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robynlilyblack · 1 year
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Thank you so much to everyone that has filled this out so far! And I can't begin to express how touched I am with all the sweet messages y'all wrote ♡
I've already got 2.5k written on a renewed piece which I'm so happy with as I haven't wrote at all for two whole months. I won't be back to daily this week but hopefully eventually I'll be producing something every other day again. I've missed writing so much!
The poll is still open, as are my requests. I love the ones that have been sent in while I was away and of course before. I'll be hoping to start getting your lil fics out soon after I've gotten a couple big bois out x
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robynlilyblack · 1 year
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Hi everyone! After 2 months of almost total radio silence I'm back and hoping this poll will help decide what I do now I'm back! I know polls are now a thing on Tumblr but this way I can leave the form open for as long as I want and be a lil more specific ♡
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robynlilyblack · 1 year
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Hi! I just wanted to check in. You haven’t been online in a while. Not that you have to be in just worried❤️
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Hi sweets, thank you for checking in. I lost my dad a couple months ago so I've been taking time away from everything to deal with that but I'm ready to get back into writing again x
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robynlilyblack · 1 year
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Hey, I just wanted to check in and see how you’re doing? I hope that you’re alright I’ve missed you on here but of course take your time coming back there is no rush! <3
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Hi, thank you so much for checking in thats sweet. I'm doing better it's been a rough couple months but I'm in a better head space now and am ready to get back into hobbies x
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robynlilyblack · 1 year
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i love everything u write. that’s all <3
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Aww thank you lovely, way to make a writer blush on her first day back x
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robynlilyblack · 1 year
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Hi love! I hope you are doing okay and I wish you a happy new year ❤️
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Hi sweetie! I'm doing better, thank you and I hope your new year has been grand so far
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robynlilyblack · 1 year
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Omg omg hi love, I love your writing and, like, my mind is literally blind thinking about Sirius Black singing or whatever I wanna be your slave (måneskin) to reader and her getting so flustered and him being him iyk 🥰
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Omg thank you so much! Aww I'm just seeing the reader from smart cookie literally about to combust as she buries her face in her hands or pillow. Oh oh especially if it's like years later when they are married and he still makes her all flustered and shy, he'd be so feckin proud of himself
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robynlilyblack · 1 year
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I am sorry for your loss dearest writer. I send you a big hug. 🫂
Take care of yourself lovely Robyn 🧡 ily
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Thank you so much lil seal, big hugs back xx
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robynlilyblack · 1 year
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I’m sorry for your loss. I hope you’re okay
Much love <3
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Thank you, I'm doing much better now xx
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robynlilyblack · 1 year
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hi! i hope it's going to be okay, take care of yourself and take some rest <3 if you ever need to talk i'm here, i love you🫂💞 do you have discord? if you want to talk or whatever and if you want to obv <33
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Thank you so much love x
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robynlilyblack · 1 year
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I'm so sorry for your loss Robyn, take all the time you need.
-Alex
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Thank you Alex I really appreciate it x
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robynlilyblack · 1 year
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Happy Holidays everyone ♡
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robynlilyblack · 1 year
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Hi everyone x
I won’t be around for a little while, I’ve lost someone very close to me and I’m not sure when I will be able to write again
Thank you for understanding
UPDATE: I’m unsure how often till get fics out but I will be uploading soon! Also happy new year xx
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robynlilyblack · 1 year
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Screw serendipity
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Part 1
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rockstar! Sirius Black x fem! ballerina! reader
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Summary: At an awards show Sirius comes across a girl who couldn’t be more opposite to him if he tried and yet completely enamours him
Warnings: swearing, strangers to love interests, Sirius being a total flirt, mutual pining, quick proofread
A/n: 3k words, day 6 of my advent calendar needed a little Sirius so here is the continution of this burb that's pretty much the prequel to this one x enjoy!
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Sirius returned to the awards show, a new found spring in his step and the first real smile painted on this face as he returned to his seat again. His smile widens as he quickly fixes his opened shirt, the dimple in his left cheek prominent as the edges of his eyes crinkle. He wears it for most of the next performance, his mind filled with the picture of you, y/n, his mysterious ballerina
Mysterious was the main word, as he didn’t get much information after you exchanged names. A man who much have been your manager startled you both and reprimanded you for disappearing, then he muttered something about final touches before apologising to Sirius himself for your unprofessional behaviour. During the ordeal Sirius tried his best not to laugh, usually it would be the other way around as he was often shouted at for going off randomly for a smoke or to flirt with one of the techs. 
