddles, comforting, some mental health issues, etc maybe?

an ≫ both of these songs are kinda the vibes here and just a small lara fic for my moot @lararajjj bc she hasnt been feeling well recently. i hope this makes you better, or even just a bit!

word count ≫ 600+

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through a slightly parted window curtain, you could see the morning sunlight. there laid a redhaired woman who was turned on her side, talking to her lover on a video call. normally these videos calls would've been filled with both parties talking about how much she missed the other but this time, it was lara trying to calm her lover.

"baby, look at me" lara softly spoke, and her girlfriend looked at her. lara's heart shattered, seeing how red her lover's eyes were from how much she was crying, "c-can i see you? please, i just need you so badly right now lara.."

the redhead nodded, "want me to pick you up or just come over?" she asked, "i don't care, i just wanna be with you." and they ended the call. lara got up and slipped on a hoodie, wearing a random pair of shoes she found in her room and grabbed her keys.

she walked out of the house, going to her car. it was cold outside, 27 degrees farenhit to be exact, but lara didn't care, she had to be there for her girlfriend. as she drove down the streets, making her way to your, her girlfriend’s, place.

the weather got warmer as she drove, she slowed down and began to make her way inside of her girlfriend's driveway, she sent her a text while she parked. lara walked to the girl's door, before she could even knock she was met with the girl who took her heart.

lara wasted no time and pulled her into a hug, which only made you cry more. lara held the girl's head against her, while she whispered sweet words to her, lara and the girl walked inside. "think we could go upstairs or do you wanna stay down here?"

lara asked, this time her voice was far more nurturing to her girlfriend, "down here is fine" and lara nodded. the redhaired woman broke off the hug and walked over to a nearby room that stored extra blankets, lara grabbed one and came back, this time with her hoodie off as well.

she handed it to her girlfriend with a smile, "here, you can keep it" lara calmly said, and her girlfriend took it, finally having somewhat of a smile on her face after hours, upon hours of crying. while the girl put on lara's hoodie, the younger woman went to grab a towel, she ran some warm water on it and returned.

walking back down she saw y/n already curled up in her hoodie, in the fetal position on the couch, lara walked up to her, "hey baby" she softly said, "look at me" and you looked up at her, lara wiped the girl's dried tears and kissed her.

"you're so perfect already" lara sotly said, "i love you so much" and you said it back, this may seem like the most random thing ever but while lara was upstairs she saw a paper with some writing on it, normally she doesn't intrude in your business but the note had her name on it with a heart, just on the floor.

lara opened it and read it, her heart breaking as she slowly realized what you had been thinking about doing to yourself, there was no date or anything to tell he when you wrote it so she just made her way back down, holding her tears as she saw you on the couch.

lara pulled you close to her chest, "please don't give up" she softly said, and you nodded agaist her chest, "i won't, i have you now" and lara kissed your forehead, "it'll get better princess" she softly whipsered as the two of you sat in silence, only soft pours of rain from outside began filling the house.

[castdust]

party.

pairing : daniela avanzini x reader

about : drinking might be the only option that will give you guts to ask her for a dance.

genre : tension | slight angst

warnings : mention of alcohol

a/n : trying something different lol | 1040 words

The music pulsed like a heartbeat, echoing in your chest and vibrating through the soles of your feet. You lifted your drink to your lips, the cool burn of alcohol sliding down your throat. It steadied your hands but did nothing for the storm churning inside you. Across the room, she sat on the edge of a velvet sofa, legs crossed with effortless grace. A soft laugh spilled from her lips as she listened to her friends talk.

Daniela.

Her name was an anchor and a windstorm all at once, holding you in place while making it impossible to breathe. She hadn’t changed, not really. She was still radiant, magnetic, and just out of reach. You remembered the first time you’d seen her, years ago in that crowded lecture hall, sunlight streaming through the high windows to catch in her hair. She’d walked in like she owned the room, like gravity bent itself around her, and you’d wondered if anyone else felt it—the pull, the way the air seemed to hum in her presence.

You’d tried to make sense of her then, to make sense of the way she made you feel. But it had never gotten easier. And now here she was, her golden smile cutting through the dim haze of the party like a blade, completely unaware of the chaos she stirred inside you.

You leaned back against the wall, your drink clenched tightly in your hand, and let yourself watch her. Really watch her. The curve of her mouth, the way her head tilted slightly when she laughed, the effortless way she drew people toward her. It was infuriating and intoxicating all at once. She didn’t just exist in a room—she commanded it.

And then, she looked up.

Your heart stopped.

For a moment, you thought you’d imagined it, but no—her gaze locked onto yours, her smile faltering just slightly. Heat rushed to your face, and you thought about looking away, retreating, but something in her expression froze you in place. Her brow furrowed, her head tilting just slightly, as if she were trying to piece together a puzzle she didn’t even know existed.

The air between you seemed to thicken, the noise of the party fading into a distant hum. The room felt too small, too hot, and the knot in your stomach twisted tighter. Your drink wasn’t enough to calm you now. But her eyes, her eyes held yours, and in that moment, it felt like a silent confession neither of you knew how to voice.

Before you could second-guess yourself, you pushed off the wall and started walking. Each step felt like a leap, moved by the years of tension you’d tried to bury and the current of unspoken words between you.

She saw you coming. Her lips parted as if to say something, but she stayed silent, her phone forgotten onto the cushion beside her. When you stopped in front of her, close enough to feel the heat of her skin, you forced yourself to speak.

“Care to dance?”

Your voice was low, steady, though your heart hammered so hard it felt like it might break free from your chest.

She blinked, surprise flickering across her face. Then, something else—hesitation, curiosity, something you couldn’t quite name. She searched your eyes, as if looking for a reason to say no but unable to find one.

And then, she nodded.

Her hand slipped into yours, and it was warm, soft, electric. You led her to the dance floor, were bodies moved and lights flickered like fireflies in the dark. But all of it faded the moment you turned to her.

The music slowed, the bassline deep and sultry, and you pulled her closer. Her hand rested on your shoulder, her touch hesitant at first, as if unsure of its place. You placed your hand lightly on her waist, and you felt her breath hitch. For a moment, she held herself stiffly, the tension in her frame betraying something deeper—something she hadn’t let herself name. But then, she relaxed, leaning into you as if surrendering to the moment.

The space between you disappeared. Her breath warmed your cheek, and her fingers brushed the back of your neck, sending a shiver racing down your spine. You moved together, the rhythm pulling you closer, the tension between you sparking and building until it was almost unbearable.

“Dani,” you whispered, her name soft and reverent, like a prayer.

Her eyes lifted to yours, wide and searching, her pupils dark and blown. Her lips parted as if to speak, but no words came. Instead, she leaned closer, her gaze dipping to your mouth, and for one charged, breathless moment, nothing else existed.

Your heart thundered as you leaned in, her breath ghosting against your lips, and you could feel the inevitability of it—the pull, the crash, the moment that would change everything.

But then, her phone buzzed.

The sharp, jarring sound shattered the moment like glass.

She pulled back, her eyes widening as though waking from a dream. Her phone screen glowed, and the name flashing there made her freeze. The color drained from her face, and the ache in your chest deepened.

“I—I should…” she stammered, her voice quiet, her eyes darting between the phone and you.

You stepped back, the distance between you feeling like a canyon. You forced a smile, though it felt like it might crack under the weight of the moment. “Looks like someone’s waiting for you,” you said, your voice soft and aching.

She hesitated, her gaze lingering on you, her expression torn. For a moment, you thought she might say something—might stay. But then, she turned, the spell broken, and disappeared into the crowd.

You stood there, the music loud again, the lights too bright, the space she’d left behind feeling colder than it had before. The tension that had tethered you to her still lingered, wrapping around your chest, making it hard to breathe.

And as you watched her go, your chest ached with the unanswered question: Did she feel it too? Did she feel the weight of this thing between you, the thing that made the night feel heavier, the air thicker?

And if she did—what would she do with it?

[wieqo]

📢᭪ᬻ 𖥔 ۪ܺׄ🏀ᣟ݂ 𝒴ou Want the 𝒢oodies ̵̼͓̥͒̾͘🌺၇͜ᩘᰯུ₊̣̇ ⓲

[ohmyhaely]

gay ass group

[miujo]

　𓇼　𓈒⠀⠀𓏸　﹔　𝒬 　　amante　dimenticato 　　ꪮꫀ

[hwonnrinji]

KATS YOUNGEST LINE ── .✦ "I MISS YOU"

{ tags/extra } : req – "katseye gf texts, suggestive for all except yoonchae (purely fluff)??"

