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AMARANTHE Announces New Vocalist, Shares 'Damnation Flame' Single
Swedish modern metallers AMARANTHE have released a new single, "Damnation Flame". With its symphonic touch and uplifting chorus, the track once again showcases the band's outstanding songwriting skills while maintaining AMARANTHE's status as one of Sweden's most exciting metal exports.
AMARANTHE guitarist Olof Mörck states about the new song: "'Damnation Flame' breaks new ground for us in many ways, and in all the best ways possible. This is the very first AMARANTHE song to feature symphonic elements, something we've wanted to do for a long time, and the darkened vampiric theme melds together perfectly with our take on modern melodic metal!
"AMARANTHE has always been about being boundless and constantly reinventing ourselves, and by now you know to expect the unexpected. This is 100% pure passion poured into music, as you will no doubt experience yourself from the very first second — enjoy 'Damnation Flame', with the promise of much more to come SOON!"
"Damnation Flame" also introduces AMARANTHE's new vocalist Mikael Sehlin to the band's internationally growing fanbase.
Olof continues: "After a practically global search, and several amazing guest growlers to help us out on shows and tours, we finally found just the right person for the job, in our very own Swedish capital of Stockholm! Mikael Sehlin has EVERYTHING it takes to join the AMARANTHE lineup, and his versatility and musicality completes and underscores our vision for our new album and the general future for AMARANTHE perfectly. From the deepest guttural grunts to soaring screams Mikael is growling perfection incarnate, so please give a roaring welcome to the new star upon the AMARANTHE firmament!"
Sehlin himself adds: "Hello everyone, Mike here! I am very thrilled to tell you I will fill the slot as the new AMARANTHE growler and I can't wait to meet you guys out there! I hope you like the upcoming tracks to which I've had the honor recording growls to. Take care and see you soon!"
AMARANTHE has spent more than a decade establishing itself as a formidable, positive and fervently melodic force for metallic good. From their explosive self-titled debut in 2011 to the more sophisticated, streamlined likes of 2014's "Massive Addictive" and its immaculate follow-up "Maximalism" (2016),AMARANTHE have masterfully blurred the lines between melodic metal, crushing brutality, cinematic sweep and futuristic sparkle.
Led by the endlessly ingenious songwriting of guitarist Mörck and powerhouse vocalist Elize Ryd, their rise to prominence has been a joy to behold.
Widely acclaimed as a dazzling live act, the Swedes reached a new peak of creativity on 2018's hugely successful "Helix", an album that pushed the band’s vision to new heights, breadths and depths, while showcasing the brilliance of Elize and her co-vocalist, recent recruit Nils Molin.
Not just a glorious return but a wholesale upgrade for their exuberant sound, their latest offering, 2020's "Manifest", is simply the most daring, dynamic and unforgettable album that AMARANTHE have released to date. The perfect antidote to the nagging anxieties plaguing us all in these troubled times, it's a Technicolor celebration of metal's ageless power, blazing with all of life’s colours and chaos, but delivered with utmost artistry and skill.
AMARANTHE 2023 is:
Elize Ryd - vocals
Mikael Sehlin - growls
Olof Mörck - guitars, keyboards
Johan Andreassen - bass
Morten Løwe Sørensen - drums
Nils Molin - vocals
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NXCRE and the Villains – The Broadway – Brooklyn, NY – November 13, 2023
NXCRE & the Villains is a NYC based alternative band that has been gaining traction quickly, for a very good reason. The band was utterly captivating in their recent performance at The Broadway in Brooklyn. The show began with the lead singer introducing the band to the audience. The group is composed of singer NXCRE (pronounced like Zachery but with an N), guitarist Jay Sambuco, bassist Coqui and drummer Loyalty. The band recently released their single “Dabbington City” and is anticipating an album release FEAN IS WAR.
The band's sound is a blend of all the beloved elements of the genre. NXCRE’s vocals are hypnotizing, and their energy is infectious. Without hesitation the frontman made sure that his audience knew they were important to the band, the appreciation for them coming out that night. Sambuco’s performance on guitar is a sight to behold, with riffs that are igniting and solos that are reminiscent of the classics. Bassist Coqui plays a dynamic bass with riffs that layer perfectly and add depth to the performance. Loyalty's percussion is the heartbeat of the band, as NXCRE calls it. His drumming guides you through the songs effortlessly, their playing is energetic and brings the performance to incredible heights. The band performed “Dabbington City,” “Usurper” and “Indigo,” along with some unreleased tracks from the upcoming album.
“Indigo” is intricate and grand in sound, with layered guitar and bass riffs, pensive drums and melodic harmonies. The lyrics are sincere and make it easy to relate to, creating the feeling of yearning for something more. The bridge is undeniably electric as the members perform in sync, bringing their energy to a new level. During more intimate moments, like during their newest single “Dabbington City,” the intensity isn't lost. NXCREs sang sweetly and earnestly “you said you'd never let my heart go dark; I need someone to tell me why” as the crowd screamed the lyrics back. The energy in the room is palpable.
The performance reached a new height during stadium-ready closer “Usurper.” All the band mates were completely on fire, giving their all in the performance. NXCRE jumped into the crowd during the solo to mosh with the audience. Drummer Loyalty was standing, putting his all into drums. Sambuco stood at the edge of the stage leaning into the crowd, shredding away. Coqui crab walked across stage with a mean presence. It was a remarkable sight, all members fully immersed in the performance. They are meant to play stadiums with that energy.
The band's sound is nostalgic but refreshing, instantly bringing me back to the era of Van’s Warped Tour, when alternative music was front and center in the music scene. Each member brings undeniable uniqueness that is recognizable, coming together to create a sound that is insanely satisfying. Their potential is limitless and their energy when performing is something everyone should get the chance to see.
NXCRE and The Villains are a rising talent in NYC that is bound to take over the scene, as part of this new wave of alternative music. Check out their latest single “Dabbington City” on all streaming platforms now.
Natalie Orozco
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REVIEW: Reneé Rapp releases debut album “Snow Angel”
by Natalia Espinosa
Reneé Rapp´s 2022 debut EP, Everything To Everyone, left fans eagerly waiting for new music. Now, not even a year after the EP´s release, the wait is over, and her debut album Snow Angel is finally here. After its announcement on June 5, 2023, the album was released on August 18, 2023.
The record, which is a little more than thirty minutes long, consists of twelve tracks, and according to her official website, it initiates her new era of music by putting her heart on full display. Whether it´s through emotional ballads or infectious pop hits, Rapp is able to speak her truth through her music.
We were first introduced to the album´s sound after the lead single´s release on June 9, 2023. As shared by her in this post on her official Twitter account, “Snow Angel” is not only the first single, but it´s also a song about a traumatic experience Rapp went through, making it a bittersweet introduction to her new music. The song starts with a beautiful piano melody that´s quickly accompanied by her soft voice, setting a serene tone. As the music continues, there are sudden changes in the tempo and intensity, alternating between them. Her voice also leaves behind that initial softness, turning angrier and harsher before going back to the original calmness and then getting more intense for the final climax as the song comes to an end. The lyrics complete the song by recounting her experience, her words working perfectly with the shifting tempo and providing a clearer picture of the pain present in the track.
The next song we got to listen to, “Talk Too Much,” was released on July 12, 2023, as the next single, and is also the first track on the record. “Talk Too Much” has a different vibe than “Snow Angel,” kickstarting the album with a catchy and upbeat tempo. It´s a song that speaks to that relatable relationship anxiety of trying not to come on too strong while also caring too much to do that. The way the track is produced, with the optimistic-sounding beat and guitar, allows for it to sound fun and even a little unhinged, which is very on-brand for the singer and a great start to the album.
As the record continues, “I Hate Boston” starts playing. In contrast with the previous track, this one starts with calm piano chords. But it does build up as it goes on, adding more intensity and then diminishing it again towards the end, the change in pace contributing to the heartbreak described referring to the inevitable hate for the city she spent so much time in with a partner during a previous relationship. That duality between danceable rhythms and emotional melodies paired with both fun and sentimental lyrics is a recurrent theme within the album.
Some of the more upbeat tracks are “Poison Poison,” “Pretty Girls,” and “Tummy Hurts.” In “Poison Poison,” Rapp expresses her hate for a terrible person who crossed her, the song serving as a clear “fuck you” to her. The theme of “Tummy Hurts” is similar, condemning a previous boyfriend and his future family in a funny way with lyrics such as “I just want some recognition for having good tits and a big heart,” going along with the unhinged energy of some of her tracks. “Pretty Girls” is also on-brand, recounting the classic and almost predictable experience many queer women go through when a “straight” girl wants to experiment with them to later go back to their boyfriends and pretend their rendezvous never happened. Even if all these songs portray hurtful situations, they maintain that fun edge as a result of the upbeat nature of the music.
As I previously stated, Rapp has also included slower and more emotional tracks in her album, “I Wish,” being one of them. This song deals with themes such as loss, grief and nostalgia, and it explores the speaker´s experience and emotions regarding the inevitability of death and how the passage of time can be bittersweet, allowing you to live and experience joy but reminding you that it´s not forever.
The last track, “23,” also falls into the softer category. Rapp sings about her experience turning twenty-three, reminiscing about her last birthday and how she feels she hasn’t grown or matured as much as she wished she had since then. However, the song ends with an optimistic message as she expresses her hope for things to be different by the time her twenty-fourth birthday arrives, bringing the record to a perfect close.
Out of the entire album, the two tracks that stood out to me the most are “Gemini Moon,” in which she criticizes her volatile personality and her desire to be better to the person she´s with, and “The Wedding Song,” a song within a song in which she expresses her love to a previous lover and the regret and anger directed towards the downfall of their relationship. Both tracks start calmly and slowly start to build up as the music intensifies, complementing the lyrics perfectly.
Reneé Rapp, apart from being ridiculously charismatic and fun, is a great artist, and she has proven it again with this album. Not only are the songs overall enjoyable, but they also have character, and the way the music sounds with Rapp´s strong and smooth voice, which she has incredible control over, this album is definitely worth a listen. So if you think you’ll like Snow Angel, you can check it out on Spotify.
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Bonze may be a new name, but he’s got incredibly deep roots in music. Previously working as an A&R, a guest songwriter, and a top line artist, his experiences stretch back more than a decade. After all this time in the shadows, however, he’s ready to invite people into his world, a landscape marked by precocious alt-pop that pivots between underground dance music and revelatory songwriting while touching upon explicitly personal experiences.
Real name Jack Reardon, Bonze spent his teens in Weybridge, Surrey. A quiet adolescent, everyday he’d catch the bus and sit listening to New Order through his headphones, a gateway into a pop arena where feeling and introspection were welcomed. As for Bonze itself – well, that’s a childhood nickname, given to him by his beloved grandmother. “She’s my favourite person ever!” he gushes. “But there’s a double meaning, too, because a ‘bonze’ is a spiritual leader in Japan.”
Second single ‘Give In’ is the second blast from his debut album, and it’s a startling introduction from this London based voice. Already picked up for support by BBC Introducing, Bonze creates exploratory pop that recalls everyone from Jai Paul and Metronomy through to The 1975, and isn’t afraid to contextualise complex ideas in a simple, direct setting. As he puts it: “I want to explore the idea of music as an immersive experience”.
A bold second offering, ‘Give In’ is emblematic of the confidence running through this daring young artist. After taking time to learn his craft, Bonze is now ready to strike hard. “I had been helping out in studios for quite some time, and I just thought: why not?” he laughs. “It was all about confidence, really. I knew I could do things for other people, it was about learning to do those things for myself. Once I gave it a go, it started to flow, and I’ve been addicted ever since.”
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Blending aspects of club culture – think The Chemical Brothers or Daniel Avery – with succinct songwriting, Bonze hit upon his own unique style. “I’ve always been quite a chaotic producer,” he smiles. “I’ve always drawn from techno, and club elements, but I’ve got my own style, and my own flavour. I love combining organic sounds with electronic production.”
Much of that flavour is imbued into the aforementioned ‘Give In’ - the follow-up single to debut track ‘’Self’, yet the complete antithesis to that track’s narrative, it’s three minutes exactly of pulsating bass and a heady vocal delivery that encapsulates perfectly the song’s overarching ideas of selfishness.
Described by Reardon as being “the total opposite in premise of the previous single, which was about doing good by, and relying on; yourself. ‘Give In’ is about anything you want it to be, but mainly about giving in to that bad thing that you know is bad for you; but it feels good in the moment so you do it anyway. The Give In mindset is essentially at the core of any addiction.” A narrative fitting for a track in which claustrophobia and uncertainty seem to bubble beneath its surface.
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I don’t think I’ll ever forget the experience of hearing the opening notes of “the 1” for the first time.
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pairing: sebastian stan x singer!reader (seb!pov)
summary: singer!reader writes another song, this one is about seb
warnings: suggestive content (*wink wonk*), language, the works ya know
a/n: this took so long bc im not lyrically inclined and there isn’t even that many lyrics in here. i can’t even guys this was a nice break though. i liked the concept, i hope i lived up to your dreams. :)
p.s.: my requests and tag lists are both open loves!
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Sebastian was doing a press interview for his new movie. It was his first on television interview. First time being back in the studio for The Late Late Show with James Corden. First time since you and him had gotten together. He was eager to see what James had in store for him.
He was wearing a bright yellow shirt paired with a red leather jacket. His legs were clad with a different pair that he wanted to wear originally because you couldn’t get quite enough of his thighs. Had he worn the other pair, there would’ve been a prominent wet spot on one leg where you rode him to your own satisfaction. The memory made him bite his lip and adjust his pants to try to quell his oncoming boner.
“Good luck out there tonight, lovey. You’re gonna crush it.” Your voicemail warmed Sebastian’s heart. He missed you a lot, but you were currently on your own press junket. Your new album finally came out and your manager had been running you ragged. Sebastian was so proud of everything you’ve accomplished, and he wasn’t afraid to show it.
“Hi, Mr. Stan. You’re needed on deck in five minutes.” He nodded at the assistant producer who stuck her head in his dressing room. Sebastian ran his hands through his hair one more time before deciding enough was enough.
“Well, this is as good as it's gonna get.” He murmured to himself as he walked out of the dressing room. He rolled his shoulders, snuggling into the leather jacket encasing his back. Sebastian took a swig of a water bottle from the table backstage. He still got nervous when doing interviews, always worried that he’s going to say the wrong thing.
“And now I would like to introduce our next guest. You’ve seen him as Bucky Barnes in the Marvel Cinematic Universe for the last ten years. He’s played the borderline psychotic Jeff Gillooly in I, Tonya, and the corrupt Sheriff Bodecker from The Devil All The Time. It is my pleasure to introduce the one, the only, Sebastian Stan!”
James stood, clapping as Sebastian made his way to the main set area. He raised his right hand, his left remaining on his stomach. As he approached James, Sebastian switched hands, his left coming up as an offer for James to shake. Afterwards, James held his hand out to the chair beside his desk, waiting for Sebastian to sit down.
“Hi, Sebastian! It’s so good to have you back.” James’ accent broke Sebastian’s name up into three distinct syllables, bringing a smile to Seb’s face.
“It’s good to be back, man.” He grinned big, waiting for James to ask the first question. Once they got into it, the interview went smoothly. Sebastian was able to avoid giving out spoilers for his new project, leaving just enough to the imagination. James was in a fit of laughter after Sebastian had told a crazy story from being on set. James wiped tears away from his lower lashline, calming down just enough to catch his breath.
“Okay, so I want to move onto something else.” Sebastian sobered up quickly, unsure of where James was taking the conversation. “We want all the juicy details about your relationship with Y/N.” Sebastian’s brow raised as he pulled a face at James’ question. He laughed to himself for a minute before answering.
“Ya know, we really have you to thank for that.” Sebastian pointed at James, before bringing that same finger to rub his eye.
“Really?” The man’s voice pitched up, brows hitting his hairline.
“Oh yeah. We were only introduced because of your show.” Sebastian leaned back in his chair, remembering that night with you. The two of you had gone out for drinks, talking for hours at the bar and then even longer in his hotel room. He remembered waking up with you wrapped up in his arms. You didn’t have sex that night, but you definitely did the second night.
And oh god, if that second night wasn’t just as amazing as the first. The face you made whenever you climaxed danced it’s way to the forefront of Sebastian’s mind. Not good, definitely not good. He had to readjust himself in his pants again, crossing his legs to cover up his rather large problem.
“Yeah, we started dating that same week. Kept it quiet though.” Sebastian held his palm out in the air, bouncing it up and down.
“Right, right. And do you want to tell everyone how you did end up revealing that you and Y/N were an item?” Sebastian looked down at his lap, smirking to himself. “Or should we just play the clip?”
A clip played for the studio audience. It was Y/N doing her makeup for the Vogue Beauty Secrets Youtube video. Sebastian waltzed in the background of the shot. It then cuts to Sebastian kissing Y/N on the cheek, brandishing the hickey’s that she had sucked onto his cheek the night before. Mhm, I remember that night too.
Sebastian had surprised Y/N by coming to see her. He wasn’t doing anything and he missed you, so why waste a perfectly good opportunity. He spent the night there completely ravishing you until you begged him to stop. That night he proudly wore your thighs as earmuffs, burying his face in you. He really needed to stop reminiscing during an interview.
“How adorable. Was that planned at all? Or did you just do that because you could?” Sebastian shook his head, his right hand scratching at the stubble decorating his jaw.
“Oh, no. It definitely wasn’t planned. I honestly don’t remember if I knew Y/N was filming that morning, so I’m just glad I put on pants before I left the bedroom.” James laughed at Sebastian’s comment.
“Okay, so I’ve gotta ask your opinion on something though.” Sebastian made a hum of acknowledgement, signalling for James to continue. James leaned back, pulling out a cardstock of your new album. “So, this is Y/N’s new album, it just came out about three or four weeks ago?” The crowd clapped for you, and Sebastian cheered along with them.
“What do ya want my opinion on? If it’s the album, then I gotta tell ya, I loved it. Every single song on there is absolutely amazing.” James nodded, a smirk forming on his lips making Sebastian think he made a mistake.
“So you’re aware of the song Europe?” Sebastian smirked, nodding his head because he knew where this was going. “Would you like to tell us what that’s about?” James laughed as Sebastian stammered, looking for the right words. “I mean, let’s just read some of the lyrics.” James looked at the cards in his hands as Sebastian drifted into his thoughts again.
You had brought him into the studio before finalizing Europe. He remembers watching you twist your hands at your waist and continuously cracking your knuckles. Sebastian was curious because you hadn’t ever been like that when showing him a song before. Every question he had about your anxiety revolving around the song was thrown away when he heard it.
Europe was an ode to Sebastian, all of Sebastian. He couldn’t help pulling you down onto his lap by your waist as he listened. You were the only two in the studio, so the two of you were free to do whatever you wanted. The funny thing about that night was that there was a new track recording.
“Oh shit, Seb.” The dam broke afterwards, peels of laughter leaving your lips without explanation. Your right hand raised to your mouth, attempting (and failing) to quiet your giggles.
“Babe, why the ‘oh shit’?” You held up a finger to your lips, telling him to be quiet and listen. He strained his ears, waiting for his own ‘oh shit’ moment. Then, his own voice filtered into his ears, making him crease his brow in confusion. “What is that?”
“That’s the audio from when I first played you Europe.” Small giggles passed your lips again. “I was going to ask you if I could use, like, a sound byte from it for either the beginning or the end of the song.” Sebastian nodded, slightly amazed that you were so creative with your work. “But, I forgot to turn off the recording.” Sebastian’s eyes locked on your expression, waiting for him to connect the dots. He pulled a face and then,
“Oh shit.” His eyes widened, a huff of laughter escaping. “Wait, so it caught all of it?” Your lips rolled inwards, holding back laughs as you nodded your head. Sebastian raised a brow, his eyes flicking over your face. “Use it.” He had a few new hickeys after that night too, but not after decorating your body with a few of his own.
“Sebastian, I would like you to read a few lines from the song, please.” James handed Sebastian a card, a snort leaving Sebastian’s body involuntarily. He glanced at the cards, know the lyrics by heart already. He took a big breath, reading the lines that James chose. He threw him a look with his eyes, head tilting slightly toward the British man.
“Uh, okay, here we go.” Sebastian laughed to himself, blowing out a breath through clenched lips. He lifted the card again, “You know,” dropping his hand back to his lap while raising his other hand. “You know, she’s gonna make fun of me for this right?” James laughed, looking into the camera as if he was on The Office, then to the audience with a duh look on his face.
“Sebastian. We’re going to make fun of you.” The crowd didn’t hesitate to join in James’ amusement. Sebastian dropped his head into his hands, groaning loudly. “Do you need a little encouragement?” The audience began cheering and clapping for Sebastian.
“Fine, alright, alright.” He shook his head before starting. “Long nights with hickeys earned like a badge of honor. Teasing kisses, twisted sheets, all signs of true seduction.” Sebastian looked up from his hands, expecting James to say something. All James offered, though, was a wave of his hand for Sebastian to continue. “I never have to worry because all my sins are forgiven when I’m with you.” James held his hand up, stopping Sebastian from continuing.
“Okay, let’s dissect that, Mr. Stan.” James propped his elbow on his interview desk, placing his head at an angle in his palm. “What is this song about?” Sebastian’s lips curled inward, stopping himself from laughter.
“James,” Sebastian leaned forward against the arm of the couch. “I thought this was a family show.” The British man quirked a brow, sweeping both hands in front of his body gesturing to the studio.
“This is the Late Late Show, Sebastian.” He turned back to the audience, addressing them and the cameras. “And that is all the time we have tonight! Thank you to Sebastian for coming on the show with me tonight! And thank all of you for tuning in tonight. We’ll see you next time.” The producer beside the camera signaled that the show ended and Sebastian turned back to James.
“It’s a good song.” Sebastian smiled wide afterwards, saying his goodbyes to the crew. He was back in the safety of his dressing room when his phone started ringing.
“Hello?” He knew that it was you from the personally assigned ringtone you picked out when he wasn’t looking.
