#sophia imagine

[nakylvr]

— (NOT SO) MERRY CHRISTMAS

sophia laforteza x fem!reader

summary: after seeing sophia for some time now, you thought it'd be good to surprise her with a gift for the holidays before she goes back home. only to discover a few things.

warnings/tags: angst, language, established relationship, cheating, not proofread

don't ask how i came up with this cause idk! its short but here 🤲

staring at the neat, prettily made present you had made the day prior, you're not sure why you're hesitating. you're parked in your car in front of sophia's house, tapping your fingers on the steering wheel in the rhythm of the song playing through the car's speakers. maybe because this was the first time you deliberately thought out a gift and tried to do your absolute best to make sure it was perfect. maybe because it was also the first time you were getting a gift for someone you really loved and cared about. with a deep breath, you get out of the car and start making your way to the front door.

as you approach the house, you can faintly hear music playing inside. the familiar christmas music echoing through the walls outside. peeking your head through the window near the door, you can see sophia in the kitchen from afar, making a small smile form on your face. then, as you take another step towards the door, you freeze, the smile instantly fading away.

a girl walks from the other room, going over to sophia and wrapping her arms around her, and then kissing her. your heart drops to your stomach at the scene, your eyes glancing between the door you were two steps away from and the woman you thought was your girlfriend kissing someone else. you can feel your throat closing up, and you don't know what to do.

looking down at the gift in your hands, you can feel tears prickling in your eyes. looking back up, your teary eyes go wide when they meet sophia's through the window. seeing the way her face drops, you hastily set the present down on the porch before going back to your car.

you hear the front door open and slam shut, you hear your name being called, you hear the hurried footsteps from behind you, but it doesn't make you stop. the second you put your hand on the door handle of your car, another hand grabs it and yanks you away from it.

"yn, baby, i can explain," is the first sentence to come from sophia's mouth, making you finally look at her.

"explain what?" your voice cracks. "that-that you're seeing someone else?"

the destroyed look on your face makes it all even worse for sophia who's trying to quickly come up with some sort of reason for it, but failing. "i'm not– it's nothing, i swear!"

"you were just kissing!" you exclaimed, the tears in your eyes nearing the point of falling. "i'm not stupid, sophia! i-i just wanted to give you your gift before you leave a-and it was just a waste! a fucking waste!"

there are tears streaming down your face as you start yelling at sophia, and she's to stunned to speak, not knowing what to do or how to fix this. she tries to reach for your hand, but you instantly pull away and take a step back from her. "yn, please, let me explain," she says, her voice shaky.

"no!" you shake your head furiously. "yo-you never really loved me, did you?"

sophia's eyes go wide at your question, and the way your voice got so quiet that she could barely hear it. her heart breaks at the look on your face along with the tears falling down your cheeks. "i do, of course i do," she responds. "she– that is nothing, i swear. you have to listen to me."

"then why weren't you answering my texts? i told you i was on my way and you never responded. y-you always say that you'll find a way to respond, and yet i texted you multiple times a-and you never answered." you can't even look at her anymore, your hands balled up into fists covering your eyes as the tears pour. "why would you lie to me?"

"i would never lie to you," sophia says, hesitantly reaching her hands out to grab yours. "you have to understand, yn, please."

you pry your hands out of her grip, shaking your head. "there's nothing to understand here. you thought you could sneak around and not get caught. well guess what, sophia? they always get caught." you manage to get out as strongly as you can, unlocking your car and opening the door, getting in and shutting it.

"yn, please just let me explain!" sophia looks at you through the window, her voice raising slightly so you could hear over the music that started playing.

you roll down your window just slightly to speak through it. "enjoy your christmas, sophia," you tell her before rolling it up again, and putting your car in drive to leave.

sophia stares at your car as you drive off and leave her line of sight, tears in her eyes as she glances around. she can suddenly feel the cold air hitting her skin as she falls back into reality of what just happened, wiping the stray tears that had trailed down her cheeks. she stands outside for a while, almost hoping you would come back, but you never do. she slowly walks back up to the porch, reaching down and grabbing the present you brought before walking inside. she doesn't utter a word except "get out" as she walks past the mistake she made, going up to her room with the gift in her hands.

sitting on her bed, she takes the card out from under the ribbon you tied around the box, opening it and seeing your handwriting.

'i thought it might be a good idea to get you something that reminded you of home, so i made this for you. i hope you like it. i love you.' signed with your initials at the bottom.

putting the card down, she slowly undoes the ribbon and peels off the wrapping paper you put so much work into making look pretty. when she opens the box, it reveals a portrait – hand drawn – of the picture originally taken with her family with you and her in the middle when you came with her to visit them last year. she immediately remembers the picture you were referring to, which makes tears quickly form in her eyes again as she stares at it for a long while.

sophia grabs her phone and goes to your contact, her thumb hovering over the call button as she hesitates to press it. after a minute or two, she sighs and turns her phone off, knowing better than to call you when you're so upset. she puts the portrait on her dresser and then sits back down on the bed, looking down at the ground. "fuck."

you end up driving to your friend daniela's place, who immediately brought you inside once she saw the sight of you, taking you up to her bedroom to get away from her family downstairs. you didn't say much except mumble a few words that explain what happened, making the latina's eyes widen when she processes it.

"everything will be okay," daniela tells you, sitting next to you on her bed with your head leaning on her shoulder. "you can stay here for the night."

"are you sure?" you murmur quietly. "i don't want to intrude your family's holidays."

"they love you, you know that they wouldn't mind you being here," she replies, grabbing your hand and rubbing her thumb across your knuckles. "do you want some food? i can bring it up to you."

you meekly shake your head, curling up closer into the latina's side as you mumble a response. "i just want to sit here."

"okay," daniela nods. she glances down at you, seeing the tear stained marks on your cheeks and wondering just how much you cried within the half an hour it happened and you drove over here. "you'll be okay, i promise," she whispers quietly.

a hum leaves your throat in response, closing your eyes as you finally begin to relax. "thank you for being here, dani," you murmur.

"of course. i'll always be here for you, no matter what," daniela replies, hearing your breathing starting to slow to a calm level nearing the edge of sleep. she turns off the lamp lighting the room, leaving you two in the dark as she lays you down on the bed, pulling the blanket over you as you fall asleep as soon as your head hits the pillow. her gaze lingers on you for a moment before she forces herself to look away and up at the ceiling, letting out a short sigh. what a great christmas.

[gay4ddlovato]

Sophia Imagine - she finds out she wasn’t your bias 🧡🐈

[Author’s Note: when writing this, I was imagining that it took place a little down the line so the timeline of Katseye’s debut and Y/N and Sophia’s relationship made more sense. Just in case anyone was wondering. Enjoy!}

{this is my original work from my wattpad gayforddlovato. Please don’t steal, copy, or take credit for my work. Thank you.}

Author's Note: when writing this. I was imagining that this took place a little later down the line so the timeline of Katseye's debut and Y/N and Sophia's relationship made more sense. Just in case anyone was wondering. Enjoy!

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"I'm going to go pick up dinner. I'll be back in a few minutes." You told Sophia as she put another empty box aside.

"Okay. Be safe. I love you." She smiled against your lips.

"I will. I love you too, baby. Be back soon."

She sat down on the bedroom floor and pulled another box in front of her.

Today, you and Sophia moved in together.

You moved into a beautiful home, a place you plan to stay for a very long time, and you're both feeling very excited about what the future holds here.

However, there's a lot of unpacking to do so while you go grab dinner for you both, Sophia decided to stay behind and unpack a few more boxes before you'd eat and call it a night.

She unpacked another box of clothes to start with and she hung them all up and placed them in the dresser.

Once she finished with that box, she moved on to another, which was just a box full of CDs and movies and after putting them all on the shelves, she moved on to another.

It seemed pretty heavy so she figured it was more clothes or a box that was accidentally placed in the bedroom that was meant for the kitchen or bathroom.

However, upon opening it up, she realized that she was wrong about that because what she was seeing was a box full of Katseye merch.

But not of all of the members, but rather just one.

Manon.

She looked through everything inside the box, coming across posters, photo cards, shirts, and many other Manon things.

As she was looking through everything in disbelief, the front door opened and closed and though she probably could've put everything back inside and acted like she hadn't seen what she did, she chose not to.

"I'm home! I have dinner. It smells so good." You said as you approached the bedroom. "Our first meal in our very first house together!"

The smile on your face was big and bright as you stepped into the room but when you saw the box that Sophia was going through, your smile faded.

"I-I can explain all of that."

"You have a box full of Manon merch? Why?" She asked as she stood up.

You tried to think of something to say but before you even had the chance, Sophia spoke again.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd think she was your bias," She laughed.

"Well... you'd be right." You said as you sank your teeth into your lip.

You and Sophia had never had that conversation because she's your girlfriend and she just assumed she was your bias of the group.

So hearing you say otherwise after all this time of her thinking it had to be her for certain made her a little sad.

"I thought I was your bias." She pouted.

"You are... now! Manon is my bias wrecker now. But before we got together and when we met... it was her."

"I don't believe it..." She sighed before sitting on the edge of the bed. "Well, what's so special about Manon that made her your bias?'

"She just pulled me in. I love her personality and her voice. She's just very sweet and I was drawn to her right away."

"I'm sweet too." She pouted again. "I have a good personality and voice."

"I know you do, cutie." You grinned and playfully booped her nose. "Baby, listen to me. I know I was Manon biased before we got together but you're my bias now. I love everything about you and getting to see these sides of you that no one else gets to see makes me feel like the luckiest girl in the entire world. You don't have anything to worry about."

"Yeah? Tell me why I'm your bias then, hm?" She said only for you to playfully roll your eyes and laugh.

"Baby, if I did that, we would be here all day long because I could go on and on about why you'rre my bias. But I mean it, you truly are."

"Then why do you keep all of your Manon merch?"

"Sentimental reasons. I mean, she was one of my ultimate biases and I have a lot of good memories with a lot of this stuff. But it stays in the closet, okay? Because things have changed since I got all this stuff. I'm in love with you and nothing can change that."

"Not even Manon?" She asked and you shook your head with a smile.

"Not even Manon. I love you, baby."

"I love you too."

You shared a sweet kiss before you pulled away to untie the bag of takeout food.

"Can we eat now before the food gets cold?"

"One second." She said before getting up to put your Manon merch in the closet.

After she did so, she closed the doors and came over to you to kiss your cheek.

"There. Now we can."

You laughed and sat down beside her once more and even though Sophia wasn't thrilled that you'd been Manon biased before getting together, she can put it behind her.

After all, she's the one that gets to love you and call hers.

Nothing else matters.

[ninguitar]

୨୧　𝓞FF-LIMITS!　˒˒　SL

─── ﹙🎧﹚your sister, daniela, has always told her friends to back off of you, no matter what, telling them you're supposedly "off-limits." however, while intoxicated, you and sophia kiss each other, leaving tension burning between the two of you—until the next time you visit your family alongside dani's members.

pairing. sophia laforteza x f!r genre. fluff wc. 2.5k+ notes. 4 @secretcessy >< & karina from aespa mention + for the lore dani isn't an only child 🤗!!!! made ts way too long oops. ( MASTERLIST )

now playing ⋆ les by childish gambino

LYING ON YOUR BED OF YOUR DORM ROOM shared with one of your friends, incessant notifications blaring from your phone abruptly interrupts you from your nap. you huff at the irritating sound, unlocking your phone swiftly, only to be met by series of notifications from your sister.

fuck.

god was she oddly skilled at being annoying and bothersome. raising your eyebrows, you rub your eyes, trying to focus on her texts, as they merely appeared to be random blobs of words in-between. your thumbs hover over the keyboard, debating on how to respond to her.

plopping your phone on your bed, you huff, sitting up in a fetal position. "guess it's time to start packing," you murmur under your breath, before getting up.

you knew daniela was right—per usual, as much as you hated to admit it. it'd been at least a few months since you last saw her and roughly a year since both you and daniela were with your family at one time. maybe it wouldn't be so bad being back home with daniela.

grunting, you begrudgingly pull your closet door open, dragging whichever luggage you saw first. accidentally slamming the closet door too loudly to your roommate's taste, you hear words in scorn being hollered from across the dorm.