{ a/n } : yoonie is such a cute nickname for yoonchae ☹️ ima cry. also im finally getting to show my true self omgg, freaky humor is my type of humor

@lararajjj @ohmyhaely @cl0uded3m

a/n: megan isn't even suggestive, it's straightforward 😭

[sphvm]

under the covers — lara raj

lara raj x fem!reader

tags: face sitting, face riding, cunnilingus, begging(?), dom!lara, coming untouched, breath play(???)

masterlist

MEN AND MINORS DNI

as you lay in bed, wrapped in the warmth of the covers, the soft glow of the afternoon sunlight filters through the curtains. you and lara are nestled together, sharing a lazy moment, some movie playing softly in the background and cuddling close together. you’ve been talking about everything and nothing, letting the hours slip away as you enjoy each other's company.

but just as you think the moment can’t get any sweeter, lara leans in suddenly. her lips brushing against yours with an unexpected aggressiveness. the kiss catches you off guard. it’s soft at first, a gentle connection that sends a shiver down your spine, but soon it’s rough, messy. your lips sliding against each other, her tongue making contact with yours as her large hand coming to grasp your jawline. you can feel the warmth of her breath on your lips as she pulls back, giggling at the flushed expression on your face.

“and here i thought we were having a cute, cuddly moment.” you spoke, entwining your hands as lara’s lips connected with your neck, sucking harshly then kissing the red spot tenderly.

she gave you a smirk before resting her hands on your hips, pulling you even closer. “well… i had something in mind.” she slid your thigh between her own, grinding subtlety. “fuck… baby can i ask you something?”

you blinked up at her, feeling yourself already getting wet. “uh y-yeah of course…” she grinded down again, your tits brushing against hers making you groan lowly.

“can i—oh fuck—can i sit on your face, honey?”

woah.

your eyes widened and you felt like your heart stopped. “i… i mean—“

lara paused to move her hands, cradling your face. “come on baby, can i? i’ve been wanting to see what your pretty face would look like in between my thighs for so long… don’t tell me no.”

you scoffed, a smirk crawling onto your face. “like id ever say no to that.” lara grinned, pushing the covers off of you. she moved fast, kicking her sleep shorts somewhere on the floor and slipping her underwear off. she climbed on top of you, giving you a chaste kiss before asking once more if you were okay with it.

we all know what the answer was.

she sat herself right above your face, peering down at you. she positioned herself so that her pussy was right above your mouth and you could already smell her arousal. you felt a thrill run through your body as you wrapped your hands around her hips and pulled her down, her whole weight on your face. she moaned as you started to slide your tongue up and down her folds. your hands were pulling her onto your mouth harder, leaving crescents on her thighs. her hand eventually made its way to your hair, tugging you closer to her. you moaned at her taste, sending vibrations through her body.

once your tongue entered her, she let a high whine out and ground her hips down, making you groan in unison. “fuck—baby just like that mm…” your tongue found her clit, sucking lightly before alternating licking. she was dripping into your mouth and writhing around, moans getting louder as you pulled away to ask, “ride my face?” her eyes were lidded, looking down at you. “please? just a little? it’ll make you feel even better and—and i want it too…”

she could never say no to her baby

lara sighed as she moved her lips, chasing the feeling of your tongue sliding around her folds and clit. she raked her fingers through your hair, grabbing a fistful and using your mouth, just like you asked. “mmf—fuck you love this pussy right? shit—“ you nodded as best as you could, your eyebrows furrowing at the feeling of her thighs clenching around your head. lara knew you were having a hard time breathing, but it only made her leak more slick into your mouth.

her moans were getting louder and louder, and it slightly scared you that her members could hear her. you detached one of your hands from her thigh and slid it to her clit, starting to put pressure on the bundle of nerves.

“o-oh baby keep—fuck! —doing that!” she was bucking her hips, you knew she was close. you were watching her with hooded eyes, feeling yourself get wetter and wetter at the image of her back arching, hands gripping her own body with her mouth slack and eyes closed. she looked beautiful.

she didn’t need to announce when she came. her body shook violently, one of her hands gripping your hair just a little too tight. one final squeeze of her thighs to your head slightly cut your oxygen off for a little longer than it should’ve, making you come in your shorts, a loud moan vibrating through lara’s pussy.

she giggled at you, reluctantly moving off of you with shaking thighs. “did you just come from eating me out baby? you enjoyed it that much?” you nodded weakly and she gave you a kiss, wiping your mouth after.

“i love you, baby.” she suddenly said, pulling the covers over you both once again and holding you close, kissing your forehead. “thank you so much.”

“i love you too.” you turn to face her. “i’d do anything for you.”

[sillymommy6969]

—𝕾UBTLE & SECRET PT. 2

Daniela Avanzini x fem!reader

summary: some more moments eyekons have found of their favourite ship. it’s getting harder and harder for dann/n to be subtle and secret…

warnings: none, more fluffy moments

part i

DANI & Y/N FORGETTING THEIR PR TRAINING FOR 14 MINUTES GAY (PART 2)

*Loud technical difficulty transition* Cut to the one year anniversary live, the video titled, “Happy First KATSEYE Day”. Daniela and Y/N were sitting where Sophia and Lara were in that video. As Manon tried to explain her answer to a question Yoonchae asked, the camera seemed much more interested in a certain duo than their centre.

“No, because I know for a fact Lara takes the longest to get ready. Girlie has a hair and fit routine that takes so much longer than an hour,” Manon practically yelled, “No—Sophia, stop! Trust, Lara is the one who takes the longest.”

As they bickered back and forth about who was right, the video zoomed in on Daniela and Y/N. The Latina, in a sheer top and her hair pulled back a bit was sitting with her leg crossed, body leaning towards Y/N, who had a hand caressing the fishnets Daniela was wearing. The older Katseye member didn’t seem to realize they were sitting that close together, her head resting on Daniela’s shoulder.

The video editor cuts to Megan beside Manon, second to last on the couch, making note of the way the redhead eyed the two of them with a dramatic grimace.

[ Megan’s sick of their PDA I know it ]

“This question is about Dani,” Yoonchae read off her card. Manon and Sophia perked up in their seats, ready to dominate the game once again as their youngest made her way through the words on her list. “Which rnb artist has Dani been listening to on repeat lately?”

Manon and Sophia yell their own names, jumping out their seats in attempts to get Yoonchae to call on them first.

Y/N raised a finger, nodding and winking into the camera before sharing a look with Daniela, who was pouting because the older lifted her head off her shoulder. Yoonchae glanced past the two eldest members of the group, seeing a reserved Y/N sitting patiently in her seat. Her name was called.

“Y/N hasn’t spoken yet, Y/N should answer!” Yoonchae said.

[ Yoonchae defender till I die ]

The latter smiled at their maknae, sitting up as she glanced down at Daniela. “I know every single artist Dani has put on loop recently, but I’ll just give ya’ll the top three. It goes Brent Faiyaz, Feid, and then Daniel Caesar.”

Daniela nodded, beaming with pride as she clapped. “Daniel’s tied with Rosalía, but yeah, that sounds right.”

Both of them turned to Yoonchae for confirmation, and after a second of the Korean reading and processing the answer on her card, she nodded with an adorable smile. “Y/N’s right.”

Daniela moved her arm to rest over the top of the couch, sliding it behind Y/N. Y/N’s hand still running smoothly along her thigh. It wasn’t until they had moved onto the next section of their live when Daniela was snacking on some of the treats sitting before them did they switch their position up a bit.

Y/N was still engaged in the game they were currently playing, doing her best to keep Manon’s cursing to a minimum as she helped Lara answer some questions.

Daniela grabbed a couple pieces of candy covered in powdered sugar. She had two in her mouth, the candies poking out against her inner cheek as powdered sugar smeared across her lips.

Y/N turned to see what Daniela was fidgeting about, noticing the girl was entranced by the candy in her hands.

She laughed, pointing at the blonde’s lips before she wiped the powdered sugar off with her thumb. Y/N pressed her finger up against her own lips, sucking the sugar from her hand before licking her lips. Daniela was caught off guard by the woman’s action, dropping a piece of the candy in her hand down into her lap. Both of them looked down, but before the arm Daniela had over Y/N’s shoulder could move, the older grabbed it and put it in her mouth. She easily dusted the younger’s lap, giggling at the way Daniela covered her face with a hand as her cheeks flushed a faint shade of red.

[ Y/N’s that type gf I’m dizzy… ]

*Loud technical difficulty transition* Cut to the move-in video, where the girls were sharing a deep moment of their thoughts and feelings on achieving their dreams. Y/N began tearing up because of Sophia’s speech, tears brimming her eyes and she was sniffling just the slightest.