“The Internet is going to eat you alive.” Sebastian grinned as your peels of laughter trickled in through the speaker of his phone.
“Oh yeah, could you imagine if I told them that it wasn’t just random sounds at the end?” He could just imagine your smirk at his mention of your little addition to Europe.
“We’re gonna have to do that again.” Sebastian paused, waiting for you to explain. “Although I think next time we should do a visual along with the audio. You pickin’ up what I’m putting down Stan?” Sebastian smirked to himself, thinking about being able to watch himself bring you to the brink over and over again, even when you’re not together. His pants got tighter at the idea.
“I think we might have to look into that, Y/L/N.”
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"He came into my life at a time when I had just started listening to extreme and loud music. I sat at home in Råde and listened to local radio from Oslo. [...]
Frode Øien had a program where he invited the then unknown band Mayhem to visit because they had recorded a new demo tape. They were just incredibly mysterious and used pseudonyms and stuff, and I mean remember they took over the whole radio broadcast. To me, it sounded like Frode was set aside as host and the band took over for a couple of hours. It was absolutely magical. They played their own music, but not least they played lots of other things that were completely unknown, Hellhammer, Bathory, lots of early black metal and other extreme things. They obviously had great insight into what was going on and were by definition the only Norwegian band that existed in all these genres at once. They were the starting point for everything you could call extreme metal. It all starts with Mayhem."
Anders tells of how he became "insanely fascinated". [...]
“The following week, a guy who was a competition winner appeared and said he was the brother of someone in the band. His name was Aarseth, and that led to me simply browsing the telephone directory, and I found only one Aarseth family in Ski. I took the chance and called and hit right on Øystein. That conversation must have lasted an hour or two. He met someone who was open to the same things as him, and then he was like a wandering library and very enthusiastic. His fervent commitment was something you felt right away, something he literally lived for. He gave my whole musical approach a kind of passion I had never experienced before.”
To the young Anders, four years older Øystein Aarseth appeared as a kind of natural messenger of all the new things that were about to happen, and he swallowed everything he was told. He took in all the tips Øystein shared and received a lot of music that engulfed him, first from Øystein, then also from other bands.
"In the 80's it was not so common to have contact with people in other countries. If it were not unknown, getting to know people abroad was much more difficult than it is today. The only method was letter writing, and this whole underground scene was very much based on that. We wrote to each other and attached leaflets and fanzines and other things. You picked up the things you had on tape and changed the recording. Øystein introduced all this to me.
I also went to practice with Mayhem. Back then I was 13 and a half years old, and got a first-hand impression of how the music sounded in your face in the rehearsal room. It made me completely obsessed that I should also start such a band. I had finally found my thing. This was very early in the development of black metal. We who came in right away make up a small but significant group of people. Among those I became acquainted with at that time are or were virtually all members of the most famous and prominent bands. Øystein had an incredibly central role as a source of inspiration and door opener for how to engage with music on the side of the industry, to be independent, in your own world."
Were there other aspects of him than the purely musical that inspired you? The energy, the courage, the talent?
"What I took to myself very early was to sacrifice everything for this here. If you wanted to get somewhere with the music, you had to choose it over all other possible leisure activities and side tracks you could end up on, to only care about this music and abandon absolutely everything else. This was something he introduced as an opportunity. Many people did sports and had boyfriend projects and all sorts of things, social things that take a lot of time and resources, but here it was an alternative race to unfold in which I really took to. I had lived in a block and terraced house environment until I was ten years old and moved to a farm. I went from a life where people rang the doorbell all the time to being socially isolated. Now I got a platform that made it possible to break out."
Were you and Øystein friends or is there another way to describe their relationship?
"I was a fanboy in the beginning. He got really mad when I copied everything he did. Then he was clear that this is not the way to do it. He was very careful about it. I was very young, and I was looking for band members myself in Fredrikstad and Østfold. When I started Cadaver, there was more mutual respect and a more collegial friendship. Things slipped a bit for him in '92 -'93. In the summer of '93, a few months before he died, he was very much looking for old friends. It was clear that he had been going through a period with a lot of focus on other things, but now he was looking up old friends to play the new Mayhem things that he had been working on for so long. I was with him several times during this time and felt that we had a friendship that was more mature. I had my band, had released an album and been on tour, and now Øystein was finally facing a breakthrough with the album he had talked about releasing for six or seven years. That he was killed became even more sad because of it. He knew he had made something very significant and very good, but never saw it come out."
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"I was in a way close to the events", Anders says. "I also knew Pelle and was several times in the house where they lived in Kråkstad. When such things happen, you are shocked and think about what you could have done differently. But that Øystein did as he did was probably most related to his penchant for myth-making and image-building. He took it too far of course, but his way of thinking about things was that everything could be used for what it is worth in a PR context. I think it would have been perfectly fine if not everything that happened, it would not have made any difference. I remember hearing about him doing it, but not thinking much about it. He probably had an idea that this was so extreme that he had to do something about it. That might say something about how he liked to see things from above. He did not consider himself a direct part of it and did not see that there was anything wrong with it. I think he saw it in a kind of bird's eye view, but it's very difficult to say."
Where do you think Øystein would have been today if he had not been killed?
"It's an exciting thing. We who knew him wonder if he had not grown tired of having to move closer to the regular music industry. In a way, he was a bit about to do it himself with his label, and also realized he could not run distribution on his own. I was part of his distribution. It worked so that he sent ten copies of a record to everyone he knew and trusted. All sold nine and sent money to him, and were allowed to keep one themselves. Those records are probably worth 10,000 kroner today. He signed several bands at the end, and the same day he died, Enslaved signed a contract with him. He had other things going on too, so I'm not sure where he ended up."
"However, there was a lot going on around him that could have had an unfortunate effect", Anders believes. If he had not been killed by Varg Vikernes, or "The Count", it would probably have been rolled up that he was nearby when Holmenkollen chapel burned.
"I do not know if he had been able to sit in jail. He was probably tougher in words than in reality. But what is mainly wrong with the myth of black metal and Øystein was that he created something with knowledge and will to succeed, as it was afterwards. It was rather the opposite. His ideas were to have this as a non-commercial business. You should deserve to hear this music. Being a listener in itself required a number of criteria. If it was up to him, as he told it, the whole scene would be a kind of lodge, and if you were first inside you would hear what others did not hear. But it was going to go away anyway, because it got too big."
"Then he did not experience the internet, but it would have been something for him. Because he had so many extreme political ideas, the internet as it has been very much appealed to him. For example, he would be amazed at how widespread conspiracy theories have become. He was interested in extreme political directions, in Pol Pot and communism. I think he too had ended up in a more experimental musical direction. He was an extremist in everything he did and did it full on, and he probably still wanted to hunt for more and more extreme expressions."
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What is the best thing Øystein did?
" "Freezing Moon". What I find very musically exciting is that it contains so few notes. The atonal and asymmetrical in the arrangement gives an introduction to something completely different than rock. It's the atmospheric, and the movements as we call it, and the riffs that are there. Øystein was concerned with throwing everything away and starting all over again, and it was such a song. It will always be a pillar in the Mayhem catalog and in the development of black metal."
read the full interview (in Norwegian) here
#euronymous#oystein aarseth#mayhem#black metal#files#archive#interview#anders odden#cadaver#satyricon
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Album Review: From Filth And Dust - Lilith Czar
First of all, I'd like to say that this album completely blew me away. From Filth And Dust perfectly showcases Lilith's (formerly known as Juliet Simms) vocal abilities and songwriting skills. The lyrics are meaningful, witty, and raw with emotion. The vocals are clean with just the right amount of grit and pair beautifully with the instrumentals. The album tells the story of a woman who has been through hell and back, who has fought battles both external and internal. The sound is pure rock n' roll. It's not a passive album. You can't help but sing along, experiencing all the emotions the songs pack in.
The album cover, music videos, name change, and new look all work perfectly to create a stand-out album in Czar's discography.
Song Breakdown
Intro Poem: I'm a huge fan of albums with intro tracks. I think if done correctly they can really add a lot to an album and set the tone. I really liked this intro, the transition into Feed My Chaos is phenomenal. It does a good job introducing Lilith and the overarching thems of the album.
Feed My Chaos: Easily one of my favorites on the album, this song is, for lack of better words, badass. One of the heavier tracks, it's loud and in your face with hypnotizing vocals. I think this was the perfect full-length track to start the album off with.
King: The message of this song is exactly what the world needs. The lyrics are powerful and meant to ruffle the feathers of any man who thinks women should shut up and stay in their place. The first time I heard this song I remember thinking "wow, that's exactly how I feel". I hate that we live in a world that is male-dominated, where there is an innate privilege in existing in a body that is seen as "male". If that's the way the world is, then I'm not okay just being a "queen" still subservient to a man. I want to be king, equal power, and equal respect. This song perfectly captures that feeling.
Anarchy: Another one of my favorites, I'm a big fan of political songs and messages in rock. The beat of this song and vocals are top-notch. After the past four years of political insanity and the deliberateness in which the rights of oppressed communities were targeted, this song is cathartic. The end of the song really puts the exclamation point on this track; shots, sirens, and a man's voice over a loudspeaker can be heard in the background. It made me think back to last Summer and the volatile state the country was in. Very nice touch to the song.
100 Little Deaths: Another strong rock track, this is a song easily chanted from the top of your lungs driving down the highway. The message of overcoming your personal struggles is an inspiring one. I also think its placement before the next song, 'Lola' was a great choice. The messages flow together quite well and I like the dichotomy of such a hyped-up song being followed by a slower emotional one.
Lola: This song has grown on me a lot, and I really like it. There is raw emotion in Czar's voice which easily takes center place in this track. It'll have you on the brink of tears but also ready to rise up and sing your heart out. Anyone who's ever hit rock bottom and had to fight to find themself again can relate. The is one of the most open tracks on the album and I think that's what makes it so impactful. One of my favorite lyrics from the album is in this song "Time flies by when you're 25 n' about to die"
Edge of Seventeen: Stevie Nick's fan or not, I think everyone has heard this song. There's a risk that comes with covering an iconic and beloved song, and it really paid off for Czar. This is an amazing cover, her voice fits this song very well.
Bad Love: Another one of my favorites, this song is a masterpiece. It's sultry, exciting, and catchy as fuck. The song speeds up on the chorus and then slows back down for the verses; a rollercoaster that you'll have on repeat for days.
In My Head: When this song started I thought "I'm either going to really, really like this song or hate it". It did not disappoint at all. Clearly a song about fighting the demons in well... "in my head". As someone who struggles with mental health and my own thoughts this song hits home. Lyrically this is probably my favorite song as well, I mean "It gets me off like nothing else, no one fucks me like myself" come on, that's just a fucking cool line.
Unholy: Fuck... I love this song. When I saw the title for this track I had really high expectations because I love rock songs that use religious symbolism with just the right amount of blasphemy. This song gave me everything I wanted from it. I've had it on repeat all day. It's a tie between this song and the next for my #1 favorite on the album.
Burn With Me: This song reminds me of Automatic Love Letter (her old band). I love the sound of this song and the lyrics. This is my type of love song for sure. You can't help but dance around the room while singing along. Czar shows off her vocal abilities and control over her voice, hitting notes that make you go "damn- how the fuck did she do that?!?!".
Diamonds to Dust: The perfect closing song, a slower acoustic track that sums the album up and leaves you wanting more. You can literally hear the emotions in Czar's voice, and like Lola, it's a very raw track. Amazingly well done.
I rarely find albums in which I like all of the songs, but this is one of them. None of the songs feel rushed or unfinished, incredibly well done. Anyone who's written Lilith off before should honestly give this album a listen and let it speak for itself. She's an incredibly talented singer, songwriter, and musician and this album is proof of that. I've unfairly judged her and her music in the past, and I'm so glad I decided to give her and her music another chance. I believe in the message of this album and women supporting women. I can honestly say that I love this album and I highly recommend it.
Total rate: 9/10
Top tracks (in my opinion): Unholy, Burn With Me, Bad Love, Lola
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Holiday | Part 18 |
Description of Part 1: Alex Turner x Reader (Female) | You’ve been friends with Alex Turner and the other boys from Arctic Monkeys since you were 13. You never for a second thought that Alex would release a song about you though. From late night phone calls and almost constant texting and teasing, you’ve managed to stay close with him over the years. When a pact is established and a holiday is arranged, life seems to be treating you very well. But a month in LA will either make or break you.
Word Count: 13.2K
Warnings: Mentions of Coronavirus, and a shit load of FLUFF!!!
A/N: So this is it. I can’t believe it. 18 weeks you have all stood by this fic and I can’t thank you all enough. You all literally make my Friday’s so much brighter because I get to see your reactions to this silly little story I’ve created. Thank you so so so so much for sticking by it. And thank you to the people who have edited for me many a time. I love you lots. I really hope everyone enjoys the last part, but I promise it’s not the last you’ll see of Alex fics on this account.
Thank you all a million for reading x
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~*~*~*~ January 2020 ~*~*~*~
“Y/N Y/N Y/N YN!” You hear Alex yelling from upstairs.
You were in the kitchen preparing dinner, but hearing him yelling your name, you abandoned what you were doing to see if everything was okay.
“What’s wrong?” You ask worriedly as you turn the corner into the lounge.
When you do though, you see Alex running down the stairs with a massive smile on his face. So then, and only then, when you see he’s okay, do you relax.
He is completely beaming when he sees you and he runs straight to you, picking you up in the process, and then spinning you around several times in his arms. You squeal and throw your arms around his shoulders, so you feel more stable and giggle.
Moments like these were more uncommon than you may think.
Alex was rarely so excited about something. Especially to the point where he would be so overwhelmed by emotion that he just embraced you and was practically jumping for joy.
“What’s happening?” You laugh as he slows his spinning down and returns you back to the ground.
“I’m freaking the fuck out” Alex laughs to himself before releasing you to run his hands though his now shorter hair.
He was still grinning at you as he looked at you dazed, as if something wasn’t real.
“Why? What?” You ask also with a smile.
You loved seeing him this happy. And it was obviously something really good for him to be this excited.
“Oh my god” Alex says more to himself in glee, his fingers trailing down to his jaw to give it a disbelieving scratch.
That was a habit he still hadn’t quite shifted since he’d shaved off his goatee. Something which still made you smile when he didn’t realise, he was doing it.
Alex begins to explain by asking you, “You know how you were excited for Catfish’s new album last year?”
“Yeah” You nod.
You were actually a psycho when they announced their new album last year. You booked every ticket you could to go and see them over here.
Since Y/B/F had moved over at the beginning of last year, you’d been doing everything together. And the fact that you both got to go and see one of your favourite bands together in California was amazing.
You both went to all 3 of their dates that they had over here. Two of the shows you were both in the pit for and one of them you got to watch from the side of the stage because Alex and Matt had gone with you.
Which both of the lads loved because they were both forced to listen to their music that often that they knew all the songs.
You were over the moon when Y/B/F came and moved over to LA. You knew she’d always wanted to do it. It was one of her things on her To Do list.
So, when things became serious between her and Matt, she decided to live her dream. And you loved it.
Breana was fine with their relationship and they both got on well with each other still. And both Y/B/F and Breana’s boyfriend really loved Amelia as well, so they ended up being a big happy family.
And you and Alex as godparents were happily there to support them when they needed it.
Alex then practically jumps in his spot saying, “Well picture that but ten times more intense”
You grin at him, loving his energy, “Why? Who’s releasing an album? You don’t like anyone that much who’s not on a hiatus”
“Unless it was one band in particular” Alex hints very heavily with his eyes as to who it might be.
“No” You gasp, a hand coming up to cover your mouth.
He nods his head frantically, “Yes”
“Oh my fucking god” You say now just as excited and jump into his arms.
You throw your arms around Alex’s neck and squeal. You couldn’t believe The Strokes were making a new album.
“I know” Alex said wrapping his arms around your back.
“Oh my god Alex, I’m so excited” You practically yell down his ear.
He laughs and squeeze you the tiniest bit tighter when you start practically jumping in his arms. He knew you’d be just as excited.
“This means new music and a tour” You say down his ear before releasing him so he can look at you and see the excitement on your face, “And oh my fucking god I’m so excited”
“How did you find out?” You ask, releasing him completely and feeling the need to sit on the settee.
Alex smiles as he watches you take a second to let the news sink in.
Then he begins to explain, “I just got off the phone with Julian. Was asking me something about Tranquility Base and then he told me they have just finished recording. He’s gunna send us a copy”
“You’re joking” You say not quite believing him.
He smiles and shakes his head at you.
“Alex, I’m going to cry” You say covering your mouth.
This news was unbelievable. You couldn’t wait, you were just too excited.
“You’re gunna cry Hun, this is my fucking dream” Alex said before joining you on the sofa and hugging you again.
You giggle when he does that and hug him back. He pushes you both down onto the settee, so you’re lay back on it trapped in a hug.
“We can both cry together when it comes” You giggle.
Alex brings his head up to look at you smiles down at you softly telling you, “Y/N/N I’m so so so fucking excited”
“Same” You grin back.
You would definitely never get tired looking into those chocolate eyes. You trace your fingertip along his jaw and get lost in his features for a moment.
His fluffy brown hair flops down over his forehead and tickles your forehead. Your eyes dance across his smooth skin and the way he smiles at you, those pink lips pulled into a grin.
Your eyes trailed back up to his and you got lost in those for another second, until his lips met yours.
~*~*~*~ March 2020 ~*~*~*~
“Hey Y/N?” Alex asks you, walking into the lounge from the kitchen.
“Yeah?” You ask looking away from the worrying TV screen that showed things getting worse with the pandemic.
Alex comes and sits down next to you as he says, “Question that I want to ask you”
“Ooo okay, go on” You ask him, seeing that he’s got his phone in his hand.
He runs a hand through his hair, something that was a tell of his for when he was stressed or worried.
He begins to tell you, “The whole world is about to shut down with this Corona shit, and so it should because the government need to keep people safe”
“Yeah I know, Trump is a fucking moron shutting people down who are asking about it” You shake your head looking towards the TV.
“Yeah” Alex agrees, “Which is the reason why I was wondering if you wanted to go back home?” He asks.
You weren’t quite expecting that, but you ask, “When?”
“Like tomorrow?” He suggests.
Now that did shock you.
“Until when?” You ask slightly wide eyed.
“At the very least until this all passes over. I think we’ll be safer back home than we are over here” Alex says taking your hand in his.
You think about it for a second and nod.
That was probably a good idea, “Now you mention it, that actually sounds like a good idea”
“Yeah and I can’t help but think, if someone in our families gets it and we can’t get a flight over there because they have introduced lockdown, for the very least socially distanced support, it would be a mistake” Alex says giving your hand a squeeze.
“Yeah, you’re right” You nod with a little smile.
“Do you want me to book the flight?” You ask him.
Alex smiles at your offer but then tells you, “Well, that’s why I’m asking now really… Carl wants to take his plane back home and I know we both don’t agree with private flying but if it gets us home safely and with minimal contact I’ll do it one more time. Rather have someone on it than no one on it if it’s gunna fly anyway”
Carl was a pilot of a private jet, from the UK, that the Monkeys had been on many a time, until the boys decided that they didn’t want to use private travel anymore. They didn’t want aid into the destruction of the environment, so they made the decision to fly on normal planes again.
You think it over for a second before agreeing, “Okay. I won’t hold it against anyone this time”
“Right, I’ll ring him now then” Alex says standing up and looking down at his phone again.
You stand too and say, “I’ll go start to pack. Anything you particularly want to take with you?”
Alex shakes his head not really knowing what he wanted to take, “Just as much as we can because I think we’re gunna be there for a while”
You nod and smile, even more so when a thought pops into your head, “Can we start making the house a bit homier when we get back?”
After Y/B/F decided that she wanted to move to LA, she wanted to sell the flat back home. Which was perfectly fine by you, but it meant that all your stuff in there had to be moved somewhere.
And because you and Alex had talked about moving back there in the future, you’d both decided to get a house over there to eventually move into and make your own. It was a lovely house and you’d yet to stay there so you were really excited at the thought of going back.
“We could go to B&Q and get stuff to decorate before they put us all in lockdown?” You grin at him
“I love that idea” Alex says pulling you into his body, arms wrapped around you as you stood looking up at his pretty face.
He continues sarcastically, “But are you gunna help me paint or make me do it all?”
You giggle a little before saying, “I might help you… If you’re nice to me”
Alex just laughs and kisses your nose.
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You both ended up flying back the second week into March, which was great because work had practically stopped anyway as you’d all been instructed to work from home.
And because you’d informed them that you were going back to the UK to ‘be with family’, they had given you the option to transfer onto a team for the same company over in the UK. That was if you wanted to anyway.
And seeing as you’d currently nearly finished your last one back in the US you thought it would be a good idea, considering you didn’t know how long you were going to be back for. You were just thankful it was a very lenient company and treated its staff well.
When you got back the first thing you did was go and see your families, making sure to be extra careful and considerate around each other and keeping your distance from them when you could.
Both you and Alex, weren’t stupid. You knew your parents were in the age brackets that meant that if they contracted the virus it could be dangerous to them.
So, you were both extremely careful.
You were also careful when you went around the shops to get colours so you could start decorating your house.
You’d both god a really lovely house in Sheffield. It was definitely a posh one for the area and was a bit out of the way, so you had the privacy you both desired.
But by god you loved it.
It was pretty much all open plan downstairs. A concept which you fell in love with since living in LA in the house over there.
The house was a detached one that from the outside looked a little dated but was completely modernised inside. It was like stepping into a time machine.
From the outside it looked like a country house with the old stone bricks, with bits of Ivy trailing up the side of the house, but when you entered you felt like you were completely up to date on all the modern technology. Something which mesmerised the both of you when you initially looked around it.
You just remembered wondering around it with a really good feeling in your stomach the whole time. Everything about it you loved.
Especially when you went outside into the back garden as when you turned to look at the house from the back you wouldn’t even guess it was the same place. The stone bricks still covered the place except for the wall of bi-folding windows at the back which overlooked Sheffield, so you still got to see the twinkling lights of the city.