"stop closin' the doors so loudly!" you hear your roommate snort, as she leans against the door frame, a toothy grin tugging the corners of her lips.

"fine, whatever, jimin," you mutter in response, rolling your eyes, as the korean girl watches your face distort into one of disdain, making her giggle.

"what are you even packing for? the break just started," karina raises her eyebrows, "you like, never have anything to do for break." she teases, her arms crossing against her chest, before she saunters over to you.

"got forced by dani to visit our family," you shrug, as karina clicks her tongue, shaking her head.

"you need to pack better; you're folding your clothes too big to fit enough outfits into your suitcase," she critiques, a chuckle escaping her breath, as her hands reach over to some of your clothes, folding them compactly.

you nudge her playfully, "c'mon! give me a break, i just got told i have to visit by dani!" you dramatically sigh, leaning against the wall.

"at least she's paying for your flight, right?" karina shrugs, as her movements are precise while helping you pack, nudging you on the shoulder, "maybe you'll meet somebody new while visiting—somebody who'll deal with your impulsive decisions," she teases.

to your surprise, rather than the visit consisting of you and daniela, it was the two of you and her members. you had only realized once you entered your parents' house, a luggage being dragged by your hand, and there were five other girls besides daniela sat on the couch, all chattering.

it wasn't like you weren't acclimated to hanging out with them; they were somewhat your friends too, but mainly through daniela. the only girl you'd known out of the bunch was sophia—mainly because, the first time you guys partied together with dani and everybody else, all drunk and hammered, the two of you kissed.

to be truthful, you could remember that moment vividly, the memory still clear as day to you—the way her hands cupped your jaw all snug and secure, to the way a wide grin played on her face. and to be even more truthful, right after that moment, you held an irrevocable affinity for her, leaving you in an odd predicament.

you awkwardly wave, hoping sophia coincidentally forgot about that low moment in time, before dani suddenly gets up, parading you around.

you nudge the latina playfully, a groan erupting from her throat, as your eyebrows furrow, "when did you guys even arrive? it's only like 10 in the mornin'!"

"we just wanted to be early," she shrugs, her arms instantly reaching towards your luggage, "c'mon, i'll get you settled down! i have so much shit to tell you, y'know."

you nod, a giggle escaping your breath, as you let the latina lead you to your guys' old bedroom, while her members continued to chatter, teasing insults thrown every few moments.

your eyes scan across your old bedroom, a sigh driving from your lips "shit, it's been a while, hasn't it?" a sense of nostalgia hitting you, as you recall all the times you've argued with dani over your guys' room and who "owns" which side.

the blonde-haired girl nods, her arm wrapping around your neck to your shoulder, as she leans into you, mumbling, "yeah, it sure has been."

a giggle escapes your breath, as you unlock your suitcase, unpacking some of your clothes out. "where's mom and dad anyway?"

"they went grocery shopping—wanted to go all out this year since we're visiting at the same time with the rest, too," daniela meekly replies, as she helps you pack, a hint of a teasing smile playing on her face. pulling out a book, a series of laughs escapes her breath, "no fuckin' way!"

"what—i have studying to do 'cause you made me book a flight last minute!" you retaliate, nudging the girl playfully, as you huff.

"okay, fine, fine! that was uncalled for," daniela begrudgingly admits, as she continues to help you unpack.

while you two work on getting everything out of your luggage, dani drops random, interesting facts from drama that often leave your jaw dropped. at one point, you couldn't help but wonder where daniela gets all this information from. giggles escape your guys' room, bouncing off the walls.

"anyway, we plan on just hangin' out and stuff, then dinner with mom and dad," the latina lists out the agenda, as you two finish unpacking.

you nod, "good, good. just, y'know, i've barely met your friends."

"you'll like them—i can guarantee you that," dani chuckles, as she spots a gift-box with a small tag reading "for: daniela," sitting in the corner of your suitcase, a mischievous smile painting her face.

"no fuckin' way!" the latina exclaims, immediately pulling you in for a hug with her ring-clad hand holding firmly onto the gift-box, "seriously!"

you nod, a grin playing on your face, "what kind of sister would i be if i didn't wanna celebrate your new album!"

"you missed me, didn't you?" she teases, prodding at your cheek, as she flicks your forehead next. you retaliate, nudging her shoulder.

"as if, loser."

sprawled out on your bed with books accompanying you, you cradle a textbook in your lap, tapping against your sheets while fidgeting with your fingers. your head pounds with tension, as you card a hand through your hair.

fuck, in no shape or form were you gonna be able to read all of these pages in time for your finals.

you rub your temples before simultaneously reading over the textbook and typing in small summaries of each section on your laptop, humming to the hushed audio of your spotify in the background.

hearing your door click open, your head snaps to that direction, meeting a familiar face. in your sight stood sophia laforteza scanning you as well. you raise your eyebrows, confusion noticeably washing over your features.

"do you need anything?" you murmur, your voice barely audible, as your eyes scrutinize her features and attire, your demeanor now awkward—especially with the way she looked effortlessly drop-dead gorgeous.

heat subtly curls at your cheeks, as you wait for the filipino girl to answer, sophia equally as confused.

"sorry, i was trying to look for the bathroom, and dani said it was down the hall," sophia tries to explain, shifting her weight to one foot.

"yeah, 's further down the hall—a door down the hall, actually," you point to down the hall from your bed, before returning to your crammed-in studying habits.

"y/n, right?" the filipino asks, a small, awkward smile tugging at the corners of her lips. she leans against the door-frame, no longer meekly standing.

you nod, "mhm. didn't you need to go to the bathroom though?" you murmur, barely sparing the girl another glance.

sophia mumbles an inaudible curse under her breath. "you're right," she says flatly, before muttering out a swift apology and gingerly closing your door.

what a weird interaction, you thought. nonetheless, you presume on cranking open your textbook, huffing at seeing big blobs of texts that you felt disdain reading.

meanwhile, with sophia's back plastered against the bathroom wall, she grunts inaudibly under her breath, sinking down to the tiled floor. god, how could she be so infatuated by you, a girl who barely paid her any mind? the filipino girl could feel her head twisting with tension from your lack of response.

fuck was she crazily awestruck for you.

and so, for the next few days of the visit, sophia couldn't help but feel her self-control slipping rapidly, despite daniela's repetitive warning that you, in particular, were "off-limits."

the filipino girl tosses and turns while lying on the guest room's bed, eventually settling back to her back plastered against the sheets, staring up at the ceiling. constantly, the same embarrassing moment of you two kissing while drunk taints her mind, flickering in it every few seconds. rubbing her temples and eyes in hopes every single little thought including you would dissipate, she sits up.

"she's your best friend's sister—what are you doing?" the thought soon sounding like a bunch of random words strung together.

looking to her sides, sophia notices the rest were all knocked out, hushed snores escaping their lips. to her left, lara and manon were fast asleep, while to her right, megan and yoonchae were sound asleep as well, their laptop still blaring cartoons.

the filipino girl takes one last look around, before she stood up, gingerly opening and shutting the door. her eyes scan the hallways, as she tip-toes to your room.

you hear faint, soft knocks against your wooden door, and crinkling your eyes almost like crescent moons, you reluctantly get up. cracking the door open just a bit, your eyes widen at the sight of the filipino girl standing.

"jesus—it's 1 in the mornin'," you whisper-shout, as you open the door completely, shock and frustration littering your featured. you motion your hands forwards and backwards, beckoning the girl to rush in.

"my bad, pretty," her newfound confidence makes your heart skip, as your cheeks flush. she gives you teasing glances, her slight giggle reaching your ears.

in disbelief, you mumble, "what—"

"please? i know we kissed, when we were drunk; don't tell me we didn't," the filipino girl desperately whispers, her gaze softening at your lips. throwing you an ear-to-ear smile, sophia's eyes flicker to your shoulder, a subtle, non-verbal signal, as you nod.

her arms entangle themselves around your waist, earning a muffled curse from you. her fingers trace your back gently, almost cautious to not be too prying towards you.

"just, a few seconds longer," sophia whispers against your ear, and you couldn't help but feel your resolve crumble, knowing that you, yourself, wanted the filipino girl to stay, too.

"we- we're going to get caught; dani's gonna know you're down here," you warn, cautious to get caught with your sister's best friend in your bedroom. however, your words deeply betray your actions, as your arms were on autopilot, wrapping around the girl's neck.

"what's so bad 'bout that? c'mon, ease up—just a bit," sophia coaxes, her touch gentle and soft against your waist, as she draws patterns.

"is it really worth the risk?" you tilt your head, barely able to hold back a chuckle at how careless the filipino girl was. your eyes linger on her face, making her softly hum.

sophia sighs before grinning, "you're worth more than getting scolded by dani," she drawls out, her face full of apprehension and enthusiasm, so much that you wonder how her words make your knees weaken a bit.

she had you pressing your lips together, fighting back between a smile like a high school girl. one of her hands moves to interlace itself with one of yours, the delicate feeling of her thumbs brushing up against your knuckles leaving you melted.

"maybe, i guess you're right," you admit begrudgingly, pausing before continuing, "but- i mean, don't you think 's a little reckless? you're gonna be busy promoting with the girls at one point."

the filipino girl meekly shrugs, before swiftly mumbling, "it's worth the fun—you know that, and i know that. promise i'll have time for you."

the sincerity laced in her words only made your blood rush and chains of shivers rush down your spine. maybe—just maybe—this wasn't just a fleeting moment to her, not just something to have fun with, and was more so, something sophia wanted to hold onto, for eternity.

"what if we're not ready? what if-" you murmur, making sophia break into a small pout at your words, before she cuts you off.

"i could never be willing to let you go anyway," the filipina whispers, searching for reassurance in your gaze. she nods, her thumb brushing against your cheek, as you eased under her touch.

"and besides, there's just somethin' about you—something i can't figure out. yet, it makes everything with you special."

and for the first time in your life, you were rendered speechless by her pure bluntness—the way she said everything that could make heat curl at your cheeks even more, in meek sentences.

"fuck, sophia," you mumble against the crook of the filipina's neck, before continuing, "i- fine, just, we can't tell dani—not yet."

sophia gives you a slight nod, as her hands find its way to your hair, entangling them, "yeah- yeah, whatever you want—just tell me your boundaries."

locking eyes with her, the prominent sense of familiarity and comfort in her gaze makes your knees buckle, the girl practically giving you heart-eyes.

"can i?" the filipina asks, her voice light-hearted and gentle. you nod, almost eagerly before sophia leans in, closing the gap between you two. her plush lips immediately crash against yours, capturing your lips in a kiss that was anything but gentle. it was as though she was ready for this moment—ready to gain redemption from the first kiss.

you shudder against her kisses, as you guys pull away—only to catch your guys' breath. before you could continue, a muffled, low voice blares through the hallways.

"sophia? are you still in the kitchen?" daniela calls out, trying to be as quiet as possible to not disturb the rest. the latina couldn't help but be suspicious and skeptical due to how long sophia supposedly spent at the kitchen.

both of you still in your movements, her hands resting on her chest to gently push her away. a cheeky smile plays on sophia's grin before she whispers against your ears.

"that's my cue to go," she plants a haste kiss against your cheek, then to your forehead gently. her eyes scan your waist that was snaked with her arms around it, as she reluctantly slides them off—the girl evidently disappointed at having to leave so soon.

"bye, pretty."

we're kissing in the bathroom, girl, and, uh

i hope nobody catch us

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Her Best friend (Sophia Laforteza x Reader) smut

“Can you feel how much I want you?” “Let me hear you make that sound again.”

