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hey! i saw that you wrote for ggs.. i know they’re a pretty new group but i was wondering if you’d ever write for katseye (the girls who were born before 03’)
I might in the future honestly, but as of right now, I probably won’t. They sound ridiculously good and I love the aesthetic that they have (+ the multiculturalism), but I personally like having enough content of the groups that I write for so that I can get to know each member better, I dunno if that makes sense.
Maybe ask me again when they have more stuff out?
If you don’t listen to Katseye already I definitely recommend listening to them!!!!!!!!!!!!
𝓨 UUNA ʚɞ THE PRE-DEBUT ICON · . ⺀
݁ ˖ 𝓐 MILLION LIVES ᯓ you know how in every group, there's that one member with an insane digital footprint? she's me , I'm her .
▸ voice actress, anime ost's, back up dancer, award show host, concept creator, songwriter, sanrio ambassador, twitter kpop stan, lead actress in a live action, j-pop trainee.
𓍼 if I didn't attend a performing arts school, graduation would have never been an option..
when someone asks why I'm changing up Katseye's discography but 'Gnarly' just came out:
˚🧸 "LOVE ME TWICE !!" — KATSEYE REALITY
playing — MIRACLE by RINI ˖ ·
"laid my life out for you, but I can't try to save you and drown for you babe.."
KATSEYE is a kpop-inspired, 6-member girl group under GEFFEN RECORDS and HYBE. The group was formed through the survival show "Dream Academy" with Sophia, Manon, Daniela, Lara, Megan, and Yuuna making the final lineup. They debuted with their first mini-album "RIDE or DIE" on June 28 2024, with the title track "SHOOTING STAR" .
"the second she walked into the studio, it was like the entire room's energy shifted: she was making the final lineup, no doubt..."
YUUNA KOMATSU was born to perform—almost literally. She discovered her love for the stage at just 4 years old, she thrived off of the attention, applause, the validation. A ballerina, an actress, a singer, a songwriter: the entertainment industry was made for her. Now, at 19 years old, Yuuna is ready to make an impact and show the industry what she was made for.
⊹ ࣪ PROFILE
NAME: Yuuna Komatsu
NICKNAMES: Nana, Yuka
STAGE NAME: Yuuna
BIRTHDAY: February 26, 2005
CHINESE ZODIAC: Rooster
HEIGHT: 173cm
MBTI TYPE: ENFP
DREAM CHARM: Glowing Pearl
REPRESENTATIVE EMOJI: 🦪 REPRESENTATIVE ANIMAL: Deer REPRESENTATIVE NUMBER: 222
INSTAGRAM: @ iloveyuu222
xoxo, nana ౨ৎ
dr masterlist
·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚ Searching for atlantis ( my own gg ) : moon minseo nabi
In this dr i am THE IT girl, globally and domestically, a singer-songwriter , producer, model and actress.My mom being a korean-american lawyer and my father being a businessman gave me a helping hand into the world, but I've made my current life on my own. I live in a luxurious apartment in Seoul with my groupmates, my 4 best friends. Face claim: wonyoung ive
Katseye dr: moon vivian minseo
In this dr I'm the it girl and face of the group KATSEYE, a 7 memer global group under HYBExGEFFEN. I placed 1st in DA after losing many survival shows prior. Now I live in Los Angeles with 6 of the most amazing girls. face claim: leeseo ive
Fame dr : moon minseo vivian
In this dr im a it girl and A list actress, my parents r the same in my ggdr. Starting off with small roles as a child , my career blossomed when i was about 13 in 2011 and it hasn’t stopped growing. Currently i live in a London apartment near the thames, it’s two bedrooms and two bathrooms and Very luxurious, i currently live alone but i often host friends to stay with me . face claim : jennie blackpink
– other drs to come ? ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙
gnarly was certianly gnarly. everything was so good (imo), from the concept to the beat to the mind-melting mv, expect for those damn lyrics💔💔
the chorus was fine and honestly catchy (especially the clean ver. -- both have been stuck in my head) but the verses?? maybe i wouldnt dislike them AS much if they weren't so.. empty instrumental wise. honestly it did grow on me after listening to it a few times but that might be because of the mv since i really love the direction they went with it
idk, all i do know is i'll still be supporting the girls while they promote this single, even though i don't vibe with it as much as i wanted to, and i'll be holding out hope for the next single and the album/ep/mini album (and i'll be avoiding their comment sections & twitter for a while lol)
gnarly is good bro idk what some of y'all R on. it's a sarcastic. we use things like fire and sick in our vocabulary every day, what difference does it make if it's gnarly. it's meant to be fun and a chaotic song. some of y'all R just missing the mark entirely. yeah the lyrics are cringe but that's what makes it fun, they aren't afraid to be different and be cringe.
gnarly is good bro idk what some of y'all R on. it's a sarcastic. we use things like fire and sick in our vocabulary every day, what difference does it make if it's gnarly. it's meant to be fun and a chaotic song. some of y'all R just missing the mark entirely. yeah the lyrics are cringe but that's what makes it fun, they aren't afraid to be different and be cringe.
𝙍𝙪𝙜𝙗𝙮 𝙋𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙧! 𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙭 𝙆𝙖𝙩𝙨𝙚𝙮𝙚
𝖧𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗇𝗌
ᴷᵃᵗˢᵉʸᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉⁱʳ ʳᵘᵍᵇʸ ᵖˡᵃʸᵉʳ ᵖᵃʳᵗⁿᵉʳ.
CW : Mentions of injuries, Suicide mentions
I decided not to include Yoonchae because these half-shots kinda have darker under tones and i dont exactly feel comfortable writing for her with a darker light.
ᴍᴀɴᴏɴ - ꜰᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ (ʜᴏᴏᴋᴇʀ) - ᴴᵉʳᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵉˢ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵐᵃⁿ ᴮʸ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖⁱˣⁱᵉˢ
The first time Manon had ever watched a rugby game had been when Megan took Katseye to Hong Kong to visit her family. Hookers have the largest impact on the scrum, They have to guide the ball out of the scrum and out to the scrum half. This has to be perfected as one wrong move and the ball will be stolen by the other hooker or will be kicked out too hard. This perfectionism is what drew Manon to you as she watched you on the Pitch, Your props pushing the other team back as much as they could as your leg nudged the ball out of the scrum for your teammate to pick up. Your attention to detail isn't only on the pitch but in lots of other aspects of your life, Manon admires your organized schedules. In her usual life, Her room stays messy until she finds the motivation to clean it. With being a hooker comes lots of hip flexibility which she is glad to help with, Stretching and a post practice routine is how you’ve maintained the flexibility to hold your own on the pitch. Though being smaller than Manon, Your muscles are quite a lot larger than hers, Especially in your legs. She loves watching your games, cheering you on at the side lines as you make tackles. She worries a lot about injuries, Physical and mental ones, Pushing you to go to physical therapy and talking therapy when you need it. The one time you don't listen to her and skip your physical therapy appointment, The next game you dislocate your shoulder. One moment you're running, pushing back defenders with a stiff arm, The next you're on the ground with the wind knocked out of you as your shoulder burns with pain. Your writhing on the ground as the referee stops the game to assess you. As you're being taken off the pitch. Manon runs down from the stands, holding your hand as they guide you into the medical room. During your recovery period, You two would just cruise around in Manon’s car, Singing any song that came on in your shared playlist. The contrast between the old rock style music and Manon’s more modern pop music makes the playlist more diverse as the two of you influence each other.