The garden was huge too, which meant that Zoe could run around it all she wanted. And being the age of 9 you could imagine she’d want to do that a lot, especially with her new little brother Lucas also starting to find his feet now.
Inside the house, there were five bedrooms, which both of you knew you wouldn’t need so you planned on turning one into an office and one of them maybe a home gym. It also had a loft conversation too, so Alex had already claimed that as his music room, which you had no complaints about.
But you couldn’t wait to decorate when you got back, as the house had been painted boring plain colours to try and make it more appealing to buyers.
And it was lucky that you both went shopping for the paint when you did too, because two weeks later the National Lockdown was introduced and the whole country basically stopped. You were furloughed from work because there were less things needing to be done and Alex was furloughed too because it wasn’t like he could meet up with the other lads and create an album with them.
It was a weird time the first few months of Lockdown. It did get to you sometimes when you thought about it. You wanted more than anything to give your Mum and Dad a hug but unfortunately you couldn’t.
But you were thankful you had Alex to keep you sane throughout everything. He always had a distraction for you when you needed one, and he liked to keep you busy.
Especially when it came to the painting.
One of the days about a week into lockdown, you were unpacking stuff that you’d had shipped over from the US and as you did that you were listening to Tranquility Base. The reason being that you found it quite relaxing to listen to when you were doing stuff around the house.
That and you loved Alex’s voice with the entirety of your heart.
She Looks Like Fun was playing into your AirPods and Alex could hear you singing along from in the hall where you’d got him painting. He could never get tired of you singing his songs.
He really liked that he had his biggest fan by his side through thick and thin.
He noticed that you stopped singing loudly when it came to the bridge of the song though. And then he heard you gasp.
Alex paid no attention too it though, just thinking that you’d found something you’d been looking for whilst unpacking. However, you’d found something a lot more interesting.
You walked out of the room you were in and Alex looked towards you as you ventured closer to him.
“Alex did you predict this fucking apocalypse?” You ask him with a smile.
He looks towards you and sees you in your baggy painting clothes, with your AirPods still in. You must have paused them because you heard him fine when he replied.
“What the fuck you on about now?” He chuckles.
“In She Looks Like Fun you literally sing, ‘No one’s on the streets, we moved it all online as of March’” You explain.
And it baffled you because that was exactly what had happened. Everyone was now getting their shopping online, a lot less people were out in the city and loads of people were staying at home, where the government had asked them to be.
“Shit. Maybe I did” Alex laughed recognising that his lyrics actually
“Why didn’t you warn us?” You chuckle before making him abandon his paint brush so he would hug you.
He looked so adorable. He had that fine paint splatter across his face and a little of it in his hair. Even when he wasn’t perfect, he still was. God you loved him.
“I did apparently… About two years ago” Alex cheekily grinned at you as he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you against him.
You pat his chest and smile back at the fluffy haired man.
“Congratulations, you’re a prophet” You quote Dr Strange in Infinity War and Alex picks up on it straight away.
He shakes his head at you before saying the next quote in a serious voice, “I’m a survivor”
You just giggle though at how nerdy you were both being, and sarcastically say, ruining it, “Yeah, you’re a survivor because we haven’t left the house in a week”
“And because we have a shit load of hand sanitiser” He grins at you and you laugh agreeing.
“Do you think Thanos snapped his fingers and that’s why we’re in this shit?” You wonder out loud.
“Maybe maybe” Alex ponders for a second before entertaining your theory, “Need the Avengers to come save us”
“I’ll have Chris Hemsworth come save me please” You say a little too fast, but Alex nods his head approvingly.
“As long as Chris Evans can save me. That man his built like a brick shit house” Alex says appreciating the Avengers physique in his mind.
“They both are” You laugh, and he nods down at you.
“But don’t think you’re doing so bad yourself” You say before bringing your hands up to the top of his arms and having a good squeeze.
Alex shakes his head at you, “My arms are nowhere near the size of theirs”
“Not saying they are, but you literally went from being pre-serum Steve Rogers to Captain America” You tell him.
It was true though, he used to be a lanky skinny boy, and now he’s got huge muscles and you really really liked looking at them.
Touching, kissing, biting and licking them too.
“Are you saying I’m Captain America?” Alex asked you with a cheeky smile and a raised eyebrow.
You giggle a little, “I’m saying I really like my own personal version of Captain America”
“I know you do” Alex grinned, and you couldn’t help yourself but to lean up and kiss him.
You tried to carry it on, but Alex was having none of it. He pulled away and said, “Come on. We can kiss and actually watch Captain America later on when we finish painting”
“Fine” You pout, and he leans down to kiss it away.
And you both continued to make your new house into a proper home.
You couldn’t wait to live with him properly back here in Sheffield. The time you’d spent with him in your flat with him was amazing.
So, with even more space, in your own house, you just knew it would be 10 times better. And so far, it was proving to be.
But in your heart, you knew that it didn’t matter where in the world you were with him. It didn’t matter if there was a danger out there that tried to pry you both apart.
And you’d be forever grateful that you gone on holiday and realised the most important thing.
That as long as you had him by your side, you’d feel wanted and safe, because you were home.
Alex was your home.
~*~*~*~ July 2020 ~*~*~*~
You start giggling to yourself for a solid minute before asking Alex, “Al, have you seen this meme?
You’d just sat down on the floor and stopped painting the skirting boards in the living room.
You’d both been painting for hours. Today you’d both painted the large walls in your lounge, and it was a pain because of the number of coats that you had to do on it.
Thankfully you’d finished the last coat of paint on the walls and you’d started the glossing. But it was killing your back, so you decided a break was necessary.
You were both so lazy when it came to the decorating too. You’d go through one room at a time, first painting it, then ordering the things to furnish it, and then set everything up before you moved onto the next room.
And then you would have about two weeks break in between the rooms because your job was now staggering the furlough, and the working from home. So that was the reason why you were both still decorating 4 months after moving in properly.
That, and because you weren’t horrible enough to leave Alex doing it himself. So, whilst you were working in your office that was freshly decorated, you sent him upstairs to make music.
Something which he was doing so effortlessly, and you adored everything he showed you.
“Which meme?” Alex asks you as he continues to paint. “You tweet a lot of them”
“The one that says, ‘There will be a minor baby boom in nine months, and then one day in 2033, we shall witness the rise of the Quarenteens’” You laugh to yourself.
“Amazing” Alex says with a smile, abandoning his paintbrush to come and sit down opposite you.
“I know it made me giggle” You say as you continue scrolling through your phone as Alex picks up his cup of tea that’s probably gone cold.
He doesn’t seem bothered by the temperature though and downs the rest of it in one before abandoning the mug.
He sits cross-legged in front of you, both of you sat on the sheet that you were using to keep paint from spilling onto your carpet. Something which was going well so far but you had to be careful where you sat in your scruffy clothes, because you didn’t want to get paint on your new settee’s either.
“I have a question for you” Alex announces, grabbing your attention again.
You look up from your phone and smile, “Okay”
“So, I’ve been thinking…” Alex begins but your interrupt.
“Oh no. That’s never good” You grin as you lock your phone and out it down beside you.
“Will you ever stop undermining me using that joke?” Alex shakes his head at you, trying to hide that he found you funny.
“Al, you know I’m joking“ You say feeling a little bad.
But only a little.
“Mhhh” He hums at you in sarcastic disbelief.
“Yeah I know” He mumbles before leaning towards you to kiss you.
“I love you” You say quickly before his mouth attached to yours.
You wanted to stay in his good books, despite knowing you were never out of them.
His lips catch yours as he mumbles against them, “I love you too”
Alex plants a good kiss onto your soft lips then and you smile up at him when he pulls away. He can’t quite get the smile off his face either.
You loved that you still had stupid banter with each other after 5 years together. It was one of the many things that kept your relationship alive and fun. You were just glad he still loved you whilst you looked like a tramp like you currently did.
You were wearing one of your very old baggy grey tops that had holes in it, along with some black leggings. Both were covered in various paint splatters of different colours and you were fairly certain your hair, that was in a messy bun, had some paint in it too.
Yet when you looked at Alex, who wore old joggers with holes in it and a plain black top that also had paint on it, you still thought he looked incredibly attractive. Even with the little bits of paint that were in his hair, he was still breath-taking.
Alex takes your paint splattered hands in his and you smile at each other for a good few seconds, before he asked you his question.
“Okay… So, you know how we talked about kids?” He asked you.
You nodded, “Yeah?”
“I was wondering if you wanted to maybe start trying?” Alex softly smiled at you, whilst rubbing the back of your hand with his thumb.
“You’re very on topic aren’t you” You can’t help but smile and shuffle closer to him.
Alex laughs a little at that. “Well you know, when the opportunity arises…” He trails off looking into your Y/E/C eyes.
“What’s brought this on?” You ask him curiously.
“Nothing” Alex shakes his head honestly, “I was just thinking… There’s no better time than a lockdown to start trying properly is there?”
“Well, you’re not wrong” You laugh.
You couldn’t lie, being stuck in the house together meant that you often found yourselves entangled with the other. You didn’t know whether it was the two of you just being constantly bored or horny.
Maybe it was both.
But he was right, now lockdown was less restrictive in the UK, trying to get pregnant didn’t feel as scary as it may have done a few months ago if it was brought up then.
Of course, you’d talked about it before now though. And you were both just waiting for the right moment to make the decision.
And you were happy it had just presented itself.
You needed to ask him though, “If we do get pregnant though, are you still okay with staying here permanently?”
When you’d talked about it before, you’d both come to the agreement that if and when you were planning to start a family, you would both move back home. But now you were already back here, you just wanted to double check that he was still alright with that.
Alex nods with a smile, “Of course… It’s time to stay home anyway. I think I’ve been away far too long”
“Yeah I think you have too” You giggle before kissing him.
He can’t quite get the grin off his face when he kisses you back. He was so happy you were on the same page as him.
Alex couldn’t wait to start a family with you.
“Thank you though” You smile brightly when you pull away, you keep your hands cupping his neck though to keep him close. “I just don’t think I could do it without my Mum and our families around to help”
“You’ll be a great Mum. You already look after me” Alex assures you which makes your heart swell.
“Yeah, to be honest, a baby would probably be easier to manage” You giggle as you twirl the hair at the nape of his neck.
He laughs at you then before leaning to kiss you once more. Something which in the 5 years with him still never got old.
“So maybe in like a few months, I’ll stop taking my pill then?” You suggest when you pull away.
You continue with, “Just because I don’t wanna get pregnant first go and then be stuck inside pregnant for months if they restrict lockdown again… I don’t think that would really be very clever or safe. For anyone. Especially a baby”
“Sounds good to me” Alex agrees “We’ll have this house ready and waiting for the housewarming by the time lockdowns over anyway”
“I still can’t believe you have two houses” You say looking around the stunning room you were in, and then out of the large windows that showed the sun setting over Sheffield.
Alex takes your attention again though, scorning you, “Y/N, it’s nearly been five years. We have two houses and this one is definitely yours”
Despite Alex suggesting that you were going to leave him to do the painting, you were actually the one who’d done most of it. You were also the one that had found most of the decor online and just asked Alex for his approval on them.
This house was truly yours. You thought something like the house in LA would be your dream, but no, something which both you and Alex created for yourselves was.
“You know what I mean” You smile before holding his hand again.
“I am so fucking lucky I married you in October… Or I think I’d have been so upset that it would have all been cancelled” Alex says giving your hand a squeeze, that adorned both your engagement and wedding ring.
“I told you Autumn weddings are cute” You grin at him.
And it was true. Your wedding was stunning.
You’d got married back over here Mid-October and you were both very lucky that the weather had been kind to you. Thankfully you could take your wedding pictures outside and you adored them all completely.
Although you think Alex adored them more, he started crying when the photographer sent them over and he had a picture of you in your dress as his Lockscreen and another one of just you as his Homescreen.
Never mind you being his biggest fan, he was definitely yours.
“You know I love the sun” He pouts at you.
“Alex we literally live, or I guess lived in LA. I’m sure coming back here for a few weeks didn’t hurt” You laugh a little at him sticking his bottom lip out.
He gives you that one.
“It was definitely lucky you convinced me to move it” He smiles.
You couldn’t think of anything worse than planning out a full wedding, only for it to be completely cancelled because of everything going on right now. You felt so sorry for the people going through it because you would have been devastated if your wedding had been cancelled.
“We’re definitely lucky” You smile, “That was one of the best days of my life”
You couldn’t help but smile at your memories of the day. You were just so thankful that Alex’s hair had grown back in time for the big day. Because you weren’t getting married to him with that bald head.
However nice he looked; you really wanted your man to have his lovely hair present for your wedding day.
“It was the best day of my life” Alex admits. “What’s top for you that our wedding doesn’t beat it?”
“2013 Glastonbury” You say without a second thought.
After a second though you realise what you’ve said and laugh at yourself. You were still the biggest fool.
“For fucks sake Y/N/N” Alex shakes his head at you chuckling a little.
“It’s not my fault it’s yours… I’ve just never felt happier in that moment where all I could hear was everyone singing along to Mardy Bum” You smile shyly.
It truly was such a magical experience for you. You would never get that moment again and it mean just as much.
Granted you didn’t think you would be getting married again but there was just something about that gig that held such a special place in your heart. And you’d rather not lie to your husband about what the best day of your life was.
“I was crying big time” You giggle a bit, trying to defend yourself.
“I know you were, and I’ve seen you cry at it since” Alex playfully teases you.
“Thought our wedding might have topped it though” He admits but you just grin shaking your head back at him.
You mumble against his lips before kissing him once more, “It’s a very close second, I promise”
He laughs before kissing you back. His soft hands, which you had a feeling had a little bit of paint on, came up and cupped your cheek making sure you couldn’t escape him.
Not that you were planning too.
Alex’s kisses still caused butterflies in your stomach, which after 5 years, you had no clue how. His kisses really were second nature now, but when caught up in such a meaningful moment, he still made you so nervous.
Yet you wouldn’t have it any other way.
You hoped the butterflies would still be there when you were both old and grey.
Alex then pulled away and as you looked back into those brown eyes, he asked you once more, “So, you’re definitely up for it then?”
“Definitely” You confirm.
And the grin that then makes its way onto Alex’s face was something you hoped you never forgot. You tried to take a mental picture of it.
After a second of admiring your husband you added, “We can just see what happens… There still no rush, so if it doesn’t happen straight away, that’s alright too. There definitely no harm in continuing to try for one”
Alex smirks at you when you say that.
“Of course not” He agrees.
“In fact…”
Alex trails off to lean towards you again to kiss you. Something which again makes you smile because of how cute the whole situation was. You kiss him back and your hand just automatically goes up into his soft hair.
You also can’t help but giggle when he pushes you back, so you’re forced to lie down on the floor whilst he still kisses you. He moves with you so he’s above you and he pulls away to hear your giggle continue.
You smile up at him as your giggle fades and you lean up to peck his lips.
“I love you Al”
You love the smile that breaks out on his face when you tell him that too.
But your smile grows twice the size when you hear him say back, “I love you too, Mrs Turner”
~*~*~*~ Christmas Eve ~ 2020 ~*~*~*~
“Oh my god I’ve missed you so much” Y/B/F throws her arms around you pulling you into a hug at your doorstep.
You giggle at her excitement and give he a squeeze as you say, “I’ve missed you too”
Oh my god we have so much to talk about” She grins as she releases you.
“We do” You laugh, and she goes to give Alex a hug.
“Matt I’ve missed you so much” You turn towards him and open your arms.
He leans in and wraps his arms around you and coos, “Oh I’ve missed you too”
“How’s my best buddie doing?” You smile up at him when he releases you.
“Excuse me” Both Alex and Y/B/F say at the same time.
Both you and Matt turn to look at them and see their hands on their hips, looking at you like you’d just said something horrendously offensive.
“I meant my best boy friend” You correct yourself.
That seemed to satisfy your best friend and she wondered into your house, that she’d yet to see decorated. However, Alex still wasn’t too impressed.
“Are you joking?” He asks you with raised eyebrows.
“Jesus Alex, I’m married to you” You roll your eyes before closing the front door.
“I was your best boy friend for over a decade before I was your actual boyfriend” Alex says.
You don’t know why he felt the need to clarify it though, it wasn’t as if you or Matt were denying it.
“Yeah so stop being offended. You got bumped up the pecking order someone had to take your place” You grin as you hug Matt again and he rests his chin on top of your head hugging you back tightly
Alex decides to look to his best mate instead, asking, “Can you give me my wife back please?”
Matt chuckles before releasing you, and as you roll your eyes before scorning your husband, Matt goes and follows Y/B/F into the lounge.
“Alex” You laugh as you walk towards him and then cup his face and give him a quick kiss.
“I’m yours chill out” You assure him, and you smile feeling his hands come up and rest on your hips.
“Oh, I know you are” He says under his breath as he grins.
His thumbs rub over your lower stomach as he holds you and he whispers, correcting himself, “Both of you”
You can’t help but lean up to kiss him quickly before you follow Matt and Y/B/F’s lead and head into the lounge.
Alex goes and makes them both a cup of tea whilst you entertain the two, telling them where you found all the things that Y/B/F kept on pointing out. Thankfully by the end of August, the house was completely redone.
It was well and truly the Turner’s household and you loved each and every room.
However, you were both very aware now that one of the spare bedrooms now needed to be transformed into a nursery. Something which you would both take pleasure in doing when you were a bit further along than the 3 months you were now.
Alex come back into the room with everyone’s drinks in hand and you leave yours on the side for a minute because it was far too hot. It seemed that everyone else in the room had the same idea, so the drinks were abandoned for the time being.
Instead you started chatting for 10 minutes, all catching up properly in person as you hadn’t had the chance to do this yet because of Corona. Thankfully the world had adjusted itself to the new normal and Christmas could actually go ahead.
So, it was amazing that you and Y/B/F could have your Christmas ritual of having Christmas Eve together. Just an added bonus that Alex and Matt were involved now.
“Okay so we want to tell you something” Y/B/F announces from the other settee next to Matt.
You notice that she takes his hand and you smile; They were so fucking cute. You were so glad they got together. You couldn’t believe it had been 2 years.
You and Alex were on the other settee that was opposite theirs and you were already holding his hand. You weren’t usually this clingy but today had been an amazing day.
This morning you and Alex had gone and had your 12 weeks scan and the little baby growing in you was healthy and doing well. News which was much to yours and Alex’s relief.
You’d had some pretty bad morning sickness, so you were just glad everything was okay despite you not being 100% from time to time.
“Ooooo okay” You grin at the couple.
“I’m pregnant” Your best friend says with the biggest grin on her face.
Your jaw drops with massive smile on your face and you squeezed Alex’s hand without meaning to. You definitely weren’t expecting that.
And you doing think Alex expected it either, he asked excitedly with a smile, “Are you actually?”
“Yeah” Matt nods with a grin.
And you leap out of your seat and dart towards your best friend to trap her into a hug whilst squealing, “Oh my god”
She can’t help but laugh as you wrap your arms around her and say, “Congratulations” down her ear.
Your best friend just giggles down yours before saying a, “Thank you”
You see that Matt gets up and you presume he’s giving Alex a hug from what you can hear, but you’re too invested in Y/B/F to check.
You release her so you don’t suffocate her, and you have to ask, “How far along are you?”
“Sixteen weeks” She tells you with a massive smile.
“Holy fuck” You whisper excitedly covering your mouth as if the baby could hear you. “I bet you’re over the moon”
“I really am. Didn’t really mean for it to happen but we were both excited when we found out after the initial shock of it wore off” Your best friend tells you and you could only imagine the shock for the both of them.
But you couldn’t wait to pry out more information from her, but right now you were too giddy.
“Ahhhhh I’m so so so happy for you” You say before giving her another huge hug.
She giggles in your arms and gives you a tight squeeze before you get yourself up to hug your other best mate.
“Matt come here right now” You say once Alex had finished hugging him.
Alex goes and hugs Y/B/F whilst you hug your Helders.
“Congratulations” You say once your arms are wrapped around him.
“Thank you, my love” Matt grins before kissing your cheek when he pulls away from your hug after a few more seconds.
You look at him, so happy in front of you and you can’t help but say, “I love you so goddamn much… I’m so happy for you”
“Thank you” He says going a little red.
You get all of the gossip from them and get to see their scan photo. You find that they were planning to actually give birth over here, but they will still be primarily living in LA, because of course Matt didn’t want to leave Amelia.
You were so so so happy for them it made you excited to start telling people.
You’d yet to tell anyone because you knew the scan was going to be today, on Christmas Eve, so you and Alex had both decided that you were going to tell your families tomorrow.
You were hosting Christmas in your new house this year and it was going to be your family, along with Alex’s Mum and Dad. And you were both so fucking excited for how you had it planned out to tell people.
You think Alex was currently feeling the same as you about being excited to tell people. You caught on because when you were sat in your original seats again every time, they told you something that the two of you had both been through, he gave your hand a squeeze.
When the couple across from you started asking about the two of you, you gave them the answers that you’d been giving people for the past few months.
But then Alex looked towards you and you share a look. He gave you a knowing smile and tilted his head towards Matt and Y/B/F. You raise your eyebrows ever so slightly asking with your eyes if he was meaning ‘tell them’.
Turns out he was, as he gave your hand a squeeze and smiled and nodded his head slightly. All discrete and not too obvious which meant that the unsuspecting couple across from you were about to get a nice surprise.
You look towards them and grab their attention with, “Hey Y/B/F, you know that thing that I’ve always wanted most in life?”
You smile a bit when you see her eyes widen at what you said. Matt, however, obviously has no fucking clue and makes a joke.
“You wanted something more than Alex?” Matt asks you and both you and your husband chuckle.
You set the record straight though, telling him honestly, “Oh yeah, a lot more than Alex”
“Are you trying to tell me something?” Y/B/F asks you with knowing eyes
She sees both you and Alex grin and her and when you nod your head she screams. She darts to you just like you did to her, but she wraps her arms around both you and Alex and gives you both a massive hug.
Both you and Alex can’t help but laugh and hug her back.
“I’m so fucking happy right now” She squeals down the both of your ears.
