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Tattoo Tour (Ona Batlle x Reader )

Warnings: none! pure fluff

A/N: I had to invent some meanings to Ona’s tattoos bcs obviously i don’t know what they all actually mean. UPDATE: this fic rly flopped oops

Prompt: reader and ona play for man united and are doing a tattoo tour video for manchester uniteds youtube chanel.

"You guys ready?" The media manager asks, looking between you and Ona. "Yeah, let’s do it!" Ona answered, her spanish accent making your heart melt for her. You two had been together for over a year and a half now, but every day, your love for her grew even more.

"Okay, 3,2,1, rolling!" The woman behind the camera said. "Hey red devils! I’m y/n y/l/n…" you start saying, "and I am Ona Batlle…" Ona finished, "and today we are doing a tattoo tour. We both have a lot of tattoos. I think i have 9 and Ona has… 8?" you say, turning to Ona. "Sí, eight." "Right, so we’ll be showing them off to you guys, and explaining what they mean. So… let’s do it!" you finished the introduction and the camera woman cut the video taping. "Which tattoos do we show first?" Ona asks, turning to you. "Uhmm… I think i’ll start with my arms. I have three on my left and two on my right." You told her. "Okay, i’ll do my back first." Ona said. "But we should show our matching tattoo at the same time." She then added. "Yeah, of course."

Ona started unzipping her training jacket, leaving her in her sports bra. Ona had always been very comfortable with her body, often posting more revealing pictures on instagram, you were always the one behind the camera. So, you follow suite, unzipping your training top, revealing a red, manchester united muscle tank so that you could easily show your arms. "Giving the fans a show, eh?" Ona whispered lovingly into your ear. "Aren’t you to one with your abs out?" You answered, looking down at the shorter girl. "Yeah, but you have guns." Ona said, poking your bicep.

Little did they know, the camera had started rolling already. "Guys, we’re rolling." The camera woman said, laughter in her voice. "Oops… sorry." Ona said, blushing. "Okay! Ona is going to start, she’s going to show us the three tattoos on her back, while i’ll show you the ones on my arm. Then we’ll move on. Good?" You said, turning to your girlfriend at the last part. "Muy bien." She answered. "You start." You told her.

Ona turned around and started talking about her tattoos. "I got the lion when I was 22, a few months after I met y/n actually. I think it’s kind of a reminder to stay fearless, while still being kind and caring. Lions are known to be protective animals and y/n always calls me protective even though she’s 10 times more protective than I am." Ona says, laughing as you roll your eyes. "When your girlfriend is teeny and gets thrown all over the place on the pitch, you get pretty protective." You simply answer. "Ha, ha." Ona says.

A camera man comes up to the duo to get a close up of the artistic lion on Ona’s back. "Then I have this sentence right here." Ona said as you traced your finger under the sentence. "It’s in spanish but it translates to 'love should be a two sided coin' and it’s something my abuela always used to tell me. She’s never cared that I like girls, as long as the one I love loves me just as much." Ona explained.

Once again, the camera zoomed in on the sentence. "Okay it’s a short video so show yours y/n/n!" Ona said, giving you her full attention.

Despite your strong build, you were known in the world of women’s football as a pretty shy person, so every time Ona’s eyes met yours, your blush would give you away. It was something you and your best friend, Jessie Fleming, shared. "Okay. Sure." You said, turning to the main camera. "First things first. Almost all my tattoos have stories behind them, so bare with me. Speaking of, my first tattoo is a bears head." You say, turning your left bicep towards the camera and pointing to the tattoo that was about the size of your fist. "This was actually my first tattoo, which is kind of weird because usually people opt for a smaller one as their first. But I kind of just went straight for it. My teammates at UCLA used to call me bear, which is weird when you don’t know the backstory. Bears are used in two common expressions. Soft like a teddy bear, and strong like a bear. And they always used to say that those sentences both described me." You say, a camera coming and filming the tattoo up close.

You don’t notice Ona smiling at you, her eyes almost twinkling. "Then on my forearm-" you say, turning your arm to show words. "-I have the words rationed trust. That’s kind of simple honestly, never trust just one person. Then, on the back of my hand I have butterflies. Butterflies are my favorite animal. I’ve had butterflies land on me during football games like… three times. They’re just really special to me." You say, smiling at the two butterflies. "I’m gonna hurry this up a bit to get back to Oni but on my other arm I have two tattoos. One of which i’ll let Ona explain. but on the back of my arm I have a bike. Which is matching with Jessie Fleming, who’s one of my best friends in the entire world. We got them after our first year of university because we would bike everywhere, all the time and it became one of our favorite activities." You finished explaining, smiling at the camera.

You looked at Ona, staring at her as though she was the most mesmerizing person in the universe. Which, to you, she was. "A lot of people have caught on to this but we’ve never actually confirmed it. We both have a tattoo in the crook of our arm that says lover. We’re pretty big Taylor Swift fans and well, yeah." Ona says. "Plus this one here is really corny. She always says how people would tell her not to get matching tattoos with partners because what if you break up. And she always says 'the pain of getting the tattoo removed would be nothing compared to the pain of loosing Ona. So I don’t care.' " Ona quotes you. "Hey! Now everyone’s gonna think you have me wrapped around your pinky." You pout at her. "Oh but I do." Ona joked, all thought she wasn’t really joking.

Ona then explained a couple more of her tattoos, and you pointed out the whale on your rib cage, the human heart on your upper left back, the olympic rings on your hip bone, and the daisy, rose, and orchid bouquet behind your ear.

Finally, the video wrapped up, and you and Ona were free to go home.

THE WEEK AFTER:

"Oh my god guys you need to see this." Alessia Russo said, rushing towards you and Ona. Ella was right beside her, smirking. Alessia was on tik tok and pressed play on a video. It seemed to be a fan page for you and ona. the username was onaxy/n and in the caption it said 'I will never ever get over how y/n looks at Ona.'

The song playing was MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT by Elley Duhé, and at the beat drop, clips from the tattoo tour video were played, edited in sync with the audio. Clips of you looking at Ona with so much love in your eyes, the clip of you tracing Ona’s tattoo with your index, clips of you smiling down at her like she was the only person in the world.

"People are obsessed with you two." Ella said as the edit ended. "Is that how you look at me?" Ona said, smiling at you. "I don’t know! I didn’t notice I was doing that." You answered, your cheeks burning. "It is. All the time." Lessi answered, smiling cheekily. "Ha! You looove meeee!" Ona said, teasing her girlfriend. "Don’t get cocky Ona, you look at her like that too." Ella said, giggling and rushing off with Alesia. "You were saying?" You said, smirking at your girlfriend. "Te amo, bebé," Ona said, kissing you sweetly.

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lovecanyon · 2 years

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y/nflorals Y/N OUT ON A WALK IN LONDON TODAY WITH HARRY!

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zayn Y/N, I am truly so ecstatic that you’re finally gonna become a mother! Just yesterday you and the boys were running around backstage giving Paul trouble.

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accidentally-in-fictional-love · 15 days

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Susceptible - Jack Delroy/Reader

Warnings: Fully clothed grinding, very slight dirty talk, very light exhibitionism in a sense, no use of Y/N, female-hinted reader because of skirt/makeup mentions but other than that there's no real gender mention.

Wordcount: 4950

Summary: You spent a small fortune getting a ticket to Carmichael Haig's show on the promise of his new act showing his audience something the world has never seen before, as well as the possible attendance of one Jack Delroy, but will two hours of bullshit be worth the risk?

Notes: There is SO MUCH BUILDUP I'm so sorry I'm so weak for worldbuilding and plot I swear the other one I have planned will be shorter OTL I have never written a reader before but I am a huge fan of them, especially the DDverse ones I've been binging oop, so I hope this is a good first attempt! It's been a few years since I've written anything like this and probably a good decade or so since I last posted anything, so here's hoping I post more in the upcoming future~ This is also completely unbetaed so if you see any mistakes please let me know <3 The Manhattan Center is also real but didn't fit my needs entirely so I mashed it together with the theatre I went to as a kid lol

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Carmichael Haig was back in town and you had no idea why you were here.

He had left for what felt like both forever and not nearly long enough for a few months to do his tour, seeing his smug face everywhere you looked between both digital and paper news and making your distaste grow a little more each time. You had been fond of his trickery for a time, but his move from magic man to skeptic had sucked all the fun out of the act, his determination to not only find the real but humiliate the fakes way past annoying to straight up sickening to you by this point. Tonight’s show proved to be another big presentation of the latter you’d decided when it’d been announced officially, promoted by your favourite talk show host - and current celebrity crush - Jack Delroy; his smile was wide for the cameras but it didn’t reach his eyes, you could always tell between them by now and he did not seem to be as pleased as the two talked about it that night.

‘I’m going to show the world something they’ve never seen before,’ Carmichael had said, his usual smug look in place as he hammed it up for the cameras like he could really pull that off, Jack running with it like the patron saint of patience he had to be.

‘Big talk, you sure I can’t convince you to give our wonderful audience a taste tonight?’ he asked, the crowd cheering at the mere thought of getting to experience his new act an entire month early, but if there was even an iota of temptation within him to share he hid it perfectly. He waved the offer away to everyone’s disappointment, Jack pouting on everyone’s behalf and putting those big eyes on display as his own plea; the ratings, you imagined, would be wonderful for a segment like this when his show was already starting to slip down the line, but even that was no use.

‘You’ll all get a chance to see it on the 13th,’ he promised them as he turned to face the audience, the place and date scrolling across the bottom of the screen yet again, they’d been flashing it every single time it was mentioned to the point where you were sure you’d see it in your sleep tonight, rolling across the bottom half of your dream. ‘Or, those of you who’ve been able to get your tickets will, we’re selling out fast,’ he smirked with a tip of his glass, yet another thing that’d been brought up and hammered home; you’d gone to the Manhattan Center to check a couple days ago, just out of curiosity, the ticket price absolutely ridiculous to the point that you were convinced they’d never sell out, but now you guessed your distaste of him wasn’t as widespread as you’d secretly hoped.

Jack slapped his leg in mock disappointment, Carmichael looking back to him at the sound. ‘Guess you’ll have to tell me all about it the next time you’re back in town, I had asked Gus to pick one up for me but it seems he missed that call,’ he joked, Gus’ surprise at the blame of his absence being placed on him getting a big laugh as his face fell and he tried to explain himself.