Y/N was getting increasingly emotional over their leader’s heartfelt monologue on how grateful she was for their little family. Daniela noticed the older getting overwhelmed, so she switched places with Megan to give the woman a hug. Her body shielded Y/N from the cameras in the front as the video cuts to a side camera, where we see Y/N’s hands fixing her face, which was still kept from lenses by Daniela.

The blonde glanced down at Y/N, brushing her hair out of her face as the older wiped the smudged mascara away from her eyes. Daniela hushed quietly, careful not to scratch the woman on accident with her press-ons.

Daniela wrapped her arms around her friend, pressing a quick peck onto the top of her head. Her hands ran up and down Y/N’s back as the other members soothed Sophia, it was truly a moment Dann/n stood out and away from the other bonds in their group. Then, Y/N’s hands could be seen resting on Dani’s hips as she calmed down. When the older was ready, Daniela moved away, taking a seat beside her, still unwilling to leave the woman alone.

[ Dani’s def Y/N’s comfort person ]

*Loud technical difficulty transition* Cut to a clip of the girls in the rehearsal room. Manon was challenging Lara to some dance off as they moved around frantically in the foreground of the video, but if you squinted and looked closer, you could catch something in the background.

As Megan taught Yoonchae and Sophia a specific part of the choreography, and Lara and Manon twerking their way towards the mirror. Y/N was enjoying a cool sip of water in the background. Matching with Lara, she was dressed in just a black bra and grey sweats that flashed the band of the boxers she was wearing. Her chest glistened with sweat, hair messy and disheveled as she scrolled through her phone.

Daniela eyed Y/N out the corner of her eye, feeling her head tune out Manon’s screechy voice. She watched Y/N’s chest heave as she caught her breath, running a hand through her own curls before standing from her cross-legged position on the floor. She jogged over to the older, reading the schedule Y/N had pulled up on her phone over her shoulder.

“Hey, stranger,” Daniela whispered, unable to earn a jump from Y/N as the older turned.

Her eyes widened and her expression brightened. She set down her bottle of water and slipped her phone back into her pocket. “Dani, I just found out about this perfect little nook around the block. There’s a shitload of books and they have a record section with this dainty little café, it’s perfect. I’ve been meaning to check out.”

Daniela chuckled, tucking her hair behind her ear, “Yeah?”

Y/N nodded, her hands resting on her hips. She glanced over at their members making the most of their five minute break. “Yeah, I was just checking the schedule to see when we’d have time to go. I think Yoonchae would really enjoy a nice quiet afternoon out of work and Sophia could use a nice croissant.”

Daniela was just disappointed just the slightest bit. She was hoping Y/N was implying they would leave together, but being the mother type she was, she couldn’t say she was surprised to hear Y/N meant to bring the girls too.

“Sounds perfect,” Daniela said softly, raising a hand to caress Y/N’s shoulder. “Hey, do y’know how to do the hip move?”

In the zoomed out camera shot focused on Manon and Lara, fans could tell Daniela was trying to learn a particular move in their choreography from Y/N. The older’s exposed torso flexed and glistened under the practice room’s fluorescent lights, as the younger ushered for Y/N to help her with the move closer.

[ Really? The main dancer—AKA Mini Shakira—of Katseye asking for help on a dance move? Dani’s not slick ]

*Loud technical difficulty transition* Cut to a clip of Manon on live at home with Y/N again, the roommates were having fun and engaging with fans before their door creaked open.

“Yeah, Y/N loves wearing these mini skirts. We have a matching pair of jean skirts with this buckle around the waist, it’s so cute.” Manon ranted, doing her mascara in the mirror behind the phone. “‘Who’s the stylist of the group?’, it’s most definitely Lara or Y/N. They pull off their styles so well.”

As Y/N was about to answer, the door to their room creaked open. Both their heads turned to eye Daniela, who sauntered into the room in a hoodie.

She approached Y/N, a leg thrusted over her hips before taking a seat on the older’s lap. Y/N cooed, wrapping her arms around Daniela’s waist as the younger hooked hers around the older’s neck. Manon shared a look with Y/N, before turning the camera just the slightest so the pair wouldn’t be in the centre of the screen. You could still see part of Y/N’s face, along with the two members’ bodies being glued together.

[ WHAT. THE. ACTUAL. F*CK. ]

“You okay, Dani?” Y/N asked softly, feeling the blonde nuzzle her nose into the crook of her neck further. “What’s up?”

Daniela just groaned, her grip around Y/N tightening, eyes squeezed shut. She felt the older’s chest vibrate as she hummed. The blonde was so engrossed in having her moment with her band mate, she hadn’t even noticed the camera still streaming their moment to everybody.

“Dani, we’re on live right now. Wanna go to your room?”

Manon cackled at the loud shriek Daniela let out, jumping off Y/N’s lap. The latter just laughed along with Manon at the Latina’s reaction, making sure she hadn’t hit her head when she fell down onto the floor.

“Oh my God, somebody said Dani might as well be Y/N’s shadow ‘cuz she never leaves her side.” Manon burst into absolute hysteria at the comment, leaning back to lie on the floor as she laughed. Y/N chuckled, leaning in to read the comments as well. Daniela was laid still on the floor offscreen, her head in her hands.

user01 move dani it’s my turn

user02 Dk which one of them I want to be rn

user03 ngl sitting in y/n’s lap would fix everything

user04 Dani forgot PR training for a sec

user05 I AM NOT NORMAL ABOUT THIS

“You guys are too much,” Y/N snickered as she skimmed the comments, “‘Y/N’s middle name must be wifi, the way Dani can’t live without her.’ is crazy, guys.”

Daniela finally mustered the courage to peel herself from the floor. Coming onscreen, she was blushing and sat between the two roommates as the comments flood with more teasing phrases about Daniela’s action.

user06 dani’s not even tryna hide it

user07 WHERE ARE MY DANN/N TRUTHERS

user08 Their PR team quaking rn

“Guys, I just needed a hug, okay? I would’ve done that to Manon if she was the one sitting closer to the door,” Daniela tried saving herself, her hands raising to touch her cheeks. They were hot to the touch, burning bright with shyness.

Manon raised an eyebrow, throwing the blonde a ‘really’ expression. “Y’know your big ass—big Pinocchio looking head is lying right now. You once said you would rather lick a public bathroom floor than be seen hugging me.”

“I never said that!” Daniela squeaked, “Manon, stop!”

Y/N rolled her eyes with a smile, leaning in to read the fans’ thoughts as the two argued in the back.

*Loud technical difficulty transition* Cut to a clip of Y/N talking on a solo live, the shot was zoomed in on a handful of necklaces around her neck.

As Y/N ranged on about producing some songs with Lara on their day off, the video editor zoomed in on the necklaces around Y/N’s neck. There were a couple thin chains and then some with charms, but one stood out with a big letter D.

[ Unless Y/N has a partner with the name D outside the group, this is a little sus ]

In another part of that live, there was a light blue friendship bracelet around her wrist. And the fans seemed to point out the familiar looking accessory from a Yoonchae and Daniela live a couple days ago.

“‘Y/N, are you matching bracelets with Dani?’ Oh, this old thing?” Y/N laughed, fondling with it around her wrist. “Dani’s mom got us a make your own bracelet kit when Katseye first moved in together as a housewarming gift. When Dani got sick one weekend and the others were home for the holidays, we watched movies and made bracelets. She made me this blue one and I made her a pink one. I don’t know if she still wears hers, but I don’t really take mine off.”

user01 Oh she def does not

user02 no n/n we saw it the other day!!

user03 It’s the only thing Dani wears on her left arm

user04 COUPLE BRACELETS! COUPLE BRACELETS!

“Oh, is it? Yeah, Dani and I spent that break together. My parents were away on vacation and hers had to reschedule ‘cuz of some stomach bug passing around the family.” Y/N thought back on that Thanksgiving, it was very fun being alone in the big Katseye dorm without the usual chaos. “Anyway. The Katz all have this necklace we got from Kate Spade. It’s this one.”

She picked the necklace out from her other ones, briefly flashing the ‘D’ necklace too.

user05 the d necklace is crazy

user06 Dani’s really staking her claim

user07 I HAVE NO ONE TO TALK TO ABT THIS

The screen suddenly flashes with screenshots from instagram pictures Daniela posted. Under her zip-up, you can see Y/N’s initial on a similar necklace.

[ And thus, Dann/n remains alive and healthy ]

[uchizana]

SIPS OF SERENDIPITY — lara raj

synopsis: on a saturday night, you and your group of friends decide to go to a bar to hang out. however, what at first seemed to be a boring night that you were eagerly anticipating its end, takes a 360° turn when a flirtatious stranger approaches you at the bar. (this is SO BAD maybe i'll change it later)

pairing: lara raj x fem reader

warnings: lara being a flirt, mentions of alcohol.

word count: 2.3k

a/n: i wrote this inspired by that video where a fan takes a picture with lara and she says "i've been watching you for a while. you're hot" and gives her a look WITH THE FAN'S BOYFRIEND BEING THE ONE RECORDING THE VIDEO...