“So are we” You giggle back.
She lets you go and sits on Alex’s lap as she talks to the both of you. “So, I need to know everything” She looks at the both of you expectantly.
However, poor Matt is completely lost.
“Wait, what the fucks just happened?” Helders says looking dazzled.
“We’re pregnant too” Alex looks around Y/B/F’s body and grins as he spells it out for his best mate.
“Are you serious?” Matt asks, his face beaming with happiness and shock.
“I wouldn’t be joking about this” Alex chuckles.
Aw guys” Matt says before standing from his seat.
Alex gets up and Y/B/F sits down in his place and gives you a proper hug.
“How far are you?” She asks as her arms are tight around your neck.
“Twelve weeks” You tell her and once sheet you go you explain, “We literally had the first scan this morning, but we haven’t told anyone so don’t scream it from the rooftops just yet”
“We’re the first to know?” Matt asks overhearing what you were saying.
“Yeah” You smile up at him.
“What why?” Y/B/F asks you a little confused.
“Because we weren’t expecting you to drop the news, but we couldn’t not when you told us… We’re telling the family tomorrow” Alex tells them.
“Me and Y/N need to chat about this. To save our mental states” Y/B/F says, getting herself comfy on the settee in Alex’s space.
You smile at her agreeing, before looking to the boys and saying, “Matt, you need to prep Alex for everything”
“I told you I’m going to be fine” Alex says at you and you just stick your tongue out at him.
“Yeah, that’s what we all think mate” Matt laughs a little before holding Alex’s shoulder and then patting it for some extra drama.
Alex looks at his mate like he’s just grown another head. Fear very clearly seeping into his features and Matt has to back track.
“I’m joking don’t look so worried” He smiles. “Come on let’s grab a beer and we can chat”
And so, they do, the boys go and chat in the kitchen for a good 10 minutes whilst you and Y/B/F compare your pregnancies along with every minor detail of it. You were both just so buzzing.
She had just shown you her scan picture and you were so happy for her. Your heart was literally melting. You needed Alex to bring your picture in to show her.
“Al” You shout.
A second later you hear, “Yeah”
“When you come back in, bring the scan picture in with you please?” You ask him nicely.
“Okay”
Not a minute later, Alex and Matt are walking back in and you can see that Alex has shown it Matt, as Helders is holding the picture.
“Y/N I’m so fucking happy for you” He grins at you before leaning down to give you a kiss on the cheek and another quick hug.
“I’m happy for you too Matt” You reiterate back to him, before Y/B/F plucks the photo from him.
Matt and Alex then go and sit on the other settee so you can still continue with your previous chats. Something which you all definitely needed yet you were so bloody excited about everything at the same time.
“Shit” Y/B/F turns to you practically mid conversation to say, “I just realised that yours and Alex baby is going to be fucking stunning”
You laugh at that. You wouldn’t even lie, you really hoped that with Alex’s genes the little one would come out looking good.
You couldn’t help but picture their baby though and you had to tell her, “Yours is going to be the most beautiful child ever”
Y/B/F has a look of disbelief, but you scorn her saying there's no reason why it wouldn’t be beautiful. She was stunning and Matt was fit so there’s no chance the child wouldn’t be.
“I think you’re both going to be having gorgeous babies stop bickering” Matt says, obviously hearing the silly chatter.
Y/B/F furrows her eyebrows at him, “I’m sorry you can’t lie to me and say that their baby won’t have the best genes in the entire world”
Alex shakes his head at her, “Yes Y/B/F but also you are just as stunning as my wife there” He nods towards you and then to his best mate, “and Matt’s also not too bad”
You all have a little laugh at that before you chip back in with, “I mean apart from the musical talent they possess, let’s just hope they take after us instead”
“Cheeky bitch” Matt chuckles a bit shaking his head at you.
You scoff and in jest add, “I’m pregnant, you can’t call me that”
“When are you due?” You then turn to Y/B/F and ask.
“Thirtieth of May” You best friend informs you.
You squeal a little, with a grin on your face, “As if”
“Why when are you due?” She asks.
“Thirtieth of June” You tell her with a big smile.
Your best friend grabs you hand and says, “Oh my god”
You giggle, “We are literally the same person”
“We actually are“
That being because hers and your birthdays were a month apart from each other. Meaning that it was almost poetic that your first babies were due one month apart.
Your best friend and Matt obviously stay for the evening and you have a lovely time with them. You show them around the decorated house, and they seem to love it just as much as you and Alex.
It was funny when you all came back into the lounge though that had the bi-folding windows in and Y/B/F said, “You’re going to be a pro window cleaner”
“I know it’s huge” You laughed.
But then she corrected herself so you understood, “No, I mean because when the baby arrives and they stay crawl they will be all over that. Messy handprints and everything”
“I’ll let that be Alex’s job then” You laugh.
“Thanks Hun” Alex shook his head at you.
You grin back, “You’re welcome baby”
After you’d all finished eating later on, you and your best friend were still sat with each other on the settee and you were practically cuddled together. You loved her so bloody much that the fact that you wouldn’t be living in the same country anymore just left you both needing a cuddle.
You both chatted about anything that came to mind and then your best friend seemed to have a brainwave.
“Oh my god right, so there’s this thing that I saw and it said something along the lines of ‘As days go by they mean nothing to your now, but one day it could be the day you get married or your child’s birthday’” She tells you.
You smile and say, “Yeah that’s so true”
“I know right, so I recon we look back though our Snapchat memories throughout the years and see what we were up to on our due date” She suggests.
“That’s such a cute idea” You smile.
Your best friend smiles, “I know right”
“Okay let’s go” You said pulling your phone out of your pocket.
You both spent about 10 minutes on it and you’d just got to the date 5 years previous and you had to stop yourself. Your whole body just stopped as if someone had hit a pause button.
You can’t help yourself when your hormones get the better of you and your eyes start gathering tears. You look towards Y/B/F and she spots the tears straight away.
Your best friend looks at your phone then and takes it off you to see the picture.
“Awhhh Y/N that’s so cute” She smiles at you and you just break down in happy tears.
She throws her arm around you and you release a little sob craving the comfort.
“Aw don’t cry” She says before she kisses the side of your head.
“I can’t help it” You weep into your hands, hiding your face.
These last few months your emotions had been everywhere.
“Y/B/F what have you done to my wife?” You just about hear Alex ask over your crying.
“I’ve done nothing” She tells him with a smile and a little giggle.
You hear him get up and he asks you, “Y/N/N what’s wrong?” whilst Y/B/F lets go of you and you think she’s swapping seats with him.
She places your phone in your lap once she moves and you feel Alex arms go around you when he sits down.
He gives you a second before he tries to pry the information from you. You just look up at him and tell him though, stray tears still running down your face.
You look into his brown eyes and tell him, “Our baby’s due on the same date I came on holiday”
Alex seems a little confused as he probably would be. You’d been on holiday a lot, and many times with him. So, you let him off and just confirm what you meant, “You know the holiday… Our holiday”
“You’re joking” Alex says with a look of disbelief.
“No” You cry a bit more before you throw your hands around his neck and hug him tightly.
“Hormones are a bitch. Why am I crying at everything?” You say through your tears and Alex laughs.
“It is pretty cute though darling” He says kissing your neck as he hugs you.
When you release him, you unlock your phone and show him the picture you found. It was of your plane ticket to LA and it said, ‘Here I come to ruin Al’s life’.
Alex laughs a little when he reads it before
“You didn’t ruin my life by the way. You made it infinitely better”
~*~*~*~ Christmas Day ~ 2020 ~*~*~*~
Christmas had been amazing. After such a shit year this was definitely a highlight of it.
And you had a feeling you were about to make things better.
It was about an hour before you were due to eat, and everything was prepped so you were just chilling out with your big family. Presents had been done a few hours earlier and you loved watching everyone interact.
Your Mum and Penny were chatting away over a glass of wine. David and your Dad were talking about the football match that was happening tomorrow and your brother was chipping in every now and again.
Your sister in law, Jess was primarily taking care of little Lucas who captured everyone’s attention in the room. He was now settling down for a nap though.
You were a little jealous of him.
But you knew that there was going to be a lot of excitement in the room in the next 15 minutes. So, when you saw Zoe sat in Alex’s lap, him still definitely being her favourite member of the family (traitor), you decided to put yours and Alex’s plan into action.
Alex catches your gaze and he raises his eyebrows at you, silently asking if now was the right time. You give a little nod before you say from across the room.
“Hey Zoe” You get her attention.
Her attention immediately finds you and she gives you a smile. A smile that gets bigger when you say, “I forgot about another present for you. Come with me a minute”
You both get up and head to the stairs. You give Alex a little smile before you both disappear off.
When you reach your room you get out the wrapped up clothing, but before you give it her you say, “Okay so I’ve got something to tell you but I need you to keep it a secret for me for the next five minutes”
“Okay” She smiles at you, trying to keep her eyes averted from the wrapping paper to be polite.
“Pinky promise me” You say with a smile.
She wraps her pinky around yours and you both take a seat on your bed.
“Okay, open that and it will tell you the surprise” You say handing her the most important part of this present.
You and Alex had got a top made for her. It was her favourite colour and on the front of it you’d had on it in bold writing 'No. 1 Cousin’
You watch as she quickly gets the wrapping paper off and hold back your smile when she unfolded the top to read it. It took her a second, but she gasped and then looked at you.
“Am I getting a cousin?” She asks, her jaw on the ground.
“You are” You giggle.
“Yay” She squeals before she leaps into your arms and gives you a massive hug around her neck.
“So, your pregnant?” Zoe confirms when she releases you.
“I am. and I was hoping you could help me tell everyone downstairs by wearing that?” You ask her.
Zoe excitedly nods, “Yes”
“I got you more clothes so you can hide it first so it will surprise everyone” You tell her, handing her the other stuff to unwrap.
You watch as she unwraps a leather jacket that you had sadly got the One For The Road logo printed on the back of it. You just couldn’t help yourself.
You also got her black wrapped jeans like the ones that you were wearing now. Along with some cute little ankle boots.
She would literally be a mini you.
As she looks at the One For The Road logo, you explain, “I had it made so you can be like me and have Uncle Alex’s song on the back”
You’d wore the One For The Road leather jacket many a time. And Zoe had said plenty of times that she loved it too.
“Is this the video with Jamie on the tractor?” Zoe asks curiously.
“Yes” You giggle.
You really had raised her well.
“I love it thank you” She tells you and say a quick ‘you’re welcome’.
Zoe asks you as she unwraps the other clothing “Are you wearing yours to go down in too?”
“If you want me too?” You smile at her.
She nods, “Yeah and then Uncle Alex can take a picture of us matching”
“That’s a good idea actually and then when he comes and stands next to me, if no one asks about your top then you can open the jacket up and show everyone yeah?” You plan out in your head and she nods excitedly at you.
“Okay, let’s get you dressed” You say excitedly.
After 5 minutes your back downstairs, you head into the lounge first as she waits just in the hallway so people can’t see her yet. Thankfully all the clothes fit her, and she truly looked like you.
It was amazing.
You’re wearing the comfy leather jacket as you enter the room and announce, “Okay, so she wants a photoshoot, so someone have a camera at the ready”
You watch as Alex says he’ll do it, giving you a little grin. He gets his phone out of his pocket and waits for her entrance.
“Alright Zo” You look to the hall and see her excited grin.
She asks you, “Does Uncle Alex have his camera ready for the photo?”
The room laughs a little at that and you just assure her giving her a nod, “He does”
She walks into the room in her new ripped black skinny jeans, her top expertly covered by the zip up leather jacket that she looked cool in.
“Spin for them” You instruct.
She does a twirl for everyone and you can tell she’s loving the attention.
“Oh amazing” You’re Mum says with a big smile.
“Lovely Zoe” Penny tells her and lots of other compliments are thrown her way too.
“Auntie Y/N/N, picture, come on” She holds out her hand to you and has a hint of a knowing smile on her face.
You smile at her and take her hand before you stand beside her with almost the same clothes on and as you see the flash of the picture on the wall as you were both showing off what the jacket said to the camera.
You hear your brother ask Alex, “Does she still steal your clothes mate?”
“All the time” Alex laughs.
“It’s a cool jacket” You defend yourself against your brother. “Shut up”
“Yeah dad shut up” Zoe tells him sarcastically with a little giggle.
“Yeah” You chuckle along with her and the room laughs too.
“Al can I see the photo?” You ask him and he nods with a smile.
Both of you stand behind Zoe and you look at the phone for a second. Alex wraps his arm around you, so he’s holding your hip and you send him a little smile.
He grins back at you but then you both look to your niece who is still loving the limelight. And then someone asks the question you’d really hoped to hear.
“Did you get a new top too Zo” Jess asks.
“I did. I love it” Zoe nods.
“Show us then?” Your Mum asks her, and you feel Alex’s hold you against him the tiniest bit tighter.
Your heart was beating rapidly in your chest. You look up at him and give him a quick smile and he squeezes your hip a bit, so he doesn’t give anything away too early.
You both look down to Zoe who was just unzipping her jacket and then she opened it up and put her hands on her hips to keep it open.
The room went silent after that and that was when it hit Jess, your sister in law, first. A loud gasp escaped her mouth and you couldn’t really hold your smile back any longer.
“Are you being serious?” She asks you looking at both you and Alex, still seeming to be the only one to understand what was happening and you both nod back at her.
It was then that you heard your Mum gasp and a second later Alex’s mum. You both fully grinned at them as your Mums got themselves up and ran over to you tears already in her eyes.
“Is my baby finally having her own baby” Your Mum shouts as she traps you in a hug.
“She is” You giggle down your Mums ear.
She squeals for you and she won’t let you escape from the hug at all. Not that you really wanted too.
“I’m so so so happy for you darling” She tells you still squeezing you tightly.
“Thank you Mum. I love you” You say hugging her back just as tight.
She then releases you and gives you a big kiss. You wipe away the few stray tears running down her face.
Alex’s Mum, Penny, is already fully sobbing as both Mums swap which child they pour their new found emotions on to.
“Y/N darling, I love you so much” She almost sobs as she hugs you.
“I love you too” You assure her, giving her a squeeze.
Penny lets you go but then holds your arms, probably more to keep her mind completely sane and ensure her that the moment was real.
She tells you, “I’m so happy for you”
“Thank you” You grin at her. This was such a lovely feeling; You were so happy you could finally tell people.
“I can’t believe you kids are having a baby” She says looking between you and Alex, who is currently still being hugged by your Mum. “It feels like I was only at your parents evening a year or two ago”
You giggled at that, “At least we waited a while, so you didn’t have that to chat about in school”
Penny then laughed at that. That would have been
“Yes, thank you for not doing that to me whilst you were in school. I would have killed him” Penny tells you with a little giggle.
“Don’t worry I think my mum would have battered me too” You tell her honestly, with a little chuckle.
You also add, “You’re finally going to be a Grandma or a Nana”
“I can’t believe you both made me wait five years for my first grandchild” Penny shakes her head.
“I’m sorry, I had to made sure he loved me properly first” You joke.
“Hunny, he’s loved you since he was Fifteen” Penny assures you and you laugh.
“I know, he’s obsessed with me” You say giving Alex a little grin.
He just looked at you and gave you a little death stare.
But did he deny it…
No.
“My little girl who’s now pregnant with her own baby... don’t you make out like you weren’t drawing hearts with your and his name in it when you were Fourteen” Your Dad says as he stands by Penny’s side.
Penny giggles at your Dad dropping that truth bomb, along with Alex’s laughter as he hugs David.
“Dad” You whine, before you give him a hug.
His hug is tight and comforting, everything that you could want from a hug from your Dad.
He says softly, “Sweetie I love you, and I’m so happy and excited for you”
“Thank you Dad” You say hugging him tight before the hug is over all too soon.
Your Dad smiles at you when he lets you go before asking, “How far along are you?”
“Just over twelve weeks” You tell him with a smile.
“You’ve had your scan then?” Your Dad asks with hopeful eyes.
You can’t get the smile off your face as you say, “Yes… Do you want to see the picture?”
“I’d love too” You get it out from the jacket pocket and show him the first picture of his new grandchild.
Your Dad looks at it for a moment and you can see the smile on his face. He was completely beaming.
When he looked back up at you, you saw his eyes glistening with happy tears and your heart swelled at the sight.
He just about choked out, “Darling I’m so happy for the both of you”
“Thank you Dad. I love you” You say as you give him another big hug.
“I love you a million sweetie” He whispers down your ear as he hugs you back tightly.
Before you even released your Dad from your hug, the picture was snatched out of his hands by the soon to be grandmas to take a look at. The started crying again once they saw it.
Their reactions were just making you giggle.
When your Dad released you, David was then next in line for you to hug. And you couldn’t wait, David was always so lovely to you, you loved a good family hug.
“I’m beyond happy for the both of you” David says looking between you and Alex.
“Thank you… I’m excited for you though. You’re going to be a grandad” You say with a big smile before pulling him into a hug.
“Don’t. You’ll have me crying on you” David says with a little chuckle.
“Don’t worry, your son’s been crying on me the last few months… I can handle tears” You tell him.
Alex had been so adorable with you. When you both found out he started crying tears of joy.
Both of you were just so over the moon. It was amazing.
You were glad you weren’t the only emotional one in the house.
“I love you both so much. And I can’t wait to meet the little one” David says smiling between the two of you before looking down to your stomach that just had the tiniest little bump.
But you couldn’t see it, as you were wearing a loose top.
“Neither can we” Alex grins before kissing the side of your head.
Your brother then runs up to you, pulls you away from Alex before lifting you into the air by giving you the biggest hug in the world. And when he spends you around, you start giggling like a little girl.
“I’m so happy for you” He yells
You can’t help but giggle a, “Thank you”
Once your back on the ground, your brother gives you another proper hug before letting you go, saying, “I’m going to shout at your husband though”
“Oi Alex. How dare you get my little sister pregnant” Your brother fakes anger as his wife releases Alex form a hug.
“I’m sorry, she just kept asking me to put a baby in her” Alex sighs and then points at you, all with a cheeky smile on his face.
You smile back at him, but you say, “I think you’ll find it was him who brought it up so you can batter him if you want… Just leave his pretty face alone. I have to live with it”
“Hey” Alex scoffs offended, before your brother wraps him up in a big hug.
You giggle to yourself before you hug Jess, “Thank you so much for actually understanding what was going on then”
She laughs, “It’s okay. I just couldn’t believe your family was being so slow”
“Zoe literally got it after a second. I was thinking ‘surely this can’t be that hard to understand’” You tell her smiling to yourself.
“No, it really wasn’t, I got it straight away and then I saw your smile and couldn’t hold in a gasp” Jess giggles.
You chuckle, “Well thank you… They seemed to get it after you did”
“It’s alright” She says before she lets go of you.
“I do have a number two cousin top upstairs for Lucas too” You smile, and she says thanks again.
You little nephew now back to sleep in his car seat just across the room. He was just too adorable.
You both look towards the No 1 cousin though and see that she’s already giving Alex a hug. He then held Zoe at your level by sitting her on his hip like she was still 4 years old.
And that was when you tuned into their conversation.
“Thank you for helping us tell everyone” Alex gave her a toothy grin.
“It’s alright” Zoe assured him, “I think everyone is buzzing”
“I think they are” Alex laughed.
He added an, “Are you buzzing?”
She nodded at him and you had to cut into their conversation at that point.
“I should hope you are” You remind the little one, “You’ve been wanting a cousin since you were six”
“I’m proper buzzin’” She said in a very northern accent that made you both laugh.
~*~*~*~
The rest of the day was spent in such high spirits.
Your Christmas dinner was amazing, and you think you and Alex smashed it for your first time doing it. You were such a good team and you could only get stronger at this point.
Well if he wasn’t petty and still tried to get out of doing the cooking claiming that because Christmas was on a Friday this year, that he didn’t have to cook because it was your day.
But all jokes aside you had never been happier with him and you loved him so much.
He’d made your life so much better in every single way he possibly could. He’d given you his love and he was giving you a family.
Something that you’d always wanted.
So, when you both got to your bedroom once everyone had gone back home, you were both tired and emotional.
You lay yourself down on your bed, still fully clothed, and just thought over the past few days.
You’d had your scan, heard your baby’s heartbeat. Matt and Y/B/F told you they were pregnant too, you found out that your baby is due the day you went on holiday to LA and your life hadn’t been the same since. And you’d told your family you were expecting.
Life couldn’t be any better.
So, when Alex sat down on his side of the bed, you just couldn’t help but express yourself to the man that owned your entire heart.
“Thank you” You whisper to your husband.
Alex looks to you then curiously, a smile pulling his lips up when he asks, “What for?”
You start tearing up a big just feeling a bit emotional about everything.
“Just… Thank you for making me happy” You say, wiping away a stray tear away as you looked into those eyes you could forever get lost in.
Alex softly smiled at you when you said that, and crawls across the bed to give you a kiss which you really appreciated. You still weren’t tired of those soft lips meeting your own.
And you were fairly certain at this point that you never would be.
“I love you so much” You say with a big smile.
He was truly your world.
Alex smiles back, pecking your lips once more before saying, “I love you too baby”
“Your baby is there” You tell him, putting a hand over your stomach.
“How could I forget?” Alex grins at you but then his gaze moves down your body.
He lies himself down across the bed, so his head is at your stomach and he looks to you as he lifts the bottom of your top. A silent question comes from him, asking if he can lift your top up.
You grin at him and nod.
That was the first and probably only time he’d ever asked if he could take your top off.
He brushed the bottom of your top up to just under your boobs and then he started trailing is fingertips across your stomach.
You laid back and watched as you husband started thinking out loud and it was the cutest thing.
“Okay then…” Alex trails off, looking at your smooth skin.
“So, you listen here you, hiding away in there” Alex softly says as his fingers trace over your tiny bump.
It was barely noticeable to anyone else, but Alex knew your body like the back of his hand. He could tell the little bump was there.