Carmichael placed an understanding hand on Jack’s shoulder and leaned in closer, the other man leaning in in return as if to receive some kind of secret. ‘Well then, it’s a good thing my date canceled on me,’ he retorted, and when he pulled his hand back he revealed a ticket, Jack’s eyes going wide as he accepted the gift with a big smile, pointing to it before shaking Carmichael’s hand with a thanks.

Ah, so that was why you were here again.

You knew you’d never be able to get a seat on Night Owls because the thought of Jack seeing you in the crowd made you blush all the way to your shoulders, even on your bravest of nights you hadn’t been able to even call and see if there were any tickets left, but to maybe share an audience with him? To sit in the same room as him where you could steal glances if you were able to find him, with no risk whatsoever of him catching the way your eyes lit up when you looked at that handsome face, that dangerously attractive body? That was doable.

It had cost an arm and a leg to convince that scalper to hand over one of the tickets he was parading around outside the Center, but it was worth it as you stepped inside, your heart racing because, unless he wanted to risk the aftermath of Carmichael calling him out for not going, he was here; somewhere in this building was the man you’d been dreaming about since his debut a few years ago, the one you watched nearly every night without fail just for that hour where he looked at you, talked to you, noticed you even if it was through a camera, and that was all you’d needed until tonight.

You’d gotten a pretty shitty seat despite the price but you didn’t mind, it actually worked out for you considering you weren’t actually there to see the show but to look for someone in the seats in front of you, and you hoped that you’d be able to spot him from where you were in the far back corner. As long as he wasn’t, say, the exact opposite of you then you probably stood a chance of at least a glance, since his ticket came from Carmichael himself you guessed that it was probably close to the front if not front row center just to mess with him and prove that he’d come, and you felt all the hair rise on your arms and neck when Carmichael walked on stage early to very loudly greet someone who’d just walked in.

There he was, leaving his seat to meet the other man in the middle, and he was so much further than you expected but it was still him, big smile in place, hair perfectly combed, his crisp suit being wrinkled by Carmichael’s hands as he gave him a showy hug, and he was beautiful. You froze in the middle of the row, unable to finish the walk as your eyes stayed on him, the people trying to get by you not as starstruck as they attempted to squeeze past when you ignored their presence.

‘Sorry,’ you murmured as you sat as fast as you could, eyes still trained on him as he waved to the crowd to prove that yes, he did honour the gift and was there to see this big new act he’d been promised. You let out an embarrassingly needy whine when he sat back down and you became unable to see him again, the mass of bodies behind him obscuring all but a sliver of the back of his head from this angle, and you’d be damned if you had to spend the next 2 hours stuck like this at a Carmichael Haig show of all things. The person at the end of the row finally arrived and you made your move, hurrying down and taking one last glance before getting ready to make this whole thing a little more bearable. ‘Excuse me,’ you nearly stuttered as the person, a man older than yourself who definitely gave off the air of being a Carmichael fan, looked up at you, ‘would you want to trade seats with me? I was really looking forward to the show but I was too late to grab an aisle seat.’

It’s a blatant lie but the quick glance from before proved that you could see him better from there, and the chance of getting to look at him for the next two hours was worth the look the man gave you at the request.

‘Which one are you?’ he asked, looking down to the few empty spaces still waiting for their owners, and you pulled out your ticket to double check, seeing that it was R51; wow, you didn’t realize how far away R was from A until you saw it firsthand. He looked back down to your seat and considered it, looking you over midthought when he thought you weren’t looking, and he almost got away with it if not for the fact that you felt his eyes on you. ‘$100,’ he decided, the offer knocking the wind right out of you.

‘What? The seat was already $350,’ you choke, giving away the fact that you were really, really late to the party.

‘Take it or leave it, I had the sense to order on time,’ is all he says to that, and you looked back at your possible view before sighing heavily and reaching for your wallet; goddamnit, Jack, if only he knew how worth it he was. You hand over the money and step aside, the man pocketing his fee and leaving the seat for you as promised, and the view is just barely better but there he is again, perfectly in view due to what can only be a miracle, the hole in your wallet feeling a little less big as you watched him turn his head to talk to someone, giving you a perfect side view.

He really was handsome, captivating even from this distance, and you swoon a little as the audience finished filling out, the lights dimming and obscuring your view a little more save the grace of the stage lights that illuminate him from the front as Carmichael walked back out on stage and started the show. You’d never been one for spacing out but you couldn’t take your eyes off him, the $450 price tag of this shitty aisle seat all for him and not feeling so bad even as Carmichael charms everyone around you. He didn’t look to the side that often, you guessed he didn’t actually know his neighbour since the seat was a gift, but the times that he did, where he laughed or sighed at the theatrics or even put his face in his hand because he wasn’t having too much fun, were all cataloged away in your head forever, the perfect souvenirs to last you a lifetime of home viewing after this.

At about an hour in according to your old watch, Jack looked about ready to get up and find any reason to leave, which you couldn’t blame him for, the acts themselves were pretty damn good you realized in the times you actually paid attention, but it was getting so tiring to see Carmichael explain away all of their tricks, to see the joy leave their faces at being called a fraud or having all their mysteries revealed, and it was clear Jack felt the same down in row A. After a particularly rough walk-off from a woman who was trying very desperately to convince Carmichael that she could really read his mind and ending up with the humiliating reality that everything he answered to was false to get her to out herself, you noticed that when you looked back to his seat that Jack isn’t there, and you were in the middle of wondering where he went when the person coming up the aisle came into view so suddenly that it took your breath away.

It was Jack, his brow twitching slightly to keep a neutral face, his footsteps heavy as he tried not to stomp and draw attention to the fact that that last one really pissed him off, his hands already reaching into his suit pocket for something. You tried not to stare the closer he got but it was hard, years of being able to look all you want training your brain to look look look as he approached, and you forced yourself to stare straight ahead at the stage as he reached you. Your hands were clenched tight in your lap as he went to pass row R, and you were in the middle of thinking you were going to make it when he fumbled the small box in his pocket and dropped it with a low curse, the cigarettes he apparently smoked bouncing to the side and coming to a stop between your recently shined shoes.

Your head snapped down so fast you felt it in your neck as he came to a stop beside you, the two of you locating the box at the same time, and you stiffened as he reached for it before realizing how rude that would be despite his own sour mood. ‘I’m sorry, could I bother you for a second,’ he asked, his smile back in place despite being a bit tense, and you stuttered out a confirmation as you leaned down to pick them up.

‘I didn’t know you smoked,’ you blurted out before you could stop yourself, Jack’s hand frozen in midair as he reached for the box, his smile relaxing a little as he looked from your hand to your face.

‘Did I find myself a Night Owl in this sea of skeptics?’ he wondered aloud, your cheeks brightening in a way that really made you pray it was dark enough not to notice.

‘I wanted to see what all the fuss was about,’ you lie, and he crouched down so he could hear your whispers as the crowd reacted to the next act.

‘I take it you’re also not very impressed,’ he figured, hitting the nail on the head based on your expression alone. He chuckled at your silent confirmation and looked back down to the cigarettes, his fingertips just barely touching yours as you both held it, you didn’t even know when he’d grabbed it and you let go before it got awkward, but he didn’t seem to notice. ‘Well, if you don’t tell my producer that I’m smoking again, then I won’t tell Haig that you didn’t like his show, deal?’

You sucked in a breath as he moved the box to his left hand, offering up his right for a handshake this time to seal the deal, your heart pounding as you shook on it, his smile more genuine than you’d seen all night, you could always tell. He stood back up as the act finished and Carmichael went back to his disproving, his mood dropping again as his need to escape rearose. You both offered a look of disdain at the stage before he stood back up to move again, something stopping him midstep before he turned on his heel and leaned back down to you, a shiver running down your spine at how close he was so he could be heard.

‘Have you ever been to one of my shows?’ he asked, genuine curiosity in his voice, his warm breath accidentally hitting your neck and rendering you unable to do anything but glance at him and shake your head no. ‘You’d have a much better time, I’ve got some great stuff coming up,’ he pitched, either completely unaware of your predicament or just used to people acting like this around him, either way he didn’t react when your eyes couldn’t help but flicker down to watch him lick his lips so fast you almost missed it. ‘The next one’s already booked up but if you go down to the studio and give them this card, you should be able to get a spot for a night you’re free, I'd like to see you there.’

He pulled out his wallet and grabbed a business card, flipping it around to the blank side on the back before resting it on the arm of the chair. A pen was found next, and he scribbled a quick note to the ticket seller on it on your behalf, signing it and handing it over with that big showman smile of his. You took it and placed it in your own wallet, the previous hole instantly filled with its presence, his mood clearly raised by the interaction as he wished you a quick goodbye and resumed his journey outside, oblivious to the fact that you were about to disrupt the entire theater if you didn’t find a place to scream and fast.

You gave him a few minutes to reach the doors before jumping to your feet and making for the bathroom, your heels clickclacking on the tile the entire way until you found the correct door. The place was empty, which was great because once you caught sight of yourself you knew that it was bad enough he saw you this way, no one else should get the pleasure; your face was redder than you’d ever seen it, your pupils blown from the exchange and you could’ve sworn you could actually see yourself shaking you were buzzing so hard, your grin so wide anyone else would’ve assumed that Santa had just given you the toy you’d always wanted for Christmas early.

You tried to calm yourself as you ripped off some paper towels and dampened them, patting them against your cheeks and neck to bring your body temperature back down to a normal person’s, carefully avoiding your makeup that you were thankful you spent the time putting on just on the ultra rare off chance you’d run into him. When you were ready to go back - and after a quick internal debate on whether you should try and meet him outside for another, less hushed conversation already - you made sure to calm your breathing before heading back out there, taking a quick moment to look for him before making the trek back to your seat.

When you got back you noticed that no new act was on, Carmichael already talking to the audience and projecting himself up on the screens for all to see, you rolling your eyes as you collapsed into the rich red velvet and preparing for more of his bullshit until Jack returned, if he felt like it that was. Everyone around you was concentrating on his words, staring right ahead as the theater fell silent save for his voice and the sound of a ticking clock; ah, he was trying to hypnotize everyone, that must’ve been his big final act that he’d promised his audience. You weren’t impressed, you’d tried to be hypnotized before at a party in your youth, it hadn’t worked then so it wasn’t going to work now you knew, so you sat back and prepared to at least enjoy whatever he was going to make the audience do.