Kinda soft dom Soph? Idk she gives top but in a really soft sweet way. I want her.

The night started simple, hanging in Sophia’s room with a movie in the background while you talk about your day, eventually you gravitate closer to each other and at one point your lips are hovering over hers and now you’re making out with your older best friend.

“This can’t be happening. I’m your leader.” Sophia says, her voice is breathy as you’re kissing her neck.

“Do you want me to stop?”

Sophia doesn’t answer just tangles a hand in your hair to reconnect your lips with her neck.

“This is wrong.”

“How?”

“I’m the leader and you’re my best friend.” She lets out breathy moans as she speaks.

“And?”

“We’ll get in trouble.”

“No one has to know.”

“I don’t know.”

“Soph.” You say to get her to look in your eyes as you take her hand and put it in your underwear, “Can’t you feel how much I want you?"

And god did she feel it, you were practically dripping into her hand.

“Lock the door.”

You practically jump out of the bed and run to the door to turn the lock, Sophia laughs at your eagerness. Getting back on the bed you crawl into Sophia’s lap straddling her, your hands on her shoulders while hers go to your hips the second you get on the bed. Her eyes are soft as they study your face, not that she hadn’t memorized it before but seeing it in a different light now she’s practically mesmerized.

“Soph..” you say with a blush on your face to break her stares.

“Huh?”

“Stop staring.”

“I can’t help it.” Her hands move off your hips and to your face, “you’re so pretty.” A light kiss, “my pretty girl.” You were a simple girl, so you absolutely fell apart at that, wetness spread between your legs and you’re sure sophia could feel it too. A whimper at the nickname fell from your mouth involuntarily, which she smirked at.

“You like it when i call you that? Mine?” Her hands go back to your hips and grip tightly, as if you’ll fly away at any moment, ”Let me hear you make that sound again.”

And you do as soon she starts guiding your hips in her lap.

“Good girl.”

One hand goes the the edge of your shirt pulling slightly to silently tell you to take it off, You oblige wearing nothing underneath as it was late at night, Sophia is immediately entranced and you grab her hands to drag them from your hips up to your chest and now you start grinding freely into her while reconnecting your lips as her fingers pinch your nipples. The girl underneath you could swear she was losing her sanity at the sounds you’re letting out into her mouth as you kissed her. Tapping your hip, Sophia motions for you to lay down which you do as she puts her hair up and stares at you which is definitely a sight you’ll be thinking about for the foreseeable future. When her dark hair is out of her face she pulls your sweat pants off and throws them to the side, there’s an embarrassingly large wet patch on your underwear which is pronounced on the light fabric, the sudden exposure making you cover your face as the girl above you hungrily eyes you. Soon after Sophia’s shirt is also lost in the room leaving her in her sweatpants, you don’t think she could get any hotter than this moment right now. Her lips focus on your chest and stomach while her hands squeeze any skin she can find, after leaving a bunch of marks in places no one else would ever see she pulls your underwear off with her lips trailing them down to your knees where she lets you kick them to the floor.

“Are you sure you want this?” She says as she moves to hover over you, arms on either side of your head and lips brushing on yours. Her voice is soft.

“Sophia I swear to god if you don’t fuck me already.” You’re frustrated at all her interruptions because you’re so horny for her it hurts, but your heart beats a little faster at her sweet nature even before she’s about to ruin you. Something is the way you say it, the utter want for her, flips a switch in Sophia.

“Fuck you don’t know what you do to me.” And her lips are on yours, teeth hitting against each other.

One hand leaves it’s place by your head and slides down your body, between your legs putting pressure on your clit but not moving otherwise trying to gauge your reaction after you let out a pleasured sigh she moves her fingers in tight slow circles.

“Fuck” you breathe out, it’s more of a moan than a word. And whimpers follow with a mumbled please and faster every so often

“You gotta be quiet baby.” She told you, as she sped up her fingers purposely making her request harder with a smirk on her face, “you don’t want the others to hear do you?”

“Please.” You whimper out

“What do you want pretty girl?”

“I- fuck- please just-“ you can’t barely get out words as she quickens the circles she’s making.

“Use your words baby”

“Want you inside me.” You finally mutter out, your head clouded by the pleasure your best friend is bringing you. Sophia’s smirk grows and doesn’t even think before sliding two fingers inside of you, at first you’re embarrassed by just how easy it was for her to slide into you but you quickly forget that as she fucks into you at a slow but rough pace.

“So wet for me. I bet you’ve been waiting for this huh pretty girl?” The older girl was gaining confidence as she saw how much you were enjoying it, “you’re being so good for me.”

The possessive language she was using made the heat in your stomach rise, “my pretty girl”, “for me.” It was driving you insane, you had wanted her since you had met her and now here she was, staking her claim on you.

“Feels so good.”

“Yeah?” Her fingers speed up and curl inside of you making you let out a loud moan which halts her movement entirely, “I told you, you have to be quiet. Or I’ll stop. Do you want that?” You only shake your head, closing your mouth and biting your lip which is enough to make her resume her strokes inside of you. The only noises heard now are whimpers, little praises from Sophia and her fingers going in and out of you at an unrelenting pace, you’re sure if someone walked by if they hadn’t heard your moans that they would definitely have heard the sound your pussy was making with how wet you were.

“Soph please.” It comes out as a choked sob almost, You’re grabbing at her back, nails digging into her skin, your pleasure almost reaching a peak.

“You close baby?” She says into your neck as she starts kissing there. “Already?”

You admit, it was quick for you but you couldn’t help it with the way she was fucking you and the way she’s speaking to you.

“God you’re so pretty.”

The hand that laid next to your head had started smoothing out your hair and caressing your face, Sophia finding softness in the heat of your intimate moment.

“I’m- c-“ you can’t even speak at this point, your brain replicates a satellite tv just pure static, you can’t think you’re just consumed by your pleasure and the girl giving it to you.

“Go ahead. Cum baby.”

“Oh- fuck Soph.” You moan out pulling her even closer than she is somehow, you’re sure you’re leaving crescent shaped bruises on her back from your nails digging into her skin. The heat in your stomach exploding as your orgasm hits you, your legs shaking around her.

Though you can barely comprehend it, Sophia is whispering different things in your ear.

“That’s it.” “You’re doing so good.” “Taking my fingers so well.” “So pretty when you cum.” “My pretty girl.”

There it was again My.

Sophia’s fingers don’t stop moving after you ride out your orgasm, they slow drastically but never leaving you.

“Can you do one more for me?” She asks, “wanna taste you so bad” it’s her turn to be desperate now. Weakly you nod her head at her, “yeah?” A grin taking over her face, “want my mouth on you baby?”

“Yes please.”

The whole time her fingers are still going in and out of you at a glacial pace, and she’s kissing down your body her tongue coming out to run over all the little marks she had already made. And when she gets to your center, if you weren’t already in love with her you definitely were now. She was good with her fingers, exceptionally, but her tongue? Heavenly, the closest to god one can feel without dying.

“Holy shit.” Is all you can say, louder than you should’ve, your hand coming to cover your mouth as she shot you a warning glare from below, she didn’t stop this time though, enjoying the taste of you too much. The girl was moaning into your pussy, causing vibrations to shoot through you. Your hands tangled in her hair, thighs squeezing her head, she was trapped but she didn’t mind,though she could barely breathe, it would make a good way to die she decided.

“You taste so fucking good.” She mumbled against you.

Being so sensitive from the first orgasm you had it was a matter of a couple minutes before you came undone again, no noise coming from you this time just your mouth hanging open in pure pleasure. As you looked at Sophia crawling up towards you, pupils blown, chest heaving, saliva and cum almost dripping off her chin and a huge cocky smile that she doesn’t clean off before kissing you not even letting you catch your breath.

“My pretty girl?” You playfully ask when you part.

“Is that okay? You seemed to enjoy it enough.”

“Only if you promise to keep calling me it.” Trying to subtly feel out if this was a one night thing to her or not.

“Hmmm” she pretends to think, “i guess.”

Pulling on some underwear and Sophia’s shirt that you found, you lay down on her chest and she’s still only in her sweatpants with her arms wrapped around you.

“So when you said mine-“ you starts to tease

“Go to sleep.” She cuts you off putting a hand over your mouth but laughing afterwards.

In the morning you wake up to a knock at Sophia’s door and Lara telling you to come downstairs as they decided it’s a group breakfast day.

As you both make your way downstairs for breakfast Megan comes up to you making sure no one else is around.

“Hey so I don’t think the others heard but um our beds share a wall…. So…. Just so you know…” she says with an awkward but teasing look on her face, walking away before you can answer.

“I told you to be quiet.” Sophia teases.

“Shut up.”

[vaguely-concerned]

the fact that irving canonically survives through the end of asunder to be at wynne's funeral is so fucking funny to me. nothing but love and respect for MY unstoppable cockroach morally grey machiavellian mage dad!!! he's survived in his position through multiple attempted rites of annulment and blood mage plots popping up left right and center around him. the chantry keeps trying to stamp him out but his dodge game is simply out of this world, divine. civil wars, political machinations and minefields, chantry atrocities, this wily old motherfucker is dodging and weaving his way through it all, not-quite-no-hits-taken-running-it-but-honestly-close-enough-under-the-circumstances style. if solas does succeed in tearing down the veil I would fully believe that one of the like three people still alive at the end of it all would be a very weary 90 year old first enchanter irving going 'oh this shit again huh'. the maker has cursed him for his hubris and his paperwork is never finished (affectionate, it's fine he canonically loves paperwork)

[sphvm]

just a little more — sophia laforteza

sophia laforteza x fem!reader

tags: g!p sophia, praise, size kink(?), mommy kink, deepthroating/oral

masterlist

MEN AND MINORS DNI

when sophia invited you to watch a movie at her apartment, you did not expect it to turn out into you on your knees and her looking down at you from her seat on the couch, with her pants undone.

well.

sophia stood in front of you, her dark eyes locked onto yours as she held her cock in her hand. you couldn't help but stare at the thick, veiny member as sophia began to slowly stroke it, her fingers moving with an experienced grace that made your heart race.

"alright, baby," sophia cooed, her voice low and sultry, "are you ready for mommy to train you? want me to train your throat hm? you wanna show me just how good you can be?"

you gulped, nodding your head as your eyes flicking from sophia’s cock to her face. her smile was warm, but her eyes were intense, and you could see the desire within them. you knew that you were in for a rigorous training session, but you were more than ready to please her.

as you got down on your knees, sophia placed the tip of her cock at the entrance to your mouth. you felt a shiver run down your spine as the head of the cock pressed against your tongue, and then, with a gentle push, sophia began to ease her way into your throat.

"good girl," she praised, her voice dripping with approval as you started to take her cock deeper into your mouth. you could feel the ridges of the veins rubbing against your tongue, and the heat of her skin radiating through your lips.

sophia started to move her hips slowly, her cock sliding in and out of your throat in a rhythm that was both soothing and exhilarating. you started to swallow around her cock, feeling the muscles in your throat contract and release as you tried to please sophia.

"that’s it, baby," she whimpered, her hands gently stroking your hair as she continued to fuck your throat. "you’re doing so well. you’re taking all of mommy’s big cock so–ah–good."

as you continued to deepthroat her dick, you couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and accomplishment. you were doing exactly what she wanted, and the praise and attention from her was intoxicating.

suddenly, sophia stopped moving, her cock still deep in your throat. she pulled back slightly, her eyes scanning your face with an intensity that made you shiver.

"are you ready for mommy to go deeper?" sophia asked, her voice low and seductive. "are you ready to show mommy just how deep you can take her?"

you nodded eagerly, your throat still pulsing from the previous thrusts. she smiled, her eyes lighting up with excitement, and then she began to push her cock deeper into your throat once again.

as her cock reached the back of your throat, you could feel your gag reflex kicking in. but you were determined to take all of her, so you forced yourself to swallow, taking it even deeper into your throat.