— english isn't my first language so sorry if there are any grammar mistakes.

katseye masterlist.

you never wanted to be here, nestled in the pulsating heart of the bar club, a cacophony of laughter and music wrapping around you like an unwelcome embrace. if it were up to you, you’d be home—cozy on the couch with a blanket, a good movie streaming, and your favorite takeout keeping you company. yet here you are, a reluctant participant in your friends’ saturday night escapade, the weight of their enthusiasm smothering your reservations until you agreed, or rather, were convinced to agree.

your friends, buoyed by the excitement of the night, had already indulged in a round of drinks before you even finished your reluctant first. the table before you is a kaleidoscope of empty glasses and cups, some precariously stacked, threatening to topple over at any moment. your friends aren’t drunk, but their voices have risen—notes of silliness slipping into their banter, their laughter louder and more boisterous. you sit at the edge of the fun, halfway through your drink and feeling like a fish out of water.

as you absentmindedly sip, the revelry around you intensifies. then you feel it: yunjin's playful tug on your arm, her orange hair bouncing as she tilts her head, eyes sparkling with mischief under her glasses.

"hey, can you grab us some more drinks?" yunjin slurred slightly, a grin splitting her tipsy expression as she nudged you with her elbow. you raised your brow, twinges of grumpiness coursing through you. the thought of getting up and ordering more drinks when you were trying to blend into the background felt like a chore. but looking at her began to soften your resolve; she looked so cheerful, surrounded by laughter and warmth, a bright spark of joy that was hard to resist.

"have you girls already had your whole round of cocktails? didn't sakura unnie just go to the bar less than ten minutes ago?”

"come on, just go get us some drinks! I’m practically parched!" yunjin slurs slightly, nudging you with her elbow as she motions toward the bartender. there’s a playful glint in her tipsy eyes, and you roll your own, knowing there’s no escaping this request.

in truth, part of you wants to refuse. you were just beginning to enjoy the ambience—but then you glance back at your friends, all of them smiling and cheering as if sharing some inside joke that you’re not part of. biting your lip, you finally nod, caught in the moment of their enthusiasm.

“fine, i’ll go,” you say, rising reluctantly from your seat and to make your way to the bar.

a playful cheer erupted from yunjin as you turned to make your way towards the bar, the crowd parting like waves around you. you felt the rhythm of the music pulse beneath your feet, the buoyancy of the evening air wrapping around you. the bar itself was polished wood, reflecting flickering lights overhead, while the bartender maneuvered deftly, creating cocktails for patrons with a flourish.

arriving at the bar, you squeeze through clusters of people hugging the counter, their conversations blending into an unintelligible hum. you scan the drink menu, your mind pulling up their previous orders as you try to focus.

as you wait for the bartender to acknowledge your presence, your mind floats back to the table. you can hear yunjin and chaewon giggling like schoolgirls, chaewon's playful banter making yunjin erupt in boisterous laughter. however, when the bartender appears in front of you, you immediately divert your attention from your group of friends, politely giving him your drink order, both for you and your group, and making sure that there are two drinks for each of you so that you don't have to go back to the bar to order.

immediately.

in your peripheral vision, you catch movement. It’s a boy at the stool next to you, leaning back casually, one arm resting on the bar. he gives you an assessing look, cockiness radiating from him like heat from a fire.��

the guy leaning on the bar turned to you, flashing a grin that felt both charming and overly cocky. he had dark hair, tousled just enough to subtly suggest he didn’t care about his appearance, but his confidence oozed.

you simply turn your head and focus on the bartender, focusing on how he prepares the drinks you ordered, pouring the alcohol into the glasses and cutting fruits, refusing to give this guy the satisfaction.

“hey there,” he said smoothly, his grin stretching wide. “what’s a pretty girl like you doing alone? shouldn’t you be out there tearing up the dance floor?”

you rolled your eyes internally. “i’m just here getting drinks for my friends,” you replied flatly, trying your best to ignore his advances. flirting was tiresome, especially on a night like this.

“ah, friends. lucky them. just don’t be surprised if they try to steal you away from this place. you’re way too beautiful to stay in a joint like this.” he leaned in closer, invading your personal space. “... you should totally ditch them and join me. i mean, you deserve a night of fun.” his voice was syrupy and thick, the kind that made your skin crawl.

“sorry, i'm not interested.” you mumbled, trying to dismiss him by focusing on your drink order. but he didn’t take the hint.

“aw, come on! i’m just trying to be friendly. you must be new here.” he leaned closer, his voice dropping an octave. “but i’ve got to say, you’re stunning. you shouldn’t just be here getting drinks. you should be the center of attention.”

“look, i didn't come here to flirt. i just want to hang out with my friends and relax.” you repeat your disinterest, trying to emphasize your clear lack of desire to keep the conversation going. 

“come on, don’t be that way,” he said, leaning closer with a wink that made my skin crawl. “how about this—a drink on me? you can’t say no to that.”

“i'm not interested in you.” you say, sounding more direct than you want, surprising yourself. 

“alright, alright, i get it,” he said, raising his hands in mock surrender but lingering far too long. “just thought i’d tell you—you’re stunning and deserve someone who actually looks at you the way you should be looked at.” another wink, and he finally got up, strutting away like he’d just made the best conquest.

feeling a twinge of annoyance, you rolled your eyes and turned back to the bartender. the guy was clearly full of himself, but thankfully just before you could come up with a proper retort, he waved goodbye, leaving with a last cheeky wink and compliment that only made you curse under your breath.

“ugh,” you muttered to yourself, shaking your head. just when you thought the night couldn't get worse, it unfolded into an entire new encounter.

someone is standing next to you again, and you stiffen, thinking it’s the boy again. but when you turn, you're met with the sight of a stunning girl—wine red hair cascading down her shoulders, her pink dress a vivid splash of color against the dim backdrop of the club. she smirks at you, a delightful laughter escaping her lips as she takes in your surprised expression.

“wow, that was quite the face you made,” she teases, clearly finding amusement in your previous experience. the blush that had just begun to fade surges back to your cheeks, this time from embarrassment mixed with unexpected intrigue. “didn’t mean to catch you off guard. you okay?”

“i—... uh, yes,” you stuttered, trying to regain composure but failing miserably. “i just—sorry, i thought you were someone else.”

 “don’t mind me; i just couldn’t help but notice the whole ‘poor girl having to deal with that guy’ vibe. and i’m sorry, but if he was trying to flirt with you, he clearly missed the mark.”

you can’t help the small chuckle that escapes your lips, shyness creeping back in as you adjust your posture. “yeah, it was... interesting,” you reply, your voice a touch hesitant.

she giggles, a sound that feels like a gentle embrace against the bar’s chaos. “i’m lara,” she introduces herself, her confidence as alluring as her smile. “and i have to admit: that guy is a disaster. honestly, i don’t blame him. i saw you across the bar and thought, ‘wow, that girl is beautiful.’”

something inside you stirs at her compliment, something warmer, a flutter of surprise that sends heat rushing to your cheeks.

“i’ve been wanting to say that,” she continues, unabashedly. “and, not to be too forward, but i think you’re hot.” the directness in her words catches you off guard.

you stand there, much like a statue, caught in your awkward disbelief. you can’t quite rationalize it; you’ve heard compliments from friends, but something about the sincerity in her words, her direct gaze, makes you feel a mix of shy and exhilarated.

“and your dress? absolutely stunning. that dress is perfect on you by the way.”

electricity dances on your skin, and you can hardly keep your composure under her attention. flirting with someone like this—someone beautiful and confident—feels as exhilarating as it is terrifying.

“it’s just something i found,” you murmur, acutely aware of the warmth creeping up your neck. she’s so direct, so unabashed.

“just something you found?” she laughs, shaking her head as if she can’t believe her ears. “no way. you’re too hot for ‘just found’. you should be strutting down a runway somewhere. you're stunning.”

the music thumps around you, pulsating with a life of its own, but you feel the world fading into background noise. you’re focused on lara, her hazel eyes sparkling beneath the neon lights.

“thanks,” you said, a breathy laugh escaping your lips. there was something captivating about her. “i’m not sure how much stunning really applies when you’re just standing here awkwardly.”

“oh, don’t sell yourself short. look at that! you wear it like a queen.” the way she spoke was disarming, and you could feel the air around you thicken with intrigue.

another moment of sweet silence passed as you tried to collect yourself, the air around you charged with a fluttering tension. the next thing you knew, she was reaching into her purse, pulling out a tube of lip gloss with practiced ease. “here, let me give you something.” much to your curiosity, she scribbled her number on a cocktail napkin and slid it toward you.