Your thoughts went back to Jack as Carmichael’s voice slowly got drowned out, the ticking a bit louder in your ears despite the distance, but you didn’t mind because it was nonsense anyway, ‘Now who’s the skeptic,’ you think to yourself as you sink deeper into your chair. You vaguely heard the words, ‘Your greatest desire,’ in your ear before you felt a hand on your shoulder, your eyes leaving the stage to travel up until you saw Jack standing just behind you in the aisle, his smile from before now more like a smirk as he motioned towards the doors like he wanted you to follow him.

You looked back at the stage as Carmichael invited someone from the audience up to stand with him, some poor hypnotized fool who was bound to be humiliated along with everyone else who stood with him tonight, and you decided that you’d rather not see that again before standing and following Jack. There was a small hallway between the theater and the doors on that side of the back wall, the two of you out of view from everyone else but Carmichael’s voice still reaching, and you were about to wonder if he was leading you outside to just leave or talk when he turned and pushed you against the wall with a muffled thud. Your back met cold paint as your chest met with his, your eyes locking as he cornered you where no one could see, a confidence he saved for the cameras now focused solely on you as he looked you over the same way you’d done to him a thousand times over.

‘I couldn’t wait for you to come to my show,’ he whispered, his voice impossibly low as he held you in place, a knee parting yours and making you gasp, ‘you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.’

‘You’re just telling me what I wanna hear,’ you managed to get out, his eyes closing as he leaned in to grin against your cheek.

‘Is it working?’

You didn’t dare answer but you might as well have because your silence was enough to spur him into action, your head falling back against the wall as he started to kiss your neck, your hands grasping at anything because this was crazy. The man you’d wanted for years was kissing you not even 30ft away from a room full of people, anyone could come around the corner at any second and catch you, and you bit your lip at the thrill of it all. You’d had dreams like this before, ones that left you panting into your pillow when you awoke, but the real thing was so much better as he sucked a mark into your soft skin, your hand leaving his arm to cover your mouth lest you alert anyone within hearing distance to your current predicament.

You let him do as he pleased, let him ran his hands over your sides and down to the edge of where your lifted skirt was resting against his thigh, your legs shaking as your body tried not to grind against him; it was only due to him holding you that kept you standing as a matter of fact and he seemed fully aware of it as his nails scratched softly against your bare leg. He seemed to love all your reactions to what he did, he was in the entertainment business after all, every noise of approval that slipped through your fingers must’ve been like music to his ears but you had to hold back no matter how much you wanted to indulge him. Being denied what he wanted only made him work harder for it, the assault on your neck moving to your shoulder and collarbone instead of your covered lips, your mouth watering for just a taste as he started to move against you, one hand pulling your waist away from the wall by your lower back as the other moved up and under your skirt.

The first grind of his body against yours was decadent, you swore you could feel it in your soul the way he wanted you just as much as you’d wanted him, like he’d been watching you back through the screen for years and also craved this very moment, and now that he was getting it he wasn’t going to stop, you didn’t want him to stop. You’d never seen him act anything like this before in all his years on TV, a greedy flash of excitement running through you at getting to see such a new side of him quickly overcome by pleasure as he cupped your ass and pulled you even closer. You knew you couldn’t get undressed here, if you’d made it to the bathroom then maybe he’d be doing more but he hadn’t lasted even that long, but even with that desire being restrained you still wanted him here and now. Never in your life had you been this desperate for release but he was bringing out a demon inside of you that desired and needed and wanted so much that you were willing to throw your modesty out the fucking window for just a second of his hot skin pressed against your own, but this would have to do while the show still went on.

‘Jack…’ you moaned as your hand, moist from your panting, gripped his arm once again, Carmichael’s voice getting louder in the distance as you grew closer to your release.

‘Come home with me,’ he begged into your ear, his movements getting rougher as he also grew close, you knew you’d both have to leave before everyone saw you but it was worth it, god it was so worth it. ‘I want to have you all to myself, I need to taste you-’

You bit your lip and led his face away from your neck so you could look into his eyes, his mouth parted as he tried to control his own panting, he was coming apart at the seams for you right here in the hallway, the ticking in your ears either your heartbeat or a clock far away. You moaned his name again as you felt the heat build in your stomach, your back arching and pushing your body into him even more as the door to your right opened.

‘Dreamer, here, awake!’

All at once your knees gave out and you collapsed to the floor before that final wave could push you over the edge, your head heavy and your vision swimming as the body against yours vanished into nothing. ‘Are you okay? What happened?’ Jack’s voice from above asked as his worried expression came into view, the smell of rain and cigarette smoke invading your senses; the sound of the audience in a similar state of confusion drifted around the corner as Jack crouched down next to you, just back inside from his break from the show, the realization that you weren’t as immune to hypnosis as you’d thought hitting you like a bucket of cold water. You just panted in shock, surprise, and waning lust as Jack looked you over in concern, your hands moving to pull the bottom of your skirt down to cover your exposed legs in embarrassment, the scratches you were so certain he’d left behind not there, because he hadn’t been there.

‘I’m fine,’ you force yourself to say after you’d caught your breath, Jack believing you but still helping you to your feet like a gentleman, of course he would never act that way, that was only how you’d wanted him to act, you’d had dreams like that for god’s sake, the real Jack would never-

‘Is the show over?’ he asked as the roar of people applauding overtook the chatter, Carmichael now silent, and you avoided his eye as you started to edge towards the way out.

‘I think so.’

‘What was the big mind-blowing act?’

You put a little distance between yourself and him but he didn’t notice, Jack heading for the corner so he could look at the stage as he waited for your reply. ‘He hypnotized everyone,’ you answered curtly, his reaction big and full of surprise as he looked over the size of the crowd in an awe that wasn’t present for the first hour and a half.

‘Everyone? You should’ve come found me, I would’ve loved to see that.’ He was still looking at the room beyond, your eyes on him as he watched everyone else.

‘I got a little overwhelmed,’ you mumble, and he finally looked at you with that same concerned expression again, and it’s too much after what you’d just thought you’d seen, your eyes finding the floor.

‘What did he make you see?’ he asked, his curiosity quiet but still there under the concern, but you couldn’t answer him. ‘Do you need a ride home, or are you okay to drive?’

He’s too kind, he would never act that way, he would never say that to you.

‘I took a cab, I’ll be fine,’ you tried to say, but still you quickly found yourself being led to the front door as the audience swarmed around you, his hand on your back to make sure you stayed standing, a true gentleman. It had started raining while you were inside which explained the scent pairing with the smoke that covered up his cologne, and you just stood under the marquee as he hailed a cab for you as the sea of skeptics washed around you like rushing water. You hopped inside but he didn’t shut the door right away, leaning down in the rain once you were seated, and for a moment you wondered if he was going to get in when he spoke.

‘I do hope you come to my show, preferably Friday’s, it’s gunna be a good one, I promise,’ he said with that big genuine smile again, your heart pounding as your cheeks glowed red for a reason other than embarrassment as you gave him a small nod.

‘I’ll be there,’ you promised back, and he tapped the roof of the cab before shutting the door and letting you go. You looked out the back window as you drove away, the both of you waving as he ducked back inside and out of the rain, and as soon as you turned back around to face forward you found yourself reaching for your wallet. His card was in your hands as you looked it over, all in all it was an uninspiring, plain business card, and you flipped it over to read what he wrote for the ticketmaster on the back.

Wait for me by the back entrance at 11:00 Phil will let you in JD

Your cheeks turned red again as you put the card away, the cab driver giving you a look in the rearview mirror as you held your nearly empty wallet, now with one business card, to your thumping chest. Oh yeah, it definitely was all worth it after all.

#Ray's Readers #david dastmalchian #jack delroy #jack delroy x reader #would you believe I wrote this over a few hours listening to a dramatic cover of Dear God cause I loved the vibes lmao #completely wrong vibes but it's SUCH a good cover guys #it's pretty tame for this one but yeah full disclosure there's probably gunna be lots of hands focus in my writings #his are Beautiful and Perfect and Very Attractive and I am W E A K okay #like of my life

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Stray Kids Questions

Hey everyone! I just realized I haven’t put much of my insight of SKZ on my blog, so I wanted to answer some questions about them. Feel free to use this template for your own SKZ preferences or any K-pop group you’re into. Enjoy!

1. Who is your favorite K-pop group?

- Stray Kids (duh)

2. Which member sparked your interest first?

- Yongbokkie!! Aka Felix, of course! I fell for the Felix effect 🤭

3. Who was your first bias?

- Felix 🐣 ☀️ , again oops

4. Who is your current bias?

- Hyunjinnnnnn 🥟

5. What makes them your current bias?

- Have you seen that man’s dancing skills??! 🥵 Also him taking such an interest in art is super endearing.

6. Who is your bias wrecker?

- Hmm, probably Bang Chan. Best leader!!

7. Which member(s) are you currently obsessing over that aren’t your bias/ bias wrecker?

- Lee Know & Seungmin for sure! But honestly it changes every couple weeks. I love all of them (I just can’t get enough 😩)

8. When did you first discover this group?

- I’ve known about SKZ for a long time, but I became a committed STAY more recently. Probably around December/November of 2023.

9. Have you been to one of their concerts?

- Not yet, but I definitely want to go to their next world tour!!

10. Finally, what’s your favorite song of theirs?

- Oooh this one is hard because there’s so many 😭 Definitely “Item”, “Taste”, and “Wolfgang”. But I’m still in the process of listening to all their music so I’m sure there’ll be more!

#stray kids #skz #kpop #bias wrecker #ult bias #questions #questionnaire #bang chan #changbin #lee felix #felix #lee know #minho #hyunjin #han jisung #seungmin #yang jeongin #i.n. stray kids #get to know me

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My Love

Joakim “Jolly” Karlsson x Reader

Oneshot / Imagine

Content Warning: Just fluff. Mentions of sex? Nothing too sexual other than that.

Tags: @ladyveronikawrites, @lma1986, @blackveilomens, @cookiesupplier, @thcfountain

Summary: You and Jolly are currently dating, and he missed you while he was on tour. Noah decides to be a little shit and gets you to surprise him.