"oh jesus baby, so good." sophia praised, her hips starting to move again as she fucked your throat with a renewed intensity. "you want mommy’s babies down your throat? hm? you want that?" you could feel your throat starting to ache, but you didn't care.

and then, just as you thought you couldn't take anymore, you heard a loud whine, you knew she was close.

you hallowed your mouth and bobbed your head as you saw sophia’s face contort, her dick throbbing throughout the walls of your mouth.

“c-close baby, mm keep doing that–“ her hands gripped the couch as you felt spurts of come down your throat, her mouth slacked open and her eyes shut.

she pulled out of your throat, her eyes scanning your face with a mixture of admiration and desire. "you did so well, baby," sophia said, her voice husky with lust. "my good girl."

as sophia pulled you to your feet, you could feel the ache in your throat, but you also felt a sense of accomplishment.

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this was very rushed😓ill have something better out by tomorrow🤞

[hwonnrinji]

KATS OLDEST LINE ── .✦ "I MISS YOU"

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

{ a/n } : 1 more day until dec 3...sophia x heather by conan gray ^^

@lararajjj @ohmyhaely @cl0uded3m @ninguitar

a/n: being freaky feels right yk like i was born to tell my friends "im gonna touch you" ❤️

[spiderb00]

Fam out

Sophia Laforteza X Reader 

Synopsis - Sophia loves when you're caring, serious, she LOOOVES ;)

Genre – Fluff, a little suggestive at the end? 

a/n - Was I so excited to write this, for some reason??? I think I also kind of like domestic things, so...  

I think it has a little bit of Yn!Oc in that, I mean, Yn is a little bit based on me and my personality <3

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The theater was full, people quickly finding their seats, all excited by the movie. Yoonchae was happy to have someone she could share this experience with. The younger girl knew that as soon as she talked to Sophia she would agree to watch the movie instantly, but when Yn agreed to watch the movie with them, Yoonchae was more surprised than ever.   

You've been dating Sophia for six months, Yoonchae has always liked you, despite having similar personalities, you two were very different, Yoonchae thinks the age difference does that. The younger girl knew that you had a somewhat peculiar taste for a 21-year-old girl.   

Yoonchae liked to describe her personality as the "personality of a divorced father", she always said that Sophia's girlfriend liked rock, preferably older bands, wore band shirts, played guitar, loved horror and action movies, and had a vintage car (old) that seemed strangely comfortable to Yoonchae. She would say that you were quiet, a born observer. Yoonchae liked that, she found your personality cozy, even though other people found you scary.   

Yoonchae thought Sophia was happy in her relationship, and boy, could she not be more right. Sophia loved every detail of Yn, she loved you was always attentive, as you always did everything to make everyone comfortable. Sophia noticed every single thing, how you always grabbed the highest things from the shelves when the Kats couldn't reach, and how you always pretended not to care about the "thank you" from the girls, responding only with a brief "Hm".   

Sophia always noticed how you always left a bottle of water nearby at rehearsals you went to attend, or how you always applied the sidewalk rule when you went out for a walk, or how you always made sure Sophia had gotten home before starting the car and going home. Sophia has always noticed everything.  

But sure, her favorite interactions were with Yoonchae, Sophia loves it when you do something for the younger girl, something about it warms your heart. So when you said yes when Yoonchae invited you to watch "inside out 2" your girlfriend was automatically jumping up and smiling silly.  

Everything was cozy, the trip to the cinema in her vintage car – cof cof old cof cof – the smell of popcorn and even the feeling that the choice of seats was perfect, everything seemed extremely domestic to Sophia.  

When the movie started you were super entertained, all the colors and captivating animations held your attention. As the movie played, you noticed that Yoonchae's drink had run out. Looking at the Filipino girl's cup and seeing a good amount of liquid, you decided to get a little more just for the younger girl.   

"Hey, I'll be right back." You say, leaning in and giving Sophia a kiss on the head, leaving before she could say anything.  

After buying the drink and some candy that you think the girls would like, you went back to your seat, trying to be discreet and not get in the way of people.  

"Where have you gone?" Sophia asks as soon as you sit in the armchair.   

"Buy some things."   

You put the drink in Yoonchae's cup holder and hand her one of the candies you bought, knowing that it was her favorite.   

"I bought this for you, you like those, right?" You ask, looking at Sophia, who now had heart eyes.   

"Yes baby, thank you." The Filipino girl says before grabbing the back of your neck and giving you a kiss.   

"Of course, I'm here for that." You say, focusing on the film again, not before intertwining your hand with Sophia's. 

In the car, once again, Sophia felt that feeling, the cozy and domestic environment that she quickly learned to love. Yoonchae and you debated about the movie (More like Yoonchae talking and you agreeing and making comments here and there) while Sophia listened to everything in the passenger seat, scratching your head as you drove to the restaurant.   

When you arrive at the restaurant you unconsciously pull the chair to Yoonchae, doing the same to Sophia and then taking the seat next to your girlfriend. The food came, and you ate it amidst silly conversations and jokes. One of the jokes making Yoonchae laugh and unintentionally hitting the glass of water next to her.   

"Watch your clothes, Yoonchae." Sophia said as she picked up the glass that fell.   

"Oh my god, I'm sorry." The younger girl says as she gets up from her chair so that the water doesn't get on her clothes.   

"It's okay Yoonchae, it was just water. And the glass didn't break, I'm just going to ask the waiter to clean it, you can sit in my seat while I call the waiter, okay?"

Very interested in calling the waiter to clean up the mess on the table, you unfortunately missed the look that Sophia was giving you, but if someone who was around saw it, that person could tell that it was like a jaguar ready to attack her prey. 

You threw yourself on the bed next to Sophia with a sigh, the day had been fun and you were ready to rest. After leaving Yoonchae at home with the Kats, Sophia insisted that she would sleep at your house, you didn't question it, after all she could stay the night whenever she wanted, no matter how different something seemed.   

"Tired?"  

"A little, but nothing out of the ordinary. Did you have fun?" you asked, crossing your hands under your head and looking at the black-haired girl.  

"Yes, it was the best day," she said. "But it's about to get better." 

Sophia mounted on your waist with a smile on her face, legs on either side of your body, taking you completely by surprise.   

"With you everything always gets better." 

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yes, they are Yoonchae's mothers... that's it :/

[pitchsidestories]

the grinch II Laura Freigang x Reader

masterlist | word count: 1661

summary: Laura's in a festive mood already, reader isn’t, but maybe a visit at the Christmas market in Frankfurt can change that.

author's note: dear readers, we hope you'll like the black cat x golden retriever dynamic in this oneshot.💕

Your Friday nights were sacred to you.

While other people went out, you waited all week to stay inside and cozy up on your couch. After long hours at work, it was the perfect way to relax.

You let yourself fall onto the sofa, pulling your feet in under yourself and grabbing the remote.

It was just you, the movie you were about to pick out and… your girlfriend hanging up Christmas lights right above the TV.

You silently glared at her back but she continued adjusting the decorations while singing to herself: “All I want for Christmas is youuuuu, baby!”

She turned towards you, pretending to hold microphone in one hand and pointing at you with the other.

You blinked at her, forcing yourself to not grab the nearest pillow and throw it at her: “What is wrong with you? It’s way too early for that!”

It was still November and you were pretty grateful for that. You weren’t the biggest fan of Christmas. In contrast to your girlfriend who shook her head with a patient smile: “Nope. The first Christmas markets are open in Frankfurt and you and me will go there tonight with my team.“

The urge to smack a pillow in her face grew with every word but you stayed strong.

“No.“, you said simply but determined.

Laura sat next to you on the sofa, blinking at you with innocent eyes: “Come on, Liebling. You work so hard, you deserve to enjoy yourself from time to time too.“

“I wanted to enjoy myself by staying in and watching Netflix.“, you groaned.

“Please join us.“ She gave you her best puppy eyes and pulled her lips into a little pout.

It was cute but you really didn’t want to go.

You sighed: “Why? I don’t even like Christmas.“

“Liebling, the girls would love to see you again. And I love to brag about my amazing, talented girl.“, Laura grinned, coming closer and closer until her nose touched your neck. She carefully placed a kiss to your jaw.

You rolled your eyes and pushed her off: “You can’t sweet-talk me into going.“

Finally, she gave in and pushed herself off the sofa: “Okay, fine. I’ll get ready then.“

“Wait… you’re going alone?”, you asked.

“I won’t force you to come with me.“, Laura shrugged before heading to the bedroom.

You knew exactly what that meant. You could either let her go alone or you had to join her. So essentially she did force you.

“God, I hate you.“, you groaned as you finally turned off the TV and got up.

“No, you love me.“, Laura replied through the closed door.

“You’re lucky I do.“, you grumbled while you slipped into your warmest clothes.

When Laura returned in her puffer jacket and saw you pull on your boots, she asked excitedly: “Does that mean you’ll join us?”

“Do I have a choice?”, you sighed.

“I mean you do but…“, the rest of her reply was muted by the thick scarf she wrapped around herself in that moment.

You shrugged into your winter coat and reluctantly ushered her out of your shared apartment: “Don’t. Just go already, I don’t have all night.“

The scent of roasted almonds, cinnamon and gingerbread was the first thing you both noticed once you entered the Christmas market. The old townhouses including the town hall were looking like pieces of a winter children’s book and yet the Frankfurt skyline was shining in the background.

The mix of old and new was always there and something your girlfriend found so exciting she tried to capture it with her camera. For a second you tried to see the scenery through her blue eyes which sparkled like the fairy lights surrounding her.

With a big smile on her face, she waved at her teammates. “Hi girls!”

“Hey, you two.”, Sara grinned.

“You already got mulled wine without us?!”, Laura exclaimed.

“Don’t worry, we got some for you two.”, Barbara reassured the striker.

“Thanks, Baba.”, you replied, thankful for the hot drink warming your cold hands.

“You’re welcome.”, the Austrian replied.

“The Misses Grinch here didn’t want to leave the house at first, can you believe that?”, your girlfriend asked teasingly.

“And miss out on the Christmas market?”, Sophia shook her head in disbelief.

Grumpily you thought to yourself, wait until you all have 9 to 5 jobs.

“Yes, she said it’s too early to be in the mood for Christmas.”, Laura went on smirking.

“It’s.”, you protested.

“No, it’s never too early for that.”, Sara disagreed lifting her dog Peanut who was wearing a sweater with Christmas trees printed on it.

“Of course it’s.”, you grumbled. It was November, no one in the office you worked was in the festive mood because there was still too much work at the end of the year to do.

“Lau, you were right, your girlfriend is the grinch.”, Nicole observed amusedly.

“I told you.”, Laura answered.

“More Glühwein?”, Barbara offered.

“Please.”, you muttered, glad for the alcohol as well as for the warm company which you wouldn’t admit it to your girlfriend. The Austrian and you were the one getting the drinks for everyone, so you had missed a bit of the conversation. You couldn’t believe your ears what you heard next.

“Oh, my girl invests into women’s sport now by the way.”, Laura told her teammates in a proud tone.

“That’s great!”, Sara commented enthusiastically.

All the eyes of the football players were now on you, their attention made you blush even harder.

“Yeah, I mean it’s something different to my usual investments.”, you responded nervously.

“You’re making the right decision. Women’s sport is booming everywhere.”, Barbara promised.

“I still need her help for my side projects though.”, Laura winked at you before leaning into you. Even though they took a lot of her and your time, first the photo book and then her own clothing line. She was the creative head, and you were the one turning her ideas into actual products which could be sold and profitable.

“Yes, I’ll be there for that. But can we maybe stop talking about work?”, you requested.

“Of course. I’m just so proud of you.”, your girlfriend beamed at you, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“Oh.”

“Cuties.”, Elisa hummed.

Was this the true spirit of Christmas or did the mulled wine finally kicked in?