“You’ve gotta be good for your Mummy for the next six months because we don’t want her poorly like she was a few weeks back”
Alex continues his adorable one-sided conversation, and says to your tummy, “You can crave whatever food you want, and I’ll go and get it for you… But your Mummy doesn’t like throwing up, so just take it easy on her, yeah?”
You couldn’t help but smile at that. You started playing with the hair on the back of his head, which was growing back to how it used it be.
You’d never get used to him being cute. But this was a whole different level.
He carries on after he kisses your stomach, and says against your skin, “We can’t wait to meet you sweetheart”
You couldn’t contain your grin then, “You think we’re having a girl?”
Alex presses his lips down onto your stomach before he nods before giving you more kisses.
“What makes you think that?” You ask him.
You didn’t really want to interrupt his train of thought but you just needed to ask this once.
Alex smiles at you and says, “I don’t know. I just have a feeling”
You smile at him then and keep running your fingers though his hair as he continues talking your tiny bump.
“I can’t wait for you to arrive and we have the best time all three of us together” Alex smiles looking at your skin, resting his hand on top of it for a moment.
“Your Mummy makes me so happy anyway, but I can’t wait until I can walk into a room and see the two of you together” He says, and the thought makes your heart melt.
Especially when he continues on to say, “I can just imagine when your older that I’ll come home one day and see the both of you sat at the piano, because your Mum will definitely insist on teaching it to you when your big enough”
Alex carries on thinking scenarios up in his head, “I can’t wait to help get your ready for school and I can put plaits in your hair and for your Mum to teach me how to do that because I’m useless”
He then starts tracing random lines on your stomach again and he giggles when he adds, “She’ll have to let me practice on her hair like she practiced on mine the other year”
You had to try not to chuckle at that because you didn’t want to bring him out of his thoughts by your stomach moving up and down from you laughing. But yes, when he had his long hair you plaited it many a time.
“I can’t wait to meet you because I’m not going to leave you alone” Alex says to your stomach once more. “You’re already the best thing that’s ever happened to me…”
He then brings his other hand up to cover his mouth so you couldn’t see his lips moving. But you still heard him whisper, “But don’t tell your Mum because she thinks it’s still me and her getting together after loving each other from a distance for ten years”
You both share a little laugh then.
But Alex isn’t quite finished.
Your husband continues with, “I love you so so much, and I can’t wait for you to start this family off properly… We will get you loads of brothers and sisters though don’t worry. You won’t be lonely”
Your eyes widen at that and you feel the need to just quickly interrupt with, “That is only if Mummy can handle you. But the deal is, your Daddy has to make an album in between each sibling you have”
Alex chuckles again at that before kissing your stomach.
“Wow that’s a lot more music for me to write” He says with wide eyes.
“Like you’ll ever stop making it” You say raising your eyebrows at him.
“Alright alright” He shakes his head, knowing he’s been caught out. “Can I get back to my chat now?”
“All yours” You say gesturing to your stomach so he can continue.
“Right before I was so rudely interrupted” Alex playfully rolls his eyes.
You giggle a little but listen to him as he carries on, “Okay so, I know your Mum’s going to love you to the moon and back like I will, but I’m going to steal you away from her so we can go and do fun things”
“I can’t wait to teach you how to ride a bike and I can’t wait to teach you how to play guitar because that’s better than piano but don’t tell your mummy that either”
You just smile at that.
“I can’t wait to hear you speak; I’m going to put in an early request for your first word to be ‘Dad’ please… That’ll make your Mum really jealous”
The giggle that falls from your lips is music to Alex’s ears. He loves your laugh so much.
“Thank you for making us both so happy already. And for all the happy times we’re going to have” Alex finishes of with before he looks towards you.
“And thank you for being amazing… And for carrying our baby… And for marrying me… And for being my best friend” He tells you.
Alex picks up your hand and kisses the back of it, then says, “I genuinely don’t know what I’d do without you”
“You don’t have to find out, don’t worry” You assure him.
You were here for good.
He couldn’t get rid of you now, even if he wanted to.
“Just thank you… For everything” He says once again, and you can hear how genuine he’s being.
“I love you Alex” You tell him before leaning forward to press your lips against his.
And Alex manages to say against your lips, “I love you too”
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
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Guardian Angel
PAIRING | Angel Chan & Female Reader
GENRE | Cute / Angst / Suggestive
TYPE | Long Fiction
WC | 5000+ Words
SUMMARY | “After suffering more than you could handle, God sends you a heaven made gift. He sent you a Guardian Angel. His name is Christopher Bang Chan and he is the most handsome creature you have ever laid your eyes on. Will you be able to live with him everyday without any kind of second thoughts? Will Chris be able to take care of you without falling for you? Something tells me that it won’t be. But if, the both of you fall in temptation, there is a punishment that will hurt more than death.”
[Part 1] [Part 2]
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(100 Days Left)
Not everyone deserves to have someone look after them. Someone ideal who can prepare dinner after a long day of work, or someone who understands how you feel and will support you no matter what. Surely you weren't one of those people.
God always had his eye on you, especially considering you constantly prayed to him in tears, imploring him to support you in some way. You were extremely exhausted from all the crimes that occurred in your life. The cross was excessively heavy for you; your wasted body couldn't take it anymore.
It all happened on a rainy night. You were working on a recent design for a client. Your body felt all worn out from serving all night and day at the restaurant. Your eyes were burning though you couldn’t bring yourself to stop, not when the design was turning out so well.
As you looked out the sliding window, you noticed that it was raining. The chilly raindrops caused an aesthetic feeling that helped you feel inspired. The only light inside your apartment was from the laptop you were currently using. Outside however, the only source of light you saw was the stroke of lightning from the dark sky that alarmed you.
Ever since you were a young girl you had a fear of lightning. However, now that you were an adult, you couldn’t let it distract you no more, you had to continue working. You did your best to ignore the strokes of lightning outside as you continued to distract yourself for a little longer.
As your eyes carefully analysed the finished product, your mind wandered somewhere else. You remembered how you used to live in your hometown with your parents in a humble environment while working on a company of Web Design, something you studied for. The boss loved your hardworking and creative self. Therefore, when he got the chance, he gave you the main seat at the table of the company, in Seoul.
In about a month or so you moved to the massive city of Seoul. It was unusual for you, so many people and so much noise. It was recent, but after some time you became used to the weirdness. You lived in a magnificent apartment, five minutes away from work, which was thankfully paid for by the company.
Everything was going completely fine until the boss invested in the wrong company. When that company went down, the company you were working for also went down, causing your boss to be bankrupted.
That's when your world came crashing down. You lost the apartment you were staying in because it was way too overpriced for you to afford alone, and you didn't even have a place to work. To make things worse, your parents were going through a tough time back in your hometown, and you had sent them the money you had saved, leaving you with just a couple hundred dollars.
You were alone and lost in an enormous city. You had no place to sleep or work. You felt miserable and lost as you cried yourself to sleep for several days, sleeping on some cardboards that the people were throwing away.
You were tired of sleeping on the ground, on the fourth day, you summoned up some unknown energy and went to a public bathroom, where you showered and prepared yourself to find a new job.
You spent all day running around, walking from coffee shop to coffee shop. From one restaurant to another. By seven your body was exhausted. Especially because you didn't eat all day, so you sat down on the road.
Finally the answer to your prayers were heard. An elderly lady saw you miserably sitting down on the dirty ground and helped you walk inside her small restaurant. It smelled of rice cakes and kimchi and you liked it.
The eldery woman’s name was Kim Sohyun and she was eighty years old. But don’t be fooled by her age, she was fast and didn't stop moving. She always found something to do at the restaurant, even when it was as empty as a parking lot at night. Out of genuine kindness, she gave you some food and a place to stay. The apartment you stayed in was from her daughter that left Korea to go abroad and never talked to her mom again.
After that day, you took care of that adorable lady, learned how to cook and even started cleaning for her.
You smiled at the thought of the lady Kim Sohyun. As your mind came back to the present when you read the name of the person that asked you for the design, you got shy. He is a starting rapper by the name of Changbin. He had pretty brown eyes and a cute laugh that made your heart flutter.
When he told you he trusted you with his first album cover design you hugged him tightly, which caught him off guard, but he didn't mind. Not when it came to you. Changbin was around for a while before asking you to work for him. He knew your story, and you knew his.
A sudden loud bang echoed inside your silent apartment shocking you.Then suddenly everything was dark. It took you a while to recognize what happened, but as soon as you noticed that the power went off panic took over your small body.
Your computer is quite old and only works plugged to the electricity. Since the power went off, it means your computer is dead. Tears started to form at the corners of your exhausted eyes... All the work you already had done… Was gone.
The design you had been working on for days was totally gone.
You fell on your knees on the wood floor violently. Your frame curled up in a ball as you sobbed quietly, trying your best not to be too noisy and scare Lady Sohyun that is sleeping.
Now the only sounds audible from the inside were your sobs, and from the outside, the rain that started to calm down.
God, decided to reward you from being loyal and strong and sent someone to save you.
You didn't see it, but it was something so magical and special. There was an angel standing in front of you. His body was muscular and well proportioned, radiating light.
You noticed something was wrong from all the sudden brightness that escaped from between your fingers as you covered your eyes. And just like the curiosity killed the cat, you screamed so loud that you are afraid it woke half of the city.
In front of you, there was an absurd creature. His body was perfectly built, muscles visible on his pale body. His face was so magical that you were afraid that you had died and went to paradise. Golden hair, gloomy eyes, plump crimson lips, and a prominent nose. His frame was only covered by a thin cover that went from his shoulder to his waist, secured by a charming gold belt. His feet bare.
“What-what are you doing here?” You question getting off the wooden floor and taking a few steps back, startled.
“I'm your guardian angel, YN.” The creature explains, his voice low and noble. “Don’t be afraid…I'm here to take care of you.”
You stare at him with burning cheeks and uncertain eyes. Curiosity consuming you alive. You walk towards him slowly. He was so pure and bright, almost unreal. Something heaven-made.
“Can I touch you?” You ask innocently, just to make sure he is real.
“Go ahead, YN-ah.” The angels respond with a genuine smile.
Your fingertips were trembling as you caressed his cheek. The angel flinched because of your cold fingertips, scaring you for a few moments. His skin was silky and he felt genuine. His hair was also soft, but a bit dry and he smelled like nature. The scent was so different that you couldn't explain it. It prompted you with comfort.
“Oh my…” You confessed impressively. “I don’t have money to buy you food, and I don't have a place for you to sleep in… I'm sorry. I think you should go back to… hm… Heaven?” You say, confused. The beautiful angel laughs.
“YN, I don’t need to eat or sleep. I'm here to be your company, help you when you need it, take care of you.” Your mouth opens in a ‘O’ shape and you nod your head. Deep inside, you were still confused and uncertain.
“Hmmm, I think I'm going to sleep now. Could you, hm, not look at me? While I try to fall asleep?” Your cheeks were reddening again. The angel looks at you with love and accepts.
You lay down on your bed and cover your body, hiding completely. Your brain quickly tried to be reasonable and tells you that this was just a dream. Maybe you hit your head and passed out. Too scared to know the truth, you didn’t get out of the covers. As time slowly passed, you silently fell asleep.
It's cute how the next morning you wake up with your blankets almost falling off the bed and an amazing smell of eggs, toasts, and pancakes.
That's odd. Miss. Kim Sohyun never prepared your breakfast before.The weirdest thing was she didn't have these kind of ingredients. As you walked to the small kitchen, yawning and gently rubbing your sleepy eyes, there was a bare back facing you. You screamed, startled.
“Oh, good morning Y/N, did you sleep well?” The man asked, placing a glass of orange juice on the table.
“I thought it was all a dream…” You said to yourself, facing the floor, twisting your hair in annoyance.
“It’s not. I’m here to take care of you…” You stared at him, seriously. That was the first time he made your heart flutter.
After ten awkward minutes of him washing the dishes that were on the sink from yesterday, curiosity took the best of you:
“What's your name, Angel?” You asked, admiring his sturdy back. He laughed silently, then he jerked his head towards you.
“Oh right, how impolite. I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Christopher Bang Chan. I’m a mixture of Korean and Australian. I was moving to Korea when the plane I was in had a problem and crashed. I died there, I was twenty years old. This is why I still look like this and not older.” The last part, he narrated to you while facing the plates he was washing, avoiding your gaze.
“I'm so sorry…” You said in a low voice.
"It 's ok love. Everything happens for a reason…” Christopher says with a tender smile. “Now” He started talking again, finishing up with the plates. “You go to take a shower, and then get ready to work, I’ll clean the kitchen.” You looked at him surprised but did as he said.
“Wait, what will you do all day?” You asked, interested.
“I'll clean your house, try to fix your computer and then pray. Don’t worry about me, ok?” You nodded again, trying to be obedient.
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( 90 Days Left)
As time went by you bought him some ‘human’ clothes, so he looked ordinary and you could walk around with him by your side. Chris, as you like to call him, looked handsome on the outfits you carefully pick him.
The truth was that his presence was now normal to you. Every time you opened your door, you greet the charming Angel, that's usually in the modern kitchen, cooking you dinner. Usually, after dinner, you washed the dishes while you obligated him to sit down and rest for a bit.
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( 80 Days Left)
After a tedious day of work, you ate a delicious dinner and went straight to the bathroom to take a warm shower. When you were done, you sat comfortably on your downy bed while Chris brushed your hair. Usually while he did it, you informed him about your day, and today was no different. As his bony fingers grazed over your scalp trying not to willingly hurt when he was brushing harder, you eagerly told him about Changbin.
“He may seem to be a bit mean at first. He always wears black clothes… his makeup is always perfectly made. I'm jealous sometimes. His voice is nice because he can make it deep and serious or high pitched and girly to piss me off.” You giggled while remembering Binnie’s jokes from that today.
“That man seems important to you…��� Chris stated with a gentle smile, even though something sparkled inside him. Could he be jealous of that man for being so close to you?
“Hmmmm, not as important as you.” You say positively and then turn your body so you could confront the timid boy sitting in the middle of your bed.
Chris looked at the white blanket that was resting on his legs as he played with his fingers. Did you just say that? Is he that important to you? The Angel was biting his bottom lip nervously. His heart was racing like crazy and you could almost hear it calling your name.
You moved closer to him, enough so when you extended your arm, your soft hand would cup his cheek. Chan immediately stared at you, trying to understand what were you going to do next.
A voice in your head woke you up and made you pull your hand away, suddenly feeling shy. Maybe Chris can’t feel love for someone, maybe not the same way humans do. And you were afraid of scaring him. An uncomfortable silence involves the both of you and you sign, closing your eyes and trying to calm down the urge to cry.
The truth is he makes you feel some type of way. His eyes seem to light up and turn brighter every time he sees you. Chris would carefully listen to all your complaining or sad words. His lips would turn to an adorable pout when you were bossing him around. His hugs were warm and safe, and you felt protected on them. His laugh was so innocent and contagious and also mentioning he has such a pure heart, filled with love only. The angel made you feel special and loved… You were getting attached to it.
You didn't want to admit it to him or yourself. Maybe you were starting to feel something for him. It was wrong. You and he could never be together, because he was your guardian angel, not your lover.
“I think… I'll go to sleep.” You said after being lost on your melancolic thoughts for too long.
“Oh, hm, ok… But you seem sad. What's wrong?” Chan politely questioned while getting off the comfy bed so you could lay down. Your hands felt unsteady, your stomach was aching in an unusual way.
“Nothing you can fix.” You coldly explained, intentionally trying to push him away. You needed some time alone.
“Oh… Ok. I'll be praying in the kitchen if you require me.” Chris winks at you. “Good Night, Love.” You bite your lip to stop the tears from slipping out. That damn nickname.
You tried to sleep. You did, but your heart was beating too fast and you couldn't stop thinking about his lips. Chris's lips were so plump and inviting, they seemed so soft and plush, so kissable…
Chan peaked at you, and noticed how restless you were, he approached you:
“Y/N, let me try to help you. Please, you don’t need to talk about it. I'll just be there for you.” The Angel insists, sitting by your side on your bed.
“Ok ok… I only accept because it's hard for me to sleep, and I have work tomorrow.” You finally gave in. Chan felt grateful, this was something he wanted for a while and was too shy to ask you.
You lay down on the bed again, closing your eyes and snuggling inside the warm covers. Chris was shy, but it was worth it. Chan lays down on the bed, under the covers and gets closer to you. Uncertain. His arm rested on your waist as he pushed you a little further against his chest.
Chan wanted to cuddle you. You smiled as an adorable blush painted your cheeks. He was warmer than the heavy covers, his embrace so safe and comfortable that you never wanted him to leave.
The Angel was feeling the same, shy but happy. Your body felt so tiny between his protective arms. He desperately wished to hold you forever because, somehow, you felt like home. Chan was scared, afraid of how he was starting to feel for the charming girl he had to look after. He loves to admire the way your smile gets wider when he makes a joke; how you get mad at him when he does everything at home alone and how pretty you look without even trying.
What if he fell for you?
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( 70 Days Left)
“Chris come here…” You whined in the bathroom, your bandana was stuck in your hair and if you tried to pull it, it would most likely rip all your hair off.
The tall man came inside the bathroom in a rush, worried that something may have happened to you.
“What’s wrong, Love?” His melodious voice asked, admiring your grumpy face that reflected on the small, old mirror.
“My hair is tangled, and it hurts if I pull it. Please, help me.” You begged with puppy eyes, noticing how he changed from worried to relaxed in seconds.
The Angel walked behind you, and his slender fingers started to work on your messy hair. You could feel the warmth his body was radiating from behind you. His smell changed, because he was now using your body wash and shampoo. The smell of vanilla was amazing, you liked it in your skin, but when it came to him… It was special.
Chris was shaking, his fingers were uncertain and trembling. His breathing was uneasy and his legs felt like jelly. He could notice easily how you were biting your bottom lip, a cute pink blush on your cheeks and every time his fingers brushed against your sensitive neck, a long breath would leave your sensual lips.
The atmosphere inside the bathroom was starting to heat up, both of you not being able to control their body language and it was obvious. So obvious that both of you were crazy in love with each other.
“Done…” He said, his voice loud but shaky. Chris immediately called himself stupid for showing you that he is feeling flustered, but you just give him a soft smile and turned around, taking your bandana out of his hands and getting out of the bathroom in a rush, trying to calm yourself down.
You walked close to your window and opened it, feeling the cold breeze hitting your face and calming your heated body. Your heart was beating fastly and you were too timid to look Chris in the eyes.
The way he made you feel is not possible, you can’t feel like that. Though his eyes were so pretty, his lips were so inviting and his heart was pure gold… How could you stop yourself from feeling that way? A sudden call for your name made you come back to reality.
You walked to the front door and opened it. The kind woman that gave you a shelter was there, with a light mad expression:
“My oven is a mess, Hun, i didn't want to bother you on a Sunday but i need help with it.” She explained shaking her head in disappointment. “Could you please get downstairs and clean it?” She asked, her voice hopeful.
“Yes, i can do it. Give me just five minutes and i'll be there.” You smiled politely, she took your hands in hers and smiled, secretly, she was very grateful for you.
You got back inside the small place and called for Chris. He showed up with red eyes, like he was crying but he simply smiled at you, while making you sign with his hand for you to go help Miss Sohyun.
You did so, your heart beating fast once again, but this time because you know, something was up with the angel and you know he will never tell you what's wrong.
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( 60 Days Left)
Some days passed by and you and Chris slept in the same bed together every day. Even him, that affirmed he didn't need to sleep, would get lost in your warmth and fall asleep. Cute little snores invading the bedroom and you couldn't stop giggling, from how precious he looked.
As your eyes scanned your window you noticed that outside was dark, despite being 9 am, it was raining. The heavy raindrops were hitting your window in the most deliciously, making you feel lazy. You looked back at Chris one last time and got off the bed, ready to prepare him a surprise for the first time.
At the kitchen you heated some milk and prepared some toasts that you filled with Nutella. You also picked up some grapes, just how you know he liked it. After a couple of minutes, everything was prepared on the table. There was: a candle with no smell lighted; some white napkins; the amazing toasts with Nutella; the grapes were washed and fresh; and the chocolate was already on the milk, turning out to warm chocolate what you know he will love.
You walked back to your bedroom to find him sleeping on his back, his face turned to the left as his hands rested inside his t-shirt, making it rise and show his toned chest. Immediately you blushed but weren't able to take your eyes out of him. You blamed the covers because they were all messy at the bottom of the bed.
“Chris~” You whispered, sitting next to his body on the bed. The angel just shifted a little in his sleep and reached out for you, pulling you by your waist to lay next to him.
You were biting your lip to stop the gasp that almost escaped your lips from the sudden action. The next thing he did was cling to you, one of his legs rested on top of yours and his head moved to rest on your collar bones, giving you access to his scalp easily.
Christopher was adorable, and you couldn't deny it, especially because he was making you feel things, things you couldn't explain. Your fingers started to massage his scalp and that woke him up.
“Keep doing that…” His lips escaped, but it sounded more like a moan. You continued it for a while, feeling him get relaxed under your touch. Softly you felt his fingers make subtle touches on your stomach, making goosebumps take over your body.
“Smells so nice… Did you prepare something?” He asked getting off of you. You pouted, feeling cold without his body there to warm you.
“Oh, yes. I made breakfast! I was almost forgetting about it!” You are the first to get out of the bed, and then grab gently his hand and pull him to the kitchen.
“Woah.” He gasped. “You didn't have to. You know i don't need to eat…” Chris reminded you, laughing awkwardly.
“Oh…” You said embarrassed. “I forgot it…” You looked at the floor, your anxiety eating you alive.
Chris walked silently towards you and, with his slender fingers, pushed your chin up. Causing you face him. Your eyes found his almost immediately and you found yourself blushing because of that simple action. In his mind, he would take you right there, kiss your lips and get rid of this stupid feeling consuming him every time he was close to you.
“What you did was sweet and i appreciate it, Love.” He whispered. “I will eat some because you made them with so much care, ok?” You nodded, too embarrassed to say anything.
Chris always does this, makes you hope he would finally make a move and then, he leaves you hanging.