ꜱᴏᴘʜɪᴀ - ʙᴀᴄᴋ (ꜱᴄʀᴜᴍ ʜᴀʟꜰ) - ᶜʳᵘⁱˢᵉ ᵇʸ ᶠˡᵒʳᵈⁱᵃ ᴳᵉᵒʳᵍⁱᵃ ᴸⁱⁿᵉ
You had grown up as a country kid, Raised in the rural areas doing farm work and playing American Football. Only when you found rugby did you feel like you really belonged in sports, Being the more masculine kind of person only really made you stand out more when you got into high school. Your true passion was always rugby. As a scrum half, you control the ball going into the scrum, which means that you need to be quick on your feet to receive it. Your agility keeps Sophia mesmerized while she watches your games, you navigate the defense with ease. With your play style of unselfish playing, passing off to your teammates whenever the opportunity is open, It's uncommon that you score a try. But whenever you do, Sophia is always there to celebrate after the matter. She’s always there to help you with your pregame and post game routine, Her “Mother-ly” status in Katseye makes it easy for her to fall into the routine of helping you cook food. In return, you make sure to buy her flowers whenever coming home from a game and that she knows that every try you score is for her. On game days, She would always text you “good luck” with a heart emoji. This game had been quite a normal one, when a scrum occurred. You rolled the ball through your teammates legs and picked it up, tossing it to your teammate who were already aligned for your team's attack. The scrum broke off as your Fly half runs up into the defense, passing it back down to you who was running at pace. You quickly pivot, your foot planted for a side step to quickly change directions as you felt a pop in your knee. You immediately felt a searing pain as you collapsed onto the pitch. After you were taken to the hospital by the team medics, You were ambushed by a petrified Sophia who had heard from your teammates that you were at the hospital. After finding out that you had torn your ACL, Sophia promised the doctors she would take care of you. You two spend your time together cooking, going to the beach, and hanging out with the other members. You can't take showers without your country music playlist in the background, as much as Sophia pretends to abhor your music taste she can't deny that slow dancing to Chris Stapleton and Luke Combs is something she misses while she's away during Katseye’s comebacks.
ᴅᴀɴɪᴇʟᴀ - ꜰᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ (ᴘʀᴏᴘ) - ᴶᵃᵖᵃⁿᵉˢᵉ ᴰᵉⁿⁱᵐ ᵇʸ ᴰᵃⁿⁱᵉˡ ᶜᵃᵉˢᵃʳ
Your larger frame intimidated Dani at first. Once she saw past the facade she realized you were more of a gentle giant. Props are the main source of power in a scrum and are majorly important in securing the ball during it. You pour a lot of your energy and anger into rugby as its your way of “destressing” in a way, The physicality of the sport to you is what drew you into it. From the moment you played your first match you knew you were made to play rugby, Especially growing up in a rugby household. Your family watched the 7s yearly back home in LA, so it felt right when you joined the USA 7s team and made your debut in LA where Dani first met you. She was enamored by your soft spoken “gentlewoman” attitude, Her more extraverted self felt drawn to your down to earth personality. Dani definitely tries to tackle you any chance she gets when you're standing near the couch in the Katseye house. The other members sigh as you two play fight, They have to pull you two off each other when it goes on for at least two minutes. Your on pitch demeanor in contrast to your off-pitch personality is like watching two different people in the same body. On pitch you lead by example, making the tough tackles that bring down the offense, clearing space for your backs to gain momentum, and following the plays of your scrum half. Off pitch, you're a tired teddy bear, Cuddling with Dani any free moment. Whining and pouting when you have to move, You're her muscle when she needs to move some furniture or when she's out and about to scare some pushy guy off. Only when you come home from a tough match, to see her already sitting on your apartment's couch. She watches you limp to the bedroom and hop into the shower. She doesn't prod, or push. She lets you cool off in the shower, allowing you to come to her when the time is right. When you’ve cooled off, you collapse into her arms. A mess of limbs and curls wrapped around you as you vent about your match. What had occurred was when you were pushing through the scrum, your quad started to burn as you broke out and off your hooker. You tried to brush it off, running head first into the offense. Trying to clear off some players for your team. Your coach had noticed the slight limp in your run and immediately pulled you off, Your pitch side medic told you that you had acquired a muscle strain in your hip flexor. Dani consoled you, scratching your scalp in all the right places, Kissing your forehead when you paused sentences. Showing she cared, without saying anything. The next morning she had already texted Sophia to ask for advice on what to do, and had made up her mind that she was going to take you to your physio appointment. She held your hand as you were poked with needles and wires, Instruments and stretches you were made to take home. She set up a checklist on your phone that linked to her phone as well to make sure you were doing your necessary treatments and exercises. She didn't need to say anything to you, but she took care of you. You two bond over your shared taste in RnB, You two laze in bed when both of you have a day off. Just listening to your shared playlists. Back hugs while she cooks you two brunch is what makes these off days special for her.
ʟᴀʀᴀ- ʙᴀᴄᴋ (ᴡɪɴɢᴇʀ) - ² ʰᵃⁿᵈˢ ᴮʸ ᵀᵃᵗᵉ ᴹᶜʳᵃᵉ
Score the most tries, is what you’ve been told throughout your professional career. You’ve held trophies of being the tournament MVP, But nothing could still fill that void in your heart. You longed for something deeper than tries and conversions. That something was Lara Raj, She came into your life when you least expected it. While you were in recovery from a Suicide attempt, She marched straight into your life and brought color back into a once gray field. The love for the sport you’d been playing most of your life had come back as Lara spread the different shades of Crimson red, Coral orange, Cobalt blue, Periwinkle purple, Sage green, back into your life. You two had met through an unexpected mutual, Her high school friend had coincidentally been also your college friend. From the moment you two locked eyes you hit it off, You're as obsessed with her as she is with you, The amount of admiration the both of you have for each other can be felt in the spaces you share. Her side of the shared bedroom in the Katseye is filled with photos of you two, faces flushed, Cheek kisses, Lipstick stains. Your hoodies intermix in her regular rotation of pajamas. Your apartment holds her favorite flowers in vases she specifically bought for you, Her hair ties on the nightstand next to the bed you two share. Matching phone lockscreens, all the couple stuff that makes people automatically know how much she means to you. You listen to her music when she needs a second ear, play the drums when she just “Needs” the acoustic drum sounds. She sits on your lap as she writes lyrics in her book, while you scroll lazily on your phone. But on pitch, your cleats have an engraved L.R in a heart on the side. She knows every try you score and convert is for her, In a way that is unique to the both of you. The field is your second home in a way, You sprint through the defense using all the energy you can to make it through on your feet. The ball safely tucked under your arm as you weave through defenders that you push off strongly to reach the try line. You dive onto the ground as the line is pushed behind your feet, The ball roughly jammed into the pitch as another 5 points is awarded for your efforts. But you know when you walk off that pitch and into the tunnel, a bigger reward awaits you with her arms open, Her hair smelling of cinnamon and coconut.
