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Guitar shredding and flirty eyes - B.E.

▸ (18+) ꒰billie × fem!singer!reader꒱ pt.1 - 3k words

▸ a.n: I know, not sturniolo related, I explained everything in this post. don't like? don't read!

⌞Or: how you helped your friend Billie write her new song: Lunch. For the sake of the story I ask you to imagine that Lunch isn’t part of the HMHAS album.⌝

When Billie had asked you to go on tour with her, you couldn’t believe your ears. Surely, you had heard wrong, right?

-C’mon babygirl, just once… please? I want to play the guitar with you at the end of happier than ever, pretty please?- she had begged over the phone, morphing her voice in a slightly whiny tone, knowing that it would have you folding in half in no time.

You weren’t scared of the stage – not necessarily, at least. As a singer yourself, you had had your good dose of performances already, full sold out stadiums and such. Yet, you knew people bought tickets to see you at your own concert, not at someone else’s… so what if they hated it?

Of course, she had managed to convince you to join her for the four nights in Brisbane, but you had been crystal clear in regards – only those four nights, not one more. She had agreed, celebrating her small victory, rambling on and on about how happy she was that she could play the end of the song with the producer of the instrumental herself – you. And you sighed, excitement slowly coming to the surface with all your nerves, praying that you wouldn’t regret your choice.

You and Billie had met some years before when she was already winning awards after awards and you had just emerged as “the new promise of the pop world”. You hated that title people had been assigning to you, not because you were ungrateful or hated the attention – it was the high expectations put on you that you couldn’t bear carrying, weighing on your shoulders like a bag full of bricks that filled out more and more step after step. Anyway, as much as you hated the expectations, you had to admit that you did have something in you different from all the others, otherwise your instant fame wouldn’t make any sense at all. But what surprised you the most was that Billie, the Billie Eilish, known to be extremely picky with the people she worked with, reached out to you first when creating her new album after having worked with you years prior to just some of her songs. To say you were honored was an understatement. Most importantly, you were thrilled. And working with Billie had been as inspiring as you could imagine. Her new album was her newborn child just as much as it was yours too with the amount of songs you helped write and produce. Quickly, you became more than just colleagues, you were… friends. Yeah, good friends.

Finally, the first night came. Billie was going fucking insane on the stage, and the cheers were so loud that it was difficult to hear one another in the backstage. You stood under the manhole waiting for the exact time to pop on stage, grasping your guitar tightly. Adrenaline ran at high speed in your veins, your fingers shaking in anticipation. You jumped up and down a couple times to release some tension, stopping to let the makeup artist fix last minute details on your face. The sound technician came up to you, fixing the small mic attached to the neck of your guitar before patting your shoulders in an encouraging manner. You closed your eyes as soon as a voice in the background yelled “one minute left!”, breathing in and out deeply.

The first note of Billie’s guitar reached your ears, and that was your clue to get on stage. All the people and staff around you cheered loudly as the platform under your feet rose slowly, making you appear inch by inch on stage, holding your guitar over your head with the biggest smile on your face. You couldn’t help it – as much as nerves were eating you alive while backstage, the loud cheering coming from all angles of the stadium immediately gave you a rush of adrenaline, and you were more than ready to drink in the whole atmosphere.

You played like you’ve never before, yours and Billie’s guitars harmonizing with each other like they came to life just for this moment, the already loud cheering getting louder when Billie kneeled on the ground, shredding her blue guitar like her life depended on it. She was an absolute beast on stage, all charisma and flirtatious manners, her whole stance while playing screaming “I’m the main character, look at me”. And how could you not? How could you even think about peeling your eyes off her when she lured you in without saying anything at all?

You kneeled in front of her, following her movements as she bent backwards, her head almost touching the ground with how low she could go, and your body slightly bent over hers – not too much, you didn’t want to risk losing balance and ruining the performance. Your fingers ached with the way the strings of your guitar pressed in your flesh, but you pushed all thoughts aside as the last few seconds of the song came up. Eyebrows scrunched in concentration, beads of sweat rolling off your temples both because you were jumping around stage until a few seconds ago and because of the heat propagated by the fire shooters at every few meters of the stage, you made the mistake of rising your gaze from your guitar to Billie — and oh. Oh, you were fucked.

