starberriea

[starberriea]

heyyy love your fics !!

I have a question, do you only write Lara x reader? Or are you open to write Lara x OC character or even Lara x another member ?

❤️❤️

heyyy omg thank you so much!! 🥹

I’m also open to lara x oc or lara x another member if you have something in mind!! feel free to send requests anytime🫶🏻

[starberriea]

Rose 🌹 - Lara Raj

🍓synopsis - You teach Lara how to play Grow a Garden on Roblox. She struggles at first, but by the end, she surprises you with a flower she grew and gifted just for you.

🍓genre - fluff

You flopped onto your bed, phone in hand, and called toward the hallway.

“Laraaaaa,” you sing-songed. “I made you an account. You said you’d try it, remember?”

Lara peeked her head into the room, still wearing one of your oversized hoodies, her hair a little messy from her nap. “What account?”

“For Grow a Garden on Roblox,” you said, scooting over and patting the spot beside you. “Come on. Just for a little while.”

She raised a brow but crossed the room anyway. “Isn’t that the flower game you keep talking about?”

You nodded, already opening the app for her. “Yup. It’s cute. You’ll like it.”

Lara sighed but sat beside you, legs brushing yours. “Alright. Show me what to do.”

You guided her through the basics — planting seeds, watering them, waiting for them to grow. She stared at the screen like it was a puzzle.

“Why won’t it let me plant here?” she asked, tapping the wrong spot again.

“That tile’s already taken,” you explained. “Look, see that little sprout? That means something’s growing.”

She leaned in closer. “Oh. I thought that was just dirt.”

You giggled. “Nope. That’s your carrot.”

Ten minutes later, she accidentally sold her first harvest. “Wait—I didn’t mean to sell that! I liked those plants.”

“It’s okay,” you said. “You’ll grow more. And now you have coins to buy cooler stuff.”

She paused, tapping through the menu. “Okay… fine. This is kinda cute.”

You smiled. “Told you.”

The two of you sat close, quietly tending to your digital gardens. Soft music played from your phones while your hands moved in sync. Sometimes she’d ask questions, and you’d lean over to help her place things or fix her plot. At one point, her head gently rested against your shoulder.

Then, softly, she said, “I think I grew something on purpose this time.”

You looked at her screen. Her avatar was standing beside a patch of strawberries and orange tulips.

“Nice,” you said. “You’re getting good at this.”

Lara clicked something, then looked over at you. “I sent it to you.”

Your screen lit up: “Lara has gifted you: Rose.”

You smiled. “Thanks, Raj.”

She shrugged. “It looked like you.”

You raised a brow. “Because it’s small and easily blown away?”

Lara laughed, bumping your shoulder. “Because it’s pretty and kind of all over the place.”

You nudged her back, cheeks warm. And when she looked at you with that soft, playful smile, it felt like something had bloomed between you—quiet and slow, but real.

[starberriea]

Permanent ✒️- Lara Raj

🍓synopsis - You dared Lara to get your letter as a tattoo. You thought it was a joke — but she really did it.

🍓genre - fluff

Someone on screen got a weird tattoo.

“I would never do that,” Lara said, laughing.

“What would you get then?” you asked.

She smiled. “Maybe a letter. Like the intials of someone’s name.”

You raised an eyebrow. “You’d get my initials?”

“Maybe,” she said. “If you dare me.”

You laughed. “Okay, I dare you.”

She gave you her pinky. “Deal.”

You thought she was joking.

A few days later, Lara came to see you.

She looked excited. Then she rolled up her sleeve.

On her wrist was a small tattoo — the initials of your name.

Your eyes widened. “Wait. You really did it?”

She grinned. “I told you I would.”

You were shocked. “Why?”

“Because it’s yours,” she said softly. “And I love you.”

You smiled, heart racing. “You’re crazy.”

“Yeah,” she said, holding your hand. “Crazy for you.”

[starberriea]

Lost in Translation 🌠 - Lara Raj

🍓synopsis - Lara tries to surprise you by speaking Tagalog during a stargazing date, but thanks to a prank from Sophia, she accidentally calls you a potato instead of pretty

🍓genre - fluff

Lara had been planning the stargazing date for days. She even checked the weather app three times a day to make sure there would be clear skies. But what she was most nervous about wasn’t the weather—it was speaking Tagalog.

You had casually mentioned how nice it was when people tried to speak your language. That stuck with her. So, for the past week, she’d been sneaking practice time between rehearsals, learning simple phrases from YouTube. But when that didn’t feel like enough, she asked Sophia for help.

Big mistake.

Sophia, grinning like a little devil, said, “If you want to say, ‘You look beautiful,’ just say Ang ganda mo.”
Then she added in a whisper, “And you could say Mukha kang patatas. It means ‘You’re pretty”

Lara didn’t catch the joke.

That night, you drove out of the city to an open hill with a clear view of the stars. A blanket, two drinks, and some snacks sat between you. It was peaceful, quiet, and honestly kind of perfect.