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( 50 Days Left)
It all started as a good day, the sun was shining brightly outside, besides the cold wind that made your hair a mess. Chris passed out next to you when you woke up, one of his legs still tangled with yours and his nose was close to your ear, making you hear his not-so-cute snores.
You decided to get up without bothering him, you ate something that was in your fridge and wrote him a small letter telling him not to prepare lunch because you weren't going to eat at home.
At work, Changbin was talking to you, and distracting you so much that you didn't notice the new couple that got inside the restaurant. Due to that they got mad for taking so long to take their order.
Of course, the old lady you work for was mad at you, and as a punishment prohibited Bin from coming to the restaurant for one week. You apologized with teary eyes, the guilt swallowing you alive. You stayed the rest of the day hidden inside the kitchen, as the old lady worked as a waitress today.
A cup accidentally slipped from your hand and broke into million pieces as it hit the floor.
She was mad at you again, telling you that she doesn't know what's up with you today, and she couldn't understand why you were so slow today. When she decided it was time to close the restaurant, you noticed it was raining outside.
Since you live just across the street you didn't mind it, but a car passed in front of you when you were sprinting home, making the water on the road hit you and go everywhere making you soaked.
The tears in your eyes were held back by your angriness, but as soon as you saw Chris' angelic face you broke down in tears on the spot. You fell on your knees while hiding your face between your hands.
“What's wrong, my love?” The Angel asked concerned, but you were too busy sobbing to answer him. “You’re soaked, what happened?”
This time you took a glance at him, red and puffy eyes.
“It was a car. As I was waiting to cross the street he passed on the splash on the street and soaked me from head to toe.”
Chris giggled little from your choice of yours but tried to hide his smile so you wouldn't feel bad.
“Come on, let's take a hot bath to make you feel better, alright?” You nodded, tiredly getting off of your knees and walking to your cold bathroom.
Chris started to take care of the water, letting it fill the bathtub as you stripped of your wet clothes.
“When you are done washing your body tell me because I'll be there to wash your hair and give you a light massage on the scalp and shoulders… ok-” He interrupted himself because on his way out of the bathroom he caught you only in your underwear. A blush decorated your face as his curious eyes stared at you shamelessly.
“Could you… hmm… stop… staring?” You awkwardly asked, trying to cover yourself.
“I'm sorry, you are beautiful. I couldn't contain myself.” He apologized, then shifted his gaze to his hands, too nervous to face you.
When he finally closed the door behind him you relieved a long sign. You got rid of your underwear quickly, and dived inside the warm water. As the sound of the rain outside reflected inside your small bathroom, you cried.
Your body was overwhelmed with so many emotions that you could not explain. Chris noticed your almost inaudible sobs and waited patiently until you calmed done to knock on the wooden door:
“May i come in? To wash your hair for you?” He asked in a low voice.
“Yes, you may.” You answered some minutes after, trying to calm your heartbeat down.
He was going to be washing your hair, as you stayed naked underwater. Chris gets inside without making any noise and knees down on the floor, in front of the bathtub as you let your back hit the board and force your head back, so he could have access to it.
The angel’s hands were magical and we're making you feel much better. The way he patiently washed your hair almost made you fall asleep on the spot. After your hair was clean, you strained your back and waited for him to pour water on you, so the shampoo would get off.
Chris was feeling something inside him he didn't know he could. He wanted to touch you, feel every inch of you under his fingertips. He wanted to kiss you passionately as his hands roamed over your beautiful body.
He was only facing your back, but he felt his body heat up and something getting weirdly hard on his pants. He had to ignore it? But the moan you left as soon as his fingers came in contact with your scalp once again made him call your name:
“Y/N, please. I can't take it anymore…” You turned off the water and turned around, not caring about him being able to see your chest, that had some shampoo on them.
“Chris, i can't do this either…” You whispered, staring at him in the eyes.
Even though his body was screaming for him to look at your nude chest, he kept eye contact with you as he got closer to you. It was now or never, the perfect moment to kiss you.
Christopher’s lips were softer than you thought, and you wanted to bite them. His heart-shaped lips molded perfectly with yours and complimented them.
They were pressed up against yours on a long peck that made you frustrated. So, tired of it, you grabbed his face between your small hands and forced him stronger against your mouth. Chan seemed to get the message, and his tongue came in contact with your bottom lip, trying to deepen the kiss.
When you finally felt his tongue against yours you moaned shamelessly, to lost in the feeling to care. He felt perfect for you, he felt like he was made for you… Why did you hold back, when you could have been kissing these lovely lips every day, all day?!
Your lips parted because of the absence of oxygen, and the smile that was displayed on his lips made your heart flutter. Something inside you yelled that he may feel the same for you, from more crazy that it seems.
“I'll wait for you in the kitchen, ok Love?” The Angel suddenly asked, getting up. He was trying his hardest to avoid your chest, but it was stronger than him. Chan got a glimpse of them as he closed the door, but it was enough to make the situation even harder for him.
What both of you didn't know is that what is given, can be taken back as well. Since the both of you committed a sin, The Gifter couldn't be more sure that he had to make the angel stay away from you as soon as possible.
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A/N: Hello beautiful Stars! I know it's been a while, but I am back. Since I'm starting all over again, I decided to make a special first post. This fic was resting in my drafts all year, unfinished.
I finally finished it and I'm very happy for finally posting it. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I loved to write it.
Before I go, I need to give a special thanks to @xiaojunssmile for helping me revising my work. I appreciate you a lot, you are the best. I love you ❤
Rebloggs, likes and comments are always appreciate it. Thank you.
Happy 2021. I hope your new year comes with Heath and lots of love ❤✨
#stray kids#kpop#bang chan#chan#stray kids chan#chris bang#stray kids bang chan#bang chan smut#leader chan#skz chan
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Photocard: Chaeyoung x Reader
Request: Twice and Y/N group doing an interview together and Y/N members keep embarrassing her cus they know she completely biases Chae, and the others are confused on what’s going on until one of her members let it slip.
Totally made up the group name for Y/N, if there is a group with this name I didn’t know.
This is the first time your group, Kiss of Life is ever doing a variety show with another group. Your group belongs to BigHit and you all debuted shortly after groups like Blackpink and Twice. You all gained popularity for your new and interesting concepts. Not to mention the six of you were all stunning and talented.
Your group consisted of six members:
Eve: Leader and Main dancer
Sora: Main vocal
Jisu: Sub vocal and Main dancer
Y/N: Main rapper and main dancer
Lani: Lead vocal
Genesis: Visual/(Face is the group), Center, main dancer, maknae
When your managers told you that Twice was the other group your members were already starting to tease you. Everyone in your group knows you have a huge crush on Son Chaeyoung of Twice.
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You all stood in the studio of Idol Room waiting in a line to be called onto camera. Twice stood in front of you all, Jihyo in the front and Sana in the back. You watched as Sana and Sora talked to each other casually. But the second cameras started rolling you saw Eve pull the two Japanese girls apart to get in their respective spaces.
“Welcome to IDOL ROOM! Today we have two of the most popular girl groups of this generation with us today! It’s Twice and Kiss of Life!” You all watched as the MCs started the show. Your heart beating out of your chest, nervous you’ll embarrass yourself.
The 15 of you ran by and got in your respective groups. “One in a million hello we are Twice!” The classic greeting that was like music to your ears. Your members looked down your line to make sure everyone was paying attention. Eve started “1-2-3” and the rest of you joined in “Live beautifully! Hello we are Kiss of Life!”
The MCs asked you to introduce yourselves, Eve started going down the line. When it got to Sora the MCs asked her to speak in Japanese, because she’s from Japan. When it got to you they asked “can you speak English for us?” Before you could answer your members were immediately bragging about how cool you sounded speaking English.
You took a deep breath hoping and said “Hi everyone I’m Y/N from Kiss of Life, please show us as well as our sunbaenim Twice a lot of love! Thank you we love you!” When you finished everyone gasped and did a collective “woooowww.” Your members as well as Twice showered you with complements. You laughed and found it funny how they were so amazed at you speaking a language you grew up speaking.
“It’s time to learn a little bit about Kiss of Life!” The MCs direct their attention to your group.
“First up is Y/N!” You already knew your members, especially Lani would embarrass you. The only one who’d have your back is your maknae Genesis.
“It says here you’re a fan of other girl groups! Who are your favorites?” The MC asks you. You respond “I grew up with Miss A, Wonder Girls, and Girls Generation. But I like Blackpink, Red Velvet and Loona too.” Unfortunately for you Lani couldn’t keep quiet and she blurted out “SHE LOVES TWICE TOO!” Your members and Twice laughed as you tried to hide behind Genesis who did her best to console you.
The MC turned to Lani and asked “so she likes Twice huh?” The shorter girl nodded enthusiastically, “she really does! She knows all of their choreography and she sings all of their songs!” You heard your sunbaes laughing and telling you that they loved your group too and you were their favorites.
Right when you thought it was getting better, Jisu jumped in on the conversation saying “she even has their posters on her walls at the dorm!” Thankfully Jisu is fairly soft spoken unlike Lani so the only people that heard her were Jeongyeon and Sana.
Thankfully after this the MC took attention off of you to get to another member.
Throughout the episode your members took turner dropping subtle hints that you liked Chaeyoung. Wether it was a one liner or inside joke they’d whisper to you, they showed no mercy.
During random play dance you ran up and did every song effortlessly. This was a game you’ve been good at since trainee days so you wanted to show off a little. Momo and Mina were the main ones of Twice to run out with you to dance. While Eve and Genesis danced occasionally too.
Another game started as well. “Since we heard Kiss of Life is big fan of Twice, and vice versa. We made a game for you all. One member from Kiss of Life will fill in for one member of Twice. And one member from Twice will fill in for Kiss of Life. You are only allowed to dance to one members part the whole time, no switching. Whichever team can dance perfectly to their own Random Play Dance wins. The prize is whatever food the winning team wants. You have two minutes to choose your players.”
Immediately your members huddled together to choose who would be the one to go. Lani and Sora already backed out of the challenge, they only knew the point choreography.
Eve spoke first “I only know some of Jeongyeon’s parts but not all! This is hard! I’m out.”
Jisu spoke next “I think I maybe could...I don’t know though. I know different parts for different songs.”
Genesis is the baby of the group and she trained for the least amount of time. Despite this, she’s a dance prodigy. She reminds fans of Seo Soojin, a softie offstage but on stage she’s a totally different person. “I-I don’t know guys I don’t trust myself. What if I mess up? I cant do it.”
“Ok! Time is up!” The MC shouted happily. He turned to your sunbaes “Who is the member that will be representing Twice?” The obvious choice stepped up, Momo. “I’ll be dancing in Genesis’ place.” The Japanese idol ran over and hugged your maknae.
The music started and your most recent song came on. Momo started dancing your maknae’s part perfectly. You glanced at Genesis who was happily sitting in Nayeon’s lap. You always find it funny how easily people will be whipped for the tiny girl.
As the music shuffled Momo was able to keep up, only occasionally slipping up and not knowing where Genesis would be in the formation. But Momo did get 7 out of the 10 points.
“Ok good job Momo!” The MC and her members praised her as well as your group.
“Now who will be representing Kiss of Life?” You immediately remembered you and your members didn’t ever come to a conclusion about who it was going to be.
Without hesitation Lani, Jisu, Eve, and Sora pushed you forward and shouted “Y/N!” The MC asked you “who’s part will you cover?” You looked down the line at the 9 girls before saying “Chaeyoung unnie.” Chaeyoung stepped forward and swapped places with you. Internally you prayed your members wouldn’t embarrass you while you couldn’t tell them to shut their mouths.
“Ok aaaannndd START!” The MC called the cue for the music. The first song was Feel Special.
You ran into the formation, it felt weird dancing with these girls you’ve only met a few times before. You could hear the MCs and your members laughing saying how it was almost like you belonged in the group too. Every song that played you knew where to go. You were doing better than some of Twice’s own members. Jeongyeon moved to the wrong spot and Sana fell over her own foot and you still nailed all 10 songs.
At the end all of Twice was amazed, mainly Chaeyoung. “Ahhh Chaeyoung how do you feel after seeing that?” The MC asked her with a laugh. She smiled and responded “I cant even do that!”
The MC asked you “Y/N how did you do it so easily? You were even mouthing some of the lyrics as you danced!” You caught your breath but before you could answer Lani decided she’d answer for you.
“Y/N loves Twice. Chaeyoung is her favorite too! Out of every girl group she loves Chaeyoung the most!” The MC was no help, he only egged her on, “She really loves Chaeyoung that much?” When he asked the question he turned to Genesis who was also your roommate.
Genesis was the one who saw your Twice posters and albums. Not to mention that one Chaeyoung photo card that was on the back of your strawberry print laptop case. The case was a joke gift from Eve to tease you about Chaeyoung but you still made use of it.
As if this couldn’t get any worse than it already was Genesis took this time to completely slip one of the most embarrassing things. “She even has Chaeyoung photocards on her computer at home!”
You slowly turned, your face turning red “Genesis-ahhh! Stop embarrassing meeeee!” You whined to your member in English. You did your best to hide behind Sora as the rest of your members laughed.
The MC and Jisu said “Ok ok enough teasing Y/N.” The rest of the episode you noticed Chaeyoung stealing small glances at you, blushing whenever you noticed.
At the end of the episode when cameras stopped rolling you were approached by Chaeyoung. She asked “hey can I have your phone number, we should hang out sometime.” You nodded and said “y-yeah definitely.” Before slipping your number to her and she did the same for you.
Your members held it together until getting into the car when they all started teasing you again. Your manager simply laughing along as you whined asking him to punish them for embarrassing you. You told them “Ok but if you all ever do that again, especially you Lani. I’m running my dirty socks on your pillows!” They laughed and agreed not to pull a stunt like that again, but you were grateful because you did have your crush’s phone number.
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~Jungkook Scenario~
You were pacing back and forth in the studio, feeling quite nervous to meet all of the boys. When they asked you to collaborate with them on a song on their new album, you honestly thought you had been dreaming. The biggest band in the world wanted your vocals for a song? It almost sounded too good to be true. Your manager had worked out all of the details and now here you were, at their company waiting in their studio to meet all of them and go over the details of the song.
You could hear voices from the end of the hall and excited yells. Well it’s now or never, you think to yourself. The door opens and you are first met with Jungkook and Taehyung stumbling through the door. Your eyes widen in shock as they both almost go tumbling onto the floor.
“Ah can’t you guys just behave for two seconds?!” Jin is right behind them and scolds them for wrestling with each other.
“Sorry hyung. We were just really excited to meet y/n.” Your eyes widen in surprise.
“Me? You were excited to meet me?”
“Of course! I’m a really big fan of yours, I love your music. Your voice is beautiful.” Jungkook smiles sweetly at you and holds his hand out to introduce himself. “I’m Jungkook.”
“It’s nice to meet you, Jungkook. Um, I am a really big fan of you guys and I really like your voice too. It’s really healing.” You smile back at him and swear you see the tips of his ears turn red as he shies away at your compliment.
The others all come up to you next and introduce themselves. And you shake each one of their hands, giving a friendly smile to all of them. They all seem very eager to work with you over the next few days. Even though you are only singing the chorus of the song you still want to see the whole process from start to finish. You are genuinely curious about how everything comes together for them.
“So y/n would you like to get started on everything tomorrow? This first day was just kind of a chance for us to all meet each other and go over the details of the expectations for the next week to come.”
“Oh sure that sounds good to me! It’s still early in the day though don’t you want to get started on anything?”
“Nope! Take a day off and explore the city! Go get something to eat and just relax today.” All of the members start to leave the room except Jungkook who remains standing and fidgeting with his hands like he’s nervous to ask you something.
“Are you alright, Jungkook?”
“Um.. well I was just thinking since you really don’t know your way around or anything maybe we could um.. I mean I could show you around and take you out to eat somewhere. Not on like a date or anything we just met- ahh, just as friends? Fellow artists?” You can’t help but immediately find him adorable. That confidence he greeted you with earlier was gone now that he was alone with you, and you found his shyness incredibly endearing.
“I would really appreciate that. Thank you!”
“Okay! I'll take you to this really good BBQ place, we go there all the time!”
“Should we see if the other members want to join us?”
“Um.. If you want I can ask them.” By the way he’s nervously shuffling his feet you think maybe he would prefer it to just be the both of you.
“Actually no, that’s okay. They seemed pretty tired and like they wanted to go home. We can just hang out the two of us.” His eyes light up at that and you realize you’re in big trouble when you see how doe like his eyes are. You knew you wouldn’t ever be able to say no to him and would probably give him your car if he asked you for it.
You two go out together and have a really good time. Jungkook orders almost one of every thing he possibly can so you can ‘really experience Korea through the food’. You won't lie, everything tasted amazing and you probably ate more than half of it. Although he was a little shy at first, Jungkook quickly opened up to you and you two were talking to one another like you were friends your whole lives. You stay in the restaurant and talk and drink until it’s starting to get dark outside.
“I should probably head back to my hotel now.”
“Oh. Do you want me to walk you back? Or call a cab for you?”
“I think I got it, but thank you. You go home and rest. We have a busy day tomorrow.” You smile at him and give his hand a squeeze where it’s resting on the table. “See you tomorrow.”
“Yeah. See you. Be safe getting home!” You nod and exit the restaurant, not able to see the absolutely smitten expression he has on his face as you are walking out.
“You are whipped for y/n already and you just met.” Jungkook startles out of his daydream-like state to find Taehyung and Jimin are sitting at the table right next to him.
“When did you guys get here?”
“We’ve been here for the past hour you just didn’t notice because you were busy making lovey eyes at y/n.”
“I was not!”
“You totally were.”
“No I wasn’t!”
“Stop fighting you two everyone is staring at you.” Jimin whispers harshly. They quiet down immediately and Jungkook stands up to leave.
“Kookie, just be careful, okay? You get attached to people really easily and y/n isn’t going to be here for long. I just don’t want you to get hurt if the feelings aren’t mutual.”
“I won’t hyung. I don’t even have feelings that way we’re just friends. I’ll see you tomorrow at the studio.” And just like that he’s out the door. Taehyung and Jimin turn back to each other both with contemplative looks on their faces.
“Are you thinking what I am thinking my dear Jiminie?”
“Should we?”
“Maybe try to get them together?”
“He won't get hurt if y/n falls for him too.”
“That’s a great idea. We shall put our plan in effect tomorrow. Operation make y/n fall for Jungkook is a go.”
You arrive at the studio and see Jimin and Taehyung snickering amongst themselves and you are immediately suspicious. Even though you just met them yesterday, from being a fan of BTS for so long now you knew they were plotting something.
“What are you two doing?”
“Nothing y/n! Hey did you know Jungkook has moved some people to tears with his vocals?”
“And he always gets the choreography down by like 2 run throughs and he has it completely memorized.”
“He’s called our golden maknae for a reason.”
“But don’t let that baby face fool you underneath that soft exterior is a body sculpted by the Greek Gods.” You furrows your brows at them.
“I am aware of this I saw the fake love performances you know.” You chuckle at their expressions. “Now what are you two up to? Seriously?”
“Nothing! I swear! I just wanted you to know how amazing of a guy our Jungkookie is.”
“Yeah he’s also really gentle and soft too. And he’s such a sweetie! Like, really when he was younger he used to come into both of our rooms at night and want to cuddle it was the cutest thing! And also-” Jungkook arrives at this point and Jimin and Taehyung quickly go silent.
“What were you guys talking about me or something?”
“No! No we were just trying to get to know y/n a little bit better that’s all.”
“Hmm, sure you were. You know I’ve known you guys for nearly a decade I know when you’re lying, but I’ll let it slide.” Jungkook looks away from them and his eyes meet yours and he smiles at you.
“Hi y/n.”
“Hi Jungkook.” The other members arrive right after that and you soon get to work on recording the song. They already had the lyrics written and the melody. All you needed to do was record your part. When you finish your vocals all of the members are clapping and cheering loudly for you.
“That was perfect y/n! This is going to take a lot less time than we thought because you are perfectly on key.” You blush at their praises and thank them.
“Hey maybe Jungkook and y/n should sing a harmony together for the chorus. Their voices sound really lovely together don’t you think?” Jimin offers. The other seem to think this over and Yoongi hums in agreement.
“I agree. Jungkook go into the booth and record with y/n.” He walks in and you both sing the chorus together, this time with Jungkook harmonizing perfectly with you. He truly has the voice of an angel and you forget to keep singing halfway through it due to how mesmerized you are by his voice, making you have to start over and record again. When you both are finished Jungkook smiles at you.
“You sounded perfect. Really your voice is amazing y/n.” Your own smile widens in return.
“Thank you. You did too but, you always sound amazing. I could listen to you sing for hours.”
“Quit flirting and get out so the rest of us can record our stuff too.” Yoongi says in a teasing way. You both hastily look away from each other and walk out of the booth, allowing the rap line to go in and record their parts next. You are left with the vocal line. Jimin has a cup of coffee in his hands and every time he laughs he comes dangerously close to spilling it on Jungkook with the way he throws his whole body into it. After one particularly funny dad joke Jimin laughs hysterically and let’s the coffee spill out onto Jungkook’s shirt. You swear he did it on purpose.
“Ah Jimin! My shirt is gonna be ruined now. Damnit this coffee is so hot it’s burning my skin.”
“I’m sorry Jungkookie! Take your shirt off before it burns you!” Jungkook immediately complies and you can’t help but let your eyes drift down to his stomach. Seeing him in person is nothing compared to the music video, you think to yourself. Jungkook wipes the coffee of of his stomach and turns to you before his cheeks become bright red when he notices you staring.
“Um.. sorry I’ll just go grab one of the hyungs’ hoodies and put it on.” He quickly scurries away from you into the recording booth. Namjoon lends him his hoodie but before he can put it on, you find yourself staring at the way the muscles in his back and shoulders move as he puts the hoodie on.
“Hmm, see? We told you.” Jimin says with a wiggle of his eyebrows.
“Are you guys trying to set me up with Jungkook or something?” Their eyes widen for a moment and you know right then you had caught them, no matter how much they vehemently tried to deny it. Jungkook comes back into the room with the rest of you and sits down on the couch.