ᴍᴇɢᴀɴ - ꜰᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ (ᴘʀᴏᴘ) - ˢᵘᵐᵐᵉʳ ᴮʸ ᴷᵉˢʰⁱ
You grew up in the coastal city of Hong Kong, Yours and Megan's parents had actually been friends in college before your parents decided to move back to Hong Kong to have kids. You had been enamored by the beauty of rugby from a young age, its ruthless physicality and brute strength. When you had the opportunity to join the Hong Kong 7s team, you immediately accepted. Megan at the time had just debuted with Katseye, Her press conferences and performances had taken over her life. By the time the 2025 7s season rolled around you had been promoted to a starter. Katseye’s activities had died off and the members went their separate ways for a break, Megan had gone home to Hawaii. Your parents had invited her and her family to come to Hong Kong to watch you play, something they could not pass up since your parents and her parents had only seen each other once since they had moved. The way you hustled on the pitch, A smile permanently plastered on your face, had a warming feeling for Megan. She had seen clips, Heard her parents talk about your amazing skills, But to see them in person. That was different. It was as if she could feel the excitement and happiness for the sport you loved off your body as you sprinted up and down. A reunion dinner for both families, The Skiendiel's and L/n’s, had been long overdue. You and Megan’s personalities matched each other, Bouncing off lame brain rot jokes like a ping pong game. The Katseye members refer to your relationship as a Golden retriever and an Orange cat. You two clicked like two Lego pieces, as if you were made for each other in a sweet, comforting, kind of way. She tries to teach you how to dance, watching you flail your limbs trying to copy her instructions. While you try to teach her how to spin pass a rugby ball, Unsuccessful but it was worth a try. She's the rock in your life, Keeping you grounded when you float off into imaginary land. On the pitch, your largeness had earned you the position of Prop. You harness your brute strength each time a scrum is called, Pushing against the shoulders of the opposing team. Scrums had to be your favorite moments each game, Making jokes with your other teammates and even sometimes the other team. Your goofiness is known worldwide on and off the field, You pour your heart into what you love and that was what drew her to you. Your personality on the pitch and off the pitch had been a siren song of sorts to her. When your already short season had been cut even shorter due to a serious knee dislocation, it had taken a large toll on you. After your surgery, you had already decided on visiting Megan in the US. She had come to the airport, in her disguise, waiting patiently. Sign in hand as you were wheeled to the exit by staff. The weeks you two spent together let your relationship flourish, She drove you to your appointments, While you cooked her dishes from home to reminisce. The Kats were grateful she had someone who could “Match her freak”, In the sense that you two complement each other in every way.
IM WORKING HARD!!
𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧
Manon x Gn!Reader
再也不想诈不知 谁人近日与你干着快乐事 你我之间存着黑影子 假使再拖极为无意义
Angst
Manon has been off, For months. A freezing cold gap between the two of you has been growing larger. Until you find out why.
CW - Mentions of cheating
A/N - I know the song itself isnt really the vibe, But the lyrics themselves are the vibe lol. Dont need to listen to it if its not your vibe since its Canto pop. Just felt like doing something fun! Based off the sandy lam song 灰色 (grey), Translation will be linked at the bottom for the song.
Things have felt off, For months, A shadow stood between the two of you. It started when Manon, Who had never been secretive once in your relationship, Suddenly changed her phone password. Things increasingly grew weirder over the weeks. Of course you had a gut feeling that something was off about her, But you trusted her enough to stay loyal, Even when times were tough in your relationship. She had always leaned on you when she needed help and you reciprocated that, You trusted her with every molecule in your body. But when she started leaving in the middle of the night while she thought you were sleeping, Driving off somewhere unknown, Something told you to investigate. When you found her entering a hotel, A woman was waiting outside for her, Hugging her tight and kissing her. It obviously stung, But the amount of energy you had put into your relationship for her to go and throw it away. She had sucked the life out of your heart, The colour drained only leaving a grey monotone in its place. You sat at your once warm home, Shared with who you thought was the love of your life, And waited. Waited for her to come back. Waited for her to come back and realise what she had done.
As soon as the door closed at around 3 am, You hopped out of bed. The restlessness kept you awake, You opened the bedroom door to see Manon, Sweat sheen, Lipstick stain on her collarbone, Who stood there stunned.
“How long” You sternly said with conviction in your voice. “How long have you been fucking other girls behind my back” She stared back at you, The girl who you had shared your first’s with, First relationship, First time having sex, First time moving in together, Stood before you. Guilt dripping on her sex covered ledger.
“I'm sorry” You see her eyes, glistening with tears about to fall, “I know i shouldn't have, But i just couldn't anymore.”
“Sorry, is all you have to say for yourself?!” You yelled, “Manon, I tried to ignore all the signs, “Maybe its a one time thing, Or shes not even cheating”, Fuck i loved you. I thought you loved me too.” You sigh, Rubbing your forefinger and thumb across your forehead.
“Please, Baby, Give me another chance. I promise i wont fuck it up.” She pleads, Practically begging.
“You ruined all your chances by fucking another girl behind my back,” You push her shoulders “I dont wanna love a liar. Fuck, Manon. I don't wanna see your face right now.” You turn to face away from her.
“Please, I'm begging you.” She cries, Her tears streaming down the face you once kissed with all the love your body could create. “I love you, y/n. Please”
“Pack your fucking things before i throw them out of the house.” You quietly mutter, “You better be out of here before I get back,” You say, walking out of the apartment.
When you get to your usual coffee spot, Your stunned to find Manon. Laughing along with a new girlfriend. It had been two months. She looked like you, She looked at Manon like she held up the stars and the moon that shine in the night sky. You tried to stay away from your old spots of habit from when you were with her. But like a magnetic force, She couldn't stay far enough away from you. Maybe part of you still missed that vigorous feeling of love that she gave you. You hated yourself for not being able to break through that grey feeling from your break up, You knew what was best for you was to move on from her. To realise how much better life was after her, And before her. But the broken memories of your time together still held places in your brain, etched into your skull.
Let me be the history, So you can move on
Manon angst WIP
Things have felt off, For months, A shadow stood between the two of you. It started when Manon, Who had never been secretive once in your relationship, Suddenly changed her phone password. Things increasingly grew weirder over the weeks. Of course you had a gut feeling that something was off about her, But you trusted her enough to stay loyal, Even when times were tough in your relationship.