Suddenly acutely aware of your girlfriends’ teammates watching, you cleared your throat and announced: “I’ll come to your game on Sunday by the way.“

“You will?”, Laura grinned excitedly.

“Yes, babe.“, you confirmed with a single nod.

“That’s amazing!”

Her lips were suddenly on yours, kissing longingly. You could taste sting of alcohol from the mulled wine on her breath.

You pulled away with heated cheeks: “I promised you that I would come to your next game.“

“What about another hat-trick, Laura? To celebrate her making an appearance.“, Sara joked, elbowing her teammate in the side.

“We’ll see. I will try my best.“, Laura winked.

You laughed lightly: “No pressure.“

“I’ll score at least one for you.“, she promised happily.

You stifled a laugh. Apparently the mulled wine had already gotten to her. “That’s very sweet of you.“

“While we’re at sweet… Do you want some chocolate covered strawberries?“, Laura smoothly changed the topic.

Only the thought of them, almost made you drool. You might not like Christmas markets but you had a weakness for the variety of chocolate fruits they sell there.

“I do. You know I love them.“

Laura smiled mischievously: “I do know what.“

“We should get some and then we need to go home before you are fully drunk.“, you joked, pointing at the mug she was holding.

Laura looked at you with raised eyebrows: “I’m not drunk, you’re drunk.“

“Uhu sure, love.“, you rolled your eyes, even though you couldn’t deny that you felt the alcohol.

“Just admit that you both had too much and go!”, Sara interrupted jokingly.

“Incredibly rude, Sara!”, Laura protested but her teammate just retorted with a casual shrug.

“It’s the truth.“

“Let’s just get the strawberries and leave, Lau. Bye, girls.“ You took Lauras hand and dragged her along as you waved goodbye to the rest of her team.

“Bye, see you on Sunday!”, Barbara called after you.

With your chocolate strawberries and some almonds for Laura, you went back home. With a sigh of relief, you kicked off your shoes and hung up your jacket.

“And? Wasn’t that bad after all, right Liebling?”

“It was… okay.“, you shrugged.

“Only okay?!”, Laura echoed, pretending to be offended.

You let yourself fall onto your spot on the sofa that you only reluctantly left earlier that evening.

“Well, it wasn’t as bad without you here.“, you admitted slowly.

A satisfied smile appeared on your girlfriends face: “I take that as a compliment.“

“You can.“

Sitting down next to you, she quickly kissed your cheek: “Thanks for coming with me. I had a lot of fun.“

“I could tell. You loved the Christmas market.“, you grinned back at her.

“Yes but don’t worry, I’ll always love you more.“, she winked.

You silently shook your head about her until Laura suddenly bursted into another Christmas song: “I don’t want a lot for Christmas, there is just one thing I need…“

Groaning, you let your head fall back: “Lau, I love you and I enjoyed the Christmas market tonight but it’s still way too early!”

Laura blinked at you innocently: “Says who?”

“Me!”

“Then stop me from singing.“, she teased.

“Come here.“ Without hesitation, you pulled her in for a passionate kiss that was enough to take Lauras breath away.

Maybe you didn’t like Christmas as much as Laura, but you loved the way her eyes lit up at the sight of the Christmas lights and how her nose and cheeks turned pink from the cold. Maybe she was worth visiting overcrowded Christmas markets and listening to stupid Christmas songs in November.

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[lara4eclipze]

›› sugar and spice

sypnosis -» sophia was nervous to introduce you to the rest of the girls especially since she has been sorta hiding you

beware -» fluff , swearing , mentions of dating , established relationship

talks -» this got requested on my main acc , but requested by @artrizzler19 !! ty "could you please do one with sophias gf (preferably masc) meeting the girls"

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

"hey if they ask you anything feel free to not answer it alright?" sophia says her hands are sweaty as she opens the front door towards the shared home

"don't worry — it's not like they'll kill me...I think" you replied chuckling , honestly you were excited on the other hand though sophia seemed worried

the door opens and you were greeted with the members sitting down on the sofa , it looked like they were gonna interview you for a position

"it's a boy?!" yoonchae asks confused , before megan hits her shoulder muttering something about being masculine

sitting down the first question that was rung up was from lara , "when did you guys meet?" she asks her eyebrows lifted as if analyzing you

"it was a few months before you guys debuted" you replied calmly looking beside you as sophia looked happy with your answer

"anyways can I start? — we met because she was working in the café near our studio and at first I thought she was a he" sophia giggles as the rest of the girls quietly listened

"and then she asked for my number and I quickly found out that in fact she was well a girl, y/n was confident with me and was very caring so one thing led to another and here I am introducing her" sophia takes a deep breath waiting for the girls to ask more but nothing came

"wait that's so cute" daniela pipes up , and suddenly you were now family as well nothing was awkward , "hi y/n I'm yoonchae! sorry about what I said earlier, I like your style" yoonchae says as she approaches you , "it's alright really" you replied

" 'sup! lara , I think you already know that but I actually need help dressing like you — ugh I've wanted to try being masc for so long" lara sighs and obviously you agreed

the house was now loud yet very home-y , the girls were all sat on the sofa watching twilight since manon chose what to watch — sophia and you on the other hand were preparing some snacks for the rest

"this was better than I thought" sophia says referring to you meeting the girls , "told you not to worry" you replied snaking your arms around her nape placing a kiss on her lips as she smiles into it

click!

you and sophia hear a camera shutter only to see daniela and manon taking a picture of the two of you , "hey!" sophia says running after the duo leaving you to laugh your ass off in the kitchen

[nakylvr]

Hello, could you do a one shot of Sophia from Katseye with a female reader? They are in the same group and like each other, but they never admit it, until one day when something happens in which Sophia gets jealous of the reader with some boy, and then declares herself afraid of losing her.

this was so fun to write, thank you so much for requesting! 🫶

— I LIKE YOU (I DO)

sophia laforteza (katseye) x fem!reader

summary: dealing with a crush in the same group is hard. dealing with the jealousy that comes with it is also hard. which is why sophia confesses out of fear.

warnings/tags: language, fluff, jealous!sophia, mutual pining, 7th member!reader, confessions

wc: 3,0k

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Debuting was a dream come true. After dealing with two years of training and a survival show, you felt as if everything had worked out just the way it was intended to. You were close with all the girls that had debuted with you into the group and believed there was nothing that could go wrong from there. That was, except for the crush you had. 

You thought it was silly in the beginning, that it wouldn’t become anything too serious. You were with the other trainees since the beginning of the program, and grew extremely close to all of them. However, you realized within a few months that your “silly crush” was no longer silly anymore. It’s not like it was your fault! How could anyone not develop a crush on Sophia Laforteza? Still, you thought you were partially insane for it. 

The only thing you didn’t notice was Sophia’s feelings towards you were the same. 

Sophia felt like she had been shot in the chest when she was bluntly told by Daniela that it was obvious she had feelings for you. The “duh, it’s obvious” made her start panicking at the thought of being obvious about liking someone while being oblivious about it herself.  There was no way, in her mind at least. But, when she was told it she did realize it made sense, even if she didn’t notice the things she did herself. 

While Sophia was one of the older sister-like figure for most of the girls, it was noticeable that she would spend more of her time with you. If you were having a rough time during practice she would be there reassuring you and helping you with each step, when you weren’t practicing she was essentially always by your side, even if it was just sitting on the couch, Sophia made sure every time that she was the one sitting next to you, and if any of the other girls did she would throw a fit until one of them moved. She cooked for all the girls, but if you two were up in the middle of the night in the dorm she would make you food that was from your culture depending on what was in the dorm at the time. You two weren’t roommates, but the girls have multiple pictures of her making her way into your room to lay down with you and fall asleep that neither of you know about nor have seen. 

And yet, neither of you said anything. Both of you were too scared to do anything. It made sense. There was the initial fear of liking another person, then the fear of dealing with being in the same group as said person, and the many different outcomes that could come from it. Additionally, neither of you would ever believe the other reciprocated those feelings. 

You learned fairly quickly after debuting that Sophia could become jealous of when others would be around you, but you thought it was merely platonic and the sisterly love she had for all the girls in the group. You wouldn’t call yourself oblivious, but apparently, you were if you couldn’t figure this out. But, then again. There were a few times that made you start wondering about certain things. 

The first instance was when you were in Korea for the survival show, and she wakes you up in the middle of the night to go to a convenience store. 

“Psst, Yn, are you awake?” 

The answer was yes. You had been awake for the past two hours trying to get to sleep, so when you heard Sophia’s hushed voice ask you that question in the dark, you immediately responded. “Yeah.” You open your eyes to see Sophia crouching in front of your bed, the hood of her hoodie over her head and a small smile on her face as she hears you reply. 

“Do you want to go to a convenience store with me?” Sophia asks you. 

You can tell by the look on her face that she wants you to say yes, her eyes wide and filled with anticipation of your answer, the small smile on her face, and it’s what wins you over in the end despite your tiredness and dreading schedules for the next few days. “Yeah, sure,” You answer with a nod. “What time is it?” You ask, sitting up and rubbing your eyes with your hands. 

“It is…” Sophia’s voice trails off as she pulls her phone out of her pocket and looks at the time. “1:42!” She answers, showing you the phone. 

“Why are you even awake at this hour?” You ask her while yawning, grabbing your phone off the charger and swinging your legs over the bed, scooting yourself closer to the edge. 

“Couldn’t sleep,” Sophia shrugs, standing up. “Plus, I’m really hungry and want ramen.” She finishes with a smile. 

You let out a quiet chuckle and nod your head. “Yeah, that makes sense,” You say, getting up off your bed. “Give me a minute to get ready, I look like a mess right now,” You add, running a hand through your hair to try and fix what you know is a mess. 

“You look perfect,” Sophia responds the second after you speak without a hint of hesitation. It's too dark for you to see the blush make its way onto her face when she realizes those words actually came out instead of just staying in her head, but you're also grateful for the darkness as it hid your own flushed face. “I-I’ll be in the living room. Just come out when you're ready,” She says after a moment of silence, trying not to sound panicked but her stammering is noticeable. Within another second, Sophia hurries out of the room quietly, shutting the door behind her and going to sit down on the couch. 

You have no time to respond before Sophia is out of the room leaving you back in the darkness. You can’t lie to yourself and say that hearing those words from her made you feel warm inside because it did. Even if it wasn’t meant to be taken that way, it was still nice to have it be said while looking like a zombie half-awake at one in the morning. All you do to get changed is fix your hair, put a beanie on to cover the top, and put on a pair of slip-on shoes before leaving the room quietly. When you enter the living room, Sophia is sitting on the couch with her phone in her hands, looking at it so intently that she doesn’t even notice you walking up to her until you are standing right in front of her and speaking. 

“Wow, for someone who woke me up at one in the morning, you sure aren’t paying attention to me, huh?” 

Sophia’s head shoots up from her phone and a smile immediately makes its way onto her face. “Sorry, I was looking at something,” She replies. 

“Something important enough for me to go back to sleep?” You say with a short chuckle. 

“Nope!” Sophia shakes her head and quickly stands up. “Come on, let’s go!” She grabs your hand and starts walking to the front door. 

You let her drag your tired body to the front door and leave the house. You had your hood over your head like Sophia as you two started walking down the streets of Seoul to find a convenience store. You don’t even realize her hand is still holding onto yours until you glance down to look at the time on your watch, and a blush forms on your face, but you don’t do anything as you let your other hand fall back down to your side. 

After around ten minutes of talking whilst walking the streets, Sophia eventually spotted a convenience store and dragged you inside along with her. You felt an odd sense of relief when she let go of your hand finally, but you also wished she held onto it longer. But, again, you didn’t say anything as you two walked inside the small store. 