“So um, what are we doing tomorrow then?” You ask Jin.
“Practicing the choreography for the music video.”
“Oh? I’m going to be in the music video with you guys too?!”
“Yeah of course! You deserve to be seen for your hard work too.”
“That would be so cool! I can’t wait!”
Now that you were aware of Taehyung and Jimin’s little game they were playing with you and Jungkook you couldn’t help but completely give in to whatever they were trying to get you two to do. Whether it was adding in more choreography parts where you and Jungkook danced together, accidentally bumping into you during practice so you’d run into him, or making him wrap his arms around you to steady you.
It was the end of the 3rd day of your dance practices and the others are getting ready to leave. You are still standing in front of the mirror trying to get the one part of the choreography down still. Dancing isn’t really a part of what you normally do and you find yourself falling behind the others who have been doing this for so long.
“Y/n are you coming?” Jimin asks.
“I think I’m going to stay here and keep working on this.”
“Oh? I can help you!” Hoseok offers. But Jimin and Taehyung are quick to shut him down.
“No no hyung! You always help us maybe let someone else help y/n so you can get a break.”
“Yeah maybe Jungkook could help?”
“But-” Hoseok is suddenly being dragged out the door by the two of them with a confused look on his face. It’s just you and Jungkook left in the studio now. You notice the way his chest is heaving up and down and see how tired he looks.
“You can go if you want, Jungkook. I can keep practicing by myself, it’s okay.”
“It’s okay! Really, I’d be more than happy to help you.” You continue to practice as Jungkook observes you. He has this professional air about him as he watches you, and you know now he’s taking this seriously.
“Ah, hang on you aren’t moving your hips right that’s why.” He demonstrates for you and you try it again but still just can’t get it quite right. “I’ll show you.” He walks up to you and places his hands on your hips showing you how to move them. He’s being strictly professional right now but your heart is racing in your chest at the feeling of his hands on you. You didn’t need Jimin and Taehyung’s help to like Jungkook, you started developing a crush on him the moment you saw him. But the more time you spent together and the more you got to see the real him you started to develop feelings for him.
“Y/n?”
“Huh?” You are snapped out of your daze by his voice.
“I asked if you were ready to try yourself now.”
“Oh yeah sorry.” You attempt the choreography again and judging by the smile on Jungkook’s face you must have done it right.
“That was perfect. You’re a fast learner.”
“Well I have a pretty great teacher.” You say with a smile. Jungkook thanks you and smiles back. An idea suddenly pops into your head as you walk over to the speaker and hook your phone up to it.
“Y/n what are you doing?”
“We’ve worked hard the past few days I think we deserve to just let go and have fun.” You put on Anpanman much to Jungkook’s surprise.
“Waiting for your Anpanmaaaan.” You shout. When the beat kicks in you start dancing around like you would if you were home alone. But you find you can just let go and be yourself around Jungkook without fear of being embarrassed. He immediately bursts out laughing but not in a way that is meant to make fun of you, he is completely amused by you singing along to one of their songs in broken Korean and trying to dance their choreography. He gets off the floor and soon joins you, grabbing your hands and dancing around the studio with you and singing along loudly and badly, not even trying to sound good. It feels nice to just let go with you. The joyful smile on your face and seeing you laugh and have fun with him was what sent his heart into overdrive. He realizes in this moment that he really really likes you and that honestly scares him a little bit as he remembers what Taehyung and Jimin said. By the end of the song you both collapse onto the floor together, breathing loudly but laughing to yourselves.
“That was fun.” He turns to look at you and you turn your gaze on him too. He’s absolutely beaming at you and his nose is doing that cute thing where it scrunches and before you can stop yourself you scoot over to place a peck on his lips. When you pull away his mouth is hanging open in shock. He says nothing, as if his brain has stopped working for a moment.
“Jungkook?”
“D-did you just kiss me?”
“I did.. I’m sorry should I not have? Am I reading this all wrong?”
“No, God no I just can’t believe you kissed me.” After he recovers from the initial surprise he leans in and presses his lips to your own. You roll over onto your back and he chases after you, never letting his lips disconnect from yours. You both are completely lost in one another and don’t hear the studio door open.
“Ah, Taehyung that fool forgot his phone and made me come back here to get- OH MY GOD YOU TWO!” Jimin yells. Jungkook slowly breaks away from you and glares at Jimin. “Our plan worked! HA!”
“Plan? What plan? What’s going on?”
“Taehyung and I tried to get you two together and it worked!”
“We just kissed Jimin it’s not a big deal.” Your heart sinks at that and Jungkook hears the breath leave you as if the wind was knocked out of you. “Oh gosh no I didn’t mean it like that y/n. It’s a very big deal to me and it meant a lot to me.” The smile returns to your face hearing that.
“Uh, I’ll just grab Taehyung’s phone and go then sorry!” Jimin runs to the corner of the room and quickly grabs it and leaves. All of the stress and tension leaves your bodies as you both start laughing.
“I had a feeling those two were up to something.” You say.
“I did too. It was so obvious I just didn’t think it was.. this.” He rests his forehead against your own and you both lay there for a few moments letting your breathing calm down.
“I really like you y/n.” He says against your lips before kissing you again.
“I really like you too.”
“So what does this mean then? You’re leaving after the music video shoot is done aren’t you?”
“I mean.. I can stay longer if you want me too. I don’t have anything scheduled until next month. I was taking some time off for myself so... Maybe an extended vacation in Seoul?”
“That sounds perfect.”
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Back to the Future: The Real Johnny B. Goode Rocked Long Before Marty McFly
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Back to the Future is a classic comedy, one of the most popular films in motion picture history. Almost every laugh line lands with a perfectly executed punch. Every skateboard flip is a motion picture wonder. It’s one of those films which is broadly silly yet still has heart, and it’s a treasure of commercial cinema. But when Michael J. Fox’s Marty McFly straps on a cherry red Gibson ES-345 he plunders the golden oldies right out of the fingers of the true original. Ignore the bit where “Marvin Berry” calls his cousin on the phone. Chuck Berry didn’t just write “Johnny B. Goode,” he was Johnny B. Goode.
The song about the country boy who could play guitar like ringing a bell could have referred to any number of musicians, from Buddy Holly to Bo Diddley or Ricky Nelson. But the singer-songwriting guitarist who penned the line was born at 2520 Goode Avenue, in St. Louis.
Berry had already made his concession to white commercialism by changing the line “that little colored boy could play” to “that little country boy.” Oh my. But then for years, the Father of Rock and Roll watched the self-styled King of Rock and Roll, Elvis Presley, put his stamp on Berry’s signature. The royalties were sweet though for Berry, and the respect was mutual.
But the backhanded homage in the time-traveling 1985 comedy is really a cheap gag, and the joke is at the expense of Berry’s legacy.
“Long Distance information? Get Me Memphis, Tennesse”
“Chuck! Chuck, it’s Marvin, your cousin, Marvin Berry. You know that new sound you’re looking for?” the fictional bandleader yells into a pay phone at the 1955 Enchantment Under the Sea dance in Hill Valley, California. “Listen to this!”
We then hear the subtle sound of casual racial invalidation. Not only does the line denigrate Berry’s contribution to the architecture of rock and roll; it completely sidelines guitarist Carl Hogan who initiated the opening guitar phrasing on Louis Jordan’s 1946 pre-rock and roll song “Ain’t That Just Like a Woman.” Think, McFly. Think!
Michael J. Fox already has a perfectly winning comic ending to the now-iconic scene: when his fingers stretch back to the future, and he channels Eddie Van Halen on the guitar, even the kids at the 1950s dance think he should act his age. So why does director and co-screenwriter Robert Zemeckis feel the need to shit on Chuck Berry with such a disposable throw-away gag? It is even more insulting when you take into consideration who Berry had to sue over the course of his career for stealing his riffs.
Indicative of a long-standing music industry tradition, the two biggest names in white rock and roll, the Beatles and the Beach Boys, had to cough up to the pioneering artist after infringing on his copyrights. Berry sued to get his name on the Beach Boys’ hit “Surfin’ USA” while John Lennon agreed to cover two songs owned by Berry’s publisher in exchange for copping lines from “You Can’t Catch Me” for the song “Come Together.”
But Lennon still declared “If you tried to give rock and roll another name, you might call it ‘Chuck Berry,’” when he introduced him on The Mike Douglas Show in 1972. “In the 1950s, a whole generation worshipped his music, and when you see him today, past and present all come together, and the message is Hail, Hail Rock and Roll.’”
He Could Play a Guitar Just Like a-Ringin’ a Bell
Berry was the first-ever Rock & Roll Hall of Fame inductee, and in the same class as James Brown, Ray Charles, Fats Domino, the Everly Brothers, Buddy Holly, Jerry Lee Lewis, and Presley. With songs like “Maybellene,” “Roll Over Beethoven,” “Little Queenie,” “Havana Moon,” “Wee Wee Hours,” “Rock and Roll Music,” and “Sweet Little 16,” Berry scored the soundtrack to the 1950s.
Berry didn’t invent rock and roll. Ike Turner is credited with that for his 1951 song, “Rocket 88.” Berry recorded his first hit “Maybellene” in 1955 at Chicago’s Chess Studios, the home of the blues. Berry sped up the blues to a country thump and let his fingers do to guitar strings what lips did to horns.
Berry made rock and roll fun, funny, and subtly rebellious. The teenager in “You Can’t Catch Me” is motorvating away from the cops. His “Brown Eyed Handsome Man” hit a home run with color coded racial pride. The artist who was glad, so glad, he was “living in the U.S.A.” (in the song “Back in the U.S.A.”) was barred from many of the things he found so wondrous in this country to sing about.
Almost Grown
Charles Edward Anderson Berry was born on Oct. 18, 1926. His St. Louis neighborhood, “The Ville,” was segregated. His great-grandparents were slaves. In 1944, Berry was arrested for driving along in an automobile he carjacked at gunpoint after robbing three stores in Kansas City. He did a three-year stint in reform school.
Berry began playing music professionally when he was in his mid-20s, sitting in with local bands like piano player Johnnie Johnson’s group, Sir John’s Trio. Blues icon Muddy Waters suggested Berry bring his songs to Chess Records where Howlin’ Wolf, the Moonglows, and Big Bill Broonzy were recording sides. Label owner Leonard Chess had a good feeling about the song “Ida Red.”
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Berry renamed the song “Maybellene” when he recorded it on May 21, 1955. It was Berry’s first nationwide hit. He was 28. Willie Dixon was on bass, Johnnie Johnson played piano, Jerome Green shook maracas, and Ebby Hardy beat the drums. Alan Freed and Russ Fratto didn’t do anything for the song, but their names are on the credits as co-songwriters. They effectively collected royalties for teaching Berry a valuable lesson.
Chuck Berry wrote all the songs on his first album, After School Session, which was released in May 1957. It was the same for his next two albums. Berry didn’t include any covers on his albums at all until his fourth album, Rockin’ at the Hops, released in July 1960. Berry starred in some of Alan Freed’s jukebox movies like Rock Rock Rock!, Mister Rock and Roll, and Go, Johnny, Go! He also appeared in Jazz on a Summer’s Day, a 1959 documentary about the Newport Jazz Festival.
“No Need to Be Complainin’, My Objections Overruled”
Berry was arrested in St. Louis, Missouri, in December 1959 for transporting Janice Norine Escalan, a 14-year-old hatcheck girl at Club Bandstand in Juarez, Mexico, across state lines for “immoral purposes.” He was charged under the Mann Act. Berry argued he was offering legitimate employment. An all-male, all-white jury found him guilty on March 11, 1960. Berry appealed, but the conviction was upheld at a 1961 trial. Berry was sentenced to three years. He served 18 months and was released from prison in 1964.
Berry’s career never quite took off again. He had some hits in 1964 and 1965, “Nadine,” “No Particular Place to Go,” “You Never Can Tell,” and “Promised Land.” He was one of the artists in the 1964 concert film The TAMI Show. Berry’s last number 1 hit, “My Ding-a-Ling,” was recorded live in London in 1972 for The London Chuck Berry Sessions album.
Berry never stopped playing live. He traveled with only his guitar and a briefcase for his money, and would grab local bar bands to back him when he hit town. Everyone knew Chuck Berry songs. Simple, three-chord pangs to teenage love, cars and safety belts. Bandleaders like Bruce Springsteen and Steve Miller eagerly lent their fingers and bands to the light traveling guitar player. Most groups were thrilled to get the chance to play for a legend when they weren’t harangued for bending a string too far on an intro. Not even Keith Richards got away with that, just watch the rehearsal portion of the 1987 documentary Hail! Rock ‘n’ Roll.
The Rolling Stones’ guitarist had already been brought in as a surprise backing player for a 1972 Los Angeles show where he was kicked off the stage for setting his amp too loud. Berry would also give Richards a black eye for touching his guitar after a New York City show a decade later. Richards’ early guitar work is modeled on Berry’s style. The Stones covered “Carol,” “Around and Around” and “You Can’t Catch Me.” Richards inducted Berry into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 1986.
Back to the Future is really just a light, inoffensive, time-bending screwball comedy, and Berry has been the butt of far worse jokes. Spy magazine alleged Berry secretly filmed women in bathrooms. In January 1990, High Society claimed to be “the only magazine with the balls to show Chuck’s berries,” when it published photos of him posing nude with different women.
So when you read an article about Berry recalling the incident where the white kid played “Johnny B. Goode,” remember: it ran in The Onion. Chuck Berry could be accused of a lot of things, but he was an original.
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The Irishman is deeper and darker than he's maybe been given credit for... but the geniality and swoon factor remain high.
Variety: Hozier Proves He’s a Career Artist in Gratifying Greek Show
At Hozier’s sold-out show at L.A.’s Greek Friday night, one of the first things you couldn’t help noticing on stage —because it’s still an anomaly — was that his eight-piece lineup was half-male, half-female. Knowing his penchant for socially conscious songs, his decrial of “the anthems of rape culture” in his lyrics, and a general female-friendliness to his appeal, it’s easy to figure this gender parity is a conscious one and think: That is soooo Hozier. Which it is … and so effective, too, like just about every choice he’s made so far in his short, charmed career. On the most practical level, if you can bring in that much female harmony while also getting ace players in the bargain, why wouldn’t you? But it also makes for a good visual emblem of some of the other dual energies Hozier is playing with in his music: darkness and enlightenment; romantic hero and cad; raw blues dude and slick pop hero. He’s got a lot more going on than just being an earnest do-gooder. (Although he does do good, earnestly.)
During Friday’s hour-and-three-quarters set, Hozier focused largely on material from this year’s sophomore album, “Wasteland, Baby!,” which sounded good enough on record but almost uniformly improved in the live experience. Sometimes the upgrade came from making full use of the multi-instrumentalists on hand. The first album’s “Angel of Small Death and the Codeine Scene” now had Hozier on guitar facing off against violinist Emily Kohavi, trading solos — and if it’s hard to hear an electric guitar/fiddle duel without automatically thinking “The Devil Went Down to Georgia,” it was one of many welcome moments making use of the MVP skills of Kohavi, the newest addition to the band. Other times, the improvements on the album versions just had to do with Hozier allowing himself louder and gutsier guitar tones. He’s a bit like Prince, in that way — someone you’d happily listen to playing a very nasty-sounding six-string all night, although he has so many other stylistic fish to fry, which in this case means a still slightly greater emphasis on acoustic finger-picking.
For somebody who made his name on as forlorn but powerful an anthem as his 2014 breakout smash “Take Me to Church,” and who can milk that melodrama for all it’s worth, Hozier has a lot of other modes he can default to. He treads very lightly into the area of soul with songs like “Almost (Sweet Music),” the lyrics of which consist of either name-checking or alluding to some of the great jazz vocal classics of the 20th century, in an idiom that’s not so much jazzy itself as folk-R&B. You could almost cite it as the subtle kind of Memphis-swing thing Justin Timberlake should aspire to, if the tricky polyrhythm and oddly chopped up meters Hozier adds as wrinkles weren’t so un-replicable. Bringing up Stevie Wonder’s “Living for the City” as the night’s sole cover also established that early ‘70s era and sound as an influences he’d like to make perfectly clear. At the other extreme, this son of a blues musician can hard back to those roots so well, in noisy numbers like “Moment’s Silence (Common Tongue)” and the brand new “Jack Boot Jump,” that he could give the Black Keys a run for their money.
“Jack Boot Jump,” which is scheduled to go on an EP of completely fresh material that Hozier said he plans to put out before Christmas, was possibly the highlight of the night, even though — or because — it stripped his excellent band down to just him and longtime drummer Rory Doyle. Having earlier played the current album’s “Nina Cried Power,” which is maybe more of a tribute to other historic protest songs than one of its own, Hozier gave a lengthy introduction to “Jack Boot” indicating that he’s aware of the traps that come with the territory. “I do have some reservations about the words ‘protest song’ and ‘protest music,’” he admitted. “But if you’re familiar with an artist called Woody Guthrie, he wrote the evergreen anthem ‘Tear the Fascists’ down. I was kind of looking into songs in that sort of tradition, that singing out, and I was worried that this is 2019; it’s a very unsubtle way to approach songwriting.” But, he added, “it was a funny few weeks, with 70 people shot in Hong Kong and arrests obviously in Moscow; Chile now at the moment also. And I was thinking, forget about subtle art — what is not subtle is this murder of protesters, and what is not subtle is the jack boot coming down in Orwell’s picture of the future: ‘If you want to imagine the future, imagine a jack boot stomping on a human face forever,’ that chilling quote from ‘1984.’ Anyway, I was just thinking, yeah, f— it, it’s not subtle, but let’s do it.” His electric guitar proceeded to be a machine that kills fascists, and also just slayed as maybe the most rock ‘n’ roll thing he’s written. (Evidence of the new song on the web is scant, or should be, anyway, since he begged the audience “in good faith” not to film it.)
If there’s a knock people have on Hozier, it tends to be the sincerity thing. He’s a nice guy who’s finishing first, which doesn’t necessarily help him become an indie-rock darling or Pitchfork favorite. (Predictably, “Wasteland, Baby!” got a 4.8 rating there — that’s out of 10, not 5.) At the Greek, there was an almost wholesome feeling that would’ve been an immediate turnoff to anyone who insists on having their rock rough, starting with his graciousness in repeatedly naming the band members and repeatedly thanking his opening act (Madison Ryann Ward, a fetchingly husky-voiced Oklahoman filling in on this part of the tour for a laryngitis-stricken Freya Ridings). That extended to a sense of uplift in many of the songs that doesn’t always match the themes of the material. But then, there was the impossible good cheer and attractiveness of the young players, to match Hozier’s own; this is a group where everyone looks as if they could be in Taylor Swift’s band or actually looks like Taylor Swift. The swoon factor in Hozier’s appeal is undeniably high, and it’s safe to say no one left Griffith Park less smitten.
But ladies (and gentlemen), do be aware that Hozier has some dark-side moments that can almost make Leonard Cohen look like Stephen Bishop. The only time he really overtly accentuated that in concert was in introducing and playing the new album’s “No Plan,” a love song that is also an amiable statement of atheism in which Hozier reminds his beloved that the universe is going to collapse upon itself someday. This may be rather like the gambit in which the ‘50s boy gets the girl to make out with him in a fallout shelter, but in any case, Hozier didn’t stint on the end-of-all-things aspect of it, even putting up on screen behind the band a statement from astrophysicist Dr. Katie Mack pointing out humankind’s and the galaxy’s ultimate fate. (“Honestly I never really imagined I’d end up being name-checked in a song for talking about how the universe is eventually going to fade out and die so this is all very exciting for me,” Mack tweeted in replay earlier in the year.) Suffice it to say that with that soulful a vintage ‘70s groove and that fuzz-tastic a guitar line, many babies will be conceived to the tune of “No Plan,” whether it foresees generational lines ending in a godless black hole or not.
Other Hozier songs reveal darker gets more estimable the more you dig into it. With its bird talk, “Shrike” sounds sweet enough, till you realize that a shrike is a kind of bird that impales its prey on thorns, which does add a rather bloody metaphoric undertone to what sounds like a reasonably pacifist breakup song. “Dinner & Diatribes,” meanwhile, is just deeply horny, not thorny. The most brooding song of the set, “Talk,” has verses where Hozier sings in lofty, literary terms about the romantic myth of Orpheus and Eurydice, only to reveal in the chorus that he’s talking to this woman in such high-minded terms because he just wants to charm her into the sack. As a piece of writing, it’s hilarious, establishing a devilish side of Hozier it’s good to hear. As a piece of performance, it’s just sexy.
But as enriching as it is to realize Hozier has a healthy sense of humor in his writing, bad-boy wit is never going to be what you’re going to come away from a Hozier album or show with. The main part of Friday’s concert ended, as expected, with “Take Me to Church,” his outraged take on abuse and homophobia in the scandalized Catholic church — which just happens to be easily taken as a lusty hymn to sexuality. Following that, the large band returned to a stage that had now been decked out in some kind of ivy, as Hozier talked about his love for the late Irish poet Seamus Heaney (whose last words he has tattooed on his arm) and, “since I’ve come this far,” went ahead and recited his poem “Mint,” sharing his hero’s affection for the plant and its “tenacity for life.”
Tenacity is likely to be a buzzword, too, for Hozier, given his leaps and gains as a writer-performer and seeming level head atop his tree-top shoulders. Taller still of voice, musical dexterity and good will — and still just 29 — he’s somebody the swooners and even some cynics should feel good about settling in with for a very long Irish ride.
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Chapter One: Move You
Would You Call That Love
Pairing: Chris Evans x Raina Morrison (OC) Rating: PG-13 (Will be 18+ for some chapters)
Description: There was always one person Chris Evans tended to turn to when he was not in a committed relationship, Raina Morrison. He could confide in her about things going on in his life that he did not feel comfortable talking to his family or close friends about. Chris and Raina were able to establish a way to communicate with one another openly but also being respectful of the other’s time and needs. It was the only constant “relationship” he had, but without all the nonsense of trying to build a life together. A “friends with benefits” situation.However, what happens when Chris starts rethinking his “relationship” with Raina and if either is willing to pursue something more?