Strawberries and Cigarettes
"𝙇𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨, 𝘿𝙖𝙮𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙨, 𝙎𝙪𝙜𝙖𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙎𝙢𝙤𝙠𝙚 𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨, 𝙄𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙖 𝙛𝙤𝙤𝙡. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙬𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝘾𝙞𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙨, 𝘼𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪"
Sophia x 7th Member! Reader
CW - Implied smut, Use of drugs ( weed)
Prompt - A is preparing themself to roll with their day. B walks on them wearing nothing but their shirt.
Being an idol is busy. Busy life everyday, but when you do have breaks you choose to spend them relaxing. Relaxing as in wearing close to nothing in the comfort of your own room and blowing smoke rings with the joint that Dani so graciously gifted to you. So here you are, Laying on your bed wearing only a sports bra, boxers, and glasses. You're watching some random movie that Manon had recommended you watch and snacking on some popcorn. You pause the movie and get up to stretch, Seeing as your popcorn bowl had almost run out you walk down the stairs assuming that the rest of the Kats had gone out on their day offs as they usually do. You sit on the kitchen island, waiting for the popcorn to pop while humming some random song. The buzz from the weed still settling into your system. You hear footsteps coming down the stairs but it doesn't register in your head that someone had actually been home till you hear a little gasp behind you.
“Have you been smoking again?” Sophia sternly asks you, Your head whips to the direction where her voice came from.
“Maybe?” You slyly grin at her just as the microwave Dings. You leap over to it and grab the hot bag with your fingertips.
“You should put on some clothes, The others should be coming soon.” Her face slightly flushed as you turn fully around to face her, Cheeks full of your hot snack.
“What, you don't like it? Seems like you can't keep your eyes off me, Soph.” You smirk, She sighs at your antics.
“I’m not saying I don't like it, but…” Your taken aback slightly at her boldness, she traps you between her and the counter behind you.
“My popcorns gonna go cold, Soph.” You smugly smile at her “Get to your point sweet cheeks,” You tap your finger against her cheek.
“You're so high aren't you?” She giggles,
“Mhm,” You giggle.
–
You take a puff of your blunt, breathing it out slowly with a slight burn in your throat that you’ve grown used to. She lays, facing you on your bed watching your every move.
“I never thought i would be smoking in front of you, Soph” You slowly cough out, Tapping the blunt into the ashtray sitting on the nightstand. Some random CD of yours quietly playing in the background as you two stare at each other.
“You wanna try?” You expect her to say no, but to your surprise she shrugs.
“I don't mind.”
“Do you trust me?” You take a puff as she nods, You slowly grab her chin, Straddling her waist. Holding her face between your thumb and palm, Her dewy bare skin glowing in the low light of the afternoon sun. You separate her lips slightly with your thumb. You mumble a “Open your mouth”, And she does. Allowing you to blow the smoke past her lips and into her lungs. She glances at your lips, then your eyes, then back to your lips. She coughs slightly at the burn, Her body jolting up right. “Breathe Soph,” You pat her back, stroking her cheekbones as she coughs. Some vapor escaping her lungs.
“Im okay,” She sighs. Her lips, Your lips. So perfectly spaced for someone to kiss another’s lips. Your eyes burn slightly, She bores her pupils into your face. Memorizing each blemish and freckle and birthmark and imperfection.
“You seem to be doing okay for your first time being high, hm?” You tease her, pushing the stray strands of hair out of her face. Grinning at her, You smugly comment “You look really good from up here.”
“Really now?” She tilts her head to the side teasingly, You lean in close.
“Like.. Really good.” you press your lips to her neck, Kissing her pulse point. You can smell her signature Jojoba hair oil and strawberry lip balm. You feel her arms wrap around your waist, pulling you closer into her body. Your hand trails down to the top of her sweatpants, You look up at her. “Can i?”
She nods, “No, I wanna hear you say it for me.”
“I want you, Please”
cookin a lil sumthin
“Have you been smoking again?” Sophia sternly asks you, Your head whips to the direction where her voice came from.
“Maybe?” You slyly grin at her just as the microwave Dings. You leap over to it and grab the hot bag with your fingertips.
“You should put on some clothes, The others should be coming soon.” Her face slightly flushed as you turn fully around to face her, Cheeks full of your hot snack.
“What, you don't like it? Seems like you can't keep your eyes off me, Soph.” You smirk, She sighs at your antics.
“I’m not saying I don't like it, but…” your taken aback slightly at her boldness, she traps you between her and the counter behind you.
“My popcorns gonna go cold, Soph.” You smugly smile at her “Get to your point sweet cheeks,” You tap your finger against her cheek.
“You're so high aren't you?” She giggles,
“Mhm,” You giggle.
𝙉𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙡 𝙏𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙨
Mean megan x Tmasc Reader SMUT Content - Degredation(ish?), Mentions of Bratty Reader(?),Choking,Scratching, Riding Strap, Dom! megan, Sub!Reader, Petnames like Honey and baby, Puppy is used like once, Fluff at the end.
A/N its quite short ik, but its kinda the best i could come up with since im kinda in a bit of a writing block rn..... Enjoy?
Word count ~600
“Good boy, Baby” Megan looks down at you through her lashes. Your face flushed, Hands gripping her hips as she lowers herself onto the strap attached to your hips. She rests her chin on your shoulder. Her whimpers grow louder next to your ear, You could almost imagine her walls clenched around you as if the faux cock was your own. “You like it when I moan in your ear baby? Of course you do” She giggles, kissing the shell of your ear. The bed creaks with her movements on top of you. You let out an exasperated sigh.
“Fuck..” You whisper, She grips your shoulders and neck. Scratching them with her nails, Red marks trail down your topless figure. The louder her whimpers get the more the scratches burn. The occasional grunt leaves your mouth as she rides you with a growing ferver.
“You were so needy for me, Being such a whore out there. Flirting with Manon like that. Where's that attitude now, Baby?” She strokes your hair, Her pupils dilated. Lips bruised with her lipstick smudged, similar to yours. “So fuck me like you want to. Or are you to stupid to do that for me?” She mocks. The grip on her hips tighten as you push your hips into her, Trying to match her speed. A moan tears through her throat, Sweat glistens on both your bodies. The sounds of your skin meeting hers reverberates through her bedroom, The Bed creaking louder with each thrust from your hips. Her hand grips yours, Squeezing it tightly. Her free hand grips your bicep with the strength of a hundred soldiers, Leaving crescent marks in your skin, The slight flame underneath the marks makes the desire to make her come undone on top of you grow hotter. Her abs flex under the touch of your hand pressing down on the slight bulge under her skin.
“Fuck your so pretty, Megan” Your eyes trail down the sight of her, mouth agape filling the room with her moans, Her perfect brown sugar coloured iris’ covered by her dilated pupils, Just everything, The sheen layer of sweat covering her neck, Her. You let go of her hand and grip her throat, Pressing down slightly. She breathes raggedly, Her abs flex.