You absentmindedly follow Sophia as she roams the store looking through each of the small aisles of snacks. You stop in a random aisle and let Sophia walk off in another direction, grabbing a chocolate bar before continuing on your way to where Sophia was. You turn the corner to see her ripping open a package of ramen and you silently walk up behind her, peering over her shoulder. 

“Which one did you choose?” 

“Jesus Christ!” Sophia jumps, turning to look at you. “You scared the shit out of me!” 

“Sorry,” You smile innocently at her. 

Seeing your smile has all the (petty) anger fading from Sophia’s body the second she sees it. She couldn’t lie, she did love your smile. It’s just she wished they were directed towards her more, even if there was already more to her than the other girls. She doesn’t even notice she’s staring until you point at the package in her hands. 

“You know that’s like, super spicy, right?” You ask her. 

“Huh?” She lets out, not hearing what you said due to being stuck in her thoughts and staring. “Oh! I think I’ll be fine,” She shakes her head, turning back to the machine that dispensed the hot water. 

“That’s what you say now,” You say, grabbing a package of ramen and one of the plastic bowls. You rip open the package with your teeth and pour the contents into the bowl, not noticing Sophia’s gaze on you out of the corner of her eye while you move. 

The two of you watch the water pour into both of the bowls and you yawn, covering your mouth with your hand and rubbing your eyes with your other hand. 

“You should get an energy drink,” Sophia says. 

“I’ll be alright,” You reply. “Plus, I’m used to Redbulls.” 

“Redbulls,” Sophia shakes her head mumbling to herself. “Those things are so bad.” 

“I just like the strawberry apricot flavor,” You shrug your shoulders, grabbing the bowl from the dispenser and covering it with its top. “All the other flavors are shitty.” 

“They’re all shitty, Yn,” Sophia retorts, grabbing her bowl and sitting down at the little 2-person table. 

“Not the strawberry apricot,” You respond, sitting down in front of her. 

“Sure, sure,” She replies sarcastically while nodding her head. 

There’s a moment of silence that fills the space between you two and the small table, and you’re not sure what to say. You’re so awkward with Sophia outside of practice and the dorms that going out in the middle of the night with her feels weird now that it’s just the two of you alone. It’s not an awkward silence, it’s calming given the chaos you were thrown into daily with the program. But, you don’t know what to say. Maybe there isn’t anything to be said in the first place, you’re not completely sure. All you know is that this isn’t so bad, spending time alone with her without the other girls nearby. Looking at it now, you two look like a couple going to a place this late into the night just for some ramen. The thought made your face flush, and you look down at the table trying to not show it. 

“Are you okay?” Sophia questions once you randomly look down. 

“Yeah,” You nod your head, looking back up and at her. “I was just thinking,” You reply. 

Your words have Sophia raising one of her eyebrows, looking at you with an expression you hadn’t seen on her before. “About what?” She asks another question. 

The new look she’s giving you has you not knowing what to say. You could lie and say you were thinking about something totally different or, you could tell the truth and lowkey admit your crush on her. You can tell she’s anticipating your answer, and you stumble out words before you can even think over them and determine if you should say them. “I was just thinking about how we kinda look like a couple going out alone like this.” 

Sophia’s eyes widen for a split second before they return to normal, which you fail to notice, and she isn’t sure how to respond. She’s always known what to say and how to respond to things, but for some reason, she’s struggling right now. But, she tries her best to not show it. “Yeah, we kinda do, don’t we?” She replies, tilting her head slightly and smiling. “You don’t feel weird about that?” 

Her response along with her smile has the prominent blush on your face growing bigger, and you shake your head at her question. “No,” You answer. “Do-” You clear your throat out of nervousness. “Do you?” 

“No,” Sophia immediately answers, shaking her head with the smile not leaving her face. 

You weren't really sure what that meant in the moment, but when you two returned to the house you found yourself unable to sleep due to the thoughts running through your mind of what it could possibly mean. But, you didn't voice these thoughts out loud ever. Except to Megan, who insisted that it was obvious, Sophia liked you as well. 

Once the realization dawned on you that surely, Sophia liked you back, you felt a whole assortment of feelings that you didn't know what to do about. You didn't want to confess, because of the possibility that you were wrong, accidentally mistaking the kindness for liking you. But, you were having a hard time keeping it inside at the same time. 

You ended up keeping it inside the whole time. Throughout the program, throughout debuting, you didn't say a word. You couldn't. You didn't want to ruin everything that was built just because you ended up developing a silly crush on her. You weren't stupid enough to do that. 

In the end, it was Sophia who confessed first. 

It was an off day after months of schedules after officially debuting, and you and Sophia were doing a Target run to get groceries for the dorm. She had left you with the cart while she went further down the aisle to get something, leaving you standing there tapping your hand on the cart to a random song. 

You heard your name from behind you, and you turned your head to see one of your old friends walking up to you. A smile instantly grows on your face seeing him walk up to you. 

“Jax! I haven't seen you in forever!” You say smiling, hugging him as he walks up to you. 

“How are you doing?” He asks you once he pulls out of the hug. “You’re like, famous now,” He laughs lightly.

“I’m good!” You answer, giggling softly at his second sentence. “I’m not famous yet, Jax. I just debuted.” You shake your head. “But uh, it's something.”

“Mm?” He hums, tilting his head to the side. “What do you mean?” He questions.

“Nothing,” You shake your head again. “Don't worry about-” You stop your words when you hear footsteps approaching from behind and stopping next to you. 

“Sorry, no pictures,” Sophia says while putting the items in the cart, putting her hand up.

“Oh, I’m not a-”

“Sorry, we have to get going now,” She cuts him off before he can finish. “Come on,” She grabs your hand and starts walking away.

“Sophia, what the hell?” You instantly say when she stops halfway across the store. “He was my friend.” You pry your hand out of her grip. 

“I don't like him,” She responds, shaking her head. 

“What?” You question. “Okay, so? I haven't seen him for months! And you just dragged me off! You can't just do that!”

Sophia shakes her head again, not knowing what to do. She acted without thinking, she rarely does that. Now she got herself stuck in a situation not knowing how to handle it. You're clearly irritated judging by the look on your face, and she's contemplating just outright saying the reason she did it, the reason she did everything when it came to you. “I-” She starts, but you're quick to cut her off.

“You're what?” You cross your arms over your chest. “You’ve been acting weird ever since the debut, hell, since the lineup was announced! Part of me is starting to think you secretly hate me or something!”

“What?” Sophia lets out, looking at you like you just said something insane. “No, no, no, no, I don't hate you!” She says quickly, panicking truly for once in her life. “Yn, you have to understand I can't-”

“Understand what, Sophia? That-”

“I have feelings for you!” Sophia raises her voice to speak over you, her face immediately turning red when she realizes what she said. “I mean, I, uhm,” She stammers out as the look on your face changes and you take a step towards her.

“Are you serious?” You question seriously. “Please don't be lying to me right now.”

“I’m serious,” She answers quietly. “I know it's not-” She stops abruptly when you cup her face in your hands, staring at you with wide eyes. 

There's a moment of silence that lingers in the air as you two stare at each other, before you hesitantly start leaning closer to her. You stop, hesitating again with your lips merely inches away from hers, trying to see in her eyes if she really wanted this. Before you can do anything else, Sophia closes the gap and kisses you. It's quick as she pulls away, smiling at you with you smiling back.

“You don't have a clue how much I’ve wanted that to happen,” You admit shamelessly. 

“Mm, I had a feeling,” She says jokingly. 

“Oh really?” You reply in the same tone, tilting your head to the side.

“Yeah, Dani claimed it was ‘obvious’ to everyone else,” She nods.

“I’m so going to kill her when we get back,” You grumble out.

“Oh be quiet, it's cause of her this happened anyways,” Sophia pats your head gently. “You can kill her later.”

“Fine.”

[meazalykov]

moving on to you

jessie fleming x reader

summary: after leaving your old life behind in germany, you realize that you'll have a better one in portland

warnings: none

being back in the states was exciting to your fans. 

to most, they’ve believed that you would’ve never left your old club in germany. 

bayern munich was your life at one point, you arrived in 2019 from washington spirit and never wanted to leave. 

now, in 2025– you found yourself in portland, wearing new colors. 

many people know why you left germany, it was obvious to anybody who’s kept up with your lifestyle over the last three years. 

however, you pushed it to the back of your mind. you wanted to restart instead of holding onto something that will never be the same. 

your national teammates– sophia, sam, and olivia– greeted you with open arms. when you walked into sophia’s apartment the afternoon you arrived in portland, you threw yourself into her arms and didn’t let go for a few minutes– ignoring her fiance on the couch who was waiting for your “hello” too. 

sam offered her extra bedroom for you to stay in until you were ready to move in your own.

the problem wasn't finances– portland offered a record breaking salary to you. 

you didn’t want to live alone yet, especially in the emotional state you found yourself in. 

on the first day of training, you met all of your new teammates. 

during that training, you were paired up with jessie fleming for penalty drills. 

you knew of jessie due to her time at chelsea, but you weren’t friends with her. 

she was gentle with you from the beginning, jessie knew what you were going through. 

months later, you were doing better emotionally. besides sophia, you’ve been a star with the thorns. 

you’ve found yourself closer to the canadian on your team as well. 

jessie and you went on solo dates to cafes, national parks, record stores, anything you can think of. however, she always made a move on you– you never seemed to make a move on her. 

some of the girls noticed this, and you had to defend yourself. 

“do you like jess?” sophia asked one night, she had a cup of green tea in her right hand that she gently hands over to you. 

you take the mug and sip on the peppermint beverage, thinking about the question your bestfriend asked. 

“i do—” you pause. sophia almost speaks before you mumble,

“that’s scary.” 

“what’s scary?” sophia asked. she looks over at her fiancé who sits on the recliner in her apartment as you zone out, looking at a book on sophia’s coffee table. 

“the whole idea of getting into another relationship again.. everyone knows what happened last time.” you sigh as you take one more sip of the tea, before putting it down on the coffee table. 

sophia frowns before pulling you towards her. she wraps her arm around your shoulder as you sigh. 

hugs felt foreign to you recently. 

“you can’t let one bad relationship affect you for the rest of your life.” sophia whispers, scratching your back with her manicured nails as her fiance looks at you with sympathy. 

“that's the thing.. lena and i didn’t have a bad relationship. i thought everything was great until she tells me that she didn’t love me anymore and moves on to another girl in the same week. what did i do wrong? i don’t want jessie to see what lena might’ve seen in me and run away– you know?” you let yourself go from sophia’s arms and rub your eyes, resting your head in your hands as your elbows rest of your thighs. 

you never wanted to leave munich. 

lena used to be the love of your life, someone you dreamed of marrying.

dreams don’t come true– most times. 

“there’s nothing wrong with you, y/n.” sophia’s fiance, mike, says. 

sophia nods her head in agreement. 

“there is nothing wrong with you. you’re beautiful and you’re one of the best defenders in the world. she might kill me since i am telling you this– but jessie highly values you. she really likes you a lot and you should give her a chance whenever you’re ready.” sophia says, scratching your back before standing up to grab everyone a snack. 

a week later, jessie and you were walking out of a pizza place in the heart of portland. this was after an afternoon full of training then a tiny-bit of bar-hopping. 

in your mind, you knew that you had to make a move to show jessie that you did like her– and that you were ready to move on to her. 

“jessie, i’ve been having so much fun with you lately.” you say as you stand closer to her. 

the both of you were waiting on her uber ride, so you had to be quick before she left. 

“i’ve had a lot of fun with you too, y/n” she smiles. you blush– not realizing how much she’s made you happy lately. 

“i’m not going to cut corners with you jessie. i like you a lot. you’ve been my everything since i’ve arrived in portland.” you spill as a tear poured out of your right eye. 

jessie blushes as she takes her thumb and wipes your tear away. she holds your right arm and her left arm comes down to your waist. 