Chapter Rating: PG
Warnings: Mention of anxiety
Word Count: 2,530
Note: This is the first fic I have written in ages. Everything about it is fiction. Sadly, I do not know Chris Evans and this is just a fictional take on his life. I do not permit this fic to be reposted on other platforms.
Thank you to @southerngracela and @sullyosully for the support. I also want to give a shout out to @royallyprincesslilly for the text divider.
*Updated for grammar edits.
June 2019
The early morning sun was peeking out of the sky, and the air became crisper after a night of pouring rain. It was supposed to be a scorcher day in June, according to the weather reports. That was not something Chris Evans was looking forward to since he would have to be on-set partaking in outdoor scenes wearing sweaters, business suits, and heavy coats for most of the day. Despite the uncomfortableness his job could be at times; it was all worth it in the end. Acting was Chris’s passion, and he was fortunate to do it for a living. Chris knew he was lucky to be where he is at in his career. From the ups and downs to disappointing film projects that either went nowhere or were rejected by critics and moviegoers, it all helped steer Chris to become the actor he is today.
With Captain America’s story arch now complete, Chris understood that it would take a while for audiences and some of his fans not just to see him as Steve Rogers. Taken on Marvel’s top Avenger’s mantle was one of the best decisions he ever made as it took his career to new heights. Yes, Chris had some reservations at first when he was approached for the role. He did not feel confident enough if he could handle the responsibility of playing such an iconic character. Chris was also worried about losing his anonymity. He liked being able to walk down the street with no one recognizing him or asking for a photo and autograph. Now Chris was lucky to make it a few blocks without someone yelling out at him or screaming “Captain America!”, it most definitely did not help ease his anxieties.
“You got that Marvel money saved up. You can live comfortably while pursuing projects that people would not expect you to take. It’s a win-win situation for you,” said Raina, one of Chris’s best friends, when mentioning the project, Defending Jacob.
“You sound like my mom when you say that,” Chris replied.
Raina laughed at that and said, “I take that as a compliment, you know.”
“Good. I meant it as one. You both don’t take shit from anyone. And I know you’ll always have my back as she does.”
Raina and his mom kept telling him to accept the lead role as Andy Barber in Defending Jacob. And how it would not only be beneficial to his career, but also because 1.) the show was filming in Massachusetts so that he would be in his own home every night, and 2.) it was a role he never played before: a father.
Sipping his coffee, Chris stood on the porch of his house as he watched Dodger relieve himself. “Come on, buddy. Let’s get you some breakfast,” Chris waved Dodger over to get inside. The pup was happy to oblige his owner and trotted up the steps into the house.
Chris heard his cellphone buzz just as he put down Dodger’s food bowl. Reaching over the counter to retrieve it, Chris smiled when he saw the name pop up.
Raina: Why didn’t anyone tell me that New York is always hot as balls! I can’t take it!
Chris: I warned you about that, but you didn’t listen to me. What are you doing up so early?
Raina: Couldn’t sleep. Nervous about the preview shows for Moulin Rouge. It is coming up quickly.
Chris: Again, congrats on Moulin Rouge. You got nothing to be nervous about; you are going to be great.
Raina: I’m just worried if people will like the show.
Chris: You and the crew wouldn’t have gotten to Broadway if people weren’t interested in seeing it, especially with you as Satine. This is what you were born to do. Scott, Ma, and I will be there on opening night. Carly and Shanna won’t be able to come but plan to see the show on a girls’ trip to New York later in the summer. I know both are proud of you as well.
Raina: Stop! You are going to make me cry. All of you are so sweet. Seriously, I am forever grateful to you and your amazing family for supporting me all these years.
Chris: Can you believe it has been ten years since we met at that Vanity Fair photoshoot for West Side Story.
Raina: Oh God! Do not remind of that shoot. I was a ball of nerves that day.
Chris: I thought the paramedics were going to need to be called for you.
Raina: Haha. Seriously though, they probably would have if you didn’t help calm me down.
January 2009
“Wait, what is this photoshoot about?” Raina asked her manager, Jerry, who sighed in response.
“Raina, I’ve already told you. It is to celebrate the Broadway revival of West Side Story. The photographer is re-creating scenes from the film version,” explained Jerry.
Now it was Raina’s turn to let out a sigh. Despite being in the music industry since she was 16 years old, the whole idea of photoshoots still did not make her comfortable. Plus, the long hours, the bright lights, and the shoots’ craziness left Raina feeling drained. It was now adding other celebrities to the mix brought on a whole new set of anxieties.
“You don’t have anything to worry about,” Jerry assured Raina and added, “Today’s going to be easy. You don’t have to worry about being front and center this time. You’ll be in the background so that you can relax.”
“If you say so,” Raina retorted with a small smile. She trusted Jerry.
When Raina finally arrived at the photoshoot, she was whisked away to hair and makeup and then onward to change her costume. She had already been introduced to her fellow photo mates, such as Ashley Tisdale and Robert Pattinson. Both were very pleasant and nice.
“I am such a huge fan. I have all of your albums,” Ashley gushed admirably.
“Thank you. That is very sweet of you to say. I loved your album ‘Headstrong,’ by the way. Such great bops,” Raina complimented, and Ashley’s face lit up like a Christmas tree.
As the two made their way to the set, each shared what project they were currently working on until Ashley stopped dead in her tracks.
“What is it?” Raina asked, concerned.
“Chris Evans,” whispered Ashley and went on, “Chris Evans is over there.”
“Yeah, didn’t you know he’d be here? Oh my God, you guys didn’t use to date, did you?”
“Ha! I wish. He is just so cute,” Ashley said dreamily.
Raina just laughed and shook her head, “Yeah, he isn’t bad looking.”
They filmed the dance scene from the movie where Maria and Tony see each other for the first time. Camilla Belle and Ben Barnes were assigned the lead roles for the shoot. Raina had to admit; both looked the part. The photographer, Mark Seliger, gathered everyone around to discuss how the scene would go. He started placing people in their spots with Jennifer Lopez and Rodrigo Santoro in their positions as lead Shark dancers Anita and Bernardo, with Camilla and Ben on their respective sides. Ashley was assigned as a Jet girl dancing with Chris’s character, the Jets leader, Riff.
Raina hid her smile when Ashley shook Chris’s hand and introduced herself. Poor thing looked as if she could faint. Settled in the back, Raina was one of the Sharks. She was perfectly content where she was at standing next to Minka Kelly and Jay Hernandez. The three would even make little side chat here and there.
Overall, the photoshoot was going well. Until the bright lights, the loud music, and the uncomfortable costume started getting to Raina. She felt like she was going to pass out. However, Raina was determined to pull through in fear of being labeled a “diva” or, worse, “difficult” to work with; that was not the kind of press she needed now. Remembering what her mother told her to do when the first signs of an anxiety attack were coming on was to breathe in and out. She did that a couple of times as she closed her eyes when Mark said they were changing film and wanted a couple more shots.
Unsurprisingly, someone else was beginning to get restless during the shoot as well. Chris was not a fan of photoshoots. He always felt awkward and never understood what he was supposed to be doing. He would continuously worry if he were coming off stupid or looking like a fool.
Chris was more cautious of the types of photoshoots he would take part in and made sure to steer clear of the ones wanting him to be viewed as eye-candy merely. He was working hard to make a trajectory in his career from heartthrob to serious actor. However, Chris knew he had more to prove to audiences and critics for them to see past his ‘Not Another Teen Movie’ or ‘Fantastic 4’ roles.
Nevertheless, when he got word about Vanity Fair’s West Side Story photoshoot, Chris was immediately on board. He was a theater kid, after all, thanks to his mother. Similarly, with other shoots, it all starts the same. The photographer talks about the art direction of the shoot and expectations for the day.
During the short breaks on set, Chris looked around to see the other actors and performers. While he knew some of the folks on set, he did not honestly know any of them personally. The only person he was more acquainted with was Camilla, and that was because both filmed the movie Push a year ago.
As Chris’s eyes roamed around the room, they landed on Raina, who was fanning herself with her hands. While others were making small talk, he noticed that Raina took deep breaths and her eyes were closed. She stepped down on the chair she was standing on to take a seat and put her head in her hands.
Chris felt bad. He knew an anxiety attack when he saw one. Slowly making his way over to Raina, he kneeled in front of her.
“Hey, are you okay?” Chris asked in a whisper.
Raina jumped at the sound of his voice. She did not expect anyone to come up to check on how she was doing. She thought she was doing her best to be discreet.
“I don’t know. It’s too hot in here. The lights are hurting my eyes, and it’s hard to breathe,” Raina said, continuing to fan herself.
Instinctively, Chris reached out to hold one of Raina’s shaking hands to help calm her down.
“Have you ever tried the 4-7-8 breathing technique?”
Raina shook her head no and said, “Never heard of that technique.”
“Trust me; it has helped me out a lot. Okay, so you’re going to breathe in for four seconds, hold it for seven seconds, and exhale for eight seconds. Do you want to try it with me? Breathe in 1, 2, 3, 4. Hold 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 and exhale 1, 2, 3, 4 ,5, 6, 7, 8. Very good. Let’s do it again,” Chris calmly instructed Raina.
“I’ll get you some water. Just keeping doing the breathing exercises, okay.”
When Chris returned, he again kneeled in front of Raina and handed her the water cup.
“Thank you,” said Raina as she sipped slowly.
“You’re welcome.”
Raina let out a little chuckle, “I can’t believe I had an anxiety attack. I told Jerry I was worried about this happening. Again, thank you. I appreciate you helping me out,” expressed Raina gratefully.
As Raina continued to sip her water, Chris took the time to look at her. She was attractive, and he could tell she was a little bit younger than him. While this was Chris’s first-time meeting Raina, he had seen her before at other Hollywood functions. Neither having their paths cross until now.
“Okay, folks, let’s get back in your positions!” Mark yelled to get everyone’s attention.
“You going to be okay?” asked Chris as he stood up.
“Yes. I’m going to be fine,” answered Raina, standing up as well.
Chris helped her back up on the chair, and he returned to his spot next to Ashley. It was weird. No one else seemed to notice what went on between the two. It was like for those few short moments, Chris and Raina were in their own world.
Chris kept stealing glances towards Raina for the rest of the shoot. He kept telling himself it was to make sure she was okay, not that he was drawn to her or anything.
‘Don’t go there, Evans. The last thing you need is to be in a relationship, and she doesn’t look like the type to do hookups,’ Chris scolded himself and added, ‘Most likely won’t ever see her again after this day.’
“I am glad that it didn’t take long for us to meet again after that day. We do have Scott and Shanna to thank for that, by the way,” Chris happily reminded Raina.
He decided to call her that morning after their text exchange. He preferred hearing her voice anyways.
“Oh yeah, at my concert in Boston. It was fate. We were destined to be friends.”
“Yep. Even though you are a fan of the New York Mets and Giants fan, I still love ya,” teased Chris.
Raina groaned, “Let us not bring up sports, shall we. It can only get ugly from here. Anyways, I’ll let you go. I gotta start heading out for rehearsals. Talk to you later. Bye,” said Raina.
“Bye, sweetheart. Take care,” replied Chris and ended the call.
He looked over at Dodger, who had finished eating and was now lying in one of his dog beds near the kitchen table. As Chris continued to sip his coffee, he decided to make breakfast and went to the fridge to take some eggs. Once he got everything ready to begin cooking, his mind drifted to Raina. Chris noticed that his mind had been doing that more recently lately.
For Chris, his relationship with Raina was more than just a friendship. She was someone he could confide in about things he was not comfortable bringing up to his family or close childhood friends. Their friendship evolved when both began a “friends with benefits” type of relationship. This would only occur when both were not in committed relationships with other people.
Surprisingly, this arrangement only managed to make them closer friends. The boundaries they agreed upon were put in place not to fracture their friendship. He went into the situation not wanting to build some domesticated life with Raina. However, at times, Chris kept thinking if he could turn his friendship with Raina into something more. Something more than friends, more than sex buddies, but as a life partner. A wife and mother to his children.
‘Stop lying to yourself,’ Chris’s inner voice spoke up, ‘You’re in love with Raina. Just admit it!’
Nevertheless, Chris could not admit to himself. He was not ready to deal with those feelings for one of his closest friends.
Not yet, at least.
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What about an imagine that takes place in like 1973 and the band goes to a pub and there’s a band preforming, but the drummer is a girl and everyone else in the band is a boy. And Roger is amazed by her because she drums as good as him. Then after the show he goes up to her and starts talking to her and asks for her number. And she says yes
In Sync- ( Roger Taylor X Reader Oneshot )
Word Count: 2K+
Warnings: None!!
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November 1973:
You sat in the back of your band Illusion’s van, clutching your drum sticks with your other band mates, John the guitarist (because every band needs a John), Ian the bassist, and Steve the singer as the four of you made your setlist for the night. You were pretty much finished, only needed to add in two or three more songs.
“So we’re definitely doing White Room by Cream, right?” You said. Being the only girl you had to be assertive.
“We always do, Y/N” Ian laughed. The four of them treated you like a sister; always making you feel right at home.
“I know, but it’s one of my best songs. I’m just making sure.” You said, punching him playfully in the arm.
“How about a Beatles song?” Steve asked.
“Aren’t we more Zeppelin than the Beatles, Steve?”
“Yeah, but we’re already doing three Zeppelin songs, and who doesn’t like the Beatles?”
“Good point,” John added. “So ‘Come Together’ it is?” the other three of you gave him an approving nod.
“We really should have one more, guys.” Ian said, counting your setlist.
“Say, what about that song the drummer sings from that new band Queen that just put out their first album? You know, the one that plays over at Imperial all the time?” You said.
“Oh yeah, the one Freddie’s in?” Steve asked. Him and Freddie used to work together at the airport.
“Yeah. What about Modern Times Rock and Roll? Their drummer has a pretty good voice. He always sings a song at their concerts.”
“Would you sing it, Y/N?” Steve asked.
“Oh, well, I-” you stuttered. You wanted to sing it, but were nervous to ask the others. Typically Steve was the only one who sang. Illusion wasn’t like Queen.
“You can if you want, Love.”
“Really?” Your face lit up.
“ ‘Course. Might be nice for a change.” He smiled.
“Thanks,” You said hugging him. “Would you all mind running through it once? Just so we make sure we’re all together and so I can practice singing?”
They all nodded in approval as you started to unload your gear into the presently empty bar, ready to prep for your upcoming gig.
~~~~~
Roger and the boys of Queen had just finished a set at Imperial College. Though it started out as a smaller gig, with the release of their new album their popularity began to grow, and little by little their followers seemed to grow as well. After packing up the van, Brian suggested walking to the bar down the street to celebrate their performance, to which the other three members happily complied.
When they arrived outside of the bar, the band performing inside was booming- the bass and drum beats soaring over the loud hum of the crowd.
“They’re good, aren’t they?” John smiled as they waited in line to enter the bar.
“Yeah, I mean from what we can hear they sound great,” Brian laughed. “Well they’ve drawn quite a crowd, haven’t they? They can’t be that bad with all these people here.”
Freddie was eager to find out who was performing; budging to the front of the line to see the name of the band on the poster next to the door. “Guys!” he smiled, running back to his mates. “My old friend Steve is the lead singer of that band! We used to work together at the airport! We’re not waiting in this stupid line. After all, we’re her royal majesty.” He flourished as he dragged the other three to the front of the line, earning lots of eye rolls from his band mates and spectators alike. Freddie always got what he wanted, so through a little convincing and proving he really did know Steve, the bouncer reluctantly let the four of them enter the bar.
They walked in looking to the stage at the other side of the bar, smiling to see the band doing an amazing rendition of Immigrant Song by Led Zeppelin, the four of them starting to sing along to one of their favourite songs.
Roger noted that the drummer was superb- playing perfectly on the beat yet adding the perfect flourishes when there was space too, yet when he looked to the stage he couldn’t see anyone.
How odd, he thought. Whoever they are, they must be short. Yet no later did he brush away the thought and join his mates at the bar.
~~~~~
After about fifteen minutes or so, the four of you went into ‘Come Together” upping the tempo and drum beat a bit to make it more of a glam rock type song, earning high praise from the crowd as they seemed to like your version of such a well known song. You ended the song going directly into a drum solo, the crowd hooting and hollering as you played difficult beats.
As Roger listened to your incomparable solo, he couldn’t help but let his curiosity get the best of him and have to get up to see who was sitting behind the kit. When he walked to the front right of the crowd, he was shocked to see you, a girl, doing some of the best drumming he’d ever seen. In all honesty, you were the first person he’d heard play as good as him in a very long time. He was in awe. On top of it, he couldn’t help but notice how gorgeous you were as a brad of sweat dripped down your forehead; a look of intense focus on your face as you banged out a shockingly fast rhythm, coming to the end of your solo. He never found someone so attractive in his life.
By the end of your solo Steve had set up a microphone for you so you could sing for Modern Times Rock N’ Roll.
This is it, it’s now or never.
When you finished your solo and the crowd applauded you were dying of heat, the object of singing a song while playing right now seemed virtually impossible. As you downed your water bottle you took off your t-shirt, leaving you in a sports bra as the audience whistled at your audacity.
“Ready boys?”
They looked back at you with a nod.
“A-one, two, a-one, two, three four!”
And with that you started Modern Times Rock ‘N Roll, coming in to sing for the first time in front of a crowd, the feeling making you liberated and play harder than you ever had before.
~~~~~
Roger was completely speechless. First you take your shirt off, and then you play a Queen song. But not just any Queen song.
His song.
His mates came up behind him, Freddie grabbing his shoulder. “There you are, Rog! We were looking all over for you!”
“They’re playing our song!” John smiled.
“I know, I know.” Roger laughed, trying to hide that he was equally, if not more excited about it than they were.
“She’s pretty good, isn’t she, Rog?” Brian asked.
“She’s great.”
As you finished the song, the crowd erupted in applause, you standing up and taking a bow as Steve took the microphone back.
“Thank you everyone! That was featuring our amazing drummer, Y/N Y/L/N, give it up for her one more time!” The crowd roared. “That was Modern Times Rock ‘N Roll by a new band called Queen. They’re a friend of mine so go check them out. Oh! And while I stood to the side as Y/N took vocals for a song, I noticed a good friend of mine standing over there to the right, ladies and gentlemen Mr. Freddie Mercury and his mates of Queen!” The crowd cheered again as the four of them laughed and waved to the people around them.
You felt the blood rush to your face in embarrassment. Not only did you just play in the presence of one of the best drummers you’d ever heard, you played his own song in front of him. Does it get more embarrassing?
“Alright loves, we’re going to take a fifteen minute break, thank you!” Steve shouted as the crowd cheered.
As you stepped back stage, wiping the sweat from your face, you decided to just put your leather jacket on, you were over the shirt.
“Come on, Y/N! Steve is going to introduce us to Queen!” Ian yelled.
“Oh that’s alright,” you laughed. “I’m just going to get a drink at the bar.”
“Don’t you want to meet them?” John asked.
“Well, yeah, but I just sang and played one of their songs. Little awkward if you ask me.” And plus, you thought. Roger Taylor is incredibly attractive. After singing his song I don’t know how I’d even be able to speak to him right now.
And so, as the guys hurried out of the room in the back you emerged into the crowd and found a seat at the bar, ordering a beer. As you waited, a hand was placed on your shoulder, making you jump in shock.
“Oh, sorry, Love. Didn’t mean to scare you.”
It was him.
It was Roger. Fucking. Taylor.
“Oh, no, uh. You’re fine.” You laughed nervously.
“I’m Roger. Roger Taylor.” He said sticking his hand out to you as he grabbed the stool next to you.
I know.
You shook his hand as you tried to calm yourself down.
You can do this, Y/N. You can speak to him.
“I’m Y/N.” You smiled.
“You’re an amazing drummer, Love. I mean really, like wow. I was in shock.”
You laughed at his candidacy. “Well I guess I could say the same thing,” you giggled.
“Yeah, about that. You played my song.” He smiled.
Oh god, here we go. Time to hear how terrible I did from the person who wrote it.
You nodded; completely unable to come up with words.
“It was great. I mean, you were great. Really, I haven’t heard someone drum like I do in a long time. You’re really great, Y/N.”
“Well thank you,” you blushed.
“No shirt still?”
You looked down, immediately wishing you had your shirt on, yet knowing that if it was any other person in front of you you’d be completely comfortable in just your bra. You were nervous in front of him, desperately wanting to make a good impression because of your attraction to him, even though you usually controlled every conversation you were a part of because of your reigning confidence. Ultimately, in your moment of brief internal panic, you decided it’d just be best to be yourself in front of him, no need to change for a man.
“Yeah, shirts are over rated.” You smiled.
“Must be a drummer thing,” he winked, opening his gold embroidered flower patterned jacket to reveal his bare skin. “Listen, Love, I have to be honest with you. Besides the whole drumming thing, I think you’re incredibly attractive, I mean look at you. You’re absolutely gorgeous. I was wondering if I could get your number, maybe we could go out some time, get a drink somewhere?”
“Really?” You said, shocked. Roger Taylor wants to go out with me?
“Really.” He smiled.
“Well then, of course.” You scribbled your name and number on a napkin with a heart as he put it in his pocket.
The two of you continued talking for a while you noticed Ian waving you back to finish your set.
“Oh, Roger, I’ve loved talking to you, but I’ve gotta go finish playing. I’ll see you later?”
“Yeah, and just look to the front right; I’ll stay watching the whole time.” he smiled.
“Say, we’ll be done in about 45 minutes, would you like to get a drink when we’re done, Rog?”
“I’d love to.” He smiled. “Now go knock ‘em dead.” He said, leaving a peck on your cheek.
“Could you hold my jacket?”
“ ‘Course.” He said as he watched you take it off and hand it to him. “Break a leg, Love. I’ll see you after.”
~~~~~
A/N: This is adorable thank you for reading!!! for some reason it wont let me do tags rn, ill do them tomorrow
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