“Shit Y/n, baby i'm gonna cum” She coughs out.
“Cum for me, Meg” You feel her hand grip your back, Her nails burn your shoulder blades as they drag down. You slowly circle her hips on the strap, Her orgasm crashes over making her drag out a quiet whimper. She tucks her face into your neck, You can feel the sweat from her dripping on you. and as disgusting as it sounds, You don't mind it. She mumbles something under her breath as you snap out of your spiraling thoughts. “Hm? What was that honey?” She sits up,
“I said, You look good covered in scratch marks.” She giggles, Her eyelids drooping slightly.
“Its like a trophy for how good i can make you feel” You smirk at her. Leaning in to capture her lips with your own, Tasting her citrus lip balm.
“What am I going to do with a scratched up puppy like you baby?” She smiles against your lips.
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The suns shining down in santa monica beach, The kats are setting up for their beach day. Setting down the snacks and beach towels, Yoonchae tugs your shirt as you set down your backpack next to megans bag.
“Y/n Can we go into the water?” She quietly asks,
“Sure yoonchip.” You excitedly respond, pulling your shirt over your head. Manon is the first to notice the Natural Tattoos on your back made by your one and only girlfriend.
“Y/n…” Manon says between belly laughs,
“What?” you turn around to see all the kats staring at you,
“You’ve got a lil’ something on your back” Sophia side eyes Megan, Who is bright red.
𝙇𝙞𝙗𝙧𝙖𝙧𝙮
𝙆𝙖𝙩𝙨𝙚𝙮𝙚 𝙐𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙣 𝙒𝘽𝘽
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4. "The stars, They rival your beauty"
Cheerleader!Megan x Loser Band member! Reader
Rekindling Masterlist
“And we are here” You announce as you park your car. Megan reaches behind the front seats to grab the grocery bags, The plastic rustling slightly. “I need to go and get the blankets from the back,” You hop out of the car and pop the trunk, two fleece blankets in rolls.
“You sure we're allowed to be out here this late?” She looks at the gate of the park entrance,
“It should be fine, I’ve been here before at this time”
“Oh so you’ve brought other girls here?” She jokes, “and what did you two do here alone in the dark at the park?”
“What is done in the park, stays in the park.” You shrug, Smugly smiling at her as you slip past the gate.
You two walk in silence, the sounds of your footsteps and the bags brushing together are one of the only things besides the sounds of nature and your breathing.
“It’s really pretty out tonight.” She sighs, Looking up at the stars.
“The stars are more clear because we are further from the city.” You roll out a blanket on a flat patch of grass. “Light pollution and all that ruins the sight.” You splay out on the blanket.
“Taking up all the space I see?” She giggles at your position and pulls out her phone to snap a photo.
“Come down here, The stars look so pretty.” You reach your hand out to her, She takes it and allows herself to be gently dragged down to your level. Her head resting on your chest.
“You can see the Gemini constellation from here.” You point out a grouping of stars.
“You're such a nerd.” She mumbles, Holding your hand and tracing the lines in your palm.
“It’s not nerd shit to know fun facts.” You reach for the snack bag and pull out her cookies. “I’m gonna eat all your fox cookies for that insult” You snicker,
“No! Those are off limits!” She climbs on top of you to try and snatch them out of your hand, You wave your arm out of her reach. She pins your wrist down onto the ground, grabbing her cookie packet out of your hand. You pause and observe both your positions,
“This looks very suspicious from a distance.”
“Does it now?” She leans closer to your face, You can feel her breath fanning across your face. You notice every freckle in her face, the light eyebags under her eyes, she is all you can focus on. The way her pupils enlarge slightly and flicker between your eyes and your lips. The smell of sweat and grass masked her drifting scent of her shampoo and perfume.
She clears her throat, “Sorry, That was kind of weird” She backs away and sits next to you. As much as you wanna ignore the energy in the air, it's apparent the both of you can't.
“What did we end up buying?” you scavenge through the bag, searching for a drink of some sort.
“I think I bought some chips or something.” She grabs some turtle chips, “I’ve been seeing these on tiktok and wanted to try them.”
“Tell me if they are good or not, Haven't seen them before.” You lie back, admiring the stars above. You hear a slight crunch and gasp from her,
“Oh my god these are so good what the fuck?!” Her eyes wide, “Try it” She shoves her fingers towards your mouth, a singular layered chip with specks of sugar crystals on top held between her fingers. You open your mouth and allow her to place the chip between your lips, Immediately tasting its brown sugar flavour and cinnamon spice.
“Wait, that's amazing?” You're shocked at the amount of flavour that can come out of one package product.
You both slowly eat together the snacks that you bought, Enjoying the silence and solitude of the park while also appreciating the presence of the two of you. Megan ends up with her head on your chest while you both lay on the blankets, Just staring into the sky. When different constellations come to your recognition you point them out, Guiding her hand to point where it was.
“I had a great time, Thank you” Megan says, walking back to your car holding the trash in one hand. She gives her signature smile, this moment is immediately saved in your mind.
“No problem.” You open the car door for her and run over to your side.
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Your car stops just in front of Megan’s driveway, You two sit in silence for a good thirty seconds before she turns to you.
“Thank you for tonight,” She fidgets with her hands, Before you reach out and hold them in yours.
“You’ll just have to take me out on a date soon as well.” She laughs tiredly, grabbing hold of her bags and stepping out of the car.
“I’ll text you later. Okay?” She waves you off before running into her house. You cant help but feel the fullness in your chest overflow, It’s hard to push down feelings when she acts this way especially since the two of you almost kissed. Keyword Almost.
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Thursday comes and you're exhausted, Overthinking takes a toll on one's mind doesn't it. Your sitting in Daniela's garage like usual, scribbling down some lyrics as they mess around. “By now you would have finished writing, Whats up?” Dani sits beside you, she sees right through your mask of normalcy.
“Promise you wont make fun of me.” You sigh, rubbing your forehead
“Do you even know me?”
“That's true i guess” Knowing the whole group they’d make a spectacle of your whole situation, first convincing them after 10 years of knowing meant you were over your feelings for her, then having to fake date her, and finally nearly kissing her.
“I have a feeling I already know what's going on.” She rests her chin on your shoulder, Quietly sighing as she reads over your notebook. “I mean this whole song is basically telling me already how you feel, About Megan and all that.” She's caught you, Like a fish in a trap. Helpless and knowing what comes next. “Your not exactly slick, i mean i knew you were a helpless romantic but i didn't think you were this helpless”
“I have to fake date her, for her friends.” You chuckle at how stupid it sounds in retrospect, “I guess it made me realise how i was most definitely not over her.”