The girl in front of you eyed you up and down, all flirty eyes and intense gaze, her lips curling into a teasing smirk. Your breath caught in your throat at that look, and you were sure it could be read all over your face how surprised and flustered you really were. Billie chuckled huskily at that, her eyes never leaving yours, teeth scraping softly her bottom lip for a brief second while she analyzed you, a weird, dangerous glim sparkling in her eyes. You gulped, trying to recompose yourself as quickly as you had slipped up, holding her gaze with a hint of challenge in it. Billie shook her head, clearly amused by your switch of demeanor, gliding her fingers over the chords of her guitar as the last note of the song reverberated through the stadium.

The crowd erupted in euphoric screams, chanting the names of the both of you, pulling you out of the bubble Billie unknowingly put you in. You got up, a small oof coming out of your mouth as the girl in front of you grabbed your wrist and pulled you to the center of the stage in light’s speed, fake-bowing at your feet. You shook your head – chuckling embarrassed, extending your arms to wave to the crowd before bowing four times – each time to a different side of the arena – in sign of respect and gratitude for the warm welcome the crowd had greeted you with.

-Everyone,- began Billie, talking loudly into her mic, -you have no idea how hard it was to get her to come-. She laughed loudly at your not so subtle -fuck you- picked up by her mic, echoing on the walls. The crowd laughed at your little bickering, and you had to resist with all your might to not curse her out again as embarrassment creeped up your neck.

-Jokes aside,- she continued, wrapping her arm around your shoulder, -this album wouldn’t exist if it wasn’t for her,- her hand lightly squeezed your shoulder and she lovingly bumped her head against yours, -that’s why it was so important for me to have her here. Thank you, y/n-.

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Holy shit.

That’s the only thing that went over and over in your mind as you were taken from the stadium to the luxurious hotel you were staying in. The reason? Oh, the reason had a whole name: Billie motherfucking Eilish. If you naively thought even for a mere second that the whole “thing” on the stage was just an act, boy were you proven wrong. Cause from the moment you both had stepped foot in the backstage, she made sure to make her intentions very clear. Were you complaining? Absolutely not. Let’s be honest, who in their right mind would? Yet, you felt like you were a band ready to snap at any given moment, the sexual tension running thick between you two. It wasn’t necessarily her actions that made you realise just how much she craved you, but rather her gaze, so dominant yet needy; subtle touches that lingered a little more than necessary, burning your skin wherever her fingers touched you; whispered sentences that held the weight of hidden innuendos in them, making you turn wild.

That night, you and Billie were taken to the hotel in the same crazy expensive car. She had walked towards it before you, getting comfortable on the seats while you finished packing up your things backstage. Once you were done and had made sure that you got everything, you left the stadium and walked towards the car, trying your best to not let the flashing lights of paparazzi blind your eyes. Immediately, the car door was opened and you were rushed in, breathing out a sigh of relief once it snapped shut behind you, the tinted windows blocking the view to anyone outside the vehicle.

You slumped back on the seat, muttering annoyed something along the lines of -jeez, do they know that those things could lead you to blindn–

Your words died in your mouth as you finally turned your head towards the girl in front of you, who was observing you like you were the most interesting thing in the world. You took her appearance in, eyeing her up and down shamelessly: she sat with her legs spread apart, one hand resting lazily on the crotch of her jeans while the other laid across the backseat. She lolled her head to the side at your silence, amusement written all over her face. -What’s wrong, pretty girl?- she questioned, the same smirk from before taking place on her lips again. A shaky exhale left your lungs at her flirty tone, shifting in your seat as you tried to ignore the clear effect she was having on you. You didn’t even notice that you had fixed your posture, you back staying straight and tense, until Billie pointed it out. -You’re tense. Nervous?-

You shook your head, maybe too weak than what you had meant for, following her with your eyes hypnotised as she got up and sat next to you. She reached her hand, slowly putting a strand of hair behind your ear before cupping your jaw. You held your breath at the proximity, your eyelashes fluttering as she traced your bottom lip with her thumb. -Such a pretty girl,- she mused, gently pulling your bottom lip down before letting it go. You moved closer, an almost imperceptible movement that didn’t go unnoticed by Billie. She smiled, letting her hand fall from your jaw to your nape. -C’mon, babygirl, come get what you want-.

Immediately after the car stopped, having arrived at the destination. She pulled away, whispering a quick warning -there’s paparazzi outside- before sitting back on her previous seat, just in time for your managers to open the door and let the blinding lights from paparazzi in the vehicle. People outside shouted both of y’all’ names, trying to get your attention while you headed for the hotel main door. As soon as you got inside you breathed out a sigh of relief, feeling your shoulders relax. Your manager handed you your key to the suite, reminding you that your suitcases were already there with everything you needed. You nodded, thanking them before heading towards the elevator. Your finger stopped mid air when another hand reached from behind you to press the “call” button, gently pushing you inside and repeatedly clicking the “close doors” button.

