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strxbrymochi · 2 months

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i know im quite late but this has been stuck in my head and i need to get it out so here are my 12am impulse thoughts,,,

how i imagine nct dream would be on valentine's day;

note: this is just the vibes i get from seeing them and 100% based on my delusional imagination

mark;

i am extra delulu for this man rn its so bad

i feel like he would be such a wholesome valentine date

straight up imagined some sort of serenading going on bc hello guitar skills?? and his voice??

i'd imagine he'd gift you some sort of designer thing (just cause i think he's the type to spoil u for special occasions bc ur his girl yk screams)

i think good food = good talks = just enjoying each other's company; type of guy i genuinely feel like you can have hour hour hours long convos and not get bored

lots of laughs bc hearing his laugh >>>

feel more home date vibes where you take out your fave foods and just jam out love songs in pjs but i can also see late night walks or going to some lowkey resto so yalls dont get spotted

renjun;

this guy is for real a deep down romantic aint no way with that face and attitude have you seen how he speaks to some of the dreamies??

defs would serenade u if u ask him to (imagine him shy at first but giving it his all aww)

hands down will gift u something he custom made i do not doubt this given he made custom hoodies for the rest of dream but yours defo will be extra special and made with care <3

can imagine some sort of art date or a quiet night for the two of yalls, him spoiling u a bit cause valentines is extra reason to do so

honestly if i was on a date w him i'd just stare at him ... oops

i think u guys should do the "draw each other" trend as a gift and ur drawing of him looks horrendous (bc u are not as gifted in the arts-- if you are good for u) while his of you looks majestic but he keeps it anyways bc u made it (hearing his beautiful laugh makes it worth ut too anyways)

jeno;

ok look i think jeno's v acts of service-y

wouldn't question if he attempts to cook for you or do things for you a lot more often on valentines to show his love for u (wake up to meals and a clean house yessir-- only for today tho GAHAHAHAHA)

another one i think would spoil you with designer stuff and just imagine the little cute smile on his face when he watched you open the gifts cause he's out here looking at u w pure genuine love (must be nice)

my man's a gamer would probs challenge u to a game or two before heading out

ice cream !!!!!! i have seen 2 vlogs w him looking for and eating ice cream i think you guys will defs have an ice cream taster or smtg (he's so me!!)

idk bro i love jeno any boyfriend fantasy i have in my dreams is played out by him. TT

haechan;

nah yea atp they'd all spoil you (pls dream is full of loving green forest men)

i can imagine deep talks about your future together like wouldnt be surprised if mans doesnt just propose to you alr thats how much he loves you

clingy clingy boy and he is not afraid to show you and let you know how much he loves u !

would hands down take you to the BEST restos and yalls would have insanely good food

can see some karaoke or bowling or idk just an activity yalls can do together before going home for a quiet night of the talks and just enjoying each other's presence

where do i find one genuine question

jaemin;

royalty treatment all the way

breakfast in bed: check with four course meal, flowers: check, gifts: check, chore-free house: check say less

i feel like jaemin is a very big words of affirmation guy so he will not stop complimenting you or saying he loves you

takes a lot of pictures of you too

yk also i think he'd actually send his mom flowers for valentine's day too

staring at you for hours with that stupid cute grin of his, eyes full of adoration

would have all your wants and preferences memorised hes so attentive you actually dont need to worry or do anything all day (just appreciate it bc u deserve him and his love!!!)

chenle;

(there were like no chenle gifs wtf)

PRESIDENT ZHONG CHENLE!!!!! money moves fr name what u want and u got it, spoiled level 1000 on valentine's day

if he could go around freely i think he's the type to take you to fancy ass restaurants like those rich hotel ones (but like if not that's ok he'll spoil you through other means)

he's a menace sometimes i think he'd joke around and try to get on your nerves a bit for fun like imagine him rocking up and being like what day is it today? oh it's valentine's? what's that idk what that is. was i meant to do smtg for u? (him and haechan fr would be the type to tease u so bad) all that just for laughs i can alr imagine the look on his face

as sweet as he is i think at one point he'd either make you do smtg so stupid w him or get a random ass matching present just for the lols (he rlly doesn't gaf he's so real and u love him for it)

jisung;

my sweet sweet child (we're like the same age)

i feel like he'd be so babie trying to prep everything and making sure everything is perfect for u awwwie

tries to act all tough and cool but melts on the inside, compliment him once he shows that smile of his and he's down forever

would be the type to get advice from his hyungs on what to do but be so shy when asked (sksks hes adorable pls)

i feel like he would make you a custom gift like something you can take w u always but also get u something expensive idk unless ur not into that stuff GAHAHA

IMAGINE he tries cooking for u but oblivious kiddo ended up burning it but its ok he tried, yalls got takeout instead

OK ALSO think him trying to teach u how to dance that'd be so cute or yalls can end it w a movie just in each other's presence and u fall asleep next to each other on the couch (BYE SO CUTE IM DED)

ok that's it im done i need to sleep good night (stay delulu besties <3)

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cybrpwup · 1 year

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ᴀʟʟ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ || ʏᴜᴍɪ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Jealous!Yumi x f!reader !

Warnings: smut, mentions of alcohol, idk how I feel ab this one it might b bad summary: Yumi wants to talk to Y/n, but Nick got to her first requested?: yes ! ↳ Hii, I was wondering if you could do a Yumi x y/n smut? ↳ PLEASE I NEED JEALOUS YUMI SMUT PLEASE

It could have been luck; many people believe in luck and fate and coincidence because life is difficult to explain. And it was even more difficult to explain just how Yumi came to be at that same gathering on that same night as Y/N.

He thought it could have – must have – been luck.

Yumi never saw Y/N outside of video plans. He first met her in one of Isaac’s discord videos. Then he finally saw her for the first time when Will invited her over for a vlog. And again when she came over to the house for a video. Closest he ever got was sitting in the same table at a restaurant. And in all that time, he still was not 100% sure who she was or who she was with.

Who was she?

A star in an obscure corner of youtube? A secret girlfriend kept hidden from fans?

He did not know.

But he did know that every time he’d noticed Nick grin and his change in body language when they were talking, he felt a twinge. It wasn’t anger or hatred. This was something else entirely. His heart would pound in his ears and he could feel a lump forming in his throat. He didn’t want to feel like this, not when everyone else was so happy. Yet there he was, turning green with jealousy. Worse yet, he couldn’t understand why.

He’d only talked to Isaac about his crush, to which he reassured him, Y/n and Nick weren’t going out and he should just go for it. But he found it hard to believe.

KNOCK. KNOCK.

He was taken out of his thoughts

"What, Nick?"

