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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!!

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.

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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

𝙂𝙧𝙖𝙝'𝙨 𝙣𝙖𝙫𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣

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