The thing he loved most about it was the look on your face, that beyond adorable reaction to it all was entirely endearing. Your shy nature returned in full force, in retrospect it was a shame, he could imagine how embarrassed you must have been, probably wanting that awning to swallow you whole. You couldn’t talk nor look at him either, just a barely audible whisper of a goodbye Sirius that still echoed in his mind…as the song finally fucking finished
“Can we give a warm applause for this woman!” a man shouts as he comes on stage “Isn’t she a gem” he bows to the women who wears the fakest shy smile, trying to look humble as if she hadn’t heard that compliment a million times “Looking gorgeous as ever tonight as well!” he milks it
“Bloody hell fuck her already” Sirius mumbles to himself while attempting a pathetic clap for appearance’s sake
Unfortunately, the women next to him at the table overhead his, in her mind, rather crass observation and stares at him in a not so mild disgust. After a second he notices and returns it with a challenging look, keeping prolonged eye contact until her shoulders slump and she cracks
“What are you staring at?” she half hisses, crossing her arms
Sirius lets out an empty laugh, finally, he thought as the women had been looking for a fight all night. He knew from the moment she grimaced at his attire that she was just waiting for the moment to confront him, he was a little impressed she’d managed to last this long considering his laughter at what was supposed to be someone’s entirely serious acceptance speech
“Don’t know but it’s staring back” he takes a light jab before turning his attention back to the stage, basking in the lady’s gobsmacked expression in his peripherals as well as the laugher from the table nearby
“Next, we have an indie artist who are new on the scene! Can we give them a warm welcome to…” the man grins extending the syllables, but it’s the kind of grin and tone that screams he hates the next group of people, the kind they granted the marauders at first before they realised how the public adored the group of misfits
Sirius sits up in his seat a little, the drums and guitars set up on the side of the stage giving him hope the band would in fact be that, a real band, playing actual instruments and make him glad he stayed. The band’s name was lost on him though, not due to a lack of attention on the stage per sea but more his eyes fixated on the set of people that appeared from the stage instead of the band as took their positions…dancers
His heart picks up as the first notes play and a soft light falls upon the group, in particular one very familiar figure in the centre. You looked stunning, not even seconds in and he could feel the hold you had on the stage, demeanour so different than mere moments earlier. That big smile from earlier returned as they song continues, it isn’t half bad, probably the best thing he’s heard all night minus your voice, but the dance is what entrances him. The rest of the room fading away as he watches you float around the stage like a well…ballerina
The confidence you have on stage was beautiful, back straight, head high, the definition of classic yet there was an edge to yours and the others performance. That edge wasn’t as loved by most of the room of course, as the image of ballet being performed to soft rock of rather unusual, in fact the papers would have it spread across the headlines in the morning, painting it as controversial instead of what it truly was. Art. Sheer art.
His eyes danced with you, the way your skirt flowed seamlessly with your movements, the smile on your face that appeared when you thought no one could see, and your chemistry with the other dancer was phenomenal. He could understand the story being told wordlessly by the two of you, his brain not needing to register the lyrics to know how tragically beautiful it all was
“Disgrace”
Of course, his moment with you is interrupted by the women beside him, who shall hence be dubbed his arch nemesis of the evening
“Sweetheart just because you don’t understand art when you see it doesn’t mean you have to annoy the entire room” he says with such condescension even her husband looks a little amused while she huffs and goes red with embarrassment 
When he turns back, you fall down so smoothly as the final note finishes and the lights go out, allowing for you and the other dancers to make a seamless exit while the band got their applause, his being one of the loudest yet it wasn’t for them, all you.
As he clapped Sirius more than understood the feeling he gained from you, even in a short space of time he knew, the performance only confirming it. It was the seeds of something that could be more than a fling, the start of something he’d only felt once before back at school with one of his very own band mates. 