You were lying down, looking up at the sky, when Lara sat up and smiled nervously at you.

“I’ve been practicing,” she said. “Just… be nice, okay?”

You nodded, curious.

She cleared her throat. “Ang ganda mo… parang patatas.”

You slowly turned your head. “Did you just call me… a potato?”

Lara froze. “Wait—what?”

“A potato, Lara.”

“No, no, Sophia said—” Her eyes widened in realization. “Oh my god. I got pranked.”

You burst into laughter, flopping back on the blanket. “I knew it. Only Sophia would do that to you.”

Lara groaned and covered her face. “I wanted this to be cute! Romantic! Not… root vegetable themed!”

You were still laughing. “Honestly? It kind of is romantic. You tried.”

She peeked through her fingers. “So… you’re not mad?”

You rolled over, kissed her cheek, and whispered, “Not even a little.”

She smiled and relaxed beside you. Even if the words were wrong, the moment still felt right.

Under the stars, with a few silly mistakes and a lot of love, it was a night you'd always remember.

[starberriea]

Love Song 🎧 - Lara Raj

🍓synopsis - Lara wrote a song about you, but you heard it by accident before she finished it.

🍓genre - fluff

You and Lara had been dating for a while now. Things weren’t perfect—her schedule was packed, and she was constantly flying in and out for shows, shoots, and rehearsals. But when she was home, she made time for you. Tonight was one of those nights.

She was in the shower while you hung out in her apartment, curled up on her couch with a blanket. Her laptop was still open on the coffee table, and her phone buzzed right next to you. Nothing new. You were used to her devices always lighting up with notifications.

Then something popped up on her screen. An AirDrop notification. A file sent from her laptop to her phone.

“Untitled - demo.mp3”

You looked at it, then glanced at her phone. It was already saved.

You didn’t mean to be nosy, but you were curious. She'd been writing new songs lately—said they were more personal, more honest.

You tapped on it, thinking you’d just listen to a few seconds.

The music started soft. You recognized her voice right away—gentler, quieter than usual. She wasn’t performing here. She was being real.

And it didn’t take long to realize she was singing about you.

Your chest tightened. Your name wasn’t even in it, but it was obvious. The way she talked about small moments only the two of you shared. The way she described little things—things you didn’t even think she noticed.

You were so caught up in the song that you didn’t hear the bathroom door open.

When she saw you sitting there, holding her phone and clearly emotional, she froze in place.

“…You listened to it?” she asked carefully.

You looked up, wide-eyed. “Yeah. I didn’t mean to snoop, I swear. It just popped up, and I got curious…”

She stayed quiet for a second, towel still in her hand.

“I wasn’t done with it yet,” she said. “I was still fixing some of the lyrics. I didn’t want you to hear it until it was perfect.”

Your voice came out softer now. “It was perfect.”

She looked at you, surprised. You stood up slowly, walking toward her.

“You wrote me a song, Lara.”

Her shoulders dropped a little, as if she was finally letting go of something she’d been holding in. “Yeah. I did.”

“I didn’t know you were thinking about me like that.”

“I think about you all the time,” she said simply. “I just didn’t know how to say it... so I put it in a song.”

You reached for her hand and gave it a light squeeze. “You didn’t have to make it perfect. You already made me feel loved.”

Lara looked at you like she might cry—but in a good way. “So you liked it?”

“I loved it,” you said. “And I love you.”

Her smile grew slowly, full of warmth. “Then I guess I should finish it.”

You leaned your forehead against hers, laughing softly. “Only if I get to hear it before anyone else.”

“Deal,” she whispered, holding you closer.

And in that moment, no spotlight or song release could compare to how she made you feel—like you were her favorite melody all along.

[starberriea]

You Promised 🖤- Lara Raj

🍓synopsis- After Lara misses your anniversary, you finally lose patience and take off your engagement ring.

🍓genre- angst

She never showed.

When you got home, your keys shook in your hand. You half-expected her to already be there, panicked and apologizing. But instead, the door opened to the sound of music from the living room, and there she was—Lara, in sweatpants, casually eating cereal on the couch with her phone lighting up next to her.

She looked up like nothing was wrong. “Hey, love. You good?”

You stood frozen in the doorway, heart pounding. “You forgot.”

Her brows pulled together. “Forgot what?”

“Dinner,” you said through clenched teeth. “You forgot our anniversary dinner.”

The realization hit her face like a wave. “Shit.”

You stared at her. “That’s all you have to say?”

“I—I’m sorry,” she said, setting the bowl down. “Things at the studio ran way over. I lost track of time—”

“You didn’t even text me, Lara. I waited for over an hour like an idiot.”

She ran a hand through her hair. “I know. I messed up. But I’ve been swamped. We have comeback practice every day, and the team’s on my ass 24/7—”

“Oh, so I’m supposed to understand and just smile while you forget me?” you snapped. “You don’t get to use your job as an excuse every single time.”

Her expression hardened. “This isn’t some random job, Y/N. This is my career. You knew who I was before you said yes.”