Nick had already popped into his room multiple times before.

A soft voice muttered, "Not Nick. Can I come in?"

"Oh. Um..." Yumi grimaced at the state of his dim bedroom. "...Yeah."

The door opened with caution, creaking on its hinges. Behind it was Y/N. As she came in the room she made a motion with her hand to the light switch and – after waiting for an approving nod – flipped it.

Awash in off-white lighting (the least flattering of all light) Y/N was still beautiful. Not that all aspects of her matched cosmetic conventions, but that it could not possibly matter to Yumi. Because he was not enthralled with the shape of her nose or cheekbones. He was enthralled with her.

Or no. Yumi was not enthralled. That would be wrong.

Y/N could be Nick’s girlfriend. And Nick is his friend.

He respects him. He respects that. Right?

"Hi. Nick told me you were up here. I hope that's ok." Y/N smiled. She looked around for a second before crossing to his bed, and taking a seat on the edge of it.

"Sure, no worries.” Yumi put his feet flat on the floor but remained seated.

“Listen. I know I could've texted, but I wanted to tell you in-person."

"Tell me what?" He hit a button to turn off his monitor. Lacing his fingers, he held his hands together in his lap. Yumi moved his desk chair to be facing Y/N. Level with one another. He searched her face.

Perhaps disliking the weight of his eyes, she stood and began to pace the length of his bedroom. Stopping far from him – on the other side of the bed – near his door. Y/N rubbed her neck before speaking in a rushed voice, "Isaac told me something."

He nodded. "Ok." Yumi’s ears perked up, and he sat straighter in his chair. He felt his phone buzz in his pocket. Someone was calling him. It was not the time to answer.

"He had a couple drinks,” she started, “he said something about how you could steal me from Nick – if you wanted."

Shit. Colour drained from his pale cheeks. His adam's apple quivered as he wondered how come things all of a sudden looked like he was viewing them through a fisheye lens. Shit. Fuck.

His suspicion was confirmed. They were seeing each other

His phone buzzed again; he ignored it again.

It was clear Yumi was not prepared to speak, so Y/N followed up with, "He also said you did."

She shortened the distance between them, positioning herself to be standing, so his knees (him being seated still) were centimetres from touching her thighs. Yumi made no comment until she took another half step pushing Yumi to part his legs, so she stood between them.

"Um—I did? Did what?" He asked in a shaking voice.

"Did want to..." Y/N bent forward, putting a hand on the top of his chair for support. Diving into him, she appeared as if she were going to attack his neck, but a graceful swerve at the last possible moment sent her placing a light kiss behind his ear "...steal me from Nick."

Doing his best not to move, Yumi held his head straight. He stared with extreme intensity at some wall shelving and wondered if his eyes could be shaking. "Isaac talks—um—uh a lot. I don't know wh—where he came up with that."

In his pocket, his phone buzzed and buzzed.

"So, it's not true?" She held her face just above his, so her sweet breath hit his lips. Y/N took advantage of him being distracted and set her knees on the outside of his legs on the chair in a clean, single-motion.

Out of instinct and having been in similar situations before, Yumi grabbed the outside of her thighs to help hold her up. Realizing what he did, he retracted and held his hands up like he was in the middle of a shootout.

All the while, his phone continued buzzing, and he continued ignoring it.

Unable to keep focused on the conversation, Yumi allowed himself to dreamily gaze upon Y/N. Lost in himself: in her: in their closeness. He was spellbound. Each move dripped with intent. Y/N pulled her hand off the top of the chair and brought it to rest on his shoulder, with her thumb swiping slow across his collarbone. She ducked her head.

His phone buzzed.

Yumi’s eyelids slid down in defeat, and their lips met in the soft exchange.

And it might have continued – might have escalated – but he withdrew and whispered practically into her mouth, "Stop."

Y/N pulled back enough that their noses could still touch and gave him a look like a kicked puppy.

"I can't be doing this with you." Unrelenting. Yumi took hold of her shoulders and guided her off him. "You're with Nick. It's wrong."

Y/N attempted to cover her face under the guise of fussing with her hair. Eyes welled with embarrassment.

His phone buzzed, and that was it. Exhausted. Irritated. Yumi pulled out his phone and looked at it. The moment he did, his vision went out. Out – like he had finally hit the ground after a long fall.

Yumi woke up alone in his bedroom, curled in his desk chair with his editing software sat idling on the monitor. A quarter through raw footage, he had fallen asleep. Y/N had not been there. Y/n was not in a relationship with Nick.

Regaining his composure at what he considered as being too much to process at once, he sighed.

—

Commemorating Nick for hitting 1 million subscribers, they hosted a small get together at the house including a couple friends and her

Yumi watched Y/N dancing and laughing through the open space of the living room, swimming amongst the small group of people, and being accepted into smaller groups – smiled at – chatted with – recognized. Everyone had eyes on her at some time or another though his eyes never left.

She bounced with the beat and danced moves that were not the most graceful but were also not exclusive to the robot. Y/N held onto a playful closed-mouth smile. Her tousled hair shined with product or maybe a little grease. Blue of the lights bounced off her eyes and cheeks and lips; Yumi’s gaze lingered on her lips.

Y/N was a dream – better than a dream because she did not fade – it was then unfortunate that he thought himself a nightmare; that while her presence brought delight and laughter, he brought depression and uncomfortable smiles.

It was unreasonable of him to flush hot with spite at watching a Nick approach Y/N. But he did. Nick tapped her shoulder and – when Y/N turned around – hauled her into a serious embrace. He held her flush against his chest. Ten seconds passed, a lot of time to be stood motionless. As she pulled back, Nick dragged her hand down Y/N’s arm, stopping to hold Y/N around the wrist after the two separated.

It was obvious, perhaps not to everyone, but certainly, to Yumi. Nick was not peering upon Y/N’s face with eyes of friendship but of desire, an amorous gaze which screamed that he was interested.

And Y/N did not look to be refusing.

Yumi’s throat tightened, and his mouth tasted of dirt. All the swallowed words he wished he had said, sat in his stomach like a stone. Earlier that evening, he had fussed over his hair; put thought into his clothes; worked and reworked conversation starters; made himself ill with nerves; all in preparation to impress a woman with a boyfriend. It was almost laughable.

There was a pinprick behind his eyes, and he looked down to blink hard. His shoulders fell, the corners of his mouth fell, his heart fell, and met the stone in his stomach. He left to refill his drink; he had to weave an odd path through the people to avoid sloshing drinks, drunk stumbles, and the occasional near elbow to the nose.