“It’s okay to still have feelings for her, you do realise that right?” She sits up, Turning your shoulders to make you face her and forcing you to hold eye contact. “You spent the last ten years of your life pining for her and now you kinda have what you wanted all along? Not exactly surprising that you still like her.” She shrugs,
“Part of me wants it to be real to her too, I feel like theres some part of her that wants it as much i do.”
“Even if you want her with all your heart, You cant make someone want you back. As sad as it sounds its true.” She points her finger at your heart, “Deep down in that loser mopey heart of yours, You know what to do.” She walks off, patting your shoulder. At this point your brain is an echo chamber, You can't Make someone want you back. That's what scares you the most. Its frightening to be wrong, especially when you have something as important as a ten year friendship on the line. But at the same time, If you two are meant to only be friends,
What's the harm in asking for more?
Chapter 4 sneak peak
“This looks very suspicious from a distance.”
“Does it now?” She leans closer to your face, You can feel her breath fanning across your face. You notice every freckle in her face, the light eyebags under her eyes, she is all you can focus on. The way her pupils enlarge slightly and flicker between your eyes and your lips. The smell of sweat and grass masked her drifting scent of her shampoo and perfume.
did I just fail my science test? very much so. but did I just write the cutest fucking thing ever? yes. very demure very cutesy of me, I'm giving the people what they want. and that's Megan and rekindling!yn on a picnic date.
3. "The Cutest pair"
Cheerleader!Megan x Loser Band member! Reader
Rekindling Masterlist
A/N - Lowk "the cutest pair" by Regina song vibes but not exactly.
Wednesday comes fast, One moment you're hanging out at Megan's house, The other you're suddenly at a cheer practice which you never saw yourself at till you reconciled with Megan. You're sitting on the bleachers, Megan’s letterman laid over your shoulders as you scroll on your phone. It feels performative, While on one hand for years and years you only pined for her. But now that you have her, Kind of, it's conflicting. It's not real, But damn do you wish it was. You hope part of her, wishes it’s real too.
“Hey” Megan yells from the grassy field, Giving you her signature puppy eyed smile. It melts a cold spot of resentment in your heart. “Come down, we are gonna go get food.” She blows you a kiss, Her friends giggle at her antics as they collect their things. You race down the steps into her wide open arms. Her scent lingering with her perfume and now combined with sweat.
“Hi, Megs” You kiss her sweaty cheek. “Gross your all sweaty, Go change.”
“What? you don't like it?” She rubs her arms on you, Her friends whisper from the side, glancing between the two of you.
“What so you two are like, Actually dating?” Her friend Anya waves her finger around, gesturing at you.
“I thought I told you I was seeing Yn?” Megan slips her arms off your shoulders, Looking confused.
“I thought that it was just for us to stop setting you up with Greg. He really likes you,” Another one, whose name you don't know, comments.
“Just because Greg is Quinn’s brother doesn't mean I'm going to like him. He's clapped if anything, and not my type.” Megan sighs, rubbing her forehead in distress.
“Plus I am very happy with my current situation right now.” she wraps an arm around your waist to pull you into a side hug.
“I'm gonna head home, i'll talk to you guys later” She collects the last of her things and shoves them into her duffle bag, You follow behind her closely. As you pass her “So-Called” friends, you glare at them on your way out.
“Your strong for that, you know?” You bump shoulders with her while walking to your car, she leans against the hood.
“You wanna come over to mine or just go to your house?” You grasp her hand into yours, rubbing your thumb in between the ridge between her forefinger and thumb, Trying to soothe some of her nerves.
“I dont wanna go home just yet,” She looks down at her feet, her bags next to her shoes.
“So?” You question the meaning behind that.
“Honestly just wanna be somewhere with you,”
“Oh,” She fidgets with her fingers,
“Unless you have somewhere to be tonight, Totally fine if you do.” She gives you a grin to hide some of the hurt from this afternoon.
“I don't,” You pause. Thinking about things to do, for just the two of you. “Why don't we go to my house, Pick up some food and go for a picnic tonight?”
“Really?” The thought of being alone with her, at the park, on a blanket, Just looking at the stars. It doesn't frighten you somehow. As much as it seemed like dating her would be a dream when you had a crush on her, its not as scary as you made it out to be previously. You two hop in the car and head off to your house,
“You wanna make a pit stop at the grocery store for some snacks?” You grip the wheel with one hand, The other holding hers. She nods,
“I wanna get some Fox’s Jam’n cream, They are so good.” You chuckle at her, "I've been so obsessed with them recently"
“Well let's not get too excited, This grocery store is kinda limited at times.” You pull into the store parking lot.
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“Ohhh! I used to eat these all the time after school as a kid” You pull out one of your favourite snacks, A packet of seaweed rice crackers (A/N Yes those are actually my favourites)
“I remember, You would never share with me.” She snickers, Remembering the times as kids you two shared. “I used to get so mad cause i shared my snacks with you”
“Fair enough, Kid me was kind of a bitch.”
“Kind of? Understatement” Megan coughs out the other half of her sentence. You shove her shoulder, giggling.
“Your laughs really pretty” She blurts out. When she realises what she says her face turns red.
“Thanks, Meg.” Your face feels hot when her words settle in your brain.
She thinks your laugh is pretty.
Your laugh is pretty.
Is pretty.
Pretty.
You two silently shove more snacks into the cart, adding in some drinks along the way. The silence isn't uncomfortable, Like it used to be. But usually before she would fill the gaps in conversation with funny thoughts that pop in her mind. It's more relaxed, one could say that the two of you look like you’ve been dating for years. The silence is warm and it smells of citrus and vanilla.
(A/n if your perfume is vanilla scented just pretend that its whatever your scent is)
Chapter 3 sneak peak!
Wednesday comes fast, One moment you're hanging out at megans house, The other you're suddenly at a cheer practice which you never saw yourself at till you reconciled with Megan. You're sitting on the bleachers, Megan’s letterman laid over your shoulders as you scroll on your phone. It feels preformative, While on one hand for years and years you only pined for her. But now that you have her, Kind of, it's conflicting. It's not real, But damn do you wish it was. You hope part of her, wishes it’s real too.
2. Putting it into gear
Cheerleader!Megan x Loser Band Member!Reader
A/N Not proof read lol so it might have some weird wording and shit.
Rekindling Masterlist
The late May air is starting to feel slightly humid and hot as it usually does by this time, Megan's waiting outside. Leaning on the side of the school fence looking effortlessly beautiful as she does.
“Hey” you greet her, “What did you need to talk about?” She looks up from her phone, then looks around behind you to see if people are watching.
“Look, I owe you an apology and-”
“That's an understatement.” You cut her off. “Two years of ignoring me should get me something better than an apology”
“Just hear me out”
She looks you in the eyes, Her pupils glistening with the caramelised apple colour it's always been.
“Please,”
“Fine” You cross your arms in anticipation “You gonna tell me or what?”
“I need to fake date you, for friendship reasons I guess.” Obviously that stuns you, A girl you had a crush on for the past ten years of your life is suddenly asking you to fake date her.