It was that knowledge that led him to standing up once more, his feet carrying through the halls of the theatre towards the backrooms. As he turns the final corner, he could see some of the dancers down the other end yet he was stopped in his tracks as a girl step in front of him 
“I’m sorry, performers or staff only” she says with some confidence being at a similar height to him but soon her eyes flick lower, pupils dilating as she eyes his rather lovely inked chest
He smirks at that, adoring the not-so-subtle admiration “Technically I am a performer” he argues, leaning on the wall and deciding to use his natural charm to sway her
She swallows a little but remains mostly unfazed “I meant preforming tonight Mr Black” she informs him
He quirks his eyebrow at the use of his last name “Mr Black?” he chuckles “Call me Sirius, please” he winks and her composure crumbles, rosiness gracing her cheeks
“Well…Sirius” her voice wavers “I still can’t let you through” she hugs her clipboard, suddenly all doe eyed
He bobs his head “Okay” he shrugs “You can’t let me through, but let’s say I snuck in and you just never saw me?” he proposes “It’s a win win since you don’t get fired sweet cheeks” he throws her another wink
He was entertained at her reaction, he loved this. Getting people all hot and bothered was a wonderful pastime, of course for him it was natural, normal, and it didn’t go further than this most of the time. Contrary to popular belief, he wasn’t as much of a lady’s man as he used to be, yes, he had a reputation, and yes, even he would admit he’s been a bit of a whore in the past, but in recent years, it had died down significantly. But alas the media doesn’t like that story and hence still paint him as such
“What do you get in return?” she wonders, some of her confidence returning, adorned with a grin
He entertains her with a smile “Afraid that’s a secret” he tells her, voice a little different, still flirty but much more friendly
She nods, a little disheartened but not upset at the gentle let down “On you go” she nods to the side
He grins “Thanks sweetheart” he kisses her cheek quickly before moving past, leaving the girl smiling like an idiot with her hand grazing the area
Sirius saunters down the hall, eyes flicking around the smiling and giggly dancers, trying to spot you before eventually heading up to the guy you were dancing with in hope of finding out
“Hey” he gains his attention, looking up as the man who was a mini giant, easily making Sirius’ 6ft status look small in comparison
 “Hey there” the man smirks, eyes tracing over Sirius figure 
“Your performance was magical, best thing tonight by far” Sirius commends, the two matching each other’s flirty energies to the point if Sirius wasn’t hell bent on you this lad would sure as fuck have been dragged back to his hotel room
“That’s a compliment and a half coming from the Sirius Black” he genuinely does look surprised yet holds his smirk “But something tells me you didn’t come back here for that” he implies, raising an eyebrow
Sirius bobs his head, licking his lips “I’m looking for the girl that you were dancing with, y/n” he can’t help but wear a dumb smile as he says your name
The man let’s out an ‘ah’ nodding “She already left but if you go now you might catch her before the cab shows up” he tells him, smirk softening into friendly smile
“Thank you” Sirius gives him a head nod in appreciation as he’s already stepping in the direction of the exit door, not wishing to miss his chance
“Hope you get her” the guy calls out “And if you don’t you know where to find me” he winks with a chuckle
Sirius lets out a laugh as well “Me too. I’d say I’d keep that last part in mind but I think it would blow my chances a fair bit” he calls out honestly earning a respectful nod before he turns, heading quickly out of the building
After a small jog down the alley, he first met you, he’s thankful for the sight at the end of it. You, standing alone with your Walkman, headphones on, a large duffle bag over your shoulder, now adorned in casual clothes. He takes a second now he has one just to admire you, maybe even ready himself for the journey he might be honoured with embarking on should you wish to join him
“Hi” he says a little loudly, poking his head forward as he approaches you just in case you don’t hear him
You jump a little before letting out a giggle when you realise who it was, peeling off your headphones and letting them sit around your neck, music still softly buzzing from them
“Hi” you greet as your hands dip into your pocket in order to pause the tape
Sirius is close enough now to catch the song before it turns off though, you had good taste, Bowie was one of his favourites too
“Almost missed you” he wasn’t going to lie, make this some clandestine meeting, no, he was here because he had to see you again and he wasn’t going to hide it, not for a second
Your cheeks raise as you stare down at your feet, wiggling one on the heel for a second before looking back up “Well you caught me” you reply quietly, and if not for the sheer silence of the cold street surrounding you, he wouldn’t have heard it at all
He steps a closer yet keeps an appropriate distance “You were enchanting up there” he shakes his head a little, as if even that word couldn’t fully describe his thoughts on your performance
You on the other hand felt like the concreate was swept from under you. Enchanting. Your mother would never describe it as such, in fact you would receive a very upset phone call in the morning about wasting your talent on such a thing…yes even if it was a prestigious awards show, it wasn’t a classical performance, it was offensive to the art in not only her words but the main stream media
“Didn’t think you’d be into ballet” you reply after a few seconds