“i like you too y/n. trust me, you might’ve not been verbal about it– but i know how much you like me through your actions.” jessie quietly says as she leans in and kisses your cheek. 

the canadian was right. your subtle touches, hugs, praises at her during game-days, constant invites to events, and looks told her all that she needed to know. 

“can i be your girlfriend?” you mumble. 

a piece of jessie’s hair flys onto her face in the same moment, you take your fingers and move it behind her ear as she closes her eyes– relaxing as she hoped that you would be the one to ask. 

“yes you can, as long as i can be yours?” jessie smirks as you gave her a cheeky smile. 

“yes you can.” you gave her a peck on the lips.

<3

[ninguitar]

୨୧　𝓨OUR EYES ON ME　˒˒　SL

───﹙🎶﹚with sophia strangely distancing herself away from you, all you could do was focus on the bright side, trying to dismiss it—maybe she just needed a bit time for herself. however, eventually, the girl cracks at seeing you with your ex, working on a school project together.

pairing. sophia laforteza x f!r genre. angst, fluff wc. 3.3k+ notes. lawl idk if i made this angsty enough. lmk. req #1, req #2, req #3 here(MASTERLIST)

now playing ⋆ touch by katseye, another one by mac demarco

SITTING IN THE DINING HALL OF YOUR COLLEGE, with your burning gaze fixated on sophia, you watch the filipina make small talk—a few occasional giggles here and there—with everybody but you. to be honest, you weren't paying attention to a single word spewing from megan; you were way too busy glaring at your own girlfriend through your peripheral vision.

"i mean— god! the professor sucks, like he assigns so much work yet never grades them," the ginger-headed girl complains, rubbing her temples. the chinese girl only continues to mindlessly grumble curses under her breath at your simple nods. you were used to her rants everyday, finding them amusing—especially with her rather colorful embellishments

trying to stifle your laugh, "i told you not to take his course!" you refute, lightly nudging the girl playfully, as you try to dart your eyes away from sophia; after all, what was the point of worrying? she was your girlfriend—your girl, the same one's your everything.

of course, megan could tell how tense you were, from the worry lines creasing your forehead, the way your nails dug into your palm, down to the way your gaze fixated on sophia. "y'know she probably means well right? relationships go through rough patches a lot—that's only natural," she tries to assure you, shrugging as she does so.

"yeah, you're right," you meekly nod, leaning back in your seat. nonetheless, a bitter taste remains on your tongue, your head spiraling while littered with thoughts of your relationship with sophia going south. before you could agree with megan once more, another one of your friends, lara, appear behind the ginger-headed girl.

"that test was so hard!" lara exclaims out, her hands resting on megan's shoulder, as she rolls her eyes. muffled curses leave her breath, before her gaze flickers up to the filipina from afar, "isn't that your girlfriend?" her eyebrows raise almost immediately, confusion washing over her face.

with resignation you nod your head, shrugging. the indian girl looks at you, confused, "you're usually like, all over each other and shit," a teasing chuckle escapes her breath. and needless to say, she was ultimately right; you and sophia were always inseparable, practically attached to the hip, and glued together.

"shut up—you're just mad you can't commit," you retaliate, a series of giggles erupting from you. at your teasing comment, both girls gasp dramatically, a hand on megan's mouth to indicate how appalling it was. and hastily, snarky remarks from lara follow your retaliation.

while laughter erupts from the three of you, a pair of hands snake around your neck gently, sending a chain of shivers down your body. your eyes widen, a quiet gasp escaping your breath, before your eyes trail down to the hands, already knowing who it was by the nails—your girlfriend.

"hey," she whispers against your ear, making your cheeks and ears have heat curl on them immediately, "i can't make tonight's date—uh, i'm busy." the filipina flatly mutters, a thin line pressing onto her lips, as she presses a tender kiss onto your jaw.

"busy with?" you mumble, curiosity painting your face, as you ease into her touch, your cheeks flushed. your eyebrows are knitted together, a hushed sigh drifting from your lips. in response, a faux laugh escapes sophia's breath, the girl shaking her head.

"mm, just got that literature project to do."

you softly hum, trying your best to dismiss how reserved sophia was, as you nod, "okay, just call me when you're home, baby." the girl just nods, before sauntering out of the dining hall.

once the filipina was out of view, megan snickers, "jeez, what'd you do wrong that she's acting this way?" you scoff at her remark, rolling your eyes, as you chug down a mug of coffee. lara chirps, "stop fumbling pretty girls," a grin tugs the corners of her lips.

crossing your arms against your chest, trying to defend yourself, "i'm serious, i did nothin' wrong! i don't know why she's acting like this—she's just been, avoiding me." your breath stutters towards the end of your sentence, biting the inside of your cheek.

"calm down, she likes you enough—somehow—to want to keep you around," lara shrugs, grabbing your coffee mug to take a sip out of it, making you scoff playfully at her gesture. megan nods, "yeah, can't believe a loser like you has a girlfriend as gorgeous as her," she tries to lighten the mood, her lips quirking upward, as she ruffles your hair.

laying back on your bed, you read your clock—11:47 pm. a sigh drifts from your lips, as you question your girlfriend's whereabouts, especially when she texted you she'd be home pretty early. upon trying to check her location, you realize she turned it off. your finger hovers over the call button on sophia's contact, your eyes burning out from how long you'd been waiting.

the harsh brightness illuminating light onto your face keeps your eyes from shutting, as you hesitantly call the filipina, your nerves abused from your countless meek justifications for why your girlfriend hasn't called you. your phone ringing blares throughout the room, before a soft, dulcet voice emerges from it.

"hey, why are you still up? it's late."

you sigh—maybe she just forgot to call you. she was a student after all, just like you, so that was plausible. taking a deep breath at her tactless question, "just, wanted to talk to you, that's all," you murmur against your phone, not wanting to trouble her.

"can't sleep?" her raspy voice emerges, making your cheeks flush.

you softly hum, agreeing, "come over? please."

your desperate plea makes sophia bite the inside of her cheek, the girl making some excuse off the top of her head, "shit, i can't. i got a calculus test tomorrow, and i need to sleep. 'm sorry."

you sigh, meekly nodding, "yeah, you're right. good luck though."

the filipina murmurs a simple "i know" before you two bid your good-byes quietly, hanging up the phone call. your head falls back to rest on your pillow, your troubled mind revisiting each and every one of sophia's words to you in the past few days. did you do anything wrong, why was she suddenly distant—those same questions continue to flood your mind, a frown pressing onto your lips.

you huff, deciding on sleeping on it for now. you lie down, settling into the bed with your body tense. minutes pass as the darkness deepens around you, and your mind is still nonetheless plagued by thoughts of the filipina girl. and for a few minutes, you lie there, tense in the stillness of the night, hoping that, in the back of your mind, sophia was just swamped with her coursework—as she claims to be.

the shared smiles, lingering touches, and laughter-filled nights with sophia swarm your mind—how long has it been since you last went on a date with her? your mind races, replaying scenarios and doubts you couldn't shake off.

shit.

you curse under your breath, while the ginger-head to your right is practically in hysteria, her hand over her mouth to keep her series of giggles suppressed. looking over the lecture roster again to double check, you read yours and your ex—manon's—names beside each other, making you guys partners for a pair-work project.

"it's like god's trying to set you up for failure," megan sneers, giggles eliciting from her throat, as she reads the assigned pairs off the google doc. in response, you lightly nudge her, scoffing, huffing out a muffled "shut up." you cross your arms against your chest, tapping your foot against the sleek floor.

"what's your girlfriend gonna think when she sees you with your ex? i mean, isn't she avoiding you or somethin' right now, too?" the chinese girl wearily mutters, making you rub your temples in apprehension. you snicker, shaking your head.

"she's not that jealous, you know—just sometimes a little, over the top," you shrug, running a hand through your hair. megan's laughter rings clear and unapologetic, her chuckles fading into a grin at your underestimation of your girlfriend's jealousy.

the ginger-head girl relentlessly teases you, "are we talking about the same girl who goes ballistic seeing any other girl with you?" your shoulders droop at her comment, making your roll your eyes.

you chime in, "i said she was sometimes over the top—she just means well, y'know!" you try to defend sophia's name, mumbling curses under your breath, before the lecture ends. the two of you get up, as you retort retaliations to megan's quips, before you're interrupted.

"hey." a hand creeps over your shoulder, lightly tapping it, and in-turn making shivers run down your spine. turning around, your eyes scan manon's face. a mixture of amusement and curiosity laces megan's face before she mouths a "see you later" to you.

"shit, don't scare me like that," you mutter, affronted, as you awkwardly stand in front of the ghanaian girl, shifting yourself to make room for others to leave. your brows twitch slightly, as you lean against the wall, a hint of seriousness slipping through your voice, "sooo.. we're partners, huh."

"yeah." manon rasps out, "do you just wanna go to the library to work it out?" she suggests, trying to make as much distance between the two of you. the air is thick with tension, as neither of you murmur any replies longer than a few words.

with a deep breath, you agree, "tomorrow?" to which, she meekly nods, muttering a "bye" before sauntering away. you swing your bag over your shoulder, a sigh drifting from your lips, rushing to find megan. you huff before strolling around campus, your eyes scanning the crowds for a girl with bright ginger hair.

you card a hand through your hair, your body tense from talking to manon, and you couldn't help but feel stupid for being so awkward around somebody you used to be close with. and it wasn't like neither you or manon had felt disdain against one-another, especially when you guys came to an agreement to break up; you two just weren't meant to be, and that's that. neither of you could commit to one-another—not when you both wanted to live your lives before your guys' first year of college.

before you could continue your train of thought, a pair of hands reach your shoulders. "hey!" lara exclaims, crashing onto your back with enthusiasm. your eyes dart to the indian girl, rolling your eyes, "what is up with people scarin' me today," you huff under your breath.

"who else is scaring you—what!" she feigns shock, dramatically opening her mouth wide to express her surprise.

"manon," you practically whisper—well, your voice was barely above one. your response makes lara chuckle, nudging your shoulder, a series of "no way!" combined with "today is not your day," escapes her breath.

you dramatically lament, "it's not funny! megan laughed too, like give me some pity at least!" snorting, the two of you walk through the campus, quips eliciting from you two every few seconds. the red-headed girl relentlessly mocks you for your worry, feigning pity for you.

"the professor sucks—always assigning group work without us choosing our groups," you grumble, "hell, megan could've been my partner, and i would've been fine with her just complaining 'n ranting while i do the work! 'cause at least i'd have entertainment," a chuckle escapes your breath, as you guys reach your dorm room.

unlocking the door, your eyes notice a particular ginger-head, making you exclaim, "you've been here the entire time?" both you and lara drop your bags off near the front door, slipping off your shoes.

"i literally live here?" she retorts sarcastically, as both you and the indian girl settle down, plopping down beside megan on the couch. while the two girls choose a tv show to watch on megan's laptop, your eyes stay fixated on your phone.

[ manon ] hey. ( 2:45 pm ) [ manon ] this is y/n right? ( 2:46 pm )

your eyebrows furrow, as you reluctantly text back, your thumbs hovering over your keyboard to think of what to say.

[ y/n ] yeah. ( 2:47 pm ) [ y/n ] do you need anything? ( 2:47 pm )

[ manon ] what time tmr ( 2:48 pm )

[ y/n ] 3pm. ( 2:48 pm )

and with that, you swiftly tuck your phone into your pocket, watching the two girls beside you struggle to choose between glee and gossip girl. you roll your eyes, your hand hovering over the mousepad to click on glee. you draw the curtains closed, turning the lights off, and making the laptop's harsh brightness being the only light emitting.

while your hands remain on the card-stock paper poster, you murmur curses under your breath, writing yours and manon's names on the board. the ghanaian girl meekly types out her part of the document onto the google doc, a thin line pressing onto her lips. beside the sound of your grumbles under your breath accompanied by the girl's nails against the laptop, the library fell into tension. you're aware of every sound, every breath she takes, and the slight rustling of papers against one-another from books.

the shared silence makes you bite the inside of your cheek, and taking a breath, you look over her work, quietly humming as you do so. "how- how is it going?" you try to converse, your tone hesitant.