“What?” Your face contorts in a mix of surprise and confusion “Why me?”
“You're the only gay person I know, I’m trying to come out to them and they won't believe me till I date someone who fits their “Gay” vision” She sighs, her face portrays her obviously conflicted emotions. “Look its okay if you won't do it, You don't owe me anything especially since i abandoned you but at least sleep on it for me.”
She pauses, trying to read your face, noticing the slight differences in your eyes.
“I also needed to say sorry, I wasn't there when I promised I would be.”
“I wont accept your apology for now, you need to earn my trust back, Megan.”
You sigh at the dilemma, do you chose to help her with her fake dating thing, or do you leave her behind.
“I’ll help you under one condition, We will stay friends afterwards.”
You expect her to say no, the wavering tone in your voice saying so.
“Thank you so much, seriously I appreciate this. I owe you, N/n” She hugs you, Her scent lingering of fresh citrus and light berries. Her arms wrap around your waist, you instinctively wrap your arms around her shoulders.
“We need to figure out a plan for this whole situation.” You comment as you two break the hug, still feeling the lingering warmth of her.
“Are you free this week to meet up?”
“Tuesdays and Thursdays I meet up with my band, any other day we can meet up after school.”
“How about wednesday? I have practice, can you come watch and we can go somewhere after?” The thought of her friends seeing you makes your skin crawl as your reputation with these “Popular” people is not exactly great. Considering that you and Lara are the ones who stand up to Greg when he feels the need to degrade Yoonchae. You may or may not have gotten into some physical altercations with said Greg.
“Sure, It’ll sell the idea that we are dating a bit more,” It’s a trade off that is worth it to make Megan happy. You shrug just as her phone rings, Her ringtone was not the same as the one you had remembered her to have. It had been her favourite song, Perfect Lover by Britney Spears. But now it's one of those default ones, Removing some of the personality from her.
“Yeah?"
"Oh, Okay."
"I’ll see you soon, Mom. Love you bye”
You can vaguely hear her moms voice throughout the quick phone call, her familiar tone isn't something you can forget easily.
“You gotta go I assume?” you pick at your nails, “I can walk you home if you want?” You look up to her, trying to gauge her reaction through her body language. “Unless you dont want me to.. You know what forget i even said-”
“NO!” She suddenly cuts you off mid sentence “I mean, No” She clears her throat repeating her affirmation in a softer tone, “it’d be nice for my mom to see you again, She used to ask me about you all the time.” She presses her lips into a line, her face covered with embarrassment.
“Lead the way,” You slightly smile at the thought that her mom still wondered where you had been all this time, She starts walking in the direction of her house. Making small talk to catch up on each others lives during the two years of absence, Your hands brushing together as you walk on the pavement.
“I missed you, you know that right?”
The smallness in her voice juxtaposes her usually large demeanour.
“I hoped you did,”
You chuckle slightly,
“I missed you too.”
“This is me,” she stops in front of the house you used to know, “You wanna stay for dinner? I mean you don't have to or anything.”
“Sure, It’ll be nice to say hi to your mom.” She leads you into her house, The recognisable scent of her moms cooking wafting into your nostrils. Filling your senses with memories of years prior. “Do we have to fake date in front of your mom aswell?” You tease her, Slipping off your shoes.
“Yeah, I guess so..” She replies nervously, just as her Mom wraps around the corner from the kitchen. “Hey, I brought home a special someone.”
“Oh my gosh, YN! I didn't realise you were coming tonight for dinner.” She embraces you in a warm hug. “Feels like I haven't seen you in forever.” She lightly jabs at Megan with her elbow.
“Just been busy with school work and college applications, you know how it is.” You lightly giggle at Megan’s mom’s actions. “Glad to see you Mrs. Skiendiel”
“Oh please, Yn. You know not to call me that, Just aunty is okay.”
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“Wow aunty, this is seriously delicious.” You moan as you wolf down the rice and pork on your plate. “I'm grateful that your cooking skills haven't deteriorated in the period I haven't seen you” You say in between bites.
“Im happy you like it, feel free to come over and eat when you want to, Honey” She chuckles
“Uhm Mom, We have something to talk about with you.” Megan’s words shift the energy at the table. You swallow your latest bite and glance at Megan, Giving her a reassuring look.
“You guys are dating? I know, it's not that much of a shock.” Aunty takes the words out of Megan's mouth, “I've been patiently waiting when you two would realise your feelings for eachother. I have a standing bet with your mom, Yn.” She matter-a-factly comments,
“No funny business in my house alright?”
“Yes aunty, I don't plan on doing anything with Megan till she's ready. Don't worry”
You try to clear the air quickly, Megan grabs your hand on the table. Interlocking her fingers with your ring clad ones, The slightly cold metal meeting her warm skin. The embarrassment of your words settling in with the two of you.
“I wouldn't dare hurt Megan, I hope you know that aunty.” You stupidly grin at her.
“I know, Yn. Just double checking, I know how you teenagers can be.” She lets out a deep sigh of relaxation. “I have some work to do. all I need you guys to do is the dishes, can you two handle that?” She squints her eyes at us,
“Yeah, dont worry about it, Mom.” Megan stands and starts clearing the plates from the table, You follow her actions grabbing plates and silverware and bringing them to the sink in the kitchen.
“I’ll be in the office working if you need me, Good night you two.” Megan’s Mom announces before the door closes.
“Oh my god i swear that was the most awkward i've been with your mom in forever.” You let out a deep sigh as you lean against the kitchen counter, Megan places down the rest of the dishes.
“Yeah no that was really awkward.” She giggles “Yes aunty i don't plan on doing anything with Megan till she's ready” She mockingly says in your tone of voice. You shove her shoulder lightly.
“Come on lets finish the dishes, I rinse, you dry?” You stand over the sink, turn on the sink and scrub the dinner plates with a soapy sponge.
“Mhm, sounds like a solid plan” She hums, picking up the drying towel from the towel rack as you start to hand her some rinsed dishes. You cheekily smile to yourself as you get a devious idea. Megan is suddenly met with a warm splash of water from the sink head
“You did not just do that” She looks at you astonished, Mouth agape. “You little shit, Yn”
“Such hurtful words require punishment” You giggle as you spray her with more water,
“What the fuck!” She squeals, feeling the water soak her shirt, “that's not fair, i don't have a sink to spray you too.” Suddenly it seems as Megan gets an idea for your payback.
“Come here, YN. Give me, your girlfriend, A hug. why don't you?”
“No! I'm not gonna hug you, Meg. You gotta catch me first.” She roars with laughter as she chases after you in the kitchen.
“Im gonna get you!” She loudly shouts, Running you into the corner of the kitchen.
“I’ve got you trapped now don't i?” She pants.
“I guess so, And what are you gonna do about it?”