“write to me when you have time,” she said, flashing a coy smile that made it difficult to look anywhere else. “i’d love to take you out for a drink sometime.”

just as you were about to respond, the bartender finally arrived, setting down the drinks you’d ordered alongside lara’s. the moment was interrupted, a slice of reality cutting in as you instinctively glanced at the napkin before meeting lara’s gaze again.

the sudden rush of adrenaline made you dizzy. it was surreal, and part of you feared you might wake up from this enchanting moment at any moment. you blinked up at her, feeling like you needed to pick your words carefully before stumbling through a response. but she was already rising from her stool, and before being devoured by the crowd, lara gives you one last smile. “remember, beautiful!” she winks, her figure already dissolving into the crowd as she walks away, leaving you stunned.

the napkin feels fragile in your hand, an undeniable swirl of emotions roiling in your chest. you’re breathless, a light blush staining your cheeks as you tuck the napkin into your bag, hardly believing what just happened.

when you returned to your table, chaewon was the first to notice your absence. “what took you so long? did that guy keep you for that long?” she teased, waggling her eyebrows suggestively.

“just a... conversation,” you replied, trying to brush off the embarrassment. 

you shot a glance back at where lara disappeared, a smile irrepressibly tugging at your lips. you could feel kazuha’s knowing gaze on you, raised eyebrows and a smirk playing on her lips, as if she could see right through your excitement.

“or maybe it was a girl,” she said lightly, her tone inquisitive but gentle.

you felt the color rush to your cheeks. “what? No, of course not,” you lied, unable to completely mask the surprise in your voice.

“oh my god, was it that hot redhead? was she flirting with you?” yunjin asks, her tone of voice being louder than the music in the place. you immediately felt the need to cover her mouth with your hand, being more than sure that wherever lara was right now, she surely heard yunjin's voice. 

chaewon perked up, wise to every nuance. “wait, was it that gorgeous one? the one who was all over you at the bar?”

kazuha shoots you a knowing look, her smirk grasping the implications as she bites back a laugh.

you can feel your cheeks burn as you stammer, “uh, well, she was just—”

“oh, please! just tell us everything!” yunjin exclaims, elbowing you playfully.

“nothing happened! it was just—” you start, but kazuha is already shaking her head, a teasing smile creeping across her face. you can see that she knows better.

“i’m not gonna press you, but that napkin in your bag tells a different story…” kazuha’s words tease like sparks, igniting your cheeks again.

you had no rebuttal, and instead chose to pick at your drink, your mind racing with a cocktail of thoughts and emotions. you could still see the gleam in lara’s eyes, her contagious laughter echoing like a melody.

maybe the night wasn’t so bad after all. you felt a flicker of hope as you pushed your drink away, the napkin weighing heavier than it should in your bag—a small token of what might blossom from tonight. you could almost hear lara’s laughter echo in your mind, and it seemed far more intoxicating than any drink.

it might not have been the typical night out at the bar. but as the warmth of your friends mingled with the thrill of possibility, in the midst of laughter and embraces, you felt ready to explore something entirely new—something that promised to take you beyond the familiar. you couldn’t help but imagine what might unfold if you dared to step outside your comfort zone.

[lara4eclipze]

» love loop

sypnosis -» love is like a cycle no one can escape , you love you get love then that very love is broken , what if you just can't take it anymore

warnings-» angst, suicide, swearing, depression, both reader and lara die in here, established relationship (bestfriends) , lara had feelings for reader

talks -» im trying to experiment with my writing soo idrk how well this will do, also i know this is a very dark thing so please do scroll away if your very uhm sensitive to this topic

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

you didnt know where you went so wrong-were you unlovable? nothing ever lasted nothing ever will, here you were again sobbing to your pillow

tears blur your eyes as you try to think clearly but you couldn't - your girlfriend has just broken up with you due to reasons you thought was so stupid

good things don't last they say yet cant you just have one thing to yourself for once? - its always you giving out love and never receiving any back

every moment felt like you were burning alive - knowing you will never find anyone that can actually love you till end of time

your phone rings with notifications every few seconds - from friends and family alike , they asked if you were alright

you couldn't respond cause you knew that you'd just end up lying - telling them yet again that you were alright and that you were just not feeling well

lara, your best friend has been calling you for the past 30 minutes - yet your hands seemed to fail every time you tried to reach for your phone and answer it

she didn't deserve to hear you sob for the maybe hundredth time this year about how you were unlovable and how you felt like you'll never meet the right person

lara felt like breaking down every time she saw you cry , just hearing your broken sobs made her die , knowing how much she can treat you way better but she didn't want to admit to you how much she really loved you

your mind was fogged over with hatred and depression nothing was worth living anymore , you slowly stood up and made your way to your balcony

the city lights faded beautifully , some blurred by your unshed tears , your hands shakily held the railings

"I'm sorry" you whisper , what were you sorry for? lara you both made a truce to never give up and always have each others back

you close your eyes and let the memories flood in , yet all of the good ones were with her with lara , it broke your heart that you didnt even talk to her before getting to this specific point

yet as you open your eyes you lift yourself up and stood on the railing , you took a quick look below you seeing no one you did it

you jumped, closing your eyes as the world around you faded into an inaudible sound, then everything was black as tears finally fell out of your eyes

this was it right? this was the end

lara drives to your apartment alarmed that you haven't responded to her calls , that's until she sees you lifeless on the cold pavement your head bleeding from what she can guess is impact of your fall

she runs out of her car quickly huddling your body trying to shake you to wake up or even show any signs of living

"y/n wake up! , don't leave me! shit don't do this to me please" she screams , she slowly started seeing the life drain out of your body , your hands got colder as your skin turned pale

as paramedics and police got to the place lara couldn't bring her self to let go of your body , she hugged you tightly regretting how late she got to your place

she wished that she just went even 20 minutes earlier , maybe just maybe she could've saved you , she could have held you for just a moment longer , she could wipe your tears away and replace it with your sickening sweet smile

days passed and none of those days did lara not sob her self to sleep, anytime she closed her eyes all she can see was you crying and begging her to help you

it was like a nightmare haunting her every night , any moment by then lara would've crumbled , yet she just wanted to see you one last time and feel your arms wrap around her just one more time

lara stood before the very same balcony you have leaped from , its like a sick play just the way you were sobbing lara was too, she wore your clothes trying to smell the comfort you bring to her life

"i want us to be together y/n , wait for me" lara mutters as she places herself above the railings , she closes her eyes and hugs herself leaping

her worries were washed away , all lara could see was you smiling at her , and as her body hits the floor all she could do was smile , she was finally gonna be with you

all lara could think about was you , even in her final moment all she wanted was you

[yunazxxx]

more toxic megan and lara whennnnn 🙏

pairing ≫ lara raj x megan skiendiel

content warnings ≫ toxic relationship , lara's really manipulative , bsf!reader and manon , jealous!lara , more miscommunications , manhandling , hate sex , lara's really rough with her , established relaionship (girlfriends) , toxic ass relationship , they’re both kinda toxic though, make up sex , g!p megan ,, etc

word count ≫ a little over 2k

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"you shouldn't invite her" the brunette spoke from her closet while she was getting dressed, the ginger looked over at her other friend for words of advice while a drafted message sat between her and her girlfreind, lara.

"(y/n), what should i do?" megan asked, with a pout on her face "it's not a good idea, but you do what you feel is right, we don't control you" and she just nodded. she sent the text and went and got dressed, manon came from the closet and began doing her makeup while you finished your hair.

this basically was a recurring process between those two, megan would get invited to somewhere or there would be a party or celebration happening, or maybe just an outing and she would contemplate inviting lara because of how the older would act.

see, lara would normally be so lovey-dovey with her girlfriend, as she should be of course, but it was almost at random that lara would have her moments. megan would always apologize, and beg at lara's feet for forgiveness but this time that didn't happen.

after megan sent this text, it was almost in a instant she got a reply from lara saying she'd be there. megan didn't check her phone until she was in the car, getting ready to drive off. she only replied with an "okay", before driving off to their destination.

a small while later, they arrived, as they drove up, they saw an all too familiar car also drive into the parking lot. windows tinted, with pink undertones, the red metalic glistened outside from the street lights. once the door opened, emerged a slender red haired woman with her black shades on, with what looked to be a full leather outfit.

megan looked out and her mouth was open, lara looked so etheral, it made megan crave the older but she was still "mad" at her. manon pulled the ginger's attention to something else, getting out of the car and going inside, that is.

once the group got inside, manon kept megan's attention on everything else but while they were talking, she could smell the intoxicating perfume the indian woman wore when she passed her. megan felt herself gettng pulled by somthing, no matter what she tried, she couldn't not think about lara.