You tried to ignore your heart thrumming in your chest at Billie’s vicinity, her hand still laying on your lower back to hold you close to her. -Wanna stay at mine?- she asked, her other hand coming up to stroke your cheek lovingly. You couldn’t help yourself, your eyes kept dropping continuously from her piercing blue eyes to her full lips, your self control slowly giving in.

Fuck it.

You closed the gap between you two, your lips brushing together for a few seconds before Billie deepened the kiss, the band inside you finally snapping as you reciprocated it with passion.

A ding echoed from the speakers, the doors opening excruciatingly slow. Billie pulled you towards the door of her suite, rushing to open it. You entered the room right after her, and immediately she shut the door behind you, pushing you against it. She latched her lips onto yours again, slipping her leg between yours to give you the sweet relief you needed. A soft gasp left your mouth as the girl in front of you squeezed your hips, guiding you to grind back and forth on her leg. You couldn’t keep in your soft moans, your cheeks tinted red in embarrassment at your arousal pooling in your panties. -Billie,- you whispered, voice shaky. Billie replied with a -hm?-, trailing kisses down your neck. Her hands digged harder in your flesh, trying with all her might to not cover you in purplish bruises visible to anyone.

-I…- you stuttered, catching her attention. She pulled back, coming face to face with you to look at you in your eyes. -What’s wrong, babygirl?- concern laced her question, worry leaking from her gaze. You swallowed the lump constricting your throat, murmuring -I’ve never– I’ve never…-

-Never been with a woman before?- she concluded for you. -Never been with anyone,- you admitted timidly, squeezing your eyes shut.

-Look at me, baby- she cooed, pressing a chaste kiss on your lips. You looked back at her, pulling a smile on her face. -Good girl. It’s alright. We’ll do what you’re comfortable with and we can stop anytime. Sounds good?-

You nodded, whispering a grateful -thank you- before wrapping your arms around her neck, pulling her in for another kiss. Billie chuckled darkly as an idea popped up in her mind, the sound swallowed by your mouth. -Come,- she said, grabbing your hand to lead you towards the table at the centre of the room. She lifted you up easily, laying you on the table. You looked at her confused, tilting your head to the side in a silent question. -Can I?- she asked, tugging at the button of your jeans. You nodded, and Billie wasted no time in tugging them down your legs, throwing them somewhere on the ground. Her breath hitched at the sight of the obvious wet patch on your underwear, her hands keeping your thighs open, preventing you from closing them.

-Billie,- you whined, torn between the want to cover yourself and the need to feel her body on you. -I know babygirl, I know. May I?- her thumb traced small circles over the fabric of your panties, enjoying the way your body shuddered under hers. -Oh, f– please,- you pleaded, hips grinding desperately against her hand to get more friction. She hummed satisfied at your response, her hands momentarily leaving you to put her hair up in a quickly done ponytail. She kicked the chair next to her towards herself, sitting down before circling your thighs with her arms, pulling you closer to the edge of the table.

-Such a pretty lacy thong you got here, it’s a shame I like it better ruined,- she uttered, fingers hooking under it and pulling it to the side, revealing your glistening folds to the room. A whispered -fuck- left her lips before her head dipped low, her tongue licking a stripe up tentatively to check your reaction. At your broken moan and fingers locking in her hair she chuckled pleased, going back to her ministrations as she lapped at your juices, dragging them up to your clit before sucking on it hard. A whimper left your lips, your hold on her hair tightening as your back arched off the cold table. Billie’s hands kept you pressed against the surface, her eyes closed in delight, trying to memorise the way you sounded in that moment, so desperate and needy and broken thanks to her.

-Fuck, Billie,- you whimpered, eyes rolling to the back of your head as you felt Billie’s fingers press to your leaking hole, pushing inside and curling just right to have you see stars behind your eyelids. You panted, crying out in pleasure, your climax building up in full speed before it came down crashing you, leaving you in a wrecked state – thighs shaking, hips raised so high you could almost grind on her face, broken whimpers echoing in the room. She gently pulled her fingers out, wrapping her lips around them as she licked them clean. -Mmh,- she hummed, -you taste so good, baby- she praised you, hovering over your spent body to kiss you softly.