Yumi did not know what to do with himself; he wanted to leave – all he wanted to do was leave – but it was not an option. Leaving would mean questions and concerned looks, and though he was grateful for his friends at times, he knew he would go mad if even one of them asked him a single—

“You alright?” asked a familiar voice as a familiar hand landed on his shoulder. It was Nick. Yumi was so lost in thought he hadn’t noticed him - his forehead was wet with sweat.

Yumi shrugged. He was content with stopping the conversation there, but Nick’s hand on his shoulder squeezed him hard. Yumi looked up into blue eyes too insistent to let him go. He sighed, “I was looking to talk to Y/N, but looks like you got to her first..” he almost mumbled

Nick cast his eyes out in the vague direction Yumi had pointed. There was Y/N off in a somewhat secluded blue-lit corner now accompanied by Larry. Y/N was laughing; she brought her hand to her mouth as she calmed then dropped it as a new laugh bubbled up. Larry smiled and said something. Y/N nodded, and Larry left.

“Me and Y/n?” shouted Nick, almost laughing, “Y/N’s single, far as I can tell. Go talk to her, idiot”

Yumi curled his fingers a bit tighter around his cup despite the relief that washed over him. He brought it to his mouth and muttered something like, “I’m not—I don’t—after I’ve finished this drink.”

“You’ve finished.” Nick smacked the bottom of Yumi’s cup.

“Fuck!” Yumi jumped back as the drink flooded his mouth and splashed into his face; some even ran down his neck and onto the collar of his shirt. His eyes narrowed, and his lip curled into a snarl, “dude!”

Nick giggled. “Look how red you are!”

“Asshole.” Yumi turned and left with the final word, still clutching his then empty cup in his shaking hand, he again spotted Y/N.

She was stood alone on the outskirts of the makeshift dance floor. Though her feet were still, she swayed her hips a bit to the rhythm of the music. She held onto her signature closed-mouth smile as her eyes drifted around the room.

Anxious anticipation dissolved the jealous stone in Yumi’s stomach into something which bubbled and sloshed about. It felt a lot hotter than before, like there were ten times the people in the space. He walked towards Y/N; he thought he did not want to get ahead of himself and overthink too much as it might end up that there was nothing between them. But in that second, when her eyes first met his, he knew he would rather die than not give it his all.

“Hey.” Was all that fell out of his lips.

“Blake! I didn’t think you’d noticed me.” Y/N said, giggling. “I’m joking. I saw you looking at me earlier; what took you so long?”

“Just now got up the courage.”

She looked back at him with a soft smile and his heart skipped a beat. He had just spent the last hour building up the courage to ask her on a date.

It wasn’t long before Yumi got comfortable talking to her and was his usual self, talking about anything and everything he could think of - and when he’s drinking it’s not easy to shut him up.

Y/N smiled wide and caught Yumi’s hand in both of hers, “Want to dance?”

“I do, but it wouldn’t be attractive.”

“Come on, you got to!” She leaned closer to him. “Or I might think you’re no fun!”

“And what if I’m not?”

Y/N laughed. “Fuck off!”

And with that, she dragged him to the dance floor where they more so flung body parts around instead of dancing.

Yumi cleared his throat, “Hey, Y/n?"

"Yes, Blake?"

All of a sudden his heart spiked at the mention of his name, his voice hitched in his throat and he could only gaze into the girls eyes.

He leaned forwards, hovering over her and the urge to kiss her was overwhelmingly strong.

It seemed the whole room went quiet and it was just the two of them, until they were almost touching noses. His eye's widened and he looked down at her lips, giving her another moment to back away if she so wanted to, but she stayed. Any onlookers could've mistaken them for a statue - it seemed neither of them were breathing.

Y/n’s breath against his lips made his stomach do flips. Y/n decided he was without movement for too long, craving his lips against hers.

It was Y/n who leaned in and closed the space between them. Only pecking his lips first, just that much contact made him feel as if he could melt.

Her hands ran through the hair on the back of his neck, using that to her advantage and pushing his head into her, kissing him more passionately. And after what felt like forever, but all too short, she pulled away for air, gazing into each other eyes.

The hand on his neck pulled him close and Y/n kissed him again, this time softly and much to his dismay, shorter

This was all he’d been hoping for since he’d seen her and he hoped it wasn’t the end.

Their eyes met, Y/n’s eyes hinted how desperate she was to get her lips back onto his, “Your room..” She panted, tilting her head up the stairs

His eyes widened - he wasn’t expecting to go from first kiss to sleeping together.

He didn’t hesitate to drag her up the stairs behind him, lips reattaching as soon as possible.

Fingertips pressed into her skin letting his blunt nails make crescent marks, his lips attached at her neck, rushed and desperate.

When he got her laid down, it felt as if his bed was on fire, the heat engulfing their own in sleepless kisses, in hands that were uncertain and fixated on her.

She can’t help but run her fingers through his unruly curls, never getting enough of its softness.

She grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him close, kissing him.

He fell on top of her, groaning slightly as she bit his lip. He removed his lips from hers and held her waist moving them upwards onto the bed.

Her head hit the soft pillows, Yumi straddling her thighs as he pulled his sweatshirt over his head, revealing his bare skin.

She sat up next, pulling her shirt over her head and throwing it somewhere in the room. Yumi pushed her back into the mattress gently. He kissed down her chest, kissing all the exposed skin available to him. He moved a hand to her back, looking into her eyes as if asking for consent. She nodded, as he slipped open her bra and tossed it. His eyes wandered all over her exposed chest, his eyes turned almost black with lust as the pupils expanded to a much bigger size.

He sucked on one of her breasts, his hand gently massaging the other. She whimpered under him, tugging on his hair roughly as his hands slowly moved to her waistband, feeling a shiver from the the girl. His hand made it's way down to her core and inserted a finger with utter care. She shut her eyes, feeling pleasure take over her body. He moved to kiss her while pushing another finger and speeding his fingers inside, stretching her out perfectly. She whimpered, feeling a knot in her lower abdomen. She clenched around him, but to her surprise, Yumi immediately removed his fingers.

She whined from the loss of pleasure, earning a light laugh. Yumi leaned over to the bedside table and pulled out a condom, rolling it down his length and lined himself up with her core.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked

"Yes. yes, Blake, please move-", she blurted out.

He moved slow at first letting her adjust to his size. She moaned loudly, his tip already hitting her spot. He thirsted his hips, speeding up slightly and holding her in place by her hips. Her back arched and toes curled as he hit the right spots at the right pace. His cock went deeper, making her see stars. His breathing got erratic as invisible aphrodisiac filled the room. Bed creaking and hitting the wall. No space left between the both of them. Not having a care of the world, both of them felt themselves at the edge of pleasure, his movements never faltering as he released into the condom, continuing to chase her release. Her vision went white with euphoric pleasure, as she clenched tightly around him making him groan.