she was unsure if it was the alcohol that was dragging towards the dancing woman, but here she was, all over lara and dancing with her. it felt like she was on acid the lara's touch made her feel, it was much more than the alcohol.

lara walked away for a bit, going somewhere but megan didn't know. when lara returned she saw some girl all over megan, dancing and kissing on the ginger. they were in a "break" or post-argument barely talking stage, the pair was so on and off no one really knew when they actually were together.

but lara couldn't understand why seeing this made her feel so, angry? she pulled megan off the girl, "back the fuck up" lara said after the girl looked at her funny, she pulled her drunk girlfriend to a private room.

megan wasn't sloppy drunk, or even incoherently drunk, yeah she was a lightweight but she barely drunk anything. "what the fuck was that back there?" lara asked, yelling at the girl while the muffled music blasted through the walls.

megan sat on the bed and sighed, "are you seriously doing this right now?" and lara looked appaled, "the fuck do you mean 'right now'? i just saw some bitch all over my girlfriend and you, the girlfriend, didn't do shit about it"

megan mocked lara as she talked, her hands mimicking a mouth moving as the older yelled, that was before lara grabbed mega's cheeks, squeezing them together. "stop. fucking. playing with me megan!" the redhead yelled at her, each word that came out her grip got tighter.

she let go and megan said six words she never thought she'd hear out of the girl's mouth, "i hate you so fucking much." megan said lowly, now spraled out on the bed from when lara threw her back, "oh you hate me?" lara said, looking at the ginger, "fucking look at me and say it."

by this point of the conversation, manon and megan's other friends began looking for the ginger, after they spoke to the girl who said megan went somewhere with lara. they looked around, almost helplessly due to the dark lighting in the area.

that was until they passed a room, where they could hear their friend yelling, "i hate you lara! don't you understand that?" but they didn't hear a reply back. the group stood at the door, expecting to hear anything but it was just silence.

when megan had yelled this, she was face to face with lara, all the older girl did was pull her into a kiss, one different from the last one they shared. it was one filled with lust, need, and anger. a lot of anger filled that kiss from both ends.

overtime they're kiss grew heated, lara's hands moving on megan's body, pulling the younger's jacket off, and throwing it somewhere while her hands moved down to megan's waist, pulling her body closer. the ginger moaned into the kiss, allowing lara's tongue to slip in.

they broke apart the kiss for air, hurriedly undressing themselves. megan dropped to her knees in front of lara, and lined her tongue to lara's clit, and began sucking on it. lara grabbed a fistful of megan's hair, moving the younger girl exactly where she needed her.

"shit baby..." lara moaned, her head falling back from the pleasure megan brought her. megan moaned against lara's clit, tasting her arousal on her tongue pulling back with a sline of the slime from lara.

the way the older girl tasted made megan feel like she was in another universe, she pushed her head further, making her tongue reach lara's cunt. she point her tongue and pushed it inside of lara. se made the older girl twitch, her moans growing louder.

"w-wait, fuck" lara said before she came, but megan contniued eating her out, quickly getting pussy drunk. "m-megan, baby, hold on" she said and megan pulled off, a pout on her face, "mmh?" she said, her brown puppy-like eyes looking up at lara.

the older girl picked her up and tossed her on the couch that was behind her, "we're gonna do this my way now" the redhead sighed against megan's neck, she bit and kissed at megan's neck, sucking hard enough to make a hickey, plenty of those.

megan whined, griding against lara's thigh while she marked her, lara could feel her trying to gain some friction so she laid her body againt megan's, to where megan could feel her directly against her clothed cock.

"p-please.." megan begged, did she know for what? yes, but no at the same time. there was something about pissing lara off, the arguing then the sex after that would drive megan insane, that made her brain almost complete mush.

lara straddled the girl’s waist, her dripping heat landing directly on megan’s erection. her face was flushed red, she was embarrassed to say the least.

megan squirmed under lara while the older took her time, teasing megan, scratching her using her nails. “oh you poor thing” she said, before smiling.

she removed megan’s belt while sliding her hands inside her jeans, on top of the ginger’s boxer briefs. megan’s hips bucked, a wet spot formed where her tip was, her precum leaking out. lara pulled her into another kiss, laughing against the ginger's lips each time she shuddered.

while the kiss grew deeper, lara pulled megans cock from her boxers and pants, gently stroking the girl. lara broke the kiss, biting her lip and looking into the needy big brown eyes of her sub, kissing her neck while she began stroking her with a decent pace.

megan moaned, her hands holding lara's wrists, moving her hands, trying to make the older go faster. lara retracted her hand after a while, megan whining until lara started kissing down her body and removing her clothes in the same motion.

megan became like a puppet, a doll of some sort. she laid there, allowing lara to do what she wanted, lara moved down her body, meeting up with her boxer briefs which were uncomfortably tight around her cock.

"m-mmh please, touch me" megan begged, her hips failing to stay still. lara looked up at her, “shh baby, don’t wanna draw attention here” she said as the music from outside continued to bam against the walls of the room.

after megan was completely nude, lara took her time playing with her cute cock, loving how neatly taken care of megan was. she took her time, sucking the younger girl off, hollowing her cheeks as she took her deeper.

megan groaned, not knowing what to do with her hands, lara pulled her out and chuckled, “put them on my head baby” and she took her back down her throat, megan followed lara’s instructions and began slowly fucking lara’s throat.

“fuck fuck..” megan moaned out, lara’s warm wet mouth made her feel like she was in another world, the way her tongue slid along every inch.

megan began twitching inside of lara’s mouth, but lara pulled out. “ah ah, not yet” and megan complained but a slap came across her face, making her hold her cheek, leaving her face red.

“don’t try that with me baby, you know better” lara said before straddling the younger’s waist again, this time lining her cunt up with megan’s tip.

megan used all of her might not to cum, seeing the bulge in lara’s stomach made her feel so much closer though. “don’t fucking cum yet” lara said, pressing her hands on megan’s throat but due to the pressure, megan came.

spilling hot ropes of her cum deep inside of the woman above her, “fucking hell” lara said, gritting her teeth. getting off of megan, “w-wait please” megan said, whining. lara looked at her, she looked so disappointed?

megan pleaded with lara to go again once again, she wanted to make her older member cum so badly. lara sighed, giving in, which she hated so badly that she could easily give into megan’s begging.

the younger girl was on top of lara this time, in a missionary position, she held lara’s waist while she slowly thrusted, “don’t you fucking tease me” lara sighed out, she got tighter from how big megan was and the obvious need she had from hearing how megan was begging for her.

megan picked up a nice rhythm, one that made lara dig into megan’s back with her nails, “shit.. baby” lara moaned under her. megan sped up, their skin began slapping together, lara wrapped her legs around the ginger’s waist.

megan fully laid on lara, pushing herself deeper inside of her. lara screamed out megan’s name as she came, making megan have a smug look on her face, lara’s eyes were hooded while megan continued.

“‘m c-cumming” the ginger woman whimpered as her thrusts became sloppier by the second, lara clenched around her, and bit her shoulder, bringing megan over the edge.

she emptied her cum inside of lara, the older girl twitching as she was filled. megan pulled out after a small while, but they had to hurry and get dressed.

lara took the ginger girl out of the bedroom, where they came across manon and megan’s other friends. “what the fuck!” manon exclaimed, “where were you??” she asked, pulling megan from lara.

“i was with herrr” megan said, her cheeks so flushed and the fresh after sex hair spoke more than what manon needed to know.

manon sighed looking at the red haired woman, which she only shrugged. manon let megan go with lara, which she didn’t exactly have that choice since it was damn near impossible to keep the two away from each other.

[castdust]

big baby.

✩ pairing : daniela avanzini x 7th-member!reader

✩ about : Y/N teaching Daniela how to ice skate

✩ genre : fluff

✩ warning: none

✩ a/n : this is kinda based on a true story :p | 975 words

♫ playing : santa doesn’t know you like i do by sabrina carpenter

It was the first week of Katseye’s Christmas break and the girls had been planning and preparing for their upcoming trip back to their hometowns except for Y/N and Daniela. The two of them had already visited their families earlier of the week.

So it was just going to be the two of them inside the dorm room, but luckily Y/N already had plans for them so that they wouldn’t be that bored for the upcoming holiday.

Some activities may Daniela not like, just like they’re about to be doing now.

The rink was alive with the sounds of laughter, the scrape of blades against ice, and the occasional thud of someone losing their balance. Daniela clutched Y/N’s arm tightly as they moved, her knees wobbling riskily.

“I swear, Y/N, if you let me fall, I will haunt you,” she muttered, half-joking but with genuine panic in her voice.