Your boyfriend was currently on tour, and he missed you so much. He would FaceTime you as much as he could, but you still missed him physically.

While you were on your break at work, you got a text from Noah.

“Hey, call me.”

You start typing, “I’m at work right now, I can’t. Can this wait until I get home? It’ll be a couple more hours.”

The texting bubble pops up. “Yeah. I didn’t know you were working oops.”

You laugh. “It’s fine, I’m not mad. I gotta go but I’ll text you when I get home.”

Noah responds saying, “Okay that’s fine. Be safe.”

You get off your break as he sends the text, and the couple hours go by very slow. How annoying. When you get home later, you changed into something comfortable, then texted Noah back. Within a few minutes, you were on a FaceTime call with Noah.

“I think you should come visit us and surprise him,” Noah says, “He’s been talking about you non-stop.”

You laugh, “Has he really?”

“Yes, he has. It’s starting to get a bit annoying.” He says.

“I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to come visit.” You say, finally giving in.

“Thank god, he’s going be shocked.” Noah says laughing.

“Oh, I believe it.” You say.

You decide to visit when they come near you. A couple weeks later, they’re playing at a venue this close, and Noah texts you a day before the show to meet up at the hotel they’re staying at. Not feeling like driving, you take an uber there. You packed clothes for a couple days before heading out.

As you arrive, you text Noah. “Okay I’m here lol”

“Sent your boyfriend to come get you. He doesn’t know and will be surprised. Have fun. :)” Noah replies.

“You’re such a little shit lol and I will” You respond, then putting your phone away.

You turn your head, and your face softens as you see your boyfriend, Jolly. He smiles so fucking big when he sees you.

“How the hell?” Jolly says, sprinting towards you. He hugs you tightly as he gets close to you, and kisses you all over your face.

Your eyes water as he did this, and he wiped your tears when he noticed them falling from your eyes. “Shh, it’s okay. I’m here now.”

You chuckle lightly, “Damn, Noah was right then when he said you missed me.”

He raised an eyebrow once he pulled away. “You’re telling me this was his doing?”

“Mhm, is that bad?” You ask.

“I should return the favor, but now I want us to go back to my room so we can have some privacy.” He replies.

“Sounds good to me,” You say, “let’s go then.”

He takes your hand in his, and he carries your bag for you. Once you both get to his room, he hugs you again, kissing you on the lips. “I missed you so much it hurt.”

“I missed you too.” You reply, caressing his face. He leans into your touch, and holds you against him.

You’re both in each other’s arms for a while, Jolly resting his head on your shoulder.

“You’re watching us tomorrow right?” He asks, lifting his head up so he can look at you.

“Mhm, I leave the morning after. I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” You reply. He smiles again, and kisses you passionately.

“We have some catching up to do then, my love.” He chuckles deeply, kissing down your neck.

“Mmm, I know what you mean. Bedroom?” You suggest.

“You know me so well, baby.” He says, leading you to the bedroom. He was going to make damn sure to take his time with you, that’s what.

#bad omens fanfiction #bad omens fanfic #bad omens fic #joakim jolly karlsson fanfic #joakim jolly karlsson fanfiction #joakim jolly karlsson fic

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im-a-king-baby · 8 months

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I am re-reading ELYN now, so I will ask for some insights soon with a fresh memory 😊

But for now, maybe I can send you a flower ?

🌺

Hi!! I hope you enjoyed reading it again!

Here is an epistolary section that never made it into the fic (I had a few spares, just in case 😄):

PopIdolLive shares TEN Fun Facts about Simme to celebrate the And The Next World Tour announcement!!!

Simme is Swedish and Venezuelan. His dad was Swedish but moved to Venezuela where he met Simme’s Mom and they had two kids before moving back to Sweden when Simme was ~3. Simme has credited his Mom’s insistence that they spoke Spanish at home as how he managed to keep the language!

His first ever single Como Este had a mix of Spanish and English lyrics and that blend has continued across three albums, but fans are still waiting for Simme to record a song in Swedish. Simme has blamed this on a lack of Swedish songwriters in L.A. (sad, but true!)

During Simme’s first tour (the Chaos tour!) his crew had an in-joke called ‘Stop! Hammer time!’ where they had to stop at any hardware store they passed on the road and buy a hammer. When the tour split into two buses it became a competition to find the most interesting novelty hammer and they started signing them and giving them to fans at stage door when the buses ran out of hammer space! (eventually this stopped when the label lawyers found out and got scared about liability)

Also on the Chaos Tour, since they didn't have a set tour schedule the merch t-shirts were left blank on the back and the crew would write on wherever they played each day making each one a collectors item (The rarest is the single one for 'Jimmy's House' which has never been sold, but signed shirts from 'LaGuardia Airport Lounge' and 'A Starbucks in Leeds' have hit five figures at auction!)

Simme wore a silver bracelet throughout the Honesty tour which he hasn’t confirmed was a gift from the Voice 2024 runner-up Alfonso Perez but it did appear shortly after they were seated together at multiple events and a photo leaked of them having an intimate kiss in a limo driving away from the AMAs.

Speaking of romantic entanglements, Simme attended a prestigious Swedish boarding school where he dated the Crown Prince of Sweden for nearly three years! They looked adorable together, but broke up after graduation so that the Prince could go into the army and Simme could move to L.A to pursue music.

It has been Noted by the fans that Simme gets less dressed on each album (a jacket on Simme, an unbuttoned shirt on HH, shirtless on ATN.) There is a running fan theory that album 4 which the fans have dubbed ‘the CENSORED album’ will feature Simme fully naked (with the title covering up enough to keep it decent!) staring at the camera.

And if the idea of fans naming albums feels unlikely, we have precedent! In an interview during the Honesty, Honestly press tour the interviewer commented that Simme was released in December 2023, and HH was dropping just over a year later in January 2025, Simme grinned and said: ‘And the next March 26!’. The fans latched onto this, referring to album 3 as And The Next so consistently that it ended up being the name chosen for the album! (which actually came out in June 2026, so only a few months late!)

On the bridge of Relentless Simme names twenty five cities, all of which were visited during the Chaos Tour. When this song is performed live, Simme always includes the name of the city he's performing in on the list (except for Portland, when he got mixed up and said Atlanta instead! Oops!)

Simme returned to his home country of Sweden towards the end of the Chaos Tour, but was unable to play there when he was touring Honesty, Honestly due to scheduling conflicts with Stockholm venues (boo!). The current ATN tour schedule doesn't have Sweden dates listed but there's plenty of time for more countries to be announced so watch this space!!!

#elyn fic #bonus content meme #this is an Official Gossip Site so it does not mention the fanfiction #but there is absolutely Simme fanfiction #This epistolary bit was fun but it didn't reeallly give us any plot which is why it got dropped

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[Gakuen K] SCEPTER 4 Route: Tour and Observation Translation

*Translator’s note : MC’s name shall remain as my normal (水嶋ラン) *Gakuen K Masterlist / Gakuen K Mobile Masterlist *Spoiler FREE : Translations under cut !

Ran: (Whoa… This is the first time I’ve seen the Blue Club’s building, but it’s really huge!)

Ran: (If what Munakata-senpai said was true, then only members of the Blue Club are cleared to enter this building.)

Ran: (He said that the area was under constant security camera surveillance and that security guards would come right out if anything was amiss… Wait a minute. )

Ran: (If they had that many security measures in place, then how did I sneak in yesterday?)

Ran: (Were the security guards not around…?)

Fushimi: …You’re late.

Ran: Fushimi-kun? Were you waiting outside for me?

Fushimi: The captain told me to guide you around the area.

Ran: I see. Well, thanks for that.

Fushimi: I’m doing it out of reluctance only because I’ve been told to.

Ran: You’re actually pretty nice, aren’t you?

Fushimi: Are you even listening?

Ran: Hmm? I think I am. Don’t you?

⊳ Choice: How kind of you to be doing this.

Fushimi: I told you. I’m doing this reluctantly. It’s not like I want to do it either. Ran: Well, I still think you’re plenty kind if you’re doing it despite not wanting to. Fushimi: …… Fushimi: You’re an optimistic one, I’ll give you that.

⊳ Choice: But, still…

Ran: Still, I’m glad you’re here to guide me. Thank you, really. Fushimi: …Hmph.

Fushimi: Come on, you’re going to make us late.

Ran: Hey, wait!

»» ━━━━━━━ ∘◦♔◦∘ ━━━━━━━ ««

Ran: Wow… The Club Room actually looks very neat and organized.

Fushimi: This is the Club Room. Members of the Blue Club can enter and leave as they please.

Ran: Yesterday’s room wasn’t the Club Room?

Fushimi: That’s the Captain’s room.

Ran: I see… He has his own room? That’s kinda amazing…

Fushimi: You…

Ran: Hm?

Fushimi: You’ve been saying how amazing things are since you stepped foot in here… Is there another word in your dictionary other than “amazing”?

Ran: But I can’t help it! This is worlds different from what I thought a Clubroom should be!

Ran: I mean, this building looks like a first-class hotel from the outside and it’s really ama- oops.

Ran: (I almost said it again…)

Akiyama: —There you are, Fushimi-san.

Ran: Akiyama-senpai.

Akiyama: Oh, you're here too? Hello.

Ran: Hello.

Akiyama: Training is about to start, so Zenjo-san sent me here to inform you about it, but…

Fushimi: I'm busy playing guide.

Akiyama: I can see that. Under the Captain’s orders, I assume? Very well, I shall inform Zenjo-san about it. Later then.

Ran: What training?

Fushimi: Just some basic stamina-building. Something you'll have to join too, in due time.

»» ━━━━━━━ ∘◦♔◦∘ ━━━━━━━ ««

Fushimi: Tour’s over. Goodbye.

Ran: Hey, wait!

Fushimi: Tch… What?

Ran: Are you heading home now?

Fushimi: Can't I?

Ran: Let's walk together.

Fushimi: …

Ran: Can't we?

Fushimi: Do you… really have Abilities?

Ran: What?

Fushimi: While the Captain did tell me to give you a tour around the place, he also told me to look into those Abilities of yours.

Fushimi: I’ve been observing you, but I haven’t felt even the slightest trace of anything coming from you.

Fushimi: The power we witnessed back then… Was it all just a mere coincidence?

Ran: Well…

Fushimi: Well?