She opened her eyes to meet Yumi’s loving, adoration filled gaze. She smiled as he bent forward to give her a sweet and delicate kiss.

It would be difficult to explain just how Yumi came to be at the right place at the right time and with the right amount of courage to kindle that spark with Y/N.

He thought it could have – must have – been miraculously good luck.

#yumi #yumi x reader #tooyumi #tooyumi x reader #the group chat #the group chat x reader #the groupchat #the group chat podcast #isaacwhy x reader #isaacwhy #softwilly #tgc x reader

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accio-victuuri · 3 months

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i have been doing cpn posts here and there about wyb’s alleged song list and here is another one. i’m just gonna name it wyb’s playlist cpn from now on. so the explanation is, some people know wyb’s personal qq music account so if you follow him you can see what he has been listening to. i am not really familiar with the app so idk how the settings work if he can hide some. no one is saying how they found out about the account, which makes sense for privacy. in a similar way that some fans know zz/wyb’s gaming account till now. feel free to not believe it cause i understand that things like this can be sus & people on the internet tend to lie.

for me personally tho, i love this cause i think music really speaks of what someone is feeling. and you have wyb who is not exactly big on social media so we rarely know anything. aside from his now extensive movie list, his playlist is something that is interesting too. not necessarily cpn-wise all the time.

this post will cover golden hour & some recent eason chan tracks added. 🎶🎵

The first one is GOLDEN HOUR which was used in ZZ’s vlog in Milan. It was a pretty popular song back then but it became more know because of ZZ’s post and even the singer reacted to it. Since then, it’s been a favorite among BXGs considering the meaning of it too.

This is what WYB’s playlist looked like on 3/28/23 People who follow said he hasn’t updated it for a week and then suddenly this track is added in. A piano version of Golden Hour. They say WYB usually adds relaxing music like piano tracks and some of nature, but not often. So it’s interesting how this one was added. At the time, they just don’t know the relevance. ( this screenshot was taken 00:38 3/29 but it has been this way since 3/28 )

and um hello to the rihanna songs! he is such a fanboy! as he should. and also kendrick! 👋🏼

then XZS posts the vlog with that BGM the next day.

dude, what are the chances. these vlogs are edited real time, we know that xzs team were working hard to feed content so the song must have been decided then and there. wyb listening to that the day before, next day it’s the BGM for ZZ’s vlog? i’m just thinking about ZZ sending it to him first to watch then WYB decided to add the song to his playlist. Or maybe they have already been lovin it and decided to use it on ZZ’s vlog.

so sweet!!!! 🥹🥹🥹🥹

the most recent one is this updated 2/13 ( the 3rd track i blurred sung by faye wong, i already talked about here ) :

The first one is this song ⬇️⬇️⬇️ which is about accompanying someone as a form of love. and isn’t that so them? it’s a known message that they both believe in, accompanying that person is a way of showing your love. screenshot 1 is from YT of a native speaker translating the title and that’s the one i’m going with.

also, sorry but i’m linking R1SE’s cover of the song cause it’s beautiful. 🫶🏼

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AND THESE LINES! WYB is such a romantic! I cannot! It’s so him! Someone who will like and love this one thing and will stick to it till the end. 🥹

Accompanying you to turn loneliness into bravery

I lost again and again, I didn’t leave

Accompanying is the longest love confession

How long is the future

Stay with you until the story is finished

This is the second one, cloudy day. Which he was also allegedly listening to back in 3/2022 when he was filming and they haven’t seen each other for month.

What does the sky look like

What is love like

Several clouds forgot where to go on a cloudy day

Missing and loneliness

Blowed into the left ear

Maybe I can’t remember, but I can’t forget the time

That secret happiness

What to say to the cloudy day

From what i can gather, it’s about thinking of love and the good things even if it’s a cloudy day. Usually it must feel sad, but this person still chooses to see the good in it. Again, this is so WYB. He sees it and does not mope, he remembers the blue sky and white clouds instead.

Eason Chan is a famous singer that a lot of people listen to so i know that WYB is not the only person in China who probably has one of his songs on his playlist. Compared to Golden Hour which was unusual and the timing being sus. However for this, the fact that it’s added close to Valentines Day? Is this what he is feeling? So freakin in love! ♥️🥹

Anyway, I hope they had fun with the time they had together last CNY break ( allegedly ) and that their love endures & flourishes in the years to come! 🫶🏼

sources: one // two

#yizhan #bjyx #there is no science here i’m just clowning like i always do

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absolutebl · 2 years

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what's your opinion on homophobic actors ? for example the love by chance cast and their scandal with earth? there might be other homophobic ones idk about but I was just using that as a example I still want you're overall thoughts! would you still watch their stuff? or follow them? or another example actors admiting they used bl as a way for clout some people think thats okay and its justified would you agree?

BL Actor Homophobia

Oh boy. I don't really follow actor drama. Or I try not to. And I kinda don’t want do this, but I guess I should do a sort of official statement thingy. Since this fun silly side blog of mine has sort of gotten bloated and out of my control.

Like the giant peach.

ALT

In general, I think it's difficult to understand any celebrity's actual feelings on anything.

Sometimes it may not be safe for them to express their true opinion, because of image, brand, business, studio, agency, management, or family concerns or constraints. They may be more supportive or less supportive than we will ever know. Anything that approaches bullying is going to be even more complex because there are so many elements, perspectives, and entities involved. (Although I will always side with the victim.)

With regards to interview, vlog, or variety show missteps and misspeaks, a lot of BL actors are BABIES, like so young. Tell me you didn't make a stupid fucking idiot statement when you were in your late teens and early 20s. Well, you CAN tell me you didn't, but I won't believe you. I certainly did. I was a pretty lousy human for a while. Queer af but still lousy.

And a bunch of queers from other countries jumping in and attacking is surely going to change baby boy’s tiny mind... right? Yeah, no. No, it’s not. Multiple studies have shown that attacking someone only drives them into a corner and hardens their sentiments.

Honestly? I don't think it's ever a good idea to make a hero out of an actor... they are, after all, ACTORS. I mean, come on, you must have meet some of the breed?

Make a hero of the BL character he portrayed, certainly! But not the actor for goodness sake. He’s only an actor, after all.

Celebrity turns people... odd. Or maybe it's just that the type of personality that seeks celebrity is innately suspicious? At least to this curmudgeonly introvert. (The fact that I all too often end up dating the fuckers is my terrible judgement and wicked bad taste.)