Y/N laughed, her voice warm and teasing. “Relax, Dani. I’ve got you. Trust me.”

Daniela shot her a look. “That’s what you said five minutes ago, and I nearly face-planted.”

“You didn’t, though,” Y/N said with a grin. “Because I caught you. Always do.”

That shut Daniela up—though it wasn’t out of trust. It was the way Y/N said it, with this quiet confidence that sent a strange flutter through her chest.

After a few more shaky laps around the rink, Daniela began to relax slightly. “Okay, maybe this isn’t so bad,” she admitted, a smile tugging at her lips.

“See? Told you,” Y/N said proudly, skating backward in front of her like it was the easiest thing in the world.

“Show-off,” Daniela muttered, but there was no heat in it.

Feeling emboldened, Y/N grinned mischievously. “Alright, you’re ready for the advanced stuff. Hop on my back.”

Daniela froze. “You’re joking.”

“Do I look like I’m joking?” Y/N asked, turning and kneeling slightly.

“Yes,” Daniela said flatly, but Y/N just wiggled her eyebrows in response.

With a reluctant sigh, Daniela carefully climbed onto Y/N’s back, her arms wrapping around Y/N’s shoulders. “If you drop me, Y/N…”

“You’ve already threatened to haunt me once tonight,” Y/N said, laughing. “I get it, Dani. I’ve got you.”

They glided across the ice, Y/N surprisingly steady even with Daniela clinging to her. For a moment, it was perfect—Y/N’s laughter filling the air, Daniela’s nervous giggles mixing in.

But then, it happened.

Daniela shifted slightly, trying to adjust her grip. It threw off their balance, and Y/N’s skate caught a rough patch of ice. The world tilted, and in the next instant, both of them were tumbling down.

Y/N twisted instinctively, her arms wrapping around Daniela as they hit the ice.

“Oof!” Daniela landed softly against Y/N’s chest, her heart racing. “Are you okay?!”

Y/N winced, her face scrunching up in pain. “Yeah, yeah. Just… my arm.”

Daniela scrambled to her feet, panic flickering in her eyes. “Oh my God, Y/N, I’m so sorry! I—”

“Relax, Dani,” Y/N said through gritted teeth, cradling her arm. “I’m fine.”

“You are not fine!” Daniela shot back, kneeling beside her. “Come on, let’s get you off the ice.”

Once they were seated on a nearby bench, Daniela inspected Y/N’s arm with the intensity of a medic on a battlefield. “You’re not bleeding, but I think you might’ve sprained it.”

“I told you, I’m fine,” Y/N said, though the way she winced as Daniela gently prodded her arm suggested otherwise.

“You’re such a liar,” Daniela muttered. She grabbed a nearby towel, wrapping it around Y/N’s arm for makeshift support.

Y/N groaned. “This is unnecessary.”

Daniela shot her a glare. “You caught me when I fell. You hurt your arm because of me. The least I can do is take care of you.”

Y/N blinked, caught off guard by the softness in Daniela’s voice. She looked down, her cheeks tinting pink. “It’s not your fault, Dani. I wanted to catch you. I’d do it again.”

Daniela paused, her hands stilling. There was something in the way Y/N said it—so genuine, so vulnerable.

“Y/N…”

“Don’t,” Y/N interrupted, her tone lighter now, though her ears were bright red. “If you’re about to get all sappy on me, I’ll start charging for lessons.”

Daniela rolled her eyes, the moment broken but her chest still warm. “You’re the worst,” she said, but the words were soft, almost affectionate.

As she adjusted the makeshift sling around Y/N’s arm, Y/N let out a dramatic whimper.

“Oh, come on,” Daniela said, exasperated. “It’s not that bad.”

“It hurts!” Y/N protested, pouting.

“You are such a big baby,” Daniela said, laughing despite herself.

“Excuse me, I saved your life!”

“You saved me from a mild tumble,” Daniela corrected, shaking her head. “And now you’re acting like you broke your arm.”

Y/N gave her a pointed look. “It feels broken.”

Daniela smirked, leaning closer. “Then maybe I should just leave you here to defend for yourself, huh?”

“Rude,” Y/N muttered, though her lips quirked up in a smile.

For a moment, they just looked at each other, the teasing fading into something quieter, something that made Daniela’s heart race all over again.

“Thanks,” Y/N said softly, her gaze steady. “For taking care of me.”

Daniela felt her cheeks heat up. She looked away, muttering, “Yeah, well, someone’s gotta deal with you.”

Y/N chuckled, but the sound was warm, almost tender.

As they left the rink that night, Y/N still cradling her arm and Daniela still scolding her for being dramatic, the air between them felt different. Lighter, but also heavier—like something unspoken had passed between them.

And maybe, just maybe, Daniela didn’t mind falling after all.

[maevebabyy]

CONFIDENT

lara raj x fem reader

a/n - part 2 to push n pull, there’ll be a third part to this LMAOO

wc - 2.5k

a piercing squeal rang through your car as your best friend, sophia, dramatically placed her hand over her mouth, almost choking on the guyabano juice she was sipping on.

“jesus! i’m gonna crash the car, soph!” 

“sorry,” the filipina covered her mouth again, her eyes wide with excitement and surprise. “it’s just– she said what?”

you took a deep breath, gripping the steering wheel a little tighter. “...that i must be really good with my fingers.”

sophia’s jaw dropped once more, bursting into laughter shortly after, setting her juice down into the cup holder. “oh my god, that’s so bold! what’d you reply with?”

you could feel yourself turn into a tomato, recalling the way lara had leaned in closer when she said it. “i mean, i didn’t know how to respond! i was caught off guard! i kinda just said… yeah and nodded?’

“yeah and nodded?” sophia echoed, shaking her head in disbelief. “that’s your big move? what are you, a middle schooler? you could have played it up! ‘oh, you think i’m good with my fingers? wanna find out?’”

“what if she really just meant that i was good with my fingers in like a guitar way though!” you countered, trying to defend yourself. “i don’t wanna just assume that lara swings like that.”

sophia rolled her eyes, a playful smirk on her face. “girl, if she’s leaning in that close like you said, she’s definitely not just talking about your guitar skills.”

“soph, can we not?” you groaned, swatting her arm playfully with your free hand, “this isn’t a rom-com.”

the older girl laughed, leaning back in her seat. “but it totally could be! can you imagine? ‘coming this june: two girls, one guitar, and a whole lot of sexual tension!’”

you couldn’t help but giggle at the thought, your best friend was too unserious. “june? seriously? and god, it was a mistake telling you this, you’re making everything so suggestive!”

there was a moment of silence as you focused on the road, the gentle hum of the car filling the space. then, sophia’s tone shifted, more earnest now. “but really, you need to be more confident, y/n.”

you raise your brow, humming lightly in response, “where’d this come from?”

the filipina grins once more, “as your best friend, with my amazing intuition, i’m telling you right now, y/n. you’ve got a really good chance with lara.”

“and what makes you say that, soph?”

“I’m telling you, best friend things.” 

you shoot her a skeptical look, but she continued, her enthusiasm infectious. “seriously! there’s definitely a spark there if everything you’ve told me is true. just be more confident! just be a little flirty and reciprocate the energy, especially when we’re in south korea!”

“south korea?” you raise an eyebrow, laughter escaping you. “how am i supposed to be flirty when i can barely talk around her?’

sophia waved her hand dismissively, her confidence unwavering. “that’s because you’re a hopeless gay, but!” she said, popping the but, “that’s why you have me!”

you shake your head at the playful jab, chuckling lightly. “gee. thanks for the vote of confidence, soph.”

“anytime, y/n.” the older girl laughs, sipping on her guyabano juice once more. “but seriously, just flirt a bit more, it doesn't hurt to tread the waters a bit.”

you hum in response, nodding your head to sophia’s words. the idea of being flirty, especially with lara, felt like a huge jump, but maybe that was exactly what you needed.

with the trip to korea as part of mission two on the horizon, you imagined the possibilities there. maybe you would listen to sophia– after all, what was the worst that could happen?