Ran: I don’t know. My ability isn’t something that I can turn on and off with a snap of the finger.

Ran: I don’t know how to control it, much less what my Ability even is…

Fushimi: The Captain has his eye out for you, so that’s of no matter, but you’re only a temporary member so don’t drag the rest of us down with you.

Ran: Ah… Fushimi-kun…

Ran: (I shouldn’t drag them down with me…)

»» ━━━━━━━ ∘◦♔◦∘ ━━━━━━━ ««

Yashiro: Join an Extraordinary Club. If you do, then your Club will see you as a friend. They should be able to protect you from any external forces.

Yashiro: Plus, they might even teach you how to control your powers since they’re Ability-users themselves. Wouldn’t want it to go berserk now, would we?

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Ran: (Shiro-kun did say that… and I thought that joining an Extraordinary Club would help me better understand my Ability, but…)

Ran: (…I don’t think that would work with the Blue Club.)

Ran: (Can I even be a part of them?)

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Kukuri: Hey! Think we can go together today?

Ran: Huh?

Kukuri: Lunch! Let’s go for lunch together! The bell just went off, didn't it? Didn’t you hear it?

Ran: Oh, it did? I wasn’t paying attention.

Ran: Erm, I have some Club stuff to handle, so why don’t you go ahead first?

Kukuri: Oh, okay. I’ll still wait for you though!

Ran: Oh, no, don’t. It might take a while, so…

Kukuri: I see. I’ll go eat first then.

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Ran: (I don’t actually have club matters to tend to, but… I feel like I’d ruin her good mood if she sticks around…)

Ran: (Maybe I should go for a walk and get some fresh air…)

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Next Scene: ⊳ Blue Club Clubroom (Munakata Reisi) ⊳ Hallway (Fushimi Saruhiko) ⊳ Rooftop (Awashima Seri) ⊳ Classroom (Isana Yashiro) ⊳ Courtyard (Akiyama Himori)

#Gakuen K #Gakuen K: Wonderful School Days #K project #Otome #Translations #Fushimi Saruhiko #Akiyama Himori #Gakuen K SCEPTER 4 Route

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MINIHARLOW

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miniharlow: asked dad to take photos of me in the studio and this happened…

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user: jack be fucking fr 😭

user: now why he do this

yourinsta: JACKMAN!!! @jackharlow

user: Oop not the first name

user: he’s gonna get GOT!!

jackharlow: 🫣

urbanwyatt: I would never do this to you

miniharlow: not gonna lie, that’s debatable uncle urb

user: father of the year me thinks

YOURINSTA

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yourinsta: when your first born dresses as you for a costume party 😳

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user: holy smokes!

user: woah it’s crazy how much she looks like you

user: it’s almost like she gave birth to her

miniharlow: thank you for letting me steal, I mean borrow this out your closet 🫶

jackharlow: wait you never told me you still had this outfit 😏

yourinsta: you should see what else I have in there

jackharlow: teasing me? Just wait till I get home

miniharlow: guys where’s the class? I’m disgusted

user: y/n is a milf and im a mother fucker

HARLOWUPDATES

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harlowupdates: Y/N backstage on the opening night of the Harlow Family Reunion Tour! + plus photos of Jack & Mariah from Y/N IG Story!

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user: the real royal family

user: so happy Jack is performing again

user: omg I was there last night! Y/N started tearing up when Mariah started performing! It was so sweet 🥲

user: you’re doing amazing sweetie

JACKHARLOW

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jackharlow: Never in a million years did I think I would go on a sold out world tour with my daughter. Mini, I’m so damn proud of you, you killed it every single night. No one sees the amount of hard work you put in, I’m so excited for everything that’s still to come.

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user: I’m not crying it’s just raining on my face

user: god how do I get this family to adopt me

yourinsta: what he said and more! I’m proud that you keep showing up, every. single. day. I’m proud of all the tough decisions you had to make and even though it was hard, you stood your ground! You’re an inspiration to us all, mama loves you so much 💜

miniharlow: MOM, DAD! I literally could not have done this without you guys support, you always supported me, and never made my dreams seem small or unimportant. Could not ask for better parents. Thank you for being on this journey with me! Love you guys so so much

urbanwyatt: my girl 💪

#jack harlow #jack harlow x y/n #jack harlow instagram au #jack harlow reader #jack harlow x reader #social media au #jack harlow social media au #urban wyatt

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imaslave4u · 2 years

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Britney performing at Rock in Rio Brazil (January 18, 2001)

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neowinestainedress · 2 years

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imagine oc sending nudes and videos of them to bf!jaemin while they’re away for like two months and then when they finally see each other at tds2……. also we that hyuck drabble was like rlly good like really rlly good bby <3

away for the world tour that will never happen? (no jk i hope sm won't do what they did with 127 and actually give them dates) thank you so much ♡

but going back to what you were saying 👀 I think that Jaemin would be the first one to send videos, touching himself, telling you how much he misses you. After a long day, filming content and then performing the thought of you it's the only thing that gives him relief. He doesn't send them expecting you to send another back but when you do, he can't complain. He doesn't even expect it to become almost a daily routine but it does. You keep sending videos and photos that make him miss you more and more, sometimes even in times that are not so appropriate ( an honest mistake because oops, different time zones exist and you forget about it). And as the time goes by he would even tell you to video call him, and while you masturbate from the other side of the world he would tell you all the things he'd do to you. And then after two months you to finally see again and God, nobody's saving you for what Jaemin has in mind. All the dirty things and words he whispered in those videos for the past months, finally coming to life.

#anon answered #jaemin smut #na jaemin smut #jaemin scenarios #nct dream smut #sorry i don't feel like writing something longer bc i'm quite tired #and i fear it might be too similar to the hyuck drabble #but i hope this is fine anyway

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sug4rsweet · 5 months

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[ KAORI ♡ THE FIRST WORLD TOUR ! ]

4 months after her TOP TEN debut, AVEX is pleased to announce the first HEADLINING WORLD TOUR of our artist, KAORI. scheduled to begin in june, KAORI will visit multiple cities across 3 continents, including TOKYO, OSAKA, SEOUL, JAKARTA, LONDON, PARIS, SYDNEY, MELBOURNE, and many more.

get your tickets now. we can’t wait to see you there ♡

STYLING !

girl she looked PHENOMENAL !

there was y2k inspiration all over the damn place !

kaori wanted to show that she was fun and fashionable but still strong, so there was a lot of military elements and a lot of pants BSNDMDSJ she’s a bit of a tomboy

ofc, the theme of the self title era was literally just her ! so there was a lot of personal elements like rhinestones, fingerless gloves, highlights in her hair, etc !

the costume design for this tour was a lil simple, but ofc, it was only her first so they couldn’t go too hard lol

there was a LOT of inspo taken from early namie amuro, ayumi hamasaki, girls’ generation, 90s christina aguilera, and britney during her oops i did it again tour !

the vision board for the costumes was insane and ofc kaori was behind most of it SKMSJKWJ

her costume changes were so cool btw ! there was one instance where she ripped off one costume to reveal another in between songs it was just insane sjsjwukd

also yes she did have different versions of her military uniform for practically every show lol

TOUR HIGHLIGHTS !

girl

the second that those tour dates dropped the demand was INSANE !

originally, avex had booked smaller venues since kaori was a rookie artist ofc, but then the demand started rolling in

it was so huge that adding more seats wasn’t enough, they had to change venues ENTIRELY !

like she literally sold out arenas,, she sold out both the tokyo metropolitan gymnasium and the jamsil arena,, the way her fanbase exploded within just a few months was actually crazy

she even managed to sell out the wembley arena ! like girl her appeal was insane !

anyways getting to the actual tour, it was a great one ! the sponsors for the tour were shiseido and dsquared2 (!!), who actually made most of kaori’s costumes

she also collaborated with colourpop in the us to sell themed makeup specifically for the tour ! there were these cute booths all over the venues, but unfortunately, they were only sold in the us </3

now onto the actual shows !

the openings were SO cool ! at first it started out with just her dancers on this raised platform, and she practically appeared out of nowhere and went straight into ��treat me”

the crowd went batshit like girl that song was EVERYWHERE when it dropped

and ofc she was wearing that military uniform !

the setlist was essentially the entirety of her album + some covers, but it was all so fun ofc

like there was this one instance where kaori started the second half of the show in a ballgown and started singing a piano rendition of “sakura no hi,” and everyone was so sad like they thought the concert was over skhdjwjsj

but then she just. rips the skirt off and goes right into “try me” ?? insane !

and girl when i tell you that EVERYONE knew the lyrics to “try me,” i’m not kidding BSMSJMDNS

like kaori has SO much fun performing it too ! there was this moment during her tokyo finale where she let the crowd scream the “oto o tatete” (make some noise !) that she usually does before the song’s breakdown, and girl you could hear it from OUTSIDE !

crowd favorites were definitely “treat me,” “orite no shake it,” “try me,” “get up,” and “yeah-oh” skhdjdkwks like pretty much the entire crowd knew the words to ALL of those songs

and omg let me tell y’all abt those covers

she literally covered britney, christina, and janet all in one show !

first was “…baby one more time” and kaori was wearing her classic school uni, but then that got removed to reveal a white two piece and then we got “come on over baby”

and everyone thought she was done but then that turned into a black two piece and we got “black cat” !

like that medley was truly crazy

before we get to the encore, there was this one time during kaori’s los angeles show where she caught a water bottle with one hand, and the crowd lost it SWJSJSBSN

and she was so confused like all she did was catch a water bottle 😭

it’s her female fans y’all WJHSJD

anyways, the encore was amazing like,, the staff pushed her around in those portable stages (wth are they even called girl BSWUHJ) and she waved at so many of her fans

usually this would be a safety hazard, but she did ask a fan to throw a bouquet onto the stage !

the encore during the tour’s finale in tokyo was so sad though ! like kaori rarely cries but she was damn near sobbing at the end

she did not expect so many people to show up like she was just so touched y’all

also ! her call and response chant was coined during this tour !

it happened during her first show in tokyo, where kaori said “kao kao” and the crowd responded with “rin rin”,, it was just too cute

also, side note, but during this era netizens LOVED calling kaori a weak singer, but then this tour happened and she sounded INCREDIBLE live

like you could tell that she had been training girl !

and the choreography ?? insane ! like kaori was dancing her ass off during literally every show

anyways, there were meet ‘n greets held before each concert, and there were SO many people who wanted to meet kaori that she was actually thrown for a loop SMNSKJWJSJ

there was also some after each concert for fans who had backstage passes, but girl there was this ONE time,,

it was after kaori’s finale in tokyo and ofc a bunch of her friends came ! but after she finished greeting them her mom walks in !

and ofc she starts crying like that’s her mama !

but then girl he DAD walks in not even a second later and kaori just starts crying harder, sobbing, full on bawling,, like the whole 9 yards

atp she hadn’t seen her dad in 9 YEARS

getting to hug him again after years truly meant sm to her mhm

at the end of the year, a docuseries covering the tour was released onto youtube (even though kaori alr vlogged half of it 😭) ! and on the tour’s 1st anniversary in 2013, avex released a full concert film of her finale in tokyo,, girl it broke RECORDS in japan, and she even visited fans during the premiere !

anyways ! all in all, such a phenomenal tour ! ofc it was kaori’s first one and it was a bit hard to adjust to, but it was so fun ! everyone loved it ♡

like people were literally comparing her to namie, ayumi, and 2000s era britney y’all like it was serious WMSDJWJS

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This is a longer blurb, meaning my quality will be ass for the rest of the day. Enjoy!! TW: crying, parents leaving, mommy kinks and potential crunchiness.