Where was I?

In most of these cases netizens take everything out of context, or at the very least hugely exaggerate. People pick camps. Yes there are certainly bad apples, but I think about this with kpop a lot, sometimes it's all shades of grey and no celebrity is as evil, or as good, as we want them to be. They're mostly just gloriously shiny narcissistic pricks (affectionate).

Particularly with something like homophobia, the context of identity (or identity erasure or abuse) is very culture specific. With BL we are often talking about places where, until recently, they didn’t even have a word for gay. I don't like to get outraged in general, it's exhausting. But to get outraged about something that some pretty kid said or did, in a language I don't speak, born and raised in a culture I did not grow up in, to a family dynamic I cannot comprehend?

It seems like, considering all the grey areas, I am not really equip to judge.

It's not the same thing, but I'm a long time melody and I often think about what happened to Ilhoon. As an outsider what he went through seems absolutely insane. But I've never lived in South Korea. What the hell do I know? I can only make a judgement call from my safe little nest where (currently) weed is legal and has been for ages. I guess, at the very least being in Kpop should have taught Ilhoon how to be careful enough not to get caught?

And I guess that's were I do judge.

If the actor is homophobic (by any standards), and acts in BLs, at the very least he shouldn't have gotten his tiny hypocritical arse caught out, now should he? Tut tut on the brand management, fella. Practice a little circumspection.

Oof. My cynic is showing.

Look, I’m not that bad, I’m just an old tired queer. We’ve been fighting a long time. Can’t I pass the buck (or blunt or cock) along?

Mostly when one of these stories crosses my radar I just feel sad. And I don't wanna feel that way around BL (or Kpop for that matter), so I try not to even register it's happening.

Here, you wanna get outraged, get outraged about this:

ALT

There are major cultural issues in play here, and when this kind of thing happens to an idol on the streets of Seoul, I’d venture to say, there’s society wide systemic problems at the root of of this kind of homophobia, that the homophobe’s are manifesting - like symptoms of a disease. Sure you can treat the pox (with a damp wet white towel, perhaps?), but darlings don’t you think it’s about time we developed a vaccine? (And maybe I think that’s kinda what BL and pop culture can do to culture, if it gets normalized enough.)

But currently, with these homophobic incidents? We all lose, and we are all to be pitied because of it.

I love BL because it leads with love, and that’s the best I can practice at this point in my life. Try to talk more about positive BL dramas and less about negative BL actor drama. Try to be a little more loving and a little less outraged.

That’s it, I don’t have a solution, sorry. Just... perseverance, I guess? su su na and all that.

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formulaonedirection · 1 year

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Hello I'm bored and procrastinating so here's the F1 gifmaker ask game that THEE @princemick tagged me in!

1. which drivers do you mainly make gifs for?

I make mostly Lewis, Lando and Daniel gifs. There’s probably a lot less of Lewis and Daniel gifs than I WISH I had honestly only simply because there’s so many gorgeous gorgeous Lewis and Daniel gif makers on here and there used to be a lot less Lando ones but YOU KNOW WHAT. That shouldn’t stop me. I should just gif it if I want to RIGHT?? LOL. Also I’m like one of two people on here who make Max Fewtrell gifs.

2. out of the above (if more than 1), who’s your fav to make gifs for and why?

I do like making Lando gifs because he makes about 75 different expressions so every frame is a joy but he also has the most confusing colour tone for me so it’s always an adventure making Lando gifs.

3. link the fav gif set you’ve made and tell me a lil about it

Listen I don’t make a lot of like ~creative~ gifs even though I really want to and when I have a little bit more time to experiment I WILL but I think if you look at the original video I deserve a medal for lighting this gifset, I also like this one it’s really cute and I liked making it I think it’s very #nadiacore aesthetically and okay here are some Lewis gifs I was messing around with and that I really like but haven’t found a good way to use yet

4. link your fav gif set from another creator

Oh man @josefnewgayden is literally one of the greats but specifically THIS ONE blew my mind. And this one is one of my favs too

5. off the top of your head!! tell me about the most memorable tag you’ve received recently

@nandofuckersfc saying if she met Lando in the woods she would very deliberately not tell him her name made me laugh out loud so hard and literally SO true.

6. which f1 media source (post race interviews, sf full accesses, no brakes, sharl’s vlogs, tiktoks, etc) is your fav to make gifs from?

Love a good Landolog I think they're filmed SO well shoutout Ash, most of the things Mercedes puts out are great too, stable filming, good quality. Underrated source we should mine more is the little cheesy videos on Lewis' youtube page because those are super high quality too. And extremely cute. No kudos to every piece of shit garbage video McLaren have put out since Henrik stop filming them. Henrik....come back to me....

7. tag someone else!!

idk who hadn't done it so I'm just tagging some gif makers i love no pressure @lewisbian @paxdemon @overtake @44lh

#great use of my procrastination minutes #okay back to work BYE #tagged in

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itsallyscorner · 4 years

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Niall Crushing On A Youtuber

(A/n: Hey my lovely bitches!! I’m back and finally writing for the weekend! I’ve been so excited to write this because it’s been in my notes for a few weeks now! But should I do a part 2?)

☘︎︎ I got this idea from watching that video of Niall reacting to people who did covers of his songs for Glamour :D

☘︎︎ Niall was probably sitting on his big ass couch watching YouTube on his big ass TV.

☘︎︎ He was just going through YouTube looking for something to entertain him. I feel like he would be watching old interviews of him or him with the boys. He somehow ended going down a spiral of different covers of his songs or One Direction songs.

☘︎︎ Then he stumbled onto one of your covers.

☘︎︎ You could choose whatever song you “cover”! I think I would choose either Put A Little Love on Me, Slow Hands, Too Much To Ask, or You and Me.

☘︎︎ The man’s got wayyy too many good songs I can’t just choose ONE.

☘︎︎ So he would stumble upon your video and he was just immediately captivated.

☘︎︎ As your cover played on his tv, his eyes were glued onto you throughout the whole video.

☘︎︎ He would look at the way your fingers strummed the guitar or how you would gracefully move your fingers along the piano keys.

☘︎︎ He thought you had an amazing voice and were truly talented (not everyone can sing but let’s all pretend that we can for Niall’s sake).

☘︎︎ He admired the way your voice held so much emotion when you sang. He wasn’t just listening to the lyrics but he listened to how you sang it and how it made him feel.

☘︎︎ He found it cute whenever your nose would scrunch, when you danced a bit, or made silly faces at the camera.

☘︎︎ Niall definitely found it attractive when you bit your lip in concentration while you tried to reach a guitar cord or piano note.