He chuckles sweetly, not at you but himself “I didn’t think so either. Maybe it was brief insanity…or maybe you were just so enchanting I couldn’t tear my eyes away”
You felt your body grow warm despite the crisp December weather “Perhaps it was both” you quip, surprising and exciting him at once
“Perhaps” he says with a small ‘huh’ of a laugh at the end “Insane or not you are insanely talented, the way you commanded that stage was masterful…better than any other twat in there” he adds making you giggle, the sound warming his heart that you agree
There’s a comfortable silence as the laughter dies down, Sirius’ eyes flicking to your bag then back to your face
“So, what’s the rush?” he finally asks the question that had been on his mind
Why would you leave early? The show wasn’t finished, the party backstage would be starting soon. He figured maybe you weren’t one for parties, or perhaps you were like him, loved preforming but hated the social war that came with it…although he did enjoy a good party the award show ones took the cake
“I need to be in Glasgow by tomorrow. I have work” you explain and his heart drops at that, he and the band were going on their UK tour in a couple months but until then they would be based in London
“Another performance?” he wonders with the shy hope that you may return again
You shake your head looking a little abashed. It wasn’t that your job was bad, but you weren’t exactly on the same payroll as everyone else in that building, even as the second lead dancer you weren’t getting paid nearly as much as the others due to your lack of professional status…something your mother would remind you in a few weeks via a letter once she’d calmed down
“No, I…I work in a pub” 
His face flashes with surprise before he wears a sweet smile that makes your heart flutter and your knees shaky
“You live in Glasgow then?” he confirms, smile saddening as you nod but more so as the cab draws up
Your head turns to the man in the car, raising a finger to ask him for one minute before your eyes return to Sirius “Thank you for keeping me company…and I’m not just talking about the cab” 
He smiles “I’ll keep you company on a roof anytime” he throws you a wink, relishing in your quick glance away and slight tumble with your bag before you open the door and shove it into the backseat
You don’t get in though, instead you look back at him “Bye Sirius” you say, giving him a wide smile which he returns, both laced with some sadness that this was one of those meetings with someone that could have been everything if the universe hand been kinder
“Bye y/n” you were about to climb into the cab when he speaks once more “You think fate has another date for us sweet ballerina?” he asks with that smile of his again
You stop at that, tilting your head up to meet his eyes “You never know Rockstar” you reply with every ounce of confidence you had, voice steady and cooler than it had ever been before you enter the cab and shut the door
“Where to young one?” the cab driver asks, a smirk on his lips as he clearly overhead the conversation
“Central station please”
He gives you a nod in the mirror before setting off, leaving you to lean just that little bit to the side so you could watch Sirius from the wing mirror. He winks but you don’t dart away just smile brightly before letting your head fall backwards, eyes closed as you know you’ll remember this night forever
Sirius watches the cab drive away, he had no idea if you saw his wink but as soon as the car rounded the corner he spins around like a he was a teenager again, arms wide, cheesy grin
“What a night” he says to himself, laughing without a care
He expected the day to end in a few ways, some alone, some not, but all he would be tipsy and heading back to his hotel room grumpy, maybe satisfied, but grumpy. He would get back, bang on his friends adjoining doors to his room and bitch to them about how horrid it all was, how depressed he was and blamed them for his bad luck at rock paper scissors. But now? Not so much. Sure, he would still complain about the terrible performances that came before yours, the women sitting next to him, but he’d laugh about it instead, it would be playful, as it all led to meeting you
The question left on both of your minds as you got on the late-night train and Sirius lay in his bed later, as you both tried to sear each other face and mannerisms into your memory, was would you ever see each other again? And would luck be on your side?
Dear god you both hoped it would be, especially a certain rockstar
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robynlilyblack · 1 year
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Right?? when I saw it I was like: I need to make a request out of this and it’s gonna be for Robyn and Robyn only😂
I am truly honoured xx I love it so much!
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robynlilyblack · 1 year
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Alex those inspo photos are so purfect like seriously I adore it!
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robynlilyblack · 1 year
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Hi Robyn! Alex here. It’s been a long time, I was so busy this past few months that I, unfortunately, hardly had any time to check out your work. And holy mother of god, you writing for Eddie Munson now? I think I’m gonna pass out lol.
I would like to give you my ideas again but I saw you are doing daily fic, so I was wondering if request are open right now?
Anyway it’s good to be back! Love your work as always.
-Alex
Hi Alex! I’m so glad to hear from you and it’s good to have you back xx
I am writing for Eddie (as well as Steve and robin x)! Yes yes please you can send them in x I’m hoping some days I might be able to get two little ones out so requests are still very open!
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