“Harry, sweetie, what’s wrong?” You were sitting on your bed with your laptop, finishing up some assignments.

Harry tried to hide his tear stained face from you, but it was no use.

“Come here,” you opened your arms to him. “Wanna snuggle up?”

He nodded and cuddled up with you. He rested his head into your side, beside your breast, and wrapped his top arm lazily around you. You wrapped a blanket around the two of you and he sighed.

“What’s wrong?” you asked, brushing loose curls from his tear soaked cheeks. “Can you tell me?”

He nodded, taking a ragged breath. “I know we’re almost done with this part of the tour but I feel like my management isn’t upholding their end of the deal. It feels like the world is crumbling on my shoulders.”

You rubbed his back and remained silent so he could say what he needed to. When he appeared to be finished, you asked if he could hold on for two more weeks or if he needed to talk to his management about it.

He shook his head, but you knew how stressed out he was.

“I can talk to them if you need?”

“No, Baby,” he shot your idea down. “I’m okay now that I’ve got that off my chest.”

You massaged his head while he sniffled, and eventually he moved his head so it was laying on your chest, on top of your breasts. “Mumma,” he mumbled softly.

“What!?” you burst out. He had never called you that before and you didn’t know if it was a kink or if he was just playing.

“Mumma! You’re holding me just like a mother holds her baby.”

“Oh.”

“Mumma,” he said in a squeaky baby voice.

“Baby boy!” you squeaked back without missing a beat.

“My nose is runny from crying,” he commented and you reached over to your nightstand for your tissue box.

“Here, sit up.” you held a tissue to his nose and he started laughing before pulling away.

“Baby, that’s weird!”

“If you do it, you get a prize!” you raised your eyebrows to intrigue him. “Yes?”

He made a pouty face, but didn’t pull away.

“Blow,” you instructed and he did. You let him finish on his own and he collapsed on your chest, cheeks red from embarrassment.

“Good boy!” You praised him. “So you want a cookie?”

“Yes!”

“Let’s go downstairs,” you stood up and he didn’t follow you. “Come on! Come on!”

“Babies can’t walk,” he informed you.

“Babies aren’t usually six feet tall.”

He stood up and followed you downstairs and sat on the floor behind you when you got him his cookie. “You need to wash your hands,” you said in the same fake, phony tone you’d been using for the past ten minutes. You handed him a wet wipe and he patted it on his hands and you led him to the table where you gave him his cookie.

He gobbled it up before asking for another one. You replied with a no, explaining that babies should only have one cookie.

He pouted again and, like the good boy he was, asked permission before burning the house down.

“Absolutely not!” you scolded him. “Mama didn’t raise a bitch!”

He slammed his fist gently down on the sound table, but it still toppled his glass over. “Oops…”

“Harry,” you laughed, springing up to get paper towels. “What the hell— babies don’t do that.”

“I know!” he cried, mortified before switching voices again. “I’m going to be a professional fire starter when I grow up!” He grinned proudly.

“Honey,” you sat down, soaking wet rags in hand. “I’ve been meaning to have this talk with you for a long time. I’ve decided that you will follow in your father’s footsteps.”

“You mean going to get milk?” he asked in his baby voice, eyebrows raised to his hairline.

You had just taken a drink of what was left in your cup and you spat it everywhere. “Well that escalated quickly!” you choked. “But you know what else mommies do?”

“What?”

“They give their babies bubble baths and read them bedtime stories and tuck them in!”

“What the heck?”

“You just ate a cookie at eleven at night and almost destroyed my table. Do you think that’s too far off?”

“No, Mumma.”

“Good. Mommy is going to get you your bath toys and put some bubbles in the tub for you. Come on, honey.”

“Yaayyy!” his voice cracked down into his normal register and he wore an embarrassed expression, but he didn’t let down his side of the deal.

As you ran his bath, he got undressed. “Is mummy going to take a bath with me?”

“Nope,” you said, smiling as you squirted bubbles into the tub. “But I can watch you play!”

“Oh.” He pouted until you told him where you were going with the “father’s footprints” thing. “I was going to say he was a world-renowned surgeon. You talked to him as he sat in the bubbles for a few minutes before saying that he needed to get out. He drained the water before hopping out and you dried him off with a fluffy towel.

“Let’s get you into your pajamas and read you a bedtime story!” you said cheerfully as you lathered lotion onto his body, trying to ignore how sexy he was. You needed to pretend that he was a baby. He helped rub the rest in and you had to kiss him a little bit.

He followed you back to the bedroom where you watched him get into his pajamas and you combed his hair. He climbed into your lap at the best of his ability and you took out your book and began reading to him.

“Once upon a time,” you began, not really reading from the book. You recited your favorite fairytale by heart and, when you were finished, you looked down and saw Harry sleeping peacefully. Not pretending. Really sleeping, a tiny smile formed across his lips.

You kissed his forehead before turning out the lights. “Good boy,” you whispered.

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#fanfic #imagine #blurb #fluff #Harry styles #mommy kink #Harry styles fanfic #Harry styles imagine #Harry styles blurb #Harry styles fluff #Harry styles x you #Harry styles x reader #flutterfly alley #yellow 💛 heart #TW: kinks

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a regular day in the ISS. | 1685 words alt title : a short story written while i screwed with html. you can use mobile, but landscape please!

you can read the story below the cut without all the jazz. it's pretty much all the same.

408 km above Switzerland / 4:18:48 PM /UTC +1 CET 38 Days - Manned Mission 2-1 LOG : a regular day in the ISS.

"ah, switzerland again!"

"how about australia for once?"

"no."

"alright, suit yourself then."

-----

"Besides, how hard is it to miss Australia? It's...one big thing just. There. Not my fault you can't catch it in time."

"Yes, and your stupid numbers board there."

"I want to win after all."

"Nothing to gain from winning it, love."

(of course seb is winning…)

««« ────── [ approximately 2.5 years ago ]

Mark's half-superior-half-coworker Jonathan Wheatley had once jokingly asked him if he wanted to move to the STELLARIA Section, in which Mark's response was a grimace and a terse "No thank you," given the fact that the fellas of that section was…eccentric to say the least.

He was unsure as to why Horner decided to open a whole section dedicated to just original research, but given that even the man himself had superiors, he was not surprised. Must be the weird old guy from the Munich University again in his ear. Either way, he must be really special to have all the astrophysicists be in their very own area.

"I watched them do their stuff once." Wheatley said in one of break rooms. "I didn't get a single lick of it, even with the math they used. And I had almost full scores in all the Engineering mathematics. They can get real loony."

Mark shrugged his shoulders, in slight agreement. STELLARIA was chock full of these nerds that are constantly fixated on space numbers, but one of them stood out the most for looking like a 15 year old. but at that point the slightly scraggly man -- boy? -- already seemed to be fond of Mark from the get-go. Rocky had brought him over while touring the place, and the twinkle in the latter's eyes easily meant trouble for him in the future.

Theoretical subdiv, Rocky clarified, the guy bringing Seb around. Not the normal Practical use physics that the other sections worked with.

Charming, he thought, but still, it's unfortunate that they would barely see each other considering the differences in what they did. Some other fella named Anton looked at STRUCTURAL once, and slinked away at the massive working machines he and his coworkers went back and fro to. Couldn't blame him.

Wheatley told him that Sebastian had only joined the company a month ago, and apparently as part of his traineeship, or cadetship, something along the lines, while still working on his final fringes of his PhD or the like. It wasn't officially stated yet to the world, but rumours had already persisted that didn't really have any interest in the other agencies. But that was a wild story for another time. Mark wonders how he managed to do so many things at the same time, and was entertaining the thought of him having a twin or clone to help out.

At the end of the break, Mark had pushed away the thought of the starry-eyed section long towards the back of his mind. Not useful, he muttered.

»»» ────── [ present day, present time ]

(being pushed down by 25-year old worth of kilograms)

"what lame ass metal thing are you doing right now?"

"being dragged down by you… why is your hair so ticklish?! it's just last part of today's experiment."

"ok. i think CORE wants to give us a report for today in a few minutes, and then i can knock myself out."

"you get to knock out? i had to drag you to your sleeping bag because you weren't meeting your 8 hours ─"

"the graph was too interesting…"

"oh god it's you two arguing again."

"oops, hello Marlon."

««« ──────

Overtime. He never really minded it, because the peace and quiet was optimal, for when Mark was too caught up in the place building his things, and free to audibly mumble his thoughts.

Unfortunately for him on this fine evening, a person stood waiting behind his back , holding a slice of chocolate bread made with approximately 100% passion and 89% skill 500% flavour. Mark was dumbfounded at the bread hanging in front of him, but he was kind of hungry. It was a bit singed at the edges, but it still tasted good. He thanked Seb, stuffing the piece into his mouth and delighting in the chip flavour burst.

Until you realise that the person's pass was not authorised for this specific part of the building, of course. He whipped his head around and nearly strained his neck --

"How the fuck did you get in?! You are not supposed to be here." Mark had exclaimed in hushed tones, the first time Seb had managed to inflitrate the Section. STRUCTURAL was tightly maintained.