☘︎︎ When you smiled at the camera he found himself smiling back at the tv.

☘︎︎ After watching one cover, he ended up on another, and another, and another, so on.

☘︎︎ He found out that you were a One Direction fan, which kind of explains why you had so many covers of 1D songs and their solo stuff.

☘︎︎ Though Niall realized that out of all the other boys, you mostly had covers of his solo songs.

☘︎︎ I feel like he would take pride in that. Maybe it would make him giggle or something idk. But he’d appreciate that you’ve covered so many of his songs.

☘︎︎ Ofc he would watch all the covers you’ve done on his songs, but he would also watch your covers of other songs that weren’t his or from 1D.

☘︎︎ Niall decided to click on your channel icon and saw that you also filmed vlogs.

☘︎︎ He decided to watch them to get to know you more because you’ve caught his attention.

☘︎︎ He ended up binging your vlogs.

☘︎︎ From what he’s watched in your vlogs, you seemed like a really nice person, you made a lot of cheesy jokes, you had an addiction to coffee, and absolutely adored dogs. He found your little quirks and clumsiness adorable.

☘︎︎ Niall thought about it a few times while watching your videos, but he really wanted to meet you.

☘︎︎ Maybe do a cover together, a duet of one of his songs, or maybe take you out on a date.

☘︎︎ He was going to slide into your DMs and talk about how he’s watched your videos, and how much he loves them. He’d also admit that he’s now one of your biggest fans.

☘︎︎ But he got the thought of sharing one of your videos on Twitter and Instagram. He saw how talented you were and wanted to bring more light to your channel because you deserved it bby🥺

☘︎︎ The video he would post onto his Twitter/Insta would definitely be a cover of one of his songs.

☘︎︎ “You guys have got to check this girl out! I’ve been spending the whole day watching her covers and she’s one of the best singers I’ve ever heard. I’m proud to say that I’ve become a fan of hers:) Check out one of her covers, she’s incredible.@/yourtwitterhandle”

☘︎︎ Basically all social media platforms you were on were blowing up.

☘︎︎ You screamed when you realized Niall Horan tweeted about you and your covers. Also about how he became a fan of yours.

☘︎︎ You never expected a celebrity to notice your work, especially the one person you had a crush on.

☘︎︎ You tweeted back at him, but right after, best believe you slid into Niall’s DMS to give him a personal thank you.

☘︎︎ He replied with, “No problem, petal! You deserve all the hype, keep it up:)”

☘︎︎ You thought the conversation would end there but he followed up with, “Would you be interested in doing a cover together? I would love to meet you one day and probably work on some tunes together..”

#one direction x reader #one direction #1d #niall horan #niall horan headcanon #niall horan imagine #niall horan oneshot #niall horan x reader #louis tomlinson #liam payne #harry styles #zayn #zayn malik #stream heartbreak weather

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flameontheotherside · 2 years

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Watch "Just Like Fire (Pink Cover) | Tumblr Vlog" on YouTube

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Obviously I'm not going to sound like this.

I'm more of a live performance person. It's hard to perform or record from home because that vibe isn't there. Being on stage, the adrenaline, beer, and wanting to outdo everyone forces me to really go all the way. Also singing with a band at practice is another I do better with because that vibe is there too. Being at home, I'm not forced to try so hard so I come up with a track that lacks emotion. I just do better with fire under my ass.

I'm thinking of doing this song for the second round in the contest. Since I know the song by heart it should be better. Last week I tied for 1st place. Not able to make a decision, I figured this should do it and for my warm-up song or whatever sing something from like; Sin Wagon (Dixie Chicks), System Of A Down, Rob Zombie....Idk.

My actual warmup will be done in the car or before we leave the house tonight. So I'm not exactly worried. But I'm taking advantage of the warmups at the bar by singing something "crazy" so that people see that and will be impressed by my contest song.

Smart, right?

I'm pretty sure that's how I tied 1st place. I can't warm up using the same song as last week. It has to contrast my actual contest song so that it comes as a surprise. I love surprises. I like to do slow and depressing songs and then hit em with something metal. Love that too.

...And showing off 🤣

#my life #contest #female vocals #contra alto #female metal vocals #vocalist #vocalists #performance #soundcloud #sound cloud #performances #Youtube

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How can something so wrong feel so right? (Present Day!Roger Taylor x Fem!Reader)

Synopsis: The reader develops all sorts of feelings for Roger, but doesn’t know how she feels about them, or how to act them out. And when they get caught and have to face reality, what will they do?

W/C: 3,251 oops xD

Warnings: 18+ Just some light smut. For those who are worried it is just some inappropriate yet not unwanted touching with a hint of wanting some more. Some flirting, some fluff, you know, just the usual😉 Do mind that there is an age gap between Roger and the Reader, although nothing too crazy.

A/N: I have taken a liking to our current Rog at the moment. How could I not when he is the sweetest man to grace planet earth? I’m picturing the studio as to how he showed it in his two vlogs on Instagram. Idk about you guys, but I always feel a bit weird writing about people that are still in our midst today, especially when it’s about Roger, it’s not a bad feeling though, I’m just really apprehensive when I write about real-life people.

Present Day

That kiss. It shouldn’t have happened. Or actually it should, but it shouldn’t. It wasn’t right. He was a 69-year old celebrated musician-songwriter, I was just a 37-year old assistant-producer. Ughh why is this so hard? I guess it sort of happened. I should have seen it coming though. Two months of playful banter, innocent winking, mostly coming from him, the intense staring when no one was looking, the hand that lingered on the small of my back a little bit too long, until the warmth from his fingers seared the skin underneath my clothing whenever he let me go first. They were all signs, gestures that suggested something more and it was difficult not be swept away by them. They had ignited a feeling in me, a stirring I thought I had lost and never to find again. Until I met Roger.

A week earlier…

Two months ago, I thought I had landed my dream job as an assistant producer at a well-known music studio in central-London, but nothing was further from the truth. I thought it was my way into the world of music, at the bottom of the ladder so to speak, but a way in nonetheless, to see the dream of producing my own music become a reality. All I had gotten to do up to this point was to play a glorified secretary, handling phone calls, booking appointments and if it was my lucky day, taking notes during meetings. Some artists that came in to record their music even saw me as their personal coffee-getter and made me fetch all sorts of things. It was becoming quite a drag, to be honest. But that all changed the day I met Queen. Unlike the other artists, they were actually kind and respectful to me, appreciated my opinion when it came to their songwriting and music-making and even showed me the basics of their recording process, something of which I was very grateful of. Around that time, I felt something had shifted in my relationship with Roger. Although I was too oblivious to see what that really meant.