"good—it's pretty easy," she murmurs, "what about you?"

"going good too," you silently exhale in relief.

you two keep distance between one-another for the next few hours, feeling relief yet unease simultaneously, as the two of you continue to work on the project. you softly hum under your breath, your earbud plugged into one of your ears. before you could ask manon about her progress, a pair of hands curl around your waist, making you jerk back in shock.

"jesus, soph'," you murmur, heat curling on your cheeks, as your hand brushes against the filipina's. your head cranks near sophia's—the girl's jaw clenched and her eyes slightly narrowed.

"why are you working with your ex?" she whisper-shouts against your ear, making you shake your head in a frenzy.

"'cause i have to, baby—" and before you could continue your sentence, the filipina interrupts you.

"we need to talk—real quick," sophia mutters, leaving up no room for discussion, before flashing a faux smile at manon, "it's fine if i just borrow her for a second, right?" to which, manon meekly nods, shrugging, "yeah, we're done anyway." she watches the filipina drag you out of the library.

"what is up with you—fuck, sophia!" you grumble, jerking your arm out of sophia's grasp. you stagger against the wall, a grunt escaping your breath, as sophia tilts her head, sighing.

"what's up with me, seriously? you—my own girlfriend—couldn't let me know that you were gonna be working on a project with your ex?" she hisses, her voice echoing through the halls. her throat tightens, "so, tell me. what's your excuse now?"

a stunned silence follows, your breath catching in your throat, as you scoff, your voice lowering, "are you jealous right now? get off your high horse, sophia! you have been practically avoiding me all week! and that same excuse of yours—'i'm busy!' seriously?" you huff, your fist clenching.

sophia's eyes widen, "so now we're blaming me? get over it, y/n—you can't handle not talking to me for a few days?" her face darkens, speaking in a raised tone. her body grows tense as she speaks.

you look at her incredulously, stepping closer, "stop twisting my words! god, can't you just take some accountability? you're acting so fucking strange!" anger flashes over your expression at the filipina's disregard for her actions. "i- i tried to ignore how you were avoiding me for the past few days—because maybe my girlfriend needed some time to herself, that's normal! but god, why won't you just ever let me all the way in!"

and at this rate, your guys' argument could be heard from any of the classrooms, passerby's giving you two glares for your volume. anxiety looms over you, as you wait for sophia's response, snickering.

"let you in? are you serious right now?" she asks, a grumble escaping her breath, as if to question your nerve to say such a thing. with anger sewn into her, the filipina continues her words, shooting out, "god, you're just infuriating."

your brows furrow, your eyes practically twitching, as you assert, raising your tone to match hers, "that's all you have to say for yourself?" genuinely taken aback by sophia's careless dismissal, you rub your temples, "i guess i know your priorities now." resolved, you try to hold yourself back.

and brick by brick, sophia's anger diffuses, remorse washing over her face, as she realizes her words' damage on you, "wait, baby—" tears begin to stream down your face, as you sweep past the filipina, rushing towards your dorm. her eyes widen as the shock from your reaction sets in.

settling in your dorm room, tears painting your flushed cheeks, as you crouch down onto the wooden planked floor, your knees up to your chest. trying to reach your retreating figure, sophia stands outside your dorm, her arms crossed against her chest. ans reluctantly, she knocks on the door.

"y/n," she whispers, her voice gentle—a stark contrast to her rugged, exasperated voice from earlier, "i'm sorry, please. just let me in, and we can talk."

and to no avail do you answer, sniffles and sighs escaping your breath. again, the filipina girl rasps out.

"please. just hear me out, and if you really think i'm being stupid, then just tell me," she desperately whispers, her tone tugging at your heart strings. you wipe the tears off your face, before getting up and unlocking your door.

reluctantly opening it wide open, you meet face-to-face with a regretful sophia standing outside meekly. you let the filipina in, silently closing the door behind her.

"i- i don't get you, at all, sophia," you murmur, your arms crossed against your chest. your words strain with effort to speak, your heart telling you to just curl up against the filipino girl to soothe your heartache.

"because ever since a few weeks ago, part of me feels like you've been waiting… waiting to just push me away. and my heart—it really is with you. you have always been the one i've wanted," your words with unbridled sincerity leave sophia shocked, the girl's cheeks flushed at your admission.

while you try to maintain your composure, sophia takes a deep breath, her tone gentle as her eyes bore into yours. "i'm sorry. i- i don't know why i went through so much trouble avoiding you, it made no sense. you were right. i never wanted to make you feel this way—to make you cry like this. i'm just- fuck… i'm scared for what's gonna happen to us when we graduate, when we're on our career path. i don't—can't lose you."

and cutting you off before you could say anything, sophia continues, "and i was irrational, avoiding you, then getting jealous. i should've been more trusting with you; i know you're not that type of person. god, i'm just so stupid."

she pulls you towards her desperately, enveloping your body, as she buries her head against the crook of your neck, breathing heavily to maintain her composure. her urgent, desperate need to comfort you, to show you she was truly sorry, was overbearing, as her delicate hands draws circles on your back. your heart twists at her words, as you whisper reassurance under your breath.

"i'm sorry—i love you, please," sophia presses her lips against yours fervently, wanting to just be near you. and of course, you return her feverish kisses, your lips as hungry as hers.

"can we just put this behind us?" you mumble, your hands entangling themselves in sophia's hair, lightly scratching it. she frantically nods her head, making you chuckle, "and god, you are stupid. i could never leave my pretty girl."

the filipina crashes down with you, holding onto you firmly, as if to keep you from ever getting up—which, you wouldn't ever think about doing. she drawls out, "just, forever let me pour my love onto you, for infinity."

you don't know what to do,

afraid she might not love you anymore

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[grahstumhurts]

Girlfriend Sophia thoughts

Gf!Sophia is the type of girlfriend that when you guys are doing an interview of some sort, will hold your hand when your nervous.

Gf!Sophia always pays close attention when your speaking.

Gf!Sophia will pass the mic when she knows you have either a story or something that connects to the questions asked.

Gf!Sophia learns how to cook your favourite meal, no matter how hard it may be.

Gf!Sophia is so cuddly, will always wanna cuddle with you when you guys have downtime.

Gf!Sophia will just spoon you, whether thats being the big or small spoon. And will watch tiktoks together with you, giggling at the funny ones and then tapping your phone to like it.

Gf!Sophia has a designated blanket on the couch for the two of you when you cuddle.

Gf!Sophia will send you either tiktoks or reels that she wants to make with you or that she knows you will find funny

Gf!Sophia always offers you to buy your favourite drink

A/N RHDHSFHJK im literally geeked out for sophia like all i crave is domesticity

[mischievous-thunder]

Loki's inner transformation is strikingly prominent. He's not the absolute chaos that he was when he was brought to the TVA for the first time.

His kindness, gratitude and selfless love surface during his stay in the TVA. His unwavering faith in his newfound family in the TVA is all the proof we need. He never gets tired of defending and appreciating his loved ones.

[sphvm]

speechless — sophia laforteza

pt.2 of a whole new world

sophia laforteza x fem!reader

tags: hate sex, fingering (sophia receiving), they’re both annoying and mean, pet names

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as the final curtain fell on the last performance, the exhilarating rush of adrenaline lingered in the air. applause echoed through the auditorium, and you felt a wave of accomplishment wash over you. the musical had gone beautifully, and with the applause still ringing in your ears, you saw sophia slip away from the celebration with a wide smile and a bow. she had a way of capturing attention, a presence that made it hard to look away. today, however, rather than letting her disappear into the crowd, you thought you would have a talk with her. you know. since you lost your voice.

you took a deep breath and made your way to the changing room where the performers were gathering their things. the hall was filled with the chatter of students still buzzed from the evening’s success, but the room where sophia had gone felt quieter. as you reached the door, you hesitated. did you really want to do this? but before you could second guess yourself, you quickly stepped inside.

the moment you entered, you found her standing in front of a mirror, brushing her hair absentmindedly. it was wavy from the braid it was kept in for hours. she looked back at you through the mirror, a narcissistic smile playing on her lips as she took in the night’s achievement. for a moment, you both locked eyes in the reflection. there was something electric in the look that you couldn’t quite understand.

she turned slowly, the flowy dress she was wearing swirling around her ankles. “hi sweetheart. did you enjoy the show?”

“listen we need to talk—“

“which i’m surprised you even can. how’s your throat been baby?” she interrupted and took a step closer to you. you can’t let her do this again.

her hand slid from your waist up to your cheek, but you slapped it away. her brows furrowed and she made an annoyed noise. “what’s your problem?” she spoke.

“what’s my problem? seriously?”

sophia kept close to you. “yeah. you’re acting like a fucking brat again.” her hands returned to your waist, pulling you toward her as she leaned in closer. “and we both know how that ended last time.” her breath was hot on your lips, but you felt a sudden urge of bravery. she gave you her stupid smirk and you gave in, capturing her lips. it was rough and not very graceful, teeth clashing and spit dripping down your chins. sophia tried taking control, moving her lips a little faster or gripping onto you a little tighter, but you didn’t let her. you wouldn’t.

“—the fuck are you doing?” she said as you turned the both of you around, pinning her to the wall and your lips connecting with her neck, a high pitched whimper escaping from her mouth. you sucked on a small space under her ear, probably a little too hard, wanting to hear more of her noises. you returned to her mouth, immediately deepening the kiss as she (begrudgingly) accepted she lost the fight for dominance. your hands wandered down to her ass, gripping it as she moaned in your mouth. you reached behind her dress, slowly undoing the zipper.

“you’re so fucking annoying, unzip it like a normal person.” sophia said, scoffing and doing it herself. you stared in awe as the dress slipped off. she wasn’t wearing a bra. “what? first time you’ve seen tits or something?” she asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

“you’re so much hotter when you don’t open your mouth.” you retaliate, your eyes not leaving her chest. you step closer, your hand and mouth reaching for opposite nipples. you tweaked and squeezed one while sucking and pulling at the other. sophia’s hand pressed your head closer to her, breathy moans filling the air.

“you like this huh? you like putting your pretty lips on me?” sophia asked, her voice quiet. you looked up at her and nodded, your mouth still on her. she reached down, grabbing your hand and guiding it between her legs. “feel how wet i am for you,” she whispered. and you did. you cupped her pussy, groaning lowly when you felt her drip into your palm. you slipped a finger in her, way too easily, her head falling back against the wall.

“fuck…sweetheart—“ you added a second finger, a gutteral moan ripping through her throat. “faster baby, come on. i know you can do it.” you gave her a dirty look, she smiled sweetly at you. you wiped the sweat dripping down her face away as you continued. you worked your fingers in and out of her dripping wet pussy, feeling her walls clench around you with each telling stroke. sophia's breaths grew harsher, her eyes rolling back as she panted. her walls tightened around your fingers, trying to hold back her moans. but you wanted to hear them. you needed to feel her fall apart for you.

“come on honey. let it out. don’t be ashamed.” you urged her, so obviously sarcastic she scoffed at you.

“shut…the fuck… up.” she cried out as you hit her g-spot, feeling her legs start to shake. sophia's eyes met yours and you felt victorious.

“you look so pretty.” you whispered, picking up speed. her pussy clamped down on you and you knew she was close. but you wanted all of her.

“you’re ruining the moment.” your hands returned to her chest, giving her just enough more stimulation to send her over the edge. she screamed out as she came. her walls clenching and unclenching around your fingers as she tugged you in closer. you felt her wetness coat your hand as she shuddered and shook in your arms.

“fuck.” she whispered, barely above a breath. you smiled as she pushes her sweaty hair back, her bare chest heaving up and down. “i’m so getting you back later, you just ruined my dress!”