"I know all the corridors to here already." there's that knowing tone again. What a nosy little shit.

"There's nothing interesting in this place mate," Mark threw his hands up, looking around to make his point and hunking pieces of things and thingmabobs, before looking at the kid before him. "all I do every day is testing and make sure the materials are working right. And doing work I'm too slow to finish."

"It's ok, making stuff is fun. My dad used to be a carpenter and make stuff out of wood. Writing space math gets boring when you're sitting there too long."

You couldn't argue with that, he's a curious kid alright.

He let him have a look around. Seb's eyes were immediately drawn to the panel-type mish-mash item laying about in the corner, lifting and turning it gingerly like a new archaeological find. Dents, dings and bumps marred the surface of it, curious materials all welded with different names to them, like "Carbon Fibre" and "Heat Resistant Fibreglass".

"It's just our in-house materials, Seb. Not that big of a deal."

"Still, making a whole new kind of matter, you guys are pretty cool."

»»» ──────

"psst. hey. mark."

"what?"

(rustling sound)

" 'Thermo-Sterilised Chocolate Bread'… STRUCTURAL Section. What? When did they do these?"

"They had a whole investigation to try "compress" it. Also, i thought you were more level-headed, Mark. They told me you got visibly jealous over people snooping for my bread!"

"God, they noticed that…? Was i that serious about it?"

"you were."

"shit."

««« ──────

As much as Mark wanted to entertain Seb's sixty thousand questions, which were basic engineering (but he didn't mind), he wanted to go home more. So he had to gently convince to him to leave, turning the lights out for the night.

By gently convincing, it meant Mark forcing Seb on one of those roller chairs and rolling him out STRUCTURAL Section's main doors, before kicking the empty chair back in. -- "wait let me get my stuff first!!" he had exclaimed, running back to STELLARIA and back to meet Mark in a record of 3 minutes.

Quite a speedy lad. Mark had not seen someone go as fast as that since University Rugby in Australia. He was obliterated on contact by the opponent as he dived for the ball. Three months out with a broken left shoulder. Ah, the wonders of youth.

"You didn't let me see the machines."

"And you didn't even tell me what you like." Mark had grumbled, fumbling for his car keys as they walked out the tall glass doors. "And you can do it anytime, the machines aren't going to grow legs and run away."

Seb simply gave a grin.

oh for fuck's sake. "Fine. Anyway, I'm going off. Goodnight, Seb." He was about to walk off, before realising something. "How… do you go home?"

"Huh? Bus obviously. Salzburg's pretty good with the public transport. Yeah I have a license but I don't care much for driving a lot."

Mark looked at him right in the eye. "Get over here. I'll just drive you back." He wanted to laugh when Seb just stood there in his stupid oversized jacket giving him a questioning look. "I'm being serious. Where do you live anyway? It's faster than just waiting around."

► ► ►

It was the world's most uneventful trip by many standards. In fact, Mark's passenger somehow managed to catch a quick snooze right after telling him the address. Seb lived on the other side of Salzburg, in a simple four-floored apartment. Despite being practically the same as his own, Mark thought the surroundings were more cozy.

He gave Seb a gentle nudge on the shoulder. "Ok sleeping beauty, nice place you have here."

"Huh…what…?" He looked around before realising. "You seriously didn't have to…"

"It's for the bread. Good stuff."

There was a short moment of silence as Seb processed what Mark said, before turning slightly red. "I-if you want, I can give you different flavours every week," he said. "Banana, Raisin,--"

Mark just sat the wheel listening in mild awe. He would've just gone home and knocked out or gotten a beer. It sort of made him want to try baking, but that was probably his illogical brain talking, before realising he had to tell Seb to not get any more ideas. "No, no, you don't need to do it, it's just that you are really impressive, still finding time to bake."

"It's a nice hobby!" Seb laughed. "Ok, ok, i'm leaving now. Goodnight Mark, thanks again. Take care." He clumsily opened the car door and right after, tried to give Mark the awkwardest fist bump attempt on Earth.

► ► ►

Twenty two hours to the first time Seb sneaked into STRUCTURAL, a slightly baffled Mark whipped his head around to the sound of the maintenance exit audibly opening, to a Seb holding some more of his homemade chocolate bread.

"I have a lot more at home in the fridge, actually, if you'd like."

»»» ──────

ISS INTEGRATED VIDEO LOG : // ZVEZDA-20XX-24-01-XX:23:11:98

(zip noises) come on stop struggling Seb.

HU--REN--SOHN!!!

translation : son of a bitch.

there, neat and tidy. good luck waking up tomorrow, i think you'll be fine.

I will throw you out the airlock tomorrow. You watch.

muah. ok, goodnight sweetheart. love you. don't wreck the module.

fuck you..............night.

-- RECORDING ENDED --

»»»───«««

#writing #space au #not sure what this was for but hey! site stuff is fun #this took too long for how short it is #characterisation out the window. whatever. idiots

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The Lemon Legacy: Generation 1, Chapter 19 - Sulani Vacay

Summer’s been seeing a guy named Mark Eggleston, thanks to Ophelia’s encouragement over the phone that the Watcher didn’t bother to screenshot. He’s pretty chill and easy to talk to, so nobody's really sure what he sees in Summer, but he fits in just fine.

Libby: Sorry this gig has been so stressful, babe.

Ophelia: It’s fine, seems like she’s going to back off at least.

Summer: Sounds like you could use a vacay! Mark was talking about going to Sulani before it gets too touristy in the summer, we should all go!

Ophelia: My gran lives in Sulani! I’ve been meaning to visit her.

Mark: She’s so lucky. The scenery is beautiful. Some of my best paintings have been inspired by the islands.

Summer: You can paint me in Sulani, it’ll be your best piece yet.

Ophelia: I'm not practicing with the band again until Friday and I’ve got a few vacation days in my pocket. Why not?

Libby: I’m in!

Summer: Oh, this’ll be so much fun! I’m gonna bully Travis and Becca into going too!

Libby: Hope she knocks first! I made that mistake last night.

They grow up so fast! Marshmallow is now an adult cat, but she still needs some company (and some food) while Ophelia is on vacation! Luckily, Drew is available to catsit for a few days in exchange for being allowed to eat whatever they want in the fridge.

Ophelia: Thanks for watching Marshmallow on such short notice. I left you some homemade sushi in the fridge. It's my gran's recipe.

Drew: Your grandma has her own sushi recipe?

Ophelia: She lived in Mt. Komorebi for a while! The woman's a globetrotter.

Ophelia: Mommy will miss you! Be good for Drew, okay, baby?

Marshmallow: as long as i am fed and petted i shall tolerate the new hooman

Everyone gathers at the BFF house early in the morning, ready to enjoy two days of paradise. Mark and Becca sure are excited to get to spend time with their partners and their new friends!

Becca: Babe, you can wait to put on sunscreen until we get there.

Travis: I burn easily.

When the gang arrives at their rental, they waste no time making themselves at home. Artsy Mark starts painting the scenery, and Travis practices his dad skills on the grill, Summer and Libby swing like they did when they were kids, and Becca and Ophelia have fun in the sand.

Ophelia wants to make sure Becca feels welcome, knowing what being the new girl in a friend group is like. They idly chat as they build their sand sculpture and Becca comes out of her shell.

Not long after, the couples take some time to tour their rooms. Libby and Ophelia have yet to hit a major milestone in their relationship, but they've both agreed they're ready. Tonight, they're going to woohoo for the first time.

Summer: Hope this room's okay. I know it's a little girlier than Trav and Bec's but the en-suite is nice, right?

Mark: Baby, you know I don't care about that stuff. Besides, it won't matter what the room looks like under the covers.

Summer: OMW you are so bad!

Yeah, I don't think Travis and Becca mind that they don't get a room with an en-suite.

Mark and Summer waste no time enjoying the ocean. Mark's not as good a swimmer as Summer, but honestly he's just enjoying himself. He tries to get Summer to slow down a little by splashing her.

Summer: AH, stoooop!

Her laughing doesn't make him believe she means it very much.

The other three girls enjoy some relaxation.

Libby: Oops. better put our sunscreen on.

Ophelia: But we're in the shade right now.

Libby: The game doesn't care and you know it. No sunscreen, no kisses later.

Ophelia: Fiiiiine.

Ophelia's starting to feel a little whipped.

Well, Liberty Lee is nothing if not a woman of her word. The two check out the hot tub outside their room after a while and Ophelia does indeed get her kisses. Maybe being a bit whipped isn't the worst thing in the world.

Looks like Becca just wants to tan and relax. She's a recent college grad, can't blame her. Travis puts another layer of sunscreen on his girlfriend and on himself, just to be safe.

#The Sims #The Sims 4 #The Sims 4 Legacy #The Lemon Legacy #TS4 #The Sims 4 gameplay #sims 4 #generation 1 #ophelia #libby #summer #travis #becca #mark #drew

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Pumpkin

Sirius Black x Reader Smut

Word count: 2776 Warnings: smut, losing virginity, unprotected sex. Song is pumpkin by The Regrettes see above

your name is y/n l/n and you are kind of famous in the muggle world. you and your band The Regrettes that is. when you started at Hogwarts you didn't really have any friends besides Lily Evans so most of your time was spent writing songs and doing your homework. during winter and summer break you and your band would publish the songs. you don't really ever go on tours because of school but when you get out of school you are planning to. also in school, most people don't know about your music career except for the muggle-borns. to say when your band got famous you became popular in school would be an understatement. you could not go a day without someone asking for your autograph.

anyway right now you are sitting at the lunch table with Lily, a few people have come and you gave them an autograph and they left. You're happy that you have Lily because she's the only person that makes you feel normal. Besides your crush Sirius. the marauders came just so James could bug Lily you kept your head down and stayed quiet and ate. you had a huge crush on Sirius so you're really shy when he's around. you heard a cough from beside you and you looked up it was dumbledore.

"Oh hi professor," you said looking up at him.

"Hello ms. l/n do you have a second to talk" you nodded and followed him just to the hallway.

"What did you wanna speak about professor," you said playing with your thumbs nervously while looking at him.

"I am quite a fan of your music ms. l/n I was wondering if you could play at the yule ball" you smiled and nodded.

"I would be honoured" he dismissed you and you ran to Lily.