At present time, the clock had struck 1 p.m. which meant lunchtime. I saw all the other staff members leave the recording booth to get lunch and saw it as my cue to get up and retreat to my usual seat behind my desk to eat my lunch.

“Where are you going?”, Roger asked as I gathered my stuff and was halfway out of the door already before figuring out what to reply.

“Eating lunch at my desk as usual”, I shrugged, but barely dared to look up at him.

“That sounds kind of lonely”, he replied. “Why don’t you come and have lunch with me? I can give you a tour of the studio if you want?”

I bit my lip and suddenly took a very profound interest in the patterns on the floor. I had been asking to get into the studio for weeks now, and this proved to be a golden opportunity. However, after weeks of silent, continuous flirting, mostly from Roger’s part, alone time with him could not remain innocent.

“Unless you don’t want to?”, Roger said. “You know I don’t bite”, he smirked and winked at me.

I wouldn’t be too sure about that. I thought as I looked up at him as he was still waiting for a reply.

“No, I-… I’d love to actually”, I stammered and smiled.

“Great!”, he said as he smiled the kind of smile that reached up to his eyes. “Ladies first, of course”.

Yet again, as I walked into the studio before him, I felt his fingers grace the small of my back, inching a little lower than intended, or perhaps it was. Again, the contact lingered a little longer than usual, and it took me all of my willpower not to react to it.

He first led me towards the guitar corner, where I stared in awe at all the different kinds of electric guitars hanging on the wall. “Wow that’s a lot of guitars’, was all I could muster.

Roger grinned. “Most of them are Brian’s, some of them are mine. Be sure not to touch Brian’s guitar’s though, he would not even let his own wife touch them without permission”.

“Roger that”, I smirked and glanced sideways to watch his reaction. The playful smirk he was wearing earlier still played at the corners of his lips, but his eyes had turned in a deeper set of blue. If the atmosphere earlier was somewhat tense, it surely was now. I stood still as he eyed me up and down slowly, not daring to speak, even to breath.

He cleared his throat and turned around as if nothing had happened and led me towards the piano corner, which harbored a grand piano and several sets of keyboards.

“I saved the best for last of course” and led me towards a small booth in the corner of the studio “my drum set”.

“That is one intense-looking drum set”, I exclaimed.

“Intimidated?”, Roger asked, raising his eyebrows in the process.

I let out a small chuckle, “only a little”

“Don’t be. Have you ever played the drums?”

I shook my head. “Can’t say that I have”.

“Want me to teach you?”

I turned around to look at him. He was wearing the same intense expression as earlier but now it seemed to have a double meaning.

I swallowed before nodding my head. “Sure, why not?” Couldn’t hurt right?

He went behind the drum set and sat down before stretching out his hand towards me, which I hesitantly took. His hand engulfed mine completely; it was warm, comforting even and sent a tingle up my arm all the way to my spine.

“So uhmm….. where should I sit?”, I asked softly and gestured to the lack of available seating options behind the drums.

“That’s ok you can sit on my lap”, he replied cheekily and patted his knee.

I gulped and once again I felt the beginnings of a blush creep onto my cheek. The audacity of this man…!

Uhmmm… o-…ok”, I stammered and slowly took my seat upon his lap. To say it was weird was an understatement, but by no means uncomfortable. I was however very aware of his upper body pressed against my back.

“So..’, he said as he handed me a pair of drumsticks. “I’ll handle the bass drum, can you tap the drums on your right twice and then the one on your left only once, can you do that?”.

I nodded and soon enough the familiar beat of ‘We Will Rock You’ filled my ears.

“I know this song!”, I exclaimed a little over-excitedly.

He chuckled, “everyone in the English-speaking world knows this song”. “You’re doing a good job but hit the right drums a little shorter this time, like this”. He slowly took my hands in his and guided my hands along with the drums. At that pointed something changed in the air. I shifted in his lap and he let out a small groan. Almost inaudible because of the sounds of the drums, but I definitely heard it. I was suddenly overly aware of his hardening member pressed against my ass. But that wasn’t all. His body pressed against mine, my hands in his, his breath fanning my cheek, his beard grazing my neck, almost teasingly.

I swallowed deeply, unsure of what to do next. Roger seemed to have an answer ready already. He let go of my hands and the drumsticks clattered onto the floor, yet we both didn’t really care where they landed. One of his arms circled my waist and the other hand rested on my upper thigh, drawing small patterns onto the fabric of my skirt.

My breath hitched when he started pressing small butterfly kisses on my neck, all while bunching up the fabric of my skirt, grazing the soft flesh underneath. Rog… I… You… We shouldn’t… it’s wrong…” I moaned, arching up to him so that he could have better access to my neck. “Wrong?’, he murmured, now moving to suck softly on my earlobe, while his beard scratched the tender skin of my neck. His fingers inched up higher, now grazing the outline of my panties. That’s when I lost it.

“You know I’ve been wanting to get some alone time with you for weeks now”, he said softly as he continued attacking my neck with his kisses, occasionally sucking on the spot too, surely creating marks for the whole world to see.

“You see, you are different from the rest. You don’t treat me like a rockstar, you treat me like a person, a normal human being. You may think you are invisible in here, but every time you come in, you’re the only person I see.”

“Oh, Rog…”, I whispered. I felt myself choking up, feeling the tears threatening to spill. He shifted a little so he could look at me. He brought up his thumb to wipe away the few tears that were about to make their way down my cheek. “You’ve ignited something in me that I thought I had lost long ago.”

“What’s that?”, I whispered back, afraid to say anything else to ruin the moment.

“Comfort, kindness, love, the will to be with someone, actually be with someone. Now tell me… tell me that what you feel right now is wrong, and I’ll stop right away”.

I looked up in his eyes, his bright blue eyes that held so many emotions, that had seen so much love, yet so much pain and realized at that moment that how he felt, mirrored what I was feeling as well. Only instead of telling him, the only thing I could do was show it.

I slid my hand in his neck and brought him closer to me, slowly connecting his lips to mine. It was all I hoped it would be. His lips were soft and gentle against mine and his beard scratching my bottom lip only heightened the feeling. He too didn’t hesitate into deepening the kiss. He softly bit my bottom lip and graced it with his tongue, and I parted my lips just enough so that his tongue could slide into my mouth.

His fingers had now slid my panties aside and were softly rubbing my clit. I moaned into his mouth and ground against his already hard member. He groaned in return, “you’re doing things to me love” he moaned, “do you have any idea how hard you make me. I replied by grinding into him again, earning an even lower groan from him. “I bet you’re all wet for me now, aren’t you?” he mumbled against my neck as he slid two fingers inside my pussy, moving them in and out in a slow pace, curling them, twisting them, driving me to a point of insanity.