-Think you can handle more?-

▸ a.n: so uh, yeah. I got carried away, got intimidated by the amount of words and had to wrap it up before i decided to delete it completely. anyway, there will be a pt.2! thank you for reading!

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Double Trouble | Kyra Cooney-Cross & Matildas!Reader [Platonic]

Summary: Matildas camp becomes a bit more chaotic now that you and Kyra are reunited after you were out for an extended period of time with an ACL injury

Warnings: there's like one really dirty joke lol

WC: 2.2K

AN 1: wish I could take credit for the dirty joke but i heard it ages ago from some youtube video

AN 2: in hopes of helping Arsenal fans distract themselves from the game today…

You thanked your cab driver as he pulled up to the hotel the Matildas would be staying in for the upcoming camp in Brisbane. You, despite playing Australia, were one of the last ones to arrive that day due to misplacing your plane ticket. Despite arriving late to the hotel, the team still sitting in the lobby due to a room error the hotel staff made.

As you entered the lobby, you immediately spotted your teammates, one in particular. You sped up your walking just as Kyra lifted her head when she heard suitcase wheels rolling across the floor. The midfielder quickly jumped from her seat as you two embraced in a tight hug, squealing loudly together. You could hear a few groans and whispered “oh no’s” from some of the older girls on the team which made you and Kyra laugh.

You and Kyra had a bit of trouble making a reputation within the national team, always finding yourselves in some sort of trouble. The team had been free for your pranks and jokes for a while as you were out with a harsh ACL injury. Now that you were back, you and Kyra had a lot of time to make up for and you would not be holding back.

“I’ve missed you so much!” Kyra all but yelled in your ear before you two pulled away from each other.

“Didn’t have too much without me, I hope,” you joked as you took a seat next to Charli, quickly giving her a side hug.

“Of course not,” Kyra replied with a teasing grin on her face that you knew all too well. You were glad to be back with the national team after your injury but you were even happier to get to spend time with one of your best friends.

“Okay, guys! They got everything sorted out, here are your room assignments. When I pair you up, you can come get your keys and head to your rooms before dinner,” a staff member spoke loudly to get your attention as they walked toward the group.

They read off their list, pairing up those who were there and leaving everyone else who wasn't there yet for a later time. The staff member was almost done calling out names, only you, Kyra, Alanna, and Mary were left. You were silent hoping that you would get a room with Kyra, making it easier to plan pranks.

“Y/N, you’ll be rooming with…” the staff member read off, pausing as she saw the hopeful glint in your eye. “Alanna,” she finished as she held out two hotel room keys.

You groaned, throwing your head back when she didn’t say Kyra’s name. Alanna dramatically gasped at your actions, hitting you in the arm as she stood up. You rolled your eyes at her but she could see in your smile you didn’t mean anything mean.

You followed the blonde to the elevator, making small talk about her life in Manchester and the things you did while you were out. When you made it to your room, you claimed the bed near the window and got started on putting your things up.

“What time did they say dinner was,” you asked as you got your training bag ready for training tomorrow morning.

“If you and Kyra had been listening, you would have heard them say seven thirty,” Alanna playfully scolded, throwing you a pointed look when you mocked her.

Dinner came quicker than you thought and you found yourself sitting at a table with some of the other younger players, all of making jokes instead of eating. You and Kyra took turns telling jokes, trying to see who could make your teammates laugh harder. You eventually won after telling a dirty joke, something you were known for on the team. Even in moments when you should be serious, you had a dirty joke ready to go.

Dinner ended without much excitement other than the jokes told and everyone found themselves back in their rooms, ready to hit the training grounds bright and early. You told Alanna goodnight after you were both in bed, both of you falling asleep pretty quickly.

You groaned some hours later when the alarms you both set went off, the sun peeking in from the curtain hitting your face, making you squint your eyes as you rolled over to turn your alarm off. You let Alanna sleep for a few minutes longer as you went to the bathroom to get ready, hurrying as fast as possible so you could meet Kyra.

Alanna groaned as you softly shook her shoulder before she sat up, her hair all over the place. You laughed at her bedhead before she shoved you slightly as she got up to get ready. You yelled out to her that you were going to find Kyra as you passed the bathroom, opening the door and coming face to face with the midfielder you were hoping to see.

The two of you chatted in the hallway before heading toward the conference room that had been turned into a dining hall for the team. “I dare you to tell Steph a dirty joke while we eat,” Kyra knew you would be able to get a reaction out of the captain, one of your usual victims.