"What did he want," she asked smiling at how happy you looked.

"HE WANTS ME TO PLAY AT THE BALL," you said while jumping up and down she stood up and jumped with you.

"you could use this as your chance to confess to" you yelled and noded to behind her she turned around and smiled and turned back to you "oops that was close" you nodded you both sat down at the table again and the marauders were looking at you weirdly except Remus cause he's not a pureblood. they don't know about your band.

"why would he ask you to play at the ball?" James asked before you could answer Lily did for you.

"because she is famous of course" you blushed hard at the word famous you don't really like being called famous.

"wait what she's famous your famous" Sirius looked really shocked.

"I wouldn't say I'm famous but I have some fans," you said playing with the little bit of food you have left on your plate. Remus laughed and you look back up at him

"I've been to your concert even before I knew you it's really hard to get a ticket so i'd says you have a little more than a few fans" you looked at him and chuckled right as you were about to say something a first year came running up to you.

"um hey y/n I was wondering if I could have your autograph" you nodded and he handed you paper and a pen you signed your name and put a heart around it, he thanked you ran to his friends and they were all so excited.

"see famous" Remus said you blushed again and chuckled.

"while now that I know you're a fan I could always give you free tickets you can even meet the band" he smiled big while I chuckled.

"you would do that I have a huge crush on Brooke" you chuckle again.

"Yeah, I'd totally do that. by the way your totally Brooke's type she has a thing for book nerds," you say smiling it looks like he's having a heart attack and lays on James' eyes closed sighing contently

"y/n my love you are my new favourite person" everyone else there looked offended and you were laughing your ass off

"oh, Remus you're my favourite too besides lily" lily smiles and looks like she's about to say something.

"that's not true you like-" she says trying to tell Sirius about my crush

"SHUT UP Lily NO," you say turning into a tomato shes laughs her ass off and falls onto James and he turns red smiling that she's laying on him. I glance at Sirius who is beside me and he looks like he's thinking. he puts his arm around your shoulders and looks at you. you look straight ahead at lily looking like you were about to explode with how red you are.

"oh come on y/n you can tell us who you have a crush on," he says in a seductive voice and you stand abruptly.

"come on lily we have to go pick my setlist" you grab her wrist running out her laughing really hard once you are out of the great hall you stop and try to calm down your breathing.

you turn around and walk back into the great hall and grab Remus.

"you know my music I need your help too" and drag him out you look at Sirius over your shoulder and he looked kind of sad but you ignored it and keep walking.

****time skip****

you three just got to your dorm you sat down.

"Remus, Lily I need your advice" they look at you Remus confused and lily happy she sits on the floor and you take out your guitar, "I wrote a song for someone and I need to know if its good"

"why me," Remus says you were about to say something then Lily butt in

"1 you like her music 2 your friends with Sirius and it's about him" you blush hard while strumming not playing the song yet.

"That's great let's hear it" you smile and start playing pumpkin. when you finish they all clap.

"that's amazing y/n Sirius is gonna love it" you blush and thank him

****time skip to the ball because I'm lazy****

the ball has been going on for about 10 minutes and you have been waiting nervously to be called up.

"can we welcome y/n l/n to the stage" you climb up with your guitar and you look at everyone clapping for you and you see Sirius clapping and he winks you blush and start talking.

"um this is a new song that I wrote for a special someone and I haven't produced it yet so you guys are going to be the first to hear it I hope you enjoy my song, pumpkin" the song starts and the whole time your staring at Sirius and he's looking back. the whole time you're hoping that he understands what your saying and feels the same. when the song ends you can see Sirius clapping but even if you didn't see him you could hear him whooping for you over everyone else in the hall.

as you walk down the stage blushing people keep coming up to you telling you how great the song was you thank them and excuse yourself to find Sirius when you got to where he was all you saw was Remus and Lily they are smiling wide.

"he told us to tell you to meet him in the courtyard he wants to talk," they say excitedly you smile and nod.

"wish me luck" and you kiss them both on the cheek and run out and see him standing there while it snows and he looks amazing. you smile and keep walking.

"you wanted to talk?" you say blushing and feeling nervous.

"yeah uh... I don't know how to say this... ok I'm just gonna ask... was that song about me" he says blushing and while you are working up the courage to say yes he interrupts you.

"cause I feel the same way I kind of think I love you I mean I've never felt this way about anyone I find it hard to be around you without kissing you and all I can think about all the time is you and how beautiful you are and your hair and you eyes and your lips oh your lips I'm rambling arent I I'm sorry shut up Sirius... was it about me?" he asks looking down not able to see the smile covering your whole face you grab his cheeks so he's looking at you.

"It is about you," you say and lean in closing your eyes he does the same and your lips meet in an electric kiss. you can feel it all throughout your body. your arms go around his neck. his hands go to your waist and his tong swipes your lip and you give him access and behind you, you hear cheers and whooping. it was Lily, Remus, James, and Peter. you blush and hide your face in his chest while he chuckles. you smirk and turn around. Sirius arms around your waist and chin on your head.

"remember the deal lily" you smile "second-year I admit my feelings you admit yours" she huffs.

"damn it I thought you forgot about that" she smiles like she had an idea she turns to James pecks his lips then runs. he looks at the way lily ran to and then to you.

"y/n I thank you I could kiss you but I won't because those are all for my flower," he says face as red as a tomato.

"better not she's mine" you smile really wide and turn back towards Sirius.

"all yours... finally" you kiss again

Sirius walked you back to your dorm and gave you a long kiss.

"I'm so happy I can finally do that," he said smiling giving you another peck and began walking away.

"wait Sirius" he stops in his tracks and turns around and raises an eyebrow.

"yes, my love," he says walking back towards me.

"don't you wanna come inside," you say. his eyes widened and he nodded aggressively you chuckle and pull him inside and he closes the door behind him. when he turned around you were sitting on the bed as he approached you, he gently pushed you onto your back and got on top of you.

"wait um before we start I think you should know I'm a virgin," you said avoiding eye contact you knew he wasn't a virgin that hurt a little but you didn't care because now you got to be with him. also at least one of us knows what they're doing. he grabbed your chin gently between his fingers and moving your face to look at him.

"if you still want to do this i'll go slow and be gentle" you nod and smile he smiles back he kisses you soft but passionate at first quickly it starts getting rougher and rougher he starts leaving open-mouthed kisses down your jaw when he reached your ear he whispered.

"I wanna make you feel good baby" you feel the heat flood to your panties and you whimpered.

"Please," you said in a whisper. you pulled his head back up and you kiss him. with a sudden burst of confidence you flip him on his back and start grinding on him moaning when you feel his hard-on.

"baby please do something" he begged. you smile and start moving down slowly and teasingly unzipping his pants. "come on y/n please" you chuckle and go faster removing his pants and his boxers. when his member sprung out you couldn't help but stare at how big it is. you expected him to be big just not this big.

"y/n touch me please" you nod nervously and go closer to it and grasp your hand on it and he groaned. you pull your hand away.

"did I squeeze too hard," you said scared that you hurt him.

"no-no that was good so good," he said. you get more confidence from this and you grab it again he groans again but now you know it's from pleasure. you go close to it and blow out a breath to calm your nerves and he moans from it. you lick a little strip from the bottom to the top and suck on the tip slightly. hearing Sirius's moans and groans push you to keep going you then take all of him in your mouth sucking and humming you heard that the vibrations make it feel better. sirius's hand goes to the back of your head pushing it down slightly.

"stop y/n stop," he says you pull your head up scared that you did it wrong and it didn't feel good.

"did it not feel good. did I do it wrong?" you say furrowing your brows sadly.

"no doll you did great that's the best one I've ever had but if I finish we cant go further do you still wanna go further?" he asks rubbing your cheek you blush at the compliment and smile slightly.

"um... I'm still kind of scared but i... would you... um... eat me out" you say blushing intensely. he chuckles and kisses your cheek.

"lay back love ill make you feel good" you lay down trying to hide your face a little while still watching him "don't hide your pretty little blushing face," he said grabbing your chin gently again. you look at him as he pulls off your dress so you're just in your underwear. you take off your bra and he takes off your panties. you sit up for a second he gives you a questioning look you pull at the hem of his shirt he smiles and pulls it off. you lay back down he spreads your legs and gets in between them.

"oh, my pretty little girl all mine" then he starts slow licking a strip up then kissing your clit. You're already a moaning mess underneath him.

"more please faster" you say between moans you feel his smirk as he starts speeding up. You can't help as your moaning really loud hopefully no one could hear you. You could feel something building up inside you and you assumed you were about to cum.

"Sirius I'm gonna cum" somehow he starts going even faster and you cum hard and scream his name. He licks it all up and then sits up looking at you as you come down from your high.

"Do you wanna keep going or do you wanna stop now?" He says rubbing your face gently.

"I wanna keep going just give me a second," you say out of breath. He chuckled and laid beside you pulling you into him.

A minute or so later you sit up a little and look at Sirius you smile a little and peck his cheek.

"I'm ready" he nods kisses you hard and starts peppering your face with kisses.

"I'm gonna need to stretch you out first with my fingers" he say "it might hurt a bit" he said while laying you back and spreading your legs again he kisses your knee down to your part, then he sticks one finger in you moving it slowly in and out and bending it. When you nod he adds another and this repeats until you have three fingers in you. You look up at him and move his hand.

"I'm ready just go slow" he smiles and nods. He lines himself up and as he's starting to stick it in he kisses you hard to district you from the pain, it worked all you could feel was an uncomfortable pressure. After a while the feeling went away so you ground your hips and he started moving slowly in and out of you. The little bit of pain left went away and it was replaced with pleasure.

"Faster please harder" you moaned Sirius started going faster and harder while moaning and groaning with you. This is the most pleasure you have ever felt. Soon you could feel the knot in your stomach again.

"I'm gonna cum Sirius-" you were gonna keep talking but a loud moan ripped through your throat you came hard not long after Sirius came to with a loud grunt and you name. After that Sirius went and got a cloth and cleaned you up, then he got in bed next to you and you fell asleep in his arms happy that you could finally be with the man you love.

This was really long I got carried away anyway hope you enjoyed it, Hope you have a great day-night whatever.

#sirius black #sirius x you #marauders era #smut #fluff #romace #pumpkin #singer #performer #pop

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