“R-…Ro-…Rog, pl-…. please”, I moaned as he continued his assault on both my pussy and my neck.

“What do you need love?”, he whispered softly in my ear, sucking my earlobe in the process.

“More Rog, … I-… I need more”.

But before Roger could make any progress in his line of actions, our time alone was cut short quite abruptly.

“Rog are you done with lunch already so we can…. Oh sorry, did you need some more time?”

I paralyzed at the sound of Brian’s voice and did not know how fast I had to get up from Roger’s lap, straightening my clothes in the process stumbling against one of the cymbals that I could just keep upright. I felt my cheeks heating up with both shame and guilt and didn’t need to look up to see the look on his face.

“Rog…. Emily… care to explain what’s going on?”.

“Humm….”, I started but I couldn’t get any words out. Instead, I was strategically planning my way out. I needed to get out of here.

“So uhmmm, Mr. Taylor, thank you very much for the tour and the drum lessons, much appreciated. I need to go now but uhmmm…. I’ll see you around I guess so uhmm…. Bye”, I mumbled the last bit and turned on my heels and made a beeline for the exit. I needed some air, some time alone to think.

“Emily?!”, Roger called after me. No, Roger, I cannot deal with this right now. Don’t ask me to face this situation right now.

I collided with my boss on the way out, who asked me where I was going. I mumbled an ‘I’m sick’ apology before heading towards my car. I was lucky enough that Roger wasn’t following me. Only after I got in the car I could let my emotions run freely. I leaned back against the chair, my hands were shaking, I felt tears pricking beneath my eyelids and the only sound I could hear was the uncontrolled beating of my heart.

What have I done?

Present day

It had been a week since the day with Roger in the studio and I hadn’t gone back to work since. My boss had called a couple of times this week, asking how I was feeling and when I would get back to work. I told him the same lie every time, that I was feeling slightly better but not good enough to come back to work. I couldn’t tell him the truth. I couldn’t tell him that the only reason I wasn’t coming into work was that I was avoiding Roger and I surely wasn’t going to tell him what happened in the studio. If that ever came out I would definitely lose my job. Plus, I didn’t know how I was going to face Roger again, how I would react, how I would feel. Surely what happened in the studio was an act of lust, but it did stir some deeper feelings from within, feelings I was sure never to have again.

I was pulled from my musings by the ringing of the doorbell. Who could that be?

I got up from the couch and walked over towards the door. However, on the other side of the door stood the one person I was purposely trying to avoid.

“Roger? What are you doing here?”

He smiled sheepishly, running a hand through his hair, clearly uncomfortable.

“Hi Emily, uhmmm, can we talk?”

I nodded. “Come in.”

I felt his eyes trained on my back as we made our way into the living room. But even when we sat down I couldn’t look him straight in the eyes.

“So, how did you get my address?”, I asked casually.

“Well, actually your boss gave it to me, he was glad someone was finally going to check up on you, probably because he didn’t want to do it himself, but we both know you aren’t really sick, are you?”

For the first time he came into my apartment I looked up at him. He looked at me questioningly, boring his bright blue eyes deep into mine.

I shook my head whilst I looked down to my lap. I started fiddling with the hem of my vest, something I tended to do when I was nervous.”

“Roger, listen I….”

“Can I speak first love? And can you look at me when I do that, please?”

I nodded and brought my eyes to his level again.

“Listen, Emily, I want to apologize for what happened in the studio, you were right, it was selfish and wrong for me to do what I did, and I should never have put you in that position. But I also wanted you to know that what I said to you that day was the truth. You’ve awoken something in me, something I had lost a long time ago, and ever since you came along that feeling has only become stronger.”

I was taken back by both his confession and his apology. I thought he stood by his own actions and wasn’t afraid to act by them. Well, I guess it was wrong.

I bit my lip, unsure of what to say, how to respond.

“Please say something”, Roger pleaded while taking my hands in his.

“I don’t really know what to say, Roger. I did say it was wrong. So wrong. And it shouldn’t have happened. I’m a 37-year old wannabe music producer, you’re a 69-year old celebrated rockstar, and you’re married for Christ’s sake! But…” I trailed off.

“But…?”, Roger questioned, and raised his eyebrows expectantly.

“I can’t deny that what happened that day felt so incredibly right. I haven’t felt like that in a long time. And I have only felt it with you, but there are just too many risks, we’re over thirty years apart, you’re married and if the press ever finds out we….”

“Hey”, Roger said softly and started rubbing small circles with his thumbs across the back of my hand, and for a moment I relished the feeling of how good my hands felt in his. “Look at me”

“My marriage has not been what it was for years, sadly it’s not a matter of if, it’s a matter of when. Secondly, when has age become more than a number and thirdly, when have I ever cared about anything the press says? I like you, Emily. A lot actually, and not seeing you in the studio this week made me realize that. If there is any part of you that feels the same love, you have got to tell me”.

I abruptly pulled my hands from Rogers’ and frantically started pacing through the room. “I do, I do like you Rog, fuck. I like you so much it scares me, but I stand by what I said, I can’t have this jeopardizing your career or mine or your marriage. I cannot handle it, I just can’t.” I walked towards the window and looked down at the street below. I had only realized that it had just begun raining. How fortunate. “I don’t want to be a homewrecker Rog, and I surely don’t want to be someone’s side dish.

I felt Roger’s arms circle my waist and I couldn’t help but lean into his embrace.

You’re not a homewrecker love, never will be, and in whatever is left of my life, I will show to you, you are the one for me”.

I smiled and turned around to face him. “Then let us at least for now have a strictly business relationship, just until we have it all figured out. You may not want it but, I’ll at least have peace of mind”.

“If it’s what you want love, then that’s what we will do”, he said softly.

He brought up his hand and pushed away a few strands from my eyes and then softly let his fingers dance across my cheek. “So beautiful”, he murmured as he grazed my lips with his thumb.

“Kiss me Roger”, I whispered, and he needn’t be told twice.

He used the arm that was around my waist to pull me flush against him, while the other hand knotted itself in my hair.

“Roger”, I moaned, as he nibbled on my lip, asking permission to deepen the kiss. He groaned into my mouth as I parted my lips slightly to give him the access he wanted.

“If I get this all sorted out, will you wait for me?”, Roger whispered against my lips.

“I will always wait for you.”

#roger taylor #present day roger #queen #fanfic #me writing rubbish #love it though #roger x reader #this is my biggest one so far #and i like it #still feels weird though #roger taylor x reader #femke writes things

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