“Say less,” you smirked as you two entered the room, most of your teammates already sitting down with their food. A joke came to your mind as you got your breakfast, grabbing a glass of milk as well as some water. The milk would be useful later for your joke.

You and Kyra joined her fellow Arsenal teammates as well as Hayley and Macca at a table off to the side. You received a chorus of sighs when you sat down causing you and Kyra to laugh at your teammates. The two of you kept your jokes to a minimum as you ate, Kyra giving you a look every so often as she waited for you to say something inappropriate to Steph.

You took sips of the glass of milk you had, prepping it for the joke you were going to tell the defender. You waited until there was a small sip left and everyone at the table was done eating so you had their full attention.

You gave Kyra a teasing smirk before turning to face Steph, waiting for her to end her conversation with Caitlin. “Hey Steph,” you laughed lightly when she turned away from Caitlin, her focus now on you.

“Do I even wanna know what you have to say,” the captain sighed, earning a quiet round of laughter from everyone else at the table.

“What did the virgin say to her boyfriend after her first blowjob,” you laughed as you took the last sip of milk, keeping it in your mouth instead of swallowing.

Steph groaned at your words, already shaking her head as she waited for you to finish the joke. Others at the table mumbled things like “oh my god” or simply started chuckling at the first half of your joke.

“I love you,” you said as you spit the milk back into the glass in front of you. Steph brought her hands to her head in disbelief at your words.

Your joke earned you loud laughs from Kyra and Hayley as Caitlin and Macca sat across from you with their jaws dropped. You laughed harder at their faces, using a napkin on the table to wipe your mouth. Kyra lifted her hand for a high five which you gave her as she pointed with her other hand toward Steph who refused to meet your eye.

You didn’t get the chance to get told off by your captain before a staff member told everyone to get their things and head for the bus. You quickly disposed of your trash before you and Kyra headed to your separate rooms to gather your training gear. You met back up with some of the younger players as you headed for the lobby, retelling the joke you told Steph earning another round of laughter.

You and Kyra sat together on the bus, much to everyone else's dismay. You two spent the whole bus ride messing with Charli and Mary who were sitting in front of you. You two laughed as Charli turned around in an attempt to hit you, though she missed as you quickly moved away.

The two players in front of you were grateful when the bus pulled into the stadium, thankful to be away from the double-trouble duo that was you and Kyra.

Everyone was quick to change into their boots and training tops before everyone was headed for the pitch. You were one of the first ones out the door and took the opportunity to hide around a corner to scare some of your teammates. You let a few of the pass before you heard Ellie and Hayley coming through the tunnel, knowing they would be great targets.

You waited until their voices were close to you, yelling loudly as you jumped around the corner. Ellie’s loud scream alerted everyone else as Hayley started swearing at you as she hit your arm multiple times. You laughed each time she hit you, their reactions to the scare were comical.

“Camp was so much nicer when you weren’t here, y’know,” the winger huffed as she walked past you, throwing her middle finger up as you laughed harder.

During training, you and Kyra were kept separate the entire time. Everyone knew if you two had even a second together you could come up with some prank that would get everyone. Each time you even attempted to go in her direction during breaks, someone would pull you back by your shirt.

The only time you had to be near Kyra was when you were doing scrimmages. You two were more focused on trying to trip each other rather than playing the ball. The team couldn’t be mad at the two of you, knowing how long it had been since you two got to spend time together. Plus, they found it extremely funny each time one of you tripped the other.

Training went on for a bit longer before Tony decided to call it a day. You and Kyra made your way back to the locker room while trying to wrestle, her arm wrapped around your neck as you tried to keep her other arm pinned to her body. You moved your hand to tickle under her arm, the midfielder quickly pulling away from you as she started laughing.

Everyone changed quickly before making their way back to the bus, ready to take showers before relaxing a bit before dinner. You and Kyra took your seats, this time everyone made sure to leave the two seats in front of you empty so no one would have to suffer whatever you two came up with.

The bus was quiet on the way back to the hotel but that didn’t stop you and Kyra from hatching a plan to prank Alanna. It was risky to prank your own roommate but you knew her reaction would be worth it. Everyone took their time exiting the bus and making their way through the lobby, too exhausted to do much.

Though the same could not be said for you and your best friend, the two of you were bouncing with excitement. You two waited to take the elevator, letting Alanna have enough time to get to the room and start her shower. You giggled as you rode the elevator up to the tenth floor, already picturing how the blonde defender would react to your prank.