“And you made promises after I said yes!” you shot back. “You promised to show up. You promised we’d still be a team, no matter how crazy it got!”

“I am trying!” she yelled, standing now. “You think this is easy for me? I’m juggling a hundred things every day, and all I get from you lately is guilt-tripping and silent treatment!”

You blinked at her, stunned. “So now I’m the problem?”

“I’m saying I’m trying and it’s never enough for you!”

That broke something inside of you.

You pulled off your engagement ring and set it on the coffee table.

Lara’s voice dropped. “What the hell are you doing?”

Your hand shook slightly, but your voice didn’t. “I can’t keep fighting to matter in your life. I can’t be with someone who thinks this—me telling you I’m hurting—is ‘too much.’”

“Don’t do that,” she said quickly, stepping closer. “Don’t throw this away over one mistake—”

“It’s not one, Lara! It’s every missed call, every late night, every ‘sorry I forgot.’ This ring is supposed to mean something, and right now it just feels empty.”

Her fists clenched at her sides. “You think I don’t want to be there? That I don’t miss you? I hate this—missing moments with you, feeling like I can’t do enough. But I’m trying to build something for us—”

“And in the process, you’re tearing us apart.”

Silence.

Her eyes flicked to the ring again. And her shoulders dropped. The fight drained out of her all at once.

“I don’t want to lose you,” she said quietly, the anger in her voice fading into something raw. “I’m sorry. For real. Not just because I messed up tonight—but because I haven’t been listening. I’ve been so scared of letting everyone else down, I didn’t realize I already was.”

Your heart cracked at that. You could see it—she wasn’t just overwhelmed. She was scared, too. Drowning in expectations.

You sat down on the edge of the couch, exhausted.

She slowly joined you, her voice smaller now. “I’ll do better. I’ll talk to my manager, rearrange stuff, set boundaries. I don’t want you feeling alone in this. Not when I’m the one who asked you to spend forever with me.”

You looked at her then. Really looked at her. Tired, stressed, but trying. Still Lara.

Still yours—if she could remember how to be.

“…I’m not putting it back on tonight,” you said softly.

She nodded.

“But if you mean all of that… if you prove it with actions, not just words—maybe I will.”

Lara reached out and took your hand. “I’ll earn it. I swear.”

And for the first time in weeks, you felt like maybe she meant it.

[starberriea]

Coffee Thief ☕️ - Lara Raj

🍓synopsis - You’re just trying to grab your morning coffee and start your day, but Lara Raj accidentally takes your drink—and things quickly get awkward.

🍓genre- fluff

You just wanted your coffee. That was it. One iced caramel macchiato to get you through the morning.

You stood by the pickup counter, eyes still half-closed, when someone in a hoodie and sunglasses swooped in and grabbed the only drink sitting there—your drink. You saw the name on the cup and recognized it immediately.

It was Lara Raj.

Yeah, the Lara from KATSEYE, the one with millions of followers. And right now, she had your coffee in her hand.

“Sorry,” you said, stepping forward and tapping her shoulder. “I think that’s mine?”

She turned slowly while removing her airpods, pulling her sunglasses down just enough to show her narrowed eyes and raised brow.

“Seriously?” she said, tone clipped but tired. “Look, I know people see me and want pictures or autographs or whatever—but right now? I’m exhausted. I’ve been running around all day, my phone’s buzzing nonstop, and honestly, I just want to enjoy one quiet moment with my coffee without someone crowding me or asking for a selfie. So please, just respect that I’m not in the mood for any pictures or fan stuff. I’m begging you.”

You blinked, stunned. “What?”

She gave a tight sigh, like she’d been through this exact thing a hundred times. “I’m just trying to have a quiet morning. Please respect my space.”

You stared at her, taken aback. “Okay, I don’t know who you think you are—”

She crossed her arms, still holding the cup. “Wow. You really just—”

“It’s literally my name on the cup,” you snapped, pointing a finger at the label. “I didn’t want a selfie, I wanted my damn coffee.”

Her head jerked slightly as she glanced at the sticker.

And froze.

Her shoulders dropped. “Oh. Shit.”

You crossed your arms, refusing to back down. “Yeah. ‘Oh shit’ sounds about right.”

She looked up at you, eyes wide now, panic replacing the attitude. “I—I’m so sorry. I thought you were…”

“A fan? Yeah, I got that.” You stepped back. “Don’t worry, your ego’s safe. I’ll go reorder my drink.”

“No—wait, please,” she said quickly, pulling off her sunglasses completely. “That was rude. I’m really sorry. I’ve just been... tired. And people usually do ask.”

You raised an eyebrow. “And you usually accuse them first?”

She winced. “Not my best moment.”

You turned away, still annoyed—but before you could walk off, she added, “Let me pay for yours. And maybe... sit with you while we wait? I owe you that much.”

You paused.

“…Fine,” you muttered, still a little annoyed.

Lara gave a genuine smile and said, “Thanks for giving me a chance.” Somehow, that made you feel a little less mad.