You tease her, She pulls you into a wet hug “Eughhhh, it's so cold” You groan feeling her damp top spread the water on your shirt. She pulls away, Snickering at the sight of your now also damp shirt,
“You get what's coming for you.”
“Can i atleast borrow a shirt or something?” You pull your shirt away from your chest to unstick it from your skin.
“Yeah, Come on. Let's go upstairs and dry off.” She grasps her hand with yours, Her nails graze your wrist. She drags you up the stairs into her room. You stare in awe, It looks similar to when you were last here but different at the same time.
“You took down the BTS posters?” You take a glance at her as she rummages through her closet for two shirts.
“Figured it was time to grow up i guess” She sighs and pulls out the shirts.
“You sure it wasnt just your new friends pressuring you? Not that it really matters honestly, just curious.”
“Yes its fine, seriously, YN. I dont get whats your problem is right now, they were just posters.” She throws a purple oversized shirt at you.
“Just asking, No offence and all that” You exhale deeply, “Should i go to the bathroom and change or?” She just nods and you take that as your sign to leave the room.
You reenter the room and she's laying on her bed, Phone in hand. You knock on the door frame, she glances up then pats the side of the bed for you to sit down.
“Sorry by the way. Its not really my place to ask those types of questions.” You sit on the end of her bed.
“Its okay, I'm sorry too by the way. I overreacted a tad.” You observe as she hesitates to interlock hands, You take action as you interlock your pinkies together.
"I guess i realized how much you've changed. And i guess i wasn't ready to fully realize it." You lay next to her, Brushing shoulders.
was I the only one slightly concerned with the length of katseyes skirts? or am I tweaking.... 😅😅
taking my time with the Megan series, I also do got a lot of tests coming up so I'm taking it slow🙏 pray for me y'all🕊️🕊️
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1. Ignition
Cheerleader!Megan x Loser Band Member!Reader
a/n - n/n basically means nickname
Rekindling Masterlist
“Hey” Lara waves a hand over your face “You good? Zoned out for a good five minutes. Anything you wanna talk about?” She questions the look on your face, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder. Noticing the deepness in your thoughts in the way your face had scrunched up.
“I'm good, Dont worry about me.” You shrug her hand off your shoulder, standing up to put your guitar strap on. “What are we working on today?” All four of your band had gathered in Dani’s garage, which had become a tradition ever since forming your quartet. Meeting up every Tuesday and Thursday to work on music together, With Lara as vocals, Dani as bass, Yoonchae on drums and You on guitar and main songwriter.
“We are voting on prom performance songs” Dani grins, “As the leader of our band, I say we should do either Still into you or Fender. if your done that is.”
“Either one works for me.” Yoonchae chimes in, quietly tuning her drum kit.
“I'm down to sing still into you” Lara shrugs and looks over at me expectantly. “What bout’ you? Still into you fits your vibes currently since you're still not over megan.” Dani slaps Laras arm, “Ow what its true!” She rubs her arm.
“Fenders my vote, Dani?” you glance over at dani who is still glaring at Lara. “For the record I'm over her.” You go back to playing around with your pick, One that Megan had given you when you were kids. A pink hello kitty one with her worn out initials on the back.
“You still using that pick says a lot, Yn” Dani scoffs “But i can ask if we do both? I’m sure Ms Grant wont mind us doing two” She shrugs,
“Well some of the lyrics on fender need some reworking since i haven't finished it.” you add in, “I’m like, 80% done though. Shouldn't take too long” you glance into your notebook, the lyrics scribbled in, varieties of different coloured pens from when you had woken up and scribbled something down. You hand it over to Lara, who takes a quick read and nods.
“This is probably some of your best work so far, Personally.” She smiles, “No offence to the other songs in this tragedy of a notebook”
“None taken, Some of those were horrid” You chuckle. “Lets work on still into you first though, I’ll finish up fender in the next couple of days.” You strum your guitar to check its tuning before turning on the amp.
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Wednesdays were always the worst. You shared one class with Megan and that was Psychology. On Wednesdays Psych was always first period, which means you had to see her with Greg. Greg is an asshole to say the least, He always teases Yoonchae, who's a sophomore while he's a Senior. Calling her a bunch of racist slurs and other things cause she's a transfer student from Korea, Not sure he realises Megan is also Asian. Pretty fucking ironic honestly. Greg always flirts with Megan any chance he gets. It's hard not to pay attention to his poor attempts at flirting with her when he's so bad at it.
You sit in your regular spot waiting for Ms Ginberg, You open up your notebook and work on changing up some of the lyrics that didn't work.
“Im hiding in the trunk im crossing my legs,” You mumble under your breath, “What's another word for crossing?” You rub your forehead as you repeat your question aloud.
“Pretzeling is a good word. If that's what you're looking for?” Megan stands by your desk, Close enough to notice the scent of oranges and persimmons, Her favourite fruits. “You write music now, That's pretty cool, N/n” She smiles at you, as if she hadn't been ignoring you for the past year.
“Thanks,” You avoid eye contact with her, scribbling down the word in place of crossing. “I'm hiding in the trunk, I'm pretzeling my legs. Sounds a lot better.”
“Whats this song even about?” She questions you, looking into your notebook glancing around at the different lyrics.
“Its nothing, just something i'm working on” You hastily close the book and shove it into your bag. “Since when do you care what i'm doing?” You scoff under your breath as Ms Ginberg walks in, Megan returns to her normal seat next to Greg with a slightly hurt expression.
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Class goes as usual, Ms Ginberg teaches nothing, Greg flirts with Megan,Ms Ginberg assigns you way too much homework, and the list goes on. You gotta give it to Greg, he is persistent. Megan comes up behind you after class ends, Taps your shoulder to get your attention.
“Hey, Can we talk after school?” She asks, with a seemingly large amount of sincerity “I owe you an apology and an explanation.”
“What makes you care now?” You cross your arms over your chest and give her a disappointed look “You haven't seemed to care for two years, Megan.” It hurts to call her that when you’ve known her for all your life as Meg or Meimei.
“Look, Just hear me out. You don't have to do anything afterwards, I'll leave you be. But just take a chance on me okay?” She pleads with you.
“Fine, I’ll meet you outside the gate and we’ll talk there.” You sigh deeply, “I’ve gotta go to my next class. I’ll see you around, Megan” You walk off, knocking your shoulders together as you push past her to your second class of the day. Lara ambushes you on your way to your shared ceramics class.
“So, what's the deal with you and Megan anyway?” She gives you a knowing look “If you're not over her just say so, Saw you talking to her earlier.”
“She wanted to talk, I dunno what about but it seems important I guess.” You shrug “I’m not entirely sure if I'm totally over her now.” You sigh again and Lara rolls her eyes
“I knew it, Dude, seriously its not that embarrassing as you think.” She pushes your shoulder playfully “First girl crushes be like that for real.” she laughs after her last comment.
A/n EEEK SO HAPPY WITH HOW THIS FIRST CHAPTER CAME OUT WOOOWOWOOO