Kyra quickly tossed her things into the room she was sharing with Mary before you both entered your hotel room. You were as quiet as you could be as you sat your things down softly as Kyra grabbed the hotel ice bucket. You two rushed down the hallway to where the ice machine was, giggling to yourselves as you filled it up and rushed back to your room.

Kyra propped the door open so you could make your exit quickly as you quietly opened the bathroom door. Steam had fogged up the large mirror and Alanna’s phone was lying on the counter blasting music as she took a shower. Kyra stood at the bathroom door, her phone ready to record.

You held your laugh in as you stood on your toes to dump the buck of ice into Alanna’s hot shower. The blonde shrieked as the cold ice hit her body and you quickly raced out of the bathroom and into the hall, Kyra laughing as her phone caught Alanna’s loud swearing. You two fell to the floor as you could still hear Alanna’s voice, not-so-kind words escaping her mouth.

You two rushed to Kyra’s room just as Alanna opened the hotel door, clad only in a towel as she dripped water onto the carpeted floor. She quickly looked up and down the hallway expecting to see you and Kyra peeking around the corner. She cursed when she didnt see you, quickly closing the door before someone saw her.

You and Kyra laughed as the midfielder watched through the peephole. You were glad to be back at camp with the national team but mainly you were happy to spend time with Kyra. The team may suffer when the two of you are together, but they'd be lying if they said the two of you didnt make camp a bit more exciting.

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Archie Arsenic wins Mr Sporties 2025

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Archie Arsenic wins Mr Sporties 2025

Non-binary entertainer and advocate Archie Arsenic took the top title at last night’s Mr Sporties Contest, The Sportsman Hotels’ annual men’s pageant.

Hosted by Gayleen Tuckwood, last night’s annual Mr Sporties contest saw Archie Arsenic take the title for 2025.

It’s an honour Archie doesn’t take lightly, representing an LGBTQ+ venue that means so much to them and the community.

“I’ve been doing drag for nine years this year, and Sporties has always been my home,” they told QNews.

“When I first started drag, AFAB (assigned female at birth) performers weren’t given opportunities,”

“But Sporties was the first place to book me.

“And continued to book me and support me through every part of my evolution.

“Not only is it the home of drag in Brisbane, but it’s the home of kink, pups, leather, Boot Co and all the different parts of the community that I love.”

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I’ve always wanted to represent my home club.

Representing the Sportesman Hotel is something Archie has always wanted to do, but they were waiting for the right time.

“My health has been so poor for the last five plus years, I didn’t think I would be capable of representing the club to the ability I wanted.”

“So I just waited,” they said.

“And my health has significantly improved over the last couple of months since being medicated correctly.”

“I’m finally able to be out and do things again without being in debilitating pain.

“So this year I felt it was finally time to give it a crack.

“Because I would be able to show up and be a quality representative of the club that I’d be proud of.”

With the theme inspired by Skatt Bros Life at the Outpost, Archie and all competitors get into a fab western theme for the three rounds of the competition.

And Archie enjoyed performing a cowboy act they describe as “three cowboy hats and a dick tassel” for their talent.

“There’s a lot of gyrating and finger guns with fringing on my groin,” they laughed

“As I took off my cowboy hats, I had such a big grin on my face because it’s so much fun.”

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It means a lot to win the title being non-binary.

Archie shared that one of the things that made the experience of the Mr Sporties Contest so special was the other competitors.

“The camaraderie backstage was electric.”

“We were all building each other up, helping each other get dressed and giving pep talks.

“Backstage, we were constantly laughing and cheering each other on after each set.”

Overwhelmed with last night’s win, this morning Archie was feeling very grateful for the honour.

“The title is Mr Sporties, and I’m an assigned female at birth, non-binary person, so I can present masculine, but also sometimes I present feminine,” they said,

“There are going to be events that I’d like to represent at that are completely male, so I won’t be allowed to.”

“So part of me assumed I wasn’t going to win this because of that, but I still wanted to compete anyway.”

“But being given the opportunity and that chance to still be Sporties titleholder means the absolute world.

“And I think it’s a huge step forward in this kind of gender equality within a community that’s often very cis male, gay focused.

“I see myself as a blank slate, and then I choose if I’m going to be feminine or masculine that day.

“It just completely depends on how I’m feeling.

“I had the most wonderful time last night”

“I am so stoked to be Mr Sporties 2025, it means so much to represent my home club.”

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