-

as you stepped into lotte world, the vibrant atmosphere wrapped around you like a warm embrace. the air buzzed with laughter and excitement, the colourful lights of the rides making themself prominent. you glanced around, taking in the sights: families with cotton candy, friends squealing on roller coasters, and couples taking selfies against the backdrop of the stunning castle at the centre of the park.

you couldn’t believe you were actually here, yoonchae made a passing comment about how she wanted to go to lotte world with the rest of dream academy to pd bang, and here you were– actually at lotte world.

you’re pulled out of your thoughts as you hear one of the dream academy supervisors telling you girls to gather up so you could be split into groups.

once everyone was gathered, the supervisor began assigning groups. “you’ll each have some time to explore, take pictures, and enjoy the rides. just make sure to check in around halfway, so around 2 hours!”

your heart skipped a beat when you found out you’d be in a group with lara, sophia, megan, yoonchae, daniela, and manon. it felt like the universe had conspired to create the perfect scenario.

sophia nudged you playfully, “someone got lucky.” she whispered, a teasing smile on her face.

you couldn’t fight the small grin that appeared on your features, excitement bubbling inside you. being in the same group as lara during your day at lotte world was a complete godsend. as the supervisor wrapped up the instructions, your gaze wandered off to lara, who already had her eyes on you. she gave you a small smile, almost smirking at the way your eyes widened when you caught her gaze.

“let’s go explore!” daniela exclaimed, already pulling out her phone to capture the moment. the group erupted in agreement, and you fell into step beside lara as everyone began to move. 

“where to first?” sophia asked, bouncing on her heels.

“let’s hit the roller coaster first!” manon suggested.

“you sure you can handle that though?” daniela teased.

“please, i thrive on adrenaline,” manon shot back with gusto. 

the roller coaster, a massive structure twisting and turning against the sky, loomed ahead. as you approached, the thrill in the air intensified. the line moved quickly, and before you knew it, you were strapping yourself into the seat beside lara. your heart raced, a mix of anticipation and definitely not because you were so close to lara. 

as the coaster climbed higher, you could feel your stomach drop. you glanced at lara, who was practically bouncing in her seat. how was she so excited? you were about to pass out from the thought of the drop. 

you swallowed hard, the ascent feeling endless. the clattering of the tracks was nearly drowned out by your heartbeat. with one final lurch, the coaster crested the peak and paused for a heartbeat that felt like an eternity.

then, without warning, you plummeted down, the rush of air hitting you like a wave. lara screamed, but her laughter quickly followed– it was very different from you, who was holding on to dear life as you feared for your own life. 

when the ride finally came to a halt, you stumbled out of your seat, breathless and a little winded. “never doing that again…”

lara was doubled over with laughter, her hair tousled from the ride. “you survived! that’s a win!” she said, flashing you a grin that sent your heart racing again. damn, you couldn’t catch a break, could you?

“i think i need a moment you replied, leaning against the railing to steady yourself. the thrill had been exhilarating, but you weren’t sure you were quite ready for another round just yet.

“c’mon y/n!, we’re just getting started!” manon exclaimed, pulling out her phone. “let’s get a group photo!”

as the others gathered around, you couldn’t help but admire the way lara’s eyes sparkled with excitement. when she stepped closer to fit into the frame, your heart skipped again. you leaned in, acting casually, and have a quick smile for the camera as if the butterflies in your stomach weren’t going crazy.

“okay, one, two… cheese!” megan announced, capturing the moment. everyone laughed as they struck silly poses, but you felt a rush of warmth as you noticed lara leaning slightly closer, as if wanting to be part of your space.

“what’s next?” yoonchae asked.

at the korean girl’s question, sophia clapped her hands together, “teacups!” 

with no objections, the filipina girl started dragging everyone toward the spinning ride.

honestly, the thought of spinning in circles again made your stomach churn slightly. but the way lara’s eyes lit up at the idea made it hard to resist.

as the group made its way to the teacup ride, you listened in on the group’s conversation. the lighthearted banter making good background noise as you were trying to steady your beating heart.

once at the ride, the vibrant colours of the teacups spun around you, each one more colourful than the last. “ooh, let’s go for that one!” lara suggested.

“sure, let’s go.” you agreed, pointing to a cup adorned in vivid yellows and pinks.

you both climbed in, with lara settled opposite of you so that the weight could be evenly distributed. before you could grab the wheel in the middle, lara beat you to it, a mischievous grin on her face.

“looks like you’re at my mercy now,” lara teased, her fingers already spinning the wheel, the ride starting to move.

“oh no, what have i done?” you laughed, trying to keep your balance as the cup began to spin faster.

the colours blurred around you as lara twisted the wheel with enthusiasm, her laughter mixing with yours. you couldn’t help but feel a thrill, even as your stomach turned slightly from the spinning. “okay, okay! slow down a bit!” you called out, but she just grinned wider.

“not a chance!” she replied, clearly enjoying the chaos.

when the ride finally slowed and came to a stop, you stumbled out, feeling slightly disoriented but better than when you got off the rollercoaster. “you’re absolutely sick” you joked, clutching your stomach. 

“i don’t regret anything.” lara giggled, stepping off the ride as well.

with two rides done, the group decided to take a break and grab some snacks. as you walked over to a nearby stall selling cotton candy, you could feel lara’s presence beside you. “getting cotton candy?”

you nodded as response, “yeah, i mean, it’s practically a rule when you’re at an amusement park, right?”

“well, if we’re going by rules, we gotta hit up the haunted house next.” lara grinned.

“sure,” you chuckle, “but try getting the others to say yes to that”

you offer lara a piece of your cotton candy, scanning the crowd. “actually, where is everyone else?” you wondered, noticing that the group somehow drifted apart.

lara shrugged, her mouth full of sugar, “probably off taking pictures or getting more food. let’s just go!’

against your better judgement, you agreed to lara, not wanting to miss out on a chance on actually getting some alone time with her. 

as you approached the haunted house, the dark, ominous facade loomed before you. the creepy sounds and flickering lights creating an eerie atmosphere.

“hm, i don’t think it’ll be that bad” you say genuinely.

“famous last words.” lara giggled.

you weren’t joking though, having sophia as your best friend meant that you’d also deal with her interesting fondness for haunted experiences, making you somewhat resistant to haunted houses.

the line moved quickly, and you two were already stepping side the haunted house. the dimly lit entrance was lined with cobwebs, and the air was thick with an unsettling chill and fog. as you went further in, the sounds of eerie whispers and creaking wood surrounded you.

“okay, this is kinda creepy,” you said, trying to sound brave as a particularly loud bang echoed from the depths of the house. 

lara laughed, nudging you with her shoulder. “what happened to being all tough and brave?”

you chuckled, trying to brush off the nerves. “well, i might need a little backup. you know, just in case a ghost decides to jump out at me.”

“oh, is that what you’re hoping for?” she teased, her voice playful yet laced with a hint of something deeper. “to get spooked and have me save you?”

“maybe,” you said, glancing at her with a soft smile. feeling bold, you say your next words, thankful for whatever deity above that you didn't trip over your own words. 

“but i was thinking more along the lines of a rescue where you pull me close and i, uh, ‘thank’ you later.”

lara stopped in her tracks, her eyes widening with surprise before a grin spread across her face, a light blush dusting across her cheeks as well. “damn, okay y/n, i wasn’t expecting that from you.”

a small grin appears on your face as you watch as lara shakes her head, giggling at your comment.

as you moved deeper into the haunted house, you found yourself brushing against her more frequently. each flicker of light seemed to bring you closer, your shoulders occasionally bumping together as you navigated the tight corridors.

“okay, that’s just a prop,” lara said, pointing at a creepy skeleton hanging from the wall. “but i’d rather– AH!”

just then, a loud blood curdling scream echoed from nearby, causing you to flinch but makes lara jump slightly and yelp.

without thinking, you pull lara closer, wrapping your arm around her waist. the warmth of her body against yours sent a rush of adrenaline through you, eclipsing the fear of the haunted house.

just as quickly as you pulled lara closer though, you let go right away, afraid to have crossed some boundaries.

you felt your heart race as you pulled away, suddenly acutely aware of the closeness you’d just shared. “sorry, i just kinda did it on instinct,” you said, trying to play it cool, but the heat in your cheeks betrayed you.

lara chuckled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “no need to apologize. i mean, who wouldn’t want to be saved by a sturdy hero like you?”

your breath caught at her choice of words. “oh, so you think i’m sturdy?” you replied, leaning in a little closer, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves. “i mean, i guess i… i do have some good qualities.”

you repeated sophia’s words to you like a mantra as you said that. just be confident, but ultimately that failed you for the next part to come.

lara’s gaze met yours, a playful smirk spreading across her face. “definitely. you seem like someone who could hold their own… in more ways than one.”

you swallowed hard, your pulse quickening. “yeah, well, it’s, um, easier to be… reliable? when it’s… y-you know, in a haunted house,” you stuttered, your confidence wavering slightly.

she raised an eyebrow, clearly enjoying the moment. “oh, i’m counting on it. i might just need to put that to the test. out of this haunted house of course.”

you took a deep breath, careful not to mess up your next words, but once again failing. “j-just let me know when you, uh, wanna put that to the test, then.”

a/n - terribly rushed, it's 3 am and i clocked out at 11 before i even started writing this. WEIRD PACING!!!